#unh its so good

[exsqueezememacaroni]

Mike coming in with "wake up, the past stops right now" in that creepy ass high pitched whisper on Captain Midnight has got to be the #1 scariest line ever sung

[miupow]

could you do what kind of noises turn txt members on? (what noises they like to hear from their partners during sex) Whether it'd be like soft moans, loud moans, panting, high pitched whimpers, their name, or whines. I NEED to hear your opinion on this plus you have such a smart and creative brain i love it sm !! ><

hehe i sure can !! this seems like fun >< also thank u sm for the compliments my love they mean the world to me :(

soobin -> likes the little whimpers u make when he's stretching u open, high pitched little "unh, unh, unh!"s when he thrusts against ur cervix <3 he thinks ur so cute when ur struggling to take him~

yeonjun -> loves hearing his name moaned so pretty !! let everyone know exactly whose making u feel so good <3 also just loves making u get louder n louder, that's right, scream for him !!

beomgyu -> the opposite of yeonjun, public sex enjoyer beomgyu likes hearing u struggle to stay quiet !! in public bathrooms, in the shower, backstage, in the dorm when the boys r home... loves it when you're a moaning mess but trying to muffle all of ur pretty noises ! he thinks its so cute ~

taehyun -> loves ur gasps when he catches you off guard, spanking u or flipping u over, grabbing ur ankle and pulling u down the bed... n ur panting and whining when ur so fucked out u can't form words ! breathy little moans when he's got you in a headlock...

hueningkai -> whimpering in his ear when he has his head buried in ur neck, fucking u w his body pressed against urs!! ur legs over his shoulders or wrapped around his waist !! loves listening to you go stupid on cock, squeals and whimpers that are all just for him!

[bueckers-babygirl]

I Need You pt.2 (paige bueckers x black!reader

Part one <3

Summary: You and Paige finally unite

Warning: Just cursing

word count: 1757

Three months. It’s been three months since me and Paige went on our “break”. 

The first month was the hardest. Just a lot of crying, bargaining, rants, and Chipotle. I sat in my puddle of despair, wondering what Paige was doing.

What she was thinking, hoping the thoughts were about me.

My worst thought was thinking that she had moved on to someone new, or someone that has always been there.

The second month was the month that I told myself to stand the fuck up.

This month had its ups and downs. I moved in with my best friend who welcomed me with open arms. She’s been more than supportive since the very beginning. She comforted me, fed me when I didn’t feel like eating, and took the remote from my hands every time I felt like turning on a UConn game (I'm healing slowly but surely).

I even picked up a hobby! I started taking a ballet class to keep my mind off of things! My bleeding feet are a VERY good distraction.

The third month is when I felt like a new and healed me. My skin was clear, my curls were popping, my body was giving. I felt better.

However, no matter what I did or how much better I thought I was…I can’t get her out of my mind.

“Come on! You’ve been stuck in this house all day! It’s getting sad Mookie” my bestie, Quenlin, says while ripping the blanket from my body.

“My dance class got canceled today and new episodes of my show came out. I just thought I could lay here and wallow all day” I moan while pulling my hoodie over my face. I turn my head to see Quenlin shaking her head.

“Girl, you smell like ten cans of ass and your hair looks a mess. You cannot let this girl get to you like this” She turns to open the curtains.

The blinding light burns my eyes as I wince and pull a pillow over my face. She rolls her eyes as she lays next to me on the bed.

“Let’s go bar hopping tonight! You love that shit” she yells as she shakes my aching body! She wasn’t wrong, bar hopping was probably my favorite activity. I lay there and contemplate whether I should get cute and have fun or lay in the imprint I have made in the bed and cry.

“I’ll buy you Chipotle” and with those four words, I hopped in the shower, got dressed, and was ready to head out the door.

9:30 Pm

Me and I were on our second bar of the night and I felt alive again. I had flashes of images of Paige in my mind throughout the night but I decided I would deal with that issue when I went home. 

“Girl, can you go order us some drinks? I gotta piss real bad” Quenlin said, doing the potty dance at her grown age. 

“Go ahead, and stop doing that shit” I laugh as she waddles off to the bathroom. I make my way up to the bar and order me and my friend vodka cranberries. 

I twiddled my thumbs waiting for the drinks, when I finally heard it.

“Hey beautiful” My body froze when I heard the voice I had longed for so much but also dreaded hearing. I slowly turned my head to see the beautiful blonde that had been occupying my mind for months.

She looked so good, but also drained.

Words tried so hard to leave my mouth but nothing came out.

“You look good. Like, good. Guess the break up was good to you” She lets out an awkward laugh as I am still in shock but gain the ability to speak.

“Eh. It was ok for me. A lot of crying hehe” I mentally slap myself, who the fuck says that. 

“Yeah, same” She looks down at her feet trying to figure out what to say next.

“Listen, can we talk, please? I wanna fix this. I-”

“Unh Unh! What are you doing here” Quenlin appears from thin air as she jumps in front of me to confront Paige. This breaks me out of my trance as I jump to defend Paige. 

“No, Quen! It’s ok! Me and her are just going to talk outside” I put my hands on my best friend's shoulders to calm her down. She turns to look at me and then back at Paige.

“Fine, but if you try some manipulative shit, it’s me and you” she pokes piage with her finger before walking away. Paige looks back at me “I never liked her. I just want you to know that.”

I laughed as I walked to the door, Paige following close behind. When we get a good distance away from the bar we stop and just look at each other.

I can tell she’s trying to find words to say, I couldn’t find any either.

We stood in silence for a few more minutes before one of us finally spoke.

“I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I made you feel like shit for so many months. You should have been my priority and I didn’t do that” Paige let out a shaky breath before looking down at the ground. I waited for her to continue but….she just stopped.

“Paige…that's not the only reason why I wanted to take a break. Yes, you ignoring me was a big part of it but there was so much more” She finally raises her head to look me timidly in the eyes.

I take a shaky breath before continuing. “It was the petty comments, the constant arguing, and the insecure feeling I always felt” I started choking up on my words, and the memories of me and the girl I love screaming at each other came flooding back.

“I'm sorry! I was just so stressed with basketball, the interviews, and the constant attention that I guess I got stressed” She quickly tried to defend herself, flailing her arms in the air.

“I understand how stressful that could be but…I would've been there for you. I could've listened to your rants, helped you during solo practice, and helped you calm down when you were nervous about an interview…but you shut me out and started bullshit arguments for no reason. I love you so much. I just wanted to help you” I felt a tear roll down my face.

I saw Paige’s face change from defensive to vulnerable in the middle of the conversation.

I let out a sigh as Paige drops her head, tears falling down her pretty face. “Paige, I love you so much. You’re probably the best thing that has happened to me in a long time” I take her hands in mine “but when we have an issue, you can’t just shut me out or brush it off. We need to talk. We need to express ourselves or else it’s just gonna get worse.”

Paige raises her head once more, looking into my brown eyes with her bloodshot blue eyes. “I know…I wanna be better for you baby. I will do anything to make it up to you. I just want things to go back to the way they were” She brings my hand to her lips, placing a tender kiss upon them.

I felt my skin turn hot as her lips connected to my skin, it’s kind of funny how we were together for so long and she still managed to make me nervous.

“I know it seems like an empty promise but I swear I will do everything that I can to make it up to you. I’ll communicate better and I will make sure to do everything that I can to remind you that you're the love of my…I can’t fucking lose you again y/n” she wraps her arms around my body, leaving another kiss on the top of my head.

On instinct, I wrap my arms around her to as I close my eyes to breathe in her perfume.

I was still angry with her but somehow I knew deep down that she was serious about wanting to be better for me. 

She pulls back to look into my eyes before she places an unexpected but loving kiss on my lips. I felt like I was floating on air as my lips touched the ones that they have been craving for three months. With this simple act, she knew that I forgave her 

As we pull away she rests her forehead on mine. 

“Can we just start over please, I miss you so much” Paige giggles while also sniffling. 

I let out a snort as I placed my hand on her cheek “Well we got a long way to go until we are back to the same place but, I think we’ll be ok”.

2 days later

“Ok! I think that’s the last of my shit” I let out a sigh of relief placing the last bit of my clothes back into me and Paige’s shared closet. I fell back into our bed, missing the smell of our sheets. 

I let out a grunt as Paige ran into the room and jumped on top of me. “Jesus Paige! I think you broke one of my ribs” I try to push her off of me as I let out a laugh.

Paige keeps her position on top of me as she puts her face into the crook of my neck. “I'm sorry, baby. I'm just happy you're back” she sighs as she kisses my neck.

“Ew, can yall wait to fuck until after I leave,” Quenlin says as she brings me some more of my stuff in from the car. I laugh as Paige finally rolls off me with a dramatic groan.

I walk over to Quenlin take the box of stuff from her hands and place it on the floor. “Thank you for letting me stay with you,” I say as I hug her.

“Of course, anytime! However, if this shit happens another time me and Paige are gonna have to tussle. You hear me” she yells towards Paige.

“I love you too, Quen” Paige blew a kiss to her.

Quen rolls her eyes before giving me a kiss on the cheek and leaving. 

“Why must y’all fight over me”

“Because you’re the most important thing to us, baby” Paige leaves another kiss on my lips before hopping back onto the shared bed that I will never leave again.

Y'all I am so fuckin sorry this came out so late! But here yall go <3

[madamechrissy]

Satoru's breeding kink (nsfw)

Satoru really needs you to take all his cum

“How flexible are you?” The question made you worry what was next, and before you could answer, he had your legs all the way up, pressing them hard against your body. “You'll take my cum better this way.”

Gojo began to pump, hard and fast, but not fully in thank God, the friction and rhythm way too much, making your already sensitive cunt hit its peak quickly, and then you're cumming all over his hardness. He hisses, easing back and pushing deeper as your body becomes lubricated from your release. You moan into inviting lips.

“You feel so-so-so good, Satoru. So… so… mmm.” You were feeling yourself start to fall apart again as he fucked you deeper, making you ache, his eyes glittering as they watched your every expression.

“You feel so fucking good wrapped around this cock. Is this what you wanted all day, baby?” You nod weakly, and soon he eased up on your legs just a bit, yanking your choker off, air hitting the bruise he'd left last night.

Your screams echo the room as he bites hard on already sore flesh, tearing into the bruise as he fucks and fucks you harder, the slaps of his skin against yours loud. His balls are smacking against your ass, his pelvis against yours as he sinks deeper. Your head lolls to the side, fingernails digging into his perfect skin, leaving marks. Your body is taut, tense, as you feel another peak start to rise.

“You cum so easy for me, don't you little brat?” He demanded above you, breath making your throat burn from the new bite. “Look at me.”

You turn your sore neck, and he's kissing you again, sloppy, tongues sliding against each other, his saliva dripping into your mouth, your drool mixing with it. He is moaning his own pleasure into your lips. Gojo yanks your body, sliding it down so he becomes impossibly deeper, now going in and out with ease. The noise of your wetness mixes with the sensation of it dripping out of you and around him.

“Use your words. You want me to fuck a baby in here. Don't you.” His hand presses to your tummy, and he grins, white and devilish above you. “I can feel my dick fucking your guts up.”

“I want you to. Unh. Please please please.” You had no shame anymore, head falling back into the soft bed as he now was fucking the shit out of you, using your body to yank you further onto his cock.

“You're so hungry for this cum, are you?” You nod, gasping for breath then when he reaches a hand down and finds your puffy lips, your little clit, rough thumb rubbing. You begin to shatter, everything fading but Gojo. “Say. It.”

The thrusts became even more intense, your over sensitive clit being played as your insides were jumbled by his cock. You gasp for any sense of self, mind whirling, your body on fire, tensing, muscles taut, but everything is just him. Satoru.

“I am. Fuck! Ugh. I want your cum so deep in me.” Your words made him shut his eyes, forehead resting on yours for a moment, you could feel him shaking.

“Do you, fucking cum hungry slut? Want it all in this tight fucking pussy?” He growled the words, and you should've hated them, but God you loved it. You'd be his slut. Goddammit. Especially as he started hitting that spot so deep only he could find it in you, making you see stars.

“I want it. I need it. In me deep, please-please. Ah!” The play became too much and you started cumming once more, nails digging into his back as you hang on for dear life while he rails you through your orgasm, heightening it.

Gojo hisses as your cunt is pulsing around him now, his hand easing off your slickness, to press against the bed next to you, leaning up his body and altering the position inside of you, rubbing against your walls. “Milking me with that little cunt for all of this cum, aren’t you?”

You just nod, wordless, breathless, each stroke making you oversensitive now. “Please, Satoru, please.”

He groaned over you, slowing, fucking erratically now, so tense. “Want me to put a baby in you?” He hissed the words through his teeth, brow furrowed, eyes bright and mad. “Fucking breed you?”

“Yes yes yes. Put a baby in me. Yours. Mnh yes.” He fell apart over you, with shaky groans, rhythm jerky. His arms are digging into the soft backs of your thighs, and you could feel his hot cum shooting in your tight hole, so deep. You felt yourself coming when he pressed against your cervix, bottoming out, pushing the cum further in.

“Take it all. Every fucking drop.” He throbbed in you as you did around him, sucking in all his cum, which was leaking out of you as it mixed with your own. You relaxed your body, gasping for air, and he eased your sore legs down, pulling out, and you trembled, his cum sliding out of your pussy down your inner thigh.

“Fuck.” You sat up just a bit on your elbows, panting heavily, and then he pulled off to look down at the mess he'd made, smiling like the devil.

“You took me so good” He shocked you, playing with his cum that had fallen and shoving it back into you, hurting sensitive flesh with long fingers. His gaze was wild, and it intimidated you then, so powerful and fucking insane, eyes all dilated. “Don't waste all this cum, now sweetheart, take it all.”

“Satoru… I… I can’t…”

“All of it. Like a good girl.” Gojo shoved in more, and you felt tears prick your eyes, overstimulation taking hold from coming so hard so much. “Aww, you're so pretty crying and dripping with my cum.”

Masterlist for this fic Time after Time-(finished)

Ao3 link here : https://archiveofourown.org/works/55424137/chapters/140629990

[stillfrownyclownlol]

I will also talk about Tyler because he's also not normal about stuff 🫠

Right from the start you get these signs he's protective to a detrimental level lol

(BTW Aidlyn scene cuz I'm not normal about them ❤️ The way he literally wraps his whole body in front of her sent me lmao. Mans got his leg around her and everything 🤡)

He's pretty much like this with Taylor in all their scenes. In the Sorrel House he puts his arm in front of her when they see the phantom (that he does not think is real, considering his reaction).

He also has a tendency to drag Taylor away from situations with out asking for her opinion on it 🫠 He just kinda assumes she will want to go with him. Like when he drags her out of the house after saying the phantom was just a prank.

Sir. PLEASE. Kinda possessive of you-

I don't think Red did this on purpose because like. She hasnt really brought up their culture/heritage or anything in the story so far lmao (I'm crying). But idk like just this behavior reminds me a lot of the guys in my family 🙃 I think Latino boys get kind of socialized to be more aggressive and protective of their families at their own expense. He definitely seems like the kind of brother to impose a curfew- He has control issues like. We all see it right? He's a control freak.

Obviously his dad dying has a lot to do with this. His mother took it extremely hard, so then Tyler "stepped up" to take care of both his mom AND his sister, he's been parentified since a very young age (he doesn't look older than 10 imo). I think he feels a need to "be the man of the house" so to speak. He genuinely does not seem to have any hard feelings towards his mom even tho she...you know, fucked up. if any of you know the "latino boys are mama boys" cliche, but.

yeah.

(I do think Taylor has more mom issues because she kinda resents how Tyler has been parentified and she's allowed herself to be angry at their mom for leaving them to fend for themselves)

Sidenote: It looks like his family is very isolated. Like, its strange that nobody came to help Marianna after Ethan died. This isn't always the case but usually Latinos have large families (my mom's family had to push together eight beds so all the cousins could sleep in one room lol) WHICH probably means Tyler's branch of the family is, so far, the first and only to have immigrated to the US. He's probably already a second or third generation tho, his mom has only one surname and he and his sister never seem to speak Spanish, so I don't think they learned it (probably some basics). I don't imagine they've ever been to Mexico except MAYBE when they were very young (its kinda rare to visit...since...it's so hard to get out of there in the first place...🫠 I dont think my parents have been to Venezuela in more than 20 years...but also Venezuela is in way worse condition, so...)

But yeah like. His protectiveness of Taylor is something that actively works against her and something she dislikes. She always looks upset when he drags her out of a situation or tells her what to do. She just wants to help :(

BABYYYYY 🥲

Ofc she never says anything because for most of her life Tyler has put himself in a position of authority and is her caretaker. It's hard to speak up to somebody when they constantly say "I'm doing this for your own good, for your own safety, for-" Whatever. Taylor always believes Tyler does everything for her own best interests, so... even when she doesn't feel good about something, she'll still listen to him. It's a veryyyyyy slippery slope that can quickly become toxic, if it isn't already. Because besides being her brother, he's put himself as her parent figure as well.

He does the thing. You know. Where parentified kids try to overcorrect so they kind of coddle their own children and don't let them do anything because they're scared to death something is gonna happen to them 💀

I don't really know what the point of this was I just wanted to talk about how possessive Tyler can be and how unhealthy his attachment style is 😭 If I write Tyler and Logan angst tho just know it's gonna involve Tyler being overprotective and Logan being Not Cool TM about it 🫠

[jacksdinonuggets]

Lost And Found Oneshots: Meetings

Summary: Carmilla has to go to an overlord meeting but she doesn't want to leave Vaggie home alone, as her sisters are out doing work. so vaggie comes along with her. what will happen when she begins to regress during the meeting?

Vaggie was eating breakfast in the kitchen of the carmine penthouse. Her sisters, Clara and Odette, had to do work for the Carmine industries. It had been about a couple of weeks since Vaggie’s trip to the hopital. She was still recovering, having to take anti-biotics every morning and constantly popping pain killers. But she was healing.

However, ever since the hospital visit, Carmilla had gotten… very protective of Vaggie. If she wanted to go out, Carmilla had to come with. Every night, Carmilla would tuck vaggie in, No matter if she was big or little. When Vaggie got cat-called for the first time, Carmilla killed the cat caller with her angelic ballet shoes. So yeah, she could be a tad bit over protective.

“Morning, sweetie. Did you take your meds today?” Carmilla asked, walking into the kitchen.

“Yup. I’m starting to only take 2 pain killers a day as well,” She responded.

Carmilla sighed. With the amount of pain she was in, she was supposed to be taking 3. 

“If you are in pain, please take the painkillers. The doctor said they aren’t very strong,” she said. Vaggie often had a habit to act tougher then she really was. It was a bad tendency. 

They sat in silence for a bit while Carmilla made her breakfast.

“I have a meeting later, and you’re coming with me,” she said.

“Why? I can take care of myself,” Vaggie protested.

“Odette and Clara are too busy working and doing deliveries and you aren’t allowed near sharps,” Carmilla said. Vaggie rolled her eyes. There was an incident that happened when they came back from the hospital which limited her access to sharp items. Vaggie knew it was just to keep her safe but it felt very restricting, “So you’re tagging along. I don’t want you to be alone for 5 hours,” Carmilla explained. She had to run some errands afterwards too.

“Fine, when is it?” Vaggie asked, washing her dish in the sink.

“At 1, so you have 3 hours to yourself,” Carmilla explained. 

Later that day, when it was about 12:45, Vaggie came back downstairs, dressed and ready to go. Then she saw Carmilla coming down with her diaper bag.

“Mom, Why do you have the- uh- the bag?” Vaggie asked, a bit embarrassed.

“Just in case you regress. I don’t want to be unprepared in case you do,” Carmilla said.

“But I can just like, force myself to stay big, though,” Vaggie explained.

“Nu-unh, you are not gonna be repressing. That’s bad for you. If you need to regress, you regress, alright? Besides, most of the overlords there love little’s,” Carmilla told her. 

“Fine,” agreed Vaggie. She didn’t want to argue.

“Good, let’s get going,” 

They walked into the garage and got into the car, driving a few blocks down the road before coming up to the skyscraper. Carmilla walked in with the bag slung over her shoulder and checked in before they went up the elevator to the meeting room. 

They were the first ones there so Vaggie seated herself on the couch in the corner of the room while Carmilla got everything ready. Soon, the overlords came piling in. Zestial sat near Carmilla like always. He was very close friend’s with her and often had dinner with them. 

Before long, everyone was there and ready. The meeting was pretty long and Vaggie got bored about halfway through. The childlike feeling entered her brain. Why is she regressing so much these days? She tried to shake off the little feeling but it insisted on staying. Carmilla had told her that she shouldn’t repress and let herself regress, but all the overlords were here. What if they judge her? Her thumb unconsciously made its may into her mouth as she grew anxious.

Carmilla was busy talking about ways they could try to stop the exterminations without war breaking out. They would be going over lots of different things, this was just one of them. However, as she was talking, she spotted Vaggie in the corner of her eye, sucking on her thumb. She sighed, but smiled.

“Excuse me for one moment,” She told the overlords, “Vaggie, sweetie? Come here please,” She called over her daughter. Vaggie got up and walked over to Carmilla, wiping her thumb on the hem of her skirt. 

“We talked about using your thumb, dear,” Carmilla dug through the diaper bag at her feet and pulled out the pacifier and plopped it into Vaggie’s mouth.

“This is Vaggie, everyone. She’s a little,” Carmilla introduced her daughter to the group. Vaggie shyly waved to the group, trying to hide behind her mother’s chair. 

“I couldn’t leave her home, so I hope you don’t mind if joins us,” Carmilla explained.

“We don’t mind, darling! She’s adorable!” Rosie commented. Vaggie poked her head out, seeing how at least one person didn’t judge her.

“Anyways, as I was saying-” Carmilla continued with her statements. 

Vaggie dug through the diaper bag, finding little toys and knick knacks. She found her stuffy and curled up on the couch, cuddling it.

Finally, they took a five minute break. While everyone pulled out their hellphones and made small talk, Carmilla went over to her daughter in the corner of the room.

“Hey, Mija, it’s break time, we gotta get you changed, you seem pretty small right now,” she said to her. Vaggie whined but followed Carmilla to the bathroom, carrying her stuffy with her. 

“Mama, i dun wan them to know i need dem…” Vaggie said, looking down. She was a bit embarrassed by them when around others. She was perfectly fine with wearing them alone, but with other people around, it made her feel ashamed.

“They won’t judge, sweetheart. I mean, Alastor can be an asshole, but if he bothers you about this, I will protect you,” Carmilla promised. Vaggie hugged her mother, telling her thank you for looking after her. She was able to change Vaggie quickly and they walked back to the meeting room, starting the second half of the meeting.

Vaggie got very bored after a few minutes. She wants mama to play with her! But she was busy talking about stupid grown up stuff. So Vaggie tried her best to keep herself occupied without bothering her caregiver. It was hard though, as her little brain needed to be entertained.

“Mama,” Vaggie tugged on her sleeve. Carmilla looked to her left to see Vaggie holding up her stuffy.

“I can’t play now, sweetie,” She tried to tell her daughter. However, she was not taking it and tugged more. So Carmilla pulled out a couple of coloring pages and crayons and had vaggie sit on her lap.

It was cute to see her color happily while the boring meeting was going on. It brought a little happiness to the world. Soon enough, the meeting ended and Vaggie had fallen asleep in Carmilla’s lap.

Carmilla would have to skip her errands today, Vaggie was pretty tired and regressed. Rosie stayed behind to help clean up all of the toys and coloring pages.

“Thank you, Rosie,” Carmilla told her in a hushed voice, to not wake Vaggie up.

“It’s not a problem, darling! Charlotte Morningstar comes around to Little town every so often to regress, I know how littles can be,” Rosie explained. That was interesting. Maybe they should set up a playdate. Vaggie must get bored having to play with herself or her caregivers.

“Alright, that should do it. If you need any help with your little one, don’t hesitate to call me,” Rosie said, handing the diaper bag to Carmilla. Carmilla nodded and Rosie left the meeting room. For a bit, she just sat there, stroking the hair of Vaggie. Eventually, she had to get up so she tried to position her so she could carry both the bag and Vaggie.

She was glad Vaggie was getting used to regressing around others. She wanted to take her to some littlespace places and maybe even go on a walk with her in a stroller. The only problem would be getting her comfortable enough to let herself go. Luckily, she was getting used it. Maybe soon they would go out to places, but right now, Carmilla just needed to get her back to the house and down for a nap.

[not-goldy]

Well then who do you suggest FRI(end)S is about then? Its a very direct romantic song about wanting to be lovers not friends with someone who he knows feels the same way about him, he's just wanting them to make it official. He said you and I go back to like '09 and well if shippers are trying to relate to Jk and Jimin which seems to be the two main contenders. He met Jk mid 2011 & Jimin a few months later in early 2012, so it puts them both in that time frame according to shippers, to relate to that lyric. However out of those two, Tae publicly shot down rumors about one and went on to write a song about falling in love with his best friend after he called Jimin his only best friend and saying Jimin is the one who comforted him and cried with him at night when he was sad and down, which is also line he mentions in the song, along with the title of the song being the same as one he already has with Jimin. I feel like shippers are skirting around the issue, that if the song is indeed about Jimin, which he is by far the strongest contender here, then clearly Tae knows something about Jikook's relationship that we don't since he feels comfortable enough with these declarations to Jimin for years. Telling him likes him to his face that got picked up on his mic we weren't suppose to hear Or saying he likes him the most in front of jk or writing songs about him with not so friendly lyrics, like his christmas song that got rejected. Do you not think that is rude toward Jk if Jikook are together? The more Tae does things like this toward Jikook's relationship, the more questions gets raised. Even his public behavior toward Jk this past year saying Jk was serenading him with songs or sending him songs talking about two sinners & reposting tkk to his account, doesn't paint Jk & Jikook in a very good light either. If he's talking about even one of them in that song, regardless of who, it raises questions about Jikook either way and thats the issue that all shippers from every end, are skirting around. So where does that leave Jikook in this mess? I'm genuinely asking.

Isnt this ask redundant?

I've answered several asks on this already.

It's about a friend he's fallen in love with.

He's in love with his friend because this friend got him through a phase of loneliness and their words and actions got him feeling they are more than friends or should be more than friends.

Aahhh I see your tangent. You can leave Jikook out of this please and thank you they in MS bootcamp minding their gay business together.

What Tae does is Taes own problem. Who he falls for is his own cap of tea where he stumbles is his croissant. Has nothing to do with Jimin.

People like what they can't have.

He's not the only one to "disrespect" Jk to his face as you put it. JK literally got viscerally angry at Namjoon for blatantly flirting with Jimin in his face. Per your logic that shouldn't have happened at all if Namjoon knew what was up with Jikook yet it happened.

We've seen him over the years huff and puff over people acting funny with Jimin and We've seen Jimin equally go cross eyed with certain members crossing the line with Kook.

Just because Jungkook has boundaries don't mean people are automatically going to respect it or be considerate towards him.

And don't get me started on Tae and boundaries or the lack of it cos it's an encyclopedia full my guys a menace sometimes like why strike someone naked to shower with them BOUNDARIES BBY BOY BOUNDARIES HAVE SOME😩

I think his feelings are totally valid and he's allowed to speak his truth no matter how crazy the world perceive it. I mean he'll in his MV he literally portrays they world going mad around him when he finally finds love. It be like that. His forbidden romance trope is glaringly obvious so don't skirt that either.

Arianna Grande literally sang breakup with your girlfriend and no one clutched their purse. Suddenly when a man sings about falling for his friend who is dating another Suddenly it's unheard off and difficult to wrap around.

People like to play with fire. People like forbidden love so falling for your friends boyfriend is the least jaw dropping human weakness.

Hypothetically of course.

[miyuhpapayuh]

Before you go. (Blurb)

“I’m gonna miss you,” she pouts as he rubs her shoulders.

“Ima miss you too, sweets.”

He leans down to kiss her, his hand quickly finding her hair as they cling to each other.

No words are spoken as they quickly pounce on each other. Mya’s big t-shirt is pulled up and Isaiah's briefs are kicked off.

He slides into her, taking a mental picture of how her eyes roll back. His hand finds her neck as he begins thrusting into her.

Her head falls back, while his tip brushes against her spot. One leg is pulled onto his shoulder, allowing him to hit her spot much deeper.

“Isaiah!,” she squeals, gripping his back with one hand and the sheets with the other.

“Fuck.. you feel so good,” he groans, pressing his free hand against her stomach.

Her brows furrow at the pleasure that surges through her, causing her to writhe against him.

“I’m gonna cum, baby… fuck!”

“Cum on this dick,” he commands, making her gush all over him.

Her hands press against his stomach as he continues rolling his hips into her. Their heavy breathing overlaps.

“Fuck,” she whines, gripping the collar of his shirt into her hands and wrapping her legs back around his waist.

Pulling away for a second, he discards the material, granting her access to his broadness, which she loved.

Her bottom lip is tucked away as her hands roam his toned stomach and huge arms.

The chain dangling above her face does her in.

“So fuckin’ pretty,” he speaks over her.

Her pretty brown eyes look up at him, turning him on with their sultry stare.

She pulls him closer to her, capturing his lips in another steamy kiss, moaning into his mouth.

His hips fuse with her pelvis, jacking her breathing up as another orgasm begins creeping around the corner.

“Just like that,” she breathlessly moans, digging her nails into his sculpted back.

His hands rest at her back, holding her up against him as he continues to pound into her.

“Oh my god,” she whimpers as her head falls back. Her hands latch onto him tighter.

“Give it to me, baby..”

“Uh! I’m gonna..”

“On this dick, baby.”

“Oh shhh–!”

His eyes linger on her, while she comes down from her second high.

Pulling out of her, he kneels between her legs to clean up their mess with his skilled tongue, and make a new one.

Her hands rest on top of his head, keeping him as close as possible as he slurps her up like a cold glass of water.

“Unh!” Her left leg finds its way over his shoulder, as she watches him devour her.

His groans vibrate through her, sending a chill up her spine.

“Baby,” she moans, gyrating her hips against his face, still staring down at him.

“Mmm,” he winks at her.

A giggle laced moan leaves her lips, before she pulls him back up to her level and tongues him down.

“You sure I can’t take you with me?” He half jokes, watching her flip onto her stomach and stick her ass in the air.

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[ghostssweetgirl]

crazy over you ~ simon ghost riley x reader slow burn/enemies to lovers

description: y/n gets transferred to task force 141 and quickly becomes friends with soap and gaz, but her and ghost "hate" each other for the first part.

warnings: mentions of violence and death (duh), alcohol intake, smoking (at some point), nsfw (at some point), subtle flirting with soap. i'm new to writing? so don't expect this to be the greatest. this is not in line with the game campaigns or missions. the only characters i included are y/n, soap, gaz, price, & ghost. i have no knowledge of the military this is just creativity

disclaimer: i do not own modern warfare or any of its characters.

chapters: next [your conclusion?*] last

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Your month's been up, so Price allows you to go on the next mission, paired with Gaz. Everyone's in the meeting room, still slightly tense with each other, looking at the map Price is pointing to. "Soap, Ghost... you two fuckin' muppets rush 'ere. And Gaz and Diamond will go here and gather intel, beat up a few fuckers - simple enough, right?" Price's venomous tone shows his agitation, which is why he's right to the point today.

"Yes, sir!" everyone affirms. 

"I want to leave in less than 10 minutes, get ready."

--

You go to your room to collect your bag but bump into Ghost in the hallway. Fuck. Okay, actually... You look behind you before you just ask the question. "So, we're not going to talk about it? Or to each other?"

"Negative, soldier," he replied before walking past you.

Alright, add that to the list of reasons he's pissed you off. Thinking of last night, you'd be lying if you didn't think of purposely flirting along with Soap to rile him up further.

--

The mission was simple. You and Gaz captured two enemy squad mates and beat the ever living fuck out of them until they spat out information, which didn't take too long. 

You're coming into yourself and working harder and better without that fucking prick as a distraction. Everyone arrives back onto base, and while you're still winded up, you make way to the range.

As you've said and thought before, you're no longer sad, hurt, or frustrated. You're angry. You unloaded mag after mag, coming to the conclusion and trying to accept that you were used. And that's why it was so easy for him to discard of you. You didn't expect it to hurt so bad, let alone happen so fast.

"So that's why, huh?" you scoff, grabbing a handful of knives. You were aiming for the head, the one useful thing that prick showed you, you were going to get good at, better. You even slightly wished you were throwing these knives at him. 

As each knife hit the target, you hissed. 

"Fuck Ghost!" Thunk.

"Fuck him!" Thunk. 

"And fuck men!" Thunk.

One last throw, then you hunch over with your hands on your knees, catching your breath.

"Fuck me, yeah?" a low, raspy voiced bellowed from behind you.

Your eyes slice at him, and you roll your eyes, "Oh, fuck off, dude. Fuck the fuck off."

You go to storm off, but he grabs your wrist and pulls you close to your chest, meeting your hateful eyes with his dark ones. "That's not a proper way to speak to your superior, darlin'."

"Let me fucking go, Lieutenant," you struggled in his grasp. 

"Unh-uh," he shook his head, leaning close to your ear. "Fuck me, right? That's what you said, right, y/n?"

You fucking hated when he said your name like that. So, you pursed your lips, refusing to answer him, not caring about the consequences.

"We can do this all night," he growled. "Say it to my face, soldier. Don't be a fuckin' coward."

Your teary eyes met his, swallowing as you still didn't answer. His hand finds your neck, tightening around it, taking your breath. As it tightened harder, you mutter out a weak, "Fuck you, sir."

He leans down to your face, letting his nose brush against yours. 

"Ghost... please let me go..." you choked out, gasping for air. You whimpered, still trying to get out of his grip. And of course, you hated to admit it, but he still had an effect on you, if it wasn't fucking obvious enough. You hated that your panties pooled with arousal from hearing his grunts, feeling his touch, even if it was rougher than usual. "Ghost... Please..."

"I like it when you beg, babydoll, you know that?" he purred. "I can tell you like this... You don't hate me that much, do you, luv?"

"S-shut up," you panted as he pushed his knee between your thighs.

White flashes in your eyes from being choked, you were close to passing out before he lets go, backing away from you. "Training room, 0700. That's an order." 

He storms off before you can reply. You rub your neck, hot from the friction of his grip.

What the fuck.

--

You walk with your head down to your room, lying in bed frustrated, and angry that you got aroused. You don't have it in you to go back and forth with this man, but holy shit, to say earlier wasn't hot would be lying. Either way, you put it at the back of your mind, you're used to being pissed at him. Your feelings are now mixed, but tomorrow, you will show him a piece of your mind. He was lucky you were worn out tonight. 

[icey--stars]

Born For Tragedy: Part 9

Series Index

She was tragedy. Nothing except death, fear and pain followed in her wake. When she was young, she was beaten. Now she’s the one doing the beating as an assassin. A mysterious stranger comes to her, paying an absurd amount of money for her to kill Beron Vanserra, and protect the eldest son until the job is done. She stumbles across a story much similar to her own, and knows what must be done.

a/n: alright, lets review cus its been a bit rq: eris and val have decided they will attempt to kill beron at the calanmai ball- three days after calanmai. valda plans to pose as a nobility for the ball. (and lady merle, eris's mother, will be making the dress :D) also val is eris's "personal servant" now lmao

WARNING: some light mentions of sexual preferences. also, eris is a bit affected by calanmai, and his advances are unwelcome. he snaps out of it quickly though :)

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Luckily, the servants in the Forest House do get Calanmai as a holiday, so Valda was free to wander the cleared out areas for the bonfires and celebration. The celebration in the Spring Court had been massive, and everybody everywhere went to celebrate. Around the manor, it was the biggest, as the Great Rite occurred there. She wondered how Beron does the Great Rite. Gods, it seemed wrong to think about that.

In the morning of Fire Night, Valda made sure she was strapped with daggers galore. Her identity would be hidden well amongst the crowd, so she could slip more weapons in. Especially since she didn’t plan on participating in the more sexual parts of Calanmai. She’d participated once, with some black haired male that’d been visiting from the Winter Court. It wasn’t a bad experience, per se, but it wasn’t that good either. She preferred choosing her partners, and taking the lead with them, both of which she couldn’t do on Fire Night.

“You don’t seem too ecstatic about this holiday,” Eris noted, walking up behind her. Valda turned mildly to see Eris dressed nicer than usual. A white dress shirt paired with a deep, blood red vest and black slacks. She had to admit he did look quite good. She was just dressed in a black turtleneck, black leathers and a knee-length skirt to hide her weapons.

“I spent forty-nine years in the place where this holiday was at its height,” Valda answered. “The Spring Court makes this much too big a deal.”

“Not traveling anywhere interesting?”

“No reason,” she responded. “Where would I go?”

“Fair,” Eris hummed.

“Where is the Great Rite held here?” She asked curiously. “I have yet to see a big cave.”

“Ah,” Eris said. “Seeing as the Maiden has been chosen the same for quite a long time, they do a chase instead of choosing at a cave’s entrance.”

That did make sense, but Valda felt a bit bad for Lady Merle. She was truly at the whims of her husband.

“I suppose you’ll have to complete the Great Rite the old fashioned way when you’re High Lord,” Valda chuckled. “Oh what fun. Perhaps I’ll visit to see the chaos. And you unhinged.”

“I will not be unh-”

“Tell that to the magic the High Lord faces. It’s nothing compared to the magic in the air normally,” Valda snickered.

Eris sighed in defeat. “Are you participating?” He finally asked, changing the topic after a moment of silence.

“No,” Valda stated. “I’ll watch.”

“Oh really? To think I would’ve guessed Prythian’s best assassin would’ve loved these types of parties,” Eris teased.

“Shut your trap,” she scolded lightly at his careless mention of her title. “I used to like them, now they just give me off feelings,” she admitted. 

Eris rolled his eyes. “My mother agreed to find a dress,” he admitted. “She’s very interested in who I’ve deigned to invite personally.”

Valda scoffed. “I’ll just morph my features a bit with some makeup and it’ll be a flawless show.”

A little flare of fire went up in the air, cutting Eris off. He grumbled. “That’s Hue telling me it's time to light the fires.”

Valda rolled her eyes. “Do enjoy your night, general.”

“You too assassin,” Eris winnowed away and Valda elected to slump against an oak tree to watch the bonfires be lit.

The sky began to darken and almost too soon, it was time for the Great Rite to begin. Valda watched the intermingling of fae from atop her little hill. She was able to easily catch sight of Beron and Lady Merle. The latter was dressed in almost nothing amongst the fire light. The “hunt” or “chase” as Eris called it, began. Beron was freed from whatever daze he’d been in when Merle began to sprint away.

That’s when the true celebration began as music lifted higher and higher than before, and fae began dancing, or some ran off into the woods for a bit of fun. One couple came a bit too close to Valda, so she wrapped her darkness around herself and winnowed a little ways down the hill. The wind shifted and she huffed as she lost the scents of the celebration and instead gained the oak, dogwood smells that she normally smelled out here.

There was a shift in the magic filling the air and everyone paused for a moment and accepted what that meant. The Maiden had been caught and spring had arrived. Valda snickered as she saw Jax struggling to manage three females vying for his attention. Ah, but Eris was probably worse, she guessed. She stood up a bit taller to try and spot the Autumn Heir.

“There you are,” a voice said from behind her. "I've been looking for you."

She tensed and whirled around, dagger already drawn from her thigh as she faced whoever had snuck up on her.

She did not expect a particular red-haired fae to be standing there, looking a bit more unkempt than usual.

Eris stalked forward, pupils blown wider than usual. Valda tsked and narrowed her eyes.

“Eris, I do believe you should be down there with the other celebrators.”

“I should be here with you,” he hissed. Valda knew that males, especially powerful ones, could be affected by the magic that filled the air on Fire Night, but she never imagined Eris Vanserra to be here, stalking towards her.

Valda took a step back when he got too close and he didn’t hesitate to take another two towards her. His eyes were fixed lower than her face and she knew exactly what the male was staring at on her chest.

“Get your head out of your ass,” she snapped, still holding her dagger in one hand.

“Oh but darling, I could make you feel so good-”

Valda’s breath hitched as Eris finally stepped into her space and placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Eris, take a step back,” she ordered clearly. “Or I’ll take off your hand.”

“What could a precious little fox like you do to me? I’ll take good care of you sweetheart.” Eris’s hand tightened on her shoulder and she wrenched it away from him.

Precious little fox?! She thought, appalled. Did Eris have alcohol? This could not just be the magic speaking. He didn’t say things like this.

“I’ll coax you into it…” Eris purred. “I’ll protect you sweet thing.”

Valda slapped his hand away with her free hand and bared her teeth. “Back off,” she commanded.

Eris took another step and Valda promptly held up her dagger at his throat. “I said no,” she growled. “Back off.”

Eris’s blown pupils stared at hers for a few moments before she pressed the blade a bit closer, taking a step to the side. “Snap out of it,” she snapped. “You are Eris Vanserra, the general and heir of the Autumn Court and you’re acting like a fool!” He reached his head forward as if he was going to kiss her.

She raised her other hand again and slapped him across his face hard. His head snapped to the side and Valda pushed forward again, forcing him back towards a tree trunk. How was she going to get this idiot out of this state or at least away from her?

Eris’s breathing was ragged and then a hand pushed the blade away from his throat and he looked at her. His pupils looked to be a normal size now, but he still looked incredibly, incredibly dazed. His knees were weak when Valda took a hesitant step back and he only just barely managed to catch himself.

“Have you snapped out of it, asshole?” Valda asked, threatening raising her palm again, prepared to slap him.

Eris raised a palm as a shield and curled his other hand over his mouth and chin. “Fuck,” he muttered.

Valda relaxed at that. It looked as if he’d come back to himself. “How much have you had to drink?” She asked. “That was incredibly odd.”

“It was,” he agreed raggedly, and stood up straight, not leaning against the tree trunk. “I apologize for that. That was… horrible of me.”

Well, at least he was sensible now. She sighed, and slid her dagger back into her sheath. “Does the magic normally affect you like that?”

“No,” he replied. “Not normally. I only had a bit of alcohol. Almost nothing.”

Valda nodded and hummed. “Perhaps you need to head back to the house to rest, Eris.”

His breathing hitched when she uttered his name and she narrowed her eyes. What an odd reaction. He finally looked up to meet her eyes properly. He looked, honest to the Cauldron—awful. The hand he’d raised as a shield went to rake through his auburn locks and the other unbuttoned the first button of his vest and shirt.

She heard the crunching of leaves behind her. Valda’s nostrils flared as she sent her darkness up as a shield.

It smelled intensely of arousal, so she assumed it was just a couple passing through. Eris, however, still refused to breathe properly, even as she softened the darkness around them. It floated slower and more… pillowy than before.

Eris wiped his eyes with his forefinger and thumb and then seemed to make some type of final decision as he leaned against the trunk again, but with more ease in his stature.

“Your darkness is different,” he said aloud, probably trying to shift the conversation away from him toward something else.

She sighed through her nose. “There are different types of darkness, Eris.”

“Tell me about it,” he urged.

She searched his amber eyes for a moment before finally deciding to just let the event in passing go. “It’s hard to describe,” she began. “There is darkness like the type I tend to use, the more rageful and terrifying darkness I can wield with an iron fist, and then there are the types that are softer and calmer. This is one of those types.”

He nodded briefly as acknowledgement. “I should go,” he coughed out.

She hummed. “Don’t make me put a knife to your neck again,” she stated. A warning, a threat, that should he decide to try and push his luck again, she wouldn’t be so merciful.

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” he purred and winnowed out. She huffed and pulled her darkness inside again, and shook the electrical tingle she felt going through her. It was odd to feel such a thing. That tingle centered around the points that Eris had touched her, most notably her shoulder. That tickling in her chest made a reappearance. She knew that magic didn’t fully create feelings of wanting, it only heightened them exponentially.

Which meant some very serious things. First, Eris clearly had something for her, which she wasn’t completely unaware of. She was well aware that she had some features that were desirable. He had many as well, and she knew it.

Second, it meant that Eris cared about her. “I’ll protect you sweet thing.” She didn’t know how to feel about that. She might’ve given Eris the clear indication that those sorts of things were prohibited, but in all honesty, she’d never had someone offer to protect her. The tingling on her shoulder increased tenfold when she considered the implications of that. He’d tried to kiss her; what the hell did that mean?

She shook her head and swore loudly. No, she needed these thoughts out of her headspace. She had someone very important to kill soon, and she needed her head about her for it. She did not need to get distracted by all the clear evidence that said that Eris cared for her. She needed it out.

Valda huffed as she entered the Forest House again, sitting on that bed and swiftly putting her daggers in their designated places.

One thought kept her awake for the entire night though.

Eris cared for, and she couldn’t help but care for him in the same way.

Whether that be just caring to kill off his demons and take the heat for it, or much, much more. Eris was a desirable male.

But she was an assassin. A killer for hire. She did not deserve to even consider the implications of liking Eris, or even the aspect of considering him a potential lover. She’d failed to protect her previous lover, and she did not deserve a second chance from anyone. Her failure rested squarely on her shoulders, and she knew that. She had to pay for it everyday. She deserved to love nobody.

Not even that somebody was an attractive heir of the Autumn Court and soon-to-be High Lord.

She grit her teeth at that thought. He was going to be a High Lord. He might pretend to want her around, but he could not be interacting with assassin rubbish like her for long. He’d get his wits about him soon enough. She just had to make sure that during the Calanmai ball, she had her head screwed on tightly, and was able to bolt and never give him the chance to try and keep her around.Yes, that would work, she decided in the early light of morning.

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TAGLIST (see post for getting added)

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THE URGE WAS TOO GREAT NOT TO ADD THE RHYS QUOTE IM SORRY LMAO

[gilliebee]

HI I AM HERE TO TALK ABOUT THE JACK/BRICK AGENDA ????

RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

OKAY ok so first off the subtle intimacy of jack knowing every single way that hockey (particularly in the 80s before a lot of safely measures were implemented) has worn down and damaged brick’s body and bringing it up every time a new safety measure is put into place (“the first thing I thought of when I saw that curved glass was that your shoulder would work just right if they had that when you were playing!” JACK PLEASE)

and of course like the understanding jack has about the nature of sports and the bodies they affect, the way a dirty hit broke his leg and destroy his division 1 soccer career before it could ever go anywhere like he gets it

the fact that they both went to UNH but jack graduated right when brick became a freshmen so I think for the most part they like JUST missed each other (although if I ever uncover any WGIR recordings of jack calling wildcats games I WILL lose my mind. I don’t have a clear idea of the timelines on that though so stay tuned on that one lol) BUT THEY WERE FATED TO RETURN TO EACH OTHER. the gravitational pull of fate.

and like the chemistry between them was so instant and strong!!!! I’ve watched some 2006 games before jack was full time w nesn and it was dale arnold alongside brick and I swear, all respect to him, but lord the lack of chemistry between him and brick is sooooo palpable. especially when compared to what a natural pair he is w jack they like instantly made each other sparkle. their chemistry is so good it makes people's jobs easier. they ARE flawless together

jack never failing to seize the opportunity to lavish brick with praise about how smart and handsome he is and also laugh at anything even close to witty that he says. literally everyone needs someone to love them like jack loves brick.

I saw an article where brick was talking about how he was just happy to be able to play in the nhl even if he considered himself to be ‘mr irrelevant’, mostly flying under the radar. meanwhile jack NEVER misses an opportunity to tell him how amazing a player he was, how strategic and how deeply he understands the game.

the way they are both so obsessed with the game and all of its facets it’s like… really there isn’t anything more comforting than finding someone else who gets it, who understands what it means to have a singular focus on something and also have the exact same focus hhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!

the way if you put a pic of brick in front of him, jack literally can’t help himself from immediately being like ‘there’s my partner!!!!!!’ with more love in his heart than I’ve ever felt about anything

the absolute home they’ve made w each other of nesn...as a true Sold Together Do Not Separate. I DO NOT say lightly that I will be even more devastated when one or both of them retire than I was when bergy retired, they really are the blood pumping through the veins of my game watching experience

[s0nia246]

This is really long. Longer then I thought it would be. For some reason I wrote this like a movie script. Like this going to turn into a Shrek movie XD. Anyway hope you enjoy.

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A light shines down on a storybook, lying face up on a table in a room of some sort, the candlelight reflecting off the pages. The pages are covered in symbols in an unknown language that can only be read by touch, the pages were old and worn but there was some sense of beauty to the book.

Y/N: "Once upon a-Opps! " 

The page on the book is quickly lifted from its resting place by a magical hand,  looking around frantically until they spot the correct page.

Y/N: "How stupid...."  

 You mutter to yourself before picking it up again.

Y/N: "Once upon a time, many centuries ago, when The Land of  Oz was ruled by a Wicked king, he ruled his land with cruelty and brutality. Glinda the Good was a good witch, caring for everyone's needs, her love and kindness were appreciated by many.  Not wanting to see the people of Oz suffer under the cruel reign of the Wicked King, Glinda came up with a plan to save the people of Oz from their miserable existence as the wicked ruler's servants. 

Glinda placed the Forbidden Fountain on the grounds where the Royal Palace of Oz The Wicked King and all his subjects drank of it, and afterward grew wise together. The Wicked King realized his mistakes and tried to fix his mistakes, but alas, his greed had gotten him so far into his mistakes, he couldn't bring himself to change anything. With great reluctance and regret, he decided that he would resign the throne to Glinda."

While reading the story ingredients as each magical word is read out loud and the spell cast, you notice something strange. There were several spells used at one point, yet none of them seem like they have been written in a long time. The writing on the pages has faded over time, making it hard to see certain words or phrases. A single sentence catches your eye, it reads: "The fountain will not last forever.  It is now empty. I wish it was never created. The Wizard will return."

Y/N: "Well, that seems...interesting... but that's not important now. I wonder what familiar I'll get. I hope it's a unicorn. No a dragon! Or maybe both, they're cute..."

 You start giggling to yourself at how silly this all sounds but you continue anyway, because the more you think about what your familiar could potentially look like, the more excited you become. 

You gather all the ingredients needed to complete the spell together and then begin casting it. You take the paper from the book and start chanting softly, the spell is simple. 

Y/N:" I bind thee to me and make thee mine ally for my fight against The Wicked.  Though thou mayest hate me, if we part we shall always be true comrades."

 The fireplace behind you bursts into flame, and the cauldron in front of you fills with bubbling black goo.

Y/N:" That's not how-"

Before you can finish speaking, the cauldron explodes, and the smoke coming out of it turns solid and forms a man.

Y/N: "Not again..." You sigh heavily. "Not even a dragon?!"

Prince Charming: "Where am I ?" His eyes darted back and forth wildly, trying to take in everything in the room. 

Y/N: "I'm sorry.  I didn't mean-...Wait?" You cut your apology short and stare at him. 

Y/N: "No way..." You whispered and moved closer to Prince Charming. Placing your hands on either side of his face, you stare deep into his eyes, trying to find some kind of answer. "Prince Charming?"

Prince Charming: "Unhand me!" He snaps and tries to free himself from the cauldron he was trapped in. 

Y/N: "Yep, you're definitely him but...I don't understand...where's all the magical energy coming from.

Y/N: "No way..." You whispered and moved closer to Prince Charming. Placing your hands on either side of his face, you stare deep into his eyes, trying to find some kind of answer. "Prince Charming?"

Prince Charming: "Unhand me!" He snaps and tries to free himself from the cauldron he was trapped in. 

Y/N: "Yep, you're definitely him but...I don't understand...where's all the magical energy coming from..." You mumbled as you continued to stare at Prince Charming with wide eyes and a gaping mouth, unable to believe it was happening right before you.

Prince Charming: "Unhand your King!" Charming yells at you.

Y/N: "Uhh...King? I don't think you married Princess Fiona.  She married that Ogre.  " You point out.

Prince Charming: "She didn't marry me.  She married that Ogre.  Now please, Let. Me. Out!"  Charming tries to push Y/N away but to no avail.

Y/N: "I'll let you out when you explain why you'll still be in Far, Far Away," you chuckle softly. 

Prince Charming:" I don't need to explain anything! The only thing that matters, is getting me out of this cursed cauldron and back to my kingdom.  Now  Unhand me." Prince Charming said again more sternly.

You hummed quietly, thinking hard while still holding onto Prince Charming. After a few seconds, you let go of his face and move back, a small smile on your face. You look around the room for your staff. The staff was made out of wood, and on the top was a white crescent moon piece with a chain of a boy fishing on the end with leaves attached to its sides.  On the bottom was a broom brush in case a witch ever needed to fly, you always had a few in case of emergencies. You walked back to Charming and placed your hand on Charming's forehead.

Y/N: "To get you home you must allow me to see the last location that you were in." You started and began to tap Charming's forehead with your finger.  

Prince Charming: "Fine. Just  hurry up and get me out already." Charming snapped again, still frustrated about being stuck.

 place one of your hands on top of Charming's temples.

Y/N: "Now let's see.."

The magic begins to swirl up and around the staff. Charming squints his eyes from the intense light radiating off your staff and begins to feel uncomfortable due to how bright it is.

Prince Charming: "Hey!" He yelled. Trying his best not to shout.

Y/N: "Oh!" 

The magic from the staff turned into a projector screen with images of the stage, with curtains, props and costumes, villains, and an Ogre. Charming's jaw dropped and Y/N couldn't help himself. You burst into laughter.

Y/N: "So that's why you didn't want to tell me."

Prince Charming: "What are you talking about, peasant? This is nothing compared to what I have been through! How could this be funny?"

Y/N: "You're hilarious when you're mad, your grace." You replied sarcastically.

Prince Charming: "Excuse me?! Do you know who you are addressing, peasant?!"

Y/N:" Yes I do. Some who's wanted for Treason and Conspiracy Against Her Majesty."

Prince Charming: "Treason! Why on Earth would you even consider that?!"

Y/N: "You're the Evil King of Far, Far Away."

Prince Charming: "...You're insane."

Y/N: "Not according to my staff, Your royal highness. You snitched on yourself" You snickered."But enough about me. I should probably get home. I wonder what my reward will be for turning into a criminal. "

Prince Charming:" Wait! Turn me in?"

Y/N: "Yes Your Royal Highness." You smile at him. You turn around and place both of your hands on Charming's shoulders.

Y/N: "Don't worry. I heard jail isn't that bad. It's better than the death penalty ."

Prince Charming: "Death?!" Charming gasped loudly, feeling panic rise inside of him. "Wait for a second! H-How about we make a deal?"

Y/N: "I'm glad you brought it up.  You felt the magic from the spell from earlier right? That's all from you. Here's my deal: Become my familiar, and I'll protect you, and won't turn you in."

Prince Charming: "What?!  That is absolutely unacceptable! Never!"

Y/N: "So you'd rather go to jail or die than stay by my side?" You ask with a raised eyebrow.

Charming: "I don't like the idea of dying."

Y/N: "Then do we have a deal?"

Charming thought long and hard.   Eventually, after a few minutes, he sighed defeated.

Prince Charming: "I suppose if you're willing to give me a chance, I'll agree with you."

Y/N: "Excellent! "

 You tap your staff on the floor and it ejects Charming from the cauldron. He lands in a pile next to the cauldron and slowly lifts himself up.

Y/N: "Now follow me, your highness."

Charming groaned as he got up, but followed you anyway. He was confused,  confused, and just confused. Why was some witch helping him? Was it just an act?  No, you seemed too genuine. There was something off about you, there was something he couldn't figure out. But at least he was safe...right?  Right?

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Again. I hope you like it and thank you for reading my crack story idea. Happy New Year's Everyone!

Also here's part 2 if you want to read it.

[ghostsangelic]

kinktober day one: tentacles (rain/aether)

from @kroas-adtam's kinktober ghost prompt list- we got some tentacle fuckery <3

Rain sighs something soft, dragging a hand down Aethers chest as he sleeps peacefully next to them. The sun is barely hitting the horizon, the beginnings of light shining in through their window and Aether looks positively beautiful, even when asleep. His chest rises and falls- and Rain had woken up with a hot want in their stomach. Slick pools in their underwear as they grind their sex against him, a soft whine leaving their lips. Aether stirs next to him, with a groan as the light begins to hit his eyes as well as the scent of Rain’s arousal, permeating the room with the sweetness of sea salt, mint, and petrichor. 

“Mmn… sea star?” Aether’s sweet, low voice raspy with sleep hits their ears and another high pitch whine leaves them, rutting against his thigh. 

“Needy this morning?” He shifts, voice right in their ear and breath on their neck, “Even after last night? Let me see that pretty tentacle of yours hm?”

“Uh-huh..!” Rain is exclaiming dizzily- pulling their boxers down hurriedly. Their tentacle peeks out of their slit, a pretty opalescent blue, wet with their own slick. Full body shivers hit them, the cold air sending gooseflesh all down their back. The appendage wriggles, pushing fully out of the sleeve and standing at full attention as Rain continues to rut their hips into nothing. 

“So pretty… what a good boy for me. Let me take care of you…” Aether phrases it as a question but its a statement, as he takes Rains tentacle into a big hand and sweetly- slowly jacking it off. Immediately, they’re writhing and moaning into Aethers shoulder- panting softly.

“Ae- feels s’good…!” Rain moans, loudly. 

“So loud puddle��� want Mountain to hear you? Touch himself to your sounds while he’s getting up to daybreak?” Aether teases in their ear, rapidly increasing his speed on Rains tentacle dick. “Want him to come in here and wreck that loose hole of yours?” Every word has Rains tentacle shivering, wiggling in Aethers grasp as he works them. Their legs shake, nails digging into Aethers skin as they get desperately close. His fingers teasing the head and swiping at all the blobs of pre-cum that drip down to use as more slick. “Unh- yes yes yes- close Ae! Gonna cum!” Rain’s voice is desperate, as they continue to make sweet noises into his skin. “Cum for me sweetheart. Let me see that pretty tentacle cum for me, “ Aether says, saccharine in every note of his voice.

  And that was all it took for Rain to come undone, tentacle undulating as he spurts cum all over his stomach and Aethers, gasping and crying out so prettily through their orgasm. Aether hums approvingly, working them through it and looking at the cum covering his hand. As Rain comes back down, Aether is putting his fingers to their mouth for him to suck…

“Time to clean your mess up like a good boy… “

[eternalstarlitwonderland]

MAGICAL☆SPEAKER

Hey!, Did you hear it?

Under the scorching hot sun

This good-feeling tropical island flavor

Playing in a continuous loop

If I could get close to you

The summer's number one

The top hit song is blazing hot

Like scorching hot

It's sunset

The sky throwing its colors at the world

In a myriad of reds and pinks, and light violets

A final attempt to prove its sovereignty over the sky

Before the slow descent into night

Looking at this tropical sunset

Thinking about the tropics

Taking me there

Seeing the tropical waves

Softly hitting my bare feet

Feeling the cool breeze

As I walked on pure white beach sands

Smelling the intoxicating exotic scent

Listening to the music of the tropics

Getting lost in the beats

Dancing the night away

The two of us are looking fine as hell

And play with the beat of this enticing music

In the passenger seat of a Lamborghini

At dangerous speeds around Monte Carlo

My heartbeat rings out to you

Mixed with playful imagination on my part

Mixed with simple flirtation on your part

Magical☆Speaker

Let's get enslaved to the groovy beats

Magical☆Speaker

I'm dancing to the beat of the music

Magical☆Speaker

Just turning up the volume

Until it's broken, Or people start to complain about it

A superior audio system of the magical boombox

Revealing my secret motives and desires

The alluring lyrics

Revealing my true self

You have beauty and talent and suddenly...

Stop!!

Unh...

Ready to go!!

Your eyes are like the ocean blues

That I can swim in

I want to gaze into them for eternity

Your style is cool and sophisticated

You're so fine!

Give me some of your swag

When you approach me

Knowing what to say

Makes me feel like I'm the only girl in the world

Starting with idle chatter

Please take my hand and hold me

Just wave goodbye to that passive and shy me

Magical☆Speaker

It starts to throb in my heart

Magical☆Speaker

I just can't help it

But dancing to the groovy beat

Magical☆Speaker

Please touch my porcelain white skin right now

Magical☆Speaker

This summer will once again

Bring a shooting star

From the sparkly starry skies

Magical☆Speaker

Let's get enslaved to the groovy beats

Magical☆Speaker

I'm dancing to the beat of the music

Magical☆Speaker

Just turning up the volume

Until it's broken, Or people start to complain about it

Magical☆Speaker

I'm your Cinderella

That you meet in the summertime

Magical☆Speaker

Let's get enslaved to the groovy beats

Magical☆Speaker

Just turning up the volume

Until it's broken, Or people start to complain about it

Boys and Girls

Everyone's eagerly awaiting an Eternal Paradise

This summer will once again

Bring tropical music

Like a cool crisp wind

[elle-p]

Persona 3 FES all school NPC dialogue not in https://gamefaqs.gamespot.com/ps2/932312-shin-megami-tensei-persona-3/faqs/50852 ripped from the US version of FES with Persona Editor.

Since these are ripped from the files, you can only tell who's saying what by the names at the top and guessing by seeing the used lines around it. Thus, there's some dialogue without a name attached. You also can't tell the date it was said.

For some reason, all the ns files have '> Your Charm seems to have increased! > Your Charm went from "{F2 03 01 01}" to "{F2 03 02 01}"!' in them (not the ones with 汚甥凹飲衣に央奥しますか?)

(4/7)Aw, man… My classroom is on the other side of the school…

[nm006_001](School Lobby)

(4/7)Oh, I'm so happy! All my friends are in my class this year!

Female Student: …… …… ……

[ns006_001](School Lobby)

Vendor: Ah, welcome.

Female Student: …… Ah… Uh…

Female Student: Ungh… Ah… …… Ahh…

Female Student: Uaaaghhh… Ohhh… ……

Female Student: Uughh… Uaagh… Ahh… Ahh…

Female Student: Ahh… Uhh… Unh…

Female Student: …… …… Uaaah… Aaaah…

Female Student: …… Uh… Ugghhh… ……

Female Student: Ugh… Ugh… Uuuuughh… Ugh…

Female Student: Uaaggh… Aaahh… …… …Auu…

Female Student: This is the dialogue for Female Student.

[nm006_002](School Gate)

Male Student: This is the dialogue for Male Student.

Female Student(7/1): You know Akihiko-senpai? So, you wanna be friends with the big man on campus, huh?

Girlfriend: I'm waiting for my boyfriend… I heard from my friend that there's this freaky website that's really taking off… I'm gonna ask my boyfriend about it, cause he's good with computers.

Girlfriend: I'm waiting for my boyfriend… We're going to go to the shrine. It's so peaceful there.

Curious Student: You know how every school has at least one mystery that no one can solve? Obviously, this school has its share… Like the sculpture in the Art Room that moves by itself! …It sounded cooler in my mind…

Curious Student: Have you heard that crazy rumor that's going around online? You can get revenge on someone just by signing up at a website.

Curious Student: That revenge request website might be real, y'know. I know some guys personally who signed up… Okay, so it was their sister… 's cousin…

Curious Student: Hey, did you know there's an observatory somewhere on campus? Rumor has it there is one, anyway… But I've never seen anything.

Curious Student: I looked into the mysterious observatory, and I found something weird. No one here has ever been near it. Not only that, no one knows how to get there! Though that's probably because no one would ever be caught dead in an observatory…

Curious Student: I've been investigating that observatory some more… Guess what? No one has even HEARD of anyone going inside. Plus, there's no trace of it ever being used for a school report or anything. Although if no one went inside, that would have to follow…

Curious Student: I'll be a senior soon, which means I'll be studying for exams every single day. But that doesn't mean I'm giving up the hunt for mysterious stuff like that observatory. I have a very inquiring mind, you know. That's what makes me so interesting to talk to.

[ns006_002](School Gate)

Curious Student: Hey, have you heard about the ghost in the Home Ec room?

{"Yeah, I did."}

Curious Student: I'm impressed. You know this school pretty well.

{"No…!"}

Curious Student: I heard there's a ghost in there, man. The sewing machine will be on, but no one's inside… Or you'll hear weird voices coming from in there…

Male Student: I saw a girl in gothic lolita getup in front of the station… Man, she was so cute, I had to go up and ask her out! I said, "Hey, wanna catch a movie or somethin'?" But she didn't even move, except for breathing! She didn't even bother looking my way… My ego still hasn't recovered…

[nm006_003](Class 2-F)

Male Student: I hear that some of the athletic teams are recruiting new members… …Just the Track Team, Kendo Team, and Swim Team, though. The others are full. If you're interested in joining, why don't you go check it out? Go down the stairs to the right and eventually you'll find it.

Male Student: Dude, why did the cultural festival hafta be canceled…? It was the perfect opportunity for me to hit on some fresh meat… Now, all my awesome pick up lines will go to waste.

Male Student: Dude, I was invited into that cult thing again… I wonder who's in charge of that mess? I bet he's a chick magnet…

Fat Student: Being on a diet sucks. Maybe you didn't notice, but I look different than I used to.

Fat Student: It must suck being unconscious… I mean, you don't even know if you'll wake up or not.

Junpei(MAY): So, all this time, there was a Persona-user in the class next door, huh? Dude, we've been missing out… What if she's cute!?

Junpei(SEP): Dude, do you think it's okay for a robot to be here? Don't get me wrong… It'll make class more interesting. But, what are we gonna do if someone finds out? Man, I don't know about this…

Junpei(NOV): I hate going back to the dorm at a time like this… sigh I wonder what's gonna happen…

Junpei(DEC): Man, I don't have a good feeling about today… sigh I wonder what's gonna happen…

Junpei(MAR): Dude, she was checking us out… How could I have missed someone so cute? What have I been doing with my time?

Junpei(MAR): Hey, have you noticed? Those freaks with Apathy Syndrome aren't around anymore… Just a little while ago, they were everywhere. Weird, huh…?

Aigis(SEP): Please do not fear. You and I will be together all the time now, Main-san.

She is still far from passing as human… It seems she is unable to understand ordinary feelings and conversation at the moment… If she were able to do that, you may be able to create a bond with her.(All of Aigis' September dialogue has this added on the end)

Female Student: I was happy with my score. All that studying I did during summer vacation paid off.

Junpei(MAR): Lotta stuff's happened this past year… I don't remember what exactly, but it was big, I know that. But… if it was that big, shouldn't I remember it a little better? Aw man, it's making my head spin… I'm confusing myself! What the hell did we do this year?

[ns006_003](Class 2-F)

Male Student: Hey, you know how popular Yukari is, right?

{"She's popular?"}

{"I had no idea."}

Male Student: Dude, how could you not know that? You two live in the same dorm! If you don't use that to your advantage, you might regret it later.

Aigis(MAR): ……

Junpei(MARCH): 'Sup, dude? Let's go to Hagakure! I haven't had the special in a while.

{"Can you spot me?"}

Junpei: Wha…? Hey, I don't have any money! I'm just a high school kid. C'mon, we're friends, right? Two buddies with a dream of being heroes someday? Yeah… those were good times.

{"Nah, not today."}

Junpei: Aww, don't be such a wet blanket! C'mon, we're friends, right? Two buddies with a dream of being heroes someday? Yeah… those were good times.

Junpei: …Well, forget that for now. Guess what? Toriumi-sensei called me to her office again… She asked me what my plans were from April onward… Shyeah, like I have any! I was grinning, but I got one hell of a lecture for it… Why's she so damn serious about it? Kenji said she doesn't even calm down for cake anymore! Damn, dude…

Junpei: Oh hey, I heard from Kenji that the new teachers coming in April are all women. He was so excited, it hurt to look at him. Not that I care… I already got someone… Wait… …… …… I did have someone, right… …… }H-Hey! I'm not kidding. Why would I make up something that depressing!? I just… wanted to say that I… had someone important before… …… How could I forget something that important? Something I know I'm not supposed to forget… …… Sorry man… I'm gonna pass on the ramen.

Junpei: There's something… I can't remember… …… Ah, I give up. But I feel like it's something I really gotta remember…

Aigis has a sad look on her face and is strangely quiet.

Aigis(MAR): ……

The girl has a sad look on her face and is strangely quiet.

Complaining Girl: Well, there's that revenge website, but… It sounds like just a rumor to me.

[nm006_004](2F Hallway)

(Weirdly, the people talking in this file are 'Female Student', 'Female Students', 'Female', and '骸稲吋(鰍)'.)

Complaining Girl: Hey, I saw this girl last time, in front of the station… She was wearing a frilly white dress! It was like a "white goth"! Isn't it getting hot to be wearing those kinds of clothes…? She must be seriously devoted to her look. There's no way I could pull that off in this kind of weather…

Complaining Girl: My parents seem really depressed… We got in an argument about my future, and I think I said too much. I'm afraid they'll up and join that cult thing…

Female Student(4/24): I don't know why, but I'm worried…

(This dialogue is by the 2 Female Students is 2F Hallway.)

Female Student(4/21): I don't know why, but I'm worried…

Female Student(5/2): I don't know why, but I'm worried…

Female Student(5/13): I don't know why, but I'm worried…

Female Student(5/28): He's so stoic…

Female Student(5/30): I wonder why… It's scary.

Female Student: They said a girl in classroom C fainted too… Apathy Syndrome again, right? Phew… I'm glad it wasn't someone in my class…

Female Student: I told you! She just happened to faint in front of the gate!

Female Student: I wonder why… It's really scary…

Female Student(6/27): I wonder why… It's scary…

Female Student: My friend said that the guy who disappeared from the town nearby… He might be a victim of that revenge website!

Female Student: Revenge website!? What is that? Is it scary?

Female Student(7/8): Yeah… It must be just a rumor…

Female Student(9/3): I wonder why… I don't like it…

Female Student(9/16): I wonder why… It's so mysterious…

Female Student(9/24): I wonder why… It's so unfair…

Female Student(10/5): Yeah… It's scary…

Female Student(10/20): I wonder why… That's so weird…

Female Student(11/6): Yeah… It's suspicious…

Female Student(11/9): Yeah… He's so bourgeois…

Female Student(11/30): Yeah… That sucks…

Female Student(12/21): I wonder why… It's mysterious…

Female Student(1/8): I wonder why… It's so scary…

Female Student(1/23): Yeah… We've always been like this…

Female Student(3/3): Yeah… We better study…

Mitsuru Admirer: I was walking around the other day, and this weird guy walked up to me… He didn't wear a shirt, and he had weird tattoos… I tried to look away, but… I accidentally looked right into his eyes! They were the coldest eyes I'd ever seen… and then he smiled at me! God, even thinking about it gives me shivers all down my back…! If only it had been Mitsuru-senpai! I would have fainted on the spot!

Female Student: … … …(8 different conversations with just this in)

Female Student(4/27): … … …

Female Student(5/26): … … …

Female Student(6/24): … … …

Female Student(7/18): … … …

Female Student(9/1): … … …

Female Student(9/24): … … …

Female Student(10/20): … … …

Female Student(11/5): … … …

[ns006_004](2F Hallway)

Complaining Girl: I heard from a friend online about this freaky site that's really taking off. She said it's about revenge or something.

(6/3, 2F Hallway. Female Student's lines are used)

Female Student: Y-You know how horror stories are popular now? I-I'm too afraidto listen to them…

Male Student: S-Stop… I don't want to hear any of that stuff!

Female Student: …If you're the last one left in the school buildings, you'll hear a creepy PA announcement… A sobbing grandmother's voice can be heard from the speakers… And if you don't leave the school within 42 seconds… They'll find your corpse covered in bright red blood!

Male Student: Hey… If that story were true… Wouldn't someone have to die every day? I mean, someone's got to be the last one left, right?

That's so creepy… I'm scared…

Yeah, it's still scary.

…… …… ……

(Different day now)

As punishment for ditching class, they're making me clean up the classroom… But no one would know if I ditched the punishment, too.

…… Ah… Uuu…

Uhh… Ahhhh… …… Ah…

Aaaa… Uaaa… ……

Uhh… Uaa… Ahh…

Ahh…

Uuu… Uh…

…… …… Uahhh…

…… Uhh… Uuuuu… ……

Uhh… Uuu… Uuuu… Uh…

Uaa… Ahh… …… Auu…

[nm006_005]

You really have to be careful who you date nowadays… They say love is blind, but… There's no way I could ever date a guy like THAT.

[nm006_006]

汚甥凹飲衣に央奥しますか?

[ns006_006]

汚甥凹飲衣に央奥しますか?

Male Student: Dialogue of Male Student.

[nm006_007](Office Hall)

Male Teacher: Dialogue of Male Teacher.

Teacher: There's a saying, "You have to learn to walk before you run." That means a student like you who's always trying to do more than he should…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "He who stays in the valley will never see over the hill." That means a student like you who's always focusing on the negative will…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "The weakest dog barks the loudest." That means a student like you who's always trying to impress the other students…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "Seeing is believing." That means the incident couldn't have been caused by a ghost because no one saw a ghost…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "The king has donkey ears." That means the things people are saying about me…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "Do not cast your pearls before swine." That means someone like you shouldn't be wearing such an expensive watch because…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "To err is human, to forgive divine." That means when I make I mistake…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "No pain, no gain." That means someone like you who's always trying to take the easy way out…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "The pen is mightier than the sword." That means a guy like you who's always trying to solve his problems by violence…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "The hermit thinks the sun shines nowhere but in his cell." That means someone like you who is satisfied living a mediocre life will never…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "A little knowledge is a dangerous thing." That means someone like you who thinks he knows it all will one day…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "Send a thief to catch a thief." That means when you do something, I can…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "Fellow sufferers pity one another." That means I used to be a lot like you when I was your age…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "Willows do not break but bend under the snow." That means a guy like you who tries to look tough…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "Two dogs fight for a bone while the third one runs away with it." That means you have to look at things from the other person's point of view…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "Make hay while the sun shines." That means while you're still young, you should…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "The proof of the pudding is in the eating." That means someone who is insincere like you will never…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "Artistic accomplishments are a lifelong benefit to their possessor." That means the world needs people who are talented…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Teacher: There's a saying, "Time is money." Now, what that means is that since I've spent the entire year talking to you…

The teacher continues to scold the student…

Male Student: He sounds like he knows what he's saying, doesn't he? Well, listen to this… He bought 1000 pages of writing paper to write a novel, but he gave up after only writing three pages. So, now he uses the paper at school because he doesn't want to waste it. Doesn't he know that the school supplies teachers with paper?

Male Student: He sounds like he knows what he's saying, doesn't he? Well, listen to this… He racked up thousands of dollars in credit card debt trying to impress a woman he was dating. Turns out she was only using him for the money!

Male Student: I just don't agree with that. I mean, I'm not trying to impress anyone… I'm just being myself…

Male Student: He's just saying that to make himself feel better. Instead of scolding me, shouldn't he be trying to figure out what happened?

Male Student: Hey, did you hear that? He thinks he knows what people are saying about him behind his back… But, if he really knew, he'd probably cry himself to sleep every night.

Male Student: Did you hear what he just said!? He doesn't think I should be wearing such an expensive watch! Can you believe that!? I bought this watch with the money I made at my part-time job!

Male Student: Is he talking about the mistakes he made in his last lecture? Ha! The whole lecture was a mistake. I mean, if you could even call it a lecture! laugh

Male Student: Hey, did you hear what he just said? That's absolutely ridiculous! He's a public servant who lives off of the money tax payer's work hard to make. Tch, "No pain, no gain"… What a joke!

Male Student: Hey, did you hear what he just said? A pen won't stop someone who's attacking you, that's for sure. Tch! If I listened to what he said, I'd get killed the moment I stepped outside.

Male Student: Why's he pretending to be so smart? I don't want to hear that I'm wasting my life from someone who lives in his car!

Male Student: Hey, did you hear what he just said? He thinks I'm dangerous. He thinks he knows what I'm going to do? Tch! Not even my dad knows that… I'm not a thief, either!

Male Student: He thinks we're the same!? He pities me!? Ha! Whatever, dude…

Male Student: He's trying to say that I only LOOK tough? Tch! He doesn't know me. Maybe I should punch him in the face and prove him wrong. …Nah, he's not worth the time in detention…

Male Student: He thinks he's so smart! See things from the other person's point of view, huh? How come he never sees things from MY point of view, then!

Male Student: Isn't he embarrassed to say that? I mean, think about what kind of job he has right now. I'm sure he didn't even study when he was my age.

Male Student: I'm so tired of all his preaching. "The proof of the pudding is in the eating." Ha! I'd rather be eating pudding than listen to him preach, that's for sure. sigh Now I'm hungry…

Male Student: What the hell was he just talking about? I agree I'm no Picasso, but… whatever. I mean, he's a horrible teacher and his class is sooo boring. Ugh, I wish I could drop his class.

Male Student: Did you hear what he just said!? I could say the exact same thing to him! I wasted a whole year of my life listening to his idiotic preaching!

(New Male Student now)

Male Student: Last time I was hanging out at the strip mall, I saw a dude with some wild fashion sense. Long, wavy hair, no shirt, and tattoos all up and down his arms. I know it's heating up outside, but he kinda went overboard… But hey, maybe it's cool to let your freak flag fly. If I was more like him, not givin' a rip what people think, I wouldn't have a care in the world.

I'm not feeling too good, but he had to run off for a substitute lesson… Anyway, he never gives me any medicine I ever heard of… If I take it, I might get sick. And if I don't take it, he'll give me this other concoction. Why did I bother coming here…?

(I know this one's used)

I came here cause I'm not feeling too good… I just wanted some cough drops, but he gave me this weird-looking medicine. I wasn't in the mood to gather my courage, so I declined… And he busted out ANOTHER weird medicine that I'd never seen before!

I wonder if Edogawa-sensei will ever give out any normal medicine. Everything he prescribes is abnormal in some way… Hey, don't you think Edogawa-sensei and Ounishi-sensei make a weird pair? They always fight with each other… But for those two, it works. One freaky couple…

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Female Student: The hallway in front of the Art Room is still kinda dirty… Don't they ever clean up around here? It's like that all over now, with the posters all over town… With all that, plus those scary cultist freaks, I don't feel safe walking around town anymore…

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Female Student: I saw someone putting up those posters the other day… When I think about people trying to recruit me into a cult, I get scared to go into town…

Cell-phone Student: The admin of the site I'm checking out now is highly respected… I dunno why, but I don't really care, either. As long as the site itself is cool, I don't give a flip what kind of admin runs it.

Cell-phone Student: I heard there's a revenge website, but… the URL is top secret, right? I'm trying to figure it out, so I'm looking all over the web on my cell. There's a local BBS that seems like it has a lot of info on the site. But it's all garbage info…

Cell-phone Student: My friend asked me for the URL of the revenge website, but… I don't know it. But even if I did, why would I tell anyone else? I'd just keep it to myself.

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Would you like to go to Ryoseikan High School?

Female Student: Sorry to ask this so suddenly, but do you like chemistry?

{"Yeah!"}

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Female Student: Chemistry is such a fun subject. I look forward to every experiment.

Female Student: I see…(idk what dialogue option leads to what)

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Female Student: That persimmon tree is gonna be cut down! What a waste! I soooo wanted to try its fruit…

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Female Student: That tree is a persimmon tree, right!? Do you think it'll bear fruit? I hope so!

Female Student: Some people are boycotting the decision to cut down the tree! I guess they want to try its persimmons… Nah, there must be another reason…

Female Student: I saw an old man pick a persimmon from the tree! It wasn't even ripe!

Female Student(New one): Oh… that drink…! Can I see it? Ooooh… is this the limited-edition drink you can only get in Kyoto? Wow… impressive! I have to say, I love these rare drinks. Have you seen this one? It's only available in the fall. You want some? Well… I can't let you have it for free. I'll need… let's say 5,000 yen, to part with it.

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> You didn't have enough money…

Female Student: You don't have the money? That's not good. You should always carry enough money for rare drink emergencies!Female Student: Wh-What!? Are you really going to pay me 5,000 yen for this!? Wow, you must be a rare drink maniac! Thanks, though! Now I can get my own rare drink! > Obtained {F2 1D 38 11}. Female Student: Hey... Maybe you could help out a fellow rare drink maniac... Do you think if we made those persimmons into a drink, maniacs all over the country would like it?

Female Student: Kansai, huh…? So even if I take the bus, it'll cost around 10,000 yen…? Argh… How many drinks could I get with 10,000 yen? …Yeah? What's up? You like drinks too, huh? But all of yours are normal drinks… That Kansai-only drink is so rare and awesome that everyone wants a sip!

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Female Student: I see… I guess you're not a rare drink maniac. sigh(This dialogue is at the end of the file)

She doesn't seem interested in the drinks you can buy here…

Female Student: Kansai, huh…? So even if I take the bus, it'll cost around 10,000 yen…? Argh… How many drinks could I get with 10,000 yen? Rare Kansai drinks… I wonder how they taste…

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To Have and to Hold: Ch. 7 Captured

By Skyler10

Summary: Honeymoon destination revealed, Bobbi and Hunter come back into the picture ;) (pun intended), and Daisy and Carol stretch that Mature-for-sexy-times rating after some dressing and undressing.

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Spring indulged the city with a sneak preview of its glory with a sunny, warm week to end March. All knew that it wasn’t here to stay just quite yet, but it was coming in full soon, a promise, a kiss of days approaching. 

For the past rainy week, Carol had dedicated her free time to honeymoon planning. She knew they wanted something relaxing, beachy, and new to both of them. After her talk with Daisy about making more decisions regarding the wedding, though, she was careful not to lean too hard on Daisy to make the final call. She clicked through search results for LGBTQ-friendly honeymoon destinations. There was no point in looking at islands that didn’t want them there in the first place. Every destination listed in Europe looked gorgeous but far away. Within the US, Hawaii seemed ideal but also far in the other direction. Miami seemed within their budget and fun, but not as relaxing. And hot and humid. They needed something farther north. 

One website offered just the thing: Pegasus Resort on Cape Cod, especially run by and for LGBTQ couples. They would take a ferry boat ride to and from the cape. Besides planning their activities, all she would have to do is book their flights and hotels. And a dinner for the resort’s upscale restaurant, of course. The other restaurants were more casual, and Provincetown had more options, but a special romantic dinner was basically a requirement for their honeymoon.  

Carol heard Daisy come in from her yoga class and called to her. “Hey! How was yoga?” 

“Hi. Good.” Daisy walked into the dining area where Carol was sitting at the table with her laptop and snacks. She leaned down to peck a kiss to Carol’s cheek. 

“I’ve got a honeymoon plan ready if you want to hear it?”  

“Ooo honeymoon? Uh, yes, obviously.” Daisy scooted one of the other chairs next to Carol’s so she could see the screen and took a few grapes from the snack plate. 

Carol took her through the Pegasus Resort website, photos of the area, and a few ideas of things to do. 

“And best of all, it fits the budget.” 

Daisy’s eyes widened. “For real? Babe, I’m so impressed. I’ve never been to Cape Cod.” 

“Me either! It’s not set in stone yet, so if you want to change anything, we can, but if not, I’m going to get it booked.” Carol’s mouse hovered over the Book Now button. 

Daisy bounced in excitement. “Yes, book it! While it’s still miraculously affordable.”  

Carol set to work filling out the information. Daisy weighed in when necessary, and soon enough, they had all the transportation and accommodation confirmation emails in their inboxes. 

Carol relaxed into her chair. “Whew, it feels good to have that done.” 

Daisy stood and reminded her, “Next up, our appointment with Bobbi and Hunter to talk about decorations and photos. We have about half an hour.” 

“Half an hour, huh?” Carol let her eyes linger over Daisy’s sports bra, bare midriff, and form-fitting yoga pants. 

“Unh-uh,” Daisy shut down her line of thinking. “I have to actually shower and get ready, and that is not enough time. Tonight. After.”

Carol stood and kissed Daisy with a promise on her lips. “Tonight it is.”

Daisy smiled against her and pulled away reluctantly. The clock was ticking and they couldn’t miss this crucial appointment.  

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When Daisy and Carol arrived at the cottage and half-acre grounds that now served as Bobbi and Hunter’s office, they learned Hunter was out shooting some B-roll for another wedding video, but Bobbi was ready for action. She had only been in the business a few years, hence her availability so soon to their date, but she already had a system for each element: decoration packages, florists she worked with, photoshoot options… she even had suggestions based on their colors. She may not have had a long resume in the business, but she certainly had the skills, style, and strategy to be a rising star within it. 

Daisy lit up at Bobbi’s guidance and competence. Carol still didn’t know the difference between a dahlia and a peony, but seeing Daisy happy was all that mattered to her. Being out of her element didn’t help with her resolution to be a more active participant, however, so she relied on Bobbi’s photos for visual references. 

After hours of decoration options and floral arrangement talk, Bobbi sent them outside to walk around the grounds for a break. Bobbi said it would help her get a sense for how they interacted naturally. She’d be nearby if they needed anything, and she would shoot a few practice candids but not close enough to hear them talk. 

The spring breeze was still chilly enough for them to wear their leather jackets (brown and relaxed fit for Carol, black and stylishly cut for Daisy), but the fresh air helped them unwind. They made their way down a dirt path to a pond lined with willows. Carol slipped her hand into Daisy’s as they walked and tried not to be self-conscious that Bobbi was watching them. 

“So,” Daisy began as they reached the pond, “what are you thinking of all this? You’ve been quiet.” 

“Right now,” Carol stalled, “I’m thinking about how your hand fits in mine and how beautiful this all is. If we weren’t already here to plan our wedding, I might propose.” She leaned in toward Daisy and winked. 

Daisy smiled but didn’t let her off the hook that easily. “And what about in there?” She tilted her head toward the cottage. “I know this isn’t really your thing, but I want you to be happy with it too.” 

Carol tried to put some of the terms together correctly. “I think the corsage ideas are exactly what your mom, grandma, and Aunt Wendy and Victoria would all wear, which is a wide range of personalities, so that’s something. And the… mmm… hanging things for the chapel walls? Also good. How about you?” 

“Yeah, for sure.” Daisy squinted against the sun as she looked out to the pond. “I’m honestly not sure we need decorations for the aisle. The chapel is so small, you know? I also wanted to ask you first, before Bobbi brings it up, what do you think about a unity candle in the ceremony? Or something like that?” 

“Unity candle? I don’t know. Tell me more.” Carol furrowed her brow and tuned in. The flowers and ribbons and table centerpieces were one thing, but ceremony symbolism and meaning-laden rituals were another. 

Daisy let go of Carol’s hand and held up two imaginary candlesticks. “Okay, so we’d each have our own candles lit before the ceremony, or we can light them, but the point is we would use them together at the same time to light a bigger middle candle. The important part to me is that we don’t blow out the individual candles.” 

“Ah. Right!” Carol followed the metaphor. “So we’re still individual people, but also we’re a couple. And getting married doesn’t change that we’re each our own person.”

“Exactly.” Daisy shrugged. “If you want to. If that’s too cliche or cheesy, we don’t have to, though.” 

“No, no, I like it. So Bobbi’s going to ask us to pick out candles then, right? Because I have to be honest, I haven’t given much thought to wax color and consistency or height or whatever.” 

Daisy smiled and slipped her arms around Carol’s waist. “I don’t think we need to stress about it too much. They are pretty basic and I have one or two in mind.”

“Thank you.” Carol leaned in and kissed Daisy sweetly. “And the candle is accurate because you light me up.” 

Daisy pulled back but kept her arms firmly around Carol. “The fire-themed puns are already starting?” 

“Well, you do set my heart aflame,” Carol explained. 

“Here we go,” Daisy sighed. 

“One, this was your idea, and two, you are the light of my life. You might even say my love burns for you.”   

“Done?”  

“For now, yes. For the rest of our lives? Just getting started.” Carol assured. 

Daisy rolled her eyes and kissed her. When they parted, she shook her head. “Now you’ve got me thinking of them too.” 

“Yes! I want to hear it!” 

Daisy dropped into a sultry voice. “Babe, you’re the hottest thing since fire was discovered.” 

Carol tried not to laugh. “Okay, we’ll work on it, but a solid start. A+ for the sexy tone, though.”

“Thank you,” Daisy said proudly and then noticed the sun was lowering in the sky. “We should wrap this up. But I haven’t forgotten about tonight.”

“Me either.” Carol winked. 

They walked back to the cottage to finish their appointment with Bobbi and discuss photo poses and locations. Bobbi showed them the practice shots she had taken of their break, and they scheduled some photos of the two of them in normal clothes and some in their gowns. 

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On Sunday afternoon, picking outfits for the photoshoot (besides the wedding gowns, of course) led to a full circle moment. As Daisy sat on the bed looking at makeup pro tips and couple posing ideas, Carol put on her deep red jumpsuit and black blazer that looked like the one she had tried on in white at the bridal shop. 

“How about this?” she asked to get Daisy’s attention. Daisy looked up from her computer and took in Carol’s outfit. 

“Yes, please.” She didn’t hide her lingering gaze. “I know exactly what I would wear with that one too.” 

“Yeah?” Carol stepped in front of the closet door mirror, which was long enough to reflect the whole outfit.

Daisy set her laptop on the bedside table and walked up behind Carol. “Three words. Little. Black. Dress.” 

Carol’s eyes met hers in the mirror. “But which one?” 

“My turn to try on.” She closed the closet door behind her so it would be a surprise until she had it on. When she opened it, Carol was sitting on the side of the bed, idly scrolling through the poses Daisy had left open on her computer. 

“How’s this?” Daisy asked, one hand on her hip with the other gesturing down the dress. Carol’s eyes followed her hand and continued down Daisy’s strong legs. Daisy had added heels for maximum effect, highlighting her calves. 

Carol walked over and stood beside her in the mirror. “Very sexy. Look at that power couple. Damn.” 

Daisy turned and pulled Carol in by the hips for a surprise kiss and then backed away just as quickly. “Okay, we have to pick out the casual outfits before I jump you for real.” 

“We have time for both,” Carol pointed out and took off the blazer. She hung it on the hanger and then took off her jumpsuit. “Your choice. I can put on my shirt or not.” 

“Stop,” Daisy whined. “You know I’m highly distractable. Shirt on first, I find something that looks good with it, and then I take it off. In that order.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Carol winked. She decided to speed up the process by walking into the closet and picking out a navy and lavender plaid button-up for herself and a blouse in a matching lavender top for Daisy. “I figured out we have these weeks ago and thought they might be good.” 

“Our wedding colors! Wow, these colors really are us.” 

Carol handed her the blouse. “And I figured we’d just wear jeans with them.” 

Daisy took off her black dress and heels and put on the blouse. She passed Carol and picked out a pair of jeans from the closet. “Hmm, these.” 

They were not her most comfy jeans for everyday wear, but they complemented her form in the right ways for a photoshoot. Carol picked a similar pair for herself. 

When they were dressed, they stood in the mirror together again. 

“What do you think?” Daisy asked.

“I think this is it.” Carol flattened her collar. Daisy turned to check out how her outfit looked from the back, and Carol wet her lips. “God, those jeans were made for your butt. I’m always both jealous and turned on when you wear those. It’s very confusing.”

Daisy laughed. “Like you can talk.” She swiftly squeezed Carol’s round bum in her tight jeans. 

“Hey!” Carol laughed. “Okay. That’s a casual outfit, a dressy outfit, and our wedding dresses. That’s enough, right? We still have two hours until we’re meeting Elena and Mack for dinner and to talk about the ceremony.”

“Yep,” Daisy popped the p. She grabbed a small black gym bag with rainbow handles they had gotten free at Pride but hadn’t used. “Anything we need for the photoshoot can go in here, and we can hang the other clothes in the garment bags with the bridal gowns.”

“Good plan.” Carol took the bag from Daisy and dropped it near the foot of the bed. “Okay, that’s enough dressing. Time for undressing.” 

Daisy kissed her and, as promised, unbuttoned her shirt until it was free. Carol took it and her undershirt off, and Daisy stripped off her own blouse and paused to kiss her again. She pulled away to hang the shirts on hangers so they wouldn’t wrinkle. Impatient, Carol wrapped her arms around Daisy from behind and unbuttoned her jeans while she was hanging the shirts. Daisy grinded back against her in retaliation, and Carol kissed her neck. 

“You know,” Daisy said, turning to unbutton Carol’s jeans in return. “This would go faster if we did one thing at a time.” 

“Okay.” Carol took off her jeans, laid them out on the bed, and stuck out her bum as she leaned over the bed and slowly and deliberately rolled them into a tight, neat log. She raised an eyebrow at Daisy, who was staring with her own jeans around her ankles. 

“Point made.” Daisy rolled up her jeans quickly and stuck both pairs in the bag. “We can worry about shoes later.” 

“Exactly.” Carol led her to the bed and in seconds, they were entangled, with hands tugging at undergarments and lips meeting again and again and thighs slotting naturally between each other. 

Daisy had an odd thought cross her mind that she was grateful to not only be born in an era and culture where they didn’t have to hide their relationship and could be married but also one in which they didn’t have to wait until marriage to have this. Not that it had ever been particularly accepted for queer couples to marry as long as they refrained from premarital sex, but it was more that she was relieved that figuring out sex wasn’t part of their wedding stress. Getting married had plenty of complications and emotions attached without that element. 

“What are you thinking about?” Carol asked as she saw the pensive expression on Daisy’s face. Carol stroked up and down Daisy’s side, and Daisy’s expression softened. 

“Just that I’m so glad we don’t have to figure this part out on our wedding night.” 

Carol involuntarily let out a little laugh and then agreed. “We would not have made it this long if we were supposed to wait.” 

“True, but can you imagine having to worry about not even knowing what to do and having our first time after all of this? Months of planning and scheduling vendors and life commitment, then to also be like sooo how does sex work anyway?” Daisy ran her fingers up Carol’s stomach to her breast and teased her nipple in emphasis. 

“That is way too much pressure for a honeymoon.” Carol rolled on top of Daisy and teased her inner thighs before working in to her warm, wet core. “Knowing every part of you, years of memorizing every sigh and gasp and moan… that’s what our honeymoon is going to be, and I wouldn’t trade one messy, imperfect night of all the time it took learning each other.”

Daisy bucked her hips into Carol’s touch and let out one of those moans. “Fuck, yes. Mmmn!” 

It hadn’t always been sexy to learn what they liked in sex, and they still tried new positions and toys on occasion that might or might not be for them, but their “Is this normal? How do we even do this?” days were worked out in college, during dates that turned into sleepovers and late nights studying for anatomy exams turned “studying” each other’s anatomy, so to speak. They had been young and awkward and new to it all together, and they found through experience what online advice in sapphic sex articles worked and didn’t for them. Now, as an established couple about to be married, they hardly had to think anymore about what to do with their hands, getting twisted up in the sheets, or being embarrassed or self-conscious about their bodies. Their legs and arms and lips and tongues seemed to just simply fit, as if they were made to be intertwined in lovemaking. But every movement and muscle memory was from years of vulnerable communication, awareness, and practice bringing them higher and higher out of the awkwardness of inexperience into the ecstasy of expertise. 

The wisdom from experience helped Carol time Daisy’s orgasm just so she was desperate but not frustrated. And it helped Daisy know when to reach for one of their vibrators, and which one, when Carol needed more to finally crest over the edge of pleasure. After Carol came, they kissed deeply, letting their tongues play, as the vibe still buzzed beside them. Daisy retrieved it and placed it between them, aligning with Carol’s folds so it was securely held against them both. She knew by now exactly where to put it and how to keep it there with their position.

“That took practice, for example,” Daisy panted. 

“It did, mmmhmm,” Carol agreed, turning it into a moan of pleasure.

Daisy did have to adjust it as her hips bucked, but they ended up coming together nearly at the same time, a rare feat, providing further emphasis that the work they had put in over the years was well worth every awkward, weird, imperfect moment it took to get there. 

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That night, as Carol was in the shower, Daisy had an idea of what her wedding gift to her would be. She searched her favorite wedding websites for the new-to-her term: boudoir photography.  She’d seen packages on Bobbi’s website, and looking into it, she thought Carol would appreciate it. It was a bit challenging to find pose ideas for brides that didn’t seem porny or made for the male gaze, but she could do the solo ones herself, and then if Carol was interested in some together, they could finish the shoot after the wedding with some creativity and adapting.