#of course i threw in Io

[starmonsterrr]

day 1: warmup

Yesterday i had to do an event for a roblox game (creeturs of sonarfreakingnaiararia, S stands for "super grindy") but I'M GONNA CATCH UP

I was originally gonna do something different for the warmup but i got this hilarious idea

[kristannafever]

Mountain Man - Eleven

Kristanna Modern AU Rated: M/EX WC: 1961

Collab with @lukin08

Chapter Index

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The rest of the ride back, putting everything away, and finally in the cabin getting out of their snow gear, had been silent between them.  Kristoff’s mind was filled with troubling thoughts.  Why had he done that again?  He was being incredibly reckless.  Enough for the both of them.

He hung their stuff on the hooks by the stove and then turned around, about to break the ice by asking what she wanted for dinner, only to find her staring at him with a furrowed brow and her arms crossed over her chest. 

“You remember that first kiss.  The one when we were drunk.  Don’t you?”

That surprised him.  “Of course I do.  And I’m sorry for that one too.”

“Why?”

“Why what?” He threw his arms up in exasperation.

“Why can’t you?  What is holding you back?”

He eyed her, getting frustrated.  “You’re kidding, right?”

“No.  I need to know,” she demanded.  “I can’t stop thinking about either of those kisses and I can’t stop trying to figure out how to get you to kiss me again.  I want to be with you, Kristoff.   And I know you want to be with me.  Explain to me why you are holding back.”

“Because I can’t cross that line, Anna!”  he shouted.  “I would much rather continue not knowing than having a taste of what could be.”   How could he tell her in words she would understand that if he got to know, it was going to end up destroying him.  And that was only the concern for himself.  His first and major concern was for Anna. 

“I understand that, but nothing is set in stone, Kristoff.  Maybe things change, maybe they don’t.  Don’t we owe it to ourselves to-”

She did not understand, and warning lights were going off in his mind.  “Anna it’s been a decade since I’ve been with a woman.”

“So?  What difference does that make?”

“Never mind,” he said through gritted teeth and walked over to the chest to get his comfortable clothes on.   The last thing he wanted to do was to say it out loud.  Especially to her.

“No, I need to know,” she said, following him. 

He shook his head, frustrated that she had now backed him into a corner.  “Leave it alone, Anna, please.”

“I will not leave it alone.  I want this, Kristoff.  I want you.  Tell me.”

“Because I care about you, that’s why.”

“You care about me?  Really?” she said sarcastically.  “I mean you kissed me, twice, I kind of figured that out.”

“Anna, just drop it.”  He pushed past her and headed for the door.  This was too much for him to handle and she was absolutely wearing him down.  Every fiber of his entire soul wanted to give up the fight and be with her. 

“No, I will not drop it.”  She followed him to his boots.  “I care about you too, Kristoff.  Why don’t you care about me enough to explain what is going on in your mind?”

He stopped and whipped around to face her.  His nerves were fried and he had had enough.  It was time to shut her down even if it meant telling her the godawful truth.  “You want to know what’s going on in my mind?  You really want to know?  I’m terrified of losing control.  It’s been too long and I can’t because of just how much I care about you.  I can’t hurt someone that I Io-” 

His mouth snapped shut just shy of saying it out loud. 

Anna’s eyes widened and her lips parted to say something but he was not in the mood to hear what it was.  “There,” he spat.  “Now you know.  I am a pathetic, lonely, desperate man who wants you so badly that I am scared I might accidentally hurt you.”

“That is not who you are, Kristoff,” Anna said quietly, taking a step closer to him.

He eyed her.  “That is exactly who I am.”

She smiled gently, taking another step, bringing her directly in front of him.  She slid her hands onto his chest.  He was powerless to pull away. 

“That is not who you are,” she repeated, looking up into his eyes.  “You are kind, and compassionate, and I know that you truly care.  You made sure I didn’t fly around that storm and you opened your home and your life to me, even though I’ve managed to step on your toes once or twice.”

The corner of his mouth twitched up in the faintest smile.  His mind was slowly coming to terms with the fact that this was going to happen between them regardless of his fears.  He just hoped that his eventual heartbreak was something that he could handle.

“I’ve gotten to know exactly who you are.  You are a good man, Kristoff.    The fact that you are so worried about hurting me is proof of that.  I trust you completely.”

His eyes closed.  He was so close to giving in.  So dangerously close.  “I can’t,” he whispered, giving her one more chance to put a stop to this madness. 

“I want you as badly as you want me.”

“Anna, I-”

“I’m strong, Kristoff.  You said it yourself.”

He opened his eyes and looked into hers.  “I know you are.”

“I am confident I can handle you.”  She grinned sensually.  “Even if you do somehow lose control.”

That did it.  He smashed his lips against hers and Anna screamed with delight into his mouth, wrapping her arms firmly around his shoulders and pulling him tightly against her. 

His hands had a mind of their own, and they were pawing at her clothing, taking it off of her with frenzied desperation while his tongue continued to wrestle with hers.  Blindly he made her naked, yanking and pulling at her clothes, unable to pull his lips apart from hers and ran his palms all over her bare flesh, touching every inch of her.  He barely even noticed she had him almost completely naked as well until Anna broke from kissing him for the seconds it took to rip his t-shirt off of his head to finish the job.

He pulled her body tightly against his, the warmth of her pressing into his front and against his cock.  He shuddered out another moan and then pushed her towards to the bed.   As soon as the backs of her knees connected with the edge, he broke the kiss and pushed her down onto it.

She grinned and wiggled her way onto the bed to make room for him.  The only thought on his mind was his desire.  Her knees parted for him, and as soon as he caught her scent, a growl ripped through his throat.  He needed to taste her.  He plunged his tongue into her hot center, wrapping his hands around her hips and pulling her onto his mouth.  Her cry of utter delight was raw and primal, making him want her even more.  His mind went blank as he devoured her. 

Through the fog of his lust, Anna came against his mouth with a guttural scream of pleasure, and it snapped him out of his frantic yearning long enough to get a firmer handle on himself.  That and the fact that she was tugging at his hair.

His lips moved up her body, kissing all the way back up to her neck while Anna writhed with pleasure beneath him.  “I need you now,” she breathed over and over, reassuring him.

He slid all the way into her in one trust and as she gave a loud gasp.  For a split second a thought made it through his hunger that his action had hurt her, then she cried out a boisterous “Yes!”  He took that as answer enough that she was okay, and let himself give in to his desperation once more. 

Within minutes he was there.  The feeling came upon him like a hurricane, and came undone with a final thrust and a wail that rang with longing, even to his own ears. 

“Kristoff…”  she muttered with tenderness, gripping him as tight as she could while his entire body shook.

He got his breathing under control before he slid from her then bent over to kiss her.  He started with her lips, moving down her jaw, her neck, determined to kiss and caress every inch of her beautiful freckled skin.  He had no idea skin could be so soft.  Anna hummed with pleasure as he moved around her contours, pausing to suck gently on each nipple before continuing.  He kissed her ribs, the side of her breasts, not wanting to leave a patch of skin untouched.

He loved this woman.  This strong woman.  Smart woman.  Courageous and determined.  Kind and compassionate.  Soft and heartbreakingly beautiful.  This was the woman who had stolen his heart and the one who was going to break it.

He didn’t even know if he had actually gone soft in between.  All he knew was that his wild desire for her was taking over again and he needed to be inside of her once more.  He had to abandon his work across her body, moving back up to her lips and kissing her with everything he had as he gently positioned himself at her entrance.

“Oh my God, already?” Anna breathed.  “You are amazing.”

He took it as a yes and slid into her, crying out with the overpowering satisfaction, drowning out Anna’s loud moan of approval.  He found a slow rhythm, wanting to take his time and savour her.  Now that his feral need had been met, he could actually concentrate and appreciate all the sensations a little more.

Her body started to pulse around him after only a minute, and she yanked him down on top of her and bit his shoulder as she gave into the orgasm.  Kristoff waited, savoring the feeling, then resumed his movements, knowing that he would never forget this night for as long as he lived.

They continued to make love until both of them were moaning in tandem and clinging to each other as they rode out their next climax together.

*****

Neither of them was able to find sleep.  They laid together, Kristoff on his back and Anna curled around his side with her arm on his chest, staring into the darkness of the cabin. 

They had joined together twice more after the first go around.  Anna had lost track of how many orgasms he’d given her.  It was something she’d never had and would never have again.  It struck her when they were done how much of a mistake it had been to push him to do this.

The things that he didn’t tell her were starting to become apparent.  The word he almost let slip.  The way his arm was around her, his hand gently rubbing up and down her bare arm in the gentlest caress she could have imagined.  Her heart was starting to ache in knowing that their beautiful night together was going to haunt her for the rest of her days. 

“We have to move on like that didn’t happen, Anna,” Kristoff whispered, breaking the silence.  His voice waivered ever so slightly.  “Please.”

“I know,” she said quickly.  “I know.”

Now she understood Kristoff when he said it was better not knowing what being with each other was like.  She wanted a life with her business, a husband, kids, her home, her sister and Frank.  He wanted this life.  As he had told her, he didn’t even think about anything else.  It was this, period.

There was no way anything could ever continue between them, and now they both had to live with that taste of what could be.

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[sarcasticlcves]

Please Back Off

Dakota Kai x Female! reader

Summary~ Dakota tries to persuade you into joining Damage ctrl

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Today was the day, Monday night raw and you were getting your makeup done for the show tonight. You didn't have much to do, only a promo and interview and you were done for the night.

But of course it didn't stay that way "y/r/n I know your back there so please come out here". Dakota Kai, you knew her since you both were in shimmer where she was known as Evie. You guys had a thing going on until you got signed to wwe and had to move to Florida for nxt.

It broke your heart to leave her, but you worked so hard to get noticed by wwe and you couldn't not take the offer.

Time skip three years and she gets signed. You were already moved up to the main roster by then with her on the nxt brand where she was paired up with your close friend Tegan Nox.

Then everything happened, she turned on Tegan paired herself up with Raquel Gonzalez and was trying to go after the nxt women's title.

After that failed drastically she did what she does best and turned on Raquel shortly after. She had a very short nxt run after that and then got fired due to budget cuts.

You were very surprised to say the least. Dakota gave everything to the company and more and they threw her out like garbage.

Few months later it's summerslam, Bianca Belair just retained her raw women's title against Becky Lynch. Bayley's music hit and the crowd went wild, she makes it to the bottom of the ramp to taunt Bianca.

Next came out Io Shirai now known as Iyo Sky. Then her music hit it, was Dakota, the same Dakota that got fired a few months ago. The three that came out that night formed the powerful trio Damage ctrl.

Present day your in the gorilla watching the monitor wondering why the hell was she calling you out. A tech came up to you and handed you a microphone "just throw something together out there, the boss doesn't know what Dakota's gonna say".

You looked at the guy skeptically as you made your way out to the ring "okay Dakota I don't know why the hell your calling me out here but it better be for good reason".

She looked at you and slightly smiled "you and me have a lot in common y/r/n, and you also have a lot of potential".

"If your gonna ask what i think you are, please don't" Dakota frowned and looked down at the ring mat. "Look i know we've had are differences in the past, but you can't deny the history we have together".

Some of the fans who remember you both from shimmer started cheering at the mention of your guys history. "Your right Kota I can't deny are history, but one thing I can say to you is no".

You knew you were pissing her off considering her fists were clenching and her knuckles were turning white. "Can't you see I'm trying to help you dammit!!" She screamed at you while making her way out of the ring to where you were on the ramp.

You smirked at her moving form coming closer to you "no Kota your not trying to help me you just want company because you know Iyo and Bayley don't give a damn about you".

She stopped in front of you and scowled "you know what I don't know how I could ever stand you back then". You laughed and brought the mic back up to your lips "probably because I was the only one that would fuck your annoying little ass back then".

She screamed in anger then tried to punch you but you dodged the punch and kneed her in the face. Dakota stumbled back while holding her nose and looked at you with shock written all over her face.

"For now Dakota please back off, and never try to recruit me to your little Damage ctrl ever again"

[thefbiagentinyoursearchhistory]

I FINALLY FOUND THE FKKING SETTINGS ON MY PHONE FOR THE CAMERA TO ALLOW BETTER NIGHT PHOTOS.

Before now the best I could do was changing the shutter speed so like my aurora pics last night would look like this (full brightness to view):

But then of course THIS MORNING at 5:30 I'm up having hot cocoa to start the day, it's still dark as shit out, and I'm like "oh yeah! I wonder if the lights are still going." So I head back out. They were not. But. Fkking. I found the TINY ASS BUTTON and

The last two are darker bc I threw the ios all the way up and turned the shutter down to see what would happen. Still dark! But stars!!

I've literally GOOGLED to see how to do this shit on my phone and it didn't help, WHY WERE YOU SO HARD TO FIND YOU LITTLE BITCH. I COULD'VE BEEN HAVING DOPE STAR PHOTOS THIS WHOLE GDDAMN TIME.

I've gotta play around with it now. Also I really need a little cheap ass tripod lol I'm too shaky for exposure shit so I just have to hunt for things to prop my phone against. Usually a grill or a car or straight up laying on the ground. So I just get whatever angle happens.

[drmlab]

Before I bought my first synthesizer hardware in 2022, I had downloaded VCV Rack Free and casually experimented with it. The modular-synth simulation platform didn't check an important box at that time – finding a creative outlet away from the computer. There are also things I could have done to optimize the performance of the 2017 iMac I was using, but its limitations caused VCV Rack to glitch somewhat frequently. Even on an M3 Mac with 36GB RAM, VCV Rack will occasionally glitch.

Last year, I started to wonder about Mutable Instruments modules and what "Rings into Clouds" was really about. Since the modules in question are digital, experimenting with them in VCV Rack (or its controversial iOS fork MI Rack) seemed like a cost-effective approach. I'd be missing out on physical knobs, of course, but using MI Rack also provided a way to wiggle while a physical patch is in progress.

Using MI Rack, I got some early satisfaction using the Topograph clone of the Grids module to trigger Rings – it sounded like mellow Krautrock in a way that appeals to me. I spent some time futzing around trying to output a video on the iPad, and eventually gave up.

Last week, I quickly threw together the patch in the video above as a way to mask background sounds while working. It's not quite generative, but it changes enough that I can leave it running for hours and not get sick of it.

Outputting video from VCV Rack was also kind of a pain. It took several tries changing bitrate and compression parameters in the Recorder module before the output was at the correct speed. I then cropped and downsampled the video in Adobe Premiere Pro.

I can see VCV Rack being useful for learning the basic concepts of modular synthesis among casual beginners. However, I think that I needed the experience of CV patching with real hardware before I was able to do something I found interesting with VCV Rack. Using physical cables and knobs makes it so much more immediate. But now that I have a little over a year of experience with modular, it's an enticing way to try out expensive digital models or perhaps very complex patches with a profusion of modulators and utilities.

[thesecrettimes]

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[itswavelengths]

The iPhone Camera Needs an Upgrade

MKBHD's new video about the lag between the iPhone's camera system against that of the competition strikes a nerve I've been feeling for the past few years. I consider myself an amateur photographer, which is the only reason I've ever needed to get the new Pro-level iPhone every year. The camera upgrades are usually worth it.

But I remember receiving the iPhone 12 Pro on launch day and taking a few test shots against my trusty 11 Pro — a camera system I truly loved — and noticing something that threw me off. A lot of the reviews I'd read highlighted improvements in the hardware, but it seemed to me that the machine-learning photo-processing was overdoing it. I thought I must be wrong, and wrote as much in my review at the time:

The cameras feel about on par with the last generation of phones — I personally haven't noticed their supposedly being better when taking photos in everyday situations, but I'd believe they were better if you or some other tech columnist told me so.

Should have trusted your gut, Bigley!

Over time though, it's become more and more evident that the software side of iOS has been mangling what should be great images taken with a great sensor and superbly crafted lenses. To be clear: The RAW files produced by this system in apps like Halide are stunning. But there's something lost in translation when it comes to the stock Camera app and the ways in which it handles images from every day use.

This is not a phenomenon that has flown under the radar of non-techie users either. I saw a TikTok (which I unfortunately didn't save and I'm sure will never see again) earlier this year showing an iPhone "hack" that involved taking a photo, opening the preview, and taking a screenshot before the processing could hit to produce a more natural and softer look than the sharpened and HDR-laden final image. On my end, I've gone all out.

I like the speed the stock Camera app provides, especially having it accessible from my lock screen. To curb the over-corrections, I've tuned my own version of a Rich Contrast photographic style and turned on Live Photos. To my eyes, both in conjunction with one another reduce the amount of work the iPhone's chip does to "improve" images, creating a more natural photograph when all is said and done.

Either way, ever since the iPhone 12 lineup hit I've gotten into the habit of throwing photos into an app like Huji or DazzCam to dirty them up. But I'd rather not! I'd rather share a barely-altered and high-resolution image if possible, as I used to do when I was a Google Pixel user. For now it seems like fake film grain and Live Photos are the way to go.

I'm hopeful Apple will course correct in time. They usually do!

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[synthient]

All right, time for: obsessive shot-by-shot analysis of the neosmith fight scene

There's a part in the making-of doc where Lana talks about how, in the original trilogy, almost everything was shot indoors with controlled artificial lighting. She and Lilly were paranoid about sunlight and the uncertainty it threw into shooting. In Resurrections, she tried to embrace the sun. And this is one of the scenes that really shows it

This has nothing to do with anything lmao. It's just one of my absolute favorite exchanges in the movie, and I love that they lead into the Smith fight with "Neo's a dilf now (affectionate, gay)"

enter: He

Bugs is the first one to notice Smith watching them. Morpheus draws his gun next (Morpheus has the whole interesting "assigned Agent Smith, but rejected it to become Morpheus" thing going on, so I'll be watching those two's interactions closely). Lexy and Berg have a slightly belated reaction, and Neo's the last one to turn--he really wasn't paying attention to ~Their Connection~

We get our first appearance of the White Fashion Sunglasses (while Neo was off in Io, Smith must have stopped by the mall)

The first Matrix movie had a definite sunglasses motif going on with Smith. He takes them off during the fbi interrogation with Neo, right before pulling the "my colleagues think you're a lost cause, but I really do want to recruit you and work together" thing. He takes them off again while interrogating Morpheus, when he reveals that he wants to be free too. Over the course of the movie, the lenses get less opaque, and we can see more of Smith's eyes and expressions (contrasted with Jones and Brown, whose glasses aren't see-through in the same shots). They get broken and tossed aside during the subway fight, where he totally gives into emotion.

(the head tilttt...the little jogggg.....)

Each time Neo sees redpilled!Smith, he gives a little despite-himself smile.

In the first movie, there’s an exchange (“Ah, the great Morpheus. We meet at last.” “And who are you?” “Smith. Agent Smith.” “Huh. You all look the same to me”) where Smith seems, like. Grievously Offended that Morpheus doesn’t recognize him lmao. He gives a huge smile here when Lexy knows who he is. He’s got individuality now! He’s famous! (for trying to destroy the world)

The glasses come off almost immediately. Remember: back in their first meeting, that signified I’m trying to make a genuine (““human””) connection with you and I want us to be on the same team. Smith will keep the glasses off for pretty much the entire rest of the movie.

From Smith’s expressions, you get the vibe that he genuinely wants this to work. Even if he knows it won’t.

Neo nods at Bugs and co to put their guns down. Throwback to the “Thanks to you, I’m seemingly free.” “...congratulations.” moment in Reloaded. And to that deleted scene phone call where Neo tries to invite Smith to join him. 

We get a couple minutes of perfectly affable conversation. Most of the fun is in the acting and chemistry here, so I won’t bother to screencap most of it. Of note: when Smith says “you never appreciated our relationship. Not like the Analyst,” Morpheus asks “Who?”, and Neo says “My doctor.” Smith follows Neo’s lead and keeps calling the Analyst a “doctor” for the rest of the scene, without airing Neo’s mental health laundry.

gjdfhgk the little look he gives Neo like “well? what do you think of my eyes?”

Neo’s pretty sure there’s a catch, but he still can’t stop smiling. Smith goes on a nice face journey before whispering “I have such dreams, Tom.”

is it possible he could have a type

Neo’s still smiling on “Sounds like conflict.” Smith tries to make his “stay out of the Matrix” pitch, and ominous music kicks in (there was no score before this).

Here’s the real conflict: Smith doesn’t want to kill Neo. But he wants to be chained by their bond again even less. He knows--from their last fight, where Neo stared at him like a sad puppy rather than fight back--that Neo will definitely get recaptured if he goes after the Analyst now.

At this point, Seq sees the Merovingian Gang start to enter through portals. Smith gets in nice and close to murmur his final appeal, for Neo’s ears only:

Neo would give up his freedom and go back to sleepwalking through life, suicidally depressed, for his soulmate’s sake. Smith says “huh! interesting! I absolutely the fuck would not :)”

Now here’s something interesting: Neo strikes the first blow. Basically unprovoked.

In every previous fight, Neo has been so deep in some mix of “pacifism” and “terror that he’s actually having a psychotic episode and could hurt an innocent person,” that he’s basically refused to fight at all.  

Smith’s shoulder grab doesn’t look hard or aggressive. It’s a hey wait, we’re not done talking gesture. But it’s still enough for Neo to instinctively shove him across the room.

Before this rewatch, I actually forgot that Smith had a gun in this scene. He only fires it once.

As soon as he sees that Neo has some level of bullet time powers back (and isn’t just going to do the Sad Puppy Stare), Smith puts the gun away. He doesn’t try to shoot the Mnemosyne crew either, even when Bugs starts firing at him. He dodges, ignores her, and goes straight into the kung fu fight with Neo.

I would read the thought process as if you’re not going to fight back, I’ll make this as quick and painless as possible. But if you are, then let’s have a fair fight. This is a test, with Smith hoping that Neo will prove he’s strong enough to handle the Analyst after all.

He gets a few seconds of uninterrupted combat with Neo before Morpheus intervenes.

There’s a pretty nasty arm-snapping sound effect here :( (might be a callback to Neo breaking Smith’s arm right after gaining his One powers?)

Multiple times in this sequence, Morpheus goes out of his way to attack Smith, while Smith keeps trying to knock him away (but without killing or permanently injuring him) and get back to fighting Neo.

For most of the movie, Morpheus has gone back and forth between being pissed at Neo for abandoning him, and being concerned for Neo (he has a complicated relationship with his dad). Does he keep attacking out of protectiveness? Or is he trying to get an Ultimate Showdown with the program whose role he was forced to play? (His, uh...other dad? Second of three dads?)

For his part, I don’t think Smith has any idea that Morpheus is Kind Of Him. I wish the movie had let them have a real conversation.

Unlike Morpheus, Lexy sees Smith coming, remembers the he’s gonna get us all killed conversation, and jumps the hell out of the way. Good for her lol

Wheeeee!

(Sidebar: take note of Smith’s ankles here. Jonathan Groff says that when he walked on set the first day, Lana Wachowski went “hm. take your socks off actually. I’ve decided Smith is going to be a no-socks guy”)

Smith only uses “Anderson” twice in this movie: once 30 seconds after he wakes up, and in this scene while musing about “Anderson and Smith.” He’s not even referring to Neo directly this time, but the deadnaming seems to be the catalyst that finally gets Neo fighting back in earnest (Neo doesn’t seem to mind “Tom” as much. Maybe because it’s a reminder of their bluepilled sort-of-friendship?). Some psycho strings kick in in the background music while they bullet time around

Neo agrees with him, then uses the distraction to kick him to the floor and dislocate his jaw. They do this dkghdkf:

They’re evenly matched for a minute, but before long, Neo starts doing the Anime Protagonist Coughs Up Blood On The Floor thing

The mirror symbolism has been amped up in Resurrections. They’ve taken over for phonebooths as the portal in and out of the Matrix. We get the whole thing with altered reflections, where only Neo and Trinity can see each other’s true selves.

Smith follows up his broken mirror soul-searching with “I feel bad about this, Tom. After all, you are the one who set me free. Again.” So we’re probably supposed to take something away about Smith’s real motives/desires getting cracked and distorted

Speaking of Morpheus being Kind Of Smith:

If the stakes here are “prove to me that you’re strong enough to handle the Analyst, so I’m not forced to kill you for my freedom”...I think they might have both been going for the same outcome 

[justiceamberheard]

Johnny Depp’s testimony, part 2, with my comments.

Before we start, I shoud point out why he sued Amber Heard. It was because of the Oped in Washington Post, which was written and published in December 2018 by Amber Heard where she talked about domestic and sexual violence. She never named him in an article.

Johnny Depp questioned by his team(honestly he is so slow, thank god there’s a speed button). I reduced a lot of stuff, because he said a lot of irrelevant info.

Depp: "The characterization of my substance abuse delivered by Ms. Heard is false... I am not some maniac who needs to be high or loaded all the time. In fact, before Australia and in Australia, I had been off of alcohol for 18 months." (lies, reread what dr kipper said)

Johnny Depp says he was addicted to roxycodone/roxycontin. An opiate. (a lie, reread what dr kipper said)

If you take 2, you will nod off to sleep. So, yes, I didn't like being dependent on these pills. I didn't like being dependent on a drug. You would get withdrawals. 

Johnny Depp: when casting for "The Rum Diary" someone suggested an actress named Amber Heard. The person who suggested her had had her read 5 times and was unsure of her abilities. Depp was asked to read with her. 

Their relationship started during press junket of The Rum Diary. 

Over a year Amber was amazing(remember Amber said the same that from the beginning about him).

He called her Slim and she called him Steve from the movie To have or not to have. She character was 19, and the actor was 45. (ewww)

Depp explains who is Io Tillet Wright, his gender, and still keep refeering to him as ‘‘her’‘.

small detail that wasn’t mentioned in cross, we know exactly when raquel started living with them, it was after Boston plane incident when he kicked Amber. Because Amber wanted to live him, and he then did that.

Day 6. According to Depp the abuse started with insults. He compared Amber to his mother (of course)(time stamp 12:20). Claimed he always tried to run away. Also claimed, that Amber slapped him, showed him, threw a remote controler at him, and a glass of wine(however no evidence was submitted)(time stamps around 17:00).

He claimed that Amber used his private information as a weapon, but when a lawyer asked him the specifics, even after 5 minutes of him speaking he still hasn’t responded to the question. For some reason he talked about ambition.

Depp says that he didn’t have time for his children and he blamed Amber for it. (however, in the audios arond 6 minutes in, he says that he had a lot of work, and amber then said that he barely had time for her)

He didn’t leave her because of his father, and then he describes his celebrity status, and the work he did before it)(time stamps 28 minutes) and he then describes how bad Amber was. And finally Depp says he believed he would be able to change her(time stamps 30 minutes)(once again, Amber said the same thing in UK trial).

Depp says that Amber said that she will kill herself when he tried to leave(and again no proof of it was submitted).

He claimed that he started to record their conversations, since Amber had a bad memory.

Depp says that Amber Heard started using the term Monster(a lie).

He says Amber was the reason of his substance abuse.

Depp says he didn’t have an alcohol problem.(we know he did); The video of him being drunk in 2014.

Now he says, Amber had an alcohol problems. And didn’t want to stop drinking and help him to get trough with too.  (But I thought he didn’t have drinking problems.)

Depp says that Amber had problems with drugs. That during their relationship(5 years) she took 20 MDMA and 6 times mushrooms(lmao). (time stamps 57 minutes).

I've never struck Miss Heard. I've never struck a woman in my life.

[earnestly-endlessly]

Hey! I’m not sure if you still do Cherik fic recs but the ones on your blog are FAB so I was wondering if you could rec any (or have a list already?) of protective Charles?? I saw protective Erik and I gobbled them up lol

Thanks @what-on-io for the ask. I still do Cherik fic recs and I have some excellent fics for you. This list is not as extensive as the Protective Erik one, but I hope this list will have some you like.

Protective Charles

A Dangerous Game – ikeracity, pangea

Summary: When a familiar enemy of Erik's returns to the city for some old-fashioned revenge, Charles is sucked deeper into the world of the mob than ever before.

Could I need You This Much – lanasauli

Summary: Charles is all too familiar with prejudice - it's one of the more unfortunate consequences of being a telepath. It's easy to ignore, until it's directed at Erik.

Or: Charles and Erik encounter an antisemite while recruiting. Charles overreacts and almost loses control.

Line in the Sand – ikeracity

Summary: The CIA agents on the base are bullying the children, mocking them for their mutations. Charles will not tolerate it.

Or: Charles has a line, and the agents cross it. Several times. And Erik discovers that perhaps Charles is not so much of a pacifistic pushover as he appears.

Caught in the Middle of a Crossfire – Linzanity

Summary: Charles was busy counting sheep and DNA helixes when he was wrenched mind-first into Erik’s nightmare.

That which is beneath, that which we share – ninemoons42 

Summary: Someone brings a knife to a gunfight, and Charles does everything he can to make sure everyone is okay, and he doesn't know why Erik is surprised by that.

For These Two Men – novera_nope

Summary: When Erik has a panic attack on the plane, even an emotionally stunted man as Logan realizes the nature of the relationship between Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr.

All the Nightmares (Here to Stay) – InsertSthMeaningful

Summary: On that fateful day in 1962, on a beach in Cuba, Charles successfully pulls Shaw's helmet off of Erik's head. Moira still takes the shot - and changes the course of mutant history.

Here to Stay (Remix) – UisceOneLove

Summary:The beach in Cuba still has bloodshed.

The road diverges down another direction.

Sleep don’t weep - baehj2915

Summary: Erik has trouble sleeping. Charles sort of makes him a little bit. Fluffy AU from the movie where they stay together--because I want them to and for no other reason--and Erik extemporizes about their relationship. Not nearly as dramatic as the title indicates. I just picked that because it's a Damien Rice song I like.

Mind’s Eye Blind – Sperare

Summary: As far as Erik is concerned, if you want to scare a person into talking, you have to present him with something more compelling than what he stands to lose...

And there is nothing in the world more compelling than Charles.

Subject E – Ook

Summary: In which Subject E, unwilling medical experiment, runs away from the lab which has him captive, and is taken in by Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.

These Cindered Bones – swoopswoop

Summary: Erik gets attacked by something unknown and when his health starts to decline, has no choice but turn to the x-men for help after seven years of separation.

Vulnerability – TheRedGlass

Summary: An attack while recruiting leaves Erik horribly injured but Charles faces a challenge in getting him medical help and has to improvise.

Lost hope (thank god I have you) – OneWithoutAName

Summary: They hadn’t known better, Charles had told himself when everything had come back to him weeks later, terrified of what he’d done. It wasn’t their fault. If they had known him better, they wouldn’t have tried to kill him. He promised then to play by their rules. If he didn’t give them a reason to mistrust him, then they would accept him. Moira had accepted him, accepted them. Trained with them. Lived with them. She knew them. And she didn’t think twice before she tried to shoot Erik.

Diamond Dust – Fullmetalcarer

Summary: Charles shouldn't fly a thousand miles, then a hundred more, then trek through a snowy wilderness to help Erik. He shouldn't, but he does.

You’re Not Doing This Alone – flightinflame, lynds

Summary: What's meant to be a simple recruitment mission leads to both Erik and Charles being de-aged back to thirteen years old. Terrified and out of their depth, the boys try to hide their situation and help each other until they can work out what is going on.

Be dead, be alive, be something in between – The_Aleph

Summary: “It was a pleasure doing business with you, Major.”

“Forgive me when I say the feeling is far from mutual.”, he grimly took the hand: “Goodbye, Professor Xavier.”

He turned to walk out of the room, but before leaving he stopped by him, grabbed him by the collar and yanked him up to whisper in his ear:

“You are no longer my problem. The Professor is now your Master. I heard some things about him. I wouldn’t anger him. See you.”

Stryker threw him back on the floor and left without another word. Left him alone. Alone with a foreign human. The room was warm. He started to tremble.

At the end of the war, the allies freed the prisoners in the concentration camps all over Europe. Thousands could walk free for the first time in years, millions would never walk the surface of the earth again. And a few just disappeared. Some fled. Some were killed. Some were captured.

Only one was send away. And now, years later, his remains are discovered by one Charles Xavier on the mission to save his little sister. But there is not much left, not even a name. Who is this man?

[newtonsheffield]

WAIT, now all I can think about is a modern AU where Edwina is like "Anthony, buddy, pal, you're like the original wife guy. You're the blueprint for the wife guy. Maybe even a himbo wife guy."

And Hyacinth is just like "Anthony, you've got strong simp energy."

And Anthony being like, "I feel like I'm being insulted but I'm not sure."

I love this!

Because actually it's 100% true.

Big Bad Anthony Bridgerton is a himbo. Absolutely 100% just whipped. And very gladly so!

Let's take a closer look

The very first time Anthony had heard it, he'd discounted it as his future sister in law teasing him, as she seemed to delight in doing.

He had been sitting on the floor in front of the sofa, humming happily at Kate's hands running absentmindedly through his hair, when Edwina had tutted. "No offence Anthony but do you ever think you might be too in love with Kate?"

Anthony's eyes had shot open, startled at her statement, even as Kate laughed loudly. "I'd like to think not." Edwina tutted, looking up from her phone. "Don't get me wrong, love Kate, she's my favourite person." "High praise" Kate said dryly though Edwina marched on ignoring her. "But look at this instagram picture." She brandished her phone displaying a picture of Kate on the street outside a restaurant, the lighting catching her hair, her smile bright. "You commented the queen emoji nine times. On your own post. Where the caption is My future wife💖 There's a sparkle heart emoji. HONESTLY Anthony." he finished with a little tut.

Anthony felt indignation spark in his chest. "Well she is my future wife!" He didn't even attempt to tamp down the surge of pride he felt at the statement, Kate's hand tightening in his hair momentarily. "And I only used the Queen because they don't have a goddess emoji, but I've put in a complaint to Apple. I expect to see one in the next iOS." He finished a little primly.

"You're too handsome to be this much of a dork." Kate chuckled as her lips brushed the top of his head.

Edwina made a disgusted noise in the back of her throat. "Really? Jesus, everyone always asks me if you're really as intimidating as you seem and you're out here being the absolute blueprint for a himbo."

Anthony had frowned and opened his mouth to protest but Kate's voice had been hot in his ear "Mmmm and it's going to earn you whatever you want later." And he'd let it go with a shrug

And really, he'd barely thought about it again, until a friend from University brought it up.

He'd been in town and Anthony had gone out for a drink, feeling it was the right thing to do, and it had been fun, reminiscing and catching up, filling one another in on the details of their lives but then Anthony had looked at his watch, sighed and said,

"I better go mate, Kate and I usually watch Kilmartin and it starts soon." James had startled.

"You're fucking kidding."

Anthony had frowned, irritation flickering in him.

"You're going to go home because your girlfriend said to? Who are you and what have you done with Anthony Bridgerton."

Anthony bit back a far more savage retort to say "Kate's not my girlfriend, she's my fiancée, and I happen to like her company. You should try it sometime, if you can find anyone to stand you." Marching away from his former friend as James scoffed calling out

"You're Fucking whipped, Mate!"

Anthony just threw up a rude hand gesture. And deleted James Franklin as a friend on social media, more than a little petulantly as Kate lay tucked on the sofa in front of him, curled into his chest, tugging his arm tighter around her waist.

"Anthony are you even listening to me?" Hyacinth's bored voice rang through their mother's garden, only half breaking Anthony from his daze.

"Yes, course I am Hy." A blatant lie, honestly.

Anthony had been staring across the garden at Kate, watching her talk with Gregory and Lucy. He watched as her head tilted backwards, her laugh floating across to him like a siren call, the sunlight casting her skin in a golden glow, her eyes bright with excitement. And his breath had caught just looking at her. Tears pushing at the back of his throat when he thought about the fact that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him, the engagement ring on her hand solid proof.

Hyacinth sighed irritatedly. "No you weren't. You were too busy simping for Kate."

Anthony felt himself flush. "I'm sure you meant that as an insult, but I don't really care. I guess I just love my wife." Kate's eyes caught with his, his heart hammering as she winked at him.

"One: She's not your wife yet. Two: Between you and Benedict we are drowning in idiocy in this family. Three: If my future husband ever looks at me like that, I'll die of shame." Hyacinth said primly, swatting Anthony's attempted hug away as he laughed.

"One: Kate is basically my wife. Two: At least I'm actually acquainted with my obsession and Three: No boys for you for another 50 years, thanks." Anthony said, finally succeeding in bothering her into a hug.

Hyacinth made a disgusted noise after several moments, shoving Anthony away though her eyes were laughing. "Will you go and bother Kate and leave me alone?"

"It would be my pleasure." Anthony called, before rushing forward and sweeping Kate into a very dramatic dip, their lips crashing together, completely ignoring Edwina's

"This was what I was talking about Anthony, don't make me get the hose!"

[not-a-coral-snake]

for the @lamenweek Day 6 prompt: Auguste Lives Au

inspired by this post by @skyline-sunset-in-my-veins and @phoenixtcm

“When I am in Arles this fall,” Damianos says, words soft in the summer sunset air around them, “I will kneel before your brother the king and ask his permission to court you.” He pauses, smile just the slightest bit cocky. Laurent is lounging, hair mussed and shirt trailing half-opened laces, in Damen’s arms. “Court you officially, I mean.” 

“You are going to Arles for the negotiations yourself this year?” Laurent says. Seated as they are, Damen cannot mistake the shudder of tension, quickly repressed, that runs through Laurent at Damen’s words.

“You haven’t told him yet,” he says. 

“It’s just I thought that the ambassador—”

“You haven’t told him yet,” Damen says again. “You said when I saw you last fall that you would tell him last winter for sure.” He tries not to sound accusatory, but well. It is not the first time they have had this conversation.

“I haven’t told him yet,” Laurent concedes. It should not be so hard. It’s been six years since Marlas. Vere and Akielos are at peace. Laurent is in the habit of sharing nearly everything with Auguste, and yet— 

“I’m waiting for the right moment,” he says, as he always does. “It’s a sensitive matter, I wish to catch him in the right mood, lest he make up his mind before hearing me out.” 

“And you’re afraid of hurting him,” Damen says, as he always does.

“And I want to ensure I don’t hurt him. So I have to find the right time—”

“It’s been years now,” Damen cuts in. “Should we believe that, somehow, the perfect moment will occur this summer, when it did not last winter, or last spring, or the summer before that?”

“Damen—”

“This can just be a fling, if you want,” Damen says, gently.

‘That’s not what I—no,” says Laurent. Damen’s never said that before. 

“We can just keep meeting a few times a year. It doesn’t need to be serious. It doesn’t need to be something we tell others about.”

“Damen, stop,” Laurent says. “No. I want to court you. I want it to be official. I want it to be serious.”

“Well, then let it become serious.”

“I’ll tell him this time,” Laurent says. He can do this. It’s been six years since Marlas. Auguste always speaks of Prince Damianos in respectful tones. Laurent picks up Damen’s hand, kisses his knuckles. “Promise.”

And Laurent means to tell Auguste that summer, he really does. He meant to upon his return last fall as well, and the time before that, and the time before that. It’s just that—well, it’s just that every time he returns from diplomatic visits to Delfeur or Ios, he’s struck again with the slow, deliberate way that Auguste moves now. Each year as late spring ripens into summer, he sees how it saddens Auguste that he still no longer has the vigor or endurance for hunts or long rides or anything more taxing than a slow turn around the gardens. Each year as fall deepens into winter, he sees how another year has gone by and the cold makes Auguste’s injuries ache just as much as they had the winter before. 

Auguste had nearly died on the battlefield at Marlas. But that wasn’t the whole of it. Even after he had survived the trip home to Arles, he almost died of fever, of wound rot, of the pneumonia his battle-damaged lungs nearly couldn’t shake. And he almost died of assassination, not one time but many. There were few ways to kill a king in the peak of youth and health without attracting undue suspicion, but endless subtle ways to hasten the death of a man in his sickbed. Their uncle, left to rule the court unchecked, had tried seemingly most of them, endless schemes which Laurent had only barely managed to avert and which left behind no conclusive evidence for Laurent to show the court. Even as Auguste had gained strength, the schemes had continued, until the day Laurent gave up trying to beat his uncle while playing by his uncle’s own rules and had simply arranged an accident of his own. 

After that, Auguste was safe, but the fallout from their uncle’s years ruling the court and admittedly-suspicious death left him with nearly as many enemies as allies. As prince, Auguste had been universally adored. As king, he faced a yearslong struggle to regain the allegiance of erstwhile allies. 

And all this was, at its root, because of Marlas. Because of Damianos. Auguste’s history with Damen wasn’t just the matter of an injury six years ago, not when that injury had colored every day of his life since. And Laurent can’t imagine a way of telling him that he loves Damen, wants a future with him, without it sounding like a betrayal. 

To make matters more awkward, Auguste has, for whatever reason, gotten it into his head to nag Laurent about romance. It’s uncomfortable enough to be keeping his relationship with Damen a secret from Auguste. It’s worse to lie, outright or by omission, every time Auguste asks him if there’s anyone Laurent is interested in pursuing. 

And then— “You know you can tell me anything, little brother,” Auguste says quietly, a few minutes after Laurent has let a conversation about an overly-flirtatious marquis from Lys lapse. 

Laurent swallows, mutely cataloging the darker corners of his past. He does not like to lie to Auguste. But he does.

And there are things he probably will never tell his brother about, things Auguste does not need to know, but also— “Actually, Auguste,” he makes himself say. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.”

And then he pauses, because he still hasn’t figured out a semi-workable phrasing. I’m in love with Prince Damianos, but that doesn’t mean I’m not still upset about what he did to you. I’m fucking the man who almost killed you, and I’m sorry but also I won’t stop. I know seeing the prince of Akielos this fall will probably be terrible for you but also when he asks to court me please say yes.

It’s Auguste who rescues him, after a moment or two of expectant silence. “Is this going to be you finally telling me about your romantic entanglement with Prince Damianos?” he says. “Because honestly, I’m getting sick of seeing you walking around looking guilty and sad all the time.”

“You knew?” Laurent says.

“Of course I knew! You, dear baby brother, are not very subtle. And I’ve had to hear all your reports from the negotiations with Akielos twice a year. Was I somehow not supposed to notice how you gradually stopped insulting Damianos and started telling me about all his varied and impressive positive traits?”

“I said that he was straightforward and committed to the good of his people, and thus that the negotiations were likely to be a productive use of time!”

“And then the trip after that, you said that he was an innovative thinker, a natural leader, and you couldn’t help but admire his tenacity. You said you didn’t mind having to go on hunts with him, which anyone who knows you understands is a major compliment, and when you said he was patient, you smiled that quiet smile of yours that means you are remembering something that made you very happy.”

“Auguste—”

“And yet! Whenever anyone suggests you have developed any fondness for the man, you deny it. Why go to such lengths to conceal a friendly working relationship?”

“Auguste—”

“And honestly, brother, even back when you hated him, I couldn’t help but notice you mentioned his appearance rather a lot. You were always complaining that he was ridiculously tall, or offensively muscular, or something along those lines.”

“I said he was a brute!”

“You also said that his eyes were, and I quote, ‘disgustingly soulful.’ Oh, and the letters! Was I not supposed to notice that in the last year your correspondence with the prince of Akielos has roughly quadrupled in volume and frequency, even as the official negotiations are reaching a standstill? There isn’t enough policy discussion to account for a tenth of the letters you write. There isn’t enough policy discussion to justify you going to Delfeur in person twice a year, and yet you insist on overseeing things personally each time anyway.”

“Auguste, I’m sorry, all right? I know that this must have been painful for you to witness, and I don’t want you to think I don’t care about everything you’ve been through.” He swallows. “But I don’t want to stop seeing Damianos.”

“All right.”

“‘’All right?’ You’re okay with it? Just like that?”

“He makes you happy. If your judgement of him is to be believed, then he sounds like a worthy man. And I trust your judgement.”

“But he stabbed you. And now I’m sleeping with him.”

“Well, we were at war. And it was years ago. And I’m fine. We’re at peace, the nation’s moving on, you’ve moved on in your opinion of him, I can move on as well.”

“It’s not that simple!”

“Why can’t it be? I only met him for about ten minutes. I’m sure there’s more to him than he revealed in a single duel. You have my blessing, Laurent.”

“How can you just—”

“Remember when your pony threw you and you broke your collarbone?”

“This is not the same, this is not even close to the same—”

“You snuck out of the infirmary to go to the stables and tell Chuckles you weren’t mad at him.”

“I was seven, he meant me no ill will, and the bone healed in a month. Also he was a horse,” Laurent grits out. “Damianos was—is—a grown man, responsible for his choices, the injuries he inflicted did lasting damage, and he was trying to kill you.”

“Well, no one is asking you to sleep with him,” Auguste says, in his reasonable-big-brother voice. 

Laurent lets out a breath, sits back in his chair. “I started managing the negotiations with Akielos so that you wouldn’t have to speak with him,” he says. “We said that it was because I could travel more easily, that it was because you could not justify spending so much time away from court. But in truth, I did not want you to have to be in a room with him, to have to learn to make polite conversation with him and pretend that Marlas did not happen, that it didn’t matter. If I have come to know him as far more than just the soldier who attacked you, if I have put his past actions behind me, come to care for him in spite of them—that does not mean I expect you to do the same. Could ever ask you to do the same.” 

“You’ve always been protecting me, all these years,” Auguste says softly. “Don’t think I don’t know it, or appreciate it. But let me be the protective big brother again once in a while? You’ve learned to let the past go and let yourself have the present you want with Damianos, because you’re in love with him. Allow me to let the past go and have the future I want, where my little brother is happy.”

He’s looking Laurent in the eye, gaze steady, and slowly Laurent allows himself to believe that Auguste is serious, that in his heart of hearts, he does not mind. That he is happy for Laurent. 

“Thank you,” he says. “For your blessing.” 

“Of course,” Auguste says. And then, “Well, when I say you have my blessing, I mean informally, of course. Prince Damianos will have to ask me himself.”

“You just want the chance to make him squirm,” Laurent says. 

“I just want the chance to make him squirm,” Auguste concedes, and he and Laurent break into quiet laughter, imagining it.

[itsadamcole]

frenemies

fem!reader x kyle o’reilly

reader is a member of the Undisputed Era and is a guest on Adam’s stream with the rest of the boys, but there’s been a tension building between reader and Kyle that implodes while on stream ...

word count: 5.6k

warnings: angsty, full of smut (hehe), kinda fluffy at the end

— i began writing this pre-ue break up and finished it post-ue break up :) —

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~ 18+ content below - read at your own risk ~

Adam convinced you to come over to play video games on his stream. Accepting that offer was your first mistake. You knew Kyle would be there as soon as Adam said, "The boys and I were gonna stream today on my Twitch if you wanna join us." You should've said no, but you didn't put two and two together.

For weeks, somethings been going on with Kyle, and you don't know why. He's been acting more distant from you and when you actually talk to him, he makes short comments and barely says three words to you. You don't understand why and you've never been good at confrontation. Kyle was your closet friend in the Undisputed Era, but he's been cold toward you for weeks.

On Thursday at one, you pull up to Adam's house. Roddy's car is here but Kyle and Bobby aren't here yet. You grab your phone and turn off the car before getting out and walking up to the door. You knock three times and wait for someone to answer.

Britt Baker answers the door. "Hey! Y/N, glad you're here. I wondered if Adam invited you," she says, greeting me with a hug. "I guess you're going to be on stream, huh? You're not here to hang with me and Marina."

You laugh and say, "Maybe I'll stay a little bit after the stream is done to hang out with you and Marina. Roddy brought the whole gang over I'm guessing."

With that said, Marina appears in the foyer and says, "He did. He thought that I should hang out with Britt while the stream is going on. Troy is in the living room watching some of his father's favorite matches.:

"Of course," you say, smiling. "Let me go greet the guys and I'll sit with you guys until Adam says it's time for the stream to start."

Britt lets me walk past and I greet Marina with a hug before strolling over to Adam's game room. I can hear his voice and Roderick's voice coming from the room as I pop my head in. "Hey, losers," you say. Adam and Roddy both look at you and both men smile.

Adam says, "Hey, Y/N. I'm just explaining everything to Roddy. I'll catch you up when Bobby and Kyle get here."

Your heart skips a beat at the mention of Kyle. You keep a smile on your face as you say, "Great. I'm excited. What are we playing?"

"I was thinking some Wii Bowling," Adam says. "Or something Wii related. Maybe some VR games as well. I have Beat Saber, which is fun to play."

You sit in Adam's gaming chair and say, "Wii sounds fun. It's been a while since I've played Wii."

Roddy and Adam both laugh as Adam finishes up.

Bobby gets here about fifteen minutes after you and Troy run in after him, crawling onto your lap on Adam's chair. "Aunt Y/N, what are you gonna play with daddy, Uncle Adam, and Uncle Bobby?" he asks, curious. You smile and hold on on your lap.

"We haven't figured that out yet," you say. "I'll let you in on a little secret though." You lean into Troy's ear and your voice drops to a loud whisper. "I'm gonna beat your dad and your uncles."

Adam, Roddy, and Bobby all look at me and Adam goes, "Hey! I'm the professional gamer here."

You stick your tongue out at Adam and say, "I'm a professional Wii player."

Troy giggles and says, "Yeah! Aunt Y/N is gonna kick your butts."

You laugh and that's when another voice chimes in. "Who said that Aunt Y/N is gonna kick our butt?" You turn your head and look at the doorway.

Kyle. He's finally here.

"Uncle Kyle!" Troy says, scrambling off your lap and running over to Kyle. Kyle hugs the little man and picks him up.

Roderick looks at you then looks at Troy in Kyle's arms. "Alright, buddy," Roddy says. "Time to go sit with mommy and Aunt Britt. Maybe they'll give you a snack if you listen to them."

Kyle puts Troy down and he runs into the living room with Marina and Britt. Kyle closes the door behind him and turns to his Undisputed Era brothers and "bro hugs" them. Then he turns to you and you open your mouth to say something but Kyle says, "Surprised to see you here, Y/N. I didn't think Adam would invite you."

Adam looks at Kyle and says, "Bro-"

You cut Adam off and say, "I'm a member of the Undisputed Era too, Kyle. Or do you not remember saving me from an assault by Toni Storm then helping me secure the NXT Women's Championship against Io?"

Roddy, Bobby, and Adam all stare between you and Kyle as Kyle says, "You're only a member by storyline, Y/N. You're not an actual member."

Your eyes widen and Roderick jumps in saying, "Woah, Kyle. Dude, she's a member of the Undisputed Era. Storyline or not."

Adam says, "Alright before things get out of hand, let's get this stream started. You guys ready?"

Everyone nods. You keep your eyes on Kyle though, trying to figure out why he's making so many hurtful comments. Adam sits in his chair in front of the greenscreen and puts his headset on. You stand beside Roddy while Bobby and Kyle stand behind you too. Adam's going to make introductions. This is a surprise to his Twitch community that you're all going to be on. It's his 200th stream, and it was Adam's idea to bring you all onto the stream.

He looks at the camera and says, "Alright. It looks like I'm live. Is my early crew here?" He pauses and smiles. "It is the 200th stream, you're right. I have a surprise for the 200th stream but I want to wait for more people to get in here before I tell you guys what the surprise is."

You sigh and Roddy says softly, "You seem nervous, Y/N. You nervous?"

Shaking your head, you whisper, "No. I'm fine."

Adam says, "Alright. There's a decent amount of people in here now. Do you guys want to know the 200th stream surprise? It might, how do you say it, shock the system." He smirks and winks a few times at the camera before waving you over first. "Okay, so first we have Miss L/N."

You jump into the frame behind Adam and smile. "Hey," you say before glancing at the chat. "Woah, hi, everyone. Looks like chat is excited."

He laughs and says, "Y/N isn't the only surprise. We got the whole gang here. Roddy, Kyle, Bobby." The three of them join you in standing behind Adam. The chat goes wild and the viewership goes up by a couple thousand. Adam looks at the four of you behind him before looking back at his chat. "Woah, it's going by so quick. So many gifted subs and bits, holy crap."

"Is this a PG stream?" Bobby asks.

Adam nods and says, "Yeah."

You and Roddy both laugh because Bobby likes to curse so much. All of you have to remind him to stop cursing while in the ring sometimes. It's crazy how much he likes to curse, but you like to too so you can't say anything.

That's when Kyle takes his first on-stream jab at you. "Y/N, you better watch your mouth," he warns you. "Adam won't be happy if you start dropping f-bombs on his stream."

To get back at him, you say, "You better watch your mouth before I kick your butt in whatever game we're about to play."

Kyle glares at you and Adam says, "Alright, so I was thinking of games we can play and it's recently been brought to my attention that Y/N is a professional Wii player so let's put that to the test and see just how good she is. Y/N? Game options?" He looks back at you and you begin to think.

"Wii Sports," you blatantly say. "I wanna beat Kyle's butt just because I can."

The group laughs, except for Kyle. You look over at him and smirk. Roddy puts a disk into Adam's Wii console and hands remotes to all of us. Kyle doesn't get one because only four people max can play Wii Sports.

Kyle says, "What about me? I didn't get a remote."

Bobby looks at all of us as we connect our remotes then says, "Maybe you can share with Y/N. I'm sure she wouldn't mind bowling every other frame."

Mentally you groan but physically you say, "Yeah, just pick up your spares, O'Reilly." All of you pick the Miis that you made before the stream. You and Kyle are third to go, and you both decided to throw every other frame. You'd get even frames and Kyle would get odds, so he starts off the game for you both.

Roddy misses a spare in the first, Adam strikes, Kyle picks up his spare, and Bobby gutters then knocks down seven pins on the second shot.

Half the game passes and you're having fun with your doubles partner. Kyle doesn't make any snide remarks toward you and actually cheers you on when you make a spare or strike. In the eighth frame, he actually gives you a high-five.

As Kyle throws the ninth frame, you lean and whisper in Adam's ear while he's out of frame, "You set this up, didn't you? Making Kyle and I team up like this?"

Adam shrugs as Kyle strikes. You get excited and actually hug Kyle. You're now right behind Adam in scoring. Bobby has no chance at winning the game, Roddy isn't that far behind you, and you are just seven pins behind Adam.

You watch as Adam throws his tenth and final frame. He strikes and picks up his spare. Now you're twenty-seven pins behind the leader of the Undisputed Era. He threw a 156 game. You and Kyle can get a 159 if you get all three strikes in the tenth. Technically, you just need two strikes and eight pins on the third shot to beat Adam with a 157 game.

Kyle watches as you get the first strike in the tenth. He cheers for you. You sigh and get ready for your second shot. You strike again. Eight more pins and you beat Adam.

Then it happens. Kyle has had all game to do something to you and he does it just as you throw the ball. It over hooks and you only knock down three pins. You lost by four pins because Kyle decided to yell, "Let's go, Y/N" at you and he scared you so much you jumped, affecting what the ball does on the screen.

The look on Kyle's face was priceless when you turned to him. He looked terrified. "I had it, Kyle!" you shout, kind of annoyed at him. Then you snap. "You just love when I prove myself wrong, don't you? I don't get it. We were so close and all of a sudden, you start acting differently. It's like I did something to you and I don't know what I did."

"Y/N-" Kyle starts.

You cut him off and say, "Save it, O'Reilly." You shove the remote at him and leave the game room. You walk into the kitchen, needing a glass of something to keep you from absolutely losing it.

He didn't need to yell it. He could've done anything else except yell it. It scared you so much that you messed up the winning shot.

Britt and Marina walk into the kitchen and Britt asks, "What happened? You stormed out of there and you looked angry."

After chugging a glass of water, you say, "Kyle happened. Again. He's been up my ass for months and I don't know what I did to deserve this. We were like best friends and he was so excited when I joined the Undisputed Era. Now all of a sudden he's saying the only reason I'm in the group is because of storylines and he's making sure that I prove myself wrong. I say I can beat the guys and he yells something, scaring me, so I mess up the shot and losing to Adam."

Marina sighs and says, "You need to talk to him, Y/N. This pent-up frustration isn't going to do either of you any good."

"I'm not good at confrontation, Marina," you explain. "I never have been."

There are footsteps that come into the kitchen and you look behind the girls to see who it is. It's Kyle. You roll your eyes and try to ignore him even as he says, "Y/N, I'm so sorry. I didn't know that it would scare you like that. I wouldn't have done it if I had thought-"

You snap and say, "You haven't been thinking, Kyle. Not recently, anyway. These comments you're making hurt me. It hurts when you tell me I'm only in the group because of a storyline when you all welcomed me into the group a few months ago."

The girls leave the room, leaving me and Kyle alone. You sip off another glass of water as Kyle says, "I felt like things were changing with us, Y/N. That's why I started acting the way I have been. I pushed you away because I was scared."

Annoyed, you ask, "Scared of what, Kyle? Scared I was going to do something that would risk our friendship? I noticed it too and I was scared too, but I didn't start making rude comments toward you." Finally, you meet Kyle's eyes. They're full of sincerity and regret.

Kyle says, "Come back to the group. I'm sorry for yelling and making you mess up your shot. I promise I'll be good."

"I don't trust you," you say. You have every right to not trust him. Every time he tells you he'll stop making comments, he does it again. He does it multiple times. "You say that then break your promise. It's happened several times at this point, Kyle."

He looks kind of hurt at your comment. Then something inside Kyle snaps and he says, "Such a hypocrite. You tell me that you'd never make hurtful comments but then you say you don't trust me."

You put the glass down and say, "Maybe you understand what I've been going through for the past few months now, Kyle." Tears sting your eyes as you stare at Kyle. "Do you know how many times I've been alone in a room after you've left and I've just cried? Do you know how many times I've wondered what I've done wrong that has made you treat me this way?"

Kyle almost shouts, "It's nothing you did, Y/N! You haven't done anything except being the kindest and the most caring human being toward me for years. I just started to fall for you and it scared the hell out of me so I just pushed you away."

Your jaw drops. You had noticed that your friendship may have been treading into the more than friends territory but you didn't know that Kyle was falling for you this entire time.

The man in front of you is the most vulnerable than he's ever been. He just told you the one thing he was terrified of telling you at risk of ruining your friendship with him.

He avoids eye contact with you as you leave your spot by the sink and walking over to Kyle, who stands on the other side of the kitchen island counter. He doesn't look at you when you approach his eyes and look up at him.

You'd be lying to yourself if you didn't admit that you might have been falling for Kyle as he was falling for you. Kyle's always been so sweet. He cares for you and the boys, and he's never afraid to show his soft side. Sometimes that side of him shows up on television, and you're guilty of trying to coax that softer more adorable side of him out in front of the cameras.

Whenever you and Kyle would be together, it felt like the world around you stopped. Whether that was having a conversation in your shared locker room with Adam, Roddy, and Bobby or just hanging out at your apartment or his house. It was always you and him against the world, and you just want that back.

Kyle still avoids your eyes as you examine his face as he looks at his hands on the counter. You rest one of your hands on Kyle's and he finally looks over at you. He stands at almost six foot but you're at five foot six so he doesn't tower over you. It would be so easy to just lean up and kiss him.

Fuck it, you think before you grab the collar of his shirt and pulling him down to you. Your lips crash to his and both of you gasp as your lips make contact. You're hesitant with kissing him at first but you slowly gain confidence, pressing your lips harder to his. Kyle pulls back and looks at you, panting slightly. "I don't want your pity kisses, Y/N," Kyle says to you.

"Who said it was a pity kiss?" you question, raising your eyebrows at him as you look up at him.

He sighs and says, "Y/N-"

You shake your head and say, "No. I'm not going to let you talk yourself into it being a pity kiss because it wasn't, Kyle. It was anything but a pity kiss. If your dumbass didn't start pushing me away then it could've happened sooner."

Kyle looks down at you and says, "I don't know what you mean."

Sighing, you say, "I noticed our friendship changing too, Kyle. I mean it. I was ready for you to possibly take the next step by asking me on a date or by kissing me. Then you started treating me differently and I thought it was all in my head. Maybe if you just talked to me instead of saying hurtful comments then maybe I would have kissed you before right now."

"So," he sighs. "That wasn't a pity kiss?"

You smile and shake your head. "That wasn't a pity kiss," you confirm. You slide your hands from the collar of his shirt to his cheeks, where you cup his face. "That was the farthest thing from a pity kiss."

Kyle asks, "Do it again?"

Laughing, you get on your toes and kiss him softly. This kiss is slower but more passionate than the last. Kyle actually touches you, resting his hands on the sliver of bare skin exposed between your loose black crop top and your light blue high-waisted ripped jeans. Kyle turns and presses you against the counter before he reaches down and sits you on the counter. You hold Kyle close, scared to let him go.

Your heart races in your chest. This is everything you've wanted for so long. You've wanted to call Kyle yours for months. After today, maybe he will be.

You pull Kyle closer to you and he leans forward, almost pushing you back onto the kitchen counter. That's when you pull back and giggle, "I don't think Adam would like the fact that we're making out on his kitchen counter. I'm sure he and Britt eat here."

Kyle smiles and kisses your jaw softly before he says, "He has an extra guest room upstairs. I don't think he'd like it if we did anything in his house but I think he'd prefer a bedroom than his kitchen counter."

Smiling, you lean your head back a bit as he kisses your jaw and says, "I'd prefer a bedroom than the kitchen counter too."

"Then let's go," he says, taking your hands. You smile and hop off the counter. "We can't make a lot of noise though because Adam is doing a PG stream right now and the walls in this house aren't exactly thick."

You nod and look up at Kyle. He's almost glowing since he told you how he felt. You feel so happy that everything is out in the open. You don't like how he pushed you away instead of telling you how he felt, but you can get over that if it means that everything can go back to how it was.

Kyle smiles and walks out of the kitchen. The stairs are in the living room, which means you have to walk past Britt and Marina to go upstairs. This is going to be interesting.

You and Kyle walk into the living room hand in hand. Britt and Marina look over at the two of you and Britt's eyes widen. Marina points and says, "That was not a thing a few minutes ago."

Your face gets all flustered and you look up at Kyle. He says, "Well, it's a thing now. And if you excuse us, we need to make up for some time. Upstairs. We'll be quiet."

He leads you upstairs and Britt says, "Keep the sheets clean, please. Condoms are in the bathroom." Kyle chuckles as you both get up the stairs.

"The guys could have heard that," you gasp as you reach the top of the stairs. Kyle cups your face with his hands and presses you against the wall.

You stare up at Kyle as he says, "They'll just be jealous that I'm finally getting everything I want." You grab at Kyle's shirt and hold him close to you.

He kisses your forehead and you close your eyes, asking, "Everything?"

Kyle nods and says, "You're all I want, Y/N."

Your eyes open and you meet his eyes. His face is close to yours and you lean your head up, lips barely touching his. "You're all I want too, Kyle," you say in almost a whisper. "You're all I've wanted for months. There's a reason why there was no one else after I broke up with Murphy a few months ago. It's you. You're it for me, Kyle."

He pushes your hair back out of your face and he says, "He never treated you right, Y/N." He tilts his head, almost kissing you.

"You will?" you ask.

Kyle nods and says, "One hundred percent I will treat you better."

You grow tired of being close to Kyle without him kissing you so you get on your toes, kissing him. The kiss is quick and needy. Kyle stumbles with you to the guest bedroom and kicks the door closed with his foot. You're pressed against the door, kicking off your sneakers while Kyle runs his fingers over the exposed skin on your stomach. You shiver under his touch before you pull at his shirt. Kyle pulls back from the kiss and pulls off his shirt. You run your fingers over his tattoo and see the thing on his arm that monitors his blood sugar levels.

"Are you okay to, you know?" you ask, trailing off.

Kyle glances at his arm monitor and says, "Yeah. I took my meds and I ate so I'm okay. For at least the first round, anyway."

You giggle and say, "Mr. O'Reilly, you don't plan on keeping me for the rest of the day and the night, do you?"

He attacks your neck with kisses before he says, "One round and cuddles then we gotta join the boys to finish Adam's stream. We can negotiate what happens afterward later."

Your fingers run through Kyle's hair and you sigh, "Less talking, Kyle. Please."

Kyle smiles against your neck and walks back to the bed. You pull off your crop top, exposing your black Calvin Klein bra. Kyle's eyes are on your body as he sits on the bed. He kisses your stomach and unbuttons the jeans you're wearing and you watch his fingers. He pulls the jeans down, leaving you in nothing but your underwear.

You slide down to your knees in front of him and pull down his loose sports shorts, leaving him in his boxers. You look up at him with innocent eyes and run your fingers over the bulge in his underwear. He sighs softly and leans back on his hands.

It's been a while since you've been with someone, but it's Kyle. Your nerves were shot just kissing him.

Kyle says, "I can see the wheels turning in your head, Y/N. If you don't want to do anything then we don't have to."

You say, "I want to. I want ... you."

He sits back up and pushes a loose strand of hair behind your ear before he says, "You have me."

With that finally said, you smile and leave soft kisses on his knee and thigh. Kyle smiles and you trace over his hardened member in his boxers for a second before you hook your fingers in the waistband. You hesitate for a second before you pull the thin fabric off his body. His erect dick pops out and you gasp at the sight. He's bigger than you thought it was, but you definitely won't complain about it. "Shit," you sigh.

Kyle laughs and watches you. You take his member in your hand and stroke him a few times. Kyle whines softly and lays on his back as you kiss the tip. You nestle yourself between his knees as he legs hang off the bed. Slowly, you begin to take him in your mouth. Kyle gasps and runs his fingers through your hair. Your hands move to his thighs as you bob your head up and down, sucking occasionally.

Soft noises leave Kyle's lips and they go straight to your core. You slip one of your hands into your panties, rubbing yourself to relieve yourself a bit. You moan softly and Kyle gasps, "Keep doing that and I don't think I'll last as long as we both want."

You slowly pull away from Kyle's member, wiping away some saliva that has rolled down your chin as you sucked Kyle off. Kyle sits up and kisses you hard. His hands are on your face as he pulls you up. You straddle his waist and he rolls so he's hovering over you, not breaking the kiss. Your tongue slips into Kyle's mouth as the kiss intensifies.

Kyle's fingers slide down your body until they get to the waistband of your panties. He hesitates before you take his hand and guide it into your underwear. His fingers make contact with your slick folds and you gasp. Kyle pulls back from the kiss and says, "Already so wet for me, baby."

"Only for you," you gasp as his pointer fingers circles your sensitive clit. Kyle kisses down your body and pulls off your panties. He throws your legs over his shoulders and your core is completely exposed to him.

He kisses your inner thighs, close to your soaked sex. You whine and look down at Kyle. He kisses closer to your core. You shiver with anticipation as he finally runs a finger through your folds. You gasp and lay your head back on the bed. "Kyle," you sigh. "Please. I've waited long enough. Tease me later."

Kyle looks up at you and asks, "So there will be a later?"

You look down at him between your legs and you say, "Only if you do something now and don't tease me."

He bites his lip softly for a second before he finally dives in, kissing and sucking on your clit. You let out a soft moan as his tongue circles the sensitive bud. You grasp onto the blankets and smile as he makes you feel euphoric and full of bliss. His finger dips into you and you gasp, not expecting that. Kyle moves his finger in and out of you as you are pulled closer to an orgasm.

Once Kyle adds a second finger and continues to suck on your clit, it's basically over for you. Your legs shake as you are literally seconds away from your pending orgasm. "Kyle," you cry out as he curls his fingers slightly. "Kyle, baby, I'm about to cum."

"Let me taste you, Y/N," he says before continuing to suck on your clit.

Seconds later, your toes curl and you cry out Kyle's name as you release all over his fingers. Kyle hums softly as he tastes your juices and cum. You pant as he gets on his knees and licks his lips. You watch him and try to catch your breath.

He made you cum in minutes just from his mouth and fingers. You begin to wonder how long you'll last when he finally fucks you.

You sit up and leave a few soft kisses on Kyle's chest. Your hands are on the side of his body, holding him close to you. Kyle runs his fingers through your hair and says, "I need to grab something, Y/N, and you need to let me go so I can go get it." Pouting, you let him go and he climbs off the bed. "I promise I'll be quick." He leans down and pecks your lips before putting on his boxers and walking out of the room. You scootch back on the bed a bit as you bite your lip gently.

Kyle returns with a little silver package and closes the door. He walks toward you on the bed but you say, "Lose the boxers before you get on this bed, O'Reilly."

"So demanding," Kyle teases, stripping out of his boxer shorts. "I kinda like it."

Smirking as he crawls toward you, you giggle, "You would." Kyle smiles and hovers over you as you lean back so you're laying on your back. Your hands cup Kyle's face and you stare up at him.

His eyes scan your naked body beneath him and you get a little self-conscious. "You're so beautiful, Y/N," Kyle sighs. "I don't know how I went this long without touching you or kissing you. I really was a dumbass, wasn't I?"

You say, "You were, but I can forgive you for that." You smile and lean up, kissing Kyle. He props himself up on his arms and kisses you back. You wrap your arms around his neck and hold him close.

Kyle pulls back from the kiss after a second before he opens the little package. He slides the contents on himself and you watch as he hovers over you again.

Kyle kisses you and you quickly slip your tongue into his mouth. You smile against his lips and you feel his tip run through your folds. You sigh and slide your fingers into his hair.

You hold Kyle close before he pulls back and asks, “Are you sure you want this?”

Nodding, you say, “I want this. Please.”

He smiles and he sets himself up at your entrance. You take one of his hands and hold it as he slides into you. You whine and gasp as his length fills you. Your eyes squeeze shut and Kyle asks, “Okay?”

“Yeah,” you sigh. “I’m okay. Keep going.”

Kyle continues to slowly slide himself into you. You grip his hand until he’s completely inside of you. He lets you adjust and you nod when you’re ready for him to move.

He begins to thrust slowly, making you sigh softly. You wrap your legs around his waist, holding him close as he picks up speed.

Soon, the room is filled with your moans and the sound of skin slapping. Kyle’s thrusts are hard and fast into you. His lips are on yours as he tries to silence your moans.

His lips leave yours and attach to your neck. Your back arches off the bed and you sigh, “God, you make me feel so good. I love how good you make me feel.”

Kyle mumbles, “I love you, Y/N.”

You smile after Kyle’s words. His tip finds your g-spot and you cry out, “Fuck, right there. Oh, God, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

“I would never even think of stopping,” Kyle pants as he fucks you.

Moments later, your legs begin to shake and a pit forms in your stomach. Your lips are on Kyle’s again, passionately kissing him as he thrusts hard into you.

Kyle’s movements get sloppier and your whole body seems to shake as you’re pulled closer to an orgasm.

You whine, “Kyle.”

He says, “Cum for me, baby. I wanna feel you cum again for me.”

Soft whines and moans pass your lips as the pit in your stomach bottoms out and you release on Kyle’s length inside you. He cums into the condom. He helps you both ride out your highs before he collapses onto you.

Both of you are sweaty and panting as you recover. Kyle smiles and buries his face into your neck.

“Worth the wait,” he pants.

You giggle and look at him. “Did you mean it when you said you loved me?” you ask.

He looks up at you, meeting your eyes before he says, “Of course I did. I’ve been falling in love with you for weeks. I didn’t just say it and didn’t mean it, Y/N. I would never say it and not mean it.”

You lean your head up and peck his lips before you say, “I love you too, Kyle. Does this mean that we’re together?”

Kyle smiles and says, “Let me take you out on an official date then we’ll talk about it.”

[the-fiction-witch]

1st Saturnalia!

MOVIE THE LAST LEGION  COUPLE: ROMULUS AUGUSTUS X READER RATING: SWEET AF 

I smiled as I sat up in the bed pushing my nightie strap up a little where it had fallen in the night my hair loose and flowing. I yawned and had a little bit of a stretch as I did.

"No" I heard Romulus whine as he wrapped his arms around my waist and yanked me down onto the pillow and into the sheets of the bed

"Romulus!" I giggled

"My Empress" He cooes cuddling me tight to his body

"Romulus, you have to be up we have so much to do today?" I giggled getting sat up again but he just moved closer and nuzzled me closely laying his head in my lap "Don't you remember my emperor?"

"I remember. Can't it be my saturnalia present that I can spend the day in bed with my beautiful empress?"

"It can be if you wish it that way my emperor?" I smiled petting his golden hair "But tomorrow, we must do our work today so much is expected of you today"

"Ummmmmmm is there" He whines

"yes, there is my love. We have to get up and have our bath then we need to go out and you have that address to the city about the celebrations, then the lovely feast this afternoon, and all the other lovely saturnalia celebrations" I smiled

"There is such a stress and sadness being an Emporer" He sighed getting up a little and having a little yawn "Ummmmm but such a joy to wake up to your beautiful face each day" he smiled widely "Good morning My empress" He smiled rubbing his nose against my own and then resting his forehead on mine

"Good Morning My Emperor" I smiled giving his lips a little kiss he smiled into the kiss "happy saturnalia"

"Happy saturnalia" He smiled "Come along, else we'll never get anything done" he sighed climbing out of bed pulling back the curtains of our bed I smiled climbing out too open the curtains fully so the maids could come in and clean our bed I went and had my bath and later Romulus went took him, I got on my golden dress my belt, my necklaces, bracelets and other such things until Romulus returned. I smiled as he returned he got dressed and came over sitting behind me so I could see him in the looking glass and we sat for a good while he did my hair for me putting in the gold pieces and ribbons that held back my curls giving me kisses all the while until we were all done and presentable for the day "I adore you, my beautiful empress"

"I adore you, my emperor, come along Romulus. we have so much to do" I smiled holding his hand we went and met with everyone as normal and as like most years we went out to the balcony and waved to those in the city giving the usual saturnalia speech to them all hearing the cheers from the whole city

"Io, Saturnalia! Io, Saturnalia! Io, Saturnalia! Io, Saturnalia!"

and of course, we threw open the palace doors and had the large almost city-wide feast as many people as we could have in the palace before they'd be standing room only and we fed the city people of the city with as much as they would take and even filling their pockets but that was always the way with the feast once it was done with the sun long set so we headed up to our suite as usual and sat together sharing kisses and sweet nothings

"would you like your saturnalia present my sweet empress?"

"If you two would like your own?"

"I would, but I do not need anything else on this earth so long as I have my empress"

"Then I am sure you shall enjoy your present" I smiled

"well you can have your first" he smiled he covered my eyes a moment so I closed them and waited until I felt a weight in my hands I opened my eyes and unravelled the ties it was a sweet beautiful new dress and necklace with beautiful stones

"Thank you romulus"

"Your welcome my love"

I put it all away not wanting to get it damaged in any way before sitting beside him "would you like your present?"

"I would" he smiled shutting his eyes I giggled and took his hand giving it a gentle kiss

"This is a present you have wanted since we've been married. I hope it will bring you joy and well joy to all in and outside of this palace" I smiled moving his hand to my stomach he looked confused at first but then smiled so widely resting both his hands there

"is it true? beyond doubt?"

"Beyond any doubt my love" I smiled

"Ohh I love you. I love you. I love you." he cooed kissing me and holding me close

"You like the present?"

"more than anything else, the best saturnalia present I could ever get my beautiful empress." He smiled kissing me sweetly "Our own little prince or princess" he smiled "I adore my sweet empress, and our sweet little baby to be" he smiled

"I Adore you and our sweet baby to be too" I giggled.

[hacked-by-jake]

Hey Ho! :D

You will always find this post in my blog description.🥰

(Well, since there’s not really much information about me, here’s a post of things you’ve been interested in and some facts about me.)

(Thanks to the Anon for the motivation to do this here! <3)

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So, Hi! You can call me HBJ! I don’t want to mention my real name and age here. 😁

I started publishing my fanfictions here on Tumblr a little over a year ago and haven’t left since. xD

My mother tongue is not English, I am from Germany. So if you find some mistakes, please excuse it, I’m doing my best and still learning. <3

I honestly have no idea what to write here so, have fun, if anyone reads through this here. 😂 At least that’s a little bit of me. :D

>The Ask Box is always open. So feel free to ask a question if you are interested (but I want to warn you, I am not answering everything, but I will let you know in this case) < <3

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Let's start! ❤️🌹🎭

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First of all 10 Random Facts about me. This was asked by an anon. Here is the original post.

I’m a giant nerd, there’s no place in my room that’s not full of merchandise.

I prefer to read stories that are self-published, for example here on Tumblr or on other sites, rather than real books.

I have a problem with jackets, I have tons of them.

I usually dye my hair according to the colors of characters I like.It all started with green/purple - because of the Joker. And the last color I have at the moment is all green because of Joker / Loki from Marvel (Oups)

Almost all tattoos I have are about fictional characters (also Oups)

No one, really nobody knows what books/stories I read because that’s something very private to me.

I listen to music 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.

Also, it’s hard for me / I don’t like to talk about the music I listen to because this is very intimate for me for some reason.

When I watch a series, it’s at least 2 times behind each other, sometimes more often. But never just once.

Films that I watch for the first time and that excite me, I watch every second that I have time. When the movie is over, I start again unless there are several parts. But then I always watch my favorite one 500 times.

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Random questions from you.

(Asked by @procrastinatingrobin) -One place that you'd like to travel at least once in your life?

---- One of my biggest wishes is (what a cliché xD) New York. For example the “Joker Stairs”, which is one of my biggest dreams. *-*

I would love to travel to a lot of locations from my favorite movies/series.🤭

America in general is a dream for me (a German potato 😂😅).

But there are so many beautiful places to which I want to go. For example, I would love to travel to Tenerife. I know someone who lives there and every time I see pictures I get very jealous. xD

Unfortunately, I’m incredibly afraid of flying, so if that doesn’t improve, I’ll never get anywhere near these places.😫😂😂

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(Asked by Anon) How many tattoos do you have?😄

I love tattoo questions. 😂🤭At the moment I have eleven tattoos🥰

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(Asked by Anon) -What's your favorite animal?

Hmmm I don’t really know, I think they are dogs because I have a dog now. *-* But to be honest, turtles are so cool.🤔 My brother has a turtle named: Schiggy (based on Pokémon)🤭

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(Asked by Anon) -The stupidest thing that ever happened to you?

Ohhh hahaha there I have something good!😅Story Time with Hbj xD

Okay: As some might know, I’m a big fan of The Joker by DC.🃏Well, in 2019, the Joker movie with Joaquin Phoenix came to the cinemas and I was at the cinema premiere with my best friend. And the movie was absolutely amazing. I really wanted to watch the movie again..Aaaaand I was lucky because my best friend’s boyfriend also wanted to see the movie in the cinema so I went back to the cinema 5 days later to watch the movie again. I was so excited and so extremely happy that I trembled and could not stand still. xD And for these two reasons, I accidentally dropped my not really old phone. It just fell straight down on the stones in front of the cinema and the display was completely broken..Well, what can I say? I needed a new one.. 😂😅But the movie was still fantastic!😍🤭This is actually one of the stupidest things that ever happened to me. xD

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(Asked by @kyras-things) What are the little things that make your day happiest?

Oh that’s a really nice question! *-*Well, I have really little things that can make me happy. :)-It is enough for me when I wake up tomorrow and see my merchandise shelf😅 (This is right in front of my bed)This is for most something really small but for me really great and makes me happy. <3Other things are music, stroking my dog, messages on my phone, my hair color, my tattoos, when the sun is shining in the morning, coffee, riding longboard and of course (yes this is my absolute serious and not only so therefore said) tumblr and thus at the same time Duskwood. 💕I think these are the most important things. 🤭All I need is to see something that matters to me.😅🥰

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(Asked by @leetjep) Seriously....Do you ever sleep?

Very rarely😂 Last time I slept was in fall.😂

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(Asked by Anon) Ios or android?

Only related to the phone: Android.Yes, I stand by it!😂

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(Asked by @booklover-01040) Hello!I was wondering have you got any paranormal or creepy experiences? If no, then a nightmare that you will never forget.

Hey Ho! In fact, I haven’t experienced any paranormal things. Which is probably also because I don’t believe in that and I’ve found a rational cause for everything so far. (Important: I don’t believe in it, but I don’t say it doesn’t exist, I don’t want anyone to feel attacked)

And a nightmare I’ll never forget? In fact, I can’t think of any one. There’s a dream I’ve have since I was a kid: It’s about two little wolves trying to eat me. xD And I can even tell where that came from.

The movie to blame for this is: Twilight xD

Yep… When I first watched this movie, I was way too young, and as a child I was always very anxious. Just such things and horror movies in general were terrible for me (today it is actually no longer so) (Even the dream is no longer bad today and yet it has a bitter aftertaste of childhood.)

In any case, I was much too young and that did not let me go back then. xD But a really unsettling dream I had was: Well.. Do you know the Pink Panther? 😂

I once dreamed that the Panther “chased” me through an endless long corridor. It was an endless corridor in pink with countless doors. He sang the theme song and threw clocks at me…😅 And that went on all night until I woke up.

(This, by the way, had a trigger too. A German song (the rapper only took the melody of the title music and wrote his own lyrics. The text isn’t really cool though and that’s the reason)

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(Asked by @dreamer-writer-fangirl) What color is your hair?

Well, at the moment my hair is green🤭

Check HERE and HERE for pictures.

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(Asked by Anon) Is your brother younger or older than you?🤗

My brother is older than me.🥰

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(Asked by Anon) Do you have a nickname?

Yes, actually I have one. I can even say it because it has nothing to do with my real name. :D But please don’t laugh at me. 😂Well, I have the loving nickname: Little Onion. yep…My mom gave me that name for some reasons. 😂

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(Asked by Anon) some information about your dancing?😄 you mentioned it a few days ago💃

Yeah, well, I danced for 13 years, in different groups, also several groups at the same time. :D It was the hip hop/breakdance direction. But at some point I stopped because I didn’t enjoy it in the groups anymore and time was getting tighter. :/ Unfortunately, there was and is no real other groups here, which is why I stopped completely and now only dance for myself and just for fun.🤭

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(Asked by Anon) What's your favourite food ?

Uhhhm, I think everything with pasta is my favorite food.😂 I can eat noodles all day. 🤭🍝🍜Well, and of course, Pizza!🍕Pizza is adorable. 😂

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(Asked by Anon) What type of video games do you like to play?

I don’t really have a favorite type / genre, I don’t play video games that often. I’m actually playing what looks exciting to me without any particular genre or type. 😁🤭

But if I do, I guess I’m the most Nintendo type. So most of the games I play are related to Nintendo. <3

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(Asked by @mirajane01040-duskwoodmemes) Do you play... Minecraft?

I used to play a lot of Minecraft, but nowadays not so much, and if so, then only the mobile version. This is fun for in between and dispels the boredom. I even started building Duskwood several times, but never finished it. xD Well, yes, sometimes I play Minecraft.

Answer a few days later: Yes, I do!

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(Asked by Anon) If you could be a fictional character, who would it be and why?

Oh, there are a few. xDBut the three main characters for me: Evey Hammond because of V for Vendetta. Harley Quinn because of The Joker. And, of course, my MC because of Jake. 🤭I know, very superficial reasons but I hope they are enough for you, because these are the main reasons xD 😅🤭

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(Asked by Anon) Hey hbj i'm curiousFamily or a career? 😋

I choose the career.🤭 After that, there is still enough time, and who says that not both work?😉

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(Asked by Anon) do you like alcohol?🍷

No, absolutely no. Not a little bit.

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(Asked by Anon) What is your favorite drink?

If I don’t drink coffee, I only drink sparkling water, my entire life. I very rarely drink something different. Water for life! 🧊

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Either/or questions from you.

(Asked by @duskwood-legacies) -What would you rather see, Northern Lights or sky lanterns?

That’s easy for me🤭 Northern Lights! If you ask me.. that is magical! *-* (Well, unless it’s like “Tangled” and I get a Flynn Rider.. then sky lanterns xD)

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(Asked by @duskwood-legacies) -Strawberries or raspberries?

Definitely: Strawberries🍓 *-*

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(Asked by@duskwood-legacies) Do you prefer angst or fluff?

I think it depends on the general mood I’m in.🤔 I think the best is angst with happy ending.😁

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(Asked by@duskwood-legacies) Milk or cereal first?

Obviously: Cereal first! 😂🥣

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(Asked by @justubi) Would you rather have a nosy neighbor pr noisy neighbor?

Unfortunately, I have both. xD But if I could choose, I would opt for the noisy neighbor as I wear headphones all day anyway.😂

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(Asked by @justubi) Would you rather be poor but love your job or rich but absolutely hate your job?

One hundred percent and without having to think about: poor and love my job!I could never have a job I don’t like. This is a real horror imagination for me😂

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(Asked by @kyras-things ) Prefer to write fanfics or read them?

Oh that’s a really hard question for me! 🤔 I can’t really make up my mind, but I think I’d rather read than write myself. With stories of others I can better dive into another world and relax. 🤭Because when I write, five hundred other thoughts always fly around in my head and I have to decide how to write something etc.I love writing but sometimes I wish I only had to think about a story and it would be written on a sheet right away. xD <3

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(Asked by @leetjep) Would you rather have one eye in the middle of your head or two noses?

I take the eye in the middle of my head. 😂Then I would make the Jake eye as a tattoo around it, which would be really cool.🤭

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[lordmartiya]

lord Martiya’s Lilanette Week 2021, part 4: Travel

@lilanette-week

@lilanette

This chapter features Luupa the Wolf Kwami, a character by StellarStylus. It also features an actual restaurant from Rome. Let’s face it: we Italians are a weird nation, and Rome is our capital for a reason.

06/23: Travel

The school was having a trip to Rome… So headmaster Damocles had asked Lila’s advice to plan certain parts, reasoning that, being from Rome, she knew the place better. And the entire school would suffer for his ignorance – after all, only Marinette and Chloè knew just how trolling Lila’s sense of humor could be.

Still, it had been two days in the trip, enough to calm them down after waiting for the other shoe to drop without anything weird happening – she had even forewarned everyone of the horrible state of Rome’s roads, and the worst they had got had been when Sabrina had said one couldn’t go to Rome without visiting the Vatican and the Roman girl had pointed out it’s the same as saying that you can’t go at someone’s house without going to the bathroom (she had particularly enjoyed the appalled shouts when they had got that). That and trying to flirt with Marinette, but while she understood the language and even a bit of the slang courtesy of her grandmother and the similarities of Italian and French she didn’t know the latter enough and had missed the double meanings.

Of course all of that was about to change now that they were to dine at “Cencio La Parolaccia”.

“It’s my favorite restaurant.” she had introduced it, much to Marinette and Chloè’s horror. Especially Marinette’s, who could translate the restaurant’s name.

Then Damocles paved the way, and as soon as he had confirmed they were the French school that had reserved the place the waiter announced them with “Apprepara l’acqua per’ brodo, so’ arrivati i Francesi!”

The entire group of students and teachers was appalled at how they had indirectly been called a bunch of cowards, with insults to their national bird to boot.

“What were you expecting? This place is called “the swearword” for a reason.” Lila stated.

Or, in other words, they were basically paying to get insulted the whole time, as per the restaurant’s gimmick based on just how crass Rome’s dialect was.

“You’re terrible.” Marinette said at her Italian suitor.

“Welcome to Rome, where a mother can call her own child a “son of a whore” and it only comes off as mildly insistent.” Lila replied.

“Fucking truth.” confirmed the waiter.

That was when Damocles realized he had screwed up. Especially as it was now too late to go somewhere else.

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“You have no idea what I just got through.” Chat Noir said to the female superheroines as they met near Trajan’s Column. “It got my group too weirded out to notice I disappeared, but…”

“Welcome to Rome, Paris’ exclusive twin city.” Volpina replied, sure that whatever Chat Noir had gone through couldn’t be as traumatic as the prank she had pulled on her classmates to get them to go to sleep early. She’d have done that anyway, but this way she had joined the useful and the fun, as the saying went. “And don’t worry, you’ll get over it soon.”

“But-”

“She’s right.” Ladybug agreed. “Our cities have an exclusive twinship because we aren’t that different… And I can already see the fun about what this one pulled to get us a distraction. You all remember what we’re here for?”

“Wolf Miraculous – apparently linked to Rome’s foundation and rise to power, and the guys here are now exposing what could well be it in their museum.” Volpina stated. “Guess their claim of descending from Julius Caesar’s family isn’t that fake, if they inherited it from the Julii’s cousins the Romilii…”

“We don’t have time for a history lesson.” Chat said.

Before they could start bickering Ladybug had Volpina cast her Mirage on the cameras and then, using the Horse Miraculous, opened a portal to the room where the possible Wolf Miraculous was being held…

“A’nfame, chi cazzo chiami inutile?! Io te piscio n’culo, e te corco!”

And the related Kwami was insulting Papillon, going so deep in his vulgarity that even Volpina, the Roman one, was blushing. Immediately imitated by two security guards and a man who had arrived there.

“Siam qui apposta.” Volpina said after the Kwami had wished someone killed Papillon.

Then Papillon threw the Miraculous right in Volpina’s face and jumped out of the window, ignoring the guards shooting him.

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“Well, that was weird.” Ladybug said after they had left with the Miraculous, that the man, the apparent head of the family, had insisted they took away.

“Not really, Marcanto’ has heard of the actual stories about jinn, and while he can’t tell the difference with a Kwami he’s smart enough to not mess with them.” Volpina explained. “And speaking of our not-jinni… May we know your name and power, Wolf Kwami?”

“I am Luupa, Kwami of Cooperation, and I grant the power of Pack Unity.” the Kwami replied. “My wielder can allow their companion the best possible coordination in battle-”

“Like a Roman legion! You inspired them!” Volpina was Italian, and while she knew the tales were a bit exaggerated she knew far too well how the ancient Romans used to overcome numerically superior opponents through maneuvers made possible by excellent coordination among their units.

“And a power Papillon can’t use!” Ladybug noted.

“Ugh! Don’t talk me about that idiot.” Luupa protested. “Seriously, what idiot calls himself “The Bowtie”?”

As she chuckled, Volpina mused that this was indeed the Kwami that made Rome, both ancient and present, she wondered how he and Mayura had loved the temporary Heroine they had left behind to deal with Akumas and, if he had done as he had back when they had been in New York, distraction Sentimonsters.

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The following morning, Lila hadn’t even got her Espresso when Alya made the first attempt to kidnap her. Though even she wasn’t reckless enough to not stop when faced with the Italian’s glare, waiting until she had her coffee before dragging her in a secluded corner and showing how the Tiger Miraculous-equipped heroine, Waghoba sor Roaar, kicked into smithereens the Gamer mech Sentimonster before hammily announcing her name and that Ladybug and Chat Noir were on vacation and had her substitute.

“Lila, you’re her friend… Can you tell me what was Ladybug thinking when she gave my sister a Miraculous?” Alya asked.

“What makes you think it’s Anansi?” Lila asked back, making sure to use Nora’s preferred ring name.

“A Muay Thai championess who uses a tiger god’s name, who else can she be?”

“Point. As for your question… Ladybug’s really stressed, and didn’t take well when “The Bowtie” ruined her previous attempt at getting a vacation.”

“… Remind me to never get her angry at me.”