#currently leaning towards yes but hmmm would like other opinions

[leviackermanscleaningbuddy]

BTS DRABBLE-OT7

Contrary to peoples' opinions-surrounding the fact that you're dating seven men that belong to the mafia-you're not helpless. You can defend yourself. But a close brush with some dangerous people has your boyfriends questioning that fact-wondering if you can protect yourself enough-and true to their natures, they're not going to stand idly by if you're in any sort of danger whatsoever.

Tags: BTS, Bangtan Boys, Bangtan Seonyendan, Bulletproof Boy Scouts, Beyond the Scene, BTS Drabble, OT7, BTS x you, BTS x reader, OT7 x reader, OT7 x you, Poly!BTS, Mafia Au, Angst, Fluff, Kim Seokjin, Min yoongi, Jung hoseok, Kim namjoon, Park Jimin, Kim taehyung, Jeon Jungkook

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Title: Protect You

The garden that surrounds the mansion is usually quiet this time of morning-the sound of birds just starting to sing their songs, the trickle of the fountain that runs down into a meandering stream through the trees-but this morning, the clear morning air is broken by the harsh, insistent sound of a squeaky toy.

"Tannie, Tannie!" You hold aloft the rubber duck and squeak it once more enthusiastically, the small dog dancing around your feet-eyes bright, ears perked, tongue lolling-as he waits for you to toss the toy once more. "You want it? Go get it!"

You throw the duck across the open space of the courtyard and the dog streaks off in a flash of black and tan fur, tiny legs churning, as he barks happily, chasing after the bouncing rubber toy.

You sit back down on the bench, slightly laughing to yourself at the dog's almost maniacal enthusiasm, and reach out a hand to caress Holly's head where he sits beside you, paws folded neatly, on the stone seat beneath the shade of the fruit trees.

"To have that kind of energy, eh, Holly?" You ask gently, glancing over at the older poodle, who gives you a slight wag of his tale, pink tongue hanging past his lips, though he has been doing nothing but sitting in the shade. You stroke his head affectionately, rubbing his soft, silky ears between your fingers. "Yeah, I know. I like the shade better too."

Tannie appears back at your feet again, panting hard, dark eyes glittering, as he proudly drops the duck he has retrieved at the toes of your sneakers.

"Good boy, Tan!" You exclaim, leaning over to pet the other dog, as he dances in place and his tail wags furiously at your praise. "You brought me your toy! You're so good. You did so good."

You stand from the bench, reaching down to round up the toys Yeontan has been playing with, and Holly rises-stretching languidly-beside you, as you glance between both eagerly waiting dogs and ask, "You guys want some water? Wanna go inside and take a break for awhile? Let's go get some water."

Yeontan, circling your feet, yips happily and bounds toward the back door, leading the way back toward the house, as you glance back to make sure Holly is following-albeit a slower pace-behind the two of you.

And that's when the pair of men step out from behind the trees that line the tall wall that surrounds the property.

The shorter one grins at you, hands stuffed deep into the pockets of his slacks, and flicks the toothpick he holds between his teeth around with a light twitch of his tongue. "Hello there, Mrs. Kim."

You watch the pair warily, as they continue to advance toward you on slow, stalking footsteps. "Gentlemen. Can I ask what you're doing in my garden?"

The man who had spoke before-the one with the long greasy hair tied at the nape of his neck-spits his toothpick onto the ground and arches a brow in your direction, hands still hidden in his pockets, though his shoulders raise slightly as he gives you a casual shrug. "Just out for a walk. Thought we'd stop in for a visit."

Holly growls at your feet, hackles raised, as the two men step closer still, and you reach down to pick him up, sheltering him in your arms, as you ask calmly, "Really? Because I don't recall that we've ever met."

"Oh, we haven't." The man replies, flicking a finger toward his taller counterpart, who has yet to speak. At his motion, his partner circles to your other side, so that you're now backed into a corner of the garden-the men on either side-and no easy escape in sight. "But we've met your husband many times." He flashes you a dangerous grin that has your insides squirming.

They're referring to Namjoon, you're sure of that. That's always been the agreement between the eight of you-you belong to all of them-but Namjoon is the public face of the relationship.

"He's never mentioned you." You state simply, trying to keep any micro expressions off your face that might hint at the fact that you're starting to get nervous. Your eyes flick toward the back door of the house, about a hundred yards away and blocked by the trees.

"Hmmm." The man leans beside you on one of the tree trunks, and you can almost taste his sweat and his rumpled suit jacket smells of damp and something resembling smoke and cat piss. "Really? Odd." He cocks his head, and his dark eyes hold a dangerous glint, as he reaches up to stroke a finger down the side of your face, Holly baring his teeth in your arms at his close proximity. "Speaking of, where is our good friend Mr. Kim? Away at work?"

There's no use trying to lie. You know-by the way he's watching you, and the stupid leer that crosses the other man's face-that they already know quite well that Namjoon isn't here.

"Yes." You nod, just barely, and jerk your skin away from the man's still trailing finger. "He had business in the city today."

"Oh, well that's too bad." The man clucks his tongue against his teeth in a display of fake disappointment, and his eyes darken as his gaze sweeps down your body. "It's a shame we missed him." He grins wickedly. "I guess you'll just have to tell him we stopped by and relay our message for us."

Before you can react, the shorter man has grabbed your wrists in clammy fingers, Holly frantically barking and snapping in your arms as he closes in on the two of you.

"Get the damn dog out of here." The man barks, struggling to maintain his grip on you as he dodges Holly's flashing teeth.

The taller man rips Holly from your arms and tosses him across the garden away from the three of you, and though he yelps, you're grateful they've released him and not tried to harm him.

Because the pit in your stomach is telling you you won't be so lucky.

The shorter man, his grip on your wrists still tight and painful, has become distracted in that moment, watching his partner toss Holly, and you take the opportunity to slam your shoe down hard on his foot.

He yelps, releasing you for the briefest second, and that's all the time you need to dart past him and toward the door of the house.

You hear the man swear behind you and yell something to the taller man about catching you before you make it inside, but all you can focus on is not tripping and tangling yourself in the foliage as you sprint toward the house.

Your salvation is within maybe ten yards, when the taller man catches up with you.

He catches your wrist and before you can make a sound, slams you with the weight of his body back against the stucco wall of the house, right beside the back door and your only bid for freedom.

You're all breathing hard when the shorter man reaches the two of you, fire blazing behind the dark rings of his irises.

"Stupid bitch." He growls out between loose lips, before hitting you hard across the face with the palm of his hand.

The slap sends your head careening back against the stone wall behind you and leaves your cheek stinging, and as you orient yourself once more-still breathing hard-you can taste the copper sheen of blood on your tongue from your newly split lip.

The man reaches for the buckle of his belt, still glaring at you, and spits on the ground at your feet, before he addresses the taller man who still holds you pinned against the wall. "Hold her still. I think it's time we taught Boss Kim and his little bitch here a long overdue lesson."

The taller man nods, and the way his fingers tighten around your wrists has you wincing slightly.

"Now." The other man steps up to you, and the stench of his warm, putrid breath washing across your face has you feeling as if you're about to vomit. His fingers close on either side of your chin and wrench your gaze up to his own. He smirks wickedly. "I hope you know, I'm going to enjoy this."

You spit in his face violently, saliva and blood mixing into a pink spittle that splashes across his face, which instantly darkens, as he releases your chin and raises his hand into the air to once again deliver a stinging blow.

And then, the sound of a gun cocking has everyone freezing in their tracks.

"What the-" The man glances at his counterpart, who has gone still and is staring with wide eyes beyond his shoulder line, and then directs his gaze in the same direction behind the three of you.

The scene he's met with instantly has his previously venomous gaze filling with terror.

Yoongi's finger is steady on the trigger as he holds the gun on the two men, features dark and deceptively treacherously calm as Jin flanks one of his sides, Hobi on the other-and their faces are just as unreadable and blank-though you know there is a dark, dangerous current of emotions brewing just beneath that calm surface.

Jungkook, Taehyung, and Jimin complete the half circle surrounding your attackers, and glancing at the absolute and utter fear on the two men's faces, you can't blame them.

Looking down the ready, waiting barrels of six guns would make anybody-no matter how brave-wet themselves where they stood.

"I told you the truth." You speak into the suddenly electric silence that has fallen over the group, and your assailant glances back at you, as if he had forgotten you were there, mouth agape, eyes wide. You offer him an innocent smile. "Namjoon is at work. But I didn't say the other six were."

The sound of another gun cocking into position has the two men whirling back to face the circle of men surrounding you.

Taehyung's finger finds the trigger of his pistol, and-normally warm eyes dark-his lips quirk upward into just the hint of a humorless smirk as he stares down the two men beside you, and when he speaks, his voice is cold and absolutely murderous as he parrots back the words the intruder had used just moments before.

"I hope you know, I'm going to enjoy this."

**********

"What happened."

It isn't a question as Namjoon strides into the room, loosening his tie as he enters, usually unruffled attitude an odd mixture of humming danger and worry.

Yoongi glances up from where he sits in the corner, polishing his gun, and grunts out darkly, "Couple of goonies thought they'd get the upper hand and take out the boss's wife."

You can tell, by the way his normally controlled movements are jerky on the barrel of the weapon, that he is still worked up.

Namjoon crosses the room to where you sit on the sofa, coming to stand before you and the boys that surround you, though Jimin doesn't look up at him, focusing on cleaning the wound that cuts across your bottom lip.

"Ouch!" You hiss out as he hits a particularly tender spot with the antiseptic, jerking back from him, as he meets your gaze and offers you a slightly apologetic look as Hobi, who sits beside you, arm around your shoulders, gives you a comforting pat on the hand.

Namjoon crouches down and ignoring Jimin, pushes past the younger man, eyes softening slightly as he runs his thumb carefully over your split lip and up the purple bruising that is just starting to show on your cheekbone. "Whoever did this, I'll make them pay. I swear it."

You lean your cheek into the palm of his hand, his skin warmed by the afternoon sun, and offer him the hint of a smile, though it hurts your lip to do so. "I know you will."

"What do we do if this happens again, Namjoon?" Jin asks from where he is leaning against the desk, watching the interaction between the two of you with careful gaze. His hands are buried deep in his pockets, and he shifts from one foot to the other, brow furrowed as he regards the younger man. "If next time-"

"There's not going to be a next time." Namjoon cuts him off abruptly, standing up once more, as he sends the other man a hard look. "This is never going to happen again."

"But what if it does." Jungkook speaks up, and his normally large doe eyes are flashing with anger, irises no longer warm, but dark, as he slams his palms down in frustration on the desk his elder leans upon. "What if it does happen again, hyung? What then? We can't keep putting her in danger like this."

"I'm really fine-" You start to protest, speaking around Jimin's fingers, who has moved back into position to keep cleaning the long cut on your lips. His fingertips press into the plush skin of your mouth, effectively cutting off your words with a gentle admonishment.

He tilts his head and stares at you, full lips curving into a gentle smile, eyes crinkling, making you feel slightly better in the way only Jimin can, and when he speaks, his voice is gentle, just like his touch.

"No one is doubting you can take care of yourself, baby girl." His fingers caress the line of your jaw and his gaze is thoughtful. "We just don't want to put you in situations where you have to."

"Hyung." Taehyung steps up beside Namjoon, who is now staring out the large window behind the desk and down onto the gardens below, and when his hand rests on the leader's arm, you note that his fingers are still speckled with blood from the stand off earlier.

When he speaks again, the deep timbre of his voice shakes slightly, as if he's still so pissed off that he can hardly control himself. "Those sons of bitches almost touched her. If we hadn't been here-"

You wince at his choice of words, because he's right. Without them, you would have been left to an incredibly dark fate at the hands of the two intruders.

"I'm with Jungkook." Yoongi finally speaks up once more, and he stands from the corner, laying his now sparkling gun aside, as he approaches Namjoon and Taehyung, still silhouetted against the window. He heaves a sigh and glances in your direction, before addressing Namjoon seriously. "She needs to be able to protect herself. God forbid, there's another time, but if there is, we can't just leave her defenseless."

You can tell that Namjoon does not take the older man's opinion lightly, and you can visibly see him weighing his hyung's words before his shoulders slump in defeat, and he lets out a tired sigh. "All right."

He strides across the room again and crouches down in front of where you sit once more, long legs folded beneath his body, as his eyes meet yours in a firm gaze. He reaches out to take your chin in his hand, in a much gentler, much more loving grip than the man had used earlier, and his lips purse into a serious, stern line, before he intones quietly, eyes soft, "It's time to teach you a few things, darling."

******

The first thing you can think when Jin leads you into the armory and you see all the weapons lining the walls is holy shit.

The second thing is how have you never noticed how many different guns the men you love have at their disposal?

"So, you've got your assaults, your machines," Jin gestures to each rack of guns as you pass by on your tour, Jungkook trailing along behind the two of you, sometimes running loving fingers up certain weapons as you walk by. "Pistols, handguns, snipers, rocket launchers-"

"Have you guys used all of these guns?" You ask, mouth agape, as you glance around the huge room full of deadly weapons.

"No way." Jungkook shakes his head, bounding up to stand beside you, as he slings an arm around your shoulders and gives you a deceivingly innocent bunny smile, as if he's not talking about guns that kill people. "Some of these are specialized. We have to hire professionals for those."

"Aren't you professionals?" You question curiously, grinning slightly as Jungkook laughs at your query.

"Okay. Eventually, you can pick what feels most comfortable for you, princess." Jin reappears from another smaller room, cocking and loading a small handgun into his palm, as he approaches you and Jungkook. "However, we're going to start small for now."

He offers the gun to you, and you hesitate only a moment, before reaching out and taking the gun from him. The metal feels cold against your palm, as you fingering the gun, trying to get used to the weight.

A low whistle sounds from the entrance of the room, and you glance up as Taehyung enters, eyes scanning the racks of guns almost fondly, as he states lightly, "Look at all the pretties."

Jin sighs from beside you, rolling his eyes, though you catch the hint of a smile, before his expression becomes neutral again. "Can you please stop talking about assault rifles the same way you talk about shoes, Kim Taehyung?"

Taehyung smirks and winks at you, eyebrow cocked cheekily, as he reaches your side and throws his arms around you and Jungkook's shoulders. "C'mon hyung, lighten up. You know our girl's gonna be a natural." He chucks you playfully under the chin. "Right, sweetheart?"

You shrug, still trying to get used the feeling of the gun in the palm of your hand. "I dunno. I hope so?"

Jin takes your hand in his and leans over to press a kiss to the side of your forehead. "I'd believe him if I were you. He's uncannily good at predicting what other people are good at."

Taehyung grins at the praise. "Yeah! Like I can tell you that I predict that Jungkookie is gonna be shit at Fortnite when we play later tonight."

"Hey." Jungkook leans around you to try and catch Taehyung with his fist as the older boy laughs.

"All right, all right." Jin berates them lightly, though you can tell he's trying not to grin at the younger boys antics. He waves toward you and the gun you still hold in your hand. "Let's get (Y/N) to the shooting range then."

Taehyung slings his arm once more around your shoulders as you all follow Jin toward the range. "Trust me, sweetheart." He offers you the hint of a soft smile and squeezes your fingers between his own. "You're gonna get so good, next time those bastards try anything, they won't know what hit them before you blow their brains out."

[fruitcoops]

Could you maybe write a “73 questions with Sirius Black” Vogue one? Or something like that.

Yes! I had never seen these videos before and it was a fun challenge to write. Hope you enjoy! Sweater Weather credit goes to @lumosinlove!

The house is large, two stories tall and painted a soft gray with white trim around the windows. Holiday lights have yet to be taken down and shine in all colors of the rainbow from the eaves as the camera crew walks up the front steps. The curtains in the window tremble for a moment, then a dog pokes her head through—she is all-black and curious, and looks quite large.

Dorcas Meadowes knocks on the front door; a moment later, it swings open and reveals Sirius Black. “Hey, guys, come on in! You can leave your shoes by the door inside.”

“Thanks, Sirius.” Dorcas kicks off her flats and follows him inside as he sets a dish towel on the end table and leans against it. “How are you today?”

“I’m doing pretty well. Morning practice was productive and I’m feeling good about our upcoming game.”

“We’re here today to ask you 73 rapid-fire questions while you lead us around. Sound good?”

“Sounds good. You can all come inside instead of freezing on the porch,” he laughs, waving them closer. The door shuts with a gentle click.

“First question: on a scale of 1-10, how excited are you about life right now?”

“Hmmm. A solid seven.”

“Do you have any pets?”

“I do!” Sirius leads them into the other room, where the dog is curled up on the couch below the window; he picks her up and gives her a kiss on the head. “This is Hattie and I love her very much.”

“Cute! If you could do a dramatic love scene in a movie with anyone, who would it be?”

Sirius sets the dog down and thinks for a second. “Aside from my fiancé, I’m going to say James Potter. We would kill it and I don’t think it would be that awkward.”

“What’s the origin of your name?”

“Pretty much my whole family has star-themed names. Sirius is the dog star from Canis Major.”

“Brightest star in the sky, too. What’s one thing people don’t know about you?”

“I’m an introvert. Lots of people assume that I’m super social because of my job, but I’m very quiet in real life.” He walks back out to the entrance and takes the towel off the table, then moves into the kitchen. It’s well-lit and painted a deep, warm red. The countertop is scattered with knickknacks and picture frames—clearly, this is a place people spend a lot of time. Hattie, who followed them in, lays down by the oven with a heavy sigh.

“What’s your wakeup ritual?”

Sirius reaches up and pulls two mugs out of the cupboard. “I wake up around seven am and make coffee while Re is in the shower, then rinse off and get dressed while he makes breakfast. It’s a good system. Want some tea?”

“Sure. What’s your bedtime ritual?”

“I don’t think I have one,” he says as he puts the kettle on and ignites a burner on the stove. “Usually we read or watch a movie, then go up to bed and talk for a while. There’s not a big routine or anything.”

“Sounds nice. What’s your favorite time of day?” Dorcas sits on the other side of the kitchen island while he takes a box of peppermint tea down.

“That’s a tough one. I like the in-between spots, like just after sunrise or dusk. Three in the afternoon is usually pretty chill as well. Does anyone else want a cup?”

There are a few murmurs behind the camera and he takes two more down. “What is one thing no one knows about you?” Dorcas asks.

He raises an eyebrow. “If I told you, everyone would know, and it wouldn’t count.”

“Fair enough. Dream country to visit?”

“Anywhere. I think I want to go to Ireland first, though.” Small wisps of steam begin curling out of the kettle, but it doesn’t whistle.

“Do you ever feel pressure to post things on social media?”

Sirius makes a face. “I used to. Eventually I just got tired of it, you know? The whole point of social media is sharing bits of your life with people and it makes me happy to show off my dog, or Re, or my friends. I post things just for fun now.”

The kettle begins to hiss and he reaches back to turn it off. “Sneakers or skates?”

“Skates.”

“Vintage or new?

“Vintage, especially for t-shirts and sweaters.”

“Who is your biggest role model?”

“Pascal Dumais.” Sirius stops pouring for a moment to look up at the camera. “If you ever get a chance to meet him, listen to what he has to say. You’ll be better for it.”

“Wise words. How do you deal with negativity? Oh, thank you.” Dorcas wraps her hands around the mug and takes a small sip while Sirius passes the other ones to the crew.

“Honestly? I don’t give a shit. It used to really bother me, but I’m happy, I have a job I love, and my family cares about me. Why should I care what people I’ve never met think of me?” He sits on the counter and rests his elbows on his knees, blowing on the hot water.

“What are three things you can’t live without?”

“My dog, Remus, and my family.” There is no hesitation in his voice.

“Not hockey?”

“I’d be devastated if I couldn’t play, sure, but it’s not the central focus of my life anymore.”

“What’s one ingredient you put in everything?”

“Does salt count?” He winces as he takes a drink. “Ugh, burned my tongue. I put salt on a lot of things because I drink so much water that it throws my balance off.”

“What is something you’re completely bored of right now?”

Sirius rolls his eyes. “Gossip columns and tabloids in general.”

Dorcas hums in agreement. “What’s your biggest fear in life?”

“Losing my loved ones.”

“Window or aisle seat?”

“Window. Anyone walking by always steps on my foot or hits my elbow if I’m in the aisle. Plus, I get a good view and an easy nap spot.”

“What’s your current TV obsession?”

“Avatar: The Last Airbender, which I’m watching for the third time already.” He shakes his head. “It’s just so good.”

“Favorite app?”

He takes a second to think. “Spotify.”

“Secret talent?”

Sirius looks at her over the rim over his cup. “This is going to shock you. Ready?”

“Ready.”

“Hockey.”

“You’re the worst.” Despite her words, Dorcas smiles. “What the most adventurous thing you’ve done in your life?”

“Uh, probably going to Europe with some of the guys last year. We had a lot of fun, but it was crazy.”

“I can imagine it was. How would you define yourself in three words?”

“Tall, dark, and handsome.”

“And apparently not humble,” Dorcas teases. “Favorite piece of clothing?”

“Hoodies.”

“Clothing item everyone should have?”

“Hoodies.”

A door opens behind them and the camera turns; Remus walks out of the basement, covered in sweat as he wipes his forehead with the hem of his shirt and holds his skates in his other hand. “Baby, have you seen…” he trails off when he sees the group of people in the kitchen. Hattie’s tail thumps on the floor. “Um. Hello.”

“Hey, Remus, how are you doing?” Dorcas asks mildly.

The camera pans out to catch both Sirius, who is laughing quietly, and Remus, who flushes pink. “I’m good. I thought you were coming at ten?”

“It’s ten-thirty, sweetheart,” Sirius says, hiding his smile in his tea.

Remus glances at the clock before giving an awkward nod and walking toward the stairs. “I guess I’ll take a shower, then. Sorry about that. Uh, carry on.”

“What’s a superpower you would want?” Dorcas asks as soon as he disappears.

Sirius shakes his head with a grin. “Uh, teleportation. That would be really cool.”

“What’s inspiring you in life right now?”

“Ah, une grande question.” He thinks, then tilts his head toward the staircase. “Moments like that. And the Stanley Cup, of course.” He reaches back and knocks on the wooden cupboard.

“What cause is closest to your heart?”

“LGBT+ rights, especially trans rights. I’m privileged enough to have a platform and I intend to be loud as hell about that.”

“Good.” Dorcas sets her almost-empty mug on the table. “What’s one thing you’d say to your teenage self?”

Sirius lets out a long breath and drums his hands on the light blue ceramic of his cup. “I would say…it gets better. It really, really does. You’re going to feel super shitty for just a little bit longer, but then I promise you will be so incredibly happy that you wake up every morning and it hits you all over again.”

Dorcas nods, and the kitchen is quiet for a moment. “What’s a book that everyone should read?”

“The Hobbit, by J.R.R Tolkien.”

“What would you like to be remembered for?”

“This is going to sound so corny, but I want to be remembered for just being a good person.”

“That’s not corny. How do you define beauty?”

“Remus Lupin.”

“That’s corny,” she laughs, making him smile. “What do you love most about your body?”

“I’m a big guy, which can be a little bit intimidating, but it means I give really great hugs. I’m sure everyone saw the video that went around a while ago.”

“Cap Cuddles?”

He snorts. “Right. You’ve got Finn O’Hara to thank for that.”

“In your opinion, what’s the best way to take a rest or decompress?”

“Being alone,” Sirius says. “There is literally nothing better than getting home and sitting down with a book or something while I can hear Re doing his own thing and Hattie’s napping. It’s one of my favorite parts of the afternoon.”

“That’s the most introverted thing you’ve ever said.” Dorcas grins and finishes her tea just as a faint beeping noise begins in another room. “What’s your favorite way to experience art?”

“Through music, for sure.” He slides off the counter and walks down the hall, leading them toward the laundry room. He gives the camera crew a look as he pulls dry clothes out of the machine and heads back to the living room. “What? Did you think I didn’t do my own laundry?”

“You lost a sock,” Dorcas informs him, picking it off the ground and laying it on top of his head.

“Thanks, D.”

“What question do people ask that you wish they wouldn’t?”

“Lots of people have asked me when I decided to be gay, which is wrong on so many levels.”

“If you could master one instrument, what would it be?”

“Guitar or piano.” He dumps the load of laundry on the couch and opens the back door, holding it for the crew as they walk out into the sunshine. Hattie weaves through their legs and disappears into the bushes along the back.

“I might have to take your dog home with me. If you had a tattoo, where would it be?”

Sirius mock-glares at her. “Let me have my girl! Um, I would love to have a tattoo somewhere on my arm.”

“This might be a hard one. Dolphins or koalas?”

“Oh, that is hard. Probably dolphins. The ocean is terrifying but those little guys are just having a blast.”

“What’s the best gift you’ve ever received?” Dorcas asks as he picks up a tennis ball and throws it across the yard. Hattie emerges from the bushes and races after it in a blur of black fur.

“An engagement ring.”

“Yeah, it was.” Remus walks into the backyard and kisses Sirius’ cheek before bending down to catch Hattie in his arms. His hair is still damp from the shower. “Hello, sweet girl!”

“Who’s your favorite musician?”

“Queen.” Sirius laughs at her surprised look. “I’m gay, what did you expect?”

“True. What’s your favorite board game?”

“Monopoly.” Remus and Hattie disappear from the frame, but the bouncing sound of the tennis ball creates some background noise and Sirius watches them for a moment with pure affection.

“Favorite color?”

“Blue.”

“Least favorite color?”

“Orange.”

“Bowties or knot ties?”

He frowns. “Don’t they all have knots?”

“Smartass.”

“Yep! Uh, regular ties.”

“Bowties are superior!” Remus calls.

“Get your own questions!” Sirius laughs.

“Going off your music answers: records or CDs?”

“I don’t own a lot of records, so I’m going to have to go with CDs. I love the way vinyl sounds, though.” His eyes widen as he looks to the side. “Are you okay?”

“Fine,” Remus wheezes. “I didn’t need those ribs anyway.”

“For the viewers, the dog just football-tackled him into the grass,” Sirius says, and Dorcas snorts.

“Your hair is famously luscious. Blow-dry or air-dry?”

“Air dry.”

“Coffee or tea?”

“Coffee, but tea is nice in the evenings.”

“What’s the weirdest word in the English language?”

Sirius laughs. “There are so many. Uh, ‘jeez’ is the one that comes to mind first.”

“What about the French language?”

“Oiseaux,” he says in a crisp accent. “It means ‘birds’, and you pronounce about three of the actual letters.”

“Good to know. Do you prefer dark chocolate or milk chocolate?”

“Dark chocolate.”

“Stairs or elevators?”

“Elevators. I don’t want to walk up three floors after playing hockey for two and a half hours.”

“Summer or winter?”

Sirius bites his lip in thought as they walk around the yard, where small flowers line the fence in beds and colorful pots. “I love summer because I have actual free time to be with my friends, but winter is hockey season. I don’t know, next question.”

“What’s a dessert you don’t like?”

“I’m not a huge fan of caramel. It’s too sticky.”

“A skill you’re working on mastering?”

“Will you ban me from more interviews if I say hockey?”

“Yes.”

“In that case, I’m working on keeping plants alive, as you can probably see.” He taps the nearest flowerpot gently with his foot; it has ‘Harry’ painted across it in sloppy blue letters. “My godson made that for my birthday.”

“What’s the best thing to happen to you today?”

“This, for sure,” he says with a smile. “I haven’t seen you and Marley in ages.”

“We missed you, too. What’s the worst thing that happened to you today?”

He pouts slightly. “Burning my tongue on tea.”

“Hugs or kisses?”

“Hugs! Though I’ll accept kisses from a few very specific people.”

“Do you have a favorite smell?”

He pauses and cranes his neck to look behind the cameras. “Re?”

“Yeah?”

“What shampoo do you use?”

“Uhhh…” There’s a moment of quiet. “It’s something with lavender, I think.”

Sirius turns back to Dorcas. “Something with lavender.”

“How specific,” she laughs. “What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received?”

He smiles to himself. “There was a young woman, maybe sixteen or seventeen, that came to one of the games earlier this season. I saw her standing with a puck and went over, and while I was signing it she looks at me and says, ‘you are exactly what I wish my older brother was like’. Turns out, she was bisexual and her brother wasn’t super accepting of her. That was…” He shakes his head. “That meant the world to me. I’ll never forget it.”

“You’ve definitely made a big impact on the community,” Dorcas agrees. “What’s the last piece of content you consumed that made you cry?”

“I watched ‘Soul’ the other night and almost had to pause it at one point to pull myself together.”

“Do you prefer animated movies or live-action?”

“Animated, mostly because I wasn’t allowed to watch Disney movies as a kid, so I’ve been catching up as an adult and they rock.”

“What’s your nerdiest quality?

“I love watching documentaries.”

“Sweet or savory?” The back door creaks a bit as they walk back inside and the camera catches a few frames of Hattie and Remus running around the yard together.

“Sweet.”

“In ten years, you have a daughter. What age do you let her date?”

Sirius gives Dorcas a look. “Whenever she wants to. I’m going to impose curfews and stuff, but I’m the last person on the planet to police her love life.”

“Good answer. What’s a song you can listen to on repeat?”

“Don’t Stop Me Now by Queen. Absolute banger.”

“If you could switch lives with someone for a day, who would it be?”

“Arthur Weasley,” he says after a moment. “I would love to know what it feels like to get up in the morning and know you’re about to spend another day wrangling our team. It’s a miracle he hasn’t killed us all with his clipboard.”

“How do you know you’re in love?”

“Oh.” Sirius blinks at her in surprise at the sudden topic change. “Well, for me, I think it’s just…being comfortable around someone. Being able to spend time with them without saying anything and knowing you’re safe, no matter what. It’s the best feeling in the world.”

“What are you most excited about at this time in your life?”

A slight smile crinkles his eyes. “Getting married. That’s going to be awesome.”

“Who is your go-to for having a good laugh?”

“James Potter. He’s the best, and I love him.”

“Last question,” Dorcas says, sliding her list into her pocket. “Many LGBT+ people, especially teenagers, have spoken about how you’re an inspiration. Any words for them?”

Sirius hums in thought. “First of all, thank you for being so open and welcoming. I would never have expected the sheer force of people’s love to come through like that when so many people were saying horrible things. Second, to any kids out there who need to hear it: I’m proud of you. It takes a lot to be true to yourself and even if you’re still in the closet, you’re just as valid as the rest of us. Stay proud.”

“That’s a wrap.” Dorcas gives him a quick hug that he happily returns. “Thanks for letting us crash your morning, Cap.”

“Any time. Thanks for tuning in to Lion Pride, everyone!”

[imagine-loki]

The Better Man

TITLE: THE BETTER MAN

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: SUBMITTED ONE SHOT

AUTHOR: amaru163

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine that you want to pursue Loki, but have no idea what to do to make him see you as more than a friend. Thor inadvertently finds you looking at Loki from a distance with lovestruck eyes. He decides to get himself involved in helping you pursue Loki. Hijinks ensue.

Possible situation: Loki notices that you and Thor are spending more time together, and feels somewhat left out/suspicious that you and Thor are in a relationship.

RATING: FLUFF

NOTES/WARNINGS: none really, brief mention of fighting, one curse word (I know, scandalous, right?)

When Loki breezed by you in the hallway on his way to the kitchen, you couldn’t help but turn to watch him for a moment. The scent of the subtle cologne he wore caused you to take several deep breaths, just so you could commit it to memory. You resisted the urge to close your eyes, though, but when the smell dissipated, you sighed and started toward your original destination, which was your own apartment. Once there, you’d probably take a moment to compose yourself before leaving again.

When you did face forward, you were startled to find Thor standing a few feet away, silently watching. You couldn’t stop your face heating up in embarrassment, and you dearly hoped that he hadn’t seen you mooning over his brother.

“Hi, Thor,” you greeted him softly, mentally begging him not to say anything to you, or more importantly, to Loki.

“Good morning,” he replied, smiling at you. “Were you coming to breakfast?”

“Yes, I just needed to take care of something really quick. I’ll be right there.”

“Good. I’ll save you a seat.” He nodded slightly before continuing on his way.

Ten minutes later, you returned to the kitchen to find that Thor had indeed saved you a seat, right beside him and opposite Loki. You usually sat on the same side as Loki, with someone between you so that you weren’t tempted to steal glances at him, and so that he wouldn’t be witness to any clumsiness on your part if he were to look your way.

Thor stood to hold the chair for you, and then helped to slide it forward. He’d never done that before, since meals together were always pretty casual, and you wondered why he did it now. He made a show of serving your plate as food was passed around, and would lean over to say something in your ear, making sure that no one heard him. All the while, the heat never left your cheeks. You also noted that Loki would give you two just the barest of glances. When his eyes landed on Thor, they hardened before he turned his attention to his plate.

From then on, Thor made a point to be near you when in the common rooms, or even during missions, which everyone noticed. After a time, your embarrassment eased because Thor was simply too likable and approachable, like a big ol’ puppy. The only person who *could* stay angry at him was Loki, who made it a fine art.

— — —

Today, about a week after Thor had caught you ogling Loki, you had made banana nut muffins, and they were just out of the oven. You were just taking them out of the pan when Thor sat at the breakfast bar to watch.

When you had time and the ingredients, you loved to bake and would often have cakes, pies or even homemade bread in the oven. Once, you’d made a banana pudding, which Steve and Bucky went nuts over simply because it reminded them of their younger days. You’d learned then to double up on most of the baked goods, because a shortage caused good natured elbowing between them.

“What kind of glorious treat do you have for us now?” He asked, his gaze intent on the muffins.

“Banana nut muffins,” you replied, putting one on a napkin in front of him. “It’s still hot, be careful.”

— —

The smell of the muffins caught Loki’s attention when he stepped off the elevator after he returned from the training room. He started toward the kitchen, but paused when he heard you and Thor speaking. No one else was there, so he was certain that Thor was looking at you with doe eyes, and going overboard with the chivalry.

That thought caused him to scowl for a moment before he schooled his features so that his face wouldn’t give away his churning thoughts. He hated it when Thor found a new love interest because Thor would always extol about said interest’s charms, and about how clever they were, or even other things that were simply TMI.

When they were younger, there was a rivalry between them, causing them to try to steal the other’s current interest. He liked you too much to play that type of game. He also didn’t want to hear anything about you from Thor’s lips, because now he was resigned to watch from the sidelines, and try to bear it now that Thor had shown an interest in you.

When Loki walked into the kitchen, you were leaning forward on your elbows, with your face mere inches from Thor’s. Loki just barely managed not to growl when he walked through to get bottled water. He was gone in the few seconds it took for you to turn, muffins in hand, to offer him one. Only Thor noticed that your shoulders dropped slightly, and he averted his gaze when you turned around again.

“You like him, don’t you?” He asked, while selecting another muffin. He’d nearly eaten them all by now, and you hoped that they were gone before Steve or Bucky returned, or that he’d save some for the others, which seemed unlikely.

“Wh-what?” You asked, surprised and wary of the question.

“I’ve seen you watching him,” he replied, his gaze never leaving your face.

“You’re mistaken,” you responded, while taking the pan to the sink in order to wash it.

“I don’t think so.”

His voice came from directly behind you, and when you jumped and turned around, you collided with his broad chest. He quickly caught you by the elbows to keep you from hitting the floor.

“Sorry about that,” he said, but didn’t let you go.

“For a big guy, you sure are quiet,” you told him, as you looked up, your eyes meeting his while he continued to hold onto you.

That prompted him to wink and squeeze your arms slightly. You stayed still, not wanting to hurt his feelings if you shrugged out of his grip. Thor then turned his head slightly, as if listening for something, before he picked you up effortlessly and set you on the countertop so that your eyes were level with his.

You started to say something, but then Loki walked in. He faltered before coming to a dead standstill. Once he gathered himself, he turned and left. Thor chuckled softly while you just dropped your head in dejection.

“I will help you.” His hands rested on your shoulders for a moment before he rubbed your arms gently.

“He’s not very tolerant of humans, and I’d rather just leave him alone,” you replied.

“Loki says many things that he doesn’t mean,” Thor commented. “You shouldn’t take it to heart.”

You shook your head with a shrug and started to slide off the counter, but his hands on your knees stopped you. Before you fainted from the shock, he tilted your face upwards so that your gaze met his.

“I believe he will come around, just follow my lead, hmmm?”

— ——

Three weeks later, Loki was almost ecstatic when a mission came up. He’d had to witness Thor showing you all kinds of attention, and was quite ready to blow stuff up, or get stabby with someone. His temper got the best of him, and almost everyone felt the sting of it. Except for you, he couldn’t bring himself to snap at you, so he limited his contact to avoid doing it.

First, there was movie night, when his brother sat beside you (too closely in his opinion), and shared your popcorn bowl. Then, during an outing at a nightclub, hosted by Stark, he’d watched in silence when Thor guided you to the dance floor. He took a small amount of comfort in seeing that Thor struggled with the Midgardian dances, but the fact that his brother held you in his arms (again, *much* too closely) nearly made him lose control.

Finally, there were the flowers that Thor gave you, apparently not knowing that you were allergic. You had sneezed violently for several hours before the vase was “accidentally” knocked off the dining table and to the floor, where it broke. The flowers ended up in the garbage, and Loki felt much better after that.

Now everyone was on the quinjet, with Thor inevitably beside you. For the most part, the trip was silent and allowed everyone to check their gear and to get their minds locked into what needed to be done.

A Hydra facility had been found, which needed to be neutralized, and any data retrieved from the computers. That task fell to you and Natasha, so she handed you an encrypted thumb drive, which you carefully secured in a pocket. Together, you both poured over the map of the facility, plotting the quickest way in and out once you had what you’d been assigned to get. You’d take separate routes so that if one couldn’t get there, the other could get the data.

— —

Loki was to meet up with Steve in a tunnel close to the computer rooms, so he silently slipped past other rooms and entrance points, taking care not to make any noise. When he drew closer to the target, he heard fighting up ahead. He grew even more cautious as he moved toward the sounds.

It only took a split second for him to recognize that you were fighting with a Hydra agent, and that two more of them were on the ground, quite still. You fought with a sharp dagger in each hand, and held your own against the larger man. As he watched, he thought that the way you moved, with conservative motions that saved your energy, was one of the most beautiful things he’d ever seen. He had watched before while you trained, or even during other missions, but he’d never actually *seen* you. Now, though, he was ready to toss Thor aside in order to take his place.

You’d defeated your opponent, and now stood looking at the three men on the floor in order to make sure that they were out of commission. A movement in your peripheral caught your attention, and you turned quickly.

“Loki! I’m—“

You were interrupted when he snaked an arm around your waist and lifted you off the floor. His lips found yours in a fierce kiss, surprising you by the move. After a moment, your arms slid over his shoulders as he pulled back to look into your eyes.

“What was that for?“ you asked, breathlessly.

“So that you will *forget* my brother,” he growled.

You blinked before you kissed him back with an intensity that matched his.

“Forget who?” You asked.

“Minx,” he said, rolling his eyes.

You couldn’t help but laugh, which drew a smile from him.

“I suppose that I should give him the bad news,” you remarked.

“The sooner the better,” Loki told you, firmly.

“Have I ever told you just how *hot* you look in your armor?” You asked, deciding just to go for it.

“No, I don’t believe so,” he replied, pretending to mull that over.

Before you could respond to that, there came a reminder that there was a job to do.

“Hey, you two, this is not the time nor place to play kissy face!” Tony’s voice came over the comm units.

Loki rolled his eyes again before setting you on your feet.

— —

After the facility had been secured and left in the hands of the support unit, the quinjet carried the team home. Before take off, Loki guided you to a seat, and sat down beside you. When Thor sat across the aisle, Loki put an arm around your shoulders in order to pull you closer, all the while staring at Thor, daring him to say or do something.

When your head fell against his neck, Loki’s attention moved to you, and he found that you’d fallen asleep already. Thor still watched the two of you, with a slight smile on his face.

“It seems that the better man has won,” Thor finally commented.

*Damn straight,* Loki thought.

[gallivantingheart]

Me, a Princess? Shut Up!

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⏮️ chapter 6: mulan ⏭️

who?: jihoon/woozi x (f)reader

word count: 1717

genre/s: fluff, humour, social media!au

warnings: mild coarse language

synopsis: Life’s pretty good for y/n. Easy, even. Until someone claiming to be her grandmother says she is the queen of a small island country - and y/n, a princess.

a/n: i have no reason as to the TWO WEEK wait, but i still hope it’s okay. Also, I know nothing of international politics or table etiquette, don’t @ me

**please ignore the timestamps - they are not accurate**

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Soonhee follows you with eagle eyes as you circle the dining room, elaborate table setting laid out along with decorative lemon themed table centrepieces.

“And who sits next to France?”

You rush to answer, not facing her. “Belgium. Like on the map, because France and Germany don’t get along politically.”

“And across from Germany?” She calls, idly adjusting forks and spoons.

“Thai - uh, Spain, sorry. Thailand is next to Spain, before myself. Then Soonyoung and yourself at the head of the table, north.”

You pause to turn and wait for Soonhee to assess your answer. She’s dressed in a silky champagne two piece blazer and skirt, her blouse designed with a high neckline and thin necktie. The click of her heels are a constant, reminding you of a metronome - just to torment you a little more. She nods, finally.

“I didn’t quite ask for all of that, but yes. You are correct. Have you had your final fitting? You must be presentable before the attendees. Reputation and first impressions are vital.”

You bite the bottom of your lip, nodding. “I had it the day before last. Everything is as ready as can be.”

“Hmmm. You are dismissed. I suggest you study on the conversation topics from last week and compose yourself before tomorrow. Please be here at 1pm, sharp. Antoni insists on natural light and I wish to be ready as early as possible.” Soonhee still doesn’t look at you when she speaks.

As much as it makes your blood boil from the aloof and disparaging manner in which she speaks to you - and only you, it seems - you push down any unpleasant urges against her. She’s a queen; a ruler of a country. No doubt not used to her opinion being challenged, much less by someone your age. There are better things to utilise your energy on rather than fighting the brick wall that is your grandmother.

“Yes, grandma.” You’ll still push the envelope and call ther that though, something a little less formal for the times. “See you tomorrow.”

You instantly turn out the room, pulling your phone out of your back pocket. Those dreadful heels click hastily after you.

“And no socialising tonight! We can’t afford any bad press or late nights for anyone.”

Her voice has never been loud but it carries remarkably well. You huff and jam your phone away, a chicken and drinks session with the boys off the cards. Mingyu is out of town on another holiday with family, so it would have been Minghao and Jun, your fellow foodies.

Despite the early bedtime, you can’t seem to sleep, tossing and turning, tangling yourself in your sheets. You hope Antoni is as good at hiding sleepless nights as he is at shaping eyebrows.

The dress is beautiful, of course. (You had the wine gang help you choose over text. Secretly, of course.)

And while you’re still sceptical of Antoni after the debacle he caused concerning your identity, he blathers on and on in apologies as he pins and fiddles with your hair so you don’t mind too much by the end of it all. Soonhee seems to think he’s redeemed himself - the queen’s word is law. Soonyoung looks super chic in his blazer and turtleneck. You pout at him in his fashionable attire no one else in their stuffy suits appears to bat an eye at.

“Soonie you look great.” You say from the bottom step of the main staircase - grand entrance and all.

He can’t help but preen. “Thanks, as do you, Boss.”

“Gross. But I look like a glitzed up puffball. If I had known that it could have been more casual I-”

The queen cuts off your whining as she glides over in a gauzy ivory gown, crown glittering with every light fixture. “Y/N. Very appropriate. Soonyoung, handsome as always. Are you sure you don’t have my genes?”

What? A - A joke? Where? You have to forcibly shut your mouth from the conversation in front of you. Soonyoung has a steady dancers’ posture - or maybe just a royal one. Straight spine, relaxed held back shoulders and a level gaze. You twist your fist in the many layers of your skirt, to both hide and release the frustrating tension radiating through you. The ambassador laughs, fluffing shyly at his bleach blonde fringe.

“Oh, ahaha. Your Majesty, no. No, I do not.” He mumbles.

You dip yourself in a short bow before dodging the pair in order to attempt to mingle. Droning conversation topics flick through your mind, like forcing the pages of a book. Finally, you set your sights on the Swedish ambassador, if only to talk about Eurovision - the one fun subject allowed to be discussed with you.

You find though, that most of the conversations you attend cycle through the same process. The notice of your presence and an introduction between you all - ministers, ambassadors and their companions. Then a resuming of the current conversation, you being too afraid of looking stupid to add any effective input. You have to bite back a sigh of relief when dinner is announced.

Soonyoung is right. You need a spoon for the cool soup served. He flicks the edge of the one you are supposed to use and you kick his ankle in thanks. The conversations from the foyer are carried into the dining space and you lose India to Thailand. Soonyoung is chatting avidly with Scotland across from him, his hands gesturing from their place on the table cloth. Despite this, main course goes swimmingly, a chicken lemon dish on rice with a hint of garlic and herbs. You hesitate on your chopsticks before picking up a knife and fork like most of the other dignitaries. You feel eyes on you and glance over to see Soonhee evaluating you from the head of the table. She still manages to look severe to you, even with the amicable situation - but maybe you’re just imagining things.

It’s when dessert is around the corner that it falls apart. Spain’s representative, a lovely man named Eduardo is discussing the lemon market of Amaide with you, something you are luckily very proficient with. As you speak, you demonstrate the incline of the market, you tip your water glass over. The elder man, easily in his fifties, smiles warmly and lets you fix it up with an apology to him and the waiter on hand to clean it up. Thailand’s eyes squint at you dubiously and you bow back to them. You describe the style of orchard the royal lemon ceremony is held in, gesturing over your shoulder at the Queen Mother, and the critical breeding of the trees that grow all over the country. A stray hand wave collides with the melting ice bucket with a clang, tipping it sideways… all over Eduardo. Now the pleasant man is drenched from head to toe, Portugal catching the spray and flying bottle of champagne. Thailand is awash as well, nowhere near as bad, but he seems to seize up in panic, dabbing and pressing at his shoulders and sleeves. The dining room is in a commotion now as you bite your lips and frown, grabbing your own napkin to dry down the man next to you. Your hair is damp, slowly going fluffy and frizzy from the water. People are standing up, including yourself and Soonhee.

“I-I-I’m so sorry. I’m not usually this clumsy! Are-are you okay, Eduardo?” You protest.

He shoots you a severe look, only tempered by the reputation of every single person in the room. Obviously not. You chew harshly at your lip as the waiters fuss and someone talks quietly about offering a change of clothes.

You look around the dying chaos - even Soonhee is amongst it, joining in on the many dabbing gingerly at the spanish ambassador’s suit with a napkin. Soonyoung catches your eye as you slink backwards towards the ajar french doors, leaning over to the waiter.

“If anyone asks, I’ve gone to the power room, okay? I-I, uh, shouldn't be too long.” You murmur out the corner of your mouth.

He glances at you, nodding. Soonyoung frowns, gesturing with a discreet finger back to his side. You shake your head, signalling a time-out. You hike up your skirts the moment you turn the corner, clacking down the dim hallway as fast as you can to pick up your purse from the cloak room. Making a detour, you go for the east bathroom, in favour of the north one closer to the dining room.

Slamming the door behind you and locking it, you turn the toilet lid down to sit on it for a moment. A time which gets longer and longer the more you worry your lips to oblivion, thinking on your next move. There is no salvaging what you just did. Humiliating yourself, your victims and the Queen Mother - and by extension, your entire country. No. Surely you couldn’t stay. But how to get out of the embassy without causing more of a fuss? You check the time. Only forty minutes left of the dinner anyway. They couldn’t miss you while still cleaning up. Your stomach turns and lurches heavily, so you turn to press your face into the cool tiled wall.

So, leave. But to where?

No one was in the city, having gone away for the break. Certainly not just home. You wanted just a moment away from everything. You peek your head out into the empty hallway. There is an employee exit next to the kitchens - only the cctv would see you then. But where to? Jihoon? Would he still be around? Would he be okay with seeing you?

You set up a ride for the university before making a break for it, gasping as you lose a bracelet, snagged on the curled handle of the door. Punching in the default entry code, you power walk over the concrete and gravel out to the side street as a little green bug of a car pulls up.

The window winds down to show a man in his early 30’s. “Ride for Y/n?”

“That’s me. Thanks.”

You glance back over your shoulder, through the wrought iron gates to the deadly still building. Jumping in, you tug your long, fluffy skirt in after you.

Bonus

[sweetsweetnathan]

A Plea, and an Outburst (Robyn x Yugiri)

[Yugiri and Robyn travel to Ul’dah together in order to secure funding for Yugiri’s ever-mysterious operation. About 2200 words.]

(Chapter One)

(Chapter Two)

(Chapter Three)

Robyn leaned against the wall of the Royal Promenade as Yugiri paced back and forth and the carpet. "You're quite nervous," Robyn mumbled. It had been a week since he completed the last of the acupuncture sessions and he was at least able to speak comfortably again, if do little else. He found himself slouched and brooding more often than usual, with the upside that he was less nervous that before and the downside that he was also less happy, angry, and driven than before. Trading in ambition for tranquility was the life goal of many philosophers, but exactly the opposite of what he wanted to do with himself. In these periods of unprecedented introspection he had the opportunity to give serious thought to Yugiri's challenge. Yugiri had asked him if magic was all that he was. In his mind, Robyn answered "Yes, obviously!"; if magic allowed him to act how he wanted to act and do what he wanted to do, then Robyn's magic and Robyn's "self" were the same thing, in Robyn's opinion. But that answer revealed itself to be a bitter self-condemnation. Finding himself talking less, thinking more, and lacking the energy to reverse that state of affairs, Robyn realized how frequently he had been resorting to his most immediate, powerful emotional reactions to make his decisions for him. His vindictive resistance to Yugiri's authority was evidence enough of that. So when he was called forth to accompany Yugiri on her meeting with the Sultana he decided it was time to prove that he was also a person that could hold his tongue if he had to. "Today the Sultana will decide if our operation receives further funding," Yugiri said in the tone of a babbling lunatic, "funding we need if we are to actually go through with it. So we need to convince her that it's a worthy endeavor. That means briefing her on what we plan to do and assuring her that we can do it." Yugiri was certainly talking to herself more than to Robyn. Robyn had never once see her this nervous. Or any amount of nervous. Combat didn't make her tense. Debate didn't spur her into passion. But for some reason leaving her mission's fate in the hands of a bureaucrat had her absolutely quaking. "Why?" Robyn asked, "Why all the pacing? Why all the fear? She gave you funding for the headquarters. Why wouldn't she fund the operation itself?" "Oh, a number of ridiculous reasons," Yugiri answered, staring off into space. Before her eyes was a constellation of bad experiences with Ul'dah's government with which Robyn was only tangentially familiar. She began to describe them: "Initially I asked the Sultana to finance the entire operation. In order to position herself as the 'pro-Doman' representative of Ul'dah she agreed to fund it... But the amount she dedicated was nowhere near enough to actually go through with the operation. I made a judgment call and directed that money towards troops and equipment-- yourself included-- rather than attempting the operation on a piddling budget. It never mattered whether the operation was of strategic merit to the Alliance, to the Sultana it's just one splinter in one plank of her massive political platform." Robyn scowled and nodded, "I see. So we just have to convince her that the mission itself is useful to her." "Indeed," Yugiri's voice was dark and heavy with disbelief that such a thing was possible. There was a thought behind her eyes, a shinobi instinct, that Robyn had seen flash in the eyes of her subordinates. He recognized it as a brief surge of treacherous ideation. Ninjas like Yugiri were spies and assassins and, as Robyn had learned over the last three weeks, usually peasants elevated from their station in order to carry out high-risk operations like the one Yugiri was preparing. When they became good enough at their work, however, a dilemma presented itself: What does a peasant really owe a feudal lord? The feudal lord owns the land under the peasant's feet, but only because they have the military power to enforce that "ownership". If the peasant is a good enough ninja, why can't they just kill the lord that asks too much of them? Ninjas are specifically trained to kill nobles, aristocrats, and other members of "high society" no matter how much military might they surround themselves with. How does one control a ninja? Furor faded from Yugiri's eyes as quickly as it flared up. The answer lied in Yugiri's own personal philosophy, which Robyn discerned even though she never talked about it. If a ninja can't be forced to work for a lord, then the only option for a lord looking to make use of skilled ninjas was to inspire their loyalty, rather than their fear. Once Robyn realized this fact, he saw its evidence everywhere: the Empire's ninjas were mercenaries brought over from Doma with no loyalty beyond that which they had to money. The Alliance had a similar relationship to its ninjas, but constant tension existed between these foreign soldiers and their aristocratic wardens, who had a long history of prioritizing oligarchical economics over justice for their lower classes. Robyn could not say where or not Doma had secured the loyalty of its ninjas, but he could be sure that they had succeeded in that endeavor more than the Alliance currently was, as evidenced by Yugiri's brief instinct to use her ninja abilities to find a less scrupulous way of securing the Sultana's funding. "Mr. Sawyer. Ms. Mistwalker. The Sultana will see you now." - The lavish, brightly colored silks of the Sultana's chamber made the pair stick out like a pair of potatoes in a jewelry box. Robyn and Yugiri both wore their ninja gear to the meeting, Yugiri having convinced Robyn that looking readily militant and capable was an important appearance to keep up. The more Yugiri worried over details, the more Robyn worried that securing funding would be impossible: The Sultana wasn't going to be convinced by scraps of cloth or martial force. The anxiety politics caused Yugiri was leading her to wishful thinking. Robyn knew that the only cloth the Sultana respected was money, and the only force she respected was compound interest. "Good afternoon, Mr. Sawyer. Ms. Mistwalker. I understand your operation has yet to begin, yet you still require more money. Why is that? Did we not agree the original amount pledged was sufficient?" Robyn immediately wanted to stand up and, in some way or another, react to this highly political language. "Of course she agreed to whatever pathetic amount you pledged her. You hold all the power and she has no choice in the matter. Don't act like you don't know how little you did for her. Don't act like it's charity for you to listen to--" Robyn bit his tongue and breathed out through his nose before he said any of this. Meanwhile, Yugiri reacted far more diplomatically, saying, "This is true, and I apologize that I need more from you. But the operation cannot commence with the current funds." "Hmmm," the Sultana tapped her finger as if she was thinking. As if she didn't already decide on what her answer would be. "In order to responsibly make use of the Ul'dahn treasury I must know, Ms. Mistwalker: What return on investment should Ul'dah expect from this operation?" "I... I'm not sure I understand the question, Sultana." The Sultana was quick to clarify: "I mean: What material benefit does Ul'dah stand to gain from this operation?" Yugiri was uncomfortable with the question. She was a military leader, not a political one, and her instincts to that effect were overwhelming. Yugiri's purpose was to fight for the Doman people, and no action taken in the service to that cause required excessive meditation or explanation. When it came time to prove the economical worth of the Doman people to another country, Yugiri was practically a fish trying to climb a tree. Ironically, Robyn could think of a number of ways to justify investing in Yugiri, even though he was still in the dark about the specifics of the operation. But speaking for her would undermine the goal if the meeting, Robyn knew, as well as stunt his efforts to contain himself. "If the operation is not carried out," Yugiri collected herself enough to respond to the Sultana's question, "everything Ul'dah has invested up to this point will go to waste." The Sultana responded without a moment's hesitation, "Mm. That, Ms. Mistwalker, is what we in the Alliance call the 'gambler's fallacy'. It is the belief that any investment, no matter how misplaced, can be justified by the potential it has to yield results. It's a fallacy because not every investment will yield results. And one has to be ready to recognize when that time comes." Robyn felt Yugiri's heart sink. For the Sultana to even hint at withdrawing her support felt like a death knell. But there was something more bothersome about the situation than just the feeling of inevitable defeat: The way the Sultana addressed Yugiri felt wrong. Robyn had watched Yugiri fight, and train, and lead... And here was this soft-skinned aristocrat lecturing her about how little value her cause had. And besides... "...It's the 'sunk cost fallacy'." Robyn said it before he realized. But having said it he felt compelled to finish the thought, "What you just described is the sunk cost fallacy, not the gambler's fallacy, Sultana." There was a moment of quiet as the room acclimated to the sound of the Sultana being corrected. The Sultana was a woman of poise, however, and simply tilted her head and asked, "Do you know why I invited you along with Ms. Mistwalker today, Mr. Sawyer?" "No." Robyn said. He felt strange. His blood was beginning to pump like it did when he had aether coursing through him. His mind felt alive and his vision felt sharp. Suddenly conforming to his whims wasn't seeming like such a bad idea, especially when his whims were in agreement with his conscious mind: "The Sultana," Robyn decided in his mind, "is useless." "You are here because i need a second opinion on Ms. Mistwalker. My administration has suffered quite a bit because of her and her people. You just spent three weeks with her that you could have spent serving the Alliance elsewhere. Have you anything to say on the subject of her operation's financial viability?" Robyn took the question, processed it in less than a second, then sighed. "Damn," he said, "here I was hoping I'd get to interrupt you in order to address that very thing. See, the thing is, I think you're asking the completely wrong questions here. And that's impressive, because you've asked a lot of questions." The Sultana asked yet one more: "What is your point, Mr. Sawyer?" "My point is, Sultana, that if you ask Yugiri to justify herself based off of all the questions you can think to ask, then she'll only be allowed to show you what you're willing to see. Here's a question for you, Sultana, that I think you need to ask yourself: What happens if General Raubahn dies?" The Sultana finally showed a crack in her poise, blinking and pausing before saying, "Pardon?" "The General is the most experienced commander you have. If the Empire launches a full scale invasion, he's the one who will be in charge of repelling it. So what if he gets assassinated? Everyone from Ul'dah to Garlemald knows who he is and how valuable he is. So what's the plan if he dies? Do you think there's a factory out there producing great generals?" The Sultana, to her credit, seemed to be actually considering what Robyn was saying, even as he shifted in his seat to say it more intensely, "No, and even if such a thing existed you probably wouldn't fund it. Because what return on investment would it give? A soldier doesn't make Ul'dah any money. Ul'dah can't exist without soldiers to defend it, but I guess you can't see that. Let me tell you the correct answer to my question, Sultana: If you think General Raubahn will die tomorrow, you prepare by funding Yugiri's operations today. You could have funded them properly last time, but I guess you got off lucky that the Empire didn't invade between then and now. And now you lucked out again, because here's your second chance to put your money where it's really needed: There is no commander on this continent more qualified for military leadership than Yugiri." - Robyn and Yugiri left Ul'dah in a caravan loaded down with boxes upon boxes of gil and supplies. Their trip was a quiet one in which both contemplated what Robyn had said, as well as the reality of the impending operation. They did not speak until they arrived back at the headquarters. "Thank you for saying those things," Yugiri said to Robyn before pausing and adding, more softly than before, "Did you mean it?" Robyn answered readily, having anticipated a question like this since they left the city, "That's 'what I am'. Even without magic to make it easy for me. So, yes. I could not have said anything else.”

Yugiri averted her gaze and said, "Thank you." "Think nothing of it," Robyn said. "Listening to that pompous aristocrat fill the air with her self-serving rhetoric was painful. I didn't want to see such a person defeat you, who came so close to defeating me." Yugiri seemed to trip in place at this comment. "'Close'? I seem to recall I defeated you quite soundly." "Hmmm, I'd have to disagree. You backed off when I threatened to blow us both up." "You--!" Yugiri was prepared to have an actual argument before she realized Robyn was smiling. A few weeks ago this taunting would have infuriated Yugiri. Perhaps a few weeks ago it would've been meant to infuriate her. But what Robyn previously said with a scowl and an aside glance he said with a smile. Yugiri smiled as well. "Now Yugiri," Robyn said, "about this operation... I think it's about time you told me precisely what we'll be doing."

[princeyitz]

[ loner | family oriented | lazy ]

GET TO KNOW ME TAG why r there so many questions </3

@viiavi​ tagged me(and mayb someone else??? i dont know tumblr notifs are awful)

uhhhmmm i tag @ratboysims​ @felicitum​ @bullsim​ @keysims​ @bratsims​ and uhhmmmmm any1 else that wants to do it just say i tag u

also here’s a bad edit of my simselfs outfit its cute and basically what i wear everyday gotta wear those nikes get some good ass arch support u feel me

1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? byrd

2. WHAT IS YOUR NICKNAME? byrdie, b

3. BIRTHDAY? june 3rd babey

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BOOK SERIES? harry potter

5. DO YOU BELIEVE IN ALIENS OR GHOSTS? ye s

6. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE AUTHOR? i dont think i have one. picking faves for literature has always been hard for me

7. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE RADIO STATION? i listen 2 podcasts

8. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FLAVOR OF ANYTHING? ummm dark chocolate or mango

9. WHAT WORD WOULD YOU USE OFTEN TO DESCRIBE SOMETHING GREAT OR WONDERFUL? awesome

10. WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT FAVORITE SONG? thank you next look its a good song ok

11. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE WORD? ridiculous but how my mom says it like a harry potter spell

12. WHAT WAS THE LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO? ummmm something by halsey i think

13. WHAT TV SHOW WOULD YOU RECOMMEND FOR EVERYBODY TO WATCH? im binge watching greys anatomy so that i guess but also my fave show of all time stargate

14. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE TO WATCH WHEN YOU’RE FEELING DOWN? moana

15. DO YOU PLAY VIDEO GAMES? yea

16. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR? failure

17. WHAT IS YOUR BEST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? i give good cuddles

18. WHAT IS YOUR WORST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? i have no patience and i worry too much

19. DO YOU LIKE CATS OR DOGS BETTER? yes(dogs)

20. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? fall

21. ARE YOU IN A RELATIONSHIP? yes! we’re getting married next october :-)

22. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU MISS FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD? no responsibilities!!! no bills!!!! also my moms cooking

23. WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND? her name is lauren but also my fiance and my dog

24. WHAT IS YOUR EYE COLOR? dark green

25. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR? brown

26. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU LOVE? my fam, my fiance, my dogs, my close friends

27. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU TRUST? my fiance 100%

28. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN? my parents i worry about their health and also my sister bc she’s in a new relationship

29. ARE YOU CURRENTLY EXCITED ABOUT/FOR SOMETHING? my sisters dog just had puppies so im excited to see them

30. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST OBSESSION? hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm rn sims

31. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW AS A CHILD? probably rugrats and also x files

32. WHO OF THE OPPOSITE GENDER CAN YOU TELL ANYTHING TO, IF ANYONE? my dad

33. ARE YOU SUPERSTITIOUS? hell yes big time

34. DO YOU HAVE ANY UNUSUAL PHOBIAS? well i still cant drive so like. driving i guess

35. DO YOU PREFER TO BE IN FRONT OF THE CAMERA OR BEHIND IT?uhhh behind i hate when others take pics of me lol

36. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE HOBBY? writing and simblr i guess

37. WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? actually i think it was the adventure zone graphic novel does that count

38. WHAT WAS THE LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? the crimes of grindelwald

39. WHAT MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? i can sing

40. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ANIMAL? owls

41. WHAT ARE YOUR TOP 5 FAVORITE TUMBLR BLOGS THAT YOU FOLLOW? i feel like im on the spot ummmmm @felicitum @keysims @smart--milk @surreysimmer @hesitantpixels

42. WHAT SUPERPOWER DO YOU WISH YOU HAD? u ever seen heroes? remember how peter was like a sponge well i wish i could do that but with like, normal knowledge/skills. like if i met someone who was a carpenter or dr i could shake their hand and i knew everything they did about that and could learn new languages that way too. i wanna b a sponge

43. WHEN AND WHERE DO YOU FEEL MOST AT PEACE? in my bed w my fiance and dogs in a cuddle pile

44. WHAT MAKES YOU SMILE? when we ask blu if she’s a sleepy baby and she tilts her head

45. WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? none bitch

46. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE DRINK? water all day every day im a camel hi

47. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WROTE A HAND-WRITTEN LETTER OR NOTE TO SOMEBODY? uhhh probably recently at work

48. ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS? as i get older yes

49. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE? when people talk down to me because of my identity or age

50. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO A CONCERT? yea!! the last one we went to was p!nk im pretty sure

51. ARE YOU VEGAN/VEGETARIAN? no

52. WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE, WHAT DID YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GREW UP? a cardiologist

53. WHAT FICTIONAL WORLD WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE IN? hmmmmmmmm probs harry potter tbh

54. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU WORRY ABOUT? money!!!!

55. ARE YOU SCARED OF THE DARK? yes and no

56. DO YOU LIKE TO SING? yup!!! i dont sing as often as i used to tho its sad

57. HAVE YOU EVER SKIPPED SCHOOL? no

58. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE ON THE PLANET? i really love big bear and catalina island

59. WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE? doesnt really matter as long as its not a big city and relatively close to family

60. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? we have 2 doggos

61. ARE YOU MORE OF AN EARLY BIRD OR A NIGHT OWL? tbh i am a mix of both now, tho i used to be a night owl

62. DO YOU LIKE SUNRISES OR SUNSETS BETTER? sunset

63. DO YOU KNOW HOW TO DRIVE? no :-)

64. DO YOU PREFER EARBUDS OR HEADPHONES? earbuds sometimes headphones hurt my ears esp bc i always wear glasses

65. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES? yes and im getting war flashbacks

66. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE GENRE OF MUSIC? pretty much anything besides hardcore rap, country, and religious music, also nothing too poppy

67. WHO IS YOUR HERO? probs my mama

68. DO YOU READ COMIC BOOKS? ye

69. WHAT MAKES YOU THE MOST ANGRY? when they only brew decaf at work

70. DO YOU PREFER TO READ ON AN ELECTRONIC DEVICE OR WITH A REAL BOOK? both

71. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? i really loved english

72. DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS? i have two brothers and two sisters

73. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT? flowers for my mother in law

74. HOW TALL ARE YOU? 5′7″

75. CAN YOU COOK? yes

76. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU LOVE? coffee, purple flowers, the lil potbellies that all puppies have

77. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU HATE? decaf coffee, peas, when people say my name wrong

78. DO YOU HAVE MORE FEMALE FRIENDS OR MORE MALE FRIENDS? uhhh i guess just bc thats who im around more

79. WHAT IS YOUR SEXUAL ORIENTATION? gay af my dudes

80. WHERE DO YOU CURRENTLY LIVE? i live in southern california

81. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TEXTED? my mom i think

82. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? a while ago 

83. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE YOUTUBER? garrett watts is fun

84. DO YOU LIKE TO TAKE SELFIES? sure

85. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE APP? digit it saves me money

86. WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR PARENT(S) LIKE? im super close with my parents and relatively close w my fiances parents as well

87. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOREIGN ACCENT? hmmm probs middle eastern

88. WHAT IS A PLACE THAT YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TO, BUT YOU WANT TO VISIT? seattle

89. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER? 3

90. CAN YOU JUGGLE? lmao no

91. ARE YOU RELIGIOUS? not really

92. DO YOU FIND OUTER SPACE OR THE DEEP OCEAN TO BE MORE INTERESTING? both but i tend to lean more towards the ocean

93. DO YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF TO BE A DAREDEVIL? not at all im a chicken

94. ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO ANYTHING? nope

95. CAN YOU CURL YOUR TONGUE? y...es

96. CAN YOU WIGGLE YOUR EARS? n o?

97. HOW OFTEN DO YOU ADMIT THAT YOU WERE WRONG ABOUT SOMETHING? when i am wrong lol i dont care too much about being right

98. DO YOU PREFER THE FOREST OR THE BEACH? forest 100%

99. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIECE OF ADVICE THAT ANYONE HAS EVER GIVEN YOU? trust your instincts

100. ARE YOU A GOOD LIAR? yes

101. WHAT IS YOUR HOGWARTS HOUSE? hufflepuff

102. DO YOU TALK TO YOURSELF? sometimes

103. ARE YOU AN INTROVERT OR AN EXTROVERT? v big introvert

104. DO YOU KEEP A JOURNAL/DIARY? no

105. DO YOU BELIEVE IN SECOND CHANCES? kind of

106. IF YOU FOUND A WALLET FULL OF MONEY ON THE GROUND, WHAT WOULD YOU DO? pick it up and return it to its owner

107. DO YOU BELIEVE THAT PEOPLE ARE CAPABLE OF CHANGE? yes but they have to believe in it too

108. ARE YOU TICKLISH? yes but u cant tell nobody knows ok thanks

109. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON A PLANE? yeah they’re cool

110. DO YOU HAVE ANY PIERCINGS? my ears and my septum

111. WHAT FICTIONAL CHARACTER DO YOU WISH WAS REAL? sam carter from stargate shes smart

112. DO YOU HAVE ANY TATTOOS? yeah i have 10 i think

113. WHAT IS THE BEST DECISION THAT YOU’VE MADE IN YOUR LIFE SO FAR? opening up to people

114. DO YOU BELIEVE IN KARMA? 110% yes

115. DO YOU WEAR GLASSES OR CONTACTS? glasses

116. DO YOU WANT CHILDREN? yeah i want 5 but i dont think i can afford that many someone start a gofundme for my future babeys

117. WHO IS THE SMARTEST PERSON YOU KNOW? my best friend

118. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING MEMORY? i told my middle school crush that i liked her and then she told everyone and thats the story of how i repressed me sexuality until i was 20

119. HAVE YOU EVER PULLED AN ALL-NIGHTER? many times

120. WHAT COLOR ARE MOST OF YOU CLOTHES? black

121. DO YOU LIKE ADVENTURES? yes but carefully planned and well thought out adventures where i have a checklist and a binder of all the information i need listen i am v anxious everything is scary

122. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON TV? when i was a baby i was on the news lmao

123. HOW OLD ARE YOU? 25

124. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE QUOTE? to thine own self be true wow super lame and cliche thanks im tired is this done yet

125. DO YOU PREFER SWEET OR SAVORY FOODS? savory i dont have much of a sweet tooth

[blueroan-equestrian]

Friendaversary

Overview: You have been friends with Ben since you were six and while you are not for the darkside, you went with Ben because he asked and he’s your best friend no matter what. So what other option did you have?

 Star wars- kylo ren/ ben solo and reader

Word count:953

 (Read overview first) “Y/N, Y/N, Y/N … Kylo might tolerate your blatant alignment to the light, but it makes me want to vomit. So if you would, could you exit the bridge that would be great,” General Hux sneared.

I was currently sitting crossed legged on one of the councils looking out the windshield while messily eating a sandwich I had earlier made for myself right before coming here to wait for my best friend to show up. With a mouth full of sandwich, “I’ll be sure to let Kylo know your opinion on the matter… and while I’m on the subject, where is Kylo?”

“Right here Y/N, now chew your food before you speak… no one likes sea food.” He chuckled placing a quick chaste kiss between friends on top of my head. “I’m glad you were able to make yourself comfortable.”

He rustled my hair as he went to stand next to Hux. The two in hushed tones began to bicker about me being near all this when I clearly don’t agree with some or almost all of their standings. I sighed and tentatively called out as I hoped off the table, “Ben? Will you be done with this soon?”

His eyes flickered from Hux to me, back and then back to me again, “Uh yeah, in about an hour. We can watch a movie when I’m done here. Meet you in your corridors?”

I gave him a solemn smile before quietly nodding and leaving the room. Before the doors closed behind me I could hear Hux give Ben crap on me calling him Ben. I frowned knowing Ben would dwell on it. I made it to my room and began to sort through my movie collection, I finally settled on an action yet comedic movie that I knew Ben would enjoy. He was going to need it…

Like I expect he came in with a bit of a distant and a bit irked look on his face. It’s the face he uses to substitute his angry one when he’s around me and he doesn’t want to upset me. “Okay let’s have it,” I sigh as I went to firmly stand in front of him to let him know I was serious.

He gave me a weary smile as he walked around me and slumped onto my couch.

As if I had said nothing he patted the spot next to him and asked “What are we watching?”

I sighed and grabbed the remote before plopping down, “An action and comedy movie… are you upset with me because I called you Ben in front of Hux and the crew?”

His brows raised for a moment, “No part of the deal of you coming with me was you getting to call me whatever you wanted… Hux being an a@# however, is another story.” He ran a hand through his hair shifting so he could face me, “I am sorry I came in here still angry… I hate it when I upset you.”

“And I hate knowing your upset…Want me to beat him up for you?” I teased.

“As tempting as that might be, I am going to have to pass. As sweet as that is. Now hit play already!” He poked me knowing just how ticklish I am causing me to curl away from him.

We settled down and finally watched the movie I had picked out. Ben laughed like had before he had turned to the dark, like he once was when we were kids.

The movie ended and Ben stretched out, groaning as he did so as an indication he was preparing leave, I grabbed onto his arm, “Ben?”

“Hmmm,” He hummed.

“Ben… did you not wear that helmet thingy today for me?”

He pursed his lips thinking of the right words before humming, “Yeah, I thought you hated my helmet thingy.” He looked up at me slummed in his seat, lips shrugged and eyes looking like a puppy’s.

“I do! It’s stupid, not mention ugly. Ben you’re so handsome why do you hide your face? But that’s not the question…Why is it of all days off today?”

Loosely leaning his head towards me with a cocky smile, “You think I’m handsome?”

My cheeks reddened as I bit my lip, “Yes…Now answer.”

“It’s our friendaversary.”

“What… really? You did it because of we met today when we were what?”

“Six… you forgot it was today didn’t you.”

“Yeah… Ben that is the best friendaversary gift. So even if I remembered I couldn’t have gotten anything close to this awesome.”

“True.” He chuckled as he leaned closer to me.

“Ben.” I warned sensing where he was going. “I don’t want things to get weird. If we do this… and it goes south, it will really go south.”

He got even closer, “And what if it doesn’t, what if we flourish?”

He was inches from my lips now, close enough for me to feel his breath on my face. I couldn’t help but close the gap intoxicated by his smell. But when the kiss got more intense I had to push him away. We shouldn’t be rushing into anything, “Ben… we have to slow down… if we’re going to do this… be together… we have to be sure. I need to slow it down please.”

“Of course darling. I will see you in the morning?”

“Yes, in the morning… nine thirty?”

“Perfect.” He gave me one last peck before leaving.

[surveysonfleek]

689.

Do you ever judge people based on if they believe in God or not? not at all. i’m extremely accepting of other people’s religions as long as they don’t try to preach or convert me.

Do you ever brush your teeth in the shower? i’ve done it before lol.

Has your printer ever stopped working at the last minute and you had a paper due the next day? What did you do? yep. i made my friend print it.

Are you sometimes scared to express your opinions in fear of what others might think? eh... it depends who i’m talking to. i’ll generally keep my opinions to myself in front of strangers but i’m willing to challenge and discuss issues with my friends.

Do you have a girl that is strictly a friend that isn’t related to you that you can go to? yes.

Have you ever painted your nails on only one hand, forgetting about the other one or getting side-tracked? no lol. i’ll only ever paint my nails when i know i’ll be completely free of distractions.

Have you ever tried sucrets? no.

Would you date someone that smokes? i currently do.

What about drinks? yes but not excessively. 

Have you ever gone to one of those parties where everyone is falling around drunk everywhere? back when i was younger, yes. a lot.

Are you “the good guy”, or “the bad guy”, or somewhere in between? in between but leaning more towards the good guy.

Do you ever erase the numbers off of surveys just because they annoy you? no, too much effort.

Person you like shows up at your house: you … invite them in.

Last person you talked on the phone with? my mum.

Do you think you will have the same best friend a year from now? hopefully.

Do you have siblings over the age of twenty-one? nope. she’s still 20.

Will tomorrow be better than today? no because i have work tomorrow lol.

What do you hear right now? just the fan.

What was the last thing to go into your mouth? dessert.

Do you usually tell people when you’re mad at them? most of the time. i won’t say that i’m mad ‘at’ them, i’ll just say i’m angry.

Honestly, how is your heart lately? it’s okay.

Do you miss anyone? yes.

Are you waiting for a phone call? no.

If an ex said they hated you, what would you say? cool.

What would you do if you found out your most recent ex was in a relationship? that’s fine.

What do you think when someone kisses you on your forehead? doesn’t happen often but it’s sweet.

What do you usually do right when you wake up? check the time.

Are you looking forward to anything? my days off tbh.

How late did you stay up last night? really late. like 5am lol.

Do you truly hate anyone? no.

Would you ever get a tattoo? no.

In the past forty-eight hours, have you hung out with a girl? yes.

Were you happy when you woke up today? not particularly. it was boiling today.

If someone liked you, would you want them to tell you? no, unless it was my boyfriend.

Would you rather go back a week or go forward? forward.

Would you ever smile at a stranger? sure.

Who was the last person to text you? my boyfriend.

What are you doing today? today is over. i just lazed around and watched black mirror then wen to my boyfriend’s house for dinner.

Truthfully, is there someone you used to date that you miss? no.

Have you ever gotten burnt by a cigarette? yes lol.

Have you ever been so bored that you started drooling on yourself? what? no.

Do you brush your teeth right away when you wake up? not always. i’ll do it before leaving the house.

Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to? yes.

Want to get smashed tonight? no.

What time are you getting up tomorrow? not sure yet.

Are you happy with the choices you’ve made? not entirely.

Think back to last June; were you single? no.

How did you feel when you woke up today? hot and sluggish.

Have you ever made someone laugh when they were crying? probably.

Describe how you feel right now. tired and bored.

Would you date someone three years older than you? yes.

Do you prefer to shower at night or in the morning? at night. i hate lying in my bed without being clean.

Do you think more about the past, present, or future? present and future mostly.

Are you okay with the life you live? yes.

Could you handle living with the last person you texted? hmmm i sure hope so. he’s super lazy but i hope he learns to grow up if we end up living together.

Was the last book you read for fun, or was it for some type of assignment? for fun.

Have you accomplished any goals you set for yourself this year so far? this year just started but i really hope so.

If you could go forward in time and see your life 5 years from now, what would you hope to see? better job, financially stable, married and maybe kids.

Are there still movie rental stores where you live or have they all gone out of business? the last one in sydney is in my area. they’ve had this stupid ‘closing down’ sale for at least six months now.

What was the last thing to annoy you or make you upset? my boyfriend.

Do you think you would be a good match for your celebrity crush/es assuming you have one? Why? If you don’t have one, who was the last person you saw that you found attractive? i don’t have celebrity crushes anymore.

When looking for something to watch on TV do you tend to pick shows you know you like, or try new shows that look interesting even though you’ve never heard of them before? i’m always willing to try new shows to possibly binge watch lol.

Have you ever been ditched by someone only to find them out and about with someone else? no.

How old were you when you had your wisdom teeth removed? haven’t removed them yet!

What is the last song you sang out loud? i forgot.

Where was the last job application you filled out sent to? a new hotel in the city.

Have you ever been fired from a job? no... i’ve been ‘let go’ though.

What do people tell you your voice sounds like? idk haha. i don’t get many comments on my voice tbh.

What financial class are you? middle.

What poster is hanging closest to you? none in this room.

What time did you go to bed last night? like 5am.

Do you watch any reality shows? not right now. i’m waiting for the new america’s next top model though.

Are you more comfortable with men or women? women generally.

Do you think you’re fat? yes.

Have you ever borrowed money from someone and never repaid them? no lol. i hate borrowing money from people in general.

Do you have a pet cat? no. i hate cats.

What is worse: physical or emotional pain? physical only because i think i’m mentally strong enough to move on from emotional pain.

If you had to get up at 6 AM tomorrow morning, would it be painful? hell yes.

How is your hair? curly and messy.

Who was the last person who called you? my mum.

How long does it take you to fall asleep at night? it can be anywhere from 5 minutes to an hour.

How many people have you had strong feelings for in the year of 2012? one.

What are you doing for your next birthday? no idea, my birthday just passed so i have a whole year to think of it.

Would you go on a date with someone right now if they asked? not right now lol.

Do you believe that if you want something bad enough, you’ll get it? if it’s achievable and you work hard to get it, then yeah.

Last movie you watched? i forgot.

Who were you with? idk.

Who came over last? my boyfriend.

Have you ever wanted to be a ballet dancer? never.

Does your family keep tons of leftovers in the fridge? not really, only when there’s an event like christmas or a birthday.

Favourite FRIENDS character? That is, if you like it. never got into it.

Skullcandy headphones, yay or nay? haven’t listened with one tbh.

Are you thinking of getting another piercing? Where? nope.

Do you love when people remember little things about you? yes. it’s a pleasant surprise.

Do you ‘bless’ strangers when they sneeze? yes.

How many phones have you gone through? i’d guess around 10 or so?

Have you always lived in the house you currently reside in? no, moved here when i was 8.

Do you think your future will be a good one? hopefully.

[furederiko]

9 MARVEL CHARACTERS I WANT TO SEE IN THE CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

Just spitballing for fun here!

To celebrate September 9th, here are 9 Marvel Heroes I would like to see making their debut in the next phase of Marvel Cinematic Universe. By MCU, that means for the movies... NOT for TV. I'm not saying because the TV side is... bad (even if I do lean towards that conclusion, it would be a subjective opinion), but I just don't think TV would be able to do justice with these characters due to various constraints (budget, VFX quality, etc).

It's already widely reported that the 2019 "UNTITLED Avengers" will serve as the culmination of MCU since 2008. That means, the door to welcome new characters and IPs would be wide open. So these are the names I would like to see getting the spotlight, and perhaps, assemble into a new set of Avengers. One might easily notice that the names I'm including here are characters from the animated "Avengers Assemble" series. That's actually... INTENTIONAL. One, because that means Marvel Studios obviously has the rights to use them (or at least partially, like the Spider-Man characters). And two, because I want this post to have a similar look and feel. But I'm NOT leaving behind other characters who have yet to show up in that series. That's why there's a special 'Bonus' section afterwards... (^^)v

Now that the explanation is out of the way, let's start right away! Here they are, in alphabetical order:

Agent Venom

Coincidentally, the first one is already a tricky situation. Eugene "Flash" Thompson is a Spider-Man character, so the rights to him is owned by SONY. That company is already working on a "Venom" movie that might not (or might?) be part of the MCU, with Tom Hardy as the lead. On the other hand, a modern-bully version of Flash has already debuted in the MCU via this year's "Spider-Man: Homecoming", as brought to life by Tony Revolori. Of course, the prospect of seeing a talented actor like Revolori becoming a headlining hero, is just too good to ignore. Mind you, it might take him a very long time (until after the high school characters graduate?) before arriving in a possible bittersweet situation (in the comics, Flash had to lose his legs first). But overall, Marvel Studios has already sown the seed for Agent Venom's debut. I can only hope this idea will be realized somewhere in the future...

Hercules

Odd choice, huh? But hear me out. We haven't had a great Hercules movie for a long time (my favorite was still Disney's animated-musical version, and it differed massively from the mythology). So why not leave it to Marvel Studios to do justice for the figure, and make a HUGE name out of him? The comic version of Hercules Panhellenios is a struggling, washed-out, unemployed hero, who spends his time slacking around and being a disappointment to others. True to his metaphorical title as a fierce male lion, huh? This situation and condition would carry massive potentials to explore in the movies. He can also take over Thor Odinson's position to expand the MCU towards more Greek-based mythological stories. Would you like to see Herc fighting Cerberus or Hydra (the monster, not the NAZI organization) in live action? I sure do. Good ol' Herc has seen a return to spotlight recently, with his own solo comic series. So what an excellent time to promote him for his own movie too! Since Chris Hemsworth and Pratt are already in the MCU (IMO, both are giving off a strong Hercules vibe!), perhaps Marvel Studios can hire... I don't know, Joe Manganiello as the lead actor?

Hyperion

Another mythological-esque hero! Unlike Hercules though, Marcus Milton has a completely different origin, being descendant of... the Eternals. Yes, the "Guardians of the Galaxy" movie series have already introduced this powerful race, which means, the route to Hyperion's debut is more or less smooth sailing. Interestingly, Hyperion is well known as part of the superhero team "Squadron Supreme". That means, if ever Marvel Studios needs a 'replacement' for the Avengers, this group is a good candidate. Just like Herc, Hyperion has returned to the limelight with a new comic series lately, eventhough it was cancelled after a few volumes. I admit, being a copy/parody of a certain DC hero, the character doesn't really have deep potentials. But that's why I trust Marvel Studios to give him the push he needed! As for the actor, for some reason, I would love to see John Krasinski in the role. Dude was considered to be Captain America before, right? And he's not another Chris. LOL.

Inferno

We're back to another tricky business. Dante Pertuz is a relatively new character, a modern version of Human Torch that FOX doesn't own. LOL. He's introduced in the recent years with the NuHumans storyline, which exactly leads to THE tricky situation. Yes, he's an Inhuman, and his origin story is deeply connected to the Inhumans Royal Family (specifically Gorgon). We all know that Marvel TV had taken over the Inhumans IP and turn it into a TV series (complete with bad writing, bad design, bad reviews *smh*). I'm VERY concerned the division would also want to capitalize on Inferno to boost the show's appeal, and I personally don't think that's a wise decision. Visual-effect wise, Mark Kolpack has admitted that creating Robbie Reyes' Ghost Rider's flaming head and chains for the 4th season of "Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D." was taxing and demanding. It's basically a movie-level VFX that required extra hours and patience, not something that can usually be rushed in a TV deadline. Now imagine doing that with Inferno, who emits flame from all over his body! But there's a bigger stake, here. You see, Dante's clearly a latino hero, and we haven't had one headlining an MCU movie until now. With his visual powers and relatable storyline (struggling with being Inhumans, a minority, rock star, and all), a movie would privilege Dante with the justice he deserve. I'm aware that highly likely Marvel Studios will be going with a cosmic Sam Alexander's Nova instead, and that's okay. But Inferno would be more current, if not more likeable choice.

Ka-Zar

Kevin Plunder came in to this list, with the same reason to Hercules. Because he's Marvel version of Tarzan! Hollywood has been trying to create a good Tarzan movie over and over again, and they're either an okay hit or a sad miss. As far as I know, none of them were ever able to please every audience, not even Disney's animated version. But Ka-Zar is different, because he carries more 'fantasy' than just trying to ape the King of the Jungle. The setting of his adventures, the "Savage Land" that's hidden deep in Antarctica, would be something magnificent to feature in the big screen. We've got Asgard, Kamar-Taj, Wakanda, why not add Savage Land too! Don't forget Zabu, his saber-toothed best friend, which would require massive CGI work. Suffice to say, the things I'm reading and hearing about Ka-Zar only leads to one conclusion: I want to see him in a live action movie! Now, who can portray him? Hmmm... a natural blond Brit like Charlie Hunnam, perhaps?

Ms. Marvel

All concerns I had for Dante, goes for Kamala Khan as well. Being a fellow Inhumans, there's been a rampant rumor recently that she'll be getting a TV series (supposedly the one John Ridley is working on). For me, that's a HUUUGE NOOOO. And due to THREE major reasons. ONE, similar to Inferno, TV budget won't be able to handle the VFX required to showcase her Inhuman ability with the right look and feel. Look no further than that underwhelming looking "Inhumans" series as example! Would you like to see an iconic figure like Kamala being reduced to a 'disaster' with the excuse of making her 'grounded'? You know, like what Marvel TV have already done to Medusa? I certainly DON'T. Kamala is basically the modern version of Mr. Fantastic, and we all know that even FOX have tried to do Reed Richards right in the movies several times, but still couldn't perfectly nail it. Downgrading this situation to a TV level would only make it worse. TWO, Kamala is a genuinely likeable and well-beloved character that easily captures the heart and attention of many readers throughout the world. If the 60s-90s had Peter Parker, Kamala's the youth representative for the modern world. Hip, cool, and current (being a social media freak and all), but also kind and caring... eventhough she's a triple-decker minority (Female, South Asian heritage, and Moslem) living in a racist country. Which leads me to the final reason. THREE, her story will have a MUCH BIGGER impact to the world as a movie. Releasing a Marvel Studios movie with her as the lead in an international market (including countries with Moslem as majority), would not only bank a great amount of money, but also sends the right messages: one, unlike its current government, Hollywood is NOT racist; two, that everyone can be a hero, regardless of their gender, race, and religion! Relegating a character this HUGE to a small-scoped TV series that not everyone can gain access to, would be a massive disservice. Kamala is the hero the world currently needs, so please don't undermine her into disappointments.

She-Hulk

Another tricky situation, though in this case, due to the confusing copyrights. Actor Mark Ruffalo has repeatedly said, that a Hulk solo movie won't be coming along the road because Universal has the distribution rights. What about his super-powered cousin, Jennifer Walters? It's unclear, but I can only assume that she has the same legal limitation. Thankfully, it also doesn't mean that she can't be used in a Marvel Studios movies. She just need to be included as part of an ensemble, that's all. The great thing about Jen, is that she's a lawyer and later a judge. Not only she's strong physically, but also academically. Won't that be a strong role model for young women and girls all around the world? We haven't really had a law angle in the superhero movies until now, with Daredevil occupying the Netflix universe. So bringing Jen into the light would be fresh and promising. As for who should play him, I don't have a particular choice, but someone with Award prestige like Emily Blunt, Charlize Theron, and/or Jennifer Lawrence would be a great get...

Songbird

Former villain turned Avengers? Yep, that premise alone would make a great story. Melissa Gold started off as a troubled woman, with broken family and harsh situation. Giving in to the world of crime (known as Screaming Mimi) was clearly her way to stay alive. Eventually she stumbled into the road of heroism with the Songbird moniker, and ended up becoming a full-time member of the Avengers. Just like the other characters I've included here, Melissa would be a great role model, especially for troubled teenagers. Her path of redemption proves that anyone, regardless of their past and issues, can be a hero too. An inspiring message that Marvel Studios need to share to the world. She doesn't sell enough as a solo movie? Well, then debuting her as part of the "Thunderbolts" would be equally okay for me. All the ingredients are already in the MCU anyway (Thunderbolt Ross, Helmut Zemo?). As for the actress, for some reason, I want to see Anna Kendrick in this role. Yeah, basically I just want to see her in a Marvel Studios movie, but I believe she would really bring justice to the gorgeous-designed Songbird.

White Tiger

We've already gotten an African "Black Panther", now it's time for a hispanic White Tiger! Her powers come from the mystical side, and since "Doctor Strange" has opened up the gateway to supernatural, we can have more heroes with this kind of origin story! I'm personally going with Ava Ayala, and not Angela del Toro, eventhough either of them would be wonderful. Why White Tiger? Same reason to Dante, and in a way, Kamala. Sure, the MCU have included numerous Latino actors who either got lost in the background (Jonathan Pangborn?), or turned out to be a scene stealer (looking at you Luis!!!), but we haven't really had a major hispanic hero in the MCU until now. More importantly, a female one! Debuting Ava in the MCU would also, once again, sends off a great message. The US government have been really discriminative about immigrants lately, including the hispanics. Putting Ava in the spotlight would remind everyone that South Americans CAN be heroes, and not criminals like what they're being wrongfully accused for. We truly need characters like this right away! As for who should play her, I'm currently setting my eyes on Gina Rodriquez of the hit series "Jane the Virgin".

Honorable Ment... SPECIAL ADDITIONS

The next characters are those who (as far as my memory serves) haven't made their debut in the "Avengers Assemble" series. So they sort of... didn't fulfill the basic requirement for my initial list. But it'd be unfair leaving them behind like that, right? That's why they are special 'Bonus' additions. Without further ado, in alphabetical order:

Brother Voodoo

For the record, I'm not being racist by sidelining the only black character to this section. The reason I put him here, is because his debut in the MCU movies is pretty much confirmed. Daniel Drumm, big brother to Jericho Drumm, has already made his appearance in "Doctor Strange" as the original protector of New York Sanctum Santorum. And director Scott Derrickson has already hinted that his death would lead to consequences, including the arrival of Jericho. Debuting Jericho as a sort of sidekick to Stephen Strange would be nice, but it would be much better if he gets his own movie too. Yes, there's an issue regarding his name, because using Voodoo might... well, attract criticsm. But titles can be tweaked, right? Considering Jericho ends up becoming a Sorcerer Supreme too, I believe he'll be perfect as the next black hero to headline his own movie.

Shang-Chi

I've already repeatedly mentioned that Marvel Studios NEED a major hero representing minorities, and this is another great candidate. Marvel Studios have brought several prominent Asian characters into the MCU, like Wong, Mantis (eventhough she's an alien), and Helen Cho. Yet they all share similar characteristic: they are all supporting cast. If Marvel Studios want to play it 'safe' and headline an East Asian lead character, then Shang-Chi is the go-to-guy. Nope, I'm not undermining him, but just pointing out how easy he would appeal to the audience. Shang-Chi is in a way, Marvel Comics' response to Bruce Lee. We all know that the world LOVES some Bruce Lee. And Shang is more than just a Bruce Lee copy, he's also a master of espionage who's determined to take down his own father's criminal empire. Pretty much a solid recipe for a James Bond-styled wuxia blockbuster hit, am I right! "Doctor Strange" has teased the use of martial arts to support magic, a hero like Shang would put it upfront as the star of the party. Marvel TV might have taken the stamp on Iron Fist (with mixed response), so Shang is the opportunity for Marvel Studios to do it RIGHT! Jon Woo, Ang Lee, or Jacky Chan can direct this, and as for the actor, Godfrey Gao is my top pick. But Ludi Lin, Philip Ng (star of the fictional Bruce Lee biopic "Birth of the Dragon"), or even Yoshi Sudarso (who is Chinese-Indonesian) would be fantastic nonetheless.

Spider-Woman

The last tricky affair of the day! Jessica Drew is called Spider-Woman, but she uses the 'Spider' moniker by name only, and unrelated to Spider-Man. That's why until now, it's currently unclear whether her movie rights is owned by SONY or not. She's actually one of the superheroine I've been itching to see in the MCU, but admittedly, these questions surrounding her place always put me on a weird crossroad. Drew is connected to Hydra, the High Evolutionary, and has always been a full-blown Avengers. And all of those screams MCU. She's also the best friend of Carol Danvers, so I honestly want to see her show up in "Captain Marvel". Her comic origin story sort of fits with "Captain Marvel" 90s setting too. Have Jessica encounter Carol when she was a child, then Jessica was put into stasis for years, only to wake up as a superpowered woman in the present day. And then she meets Carol again, and team up as the new Avengers. All's well ends well! I personally want to see Tatiana Maslany of the famous "Orphan Black" for this character, but Marvel Studios can always cast an Asian actress (like Constance Wu or Celina Jade) due to Drew's ambiguous background.

Young Avengers

This one initially started off with just William "Billy" Kaplan and partner Theodore "Teddy" Altman. A sweet pairing more famously known as Wiccan and Hulkling. My way of thinking was, it'd be rude and unfair to name just one of them, right? If Marvel Studios wants to go ahead and feature an LGBT representation, these guys are the one they should use. Is it possible? There's a hint that we'll be seeing Vision and Wanda Maximoff's relationship evolve in "Avengers: Infinity War". Perhaps somehow they end up bending reality, and Billy is magically conceived? Meanwhile, "Captain Marvel" confirmed that the alien race Skrull CAN be used in the MCU, so a half Kree-Skrull (his biological father is the original/male Captain Marvel) like Teddy is more than just possible. Basically, that movie is the only gateway needed for his debut in the MCU.

But then I began thinking. Why am I leaving behind Billy's twin brother Thomas "Tommy" Shepherd? Poor Pietro Maximoff was killed off in just one movie, why am I sidelining another Speed-ster? That's NOT right. Then the more I think of it, the bigger the scope gets. We have a Hawkeye and Ant-Man who are both fathers in the MCU. Why not include their protege/child? Katherine "Kate" Bishop might not be Clint Barton's daughter, but the two shared a special connection that would be great to depict on the big screen. And then there's Cassandra "Cassie" Lang who looks up to her father Scott, and aspires to be a size-shifting heroine of her own. Cassie has already debuted in the MCU as played by Abby Ryder Fortson, why not promote her into a hero too? And how could I miss out the lesbian latina America Chavez? Fitting in comfortably to all the diversity talk I've stated above, America is not only female, latina, she's also an LGBT representative. Another triple-decker like Kamala. JACKPOT!

So yeah, that's how I ended up with Young Avengers instead. If Marvel TV has "The Runaways", then Marvel Studios can have these equally (if not more prospective) young heroes! If we assume that we will no longer see the Avengers following the 2019 movie, then introducing the Young Avengers would be the most logical continuation. This movie doesn't even to take place in the present time, but a bit further in the future, or even in an alternate reality. That's the function of Reality Stone and Multi-verse, right? This team represents youth, fun, and diversity, sending all the right messages to the world. And at the same, enabling older actors like Jeremy Renner, Paul Rudd, Benedict Cumberbatch and others to serve briefly as mentor figures. There's also one other reason why this special team ends up being the last entry on this post (which is unintentional, to be honest): because I REALLY want them to show up in the MCU! \(*v*)/

So there you have it, the 9 (plus 4+) Marvel Heroes I want to see coming to the big screen. In the end though, this is nothing more than a personal opinion. It's obviously a very subjective thinkpiece, so anyone else might not have the same idea (if you do have your take, then do post them, I'd gladly read it!). I do however, hope that someone, anyone from Marvel Studios would somehow stumble upon this, read it, and put these names into considerations. I sincerely feel they will bring something NEW to the MCU, while continue conveying message of hope, inspiration, kindness, and good. After all, that's what Marvel Studios movies are for, right? Thanks for reading... enjoy your September 9th! Even if it might be just a regular day for most of us... XD

[alone-with-company]

✩ - Avignon

Send ‘✩’ for the following:

because this is long and gonna be a wonderful handful to tackle, its under read more.

*note that this is to the best of my knowledge of the ocs involved, so any input afterwards to ‘correct’ anything would be helpful!

Disagreements:

Who is more likely to raise their voice? 

AVI, because he gets irritated and annoyed very easily sometimes and I feel like Blue would just sort of stand there and stare until he calms down.

Who threatens to leave but never actually does?

Uh, tbh I’m really not sure? I think that they are both capable of making these threats, but I also think that it would take more than a disagreement (unless it was something crazily fundamental) for one to leave.

Who actually keeps their word and leaves?

Personally again, I feel both? But in my own instinct, it leans a little more towards Avi

Who trashes the house?

Well what kind of intense argument are these two having? I don’t think either would “trash” the house, maybe a few things broken by a pissed Frenchman, but nothing trashed lol again, this would have to be a crazy argument to even get to that point to begin with

Do either of them get physical?

I hope not??? Avi might slam and wave his hands around, and IF he were to TRY to strike Blue, I doubt that would even land.

How often do they argue/disagree?

To date, they haven’t really argued that much. Minor spats, or little comments, but its never been anything huge enough for an impact on either side.

Who is the first to apologise?

*snickering* Apologies? Where? 

Sex:

Who is on top?

That is easily Blue. Avignon never/hardly tops, not a thing he really craves.

Who is on the bottom?

Avi lol

Who has the strangest desires?

uhhhhhh, I feel like probably Blue to be perfectly honest

Any kinks?

I know that they both have kinks lmfao specifically for Blue, I don’t 100% remember them all, I know at least blood play and knives for certain. Avi likes bondage, being ordered about (you didn’t hear it from me), certain toys, lace, rough play apparently now okay. 

Who’s dominant in bed?

Blue, that is a given lol though doesn’t mean Avi might not possibly challenge, but again he rarely tops.

Is head ever in the equation?

I don’t see Blue giving head personally, I mean I could be wrong, but that doesn’t seem like that would be a thing he might do. Avignon doesn’t really give head either, though if asked, he might do it

If so, who is better at performing it?

I don’T know the answer to this, I literally have no idea LOL

Ever had sex in public?

they haven’t even had the sex. Uhm, if they did, Avi would be very desperate to make sure that they did not GET CAUGHT.

Who moans the most?

THat would be Avignon I feel, but again, could be Blue - though I feel like he would make more ‘growling’ noises if that makes sense.

Who leaves the most marks?

Blue, that is definitely him no lie at all there.

Who screams the loudest?

Avi

Who is the more experienced of the two?

Blue, I feel is more experienced lol

Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’?

I personally feel like they would probably ‘fuck’ over ‘make love’, but I think that depends on the mood surrounding the event in my personal opinion. I know Avi prefers the term ‘make love’ but *shrug*

Rough or soft?

RoUgh, just because that just seems the way they might go. But maybe soft at times?

How long do they usually last?

I literally have no idea how long two non-humans would last. I don’t knOw.

Is protection used?

Avi doesn’t use protection lol I don’t know about Blue however.

Does it ever get boring?

I doubt it :’) 

Where is the strangest place they’d have sex?

Probably some abandoned building or some crazy thing like that, depends on who is thirsty and if they want spur of the moment.

Family:

Do your muses plan on having children/or have children?

HAAAAAAA HAAA NOPE NO CHILDREN HERE LMFAO

If so, how many children do your muses want/have?

ZERO so do I fill the rest of this out hypothetically...? Leave it blank? I’ll fill it out for shits and giggles because I know 1000% there is NO children at ALL.

Who is the favorite parent? 

Blue prob

Who is the authoritative parent? 

Avi

Who is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school? 

Avi LOL

Who lets the children indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around?

I don’t think either of them would care

Who turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children?

ehhhhhhh....???? Depends on the topic. I don’t know

Who goes to parent teacher interviews?

I feel like both lol Blue intimidating a teacher sounds hilarious

Who changes the diapers?

neither lol nah, Avi probably

Who gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby?

Avi again lol

Who spends the most time with the children?

Avi

Who packs their lunch boxes?

I donT know. Avi I guess

Who gives their children ‘the talk’?

Blue can have that, Avi will just wander away from that conversation LOL

Who cleans up after the kids?

Maybe both, they both seem to like things in order

Who worries the most?

AVI he needs to NOT worry

Who are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from?

Avi :’)

Affection:

Who likes to cuddle?

I know Avignon doesn’t mind cuddling, but Blue doesn’t (yes? since he doesn’t like hugs it seems safe to assume that)

Who is the little spoon?

My first thought is to say Avi, but that implies that Blue intiates the cuddling - which he doesn’t like, so I suppose Blue would be?

Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places?

I know Avi doesN’t, he would try to hide any such evidence.

Who struggles to keep their hands to themself?  

I don’t think either of them have that problem, but it could depend again on the situation. On who’s more lusting at the time.

How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable?

like five seconds. Nah kidding, but I wouldn’t imagine very long at all.

Who gives the most kisses?

Idk about Blue, but Avi is one that likes to sneak in kisses so

What is their favourite non-sexual activity?

Plotting the demise of their enemies. Avi might tag along with Blue’s urban explorations tbh - maybe find some odd shops and what not.

Where is their favourite place to cuddle?

i....dont know. A random hug on the go and then back to business lol

Who is more likely to playfully grope the other? 

Not sure why, but I feel like Blue could be a tease if he wants to be. Doesn’t even have to be a grope either for him, could just be a way he talks or maybe a certain look.

How often do they get time to themselves?

a fair amount...?

Sleeping:

Who snores?

I don’t think either of them snore, Avi doesn’t, and I don’t think Blue does.

If both do, who snores the loudest?

N/A

Do they share a bed or sleep separately?

Well. Since their sleep schedule is different, I can see them sharing a bed, but also because it wouldn’t really be a big issue

If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart?

Lay apart, though yet in still close proximity? just not ‘cuddle’ actions.

Who talks in their sleep?

I feel like they both do, to what extent with Blue, i don’t know, Avi might just mumble here and there. Though would be the type to respond to a question asked.

What do they wear to bed?

I don’t know what Blue wears to bed honestly, I almost feel like he just sleePs in his clothes. Avi wears light pjs, usually loose long pants and a long sleeved shirt

Are either of your muses insomniacs?

Well Blue is a vampire, so naturally he won’t sleep at night, but for his own sleep cycle, I can’t say for certain - but I do feel like he might have trouble falling asleep. Avi for sure has trouble falling asleep.

Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside?

No.

Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side?

Avi would like to do that, but won’t because boundaries. so lay side by side.

Who wakes up with bed hair?

BlUe, and I don’t know why I say that LOL. Avi doesn’t get bedhead that bad, if ever, but again who knows lol

Who wakes up first?

uhhhhhhh, thats tricky to figure out because one sleeps during the day and the other at night, so..

Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other?

Neither, I don’t see them doing that tbh

What is their favourite sleeping position?

Avi sleeps on his right side, slightly curled. I’m not sure how Blue likes to sleep :x

Who hogs the sheets?

Avi might since he’s prone to getting chilly a lot of the time.

Do they set an alarm each night?

Avignon does out of habit, I don’t think Blue does.

Can a television be found in their bedroom?

Nah, probably books though and a laptop.

Who has nightmares?

HNNgggg, I can’t remember if you’ve told me if Blue does or not, Avi does on occasion, usually about things about work.

Who has ridiculous dreams?

I don’t know, dreams can be all sorts of ridiculous. I don’t think either of them personally.

Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed?

Neither again in my opinion, I see them both as pretty sound and still sleepers.

Who makes the bed? 

Hmmm, Avignon i can see making sure the bed is made, so that it looks nice.

What time is bed time? 

LOL whenever they are tired, there is no set time. 

Any routines/rituals before bed?

Avi brushes his teeth and usually takes a shower, puts his hair up a bit, might read a little or do a few things on the internet. Blue, I don’t know what he does before he goes to bed.

Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up?AVI. Okay, hes already making himself sleep deprived so just...leave him be for a couple minutes and he’ll be fine lol

Work:

Who is the busiest?

They both seem pretty busy tbh, 

Who rakes in the highest income?

well since Avi currently doesn’t have a job anymore right now.....

Are any of your muses unemployed?

Avi lmfao not that he’s complaining about it right now though, he doesn’t mind that break

Who takes the most sick days?

Avi since I don’t think Blue can get sick

Who is more likely to turn up late to work?

Neither

Who sucks up to their boss?

well Avi did so that he can like try to work his way up to the top/stay alive, kinda important.

What are their jobs?

Blue is a neurosurgeon, Avi is a field agent to keep it somewhat simple - maybe like a makeshift FBI of the company he works for

Who stresses the most?

Avignon. When does he not stress?

Do your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations?

I know Blue does!! I know Blue very much enjoys his career. Avi actually wouldn’t mind so much if his life wasn’t deemed as worthless :’) and that he is basically a pawn

Are your muses financially stable?

Blue is for sure, Avi is okay for now as well.

Home:

Who does the washing?

uh, Avi I guess? THough I’m sure Blue is also perfectly capable, they would do their own laundry I would think lol

Who takes out the trash?

Avi

Who does the ironing?

Blue’s the one with all those nice suits, so him I think :P

Who does the cooking?

Well Blue doesn’t eat human food so it would have to be Avi

Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying?

Avi, though it wouldn’t be but a one time mistake LOL

Who is messier? 

They seem to be both orderly to me tbh, so if one was to be messier, it would be slight? Unless Blue just likes to put things in random places and Avi just doesn’t care for where that is

Who leaves the toilet roll empty?

Neither

Who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor?

I don’t know, Avi might throw his on a chair when he’s not going to wash it right away

Who forgets to flush the toilet?

Neither

Who is the prankster around the house?

Again, not a thing I see either of them doing. Maybe an unintentional scare because Blue is a silent walker, might give Avi a slight heart attack to just APPEAR

Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere?

Avi

Who mows the lawn?

Well no one wants someone mowing the lawn at night so Avi lol

Who answers the telephone?

Avignon is quick with telephones, so he would be prone to dart to answer it

Who does the vacuuming?

Both, they can both vacuum yes. Though I feel like Avi might push reminders more

Who does the groceries?

Avi because he’s the one eating the food

Who takes the longest to shower?

I really don’t know

Who spends the most time in the bathroom?

Avi maybe? Brushing his hair and what not

Miscellaneous:

Is money a problem?

Nope.

How many cars do they own?

Avignon has a car, I don’t know if Blue does - never been mentioned/never seen him with one lol

Do they own their home or do they rent?

They would own a home.

Do they live near the coast or deep in the countryside?

I feel like probably the coat, not gonna lie.

Do they live in the city or in the country? 

City, more convenient and probably a lot more interesting things happening. 

Do they enjoy their surroundings?

As far as I know they both do

What’s their song?

I have no idea, but that might get looked into lol

What do they do when they’re away from each other?

Business as usual lol I don’t really see a lot of behavior/pattern change just because of each other,except the fact Avi needs to find a different job now

Where did they first meet?

WELL, in a stairwell of the SSIH

How did they first meet?

Chance meeting that was probably one out of a million because who expects a crazy vampire wandering up a company stairwell? And then fun times ensue from that

Who spends the most money when out shopping?

I don’t know what Blue spends money on, honestly.

Who’s more likely to flash their assets?

Uh, I’m not sure on this either :P maybe Blue?

Who finds it amusing when the other trips over?

Blue, that is a Blue thing to be amused by

Any mental issues?

THese two? mental issues? Not at all, what are you talking about.... Both, but very different issues. One knows all about his and readily talks to his voices, while the other shoves it deep down and decides to ignore it like a fucking champ until it’ll probably eat him away.

Who’s terrified of bugs?

I wouldn’t say Avi is terrified of bugs, but he doesn’t really appreciate it when they like to invade his space

Who kills the spiders around the house?

Blue won’t, so I guess Avi will have to - that or nicely escort them out of the house.

Their favourite place?

As in together or separate? Together I have no idea, Avi separately would love to back to France on a trip, Blue I’m not sure, he seems to like the odd places 

Who pays the bills?

Both.

Do they have any fears for their future?

Avi worries about the consequences and repercussions of his late career a lot, and worries about how long he probably has left until someone assassinates him. Blue, I’m not 100% on. 

Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner?

Well since avi can’t as Blue doesn’t eat food (unless he does something crazy with blood somehow...)

Who uses up all of the hot water? 

Avi lol he would use all of it up

Who’s the tallest?

Blue is at 6′2″, and dear Avi is 5′9″

Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other?

I actually think Blue would tbh

Who wanders around in their underwear?

Neither, not a thing I can see Blue doing and Avi certainly doesn’t do that

Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio?

Avi I feel, he doesn’t mind singing along to a radio at all :D

What do they tease each other about?

small things, maybe on different habits or hobbies that they like that might seem obscure to the other. Protecting the other

Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times?

Neither I don’t think, they both have an actual nice sense of style to the both of them and nothing really obnoxious lol

Do they have mutual friends?

No......? Not that I can think of. Mutual enemies tho now lol

Who crushed first? 

Avi, Avi definitely crushed first because the Frenchman can’t help himself 

Any alcohol or substance related problems?

For Blue, not that I know of, and for Avi, no.

Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am?

Avi might, if he’s really upset or something

Who swears the most?

Avi lol

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OKAY DONE FINALLY, I very much enjoyed this lol Now you know more things, and Avi here is glowing lol. Though let me know on inaccurate thoughts? I did my best lol

[witchyvixengirl]

Ketching You Off Guard

This my first ever fic and first ever smut. Be gentle.

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Lizzy walked into the library of the bunker, still in her pajamas. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and made her way towards one of the big tables in the middle of the room. Sam was already sitting there, cup of coffee in his hand, perusing a lore book.

“Morning, sleepyhead.” He chuckled while bringing the coffee cup to his lips.

Lizzy tried to glare at him and reply with a snappy remark but was cut off by a yawn. Stretching her arms out, she rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah. Morning. Where’s Dean?”

“He went out for supplies.”

“This early in the morning?” Lizzy was confused. Dean was almost as grumpy as her in the morning….almost.

“Liz, it’s 11:30.”

“What?” She got closer to Sam, grabbing his wrist to lift his watch up to her face. Oh crap, she thought. I slept longer than usual.

Lizzy went to the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee and stopped dead in her tracks. She stared wide eyed at the man in front of the fridge before turning around, now fully awake, and running back to the library. “What the hell is Ketch doing in our kitchen, Samuel!” she was trying and failing to not yell.

Sam took a deep breath and moved to face her. “He’s, uh, helping us with a case –“

She cut him off. “WHAT!”

“More like, they’re helping me with a case,” the smooth, British accent came from the doorway. Ketch walked into the room, having left the kitchen to see about the commotion.

Sam scoffed at this and muttered something under his breath.

“So Dean knows about this?” Lizzy knew Dean wasn’t the biggest fan of the British Men of Letters.

“Of course, he does, love” Ketch replied, his signature smirk gracing his face.

“I wasn’t asking you, asshat.” Lizzy spat her reply. She was not going to sugarcoat it. She did not trust the British Men of Letters and, she certainly did not trust Arthur Ketch.

“Oh, Elizabeth,” Ketch was definitely a smooth talker, there was no denying that. “I am so looking forward to working with you.” His smirk still plastered on his smug face.

“Nuh uh. Nope” Lizzy threw her arms up in frustration, turned around, and stomped out of the library. ‘This is NOT happening. No.” She huffed the entire way back to her room.

When she came back, dressed and ready for the day, she sat in the chair across from Sam. “You have some explaining to do, Winchester.”

Sam looked up at her, trying to word his response in the best way. “Uh. Right. So, a few weeks ago, after the whole thing with the Alpha vamp, I agreed to help the Men of Letters. I only just told Dean a few days ago. And you were off helping Donna with that little ghoul problem.”

Lizzy stared at him incredulously. “So, let me get this straight. You help them kill the Alpha and now your best friends with those dicks!”

“No! No. It’s a means to an end, Liz. I don’t think we can eradicate every monster in America, but,” Sam hesitated, “I think they can help us.”

Lizzy just ran her hand over her face. She was realizing there was no arguing with Sam, and most likely Dean too, at this point. She just had to shut up and accept it. “Ugh. Fine. We’ll do it your way.”

“Thanks” Sam was grateful to avoid the argument.

“But don’t think I’m going to like it.” She started standing up, leaning across the table and pointing her finger in Sam’s face to make her point.

“Didn’t think you would.” Sam smiled.

As Lizzy wandered around the bunker that day, she wondered when she would run into Ketch again. She really didn’t like that man. He seemed like a tightly wrapped coil and once he snapped, it would be chaos. But she couldn’t deny the fact that he was a good looking man with impeccable etiquette and an accent like melted chocolate.

Thinking of chocolate, she realized she never had eaten breakfast and made her way to the kitchen to make lunch. When she walked in the room, she found Ketch, once again standing in front of the stove.

“Well good afternoon, Elizabeth” Ketch turned away from the stove, wiping his hands on the dish towel over his shoulder. He walked over to pull out the stool under the table for her.

Lizzy was still thrown by Ketch’s manners. For someone whom she saw as a psychopath, he was very well behaved. As she sat down, she took in his appearance as he walked back to the stove. She had never seen him out of his usual three-piece suit. Moving about the kitchen with grace, he was wearing fitted, well fitted, slacks and t-shirt she swore was two sizes too small. Eyes roving over his form, Lizzy couldn’t help but think that Ketch was one fine specimen of a man.

She shook her head. She couldn’t think like that. This man, this gorgeous man, in front of her was the enemy. Then she realized he was saying something to her. “Hmmm?”

“Would you like a pickle with your sandwich?” He smiled at her, holding a plate in his hand (the one with the tattoo, Lizzy noted) that held one of the most beautiful sandwiches she’d ever seen in her life. It dawned on her that Ketch had been making her lunch.

“Oh, uh, yeah.” She was thrown off guard by the genuine smile he wore in his face.

He set the plate down, went to the fridge and grabbed the jar of pickles. With what looked like no effort at all, he opened the lid and grabbed a pickle, placing it on the plate as he slid the plate across to her. “Bon apetit!”

“Uh, thanks?” She didn’t know why it came out as a question and didn’t dwell on it either. She was starving and she certainly didn’t care where this sandwich came from or who made it. As she took her first bite and started chewing, her eyes shut and she let out a throaty moan. This was probably the most amazing sandwich she’d ever had. With her mouth still full, she garbled out, “this is delicious!”

Ketch’s smile grew. “Thank you. I noticed you hadn’t had breakfast. What with your distaste of my being here.”

She stopped with the sandwich in her hands midair, looked up at him and said, “I still don’t like you.” Then added, “And I definitely don’t trust you.”

“You don’t have to like me, love. But we do have to work together. And,” he paused, walking to stand behind her. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “Do not think that I did not notice your eyes roaming over me when you sat down.”

Lizzy sputtered. Coughing and wide-eyed, she opened her mouth to deny it. “I don’t – “

“Ah, ah, ah. Do not deny it, love. Though I admit, I did take advantage of your earlier state of undress this morning.” If it was even possible, his voice got lower, “And I must say, I would love to just ravish you.” He stood back up to his full height, threw a wink in her direction and walked out of the kitchen.

Forgetting her sandwich, Lizzy ran out of the room to follow him, determined to deny everything he said about her attraction to him. She did not want to willingly admit she found the man intimidatingly handsome. “Wait! Come back here! I do not,” she paused, running to catch up to him. “have any other feelings towards you except pure contempt!”

He stopped abruptly and she slammed into him, unable to stop herself in time. He turned around and looked down into her eyes. “Oh you don’t?”

There was a hint of a challenge in his voice, mixed with something else Lizzy couldn’t quite place.

She glanced up to meet his eyes and saw a fire in them. He was looking at her like she was prey. “I-I-I-, “ she stuttered. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Her voice was quiet.

He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her flush to him, staring down at her with a dangerous gleam in his eye. “Are you sure about that, love?”

Lizzy’s breath hitched as she felt her resolve start to crumble. She didn’t see the point in trying to fight it anymore. What was the point of being stubborn if he was clearly not going to give up but there was still a little part of her that was steadfast in avoiding Ketch at all costs. She tried once more to rebuff him but was unable to find the words.

Taking her silence as an opportunity, he pushed her up against the wall in the hallway, pinning her between his body and the cool, hard surface. His head dipped to her ear, “Let’s find out. I’m sure I can sway your opinion of me.”

And with that, any fight Lizzy had left in her was gone. “Ketch,” she started, before he cut her off.

“Please, love. Call me Arthur.” His voice was thick like honey in her ear. She was pretty sure that if Ketch -no, Arthur - wasn’t holding her up against the wall, she would’ve fallen to the floor. Using his free hand, he cupped her face. She was unaware she was even looking down until he raised her head to meet his gaze. “Tell me, love.” He ran his thumb over her cheek and her eyes fluttered shut. “What kind of lover do you think I am?”

She opened her eyes, only to view his grey-blue ones taking her in. “I, um, I don’t know.” And she didn’t. At least not in that moment. Her thought process was currently focused on the ever growing wetness between her legs. Though she figured with the way this encounter was going, she was bound to find out soon.

“How would you like to find out?” He purred in her ear, like a predator luring its prey for the kill. It was almost as if he read her mind.

She could only nod in response.

He moved forward to kiss her, capturing her lips with his own. Once their lips touched, every logical thought she had went out the window. Lizzy’s hands flew up to grip Arthur’s shirt, while his wandered down her body, playing with the hem of her tank top.

He pulled away, the lust in his eyes burning with an intensity that almost scared her. “Why don’t we move this to a place that’s a little more,” he moved to whisper in her ear yet again, having caught on quickly that Lizzy truly enjoyed it, “private.”

“Yes,” was her breathy reply. Gaining a small ability to form coherent thoughts again, she continued, “Follow me.”

Pulling apart, Lizzy, suddenly bold with the anticipation of what was to come, grabbed Arthur’s hand and led him to her bedroom. His hands were callused, rough with years of hunting and killing under his belt. What he must have done with those hands was frightening, the countless lives he must have taken. However, the prospect of what he could do to her with those hands made Lizzy pull him along harder, hurrying to get the room.

Once she opened the door, Arthur pushed into the room and shut the door behind him with his foot. He turned her around and pushed her face first against the door. “This,” he started, running his hand up under her shirt,”needs to go.” He pulled the shirt off smoothly. Spinning her around once more, he brought his lips to her ear, “You are exquisite.” He breathed her in, running his hands all over her. “The things I want to do to you. So many marvelous things. But right now, I’m far too impatient. I just want to take you, lay you down on that bed and shag the hell out of you.”

Lizzy whimpered, rolling her body against his. “Yes.” She rolled her head back as he kissed the base of her neck, making her moan.

She felt him smirk again her skin. “You quite like this don’t you, love?” As he continued kissing her neck, his hands moved to her breasts. As soon as his fingers brushed over her nipples, still hidden behind her bra, she shuddered. He reached around her with his right hand, undoing the clasp on the first try. She shrugged her bra off and his hands went right back to her breasts, massaging them before running his thumbs over her bare nipples. She leaned her head forward on his shoulder and the feeling increased the wetness still growing between her legs.

“Ketch,” Lizzy gasped and then felt a sharp smack on her ass. She whined and pushed back against him.

“Now, love,” Arthur’s voice had a level of dominance in it. “What did I tell you to call me?”

“Arthur.”

“Very good. You’re like a fine bottle of scotch, love. Smooth and full bodied, with the perfect hint of spice. But scotch doesn’t make the wonderful little gasps and moans that you do” Arthur kissed way down to the top of her jeans and brought his hand up to the clasp. Lizzy tried to contain herself, focusing on the cross tattoo. She was completely transfixed with the tattoo on his hand. She’d always had a thing for hands, at the cross in ink on his right hand made it that much more intriguing. She thought about that hand, deep inside her, pulling gasps and moans from her throat. As he pulled the zipper down, her hips bucked forward. “My, My, aren’t we impatient? Can’t wait for me to take you body and have you writhing in sheer pleasure. I cannot wait to hear the noises you make. I do love a surprise, and I’m sure this will be a good one.”

He started leaving light kisses along her thighs and her legs as he pulled her jeans down. When she kicked them off, he rose. Lizzy noticed he was still fully clothed. “Arthur, I think you have far too many clothes on.” She purred at him. Reaching down to the hem of his shirt, he grinned. “I suppose I do,” and pulled the shirt off in one swift movement. He was toned, with slight definition around his abs. Clearly in shape, but not some crazy buff health nut. But the muscles in his arms, that was what sent Lizzy reeling. It looked like he could pick her up and throw her around with very little effort. She sighed and ran her hand down his chest. “Like what you see?”

“Fuck yes.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, hard, feeling her bare breasts against his hard chest. He walked her backwards and let her fall on the bed, taking the time to shed his pants. Lizzy looked down to see a sizable tent in his boxer briefs. She moaned wantonly at the sight.

Arthur moved onto the bed, taking his time to kiss up her body, “I just want to ravish you. I want to take you so hard and pull every beautiful mewl out of you.” Her body rolled as he continued his journey upward. When he gotto her breasts, he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked greedily. One of her hands gripped his head, determined to keep him there as long as possible while the other fisted the sheets.

As his mouth continued, switching between nipples periodically, his right hand moved down and slipped under her panties. “Already so wet. All for me, love?” The noise that left his mouth was predatory. He growled and his hand squeezed her hip so hard, she was sure there would be a bruise there.

All Lizzy could do is hum in agreement, focused on his fingers circling her clit. Her hips tried to move along with his ministrations but he pinned her hips down with his free hand. He took his mouth off her breasts, trying to finish kissing his way up to her neck. When he found her sensitive spot again, she moaned, louder than intended.

“I adore the noises you make. Shall we see how loudly you can make them?” Arthur punctuated this by sliding two fingers between her legs and slowly up into her. Her hips jerked up, her moans going right into Arthur’s ear. He gave a low growl, curling his fingers up and hitting her g-spot.

She cried out, meeting his thrusting hand. “Oh, God yes!”

“God has nothing to do with it, love.” He kissed her fully. “It’s me making these sounds come from you.”

“Yes! Please, Arthur….more!”

Kissing her once more on the lips, he moved to kneel in front of her. As his right hand kept pumping in and out of her, his left started to rub her clit, bringing her close to the edge. She felt it coil tight within her, with a few more thrusts, she’d be screaming his name. Then he curled his fingers one more time and scream his name she did.

Her back arched and her eyes slammed shut, unable to form any other thought other than his name. As she calmed down, she gasped out his name one last time, “Arthur.”

“Beautiful,” Arthur shifted and stood up to remove his underwear. “You are absolutely stunning when you come undone.”

Lizzy, still in a post-orgasmic haze, looked up to see Arthur stand up and she took in the sight of him. Her mouth dropped. He was decently long and amazingly wide, with a slight tilt up and to the left. She stared wide eyed at the naked man, anxious to have him inside her. She licked her lips unknowingly.

“Oh, love. You have no idea what you’re in for. I’m going to ravish you so hard that you will feel me for days.” He moved back onto the bed and positioned his body over. Leaning down into her ear, he growled, “The only words on your lips will be my name,” teasing her folds with the tip of his hard member.

“Please,” she whimpered, “Please just,” she couldn’t focus on anything but the feeling of him, hard at her entrance. “Please.” And with that, he sank himself inside her.

He drove into her, his hips moving at a relentless pace. He was not a gentle lover and LIzzy was okay with that. The only thing she cared about was the delicious stretch she was feeling between her legs. He filled her completely, the slight curve of him hitting her g-spot with almost every thrust.

“Ah, so you like it rough?” He was groaning with each thrust, helping her get closer to release.

“You make the most lovely noises. All because of me.”

“Yes. Arthur!” She was meeting his force with her own movements, chasing that crest, the wave of final pleasure. “Please, Arthur.”

He increased his pace, pushing harder, and if possible deeper. “Tell me, love,” he was grunting in between his words, “I can feel how much you like this, me driving into you, whispering in your ear?” She just wailed in response. “Look at you, so lost in ecstasy. Just begging for orgasm. Craving the release only I can give to you.”

She squeezed her eyes shut. “Please, harder.”

He grunted. “I can feel you getting closer.” He punctuated each word with a jerk of his hips. “I can hear you so close to the final crest. That final wave of paradise within reach.” He moved his right hand in between them to rub her clit, moving to whisper in her ear once more. “Come on. Cum for me, love.”

Her back was arching, so very close to the edge. With only a few more thrusts, she toppled over the edge, body spasming with the shock of her climax. The only thing that left her mouth was a scream of his name, “Arthur!”

“Yes. That’s it. Scream for me.” And with a low growl, he followed her into the pinnacle of carnal desire. “Elizabeth,’ he keened into her ear as he lazily rode out the rest of his own wave of pleasure.

He remained over her as he removed himself from her, their breath mingling as it returned to normal. As he shifted to lay beside her, she expected him to leave the bed and then the room. So when he put his arm around her, she was pleasantly surprised.

“Mr. Ketch,” she began leisurely, then corrected herself, “Arthur, I did not take you for a cuddler.”

He chuckled, “I do enjoy holding a beautiful woman in my arms after passionate love-making,” and kissed her behind her ear.

She turned in his arms, placing a soft kiss to his chest. “You know, maybe working with you won’t be so bad. Perhaps we can learn to trust each other.” She still had a nagging feeling in her gut, but was too satisfied and too tired to pay attention to it.

Arthur looked down at her, his smirk returning to her face. “Love, you have no idea.”

[michaelguyyo]

1-70

1: Do you have a crush at the moment?

Yeah, Camila Mendes. She plays Veronica on Riverdale

2: Have you ever been deeply in love?

Again I’d like to point out Camila Mendes… Lmao but no for real, yeah of course I have, I have a lot of love to give (and to answer the first question seriously, I sure hope so. I’m dating a girl who I have a crush on always)

3: Longest relationship you’ve ever been in?

Hmmm…. Lizz I think, I mean even though there were some rough spots in the middle, I still count it. It’s been a while.

4: Have you ever changed for someone?

I’d like to think I improve all the time, I hope I’m changing for people for the better every day

5: How is your relationship with your ex?

Depends who you’re asking, I care about anyone I’d consider an ex. But some of em don’t like me, it happens.

6: Have you ever been cheated on?

I’d say so (see 62)

7: Have you ever cheated?

Yeah, as much as I’m embarrassed to admit it, I have. It was a rough time… That’s behind me though, bad experience all around.

8: Would you date someone who’s well known for cheating?

If she loyal, I don’t care what her reputation is. I’d be a little skeptical but I want people to prove themselves to me, not one to hold on to other’s reputations

9: What’s the most important part of a relationship?

In my opinion? Intimacy, passion. I dunno I want every kiss to feel just as exciting, every date to be full of just as many laughs.

10: Do you like to be in serious relationships or just flings?

Relationships… Kinda. I dunno it’s weird, whichever I’m currently on at the time, I kinda wish it was the other. But to an extent, like I love whoever I’m with at any given time, I don’t want them to be outta my life in the least bit, especially now with Lizz she’s the best I could ask for.

11: When you are dating someone do you believe in going on “breaks”?

Not something I’ve ever purposely done. But if both parties feel like it would be healthy and beneficial that’s up to them. I have nothing against it, but not something I’m actively looking for

12: How many people have you ever hooked up with?

Yikes… Umm, depends what you’d consider hooking up? I’d sayyy, 6-7?

13: What’s one thing you regret saying/doing in a previous relationship?

Binch I regret everything I do all the time. I’m a super shitty boyfriend like 75% of the time and I’m always trynna do better. 

14: What age do you think is appropriate for kids to start having sex?

14-15 honestly. High school, do whatever the fuck you want I don’t care.

15: Do you believe in the phrase “age is just a number”?

With like 2-3 years? Yeah… But an 18 year old getting it on with a freshman, or a gap as weird as that and you sure are pushing it.

16: Do you believe in “love at first sight”?

Hmmm… Infatuation, for sure. But love? Iffy… I’d probably lean towards no.

17: Do you believe it’s possible to fall in love on the internet?

Sure why not.

18: What do you consider a deal breaker?

IN WHAT CONTEXT?

19: How do you know it’s time to end a relationship?

If you’re at the point that you’d rather kiss someone other than your current partner and you have the opportunity to (so like…….. I’d kiss Justin Timberlake over Lizz, but no opportunity) then it’s time to talk to your partner.

20: Are you currently in a relationship?

Ya, she fake tho

21: Do you think people who have dated can stay friends?

FOR SURE, 100%. I wish all the people I’ve dated were still close to me.

22: Do you think people should date their friends?

Also for sure, your partner should be one of your best friends. It’s boring otherwise, super boring.

23: How many relationships have you had?

By my counts, 6, but that’s a liberal 6. Three that I’d call rather serious.

24: Do you think love can last forever?

Surrreeeeeeee, it’s not as easy as a fairy tale though

25: Do you believe love can conquer all things?

Yuck. No. Not at all. It’s a good start though for sure.

26: Would you break up with someone your parents didn’t approve of?

What year is it the fuck

27: If you could go back in time and give yourself one piece of advice about dating what would it be?

Hold on to the people you hold dear, cherish the moments. Those moments won’t always be there.

28: Do you think long distance relationships can work?

In my personal opinion, only to an extent. Like I’m pretty far from Lizz, but we see each other a few times a month. If I was in another state? Hell naw

29: What do you notice first about another person?

I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again, eyes and the way they light up when they laugh.

30: Are you straight, bi, gay or pansexual?

Straight as hell fam, surprising I know

31: Would it bother you if your partner suffered from any mental illness?

What the fuck year is it??? No, as long as they aren’t abusive, hell no.

32: Have you ever been in an abusive relationship?

Dating relationship, no I wouldn’t say so. Bad ones maybe but I’d never call them abusive.

33: Do you want to get married one day?

Yaaaaa, call me old fashioned but I love all that romance crap.

34: What do you think about getting your partner’s name tattooed?

Y I K E S. It’s tacky even if it ends up not being a mistake. Unless it’s like a list of all past relationships with crosses through em, that’s kinda cool

35: Could you be in a relationship without sex?

no next question

36: Are you still a virgin?

yes next question

37: What’s more important: Looks or personality?

As shitty as this sounds, to me, looks. No personality will make up for the fact that I’m not attracted to you… But you could be a little bland and I’d still be like damn ma at least you hot. But I doubt the relationship would last long without both.

38: Do you enjoy love films?

Yes pls I love movies.

39: Have you ever given anyone/received roses?

Surprisingly?? No??? Send me roses.

40: Have you ever had a valentine?

Ya of course, I try to do fun dates on Valentines when I can

41: What’s your imagination of a “perfect date”?

Dinner, movie, dancing. I wanna dance with my girl all night.

42: Have you ever read “Romeo & Juliet”?

Yeah it was a school requirement, it was solid. Leo version best version.

43: What’s more important: Your partner or your friends?

Yiiiikeeesss…. Honestly, my friends. But I consider my partner a friend…. But if I had to choose between Lizz and all my friends? I don’t think I could choose Lizz over everyone else. I would cry either way though, just a little more if I lost literally all my friends lmao I don’t think Lizz could support me through that, nobody could.

44: Would you consider yourself “romantic”?

Probably, but I’m not very good at it. Suave, sure. Affectionate, sure. But generally romantic? Hmm… I try my best.

45: Could you imagine to date one of your current friends?

I could imagine dating any one of my friends. All cuties. All great people.

46: Have you ever been “friendzoned”?

Fuck this shit naw, I’m hot as hell and also the friendzone isn’t real. Unless you talkin about your buddy’s house. Then I’ve been in the friendzone

47: Which “famous couple” is your favorite?

I miss Emma Stone and Andrew Garfield. 

48: What’s your favorite love song?

You and I by Ingrid Michaelson

49: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

Yeah, unfortunately far more than I’d like.

50: If you’re single, why do you think you are?

fuk u

51: Would you rather date someone who’s rich but a douchebag or someone who’s poor but a nice guy?

Poor? I am a male so society doesn’t expect me to marry rich. So that’s not even a small thought.

52: Are you good at giving other people advices regarding dating/ relationships?

People don’t ask me for relationship advice, but I don’t think I’m bad at it… I’m just sure people from the outside think very differently about me and my relationship skills lmao

53: Are you jealous of couples when you’re single?

Nope, still love couples. Always fun to be around if they’re cool people.

54: How important is it to make a relationship official (p.e. on facebook)?

Not? Facebook is dead grow up

55: Would you consider yourself “clingy”, “overly attached” or “jealous”?

Ya

56: Have you ever “destroyed” a relationship?

Ya

57: Do you think it’s silly to consider suicide because of a broken heart?

Nothing is silly about depression or heartbreak. I mean don’t do it, but I understand the thought, there’s nothing wrong with a thought, just work through it.

58: Are you the “dominant” or the “submissive” part in a relationship?

Dominant for sure oops

59: Have you ever forgotten important dates like your partner’s birthday or your anniversary?

All the time? Not like extensively, I got to it… Just not immediately or whatnot, missed the midnight snap or something along those lines. Mostly I just get sidetracked

60: What’s your opinion on open relationships?

Do whatever the hell you want. Talk with your partner, if they into it then fuck it

61: Who’s more important: Your partner or your family?

Again… Family, there’s just more of them. If you ever told me “who’s more important, 1 person or these important 5+ other people” I’d have a hard time choosing the one. It’s a lot easier getting over a relationship than getting over the loss of your entire family lmao

62: How do you define “cheating”?

Anything that hurts your partner involving your interactions with another person. Heavily flirting or the likes is considered cheating in my book. If you told your partner about it and they’d consider breaking up with you, that’s the line.

63: Is watching porn while being in a relationship inappropriate?

Who the hell cares, no.

64: Do you think Valentine’s Day is overrated?

Maybe a little bit, but I love Valentines Day… So who cares. I think the gifts sometimes is a little much. But a national date night? I’m all for it.

65: Would you consider yourself a “cuddler”?

I. Love. Cuddling. Relationship not required, we can cuddle. Cuddling is pure as HELL

THANKS A BUNCH. There’s only 65 questions tho, not 70 so typo I imagine.

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Heyaa! Sorry for the ridicously late answer. x.x anyways, let’s get this started lol. Picture below is for #59.

1. Are looks important in a relationship? For me it’s not that important, but still something I consider.

2. Are relationships ever worth it? No, there’s some stuff you shouldn’t ever have to go through for a relationship.

3. Are you a virgin? No.

4. Are you in a relationship? Nahh.

5. Are you in love? Nope.

6. Are you single this year? Yep.

7. Can you commit to one person? Yes, definitely.

8. Describe your crush. I don’t really have a crush right now. :p

9. Describe your perfect mate. Someone with good vibes, down to chill and play video games.

10. Do you believe in love at first sight? Not really. I lean more towards love being something that grows over time.

11. Do you ever want to get married? Oh yea, for sure!

12. Do you forgive betrayal? I don’t know. I guess it just depends on the situation.

13. Do you get jealous easily? Lol I mean yes, but I usually won’t admit it.

14. Do you have a crush on anyone? Not really.

15. Do you have any piercings? Not yet.

16. Do you have any tattoos? Not yet, currently saving up for it.

17. Do you like kissing in public? I’m personally not a fan. But as long as it’s tamed, it’s ok I guess.

20. Do you shower every day? I usually just shower ever other day.

21. Do you think someone has feelings for you? Lol nah.

22. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? Lmao nope.

23. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat? Of course, the real question is if the other person can.

24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? Ehh probably not, but who knows.

25. Do you want to be in a relationship this year? It’d be nice, but I’m in no rush for a relationship.

26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you? Yes, multiple times.

27. Has someone ever written a song or poem for you? Hmmm can’t say someone has.

28. Have you ever been cheated on? Lol oh yea, 2 times actually.

29. Have you ever cheated on someone? Nope, I could never do that to someone.

30. Have you ever considered plastic surgery? If so, what would you change about your body? Nahh I’m pretty content with the way I look.

31. Have you ever cried over a guy/girl? Yes I have, multiple times.32. Have you ever experienced unrequited love? Only from very few family and friends.

33. Have you ever had sex with a man? Nahh, I’m not into that.

34. Have you ever had sex with a woman? Yes, I have.

35. Have you ever kissed someone older than you? Yup yup.

36. Have you ever liked one of your best friends? Yes I have actually lol.

37. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated? Hmmm, can’t say for sure to be honest.

38. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to? Yea that’s happened before.

39. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have? Oh yea, definitely.

40. Have you ever written a song or poem for someone? Nahh can’t say I have.

41. Have you had sex so far this year? *sigh* no, unfortunately lol.

42. How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander? I’m not really sure. I’ve never really paid attention to that. If I had to guess I’d say 10 minutes.

43. How long was your longest relationship? 4 years.

44. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had? I’ve had 5 girlfriends.

45. How many people did you kiss in 2012/2013? Zero actually.

46. How many times did you have sex last year? Hmmm I have to guess around 10 times.

47. How old are you? 22, gonna be 23 in a few months!

48. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say? I’d just say ok and wish them the beat of luck. But I wouldn’t be upset with them though.

49. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her? The fact that they encourage me to be myself.

50. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept? Probably not to be honest.

51. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for? Not at this moment, no.

52. Is there anyone you’ve given up on? Why? Yes. Because they either cheated on me or moved on with their life.

53. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are? Well, if someone dislikes the fact I’m talking to nobody then yes lol.

54. Is there someone you will never forget? Yes.

55. Share a relationship story. So back in high school, freshman year, there was a girl i liked and I didn’t really know how to go up to her and start a conversation. It wasn’t until my friend took my phone and forced me to talk to her. I greeted her with “uhhh my name’s rosendo, uhhh nice to meet you.” She just laughed and went along with it. Then we continued talking and eventually dated for 4 years and even after we broke up still became pretty good friends.

56. State 8 facts about your body. I’m 5'6", brown skin, little built with little fat, got a few scars around my arms and knees, black hair, brown eyes, little bit of facial hair, got a bump on the back of my head.

57. Things you want to say to an ex. Nothing, I’ve said everything I had to say to them.

58. What are five ways to win your heart? Video games, values family, some chill drinking, hanging out even if we don’t do much, great sense of humor.

59. What do you look like? (Post a picture!)

60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners? 3 years I think.

61. What is the first thing you notice in someone? Their smile.

62. What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you? Surprising me with some role play.

63. What is your definition of “having sex”? For me it’s just weiner in vagoo.

64. What is your definition of cheating? Any kind of flirting towards someone.65. What is your favourite foreplay routine? 69 to be honest.

66. What is your favourite roleplay? If rather not say to be honest lol.

67. What is your idea of the perfect date? Just having a few drinks, relaxing and playing video games or watching anime.

68. What is your sexual orientation? Straight.

69. What turns you off? Any kind of bad vibes or just bad feeling in general.

70. What turns you on? Neck kisses.

71. What was your kinkiest wet dream? Honestly I can’t remember any, the few I do remember are pretty standard.

72. What words do you like to hear during sex? Lol I’m not sure if I should say. 😅😅😅 if you really wanna know just private message me then.

73. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you? Just for them to tell me how they feel about me and cuddle with me.

74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for? Body, to be honest.

75. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you? Someone once bought me a mini link plushie and asked me to teach them about zelda.

76. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone? I made a necklace by hand and got them a plushie of one of their favorite anime characters.

77. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships? As long as both are over the age limit, it’s ok.

78. What’s your dirtiest secret? We’ll then it wouldn’t be much of a secret if I made it public now would it? 😉

79. When was the last time you felt jealous? Why? Ehh last year I guess. I usually only get jealous when I’m actually in a relationship with that person.

80. When was the last time you told someone you loved them? Last year.

81. Who are five people you find attractive? We’ll I don’t wanna name them out in public so sorry lol.

82. Who is the last person you hugged? One if my cousins.

83. Who was your first kiss with? With my first girlfriend.

84. Why did your last relationship fail? Cause she tried controlling my personality and when that didn’t work she went off looking for someone else to submit to her.

85. Would you ever date someone off of the Internet? I have before. So I probably would again to be honest.