#it makes it a little better for me when we learn that Bella wasn't really in love with him either

[malevolentconfessions]

Listen, I love Arthur. I really do! He's my favorite chewtoy of a man. But God, does all my love for him go out the window when I remember Bella.

Like, he can go on and on about Faroe, which I don't mind, he should, that's his babygirl, but then he kinda just... ignores Bella...

It just leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

He says that the first hour after Faroe's birth and Bella's death, the thing he regrets most, was the fact he wasn't there for his daughter... SIR, WHAT THE FUCK ABOUT BELLA?? YOUR WIFE????? YOUR SO-CALLED FRIEND?????????????

SHE FUCKING DIED SUROUNDED BY STRANGERS, (most likely)WITHOUT ANY FAMILY TO COMFORT HER, AND WORST OF ALL! SHE DIED IN PAIN!

She died in child birth, among one of the most painful things you can do.

And Arthur just can't be bothered to give enough of a damn to even mention her without someone else mentioning her first. I know he didn't love her romantically, but did he even care about her after they got married...

.

[levissslutt]

Warnings : 18+ MDNI smut, car sex wc : 2809

The mechanic

"Son of a bitch." You cursed under your breathe as your red convertible broke down on you again. This was the 3rd time this month, all the fucking theatrics were pissing you off.

Sinking down into the drivers seat your lip began to tremble, just a soft knock on the window made you jump.

You turned seeing a man leaning to peer into your window, but not low enough to be creepy, all you could really see was his salt and peppered beard.

"Hey- uh my shop is just across the street, I saw you break down a minute ago, you need a hand? Its going to get dark soon." He spoke through the crack in the window.

You turned slightly to see the man better. He wasn't bad looking, cute smile, caramel skin, and soft brown eyes that held sincerity. He looked almost tired. But they darted around yours, not missing a detail.

"I got my little one back in the shop, he's doing his homework, but we can stay out here tho , I don't mean no harm, just willing to give a hand." He held his hands up.

The man seemed a little older than you, but you nodded, praying to whoever was listening that this was just a genuine human being.

Stepping out of the vehicle with a huff, you shook his hand.

"Hi, I appreciate it Im Bella."

He shook it back, eyes flickering to your lips.

"Im Josh, and like I said before that's my shop right across the street, with the sign."

You sighed realizing you had barely said a word to the man.

"Im sorry, I don't mean to come off rude, its just- been a long ass day."

He let out a low breathy laugh. "Im already knowing."

"What's a young lady like yourself doing out here at this time of the night."

He watched you silently, taking in the cute pout on your full lips.

"Well I own a yoga studio in the city, but I stay just up the street in those quiet townhomes."

His face had lit up, "for real? me and my lil' man stay over there too."

"Whattt- that's crazy. Ive been over here for about four years now, but about a year ago I was in a bad wreck and Ive just been having the worst luck with replacements." Your mood lightened a bit learning of a new face in the area.

He chuckled lightly as you ranted at your dilemma.

“ Well I gotchu, lemme take a look.”

You perked up even more, "you really wouldn't mind helping me?"

He chuckled, " not at all."

He moved with confidence to the drivers side door popping up the lever for the hood, then wrapping back around to prop it open. You sat on the curb, to the left of him watching him silently. You told yourself at first you were making sure he wasn’t doing anything he wasn’t supposed to be…..that’s why you were checking him out…yea!

“So this yoga studio you own, giving you good business?” His question broke you out of your thoughts.

“Blessed ain’t even the word, if I keep hitting my monthly goals like i’ve been these past few years I might be able to open another location by the end of next year, what about you and your shop?”

He let out a low whistle, impressed. “You got a genuine vibe to you I can tell you got a good head on your shoulders, you keep up that tunnel vision, it’s up from here.”

You smiled at the older man, not expecting his compliment.

“But, contrast to you I might have to close this shop down, which sucks, however this is my 6th location in the state.”

Your head snapped up, “man what you got me beat, six locations is incredible, that’s wassup.”

He continued working with easy confidence, chucking at your comment. “Not even, this was my pops business, and I took over when he passed.”

His eyes flicked to your bare thighs as he tightened a cap, and popped the lid closed. You caught it.

“Oh wow I’m sorr- wait are you done ?”

You got up not even registering his movements until he leaned onto the hood, looking smug. “Crank it up for me ma and tell me.”

Your stomach flipped at the way he was looking at you now, not necessarily staring, but watching very closely. Taking in your work out attire and the dip in your hips. ' Damn she fine.' He thought.

Sliding into the driver seat your turned your key, the car started immediately, smoothly. Your mouth was slightly agape, as you leaned back into the seat.

The man rounded to the passenger side, grinning ear to ear. “I got the magic touch just like pops” he grinned, tapping your window.

Rounding the car he made his way to stand right in front of you now, watching you with those deep brown eyes, since he’d come to your widow from his shop you couldn’t peel your eyes away from him, the tension building with each second.

He felt it too.

Gathering yourself you tried to sound neutral, “so what now Mr. handy man you want a payment.” You should not have said that.

His eyes glossed over with something dark, it only flashed for a second, and just as fast as it came it had gone, leaving a devilish grin in its place.

“I got something in mind, Ms. yoga instructor .”

Your lips parted slightly as your breath shortened, chest rising and falling slightly faster. Taking a step towards you the man was now inches from you…watching.

“Tell me something else ma.” He drawled, eyes twinkling.

“Hmm?” You couldn’t say any actual words now or your voice would've cracked at the tension that was now brewing in the air.

“You flexible?”

The fuck

Raising an eyebrow at the man, you scoffed.

Chuckling he threw his hands up, “you asked me for a payment…..ma.”

“And to think you was just a sweet mechanic trying to help out a poor helpless girl.” You laughed, but it held no real bite, considering the way he was eye fucking you, also considering how much you were enjoying it.

His smile stretched showing, his capped canines.

‘Oh?, you hadn’t noticed those before.’

The sight only made you squeeze your legs together slightly, but he caught the movement nonetheless, smirking.

The two of you locked eyes, your breathing had hitched, and before you could think too much you slid onto the center console, inviting him into the drivers seat.

He slid in smoothly, shutting the door, with zero hesitation.

Now that he was in your car, and you were all but pressed up against his side, you really took the time to look at the man. He had grey hairs that littered his hair all the way down to his beard. Contrast to all the grey, his face held not one wrinkle, his lips were full and pink, and his eyes were small and oval, that twinkled as you eyed him.

Chuckling he rubbed his hands together, "so you gon stare me down and not come sit on my lap huh?"

His voice was lower now, dripping wit a dark undertone. "Come here girl."

Slowly you forced yourself to move. You were grown, he was grown, why the fuck were you acting so shy, cause what you really wanted to do to him was fuck him to tears.

Your legs finally moved, and straddled him in the drivers seat, his large hands came and rested on your thighs, circling his thumb in slow deliberate motions.

His eyes were locked onto you, he was already taking a chance even asking something like this of a literal stranger, but you looked so damn good it didn't make no sense.

"I know you want to ma, go head'."

"You in my head or sum Mr. Mechanic?"

"Not at all pretty girl, I just see where your eyes lingering the most."

He leaned in inches from your lips.

Without wasting another second, you reached up running your fingers through his beard. He sat back, smiling with a satisfied hum. You couldn't help but marvel at how soft it was.

His hands slid from your thighs to your waist, pressing you flat against him, lips crashing into each others. With the engine running, the only sound was, that, the engine.

He didn't let you up for a second, he engulfed you, kissing you as if you owed him- ohh wait. You did owe home.

Your hips stuttered into his as you shuddered at the chills running up your back. His hands began to roam as he tongued the inside of your mouth, fighting and immediately winning for dominance.

He pulled back for a second to you let you catch your breathe, a string of saliva falling from the connection.

"Fuck girl." His hips bucked up lightly, his hardening length creeping up your thigh.

He breathed into your cheek before peppering kisses along your jaw. His hands were traveling, now moving up your stomach to your boobs, cupping the soft mounds.

He grinned into the sloppy kiss at the fact that you didn't have a bra on.

Your heart hammered into your rib cage, you were positive he could feel it, but it didn’t stop his movements.

You had to take control of the situation because there was no way in hell you were about to let him dominate you, he was going to get fucked, not you. After all you did owe him.

Pushing yourself off of him you attempted to get in between his knees on the car floor. After pushing the seat all the way back, you had a percent view of him.

His clothes were dirty, obviously, he's a mechanic, but his skin was soft and vibrant. Regardless of the way he looked he smelt of something clean and earthy, and something slightly masculine as well.

You eyed him as your fingers curled around his waistband, pulling them low enough for his member to pop out, slapping his stomach.

'Fuckin hell'.

Your eyes didn't leave his, and he was too mesmerized to tear his away from yours. Your tongue found his tip, swirling around the swollen head.

He jerked beneath you, growling lowly at the feeling. You worked his head, until his breathing was faster, chest rising and falling. Sinking your mouth all the way onto his length, causing his breath to hitch, and his hand flew to the back of your head, guiding you.

Your eyes met his as you came up, letting him out your mouth with a 'pop.'

"You keep sucking my shit like that I might need a yoga membership."

You smirked at the man, you were nowhere near done with him yet. You took him back in your mouth, you were utterly satisfied watching his hooded eyes flutter shut at the sensation.

His breathing picked up rapidly as you bobbed your head on his length, his hips slowly began to move into your head, needing some friction. Your hands found his balls, fondling them gently in rhythm with your mouth. He was squirming now, small whimpers escaped the husky man above you.

What a beautiful sight that was, he may have had you quiet a bit ago when he first walked up to the car, but now? All you could hear was the sounds of his tip hitting the back of your throat, the sound of you swallowing him whole in your mouth.

"Fuck ma, im finna nut."

His hips were jerking into you now, his hand in your hair, a guide for his movements. Tears brimmed your eyes from the force of him hitting the back of your throat, but you didn't care. You were going to unravel this man.

Your hands moved to rest on his thighs as he continued face fucking you, his mouth agape, and brows furrowed, you watched him closely.

His eyes were glowering into yours, he couldn't believe this was actually happening.

His breaths were short and jagged, he jerked underneath you again.

"Here I go baby." He whispered. His movements didn't falter at all and without warning, he shot his load into the back of your throat, warm and thick. It was all you could do not to throw it back up on him, he knew damn well he was wrong for that, not to worry you still were not done with the mechanic.

Before he could gather himself you pushed yourself onto him, his eyes widening slightly. He watched you slide your yoga shorts down hovering just above him.

His eyes were all but twinkling at this point.

"You bout to ride my shit pretty girl?"

He didn't even try to hide the wicked grin plastered on his face.

You nodded biting your lip, taking him into your hand you slid his tip up and down your entrance coating his tip in your essence. Fuck a condom honestly. His hands were trembling on your waist from pure pleasure, you weren't going to let him up tho.

Without warning you sunk onto his length, causing his head to drop onto the back of the seat.

“Fuuckk Josh.” You hissed.

He felt so damn good, kissing all the right places you needed him too. His hands found your ass as you adjusted to his size.

You were completely naked in front of him, no way did you think this is how this interaction would go….you sitting on is dick.

His eyes fluttered as he watched you, in pure ecstasy.

“You look so damn good girl.”

He nipped at your neck and then your boobs, leaving a trail in its path. Your hips were bouncing on top of him in steady movements that made your thighs burn but you didn’t care.

You wanted to fuck this man .

Your pussy was clenching onto him as if she’d never been filled before, and honestly the way he was fucking back into you…..maybe she hadn't.

Your hands found his shoulders for stability as you snapped your hips together, the windows were fogging up and his son was long forgot about, hope that boy got a lot of homework.

He was getting ready to flip you into the back when you stopped him, running your hand up the back of his neck, your fingers curled around the end of his long mullet, grabbing a fist full of his curls, jerking his head back to look at you.

“This my shit Joshua .” You growled into the base of his ear. That cocky smirk of his gone, now replaced with an exasperated look. Begging.

You weren’t letting up on the man, the burn in your thighs only adding to the knot forming in your stomach. His hands were rested lazily on your hips as he was a whimpering mess underneath you.

All that bite he had was gone, and you had him right were you wanted.

“You want me to stop Josh?”

You peered down into his eyes as you whispered to him.

Had it not been for the fact that you were 2 centimeters away from his face, you would’ve missed it.

Tears brimmed the man’s eyes as you fucked him. Riding him in the drivers seat of your car.

“N- no ma don’t stop.”

You could barely make out his words, a hushed whimper left his lips, like he don’t want you to hear him. Fuck that.

“Let me hear you pretty boy.”

He almost couldn’t take that, letting out a string of moans, eyes rolled to the back of his head as your right hand still gripped his hair. His hips had given out as you rolled yours into him, leaving small kitten kisses on his neck.

The knot in your stomach was ready to give out just at the sight of him alone, let alone the way he pulsated inside of you.

“F-fuck me ma.”

You grinned, hips grinding into his.

Without warning his hand gripped your neck as you pounded into him, using that leverage he began snapping his own hips back into your pussy.

Sending ripples through your ass. At this point you were seeing stars. The way his hips stuttered, indicated that he was too. You fucked each other into oblivion. The edges of your vision blurred as your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave, him following shortly behind you.

His moans were loud, filling up the tiny space.

"Gah damn ma, I just. nutted. all. in yo shit."

He was breathless, dragging out each word like he'd just run a marathon. Your head rested on his chest eyes fluttering.

"I might break yo car again just to have you ride me like that one mo' time mama."

You grinned, too tired to move an inch, "yea right boy you wish." Voice hushed and fucked out.

He only chuckled at you, as your eyes fought to stay open.

"You just fucked me like a side piece and now you done fell asleep."

He watched you fight to keep your eyes open after that workout, but ultimately failed.

No way you just fell asleep butt ass naked in your car in the arms of a stranger, how tf was you supposed to get home.

---

When you woke your hips were deliciously sore, unable to even stretch properly. When your eyes finally fixated on the room that laid out in front of you, you were in your bed. In your house.

"How the fuck did I get here.."

pt 2 ;)

[masoncantthinkofaname]

Hello Mason! How are you doing? I absolutely loved your answer to my last ask. I can’t help but feel like a wide-eyed child hoping to hear more from you! If you’re comfortable in sharing, could we have a story-time from your twilight shifting? I was re reading the book today and couldn’t keep you out of my mind!

Hi! Oh my, it's literally been ages since I shifted there. Luckily enough I wrote my experience down in my notes when I did, so most of the recalling will be based on what I wrote down and the things I remember!

For a little backstory. It was not my intention to 'seriously' shift to Twilight. I lost a dare to my best friend, and she likes daring me to shift to random places. So she told me that I had to go to Twilight, where I had to replace Bella, and Daeron had to replace Edward. The plot had to stay somewhat similar to the books, but obviously with us being two completely different people, it was fine for it to lead into a different direction (which it did).

I also shifted there before I actively started shifting with the exact same version of my husband. I did 'meet' him multiple times already, but he was very patient and let me decide on it myself. In that period in most cases whenever I shifted somewhere, Daeron in that place didn't know that I shifted there.

Reading through my notes I'm also just realising how unhinged I was while writing this, so prepare for a ride!

The storytime:

I won't go into detail on everything I experienced, as this post would be extremely long. But I was listening to a Noah Kahan song when I first shifted, and I was still in the plane. I remember feeling happy about scripting Hozier and Noah Kahan's music in.

My dynamic with my dad, Charlie, was a bit less awkward than the one he had with Bella. I feel like my personality helped to give a bit more flow to it. I can be a yapper, whereas he's more of a listener, and happy that he doesn't have to say anything.

But after meeting up with him he gave me the most awkward shoulder pat ever and we were just standing there like 😃

I wrote down the dates as much as I remembered as well, but I'm not gonna add them to this post.

Over the next like 10 messages I wrote down;

''Bella is so valid for loving the truck cause I do too girly''

and then I complained about hating school and especially anything math related.

Me being a man, even if I look like the biggest bottom ever, got more female attention than male attention, mainly at the first few days. And despite me not planning to share it this quickly, people learned that I'm gay quite quickly. Specifically, I wrote down;

''During lunch that first day Jessica asked me what my type is in girls, so I was like ''Men 🧍‍♂️'' ''

I also wrote down that, Mike absolutely is the type of guy to think I'm into him. And that he tried to make it extremely obvious that he's straight, especially after he learned that I'm gay.

The next like 20 messages basically include me simping for Daeron, describing how beautiful the Cullens looked, how I made eye contact with Daeron and felt equally embarrassed and giddy about it, and me wondering how anyone believes that he's a high schooler.

Daeron's self control seemed, at least a little, better than Edward's. But it was still very obvious that he was struggling during Biology, and although outwardly he didn't show it that much, I can only imagine how much he was struggling on the inside.

It was a little sad to see him look at me more neutrally/passively, considering I'm so used to this man softening up around me a lot. It hurt a little knowing that, in that moment I wasn't anything special to him yet.

But I still tried to be assertive, and start a conversation, because unlike Bella I wasn't going to let that chance slide. So I told Daeron I love his hair (because really who wouldn't love that luscious hair of his)

''and for some reason a little tension just left his body as he laughed, and thanked me we made a little small talk but he was very careful with his words, and because I actually knew why he was struggling I also tried not to push him but regardless of that there was no denying that we got along''

My biasness shone through when I was writing about meeting Jacob later that day. And I wrote down;

''I'm so sorry, but like next to Daeron and his hair you look kinda pathetic HSHSHSHSH''

I guess I can't blame him because he was only 15 at that point, and aside from that he wasn't a bad guy. During my time in Twilight I didn't get to see Jacob that much, because I only stayed for a couple of weeks.

Let's all thank past Mason for being helpful like always with my notes;

''the next few days Daeron wasn't at school, which was sad I don't care to remember much from that time no Daeron = no memory''

Okay I think I'm going to cut it soon, I'm not even halfway through my notes. But let's discuss the car accident first.

When Daeron came back to school he was nice to me, smiled at me in the hall, and we had some small talk during Biology.

During one class I had asked him some stuff about the homework they had before I came to school, and after school he came up to me when I was at my car, mentioning something about it. Which is when the accident happened.

''I really thought I was gonna throw up my heart''

Daeron saved me, of course, and I saw everything happen. Apparently I was very proud of being better than Bella, because I didn't hit my head unlike her, and although an ambulance was called, Tyler was in a much worse state than I was, and in the end, because Daeron's dad worked at the hospital, he said he would drive me. Which like, you wish, Bella.

I also wrote down a little rant about how cold he actually is.

Also, when I was in the car with Daeron, there was a lot of tension between us, as obviously he knew what I saw, and he couldn't make any excuses about it, and I already knew he was a vampire, even though I pretended not to know. So I decided to be a good future husband, and I told him that, although I don't know how he did that, I trust him, and I won't ask about it. Which visibly relaxed him a little, and we went back to talking about everything and nothing afterwards.

And this is where I'll leave it for now, I might make another part if anyone is interested. I'm sorry I'm not super detailed with this, it's a long time ago, so I'm relying a lot on my notes, and my notes are really long. So it would've been a whole fanfic if I tried to write it down in even more detail.

Thank you for reading!💚

[swiftsdelucaa]

❛ 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ❜

𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜: Jo Wilson x f!reader ♡

𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙? Yes, by @itsdelicates-blog !

𝘼/𝙣: Again, sorry for the wait, hope you like it bella <3

"Yes, your surgery will be scheduled today" you repeated to your patient. For a moment she couldn't believe that, but then her face lit up. She was always so determined, at every step she never gave up. She was suffering from a cancer that would normally destroy anyone but her. She had a strength that everyone would envy, including you, it was hard to understand where it came from and you couldn't help but admire her. Sometimes she reminded you of Jo.

And finally today all his efforts could be reciprocated. You had followed her case for so long that you were happier than her. And to be honest this was absolutely the best thing of the day since everything has been just so shitty.

You couldn't wait to be a part of that surgery, after lunch you told everything to your girlfriend Jo, she knew about your patient too, so she was very happy for you. She was always so supportive for you in everything.

"Ok, I should go now" you said all elated. "I needed some joy in all this shit"

She smiled at you pressing a little sweet kiss on your lips. "Good luck baby" you gave her one of your best smiles before walking away.

The surgery had started. You started listing everything you knew, going step by step. It was quite difficult, everything was going well. But suddenly something went wrong. You didn't know what was happening, you didn't know why, all you knew was that you were pushed aside to proceed the attending who was with you. The sound of the monitor was the only thing playing in your head, until that sound became louder. The line went flat. You wished with all your strength that wasn't true, you weren't even able to declare the time of death. It was your patient, so you're your duty. But your body froze, and you said nothing. As soon as possible you left the room, you threw away your surgical gloves, your mask and everything else to get rid of that moment. You walked as fast as you could to get away from everything and everyone and find a place where you could be alone.

Jo knew you had been in the room for a long time, she had found time to manage to go and have a look in the gallery, but when she arrived no one was in the room anymore. The fact that it already ended and you hadn't told anything to her was weird, so she realized that unfortunately it hadn't gone as you hoped. She walked every hallway and checked almost every call room, until she found you.

You were sitting with your knees together and your head between them.

Seeing you like this was even worse for Jo, without saying anything she closed the door and came in sitting next to you. You tried to hold the tears but it was too difficult in that moment. She knew that words couldn't make you feel better now, so she just put an arm around your shoulders getting you closer and waiting for you to start venting.

"Why is everything so... wrong?" you said. "I- I do my best but... this is just so wrong..." your voice broke at the end. Jo held you more.

"How can we do this everyday? How?" You continued. "Every fucking day there's always something wrong, I just- I just don't know if I still can handle this..." at this point your tears increased. Jo placed her hands on your cheeks, turning your gaze towards her.

"Hey" she whispered. "Look at me. It's not your fault. It's no one's fault, things are so unfair, I know. But we can't do anything to change it" she said softly drying your tears.

You looked at her, all those feelings and shitty moments and day you had were pouring out of you, you couldn't stop it.

"It really hurts. All this hurts in a way I can't stop" you said continuing to fret.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. We can't stop that pain, we just have learn to live with it.." she gave you one of her sweetest smiles. "You're strong Y/n" you took a deep breath and dried away your tears. "Now you should go home and have some rest, ok?" she said. "I'll go with you" she helped you up.

"Thank you" you said softly still trying to calm yourself down. She smiled taking your hand.

"You don't have to thank me" she pulled her lips on yours softly before leaving the room together.

The two of you left the hospital together, going home. All this time Jo didn't leave you alone, you couldn't help but be grateful to her for being your girlfriend and for everything she did, you loved this girl more than everything else.

[the-goldenbunny-diaries]

Masseuse (M)

⚢ Pairing - Nayeon x Reader

✎ Word Count - 2.7k

☆ Genre - Smut

♡ Description - After being yelled at by your boss, you look for a source of release, deciding to make an appointment with a masseuse for a bit of stress relief. (A/N: This isn’t proofread so I apologize if there are typos.)

★・・・・・・★

"Really, Y/N! I can't believe you actually did that! Such a rookie mistake," Your boss shook his head, ridiculing you. You work at Sapphire Business Company, a division under Gem Industries. Sapphire works specifically with the customer support side of Gem. Unfortunately, you were caught up with her newest task: training a newbie, Tzuyu, who didn't know how to code a lost and replaced item properly. You were called into her boss's office because Tzuyu coded it as just a lost item that had not been replaced yet. So, returning to the present, your boss is yelling at you, blaming you for Tzuyu’s mistake.

"I really expected more from you. You've been working here for over 4 years now, Y/N. You should know better," He scorned. You tried your best to explain to him that it wasn't your fault, that it was your new coworker's mistake, but he wouldn't listen to you. You just had to sit back and listen to him blame you for something you didn't do.

"Y/N, you're now on probation starting now. You're not going to come into work tomorrow, nor for the rest of the week, and you're certainly not going to get paid for it either. Maybe you'll learn that you need to make sure everything is right before you send it in." You looked at your boss with an utterly shocked face, freezing in place. “You may leave now.” He spoke sternly before you politely bowed and walked out of his office. As soon as she left, however, you silently cursed him out.

“How could he blame me for something that Tzuyu did?” You thought to yourself. You felt a strange feeling coursing through your body, almost as if every muscle was tightening due to the stress that your boss just caused you. After a few minutes of this, it was almost painful to move due to how tight your muscles had become. It was an experience you’d never felt before and was certainly not one you would wish on your worst enemy.

You sighed as you finally sat down in your car, slightly relieving the pain in your body. "Shit, I've gotta fix this somehow. I’m not going to be able to do anything like this."

★・・・・・・★

Driving down the road seemed to calm you some, but even the soothing music couldn't help the tenseness inside your muscles. When you pulled up to a red light, you quickly grabbed your phone and looked up local massage places. The closest one with the highest reviews was Ciao Bella. You laughed at the name, which meant “Hello Beautiful” in Italian. Since the spa had the best reviews, you decided to give them a call. You rang the number as you continued to drive. After a few rings, a young female picked up.

"Hello. This is Ciao Bella Spa. This is Nayeon. How can I assist you today?" She said.

"Uhh, hi. I'm looking to schedule a massage for this afternoon." you almost stuttered. The voice that spoke to her over the phone was alluring and made her want to simply listen.

"Of course. Let me pull up the schedule for you." You heard some clicking before the woman spoke again. "Alright, so are you a first-time customer?" Nayeon asked.

"Y-yes." you almost died when she heard Nayeon’s little giggle over the phone.

"You're so cute. So, we have two massage therapists in today; one being myself and one being Sana. We're both pretty good, but I normally start with new clients." Nayeon explained.

"O-okay sure. What time are you a-available?" You asked, your voice continuing to fail you.

"I'm open anytime after 2." She said. You glanced down at my Apple watch and saw it was 1:47. You thought for a moment before speaking.

"Can I come in around 2:30? That gives me time to get from work over to you?" You responded, finally being able to speak without stuttering or pausing.

"Of course, I'll see you then---." Nayeon’s voice trailed off as if she was waiting for you to finish her sentence. You gasped as she totally forgot to give Nayeon her name.

"Oh my goodness. I am so sorry. I forgot to give you my name. I'm Y/L/N Y/F/N." she said.

"Alright, Y/N. You're in the books. I'll see you soon!" you smiled before you said goodbye and hung up. When you set your phone down, you looked in your rearview mirror and noticed that your cheeks were covered in a light pink hue.

"Why am I blushing," you asked yourself.

★・・・・・・★

You pulled up to Ciao Bella Spa a few minutes before you appointment, so you decided to go in a look around. As you entered the building, you immediately noticed that the whole spa was very modernized. You really liked the way it looked, and you instantly felt comfortable. As you slowly walked around, looking at all of the products laid out in the front of the store, a young woman walked around the corner and came up to you.

"You must be Y/N. I'm Nayeon." She smiled a gummy smile as she extended her hand out to you.

"Pleasure to meet you, Nayeon." You returned the smile and shook her hand.

Nayeon gestured to you to follow her over to the front counter. As she went around the back, she grabbed her a piece of paper and a clipboard. "If I could just have you fill this out for me real quick just so I can get a general idea of what you need." you nodded and sat down in one of the chairs in the main lobby. To sum up the form, it asked where her pain was, which right now was everywhere. You chuckled to yourself as uou filled it out and couldn't wait to see Nayeon's reaction.

Once you finished, you walked back up to the counter and gave the paper to Nayeon. She smiled before she skimmed over it. She gave you a funny look before she spoke.

"You hurt everywhere?" Nayeon laughed.

"Yup," you spoke, popping the P at the end. "Work stresses me out."

"Girl, same!" She smiled, and you both laughed. "Alright alright, let get you into the room and get you de-stressed." You followed her down a nice hallway and into a room with a sign above it that said: Venice. The room was extremely nice and was very calming. The lights were dimmed and there was a small water feature hanging on the far wall. Yiou looked around for a second before turning back to Nayeon.

"So, I'm going to leave you for a second. Just undress as much as you feel comfortable doing and hop on the table face up." Nayeon smiled before she left the room. You quickly took off her clothes until you was just in your underwear and climbed under the sheets on the table. She was surprised to feel that the table was warmed. You shifted around a few times until you were comfortable and closed you eyes. As you took a couple of deep breaths, you listened to the flowing water fountain. You was so relaxed that you almost dozed off until a knock on the door brought you back to Earth.

"You ready?" You heard Nayeon call from the other side of the door.

"Yes ma’am," you said as she opened the door.

"Y/N, I'm probably only a year or two older than you. You don't have to call me ma'am." She dimmed the lights further then walked over to the side of the table. She pulled out a couple of tools and oils before she sat in a rolling chair behind you.

"So, I want you to take a deep breath and close your eyes," Nayeon spoke in a very soothing tone. You did as she said as Nayeon started the massage. There’s two things you noticed immediately: 1) she was very good at what she does and 2) her hands were massive. You sighed as Nayeon’s fingers rubbed your temples, already relieving some of the tension. As she continued, she gave your head a massage, which caused a ton of chills to run down your body. Then, Nayeon moved to your upper body. She grabbed some of her massage oil, put it on her hands, and started to move them along your neck and shoulders. You internally laughed at the number of knots she felt Nayeon start to rub out. Her hands seemed to cover your entire shoulder and she continued massaging. As Nayeon finally rubbed out one of the bigger ones, you accidentally let out a sound that was similar to a moan.

You felt Nayeon pause for a moment before continuing to massage your neck. "You okay? Am I going too hard?" She asked you.

"N-no no, you're f-fine." You said, gripping the sheets underneath you and trying your best to keep in the sounds you desperately wanted to make as Nayeon continued to get the knots out of your neck. Everything she did just felt so pleasurable, especially with her massive hands, and sent shivers through your entire body. Nayeon must have been able to tell because, at that moment, your eyes went wide as you felt a pair of lips on her shoulder. At first, they were light pecks but soon turned into little kisses and nibbles. You couldn't hold back anymore and let out a moan. It wasn't loud, for you were trying to be quiet, but Nayeon definitely heard it.

"You like that, princess?" Nayeon spoke in a sultry tone, the pet name making everything hotter. All you could do was nod, for no words would come out of your mouth. Nayeon found your sweet spot, and you felt her smirk on her neck when she bit down on it, causing you to moan a little louder. "Shhhh." she cooed. "You've got to stay quiet."

You nodded again as you bit your lip, trying your best to hold back the sounds that fought to come out of your mouth. You watched as Nayeon got up from her chair and came around the table so that she was on your right side. Nayeon grabbed the sheet and folded it over so that your upper body was now exposed. You shivered as the cold air hit your skin, but that was quickly forgotten as Nayeon started to run her fingers across your chest. She started just below your collarbone and worked her way down towards your breasts. Heat instantly filled your cold body when her hands pinched your nipples, causing you to gasp. Your back arched into Nayeon’s touch as she continued to play around, teasing you like crazy.

At this point, you knew your underwear was soaked through. There was no way they weren't. If you was being honest with yourself, you was probably dripping onto the table. You tried to squeeze your thighs together to relieve some of the growing pressure between your legs. However, Nayeon wouldn't allow it. She removed one of her hands from your breast and use it to push your legs apart again, making you whine slightly.

"Patience is a virtue, baby girl." Nayeon husked. That alone turned you on even more. Your hands had not once moved from grasping the sheets, for you needed something to help with the building in your core. Continuing with what she started, Nayeon moved her hand back to your breast, making sure they were thoroughly massaged and your nipples were standing tall. Once they were, she slowly moved her hands south toward where you needed them most. However, she was going at a snail’s pace just to tease you more.

"N-Nayeon...." you moaned. "I--"

Nayeon just smirked as her hands reached the hem of your underwear. You quietly thanked the Lord above for not putting on granny panties. Nayeon grabbed the waistline, pulling them up slightly before letting it go, letting it snap against your skin. When a whine came out of your mouth, Nayeon ripped the rest of the sheet off your body, leaving you fully exposed, except for your underwear. Although, that didn't last long.

"Baby.... is this all for me?" She asked as she ran a long finger across your covered slit, feeling all your juices that soaked the fabric.

"Y-yes." you stuttered. "All for y-you."

Nayeon smiled smugly as she leaned down and grabbed your underwear with her teeth, pulling them down slowly, before discarding them to the side of the room and returning to her spot between your legs. You moaned just at the sight. The way Nayeon’s lustful eyes sparkled up at you almost had you cumming then and there. Her large bands started to caress your upper thighs and before long, you felt Nayeon’s tongue run a straight line up your now exposed slit, causing you to throw a hand over your mouth, muting a loud moan.

Nayeon expertly moved her tongue around in a figure-8 shape, causing you to lose your mind. You moved one of your hands from the sheet and laced it through Nayeon’s hair, pushing her head closer to your core. The pleasure got more intense, however, when her right hand moved from your thigh to your clit. If you weren’t already putty in this woman’s hands, you knew you were done for. As soon as Nayeon applied pressure, you had to bite down on your hand not to scream out Nayeon’s name. The amount of pleasure you were receiving was indescribable.

"P-please Nayeon" you whisper-yelled at her.

"You're not allowed to cum until I tell you, sweetheart. It'll be better in the end." Nayeon said as she continued to eat you out. You could almost feel the smirk against you as your back continued to arch and moans continued to spill out of your mouth.

"Play with your breasts, Y/N." She commanded before her fingers and her tongue switched places. You moved your left hand that had been white from gripping the sheet so hard to your left breast, kneading it as Nayeon had done before, although your hands were not as big as hers. Nayeon's tongue began to flick against your clit as her fingers started to poke and prod at your entrance, making you start to beg for her.

"N-Nayeon please." You never thought that you would stoop low enough to beg for something, but here you were and you didn't regret it. When you spoke, Nayeon slowly moved two long fingers into you, letting you get used to them before she started to pump them in and out. Once you got used to the speed, you started to move your hips in rhythm with Nayeon’s fingers. Within a couple of minutes, you could feel yourself getting closer to the edge, your core clenching around her fingers.

"I-I'm close, Nayeon." You moaned.

"Not yet." She smirked.

You whined as Nayeon pumped her long fingers quicker, making it a lot harder to hold in your impending orgasm.

"P-please Nayeon. I d-don't think I can h-hold it in anymore." You begged again.

"Cum for me, princess." You almost yelled as Nayeon said those words, finally feeling the release you'd been wanting. Your legs shook violently as your hips bucked against Nayeon’s fingers. She made sure she didn't let any of your cum go to waste, swallowing it all. Your whole body trembled as Nayeon started to slow down her fingers and her tongue, letting you come down from your high. You laid there panting as Nayeon grabbed the sheet again, laying it on top of you.

"How do you feel?" Nayeon asked you, a slight smirk visible on her face,

"Better. More relaxed." You breathed out, still out of breath from the mind-blowing orgasm that happened mere minutes ago.

"Glad I could help. I'll leave you to get dressed." Nayeon smiled as she left the room.

★・・・・・・★

As you went to get off the table, your legs gave out from underneath you, causing you to grab onto the table for stability. You quietly laughed at yourself. "She really did me good, didn't she?" As you get dressed, you glanced under the sheet Nayeon had placed on you and notice the dark spot where your cum had seeped onto the sheets. You’d have to apologize for the mess. As walked out of the room and went back into the main lobby, you saw Nayeon standing behind the counter with a bottle of water in her hand.

"Here, thought you might need this. Your throat might be dry from all that moaning." She whispered the last part, laughing as she saw the blush that crept onto your face.

"T-thanks. I’m sorry about the -uh- mess in there" you smiled shyly at her.

Nayeon smirked before opening the computer. "It’s no problem. I’ll keep them for your next visit.” You gasped while she just giggled and continued. “Speaking of which, when would you like to set up your next appointment?"

[tia-amorosa]

Episode 46: Trigger (Part 3)

The flood of Bella's recurring memories continues

The attic was their own little kingdom where no one disturbed them. This is where they retreated to when they wanted to be alone. “You brought strawberries?”/ “They're red and sweet, just like you”… "hnn, you know what? There's never been a day when I haven't wanted to see you… We have a few friends here, but no one would understand me like you do".

. (“That was the day we decided that nothing and nobody would break us up.”/ "Yes, that's right. Nothing and no one. There was no one else I wanted to be with more than you, Bella. I always wanted to protect you from everything and everyone.“/ ”But you did…". Short silence. “Can you remember the story I told you one night?”/ “Story?”). She waited… Until the memory came.

It was a rather cloudy night, just before fall arrived. And it was just the right mood for listening to a few horror stories. But this time it wasn't Gunther who told one, but Mortimer. He had learned a lot from his father, especially how to convey the right mood.

A maiden so beautiful that she filled everyone with joy with her presence. One night she was alone in the forest. Not a single sound could be heard, except the cry of an eagle owl. She walked along the path and eventually came to a clearing…". He paused on purpose… "and what happened then? Now tell me, Mortimer".

f"a figure suddenly appeared, as if out of nowhere, in the middle of the clearing and came towards her. Enveloped in a bright yellow glow of light“/ ”how eerie, what was that figure?“/ ”it was a man, with skin as bright as the sun, his eyes were black. She was frozen with fear. When he was less than two meters from her, he reached out his hand…“/ ”But… What did he want?"/…

“He told her that he had been watching you for a long, long time. He literally had a charisma that she couldn't resist.” / "She… She just let herself be seduced?"/ "la…She was completely fooled by him and so he whisked her away into his world"/ "and she never came back?" "Never again!"…

,,wow..you can almost tell stories better than your father, can't I say that?“/ ”You can, my pretty. Thanks for the compliment…“/”,but you could make up a second part… Maybe she'll come back?“/”I think you should also use your own imagination. Do you want to look at stars?“/, ”With that green soup up there? I don't know.“.

(“we sat down on the grass and you were mentally absent for a long, long time”/,,the story really fascinated me…. Was it all a coincidence?…"). Mortimer could have slapped himself in the face. Of course it was a coincidence, it couldn't have been anything else… Right? How could stories end up in the universe? “Do you see anything?”/,,No… Oh, yes, look".

"there… I think that's the Big Wagon.. Or also called the Big Bear…“/”Is there also a little bear?“/‘Sure’/”do you believe in life on other planets?"/. He thought hard for a moment. I only believe in it when I have facts in front of me. Hey, do you know what tomorrow is?" / "Oh yes, our last day of school. Finally!".

And so it was that the years of cramming at school had finally paid off. Their parents were really proud and wished them all the best. (,,I… I think I know what happened next… . I moved into your house“/ ”yes, that's right…I started my job at the institute shortly afterwards. And after a few months of collecting my salary, I was finally able to buy something suitable for you?“/ ”What was it?")… Bella waited eagerly for the next memory. It was as if she was leafing through a picture book for the first time, eagerly awaiting the next pictures.

The next memories came into Bella's head. It was a warm afternoon and Mortimer had asked her out on a date. She could remember that it seemed strange to her that he had arranged the meeting in an area that was quite remote. A queasy feeling accompanied her here… But when she saw him, she felt happy again.

“You should have a good reason for letting me drive so far, Mortimer, you've never done that before”/ "hn, if I'm going to do something special, it has to be somewhere special. And I just didn't want any street noise or other eyes on us“/”on a picnic?". She saw the blanket and the picnic basket that he had already placed near the water..

“Once this and then there's this”. He reached into his trouser pocket and pulled out a small black box. At the same time, he knelt down in front of you. (“Oh Mortimer, I… I remember”). Bella Bachelor, we've spent practically every day together for almost ten years now, with a few exceptions. And I want to keep doing that for the rest of our lives“/”oh… My…Mortimer…".

"For me you are like the air I breathe, Bella. I only have to look at you and everything negative, no matter how small or big, is gone. You are my sun, my moon, my stars… My world. And there is so much more that you are for me, Bella, a part of my soul is always attached to you. So… Would you like to be my wife?“/,,oh heavens…H-h, Mortimer”. Bella felt that wonderful emotion again from back then.

For a moment, the world seemed to stand still, but when she regained her composure… “I am your world?”/"Yes, and you show me new beauties every day. Even just with your smile.". She was very touched and her joy was immediately accompanied by tears of joy. “Yes, I want to be your wife, Mortimer Goth”. ("Your hands were shaking more than mine"/ "oh yes").

“now I'm going to be a Goth chuckle…”/ "and you're anything but scary or creepy. I think our family tree needs someone like you. You're cheerful, creative… And I“/ ”sometimes a little bad-tempered, but I can deal with that. I love you so much". This moment was definitely one of the special ones that is now one of Bella's treasured memories again.

@greenplumbboblover , @solorisims , @honeywinesims ⭐

[rowena-rain]

Quick disclaimer. No hate anybody who watches or reads Twilight I Also Read and watch it, It's just that i Die a little bit inside each time I do.

I don't know if this is the right place to vent about this, but I'll give it a go anyway

Twilight... it's so good and so bad. omfg, it would be a so much better book if it wasn't about the "romance" in it. We learn almost next to nothing about Bella in FIVE FUCKING BOOKS and that en Accomplishment we know she did Ballet for a little bit when she was a kid and that she reads a book that the mian Characters namE IS EDwaRD. And she has no character development whatsoever. For God's sake, we learn more about other people than we do about the main character.

For example, Carlisles' inner struggles about his faith and that he sees himself as Essentially a demon. Or literally, ANY other characters in the books

But in the movies I have to say that the cinematography and the music are amazing. At least for the first movie

Also, the relationships are so toxic. Edward and Balla are basically kattatonic without each other after only knowing each other for a week. They're not even mates she's just his blood singer. and Jacob,my poor baby sweet Jacob, what did Stephanie Meyer do to you ? He Tries to kiss Bella and when Bella doesn't want to be kissed. She broke her fucking wrist trying to get him off of her by punching him in the face like What the fuck-

(Quick side note here, but charlie is my husband, but why He didn't arrest jacob after that is beyond me)

Also, the whole imprinting on a baby thing never happened. I refuse to acknowledge it. Stephanie Meyer what's wrong with you what the fuck

Another side note here, but I really like the idea of Harry and Jasper. I don't care if it's platonic or romantic. But I feel like they could both really bond over being a tool for a war at such a young age. Although Jasper signed up to be in the war and wasn't groomed into it like Harry was. He was forced and manipulated into being Maria's general.

Also, I always kind of found it weird that Stephanie Meyer was writing about a native tribe like, A real native tribe like, did she get permission from them? I don't know man

I'd could talk for hours about this.But anyway, have a lovely day🩶💚🩶💚🩶💚💚🩶🩶💚

Love your energy lol, but I'm not really the right person to ask about Twilight. I only read the first book (ngl, mostly to be able to make fun of it), and I don't think I even saw all the movies.

But, from what I understand (sewer rats, correct me? I think that's what y'all call yourselves lol), Bella is written to be a self/reader-insert character and thus is intentionally bland. So, idk, that's really not my cup of tea, but I guess she serves her narrative function in that way. Although I did not know that she reads a book where the main character is Edward lmao. That's like... next-level reader-insert. Again, fine if you're into that, but I'd rather get to know a protagonist than try to *be* them.

Man, the only thing I really know about Jasper is that one lady's tiktok videos where she opens her eyes really wide lmao.

As for toxic relationships... I mean, I'm a Harrymort writer, so I'm not one to talk haha. But that's one thing I like about the ship is that it's so blatantly over-the-top, in-your-face toxic that even the most devoted fans readily acknowledge how messed up it is. Whereas with relationships like Edward/Bella, it feels more like the kind of toxic dynamic that exists in the real world... which makes it a bit more worrisome when people try to argue it’s not toxic.

[oldangryslytherin]

Quick disclaimer. No hate anybody who watches or reads Twilight I Also Read and watch it, It's just that i Die a little bit inside each time I do.

I don't know if this is the right place to vent about this, but I'll give it a go anyway

Twilight... it's so good and so bad. omfg, it would be a so much better book if it wasn't about the "romance" in it. We learn almost next to nothing about Bella in FIVE FUCKING BOOKS and that en Accomplishment we know she did Ballet for a little bit when she was a kid and that she reads a book that the mian Characters namE IS EDwaRD. And she has no character development whatsoever. For God's sake, we learn more about other people than we do about the main character.

For example, Carlisles' iner struggles about his faith and that he sees himself as Essentially a demon. Or literally, ANY other characters in the books

But in the movies I have to say that the cinematography and the music are amazing. At least for the first movie

Also, the relationships are so toxic. Edward and Balla are basically kettatonic without each other after only knowing each other for a week. They're not even mates she's just his blood singer. and Jacob,my poor baby sweet Jacob, what did Stephanie Meyer do to you ? He Trys to kiss Bella and when Bella didn't want to be kissed. She broke her fucking wrist trying to get him off of her by punching him in the face like What the fuck-

(Quick side note here, but charlie is my husband, but why He didn't arrest jacob after that is beyond me)

Also, the whole imprinting on a baby thing never happened. I refuse to acknowledge it. Stephanie Meyer what's wrong with you what the fuck

Another side note here, but I really like the idea of Harry and Jasper. I don't care if it's platonic or romantic. But I feel like they could both really bond and over being a tool for a war at souch a young age. Although Jasper signed up to be in the war and wasn't groomed into it like Harry was. He was forced and manipulated into being maria's general.

Also, I always kind of found it weird that Stephanie Meyer was writing about a native tribe like, A real native tribe like, did she get permission from them? I don't know man

I'd could talk for hours about this .But anyway, have a lovely day

-2008🩶💚🩶💚🩶

I agree with you so badky

Ngl i was also in the twilight fandom never wrote for it I mean I tried but never did anything really it's so bad but what saddens me it's that it could have been good. Like Carlisle was such an interesting character same with emmet, some of the lapush boys are also great like I loved Seth. The movie has a very special place in my heart because it's so funny, when I was young I took it seriously but watching it as a dark comedy makes me lose it every time. The music definitely a 10/10 NGL Stephenie ended up like jkr but less demonized but she was so fucking sick for the baby imprinted thing and the reserve.... Like I think she didn't meant it how It came out but it's so yikes now. I grew up in a different country so tribes in my country are not as alive as the ones in usa NGL but now as an adult seeing the whole saga I feel nasty lmao I am curious about the book from Edwards perspective but the relationships were disgusting. Like as a teen I was into Jacob ngl because Edward seemed so boring to me. As I grew up became into Alice tho HHAHAHAHHA but when I found out about the tribe and what she did is like.. Stephenie you can't be serious. Like you could have literally made shit up invent a city and a reserve or something OR SIMPLY NOT BRING IT UP but she decided to do it. All these old sagas that were big are incredibly problematic and it's actually sad. I think the hunger games is the only one from that decade that still remains strong

Thank you foe sharing!!!

[aita-throwawayyyy]

@am-i-the-asshole-official

Hiya, this is anon. I just wanted to give an update/answer some stuff from the notes, cos it's been a few weeks and I was really upset when I submitted this.

1st, I have left that friendship group and I'm only speaking to the one person who told me about the groupchat. It's not been fun but I'm sure the storm with Bella + the rest of them will blow over soon and they'll get bored shit talking me at some point.

2nd, Dylan and I are good, things were a little tense right after things ended, but we're back to being friends again. We had a discussion about like what we were each like as partners as a like "what could we do better for the next partner" and we talked about a lot of stuff, including not springing fantasies on people when they're not prepared, so I'm sure the next time he goes out with someone he'll go about bringing that kind of thing up differently. He's cool, we're good, just not compatible as partners.

3rd, I mentioned what the actual fantasy was to Bella because she kept badgering me about why Dylan and I split up. I was very upset at the time and didn't expect her to react like that, I just wanted to talk to someone about it. I shouldn't have, it was bad and I won't be talking to people about this sort of thing again.

4th, people are saying I was assuming that he was thinking about this in class and, no that was a running theme in the different fantasies he'd told me about. That wasn't an assumption, that was something he told me. Sorry I didn't make that clear enough initially.

5th, I'd never considered how I felt about being involved in BDSM stuff before we started going out, and now I know how I feel about it, so I think it's just one of those learning moment things. Both about kink stuff and that my friends suck 👍

Thanks to everyone commenting, reading what you've said has been rly helpful 🩷

Aita for breaking up with a guy over his kink?

I really don't know if I'm in the wrong because my friends keep calling me a kink shamer but like I don't know what else I could have done?

Right, so I (16f) don't have much dating experience from secondary school and I just started 6th form in September, so I have met a lot of new people. In Dec I started going out with a guy, who I'll call Dylan (16m), from my English Literature class. Since Dec we've gone on dates and stuff and it's been nice. He was my first kiss.

The thing is he's rly into BDSM as a Dom and it was kind of freaking me out. I don't want to be hurt and honestly it was scaring me that he was looking at me in normal classes and imagining hurting and humiliating me. I broke up with him after he described a fantasy to me where he wanted to drag me down our English department stairs by a collar. I have fallen down a staircase before and broke my nose and there was nothing sexy at all about it, it was just painful and embarrassing. It was just kind of a final straw for me, I told him that I didn't think we were compatible and I wanted to go our separate ways and he agreed.

I didn't think anything else of it, he didn't seem all that upset by it, but then when I described what I've already said to my friend Bella (16f) she said I was being a kink shamer, that his fantasy was just a fantasy and I was taking it too personally. I said if I can't take what someone is specifically describing that they want to do to me personally what can I? I found out yesterday that she's made a groupchat with all our friends in it without me that's name is a series of emojis that looks like someone falling down some stairs.

I really don't know if I'm in the wrong. Aita?

What are these acronyms?

[night-market-if]

Belladonna related lines I adored!!

“Go. Snuggle your woman or whatever it is that young love does.” “You’re not that old, Milo.” “Eh? What was that you said youngin’? Can’t hear you…”

Me: LOL 😳😂🤭

"Then I will snatch him up and snap his pretty little neck."

Me: 😅🤭 ouch...

"Cruel?" She narrowed her eyes. "You think this is cruel? Oh, dearie you have no idea what cruel can actually mean when it comes from me. Don't test me."

Me: Also ouch, that actually did hurt a bit 😬😦☹️

"I liked you better when you didn't challenge me."

"Besides, aren't you the one who always claims the more you know, the better?"

She was looking more irritated by the moment, though I figured it was simply because her own teachings were starting to bite her in the ass. A small part of me that I kept protected and locked away, was a little proud of that fact.

Me: Lol I really enjoyed that part! Giving her a taste of her own medicine, with good intentions of of course 😌

“I was a woman far before I was a vampire,” she said. “We are taken advantage of quite frequently. By men. By the rich and entitled. And by women who wish to tear out each other spines rather than turn their ire on the true enemy.”

Me: Ain't that the truth! 👏

Gathering herself, Belladonna approached me. With one long nail, she tipped my head upwards, forcing my $eyecolor eyes to meet her own. “Come and see me when you are done with Elias. I want to make sure you are untouched.”

"Little muse."

Me:*swoons*

End note, I love Belladonna~ if that wasn't apparent 🖤

I like how conversing with Belladonna it starts off as prickly and final and ends in a softer note with a hint of care. Love that! Also does she still want to be baron?

Geez, learning more and more about everyone's past, they are all suffering to an extent and holding on to some baggage 😕 everyone needs a hug! 🫂 especially after Elias...

I hope this is okay quoting your words, just wanted to share my favorite B moments! if not you dont have to reply I understand!! I enjoyed this update as always!! Thanks for sharing! ☺️

Oh that Bella scene! I was so happy to give the MC the chance to clap back at her if they needed. Belladonna is so often in control and to see this slight glint is delicious. Plus! I feel like it does show that she is a bit stressed. I think she handles stress far better than any of the other RO's but its still coming down on her.

As for if Belladonna still wants to become a baron... just wait and see on that one. The answer to that will be very very soon. :)

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hi lei!! its been too long since i've talked to you how are you? i saw you kazuha congrats!! enjoy his default smiling face and his cute everything for me,,,,i also saw you started school again good luck ;; it sounds interesting with your cruella kinnie teacher and mc server i hope you get those good grades and aren't overworked!

sorry i've been gone for so long i wasn't feeling the best n i don't really know if i feel much better but its whateva i'm back and i missed you

i remember those posts you made about kaeya being a twilight fan and I actually ended up having a movie marathon with my friends and it was my first time watching twilight unironically, ironically, delusionally i love it we talked too much and couldn't start the last two movies 💔💔 but alice,,,,i'm gonna scream and moan and throwup i love her shes so pretty her hair makes her look like a little fairy best character and her leg swing when she played baseball DBKWDHKSJDKS i can't stop thinking about kaeya asking you to be the bella to his edward i'd be so angry we finished with new moon and i had to watch bella lead on jacob cause she was sad then kiss him while edward could read his thoughts- 🍰

HELLO SWEETIE!!! i missed chuuuuu!! thank u thank u!! i havent played kazuha a lot yet but seeing him gives me sm happiness. i also havent talked to my cruella kinnie prof much but she seems... nice? uh she did say smth abt potential double characters so 😳

i rlly dont like it when yall apologize for not hanging out w me 😭😭 it’s never a responsibility or a chore and i dont mind when we yall go mia out of nowhere. i understand that we all have diff lives and i just learn to treasure the moments we could spare bc i know that even if we dont talk a lot, we’re idk eternally besties??

alice is the best possible one good thing in twilight yall cant change my mind. ngl i dont really like twilight bc i kinda dislike bella and edward? and there’s the thing about jacob and— well yea not continuing that to make it spoiler free but you get the point. rather than saying he’d like you to be the bella to his edward, i think kaeya would say smth like ‘let’s have a better love story than twilight’ which is such a big thing to say considering how he’s such a big fan.

[leelee10898]

Always you- The feeling (3/?)

Leo woke early, showered and got himself ready for the day. He had purchased a new street bike upon leaving for Italy, it had been delivered that morning and he couldn't wait to pick her up with it. His heart raced at the thought of her on the back, holding onto him tightly. It was an odd feeling to him, he never really viewed most women as anything more then someone to have a little fun with, but never settle down. With an extra spring in his step he walked to the next door down and knocked. Percy answered already dressed, laptop open at the table in his room.

"Working on vacation are we percy?" Leo grinned. "Some of us actually work Rhys." Percy sat pack down sipping his espresso. Leo flopped down in the seat across from him, not able to contain the shit eating grin spead across his face. Percy looked up, and chuckled "seeing miss Aria again are we?" He had never seen Leo so giddy over a girl, it was quite amusing. "Yes, taking her cliff jumping today, she doesn't know it yet." He broke off a piece of the muffin sitting in front of him. Percy arched his brow "cliff jumping huh?" "Yeah, she wanted an adventure. I'm going to give her an adventure." Percy about spit his espresso out trying to stifle his laugh "This poor girl has no idea how much of an adventure shes actually in for with you." Leo chuckled Standing up and clapsed Percy on the back. "I'll catch you later. Don't work to hard perc."

Leo pulled up to the front of her small hotel, Aria was already standing out front waiting for him. "Where did you get that?" She ran up, eyes wide. Leo grinned, "Just came this morning, I had it sent here. You like it?" He looked at her hopeful. She bit her bottom lip jesus with that lip again his thought screaming at him to take it in between his teeth, pulling ever so gently. "Yeah, its nice. Is that....Is that what we're taking today?" She looked a little nervous. "Yes. Have you ever been on one before?" He questioned . She shook her head no. A gleam of mischief flashed before his eyes.

"Do you trust me?" She looked at him unsure "Come on, hold me tight I'll take care of you." He held the helmet out to her. She hesitated, glancing down at the helmet, and then him. She took the helmet and climbed on the back. Leo kicked the bike to life and off they went. He could feel her arms wrapped tightly around his waist, her head pressed up against his back. A surge of warmth flood his body, it felt right. They flew through the Italian country side, the wind blowing against them, but the view was amazing.

Finally they pull up to a small coastal town, blue water for miles. "You ok?" He asked as she climbed off the bike. "Scared shitless at first but what a rush." She grinned. "Wow, where are we?" Her eyes went wide. "Grotto della poesia." He told her. A bit further up they seen a few people standing at the edge of a cliff and jump off. "Are they... Cliff jumping?" She started to walk forward curiously. "Yep, and that's what were doing too." He walked after. "We're what?" She squeaked. "Yep. You said you wanted adventure. This is an adventure. Now come on." he grabbed her hand taking her over to the grotto.

He led her down the man made steps carved into the side and on to the white sand beach. He took his shirt off, exposing his muscular chest and slipped down to his swim trunks. He watched as Arias eyes swept his body. A light red tinge spead across her cheeks she so damn cute when shes flustered he thought to himself. Aria followed suit revealing her beautiful curvy body in her sexy pilkadot bikini. She was thin, but thick in all the right place. He felt his member twitch in his shorts at the sight. "You ready?" He asked holding out his hand. "No, but something tells me you wont let up, so why not." She took his hand and they walked to the top of the grotto. After a few minutes it was their turn to jump.

"Will you hold my hand while I jump?" She turned to him, her eyes pelading. "Of course. Now on my three we jump." They walked to the ledge "One... two... three!" They lept off the side plummeting down to the blue shimmering water. They crashed into the water, Leo swam back to the surface quickly searching for Aria who popped up a few seconds later. She was laughing as she floated in the crystalclear water, it was like music to his ears. He had no idea what this feeling was, but he knew he wanted to hear more of her laugh. "That was amazing." She Swam over to him wrapping her arms around him. They laughed together for a minute before locking eyes, leo searched for any sign of doubt, when he found none he leaned in. Lips inches from each other before another jumper landed next to them, splashing them spoiling the moment.

They got out of the water, laying on the beach for a while. His eyes trained on her. Her long chestunt hair wet cascading the side if her neck and shoulder. The way the specks of water glistened in the sun against her sun kissed body,She was breathtaking. He had never met anyone like her, sure everyone he had ever been with knew his title. They were either noble, or acquainted with nobility. The commoners he bedded, he never formed any kind of bond with. But Aria, she was different, she was something special. He never told her he was a prince, he also was almost afraid to make a move in fear she would run.

"So, as beautiful as it is here. And as much as I love laying on the beach. I did not eat breakfast and I am starving." She sat up. "Oh. Right, sorry about that. There are some places in town we can grab a bite. Lets get going." They dressed and went back to the bike. A short ride layer they found a small bistro nestled into the small town. Once they walked in the amazing smells smacked them in the face. A little old lady walked up to them and said something in Italian. Leo answered back in perfect Italian and they were taken to a table. A plate of warm breadsticks were placed on the table with a melted butter dish. "So you know Italian?" She ripped a piece of bread off "how many other languages do you know?" "Um many, I am not sure how many there are to be honest."

"Wow, that's impressive. And what is it you do for a living Mr Rhys? That is when you're not jet setting across Europe. " she continued to nibbled on her breadstick. "Well, my family is in um, politics. I am learning the business." He half lied. "Interesting, and what type of politics?" She questioned. She is actually interested in this? "Um governing, foreign policy." He half lied again. He was trying hard to be anyone but crown Prince Leo. He never thought he would be so happy to see the waitress in his life. They ordered and then it was back to questions.

"So Aria, what is it you do?" He wondered. "Me? Well I am a student at Penn state." She answered twirling the pasta on her fork. "Fantastic, what is your major?" He leaned in, genuinely invested in learning more about her. "English, I want to be and elementary school teacher. " she answered. "That is really great, Aria." Leo reached his hand across the table squeezing hers. "I think you will make a wonderful teacher. "

After their meal they hopped back on Leo's bike. she had plans with Ellie that night and she would kill her if she stood her up. He couldn't stop the permanent grin that was plastered on his face as she held onto his waist tight. He had taken many women for a ride on the many bikes he owned, but something about her holding onto him felt different, it felt good, it felt right. As they pulled up in front of the hotel Aria hopped off. "Thank you Leo, for an amazing day." She handed him the helmet. "It was my pleasure." He grinned taking the helmet from her. "Well, I better get ready." She hesitated, Leo wanted to kiss her, after the grotto he restrained himself. She leaned in giving him a hug and turned to walk away. He hadn't made plans to see her again, but he wasn't ready to say good bye "where are you going tonight?" He blurted out, he needed to say something, anything to see her again. A smile formed across her face "Dogana. Bye Leo." She waved as she walked down the alley and dissapeared. Leo kicked his bike to life and took off, he would definitely be going to the club tonight. He just needed to convince Percy to join him.

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[lucisfavoritedemon]

Double Life

Pairing: Jensen x reader

Summary: You are a YouTuber who also happens to be an actor. You do YouTube when acting jobs seem to go scarce. One day you get a call from your manager saying he has found something that peaks your interest. What happens when you meet your co-star and your characters love interest? Will you keep it professional or will you let your feelings get to you?

Warnings: angst, sad!reader, mentions of death, comforting!Jensen, gruesome description of death, talk of murder, mentions of legal trouble.

Word Count: 1215

A/N: This is based on actual events so please be gentle. I had more hard hitting news about a close friend. So, I thought since I write like I am the reader I would share this heartbreaking tale the only way I know how to. I know its really dark and going to be hard to read, but the wounds are still fresh on this. I really hope you enjoy.

"Hello everyone. I am so glad you are here to share this experience with me. I wish it was on a better day or with a better, more funny story time video. Today, as you can tell by the title, is going to be kind of morbid so please bare with me." I said trying to calm my nerves.

I could see Jensen out of the corner of my eye. He wanted to be here when I filmed this video because he knows how much it still hurts. He was reassuring me I was doing good.

"Back in preschool, we had a small little program where we had a been assigned a pen-pal to learn more about the culture of where that person lived. There were people from all over the world. Some were from the states, the UK, France, all over. It was a really neat thing for a small little preschool/daycare to have.

"You had to be at least 4 years of age to be part of this program. It was a whole interview type of situation. You had to prove your basic reading and writing skills. It was a nice learning experience for me. Once you're in you have one more piece to go through. You have to show you are capable of writing legible sentences. That way the kids aren't struggling to read what you are trying to tell them.

"I was assigned a boy named Alexander. Later on I would get to know this boy and realised I never knew his last name. Anyway, he was from the UK and he was the sweetest person anyone could ever meet.

"He was three years older than me though, but a lot of the kids from different countries tended to be a little older than us. It was okay though because it was nice to have someone who knew things and could potentially teach me.

"It a program that you stayed until you were 10 years old. Then the younger of the two were assigned new pen-pals, but you had to reapply.

"Alex and I had sent letters back and forth for three years. Until he wasn't able to be in the program anymore. That didn't stop us though. Every now and again I would get a letter from him asking how I was doing and if school was going good. He asked about old friends, and if I had made new ones.

"He would ask if I wanted to talk on the phone, so we could talk hear each other's voices. It wasn't like face to face talking though. Eventually I had grown old enough for my mom to finally let me go see him again.

"At that point it had been almost 8 years since we first met. It was rough because we both love face to face contact more than anything else.

"The trip was amazing. I was so happy to see him again. My mom was so excited to meet him. He had changed, but the same time he hadn't. He was still the same dorky kid I met when I was 4. Now I was 12 and going into middle school. He was going into what would be high school for him.

"We talked, we wrote, and when I got my first phone that you could text people on, we texted all the time. It was the best thing to have a friend like him.

"On my good days we would laugh, and on my bad days he would talk to me into the late hours of the night. It was so amazing to know I was cared about by someone I had only met twice in my life.

"When I got into acting and my career I was able to fly out and see him more. He found himself a girlfriend. I didn't necessarily approve of her, but she made him happy and that's all I cared about.

"As time went on he was starting to get these really horrible headaches. Headaches that even the slightest bit of light would make him sick. He could sit in pitch black darkness and it still hurt.

"I told him he needed to go see a doctor, and finally after months of pleading he finally went. He found out he had a brain tumor. The headaches were caused by excess fluid in his brain and that he needed surgery to remove the fluid.

"He called me that night freaked out and terrified. He didn't want his life to end like this and he didn't want to do it alone.

"I told him I was always here. Just a phone call and a plane ride away. If he needed anything I was going to be on the next flight out.

"A week later he called me freaking out about surgery. He didn't want to die on an operating table. He still had things he wanted to do. Place he wanted to see.

"He still wanted to come out and see Colorado. Or go to Los Angeles. He was so determined he was going to make it out to see me one last time.

"On January 2, 2014 Alex passed away from a severe seizure. He was found in his apartment a day later. Covered in blood and vomit. And his girlfriend was nowhere to be found.

"Things have come to light in the what was just a death caused by cancer was now something that could have been prevented. It had soon become a murder investigation.

"The doctors said they had prescribed him with a new supply of epilepsy medication to help with the seizures. Looking back on the report that medication was all gone.

"His girlfriend was going charged with murder and possession of non prescription medication.

"Two days after her arrest she was found hung in her cell. The guilt finally caught up to her, or she didn't want to man up to the crime she had committed.

"Who knows how much longer Alex would've lived if she hadn't done it, but it's over and done with.

"I wanted to let you guys know that everything is okay, but him being gone for 5 years is still hurting. Alex was my best friend before I even met Jess.

"Sometime this week I should be getting a package shipped out from what he had included in his will. I finally have some justice and closure as to what happened, but it doesn't make it any easier.

"Thank you for sticking with me. I know this was a lot to handle and everything. Please if you liked this video or just liked the fact I shared something very personal please leave a like.

"I will leave a playlist of funny story time videos. Don't forget to subscribe. I will see you guys next time. Bye."

I wiped all my tears away. As I turned off the camera. It wasn't long till I was being embrace by a pair of strong arms. Jensen was truly sent to me by Alex. It's how I know he's still with me.

He knew that Jensen would be able to provide me what he provided me. That was the coolest thing. It's how I know Jensen is the one.

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[tia-amorosa]

Episode 39: Unexpected Rejection

The thunderstorm, which had been raging for several hours now, was picking up a little. Mortimer looked in a few baskets and cupboards for a suitable little picture to hang in his daughter's room, but he couldn't really find one. So he decided to paint one himself. That wasn't an everyday occurrence either, as he was away from the easel again for a long time.

When he arrived in the attic, the first thing he noticed was that a light bulb had failed and decided to have it changed as soon as possible. He didn't want to climb a ladder. But when he went to the easel, he stopped. “What… A painting? I haven't painted lately….then maybe it was Alexander”. He moved closer to get a better look.

As he stood close to the painting, he noticed that it smelled of fresh paint. To make sure, he slowly ran his fingertips over one part of the painting… “That's strange, he's already in bed, how could he have…”. Then he looked at it even more closely than he had before… “h-h, that can't be, the… initials…” . It was his wife's unmistakable handwriting that had been used to sign the picture. and for a moment he could hardly breathe.

He felt a little dizzy, but then he regained his composure. “How is that possible, she's not here or is she…? Maybe I should have taken my medication after all?"/ ,,You… You don't need medication, Mortimer… “ said a familiar soft voice. He froze and a chill ran down his spine.

When he slowly turned around and looked in the direction the voice was coming from, Bella appeared to him in her ghostly form. A mixture of shock, excitement, fear and resentment ran through him. “No, it can't be,,,you're not…"/ ,,,yes, it's me, I…. “. He only thought about it for a moment, but then it was more or less desperate anger that spoke from him, “and why have you left me here alone for years? Why didn't you come home?“/”I couldn't”. Her voice trembled.

“What do you mean you couldn't? Everyone in the family found their way home”. His loud voice made her flinch a little. She hadn't expected such a reunion. “I wasn't in this world, I was very, very far away, in another time and I couldn't remember where I came from…. And I still miss so many memories , Mortimer“, she started to cry…, ‘You're the only one who can help me anymore…’/”Get out…“/”w-what?”…

“I want you to go…we…we've gotten along fine here without you, Bella or…. whoever you are. I don't recognize my wife…“/”But the painting… I painted it myself and I…"/ ‘There are a thousand coincidences…’/ ”Won't you even hear me out, I… I need you, Mortimer, how am I supposed to…“/”Get out!” Bella was shocked by Mortimer's behavior. During their journey, she had often imagined that he might be happy to see her return. But things turned out completely differently than she had expected. So she fled into the night in tears.

While a ghost simply has to float through the walls to get from A to B, a living man has to do it the conventional way. When Mortimer arrived at the bottom of the stairs, he quickly realized that he was very upset himself. “hh-h, why now… why now of all times? Bella… I'm an old man”… He first had to mentally process what had just happened. So he lay down in his bed with many thoughts.

It's the next morning and still quite early. Nevertheless, Alexander couldn't stay in his bed any longer and went to the toilet. A little later, the phone rang. After the phone call, he went upstairs to the bedroom. “Dad?”. When there was no immediate answer, he moved closer to the bed to make sure his father was still breathing. That was the first thing he had learned about what to do if someone didn't wake up immediately. And luckily Mortimer was breathing. “Dad, Cassy has called”.

Mortimer sat up slowly and then turn on the edge of the bed. Then he took a deep breath, noticing that his mother Cornelia was here again, playing tricks with the old furniture. But he ignored it. “So… what does your big sister say?”/ “She wants me to tell you that she'll be home around midday today. You have wet eyes, have you been crying?"/, ”Yes… That could be”. Mortimer rubbed his eyes. “Why isn't the scent there anymore?”, Alexander asked him.

“Scent? What scent?” Mortimer asked him in surprise. “From the roses. Yesterday there was always the scent of roses in the house, and today it's gone…”. Mortimer had to swallow a little. His son seemed to perceive more than he himself had in many, many years. Due to the constant harassment of the family spirits, he had built up a kind of mental barrier and seemed to have lost all sensitivity.

After Alexander had left the bedroom, Mortimer was alone with his thoughts. „Roses… She loved roses. Was it really her? I don't understand…”. And actually, he did understand. He thought about the fact that his daughter had moved heaven and hell just to find Bella again. And what did she say on the phone? She is not yet mentally able to come back. But she did come back, despite the lack of memories. She was drawn back home… To him. Is everything lost for good now?

@greenplumbboblover , @solorisims , @honeywinesims ⭐

[witchxplease]

Character Survey

What if’s 🤔

You’re at a bar when the one person you don’t want to see walks in. Who are they? How do you react?-- I would honestly tell them to go and fuck themselves, they aren't my friend for a reason and tbh they are probably there to get into my good graces again which is hard to do after you fuck me over.

How would you react if you were catcalled?--Personally, I would laugh and then turn to them and then do the same thing to them to see if they like being catcalled because while it can be flattering it can also make you feel like you are a slut.

How would you react if you saw a friend who owes you money spending frivolously?-- Good for them, I would do the same thing. I honestly don't care about money growing up I never really had it so it doesn't matter much to me.

Your friends are speaking unfairly about a mutual friend. Do you speak up? -- Nope, that is their fight to fight I'm just sitting on the sidelines being Team Switzerland with my friend Bella Swan.

How would you react if you witnessed a victimless crime? -- I would call the cops and then get the fuck out of there.

What would you do if someone brought up your biggest insecurity in front of a crowd of strangers? --I would punch them in the face, they have no right to bring up my insecurities I told them that in confidence.

How would you respond to an apology from somebody you still can’t forgive? -- I would thank them for the apology but tell them that they aren't forgiven as what they did was unforgivable.

How would you break up with someone?-- I would take them out to a nice dinner and then say this is the last time that we will be doing this and its not you its me.

If you won the lottery, how would it change your life? --I would honestly try to get all of my family and friends out of debt so we can all buy ourselves an island and get away from the human population.

Would you trade ten years of your life to be richer? --no, I love my life too much to care about being rich.

How about to be more beautiful? --Bitch I'm flawless.

More intelligent? --Bitch I'm intelligent I'm a witch afterall.

Reflecting on the past ⏳

What childhood memory still makes your toes curl? -- The moment the cops rushed into my house to arrest my parents for killing someone in our house.

What memory makes you swell with pride? --The first time that I did a spell to light a candle. It was the proudest day of my witch life.

If you could relive one day of your life without changing anything that happened, which day would you choose -Probably moving to South Carolina with my aunt, it was the best thing that happened to me. I was miserable in Chicago, but my little sister wasn't but it helped us to grow up to be wonderful women.

What about if you could change the course of events? -- I don't know if I would change the course of events, my life is better off without my parents as bad as that sounds but it is true.

Who were you closest to as a child? -- Probably my younger sister since we had to stick together to survive.

What’s something you quit, that you now regret giving up on? -honestly, learning how to play the guitar it, was making me so angry that I couldn't get the intro to Master of Puppets right.

What was the best party you ever went to? -- Honestly the parties my parents threw were always the best even if I was too young to remember most of them.

Relationships 💞

Who was the first person to break your heart? - Jaden Michaels, he had gotten me pregnant during our junior prom and then I lost the baby shortly after and he put me in the hospital and I got a restraining order on him.

Who was the last?-- Zahara, she just up and left and now I am sitting here with my heart on my sleeve.

How well would you handle a long-distance relationship? -- Honestly, they might be the best for me that way the heartbreak wouldn't be too bad because they aren't here to break my heart into a million little pieces.

How would you feel after a one-night stand?-- I've had many of those and they don't phase me anymore.

Have you ever kept someone in your life who you didn’t get along with — for example, a friend you disliked or argued with? Why did you avoid saying goodbye?-- Nope I tell people how I feel to their face, if they don't like it is it on them.

How would your best friend describe you?-- As a mother fucking PIMP.

How would your romantic partner describe you?-- The sweetest bitch you will ever meet.

How would your boss describe you?-- I am my own boss so.

How would your parents describe you?-- As the child then never wanted.

How would your worst enemy describe you?-- As a cunt.

Habits and routines ✔️

What do you think about in the shower?-- I don't really think about anything because I am either washing my hair and body or getting myself off by flicking my bean.

Do you stay up late or wake up early?-- I haven't slept in almost a month.

What do you do if you can’t sleep? -- I am writing a book about my life.

Who or what do you turn to when you’re upset?-- I turn into everyone's worst nightmare.

Are you more of a text person or a phone call person? Why?-- text person because if I talk on the phone and you annoy me you will probably hear my anger.

What does your morning routine look like?-- Roll out of bed, get dressed, do make up and drink a fuck ton of coffee before opening up my business.

The good, the bad, the ugly… 💀

What’s the worst thing you’ve ever wished on somebody (and who was it)?-- Death, to my parents for being who they are and not caring about her and her siblings.

When was the last time you lied? What made you do it?-- Just the other day when someone came into my shop and asked me if they were going to die soon. I told them no because I didn't want to tell them that they were going to die that night because they were really young and I just couldn't do it.

Is there somebody you haven’t been able to forgive? What did they do? Do you want to forgive them?-- My parents for having that party and getting arrested. I wasn't old enough to know why and then when my aunt told me what they did I knew that I could never forgive them.

Can you lie easily?-- 1000% I can.

Do you handle rejection well?-- I do not, it drives me crazy.

Have you ever done something illegal?-- I stole a car one time after a party because the cops were chasing me. I was drunk and I got arrested and had to spend a few nights in jail. My mug shot is still out there.

Are you more likely to ask for permission or forgiveness?-- I am more likely to ask for forgiveness because asking for permission is overrated.

What terrible thing have you done that you never thought you would do? -- Do a spell to make sure my ex-boyfriend from high school could never have kids for the shit that he put me through at 16

What criticism would your worst enemy would make of you, that you secretly agree with?-- That I need to be nicer to people, because being nice gets you father in life then being a bitch.

Miscellaneous✨

If you could erase one movie from existence, what would it be?-- Paper towns that movie was horrendous.

What’s the weirdest job you would be willing to do?-- Being a person that cleans the waste out of mobile homes.

What’s a job you would never consider, no matter how good the pay?-- Being a ceo of a company no thank you I could never take that responsibility.

How do you feel in large groups versus small ones?-- Id rather be in a large group because if something goes wrong you have more people to blame it on.

Who was the last person you obsessively stalked on social media?-- This is bad but Cameron Monaghan he is fucking hot as shit.

What was the last book you read? Did you like it? Why or why not?--One of us is Lying and it was actually really good and I was surprised. I am usually really good at picking shit out and figuring out how a book ends. but this book I just couldn't

[ashnadir]

nuadxa:

“Ah, yes. Though, simply because I really want one, can we change the idea to a golden retriever? Have you seen them? They’re like furry bundles of love and dopey affection. Kit doesn’t, if you believe it, give much by dopey affection.” He tried to figure out the fashion term, and they nodded. “Sure, pick one,” they said, not to be mean but because they’d know what he meant anyway. They didn’t correct someone on something like the correct fashion term. They’d leave that to Bella and Freddie.

“There weren’t any friends to be had growing up. I had Will, until mam found him a school that knew what he needed – but I didn’t do well in the being around kids my age – area. So I was homeschooled, and it’s a small town with its own misunderstandings and beliefs, and you know how that goes. It was like Soapberry, if the human population outnumbered the supernatural population and the only supernaturals were a small group of fairies and the humans tolerated you because it was a cool tourist schtick but really they just wanted you to hang up your wings, get a religion, and be like them. Plus, I was weird.  Then, I was in New York, and I had friends – but I was also in New York, and the friends I had were also battling their own demons and chasing dragons and burning whatever bridges I could build. Then Dani and Faye – but they were not like they are now, neither of them. Then my four year journey of I don’t know what I’m doing but trying to feel right – and now I’m here. Ta-da. You’re my friend, and Freddie’s my friend, and Bella is my friend, and Ephram, and Dani – and Faye – we’re trying, at least. And I know so many others – Fane, Tuah, Sam, Grace, Cassie, a werewolf I met – he’s missing a leg, never did get his name, your Lara… Jae-won. I have friends now, and I’d like to keep them. But I’d also like to keep me – now I know that doesn’t make sense.”

But they were feeling better, the more they talked to him and he talked back. Even if they didn’t have all the words that they wanted and couldn’t say them as eloquently as they wished to. Iann got the rough draft of something they’d later perfect, and yet, he didn’t run away. “But you learned it, didn’t you? Or, mostly. Do you still trip up sometimes and think that people are idiots?” they asked, nudging against him like they liked to do when they were sharing something, or found something in common or wanted to keep his attention, a subtle way of invading his space and saying I’m here, and I’d like some more of your attention.

Unlike Kit, who demanded attention only when he thought food would be involved.

“It is.” Nuadia agreed with him with heated inflection. “I don’t even know. What does he call me? There’s nothing good. I can call him boyfriend or – gross – spouse. Spouse and partner sound clinical, like something you’d put on emergency forms. I want something cute.”

In his van, they settled back, Kit taking his spot in the middle. Iann wanted to go visit his Aunt – going as far as to invite Kit, and Nuadia nodded. They’d like to meet her; to learn more about him – what he wanted shared. “I’d like that. Do you think I could drive your van?” they wondered, “if there’s a straight stretch of road. Not much I can do to mess that up.” They were realizing the inability to drive could be a problem going forward, especially if they did pick a house that was a little further away. On rainy days, they didn’t want to get their wings wet. “Whenever you’d like to go – whenever she’s ready for visitors. I’ll buy the food, and the gas, you provide the transportation and the music.”

A moment and then, “thank you for listening. I know I’m not supposed to thank people with words because they’re so easy but – this time – thank you.”

Iann tried to remember what a golden retriever looked like, but probably came up with something more like a yellow lab in his mind.  He wasn't much of an animal person, not enough to know breeds specifically unless it was for some sort of supernatural reason of course.  "Are you thinking about getting a pet?  Kit would always be superior to it though,"  Iann mused, since (to him) familiars seemed far more sentient than any pet animal.

"Whoa, I didn't know you knew Dani before Soapberry...what was that like?"  Iann knew about Faye, from what Iann had gathered from previous conversations with both Nuadia and Faye of course, but again what a wonderful town Soapberry was, to unite people who lived in one's past.  "Well, if making friends was a goal of yours then your four-year journey seems to be on the right path, I'd say.  This is all your doing, Nuadia."  They made their life progress this way, with conscious and aware decisions; and really, wasn't that what mattered?  For Iann and his sense of individual agency, it seemed that way. 

  "Lilo Lopez, the werewolf with, ah, the missing leg," Iann said, staring out at the road.  "Cassie's fiance guy, the baby's father."

He grinned, looking over at Nuadia and their question.  "No!  Or - well, I try not to.  No - see - okay - "  Iann held up a hand, trying to justify himself between his laughter.  "Now I'm just kind of a mellow asshole about it.  Like 'wow that person's an idiot.  Poor thing, rough childhood.'"  Iann tipped his flattened hand this way and that.  "I'm trying to be understanding, Nua-nua, yeeeesh."

Nuadia driving his van?  He eyed them. "Can you drive stick?" he said, assuming the motorcycle they were trying was an automatic. He pitched an eyebrow.  "Learn your bike first and then we'll see. My baby's a finicky bastard, especially with the bio-fuel engine I installed." He pet the dashboard fondly and the Westfalia seemed to cough back in response. 

 "Aunt Tulip was big on appearance and looks when they worked at the brothel, I'm sure zie still is, I mean.  It was a daily ritual with them, from what I remember.  Granted, this was like twenty years ago,"  Iann grinned.  "But when I was in Tofino a few years back, man.  Aunt Tulip looked like they hadn't aged a damn year.  Gasp!  What if zie's secretly a nymph or something and I never knew?!  I have to ask."

That was a curious thing to say, and so Iann of course had to suspend any polite 'de nada' response to ask,  "Who says you're not supposed to thank people with words?"

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