#this is 100% what these two are gonna wear on their wedding day when it eventually happens in the fic

[bluestrawberrybunny]

SMG34 wedding when???

[agi-ppangx]

💭fake dating (100 followers special)

chan | minho | changbin | hyunjin | jisung | felix | seungmin | jeongin

"yn, it's 7 in the morning," changbin mumbled after he opened the door, rubbing his tired eyes. "what's so important that you're already here?" he added, looking at you. you took a moment to stabilise your breath and when you did, you instantly started to ramble. "you remember this guy i was kind of dating recently? well, we kind of broke up and now i need someone to go with me and attend my sister's wedding. and that's why i'm here - will you please go with me as my boyfriend?" changbin's eyes were wide open right now, his face full of shock. he looked like he was seriously taking this into consideration, but then a simple "no" left his mouth. "binnie, please… i'm her maid of honour and i promised my family i will bring my boyfriend and now the wedding is in a few days and i really don't know what to do. if you want i can even pay you, just please help me from embarrassing myself in front of my family," you desperately pleaded, though you were starting to feel defeated, losing your hope.

it's not like you cared so much about what your old aunts and cousins are gonna say, but you told your sister months ago that you'll bring your 'other half' to her wedding and now it was too late to change your mind. except you didn't have an 'other half'. in the past few months you've dated three different guys but none of them stayed with you longer than a couple of weeks. something just didn't click, so now you were all alone, feeling hopeless and you started wondering what your excuse is going to be.

changbin was examining your face carefully. he noticed your sad expression and he sighed loudly. "don't you think it's going to be weird? y'know, you introducing me as your partner…" you looked at him dumbfounded and let out a slight chuckle. "bin, c'mon, we've known each other for four years and we've done so many silly things together. it's just gonna be two days and that's it. please, i'm desperate," you didn't give up. you noticed his expression getting softer and finally you heard him mumble. "fine. but after the wedding i expect you to take me to some fancy restaurant." you giggled at his words and trapped him in a tight hug, thanking him over and over again. he huffed a soft laugh, amused by your behaviour. you eventually let go of him, letting him breathe. "i'll text you all the details. thank you once again, i owe you!" you exclaimed, leaving his apartment.

you picked him up on saturday morning and drove to the wedding hall. you explained everything to him - where's his changing room, at what time he should be ready and where you were going to be in case he needed your help. as a maid of honour you were supposed to spend the whole time with your sister, helping her with make-up and outfit.

the ride was peaceful, you two didn't talk much, but the silence wasn't uncomfortable. it just felt right, listening to music in a car with changbin, occasionally cracking a joke. you didn't notice, but as you were focused on the road, changbin was stealing glances at you from time to time.

"okay, this is your room - you can leave your things here and get ready," you told him when you arrived at the hall. "i'll be there, down the corridor. if you need me, just text or call me," you added and changbin nodded. you waved at him with a soft smile and soon disappeared around the corner. he stood there for a while after and then shyly entered the room in order to get ready.

at the same time you struggled with your dress, desperately trying to get it on as quickly as possible. it wasn't your style at all, if you were picking it, the dress would look completely different, but since your sister was in charge of the outfits, you had to agree to wear it. besides, it was only for a few hours, so you figured it couldn't be that bad. "yn, someone's calling you!" you heard your sister say from across the room. she was sitting in front of the vanity table where you left your phone. you quickly managed to zip the dress and rushed to pick up. "hi binnie, do you need anything?" you said as soon as you heard changbin mumble your name. "yeah, um… that's quite embarrassing, but is there anyone who could help me with my tie?" he blurted with a faint huff. you giggled softly at his words, finding it oddly endearing. "sure, can you give me like two minutes?" you asked and changbin responded with a simple "mhm" before he hung up.

you knocked at his door only a few minutes later and when you heard changbin's voice, you entered the room. you saw him sitting hopelessly at his bed, his tie loosely hanging from his neck. changbin looked up from his phone and his jaw immediately dropped when he saw you in your gown. "are you sure it's not you who's getting married? you look stunning" changbin whispered the last part, his shocked expression made you laugh out loud. apart from the dress your appearance was rather messy - you were wearing a random pair of sneakers, your hair and make-up was undone and overall you looked miserable. but somehow changbin still reckoned you were the prettiest, though he didn't vocalise his thoughts. "okay, show me this tie," you hummed and changbin stood in front of you. you took a quick look at what was happening and you went to work. you started from the scratch, carefully forming a knot and when you finished you slightly adjusted the tie on his neck and smoothed the fabric of his suit. when you looked up you met changbin's eyes and for a brief moment everything around you stopped. it felt as if something shifted, though you weren't exactly sure what it was. eventually, you cleared your throat and took a step back. "i think i- uh… i should go get ready. i'll see you in a bit," you uttered and quickly made your way out of the room before changbin would say anything. your face was burning and you were sure no amount of foundation and concealer would be able to cover the evidence of you blushing.

changbin was way too good at talking and entertaining your family. within the first hour he was able to make friends with half of your cousins and gain the approval of your parents and aunts. "you make such a cute couple!", "i suppose you're next in line, right yn?", "his eyes say everything!" you heard from them and surprisingly it didn't make you uncomfortable at all. in fact, it strangely felt right, with changbin by your side holding your hand and placing a soft peck on your temple from time to time. god, what was happening to you?

"i think we're quite good at this whole fake dating, don't you think?" changbin asked you later when you were dancing to a slow song some of the guests picked. his arms were secured around your waist while you laced your fingers around his neck. you faintly smiled at his words, his piercing gaze was making you shy. you felt this weird urge to take him far away from all of those people and kiss him until both of you would run out of breath. "what are you thinking about?" he hummed, his soft voice bringing you back to reality. "you," you responded simply, gathering all of the courage in yourself. now or never, you thought. changbin's eyes widened in disbelief, but shortly after a smirk appeared on his face. he understood. you leaned a bit, stopping halfway through as if you wordlessly wanted to ask him for permission. changbin was quick to respond and closed the gap between you two. for the second time this day you felt as if the world stopped around you, but you didn't mind at all. after a long while you two broke the kiss but didn't really pull away from each other, your foreheads touching while you were still swaying to the music. "i suppose it's me who should take you to a fancy restaurant now, am i right?" changbin giggled, making you blush.

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[mintymarabell]

A wedding day.

Honestly, he has the world record for the fastest planned wedding that still looked good and was crazy expensive.

Your veil is huge.. think of prince harries wedding and how beautiful Meghan’s veil was. 

The gown/suit you wear is beautiful, with diamonds and silver lining it.

Because technically your family from earth probably thinks your dead, you’ll most likely have an older yautja walk you down the isle to hand you off, this is only if you don’t want to walk alone.

The older yautja will be older than your mate and will most definitely treat you as if you were his own after finding out his purpose for walking you.. Peepaw..

The little flower girl will be this cute yautja who’s just happy to be there and will gladly run down an isle and throw flower pedals on the ground.

Your elders son is suddenly panicking because his suit pants have a whole in the pocket from his claws and your rings are gone, he’ll be frantically looking around while your elder gradually walks up behind him, grabs him by the shoulder all friendly like and asks. “Son, what are you looking for.”

This poor kid will start crying, still fearful of his dad he’ll eventually find the rings and be out of breath on his knees thanking paya.

The son will be the best man.

A group of elite females will be your bridesmaids.

Your wedding song will be Turning Page instrumental.

You’ll walk down the isle with your arm interlocked with the older yautjas.

Your mate will stop breathing, drinking you in as if you were a glass of water on a hot day.

He will fall in love with you all over again.

As you come up and the older yautja walks to his seat your mate will watch you get into place in front of him.

His massive clawed hands coming up to lift your veil.

If it weren’t for his son behind him, he was sure he was gonna pass out.

You looked astonishing.

He held your hands as the priest rambled on. It was a human they had kidnapped just for this occasion.

He couldn’t care to pay attention as he focused on you and only you.

He was in pure disbelief, you were going to be his. His to cherish, love, care for.

The priest began. As he called your name. “Do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in (holy) matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live, till death do you part?”

He wasn’t sure why but he held his breath again, as if you’d say no.

“I do.”

If he could smile, he would.

As the priest said the same spiel again for him he was eager for him to finish.

“-till death do you part?” The priest finished.

“I do.” He spoke, with no hesitation.

The priest nodded, the elders son coming up with the rings. You went first, sticking the ring on his ring finger. Then he very carefully put yours on. (He almost dropped it bc it was too small for him to hold.)

The priest gave a nervous smile, “You may now kiss the bride/groom.”

Your elder looked at the priest as if he just killed his dog.

The priest stammered. “The bride/groom may kiss the groom!”

He watched you chuckle, slightly tugging him down by his arms so you could kiss his cheek.

He was happy. Happy because you were officially his, in human terms.

He carried you out of the ‘church’ in his arms.

At the reception the cake is huge. I’m talking two story house massive. Your mate laughed when you looked at the cake awestruck.

As you cut the cake you take the time to put a bit of one of his mandibles, almost laughing when he struggled to get it. He will in turn put a huge dollop on your nose which if you can lick it off he’ll give you a dirty good.

Honeymoon:

He most likely takes you to a beautiful moon like atmosphere island, where there are beautiful blue lakes and mountains with green fields and alien flowers.

Y’all get frisky in the lake 100%.

Probably in the field too.

By time you get back home you are both sore to the bone.

He takes a few months off of work and instead dedicates all of his time to you, rightfully worshiping your body and the ground you walk on.

P.s

You now have a step son and a new dad. ;)

[nighthoundsworld]

As I now feel like the main pioneer for the Next Avengers fandom I’m gonna start something (that’s probably not gonna be consistent) called Head-canon that’s probably 1000% true and todays Topic is on the very awkward subject for our Next Avengers ✨PARENTS✨ specifically Mothers

#1 James and Francis are complete Mamas Boys without a doubt so this post will be about them. Now not saying they don’t love their dads because they do………but come on now if I had a mom that looked like this I’d be a mamas boy as well

(James)

#2 James wears a Red hourglass necklace around his neck and never removes it because it was the last thing Natasha gave to him before she went to fight Ultron and ultimately died (This is the new canon because I said so, so if our Next Avengers come back in mainstream media expect this to be a thing)

#3 The Day Steve and Natasha left to fight Ultron which lead to their deaths Natasha was forced to inject James with a syringe that had sleeping medication because he wouldn’t stop screaming and crying and wouldn’t let go of Natasha mind you that at the time James was only 3 which grew his fears of Needles

#4 The only Picture James has of his Parents is them dancing at their wedding, it’s the only picture he has and he stops himself for looking for more because every second he spends looking at that picture reminds him of what he lost and what he’s never able to get back

#5 Although James is Captain America’s son and he’s held at such a high regard and given such respect he acts more like Natasha. His hairs the same shade of red, He leans more towards the spy in him than the goodie two shoes solider, his hero costumes primary color is a red and Black jacket with a star etc overall he leans more towards Natasha in the personality department

#6 James biggest secret that no one knows but him is he knows Ballet, he practiced in secret for years and perfected the craft and everyday he ends his day by looking at a Russian Ballerina Music Box and watches it twirl as he thinks about her

(Francis)

#7 let’s get this out the way right now Francis was not planned 😂 LOL He was an accident Baby that Clint and Bobbi made on their 3rd Honeymoon but never the doubt the idea of Abortion never once crossed their minds as they agreed that little Francis was gonna be there’s 100%

#8 Francis being the only one who actually was able to live a portion of his life with his Parents Bobbi tried her hardest to give him some sort of normalcy in hiding with the Freedom Fighters (or whatever they were called) she taught him all the basic things and even made a small area for him where she’s read him bed stories every night and promise him a better future

#9 Bobbi’s nickname for Francis was “Her Little Birdy” or “Franky”

#10 evidently when Bobbi’s death came Francis was 10 years old. A group of Ultron bot’s found their base and she led the fight to stall while Clint helped everyone evacuate. She gave Francis her Goggles and made him promise that no matter what never loose hope in fighting to save the day before Eventually Clint was forced to carry Francis away leaving the boy to watch as the last time he saw his Mother she was fighting for her life in which she ultimately lost

#11 Francis keeps a picture of Bobbi in his pocket at all times so he never forgets his Mom’s face along with the fact that he never takes off his goggles the least he’ll do is just rest them upon his head hiding them within his hair

#12 he customized his Bow so that it can turn into a Bow Staff along with two separate Batons the same Bobbi used as he trained himself with the art of the Bow Staff in honor of her. He also carved out a small Mockingbird within his Bow for her

#13 every year on her Birthday he leaves flowers and one of the children’s books she read to him at her Grave where he talks to her and gives her a recap of what happened in the past year promising her he’d never give up fighting for what’s right

Overall these two are complete Mamas Boys and again like I said I don’t blame them look at who their moms are

[starlitangels]

Some James + His Spouse Headcanons

I sometimes feel like I’m the only married member of this fandom for now so I’m obviously the authority on this particular pairing lol /j /s

They’re in their thirties and have been married for at least 10 years

Got married young (like 23/24 range)

Short dating time (like two years max)

Short engagement (not even a year)

They knew each other since they were children and had always been best friends, so they didn’t feel the need to date and betroth for longer periods of time. They already knew what they wanted and they knew they wanted to spend their lives together

For the first few days after James leaves for a job, his spouse is frustrated and angry at him for leaving. This repeats a few days before he comes home. The rest of the time in between they just really miss him

Their wedding rings are complementary (same color pattern on both—platinum)

Assuming his spouse is the same “character” as they were in Imperium, they’ve known each other since they were children and his spouse is unempowered

But they’ve known each other so well, so long, and so intimately that his spouse can practically read his mind

He has so many little tells based on facial expressions and body language when he’s at home that he doesn’t have while at work. It’s not hard for his spouse to know what he’s thinking

Trust me. I’ve only been married for a couple years and it can be very easy to read my husband’s mind

The two have a long-standing agreement that James can just be in his spouse’s mind whenever he wants unless asked not to be until they invite him back in

He still asks for permission every time

James really wants to spoil his spouse with nice date nights whenever he’s home and his spouse literally cannot be bothered with the idea

James will be like “let’s go to [insert fancy-dancy restaurant that’s like $100+ a plate here]”

And his spouse immediately replies “or we could make dinner here and walk to the snow cone shack in the grocery store parking lot two blocks away for dessert instead”

It’s not that they don’t want to spend the money though that’s definitely part of it

They just wanna spend time with him while he’s there because he’s gone so much

His spouse is definitely a Quality Time kind of person and James is too but he’s also a gift-giver

James is left-handed and prefers the right side of the bed so he can hold his partner’s hand with his dominant one while he sleeps

When James is away, his spouse wears their wedding ring to bed. When he’s home neither of them do trust me wedding rings can get in the way and get uncomfortable during cuddling it just be like that sometime

When James isn’t out on a job he’s the one that makes dinner. Cooking is therapeutic for him

One time when he was out on a job and was gonna be gone over his birthday, his spouse surprised him when he came home by making and setting up a display case for his favorite baseball cards

James is a fast runner. His spouse is faster

[daynascullys]

Teresa Lisbon - 2, 4, 7 , 12, 13 Ditto for Patrick Jane please!

aaaah my beloveds thanks for asking about them 🥰🥰

2. Favorite canon thing about this character? Lisbon: That she wears Jane's wedding ring on her necklace (and fully understands its significance/makes peace with him not taking it off/apologizes about it, etc.) and is so protective of him from the start. AND her lil dancing. Jane: That gift-giving is so clearly his love language because it's mine too 🥰 And the moments of life we see in him despite the tragedy, like building his sandcastle and making a daisy chain. Also, literally any time there's a kid.

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in? Lisbon: Okay this might be silly but I kind of want to see her in Miss Congeniality because of the whole angry little princess thing 🤭 Jane: Brooklyn Nine-Nine, particularly for the Halloween Heist. I would loooove to see him with Peralta lmao

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like? Lisbon: This probably goes for all the characters, but the fandom thinks so deeply about her character and really digs in to the complexity and I love it. Jane: I love that everyone treats his story with respect and is so thoughtful about the nuance of his character! I also never ever imagined I'd call any man babygirl but this is the first fandom where I really 100% get it hehe

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character? Lisbon: I think she read at least one of Jane's letters every day and had her favorite ones memorized. I also think she put his teacup back together during those two years and just waited to surprise him with it when she felt the time was right. And that she would make his cup of tea for him when she was especially sad/missing him. I also love that she couldn’t answer when Jane called because it meant she had a voicemail from him, and I think she listened to it over and over. Jane: I think he buys or makes gifts for Angela and Charlotte on their birthdays and keeps them somewhere special (since we know he doesn't visit their graves to mark the anniversary). I also think he collected memories to share with Lisbon with the hope that he'd get to tell her and brought her some sort of gift, like a seashell.

13. What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot? Lisbon: 🫦 because of her lip biting! Jane: 👀 reminds me of Jane because he really embodies that emoji lol (also 🐸) and this 😌 reminds me of both of them (especially with a flower tucked behind their ear)

send me a question and a character!

gonna tag some friends bc I wanna hear your thoughts too hehe @sharpesjoy @burningblake @robntunney @robintunney @lizzybennets

[milkywaygg]

Confidential Affairs Chapter 7

For @eripops since they having a rough time with work. Figured this might cheer you up. Although warning, this chapter isn't as lovey-dovey as the previous had for...certain reasons lol.

Month Four

The smell of seasoned eggs woke Euphemia up the next morning, alongside a somewhat peppy hum coming from the kitchen. Rubbing her eyes, she took her wand off her nightstand and waved it in front of her face, turning her dark circles and bed head into her usual beehive bun and clean face, dressing herself in her usual cyan dress and white pearls before leaving the master bedroom, following the eggy aroma. She smiled lovingly as she watched Jules take a spatula and scrap the eggs from his pan onto two plates, setting one in front of Euphemia.

“Good morning, honey bunny.”, Jules said cheerfully, kissing his fiancé’s cheek as he sat across her.

“Good morning. You seem awfully chipper this morning.”, Euphemia commented, blushing. She much preferred this Jules as opposed to the weepy, crying Jules she had comforted the night before, “I’m guessing you feel better about what happened?”

“Ah, I was just being a little drama queen. I’m ok.”, Jules laughed, “I’m just sooo super duper excited! I have to see the doctor today for my check up and they promised me that they’re gonna let me see the baby when they do their little scanny thingy.”

“You mean an ultrasound?”, Euphemia laughed as her fiance’s simplemindedness. The way he either forgot or stammered when using words longer that three syllables made her weak every time. If she wasn’t trying to hold back a laugh, Euphemia would often correct him and look at him playfully as if he were a third grader trying to learn big words.

“Yea yea, that’s it! I think..”, Jules said brightly, “Do you…do you have to work today? Would you want to come along with me?”

“I uh…”, Euphemia stuttered for a minute, nearly forgetting all that she had planned for herself today. Knowing that she needed a new job as soon as possible, she had hoped to go back into town or get on her computer to surf various job listings or to check her emails for freelance clients or to schedule interviews. Yet, she couldn’t help but look into Jules’ emerald greens and felt her heart being tugged. He looked as if he wanted to get on his knees and beg her to go. She sighed…I guess one break couldn’t hurt. It’s for him after all. “Sure darling, I’d love to. I think I’m off anyways.”

“Yay!! That’s awesome because after wards, I wanted to do some baby shopping, maybe find a cute little crib and blankie and..”, Euphemia droned off as Jules kept talking excitedly and happily, nearly bouncing off his seat as he talked, “Oh! And…I went to see my parents the other day and they said that they were more than willing to let us use their garden as our wedding venue! Lookie! Look!”

Euphemia looked at the squealing man’s phone, analyzing all the various colors of flowers organized almost like a botanical garden, alongside an aisle of grass that Euphemia imagined Jules would use to walk towards her holding a bouquet of his mother’s finest roses and lilies. The more she stared at the photo, the more she was reminded of their upcoming wedding…and the more she realized that expenses were about to start piling up.

Even though she was somewhat relieved that Jules’ parents were helping them save money with a beautiful but cheap venue, she still thought about everything that still needed to be done. What would they wear to the wedding? Jules didn’t own anything particularly nice and while she had a couple of cocktail dresses from her parents’ numerous parties, she didn’t think that any of them screamed bride-to-be. Plus, what wedding would be complete without a wedding cake? They didn’t need anything fancy of course, since Euphemia and Jules had hoped for a rather small wedding, but even the cheapest cakes ran about $100 at the lowest at their local bakery, and her parents didn’t seem very eager to pitch in. Of course, what little guests they did have at the wedding, they would need to provide food for as well, so Euphemia couldn’t help but just see all the dollar signs just fly past her as Jules continued to blabber on about the wedding.

“Euphemia helloooo?”, Jules called, waving his hand in front of her, “What do you think?”

“It’s very nice. Saves us a lot of money.”, Euphemia said, unsure of what to say. Jules’ smile dropped a little bit.

“Well I mean, if you would prefer something nicer, then maybe we could find a church or something to have the wedding? I’m sure my mom and dad wouldn’t mine. Heh…you’re probably would prefer it like that.”

“Who said they were going to our wedding?”, Euphemia asked, making Jules’ good mood start to fade quickly, “They don’t even want to speak with me right now.”

“O-Oh ok then…I was just thinking out loud…never mind then.”, Jules’ voice got quiet, breaking Euphemia’s heart as she blushed in embarrassment. Right before he was able to grab his dirty plate, she placed her hand gently on top of Jules’.

“Jules wait, I-I didn’t mean to snap at you. The garden is lovely and I would be honored if we got married there. It’s just…Can we just not talk about my parents right now? They’re really starting to stress me out. I-I didn’t mean to take it out on you.”

“Oh…yes of course. I’m sorry. I didn’t realize talking about them would be upsetting right now.”, Euphemia kicked herself for dampering Jules’ mood, but as much as she HATED seeing him hurt or worry, anything remotely referring to her parents made her body tense up, almost as if it were squeezing itself tightly. “I didn’t upset you too much, did I?”

“No darling. It’s ok.”

“Are you sure.”

“Yes! I’m fine!”

It was all starting to become too much. This had been the millionth time he had tried to probe her thoughts, even though she felt that it wasn’t his job. As much as she loved him dearly, she had to admit that she was starting to get more and more annoyed with every question about her well-being? Why couldn’t he just trust her? Why couldn’t he see that she was an adult woman and that she was perfectly capable to taking care of her family? She knew he meant well, but sometimes…it was just too much for her to handle.

Usually however, she was pretty good at keeping her temper together, even though she often felt like she was about to explode. This time however, Jules’ frown deepened, crossing his arms as he looked at him.

“Ok you know what, what’s you deal?”

“What do you mean?”

“Is there something you’re not telling me?”

“I’ve told you a million times, I’m fine!”, Euphemia said defensively, “Can’t you just allow me to take care of you?”

“I’m sorry! You’ve just been acting so weird lately. I-I can’t help but feel there’s something you’re not telling me.”, Jules got up from his seat and Euphemia, despite feeling somewhat mad at him, couldn’t help but reach her arms as they walked into the kitchen and guided him to sit down. “I-I just gotta know. Are you happy right now?”

“What? Of course I am! Hadn’t I told you that a million times?”

“I-I know but…you just didn’t seem very excited when I told you about the venue. I know it’s not super high class like you had hoped for but…I thought we had agreed on a small wedding. I-I thought it would be what you wanted.”

“I…It is!”

“Euphemia, I need you to tell me the truth.”, Jules said sadly, finally sitting down for his unborn, “Do you even still want to be with me? I can’t help but feel that you’ve been avoiding me lately. You know, you’re never there for my doctor’s appointments, you didn’t come with me to my parents, you’ve been leaving a lot earlier than usual..”

“Well, what the hell do you expect me to do Jules?!”, she snapped, unable to hold her anger anymore, “I’ve got to take extra hours in order to pay for this baby and wedding, since my parents don’t seem to give a shit about my happiness! I’m doing the best I can, ok? I’m sorry I can’t be there 24/7. You know how much I would love to have you in my arms all day every day, but I-I just can’t right now, ok?”

“So…I-I don’t understand…you’re really confusing me…if you’re taking extra shifts from work, then how come in bills haven’t been paid on time?”, Jules asked, appalled by Euphemia’s attitude, “The late fees are really starting to pile up, you know?

“Well…I just forgot about them, ok? I’ll pay them tonight. I promise.”

“Ok that’s fine. If you need extra time then that’s fine, but…I just don’t understand why you’re getting so defensive with me!”, Jules’ vocabulary started to shoot up, making Euphemia somewhat nervous, “I mean…if you need, I don’t mind helping out if you would have asked me…I really don’t’ mind. I just don’t appreciate you getting all upset with me just because I wanted your input about the wedding I THOUGH you wanted and the child I THOUGHT you wanted to have with me.”

“Jules I…Swear, it’s in one ear and out the other with you.”, she muttered the last part of herself, thankful that he didn’t hear her, “I do want all those things with you-“

“Then why aren’t you acting like it?”

That last question made her jump slightly as his tone was somewhat angered. Maybe it was just his erratic move swings or maybe now that the 5th month was apporoaching, he was starting to get uncomfortable, but this wasn’t the usual sensitives, non-confronting Jules that she knew and loved. What stood before her glared at her, making her feel as if he had turned her into a tiny worm, squirming around in his hand.  Maybe it was about time he knew the truth? Unable to keep it together much longer, Euphemia opened her mouth before Jules held right hand up, while his left hand rubbing his temples.

“You know what…I’m getting a headache from all of this…I just…let’s just finish the conversation later, ok? I’m sorry I upset you. I..I didn’t realize getting excited about our wedding and baby was going to put this much stress on you.”, he sighed, “I’m headed to the appointment now. You can just come with me next time, if you’re up for it. Right now, I need some space.”

After she watched him wobble out the door, Euphemia sat down on the couch, wanting to kick herself in. She just couldn’t keep her anger in, could she? Of course, she wanted to give him the world. He deserved it after all. He was the only person in the world that saw her for her person, rather than for her family or wealth. But damn….why did her parents have to cut her off NOW? Of all times? Couldn’t they have waited after they had gotten married? At least they’d only have to deal with baby expenses instead of both wedding and baby.

Taking this new free time as an opportunity, she got up and went to her computer to do some job searching, his stress making her eyes fall heavy. At long last, during her surfing time on job recruiting sites, she couldn’t help but lay her head on the desk and close her eyes on. Only about 3 hours later, did a tall, green-haired figure make his way towards the computer and try to shake her awake.

[pyxy-styx]

1-100 you did this to yourslef

You're right, I did to this to myslef.

1. What's your middle name? Gonna change it to Parker eventually. Right now, it's the maiden name of a dead grandparent I never met and have no attachment to.

2. How old are you? 59 (18)

3. What is your birthday? October

4. What is your zodiac sign? Libra

5. What's your favorite color? Purple

6. What's your lucky number? Don't have one, if had to pick, probably 10

7. Do you have any pets. Three cats, a dog, and a bearded dragon.

8. Where are you from? Jupiter, I came to earth to rob people and ended up stuck here

9. How tall are you? At least 5' 5"

10. What shoe size are you? Good question

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own? Four I think?

12. What was your last dream about? Another good question. I have no idea, I only remember the really bizarre ones

13. What talents do you have? I'm fairly decent at piano when I'm actually able to play

14. Are you psychic in any way? We're gonna go with no

15. Favorite song? Whatever It Takes by Imagine Dragons

16. Favorite movie? Legally Blonde today

17. Who would be your ideal partner? Oh what a shame, someone played the Uno skip card and I can't answer this question

18. Do you want children? Yes and no

19. Do you want a church wedding? Only if I get to kiss a girl in front of my grandma and my dad officiates

20. Are you religious? Kind of??

21. Have you ever been to the hospital? Unfortunately for my parents, yes. I am currently the not-so-proud owner of the Most Hospital Trips in Two Months award in my house

22. Have you ever gotten in trouble with the law? Got the cops called on us a few times because our downstairs neighbors, who knowingly moved into a place with kids btw, were pissed that we acted like kids and ran around a bunch

23. Have you ever met any celebrities? Loads, we used to go to conventions a lot. There's pictures and autographs somewhere

24. Baths or showers? Showers

25. What color socks are you wearing? None right now but usually black

26. Have you ever been famous? Nope

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity? In theory yes, but unfortunately people suck, so no

28. What type of music do you like? We rotate between multiple genres, pop and goth are the top two

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping? No

30. How many pillows do you sleep with? I'm not gonna go count

31. What position do you usually sleep in? On my stomach but I can't do that without dying right now and it sucks

32. How big is your house? Please don't make me do math

33. What do you typically have for breakfast? Cereal or whatever leftovers sound good

34. Have you ever fired a gun? Yes, I suck at it

35. Have you ever tried archery? Yes, I suck at it

36. Favorite clean word? Dystopia, it sounds pretty

37. Favorite swear word? Damn

38. What's the longest you've ever gone without asleep? Two days

39. Do you have any scars? Yes and literally none of them have a cool story. They're all from me being clumsy

40. Have you ever had a secret admirer? Nope

41. Are you a good liar? Depends on who I'm talking to

42. Are you a good judge of character? Ehhhh

43. Can you do any other accents other than your own? I can do a few, they're not the best though

44. Do you have a strong accent? You can tell I'm from America

45. What is your favorite accent? Probably Scottish

46. What is your personality type? Idk

47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing? Probably the Technoblade merch

48. Can you curl your tongue? Yep

49. Are you an innie or an outie? What on earth does this mean

50. Left or right handed? Right

51. Are you scared of spiders? Only when they're touching me, they're okay otherwise

52. Favorite food? Pasta

53. Favorite foreign food? Thai coconut soup

54. Are you a clean or messy person? Both

55. Most used phrase? Probably "what the fuck"

56. Most used word? Funky

57. How long does it take for you to get ready? Like five minutes, thirty if I'm doing makeup or hair

58. Do you have much of an ego? Oh yeah

59. Do you suck or bite lollipops? Both

60. Do you talk to yourself? Yep

61. Do you sing to yourself? Yepyep

62. Are you a good singer? I like to think so but probably not

63. Biggest fear? Drowning

64. Are you a gossip? Nope

65. Best dramatic movie you've seen? Does My Girl Count??

66. Do you like long or short hair? Short hair

67. Can you name all 50 states in America? Nope

68. Favorite school subject? English

69. Extrovert or introvert? Yes

70. Have you ever been scuba diving? Nope

71. What makes you nervous? Everything

72. Are you scared of the dark? Yes

73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes? I try to sometimes

74. Are you ticklish? Unfortunately

75. Have you ever started a rumor? If I have I wasn't aware of it

76. Have you ever been in a position of authority? Kinda

77. Have you ever drank underage? Cooking wine and shitty beer are disgusting

78. Have you ever done drugs? Yeppers

79. Who was your first real crush? I have no clue

80. How many piercings do you have? None

81. Can you roll your Rs? In my accent? No. In other accents? Yes

82. How fast can you type? Fast enough it's illegible if I'm not careful

83. How fast can you run? I have no idea

84. What color is your hair? Brown

85. What color are your eyes? Gray

86. What are you allergic to? The medicine they give you for strep throat. I'm not figuring out how to spell that shit

87. Do you keep a journal? Nope, I had to stop because my older sister kept reading my old one

88. What do your parents do? Mother dearest works at Walmart and Dad stays at home

89. Do you like your age? It's alright ig

90. What makes you angry? That is unfortunately a very long list

91. Do you like your own name? It's quite nice

92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so, what are they? I have not, we'll cross that bridge if we get to it

93. Do you want a boy or girl child? I quite honestly don't care. A kid is a kid and I'm gonna love them regardless

94. What are your strengths? I'm pretty smart, I guess?? I've been told that I'm pretty good at rationalizing things

95. What are your weaknesses? I am unfortunately a very anxious person. No matter how much logic I use, I can't get over some shit

96. How did you get your name? I was named after a comic book character, my parents just gender bended the name

97. Were your ancestors royalty? I fucking hope not

98. Do you have any scars? I'd just like to point out that this is on here twice and your answer is back at 39

99. Color of your bedspread? Dark blue right now

100. Color of your room? White walls, pink carpet

[magmacannon]

3-7 for Yarrow, Reach, Dee, and Lanza :3c

yes... my Excellent Guys

Gonna do my best to make this understandable pff

3. Ask them to describe their love interest.

Yarrow - "Ohh well since we don't have all day, I'll just give you a little something. My dearheart is every bit the cliche 'knight in shining armor' with a nice fun streak of petty violence down the middle. He's got that distinguished sort of handsomeness about him whether he's in armor or lazing around in a nightgown that makes bothering him irresistible - he does like it, I promise! He knows me better than anyone else at this point; we've seen eachother through some extreme lows and have come out the other side stronger for it. I'm still a little amazed he's so genuinely enchanted with me - all of me, even when I'm doing pretty poorly! He makes me blush with how sweet he can be, which i can assure you is a feat at my age. Plus he's got fantastic big-dick energy and it's well-earned - wait where are you going? Too much? Ah well-"

Reach - "...I'd rather not say. He and I are on... uncertain terms. I'm trying to make things right. Somehow. I really don't know if it's possible. He's just... I need to repay him for all he's done for me, and I did the opposite of that, but. I'll do it or die trying."

Dehiscence - "Nelly? I don't have the words for that. She's perfect and kind. When she travels she brings me little cloth scraps and things to hold. She gets flustered easily. She hates blood even though there's so much of it in every person, including herself. I'd do anything for her."

Lanza - "Well thank you for ah, flattering me. I've got too much on my plate to be tied down right now, you see? I'm busy, come back in ten years or so and ask me again, capiche?"

4. Do they look good in red?

Yarrow - absolutely! Yarrow has the fashion sense and the time to make most any look work well, but red is one of the colors he prefers to wear (matches his eyes). It can be a little eye-searing at times, though.

Reach - He'd probably look really nice in some darker maroon-reds, but I don't think he has access to much red (or at least doesn't have it in his wardrobe??) I think he'd consider it too flashy.

Dee - Absolutely 100%, both when they have a red-toned mushroom growth and later when it's more brown/orange tones. I do think they'd prefer it as accents or (at most) a tank top - not too overwhelming

Lanza - out of all of these I think she'd have the most difficult time with making it work as she's got blue tones in her skin/hair.

5. Speech! Speech! Speech! Speech! Will they give one, and what about?

Yarrow - 99 times out of 100, Yarrow is prepared to give a short and effective speech at a party or some other social event. His ability to be Aware of the situation and vibe around him in those settings in nearly uncanny, so he very rarely has issues with these landing incorrectly! (when they don't go well it's a spectacular fumble)

Reach - He would NOT give one. Reach (especially in his older age) is extremely reserved and not really an orator. Unless he was in a small group of friends (genuinely at max 3 or 4 other people) he'd be too uncomfortable to speak - if the group was small though, he'd give a short two sentences about staying strong through cooperation or something similar to that.

Dee - You couldn't make Dee give a speech at their own wedding! Dee would write something thought-provoking but if someone tried to get them to say it they'd just Stare until the person left kfhfjdk

Lanza - At MOST Lanza would give a 5-word 'speech' in celebration or frustration with whatever event was happening. She has the confidence to roast someone if they keep pushing, too.

6. Who will they take advice from, no matter what it is? Who won’t they take advice from, no matter what it is?

Yarrow - Up until extremely recently, Yarrow would have answered this first question as "no one" - with a half-exception for therapists. Nowadays he's extremely wildly likely to listen to Kiro's advice, unless it relates to a few things that Yarrow thinks he handles better. Yarrow wouldn't take advice from anyone under 40 years old simply because they Do Not Know Enough, in his opinion. Also any paladin in his current city couldn't give him advice that he'd follow literally to save his life.

Reach - Without question, Reach would take advice from his higher-ups and from Sumet, his hunting partner and partner in all things (up until recently). Reach wouldn't ignore the advice of anyone, as he was trained to be big on cooperation and has a terrible need for answers in his current stage of life.

Dee - They're a very interesting case for this question because I think the only person they'd take advice from without question is Nelly's uncle, who has a very strong understanding of the issues Nelly is going through in regards to not following her family's traditional monster hunting job and who, while loved, is a bit of an outsider because (?) he took the same path. Other than that, Dee tens to weigh any opinion or advice against their own internal thoughts before acting on anything. They also tend to not take other people's advice at all unless they're someone they trust immensely.

Lanza - She's pretty strong-willed about a lot of things, so Lanza doesn't tend to trust anyone's advice implicitly! If they're an expert in something (personal or professional) that she doesn't know much about then she's likely, but not guaranteed, to listen to what they say. In her old setting I would have said she'd never follow the advice of her parents bc she was going through a 'rebel against old people' phase but honestly I don't think she's like that in other settings! She's just pretty headstrong still lol.

7. Describe them in three words. Now let them describe themself in three words.

Yarrow - I'd describe him as sharp, uncanny, and horny whereas he'd describe himself as "smart, gorgeous, and horny" or something along those lines pff

Reach - "Stubborn, misguided, and tired" are mine, Reach would likely call himself "worn, lost, and desperate". A younger Reach would have called himself sure, strong, and knowledgeable, though.

Dee - I'd say they're touch-starved, eerie, and like.... almost chivalrous??? perhaps like a loyal dog?? whereas they would describe themselves (if forced) as "reserved, tenacious, and steady".

Lanza - I get the privilege to call her a "fre-willed Italian butch(?)" whereas she'd call herself "free, skilled, and well-dressed"

[starlightmoon96]

The age of Rosalie Chapter 9.

Rosalie's mood was a little sour after encountering I.M.P even after the Rosemont event ended and she returned home, she wasn't alone. Lucrecio welcomed her home and the two had a little passion after some time due to Lucrecio with keeping up with appearances with the Goetia family, Rosalie had told her husband about her day afterwards from married passion..

"Alastor? the same Alastor that had the drop on you in the 40's and became an overlord?" Lucrecio questioned that to Rosalie while the two where in bed under the sheets and Rosalie was lying on top pf him with her head resting on his chest on her side and him holding her lovingly

"The very same. Looks like he hired I.M.P to take something from my library. One of them was stupid enough to try to steal more books but I stopped him in time, I scared them off I wasn't in the mood to kill them." With that said Rosalie rolled off Lucrecio and landed on her back right next to him

"I'm a little happy it was Alastor and not Valentino, I'm not 100% sure if that horrible bastered still had feelings for me or not? And I don't want to find out either...I'm still glad I got that man killed and took all his stuff."

"Speaking of the pride ring, do you still plan on making contact with Princess Charlotte?"

"I'm actually planning on meeting her tomorrow." Rosalie said that while she stood up and holding the sheets in covering the upper half of her body she stretched

"You know how long I've waited in wanting to support someone that wanted big changes in either heaven or hell, after helping those three cherubs now under my care at Rosemont I feel like it's finally time."

"It was still great idea in assigning those three incharge of the younger human children in the elementary campus love, even better that you don't really need to pay them anything." Lucrecio said that which made Rosalie smiled as she held him and she held her while nuzzling her head on top of hers

Upon the next morning had arriving Rosalie hair had grew back instead of being in a short bob cut her hair was now at her normal long length after she put in a little extra hair growth treatment, instead of hearing her Belmont robes she went with wearing her 20th century clothes along with her bracelet and wedding ring on her finger. Lucrecio was enjoying his cup of coffee in the kitchen before Rosalie headed out and he noticed that she equipped herself with the morning star around her upper thigh with her skirt hiding it and on her other thigh she equips her special demon hunters whip.

"Your bringing those two weapons with you?"

"I don't want to take and chances if I encounter Alastor, after all I did get him killed. Also you know I've never stepped foot in the pride ring because of Lucifer so I don't know what's gonna happen?"

Before leaving to go to hell Rosalie kissed her husband by and he did the same with her, when Rosalie entered the pride ring the first thing that hit her was the smell of death and evil that made her stomach turn. The smell was so bad for her that she had to wear the mouth gas mask that she brought for extra protection

"This place smells worse than the lust ring. I guess I blame my heighten senses for that?" After complaining to herself she used her magic abilities that made her outer body glow golden and allowed her to fly high enough as to not draw too much attention to herself when she started looking for the 'Happy Hotel' she was aware that it was pentagram city but didn't know where, Rosalie was fully aware that not many living humans had actually seen hell itself though her family had with some of her ancestors from her father's side. She wasn't certain with her mothers because of her Grand Wiccan bloodline, though that hard part was trying to avoid being seen by demons even with her illusion magic she still had an irresistible presents and blood and it wasn't something she can control.

"I knew hell was overpopulated but this is fucking nuts, how am I suppose to find the hotel?" Rosalie looked around while she was still flying in the air not realizing that she was in front of the porn studio where Valentino lived and more so that she was in front of his window where he had one way glass, she didn't even notice Valentino looking directly at her dropping his cigarette out of his hand with a shocked and disbelief look on his face.

"No fucking way?" Valentino said that to himself before Rosalie took off flying to another direction and Valentino couldn't help but opening the window and seeing her flying off still not believing what he saw

"Rose?"

It took Rosalie a bit but after what felt like over an hour she finally found the hotel though it wasn't spelled or even written as ' Happy Hotel'

"Hazbin Hotel?" Rosalie reed the large bright lite up words on the building when she landed far enough to read the building and having a good view of the hotel

"Guess there was a name change?" Rosalie thought that as she took off the mouth gas mask before she started walking to the front entrance and dismissed her illusion magic she cast on herself for her to be visible

"Why do I have this feeling like something bad is going to happen afterwards?" To Rosalie's surprise there wasn't a barrier around the hotel in a type of defense, it also got her wondering more about Lucifer's daughter and what she was really like in person. Stepping inside the hotel Rosalie noticed the type of them of the hotel and had a feeling that Lucifer had once owned it because of the circus theme and another thing she noticed right away was all the pictures and paintings on the walls of Lucifer's family and others as well, Rosalie then casually walked over to the bar and there was what she assumed was the bar tender who had his back towards her was currently doing something and didn't even notice her at first as she sat down at one of the stools.

" One flirty fizz if you don't mind?" Her saying that scared the cat demon enough to make him drop his glass and the moment he turned around he was more confused than angry seeing Rosalie

"A fucking human...in hell?"

"Just give me a drink pussy cat." Rosalie said that with confidence and standing her ground the demon sighed as he grabbed a glass

"Fine..whatever."With that said he started making her the drink she asked and he questioned her

"Gotta ask how did ya get here, clear ya ain't dead?"

"Portal, but it's not my first time here in hell.....Got a name demon?" Was what Rosalie said and when she received her drink he answered her

"Husker.....and you?"

"Rosalie." She said her name as she took a sip of her drink and she noticed that he was looking at her a little more closely after she finished half of her glass and set it down

" Huh...weird I feel like I've seen your pretty face before? Are those your real eye color?" Just when Rosalie was about to answer him she head a cheerful scream from behind her and Husker looked a little annoyed seeing the person

"A new guest." Hearing that cheerful and happy voice Rosalie smile and turned around while still sitting down and finishing her drink

"More like a visit." Rosalie was now facing Princess Charlotte and she wasn't alone seeing another female demon with her and both of them where very shocked seeing her

"Rosalie...Belmont?" The one the said that with a worried and surprised look on her face was the gray female demon and saying that name Husker started to back away from Rosalie as well

"Oh shit, now I know why you looked familiar."

"I'm not here to cause trouble, in fact I've been told about your little redemption protect." While Rosalie spoke she put her glass down and stood up off her chair

"I want to show my support in your cos."Her saying that made the princess of hell confused and she wasn't the only one confused either

"Wait you want...to help me. Your a demon hunter why would you want to help rehabilitate demons?" After asking that Rosalie answer her while she started walking towards her

"Unlike your dad, you and I have a few things in common. Believing in chance and trying to prove that you can have a second chance, I've proven that in the living world and help many people and made a difference in humanity slowly over the last few centuries. When Twilight told me about you and your project, it really spoke out to me and I wanted to met you in person." With a calm and happy smile Rosalie stood in front of Lucifer's daughter and held out her hand to her

"I've waited a very long time for someone like you in believing in change, just like me. Please allow me to support you and your cos."

"Charlie really think about this, many demon still fear and hate her because of her power. She's the right person yes but for demons it might be another?" The gray demon said that to the princess of hell and Rosalie knew that she preferred to be called 'Charlie', just when Rosalie was about to speak more she felt a hand on her shoulder and a familiar presents at that moment.

"Well....Rosalie long time no see." The person that said that was Alastor as he looked over at her and Rosalie had became a little worried seeing him

" Ah.. A-Alastor?" He had the same creep smile he wore when he was still alive, he was surprised seeing the way he looked since he was now red and didn't look that much different when he was alive

"Wait hold on...you know know each other?" Instead of Rosalie Alastor spoke up with his cheerful tone while he still had his hand on Rosalie's shoulder

"But of course Rosalie here was the last person I saw before I died, I actually planned on killing her but she ended up as my very last victim instead." While he spoke he looked at Rosalie and hand his hand threw her long hair

"This is the opportunity in giving my thanks to you Rosalie." Him saying that confused Rosalie as she removed Alastor's hand from her shoulder

"Thanks? Your not mad I got you killed? What do you have me to thank for?"

"I already knew that I was going to hell, I hold no grudges with you my dear." While he spoke he pocked the tip of Rosalie's nose that shocked with Charlie and her friend as he kept talking to Rosalie

"No...no..no I'm thank you because your the reason why I'm as powerful as I am." Saying that the three women where shocked including Husker and having that said Rosalie backed away from Alastor

"What the fuck are you talking about, I never did anything like that you smiling freak? Especially when you where still alive with the stuff you've done in New Orleans. You being shot in the head was just dumb luck on my part." Saying that Alastor chuckled before talking

"I assume that I should reword that...it was like something I...took from you before I died."

"Took?" Rosalie repeated that still being confused and then she remembered what he meant and remembering him taking her blood before she had woken up as he tried to cut off her arm

"You drank my blood before you hunted me?" Saying that part very shocked the others including Charlie

"Your blood made Alastor powerful? How is that even possible?"

"I did a little research when I was still alive, Rosalie here is also a Grand Wiccan from her mother who was the most powerful. That type of blood is very rare, there is more too it than it's superior flavor from being a mix from both Belmont and wiccan. The moment I arrived in hell I never felt so much power in my life and I realized that if a human soul where to take just even a single drop of blood before death it can make a demon quite powerful....I'm proof of that."

With a little convincing Rosalie was able to talk Charlie into agreeing with Rosalie supporting her along with offered to show Charlie around Rosemont Academy, she even gifted Charlie a distance mirror that really surprised her. Now having another business partner Charlie was happy even though her new partner was a human that was equal in power with her father, Rosalie ended up staying in hell a little longer than she planned she talked with Charlie and started liking her. Rosalie had figured that Charlie was different from Lucifer but talking with her she noticed that her personality was a lot similar to the cherubs that where now under her care, Rosalie had shared all the things she did in helping people over the centuries and even showed Charlie a picture book and documentations of her deeds. Yes Charlie's eyes sparkled with happiness seeing all the good Rosalie had done in her own way, Vaggie was surprised as well seeing those pictures. Rosalie pictured that she was going to get along with Charlie and Vaggie pretty well.....Alastor on the other hand Rosalie used a little protection magic on herself so that Alastor would keep his distance from her, after he explained about her unique blood she didn't want to take her chances.

Eventually Charlie introduced Rosalie to the other demons that where staying at the hotel along with introducing her to the first patient Angel Dust, though Angel Dust was intrigued by Rosalie's appearance mainly the color of her hair and her very unique eyes. He even made a nice comment on her hair and saying he's love to make a wig with all the hair she had, to his surprise along with Charlie's and Vaggie's Rosalie offered to give her hair to him and even letting him cut her hair to whatever length he wanted.

"You sure about this?" Angel Dust asked Rosalie that question before he was about to cut her hair and Rosalie smiled

"My hair grows back very fast , I've made quite a side living with selling my hair. It's made me A LOT over the decades." With that said Angel Dust started cutting Rosalie's hair to a short bob cut, because of all the hair she had it took Angel Dust a little while.

"So you mind me asking how you've been alive for over 500 years without aging?" Angel Dust questioned that and Rosalie shrugged

"I don't know myself? I was normal......then one day I just...stopped and by some miracle I became immortal in the process."

"And you still managed to get hitched?" Him saying that confused the rest of the demons in the hotel and Vaggie looked at Rosalie's hand and saw a black wedding ring on her finger

"I didn't know your married?" While Rosalie spoke she covered her ring with her other hand and had a slight serious look on her face while Angel Dust was half was done with cutting her hair

"That's not really your damn business now is it?"

"Your married, I've heard rumors but didn't think they where true?"

"When I met my husband not that long ago, he ran away from an arranged marriage he was a noble and self disowned himself from his family. He left the day of his wedding, he never re grated it. Still doesn't after all these centuries." Her words where very shocking to the demons including Charlie, she was a little lost in words even Angel Dust after he had finished chopping off Rosalie's hair.

"Centuries? How fucking long have you two been married?" Angel Dust said that as he picked up all the hair off the ground with four of his arms and Rosalie replied back as she stood up off the chair she was sitting in

"Since the mid 18th century, I'm happy it's lasted as long as it's had. We're in love, when two souls are meant for one another. Nothing can keep them apart, that's what we say to each other and it's the truth. We even did a soul bound on our wedding, that's how much he means to me. My allies know of course, there still alive and well and very loyal to me. So none of you can get your hopes up in getting information."

She honestly felt a little weight off her shoulders saying that she was married and smart enough to not mention names, or the fact that her husband was a demon prince along with already having a half demon daughter. After the talk Charlie had decided to show Rosalie around the hotel and even offered her a room which she accepted, it was also an interesting experience for Charlie since she had never interacted with a human before especially with someone as powerful and important as Rosalie Belmont. While Charlie was showing Rosalie around Angel Dust had finished making the wig from Rosalie's hair and loved it, he also felt like showing it off when he went out later.

"Damn she really does have great hair, wonder what type of shampoo she uses? It smells amazing. I gotta ask her." Angel Dust questioned that when she barely nuzzled the wig and noticing the sent the hair had given off, it did smell of herbs but it was herbs he wasn't familiar with. Niffty was staring at the wig in aw and had a sparkle in her eyes

"She really does have a nice shade of red, even when I was alive I've never seen blood red hair before?"

"That's because the Belmont's where beheaded during the 15th century, Rosalie is the last surviving member of the Belmont bloodline." Alastor was the one that said that and Husker questioned him

"How the fuck do you know so much?" Alastor answered that question with his signature smile on him

"During my youth on earth I was actually a Rosemont student. That school was unlike any other in the world I've learned quite a lot from there." Him saying that Vaggie was shocked

"You went to Rosemont? That's surprising."

"It surprised me too when I first heard it." Rosalie said that after returning with Charlie and she continued speaking

"And Alastor your not gonna be the only overlord helping with the hotel either." Alastor tilted his head a little taken a back by what she said, at that moment a few knocks where at the door and Rosalie opened the door which revealed Twilight at the door and seeing her really shocked Vaggie and Charlie but Rosalie smiled and hugged her friend and she hugged her back

"Perfect timing Helen." When the two stopped hugged Twilight looked over at Charlie and smiled

"Your Princess Charlotte right? First time seeing you in person."

"Wait...you want to help with the hotel also?" Charlie said that not believing what she was seeing

"You've never associated with the other overlords before?"

"That's because I had a similar cos like you. I was helping sinners that didn't mean to come to hell like people defending themselves and dealt with abuse, I never bothered with the other overlords that much since I had different intentions." Where Twilight's words and she glared at Alastor

"Alastor may see this as a type of joke, but myself and Rosalie don't....along with our allies both in the living world and in hell."

Having one overlord with aiding the hotel was one thing but having two along with the Golden Belmont was another for Charlie, she knew Twilight because of her reputation and being equally powerful as Alastor since she was a devil forge master during her living life. There where a few devil forge masters in hell but none where as powerful as Twilight since she was a real master and had a little magic training with Rosalie when she was a child and started her training when she was just a child that made her different from the previous devil forge masters, Alastor never mentioned that he now had her book and he didn't want to fight both Rosalie and Twilight at the same time.

Rosalie didn't stay long she did return to earth, she had a couple things to deal with she promised Charlie that she would return in a few days and Charlie looked very forward to it.

However things started to get different...with Angel Dust that is and the amount of terror and a very dangerous order he would be receiving from Valentino. It happened after Angel Dust finished styling the wig he had made from Rosalie's very long hair which was around 10ft and making it a 10ft fluffy wig, he guy preferred pink since it was his colors but Rosalie's blood red hair really caught his attention and couldn't help himself. So he wanted to show off the wig in his own way and wore it when he was called by Valentino in doing his next job, Angel Dust figured it might please Valentino in some way....boy that didn't go as well as he thought it would.

"~ Tell me Angel cakes...where did you get THIS hair from?" Valentino had dragged Angel Dust into his office Valentino was holding the wig and running his threw the hair and imminently knew just who the hair was from, both from the feel and from it's sent that brought back a lot of memories when he was still alive.

"Ah...human came by managed to open a portal from Earth. I said I loved her hair and it's color and asked if I wanted it." Was Angel's response but he was a little surprised seeing Valentino inhaled the sent of the hair as he replied back

"~And she said that it'll all grow back in a couple of days right?~" You can bet Angel Dust was surprised by his boss's words and he questioned him being a little nervous

"H-How did you that?"

"~You met Rose..and lived. Guess she wasn't in the mood to kill any demons? Happy she still looks just like I remember.~" Was what Valentino said and Angel Dust questioned him with a confused look on his face

"So you know her?" Before answer and putting the wig down on his desk Valentino answered with a smirk on his face

"~Know her?..I married her a few years before I died as a matter of fact.~" That part really shocked Angel Dust even more after he found out that Rosalie was married to some other guy

"Married? She never mentioned you. She spoke about some other guy as her husband."

~What the fuck did you just say?~" Valentino questioned that right after he heard that and he walked up to Angel that made him stand up from the chair he was sitting on and he answered the question still trying not to be too scared

"Y-Yay I was noticed her black wedding ring while I was cutting her hair. Saying that she met him not that long ago, apparently from what Rosalie said the guy ran away from some arranged marriage." Those words didn't make Valentino happen in fact it started to piss him off when he ask another question

"~This guy got a name?~" Angel Dust nods his head no before he spoke

"She never mentioned a name only that he self disowned himself from his family he used to be some noble and hated his status. Also saying that they even performed a soul bound ceremony on there wedding."

Instantly Valentino wanted to hear everything Rosalie had said with demand and anger at the same time, despite being scared Angel Dust had no choice but to tell him EVERYTHING. Even the part where Alastor mentioned Rosalie's blood and it's power, Of course it shocked Valentino hearing just how powerful Rosalie's blood is but also having Twilight helping Princess Charlotte's passion project alongside with Rosalie was a bit of a big deal.

Meanwhile back on earth Rosalie had personally dealt with capturing a low rank demon who was muscular imp that almost succeed in capturing a female student at Rosemont who was freshmen. Rosalie had tied the demon with blessed rope that was passed down with her demon hunting family and yes the demon was scared shitless of Rosalie even after she freed the female student from the robe that she was tied with and the tape that covered her mouth.

"Now you know why the school rules changed recently, I was told that you just recently arrived at my school so I'll let this slid. Your lucky I just got back from an important meeting with my new ally." Using her magic she summoned a golden pass in her hand and handed it to the student

"You can skip the rest of the classes, this proves you have my permission. Talk with a student named Adrianna McMillan" The student thanked her before she ran off back to the campus and then Rosalie glared at the imp who started shivering in fear the moment she looked at him

"You fucking people never learn do you?"

You can bet the Rosalie killed the demon she bounded the corps on a large stuck in the back of the school that was kept out of public eyes and as a warning to demons to targeted both the school and it's students, with the recent imp killed she now had a hundred dead demons on sticks.

"Did you met with that student?" Rosalie questioned that sensing that she wasn't alone and the person that she was talking was Adrianna McMillan, who was a senior that had skipped a grade. She wasn't like normal students she was only one of the few Grand White Witches left in the world just like Rosalie who was a Grand Wiccan.

"Yes ma'am I calmed her down." Adrianna said that while she bowed her head in respect to Rosalie just as she looked over to Adrianna, when she lifted her head up she did have a worried look on her face and as she kept speaking.

"Lady Rosalie are you certain it's safe for me being out here this far? I know Bylur wants me back badly, I don't want to be near that demon royal again. I don't give a damn how much he says he loved me."

"You still got very lucky escaping the way you did before he branded you like the others, even I can't do anything about that as much as I want too." Rosalie said that with a concerned look on her face and she still felt bad that she can't help the captured students, before Adrianna spoke she bowed to Rosalie

"I can't thank you enough for letting me live in your home my lady, it's true honor I'm not sure I'm worthy enough."

"Your a Grand White Witch, just like I'm also a Grand Wiccan. Both are VERY rare and not many left on your end, I haven't encountered another Grand Wiccan in over 500 years. Most likely I'm the last. It seems right to me that I help you out after all your the first Grand witch that's ever attended my school. That and I'm informed that you have no other living kin after your grandmother died and I can relate to you." Where Rosalie's words to the girl as she lifted her head up and smiled at Rosalie, though Rosalie didn't say to the girl she was worried about what Alastor had said to her about her Grand Wiccan blood she didn't want to risk the same thing happening to someone who was Grand White Witch.

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your back numb from the gushing waterfall Loki had kept you pressed against while fucking the life out of you

The way I ascended the second I read this bit like--

I love how there were multiple bits in this story that just so beautifully showed how much Loki loves Reader even if he hasn't said the words yet. Starting with just spending nearly the entire day with her in their lil getaway in the lagoon? 🥹 The image of just lounging by the water while Loki reads us a book has me melting in the corner omg--

And then the not-so-subtle stepping closer to her and keeping his hands on her because the jealousy entered the chat in record time the second Edri even looked at Reader? Tell me he's in love without telling me he's in love, because if he wasn't I fully believe he would have had the whole cocky prince act on full display going "Ah yes isn't she just? Go ahead and bask in her beauty a little while longer."

But instead he went "Hey what the fuck don't look at my bb like that only I can do that 😠" and he's just so precious for that your honor 🥹

I am all for having a karaoke setup in Asgard like that was so cute! And also another sign that Loki is 100% in love: He changed some of the lyrics in his song so Reader could understand?! I'm not alright if I haven't folded for this god yet this would've done it.

And then we have Reader who immediately chose to wear Loki's colors so they could match which just shows that she's just as down bad for him as he is for her, and you already know that Loki was internally kicking his feet and being all giddy once he saw her in green 🥹

I love that you gave Loki and Sylvie here a bickering sibling dynamic and she didn't buy it for one second that the only reason he marked Reader was because he was drunk 👏👏 She really said "I know you too well you don't just do things on the fly because vibes, you make fully thought out decisions and make it look like you were just vibing you wanted to mark her". And even though she was pissy at Loki over that, she didn't take it out on Reader and even explained to her why she reacted the way she did.

But I especially love that we had Reader immediately have that same reaction that Loki had around Edri the night before when her mans went in to hug Sylvie with no context yet on who she was. You can really tell from so many points in this story before it was even revealed that the hickey was actually basically a Frost Giant wedding ring that these two are already so devoted to and in love with each other, and that their relationship's just gonna get stronger moving forward. 💖🥹

@smolvenger bestieeeeee i think ur gonna like this 👀

A/N: Request from anon and some of my own ideas that had to be written down because Loki demanded it. This is technically Part II to this Imagine!

Words: 2492 Warnings: implied smut, biting

Your hair was still wet when you got out of the water, your back numb from the gushing waterfall Loki had kept you pressed against while fucking the life out of you and you were sprawled out on the blanket. Loki conjured a soft towel for you both to dry off and afterward, you ended up leaning against his chest as he fed you some of the grapes and read you passages of the book he had brought. It didn’t matter you couldn’t understand Old Norse—his voice was mesmerising either way and certainly the best form of aftercare you’d ever had.

Hours must have gone by. Hours filled with even more sex, passion, and some of the most profound conversations you had had in a while.

But once the sun began to set and the lagoon got darker and darker, Loki stirred and you, much to your dismay, decided to return to the palace through the stables to go unnoticed.

“Thor will decapitate me.”

“As if you care what Thor thinks,” you said, chuckling.

Loki smirked. “I don’t. But I do quite fancy my head, pet.”

Pet. There it was again. Before your mind could swoon over his new nickname for you, you were interrupted by a cute and boyish voice the very moment you entered the stables.

“Prince Loki! Shall I prepare your horse for you?”

The stable boy emerged from behind a wooden wall carrying a pitchfork. He was sweaty from the manual labour and his clothes were filthy from working with the horses. He was cute though. You could tell he had a heart for animals straight away.

“No need, Edri. I’m just passing through. Avoiding attention, you understand.”

“Of c—oh. You brought company. Oh…” He paused, blushing. “You brought beautiful company.”

You smiled at him but not without noticing how Loki tensed up right next to you. His arm came up to wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to make a statement. Edri immediately cleared his throat and forcefully ripped his gaze away from you.

“Well then… I haven’t seen either of you, my prince.”

“Thank you.”

“Loki? Can I see your horse?”

“I’ve just fed her. She’s right over there?” Edri offered before he could answer.

Loki gave you a smirk and a defeated sigh. “Very well.”

The experience did not disappoint. After Edri led you into one of the boxes, you were greeted by one of the most beautiful black mares you had ever laid your eyes upon. She seemed friendly—and she immediately let you touch her and even neighed in delight when Edri slid you an apple to feed to her.

“What’s her name?”

“Skelmir—it’s Old Norse for Trickster,” Loki answered.

You chuckled. “So she’s as mischievous as you then?”

“Occasionally.” He winked.

“She likes you. Skelmir is one of the shyer horses around here,” Edri explained. “Animals can tell if one has a good heart.” His gaze was soft and gentle—and it lingered long enough to make Loki seethe, it seemed.

“We should head inside now. Shall we? Edri.” His voice was stern and you chuckled once more, realising with a start that Loki was jealous the stable boy was flirting with you. There was no real danger here, of course—he was cute but it was Loki who had stolen your heart. But you were flattered. The fact that he was jealous meant he cared, right?

You nodded, tearing your mesmerised glance off of Skelmir, and followed Loki back into the palace. Not even a moment later, an aggressive voice echoed through the palace walls.

“Loki!”

Loki sighed. “What?”

You both turned, facing a fuming Thor.

“Where were you two? The entire palace was looking for you!” The God of Thunder spoke your name reproachfully. “You were supposed to remain supervised, Father said—“

“I was supervised,” you offered.

“By Loki! There is a reason we have asked you to stay away from him.”

“Oh, please.” What’s the worst thing I could do? Sleep with him? You grinned at your thought.

“Where did you even go? Why is your hair wet?”

Neither of you answered and Thor sighed. “Well, what’s done is done, I just hope Loki didn’t twist your head with his nonsense too much.” Your grin grew even wider—and Loki joined in. Part of you wanted to tell Thor, just to see his reaction but perhaps for now, it was for the best not to tell him that you had quite literally fucked the God of Mischief.

“We’re having a midsummer celebration in the throne room tonight. Everybody is welcome.”

You turned to Loki. “What’s that gonna be like?”

“Drinking, dancing, eating, and karaoke. Surprisingly, it’s not too different from celebrations on Midgard.”

“Karaoke? On Asgard? You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“Well, I’d dare assume the songs we sing are nothing like what you are used to from Midgard but essentially, the concept is the same.”

“I won’t miss that then. But only if you get up there and sing too,” you teased, grinning at him. Thor tilted his head in confusion, clearly not used to somebody being all flirty with his adopted brother.

“I’ll have a maid sent to the guest chambers to dress you for the occasion,” Loki said. And with that, and perhaps to not raise even more suspicion in Thor, he walked off with a final wink.

You didn’t realise how hungry you were until the maid came knocking on your door about an hour later, a selection of dresses in her hands—the decision was quickly made to wear the green one she had brought. It took her half an hour to get your still a little damp hair situated before finally, she escorted you to the throne room that had transformed into what could only be described as a food hall.

Your eyes scanned the room and you smiled awkwardly when Volstagg waved at you.

“Looking for someone in particular?” Loki offered, appearing behind you. Your heart skipped a beat and you spun around, joining him at the table he led you to. The other people chatting away and drinking there you did not recognise but that wasn’t important. Not even the fact that Volstagg and the others looked downright shocked upon you choosing to sit with Loki rather than with them mattered.

“You look beautiful, pet. One could mistake you for an Asgardian.”

“Thank you. I’ll blend in then. Is that the stage for the karaoke?” You pointed at an elevated platform next to the throne.

“It is indeed,” Loki said while a maid came by to pour you drinks.

“I don’t see a microphone.”

“You don’t need one. The stage is enhanced with magic. Once you step on it, your voice will be heard across the entire throne room.”

You clinked your glasses and then, the celebrations began.

You got tipsy fast, the Asgardian mead messing with your mind only one drink in. Loki needed a few more to let go. You learned from one of the men sitting at the table with you that Loki used to be the most hedonistic party guest one could possibly invite to a celebration.

You did not doubt it—because after a few more drinks, Loki stumbled on stage and sang an Old Norse song. He even changed to lyrics of the chorus to English so you could sing, clap and dance along and just for once, it seemed, all was well.

No one was judging him for attempting to take over Earth but rather for how much mead he’d already downed. You’d possibly never had this much fun in your life. And even though you’d refrained from singing a song yourself, you soon found yourself in Loki’s arms, dancing like there was no tomorrow.

The sexual tension between you grew with every beat until eventually, the God of Mischief leaned down to whisper in your ear. “Let me take you to my chambers, pet.”

You nodded with wide eyes, unable to ignore the wanton pulsing between your legs. Next thing you knew, you were on Loki’s bed on his armchair in his chambers, kissing him senseless.

“Loki…” you mumbled against his lips. “I wanna…” Another kiss, leaving you breathless.

“Wanna suck you off…” you choked out. Loki pulled away for a moment, surprise evident on his gorgeous face. He tilted his head with parted lips.

“You truly are the most peculiar mortal I have ever met.”

You grinned. “Would you say I’m also the most endearing one?”

Fuck, you felt like a teenager again. Loki and you spent half the night making out, exploring each other’s bodies, and coaxing orgasm after orgasm out of one another. By morning, he was familiar with every square inch of your skin and the soreness between your legs… it spoke for itself when you opened your eyes in his chambers when the sun was up again, naked, satisfied, and happy. Heavens, you’d spent the night making love to a god, after all! Life couldn’t get any better than that… right?

You rolled over, briefly distracted by a stinging pain in your neck. Ouch. Loki had gotten quite rough at some point last night, attacking your sensitive skin with his teeth and sucking and nibbling wherever his mouth had landed on.

“Good morning, pet…” Loki purred.

You smiled sleepily. “Good morning.” You sighed. “I want to spend the entire day in bed,” you stated. But then, your stomach growled.

Loki chuckled. “I’d dare say your body disagrees and needs sustenance after all the… activities last night.”

Reluctantly, you got out of bed. He was not wrong. You were starving. You walked over to the mirror naked, examining the hickeys he gave you last night. The one on your neck wasn’t a hickey though. It was an actual bite mark.

“Shit, Loki, I had no idea you’d be so kinky in bed.” You chuckled, practically admiring it. Loki came up behind you, his hands stroking over your upper arms as his blue gaze crossed yours in the reflection.

“Does it hurt?”

“Not more than hickey, surprisingly. I suppose you don’t have make-up here to cover this up though? That’d be easier than explaining to the rest of Asgard why the Earth girl suddenly has a bite mark on her neck.”

Loki waved his hand and the bruise disappeared. “Wait, did you…”

“It’s still there. I’ve concealed it. We can head to the healing room once you’re dressed.”

“Oh, okay.”

“Loki!”

The banging on the door that followed had the God of Mischief sigh.

“Loki, I know you’re in there! There’s someone here to see you. You have a lot of explaining to do, brother!”

Loki frowned.

“Who?” you asked quietly.

“I don’t know. I don’t normally get visitors from other realms. At least none that announce themselves officially and march straight through the palace doors. Get dressed, pet. I shall take you to the healing room right after.”

You nodded, putting on the clothes he conjured for you, and gave your hair a quick brush before you followed him outside, making sure that nobody saw you leaving his chambers. You made your way through sun-kissed hallways. It was a beautiful morning and you could already smell the Asgardian delicacies waiting to fill your tummy.

Still, you were curious about who Loki’s mysterious and unannounced visitor was. So you joined him, pushing the thought of breakfast to the back of your mind for now. In sight came a blonde woman with a suit of armour very similar to Loki’s, a guard right next to her to ensure she didn’t pose a threat.

“Who is that?” you whispered.

Loki swallowed thickly, his lips parted. His voice was a mix of relief and surprise. “That… Sylvie.”

“Your Asgard doesn’t look too different from mine, actually,” she said by way of a greeting.

“What are you doing here?”

“What, are you not happy to see me?” she mocked. Loki pulled her into an embrace. You felt a twang of jealousy inside of you.

“I’m glad to see you’re okay. Come in. And tell me what you’ve been up to. Have you heard from Mobius?”

“Not yet. Communication is a bit brittle across time and space. I have a lead on Renslayer though. You won’t like to hear it but she was last seen with Kang.”

“Great. So that’s another problem on our growing list.”

“Who’s that?” Sylvie nodded toward you and all of a sudden, you felt self-conscious about yourself. You lifted your chin in a feeble attempt to feign confidence.

You told her your name before Loki could answer, followed by a quick explanation as to why you were here. “And who exactly are you?” you asked then.

“She’s… me,” Loki answered for her. “Well, not exactly me but one of my Variants—from another corner of the multiverse, if you will.”

“Please tell me you’re joking.”

“Sometimes I wish I was, pet.”

“Pet? What’s going on?” Sylvie scanned your form—then, her eyes fell on your neck. “Is that… You idiot! You marked her?”

You frowned. How could she even see it? But you supposed that if she was a Loki, then she was able to see right through his concealment. “What? What does that mean?”

“She’s human, Loki! It’s a miracle she’s even alive!”

Loki glared at her, daring her to keep speaking all the while your confusion kept growing. Marked you? What the hell was that supposed to mean?

“Can we speak about this in private? Preferably where not the entire palace can hear us?”

“Loki, what does she mean?”

“The bite mark of a Frost Giant,” Sylvie explained coldly, “it’s like a magical seal that signifies a partnership between two Frost Giants.”

“So… what… does that mean I have magic in my veins right now?”

Sylvie ignored you. “What were you thinking, Loki?”

“I was drunk!”

“Of course you were.”

“Oh, don’t think for a second I wouldn’t have done this had I not been. She’s fine.”

Just this morning, you had asked yourself what exactly Loki and you were. Calling him your boyfriend seemed inappropriate but quite apparently, you now had an answer to your question. Partner.

Loki did not seem like the type of person who would sleep with just anyone. Having fun and giving pleasure was one thing but even then… the God of Mischief surely was selective with his lovers. You bit your lower lip. You hadn’t known about the meaning of this bite mark but you couldn’t say you minded it. If that was his way of making you his, you’d receive it with open arms. You could only imagine the exciting kind of future you’d have with Loki—even if it would take a while to convince whoever this Sylvie was that just because you were human, that didn’t mean you’d let anyone mess with you or keep you away from the cheeky God of Mischief.

A/N: Come check out my blog if you like for more Imagines and my novels! ♥

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Buying Beverly Hills: Season 2

It was nice.

A bit heartbreaking when they discussed about the separation and the family.

I like the people.

Santiago is definitively handsome (maybe more than Adam).

Is it me or Zach at the end of season two is not wearing the wedding ring? haha.

Some quotes:

"- Another day, another dollar." (Episode 1)

"- The house comes fully furnished, designed by Faye Resnick." (Episode 2)

"- Body language. (Brandon) - Brandon... (Farrah) - Like, do you not see me? Are you choosing to not see me? This guy is literally showing me his back. It's so disrespectful." (Brandon - Episode 3) "- Your content's not interesting. How would you feel? (Tyler) - I think I'm the wrong person to ask for empathy in this situation. (Ben) - Well, it's getting hard to defend you... to be honest. I would just remove your ego and really just humble yourself, really apologize, and move one." (Tyler - Episode 3)

"- What, I say, "Here's a boundary", and you push past it?" (Ben) - It was too many boundaries for a friendship. It's like a relationship. It's like a high school... (Zach - Episode 4)

"- I'm gonna give you a heads-up. I don't sugarcoat shit. Okay, I'm, like, I say what I mean, I mean what I say. If she'd have scrubbed, she would have known, so I made enough of an impression that she won't do that to me anymore." (Michelle - Episode 4)

"- Adam, you were the.. you were the big talk of our lunch. It was lovely. It was like a Sex and the City episode I got stuck in with this gigantic competition/fight. (Zach) - Tell me about it." (Adam - Episode 6)

"- Loyalty in general is a very important thing for me. And in business, let's put it this way. I won't engage in business with people that are not loyal." (Episode 7)

"- 100%. Best way to do it. Sink or Swim. Throw her in the deep end." (Episode 7)

"- I don't sit back and wait for things to happen to me or for me. I make them happen for myself. - Yeah, in a conniving, thirsty way." (Episode 8)

"- She's in the friend group. So there's no weirdness at all that you're not on the listing? (Farrah) - Other than the weirdness she's making right now, not really." (Joey - Episode 8)

"- He says stuff for shock value purposes only. He doesn't care about what words are coming out of his mouth." (Alexia) - Which is not very smart. At all, yeah. (Sofia) - No! (Tyler - Episode 8)

"- Acting like everything's okay all the time is not gonna allow you to fix the issue at hand. (Alexia - Episode 8)

"- Look, I don't list properties to list them. I list them to sell them. (Ben) - Of course." (Episode 9)

"- How's it going here with this spec house? (Ben) - Good and bad. This house has so much to offer in the way of bells and whistles and everything you would want in brand-new construction. And the grennery, the air is fresher. (Zach) - Okay, so you have no offers. (Ben) - And we have nothing." (Zach - Episode 9)

"- My frustration with Zach is that I had to listen to him for three years considering The Agency. No, I have to listen to him consider leaving The Agency. (Ben) - I'm in, like this Zach Goldsmith purgatory. You see temptation in life, you have to decide if you're gonna take it or fight it off." (Zach - Episode 9)

"- I'm really hoping this is the last time, because I'm at my wit's end with it all." (Episode 9)

"- You're here, and he doesn't give a fuck 'cause he trusts me, he trusts us, but when you're saying things about who I am and my relationship, I can't have you around like this. So don't make me lose you because I like having you around." (Alexia - Episode 9)

"- We always crush this. Why are you so angry? - I'm not angry. Why are you the victim here?" (Episode 10)

"- Who was the designer? - César Giraldo." (Episode 10)

"- You have the ability. The same way to fuck it up is to unfuck it up." (Episode 10)

"- Wall woodwork by Duchateau." (Episode 10)

"- Designed by Wylan James."

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237 of 2023

Does the person you like have any flaws?

Everyone has flaws. So do I and you, and my husband and the rest of the world.

Has anyone ever given you a ring? Why?

Yeah, my husband put the ring on my finger when we were getting married... but I lost it a couple of days ago. I’m such a loser, I even lost my own wedding ring lol.

If you ruled your own country, what type of government would it have?

A government, period. My country is so weird that it has even beaten its own record in the longest time without any government. Still, we have the king.

Creation theory, Evolution or the Big Bang theory?

Evolution.

Describe one of your most emotional farewells.

He said “Maybe we’ll see each other again before I go back to the university”, and we didn’t anymore. At least someone sent him best regards from me.

What was your last serious conversation about?

The future of our company. Since they started hiring people from the street, the quality of our products went down drastically.

Is there a city that you have a particular fondness for? If so, what city is it and why?

Yeah, there is. I definitely have a soft spot for Kortrijk and it was my first thought when I saw this question. I’m fond of my hometown, but that’s kinda logical. And another city I have a particular fondness for is Sint-Niklaas.

Are there any gnomes in your yard?

Lol no. Where would we keep them anyway?

When was the last time you were stung by a bee? What kind was it?

When I was a teenager, but I’m allergic to them. How should I know what kind of bee it was?

Are you gonna buy lottery tickets when you’re old enough?

Lol I’m almost 33. Is it old enough already?

Have you ever been into a real cave?

No, never.

Have you ever posted mean comments on YouTube?

No, I find it pathetic.

What color is your digital camera, if you have one?

Silver.

If you had to spend one day in any movie storyline, which one would it be?

I’m not interested in movies and their storylines.

Name the strangest game you’ve ever played (video game or real game):

Life is the strangest game of all.

In your opinion, what is the saddest movie you’ve ever seen?

I don’t watch movies.

What is the best song to make out to?

I’m not into making out, don’t spoil my music.

Is there anyone right now that you are simply/overly infatuated with?

Yeah, kind of. That student since he looked in my eyes lol.

Who was the last person to play with your hair? Are they cute?

I don’t like when others touch my hair, but 100% it was my husband and he’s far from cute :P he’s a great person, though.

Who was the last person close to you that died? Did you cry?

Not that close, but one of our workmates passed away last Monday. I didn’t cry, but I was sad.

Do you consider yourself a healthy person? Physically and mentally?

I have two chronic and incurable disorders, and anxiety on top. Here’s your answer.

Do you know anyone who owns a boat?

Not in person, but there are a lot of boat owners in our neighbourhood.

Do you know anyone who uses medical marijuana?

Yeah, one guy who has been prescribed it for tooth pain. Like, really. All the rest of people I know uses weed recreationally.

Do you know anyone who’s died in childbirth?

Again, not in person.

What did you do for your 21st birthday?

Who remembers that. 21 has no significant meaning in Europe anyway.

Do you agree with the “they’re just being kids” excuse?

No. It’s the responsibility of the parent to teach their kids what’s acceptable and allowed and what’s not.

Do you ever watch talk shows?

Sometimes I put them as a background noise.

Do you have a/any hero(s)?

Not that I know of.

Have you told your parents all of your secrets from when you were a teen?

Nope. I shared some with my dad, though, but they knew nothing about my love life and all.

You’re getting married. Who’s your maid of honor and best man?

I’m married already, and we didn’t really bother.

Would you rather get highlights or dye your whole head?

Whole head, seems more like me.

Are you wearing anything of any sentimental value? Describe?

Yeah, a hoodie that says Belgium, it’s very sentimenal to me.

Who challenges you the most? In what way?

My husband, through “tough love”. That’s how he motivates me to get over my shit.

Who seems to hold you back? In what way?

It used to be my mum, she didn’t believe in me.

What was the last opportunity that you passed up, and why?

I can’t think of anything, I usually take every opportunity out there.

Should there be an application process for having children?

I think so. Everyone knows how to make babies, but not everyone knows how to raise them to valuable people.

Name one thing that you think defines you as a person?

Loyalty.

What is a fear you have about living on your own?

Having a seizure and having no one to look after me. I’m self-sufficient, but I’m happy to have a company, especially that my husband knows how to handle seizures properly.

What’s the worst name your mom has ever called you?

A whore. Just because she found out I liked other guys.

What’s your stance on spooning?

Nice when falling asleep.

What’s your most recent obsession?

Some guys lol. And train travels, again.

Have you ever been scammed?

No, but my husband was. He’s smart, and yet he got caught on “bank update”.

Have you ever fostered an animal?

I have two pet cats, does it count as fostering?

Do you know anyone who acts way younger than what they are?

Yeah, but fortunately we don’t keep in touch anymore. He’s older than me, but so fkn childish, it’s unbelievable.

Would you say you’re a pretty independent person?

Definitely. I have a disabled hand, and yet I can dress myseld, clean, shower, cook and all normal daily stuff. I travel alone, too. I reently came back to my job and found out I’m still capable of doing it, which makes me very happy.

Does the last song you listened to, remind you of someone?

Rather of something.

Do you currently want a new computer?

No, my laptop is still good.

How would your parents react if you got a tattoo?

They were surprised when I got my first one, but they don’t know about my second one, and I think they won’t be surprised, but they won’t be happy either.

Is there anyone you can picture yourself being with forever right now?

My husband, easy.

Who is your truest friend?

My husbanf. I know I can always count on him, and he knows he can count on me, too.

What is the strangest thing you’ve ever seen outside of your house?

Some random guy wearing a pink onesie with bunny ears. But it was pretty cool.

What bug frightens you most?

They don’t frighten me, they’re just disgusting.

Who is your oldest friend?

Marc for sure.

How long have you known them?

Five years.

Where are they right now?

Probably in his house.

Have you ever dated a friend of one of your siblings?

No, never. My sister has mostly female friends anyway.

What is the best gift someone can give you?

A pen and a notebook.

Have you ever dated someone who had a child?

Yes, my husband has a son with his ex-wife.

What is the last movie that made you cry?

I don’t watch movies, ffs. And I don’t cry either.

Have you ever played in a waterfall?

Never seen a waterfall in person.

In your life who has meant the most to you?

Both Nielsje and my husband, also my patrents and my sister.

What has been your biggest failure in life?

My first relationship. We were both broken.

Do you trust yourself?

Yes, strangely. I keep going on.

Would you ever consider getting an abortion, under any circumstances?

It’s not even biologically possible for me to get pregnant lol.

What was the last bug you killed?

I don’t even know what it was.

Do you prefer profile pictures by yourself of with someone else?

I prefer pictures where you don’t see my face.

Do you know anyone who has written a book?

Yeah, Kenny. I have to ask if it’s released already.

Do you drink milk/juice from the carton if no one is around?

No, I prefer it in glass.

Has anyone ever told you they liked you in a realllly sweet way?

Yeah, Nielsje. He’s a very sweet person in general.

Has a member of the opposite sex ever given you jewlery?

My sister gave me one of her earrings as a replacement piercing, does it count?

Do you find sleeping in cars easy?

Not at all. I can’t fall asleep in a moving vehicle.

Has a boyfriend’s/girlfriend’s parents ever gotten mad at you? Why?

I’ve never met his parents. They’re deceased.

What is the funniest thing a child has ever said to you.

Where do I start. There was a lot, and I can’t recall anything in particular.

What’s been on your mind lately?

That student. I don’t want to sound like I’m obsessed, but yeah.

Do you feel like you need to get something off your chest?

Not today, maybe the other day.

How would you react if someone told you they had feelings for you?

Depends on who it is and how I feel towards them.

[belowtheharddeck]

when we're ready - b. bradshaw

pairing(s): rooster x reader, maverick x penny summary: after maverick and penny's wedding rooster and reader take a little time to wonder what their own wedding would be like a/n: previously titled weddings

The wedding was beautiful.

Maverick and Penny had elected to keep the wedding small and intimate, (less than 100 guests) with only close friends and family in attendance.

The couple opted for a more traditional and formal ceremony and reception on the beach before everyone changed out of their formal wear and dress uniforms for a less formal celebration at the hard deck.

There had been multiple toasts for the bride and groom followed by a few stories of the bride and groom from the people who had witnessed their love over the years (yourself and rooster had probably shared the most having known the bride and groom for the longest.) There had been many laughs and so far it had been one of the happiest and most fun nights you'd had in a while.

Your boyfriend, Rooster, was currently playing a slow but upbeat song on the piano while penny and maverick danced in the empty space behind him as you observed off to the side. From where you were standing you could see the entire room. You observed Pheonix and hangman with soft smiles on their faces slowly swaying in the corner where they obviously thought no one could see them. Bob and his fiancee were also quietly dancing to the song your boyfriend was playing and Fanboy, Payback, and Coyote were playing a game of pool. Noticing everyone was preoccupied with something you took that moment to slip outside and get some fresh air.

As you stood outside on the back patio of the hard deck your thoughts drifted off to what your own wedding would be like.

Preferably your and rooster's wedding. The two of you had talked about the topic of getting married before, and while you both knew you were it for each other, you also knew it was entirely too soon to get married. You had only been dating for a little over six months and you both had come to the agreement that you wanted to wait a while before you got married and settled down together.

You weren't sure how long you had been standing outside when you heard the familiar pet name. "Honey? What are you doing out here?" turning towards the open door behind you as Rooster made his way to where you were stood against the railing. After leaning in for a quick peck as he wrapped his arm around you, you responded "I just wanted some air" before rooster could respond you were quickly talking again, "Have you ever thought about our wedding?" it came out quieter than you intended but you had said it none the less.

"All the time, Darlin." You'd never admit it but his response had shocked you. "You better not be joking, Bradley" "I'd never joke about that sweetheart, we're not ready right now but one day I'm gonna make you my wife. You're it for me." He briefly paused to flash you a gorgeous grin as you attempted to share more of your own thoughts on the topic. "Roost-" "Ah ah ah, I'm not done, little lady" giggling at his interruption you let him continue, "You're going to be the most gorgeous bride as you walk down the aisle and I can guarantee I'm to cry as soon as I see you. We're gonna be surrounded by all the people who are most important to us and it's gonna be absolutely perfect, I promise you that future Mrs. Bradshaw" You press a soft peck to his lips before you respond with a smile "You've got it all planned out don't you?" "I Sure do" Your boyfriend responds as he wraps you in his arms pulling you for a bruising kiss.

You two kiss for a while before the need for oxygen causes you to pull apart. You rest your foreheads together as you both take a minute to catch your breath before you speak again. "You know you cant call me future Mrs. Bradshaw yet, you haven't proposed lieutenant."

"I will when we're ready" Rooster adds before kissing you once more.

a/n: I'm thinking of continuing this story with Rooster proposing and possibly the wedding if thats something y'all are interested in.

small headcanon for mav's wedding I couldn't work into the story (though I desperately wanted to): At the ceremony and reception, he has two empty chairs, one with a picture of ice on it and one with a picture of carole and goose on it. Because even though he couldn't have his best friends at the wedding he wanted to include them somehow

[i-write-boop-spoops]

Guzma as an expecting father! headcanons

ignore the fact I'm a day late for father's day, it's dilf! guzma time!

features: pregnancy and discussion of symptoms, a smidge of angst, and some mild references to sex

Enjoy!

Oh shit.

Well, this wasn’t part of the plan

It’s not necessarily unexpected though

Admittedly, you two had been rather lax when it came to protection

And as much as he talked up his pull-out game, Guzma found it very hard to put his money where his mouth is when he’s about to bust a fat nut

So here you are

His baby

His fucking cinnamon applin

Almost in tears as you tell him that you’re pregnant

From all the shock, he doesn’t know what to say

He doesn’t know what to feel either

His mind is a swirl of emotions

It takes him a moment (or several minutes) to fully comprehend the situation

Not great, since you’re freaking the fuck out waiting for his response

Eventually, he just gives you a big, reassuring hug and tells you that he’s here for you, and your baby too.

In reality, Guzma likes the idea of having a family with you

And you’re his boo, he’d do anything to support you, no matter what

He really really wants to be a good dad

A provider for your burgeoning family

The kind of man you deserve

So first things first – well after he takes you both out for malasadas to calm yourselves down and celebrate - he’s gotta get a job

He’ll take anything

Fast-food chef, janitorial duties, cashier, Pyukumuku thrower…

Hopefully some professional battling to get some legit earnings

Next thing, you two are moving OUT of the Shady House

And by extension Po Town

That place is not suitable for babies

You don’t stray too far though

Getting yourselves a cramped (but thankfully two-bed) apartment in Malie City

Lowkey

And by that, I mean HIGHKEY

Guzma thinks you’re hot af pregnant

Man is like 100 times more handsy

Which is wild considering how handsy he already was

But his touches are a lot gentlerand loving

Though still quite protective and possessive

My man may or may not have shed a tear when he felt that first kick

Guzma goes back and forth on whether or not to propose to you

On one hand, he loves you, and he wants to give your baby a more stable home

But on the other, he doesn’t want you to feel like he’s just doing this because you’re pregnant and it’s “the right thing to do”

Plus, weddings are so stressful

And expensive!

Eventually, he decides to wait until after your baby is here to propose

After all, they’d make such a cute little flower boy/girl on the big day!

God-mon Plumeria!

You two set up the cutest little nursery for youe baby

Ideally he wanted to fill it with brand-new stuff

But that wasn’t totally feasible, so many things are second-hand

Some from when you were born!

One of the new items though, is a cutiefly teddy

It was the first thing he bought for the baby

First thing he bought from his first pay-cheque actually

Walking home tired and stressed from his first week on the job

He’s usually pretty good at dealing with your symptoms

Gives you back-rubs, holds your hair back when you’re getting sick, over-indulges your weird-cravings…

Seriously he went out at four a.m. trying to find somewhere that sold pickled lumberries so you could have them with some yogurt and peanut butter

Though considering the fact he is new to all this + he has 0 patience things can get a bit hairy sometimes

Like he is not good at handling any mood-swings

Or when baby kicks him in his sleep

One thing he does enjoy about you being pregnant is that you’ve taken to wearing his clothes a lot more

They’re big on you, so they’re perfect for your changing body

We all know how he feels about you in his clothes 👀

He keeps ultrasound pictures on him at all times

Just as a reminder of his little larva

Makes the tough days easier

He loves being the big spoon even more now

Finding great comfort and excitement in holding you and cradling your bump while he falls asleep

When baby finally comes

Yall know ya boi is gonna be right by your side

Doing his best to support you through this traumatic, demanding time

(though I can also totally see him just chilling, casually eating a sandwich while you’re pushing out a LITERAL human baby from your bits)

Once baby pops out, and you get to hold your little one

Guzma wraps his arms around both of you, gazing at the wonderful life you’ve created together

And after a moment he asks:

“So, Guzma Jr.?”

“Absolutely not!”

[absinthe-and-tea]

Hii, you wrote slashers and s/o with big boobs, but what about the opposite? S/o with small boobs who is insecure about that and feels less like a woman?

Btw I love your writing and your headcanons. They make my day ♥

I myself have pretty tiny boobs soooo- also I got this request twice kinda so I hope you guys dont mind me putting them into one ❤ Also super happy you like my stuff!!

P.S. I got half way through this and had to start over cause Tumblr deleted my progress 🙃

Slasher HCs || S/O W/ Small Breasts

Warnings: N//SFW

Jason Voorhees

He loves you no matter what. Honestly he loves how small they are. They easily fit in his hands, making it easier to touch all of you in a shorter amount of time.

If he sees you're down about them, he'll wrap his arms around your waist and pick you up gently. He'll then proceed to cover them in kisses.

He can't speak so he often uses his hands or mouth to praise them in other ways.

Loves running his thumb over your nipple to watch the small bud harden from his touch.

When you're intimate with him he makes sure to give them lots of attention. He prefers using his hands, loving how soft they are.

He's always loved them so he'll always continue to touch them and whatnot.

Michael Myers

He's fairly indifferent about them. He prefers was anyways.

Doesn't really compliment them or pay much attention to them the first time you two are intimate.

He doesn't notice how you feel for a while but when he finds you criticizing them though, it's fair game.

Will start coming up behind you, running his hands up your sides and to your breasts to engulf them in his large hands and gently squeeze.

He loves messing with them, that includes lightly pinching them. But he loves using his mouth on the more. Beware, he will nip and bite just hard enough to get a reaction from you.

Even after he's convinced you they are perfect, he'll continue touching them abd whatnot cause he'll have realized how much he likes them on you.

Brahms Heelshire

He's a manchild. And it shows. He definitely prefers bigger but he's alright with small breasts too.

100% has an oral fixation. Meaning he'll suck on them a lot. Whether he's partially laying on your lap or if you're on his lap stradling him, he's gonna have his mouth on them.

He'll say something about wishing they were bigger, not thinking about how it would make you feel.

If you start wearing sweaters more often or staring into mirrors longer, silently judging yourself, he'll start to take notice.

He'll start to grope them more and give them more attention while whispering how much he loves them.

He's an ass sometimes. But he loves you and your body. He'll make sure you know it too.

The Other

He's not home often and when he is, he spends a lot of time with his daughter but the moment its just you two, he's immediately walking towards you like a predator stalking it's prey.

He doesn't care about your boob size at all or if you have a nice ads. He just loves you.

When you cuddle, he'll always have a hand under your shirt. Either resting on your tummy or one of your breasts. Usually the latter.

If he sees how much you resent them, he'll show his love for them and your vidy in general by getting you lingerie.

The moment he sees you in it, you're getting thrown on the bed and getting the best night of your life.

Prepare to always be worshipped.

Vincent Sinclair

He loves them. No matter what, you are his muse. His inspiration.

He loves putting his hands on your sides and gently running his thumbs underneath them, against your ribs. Almost like he's sculpting a masterpiece.

He adores that they are small because he can pull your body even closer to his. He loves feeling all of you.

He prefers using his hands on them but he will gladly suckle on them as well. He's a bit shy though so you'll have to tell him you want it.

Absolutely hates that you feel badly about habing small boobs. So, he'll make countless sculptures, paintings, and drawings of you. He'll have so many things of just you that it feels as though he knows your body better than yourself.

Bo Sinclair

Another ass man but a nice set tits is great too. And that includes yours.

He enjoys them. How soft they are especially. His hands are very rough from doing mechanic work on the side so he enjoys the difference in softness.

If you say anything bad about them or judge them, he'll sit you on his lap and suckle them until you're writhing on top of him from sensitivity.

Not afraid to grope you in front of others or slide his hand under your shirt. Your his and he'll make that known real quick.

Loves to leave bitemarks and bruises on them to show you how much he likes them and how much he fully claims them and you.

Lester Sinclair

He likes boobs in general. Small or not. He just really likes the soft mounds.

Loves the feeling of your soft, squishy flesh under his hands and your hardened nipple brushing against his palm.

Gets super wide-eyed and excited if you wear lingerie that lets your breasts hang out. He'll sit there in awe until you get on his lap.

The moment you're on him, he's on you. Licking and nipping them softly, his hands gently groping and squeezing.

His heaven is either his head between your legs or against your breasts so expect him in either place at least once a night.

Solomon Goode

He worships every bit of you. You are his love after all and he would do anything to make you happy.

He enjoys the fact he can hold you close to his chest without large breasts in the way.

Enjoys teasing you every so often when in passing or not busy with work around the house or garden.

Seeing you topless makes his throat go dry and he begins hesitantly walking to you. You'll have to give him the okay to touch you but once you do, his mouth is attached to one of your nipples. His hand moving to rub the other.

He loves your softness and the smell of flowers that seems to surround you without your knowing. Being so close to you and tasting you is intoxicating to him.

Will always compliment them when he gets a good view. He'll never let you feel down about yourself. And if someone does something to make you feel that way, oops. Where'd they go?

Harry Warden

He's so happy anytime he can touch them. For a while though he won't take his gloves off, afraid you'll find him repulsive.

Though once he does and he feels the soft flesh for the first time, he'll never want to let go.

He loves the small mounds almost as much as he hates Valentine's Day. Between the softness of your flesh and the way your nipples harden at his touch, he's completely addicted to them.

Enjoys covering them in kisses while he praises you and compliments you. You're his precious lover after all.

Expect him to compliment them every time he sees you once he realizes you think they aren't perfect. They are gorgeous. Just like you.

Bubba Sawyer

Absolutely loves them. He couldn't even mildly dislike anything about you. You're perfect in his eyes. He'll even make you sundresses that show them off perfectly.

Though be careful when wearing said sundress because he'll get distracted by you really quick, causing him to forget about his work.

When laying in bed he'll always have a hand on one of your breasts subconsciously. Not even on purpose most times, he just wants to hold you.

Definitely another with an oral fixation. He enjoys gently playing with your hardened nipples with his tongue when in a more intimate moment.

Won't publicly do anything like groping because he's a good boy but will attempt to compliment you. You'll know what he's trying to say when he does.

Thomas Hewitt

Very handsy with you once your relationship starts to take off. Your breasts being something that fascinates him despite the size.

When you two are cuddled up in bed he will lightly run his fingertips over them to watch the goosebumps form and your nipples harden.

His favorite thing to do is grab your sides and use his thumbs to rub the little nubs. His eyes will wonder from your breasts to your face, wanting to catch the faces you make.

After a while he'll attach his mouth to one, his eyes never leaving your face. He adores how much pleasure he can give you from something so small.

His opinion when you bring up how you feel about them is "Good things come in small packages."

Eddie Gluskin

Well you already have a one up on his exes. They didn't even have anything at all. Barely even mosquito bites.

He'll run his fingertips over the mounds, lightly pressing down to see the small squish it makes.

You're his perfect bride. His Darling. So different from the whores he was with before. Your body is something else to him.

The mounds may be small but boy does he praise them and cover them in affection.

If you ask, he'd be happy to add an modifications to your wedding dress to make you feel better about them.

Though he'll need to do a lot of... Researching... To make sure he gets the measurements right.