#his other nicknames include debbie

[nylarac]

by the hway

these things are so good

[hockeyandhrsepwr]

Pose!

Quinn Hughes x photographer!reader

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Y/NJohnson

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Y/NJohnson presenting some of your 23 Canucks - Prince Charming, The fancy frenchman, Papa bear & his cub Huggy Bear, Vape, Kool Kuz, Olly Elly, &  Debby Ryan circa Radio Rebel

Its team Photo Day!

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Barzal97 I remember when he looked at me like that

Y/NJohnson Mat buddy, you’ve got to let him go

Barzal97 But I don’t want to

Y/NJohnson be like Rose or Elsa

TitoBeauvi91 Rose?

Y/NJohnson She let jack go!! he could've fit on the door

_quinnhughes Please dont start

Canucks our favourite smiley boys!

User928 Quinn Smile!! We got a Quinn Smile!

User29 Vape? 

Y/NJohnson Thats Juulsen!

User29 because Juul? You’re so unserious I love it

User115 Girl the nicknames 💀

bboeser I dont understand the Prince Charming

Y/NJohnson Thats because youre uncultured & haven’t watched Shrek

User637 Boeser hasn’t watched Shrek?

Y/NJohnson I know. Ridiculous 

Kuzya_096 Me neither!

Y/NJohnson Movie Night? 

_eliaspetterson Movie night!

_quinnHughes Movie Night 

Podkol_ Movie Night!!

TitoBeauvi91 Movie Night at Quinns!!

_quinnhughes not my house!

Y/NJohnson of course it will be 

Lhughes_06 can I come?

_quinnhughes you’re in Jersey? 🤨

Y/NJohnson I can’t believe Shrek is older than Luke 

_quinnhughes

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_quinnhughes Road trippin

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📌Y/NJohnson I’m bored so ask me/us questions!!

Y/NJohnson someone help me

_eliaspetterson you chose this life

Y/NJohnson Actually this life chose me

ElBlue6 see you soon!

_quinnhughes See you in a week mum

JackHughes if Y/n hasn’t killed him by then

Y/NJohnson I love him very much, I would never kill him

Lhughes_06 you literally just snapped me saying you were about to push him off a cliff

Y/NJohnson LUKE! I told you that in confidence

JackHughes Where are you now?

Y/NJohnson the middle of Buttfuck Nowhere 

JackHughes Do you seriously not know? 

Y/NJohnson Its flat jack, thats all I know. All I can see is fucking fields 

Y/NJohnson I’m here to look pretty & drink too much coffee 

Lhughes_06 What do you expect her to do, Navigate? Please

User2 Who has control of the aux?

Y/NJohnson Not Quinn. Never Quinn

User72 what kind of music do you like listening to?

Y/NJohnson Quinn likes country 🤮 & I like anything but country

OwenPower_ Don’t diss country!

Y/NJohnson Not you too Owen!!

KentJohnson.13 Favourite Brother?

Y/NJohnson Luke 

User63 how did you two meet?

User827 probably work dude

Y/NJohnson Yep! Through work 

User032 why photography?

Y/NJohnson  Kent wanted to be a model & made me take picture of him to send to an agency. I liked the behind the scenes part so kept messing around with it

KentJohnson.13 stop spreading lies

NBlanks.98 I can see it actually

Jacob_truscott20 Its the hair 

Sholtz_24 he doesn’t have the height for it though

brendanBrisson or the face

Y/NJohnson Hey! Leave him alone!!! Only I can make fun of him

kentJohnson.13 dont be nice now, you started this with your lies

Y/NJohnson I still have those photos Kent. Test me. I dare you

User737 Please share with the class

User23 Yeah, I need to see these now

BradyTkauck When the wedding? & where’s my invite?

Y/NJohnson Really? That how you’re going to play it? Because I have your RSVP 

User938 👀

Bboeser Favourite Canuck?

Y/NJohnson Thats like asking me to choose a favourite child (Demmer)

Bboeser excuse me?! 

Y/NJohnson stop coming to my house & eating all my chocolate & maybe I’ll reevaluate 

Kuzya_096 What about me? 

Y/NJohnson You’re my second favourite!

Y/NJohnson

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Y/NJohnson Little bro wanted a feature 🙄 here you go Kenten

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Kentjohnson.13 wow thanks

Y/NJohnson beggars can’t be choosers Kenny boy

OwenPower_ What did I do to be included here?! 

Kentjohnson.13 at least you dont look terrible

Y/NJohnson You’re my honorary bro Owen, thats why

JackHughes he gets one but I dont 😩

Y/NJohnson I’m not related to you

_quinnHughes yet

Y/NJohnson right. Can I opt out of the Jack part of the marriage 

_quinnhughes Unfortunately not. I tried to return him before but Mum wouldn’t let me

lhughes_06  you tried to leave him in a Costco parking lot

_quinnhughes well Costco sells everything! I assumed that meant annoying little brothers too

JackHughes I was 5!

KentJohnson.13 y/n left me at the mall once so I understand your pain Jack

Y/NJohnson I was 20 minutes late to pick you up when you were 15. Let it go

kentJohnson.13 Never

Canucks is that a Blue Jackets jersey we see on your page? Admin is wounded y/n

Y/NJohnson Listen, it was post the pic or continue to have him annoy me over text. I chose my sanity

NBlanks.98 I mean it is the better looking jersey

Y/NJohnson Take that Back NICHOLAS!! I refuse to have Canucks slander on my page

Williamlockwood yeah, get lost Blanks!

User83 They’re one of the worst teams in the league 

Y/NJohnson you must have us confused with the Ducks!

TrevorZegras hey!

bboeser we can request a feature on your insta? Why am I only now finding this out

Y/NJohnson Brocko my boy, youre in more photos on here than anyone!

bboeser But I want a solo post!!!

Y/NJohnson No

_eliaspetterson I want one too!!

Y/NJohnson of course Petey!! Give me a few days?

bboeser 😦

Y/NJohnson

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Y/NJohnson Two best friends! 

Some of my favourite Nucks vs Devils pics from the last few years. Happy Now Jacky?

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JackHughes very thanks

Y/NJohnson good. now get out of my DMs

_quinnHughes We’ll have to get one with luke next!!

lhughes_06 yes!!

JoshNorris can I get one?? 

Y/NJohnson send me $400 for the consultation & then we’ll talk

JoshNorris $400?? Hell no

Y/NJohnson please, I’ve seen your contract. You can afford it if you really wanted

xxx

[scifigeneration]

From science fiction to telemedicine: the surprising 150-year history of long-range medical treatment

by Debbie Passey, Digital Health Research Fellow at The University of Melbourne

In 1874, a surgeon in South Australia telegraphed wound care instructions for a patient 2,000 kilometres away. A few years later, in 1879, a letter in The Lancet medical journal suggested physicians use the telephone to cut down on unnecessary patient visits.

As the telephone and telegraph spread, the idea of telemedicine – literally “healing at a distance” – inspired science fiction writers to conjure up new ways of treating patients across great distances.

Real-world technology has developed in tandem with scifi speculation ever since. Today, certain kinds of telemedicine have become commonplace, while other futuristic tools are in the offing.

The radio doctor and the teledactyl

In his 1909 short story The Machine Stops, English novelist E.M. Forster described a telemedicine apparatus that, when telegraphed, descends from the ceiling to care for patients in the comfort of their home. His story is also the earliest description of instant messaging and a kind of internet – both important for real-life telemedicine.

In 1924, Radio News magazine printed a cover story showing the future “Radio Doctor”. The cover depicts a physician examining a patient through a screen. Although the magazine story itself was a bizarre fiction that had little to do with a radio doctor, the imagery is evocative.

In a 1925 cover story for Science and Invention, US writer Hugo Gernsback describes a device called “The Teledactyl” (from tele, meaning far, and dactyl, meaning finger). The device uses radio transmitters and television screens to allow a doctor to interact with a patient. The added twist – the physician touches the patient using a remotely controlled mechanical hand set up in the patient’s home.

Gernsback was a futurist and pioneer in radio and electrical engineering. Nicknamed the “Father of Science Fiction”, Gernsback used fictional stories to educate readers on science and technology, and often included extensive scientific details in his writings. He helped establish science fiction as a literary genre, and the annual Hugo Awards are named after him.

From seafarers to spacefarers

The radio was important for early telemedicine. In the 1920s, physicians across the globe started using the radio to evaluate, diagnose, treat, and provide medical advice for sick or wounded seafarers and passengers. The radio is still used to provide medical consultation to ships at sea.

In 1955, Gernsback returned to the idea of distance medicine with “The Teledoctor”. This imaginary device uses the telephone and a closed-circuit television with mechanical arms controlled by the physician to provide remote patient care. Gernsback said the doctor of the future “will be able to do almost anything through teledoctoring that he can do in person”.

In 1959, psychiatrists in Nebraska started using two-way closed-circuit televisions to conduct psychiatric consultations between two locations. This is considered one of the first examples of modern-day telemedicine. Early telemedicine networks were expensive to develop and maintain, which limited broader use.

In the 1960s, NASA began efforts to integrate telemedicine into every human spaceflight program. By 1971, a telemedicine system was ready for trial on Earth – in the Space Technology Applied to Rural Papago Advanced Healthcare (STARPAHC) program. Using a two-way television and radio connection and remote telemetry, the program connected Tohono Oʼodham people (then known as Papago) with nurses and physicians hundreds of miles away.

The internet and a pandemic

It wasn’t until 1970 that the word telemedicine was officially coined by US doctor Thomas Bird. Bird and his colleagues set up an audiovisual circuit between the Massachusetts General Hospital and Logan Airport to provide medical consultations to airport employees.

From the 1970s onward, telemedicine started gaining more traction. The internet, officially born in 1983, brought new ways to connect patients and physicians.

Satellites could connect physicians and patients across greater distances without the need for two-way closed-circuit televisions. The cost to develop and maintain a telemedicine network decreased in the 1980s, opening the door to wider adoption.

In his 1999 science fiction novel Starfish, Canadian writer Peter Watts describes a device called the “Medical Mantis”. This device allows a physician to remotely examine and perform procedures on patients deep beneath the ocean’s surface. In the early 2000s, NASA’s Extreme Environment Mission Operations started testing teleoperated surgical robots in undersea environments.

The evolution of telemedicine has kept pace with advances in information and communication technology. Yet, throughout the 1990s and early 2000s, telemedicine remained little used.

It took the global COVID pandemic to make telemedicine an integral part of modern healthcare. Most of this is consultations via video call – not so far away from what Gernsback envisioned a century, though so far without the robotic hands.

What’s next? One likely factor pushing real-world telemedicine to match the dreams of science fiction will be developments in human spaceflight.

As humans progress in space exploration, the future of telemedicine may look more like science fiction. Earth-based monitoring of astronauts’ health will require technological breakthroughs to keep pace with them as they travel deeper into space.

[shadowredfeline]

Two in One Post

For my Filipino Friend’s On this Day Post

Hope we’ll have a nice National Heroes day. Even the Ramcats will celebrate it with the Speedsters and the Rabbits too. Plus I’m sure Riya and Vanilla holding a child would be something for both of them to be a hero of child development. And maybe Riya and Vanilla can be heroes too when they want to help out with their friends to save the day.

Debby 😺📱🖥️: We’ll always be heroes together like a family. And I’m sure your parents will be pleased and can be heroes with us.

Shadow R 😺🗡️: Sure, Mom. You’ve been a hero to us as well as for dad. Because you both care about us.

Debby 😺📱🖥️: Uh huh. Even the Speedsters and the Rabbits can be heroes too. We’ll all be heroes to this whole family.

Shadow 😺🗡️: Indeed. And Lisa will be a great hero too. Since she has tried her best to be a good hero as well as for Tory.

And for Response to my A-Pal and my Filipino friend.

Yeah I couldn’t agree more how Warner Bros. Discovery has gone overboard as well as for Cartoon. And to they’ll you both that I don’t like Teen Titans Go either. Plus the way of their movie is like where they go to the movies, that’s how I wanted to do Cartoon Cinema Labyrinth and have Robin as the bad guy. I have made Robin as a Bad Guy ever since I wanted to do Cartoon Network in Persona 5 Royal, because he wanted to do wrong things by making the Cartoon Network characters in a false happy Reality where they got their wishes to come true. But Gumball and Rigby didn’t want that, because they can both feel something isn’t right. And that’s how I got Robin to be the Final Boss. And I also wanted to add something new to the Cartoon Cinema Labyrinth story, I also wanted to include Sonic characters in it while they wear their Cinema attires. Plus they also got Sanrio character emblems on their hats. Sonic has Pochacco, Tails has Chococat, Amy has Hello Kitty, Cream has Cinnamoroll, Zooey has MyMelody, Perci has Kuromi, and Shadow the Hedgehog has Retsuko, and sometimes for people don’t want characters to get confused with my character, Shadow, I can let a character give him a nickname like how Paul calls Shadow, “Chuck” and Shadow might call him Red Feline, and Sonic can call him “RC” because it’s short to “Red Cat”, or he might call him by his real name, “Carmen”. And I know a lot of people would call Shadow a Red Cat since he is a cat after all. But I’m sure the Sonic characters will help Shadow R and his Friends to save them and the movie theater and stop Robin and his henchmen who are controlling the different films and companies. Since Robin is controlling the Warner Bros. Films, then we might have other people who are controlling the other movie companies. Now Shadow and his friends will help and stop Robin and save the movie theater.

And a quick Response to my Filipino friend, even though it is blurry, I bet you’ll love to taste some my customized cakes and we can both enjoy a delicious cake.

[kelpstheshifter]

Meet me in my Shameless Desired Reality

INTRODUCING MY MOST TOXICC DR

Name: Kimberly Ball

My nicknames: Kimmy by my biological mom; Baby girl by Kev; Kim Possible by the Gallaghers; Kimber by everyone; Kim by everyone

Backstory: I'm Kev's daughter him and my mom dated when they were very young, and she kind of hid me when they broke up. A few years later right before Season 1 she decided to let me go live with him for a bit.

My family:

Kev: Dad

V: Step-mom

*Cr mom's name*: Bio mom

People in my Desired Reality:

Debbie: My actual twin. I love this girl till do us part. We have such similar personalities and, I adore her. We have this thing were we do everything together (even if that includes having babies) she's my soulmate and my other half.

Carl: My first love. He's going to be the father of my kid one day. We've liked each other since Kev introduced us, and I think he's great (except his white boy Carl phase)

Karen: My big sister. Debbie has Mandy I have Karen. She teaches everything about growing up, and boys, and all that stuff.

V: When we first meet I HATEEED her. I was so convinced that Kev and my mom were gonna get back together, but later she becomes my second mom.

Kev: My dad. We are super close, and I tell him everything. We have the best relationship nowadays.

My most toxic dr by a long shot.....it will probably have the biggest storytimes though so a win is a win

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[hannahhook7744]

Anthony Tremaine headcanons revised:

His full name is Anthony Francis Tremaine. He is named after both of his grandfathers (Cinderella's dad and His mom's dad).

He has a variety of nicknames including but not limited to; Tony, Ant, Anty, Red, Ton, Carrot top, Francis, Fran, Franny, Annie, Tremaine, Maine, Trem, and Lord Tremaine.

He's also called a variety of pet names by Harriet, mainly luv, Batty, Bats, and bat boy.

He is the Quartermaster in Harriet's crew.

His family is originally from France and nobility, and while he's outgrown the whole 'Lord Tremaine ' thing, he's still bitter about it.

He's also bitter about the fact that FG granted Cindy's wishes but not the kids of the isles'.

He used to wish and wish to be taken off the isle with his friends and family, hoping that FG would grant them. She never did.

He is very family oriented and would do anything for his mother, siblings, and cousins.

He longs to be reunited with his father (and admittedly his aunt and her family).

He hates his aunt and grandmother, which is funny because he's his grandmother's favorite.

He only has one thing from each of his grandads—a pair of cufflinks from his step granddad and a long broadsword from his bio granddad.

He loves cats—mainly black ones because they remind him of Lucifer and Lucifer's kittens. One of which he owns.

He named it lord. Don't judge him.

He has 3  brothers and 4 sisters in this order— Ellie, Aaron,  Colombe, Anya, Amara, Frankie, and Felix. Some of them are adopted.

He has 7 cousins in total—Dorothy, Daphne, Debbie, Dixie, Delanie, Dotty, and Dizzy.

His cousins can be a bit nasty—towards Dizzy (in good fun they claim) and others.

He doesn't always get along with the 6 of them (and his siblings on occasion), because of this.

He's really studious because he wants to be worthy of the title 'Lord Tremaine'— his favorite subjects are history, Geography, and Foreign languages.

He has a photographic memory.

He practices knife fighting with his cousins and siblings, and really likes the sport.

His main weapon is a baseball bat because he feels better and more confident using it than a sword.

He likes dancing and singing, and playing the flute and the piano.

He isn't the best fighter but he does give it his all. He's great a shit talking but he's not much of a swearer— that's more Harriet than him.

Anthony bonds with Chad over hair care, make up, shopping, dress up, and selfies. And modeling Dizzy's stuff.

He makes Chad apologize to Evie and apologizes to the core four for trying to feed them to crocodiles after Dizzy (and a pissed off Harriet) pushed him too.

He's into fashion and fixing his own clothes.

He also loves listening to music— especially with Harriet and Dizzy who he has danced with on the Queen's Fury and in the salon.

He and Harriet often quiz each other on random facts for fun. Oh and he has a thing for her and her for him.

They have experimented with their friends before but we're not gonna get into that

He goes to dragon hall— mainly to look out for his cousins and siblings, though he'll never admit it.

He gets all good grades in his classes without even trying.

He keeps a blackmail book. Only his crew and Dizzy know he keeps one. Only he has a lot more than one.

He's good at sneaking around—thanks to Harriet teaching him how to.

Speaking of Harriet, the two of them first met when they were young. He said something sexist and she broke his nose. He's been into her ever since, much to their friends amusement and exasperation. Mainly Sammy.

He's really into photography and vintage pictures— mainly when it comes to pictures of France and other places in the world.

He is allergic to roses like his mother and loves flowers,food, and jewelry like her too.

He's also into sailing thanks to Harriet.

He's also a handy man and the one who fixes things around their home and the salon.

He can be pretty impulsive and temperamental but is surprisingly good at calming others down.

He’s very resentful towards Cinderella and Prince Charming for not helping them, and because of the family tragedy that cost him his family.

He and Harriet eventually have two kids— Tommy and Katie.

His friends keep trying to come up with a ship name for him and Harriet.

He is very sarcastic and resentful towards most of the heroes.

He's great at cooking like his dad and loves tea parties and playing with his cay.

Finally, he has a habit of craving his name and the names of those he cares about into things. Seriously, his initials and name are carved into most of the buildings on the isle— Evie once found his name carved into furniture in her mother's castle and doesn't know how he managed it.

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Also I used some of @idontliketomatoesleavemealone 's ocs. Said ocs being Ellie, Frankie, Felix, and Colombe Tremaine. Check their blog out. Requested by: @eahravinqueen .

[jedusaur]

good things this week:

my BOY my GUY my MAN Joey Daccord had to step up and play two games for the Kraken this week and he did SO GOOD Y'ALL! it was unexpected on two levels, first that it would be him getting the callup instead of Driedger and second that he would actually get the start over Jones, and he made the absolute most of the opportunity—one of the postgame talking heads was a bit of an ass about the first one because he let in four, but Hakstol understood the circumstances (one extremely weird double bounce no goalie could have done anything about, two 6-on-5 situations our guys were not defending well) and sang his praises, and we won anyway. then the second one we lost in a shootout, but the only one he let in during regulation was a rebound off a killer initial save and then he went absolute beast mode in OT, just unbelievable. there's always gonna be a Mike Smith-shaped hole in my soul, but Daccord obviously idolized the guy when he was at Arizona State and plays so much like him that watching him really feels a little like coming home <3

really enjoyed this week's Ted Lasso ep, especially (spoiler warning) the part where Jamie sees Roy and Keeley leaving in two different directions and it's set up to make you think he's gonna go after Keeley to hit on her now that she's single again but instead HE GOES AFTER ROY to ineptly attempt empathy and hugs <333

listened to Debby Friday's debut album four times yesterday and three times so far today, I am so so so so into it

after some disappointing incidents with NHL pride nights, something cool happened with my local junior league team, the Thunderbirds—they didn't have an official pride night planned this season, so the fans just... made one happen themselves! the T-Birds have the only out gay player in the WHL, Luke Prokop, and EVERY SINGLE PLAYER used rainbow stick tape during warmups for this UNOFFICIAL pride night in support of their teammate, AND some of them kept the tape during the game. which, listen, I use Pride tape myself, but only on parts of the stick I don't have to handle the puck with, because real talk it is some crappy-ass tape, and any serious hockey player would know that just from touching it, so these guys were basically saying that supporting their teammate was more important to them than being good at hockey, and I just have a whole lot of feelings okay

Dallas has a goalie named Jake Oettinger whose nickname is Otter and he has lil cartoon otters painted on his goalie mask, which delighted both rocket bae and my mom (both big otter fans)

I started explaining what was going on during a Kraken game to Steph and she was like "I understood the goalie interference part" I'm so proud <3

I cut my hair and it feels very nice to not have all that shagginess on my neck

got two of the other Lammy-nominated anthologies from the library and they're both so impressive! (also both extremely different from each other and from Xenocultivars, doesn't really seem fair to compare us all tbh, but I guess that's just how it goes with awards)

rearranged my room to bring in a comfy chair and in the process found the fucking laptop I was 100% convinced must have gotten stuck in with rocket bae's stuff in storage because I had looked absolutely everywhere, including the place it actually was at least 3 times *eyeroll* but it has been found, hallelujah

made salted millionaire's shortbread and I'm gonna go bring some to a few local friends sometime this weekend, love sharing food with my people :)

[katharinanadiaa]

so sorry for a late feedback, but this is so well written and such a great closure for a beautiful story. the fact that y/n wanted to choose cornwall because she wanted to share a piece of her childhood with him is so heartwarming. ‘If my baby wants to go to Cornwall then that’s where we’re going. But you best believe I’m finding the best house there’ ~ such a supportive boyfriend. and so happy that parker got to join them on this trip. love the little jaz and debbie cheeky cameo ( such a good cameo for a closure ). the way he let you take the window seat so he could lean on you is so sweet🥹 mason’s taste in choosing the house is also impeccable👌🏻 ‘Even from this angle he was the most beautiful man you’d ever seen’ ~ definitely true👍🏻 mason picking the most expensive cone with extra chocolate around the side and a flake is so mason😂 y/n’s also sweet for paying the ice cream. ‘See I have good taste’ she surely have good taste and so happy that he also loves a place that is so special to her. ‘New high score baby’ aaa, this really reminds me of his video at portsmouth😍 ‘Fancy a game of air hockey?’ i love the fact that he’s the one who’s offering but also the one that ends up losing😂 also felt sad for y/n because what a sore loser mason is🥲the way she cheered him during the clown game and her having the idea to give away their tickets is so soft. mason’s interaction with the boy and y/n’s reaction is so heartwarming🥰 love how you include one of mason’s celebration and love the fact that y/n’s the one doing it🥹 felt so bad for y/n when her hand got hit but mason peppering it with kisses is so sweet❤️‍🩹 how he gets excited when he saw the seagulls with chips dolls is so cute and the reason behind it is even cuter and his determination to get it deserves appreciation. ‘Would you please accept this seagull as a token of my apology’~ truly love how he is taking this so seriously🥹love how he bonds with parker a lot in this chapter. the way he’s going all out to swim and the flippers part is so cute, love he’s also making sure for parker to not swim too far and the way they both shakes their wet hair at y/n is the cutest thing, definitely best duo💙 such a boyfriend goals mason is for being very keen of y/n about the bath tub🤭miss sleeps a lot is a cute nickname🤏🏻 ‘They’re garnets, my birthstone’ he really makes her feel loved but y/n trying to hide her dissapointment also hurt and she does not have to apologize for not having any gift🥺 ‘You being here is more than enough for me’ ~ he really loves her for who she is🥹 love how mason still wanted to know what made y/n feel sad. love how she could be honest with him and tell him her thoughts. i love how she’s the one who up the idea of marriage first👌🏻and her confession is top notch🥹love mason’s part, he remembered the details, really makes this closure feels special 🥹‘Everything you’ve just said is all I’ve ever dreamed of’ his words are so sweet and he’s totally right they’re soulmates💙the way she thought that he asked her to stand only for a hug is so funny🤣 ‘In this life and the next and all the other ones that come after it cause you’re it for me and I’m so lucky to have found you. Cause I feel like you were put there just for me to find.‘ thank you so much for writing such sweet words thats so heartwarming🥹the proposing with a ready salted hula hoop is so cute and love that the person she ask for permission is freya🥹’Parker look. Mummy and daddy are getting married’ ~ the cutest family💙 ‘I love you too, my little mountaineer’ ~ so cutee🤏🏻 so proud of you for wrapping up such a beautiful series and thank you for your efforts to write such a great series, every character are well thought and written💙

A Mountain To Climb: The Sequel

Chapter Twelve

Note - the final chapter 🥺 thank you to everyone who’s sent me feedback and interacted with me for this series. I had a lot of fun writing it and I’m hoping we go out with a bang 😏 love you guys 🩷

Pairing - Mason Mount × Reader

Word count - 10.5k

Warnings - series will contain fluff, smut and angst

Masterlist

When Mason asked where you’d like to go on a long weekend, the last last place he was expecting you to say was Cornwall.

To say he was confused was an understatement and you could tell by the way he was looking at you that he wasn’t sure what to say but you held your ground. He’d asked you where and that’s what you wanted.

‘But we could literally go anywhere, like in the world’

‘I know’

‘And you want to go to Cornwall?’

‘Yes please’ you smiled sweetly but he still looked bewildered buy your choice. ‘I know it’s a little unconventional but I spent a lot of summers there growing up and it’s a special place to me. I just thought it might be nice to share that part of my life with you but if you’re happy spending thousands on a private jet to the middle of nowhere then that’s fine too’

His face immediately softened when you told him, knowing he loved it when you opened up about yourself. Even after all this time there was still so much you were learning about each other and with a quick kiss to your nose he pulled out his phone.

‘If my baby wants to go to Cornwall then that’s where we’re going. But you best believe I’m finding the best house there’ he told you, causing you to laugh as he scrolled through his phone intently.

You let him know the general area you’d be happy to go but you let him take it from there. He was insistent on it being a surprise so you let him take control of it, happy to go along white whatever he wanted as you trusted his judgement.

Considering you’d been official for over two years, the pair of you hadn’t really been away for more than a night or so just the two of you yet. Mason loved being around his family and friends every chance he got and since you spent most days just the pair of you, you were always happy to branch out with everyone else and just because you were with other people didn’t mean skipped out on alone time as Mason always made the effort to plan things for just you two.

Mason seemed insistent on it being your first solo trip this time, along with Parker and he made sure he asked you lots of questions about what you did on your holidays when you were young. Whilst you were excited about it, you were growing suspicious about everything. He told you it was just because it was well overdue that you had some time together but when his family came to see you a few days before you were due to go, you were left even more confused but their incessant teasing.

‘You sure you’ve packed everything, Mase?’ Jaz smiled cheekily but you saw him blush as he rolled his eyes. ‘Don’t want to forget anything do we’

‘No make sure you’ve double checked it all’ Debbie chimed in but the playful tone to her voice unnerved you.

‘Yeah yeah, just drop it’ he told them quietly. You could tell he was playing but he sounded a little stressy for some reason. So you didn’t bring it up again even though you wanted to be in on the joke with them.

Mason had arranged for you to take the train like you did growing up, telling you he didn’t fancy the long drive down however you’d never been in first class before and you couldn’t deny you felt a little smug as you took your seats. He let you have the window seat but used this to his advantage so he could lean on you to look outside, laughing at his excited face when he caught sight of the sea. Parker was also very well behaved as he mostly just slept in between your legs.

The car he’d hired for the few days you were here felt like it would be too big for the tiny Cornish streets but as he drove you realised you wouldn’t be staying in a town like you normally would.

You were driving down a tiny dirt track for about five minutes with no end in sight but just as you were about to make a joke about this being another long winded way of kidnapping you he mad a turn to the right and you were now in front of one of the most beautiful houses you’d ever seen. The grand sandstone building had huge windows and a beautiful view of the sea and you felt bewildered by the sight of it.

‘Mason this is…’

‘Not bad huh?’ He winked, jumping out of the car so he could run around to your side and help you out. You arms went around his neck immediately, pulling him in for a quick kiss and his sparkly eyes melted you as you pulled away.

‘Not bad? I didn’t know there were places like this here’

‘Neither did I’ he laughed, letting Parker out before grabbing your hands so he could lead you to the door and locate the key. ‘How about we have a little look round, I’ll get the bags in and then we go grab some food?’ He suggested and you agreed as he lead you through the front door.

If you thought the outside was beautiful then the inside needed and new word invented for it. A beautiful living room with a huge glass window that took up the whole wall meaning you could look out to sea and a generous kitchen with everything you could ever need. You were looking around in awe but everything kicked up a notch when he took you outside and your eyes fell on the cute sofas and fire pit just like you had in Arnham but the addition of a hot tub made you squeal in delight.

‘Mason this is amazing, thank you’ you laughed, throwing your arms around him as you squeezed each other tightly.

After one more quick look around you hauled your bags inside, unpacking your clothes before getting back into the car so you could pop to the big Tesco for food. Thankfully you managed to remain anonymous and make it there and back without any issues so once you’d unpacked the food you let him know you were going to take a quick shower and freshen up.

When you came back downstairs you found Mason sat at the window seat, back resting against the wall at he looked out to sea. He seemed completely in his own world and you almost felt bad going over to disturb him but the loving look on his face as he caught your eyes made it worthwhile. His hands reaching forward to silently ask you to sit with him so you crawled in between his legs as laid your body against his. Both of your arms around each other as he gently left little kisses along your hairline.

‘What you doing here?’ You asked softly, feeling him chuckle under you but when you looked up at him he didn’t want to meet your eyes.

‘Just watching the boats’ he told you, your eyes following his line of vision to see the cargo ships in the distance slowly making their way across the horizon before looking back up at him.

Even from this angle he was the most beautiful man you’d ever seen and you couldn’t help but reach up to place an gentle kiss on his lips. He kissed you back immediately, moving to cup your jaw so he could hold you in place but you both didn’t take anything further. Both content with lazily brushing your lips together as you held each other for comfort.

These quiet moments together were your favourite, just being with him settled your mind more than anything else and the fact you knew you could both hide out for a little while made you even happier.

When he eventually pulled away, he kept looking at you, his eyes warm and soft as they flickered over your face and you felt a small shiver run through you just from his loving look.

‘I’ve been thinking about tonight’ he told you quietly, thumb stroking your cheek as you nodded up to him. ‘How about I make us some dinner and then we take a drive into town? We can take a walk and get some ice cream maybe and I’m pretty sure there’s an arcade on the pier and I don’t know about you but I’m feeling like a winner’

‘Sounds perfect’ you laughed, pecking his lips one more time before settling back into his body. You could feel him pulling you further into him as he nuzzled into your hair before looking back out to sea.

You made dinner together just like you used to, before getting changed to go out, deciding to leave parker at the house as he was tired from all the traveling and had spent most of his afternoon laid up in his new doggy bed. It was still sunny but the temperature had dropped so you made sure to wrap up before he drove you into the town so you could have a look around.

‘What ice cream do you want baby?’ He asked, pulling you into the quiet shop, watching his face light up as his eyes scanned all the flavours.

‘You pick first, I’m still looking’ you told him, noticing how he picked the most expensive cone with extra chocolate around the side and a flake and once the girl behind the counter handed it over to him it was almost the size of his head. ‘Really, Mase?’ You laughed as he smiled at you cheekily.

‘What? I’m never allowed this normally, thought I’d go all out’

‘Go and sit down’ you laughed, pointing to the stool by the window so he would be out of the way for you to pick yours. You decided to go for the same fancy cone as him but you only got one scoop as you were still full up from dinner and once you’d paid you met him by the door.

‘Hold this and I’ll pay’ he told you, trying to pass his half demolished ice cream to you but you shook your head before trying to lace your fingers through his to lead him outside.

‘I’ve paid, let’s go’

‘Why did you do that?’

‘Cause you paid for this whole thing, I think it’s only fair i buy you an ice cream at least’

‘Well if I’d of known you were paying I would of got a smaller one’ he laughed, squeezing your hand as you made you way down the high street and down to the beach. There were still a few people around but for the most part it was quiet meaning you could take a slow walk along the beach without being disturbed.

‘It’s pretty here’

‘See I have good taste’ you winked. ‘Are you glad you listened to me?’

‘I always listen to you’ he laughed, pulling you in front of him so he could hold you as you walked before stopping to look out onto the horizon so you could watch the sun slip behind the sea.

You felt a peace for the first time in a little while, his cheek resting on top of your head and arms around your waist making you feel warm and safe and judging by the way you could feel him relaxing into you, you could tell Mason felt the same.

Not too long after he turned you both so you could face each other, brushing some loose hair behind your ears before cupping your jaw so he could place feather light kisses over your nose and across your cheeks.

‘I love you so much’ he whispered,

‘I love you too’ you told him. Breath caught in your throat at how romantic this all seemed and the way he was looking down at you made your heart race in your chest.

He looked like he was going to say something else but he just gave his head a small shake before kissing your forehead.

‘You still fancy going on the pier?’

‘Yeah, okay. I quite like the idea of beating you at something’ you smiled, pulling him along as he laughed behind you. He teased you the whole way along the pier about how he was gonna make you eat your words and as soon as you walked in he was straight over to the basketball hoop.

‘But I’m no good at this’ you laughed ‘I like the ones where you put the 2p’s in until they all fall out’ you explained with a huff but he wasn’t having it, handing you a ball and setting your hoop up so you could play against each other. You were even worse than you thought you’d be and the excited shrills coming from Mason were really putting you off.

‘New high score baby’ he teased, pinching your side and you were starting to realise you were in for a long evening.

You knew Mason was competitive but the fact that it extended to meaningless games like this made you giggle until you we’re starting to get annoyed about all the games he was winning.

‘Fancy a game of air hockey?’ He asked, walking over to the now free table and even though you didn’t feel like being humiliated again you followed him over and took up your position. You’d never played before but it seemed simple enough and as soon as the puck was flying in your direction you were quick to hit it back straight into Masons goal.

You both stood in shock, eyes wide as you looked at each other and whilst you wanted to laugh you could see his brows were furrowed a little.

‘Beginners luck’ he huffed, retrieving the puck and placing it back onto the table before getting back into position. You had a pretty good rhythm going for a few minutes until once again you blasted your puck into his goal. ‘What the fuck’ he moaned, louder than he intended and you cheekily shushed him as there were kids around.

‘Mason, language’

‘Yeah, whatever. Are you ready?’ He asked, chucking the puck down again and not even waiting for you but you were too quick and managed to hit the puck right back to him.

His face was a picture, concentration and anger all over his features but you were on a high. Happy you were finally good at something and you knew you shouldn’t of but you felt the need to rub it in a little.

‘Come on Mase, I thought you were good at attacking and defending? You’ve been shocking at both so far’

‘I don’t normally play with my arms, smart arse’ he growled, hitting the puck as hard as he could but it just ended up bouncing off both sides and into his own goal. ‘This is bullshit, you must be cheating’ he fumed, slamming the puck back down and for a second you thought about easing up on him a little bit but he’d rubbed your face in it all night and you figured he could use a taste of his own medicine. You ended up winning 5-0 in the end and he was more furious than you’d ever seen him.

‘Oh come on Mase, you lost one game it’s not the end of the world’ you tried reassure him, walking round to place your hand on his arm but he shrugged you off, mumbling something under his breath as he walked the other way. ‘Mase?’ you pouted, following him outside but he didn’t stop for you.

‘Surprised you can hear me over that massive ego’ he murmured, making his way over to the railing so he could look out to sea and even though you knew he was just being silly and a little but hurt you couldn’t deny his words stung a little bit. You didn’t think you’d been overly obnoxious, not half as bad as he’d been but by the way he was reacting to you, you wondered if you’d gone too far.

‘Mase? Please don’t tell me you’re this upset about a game of air hockey’ you asked, brushing up besides him as he let out a deep breath he’d been holding.

‘I don’t like loosing’

‘I know but it doesn’t mean anything’ you reasoned, bumping your shoulder into his before forcing you way into his arms so you could hold his face in between yours hands. He was still pouting a little bit so you tried to kiss it away, feeling a sense of accomplishment come over you as he smiled gently. ‘Why don’t we have another game?’

‘Nah, let just play something else’ he told you, shaking his head and looking around to see what different things they had outside before his eyes fell on a game where you had to throw balls at some clowns to knock them down and you stood and cheered him on as he threw the balls as hard as he could.

‘What shall we do with all our tickets?’ You asked holding them all in your arms but you knew it wouldn’t be enough for anything worth having as you’d taken a look at the prizes and they were worth way more than you had. ‘Shall we give them away?’

‘Yeah, let me find someone’ he smiled, eyes scanning the arcade until he saw a little boy in an England shirt. You watched him carefully approach, tapping him on the shoulder and your heart melted as the little boy realised who it was. A look of shock and disbelief taking over his face as Mason knelt down to his level. ‘Hello mate, I’ve got a load of tickets but I don’t have time to change them up. Would you like them?’ He asked and the little boy nodded his head before throwing him self at Mason for a cuddle.

‘Thank you’ he murmured adorably, pulling back so Mason could hand the tickets over and you could tell the little boy was overwhelmed as his bottom lip started to tremble.

‘You alright, mate?’ Mason asked softly before the boy was hugging Mason again. You didn’t often get to see Mason interacting with fans like this but Every time it made your heart soar. He was so loving and soft and you just wanted to kiss him all over his perfect face.

It didn’t take long for the boys dad to come over, wondering why a random man was hugging his kid but as soon he clocked it was Mason they were all laughing. You offered to take a picture of the three of them as a parting gift and as you strolled towards the exit you felt him bump your arm and nod over to the air hockey table.

‘One more game? Winner takes all?’ He laughed, trying to make it look as though he was kidding but you could see the seriousness in his eyes so you walked him over and you yourselves set up.

He was really really trying to beat you, practically leaning halfway across the table as his tongue fell from his mouth in concentration. You were giving as good as you got though, knowing he wanted to win but you weren’t about to let him off easy and after a few intense minutes you smashed the puck directly into his goal.

‘Yesssss!’ You cried, jumping in the air to the side of the table so you could impersonate one of his goal celebrations by pretending to throw a fire ball at him but he just stood looking at you with a stoney expression whilst he bit the inside of his cheek. ‘Oh come on Mase, join in’

‘No’

‘So you’ll do it with Chilly but not with me?’

‘Get back over there or I’ll start without you’ he grumbled as you circled him, laughing your head off at how you kept winning but you were soon back in your place and ready to go again. He slammed the puck down once more and you could see the determination in his eyes but you weren’t quite ready for the force he hit the puck with or the pain that seared through your hand when it hit you at an awkward angle.

You jumped back, yelping in pain as you cradled your aching hand before looking towards Mason. He was staring back at you with wide eyes and a guilty expression.

‘Shit, y/n. I’m so fucking sorry, are you okay?’ He panicked, rushing over to take a look but you held your hand to your chest. ‘Baby? Please I’m so sorry you know I didn’t do it on purpose. Please let me see’

‘It’s fine’ you sighed, letting him take your hand so he could inspect it but there wasn’t much to see in the dark. That didn’t stop his from bringing your hand to his lips so he could pepper it with small kisses and even though you were a little mad with him you couldn’t help but smile.

‘I think I need to accept that air hockey isn’t my game’ he told you with a sigh before cupping your jaw so he could press a delicate kiss to your lips. ‘Im so sorry baby, I feel awful’ he whispered.

‘You should’ you laughed, pulling away so you could grab his hand and link your fingers together. ‘I think we should end the game there’

‘I think so too’ he said shyly, and upset frown on his face as he was clearly annoyed with himself for lashing out like he had but he let you pull him outside to the exit, walking passed the claw machines and you were almost at the end when he pulled you over to stand in front of one.

‘Look baby, they’ve got the little seagulls with chips in their mouths’ he told you excitedly, your mind automatically going back a few weeks to when you’d both gone to visit Portsmouth. Taking Summer and Mila for a walk on the beach in the afternoon and it was all going well until Mason was attacked by the same birds for his chips. The memory of him squealing and shouting in fear was still fresh in your mind and you couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of it. ‘Let me win you one to say sorry’

‘It’s fine, Mase’ you told him ‘no one ever wins these things’ you tried to explain but he just shook his head and grabbed a load of coins from his pocket.

‘Well I’m not stopping till I get one. I don’t care how much it costs’ he mumbled, already pressing the button to make the claw go down to grab one. It was halfway up before it fell out and you let him have a few more goes until he offered you a try. It was all in vein though, you not having any more luck than mason and all you seemed to be doing was flipping them over at this point so you told him you were done but he clearly wasn’t.

You’d been on the pier for a while now, your legs and body tired not just from tonight but from the whole day so you went and took a seat on a bench near by, facing away from Mason and out to sea. You couldn’t exactly see it cause it was so dark but you could hear the waves and the sound made you feel at peace.

It was only a few minutes later when you felt someone brush up besides you and you knew it was Mason instantly. He stopped just in front of you with his hands behind his back before kneeling so you were at the same hight.

‘Y/n’ he smiled, trying to be serious but you could see the smile gently playing on his lips.

‘Mason’ you replied, leaning forward just a touch, fluorescent lights of the games dancing over his face and making him look even more beautiful to the point you wanted to close the gap and kiss him but you knew he had more to say.

‘Would you please accept this seagull as a token of my apology’ he told you seriously, revealing the toy from behind his back with a smile, causing you to laugh as you reached for it.

‘I accept your apology Mason’ you told him softly, reaching over to cup his jaw and leave a soft kiss on his lips. He hummed appreciatively into your mouth instantly, kissing you back a little bit harder but you pulled back after a few moments. Remembering where you were and who you were with. ‘Shall we head back?’

‘Sounds perfect’

The next day Mason had reserved for a beach day and lucky enough for the pair of you the weather seemed to be playing along. You woke up to bright sunshine but an empty bed so after you’d pulled on one of Masons shirts you plodded downstairs to see if you could find him.

He was stood in the kitchen, packing what appeared to be a picnic basket in nothing but a pair of shorts and his face softened as soon as his eyes met yours.

‘Good morning sleeping beauty’ he mumbled, pressing a kiss to your forehead before another gentle one to your lips.

‘What time is it?’ You asked, wrapping your arms around him as he carried on packing the basket, feeling his body vibrate as he chuckled underneath you.

‘10:15’

‘That’s not that late’

‘It is, you’ve only got an hour and 45 minutes left of the morning. I’ve done loads while you’ve been asleep’

‘Oh yeah? Like what?’

‘Well I went for a run with Parker, came back and had a shower and went out again to a little bakery I saw in the village. Got us some lunch for the beach in there and a little bit of breakfast’ he smiled, nodding towards plate of pastries that were sat just to the right of him and you felt your tummy rumble immediately.

‘Thank you Masey’ you murmured softly before kissing his back and taking a step over to pick up your favourite.

‘You’re welcome. When you’re ready we’ll get everything together and head down yeah?’ He smiled, gesturing down to the sandy beach that you could see from your giant window in your living room and you nodded quickly before jumping up to run back upstairs and get changed.

The walk down to the beach didn’t take long but Mason seemed insistent on bringing half your luggage with him but by the time he’d set everything up you were happy he had. The little chair he’d carried down was comfier than you thought it would be and once you were ready to get settled you striped yourself down into your bikini you watched Masons jaw drop.

‘Holy mother of god’ he he said lowly, his eyes eating you up as he took in your figure. You didn’t think it was anything too exciting, a simple black bikini top and matching high waisted bottoms but you knew it looked good and the fact that the bottom was more of a thong than anything else was a bit risky but it was worth it to see the look in his eye. ‘If there wasn’t other people around I would be on you in a second you look unreal’

‘You like?’ You teased, giving him a quick twirl before sitting down, and the way he parted your legs so he could slip his body in between let you know he did. Even after all this time together he still looked at you like it was the first time and you hummed into his mouth as he pressed a heavy kiss on your lips.

‘I love. You’re such a tease I swear’ he whispered, his fingers dancing along the waistband of your bottoms before trailing them down the tops of your thighs. ‘You wait till later I’m gonna make you feel so good’ his breathed, his lips just touching yours and after a quick kiss he was jumping up so he could whip his top off.

If the way you felt about him in this moment was the same way he felt about you then you got why he was looking at you the way he was. You saw Masons body often but you never got tired of the sight. His soft hips were a contrast to the hardness of his abs but he was perfect to you in every single way and you had to restrain yourself from reaching for him so you could kiss all over his tummy.

You both quickly got to work sun creaming each other up, Mason paying extra attention to your bum, telling you the only burn you should ever feel there should be from his hand print but the sexy and assertive Mason was soon out the window as he popped on his mask and snorkel so he could go for a swim.

‘You look ridiculous’ you laughed, settling down into your chair as he pouted at you playfully.

‘Yeah well I’ll remember you said that when I see some cool fish and you wanna have a look’ he pouted, sounding like he had a cold as his nose was sucked into the mask and you sat watching him confused as he started rummaging through a bag he’d bought down with him. You couldn’t contain your laughter as he produced a pair of flippers and you wondered where the hell he’d been hiding them.

‘You can’t be serious’ you giggled, almost crying with laughter as he struggled to get them on but he was soon up, taking massive floppy steps towards the sea and flipping you off with a chuckle as you laughed to the point of tears.

‘Come on Parker, daddy will take you for a swim’

‘You make sure you look after him’ you shouted but you knew Parker was in safe hands with Mason.

Once he was at the shore and in deep enough, he flopped in, taking a few strokes out so he was a bit deeper before floating face down. It was fun watching him for a little bit, just floating as he looked around and tried to make sure Parker didn’t swim too far away but you could feel your eyes getting heavy and since he was occupied you adjusted your hat to make sure the sun wasn’t beating down on your face too hard before relaxing so you could take a little nap. You could just feel yourself drifting off when splashes of cold water woke you up with a fright.

There stood Mason, fresh from the sea and shaking his hair at you as Parker did the same, and you screeched as you flew up from the chair.

‘Mason what the fuck’ you moaned, rushing towards him but he somehow managed to grab you and manoeuvre you so you were flung over his shoulder, rushing down back towards the sea and you were sure the sounds of your laughter could be heard from miles away. ‘Please don’t throw me in’ you managed to get out as he started wading in but when the water came to just passed his knees he moved you so your legs were around his waist as he he held you by your bum. His eyes were sparking with joy and even though he seemed to have all the power over you and could literally drop you in the freezing water at any second, you couldn’t help but lean over and kiss him.

‘I wouldn’t do that to you baby, I’ve got you I promise’ he whispered against your lips softly and you smiled at how adorable he was being with you now.

The water wasn’t as cold as you thought it was going to be but it was still a shock. He walked in slowly though and before you knew it the water was up to your chest, legs still around him as he held you to his body as Parker watched you closely from the shore, not wanting to get wet again by the looks of things and you didn’t blame him.

‘Are you having a nice time?’ He asked quietly, kissing your nose gently before his lips moved to your cheeks and then across your jaw.

‘Yeah, I’m glad we can have some time just the two of us’ you smiled, relaxing at the feel of his lips. ‘Well three of us I suppose’ you laughed, your thumbs brushing along the imprint the mask had left on his cheeks before kissing along the marks and watching his cheeks flush. He was so adorable and you loved the way he still reacted to your touch but it was the reaction of having you wrapped around him that had you feeling something pressing against you that made you eye him curiously.

‘I’ve literally got your bare bum in my hands, what do you expect?’ he laughed cheekily causing you to hide your face in his neck as his chest rumbled underneath you.

You were both quiet for a moment, just holding each other as you relished in the peace. Watching the sparse clouds roll through the sky and the sound of the waves relaxed you more that anything and you knew then and there that there was no where else you’d rather be, or would ever want to be again, than in the arms of the man who you loved more than you ever thought you could.

You pulled away so you could look at him, a soft look in his warm eyes and your heart thudded at the way he was staring at you. You could feel the love pouring from him and it only took you a second to lean forward so you could press you lips to his.

It was a slow lazy kiss, one that warmed your belly and made your skin tingle more than the sun ever could but you were both smiling too much to get any further into it. In the end just resting your foreheads against each others so he could rub his nose against yours every so often.

Mason carefully walked you out of the sea and placed you on the sand at the shore right by Parker so you could walk back to your stuff hand in hand but rather than sit in your chair you laid down with him as Parker got comfy by your legs. Mason on his front with his head on your shoulder and arm slung over your waist as you ran your fingers through his hair softly until you feel his breathing change and you knew he was asleep.

He wasn’t out for long, waking up to complain he was hungry so he dished out all the food he’d bought that morning and you sat in between his legs with your back to his chest so you could still be close.

It was early evening when you headed back up to the house. Mason had let you use his mask and snorkel but you passed up the opportunity of wearing his flippers and the only thing you could see was seaweed as he helped you move around. You didn’t get the appeal though so you went back to sit so you could read your book and he could take another nap before taking Parker on a big walk. Your plan for the evening was to cook again before taking some drinks and snacks out to the fire pit in the garden and make use of the hot tub but you felt sandy and gross as soon as you stepped inside and Mason could tell instantly.

‘You fancy a bath? That one’s massive upstairs and I really wanna try it’ he smiled, kissing your nose aster you nodded. ‘I’ll go run it for us yeah?’

‘Okay, I’ll just pop this stuff in the fridge and I’ll be up’ you smiled and with one final kiss he vanished.

The sea air must of got to Parker and you watched him trot right over to his bed before getting settled and you dished him out some food and water before scratching behind his ears in the way he loved. He was out soon after and with a quick kiss to his head you made your way to Mason.

You didn’t think you’d been that long but by the time you made it to the bathroom he was already in the bath, head back against the edge as he laid there peacefully and no matter how quiet you’d wanted to be, he felt you move besides him and his eyes were on yours.

‘Come on slow coach, I’ve got it the perfect temperature’ he laughed, watching you undress with hungry eyes before helping you in to sit in front of him. Your back to his chest as you leant your head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around your middle.

‘This bath is massive’ you laughed, the water just below your neck. ‘It’s like double the size of ours’

‘Is this you telling me you want one like this at home’

‘I wouldn’t say no’

‘I mean if it means we get to take more baths together then I’m all for it’ he told you cheekily, his hands trailing down your body so he could grip your thighs with his fingers, massaging the inner parts of them.

You let out a soft sigh, relaxing back into him even further as you enjoyed the way his fingers were dancing over your skin but you knew this was only ending one way. Your suspicions were confirmed when his hand hooked under your right thigh so he could lift your leg and place it over the edge of the bath so he could access you better. His left hand reaching for your chest and you bit your lip at the contact.

‘Just relax for me, baby. Let me take care of you’ he whispered into your ear and all you could do was nod whilst you tried to do what he said.

You gasped when you finally felt his fingers trace along your folds. You knew he was being extra gentle with you which you loved and given with how relaxed you were, you were ready to let him do what he wanted so when he finally brushed over where you needed him most you couldn’t help but moan loudly.

‘That’s it’s baby. You sound so pretty like that’ he murmured, gently rubbing you in slow circles as he palmed your boob with his free hand. ‘That feel good?’

‘Mmhmm’ you managed to get out, cursing under your breath straight after as he way playing with you just how you liked it and even though he’d only just started you could feel the start of your high bubbling away.

‘Look at me’ he whispered and you managed to turn your head slightly to look into his eyes. ‘Such a good girl for me, aren’t you?’ He asked, lowering his fingers down to your entrance and you gasped as he teased a finger in.

‘Mase’ you whimpered, holding onto the edge of the bath for some stability as he added another. Slowly pumping them in and out of you as you clenched around him and you could of sworn you were seeing stars. He knew you like the back of his hand, knew exactly where to touch you and how to drive you wild and if he really wanted to he could make you reach your high in no time at all but you knew he was dragging everything out as he delicately pulsed his fingers inside of you.

‘You’re so beautiful baby’ He spoke against your neck before gently sucking on the skin at the base of it. You were so turned on by his words and his fingers working away inside of you that you couldn’t help but grind down onto him a little bit but the hand on your chest soon moved down to your hip so he could hold you in place. ‘Nuh uh. This is about you’

‘But Mase-‘

‘I know, but you need to cum first yeah?’ He told you softly, his thumb now back on your clit to help you and the moan that left your lips would of embarrassed you if you hadn’t been too caught up on how he was making you feel. ‘I can feel how close you are, gorgeous. Come on, let it out for me’

Mason knew his words got you off just as much as his actions did so all so his encouragements were just getting you to the edge faster and soon enough you felt the coil snap. Profanities falling from your lips and he rode you through it and the gentle coaxing from him made it even better until you were spent and he slowly removed his fingers from you.

‘Shall we get in the shower? Wash everything off?’ You suggested, a cheeky glimmer in your eyes that he caught onto immediately and after a quick kiss he was helping you out so he could pull you into the shower.

You grabbed his shower gel quickly, soaping your hands up so you could rub it over him under the guise that you were simply helping him wash but it was really an excuse so that you could touch him. Working your way around to his back so you could lean your chest against him and as soon as he placed his hands on the wall in front of him to help him balance, you let your hands trail down to his length so you could start to stroke over him.

That first moan felt like heaven, made your knees weak and your head fuzzy but you knew what you had to do.

You wanted to hear him. Hear the way you were driving him crazy. You wanted to feel his body tense as you pulled his high from him. You wanted to see that pretty pink pout on his lips as he finally came undone, confident in the knowledge that it was you that had caused it. You had made him feel that good.

‘Y/n, p-please’ he breathed, clearly wanting you to speed your movements up a little bit but you were going slow on purpose.

You ignored his pleas, kissing over his back as your other hand softly roamed his abs and you revelled in the way they fluttered under your touch. Letting the warm water trickle over your bodies and wash the soap away as you slowly pleasured him. The moans pouring from his throat were sinful and the rush of adrenaline you seemed to be getting from this made you feel better than you thought it would.

You didn’t want him to cum like this though, wanted to see him. Feel him. Taste him.

Not wanting to waste any time as you knew he was on the edge, you let go and spun him around. Pressing his back up against the tiles and dropping a quick kiss to his lips before you started kissing down his body, paying extra attention to your favourite mole before getting on your knees and down to business. You could tell he was aching for some relief so you didn’t mess around or try and tease him, taking him in your mouth straight away and from the way he let out a shuddery breath you knew he was ready for you.

You were determined to make him feel the best he ever had so you let your fingers trail over his thighs before you grabbed his wrists so you could move them into your hair. He caught on straight away, pulling it up and away out of your face gently as you flashed your eyes up to look at him. He was looking straight back, eyes dark and lips parted as he let out shallow breaths and the look of pleasure on his face gave you a push to keep going.

‘Fuck, y/n. You look so fucking good baby’ he whimpered, letting you take control and do what you wanted to him.

You knew what he liked though, able to reduce him to a grunting mess in no time and without warning you felt him try to still your movements like usual when he was just about to let go but you fought him, continuing to bob up and down on him as you swallowed him down until he couldn’t take it anymore and pulled you off with a pop.

He didn’t say a word, simply hoisted you up and pulled you into his arms so he could hold you. The pair of content in each other's arms as the warm water washed away your sins. Only pulling back to give each other a soft kiss as you laughed at each other shyly.

‘Shall we get out? We’ll start looking like raisins soon’ he joked but you let him pull you out and wrap you in a towel before leading you back into your room and popping you down on the end of the bed whilst he found the pair of you some clothes to change into.

‘You okay there my love?’ He asked, drooping a kiss on your forehead as you let out a yawn when he placed one of his shirts and your shorts in your lap.

‘Just a little sleepy that’s all’ you smiled up at him, your head resting in his hand that he was using to support the side of your head and you smiled at each other softly.

‘Why don’t you have a nap then? I’ll go make dinner and check on Parker. I’ll come and get you when it’s done’

‘No Mase it’s fine’

‘Well I’m ordering you to take a nap missy’ he smiled, lightly pulling you up so he could help you get changed and once you were he pushed you down onto the bed before dropping a kiss on your cheek. ‘I’ll come wake you up soon okay?’

‘Okay’ you chuckled, snuggling down to hopefully get some rest. It had been a long day and even though you hadn’t done much you still felt exhausted. Hoping a quick Power Nap would set you up for the rest of the evening.

You were woken up by a strange tussling sound, your eyes opening ever so slightly so you could find the source of the noise and your eyes were on Mason immediately. His back was facing you as he played around with whatever was In his hands and you almost shut your eyes again until you saw what he was holding when he turned slightly.

A little black box.

A little black ring box.

It was open and you couldn’t see what was in it but you had a good guess from the soft smile on his face as he looked down into it. Suddenly the teasing from his family made sense as to why he had to double check that he’d packed everything and your whole body froze as you realised what this trip was for and Why he was so insistent on you picking somewhere that was special to you.

He wanted to make it even more special.

The snap of the box as he shut it made you jump but you shut your eyes immediately to make it look like you were asleep and only when Mason came over to try and wake you up did you look at him. Trying you hardest to pretend like you hadn’t seen what you just had.

‘Come on, miss sleeps a lot. If you don’t wake up now you won’t sleep tonight’ he told you softly, his lips pressing soft kisses all over your face until you opened your eyes to look at him. ‘There she is. Dinner won’t be long so I thought I’d get you up’ he murmured, placing one final kiss to your forehead before getting up to chase Parker out the door.

You were trying to act as natural as possible so he didn’t find out you knew his secret but he seemed to be acting just as oblivious as you were to the point you’d forgotten about it until the next night when you’d finally gone for dinner out somewhere nice.

The restaurant was small and quiet but it felt cosy and intimate as you sat and spoke about all your favourite parts of your little trip together. Laughing as you recalled the way he got so grumpy when he lost air hockey and the ridiculous way he’d looked in his flippers.

‘Thank you for a lovely weekend, Mase. I’ve had the best time’ you smiled and he smiled back just as warmly. A nervous look on his face slowly taking over his features before he gulped.

‘I have to’ he said quietly before stuffing his hand into his pocket. ‘There’s something I want to give you’ he whispered, placing his hand on the table before pushing a small black box in your direction.

It was the same one you’d seen him look at earlier when he thought you’d been asleep and your breath caught in your throat as your eyes met his.

‘Mase, what’s this?’

‘Open it and find out’ he whispered, nodding down to the box but you didn’t think you had the strength to do it. He was staring you down though so with shaking hands you lifted the box and opened it.

A small pair of studs sat in inside, little red hearts carved from some sort of gem whilst tiny little diamonds sat on the bottom of them. They were beautiful and you gasped as your eyes flew up to meet Mason's excited ones.

‘They’re garnets, my birthstone’ he told you softly, a shiver rolling through you at how thoughtful he’d been however these were the last things you expected to be in there. ‘Do you like them?’

‘I love them’ you smiled, trying to act as natural as possible and ignore the sinking feeling in your tummy. You felt a little silly for assuming it would be something else now but you didn’t want him to catch on to what you were thinking. Forgetting he could read you like a book and always had been able to.

‘You sure? You can be honest with me, I can take them back’

‘No, don’t be silly’ you laughed, placing the box on the table before standing up so you could plant a quick kiss on his lips. ‘Thank you, Mase. They’re beautiful’

‘You’re welcome’ he replied shyly, reaching for your hand as you sat down so he could link your fingers together.

‘I feel bad, I don’t have anything for you’

‘Oh shush’ he laughed, squeezing your hand as he gazed at you lovingly. ‘You being here is more than enough for me’ he told you honestly and you felt your heart thud at the shy look on his face. ‘I’m serious. I know it’s not long but I love getting to do stuff like this when we can’

‘Me too’ you whispered, pulling his hand up so you could kiss his knuckles and your heart soared at the deep blush that took over his cheeks.

After dinner you decided to head back to the house. Another night by the fire pit calling your name so you quickly got changed before grabbing Parker and the marshmallows so you could get seated and ready for Mason to join you on your last evening in your own little slice of paradise.

‘You gonna tell me what’s wrong now?’ He asked, falling into the seat next to you before taking your hands into his. ‘And don’t say it’s nothing cause I know there’s something’

‘Mase-‘

‘Is it the earrings? It’s really not that big of a deal if you don’t like them-‘

‘No Mase’ you laughed ‘look, see? I’ve got them in’ you smiled, showing him your ears and your heart warmed at the soft smile on his face.

‘Well what is it then? You seem… disappointed’ he noted and you hadn’t realised you’d been so transparent. Then again this was Mason, he could read you like an open book and you contemplated brushing it off but in the end you realised you should probably be honest with him.

‘I’m gonna sound insane when I tell you’

‘No you won’t’ he smiled reassuringly and you took one last big beep breath before explaining.

‘The box these came in, it looks very similar to a box another piece of jewellery comes in. At first I thought it was going to be something else’

He was looking at you like he had no idea what you were talking about until you suddenly saw it click in his brain. His lips forming an ‘o’ but you couldn’t look at him for much longer and you felt your cheeks start to burn.

‘I didn’t even think’

‘It’s not your fault’ you laughed

‘So you’re disappointed it wasn’t what you thought it was’

‘I guess so’ you laughed, feeling him tickle your sides lightly to try and cheer you up before looking at you a bit more seriously.

‘Is that something you’d want? You know, to get married?’ He asked tentatively but your warm smile made him visibly relax.

‘If it’s not you Mase, then it’s not gonna be anyone’ you told him truthfully, your heart thudding at how his face softened at your words. ‘I told you once I’d made peace with that fact I’d probably always be alone but that’s not what I want anymore’

‘I don’t want that for you either’ he laughed.

‘I feel like we know what we want our future to look like and marriage would just be the next step you know?’

‘Yeah, you’re right’ he smiled, wider than you’d ever seen him smile before and it made you want to carry on talking so he would keep smiling.

‘I want to spend my life with you, Mase. And I don’t mind what that looks like. At some point I’d like to get married but I don’t mind if that’s now or ten years down the line. We’ve already spoken about mini mounts and if it happens but I just wanna carry on like we are you know? Just doing life together. You me and Parker’

The way he was looking at you was making your head spin, you were hoping you hadn’t said anything too much or gone too far but the soft kiss he left on your lips melted you and you felt okay again.

‘We’ve come a long way huh? Never thought I’d hear you talk about having my kids when we first were getting to know each other’ he joked

‘Well is that what you want?’

‘It’s what I’ve always wanted’ he whispered, kissing your cheek softly. ‘Remember that first night I stayed at yours? I came round and we made cookies?’

‘I remember’ you smiled, images of you and him being cheeky in the kitchen rolling through your mind and you felt warm at the memory.

‘When I saw you’d put a picture of us on your fridge I told myself I was gonna marry you one day. I know it seems like a lifetime ago but you’ve had me since I first saw you. You know you’ve completely ruined me for anyone else don’t you?’ he smiled brightly before getting serious again. ‘Then when I nearly lost you after my injury, that first night you were home I didn’t sleep. Just held you and told myself I’d never let you slip through my fingers again’

‘You haven’t’ you laughed, fingers dancing over the back of his hand before threading your fingers together.

‘Everything you’ve just said is all I’ve ever dreamed of’ he told you softly, his glossy eyes looking over into yours before you kissed him softly. ‘We’re soulmates, me and you. I’ve known it for the longest time and I just love you with everything I have’

‘Love you, too’ you whispered back, fingers still stroking over his skin as his eyes flickered over your face. His sweet words replaying in your ears and you knew he was right. He was your soulmate, and you’d both been out on this earth to find each other. There was a strange look in his eye but you couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was and in the next second he was trying to move you out of his lap.

‘Wait here a sec, yeah? I’ll be one minute’ he told you, untangling himself from you before dashing inside. You weren’t sure where what was happening but he was quicker than you thought he’d be, the same excited smile on his face and he made you laugh as he came towards you with grabby hands. ‘Stand up for me’

‘Why?’ You laughed, eyeing him curiously but he wasn’t backing down so you took his outstretched hands, letting him pull you up before walking you to the other side of the fire where he pulled you into a big hug. ‘Did you just pull me up for a hug’ you laughed after a few seconds but when he pulled back you realised it was a hug of reassurance more than anything else, your eyes darting to Parker who was now watching you both with with his head slightly tilted to the side as if he was just as unsure of what was going on as you were.

‘I need you to just listen to me, yeah?’ He chuckled, pulling back so he could hold your hands and look deep into your eyes. ‘I was waiting for the perfect moment but being with you, every moment is perfect’ he told you softly, letting go of one on your hands so he could reach into his back pocket before taking a step back and kneeling down on one knee in front of you.

It’s like you’d gone into autopilot, not really believing what you were seeing as his big brown eyes looked up at you full of hope.

‘I love you, y/n y/l/n. So so much. I don’t wanna wait ten years when I’ve known for a very long time that you’re the one for me. I tell myself all the time the best decision I ever made was going for a walk at 1am cause it led me to you and I’d do it again a million times over. In this life and the next and all the other ones that come after it cause you’re it for me and I’m so lucky to have found you. Cause I feel like you were put there just for me to find. This, what we have, I want that every day for as long as I possibly can’ he told you finally bringing his arm forward to reveal another black box, but he opened it for you this time, the ring you were expecting at dinner now sat proudly inside and you felt a shiver run through you at the sight of it. ‘Will you marry me?’

You couldn’t speak, collapsing to your knees in front of him so you could wrap your arms around his neck and you felt him chuckle as he pulled you into his body. You were sobbing your little heart out, unable to control your emotions but you wanted to look at him again, pulling back so you could hold his face in between your hands and the tear marks down his cheeks only made you sob harder.

‘Are you s-sure?’ You laughed, watching him roll his eyes before pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

‘Of course I’m sure, you big melon’ he laughed, squeezing your sides. ‘Come on, don’t leave me hanging. Is it a yes?’

‘It’s a yes’ you whispered, nodding your head furiously before pulling him towards you for a loving kiss. You could feel his relief pouring into you as you held onto each other like you might disappear. Only pulling back so you could rest your foreheads against each other to try and settle each other.

‘Can I put the ring on you now?’ He laughed after a moment of silence and you joined in with him, completely forgetting about the ring as you’d only spent half a second looking at it. You pulled away to look at each other but you couldn’t speak so you just nodded, watching in awe as he opened the box again to reveal the ring of your dreams.

You gasped lightly as he took it out, popping the box on the floor before taking your left hand with his seemingly shaky ones so he could slide the ring onto your ring finger and you were pleased to find it was the perfect size.

‘Do you like it? I can get it changed if you want-‘

You cut him off with a kiss, letting him know you loved it with your lips before pulling back to look into his warm eyes.

‘You could have proposed with a ready salted hula hoop and I still would have said yes’ you whispered, causing him to chuckle before pressing a light kiss to the tip of your nose.

‘I wish you would have told me that earlier. Would of saved me a lot of money’ he joked and you rolled your eyes before letting him help you up to stand. ‘Oh and before you ask, I got permission’

‘You spoke to my dad?’

‘No, Freya’ he winked, pulling you into a hug as you both laughed before he sat back to give you some air. ‘Parker look. Mummy and daddy are getting married’ Mason laughed, tapping his thighs so Parker would come over and join you and you laughed at his slow steps. Seemily unphased at how excited you were but you appreciated the face licks just the same.

You’d said it to each other tonight already, but you really couldn’t believe how far you and Mason had come. From not wanting to see him and ignoring his texts to sitting here with him now. The love of your life declaring he also wants to spend his life with you and you felt like the luckiest girl in the world. Everything the pair of you had been through, the good and the bad, had led you to here and you were so thankful to have finally found your home. The place and the person you belonged to.

After copious amounts of cuddling on the floor, Mason eventually moved you back to sit where you had been and you were holding onto him to dear life. Nothing felt real and you didn’t want to wake up from the dream you seemed to be in so you just held each other as you tried to contain your joy.

‘I can’t believe it’ you laughed, taking another glance at your ring before looking up into Mason's soft eyes.

‘The future Mrs Mount huh? Who would've ever thought’ ’

‘Not me’ you laughed, letting him wipe the last few tears from your face before placing a delicate kiss on your forehead. ‘I love you so much’

‘I love you too, my little mountaineer’

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masonmount Left with a girlfriend, came home with a fiancée 🤍

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Y/n loml 🥺🩷 I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you

masonmount how’s the view from up here baby? 😉

Y/n beautiful 😘

Freyaaaaxo damn son that’s a fat rock 🤭 also I’m not crying you’re crying. CONGRATS MUM AND DAD 🥰

masonmount wouldn’t be here without you 🩷

declanrice my boys all grown up 🥺 love you bro

masonmount family ❤️

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Y/n 😌

masonmount I’ll punch you in a minute

Freyaaaaxo Someone’s sleeping on the sofa tonight and it’s not Mason

sophiaaemelia watching the pair of you grow together has been so special. Congratulations my loves 🤍

Y/n miss you soph 🩷

benchilwell got my best man speech ready to go 😉

declanrice get in line

woody_ a trio of best men

lew.mount welcome to the family officially y/n! Proud of the pair you ❤️

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kaihavertz congratulations man 🤍 miss you guys

masonmount we miss you too

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Gareth Bale

This Biography is about one of the best Professional Footballer of the world Gareth Bale including his Height, weight, Age & Other Detail… Express info Real Name Gareth Frank Bale Nickname The Cannon, Welsh Winger Profession Footballer Age (as in 2023) 33 Years old Physical Stats & More Info Height in centimeters- 1.83 cm in meters- 1.83 m in Feet Inches- 6’ 1⁄2” Weight in Kilograms- 75 kg in Pounds- 165 lbs Body Measurements (approx.) - Chest: 45 Inches - Waist: 32 Inches - Biceps: 14 Inches Eye Colour Blue Hair Colour Brown Football Of Gareth Bale Professional Debut In May 2006 for Wales National Team Current Team Wales Football Team Real Madrid Jersey Number 11 Position Forward Coach/Mentor Harry Redknapp Achievements (main ones) • “Carwyn James Award” for the “BBC Wales Young Sports Personality of the Year” in Dec 2006. • “Barclays Player of the Month” for April 2010 • “Football League Young Player of the Year” on March 04, 2007. • “2010 BBC Cymru Wales Sports Personality of the Year.” • “Player of the Year” on April 17, 2011 for 2010-11 season by Professional Footballers Association. • “PFA Players' Player of the Year," 2012-2012. • "Young Player of the Year," 2012-1013. Career Turning Point 2010–11 UEFA Champions League Personal Life Of Gareth Bale Date of Birth July 16, 1989 Birth Place Cardiff, Wales, United Kingdom Zodiac sign/Sun sign Cancer Nationality Welsh Hometown Cardiff, Wales, United Kingdom School Whitchurch High School College N/A Educational Qualifications High School (2005), Grade A in PE Family Father- Frank Bale (School Teacher) Mother- Debbi Bale (Operation Manager) Sister- Vicky Bale Brother- N/A Religion Atheist Ethnicity Welsh and British Hobbies Playing Golf, spending time with family and watching Premiere League. Controversies • He spurred controversy with his comments on England Football. He said, "They big themselves up before they've done anything, so we're going to go there and believe we can beat them." "I think we've got a lot more passion and pride about us than them. We'll definitely show that on the day. I don't know what it is but, if you're Welsh, we feel more pride and passion than anyone else. "Look at the national anthem, everyone sings, the whole stadium. I don't think any other nation would do that. Being Welsh just brings it out of you." Asked how many England players would get into the Wales team, Bale cheekily responded "None." Favourite Things Of Gareth Bale Favourite Footballers Christiano Ronaldo Favourite Food Chicken wrap, medium sauce, Spanish dry cured ham, Jamon, Dairy Milk or Galaxy chocolates Favourite Hotel Txistu, Madrid, Spain Favourite Football Trick Side-step Favourite Color Red Girls, Family & More Of Gareth Bale Marital Status Married Affairs/Girlfriends Emma Rhys-Jones Wife Emma Rhys-Jones (High School Sweetheart) Children Daughters- Nava Valentina Alba Viola Money Factor Of Gareth Bale Salary $35.9 millions (Including $10 million from endorsements) Net Worth $90 million House La Finca mansion. ($2.3 million) Cars Audi R8 This Biography written by www.welidot.com Read the full article

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Babes in Arms (1939)

When did the “theater kid” stereotype become a term of dismissal? Through my secondary school days (and this goes for those in secondary education at the present time, too), the theater kid designation was always derisive, to denote classmates too obsessed with musical theater and often keeping to their own clique. Being an orch dork myself in those days, I found myself in an awkward middle ground: understanding fully a theater kid’s love of musical theater, yet a bit intimidated by their devotion to the medium.

The above is a circuitous way to ironically note that I have never been uncomfortable with Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer’s (MGM) hey-kids-let’s-put-on-a-show musicals of the 1930s and ‘40s. Central to that subgenre of musical at MGM were Judy Garland and Mickey Rooney – both embodying, in most of their ten joint movie appearances from 1937-1948, the traits identifiable to anyone who understands how theater kids behave. Their movie musical collaborations contain no narratives of note, just sheer musical and choreographic virtuosity that holds up more than eighty years later. Babes in Arms, directed by Busby Berkeley, is the first of Berkeley’s unofficial “Backyard Musical” series starring Garland and Rooney – later followed by Strike Up the Band (1940) and Babes on Broadway (1941). Having seen only the middle film of that trilogy before, Babes in Arms is the weaker of the two I have completed. But for a roughly ninety-minute romp with puffed-up adolescent drama and a modest budget, Babes in Arms is decent value for those interested in movie musicals and the filmographies of those involved.

It is 1921 somewhere in America. Vaudeville patriarch Joe Moran (Charles Winninger) announces the birth of his only child, a son. Fatefully, his son is literally born on stage. Fast forward to the late 1930s and we find Joe’s son, Mickey (Mickey Rooney) teaming up with girlfriend Patsy Barton (Judy Garland; whose character comes from a different vaudeville family) to sell one of his songs to a music publishing company. He’s on piano; she’s the singer as they perform “Good Morning” (yes, that same song Gene Kelly, Debbie Reynolds, and Donald O’Connor hoofed so magnificently to in 1952’s Singin’ in the Rain). The publishers unsurprisingly purchase Mickey’s song. $100 (more than $2,000 in 2022’s USD) in hand, Mickey returns home to his parents but is aghast to learn that his parents – who left the vaudeville circuit shortly after the 1927 introduction of synchronized sound in movies – are heading back on tour without him. To convince his parents to bring him along, he and Patsy piece together a plan that any spurned child might pursue: to put on a show with the other musically talented kids in the community (deeming themselves the “Babes in Arms”).

Teenage drama ensues including an unnecessary physical assault, a preventable love triangle, and an unfortunate decision to use blackface (more on this later). The cast also includes Grace Hayes as matriarch Florrie Moran, Margaret Hamilton as busybody Martha Steele, Rand Brooks as Martha’s nephew, Guy Kibbee as a judge, and June Preisser as the third side of the aforementioned love triangle with an unfortunate nickname. Betty Jaynes plays Mickey Rooney’s elder sister while Douglas McPhail plays Don Brice, one of the older kids with an underutilized baritone.

Babes in Arms is technically based on composer Richard Rodgers and lyricist Lorenz Hart’s 1937 stage musical of the same name. And though Rodgers and Hart are credited, this film adaptation resembles little of their original work, with only two songs from the stage musical retained for this movie. “The Lady Is a Tramp” appears only in the score, while the title song and “Where or When”. “Babes in Arms” appears as Mickey Rooney rounds up the neighborhood teenagers to march militarily down the roads – crates and (gulp) torches in hand. With even brief quotations of “Ride of the Valkyries” from Wagner’s Die Walküre in the song (2:53 in provided video), these kids, however well-dressed, might be taking on their newest task too exuberantly. “Where or When”, a ballad that few ever seem to mention, is sung beautifully by Douglas McPhail and Betty Jaynes; the inclusion of the little children on their one-quarter or half-sized string instruments is a charming touch. Garland briefly sings “Where or When” too, and one just wishes she could carry the song to its conclusion.

Among the MGM musical entries, most will recognize “Good Morning” (music by Nacio Herb Brown, lyrics by Arthur Freed) during Rooney and Garland’s attempt to sell the former’s song to the publishing agency. This original rendition of “Good Morning” does not have the choreographic mastery as seen in Singin’ in the Rain, but it certainly establishes that easygoing dynamic audiences would see often between Garland and Rooney.

By the time the film hits the stage show that concludes Babes in Arms, Mickey, Judy, and company will have sung quite the gamut of musical numbers. Separating themselves from most of the soundtrack are “Daddy Was a Minstrel Man” and “God’s Country”. The former (music and lyrics by Roger Edens) opens the stage show and is the first part of a sequence where both Judy Garland and Mickey Rooney don blackface. Blackface, which originated from American minstrel shows in the early nineteenth century, is a theatrical device in which a typically non-black person wears makeup to portray a happy-go-lucky caricature of a black person. This offensive practice predates cinema and serves no useful performative or cinematic purpose – a non-black performer can pay homage to black culture without perpetuating stereotypes, such as applying blackface. Unfortunately, both Garland and Rooney would be in blackface again in the last film of the Backyard Musical trilogy, Babes on Broadway. For some, “Daddy Was a Minstrel Man” and the following song, “I’m Just Wild About Harry” (a 1921 number with music by Eubie Blake and lyrics by Noble Sissle), will be distracting, to say the least. Together, they smash the picture of teenage innocence that (mostly) courses through Babes in Arms.

“God’s Country” is unabashed American flag-waving that proclaims the U.S. as a divinely dynamic nation. Briefly quoting the melody from “Yankee Doodle”, the song – considering that the United States was, at this time, a mostly insular nation that would rather not be involved with the mounting tensions in Europe and Asia – offers some curious lyrics, such as celebrating American freedom with this:

A hundred million rooters can’t be wrong, So give a hand, give a hand, Give a cheer for your land, Where smiles are broader, freedom greater. Every man is his own dictator.

Even more surprising lyrics appear shortly after that lightly rib the soon-to-be Axis nations:

We’ve got no Duce; We’ve got no Führer. But we’ve got Garbo and Norma Shearer.

Got no goose step; But we’ve got a Suzie Q step Here in God’s country!

For a movie made before and released after Nazi Germany’s invasion of Poland, this is as strong a criticism as one might expect from a major Hollywood movie at this juncture. Through most of the 1930s, every major Hollywood studio except Warner Bros. heeded the demands and threats of Los Angeles-based Nazi Germany diplomat Georg Gyssling, who suggested edits on certain screenplays to root out any critique of Germany and Nazism. This cinematic appeasement was sweeping, but it appears that Gyssling and his associates missed a small detail in Babes in Arms.

Other than the wall-to-wall soundtrack, the main attraction for Babes in Arms are its two co-stars. Still teenagers, Rooney and Garland were given an adult’s workload. Including both feature films and shorts, Babes in Arms was Mickey Rooney’s ninety-sixth of ninety-eight films of the 1930s. Somehow, Rooney, already one of MGM’s brightest lights thanks to the Andy Hardy series (1937-1958), is abundantly manic and tireless here in his first movie musical. Even in comparison to the exhaustingly hyperactive of mainstream American filmmaking, Rooney’s enthusiasm almost leaps off the screen. For her part, Judy Garland was not a household name yet when she trotted in front of the camera to film Babes in Arms. Her performance is not quite assured here, and any hint of believable romance between her and Mickey Rooney is spotty more often than not in part due to a sloppy screenplay. By the time of the film’s release, The Wizard of Oz (1939) had already been out in theaters for more than a month. History correctly regards The Wizard of Oz as an essential film, but Babes in Arms grossed more at the box office in 1939. Babes in Arms cemented a career 1939 for Judy Garland, which, just before the film’s premiere, also saw her lay her hands and feet in the cement at Grauman’s Chinese Theater.

Director Busby Berkeley (choreographer on 1933’s 42nd Street and Gold Diggers of 1933) made a name for outlandish mass choreography, but his choreographic style fell out of fashion by the end of the 1930s. Babes in Arms is pedestrian work from the master visualist, but it also marks the beginning of lyricist Arthur Freed’s (1943’s Cabin in the Sky, 1951’s An American in Paris) career as an MGM producer. Within the MGM hierarchy, the “Freed unit” was an assemblage, under Freed’s leadership, of actors (many of whom were principally stage actors before signing up with MGM), composers and lyricists, writers, and directors with the express purpose of crafting movie musicals with little executive interference. Babes in Arms does not yet quite contain that artistic freedom of an Arthur Freed musical, but many of the personnel in front of and behind the camera would become key contributors to the Freed unit.

As manufactured and predictable as much of Babes in Arms’ drama might be, I find it still quite watchable. Several statements from Mickey Rooney decades after completing this film perhaps explain why. In any case that the Backyard Musical trilogy comes up in a Mickey Rooney interview, Rooney usually noted how semiautobiographical these films were for himself and Garland. Both came from vaudevillian families; public performance as natural to them as breathing. Garland and Rooney spent much of their lives on a stage – theater kids, if you will – and derived profound happiness from performance. Even when surrounded by disagreeable, perhaps abusive, persons while making these movies (there are indications that Berkeley was difficult towards Garland, who was already enduring MGM head Louis B. Mayer’s cruel barbs regarding her physical appearance), that desire to embolden and transport others remains.

Babes in Arms might not be to the liking of those who still disdain theater kids, nor any of the Backyard Musicals. For others like yours truly, who appreciate the musicality and energy on display but never quite belonged to either extreme, Babes in Arms is lighthearted entertainment, flawed in execution, honestly acted.

My rating: 6/10

^ Based on my personal imdb rating. My interpretation of that ratings system can be found in the “Ratings system” page on my blog (as of July 1, 2020, tumblr is not permitting certain posts with links to appear on tag pages, so I cannot provide the URL).

For more of my reviews tagged “My Movie Odyssey”, check out the tag of the same name on my blog.

[rottensapple]

TW: The following post is intended for mature audiences. It contains a description of a crime scene. Reading discretion is advised.

“His personality was he was very outgoing, he was a comedian, he was just getting, going in his life.” - KEVIN DESCRIBING KURT

Kurt Eugene Sova

[b. 15 July 1964] was an American citizen, the fourth and youngest son of

Kenneth

and

Dorothy Sova (née Mozik)

. He was also the younger brother of

Kenneth Jr.

,

Keith

, and

Kevin

. Kurt and his siblings lived in Newburgh Heights, a suburb of Cleveland in the state of Ohio.

Growing up, Kurt was given the nickname “Mousey” because of his intention to make other people smile as he made squeaking sounds (Rae 3:37). Kurt, according to one of his brothers, loved sports and loved playing football (Rae 3:50). When he and his brothers had moved into a new neighborhood, Kurt had quickly made a lot of new friends, including John Miller and Danny Washington, whom he was specifically close to (Rae 4:30).

On 23 October 1981, this would be the last time that Kurt’s family would ever see him alive. That afternoon, Kurt met up with a friend named Sam only a block away from his residence. Sam had mentioned a Halloween party that would take place later that evening and the pair had apparently made an appearance there. Dorothy had stated that Kurt rarely ever stayed out late as he would normally come home between ten and eleven at night, though he would only stay out late if she and Ken knew where he was.

On the morning of October 24, Dorothy and Ken were very concerned about Kurt’s whereabouts. While Ken searched the area looking for him, Dorothy made some calls to Kurt’s friends. Ken would begin to grow more concerned as the day had gone on and there was no sign of Kurt. The following day, October 25, missing fliers had been placed around the neighborhood from Dorothy, Kenneth Jr., Keith, and Kevin after she and Ken registered Kurt as a missing person with the local police in Cleveland.

During the afternoon hours of October 26, Dorothy had been told by some of Kurt’s friends that he had been at a party less than two miles from where they had lived on the night that Kurt went missing. The woman who had rented the apartment that the party took place at went by the name of Susan/Debbie. It wasn’t until Susan/Debbie had told Dorothy after she had contacted her again that Kurt had been at the party after having to have denied that he had been there that Kurt drank heavily, drinking a strong liquor called 

Everclear

. This made Dorothy shocked to hear since she had not known Kurt to drink. Those who knew him state that Kurt was not much of a drinker, his slight build adding to a low tolerance that he had for alcohol.

At around 9:30 PM on the night that Kurt disappeared, Sam took Kurt outside to get some fresh air. Because it was a cold night, Sam went to get Kurt’s jacket as he left him hanging on the fence. It wasn’t until he came back outside a few moments later that Kurt was no longer hanging on the fence. Sam shared that he searched around the area but did not find Kurt as he assumed that Kurt walked home. 

On 28 October 1981, only five days after Kurt’s disappearance, his remains were found in a ravine behind a warehouse that was located on Harvard Street, and was found only 400 to 500 yards from the duplex where he had been seen alive last because of the party that he had attended with his friend, Sam, on the day of his disappearance. The police had found Kurt’s left shoe wedged in some rocks that was less than ten to twelve feet away from where his remains were. As for his right shoe, it has never been found. The exact cause of why Kurt passed was never determined, which led to be signed off as “probable accidental.” After 40 years, Kurt’s case has never been solved.

At the time of Kurt’s passing, he was only 17-years-old and a junior in high school. Kurt is survived by:

Kenneth Albert Sova [1933 - 2001]

Dorothy Sova (née Mozik) [1938 - 2014]

Kenneth Joseph Sova [1960 - 2017]

Keith S. Sova [1961 - 2014]

Kevin Sova

Continued thoughts and prayers are with Kevin and the Sova family as they continue to mourn the devastating loss of Kurt. May Kurt continue to rest in peace and that justice is sought out for him soon 😇

[pepsicoughdrops]

drops into ur inbox debbie ryan smirk hey . tell me abt ur resident evil oc ^_^

ofc ofc!! Pascal my beloved fr, here’s a few facts :]

-Usually only people close to him call him Beau, everyone else just calls him Pascal (other nicknames include fireball mainly from Heisenberg)

-5’6

-Has a little house in the village but moves around from time to time from the other lords’ house (mainly Donna’s and Alcina’s)

-Can make fire, this hurts extremely bad though so it’s only ever done for emergencies or if he’s having strong emotions so he tries his best to stay calm

-Completely blind and deaf on his right side

-Was just a random villager Miranda decided to experiment on with the cadou, it technically “worked” in the sense he’s still alive but not in the way Miranda wanted ofc so now he’s just an honorary member of the group (even though he doesn’t like being called a lord)

-EXTREMELY warm all the time like can walk out in the snow in a tshirt and shorts and be completely fine warm

-Also speaking of snow if he walks on it barefoot he’ll leave a little trail of steam while walking because the snow is melting under him, you’ll always know what footprints are his because they go all the way through the snow to the grass below

[gremlin-writes-angst]

hello!!! i was wondering if i could get male matchups for haikyuu, mha and ohshc for your birthday event!!!

my pronouns are she/her, i go by zay and i’m an enfp and a gemini. my top kins are bokuto, sasha and gojo. i’m very loud, dramatic and i smile/laugh a lot(very happy go lucky type). i’m very quick to make new friends and i love hanging out with them(can not handle being alone for too long). i also tend to cry over the smallest things and am very sensitive about certain stuff (including but not restricted to my cat) i’m also impulsive, bold and i usually don’t regret the decisions i make. i always hug and cuddle people close to me(my love languages are physical touch and acts of service). an ideal date for me would be to an amusement park or even a movie night at home!! i would love both!!! i’ve also been told i’m a natural flirt and tease, even though i usually don’t know when i’m doing it?? i don’t really have a favourite anime but i tend to enjoy romcom anime(like ohshc, love is war, saiki k, wotakoi, horimiya) the most but that isn’t to say i don’t enjoy other genres too. besides that, i love cats, baking, playing volleyball and cricket, sleeping and sweet stuff. some things i’d like to do with my s/o is travelling, late night drives, singing dumb songs together and dancing at midnight!!! as for my appearance, i’m 5’4, curvy, tanned, have short wavy black hair with brown eyes and angular features. i also have a resting bitch face but thankfully i smile a lot so most people don’t really notice it! xD

For Haikyuu, I match you with Koshi Sugawara

I’m going, to be honest, there are 3 reasons I matched you with Suga. Reason 1: you remind me of myself and I love Suga. Reason 2: Suga is a nice reasonably crazy person who brings balance( crazy when other arent and calm when others aren’t). Reason 3: You want midnight dancing and I’ve had this dream/idea in my head of me and Suga dancing at midnight, so with this, I can fulfill both my and your dream.

Date story

Life can be tiring and though you normally wouldn’t go to bed early you did today. You fell asleep as soon as you got home from work, didn’t even get to text, call or see your sweet boyfriend.

Your sweet boyfriend Koshi got home later than you, walking into your shared bedroom seeing you asleep with your hair all over your face. He took a few pictures of your sleeping face, then decided that your sleeping form was tiring him out, so he joined you in the bed. He was the big spoon this time, but while you slept you turned over and wrapped your arms around him.

Because your body was unused to sleeping for so long and missing dinner. You got up and headed to the kitchen, still a little groggy, opening the fridge, it’s light blinding you. Not able to decide what to eat, you leave the fridge door to be able to see, going to grab a glass and fill it with water. When you turn back to the fridge you see your silver-haired boyfriend.

“Hey Zay bay “

His voice was still sleepy but his words were still the stupid rhyming nickname he promised to never stop calling you. You smiled while walking towards him, when reaching him he leaned down giving you a passionate kiss, taking the glass out of your hand and placing it on the counter. His hands returning to your body, wrapping around your waist.

The two of you swayed together with a little spin every once and a while. The two of you dancing and basking in the fridge light. You both started to hum, neither of you was sure what song it was, or if it was a known song. What you did know was that you loved this man and he loved you.

For Mha I match you with Katsuki Bakugou

I think his anger and everything else could be balanced. He would make fun of most of the things you do but he loves what you do and that’s why

Date headcanons

He likes to take you on date’s where the 2 of you can be close together

So restaurants date’s arent common with him, unless they have like a roundabout

He likes staying at home dates because he can be close to you without feeling judged or watched

He won’t admit it but he loves how cuddly you are, with him

He’s the jealous type and tries to steal you away when you cuddle someone else

Whenever you flirt with someone else he hides his jealousy as best he can cause h knows that you’re not flirting on purpose

Cooks for you, sometimes your dates are him asking you to taste test new recipes of his,

For OHSHC I match you with Kyoya Ootori

Once again I matched you based on how similar we are and I already thought of a dating story. It was between Kyoya and Hikaru and the final decider was that I wanted to give you an opposite instead of a similar match.

Date story

It took a lot of confidence and convincing but here you were on a first date with Kyoya. He did not want your first date to be at an amusement park, but the host club had gone on and on about the importance of a women’s happiness. And he couldn’t complain when he saw your smile, you were practically glowing.’

Halfway through the date, the two of you reached the carnival games section, and though you knew they were mostly rigid you still wanted to play. Kyoya followed you around while you played the games. He was also being a Debby downer about these carnival games.

“You know these are rigid right?”

“They’re just trying to get your money”

“The prizes cost less than the amount your paying to win.”

You knew who he was when you asked him out so you weren’t surprised by his rude comments. YOu moved on to the next game, and that’s when you saw a large stuffed animal that for some reason you need it. You played the game for nearly an hour, full of Kyoya’s rude comments.

You eventually gave up and moved on to more of the rides. Still, a little disappointed you didn’t win the large stuffed animal. Eventually, you got hungry and the two of you sat down and started to eat.

“I’m gonna go to the restroom, stay here.”

It was almost random when he said it, he got up and left, leaving you alone. You did as he said and stayed at the picnic table. You wonder what was taking him so long, you didn’t think he was the type to ditch someone on a date, so you just hoped that he was just lost.

Your wondering was put to an end when you saw him, now with an extra five pounds. The large stuffed animal that you spent an hour and an unreasonable amount of money trying to get. You were baffled. And got up and ran toward him. You were once again glowing making Kyoya realize why he spent so long trying to win the stupid animal for you.

“You just bought it didn’t you.”

You accused Kyoya even if you were happy to even have the large animal, you wanted to know if he bought it or won it.

“No, I won it, cause I knew you would rather have me win it than to bribe the man for it, cause that’s the kind of person you are.”

You beamed with joy and stood on your tippy-toes so that you could kiss him, he leans down a little and meets you in the middle for a romantic first kiss as a couple.

Thank you for sending in the request, hope you enjoy it!!!

My birthday event is closed, sorry.

[cantdwellonanyofit]

The Pacific / Meta

I’m going to start that new thread because like you mentioned the old one is very long XD I’m always chuckling as I’m scrolling for ten years to get to the recent conversation.

@stolperzunge

I also think Gene always had anxiety pre-war. Plus throw in a little depression too as we've previously discussed. And now he's kind of a wreck. He manages it better as time goes on, but I think he'll always struggle. I also think he's determined though, and he'd try hard to overcome it by doing whatever recommendations his father would give him. I think being science minded makes you more prone to seeking out cures/research. Or am I projecting....again? XD Ohhh yes...Snafu is just like a little tomcat sliding up next to Gene and purring gently until he relaxes. And Gene always feels so honored by the affection because, just like a cat, it's not given freely to many people. Maybe Snafu rubs the bridge of Gene's nose or his eyebrow until he calms down *heart eyes emoji*

Okay but can you imagine Mr Heebie Jeebies, going into Mr Sledge’s doctors office at least once a week and being like “Sir, it’s serious! I have this spot there-” “Merriell, son… that’s just a mosquito bite…” Mkay, let me tell you something stolperzunge. Since I can't call you by your name since I don't know it (it’s like Sledgehammer/Snafu, it’s your lil’ nickname :'D) I often laugh pretty intensely at the things you say because you're absolutely hysterical. But this time..............There were tears in my eyes. How ....how did I NEVER think of this? How absolutely hysterical. And Snafu can't stop pronouncing ailments wrong and Mr. Sledge tries to take him seriously because he doesn't want to hurt Snafu's feelings. I've booked my ticket for this train and I won't be leaving you behind on it just because I can't cope with my emotions *stares at Snafu, shakes him gently* All aboard.

Snafu deeeeeefinitely liked Ack Ack. I think Snafu even saw him as a bit of a father figure, which was a very big deal for him. Snafu heads right into the war after losing his parents, and I think he was very lost in that direction. I think it helped him be a bit ruthless because he was thinking 'well, fuck it, I have no one to answer to.' But then Ack Ack is there and Snafu surprises himself by wanting to impress him. Or at least get his shit somewhat together around him? Then he dies, and Snafu is again struck by the loss of someone he loved. I like to be sad, folks. But I really feel that way. Even from their incredibly limited interactions...*clears throat loudly so you can't hear the forced hc's* Gene definitely admired Ack Ack. I think the whole lot of them admired and loved him. Ughhhhhh yeah, I really liked Hillbilly so I was like D: that entire scene. And the boys nearly getting themselves all killed just to carry HillyBilly, and Ack Ack is just like ‘take him back.’...so angsty. But I liked the dynamic of Ack Ack and Hillbilly. 'Excuse me, why are you guys beating the sh*t out of each other?' 'Old friends in Mobile? That explains it' I think they would've been a lot of fun if those two got up to banter.

Oh man, that's one AU I'd be obsessed with. Snafu and Leyden would be a riot together. When Leyden starts ragging on Peck about his 'girlfriend' after Peck gets shitty with Snafu, and Snafu is behind him just grinning....shitheads. I feel the same about the more I watch him the more I like him. That's so true! He does really cling to the gentle people and kind of take them under his wing. I really like Leyden being the only one to say what they were all thinking to Snafu 'grab a brush and help us?' I love his inability to back down from a fight. Including literally getting punched in the face. :| I die when Gene is fighting the Japanese soldiers after Bill is wounded and Leyden just keeps desperately calling out 'Gene' and reaching for him. (Side note, I was rewatching that scene to see what else I missed and the very next scene is the one where Ack Ack says you can't dwell on any of it, and I never noticed Gene looks right at Snafu then. And Snafu just casts his eyes down...@_@ CHARACTER ANALYSIS ACTIVATED.) I love Burgie, so much. Every scene he's in is a blessing. He’s so multifaceted. I like to think at some point after the war that Snafu and Gene would  go together to find Burgie solely because they miss him. 

I 100% see him pressing a kiss to the crown of Gene’s head at least once in their lifetime because this little man loves his ginger bff just so much! Yes! 100% ;_;

Definitely agree with you about faith! I think it's good to surround yourself with different practices and ideas. I think it helps people not get trapped in a bubble.

I always hate that when you throw out a quote and people are like '?????' XD

I looove the heebie jeebies scene!! And the sledgehammer/ball-peen hammer scene you also quoted! It’s fun to imitated their pronounciations even ^^ I love that scene too. Snafu is the worst and best. Also, not to be a Debbie downer but as I was going through some of the old scenes I forgot how much Snafu really ragged on Peck. I now have even more ammunition that Snafu would blame himself for Peck inevitably losing his shit. Just gonna casually take a good thing and ruin it XD 

[rawiswhore]

Scott Hall x Fem Reader- “Video Killed the Radio Star”

Would people read a fanfic about modern day Scott Hall, despite that he's nowhere near as sexy as he used to be?

He isn't Bastion Booger levels of ugly, but he isn't Jeff Hardy levels of hot now, either.

________________________________________________________________

Professional wrestlers usually have a nickname; Stone Cold's nickname is the Rattlesnake or Texas Rattlesnake, the Rock's nickname is The People's Champ or the Great One, Triple H's nickname is the Game, Shawn Michaels' nickname is Heartbreak Kid or HBK, even a few modern pro wrestlers have nicknames.

What was Razor Ramon's nickname?

The Bad Guy, duh!

(Yes, that was meant to be a Billie Eilish reference)

By the 2010's, the man who had played Razor Ramon was a mere shell of his former self, he was now bloated and even on medications for epilepsy, though he was a shell of his former self by the 2000's as well.

By the mid to late 2010's, you were an immensly popular female singer, and at the beginning of 2016, you had released a single and music video for a song titled "Bad Girl".

This song was blowing up in popularity, and by the end of 2016, it was the #1 song of the year.

Despite that Razor Ramon's nickname was the Bad Guy, some people were sending him asks on social media, asking if he's seen your new song and music video.

He had to see your new music video, especially considering he's someone who used to refer to himself as the Bad Guy.

He knew about you and seen what you look like, he won't deny you're a beautiful young lady and he's even rubbed one out to you a few times.

Some thirsty, horny camgirls have actually told him on social media that they wanna be his bad girl.

One day, he lay on his couch with his jeans and boxers pulled down to his knees, wearing headphones covering his ears, and pressed his iPad with the tip of his index finger, only to press Youtube's button, which led him to that website's home page.

He typed in your name, pressing the letters on the keyboard on the iPad's screen, and as he typed your name, under the search engine was a list of your name next to names of some of your songs and music videos, including "Bad Girl", the song and video he's looking for.

His thumb pressed on your name that had the word "Bad Girl" next to it, which led him to your song and music video.

He grinned when he was brought to search of your video, and found the thumbnail for the music video of you.

He pressed the tip of his thumb on the thumbnail to your music video, which lead you to your music video.

The chord to his headphones were plugged into his iPad so he can listen to your song as well, and the tip of his thumb rolled the volume up at the perfect volume.

He brought a bottle of lotion and a box of tissues with him that were sitting on the couch next to him, there's a reason why he brought those things.

He pressed the "skip ad" button with his thumb while an ad was playing before your video started, he doesn't wanna see any ads.

When your video began playing, he pressed the full screen button with the tip of his thumb so he can see your video in full screen.

He does miss the days when MTV played music videos all day long, that way he can see your video on television and control the volume with a remote, and MTV used to overplay the same music videos over and over again.

The video to this song was you dressed in a black little cocktail dress similar to this dress Debbie Harry is wearing here:

 Speaking of Debbie Harry, your music video had you standing on a set where the walls and floor were painted with black and white vertical stripes, looking like the same set to Blondie's "Hanging on the Telephone" video.

In fact, this video was modeled after that Blondie video.

Behind you were some men dressed in black outfits playing musical instruments, and during the first few strums of the guitar, you were standing in the front with your hands on your hips, tapping your foot and slightly nodding your head to the guitar's strums.

As the song and video progressed on and showed you singing, one of Scott's hands reached out and pumped some lotion onto his hand, where he got some white lotion on his fingers.

He moved that hand to his erection, his dick growing harder and harder as he watched your video.

His fat, chubby fingers wrapped around his shaft, where he began masturbating his cock, pumping his hand up and down his dick.

Your music video is tame when you compare it to Cardi B and the City Girls' "Twerk" video.

He smiled and grinned when he watched your video, enjoying seeing you looking beautiful and sexy AF.

He is a little disappointed that you aren't super hypersexualized in this video, but you still do look hot in this video.

He held his iPad in one hand and his cock in the other, holding his iPad up.

His fingers stroked up and down his cock, which was already erect even before he watched your music video, but it was growing harder and taller as the music video progressed on.

Precum was leaking out of his penis head's slit, spilling down his shaft, helping make his penis slipperier.

Was it necessary for him to bring some lotion with him considering he has precum leaking down his shaft that will make his dick slippery?

Yes, it was.

His skin was getting warm while he was masturbating, thank goodness he took his pants and boxers off.

Your music video is tame when you compare it to Jennifer Lopez's "Booty" music video from a while back, but this video has you stroking up your bare arm like Debbie Harry does in Blondie's "Hangin' on the Television" video, as well as you strolling up to your guitarist and trying to flirt with him.

This video doesn't have any stripping, nudity, twerking, or anything like that, which slightly disappoints Scott, but he still is sexually aroused by this video.

This is a sexy music video with class to it.

Plus, it's based on a Blondie video from the late 70's.

What modern pop star ever recreates Blondie, besides Miley Cyrus covering "Heart of Glass"?

The song you're singing in this video, however, has you singing about a bad girl and how bad she truly is.

She isn't psychopathic or anything, but she isn't exactly wholesome.

He's listening and paying attention to your lyrics to this song, grinning over how bad you are.

Such a naughty girl, he thought, licking his lips. This naughty little chica needs a spanking.

He'd rather watch your video on television or even on a computer, but nowadays, computers are becoming obsolete because of technology changing.

Though, he isn't all that tech savvy.

He really hopes your music video he's watching won't give him an epileptic seizure.

It isn't a brightly colored video at all, but it features many shots of you twirling and spinning around.

This video doesn't just feature you, but also shots of youngish guys in their 20's behind you playing instruments occasionally.

One part of the video had you walking up to one of the musicians behind you, brushing and nudging your body on his as well as playing with his necktie.

Scott (as well as some horny, thirsty guys) really wishes that was him.

As he watched the video and continued masturbating, he was thinking all about you.

Such a tiny little girl, he thought. Could such a tiny girl handle someone big like me?

You weren't a literal little underage girl, he meant little as in small.

"Would love for you to remind me" he mumbled, and he's gonna imagine you riding his dick when he tries falling asleep.

Such perfect dick sucking lips, he thought. Perfect to wrap around my cock.

He wants you to suck his cock and clean the precum spilling down it, as well as swallow it.

He'd love to run the tip of his thumb across your lips.

"Love for you to 'suck it', babydoll" he murmured, referencing when he used to crotch chop and shout that naughty catchphrase during his NWO days.

Heh, there's a concept for you: some chica sucking his dick while he crotch chops and exclaims "suck it!" at her.

Wonder if he ever has done that?

He'd love to get his machismo all over you, ifyknowwhatimean.

He actually enjoys the song you're singing and didn't even mute it.

A naughty little chica, he thought in a husky, warm, Hispanic accent, despite the fact he hasn't played Razor Ramon since the 90's.

He eventually jizzed, cleaning his mess up with some tissues he pulled out of the box after he came.

He posted his opinion on your video on his Twitter and has even entered your DM's a few times, thirsting over you and wanting you to fuck him.

He had to see the movie this song plays on, and you did the soundtrack for this movie.

He loved the movie even more, especially considering you have nude scenes where people see your barenaked breasts.

He (as well as other males) think you have such perfect little breasts, and when you appeared in a Rolling Stone issue in 2016 that had photos of you naked, of course he jerked it to you.

He's jerked it to you many times, especially to a Rolling Stone cover of you seductively licking a vanilla soft serve ice cream cone, he wished that was his cock.

He's gotten a crush on you, despite not being a wrestler or valet.

Wonder how he thinks of Billie Eilish's "Bad Guy", since that's a song where she says she's the bad guy, and a character Scott Hall will usually always be remembered for, Razor Ramon, used to refer to himself as that at the height of his popularity.

But Billie doesn't want people sexualizing her, especially since she was underage when that song came out.

[babysprouseisart]

Every story ever has its end or the summary of the thoughts on the past #sprousehart era and attempts to change the attitude of others to this illusionary world

Dear fellows, from the very first days of the origin and further existence of mankind on the planet, in each period more and more foundations, irreversible phenomena and laws in nature or the society in which man lived and continues to live appeared. Time is fleeting, night turns to morning, year to year, and every story ever has its end. You can object, say that this is complete nonsense, but unfortunately everything in our world is natural and therefore in the same way one story of two wonderful people - Lili Pauline Reinhart and Cole Mitchell Sprouse - ended.

Their relationship was and will remain one of the most beautiful and unlike in comparison with others, at least based on what I could witness, love story. And even though this love story began seemingly banal with an audition for the role and the set, it was so real, amazing, which many could dream about, with its special feature of gradual disclosure, so enticing, and that is why it probably resonated so much, along with other reasons.

Like any other relationship, this relationship was based on many things and included many reasons for existence. Starting with a slight interest in each other, first liking and flirting, then there was a strong and almost immediate attraction to each other that they both talked about, a passion visible in the way they acted out scenes together and in glimpses of information from others. Then, after some time, the romantic charm passed, and a new stage began – getting used to each other, building a joint life, adapting to the peculiarities and shortcomings of the partner, and it is during this time the couple tries to create a happy and satisfying relationship for each. Accordingly, everyone got a desire to stand out from the other, to be significant not only in the relationship, but also outside of it, which is why they kept their privacy and wanted everyone to perceive them as separate individuals. They clearly tried to control what they shared with the world, and gradually the amount of what they shared increased. We were lucky to witness many, even small, moments in their lives. We were allowed to see the whole development, although some of it was very hidden, starting with the sarcastic banter on Twitter, the tempting 'Tempt me!', then multiple photos of fans with them, then supposedly random photos of Cole, with Lili in the background, or other way around, then many other breadcrumbs, then expanding of the circle of friends where his friends are now hers and vice versa, family meetings following by huge support to the certain time, then an infinity of her photos taken by him, so divine and beautiful, as well as photos taken by her of him, then numerous long or not so long trips to various places, the first vocation trip together which was made public, then 'No comment!', then more words about love in public media, birthday wishes, comments, bouquets just like that and on special days, 72 roses, chocolate-covered strawberries, the way they were baking together, him making a grilled cheese for her, them watching the sunset at Debby's and the other times we haven't seen, the time when Antelope Valley has become an indicator, the most tender words about each other, endless heart eyes, her inability to stop sitting on his lap, and his habit of touching her shoulder, neck, jokes understandable only to them, the words of others about them as if they are friends for 20 years already, knowledge of each other's body language, bragging about wonderful sexy times and the beauty of each other, giving cute nicknames, comfort, joint red carpet moments, him shaking her of joyness, constant support and much more, what we could obviously notice in social networks, interviews, after videos/photos of paparazzi, almost complete idyll at first glance and so on. All this is certainly only what we were allowed to see or what we guessed having observed various facts and over time it has gotten more obvious, and it was an insanely beautiful experience to be a spectator of all this for which I am grateful that is why I sincerely wish myself and all of you to look at it from the point of view that you need to smile because it happened and not cry because it's over. Nevertheless sometimes if you get too involved you can start looking at it through the prism of pink glasses of love and admiration, enjoying every moment they directly or indirectly shared with us, and accordingly, the impression of a fairy tale is being formed that does not quite correctly reflect reality and it does not allow us to perceive the other part on the other side of the screen/social networks, because we simply do not see it. However, I don't want anyone to take it as if I believe that everything they shared was untrue and false, completely out of the blue. All I want to convey to any reader is that everything we saw was only in an unreal bubble of illusions, since the Internet and social networks, which are, after all, this very bubble in its essence, which we ourselves and they decided to form, allowing us to take it as they want and this is normal, and life is very far from perfect or dreamlike. That is to say life is such an unpredictable thing, where everything is justifiably natural and sometimes things just don't work out the way we would like them to, including relationships which are also a complex structure that is not easy to build correctly, sometimes even with a strong attraction and a strong sense of love, there are things that cannot be corrected or changed. As well as you cannot change the essence of a person and his worldview, his personality, internal or external qualities, his behavior, his views on life and goals, his mistakes and position in society, loss of trust, his moral and physical endurance, other side things like sharing very little time for the second half in connection with business or temporary work, unwillingness to accept any conditions, commitment, settling down or restriction of something, lack of compromise, fading feelings because of passed desire and passion, external factors, especially if we are talking about a public couple/popular people, such as dramas in social networks, created by fans or family/friends, stress from the strong involvement of others or non-acceptance of partner selection by relatives, and so on. Just sometimes if after a while two people failed to get accustomed to each other, as if a plant were transplanted into a new soil or some organ to the human body, thanks to some external or internal features, obstacles, be it custom qualities or external influence on each other with the constant tries for the reconstruction of another and over time awareness of the fact that what has been created by the supreme cannot be altered and adjusted for something else, becoming more and more negative, when one of them in its content can no longer learn to cope with the environment and the further continuation of the joint work of the struggle can lead to the bad conditions of both, with exhaustion from this struggle and, accordingly, to the death of cells. And all this exhaustion for whatever reason can also be theoretically and philosophically equated to the bowels of the earth and depleted sources. After all, a person get used to using fresh water, the earth's mineral resources, eating plants and fruits, vegetables, buying things, and so on, but sometimes it happens that this is either limited or ends and nature is no longer able to provide us with anything, after constant giving, and in return receiving only harm or damage. This is a very complex science and this is a life where, as I already said, many things are not the way we picture them to be. So many interpretations and/or reasons can and could be hidden behind all these failures/ends/dissensions/decays/breakups/bad moments in life, and I cannot even list all the options, but I have some general considerations on the specific occasion, but I do not want to start the speculation now and go into details about why and how I think the end of this love story that we all loved happened, cause it is not my business and I am no one to judge someone or even dare to talk about it when I am not them or relative/friend to any of them and I haven't seen the actual period of their relationship and how it was going from the beginning to the end except my own representation of everything based on this social-media bubble, and each of you can have your own thoughts and draw your own conclusions. However, it goes without saying that even after any obstacles, failures and heart and soul break and with the passage of time, everything constantly takes place to change in any way, people change, the behavior change, the attitude change, and so on, one moment the doors are closed, in the other you open them or they are opened for you so in the end a person finds their happiness and purpose despite previous mistakes and shortcomings.

The penultimate thing I want to say is that obviously, after all this, you are already starting to think about something and I really hope so, given what I said about life and bubbles of unreality in our time, and as you gain experience in this fandom and being a fan very much involved in all of this it can be very useful for us to eventually rethink how much we were involved and how much energy we were giving this every time, and I have already made a whole post about this. And particularly good for me were  the recent events when there is no particular food for thought and to be involved, I'm more and more alienated from the lives of other strangers, and the more time passes, the more relaxed I began to react to many things, although it also sometimes was hard to deal with all the drama and speculation, constantly think through all sorts of logical outcomes, since I am such a person by nature and I cannot be calm without a logical conclusion, and I am still digesting the whole situation happening since the beginning of this year with the fandom and the relationship of these two people, however, as much as I would not like to clearly represent everything and have a clear picture now it does not matter, the main thing is that it was and it just needs to step over, swallow and not give too much attention to this, because unfortunately we could not control the whole situation, we could not prevent what happened and what could have happened just because we are not the supreme or these same people and it is not our business.

In conclusion, even if some may think of me as a soulless person or that I do not care about others, know that this is far from it, I just try and will try to find a way out of the situation, reorganize and look at everything objectively and with a grain of salt because I believe that this is the right decision to be detached in any way from someone else's experiences, especially from those who are so far from us, and bad moments, so as not to have any attachment, hope and faith, so that it does not hurt us later. But I am certainly an emotional person and my heart just bursts with pain when I see that many people strongly bring down themselves and suffer from the fact that there was some kind of non-related to them co-ordinal change, although this is not the end of the world, and therefore I consider it my duty to try to somehow distract some of you and calm down on this account, as once I was helped by others and my own search for the right attitude.