#sorry i love to take the princess switch seriously it's pretty funny

[depressopax]

Dating Berlin headcanons

Fandom - La casa de papel/Money Heist

NSFW version

SFW version can be found here

Pairing: Andrés de Fonollosa x gender neutral reader Genre: Smut, headcanons Warning(s): Sexual content. Semi-public, oral, cuss words, degradation, penetration Words: 1.2K Summary: Dating Berlin/Andrés would include…  English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! AO3 link soon

Andrés is a switch… You can’t change my mind

He loves being on top of you, making you beg for him and his cock

…But he also loves being under you, letting you have your way with him while he submits to all of your wishes.

It totally depends on what you like in bed

And what mood he’s in. 

He has much stamina and a high sex drive, but sometimes he just likes being lazy, letting you take control while he lays down.

Basically a bit of a “pillow princess” lmao

When he’s being submissive, you’re all his.

He appreciates you being loving, of course

But he also gets turned on by you being rough, with degradation/insults and moving in a fast pace

Fuck it, he gets turned on by you choking him and “light” slaps on his face.

As long as you don’t leave big marks on his skin, he doesn’t mind. 

When he’s in control, he has two moods: - Passionate and slow - Fast and rough - No in between, usually.

He loves seeing you all helpless underneath him, making you a moaning, whimpering mess with his hard thrusts and fast pace

Just slutting you tf out

Heads up - if you ask him to be rough, homeboy will NOT hold back.

Seriously, when he says: “I’ll fuck you so you can’t walk straight” He means it. 

But of course he also loves to show his love to you with slow, passionate love-making sessions, so he calls them. 

Long strokes, lots of praise and kisses

Sex with Andrés means a lot of foreplay and some damn good aftercare.

He likes to really prepare you before penetrating you.

…Which you probably need. He is bigger than other men.

Which he brags about. ;)

He could (and probably will) tease you for hours.

Foreplay with him is usually cheesy. 

He lights candles, gives you massages, kisses you and rubs you in oils 

He knows what he does with both his hands/fingers and mouth 👀

He takes lot of time to make sure you’re ready

He wants you to beg for his cock before he gives it to you.

He uses condoms, but only if you ask him too.

Otherwise, he probably “forgets”

But sometimes he simply skips the foreplay and goes straight to action.

Usually this is when he’s frustrated, angry or really excited to see you (after being away from you etc)

Where he takes you doesn’t matter

He’ll bend you over anything, at any time, thrusting his cock into you whilst whispering praise

Or while ranting about why he’s in a bad mood - using sex as “therapy”.

When he’s in the mood, he’s a needy/clingy bitch

Sorry not sorry lol

Kissing your neck, playfully spanking your ass… You name it.

Doesn’t matter if you’re around people, he will not hesitate to tell you just how horny he is.

He doesn’t hide his boner from you, either.

Stands behind you, his clothed erection against your ass

You think he’s being annoying? “Do something about it” He’ll murmur with a big ass grin

Won’t stop until he gets to fuck you

OR until YOU fuck him.

He likes riling you up, getting you a bit mad only so you’ll be aggressive with him in bed.

During sex, he is either very serious, but can also crack a joke or two.

He tries to be “funny” especially if you are nervous during sex etc.

Your comfort is his top priority.

Lot of reassurance and questions “You ok?” “Does that feel good, mi amor?” “We’ll stop if you want to.”

He also praises you a lot “Fuck… Taking my cock so well.” “You’re so beautiful. So damn perfect”

When it comes to oral, Andrés doesn’t really have a preference either.

Like I said, this man is a switch.

It’s pretty easy to make him submit to you

Definitely will get on his knees if you ask him too - ready to please your needs

He likes squeezing your thighs, slapping your ass or stroking your stomach and chest when his lips/tongue works down there.

When he gives you oral, he’s very passionate and teasing

But if he’s really turned on tho - he’s messy. 

Sloppy oral sex where he uses a bit too much tongue- (I’m sorry 😭)

He could - probably would too - spend hours between your legs, tasting you

…Talks a bit too much “I could spend hours between your legs” “You taste so sweet, mi amor.” “That’s it… Lay back down and let me take care of you.”

Hot, but sometimes annoying lmao

When he’s the one receiving it? Lord have mercy-

Berlin tries to be nice and wants you to feel comfortable.

But how can he not push your head a bit?

If he feels mean, he pushes his hips up, making you gag on his cock.

He likes hearing you choke on him, and the tears in your eyes is a turn-on.

He likes finishing down your throat, holding your head still and basically fuck your face

But if YOU take charge - he’ll lay back down and let you control everything

Just tell him to “Be still”/”Don’t fucking move” and he’ll obey like a good boy <3

This is also one of the times when he’ll whimper and beg for you.

He thinks you’re so damn good at blowjobs, and legit begs for them all the time.

He’s extra sensitive when your mouth is around his member, and making him whimper and moan is easy peasy. 

He’s very rewarding after you give him heads, too.

Andrés is a bit of a kinky mf.

He def has some kind of daddy kink, wanting you to call him “daddy” in bed.

Honestly? He wouldn’t mind calling you mommy/daddy in bed too (if you’re into that lmao) - or he will do so just to tease you

He’s into light BDSM, and owns some nice pairs of blindfolds, ropes/handcuffs, a gag and some whips- 

The scene where he was tied up? Homeboy enjoyed that a bit too much Iykwim ;)

Sorry, but Andrés is definitely into cockwarming 👀

After finishing, he usually doesn’t pull out but instead keeps his softening member inside of you.

If you are into that too, he suggests for you to cockwarm him during nights.

He just loves being inside of you

When it comes to aftercare, he loves it.

Running you a hot bath, giving massages etc.

He is not the guy that asks for aftercare from you, but he does appreciate you taking care of him after you’ve topped him.

He likes to cuddle you 

Also likes having late night conversations with you, talking about dreams and the future, or just random bullshit.

He is very affectionate afterwards.

He loves and cherishes you and always tries showing it to you.

But after sex he is extra loving, which you can tell by the way he looks into your eyes

Or his smile.

To summarize… This man appreciates you no matter what and doesn’t care if he’s over or under you. He is a very passionate man and loves sex with you.

Did I just spend like 2h straight on writing a very detailed Berlin smut? Yep. No regrets 😭

[milfbro]

There it is again! The christmas prince is set in the same universe as the princess switch. That means that in the princess switch the cold war never happened

[bonny-kookoo]

Enticing Girl (JJK x Reader) 🎀(☁️)💜🔞

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Good Girl AU!, Fluff, Smut, slight comedy, only a teeny tiny little bit of angst

Warnings: Fluff, it’s so soft pls, GG and JK being best puppy-parents, Dom! Jungkook, Sub!Reader, Dom/Sub themes, mild DDLG themes, usage of toys (the vibrator pt.2 lol), oral (fem. receiving), Squirting, Subspace, Soft aftercare king ‘Koo, GG scratches his back and he thinks it’s funny, GG is clumsy and has to go to the ER, nothing too bad, but she’s kinda on a lot of pain meds, Jungkook being whipped, GG talking without a filter and he loves it

Summary: Jungkook never wanted to see you in any kind of hospital ever again. This time however, it ends way differently than last time, and he couldn’t help but feel almost overwhelmed with emotions.

Good Girl || Sweet Girl || Smart Girl || Brave Girl || Pretty Girl || Charming Girl || Enticing Girl || Bad Girl || ???

Taglist: @sweetenedcooky @ggukkieland @btsismybias22 @darkgvk @daddypkj @flowerprincess24 @crazylittlemay @zeharilisharaban @teresaisla @tangledsparkles @dammit-jjk

"What the fuck!" Jungkook laughed, as he pulled you inside the small diner, his cotton zip hoodie already soaked with the rain from outside. You hit his chest playfully at his cursing, making a few lone costumers and a waitress snicker at your antics, and your own cheeks redden. Your boyfriend shook his head like a wet dog shaking his coat, making you whine as the drops fell onto you, as he laughed, kissing your cheek. "Sorry, sorry. Lets sit down." He said, walking to a small booth in the corner, where he simply threw his soaked clothing onto the seats, making you click your tongue at him. "Ah come on now, sit down and be a good girl now while I get the menus." He said, making you huff as you sat down, cheeks still ablaze because of his words.

Alex had made a little fun about it the last time you spoke with her. The fact that you seemed trained like a dog to his very command as soon as he would utter these things to you in a way that always included you being 'his good girl'. You had told her time and time again that no, you were not whipped for him, and yes, you could be independent and go against his words. You had yet to prove that, however. It wasn't like you wanted to go against him, however- your nature didn't allow you to. As someone who liked to be taken care of in the most nurturing kinds of ways, you wanted to see if Jungkook would take on that role of a partner who would simply comply with these needs. So basically, what you were doing, was pushing and pushing, until you'd demand something he couldn't give. Of course you could just plain straight tell him what you wanted, but you craved him to do these things naturally, not because he would feel like he needed to do them in order to make you happy.

Jungkook had noticed your behaviour as well. Instead of using that to his advantage, he'd gone around the world wide web and done research, simply because he felt like he'd read about this entire situation before. He knew about things like subspace, a mindset you slipped into easily during sex whenever he would push your buttons just right- these days even without any sexual nature in his gestures. The funny thing was, that Taehyung had actually told him to search up some things, 'maybe it could be helpful' he'd said. And it had been, he decided after he'd found a lot of information about what this could mean for you as a person. Were you someone who regressed, but simply didn't know? It could be. Or maybe you weren't. He'd ask you about that later on.

When he'd come back to your table, you slowly put your phone away as he sat down, looking at the menu. "Anything catching your eye princess?" He asked as he looked over the dishes as well, trying to decide what he wanted for himself. You hated making decisions, always waiting for Jungkook to do tell you whatever he would get as an example to go by. He noticed that, as you began to shuffle around in your seat, slightly sucking your upper lip in between your lips to chew on the skin in frustration. He clicked his tongue, hand reaching out to pull your lip out of its danger of getting seriously hurt as he looked at you. "Don't do that. Let me get the sunny side up eggs, and you'll take the pancakes. If you wanna switch we can, sound's good?" He said, and you nodded, glad he took the burden of the decision from you.

It was still early, your first morning of yours and Jungkooks shared week of freedom from your work. You'd taken the days off at the same time to spend some well deserved time together without the need to get up early in the mornings, or stay up late to wait for the other to finish their shift. Today you started with getting breakfast together, the weather however had switched seemingly out of nowhere, making you both regret walking to the small diner instead of taking the car.

It didn't matter to you, however- the fact that Jungkook had desperately tried but failed to shield your form from the sudden downpour from above with his zip hoodie made you feel as if you were stuck in a romantic drama full of cliches and happy endings. It felt magical, in a way, as cheesy as it sounded.

Once the food arrived, Jungkook thanked the waitress as she set the plates down, his hands already reaching for the cutlery as you gently pulled yours towards you. The small restaurant slowly filled up as the time went by, squeaking shoes and the laughter of a foreign family walking in breaking the silence around everyone. Jungkook watched you as you started to dig into your pancakes, smiling a bit as he slowly began to eat as well. "Is there something you wanna do today?" He asked you, as you looked at him, shaking your head. Today you really wanted to just embrace the simple fact you could both be lazy. He nodded, instantly moving his finger over your lower lip as some crumbs failed to make it into your mouth in time, swiping across before pushing a bit, his own lips turning upwards a bit as he noticed how you complied without thinking much, letting his finger inside your mouth to welcome the stray crumbs of food that were supposed to end up there in the first place. You really were sweet.

"The lets go home after the rain clears up and take a nap, sounds good?" He said, and you nodded again, already hyped at the vision of him and you curled up on the couch, windows opened to let the cool air in as you both slept for as long as you wanted. For others it may seemed to be a pretty dull plan for the day, but for you both it was rare to be able to be lazy. Jungkook had just recently found his dream job at a tuning workshop as an airbrush artist. He'd been a bit hesitant, yet after a bit of reassurance from your side he'd finally agreed to send in some of his own sketches and practices he'd collected over time. They had almost immediately agreed to take him under their wing despite his lack of knowledge concerning actual work experience. That had been the big reason why he'd always stayed late, being given extra lessons in how to actually work with professional equipment. He loved his new job, you'd noticed that instantly, yet he had also felt bad that you always stayed up to wait for him to come home despite having to get up early in the mornings for your own job, constantly finding you asleep on the couch rather than in his bed where you should rest. The week of freetime came as a beacon of hope that things would get a bit easier since it showed that you both had settled into your own jobs well enough to receive short-notice freedom just by asking kindly.

It was also good for the both of you since you would be finally picking up your dog the next day, your vacation probably filled with chaos and happiness- and you couldn't wait.

"Come on, lets go take a shower while we can throw the clothes in the wash." Jungkook said as he stepped into the apartment you both shared, making you smile happily as you skipped into the bathroom, already pulling your sweater over your head. Jungkook came inside soon after, picking up the clothes you had simply thrown onto the tiles as you stepped out of your pants. "Since when do we make such a mess princess?" He said as he accusingly stood in front of the sweater in front of his sock clad feet, arms crossed in front of him. You looked at him for a moment before you pouted, picking it up with mild attitude and throwing it into the open washing machine, making him sigh as he caged you in with his arms on either side of you, chest against your backside. "And since when, pray tell, do we have such an attitude?" He grumbled, his voice low as he spoke close to your ear. You squirmed a bit, trying to duck your way out of your current situation, but he'd easily caught onto your plan by grabbing your wrists and holding them onto the edge of the washing machine, keeping you in place. "Hm?" He pressed, as you simply shrugged your shoulders. "Huh. I see." He said, as he suddenly detached himself from you, leaving the bathroom.

"Jungkook?" You asked meekly, peaking around the corner of your living room where he'd sat down, on his phone. He hummed an answer without looking up, aknowledging your questioning call of his name, but not giving you full attention. Did you get too far? "Aren't you.. you know, gonna shower too?" You asked, and he nodded, still not looking at you.

"I'll take one after you're done." He simply said, and the corners of your lips turned downwards at that, almost asking why, before your mind connected the dots.

He was punishing you.

You stepped back inside the bathroom, ridding yourself of your undergarments before stepping inside the shower, cleaning yourself. Until today, Jungkook had never really punished any behavior other than when you didn't speak clearly. He'd always simply taken it as you being a bit impish that day, as if you were just in a funny mood. This was new to you, and you didn't know if you were happy with it or not, simply because you could not clearly figure out if it was for the right reason in your eyes.

You stepped outside the shower, eyes widening at the fluffy sweater and sweatpants, as well as underwear he'd set out for you on the sink. He maybe gave you the silent treatment, but this simple gesture made your heart melt. He really was too sweet for you. Grabbing everything and slowly dressing yourself, you dried your hair with a towel until it stopped dripping, as it slipped from your hand, falling to the ground and taking some stray items next to the sink with it. You didn't look as you tried to catch it from actually meeting the floor, hand failing to reach the fabric, but instead squeezing something else, that made you take in a sharp breath, instantly dropping whatever you had in your hand just now.

Small red droplets fell to the floor as you squeezed your hand, whimpering a bit, careful not to be too loud to catch Jungkooks attention. You panicked a bit as you saw the amount of blood collecting in your palm, on the white tiles the razor you had accidentally grabbed in your fast movement. You grabbed a freshly cleaned kitchen towel from the bag of recently cleaned things such as oven mitts and the dogbed Jungkook had bought second hand. You wrapped it around tightly, but it still seeped through, making you sigh out. Nop, you had to get him.

“Jungkookie..?” You timidly asked, leaning against the doorframe as he turned around from his spot in front of his TV, pulling down his headset.

“Yeah Princess?” He asked, raising his eyebrow in a silent question at your form.

“So uh..” you started, trying to ignore the angry throbbing of your hand. “Let’s say uh, purely hypothetically, you cut yourself accidentally in your hand, when should you like.. you know, see a doc?” You asked, biting your lip.

Jungkooks eyebrows furrowed, immediately getting up as soon as he discarded his headset of the floor, walking over to you and reaching out for your hand that you had behind your back. “I ain’t playing games young lady, Hand. Now.” He demanded, and you hesitantly gave in, putting your hand wrapped in a kitchen towel into his waiting ones, as he unraveled the fabric, making you hiss and whine. He grabbed your wrist to take away the possibility of pulling away from him as he sharply took in air between his teeth, carefully inspecting the cut in your palm. “Wrap it up Baby and get my car keys.” He said, already switching off the TV as he ushered you into the small hallway, not taking chances with it.

Oh boy, you really were making a mess today, weren't you?

"...'m hungry koo.." You drawled, making him chuckle a bit as he fastened your seatbelt for you. "Did you hear me?" You asked, a bit like you talked whenever you were drunk. He have had the wonderful privilege of knowing that after picking you up from a birthday party once.

"I've heard you loud and clear baby." He said, closing the car door and walking around the front to open his own and climbing into the drivers seat, a click signifying that he'd put on his own safety as well before he started the engine. "But the nurse said you can't eat anything for the next few hours, at least until the medication has worn off." He said, and you whined, sinking down in your seat, glaring at your bright pink bandage wrapped around your hand as if to set it on fire. To Jungkooks eyes it just looked absolutely adorable. "I promise you I'll get you whatever you want as dinner tonight. Sounds good?" He asked, looking at you for a moment at a red light. You mumbled something but nodded. "What was that?" He said, and you huffed.

"I said 'yeah okay I guess." You repeated your words, and he chuckled. "You're not takin' me seriously Koo!" You whined, and he smiled as he tapped your shoulder, silently ordering you to sit properly.

"I admit that Princess." He said, taking a moment to take in both sides of the road before continuing to drive. "But I can't really do that since you're a bit out of it baby." You gasped as if he'd just insulted you, rolling your eyes. "I saw that." He said sternly, and you squirmed in your place. "you've been huffy like this the entire day today. Do I need to do something about that?" He said, implying something you weren't too sure of.

"m not a baby.." You mumbled as you looked out of the window, making Jungkook smile a bit.

"Well you're behaving like one though. A pretty bratty one at that." He said, and you looked at him.

"Is that bad?" You asked, and he raised his eyebrows as he stopped at a red light again, urging you to continue talking. "Is it bad that I wanna have you taking care o'me like that.?" You carefully worded, even though your words were still a bit hazy. He shook his head.

"I never said I didn't like it, didn't I?" He said, and you simply nodded, but face visibly still uncertain. "It sure isn't like anything I've experienced before, and I'm gonna be honest, I highly doubt I'm fit to be someone to take care of someone like you, but I'm also a selfish asshole who can't give up trying. So yeah, that's that I guess." He spoke, and you looked at him with eyes full of wonder, making him chuckle a bit uneasy. "What now?"

"Your eyes look like Bambis!" You suddenly exclaimed, and he suddenly burst out laughing, that signature laugh were he kind of sounded like a maniac, voice high pitched and mouth wide open. "They do!"

He had to blink a bit to get his eyes to clear up. "I'm sure they do, I'm sure."

"But you're not cute like Bambi." You said, looking out the window.

"I'm not? Why not baby?" He asked, and you seemed to think for a moment, until you answered.

"Dunno." You began, before speaking your next words without hesitation. "maybe because I have to think about the times we had sex, and I can't think of you as cute anymore afterwards."

This time it was him that suddenly went a bit red on the tips of his ears. You never spoke openly about your intimate life like that, so hearing you say it out loud was foreign to him. "Really now?" He said, simply to keep the conversation flowing. He wanted to make the most out of your dazed state, speaking without any filter.

"Hmhm." You hummed. "But now that I think about it, you are kind of cute." You said, and he simply huffed out a breath. "Cause you always take care of me afterwards, no matter how hard you get. You know, remember that time you used that cute vibrator-" Jungkook coughed, replying with a yes. Of course he remembered that. "Yeah, you were sooo sweet afterwards~" You said as you yawned, just before he finally parked the car in front of your apartment complex. "Hm, I liked that." You said, and he looked at you.

"You did? But I was being pretty mean." He said, and you shook your head.

"No. 'Koo's never mean." You mumbled, and he smiled.

His feet walked over the floor, getting closer and closer until the smell of his bodywash hit your nose as he'd crouched right in front of your seemingly sleeping form on his bed, oblivious to the fact that you were slowly regaining consciousness after your short nap on the mattress to clear your system of the medication used to numb your hand as they cleaned and wrapped the skin up. He tapped your nose a few times until you scrunched it up cutely, making him chuckle a bit. You opened your eyes with a pout, until your gaze lowered, noticing his.. very obvious lack of clothing.

"YAH Jungkook, why are you naked?!" You yelled, immediately sitting up and holding a pillow in front of your face, making him burst out laughing.

He grabbed onto the pillow to lower it, but you held it firmly, making him laugh even more. "Baby it's not like you haven't seen my dick before-" He said between his chuckling, but you shook your head behind your makeshift barrier.

"Well yeah but-" You said, "But this is so unexpected I wasn't prepared- just put on pants Jungkook!" You begged as he took your only safety away, leaving you to hold your hands over your eyes, face red as he seemingly couldn't stop laughing.

Initially he'd just tried to wake you to ask where you'd put his most comfortable sweatpants after not finding them in his bedroom earlier, and forgetting to ask you about them when you had finished your shower earlier. But teasing you would always stay hilarious to him, the way you would still blush and get shy whenever he'd do things like that never failing to make him smile. "I would but you hid them so good I can't find them." He said. "Have you seen my black sweatpants? The ones with the white writing on the side?" He asked.

"Jungkook, they're still in the wash, and also-" You took your hands away from your eyes to be met with him still in front of you, skin slightly shiny from his shower. "Jesus-! Also if you're searching for your Sweats why the hell aren't you at least wearing underwear?!" you whined, and he laughed.

"Well I wasn't really planning on wearing any underneath to be honest." He casually explained, sitting down next to you on his bed as he layed down at your legs on his side, his head near your thigh as his hand traced yours still shielding your eyes. He didn't grab nor pulled, he simply tapped it with his finger. "Come on princess, am I that bad to look at?" He said with a whine, and you shook your head. "Then why won't you look at me?" He asked, making you sigh, falling down into the pillows behind you, making him get up a bit to crawl next to you, laying on his stomach. "Okay, my dick is snuggling the mattress now, you can't see it. Can you look at me now?" He asked with a hint of teasing in his voice, as you slowly opened your eyes, testing as if to see if he was lying. He wasn't.

"Jungkookie~!" You whined, and he simply copied you like a parrot, making you pout at him.

"Oh come on, you love this dick!" He exclaimed, and you laughed a bit as you squealed at his hands tickling your sides. "Say it!" He said between laughter, and you shook your head, even as tears gathered in your eyes. "Come on, say it!" He said, not letting you breath.

"Okay okay, I love your dick, I love your dick jungkook please stop!" You said, laughter turning into squeaky noises- something you hated, and he loved.

"Good." He simply said, entire nature of his antics shifting as his hands found their way inside your pants, pulling them down in practiced motion, taking your underwear right along the ride down to your calfs where he simply let them fall down next to his bed, uncaring. He positioned himself between your open legs, next target of his wandering palms underneath your sweater, having already noticed that you had skipped your bra he'd put out for you. It made it easier to access your breasts for him, so he didn't mind at all.

You sighed at it, already at his mercy with just a simple action. Your eyes never leaving his as he watched you squirming underneath him in anticipation of what he had in store for you, already getting riled up at his intense gaze. "I believe earlier you said something about the cute vibrator we used before, hm?" He said, and you turned red at that, having hoped he'd forgotten about it. He simply dug inside his infamous bedside drawer, pulling the toy out, and carefully running it over your center, collecting your already very present wetness as a form of lubrication to push the toy inside you, slowly, as to not make it too uncomfortable. "I also remember your attitude today." He mused as he watched the toy slowly disappear inside you, small rabbit gimmick on the top side of it slowly taking its place snug against your pearl, making you move your hips a bit. "Do you think you've been a good girl today?" He asked, testing how to get you into your familiar headspace. It seemed to work immediately.

"N-no.." You hummed, eyes already moving around a bit anxiously at the way he spoke. He usually didn't address anything that happened during the day whenever you both had sex, always keeping it plain and simple while still changing up the pace and overall energy of it almost every time. Sometimes he was incredibly sweet, while others your muscles ached afterwards in the most delicious of ways. This time however, the theme felt a little different.

"Then you'll know why I'm gonna do this, and you'll take it like the good girl we both know you are, right?" He said, before turning on the toy, low buzzing making you yelp a bit, hands grabbing the sheets. "Keep it there while I watch you." He said, and your eyes widened as you tried to look at him. His eyes held an almost predatory energy in them. "And don't you fucking dare close your legs." He hummed, low voice showing how serious he was about it.

You nodded, hips moving a bit as you tried to hold them as still as possible- the relentless pace of the toy however, made it increasingly difficult to do so as you tried to breath steadily, not noticing how Jungkook himself had taken on another position on the bed, tattooed hand pumping his already hardening length in his hand, lazily, not really having his own release in mind at all. It simply increased the pleasure he already felt watching you- not only watching you, but knowing that you actually tried to follow his orders. It made him feel powerful in a different way he'd craved before he'd met you- and he could say for sure that it already had him addicted. Your soft moans suddenly shifted as your hips bucked into nothing, your thighs trembling as you came in front of him.

He made no move.

You whined at the overstimulation, craving to close your legs, feet already kicking away softly, yet you forced them to stay open as long as you could, breath escaping you in small bursts of air, and Jungkook fed on that view, burning it into his mind before he turned off the toy once he saw your eyes squeeze shut in discomfort. He hushed you softly as he pulled it out of you, letting it bounce slightly off of your clothes on the floor to be cleaned later. His hands found their way underneath your thighs, pushing them upwards as he layed a palm over your center, making you jump a bit at the contact, but you soon relaxed again as he kissed you deeply, tongue instantly forcing its way between your lips.

You didn't put up much of a fight when it came to him anyways.

Slowly, pleasure returned, building up again after your last orgasm as he let your hips roll into his steady hand, letting you decide the pace for a moment, before he took a condom and pulled it over his length, entering you slowly, too slow for your liking. He chuckled at your eagerness before he pushed your thighs apart, flat on the bed as he began a steady but relentless pace right from the start. He could feel your soft muscles tremble underneath his fingers as he held them in place, your own hands reaching for him as he leaned closer, giving you the opportunity to at least try and wrap your hands around his middle- failing however.

It came suddenly.

Normally you'd feel it build up, but it was his hand reaching down as you were delirious with pleasure, flicking your bud just right as you clenched around him, making him gasp as your fingers dug into his back, leaving angry red marks just underneath his shoulder blades as you felt yourself release- quite literally.

Jungkook continued throughout your sudden orgasm, eyes widening as he saw you squirting underneath him, coating his lower abdomen and thighs in clear wetness. He pulled out, leaning down as he placed his mouth onto your intimate parts, tongue working on your nub again softly as he groaned at the taste of you and the way you whined and moaned, openly without any hesitation. It was so enticing to see you like that, how you suddenly sobbed drily in pleasure as you felt him work you through all the overstimulation towards another one, parting with a kiss to push himself inside again, this time sitting, grabbing just underneath your knees to pull you close to him, eyes never leaving the visual pleasure that was his own cock re- and disappearing inside you over and over again, until he felt himself release, pulling out and working his hand over your nub in a fast pace, making you scream for a second before you came with a silent cry, back arching off the mattress underneath, making him sigh at the view.

Your leg quivered, feeling dangerously close to cramping up as Jungkook softly worked his fingers over your muscles, easing them up so that wouldn't happen to you, even in his post orgasmic bliss purely focused on you and your well-being.

He sloppily tied up the condom, throwing it into the bin next to his bed and simply letting himself fall onto the sheets next to you, uncaring of the drenched fabric underneath you both. He simply pulled you close, wrapping his arms around you as you tried to catch your breath, softly muttering praises into your ear as you fell asleep.

Hearing the door open, you instantly got up from the couch, spotting Jungkook and the light grey dog carrier walking into your living room.

You didn't come along this time because you felt like you would just make the dog anxious with your restless emotions, and Jungkook had decided to pick up the dog without you after that. He slowly put the plastic cage down, opening the door as you both sat down on the floor, waiting for the puppy to emerge.

Which happened quite quickly.

You both had visited her as much as possible to get her comfortable with you, and it showed; as soon as the fluffy white dog spotted you, she happily skipped over to you, licking your hand and chin as much as she could while you laughed. "I'm happy to see you too!" You exclaimed as the puppy barked away, excited at seeing both of her regular visitors now together.

Jungkook simply smiled at the picture in front of him, slowly taking out his phone to snap a memory for himself of that moment.

He really was whipped for you.

After getting acquainted with all of the furniture and rooms of your apartment, you both took Miri out for a walk, Jungkook having remembered that he'd promised you anything you wanted for dinner, which, not to his surprise, involved getting chicken nuggets and milkshakes. It was okay for him however, since you had deserved it after the amazing time you'd given him.

While watching you walk the dog so happily, he reminded himself that this was exactly what he wanted in life. A simple experience like this felt magical with you, the way you saw everything in a special light slowly coloring the picture in front of his own eyes more vibrantly as well. It was truly something only you could do to him.

He didn't need much money, a large house, or anything else. As long as he had this, he would stay happy.

"You know, I never knew you could squirt."

"Jungkook!"

"What?!"

"Not in front of the dog!"

"Oh, really now?!"

[ghoulciifer]

submission:

@tui-lah: “hi!! congratulations on 100, baby!!!! i can’t wait to see your acc grow more & more as time unfolds! m’so proud of you 🥺 i wanna participate in your event, so can i rq a matchup for a boy from bnha pls? i don’t have a preference for either show 🥺 i’m tall (5’9” to be exact 😼) & i’m plus sized. i like to drive around (be driven around LMFAO, shawty can’t drive 😔) i sing a lot (and i’m good at it!!!) and i only really watch anime nowadays 😭 i’m funny as fuck and i’m really intuitive. with people i like, i’m so gooey. always reaching and touching and sweet talking. i use pet names, too!! “honey, sweetheart, baby” platonically, romantically, for a platonic person i want romantically. it takes a lot for me to say i’m sorry (not a flex) and my ego + pride can get in the way a lot when arguing with an s/o. my love language is affection. grabbing someone’s arm, putting my legs in their lap, squeezing their face, etc, etc. i talk all this about being sweet uwu but when i really like someone, i’m so mean to them 💀 it’s how i flirt. i can get bossy and blatantly disrespectful 😭 i really like going back and forth w people, y’know? but it’s always in good fun. in my heart of hearts...😔...i just want someone who likes when i mouth off and will dick me down to put me in my place 💔”

notes: tui! first of all, step on my neck? please? you definitely sound like the kinda person i would hang out with, and so would kiri! i hope you enjoy your matchup and thank you for your support, lovebug ❥ NSFW drabble under the cut!

why i matched you:

» you want a man? of course kiri’s got you covered, he’s the whole package. he’s strong, courteous, and just the right mix of playful and mature that’ll make you wonder if he’s even a real person (not to mention handsome asf). this dude will do ANYTHING for you if it means he can put a smile on your face, and that includes driving you everywhere. and it doesn’t matter if you alternate between that sweet n’ salty attitude because, well, he is friends with bakugou so he has plenty of experience in dealing with both sides of you.

» the first thing that attracted kirishima to you was your humor, after that he made it his life’s purpose to hear you giggle when he can. absolutely loves the sound of your voice when you’re playful, and your laughter is literal music to his ears! there’s never a time where you can’t joke around with him, he’s always willing to have a good laugh and actually appreciates your ability to bring light to just about any situation that needs it. fun fact, the first time kiri met you you actually made him choke on his energy drink from an particularly funny punchline, and he swore then and there he’d make you his

» your pet names will 100% melt kiri’s heart every time you use them. he thinks it’s the cutest thing every when you call for him using one of his many nicknames, eyes widened slightly and brows furrowed inquisitively, using that slightly higher pitched voice to coo at him. and he adores it even more when you give him affectionate touching! he reciprocates both acts of love with just as much if not more energy. his favorite way of holding/cuddling you is pulling you into his lap, nestling you between his legs with his arms around your waist and chin on your shoulder - it’s the perfect position for him to whisper sweet nothings or absolute filth in your ear 

» kirishima is a very patient man, it takes a massive amount of pressure to get this invincible hero to crack. like i said before, he’s friends with one of the MOST hotheaded people on earth, so he somehow manages to keep you two in check when you need it most. he almost admires your stubborm, headtstrong attitude, honestly. and somehow, he’s still able to differentiate when you’re seriously angry or just poking fun at him with insults, so be sure to count your lucky stars you’re with someone who can read you like an open book!

» if you wanna be manhandled for being a brat, kirishima is your man. even the patience of a saint can be tested when it comes to sexual tension. he’s got so much muscle on him that he could lift you with one hand if he tried, which luckily, he often does when hoisting you over his shoulder with a playful smack to the ass as he hauls you off to the bedroom. kirishima is a dom, for sure. he only switches from hard dom to soft when you’re a good girl for daddy, though <3

drabble:

Your mouth got you into trouble more times than you could count. Your lack of filter and not-so-humble approach to situations often ended in arguments arising between friends, family, whoever made the mistake to try you that day. The blame was almost always put on the poor soul who poked at your temper, but after some time reflecting and possibly even consulting your boyfriend on the matter, you made the conscientious decision to resolve the situation in whatever way was appropriate. And that’s exactly what you’re doing right now - making amends for your foul mouth as you choke on said boyfriend’s fat cock.

Your knees were burning from the friction of the carpet below you, but the feeling of your slick dripping from your weeping cunt down the innermost part of your thigh and the delicious ache of your jaw as you welcome Kirishima’s length against your eager tongue easily turns the pain to pleasure. His hands were gripping either side of your head firmly as he thrusts at a harsh pace, thumb occasionally swiping away at stray tears that prick below your lash line from the suffocating feeling of him fucking your throat without mercy.

“Don’t have much to say when you gotta cock down your throat, huh, princess?” Kiri hisses when your throat tightens around him at a particularly shallow thrust, your nose hitting the tuft of hair at his pelvis making his chest rumble with a deep groan. The gravel in his voice and the filth of his words sends another wave of heat down straight to your gushing core. You look up at him through thick, wet lashes, batting them sweetly but your taunting eyes convey a completely different message.

The almost playful look in your blown out pupils doesn’t go unnoticed. Kirishima pulls himself away from you quickly but before you can even catch the breath you’d been deprived of for the past 10 minutes, he kneels down to your level with a strong hand gripping your cheeks, causing your lips to purse between his thumb and pointer. His tongue juts out to lap up the drool leaking from your abused mouth just before he nips at the tender skin of your bottom lip.

“Almost looks like you’re enjoying this, babygirl… maybe I need to fuck that attitude outta ya, is that what you want?” He tilts your head from side to side a bit, inspecting your every move in search for that brattiness that got you into this mess before pulling your face dangerously close to his with a smirk, “You want me to fuck you stupid so you can’t even think about running that pretty little mouth of yours anymore?”

Hope you weren’t planning on walking tomorrow.

matchups are CLOSED! thank you to those who entered or have been keeping up with this event! remember you can check to see updates on matchups + if your matchup has been posted via the #tumplaysmatchmaker tag!

[cherry-ber]

Reaction to meeting the parents for the first time 😳

I don't really know if you wanted an specific member so I'm gonna do just 127 i hope you don't mind.

Taeil

[he is such a baby omg I love him]

Maybe it's because he's the oldest but I feel like he would be confident and not nervous at all.

Like he would be so polite to your parents and extremely sweet but serious

The would SO love him, they would think he's such a gentleman that would take good care of you

They would always invite him for dinner or to whatever family activities ever

Johnny

I think about this one a lot and very often because weLL MY MOM PERSONALLY ADORES HIM and my dad finds him funny so this one hITS

He's. So. Charming. Like he just has that cocky smile and a great sense of humor, he would do amazing meeting your parents

He would make them laugh even if he's just doing nothing

Is amazing getting to know them

Obviously has great conversations with them

Your parents call him son already tbh

Taeyong

He's really nervous

Like you can tell he is, he's probably shaking and you're trying to calm him down

Might be a little clumsy tbh

Probably your parents notice too and they'd go easy on him and let him get confortable

Once he does, he manages to click with them

They would fin him cute and they'd love him, too

Yuta

Sorry but he would be nervous too

Like not like Taeyong but he can't be as annoying and cocky as usual and that's making him anxious because he doesn't want to make a wrong move and ruin his first impression

I do see him struggling, though, like he is the human embodiment of Scorpio ®

But he would come off as a very smart, polite young man, very respectful and of course they'd love how captivating he is

Maybe you would be even more nervous than him, though

Doyoung

Another one that my mom loves so

Also another big polite gentleman

Like he would dress up nice to make a good impression and he just looks AMAZING *chef's kiss*

I think he would be a little bit of an introvert, he would talk about him if they asked, about your relationship but mostly he'd listen to childhood stories or their own life tbh

Like i feel that he wouldn't even kiss you at all when you're with them

He'd be a pretty serious guy too, i really think that your parents would invite him often and he'd be more confortable around them

The do like him though, they like how mature he looks

Jaehyun

[My mom's bias tbh]

I just have to say this: husband material

He'd arrive to your house to have dinner, he'd bring wine or whatever, he'd greet them and treat you so good

He already treats you like a princess but he's not ashamed to be affectionate with you and vocal about your relation

I really see him really connecting with your parents and reassuring them that he's pretty serious about you

10/10, when he leaves your parents immediately ask you to marry him

Jungwoo

Anxious ®

You'd be worried for him but he keeps telling you that he will be okay

You told your parents in advance that he would be nervous and they'd understand him

You try to bring the conversation to him enough so that he can talk without feeling pressured to do it

He mostly talks about himself, and they find him interesting and adorable

Once he's ready, he listens too about them, and he make questions that they gladly answer and that's how me breaks the ice and manages to feel comfortable and included

Mark

It's nothing personal but this one is making me a little bit more emotional, y'all know he's my special baby also my mom AND dad always ask me about him (as if i would know lmao) so maybe it is personal

He's excited about it because he takes this relation pretty seriously, but because of that he's putting too much effort

He starts to get ready with so much time in advance, he calls the members when he starts to panic and manages to get himself together

Like imagine having him for brunch and he brings a ridiculous amount of flowers and whatever fancy thing you bring to a brunch

He's VERY awkward and he doesn't even notice

Like he would speak so fast, or switch languages as he often does, he'd be very loud and would be giggling 80% if the time

He's very interested in meeting your family, though, he asks a lot about you all, he tells you about his family too

He's just so boyfriend material, ugh

When you're done, though, he would ask to take you out for a walk and of course you'd say yes

And that's when he tells you he's worried that they wouldn't like him

Like he would be over thinking every single word he said and you'd have to call him down too

But in reality, your parents would appreciate how much effort he put into the meeting so they would sincerely like him

Donghyuck

I don't think he would be nervous at all

He knows how much it means for you that he's meeting your parents so he would try to impress them

I think they would like how confident he is, he would show them that he cares for you and that he WILL take care of you too

He's so funny, so that's nice because doesn't come off as a cocky-confident kinda guy

Everyone enjoys the meeting, and he's expected at every family gathering from then on

[yoongisabby]

Reaction- You’re a fashion designer and need a live model to try on the outfit

Warning: none just pure FLUFF 🥺

A/N: thank you @literallycantchooseabias for this suggestion! I’m sorry it took forever I kept editing it and it’s not my best but I hope you enjoy it! I have three more to write and I’m also updating my au’s but request are open!! So please send them in! 💗

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You got the chance of the lifetime! You were asked to be apart of a big fashion show in Paris, they asked you if you could create an outfit for the show, you were nervous but excited. You had the outfit ready but wanted a model to try it on. You decided to call your boyfriend to your office so he can try it on...

Seokjin:

“Of course I’ll try it on Jagi! Not only am I worldwide handsome I’m also a model sometimes.” Jin said smugly “I just need to make sure it’s going to look okay and surprisingly the model has the same measurements as you” you told him grabbing his hand and leading him towards the room. You pushed him in and handed him the outfit. 5 minutes you knock on the door “Jin are you done?” He replies “yes I’ve been done for the past 2 minutes.” You made a confused face “then come out...?” Jin opened the door and looked at you in amazement “Jagi, YOURE SO TALENTED!” He grabbed your hips and kissed you “I’m asking big hit to hire you as bangtans personal stylist! MY GIRLFRIEND IS AMAZING!” You giggles and wrapped your arms around his waist “thank you for being my biggest supporter baby.” You smiles looking up at him, he softly wrapped his hands around your waist. “Always, you’re really talented y/n, your outfit is going to the steal the show.” He bent down to kiss your forehead and pulled away “Now if you excuse me I’m going to send pictures to the boys and show them how talented MY girlfriend is!” You shook your head and giggles yelling after him, “PLEASE DONT MESS IT UP!”

Yoongi:

“Pleaseeee Yoongi, all I need is for you to wear if for 5 seconds while I adjust a few things! And then I’ll leave you alone.” You begged the grumpy man “No, you’ve been locked away for weeks! I want cuddles and attention!” Yoongi pouted crossing his arms over his chest, “Funny how the tables have switched” you giggles and raised a brow at him, he rolled his eyes and let out a sigh “I’ll be your model if you promise after the adjustments you’ll spend time with me.” He looked at you seriously, you smiled at him and nodded “I promise, now please go put on that suit I made!” You asked again and he walked towards your office. Yoongi walks out 2 minutes later and immediately stands on the platform you set up and attaches his arms out “You look good in my clothing yoong!” You say checking him out and sending him a wink “Only because you made it.” He said blushing a bit, you began to fix a few parts and adjust what you felt needed. After 30 minutes you were finally done “Okay you can take it off and then meet me in the bedroom. How do you feel about have take out tonight?” You asked while putting away your things, “Sounds amazing, I can’t wait to finally have my girlfriend back tonight.” He went and put the suit back up neatly on the rack and like met you in the room for a long night of cuddling and watching movies.

Hoseok:

“WAHHH Y/N! YOU HAVE MAGIC FINGERS!” Hobi said as he was standing on the little crate you had in your studio looking at his reflection in the mirror. “I’m pretty decent at what I do huh?” You replied smiling while making a few alterations to the hem of the sleeves. “Decent?! You’re amazing jagi, and I’m not just saying that. I mean it.” He looked down at you softly, if anyone saw they would think he was looking at the universe. But he was, you’re his universe and he can’t imagine his life without you in it. You blushed at his complement and tried to focus on what you’re doing as you felt his gaze on you. “You mean it Hobi?” You stopped and looked up to meet his eyes, he stepped down and wrapped his arms softly around your waste and pulled you close “I one hundred percent mean it, you’re talented and not only am i going to know that but the whole world is! Your outfit is going to steal the show and I’m going to be proud to know that everyone is amazed by my girlfriends creation just like I am.” He spoke softly to you, there was passion in the way he was speaking about you and your hard work. He meant every word he said and he was going to make sure you knew how proud he is of you. “Thank you Hobi, I don’t know what I would do without you here. I don’t care what other people think of my work, I only care about what you think! Your opinion means the world to me.” You looked up at him with so much love in the world, he smiled down at you and kissed you softly. “I love you y/n y/l/n” “I love you so much Hobi.”

(don’t touch me I’m sobbing!)

Namjoon:

“Joonie! Can you please come here for a minute?” You called to your boyfriend, you needed him to try on the suit you made to see if you need to make any alterations to it or not. “Yes baby doll, you needed me?” He came into your shared bedroom walking behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist,placing a kiss to the top of your head. You melted into his embrace wishing you could stay like this forever but sadly you needed him to try on the outfit. “Could you please try on this suit I made? I just need to see if there’s any alterations that need to be made before i can say it’s complete.” You asked turning around in his arms and leaning in to press a soft kiss to his plush lips, he gladly kissed you back and hummed “Sure baby, this suit looks amazing! I might need you to make me one for MAMA this year.” He said smiling letting you go so he could put it on. “Thank you darling, I would be honored to make you a suit for the award show.” You giggles waiting for him to be done getting dressed, once he was done he stood if front of you posing, sending you into a fit of laughter “Whoah there buddy, wouldn’t want the girls swooning over you more than they do already!” You joked positioning him the way you needed him. “They can swoon all they want, I only got eyes for you sweetheart.” He gave you his signature dimples smile and you could help yourself but kiss him again, “Okay joonie, I’m going to need you to stop distracting me so I can hurry and we can go cuddle.” He perked up at the thought of cuddling you and enjoying each other’s embrace “Yes ma’am!” He replied stay as still as he possibly could, you smiled and began working on the suit.

Jimin:

Jimin is the one who offers to be your model so you can make alterations easily, luckily for you the actual model was jimins height and had the same measurements as him. “Thank you Jimin for offering to help me.” You said sweetly working on the collar of the jacket “No problem jagi! I loving helping you and I love seeing how amazing your work comes out! And plus I get to spend more time with you.” He blushed shyly looking away, Jimin is always flirting with you but he gets so shy when he gets super affectionate. You smiled trying to hurry through the alters so you can shower your baby with love and affection. You worked as fast as you could and eventually finished the whole suit, you sighed happily and took a step back to get a better view, “I think this is my best work yet! And it’s all thanks to my lovely model.” You smiled at him and he gave you his cute eye smile coving his face with his hand, “ahhh stop jagi, you’re making me blush!” He laughed and grabbed your hand pulling you towards him, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. “It really is thanks to you chim, you didn’t have to stand here for as long as you did just to help me.” You wrapped your arms around him and held him close, “I know I didn’t have too but I wanted too, I love being with you and I love seeing how passionate you are when you’re doing you love. You look so cute when you’re focused! I had to hold myself back from cooing and trying to kiss your cute face!” He gushed at you cupping you’re face in his hands, you smiled up at him “Well you don’t have to hold back anymore.” You told him and he laughed holding you face in his hands, he leaned down and began prepping kisses all over your face while you giggled and enjoyed it.

Taehyung:

“Hey jagi, what are you up too?” Taehyung called you, you were in the middle of making alterations to an outfit that needed to be ready before tomorrow night so you were in a hurry to finish, “hi baby, I’m kinda busy at the moment do you think I can call you back when I’m done?” You asked him feeling bad cause you wanted to talk to him but you really needed to finish this suit. “Why are you so busy?” There was a pause before he spoke again “OH! The fashion show tomorrow! That’s why you’re so busy! How’s the outfit coming along?” He asked “I think alright, I’m trying to make a few alterations but it’s kinda hard since I don’t have a model wearing it.” You said sighing frustratedly while working on the pant legs for the fifth time, there was a long pause as you continued working forgetting that Taehyung was on the phone with you. “Can I come over?” He suddenly asked “I can help you! I could wear the outfit so you can make the alterations!” You stopped and hesitantly asked “Are you sure? You don’t have too. I don’t want to be a burden on you Tae.” You told him feeling bad for putting your problems on him. “I don’t mind at all, I want to help you so you won’t be stressed. Please let me help you y/n.” He softly begged you, knowing you’ll keep telling him no if he didn’t beg you. “Okay you can help. Thank you so much tae, I’m so grateful for you. I don’t deserve you sometimes.” He let out a tsk “y/n I love you to the moon and beyond. It makes me so happy knowing I can help you when you need it. If anyone deserves me it’s definitely you. Now I’ll be there in 10 minutes and I expect a big hug and kiss as soon as you open the door, okay princess?” He said and you let out a giggle nodding to yourself “okay my prince, I’ll be waiting. And thank you again.” You told him “you’re welcome princess. See you soon.”

Jungkook:

“Jagi are you almost done? My feet hurt” Jungkook pouted as you made one last alteration to the suit he was modeling for you “Yes baby I’m almost done, I just have to finish this and the you’re free to go.” You giggled at your big baby. He pouted the rest of time counting the minutes down until you were done “I know I offered to help and I like helping you, but I didn’t realize how long I would actually be standing for..” he spoke looking at you “Hey it’s not that bad, look I’m done!” You moved away from him and he let out a sigh of relief, he turned around and looked in the mirror that was behind him and smiled “y/n you know you always seem to amaze me everytime you do something. But right now I’m blown away! This looks amazing!” He smiled turing his body back and forth to get a good look all around. “Thank you kookie, that means a lot to me coming from you.” You sincerely told him wrapping your arms around his waste giving him a back hug, pressing a small kiss against his back. He turned in your arms and smiled down at you wrapping his own arms around you “why are you so cute jagi?!” He gushed squeezing you tightly and pressing kisses to the top of your head. You giggled and pulled away from him slightly to look up at him “You know I love you right kook?” He looked down at you “of course, and you know I love you right y/n?” He asked back, you smile and nodded “I love you so much kookie.” “I love you so much more y/n.” He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to your lips, he gently pulled away and hugged you close “Now let’s me change out of this suit and let’s order take out and watch a movie.” He told you and you smiled “sounds good to me, I’ll order the food and be waiting for you in the living room.” You told him slowly walking away “be out soon baby.”

[zacharyleigh316]

Radio Silence

Here’s a little Destiel (au) ficlet inspired by this post. I wasn’t initially sure whether I was going to make this or not (due to lack of motivation, etc.) but here it is! So @mychemicalobsession514 and @fandomtrash2405 this one is for you. Hope you enjoy!

Dean loved being a cop. It was everything he hoped it would be and then some. There wasn’t one thing he hated about his job; he got to protect people, save lives, uphold the law (most of the time), and work with amazing professionals, most of whom did what he did for the same reasons, all while putting the bad people away. Being a cop made him feel good. Knowing that what he was doing everyday, what he was getting paid to do everyday, but more importantly what he chose to do everyday, made a difference in the world, was extremely fulfilling. Even if only slightly, and the world was better off for it? So yeah, he loved his job.

Though, given the most recent events, he might have to re-evaluate that statement.

“Mornin’ brotha’.” Came Benny’s Louisiana drawl from the coffee station. “Chief wants to see you, in his office when you get the chance.”

Dean nodded, making himself a cup of coffee, black, as usual. (Even though he didn’t quite understand why any of the officers continued to get their coffee from the station, including him, seeing as it tasted like absolute shit all the time.)

He looked over to his partner and raised a brow, Benny looking like the cat who caught the freakin’ canary, “What’s got you lookin’ all smug? I’m not getting reassigned are something, am I?”

“Oh no, nothin’ like that Dean. Besides, that wouldn’t be desirable for any of us.”

“Okay, but that still doesn’t explain why you got that stupid look on your face.” Benny just chuckled, tossing his empty cup into the trash.

He slapped Dean on the shoulder when he passed, and paused, meeting his eyes with a shit eating grin. “Just wanted you to know that I love you too brotha.”

Dean brows furrowed in confusion, watching Benny’s retreating back just as clueless as before. Not that he minded Benny’s terms of endearment; the guy was not only his partner but basically his best friend. He was comfortable enough with himself and his sexuality to actually quite enjoy being affectionate with his friends. So it wasn’t as if that was the weird part.

No, what was weird was all the smirking and the chuckling, as if Benny was enjoying some one-sided inside joke that only he was privy to. In fact, now that he thought about it, everybody else was being weird too.

Dean winced at the piss poor excuse for coffee when he took a sip, and made his way over to Chief Singer’s office. He was just about to knock on the door when it suddenly swung open, and Dean was being accosted by one of Garth’s hugs.

“I love you too Dean. Never forget that. I know I won’t. It made my day. Thank you.” Garth gave Dean a squeeze before pulling away, the latter more confused then ever.

Garth held onto Dean’s shoulders for a moment after the hug, just smiling at him, and though he admit he didn’t mind open affection, Garth had this way over overstepping boundaries that sometimes Dean wasn’t aware of.

“Uh, Garth, buddy? Mind stepping back now?”

“Of course Dean. You’re a good man.” He nodded, more so to himself than to Dean, and walked away with a skip in his step.

Dean shook his head and knocked on the doorway, stepping into the office at Bobby’s gruff, mumbled “come in”.

“What a weird guy.” He said in disbelief, chuckling at Bobby’s snort of affirmation.

“Anyway, you said you wanted to see me?”

“I did. Take a seat boy, we gotta talk.”

Dread immediately consumed Dean, his head already rapidly flitting through a million ways to say sorry about hundreds of possible scenarios of shit that he may or may not have done, when Bobby rolled his eyes.

“You can stop that right now, ya’ idjit, you’re not in trouble or anything.” He relaxed, and the Chief shook his head.

“Remember, you can’t hide nothin’ from me boy, I may be your boss, but I’m also like your daddy.” Dean raised a brow, curious as to where this was going.

“With that being said, I hope you know that even though I don’t say it as often as I probably should, I do love you. You and your brother.”

“Me more though right?” Bobby shot him an unimpressed look.

“Right sorry, I love you too, and all that. But seriously Bobby, where is all this coming from? Not that knowing everybody here loves me is a bad thing, but why are you all saying it all of the sudden?”

“You tellin’ me that you don’t know?” Dean shook his head.

“Obviously not. I wouldn’t have asked you if I did, old man.”

“Watch yourself boy,” Chief Singer said fondly, “I’m not against hitting you. That or firin’ your ass.”

“Yeah yeah. Both you and I know you’re just talk.” He smirked at Bobby’s responding huff, and leaned back against his chair.

“So you were saying?”

“Right. I don’t know what the hell you’re doing when this happens, but your radio codes in from time to time, before you come in, and you’re always saying that you love us.”

Dean both paled and somehow colored simultaneously. “Wh-what?”

“Which is why I was saying earlier, or attempting to say rather, that I uh...love you too of course, but the radio ain’t for that, son.”

“Oh my god.”

“What? You look like your trying to pass a kidney stone.”

“Are you freaking serious? You gotta be joking with me, right?”

“Why in the hell would I joke about something like that?” The Chief glared, at Dean, who ran a hand through his hair, and dragged it down his face.

“You okay? It ain’t that big of a deal, Dean. That’s why I’m letting you know now.”

“Oh my god.”

“There something you wanna say?”

“Even if there was, Bobby, I’m too humiliated and embarrassed to even...god, I’m a dumb ass.”

“Okay, well, I’m sure that it ain’t that bad. You have a tendency to over exaggerate, princess.”

“Oh no, Bobby, I’m pretty sure it is that bad. I mean, how is radioing ‘I love you’ out to the whole precinct not that bad? This takes the cake on just the level of bad it is.

“At least this explains why everyone was being spontaneously openly affectionate today.” Dean sighed, burying his face in his hands.

“Minus Garth. He’s always like that.”

Bobby chuckled, “I’m gonna take a gander and say, judging by your reaction, that this wasn’t intentional.”

“Christ, of course it wasn’t!” Dean flailed. “I wouldn’t friggin use my radio for that! Hell, I probably wouldn’t even say it in person unless they said it first.”

“Well, you seem to know exactly why this has been happening.” Bobby raised a brow. “Do you?”

“Unfortunately, yes.”

“Care to explain?” Bobby prompted, when Dean didn’t elaborate.

“Not really no.”

“Fine then, you’re dismissed. Keep your secrets boy. I’ll find them out eventually. And just make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

“Sure thing, sir.”

With that, and a nod from the chief, Dean left Bobby’s office and went to work, which, to no surprise (Dean was very rarely ever that lucky), sought out to personally torture him for the entirety of the day.

Officer Jody Mills and her partner Officer Donna Hanscum called in during lunchtime to profess their love for him, which okay maybe wasn’t so bad, because he did love them back, enjoyed their company immensely, and thought of them as surrogate mothers. Then Charlie, the computer tech, and regretfully also one of his best friends, personally came to his desk, dragging the other tech, Kevin, along, to talk about LARPing, and comics, and game night, and just as Dean relaxed, when they got off their break, the redheaded monster that was his Queen expressed her strong platonic love for him, letting him know he was safe from no one.

When the day was finally over (it hadn’t even been that exhausting, but when every single person you work with takes the time out of their own day to tease you because of one little colossal mistake—that you may or not have made—it begins to take its toll on you) Dean couldn’t wait to get home. He was starting to regret not only his choice of career, but also ever being excited to work with his friends.

He packed up quickly and clocked out, letting out a sigh at the prospect of home. Though, of course the day wouldn’t be over without one final ‘I love you’ from another coworker.

“Didn’t want to you leave with saying I love you, man. Stay safe out there, honey.” Dean snorted, snapping a glare at Detective Henriksen.

“Very funny, Victor. Go fuck yourself.” Victor laughed, and Dean flipped him off on his way out, making the detective laugh harder.

“Whatever you say, darling!”

Dean rushed out of the police station, never more grateful to see his beloved impala waiting for him in the parking lot. At least she couldn’t tell him she loved him, thought he didn’t mind that it was certainly implied.

Yeah, he hated work.

Dean pulled into the doorway shortly after, ready to put the whole day behind him, forget about it all with a nice, cold beer and some television.

He pat Baby’s hood as he got out, and gave the same treatment to the golden Lincoln Continental parked beside her, when he passed it on the way to the front door.

“Dean.” Cas peeked his head out of his office with a smile on his face, and met Dean at the door.

“You’re home, how was work?�� He went in for a hug, before being stopped by Dean’s hand on his chest.

His brows furrowed, and watched questioningly as Dean went and switched his radio off.

“Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, s’fine. Just, the last time we hugged, your shoulder must of hit my radio and it called dispatch.” Cas’ eyes widened in surprise.

“So basically the entire precinct, meaning every officer on duty, heard me say I love you when I left the other day. I didn’t even know until I got into work this morning, and everybody started tell me they loved me.”

Castiel’s eyes widened further before a smile broke out onto his face again, and he started laughing.

“Yeah, laugh it up sweetheart. But I would be nice to the person who cooks for you and makes sure you eat.”

“I’m sorry Dean. Work must of been interesting.”

“Tell me about it. So now whenever we hug, I’m going to make sure my radio is off. Who knows what else they may have heard.” His boyfriend rolled his eyes and opened his arms expectantly.

“Well now that it is, may I get my hug now, you drama queen?” Dean snorted, choosing not to think about how Cas sounded both like his brother and Bobby just then, and instead gathered him up into his arms for a hug.

Dean gave Castiel a squeeze, and pulled away slightly, smiling down at his boyfriend. “You’re so needy. Like a pet.”

“Mm, love you too.” Dean chuckled, and joined their lips, bringing Cas closer by his hips.

He hums into Dean’s mouth, and reaches up to cup his face in his hands. (Yeah, Dean prays to anything and anyone who’ll listen that his work buddies didn’t hear something like this).

And then, of course, (once again showing just how unlucky he was) his phone decided to ring, making Cas pull away. Dean whined, and pulled his phone from his back pocket, answering it in the hopes he could will the person who called to hang right back up, just by the sheer amount of glaring at it he did. Cas rolled his eyes, but hey, Dean really didn’t feel like being interrupted at the moment.

“What?” He snapped, holding the phone up to his ear. “This better be pretty friggin’ important Sammy. You better be dying or some shit, or I’m gonna kill you myself, bitch.”

“Jeez, Bobby said you would be home, jerk, so I assumed you wouldn’t be busy. I wanted to call you now rather than later. Guess I was wrong.”

“Yeah, you were wrong, now what do you want?”

“Just wanted to jump on the bandwagon, and send you some appreciation is all Dean, relax.” He could hear Sam’s bitch face through the phone.

“What?”

“Well you’re my brother, and you’ve done a lot...you do a lot, yet I don’t say this often when I probably should so I-“

“No. Nope. You were not just about to tell me you loved me!” Cas chuckled silently to himself, and smirked up at Dean, who was having another meltdown.

“Wha-Dean what’s so bad-“

“No Sammy. Do not say that to me! Seriously dude, I’m freakin serious. After all the people telling me that today, I don’t want to hear another person say those words in the context of me for a week! Actually make that two.”

“Christ alright. No need to be so anal about it. I guess I’ll talk to you later then.” Dean sighed, and visibly relaxed, ignoring his boyfriend smug expression.

“That goes for you too you ass hat.”

Castiel snorted, now ignoring Dean. “Bye Sam!”

“Bye Cas.” Dean glared at their easy rapport, as if nothing was wrong. “Tell Dean to stop being grumpy.”

“Will do.”

“Well he’s still right here, and currently wishing his Sasquatch of a brother would hang up already.”

“Whatever you say, Dean. Love you!” Sam hung up quickly after that, leaving Dean to stare at his phone dumbfounded.

“Son of a bitch!”

[ordinaryschmuck]

Top 20 BEST Animated Series of the 2010s-7th Place

>Insert long exaggerated sigh here<

It’s here that I really, really, REALLY hope nobody that I know personally is reading these.

(Also, sorry that this was a day late)

#7-My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic (2010-2019)

The Plot: In the land of Equestria, a unicorn named Twilight Sparkle moves to a happy little town called Ponyville to learn about the magic of friendship. There, she meets her best friends Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie. Together they’ll do what most friends do. Which is to sing songs, defeat creatures who seek to destroy everything, and learn that friendship truly is magic.

Now, I know what you might be thinking. Hell, I knew what you were thinking before I even explained the plot: “Isn’t this just a show for little girls that twenty-year-old losers fell in love with? How is this in the top 10?!” Now I’ll be the first to admit, there was a time when I didn’t get it either. When I heard that a fanbase grew around a My Little Pony reboot, I thought people were losing their minds. But, on one fateful day in 2014, my curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to watch ONE episode that seemed interesting to me. Unfortunately, it was the first episode in season two, and I had no idea what was going on within the first few minutes. So then I decided to watch the entirety of season one and then ONLY watch that episode in season two. And the episode after that because apparently, it was a two-parter. And then I watched the next episode after THAT because it also seemed interesting to me, plus the episode after that, for no reason other than I just wanted to. And then I watched all the rest of the series until the season four finale. And the two spin-off movies called Equestria Girls and Equestria Girls: Rainbow Rocks. Soon, I found myself reading fan-fiction, writing fan-fiction, looking at fanart, and even reading these spin-off comics that aren’t even canon, but I just couldn’t leave this magical world because it TOOK ALMOST A WHOLE YEAR FOR THE FIFTH SEASON TO PREMIER! ALL BECAUSE I JUST WANTED TO WATCH AN EPISODE WHERE A CHAOS CREATURE MENTALLY BROKE OUR MANE CHARACTERS! AND YES! I DID WRITE MANE INSTEAD OF MAIN BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT THIS SHOW DOES TO YOU! IT MAKES YOU SO ACCUSTOMED TO THE WRITING AND LINGO, THAT’S WITHIN BOTH THE SHOW AND IT’S INSANE FANDOM, THAT YOU’LL END UP CATCHING YOURSELF FROM SAYING MANEHATTAN INSTEAD OF MANHATTAN!

>SCREAMS WITH INSANITY<

…

So as you can tell, this show is surprisingly good once you get infested.

The biggest hook it has is the animation. While it doesn’t beat The Amazing World of Gumball’s quality, it is pretty impressive when considering that it’s all done in flash animation. Most flash animated cartoons tend to look cheap and slow, and Friendship is Magic is thankfully one of the rare exceptions. The movements are insanely smooth, and the facial expressions are pretty comical to look at. Even in the background of scenes, viewers will notice a lot of little jokes the animators put in. Seriously, the biggest reason why I kept watching the series for so long was that it was nice to look at (which is the case for most people, from what I’ve heard). And the best part? The animation somehow gets better with each passing season. And only 0.1% of the time does it show it’s cheapness, which isn’t that big of a deal considering there are two hundred and thirty-two episodes with a twenty-two-minute runtime. That’s nearly five thousand, one hundred, and four hours of animation that’s good for 99.9% of the time. While you could argue that it’s not the best, it is still pretty good animation quality.

Another thing that drew me in was the comedy. Keep in mind, this doesn’t mean Friendship is Magic is the funniest show on the list (that also goes to Gumball). Humor is subjective, and just because I found myself laughing with this series, that doesn’t mean everyone will be on the same page. That being said, I was surprised by the fact that I found the show funny in the first place. It’s hard to pinpoint what type of humor the show relies on (for me, at least). For some cases, Friendship is Magic has dialogue-based jokes that use smart or random lines to get a laugh out of audiences. Other times it's visual humor that requires slapstick or comical facial expressions that will make people laugh. But while its comedy falls between two different spectrums, that doesn’t change the fact that I find myself losing it every once in a while. Even during some of the worst episodes of Friendship is Magic, there’s at least one line or gag that got me to chuckle at least once.

However, both the animation and the comedy cannot top the main selling point of this series: The characters. Friendship is Magic might just have one of the biggest cast of characters out of any show on this list. Most of them manage to be funny, relatable, and are downright likable to watch. What’s even more astonishing is how well this show handles character growth. To be fair, there can be certain characters whose development is slow, but for the most part, everybody grows significantly with each new lesson they’ve learned. There are even moments when the characters say something along the lines of “I’m no longer that pony I used to be anymore because I finally learned how to change.” However, this doesn’t mean that every pony in the show is worth the time. There are a few unlikeable characters, but they’re either meant to be unlikable, forgotten after an episode’s end, or are redeemed after a triumphant return.

This is good because it’s the characters that make the stories in the show work. My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic is split into two different storytelling genres: Slice of life comedy and adventure fantasy. And unlike Steven Universe, it’s Friendship is Magic that mixes both these genres together perfectly. I’m not joking when I say that an episode where Twilight rekindles an old friendship can be just as intriguing as an episode where Twilight fights this soul-sucking centaur made to look like the devil. Hell, some fans even argue that the slice of life episodes are even better than the adventurous episodes. Because while the adventure episodes are cool and action-packed, it’s the slice of life episodes where the characters are allowed to grow the most and are actually given time to be themselves. As for the grand adventures, while their fun to see, the cast is forced to stick to their central personality traits to move the plot forward.

Unfortunately, as fun as this show can be, I can’t wholeheartedly recommend it. Not because there are elements that I think are bad, but because there are elements that might turn people away from watching. And the most significant repulse this show has is also the most important hook.

Yes, the characters in this show are great, but there’s also a lot of them. Some might even say too many. By season nine alone, there are a total of twenty-seven different characters that have the possibility of taking/sharing the spotlight in an episode. And that’s not even counting important figures, recurring antagonists, supporting characters, and even recognizable background ponies (yes, that’s a thing). Because if you want to add those to the mix, you’ve got yourself a total of one hundred and twenty-seven characters (give or take). That is one hundred and twenty-seven different names, faces, and personalities to try to keep track of. Luckily the personalities are easy enough to remember, and it’s mostly the most (in)famous figures that make a return. Even for some of the obscure characters, the show is kind enough to give a brief recap so the audience can get caught up. However, this is reasonably a lot to take in for a casual viewer. Case in point, in season eight, the show decided to add six new characters to the main cast, and it only took me a season and a half to learn their names correctly. It’s even worse since these “new” characters can sometimes feel like carbon copies of the Mane Six (Yes, that’s how the main six characters in the show are referred to as. Deal with it).

And the excessive amount of unnecessary characters are just one issue to deal with. The lessons that the show teaches are another. Before I say anything, I want to clarify that this show has fantastic lessons it teaches kids. In fact, there are even great lessons that are perfect for adults and only adults (know your audience, I guess). However, here’s the thing about morals: Not everyone will share the same view on what’s good and bad to teach children. Every person on this planet has their own life experiences, and with those experiences come different ideas of how the world works. One person can believe that a lesson is good, where others view it as awful and potentially dangerous. Things get especially bad when specific morals are misinterpreted or taken too literally. The best example is the episode “Do Princesses Dream of Magic Sheep.” I believe that there are two possible lessons within the episode. One is that to truly be forgiven, a person must seek forgiveness from themselves and others. The other conceivable moral is that the cure for self-destruction is to get over it and move on without any professional help whatsoever. Now, take a wild guess on which lesson gets talked about more. And in all honesty, I blame poor/rushed writing that causes specific morals to be muddled, as well as a person’s own life experience in whether or not you find an episode’s lesson to be intriguing or insulting.

Another thing that depends on one’s own personality is (kinda spoilers ahead) how this show handles reformations. I may have commented on how Steven Universe uses redemption poorly, but it’s even worse in Friendship is Magic. This show seems to have the idea that the transition from bad to good is as simple as flipping a light switch. Now, on the one hand, this is not something I should be mad about. The show’s title is Friendship is Magic. So, of course, the series would push that making friends will lead to peace and prosperity. Where making enemies will lead to war and violence. The problem is that from a storytelling standpoint, it isn’t that entertaining. Or, at the very least, not as much as it should be. The art of a good reformation is taking the time for the transition to be believable. Characters suddenly deciding to become good seemingly out of nowhere will do nothing but have audiences rip their hair out of frustration. It doesn’t help that most of the villain’s reasoning and backstories are pretty pathetic when they actually should be sympathetic. However, while the reformation itself can be frustrating, I personally think some characters are made more intriguing post redemption. Don’t get me wrong, these villains were great as they were, being the perfect mix of both funny and terrifying. But when the show actually allows characters to grow and deserve the hand-er-hoof of friendship, they begin to have more fascinating personalities to dissect. Now, not everyone is going to feel this way. And if you genuinely believe these villains were better as villains, I can absolutely see why. But for me, I’ve come to enjoy how far these ex-cons have come from their more evil days. 

But none of this compares to the final controversial element that this show has to offer, where there is a fifty/fifty chance that you’re either going to love it or hate it. I, of course, am talking about...the songs. My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic has four different types of songs. Depending on the episode, these musical numbers have many purposes. They can move the story forward, only work within the episode’s context, try to one-up Disney, and reveal everything you need to know about a character. Now here’s the thing about the music: I don’t hate it. I’ll admit that the lyrics are pretty lackluster most of the time, but at least most of them sound pleasing to my ears. But I have heard how some people seem to hate these little numbers, and I’m willing to put money on that fans even skip them. Everybody has their own tastes in music, and there’s nothing I can do to convince them otherwise. Only respect their opinions and hope they do the same to mine.

In the end, your enjoyment of this series, once again, depends on who you are. Some of you might think this is a dumb kid's show that should only be viewed by children. Some of you will understand that this show has great characters, comedy, and animation, but you just don’t think it’s for you. And some of you might be like me. A person overwhelmed with curiosity over the weirdest phenomenon in the last eleven years and ended up being pleasantly surprised with how magical the show turned out to be.

(And just a heads up, you don’t have to watch the Equestria Girls spin off series or movies in order to enjoy Friendship is Magic. EG isn’t technically canon, and the only noteworthy thing that makes it worthwhile is Sunset Shimmer. And while I personally don’t hate it, I completely understand how others will. But you do need to see My Little Pony: The Movie (2017), though. It surprisingly plays a big part in season 8 and beyond.)

[beautymercurydragon]

Sailor Moon Crystal - Episode Three Recap

First things first, Beryl is still horrible. Great villain, but an awful human lol.

And YES! Nephrite and Zoisite are here!

And Rei’s design.... is SM Crystal trying to make me ship everyone with everyone else and find the females’ designs pretty? Because if so, they’re succeeding greatly lmao.

Her interacting with the little girl (Mie, I think) was adorable, even if it was for a second!

Also LMFAOOOOO Umino is the best. ‘And the final destination is hell’ I’M DEAD. Love him lol.

And Luna spilled the tea better than Sophie Turner does. (Don’t worry I still love her lmao) Kids in public schools suck sometimes with gossip and just in general! (Take it from someone who switched to homeschooling because of it)

HAHAHHAHA Usagi going from sleepy and stubborn to perking up is hilarious when she found out they’d be meeting Ami at the arcade! But was it for her girl crush or her favorite place? ;) Okay I’ll shut up about Usami for a minute lol

Ooh, what’s the new trinket she got from the arcade machine? I’m interested lol

‘You might get to catch a glimpse of a really pretty girl’ I WAS FUCKING RIGHT. Ami Mizuno is a bisexual icon. I believe in this. I called it.

Also I’m sorry but THE MAGIC SHRINE BUS LMFAOOO KSKSJSKSKSJSKJSKS

HOLY HECKING CRAP. Usagi BLUSHED when she saw Rei for the first time. And she had literal hearts in her eyes. If MamoUsa wasn’t my OTP/endgame, I would die for UsaRei to be canon.

REI KNOWS REI KNOWS REI KNOWS. She knows she’s a Sailor Guardian

Oh shit I was wrong

‘So pretty’ USAGI JUST SAY YOU’RE FUCKING BI ALREADY WE ALL KNOW IT’S CANON PRETTY MUCH JUDFKXSJSUUSKA

And Usagi literally got off of the bus to go follow Rei and said after Luna questioned her ‘she’s so beautiful’. Yep, she’s bi.

LMFAOOO REI KNOCKED USAGI OUT I’M CRYING

Seriously, Dark Kingdom? We knew y’all were assholes, but kidnapping a little girl? Come on!

Also the ladies at the shrine were so rude. They’re like Amelie Graham de Vanily multiplied into three separate people, and that’s them; a supreme level of bitchiness lmao.

‘They get spirited away’ and then the crows fly above her. Way to make it seem like the trailer/a sneak peek of a horror film hahah.

Also, CUTE that Mie and Rei are friends! Age-gap friendships rock!

Usagi and Ami’s bracelets are 👌👌👌

LUNA HOW DENSE CAN YOU BE?!?!??!?! Usagi has the same hairdo as the Princess, how have you not figured it out yet? I’m starting to think Ami is the only intelligent source of life on this team

ASAJAJJASJSJSASNASHJ HOLY CRAP

Lmao at Mamoru being next to her on the bus. Was not expecting that lol.

SJAJKAJKSS ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING AS THEY SIT TOGETHER I LOVE BUT ALSO HATE THAT TROPE LMFAOOOOOOO

Awww Usagi blushing is adorable. OTP deserves fluff and happiness 💗💗💞💞💞

YASS KWEEN! Usagi sticking up for Rei is everything I never knew I needed 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

And to the three women? I get you’re all concerned about a little girl, as you rightly should be, but accusing someone who she’s friends with and mutually trusts is wrong? Please screw off now, thank you very much :)

And aww poor Rei. Now I’m getting Kagami Tsurugi vibes from her lmao

NOOOO DON’T TELL HER TO LEAVE WHYYYY

Also LMAOing at Rei running through the street. Don’t get it by anyone lol

WHAT THE FUCK IT’S FUCKIN’ JADEITE THAT’S DRIVING THE BUS

OH MY GOD

I WAS KIDDING WHEN I JOKED TO MYSELF ABOUT YOU DRIVING THE BUS WHAT THE HELL

And C’MON YOU BASTARD WHY’D YOU HAVE TO KNOCK REI OUT COLD SHE DOESN’T DESERVE THIS

I hope he crashes the bus. But then again the Generals are my sons and I love them so I’m very conflicted kasjksksjsjahaksjakas

‘Do you think that could be the Demon Bus?’ No Luna, it’s a damn Nissan Honda Focus. Lmfao.

HSJSAAKJSKJSSA A FLIGHT ATTENDANT WHAT GOES ON IN THIS BINCH’S MIND

Also Tuxedo Mask holding Luna is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen

Also ‘that girl’ is your future GF and wife

I KNEW IT JADEITE YOU @$$HOLE

Also off-topic and kinda dumb but Rei’s gorgeous knocked out sksjskssjjsk

Awesome that the bracelets are communicators. Do the glowing dots mean she can detect each one of her Guardians? Blue is Mercury, red is Mars, green’s Jupiter and yellow would be Venus

YAY GLASSES AMI IS BACK

Also loved Luna and Ami speaking in sync lmao

The transformations still rock! (Although I think I prefer 90′s for transforming lol)

JADEITE JUST SAID JADEREI RIGHTS HELL YEAH IT’S SHIPPY HOUR

Usagi and Ami: I love you two to bits, but don’t interrupt the JadeRei I just got.

AW COME ON MERCURY AQUA MIST YOU FAILED

‘You’re only human’ SERIOUSLY JADEITE I DIDN’T NEED THAT SONG TO POP IN MY HEAD LMFAO (love that song, being funny haha)

OH HELL YEAH SAILOR MARS IS HERE NOW IT’S A PARTY

She owned that transformation

But wtf the pose with her arms behind her neck is so weird lmfao

HOORAY FOR IMMUNITY TO JADEITE’S POWERS

YEET THROW THAT TIARA USAGI GO QUEEN

NOOOOO JADEITE JUST DIED WHYYY

R.I.P JadeRei, you were a beautiful ship. Well at least we still have UsaRei and Reinako eventually getting some moments

I’M SOBBING THE REI/MIE INTERACTION WAS TOO PURE

Also that wink Usagi shot Rei was 👌

And WAIT THIS IS THE MASQUERADE BALL ARC WHOOHOO I LOVED IT IN 90′s YAY

Does this mean Nephrite’s gonna appear next episode? (To my followers who’ve seen it, do not spoil or else I will rage)

This was an awesome episode! I love Crystal so far, it’s great! Can’t wait for more!

Until my next recap!

[prettywordsyouleft]

The Sex Contract - Chapter 21

Genre: friends to lovers au / friends with benefits / mature content / romance / angst

Characters: Shim Changmin x Kaia Ashton (OC)

A/N: Due to the overwhelming request I have followed your encouragement to bring back one of my older stories. This was back in a time where OCs were everything and writing one chapter in each main’s point of view was the trend. I hope that even though I have edited this drastically, that you can appreciate this story comes from my older style of writing. I definitely still read this often and find it enjoyable so I hope you will too.

Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 - FINAL

Chapter 21 – Changmin’s POV.

“Do I really have to?”

Changmin’s manager sighed heavily and placed both hands on Changmin’s shoulders. “Do you want me to lose my job? Of course, you have to.”

“But I’d rather cut my own hand off than spend another night with Kaori. I thought this was only a Japan thing.”

“Are you really that ignorant, kid? Of course, this was going to continue after the promotions, otherwise then the whole thing would look fake and enrage the fans more than you both hooking up.” The man looked at Changmin incredulously. “Seriously are you that naive?”

“Can I end it soon though?” Changmin begged, and the man waved him off. “Hyunggg!”

“Aegyo never has worked on me, Changmin.” He narrowed his eyes for a moment and then smiled. “And you’re just not a pretty little thing to keep me that entertained.”

“Unlike Kaia huh?” Yunho mentioned as he entered the room and Changmin gave his fellow member a filthy look. He was still enjoying Changmin’s pain too much.

The manager grinned. “Oh, she was the sweetest thing, always bringing me cups of coffee. A real cheerful girl she was. I even forgot she was foreign, she was that comfortable.” He turned his attention to Changmin and slapped his arm.

“Ow! Why is everyone hitting me lately?!”

“Just do your job, understand?” He left the room and Changmin looked over at Yunho now stretching to prepare for dance practice. He stalked across the room to the older man and Yunho paused his actions, standing back to his full height and giving Changmin an amused glance.

“Changmin?”

“Would you stop bringing her up? Every time I see Nayoung she’s always beating on me, don’t get him going too.”

“I was just stating a fact is all.” He casually slipped into a hamstring stretch. “Not my fault everyone’s blaming you for Kaia leaving, though it kind of is.”

“I’ve already told you that she’s the one who wants nothing to do with me!”

Yunho rolled his eyes. “Figured out why yet?”

“No, because I have to put up with irresponsible people like you trying to irritate me!”

“The irresponsible one is you for letting that silly agreement get out of control. I told you it would end like this.” Yunho chuckled. “You know Changmin; I love you as a brother, and know everything there is about you. It’s amusing that you can’t figure out what everyone else has.”

“Can’t you just tell me then?!” Changmin let out an angry huff of air and started stretching too.

Yunho shook his head and grinned. “Nope, that’s for you to uncover yourself.”

“Bastard!”

Changmin was beyond annoyed by the time he left work for the evening and headed across to the hotel Kaori was staying in to pick her up. His manager had insisted Changmin take his car, ensuring that he would be followed by reporters for high coverage. Changmin disliked the attention normally and being so outlandishly open about dating Kaori was really started to strike a nerve. He was sure that if this fake relationship didn’t end soon, he was going to slip up from all the anger it stacked within him. And he was already too frustrated with his personal life as it was to add anything further to the fire.

Driving up in front of the hotel, Changmin pulled out his phone and rung the Japanese model. She didn’t pick up immediately and he slammed his hand on the steering wheel, annoyed with how she had to take her time with everything. Finally, the call connected. “I’m sitting in front of the hotel, hurry up or I’m going without you.”

“Is that any way to speak to me Changmin?”

“I’ve had a really long day, and would rather go home and eat there. Does that indicate how much I want to talk to you right now?” Changmin sighed irritably.

“Testy,” she purred and giggled. “I feel tonight is going to be very interesting.”

“We’re going to the movies. That way your voice won’t get on my nerves for too long.”

“Oh, Changmin you really do know how to seduce a woman.” She giggled again. “I’ll be down in ten minutes.”

“Make it five or I’m leaving.” He ended the call and then switched on the radio, turning it up. A couple of valet boys glanced in his direction and Changmin shrugged. He was already bringing enough attention by just sitting here. Three songs went by and he decided that was more than enough time waiting for the demanding princess. A small smile crossed his lips at how mad Kaori would be if he drove off now. It was so tempting. He started the car up and glanced about the foyer, grinning childishly. It soon faded and was replaced with a scowl, the elegant woman walking in his direction.

“Changminnie!” She greeted as she got into the car, leaning over to kiss him on the cheek. He didn’t know why she bothered with continuing the act behind the tinted windows but he simply ignored it, driving out of the area immediately. “I didn’t even have my seatbelt on!”

“Be thankful I hadn’t driven off, I was about to.”

“Ooh, you are very sour tonight,” she observed and smiled to herself. “It shall be up to me to make this change! What movie are we going to see? There’s a really good Korean romantic comed-”

“An English one,” Changmin cut in, hoping that would annoy her. He glanced in her direction and smiled, noting she had folded her arms across her chest. “I’ve wanted to see it for some time now.”

“Ah, is your English any good? Whenever I watch English movies, I get a headache from trying to understand everything.”

Changmin smiled to himself in triumph. “Nothing like a challenge, right?”

“What are you up to Changmin?” she wondered at his mood change. Changmin turned to the woman and gave her a gracious smile. “You are being nice again.”

“I’m sorry; I guess I feel better in your company already.”

“Hah.”

“We’re here, come on, let’s put on a grand performance.” Changmin pulled the car into a park easily and cut the engine. Getting out, he rounded the vehicle and opened the door for the woman, who looked about her in confusion.

“This is the front entrance.”

“Of course, we’re just a normal couple on a date to the movies, right?” Changmin reminded, slinging his arm through hers and taking the girl towards the building. Crowds were already forming and when they were spotted, the noise of gasps started to fill the venue. Although normally it would irk Changmin, knowing that he was going to annoy Kaori with the movie choice had relieved him of any displeasure.

He was going to have fun tonight.

His plan faltered in the first fifteen minutes of the movie. Changmin was too busy trying to understand everything happening that he became incredibly frustrated. It was fast paced too and looking around himself, it annoyed him that everyone else appeared as if they understood the storyline. Even Kaori seemed interested enough to try keeping up.

Distracted, Changmin continued to look around the darkened theatre, wondering how he was going to get through another hour of this movie. Just as he looked back at the screen, his eyes caught a couple two rows down. He blinked and refocused, lurching forward in the chair a little. Blinking furiously this time, still they appeared in front of him and Changmin watched on in high interest.

The man wasn’t that much taller than the woman but there was still enough clearance for her to comfortably rest her head on his shoulder. Changmin’s eyes narrowed, watching as the Korean waited for his opportunity to sling his arm around the back of the chair. Just as he anticipated, the man moved it a moment later and the girl instantly snuggled into his side, her curls falling over his limb in the process. Changmin took in a sharp breath and leant closer towards Kaori so he could get a better look at Kaia on her date.

“Min?” she whispered and he had to put an arm around her to balance his new position. Kaori seemed to enjoy this though he was vaguely aware, too busy watching the couple. Halfway through the movie the man removed his arm and whispered into Kaia’s ear before getting up and darting for the exit. Without thinking, Changmin got up out of his seat with a brief mentioning of going to the bathroom and followed him out, heading to the restroom since the man wasn’t in the foyer. He soon found him and smiled as he approached the person he was looking for.

“I’m sorry, this might seem the wrong place but are you from CODE V?” Changmin asked as he moved over to him by the sink and Jaewon stopped washing his hands, his eyes widening in shock. “I’m sorry for frightening you, how funny is it having two idols here tonight!”

“Cha, Changmin!” he exclaimed and grinned. “This is, woahhh.”

“I’m happy to meet you,” Changmin told him and Jaewon nodded repeatedly.

“Likewise, this is an actual dream of mine! I’m a fan!”

“Oh?” Changmin looked away momentarily and then back at the man. “I’m aware of your music also.”

“Really?! My hyungs will be so honoured to hear that!”

Changmin nodded and racked his brain. “Ah, will you be attending the upcoming festival? I think I saw your group’s name on the line-up.”

“Yes! I will be there!” He smiled brightly, and for a moment Changmin faltered, finding the genuine response from Jaewon slightly hard to apprehend. No wonder Kaia liked him, he seemed very friendly.

“I’ll see you there then. Don’t let me keep you,” Changmin replied and Jaewon nodded, walking away for a moment. He quickly returned and held out his phone.

“I’m sorry, this is silly of me but-”

Changmin nodded. “I’ll take a photo with you, no worries!”

As Jaewon opened the device, Changmin spotted a picture of him and Kaia as the wallpaper and tried not to be obvious. She had never taken a photo with Changmin before. Jaewon then held it up and Changmin smiled for the shot, Jaewon bowing a couple of times before departing the bathroom. Placing his hands on the sink in front of me, Changmin groaned loudly. This was not how he wanted things to be.

I should leave, Changmin thought and sighed. Or I could just watch over them some more. It’s not harming anyone. Besides, they’ll probably need to eat, and Kaori is expecting food after this too.

He nodded determinedly. “Yunho did tell me to figure out the reason, maybe if I hang around her I’ll realise it.”

Heading back into the movie theatre, Changmin sat back down beside Kaori, who snuggled into his side. He didn’t stop her, feeling a little guilty for his new plan. He didn’t really want to drag her into this. But all the same, when the movie finished, Changmin grabbed her hand and walked out into the foyer, his eyes scanning the crowds to find the couple ahead.

“That was surprisingly good, wasn’t it?”

“It was interesting for sure.” Changmin smiled briefly at the woman. “Are you hungry? I’m starving. Let’s go eat.”

“Oh, but we didn’t make any reservations!”

“Why don’t we just find something nearby?” he suggested, finally spotting the all too familiar curls and not letting them out of his sight. They followed the couple around the block where there were a few restaurants and upscale cafes and Jaewon and Kaia eventually entered one, causing Changmin to hastily spot a different place to go into. Across the road was a good ramen store and he nodded towards it, all but dragging Kaori inside it. They ordered and Changmin chose the seats near the front, looking across to the coffee shop Kaia and Jaewon had entered. It was perfect; he had a complete view of them both.

“This is a different side to you, Changmin,” Kaori stated as they settled into their meals and he nodded, smiling at the woman. He didn’t know why he felt the need to be so nice to her right now, normally just the sight of her would make him want to run and hide. Changmin left it down to the guilt he was feeling for becoming a stalker. Shuddering with the label he had just given himself, he forced himself to look away. As he turned his head back to the meal in front of him, his appetite seemed to fade and he tried to smile again at Kaori who had still been talking.

Changmin was able to decipher that he was jealous of Jaewon. However, he didn’t know why. He missed his best friend and because of Jaewon, Changmin wasn’t able to see her anymore. He had left it down to that, but as Changmin sat there feeling guilty towards Kaori and now Jaewon, he wondered if there was something more.

There had to be.

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2019 Megaman Valentine’s Day (Humor) Contest Results!

Apologize for the delay on this once again. Didn’t expect to be posting these results nearly a month after Valentine’s Day, but the extended deadline did help make sure we got a healthy competition this year. Thank you to all for your patience!

I’m going to start out this year’s results thread with a totally appropriate callout 4-Koma that is not technically an official humor entry from SubzeroIceSkater, even though it fit the rules. But it’s worth posting, to publicly humiliate myself anyways:

I'll take my token Akane-in-an-entry bribery any way I can get it, since nobody felt inclined to draw Mrs. Stelar’s fresh, piping hot, iced cinnabuns for their talent entry this year...Did I just type that? I mean, um...

Play me off, Johnny!

I kid, I kid! After all, these contests aren’t about me, it’s about the characters you love and want to draw. And that’s what makes everyone’s entries unique and helps motivate you to create time after time. And I am grateful for it, whether you are a long-time participant, or the yearly new contestant.

I’ll be doing things a little different this year, because the post would be way too long if I kept everything in one. So this first post will just contain the Humor category, and I will have a second, separate post for the Talent category. Raffle prize winners will be contained in both posts, so keep an eye out after my commentary on your art, for some possible winners here. The rest will follow soon. I’ll be contacting all winners soon enough, so sit tight!

Here are your humor winners and full gallery of entries, after the break!

Category 2 (Humor) -  Princess Sigmia Returns

A much smaller group of entries for this category, but the zany mergers were great, all the same. I thank you all for getting as creative as you could with this concept, as it was a little more than just a mere gender swap you had to consider, when designing your combined character. Whether you won or not, know I truly enjoyed seeing all of these pics. 

I know imgbox gallery gave people some issues before, so as always, let me know if images or links appear broken. Crossing my fingers this works smoothly this year! XD

After each entrant’s name, there will be a link in the character description to the entry, too, just in case the inserted external images don’t load for you. 

[Full humor gallery]

1.) SubzeroIceSkater - Arc Weldy Falls In Love (featuring Tundroll.EXE the Arc Weldy, plus ‘Master Albert’)

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Comics with length and substance always seem to steal the show, and this year was no different. Joining the ranks of fenril-huayra, wintesm and so many others in recent years, I believe SubzeroIceSkater’s wonderful tale will stick with many of you, as much as it did me. As a humor piece, sure there are great sight gags and comedic lines all around, but it also has a lot of heart. You feel really bad for Arc Weldy to start out, but also feel so many emotions of compassion, friendship and love throughout. Wonderful work, and thank you for all the effort you put into this massive entry!

Also, are 21 pages not enough for you all? Well, SubzeroIceSkater also had ANOTHER 15 pages worth of ideas, alternates, and outtakes to go with this comic. And, while I won’t upload each link or image here, because this one entry is long enough, you can see them in THIS GALLERY LINK. They are also really great.

*For coming in 1st, SubzeroIceSkater has won $100 via Paypal, or a prize of their choice up to that value.*

2.) @drewblossom​ - Geminette 

Nearly equally deserving in length, Drew’s comic more closely followed the Bowsette-style transformation gimmick to give Snake Man his comeuppance. The classic bait-and-switch kiss, turned on it’s head with a ‘lil Search Snake rather than a gross Toad Man, was a funny end. 

Design-wise, I really liked what you did to create Geminette’s look. Splitting his helmet crystals to the side as like dual hair broaches, and keeping the motif with the choker, armband, garter straps and chestplate, worked out nice. I can see why Snake was so easily charmed. 

*For coming in 2nd, Drew has won $50 via Paypal, or a prize of their choice up to that value.*

3.) @wimzik​ - Rollbble.EXE

If dominatrix Devil Roll wasn’t enough of a pain in Rockman’s side, I shudder to think how bad a Bubble Roll would be, puku! Or, would her devotion to him be as great (or clingy) as Bubs was with Shademan-sama? 

Taking Bubbleman’s yellow flipper feet motif, and turning it into a fish fin design, both on her feet, legs, and hair ribbon, turned out pretty neat. If anything, I’m sure this transformation gives her very kissable lips, though! XD I have to wonder what her plan is with that Roll Navi Data chip, now that the chocolate is all gone, and what it will do to Rockman?

*For coming in 3rd, wimzik has won $25 via Paypal, or a prize of their choice up to that value.*

And the remaining wonderful entries, in alphabetical order by alias:

@3-oclock-blues​ - Dr. Willis 

What you talkin’ ‘bout, Wil-lis? Or Dr. WHY?!-ris, if you prefer. With that absolutely awesome wide-eyed grin, she’s hellbent on living together with Zero in a world where only Reploids exist. Being that they both have spent time piloting flying machine bodies, and have sorta possessed some form of an evil energy, it’s a rather fitting combo. Unless you are Zero, and it’s your dad and girlfriend merged into one being. Awk~waaaarrrd. 

The skull motif and spikes are subtle on Iris’ design, but fit in really well. Her bangs are just wild enough on both sides now, that it gives that Wily hair vibe, without having to give her a horrible, bushy mustache. XD

*3-OClock-Blues is the winner of Raffle Prize #2 - The X OCW artbook and Zero keychain*

@bracedshark​ - Mettayer

This might be a terrible concept, but I’m going to type it. When a Met pops out from under it’s helmet, especially in sprite form, usually all you can see is the whites of it’s dark, beady eyes under that helmet, on it’s dark grey/black blobby round body form. With Layer, you don’t get to see her eyes under her bangs, hardly ever. So staring at Mettayer’s underboob for too long, due to her chest armor mimicking a Met helmet, all I see is a Met’s pair of closed bottom eyelids, and I’m seriously waiting for those eyes to open up and start staring back at me. Would that not be the most wrong way for Mettayer’s eyes to work?! But I can’t unsee it! Her belly button even feels like a snoring, sleeping Met’s mouth. I’ll spare everyone of me editing this art to make my point. But it’s in your head now, isn’t it?

OK, despite that awful paragraph, this is one hot Metall Mommy. Sorry, I’m starting this paragraph off pretty badly, too, I guess. ^^; Despite my interpretation of the combination, the design elements do stand out in a unique way. The fiery reddish-pink hair seems like a different choice considering the characters merged, but it plays off the red of a Met’s mouth and earpiece, and, well, fitting for Valentine’s, too! And instead, you get the Layer color scheme in the pickaxe, so it still connects visually.

@drewblossom​’s 2nd entry - Roll n’ Rock

This bonus entry from Drew flips the genders of both DLN-001 and 002. I liked Roll’s hair bow converting into more of a bow tie, and Rock getting her version of Roll’s hoodie, in a Blue Bomber color scheme. The V-Day card concept, complete with crayon-ish name writing, made for a cute entry. Hearts all around!

@supernovabee​ - Bayer

No, there won’t be any paragraph about underboob eyes for this version of a Layer transformation, as supernovabee has merged her with Bass. Bayer loves belting out her hard and heavy siren song to woo prospective love interests during karaoke night. 

Keeping Layer’s purple hair here actually kinda still keeps a Treble Boost feel, that the color scheme fits seamlessly, to go along with the more obvious Layer armor design pieces.

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Charlotte’s Choice

A Royal Romance AU

12 Arrival at Lythikos

The Court decamps to Lythikos and Drake makes an uncomfortable discovery in a game of ‘Never would I ever’

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12 Arrival at Lythikos

Olivia and Brad made their way to Lythikos ahead of the Court. Olivia wanted the Englishman to familiarise himself with the mountain Lodge where everyone would be housed for the next week or so. There was no time to visit the Chateau, seat of her ancestors - instead they would be further up in the alps at the grand Nevrakis Lodge to enjoy the winter sports and pastimes available. Not every Duchy was visited each season, but this time, those who had sponsors had priority over the others. Rashad would not be hosting the Court but would be helping Neville cover the cost at his Duchy; Milo and Tariq were also sharing costs and hosting at Fydelia. Only Olivia, Anton and the Beaumonts would host the Court in their own right. Olivia had not originally planned to be hosting at all, so all was chaos at the Lodge and she needed to get things under control.

The Lodge was spacious but not big enough for everyone to stay. There were chalets in the grounds where some of the suitors could sleep. Luckily there were enough to go around so none of the nobles would have to share. Olivia had made sure Drake would be in the Lodge, along with the King and Princess and Brad. Penelope, Kiara and Madeleine would also not have to trudge through the snow before retiring for the night. Quarters had been found for Bastien and other members of the Palace Guard in the servants’ wing.  Anton in particular was rumoured to be unhappy with being outside the Lodge, but he smiled and assured Olivia it was no problem.

Brad was dragged from room to room, trying hard to remember the layout and the names of staff. As he was Olivia’s sponsored suitor, he was waited on by the staff and allowed to make any orders he wished. He felt a little uncomfortable at the process but reminded himself they were employees and depended on their jobs for their livelihood. Although Olivia was demanding, it was obvious the staff respected and loved her. He resolved to treat them all with the respect he himself would wish to receive.

Brad sat in the lounge in front of a roaring log fire studying a layout of the Lodge. Olivia walked in and clucked approvingly. She was carrying a tray with a jug and two tankards and set it down on the table by the fire.

‘If you’re going to be a convincing Nevrakis host, you need to get a taste for the food and drink. Starting with Lythikos ale.’ She stood with her back to him and poured two tankards. ‘Close your eyes, sweetie’ she prompted, and Brad did as he was told. He felt her put the vessel into his hands, and he was surprised to feel that it was warm and smelled of spices. He imagined it was something like mulled wine.

‘What?…’ he started, but Olivia interrupted

‘No peeking sweetie, get a good mouthful’ Brad obeyed, and obediently he tipped the tankard, filling his mouth – and almost choked at the result. Dutifully he swallowed, and gasped.

‘What in hell’s name…’ the concoction was thick and warm and savoury, with the burn of alcohol ‘You call that ale? Serve that in my bar and there’d be a stand up fist fight’ Olivia was bent over laughing hard.

‘Oh darling, you should see your face’ she snorted when she had breath ‘That - that never gets old.  In this climate you need something hearty and warming’ Brad was still grimacing and put his tongue out trying to get rid of the bitter aftertaste.

‘Damn Olivia, that was cruel’ he grumbled, wiping his lips, and she patted him on the arm.

‘I’m so sorry darling, but it’s best to learn the hard way.’ Her face changed to a scowl ‘Please don’t react like that in front of guests, or I’ll be offended’ Brad gave her a nervous placatory glance and sat on the couch, taking a sip from the glass of water at the side. He picked up the house plans again and started to scrutinise them. Olivia watched him approvingly.

‘Very good, I see you’re taking this seriously’ She sat close and squeezed his knee, making him jump. ‘What’s the matter sweetie, guilty conscience? How are you getting on with Lottie Lou?’ Brad gulped

‘I’m walking a fine line Olivia’ he said ‘and I can’t help wondering which of your threats you’ll carry out if I mess up’ Olivia pouted

‘Sorry to hear that darling. Maybe you need a reminder that there are other women out there to keep you occupied.’ She scooted closer to him, her hand still on his knee and sliding up his thigh towards… he jumped up suddenly.

‘You know what? ‘he said a little shakily ‘Maybe I’ll take this to my room’ Olivia grinned, her teeth flashing white.

‘That’s an excellent idea Brad. Perhaps some company…’

‘NO!’ he cried a little too loudly, and cleared his throat, blushing bright red ‘I – I mean no thanks. I’m pretty bushed’ and he stretched, making a not too convincing yawn. Olivia pouted again then grinned.

‘All right darling, but if you change your mind, my room’s very close to yours. You don’t even need that’ she gestured to the diagram he had dropped on the floor ‘to find me. Or you can whistle’ Brad stooped to pick up the piece of paper, realising Olivia was leaning over slightly to check out his butt. He sprang straight up again gripping the paper for fear he’d drop it again.

‘Oops, clumsy me’ he croaked, and started to back away to the door. Olivia leaned back into the couch

‘It’s a shame we’re not at Navrakis Chateau – there’s lots of secret passages there – and no diagram to map them out. We could have had a lot of fun with that’ and she waved her hand at him dismissively ‘Sleep well darling – it’s all go tomorrow, the others will be arriving’ Olivia sat up for a little longer, going over lists, seating plans, menus and programmes of events. Eventually she thought of taking her own advice and getting some sleep.

She made her way up to her room, and stopped by Brad’s bedroom, only two doors away from hers. There was a chink of light under the door and she paused, listening outside. She heard nothing but knocked softly.

‘Bra-aaad’ she intoned in a sing song. Inside there was a thud as if something had hit the floor. She heard him answer shakily.

‘Hello?  Olivia?’ She grinned evilly, pausing for a few moments, hoping he was sweating.

‘Just going to bed myself. Have you changed your mind?’ She heard him clear his throat.

‘Uhh – no thanks, I’m fine. You get some sleep, as you said, tomorrow��s a busy day’ Olivia bit her cheek trying not to laugh. The Englishman was too easy to tease, she really rattled him. It was like playing with a little mouse. He’d stay in line, she was sure. She wished he’d had time to go a little further with the lap dance at the races the other day – perhaps she would wear him down yet. She yawned loudly

‘Perhaps you’re right. Sweet dreams, Brad’

 The next day was slightly organised chaos, with nobles arriving and being shown to their rooms, meals to arrange and various demands to be met. The day was just set aside for settling in, and the next day there were various activities planned – the lake nearby was perfect for skating, and the ski slopes were in tip top condition. The following day was much the same, with a formal Ball planned in the evening.

The King of course had the Master suite, and the Princess had a room next to his. Any opportunities for Brad or Drake to meet her had seemed to be limited, but the King seemed out of sorts and kept to his suite once he got there. Charlotte met up with Olivia in the lounge after lunch.

‘Father isn’t at all well’ she explained ‘The journey really seemed to tire him, and he said he was feeling cold. I told him to rest in bed for today and hope he feels better for the Ball tomorrow.’ Olivia looked worried

‘Do you think we should call a doctor?’ she asked. Charlotte shook her head

‘I suggested it, but he said no. Even so, we should probably have someone on standby just in case’

‘I’ll do that. Look on the bright side Lottie Lou, we can have some fun tonight if he’s out of the way. We’re on my territory now, so we can let loose a little.’

‘Okay, what do you have planned?’ she asked

‘Drinks in the hot tub with two of your favourite men?’ Olivia grinned

‘Oooh I don’t know Livvy, look what happened at the races, goodness knows what would have happened if Bastien hadn’t walked in on us’

‘Oh come on, live a little, sweetie. You deserve it’ Olivia squeezed her shoulder. ‘See you at my room after dinner? Don’t drink too much, we’ll be having Lythikos Ale’ Charlotte made a face

‘Do we have to? I know you like it, but I think it’s gross’

‘One tankard then you can switch to bubbly, promise’ she smiled archly.

 Later, all four had gathered at the hot tub out on the balcony outside Olivia’s suite. The air was crisp and cold, the snow covered mountains glowing in the waning moonlight. Brad was making a face at the tankard Olivia had handed to him.

‘Do I have to?’ he asked, and Drake snorted

‘You already introduced Brad to that stuff?’ he queried ‘You usually spring it on newbies, what did he do to earn that privilege?’ Olivia grinned

‘I couldn’t have him making a scene in front of the other guests’ she replied. ‘It’s always funny watching the first time folk try it’

‘Anton’s face was a picture’ giggled Charlotte ‘I can’t believe he was the only one who’d never had it before. Even Neville knew – and he always looks as if there’s a nasty smell under his nose anyway, even when he’s trying to be charming.’ Drake nodded, remembering the range of expressions that had rapidly gone over Severus’s face at the first taste of Lythikos Ale.

‘Well my dear friends, you’ll be glad to know I’m invoking an ancient ritual designed to help allies and foes bond’ Olivia said as Brad took a gulp of the thick concoction ‘Pass the tankard on, we’re going to share this together’

‘Oh thank God for that’ he sighed with relief and passed the tankard to the Princess. The four of them sat in a cross formation, Charlotte facing Olivia and flanked by the two men. They all wore bathing costumes – or rather, Charlotte and Olivia did, and the men wore briefs. There was no surprise hidden for Charlotte with either of them, and she wondered if Olivia was clued in too. She and Drake had reputedly had a drunken session a couple of years ago, but neither of them would go into details, and she respected that whatever had happened, they assured her it was not going to be repeated.

‘So Connie has been pushing you toward Anton, is that right?’ Trust Olivia to come right out with it. Charlotte had a mouthful of the loathsome ale and nearly spat it out at her friend’s query. She swallowed it dutifully, looking from one man to the other before answering. She obviously wasn’t comfortable sharing talk about the other suitors in front of them, thought Drake.

‘Really Livvy, I don’t want to talk about it right now. I just want to chill out and feel normal – or as close as I can get right now.’ she said, a sad expression on her face. Olivia shrugged

‘Okay, but if you can’t trust us, who can you? I’ve known you since we were little, Drake for almost as long, and Brad here is a total outsider with a different perspective on the whole matter.’

‘But the guys are both suitors in their own right; it wouldn’t be right…’  she blushed, handing the tankard on to Drake. He took a huge gulp – he wasn’t fussy about the concoction, in fact he rather liked it, and the more he drank, the less the Princess would have to imbibe.

‘Oh come on, there’s not a chance in hell you’re going to choose him is there?’ Olivia retorted. The Princess looked down at her feet through the swirling water, and her friend made an exasperated noise. ‘You’re usually better at standing up to him, grow a backbone girl’

‘He – he just keeps on and on at me’ she said quietly ‘He makes me feel guilty for wanting anything less than the best for Cordonia’ Drake’s stomach was churning thinking of the pressure she was under. He passed the tankard back to Brad then reached across to her, putting his hand on her shoulder.

‘Hey buttercup, don’t forget I’m feeding him info on everyone. You should have said before, I’m sure I can show him in a bad light, dig up some dirt’ She turned to him, smiling

‘That’s sweet of you, but it has to be backed up. I don’t think he’s that bad, I just don’t connect with him.’ She put her hand on his and squeezed it ‘Now I don’t want to hear another word, I just want to have a nice time with people I like.’

Drake gritted his teeth. She was right, the only thing he had against Anton was an instinctive gut feeling and a few glimpses of his inner workings, just expressions that crossed his aristocratic features. There was nothing concrete that he could find to present to the King. And ‘people I like’? That was a blow. He and Olivia were her closest allies and oldest friends, and although he wasn’t entirely sure about Brad, he didn’t think he would intentionally hurt the Princess. Brad took another swig from the tankard and passed it back to Olivia, who drained it and held it upside down – a Lythicos tradition with its roots far back in history.

‘Brad, crack open the bubbly’ she ordered ‘And there’s a hip flask with Drake’s name on it that I daresay he might share with you.’ Brad rose up out of the steaming water, and Drake saw Charlotte’s appraising look as he went over to the ice bucket to open the champagne. For that matter, Olivia was checking him out. He felt a little crestfallen that he wasn’t the one being ogled, but he kept his place for now. He was sure he could pull something off later to even out the competition. Brad came back with glasses and the bottle, poured some for the two women and went back for the hip flask, which he gave to Drake before immersing himself again.

‘Well I for one am really appreciative of this hot tub’ said Brad. ‘It may be cold in Edinburgh in winter, but this place beats it hands down. I’m really grateful to Olivia too for getting me some warmer clothes. I had no idea the country spanned from the Med right into the Alps, or that I’d be visiting somewhere so cold.’

‘For the record, only the inhabitants of Lythicos find these temperatures normal’ said Drake ‘the rest of us always bring our warmest clothes when we visit.’

‘It was all rather a rush’ admitted Olivia ‘I didn’t think I’d be hosting the Court at all his year.’ There was a silence as the two women downed their glasses of bubbly and Drake passed his flask to Brad.

‘So’ said Brad ‘maybe we should play a game to help us chill.’

‘Such as?’ asked Drake, leaning over to take his flask back

‘How about ‘never have I ever’’ grinned the barman

‘Oh I know this one’ said Olivia ‘I’m game if you are, though I think you’re on shaky ground, you don’t know much about the three of us’

‘Well, after a couple of rounds I’ll know you a lot better’ he asserted. ‘I’ll start’

‘Hey, hey - I didn’t agree to this and neither did the Princess’ pointed out Drake. Charlotte shrugged.

‘It sounds like fun, and fun is what I need right now’ Drake let out his breath explosively

‘Okay, but don’t blame me if it goes horribly wrong’

‘Relax Drakey, let go a little’ said Olivia, lying back in the swirling water.

‘Fine’ Drake grumbled in defeat.

‘Right’ said Brad ‘Never have I ever – lived in a Palace’ Charlotte giggled and took a gulp of her drink. Drake knocked back a mouthful of whiskey and Olivia raised her glass and followed suit. Brad turned to her.

‘you lived in the Palace?’ Olivia’s face was stony

‘Yes, my parents died when I was six, and I went to live at the Palace until my Aunt came to look after me.’ Brad looked mortified.

‘I – that must have been devastating’ he said consolingly. Olivia shrugged.

‘It was a long time ago. Now it’s my turn’ Drake braced himself – Olivia held a lot of secrets, both his and Charlotte’s.  She held her glass aloft, looking through the effervescent liquid to Drake.

‘Never have I ever caused a security lockdown’ and she grinned, showing her pearly white almost sharp teeth. Drake knocked back his whiskey, and Charlotte also drank. Brad looked sheepish and signalled Drake to pass the flask. Charlotte turned to him with surprise.

‘Okay, Drake and I snuck into the maze with a stash of chocolate and hid out for a whole afternoon and security went crazy trying to find us – what’s your story?’

‘When I was little, my parents took me to Holyrood Palace, where the Scottish Crown Jewels are held on display to the public – only the day we went, that part of the Palace was closed to the public. I slipped away under the security barriers and went to have a look – and all the alarms went off and they had to stop any more visitors going in, and search everyone leaving.’ Olivia snorted with laughter.

‘Okay, my turn’ said Drake ‘Never have I ever – raided the Palace wine cellar and passed out after drinking a bottle of fifty year old wine’ Olivia scowled and drank

‘That was rather specific’ she snarled ‘you should be careful, I can give as good as I get’

‘I’m up for it’ said Drake, jutting out his chin.

‘Okay you two, this was supposed to be fun, not competitive’ interjected Charlotte. And it’s my turn now’ She sat in thought for a while, then a smile spread across her face. ‘Never have I ever been skiing in a snowstorm’ Drake drank again and so did Olivia, and again Brad gestured for the flask. The other three looked questioningly at him, and he shrugged.

‘There’s an artificial ski slope just outside Edinburgh and I bought some gear cheap, so I can ski tolerably well. I went up into the Highlands several times, and just happened to go out onto the slopes in the Cairngorms when a blizzard hit. It wasn’t a bad one, but it was pretty scary.’ He looked at Drake.  ‘My turn again’ he looked thoughtful ‘Never have I ever had my own security guard’ At this, both the women drank, and Olivia topped up their glasses.  Now it was Olivia’s turn again.

‘Never have I ever capsized a boat in a storm’ Drake grimaced and drank, and yet again Brad followed suit. Olivia threw back her head and laughed.

‘You two must have been separated at birth’ she chortled ‘I’m not even going to ask you about that’

Drake thought long and hard before coming up with his next statement

‘Never have I ever had sex in a hot tub’ Olivia’s eyebrows shot up and she drained her glass, and the other two stared at her, looking uneasy

‘What?’ she asked, then rolled her eyes ‘Not this one, obviously’

‘How many rounds are we doing?’ asked Charlotte

‘Until the bottle’s empty’ declared Olivia. She held it up ‘Still a little way to go’ Charlotte sighed

‘Okay then, as Drake raised the stakes… Never have I ever had a sexual encounter in the back of a limo’ Drake looked sheepish and took a sip from the flask and passed it to Brad without even asking, and the barman took it. Olivia rolled her eyes and drank too. Charlotte gave Drake a sharp look, and he swallowed nervously. He wasn’t sure whether she wanted to ask who or when, or whether she expected him to fulfil that fantasy for her – or both.  He looked at Brad, who passed the flask back whilst he thought

‘Never have I ever been refused entry to a nightclub’. Drake snorted and drank, remembering his rejection at the Gilded Lily in the bartender’s home town. Olivia grinned as Brad failed to reach for the flask.

‘We broke the run!’ she exclaimed ‘My turn – never have I ever had oral sex in the Palace’ Drake grimaced and drank then realised that Brad was holding out his hand for the flask, and he frowned in thought.

Then he caught sight of Charlotte lifting the glass to her lips and blushing furiously. He felt a sudden rush of anger and exploded out of the water toward Brad. The bartender leant back out of the way and Drake had to sit back down as the alcohol hit his head and his legs went weak, his heart thudding in his chest. Charlotte shrank back away from him as the water surged around them, and he gathered himself together, stood up slowly and got out of the tub. The thought of them together made his blood boil and he had to get out before he did something he would regret.

‘Okay, I’m done’ he said through gritted teeth, turning on his heel and picking up a towel and his clothes. Olivia hiccupped slightly – the alcohol had dulled her usual quick wits. Slowly she put the pieces together.

‘Oooh I see’ she said slowly and looked at the other two. Brad looked sheepish, Charlotte a little tearful and shocked ‘Well isn’t one of you going to go after him?’ Brad got out and picked up his towel, and Olivia scooted up next to the Princess, pouring the last of the bottle into her glass. Brad followed Drake into Olivia’s suite. ‘Come on Lottie Lou, spill the beans – what happened with you and Brad?’ she asked, taking another sip of champagne.

Drake was halfway through dressing again when Brad caught up with him. He had on his trousers and was trying to unravel his crumpled shirt. At the sight of the Englishman his face twisted with rage.

‘You – you bastard’ he roared and charged at him. Brad dodged and caught Drake’s arm, twisting it up behind him. The two men had drunk the same amount of whisky, but Drake had imbibed substantially more Lythicos ale than Brad. Although Drake was well trained in self defence under Bastien’s tutelage he hadn’t been called on to use it much, and Brad had a lot of practical experience restraining drunks. Still, Drake manged to twist out of the armlock and spun round to aim a punch at Brad’s jaw. Again he dodged, this time dropping down, popping back up and getting Drake into a choke lock, arm around his neck. Drake became still, knowing the risk of such locks – correctly applied, Brad could cut off the blood supply to his brain and he could pass out. He cursed, knowing that he’d not be in the same position if he’d been clear headed

‘Okay, Drake, just calm down and we’ll talk about this like reasonable people’ Drake panted and sagged, relaxing.

‘Okay okay, I yield, just let me go’ Brad let him go and the two men faced each other, panting. Drake found himself begrudgingly respecting Brad’s skill, and he glared at him.

‘Come on Drake, we agreed this the other day’ he pointed out ‘You’ve got to let her do some exploration of her own. If I wasn’t here, who would she be doing that exploration with? Anton? Rashad? Think man, I’m trying to help you out. What is she thinking right now? She’s thinking you’re jealous – which you are – and that will get her to join up the dots, realise what she’s got in front of her’

‘You didn’t have to go that far with her’ Drake growled.

‘Then what should I have done? A bit of heavy petting? She practically jumped me, there was no way she was letting me go without some sort of release. She’s a passionate woman Drake, and she’s damn lucky to have someone know her so well and take care of her.’ Drake couldn’t help thinking he’d really like Brad if it wasn’t for their situation. Unless he was really good at lying, he seemed a decent guy. He wasn’t one for easily trusting others, and he was still sizing him up – but so far, so good – or so his brain said. His heart disagreed.

‘So what now? Should we go back in or call it a night?’

‘Well if we both go back in, she might think she was wrong to think you’re jealous. If I go back in and she wants to – sample some more, you’d probably punch me for real, so maybe we should cut our losses, huh? Maybe if you just go back in and say your goodnights and I’ll go now, make it look like you got the better of me?’ Drake nodded

‘Sounds like a plan.’ He held his hand out to Brad and they slapped their palms together and gripped hard, eyeing each other with mixed feelings of begrudging respect and suspicion.

[itzfabi]

A Very Unmerry Birthday

Who: @dagnyjuniper & @itzfabi

When: Dagny’s Birthday aka Princess Day 

Where: 1160 Wizard Way

What: This chatzy is from March don’t come for us we KNOW. Also: After Dagny kissed Fab at his birthday party back in November, Fab decides to return the favor thanks to a few months of reflection on whether or not he’d like to date his best friend. Things do not go according to plan. 

Fab hadn't really known what had been on his mind since the dance. It had been a month, and he was still feeling weird about that Secret Admirer thing -- of course, it was just Massie, and she was doing it to be a friend, and that was cool of her. But he'd kind of hyped it up in his head that it could've been Dagny...after their kiss on his birthday, of course. And he had no clue why, after all was said and done, he still couldn't get his mind off of it -- off of her. Maybe now that Kally was all official with her hot new boyfriend, he was feeling some compulsion to move on, too, and his brain was getting alll confused over what kind of 'like' he felt for Dagny. But in any case, she had said that she wanted to spend her birthday with him and only him and how could he say no to that? Besides...Did that mean she felt something with him at the dance, too? He had asked her to dance. Maybe the spark wasn't so one-sided after all. After setting up the big, pink kiddie princess tent that he'd rush-ordered online, Fabi waited inside her cottage (after getting her roommates to let him in and eventually split) with the handmade birthday cake in hand, waiting for her to come home. As soon as the door opened, his reaction may have been a little premature, as he instantly blew into his party horn and exclaimed, "Happy Birthday!" before she could even really enter the cottage.

Dagny had gone out on a limb by saying she didn't want an official Princess Day. Typically, it had to be some huge celebration put on by the Neverlanders, but she figured after she'd made such a blunder by sleeping with Marsh on DJ's birthday, it might be best to keep things lowkey for her own party. She knew Kally was busy hanging out with Leverett, or whatever she was doing to spend her time nowadays, so she hit up Fab to be her official birthday plans. Things seemed to finally be balanced out with them after the Valentine's Day Ball, so she wasn't worried about things being super awkward. Wow, she was starting to realize that maybe birthdays in general just weren't something she's particularly skilled at. She opened the door to her cottage, expecting Fab to show up once she'd sent him a text that she was back in her cottage, but upon entering through the door she was startled by the sound of a party horn. "Ah!" She jumped back, nearly falling into the door frame. It took her a few seconds to recover from the sudden horn noise before she straightened up and finally saw Fab standing there, cake in hand. "Jingles, Fab! You wanna spend my birthday taking me to the hospital?" She joked, setting her stuff down on the floor before moving to give her friend a careful side hug so as not to knock the cake out of his hands. She looked around at the princess tent, "Ha! Very cute." She turned back to Fab, "Thanks for coming to celebrate my birthday. I totally didn't want to have to deal with all nine million Neverlanders trying to throw me a party."

Fab didn't realize that maybe he should've waited for her to recognize his presence before going all out with the exclamation until Dagny screamed. Letting the party horn fall from his lips, Fab started toward her to apologize but she seemed to recover quickly. "Sorry!" he exclaimed through laughter, "I guess I was so excited I got a little ahead of myself. You're lucky I would've needed both hands to set off a party popper," he chuckled before leaning into the girl's embrace. "No problem," he shrugged, making his way over to the tent. "I mean, from what I've heard, Princess Day sounds like a good time for them, not necessarily for the birthday girls, though. So I'm just honored to be your guest of choice," he smiled warmly before gesturing out toward the tent. "After you, Princess." He was joking, mostly, but hey -- it was still Princess Day, he was gonna milk that for as many laughs as possible. Grabbing two forks, Fab made a move for the light switch, flipping it down so now the only source of light in the cottage were the glow-in-the-dark stars that he'd stuck to the ceiling. They'd be able to see, since their legs and heads would probably be poking out from either sides of the tent anyway. "Ta-da!" Fab smirked, rather proud of himself as he crawled into the tent.

Dagny climbed into the small tent, making herself as comfortable as she could in the limited amount of space. "I'm apparently only princess by birth and not by popular vote. I'm pretty sure my little sister made the Not My Princess hashtag spread even to Pixie Hollow, where there isn't a even a need for hashtags," Dagny groaned. It was no secret that she was constantly stressed over the idea of someday having to take over her parents' job of overseeing literally all of the fairy business when it came to changing seasons and distributing pixie dust. Dagny stared up at the stars stuck to the ceiling, pretty amazed she had a friend like Fab who would do this sort of cheesy stuff for her. "Excellent ambience choice," She congratulated him, wriggling around a little to make more room for him. "Seriously, you're the best. I know we haven't hung out as much since-" She paused for a second, trying to figure out if she should bring up her disastrous kiss attempt, "-your birthday. But, new year, new me...She says in March of the aforementioned new year." She laughed awkwardly, hoping to slide right on by that topic, regretting even bringing it up in the first place. "So, tell me again about the weird secret Valentine's Day gifts?" She asked, grabbing one of the forks that Fab had brought in preparation to dive right into that sweet, sweet cake. "You hadn't like, planned to serenade me Happy Birthday or anything, right? Because this cake is about to get demolished."

Fab gave a pout, not really one to understand monarchy like that, but it seemed like it must suck to not be liked by the people you were gonna rule someday. "Well until they figure out some kind of coups, they're stuck with you, so they're gonna have to deal," he chuckled, amused by the mere idea of anyone they knew from Pixie Hollow staging a coups. They were more of a talkative bunch who would fight with nothing but a hashtag, he was certain. After making himself comfortable alongside her, Fab gave a contented sigh. They were so close to each other, the only thing between them being the cake, and he didn't think much of it until she brought up his birthday. Ah, yes, the thing he hadn't been able to get off of his mind since it happened. "Hey, I think a New Years resolution is valid at any point in the year -- we're not even halfway there yet, 2018 is still relatively new!" Fabi smirked, flipping onto his side to face Dagny once she asked about his "secret admirer". "Oh, no, you don't want to hear me do that -- dig in," he approved, nudging the cake toward her, before actually answering her question. "Well...Massie is really sweet, and knew that Valentine's Day -- specifically the dance -- was gonna be hard for me, so she sent me a bunch of secret admirer stuff, like a bunch of cards and an Edible Arrangement and a fleshlight -- you know, cute stuff like that -- and I really had no clue it was her until she told me at the dance." He wanted desperately to add that he had kind of worked up in his mind that it could have been Dagny behind it all, as kind of a segue into talking about the slightly-confusing things he'd been feeling since. But instead of doing that, Fab stabbed his fork into the cake and shoved a bite into his mouth to shut himself up.

Dagny went ahead and forked a piece of cake as soon as Fab gave her permission to do so. She'd be lying to herself if she said she didn't keep Fab around partly for his superior baking skills. "Oh, right," Dagny thought on that. She'd almost forgotten that Kally and Fab had broken up around that same time the year previous. She was on board with Fab until he got to the part about the fleshlight. "That Massie...she's always trying to make you...feel good?" Was all Dagny could come up with in the moment after her original plan to commend Fab's roommate had been thrown by the sudden appearance of the sex toy. "Did you have any idea who it was? Like, could you sus out Massie's handwriting or something? Or was it totally a surprise?" She questioned, finding the whole story rather funny. She knew Fab had great roommates, having hung out with all of them several times, but the secret admirer thing was really something special.

Fab laughed, nodding in agreement that Massie sure was special. "Yep! Gotta love her," he chuckled before taking another bite of cake. Dagny asked, then, if he knew it had been Massie all along. He blinked a few times, chewing the bite that he had in his mouth very slowly as he worked up the nerve to speak the truth. "No. I actually...Thought it could've been you. You know, since my birthday and all," he nodded slowly, rolling over onto his back to avoid seeing Dagny's reaction. He stared at the ceiling, taking inspiration from the glowing star stickers above him, and continued. "And I don't know...After I got out of my head about it, and like...really sat down and thought things through, I wouldn't have minded if it was you." He rolled over onto his side, facing her again. "I actually wanted it to be you."

Dagny almost choked on the hunk of cake she was devouring when Fab told her he thought it might have been her sending him the gifts. Dagny started to protest immediately when Fab brought up the birthday thing again, but she was cut off by Fab saying he wanted it to be her. She set her fork down slowly, trying to fill the pause with something before she was forced to speak. "Oh," She started, "Yeah, well, you know the birthday thing was just...it was just an accident. I read the whole situation wrong and plus there's like, Kally. I mean, talk about a large shadow to cower behind..." She waved her arm, referencing the place where their third friend normally sat. Dagny looked around the tent, trying to find something else to look at other than Fab, but there wasn't much else around she could stare at without looking weird, so her eyes ended up back on Fab. "Okay, confession time," She swallowed nervously, "I did have a crush on you. Or I do. Since like, high school. It's super embarrassing and I wish I hadn't told you, but I'm actually kinda glad I did because I've been sitting on that secret by myself for literal years."

"Oh no, yeah, for sure," Fab said over Dagny's rambling about what had had happened on his birthday, but then knit his brow when she mentioned Kally. "Whoa, you'd never be in Kally's shadow," he said tenderly. He could only imagine how Dagny felt being the third among him and Kally for so long, and how weird it must have been for her. She confessed, then, that she had a crush on him, which he already kind of knew given what happened on his birthday. But, judging by the way she was acting right now, he had thought that maybe she no longer felt that way, so he was surprised when she corrected herself and said she still did. He smiled, then, moving closer to her -- well, as close as he could with half of a cake between them. "I'm glad you told me too. Cause I don't know, after you kissed me -- or, tried to kiss me -- I couldn't stop thinking about it. And I know it sounds crazy, especially considering I dated Kally for five whole years, but my mind's been so focused on that that maybe I missed something that could've been just as great. Or, you know, more great -- you never know." He got quiet, trying to feel out where they could possibly go from here now that they'd both pretty much admitted feelings for each other. Without really thinking, something in his body told him that the only way to go was forward. So he reached over, caught Dagny by the cheek, and placed a determined kiss on her lips.

Dagny listened to Fab basically admit he also had feelings for her too, and when she should've been ecstatic that the guy she'd been crushing on for literal years liked her back, something just felt off. She was about to protest that he shouldn't discount his relationship with Kally just because dating her would have been different when Fab reached over and kissed her. Kissing Fab somehow felt like the changing seasons and the end of the world all at once. On one hand, him kissing her back was the thing she had imagined for years and on the other it was also the only secret she'd ever kept from both Fab and Kally. It just felt slightly wrong, like somehow she was the other woman when Kally and Fab had been broken up for over a year. Of course, she couldn't properly think all this over when Fab's lips were still on hers, so she pulled away begrudgingly. "Okay, but we can't just suddenly be-" She motioned back and forth between them, "-together. Doesn't that feel odd to you?"

Fab furrowed his brow when his kiss was met with more confusion than excitement from Dagny. Not that his ego was that big, but he liked to think that if she really liked him as much as she said she did, and for as long as she said she did, she'd be a little more...elated and would reciprocate the butterflies that were fluttering around in his stomach. "I mean...No. Not really. Kally's moved on," he chuckled a little bit awkwardly, knowing he had no right to feel some type of way about Kalasin and Leverett, which he didn't, but it was still weird. "It's time I did, too, and who to better move on with than my beautiful, awesome best friend? And if it's too odd then we can go back to being friends, it shouldn't be that hard." He was always the optimist, though he knew that he'd tried the same thing with Kally and it didn't exactly work out how they'd planned. But maybe things with Dagny would be different.

Dagny thought about what Fab said. It would be awesome to finally get to experience what she’d been fantasizing about literally since high school, and she was almost convinced to say yes but Kally’s face kept popping up in the back of her mind. “I really thought I could if ever the opportunity presented itself, but I definitely cannot do anything without talking to Kally first. Even if you’re both over each other it wouldn’t feel morally correct to let her know first.” Of course, talking to Kally proved more difficult than usual since she was almost always with Leverett now, but she’d find a way. She sat up suddenly, putting her head in her hands. “UGH,” She groaned, “I didn’t even think about the fact that I’m a fairy and you’re a human. There’s no way I could stay in Walt for the summer and there’s also no good way to get in touch with anyone in Pixie Hollow if you’re not in Pixie Hollow. Especially because I would just sound like bells to you! Oh my God! Why have I never thought of this before!?” She knew that was a reach, but in this moment in time all her brain could think of were reasons why they shouldn’t be together. It was contradictory to literally her whole life right before this moment, but maybe she was just scared. She saw how Kally and Fab’s relationship had ended and how awkward it had been for them afterwards. If the same thing happened to her and Fab their entire friend group would completely fall apart and Dagny didn’t know what she would do without Fab in her life. “Sorry. I think I’m ruining my own birthday celebration.”

Fab gave a sigh, totally understanding where she was coming from. Should he have been more apprehensive, too? Was he being a bad “friend” to Kally by not really considering her feelings on the matter too much? To him, she’d moved on, but he hadn’t really thought of how this would affect her and Dagny’s friendship. “You’re right, you’re right,” he agreed, slumping back down onto his back, feeling a little like his pride had been shot. Then Dagny shot up, and began ranting about a bunch of things that had never even crossed his mind. “Whoa, whoa -- “ Fab said in an attempt to slow her down, “We were gonna be friends with you as a fairy and me as a human, is there really that much of a difference?” he attempted, but like -- of course, there was. Couples had sex and intimate moments that would require them to be at least within the same realm of size proportions. “You’re not ruining anything, I just -- it sucks that we’ve got so much working against us.” Fab shrugged, finding no other way to say it. “Should I leave?”

Dagny hung her head in defeat. It really should not be this hard to just date Fab. It really should not be. She guessed it was just her inner saboteur working against her yet again. “I’ll talk to Kally,” She promised. What she didn’t mention was that ever since Dagny had kissed Fab at his birthday, talking to Kally felt like the equivalent of swallowing knives and therefore was avoided at basically all costs. She reached over and squeezed Fab’s hand, “Usually I’d say something kinda inspirational and very liberal about how our differences make us stronger, but considering that our differences make me three inches tall and a fairy princess, I’d say it definitely is working against us,” She agreed, letting out a huge sigh at the end for punctuation. “That’s probably a good idea,” Dagny said when Fab asked if he should leave. “I’ll call you tomorrow, and thank you again for the cake for this.” She motioned to the playhouse around them and the stars on the ceiling. “Still friends. No matter how awkward this gets from here on out,” She attempted a joke, trying to lighten the mood. She wasn’t sure if it landed or not, but she was already crawling on her knees out of the tent so she couldn’t gauge Fab’s reaction. She stood up and walked over the door, holding it open for him. “Again, I promise I’ll talk to Kally and if you still like me after that then we’ll see what happens.”

Fab nodded, agreeing that talking to Kally was probably best for the both of them -- or, all three of them -- in this situation. He really wished things were different. Not that he and Kally had never dated so that he and Dagny could give it a go without any of this awkwardness, but moreso he wished that society didn’t have these weird rules about dating a friend’s ex or that fairies can’t realistically be with humans outside of Walt. He knew it wasn’t true that he didn’t deserve her just because she was a princess, but boy was that kind of how it felt. Fab got up with a shrug, brushing off her gratitude. “It’s really no problem, anything for my best friend,” he nodded, before cracking a half-hearted smile at her joke. He knew she was just trying to make this less weird, but Fab didn’t think that was very possible. “Still friends,” he agreed as he made a move toward the door. He fought the urge to say ‘Of course I’ll still like you’ when Dagny gave him the opportunity, but bit his tongue instead. If it was meant to work out, it would. “Great -- we’ll see,” he nodded as if they’d just made a business deal and leisurely walked out of the cottage. So this was how his love life was going to be now…great.

[velcro-rave]

post-emoji movie Trauma

WARNING: the following text contains spoilers and can be considered disturbing to some readers. especially my brain, because it’s leaking out my ears after typing this.

This is the first movie ever I’ve gone to see on opening night. And let me just say that, for the record, I’m glad I went to watch with friends. Without them, I would have most likely calmly exited the room, climbed up to the roof, and dived straight off.

I’m honestly fucking terrified of how much this shitty movie has pushed me to the edge. I’ve never felt more ANGRY in my life and at the same time wanted to just curl up in a ball and cry myself to sleep. This is so fucked up. What made it possible for this level of psychological warfare to be used so casually by Sony? Why did they decide this was ever a good idea to present to the public? I’m still shaking (and not from the overpriced Coca-Cola I was sold). Whether it’s out of rage or fear, I don’t know. Not even throwing myself into the deep fires of hell can attempt to restore the intrinsic warmth I felt before I witnessed this crime of a movie. They say that there’s a special place reserved below for people who cause enough pain to humanity, and it is at this point where I pose this question to the following:

Tony Leondis. Eric Siegel. Mike White. Michelle Raimo Kouyate.

Why?

Did you want this to happen to me? Was this the plan all along? To destroy everything you could possibly love in the process of creating this film, to make the audience suffer without any remorse? You got PATRICK FUCKING STEWART as a voice actor, and what is it you do?

Yeah, you make him play A WALKING PILE OF SHIT!!!!

Someone could’ve ran up to me after I left the theater, put a shotgun directly up to my forehead, pulled the trigger, and that would have still not come close to how much my mind had been blown at the shocking reality that this movie, this spawn, could exist in the known universe and continue to be shown to innocent people. There were kids there. Hopeful, happy, young kids with iPhones who thought it was a great idea to head off to the movies and watch a funny relatable movie about emojis without a care in the world. Communicating ideas without the use of words is the “staple” of their generation, as the movie so proudly portrays (even comparing it to ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics!), and there’s no reason a family shouldn’t agree to bring their children to this beautiful, heartwarming adventure, right? WRONG.

Nothing could have prepared me for the horrific amount of groan-worthy jokes this movie tossed out. I’ve been wracking my brain for an entire hour trying to remember the most potent ones, but they were so easily forgettable that I can only recall a few offhand. They were tragic. Whenever an opportunity for a shitty pun showed itself, you can bet your ass the writers took it and ran with it to lengths beyond the realms of humor. From the character known as Hi-5′s nonchalant Bye Felicia! to his two puns about snapping (as if one wasn’t enough), I wanted to get up and scream at the ceiling in the hopes that my cries of agony would disrupt the structural integrity of the building and have it fall on top of me, finally freeing me from the slow-cooker of torture that is The Emoji Movie.

At a certain point, Hi-5 (by the way James Corden, I thought you were cool. I thought you were here for us, for all of us as an entertainer, but you just had to take part in ruining me and the world as we know it by accepting this role. I will never forgive you.) mentions something about his heart beating. His… heart? This walking, talking hand has a heart? Does he have lungs? What other internal organs could fit in there and be capable of being slapped around constantly as a result of his stupid ass decisions? Why doesn’t he have arms like Gene or Jailbreak, does his body somehow take into account that he’s already a living appendage? This movie is making me sit and contemplate the anatomy of a fucking animated HAND, and that’s not even as preposterous as a thought can get while watching.

On multiple occasions throughout my viewing experience, I had to take a break to just lean back and sigh, both in anguish of what was happening onscreen as well as the sheer exhausting aspect of it all. The voice acting couldn’t have been more unreliable. Every other line it was a gamble between it being a poorly executed pun delivered so flatly that not even the 4-year old up front let out a little giggle, an obvious statement about what they’re planning to do next, or the most unremarkable snippet of backstory ever revealed. I’m sure all those scenes between Gene and Jailbreak where they gaze at each other were meant to be construed as romantic, but her blasé response to each of his approaches because she “isn’t some princess waiting for her prince” or how “women are deserving of more respect” completely knocked the mood off whatever pedestal it was stepping up to. I get it, these are actual important themes that need to be recognized, and I would be more than happy to see this acknowledged in a movie built on as many metaphors as Zootopia, but the timing of her commentary was the worst I’d ever seen. The constant interruptions made it seem like her words shouldn’t be taken seriously at all!

Unsurprisingly, character background was virtually (unintentional pun. I’m incredibly sorry.) nonexistent, and everything that’s possible to be wondered about the universe could pretty much be answered with a big shrug. For example, why does Hi-5 have a band-aid? Did he get stabbed or something? When did Gene begin to show signs that he was capable of other emotions? Was the Just Dance girl deleted after the trash bin emptied itself out? We didn’t see any signs of the characters going back for her after Hi-5 had to shake off the troll, so did they just leave her there to die? If Jailbreak had been working for a long time to get out, why didn’t she use more of her hacking skills? She pulled up her hologram window things maybe three times total to escape or hide somewhere, does she seriously not have anything else in her repertoire that could potentially help Gene and Hi-5 get to where they need to be quicker? There’s so many questions that don’t even get passively explained. Then again, I’m arguing against the same people who genuinely advocated for the setting to be called Textopolis.

AND WHOSE FUCKING IDEA WAS IT TO MAKE THE MAIN CHARACTER “MEH”??

The ONE emoji with zero interesting qualities and the most monotone parents that, for some fucking batshit insane reason, were given more than the minute of screentime they deserved. I understand for a quick gag, their emotionless response to everything could be funny, but their conversations would just stretch on and on and on. As for Gene, I trusted you, T.J. Miller. I can’t believe you betrayed me, especially after such a hilariously perfect role in Deadpool. Never in my life have I felt so disappointed in a single person. There is no justifiable reason for you to be proud of what you’ve done here. To be honest, I’m pretty sure I astral projected at least three times as I struggled to repress the memory of this trainwreck before it even ended. When I wasn’t desperately clawing at the armrests mid-convulsion, I was staring vacantly at the center of the screen, wondering how this week could have gone so wrong.

This was basically a 91-minute long advertisement. The whiplash of traveling between product placement to product placement nearly made me throw up, which was ostensibly the only thing that could’ve made this worse. Dropbox, Spotify, Candy Crush, Just Dance, YouTube, Facebook, and the almighty Twitter, I hope you’re happy with what you’ve wrought. The “emoji-pop” dance assaulted my eyes so suddenly, acting as the unnecessary cherry on top of the feel-good ending; I think that’s when I officially lost all hope in enjoying the rest of my night.

It’s honestly taking every ounce of my being to hold onto the little bit of life that I have after the Emoji Movie ripped my soul to shreds. The amount of violation I felt as my ears were subjected to endless pop culture references that were relevant years ago, nightmarish depictions of the content of each app on Alex’s phone, and the fact that the god damn Eggplant was in the Unused Emojis room when everyone knows that’s not the case is indescribable. I now have to live with the fact that every time I switch keyboards on my phone, those blank yellow faces will serve as a dark reminder of what I’ve gone through. To any of you reading this that have also watched The Emoji Movie, I am so sorry. I know how difficult it is to process. My recommendation to each and every one of you who haven’t had the chance to witness this sickening spectacle is to KEEP IT THAT WAY. Don’t give in to the peer pressure; this abomination parading itself around as an endearing motion picture will wholly and truly rattle you to the core. My only solace was the complete absence of dabbing or whipping (apart from hearing the song), and I’d like to thank every deity above and below for that small act of mercy.

Here’s to you, Sony. Thanks for ensuring that I not only sink deeper into my depression, but for forcing my mind to house the images I’ve seen today for as long as I live. I wish I could physically bring myself to chuck my phone in a garbage fire, but my entire body has gone numb. Here’s to you, and to all the writers, producers, and directors of this movie that made me sit in a corner pondering how I can possibly live in a future where this monstrosity exists.

Gravely, sincerely,

fuck you, and goodnight.

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The Fourth Wall

CHAPTER SEVEN: Blueberry Pancakes

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, and Stephanie (OC) 

Pairing: So by now you’re dying over or hating the whole Sam and Stephanie thing... maybe both. Dean feels the same way as you do. So yeah, that’s not gonna change. None.

Word Count: 1,627

Warnings: Another one-time-mention swearing. Panic-like reaction.

A/N: I bet you didn’t know I was going to ask you to like/reblog if you like it! Of course you knew! You are awesome! Catch up below!

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Dean’s Point of View

        Considering we left in the late afternoon, we drove for about four hours, and then I called a mandatory diner stop. There was a Biggerson’s calling my name, and I was driving, so the decision was mine to make.

        “Dude, you wanna stop already?” Sam complained.

        “Biggerson’s!” I replied, because that was the only excuse I needed. When I realized Sam still wasn’t on board, I elaborated, “There is one about 30 miles from here. It’s already six. I figured we can fill up baby’s tank, and ours too while we’re at it.” I smiled, knowing he wasn’t going to stop me. “Sound good to you, princess?” I looked in my rear-view mirror at Stephanie.

        “Sounds good to me. This drive has me feeling sleepy, so after this I’ll probably crash.” She replied.

        “That’s what I was thinking.” I agreed. “You think you can take the wheel for a while, Sam?”

        “Yeah, that’s no problem.” He reassured.

        Stephanie instantly chimed in, “Dean, you can have the back seat. I’m shorter so the front seat won’t be as uncomfortable for me.” She always switched if one of us wanted to sleep.

        “Yeah that’s cool. Thanks.” I smiled to myself. “You could join me,” I flirted, with no real intentions. That’s the kind of friendship we had. She was pretty and funny; very laid back. We always joked back and forth like that, but neither one of us felt it. I knew instantly she was more of Sam’s type. And it didn’t take long for me to figure out he was hers.

        “Don’t tempt me now, Dean. I get cold easy. I’ll force you to cuddle.” She flirted back, smiling a big lie of a smile. I looked at Sam and he was smirking along with us, so I decided to switch it up.

        “Nah, I suppose Sam would prefer you up here with him.” I sneered at him.

        “Seriously? Is this how the whole trip is going to go?” Sam leaned his head back and looked out the window. Stephanie was already looking at me through the mirror again. Her eyes were telling me to stop.

        “Hey, I’m just giving you a hard time. Lighten up man.” I shook Sam’s shoulder hard.

        Stephanie’s eyes were shifting, and I could tell she was about to say something that made her nervous. “Yeah, Sam. If anything, I should be embarrassed. This whole thing started because I made a drunken fool of myself and assumed that I put the move on you.” She quietly cleared her throat and made a quick glance in my eyes before looking in the opposite direction.

        I looked at Sam and I could tell he was over-processing. So, I took it upon myself, yet again, “Really? I didn’t take you to be the type to make the first move.”

        She almost seemed relieved that I picked up the conversation, “honestly, I’m not. But when I’m drunk, I’m pretty straight forward, to say the least. I just assumed that’s how it happened.” She was making a move right now, but she was approaching it in a way that would allow Sam to step up. I smiled at the pavement running below my windshield. That’s my girl.

        I looked at Sam, dying for him to speak up. He swallowed hard, not even noticing that I was staring at him. There was a long silence, and the tension was unbearable. This was going to be a long trip. I rolled my eyes at Sam, even though he was avoiding making eye contact with either one of us. “Here’s our exit.”

        Neither one of them said anything as we pulled up in the parking lot. I watched as they both looked in opposite directions walking up to the building. “Hey, you guys going to stay awkward all through dinner?” I laughed, trying to ease the situation.

        “What are you talking about, Dean?” Sam sassed.

        I looked at Stephanie and she just vaguely shrugged. “Alright, okay.” I felt like my eyes were going to permanently end up staring at my brain with the amount of eye rolls I was uncontrollably dishing out this past hour. But I had a plan. I asked the host for a booth and I made sure I stood in between Sam and Steph on the way to the table, with Stephanie leading the way. When she sat down, I sat across from her and on the edge of my seat, leaving the space next to her the only option left for Sam. He hesitated, but for sake of avoiding awkwardness, he hurried and sat down, trying to act as normal as he could. I smiled slyly at the two of them, each looking at me at separate times. “Comfy?” Neither one spoke. “If you guys don’t relax I’m going to start telling embarrassing stories about Sammy over here.” I nodded in Sam’s direction.

        They spoke at the same time, “please do!”                                                         “Don’t you dare.”

        I laughed as they both stared at me in two entirely different emotions. “Okay, then let’s just get this over with. This trip isn’t going to be over for a few days, we are all in close quarters. Are we going to let this hang over all of our heads and dampen our trip, or are we going to address the matter?” Again, neither one of them talked. Luckily the waitress interrupted to take our order.

        “You guys ready to order?” She smiled setting down a glass of water for each of us.

        “I am. How about you two?” I asked. Sam smiled at the waitress and Stephanie nodded.

        “Alright. What will it be?” She looked to me first.

        “I’ll take the double decker burger with a large side of fries.” She jotted down my order as I took a drink of water.

        “Got it.” She turned to Sam and Stephanie, “and for the lovely couple?” I choked on my water, spitting it all over the two of them.

        “Uh, we’re not…” Sam tried to correct her, until Stephanie stopped him.

        She locked her arm around his and grinned, “He’ll have the blueberry pancakes with two eggs, sunny-side up…” Sam squirmed a little in his seat, sitting himself up straighter and staring at the table in front of him. “And I’ll have the BLT combo, but substitute the fries with the seasonal fresh fruit.”

        The waitress ignored the charade, “alright, I’ll bring that out as soon as its done.” And she walked away.

        “Sammy, come on. Steph even knows what you order here.” I pleaded with my brother as if Stephanie wasn’t sitting right next to him. Practically begging him to admit the obvious.

        Stephanie let go of his arm, “Sorry, I hope that’s what you wanted.”

        “Of course it is. It’s what he always orders. Even if it’s 11 p.m.” I retorted. Sam’s face was red, and he was still stalling. “Sammy, you alright over there? You look you’re about to have an aneurysm.”

        Sam finally looked at Stephanie, but this time, I almost wanted him not to. He stared directly into her eyes. In a way that was a little too creepy. “Why do you know that?” He asked, turning his entire body toward her.

        “It’s what you always order.” Stephanie’s face was blushing this time.

        “You remember what I order at a particular restaurant?” He replied, digging even further into her with his eyes.

        “Yes, Sam. Just like you knew my favorite junk food, and Dean knew my favorite alcoholic drink.” She was starting to get anxious.

        The situation was in dire need of a distraction, “Sam, let up dude!”

        To no prevail, he just kept staring at her. Stephanie looked at me for help, but I was at a loss. So she tried her luck, “Sam? What’s the matter?” She asked him.

        He shook his head and finally broke his daze. “Sorry, I just… Sorry.”

       Stephanie looked at me, her eyes asking me ‘is he crazy?’ Then she cleared her throat, “do you mind, I need to use the restroom.” She scooted toward Sam, and he jumped out of his seat a little too fast. She just got up slowly, turned to the two of us to assess the situation, then turned back and walked off slowly.

        I waited until she was out of earshot, “Sam, what the hell?”

        “I don’t know. I just kinda… froze.” Sam ran his hand through his hair. It was obvious he was nerve wrecked.

        “What the hell happened. She is over here giving you the green light and you’re blowing it man.” I stared at him, waiting for a reply. Sam mumbled something under his breath. “What?” I leaned in to hear him.

        “She likes me…” and with that he looked directly into my eyes, panicked.

        “No shit, Sherlock! I’ve been trying to tell you. You better clean up your act and get your shit together. She’s probably in the bathroom having a panic attack over that stunt you just pulled.” I watched as my brother recollected himself.

        “Right. Yeah, okay.” Sam shook his head, again, and straightened his posture.

        “Here she comes. You got this.” I smacked his arm in attempt to give him a quick boost of confidence. He nodded, and got up from his seat to let her in.

        The rest of the meal went smoothly. It was like nothing happened, except there were a lot of glances shared between Sam and Stephanie. They were smiling and laughing and sitting a little closer than you should when you’re eating a meal. I watched as Sam kept elbowing her with his long arms, taking every opportunity to smile and apologize, her forgiving him every time. Neither one of them scooted away though. It was the purest thing I’ve seen in a while.

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Butterflies. Shannon Series. Ch 7.

Authors note: ...

Warnings: Mentions of a verbally abusive ex.  

Word Count: 1,560.

Butterflies. Chapter 7.

If you haven’t read it here’s : CHAPTER 6

“Okay” I stood up took a deep breath and straightened out my dress “I can do this. I’m just gonna walk out there and... yeah. I’m just gonna walk out there” I made my way to the door but not before turning back around. “I need to put on underwear first. I left the little conversation with myself in the bedroom and slowly walked towards the kitchen. I could hear Shannon quietly talking with Jared. “I can’t believe you walked in on us having sex” “Hey it’s not the first time” Jared joked. “Not the point. I actually like this girl. Please don’t fuck this up for me. You need to apologize. The poor thing is probably traumatized” Shannon’s big brother side was coming out. “Fine. I’m sure she’s fine. She looked fine when she was screaming your name on the couch” He laughed again. “J!” Shan said sternly. As I walked into the kitchen, Shannon walked out to go and get whatever his brother was here for. “Hey Y/N, I’m sorry I walked in on you two. Can I get you a drink?”. “That’s okay. I’m sorry you saw what you saw. But I will take that drink. Jared started pouring me a glass of rosé. As Jared handed me the wine Shannon walked back in. “Woah Woah, day time drinking? Really?” he laughed as he handed Jared a box. “It’s 2:30. Really early evening drinking” I laughed back. “Well don’t drink too much. I’m taking you out for dinner” He came over and wrapped his arms around me. 

Back home it was 11 pm. “Hey guys, do you mind if I go for a nap. It’s kinda late for me”. “Sure I’ll show you back to the bedroom, let me know if you need anything” Shannon took my hand. “Yeah you didn’t even make it to the bedroom before and I’m pretty sure you gave her what she needed on the couch” Jared smirked. Shannon hit his brother on the way past. I found it funny. I took off my make up and changed into one of Shannon’s t-shirts and boxers. He tucked me in. “’l’ll go see my brother out and come back to snuggle with you” he kissed my nose. “No, don’t. Spend as much time as you need to with him” I yawned. “Are you kidding, I see him almost every day. I’ll be back” I nodded to him and watched his beautiful stocky body leave the bedroom. I closed my eyes for a moment and started to drift off to sleep. I heard the bedroom door close and opened my eyes a little. Shannon had walked back in with his laptop in hand and sat on the bed next to me. “I’m gonna do some work while you sleep If you don’t mind” “MmmHmm, can you wake me up a couple hours before we have to go please” I snuggled into his side as he grunted for his reply. He leaned over and kissed my head and I was once again drifting off into a deep sleep.

 I felt a hand on my shoulder “Baby wake up, we’ve got reservations at 8″ he gently shook me. I could feel his body heat against me. Being the big spoon. I stretched and turned around so I was facing him on the bed. “Hey, Hmm, I like waking up to you” I giggled. We laid in his bed for 5 minutes. “I’m gonna have a quick shower and get ready” I decided as I perked up a bit. I did as I said and was out of the shower in 10 minutes and sat on the bed in my towel. I dug out my make up bag for the second time and started to apply my make up. “I’ll meet you downstairs baby, just gotta make a phone call” he told me and kissed under my ear. I took my time getting dressed. Rummaging through my suitcase I found a khaki dress that I’d packed. It was a body-con kind of dress. I had packed mostly anything that I could fold up into a small bundle so I could pack more clothes.

Once dressed I tried to find Shannon. He wasn’t in the house and I didn’t really know where else to look. I sat on the couch and waited. I stood back up and bent over to get my phone out of my bag which was on the floor. I heard the front door close behind me. “Woah, nice view” Shannon laughed. I rolled my eyes and turned to face him. “I can see your thong through your dress by the way” he mentioned. “we can fix that” I said pushing my hand up my dress and pulling the thong down. “That was hot, and we need to leave” He pulled me in for a hot, passionate kiss. We got into his truck once again and made our way to the restaurant. We pulled up outside and a valet attendant strolled up to the car ad switching places with Shannon as we both got out the car. Shannon was handed a ticket which he placed in his pocket and we entered the restaurant walking side by side. The waitress welcomed us and showed us to our seats. He pulled out my seat and tucked me in. “Like a true gentleman” I giggled. “Nothings too good for my princess” he smiled and lightly scrunched his nose.

“So I was on the phone to my mom, As you know she’s staying over Jared’s Wednesday after the awards eve but she wants to spend some time with me Thursday so I’ll have to leave you....”. “No that works out wonderfully actually. I’m meeting with one of our transferred reporters Thursday, so all good” I interrupted. He breathed a sigh of relief. “By the way Shannon, this restaurant is beautiful” I exclaimed looking round. The rooms was painted and pale yellow decorated with red and gold drapes. The windows were from the floor to ceiling. Candles on the table and flowers everywhere. The chandeliers were huge, made from gorgeous crystal. Our entrees had been devoured and we’d moved onto our main course. Half way through our meal a beautiful woman, much closer to Shannon’s age than mine came over and started talking to him and asked for an autograph. She pulled up a seat and turned it away from me so her focus was solely on Shannon. ‘Rude’ I thought. After about 5 minutes of her chatting utter shit to him, just to keep the conversation going, she asked him “So can I have your number”. My face dropped. “Excuse me” I piped up. “But if you haven’t noticed we are on a date. So if you would kindly leave and let US get back to OUR evening” I asserted.  Shannon just sat there with a hidden smile looking at his dinner. She scoffed and stood up. “Maybe another time then” and she walked away. Shannon’s hidden smile was not so hidden. “I’m sorry. Just... that was just... she was just.. so rude!”. “Don’t be sorry sweetie. You stood your ground. Marked your territory”. “Well just be glad I didn’t piss on you” I laughed. The angry atmosphere slowly fading. Our meals had been taken away and we were waiting for dessert. Shannon held my hand from across the table. “I know I told you you look hot tonight but you are beautiful. Stunning in fact”. “Are you talking to me or..?” “yes” he laughed. “right sorry. Thank you. Well you happen to be the best looking man I’ve ever dated, and believe me there’s not been many” I nervously laughed. “what good looking men or men”. “Erm men..” “May I ask how many there’s been?” “No you may not” another nervous laugh left my lips. “I won’t tell” his thumb rubbing the upper side of my hand. What was it about him that made me want to tell him my life story. “2!” I kind of whispered “2?!” he asked shocked. “Well no. 1″ I replied. “I’ve only had one other partner and he screwed me up so bad I thought I’d never be deserving of anyone. He was verbally abusive to me and I just believed every word of it” Shannon looked shocked and moved a chair closer to me. He swiveled my legs so they were in between his. “Listen to me right now, I think you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You are smart and hilarious. You don’t take things to seriously, you’re like me. However I take you very seriously. You are mine and I would never do anything to hurt you”. I feel unexpected tears roll down my face. He rested his forehead on mine and wiped my tears with his thumb. Out of all the times we’d been intimate this is the closest I’ve ever felt to him. Butterflies flew around in my stomach. “I love you” I blurted out. My face dropped once again as I realized what I’d just said. “Shan, I’m sorry. That was too soon. I didn’t mean to.” I started rambling. He kissed me, probably to shut me up. “It’s okay. I think I’m starting to love you too”. 

CHAPTER 8

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