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[hola-ninos]

you ll pt.3

Summary: You’re not dead?!?!?! Also, you find out what Nico really meant to you in your past life……. surprise?

Word Count: 2.0k 

A/N: Hi lovelies! This series is not over, but this chapter is supperrrr longgggggggg, and I really don’t like what I did with the end, but here it is!

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find pt. 1 here^

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Darkness.

Darkness surrounded you.

It was so quiet.

So serene.

So peaceful.

Yet it was all so wrong.

Voices.

Everywhere.

“WHO DID IT?”

“I WILL PERSONALLY RIP THEIR THROATS OUT.”

“She’s not dead.”

“what?”

“Her soul. It’s still here.”

Pain.

Rage.

Mars.

“As you can see, no one is dying. Death is chained. And someone needs to save him.”

Fear.

Panic.

Nico

Darkness.

Peacefulness.

Sleep.

…

“She’s waking up.” you hear as you open your eyes. Reyna stands over you, looking at you with fear in her eyes. “That’s not possible. She was- she is- how is she here?” Reyna cries. “I’m not sure, but she needs medical attention. Now.” Nico. “Wait, stop. Get her into the river.” Percy. “I’ll help you carry her.” Frank. The air around you felt cold. You felt yourself being lifted up. “Guys, watch her head.” Hazel. You saw the river getting closer. You could already feel yourself getting stronger as you were sprayed with the river's mist. The three boys gently set you down in the river, and you felt energy surge through you. You shot up and automatically stood in a defensive position, grabbing your knife for a weapon. You immediately put it down, recognizing the people in front of you as your friends. “I’m so sorry, I-,” you faltered, not knowing why you had just acted that way.“It’s ok,” Reyna said, a sad look on her face. “If you’re ready for it, we need to discuss your quest to free Thanatos,” she explained. “Quest? Thanatos? How am I even still alive?” you asked her, still extremely confused about why you were still with the living. “Nico can fill you in. Now come, we must make our way towards the city,” Reyna responded. Before you could look for Nico, you were almost suffocated by a very upset and concerned Percy. “Are you ok? Do you know who did it? Do you need me to carry you? Can you feel any pain in your lower chest area? Do you feel-“ you cut him off. “Percy, I am completely fine. I am alright,” you replied, making sure to look him in the face. “ I’m so sorry,” he said into your shoulder. “I should have been there to protect you, but I wasn’t. For some reason, I have done that before and I feel horrible about it,” Percy said. “It wasn’t your fault Percy. You were doing your job, and I was doing mine. It’s ok,” you comforted him. “Guys, lets catch up,” you hear Frank say. You give Percy one more tight squeeze before turning off to look for some kind of information. You didn’t get far before you engulfed in another tight hug. Before you had a chance to do anything, Nico pulled back and looked at you. “I’m glad you’re okay,” he said. For some reason his eyes were red and puffy, and he had salt lines streaming his cheeks. He had been crying. “Thanks Nico,” you responded, wondering why Death Breath was crying over you, a girl he had just met. Except, this was different. You knew this boy, and even if you had just met him, he was familiar, which was something you hadn’t felt in a long time. “I know you probably have a lot of questions, so please, fire away,” Nico looked at you, waiting patiently for you. There was one question that just couldn’t wait, and it escaped through your lips before you had time to stop yourself. “How am I still alive? I got stabbed through the chest with a spear. There’s no way I should be here right now!” you exclaimed, very frustrated. This had to be a game played by Hades. You were dead and imagining before you were sent to whatever part of the Underworld you belonged in. Nico just chuckled. “Look, I know you’re freaked out, but you’re going to be okay. Nothing can die right now, because the God of Death, Thanatos, has been captured,” his smile faded, “which means that nothing can die, including monsters, which is not good for us,” he explained. This made sense, considering the fact that those gorgons just kept coming back, no matter how many times you killed them. “Alright, so I’m assuming our next move is that quest. Are- I mean, Mars, wants to send us on a quest to go and save Thanatos from whoever’s captured him, right-“ a nod from Nico- “and for some reason he chose me to go?” you questioned as the boy looked at you with amusement. “Yes. I can’t answer why he chose you to go, but I know that Frank and Percy are going too. I’m assuming Hazel may join along because Frank needs to bring one more person for safety,” he reasoned. Just as he finished explaining, another thought popped into your head. “One more,” you gave Nico a smile for good measure. “Why were you crying when I got stabbed, Nico?” In your 7 hours of knowing him, he had never made an expression like this. He looked almost frightened, as if somebody was about to break his neck. The emotion was gone almost immediately as he replied, “I wasn’t crying. I was just sweaty,” he lied, hoping you wouldn’t notice how his voice got higher as he bluffed. You raised an eyebrow, but decided not to push the question. You knew that some people had boundaries and you didn’t want to cross his. You did know how to get answers out of people, and right here wasn’t the place. You started to fall behind the rest of the group, Nico following by your side. There was no chatter between the two of you as you walked side by side. “Voglio solo che anche tu ti di me, mi amore,” Nico mumbled, barely loud enough for you to make out. You stopped dead in your tracks. You had heard that before…

”You look beautiful mi amore,” the woman said, absolutely gushing at how amazing you looked. The blue waves of the dress looked beautiful flowing down like a graceful leaf falls down in the Autumn. “Thank you mom,” you replied, grinning up at her. “Mom, why do you speak so much Italian?” you asked, wondering why your mother always stated random words and sayings in her favorite language. “ Oh y/n, Italian is such a beautiful language. I learned it when I was staying in Italy. That’s where I met your father, you know,” she said smiling at the memories of the outstanding country. “Why don’t we just move there then?” you asked, deciding that Italy was definitely somewhere you wanted to live. “Well first off, that’s way too expensive. Second, you have to go to Camp, you oca stupida,” she giggled. “What does that even mean?” you groaned, which only made your mom laugh harder. You perked up at the doorbell ringing. “Well there’s your date to the dance,” your mom said. “Mom, it's not a date. We’re just going to the dance as friends.” “Are you two going to the dance?” “Yes” “Did he agree to go with you?” “Yes” “Did he have Argus drive all the way from camp to meet you here?” she asked. “Yes mom,” “Then it’s a date,” she said, only making you groan louder. She walked downstairs and let him in. You walked down the stairs and heard him gasp at the sight of you. You grinned from ear to ear and practically jumped into his arms, tightly gripping the boy you hadn’t seen in months. “You look stunning, mi amore,” he whispered into your ear. “Thank you, Nico.”

…

“Y/n?” Nico asked, startled by your sudden stop. Your eyes had glazed over, and a few tears slipped down your cheeks. “Y/n, can you hear me?” Nico tried again. You suddenly gasped and leaned forward, gulping in fresh air. Nicos’ brows turned upward with worry as you broke into a coughing fit. Nico grabbed you by the arms and looked at you straight in the face. That broke your trance, and you suddenly slapped Nico across the face. He fell back on the ground, and you were met with a look full of hurt. “You know me. Stop lying about it,” you growled, your heart practically shattering at the sight of him. He got up, a dangerous look in his eyes. “I DON’T KNOW YOU Y/N!” he yelled, looking awfully close to crying. “I just wish you would remember me, my love,” you whispered. Nico looked at you, fear in his eyes. “How did you-“  “My mom,” you said, stopping him. It was too painful to know you had a mom worrying about you. You looked away from him, not being able to look him in the face after what he had done. Not wanting to talk to Nico, you sprinted to catch up to Percy, wanting to forget everything once again.

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(If you don’t understand what just happened, Nico was mumbling in Italian and reader repeated what he said in English)

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You grabbed a couple things and shoved them into your backpack. Tears threatened to spill as you gripped onto your memory, trying to keep it in your mind. After reaching Percy and pretending to be fine, you had gone into the city. Reyna couldn’t send any help because Octavian couldn’t shut his mouth, but it didn’t matter anyway. You had the SQR Navy, and it couldn’t be better than that. You had some mortal money anyway, and it could get you some food. You tried to get your mind off of Nico when Percy walked in and asked if you needed help with anything. “I’m okay, thanks though,” you said, your voice cracking at the end.”Y/n?” you turned around and looked at him, a tear slipping down your cheek. Being the big brother he is, he instantly scooped you up and hugged you, giving little whispers of reassurance. “Do you want to talk about it?” he asked, starting to rub on your back so you could breathe. “I just- I remembered something Percy. Something about my mom. It’s scary, knowing she’s home worrying about me. That she’s probably going mad just trying to see if I am still alive. It makes me feel terrible,” you whisper. Even if it wasn’t the entire reason, telling Percy made you feel a lot better. You stepped back wiping your nose with your sleeve before looking at this amazing big brother of yours. “Thank you for listening, Percy,” you said, a small smile tugging your lips. “You’re welcome, Y/n. Don’t stay up too late, we’re getting up early,” he responded. He left you alone while you took your dagger out of coin form. Just like how Riptide turned into a pen, your dagger turned into a quarter. You scraped a few crusted dirt specks off, letting your mind drift again. You heard a noise and looked up to see Nico standing at the bunk across from you. Rolling your eyes, you got up and walked over to your bag, where you put the quarter into the small pouch on top. “Hey,” he whispered. You didn’t respond to him, knowing it was just going to end in more hurt feelings. “Please. You have to understand  that I did it for a reason,” he whispered, his voice dropping at the end of the sentence. You turned around, met with his eyes. His gorgeous obsidian-black orbs were brimmed with tears as he looked at you, pleading. “Why didn’t you tell me?” you said. You suddenly noticed how close you were to him, not bothering to step away. “I’m trying to protect you. Please know that,” he said. His eyes kept bouncing from your lips and back up to your eyes. You felt an extremely strong urge to kiss him, so you gave in. Grabbing him by the collar of the old baggy aviators jacket, you pulled him into you. Pressing your lips hard against his, you felt him tense, then quickly relax with knowing what was happening. He wrapped his arms around your waist and you suddenly felt a tear fall. You pulled back, with swollen lips and no air left. You wiped the tear from Nico’s cheek. “Were we….Something else before?” you breathed, hoping he would tell the truth. “Yes. We were.”

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First Time (reader x virgin!Joe smut)

Pairing: Female reader x Joe Mazzello Summary: You always sit together in class, but your friendship never extended past the four walls of the lecture hall. So, when Joe finally musters up the courage to ask you to hang out, you take your shot. You have pizza, try to watch a movie, and finally show him what he´s been missing out on Warnings: SMUT (18+ only), virgin!Joe, blowjob, premature ejaculation, fingering, pussy eating, unprotected sex, creampie A/N: This is my 2,000 followers celebration! Thank you guys so so much, I don´t know what I would do without you. I love you all! So to thank you, here is some soft virgin Joe smut Word count: 6K

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You met Joe the first proper day of Uni. He had stumbled through the door a few minutes late, spotted the first available seat and made a beeline. Fortunately for you, it was the one next to yours. At first you were annoyed. You had hoped you could get some space, especially since it was first thing in the morning, but when you met his gaze your heart made a little flip. It wasn’t necessarily love at first sight, but he was cute. Very cute. His auburn hair was all messy from him having probably just woken up and there was a hint of some light stubble covering his jaw.

Joe was his name. He didn´t introduce himself so you had to peak at his notepad to find it. Joseph Mazzello.

You didn´t talk the first day, but he gave you a soft smile at the end of the lecture. The next day he asked to borrow a pencil. And after that he asked you for the answer to one of the questions. And then a joke which was actually funny. You could never forget the proud smile on his face when you laughed at it. That and his New York accent.

You always sat together and quickly became good friends. But inside of the classroom only.

“Hey Y/N?”, Joe said when you started packing up your notebook and your laptop. It was a Friday and you were eager to get home. Netflix and the wine in your mini-fridge were calling your name.

“Yeah”, you said, shooting him a smile. A blush crept onto his cheeks. God he was too cute. You were absolutely smitten. It was unfair really.

“I-I wanted to ask you if you uhm- I want to- shit I´m sorry”, he mumbled, eyes panicked.

“Joe! Relax”, you giggled, reaching out to grab his arm. It felt firm under your grasp and you had to properly concentrate on not squeezing to feel his bicep.

“Right. Sorry. Uhm- I was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime?”, Joe asked. His eyes met yours momentarily before shying away and staring at his feet.

“I would love to, Joe”, you said, a stupid smile plastered on your face. You scribbled your dorm number down on a piece of paper and put it in his hand. “Come around mine tonight at 8”

You walked home with a spring in your step. It wasn´t a date, or maybe it was, but at least it was a start. You really liked him. Whether or not he liked you too was a mystery though. He might just be shy around everyone, right? You hadn´t really see him talk to anyone else, but he answered lots of questions in class and often made them funny. It was strange really how he could go from being the class clown to struggle to ask you one simple question.

You decided to not dwell on it further and unlocked the door to your dorm. There was a note on your side of the room from your roomie. She was going home for the weekend. Thank god. Not that you didn´t like her but it was so refreshing to have the room completely to yourself. Also, it meant that you and Joe wouldn’t get interrupted.

Deciding you were going to order pizza for when Joe came over, you just popped a few slices of bread in the toaster and decided that would have to do for now. You picked up your dirty clothes and made the room all pretty. You didn´t want him to see how messy you really were. At least not right away.

There was a knock at the door at exactly 8pm. Ok this was happening. You felt your pulse increase. You looked over your room one final time. The pillows and blankets on your bed looked very inviting next to your open laptop with Netflix on.

“Hi”, you said when you swung the door open. Joe had put on a sweater that made him look so soft. And cute.

“Hey, Y/N”, Joe answered. He gave you a lopsided smile and took a step into your room. You could see him taking it in, making you oddly nervous.

“So, do you want to watch a movie? I have ordered a pizza for us”, you said, plopping down onto the bed. It wasn´t the biggest bed, but it could fit two people if necessary. And it just meant that you had to sit closer which you definitely weren´t complaining about.

“Oh I thought we were going to study”, Joe said. A pink blush rushed up his cheeks as he gestured to his bookbag.

“It´s a Friday night, Joe”, you giggled, waving him over. “Come here you nerd”

Joe gave you a nervous smile and dropped his bag before heading over to you. It really was a bit of a squeeze to fit you both. You could feel warmth radiating from his thigh over to yours and the way his arm felt firm against yours.

“What do you want to watch then?”, he asked, desperately trying to ignore the tension in the air. You always sat together, just never this close.

“What about this one?”, you said, pointing to the thumbnail of a horror movie. You could feel Joe tense up next to you.

“Uhm what about a comedy instead?”

“Oh don´t tell me you´re scared, Joe”, you laughed. “I´ll protect you don´t worry”

Joe sighed and let you start it.

You regretted it after about 30 minutes because you were both scared shitless. Joe was biting down on his nails, trying to avoid looking at the screen but at the same time not wanting you to know how scared he actually was.

When the main character was chased down a hallway by a guy with a chainsaw, you closed the computer. Not exactly the type of mood you wanted to set.

“Let´s not watch that anymore”, you said, throwing it to the side. You turned to Joe just in time to watch him let out a sigh of relief. The look on his face almost making you melt.

“What should we do instead?”, he asked.

Your eyes fell on his lips as he spoke, and you could immediately feel the tension turn into lust. This was your chance. You could just ask him and get it over with. If he didn’t like you back then fuck it, you could probably get over him. But you needed to know.

“We could kiss”, you suggested, your voice barely above a whisper. But Joe caught it though. His eyes went wide as he stared at you, his mouth falling open slightly. Shit.

“I mean it´s just an option, we don´t have to if you don´t want to. I get it if you only see me as a friend”, you mumbled rapidly. Shit you had messed up.

“No no, I-I want to”, Joe said after a while, taking your hands in his. His long fingers wrapped around your palms, his thumb soothing the skin. It felt warm. The butterflies in your stomach went crazy.

You closed your eyes and leant in, drawing in a breath as you felt his warmth when you moved closer. You stopped just before your lips met his and stopped, wanting him to take the final step. He did. Joe closed the distance between you and pressed his lips to yours. They were soft. Slightly chapped. A wave of warmth spread across your entire body, making your heart flutter.

The kiss was interrupted by a knock on the door. Shit. The pizza.

Joe pouted when you pulled back, his lips pink and puffy. You couldn´t resist. You leant in and pressed another peck to his mouth before moving off the bed. He shifted in his seat and ran his fingers through his hair. Trying to take a deep breath to compose himself.

As soon as you opened the door you could smell the delicious pizza. You hadn´t realized just how hungry you were before now.

“Pizza for Y/N”, the delivery girl said, giving you a kind smile.

“Yes, thank you so much”

You fished out the money along with some tip and thanked her again as she handed you the pizza.

“Smells so good”, Joe said as you closed the door. You half- groaned in agreement and made your way over to him. You sat the pizza down between you and sat crossed legged in front of him.

“So you actually intended this to be a study-date?”, you asked, taking a slice into your mouth and moaning at the taste. It was delicious.

“To be completely honest, I just brought them because I didn´t want you to think that I thought it was a date-date”, he said, blushing.

“Aw you´re so cute, Joe”, you giggled, nudging his knee with your own. “I wanted it to be a date-date”

Joe nearly choked on his pizza. His eyes went wide.

“Really?”, he questioned.

“Of course! I like you, Joe. Why did you think I kissed you?”, you gushed. The deep-red blush that painted his cheeks were enough to have you swoon.

“I don´t know, I haven´t really uhm- I haven´t really kissed that many girls”, Joe admitted. He looked away as he spoke, picking up another slice of pizza and eating it in three large bites. Yep. He was definitely from New York.

“I don´t care, Joe”, you said, giving him a grin once he finally met your eyes again, “And for the record, I couldn´t tell”

“Oh. Well that´s good I guess. Thank you”, he said, wiping his hands on his thighs. Joe paused for a second to look up at you. He seemed nervous all of a sudden again. “Do-does that mean we can do it again?”

“Mhm”, you smiled, moving the half-empty pizza box out of the way. You perched yourself on your knees and leant in. Joe met you on the half-way, his lips melting against yours. You could feel your stomach churn with excitement, his slight stubble igniting the tingles in your panties.

Joe had apparently gotten a surge of confidence, because he pushed his tongue into your mouth, his hands grasping your sides and pulling you into his lap. A gasp left your mouth as you felt the bulge under your crotch. You placed your legs on either side of his body and deepened the kiss. Your hands slid around his head to pull at the hair in the nape his neck, causing Joe´s mouth to fall open against yours.

You took the opportunity to trail your lips across his jaw and down to nibble at his ear lobe. Joe´s grasp on your waist tightened.

“Do you like that, Joe?”, you cooed, pulling at it with your teeth. His breath stifled in his throat.

You smirked against his skin, moving your lips down to suck at his pulse-point. You took his fair skin into your mouth, marking him up. A strangled moan escaped his mouth.

You pulled back to eye your masterpiece, a smirk pulling at your lips at the light purple bruise.

Joe looked absolutely fucked out. His eyes were hooded in pleasure and his lips puffy from kissing. A thin layer of sweat covering his forehead. Huh. Already. That was quick. This was going to be fun.

You made a tentative thrust of your hips, dragging your clothed heat over his crotch. Joe´s eyes shot open in surprise, his fingers digging into your sides. He was already rock hard.

“You´re so hard already”, you said, cocking your head. You grinded down again, seeing his breath hitch in his throat. A vein popping out on his forehead.

“Shit I´m so sorry, Y/N”, Joe said. He tried half-heartedly to push you away. “I-I uhm, I can´t. Fuck I can´t control it”

You giggled at his innocence. God he was cute. So innocent.

“There´s nothing to be sorry about, Joe. I´m flattered”, you said, leaning in to give him a quick peck on the lips.

You slid your hands down his chest to pull at his sweater.

“I need you to stop me if you don´t want to do this. If you´re not comfortable then we won´t do anything”, you warned, tapping your fingers against his skin.

Joe´s eyes went even wider as he desperately shook his head. He grabbed your hands and pushed them further down towards his crotch. A yelp left his mouth as your fingers grazed over his erection when you were grabbing his shirt.

“Fucking hell”, Joe muttered under his breath, leaning forward to let you pull the sweater off his body. His chest was lightly littered with hair, his pecks and stomach soft.

“I love your body, Joe”, you cooed. You leant down to press your lips to his chest, your fingers sliding down his torso to rest against the waistline of his jeans. His cock was straining against the material, his pulse increasing as you were inches away from where he found himself so desperately wanting you.

“Please”, he whined, hips thrusting up to meet your touch.

You giggled and moved your body down his thighs. You reached out to play with the button of his jeans, letting your fingers graze lightly over his bulge.

“Please what, Joe?”, you teased, looking up to meet his desperate eyes.

“Can you please touch me, Y/N? I need it so bad”, he begged.

You hummed in amusement before leaning down. You pressed your lips against the soft curves of his stomach while your fingers popped the button of his jeans. Joe´s tummy was rising and falling rapidly under you, small whimpers leaving his mouth as your fingers grazed his cock while sliding the zipper down. You looked up at him to check if you could keep going before moving your lips down. Placing a kiss on the waist-band of his briefs, his cock twitched in anticipation just below where you were touching him.

There was a small dark stain on the material where the head of his cock laid. He was visibly throbbing, causing your mouth to water.

You hooked your fingers into the waist of his jeans and boxers and tugged at them. His cock was pressed down as you pulled the material down his thighs, before springing up and hitting his stomach with a loud thud. It was heavy and large, a prominent vein running up the underside. The head glistening with pre-cum.

Joe looked down at you with lust in his eyes, his hands gripping the sheets beside his body.

“Your cock is so pretty, Joe”, you cooed, reaching out to run a finger all the way down his shaft. You pressed against the vein, watching as it twitched underneath you. Joe cursed underneath his breath, biting down on his bottom lip.

“I uh- Shit I have to tell you something”, Joe said, grabbing your hand to stop you from touching him again. You cocked your head, giving him a sweet smile. You had a sneaking suspicion what he was going to tell you, but you needed to hear him say it.

“Go ahead”, you said, squeezing his hands.

“This is really embarrassing but I feel like you need to know, this is my first time. Ever. Like, doing anything”, he said, eyes fleeting away from yours. A deep red blush crept onto his cheeks and chest. Hmm. Yep. That´s what you thought.

“It doesn´t matter to me, Joe. As long as you want to keep going, I want to too”, you said. You tapped the back of his hands to force him to look at you.

“God I want to”, Joe moaned, letting go of your hands. He drew in a sharp breath when you placed them on his hips. Just beside his throbbing cock. “I just want you to know that I don´t really know what I´m doing. Everything I know is from porn”

You giggled and leant up to press a kiss to his lips. Mostly to stop his rambling but also because he was really cute and awkward right now. Joe moaned softly into your mouth, his lips following you as you pulled away. His eyes closed. Wanting more. And that was exactly what you were going to give him.

“I´m going to take such good care of you, Joe. Just sit back and relax”, you whispered, moving down his body again.

You caught his eyes as you leant down. You blew hot air onto the head of his cock, humming in amusement as it jumped. Joe´s knuckles were already going white from how hard he was fisting the sheets.

“Ready?”, you asked, ghosting your lips over his tip.

“Please”, Joe whimpered, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth.

You smirked before licking a bold stripe from the base of Joe´s cock all the way to the tip. It jumped up to meet your mouth as your tongue swirled the string under the head. A steady stream of salty pre-cum leaked from the slit, and Joe yelled out in pleasure when you licked it all up.

You wrapped your hand around the base before pursing your lips and slowly taking the head into your mouth. It felt warn and soft, the salty taste covering your lips.

“Fuck that feels- oh my god I can´t believe this is happening”, Joe rambled, thrusting his hips to meet your touch.

You squeezed his shaft harder and hummed around the tip, letting your tongue press against the underside of the head. Your eyes were locked on his as you took him further into your mouth, sucking just a little bit harder until- oh. A salty liquid shot out of the slit, coating your mouth and causing you to lift an eyebrow. Ok. That was fast.

“Shit I´m so sorry I couldn´t- oh my god ah it feels so good”, Joe moaned. His back arched off the wall, his hips moving up against his mouth as he emptied himself. His cock throbbed in your hand as you guided him through his high, milking out every last drop of cum.

You pulled off him and sat down on his thighs again, opening your mouth to show him his own load. Joe´s eyes were droopy as he watched you swallow, cursing under his breath when you opened it again. All gone. The salty liquid slid down your throat.

“Hmm, I´d appreciate it if you warned he next time”, you said, a playful smirk pulling at your lips. You reached up to wipe the sweat off his forehead before pressing your lips to it. You moved off his lap and sat down next to Joe, pulling out the pizza and reaching for a slice. Cum wasn´t something you wanted to taste for much longer.

“I´m really sorry, Y/N. I didn´t mean to do that it just felt too good and I tried to hold back but I couldn´t and fuck I´m sorry I didn´t want to ruin this”, Joe rambled, pulling a pillow into his lap to cover his softening cock.

You giggled and offered Joe the last slice, grinning when he looked up at you for a split second before grabbing it. He groaned slightly at the delicious taste. He needed the energy.

“It´s fine, Joe. It happens. I just need you to tell me when you´re close so I can stop or slow down”, you said.

“I´m sorry”, Joe repeated. He threw his head back against the wall in embarrassment. His Adam´s apple bobbed when he swallowed the pizza.

“We´ll work on it. There´s no need to apologize”, you smiled, nudging his knee with yours. “But first, I´m going to enjoy this pizza”

“So we can try that again?”, Joe asked. He bit off another piece of the pizza, his eyes trained on where you did the same. They darkened as you licked your lips.

“I was thinking we could try something else, but yeah. If you want to of course”

A grin spread over his face, his lips curling around the food inside his mouth.

“I want to. Very much so. I´m not sure I can go again right away though”, Joe said. He swallowed the last piece of his pizza.

“I know. That´s why we´re having a pizza break. And, I also need you to get me ready first. That cock of yours won´t fit inside if you don´t”, you said, smirking when you saw Joe´s eyes grow wide. His gaze fell on your boobs before trailing down to your covered heat.

“Uhm do you want me to? Can I touch you? There?”, he stuttered, eyes meeting yours again. You chuckled before wiping your mouth. Joe drew in a harsh breath when you wrapped your hands around his neck and pulled him towards you, removing his pillow in the process.

You laid down on the bed and pulled him with you, wrapping your legs around his naked waist. His teeth clenched against yours as he settled himself between your legs, both of you giggling into the others mouth. Joe tasted like pizza. Delicious.

“Ca-can I?”, Joe muttered against your lips, whining as his sensitive cock grazed against your inner thigh. He slid one of his hands down your side to your waist, squeezing slightly before moving down to the hem of your shirt. His fingers felt warm on your skin.

“Of course, you can”, you said. You lifted your back off the mattress to allow Joe to slide the material off your body. He drew in a harsh breath when he saw your boobs in that lacy bra you had put on – just in case.

“Do you like it, Joe?”, you teased, smirking at the way he couldn´t pry his eyes away from your chest. “Or-“, you trailed your hand down your own neck, over your boobs before sliding back to the clasp of your bra. “Would you rather me take it off?”

“Off, definitely off”, Joe rambled. His eyes met yours for a brief second before they fell on your boobs again as you unhooked it. You shuddered as air hit your stiff nipples.

You grabbed Joe´s hand and slid it up your body, your fingers urging him to squeeze. He did. Ever so slightly, as if he was afraid he would hurt you. You giggled and moved his hand, pinching his fingers over your nipple. You arched into his touch, a low moan falling from your lips. This gave Joe some confidence apparently, because he looked up to gauge your expression before pulling at the nub a little. Another moan.

“Your hands are so big Joe”, you whined, squirming under his touch, “Feels so good”

“Can I kiss them?”, Joe asked, subconsciously leaning down. As if there was a magnet between his face and your boobs.

You nodded, burying your fingers in his auburn hair, urging him closer. His lips met the soft curve of your breast, his breath hot on your sensitive skin. Joe looked up at you as he moved his lips, pressing a kiss to the area just beside your nipple. His hand cupping the other breast. You could feel his cock harden against your leg, his hips moving against yours on reflex.

Joe hesitated for a moment before wrapping his lips around your nipple. He flicked his warm tongue over the nub before sucking it into his mouth. You moaned and pulled at his hair, feeling tingles go straight to your heat. Absolutely drenching your panties.

“I-I´m going to need you to move on, Joe. Feels way too good”, you whined, pushing him away from your chest. You were throbbing with need.

“Really?”, he asked, a confident smirk playing on his lips. Well, at least until he looked down your torso to your still clothed bottom half. “You´re uhm- You´re going to have to tell me what to do”

“Don´t worry, I´ll guide you through it”, you said with a smile, pulling him up for a kiss before grabbing a pillow and propping it under your torso so you could see down on your lap. “Start by taking my jeans off”

Joe nodded, scooching down and reaching up to unbutton your jeans. He pulled the zipper down while holding his breath, eyes going wide as he saw the matching lace panties you had put on.

You lifted your hips to let him hook his fingers into the waistband. Joe´s eyes nearly bulged out of his head as you told him to take your panties off to, inch by inch of your bare pussy exposed to him as he pulled them down his legs.

“Fucking hell”, Joe whined, desperately trying not to palm his cock as you were naked in front of him. You spread your legs, watching him draw in a harsh breath.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”, you asked. Joe nodded frantically before plopping down on his stomach between your legs. Oh. His head was really close. You could feel his hot breath.

“Definitely”

“Ok, uhm do you want to use your mouth or just your fingers?”, you asked, not really knowing how much you were going to teach him the first time.

“Both”, Joe said. He was determined, you had to give him that. Ok then.

“Eager, are we?”, you giggled, reaching down to run your thumb over his lip. He pressed a kiss to it, shooting you a wink. “Push your middle finger into me, yeah, right there”

Joe´s finger felt amazing sliding against your walls, your breathing already increasing.

“Oh god”, you whined, throwing your head back. “Another one. Curl them upwards”

He nodded before sliding his ring finger in as well. His digits were thick, strong. God you swear you could have cum right then and there. A rush of pleasure shot up your body as he curled them, somehow hitting your g-spot at the first try. You drew in a sharp breath and reached down to stop his hand, keeping his hand in place until you had calmed down just a little bit. Your chest rising and falling.

“What´s wrong?”, Joe asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

“Nothing. I just need a moment”, you said, breathing heavily. God how was he this good without even having any experience?

Joe grinned, obviously proud of himself.

“Uhm, ok if you want to, you can start kissing the inside of my thighs. Just keep your fingers still for a little while”

“Ok. I can do that”, Joe said. He leant down to press his lips to the apex of your thighs. Oh. That was nice. A rush of electricity shot up your body. Goosebumps forming on your skin. Joe´s stubble rubbing in the most delicious way possible.

“Yeah that feels very good”, you moaned, trying not to move your hips too much “Just keep kissing. Do you know where the clit is?”

“Here?”, Joe asked, pressing a kiss to the hood of your clit. A gasp left your mouth. Yep. That was it. You nodded, earning a cocky grin from Joe. He pressed his lips against it, adding a little more pressure.

“Fucking hell. I uhm- just keep kissing my clit, take turns licking too. I don´t know, my brain doesn´t seem to be working right now. I´ll tell you if it feels weird”, you rambled on, feeling the vibrations from Joe´s chuckle through your body. Your neck almost cramping up with how hard you were straining to look.

“Oh ok. Like this?”, Joe asked, flicking his tongue over the sensitive nub. Your walls clamped down on his fingers, already feeling the knot in your stomach start to tighten.

Joe took your loud moan as a yes and kept going. He alternated between flicking his tongue over your clit in fast moves, pressing small kisses to it and the surrounding areas in between.

“You taste really good. I haven´t tasted anything like it”, Joe mumbled, his words almost muffled by your pussy. “And I can´t actually believe I´m doing-“

“Less talking more licking, Joe”, you said, growing inpatient. You were so close.

“Right. Sorry”, he giggled, leaning back down. “Do you want me to move my fingers again?”

“God yes. Just rub them against the front”, you instructed, gasping when Joe did just that. He watched in awe as you threw your head back in pleasure. Your orgasm was rapidly approaching, the tight knot almost becoming unbearable as Joe wrapped his lips around your clit again. He sucked it into his mouth while working your g-spot with his fingers.

Short puffs of air were leaving your lungs as you inched closer and closer to your high. Joe´s surprisingly skillful fingers urging you forward. His hips grinding into the mattress, the view of him all fucked out and with his lips wrapped around your clit almost too much to bear.

“I-I´m going to, holy fuck- I´m going to cum”, you whined, tugging at his hair even harder. Your fingernails digging into his scalp.

Joe nodded against your heat, sucking your clit harder, rubbing your g-spot faster. There was no way you were going to be able to hold back. Your orgasm washed over you like tidal wave, almost knocking all the air out of your lungs. It felt like a rubber band snapped in your pussy, your walls clenching around his digits, clit twitching in Joe´s mouth.

He watched intently as you came down, fingers guiding your through your high.

“Oh my god you- shit it´s too much”, you half yelled, pulling his face away from your heat. Joe apologized, pressing a soft kiss to the inside of your thigh before retracting his fingers. He brought them to his lips and licked them clean, earning a groan from the bottom of your throat.

“That was so hot, Y/N”, Joe mumbled, looking down at how wet you were. How your clit was still twitching with aftershocks. His cock begging for attention.

“You´re good at that, Joe. Are you sure you haven´t done it before?”, you giggled, pulling him up to your face. His lips tasted faintly of your juices, his hard cock digging into your thigh.

“Positive”

“Are you sure you want to do this? We can stop here if it´s getting too much”, you said, running your fingers along his jaw.

“I really want to, Y/N. I´m so fucking hard again”, he half-wined.

“Hmm, I can feel that. Do you have any condoms?”

“Yeah hold on”, Joe said, scrambling out of the bed. He walked over to where his jeans were discarded and reached for his wallet. There was a deep flush covering his chest and face, his cock standing at full attention. Red and dripping with pre-cum.

“Shit”, he mumbled, reading the label of the condom he fished out. “It´s out of date”

Joe went bright red, desperately wishing he had just said he had none.

“God you´re so cute, Joe”, you giggled, making grabby hands at him, “I already know you´re a virgin, I´m not going to judge you. Besides, I´m clean so we can go without if you want to? If not, you´re going to have to run to the store”

“Really? Holy shit I want that”, Joe groaned, his cock twitching in anticipation. He made his way over to you, positioning himself between your legs again.

“Just slide in whenever you´re ready, and then let me adjust for a few seconds, ok?”, you asked, running your fingers up and down his arms to try and calm his nerves. Joe nodded, grabbing his cock and running it through your folds. You shuddered at the sensation.

He looked down as he pushed in, watching your pussy swallow him inch by inch. Your juices slicking him up and allowing him to slide in easily. He let out a loud groan as he bottomed you out, his head falling into your neck.

You tried to remain composed, knowing that you were the one who was supposed to be experienced, but it just felt so good. He filled you up just right, your walls clenching around him as you adjusted. Stretching you in a way that sent goosebumps over your entire skin, tingling with pleasure. You wrapped your arms around him, digging your nails into his fair skin.

“C-Can I move? I don´t know how much longer I can hold it”, Joe moaned, his hip stuttering slightly. The mere feeling of your walls contracting around him enough to push him right up to the edge.

“Y-yes”, you said, feeling Joe pull back the second the words left your mouth. He moaned into your neck as he pushed back inn, feeling your warm pussy engulfing him. The wetness creating an obnoxious sound, filling the room.

Joe´s back was sweaty and hot under your fingertips. He sped up slightly, his breathing increasing.

“A-are you close?”, you asked, wrapping your legs around his waist. It allowed him to go even deeper, Joe´s hips stuttering.

He nodded into your neck, not trusting his words. He made the mistake of looking down to see your wet pussy wrapped around his cock, causing a desperate yelp to leave his mouth.

“Slow down, Joe”, you said, wanting this to last longer even though you knew it wouldn´t. You wish you could spend the entire evening like this. Joe´s cock buried deep inside, nudging you towards your high with every thrust. Pleasure filling your entire body. 

“I-I”, he tried, whimpering, “I can´t hold it. I´m gonna cum”

You clenched around him, feeling his cock twitch inside. 

“Holy shit that doesn´t help, Y/N”, Joe moaned, closing his eyes as he tried to hold back. 

Joe was moaning into your neck, his hips moving against yours at a frantic pace. His balls felt heavy, your walls practically forcing his orgasm out of him.

“It´s ok, Joe. You can cum. Cum for me”, you urged, pushing him further inside with the heels of your feet.

Joe stilled as you pushed him over the edge, spurt after spurt of hot cum shooting out to coat your walls. He bit down on your shoulder, trying to conceal the high-pitched whine that wanted to leave his throat.

You stroked his back through his high, feeling his body go limp after he was done. He slumped down on your chest. His softening cock resting against your inner thigh, his cum sticky against your skin. Not to mention the puddle that was currently sliding out of your pussy.

“You´re not a virgin anymore”, you giggled, running your fingers through his hair. He giggled against his skin before pressing his lips to your neck.

“Thank you. Should I be thanking you? I feel like I´m high right now. That was so fucking good I can´t believe how amazing it was. You were so tight and so wet and so oh god I just loved it”, Joe mumbled. He pulled back and rested his chin on your chest, looking up at you. His hair matted to his forehead. His cheeks red.

“There´s no need to thank me. I wanted to Joe. Remember, I was the one who invited you over”

“Right.. did you cum too?”, he asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

You smiled, reaching down to move his hair out of his face.

“No, but it doesn´t matter. I wasn´t expecting too”, you said, completely honest.

“Was it that bad?”, Joe questioned, but the tone in his voice gave away the fact that he didn´t really want to know the answer.

“No”, you giggled, “I don´t have to cum for it to feel good. You did good. I´m not complaining”

“Oh ok. I can eat you out again if you want to?”, he suggested.

“Relax, Joe. We have the entire weekend. We can go again later”, you giggled. You leant down to press a quick kiss to his lips.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Let´s get cleaned up and watch another movie and if we still feel like it, we can go again”, you said with a smile.

“I´d like that”

“Good. Maybe this time you will warn me before shooting your cum down my throat”, you teased, pushing him off you and heading for the bathroom to get cleaned up.

“Hey! You told me it was fine”, he protested. You turned around to give him a wink before turning the corner. Joe did the next time. And the time after that.

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[kurtty-drabbles]

You´re a witchy, Kitty au (part 16)

N/A: Kidnap time. And this is the penultimate chapter. More fluffy on the Maximoffs Twins because of fuck canon.

@djinmer4 @dannybagpipesarecalling @bamfoftheundead

Wanda is using magic to make a hairstyle to match to her wedding dress, sadly, her magic does not update on newest styles and she ended up like "I love Lucy" and is not a look that she was hoping for nor one she wants and judge by her twin expression, not even him likes such look.

"Wanna help?" Pietro offers once he stops laughing and Wanda sighs and let him do her hair and remembers a time when her mother, Marya Maximoff, their real mother and that´s all that matters, had trouble with her hair and it was Pietro who used to help with that problem. No one would believe now, but little Pietro wanted to be a hairstyle designer, but, fates have different plans to him.

"See?  much better" Pietro brags and Wanda sighs as her twin is right and instead, she decides to repeat a question she made when she and Vision start to date.

"How do you feel about Vision?"

"Look, I´d not like robots...bad story with them, yes, Vision is cool and treats you right, but, I still don´t like robots..."

"Can you accept Vision as a family member?"

"I can, but, please, Wanda, I´d not like robots and those bad memories and feelings won´t vanish just because Vision is a good guy...Can you accept this?"

"Of course, you´re my Twin and my only family ...all I´m asking is for you and Vision get along. I´m not heartless to ignore your pain nor nightmares and me and Vision will be understanding of that as long you too are  understanding of our relationship"

"Yeah, I can do that"

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Kitty is on her sit as Agatha announced the bride is about to come to the aisle, but, as Magneto tries to break in the wedding, much to Pietro´s chagrin and Wanda´s and well, everyone else, this moment was postponed as some X-men are fighting Magneto as well some Avengers and this leads Kitty to be left on her own.

Amanda, along with the mesmerized Dr Rory, makes her move as Kitty is talking with the Rabbi (oh right, Scarlet Witch is Jewish and Romani too) who is explaining who this is the X-men normal.

Agatha is no way near to the girl. She was with Wanda making sure Scarlet Witch don´t murder Magneto(is not fitting for a bride to kill her biological father today) and Amanda saw a nice opening and went for it.

"Kitty Pryde?" Amanda speaks using her strength to make her illusion be stronger enough to fool Kitty, she´s good with magic(too good, to the point some other witches are talking about her future and how they lament she´s wasting time with the X-men, well, that´s a polarized opinion as some of the witches support the X-men and think Kitty will grow in this group) "Are you really Kitty Pryde?"

Kitty offers a gentle smile and nods and speaks with a bright way. "Yes, I´m Kitty Pryde, and this is Rabbi Abadi," said Rabbi waves his hand a bit nervous as he can hear Cyclops giving orders on the other said of the mansion to take Magneto out of the way.

Amanda clapped her hands together and gushes at this. Perfect acting, if Amanda can say so. "Oh my god, I´m a fan. It was true you defeat Selene?"

Kitty chuckles a bit awkward. "Well, I had lots of help, not sure I couldn´t have done on my own. Storm and Nightcrawler were a good help, so, the credit goes to them too"

"Oh, of course, say, would you mind if I take a picture with you? My mother is a fan and my son" she points at Doug who looks nervous and far away from his parents as possible and back to Kitty. "is also a fan but really shy. Can I take a picture?"

Kitty looks at the Rabbi who chuckles and promises he´s better as the shouts stop and Magneto is finally out of the propriety. Kitty is not really keen with fans, Nightcrawler, her total opposite, has many fans(fangirls, pretty women that adore him and aren´t shy about it much to Kitty´s mortification and even jealousy) and takes selfies when the mood strikes(again, Kurt knows how to deal with his fans, but, makes a point in making his fans understand he wants privacy too)

"Ok, one selfie. Just one" Kitty instructed and Amanda nods as she takes her camera and takes a photo, but, instead of a pretty smile or a funny face, Kitty is knocked out and Rabbi Abadi is in a total trance as if nothing could bother him.

"Rory, take the girl...she´s ugly and heavy" Amanda has to say those words as still stinging her ego that Kurt picked this plain girl over Amanda and decides to be as petty as possible.

She teleports Rory, Kitty and herself away from the X-men who are back and left Doug behind, if the X-men go faulting Doug and kill him, well, Amanda won´t lose an ounce of sleep.

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Raven Darkholme was in the scene and watches as Kitty Pryde, the famous witch of Agatha´s school, getting knocked down so easily and Raven is disappointed, but, then again she´s young and still has lots to learn.

Now. She thinks. How to make this situation favourable in my way?

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The Rabbi only comes back to his sense when Jean, using her powers carefully, manages to wake him up and the man is clearly confused by the time lost. "What happened?" and Jean informed what she knows and the man pales.

"Oh no...what happened to that lady?" he begins muttering something in Hebrew until he calms himself to speak in English again. "Kitty was here ...explaining how Magneto and X-men is a complex thing, anyway, a lady with blonde hair arrives and asked for a selfie...and then...I´m here talking with you" and those words hit everyone hard.

Agatha is the one to look at Kurt with accusatory eyes, one thing that the man can´t ignore and does not accept. "Blonde woman? A Szardos?"

"You still think I´m like them no matter what? You know what, I have no time for this...Katzchen is in trouble and I´ll save her while you point at me" Kurt explains and his eyes look at Doug who is under Psylocke and Ororo´s custody.

The boy is confused and at the verge of crying. And Once Kurt arrives, no spell needed to enhance his intimidation factor, the boy spills everything he knows.

"I´m from Hellfire, this blonde woman is Amanda...she and her brother fuck every day in the classroom...The White Queen took me as Amanda´s help" and more is giving as Psylocke can offer some sympathise for the boy as he does not want to do this and had no clue Amanda would do such thing, yet, naivety is often deadly in this world and her sympathies won´t let Doug scoop free.

Agatha looks up as a Raven leaves the tree and morphs into Mystique, Agatha can only frown at the sight, while Wanda is clearly counting until 100 to not lose her temper. Her father trying to bust in her wedding is one thing, but, kidnapping Kitty before the vows...Oh, Wanda is not happy.

"Hello, Son" Raven makes the reveal that is obvious to everyone even Kurt, however, it does not give her any warm welcome. "Looking for your soulmate? I know where Amanda took Kitty"

Questions are being made and Kurt will have to explain this, but, right now, is not the time. Wanda, with her eyes crimson, looks at Raven as a literal demon. "Tell me the truth" she speaks and well, everyone lives to regret as Raven is telling the entire truth about herself.

Vision was silent during the whole ordeal. He asks the Rabbi if he can quickly marry him and Wanda now as they´ll go right now and save Kitty Pryde, well, it wasn´t orthodox, but, sure the Rabbi can do a quick version as long Wanda and Vision return to the wedding.

Kurt Szardos wants to say he can save Kitty on his own, but, if they´re using Kitty for what Kurt fears then yes, Kurt will have to swallow his pride and accept help.

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Margalia is happy that Amanda brought the unconscious Kitty to the sacred location. "Amanda, my daughter, all is forgiven" and this phrase beams Amanda´s soul. "This will be a perfect sacrifice to the Dark Pharaoh...Well done"

"Anything for you, mother"

Dr Rory is still completely under her control and Stefan is still irking by the scene of the love of his life being so cosy with a total stranger as well the fact he´s useless here.

Stefan wishes he could be a gallant hero like Kurt was in their games in a very distant memory of a very forgotten childhood.

[slashwhores]

New Match! ♡

Oh Dia I actually spend way to long making this. I tried to mimic lovelinks actual style and it turned out OK in fairness! Definitely gonna keep practicing though.

It's 100% one of my new 'mood' games. You know the type. The games you play for like 3 weeks straight because you have a really bad craving for it and then never again until 2 months later when the cycle repeats itself. Yeah one of them lol. Seriously though I started this game in like June of last year and I'm absolutely devastated there isn't a bigger fandom, the fact the team hasn't updated a number of routes in a while also sucks, that being said the last dating sim fandom I was in (*cough cough* arcane *cough cough*) the developers turned out to be antisemitic, islamaphobic and racist so...yeah this is definitely an improvement. Anyway enough of my rambling, drum roll please...

Introducing...

Her LI Is Calum Keys, my first match and tied favourite ❤ I thought it would be kinda metta if I made all of my self inserts for this game developers/VAs/artists etc for a dating sim that's essentially a lovelink parody called "lovebound"

Sashies head artist and her name reflects such,

Masashi Kokura is credited as the head artist of the first dating sim ever! Tokimeki Memorial! I have no idea why I decided to give her name a theme but now that I've started I cannot stop. now everyone's name is themed help.

A few thing I wanna quickly add before I finish up this post is A. I wanted to draw Sahie with body art because it totally seems like she'd change her pfp in an attempt to impress Calum, B. This drawing gave me a lot of insight when it comes to improving my art C.im hoping to draw some more of my LL ocs soon and D. If you haven't already play.this.game. and please message me so we can gush about our faves together <3

[littlefaerose]

perfect is a rooftop with the stars and you

WHO: Marley Rose & Dani Harper

WHEN: Friday, April 20th, 2018

WHERE: Sciron rooftop

WHAT: Combining both of their dream date ideas, Dani and Marley decide to unofficially make things official.

WARNING: Insufferable cuteness? Maybe??

Dani couldn´t even describe how happy she was to be going on another date with Marley. Especially one that had to promise to be the best date she had ever been on. They hadn´t put a label on what they were, but after what had gone down last week and how Marley made her feel Dani, surprisingly, wouldn´t have had a problem with calling Marley her girlfriend. Maybe it was true what they said, wounds did heal, maybe slowly, but they did, especially if the right person came along. She had changed her hair to blonde with the tips dyed pink and gotten them a bottle of wine to go with the cinnamon roles Marley was going to bring. Once she had put on her favorite dress and grabbed a two blankets for them Dani headed towards the stairs to go up to the roof where she´d be meeting with Marley in a few.

For the first time in a while, Marley didn’t consult with anyone before getting ready for a date. She simply went through her closet, found a blouse and pants to pair with a cute jacket she liked, did her own hair and make up, and called it good. It felt weird to do so without Olivia’s prior approval or opinions from another friend, but there was a satisfaction in doing something for herself, and keeping it to herself. In her own way she was trying to protect the fledgling thing that was her and Dani’s relationship. Happiness was a rare commodity at NYADA and she selfishly wanted to keep it under wraps until she was sure it couldn’t be so easily lost. Maybe it was an impossibility, but she could try, right? At least until she and Dani had a name for it, she was happy to keep it to the two of them. A few trips around campus later, she’d carried her load of goodies up to the roof of Sciron and started setting up. The cinnamon rolls were warm and fresh in their box as she arranged an assortment of small potted plants along the perimeter of the roof. The plants were tightly coiled shut, awaiting nightfall before they’d make their debut. “Wait ‘til I give you guys the word, okay?” she whispered, putting the final adjustments in place before stepping back to take it all in. She smiled warmly to herself and picked up the camera hanging from her neck to take a few pictures while the sun started to soften the sky with warmer shades of orange and pink.

Happiness really was something that was rare at NYADA, Dani had learned as much. But then again, she´d also met Marley here and while the circumstances, under which she had arrived here, had been more than awful she might have never met Marley. Dani had no idea how this would end, because during her first few months here there had already been people eating doors and some asshole who didn´t take gently to her kind, but a small part of her hoped that they´d make it out alive. And together. She smiled to herself as she finally pushed open the door that would lead her to the roof, glad that it was already open. She wouldn´t have minded picking the lock, really, but this was much easier. Dani´s smile only grew when she noticed Marley, who was already there, seemingly absorbed in picture taking. Dani quietly placed the bottle on the ground and got out her notepad and a pen to draw a quick sketch. It wasn´t anything fancy, but she wanted to keep that imagine pinned to paper. Once she was done she picked up the bottle and stepped onto the roof fully. "This place definitely got the potential for a dream date," She grinned.

The view from Sciron wasn't the most spectacular in the world, she was sure, but Marley loved it anyway. So long as she could see the sky and the stars that would be coming out of hiding later that evening, then she was in the right spot. She managed to take a few more scenic shots from the rooftop before a familiar voice pulled her away from the lens. She turned to see Dani standing there, all dressed up and holding a bottle of wine, and the soft corners of her mouth promptly turned up into a grin. "It really does, doesn't it?" she mused, looking back at their surroundings before moving to greet her with a kiss. "You look beautiful," she whispered, pulling back with her eyes crinkling at the corners. She reached up to touch a soft lock of hair, pink mingling with blonde. "I like when you put color in your hair. It just looks so cool." Okay, she needed to stop gushing. "Do you want help setting those up?" she asked, gesturing to the blankets Dani had brought with her.

Marley looked absolutely breathtaking, as always, and Dani briefly wondered what she had done to deserve this. Surely, neither of them were perfect, and she was sure that things weren´t always going to be easy, but she was happy and that was something she hadn´t thought she´d ever be again. The kiss made her smile and she let Marley play with her hair for a moment, just enjoying the intimacy between them. "Well. I´ll always wear a bit of color for you then," She grinned. "Can´t go on with you thinking that I don´t look cool." Dani teased as she held up the blanket. "Sure. I brought one to sit on and the other in case we get cold. And I brought some wine. Figured it would go well with the cinnamon roles." She placed the bottle, glasses and one of the blankets on the floor before holding the other one out to Marley. "Shall we?"

That got Marley to laugh as she followed after Dani, helping smooth out the blanket placed on the ground before taking the other one offered to her. "I think we shall," she beamed, taking a seat on the blanket beside her. Setting the extra blanket down, she grabbed the box of cinnamon rolls and popped the top open to dish out first one to Dani on a plate, then one for herself. "Is that a dessert wine?" she teased, leaning over to peer at the label on the bottle. "Sorry, that probably sounds silly. I heard it in an old movie once, Grease? One of the common girls was drinking wine while eating some kind of yellow cake called a 'twinkie'."

"You´re adorable, you know that?" Dani was aware that they´ve had this conversation before, but she didn´t mind. She´d rarely ever met anyone as adorable as Marley and just watching her ramble about random stuff made her feel all fuzzy and warm inside. "I´m not sure if it´s a dessert wine, but it tastes good." She then chuckled as she picked up the bottle and opened it, pouring some of the wine into the glasses she had brought before handing on to Marley. "I´m glad we´re doing this," She then smiled, holding up her glass. "To the stars who listen, and to the dreams that are answered." She laughed. "Totally stole that one from a book, now we´re even."

"Fair enough," Marley chuckled, holding up her glass to clink to Dani's before taking a sip. "If it's any consolation, I think that quote is beautiful." She smiled warmly as she cut into her cinnamon bun. This was exactly what she needed tonight - a break from the drama, from her responsibilities both chosen and forced upon her, from the lack of control she seemed to have over everything around her. Tonight, she could just be the girl beside Dani, enjoying her company and that of the stars. "Okay, this is very important - what is your favorite constellation?" she asked, moving to face Dani better as she continued to pick away at her cinnamon roll. "Bonus points if you get to point it out in the sky!"

Dani let out a small chuckle. „It really is a beautiful quote,“ which was why she had remembered it and why it made her think of Marley. She took a sip of the wine and then picked up the cinnamon bun to take a bite. „Ok. These are heavenly,“ She then grinned before tilting her head up towards the sky. „Okay, this isn’t nearly as romantic, but I’ve always loved Orion, but my favorite thing to look for was Orion’s Belt,“ she chuckled. „We learned about it in school as a kid and it was something I could spot from the orphanages rooftop. How about you?“ Dani then added, glancing over at Marley.

"Orion's belt, classic." Marley chuckled, looking up toward the sky with her. With question turned back on her though, she looked thoughtful, biting her lip as she took in the pinprick lights above. "Andromeda," she finally decided. "Now mind you, her story is not the greatest. She's known best as the 'chained woman' in the sky. The mythos behind her is that her father Cepheus and mother Cassiopeia had her chained to the side of this rock on the coast as a sacrifice to appease the god Neptune. Andromeda's mother was really vain and made all of these snooty remarks about being better than Juno, queen of the gods, and... well, anyway, she's left there to atone for the sins of her mother, veritable bait for this sea monster that Neptune sets loose on them. She gets rescued later on by Perseus but honestly that's the least interesting thing about her story." She fell silent for a moment, her expression sobering a bit. "I just think it takes an awfully strong person to take on what others deserve, even when it means pain or worse for them," she murmured, then quickly shook her head. "That took a depressing turn, sorry." She chuckled again. "Maybe we should talk about something lighter."

Dani rested her head on her knees as she listened to Marley. She had heard the story before, but there was something different to it when Marley told it. And maybe it was more real that she had always thought. With magic being a thing, why shouldn’t all the stories from Greek mythology not be true. „No. you’re right. She sounds like a strong woman,“ Dani then smiled as she reached out with her free hand to grab Marley’s hand and intertwine their fingers. „You know. I’m glad we get to do this, go on an actual date,“ She then smiled, bringing Marley’s fingers up to her lips, kissing them. „And just so we can get this out of the way, and I don’t need to put a label on it or anything but...I like the sound of telling people you’re my girlfriend.“ she couldn’t quite hide the grin that spread over her face and damn, she really hadn’t felt this way in a long time. „Only if that’s cool with you,“

Dani's admission had Marley's heart swelling in her chest, but it was hard not to notice the apprehension that accompanied it. The last time someone had wanted to 'go public' about being with her... well, the whole situation had been a mess for a variety of reasons. Even now, no matter her circumstances, relationships seemed to be messy, romantic or not. It was unavoidable. And maybe that was all the more reason to be okay with it and just... be together. Dani wasn't those boys she'd dated before (she wasn't even a boy) and aside from that surprise kiss back at New Year's, she'd been nothing but kind and patient towards her. No pressure. 'Oh hell, you're already labeled a rebel by the rest of the fae and you've pissed off other people enough to not give a damn anymore. Just say yes!' she thought, her own smile warming. "I'd be okay with that," she agreed, heart hammering nervously in her chest. But really, with everything she'd seen and experienced in the last few years, was there really anything left to be scared of?

Dani‘s last relationship had failed spectacularly and really, she had never been good at staying in one place, but now that she was forced to stay at NYADA she had time to let this relationship with Marley develop. And the truth was: even if she didn’t have to stay she’d stay for Marley. Dani could feel herself blushing at that thought as she pulled the other woman in for a kiss, letting her eyes fall shut for a moment. „Good.“ She then replied. „Great even.“ Once she had pulled back her lips were still curved into a smile. „You taste like cinnamon,“ She then told Marley as she picked up her wine glass to take a sip. „You know...I came here swearing I wouldn’t let anyone close. And now look at me. I’ve got friends. And you just...slipped right past that wall I built up. Effortlessly. It’s like...“ Dani let out a laugh. „...it’s like magic.“

That got another laugh out of Marley. "Magic... that must be what it feels like for-" She stopped herself before saying the word 'humans'. Her relationship with them, with commons, seemed ever-changing, and rarely in a positive trend of a direction. She let that go in favor of focusing on Dani's sentiments instead. "I know what you mean though. I was so upset about coming here originally... I guess some days I still am a little upset, but for different reasons. Anyway, I was bound and determined that I would stick to myself, focus on my end goal of getting out of here. But people were so unexpectedly kind to me... some of them were cruel, mind you, but a lot of them were nice. I ended up making friends with people I never would've expected. Done things I never thought I'd do. Changed in ways I never thought possible." She smiled softly, reaching up to brush Dani's hair away from her face, letting her fingertips linger as they brushed through the tendrils. "My life never became any less complicated but I was a lot less alone."

Dani nodded slightly. „I know exactly what you mean,“ She’d never let anyone close, had always worried and dealt with her problems alone, but now she wasn’t alone, and while there was still a lot that she kept to herself having the possibility to talk to someone seemed nice. When Marley touched her cheek Dani turned her head, pressing her lips to the other woman’s fingertips. „You know. Of all the magic I’ve ever seen or felt, this,“ she gestured between them. „Is my favorite kind,“Dani’s lips curved into a smile and she eventually leaned in, pressing her lips against Marleys. She tasted like cinnamon and wine and Dani couldn’t help but think that, if Amortentia existed, hers would smell like exactly that. Cinnamon and wine.May 24, 2018

Marley could've pointed out how cliche that phrase technically was but what was the point when she felt it too? So she just let her chuckle die at the back of her throat as Dani leaned back in to kiss her again. She wanted nothing more than to stow away everything about their moment there on the rooftop to the deep recesses of her mind, to call back to whenever things at NYADA went haywire or she felt discouraged or alone. There was just something incredibly uplifting about knowing that Dani was there on and by her side. She lost track of the kisses until realizing she hadn't even shown off her surprise yet. "Oh! You wanna see something cool?" she asked, a little short of breath as she pulled back.

There was something about Marley that made it all seem so easy. That made Dani forget about everything bad that had ever happened to her, even if it would only last for a moment. It almost felt like Marley was becoming her safe place and somewhere, deep down, she knew this was dangerous, to make someone, a person, her safe place, but it was like she had no choice in the matter whatsoever. And she didn´t mind as much as she should have. When they finally pulled apart she was grinning widely, nodding as Marley spoke. "Yeah, sure." She replied, a little out of breath.

Marley beamed and disentangled herself from Dani to cross the roof to the nearest potted plant. She bent down and whispered, "<<Give it a glow.>>" One by one, the tightly wound buds of each plant unfurled into white blooms which appeared luminescent under the light of the moon. They added to the ambiance in a way that felt uniquely like her. And while those flowers had once provoked a rise of shame and embarrassment in her, now they just made her smile. They had better memories attached to them nowadays. "Moon flowers," she explained as she came to sit back down with Dani, her eyes dancing with the light provided by their plant friends. "Normally they bloom under the light of the moon but I wanted to surprise you so I asked them nicely to wait."

Dani waited for Marley to get whatever she had planned going and when she finally saw what the other had planned she couldn´t hide the awe on her face. The plants that started to glow were absolutely beautiful and Dani couldn´t quite help the way she teared up at the gesture. It was probably the most romantic, and also the sweetest, thing anyone had ever done for her and she bit her lip as she reached out for Marley´s hand, tangling their fingers together. "They´re beautiful." She then whispered. "Wait...you asked them?" She then returned with a smile turning to look at the plants. "Well, tell them thank you. This is perfect,"

“Plant talker,” Marley confirmed with a small chuckle, leaning over to press a kiss to her temple as she squeezed her hand. It seemed so silly now that there could’ve ever been something negative attached to her memories of moon flowers when tonight was just so damn perfect and beautiful. Maybe the moon flowers weren’t cursed after all. Maybe she was finally getting something right. “I can tell them later. Right now, all I wanna talk to and think about is you... and these amazing cinnamon rolls.”

There was something about this that made Dani´s stomach flutter. She was learning more and more things about Marley and that made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside. They were getting closer and closer and she wasn´t even minding, in fact she was welcoming the growth in their relationship, something she hadn´t thought was possible with anyone when she had come to NYADA. Her lips curved into a smile and she picked up a cinnamon roll, holding it out for Marley to take a bite. "You know, that sounds like the best thing I´ve heard all week."

[cutesyhunter]

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

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

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

1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Sammy, where’d you come from?”

“I’ve been in here.” Sammy said

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

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

Her confused inner ramblings had been interrupted by Sammy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Looking at it she couldn’t help but sigh again, at her earlier thinking.

Sammy was staring at her again “What’s with that look?”

“oh it’s nothing…I’m just thinking” She told him

“is there something wrong with the recording?” He asked

“No of course not…I just don’t know what to say for the recording.” She said honestly to him

“Can I see it?” He asked, confusing her for a second time in the span of ten minutes

“Um…sure” She handed it to him, much to her embarrassed dismay, he pressed rewind and play on one she’d done the first day she got the thing.

(static) (rustling)

“Hi…(giggle) I’m Mary. Mary McConnell…(Strained laughter)”

Sammy looked at her, she’d turned into a shade of red that matched her hair, he gave her an amused look, making her turn deeper red somehow, when the recording stopped laughing his attention was back on the static words

“I (pfft)…(Throat clearing) I believe I should start at the beginning that’s how all stories start after all (Nervous giggle), my younger sister…well twin sister, Minnie got me this job. I was really struggling with keeping jobs, I’m pretty clumsy… (snort from laughter, throat clearing) I didn’t expect to keep this job let alone Minnie to keep this job, but seeing so much fire and passion when I see her drawing and trying to get it done, I feel so proud and, I feel like I could do this too! “

(…)

“Oh this sounds so unprofessional!-“

(static of being turned off)

Sammy looked up at her again, she was incredibly red in the face, like every drop of her blood had decided to rest in her face instead of throughout.

“I think you should keep it up, it doesn’t sound unprofessional and has a lot of personality” He placed the recorder back in her hand

It took a minute to process, did-did Sammy just encourage her?

“Don’t you have to go back to drawing?” He interrupted her thoughts again, with a really good point

“Oh that’s right! I left Minnie to finish the scene!” Mary took off leaving Sammy to his sheet music, and to hold in a chuckle at the tape being so sincere it hurt.

2

Mary and Minnie had a fight

when they had fights they couldn’t be in the same room without a glaring contest.

This week it was about Minnie getting a gold tooth which Mary thought was a dumb idea when they should be saving money

They’d had fights at work before, it’d put the studio even more behind schedule combined with the ink spilling on everything, with two of their animators fighting.

So when stuff like this occurred she helped another co-worker, with literally anything else.

Wally with cleaning: She hated this one since Wally would start to laze around when she helped. It was annoying. She liked him but his laziness should not be a thing when everyone was working hard.

Norman with his projection: She liked it a great deal since Norman was a real swinger of a guy. Only when she snuck up on her is when she didn’t like the work, editing was one of her favorite things when working with him, he’d talk about his family and such. Sometimes he’d tell her suspicions of Joey doing something, but she thought Norman was being Paranoid, it was making her a bit paranoid actually.

Sammy and Jack: They were okay to work for, she mostly went and got blank sheet music, mostly Jack since Sammy kept giving her a glare. Jack reassuring it was no hard feelings Sammy just didn’t like distractions when working. Mary was sure he just didn’t like her. She didn’t do this job often.

Any other jobs she had no experience with and therefore not trusted with the job

Today she was working with Norman, she was nagging about Minnie

“I mean who does that? get a gold tooth in a drunken stupor at a time like this? I mean I told her not to do something like that!”

Norman just silently listened as she complained, it wasn’t any worse than what his wife complained about.

“and she’s just so irresponsible most of the time, I mean can’t for once she do as she’s told or be at least a little responsible for her actions!” Mary fumed

“Ya both young, ya can ‘fford to be stupid” Norman said looking at the film for any imperfections

“Yes! I know that! But in these trying times we have to be cautious but Minnie is anything but that!”

Norman wondered if his own daughter was going to be like this when she hit puberty

“M’ybe ya need to t’ke a step back, ‘nd just calm down doll”

“I can’t when I’m so livid at her!” She fumed “This isn’t the first time! The last time she was in a drunken stupor she gambled away her paycheck! She bets all this money for some big thing thinking she might be able to save us out of this depression when she can’t!”

“‘ave ya told Minnie about this?” Norman asked

“Yes! She’s does this time and time again still!” She huffed out frustrated

Norman pat her on the back to get her attention “‘ave ya been firm with her?”

“…I think so?”

Norman noticed when he was walking and kind sneaking around. his observations with the twins were, Minnie was irresponsible but so good at reading people.

Mary was more of a doormat, but was such a sweetheart.

It was disconcerting since it Joey seemed to target what he considered weakness, one of the things Norman observed that Joey considered a weakness was kindness.

It didn’t surprise Norman that Minnie didn’t want Mary alone in a room with Joey, it was sweet of Minnie but something else Norman noticed was that since Minnie protected Mary all the time, it made the woman completely blind to the danger she was in.

“Mary do ya know wh’t Joey is like?” He questioned

“Well I know he’s a flirty gentlemen that knows how to flatter a lady” Norman had to stop his from snapping at her and getting whiplash “I really hope he fixes all the problems that are going on…someday…so he’d unreliable…”

Mary’s hand rested on her chin as she looked to the side with melancholy, she was thinking about it but to Norman it was obvious she didn’t want to see the bad in him, but she could see it. She didn’t want to say it, in case he was around the corner and fire her.

Norman considers his next question “Do ya think he’s suspicious at ‘ll?”

Mary looked at him smelling another theory of his “Should he?”

Shaking his head “I mean who gets a’ ink m’chine that causes more h’rm than good? Who m’kes his employees work overtime for getting the thing?”

“I don’t ask, I just do my job” Mary huffed out

They were both silent for a good moment

“Hey!” Both of them jumped, looking down at Jack, the lyricist.

“Can one of you go the melodies from Sammy if he’s done?”

Both of them wrinkled their noses at the terrible smell coming off Jack

“I will” She said trying not to show how bad he smelled, and avoid the conversation with Norman further

Once she left, Norman sighed, he really hopped the woman would be ok.

Pro: Her and Minnie made up by the end of the day

Con: Mary didn’t know how to feel about Joey anymore, but she really didn’t want to be fired so she was to stay quiet and try to stay positive.

3

Mary could almost swear that Sammy didn’t like her or Minnie, he always had this frown when she saw him, it could also have to do with the fact that he was always covered in just as much ink as she did at the end of the day. Maybe even more since she could sometimes still see the color under the black, but Sammy looked like a big walking ink stain.

Maybe she could get him some new shirts for a holiday if she knew his measurements?

Shaking her head of the thoughts as she continued sowing in the break room, she had another job to do, sewing by commission, she and Minnie couldn’t live if Joey kept ‘forgetting’ to give them their paychecks.

But they had jobs at least.

When the door opened she didn’t look up, far too focused on sewing.

“May I join you?”

She looked up to see Jack, the lyricist. He didn’t have the funky smell so she didn’t realize tit would be him.

“It’s just so quiet in her for once”

“Sure I don’t mind the company” Mary nodded, she heard him sit down, and went back to sewing.

She was so in the zone she didn’t hear another person come in, that is until they started talking to her

“Mary!” She jumped at her name, she looked at Jack only to find Sammy with him

“I’ve been calling you for the past two minutes. You in your own wonderland or something?” Sammy sighed

“you…know my name?” She couldn’t quite get over that shocked since she’d never heard him call her

“Of course I know your name, I’m gonna have to work with you, only an idiot wouldn’t learn the names of their coworkers”

Mary had to resit the urge to think about how she didn’t remember her customers names well

“As I was asking” He interrupted her thoughts “How does it sound?”

Sammy played a song on his banjo

Mary thought of the music lingo she did know.

“Maybe change the tempo to make it sound happier more…high pitched?”

Sammy seemed to sorta understand “You know music?”

“Only a little I can play guitar decently…”

Sammy shrugged at the realization

“I change my hobbies often so…yeah…” She awkwardly stopped that thought

Jack was looking between the two surprised they were getting along a little, and it was interesting. So his next thoughts were

“Can you sing?” Jack got closer to Mary with his sheet music

“…uuuuh” Mary shrugged, putting her needles down “ I could give it a shot?”

Mary sung the lyrics softly and tried to seem like she knew what she was doing

“I take it singing isn’t one of your hobbies?” Jack joked making Mary huff pouting

“Well it’s nice enough” Sammy mumbled

“…thank you?” she said trying not to sound a little offended

“Then again this song isn’t really for you, so when we have a song for you we’ll practice.”

Mary raised an eyebrow at the statement, it later hit her during dinner that Sammy had invited her to play music with them.

Pro: She had a theory that Sammy didn’t hate her. She might have made some new friends!

Con: Maybe she was wrong and he did hate her but right now she could think of no con!

4

About 4 months since the girls had been hired, a lot of things had changed, even if their boss was still terrible, the building while also terrible had gotten bigger, but their relationships with the other employees had gotten better, Mary, Jack and Sammy had gotten pretty close with their jam sessions and even allowed her to play guitar when it was time to use it. Mary would give hugs and had planned to make clothes when it was a holiday, and Minnie while not as affectionate was a great conversationalist with the others.

A few months into the new year a young woman had been hired to do voices for the characters since according to Joey both the women were terrible with changing their voices, both grumbling that they weren’t that terrible…

“Hello, It’s nice to meet to capable…albeit it similar pretty women” Mary smiled shyly pushing her hair to the side, Minnie frowned at the flattery

Her name was Susie Campbell, Mary thought she was friendly enough when they interacted in the recording room but like with Joey, Minnie got a feeling from the woman, probably because she was with Joey far more than any person in Minnie’s opinion should be.

That however was all Minnie got from Susie, she overall seemed to be a happy person who had a certain passion for her work that Minnie admired, playing a ton of the background characters that Mary nor Minnie could do. Even gave them some tips on how to change their voices, and get better at it.

After two months there was a new character for Susie to voice over, Alice Angel.

Mary was happy for her new friend, Minnie secretly hopped that meant Mary Mirror would be on screen more often, Mary Mirror was basically an everyman, the one you gave the background jobs to, the one who would switch sides depending on the episode; that is what she’d created her for in a way, since Mary herself tended to reflect the people she was around or whatever hobby she was doing that day bringing out the best in others, it was kind of obnoxious how she couldn’t stick to one hobby but it was also what made Mary herself. Even though it was how Minnie had written her she still wanted Mary more on the screen.

She wondered, if Joey ever felt like this since he created the characters, the idea made her skin crawl with disgust that they were in any single way alike.

Mary and Minnie had also watched what they hopped was a romance since they had once up in the projectionist room seen something amazing:

Both women had squinted to see if they weren’t seeing things

Sammy was…smiling?

When they saw that, they both broke out into smiles that took up the majority of their faces

There was no way they were going to let this slip through the cracks

“I’m going to tell him” Minnie smirked like a dork

“Don’t you dare!” Mary slapped her sisters shoulder

*

Mary wasn’t per say overshadowed but she still kinda took a backseat to Alice especially in the recording room since it seemed Alice too priority, which did annoy Minnie when drawing the scenes, especially when Susie started to sound like she thought Alice was better than Mary when she hadn’t even been on screen for very long! She wasn’t even done with her voiced lines yet!

“I think you’re overreacting…” Mary said after a few hours of complaining at home

“No I’m not!”

“She’s just happy to have a toon she connects to” Mary tried to calm her down

“That’t not an excuse to be rude! Yes Alice could be big like Sammy said, but so can you!”

Mary beamed shyly flattered at Minnie

“And if she’d rude and goes to interviews she’ll most likely ruin Alice before she’s even on the screen”

Mary decided for now this was a probable lost cause with her argument, so she just went to bed, leaving Minnie to fume

Minnie hopped that Susie got her comeuppance for being such a prick.

*

Minnie was walking down the hall trying to find another route to keep the papers clean

Rounding the corner, she suddenly heard muffled talking, which was strange since no one was around here, and rarely came this way, she saw a door starting to open and hid behind the corner.

She saw Susie adjusting her buttons, with Joey coming out behind her, Minnie suddenly hated Joey a lot more than before, but thinking about Mary and how much they both needed these jobs stopped her from running to slap his stupid head off.

*

Minnie couldn’t even speak to Susie, she was pretty sure she’d blurt out something that would get them both fired, but now every time Joey got close to Mary, she’d get in-between them.

There would be no more of Joey flirting with Mary, telling her she was pretty as a flower or that Mary and Mary Mirror would be going places, if he thought he could get away with it, he was dead wrong.

Mary might get mad at her for being rude, but she’d rather be seen as rude than Joey doing the same thing to Susie to Mary.

He could go screw himself!

*

“You know you shouldn’t trust him” Minnie said when she got Susie alone once

Susie looked offended “What are you scared that I’ll be better than your stupid little mirror”

Minnie would let that one slide, she’d let a lot of things slide right now

“No. I’m scared for you, you’ve lost weight, you’re a shade paler than before, and I get the feeling Joey has something to do with this!”

“Joey is going to make me a star!”

“Who cares!? You were happy when people liked Alice! What happened to that! Now you just want to be some star that no one will know who you are!”

“That’s not true! No one will know who you are since you’re just a pathetic little animator! With just as pathetic of a character!”

Okay that hurt, Minnie’s frowned, trying very hard not to get angry and just punch Susie in the face, it’d certainly make her feel better, she didn’t understand; Susie was passionate about her work and was a good person at first, was being with Joey making her like this? Or was she becoming blind to how people were?

“I hope you get your comeuppance soon.” Minnie grrr-ed out, leaving without punching Susie in the face

*

“Minnie? What’s wrong?” Mary asked her crying sister as she hugged the taller woman

*

“Everyone I’d like you to meet you’re new co-worker, Alison Pendle”

Okay maybe not that kind of comeuppance, when Minnie wanted her to get it. There was an air of awkwardness, as Mary sat with her new co-star Allison Pendle, she was trying to great the other woman and be polite but the red heads felt too awkward to interact or bring up the incident in front of Susie who they hadn’t seen for a while, then again whenever they did see her she glared at them like they were an enemy to her.

Minnie just growled back, pulled her sister to the other side of the road so they can get to work.

*

“Did I do something to make you not like me?” Allison asked Mary as she was about to exit the recording room, so Allison could voice Alice

Mary looked at Allison, she considers it, Susie had been a real jerk before she left, but everyone agreed, Susie hadn’t deserved that, so to try to make friends with the new VA seemed like a real betrayal to but since no one had seen Susie for a few days she guessed she should at least talk to the woman.

“No, Ma’am you didn’t it’s just that…” Mary looked to the side, thinking

Allison looked curiously at Mary, her lips quirked up into a reassuring small smile.

“Don’t worry about it, we’ll talk about it when I get done with the script. Deal?”

Mary considered Allison’s words, if she was going to be Mary’s co-star now, then Mary might as well get along with her.

“Okay” Mary mumbled bashfully

Putting a new spring in Allison’s step when they exchanged goodbye’s

*

The literal moment that Mary sat down to do some work is when Allison showed up:

“Hello”

Mary looked behind her to see who it was, Allison stood in the door way leaning against the frame, Mary couldn’t help but think about Minnie doing that

“Hello Allison” Mary gave a small shy smile to the woman, pushing her hair behind her ear

Allison raised her eyebrow, she’d noticed that everyone used her first name despite being new

“Why are you using my first name? Isn’t that a little rude?” She asked

“oh, my apologizes, it’s a habit Joey has encouraged in all the employees to make us closer, he’ll encourage you as well. Its honesty a nice idea since I feel closer to everyone” She babbled slightly since she was nervous, twiddling her thumbs more vigorously

“Oh that’s why” Allison crossed her arms thinking

There was a moment of silence that made Mary look back and forth awkwardly

“Did you need something?” She blurted

Allison shrugged “I just wanted to get to know my co-star a little better, and wonder why everyone’s giving me strange looks, and you seemed like the one least likely to snap at me”

“oh I um see” Mary put her hands in her lap

“So why is there so much tension?” Allison stood a little closer to Mary

Mary scratched her cheek and decided it was better she knew

“Well the previous star, Susie had voiced a few episodes and everyone was pretty used to her, but you came in like…really suddenly Joey had literally told no one until you came in a few weeks ago”

When Mary had said that, Allison’s face instantly understood but then she frowned deeply

“Wait you said she voiced a few episodes?”

“At least three but she’d been here for three months”

“Why would he change the voice actor so suddenly?”

“I don’t know, maybe he didn’t like how Susie sounded and didn’t want to tell her”

Allison wondered if Mary wasn’t the brightest bulb here

“And-“ Mary began getting Allison’s attention “I didn’t really ask since I really want to keep this job” Mary twiddled her thumbs again looking to the side sadly

Allison shook her head, she looked at what Mary had been working on earlier in the day, looking for anything to really get off the subject

“Is this Miss Mirror?” Allison points to the page, of Mary Mirror putting a hat on a stand and putting on a bartender uniform.

“Oh yes! I was just about to get back to the animation”

“She’s cute” Allison commented looking back at the actual person then held in her laughter that Mary was wearing the same clothes today

“What’s so funny?” Mary asked curiously

“Nothing” Allison chuckled “Are her and Alice friends?”

“It depends on the episode” Mary said concentrating on where her next line should go next

“Can I make some suggestions for the next episode?”

It took Mary a moment to let the question sink in “Of course!”

*

Minnie came in later to see Allison chatting with Mary as she drew, they noticed the semi-stunned sister

“Minnie! Allison’s been giving me tons of ideas for the next few episodes! Can we do them!?”

Minnie blinked at the quick sketch of Alice and Mary in matching black dresses

“I figured the only other female character could share the spotlight for a bit.”

Minnie decided she liked Allison

Pro: Mary had a new friend and she was so cool!

Con: She had no idea what happened to susie… She really hoped the woman was ok

5

Mary, Jack and Sammy were having their Jam session for the next cartoon, Allison was watching entertained, sometimes humming the tune. Minnie was at the door thinking of a good idea that Joey wouldn’t agree with but she was thinking about it. Kind of memorizing the positions

She wasn’t interested in the tune, Minnie noticed.

Minnie saw that Allison was focusing on Sammy, she knew that look on Allison’s face a little too well, another layer of awkwardness was now forming at the fact Susie was no longer there, but Minnie shrugged it off since as Mary said ‘sammy deserves someone great!’ and if Allison was that, great, but now Minnie wanted to go buy some shot gun ammo if Susie thought they’d set them up. Which they weren’t, just silently watching and cheering for them

They’d gotten a few cartoons done now, but Joey hadn’t released any of the ones with Mary as a Main character, so Mary Mirror still was just in the background. And the ones with her as a front character also was getting overshadowed.

Minnie had to pay Norman just to watch her own cartoons, with her own character. Mary would watch too but she kept reassuring the younger twin that Mary Mirror would someday see the light of day as they watched the butcher gang carry Mary and Alice to their secret hideout.

Minnie hopped so, truly but she hates Joey and she gets the feeling he hates her guts.

Letting out a huff, she didn’t realize the music had stopped when it did.

“You’re all really good” Allison clapped

Sammy let’s out a huff like ‘of course’, Mary just put her hair behind her ear, Jack smiled.

Minnie couldn’t help but smile at the group, they were really adorable, and hard working. She wanted with every bone in her body to show how hard working everyone in the building was, and to her it was to get one of the cartoons featuring all the characters out. If joey was going to screw her over, he shouldn’t be allowed to screw over his own company!

Minnie suddenly had an even better idea, she runs off, before she could leave to go home with Mary.

*

Mary waited with Allison outside, since the other woman didn’t think Mary should be alone outside, especially with it snowing.

Finally Minnie came out looking really shell shocked

“Minnie? Minnie?” Mary waved in front of her face

“Is she ok?” Allison asked Mary

“I don’t know” Mary was concerned

Mary convinced Allison to help her carry Minnie back home

*

When they got Minnie home, she just silently got dressed for bed and just laid on her bed, that is until she woke up Mary in the middle of the night.

“I got Joey to agree to air Mary Mirror!”

“That’s great Minnie, but can’t you save it until morning?”

*

Only privately and for tickets, but Minnie persuaded him to let her air it at the one place Minnie knew it would at least be appreciated.

“The Purple Pig?” Mary said with this very obvious annoyance, she was very angry

“That speak easy that you not only got persuaded to get a gold tooth but almost. Gambled. Your savings away”

Minnie would let Mary be angry for now, since she did have reason to be.

“It’s not like that this time, I’m not going drinking or a winning streak, I’m going there to really do something…good…for the studio” Minnie didn’t like how that sounded but it was the only way she could think of to convince her

“That sounds like you convinced Joey to let you go drinking and gambling”

“No Mary, I mean it. I’ll even invite your friends!”

Mary looked over at the door not knowing how anyone would take a speak-easy, hell it makes her nervous that Joey knows Minnie is like this

“Not your work friends” Minnie said. “Your old friends, I want them to see Mary Mirror and all the other characters”

“Alice, Bendy and Boris” Mary scolded slightly.

“I know their names” Minnie huffs “The point is, we’re going to create buzz so that Joey will let Mary Mirror on screen more often.”

“Won’t it just be promoting the cartoons in general?” Mary pointed out

Minnie huffed out like she was frustrated “Can we go do that or not? Cause last I checked I’m a grown woman and you’re not my mother.”

Mary let out her own huff, she too was frustrated “Only if I see no drink in your hand and no money.”

“Fine, Fine. I’ll give you my wallet and my word. Deal?”

Mary didn’t know if Minnie’s ‘word’ was worth much but her wallet was a start.

“Yeah, Deal” The sister shook on it.

*

How they got Norman to lend them a projection was beyond them. But he gave them the warning like two children “You bust my projector. I’ll bust both of your asses!”

Which was honestly fair enough, they broke the equipment they could never afford to replace it, which was why Minnie was in charge of it, with Mary’s butterfingers they were almost guaranteeing they’d owe some money.

“So what’s the password this time?” Mary asked

“I’ll tell him the password” Minnie told her, arms empty for once today she’d gotten there earlier with Norman since he didn’t trust her with his equipment, which again was fair. He however now knew, that one of the girls, most likely Minnie knew the owner of said speak easy

Said woman who he suspected didn’t seem to care.

As they walked down the slightly damp street it almost getting dark, they spotted one of Mary’s friends.

“Larry!” Mary called to the bigger man, running over to him, he opened his arms for the incoming hug that he saw coming, he spun her around as best he could, she was a good head taller than him.

“Mary! It’s wonderful to see ya darlin’!” She giggled at him “It’s wonderful to see you too!” she said

Minnie caught up to her running sister

“And wonderful to see you as well” He gave Minnie a hug too, making it a group hug

“Larry, you’re crushing me!” Minnie joked, making fake coughing sounds. He released both of them, laughing “I apologize! I suppose I don’t know my own strength!” He flexed jokingly making both the women stifle their laughter

“Did you wait out here?” Mary asked

“Well, Yes I wanted to be sure you both made it” Larry scratched his head

“we’re both here, let’s just go inside.” Minnie walked past them, and up to the door giving a secret knock

Larry and Mary came up behind her just as the peep hole slid open

“Password.”

“Swine fly.” Minnie said, the two looked at each other, raising an eyebrow at such a strange password

The man on the other side closed the peep hole and opened the door, Mary recognized the guy from last time she had to drag Minnie home.

He stared at them as they passed, he tipped her hat and he nodded at her

“Where my hoodlums at!”

Most of the people cheered and called Minnie’s name, Mary couldn’t help but wonder if she was hanging out at this place too much, not that these guys weren’t bad influences, some where actually sweethearts but in a place like this it made Mary slap her face

Mary spotted her friends, she waved at them, which they returned. Larry and her joined them

Mary pulled both of them in a hug since they were both small enough for her to do that

“Scarlett! Gary! It’s so wonderful to see you both!”

Gary sourly grumbled, Scarlett pat Mary’s arm

She let them both go “How’s the baby?” Mary asked Scarlett

“Rose’s all good girlo, I love her, but mommy needs a night out by herself. Also I figured her and Daddy needed a bonding night” Scarlett chuckled

Gary cut their conversation short “So you’ve been hold up in some studio with your sister, doing who knows what in a stained dress, and looking a shade paler than usual, to be blunt; hope your cartoons are good”

Scarlett slapped him on the back of the head for his bluntness, he was going to make Mary cry! She could already see the tears prick at the mention of ‘ink stained dress’

“What this tackless baboon is trying to say is we’re worried, we hardly hear from you in days and when it’s about your job, the stuff we do hear makes the place sound like a health hazard, I know the job market and money is bad right now, but I-“

Larry and Gary coughed

“-we. Don’t want you to go into a far too early grave” Scarlett finished

“And genuinely hope you’re doing a good job” she added

Mary twiddled her thumbs “Well sometimes they’re good, but with the rushed deadlines and the ink always making us redo it, we try our best but sometimes they do end up crummy”

Gary let out a huff looking sympathetic “ah terrible bosses, can’t work with them” He pat her back, he too had to deal with a awful boss, he was thankful that he wasn’t on the level with Mary and Minnie had to deal with “Maybe you could sue him later”

Mary flicked Gary’s hand making him mumble “ow”

“Don’t even joke you jerk” She giggled putting her fingers around a few of his own

They all gave each other smiles

“All right hoodlums! I hope you’re ready for these cartoons! Me and My sister worked on these so we hope you like them!”

Minnie jumped out from in front of the projector and gramophone, as a friend who had a little knowledge on the projector played play, as Minnie joined Mary and her friends, Salty joined them as well.

“We got this” Minnie pushed Mary with her knuckles making her giggle

Everyones attention went to the cheerful music and Bendy’s face coming up, now only time could tell

*

It had been a pretty good turnout, despite the animation having some of the ‘crummy’ ones in it, everyone laughed when they were supposed to, cheer when they were supposed to, and laughed when they noticed a very adult joke in one of them.

When the cartoon would end for an intermission, Mary and Minnie would get pats on the backs for their good work, since they did know most everyone here save for a few.

Before they both knew it, the cartoons were over. The twins gave each other a smile at the successful night.

Mary’d even been talked to by a few beautiful people, once a man and woman back to back.

“D-did it just get hotter in here?” She asked Minnie who was laughing at Mary waving her face and pulling her collar to let the heat out

It was a great night, that they couldn’t wait to tell about the next day, even if Joey didn’t agree to air them again for a while

[xtreme-icecream]

lls2 ep 1 meta recap post?

Intro: last night (oct 7, 2017, around 10pm PHT) i was pseudo-liveblogging on the first episode of love live sunshine season 2, posting caps and spouting dirt-tier memes when my good ol pal @sabraee (y’all know her as miki also check out her metapost) dropped into my dm’s, also in the middle of digesting the ep, and said to me something to the effect of “hey dude you should totally make some meta posts”

like a day later, here i am, trying my hand at the whole LLS meta talk business

yea this is a screencap from the ep and this is what my irrelevant captions look like. also, sunrise visual pun! symbolic? uh yea

I’m crap at intros! hi im xtreme-icecream, known by some as nick, my only background in metanalysis posting is that one post i made last year about ep 9. join me for some serious dang nerd talk about LLS: Lyrical Lesbian Saga!

Before we begin the season I think it would be useful to bring up Sunshine’s big themes, what the story is supposed to make you think about and what drives it. From season 1 we can glean, roughly and in my crude, breezy language:

This is very important: There’s Nothing In The Country. City Folk Have It All. (Fight For Your Folks In The Boonies. No One Else Will.)

You can’t follow the footsteps of your idols if the roads have changed. Chika took a beating (in her heart) to get in her head that five years of competitive evolution and their own circumstances mean Aqours can never be μ's 2.0.

“Shining” (and what it means)

something zero to one. something out of nothing.

Sunshine is going to come back to these concepts again and again because that’s what the story is about, and we gotta keep that in mind when we analyze a storyline. What’s it trying to show us bout This Thing? What aspect of This Thing are we talking about this episode? etc. Season 2 may have new themes, probs does, and if they’re woven in well we’ll be able to figure out what they are.

Ok cool we are equipped to Dig In. The episode opens with Chika.

this paper plane is a new thing. we’ll be seeing it a lot. it means something, but a sloppy caption isn’t the place to talk about that so just remember it

Spoiler alert: It’s a dream sequence. She’s wondering what makes people shine. As if picking up right where the last season left off, Chika’s in her Mirai Ticket outfit. She’s running toward either the paper plane or the light, and as the former disappears into the latter, she laments how close she was to reaching it. Real-world Chika is crying at this point, and as a teardrop falls, it destroys the fragile glass footing of the Chika in her dream.

The fall shakes her awake, and after she catches her breath, Shiitake barks at her and... wakes her up again?

Anomaly: This is the first episode of the season. Studios typically devote a good chunk of their budget relative to the rest of the season on the first and last episodes. That said, Shiitake is not there at all when Chika falls off her bed, and I doubt that they’d make a scene transition error like that right in the start of the season. A subtle blur effect also frames the above shot with Shiitake. Maybe she was dreaming half-awake, maybe dreaming of dreaming will mean something later down the line, just. This was odd.

Shiitake aside, Chika’s dream is a very visual scene, especially remembering that the closing shot of Mirai Ticket last season was Chika running and reaching a light in the distance. Aside from the costume and the light, her outstretched hand and the paper plane will also be recurring motif shots, in this episode at least.

And the atmosphere of the dream is just the beginning.

More importantly, she’s late. 

Also in a first episode, and especially for a character-driven story like Sunshine, Sunrise wants everyone to get a feel of these girls’ characters. I will say right now that not much really happens in the first episode this time around, and if I’m right, it will because the plot was right up there with character establishment when it came to their first episode goals.

In a nice example of this, right off the bat we can see Mari, Dia and Kanan’s dynamic as Fiery Responsible StuCo President, Prime Memer Director, and the Godsent Voice of Calm and Reason, respectively. This is easy mode, though, cause it’s one of the most vivid, natural... organic... free-range character dynamics in Aqours.

Also exposited in this scene are the following: new season (term), chika’s Still late, and they lost the regional prelims (the participation prizes were ridiculous i love it). Mari overhears the first years talking about this and tells everyone to shut up in English because the next Love Live is now right around the corner!

And then Chika arrives and answers the question on everyone’s minds: Are they up for the next one?

Heck Yeah Boi

this shot is a fav of mine because not only did they dedicate time and effort into designing 6 classes’ worth of girls to keep the consistency when they strike this cute formation, but also because you can see the symptoms of Uranohoshi’s fatal and terminal disease right there. Aqours is about a fifth of the whole student body, and there’s a steep, steady decline in new students when you look at how many first, second, and third years we have here.

Back to the story, note that Chika’s idea of the future sounds like this right now: enter Love Live, do awesome, save the school and then Shine the best they can. Oh Chika.

And now, the fresh new OP.

Okay as visual I am when it comes to these things, there’s not much to pick apart here. I could gush plenty about how Sunrise has evolved with their production and talk about the choreo, but that’s not what the post is about. The two caps above are the only two really (immediately) noteworthy things there that might have more meaning than ‘damn does this look cool or what’

The girls running to the light and the paper plane, and the third years’ fountain. (The latter strikes me as an ‘aw look that’s their Spot look how they’ve grown’ kind of thing.)

Don’t ask me about the song lyrics, i dont know

Back to Plot

can i just say!! i loved it when she said ‘that was perfect, zura’. idk why i cant even tell if she was sarcastic or not but ruby is cheering! her! on!!

Practice time! We see Yoshiko make her first chuuni excuse of the season and that Hanamaru is not really that athletic. Ruby is an angel. Character establishment enough.

While discussing the future of Aqours’ course, Dia brings up, in a very smart and opportunistic way (inspired by μ's? maybe), that the open house is coming up soon and it would be a great place to have a little performance. Chika is totally behind this, and now that’s the plan, team.

Meanwhile, Mari gets an ominous phone call...

no one even Looks at this. no one at all.

Aqours hangs out at the bus stop and find their newest dilemma: the open house is fast approaching and the season is cutting their already short practice times even shorter. they don’t mull over it very long because Chika has Got this guys.

Also in this scene, there’s a pretty notable chunk of time devoted to Riko explaining her mom’s newfound friendship with Yoshiko’s mom and teasing Yoshiko over Her Dark Past as a Young Fiendling. I haven’t figured out the purpose of this scene, because we get a split-second look at Yoshiko’s room later in the episode anyway if that’s what they want to show, and her streaming thing doesn’t need this much time to bring up. I suspect they’re setting up for a future plot development (cool), but either way, this is a good piece of character development.

Another thing that took an unusually big amount of time is the shot of Kanan noticing something wrong with Mari. I swear it’s five seconds longer than it needs to be, and five seconds for an anime reaction shot is A Lot.

Dia, for some reason, notices much later. Not in this scene.

What comes of all this is a little later. First, the Beach

Motha Fokin Parallelism

Yeah, parallelism. Riko wild introductory scene in LLS1 gets plenty of echoes here that I doubt I really need to provide pics for. Do the events in the scene and the dialogue do the same, though?

(It can’t, because in Riko’s version the dialogue was “oh my god she’s going to die” “*determined yelling” and “stop, you’ll die”)

Here Chika discusses with Riko how, even if it was just for a second, singing with everyone (in their last performance last season, I take it) helped her understand what it means to shine. (This is odd because last episode they had a whole play? about figuring that out. Did she forget or something? More on that later.) After this she does the baffling thing of running down the pear and jumping off it.

Now it’s not exact, but this I believe counts as parallelism, too.

top: chika in this scene | bottom: chika in the dream earlier this episode

Here’s where I, too, reach, trying to figure out why Chika even did that. The shot above is meant to bring to mind that same motion in Chika’s dream, and lights in this episode Mean something. Her goal, I guess. Shining again. The distance of the hand to the camera in the above shot and the softer lighting makes the goal seem much closer, and Chika is talking about when she started to understand what shining was all about.

When Chika runs off the pier this scene, she’s remembering and trying to relive what she did in the dream (which is totally a Chika thing, imo). She runs off the pier for inspiration, trying to understand a bit more, which is just the same reason Riko ran off the pier when she did it last season.

So yeah! Dialogue Does Not echo, but the uhh cinematography and the reasons behind the characters actions Do. In this scene we see the parts of Riko that Chika has adopted. Another scene later shows the other half.

Also of note, this is just a thing I personally enjoyed, but if you try to match up parts of the dream and this pier scene with each other, Riko catching Chika more or less matches up with where the glass floor breaking was.

Not all of this really comes to the casual viewer, though. If I had to do mental gymnastics to make sense of everything then it lacks flow and cohesiveness. In fact, my interpretation might even be wrong, and in that case, I really don’t understand what all these odd shot decisions mean. 

Speaking of decisions...

For the first time in Love Live history, a dude has some major bearing on the plot! Whatever Mari hears, it’s bad, probably has to do with the school (because what else does she have) and she’s just feeling Awful about it.

(Wonder why her dad, a hotel+resort guy, calling the shots for some school. His money i guess)

Just in time, a familiar light glints off the end of the pier. Kanan, who apparently is afraid of dropping her phone in the water while jetskiing, would like a word with Mari.

She cuts to the chase. What happened?

Mari tries to avoid answering the question. This happens.

Which is totally unnecessary and very extra of Kanan tbh but im quite sure it was appreciated. They needed a hook for their first trailer. Also apparently Kanan does something like this often enough to know how much Mari weighs. (Sunrise thinks theyre so slick with what ships they back. No this is probably the gayest thing ever.) Also, she threatens to sue Mari again. I really wonder why her go-to threat is with lawsuits.

Now that Mari can’t escape, Kanan pries the answer out of her, and Mari kind of just. Crumbles right there. 

We don’t learn yet what was wrong.

The next day, they’re still figuring out where to practice. While we see Maru do a spook and the mess in Yoshiko’s room (the numazu gamers mascot, whom i love, cameos), Dia finally notices something suspicious about Mari (and Kanan). It’s really so weird how the student council president, Mari’s other best friend, the other thoughtful mom friend in the team, takes a hint so late isn’t immediately told about the open campus issue. On one hand, Mari really doesn’t want to break it to her, but on the other, I don’t think Dia’s this slow about things like this. 

When she learns about what’s going on, she gives a very gentle buu-buu, though and her expression is really soft. There’s lots of kinds of love and this is one of them. She seems to understand.

All that said, though, to be blunt, when it comes to things like this, Sunrise constantly gives Dia the short end of the stick when it comes to serious third-year matters, and even their relationship. Her learning about the open house cancellation feels like a formality. Aside from an upset that can be resolved in like two lines, we'd have lost no development had Dia not been informed. It becomes more and more difficult to believe that Kanan and Dia have equal footing as Mari’s friend as they keep this up.

look at the in the background all sad and blurry. dam

The scene cuts to their new practice area, probably also based on a real-world location in Numazu. You’s dad’s friend rented it out, but it’s not being used right now so they’re free to practice there (and it’s really awesome because uh Mirrors dude). In the process, we are reminded that Yo’s dad is a sailor.

After some totally appropriate gushing over the new practice area, and before they can waste their time on a performance they’re not even going to do, The Truth Come Out: Uranohoshi’s open campus is canceled on the grounds that they won’t be accepting any new applicants next year. It’s dead.

Miki’s post mentioned the impact this news could’ve had is dampened because the info that matters here (no future applicants ever) is stated second, and after a commercial break at that. I agree. Just a few seconds could’ve been spared to say the whole thing.

Despite Chika’s best and most daring efforts, it’s just made out that it’s final. Mari’s efforts as Director, their efforts as idols, everything they’ve done -- it didn’t change anything. Mari, understandably, having given up her future for this, is the most sorry.

I have a lot of thoughts about Mari but i’ll get to them some other time maybe

When you compare how μ's and Aqours started, there might not have been a chance from the beginning. It’s been said time and time again: μ's had people, the city, and less competition. Akiba was right next door. Aqours had none of that, and their threat of school closure had been looming overhead much longer. You could say not that they’ve just had it coming. 

Here’s the thing: Last season, last episode, shining was all about enjoying yourself no matter what crap comes along. Aqours (Chika’s) wasn’t even founded to save the school at first, and we already know they’ve ditched following μ's way of doing things. Why is this a failure? This wasn’t even on the agenda.

It all wraps around in the next few scenes.

One Billion CG Cranes Are In This Tower. not really

In the short scene following this, the paper cranes Chika gets in her room from Mu and the other ura girls drive home who she failed.

Last episode, I noticed it was kind of a Thing that Uranohoshi backed Aqours and was part of them in a way Otonokizaka wasn’t for μ's. 9 was μ's number -- μ's was the nine of them, even when Otonoki students shoveled snow out of their path and countless other idols came together to perform behind their lead.

Aqours was 3, then 9, then 9 and Uchiura, who were the 10 in their count-off. Uchiura and Uranohoshi had more presence in the narrative of Aqours than Akiba and Otonokizaka did with μ's. All of them, alongside Aqours, wanted and tried to save the school they loved and help their town.

Simply but dramatically put, μ's were leaders. Aqours are champions. That’s their big functional difference.

The scene after this reiterates how much Uranohoshi is looking to Aqours for help. What do the students think when Mari breaks the news to everyone?

They want to do something, too, of course, but they know that Aqours is their best shot. And if that failed, they don’t have anything to fall back on.

The following ChikaRiko scene is a lot like the last. The discussion is of the same topic as the S1 version; the standing party gives some words of encouragement to the sitting party, they act like a kaiju (they’re both monsters of normalcy huh), and then they talk about the future.

The end of the conversation is much more sullen, though. At S1 the kaiju ended on a hopeful note -- Chika helped pick up Riko’s mood and they talked about who they were and what drove them. A white feather was there.

Here, they both end up sitting down. They both wanted Aqours to go one, but now neither of them know what to do.

Later, Chika’s too depressed for dinner. She’s still mulling over what’s next for her.

As she reflects, we see the images that come to her mind: the Mirai Ticket performance, Mari delivering the news about Ura High, the other students, and Riko.

hey you know that thing in japanese culture where if you fold a thousand paper cranes you can make a wish? that is absolutely relevant.

She gives the tower of cranes one last, meaningful look before turning over and falling asleep.

She returns to her dream in the beginning, where she’s alone in her Mirai Ticket outfit with a paper plane and a single, distant light. The plane flies into the light one more, and Chika suddenly awakes.

And bolts out the inn, straight to school.

Where she stops in the middle of the sports field and roars her biggest, proudest normal monster roar. 

She’s going to work some damn Miracles. She has to, for everyone.

What happens after this point is pretty straight forward. Aqours is so Squad they know when their leader is going out in the asscrack of dawn to do their best inspirational godzilla impression.

And they’re All gonna make miracles happen. None of them are going to give up. It’s the most zero to one thing ever.

Sunrise! First light of the day, last light of this episode, and a great image to close on. It’s the go-to symbol for hope and beginnings, and even more relevant here after all the light-chasing Chika’s done.

Chika’s not done, though. 

She get up on the bars, states her plans loud and clear, and catches a paper plane fly past her into the sky.

Then the credits roll.

...Hm! I’m done! I’m not touching the ED right now because I got a nice closing mood just now.

My picking it apart had to do with it, because I’m slow to absorb some things really unless I look, but I liked the episode. It’s a 6/10 as a first episode, but as a part of Aqours story and their collective character development, I liked it. It set the bar for the scale of their goal this time around and, destroying math, made the zero even bigger.

Main qualms i have: S1 ep13′s definition of shining is nowhere to be seen despite “shining” appearing so much this ep, scene timing could’ve been a little tighter, You and Ruby didn’t really get moments, they still need to treat Dia right, and some things, idk maybe it’s just me, but they’re kinda convoluted in their execution. I needed to pay some serious attention to connect some dots this time.

As for me, though, I don’t know how often I’ll make posts like these, I’m a very slow worker. Maybe some episodes I really want to talk about, or some topics, like uhhhh Mari.

Anyway guys if you read all this, thanks, let’s have a good one! We’re in Sunrise’s questionably capable hands. No doubt there’s more angst on the way.

Feedback is 👍 and I’ll see y’all around!

(Also if fsr u got someth to say to be abt my words on ep 9 that’s 👍 too)

[lionthenovel]

“everybody wants to rule the world” part 2 fanfiction (red hood x oc)

honestly not sure if i like this, may delete....

DISCLAIMER: I am not an expert on Gotham and/or Jason Todd. I merely like the character of Red Hood and know a little about the city and Batman through several different movies.

WARNINGS: Blood, kinda sorta gore idk, swearwords

BACKGROUND MUSIC SUGGESTION: Dark Room by Mule & Man

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Weeks passed. The Joker had escaped Arkham once more. Cerys and Gordon were working closely with Batman to get him back there, discovering hidden gaseous traces on some playing cards the clown had scattered across a night-club massacre. Red Hood and Cerys crossed paths a few times, eventually agreeing that Cerys would give him information about the clown in exchange for evidence to imprison Falcone (and, in turn, free Ziva). It was difficult for Red Hood to persuade Cerys to disclose G.C.P.D information to him. But he had proven himself a trust-worthy (and kinda/sorta good person) to her by saving a group of kids from a burning building after Cerys was being held back by other officers. The fire was immense and she, surely, would’ve died going in there. Red Hood not only saved the children, but saved her from a gruesome death.

He had her phone number and calls her while she waits for Gordon to come back to ask if there was anything he should know about the clown. She tells him they don’t have much info, just that Batman told them he was following a specific (and probably illicit) lead in the harbor. Red Hood hangs up on her after that and she mumbles “Dickhead” to herself. Exhausted from another day spent staking out moronic criminals, she stares out of the car window at the night sky.

The door opening startles Cerys so much that she spills coffee in her lap. She was about to take her first sip. Moist, she sits there staring at the stain on her black pants. Brief silence as she glares at the middle-aged Commissioner.

“Oh jeez, are you alright?” Gordon asks, frantically trying to take a few tissues out of his tiny little pack to help her clean. He holds a clump out to her and she takes them, annoyed. She hadn’t slept well since the fire, worrying what would happen to those kids. Orphans now. This coffee was her attempt to wake up.

Patting on her pants with one hand still holding her coffee cup, she yawns quietly.

“Where we HEADED…” she mumbles as she slaps Gordon’s hand away from trying to clean her. “…now?”

“Uh, right. I think we can call it a night. Batman’s following that lead and we don’t have any new information. I’m gonna go back and talk to the DA about the Mob. You should go home and get some rest though. You need it.” Gordon starts the car and pulls out of the parking lot. “I’ll drive you home.”

Gordon drops Cerys off at her apartment. With moist pants, she waddles up the staircase to her door. Once inside, she takes off her stained clothes and throws them in the corner of her bedroom where her laundry-basket is already overflowing. She sniffs her armpits, trying to remember the last time she showered properly and not the ok-ill-just-rub-a-wet-washcloth-under-my-arms shower she does throughout long work periods. She decides it’s time to get her apartment and herself back in order and mentally prepares for the long cleaning process. Shower. Shower first.

Some hours pass with Cerys, back to her squeaky-clean self, collecting the many beer bottles and other trash tossed around her living room. She stuffs all of it in a large black trash bag until it reaches capacity. Looking around and not seeing anything else to possibly shove in the bag, she grabs it and carries it down the stairs. The microwave clock says 1:38 a.m. It’s a chilly night and the alley-way, where the giant trash container is, is deserted except for a few stray cats. Cerys regrets only wearing a tank-top out, feeling her skin cover itself with goosebumps. Some jerks moved the container all the way to the back of the alley, where the street light doesn’t reach. She can make out the silhouette of the container and drags the oozing trash bag, the only sound being the plastic skidding on the concrete. As she’s moving closer, however, another sound becomes clearer and she stops in her path. It sounds like…panting? She frowns, looking over her shoulder. The alley behind her is still empty. Turning back and gulping visibly, Cerys squints into the darkness near the container. Is someone there?

The panting is clear to hear now that she’s stopped dragging the trash bag. Slowly, she takes her phone out of her sweatpants and swipes up to activate the flashlight. Carefully, the woman shines the light towards the end of the alley. The light reveals black combat boots first. Cerys tenses up, realizing that there is a person lying next to the trash container. She moves the light upward to get a glimpse of the whole body.

“Oh my God.” The words escape her as she stares at a severely wounded Red Hood, panting on the ground with a hand on a gushing stomach wound, the other pointing a gun at her. He lowers it once he hears her voice. Dropping the bag, she runs over to him.

“Fucking hell, can you hear me?” she asks frantically, placing her hand on his shoulder. Red Hood’s helmet is broken, revealing his left eye and some black hair. He opens it and looks at her.

“I’ll call an ambulance.” Cerys unlocks her phone and begins typing 911, when Red Hood gives out a large groan and grabs her wrist with his free hand.

“..n-no.” His voice is shaky and barely audible with the amount of panting and broken mask interfering. Cerys looks at him perplexed and stares down at the wound. It’s a deep cut. “What?! You need to go to the hospital! Now.” She puts her hand on the wound to hold back the blood.

“..he’ll find…hah…he can’t…I don’t…”, she can’t understand him under the mask. She looks behind her to see if anyone is there. They’re alone. She looks back at him and shakes her head in confusion. His blue eye is full of fear. She can’t make out what he’s mumbling to her frantically. Except for

“he…’ll…..kill me”

Cerys’ eyes narrow and she bites her lip. He’s scared, for sure. But of what, she doesn’t know. She’s never seen Red Hood in such a state before. In any case, he won’t let her call an ambulance. And he will die in this alley if she doesn’t tend to his injury. He had saved her life before, she owed him. Plus, it's simply unethical to leave him to die in this filthy street. Taking a deep breath, thinking intensely about what needs to be done to save him, she rips off a piece of her tank top and presses it against his stomach wound.

“Hold this.” She says while she pulls him on his feet with immense effort. He’s a heavy guy. “You’re gonna have to help me. Walk.” Cerys looks at the ground as she speaks, sweat dripping down her face already. The vigilante puts his feet forward, stumbling a lot but they’re making progress. As they’re walking up the steps carefully, Cerys goes through what she will have to do once they make it to her apartment.

‘Why the fuck do I live on the 5th floor’, the brown-haired woman thinks to herself, both of them groaning as they’re climbing, Red Hood out of pain and Cerys from exertion. It’s late at night, hopefully no one will be in the staircase to hear them. Finally, they manage to reach her apartment and Cerys lays the wounded man on her bed. He’s still cumbersomely holding the ripped piece of fabric to his wound, but it’s completely soaked with blood already. She runs into the kitchen and grabs a large knife. Then she scurries to her tiny lab table and grabs a Bunsen burner, alcohol and her first-aid kit. When she comes back to her bedroom, Red Hood is panting heavier than before. His eye is scrunched together in agony.

“Take off your mask.” She says, her voice shaking. What she’s about to do is something she has never done before and she is visibly anxious. If she doesn’t act fast, he’ll bleed out. She has no clue how long he’s been lying out there. Red Hood’s eye opens and stares at her.

“You need to bite into this. If you scream, they’ll call the police.” Cerys is holding a leather belt and points at the walls around them, indicating that the neighbors will notice. She places all of the items on the night stand. Red Hood watches her as she assembles something, and finally, takes off his mask with his free hand.

She looks down at the sweat-drenched fuck-boy Ziva was with that night in the bar. But she doesn’t have time to think about that fact. He’s still panting.

As she turns on the Bunsen burner, she takes the knife and cuts open his shirt exposing his bloody chest and abdomen. He doesn’t recoil, all he can focus on is the pain.

“I’m not a doctor, but if you can’t go to the hospital for whatever reason I’m going to have to take drastic measures.” Cerys’ voice continues to tremble. The man is only able to keep one eye open to look at her. She’s holding the knife over the blue flame. The blade is glowing.

“I have to cauterize your wound. It’s the only way to stop the bleeding.”

The man’s eye widens and his panting becomes even more intense than before. He’s trying to breathe through his nose now. She stares at him, her eyes boring into him as he’s looking right back at her. She bites her lip again. She’s waiting for confirmation. After what feels like endless minutes, he finally nods hesitantly. With that nod, she grabs the belt with her free hand and holds it in front of his mouth. He bites down on it letting his head fall back down onto the pillow, as his nose breathing becomes all she can hear in that moment. Holding the hot knife over the wound, she looks up at him one last time. He nods once more.

With that, Cerys pushes the flat side of the scorching blade on to the open wound. A loud sizzling noise escapes from the area and the man recoils heavily with suppressed and agonizing grunts leaving his clenched jaw. Cerys tries to calm him with a few “shhh”’s, but it’s no use. The pain must be horrific. She holds the knife down for a solid 35 seconds, making sure the whole wound is seared shut. The man is twitching in her bed, anguish written all over his scrunched face still biting into the belt with all his might. This horrible scene feels endless. 

Cerys releases the blade from his body and the relief is visible for both of them. The wound is closed, sort of, and the man’s chest moves up and down as he takes deep breaths to calm himself. She listens to his breathing for a few seconds, relieved that this part is over. Recollecting herself, the woman quickly grabs a gauze and alcohol and begins cleaning the wound. The man spits out the belt, leaving his head lying heavy on the pillow. He is drenched in sweat, the white strands sticking to his face.

“Are…you ok?” she asks, her voice still shaky, as she wraps the gauze around his abdomen. There are tears in her eyes.

There is silence for a while. Cerys thinks he’s passed out as his breathing has become less audible. She finishes covering the wound and tapes it down. She lets out a deep, quivering sigh, not sure if what she just did was the right thing to do. Should she have called the ambulance despite his objection? But he was terrified of someone finding him there. This was the only way to save him…right?

Having gathered all the first aid materials she frantically threw on to the night stand, Cerys gets up and starts to leave the room, thinking she needs to make some morphine in her lab now. As she’s walking towards the door, she hears his faint and weak voice say:

“…thank you.”

[lorettalivingston6911]

Robert Rodriguez Says He Cast Rose McGowan In Grindhouse To SPITE Harvey Weinstein — And The Movie Got 'Buried' Because Of Her!

people always ask me if I've been getting Botox

We've heard lots of stories over the past couple weeks from women Harvey Weinstein scared into silence.

But what would have happened if they fought back?

Video: Rose McGowan's Powerful Speech At The Detroit Women's Convention

According to Robert Rodriguez, he did try to help Rose McGowan beat Harvey's "blacklisting" of her -- by casting her in his Weinstein Company-funded film Grindhouse.

In fact, in an official essay for Variety, he reveals the plot of his half of the throwback double feature with Quentin Tarantino was inspired by her story, something he could never talk about before:

"I have not previously discussed what I knew about the 1997 incident that Rose suffered in a hotel room during the Sundance Film Festival. I never wanted to do anything that jeopardized a legal settlement she entered into with Harvey Weinstein. Now that she's able to tell her story, I want to provide an account of what I knew, when I knew it, and what I did about it."

Rodriguez says he first learned of her "blacklisting" at Cannes in 2005, when she explained to him why she hadn't auditioned for Sin City. She told him the whole story of the assault -- and the subsequent legal action:

"Rose told me that all she could do at the time was to get Harvey Weinstein to donate money to an abused women's shelter and in return she had to sign a non-disclosure agreement (NDA) that forbade her from talking about the horrific violation without being sued, and that she shouldn't even be telling me. To add insult to injury, she told me that she was blacklisted from even auditioning for any Weinstein movies."

That's when the director got PISSED -- and decided to go renegade:

"I then revealed to Rose right then and there that I was about to start writing a movie with Quentin Tarantino, a double feature throwback to 70's exploitation movies, and that if she was interested, I would write her a BAD ASS character and make her one of the leads. I wanted her to have a starring role in a big movie to take her OFF the blacklist, and the best part is that we would have Harvey's new Weinstein Company pay for the whole damn thing."

But they got to throw it in Harvey's face sooner than they were expecting:

"Just as I finished telling Rose this, I saw Harvey walking around the party! I called Harvey over to our table, and as soon as he got close enough to see that I was sitting with Rose, his face dropped and went ghostly white. I said, "Hey Harvey, this is Rose McGowan. I think she's amazing and really talented and I'm going to cast her in my next movie." Harvey then dribbled all over himself in the most over the top performance I'd ever seen as he gushed, "Oh she's wonderful, oh she's amazing, oh she's fantastic, oh she's so talented… You two should definitely work together." And then he skittered off. I knew right then that every word Rose told me was true, you could see it all over his face."

They made the film, a star-studded, strangely meta movie that played like two '70s B movies, complete with fake trailers for other movies made by friends like Eli Roth and Edgar Wright.

It was crazy and long and ahead of its time -- and Rose is spectacular in it.

Unfortunately it completely tanked at the box office.

Rodriguez still believes Harvey's vendetta against Rose is what kept the movie from even being given a fighting chance with a proper ad campaign, etc. He explains:

"But because of the NDA Rose told me she had signed, at Rose's request I had to keep it quiet from everyone until now as to why we were even making that film together, especially Harvey. We knew that strategically we couldn't rub it in his face why we were REALLY doing this movie, because then he'd just bury the movie, not sell it well, and everyone would lose. To our horror, Harvey buried our movie anyway, and because we did not want to risk getting sued, we never spoke publicly about the matter...

I am still haunted and disillusioned that after all the good intentions, immense pain and struggle Rose and I and so many talented people went through to make the film, that Harvey Weinstein won in the end by burying the movie just because Rose was the lead actress."

Robert wishes they could have spoken about the inspiration of the film, the fight behind the scenes before now. And he hopes this new conversation will change things in Hollywood and other businesses:

"It's been really difficult to admit and come to terms that the NDA handcuffs forced us to needlessly jump through hoops that today would have been unnecessary because of Rose's fearlessness to speak out, despite the consequences. I hope that new legislation will result in NDAs to be legally null and void in situations where rape and assault have been committed and where power is so unequally distributed."

Hear, hear!

"Looking back over the years, I have wondered if I would have made the same choices, knowing the bleak outcome. We all suffered greatly on the film, and the journey ended up costing us all more than we ever bargained for. For me personally, it cost me my marriage of 16 years, my family, a large dose of sanity, and for years I have grappled with the sobering idea that maybe I made a grave error in standing up at all, when no one was even asking me to."

OK, we have to stop right there -- was it really the movie failing at the box office that cost you your marriage, Robert? Or did dating your star do it?

In case you didn't know, Robert and Rose went public with their relationship when the movie came out -- immediately after news of his split with his wife, Elizabeth Avellan, hit.

Photos: 10 Movies That Ruined Celebrity Relationships

Not the point, we know, but gotta be honest here. Anyway, go on:

"I know that's not the message I'd ever want to send out, but it's been hard to justify something that now is clear was a lose/lose situation from the get-go, and that in the end failed and simply caused more damage. The reason I'm saying this is because it's very clear to me now that when someone does what Harvey Weinstein did, the devastation goes far beyond predator and victim.

These past few weeks have given me new clarity and hope by seeing the tide finally turn, seeing Harvey finally on the run, and seeing all the brave women who have come forth with their own shocking and distressing stories of abuse. Since I've seen a distinct lack of stories coming from men who may have tried to do the right thing, I wanted to come forth to say that no matter the consequences, no matter how far you have to stick your neck out, no matter what you have to lose, that we must fight the good fight. Everyone has to make a stand and take action."

Damn right they do!

Because two against the world isn't enough. This fight needs to be ALL of us against them.

[Image via Z. Tomaszewski/Joseph Marzullo/WENN.]

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[m0etenchandon]

Fur coat (Reader x Roger Taylor)

Pairing: Reader x 70s! Roger Taylor or Ben!Roger Summary: It´s just fluff. That´s it. That´s the fic Warnings: Some language maybe? Sexual suggestions A/N: So, this is my gift for @meddrowse (hi!) for the A Night at the Fandom event! It´s inspired by Roger in that fur coat. Word count: exactly 2,000

You caught Roger´s eyes the second he walked off stage, a sly smirk pulling at your lips. The view from where you were stood was perfect. You had a clear line to your favorite drummer, so you could watch him put all of his energy into his performance. Watch him throw his head back and wipe his sweat on his wristbands. Even though you had been in this position many times before, it was a view you never got tired of. Who would? He basically looked like he was having sex with the drum set.  

Roger jogged towards you and tried to put his arms around your waist, but you stopped him with a giggle.

“Not until you´ve showered”, you said. You leant in to press a quick kiss to his pouty lips, only to be pulled back in. Roger placed a hand on your face and held you in place as he deepened the kiss, making the butterflies in your stomach go into a frenzy.

“Roger”, you giggled, pushing him away from you, “There´s people around”

“Like you´ve cared before”, Roger teased, winking. You felt heat rush to your cheeks when you were reminded of the time you had been caught with Roger buried deep inside you in the empty studio. Or, you thought it was empty. It was not. Brian had walked in to get something from the table and immediately called for John and Freddie to come see. Needless to say, you hadn´t been able to look them in the eyes for weeks after that.

“We´re not doing that again”, you warned as Roger started walking towards the wardrobe. He grabbed your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours. Proudly swinging your hands back and forth as you walked.

The rest of the band were already lounging in the dressing room as the pair of you entered. A girl was obviously trying to chat up John but he didn´t seem very interested. If at all. Freddie was removing his makeup and Brian was playing with the strings of his guitar. It was weird to think that only a few months ago you would have been completely star struck by the situation. This was your new normal.

“I´m going to hop in the shower, love”, Roger said, squeezing your hand before letting it go.

“Ok”, you smiled and started walking over to John. He looked like he was in need of a rescue.

“Well? Are you not going to join me?”, Roger asked, putting his hands on his hips. A smirk on his lips.

“Please don´t, Y/N. We don´t want to neither see nor hear you have sex ever again”, Freddie chimed in, turning to look over his shoulder. Roger shot him daggers. Fucking cock-block.

“I´ll just wait for you here, babe”, you said with a wink and watched him frown and disappear around the corner. Probably to mope in the shower.

John mouthed a thank you once you sat down next to him and started enthusiastically talking about the gig. The girl trying to get with him tried to join the conversation but either of you always cut her off. She eventually got tired and stumped out of the dressing room with a huff.

“What would I do without you, Y/N?”, John asked once she was gone, throwing his arms around your shoulders and hugging you into his side.

“Probably have girls swarming you right and left”, you giggled. You gave him a playful wink in the exact moment Roger returned. His eyes narrowed when he saw you cuddled into one of his best friends.

“Are you ready to go, love?”, he asked, nodding his head towards the door. It was your time to narrow your eyes this time. You always stayed and hanged out with the boys for a few hours.

“What? Where are we going?”, you asked. A smile spread over Roger´s lips. A sly one that was.

“It´s a surprise. Come on, I promise you´ll like it”, Roger said. He grabbed the fur coat off the rack and pulled it on over his shoulders. God that coat made something stir in your stomach every time he wore it. He just looked so good. And Roger knew. Of course, he did. You were pretty sure that´s why he wore it around you. It was basically a guaranteed shag if he had it on. A smile pulled at his lips.

You pulled up in front of a quiet lake. There were no people around, and the only light was coming from the headlights of the car.

“Roger, this is beautiful”, you said as he got out. He quickly jogged over to your side and opened the door for you. Ever the gentleman.

“I said you would like it, my love. Come on. I brought us snacks”, Roger said. He held his hand out to help you get out before reaching into the backseat to pick up a picnic basket. Ok. He definitely hadn’t thought about this himself, but it was cute.

“Who did you get this idea from?”, you asked.

“What? Don´t you think this is all me?”, he joked, pulling out a blanket from the basket. He laid it out on the ground and gestured for you to sit down.

“You´re not really the romantic type, Roger”, you giggled. You sat down next to your boyfriend and nudged his side, earning a goofy smile.

“We could just go home if you don´t like it”, Roger said. He opened the basket to show you what he had prepared. There were sandwiches, a bottle of wine and some chocolate. Nope. You were definitely staying.

“No, I like it. Thank you”, you said. You placed a finger on his jaw to force him to look at you before pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Roger melted into his touch. You could feel him let out a relieved breath of air against your top lip, causing you to pull away with a giggle.

Reaching into the basket, Roger fished out two glasses and poured you each of you some wine. He held his glass up to yours and waited for you to tip them together. His eyebrows raised in anticipation. You rolled your eyes.

“Cheers, my love”, he said with a wink before bringing the glass to his lips. He moaned softly at the taste.

“Cheers, Roger”, you giggled. The wine really was good. Probably way too expensive, but you didn´t want to think about that right now. You always yelled at Roger for spending too much money on you. He didn´t budge though, so you had kind of given up anyways.

“Have you guys made any more plans for the tour?”, you asked, sinking your teeth into the homemade sandwich. It was pretty good actually.

Queen had planned to go on an American tour in the next couple of months, and even though you hated bringing it up, you also wanted to encourage him to live his life. Even if it meant that you wouldn´t see him for months. Your heart ached a bit at the thought.

“Yeah. I think it´s pretty much all sorted”, Roger said, taking another sip of his wine, “I´m so excited to see all our fans. There´s nothing like hearing them sing each word back at you. And just hear them scream and see them smile. I just love it”

You hated the fact that your smile faulted a little bit.

“And have girls swarm you every night”, you said, nudging his side playfully. You hadn´t really been together that long, just a few months, and to be honest, you were terrified that he would break up with you once he left for tour. Why would he stick with you when he could have any girl he wanted? You would be thousands of miles away. In a different country, in a different continent even.

“Hey”, Roger said, grabbing your face. You swallowed the last piece of your sandwich and looked at him, unable to hide the hurt in your eyes. A tear threatened to escape your eye. “I don´t care about them, Y/N. You know I don´t”

His eyes were frantically searching yours, his thumb rubbing your chin to try and soothe you. It almost broke your heart.

“Yeah well we won´t see each other for months, I don´t see us-“

Roger cut you off by placing his lips on yours. You closed your eyes, relishing what you wouldn´t have for months. His lips were so warm. They felt like home.

“I love you”, he whispered against your lips. The words caught you off guard. He called you “my love” all the time, but you had never heard him say I love you. It felt so natural. So real. And you loved him too. Of course, you did. You would be lying to yourself if you said you didn´t.

“You do?”, you asked. Your eyes were still closed, his lips mere millimeters from yours. You could feel his hot breath on your face.

“Yes. I love you so much, Y/N. You have no idea. Please, I can´t hear you say we won´t see each other for months. It breaks my fucking heart, my love”, Roger said. His voice was rough from the concert, the words almost breaking off.

“Roger I- I love you too”, you said, finally opening your eyes to meet his blue ones. A gush of warmth spread over your body, making your heart ache. “But it´s the truth. Sure, we can call each other but it won´t be the same”

“Come with me”, he blurted out. “I don´t want to go if you´re not there”

“I would love to. I really would. But I can´t just leave my work, I´m not some rich rock star like you. And you can´t just not go because of me”, you said. You would be the worst girlfriend in the world if you let him stay home. You couldn´t do that. You couldn´t be that selfish.

You reached out to slide your fingers down the arm of his coat, letting the fur tickle your fingers before intertwining them with his.

“You know I´ll take care of that for you”, Roger said.

“I don´t want to live off of you, Roger. And I love my job”, you admitted. You would love to go. Who wouldn´t want to travel the world with a rock and their boyfriend? That´s the dream. Maybe you could ask your boss? It wouldn´t hurt. “But, I can ask my boss I guess”

A smile spread over Roger´s lips. He looked like he just won the lottery or something.

“That´s all I want, my love”, he gushed, grabbing your waist and pulling you into his lap. He laid back down and pulled you with him, his hands sliding down to his ass. Oh. There was the boyfriend you knew.

“We can´t celebrate yet”, you giggled, “I´m not sure he´ll let me go”

“There´s always something to celebrate when I´m with you, my love. Today, it can be that I finally grew the balls to tell you that I love you”

“You´re such a dork. I love you”, you said before pressing your lips to his. Roger tightened his grip on you and pulled you closer, the arms of his furry coat tickling your sides. It was nice though; it was pretty chilly outside.

Roger pressed his tongue passed your lips, which also sent a rush of warmth through your body. You hummed into the kiss, allowing yourself to melt completely into his body. Not a care in the world. That would have to wait until tomorrow.

Roger also got you back for skipping out on showering with him. His hands were wondering all over your body, pulling you close to his. Grinding his hips against yours. You ended the date by fogging up the windows of his car. That damn coat for sure gave him a guaranteed shag. The way you welled his name as you climaxed further supporting the statement.

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Blood path (part 3)

N/A: Talia will show up...eventually. Now, is Amanda trying to get more blood

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Bayville High is a place to hold many ethnic people, yet, Amanda has yet to remember a group of people who are really atheist. Jenny Carson, as Amanda found out, is atheist but her family is not and the girl was baptized.

Seething is unbecoming of the next ruler of Earth, but, she needs to keep in check. She needs a true atheist, someone who is not baptized and fast. "Stupid demons" she mutters once again bitting her perfect nails.

"What did you say Amanda?" one of her girls' friends (a part of an elaborate cover) heard Amanda´s line and is confused.  And Amanda is a great actress.

"Oh nothing, I was just thinking about a new hairstyle" and offers an innocent smile. The girl sighs and shakes her head "didn´t you heard a word of what I said?" Amanda wants to be snippy and say she has better things to worry than hearing fumbles words from a lesser being, but, continues with the cover.

"Kitty Pryde enters in this school with her injury kneel and a new boy" and this is followed by giggles.

Meanwhile, Kurt Darkholme is not pleased to not be blue, but, he knows mutants with the visible mutation aren´t always welcome with opening arms, that´s something Kurt knows too well.

The X-men are keeping an eye on him, to on the nose, if you ask Kurt Darkholme. "So, what happened now?"

"Well, now you´ll have the joy to do exams like the rest of us" Ariel states and Kurt is bemused.

"This plan is stupid"

"I know"

"Glad cause I´ll continue to say so"

And thanks to a few calls made by Storm, the leader of X-men and the friendship she has with other organizations, Kurt Darkholme now has a great cover story. A mutant from Bavaria(Kurt refused to cover his tail) that is seeking protection and guidance from the X-men(Kurt Darkholme is not happy with that) and the newest principal of the school accepts the cover, Kelly used to be the principal, but, was demoted to secretary(it was thanks to his family name and nothing else) and his opinion hasn´t change.

"So, do you have the gist of the plan?" Ariel asked amused looking at non-blue Kurt. His tail is blue and he´s giving zero fucks about it.

"Be a teenager, sure, that I can do." Kurt states calmly and smirks at her " And you? Are you ready to be bound with a demon?"

"That´s sound so kinky. You said that on purpose. And...well, I´m an X-men, Rockstar, what is weird for some is normal by me"

"Then...what´s normal for others is weird to you?"

"Well...I guess"

And Kurt and Kitty walk together, several students stop to look at the new student walking by. "Hey, Pryde, why people are looking at us?"  "I think is because one of us didn´t take a shower" and is so convenient how Kurt and Kitty will have the same classes from now on.

The girls in the class look at Kurt with blushes in her checks and hopeful expression in their eyes. Kurt D think this is stupid.

"This is our new student, Kurt Darkholme, wanna share something about you?" the teacher asked noticing how his tail is wrapped around Kitty´s waist (the girl narrow her eyes at him for a moment) and his only reply is "no!"

"Oh, ok, you can sit down now" and Kurt Darkholme retrieve his tail and search for a place, some girls are wishful wishing Kurt would sit next to them, but, the boy sits next to Kitty. And to their surprise, he even whispers something in her ear.

"I think is better if we stay together...until we figure out this"

"That...makes sense, but, if your tail touches me again..."

Many people spend the entire day talking about Kurt Darkholme. The young boy gains a reputation. The local bullies try to rough him up, but, they ended up in the infirmary. And many girls start to gush over him. Again, Kurt ignores them.

"How old are you?" Kitty asked in a subtle attempt of getting along, she is positive sure she won´t be friends with him, but, to be fair, no one of this is his fault(until proved otherwise) and they´re victims here.

Kurt is eating something. An apple he found and cleaned obsessively. "I´m older enough to consider an adult in my...dimension, but, here? Let´s say I´m 18 years old. And you?"

"17 years old. Can I ask about your life in your...place?"

"You can...but I may not answer that"

"Is ok, is personal. Sorry by the question"

"Don´t an apology, this is not your fault...and the X-men? What´s like living with them?"

"Well, I never had a boring day"

Amanda saw Kitty and the new boy together most of the day and frankly, she just rolls her eyes at this, after all, Stefan is way handsome than this Kurt.

But when the last class is being taught and Amanda is in the same class with Kurt and Kitty( Kurt Darkholme is too sarcastic and with an acid humour, while Kitty seems to find him funny, even if she goes to extreme lengths to deny this) the teacher makes an interesting conversation.

"God. What do you think of God? Yes, Darkholme"

"I think God is an illusion the church creates" Kurt´s tone is even and Kitty watches as he goes on "the church needs to have a God to be the benevolent figure and they need the devil" his eyes narrow " they need the different, they need the ugly to blame of their problems. They need the devil to justify their own terrible behaviour and give a sense of purpose of God"

The class stares at him. The teacher clears his throat "Well, that´s a very atheist thing to say"

"My family does not believe in God" he affirms and Kitty can pick up there´s something more in this story.

Now, Amanda is looking at Kurt with other eyes. Oh, he´s atheist? To be sure, she even asked. "You never were baptised?" and Kurt looks at Amanda in a sense as if he can see her soul as if he can kill her and the future Queen of Earth admits he´s terrifying.

"No," Kurt said and the teacher is ready to lecture about the religion and Catholicism and Kitty raises her hand and speaks "me neither, So, is your talk has a point, we should move on..."

And the teacher clears his throat again and starts to talk about a book that the students must read. As Kurt and Kitty look bored, Amanda is plotting.

Meanwhile, miles away, a young blue girl is looking at her mother and Dr Strange having the same discussion.  Is always about how little Talia born and her mysterious father.

"Who is my father?" Talia asked herself as the adults around her still discuss about her without her.

[kurtty-drabbles]

Scooby au (Blade)

N/A: Yeah, Blade is here. Jubilee is about to have a bad day.

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Blade is a hunter of vampires and a vampire himself, a combination that does not render him many favours in this world. One day, Blade meets young Ororo Monroe and sense that this kid, at time, will be something else and had her number, now, Blade hates older man hitting on young girls and hate Twilight with a passion, so, when he gives his phone was a professional manoeuvre as Ororo did defeat one vampire and Blade can guess the girl will face more vampires in her life.

When Blade´s cellphone rings, smash mouth I´m a Believer, aside from earning a few giggles, it also prompts Blade to answer and get proven correct as Storm, from the X-men asked him a favour, turns out, the X-men are dealing with an ancient vampire and Blade can only pray for the safety of the students.

“Guys, buck up, we´re going to Bayville” Blade answers in a cool fashion, meanwhile, Deadpool raises his hand and speak freely. “Ah, the author remembers me, thanking aside the great mete joke, you can´t just say for us to back up and not give details, life is not a movie”

Blade sighs and adds more details. “Got it, ancient vampire, do they sparkle?”

“Wade, O swear to god, if you don´t stop with those jokes,  you will get your mouth shut” Blade threats and Wade can only answer “Dude, don´t be like Wolverine the origins, don´t be like that”

Scott Summers is looking in the huge crowd of people for one person in specific, and this time, is not Jean Grey, and when his eyes spot Kurt Wagner walking in a relaxed form, Scott finally found his target, without waiting for a proper reply, Scott put an arm on Kurt´s should and is rewards by having his attention.

(Is odd, Scott feels eyes on him, but, no one in the crown is looking at him)

“Kurt, if you have plans for tonight, you got to cancel, cause we´re dealing with an emergency and we need your help” Scott speaks as a leader and Kurt is watching him, blinking in confusion and smirking(again, the eyes are still present)

“Ok, captain, lead the way” Kurt speaks with a kind heart, yet, Scott is uneasy. The eyes are still on Scott and he knows…Jean is not here.

“Kurt, I need you and the rest of the team to be aware of the situation and you, Kurt, need to be strong on this one, ok?” Scott speaks hoping to sound convincing. Sam is the only one who is not pleased with Kurt´s presence here.

Spike, Tabbitha, Bobby, the new mutants, Rogue, Kurt and Scott are in an open space, and, Kurt notices that Jubilee, Jean and Kitty aren´t present and Scott explains why. “Look, I know everyone here does not believe in the supernatural, much less in gods or vampires, but…Jubilee is one and Jean is not something human and I suspect Kitty may be a vampire too or something else”

Kurt chuckles amused hiding his smirk with his hand, of course, the others didn´t believe until Scott give proofs. Rouge, once taking the collar she often wears show the marks, while insisting is just mosquito´s bites.

“Rogue, a mosquito´s bite that resembles teeth? Jubilee is a vampire and to top of all, an ancient one” Scott concludes and the New Mutants explain the situation to Rogue who is in disbelief state, until, realization sink in.

Kurt watches as Sam is avoiding looking at Kurt. “And you think my girlfriend is a vampire?” Kurt asked a little offended, really, comparing Kitty to a fairy Kurt can understand (one of her masks is very fae alike) now a vampire? That´s new.

Scott, noticing how the others don´t want to talk with Kurt about how strange Kitty can be, and a presence of a vampire, and whatever Jean is (“A god relate to fire” “gee, Scott, now is not the time to gush over your crush”) this enhance Kitty´s oddities to 100% and people aren´t sure if she´s human.

“Kurt, she speaks about a Dark Pharaoh with such fondness…I can guarantee the people who spoke about him…aren´t good” Scott replied and Kurt narrows his eyes bemused. “But, we don´t have any proof, maybe, Kitty is human and Jean and Jubilee are using her, what I´m trying to say is…we don´t know what Kitty is and she may be in danger…you as her boyfriend may know and deserve to know what will happen”

Kurt crosses his arms, and Sam as well the other New Mutants, swear this is similar to a pharaoh, or maybe, his presence is making them thinking in one. “And what will happen?”

“We call a great vampire hunter to kill Jubilee, we call Blade”

Jubilee could feel a telltale in the air. Kitty as well and Jean too. Something different is about to happen and Kitty knows and is ready, hardly, anything a mortal can think or conjure will impress Kitty(well, she really like that book and podcast about Galaxy hitcher series way more than that loser of Lovecraft)

“Something is coming….towards you, Jubilee” Kitty warned to the ancient vampire. Jubilee, then, asks one thing “how can you know? You know nothing about humans, but, you know anything else”

Kitty points at Jean bored “Let´s say I´m her boss” and Jean is peeved but does not refute the explanation.

Blade and his crew shows with his guns shooting at Jubilee, the bullets, of course, are made from a rare and special item that can kill vampires, Jubilee as an ancient vampire does not die from the bullet, but, it hurt.

“Ouch!” Jubilee replied attempting to mask the pain with humour and Jean is healing the vampire much to Blade´s confusion. In a solid minute, Jubilee is back at her feet as if nothing happens. “Not cool, little boy, not cool.”

Kitty is only looking at Blade. “Storm called you, Jubilee they found out you´re an ancient vampire” Kitty announced and Jubilee only give a loud duh. Her fangs are ready and as her eyes are red, the woman is not fond of being shot.

Wade jump from the glass and is about to shoot, except, he noticed the vampire´s form and hesitated and this makes him get the throw to the wall. Jean is bemused, some humans are strange and others are stupid.

“Go away, I´m not in the mood to fight” Jean speaks and Kitty yawns as Blade uses his swords to fight Jubilee, however, ancient vampires are far more powerful than regular ones and his blade did little to damage her.

“Humans!” Jean speaks and Kitty nods. Wade is confused as never in his life a vampire shows up as a normal teenager.

“Oh no, the author put me in a moral dilemma! Curse you author!” Wade curses at the wind and Jubilee manages to defeat Blade easily as well shaming him for shot first, talk later. His sword was a break and Jubilee is lecturing Blade as he´s a little boy. “Did no one ever tell you it was rude to shoot like that? Now, listen here, Blade and friend” Her blood eyes are also focused on Wade as they are listening, in a total trance, as the ancient vampire is giving orders. “I´d not want to kill you, Blade, there are many bad vampires out there, however, today you and your team aren´t here…and you, friend,” Jubilee looks at Wade who robotically gives his name making Jubilee blinks surprised “you also aren´t here, in fact, there´s no mission. Go home”

Jean clear her throat and speak about the cellphone. “Don´t forget the cellphone…humans love to track cellphones”

Kitty, to everyone(Jean and Jubilee), surprised did erase the contact and the phone call easily. She may not get humans but she understands their technology. She hopes Storm won´t be too mad, but, Kitty does not want to Jubilee to die nor deal with more vampire hunters.

Then, Blade and Deadpool are leaving realizing there´s no mission today and can use some time off.

“Ok, is the time of the truth, Kitty, who are you?” Jubilee asked confused.

“Zaorva, she´s Phoenix and Kurt is IT” Kitty laughs remembering the movie IT and how, ironically, Kurt does not like clowns.

“Well, isn´t that something?” Jean answer a bit amused, then adds “what we´ll do next?”

“Well, let´s see what the Black Pharaoh is planning, the charade has to end eventually” Kitty speaks calmly and Jubilee nods, after all, humans get old so quickly. Such a fragile life.

[kurtty-drabbles]

Tosca au

N/A: Ok, so a few warnings. First off, I never watch the Tosca, it´s an opera and I get the plot on a website. I found the main lead, Tosca, very annoying and stupid. That´s why I´m taking some liberties here                                                      Second thing, Tosca in Portuguese is a somewhat derogatory word, maybe not to such extent, like, Tosca means, in Brazil, dumb, stupid and many things alike. So....yeah.                                                       Plot twist here:

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In the atelier full of spectacular paintings, one new painting is outshined the other ones, the student of the master behind such masterpiece certainly think this is the epitome of beauty.

The portrayed of Countess Teresa Burgotalli is a woman that is many consider the next Venus and the portrayed certainly proves the statement to be true.

However, Rhane Sinclair, the student, watches as Doug Ramsey is paying more attention to his locket than to the portrayed.

"Master Ramsey?" Rhane Sinclair speaks breaking the man from his daydreaming.

"Ah, Rhane, hello" the man speaks cheerfully "I´d work all night to give the final touches to the painting, do you like it?"

"Yes, is marvellous, the countess will be delighted" Rhane speaks then notices the locket and replied, "many think the countess is the most beautiful woman in the world, but, I think you don´t believe in that statement" Rhane now smiles as the man takes his cue to speak about his favourite subject.

"No, to me the most beautiful woman is my girlfriend, Kitty Pryde" and show the picture in the locket with such tenderness "she´s the most beautiful and amazing singer of the all opera"

Rhane laughs at this and shakes at this.

"Calm down, Doug, remember what she said, don´t overreact" Rhane replied and the man just chuckles. Then noticing the picture, as if the first time, adds "how odd, only now I notice the similarities between the countess and Kitty"

"Yeah, Kitty did mention before, however, to me, the countess is nothing comparing to her"

"Doug, if you start singing I´ll throw you out"

__________________ Countess Teresa Burgotalli is a woman that many consider beautiful. Her green eyes are so rare, a hue that no one ever has seen before, her caramel skin looks so delicate, her bust is modest (and catches the eyes of many admirers) as her round face is perfectly for smiles.

Too bad the woman rarely smiles sincerely. The general of the Lighting Force, an organization that the Burgotalli´s family is sponsoring, has the task of guarding the noblewoman.

Kurt Wagner, with his blue fur, his red outfit and the trademark sunglasses is bored as the countess is gushing over her new painting and make obvious innuendos to the blue man.

Brian, you so own for this.

The carriage is riding without a bump, but, Teresa claimed otherwise as she clung to his arm.

"I´m so happy you´re here, I want you to see my portrayed" Teresa whisper seductively and Kurt remains silent, his organization needs the money.

"Yes, I´m sure is a lovely thing just like you" Kurt replied flirtatiously. Teresa clings to him deeply.

Not my type at all.

____________________ Countess Teresa arrives in the atelier arrives and is greeted by Rhane Sinclair, the student explains the great master of painting expended his entire night doing the final touches on his masterpiece.

General Wagner cut himself as an intimidating figure and Rhane gulps in fear as Teresa exclaimed how she´s pleased with the picture.

"I´d rather thank the master himself"Teresa speaks ignoring Rhane´s explanation "go fetch him to me or I won´t pay"

Rhane reluctantly goes to take Doug, but, to her surprise is no need. Coming down from the stairs the connects his atelier to his loft, comes down Doug being held by a woman with chestnut hair, brown eyes and a tired smile.

"Countess, fret not, the great master of such art is here" Kitty explained and the general stop giving his smirk.

"Who are you?" Kurt asked now in a good mood. Taking Kitty´s hand and kissing, Kitty is not thrilled by this gesture but his uniform is enough to make Kitty bite a cruel reply.

"My name is Kitty, I´m not the centre of this conversation, Doug is " Kitty replied dryly as countess paid Doug and asked Kurt(the general) to get so they can go.

Kurt did take his sunglasses for a moment and Kitty didn't flinch by seeing his golden eyes.

"Have a nice day, Kitty" the general speaks in a sotto voce and leaves the atelier with the countess.

"What the hell was that?"

"I´d hope I´ll never find out, Doug, come on, let´s take you to the bed" Kitty replied calm with a lazy smile and Doug tries to make an innuendo but yawning and closing his eyes take the effect away.

____________________

Kitty Pryde is indeed a famous singer in the opera, but, she rather has her private life as a secret. People gossip she has tons of lovers, even though, most of those rumours make no sense.

How can I have an affair when this man is dead by 2 years now?

Tonight, Kitty is going to sing an original ballad, however, Emma Frost, stops Kitty with a malicious smile on her face.

"Kitty, Kitty, when I hired you I never thought much of you, now, I have to take all that back" Emma begins "you manage to snare an important figure"

Kitty is half naked as she is having difficulty to tie her dress. Emma does not offer help, not that Kitty was expecting.

"Go this way, he´ll love it"

"What are you talking about?"

"The great general of Lighting Force is here and wants you to sing only for him" Emma makes the intention know and Kitty feels sick to her stomach "No, NEVER!"

"Kitty, he´s not the type of man you can say no"

"Guess I have to be the first, let me guess if I don´t do his bidding...my career is over"

"Yes, pretty much"

"Then, goodbye, Emma Frost"

And people wonder why the biggest star is not singing for them. General Kurt Wagner is thinking about the same thinking and demands answers.

"General, she refuses to do it, she leaves the opera..." then she amends" if you want company, one of my girls can entrain you"

"No, I want her"

"She has...a boyfriend and is not the type to do this, general, she said no"

"I want her" his voice is final and smiles wickedly "and I´ll have her" _____________________________

A few weeks later, Doug Ramsey is arrested under the accusation of helping enemies of the state and throw in jail without so much a trail. Kitty goes rushing to the prison to see him, sadly, someone was waiting for her. Kitty narrow her eyes at him.

The general seems amused at her reaction. Is full of life, something the countess lack.

"What´s the charge?" Kitty asked almost spitting.

"Basically? Treason" Kurt smiles taking his sunglasses down and Kitty looks at his haunting eyes "and you know what we do with traitors"

"And I know he´s innocent and you frame him" Kitty replied angrily "you wouldn´t frame him for nothing, what do you want?" she speaks slowly.

"Well, you!" Kurt walks and only stops once he´s face to face with her.

"I want you, your body for his life"

"You´re gross, but, do I have your word that Doug will be safer," Kitty asked and Kurt nods "I don´t believe in your word at all, I want a guarantee  that he´ll be alive and free"

"So suspicious, don´t you believe in my word?" Kurt asked amused and Kitty shakes her head "Oh, you´re lucky you´re so cute" And call to the responsible of Doug´s cellar saying to not execute Doug...Kitty catches the last part(in German) where he said to do in another time.

Kitty takes his hand and takes him to the bed. She let this man touches her body, showing a clear signal of disgusting.

As Kurt is far too busy, Kitty takes the knife, hide in her inner thigh, carefully so, as Kitty stabs him recently. Not mind the blood that is dripping on her chest, nipples and aureola.

She only stops when the body in front of her is irreconcilable. Without minding the blood, Kitty phases to where Doug is(she did catch that part of the conversation ) and spot Doug who is being held captive.

Taking him out of there was easy. Taking care of the guards was no problem. And, as Lighting Force´s enemies are getting more land and defeat their last crusade and are near them, no one is paying attention to the missing Doug and Kitty.

In the end, Lighting Force was defeated and the remains members committed suicide to not have to deal with the consequences. The countess´s family lost tons of money for supporting the Lighting Force and Teresa´s beauty didn´t save her.

Kitty and Doug leave this country for good.  There are stories of a painter and a nice singer in Genosha, who enjoy their art and the safety Genosha provides.