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bratshaws · 2 years

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goodness gracious 75. brb x oc

a/n: I'll be honest I kinda based Chloe's whole schtick on a reddit thread I saw ages ago and it stuck to me. Does it make sense?? I hOPE?i t's just a sprinkle of angst yall nothing more uwu

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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: light angst, FIRST FIGHT KIND OF???, then fluff

chapters:

1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10/11/12/13/14/15/16/17/18/19/20/21/22/23/24/25/26/27/28/29/30/31/32/33/34/35/36/37/38/39/40/41/42/43/44

45/46/47/48/49/50/51/52/53/54/55/56/57/58/59/60/61/62/63/64

65/66/67/68/69/70/71/72/73/74

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Marcus did pay her, the exact amount he said he would and she was more than happy. Now she could not only get her car - the red Jeep wrangler she saw weeks ago - but she could also save this money for the moving day! Everything was running so smoothly, so nicely she could barely believe it. She’s been having a great week and when Friday rolled around, she was all smiles, so much it hurt her cheeks.

But one thing she found odd that day was how Rooster barely messaged her, well, less than normal, she knew he couldn’t talk much during work so this wasn’t so off. But it was fine! He was probably very busy!

This Friday she had to show up at the Hard Deck earlier since they were going to reorganize some bottles that arrived later than Monday, it was fine to Beatrice, she could talk to Penny and Shells while working which was always fun. She wondered when she could tell them she was moving in with Rooster, since they did think about going out this Saturday to visit some places and check them out…so, Monday! Monday would be a good time.

Penny asks Beatrice to take some of the trash out and she does with a huge smile, Shells commenting how she had never seen someone so happy to take those giant black bags outside like Bea was. The brunette just ignored, humming all the way over to the trash bins down the sidewalk, her peripheral vision noticing a different car in the parking lot, a white one that she couldn’t identify because it was a bit distant.

But her eyes would wander back towards it every now and again, furrowing her brows as to why it’d be there in the first place considering it was so early in the afternoon – too early for any other cars to be there - considering the bar wasn’t even open yet. She did see a woman with brown hair step out, which in turn makes Beatrice blink, seeing her get closer and closer.

Maybe she was lost? It has happened before, people usually stop by the parking lot because they don’t know the region and they need help finding where to go. So Beatrice, with that assumption in her head, prepared her mind to remember street names and known spots for localization in the surroundings. What she didn’t expect was the woman coming closer, stopping a few steps away from her and suddenly saying her name, “Beatrice?”

She’s surprised, her brain then wracking all the memory files trying to remember if she knew this woman or not. “Um…yeah? Can I help you?”

The woman pulled out her sunglasses, they were the same height, with the same brown hair color but the differences were that the woman had light brown eyes and was skinnier than Beatrice, “...I was just curious,I’m Chloe.” That name brought nothing from her mind, which probably showed since Beatrice furrowed her eyebrows even more, “Chloe Ritzer.”

Again, nothing. Nothing appeared in her mind, “Oh…um…okay? Can I help you?” she repeats and the woman’s expression soured just enough to make Beatrice worry a bit, “I…I’m sorry, did we go to school together?”

“No.” comes her sticky sweet reply, “We did not, but I know someone that you know.”

Oh! Oh she probably knew her siblings or something like that, that explains why she couldn’t identify her name. “I’m surprised Rooster never told you about me.” Suddenly all the noise around Beatrice disappeared and a cold feeling took over her stomach, her confused look only worsening.

“Oh…you were, friends?” Why would Rooster never tell her about this woman? The goblin voice in the back of her mind started to cackle menacingly, whispering doubts in her brain that she knew it wasn’t true.

Chloe, who had this weirdly smug look on her face after hearing that question, smirked, “Oh no, we were more than friends.”

Wait, what? Bradley didn’t say he dated anyone before her, no he didn’t because Phoenix and Halo confirmed it too back when they got together. Beatrice’s mouth opens then closes, trying to digest this brand new information with her body going into fight of flight mode. “What do you mean more?”

“I’m just surprised,” she completely ignores the question, dropping her eyes down on Beatrice’s body and the brunette immediately feels like she needs to cover up, “That Rooster would…well, I didn’t think he was so desperate.” The words hit Bea harder than a slap.

“Excuse me?”

“I mean, you don’t really think he’d be interested in you right?” The pure venom coming out from this woman who she had never met nor seen before was already chipping in her confidence walls. She was acting like a bully already. “He just did because I moved out and he had to find a rebound.”

Rebound.

Beatrice’s wide eyes got even wider, her breathing turning erratic, “That’s not true.” she whispers, “How do you– why are you–”

Ohohoho what did I tell you? You knew I was right, all along. You were nothing but a rebound, that’s what you are. Maybe that’s why he didn’t talk to you too much today, because he was seeing this woman again. She’s beautiful isn’t she? Skinny and model-esque. Not like you, you pathetic girl.

No. No this wasn’t happening, this wasn’t true!

Beatrice’s deep inhale was shaky but she licked her lips before speaking, “...I’m not a rebound.” she whispers, her eyes slowly meeting the other woman’s “I-I don’t know who you are but if you two were together before, that was then and this is now.I am not a rebound.”

Neither the goblin voice nor the woman expected that response, with Chloe’s lip curling into a disgusted snarl, “Listen here, tubby,” Beatrice tried not to jolt at the insult, “I don’t know what sort of lie he’s been spewing your way but he’s not interested in you at all.”

“He doesn’t lie to me.” she snaps back, “...you don’t know him, if you did you’d know Rooster doesn’t lie.”

Shells steps out of the bar when her friend takes too long to come back, stopping by the doors when she sees the two brunettes face to face, “Aunt Penny.” she calls and her aunt appears right next to her, wrinkling her brows and muttering ‘who the hell is that?’ to her niece. But she holds Shells back when the blonde tries to step closer, ready to defend her friend from this random strange woman they’ve never seen before.

“He’s a man, he’s going to lie.”

Beatrice feels her fury getting worse and worse, “No.” she snarls, “He’s not, you–how long were you two together?” Chloe opens her mouth to reply but Beatrice cuts her off, “If it’s more than one day you’d know that Rooster doesn’t lie, he was raised right, he is loving and he’s kind…”

Realization hits her immediately.

She wasn’t one of his girlfriends. She was one of the hookups he said he had before. “...that’s why you don’t know, you were with him for one day.” Chloe’s face turned angry, Beatrice struck a very visible nerve apparently, “...You– are you serious? You, you think that making up stuff about my boyfriend,” again another flinch coming from Chloe,”About how he’s apparently never loved me when we’ve been together for seven months and are currently thinking about moving in together?? What the fuck is wrong with you?”

Chloe’s smug attitude dropped slowly, no doubt she was thinking she could manipulate Beatrice into thinking Rooster wasn’t interested–which backfired immensely- “I–you—”

“What the fuck!! What the fuck are you doing?” she hated how her personality reminded her of the Bitch Trio, maybe that was also why she was getting so fired up about her. That and the goblin voice trying to repeat over and over how it was right. If this was a few months back, maybe she’d be leaning towards it, maybe she’d doubt herself and her place in their relationship…but not now. Not now. “...You think he doesn’t love me or are you projecting your own fears on me? Because what you guys had was nothing more than a one night stand?”

“It was a great–”

“If it was he’d done something else about it,” Beatrice snaps, straightening her back and holding back a smile at how she was now taller than Chloe, “If it was why wouldn’t he be with you?...I am not a rebound. He loves me and if you have a problem with that I am sorry, I am so sorry but nothing will change it.`` Another car pulls to the parking lot, an SUV she knows too well and Evelyn’s body is already out and marching over.

“Listen tub–”

“No! You listen! My name is Beatrice. My name is Beatrice Schiavoni and” every word she gives a step forward and Chloe a step back, “And you dare, you fucking dare to come out of the woodworks accusing my boyfriend of being a liar when you know him for less than a few hours??” Chloe’s shoes hit the edge of the sidewalk, almost losing her balance, “And a one night stand??A hook up?? Rooster would never, he would never say what he doesn’t mean and if you– how fucking long was this? Almost a year ago? Two? And you kept the thought he wouldn’t move on?”

Chloe was looking smaller and smaller, Evelyn sending Shells and Penny a surprised look, “How fucking dare you??” Beatrice looked ready to beat the shit out of Chloe, not even because of her but because she was saying stuff about Rooster, “I don’t know what your plan here was, Chloe Ritzer.” Evelyn’s head snaps up when she hears the name, this time really getting closer to the two, “But you–”

“Chloe Ritzer?” Evelyn repeats, “You are the data analyst who was transferred out of state.”

Beatrice’s chest heaved with her intense breathing,looking back at Evelyn with her eyebrows furrowed then to Chloe whose eyes were now doubled in size, “Yeah,yeah I remember my dad saying something about you, about how you were asked to transfer because you pulled some bullshit around the base.”

“How the fuck does your dad know anything about me??”

“He’s a vice-admiral.” Chloe paled, immediately, her eyes now only focusing on Evelyn, “And if I call him right now and let him know that you are here and he contacts your superiors, they would know you are here now, right?”

Beatrice watched with wide eyes, not believing what she was hearing. The fact this woman came from out of nowhere just to get something out of Rooster was insane. How did she even pull this off? Better yet, what did she think it’d happen? Chloe just looked surrounded, which she was, especially when Penny and Shells got closer too, the three women forming a barricade behind Beatrice that signaled that Chloe was at a huge disadvantage there.

Seeing that this was a battle she could no longer win, which honestly she never did, Chloe slowly backed away, muttering she was ‘sorry for bothering them’ and ran to her car, almost hitting another one when she reversed out of the parking lot, disappearing from view. “What the fuck just happened?” Shells asked, looking at Beatrice, “Did she threaten you or something?”

“She was just badmouthing me and telling me lies…just,trying–I don’t know what her endgame was, but it was…weird.”

“Should we call the cops on her?” Shells asks Evelyn who is looking down at her phone, typing something quickly - undoubtedly letting her father know what just happened.

“No. I just texted my dad, he can deal with it for us.” Evelyn’s eyes softened, “Are you okay Bea?”

Was she? She was a bit…she didn’t know how to feel about what just happened. Yes, she was nervous at first but then she was so angry, she was so mad because this woman who had nothing to do with her life nor Rooster’s wanted to…intrude? Act up? For what? “I’m…I’m fine…It’s just, I feel a bit dizzy.” all that anger and fury probably dropped her blood pressure or something because she was feeling really woozy. Penny stepped up to Bea and ordered Shells to hold her other arm as they brought her back inside the bar.

They sat her down in one of the booths, Penny rubbing the back of Beatrice’s hand as Shells rushed out of the area to get some sugar water. Beatrice rubs her forehead with her palm heel,clenching her eyes and enduring the heavy toll her body had to deal with emotionally, her head pumping with a violent headache that only made things worse, “She’s done this before.” comes Evelyn’s voice, which makes both Penny and Beatrice turn their eyes her way, “According to my dad, she was interested in another guy before, didn’t work out, she tried showing up again and getting him back. It was never violent, she was never violent, but this shit isn’t going to go over well.”

Shells come back with a white mug filled with water, her aunt giving her a confused look but accepting it anyway, ‘There you go,Bea. Take…little sips.” she waits until the brunette brings the mug to her lips, scrunching her face at the pure sugar hitting her tongue, setting it down after just a few gulps. While the other women talked amongst themselves, Beatrice couldn’t help but repeat the weird events that happened seconds before.

This woman, this Chloe, showed up as if she was Bradley’s ex-girlfriend or something serious like that and tried to belittle her, belittle Bradley saying he was a liar and making her think he was with her out of pity?? The goblin voice crackled in the back of her mind, whispered growly voices making it’s way over her ear, planting doubt after doubt inside her brain. But it made no sense, because Rooster wasn’t like that, he wasn’t like that at all and he has proven that time and time again!

Then why was she having weird thoughts about it? Why was the goblin voice of doubt being louder than every other? Why was she questioning this? She hated it, so much and she knew she’d have to talk to Bradley about it because he'd definitely see if something was off with her. Would he be upset? How would he react? God she was so nervous, she only hoped that later tonight when they went back to his apartment they could have a good talk about this.

He wasn’t so different when he got to the bar, he greeted her as he normally would, he smiled at her like he normally would…but when they got back to his apartment, he got very quiet and his face seemed to stone in a mid frown that never disappeared. Even Jolene’s presence there didn’t seem to ease it and it got worse every time he looked at his phone.

Beatrice only stood by a distance, biting her lower lip watching his back move as he pulled his Hawaiian shirt from his body, folding in his hands, “Brad,” she calls and he stops, looking back at her with an inquisitive glance, “Are you okay?”

He inhales deeply, his smile not quite meeting his eyes, “Long day, gorgeous.” he says in a clipped tone, “Long, long day.” she chews her lower lip again, watching him rub his hands over his face and sighing against his palms. Beatrice wrung her hands together, unsure on how to tell him without making his day worse so she chose that it’d be better to help him unwind a little bit.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Bradley rolls his lips into his mouth, his hands propped on his hips with another inhale going down his nose, “You know, I don’t think so.” that was weird, he usually wants to share if something is bothering him, “I don’t–” he shakes his head, not finishing the sentence.

Oh I wonder what could’ve happened to him. Maybe he saw that girl again and noticed he still had feelings for her and doesn't know how to tell you about it.

That wasn’t true. Bradley isn’t like that. “Are you sure?” she asks softly, watching how his shoulders tensed up and his body went rigid, but his face wasn’t turned towards her.

“I am very sure.” he says curtly, “I really don’t want to talk about it,Bea.”

Beatrice swallowed her saliva nervously, the sharp claw of fear and anxiety climbing up her spine as she watched Rooster disappear into his kitchen to get something. Maybe it was just work stuff he couldn’t tell her. Maybe that was why he was like that. She follows him into the kitchen, a glass of water being chugged down in harsh gulps until he thunked the glass on the sink, leaning his weight on it.

She didn’t know what to do and the doubtful voices in her head weren’t helping. “Do you want to order something?” she asks softly, stepping closer to him and disliking how he was walling himself up but choosing to not prod about it, “I know it’s late but I think that we can get some pizzas.”

Bradley clears his throat, bringing his fingers to the bridge of his nose where he rubbed it in slow circles, “Yeah. Sure.I can do pizzas.” his clipped tone was unnerving her more and more, it wasn’t helping her anxiety and fear with him acting like that.

Because he’s thinking how to break it to you that he no longer wants to be in a relationship with you…tubby.

No. That wasn’t true. It wasn’t true.

“Okay…I’ll…order it then.” The silence usually wasn’t uncomfortable like this and Beatrice didn’t know what to do. Her emotions had flared up ever since that afternoon and she felt she wouldn’t be able to keep it in for long. She didn’t want to make him even more upset with the information that…his ex-hookup showed up and tried belittling her like that. His ex-hookup that was…tall and skinny, looking like a brunette Gisele Bündchen with how perfect she was.

But wait, no she wasn’t perfect. She was just skinnier than Beatrice was and that didn’t mean that Beatrice’s body was wrong. She just did a photo shoot using swimwear and other clothing she’d never admit she thought about wearing before, so she wasn’t wrong. Her body wasn’t wrong and he loved her and her body.

Oh, but what if you’ve been mistaken?

She wasn’t mistaken, not about Rooster…not about how he feels when it comes to her. But the way he was acting right now was…really bothering her too much. He was never this quiet, he was never this brooding with her, “Roos.” she calls softly, following him out of the kitchen, where he stops by the hallway, “You know you can talk to me if something is bothering you,right?”

Bradley’s jaw moves, but he doesn’t speak, “I know.” was all he said, “Don’t worry about it.”

“It’s just…well you are very quiet and I worry–”

“There’s nothing to worry about,Beatrice.” he doesn’t raise his voice, but he does sound snappy, ‘Whatever it is I’ll resolve it. There are some things that I have to do alone and I don’t need your help with.”

Oh.

“...oh.” was all she could reply, her mind going hundred miles a minute with all the fears and possibilities. He changed his mind about them, everything was right, she was wrong, everything was falling apart, she wasn’t deserving of happiness nor deserving of him, “...okay…”

Bradley sighs,running his hand down his face and muttering a ‘be right back’ as he steps into his room and then the ensuite bathroom, locking the door behind him. He puts his hands over his eyes, pacing around his bathroom as he tries to control his temper, trying to forget that Chloe showed up out of nowhere and decided to message him. He was sure he blocked her, he was sure he cut all contact.

God he was so pissed when she started suggesting things for them to do, as if they were just on a ‘break’ and he wasn’t dating Beatrice. He walked around his office just like he was now, trying to ease out the anger and annoyance. It took him so long to finally cut her off he didn’t even talk to Beatrice - lunch break was over and he was still getting rid of Chloe’s constant messages since just blocking her clearly wasn’t going to work.

Then he got mad because he wasted so much time getting rid of her he could barely say two words to Beatrice and then he fucked some stuff up - he also lost his favorite pen - and he had to take a few breathing breaks. Then at the bar, while he was still angry, seeing his girlfriend helped him calm down a little but he just kept thinking on how to tell Beatrice about Chloe and how to deal with this.

…speaking of which, he shouldn’t have acted like that with her. Beatrice wasn’t at fault for what happened and he should’ve just told her about it instead of locking himself in his bathroom and leaving her alone, “Fuck.” he groans against his hands, thinking how much this Chloe just bothered him to the point he was getting angry at people who had nothing to do with it, instead of her.

He took a few more calming breaths, hoping that Beatrice wasn’t too upset for him snapping at her like that - God, he never once did that to her, what was he fucking thinking? He gives him a look on the mirror, then leans down to open the faucet and wash his face the best he could, breathing out by his mouth before he steps out of the bathroom, “Bea,” he calls, walking past his bedroom’s threshold, “Bea, baby I’m sorry for–”

Where was she?

She was right in his living room when he went inside. Matter of fact, where was Beatrice and Jolene? The pittie wasn’t in her favored spot on the couch either. Bradley moved his eyes anxiously, she was probably in the kitchen, yes, she was going to order pizzas- she’s not in the kitchen either.

He tries not to panic, he couldn’t see her bag there either so…wait, did she leave? “Fuck, no,no no no.” he stomps his way to his front door, looking down the hallway and towards the elevators. His eyes widened seeing the numbers going down, “No, no no!Fuck! “ he doesn’t even bother to wait for the other one, he slams the fire escape door open and runs down the stairs, checking every floor to see if he still had time to reach her.

No, no, this couldn’t be happening. Beatrice couldn’t be leaving. Not like this, he had to tell her what happened! “Please, let me reach her. Please.” he ignored his throat burning and how his chest ached from running down the steps all the way down to the lobby. He has to take a quick break before he reaches the last door, yanking it open to check. Someone else was entering the elevator now, both of them, so Beatrice already left!

He had to hurry. He ran all the way outside, breathing heavily and looking around in hopes to see her down the street. She didn’t have a car, so she probably called an uber…but there were no cars, well, there was one, but it was now driving away from him– his keys, he needed to get his keys, “Fuck!” he once again didn’t take the elevator, going all the way back by the fire escape stairs, shouldering the door to his floor open.

His white tee was sticking to his back and chest, but he couldn’t care about it right now. He just inhaled shakily once he got to his apartment door, leaning on his hand to regain his breathing, “Okay,” he says between gulps of air, “Okay, I need my keys.” he wipes some beads of sweat that traveled down his temple and his cheekbones. He was starting to panic, what did he do? God, what did he do? He shouldn’t have said that. Why did he say that?

Where the fuck were his keys? He patted his jeans, then his tee - that had no pockets - cursing high and low. “Where the fuck are they, where the– excuse me a minute Jojo.” he steps over the tail wagging pitbull to reach the other side of the room…then he pauses. He pauses and slowly looks back to where Jolene now was, seated on her favorite spot in his couch, his eyes widening, “Wait, how are you here?”

“Roos?”

Was he dreaming? Was he imagining things? Because that was Beatrice’s voice. He looks up to the hallway, seeing Beatrice holding her bag in her hands, her eyebrows low and confused, “...Bea.You are here.”

The brunette’s eyes turn sadder, looking away from him, “...s-should I not be?”

“What? No!” He crosses the room in two strides, wrapping his arms around Beatrice so tight she drops her bag to the floor in surprise, her hands slowly coming up to touch his damp shoulder blades.

“Roos, why are you so sweaty? What happened?” she asked against his neck, blinking her big green eyes in surprise when he pulled back to smack her lips soundly, over and over, the girl’s face turning such a violent shade of red she looked ready to melt. “Roos- Roos what’s happ-” but his lips kept on hers, cupping her warm cheeks in his big hands, before he drops them to her thighs where he picks her up and carries her back to his bedroom. She barely has time to speak, between his lips on hers and the sudden shock of being carried over, she presses a hand to his wet and warm chest, pushing him the best she could.

He does break the kiss, but he keeps his face right above hers. “...Roos…wh-what is happening? Why are you drenched with sweat? Are you sick?”

“I…” the weight of his sudden workout finally hit him and he felt his chest heave out breath after breath “I…I thought you left, so I…I ran in hopes to get you. I’m sorry.”

“Rooster…why would I leave? I’m not understanding…”

“I snapped at you and you had nothing to do with what happened.” realization shone on her eyes, the same eyes that looked away from his ashamedly, her hand dropping from his chest to land on her stomach.

“I shouldn’t have pestered you–”

He shakes his head negatively, closing his eyes, “No. No this isn’t your fault.” he says gently, “I shouldn’t have done that. I…I was mad about something else and I just let it out on you and it was unfair.” her eyes return to his, hesitantly so, but he’s glad she’s looking at him again. “Pretty girl, you know I don’t get mad at you for worrying about me.”

Beatrice chews her lower lip, he could see the worry still in her eyes, in those big green eyes he fell in love with, “It’s just…you were acting weird and I thought…I thought I did something wrong.” that I was no longer good enough, she thinks, “And I…I guess my day has been kinda messy too so…”

“No, you didn’t do anything wrong, gorgeous. You didn’t, hey,” he cups her chin when she looks away, arching both of his eyebrows for emphasis, “You didn’t do anything wrong…I’m sorry for snapping at you. I really am.”

Beatrice takes a long while to reply, so long he almost feels she won’t do so, but she nods “I forgive you.” she whispers, which makes Rooster sigh out in relief, dropping his face to her neck where he breathed in her lavender scent - calmness and devotion - kissing the curve of her shoulder. “Do you want…to tell me what happened?”

He lifts his head from her neck, then looks over his shoulder to his bathroom, “Yeah but…maybe I might need to take a bath first…join me?” he didn’t like how she seemed to go back to hesitation, “If you don’t want it’s okay.”

“No,no I do.” she whispers, ‘It might help me get my mind out of things too.” she replies, giving him a small smile and following him when he stood up, offering her his hand. She grabs with the same smile, closing her eyes when he leans closer to kiss her forehead, then her lips one more time, leading them to the bathroom.

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missperfectlyfinewrites · 4 months

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Still trying to work on drafts, I promise. In the mean time, here are a few things I’m interested in. Taboo concepts under the read more.

Also, test muse I’d like things for:

Gabriela Sanchez / early twenties / college student / works at the family fruit store / big family, not quite as extroverted as everybody else but very sweet, kind, loving / submissive lean / i.sabella merced fc.

Like for things, and I’ll get back to you x

Avery, Bea, Brooke, Charlie or Everly having a “questionable” audition experience

Belle resorts to earning money in “interesting ways” while pregnant

Brooke hiring a domme to work through some issues

Chloe’s management is frustrated with her..

Ellie & almost anything. Seriously, girl is surprisingly kinky if you get to know her.

Intern of Juliet, Harper, Sienna or Yasmin “turning the tables” on them

Hudson or Layla gets taught a lesson

Madeline gets “taught how a princess should behave” by a royal tutor or has a very handsy suitor.

Tabitha & age gaps. That is all.

Paisley, Sabrina or Lacey find themselves in a situation where they’ve “bitten off more then they can chew”

#desires #Wishlist #indie smut rp #indie kink rp

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cyanslushies · 4 months

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Pokemon Ships ~☆

(and my unofficial shipnames)

Pokemon Anime

▪︎ Ash x Goh ☆ Satogou ❤️🖤

▪︎ Goh x Horace ☆ Gorace 🩶💚

▪︎ Chloe x Dawn ☆ Dloe, Chawn 🩷💜

▪︎ Chloe x Sabrina ☆ Chlorina 🩷💓

▪︎ Sabrina x Lisia ☆ Sabrisia 🩷🩵

▪︎ Mallow x Lana ☆ Mallana 💚💙

▪︎ Kiawe x Sophecles ☆ Sophawe ❤️💛

▪︎ Misty x May ☆ Mistay, Maymist 🧡❤️

▪︎ Korrina x Bea ☆ Korribea 💛🧡

▪︎ Orla x Mollie ☆ Morla, Orllie 🧡🩷

▪︎ Dot x Liko ☆ Dotko 💜🩵

Pokemon Games

▪︎ Lillie x Elio ☆ Lillio 💛💙

▪︎ Lillie x Selene ☆ Lillene 💛💓

▪︎ Lillie x Hapu ☆ Hallie 💛💜

▪︎ Gloria x Marnie ☆ Marnia, Maria, Glornie 💚🖤

▪︎ Hop x Bede ☆ Hopede, Bedehop 💜🩷

▪︎ Klara x Klara t-shirt girl ☆ KlaraX2 💓💚

▪︎ Klara x Marnie ☆ Klarnie, Mara 💓🖤

▪︎ Milo x Piers ☆ Miers, Pilo 💚🤍

▪︎ Milo x Gordie ☆ Mordie 💚🩶

▪︎ Sonia x Nessa ☆ Sonessa 🧡💙

▪︎ Bea x Peonia ☆ Peobea, Beania 🧡🩷

▪︎ Leon x Raihan ☆ Leehan, RaiLeon 💜🧡

▪︎ Rose x Oleana ☆ Roseana 🖤❤️

▪︎ Kieran x Florian ☆ Kierian, Floran 💜💛

▪︎ Mela x Carmine ☆ Melamine, Carmela ❤️💙

▪︎ Arven x Giacomo ☆ Giarven 🩵🖤

▪︎ Ortega x Kieran ☆ Kiertega 🩷🖤

▪︎ Eri x Carmen ☆ Cari 🧡🤎

▪︎ Katy x Rika ☆ Rikaty, Karika 💚🤎

▪︎ Brassius x Hassel ☆ Hassius, Brassel 💚💛

▪︎ Jacq x Briar ☆ Jacriar 💜💛

▪︎ Dendra x Miriam x Tulip ☆ idk 🧡🩷💓

That's all for now I'll update if there's more 👍

#pokemon #shipping #ships #pokemon ships #anime #cyanslushies #my ships #felt silly might delete later #gay as hell #gay as fuck #gay ships #where am i #im not gonna tag all the animes or games #im going to bed #lgbtq #lgbtqia

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d-plug choso e-ghost face choso m

hi nonny!

D: I have so many good songs for plug choso! some have have been suggested as well but heres a list:

Doin' Time - Sublime

Deuces - Chris Brown

Heartbeat - Childish Gambino

White Tee - Summer Walker & NO1-NOAH

Goodbye - Imanbek & Goodboys

How Does it Feel - Chloe & Chris Brown

Hurts Me - Tory Lanez

Lady of Namek - Tory Lanez

Lonely Bitch - Bea Miller

Heartless - Kanye West

Save Your Tears - The Weeknd & Ariana Grande

Sucks to Be You - SAINt JHN

E: i am writing a p3! its aftermath of dean's death and some more sexytimes with gf!choso x reader.

M: i have SO many ideas. too many ideas. but my april fools with Toji was actually based on this idea of a xmas fic where sorcerer reader ends up sleeping with both gojo and toji separately within 24 hrs and gets preggo and doesnt know who the baby daddy is. was supposed to be a multi chapter fic lol was supposed to be funny, a bit angsty and lots of smut. idk if ill ever write it i just have a basic idea of it but not really a ending so :/

#kizzatanons #kizzatanswers #ask me more!!

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mooncalfe-art · 1 year

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I had another Fan Story I planned to do involving your Characters Miss Sophie,mainly it's them but if they were in the 1987 TMNT show,mostly Lita, Mushroom, Zanna, Zink,Wanda,Hector, Ramon, Chloe,Amy,Bea,and definitely Bandit and Puggle and lastly Jay, though only changes though the changes I made were gender swapping Zink to a boy and Jay to Jazmine. The idea was inspired by the 90's X Men doing their House of X Story and I thought how most of the IDW characters would look if they were in the 80's TMNT Show, and yes characters like Herman the Hermit Crab are in it too

What I'm saying is yesterday the Idea came to me at work and if I ever have the guts to pitch it to IDW(which is unlike it might just be Fanfics) I wanted to tell you first because again some are your characters and if it did good I wanted you to get some money for it

But I will say thanks for listening to Fan Stuff by a knucklehead like me and keep doing what your doing

Sounds pretty fun!

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aunt-grandma · 4 days

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What I Listened to in July 2024

1. MEGAN—Megan Thee Stallion

• Rate: 8.5/10

• Favorite song: Moody Girl

• Least favorite song: Worthy

2. BRAT—Charlie xcx

• Rate: 10/10

• Favorite song: Apple

• Least favorite song: I might say something stupid

3. Ctrl—SZA

• Rate:10/10

• Favorite song: Broken Clocks

• Least favorite song: Garden (Say It Like Dat)

4. Stick Season—Noah Kahan

• Rate: 10/10

• Favorite Song: Growing Sideways

• Least favorite song: Strawberry Wine

5. Hells Welles—Jesse Welles

• Rate: 6.5/10

• Favorite song: Misery

• Least favorite song: Slaves

6. Self Portrait EP—Sasha Alex Sloan

• Rate: 8/10

• Favorite song: Dancing With Your Ghost

• Least favorite song: Thoughts

7. I Can’t Let Go—Suki Waterhouse

• Rate: 7/10

• Favorite song: Melrose Meltdown

• Least favorite song: Wild Side

8. Melodrama—Lorde

• Rate: 9.5/10

• Favorite song: Sober II (Melodrama)

• Least favorite song: Liability (Reprise)

9. Ungodly Hour—Chloe x Halle

• Rate: 9/10

• Favorite Song: Don’t Make It Harder On Me

• Least favorite song: Tipsy

10. But You Caint Use My Phone (Mixtape)—Erykah Badu

• Rate: 7.5/10

• Favorite Song: Hello

• Least favorite song: Cel U Lar Device

11. How Do You Sleep At Night?—Teezo Touchdown

• Rate: 10/10

• Favorite song: Stranger

• Least favorite song: Daddy Mama Drama

12. BOY ANONYMOUS—Paris Texas

• Rate: 8/10

• Favorite song: FORCE OF HABIT

• Least favorite song: SITUATIONS

13. elated!—Bea Miller

• Rate: 5/10

• Favorite song: FEEL SOMETHING DIFFERENT

• Least favorite song: self crucify

14. Sour Soul—BADBADNOTGOOD, Ghostface Killah

• Rate: 10/10

• Favorite song: Sour Soul

• Least favorite song: Mind Playing Tricks

15. Hell Or Highwater—nothing,nowhere.

• Rate: 6/10

• Favorite song: New England

• Least favorite song: Honey

16. YOUR FAV KID IN THE CLIQUE—Justraw

• Rate: 5/10

• Favorite song:TRAPHOUSE POSSE

• Least favorite song: SHAWTYREDEYE

17. PARAVI EP—Paravi

• Rate: 5/10

• Favorite song: Stargirl

• Least favorite song: Skeleton

18. Back in Time—Judith Hill

• Rate: 8.5/10

• Favorite song: Cry, Cry, Cry

• Least favorite song: Angel in the Dark

19. Old Habits—The Deadbeat Cousins

• Rate: 7/10

• Favorite song: Heaven Help Me

• Least favorite song: The Wolf

20. Children Play With Fire—NombreKari

• Rate: 5.5/10

• Favorite song: TELL ME

• Least favorite song: DIMLIGHT

21. Highway Hits EP—Afan

• Rate: 5/10

• Favorite song: Wow

• Least favorite song: Sunset

22. semua, semua.—Teddy Adhitya

• Rate: 9/10

• Favorite song: Takkan Berpaling

• Least favorite song: Caraku, Caramu

23. Let Love Be Love EP—Carter Faith

• Rate: 7.5/10

• Favorite song: Joyride

• Least favorite song: Cowboys & Dreamers

24. lost a friend EP—Saint Harison

• Rate: 8/10

• Favorite song: homies

• Least favorite song: james (bleeding alone)

25. OIL OF EVERY PEARL’S UN-INSIDES—SOPHIE

• Rate: 9/10

• Favorite song: Immaterial

• Least favorite song: Whole New World/Pretend World

26. boy—Luke Hemmings

• Rate: 6/10

• Favorite song: Shakes

• Least favorite song: Garden Life

27. Alone In A Crowd—Oliver Tree

• Rate: 8.5/10

• Favorite Song: One & Only

• Least favorite song: Ugly Side

28. Prelude to Ecstasy—The Last Dinner Party

• Rate: 10/10

• Favorite song: On Your Side

• Least favorite song: The Feminine Urge

29. Rainbow—Kesha

• Rate: 9/10

• Favorite song: Rainbow

• Least favorite song: Godzilla

30. u made me a st4r—4batz

• Rate: 8/10

• Favorite song: act iii: on god? (she like)

• least favorite song: act i: stickerz “99”

31. NO HANDS—Joey Valence & Brae

• Rate: 7/10

• Favorite song: OMNITRIX

• Least favorite song: OK

32. American Hero—Towa Bird

• Rate: 6.5/10

• Favorite song: B.I.L.L.S.

• Least favorite song: Last Dance

33. empathogen—WILLOW

• Rate: 9/10

• Favorite song: pain for fun

• Least favorite song: between i and she

34. COWBOY CARTER—Beyoncé

• Rate: 9/10

• Favorite song: II MOST WANTED

• Least favorite song: FLAMENCO

35. Ms. Elle EP—Luna Elle

• Rate:5/10

• Favorite song: Baby Please

• Least favorite song: Taking Control

36. Atavista—Childish Gambino

• Rate: 9/10

• Favorite song: Sweet Thang

• Least favorite song: Time

37. Let’s Hope Heteros Fail, Learn and Retire—Alice Longyu Gao

• Rate: 9/10

• Favorite song: Come 2 Brazil

• Least favorite song: Hëłlœ Kįttÿ

38. Zephyr—NIKI

• Rate: 5/10

• Favorite song: Around

• Least favorite song: Dancing with the Devil

39. Stay Proud of Me—NoSo

• Rate: 9/10

• Favorite song: Sorry I Laughed

• Least favorite song: Suburbia

40. In Another Lifetime—Paige Fish

• Rate: 5.5/10

• Favorite song: 24/7

• Least favorite song: The Bad Guy

41. Where To Find Me EP—Katie Tupper

• Rate: 8.5/10

• Favorite song: Comfort

• Least favorite song: Little Love

42. Made In Hell—Scarlxrd

• Rate: 8.5/10

• Favorite song: Black Rxses

• Least favorite song: indecisixn

43. The Bible 2–AJJ

• Rate: 8.5/10

• Favorite song: No More Shame, No More Fear, No More Dread

• Least favorite song: White Worms

44. Unreal Unearth—Hozier

• Rate: 9/10

• Favorite song: Francesca

• Least favorite song: Son of Nyx

45. 3 (The Purple Album)—Lukas Graham

• Rate: 7.5/10

• Favorite Song: Hold My Hand

• Least favorite song: Lullaby

46. I Was/ I Am—Noah Kahan

• Rate: 8.5/10

• Favorite song: Bury Me

• least favorite song: Animal

47. Fine Ho, Stay—Flo Milli

• Rate: 8.5/10

• Favorite song: Neva

• Least favorite song: Life Hack

48. Gag Order—Kesha

• Rate: 9/10

• Favorite song: Happy

• Least favorite song: Ram Dass Interlude

49. MUSE—Jimin

• Rate: 5/10

• Favorite song: Slow Dance

• Least favorite song: Who

50. GOLDEN—Jung Kook

• Rate: 6.5/10

• Favorite song: Standing Next To You

• Least favorite song: Please Don’t Change

51. ATE—Stray Kids

• Rate: 6.5/10

• Favorite song: Chk Chk Boom (Festival Ver.)

• Least favorite song: Stray Kids

52. DIVE—TWICE

• Rate: 9.5/10

• Favorite song: DIVE

• Least favorite song: Inside of me

53. Pony—Rex Orange County

• Rate: 8.5/10

• Favorite song: Face to Face

• Least favorite song: Pluto Projector

54. Trip—Jhené Aiko

• Rate: 8/10

• Favorite song: Ascension

• least favorite song: Moments

55. Bando Stone and The New World—Childish Gambino

• Rate: 8.5/10

• Favorite Song: A Place Where Love Goes

• Least favorite song: Talk My Shit

56. The Great American Bar Scene—Zach Bryan

• Rate: 10/10

• Favorite song: Oak Island

• Least favorite song: Memphis; The Blues

57. Big Ideas—Remi Wolf

• Rate: 8.5/10

• Favorite Song: Toro

• Least favorite song: Cherries & Cream

58. Positions—Ariana Grande

• Rate: 8.5/10

• Favorite song: pov

• Least favorite song: six thirty

59. Broken By Desire To Be Heavenly Sent—Lewis Capaldi

• Rate: 8/10

• Favorite song: Heavenly Kind Of State of Mind

• Least favorite song: Any Kind Of Life

60. Y2K!—Ice Spice

• Rate: 4/10

• Favorite song: Did It First

• Least favorite song: Phatt Butt

61. The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We—Mitski

• Rate: 9/10

• Favorite Song: I Don’t Like My Mind

• Least favorite song: The Frost

62. SHE EP—Anayka She

• Rate: 6/10

• Favorite song: Berry

• Least favorite song: Mental Peace Is A Luxury

63. Beatopia—beabadoobee

• Rate: 8.5/10

• Favorite song: Ripples

• Least favorite song: tinkerbell is overrated

64. Electra Heart—MARINA

• Rate: 10/10

• Favorite song: Homewrecker

• Least favorite song: Hypocrates

65. RINA—Rina Sawayama

• Rate: 7/10

• Favorite song: Cyber Stockholm Syndrome

• Least favorite song: Tunnel Vision

66. HOLY FVCK—Demi Lovato

• Rate: 9.5/10

• Favorite song: HAPPY ENDING

• Least favorite song: COME TOGETHER

#my music #music 2024 #music listening #july 2024 #Spotify

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shiningstages · 3 months

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@toestalucia | cont. from ( x )

Hehe, sneak attack success~ Is what she thinks when Gran flinches at the sudden cold against their cheek. She's done it to others plenty of times - a little prank; a little snap back into reality - though she's had it done to herself a couple times as well. Though seeing them ( themself? ) get surprised by it, along with that familiar on-edge reaction when hearing Beatrix and food in the same conversation, weirdly makes her a bit more giddy - even if this captain was new to her timeline, she wasn't going to let them get too comfortable~

She takes another sip of her drink. Strawberry and blueberry with a bit of a mixed puree - soothingly fruity, if not a bit thick. She's glad Bea and Chloe only focused on ordering Gran's tea, excited about preparing them a little something, and then talking even more over gift ideas for while they're shopping. 'Both our captains deserve the captain treatment! Neither of you are getting out of here without a gift or twelve!' She wondered if they talked this excitedly when they were preparing surprises for her...It put a smile on her face. Hopefully they would too.

All those thoughts are a bolt of lightning - eyes drooped low only for a second once she's sat and settled - a blink and you'll miss it event. Because then she's perking up again at Gran's reaction to the drink, her smile ever present on her face widening from another success. It's obviously manageable - thank you Chloe - but still way too sweet in the end, just as she predicted. "Mm, I see you like it~" An obvious tease, taking a sip of her own tea and sighing in satisfaction. "You know they'll want a whole report on how delicious it was later too, so make sure to drink it all...unless you can't handle it." Another one, this time with a wink and her tongue sticking out just so, before she laughs at her own overdone actions. Then her eyes gaze upwards as she drinks, like they always do, towards that same blue sky. She wonders if their blue is a different shade...

#;djeeta #toestalucia #bea is insane........bless bea i love her so much #OF COURSEEEEEEE captains have to interact they're so funny #when you meet yourself so you know this is a once in the lifetime opportunity (teases self relentlessly)#me too.............i need to get rising so i can look at bea..........and vane............not play just look -

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PUPPY LOVE

It had been five years since they graduated from Belviore and Poppy had been begging Bea to adopt a dog with her for a while. Someone for Cutie Pie to play with. Bea, was a bit reluctant at first, worried that they wouldn't be able to take care of two dogs with their busy schedules, but Poppy had managed to convince her after a while. Mostly by Poppy playing the pitty card.

"Farmsville, I just don't get why we can't do something big together. Our friends are all making big strives in there relationships and we've been dating the longest. Veronica and Zoey have that stupid, couples tiktok account together and Carter and Chloe are married. I just want to move closer into having a future together." Where the exact words, that got Bea to eventually give in. I mean the two had been living together for the last 3 years, but bitch go off, I guess.

They were currently, strolling hand in hand in the puppy section of the animal shelter. Poppy was smiling ear to ear, looking like a little kid in a candy store and Bea had to admit, being in the animal shelter made her excited to be taking this step with Poppy. Maybe, even in the future they could have another kind of baby together, but Bea would store that idea in the back of her head for later. Poppy was brutal after all, and Bea wanted to make sure her and Poppy were on the same page about having kids before she brought it up.

"Hughes, look at how adorable they all are. I can just picture any of them being the perfect addition to our little family. Though I'm thinking of a smaller pup, so that Cutie pie will be able to keep up with them." Poppy shrieked excitedly, Bea had to admit that seeing her girlfriend's cold dead heart warm up like this made Bea fall slightly more in love with her, though Bea felt herself fall slightly more in love with Poppy everyday that they were together.

Admiring how cute, her girlfriend looked, Bea decided to tug gently on Poppy's hand, bringing her in closer for a kiss. "I hate you so much. " Bea claimed with a soft smile, causing Poppy to playfully push Bea back. "Believe me Farmsville, the feelings mutual. If it wasn't I wouldn't be doing this with you. " Poppy claimed with a playful smirk on her face, signaling that she was game for a lovers spat if Bea was. It was there way of showing affection towards each other. In college, it was their primary way of flirting after all.

"Though I'm surprised you're not trying to pin down a pig with one of your cousins, as a pre-wedding ritual." Poppy claimed, looking challenging at Bea for her to continue.

"And who are you going to marry, Min? Some actor from your daddy's... fake daddy's studio that's payed to do so?" Bea teased back.

Poppy let go off Bea's hand before rubbing up against Bea gently, smacking the taller girl's ass roughly and whispering warmly into her ear. "I would but I'm pretty sure you're looking forward to our post wedding celebration." Poppy then pulled away with a wicked smirk and went back to interlocking her hand with Bea's, acting like nothing had happened. Suddenly Poppy's face had lit up as she pointed at a tiny Rottweiler, locked up on her left side. "I want that one." Poppy had immediately declared, already deciding that that's the one they were getting.

"Yeah, he's perfect. Just like you. " Bea had agreed.

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I recently started talking to someone online, which made me feel inspired to write a Poppy X Bea fanfiction. They write some pretty good Poppy X Bea fanfiction on A03, so I recommend giving some of them a read sometimes. They go by the name of sharkyz505 (on AO3)

#mc x poppy

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ifindfictionalwomenhot · 4 years

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May I have this dance?

Queen B

Chloe St. James x Bea Hughes

“Oh the agony” Bea heard Zoey scream from her room. she rushed to her room to see what was going on. “what's wrong zoey?! is everything okay?!” Bea looked around her room to spot anything out of the ordinary. “i don't have a hot date to go to the gala with” she signed dramatically “do you have a date bea?” Bea shook her head , she thought about asking someone, someone unexpected but she was nervous about asking her. How would Zoey react? “Earth to Bea” Zoey frantically waved her hand in front of Bea’s face and she quickly snapped back to reality “sorry Zo, I was just thinking of who to take to the Gala” she scratched the back of her head. a smile curved on Zoey’s lips. “i have an idea, how about we try to find a date by 8:00 P.M, if we don't then we can go together as friends” sounds like a plan

Bea was walking through the school campus, computer bag on her hand, when she was stopped by none other than Poppy Min-Sinclair aka satan herself followed by her minions Chloe st. James and Veronica Lombardi “well, hello there Farmsville, looking for some mud to roll in?” ughh poppy that joke is getting old now, can you come up with something original? “ha yeah oompa loompa one and two but since Zoey isn't here that makes you, like, oompa loompa two or one” Chloe dumbly spoke. Bea tried to walk away from them but poppy pushed her back “what's wrong Farmville? cat got your tongue?” Bea stood with her arms crossed, ignoring Poppy. Poppy checked her out from head to toe, “I hope your not planning on going to the gala with those rags on, I would feel bad for your date” Veronica was just on her phone, ignoring the whole conversation meanwhile, Chloe was just standing there with her arms crossed looking dumbstruck, like always. Poppy leaned forward and said in a low voice “ just remember, just because you were invited to this gala doesn't make you special, you might be in 6th place but you will never be queen B, I am the queen” she stepped back with a smug smile, “lets go Veronica and Chloe, we got better things to do than to hang around in this trashy college campus” both girls followed poppy out of Bea’s view. these girls need some help. she walked over to sit on a bench and she pulled out her laptop and got started on her work.

...............................

Veronica and Chloe were sitting down on the living room couch, discussing the gala. “hey V?” Veronica looked up from her phone “I was just searching up some cute dresses online, should I get a red or blue one?” She showed Chloe her phone which Chloe pointed at the red dress. “its super cute but i need to ask you something” Veronica signed “is this about the pizza you were saving for today because let me just tell you, I wasn't the one who ate it also, who the hell cooks pizza on the stove, you're supposed to cook it in the oven” she shook her head and went back to her phone “It helps the environment” Chloe crossed her arms “in what world?!, Chlo, in what world?” a look of confusion spread across Chloe’s face “umm...well that is not the point, I just wanted to ask you if you know anything about who Bea is going with to the Gala?” Veronica thought for a moment “not that I know off, why?” chloe took a deep breath “because I want to ask her to the dance”

“just trust me on this, it will work” “but what if she screams at me or smacks me” Veronica facepalmed herself “why would Bea smack you? look, I know you guys have some bad history but if you are willing to make it up to her then she might just give it a chance, who knows you two might even fu-" Chloe covered her mouth "not so fast V, you are getting way ahead of yourself there" she blushed. Veronica just raised her shoulders and kept walking towards where Bea was sitting. "Good luck Chloe, I believe in you" she pushed Chloe towards Bea and ran off. When Bea saw Chloe just standing there, yeah standing like a stalker, she quickly got up and was about to leave until Chloe called after her "Bea Hughes, stop right there" she stomped towards Bea ``what the hell do you want Chloe, i got places to be right now" she said in a furious voice. "Oh really, cause i just saw you just sitting there like an idiot" she pointed towards the bench "it's called studying, of course someone as dumb as you woulnt understand" ouch. Maybe that was a little too harsh. "Look Bea, im sorry for what I said earlier about the oompa lompa thing, that was totally uncalled for so i came to apologize" Chloe gave her an adorable smile, no matter how dumb and annoying Chloe was, she sure was adorable. "Fine then apology accepted, just please don't come anywhere near me" she started leaving when once again, Chloe stopped her. Jesus christ lady just let me get back to my dorm. "I have one more thing to ask" Bea raised an eyebrow at her "I just wanted to ask if you wanted to come to the Gala with me?"

"YOU DID WHAT?!'' Zoey yelled at her. Well it wasn't much of a yell, more like a concerned question. "She forced me to go with her, plus i don't want to be rude about it, she has been nice to me the last couple of weeks'' Zoey shook her head as she took a drink from her champagne glass "honey, look, this is Chloe St. James you are talking about. Poppy's minion, poppy's second in command what would happen if she found out that you are going out with her friend" Bea knew this was going to happen, but it's not like Zoey is mad at her she is just concerned right? "Look Zoey, I know how to defend myself and how to handle it, if Poppy tries to do something I will… I dont know...ill figure it out later, but I'm going to the dance with her and that is final" she stormed towards her room and laid on her bed thinking about what she just did. What if all of this was just a trap, what if poppy told Chloe to ask her out just to humiliate her like she did with Zoey at the bacchanalia. *ding* her phone went off. It was the T. They had posted again

Good morning Belvoire

Hopefully everyone is ready and has a date for tomorrow's gala, I sure do and after what appeared to be a fight going on with wannabe and our queen Poppy, we prepare for the Gala tomorrow. After the recent events of today, we might experience some interesting things tomorrow at the gala. Nevertheless, we should all get ready. One more thing, rumors have it that wannabe is off to the Gala with one of the top 5, wonder who it could be. One thing is for sure, poppy is not going to be happy about this

Kisses,

The T

Great now everyone knows that i'm going to the gala with one of the top 5, the good news is no knows who it is, until tomorrow

“Come on Bea, we are going to be late, plus our limo is here to pick us up” Bea ran out of the bathroom picking up her phone and wallet from the countair in the kitchen. make up, check. wallet and phone. check and check. she was nervous as hell. nervous about both Poppy and Chloe but she had to calm herself down “okay Bea, deep breath” she relaxed herself

The gala was full of rich people, Bea felt out of place already. “you okay, Bea?” she snapped back to reality. “hmm oh yeah, I have to go find Chlo, I'll see you soon” she was about to leave when Zoey graved her arm “hey, about yesterday, sorry if I was acting like a bitch, I was just worried about you that's all” Bea knew that feeling to well. “‘it's fine Zoey, I was just confused and angry about what you said” Bea smiled “well, I promise it won't happen again now go find your date, I’ll see you later and have fun” Zoey gave her a small smile and headed to a different direction. Bea was trying to find Chloe but no luck and at the same time, she was trying to avoid Poppy, now if only she had some kind of tracker, that would make her search much easier. “oh hi, Bea” she got startled and jumped, she got all defensive but she then realized it was Chloe. “oh hey, chlo, umm...nice dress” she was wearing a beautiful royal blue dress with a blue necklace. “oh do you like it, me and Veronica went to the mall to buy dresses, well she dint exactly go, I mean she did go but she didn't buy anything” as if on cue, Veronic pops up “wow newbie you look amazing, im digging the power suit” she slides her hands through the fabric, amazed by it. “You got lucky this year, Chloe. This power suit makes you look super cute” she said, still focused on Bea’s power suit. “right?! that's exactly what I Said in my mind when I saw her” Chloe exclaimed. Veronica cleared her throat, “well I should get going, I need to live stream the gala right now for those who weren't invited. have fun you two, just not too much fun” she chuckled and Chloe blushed. “so how are you liking the gala so far?” bea nervously asked “it's fun so far, I think, Oh look there is Carter right there” she pointed towards Carter who just walked through the main doors “want to go say hi?” Bea froze up as soon as she saw poppy staring at her with an evil look, she got nervous “you go talk to him, I’ll go get us some drinks, tell him I said hi” she nodded and headed to a different direction. this was weird, usually Bea isn't scared of poppy, she always schools her ass. “what do you want now poppy” she scoffed “you're the one who came towards me” Bea crossed her arms “you’re the one who gave me the stink eye, so it's obvious you want to talk to me” poppy got closer to her. “I see that you are trying to steal Chloe away from me, dumb old Chloe. But i won't let you, you can't take away my posse from me, because I am the queen here” she stepped back with an evil grin, she looked so much like satans companion “what's wrong poppy? scared that this little piggy is going to blow down your house, scared that you might lose without your posse” she confidently said. “you don't know me Farmville, i'm a Min-Sinclair, us Sinclairs usually get what we want. think of me as a goddess and you as a filthy peasant” Bea let out a small laugh “are you sure because all I see is a pathetic Bitch looking for excuses to be rude towards others, might be the reason why Veronica and Chloe hate your ass” Poppy started getting defensive “watch your mouth wannabe, you don't want to piss me off” she got tense “whatever you say Poppy, but just so you know, I won't let you ruin this night for me” poppy stormed off. the look on her face was priceless. Bea went over to where Chloe was “so no drinks?” she asked “sorry, I had to go deal with someone” she raised an eyebrow “never mind that” Bea extended her hand towards her, “May I have this dance Ms. St. James” she shook her head “finally, I was waiting forever” she took her hand and Bea led her towards the dance floor. “You know, I never thought I would be going to the dance with you, I thought I was going to be stuck alone, until Veronica encouraged me to ask you to the Gala” Bea let out a polite smile “you by yourself? Someone as beautiful as you shouldnt have a hard time finding a date” Bea signed “You were actually my first choice on who to go to the gala. I never brought myself to ask you since I thought you hated me” they swayed along the music “okay cut the romantic crap-I mean I still hate you Newbie but I thought I should give you a chance” Chloe blushed “no you love me, I knew you would warm up to me eventually” “yes- I mean no...stop confusing me” Bea laughed. “I rest my case” As they danced, Chloe started getting closer to her “you know I never had this much fun ever since the Bacon-alia” Bea let out a small chuckle, god she was adorable “you mean bacchanalia?” Chloe nodded “yes that's it, I think” they danced the night away in pure bliss. making Bea forget about everything. forgetting all about poppy, the ranks, the gala and just focused on her and Chloe together. dancing the night away

#queen b #choices #chloe st james #chloe x mc #chloe x bea #bea hughes #mc x chloe #queenb chloe #poppy min sinclair #pixel berry #choices stories you play

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nanayuz · 2 years

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shipz list cuz why not .

i mostly ship animeverse from sm / jn !! bold = i’ll talk abt them!! a lot!

otpzz : journeyshipping ( ash x goh / satogou ) palletshipping ( ash x gary / shigesato ) goh x gary / shigegou ash x goh x gary / shigesatogou moonbloomshipping ( chloe x dawn / kohahika ) trustedpartnershipping ( ash x gladion / satoglad ) zringshipping ( ash x kiawe / kakisato ) originshipping ( wallace x steven / mikudai ) ignitionshipping ( flint x volkner )

yum!! ok! serena x chloe / kohasere namelessshsipping ( red x blue/green / reguri ) semifinalshipping ( kiawe x gladion / kakigladi ) pokéshipping ( ash x misty / satokasu ) geeta x rika / omochiri jellowshipping ( lillie x mallow ) icebloomshipping ( chloe x regina / koharegi ) waterwarriorshipping ( misty x lana ) preciousmetalshipping ( ethan/gold x silver / goshiru ) phaesporiashipping ( diantha x cynthia ) crimsonvelvetshipping ( may x serena / sereharu ) timelesspromiseshipping ( goh x horace / tokigou ) eternalhoneymoonshipping ( kukui x burnet ) blueangelshipping ( ash x lana )

sure, i ship!! hanamusashipping ( jessie x delia ) truerivalshipping ( leon x raihan / kibadan ) diodeshipping ( ash x clemont / shitosato ) rollerkarateshipping ( korrina x bea / saitokoru ) bittersweetshipping ( mallow x lana ) contestshipping ( may x drew / shuuharu ) technoshipping ( sophocles x kiawe ) skullshipping ( guzma x plumeria ) darkparadiseshipping ( kukui x guzma / guzukuk ) eloquentremixshipping ( giacomo x atticus ) fondantshipping ( serena x miette ) boutiqueshipping ( serena x shauna ) aquaheartshipping ( nessa x sonia ) gary x chloe mela x eri vermilionshipping ( goh x chloe / goukoha )

( insert a ton of ships in between here )

no. amourshipping ( ash x serena / satosere ) bloomboltshipping ( ash x chloe / satokoha ) aureliashipping ( ash x lillie / satolilie )

but, ik it’ll change.

#not tagging 30+ ships #satogou #shigegou #shigesato #shigesatogou #kohakiha #moonlightblossomshipping is a disgustingly long name #so i didn't even write the whole thing #satoglad #kakisato #originshipping

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save-me-the-last-dance · 4 years

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Okay so this is gonna sound strange I know!

So I just recently found the Chloe St. James x MC tab from PB Choices Queen B. Now I'm Chloe Stan (yeah go figure Stan some1 that's not gonna be an LI)

Anywho! Would someone write a fic of Chloe x MC (Bea Hughes) based of the song Savage Love (Did someone break your heart?) By Jason Derulo?

Or Veronica or Poppy (fannon)

#chloe st james #queen b #bea hughes #chloe x mc #chloe x bea #pb choices #choices #poppy x mc #poppy min sinclair #veronica lombardi #veronica x mc #fanon poppy

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bratshaws · 2 years

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goodness gracious 82. brb x oc

a/n: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: FLUFF, slightly suggestive content but nothing full on SMUT BECAUSE SMUT HAS TO BE STRATEGICIALLY PLANNED FOR THESE FUTURE CHAPTERS

chapters:

1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10/11/12/13/14/15/16/17/18/19/20/21/22/23/24/25/26/27/28/29/30/31/32/33/34/35/36/37/38/39/40/41/42/43/44

45/46/47/48/49/50/51/52/53/54/55/56/57/58/59/60/61/62/63/64

65/66/67/68/69/70/71/72/73/74/75/76/77/78/79/80/81

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The feeling of an ice bag on her skin brought plenty of memories of when she sprained her ankle, even hissing a bit at the chilling pressure over her knuckles and fingers, “Thank you Penny.” she whispered, holding the ice pack against her hand and leaning back on the empty booths of the Hard Deck.

“Don’t mention it, let’s hope you didn’t sprain anything in that punch.” Penny jokes, sharing a comforting look with Rooster who stood to the side with his hands on his hips, looking like the worried boyfriend he usually was. After a few seconds standing close by he finally slid to sit down next to Bea, a quiet ‘let me see’ going past his lips as he carefully lifted the ice pack to see the damage.

It was red and purplish, but it wasn’t as bad as he thought it’d be, “I never punched anyone.” he heard her say, while gently brushing the pad of his thumb over the abrasion, “I think it was fitting he was the very first one.”

“Bea you scared the shit out of me.” Bradley confesses, furrowing his eyebrows, brown eyes meeting her green ones, “Not that I’m not proud of you, because I am, but holy shit babe. You just lunged at him like a fucking wild cat.” Rooster puts the ice pack back down on her knuckles, leaning up to kiss the side of her head, “I thought I wouldn’t be able to hold you back.”

Beatrice makes a quiet noise in her throat, looking down at her bruised hand with a little smile, “I know,I’m sorry.” she whispers, pushing herself closer to him as she recalled everything that happened hours before, her own gaze hardening into a glare, “He just…there was a lot he brought back and when he talked about you I just–I couldn’t really do much after that.”

Bradley frowns, hugging her close to himself and rubbing her arm up and down. She wasn’t upset by what Eric said about her? She was more upset about the accusations he spewed out? “I thought you’d be angrier about him saying those things about you.”

The brunette just shrugs the best she could with his arm around her shoulders, “I don’t really care much about what Eric says about me Roos. I know that he’s just saying it out of anger and trying to get to me…it just pissed me off when he said those things. When he spoke as if you–” she couldn’t even finish the sentence, narrowing her gaze onto the table where she placed her bag and phone, biting her lower lip, “I just don’t like when people say things about you, is all.”

God, he didn’t know how to reply. The fact this wasn’t the first time she defended him was making his heart flutter even more than normal. He closed his eyes, burying his nose in her brown hair, inhaling the sweet lavender scent in her scalp. His whole body was warm, he didn’t know how to even elaborate what he was feeling, all he knew was that Beatrice was more than he ever deserved.

First Chloe, then Eric. Both of them talked about her but she only reacted when his name was thrown in the mist. While he still despised Eric, while he still wanted to be the one who’d beat the shit out of him instead, he was so proud of her. It was one clean punch, straight to the nose, “Did Michael or Guillermo ever taught you some boxing moves? I know you said they were boxers for a while.”

Beatrice thinks on it for a second, looking down at her bruised hand, “Oh.” realization hits her alongside the memories, “They did. I completely…forgot about that.”

“Maybe that’s why it was powerful enough to knock him down.” Rooster comments with his lips still pressed on her hair, “You have the boxer dna within you.” Beatrice laughs softly, her cheeks reddening brighter in the areas the tears wiped down her makeup, thanking him for the compliment with her arm tucked to his side, “At least you did it after your birthday. It wouldn’t be nice to end it like that.”

“Yeah…” but he felt she wouldn’t be too bothered if it did happen before, just by the way she said that, “I guess it’s another thing I’ve dealt with.”

Pete approached the two after he and Penny decided to give them some space,his hands on his hips with a small smile, “So, how are we feeling kiddo? How’s your hand?”

“It’s not so bad.” Bea says, flexing her fingers just a bit for emphasis, wincing quietly “It hurt a lot more before.”

Mav nodded in response, sliding to sit down in front of them with his hands clasped together, smiling at how Bradley still hasn’t taken his arm from around her, keeping himself close at all times, “You did really good back there,” she smiles shyly at the compliment, “Honestly, the guy had no chance. You pack a strong punch in that small hand of yours,huh?” He could see his nephew was still tense by what happened, undoubtedly wanting to be the one that knocked Eric down.

But knowing Bradley’s size, especially his hands’ size, it was possible he’d do more damage than a broken nose. Add that to seeing your girlfriend’s abusive ex and he didn’t think Rooster would be able to see anything but red when dealing with Eric. Besides, this was something for Beatrice to deal with, it was her demons that she had to fight even if Bradley was protective about her and didn’t want her getting hurt.

Pete sent his nephew a knowing look, which in turn makes Rooster’s glare relax and his head pull back from Beatrice’s hair, leaning back on the seat while rubbing a hand down his face, rubbing his fingers over his mustache the same way Goose did when he was really upset. “You did good, but let’s hope it never happens again.” Mav smiles, making Beatrice beam up right back, her cheeks flexing in a little proud grin, “Are you two going home now?”

Rooster checks his watch, after a few more times running his index and thumb on the mustache, pursing his lips, “It’s nearing one in the morning.” he announces, looking down at Beatrice, “Do you want to go?”

His girlfriend looks to the side in thought, but then nods with a little tired smile, “Yeah,I think it’s best if we do.” Both Maverick and Bradley stood up at the same time, the younger pilot giving space for Beatrice to step out but never standing too far from her, a tall presence looming nearby so she could feel safe.

Both of them thanked Penny and Mav, waving them goodbye before marching to the Bronco. Beatrice stood to the side waiting for Rooster to unlock the doors, giving him a little grin that made one of his eyebrows go up, “What?” he questions, his own mouth curling into a confused smile, “What are you smiling at me for, gorgeous?”

Beatrice smiles even more, stepping closer to lean her head up and kiss his lips in a sweet lip lock, one he hummed happily once their lips touched, “I just love you.” she whispered, pecking him one more time for emphasis. Bradley just watched her step into the passenger side, looking away with his lower lip between his teeth, trying to fight back the smile without much success.

His anger is gone, completely, because of her. He had no idea how she did it, how she managed to melt the glaciers he kept around his heart before or how she could break past the anger walls but she did. “I forgot to say I love you too.” he announces once he’s inside the car as well, swallowing her soft giggle when he kisses her, pulling back with a wet smack as he turns the car on.

While he was calmer, he couldn’t help but look at the mirrors to check if there was anyone following them. That electric blue Corvette was glued on his mind now, he couldn’t just forget about it when it was so fresh in his mind. One of his hands landed on Beatrice’s thigh out of habit and out of protectiveness, squeezing the supple flesh as his girlfriend was busy looking outside the windows with a peaceful smile.

She looked really happy, besides what happened. Maybe she was right on getting rid of her demons, Eric was probably one of the worst ones. He hopes he never shows up again, if he does he is going to be the one dealing with that piece of shit, he hopes that he leaves Beatrice be. He was sure he was the one following Beatrice in the blank accounts, he was the one that asked Damon to ‘follow’ them after all why wouldn’t he do the same online? And the night they were at the beach, with Jolene, he had a feeling it was him hiding in the shadows.

He had to admit that the thought of Eric creeping by bothered him greatly. Even if Bea proved that she could handle him on her own if needed, he didn’t like it. He just had to pay extra attention now, whenever they went out, and check if they were alone there or not…he hoped Eric would stay on his corner, alone and wallowing in pain because Beatrice broke his nose.

Rooster also had to admit that the whole situation was…quite attractive. Beatrice wasn’t one to get into fights, avoided conflicts like the plague if she could, so to see her leap up and punch her ex - with the reason behind it being because he was talking horrible things about Rooster himself - was very...nice. Very nice. No, not nice, hot. It was kind of sexy seeing her so angry like that, hair a mess, lips curled into a snarl.

Oh God did he just discover a new kink?

Women that could possibly beat his ass? Not women, woman, Beatrice?

He blinked when the realization hit, then he rolled his lips into his mouth, nodding to himself. Yeah, he just found out a new kink. Maybe because he really liked when Beatrice was bolder or when she was more assertive…honestly he was starting to wonder if Bea herself wasn’t just his kink because anything she did he found incredibly appealing.

Once he rolled right next to her brand new red Jeep, that thing was almost the size of his own car but he loved how happy Beatrice was when she got it, he opened the passenger door for her to step out, “Careful with your hand,” he says, closing the door behind her, “Let me open the door for you.”

“I can open with my other hand,Roos.” but he grabs the keys from her unbruised hand after pecking her lips, making Beatrice’s lips curl into a smile as she watches him unlock her front door, greeting Jolene whose nails clicked on the wooden floors excitedly as she bounced around. Beatrice followed soon after, her intonation going higher as she looked down at Jolene who was still shaking wildly with happiness upon seeing them again, leaning down to pet her dog after pushing the door closed.

She wandered into the kitchen, not surprised to see him already placing some ice cubes inside a plastic bag then covering it with a towel, making it a little baggie that she could put on her bruised hand, “I’ll put the cake in the fridge, you keep this on your hand,” he traded the ice baggie for the styrofoam box she was holding - making a face when he saw it was being held by her hurt hand - and put it into the fridge.

Beatrice’s smile only got wider, gently lowering the ice bag on her hand with a quiet hiss of pain, clenching her eyes as the coldness spread from her knuckles to the tips of her fingers, leaning her butt on the sink’s counter as Rooster busied himself. She heard a very quiet ‘crunch’ coming from where he was, which immediately made Beatrice smile, “Did you just get a piece of chocolate?”

His cheek was stuffed when he closes the fridge’s door, “No.” but it sounded like a ‘mnfno’ since he did have a big chunk of chocolate between his teeth, “It’s not my fault it’s so good.” he explains once he’s done chewing it, licking his lips to get rid of any chocolate stains on the pink plush flesh.

“I’m not going to get mad at you for sneaking a bite, Roos.” she says gently, tilting her head at him, “I know how much you like chocolate.”

“I do like it a little bit.” he chose to ignore her ‘a little bit?’ with a smile on his face, stepping closer to place his hands on her wide hips, rubbing the area soothingly, “How are you feeling?”

Beatrice inhales, tilting her head to meet his eyes with her smile still present, “Honestly?” he nods for her to go on, “I feel really good. I really do feel good, Roos. Even if some stuff happened,” she holds her bruised hand for him to see, “I don’t think I could’ve had a better birthday celebration.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, absolutely.” she nods for emphasis, “There was nothing I’d’ve changed, you know? I…I had so much fun and there were people that I cared about there and you and Evelyn organized it for me. And honestly it was the nicest thing someone ever did for me, probably ever.”

Bradley’s gaze softened, his fingers pinching the bottom of her blouse, running the pads on the seam “You deserve something like that more often. You deserve to be celebrated.” Beatrice’s cheeks immediately turn bright red over his words, but she keeps her eyes on him. She’s been taking compliments a lot better now, not moving her gaze away shyly when being told so.

“Thank you, Roos.” she whispers softly, meeting his lips halfway in a soft kiss, smiling with her eyes closed when he pressed several butterfly kisses on her lips, wrapping his arms around her waist.

“I had something else planned, another gift for you.” he murmured, “I know you said you didn’t want any but…” Beatrice peeks one eye open, pulling her head back enough to tilt it in confusion, “I couldn’t help myself.” he steps back to offer his hand, which she grabs immediately, letting him guide her up the staircase onto the loft area, guiding her to sit on the bed, “Close your eyes.”

Beatrice hesitates with a little smirk, but eventually does, fluttering her eyes shut as she hears his feet thudding back downstairs, the obvious latch of the doggy gate being set up and closed - her cheeks already reddening just by that - before he rushes back. Beatrice waits for him to say something, but he doesn’t, she knows he’s there, she feels his presence and smells his cologne. There’s something with weight being placed on her lap, “Okay, open them.”

She blinks her eyes open, trying to regain her vision, seeing the mid size red gift box there, “You didn’t have to get me anything, Roos.” she says while pulling the golden bow apart to lift the lid. She didn’t know what he got for her, she didn’t say anything about it. She however, widens her eyes when she sees what it is, “Oh…my God.” she places a hand over her mouth, her cheeks flexing up in a smile.

Rooster watched her pick the object up with a grin, sitting down next to her so he could admire it further. It may not seem much, but he knew that for Beatrice it meant the world: a statue of Ripley with Newt, just like the Aliens poster, in so much detail she could even see the texture in Ripley’s pants, “Did you like it?”

“Rooster, this–” she gingerly picks it up, the bag of ice falling by her feet with a wet sound, completely ignoring her bruised hand to hold it close to her eyes, gently brushing the pad of her index on Ripley’s face, Newt’s hair and the xenomorph creeping behind the two, “This is heavy…Rooster, I–”

“You can put it in your office/art room when we move.” He mentioned it to her when they saw the house, since it had several rooms that could be used, that she should keep one for her to paint and do everything art related. She didn’t agree with it then, but he had a feeling she would now, “I figured you’d like it.”

“Rooster, this is a Japanese figurine.” she whispers in pure amazement, “These are extremely rare to get here.” she wasn’t being ungrateful, absolutely not, he knew, especially how she was holding the statue so close to her chest, “How did you–”

“It was a bit hard since this one was one of the three last in stock, but you just have to be quick about it.” he shrugs, the corner of his mouth lifting in a smirk, “And so I got it.”

Beatrice looked from Rooster to the figurine, then back to her boyfriend, holding it close to her chest in a hug, “Thank you….I…” she looked back down at Ripley’s face, smiling, “For everything, Roos. Really, not only because of this, but you know…what I mean.” he smiles more, scooting closer to kiss her cheek, watching as she places the figurine back inside the box, “I’ll keep this one safe until we move.” She got the tingles saying it outloud, standing up to place the box inside her armoire, pushing it to the corner so it wouldn’t occupy too much space.

When she turns back around he’s still on the bed, leaning on his arms with his legs spread…looking so good, he should be illegal. Beatrice bites her lower lip, walking closer to him and meeting his low lid gaze, his body already adjusting to give her space so she could straddle his lap. Once she sat down and his arms immediately went to hold her waist, he pressed a kiss under her jaw, humming deep in his throat, “There was something else I had planned…but with your hand like that…”

“Will I need my hand for this thing you are planning?”

He thinks on it for a second, pausing his lips, “Well…no.” Finally he replies, pulling his head back to prop his chin on her cleavage, the soft tissue cushioning his head, “But I wouldn’t want you to get hurt even more.”

Beatrice smiles, lifting her good hand to cup the side of his face, then leaning down to kiss his lips, rubbing her thumb on his cheekbone, “I’m not going to get hurt, Roos…you aren’t going to hurt me.” Those words held a lot more weight than just the physical aspect, she meant it emotionally too. It was…crazy this connection they had, that happened so quickly and yet so naturally. He knew that this type of trust she wasn’t able to get with…that person…so to hear that from her, especially considering everything he’s been through himself was more than special to him.

Bradley smiled, with his chin still on her breasts, lowering enough for him to kiss the upper part of her cleavage, “Okay.” he places his hands under her thighs, so he could pick her up and they switch places on the bed, her brown hair spilling over the sheets as he hovers above her body, “If you insist.”

“You did grab the dog gate.” she murmurs, lifting her arms to hug his neck, “So I don’t think I’m the one who insisted, Rooster.”

He didn’t reply, he just smirked and lowered his face to her neck.

–

Beatrice hummed happily, snuggling closer to Bradley’s body as she felt his fingers running up and down her spine, her smile only widening when he lowered the hand just enough to touch the dimples above her butt then go back up, “I liked this gift too.”

His chest jolts with a laugh, “You know, so did I. It’s so good to have gifts that we both can enjoy.” he jokes, dropping a kiss to the top of her head and then pulling back to look down at her face, “How’s your hand?”

“It’s fine. I barely feel anything now.” her body was just so deliciously spent and tingly she couldn’t care less if her hand was hurting anymore, “You are pretty good at distracting me.”

“I do my best, pretty girl.” he replies with a grin, kissing her hair once more, “Anything to have you relaxed.”

“Hm…you know what I noticed?”

“What?”

Beatrice lifts her head from his chest to meet his eyes, “We are going to move into the house next week.” she says, “And we packed…literally nothing.” she looks around her still furnished room, biting her lower lip, “We might work on getting everything done now, you know?”

Shit he completely forgot about that, “...damn you are right.” He couldn't help the ‘I’m not nervous but I kind of am’ laugh that goes past his lips, running his fingers through the sandy brown strands and arching his eyebrows to his hairline, “We better start it tomorrow,I can help you.”

“And I can help you.” she adds quickly, “You won’t have time during the week, Brad…so the more help you get the better,right?” his eyes swiftly move to her bruised hand, but Beatrice just gives him another look, “I’m fine. Nothing I can’t handle.”

His worried glance softened, a proud smile spreading over his lips as his hand came up to rub her cheek, “Of course, pretty girl. Just don’t force yourself too much.” she nodded, leaning into his palm as he kept his eyes on her. Damn they were going to move in together…next week it happened so fast, it didn’t even seem possible how quickly time went by. But he was excited, he was happy, he was going to live with Beatrice and then…well, then they could work on the very next step.

He was still organizing everything, he hoped that by the end of the week - at best the end of next week- he’d be able to write everything down. “We are still going to christen every room in that house.”

Beatrice laughs quietly, leaning on a hand the same way he was, her hair tumbling to the side, “Maybe not every room, right? The guest rooms can escape.” her boyfriend just arches his eyebrow at her, almost like a challenge, “Bradley Nicholas, you are terrible.”

“God I love when you say my full name like that,” he says with a smile, “But yes,I am and I plan to keep that in mind until we actually do it.” Beatrice giggles with her cheeks red, an endearing sight he could never get tired of, “Are you excited?”

“I’m super excited.” she smiles, her eyes shining when she answers him, “I can’t wait really. I…I’m happy. I’m very happy.”

“Me too.” he says once he adjusts himself on the bed, eventually falling back down on the mattress with a sigh, “But we have to sleep it’s…” he lifts his phone, squinting at the brightness and then blinking once his eyes get used to it, “Two fifteen in the morning. We have a lot of things to do tomorrow.”

Beatrice nods, but her smile just gets bigger as she leans closer to his face and kisses his lips over and over, “Okay.” she says against his mouth, biting his lower lip just enough to make him groan a ‘don’t do that’ under his breath, “See you tomorrow.”

“You are evil.” she hears once she falls back on the bed with her back to him, her bare, naked back. Beatrice looks over her shoulder with a grin, one that he just couldn’t stand anymore, “You are so evil.” his arms immediately wrap around her waist, tugging her closer to his chest, making a squeak break out of her mouth and his lips immediately land on the curve of her jaw.

“Sleep, Roos.” she tries to say between soft laughing, lifting her good hand to run her fingers through the strands while his head is still pressed to her neck, “You just said so didn’t you?” he groans in agreement, not letting her go. Eventually she hears his breathing go even, he always fell asleep first no matter the time, looking back just enough to see those long lashes dusting over his cheekbones and his mouth partially open, eyelids moving as he dreamed.

Beatrice just smiled softly, craning her neck enough to press a kiss to his cheek, then dropped her head back down onto the pillow, rubbing his hand that was right on top of her stomach. The thin hairs on the back of his fingers and hand tickled the pads as she brushed the limb slowly, almost as if she wanted him to sleep even harder than normal. Beatrice inhales deeply, closing her eyes with a smile, once again thanking whoever made it possible for all of this to happen.

It seemed like she was turning a page, a fresh new beginning with the man she loved and who loved her just as much. She almost felt like crying, having to bite her lower lip to prevent any sounds from leaving her mouth, but she smiled wider, hearing his soft snoring from behind her and thinking how she couldn’t wait for whatever it was coming their way.

She was sure they’d be ready.

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