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You and your words | Hendery

❤︎ Prince!Hendery x female!reader ❤︎ Fluff, Smut, Smut, Angst, Royalty AU, best friends to lovers, fuck buddies for some time hehe ❤︎ 3/4 for LOVE MONTH SERIES: Boys Don’t Cry One is a big number

One is a big number | You and your words | Sweet | He loves me, he loves me not |

Summary: You and prince Hendery are good friends... who lust for each other and trying so hard not to fall in love. But your mother, an ambitious woman, wants to use prince Hendery to improve the status of your family.

Word count: 9,614k

Warnings: Unprotected sex, virginity loss, making out, best friends but they lust for each other, masturbation (male), mentions of masturbations (female), they think of each other when they masturbate ano ba, fingering, a lot of kissing, dirty talk, corruption, slight exhibitionism, mentions of oral sex, fuck buddies for some time, dirty talking... but through love letters.... haha, mentions of other idols, strict parents, mother issues, Hendery being a spoiled prince, slight cheating, a lot of bad decisions, you might get mad to Hendery or reader?

A/N: PURE FICTION. PURE FICTION. PURE FICTION. inspired by the Netflix series Bridgerton and First Burn from Hamilton.

For my baby’s Love Letter event, @neosmutcollective HAPPY CUPID DAY!

February 14

My dearest best friend,

I am inviting you to my family’s soirée and ask you to accompany me the whole night. In return, I will sing praises about you to my cousin Xiaojun.

Prince Hendery

Everyone knows that an invitation to the queen’s soirée is the holy grail and it is very hard to be invited especially if the queen or king does not know you personally. But you, the ever so beautiful Y/n, is friends with their son Prince Hendery. So it’s up to you to claw your way to the top and to honor your family. At least that's what your mother wants you to do.

You don’t request anything from the prince, no. Everything that he does or gives to you is voluntarily and because he loves you dearly. As a friend.

It all began when he accidentally bumped you a little too hard because he was in a hurry to avoid a certain dance with someone he does not know. You were both in your teenage years at that time and it was a season where young people were rather picky. The young gents always look for the prettiest most flawless lady, and the young ladies always.... well, avoid anyone or everyone unless he's the prince.

You were quite young by that time and you didn’t care about courting, suitors, love letters, or expensive flowers. That’s why you didn’t know what the prince looked like nor his name, because you didn’t care at all.

“My apologies my lady, I didn’t see you” he offered his hand and pulled you from the ground. It was so kind of him to help you get up and straighten your dress. Not to mention he kissed the back of your gloved hand and apologized again.

“It’s fine. Is someone running after you?” you pursed your lips and hugged yourself to protect yourself from the cold. The palace gardens have it’s unique February breeze, you thought.

“Here,” he smoothly removed his coat and put it around you. “I’m Hendery” he smiled when he finally realized that you don’t know who you are with right now.

“Y/n. The ball is kind of boring and quiet. N-no offense to the queen and her family but everyone seems so uptight and pushing us, the young people to entertain the adults- I’m sure you understand what I’m saying here” your tone was a little loud and the annoyance caused by your mother is slowly showing.

“Very much. In fact, I was running away from a dance that I don’t want to be a part of” he giggles so handsomely to show his support for what you’re feeling right now. "Love is the last thing that I desire right now but my mother wants me to entertain a bunch of women and converse for some time with their mother or father"

“How many girls did you entertain tonight?” you asked back, and also giving back his coat because you’re about to leave him.

“Two. My mother and my sister” he answered proudly which made you smile and let out a small laugh. At least between the two of you, he has the freedom to say no.

When you finally got back to the boring party, your mother was quick to fix your hair and fluff your dress before she pushes you again on the dance floor and dance with the prince. She told you she went to great lengths so you could have some time to dance with the crowned prince even if it’s just for a few seconds.

“Work your magic young lady, enchant the prince, and try to make him interested in you. Be useful like your sisters, be engaged to the prince soon and all is well” your mother’s exact words.

Ah right. Of course, your mother’s priority is to use you as bait to the bigger fishes so you could earn their love and respect. So with a heavy heart and feet, you walked in the middle of the dance floor, feeling so ashamed and humiliated for you were so sure that the prince will not show up because he does not have any interest.

Tears are starting to ball at the corner of your eye but you felt a shiver on your spine when someone tapped you from behind.

Lo and behold, prince Hendery came and graced you with his attention.

“Are those tears?” He was quick to grab your hand and waist to save you from the humiliation but the place started gossiping in no time. You can hear people asking one another if you’re royalty, where did you come from and why is the prince only interested in having a dance with you.

“I’m sorry my prince,” you cleared your throat and hope that your face is pleasing, “we meet again, I have no idea that you’ve been gracing me with your time already. My apologies”

He let out a small laugh before he twirled you. “That’s Hendery, not prince Hendery. The quick moment that I shared with you outside made me feel that I’m free” he whispered beside your ear. So sincere, so true, but it sounded like he’s calling for help.

“Thank you prince Hendery, my mother is pleased”

“I too. I mean, the queen is pleased”

“How about you, your grace, are you pleased?”

“Very much pleased. Tell me, what’s your name?” You stepped back and bowed down to him, as low as you can.

“Lady Y/n L/n, your grace” you smiled and slowly recovered from your bow.

And in that very moment, while a unique friendship is slowly blooming in the middle of the dance floor, everyone started hating you even before knowing your name or family name.

But for prince Hendery, it’s a name that he will never forget and love starting that night.

From there on you and prince Hendery became the best of friends, making the whole town jealous and making everyone crave your attention, begging for you to answer the golden question which is, “Are you two in love with each other?” Something neither you nor Hendery can’t answer because you do love each other, but not deep enough.

Months and years have passed and still, you and prince Hendery please your mothers by being sweet whenever you have eyes watching. Balls, birthday parties, luncheons, soirées, all to which you and prince Hendery had a great time making everyone jealous. Like tonight, where prince Hendery should be right beside you because you are his guest but he is nowhere to be found. Until one of his guards came to you and told you, “Prince Hendery is asking for you in his bedroom, my lady” thankfully it was a whisper, or else it could have been a big scandal.

You have never stepped foot into prince Hendery’s room even though the two of you are incredibly close. No one can enter a royal bedroom except family, guards, maids, or his future fiancé. That’s why you were nervous while you continue to question yourself, ‘what are you doing here?’ until you found yourself in front of the prince’s bedroom and his guard opened the door for you.

“Are you going to marry me?” You asked after the guard shut the door, teasing your best friend and not coming any closer to him.

“Will you please come join me to bed? I’m sad” he pouted so cutely and lie on his side. “You look lovely tonight. The flowers I sent you this morning match your dress perfectly, I picked it from the garden where we first met” he added.

You giggle and told him to look at your head, there he saw a flower from the ones he sent you. “Creative,” he says and pats his bed one more, still asking for you to lie beside him. Of course, you gave up eventually, but you lie so far from him that he had to pull the sheets a little too harshly to get a hold of you which completely startled you and made you nervous. “Much better,” he says, face closer to you than ever that his breath touches your skin.

“No more games my prince, why did you summon me here?” you’ve never been close to Hendery like this. If the queen hears about this, you and your family will be in trouble.

“Nothing special, I just want to be free before I become the night's hot topic” he admitted.

“That's why I'm here. I promise to drag you away whenever someone is coming” He smiles at your effort to cheer him up, “or would you prefer dancing the whole night so we don't get disturbed?” you offered him a hug while you two lie in bed comfortably. “Everything will be fine as long as Im here” you added.

“Exactly, that's why I called you here” he smiles and closed his eyes, listening to the distant violin playing from downstairs. And to make him feel better, you threw away your shyness and rest your head on his chest. He automatically wraps his arms around you and giggled while his eyes were still closed. Secretly happy that you’re slightly on top of him while his embrace becomes tighter and tighter by the second until your face is much closer to his face again when he rolled on the side dragging your body with him.

Shyness creeps in your bones again as he looks at you deeply. Making your body incredibly warm by just looking at you and keeping your body close. You tell yourself, ‘look away, it’s improper to look at your prince like this’ but you can’t and you don’t want to.

“If I ask you to kiss me, will you say no to me?” he bravely asked, eyes hoping for you to say yes. But when you’re taking too long to answer, you saw the disappointment in his eyes, and his embrace was becoming loose. “I’m sorry for being a fool-“

To his surprise, you didn’t answer him through your words but through your actions. You kissed your prince friend on the lips which he returned without hesitation. He was happy and he’s proving it by the way he kisses you, smiling in between taking breaths, letting out a soft moan whenever he’s being too carried away. You didn’t expect to love the way how his lips touch yours, you didn’t expect him to be a good kisser but it was so good that when you closed your eyes you thought you were in a cloud and an angel is kissing you.

It was slow and not rushed. It is as if time stopped while your heads were turning and your tongues were fighting for dominance while no one noticed that your fingers are intertwined. When he pulled away and kissed your forehead to end the moment, he thanked you for not refusing and even asked you where did you learn to kiss like that. “I’m glad the first lips I ever kissed is owned by a woman who truly, cares for me” he smiles and kissed the back of your hand one too many times before he got up from his bed, and offered his hand to help you.

That night, while you and prince Hendery were kissing privately, something sparked inside him that he had never felt before. You may not know but during the party, prince Hendery noticed that you can be someone he can be in love with.

February 19

My dearest Y/n,

Have you been well? When can I see you again? Did you receive the flowers that I sent you and your mother? Perhaps I could pay you a visit and we can have a picnic somewhere private.

I can’t stop thinking about you. I can’t stop thinking about the kiss we shared.

Prince Hendery

Days after that beautiful kiss, prince Hendery sent you beautiful flowers, one for each corner of your home that even your mother was impressed and had the wrong idea. Of course, she thought the prince is courting you and that sending you many expensive flowers is a sign that he is now ready to show his seriousness to you.

“May I see that letter, dear?” she reached out her hand, waiting for you to hand prince Hendery’s recent letter.

“Mother, I’m sure the prince will not be pleased with your idea," you said in the nicest way but the tone of your voice had a hint of begging. Why must she put you in this position? Your own mother. She walked slowly towards you and snatched the letter from your hand and watch your mother betray you in front of your eyes.

After reading, she was very much amused and happy by what she just read. “the kiss we shared, eh?” she said with a smirk. “Write back-“

“I will not” you talked back.

“Write back or I will” she said with a stern voice, “you are to write back and flatter the prince. Tell him you want to happen again, tell him to invite you again to one of his family’s events”

“Mother, I don’t talk like that”

“Whatever, just do as I say For our family’s name, for our family’s sake. Be useful like your sisters” she straightens up her posture and told you to go to your room and write the letter.

You thought that your mother understood the friendship that you have with Hendery but turns out she still wants to use you as bait and to get the attention of the royal family. It sickens you, to be honest. Because Hendery is a decent person, always nice to you and your family and also you love him dearly as a friend.

As you look at the blank paper and arrange your thoughts, trying so hard to talk like how your mother wants but you just can’t. So instead, you told him the truth and what your heart says.

February 19

Dear Prince Hendery,

You care for me always, I am well thank you for asking.

Apologies for not being around these days, I was catching up with some readings. I did receive the lovely flowers, they were very beautiful my mother was pleased.

I miss you awfully. And the private picnic you offered sounds wonderful and can be arranged for tomorrow.

Lady Y/n

“No mention of the kiss?” prince Hendery whined to his best friend Ten while he watches him clean his hands from their afternoon hunt.

“Maybe the story that you told me is just part of your imagination,” Ten laughed.

“It’s not. It’s much real- how can I bring this up to her again? I want it to happen again”

“Oh, you’re a spoiled prince. When will you change? Tell me my, friend, do you love her, or you’re willing to use her for your desperateness?” it was a bold question to open the eyes of the prince.

“I do love her but, it’s very little and I’m sure I’m driven by my lust” the prince admitted.

“Then court her. Feelings can grow and the next thing you know, you now have a queen. And your mother will be pleased”

Hendery shook his head to show his disappointment to his friend. He may be the prince but he believes that he’s not born in this world to merely please his mother but to follow what his heart really wants. Like to marry the one he loves.

On the next day, as promised, the prince planned a private picnic for just the two of you and it was perfect. Being with prince Hendery is like an escape from the reality of your home and for prince Hendery, being with you makes him feel normal. “The sun feels good, doesn’t it?” he put a strawberry in your mouth and watch you chew it while you lie comfortably on his lap.

Since when did you two start to exchange flirty glances? you asked yourself. But you shrugged it off and continue to mind your thoughts. You may not know but it’s obvious that your mind is not in this picnic and prince Hendery can see right through you, he knows something is bothering you so he asked you. “Nothing my prince, I’m just thinking and admiring the perfect weather,” you said with the slightest of interest.

“Why are you so proper when you’re writing to me or when you’re with me? What's the matter? Speak your mind your prince demands it,” he ate another strawberry and you got up from your comfortable position.

“That’s not fair,” you said because you can’t tell him what’s really on your mind.

“It was meant to be a joke, what’s wrong?”

He will never give up until you tell him something that will stop his curiosity, so you didn’t have a choice but to lie. “Having no suitors and my desire to escape from reality. That bothers me” you said and tried diverting your attention by indulging at the feast in front of you.

“Maybe there’s a reason for that. Look for a suitor that's very much like me” he says boldly, looking at you deeply like he’s telling you the answer is right in front of you already. And to be honest, a suitor that’s very much like the prince doesn’t sound so bad. He’s a gentleman, has good intentions, and also a good kisser.

“I will keep that in mind. Now read me poetry and tell me stories,” you went back to your comfort on his lap and listen to him talk while you two bask under the beautiful weather. He reads you tons of poetry that sounded real and full of emotions, tells you stories about his childhood and the things that he wants to do in life, even fed you with the palace gossips, and made you laugh. Again, the picnic is perfect and prince Hendery once again provided an escape from your ugly thoughts.

You watch the sun go down while you both finish the wine in your cups and eat the leftover cheese because there's nothing left anymore. Both a little tipsy from the wine already, laughing and giggling before midnight strikes then out of nowhere, the rain poured so hard that it got you both soaked in a matter of minutes.

Running hand in hand to look for a shade as the field becomes darker each second, good thing prince Hendery saw a thick tree that can provide shade in the meantime. With soaking clothes and wet skins you stand closely together behind the thick tree, waiting for the rain to stop. But the prince is thanking it silently for giving him this moment with you. A moment with you where he can admire you closely again, a moment with you privately where he can keep you close to him, and a moment with you where he can try and ask for a kiss again.

You’re not stupid. You can feel the warmth of his body like he’s sharing some of it to you, you can feel his fingertips dancing on your exposed back all the way to your nape, letting you feel the wetness of your skin which you very much love but you can’t admit it to yourself.

“You said you wanted an escape well I too,” he leaned forward to give your jaw a soft kiss that’s very much addicting, leaving you for wanting more. He pulled away to look at you for a few seconds, waiting for you to return the kiss and accept his offer. And without any hesitation, you kissed him on the lips and showed him what you want.

“An escape and nothing more-“ you said because giving the prince false hope is the last thing you want to happen.

“I understand, he says with a smile. Very much pleased to see you give in to him and his charms. He kissed you to show you how happy he is, reaching for your right leg and lift the skirt of your dress so he could feel the wetness of your skin further. You moaned and gasp sharply near his ear as you feel your leg locks automatically around his waist as he pushed you on the tree with a grunt and kiss you even more harshly.

Soon you feel his fingers creep in your inner thighs, closer than ever to your sex. “Hendery-“ you moaned when he finally swipes his finger on your sex, wetting his fingers in front of your eyes using his spit and putting it back to your sex and continue to make you feel good. He is holding you tightly as your grip on his shoulder tightens even more. Oh he knows what he’s doing. You smile at that thought while parting your lips, furrowing your brows, and moaning even more deliciously near the prince’s ear.

And while he continues what he’s doing to you, you felt something hard poking your other thigh while his lips were leaving marks on your chest, just right above your breast. Is that what you think it is? Well, if yes then his cock is big, and thinking about it makes you horny even more. “Are you happy?” he whispered, disturbing your lustful thoughts, nod your head yes, and returned your lips to his. Biting it and sucking his tongue, showing him that you are very much driven by lust too.

When he finally found the spot that instantly made your legs shake and your knees weak, he watched you let go right before his eyes and watch you bite your lips and make sinful sounds that he’s very much proud of. Satisfied with the pleasure that he provided, he removed his fingers from your hole and helped you fix your dress. You feel very tired and exhausted, that your legs are about to give up but Hendery will never let you fall. He kissed you more, asked for more and you gave him more until you’re both happy and satisfied with the long kisses that you shared. “Let me bring you home safely” he sweetly requested when he noticed that the rain was long gone and you’re in a middle of a dark field.

Walking hand in hand back to his carriage where his guards are waiting, you two remain unbothered with your wet clothes and stayed happy with the remaining time you have with each other on your way home. And when it’s finally time to part again, he thanked you for a wonderful day which made you incredibly shy as what happened earlier flashes in your mind.

As you settle in your bathroom, sitting on the tub filled with warm water, you can still hear Hendery’s sweet whispers and miss his touch terribly. Smiling through the idea of a gentleman such as Hendery touched you for the first time, and it was quite an experience. But still, you love him as a friend and that will never change because you will not let your mother win and use Hendery’s name to up the status of your family.

He offered you an escape, and that’s what you’re accepting. No more, no less.

February 23

Dearest Y/n,

I am lying to myself if I don’t admit that I miss your lips on mine. How I miss seeing your parted lips, touch the softness of your breast, and the wetness of your sex. I’ve been thinking about you every night since we parted ways after that eventful evening we shared.

But the purpose of this letter is to invite you to my uncle’s ball this evening and accompany me, be my guest and let’s enjoy the night.

Prince Hendery

Knowing that the prince misses you and your lips, is something that can surely make you smile while writing back to him and accept his invitation. Sealing the letter with the slightest of love but flowery words that will surely make him smile too.

This action can be accepted as playing with fire but no one reads your letters aside from the prince himself so you know that whatever you say to him will always be safe.

But right after you sent the letter, you regret writing those filthy words on paper and realized that you are sending it to your best friend.

February 23

Dear Hendery,

The invitation is accepted and I will be delighted to accompany you. But before I close this letter, I want you to know the truth about my impure thoughts.

I think of you at night whenever I touch myself. Imagine that your fingers are the ones inside me and not mine, I spread my legs so wide under the sheets, eyes closed while I try to remember how you please me.

When can we meet privately again? I hope it happens again soon.

Lady Y/n

As expected, while reading the letter that you wrote back privately, the prince’s cock got hard that he had to take care of it at once. So in his quiet room where the doors are locked, he sat on the edge of his bed and pull out his cock from his trousers. Stroking it slowly as he imagines you again, teasing himself so he wouldn’t release so soon.

Holding the letter in his left hand and reading the second phrase over and over again, trying so hard to picture you in his thoughts with your nightgown lifted all the way up until your sex is exposed and you touching yourself. Closing his eyes so tight while he strokes his cock faster than before as he pictures you gripping the sheets so hard and very much near to your orgasm.

Until finally he shoots his cum and lets it drip on his sheets, moaning and grunting deliciously as he enjoys the warm feeling while catching his breath. Wondering how can he control his lustful feelings towards you and turn it to love.

When the most awaited time has arrived and Hendery’s carriage is waiting outside your house, you didn’t quite expect to feel nervous as this never happened to you before. He was quiet and smiling handsomely when you sat in front of him, waiting for his carriage to move before he does as well.

“You look beautiful as always,” he sat beside you and completely startled you with his actions. A kiss on your gloved hand, and a kiss on your lips.

During the ball, Hendery was busy gracing the place with his presence on behalf of his mother so the two of you did not have much time to talk and dance, although he promised to dance with you once for tonight and that is perfectly fine for you understand his duties.

So while you’re drinking a glass of white wine on the corner, you can’t help but think and foresee the future that you can have with Hendery if you let your mother succeed.

A comfortable life, the wife of the future king, a loving husband, of course, he will give you children, but he will always be away to take care of the country’s current affairs because he is the crowned prince. And you well know that you don’t want a life like that. You want a life where a husband goes home to you every night and makes love to you until you're exhausted and tired.

“I’m sorry” Hendery whispered from behind which startled you. “Are you ready to dance?” you gave him your hand and guide you towards the middle. Careful to put his hand on your waist, trying so hard not to pull you towards him and plant many kisses on your neck.

“I read your letter” he started and completely clueless about your regret about it. You gave him a shy smile and looked away.

“So?” he started again, hoping to hear a response from you this time.

“So what my prince?”

“Do you still want my fingers inside you?” He teases, whispering beside your ear and smiling as if he’s not making you shy in the middle of the dance floor.

“I beg you-“

“Oh, she begs” He interrupted you and teased you further. But that’s not all, you feel his hand roam on your lower back, bravely did it still despite being guarded with many judging and watchful eyes. Slowly your patience with your friend is wearing thin and so you stared at him long and hard and thankfully he understood what your eyes were saying and stopped teasing you.

“Thank you for shutting up and remembering that you’re a prince,” you clear your throat and continue what you were saying earlier, “your fingers do felt rather nice inside me and... I wish what happened the other night would happen again. But Hendery I beg you, do not tease me like this because someone might hear you. At least talk softly,”

The prince let out a small laugh, so small that only you can hear it while he continues to dance with you and fool everyone for pretending that you’re having an innocent conversation.

“After what happened I can’t seem to forget how you purred beside my ear that night” he stared at you, holding your lower back to assist you more on the dance. “Your tight grips on my shoulders still ghosts my skin, how you say my name as if I am not a prince. But it came out from your mouth in a very sinful way because I am pleasuring you”

“I made those sounds, those sounds that you oh so loved because you knew what you’re doing in between my legs... Hendery” you said it as quietly as possible and smiled so innocently at your prince, feeling every turn and every step became closer than required. Bodies becoming warm in less than a minute that you even felt his skin became instantly hot.

“If you loved how I sound that night, well, I love how you pushed me behind that tree your grace... because I felt your manhood poke my thigh. And my my,” you shook your head from left to right and giggle beside his ear, then decided to stop teasing him and making him hornier than ever when you heard him clear his throat and see the blush on his face.

“The next time we are to be alone again, I want your lips to never leave mine, your body never be covered by layers and layers of silk, and always keep your body close to mine because next time, my fingers won’t be the only one going inside you”

The promise of a very sinful and lustful next time instantly made you feel hot and you feel like your dress is about to pop and your corset will give up in no time. But even though it sounded like it was all about lust, the promise of seeing each other alone again because he loves your presence made your heart swell with happiness and smile from ear to ear as he sways you slowly under a fading string quartet music from the background.

“I never want the song to end, I beg you, not as your prince but as Hendery, keep close to me. Please”

You didn’t want to ruin the moment and feel every note of that beautiful song come to an end. This time you’re no longer fooling anyone, you are simply showing that you adore each other in the middle of the dance floor with a sea of young people.

“Tell me, what else do you love your grace?” You asked him just before you part from the dance and bow.

“You. I love you”

Usually, when someone confesses their love to someone, positive reactions are expected from both persons. And when Hendery said it out of nowhere he wanted to take it back in an instant because it is not sincere and it is not true. Yet.

“Take it back, you don’t know what you’re saying. You don’t love me” it was so hard to breathe at the moment. But you say it over and over again, very close to being mad but you can't make a scene “Please Hendery, take it back it’s not true and what you’re feeling is lust not love” you said sternly completely offending the prince with the truth.

“Alright, alright I take it back. I’m sorry, I’ll get you a glass of water. Come”

And so, the lovely night has ended earlier than expected. Hendery brought you home safely without a promise of seeing each other soon again.

Everything changed and it’s all because of lust.

March 2

To my dearest prince Hendery,

It’s been many days since the last time that we saw each other. Are you mad at me?

Word is spreading that you’re leaving the country for several weeks to attend an important meeting representing your mother. Is it true? Were you planning to tell me?

Please write back and meet me soon. I miss you.

Lady Y/n

After reading your letter and keeping it safe in his drawer, prince Hendery admitted to himself first that he misses you too, and that no he’s not mad at you. He’s just humiliated and he’s not yet ready to show his face.

It’s his mistake in the first place. He promised to offer you an escape, no more no less. “Unbelievable Hendery,” he murmurs to himself.

After a few days of self-pity and gathering his courage to face you again, he finally gave in to your request and meet you. He apologized while you two walk around town with his guards on the side, ate lunch at his favorite restaurant, and chat until your hearts are happy. Everything felt normal again, you can hear people starting to gossip about you and Hendery so you figured all is well between you and him.

“Tomorrow is my last night here, please accompany me. My mother insisted to host a ball, I told her no need but she still made preparations” he scoffed and finished the tea he’s drinking.

You didn’t want to ruin the mood and ruin the peace between you two but you have to tell him the truth, “Xiaojun- uh, asked me to accompany him and I accepted his offer,”

“Well, you could have said no. Didn’t you thought of me?” his voice was suddenly higher and stern. He wanted to shout at you but you don’t deserve that, you’re very much important to him so he won’t do that.

“I’m sorry my prince” you murmured and lowered your head.

“Don’t lower yourself for me. I think so highly of you, please” he reached for your hand kissed your knuckles, “It’s alright. My cousin is good company” he says, comforting you further.

When you and Hendery parted ways and while the prince is on his way home, he finally admitted to himself that he is jealous. Jealous because he knew you and his cousin Xiaojun used to like each other, and now he’s clueless if you still like each other.

He can’t eat properly and kept thinking if he should steal you from his cousin. He can’t sleep despite being so tired physically and kept thinking about how he’s not spending his last night here with you.

And when his last night in town comes, during the ball, Hendery is forcing himself to smile and greet his guests. Trying so hard not to look at you and his cousin Xiaojun for he doesn’t know if he can control himself from being jealous.

“Unaccompanied, huh?” Ten teases Hendery and looked around the place for you. Only to find out that you came with his cousin, “Ah... I see” Ten smirks and continues drinking his wine.

“I’m jealous so go ruin someone else's night-“

“No my friend, I’m here to rescue you,” he whispers and called someone from afar. “Prince Hendery I want you to meet my cousin Lady Lisa,” the beautiful lady bowed to the prince to give respect, complimented the prince, and soon earned his attention and invited her to dance.

Of course, a royal attraction such as Hendery with a different woman in the dance floor can awaken the gossipers in an instant. But it's not the gossipers that irritate you the most. It’s her giggles, Hendery’s hold on her waist, his beautiful smile when he talks to her-

“Are you alright dearest?” Xiaojun whispers, completely bringing you back to reality. You breathed in deeply and exhaled sharply before drinking your wine in one go.

“Excuse me for a moment, I need air and privacy” you request from the gentleman in front of you. Nodding with a lot of questions in his mind, Xiaojun did not even dare to stop you.

And away you go to the palace gardens to breathe and let out your jealousy. Breathing deeply over and over again, wishing to be separated from the corset that’s suffocating you. Until you finally calmed down and had the need to admire the stars in the sky and listen to the distant chatters from the ball.

“Did my cousin offended you? Violated you perhaps? Are you hurt?”

Hendery came out looking for you immediately when he did not see you by his cousin’s side. He knew that this is the only place you will go to breathe because this is where he first met you.

“No no, I’m fine. Your cousin is a gentleman like you, I just needed some fresh air. Go back to your guests” you shoo him away and suddenly you feel suffocated again.

“I care only about one guest. And she’s standing in front of me right now” Hendery says boldly, walking towards you and pulled you close by the waist and kissed you. Motioning you deeper into the gardens to hide while you share a heated kiss that’s saying, ‘we belong to each other’.

Soon the heated kiss becomes rougher while the prince’s hands roam freely around your body, undoing your dress, trying to free you from this tight corset, and said, “Make love to me tonight”

There was no sign of authority in what he said, you’re sure that it’s not a command from your prince, his voice was serious but full of love and passion. And that’s why you agreed, nod your head and kiss him again, and felt his charming smile in between the kiss.

Not even a single soul from the guests knew that he sneaked you to his bedroom again, dismissed the guards before shutting the door close and locking it.

The room was dark and cold and only the moonlight and the lights from the outside illuminates his room. But when his lips touched your skin again, suddenly it became hot and you feel weak while Hendery is the opposite because you noticed he’s full of energy and burning passion.

“Lie in bed,” he says sweetly but his actions say otherwise for he pushed you, hovers you, and continue removing your clothes. X by X he loosens your corset until you’re finally free and you’re all exposed in front of him. “Better?” He asks and you nod shyly.

When he proceeds to remove his clothes next, it is as if your shyness faded when you saw Hendery’s body in the dark but everything seems clear to you even with minimal light. “Can I spread your legs?” he asks, caressing your knee while he lies beside you and waiting for your consent.

Slowly and gently, he parted your legs and hovers you again, hands exploring around your body without barriers of cloth, kneading your breast while kissing your neck as you listen to him breathe and moan. And when his hands continue to explore your inner thighs, a sharp gasp escaped from your mouth and you spread your legs wider. This time, it’s your turn to feel his naked body and explore it with your hands. Feeling every muscle tighten whenever he makes you moan accidentally.

Then he stopped. Came closer to you until you’re bodies to bodies and his forehead rests on your temple.

You know exactly what’s going to happen next. You knew that it will hurt, and it did but you asked for more, begged rather. You see his handsome face contort when he finally pushed inside you, loving your tight walls, moaning like a mad man. He lifts both of your hand at the top of your head and witness him look at you with eyes full of lust that watches your breasts bounce up and down for every thrust he gives you.

For someone who’s inexperienced like your prince, he surely knew what he was doing. Folding your legs and pushing them closer to your chest so he could thrust deeper. Even he surprises himself.

With quick thrusts, filthy words here and there, and deeper kisses you finally reached your euphoria and moaned his name again. Something he oh so loved hearing and that made him lose his mind and let go. Pulled out immediately and shoots his cum on the sheet, while grunting and moaning so loud that you didn’t even know he’s capable of making such sounds.

When he’s finally calm and has enough energy to move, he gathered the ruined sheets, threw them on the floor, and covered you with the thicker ones. “What happened was special, don’t you think?” He asks and joined you under the thick sheets and kept you close to his still exposed body.

“Special indeed,” you said and reached for his lips to plant a soft kiss.

Now you know that you do have feelings for him.

“I want you to take this, as a promise that I will soon be home” you watch him remove his silver necklace and transfer it around your neck, leaving sweet kisses on your shoulders before pulls away. He promised to come home soon so he can replace the necklace with something even more expensive when he gets back. “Oh I wish to see you more like this wearing nothing but my necklace”

“Then don’t go. Stay here, the world will not go into war if you chose to stay” He smiles so sweetly at you, happy that you’re on the same page.

“Just for a couple of weeks, my love” he says and kissed your hand many times.

“So we're in love, huh?” You tease him.

He scoffed and looked deeply into your eyes, “I think we started being in love on the night first met. We were too young to think about love but I know we loved each other for years now”

And just like that, after years and years of going against your mother, you’re finally defeated because what Hendery said is true.

On the next morning, you and your prince spend the whole morning making love quietly and making sure that your time left with each other is not wasted. Exploring each other’s bodies further and diving headfirst to lust.

“Please “ you giggle quietly, covering your mouth as you moan with every flick of his tongue on your clit. You both came several times now and you feel so weak already in the middle of the morning. “You need to prepare,” you reminded him before he starts again and asks for one last. Finally, you feel him spread kisses on your body all the way up until his head appears from the thick sheets.

When the time of parting has finally come, he put you on a carriage first before he leaves. “You’re going to be a great king” and he wishes for you to be beside him always and forever. “Safe travels, my love. Write to me every day” you whisper to him and kiss him before you go inside the carriage.

“Expect love letters from now on. I’ll be home soon, think of me always” he says and kissed you goodbye.

The promise of receiving love letters from Hendery every day was kept. You read them in the morning when you wake up and at night before you sleep. Smiling like a fool and giggling alone as you remember his sweet words and miss him even more.

This has been yet your happiest time with Hendery. Although you’re not together physically, but through the continuous exchanges of love letters, your hearts felt closer than before. And you find it amazing because being oceans apart from each other should be hard and heartbreaking but no, your words and his words give comfort to your hearts.

March 10

To my love who’s oceans apart from me,

My heart longs for you and I miss your presence.

The country is treating me well with their good hospitality and pays high respect to my mother the queen. It feels like I’m on vacation rather than an important royal matter.

It’s morning here and I’m sitting by the beautiful garden with beautiful flowers as I write this letter and think of you. Now that it’s clear that we are deeply in love, I realized that I am in love with my best friend and the mere thought of it makes me blush and makes me smile naturally.

I think of you every second my love, imagining you reading a book in front of me or sleeping right beside me in my huge bed. I want to wake up and see your smile first thing in the morning or feel your warmth for as long as I want. But let us not worry for time will pass by so fast and we will be together again.

When I get back, we should have more picnics, share longer kisses, make love every night. Let us never let go of each other.

I love you.

Hendery

March 15

To my loving prince,

My heart aches for you too but your words give great comfort to my heart. This distance between us is nothing compared to our patience.

I am more than glad that the country is treating you well. Tell me everything you do there, I miss your stories. You’re going to be a great king and I wish you won’t forget to take care of yourself there. Eat plenty and rest when needed. My heart won’t take it if you get sick or become tired.

As promised, I always think of you too. My head is so full of you that you visit me in my dreams more often than usual. And I too my prince, want to see your charming smile in the morning and even at night.

Stretch your patience more my love. When you get back, I will never leave your side. But for now, I am happily and patiently waiting for your return.

I love you.

From the woman you love who’s oceans apart from you.

And for days and days of being apart, you and Hendery exchanged love letters and make each other smile through the paper. You tell him stories and gossips from home and he tells you stories and gossips from the country he’s staying.

“My prince, I brought bad news” The voice of his royal guard disturbed his peace while reading one of your letters. “How dare you ruin my peace, what now?” he says, still smiling from the letter he’s reading.

“Your stay here is extended, my prince” the royal guard informed him and did not dare to look his prince in the eye for he knew it will make him angry. “Your presence is requested at a royal gathering that your mother can’t attend to” he added.

And right then and there, Hendery thought about you and wanted to tell you the news immediately. He wrote as fast as he could and told his guard to send the letter immediately for Hendery was scared and disappointed with himself to give you false hope.

April 30

My dearest prince whom I love,

I waited for your arrival but you did not come. For days I was worried and could not eat or sleep well and all I did was think of you. Pray that you’re safe and wait patiently for you.

But now that I have received your letter I can finally stop worrying and stop imagining unpleasant scenarios. How are you?

I miss you terribly.

Y/n

May 20

My love,

Thank you for understanding further.

My purpose and responsibility here are becoming more tiring each day that passes but the promise of seeing you once I’m done here is the only thought that gives me energy.

Unpleasant scenarios? Imagine only me showering you with love, imagine us strolling across town and shock the gossipers and silence them once and for all when we finally announce our relationship.

Think only happy thoughts, my love, I will be with you soon.

I love you.

Hendery.

And that is the last letter you received from him for the month of May.

Hendery was told that someone is plotting to assassinate him and for his own safety, he has to leave the country secretly and go to a country where no one knew he is there. Even you.

For your own safety, Prince Hendery stopped writing you letters for the assassins can and might track you because of him. He will not forgive himself if you are to be tracked and hurt by an assassin because of a love letter.

Little did you know that he did not send his last letter on the 20th of May, and a very heartfelt love letter is on its way to you.

“A normal mail? For me? Not from the royal mail?” the mailman nods and hands you the letter.

“Put it on the basket together with the normal mails dear,” your mother said. Oh this house completely has no care about any other letter unless it’s sealed by the royals.

As weeks and months pass by quickly, you continue to wait for a letter from Hendery, and continue to wait for his arrival. But sadness had you by the neck that whenever you think about Hendery your heart will suddenly hurt and tears will automatically fall from your eyes.

Waiting is a long suffering and you understand that well before you decided to love Hendery. You knew what you signed up for… but you did not expect that it will hurt like hell while waiting for someone. It’s like waiting for a ghost to come back, you feel hopeless.

But even though you’re hurting so much, you grew more desperate to hear anything from him that you asked for his cousin Xiaojun’s help. Still, your efforts are wasted. And you’re reminded why you didn’t want to pursue your love with Hendery in the first place. “The pain that I’m feeling right now will double once he is crowned king, I’m sure of it. Is it wrong for me to ask for the man that I love? Why am I being punished?” you cry your heart out in Xiaojun’s arms, keeping you safe while he listens to what pains you and try so hard to provide comfort.

But just as you thought that you couldn't be any sadder, you are wrong. Now that everyone is expecting you to marry soon to save your family and fix the financial problem, sadder days continue to happen in your life.

“Stop your nonsense now young lady, you will marry prince Xiaojun and live with him in a new country. Stop humiliating your family and stop waiting for the crowned prince to come back. He may be all wedded and bedded by this time while you, you’re becoming even more miserable”

And that is the reason why you agreed to marry prince Xiaojun.

YEARS LATER

One night at the queen’s ball, you found yourself alone and looking at the stars again on the exact place you and Hendery first met. Breathing in, breathing out, and closing your eyes as you clear your mind and think about Hendery.

“What are you thinking about?”

You hear someone ask you from behind, you’re not sure who he is because your eyes are still closed but it can only be Xiaojun because he’s the one who knew where to find you.

But perhaps no. There’s another man who always knew where to find you even without telling him.

“Open your eyes my love, I’m home”

You turned around in an instant, looked at his face, and suddenly tears started to fall from your eyes, you can’t move and all you can do is cry. You have so many questions to him, so many sincere words left unsaid, but all you said right now is, “are you real? Or my mind is betraying me once again?”

“I am very much real,” Hendery says and gave you a tight hug, lifting you off the ground and kissing you as many as he pleases to make up for last time.

“I don’t understand, why did you leave me like that?”

“Didn’t you receive my letter?” he asks, wondering why are you so clueless when he is completely sure he told you everything. “Maybe it never reached you, I’m sorry. But now I’m back, come now let’s announce our love to my mother and ask for her blessing so we could marry soon” he was very excited but you are not.

How can you be excited? You’re already married.

Is it possible for a person to leave you and come back many years later then suddenly asked he wants to marry you as if you did not suffer greatly from waiting and being sad for months?

You remove your hand from his tight grasp and saw the ring. Now, everything is clear to him but he is very angry.

“Please don’t be mad-“ you begged.

“How could you- If only that letter reached to you, then you will know why I’m very mad right now!” He shouted at you, face turning red, eyes with tears on the side. “We were separated for years, give me a chance. Please come back to me. You told me you love me”

“And you told me you will come home! But they were only words, Hendery. And I do love you, still love you but I have a duty for my family and you have a duty for your country” He refuses to listen but you knew he needed to know the truth from you, “Please understand that you were gone for years, and I was arranged to be married to Xiaojun. I said no to Xiaojun for as long as I could, hurting him over and over again because I was waiting for you like a fool. Love someone with a strong heart, whose love is unconditional. Not like me. I can't turn my back on Xiaojun just because you're back”

"But you turned your back on me, just because I was away"

"I waited!" you shouted frustratingly back at him.

“Are you happy with him? Do you love him?”

Slowly you walked towards him to dry his tears with your hand and he’s quick to catch it kiss it before he finally lets you go.

“I am happy and no, I don’t love him but he loves me”

He nods his head slowly. Heartbroken and afraid to let go but what can he do now?

“Before I let you go, I want to let you know that... I asked you to marry me too. The man you love still asked you to marry him” he hugged you once again so you won’t see him cry because he doesn’t want you to remember him like this. “Why must our love should end tragically? I am not close to being happy but it’s good to know that you are”

He dries his tears and tried to stop crying for a moment so he can say his goodbye properly. “Go back to my cousin he must be waiting for you now. I will stay here, I will be fine. Go, it’s getting cold”

When you gave him what he asked you to do, he turned around and did not watch you leave for he doesn’t want to see you walking away from him.

Love is sacrifice and he understands that all too well now.

May 27

Dear Y/n,

This letter will reach to weeks or maybe months after I send it through a normal mail. I am being hunted down in this country that I’m staying and I have to hide and leave secretly with my guards for my own protection.

The assassins can track me through the royal mail and can use you as bait to find me. I will never forgive myself if that is to happen. I know you understand my situation right now because that’s how much you love me, let’s extend our patience together and meet when it’s safe. I am sorry my love but this is the only way.

But enough about the bad news. Last night I had the most beautiful dream because you’re in it and we are living peacefully in a country away from my responsibilities. The dream was short but it made me imagine a life with you and gave me the courage to ask your hand in marriage.

Will you marry me, when I get home?

I promise to be a good and loving husband while being a king and fulfilling my duties. I promise to never be away when you need me for I know that family is very important to you.

In the morning when you wake up and until you close your eyes to rest at night, I am going to be your husband and not your king.

I love you. Wait for me to get home safe and you will be loved by the man you love.

Hendery

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‘start up’: week-by-week playback

here is a week-by-week playback of events from ‘start up’ and my unfiltered feelings. hope you enjoy! if you want to see somewhat cohesive thoughts on ‘start up’ check out my official review. here :)

*spoiler alert*

ep 1

ladies and gents it’s going to be a good one. i loved being able to see this backstory to lay all the groundwork for the future of the drama.

his story is devastating as a young individual unable to make his way into the world and then making a way to find it isn’t how he expected and lost a real thing he had with the relationship with the her grandmother. but the redemption when he goes to see her again.

her family becoming broken. her sister severing the relationship and chalking it up to being ‘oh i made the better choice’. and her father dying while getting her chicken and trying to get an investment to not let his daughter go hungry and to bring his family together.

to him making up a character that got her through hard times. and then trying to find him again. this is going to be great. and i know i’m going to be devastated bc she fell in love with the other man to begin with, and now she will see this new person.

soooooo much happened and i’m clearly not ready.

ep 2

why? why do we lie? we know nothing good will come of it. if anything this jipyeong is who she loves. but why lie? literally you can own up to it and start over boo.

disappointed in our sweet grandma for lying to dalmi for so long.

her sister is awful. and so is this ‘mother’.

this man just wanted to start up his start up but he was like nah don’t want to help you even though i need you. feel in love with the girl in the letters and showed up bc of the goodness of his heart. hope he doesn’t get lost in the fantasy of it.

their business, samsan tech, is going to be wild and great and he missed his opportunity.

ep 3

her mother saying she is the same as her dad not having a plan is so wack, and makes me want her to slap her.

aren’t you curious? why aren’t you asking why i am like this? because that is my concept the quiet good looking type. i can’t with him hahaha

i love that he asked about the music box. i wish it was really him that wrote the letters, because this will be heartbreaking when she finds out.

‘it wouldn’t be bad to sail off without a map even if we got lost, if it’s with you.’

this kid, dosan, is too funny.

i cannot believe her ‘father’ just throw her under the bus and had her oppa takes over the Korean branch of her company that she formed.

dang it. girl quits her job because he started his own company

they got first place. is that enough inkling for you?!?!?

they both like her. but only one of them will admit his feelings so he will win in the end. i’m so excited to see all of their relationships develop.

the cringe level of the edit of her winning her award. i cannot even. they’re charming everyone loves it.

ep 4

him learning how to be a hot shot ceo. i can’t. the placemats he is struggling.

his friend breaking the 3rd wall and telling us how dosan drives away all the ladies in university.

poor guy the only things she likes about him aren’t him at all but jipyeong.

she is going to be their ceo isn’t she. bc he said that he can’t be ceo. she’d kill it. what a queen.

yes boo! there it is we know who you’re going to pick. bc she wants them to recruit you not the other way around.

ep 5

this was a stellar episode. from both teams using the same data set and coming up with wildly different ideas to samsan tech almost crashing down. but setting a fire to dosan to do better and be more ambitious. i’m so excited.

our girl killed her presentation yes queen. you got this. the fact that the boys created a whole new software. these folks would be crazy to not invest.

this alex guy really believes in them i’m excited to see if there will be rivalry between the two hot shot ceo’s

the fact that her grandma doesn’t regret not sending her to college but rather regrets not meeting him earlier to support and encourage him made me cry.

ep 6

this was a great episode. so much happened in the development of their little company. disorder and disagreements led to stronger relations within the company.

i love how she picked the mentor. like yup i know alex is the biggest deal since slice bread but you’re our homie.

the fact that dosan was ready to come clean about the letters but overheard the grandmother get a sad report from the doctors and wanted to protect her and her granddaughter. so sad.

ep 7

i really need more than a second male lead for this man. i can’t stand the way he looks at her. he loves her and is trying so hard to shut off his heart to her.

i love the bickering between the two male leads. like seriously hilarious.

i love the sweet relationship that nam dosan will now have with her grandmother. and i love the idea concept he had for their business. a beautiful heart behind the machine.

dosan standing up for her and standing against this horrible man out to exploit their talent.

this ending scene i can’t. they’re cute too. and precious.

he kept the plant and is going to give it nutrients to keep it well. please do the same with your relationship with her honey.

ep 8

i really love jipyeong and need them together.

i cannot with their ceo step dad. like isn’t this too much.

i want the boss lady at sandbox to know that dalmi is the sandbox girl!!!

ep 9

the wind turned into a heavy storm that destroyed his self esteem. he feels himself falling apart bc of his secret.

she was attacked!

‘i made a wrong turn and stumbled upon fireworks’ nam dosan.

he brought them to the beach after reading that review of wanting to see more beauty that the world has to offer. i need him to own up to his feelings and make a move.

don’t lie bro we know you like dalmi. and of course it’s raining. bc that’s how it is.

we still get a scene with them running through the rain the chul-san and yong-san.

my heart is crumbling into a million pieces. jipyeong’s there and dosan isn’t. what are we going to do. this ain’t the moment of revelation we wanted.

ep 10

jipyeong is so great. 10 out of 10.

i don’t know what it is but i really am not about dosan’s character for some reason. i really just want jipyeong to be honest from the start and he could have ended up with her.

my heart. our dalmi.

‘i wanted to be the person you wanted. but it was too hard to bear.’

‘the person i want. i don’t know who that is.’

is the sibling of the member that died in their group?

do-san can’t leave his boys!!

‘does my dream have to be success. can’t it be a person?’

he just confesses to liking her while he was mixing their noodles. i can’t with him. love that he’s finally being honest. now it’s all up to dalmi.

everyone encouraging her before she has to promote their company. she did this. she is the ceo. she’s got this.

what the even?!? jipyeong was the one that was harsh to him. and it led his brother to commit suicide. oh no. and now they’re in the elevator together what’s going to happen?!?!

now she has two plan b?!? one from the investor and one from dosan and the big tech company.

they both confessed to the nice lady at the bar. hahaha i love these epilogue moments.

ep 11

yong-san’s brother story is so sad.

his dad standing up for the present he desperately wants to keep. and being the bridge for innovation.

their software worked on alex’s scheme!!!

and they won demo day.

oh no but alex isn’t as great as we thought he was...

chul-san and sa-ha are dating. i cannot even. this is the best!!!

they’re such a good team. brainstorming after their win. they cannot disband them.

i thought our man was going to get to them

in time to stop them from signing. but he didn’t.

ep 12

bro. alex is awful i hate this man.

the moments between. hjp and mrs. choi you are brilliant and heart breaking. i really want them to continue to grow into a better person and end up with dalmi.

why y’all got to fight why is dosan doing this. bro you’re not getting any brownie points by being like this dude.

i really love this side story with chulsan and saha. they’re cute. well we can share the vanilla latte. cute!!!!

chulsan made her a video of numbers to help her fall asleep. he’s too cute i want her to admit that she likes him. ahhhhhhhhh

the fact that they ended up going and we’ll have a three year gap errrrks me. like our boy jhp is going to finally start making moves and dosan is going to run in and save the day. like bro you’re a mess.

i hope they were able to save the app for her grandmother.

her applying to her sisters company i’m excited.

ep 13

lolol they used his cousin for the commercial and injae looks sooo cute. frozen inspired.

i love how she had /iced vanilla latte lover’ as chul-san’s contact name and the vlogs!!!

hjp our man saved her from the insurance guy.

now they all play go stop together!!!!

she tucked him in and he gets to stay

youngsil calling him out to just swing the bat and don’t hesitate or he’ll lose. is this foreshadowing our man losing dalmi?!?

they finally got to eat at the bbq restaurant that was below their original building

frick my life. why is his timing always wack.

at least chulson and saha can sail.

the whole gang is back together!

it was the twins that hacked it wasn’t it?!?

he stopped him. come on baby.

ep 14

i love his man listening to her cry. hiding her because she didn’t want her staff to see. and telling her to chill until she is ready. i love this man.

that’s right honey. don’t answer that phone move on.

their little photoshoot was faboulous, them as RGB

yes queen. she went to confront her family. and be like boo you thought i didn’t chance. honey you’re in for it.

her mother wanting to pay back her mother-in-law for raising her daughter in her steed.

dosan turned her down her offer to be their AI specialists at her company.

i love that his father saved the baseball.

me finally accepting my ship won’t sail when their girl walked 5 hours in the woods to get to dosan.

yong-san apologizing for saying that jhp killed his brother. they both are apologizing.

they all end up joining her company!!!!

ep 15

their self driving car passed the test. they’re too cute in their celebration.

she doesn’t want to lose her team again if they lose their bid.

sa ha is finally falling for chulsan. he’s so precious. him being like oh wait you’re asking me out.

of course it would be this trip getting stuck in an elevator together.

sailing off without a map. never will regret it. -dosan

injae absolved her adoption after seeing her grandmother.

he tired to out so all their memories with that one thing alone his big hands. hahah oh do san.

my hjp finally let go. he took his losses and kept the money tree and letters. it isn’t enough honey boo.

stop feeling inferior to me. work on your self esteem and look at dalmi again. then you’ll know who she really likes. with those hands alone, you beat our memories. -hjp

because it’s you. you’re the reason. that’s it. -dalmi on liking dosan

i really don’t like them together. but whatever i shall not have my way in this. it’s fine hjp is mine.

i love the sisters together. they’re precious talking about the sandbox girl.

is this article going to frick up their bid?!? but it was his hackers that did it the twins!!!

is hjp going to save the day?!?

ep 16

dalmi and dosan are a dream team. and they just served that reporter one great tell all.

i still can’t process bc i love hjp.

i feel like it hit mrs. choi when they were all talking dosan and dalmi when are finally saw dosan after a few years that her good boy would feel alone. TT

‘don’t become any lonelier jipyeong...’ their relationship makes me cry. i love that

i can’t everyone saying what they’ll do if they win. PROPOSE. say who their boyfriend is?!?!

i’m excited to see this start up to connect orphanages with a sponsor to help them in that transition. it’s a perfect fit for him. ‘i like your voice’, because it sounds like young-sil the voice of the app/help device. he’s going to personally invest and help them with their business plan. and then sponser kids!!! he is seriously a dream.

chulsan and saha are too cute. i love that she introduced him as her boyfriend. he was not expecting that. she finally found someone who she’s been looking for!

was that their goodbye? he isn’t the dosan from the letters? huh?

in jae is such a queen serving those papers to her dad at the q and a session, that no one showed up to.

them all crying in their old rooftop office. they’re such dorks i love them

his father took the sign to replace it with the one from the math competition.

dalmi and injae’s relationship is too precious.

he’s going to invest in their company. and dosan accepted hjp’s investment.

i want to change the world. follow your dream.

i liked this one.

i wonder if they won.......oh the epilogue!!!

they got married. and they kept the baseball. chul-san and saha revealed they were a couple. chul-san shaved his hair! i loved that we saw it all though pictures on their desk!! that was a creative way to fit everything in!

shareholders meeting!!! the gang taking over the world!

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go-dark-turtle · 5 years ago

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Heres a link to part 1 of Chapter 3 of Free the future.

Now let's continue onto part 2 of Chapter 3 the fan fiction. Please enjoy 😊)

Just as you two headed down the hallway you heard a helicopter approaching the beach house. Everyone rushed to the front and saw it land and two pilots walked out to greet Mr Joestar.

"We have a new team member joining us he's in the back." Joseph smugly grinned

"What seriously, he must be small?" the tall haired man leaned in the back and smacked his hand down on the seat

"Ah please be careful he was cranky on the way here" The young man addressed

"Pfft is he a dwarf or something?" the frenchman giggled

Just then a small dog rushed out the seat and dived for his face and started to bite his hair.

"OI get this mutt off my face!" he rolled about the floor as the others laughed

The dog smirked and let out a huge fart before biting more hair out of Polnareff's head.

"Smelly dog! Ugh! what the heck!" He tried to pry the dog off his face

"His name is Iggy and he likes to chew on hair, fart to make his point but most of all he loves coffee gum, thanks to Avdol we were able to catch him you see he's a stand user he's the fool" Joseph puffed out his chest at the description.

Just then Avdol grabbed the gum and threw it away from Polnareff. The pilots had brought supplies for the remainder of the trip and placed it in your boot, they also brought a camera for Joseph.

"Say guys shall we get a group photo?" He smiled at you all.

You all walked around the back of the beach house and you found a nearby rock and you all posed. Joseph and Polnareff sat on the floor with Iggy in his arms, the rest of you stood behind them and smiled brightly as it was taken, the young gent passed the picture onto Joseph and they took to the skies leaving you with a new companion.

*Mega time skip*

Night had fallen once again on the Bombay cottage and everyone was sitting in the living room once again you sat on the floor and Avdol approached you and held out his deck of tarot cards

"You don't have a name for your stand do you?" he asked you softly

"No i don't, oh tarot cards!" You looked down at the cards

"Yes I like to leave it to fate to name our stands ive done it for myself, Jotaro and even Mr Joestar." He nodded for you to pick one

You drew the card from the top of the pile and you drew the Ace of Wands

"Hm very interesting from here on in your stand shall be known as Ace Aqua. I hope you are happy with the name."

You smiled and nodded happily to know that your stand had such a unique name. "Thank you Mr Avdol."

You then turned back to the tv.

"Say Y/N I'm curious what would have happened if you didn't stop us from going across that dessert?" Jotaro asked while he brushed a few hairs out his face.

"Oh, well you would of had to fight N'Doul, thing is it would of been an easy fight but..." You paused to you pointed to Avdol "You would of had a neck injury" You looked at Kakyion and you swallowed hard "and you would of had your eyes cut, unable to see for a few days and unable to leave the hospital"

Both men looked at you in shock Avdol even gripped his neck and sighed heavily as for Kakyion he held your hand and closed his eyes.

"I'm so glad you found us and made sure we didn't met with that horrible fate" He softly spoke.

"If that were to happen what happened next?" Polnareff asked

"Well you went to Luxor and you split up into two groups Jotaro and yourself got attacked by Alessi, he had the power to make you a child and well um...." You blushed slightly as you continued on "Polnareff fought against him naked, jotaro punched the crap out of him as a seven year old."

Everyone apart from the Frenchman giggled at the fact an enemy saw him naked and had to fight against him.

"Heeh heeh, so what about us, Y/N, what happened to me and Avdol?" Joseph wiped a tear of joy from his eyes.

You blushed more and you shook your head and your eyes widened.

"Oh come on surely it's not that bad, did we at least beat them?" he asked

You nodded but still you didn't say a word.

Avdol also became curious " well could you at least give a small description?"

You nodded and you answered them both "So you fought against Mariah, but she has a magnet stand and she used that against you."

"How?" Even Kakyion became curious

You sighed and picked up the book and TV remote from the table and you looked directly at Joseph and Avdol. " Avdol the tv remote is you and Joseph the book is you. "

You made the items lined up to each other and you brought them to the edge of the table that's when you made the book turn parrell of the edge and the tv remote in front, you closed your eyes with embarrassment as you slowly dragged the remote down the book, the others mouths hung open with the odd giggle, the older men's eyes widened. Just as the tv remote got half down the book, you stopped and you pulled them apart only to bring them back together with a force and kept pushing back and forth.

The younger men giggled and snorted loudly at the display you even had a small giggle at seeing Avdol's eyes widen more and looked at Joseph and he pouted at you with a blush across his face.

"Ha ha ha ha! Imagine if granny Susie saw you both. You'd be in deep trouble for sure" Jotaro slapped his knee and laughed more

"Oi oi oi oi! You leave your grandmother out of this, she doesn't need to know." Joseph gritted his teeth in annoyance and walked up to you and summoned hermit purple. "No way can this be true...."

He used his stand to check your memories and thoughts and thats when he fell flat on his butt.

"OH MY GOD! HOLY SHIT! YOU DIDN'T MENTION ABOUT AVDOL PEEPING AT THE WOMAN IN THE LADIES ROOM!" Joseph was in more shock than before

"What?!" Avdol turned his head to his older friend in shock and glared at him "I wouldn't do such a perverted thing!"

Just then Iggy started to bark at the window and Polnareff tried to shut him up but then the tv started to flicker, and everyone turned their attention to the window and saw a woman outside holding the dune buggy high above her and she grinned and flung it forward.

"SHIT!" Joseph pushed everyone out of the room and hurried along the hallway and out the front door before the house exploded behind you all.

You look back and tears began to form. You couldn't believe your childhood holiday home was destroyed and to make matters worse, she found you, Mariah found you.

"Quick get to the car!" Avdol pushed you with him as he rushed to the back of your car. Polanerff slipped and fell over and tried to stand back up and he slowly made his way over to the car, Mariah on the other hand slowly walked her way around the beach house laughing knowing she brought fear to you.

Avdol swung the door opened and pushed you in and he pulled Joseph in after you before he climbed in the back. Jotaro slid across the bonnet of the car and jumped into the driver's seat and began to fumble about the radio and the keys trying to start the engine, shifting the gear stick, Kakyion opened the other side of the back seat and rolled down the window with Iggy on his lap.

"For god sakes Jotaro!" Joseph sent Hamon through the keys and got the engine to start.

He revved the engine and began to reverse quickly and spun the car around ready to leave, that was then Polnareff quickly hobbled his way to the passenger seat with Mariah on his tail. She grinned and cut the telephone wires from above and sent them forward after him.

His eyes widened as the cables came closer, Jotaro quickly leaned over and rolled down the passenger window as the tall haired man dived forward, however due to his muscular body he was stuck with his butt hanging out.

"Ahh! help me pull me in quick!" he panicked.

Just then Mariah grinned and sent one of the cables and smacked it across his ass, again and again.

"OHHHHH~ Hooo hoo hoo~ Jotaro help me! Ohhhh! Ohhhh ohhhh HOOOO~" he pleaded to his younger friend as he was partly in fear but also enjoying the pleasure.

He kept on wriggling and eventually he pried free and sat down on the seat and he quickly rolled up the window before she could strike again. Jotaro shook his head but then floored it building up dust and the car wheel spinned against the sand just then the car wasn't moving forward in fact it was heading backwards straight for her.

"Oh god Oh god OH MY GOD! She found me. I don't know how she found me." You held your face and started to panic. Joseph held you tight

*Cue the start of Roundabout theme*

"Don't worry Y/N. We are gonna make I swear" Joseph patted your head.

Kakyion and Avdol both looked at each other and they both leaned out their windows and both shouted "TAKE THIS!"

A focused CrossFire Hurricane and Emerald Splash launched in her direction and sent her flying backwards into the ocean.

Just as she made impact that's when Jotaro drove off making sure to leave the enemy left in the dust.

[<--------To Be Continued----------]

Chapter 4 part 1

#jojo bizarre adventure #jojo part 3 #kakyoin noriaki #jojo kakyoin #kakyoin x reader #fan fics #fan fic

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anxiety-trademark · 4 years ago

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The week in review:

Raw 12/14 NXT 12/16 NXT UK 12/17 Smackdown 12/18 TLC 12/20 + Main Event 12/17

Raw:

“This Sunday at tlc, it’s gonna be you and me against Nia and Shayna,” Lana says to Asuka, as a quiet ‘woo’ can be heard in the distance.

Lana facing her fears and fighting Nia Jax makes her the bravest person Asuka knows. Rolling. Fucking Asuka. ASUKA. wwe, stop.

Why isn’t Asuka accompanying Lana to the ring?

I like Lana’s gear.

Joe just compared Lana to a mosquito, goodbye.

Oh snap look how fast Lana did that headscissors takedown. We’re witnessing her progression, ladies and gents.

You know, I knew Lana would win this match, I knew exactly how she would win this match, but jfc what a treat watching it myself.

Nia’s face lmfao.

Shayna wrecking Asuka so she can’t save Lana from her inevitable fate. Still curious on whether or not this beatdown injured her, if she was injured going into the match, or if it was all really just a storyline.

Yikes this is sad.

Man that leg drop onto Lana’s ankle actually looked kinda wicked, ngl.

*distant woo intensifies*

Wow we got real tears from Lana. Points.

Becky and Charlotte have been gone, Alexa hasn’t been on tv, the Raw women’s championship has become a meaningless prop... what a dead period for this roster.

Hi why is this match happening?

I will never not be impressed by Dana’s entrance.

Is Mandy actually hurt? Why did they take her off tv for so long? Is Shayna the resident kayfabe shelver? “Hey this girl is actually injured, have her written off by Shayna” ?? Cuz I know they’re not splitting Dana and Mandy up, and Dana has been on tv every week since Mandy left. Must be genuine.

These 2 are running roughshod over the entire division at this point.

OH SHIT MANDY’S BACK WITH A KENDO STICK

Lmfao the babyfaces are fucking done with Nia and Shayna. Honestly that’s great, I love it when babyfaces band together to stand up to dominant duos. This has been going on long enough. They took out Mandy, took out Lana, were about to take out Dana. Totally fair.

Highlight: Lana getting a clean win over Nia & being taken out so my queen can return

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NXT:

It’s a funny thing with Toni and Rhea. Toni says she’s the reason Rhea came to nxt, but she’s also the reason I became such a huge fan of Rhea’s. Heard they were having some big TakeOver match and everyone was always praising Toni. So I checked into Blackpool solely to see what the Toni Storm fuss was about, and I left that ppv solely impressed by Rhea Ripley. Then I took particular notice of Rhea in the Royal Rumble a few weeks later, and I’ve been watching NXT UK for her ever since (til she moved). To see her growth has been tremendous, and she’s so young. Such a bright future.

The music to this is great.

Toni says she isn’t scared of Rhea, as if Rhea’s mere theme music didn’t scare the absolute shit out of Toni the week prior lol.

Toni’s not even a terrible promo, but the timing of her blinks could not be worse. Yes, it matters.

I can’t stop laughing at how fucking intensely Shotzi started this interview.

She does pissed off interviews well. I can feel her annoyance.

Really don’t want to see a Candice/Shotzi feud tbh but okay, I’ll try.

aaand there’s the howl. Awful.

Lmfao Rhea called Toni a piece of trash. This is gonna be interesting to see with the alignments reversed.

I don’t remember who won this match, but I’m betting it was Toni. Which is fair tbh. Rhea is probably on the “put some peeps over before moving up to the main roster” path that everyone in the women’s division walks on. They always eat at least one monumental, or a couple meaningful, loss(es).

Oh man that is fucked up. To not only be forced to continue punching/kicking a human (fun fact: the person on the offense takes quite the damage doing so) but to have the defenseless victim bleed out and beg for you to stop. That’s rough.

This was shot really well. That music holy shit, I’m creeped out. It’s like a horror movie.

I see the point. Numbs him to pain and breaks his will, while numbing her to mercy. Ruthless stuff.

Oh are we finally done with Indi’s neck brace? Cool.

I can’t believe wwe invested in this upgraded tank. I still don’t think it’d work on the MR, but points to the boss for shelling out the cash.

Wtf was that stumble and “fall” by Indi lmao.

If Candice was a real bully, she’d distract Shotzi by fucking with her tank at ringside.

Indi does need a mentor, she’s a hell of a lot greener than my mutuals have made it sound. oof.

Shotzi looks like she has no idea how to work with Indi, and Indi looks gassed, confused, and slow as hell.

All Indi knows it going from spot to spot while Shotzi waits around for her to get there.

Lol Indi failed at getting a dirty win. I don’t really care if this is a part of her The Way storyline, what a mess.

The only redeeming part of this piss poor segment was Theory shaking the troll’s head at Shotzi.

I’ll give wwe an extra $9.99 if they let this match have a clean ending.

“[Rhea] was at one point the biggest superstar in the world,” that isn’t even close to being true because Becky Lynch exists, but I’ll let it slide and pretend you said “in nxt”.

Their paths will be so similar to Becky and Charlotte in the future.

Wow what a sequence. That would’ve received an applause on the MR. Traded headlocks for restholds, threw around their strength, then went into a battle of pinfall reversals. Instead of following that with some stalemate, they didn’t take a breath and proceeded to dance with each other and showcase some chemistry before rolling back into a battle of pinfall reversals. The sequence started with a kick by Toni to Rhea’s midsection, and it ends with a kick by Rhea to Toni’s midsection. Peep that match production, good stuff.

My, my, those slaps to Toni’s back. Whew.

Yeah actually it’s really fucking cool that these 2 get to main event nxt together, come to think of it.

They sell well for each other.

Rhea has the best dropkicks, lesbireal.

Holy shit Toni’s headbutts make my own head hurt. God I wish she wouldn’t. Most people put their hands between the heads so no contact can be made, but Toni’s just like “lol fuck it”

This is a great match. This duo works a lot better with these specific alignments. Watching face Toni try to chop down Rhea is not as good as heel Toni being impossibly hard for Rhea to put away.

Women’s matches and never having a clean ending. Name a more iconic duo. Winter of overbooked women’s matches continues.

Like I had guessed Toni was gonna win anyway, but fucking come on.

*Bonus* online exclusive: Toni says playing by the rules got her diddly and squat, but like... she was a champion lol. “It ain’t even Toni time right now, it’s party time.” Alright.

Highlight: Rhea vs Toni minus the ending

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NXT UK:

I don’t know why we’re getting Isla Dawn vs KLR but anytime I get to see KLR fight, I’m here for it.

Hell even Isla’s song never kicks it out of first gear. Song has so much potential but it never goes to the next level.

Ahhhh my Scottish queen is here.

No, don’t compare Sasha’s basement meteora to the double knees Isla did. That was pitiful.

Anyway, KLR vs any of the 4hw would be fantastic, take my money. Sasha, Bayley, Charlotte, or the woman KLR wanted to face at TO Dublin, Dublin native Becky Lynch.

That back body drop is horrendous as a finisher. It’s like when Becky won her debut match the exploder suplex. Awful lmao. Imagine if KLR lost to a back body drop ffs.

You don’t get to be this frustrated for not being able to beat the champion when you’ve only been fighting for like 3 mins.

Isla’s pisspoor speed going in the corner, and her pisspoor roll off of KLR’s tornado ddt. Shame.

Such a clean transition from a failed pinfall attempt into a submission by KLR, whew.

This whole match was just a flex by KLR lmao.

There was a time where we had Becky Lynch, Bayley, Rhea Ripley and KLR as our champions. Wow, take me back plz.

The background music of this stupid recording is so unnecessarily dramatic, wow.

All for the delivery of a chair. Of a fucking chair. Piper... shut up and handle your shit.

For someone so much larger than the little man, Piper is insanely unintimidating.

Highlight: I got to see KLR wrestle

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Smackdown:

Bayley does run her mouth a lot. She’s kind of the EST at saying dumb shit that gets her into trouble lmao.

Bianca is so friggin good at interviews and in backstage segments. She hasn’t received much of a chance to do promos in the ring, let alone obviously to a live crowd, but I hope she shines there, too.

Has Liv reverted back to being a dumb blonde, or is it drugs? Stop letting her speak.

Love Riott Squad’s everchanging gear. Wonder who makes it for them.

Billie Kay claims that she’s a ‘seasoned’ ring announcer, and somehow that would not surprise me.

Tamina “get the fuck out of my face until I get a nap and a vat of coffee” Snuka, everyone.

Lmfaooo Tamina fucking chucked Liv across the damn ring. What a good job by Liv.

Ruby is exceptional at running the ropes. She gets a good spring off of it.

Tamina’s hair is always so beautiful, she gets points there.

Dropkick into a faceplant. Billie Kay gets pinned rofl. She’s so bad at wrestling and yet here I am ridiculously entertained.

There’s absolutely nothing wrong with Carmella’s current persona, but man I wish she’d come out in a cut off tank top, camo pants, high tops and a printed hat.

I mean people are at home cuz covid, but go off.

Aye putting over Sasha. Good heel Mella.

Sasha has held the title for like a whopping 2 months and we’re already marking calendars. Sad.

In kf, Sasha is kind of mentally weak, so I’ll give Mella that. I’m not sure what it’s gonna take to shake that perception, either.

“Who is Sasha Banks if she’s not the Boss? Who is Sasha Banks if she’s not the best? It’s sad because that’s a question that not even Sasha Banks knows the answer too.” So I get that wwe are trying to help Sasha develop and fight off her past demons, but man these women are ripping her a new one. Sasha’s only 29 so she can grow and develop however she wants, but jeeze. Salt, meet the dagger Bayley stuck in Sasha’s back.

I like Mella cuz she knows how to hype her opponent’s accolades and strengths while cutting an immaculate heel promo where she hits them RIGHT where it hurts. She’s a pro. Heels should take notes.

This music is like the Jazz Vibes playlist I always listen to.

She just called Sasha cheap and frantic lmaoooo

Oh damn Sasha be out here looking like MONEY. That girl has style, even if it doesn’t always hit with me, she got style.

oof the crack of that slap to Reggie.

OOF the crack of the bottle shattering over Sasha’s poor back. rip.

Match at TLC should’ve been a champagne match. That entails whatever your mind comes up with; pouring alcohol on your opponent, dumping their head in a bucket of ice, breaking bottles over spines. It don’t matter.

“You don’t see me going around here bragging about how damn good I am,” lmao WHAT. Bayley is equal parts delusional and obnoxiously annoying.

One size heel does not fit all, but I think her version suits her beautifully.

If I were her I’d pick your brain too, but I’d also want a match, cuz people leave matches with you looking as good as humanly possible. Equal parts selfless as well.

She didn’t lie, this was absolutely her putting Bianca on the map on the main roster.

wwe: wants to strap a rocket to Bianca and make her a star. Also fucking wwe: “lol no we’re not gonna show you her full entrance, cry more scrub.”

Bayley still looks weird without a title.

Bayley mocks Bianca’s entrance and then gets swept onto the apron lmao. Idiot.

Bianca is a lot of flash and showboating, which is great from an entertainment standpoint, but she needs to do a little... less.

Fantastic snap of the hand against the led board. Bayley wrecking Bianca’s arm gonna hinder the flips.

“I’m the ER. I’m BET-TER. haha.” lmao Bayley is such a fucking dork. Got sent into the ring steps for her bravado. Love that there’s always immediate repercussions for Bayley’s arrogance.

Bayley turned midway going down onto Bianca’s knee for that backbreaker, there. Hope she doesn’t have a massive bruise. Looked like it’d leave a massive bruise.

3 things I’ll apparently never get to see again: Bianca’s hair whip, Bianca’s full entrance, and Bianca’s 450 splash. I’m tired.

These stupid fucking squats while Bianca is dangling off the top rope rofl I swear Bayley is something else. Girl knows how to entertain. “Bayley got a bit cute and Bianca made her pay,” story of Bayley’s life.

Beautiful spinebuster by Bianca. At least SOMEONE in the women’s division will use it.

Bit of a miscommunication there it seems. Bayley goes for a B2B, Bianca tries to block it, Bayley drops down to dodge and go for a cradle. She rolls Bianca all the way back, stands up and hesitates before running at Bianca with an elbow - even though Bianca is not in position to receive it - which Bianca counters by rolling Bayley up, but it was super obvious Bianca was just scouting the next spot. Bianca goes to pick her up for a powerbomb but Bayley has to kick out twice to prevent herself from being pinned while Bianca tries to lift her. That entire sequence was super messy.

Then Bianca nearly drops her lifting her all the way up lol. Yikes. Gotta be pretty fluent to pull that off. Not to plug my fav (but I’m totally gonna plug my fav); it’s a move Charlotte does in almost every match against Asuka or Becky, and you gotta be not only built to pull it off, but you need to have impeccable timing to make the transition look smooth. Extra points if you lift them off the mat RIGHT before a 3 (which Charlotte usually does)

Anyway, good match with a messy last 2 sequences. Bayley did what Bayley does best.

Highlight: Bayley vs Bianca

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TLC:

They really took Eva Marie and Sasha Banks’ characters and meshed them together while keeping Carmella’s obsession for animal print lol.

Really don’t like that gear. That’s a miss, Mikaze.

Beautiful arm drag. Sasha taking the idea of wrestling like a Lucha more seriously? Cuz she should, ain’t nobody else in the MR doing it.

Commentators say the trash talk is continuing, I say Sasha is quietly leading this match with a grimace. Peeped that “hit me”.

Carmella goes to suicide dive through the ropes just for Reggie to catch her, cept she got caught up and started turning in midair. Would’ve hit her neck and shoulder HARD had he not been there. Great catch indeed.

Sasha “rip my back” Banks.

Not to be douchey, but if you have to adjust your gear in the middle of a match and it’s not just to fill time or be used as character work, then you need to redesign your gear.

Sasha’s a great babyface once that bell rings man. I wish she could carry that energy everywhere.

Holy fuck that facebuster. SPIKED her head, oh my god. I have never seen anyone make a facebuster look so impactful. Points if intentional.

Oh the timing of Sasha blocking that superkick from legit connecting. God she’s good.

You know how I know this is a good match? I’m watching some of these near pinfalls and submissions knowing damn well Sasha’s gonna win, yet my anxiety is still spiking thinking Carmella might walk out with the title. I KNOW she doesn’t though lmao. Good sequences, believable offense, great near pinfalls. They work well together (I’m not surprised, Mella and Sasha both work well with almost anyone)

What a fantastic transition into the bank statement. Points.

That match should’ve ended by dq the second Reggie pulled Mella out.

Sasha could’ve sold that double superkick pinfall attempt a little bit more.

Carmella having a breakdown. What does that mean? That means she’s about to lose this match lmao. There it is, not even 10 seconds later hahaha.

Sasha sells pain so damn well. Good for her. Good defense of her title. Points to Sasha, she’s phenomenal every time she has an actual match. Post-match and she’s already annoyed me though lol. Ugh. Maybe she’ll get it soon enough.

Nice “replay” wwe. Billion dollar company btw.

Billie, drawing a horizontal line is not how you write ‘clairvoyant’.

“proficient in Japanese” aw Asuka was so excited for a split second lmao.

Oh no, she made a mask to match Asuka’s with a paper plate. Oh no no no. Travesty.

Ugh I’m so excited. I’ve already seen this and yet I’m excited. Here we are, the whole damn reason I started catching up on everything I basically refused to watch since June 22.

SHE LOOKS LIKE MONEY, WHEW. The queen IS back. She’s so fucking beautiful man.

Love how annoyed Nia looks. This is your comeuppance tbh. Could’ve just faced a measly Lana, but no, you had to play too much.

Really Charlotte shouldn’t be in the tag division, and really she shouldn’t give half of a fuck about Asuka, but we’ll get to that more in the future since this is already nearly 2 months old.

Nia’s doing a great job selling Charlotte’s return, and she’s not even active in the match rn. She does good work.

Bad camera angle on Asuka hitting the ring post.

Asuka getting wrecked lol.

I really despise that the Raw women’s championship was tied up in all of these storylines that have nothing to do with the Raw women’s championship. The Lana crap, the Charlotte crap, the tag teaming in general crap.

In hindsight, I now find it curious that Ric Flair was in the back for this match. Very curious. I swear, if the past 2 real time months weren’t a part of some master plan the Flairs came up with together, I will be SHOCKED.

Charlotte’s fucking crazy for doing those moonsaults to the outside though, for real. I know she was a gymnast and an exceptional cheerleader, but MAN you could not pay me to do fucking blind back flips that high up. Crazy.

She should’ve given us a spear in this match. I wanna go rewatch her work just to see some spears.

Good match. They needed to not focus on destroying Asuka for as long as they did, pacing was off for a little bit there.

Love how Charlotte sticks her tongue out when she bridges up into the figure 8. She’s such an asshole lmao.

If I could’ve changed one thing about that finish, I would’ve had Charlotte bounce off the ropes before hitting Natural Selection. Other than that, it was great.

Charlotte looks good with a title, idk *shrug*

The way Charlotte looked over at Asuka though. I really don’t trust her in hindsight lol.

Like how this Firefly Funhouse is setting the spotlight on Alexa before Bray takes his leave of absence, only wish she hadn’t missed 2-3 wks of tv.

What a fun way of running a video package.

Inferno matches are insane and I’m not sure why anyone would participate in such.

Think it’s smart they’re both leaving their jackets on tbh.

Alright that was cool. The way Fiend called up the flames was fucking cool. It looks amazing aesthetically. They could’ve never done the set quite like this if there had been fans.

WE HAVE STRAPS?! IS FIRE NOT ENOUGH?!? Man. Randy is a fucking trooper.

Guys. Guys excuse me, that strap is on fire, can... can we not, please??

Man is swinging a god damn pick axe at Randy Orton, I--

I hope that wasn’t actually flammable liquid cuz otherwise Randy is now soaked in it, and that’s insanely dangerous. Oh that’s great editing. So it was flammable, but Randy was out of the chair before the fire rushed at him. Also covered the chair in blood. That was cool.

Orton just pull the damn string out of the jacket real quick lol.

Caught Orton’s attempt at an rko with a mandable claw. Points.

Can someone... put him out? Editing trick? Were the flames real? Am I real??

Shouldn’t the bell ring? Match is over, right??

The dummy was kind of obvious ngl. Not to sound like an asshole, but they should’ve made it a bit thicker and more solid lol. Doesn’t really take me out of it though, cuz even though I’m sure it was a stunt double that got lit on fire by the ramp, someone was on fucking fire, and that’s intimidating in itself.

Also the dummy is melting. I’d say they should’ve used pig meat, but I’m sure vegans and animal rights activists would’ve had a field day writing to Snickers about that.

Was a good match, for what it was. I was entertained.

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*BONUS*

Main Event:

“Nasty Nikki” lol okay.

“The only reason people even know you exist is because you were Alexa Bliss’ best friend,” ouch. Truth is pain.

Ahahahah Lacey has hand sanitizer again.

Love that submission Lacey jumped into through the ropes, plus an eye rake. Fantastic.

That’s curious. Lacey and Peyton are arguing over the hand sanitizer as Lacey wants to squirt it on Nikki, while Peyton is claiming it’ll get her DQd. Now I’m on Peyton’s side in the sense that it should absolutely be illegal, but Lacey’s done it in a match against Nikki before, sooo ???

I like how Nikki fell trying to get back into the ring before the 10 count. Adds credibility.

Haha Nikki gets the pinfall over Lacey because Peyton was being a nuisance on the outside. Lacey big mad. That’s great.

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*Smackdown easily shined the brightest in what was a great week of wrestling. Utilized 8 women in 3 different storylines, couldn’t possibly complain about that.

#wwe #issa review #feel free to ignore these #cuz who tf cares lesbihonest #today's props goes to:#charlotte flair

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sabraeal · 5 years ago

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The Most Perverse Creature in the World, Chapter 8

Though your father had been a country count, unimportant to the machinations of Wistal’s court, you had never lacked for companionship. What your father had lacked in political clout, he had made up for in varied acquaintance: knights’ daughters, a neighboring baron’s young granddaughter, your own cousins-- all of them had made up your coterie of ladies, giggling beneath covers in childhood and over fans when you made your debut.

They had cooed when you had told them of your husband’s proposal, teasing you over his age, over his equally distant holdings, but when you had married in your father’s lavish gardens, taking your husband’s hand as you made your first steps toward Bederin--

They had wept.

You wonder sometimes what has become of them. Whether they married well, whether the pretty knight’s daughter caught a peer after all. Perhaps you sit on the council with their husbands, and they--

They ignore the receipts as well. Just another entry made in the ledger, written in their neat hand at the same time it is thoroughly unseen.

Perhaps they think of you, too. The news of your husband’s death, at least, must have brought them pause over their needlepoint, remembering their younger, less complicated years. Their condolences could have been one of the hundreds you received and blindly answered, too deeply entrenched in your mourning to think of anything more than a few lines of thanks.

They might even think of you now, wondering if you nephew took care of you as he ought as the new count, or if you had been sent to the house of your brother, living as a spectral albatross about his neck.

Ah, whatever they think, it would pale to the truth of it.

“I only mean to say, if we’re to be taxed for acts, then what’s the incentive for us to do more than give ‘em a quick rub and send ‘em on their way?” Himawari folds her arms right under her chest, mouth set in a belligerent pout. “What next? Are they going to take for duration too? For how many little deaths we fake?”

At least, you hope your friends would not be able to guess at this. “I am not sure of the lords’ plans for future taxation, but as it currently stands, you would be changed more for a, ah, rub than you would be for something more...traditional.”

Himawari’s brows draw sharply over her blade of a nose. “Traditional.”

“What her ladyship is trying to imply,” Kikyo interjects smoothly, “is that they mean to tax us for what they call lewd acts, which doesn’t include fucking. Unless you do it any way but on your back.”

Himawari snorts, stretching out to her full, impressive length. Before tonight you thought few men wanted a woman who could look them in the eye, but it’s taken you weeks to find an opening in Himawari’s schedule. Aside from Tsubaki, she’s the most popular girl in the house.

“Well, that makes no sense. It’s quicker and cleaner to just use a hand, and I--”

“Plenty of your other companions feel the same,” you explain quickly. If you have learned anything in your meetings with the ladies of this house, it is that you do not give them time to expound upon...personal experiences. Or rather, specific personal experiences. It only leaves you wondering which of your fellow councilmen might have been the ‘rude gent that wanted a spank’ before he inevitably got down to business.

(Though you do have a few ideas on that one. And the lord who asked for a glass of port during a specific act you will not allow yourself to recount.)

Himawari frowns, somehow forbidding even in her gossamer negligee. “Then what’s to be done about it? It’s the lords what decide our fate. Are we to deny them custom? Starve ourselves while they go elsewhere?”

“That is why I am here.” You smooth your notebook across your lap, taking comfort in the paper beneath your palms. “His Majesty has task me with finding an alternate proposal.”

“She’s been asking all of us our thoughts,” Kikyo explains, “in an attempt to make one that’s more fair to us, instead of the lords.”

Himawari raises a skeptical brow. “And how’s that been coming?”

“Ah...” Your notes are a mess; you ask one girl what she wants, and it confounds another’s. You put forth this contradictory piece, and suddenly you are in a debate with no experience to draw from, only what you have gleaned from your interviews and trolling through the Big House’s archives. “I am...approaching an idea...”

“Yeah, that none of us want the same thing,” she laughs, shaking her head. “There’s some girls here who don’t to much but lie on their backs. And some of us that have made a name filling different sorts of appetites. And have you talked to the boys?”

“Boys?” You blink, shuffling through your notes. “The doormen--”

“They’re for sale too.” Her mouth hooks, wry. “I’m sure they’d have plenty to say about getting taxed up the--”

“We take your point,” Kikyo interjects smoothly, “but there’s not much to be done. Not without suspicion.”

You nod. “I’ve gleaned that your madam wouldn’t like the idea of you girls bargaining a better position.”

“Not unless it made her a pretty penny,” Himawari spat, “which it might well do, since she’s so keep on pinching from our pockets.”

You swallow a sigh, shifting in your seat. “It would be nice to have all of you in a room at once, if only to make some sense of it all. But your madam--”

“Would never allow it,” Kikyo confirms. “She’d think it was cutting into profits.”

“Even if I paid?” You would be far from the first peer to rent out a house of ill repute for an evening. “I could--”

“My lady, it would only be a pretense.” Kikyo sends you one of her soft, sly smiles. “She hardly likes two of us in a room at once, let alone all of us.”

“And agreeing,” Himawari huffs. “Might give us ideas about who should really be running the house.”

Your mouth hooks into a smirk. “Sounds like you all have ideas on that too.”

“Don’t we just.” Himarwari’s teeth bare in a tiger’s smile. “Mainly seeing our current one out of it.”

Her words slap you as hard as a thunder clap. “Would that be possible?”

Kikyo’s eyes widen. “My lady?”

“I do not mean permanently.” Yet. “But for a night. Is there a way to get her from the house?”

The two women exchange glances.

“She hardly ever leaves,” Himawari admits. “Unless...”

“Unless she has custom,” Kikyo finishes, thoughtful. “But she considers her services very...elite.”

“What she means is: the madam won’t go out for anyone but the choicest lords.” Himawari grins. “Which don’t happen too often, considering how they all like young things that aren’t too big for their britches.”

More likely they prefer young things who are impressed by their power and will do anything to please them. You bite down on the thought; as true as it may be, your job here is not to denigrate the reputation of the other councilmen.

After all, they do such a fine job of it themselves.

“Not that it would solve much,” Himawari scoffs, “Sumire would still be here.”

Sumire. You’ve heard the name before, once or twice, as girls passed meaningful looks. “Is that...?”

“The Madam’s spy?” Himawari snaps. “Yes.”

Kikyo’s glance is laden with censure as she says, “Sumire is the Madam’s freshest flower.”

“Freshest flower?” you ask, already fearing the explanation, but-- you are here to learn. There is no point in helping them if you choose to turn away from what they cannot.

“She debuted last year,” Kikyo explains with a hesitation that sets your teeth on edge. “To much anticipation.”

Himawari snorts. “She paraded the girl around for a year, letting everyone look and never touch, and then sold the right to the highest bidder.”

“An auction.” Kikyo gives her a quelling glare. “Only the most promising receive one. There’s no point, after all, if one’s debut won’t pay for the party itself.”

“You mean that her...” You flounder for the words, and Himawari smirks. “Her maiden’s head was...?”

“Sold, yes.” You stifle a squirm, but Himawari’s grin says you have done a poor job of it. “To some lord, who kept her until he tired of her.”

“That isn’t what happened,” Kikyo snaps. “You know that well enough.”

“It hardly matters in any case.” The tall woman shrugs, careless. “Only the fanciest lords are allowed to have her now.”

Your mouth pulls thin. “I take it that the Madam has something to do with that?”

“Of course.” Himawari’s grin is sharp. “Why accept less than the opening bid?”

“The Madam gives her the choicest clients,” Kikyo clarifies, “and as such, Sumire is loyal to her. Like a child to a mother.”

It is on the tip of your tongue: a mother would never sell her child. But it is an easy thing for you to say, a woman who never had one, a child who never wanted despite it. But when a child is yet another open mouth to feed, and there’s not enough food to hand-- who knows what might be done to make up the lack.

You stare at your hands, still covered in lace, the weight of your wedding ring heavy on your finger, and--

And maybe it is not only those hungry for bread that sell their daughters.

You nod, briskly, to organize your thoughts. “Then we will table such an idea for now. But as for your thoughts...”

You close the door behind you, leaving the woman to whatever preparations they make to conceive the illusion of your visit being a profitable one. For your own peace of mind, you’ve never quite asked what that entails.

Those thoughts are not the ones that occupy you in any case. Your mind races, as it always does, filled with half-written laws that sag in the middle, or are only held together by a thin chain of ellipses as you search for the words you need to bind them. The other councilors might joke about your knotty problem, but if it is one, its loops conceal a hopeless tangle beneath, the whole of it always hidden from your view. You may pull at what you see, hoping to find an end, but you suspect all of those efforts have only made it worse, not better.

Still, you probe at it, mind tugging at its coils. If only you could drag every last bit of it into the light--

You press your lips together, teeth biting at your cheeks. There is a way to do it, if only you could figure out the logistics of it.

Hah, but is that not what you were trained to do? They may not have wanted you to be a countess in your own right, but the perfect count’s wife, able to organize a luncheon--

Now that, that you have been trained to do.

“Obi.”

He glances up from where he leans against the wall, all impossibly long limbs, the way hounds were just after they grew out of being puppies.

“May I help you?” he asks, gaze darting to the door behind you. “Is my lady ready to leave?”

You blink. “Yes?”

His brow arches, every feature of his face curved into polite curiosity. It takes you aback for a moment, he looks younger like this, hardly more than a boy without the guarded suspicion marring his face. “Will you get her?”

“Get her?” You stare at him, brows drawn in confusion. “I’m here.”

“You’re--?” His eyes widen, jaw going slack. “My lady. I didn’t-- I didn’t recognize you without--”

Words fail him, and he gestures vaguely toward his face. For a moment, you stand stymied, but then you raise your hands, the smooth round of your cheek squishing beneath the lace of your fingers.

“My veil,” you breathe, reaching for your reticule. “I must have-- I didn’t--”

His hands come to still yours, lifting the fall of lace from your boneless fingers. “Please, my lady, allow me.”

He sets it over you gently, lowering the blusher of your veil until it falls over your chest, obscuring the world beneath a black cage.

“There, that’s...” His lips press together. “Normal.”

“Normal,” you sigh, fussing with the edge. “Yes. I suppose.”

Obi opens his mouth only to close it again. “You were going to ask me something else, my lady?”

“Yes.” Your hands drop down to your side, laying flat against the crape. “There’s a girl I want you to secure a meeting with. Her name is Sumire.”

#haruka x reader #akagami no shirayukihime #snow white with the red hair #my fic #ans #sadly there is no haruka in this chapter #but this is pretty much a lead up to the deeper plot #so...he'll be in the next one #instead please enjoy Obi being a Good Boy

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thirteenthspirit · 6 years ago

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Not a Very ‘Organized’ Organization (XIII)

I thought hard about this week’s topic of choice. Brexit was on my mind - I pondered about doing a comparison between parliament’s never-ending struggle with delays and failed agreements, vs Harvest Moon’s unending gameplay, farming and shipping and eventually marrying and digging in the mines and COLLECTING ALL THE DAMN SPRITES in that DS one. But that’s as far as it goes… I didn’t think I’d be able to milk it like those cows (hey!).

Speaking of Hey, I still want to get Space Channel 5 in there somewhere, those Chu’s and Hey’s have been on my mind like crazy…

So I settled on writing about one of my favorite topics – Organization XIII!

Organization XIII was always one of my favorite parts of the Kingdom Hearts series. They are cool and mysterious and (debatably) heartless, ranging everywhere from the mute heavyweight champions (*cough* Lexaeus *cough*) to the twink rockstar wannabes.

So, Organization XII is, like the name implies, a group of 13 nobodies – wait, scratch that – a group of 14 nobodies (eyeroll) who have banded together to… um… depends on who you ask. And in which game. Their primary goal was to be whole, to be granted a heart/soul, even if practically EVERY ONE OF THEM had a different agenda and there was a whole underlying separate reason for the creation of the Organization. NO WORRIES, let’s stick with that, because it’s more fun.

Ok so, breaking down the members, should we go by number? Order of appearance? Relevance? Element of choice? Maybe click (you know, high school clichés)?

Well – first you have the Mains. Roxas (no. XIII), is the counterpart of Sora, the main character in the whole series. So you know he’s gotta be pretty high on the list. The most interesting thing about Roxas is surprisingly NOT that he’s voice by Jesse McCartney, but the duality of elements he controls. Light and Darkness are everywhere with this guy – his outfit has chess squares on it and he wields both Oathkeeper and Oblivion, not to mention having an incredibly sad and traumatic origin story! He’s like, a slightly smarter and moodier Sora. I like Roxas, I’m sad they didn’t give him anything to do in KH3. Dual-wielding keyblades is pretty awesome and his light attacks can hit pretty hard. One of my favorite moments of the series will always be his fight with Riku in the secret ending of KH1, over 10 years ago! Seeing Roxas clash with Riku in mid-air in front of that clock tower (not to be confused with the one from Neverland – I mean England) really made my heart race as a kid. He can also boast to having shared quite a couple of awesome struggles (go Vivi), with Sora in that “Station of Awakening” place where Destati usually plays, and then with both his best friends - while trying not to be kidnapped by his “Flurry of Dancing Flames”, best friend Axel, and when dispatching Xion.

Xion (no. XIV) is a “puppet”, made to take over Roxas’s place and role in the Organization, should anything happen. She is an interesting character, tragedy befalls her and her journey with coming to the realization that she must sacrifice herself for Sora’s behalf (in order for him to become whole again) is a beautiful one to see. Vector to the Heavens plays when you’re fighting Xion for the last time, ending with Roxas effectively killing her and is a beautifully crafted piece. Xion suffers a bit from that ‘unintentional retcon’ where she didn’t really have a place, story-wise, and was created solely for 358/2 Days. So she was effectively written-out of the main storyline until the later games, with every character practically forgetting about her (literally losing their memories of her).

Rounding out the trio is one of everyone’s favorites – bad-guy good-guy Axel (no. VIII). Axel’s portrayal changed throughout the series. In CoM, he is responsible for unmasking a conspiracy and dispatching rogue members of the organization. He is the de-facto assassin. With not a hint of remorse. As his friendship with Xion and Roxas builds, he regains access to some degree of emotion – perhaps it’s caused by the (stick with me on this one) Lea-Ventus-Sora-Roxas-Axel connection, or perhaps he grows a heart, sitting on that clock tower overlooking the (ALWAYS SETTING) sun of Twilight Town and eating sea-salt ice cream. Eventually he turns on the organization, proving his loyalty is to his friends and even joins the main cast as a Keyblade wielder, turning the tides on some occasions (he really makes the end of DDD worth it). It helps that he has a wicked-cool design. His element is Fire and he wields twin Chakrams, boasting two tear tattoos and incredibly spiky hair. His relationship with Kairi is a cute element to the story, I wish (aside from some more combat or like ANY AT ALL) they had more scenes together and overall relevance to the main storyline. My favorite moment, aside from him rescuing Sora from his peers in DDD, has to be when he executes Vexen in Castle Oblivion.

From Axel, the most closely linked member, aside from Roxas and Xion, is SaÏx (no. VII). SaÏx is a warewolf. The moon sends him into a trance and he is often plagued with anger management issues. Berserk is his Nirvana. Him and Axel go way back and there is still a storyline to be uncovered there, judging from the secret reports found in KH3. In the end, his motivations aren’t really clear and fully explored, so his presence is not much more than Axel’s right arm, who happens to have a big “X” scar on his face. Sorry SaÏx – maybe see a therapist. At least you got a happy ending! SaÏx was one of the last Organization members to fall, in KH2. One of the last defenders of the Castle in (one my my all-time favorite KH worlds), The World That Never Was.

Another of the final defenders and members of the Organization to be vanquished at Sora’s had is – *drumroll* arguably MY FAVORITE OF THEM ALL, the incredibly hot and suave Luxord (no. X). Now – this guy is blonde. Has facial hair. Earrings. A British accent (maybe that’s just in my mind) and makes me look up his voice actor just to drool over that sweet sweet voice. He is the “Gambler of Fate” and shows up in the POTC world to basically taunt you and play a few games. Everything’s a game to this guy, even fighting. Which I can’t say he is great at… For someone able to control the element of Time, he’s kind of a pushover. But he’s still got a place in my heart – and maybe we’ll get to see him again, since he was the one who gave Sora that “wild card”… “Parlay!” more like “Let’s play strip poker pls”.

Who next… well let’s round out the oddballs with this guy. Ladies and gents, fans of the underground metal, garage bands and mohawks – I give you… Demyx (no. IX)! The Melodious Nocturne! …although there is nothing ‘nocturnal’ about him. This guy irradiates happiness and excitement and joy. I suppose he is just pretending, since Nobodies can’t really feel, rather they remember what it was like. Dem-dem too is a fan favorite. He is very young and has a different disposition than the rest of the members, he’s just your lazy, average Joe that just wants to spend his days jamming out on his Sitar. He is the first Organization member to fall in KH2, and is considered “not much of a fighter”. I would obviously disagree with this BECAUSE DANCE WATER DANCE MOTHERF***** is hell. Hell! Still, Dem-dem brings some lightheartedness to the game and the entire group, so he is a welcome addition. He is shunned even in KH3 but that’s just a side note of his… personality traits, I suppose. Never forget when he ‘drops the act’ just before turning on Sora, before what would be his final battle. Demyx controls the element of Water.

And since when it rains, it pours; and when it pours, usually it thunders (at least here in Portugal), that seems like a decently-crafted segway to the next member – Larxene (no. XII). Larxene is… a bitch. I don’t say that lightheartedly, I consider myself a feminist and I never forget that quote “when a man is assertive, he’s called a Boss. When a woman is assertive, she’s called a bitch.” But Larxene is just MEAN. She’s the mean girl of the bunch – together with her GBF Marluxia. Larxene poses some of the hardest fights in CoM but sadly, and like most female characters in this series, she’s shunned in favor of other members. This is a critic I have with the entire KH series – Aqua is virtually my favorite character but she’s really the only female character that is given storyline, relevance and overall strength. And like most fans I was DYING to see Kairi kick ass in KH3, but… we all know how that went. Not much to say about Larxene, her lightning-fast attacks and knives give her a pretty sharp demeanor and she’s not afraid to play every trick to her advantage. Standout moment is, unfortunately, her demise in CoM, fading into darkness. Oh and that laugh.

Larxene’s ‘somebody’ appears in KH: Unchained, together with Marluxia’s somebody. Marluxia (no. XI) controls the attribute of Flowers.

Yes.

Flowers.

He also boasts pink hair and – the best part – a huge pink scythe. His nickname is “The Graceful Assassin” but aside from plotting to overthrow the Organization and posing as the main antagonist in CoM, he doesn’t really do a lot of killing. The fights against him in KH2: Final Mix are among my favorites, especially with that countdown as he swings about the field. It seems he has quite a role in the Mobile game, so maybe we’ll get to see more of his backstory in the future. His final parting words were somewhat mysterious. Together with Larxene and a sneaky Axel, Marluxia betrays the Organization and his fellow members in Castle Oblivion, for his own agenda.

The assignment to Castle Oblivion introduces us to 3 other members of the organization – Vexen (no. IV), Lexaeus (no. V) and Zexion (no. VI). And 3 character tropes. The mad scientist, the jock, and the emo kid.

Vexen, aka “The Chilly Academic”, controls my favorite element, Ice. He is, ironically, killed by Axel in a flurry of flames, in a very dramatic moment in CoM. Vexen merely wants to conduct his experiments in peace – he doesn’t care who rules, what happens to the worlds, even who might or not be possessing him. He only cares about his “Replica” program. The Replica program consists on the creation of “puppets”, bodies able to function who are only missing a heart. He plays quite the role in KH3, effectively redeeming himself. Vexen is one of the creepiest characters around – he has long blond hair and green eyes, but really that ‘mad scientist’ vibe is all that transpires. Shout-out to his English voice actor, Derek Stephen Prince, for giving him a creepy vibe. He’s not much of a fighter, with his weapon of choice being an icy shield called “Frozen Pride”.

Zexion is one of the younger members of the Organization – perhaps even younger than Demyx. He is also arguably one of the smartest. Like Vexen, he cares mostly about his research and specific topics of interest *cough* Riku *cough*. However, his young demeanor reflects some innocence – he is the only member you don’t fight against in CoM, ending up murdered at the hands of Axel (with a little help from a Replica…). I really like Zexion, to battle he wields a book (the Lexicon) and would rather dazzle the opponents with some crafted illusions than hit them hard. He is one of the most prominent figures in KH3 and his reunion with his Master, Ansem the Wise, is very touching and reveals once again his innocence. He is often accompanied by Lexaeus, who is essentially a shadow of Zexion, a silent guardian to the smaller member. It is suggested he has been protecting Zexion since the latter was a small child.

Lexaeus fights Riku at one point, effectively forcing Riku to unleash the darkness in his heart just to defeat him. The Organization member is a towering figure and barely ever talks – he is just muscle, but emanates a safe and caring feel outwards, especially in his interactions with Zexion. To battle he wields a huge hammer-like weapon (which totally reminds me of Rikku’s weapons from FFX) called the Skysplitter and commands the element of Earth.

These 3 members are one half of the initial 6 apprentices, who formed the Organization. These founding members all worked together under the tutelage of Ansem the Wise and range from the scientists like Vexen and Zexion to the guardians like Lexaeus and Xaldin.

Xaldin (no. III) is very much… wasted. His virtually only appearance is in KH2, in his vain attempts to turn The Beast into a heartless. His most evident feature is his sideburns. Xaldin’s sideburns are thick, dark and intimidating. He also wields a lot of lances – like, more than 3, which he uses his wind powers to attack you with. He has a really cool attack where he forms a dragon out of wind and blows you to pieces with. Other than another “werewolf” look, that’s pretty much it. Mickey to the rescue!

Then we get to Xigbar (no. II). Xigbar, or Braig, or Luxu, OR ONE-EYED PIRATE, I’m not sure there is much of a difference, became a usual presence throughout the series. Apparently he’s been around for a loooooong time, ever since the forgotten time of the mobile game. He is a cool dude. His “As If” will go down as a pretty cool quote. Xigbar’s nickname is The Sharpshooter and he immediately stands out from the bunch. We are still unaware of his agenda and interests, not knowing to what extent he is controlled or, rather, he is controlling the narrative. He is overall an awesome character, essentially sniping you from afar with his stylish gun-like weapons. He even fakes his own death in KH3! In what is one of the best moments from the final act. His interactions with the rest of the Organization are always funny to watch, especially with his on-and-off younger lover, Demyx. The standout moment against him is undoubtedly that moment during his fight where he corners you and forces you to run around trying to avoid the millions of blue bullets being aimed at you. One of the best members overall.

And then there was I. Mr. Xemnas (no. I) aka “The Superior of the In-Between” (seriously bro, that’s the nickname you’re gonna pick?) aka “MANSEX” among the fans, aka “Xehanort’s nobody”. He is the man behind the Organization, the one really pulling all the strings. I’m gonna skip the part behind his motivations, they’re murky and the writers decide to change them between games, and I’ll get right down to the cool bits – THE SWORDS. Yes, Xemnas wields two red lightsabers. No, he is not Darth Maul, just a fan. He is calm and has a raspy voice, never really getting too flattered (that one’s yours, Axel). The coolest interaction with Xemnas is the final battle against him. Besides his black and white coat, he eventually summons a plethora of red projectiles which surround Sora and Riku, as they (in a very realistic, grounded and believable moment), deflectem with their respective keyblades. Xemnas ends up falling a bit short when compared with Ansem, Seeker of Darkness… He was just never that menacing of a villain, especially with his always calm behavior.

And that’s it. That’s the full list of the organization members. This turned out to be more of an exposé on each of the members, than anything else. I thought about trying to find real-life personalities to match each of the members, but eventually came up short on that. Organization XIII’s struggle to “be whole” and regain the part of their humanity they had lost – their soul, the ability to feel, always struck me as a really interesting motivation. For quite some time, the idea that you could shed the part of you that is able to “feel” struck me as something good, something to be envious of. I was, of course, wrong – even the dark feelings within us are what gives us the ability to connect and empathize with others.

So be sure to deflect those projectiles, and someone PLEASE give my number to Luxord,

-João A. (Pachiren)

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serpentlifeonlylife · 7 years ago

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Meet the Wilders Pt 3

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4

Summary: When the Black Hood is finally killed Riverdale thought they'd finally get some peace. But when a new family moves into town a few of its residents aren't prepared for how the family will turn their lives upside down. And when the Black Hood returns along with a new murderer how will they affect this new family? Meet the Wilders . . . and their secrets.

Chapter Summary: The Serpents finally meet their new English teacher and Cheryl rubs Rose the wrong way

Warnings: fluff, swearing. Cheryl bashing (she’ll get better)

Pairings: Sweet Pea x OC, POSSIBLE Sweet Pea x OC x Fangs, Kevin x OC, Choni, Bughead, Varchie.

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Calvin was in a great mood. So far all his classes had gone on swimmingly. Most of the students had been polite and respectful. Of course he had a few troublemakers, but they had been easily dealt with. And when the classes had all seen the way he taught they all had taken a quick liking to him. Now it was time for Rose and Alfie's class, and he was excited to see them and see how they were faring.

Calvin was talking to sweet Ethel, an intelligent girl he could tell off the bat, when his children filed in. His heart swelled when he saw them grinning with three other teenagers.

“Ah, if it isn't my lovely children,” Calvin grinned, getting to his feet and walking to stand in front of his desk. His grin widened when Rose took a seat next to Ethel, the girls exchanging smiles. He was hoping they'd become friends when they were first introduced to the girl. “How is school going so far?”

“Oh, you know, same staring, same questions. But it's not too bad. Some pompous jerk already tried to pet Sampson without permission,” Alfie said as he sat behind Ethel, shooting her a smile. Sweet Pea took the seat behind Rose, Fangs behind him, and Toni behind Alfie.

Calvin laughed. “I'm sure you didn't like that, did you?” he said to Sampson, who wagged his tail happily as Calvin pet his head.

“He growled and had the boy scared,” Rose laughed.

“Good boy.” Calvin shot Rose a concerned look. “The boy didn't give you too much trouble, did he?”

“Nothing Alfie couldn't handle,” Rose shrugged, taking out her books.

Calvin nodded at Alfie. “Good boy.”

“Woof,” Alfie said flatly, causing the others to laugh.

Calvin smiled at them all. “And who are your friends?”

“Oh, this is Sweet Pea, Fangs, and Toni. They're part of the Southside group that transferred here,” Alfie explained.

“Ah,” Calvin said, taking them in. He took notice of the cautious expressions, as if they were waiting for him to judge them. He was immediately filled with sadness and disappointment, knowing that that must often be the reaction they receive. “I heard you guys haven't had the easiest time here.”

“That's an understatement,” Fangs said.

“Yeah, well, in this classroom if anyone has something to say about you or where you come from they can leave. I won't tolerate it in this classroom.”

They all grinned, happy to finally have an adult on their side.

Sweet Pea looked at Alfie and said, “Your dad is cool.”

“And don't you ever forget it,” Calvin winked. The room started to fill up as the final bell rang. “Hello, ladies and gents,” he said loud enough to gain everyone's attention and make them quiet down. “As you are all aware, I am your new English teacher seeing as your old one was arrested for possession of child pornography.”

Rose face palmed at his bluntness. Surprised laughs and gasps were heard around the room. She looked back at Alfie, who wore a shit eating grin.

Calvin grinned. “Oh, come on. We all know why he left, why am I going to hide it? He was a sick bastard, agreed?”

“Agreed,” chorused the amused classroom.

“Great. Now luckily for you, I am not into any of that, or any criminal activity. So I will be here for the rest of the year, hopefully longer,” Calvin said happily. “So, a little bit about me; my name is Calvin Wilder. I'm thirty six years young,” there were whoops and whistles around the room and Calvin grinned wider “Why thank you. I am a single dad of four children. My two lovely sixteen year olds right in front of me,” Rose blushed and looked down while Alfie waved to the class, “a fourteen year old boy who is a Freshman, and an eight year old boy. We've lived all over America due to my job moving me around. Before coming here I was a sought after English professor, teaching at one college to the next. Finally, after making quite a living, I decided it was time to settle down and here we are.”

Everyone stared at him, taking in all the information he quickly threw at them.

“Now, in my classroom I have one rule, and one proposition. Are you ready?” he asked, and they all nodded. “First the rule; you respect me, and I will respect you. This class will be a lot of discussion between me and you guys, but there will be moments when I give a lecture or am showing you something on the board. When those times come I need your full attention on me and me only. That means no talking with your friends and no phones. If you can give me your respect, then you have mine. Good?”

Everyone nodded, understanding the rule.

Calvin smiled. “Good. Now my proposition. I want to make you a deal.” He paused, letting the suspense grow. Rose rolled her eyes at him and his dramatics, which Calvin caught. He winked at her before turning back to the class. “If everyone in this class does their homework from now until the end of the year, then come the last day of school I will take you all out to an expensive dinner and pay for whatever you want.”

Immediately excited chatter filled the room, and Calvin smirked. “And I mean every student. If just one student doesn't hand in an assignment on time, you lose, and you don't get the dinner. The exception is if you're sick, but the assignment must be in when you come back. Deal?”

Immediately the room was filled with loud ‘YES's, everyone excited and determined.

“Alright, then let's get to what you'll be reading this semester.” Picking up a box from the floor he reached in and pulled out piles of books. He gave each row a stack and told them to pass them back. “Frank Miller; The Dark Knight Returns.”

“This is Batman. We're reading a comic book?” Sweet Pea asked in disbelief.

“Future Batman,” Calvin corrected. “And yes, we are.”

“What's the difference?” someone asked from the back.

“This story is a continuation based on an original series of characters. Do you guys know what that means?” he asked, leaning back against his desk.

“Yes,” they all chorused, amused.

“Um,” Ethel started hesitantly. “Aren't you supposed to teach us the important books?”

“Shush, Ethel,” a boy hurriedly said from the side, causing Ethel to shrink in her seat.

“No, none of that. Every question and every opinion about what I am teaching is allowed in this class,” Calvin said, making the boy look down abashedly. Calvin looked at Ethel and smiled kindly. “This graphic novel was as important to its style of literature as any book you can think of.”

“What's it about?” Ethel asked.

Calvin's smile widened. “I'm glad you asked. It's about a world that's become so tough that batman fights superman,” he said incredulously, as if he couldn't believe it. He then smiled at them all. “You guys will tell me why he does that.”

“So, you're going to start by teaching us a comic book, Mr. Wilder?” Fangs asked excitedly. Rose smiled. In a way he was a lot like Lix.

Judging by Calvin's fond smile as he looked at Fangs, he thought the same. “Well, we're going to start by you not calling me Mister anything. In this class we're equals. Well, we're equals, but I have the power to give you detention should I need to.” Everyone chuckled at this. “Call me Calvin. Except for you two, I'm still dad to y'all,” he said, pointing at his kids, causing everyone to laugh again.

Fangs raised his hand. “Calvin?”

“Yes?” Calvin answered happily.

Fangs shrugged. “I just wanted to see if it would work.” The class laughed, his friends rolling their eyes at him.

Calvin chuckled. “Fangs,” he said with a nod.

Fangs grinned. “You know my name?”

“Well, I was just introduced to you a few minutes ago,” Calvin laughed, causing Fangs to blush lightly in embarrassment. “But I know all of your names. I make it my job to know the students I'm teaching.”

They all smiled, content for once in a classroom.

“Toni, stop me right now,” Sweet Pea suddenly said.

Toni looked at him, confused. “Stop you from what?”

“From liking him,” he said, pointing at Calvin, who looked very amused. “I can't like a teacher, Toni. I'm Sweet Pea.”

Toni rolled her eyes at his dramatics while those around him laughed.

“Hello, Sweet Pea,” Calvin said. “How are you today?”

Sweet Pea shrugged. “I'm okay.”

“Tell me Sweet Pea, what kind of motorcycle do you drive?” Calvin asked.

“1800CC twin cam, fat bob fuel tank, wide glide,” he answered immediately. “Wait, how do you know I drive a motorcycle?”

“Because I saw you drive in on it this morning,” Calvin grinned. “And it's your phone case. You very obviously have an appreciation.”

Sweet Pea looked down at the phone that was peeking out from his shirt pocket, half of the case visible. He looked back up at his teacher. “So?” he asked curiously.

Calvin shrugged with a smile. “I'm getting to know one of my students.” Sweet Pea just stared at him, not knowing how to react to a teacher taking interest in something about him. “I want to get to know all of you. So that brings me to your first assignment. First off, I want you to read the first twenty pages of this book. You can read more if you'd like to, but we'll discuss the first twenty pages tomorrow. Second is a written assignment.”

Out of the same box he pulled out the comic books he pulled out notebooks and handed them out to the rows to pass back.

“These are your journals. Every Monday I will give you a writing assignment. Every Friday I will collect the journals. The only people who will read what you write are myself, you, and whoever you show it to. Most times I will give you a topic to write about. If I don’t, you are free to write about anything your heart desires. But these journals are due back to me every Friday with at least a full page filled out. Every Friday at the beginning of class I will ask anyone if they would like to read what they wrote out loud. If no one wants to that is completely fine, I will not force anyone to read anything they do not wish to. If someone does wish to read out loud I expect everyone to give them the respect that you would want. For the most part of the year these journals and reading will be your only assignments.”

Most of the class cheered at this, causing him to grin.

“Okay, okay, settle down. So your first writing assignment,” Calvin began, and immediately everyone quieted. “I want you to write about yourself. It could be about you personally, or something you love to do, or something you love in general, something you hate, an experience you went through, anything. Anything that tells me a little about who you are. So, Rose here might write about her love of music, or Sweet Pea might write about motorcycles, or Fangs might write about-”

“His love of Twizzlers?” Sweet Pea joked, causing Fangs to kick the back of his chair, though he was laughing with everyone else.

Calvin chuckled. “Sure. This journal is your canvas. Fill it. And everything in it will be our little secret.”

The bell rang, and they all groaned.

Calvin grinned. “As happy as I am that you all are enjoying my class, it is time for lunch. Now be gone and leave a man with his turkey sandwich and cape cod chips!”

They all laughed and shouted their farewells as they excitedly headed off to lunch.

“So? How'd I do?” Calvin asked his kids as they stayed behind with their new friends.

“I'm pretty sure you just made us the kids with the cool dad,” Alfie laughed.

“Mission complete then,” Calvin grinned, bringing Rose into a side hug.

“I can't believe Mr. Weatherbee is letting you teach us about comic books,” Toni said.

“Oh, he doesn't know,” Calvin laughed, and they all looked at him incredulously. “I'm sure he'll hear about it soon. And when he does talk to me about it I'll persuade him to see things from my point of view.”

“You're very good at that,” Rose commented.

“Oh, I know,” Calvin smirked. “As much as I love you guys a man has to eat. So go on down to lunch and I will see you two after school.”

“See you, Pops,” Alfie said, walking towards the door. Rose kissed her father's cheek before following after them, excitedly talking to Ethel, who had also stayed behind.

Calvin smiled as he watched them leave. Finally, he thought. A chance at normalcy.

xxXxx

“Your dad is probably the best teacher we've ever had,” Toni said as they all sat down at one of the empty tables in the cafeteria with their lunches.

Rose noticed that Ethel was hesitating by the table looking unsure. “What's wrong, Ethel?”

She looked like a deer caught in headlights. “Oh, um . . . I-I just wasn't sure if, you know, um-”

“Sit down, Ethel,” Fangs laughed lightly, moving over to make room on the end. “You're cool.”

Ethel smiled shyly, her face becoming beat red. She sat beside him, and he grinned at her happily.

“I can't wait to go home and do my homework,” Sweet Pea said casually. His hand that was holding a few chips paused halfway to his mouth. “What. Is. Happening?” he asked with wide eyes.

The group all laughed at him.

“Hello!” Lix said happily as he suddenly appeared beside their table. Everyone besides Rose and Alfie jumped in surprise.

“You get used to it after a while,” Alfie chuckled. “How's it going, little man?”

“Still not little, and great!” Lix said without missing a beat. “Dad is everyone's favorite teacher, which immediately made me super popular with people. I made some friends too! There's Cam, he's super chill. Real quiet in like a ‘I hate talking to people’ way, but we're partners in Biology, so he has to talk to me. But he likes me seeing as we have a lot in common. Then there's Kira, this real pretty blonde that's a sick skateboarder. She talks almost as much as me. We're all going to join robotics together. I also joined a bunch of clubs this morning, like-”

“Lix breathe!” Alfie and Rose both said. Lix immediately stopped his excited rambling and took in a deep breath.

Afterwards he laughed. “Thanks. Sometimes I forget to do that.”

“We know,” they laughed.

“Guys, meet our little brother, Felix,” Alfie said.

“Everyone calls me Lix,” Felix said with a big grin.

“You're so cute,” Toni smiled.

“Why, thank you. You're pretty beautiful yourself,” Lix winked, looking more like a cheesy dork than charming.

“You sitting with us?” Alfie asked.

“Nah, Cam is waiting for me. And I'm staying after school for mathletes, so I'll see you guys at dinner,” Lix said. He waved happily before walking away.

He was barely gone a second when a skinny redheaded girl popped in front of their table with a large fake smile. Sweet Pea groaned in annoyance and threw his sandwich down in aggravation.

“Hello newbies, allow me to welcome you to Riverdale High. My name is Cheryl Blossom, captain of the Riverdale Vixens cheer squad. You guys are all the new talk of the school,” she said very quickly and with a lot of spunk.

“So we've heard,” Alfie said, exchanging a glance with Rose.

“As you guys are new here and figuring out exactly where you belong, I feel it's my duty as a leading figure to warn you of the type of people you should avoid. For example, the Southside Serpents,” Cheryl continued just as cheerfully.

“Here we go,” Sweet Pea said, glaring heavily at the redhead.

“Such as your three table mates here. Hanging out with the likes of them will bring you nothing but social out-casting. If you want to be anything in this school I suggest you find new friends. And Ethel, I expected better of you.”

When Ethel looked down at her hands Rose immediately felt angry at this girl for making her feel as if she did something wrong. Alfie scoffed in disgust. “I think we can determine our friends for ourselves, thanks,” he snapped. Cheryl's eyes widened slightly at his tone.

“And I think we just determined that you will never be a friend of ours,” Rose said, glaring. “You come over here with your ‘holier than thou’ attitude, acting as if your better than us all. You insult my friends, and yes, they are my friends, for the simple fact that they come from the other side of town. It's disgusting. Most of this school is disgusting. Everyone should realize that every single person in this school is a human being. Judging someone just because of where they come from is wrong. Where they come from doesn't define who they are, and I think everyone needs to pull their heads out of their own ignorant asses and realize that!”

By the end of her rant Rose was panting heavily and most of the cafeteria was now staring at her with wide eyes. Rose shrunk a little, not realizing she had become so loud.

Cheryl scowled. “Calm down, Dr. King. I came over here to help you.”

“Well, all you did was make me angry and give me a headache. So take your nasty advice, shove it up your ass, and get the hell away from me,” Rose spat.

Cheryl glared at the table as a whole before sashaying away. She snapped her fingers as she passed her table and her whole squad scurried out of their seats to follow her out of the cafeteria.

Rose looked up to see the whole table looking at her in surprise. “What?”

“If you ever tell me you aren't capable of defending yourself again, I will literally slap you,” Alfie said with a light chuckle.

“You totally shut her down and shut her up,” Sweet Pea said, impressed. “I've been wanting to shut her up since I met her, but if I go at her the way you did I'd just look aggressive and mean.”

“Yeah, well, if she makes any more snide comments about you guys again I will gladly put her in her place over and over again,” Rose said vehemently, crossing her arms. She caught Sweet Pea smiling down at her, and hid her blush.

“That was amazing!” Josie beamed as she and Kevin scurried over to their table. “I mean, Cheryl is one of my friends, but even I know she needs to be taken down a peg.”

“Many pegs,” Kevin smiled. “I'm Kevin Keller.”

“And I'm Josie McCoy. Welcome to Riverdale High,” she said kindly.

“Thanks. I'm Rose and this is my brother, Alfie,” Rose said.

“Pleasure,” Alfie said, giving Kevin an appreciative look. Rose was the only one besides Kevin, who was now blushing, to catch it. She rolled her at him, which he responded to with a wink. “Why don't you guys join us?”

“Gladly,” Josie said, and she and Kevin shuffled onto the bench beside Alfie and Ethel. “So, let's get the typical questions out of the way. Where are you guys from?”

“I think the real question is where aren't we from,” Alfie laughed. “Most recently we're from California.”

“How do you go from California to the small town if Riverdale?” Kevin asked.

“You hang a map on the wall, throw a dart at it, and bam, here we are,” Rose grinned. “When you've been everywhere it's hard to find new places, so we just winged it.”

“And you ended up picking the craziest town there is,” Josie said, shaking her head sympathetically.

Rose raised an eyebrow. “You mean the Jason Blossom thing?”

“So you heard about that,” Kevin said. “Yeah, but that's old news now. Now we have the Black Hood.”

Alfie and Rose exchanged confused glances. “The Black Hood?” Alfie asked curiously. Lix hadn't said anything about this ‘Black Hood’.

“He was a new murderer,” Ethel said, her tone shaky. “Tried to kill our friend's dad in our local diner a few weeks ago. Ever since then he was on a terror scheme. He killed one of our old teachers, sent anonymous letters to the newspaper, threatened the town, and tried to bury Archie Andrews, the friend I mentioned, alive.”

“Luckily my dad got there in time and shot him when he tried to escape,” Kevin added. “He's the sheriff,” he said at their questioning looks.

“So . . . he's gone?” Rose asked hopefully.

“Well, we think so, but Archie thinks there might be multiple ones,” Josie said.

“Yeah, well, Andrews has a few screws loose in that big head of his,” Sweet Pea said vehemently.

Rose looked at him in surprise with the amount of hate that was in his tone. “I take it you don't like him?”

Fangs barked out a laugh. “That's an understatement.”

Sweet Pea glared at him. “No, I don't particularly like Riverdale's golden boy. Maybe it has to do with the fact that he vandalized the Southside and pointed a gun in my face.”

“He what?” Rose said, outraged. “A teenager did that? What is up with this place?”

“Just when we thought we were going to have normal lives,” Alfie chuckled, throwing a carrot in his mouth.

“He’s not that bad,” Kevin reassured, ignoring Sweet Pea’s scoff. “Sometimes when he thinks he’s doing the right thing he can get carried away. He was just really determined to find the man that shot his father and put an end to him.”

“I still don’t see how that leads to pointing a gun in Sweet Pea’s face,” Rose said with a raised eyebrow. Sweet Pea grinned at the undertone of anger in her voice, which also made Kevin and Josie shift uncomfortably.

“I told him to get the hell out of our side of the town and he didn’t like that,” Sweet Pea said with a smug grin as he watched Rose’s expression become adorably angry.

“Okay, we’re not excusing what he’s done,” Josie said sincerely. “We’re just saying that he’s not usually like that. He’s actually very sweet.”

“Hm,” Rose said, unimpressed. “I guess we shall see.”

Surprisingly Josie grinned. “I love your no nonsense attitude girl. It’s about time we had another strong, colored woman at this school.”

“What about me?” Toni asked, feigning insult. “I’m strong, and colored, and a woman.”

Josie laughed while Rose grinned. “That you are, girl. Soon we’ll have enough to start a club,” she laughed.

“SCWR; Strong Colored Woman of Riverdale. We’ll rule this place, just you wait,” Rose smiled. The girls all laughed while the boys shared wary looks.

“We’re in trouble if this one ever rules anything,” Alfie joked, motioning to his sister. Rose just smiled, not arguing.

“Same with this one,” Fangs said, nudging Toni.

“Josie as well,” Kevin laughed, and Josie stuck her tongue out.

Rose looked around as everyone joked and laughed together for the remainder of lunch. She hasn’t been surrounded by a bunch of kids her age like this for a long time, not since she was little. It felt good to feel normal again. To not have to isolate herself because she knew making friends would lead to nothing but sorrow. To be surrounded by people and laugh and have a good time with no worries of having to leave them behind one day. She felt happy.

Her eyes connected with those of a smiling Alfie, and she just knew he was thinking the same.

They were home.

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Ink Stained Mirror Chapter 2: Music room (3/5)

*- are for important breaks in the story such as a time skip

(numbers)- are for different days that it happened, like different dates.

Mary balanced the papers in one hand staring at the device in her other as if it would any minute get up and just start walking. Joey had given them the recording device, or ‘Audio log’ a few months ago, something about for a class on art and animation, also for future employees to see how close the staff was. She’d never seen a device like it but she supposed Joey had his ways of getting things.

They’d had them for a while and everyone had already had something to say, but Mary didn’t know what to say. It’s not that she didn’t have a lot to say exactly, she just didn’t know what to say: Most sounded pretty stupid at least to her. She was too giggly and nervous, she wanted to sound like she knew what she was doing not like a giggly idiot.

She sighed going into the music room to give Sammy some sheet paper from storage, pretty proud she managed to avoid getting ink all over it.

No Sammy in the music room, or in the recording booth, she figured he was in his office, and went to check, since it had a window all the way at the end of the hall she figured, she’d see him but didn’t. Curious she put the blank sheets down to avoid getting them blacked out due to the sometimes gushing pipe outside of Sammy’s office.

Looking into the blindspot from the end of the hall, still no Sammy.

She wondered where on earth that gent could be? Wally had said he was here.

Shrugging she went to retrieve the papers and recorder from the stand she’d set them on, as she did so she heard a sound from the music room, a metallic sound, trying to place the sound, it stopped just as suddenly as it had started.

Confused she went into the music hall, to see Sammy sitting in one of the chairs, he looked at her.

“Why do you look so confused?” She must have had quite the look on her face for him to not even greet her first

“Sammy, where’d you come from?”

“I’ve been in here.” Sammy said

Now Mary was even more confused, had he been hiding behind the piano as to not be disturbed?

Had he been in the projection room above? No…she would have seen him.

Her confused inner ramblings had been interrupted by Sammy

“Can I help you with something?” Mary could never read Sammy’s frowns but this one wasn’t one of his glaring ‘scram’ looks as she called it

“I heard you needed some sheet music, so I got you some.” Mary said a nervous smile forming on her lips

“All right.” He shrugged taking the papers from her “Thank you”

“Y-Your welcome” She moved her hair behind her ear nervously

He looked at her other hand “Why are you holding you’r audio log like that?” She’d been holding it with two of her fingers on the ‘holder’ thing, like a metal bucket.

“you’ll drop it if you continue to do that”

“oh” She held it more in her hands since she couldn’t afford to break the thing, she didn’t even know where Joey got it if she did!

Looking at it she couldn’t help but sigh again, at her earlier thinking.

Sammy was staring at her again “What’s with that look?”

“oh it’s nothing…I’m just thinking” She told him

“is there something wrong with the recording?” He asked

“No of course not…I just don’t know what to say for the recording.” She said honestly to him

“Can I see it?” He asked, confusing her for a second time in the span of ten minutes

“Um…sure” She handed it to him, much to her embarrassed dismay, he pressed rewind and play on one she’d done the first day she got the thing.

(static) (rustling)

“Hi…(giggle) I’m Mary. Mary McConnell…(Strained laughter)”

Sammy looked at her, she’d turned into a shade of red that matched her hair, he gave her an amused look, making her turn deeper red somehow, when the recording stopped laughing his attention was back on the static words

“I (pfft)…(Throat clearing) I believe I should start at the beginning that’s how all stories start after all (Nervous giggle), my younger sister…well twin sister, Minnie got me this job. I was really struggling with keeping jobs, I’m pretty clumsy… (snort from laughter, throat clearing) I didn’t expect to keep this job let alone Minnie to keep this job, but seeing so much fire and passion when I see her drawing and trying to get it done, I feel so proud and, I feel like I could do this too! “

(…)

“Oh this sounds so unprofessional!-“

(static of being turned off)

Sammy looked up at her again, she was incredibly red in the face, like every drop of her blood had decided to rest in her face instead of throughout.

“I think you should keep it up, it doesn’t sound unprofessional and has a lot of personality” He placed the recorder back in her hand

It took a minute to process, did-did Sammy just encourage her?

“Don’t you have to go back to drawing?” He interrupted her thoughts again, with a really good point

“Oh that’s right! I left Minnie to finish the scene!” Mary took off leaving Sammy to his sheet music, and to hold in a chuckle at the tape being so sincere it hurt.

Mary and Minnie had a fight

when they had fights they couldn’t be in the same room without a glaring contest.

This week it was about Minnie getting a gold tooth which Mary thought was a dumb idea when they should be saving money

They’d had fights at work before, it’d put the studio even more behind schedule combined with the ink spilling on everything, with two of their animators fighting.

So when stuff like this occurred she helped another co-worker, with literally anything else.

Wally with cleaning: She hated this one since Wally would start to laze around when she helped. It was annoying. She liked him but his laziness should not be a thing when everyone was working hard.

Norman with his projection: She liked it a great deal since Norman was a real swinger of a guy. Only when she snuck up on her is when she didn’t like the work, editing was one of her favorite things when working with him, he’d talk about his family and such. Sometimes he’d tell her suspicions of Joey doing something, but she thought Norman was being Paranoid, it was making her a bit paranoid actually.

Sammy and Jack: They were okay to work for, she mostly went and got blank sheet music, mostly Jack since Sammy kept giving her a glare. Jack reassuring it was no hard feelings Sammy just didn’t like distractions when working. Mary was sure he just didn’t like her. She didn’t do this job often.

Any other jobs she had no experience with and therefore not trusted with the job

Today she was working with Norman, she was nagging about Minnie

“I mean who does that? get a gold tooth in a drunken stupor at a time like this? I mean I told her not to do something like that!”

Norman just silently listened as she complained, it wasn’t any worse than what his wife complained about.

“and she’s just so irresponsible most of the time, I mean can’t for once she do as she’s told or be at least a little responsible for her actions!” Mary fumed

“Ya both young, ya can ‘fford to be stupid” Norman said looking at the film for any imperfections

“Yes! I know that! But in these trying times we have to be cautious but Minnie is anything but that!”

Norman wondered if his own daughter was going to be like this when she hit puberty

“M’ybe ya need to t’ke a step back, ‘nd just calm down doll”

“I can’t when I’m so livid at her!” She fumed “This isn’t the first time! The last time she was in a drunken stupor she gambled away her paycheck! She bets all this money for some big thing thinking she might be able to save us out of this depression when she can’t!”

“‘ave ya told Minnie about this?” Norman asked

“Yes! She’s does this time and time again still!” She huffed out frustrated

Norman pat her on the back to get her attention “‘ave ya been firm with her?”

“…I think so?”

Norman noticed when he was walking and kind sneaking around. his observations with the twins were, Minnie was irresponsible but so good at reading people.

Mary was more of a doormat, but was such a sweetheart.

It was disconcerting since it Joey seemed to target what he considered weakness, one of the things Norman observed that Joey considered a weakness was kindness.

It didn’t surprise Norman that Minnie didn’t want Mary alone in a room with Joey, it was sweet of Minnie but something else Norman noticed was that since Minnie protected Mary all the time, it made the woman completely blind to the danger she was in.

“Mary do ya know wh’t Joey is like?” He questioned

“Well I know he’s a flirty gentlemen that knows how to flatter a lady” Norman had to stop his from snapping at her and getting whiplash “I really hope he fixes all the problems that are going on…someday…so he’d unreliable…”

Mary’s hand rested on her chin as she looked to the side with melancholy, she was thinking about it but to Norman it was obvious she didn’t want to see the bad in him, but she could see it. She didn’t want to say it, in case he was around the corner and fire her.

Norman considers his next question “Do ya think he’s suspicious at ‘ll?”

Mary looked at him smelling another theory of his “Should he?”

Shaking his head “I mean who gets a’ ink m’chine that causes more h’rm than good? Who m’kes his employees work overtime for getting the thing?”

“I don’t ask, I just do my job” Mary huffed out

They were both silent for a good moment

“Hey!” Both of them jumped, looking down at Jack, the lyricist.

“Can one of you go the melodies from Sammy if he’s done?”

Both of them wrinkled their noses at the terrible smell coming off Jack

“I will” She said trying not to show how bad he smelled, and avoid the conversation with Norman further

Once she left, Norman sighed, he really hopped the woman would be ok.

Pro: Her and Minnie made up by the end of the day

Con: Mary didn’t know how to feel about Joey anymore, but she really didn’t want to be fired so she was to stay quiet and try to stay positive.

Mary could almost swear that Sammy didn’t like her or Minnie, he always had this frown when she saw him, it could also have to do with the fact that he was always covered in just as much ink as she did at the end of the day. Maybe even more since she could sometimes still see the color under the black, but Sammy looked like a big walking ink stain.

Maybe she could get him some new shirts for a holiday if she knew his measurements?

Shaking her head of the thoughts as she continued sowing in the break room, she had another job to do, sewing by commission, she and Minnie couldn’t live if Joey kept ‘forgetting’ to give them their paychecks.

But they had jobs at least.

When the door opened she didn’t look up, far too focused on sewing.

“May I join you?”

She looked up to see Jack, the lyricist. He didn’t have the funky smell so she didn’t realize tit would be him.

“It’s just so quiet in her for once”

“Sure I don’t mind the company” Mary nodded, she heard him sit down, and went back to sewing.

She was so in the zone she didn’t hear another person come in, that is until they started talking to her

“Mary!” She jumped at her name, she looked at Jack only to find Sammy with him

“I’ve been calling you for the past two minutes. You in your own wonderland or something?” Sammy sighed

“you…know my name?” She couldn’t quite get over that shocked since she’d never heard him call her

“Of course I know your name, I’m gonna have to work with you, only an idiot wouldn’t learn the names of their coworkers”

Mary had to resit the urge to think about how she didn’t remember her customers names well

“As I was asking” He interrupted her thoughts “How does it sound?”

Sammy played a song on his banjo

Mary thought of the music lingo she did know.

“Maybe change the tempo to make it sound happier more…high pitched?”

Sammy seemed to sorta understand “You know music?”

“Only a little I can play guitar decently…”

Sammy shrugged at the realization

“I change my hobbies often so…yeah…” She awkwardly stopped that thought

Jack was looking between the two surprised they were getting along a little, and it was interesting. So his next thoughts were

“Can you sing?” Jack got closer to Mary with his sheet music

“…uuuuh” Mary shrugged, putting her needles down “ I could give it a shot?”

Mary sung the lyrics softly and tried to seem like she knew what she was doing

“I take it singing isn’t one of your hobbies?” Jack joked making Mary huff pouting

“Well it’s nice enough” Sammy mumbled

“…thank you?” she said trying not to sound a little offended

“Then again this song isn’t really for you, so when we have a song for you we’ll practice.”

Mary raised an eyebrow at the statement, it later hit her during dinner that Sammy had invited her to play music with them.

Pro: She had a theory that Sammy didn’t hate her. She might have made some new friends!

Con: Maybe she was wrong and he did hate her but right now she could think of no con!

About 4 months since the girls had been hired, a lot of things had changed, even if their boss was still terrible, the building while also terrible had gotten bigger, but their relationships with the other employees had gotten better, Mary, Jack and Sammy had gotten pretty close with their jam sessions and even allowed her to play guitar when it was time to use it. Mary would give hugs and had planned to make clothes when it was a holiday, and Minnie while not as affectionate was a great conversationalist with the others.

A few months into the new year a young woman had been hired to do voices for the characters since according to Joey both the women were terrible with changing their voices, both grumbling that they weren’t that terrible…

“Hello, It’s nice to meet to capable…albeit it similar pretty women” Mary smiled shyly pushing her hair to the side, Minnie frowned at the flattery

Her name was Susie Campbell, Mary thought she was friendly enough when they interacted in the recording room but like with Joey, Minnie got a feeling from the woman, probably because she was with Joey far more than any person in Minnie’s opinion should be.

That however was all Minnie got from Susie, she overall seemed to be a happy person who had a certain passion for her work that Minnie admired, playing a ton of the background characters that Mary nor Minnie could do. Even gave them some tips on how to change their voices, and get better at it.

After two months there was a new character for Susie to voice over, Alice Angel.

Mary was happy for her new friend, Minnie secretly hopped that meant Mary Mirror would be on screen more often, Mary Mirror was basically an everyman, the one you gave the background jobs to, the one who would switch sides depending on the episode; that is what she’d created her for in a way, since Mary herself tended to reflect the people she was around or whatever hobby she was doing that day bringing out the best in others, it was kind of obnoxious how she couldn’t stick to one hobby but it was also what made Mary herself. Even though it was how Minnie had written her she still wanted Mary more on the screen.

She wondered, if Joey ever felt like this since he created the characters, the idea made her skin crawl with disgust that they were in any single way alike.

Mary and Minnie had also watched what they hopped was a romance since they had once up in the projectionist room seen something amazing:

Both women had squinted to see if they weren’t seeing things

Sammy was…smiling?

When they saw that, they both broke out into smiles that took up the majority of their faces

There was no way they were going to let this slip through the cracks

“I’m going to tell him” Minnie smirked like a dork

“Don’t you dare!” Mary slapped her sisters shoulder

Mary wasn’t per say overshadowed but she still kinda took a backseat to Alice especially in the recording room since it seemed Alice too priority, which did annoy Minnie when drawing the scenes, especially when Susie started to sound like she thought Alice was better than Mary when she hadn’t even been on screen for very long! She wasn’t even done with her voiced lines yet!

“I think you’re overreacting…” Mary said after a few hours of complaining at home

“No I’m not!”

“She’s just happy to have a toon she connects to” Mary tried to calm her down

“That’t not an excuse to be rude! Yes Alice could be big like Sammy said, but so can you!”

Mary beamed shyly flattered at Minnie

“And if she’d rude and goes to interviews she’ll most likely ruin Alice before she’s even on the screen”

Mary decided for now this was a probable lost cause with her argument, so she just went to bed, leaving Minnie to fume

Minnie hopped that Susie got her comeuppance for being such a prick.

Minnie was walking down the hall trying to find another route to keep the papers clean

Rounding the corner, she suddenly heard muffled talking, which was strange since no one was around here, and rarely came this way, she saw a door starting to open and hid behind the corner.

She saw Susie adjusting her buttons, with Joey coming out behind her, Minnie suddenly hated Joey a lot more than before, but thinking about Mary and how much they both needed these jobs stopped her from running to slap his stupid head off.

Minnie couldn’t even speak to Susie, she was pretty sure she’d blurt out something that would get them both fired, but now every time Joey got close to Mary, she’d get in-between them.

There would be no more of Joey flirting with Mary, telling her she was pretty as a flower or that Mary and Mary Mirror would be going places, if he thought he could get away with it, he was dead wrong.

Mary might get mad at her for being rude, but she’d rather be seen as rude than Joey doing the same thing to Susie to Mary.

He could go screw himself!

“You know you shouldn’t trust him” Minnie said when she got Susie alone once

Susie looked offended “What are you scared that I’ll be better than your stupid little mirror”

Minnie would let that one slide, she’d let a lot of things slide right now

“No. I’m scared for you, you’ve lost weight, you’re a shade paler than before, and I get the feeling Joey has something to do with this!”

“Joey is going to make me a star!”

“Who cares!? You were happy when people liked Alice! What happened to that! Now you just want to be some star that no one will know who you are!”

“That’s not true! No one will know who you are since you’re just a pathetic little animator! With just as pathetic of a character!”

Okay that hurt, Minnie’s frowned, trying very hard not to get angry and just punch Susie in the face, it’d certainly make her feel better, she didn’t understand; Susie was passionate about her work and was a good person at first, was being with Joey making her like this? Or was she becoming blind to how people were?

“I hope you get your comeuppance soon.” Minnie grrr-ed out, leaving without punching Susie in the face

“Minnie? What’s wrong?” Mary asked her crying sister as she hugged the taller woman

“Everyone I’d like you to meet you’re new co-worker, Alison Pendle”

Okay maybe not that kind of comeuppance, when Minnie wanted her to get it. There was an air of awkwardness, as Mary sat with her new co-star Allison Pendle, she was trying to great the other woman and be polite but the red heads felt too awkward to interact or bring up the incident in front of Susie who they hadn’t seen for a while, then again whenever they did see her she glared at them like they were an enemy to her.

Minnie just growled back, pulled her sister to the other side of the road so they can get to work.

“Did I do something to make you not like me?” Allison asked Mary as she was about to exit the recording room, so Allison could voice Alice

Mary looked at Allison, she considers it, Susie had been a real jerk before she left, but everyone agreed, Susie hadn’t deserved that, so to try to make friends with the new VA seemed like a real betrayal to but since no one had seen Susie for a few days she guessed she should at least talk to the woman.

“No, Ma’am you didn’t it’s just that…” Mary looked to the side, thinking

Allison looked curiously at Mary, her lips quirked up into a reassuring small smile.

“Don’t worry about it, we’ll talk about it when I get done with the script. Deal?”

Mary considered Allison’s words, if she was going to be Mary’s co-star now, then Mary might as well get along with her.

“Okay” Mary mumbled bashfully

Putting a new spring in Allison’s step when they exchanged goodbye’s

The literal moment that Mary sat down to do some work is when Allison showed up:

“Hello”

Mary looked behind her to see who it was, Allison stood in the door way leaning against the frame, Mary couldn’t help but think about Minnie doing that

“Hello Allison” Mary gave a small shy smile to the woman, pushing her hair behind her ear

Allison raised her eyebrow, she’d noticed that everyone used her first name despite being new

“Why are you using my first name? Isn’t that a little rude?” She asked

“oh, my apologizes, it’s a habit Joey has encouraged in all the employees to make us closer, he’ll encourage you as well. Its honesty a nice idea since I feel closer to everyone” She babbled slightly since she was nervous, twiddling her thumbs more vigorously

“Oh that’s why” Allison crossed her arms thinking

There was a moment of silence that made Mary look back and forth awkwardly

“Did you need something?” She blurted

Allison shrugged “I just wanted to get to know my co-star a little better, and wonder why everyone’s giving me strange looks, and you seemed like the one least likely to snap at me”

“oh I um see” Mary put her hands in her lap

“So why is there so much tension?” Allison stood a little closer to Mary

Mary scratched her cheek and decided it was better she knew

“Well the previous star, Susie had voiced a few episodes and everyone was pretty used to her, but you came in like…really suddenly Joey had literally told no one until you came in a few weeks ago”

When Mary had said that, Allison’s face instantly understood but then she frowned deeply

“Wait you said she voiced a few episodes?”

“At least three but she’d been here for three months”

“Why would he change the voice actor so suddenly?”

“I don’t know, maybe he didn’t like how Susie sounded and didn’t want to tell her”

Allison wondered if Mary wasn’t the brightest bulb here

“And-“ Mary began getting Allison’s attention “I didn’t really ask since I really want to keep this job” Mary twiddled her thumbs again looking to the side sadly

Allison shook her head, she looked at what Mary had been working on earlier in the day, looking for anything to really get off the subject

“Is this Miss Mirror?” Allison points to the page, of Mary Mirror putting a hat on a stand and putting on a bartender uniform.

“Oh yes! I was just about to get back to the animation”

“She’s cute” Allison commented looking back at the actual person then held in her laughter that Mary was wearing the same clothes today

“What’s so funny?” Mary asked curiously

“Nothing” Allison chuckled “Are her and Alice friends?”

“It depends on the episode” Mary said concentrating on where her next line should go next

“Can I make some suggestions for the next episode?”

It took Mary a moment to let the question sink in “Of course!”

Minnie came in later to see Allison chatting with Mary as she drew, they noticed the semi-stunned sister

“Minnie! Allison’s been giving me tons of ideas for the next few episodes! Can we do them!?”

Minnie blinked at the quick sketch of Alice and Mary in matching black dresses

“I figured the only other female character could share the spotlight for a bit.”

Minnie decided she liked Allison

Pro: Mary had a new friend and she was so cool!

Con: She had no idea what happened to susie… She really hoped the woman was ok

Mary, Jack and Sammy were having their Jam session for the next cartoon, Allison was watching entertained, sometimes humming the tune. Minnie was at the door thinking of a good idea that Joey wouldn’t agree with but she was thinking about it. Kind of memorizing the positions

She wasn’t interested in the tune, Minnie noticed.

Minnie saw that Allison was focusing on Sammy, she knew that look on Allison’s face a little too well, another layer of awkwardness was now forming at the fact Susie was no longer there, but Minnie shrugged it off since as Mary said ‘sammy deserves someone great!’ and if Allison was that, great, but now Minnie wanted to go buy some shot gun ammo if Susie thought they’d set them up. Which they weren’t, just silently watching and cheering for them

They’d gotten a few cartoons done now, but Joey hadn’t released any of the ones with Mary as a Main character, so Mary Mirror still was just in the background. And the ones with her as a front character also was getting overshadowed.

Minnie had to pay Norman just to watch her own cartoons, with her own character. Mary would watch too but she kept reassuring the younger twin that Mary Mirror would someday see the light of day as they watched the butcher gang carry Mary and Alice to their secret hideout.

Minnie hopped so, truly but she hates Joey and she gets the feeling he hates her guts.

Letting out a huff, she didn’t realize the music had stopped when it did.

“You’re all really good” Allison clapped

Sammy let’s out a huff like ‘of course’, Mary just put her hair behind her ear, Jack smiled.

Minnie couldn’t help but smile at the group, they were really adorable, and hard working. She wanted with every bone in her body to show how hard working everyone in the building was, and to her it was to get one of the cartoons featuring all the characters out. If joey was going to screw her over, he shouldn’t be allowed to screw over his own company!

Minnie suddenly had an even better idea, she runs off, before she could leave to go home with Mary.

Mary waited with Allison outside, since the other woman didn’t think Mary should be alone outside, especially with it snowing.

Finally Minnie came out looking really shell shocked

“Minnie? Minnie?” Mary waved in front of her face

“Is she ok?” Allison asked Mary

“I don’t know” Mary was concerned

Mary convinced Allison to help her carry Minnie back home

When they got Minnie home, she just silently got dressed for bed and just laid on her bed, that is until she woke up Mary in the middle of the night.

“I got Joey to agree to air Mary Mirror!”

“That’s great Minnie, but can’t you save it until morning?”

Only privately and for tickets, but Minnie persuaded him to let her air it at the one place Minnie knew it would at least be appreciated.

“The Purple Pig?” Mary said with this very obvious annoyance, she was very angry

“That speak easy that you not only got persuaded to get a gold tooth but almost. Gambled. Your savings away”

Minnie would let Mary be angry for now, since she did have reason to be.

“It’s not like that this time, I’m not going drinking or a winning streak, I’m going there to really do something…good…for the studio” Minnie didn’t like how that sounded but it was the only way she could think of to convince her

“That sounds like you convinced Joey to let you go drinking and gambling”

“No Mary, I mean it. I’ll even invite your friends!”

Mary looked over at the door not knowing how anyone would take a speak-easy, hell it makes her nervous that Joey knows Minnie is like this

“Not your work friends” Minnie said. “Your old friends, I want them to see Mary Mirror and all the other characters”

“Alice, Bendy and Boris” Mary scolded slightly.

“I know their names” Minnie huffs “The point is, we’re going to create buzz so that Joey will let Mary Mirror on screen more often.”

“Won’t it just be promoting the cartoons in general?” Mary pointed out

Minnie huffed out like she was frustrated “Can we go do that or not? Cause last I checked I’m a grown woman and you’re not my mother.”

Mary let out her own huff, she too was frustrated “Only if I see no drink in your hand and no money.”

“Fine, Fine. I’ll give you my wallet and my word. Deal?”

Mary didn’t know if Minnie’s ‘word’ was worth much but her wallet was a start.

“Yeah, Deal” The sister shook on it.

How they got Norman to lend them a projection was beyond them. But he gave them the warning like two children “You bust my projector. I’ll bust both of your asses!”

Which was honestly fair enough, they broke the equipment they could never afford to replace it, which was why Minnie was in charge of it, with Mary’s butterfingers they were almost guaranteeing they’d owe some money.

“So what’s the password this time?” Mary asked

“I’ll tell him the password” Minnie told her, arms empty for once today she’d gotten there earlier with Norman since he didn’t trust her with his equipment, which again was fair. He however now knew, that one of the girls, most likely Minnie knew the owner of said speak easy

Said woman who he suspected didn’t seem to care.

As they walked down the slightly damp street it almost getting dark, they spotted one of Mary’s friends.

“Larry!” Mary called to the bigger man, running over to him, he opened his arms for the incoming hug that he saw coming, he spun her around as best he could, she was a good head taller than him.

“Mary! It’s wonderful to see ya darlin’!” She giggled at him “It’s wonderful to see you too!” she said

Minnie caught up to her running sister

“And wonderful to see you as well” He gave Minnie a hug too, making it a group hug

“Larry, you’re crushing me!” Minnie joked, making fake coughing sounds. He released both of them, laughing “I apologize! I suppose I don’t know my own strength!” He flexed jokingly making both the women stifle their laughter

“Did you wait out here?” Mary asked

“Well, Yes I wanted to be sure you both made it” Larry scratched his head

“we’re both here, let’s just go inside.” Minnie walked past them, and up to the door giving a secret knock

Larry and Mary came up behind her just as the peep hole slid open

“Password.”

“Swine fly.” Minnie said, the two looked at each other, raising an eyebrow at such a strange password

The man on the other side closed the peep hole and opened the door, Mary recognized the guy from last time she had to drag Minnie home.

He stared at them as they passed, he tipped her hat and he nodded at her

“Where my hoodlums at!”

Most of the people cheered and called Minnie’s name, Mary couldn’t help but wonder if she was hanging out at this place too much, not that these guys weren’t bad influences, some where actually sweethearts but in a place like this it made Mary slap her face

Mary spotted her friends, she waved at them, which they returned. Larry and her joined them

Mary pulled both of them in a hug since they were both small enough for her to do that

“Scarlett! Gary! It’s so wonderful to see you both!”

Gary sourly grumbled, Scarlett pat Mary’s arm

She let them both go “How’s the baby?” Mary asked Scarlett

“Rose’s all good girlo, I love her, but mommy needs a night out by herself. Also I figured her and Daddy needed a bonding night” Scarlett chuckled

Gary cut their conversation short “So you’ve been hold up in some studio with your sister, doing who knows what in a stained dress, and looking a shade paler than usual, to be blunt; hope your cartoons are good”

Scarlett slapped him on the back of the head for his bluntness, he was going to make Mary cry! She could already see the tears prick at the mention of ‘ink stained dress’

“What this tackless baboon is trying to say is we’re worried, we hardly hear from you in days and when it’s about your job, the stuff we do hear makes the place sound like a health hazard, I know the job market and money is bad right now, but I-“

Larry and Gary coughed

“-we. Don’t want you to go into a far too early grave” Scarlett finished

“And genuinely hope you’re doing a good job” she added

Mary twiddled her thumbs “Well sometimes they’re good, but with the rushed deadlines and the ink always making us redo it, we try our best but sometimes they do end up crummy”

Gary let out a huff looking sympathetic “ah terrible bosses, can’t work with them” He pat her back, he too had to deal with a awful boss, he was thankful that he wasn’t on the level with Mary and Minnie had to deal with “Maybe you could sue him later”

Mary flicked Gary’s hand making him mumble “ow”

“Don’t even joke you jerk” She giggled putting her fingers around a few of his own

They all gave each other smiles

“All right hoodlums! I hope you’re ready for these cartoons! Me and My sister worked on these so we hope you like them!”

Minnie jumped out from in front of the projector and gramophone, as a friend who had a little knowledge on the projector played play, as Minnie joined Mary and her friends, Salty joined them as well.

“We got this” Minnie pushed Mary with her knuckles making her giggle

Everyones attention went to the cheerful music and Bendy’s face coming up, now only time could tell

It had been a pretty good turnout, despite the animation having some of the ‘crummy’ ones in it, everyone laughed when they were supposed to, cheer when they were supposed to, and laughed when they noticed a very adult joke in one of them.

When the cartoon would end for an intermission, Mary and Minnie would get pats on the backs for their good work, since they did know most everyone here save for a few.

Before they both knew it, the cartoons were over. The twins gave each other a smile at the successful night.

Mary’d even been talked to by a few beautiful people, once a man and woman back to back.

“D-did it just get hotter in here?” She asked Minnie who was laughing at Mary waving her face and pulling her collar to let the heat out

It was a great night, that they couldn’t wait to tell about the next day, even if Joey didn’t agree to air them again for a while

#Ink stained Mirror #batim #batim fanfic #chapter 2 #//I make no claim to the characters or overall setting save for Mary and Minnie #(3/5)#Music room #norman polk #allison pendle #Mary and Minnie McConnel #Minnie and Mary #oc #Bendy and the Ink Machine

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WHOLE30 Day 0: Elevator Pitch

Hello! As many of you know (or no-one knows considering I don’t use this and nobody follows me) I have had a constant struggle with my weight for years. Almost 10 years, which is sad since I’m not even 30 (next month yo). I’ve discovered that I’m really good at losing weight, but I’m even better at gaining it. What I’m not good at is keeping it consistent. I guess that’s too boring for me. With my lifestyle and insane career it’s been really hard for me to find a diet/fad/trend/program that actually works for me. So I’m going to try something different and really learn about my body, habits, behaviors, and take the time to listen to them and train them to better fit my needs. Enter WHOLE30.

To fill you in, I work in the film industry. So I live in LA, but I have no clue what country I’m going to be in next month for my 30th birthday. (Yes I really do turn 30 next month.) I spent the past 4 months in Vancouver, Canada with a 3 day warning to prep and pack. I’m up for a job in Germany that could have me whisked away in a day or fall through and I stay put. There’s South Africa or potentially Vancouver on the horizon, without a start date or any solid proposal. Some of you may think, “whoa that’s so cool! Your life is so exciting!” or others could think, “shit your family and friends must hate you, never being able to plan for the future, coming home only to rip their hearts out again in a month.” Well both of those thoughts are correct. My life is really exciting and my friends do hate me (love you Ben, I promise). This is what we call gains and sacrifices. I am willing to make certain sacrifices in order to gain movement for me, myself and my career.

Some may think I’m selfish, lonely, smart, dumb, adventurous, disconnected, brave, stupid, ambitious, in over my head, grounded. Again, you are all correct. I am selfish. I’m thinking of myself only, making decisions that leaves others with no say. I am lonely. I don’t have that biffle I talk to on a daily basis about everything I ate, all the cute guys who smiled at me, all the stupid shit my boss made me do. I don’t have a boyfriend. And if I’m being completely honest, telling people, “it’s so I don’t have to worry about them when making these decisions to accept a job” is only an easy excuse to hide behind. It’s passable because there is some truth to it. But in reality, I’m scared. I’m scared to have to share my life. I’m scared to include another person’s feelings in my every day comings and goings. And mostly I’m scared to take my clothes off in front of myself let alone someone else. I hate showering, I avoid the mirror at all costs, and when someone hugs me I hold my breath until it’s over, because the only thing I can feel in that hug is their hands on the indent in my back that my bra makes. You want to see a photo of me? Haaaa get me liquored up first. Take me dancing? Pfft get me liquored up first. I’d rather sit alone in a corner all day than have a pool or beach day with friends. Unless you get me liquored up first...obviously.

I wear long pants to bed because I can’t be bothered to shave my legs, let alone anything else. Not because I’m lazy, but because what’s the point? Why the hell would I take time in a shower (a place I already hate) to “beautify” myself? I’ve always held onto the excuse that, “this is not me, this is not who I am, and one day I’ll be that woman I know I am and get a sexy boyfriend, wear beautiful clothes, feel great in my skin, heck even shave my whoo-ha and throw on a bathing suit! But until then, I’m not me. I’m not this person.” Well guess what ladies and gents...I am me. I am this person. And the sooner I accept it, the sooner I can take control of it and actually feel like the woman I pretend to the world I am. The other week my sister told me she wished I could see myself the way everybody else sees me. I know, I know...after all this you’re probably like, “why would anybody look at you, an ugly fat monster with hairy legs, in any positive light?” I’m here to remind you that everything I’ve stated about myself is how I FEEL, not how I look. I never said I was fat and ugly, that’s just what you gathered based on my FEELINGS. So if you gathered that, why would I think I look any different? I don’t know how I look because I avoid mirrors and disconnect with myself in the shower, I get drunk if I need to deal with anything about my body, and I completely deny my brain to accept (let alone know) the body I am wearing. Because if I feel this way, I must look this way too, but I’m not ready for acceptance because what if I’m right? It’s not like my feelings are giving me hope that I’m wrong.

So...here’s how I look to every one else. Not to toot my own horn, but I am pretty successful in what I do. What is it that I do, you ask? Well. Everything. It’s easiest to say I’m an assistant. I assist actors, directors, producers, productions....I am confident in my career and I don’t worry about work. As a freelancer you always wonder what the next gig is, hope you get one last one before the holidays, hope the one you get pays enough to cover your bills the past few months you didn’t have a gig. But I can say that I am fine. I have put in the hours, elbow grease, shit cleaning, free housing, disrespectful pay, for enough people and all with a smile, amazing work ethic, and perfect attitude to solidify and network my name. I am the set sunshine. I am tweedle dee and tweedle dum. I am intelligent in my field, a fast learner and more than observant. And I am damn good at what I do. I make it my job to have everyone on set love me, because my job is communicating. As a young female (people think my 21st b-day is next month...) respect is hard to gain. If I'm seen smiling at some guy, guess what, we’re probably banging every Wednesday night according to the crew. So I say fuck it and smile at everybody. I can’t be banging everybody on Wednesday night so people just think I bang no one, which is in fact what I do. Bang no one on Wednesday night. Or any other night really.

But man, I create a special relationship with every single person I come across. And it has taken me years of hard work and learning to understand how to do that. I have yet to meet someone else who can do what I do. And I don't mean that in a way to brag, I honestly wish I knew someone else who can do what I do, because I turn down a lot of work and can’t give a solid replacement. It’s a tall order I’ve created, and as you’ve gotten a glimpse, I’ve made a lot of sacrifices and trials/errors to perfect my order. It’s my job security. It’s why I feel good. When I’m at work, I am a beautiful warrior, I do shine, and my confidence is never lacking. That is how my sister wishes I see myself all the time. However, none of that has to do with my inner feelings of monstrosity. It has to do with my work ethic and not my thoughts on a pat on the back (yup I’m talking about the feelings of someones hand on that fat roll...thank you bra). When you LOVE what you do, and get high just off learning a new terminology for the last shot of the day (martini aka window shot if you're in Canada) you don’t care what your mirror reflection looks like, because you’re wearing a different skin. And that skin is what people see. And that skin is beautiful and confident and smart and impressive. But that skin cannot go home with you. You have to take it off at the end of your 16 hour shift (a short day, I know). And you have to feel your real skin. The one you can never take off. The one people can't see or feel. The one that makes buying jeans so tortuous you wear the same pair for weeks because the fabric just doesn’t FEEL right and you use all your strength not to cry in the fucking store.

I live in a hut (aka the cabana, aka a yurt), sleep on a pull out couch, and have to walk across a pool deck (I know...spoiled) to go to the bathroom for only $300/mo. Sweet right? I can leave whenever I want to! Even with my pod payments I can afford to leave that place for months and not need a subleaser. In reality that’s exactly what I need in order to do what I’m doing now. But in dreamland...I just want a fucking kitchen. I want a room to put my treadmill in. I want a different space for my tv other than my bedroom. I want to put all my knick knacks and artwork up. I want all my belongings in one place and not 3 different states and 2 different countries. I want to not sleep on a couch. I want a table to sit at and eat properly. But I can’t have that and do what I do, conveniently. And I feel this is my biggest problem in the weight struggle. But I can’t change it. So what else can I change? Enter WHOLE30...again! They have this day by day book to help you through each day, and right now I’m in prep. One of the things is to create an “elevator pitch” which I guess changes throughout the month. All this mumbo jumbo I just puked up is to help you understand my day 0 elevator pitch. So here it is:

The WHOLE30 is a way to help me take control of something I have no control over. With my insane lifestyle, I need to find a balance, not a “diet”. I need to create boundaries, great habits, and continue following my dream. I’m tired of yo-yo-ing, I’m tired of being uncomfortable in my own skin. I’m ready to figure out what sacrifices I need to make to be the woman I know I am.

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New top story from Time: The 10 Best Songs of 2019

2019 was a year of upheaval in the pop music world, with new voices rising to the fore through unexpected pathways. Lizzo’s career was jolted forward by a Netflix trailer; Lil Nas X rode TikTok and Twitter to the top of the charts. Stars emerged out of Brooklyn (Pop Smoke), Spain (Rosalía) and Nigeria (Burna Boy), expertly wielding social media and huge streaming numbers to captivate audiences across the world.

And as new voices claimed the spotlight, some of pop’s biggest names, from Charli XCX to Dua Lipa, continued to put out irresistible, vital earworms, as well. Here are TIME’s best songs of 2019.

10. “Crowded Table,” The Highwomen

The fact that The Highwomen even exists is impressive. The new supergroup brings together four of country music’s most prolific women: Maren Morris, a country-pop star with powerful vocals and mainstream hits like “The Middle”; Brandi Carlile, the Grammy-recognized folk artist whose work is marked by wry brilliance; Amanda Shires, a notable fiddler and country mainstay; and Natalie Hemby, the heavy-hitting songwriter who’s been the secret weapon for artists like Kacey Musgraves, Miranda Lambert and Lady Gaga on A Star Is Born. That all four found the time to make an album together speaks to their commitment to claiming space for women’s voices in a historically patriarchal industry. And that their music—as exemplified by the beautiful ballad “Crowded Table”—weaves in political statements only adds a layer of richness. “I want a house with a crowded table,” they insist, “and a place by the fire for everyone / Let us take on the world while we’re young and able, and bring us back together when the day is done.” The line works as a mission statement for these four distinct artists: make great music and complicate our definitions of womanhood, motherhood and femininity in the process. They make that statement over an unabashedly pretty melody, going in and out of duets and harmonies with seamless, generous sweetness. (Bruner)

9. “Simmer,” Mahalia ft. Burna Boy

Ever since going viral for a Colors Studios performance in 2017, the British singer Mahalia has enjoyed a steady rise, scoring hits including “I Wish I Missed My Ex” and the Ella Mai-assisted “What You Did.” On “Simmer,” she repurposes the burbling bassline of the 1997 dancehall classic “Who Am I” by Beenie Man, using it to anchor a love story in which a relationship verges on boiling over. A sultry and irrepressible appearance from the Nigerian singer Burna Boy, one of the year’s breakout stars, turns the song from a B-side into a global summer anthem. (Chow)

8. “So Hot You’re Hurting My Feelings,” Caroline Polachek

Caroline Polachek has long worked on the fringes of the mainstream pop world: she fronted the indie pop band Chairlift for a decade and racked up songwriting credits for Beyoncé, Solange, Charli XCX and Travis Scott. But she takes center stage on this year’s Pang, her major label debut album with Sony. The best of the bunch is “So Hot You’re Hurting My Feelings,” a cheekily named song propelled by handclaps and strutting muted guitars. But while the song sounds readymade for a night out, it drips with lovesick anxiety: “I cry on the dancefloor, it’s so embarrassing,” Polachek confesses. The music video—in which she skips and spins in cowboy boots across a barren, hellish landscape—perfectly reflects the song’s paradoxically carefree potency. (Chow)

7. “Too Much,” Carly Rae Jepsen

Carly Rae Jepsen has built a cult following on the power of her brand of pure, heart-on-your-sleeve pop. (Her widely-praised third album was even nakedly called Emotion.) “Too Much” synthesizes everything that makes the Canadian artist, best known for her 2012 earworm “Call Me Maybe,” beloved. It’s got relatable, on-the-nose lyrics; a commitment to catchy, sweet melodies; all sung with Jepsen’s intimately breathy vocals. Most of all, “Too Much” feels intensely honest. “When I feel it, then I feel it too much / I’ll do anything to get the rush,” she sings, then turns it around: “Is this too much?” Her ability to swing from wild joy to insecurity—all over a shimmering dance tune that’s as infectious as anything she’s produced—is a triumph. (Bruner)

6. “Crime Pays,” Freddie Gibbs & Madlib

Bandana, the widely acclaimed album from rapper Freddie Gibbs and producer Madlib, was forged in trying circumstances: Gibbs says he wrote most of the record in an Austrian jail while awaiting his eventual acquittal from sexual assault charges. Given this initial disconnect between the pair, it’s astonishing how perfectly Gibbs’ gravelly rhymes coalesce with Madlib’s sun-bleached soul production. “Crime Pays,” in particular, perfectly toes the line between their aesthetic sensibilities: Madlib unearths a pristine sample from jazz fusion artist Walt Barr that conjures both nostalgia and unlimited possibility, while Gibbs confronts the darker realities of chasing the American dream: “Diamonds in my chain, yeah, I slang but I’m still a slave / Twisted in the system, just a number listed on the page.” (Chow)

5. “Don’t Start Now,” Dua Lipa

On her 2017 debut album, Britain’s Dua Lipa established herself as a honey-voiced rising star of mainstream pop. On “Don’t Start Now,” the debut single off her sophomore project, she proves she has something to add to the conversation. And that something is a propulsive, infectious disco sensibility. Made with juicy synths, bubbly percussion and bouncy vocal twists, it’s a tune that celebrates independence and promises joy in the process. Lipa made her name on the cheeky breakup empowerment hit “New Rules”; “Don’t Start Now” follows in that breezy, forward-thinking tradition. “Though it took some time to survive you,” she sings, “I’m better on the other side.” It’s the sound of a new pop era. (Bruner)

4. “Juice,” Lizzo

Lizzo’s “Juice” is a funk-soul self-love dance anthem built to inspire confidence. That’s no fluke; her long-gestating career as a singer, songwriter and flutist has taken off this year thanks to her commitment to the goal of making listeners find assurance in her feel-good, fun-loving lyrics and danceable beats. She kicks things off by turning a fairy tale trope into an affirmation: “Mirror, mirror on the wall, don’t say it, ’cause I know I’m cute,” and ends the song with a bold giggle. With a retro-sounding melody that resonates across generational tastes, the song has already become a dancefloor mainstay. “Juice” sounds like it was perfected in a test kitchen, equal parts joy, cheeky lyricism and timeless appeal. (Bruner)

3. “Welcome to the Party,” Pop Smoke

While mainstream rap is still dominated by trap—the crawling subgenre from Atlanta—artists have also been looking north and taking elements from drill, Chicago’s much faster and frenetic style. “Welcome to the Party,” which was inescapable in Brooklyn this summer and fall, manically races forward, with the 20-year-old rapper’s syllables spilling out in terrifying, clipped bursts. Pop Smoke growls both his threats and boasts in unruly, unpredictable clusters—but even more jarring is producer 808Melo’s bassline, which seems to bubble out of the deepest recesses of the American psyche. (Chow)

2. “Con Altura,” Rosalía x J Balvin

“Con Altura” is a record-breaking collaboration between two Spanish-speaking artists with distinct backgrounds but powerful influences: Spain��s Rosalía is making a name for herself with flamenco-inflected alt-pop on works like her Grammy-nominated, poetically inspired second album El Mal Querer, while J Balvin reigns as one of Latin America’s reggaeton kings and one of the most popular artists on the planet, thanks to his international chart-toppers like “Mi Gente” and “I Like It.” Together on “Con Altura,” they found a sweet spot that mixes a number of musical traditions, from dembow to hip-hop to reggaeton, while still flexing their individual powers. Over spare, specific percussion, Rosalía’s voice rings out with lilting, sing-song precision; Balvin provides a balancing, stable counterpoint. The combination is potent and haunting, hinting at the diversity of Latin music and the creative future it is inevitably heading toward. (Bruner)

1. “Old Town Road,” Lil Nas X

“Old Town Road” contains many opposing truths. It’s both underdog and behemoth; eye-rollingly trivial and slyly progressive; radio-ready hit and oddball meme. This summer, it was both a distraction and the thing you couldn’t escape.

And it was this shapeshifting ability that made “Old Town Road” the ideal cultural artifact for 2019, in its endlessly iterative and argumentative nature. Whether people went online to criticize it, dance to it or remix it, everyone interacted with it some way, continuously pouring fuel as it set record after record.

And as Lil Nas X added to the fire by releasing a stream of remixes, the song became less a single record and more a fluid canvas for transgression. Each new version ruptured a new boundary or norm—whether it was Billy Ray Cyrus singing about his Maserati or BTS member RM delivering bilingual wordplay. Once scorned as outsider—both to Nashville and the music industry at large—Lil Nas himself became the gatekeeper, and then opened the door as wide as possible for everyone else. (Chow)

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A Woman’s Advantage

The key to success for females on OkCup >

In the event that you’ve ever dated anybody, you know that dating inherently (er, preferably) involves individuals with a shared curiosity about one another. But to have things started, some one needs to result in the very first move. When you look at the real globe, perhaps this means a wink that is subtle. Or presenting one other with an elaborately carved spoon. In online dating sites, it is exactly about loves, swipes, and delivering the very first message.

Typically, males make the effort. At minimum that is what we could discern from many examples of love in Western tradition. On OkCupid nevertheless, gents and ladies display comparable behavior whenever it comes to liking, searching and having conversations. The playing field can also be pretty also: you can find 1.5 males for virtually any girl on the website. These women can be modern too, with 43 % of females preferring to separate the check (in comparison to 17 % of males).

Yet there clearly was one important means in which females are not able to use the lead. The majority of women — regardless of sexual orientation — try not to deliver the very first message, with straight woman 3.5x less likely to want to when compared with right males.

Therefore we asked ourselves: why are ladies — in particular, right ladies — less likely to want to spark a discussion?

You’ve got a huge amount of mail

In the beginning, we believed that females could be much more passive since they get yourself a complete large amount of attention. If you’re a female whom dates online, you’ve most likely sifted through plenty of communications. Some are genuine. Other people are direct recommendations to penises. Seldom perform some two collide:

So just how does the total amount of messages gotten affect women? Would it be that ladies with fuller inboxes don’t feel the necessity to deliver communications, and people whom don’t get messages that are many more?

Shockingly, no. The amount of communications gotten does not influence just just just how messages that are many distribute. Even in the event a female receives zero, 10 or 20 communications, she’s not very likely to deliver more. On the other hand, males initiate no real matter what, additionally the more communications they get, the greater amount of they deliver.

No age limitation

As soon as we viewed age, we thought we may see some styles around just how females behave — do older women act more assertively because they’re well informed? Will they be prone to touch base because they’re more specific about what they need?

Works out age doesn’t actually matter, either. Broadly speaking: young or old, your outboxes are empty. Guys, nevertheless, message most involving the many years of 20 to 40.

Hey, ur hot!

Let’s be clear: on OkCupid, your attractiveness ranking isn’t more or less looks — you will need great photos and a profile that is interesting get more loves and raise your standing. Exactly exactly What like they don’t need to reach out first if we proposed that women who rank more attractively feel? Possibly they’re utilized to attention that is getting so they really prefer to wait to be courted.

Regardless of how appealing a female seems, we come across comparable messaging behavior. For males, those people who are most appealing deliver the absolute most communications, with all the top 40% reaching out the essential. Maybe they enjoy basking when you look at the glory of being among the elitely appealing.

Only at that true point, we’re perplexed. Ladies rarely touch base, no matter their circumstances. Yet carrying this out research unlocked a secret — the OkCupid ecosystem actually places ladies at an advantage that is huge.

The facts about messaging

Whenever we seemed particularly at giving the initial message, we discovered one striking practice: everyone’s a reacher, meaning individuals have a tendency to get in touch with someone more appealing than they’ve been. To place a quantity about it, men are reaching off to ladies 17 percentile points more appealing, and females contact guys who will be 10 points that are percentile appealing. This means if a lady does absolutely nothing, her inbox is supposed to be full of less attractive guys.

A adjustment that is simple

If a lady delivers the very https://mail-order-bride.net/russian-brides first message, every thing alterations in her benefit.

That’s because guys have a tendency to react, a great deal. In reality, women are 2.5x very likely to get an answer than males when they initiate. You more likely to get more responses in general, but you’ll be having conversations with more attractive guys if you’re a woman who sends the first message, not only are.

Aim for the moon

Nearly all women on OkCup >less attractive? than you. However if you deliver the very first hey, the person is mostly about 7 percentile points ? more attractive? than you. Therefore you could elevate your game by about 12 percent points just by sending the first message if you typically wait to be approached.

Those giving the very first message are already getting worthwhile results. If all females sent more communications, would they have more responses? We can’t objectively say yes, but that is the full instance associated with the site at this time.

Ladies choice that is

If you’re a female on OkCupid, you’re at a incredible benefit. You need to content guys you discover attractive — not only because they’re easy in the optical attention, but because you’re almost certainly going to have one thing to fairly share. You’ll increase your number of quality. In terms of males, it is worth noting that they’ll most likely enjoy getting ultimately more messages.

The chances come in your benefit. What’s the worst that may take place? You content a sweet guy and don’t get a solution. What’s the greatest? That’s between you as well as your date.

Wish to be part of this report, and future ones? Subscribe for OkCupid.

Compiled by Kelly Cooper. Data Science by Dale Markowitz. Header example by Shawna X. created by Shane Zucker.

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Week 10 Preview

UGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…. My thoughts on having to put effort into fantasy.. Just kidding… but seriously, I feel like I have a past due assignment for my shitty English class in high school, only there would be less gay jokes in that paper.. but before that. I’d just like to say, the Browns will definitely have 5 or less wins this year, I was right. Chad was wrong. No ifs ands or butts about it. Speaking of butts, I see an ass tattoo in the near future for young Chadly.. As much as I wanted to be wrong, here we are in week 10, talking about which new coach we’ll hire and which 3rd stringers will start this week. Don’t worry gents, there’s always next year. Young Baker has arrived and if we find a young, fresh, hot.. I mean smart, coach for 2019, we might win 8 games… Actually, speaking of hot, we have a lot of hot dud… I mean match ups this week. But we’re gunna focus on the men themselves. Because players don’t matter at all… you can drop anyone you want without consequences. Right? This’ll be over soon, don’t worry.

G-Reg 3rd Leg (6-3) vs. Saviors of the Universe (3-6)

This match up is extremely intriguing… Quite possibly the most decorated Eagle Scout, truck-pulling, mud tugging, tree chopping, beard toting, flannel and coon-skin hat wearing, booger sugar loving, piece of man-missle in America… and the gayest straight mother fucker in the world… or is he?.. I’ve noticed a boost in TJ’s move lately, could be because he’s getting the D regularly at 12000 Edgewater… In what universe are these two friends? No, not the Marvel Universe… surprisingly this one. A world where a 4th grader with a beard can bring a pocket knife to school and never get in trouble, and one where you can get your little pee-pee played with in the middle of an open field for all to see… wow… what a special place… but here in the fantasy world, only one person can win the matchup (could be a tie, but low odds, so fuck off)… This week it’ll be the wooly mammoth himself, who claims victory.. Matthew Bennett.

The Brady Bunch (3-6) vs. MaKamaraca Gr8 Again (4-5)

Doug, how are things? How are your stocks? How’s your Grandfather? How old is he this year? Almost time for those good ole Christmas Ales yeah? I think we’re all caught up. Maybe one day we’ll meet again. And Solden….. Solden, Solden, Solden… North Royalton… what the fuckin shit.. you no sooner move home and you move to freakin Royalton?! That’s alright though... at least you have to ladies out there… Meredith and Claudette...for those of you that don’t know, Solden now lives above my recently divorced Director from Park Place Technologies.. she had some interesting things to say about her new upstairs neighbors in our deal review this week (not a joke. She did). Be careful out there buddy…. Claudette is allllllways watching… but although you have thee most awkward and terrifying neighbor ever, there is a silver lining. You’ll win in fantasy this week.

Green Eggs and Cam (3-6) vs. Gurls That Swallow (4-5)

I gotta be honest… although I probably talk to Shawn the least out of you flamers, he probably likes me the most. He probably shouldn’t be in this league because he’s not gay enough… but he’ll get there… I know he’s engaged.. but heeeee’ll get there… Holla on the other hand.. he does so much over the top country shit, it’s clearly to cover up his outrageous gayness. Full “blown” Broke Back Mountain, Medina style… is he from Medina? I don’t remember. Fuck it. Holla wins this week.

My team (3-6) vs. Blowin’ Down Ingrams (5-4)

LOL. One could not careless, and I don’t think the other could care any more. Me vs. Billy Bottle Service this week... I’m definitely the Cleveland Browns of this league. No matter what I do, I can’t get it right… Does that make me Jimmy Haslam? Yes.. but gayer. I’ll get it right eventually.. there’s always next year. Unless I quit again… *makes voice deeper*.. Chad Wernick, I’m a man missle, I fuck, I fuckin fuck bruh, fuckin smoke bruh, fuckin cheeeeeeeeeksssssssssssssssss, I fuck sooooo many sluuuuts, everyone wants me…FUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKK YEAAAAAAAAHHH…… *Voice back to a normal human’s*. This kid is gunna need blood pressure meds yesterday… I’m convinced Chad is like Dr. Banner and the Hulk…the inner CHAD has literally taken over his regular human form, and he’s stuck as the Incredible Douche. Fucking and smoking everything and anything that moves. “CHAD SMASH”. Oh, and does anyone know if Dom and him moved out of the Bingham and into the Barley House basement? I’d say I want to win this week, but let’s be honest, I don’t care. Chad with the W.

Injured Reserve (5-4) vs. Golden Taints (6-3)

Casey is definitely on some sort of lake right now.. he’s been managing his team from a pontoon boat. Probably got some sick beats playing. “Jared you’ll like this one”… can’t hear you Case, you’re on a fucking lake somewhere. Is it any coincidence that Casey’s favorite downtown bar was Liquid? Get it? Ya know cuz of the water? Fuck off. Unfortunately, Liquid closed for the foreseeable future so he has absolutely no reason to come downtown and hang out with us. Also I think he’s scared of Natasha… it’s cool man, don’t worry... I literally never thought I’d meet a gayer straight guy than TJ… but I stand corrected… I am actually friends with a legit gay guy and Sam is gayer than that… Does Sam really even care if he wins this year? He’d probably be undefeated, but clearly hasn’t been focused on fantasy with his new Slam Piece at 12000 Edgewater... they’re looking for a house too… this is real information… this matchup is a tough call, but I think Sam pulls it out this weekend. That’ll probably be the only thing he’s pulling out……

GAME OF THE WEEK

Don Julio (7-2) vs. Nuk if you Buk (5-4)

Here we are. The last matchup. Finally almost done with this fuckin preview… Diesel vs. Billy Bottle Service’s cousin, Bobby Bottle Service… At this point in the preview, I’m tired… I’ve spent 2 hours at work writing this so my whit is reaching its end, but I’m fighting through it. Pauly D, probably been called cute in every preview this season, I wouldn’t know, I think I’ve read 2 or 3 maybe, I’m just assuming. Week 10 doesn’t change that. You’re still cute. And gay. Dom… like Chad, may have blood pressure and kidney problems from all the bottle service events, but I respect the ability to function as a productive member of society.. because I honestly would probably be dead. But the Financial industry does get wild… The Wolf of West 6th Street maybe? Just the gay version. Nevertheless, I’m sure you’re all sad this preview is at it’s end… The winner of this matchup is Pauly. I’m out. Carry on with your lives.

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GRAPS AND CLAPS REVIEWS - FUTURESHOCK WRESTLING'S 14TH ANNIVERSARY

The decision from PCW and FutureShock to hold anniversary shows on the same night gave your regular correspondent, Andrew Ogden, a decision to make. With his massive hands deciding to head to Preston, he needed someone to report from Manchester as we needed to make sure both shows got their deserved place in the spotlight.

Hands up, I’ve only been going to independent wrestling shows since February, but the bug has bitten me bad and loving every second of being part of a wonderful community. Anyways… on with the show.

After a last minute change of plans, my wife, who two months ago called wrestling 'rubbish', asked if she could join me in Prestwich for FutureShock's 14th anniversary show in the Longfield Suite. She had come along to FS’s Tapped show in Manchester, mostly for the food and alcohol, but was won over by the awesome show. Declaring it “not as bad as I thought it would be” I knew she’d be back.

It goes to show the power and appeal of professional wrestling, changing someone's staunch opinion in just one show.

Normally your resident reporter would bring you opinions and prices of the local beer options, but sadly I'm off alcohol as I try to make myself ineligible for Progress’ Atlas division. However, we did enjoy a car picnic with a medley of goodies from M&S. I recommend bringing some hot sauce if you have the harissa chicken.

After meeting the rest of the graps gang, including Taff and Davie, fellow founder members of the #CyanideSection/#CraterMates we headed inside for the show.

First up was Delicious Danny Hope taking on Alex Boylin, joined by Rizwan Khan at ringside. After one shenanigan too many, Ref Pete had enough and sent him to the back. Danny used the distraction to his advantage and hit a tassel powered superkick to pick up the pin fall.

After stealing the show at Tapped last month and the unfortunate injury to Lykos ruling out CCK in the previously announced tag match, the impressive Young Guns were handed a No.1 contenders match against the Sexy Gents.

This was another wonderful back and forward match, but turned on its head when John McGregor tagged himself in just as Kev Lloyd had gained the upper hand. Not the first time the Gents have shown signs of discontent and they were made to pay.

Ethan Allen took Kev out of the game on the outside and just as Luke Jacobs managed to counter Kev’s guillotine choke his partner jumped from the top rope and hit a codebreaker/doomsday device double team. Fantastic finish from two excellent teams and the Young Guns will get a chance at Tyson T-Bone and Chris Ridgeway’s tag team titles.

Kev after the match said 'Him and John can't go on anymore' and walked off into the night with The Sexy Gents looking finished. Leaving ONLY JOHN in the ring 😭😭😭

Next, it was the match which has been building since JJ Webb first fought Deadly Damon Leigh in the same building back in February. After multiple encounters, it was brought to a head at Tapped when JJ had to save Chris Egan with DDL standing over him holding a steel chair.

This would be no ordinary singles match, oh no, this is a ‘loser wears a Chicken Suit match’. Built on the emergence of the Chicken Section following a ‘All Bins Are Legal’ tie which saw DDL dressed in KFC buckets.

DDL worked extremely hard to ignore the chicken chants, you could see the focus and the determination, the man from Stratford channeling his inner Colonel to stay calm. JJ should have had the three count after he planted DDL face first on the mat, but in the subsequent move, he had knocked out referee Fitzgerald into the corner.

Pete ran to the ring, but rather than start the count, he went to see to his colleague, giving DDL a chance to recover and hit Stockport’s finest with a low blow. Pete counted to three and the crowd were left disappointed… until Fitzgerald got back to his senses and informed our compere, Matt Taylor Richards, what he’d seen. The match would restart.

Both had their opportunities to finish it off, but JJ bounced off the ropes and hit a spinning clothesline to earn the 1, 2, 3, leaving DDL stunned and left to ponder his destiny, wearing the chicken suit.

The first of three title matches would take place before the interval, an eight-man scramble match for the Adrenaline title. Champion Sam Bailey would take on Wolfgang, Chris Ridgeway, Callum Corrie, Joey Hayes, Chris Egan, and Chris Brookes. The man holding the pin-fall after 15 minutes would leave Prestwich with the belt.

The first pin went to the exciting high-flying talents of Corrie, but like going 1-0 up after five minutes away from home, it was too early. Egan, after a couple of excellent spots, including when he avoided being drop-kicked by all six men at the same time, pinned Golfwang, sorry Wolfgang with eight minutes to go.

Everyone got their chance to lift the belt, Brookes made Ridgeway tap with a reverse figure four type move - apologies for not knowing names of moves, it looked very uncomfortable. Then, much to the disappointment of the crowd, Bailey put himself in the driving seat when he took advantage of the chaos to pin Brookes.

The clock ticked down and Hayes hit cutter after cutter, trying to find space to hit the winning blow, then with time winding down and the FutureShock faithful counting down from 10, the man who won the belt in Stockport Town Hall hit one last cutter - outta nowhere - on Bailey and the referees hand hit three with just 1 second on the clock.

AND NEW… a crazy, but fantastic match. Everyone hit their spots and Joey took full advantage at the perfect moment to regain the belt he lost from Bailey.

During the break, as he was contractually obliged, Damon Leigh came out to the ring wearing his chicken suit and the paying crowd were able to get their picture taken with DDL and Webb. An opportunity not to be missed.

Interval over, we were on to our second title match, an adrenaline rush rumble match for the woman’s title. Ten entrants, starting with two competitors in the ring, elimination only when both feet hit the floor and you go over the top rope.

Kasey Owens from the Queen Bees started in the ring with Alexis Falcon, but it became a numbers game when fellow QB member Jayla Dark joined next. The double team was too much for Alexis and she was thrown out. Taonga and FS favourite Lana Austin were next in, the former wasn’t able to make much of an impact before being eliminated.

Shax came and went, apart from a nice spot when she was caught by Gerald on the outside and he placed her back ring, she wasn’t able to offer much in the way of offence. Molly Spartan came in seventh, giving the Queen Bees the advantage. Newby Hollie came and went, with just enough time for one “Hollie, Hollie, Hollie, Oi, Oi, Oi” chant.

Viper entered the fray, taking over and supply each of the QBs with a cannonball in the corner, but the numbers game would come into play and it took all three ladies to lift the Megaton Barbie up onto Molly Spartan’s shoulders and deliver a devastating powerbomb.

I can’t condone this Scottish on Scottish crime, but after dumping Viper over the top rope, it was going to take a miracle to stop FutureShock’s power trio.

After Viper’s exit, Molly made the shook move to throw stablemate Jayla Dark over the top rope - still not sure why, more to come on that I think. Toni Storm entered last, but couldn’t stop Austin meeting her fate, leaving the Mae Young classic participant two on one against the Bees. However, quick thinking led her move out of Spartan’s way and the champion smashed into Kasey on the apron, eliminating her other comrade, this time by accident.

It would be Toni against Molly in a singles match for the belt, but Owens jumped back in, only to be met by Toni’s piledriver, but it gave Molly the gap she needed, hitting Toni with a devastating spear and picking up the hard-fought victory.

Overall a good match, but quite a few of the spots and decisions of when and how to eliminate people seemed strange. Great potential, but could have been better. There may be reasons behind it, but expected more from Viper and Lana. There seemed no point in having Taonga and Shax in the match at all.

Before the main event, and the raffle, Big Joe came out to the ring with Thomas Wolfe with something to get off his massive chest. After a typical warm welcome from the FS crowd and plenty of chants including the words ‘small’, ‘tiny’ and ‘how far away are you?’ Joe was able to issue his Little Man Challenge.

He wanted to challenge someone who had been a FutureShock staple since day one, a legend, a wrestling icon… he wanted MATT TAYLOR RICHARDS. The compere with no compare wasn’t keen, retired from in-ring competition, but the big man wouldn’t take no for an answer. Lifting MTR into the air, although he can bench over four times his own body-weight, it turns out that still isn’t much and he crumbled under the power of Richards and the prettiest man in the North West pinned Joe for the victory.

In an amazing turn of events I then won the raffle, two tickets to FutureShock’s show in Stockport on September 16th, two days before my birthday. What a result, make sure you check out their website for all future shows.

Time for the main event. Mask versus Title. Ashton Smith, the champ, against the Colossus, Cyanide. WWE v WoS. A match fitting for the anniversary.

Both men didn’t disappoint. Smith used speed and intelligence to try and gain the upper-hand, but the challenger had power on his side. But every time you thought the champ was down and out, he’d bounce back, eventually lifting all 36-stone of Cyanide on to his shoulders to deliver and earth-shattering samoan drop, the same move which saw him beat the big man in Stockport Town Hall.

This time Cyanide was smart and rolled out of the ring to escape the three-count, Ashton would get the crowd on their feet when he followed it up with a hurricanrana which sent his opponent into the ring post.

Just beating the 10-count with milliseconds to go, Cyanide was back in the ring and once on his feet he finally hit Smith with a chokeslam, razor’s edge and followed it up with a huge splash - the tremors reportedly felt as far away as Rochdale. Covering the champ, there was no response and Cyanide confirmed, monsters are real.

Belt in the air, FutureShock has a new champion and it is going to take something special to stop him.

Flanked by Henry T Grodd and Noah through his reign of terror, it seems like the champion wants to go it alone, laying out Noah was a thunderous chokeslam. Grodd teased going into the ring, but saw sense, instead helping his tag-partner to the back.

Two new champions, new number one contenders and a show that will live long in the memory. There were few down points, every big match hit all right spots and everyone, except Damon Leigh, will have gone home happy.

Six months ago I watched my first independent show in the same building, and now I am truly hooked and even my wrestling hating wife has been converted. That is the power of the British wrestling scene and it feels like a privilege to be part of it.

FutureShock returns to Stockport on September 16th, and then to Fairfield Social Club on September 23rd, were Pete Dunne will put his WWE UK title on the line at Tapped 2. Buy tickets NOW and check out FutureShock on demand to watch this show when it’s up.

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