#ugh i havent seen my husband in a while

[kissingarthurclaus]

IT'S....MY TWO YEAR ANNIVERSARY WITH REX NEXT MONTH??

[jcfoxington]

@sambambucky​ : “pls... Pastels, Peaches and Pain??? among us first draft??? marvel meets warframe meets a bunch of tumblr posts (it’s not an au!?!??!)

hi jo !!! Pastels, Peaches, and Pain is one of those sambucky wips i have mostly fully fleshed out in my head because of one (1) extreme moment of clarity after a rogue ‘what if’ tangent thought but havent written anything of yet out of restraint / knowing i need to finish at least one of my current sambucky wips before i start it or none of them will get done

this was the rogue tangent thought: “what if Sam is haunted by Figaro’s ghost and has been since he was a kid?”. i’ve changed the ghost cat to not be Figaro but that’s the premise !

i refer to the fic as the cat fic ‘cause the whole plot is based around sam’s ghost cat companion insisting he adopts nat’s cat Liho after endgame and then Figaro later and then [insert redacted because plot spoilers but just know it relates to Alpine]. no im not projecting my feelings about cats idk what youre talking about 

here’s some note snippets just for you:

the cat, inexplicably, takes a liking to bucky, which is really annoying bc sam doesnt know how to explain to him that all the oddly soft gusts of wind are actually sam's dead cat insisting on getting pats

bucky getting shade thrown at him by said ghost cat during all of tfatws + them making up (and not out. yet)

starts when sam's a kid & follows him as he grows up w/ a ghost kitty as a companion only he can see & interact with + angst with an undertone of comedy + getting together

he whispers to ghost kitty, who simply mmrrs happily

for the among us first draft thing, what basically happened is i saw this tweet and this video and my brain latched onto these dynamics so hard i had to write about them. 

here’s a sketch of my two main imposters, Black (left) and Cyan (right):

and here’s a snippet:

The thing having Cyan pause and stare out at the asteroid field is how the colors stretch to family. When they and Black came aboard, they had thought every crewmember was an adult working on the planet-change project. That the patch of off-white with a black something-pattern-or-shape signified status. In a way, Cyan supposes it does, but just not the way they expected. They had expected it to show what rank an individual held within the hierarchy of the crew, from deckhand to division leader to captain, not to show that you're family of the crew and not actually part of the crew itself. 

There are innocents on this ship. Children. It was not something any of them had anticipated, and not something Cyan had been prepared to deal with. They and Black boarded this horrible place to eradicate a threat, believing each and single one of the humans were accomplishes and dedicated to the goal of destroying Cyan and Black's species, and their planet. But, now?

marvel meets warframe meets a bunch of tumblr posts... doesn’t have a wip title or seperate document for itself yet cause it’s been stuck in my ‘story ideas’ document since its creation. so ‘marvel meets warframe meets a bunch of tumblr posts’ is literally just me describing the vibe of an original world gjkerfkds

the world came to be for two reasons. firstly, i want to do make take on a superhero universe because the plot and complete lack of communication in both the dcu and mcu piss me the fuck off. secondly, needed a place to dump ocs with elaborate backstories or fantasy / sci-fi abilities that dont fit into any of my existing worlds

which sounds super competent but trust me, it isn��t. it didn’t gain any solidity at all until i decided to do a personal ‘how different can i make spn castiel look & still retain the same vibe?’ challenge. i have my own cas now

however, the reason i said ‘marvel meets...’ is because i’ve snagged a couple of different things from the mcu, most notably: enemies to reluctant coworkers to lovers, yes our best friend have the same name. no they’re not the same person, secret evil org is controlling the government, and the assassin that tried to kill you several times is now your best friend

warframe was added to the world because i got attached to my Volt build, gave them a name, and have some headcanons idk what to do with because i refuse to interact with that fandom. also because the friend i made through discussing warframe lore + plot dicked me over so it feels Bad to create for

the glue to this whole mess is that one “in every friend group there’s a mean bisexual, an even meaner lesbian, a she/they, a he/they, a himbo, an astrology bitch, a short king, and a token straight” tumblr post. my main group of superheroes ala the avengers consist of these people. the token straight is the only one i havent figured out who is yet

ever since i figured that out ive been throwing story / character ideas and weirdly specific aesthetics from popular tumblr posts into this world’s notes. here’s some examples:

sword grandmas

that trope where someone’s really nice and acts super well-adjusted to society but then they do something super whack and dangerous and you realize ‘oh they’re secretly a little bit insane, actually’

anti-gay group’s leader’s wife leaves him for another woman

superhero who swore to be the best hero [city / planet / solar system / continent / ????] has ever seen ever since he lost his wife. not because she’s dead but divorce just sucks & the hero-to-be is terrible at coping

dishevelled swamp witch

that one person who runs around with an amulet all the time & isn’t aware it’s cursed

an exasperated, tired superhuman assassin running after their husband and their husband's best friend. their husband and said husband's best friend both have wings. chaos ensues (yes, this one is a sambucky post)

ask me about my WIPs!

BONUS:

@sambambucky​​ : #i want to have a coffee and listen to synopses of all of these.... #i miss the discord wow #WRITING TAG #waitttt time jumping dream movie? lmao I'VE READ THIS LIST FORTY TIMES and every time i rediscover something i wanna know about #outfit doodlesss ugh i need to go

couldnt not respond to your tags because they make me go ghrkjfnerknf but in the good way. we miss you too jo !!

the time jumping dream movie was one of the first vivid dreams i had and the whole thing was so stupidly coherent and whacky i had to write it down. it grew plot, a queer love dynamic, weird sci-fi apocalypse elements, anti-military propaganda, questionable science, and a sequel while i wasnt looking and now i just. have to make it a real movie or i’ll combust

outfit djoodlles.png is only on there because my best friend sent me a ‘draw this outfit’ meme and space kitty, my current character brainrot, stole all the outfits for himself. otherwise, that file just sits there until im feeling like designing an outfit or wanna see how a stupid thing looks on my oc patrick

here’s one of the two poses-to-doodle-outfits-on of space kitty ive made so far:

and here’s one of those stupid things on patrick (that then turned into an actual outfit of his because i have no self control):

[firelxdykatara]

okay i havent watched vm in so long & was trying to find time to watch the 4th season but your post & that gifset just gave me a giant No Thank You, It Sucks. like wtf, what did they dO TO HER, & LOGAN??????

YEAH. YEAH. IT’S..... IT’S BAD.

Like, there was so much about Veronica in particular during season 4 that I didn’t like. And it was lowkey super uncomfortable because she’s my favorite character and I had to keep doing harder and more complex mental gymnastics to get around the things I did not like, but I was willing to do it because I thought the season was gonna ultimately be about Veronica growing up, realizing her attitude didn’t work and was losing her the people she cared about. I thought it was going somewhere.

Things like Veronica looking at her boyfriend, someone she knew had a whole shitton of trauma and who struggled with anger management issues and who had gone through a whole lot to fix himself long before she came back into his life and then like.... deliberately provoking him into getting angry enough to put his fist through a cabinet which apparently turned her on because she liked him better like that???? Like, she was getting angry at him for having reasonable, measured responses to what was going on, she wanted angry mal-adjusted Logan back and tbh at that point in that episode (.... i wanna say ep 4 or ep 5) I had to walk away for a while because it made me feel vaguely ill. But I thought she was going to learn from that and realize that it was a good thing her boyfriend was getting therapy and fixing his issues and calming down (all things which, before he’d done them, had ultimately caused their relationship to fall apart back in season 3).

There were other things, too (like the drinking episode, and Veronica’s sex dream with Leo which....ugh), and they were getting harder and harder to ignore but then, but then.... Veronica accepted Logan’s proposal. And I thought finally, we’re getting the pay-off, it wasn’t all for nothing, it’ll be ok. And then they got married (after a pointless and honestly cruel gag where Veronica, Wallace, and Keith all immediately assumed Logan was leaving her at the altar via text because one of his texts didn’t send and frankly that should’ve been the final straw for me but I still naively hoped it would all serve a purpose), and I think I knew, about half a minute before it happened, what was coming. But I was in denial until the car Logan got in blew up.

Actually, I was in denial for the rest of the episode, and right up until the one year later time skip where it was confirmed Logan was dead I was positive he hadn’t actually died, because the way the scene was framed and shot was like any other show where someone ‘dies’ in a car bomb except it cuts away with enough time for the victim to get away. There are still people who believe Logan somehow escaped and would come back in another season, but Rob Thomas said that Logan needed to die so that Veronica could go back to being a PI, solving mysteries, and “doing that with a boyfriend or a husband just felt less interesting, less sexy, less noir.” (his exact words, from this interview and honestly, i’m still seeing red about it) Proving that not only does he not know what noir really is, he doesn’t know who Veronica is.

Anyway.......yeah, just. Save yourself the pain. The entire series is on Hulu and I really, genuinely hope that some day I can go back and watch the original series without this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, because the first two seasons especially were so amazing and still stand up as some of the best hours of television I’ve ever seen in my life.

But right now, it’s all tainted, and I hate it so much I can barely breathe.

[kvltprince]

I was tagged by the lovely @leporidaefluff (Thank you! it was the push i needed to get started on this instead of just going oh~ neat~!)

Rules:

1. Choose an OC.

2. Answer them as that OC.

3. Tag 5 people to do the same. Sorry if anyone has already been tagged, no obligation. @ heathie on whatever acct cos im a dumbass an i miss your bois(you miss em too), @randomwordsandstormydays, @randomfuzzbunny, @jornaquinn @chrysocolladawn ( @somewhere-withoutyou if you would...) and anyone else who would enjoy doing this. (if i get tagged again ill do anther oc. i would tag a few others but i feel weird tagging ppl i dont like ever talk to lol.)

What is your name?

"Lucy Grandchester, yeah that one.” 

How old are you?

“Fourty-five unless you are getting nitpicky about cryostasis. That doesn’t count unless I am joking with a ghoul, honestly.”

What do you look like?

He lets out a small half chuckle, "Oh, we are doing this okay. I’ll bite. Slightly short middle aged punk, long greying curly hair, undercut, with one leg and too many tattoos?”

Where are you from? Where do you live now?

Lucy uncomfortably takes down his hair and redoes his messy bun while sighing and becoming a bit short. “I’m from just the other side of that irradiated water near that gas station south of here. Name kinda gives it away. You have seen it? I honestly am not sure how it’s standing still between the bombs and everything else. It’s looked after now, and is a surprise asset to still have. I lived in Boston for a while after all that, and back in this area once Nuka World was opened, then back in the Boston area, and would you look at that I am back in Nuka World and it is a lot more comfortable now.”

What was your childhood like?

"...Unstable, for everyone. It got a bit better once my parents were dead... are we done with this line of questions? Or am I excusing you?”

What groups are you friendly with? Are you allied with any factions?

“Well, I started out trying to play nicely vaguely with anyone that didn’t try to shoot me first. That.... hasn’t stayed how it is. At least not fully, though i generally play nice until I am given a reason not to. I am friendly with the Disciples, the Operators, several of the Children of Atom groups that haven't irradiated their sense out of their heads yet, the Railroad.”

Tell me about your best friend.

He finally visibly relaxes the rest of the way after that history business, and takes a drink of a quantum. “Oh only one best friend? Are we in high school again? aw Alright. We have some parallel histories.” He swirls the glowing drink, but doesn't let himself get lost in his head too far. “Great humor, puts up with my shit somehow, doesn't blow my sneaking. Laugh that could take on the world even though they probably wouldn't. No I am not spoiling who I decided on. A man has to have some secrets somewhere and mine are in short supply”

Do you have a family? Tell me about them!

“My son Shaun never ceases to surprise me with what he can come up with, and how well adjusted he is. Codsworth is still helping out with the household, and helping keep Shaun from disassembling live turrets while I am away, though now he is living here at Fizztop with us. Surprisingly it seems to be an alright setup, and Shaun has taught a few people some upgrades in their downtime. There is enough room to keep things comfortable, and I have done some park remodeling since I arrived. My closest companions that don’t hate my choices I have made I consider family, but that has become a smaller circle than before.”

What about a partner or partners?

“Gage of course, he is my husband for whatever it is worth in the wasteland. Otherwise I suppose that depends how you are defining that. I am an affectionate person and some people seem to have rather strict definitions of where the edge of friend and partner should be”

Who are your enemies, and why?

“Several people aren’t speaking to me very well at best after I have settled into the Overboss seat here, on a personal level. The Pack were wiped out. The Brotherhood were wiped out. The Institute were wiped out. The minutemen are pretty pissed understandably. The Gunners still show up in vertibirds sometimes and are still pretty fun target practice. My settlements are generally comfortable, and my outposts mostly only have problems with gunners or trappers. Minor annoyances.”

Have you ever heard of The Brotherhood of Steel? What do you think about them?

“Yeah, of course. I think they got too headstrong for their flightsuits. I mean I understand but you really can’t do that shit and expect no repercussions. It was quite a firework show honestly, I wonder how far away the heat was felt..”

What about The Enclave?

"I don’t know much about them, only one of their ex-soldiers, he didn’t exactly tell me much. Cute, a bit odd. Not sure if it is the radiation that did that or not.”

How do you feel about Super Mutants?

He has a flash of a pensive thought drift across his face “There’s a few that aren’t so bad. Obviously the FEV isn’t mass-curable though, so not exactly much of a choice what to do about them unless you like getting a rocket launcher or a nuke in your face.”

What’s the craziest fight you’ve ever been in?

“Proobably~ around Bunker Hill, It was just, A Lot. That whole time was not just the specific fight. I don’t remember a lot of it, I’m pretty sure Gage half dragged me home after the main running around and meetings after the fight. I don’t think I had a full thought for a while.”

Have you ever fought a Deathclaw?

He thumb points to a sniper rifle leaning against the wall “Yeah, too often, thankfully usually I see them first, and I’ve gotten the sneaking thing down. They make pretty good steaks.”

Do you like fighting?

“Sometimes, honestly. Something tired and overstated about old habits or something boring. Really though, it is exciting and keeps the boredom away. Playfighting and sparring will do, no need to draw blood. I guess. Good to keep knife and sneaking skills sharp however you can.”

What’s your weapon of choice?

“A modded real sharp Throatslicer she called it, I swear Nisha found this thing in the loading dock or something it is the nicest box-cutter I have ever owned. Opens up anything.”

How do you survive? Your wits, your charm, your skills, brute force, some combination? (a.k.a. what’s your S.P.E.C.I.A.L?)

“Outlive everything around me usually by not being seen, notice it first, shoot it faster, stab it more, talk my way out of it, or by luck. I have zero real idea, but I can eat nearly anything and I bet that helps too.”

Have you ever been in a vault? What do you think about them?

"Of course, there are a bunch, and I was ushered into 111 to turn my life upside down. They seem to only be any good for salvage, horror stories, clean water sometimes, and if you are real lucky a trade post and a shave. I have a settlement vault that is doing well that I have taken over and built up, but that is not Vault-Tec related, obviously.”

How do you beat all the radiation around here? Has it affected you?

“I have a few recipes that are good for radiation, though it doesn't affect me very badly overall and I am slow to feel any sickness. I suspect that one day I will turn into a ghoul.” He is rather matter of fact and unbothered by this, and hints that he knows that not getting sick much from radiation means just that.

What’s your favorite wasteland critter?

“Probably the stags and gazelles and other herd animals. They are overall unchanged other than most have two heads now, they are still nice to watch”

What’s your least favorite wasteland critter?

“Honestly? radscorpions? Those fuckers are too quick and you cant shoot them cos they tunnel and they knock you on your ass and poison you and just UGH”

How do you feel about robots?

"Robots are alright if they are not causing trouble. Some of them are nice. Jezebel is not so nice, but she is guarding red rocket and bitching the entire time so shes no longer my problem. The Rust Devil’s robots are a pain in my ass for real.”

How many caps do you have on you right now?

"Plenty.”

Nuka Cola or Sunset Sarsaparilla?

He cocks his head slightly “I havent heard that one in a while. Depends on the flavor of Nuka Cola, I do like Sunset Sarsaparilla though, if you have any.”

Do you do chems?

"Not recreationally anymore. No, not because of him.” He nods toward Gage “It just, gets out of hand”

Do you ever think about the Pre-War world?

"Not as often as you would expect, I mean obviously there is the ‘oh i remember when that wasn't destroyed’ of things, but things are more comfortable than I thought they could be”

What’s your deepest regret? What would you do differently?

His eyes narrow slightly “I don’t really do regret. Things were done the way they were because it was the choice at the time. A choice now for an old situation isn’t helpful to living my current life or my old life. I am not living then, I am living now.” 

What’s your biggest achievement? Or what do you hope to achieve?

“Surviving all of this, and myself. Creating this strange semi-stability in this post apocalyptic place.”

What do you want for the future? For yourself? Your friends? The world?

“Keep me and mine safe, happy as we can be, and I hope that my found-family never fully stops growing. Curious what the future holds for my raiders and friends, there is so much potential, it could be risky but it is there. For once it is a good solid place to be, and it’s mine.” Lucy polishes off his questionable as hell drink with a smile.

[peaches-of-1]

(BTS) Golden Lover: Chapter 3

Namjoon x Black!Reader

High Fantasy, Magic, spells, gods and goddesses

Mstrlst in bio!

“Darling daughter?” Mother called.

“Yes?” You replied.

She nodded towards your plate, “Are you not hungry?”

You shook your head and set your utensils down, “Please excuse me. It seems that my sickness lingers. I’ll be turning in early.”

“I’ll walk you to your room, Princess.” Jimin stood from his seat.

“I can--” You began, but Father cut you off. “She’d quite enjoy that. Thank you, Jimin.”

You wanted a shower. You wanted to be alone with your thoughts and smelling salts and a few cats, but no. Jimin chattered excitedly about how beautiful your Egypt was. How warm and humid but irreplaceable it’s beauty was.

“Um, Princess? I couldn’t help but notice how you were during dinner tonight. You didn’t get some bad news, did you?” His voice softened.

The worst, “Of course not. I just...I haven’t had much time to myself today. I’ve been quite busy entertaining the guests, getting to know you all.”

“I wouldn’t lie to your future husband, Princess (Y/N).” He laughed.

You swallowed hard and his smile fell.

He looked down, “I didn’t mean offense, Princess.”

“I don’t wanna marry you. I decided that from the moment I met you.”

“I see.”

You looked at him, “Please don’t be upset.  I just...my father is making me choose a husband within the next two days, before the end of the festival.”

He looked at you, “We leave in three days.”

“Of course.” You sighed. “I just. I don’t wanna lose the throne due to my being stubborn. I want a good king to rule by my side, but I want to love him as well.”

“Marrying for love? You are a special one, princess.”

You scoffed and laughed, “Whatever do you mean?”

“As a royal, I would think that you would have given up marrying for true affections by the time of puberty. Often thinking instead who can help their country or prestige the most. However, you still hold onto the hope.” He looked up at the sky.

“Should I give up hope, though?”

Jimin shook his head, “Never. I believe love is powerful and one of the purest things on Earth. If you were to give up on it, then what would you have left?”

A small smile played no your lips, “You speak our language well.”

“Thank you, Princess. May I ask you a strange question? It’s something both Hobi and I were wondering.”

“You may if you tell me who Hobi is.” You replied with your arms behind you.

He didn’t know you were taking the long way to your room in order to speak to him more, but he spoke curiously. Kind but honest, and you could feel the amount of love he had in his heart. How he gave it to everyone and everything.

“Hobi is our nickname for Prince Hoseok.” Jimin smiled, “Would you like to prepare a dance with us? For the festival send off that is. We’re both proficient in dance, and your father was singing your praises at dinner. It’s ok if you don’t. Even if we cannot work as marriage partners, then I’d at least want to work as friends. Performers.”

“You’d want to dance with me?”

He nodded in ernest. It was true that you were often seen dancing in the square with your body covered in jingling gold. Oftentimes in the middle, you’d stop a robbery or something, but a princess had to know her people to serve them. That was your philosophy at least.

Back to the matter at hand. This Jimin was interesting, very interesting.

You nodded, “So, whose style would we do. Yours or mine?”

“I was thinking a fusion of our styles. Don’t you think that would be the most fitting?”

You smiled for the first time in hours, “I’d enjoy that very much. I know just where we can practice and teach each other the basics.”

This time, the prince smiled so big that his eyes disappeared, “Yes! Thank you, dear princess! Guide me, and then we can meet after dinner.”

Right, you were supposed to be unwell. You led him to the dancing spot in the garden where a stage would most likely be set up. The grass there was just growing back from last time you turned down a marriage. Then you both went to the door in front of your bedroom. As he returned to the eating hall, you snuck away for a quick swim.

A small meow was heard from the sideline, Qasab Alsukar. You told him to stay where he was and not to jump in. He walked to your pile of clothing and laid down in them. It was a stunning starry night. All your worries drifted away as you floated on your back, your twisted hair fanning out around your face.

You thought about the princes and were glad that you had been honest with them. Even if you wouldn’t be getting married to them, you could still be close to them. Having dueled with Jungkook, showed some artistic landscapes to Taehyung, Jimin and Hoseok had become your dance partners, and Yoongi was your fellow animal lover.

He had even asked you if he could take one of the cubs home, and you said yes once they were a bit older. Then there was Namjoon.

Why did your heart do that everytime you thought of him? It pounded in your ears, and you closed your eyes to shut out the sound. It didn’t work. He was gorgeous. His smile made you want to smile. The way he treated a pet that was not his. Qasab Alsukar could’ve been a street cat, but he still showed the kitten the same care as a house cat. Kim Namjoon. (Y/N) Kim. That’d be your name if you were to marry him...or his brother. The way Yoongi talked about his friend, it seemed as though he gave that kindness to everyone.

Mayhaps he’d be a good husband...maybe you did lo--

The splash of a rock to your left startled you, and you turned to see who it was. Your relaxed demeanor turning stern.

“What is the meaning of this?” You ordered before you recognized the person standing there was the man you had just been thinking of.

Kim Namjoon bowed low, “Pardon the intrusion, Princess (Y/N). There was a snake approaching you, and it did not seem you noticed. I threw the rock to hit it or at least scare it off.”

Looking around, you saw a serpent unmoving in the waters nearby. It most certainly would’ve killed you if it had gotten any closer.

You turned to him once more, “Thank...you...”

But he was gone.

Ah! Dinner must’ve been over. You put on your clothing after drying off quickly and then began walking towards the meeting place for you, Hoseok, and Jimin to begin practicing. As you got close to the archway, you realized. Kim Namjoon had seen you naked. Your breasts had been above water. How long had he been standing there silent? You made a note to speak to him the next time you saw him as your cheeks began blazing.

Alsukar mewed at your heels, and you picked him up, “Mayhaps I should get guard dogs since you did nothing to warn me, you little rascal.”

He licked your nose and meowed. Too cute. As you went into the dance room, the three of you and a drummer practiced until morning. None of you wanting to take too long of a break. Wanting to do your best to show unity and friendship and just in awe of how well you worked together and not wanting to break the flow of good energy.

You were woken up by a beautiful serving girl. Bahr. She called your name and said that she was relieved to see you. Groggy, you blinked and wondered what she was talking about. The kingdom had been worried about you and the princes since no one knew where you had gone and they had found a dead poisonous snake in the pool where you were known to sneak off to.

“We were just practicing for the festival. Where’s Iset?” You dismissed her worry with a smile.

“Her room.” Bahr replied.

“I apologize for the worry. Please inform everyone that we are fine. I’m sure father will be happy to hear me interacting with the princes.”

She nodded, “Does that mean you’ll be performing at the festival with them?”

You looked at her, “It does. I’ll be dancing with Princes Jimin and Hoseok. A fusion dance for the occasion.”

She couldn’t help but smile, “Does that mean you’ll be finding a husband this time around?”

“Maybe. I think I’ll have to if I want to be next in line.” You looked down.

Bahr had been here for many years but spoke formally, “Forgive me if I am speaking out of turn, but...I want to see you married. If you do not love your husband, then you can learn how to. Then you and your kingdom will be happy.”

She kissed your forehead and left. Breakfast had been left on a platter by your bedside. You must’ve missed it in order to sleep after dancing for so long. Iset showed up while you were eating and scolded you for disappearing. She called you a cat what with the way you went where you want when you wanted to. She went on and on with her heart on her sleeves and then asked you where you had been after all.

“With the princes…” You said. “We’re planning something for the festival and were practicing all night.”

Iset raised a brow, “For the festival or just for you? Which princes? What?”

You explained yourself and promised it was for the festival, “I’d never fool around like that...at least with nobles.” A small grin crossed your face from memories.

She sighed, “Well, I’m glad you’re opening your heart. Do you have a favorite? One you could at least learn to love once you get wed?”

Namjoon’s stern and focused face appeared in your mind once more. Ugh why him? You shook your head, ans Iset gasped.

“Who?”

“It’s nobody!” You bit into a slice of bread.

She huffed and crossed her arms.

“Fine, Namjoon! I...he’s kind and he’s the one I’m most interested to learn about. I’m lured to him. When I think about him, my heart races and I think about him when he’s not around. I don’t understand. I’m not interested in anyone but him.” The honest words tumbled out faster than you could hold them back. Your began hitting your head. “What’s wrong with me? Why does he plague my thoughts so?”

Iset couldn’t help but giggle as she held your hands, “My dear, you’re in love with him.”

“I...I could never!”

She grinned, “Whatever you say, (Y/N), but I felt this way when I saw my husband for the first time and for days after. Love at first sight is a rare thing, do not throw it away for your stubborn pride.”

“Anyways, are you doing anything during the festival? You’ll be leaving soon afterwards as well, won’t you?”

Your fellow princess and best friend gave a nod, “I am. We’re planning on having our first child and being more serious about ruling our people as a couple and securing the throne. All that joy.”

You looked out and saw Prince Namjoon and Yoongi on their way to the river behind the rest of the boys just talking. Taehyung had a large smile as he walked backwards with a towel in his clutches.

He noticed you and waved, catching the eyes of the others who turned around and did the same until Namjoon bowed. Then they all followed him by bowing as well. You rolled your eyes trying to ignore the glimpse of Namjoon’s smile and the skipped heartbeat it caused. Iset stood next to you as soon as you turned away. She waved as you missed Namjoon’s smile falling once he could no longer see you.

_____

“Namjoon-hyung.” Taehyung called. “Do you have feelings for the princess?”

“No!” Namjoon blushed as Yoongi replied, “Yep. He sure does.”

Jimin piped up, “ I think she might have feelings for you too.”

The prince’s ears perked up, “What? How?”

He disclosed how while he danced with you and Hoseok last night that you asked about him, what kind of prince he was. You had said that you wanted to spend more time with Namjoon but were nervous to approach him.

Hoseok added, “She wanted to know what plant you were talking about when you first met? Apparently you met her before dinner.”

“Ah, yes. In the market. Her father was quite strict and she was walking around without protection. Her cat followed me and...it’s the catnip.” Namjoon cut himself off when he was met with blank stares. “I brought some because I heard there would be a lot of felines here.”

A black cat with a golden ankh necklace rubbed at Yoongi’s ankles, and he picked her up, “At least you were right. I’m glad, too.”

“I’d be a good husband for her. At least, I’d like to think I would be.” Namjoon continued. “She’s cute and I enjoy her personality. I er...saw her in the pool last night...nude.”

The men all stopped and started to ask overlapping questions.

“I’m not telling you anything! I just noticed someone in the water, looked to see if they were ok. It was the princess, and there was a snake coming towards her, so I stoned it before it reached her.”

Jin replied, “Oh, Namjoon-ah! So heroic!” He laughed.

Jungkook smiled along. The boys all talked about how in love Namjoon was with the princess, and he was shy and blushed all through it. The black cat was nearby the whole time. She bathed in the sun and ate a fish Namjoon caught for her.

As a direct son of the King, Namjoon had a lot of land.  A lot of resources but he was not in line for his own throne. That was Seokjin, but the younger royal was in charge of training warriors. Jin was in charge of money. Taehyung was in charge of agriculture. All of them seemed like they were good friends. Marrying just one of them could ensure so much for your people.

All of them knew this, but only one of them could marry you. It was obvious to them who they wanted it to be. Fishermen were nearby, shirtless and wet with strong arms from constantly casting nets and lifting heavy loads of sea creatures for a living. Prince Jimin watched the tallest of them intently, head in his hand.

“I have an idea!” Said Jungkook when everything was quiet, startling the cat and Jimin.

Yoongi smiled at their reactions, “It’s ok, kitten. You should go home now. I’m sure (Y/N) misses you very much.” His eyes gave a silver glow.

The cat meowed, surprised he knew the truth. Namjoon offered to walk her back to the princess, so he dusted off his shorts, threw on his robe, and held the beautiful cat in his arms.

“What’s your idea, Kookie?” the quiet man asked.

“Well, we all know we’re not getting with her,”

“YA!” Exclaimed Jin. “We haven’t even spent much time together. How do you know--”

Jungkook spoke up, “Why do you think that is?”

The oldest stayed silent at that and pouted. So the youngest explained a plan on how to get the two royals together. It would happen the day of the festival. It sounded like a good plan to the other princes. Jin was a bit downtrodden that the princess hadn’t gotten any one on one time with him, but he hadn’t really gotten the chance. He’d try to know her true feelings and from there decide if he’d be a part of Jungkook’s plan.

As Namjoon got closer to the palace, the black cat stayed close to his chest. She was adorable and the Prince thought about asking to keep her as Yoongi had done with the lion cub. Then the cat looked around and began to freak out as RapMon (affectionately called Mon-ie) ran up to his owner. The cat jumped out of his arms and ran as Monie barked and chased her into the Princess’s room!

“Mon-ie, NO!”

A strange flash of light came from the room, and Mon-ie ran out of the room and into his owner’s arms with his tail between his legs. Namjoon then worried for (Y/N) and ran into her room.

“Princess!” He called as he entered.

She looked at him. Princess Iset was there as well. The prince bowed, “Sorry for the intrusion, princesses. I just thought I saw...um. Did a cat come in here? I was trying to return her. Yoongi said she belonged to you, so I came from the beach, I mean river, to--”

“Yes, she ran out the window.” Iset replied, “She’s quite an outdoor cat. Can’t stay in one place for too long.”

She took a slight glance at you, and you blinked and looked around as if you had just returned to your own body, “Namjoon?”

“Yes, princess?”

“Please prepare something for tomorrow’s festival. I want you to show off your talents yourself instead of hearing about them from your friends.”

He blushed, “W-What would you like me to prepare?”

You looked at him, “Do whatever you think will win me over, Princey.”

The man bowed, “Yes, Princess. I do hope you feel better.” He then moved to leave, stopping mid turn. “Oh, right. Catnip.”

“What is it?”

The prince motioned to the plant in the windowsill that had cats swarming around it and soon lying down here and there.

“Cats really like it. The plant that I brought for you.”

“Oh…” You said, looking at the plant then back at him. “Thank you.”

He gave a flash of his dimples as he smiled, “You’re welcome, Princess.”

“I seem to be thanking you a lot.”

“Your presence is all the thanks I need.”

With that, the Korean prince left and closed the door behind him. Namjoon was worried. What could he do to impress the Princess in just over 24 hours? He went to the room that was prepared for his stay. Several cats had fallen asleep on his now relaxed white dog. At least they seemed to have figured each other out.

The prince stood on his balcony and looked out upon the scene before him. Sandy browns and tans that matched his golden skin helped to contrast the green of trees and blue of the ocean. Darker browns of people dressed in whites and gold popped out here and there. Namjoon wanted to write. He grabbed a notebook from his luggage and began writing, his hand struggling to keep up with his mind.

He wrote about Princess (Y/N). Her black twists like snakes around his heart. Snakes he loved, the tail of a cat. The ears as well, perking up to every creature. No. No. It was so messy. So unclear. It matched his mind. He was never good at showing his feelings towards those he was attracted to. Then again, it was a rare occasion. The last time he fell in love with Princess Wheein, and she was married off and sent away without him knowing.

They spoke through letters until she had her first child. That was years ago, but it still stung from time to time. Her sister was currently pursuing Taehyung, but everything had been put on hold for this trip, this chance to marry a foreign Princess. More beautiful than any of the words people had used to describe her.

Namjoon took a deep breath and remembered her in the market. That tattoo on her list. Remembered her at dinner that same night. He wasn’t sure why his heart hurt when he saw her conversing with his friends. Like when she and Taehyung were leaving to go on what he later found out what was a boat ride on the nearby river. It was for his little brother’s artistic inspiration. The deepthinking Prince recalled how his heart soared when, one by one the boys announced that she had only wanted friendship from them.

The word was on the tip of his tongue. The only logical explanation for his feelings. Love. But it couldn’t be. There was Wheein. There were all the girls at home and...he didn’t feel like this towards any of them. Not since he had seen (Y/N).

Before his eyes flashed the woman floating in the pool after she excused herself from dinner. She had seen so upset during the meal, so he was glad that she was smiling with her face towards the stars. His heart did a funny little tingle.

Prince Namjoon began to write once more.

Is this love Is this love Sometimes I know Sometimes I don’t The next line What should I write? So many words are circling me But I don’t like a single one I just feel it Like the moon always rising after the sun Like nails growing, like trees shedding their leaves When winter comes You’re the one To turn my recollections into memories Before I knew you My heart was only in linear motion

Yeah. That was a good start. It was the truth about his feelings. This was what he’d perform for the Princess at tomorrow’s festival.

[princesshumayrah786]

Rachel and Emily were the daughters of  Amanda they had lost their father in a tremendous accident.  Due to his death, they went from the middle class to broke.  He died 7 months ago. (and Amanda is expecting)

The girls wore broken socks and shoes. 

Their mother worked hard to let her beautiful daughters have something to eat at least twice a day. Even if she had to sacrifice or pretend that she had eaten already, but they never knew that she went. For days without food. 

Rachel is 7 and Emily  11 David unborn 

They have been bonding since their father passed on. 

For Amanda it was not the same although her daughters were in the same boat she had lost year's of spending her life with her beloved and now he has left her forever. 

Rachel and Emily we're jolly and very delightful girls. They attended a girls school for under privilege kids. 

One fine morning. 

They received a letter from their wealthy grand father & grand mother.

An aunt uncle and a two cousins. 

The letter was written neatly. 

Amanda read the letter to her beloved little angels. 

Amanda: alright have a seat girls I will read the letter any moment now. 

Rachel: I am so excited, I hope grandad misses us so much. 

Emily: well he will miss me the most in his favourite. 

Amanda: hush, he loves both equally. 

Let me read the story now. 

Amanda clearing her voice and she started reading 

Amanda: To Amanda Sullivan

I hope you are good by the grace of God. 

We would like to extend a hand and would be so thrilled having the girls residing with us, that is only if you are willing to send them. We have botwellearched for something in your criteria and hope that you would like working at the bakery. Down the road. And we would arrange our guest house for you, the girls can reside in the main mansion with us. 

Schooling is our main emphasis we don't want the girls going down the pit,  hope you understand you have experienced that. So you would know. 

Hope to hear from you shortly. 

Grace & Richard Ozborne 

Keep well. 

Goodbye. Until next time.

Amanda gave a great sigh. 

Rachel: mom would you be so such mother to send us away from you? 

Emily: well if it will benefit us in the future sure mom will send us away. 

Amanda: I haven't said a anything yet. 

And they want me there as well. 

I have to think about everything, before we make a decision.  Said Amanda. 

Very angry. 

Emily and Rachel then had a meeting one their own about their grandparents. 

In the mean while. 

Rachel : i would  love visiting but I will never go and live with them. No will do. .

Emily: well since I'm more intelligent than you , and granddad has always been my favourite person in the world. We both love nature and photography. 

Rachel: stop praising yourself. You building pride the exact same way as grandmother. 

Amanda was restless that night she dreamt. Her dead husband. Telling her to move to his parents. 

To her, The  dreams felt real. 

The next morning she packed all their belongings. One suitcase for each. 

Rachel: I don't believe this.mother!!! 

Amanda : yes daughter what's the matter? 

Emily: your daughter doesn't want to leave her hometown. She wants to live in poverty all her life. 

Rachel: how dare you? 

I havent said anything as such.

I will never go against my mothers words. You know that very well. 

Amanda : silence I am taking a big step. There's no turning back now. One's I have made up my mind I'm staying there. 

Emily: Good choice mum. 

Rachel just gave a big sigh. And said. 

Rachel: well. I am not going to fight with anyone about this. It is final when mother decides something we will do as she said. 

Arrival at the Mansion.

Rachel: This is really beautiful, but weird. 

Emily: stop being so negative we are definitely going to enjoy it here. 

Grandfather: Good morning  . my grand daughters. I am glad you have decided to come and live with me. 

Grandmother. Well well well. . come on now Amanda take in you're luggage. 

Richard:  Good morning Amanda I am glad you came back. I have been waiting for  you and the kids for so long. 

Amanda: Do not tire yourself Father, we are here to live with you. I hope we haven't cause you any inconvenience?

Richard: Never! I love having the kids around. 

Grace: Amanda let me show you,  their rooms, and yours. 

Amanda had a tear flowing from her rosy cheeks.  She had just seen her late husbands brother. He was the split image of his brother. 

Then Sam made it towards her and whispered in her ear. 

Sam: My wife ain't happy to see you but I have no objection I love the girls. And I am pleased to have you all with us. 

Nathaniel: oh my word. Look who the car dragged in. Wait until my sister sees this. 

Sam: Nathaniel!. That's no way to speak to your cousins.  Go to the study  room and complete your task. 

Nathaniel: ugh. Yes father I am going. 

Hazel: Hi there cousins. My word I can't believe you both so grown. 

Emily: excuse me. We're the exact same age. Don't tell me you think you're older. 

Rachel: Emily! Come on let's go to our room. 

Hazel hated Emily. And Rachel they were really beautiful just like their mother. 

No wonder their father were so head over hills, his daughters were really earth angels. 

Richard: Emily. How's your education? 

Emily: Grandad we Havent been in school since dad had passed on.

We're 

 Amanda didn't want Emily uttering anything about their finances. So she interrupted them.

Amanda: Emily come on now,  help me with the kitchen.  

Emily: yes ma'am. 

Grace:Amanda! My word no my granddaughter will not be placing a hand or a fingernail in the kitchen, this is why I have assigned maids. Come on Emily let me show you your modern cabinet. 

Sam: Amanda come on and have some tea with me and my wife on the deck. I'm sure you in need of  a break. 

Emily : grandmother I love the wardrobe it's so fashionable. 

Grace: I guess I did good. Didn't I?

Emily: grandmother did well. You're the best. 

Emily didn't know how to ask about her mothers side of the family. Her grandmother knew she had something on her mind.

Emily: grandmother could I perhaps ask ma'am a  question?

[lilragekitten]

Lol, I’m already so over this holiday season. SO MUCH under the cut oops.

Last night I had a guest check in (well, I didn’t my co-worker did) and the credit card was declined. Grandma was supposed to pay but there wasn’t enough to do the security deposit for the four nights stay, not even for one night. 

(I don’t know about you, but every single hotel I’ve ever been too, I’ve needed A) a credit card (in my name unless someone else was paying and then they had to email/fax over a permission form with all the details) and B) enough funds plus extra (anywhere from 15$-600$ extra one memorable occasion) to cover my ass and the hotels ass.)

Coworker gets in touch with Gma and she says there’s only a 500$ limit on the card and that they can come by later. Guest at counter were tired after a 7 hour drive, so they’re let into the room to nap (as the wife said she was going to do.) At 4pm, Gma comes in with Gpa and his CC. I ask if we’d be able to run for the four nights or are we just doing one, as the guests have said that they’d pay for the remainder of the stay, not a problem, they just don’t have a CC. Gpa says that no, there’s not enough there but we can do one nights worth. I ask if this card can be used to PAY for the one night I’m doing a hold with and he says sure. I asked TWICE bc they... did not seem to understand. 

(what’s super hilarious is that I’ve spoken to Gma on the phone about this reservation like two weeks ago confirming we need a valid credit card at check in to do a hold on it and she said okay.)

I explained as simply as I could “Your credit card is not being charged at the moment, it’s a hold on it for the 190$ which is for tonight’s stay. At check out, in four days, then we will process it as a payment for 187.57$ and that’s when you will be charged” “Oh okay... Can I get a receipt now?” “No... because I haven’t charged you anything so I do not have a receipt to give you. I will after check out, when it’s been paid for.” “Okay but I wont be here, I need a receipt” “We can email you the bill once your family leaves in four days, and your card has been charged then.” “......” He stood there staring at me legit HOLDING OUT HIS HAND. “But how will I know what you charge me?” So I gave him a business card, wrote 187.57$ on it and said. “At check out, this is the amount your card will be charged. You won’t be charged until they leave though. Do you understand?” And he stared at me some more, another guest off to the side look confused and amused, and He asked one more time for a copy of the receipt. 

I sighed heavily and laughed tiredly. Because I couldn’t NOT anymore. “ I don’t have a receipt TO GIVE YOU because you HAVENT PAID FOR ANYTHING yet.” and I turned to help the next guest. I thought that was the end of it.

Oh No.

At 440pm, I get this woman stomping up to the desk. I do not know this lady, I haven’t seen nor spoken to her. “Hi can I help you?”

And Good Lord. 

“YA YOU CAN HELP ME BY GETTING YOUR DAMN STAFF STRAIGHTENED OUT. I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS. I CALLED A MONTH AGO ABOUT THESE RESERVATIONS AND I WAS TOLD I NEEDED A CREDIT CARD BUT I DIDNT HAVE ONE SO IT WOULD BE OKAY FOR GRANDMA TO COME IN AND PAY FOR THE ROOM AND NOW YOUR STAFF IS CHANGING UP ALL THE RULES?”

“....Um, can I ask who you are?” (because it’s better to have confirmation before assuming, omg, it is not good to assume anything)

“YOU KNOW WHO I AM. I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS, GRANDMA CALLED AN WOKE ME UP IVE BEEN SLEEPING WITH THE BABY AND NOW I HAVE THIS TO DEAL WITH I WA SIN A CAR FOR SEVEN HOURS AND I CAN’T BELIEVE I HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS BECAUSE YOUR STAFF CAN’T DO THEIR JOBS”

“okaym but may I know your name ma’am?

“OH YOU’RE GONNA LEARN MY NAME YOU’RE ALL GONNA KNOW MY NAME I CANT BELIEVE THIS. YOU’RE CHARGING THEM 500$ FOR THE ROOM WHEN I WAS TOLD ALL YOU NEEDED WAS ASECURITY DEPOSIT AND-”

“What room are you in ma’am?”

“yOU DAMN WELL KNOW AND NOW YOU’RE CHARGING THEM 500$ WHEN THAT’S THE LIMIT ON THEIR CARD AND THEIR ALL UPSET-”

“Are you XXXXX in -” (I asked bc I was getting tired of being screamed at. She wasn’t just raising her voice, it was a high pitched shrill of ‘I wanna speak to your manager’ except there is no manager, only JennerJen and I am Tired and you’re causing a scene Brenda (not her real name)

“YES IM xxxx IN ROOM xxx!! AS YOU DAMN WELL KNOW AND I-”

“Ma’am, I’m not the girl that served you earlier, can I explain what I actually have done?”

“Oh.” Yeah... she stopped.. and stared at me. (later on she admitted we all looked alike, dressing the same (uniform) despite my like 6 or so inches on my coworker, my brown hair vs her red, my glasses and her not... BUT ANYWAYS)

“Yes. Sorry for the confusion, your family members didn’t really seem to understand what I was doing. I did take a security deposit, but only one night, as you can see here *showed her the transcript* for 190$. I told them that you and your husband would need to come to the desk to pay for the remainder, that is what you had said to my coworker, yes?”

“Yeah that’s right. Grandma called saying you had taken all her money and that we needed to pay on top of that.”

“Grandma was wrong.”

“Oh. Okay well they should be here soon to give the card-”

“They were aleady here, about an hour ago.”

“But she JUST called me and woke me up? Is she coming back?”

“I don;t know, I don’t need her to, but I do need YOU guys to pay for the room for your stay.”

“Oh yeah no, that’s not a problem! I completely understand, I just don’t get why she says she’s coming back then? Man, what the Hell?”

“What the Hell for sure. Sorry, I tried explaining it as simply as I could, and I didn’t want to bother you.”

“Oh yeah no for sure, I would’ve lost it” -starts laughing

“I hope you gave Grandma shit for waking you up”

“Yep”. 

She became my best friend for next fifteen mins, talking about getting drunk at Hanson and kicked out, how when both of us travel we prefer not having housekeeping usually,*This is Important* etc and then her hubby came in.

“What is up with your mother? Why did she call me? You guys made me yell at this girl?”

“Why did you yell at her?” *Me secretly going YES WHY?!?!?*

So they go off, come back to pay a little while later and I ask hubby, ‘Hey earlier we were chatting and your partner mentioned she normally doen’t like housekeeping, is that right? You don’t want service tomorrow? (Today- day after they checked in-Guests were to have service normally, but the night of 24/25/26th they get a rate of 100$ because there will be no staff in. (between 1/3-1/2 the rate off) He says, “Nah, I think we’ll take it, when do they usually come?” “Anytime between 8-4pm” okay let you know”

Well.

My girls finished at about 425. Theses guests came back at same time. The girls were just finishing rooms, and ended up clocking out when Hubby came to desk asking about service. I apologised and said that his room wouldn’t be getting done, but what did he need, I could go do it. He asked for towels. I brought towels. I see Wife in breakfast room feeding baby I ask if she needs anything else, she says “Oh god no, we’re fine, don’t worry, but maybe something for the diapers? I don’t want the room to smell” So I said I can go collect the garbage. “Oh no! That’s okay, is there like a bin or something?” I point to the big garbage shed outside but I tell her that she doesn’t need to do that. I can provide several garbage bags, put the diapers in them, tie it off, put it in hallway and then call the front desk so we can throw them out. She perks up “omg that’s perfect thank you so much.” 

So I go to room, drop off bags, inform hubby of ‘the plan’ and ask if there’s anything else. he says no. Comes to desk like five mins later all pissy. “So let me get this straight, there’s no housekeeping tomorrow or the next night for the discounted rate, but I had to pay full charge for today and I still don’t get any service?” I apologised and said that I had spoken to his wife and went with her decision and he’s like “NO I Specifically requested it last night here” (Yeah.. um no you said you’d let us know and then didn’t??? also your wife is a scary bitch and I don’t want to upset her again okay???) “We won’t be staying the final night now.” (they had only paid for the first three after anyways, and declined using Gpa’s CC to actually pay for the room)

I am Just So Tired. And I still get to see them tomorrow night. 

I also went to high school with the husband. LOL. Ugh. 

[bloojayoolie]

Comfortable, Fail, and Fake: hey!! hope you dont mind me messaging you about this, but i actually just started an online business, and im looking for help to get the word out!! I was wondering if you would mine putting up a post that i will send you, and in exchange I can enter you into our teams monthly giveaway for a $1000 vacation voucher, or $1000 cash! (winner chooses!) would you like to do that!? oh, hi there. last time we spoke was like 7 years ago, so I dont think I would be comfortable doing that. good luck though. No problem thanks hun : whats the name of your business? It works. it works.com My store is works.com works.com It works is an MLM, its basically a pyramid scheme. You should be careful, the statistics of MLMS is like a 2% success rate. More people end up in debt than making money. I know it sounds good at first, but its not. I was part of an MLM, I get it. I'd suggest getting out now while you havent spent too much money. Okay thanks http:://http://bit.ly/2KBhiCC Review-It-Works-Global-RVW14986048.htm It Works! Global This is a scam and pyramid scheme None. Things present themselves as Works "pros" up front but they are not in th... glassdoor.co.uk I'm only in it for 2 days and have made sales so idk I may try it for this month and see Making sales is easy at first, but the business isn't about making sales, it's about recruiting people to help you, recruiting people under you. People like me, who you haven't spoken to in 7 years. Your manager/s told you to contact everyone, right? Friends, family, and people you know, they probably toted it as 'not a cold calling business'. It wont just affect you, it will affect your relationships and personal life. It's honestly not worth it. I got into a car accident on the way to a convention for the MLM I used to work for, and they told me should still go anyway. Read some of the articles people have written, watch videos online of people who have worked for It Works and other MLMS. It's not a nice environment, it's all fake, and it's cultish.I just wanted to warn you. I've seen both sides my husband told me try it maybe I'll be successful I have signed 2 distributors so I'm not sure I understand that people may seem to be successful, but that's the whole point, no one is supposed to admit that they are struggling with the business, it's all about the image, about selling the lifestyle. If people openly admit how badly in debt they are, how few sales they are making, the whole thing breaks apart. I know the rush of excitement making sales, making your first big sale is exciting, and getting people signed on with you seems productive but just go and read those articles, watch the videos, read the stories of how peoples lives have literally been ruined by MLMS like It Works. It's a pyramid scheme but it gets away with it by calling itself a multi level marketing business. The best and really only way is to get people working for your name, working under you. I know the job market sucks, I'd be happy to help you with a CV, and even provide a reference if you needed one, but It Works is a dangerous thing to just try out. 98% percent of people not only fail, but end up in debt because of MLM work. Imma just take my first check and walk lol I got a new job anyways I'm glad to hear it. I wish I would have known this last night lol l'd kept my 100$ But oh well I'd rather 100 the. More So what happens if I dont aute reorder and stuff does my account just close or whY Fuxk I'm having people block me too Like I said, relationships will be affected. People will block you, lot of people already know about It Works and what they are/do Ugh Yeah they don't tell you about that part. I remember when I worked for CutCo (the MLM that hired me straight out of highschool) I totally destroyed my relationship with one of my cousins trying to sell her knives. Not that she was a great person to begin with, but still. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know. Hopefully you can get out as quickly as you can. Imma delete the charge hopefully Good luck. I was thankfully able to convince an old acquaintance to quit It Works tonight

[apirateandaprincess]

So im gonna give scene analysis a go because i havent loved an episode this much all season.

So here it goes.

Killian quite literally running down hill. Such a good representation of his arc. We got so much angst and this episode is going to be the come down to all of it. The settling. 

And just like his past created the the beginning of the climb to this story/arc, it’s interesting that in the scene where he is going downhill it is literally because he’s being chased by what could be seen as symbols of his past. Who he was in the past. (Referring to the lost boys).

Lol I love the whole buried Rum line. Very Captain Jack Sparrow-esque

I got someone waiting for me at home. The show IS NOT ACCIDENTALLY THROWING OUT THIS TERM A LOT. It’s done with absolute intention. 

I don’t know if we will ever get real backstory on Killian and Tiger Lily but his little smirk he has upon saying her name and the era of confidence has me thinking it isn’t anywhere near as bad as everyone speculated.

Ah and there’s Captain Floor again. I gotta say they really do love messing with this man’s neck.

Nice reference to the fact that Hook is family.

I also dig Charming saying that this is REGINA’S curse. He didn’t differentiate in this moment.

Ugh the Snowing theme song always chokes me up. I love that there Love is enough to snap her out of this. Always a sucker for TL moments.

IT still makes me so giddy that these are real life husband and wife being all romantic on my screen.

Okay BF is stunning. Like damn.

I laugh at the idea that had Charming not said Emma’s name Rumple could still be living mindlessly in the 21st century Storybrooke Regina made. 

Ahh Charms saying “I know Hook is out there doing the same for you,” is so important because she needed to hear it and I think Charms knew that. You can see the instant relief in her face as she embraces him. I think it both calmed her and it also solidified that he wasn’t as mad anymore as maybe she was worried he was.

“Skull Rock” nice throw back to the animated version!

Killian’s anger and desperate need at having to get back to Emma, the woman he loves, will always get me in the feels.

I love that fate comes into play when it means creating the chance to save someone you love. There is so many great moments around this idea, this episode. We have Snowing later sacrificing themselves so Emma can get Killian. Which by fates hands will connect her with the weapon she needs to stop the BF. We also see this same fate come into play when Killian ends up in Neverland with the woman (tiger lily) who has the needed weapon. It’s all connected my friends. 

20:1, “well I feel sorry for those lads, they don’t stand a chance.” Ah that pirate swag. 

I love that the FB all share some significance to season 1. I mean the scene where Regina sends Archie and Pongo to the mines is very reminiscent of season 1. It makes you wonder how much of these moments influenced those moments.

The field of flowers. Hmm well if Regina’s curse and season 1 evilness = 1 found pink flower. And now we’re seeing hundreds. She must really be a big big bad huh?

“NO mother should have to watch their child die,” hmm me thinks someone with a mom on the show might experience just that. SPOILER: my thoughts are Emma but I think she’ll be brought back. 

Killian Jones the host of all current hope speeches.

And there he goes again, risking himself to ensure his TL get’s what she needs to live. 

A single flower. A symbol that there is always hope. There is always something there that will get you through.

Okay so the scene with Snowing and young emma is really heart breaking. To me it’s not just a conversation of right vs. wrong. But a moment of just decision making. A hard one. And that’s why it was so important to have both sides of it. One side represented by Charms the other by Snow. It was the same conversation the audience would be having. So it fit well. But this scene was also meant to contrast what is coming next. It was also really nice to see that second chances run in romances. Ayyyee. That rhymed. But seriously Snowing and Captain Swan really do parallel the crap out of each other. The second good byes, the second reunions. Sometimes things happen more than once before they stick. 

And his fricken shadow caressed her face and im dead on the floor. I love that it kind of parallels the scene where Charms touched Snows hand and it was enough to just catapult a shift in emotion. 

And here we have the scene the FB’s were built for. One of them at least. Snow giving Emma the potion to bring back her love. TO have that happiness. To not have to wait. To do something for herself. EVERYTHING in contrast to what was done when they saw her through that door earlier, comes down to this moment. Snow is making the other choice. And it will pay off.

My understanding of that potion by the way, is that the one seeking their true love has to use it. So Im under the impression that everyone who will be mad at Emma for using it cant really be mad anyways? Because Snow has already passed out before she has a chance to use it. 

Also can we talk about how Snow knows that to win this battle. To fight this big fight, Killian has to be there. He’s part of what matters most to her and without that she wont be at her strongest. In a way Snow is once again doing what’s right by the people. She’s not only giving her daughter a chance but by letting her get Killian back and allowing her to have that person by her side for that fight, she is also potentially saving the town. 

Everything was just so perfect in that second that he saw her face. He was both scared and surprised and relieved at the same time that he saw her. And then not a second later he is warning Tiger Lily to run and again thinking about those other than himself. Here comes the full circle arc guys. I can feel it. 

Tiger Lily’s little happy smirk makes me happy. 

ALSO can we talk about how the last time they were in Neverland together everything was different. He felt like an orphan and had no family. Emma felt like an orphan. She was running away from him. He was declaring that he would one day win her heart because she’d WANT HIM. And now we have them both, with their families and each other, no where near alone and he has won her heart and she is running towards him and not only does she WANT HIM SHE AGREES TO SPEND ETERNITY WITH HIM BECAUSE SHE NEEDS HIM. THEY NEED EACH OTHER!! *loud screaching*

.2 seconds. Count with me. .2 seconds until Killian apologizes and gets right back to where he left off. This is so vital. So important. He’s tired of waiting. He wants to be different and he knows he is. He doesn’t want to waste time thinking about himself. He wants to get that truth of his and that apology out there because that’s what he’s been dying to say to her this entire time. Redemption arc! Redemption arc! You can even see Emma in my mind, taken a bit by surprise. He’s hurting and he doesn’t care. He needs to talk to her and clear the air. This is a clear showcasing of what he’s learned and what he finds important and Emma sees that.

He also owns up to the fact that he considered running away. He owns it. He didn’t have to but he did.

 The change off is so so good here. Emma’s line of “lets go get you cleaned off” showing where her concern in this moment lies. On his wellbeing. On his feeling whole. And his reluctance because he needs her to know that he loves her. That he wants to marry her. That she will never ever ever be alone and need to worry about him leaving ever again because he will always be with her by her side. (His concerns lying on her wellbeing, and her feeling whole).

Second proposal. SECOND FRICKING PROPOSAL. AND IM UGLY CRYING. DEAD AND ALIVE AT THE SAME TIME. My god. The single tear. The fact that they both had a chance to now ask each other. 

They’re both so vulnerable and delicate and AWARE of the stakes of life here. And it just guts me in the best kind of way. 

MARK MY MAN. THAT MUSIC THOOOOOOOOO AH.

And again .2 seconds later he wants to know where her parents are because homeboy is not playing. He’s not messing things up this time. He knows who is important to him and how keeping them means being honest with them and he needs to talk to his bro before anything else. And make sure that the full truth is out there and that he is 100 percent the man he needs and wants and knows he can be and REDEMPTION ARC! REDEMPTION ARC!

Ah holding hands while walking to Emma’s parents. 

.2 seconds my friends. This is what i’m talking about the closing of a redemption arc. He is wasting no time owning up to everything, making amends for everything. Not only is Killian a vital part in breaking the curse. But he is the first step in making it happen. He is using his ACTIONS in CURRENT TIME to make amends for his ACTIONS of the PAST. All this is on purpose and it’s what makes this such a good redemption arc. I mean seriously who does a redemption arc better than Killian mother f’n Jones. 

I loved Killian and Emma’s little smile at Leroy. Especially sense they have a spotted past with him haha.

Idk why that little look on Emma and Killian’s face gets me. The one right after Granny takes a sip. It’s like Emma is seeing what he waiting until she was 28 to find her parents really did. It brought these people together. It made this group. These friendships. It was worth something. And Killian is just looking like he is desperately waiting for his bro to resurface. He needs the chance to Look David in the face and own what he did and make sure he knows that he is sorry. 

^^ Point: Colin and Jen are fantastic fricken actors. I will follow their careers until i’m probs dead.

I love the whole Season 1 feeling of Snow waking up, only now they are next to each other. Im a sucka for some parallels. 

And here’s another contrast point to the FB. This moment. Where they wake up and see what everyone has done for them is to show Snowing and the audience that when you help others they will return the favor. It won’t go unnoticed. 

Emma and Killian look so regal laying there haha.

Also David rushing to his daughter has my eyes rushing with tears ya feel.

Anyone else get a little father daughter feeling when Emma woke up at Charms touch. I could imagine him waking her up for school in the morning as a little girl when I watched this.

And CHARMS HAND REACHES TO HELP KILLIAN UP AND IM DEAD. IM ABSOLUTELY DEAD. Like the symbolism. Killian is still down because Charming needs to know how he feels. How he’s sorry. And now Charming is lifting him up and they are eye to eye and here it comes. The man who he inadvertently hurt is the man helping him to his feet. Coming to his hand and his rescue. And Killian is given the chance to finally say what needs to be said and HE TAKES IT. OF COURSE HE DOES. 

Can I also holla at the parallel shot (like literally parallel) of Emma and Snow looking at each other right next to Killian and David looking at each other. The newly engaged and the parents. In an actual parallel. I mean can you scream symbolism because I can “SYMBOLISMMM!”

Can I also point out that Killian is still scared. It’s not going to hinder him from being the good man we know he is. But he is scared. He tells David that he guesses “Emma didn’t tell [him his] secret.” And this line doesn’t have anything to do with Emma it has to do with Killian thinking there is no way Charms would help him to his feet and ensure his safety if he knew. Because how could he be forgiven so fast. How could something he was so ashamed of and so terrified of acknowledging and scared of knowing yet alone saying be forgiven. This is the bow on the top of a very important package. 

I love everything about this scene. Charming saying that Hook is a changed man. Ensuring not only him but the audience. Charming had a lesson this episode about the past. He knows that once was is far away from what now is. And the way he looks at Emma as he says Hook has changed. Ensuring his daughter that all is well. That he is still supporting their marriage and love and happiness and Emma’s knowing look. That look that says “these are my parents and I love them. I love who they are.” Is the best. And i’m in tears again.

“No matter what she does you will not face her alone.” This is so important. Because let’s be honest. Of course Emma is scared of the battle. But what has always scared her more than some big bad has been who will be there by her side when this darkness comes (Whether its the darkness of being an orphan or a literal dark one). Emma has her family. She has come full circle too. She isn’t alone and never will be again. 

AH Gideon kept a flower alive. You go my dude.

Can we also talk about the contrast in family dynamics. Rumples whole family is a mixture of people chosing to love each other and being forced to obey each other in some weird representation of false love. Meanwhile the charms-mills-swan-jones/town is having one big huge family moment. In which people are actively choosing, with their hearts, to be a part of this family that was built out of love and respect and forgiveness and sacrifice. They contrasts are on purpose. And it’s glorious.

Honestly this episode was so good. This is long because I had many feelings. Sorry not sorry. haha. 

Im ded.

[what-the-pyaar]

Ishqbaat | February 4, 2016

*this is the last individual ishqbaat post!!! From now on there will be weekly recaps/reactions posted on sundays!!! Promo- This is just SO wild Like idk how i could've done this scene without laughing Awww shivaay! Show- Me and pinky just made the same face Ok. Idk why dadi hasnt stepped up and told everyone to stfu I mean....he did force annika...to marry...him...sooooo That! Is annika's phone. How interesting and not at ALL expected (jk of course they pinned it on annika) UGH. everytime pinky opens her mouth, thats all i feel. UGH. As if you really raised you children at all tej... OH MY GOSH! HEY SHAKTI! HOW YA DOING?! havent seen ya in so long man! finally pinky's happy with her husband UGH ha same tej UGH DADI. COME ON MAN. STEP UP. SAY SOMETHING. ok im cool with shivaay defending her too That made me all happy and giggly shivaay saying he trusts annika fully. FINALLY. i dont think that was the best spot for o jaana. But i do love o jaana... Wow. Tej is the WORST WILD THIS IS WILD Even svetlana and tia are like "this is fucking insane man, and we're witches!" Janvi has some intense pain tolerance if she was able to run at all while ON FIRE I wish om had gotten to janvi first/doused the fire. Not shivaay Omg. Priyanka?!?! Where tf did you come from??? How are you doing??? How's the acp??? Will these writers EVER finish the plots they write??? Why TF is janvi not in a hospital rn?! Idk dadi. Idk man. That was a terrible transition God. Can you stop blaming everyone else for your problems tej??? Its such a disgusting characteristic right. Because janvi was the one who had a mistress and forced you to stay at home when you had goals aside from just being a mom (not that theres anything wrong with being a homemaker! Its an incredibly grueling and emotional task and i respect anyone who can handle it! Seriously!) Oh my god. Tej is such a fucker. He can't even show remorse after his (ex) wife tried to kill herself! How tf does janvi love him at all? Like seriously tej just looks annoyed. He's pissing me off so much. Someone let me kill tej. He's literally one of the most misogynistic, genuinely terrible characters I've ever come in contact with. Just watching scenes with him gives me michmichi Wow om's hair used to look so much better. I wish they didn't curl it as much in the front Kya dialouge tha yaar Oh fuck. OH MY GOD. NOW OM'S DIALOUGES IN THE DOL BOLE OBEROI PROMO MAKE SENSE! IT ALL CONNECTS! EVERYTHING MAKES SENSE NOW! I WAS WONDERING WHY OM WOULD'VE SAID SOMETHING LIKE THAT! BUT NOW IT ALL MAKES SENSE! OF COURSE HE DOESN'T BELIEVE IN LOVE ANYMORE! AFTER EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED BETWEEN HIS MOM AND DAD AND HOW MUCH THAT AFFECTED HIM! IT. MAKES. SENSE. Pinky is gonna blame it on annika of course. Yep. Pinky's completely forgotten how many times annika's saved shivaay's life What is this emotional blackmail shit?! Ridiculous. Tia's literally just like "im out. This shit is boring me now." Feb 6 Promo- Ahahaha Oh.

[brittsroom28-blog]

SURPRISE!

TAGGING: Finn Hudson, Jenny Hudson, Brittany S. Pierce

LOCATION: Brittany’s Dance Studio

NOTES: Finn and Jenny come by the dance studio to surprise Brittany with some flowers and questions.

Brittany 's new studio was going well. She had fixed up the place more and sure it was exhausting, but it was worth it for her family. It brought in plenty of money for them since it was about the only dance studio in Lima worth even looking at. She taught the most advanced classes and one for the little ones since she couldn't help it. A picture of Jenny and Finn sat on her desk at the front. She sat down and hummed softly as she looked over a couple payments and easily was making calculations. Math technically was her best subject back in school.

Finn bundled Jenny in her coat, slipped her hat on and grabbed her hand. He was looking forward to showing up at Brittany's work, since they had been wanted to do so since they gotten together. "You ready to go angel?" He asked as he glanced down at her with a smile.

Brittany sat at the desk and stretched as she waited for her next class. She smiled at each little girl and boy who came in for ballet, making sure their parents signed in. "Alright everyone, follow me." She said and headed to the back studio room. She started their warm-ups and then began the dance, giggling as they twirled and had fun.

Finn grabbed her hand after she nodded and headed to their car. He picked her up, put her in the warm car and slipped into the driver's side. After a few minutes, he pulled into the parking lot and grabbed the flowers before he grabbed Jenny's hand after she gotten out of the car. "Mommy!" She said as she glanced up at Finn with a grin and nodded before they headed in.

Brittany checked the time and saw the class was ending. She did one final dance with them before dismissing them and looked around in the empty room. She put on her own music, began dancing on her own as a smile crept up on her face. The girl at the desk looked over at the tall man and little girl with him, recognizing them from Brittany's many pictures. "She's still in the last studio. I'm guessing you guys are surprising her?"

Finn "Great, thank you. Yeah, we're surprising her since Jenny has been wanting to show her what she's been doing whenever she's here." Finn grinned as Jenny nodded before she ran into the last studio and had Finn right behind her. "Okay, we gotta wait until she's done dancing, alright?" She nodded before she glanced up at her father and gave him a smile. "And, we'll ask her about having a baby brother a bit later okay?" She nodded again, hugged him and signaled him to lift her up.

Brittany The girl checked the schedule and smiled at them when she looked up. "You guys can go ahead. She's probably just cleaning up or having fun." She said and led them to the backroom. She left them there and headed back to her spot. Brittany continued dancing and paused for a moment and paced the room, happily humming along to the song.

Finn thanked the girl and opened up the door slightly. "MOMMY!" Jenny screamed at the top of her lungs and Finn walked behind her with a grin plastered on his face while having the bouquet of flowers behind him. "Hi beautiful."

Brittany jumped slightly but smiled wide when she recognized the scream. "Oh my goodness!" She laughed while bending down and picking Jenny up, spinning her around. "Hi my love!" She said and kissed all over her face. "And hi to you to, handsome," She said while kissing him softly for a moment. "What are you guys doing here? This is like the best surprise ever,"

Finn heard Jenny's giggles when she spun her around and kissed her face. He pulled out his camera, took a quick shot and grinned as he looked at it. "Hi beautiful." He returned the soft kiss as he cupped her cheek with one of his hands and placed his hand on her lower back. "We're here because we wanted to see you in action and do something for you."

Brittany blushed at Finn's compliment like always. She smiled up at him and raised an eyebrow. "That's so nice of you guys." She said and gently set Jenny down on the floor. The music continued to play as she pecked Finn's lips once more. "I'm happy you guys came. It's been a slow day. Now I can just head home with you two." She smiled while stretching a bit.

Finn returned the peck and smiled as he looked down at her and saw her raised an eyebrow. "Well, what can I say? We love watching you doing something you love." He nodded as he presented the flowers to her and grinned a bit. "Yeah and these are for you baby." Jenny started to spin in circles like her mother had done once in a while and giggled before she gotten into the ballerina stance.

Brittany smiled widely as she saw the flowers and hugged him while taking them in her hand. "Thank you honey," she said and pecked his lips over and over again. She looked back to see Jenny spinning around, giggling as she turned up the music and held her hand as she dancing with her after gently setting the flowers aside. "Is that all you guys came to do?"

Finn grinned as he matched hers as he returned the hug. "You're welcome baby." He replied as he returned the peck over and over again. He shook his head as they danced, sat on the table. "We're taking you out for lunch and then you and I are going to have a romantic weekend. My parents are gonna come down and pick up Jenny, so that way it gives the babysitter some time off and they havent seen her in months."

Brittany raised her eyebrows as she heard him, smiling big as he mentioned a romantic weekend together. Now that sounded like a fun thing to do. "Yeah? You gonna be okay with mom and dad gone for a bit?" She questioned her daughter while she looked down at her. "That does sound amazing though. I wouldn't mind showing myself off to you." She smirked up at him with a wink. Lately she was in the best mood possible. She was head of the studio and was a mom to the perfect daughter, and engaged to the best man she could possibly meet.

Finn Jenny nodded with a bright smile. "Yep! Im going to be more than okay." She said as she looked up at her mother and glanced at her father. "Good, because I wanna do the same for you." He smirked as he returned the wink and gotten up, pecked her lips softly. "don't worry about getting out bed, I have everything covered." He husked into her ear quietly after Jenny looked away. He loved the fact that everything is starting to look up for them and he was glad.

Brittany smiled down at Jenny and giggled lightly. "Okay, as long as you're sure, baby." She let her know. She saw Jenny go closer to the mirror as Finn came to her. Brittany blushed as she bit her bottom lip. "Ugh," she mumbled while looking at him. Her legs feeling weak and making her body tingle was something only he could do expertly. "I, can't wait."

Finn smirked when he saw her bit her bottom lip and blush. "Good, because we can have a preview of what's going to happen if you'd like." He looked at their daughter, dipped his head and kissed along her spot on her neck as he placed his hands on her hips. "I can't wait either."

Brittany closed her eyes as she felt the kisses on her spot, her center getting worked up as she let him. "I never mind a preview," she whispered while glancing over at Jenny. "You know..it'd be kinda hot to, have sex in my office," she murmured as she ran her fingers through his hair.

Finn shook his head and glanced at Jenny before he glanced at her. "Fuck baby, what are we gonna do about our daughter though?" He murmured against her skin, kissed the small hickey she had made..

Brittany giggled quietly as she heard him and checked the time. "We can let her explore the play room or join another class?" She suggested while feeling him kiss her hickey, blushing at how good it felt to be spoiled by him like this.

Finn chuckled softly when he heard her and nodded. "She can join another class, I was going to ask you about that." He whispered as he looked at her and placed his hand on her lower back.

Brittany smiled at him and pecked his lips before looking over at Jenny. "Hey baby," She said and rubbed Finn's upper back. "Do you wanna take classes here? You can take them with me when I come or with a different teacher." She suggested. "It can be any kind of dance you want."

Finn returned the peck and felt her rubbed his upper back. Jenny started to hum as she thought, knowing that she wanted to take classes from her mother. "Can I take them with you and another dance class? Please?" She smiled as she looked at her parents. "What do you say B?"

Brittany smiled at her and nodded. "Of course, baby." She said and leaned down to kiss her forehead. "How about next week we get you started?" She asked while raising an eyebrow.

Finn Jenny nodded as she agreed with a smile. "Sounds good to me." She replied as she glanced between her parents and opened up her arms for them both.

Brittany laughed lightly and hugged her tight. "Follow me then," she said and turned the music off. She walked them down the left hall, getting to one of the active dance classes and opened the door. The little girls were all around Jenny's age, turning around to look at her. "Guys, this is Jenny. She's my daughter and this is Finn, my husband." She introduced them as they all smiled wide and happily walked over to Jenny. "I like your hair," One of them told her. "That's a cool dress," Another one said enthusiastically. The teacher came over to Finn with a smile. "So you're the 'Prince', huh?" She asked, Brittany blushing as she giggled softly.

Finn returned the hug and held onto Jenny's hand as they walked down towards the class. He glanced down at Jenny as she let go of his hand and smiled up at her father. She glanced back ahead and waved as well. "Thank you." She said with a small smile, still feeling a bit nervous and glanced down at the dress that her father had picked out. "Thank you! My dad picked it out for me this morning." Finn couldnt stop grinning, wrapped an arm around Britt and pressed a kiss against her head before he looked at the teacher. "Prince? Yep, that's me."

Brittany giggled as Jenny told them about her outfit. "Wait, did you just say husband?" The teacher asked as Brittany part her lips a bit, glancing at Finn and shook her head. "No, I mean, maybe? But we're not, we're engaged." She said and laughed nervously, hoping Finn didn't take that as anything else. "Oh. Still, that ring you got on there, wow." She told the couple with a smile. A little girl waved Jenny over to come join them near the mirror. "Your parents are tall!" She told her with a small giggle as they sat down for a break. "Why don't you guys have your snacks?" The teacher called out to them as they got their bags and each girl offered snacks to Jenny.

Finn grinned when he heard Brittany backtrack a bit. "Yeah, we're engaged more than married..Yet." He replied with a grin, rubbed her back and glanced down at her slightly. Jenny glanced back at her parents, saw her dad's encouraging smile and headed towards the little girl. "They are! My dad is almost tall as a tree!" She replied with a giggle and felt her stomach dropped a bit when she realized that she didnt have any snacks with her and Finn sensed it too. He was about to say something until each girl offered snacks to Jenny. She glanced at each girl, smiled again and thanked them then sent her parents a smile before she ate one of the snacks. "So, since Jenny's Brittany's daughter, it won't cost us a leg to put her through classes, right?"

Brittany smiled up at Finn when he mentioned getting married. She didn't mind the wait. She knew things were going smoothly and the wait didn't worry her. "Of course not. She's in charge of us so whatever she says, goes." The teacher mentioned as Brittany smiled, leaning her head against Finn. "Is it alright if we leave Jenny here with you for a few minutes?" She asked, watching as the little girl sat beside her, continuously sharing their food. "Yeah, of course. Come get her when you guys are ready." She told them before walking over to the group. Brittany smirked up at Finn and held in a giggle.

Finn nodded, relieved at that and felt her head against him. "Okay, awesome." He replied and smiled, knowing that she's finally hanging out with kids her own age and making friends. "Great, thank you." He waved at Jenny, who looked at her parents and smiled with a mouth full of food. She realized what she was doing, covered up her mouth and waved at them with one hand. "Lets go." He took Brittany's hand with a smirk, headed towards her office and made sure no one was around.

Brittany felt his hand on her mouth as she couldn't stop smirking. "Kinky." She mumbled when they reached her office. She kissed him immediately and made sure the door was closed before they walked over to her desk. Not wanting to break the kiss, she simply tugged at his shirt and felt the backs of her legs touch her desk while she leaned back against it a bit. Her tongue brushed against his, moaning quietly.

Finn grinned a bit when he heard her and locked the door as he returned the kiss. He moaned when she tugged at his shirt, placed his hands on her hips and stood in between them. He pulled her away from the front of the desk and walked backwards until he could feel her chair. He picked her up before he placed her onto the desk and broke the kiss while he lifted up her shirt to kiss her stomach. "Spread your legs for me baby."

Brittany sat on the desk as she let out a heavy breath. "Okay," She said, having no trouble listening to him and did as he said. Her legs spread and knew her center gave away how eager she was for them to do this. The kisses on her stomach made it flutter, her hands gripping the edge of the desk. "I think you should come by more if it means sex in my office." She smirked while cupping his cheek.

Finn started to pull down her pants and nipped at her skin lightly as she cupped his cheek. He smirked before he kissed her lips. "Sounds good to me, I'll bring lunch too. So that way, it's sex and lunch." He winked at her before he pulled her pants down and pulled her underwear down as well. He kissed along her legs, nipped at them before he got to her center and flicked his tongue against her clit.

Brittany lifted her hips off the table slightly to let him take off her clothes easily. She leaned her head back, moaning while she felt his tongue, biting her bottom lip as she looked down at him. The sight was one she loved. "Fuck," she whispered and ran her fingers through his hair.

Finn smirked against her when he heard her and felt her fingers through his hair. He started to move his tongue in a figure eight motion, slipped a finger into her and started to match the same speed as his tongue.

Brittany moaned as she tilted her head back, her hips moving against him as she let out a shaky breath. "Oh God baby," She moaned out, hearing the music from two different rooms. "You're so good," She mumbled while laying back against the desk.

Finn smirked as he continued moving his tongue against her and matched his fingers with her hips. He started to hum as he flicked her nub, knowing that he needed to make her moan another way soon. He started to do some new tricks that he happened to see in a video one time and wrapped his arms around her legs.

Brittany felt the vibration from his hums, panting lightly and shut her eyes when he did something new. "Oh my gosh!" She gripped the edges of the desk and looked down at him. "F-Fuck," She mumbled while shaking her head. "Baby," She moaned while her back arched off the desk.

Finn grinned when he saw her looked down at him and massage her folds with his tongue, keeping her hips still. He was glad that the music was loud enough to here it muffled out her moans. "Come on baby." He said after he pulled away and kept his fingers pumping.

Brittany was glad that he had a hold of her hips and legs. She moaned out his name while reaching her climax, her legs shaking as she gripped the desk once more. "F-Fuck," she breathed out while trying to come down for her orgasm, only it lasted longer than she thought. Her body finally relaxed as she pant, looking over at him with a smile. "Amazing."

Finn smiled as he licked up her juices, making sure she was cleaned up and carefully used a clean towel to do so. "Mhm, you got that right." He licked his lips, savoring her taste and winked at her.

Brittany giggled as she sat up and moved her legs a bit. "My favorite warm up." She smirked while pecking his lips softly. "I can't wait for our weekend. Where I can thank you for this." She smirked while kissing him deeply.

Finn grinned when he heard and pulled up her pants a bit. "Mine too." He smirked as he agreed and returned the peck. "You don't have to thank me for this, it's my pleasure to do it." He returned the deep kiss and closed his eyes as he brushed his tongue against hers.

Brittany smiled as she got dressed and hopped off the desk, holding on to his shoulders as she balanced herself. "I know but I want to." She said while gently breaking he kiss. "I love you." She said while wrapping her arms around his shoulders. "And our family."

Finn placed his hands onto her hips as she stood up. "Okay." He replied and smiled when he heard her. "I love you too." He nodded in agreement as well. "And I love our family too."

Brittany smiled wide as she pecked his bottom lip. "Your Prince nickname was supposed to be a secret. But I guess someone couldn't keep it." She mumbled it and gestured to the chair so he could sit in it. She furrowed her brow a bit as she looked down. "Hey, you're not..turned on. Was this time like, totally not attractive?" She asked while scrunching up her nose a bit.

Finn smiled when she pecked his bottom lip and slowly nodded. "Aw come on, I love it and makes me feel great." He replied as he furrowed his eyebrows and glanced down as he shook his head as he sat down. "No, no, I was turned on...I promise and it was totally attractive. I don't know why Im not still turned on." He glanced up at her, hoped it wasnt serious but he knew it was.

Brittany giggled as she nodded. "Yeah? Then I guess I'll definitely say it more." She said and sat on his lap. "Oh.." she said and nodded slightly. "Okay," she said while furrowing her brow slightly. She grabbed her phone while leaning her head on his shoulder as she started to write up an email about being away for the weekend. "Wanna go get burgers when Jenny's done?"

Finn nodded once more. "Yeah," He replied as she sat on his lap and frowned as she leaned her head on his shoulder. He rubbed her side, knowing that he had to make up for it. "That sounds good to me." He chewed on his lower lip as he started to think of the worse situations and the consequences.

Brittany sent the email and pocketed her phone. "Alright." She said and pecked his cheek lightly before getting up. "The class should be over now," she said and stretched, slipping on her sweater as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Ready?" She asked with a soft smile.

Finn gave a small smile and watched her get up. "Okay." He replied and watched her crossed her arms over chest. "I will be, give me a few minutes." He glanced down softly and licked his lips once more.

Brittany nodded a little. "Alright." She said while opening the door and shut it gently behind her. Had she lost her touch? Or some looks? She sighed softly and walked to the studio Jenny was in. She came inside and smiled as they all finished. The little girls poured out the room and waved bye to Jenny with wide smiles. "How'd it go baby?"

Finn leaned back against the chair and bit on his bottom lip as he thought about not having a boner. Jenny grinned as she waved goodbye and when she saw her mom and looked for her dad before she looked at her. "It went fantastic mommy! I'm looking forward to my classes now. Where's daddy?"

Brittany giggled softly as she took her hand gently. "He's in my office, wanna go see it?" She asked while taking her with her. She walked to the office with her and opened the door, smiling softly at Finn. "Looks who's back," she said while letting Jenny go to see her dad again.

Finn Jenny nodded, knowing that she wanted to have both parents surrounding her. "Yes." She said with a nod and walked with her mom to the office. Finn was shaken out of his thoughts when he heard Brittany's voice and saw Jenny at the door. "There's my baby girl, how did you like the dances?" He asked as she stood next to the edge of the desk. "A lot, thank you mommy and daddy for letting me take classes." Finn smiled, leaned over and pecked his daughters cheek. "You're welcome sweetheart. How about, you go and get ready while I talk to your mom?" Jenny nodded as she gave her father a side hug and gave her mom a big hug as well before she skipped out of the office. "I know that this is bad timing but." He pointed down to his lap, letting her know why he was scooted underneath the desk.

Brittany giggled as she hugged her daughter back. "We'll be in here baby." She told her while she skipped out. She looked over at Finn and raised an eyebrow, slowly walking over and peeked into his lap to see what she had been looking for before. "Did ya have to think of a hot celeb?" She asked, knowing she shouldn't have but couldn't help it. "I wish I had time to help you out." She smirked slightly.

Finn shook his head at the question. "Nope, I didn't have too. I just thought about you, lying there as I pleasure you and it worked." He said as he saw her slight smirk upon her and nodded. "Yeah...but later, cause baby. I'm back." He winked at her.

Brittany smiled softly while she looked at him. "Yeah, you are. But that doesn't mean I am." She said while pecking his lips before kissing him. "You wanna take the food to go or eat there?" She asked while massaging his shoulders.

Finn felt his heart dropped slightly and knew that was his fault. He pecked her lips and returned the kiss. "Whatever you and Jenny wanna do baby." He said as she massaged his shoulders.

Brittany smiled softly as she pecked his lips. "Alright." She said while standing back up. "Want us to wait for you or?" She asked while cupping his cheek lightly.

Finn returned the peck and kissed her palm when she cupped his cheek lightly as he shook his head. "Im ready." He whispered after he didnt feel his pants being tight anymore and stood up.

Brittany smiled a bit and nodded. "Cool." She said and walked with him out of her office. She locked it behind them and walked to where Jenny had her coat on and small backpack. "Ready to go get food beautiful girl?"

Finn reached over for her hand, interlaced their fingers together and knew that he owed her. Jenny nodded as she adjusted her small backpack. "Yep! Im ready to go!"