#in front of my salad and my single ass

[femmeftal]

✦̲ broken doll

pairings ★⁺ : viltrumite mark x reader

warnings ★⁺ : creampies, drugging, sex scene is rush cause i want to eat my SALAD. slight choking.

Viltrumite!Mark who asks for your hand, knowingly already having the answer even if your shook your head, said no or anything else he would still fly you away to viltrum keeping you safe and sound there like a doll.

Viltrumite!Mark that can never stand to see his precious darling starve themselves so that mark can leave them alone, that being their worst idea of escaping because now mark is around them 24/7 making sure they eat, drink, wash up and be taken care of

Viltrumite!Mark who after leaving for missions and heading back home he takes small trinkets from the word they invaded, always ranting on how it reminds you of him.

Viltrumite!Mark that can see the survival in your eyes, assuring you he wouldn’t dare lay a hand on his porcelain doll forcing you into an unwanted embrace which has you shuffling to escape, obviously failing from the superhuman strength that he is equipped with. Your doe eyes watering up from being held so long, and obviously getting defeated from the purpose of escaping.

Viltrumite!Mark who has a stern grip on you when you guys sleep in the same bed, his arms wrapped around your waist, head buried into your hair so every time he breaths in mark could only smell you.

Viltrumite!Mark that is the same man who acquires you both to strip before bed, being nakedly pressed together. his excuse is that he needs you both to have your natural heats together, so when you refuse his eyes turn colder than they usually are.

Viltrumite!Mark that caresses your face after you’ve been caught escaping, not wanting to he has to punish his darling.. how will their little head learn from whats wrong and whats right, obviously he has to baby trap you! what else is there to do ?! :((

Viltrumite!Mark who is waiting for your cycle which he had called “ heat “ to be around the corner, knowing how it worked he knew how bad your ovulations were. already having a plan to have you bounce onto him.

Viltrumite!Mark who’s plan is successful, his eyes filled with lust when the aphrodisiacs starts kicking in pretty face for you, of course the drugs on viltrum are way stronger than on earth. you looked so desperate too begging him to fuck you.

Viltrumite!Mark that is getting so hard from the sight of your reddened face, watery big eyes staring up at him while being placed onto your knees. the rough ground grinding into them, god you were so vulnerable.

Viltrumite!Mark whose bulge you push your face on, the fat of your cheeks being pushed up showing the outline of his pulsing hard thick cock that was hidden underneath the cloth that was occasionally worn .

Viltrumite!Mark who’s hands are all over your curves, the same hands that was used to kill people were the same hands that were fondling the fat of your ass cheeks.

the same man who had probably ripped through his enemies flesh with his teeth was battling you through out the kissing session teeth clacking against each other, tongues even struggling to the point where the kiss started to turn into an open mouth kiss.

Viltrumite!Mark that is gripping onto your jaw to make your loud moans shut up, you were practically screaming when the two of his thick fingers inserted into your hole prepping you for the inches you NEEDED to prepare for, body pressing deep into the bed

Viltrumite!Mark who starts to kiss you while you’re about to cum, body twitching in satisfaction, moans getting louder from every curl of his fingers hitting the exact spot every single fucking time.

Viltrumite!Mark that rips the clothes off your body, making your nipples and newly fingered hole feel the cold breeze hit your body, shivering you’d arch your back putting your legs up into the air “ pwease..m’ it hurts “ that did it for him, fuck he could smell your arousal that was pooling up.

Viltrumite!Mark that is now naked was in front if you, stroking his cock.. he was at least 8 inches long and pretty thick. the whimpering would tell him everything he needed to know, god you were absolutely desperate holding legs so he could insert his fat cock into you.

Viltrumite!Mark who is finally towering over your heated body, tip hovering at your pulsing hole. “mgh.. put it inn “ obeying your command his hand rested at your neck making it the most beautiful necklace he has given you in a while, the push of his hips

were lethal. feeling how just the tip made your head spiral, mark stared at your trying to make sure he could start pushing himself deeper

“ mark mm.. “ your teeth caught onto the bottom of your lips showing how much pleasure you took into this, the rough grabbing of your hands digging their nails into his hips confirmed how much you needed his cock to insert you deeper

“ OH fwuckmgh- “ your hands were shaking, you couldn’t hold onto your legs anymore like this from how deep he just slammed down into you, lewd wet sounds bounced off the white room you and mark were fucking in. caging your head into his neck he could feel his tip hit your spongey walls a spot that made your loud groans turn into louder squeals, knowing how to pleasure a little vixen like you “ tell me you’ll never leave me again and i’ll continue vixen. “ chest heaving up and down mark rested waiting for you to admit defeat which you did “ i won leave! promise i wont just fuck me “ tearing up because of the soreness of not being taken care of was exhausting, sniffling and trying to caress his face so he could at least budge or thrusting, and you were right his fingers clamped onto your nipples. you felt your juices on those same fingers that he fingered you with, twisting them or putting them into his hungry mouth. your little cock drunk brain couldn’t focus on both of his actions crying out when you could feel mark starting to pull his hips back and slam them right back in, throwing your head back into the small pillows that accommodated you for stuff like this. “mark! yesh just right there ouhh “ he was hitting that spot over and over, squinted eyes staring down at you while you “ you’re such a fucking sight.. im gonna give you my heir so i make sure you wont leave “ he mumbled under his breath, groans and whimpers covering up his malicious sentence. pressing your legs up higher to access deeper, obviously getting somewhere when he felt nails scraping and digging into his abs and holy shit he was doing a huge number on you. “ wan cum please make me cum mark! “ groaning even louder he closed his eyes tight, the grip on your legs slightly tightening. you’d watch him correct his posture soon being surprised from the ruthless thrusting of his hips, the wet smacking sounds each time your guys hips met had drowned you. the band in your stomach trying to not snap but it was so impossible to do when his tip was ruthlessly hitting your g spot carelessly. “ m cumming! fuck markk “ and cumming you were, your cum started to form around his cock making a white ring that was painted around his cock “ shh..fuck “ he couldn’t contain himself either it looks like or sound likes, hips stuttering and abs tensing up” be ready im gonna- fuck hell yea “ he came, it was too much for your loaded hole to take, cum even dribbling out your worn out and used hole.

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[spidermans-l-o-v-e-r]

9-1-1 Masterlist

Oh gee finally a place I can keep these! Thank you to my bestest most amazing friend in the whole world for making these headers for me i literally actually literally could not do it without you

Two of a kind

Buck can’t stop thinking about his coworker, so he does what every guy at 3am does on a 24 hour shift!! He sneaks out to his car to get off. But it turns out, certain coworkers (that might possibly be the love of his life) have the exact same idea!

Fairest of Them All:

The party downstairs rages on as Buck decides to do something about the pretty little thing he’s been staring at all night

Clothing Optional:

I can’t. I can’t keep writing summaries. I’ve done 2

After a stupid work shift, in the stupid heat, Buck just wants to enjoy a sweet little sundae, fortunately it comes with a side of dat ass (I’m not sorry)

That Should Be Me:

Buck has never ever been jealous ever a single damn day in his life

Gamer Girl

Buck thinks you’re so, so pretty. You’d looked even prettier with your thighs around his head

Now You See Me:

✨Mirror sex✨

Sleepy Hollow, 1999

Scream, 1996

The Exorcist, 1973

The Shining, 1990

Grease Lightning

The Polar Express, 2004

All The Rage

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Cootie Catcher

Growing Pains:

Everything is all wonderful and cool and dandy until you nearly die from your appendix!!

(I KNOW. THERE IS. AN AMBULANCE.)

Cry To Me:

Eddie loves when you’re crying during sex, nothing turns him on more… except when those tears are very very real and he’s very very worried

10 Things I Hate About You:

You guys freaking h a t e each other… or do you? Wink wink wink wink enemies to lovers wink

I Spy:

Eddie is the sweetest neighbor in the entire world… who knows where you work

Better Than Revenge:

You and Eddie get locked into a closet at your job after an accident, it also turns out your now EX boyfriend is a cheating asshole! Eddie has absolutely no problem filling in for the revenge role

Front Row:

Why do firehouses have to work f o r e v e r. Eddie needs a freaking shower and to pass out for the next six years on an overnight shift. It turns out someone has the same idea, and possibly another idea on how to left off some steam

Yeti Point:

Eddie finally takes you on that skiing vacation you’ve been begging him for and it’s going great! Until you get snowed in. But that’s okay, Eddie has a secret plan to keep you both warm

Slow and Steady:

Buck helps Eddie into the house, holding him up as you frantically get the bed ready for your injured boyfriend. Turns out, pain killers make Eddie horny!

(Hahahahahaha)

Encanto:

Dad!Eddie x Daughter!reader

Nightmares never get easier no matter how old you get. Especially ones where your father dies

Smoke Dector:

Eddie always has to be the hero, okay not really but it’s hard when you see your boyfriend running into a burning building for the first time

One Puff Or Two:

Take your freaking inhaler Eddie 🔪🔪🔪

Into The Fire:

(PTSD WARNING, PANIC ATTACK WARNING)

You’ve been on edge lately, and Eddie knows there’s something up. One night things come to a head when you have a nightmare about what happened and Eddie wakes up to a very bad situation

Night Changes:

Eddie comforts you after a bad nightmare about him dying over and over in different ways (based off of 5.14)

Busy Bees:

Two words ✨Sex Pollen✨

Soup or Salad?

✨I’ll freaking summarize this later✨

Sink or Swim

I Was Made For Lovin’ You

Halloween, 1978

It, 1990

Die Hard, 1988

The Easter Bunny

For All The Marbles

Adventures In Babysitting

P.S I Love You, 2007

Hitch, 2005

A Rose by any Other Name

This is one of the funniest titles I've ever made up. Buck finds your simple collection of toys and shows them to Eddie... and now they want you to put on a little show for them

Finish Line:

A little game of "whoever cums first loses"

Twice Bitten:

Double Penetration from my kinktober list!

Alexander Hamilton:

Buck can't stop having feelings for Eddie's girlfriend... but what if that's okay?

Captured, With Love

[try-set-me-on-fire]

How about odd socks for the soft prompts?

Eddie tries to write his vows. Poem excerpts from E.E. Cummings’ [i carry your heart with me(i carry it in], Mary Oliver’s The Mango, and Pablo Neruda’s Finale. Plain text version on AO3 here and under the read more!

Dear Buck oh its not a letter

Buck

Evan Buckley (?)

From the day we met, I

I take thee to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part except I don’t want to stop loving you when either of us die. I don’t want to part. Till the glaciers have melted and the oceans have dried up, till Mount Whitney (the tallest mountain in California, I looked it up) is eroded to a molehill, till the heat death of the universe do us part. Maybe that will be enough time

I keep thinking about that time you wore those fucking socks to work and Bobby and everyone were trying to really gently asses if you were having a breakdown because we just see AND YOU’RE GOING TO DIE on your ankle and then you laughed and pulled up your pants and it said “GET LOST IN NATURE AND YOU’RE GOING TO DIE” which like I still think is kind of a fucked up thing to put on a sock but you just did one of your beautiful sunshine grins (we weren’t even together but god I still got light headed looking at you) and were like “I thought it would be neat to remind people the importance of safety in nature” and I was kind of teasing and annoyed and laughed about it and that was like three years ago Buck and I still feel guilty about it because if you were going through some kind of crisis I don’t ever want to be annoyed and laugh about it, I want to be there for you no matter what and I hope I’ve proven that to you over the years, that I don’t just love you on easy days, I love you every single day all the time even when everything’s fucked even if I can’t write wedding vows to save my life christ this is terrible

I love your nose and your birthmark and your eyebrows and your hair and your shoulders and the bends of your elbows, and your wrists and hands, and I love your nipples and hip bones and cock and ass and knees and your shin, I love the scars on your shin, I love every scar you have because none of them killed you

How about

i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

Or

But this was a rich house, and clever too.

After salmon and salads,

mangoes for everyone appeared on blue plates,

each one cut in half and scored

and shoved forward from its rind, like an orange flower,

cubist and juicy.

When I began to eat

things happened.

Or

your head on the pillow,

your hands floating

in the light, in my light,

over my earth.

It was beautiful to live

when you lived

The world is bluer and of the earth

at night, when I sleep

enormous, within your small hands.

Before the ceremony I told Shannon “It’s going to be okay” and in the moment I believed it because I had her and I was scared but she was my best friend and up there in front of her parents and mine I said the regular vows but I think that first one was what counted even if it didn’t end up being true. Maybe I’ve been telling you my vows for years. You can have my back any day. There’s no one on earth I trust with my son - with our son - more than you. Every time I tell you I love you, isn’t that a promise?

I’ve been happy before in my life, despite everything I don’t think I was an unhappy man, not always, only sometimes, but you make me happier than I thought was possible. That kind of feeling when you laugh too hard and you’re not getting enough oxygen to your brain. Isn’t that romantic, you give me hypoxia

Here’s the thing you know I’m going to get up there and just start crying immediately so I don’t know why I’m trying so hard to find words I won’t even be able to get out

No hi this is me two hours later of course this is important you’re important you knowing how much I love you is so important to me and I will stand up there blubbering at you for hours if that’s what it takes

I trust you. I love you. I am happy with you. I want to wake up beside you always, Buck I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you next to me first thing in the morning (or night or afternoon or whenever we’ve finished sleeping), touching your warm body with your lungs breathing and your heart beating and the solidity of you feels like a miracle

I’ll buy you socks so your feet don’t get cold and I’ll bring you fruit because you like to eat sweet things and wherever I live will be your home and I’ll be by your side as long as you do me the honor of wanting me there and everything I have and am is yours and I

[copperbadge]

[ID: A narrow white "privacy panel" from Target stands in front of an orange chair covered in a quilt; attached to the screen with binder clips, and taped together, are nine sheets of paper with calendars printed on them, the numbering and words not legible. Various parts of the calendars are color-coded.]

The Shivadh Romances began as a single romance novel in which I explicitly would not have to determine when or precisely where it was happening, and the only timeline was "eight weeks" (it was initially written as a Hallmark movie script which are by design somewhat evergreen). Yesterday during some downtime I had to sit down and make myself a whole-ass three-year paper calendar because I kept losing track of dates and I don't do well "switching screens" so I wanted to see the whole thing all at once. I also wanted to use up the very last of the ink before I replaced my printer toner. This is the result. I both hate and love it in equal measure.

The left sheets (to the left of the central binder clip) are 2021; the right sheets (to the right of the central clip) are 2022, and 2023 is attached at the bottom. The tan in the upper left is Fete; the blue below it is Infinite Jes, and the purple on the top right is Lady And The Tiger (there are also one-off squares which represent short stories or events -- the purple square below Fete represents Jerry's ADHD diagnosis date, and a few blue squares represent important events in Noah's school career, because I keep forgetting when he graduates). The light grey near the purple is Twelve Points, and there's some dark grey in various places that is various holidays.

The second set of tan blocks in 2022, plus random squares in 2022 and 2023, mark events in Royals/Ramblers, which spans almost a full year and is really what required the calendar (there are super date-dependent events, mainly the weddings and Monday's pregnancy, but also I have to pace out Ioanna's storyline and some continuity from Twelve Points) and then you can see the mint green down in 2023 marking where The Chicken Salad War will take place, because it culminates on Reclamation Day, which is always the 29th of Av in the Jewish calendar (August 16th this year, prepare your crockery).

Those last three darker-orange squares at the end of 2023 mark the tentative start dates for the Football novel (already written as starting in the fall of 2023), the Roman Ruin novel (not yet dated) and Pride and Presidents, Ofelia's novel, which can really start anytime but slots in well in late 2023; Noah's gap year novel would also take place starting summer of 2023, but I've just marked that with his graduation day, for now. Where The Oleander Grows, about legalizing Davzda, which I might bump up in the writing timeline, would start in 2024.

Phew. Ambitious, but then why not be, I suppose. And now that I've got dates hammered out, the rest of Royals/Ramblers should go easier. The completed work at this point is sitting right at 50K with another 35K in pieces, though some of those probably won't get used. This might be the novel I try out a different printer from Lulu, since the "price minimums" are getting a bit out of control especially for books above 50K words.

[invisiblequeen]

Noe Bodi Gameplay, Day 41 Part 2

Didn't I tell y'all we weren't done?

Blair Carter (@spurgees), Noemy Ortiz (@beebeesiims) and Adwoa Kofi (@saturngalore) were just casually standing next to Rory Oaklow in WOLF FORM. (Don't mind Noemy's stone face, she's been mentally preparing herself for the BMB2 reunion. 👀)

Townie Nalani was the only sim to run out of the club. Guess werewolves don't come to sulani often.

I guess Townie Lou Howell was smelly or something because Noemy's face looks too scrunched up for any other explanation.

And hey look! Kash Monet (@saruin), Riaan Angel (@wibblywobblytumblywumbly) and Detective Martin Davies (@starjira) are here too!

Bless their hearts, they came rather late in the game, so the sun had started rising. And as you know, when the sun rises, the club closes.

But I was able to get Noe a few more connections with the neighbors she hadn't met yet. Like Adwoa!

And these fine ass townies Wayland (@rhdweauni0) and Samuel Steed (@cinamun).

Jeremiah (@seulvgi) showed up at the last minute, so I got them to formally introduce themselves too! And right in front of Townie Jason (@rhdweauni0) just smiling vacantly.

...And then these two showed up.

Nekkid ass townies Kenji (@cinamun) and himbo Jack (@kazuaru) , with Pax Ramey (@theosconfessions) walking right past them into the now empty club without glancing once. What a legend.

I don't know why that happened. I will fix it in CAS later.

But true to form, Noe Bodi still gave them a respectful introduction.

But I think Kenji started trying to kick game to her because she noped the fuck out right after that.

At home, she stuffed herself with fruit salad to fill her hunger need...

...and promptly fell out five minutes later.

I want to thank every single simmer who has taken my sim requests and allowed me to fill this save with unique and diverse characters around my simself to interact with. You guys are the real MVP's, and are the reason I pulled myself out of the rabbit hole of CAS-Only Play and set on the road of gameplay. I'm enjoying the daily life of sims again, thanks you you all. <3

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[ofmanycol0rs]

↶*ೃ✧˚. Hello everyone! Welcome back to another video with LuckieDuckie. Today we will be discussing Rainbow Entertainment’s Best Eras!

As a disclaimer so people don’t come for me in the comments: this is in no particular order. I’m not ranking these eras, just factually stating that they are the best. Also, if you don’t agree with me, I don’t care. Keep it to yourself, I don’t want to see a million comments like “Duckie! Where’s blah blah? Where’s… Chu?” It’s up your [redacted]. Don’t try and tell me I’m wrong either because respectfully… I’m not. Anyway.

Starting off strong, we have LOVE DIVE!

LOVE DIVE! Is That Girl for a reason. Not only was she literally SOTY (4 times btw), but she had the vibes to back it up. I was a big fan of the ethereal cupid aesthetics they had going on and the styling just always looked so expensive. I’m a Chaehee stan, but Blue’s Hime Cut look was literally unmatched. Even the b-sides went crazy this era, with the iconic Sour Grapes taking over everyone’s For You pages. This song was actually inescapable for months, so of course this era had some iconic moments too. My personal favorite moment was Summer’s solo live ban being instated after she called Angelico’s Jinhwa a “fucking weirdo” in front of 45 million Dream. Free her tbh, she did nothing wrong!

Next up… Neverland’s Sugar Rush!

This song was so addicting honestly, the concept, the vocals, the dance, the silly little whistle chorus, it all ate down. We all know where we were when those shirtless concept pics dropped. The whole Peter Pan vibe obviously went with their concept as a whole, but how do I get to that woodland raver’s paradise? Where do I buy tickets? One thing about Neverland is they’re throwing a party and I need an invite. Speaking of parties, the iconic MakoDae club pics dropped this era. All I’m saying is that you can’t prove the girl throwing ass on Mako isn’t me.

Next, we have my favorite Eunji era, Forgive Me.

Honestly, I don’t really stan Eunji like that. I won’t deny that she is the superior Golden Goose producer, of course. But I don’t know all that much about her. What I do know is that whoever this song is about is going straight to hell. She ate them up, your honor! The rock instrumentals had me so shaken when I first listened to this song that I couldn’t stop listening to this song. Ginger Eunji in her rockstar era was peak cunt, The Revenge Era was so serious for her. Not to mention, this song had the most iconic performance of all time. If you haven’t seen it yet, immediately look up Eunji Halloween Bash Forgive Me Carrie. It will change your life. Miss girl is a performer.

Next up is one of Lucky’s most iconic eras, which is difficult to say because they’re all so iconic, I know… but I mean Ping-Pong! 

This era could get the title solely from the styling. So many people love to hate it, but they just do not see the camp of it all! The bright pink and blue hair duo lives in my head constantly. I fear Kpop may never see styling so creative and unique again… Someone please rescue Hidae from 4Luvs because they are literally the most hated duo even though they make the cuntiest comebacks! I need them back together asap. Not to mention, these two have the best chemistry. And who could forget the iconic Twister video dropped this era. This video was so divisive among fans but I personally think they looked like they were having a lot of fun answering all the questions while playing Twister. We all know how those two treat competitions and they were undeniably getting flirty up in there, liiiike…

The Song of the Summer is up next… La Vie’s Fruit Salad!

This song is It. One of Rainbow’s most iconic songs by far. I don’t think there’s a single kpop stan out there that doesn’t know this song or even this dance. Honestly, they were the queens of summer before, but this song just solidified their title and made them simply unbeatable. No one else can ever wear the crown when this song exists. The concept and styling is also so perfect, one of my favorites out of La Vie, with the bright colors and quintessential summer vibes. Red-haired Tomi still rules my heart, honestly, and Sohee’s baby bangs were so quirky and cute. One of my favorite variety shows from RBE also comes from this era, I find myself rewatching Lovie’s Fruit Stand all the time. I think it’s so nice to see them getting time to rest and doing fun summer activities together, and its just so nostalgic to me.

Next we have Roly Poly by XOX!

Listen… I know they were flops. But they served with this one, I can't lie! They had no budget, no fans, and no future. All they had was a dance floor and a dream, and yet they still had fun with it. This was the age of camp and techno and XOX ran with it. And in doing so, they created every single RBE idol’s go-to karaoke song. It almost seems like an inside joke at the company because there is at least 2 videos of every single group covering or dancing to this song. And now she’s made her way on to TikTok and the legacy lives on. Everyone say RIP XOX, you will always be famous. Kind of.

Up next is Thee Lucid! Era… TOMBOY!

This is their most iconic era by far and if you think I’m wrong then argue with the wall or something. The song, the styling, the lyrics, the message, the music video, the performances, the moments… need I go on? I fear they ate the whole industry up with this comeback and the industry knew it too! I guarantee you that every single one of yall’s favs was caught doing this dance. Just the sheer amount of people, specifically men, that this song pissed off already puts her high up on my cuntiest songs roster and that was before they went on national television and said fuck! Speaking of fuck, Lucid! did not give a single one this era. My personal favorite Blue moment happened this era when sasaengs leaked pictures of her and Youngho leaving practice for together before their collab stage dropped and sparked dating rumors, and the Next Day she posted “ew wtf? him of all men?” on her public Instagram story on accident… which then started a nuclear fan war on Twitter. Dare I say; iconic. The Tomboy vibes had possessed the whole group I fear, because even Chaehee got man-hating rumors after she ignored Haruki’s hand to help her down the steps at a music show. Not to mention, Minji’s rap verse got so much shit and yet every single time she took her cutesy ass to center stage and ate down. I could literally go on and on about how much I love this era for hours, so if you want to hear more, click the link in the description for my full explanation on why it was the best era kpop has seen from the fourth generation.

Anyway. Next up is La Vie’s Fancy You!

This era was directly after Fruit Salad which means they had a tough act to follow… yet they absolutely came through. They were giving galactic space princesses, rulers of the cosmos, sparkling amongst the stars. Basically… they served. Tomi and Mari’s pink and purple hair duo is still one of my favs and don’t even get me started on the styling. Gogo boots and sequins and hot shorts, god. It was so cunty. And this era isn’t one of their best just because of the concept (even though that is one of their best too) but the vibes. The song and instrumental produced by the iconic ROZE Mari duo that gags to this day. It seems like every 6 months the song is back on TikTok for its cunty instrumentals or choreography. The Anya Kai dating rumors first started this era and you really just had to be there. The entire kpop world imploded on itself. Speaking of Anya Kai dating rumors, my favorite Sol video of all time is from this era in her cute blue highlights making a face in the back of an interview when Kai is brought up… EXO-Ls came for her for weeks until she finally took to Twitter to tell them she doesn’t give a shit about boy groups and their stans with internalized misogyny complexes! If that’s not mother I don’t know who is.

Next, we have DAZED, a Neverland classic.

Remember when I said that one thing Neverland is gonna do is throw a party? Well this is That Party. Out of all 130 million views of this mv, I’m probably 26 million of them. It’s so addicting with the concept and the cinematography… like what are you doing if you show up to this hot guy’s rager birthday party and find out that him and his friends are faeries after you drink their wine and dance for eternity? The ACoTaR girlies (me) went wild for this one, let me tell you. I loved the way they took their whole Neverland Lost Boys concept and twisted it to give us faeries which totally works but it’s also something new? They gave the girls what they want! Howie absolutely owned this era, especially after an edit of him as Rhysand went viral and he had to google the series on live when people asked him about it. I still think about that clip of him saying “What do you mean fairy porn?” every single day.

Finally, last but certainly not least, is the best Rainbow era of all time. NEW WAVE.

I know I said I wasn’t ranking them and all that and that is still true, but… this era is inarguably the best out of all of them so I had to put it last. And of course I'm not biased just because I ult Lucky. I’m convinced that Jung Jisoo tried acid for the first time and then came up with this concept based off of that. And I support it. She was Euphoria before her time, a true masterpiece of neon glitter and debauchery. If I could pick one place anywhere on the space time continuum to live out the rest of my days, it would be the set of this mv. They were literally taking shots in the making video. This song was nearly banned from broadcasts and I’m still surprised that Lucky hasn’t had one of their songs banned yet. Queens Eunbi and Jisoo just know the exact line between cunt and can’t, I guess. This era gave the vibes of the early 2000s club craze tabloid era in the best way both in the concept and for the members. The rumor mill was working over time going after them! Angel was accused of sleeping with fans and cheating on Jennie even though the dating rumors didn’t exist until after the cheating rumors? Sunnie’s gay rumors started this era, although she has since been pretty clear that they weren’t just rumors, LOL. Even baby Han got into one of his first scandals after he got caught with a pack of cigs in his back pocket. The most groundbreaking scandal this era though, one of the only times Lucky has had to issue an apology over the years despite being notorious for saying fuck it, Hiro’s infamous AKB video. Iconic or not, it had impact! But it wasn’t just bad things that came out of this era, of course. It was their most successful ot4 comeback, winning 8 music show wins and PAK as a full group. Plus, they still make room for it on every set list, so they clearly feel the same way about it as 4luvs do. You cannot deny that this era is the most iconic eras of both Lucky and RBE as a whole.

Thank you for tuning in to this video everyone! Feel free to comment below which of these you think is best, or even another one I didn't mention, I guess. But I don't want to see any fighting about it!

Til next time! Mwah!!

find more mentions of jinhwa in the myahverse @venusvity and haruki at @intoloopin !!

[just-norn-things]

4, 9, 15, 21, and E for Kara!

@mystery-salad

Thanks for the ask! These were so fun to think about, and 9 is actually a long-running sub-plot in my main fic series!

4) How easy is it to earn their trust?

Kara tends to start out 'true neutral' with most people. Trust is easily earned with her, but also very easily broken, and she is not generally one for second chances.

That said, trust is also very variable within individuals.

e.g: Does Kara trust Taimi to come through with a plan? Absolutely, to the hilt. Does Kara trust her not to draw a moustache on her while she sleeps? Not in million years. One eye open, always.

9) Do they swear?

Most people would put their hands on their hearts and claim Commander Kara Jorgensdottir never swears. Never. 'Skritting hell', 'wolf's teeth' or 'damn' is probably the closest the vast majority of people have come to hearing her say any kind of curse word. [think canon dialogue]

She is very focused on living up to her legend and trying to be who she believes a leader should be, and speaking in a proper and dignified manner is part of that.

She also tends to scold others for swearing around her.

She does swear, of course. Only ever in her head, or when she's alone, or in...ahem...very specific situations.

15) How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

Thanks (?) to her connection to Jormag, public speaking is like breathing to Kara. She can stand in front of a crowd and deliver a rousing speech or pep talk without a single thought or opinion in her head on a matter.

Sometimes she can't even remember what she said afterwards. It's almost like something else takes over...

21) Why do they get up in the morning?

I could give you a big inspiring paragraph on saving Tyria and stuff, and that would all be true, but let's be real for a second here - it's usually because her dog wants his breakfast.

E) Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you?

I'd love to say we would get on, but I don't think we'd be friends as such.

She loves the outdoors and doesn't know how to relax, and I am more of a 'sit on my ass in a temperature-controlled environment' sort of person.

I could give her a run for her money at a moot though!

[femmmie]

What comes next

Anthony and Ian get it on, @lilac-hecox gave me this idea. But ofc I had to make it angsty. Sorry!

Anthony was horny. He was always horny around Ian. Even at his least horny, he was at least a little horny when they were together. But right now, his dong pressed against his pants uncomfortably. Luckily, he was having a great time.

Ian and Anthony were writing. The new sketch was really coming along. Looking at Ian, it seemed to Anthony like he was radiating, glowing with creativity. It was incredible to witness. And as much as it pained him, he had to tone down the more edgy - and therefore funnier - jokes. He would love to see what a truly unchained, unhinged sketch by Ian would look like.

"And then Courtney will say, ohh but I just drank all this delicious mommy milk, I'm not sure if I can handle more." Ian made a duck face and put his index finger on his lower lip, turned around and stuck his ass out at Anthony.

Anthony fidgeted in his office chair. They were at his house, his home office. His damn dick wouldn't chill out and his best friend looked more delicious every day. Of course, in the old days, there had been the many instances Ian had made innuendos and Anthony had called his bluff. Most of the time, Ian would retreat, but when they would be particularly high, he would go further, and further, and before they knew it they would be naked in Anthony's bed. They were regrettably sober today.

"Ian, I would scream laugh if I saw this, but I wouldn't be able to because YouTube would have blocked the video and deleted our channel."

"I know, I just wanted to see your reaction. That look on your face, like you have right now, it's priceless." Ian grinned.

"Oh, shut up. I tell you, you have a nice butt and you work it into every single joke today," Anthony looked at Ian's body, so curvy and inviting...

"If you got it, flaunt it!" Ian retorted and did a goofy fucking dance, making Anthony super annoyed and turned on.

"Ugh, lunch break."

"Alright... but you're into it!"

They sat down at the kitchen table, having what could only be described as a very LA lunch. Gluten-free, vegan bagels with avocado spread. Anthony was still fidgeting, changing the way he sat constantly. Ian looked at him while chewing on his bagel.

"Ohkay, cut it out. What's the matter, my guy?"

"Well, Ian," Anthony began. Dare he admit the truth? Anthony shut his eyes for a brief moment and remembered what he'd learned in therapy.

"Well... Ever since we've gotten back together, I... have noticed how good you look.. and how I would absolutely destroy that bussy." In his last sentence, he used just a little bit of comedy in his intonation, but he meant it absolutely serious.

"Dude, I've seen you looking," Ian responded, a small smile on his face while chewing food and talking at the same time.

"You want it, don't you?"

Ian swallowed his bite and stood up, turned around, and twerked.

"In front of MY salad?!" Anthony protested, pleased with himself. Ian kept twerking, and Anthony just grabbed his butt, held it tightly, and said: "That's quite enough, mister Hecox." He squeezed and almost nutted in his pants.

"Do you want me to put a baby in you?"

"Ew no?"

"I mean my semen, dumbass"

"Ohhh, in that case, yeah."

Anthony gave Ian's ass-cheeks a slap and pulled down his pants.

"Why do you think I keep showing you my ass? I want you to fuck me already! We haven't done it since we've reconciled, it's been too long, damnit."

"You're so willing, aren't you?"

They walked towards Anthony's bedroom but landed on the couch.

"Fuck, have you grown since then? A.. argh yes, oh please be gentle.."

"It has been too damn long. Argh, I need this so badly!"

Anthony saw Ian's hole, his thick ass, though maybe not as thick as before, and he couldn't help but go in full speed.

"Ahh, OH! Anthony..."

"I will, I will."

Anthony slowed down. "You're doing great. Please just breathe in and out, okay? I'm going in fully now."

"Ian I'm gonna come already, you turn me on so much, more than anyone... IAN!!"

Sweat dripped along Anthony's temples, down his chin, on top of Ian's beautiful back.

"Thank you..."

He slid out of Ian, and they walked to the shower to clean up.

"Hey, what's up?"

Anthony was looking down, lip quivering.

"I.. I'm just so frustrated. Why is the best sex in the world, with YOU, not a fertile kind of sex? Why can't we have kids together..."

Ian took Anthony's face in his hand and looked into his caramel eyes.

"Hey, I understand that feeling. But truly, even if I could have children, I wouldn't."

"Why not? Wouldn't our kids be so cute?"

"That they would, you're right. Come here."

They embraced, and Anthony let his tears stream freely, for they were being washed away by the shower. This feeling was very important to acknowledge, he thought, for it showed him what he wanted in life. He wanted a family. And he wanted Ian to be part of it. How that would look like, he didn't know yet, but he would figure it out, as he always did.

Ian was already back on his bullshit, flaunting his ass while drying off.

"I hope you're ready for another round!" Anthony teased

[mossy-mushrooms]

Taste of terror

Part 10

“Hey Callum?”

“Yeah?” Callum looked over to his brother who was staring straight ahead, where their father and Vivienne sat. “Look at Vivienne, she seem familiar?” What was he on about? Callum looked at the pink haired woman who was trying out the new goods their father made.

“No? She doesn’t remind of anyone if that’s what you mean...” Callum answered as he looked back at his brother. “you mean to tell me, that when you look at her, and— she doesn’t look like the famous French model that you have posters of?” Callum stared at Emerynn like he had grown three heads.

“uh hello? My idol  is married and she doesn't have the.. grey hair."

“Callum. You're colourblind.” Emerynn sighed before continuing, "Vivienne's hair is pink. And they look the same." Callum scoffed in disbelief at his twin's words. "You're such an ass. But I still don't think it's her." He said, crossing his arms — Callum would know if his favourite model was right in front of him, and she looked different. To him at least.

"Yeah? We'll see." Callum sputtered as Emerynn got up and started to make his way to the pair of adults, he quickly followed his twin.

.....

The silence was not uncomfortable, at least not for Vivienne, they had just bought the hair dye she needed and were walking out of the store.

Cheshire cleared his throat as he looked ahead. “So- uh there’s a good restaurant in this town, would you like to have dinner? That is if you have the time?” was she hearing this right? Vivienne quickly calmed herself down. “well alright, I wouldn’t mind”

Thank the gods that she knew how to keep her composure.

“Alright then, get in and I’ll drive us to the place” the older man chuckles as he once again puts his hand on her lower back to guide her, was he doing this on purpose or did he actually not notice?

___________________________________________

The bistro was quaint and quite lovely,  Vivienne looked around the place as they sat in the back of the establishment — she wasn’t sure if there were any people that might have heard of her. “I’m glad this place is warm, it was freezing outside.” The older man that was across her spoke up, his baritone voice finally bringing her gaze to him once again.

“oh yes, I agree."

Vivienne fidgeted with her fingers as the waiter came up to them.

"Good evening, are you two ready to order?"

The older man looked over at Vivienne,

She just nodded slightly– Cheshire then turned back to the waiter.

"Uh yes we're ready, I'll just have a medium rare steak and some whiskey, as for the lady.."

He trailed off letting her order what she wanted.

"I'll have the cesar salad and a glass of rosé" she smiled politely as she usually did, nothing cost her being nice to people. Especially since she knew what kind of weirdos and rude people they had to deal with.

Once the waiter had left Cheshire immediately turned back to Vivienne, oh great. Was he going to be weird? What if he wanted more than this and was just acting nice?

No, no — he couldn't think like that.. but then again he was divorced. Just as her thoughts were beginning to spiral the older man spoke up again.

"So how come a lady as pretty as you is single?" And he was looking at her with those eyes again, the warm ones– ones she didn't know the meaning of.

"Aren't you curious Mr. Blackwood?" There was a playful bite to her words that had been making itself more apparent these last few days.

"Can you blame me? It is a shock to not see people chasing a pretty thing like you."

"It's complicated." The response was short and the man's expression sobered up immediately.

"I understand then."

...

The salad on Vivienne's plate looked ridiculous compared to the size of his steak. His mismatched eyes looked back up at Vivienne, she seemed so poised..

"Would you like to try some? It's really good" Cheshire didn't really wait as he cut a piece of the steak, holding it up — his hand under the fork just in case.

Damn him and his smile, she didn't know if he was being smug or truly oblivious. She could already feel people staring at her.

"No–no it's fine.." the piece of steak was still Infront of her, with a reluctant sigh she opened her mouth. Almost immediately the older man placed the sliced steak to her lips gently.

Damn that was good- Vivienne thought begrudgingly as she chewed on the steak,

looking up at him again she spoke.

"So.. i moved here and I want to make friends.." Vivienne started and the older man immediately caught on. 

"There's a but  there huh"

"Exactly, see I had some uh bad friends back home and it's kinda weird that I only talk to you and your sons but I also don't really want to talk to Clyde I mean you know how he is" the pink haired woman explained and added on. "So can you tell me who to stay away from and who's alright?" at that he immediately leaned in as he nursed his whiskey glass.

"Ah I get you, I know there are these two girls Lilias and Caoimhe— I don't know much about them but I've heard that they're problematic."

Cheshire said, putting his glass down.

"And you're right to stay away from Clyde, he's tapped in the head. Has been since he could think." The white haired man scoffed, wow he really didn't like Clyde either.

A few minutes of silence pass, and of course Vivienne had to bring up what was on her mind.

"How come you're taking a lady to dinner hm? For all I know you're still married or have a new wife at home"

She spoke before taking a bite of her salad, she knew she was pushing his buttons. The giggle left her lips as she stared at him— the curiosity in her just had to see how he would react? Would he try to act normal? That would be easy to see through, but she had to know after all Vivienne didn't want to be a homewrecker.

But the man just chuckled as if he was amused by her not so subtle probing.

"No I'm not married anymore. We uh- we had an argument a few years ago, she was unfaithful and left the house in a blizzard. Never saw her again."

The bistro felt oddly far away to her now, she never thought that the dinner would stear in this direction. "Uhm.." Vivienne want to say something but she didn't know what.

"It was years ago, so you're fine."

She didn't feel like it, this felt like a sudden weight on the whole atmosphere.

It was too oppressing, but he still had that smile on his face— and it made sense in a way, it happened years ago according to him.

"I uh.. I can understand how you feel, I had a friend back home and she wasn't the best... At all, she somehow always made herself the victim."

Cheshire raised his eyebrows at that,

"How are we both victims of manipulative people, fun for us huh?"

....

They had finished dinner and once again Cheshire didn't let her pay at all, but she couldn't pout for too long anyway.

And now only their footfalls were filling the silence on their walk back to Cheshire's car.

And as the man started up the car Vivienne stayed quiet, there wasn't really to talk about. It felt wrong to do that after she found out about his ex missing and possibly dead wife.

....

The silence proved to be quite awkward for them, they were halfway out of the town and no one spoke a word. That is until Cheshire broke it.

"Listen, I'm sorry for the kids. Emerynn doesn't talk to other people much and he's always been different from other kids." Well this was unexpected, but not unwelcome at least.

"It's okay, but can I ask what you mean?"

Vivienne prodded, finally looking back at the older man who kept his mismatched eyes ahead.

"The kid's got autism, I don't know how Callum doesn't as well but I'm no scientist." Cheshire turned the staring wheel with one hand while keeping the other on the gear shift. He spoke again – "once again sorry about them they don't mean any harm, and If you feel uncomfortable please tell me–Alright?"

Ughh now Vivienne didn't know how to respond, he must know what his voice is like, there's no way he doesn't know how smooth it is.

"It's fine, don't worry.."

"Oh- and also about Clyde–" "–the Incel who's mental" Cheshire interjected as he nodes along.

"He's so weird, he's a regular at my pastry shop but he's so socially inept."

Vivienne started to talk again, the annoyance in her voice clear.

"I hear you, I heard he even harassed a corner shop worker. And nothing could be done since his father is some big shot." Cheshire gruffly added on, when Vivienne looked out the window she saw that the snow was steadily picking up.

"At least he helped me put cameras in my place after I heard weird sounds-" the pink haired woman abruptly cut herself off as Cheshire stepped on the break pedal almost too harshly, before pulling off of the road.

"Mr. Blackwood what-" when Vivienne looked at the older man she saw the subtle clenched jaw and the furrow of his brows.

"Please tell me I heard you wrong bonnie." He muttered as he turned on the turn signals so the cars would pass by them.

"I- why-... It's not that weird?" It took Vivienne a second to formulate her words but they came out as confused and even a bit panicked.

"I don't trust that creepy bastard, who knows what he did to those cameras or if he put more that you don't know about. And with you told me– he's a regular for you." Cheshire sneered at the thought of it- wow he really was pissed off just by the possibility. Vivienne's thoughts were racing– god what if he put some in the bathroom. She felt sick to her stomach.

"Do you want to stay over, I don't feel alright with you staying in a house that could be have hidden shit. We can get your stuff and get out quick yeah?"

Vivienne just nodded, could she even find the words? The woman thought she was just being paranoid but now when someone else immediately confirmed her creeping thoughts that were stuffed in the back of her mind, at least it made her feel a bit better.

"We'll check it out tomorrow, if you don't want to be alone- the twins can spend time with you, they can be menaces when needed." A small laughed bubbled out of Vivienne's throat at that, but it did ease her worries a little bit.

Well at least Vivienne wouldn't be alone at work.

"Thanks, I appreciate it– also can you turn up the heat? It's a bit cold.."

Cheshire looked apologetic but then perked up.

"Uh it's turned on all the way—but I do have a hoodie in the back seat." The older man spoke quickly as he turned to get It.

The purple hoodie practically swallowed her whole when she put it on but damn did was it doing its job, she already felt herself warming up- aside from her face.

And as Cheshire started to drive again Vivienne felt oddly lighter? Like a weight was lifted off of her chest.

[magicat1337]

The Digital Squire

April 4, 2005

Me, Dad, Roxy, and Dallas were all going to the theater! Dad was very reluctant to take us, but I got him to cave in eventually. Roxy had brainstormed ways to excuse her being out so late for hours the previous day. You would not like to see her mom's wrath. The school day was relatively boring, save for my outfit, which looked more like I was going to a rave after school than a movie; black and green Tripp pants, a spiked collar around my neck, starry hoop earrings, a shirt that said “Sometimes, I just wanna put on a bunny suit and scream,” my favorite GIR hoodie, tons of hairclips and a pair of Doc Martens. 

Roxy had an outfit with a similar, but higher level of coolness; she wore a Tripp dress with zippers all over it, with a leather jacket over it, a pair of fishnet socks, some gorgeous jewelry, and a pair of big, stompy Demonias. 

We had a relatively standard day, except our subsitute bus driver decided to drop me off last for some reason. Roxy and I screamed in confusion as he drove past our house over and over again to drop off the other kids. At one stop, I got out of my seat and yelled at him.

“Why aren’t you letting us go home?” I shouted.

“I am, you just need to learn some goddamned patience!” he yelled back. “Sit your asses down!”

Roxy was losing her cool too, she was the first to get dropped off every day!

At Leilani’s stop, I snapped and tried getting off the bus, but at that moment the bus started moving again and I toppled over. Thank God Dylan wasn’t there, he lived all the way in Caledonia, and I was already upset enough as is.

I spent the entire hour on the phone with Mom, recording the conversation. When I got home, I was exhausted and upset, ready to snap. 

“Finally, you’re home! exclaimed Dad. “What took so long?” Mom explained everything to him, which left his jaw on the floor. 

After a few hours of punching walls and unwinding with an aggressive rant on LiveJournal, Dad rounded up me and Dallas for the car. 

“First, we’re gonna stop at the Village Squire for dinner,” Dad said as soon as Roxy got in the car. The Village Squire was (and still is) an excellent medieval themed restaurant. Every time I went inside of that little restaurant, I felt like a little hobbit! Roxy and I shared music and comics throughout the entire 45 minute car ride, giggling and talking with each other. Dallas was in his own little world.

“Your mom’s gonna be pissed when you show up at 10PM” I reminded her, nervously giggling.

“Don’t worry, he made an excellent excuse” she told me.

Once we got to the Squire, she offered to hold Vivica for me when we went inside. We sat in a dimly lit booth.

“You have to order steak or else you’ll die!” I told Roxy as soon as we got our menus. 

“Why?” she asked, tilting her head.

“So we can reenact the scene with Cypher and Agent Smith, silly!”

”Hm, if you insist.”

“I mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want to, it’d just be fun.”

“That contradicts what you just s–”

At that moment, the waiter came and gave us our inevitable Squire popcorn. We all turned around and began to order. I got a New York Strip with a baked potato and broccoli, and for drinks I had a Diet Coke. Roxy ordered a prime rib with french onion soup and an assortment of fresh fruit with water. Dad ordered a Squire burger with beer battered fries, and he also chose the appetizer; we were getting saganaki even though I wanted mozzarella sticks. Saganaki is a cheese they set on fire in front of you, it tastes funky but you get used to the taste after an unspecified period of time. Dallas got chicken parmesan and caesar salad, though I can’t remember what he got to drink. 

The dinner was excellent, and by the time we were all finished, it was the perfect time! We pulled up to The Showplace using a backroad which made it so we didn’t hit a single stoplight.

The inside of the theater was like if agoraphobia was a place. The employees were useless, barely anybody else was inside the theater, and it seemed like the perfect place to get lost. Roxy and I looked at each other, wondering if we should’ve snuck some Squire popcorn into the theater. The concession stand was the only thing that didn’t make my heart pound. I ordered a cherry lime Powerade and got some Dippin Dots as well.

As we got into the theater, I realized I rushed everyone too hard: they were still showing the pre-trailer ads! I had some time to kill, so I attempted to explore deviantART on my flip phone. That worked about just as well as you’d expect, so I just played with the 300 virtual pet games on my phone until Dad tapped on my shoulder), while Roxy played with Vivica. She didn’t bring her cell phone for reasons probably relating to her parents.

We had tons of fun watching the movie, giggling over certain scenes and stuff. At the end, when Neo destroyed Smith, Roxy and Dad both covered my eyes. Once the credits began to roll, I didn’t want to leave the theater, for I loved the end credit music. Dad spent 15 minutes fixing the straps of my Tripps, which were messed up.

When I got home, I made my way up to my room, opened my laptop, and posted a deviantART journal

The Matrix…IN A THEATER!

Mood: Joy

Listening To: Rage Against the Machine, Wake Up

Watching: The Matrix

Drinking: Soda

Well, mah parents caved in n drove me 2 Crystal Lake 2 see da Matrix in a theater n it was SOOPA FUN! As typical parent behavior, mah dad covered my eyes at da end when Neo destroys Smith LOLZZZZZZ, we also went 2 dis restaurant called village squire right by da theater, its teh 1337! They have rly rly good steaks.

[fangirlmary]

"Short Phone Call"

Summary: Second installment of Two Brothers, One Friend, Many Stories series. Ashley's first phone conversation with her old childhood friend, the Undertaker, happens two days after her children go off to summer camp for two weeks. Kayfabe details used only.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Undertaker. I only own my original characters.

While it was lonely without her children at home, Ashley felt that the temporary peace and quiet was nice at times. Especially when she got home from work two days after they had left for camp and 5 days after she had encountered her childhood friend Mark, who was now the Undertaker and working for the World Wrestling Federation. Because she had been busy, she was not aware of what had occurred in this week's broadcast of Monday Night Raw, nor had she seen the Summer Slam PPV. The single mom was not thinking about the latter yet though as she heated up Chef Boyardee ravioli for herself on the stove and put the last bit of salad that she had in the fridge on a salad plate. After the ravioli was done, she put it into a bowl, turned off the stove, buttered a slice of white bread after putting that on a different plate, and then poured some milk into a glass. She sat down at the dining room table to have her meal, glad that she could take a little bit of time to relax.

It was at the moment that Ashley had finished her meal that the phone rang. She immediately went to the living room and sat on the light brown sofa in front of the window as the phone was on the end table to the left next to a small lamp. Then she picked up the phone receiver. "Hello."

"Good evening, Ashley. I had some news that I wanted to share with you." The Undertaker was in a hotel room by himself, having opted to call from there rather than using a pay phone to save some money.

"What would that be, Mark?" Ashley asked, not sure what to think. She had heard about Paul Bearer betraying him as one of her high school friends had been at Summer Slam and told her about it. She had a feeling that he would not want to talk about that yet.

"I found out that Alexander's soul is in the same place as my parents' souls. He also told me that as much as he liked me as a professional wrestler, he would kick my ass if he found out that I was not being a good friend to you." The Deadman replied. He knew that he hadn't needed to find out that information, but he still felt obligated to help his old friend.

Tears of relief ran down Ashley's face. "Thank you for letting me know. You didn't have to do that, but I appreciate it all the same." It might not have been enough to give her closure at this point, but it was a good step in that direction.

"You're welcome. You did so much for me when we were younger, and I thought it was time that I paid you back in some form." The Undertaker paused for a second and then changed the subject. "What else have you been up to?"

"Lucas, Colin, and Meredith are at summer camp; they left on Sunday for two weeks. While I have been a bit lonely, the peace and quiet have been welcome, and work is going well. I love baking for a living, although some have joked about my married name being the same as a spice manufacturer, and that gets annoying. Overall, things are slowly getting better for me." Ashley replied, wiping her tears away with a tissue from the blue box of them that was on the tan coffee table in front of her. "I know the same can't really be said for you after what happened on Sunday at Summer Slam. I didn't see it, but I did hear about it on Monday. I understand if you don't want to talk about that, though."

The Undertaker was not surprised by his old friend briefly alluding to Paul Bearer betraying him. He had heard some of the hotel staff discussing it in hushed voices out of pity for him earlier today when he had checked in. Ashley was expressing sympathy rather than pity, though, and as talkative as she was, he remembered that she had known when to stop and listen instead when they were children and still remembered it. Nonetheless, he didn't want to say a lot regarding that subject. "I would rather not talk about Paul's betrayal other than to say it hurts more than what was shown on television."

"I won't push it then. I just want to remind you, Mark, that you don't have to deal with your issues alone; I'm in your corner metaphorically speaking, and I promise that I would never do what he did." Ashley assured him in a comforting tone of voice, hoping that he would believe her. As much as she had disagreed with some of the things he had been doing as a professional wrestler, such as locking the Ultimate Warrior in a casket a few years ago, she couldn't find it in her to dislike her childhood friend at all.

"You are a better friend than I deserve, Ashley." The Undertaker seemed relieved that he had one person he could trust to have his back. "That's why I have started to worry that someone might try to use you to get to me if anyone else in the World Wrestling Federation finds out about our childhood friendship. I tore up the note that had your address and phone number on it and flushed the pieces down a toilet to keep anyone else from getting that information."

"Thanks for doing that, and I can understand that worry. If an opponent of yours does find out about my existence and tries to do something awful to me, I have no doubt that you would kick their ass six ways to Sunday." Ashley had taken self-defense classes though; her parents had insisted on it. "Still, I do hope things get better for you and that you win your next match. For now, I've got to hang up; I get thrown off if my evening routine gets disrupted for too long."

"I will talk to you on Saturday evening then. Stay safe, Ashley. I hope things get better for you as well. Good night." The Undertaker replied.

"Good night, Mark." Ashley hung up the phone and went to wash the dishes she had used. After that, she made sure that the garbage can and recycling bins were by the road to be picked up on Wednesday morning and then turned on the TV to watch Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy. When those shows were over, she turned off the TV, packed her lunch for the next day and put it in the fridge, and then went to brush her teeth. After that, Ashley changed into her light pink pajamas and turned off the lights in the house once she had double-checked the locks on the outside doors. She then got into bed, falling asleep quickly.

Ashley had no idea what would happen next to either her or the Undertaker. She did know that she would have to go back to school shopping for her children on Saturday since she dreamt about doing so. The single mother of three also knew that it was anyone's guess as to how long it would take for the rest of the WWF roster to find out about her friendship with the Undertaker as she awoke after her dream had turned into one about her being interviewed by Jerry Lawler. Still, she decided to focus on the present as she had breakfast, got dressed for work, brushed her teeth, and grabbed her brown paper bag of lunch out of the refrigerator. By the time she had left the house after having made sure that the doors were locked once more, she was solely focused on what she would be doing at work.

[casspurrjoybell-27]

Claimed by the Beast - Everett's Epilogue

*Warning: Adult Content*   

YEARS LATER - Part 1

When Everett rolls to a stop in the driveway of his home, seeing several cars parked randomly around the front yard makes him curse under his breath.

"Everyone is here already? Shit. I didn't get time to wrap the twins' presents," he mutters while exiting the car in a hurry not to get spotted.

He pops the trunk to grab a pair of plush lions from his latest conservation project in Africa, along with several other unwrapped gifts.

He juggles them awkwardly as he makes his way up to the front door.

It swings open before he can balance the presents to fumble for his keys.

"Need help?" Knox greets him with an amused grin while taking a portion of the gifts.

"What's the frown for?"

"I should've listened to you," Everett says with a pout as they step inside together.

"I should've bought the gifts earlier instead of at the last minute. I didn't get time to wrap them because my meeting ran over..."

"Calm down, Kitten." Knox's strong arms wrap around him from behind once their hands are free.

Everett allows himself a moment to melt into the man's warmth.

"They're just kids. They don't give a shit whether their gifts are wrapped or not."

"Watch your mouth," Everett playfully scolds.

"They might hear you."

"Not possible. We're still in the foyer and they're too busy kicking Finn's ass to notice."

Just then, Everett hears the lively shrieks coming from the living room.

He orders Knox to hide the gifts in one of the spare bedrooms before making his way over to greet the birthday boy and girl.

He finds Finn, red-faced from exertion, trying in vain to wrangle his and Rachel's twins and keep them from jumping on the couch cushions.

"What's going on in here? Sounds like a party is happening without me," Everett announces, his arms open wide.

"Come here, munchkins."

"Uncle Eve. Uncle Eve."

Two small bodies scramble off the couch and barrel into him at high speed, nearly knocking the breath out of his lungs.

"Happy Birthday, Uncle Eve," Lillian giggles.

"Hey, it's not my birthday, silly girl. It's you and your brother's birthday today." Everett chuckles, tousling the twins' hair before they start to run circles around him.

"Slow down before you hurt yourselves. I don't want to get yelled at by your Mama."

The kids laugh him off and return to play fighting with Finn.

"When are you and Knox gonna be available for weekend sleepovers?" Finn asks, only half-joking.

Everett snorts.

"I love you guys but literally never."

The front door opens again and in walks Alissa and Michael, their arms laden with dishes covered in aluminum foil.

The smell of grilled pork and beef has Everett's stomach rumbling louder than Finn's pained wail after Finley Jr. accidentally socks him in the eye.

Now, this kind of chaos?

Everett could live in it every single day.

"I think someone else needs to man the grill because I'm pretty sure Mikey overcooked the pork chops," Alissa announces.

"And the bratwursts..."

"Thanks a lot, snitch."

Michael greets Everett in passing.

"Hey, man. When's the next big trip?"

"Not for a couple more months."

Everett smiles, following them into the kitchen where he finds Rachel making a massive salad.

"Hey, Racheal."

"Hey, Everett. Thanks for having us over this year."

She washes her hands after finishing up, and then pulls him into a brief hug.

"I'm absolutely obsessed with the new floor that you guys got installed. You'll have to give me the names of the people who did it."

"Oh, it was just Knox. He didn't want people coming in and out of the house, so he decided he'd do it himself," Everett chuckles.

"The guy is a quick learner."

'Speaking of which, where'd he run off to? Shouldn't take this long to hide a few presents.'

"Well, let him know I'd pay him to re-do our floors the next time he gets bored and wants something to do," Rachel says.

"I'm gonna take over the grill before Michael scorches everything we've bought. See ya out there."

Everett laughs.

"See ya."

As she walks by, Finn's gaze trails appreciatively after his wife.

"I fucking love that woman."

One twin giggles.

"Daddy, no bad words."

Extracting himself from the Monroe's and Alissa and Michael's playful bickering, Everett sneaks off upstairs to his bedroom to change clothes and freshen up.

Having only lived in the small bedroom at The Fallen's Angels' clubhouse, Knox knew exactly what he wanted when designing this house with Everett.

He specifically wanted the master bedroom to be grand in size with a minimalistic style, the colors a mix of black, gold and white.

Everett had minimal complaints throughout the construction process.

He was just happy to watch Knox work on a dream that he created for himself and watch it actually come to fruition.

Everett quietly slips inside to find Knox fiddling with something at the dresser.

He hastily shuts a drawer as Everett tosses his jacket aside and begins undressing.

"You good in here?" Everett asks, shrugging out of his jeans.

"Thought you might've gotten lost on your way back."

"No, I was just, uh...meddling with something," Knox replies, sounding oddly flustered.

He slips a hand in his pocket, then turns to face Everett.

"How was work today? I didn't get to ask you earlier."

Everett sighs as he walks into Knox's waiting embrace, resting his head on his shoulder.

"Rewarding and exhausting at the same time. You?"

"Same," Knox murmurs, pressing a kiss to Everett's temple.

"Want me to join you in there?" he smirks, suggestively, nodding toward their en-suite bathroom.

"Absolutely not," Everett shakes his head and playfully shoves Knox back.

"We're the hosts, remember? At least one of us has to be out there at all times helping to entertain our guests and making sure Michael doesn't burn anything down."

"Who even let him on the grill to begin with?" Knox groans but relents.

"Fine. I'll head back out there but you hurry up in here. It takes a village to monitor those crazy kids."

"I'll be quick."

Everett gives him one last peck before entering the bathroom.

"I love you."

Knox smiles after him.

"I love you more."

********

By the time Everett returns to the party, freshly showered and changed, everything is in full swing.

After Knox purchased the land, it took about a year and some change for their house to be built.

It's two stories of sleek design surrounded by tall trees and a gated perimeter with a state-of-the-art security system.

It provides the safety and privacy they both crave, especially given Knox's MC affiliations.

'I still can't believe this is all ours'.

Everett's gaze sweeps across the few acres they call their own... a big beautiful stretch of land that feels infinite in moments like this.

The expansive backyard where the party is held, visible through the glass sliding doors, was once home to Knox's motorcycle shop, Hansley Restorations but as his clientele grew, Knox wisely chose to move the business elsewhere, keeping their home separate from the shop's dealings.

That never stopped his brothers from coming by to pay a visit, though.

These days, Knox's involvement with The Fallen Angels MC is minimal, only helping out when absolutely necessary.

His priority now is Everett and his business.

Loving him, maturing with him, growing old with him and helping tend to the needs of their new home.

Everett is on the exact same page.

It's just too bad that his father isn't.

Gary and Sarah are the only ones missing from today's fun.

Gary's relationship with Knox has come a long way, though traces of distrust still linger.

'Baby steps,' Everett constantly reminds himself but on a positive note, at least his parents allow him and Knox over for family dinner every other Sunday now.

Progress.

Another round of laughter rings out, drawing Everett's attention and pulling him out of his head.

He looks on to find Knox chasing one of the twins around the lawn, both of them grinning from ear to ear.

The sight makes Everett's heart swell tenfold.

There was a time when Everett feared their relationship was doomed to end in heartbreak and at one point, death.

He feared that the baggage of Knox's past would be too much to overcome but watching his man now, so carefree and happy, Everett has never been more grateful to be proven wrong.

With a smile, Everett jogs forward to be one with the beautiful madness that is his new life. 

[megan-loves-surveys]

#18.

What are three things that make you feel sick to your stomach? 🤮: Other people vomiting, pieces of onion in things (onion flavour is fine, I just don't like the texture of them) and rotten egg smell.

Have you ever had food poisoning? 🤢: Yup. It was from an egg sandwich at a bakery, I think the eggs weren't refrigerated properly. Every single person that ate at that place got sick that day. It eventually went out of business lol.

What is your favorite shade of green? 💚: I like all shades.

What are three items on your current to-do list? ✅: Go to the gym, buy a few things (shapewear mainly) and check in with my BFF.

What is one of your favorite Christmas carols? 🎄: I dunno about carols, but I loveeeeee Girls Aloud's Christmas EP. Their original songs, especially "Count The Days", are gorgeous.

What are three things that you would buy if you were rich? 🤑: I'd just travel constantly, and come home to NZ in the summer. I'd also get front row seats to every WWE and AEW event lol.

Do you own a Nerf gun? 🔫: No.

Have you ever been a member of a 4H club? 🍀: No idea what that even is, lol.

Have you ever been to Washington state? 🌲: I've been to the airport there when I was transferring between San Francisco and Chicago.

What is your favorite thing about the beach? 🌴: I'm not a big fan of the beach, but I do like when you go and the weather is glorious.

Are you afraid of snakes? 🐍: We don't have snakes in my country, so I don't really have any experience with them xD

Do you think frogs are ugly? 🐸: No, they can be cute!

Are you Irish? ☘️: Yep, my last name couldn't get any more Irish if it tried (it has an apostrophe in it xD).

Name three things that you find refreshing. 🌿: Cold water, nice fresh air and a nice shower.

What are three things you like about spring? 🍃: Winter is over, it's getting warmer and the trees are going green again.

Do you like guacamole? 🥑: Not really.

Do you have spring allergies? 🌱: Definitely.

Are you currently waiting for something? 🐢: A few things, yeah.

What are three things that don’t exist, that you think it would be cool if they did? 🦖: Flying, a way to make sure I always had enough money and cheaper travel :P

Are you a bookworm? 🐛: Used to be, but sadly not anymore.

What is your favorite type of tree? 🌳: I don't know what the names of trees are lol.

Do you have a green thumb? 🧤: No.

Have you ever had kiwi by itself, not paired with strawberry? 🥝: All the time, tho in my country, it's called kiwifruit xD

Have you ever had a coworker named Liz? 🦎: No.

What are three of your favorite things to put on salads? 🥗: Mayo and that balsamic dressing.

What is your favorite vegetable? 🥦: Potatoes. Obviously. Also corn and peas.

Have you ever cut cucumbers? 🥒: No?

Who was/were your favorite high school teachers? 🍏: Miss Haywood was cool, she was my IT teacher.

Have you had COVID? 🦠: I definitely did, in 2022. I was sick far longer than I usually am with a cold, and I felt shitty for weeks after - I was tired by the middle of the day and kept getting dizzy. I think I had it again last year too, but I never tested so I can never be sure.

What’s your favorite type of salad dressing? 🥬: Mayo.

How often do you take the trash out? 🚛 : We put our bins out once every 2 weeks, but more often if they get super full.

When was the last time you completed a jigsaw puzzle? 🧩: Good lord, I have no clue.

What are three things that appeal to you about New York City? 🗽: So many things to do, I love that busy city feel and great shopping.

Do you own a pair of Crocs, and if so, what color are they? 🐊: Hell no. And if I ever wear a pair, please kick my ass cos I've clearly lost my mind LOL.

What is your Chinese zodiac sign? 🐲: Rabbit.

What is your favorite game show to watch? ❎: Dunno.

Do you own any succulents? 🎍: No.

What was the last type of fruit you ate? 🍈: Kiwifruit.

About how much time do you spend online in a day? ✳️: Too many hours lol.

Do you prefer canoeing or kayaking? 🛶: Neither.

What is your least favorite shade of green? 🟩: All of them are cool.

Name three things you hate or dislike that are green. 🟢: Green onions, that weird chives stuff that's in everything... hmm.

What makes you shine? ❇️: Dunno.

Do you prefer books or movies? 📗: Books.

Are you more reserved or outspoken? 🈯️: I can be both.

Do you like olives? 🫒: No.

Do you like pears? 🍐: Not really, I don't like the gritty texture.

Do you own a notebook made out of recycled paper? ♻️:? Not that I know of.

Have you ever performed a trick with a yo-yo?🪀: Maybe as a kid, yo-yos were a fad for awhile.

Do you like peppers? 🫑: Not particularly.

What are three of your favorite insects (or insects that you think look cool)? 🪲: Butterflies, and that's about it.

What is your favorite zoo animal? 🦚: Anything cute.

Would you ever dye your hair green? 🧑‍🎤: Perhaps, I already do blue and purple, green is not that much of a stretch.

When was the last time you had a juicebox?🧃: As a kid?

What is the highest level of science class you have completed? 🧪: None, lol.

What are three things that appeal to you about Japanese culture? 💹: They have the best music, video games, wrestling and video game music <3

Would you own a pet dragon if you could? 🐉: No.

Are you a tea drinker? 🍵: Only the bubble tea you get at places haha.

Do you like mangoes? 🥭: Yes.

Are you able to keep a plant alive? 🪴: Never really tried.

And last but not least, did you enjoy this survey? : Sure.

What’s your hair texture?

Very fine and thin. I wish it was thicker.

Do you have a certain spot in your house you go to for comfort?

I guess my room.

Do you play games on your phone?

Yes.

When was the last time you took medication?

The other day.

Would you rather do without sweet or salty snacks?

Sweets, I can't live without salty stuff.

Would you say that you are introspective?

Sure.

Do you enjoy buying gifts for others?

Yes.

Do you have any odd habits?

Depends what you consider odd.

Is acting something you’d enjoy? are you convincing?

I took Drama at school, but I don't think so.

When was the last time you couldn’t do something you had planned?

A couple of weeks ago when my friend got sick and had to cancel going to a wrestling show, he was my ride so I couldn't go either.

In what ways are you immature?

I love plushies haha <3

Does the weather impact your mood?

Oh yeah, shitty weather just ruins your mood.

Have you ever lost control of a car?

I don't drive.

Do you tend to be irrational or more realistic?

Realistic.

What was the last lie you told?

I told a white lie to a client at work the other day who was asking if their paper work had gone through, it hadn't, but I was tired of them calling to ask lol. So I said it had but the system was being slow so they'd shut up xD

What’s your thoughts on people having selfies as their phone backgrounds?

Who cares, it's their phone, they can do what they like. It doesn't affect you what their bg is like.

What is your phone background of?

On my lock screen, it's me with Five when I met them last week atm. On my main screen it's a photo of Mox xD

Have you ever purposely kept a library book?

No.

Are the Olympics something you get into?

Yes, about the only time I actually watch sports haha.

You’re given $500. what would you spend it on?

Wrestling merch and a few pairs of Converse!

Name something fun you do in your spare time.

Go to wrestling shows, I average 2 or 3 a month.

What did you get your first award for?

Something for English I'm sure.

How long do you spend online each day?

Too many hours.

Do you struggle with anxiety?

I can do.

Do you have anything close by that is soft and fluffy?

Not within reach, but I do have a super soft rug in my room xD

Does it bother you when people use all caps or all lower case letters?

Caps, yes. But when I message or type on Discord, I don't use capital letters at all so I can't complain about that xD The only time I use capital letters is when I'm on my phone and it automatically puts them.

Do you prefer lamps or overhead lights?

Both.

Chocolate, strawberry, or vanilla milkshake?

Chocolate or strawberry.

What’s something or someone you’ll always defend?

Jon Moxley. Always and forever.

Would you or have you ever dyed your hair blue?

Yep!

[nui-the-super-lesbian]

CATCH UP

That ultimate motherfucker @master-thief-gray-shadow tagged my ass so I might as well do the thingy

Last Song: Flyby Chinatown, had a city pop playlist on while I was grinding out Arkham Knight challenge medals. Working on 100% completing that game because I gotta hold my title as Queen of Arkham, yknow?

Currently Watching: Avatar the Last Airbender. Never actually watched the show front to back so I'm doin' that now.

Three Ships: EiMiko, NozoNico, and Nozomilla. It will never die

Currently Consuming: Buffalo chicken salad I made for lunch.

First ship: I'unno... RyuMako ig?

Place of Birth: I'unno, Ma always said she got me from the Gypsies.

Current Location: Your ass

Relationship Status: Single

Movie: I just watched Drive the other night. It was p good.

Currently Working On: A few personal things writing-wise. Also my body, I'm cosplaying the Raiden Shogun in May and I wanna look fuckin sexy when I do her.

Idk anyone else to tag, if you follow me and see this go ahead and say Mama Nui gave you permission to do this idc lmao

[enduringdevotion]

The wolf tumbled with the other, letting him move, but the sudden sting of the bile scent had him backing right up. He'd been careful to be light, seems Vash was far more frail than even a typical human. Granted, he shoulder charged him, but no one had thrown up like that.

Bile, mostly saliva but he can smell the acids from the stomach. Did his body even internally sit like a humans? He'd never really asked Nai that yet. He knew the sisters were interesting, their stomachs were mostly in the same place.

So he's torturing himself again. Figures.

The words just make him hiss, scowling as he hunches over him. The crowd is making noise, silencing their arguments to any but those right by them. Even lightly tossing the fruit salad in front of him will shatter something. Can't hide that from Roberto.

"Yeah? Well, now you know. Fuck, Vash, Roberto's gonna kick your ass if he finds out." He groaned, already seeing the scolding he himself is going to get for forgetting people arriving here are basic.

First he thumped the gate, but when no one opened it he just turned, kicking right at the hinges so the door would break open. He saw his hire and scowls.

"We had a deal, Nicholas. You won't get a single key if you walk out." The man's voice is low, a warning, leaving the wolf to twitch.

"Fuck your keys. I'm not fighting a cripple who looks ready to collapse at a breeze, you psycho. I kept everyone alive, like I promised." He snapped, stalking closer to the door, ready to leave.

"You won't be able to afford that house you wanted." The man's words had Nicholas looking ready to kill, the male backing away nervously.

"I said. Fuck your keys. As a matter of fact, fuck you. I quit, and next time I see your little bitches on the street, I'll send them to the ICU rather than just a broken bone." He leaves then, flipping off the crowd booing him to retreat to the back of the place.

There, he finds his cross, groaning as he rubs his face, reaching to snag a towel and wipe his hands, sure to rid himself of any evidence before fishing for the glowing vial as his lung finally complained from the blade wound earlier. He didn't care about the Plant he left behind, he'd run before he followed.

"Just run like you always do. Not like you cared to stay for me." He spits blood onto the floor, finally finding the vials he was after, sighing as he mentally notes when he's taken it to track the use. "There's my beauty." lips curl at the slender sight, turning it over a few times before bringing the tip between teeth, ready to break.

Vash swallowed thickly as he went to reply- but as his nose collided with Wolfwood's forehead, he stumbled back, gripping his nose as bright, blue blood dripped down his lip. He pressed a hand at his nose, wiping away what dripped. He looked back up at wolfwood, allowing himself to open up again for another hit. A winded cough left him as Wolfwood planted himself right against his stomach, tears dragging up as he got thrown back, hitting the floor HARD. He turned to his side, spitting up bile in shock as he pushed himself up, head lowered with a wild look in his eye- not fear, but relief. "Wolfwood, I KNOW you're angry...I know I hurt you, I can't be any more sorry than I am....but I just needed to know you were okay..."

[pollyna]

He is drinking his third shot when he realises that fuck it, if he could graduate from Harvard, becoming a doctor and a fucking excellent pilot, the 1% of the 1%, he could surley master the courage to go and talk with Admiral Kazansky. He has to talk with the man, not ask him for a date because he isn't Fritz. Frizt could go there and ask the man without having half of the alcohol Harvard has in his body now. He's not drunk, he swear. He just need a little liquid courage. Oh honey, you can go and talk to the man, he isn't going to eat you Penny says, filling his glass one more time. This is the last one of the night, so you go there before Mav comes around and swips him out before everyone's eyes. Okay, okay he can do it. Thanks Penny he says drinking until the last drop of his vodka.

He's half way the bar when Captain Mitchell slides on the booth, just on the right side of the Admiral and kisses him. Nope, so not gonna happen to night, sorry, he tried at least? he tries to convince himself when a hand drags him back towards the booth. So Harvard, my dear husband is asking himself when you would have find the courage to come and talk to him or if he had to make the first move to come to you. Now kid, you have to now that Iceman does the first move only with me or when he wants to get someone to disappear Mav says with a conspiratorial look at his husband so what about you sit your ass down son? I'd hate to loose another pilot so soon.

Harvard has to be very pale because another pilot? Oh god, he's going to die. Did Admiral Kazansky really- oh for chrissake Pete, let the man sit and have another drink before he has a heart attack. And then Harvard is sitting down without realising because Maverick is sneaky and he should have known better than to just trust the man. There's a beer already in front of himself and so, lieutenant what was all that fret? If it wasn't for the uniform, and that I hand picked you, I would have asked Penny to escort you out or that you were trying to flirt with me. the Adrmial says after a long minute of silence and Harvard is really trying to not choke on his own beer. It's-i'm not Fitz sir, I was trying to find the moment to come here and talk to you, sir. Everyone else did it and I didn't like to be left out of the loop, sir.

Uhuh, you're one of the kids I haven't seen around the house yet. But here you're, you can speak and introduce yourself the man is positively trying not to laugh and Captain Mitchell is stuffing is mouth of peanuts because he wants to be serious. He's going to say something, he really is, because his mouth is opening and closing and the beer bottle is slowly but steadley becoming lighter and still, not a single sentence is out.

Admiral Kazansky is looking at him, Captain Mitchell is looking at him, hell Penny is looking at him behind the bar but still, silence.

Did Mav ever told you what he did to piss Admiral Cane that much? the Admiral asks, looking back at his husband who's already trying to escape the story behind the question. But no sir, he didn't and so it begins.

Penny has to send them all out because she has to close the bar but the Admiral, call me Iceman, is still going on and on about this or that thing that Mav did or sharing randomly old gossip about other Admirals and Harvard's jaw is aching for how much he's laughin. It's 3 am and he has to go to sleep because in four hours they are going to have another loop to do and he needs to sleep but he really doesn't want to leave them. Now he gets why everyone is always around their house and why Halo decided to work with this particular Admiral years ago.

Do you prefer waffles or pancake Lieutenant? the Admiral asks, after exchanging their goodbyes.

Pancakes with a side of fruit salad, sir he answers, confused by the question. The last person who was interested in his breakfast habits was Yale and that's a particular story that involves a burn pan he doesn't want to think about right now. As it, it happend just two mornings ago and most of their clothes are still smelling like smoke.

Another on your side than, Mav. We will be expecting you on Sunday morning, it's going to be a brunch, all the squadron and the hopes are less alcohol in the mimosas than last time the Admiral announces before walking away, a half asleep Maverick on his side and Penny looking at them by her car.

Sunday morning. Perfect. Now he just has to find the strength to wake up at seven for the rest of the week. Easy peasy. And he can finally tell Fitz he talked to the man and take Yale with him so maybe, maybe, is boyfriend is going to learn how to cook once and for all.