#why is bro giggling and kicking his feet??? /j

[slayedfrr]

Uh if the algebralien thinfie is still open for requesrs may you do pi and 14 :]]] (sorry im autistic about these creeturs)

YES

pi's yapping about how cool he is and fourteens just like :0

[littlestardude]

⏤͟͟͞͞☆Dating Kenny HCS|| Reader x Kenny McCormick

✰ - SFW & NSFW - ✰

Plot: Just sum HCS!

Note: I love Kenny McCormick so fucking much he's so pookie smookie, also first post yippee!

TW: Drugs, death bcs of drugs (its Kenny he comes back-), incest ment (concerning rats), smut HCS at the end

Gender: AFAB Gen neutral

✰ - SFW - ✰

FLIRTS NONSTOP. all day every day, he just doesn't fucking stop. But the moment you flirt back.

Bro is dead, 6 feet under, giggling and kicking his feet

Has trouble falling asleep and sometimes you'll wake up and he'll be just staring at you

"Kenny what the fuck are you doing... "

"You're so pretty... Can I not stare at my partner in the middle of the night!? :(("

Demands you cuddle him to sleep

Did I mention touchy?

Yea

Super fucking touchy

Literally has to be touching you all the time as if you we're his phone in his pocket or he'll freak out

Actually learned the value of life once you stepped in. He's died only once.

Why you ask? In his words

"I can NOT just say no to free drugs"

Drugs in question were something called... Crazy 8...basically 8 fucking drugs mixed together.

Yea he wasn't gonna survive.

Now you have to keep an eye on him, and tell him to just stick with weed

Oh yeah weed

Bro is toasted most of the time.

AND reeks of weed 24/7

Anytime you smell weed the first thought that pops into your head is, "where's Kenny? "

Basically weed is a comforting smell to you now 💀

Asked you to get high with him

You were reluctant at first but then you tried it... Let's just say it's a common occurrence now

You think he's flirty when he's sober? When he's high omfg.

Compliments like crazy, and can actually take compliments back when he's high

You adore high Kenny because he literally turns into the silliest mf alive

Super duper touchy when you're both high, like on top of each other the whole time

Piercings out the wazoo

Tattoos to come...

You let him shower at your place so he actually became CLEAN once you started dating.

Like his hair is actually touchable now, and not greasy

He's still a rat boy tho, and does dirty rat boy things

Actually HAS rats

You came over one time and he introduced you to his ratty children

"This is Frankie, and Frankie Jr, and Frankie Jr Jr, and that's Maggy, and Rosie and- FRANKLIN JR GET OFF YOUR SISTER RIGHT NOW! >:("

"Um, Ken... I don't know how to tell you this but rats dont care about incest..."

Almost cried, "it's like medieval Spain all over again... "

You pat his back, "it never gets easier... " you sighed dramatically

Loves animals, you guys wanna get a dog and cat together!

He loves you and adores you so much

He thinks you're the best person to ever come out of this cruel world, and he tells you that all the time

You also love him. So much. You think he's the prettiest, sweetest boy

You tell him that most of the time when you think he's asleep, he usually isn't because he loves hearing it

Back to the weed thing, LOVES when u guys order McDonald's when ur both high and have the munchies

Bro can throw down 2 big macs, 1 double quarter pounder, 20 piece chicken nuggets, and 2 orders of large fries and still be like

"I need something sweet... " 💀

Anytime you're out with your friends, Kenny's usually wearing his parka and you're the only one who can understand Kennish

Also holding hands the whole time

It took you awhile to get used to the fact you had a super clingy partner but you got used to it

You guys were able to get a place together eventually after high school

It's super shitty but it's home <3

You'll eventually upgrade after grueling work and endless shifts

But you definitely make time for each other

✰ - NSFW - ✰

(The fun begins *rubs hands evily together*)

SWITCH KENNY SUPREMACY!!! Literally does not mind either, as long as he's with you and he's naked? And you're naked? Bros chilling

Fucking loves oral, receiving and giving

First time he ate you out, you were on cloud mf 9, seeing stars n shit

He LOVES your thighs, like before he eats you out he just likes kissing and squeezing your thighs

HOWEVER. The first time you sucked him off. Omg, HIS thighs were MESMERIZING.

Something about boys thighs... Just seeing them pushed together, your fucking weakness.

His thighs are pale and ever so slightly plushy... Help me

KNOWS WHAT TO DO WITH HIS MF HANDS‼️

He grabs you and stimulates you in the best fucking spots

LOVES COCKWARMING. NEED I SAY LESS.

You guys will just be chilling watching a movie, and he'll just go like

"Babeeeee... " that's literally all he needs to say bcs you know what he wants.

After some time of just being on his dick it kinda hits you, "I'm on his cock, I could literally do what ever I want... " you think, evily

You'll shift your body around to where you're looking at him and he already knows what's coming, his hands are IMMEDIATELY on your hips

And you start slowly bouncing up and down

Doesn't take him long to start making noises

He's very vocal during sex, he sees no point in staying silent

Plus the first time he moaned super loud during sex you literally came on the spot.

Now he can't help but moan and whimper when you're on top of him because he knows you love it

AFTERCARE KINGG

Usually urges you two to take a shower after sex

Sometimes ends up into shower sex if the both of you still have the energy

You bought a shower stool so you both could fuck in the shower because one time he almost slipped and will NEVER live it down

"IT WAS SUPER SLIPPERY OKAY"

"You stepped on the soap babe... You almost went flying"

Yea a shower stool and those mats for the shower floor

[lyxvija]

I'M GIGGLING, KICKING MY FEET, TWIRLING MY HAIR, BITING MY NAILS, JUMPING OVER THE WALLS, FLAPPING MY HANDS AND CRYING FROM JOY. YOU FED ME SO WELL OH MY GOD THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭😭😭

THE HEADCANONS ARE S P O T O N AND THE WAY YOU INVISION HIM SJDKRJRHRJRKRK

AND THE ENDING... AAAAA THE ENDING KILLED MEEEE. WHAT R U GONNA SAY AT MY FUNERAL NOW THAT YOU KILLED ME /J

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"THERE WAS NO TRUST TO BEGIN WITH."

"It would take Mammon so long to mentally digest that he started to dissociate a little."

"When he got up, turned around, and left with the words “Gimme a minute” you knew how bad it was. Nobody managed to turn the energetic Mammon speechless… him showing no emotions was scary."

THE ANGST. MY HEART CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH. I LOVE IT HERE. IM DEAD DECEASED BURIED AND GONE IMMA HUNT YOU GRAB YOU AND SHAKE YOU AROUND HOW DARE YOU MAKE SOMETHING THIS GOOD.

bro he's just sitting there and he's like... "i fucked up..." and reader is like- "bro *i* fucked up" and their follow up discussion is just them crying and apologizing and explaining themselves /hj but honestly it'd be the sappiest shit ever, BUT THE REASSURING CUDDLING AFTER IS HEAVENLY MY LORDDDJSJSJSKD

i have my own headcanon: bro is a sucker for head scratches, would absolutely melt, especially after a long day, he comes home to rest, gaming between s/o thighs, their fingers softly scratching his scalp and massaging it.

he loves to give hugs from the back! capturing you and hosting you up you're helpless! put whatever you're doing down and pay attention to him instead.

enjoys spa days with s/o especially if they spoil him with face masks and such. he will NEVA admit it though.

WILL like you if you're not paying attention to him. as simple as that send tweet (but only after like- a looooong time in the relationship, y'all already so comfortable in, and he's in a silly mood)

ID WRITE MORE BUT ITS 4:30 GNNN!! YOU'RE DOING AMAZING!!!

Nooo. Quick homies! Get the necromancer! One simp is down!!😫

Hehe glad I could bring you joy. >:D and I agree to the hcs!

Hehe! I also hc purring mammon that likes scratches >:3 Especially under his chin and around his face cause the suit keeps rubbing there, so he is sensitive. Spooder is touch starved. Only his S.O. would be allowed to scratch and touch him... and they better scratch him for hours... WHY DID YOU STOP?? WHAT DO YA MEAN YOUR HANDS HURT??

[If you say he has to pet you too, he'd really do it... but when it's your turn again, he won't let you back out xD. It's like a bonding thing for him, too.

Also, if you're curious about other specific headcanons- hit me up. : D I love rambling about the big jester man!💚

[ashitshowforalot]

so i finished speak now taylor’s version, i cried, thoughts and feelings under the cut

1. mine- bro why am i crying??? her vocals are so different bc she doesn’t have her twang 😭 she sounds so pretty though. ‘FOR THE FIRST TIME’

2. sparks fly- still makes me want to jump and dance around but her vocals are more present if that makes sense??? like it used to blend together for but now i mostly hear taylor. god her voice is so much mature now.

3. back to december- oh hello bell i didn’t realize you were there. okay i’m gonna cry again bc of this song. “I MISS YOUR TAN SKIN YOUR SWEET SMILE”

4. speak now- oh she sounds so pretty already. it’s still so dreamy in this song 😭 “ you wish it was me ☺️ don’t you😏” HER LAUGH OH MY GOD

5. dear john- bro she sounds like she’s gonna cry in the beginning of this, it’s gonna make me cry. oh god 32 year old taylor singing about what happened to 19 year old taylor. go the way i never realized she blames herself until after the bridge “i should’ve know” into “you should’ve know” because he was older HE should’ve known.

6. mean- okay banjo!!! she’s still so cute, i love you mean, forever in my heart 💜 okay tiny ity bitty twang in this song, she’s having fun and i love it.

7. the story of us- okay the guitar is leaning more pop ish than the alternative kind it was leaning towards in the original, not bad i can still bop to it but i’ll miss the guitar riffs, you can hear her little smile on “next chapter”. “LIKE ITS KILLING ME YEAH” aidhsjkshdj “the end” yes taylor

8. never grow up- oh okay, yeah i’m gonna cry. i cried too much to type anything

9. enchanted- oh she’s still enchanting lol, so dreamy oh my god. i will be screaming this in the car actually. oh it actually absolutely amazing.

10. better than revenge-oh i love her already, she did change the lyrics 😔, it slaps but i will hold a candle for the original lyrics because they are so fun to scream misogamy be damn. other than the lyric change she’s absolutely amazing, HER RIFF OH MY GOD, the mocking lyrics, i love them

11. innocent-how hard was this to re record this knowing that this person would continue to hurt her after she had forgiven them. “32 and still growing up now” brb gotta go scream.

12. haunted-YES OH MY GOD THE DRAMA OF THIS SONG, ooo the echoing is fun, the breaths ahkfsh i love all the little things about this album. genuinely one of my favorites from the original and tv holds the same place in my heart. her vocals give me life

13. last kiss- oh god that first beat still makes my heart drop. okay i am going to cry again. tiny twang again. we lost shaky breathe but the song is still so sad even without it.

14. long live-my favorite song to date actually and i might cry. it’s still so good 😭 god and to know so many people who knew her when she wrote this still know her and support her. thinking about her guitarist has been with her for so long and this song is for the people like him and for us and i just i-

15. ours- ours is such a cutesy song, i love her she deserves a kiss on the forehead. kicking my feet and giggling. her laugh again 😭

16. superman-i love you superman you are such a fun song people forget about you, got me dancing and having a fun time, ignoring that it’s probably about j**n m****r.

17. electric touch-our first vault song!!!! oh wow she’s different, she’s so speak now though, oh fallout boy is so fun on this song, taylor has now claimed the time 8:05 lol, i hear the fob influences but the song is still so taylor

18. when emma falls in love- ooo piano she’s fun, oh taylor girl what emma are we referring to babes, when emma falls in love is cute though, not my favorite vault song though, not a skip let’s be clear

19. i can see you- oh, she’s fun, she different, oh my god who are you???? oh she’s rising in ranks so fast, oh my god i love her so much “ i could you up against the wall with me” TAYLOR GIRL, i am scandalized

20. castles crumbling- hi hayley i love you, taylor girl are you okay? nothing new 1.0?, castles crumbling was not what i thought it was, i think i might cry actually, don’t worry hayley got a verse lol, anyways taylor girl are you okay??? anti hero 1.0? bro???

21. foolish one- oh okay happy beat sad lyrics, taylor said take your anti delulu pills or this song is about you, “how could i not see the signs” taylor???? babes what happened??? “he just wasn’t the one” oh okay that hurt a little a lot

22. timeless- oh good old taylor and a guitar, oh no taylor sweetheart i don’t think you would’ve been timeless, why does this hurt, oh this feels so bittersweet

anyways favorite base 16 song is long love and haunted

favorite vault song is i can see you

[bbina]

and then I was like

HE didn't tell me anything

*redacted* (our friend) did

and she was like

oh

WHY DIDNT SHE TELL ME

so I texted the first friend amd she was like HES NOT TALKING TO OTHER GIRLS IVE SEEN WHO HE TALKS TO HES A GOOD GOOD GUY

and then the friend who said to not text him texted me again saying he's NOT talking to other girls like that and he actually really really likes me and I was like ?!?!??!

I dknt really care atp in time but like he is undeniably cute

so my friends were like "do what you want"

ask ur guy best friend, so I did, he told me that his best friend is the another mutual friend (who js btw the nicest person om the planet) but his other friend group is f boys but he's normal. and one thing I appreciate abt my guy best friend is tgat when I ask abt people he knows in situations like this he tells me everything

so I told my friend who said not to text him and she said HIS best friend texted her and told her that he's NOT talking to other girls and that he really really really likes me and j was like damn us we've only had a few interactions on twitter in the span of like a year maybe

anyways I texted him and when I tell you that within MINUTES bro had me giggling and kicking my feet which was WILD

and he's so talkative it's so nice

and then he texted me until his phone died and the when it turned on again he started texting me while it was charging until we fell asleep. AND THEN WHEN HE WOKE UP AT 4 FUCKING AM HE TEXTED ME AGAIN

and so I woke up to pictures of his adorable fluffy ass cat

AND MY EX TEXTED ME AND ASKED

"wyd"

and I was like we broke up pike 2 weeks ago, almost 2 months ago in my head where did you come from

and he said "I miss you" and I was just thinking

HE HAS HORRIBLE TIMING

-🪤

what im getting here is someone tried to sabotage u??? but if i could say one thing is that dont go back to ur ex 🙏 hes an ex for a reason 🙏🙏🙏

[mikeys-bike-slut]

Untitled Part 18

With last night chapter being so bad I decided to upload this early to make up for that train wreck haha I hope you'll enjoy it!

Previous Part

Warnings: small angst, crack

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Next day: 

Finally this day came. My first Toman meeting ever since I got out of the hospital, finally we're going to find out who's going to be the new 1st Division captain. Mikey did not say a word about it and whenever I tried to ask about it he either ignored me or just changed the subject which made me uneasy, knowing this idiot I wouldn't be surprised if it's fucking Hanma or some shit as Mikey loves pulling stunts like that, but with Chifuyu being the vice captain I hope Mikey discussed it with him.

It felt great to wear the Toman uniform again and to ride on my own even if the weather wasn't exactly the best for bike rides. The snow been falling heavily and many of us cursed Mikey for being so adamant to meet at the Musashi shrine. Not enough we're going to freeze our asses off but also gotta somehow climb the goddamn stairs which I imagine gonna feel more like a fucking ice rink than anything else. Is that his plan? Who ever actually makes it to the top gets to be captain? I giggle to myself at the thought as I shut off Goki and take my helmet off once I arrive at the carpark by the foot of the shrine. 

"Someone's in a good a mood" I hear Takashi's voice from behind me and I just give him a wide grin.

"You kiddin'? I'm finally back, baby" I grin feeling like an excited child as I stretch.

"It's glad to have you back" Hakkai gives me a grin then gives me a bro hug and pats my back.

"It was too quiet without you" I hear a familiar voice and my eyes widen. 

"PAH!" I yell and I tackle the missing captain. "I didn't know you been released!" 

"Yeah they shortened my sentence for good behaviour" he winks then hugs me tight.

"They didn't know you, that's why" Takashi grins and we all let out a laugh and pat Pah's shoulder.  

"Definitely not" Draken chimes in with a grin as he appears behind us actually scaring Hakkai and me. 

"I didn't miss any of you fuckers" Pah frowns playfully and Peh just lets out an offended gasp.

"Pah you just lost your husband" I laugh and the guys burst out laughing as Peh acts like an offended lady. 

It felt nice to laugh. We all missed Pah so much, we missed the team. Everything felt like before I was just waiting for Baji to chime in until I suddenly realized he won't. I stop in my track and just turn towards the parking lot, my eyes desperately searching for him. I'm waiting to hear the Goki's exhaust, to hear his cursing as he gets off of his bike and cursing at the vehicle for almost dying on him before giving me a big grin. Even if I deep down I know he won't be there I just stand there and wait. A tear rolls down my cheek until I feel a hand on my shoulder. 

"I miss him too..." as I turn I find Chifuyu standing there looking at me from under his messy black bangs. "Not gonna lie I also waited for him to show up" he sighs then offers me a smile. "Don't be sad. Knowing Baji if he'd see us being sad and depressed over him he'd kick our ass" he frowns and I can't help but let out a small laugh.

"Thanks Matsuno" I smile at him then I hug him. "You're doing alright?" 

"Of course, Peke J keeps me busy" he chuckles. "Though I hate this weather. I do not like snow" he frowns which makes me chuckle a bit.

"To be fair I happily would've had this meeting somewhere indoors" I chuckle then sigh as I look at the stairs then suddenly let out a yelp as I see something sliding down almost knocking me over. 

Once the something stops at the bottom of the stairs we realize it's not a something but a someone and that someone is Hakkai.

"I hate Mikey..." he groans as he lays on his back rubbing his ass. Chifuyu and I couldn't help but let out a laugh before helping the vice-captain up onto his feet. 

"You good Shiba?" I chuckle softly as I brush the snow off of his uniform. 

"Yeah, but I will kick Mikey when I see him" he groans then let out a sigh. "I was almost at the top..."

"I'll help you kick him" I chuckle. "Alright let's give this a try"

Like determined climbers we started climbing the icy stairs but that determination was quickly destroyed when Draken himself along with Mitsuya -who he just dragged with himself the second he slipped- came tumbling down taking all three of us out like some human bowling pins resulting in a pile of Toman at the foot of the shrine.

"Fuck this meeting..." I groan as I lay on top of Draken and Hakkai with Mitsuya and Chifuyu laying across me. 

"You assholes are heavy..." Draken groans from the bottom of the pile.

"What are you all doing...?" a familiar voice comes from our right. Mikey...

"I'm going to kill him" I groan.

"Take a number" Hakkai groans from under me.

"I'll join" Draken joins the groaning meanwhile our commander just stands there giving us a confused look.

"Fuck you and your outside meeting, Manjiro" I say as I look at him then slowly getting up as Chifuyu and Mitsuya helps me on my feet. 

"What's up your asses?" he frowns still having a confused look in his obsidian eyes. 

"What do you think?" Draken growls as he finally gets on his feet brushing the snow off of himself. "The fucking stairs are life threatening" 

"That's why you all should've used the side path... idiots" he shakes his head then sigh. "Follow me" 

"There's a side path?" I whisper as I lean to Hakkai. 

"I don't know" he whispers back.

"I never fucking heard of it" Takashi whispers as we both look at him then all of us glances at Draken.

"Don't look at me like that, do I look like a guy who's good with direction?" he says almost offended. 

We all follow Mikey up to the side path and praise every existing God for finally making up the fucking hill to the shrine where Pah and Peh and rest of Toman already there giving us questioning looks. 

"Say a word and you're all dead" Takashi growls at his division who all just look away immediately.

"Okay, now that I have gathered all of the captains we can finally begin. First of all, thank you all for your hard work in the investigation that has been going on the past few weeks. There are a few things we need to discuss. First of all, I want to welcome back two very important members. Third Division Captain, Haruki Hayashida or as most of us know him; Pah" Mikey announces and raises his hand motioning to Pah who just grins as he stand in front of the gang and we all let out a loud cheer.

"Good to be back home" he grins. "Thank you for having me back" he bows to the gang and there's a mixture of cries and cheers. I wipe a tear from my eyes then let out a loud excited yell. 

"Glad to have you back home, brother" Mikey smiles as he offers Pah a hand which he happily takes then pulls him into a hug. They pat each others back then pull away and Pah comes back to join his fellow captains. 

"Second, I'd like to welcome our Angel back" he shouts then raises his arm to me and I just roll my eyes with a smile.

"Well, apparently you just need to get stabbed to get the spot light" I joke and a laugh runs across the gang and Mikey just rolls his eyes with a smile. "But on a different note, I'd like to thank all of you for all your help and support. You're all my family. Thank you" I say then I bow to the gang. The gang cheers the gives me a round of applause then just I walk back next to Draken who gives me a big grin.

"And now to discuss something that is less cheerful" Mikey starts and my stomach turns as I know what he means especially when Chifuyu walks up to him and stands beside him. I thought I'm going to be okay with it, ready for it but apparently I am nowhere near ready to let Baji go "With losing Baji we have lost not just our 1st Division Captain but a friend, a brother, a soul mate. No one will ever replace Baji, so know that the next 1st Division Captain isn't replacing Baji but will carry on his memory, his work and his devotion to Toman. I had discussed this with Chifuyu and we both agreed that our choice will be the perfect person to carry on Baji's legacy as the Captain of the 1st Division" Mikey explains and there's just pure silence amongst all of us. I clench Draken's hand trying hard not to faint or break down crying. Out of all of us losing Baji hit me and Chifuyu the hardest. "With no further delay, the next 1st Division captain is-" 

"I'm sorry I can't do this" I whisper to Draken as I let go of his hand and I turn away, start walking off, not wanting to hear those words coming out of Mikey's mouth. I just... I can't accept it. Baji's the only 1st Division captain. 

"Angel where the hell do you think your going?" Mikey's voice echoes in the silence and I just stop in my tracks. 

I turn around then bow. "Forgive me, commander but out of my own selfishness I cannot stand to hear nor talk about having a new division captain. No disrespect to who ever is the next captain but to me that division belongs to Baji and no one else. Forgive me for saying it so bluntly but no one other than Chifuyu deserves that title, no one knew Baji well enough to carry on his greatness" I say in a serious tone as I look at him. 

"No one, huh? You're questioning my choice as the commander of Toman?" he asks as he starts walking up to me. 

"Mikey..." Draken steps out but Mikey just quiets him with a simple motion. 

"If it comes to picking anyone other than Chifuyu then yes I do" I say with a more powerful tone as I start to get annoyed. I know I should just stay quiet and going against the commander really isn't a wise idea but when it comes to Baji I just can't think straight. 

"After all these years, you seriously question me...?" he cocks a brow but his tone... it's not his Toman voice, this is not the Invincible Mikey, I wasn't talking to the commander of the Tokyo Manji gang... I was talking to my childhood friend, that sweet dumbass who I have movie marathons with and play fights over snacks. "Matsuno!" he calls out without breaking eye contact with me. 

[obx-writings]

Enough is Enough

Gif from @rudypankows​

AN: Hi! Here it finally is! This took me a long ass time to make and I've never written smut before so idk how it is but it was definitely fun to write! I hope you enjoy it!

JJ Maybank X Reader 

Summary: You and JJ have been pining over each other for years now, constantly hurting each other without knowing. Your friends can’t stand by any longer and decide it’s time to interfere.

Warnings: SMUT!! unprotected sex (wrap before you tap guys) I think that’s it honestly

WC: 4.1k oof

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It had started as a game. An unspoken game of who could break who first. You and JJ had known each other for years, the feelings between you two and the subsequent sexual tension between you rising with every passing glance, every hug, every lingering kiss to the cheek. The game however, was between John B and Kie. Which one of them could get their respective best friends to admit it first. They’d wagered a decent chunk of cash on it, Pope constantly rolling his eyes at the two for meddling. “It’s not our job to push them, they’ll get there on their own.” He’d say, but they’d just shake their heads and laugh.

Kie’s argument was that she was done watching you pine over JJ for years, your heart shattering every time he’d bring a new girl home to the Chateau, for you to listen to while he wished it were you under him. She was done with watching JJ sulk, drinking away his feelings so much he’d pick up a Touron that always had some semblance of you in them; They’d wear your signature color, they’d use a similar shampoo, or JJ’s personal favorite, they’d drink the same cherry flavored liquor at the boneyard. Kissing them always tasted like how he’d imagine you did. And John B? Well he was sick and tired of listening to JJ fuck some tourist, only to kick them out the next day, slam the door to his room, and cry.

At this point, John B and Kiara had decided that enough was enough. Their usual jealousy attempts to try and get one of you to admit it only resulted in one of you starting a fight and then not admitting as to why you were mad. John B decided he was just going to tell you what was going on, even if it meant that JJ would kill him. He had watched the two of you suffer in silence long enough.

You two were breaking each other by holding onto your feelings as long as you had, and they decided enough was enough. Which leads you to tonight. You had no idea that Kie and John B had this bet going, and you had no clue that JJ felt the same way. You washed your sorrows down with that cherry flavored liquor JJ longed to taste on your tongue so much. Kie had dressed you in her clothing, saying “You deserve to feel like an expensive bitch every once in a while!” Which made you laugh. JJ was chatting up some girl in the corner, and everytime you looked over, you felt your eyes burn with tears that refused to leave. Respectively, every time JJ looked your way, watching you dance around, sweaty and care free and absolutely beautiful, his heart panged, aching to be the one grabbing your waist, pulling you back into him, whispering the things in your ear he dreamed of doing to you when you two left. It was killing him.

As if almost on cue, John B and Kie looked at each other, determined for this plan to work. Pope took notice of this and rolled his eyes.

“You’re crazy if you think this will work.” He laughed. “You’re last six attempts all tanked bro, just give it up. They’re both too fucking stubborn.”

“Pope, they’re killing each other. It’s getting painful to watch.” Kie stated, taking a sip.

“Hey, it’s your guy’s funeral when JJ goes insane and punches you.” He pointed a finger at John B. John B just shrugged and stood up, setting his cup down in the sand, he walked over to where you were dancing with some guy who obviously was a Touron considering his Outerbanks t-shirt and bad sunburn.

“Mind if I cut in with the lady?” He asked, sending you a wink. You laughed and took his outstretched hand, not giving a second thought about the boy behind you. Dancing with John B always made you feel the happiest at parties. He knew how to make you laugh, never judged your horrid dance skills, and most importantly, he took your mind off of a certain blonde haired boy. You never looked at John B as more than just your best friend, your brother. He was there for you through everything, and you for him as well, which is why it surprised you when tonight he turned you around, his chest pressed to your back. He pulled you close, dancing against you. He leaned down and whispered in your ears.

“Y/N, there’s something I need to tell you, and know that I hate that I’m the one who’s saying it to you.” You felt a rush of anxiety wash over you. Was this where he tells you he knows you like JJ, and he doesn’t feel the same? Is he going to admit to something that you don’t reciprocate? Your mind wandered, worry radiating off of you. You nodded, and waited for your heart to break.

JJ, sitting on the other side of the beach, took notice of this. He watched as his best friend walked over to the girl he loved, sweeping her off her feet as he pulled her to dance with him. He watched as John B spun you around, grinding against you. He balled his fists and his jaw clenched. He watched as John B leaned down to whisper in your ear. What could he have possibly said that made your face red. That should be him. That should be him holding you, dancing with you, making you smile, blush, giggle, scream, all of it. He noticed when you nodded, his mind wandering. What had you agreed to? Were you about to hook up with his best friend. His best friend that he never told his feelings about. Did he deserve to be this upset at John B? JJ never told a single soul his feelings for you, thinking if only he knew, it would just go away. He didn’t blame John B for wanting you. Your carefree spirit, your infectious laugh, the way you care so deeply for others around you. He noticed when John B said something, and your beautiful eyes met his in an instant. He noticed that John B was still talking, but your eyes were glazed over, focusing on JJ’s, not paying attention to what he was saying. He noticed when you left John B’s grasp, shaking your head, tears threatening to spill over. He noticed when you backed away, turning and walking quickly up to the Chateau. He never stood up so quickly. He walked over to John B, his voice strained, slightly raised.

“What the fuck just happened, bro?” JJ asked. Kie and Pope watched the scene unfold, walking over to join their friends. “What was that.”

“I told her bro, I told her everything.” John B stated, treading carefully with his words so as to not provoke his already ansty friend.

“What exactly is everything.” JJ stated through gritted teeth.

“You know, J.” JJ went to raise a fist, not sure if he was angry at John B for telling you, or angry at himself that he couldn’t. John B grabbed his arm, pushing his back.

“You were never going to tell her, and I was so sick of listening to her cry every goddamn night over something that wasn’t even true. So go, tell her yourself. Fill in the gaps, go and get the girl, for once JJ.” John B was staring at JJ so intently, his hands bunched in the collar of JJ’s shirt. His words were harsh, and they hit JJ like a truck. Did this mean maybe, just maybe, you felt the same way about him? How could he have been so stupid to parade a string of women in front of you. JJ looked at John B, nodding, and pulling his hands off him. He looked over at Kie, who sent him a sympathetic smile. Turning on his heels, he walked up to the Chateau.

The sand under his feet shifted with every step, his heart pounding beneath his chest. What if you really didn’t feel the same? What if you were utterly repulsed by the idea of him seeing you the way he did. His thoughts raced as he pulled open the old wooden door. There you were, sitting on the couch, your head in your hands, gripping the strands of your hair tightly. The creak of the door surprised you, and you lifted your head to be met with the most beautiful shade of blue staring back at you.

“Y/N, I…” JJ started, but you held your hand up, signaling for him to stop. You stood up slowly, wiping away the stray tears that had fallen, running a hand through your hair.

“I just wanna know why. Why would you bring your parade of Touron sluts through the door, practically throwing them in my face. All I did was lay on this couch and cry my eyes out as I listened to you fuck the shit out of someone I wished was me? God! Why didn’t you just tell me?” You practically screamed. All the pent up anger had been released, and you were left with your chest heaving, trying to catch your breath. You watched as his face went from guilty, to angry within a few seconds.

“You didn’t say anything either, Y/N! You don’t get to pin it all on me! How was I supposed to know someone like you would ever go for trailer trash that is JJ fucking Maybank?” The veins in his neck were bulging out, his eyes ablaze, until they softened watching the realization cross your face at his words. “Look…” His hand came up to his face, rubbing his eyes to try and stop the tears from leaking out. “I never, in a million years thought that you would go for me, so I pushed the feelings down, drawing them in women I wished were you, and crying myself to sleep after. I fucking hate myself for it.” He was tugging on his hair at this point, walking over to the counter in the kitchen and placing his palms on the surface, his jaw clenched. His back was to you, and you walked over to him, placing a hand on his back.

“Hey, J, look at me, please.” You pleaded, and after a moment, he turned around to face you. The air between you was limited, and thick with the tension between you two. You were both heated, buzzing from the booze and weed, and high off of the mutual knowledge that both of your feelings were reciprocated. “I...look, I don’t care about what’s happened in the past. If I keep thinking about it, it’ll just mess up everything, and I have you now. And I’m so fucking in love with you it hurts.” Your hand came up to cup his cheek, his face nuzzling into the warmth of your palm. He looked at you, searching your eyes for any trace of regret for the words that just passed your lips. All he found was love, and adoration. His rough hands came up to both sides of your face, behind your neck, pulling you in.

“God, I fucking love you too.” He muttered, before his lips crashed onto yours. After a brief second of “Holy shit, JJ is in love with me too, wait, JJ is literally kissing me.” you began to feverishly kiss back. The hand that was cupping his face went behind his head to thread through his hair, tugging slightly. The action caused him to gasp slightly, allowing you to slip your tongue into his mouth. He growled slightly against your mouth, one hand staying in your hair while the other went to your hips, spinning you around so you were pressed against the counter. He bit your lip before trailing his lips down your neck, leaving hot wet kisses on the soft skin. You breathed out a few moans, feeling his arousal press against your stomach. He brought his lips up to your ear.

“God, I love you so much, Y/N.” His breath was hot in your ear, and he attached his lips back to yours a second later. He trailed his hands down your back, under your butt to your thighs, lifting you up onto the counter, stepping in between your open legs, pulling your waist towards him.

“I love you too, J. So fucking much.” You mumbled against his lips, your words getting lost in his mouth, his tongue teasing yours. His hands at your waist began to play with the hem of your tank top, signaling he wished to take it off. You pushed his shoulders back slightly, gripping your shirt from the bottom and lifting it over your head. His eyes darkened at the sight of you, clad in a simple dark blue bra. You smiled at his reaction and pulled his head back to yours, kissing him greedily. You began to pull at the hem of his top as well, beginning to strip it off, your lips only leaving his for the brief second the shirt passed over his head. Your hands trailed down his abs, your nails scratching at the skin. You felt his breathing hitch at the feeling, and he groaned into your mouth. You started trailing kisses from his mouth to his neck, biting every so often. When you got to the spot under his jaw, he moaned, and you stayed there, sucking harshly at the skin. The grip on your waist tightened, and you felt the prominent bulge of him through his pants against you again.

“God, Y/N. I need you. I need you so fucking bad it hurts.” He spoke through closed teeth, you could practically hear them grinding together. His breath was heavy and uneven, and you could tell how bad he wanted you.

“Then take me, J. It’s been too fucking long. Take me and make me yours.” He wasted no time at your words, beginning to unbutton the front of your jean shorts, his fingers fumbling slightly. Before you could even think, he lifted you up slightly, pulling them down your legs, leaving you in nothing but your underwear and bra. He began unbuttoning his own shorts, never breaking his kiss with you, letting them drop to his ankles before stepping out of them. His hands went around your back, unclasping your bra, pulling away slightly to remove it from your body. His eyes gazed hungrily at the new exposed skin of your breasts, you chest rising and falling with the intensity of his gaze. He pulled his hand around to the front of you, grazing your nipple slightly, watching as you let out a slight moan, lost in the pleasure. He leaned forward, attaching his mouth to the other one as his tongue and figures worked in harmony to cause sparks of pleasure in your lower belly.

“God, J….feels so good.” You breathed out, lost in the moment. You felt his mouth smirk against you, before he began leaving wet kisses down your stomach, lowering himself onto his knees between your legs. His hands went to your waist, gripping your hips as he pulled you forcefully forward to the edge of the counter, hooking his fingers in your panties at the same time. He slowly pulled them off of you, teasing you with light kisses to your inner thighs. Your hand reached down and threaded into his golden hair, desperate to hold onto something. He looked up at you through hooded eyes.

“I want to taste you...I’ve wanted to taste you for years, please baby, let me.” His eyes were pleading, and his voice begging. You couldn’t resist how sexy he looked at that moment, between your legs, begging to eat you out.

“Please J, yes…” That was all the encouragement he needed, as his mouth lurched forward, his tongue instantly finding your clit. You gripped his hair harder, letting out a loud moan at the sudden sensation. It fueled him further, as he began trailing his hand from your thigh to your opening, slowly sliding a finger inside you.

“You’re so tight, so wet for me baby...tell me it’s for me…” He mumbled against your clit, the vibrations sending shockwaves through your body.

“For you, JJ, all for you…” Your eyes rolled back at the sight of his before you, messy hair, flushed cheeks, his tongue drawing lazy figure eights on your clit and his finger pumping in and out of you. He smiled at your words, adding a second finger and pumping even faster. He began to curl them each time they entered you, hitting a spot inside of you you didn’t even know existed. Moans left your mouth without warning, and you could feel that familiar tingle in the pit of your stomach.

“J…’m close…” You breathed out, your voice raspy and loose from the pleasure you were feeling. He pulled away for only a moment to speak.

“Fall apart for me, Y/N” He dove right back, working your clit with his tongue. His words were enough to push you over the edge, your head falling back, unable to keep your eyes open any longer as you felt the waves of pleasure crashing over you. You knew JJ was skilled in bed, hell you heard it almost every night, but you had no idea he was this talented at all. Your entire body was buzzing, you didn’t even register him pulling away or standing up until his mouth was on your again, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. The unfamiliar tang of sweetness was odd, but it gave you another surge of tightness in your body, and you wanted him all over again. You moaned into his mouth, bringing your hand up to the back of his neck, tugging at the strands at the base of his head, slightly damp from the activities you two were taking part in. Your other hand reached down to begin palming him through his boxers. You weren’t shocked at the size. You had seen him changing enough times to know that JJ Maybank was indeed packing down there, and your body tingled with excitement. He let out a pained groan into your mouth, making quick work to rid himself of his boxer briefs, leaving you both naked to the steamy air. Your hand made its way to his length, stroking him a few times before he forcefully grabbed your wrist, biting his lip.

“You keep doing that, Princess, and this will be over very...very quickly.” His breath was ragged and his voice rough, you could tell he was on edge. He took a deep breath before reaching his hand back up to cup your cheek to kiss you sweetly. He pulled away, looking you deep in the eyes. “You sure, baby?” His eyes were looking for any sense of doubt or disdain with the situation, but all he found was adoration.

“Please...please J, I need you…” Those words were all he needed, because the second you spoke, he grabbed your hip with one hand, using his other to guide himself into you. Both of you moaned at the feeling of finally being connected with each other. He gave you a few seconds to adjust, hooking his hand under your knee to bring your legs more around his waist, and began thrusting slowly. Your body was on fire, every movement felt like the most pleasurable feeling you have ever experienced. His hot breath was on your neck, and you were hyper aware of everything that was him; the taste of his tongue, the smell of his cologne lingering on his skin, the roughness of the calluses on his fingertips, the softness of his hair, the love pouring from his blue irises. You were completely encapsulated by everything that was JJ Maybank.

“God, baby..feel so good, you’re so good.” His moaning was the sexiest sound you had ever heard, and you knew you’d never get enough of it.

“JJ!” You gasped, feeling him hit that spot inside you again, tightening around him. His grip on your hips tightened, bruising the skin.

“Shit, do that again baby.” You did, and a string of curses left his mouth. “I don’t know how long I can last baby...I’ve waited too long...you feel too good.” You could tell by the strain in his voice he was holding back his high, trying to stick it out for you. You shushed him, petting his hair and kissing his neck.

“Let go baby, come for me, I want to watch you.” You whispered in his ear, and his head tipped forward onto your shoulder as his groan at your words echoed through the empty house. “Look at me, J. Look me in the eyes when you come inside me baby.” He lifted his head, and the second he made eye contact with you, he was done for. He released into you without a second though, riding out his high for as long as he could before his body was shuddering at the stimulation. His lip was cut slightly from how hard he had been biting it, and his pupils were blown wide from the pleasure. You grabbed his face, kissing him sweetly. Pulling away, you rested your forehead against his, catching your breath.

“Fuck, I love you. I’m so sorry I waited this long to tell you.” His words brought a calm wave over you, making you smile.

“I love you too, J. So much. And I don’t know exactly how this works, friends to more or whatever, but I know that I never want to not be able to kiss you again.” He giggled at your words, kissing you again. You were both so lost in each other, you almost didn’t notice the distant voices approaching. The rest of the Pogues were coming up to make sure you two didn’t kill each other. As soon as you heard Pope’s voice, you pushed JJ away, looking frantically for your scattered clothes. JJ hissed as he quickly pulled out of you, finding his boxer briefs and shorts quickly. You hopped off of the counter, pulling your shirt on frantically, and finding your shorts, sliding them over your legs and buttoning them quickly before the door loudly swung open.

“See, I told you they were fine.” Kie said, pointing in your direction. “Now can we leave them to sort their shit out.” She sounded annoyed that the boys had dragged her up here. John B and Pope were too busy assessing the situation in front of them to acknowledge her words. Both of you had wild, messy hair, flushed faces, and were standing at an awkward length from each other. John B noticed your bikini top sitting on the kitchen counter, your bottoms on the floor underneath it. He smirked, as Pope stared with wide eyes.

“Looks like they already figured it out.” His smug expression made your face flush even more so, not being able to look at anyone.

“You guys didn’t….on the freaking counter?!” Pope shook his head in disgust while JJ just smirked your direction.

“Wait you too...Oh my god! Finally!” Kie screamed with excitement. You laughed at her outburst, happy your friends didn’t seem to mind.

“I mean seriously, Y/N, next time you wanna hide it, maybe don’t leave your bikini sitting out...or put your shirt on backwards.” He smirked as you looked down confused, laughing at yourself. You had been in such a rush you hadn’t even noticed.

“Well, now that you guys are finally not pining anymore, can we get back to the party?” Kie said, laughing at you and your backwards shirt.

“I’m down, I’d love to show you off as my girl, babe.” JJ smirked again, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, making you blush further. You nodded as the five of you made your way back to the boneyard.

“Okay, but like, try and keep the macking in front of us to a minimum.” Pope said, looking at JJ, still scarred from almost walking in on you two going at it.

“No promises, man.” He laughed, turning his head to face you, leaning in to whisper just so you could hear him this time. “Now that I finally got you, no fucking promises at all.” You smiled up at him, eyes sparkling in the moonlight. You finally had JJ Maybank.

@heywards​ since you asked me to tag you bb hehe

[cosplaydude637]

Chapter Six: Shock and ohh!

“Luke is this a good time. I mean maybe we should come back after the academy year.” Jocelyn says. Luke smiles and kisses her forehead. Jocelyn smiles and opens the door.

Slow they walk into an empty grand hallway.”where is everyone?” Jocelyn asks. There is a small scream and a young lady’s comes flying off the stairs. a scalpel in each hand. Luke grabs the girls by the collar before she was able to attack Jocelyn

“Hello Ruthie.” Luke says with a goofy smile.

“Mr. Graymark?” Ruthie says looking at him.

“Why did you just attack us?” Jocelyn asks sternly. Ruthie bowed her head.

“I thought we were under attack again .” She replays.

“Again?” Luke asks right as Simon and Izzy comes down the steers. “Luke, Mrs. J what are you doing here?” Simon asked.

“Miss Penhollow how mean times do I have to tell you no demon or downworlder can open the doors!” Izzy shouts.

“Yes Mrs. Lightwood-Lovelace.” Ruthie says looking at her feet.

“10 laps in the training room now.” Izzy snaps. Ruthie winces And takes off running.

“What is going on here?” Jocelyn asks in a mom voice. Simon snaps his head to look at her with a look of a kid in table.

“There is this new warlock that is coming after Magnus and She seem to be trying to kill us all.” Izzy says

“So it's just a normal Tuesday.” Simon qipes.

“Take me to my daughter right now!” Jocelyn barks. Simon and Izzy exchanged looks and start for the office of the head of the Institute. As they walked Simon and Izzy held hands and giggled to each other. Luke head one hand on Jocelyn back and the other was in her hand.

Once they make it to the office Simon knock on the door and the all here a “Come in.” form Clary. Simon slow open the door and pops his head in.

“You two are decent right?” Simon sarcastically asks. Jace and Clary shout him a dirty look.

“What we don't know if you all wanted some crazy sexy time with an office fantasy.” Simon adds. Izzy kick him in the leg and he yelps in pain and opens the door all the way. As soon as he did and Clary spotted her mom and Luke she was out from behind her desk and pushing past Simon to hug her mom. Jace Walks over and shacks Luke hand.

“Hey what brings you guys here?” Jace asks.

“Nice to see you too Jace.” Luke replays.

“I didn't mean it like that.” Jace applages. Luke chuckles and slaps Jace on the back. A hit like that would send and normal man flying to the floor but thanks to the fact Jace is a Sahdowhunter and head his equilibrium ruien and strength ruien on.

“What's going on here? Ruthie side you been under attack.” Jocelyn asks giving Clary and Jace a mother wants answers look. Simon and Izzy start to walk away. “Not so fast Lovelace’s” She barks. Simon goes still and Izzy took off running.

“Sorry babe but i ummm need to go tran the young ones.” Izzy says not even looking back.

Jocelyn folded her hands over her chest and looks at the three of them. Simon looks down at the floor and Jace seem to find something on the wall that was facanting. Clary sighs and looks right at her mom and Luke. “We have a new warlock on are hands and she is trying to kill us all and unlocking the gates of hell…” Clary explans. Luke lets out a huge gasp and looked shocked. This got Jace and Simon to look at them. “Luke does this mean something to you?” Clary asks.

“There are 9 gates to hell. They are the only thing holding Lucifer in this cage.” Luke explands.

“Your not talking about the 9 circles?” Simon asks.

“That I am. Limbo, Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Anger, Heresy, Violence, Fraud, Treachery,” Luke adds.

“Ok raised Mondane. What are you two talking about.” Clary asks holding up her hand.

“There talking about dante's inferno hun.” Jocelyn and Jace says in Unison. Clary gives them a fun them both a funny look.

“It’s in the Library here.” Jace adds.

“We should get the others and meet in the Library.” Clary instructs. Simon nods And takes off running.

A few minutes later the hole institute is in the library including Magnus and Alec. Luke walks over to a huge round table that everyone was sitting at. He lays a very old book on the table. In red where the words dante's inferno.

“So what can you guys tell me about the 9 circles of hell?” Luke asks a grand smile on his face.

“Each level is a sin and the devil is trapped in the finale circle.” Xander answers.

“That is right.” Luke nods.

“Always the teacher.” Jocelyn says with a warm and loving smile.

“So Siniera is going to go all the way through hell to let out Lucifer?” Clary asks.

“Not exactly. As you all know all the stories are true. But here’s the difference. The circle are really sealed gateways here on the earthly plane.” Luke explands.

“Ok where are they?” Izzy asks.

“Good question. The location has been lost to time.” Luke replays.

“That doesn't bode well.” Magnus chimes in.

“Hold on, I remember reading something about the 9 circles in the books that came when I became console.” Alec interjects.

“Now be a great time to remember bro.” Jace snickers.

“I am trying!” Alec snapped. Jace held his hands up in surrender. The room goes quiet for a few seconds Alec eyes light up. “The gates to the enemy are split into two grand locks. 5 gates gradered by place of pure energy. The last four are the cardinal point.” He says.

“5 gates of pure energy and four are the cardinal points.” Simon repeats.

“Umm, what are they?” Mekyle asks looking very broad

“I don’t know about the pure energy ones but the four cardinal points are north, south, east and west.” Ruthie conveys.

“Now we have a starting point. Thank you Luke so much.” Alec expresses

“Ya we are lucky you two deside to visit.” Simon adds.

“Oh ya we had something to tell you are selves.” Luke states looking at Jocelyn. She smiles and nods going over to stand next to her husband.

“We are expecting.” Jocelyn revels glowing.

“Expecting what?” Mekyle asks, looking lost. Ruthie hits him in the back of the head.

“Hey I felt that!” Angelique shouts.

“There having a baby. OMG I am going to be a big sister.” Clary responds and runs over hugging her mom and Luke. Everyone gives their congulsens to Luke and Jacelyn. Simon was the last one to walk up to them.

“Welp I am just in shock and ooh” he says laughing and hugs the two.

[lost-funfred-official]

Memories 1 ‘2014 February 12th’

‘Showtime’s on the hour, not a moment before and not a moment later!’ Jordan yelled, with no cares for the others ears. Bailey shot them a dirty look and before closing her eyes and focusing back on a piece on paper. Jordan shrugged went back to practicing their lines for the next time they got rented, more quietly this time around. Bailey opened her eyes again just to roll them, Eli saw this and giggled, her long hair moving with her head. Fred and Brandon were sitting on a pink table covered by confetti, talking to each other. Yuri, Brooklyn, and Logan were out shopping for stuff to make food for an upcoming birthday party.

‘And that’s why I want to see your legs!’ Fred whisper shouted to Brandon. ‘Dude, if you want to see my fucked up legs, tear them off of me. Also, what are they doing?’ Brandon responded, pointing at a blue table. ‘Well, let’s see!’ Fred laughed and got up, helping Brandon up so he could move, Fred walked over to the blue, slightly cleaner, table, where Eli and Bailey were sitting. ‘Oh! Hey! Welcome to the cool table!’ Eli sang with her eyes closed. Brandon smirked as he was sat down on the opposing end of table, facing toward Eli and Bailey, Fred quickly sat down next to his best friend. ‘That’s so lame.’ (I don’t know what Bailey’s text color should be lol) Bailey said, glancing to her taller friend. ‘I know, I know.’ Eli scoffed, moving one of her legs over the other.

‘So, what’s the tea?’ Eli asked, moving her head to Fred and Brandon. ‘O-oh, um, n-ot a-a lo-t’ Fred reponded, obviously feeling a lot less confident than before. ‘Yeah, nothing much happened that you don’t know about, Captain!’ Brandon picked up where Fred left off, noticing his friend’s odd behavior. ‘Good, so what do you want?’ Eli said flatly, and then she promptly got lightly punched in the arm by Bailey and chuckled. ‘Just wanted to know what’s going on, ‘cept coming up with way to shut Jordan up.’ Brandon summed up quickly.

‘Good guess, but no. We’re trying to find out the nicest way to break someone’s heart.’ Bailey said looking back at a paper that said “Valentine’s Day Breakup Plan”. ‘WOW, wait, why do you need that?’ Brandon said an a shocked but confused voice. ‘Kid wanted it, I don’t know why, but she gave us a twenty, so why not?’ Eli explained in the same bored voice. Fred looked at a clock and sweared under his breath. ‘Uh, he-hey, guy-s? I, um, I have to go. So-sorry.’ Fred stuttered out some words. ‘That’s fine, just come back for me, ok, dude?’ Brandon asked. ‘Oh, um, uhh, okay.’ Fred said looking to the ground quickly walking out.

‘Bro, he’s so weird, why do you hang out with him?’ Eli asked and got punched again, slightly harder this time. ‘He’s nice once you get to know him.’ Brandon shyly said, looking at the doorway that Fred just went through. Bailey nodded as well, making Eli back down. Eli kicked back her chair and put her feet on another chair close to her. Brandon lolled back and stared at the ceiling and shouted over to Jordan. ‘HEY J! CAN YOU HELP ME OVER THERE!?’ ‘Sure!’ Jordan yelled back, hopping off the stage and walked over to the blue table and helped Brandon up. ‘Thanks, bro.’ Brandon said to Jordan, they just nodded in response.

‘SHIT!’

Fred yelled and a loud crash was heard.

(Y’all get a cliffhanger, since Idk what to do next, got any ideas I can steal?)

[superwolfiestar]

Partners in Time Ch.1

Mushroom Kingdom Past…….

At Boy Princess Donald's Castle, younger Scrooge welcoming two familiar friends. These friends around 7 years old and the other one, around 5.

The small red rooster wore a red shirt sleeves, with blue jean overalls with his tail sticking out and the pants are short, on his feet are two blue shoes and on his head is a red hat with a red P in a white circle on the brim of his hat. Finally, the green parrot had green fur, a dark green shirt, navy blue jean overall with his blue and red tail sticking out and the pants are short, dark green shoes with white stock that have two red lines going across. On his head was a green hat with a green J in a white circle on the brim of his hat.

They were, of course, Panchito and Jose in their young appearances. They approached Young Scrooge McDuck and he greeted:

"Oho! Young Masters Panchito and Jose! I anxiously await your arrival!"

"Let me guess; the Boy Princess Donald and Princess Della wants to play with us again, right?" Young Panchito guessed.

"Yes, indeed, Boy Princess is crave playmate unlike his twin older sister, I'm afraid. Sometimes, he’s rather…tantrum. I can't tell you how he missed you two so much ever since you two played with him last time!"

"Yeah, I can totally imagine that…" Young Jose said embarrassed.

"Their Royal Highnesses is waiting for you two at the throne room. Please go to him at once!"

"We're on it, McDuck!" Young Panchito replied with a smile.

The duo walked in the halls of the castle until they finally reached the throne room. There, they saw that the floor was filled with toys that belonged to the Young Boy Princess and Young Princess Della. Speaking of which, They can see the Young Pink and Yellow twin Duck, of around 6 years old sitting in the tiny chair playing his tea party on the small pink elegant table with his dolls sitting on the chairs while Princess Della is playing.

Young Boy Princess wearing his pink satin evening gown that has frills at the trim beautiful, adorable puffy little sleeves, and a tiered ruffle skirt in two colors of pink for all the prettiness. And a faux cyan jewel. There's even a tulle petticoat with a glittery satin hemline ruffle. Underneath his dress, he wears a white petticoat, white stockings, white knee-length pantalettes, red ruby sparkle strapped Mary Jane shoes and the crown looks like real gold,

Young Princess Della wore knee-length rich shiny bright yellow satin fabric with bright orange accents. The neck is trimmed with a white scalloped neckline and sleeves, there are bright orange poofs on the side at the waist, bright orange trim along the hemline, the back opens with a zipper, and there is a sash that ties in the back at the waist for a better fit. The sequin green button in the front center of the chest. Underneath her dress was a white petticoat, on her feet was a flat orange shoe with white stockings. On her head was a golden crown, two shape of daisy flowers on the front and back of the crown while the two red jewel on the left and right side.

"Hey Guys! We're here!" Young Panchito called playfully.

The Young royalties heard his call and cheered, seeing that his best friends have finally arrived to play. With that, Young Jose went to play with Young Boy Princess Donald while Young Panchito and Young Princess Della building tower.

After that, they began building a tower with the toy cubes. They worked together to finish it. Then, Young Panchito picks up a toy mallet and whacks the tower, demolishing it.

"Bam! Bam! Bam!" Young Panchito hits the tower until it demolishes.

"Heh heh heh, you sure wanted to destroy that tower, huh?" Young Jose chuckled.

"Yep! When I grow up, I really want to wield a heavy hammer to break everything in my path!" Young Panchito exclaimed.

"A heavy hammer? Are you sure you'll be able to wield one?" Young Princess Della asked.

"Mmhm! Trust me, you guys!" Young Panchito nodded.

"Well, for now on, it's better for you to use a toy mallet, because normal hammers are too dangerous for you, you know." Young Boy Princess Donald said.

"I know that." Young Panchito replied.

"BWAH HA HA HA!" suddenly, a familiar laugh came out of nowhere.

"Hey! That laugh…!" Young Panchito hissed as he and the three of them stood up.

Just then, a kid who’s a same size as Young Panchito, wearing an orange shirt, navy green shirt pant, two black waistband on both side of his wrist, a sliver chain on his left side, a shell with a small spike in it. It was Young Zeus. He jumped down from the ceiling and snatched Young Boy Princess in front of their eyes!

"WAAAAAH!" Young Boy Princess Donald wailed as Young Zeus grab his wrist and hurting his arm tightly.

"DONALD!" Young Jose cried out. "Why, you…!" He growled at Young Zeus.

"BWAH HA HA HA!" Young Zeus laughed evilly. "I, Prince Zeus, am taking Boy Princess Donald with me! You all can scram you baby!"

"Absolute nonsense!" Young Scrooge McDuckcame into the room and glared at Young Zeus. "I rather think that you'll do NO SUCH THING! EN GARDE!"

However, Young Zeus shot out flames from his mouth, burning Young Scrooge's mushroom cap before he faints.

"BWAH HA HA HA!" Young Zeus laughed.

"Scrooge!" Young Jose, Young Princess Della and Young Boy Princess except Young Panchito cried out as Young Jose and Young Princess Della went to the downed Young Scrooge. Young Panchito, angered that his enemy had not only stolen Young Boy Princess Donald but also burned Young Scrooge, went in front of Young Zeus and stood in his fighting stance.

"Your turn, Super Diaper Bro!" Young Zeus smirked at him.

"I don't think so!" Young Panchito growled and jumped over the flames when Young Zeus tried to burn him next.

"Oh no! How dare you!" Young Zeus shouted like a frustrated child while stomping his foot.

Young Panchito took the chance and stomped Young Zeusr's head, leaving him dazed, and…

"Yoink!" Young Panchito taunted playfully as he kick Young Zeus's forehead managed to knock Young Boy Princess Donald off of him. Young Jose came in and caught him in time before he hit the ground.

"What the?! Hey!"

"Phhbbbttt!" Young Panchito blew raspberry to him.

"GRRR!" Young Zeus growled.

"Finish him, Panchito!" Both Young Jose and Young Della grinned.

"Okey Dokey!" Young Panchito grinned back and does one more stomp at Young Zeus's head, defeating him.

"Urgh… Blaagh…" Young Zeus gagged as he tumbles on the ground. "I'm… I'm a PRINCE! I can't lose to you! Bluuuuuuurgh…”

"Woohoo! I did it!" Young Panchito cheered happily.

"Hurrays! Great job, Panchito!" Young Jose appraised while Young Princess Della giggling.

"Looks like you were able to beat Zeus without Jose help!" Young Boy Princess Donald exclaimed.

"Yeah! But, still… It bothers me how Zeus always comes to crash the party at the worst possible time." Young Panchito rolled his eyes.

Suddenly, some strange noises came in and the castle shook a bit with the windows showing a rainbow limbo, catching everyone's attention.

"Wait… What was that?" Young Panchito questioned, looking around.

*BOOOOOOOM!*

All of a sudden, a loud crash was heard from outside, and the whole castle shook violently with pieces of debris falling from the ceiling, startling everyone!

"GAAAAH! WHAT'S HAPPENING?!" Young Jose shouted in panic.

Outside, four UFOs blasting the Mushroom castle's walls, destroying them. Then, the four UFOs flew off, alongside another one.

However, the clouds above opened up, revealing dozens of UFOs! All of them were making their way to the castle…

It seems that the past is in trouble…

[yourescapetofiction]

The Tides Have Turned-Part 16

A/N: This is my old work, The Tides Have Turned. It is a complete story that I am reposting on this blog so the work isn’t lost and can be found for those interested :)

Sixteen

Y/n’s POV

We all filed into this fancy restaurant that was dimly lit, and teeming with people. It was one of those joints that had ambiance, and every diner was dressed to the nines. This was a really nice change from us sitting around like beach bums eating fast food.

“Good evening, do you have a reservation?” the server at the front podium asked us. She spoke fast, and in between barking out orders into her headset.

“Yeah it’s under Wilkinson” Sam spoke up, still holding my hand.

“Ah, yes. Wilkinson. Party of nine?” she clarified, typing away into the computer system.

“That’s right.”

“Right this way” she spoke before briskly walking through the crowded floor. We all had to take on a speed walk to keep up with her as she wove in and out of tables and around servers balancing food over their head. Sam dropped behind me, placing his hand on the small of my back as we made our way to the table.

“Here we are, your server will be with you shortly” she smiled before sauntering off.

“Damn, this place is fancy” Dillon said removing his blazer and placing it on the back of his chair.

“I heard they have the best steaks on Long Island” Kenny spoke up grabbing the menu.

“Nothing but the best guys” Sam said, making me giggle because I knew this was supposed to be for the two of us.

We all began to peruse the menu when our waiter came over.

“Good evening, my name is Zack and I’ll be your waiter for the evening. What can I get you all to drink?” he said flipping a notepad and pulling a pen from behind his ear. He was attractive, but rather quirky. He went around the table taking our drink orders, and most of us just asked for waters to start.

“You guys from around here?” he asked as he scribbled away.

“No, we’re on vacation” Johnson spoke up.

“That’s rad man. You having a good time?” he asked. This guy was overly friendly, but it added to his charm. He was really laid back.

“The best time,” I said smiling widely and glancing at the guys.

“Tell you what, let me see if I can sneak you guys a bottle of red. They’re always laying around anyways” he smiled before walking off.

“Hell yes” Dillon said clapping his hands together. I just laughed.

“This is a fancy establishment Rupp, not one of your strip joints that you get smashed at” I chuckle turning back to the menu.

“Better listen to the lady man” Gilinsky laughed.

We all made small talk about what we decided we were going to order. Most of us settled on steaks, or seafood.

Zack returned with our waters, and a bottle of red-as promised. We placed our orders and settled in for a relaxed evening. I settled back in my chair, semi-leaning on Sam, as we listened to Johnson tell us about the wild time they had on the set for a music video.

“I’m telling you guys, the power went out for like thirty minutes, nobody could see what they were doing” he starts speaking fast and talked with his hands, something he does when he’s excited.

“So we got the brilliant idea of splattering everyone with the glow in the dark paint” Gilinsky cut in, laughing so hard he could barely get the words out.

“But nobody realized that shit can be flammable, so here I am running around like an idiot past these tiki torches, when all of a sudden I feel the room become a thousand degrees” J said.

“This bitch caught himself on fucking fire” G was screaming laughing at this point. “I had to tackle him to the ground, and an extra poured all of the waters from the table all over him.”

“There’s no way” I say busting out laughing.

“Why haven’t I heard that one before?” Swazz asked.

“Can’t be worse than the time I almost set my hand on fire” Sam laughs.

“Oh my god, I was there for that one! Dude made a blowtorch out of a lighter and hairspray” Kenny said shaking his head at the memory.

This is generally how the night was carrying on, we were laughing and telling stories, reminiscing on the good times we have had together.

“How is everyone doing over here? Need any top ups on drinks, or are you good?” Zack asked.

“Actually, we’ll need two more places set” a voice boomed from behind the table. I furrowed my brow, turning from the conversation. The entire table fell silent to see Nate escorting that bimbo Jessica to her place. What in the actual fuck. I could feel Sam tense beside me, and everyone sat with wide eyes.

“It’s rude to stare, you know” she said sitting down, a smug smile playing on her lips. Nate sat directly across from me, and stared intently into my eyes.

“I could say the same” I said taking a sip of my wine.

“Glad you decided to join us after all” Johnson nervously laughed.

“Yeah, well I figured since tonight’s all about debuting dysfunctional relationships why not join the party” Nate said harshly, barely hiding that his snide comment was directed to Sam and I.

Sam opened his mouth to speak, but I squeezed his thigh gently under the table as a warning.

“It’s not worth it,” I whisper into his ear as his jaw clenched.

“So…” Kenny struggled to redirect this train-wreck back to normal conversation.

“Jessica, how did you two meet?” he asked before burying his face in his glass.

“Oh Nathan and I go way back” she flipped her hair before delving into the story. She had a fake spray tan, bright blonde hair and wore too much makeup. Her dress was quite revealing, and definitely not appropriate for the setting.

“We met back home in Omaha, and dated for a while. We were the loves of each other’s life” she said grasping Nate’s bicep tightly under her nails. He sat in silence, not corroborating her story one way or the other, just watching it unfold. Waiting for my reaction. I rolled my eyes, knowing damn well it wasn’t the truth.

“Don’t roll your eyes, sweetheart. Just because he chose me and not you” she smiled falsely. I could feel my blood begin to boil, but this night was not about this bitch, it was about friendship.

“There wasn’t a choice to make,” I smile just as falsely as she did, “I opted to fuck a real man” I say before placing a sloppy kiss to Sam’s neck. He looked down, trying desperately to hide his smirk. He knew I was a spitfire, and would hardly shy away from speaking my own. I heard an audible “holy shit” escape Gilinsky’s lips.

I slowly shifted my gaze to Nate to let him know that whatever little plan he had concocted, wasn’t going to work. He clenched his jaw tightly, anger flickering in his eyes.

“Okay, so Kenny how has the music scene coming along with Wes?” Cam asked, desperate to escape this awkward situation. They always seemed to follow us.

“Uh, really great actually” Kenny stuttered, trying to find his groove. “We’re starting up our own band, called The Balcony,���

“Oh my god, like the balcony of a house?” Jessica asked leaning forward, her boob nearly knocking over her wine glass.

“Uh, yeah,” Kenny slightly cringed at her comment, “anyways we just got it going and we’re releasing our first song in July” he finished. I laughed into my glass at her dumbass comment, and Kenny’s reaction was priceless and didn’t exactly help.

“You okay?” Sam leaned in to ask me, noticing my giggling.

“Yeah, I’m good. Just now realizing that balconies are a part of houses, AND the name of Kenny’s band!” I say playing dumb, which caused Sam to let out a giggle.

“Why you gotta say some shit like that” Nate growled out. This is the first time he contributed to the conversation. I wiped a tear that was escaping my eye, before shifting them to Nate’s face. He was fuming that I was finding this humorous.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” I say innocently.

“You have no right to be rude to her, y/n. You’re acting like a bitch right now” he said with malice.

“You’re way out of line bro” Sam warned, anger lacing his voice.

“What has gotten into you?” Johnson leaned in to Nate. All humor has left me, and now I felt pure anger.

“I’m not gonna sit here and let her talk about Jessica like that” he raised his voice.

“Oh now you’re trying to act like a man” Sam spat, standing up to confront Nate, who jumped to his feet also. They were about to get into each other’s faces before the waiter interrupted with our food, causing them to sit back down. Zack was oblivious to the hell hole that he walked into.

“Thanks Zach” Jessica said touching his hand and shooting him a flirty smile. The girl was on a date with Nate and she couldn’t even keep her hands to herself. Typical.

We all began eating, and the conversation shifted yet again.

“So speaking of music, you two are working on some new singles right?” Nash asked towards the Jacks before cutting into his steak. J’s eyes lit up, finally able to talk about something else.

“Yeah we are. We’re actually coming up with a new concept-” he began before he was rudely cut off.

“Wait. You two make music?” Jessica said gesturing between the two Jacks, a look of distaste on her face.

“Uh, yeah. Why?” Gilinsky asked, purely confused.

“Well now I’ve heard it all” she threw her head back and scoffed. Now I really felt my blood boiling. It was one thing to throw menial insults at me, but when you start to insult my family, the claws are out.

“Why don’t you shut the fuck up” I bellow, effectively silencing the whole table. I heard the clinking of silverware dropping on plates, and saw Cam’s mouth agape in shock.

“Y/n…” Gilinsky whispered while kicking my foot lightly under the table.

“I got this G” I said. Normally I was above this, I would just let it roll off of my back, but not tonight.

“These two guys right here, have more talent in one finger than you do in your whole body. I mean really, what are you good for? You’re just taking up space. Not to mention you’re completely wasting your time chasing after a guy that doesn’t want you” I started to lay into her, my face growing red with fury. Everybody just watched in complete horror.

She looked around somewhat nervously, but tried her best to laugh it off.

“Bullshit, Nate’s in love with me and you’re just too jealous to realize that you’re not good enough” she retorted. I stood up throwing my napkin on the table, Sam grabbing one arm just in case I tried anything.

“It’s not about being ‘good enough.’ What good does it do when the guy is completely repulsed by you, speaks bad about you when you’re not around, and goes out of his way to avoid you” I argued. She sat in silence at the impact of my words.

“You can try your best to hurt me, but I’ll be damned if I let you hurt these guys” I motion around me. “And you,” I turn to look at Nate, “I thought you would at least have the dignity to stick up for your friends.” I threw myself back in my chair and chugged my water, damn roasting people took it out of me.

“Check please!” Gilinsky half-shouted to any waiter in the vicinity. He stuck behind to finish up with the bill while the rest of us gathered our things to leave.

Nate’s POV

“Nathan! Are you just going to let her talk to me like that?!” Jessica whisper-shouted pulling on my arm.

“You were out of line attacking the Jacks like that” I simply responded as I got up from the table. We made a right commotion out of this dinner. My plan kind of backfired, I wanted to get a rise out of y/n, which happened, but I didn’t expect her to say such hurtful things. The rift is greater now.

We were walking behind the rest of the group, and I saw Sam holding onto her tightly. He was rubbing it in. I harshly pulled Jessica into my side, in a desperate attempt to exude my masculinity.

“Oww, Nate, watch my hair!” she whined.

“Sorry” I mumble gruffly.

By now we were all standing outside in the night air, waiting for G to finish up with the check.

“She’s only talking a big game because she’s got Sam Wilkinson on her arm” Jessica said to me, but quite loudly to where I knew the others had heard also.

“I have fucking had it with you” y/n said leaving Sam’s arms, and stormed right towards us. She lifted her hand and smacked Jessica right across the face. She stumbled backwards, from the pure force of the blow. Y/n turned quickly on her heel and walked with Sam and the others towards the car. Now I know I really fucked up, when the night resulted in physical blows. I shouldn’t have brought Jessica here, it made everything worse and possibly drove y/n further into the arms of Sam.

“Come on, I’ll take you home” I say ushering Jessica towards the car we came in. We drove in silence the entire way, she looked pissed that y/n got away with the last word. I could still see the bright pink handprint left on her face. I pulled up to the front driveway of the house she was staying at.

“You wanna come up?” she asked quickly, and in an angry tone.

“No I’m good” I say before driving off, leaving her standing in her driveway. I could hear her screaming something at me, probably a mixture of expletives, but I didn’t really give a shit.

I just kept driving.

[moody-by-nature]

Rescue Me | Chapter Thirteen

The sound of Andrea’s bare feet padding on the cool tile echoed into the kitchen where she found Shannon at the espresso machine.

"I would do anything you asked for one of those if you don't mind?" She gestured toward Shannon's cup.

“Hey Dee!" Andrea cringed and put her hands over her ears at the sound of his booming voice.

"Bear, please, my head." Andrea cringed, pressing her hands to her ears.

“Ah, so the sunglasses aren't a fashion statement. Someone is hungover." He grinned, then slid a cup full of espresso to her, "Double, with almond milk and one sugar. " Andrea pursed her lips to cool the hot liquid before taking a sip.

"Mm, will you marry me?" Andrea asked.

"Let's do it, we can elope! I think my brother would have an issue with that though.” Shannon said, leaning against the counter. Andrea smiled at his playfulness, taking another drink.

“Where's Jamie?" Andrea mumbled, placing her head on the counter.

"Jamie?" Shannon questioned. "Yes. I need to kick his ass for spiking the punch. I had no idea and drank SO MUCH." She lifted her head and massaged her temples, "I'm a one glass of wine on occasion kind of girl, Shan, I think I'm dying."

The side door creaked open and the sound of Jared humming flowed down the hallway. He appeared with both hands full of grocery bags. He sat them down on the counter.

"How are you feeling this morning, Andrea?" Jared asked.

"Like death. How did I end up in your bed?"

"It's not often you get asked that question, huh little brother?" Shannon chimed in, earning a glare from Jared.

“You don't remember what happened?" Jared inquired.

Andrea shook her head, "The last thing I recall is dancing with Shay and Jamie. Next thing I know, I'm alone in your bed with a splitting headache. Did I do something embarrassing?"

Andrea propped her chin onto her left hand, her eyes darted over the groceries Jared was unpacking. "You do your own shopping?" She asked in surprise.

"My new assistant got shit faced last night, so I had to. It appears she might also be a kleptomaniac. Nice shades, Tom Cruise." Jared teased.

“I'm really sorry, I had no idea the punch was spiked. You know I'm not much of a drinker! And I’m keeping these, I found them on your dresser.” She said, raising her voice and then cringed.

Jared walked over to her and wrapped her in a half hug, "I know you aren't. Come on, let's get you back upstairs to rest." He reached down and grabbed her hand, pulling her up off the bar stool and toward the stairs.

"Wait! I didn't say bye to my bear." She turned and walked to Shannon, who was waiting with open arms for a hug.

"Feel better, sweetheart." He whispered.

"Bye, Bear. Thank you for the lifeblood."

Andrea returned to Jared's side, wrapped her arm around his waist and they walked down the hall.

They reached his room, "Go sit on the bed," he commanded, "I'll be right back."

Andrea walked over and sat on her side of the bed waiting for his return. She fisted her fingers in her hair looking around the room, hoping for a flashback of the night before.

Jared returned, glass of water in one hand as well as a wash rag. He sat beside her, opening his palm and placed two Tylenol in her hand, handing her the glass of water. Next, he swept her wavy hair into his hands, gathering it into a haphazard bun on top, using an elastic tie around his wrist to secure it.

"This should help." Jared said softly. His fingers ghosted across her neck, pushing an unruly tendril to the side and placed the cool rag on her neck.Andrea looked up at him and smiled,

“Thank you, J. I appreciate you taking care of me. Will you please tell me what happened?" She batted her eyelashes at him, "Pretty please."

Jared grinned at her, "Your flirting will get you nowhere with me, Miss Bennett."

Andrea pushed her bottom lip out, "I assume it's really embarrassing if you're keeping it from me." She sighed.

“It was just the two of us, no one else saw you, and it wasn't embarrassing. It was fucking sexy and the hardest no I've ever uttered."

Andrea's mouth fell open, "Oh my god, what did I do?" Jared chuckled, brought his hand up to her jaw and pushed her mouth closed.

"You were dancing and saw me across the room. You pulled me into the hall and started kissing me, you dropped to your knees," he rasped, "Fuck, your mouth feels good on me by the way," he growled with a raised eyebrow.

"OH MY GOD, I DIDN'T!" Andrea yelled, her cheeks instantly red. She fell backwards on the bed and covered her face.

Jared chuckled, "I'm not done, shall I continue?"

"There's more? Jesus." Andrea gasped.

"I knew at that point you were wasted and decided to bring you up here to sleep." Jared laid down next to her, turning his head to face hers. "You have a naughty mouth young lady, that's all I'll tell you. I'm keeping the rest for me." He wiggled his eyebrows at her making her giggle. "I laid with you until you went to sleep and then I may or may not have had an issue to take care of in the shower. A very cold shower!" They both erupted in laughter.

"So when do we officially start working, boss man?" Jared turned toward her and propped himself up on his elbow. His eyes slowly drifted down Andrea's body, his fingers played with the hem of her dress distractedly.

"We can start tomorrow.”

Andrea slid her hand up his arm to his neck, running her fingers through his hair at the base of his neck. When their eyes met, she watched as Jared licked his lips before she pulled him down to her for a sweet kiss.

"I had a dream about you last night." She breathed.

"Oh yeah?" Jared smiled at her, "tell me about it." He said, watching her cheeks flush.

"You, um... I can't say this out loud," she said, and covered her face with her hands.

Jared chuckled, "You were quite vocal last night," he trailed his thumb over her exposed lips and placed a kiss on them. "Tell me, Andrea."

"You had your mouth on me. All over me. It was so hot." She rushed out, then sighed heavily.

"Can you be more specific?" Jared asked in mocked innocence, settling between her legs.

Andrea peeked through her fingers to see the ornery look in his eyes, "You know exactly what I'm saying, Jared."

He nodded, "I do. But I need to hear you say it again."

Her eyebrows furrowed, "So that wasn't a dream?" She giggled, "Oh my, drunk Andie is a dirty girl."

"So is sober Andie, she just needs to relax and embrace it." He replied, pulling her hands away from her face and over her head, holding them in place. He nipped at her neck, down over her chest, sinking his teeth through her dress to bite her left nipple.

Andie knotted her fingers into the sheets, lost in the kisses he placed all over her tummy, causing flutters deep within her. She wanted him to touch her, kiss her, make her his. But she knew he wouldn't budge without her vocalizing it.

“Jared, please put those perfect lips on my pussy." The deep, satisfied groan he let out made her shiver.

Jared hovered just above her center, he pushed the deep red fabric of her dress up, revealing her panties. Locking eyes with her as he lowered his head to place a kiss right where she wanted it, Andrea moaned at the contact.

"Hey bro, I just recorded this.."

Andrea and Jared froze, Shannon leaned against the doorway and glanced between them with a grin.

"It's about fucking time!” Shannon said, wiggling his eyebrows.

Jared pulled Andie's dress back down and rested between her legs, "The one time I don't shut my door..." Jared sighed. "I should go, I need to get home and shower." Andrea said, pushing Jared from her body and getting up, "I'll see you tomorrow at nine for work."

"Andie, don't go. Stay" Jared called after her.

"No, J, I should go. We can't do this, we're going to be boss and employee as of tomorrow. It's not appropriate." The guys watched as she gathered her shoes and walked out the door.

“Why didn't you try to stop her?" Shannon asked incredulously.

"Have you met her? She's so fucking stubborn, there's no chance I could have stopped her!"

"Yeah, she's a lot like you in that way." Shannon laughed.

“Fuck off, Shan." Jared replied.

"You're just pissed because I'm right. Look, Jared, I know you've had eyes for her since day one. I'm just ...please don't break her heart. Maybe she's right? With your track record, maybe you shouldn't pursue this."

"My track record. Fuck you, Shannon! Like yours is much better. She's not like the others, I get that! The last thing I want to do is break her heart, but I can't seem to stop myself around her."

Shannon rolled his eyes and sighed at his little brothers stubbornness. It was obvious he was wildly attracted Andie, he could tell by the way he watched her. "Just be careful with her, I like her and I'd like to keep her around. And I'm sorry, saying that was uncalled for."

Back at her place, freshly showered, Andrea sat on her couch reading until her stomach growled. She got up and started cooking some pasta and heard a knock on her balcony door.She walked over and opened the door and returned to the stove.

"What, you're not going to run off and put pants on this time?" Jared teased.

"Why should I? I was begging you to take them off earlier." Andrea countered.

Jared shook his head and walked up behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her to his chest. He surveyed the pans on the stove.

"Something smells good, oh spaghetti, mmm!" Jared said, inhaling the aromas of her cooking deeply.

"There's plenty if you want to stay?" Andrea asked.

“You want some help?"

"I'd love some, if you promise it won't require calling the fire department!" Andrea giggled.

Jared goosed her ribs, "I make no promises. You add the spices, I’ll stir. It’s safer that way.”

“You’re right, as usual.” Andrea winked and laughed as she bumped her hip into his. After dinner Jared stood and pulled a small item from his pocket.

"I got you something." He said, placing it on the table and slid it across the table.

Andrea's eyes grew wide, "What is it?" She asked excitedly.

"Open it and see!" Jared said through a laugh.

She picked up the small brightly colored square item and realized it was a bunch of tissue paper folded together and taped shut. She drug her finger under the tape and unfolded it and gasped lightly at the beautiful gift inside.

"Jared, it's beautiful!" Her fingers folded under the antique colored gold chain and slid down, examining the tube shaped pendant, "I love it! Will you put it on me please?"

Andrea quickly stood and sat on Jared's lap. He swept her caramel hair to the side and fastened the clasp.

"There you go," he pulled her back flush to his chest, "it has a secret compartment too with something special inside it. It's handcrafted from this really sweet little lady that lived next door to where we stayed." He stated, grabbing the pendant that rested at the top of her cleavage and opened it.

Inside the pendant was a tiny pale blue flower. Andrea instantly remembered seeing them all around Joshua tree. She turned her face into his neck, bringing her hand up to his scruffy jaw.

"Jared, this is so sweet, but what did I do to deserve such a thoughtful gift?"

Jared maneuvered her so that she was facing him, "Because that was one of the best weeks I've ever had and I'm happy we spent it together. I wanted you to have something to remember it by. Furthermore, you deserve whatever your heart desires."

Andrea bit her lip as she listened to him, and placed a sweet kiss on his cheek, "Thank you, J. I love it so much."

Jared cupped her face, staring at her lips. Andrea repositioned herself to straddle his lap, she leaned into him and whispered, "I'd really like to pick up where we left off earlier." into his ear. Jared groaned and seized her lips in a fiery kiss, he gripped her hips and pulled her closer, then slipped his right hand between her legs to the apex of her thighs.

Andrea began grinding against his hand and threw her head back. He stood and lifted her onto the dining table, pushing her onto her back, their dinner plates nearly falling onto the floor. Their chest heaved rhythmically as he hovered over her while they kissed.

"What about earlier and not doing this?" He asked.

"You're not my boss yet, so we aren't breaking any rules. Besides, I can't seem to stop wanting you. Even if I shouldn't." Andrea replied.

Jared wasted no time pulling her panties off, gliding his long, slender fingers slowly down her legs towards her core. Quick kisses were placed at random down her thighs as he lowered back into his chair. Hovering just above her sex, he panted, dragging his fingers through her folds, his languid tongue dipped into her center.

“My god, Andie, you taste amazing." He growled. Andrea moaned his name loudly as he licked at sucked at her. His sensual attack too great, she arched her back, quickly coming undone, she writhed beneath his skillful mouth.

When her breathing slowed a little, Jared helped her sit up. Her trembling hands going to Jared's face, rubbing his stubbled jaw. Jared tucked a slightly damp tendril behind her ear, his eyes taking in her flushed cheeks and dilated eyes, thinking to himself how stunning she looked in this moment before he pushed his mouth to hers. She groaned, her taste still on his tongue, and a new arousal lurking under the surface.

“That was so good! It's much more fun to lay back and enjoy the ride when you're not having to do all the work." She giggled breathlessly.

“May I taste you now, please?" Andrea asked shyly.

Jared raised an eyebrow at her, "You may." Andrea licked her lips and pushed him backwards as she slid down off the table. Her legs wobbled as she stood, Jared grabbed at her waist to steady her and grinned.

Kneeling before him, she looked up at him through her eyelashes. With shaky hands, she untied the loose pants he wore and pulled them down, freeing him.

[sakurabloommaa]

Assisting a god |chapter three|

In the rather public room, one section was the only one with a person in the bed. A full room with about four beds yet only one singular man. A few hospital staff finished checking over the bandages before leaving and granting entry to the only guests the person would have. Weakly, the now wounded stranger turned his head and took them in.

“Y you are the ones..” he took in a deep breath and placed a hand onto his side which was slapped the second it came in contact with his body.

“No. Not going to help you recover.” Barked the tallest male who glared down at the wounded male. By now the stranger decided against making them angry as it would not help him but he was rather wary of them since he had no clue who they were and what they wanted with him. Maybe his brain just working over drive. He licked his lips, cleared his throat and weakly looked up.

“Nico.” The man he recognised looked towards his friends who all shared the same confused look that adorned his features. Nico could not understand how someone he has never even walked past before knew his name. He would call it a lucky guess however the name he was given wasn’t exactly common. With a flick of his hair, he rather aggressively say down in the chair next to the bed and put one leg on top of the other.

“Should I know you? I mean, these guys only know my name and J ain’t gonna back stab me.” He grumbled, gearing J’s rather eerie laugh which abruptly stopped with a gagging sound. Either he got punched or choked. The stranger raised a hand before attempting to move the hair out of the way of seeing the others face however his hand was quickly and harshly forced away leaving him to just speak.

“I saw it. You and your brother went out for the day and..he saved you.” He spoke in a soothing whisper as to not make a huge deal out of this odd conversation. Nico’s hands both quickly clenched up tightly as he jumped to his feet. The singular eye that could be seen glaring down at the now slightly cowering male. The rest fell into an awkward silence as the three just watched the eldest gradually come closer to unstable. As though one wrong move or word would set him off which was actually true for this scenario. Quan took a slightly step forwards to go to his partner however an arm was put in his way. The arm belonged to J whose normally soulless coal black eyes now had a hint of fear in them. He softly murmured “don’t” and stepped back to watch.

“How do you..my brother no one remembers him. No one even checked if he was breathing. But you know that. I can tell. Your eyes tell it all sir.” Nico spoke carefully with a shaky voice as he saw the stranger sit up and raise a hand. The hand gently patted his head before moving over to the wound on the stranger’s body. A faint red glow appear around his hand which fascinated all of them. With a smile the stranger looked up.

“You May call me Akio dear child. I believe I need to repay you lot now.” Akio swung himself out of the bed and stretched before turning to look at them.

“Where am I though?” The four quickly exchanged glances before beginning to explain what he wants to know.

•

“Lookie what I found Yang!” The purple haired twin let out a grunt in response as he turned to look over to his brother yin who was digging through their father’s...no that swine’s desk. Yang paced over a peered over the other’s shoulder. There was a leather bound journal of some kind that appeared brand knew however also looked centuries old. Surely humans did not make books like this anymore. He took it with a bit of force before opening it. He ran his fingers along the hastily written names and dates. All of them were extremely old and were humans but one caught his eye. That name was defiantly not belonging to any human so who was it.

“Yin..that place father ordered us to never go into. The one mother forced us to agree to.” He kept a finger on the first name in the book. Yin hummed before jumping up and raising a hand.

“Got it bro! That cave near that weird thing that all looked into every bloody day. Why?” He tilted his body to the side to stare at his brother who quickly slammed the book closed with a low muffled chuckle.

“We May have an ally to kill him.” A grin formed on Yang’s lips as he stormed back to the door he and his brother had entered from and went made his way through the dojo styled home. If he was remembering correctly one room had a quicker access to the direction of that cave. Taking a guess he went through his former parents room and slid back the partition that led to a seating area. He could remember all the times he had with their mother when they were both children but that was cut relatively short. Both of them doubted humans dealt with that especially since their mother was healthy and showed no signs of old age. A large mystery surrounded her death which no matter how hard they tried, an explanation was never present. A sigh escaped him as the cave became more visible. As remembered, clicking and scratching sounds echoed from inside.

“So that sound was a person? That said it was just an animal that lived here.” Yin sounded similar to that of a child, his voice staying low as to not alert what ever it was. How that being survived so long being seemingly cage away from human contact was becoming odd. Gods were meant to be compassionate so why was Zange sealing a creation away like this. Grabbing a candle, Yang clicked his fingers to light it before throwing his brother in first then following. Nothing decorated the way. Just cold unwelcoming rock with nothing to light to guide you in your path. As if you wanted to come here. All of the cells, they found out, were empty and appearing to never have been used once. It came clearer that their father had more secrets than previously thought. Then that sound became louder. A scream, followed by chains which was accompanied by a loud scratching sound. Yin reached out a hand to open the great oak door but it didn’t budge. His blue eye noticed a lock which confused him since they found no key. Definitely could not be magic as that would seem to obvious. He shrugged his shoulders before walking back. Yang was just about to chew him out on backing off but his brother silenced him by running back to the door and proceeding to kick it with all the inhuman strength he owned. All he managed to do was create a hole were his feet landed. Clambering to his feet the blue haired twin giggled.

“Did something!” He laughed but stopped when laughing came from behind the door.

“Ya two smell like him but..you help me right?” Yin turned to look at his brother who nodded. He reached a hand through the hole and unbolted the door from the outside, opening the door with two fingers. In front of them sat a horned man adorned in mostly red. A third eye centred between his eyebrows was forced shut and his teeth were bared. Two seemed like horns on his lip but they could have been teeth that over grown. Either way it was put, that man was not human. The man smiled and looked up weakly.

“Come on undo the chains and I’ll help you.” He raised his arms with a shake to make the chains rattle. Yang placed the book down on the floor before making his way over. That had to be the first name in the book. The other names seemed like they were written to throw people off. Or were prisons of human that Zange once worked for. He knelt down in front of the non-human.

“Alright orochi. You can help us kill the god.” Upon hearing those words, orochi the former Demon lord grinned and seemed like he wanted to clap his hands in excitement.

Revenge was definitely his best skill.

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Love and Marriage - Chapter 14 (Mature, Minors DNI)

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After a loss in the family uncovers a family secret, Jaleia and her husband Jesse are forced to balance one family crisis after another along with their budding careers and their plans to expand their family. Will the pressure to keep everyone else together ruin their own relationship? Can ruined relationships be fixed before it’s too late?

Chapter 14:

I stared at the closet. Which shoes, the rose gold pumps or the beige heels? I looked back at the mirror. My dress was a peachy color and both pairs could go with it. I could ask Jesse but he probably doesn't care. If I wrote the rose gold I would have to sit most of the time or my feet would kill me, but the beige ones where a little more busted up. I couldn't make up my mind.

"Di!" I yelled. She was probably in her room. Sure enough, two seconds later she appeared. Grabbing both pairs of shoes. I turned and faced her.

"Which ones?" I said. She looked at both, circled me once and said,

"The beige, rose gold ones are nice but they are too fancy and clash with your jacket."

"Thanks, beige heels it is." I said. I sat down on the edge of the bed and started putting the beige ones on.

"Where are you going?" Di asked.

"I'm going to my friend Monique's birthday brunch. It's in the city, I don't feel like using public transpo, so your bro is going to drive. Did you want to spend the day in the city?" I looked up at her.

"No thanks mom said she was going to take me to see our potential next house."

"That's nice. The one around the block?"

"Yeah."

"I hope you like it. How are you feeling about selling the house?" I asked as I checked to make sure I had all my things.

"I wish we didn't have to but now all I can think about when I go there is dad dying."

"I'm sorry Di, but you're going to make a lot of new happy memories in the new house. And maybe it will help you remember all of the good ones."

"Yeah I guess." She said. Seeing that I was done she started to walk downstairs with me right behind her.

"Alright Jess, I'm ready!" I yelled. He walked over to me putting his hands on my waist.

"You look beautiful." He said. He took my hand to spin me around. Being in heels I was almost his height. I stood on my toes and kissed his nose.

"You're so cute." He said. He picked up his his keys.

"Di, you going to be alright? We won't be back until like eight." He said as we walked towards the door.

"I'll be with mom, stupid." She said laying on the couch.

"Oh, guess what? We've definitely had sex there. Right where your head is. See you later!" Jesse said. Diana jumped up and screamed while we rushed out the door. I slapped his arm.

"Would you stop terrorizing your sister?" I said as he opened the car door for me. Funnily enough it was a good sign that they were both doing better. If they weren't constantly bothering each other, like all siblings do, it would be extremely concerning.

The car was so hot that I started sweating immediately and was suddenly grateful that Jesse had covers on his leather seats or ny legs would've been on fire.

"She called me stupid."He said sitting down in the driver's seat. I rolled my eyes. I was so glad Jesse didn't mind driving to the City today. I am NOT a New York driver. I can drive just over the border but once you get to Manhattan, that is a completely different beast. But Jesse, having attended NYU for four years, could drive comfortably around the city while I freaked out. He pulled out of the driveway and his hand slipped into mine. We enjoyed the silence for a while, as the air conditioning brought the car to a livable temperature.

Once I got bored of looking out the window, I looked at Jesse. J. Cole blasted through the speakers of the car. He way he would mouth the words to his favorite J. Cole song made me giggle. His face would get serious, his eyebrows crinkling, as he bounced to the beat.

"Stop laughing, this my shit." He said not missing a beat. I laughed harder.

"You rapping is the funniest thing ever!" I said.

"Not as funny as your singing." He said. I gasped.

"Rude! Not everyone was born with an amazing voice. It's not my fault I can't sing. " I said. I crossed my arms.

"I like when you sing."

"Yeah sure."

"I do. "

"You like the sound of animals fighting?"

"That's not what you sound like. "

"Whatever. You should sing more. You used to sing all the time but now I barely ever hear you sing."

"Just haven't been in the mood lately." He said. He looked at little uncomfortable.

"Didn't your dad sing?"

"Yeah, he loved music, I got that from him." A sad smile spread across his face.

"Is that why you haven't felt like singing?" I asked.

"I don't know, Jay, damn!" He snapped, causing me to jump. He sighed and we sat in the awkward silence for a moment, before he took my hand and kissed it.

"I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to snap at you." He said, squeezing my hand. He glanced at me and then back at the road. I reached across the armrest and kissed his shoulder.

"I know. I know you're still dealing with a lot."

"I still shouldn't snap at you." He said.

"Well, if you wanna make it up to me, there's something you can do."

"What's that?"

"Let's do something crazy tonight, we're in new york, we're young, lets have a little fun."

"Like what?"

"Let's go somewhere after you get out the studio." I said. He chuckled.

"Ugh, really, why don't we just go partying with the twenty-one year olds?"

"What's wrong with a Karaoke bar? It's fun, it's the city that never sleeps, come on lets do it."

"Ugh, there's noting else in this city that you would rather do?"

"Look you're the one that went here for college, what do you think we should do tonight?"

"Go home."

"You are so boring, how is it that you are soo boring sometimes. This is my favorite city and you want to go home? There's so many things we can do. And I know what I want to do, I want to go to a karaoke bar in New York City. Plus you owe me."

"How do I owe you?"

"Oh Imani" I moaned. Making sure I burned a hole in the side of his head. He suddenly shifted in his seat, and after taking a quick, uncomfortable glance at me, said

"You know what? Maybe a Karaoke bar isn't the worst idea."

"Oh, all of a sudden? But I'm serious I want to do something fun. We never do anything spontaneous. Let's go to a karaoke bar after you're done at the studio. You don't have to sing I promise."

"Fine. Are you ever going to let that go?"

"Not even after we're both dead. It's going to be fun, Jess. where's your sense of adventure?"

"You're all the adventure I need."

"Oh Really?"

"Jay, just one day with you is an adveture."

"Well I tire quickly of the same old stuff."

"I know, I love that about you."

"I'm glad, cause I am who I am and I ain't gonna change."

"Well if we're going to a bar, we should just get hella drunk tonight, in the spirit of spotineitity."

"You know I can't drink right now while we're trying to get pregant."

"I'm trying to get you pregnant, I'm not trying to get pregnant."

"Shut up, dumbass."

"You can't drink for just one night?"

"Well, I didn't want to tell you yet but,"

"But what?" He said looking at me. We were in the tunnel and even on a Sunday, the traffic was still bumper to bumper. It wouldn't stay like that for long. I hope.

"But I took a pregnancy test about a week ago and, it was positive, so I took another one, and another one, and another one. And they were all positive and I didn't want to tell you yet cause I didn't want to get you all excited and I didn't want to get too excited because, well you know what happened last time and I just-" Jesse kissed me quickly, he was quiet for a second with a dumbfounded look on his face. I really wasn't going to tell him about it until I had confirmed with the doctor that I was pregnant. I wanted to make sure that I was definitely pregnant before I told him. I also didn't want to get excited and it didn't work out. I just looked at Jesse but I didn't know how to judge his reaction. Finally he turned to face me and took my hand.

"How the HELL did you keep this a secret fom me! You usually cave within in three days!"

"I just really didn't want to get you all excited for nothing."

"Baby, I don't know which is more shocking, you being pregnant or you keeping that from me for a week."

"Well still don't get too excited, I haven't been to the doctor yet to confirm, so it could be a false alarm."

"I don't even care Jay, this is great!" He pulled me close to him and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back.

"This is fun and all babe but you better pull up before someone's road rage kicks in. Also, this is the one time I'm not late and I don't want to fuck that up." I said agaisnt his lips. The cars in front of us were pulling off.

"I can't believe you're pregnant." He said, shaking his head, a goofy smile on his face.

"I know. I'm sorry for not telling you but I just wanted to be sure."

"I'm not mad at you for that. I love you!"

"Love you too."

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"Do you need me to pick you up after your brunch?" Jeese asked me as he helped me out the car.

"No, I'm going to need a new outit for tonight."

"Oh God, pease go easy on your credit card." He rolled his eyes. He was leaning against the side of the car as I stood in front of him.

"I will geez, you think after one little out of control shopping incident I don't know how to be responsible with money?" I grabbed my purse from him and put my hand on my hip.

Giving me a look he said, "One, you spent over a thousand dollars in two hours. And two, just ONE incident?"

"Can you let me live, Jess?"

"Fine, are you meeting me at the studio?"

"Yeah, and don't come out looking like a bum, I want to have a fun evening.."

"Baby, it's a Sunday night. How wild can this night get? And what's wrong with what I'm wearing? I look fly as hell. "

"Okay. A Sunday in New York City! Did you even freaking live here Jess? Or maybe you spent too many college years in a buzz to remember."

"I wasn't a big pot smoker." He said. I pretended to take shots.

"Okay, that's enough. You good?" He said.

"Yeah, I'll see you later, love you." I kissed him before walking through the door of the restuarant. I looked aroung the room, searching for the girls. Mo's birthday brunch was at a cute spot, just a few blocks away from Times Square. The restaurant was crazy busy. But I could see in the back corner of the restuarant a group of fabulous chocolate women in pastel. Her theme for her birthday brunch was summer pastels. I didn't know why at the time but looking around, it started to make more sense.

The restaurant itself was beautiful, it had a lot of wooden tables and chairs with gold trim, giving it a very sophisticated yet earthy vibe. All of the napkins and silverware were pastel colors along with the walls. I walked over to the long table where Monique, Mariah, Kiara, Daija, and another one of Mo's friends, Tyra sat. I mentally threw a fit because I was determined not to be the last one to get here. I got halfway to the table before I suddenly realized that I left her birthday present in the car. I didn't think that anybody saw me yet so I turned around, hopefully I could catch Jesse before he was too far away. I was almost at the door when he came rushing in with the gft bag in his hand.

"Jess! Thanks, I forgot."

"Yeah, I was just about to pull off when I saw it in the backseat."

"You are so amazing." I said kissing him on the lips. I took the bag from him.

"See you later."

"See you later, Love." he said walking out the door.

This time I walked straight to the table.

"Happy Birthday Mo" I said. I gave her a hug and handed her the present.

"Thanks, girl!" she said. I went around the table greeting everyone until I took my place next to Kiara. The cool thing about this particular place was that they did brunch family style. Huge bowls of fluffy and cheesy eggs, grits, bacon, waffles, pancakes, fruit and just about every other breakfast food you can think of was placed on the table. A huge pan of fried to perfection chicken was placed in front of us. The waitress walked up to our table to take our drink orders. Everybody except me and Mo ordered some sort of mojito or mimosa drink.

"Wait, girl it's your birthday, you not tryin get a lil' buzz going?" Tyra asked Mo.

"Well, I was waiting for the best time to tell y'all this but," she paused looking around the table as we all got quiet. "I'm pregnant."

"What?"

"Congrats!" we all screamed.

"You know I just wanted to wait a while in case anything happened. We weren't even planning though, I wasn't really thinking about becoming a mom but I guess I got blessed. But I'm two months today. And you know since my mom passed, I really just have you ladies, cause I don't have any siblings and my dad wasn't in my life so it's nice to be able to share with you girls, cause you all are literally all I got. You my fam, I don't have no one else." she said as tears formed in her eyes.

"Aww, we love you, Mo. But absolutely no crying on your birthday" I said, handing her a tissue.

After a few hugs, we started to eat and talk.

"So after this little brunch what's the plan, girl." Daija asked Mo.

"Well me and bae will being doin something later but I don't know what cause he said it was a surprise. But after that Imma just chill I guess"

"Okay, she bouta have some one on one wit her man."

"It aint even like that, though we had to chill out with the freaky deaky stuff."

"Oooooooooh, girl!"

"Oh stop. What's been going on with y'all? and pass them pancakes yo girl eating for two now." Mo said.

"Well, that crazy divorce case I told you about?" Kiara said.

"They finally settled?" Mariah asked.

"No, they need criminal laywers now, they started leaking each others nudes on the internet. They are forty-five years old. " Kiara said.

"Damn. Bitter."

"But real talk he cute or nah?" Daija asked.

"Nah, trust me, I will never unsee that."

"How's it been going with you, Jay?" Mo asked.

"Well I just found out that my monster in law may actually be moving like around the block from us cause she's not keeping the house and she has to have the one that's like five minutes away from us. So." I said.

"Damn she is always going to be at your house." Kiara said.

"I know I can't deal with the amount that I see her now much less when she's going to be a few minutes away from us."

"I've seen a lot of mother in laws with difficult relationships but she hates you."

"Why?"

"I don't know, the day she met me she really didn't like me but to be fair I didn't give off the best impression cause I was so tired from like med school. But everytime after that she really didn't say much to me. It really wasn't until we were engaged that she actually showed me how much she didn't like me."

"That's rough, I would've smacked her by now."

The converstion shifted to Eva and I started thinking. I could not believe that me and Mo were pregnant at the same time. I wanted to say something but because not only did I want her to have her moment, but I wasn't so sure about whether or not this pregnancy would last. But I was excited to have someone going through it with me even though she didn't know it yet.

"Jay, JAY!" Kiara said snapping me back to realtity.

"Oh, sorry what did I miss?" I said.

"We're doing the gifts now, you gonna join us?" Mariah said.

"Sorry, how we doing this?" I asked, I'm sure I did not even hear the last two minutes of conversation.

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After the gift exchange we danced to the live band that had been setting up while we were talking. It was great seeing everyone and just having a good time. It was a really great black owned restaurant that we all agreed we would be coming back to real soon.

"I'll see you girl!" I said to everyone's they left. It was only Mo, and Kiara left at the table now. We were helping Mo take all of her new birthday gifts to her car once her husband got here.

"Did you have a good birthday? I think this one went much better than last year's" I said.

"Yeah just this part alone was great. Last year we really tried to stick it out at that concert but it was horrible. The torrential rain? My hair has never been the same. That is why I chose something INDOORS this year." Mo said, we laughed.

"That was a mess, but we stuck it out. Looking back it wasn't that bad." Kiara said.

"Yeah looking back, but would you want to do that agin?" I said

"Hell no." They both said.

Mo's phone rang. and she answered me and Kiara started talking.

"So, sis what you doing after this?"

"Me and Jess are going to go out after this, so of course I'm going to go shopping. I finally convinced him to go to a karaoke bar. What you getting into?"

"That sounds fun, I gotta head back but I wish I could stay. I know better to leave you shopping by yourself."

"Will no one let that go, it was one time! You should stay, it would be fun for you and Mike to come to the karaoke bar with us."

"It would be fun to make him go...but his mom has babysat the entire week for us, she deserves a break."

"Why does everyone else have normal mother in laws but I have to have the one from hell?"

She laughed.

"He's here guys, thanks for helping me and coming." Mo said, giving us both a hug as best she could with all of the things in our hands.

"Sis, it is no problem at all. And congrats! You going to be the best mama ever."

"Thanks, I'm so nervous about it. I never really wanted kids, I wasn't against it, I just never considered it, really. This was such a surprise, a good one but a real surprise." She said as we walked out the door.

"You're going to be fabulous, girl. Now explain to me how in the world did Jamal manage to find parking in NYC?"

"He didn't, so we kind of have to hurry up." She said.

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I walked around Forever21 in Times Square. I had walked here from the brunch place which was only a couple of blocks away. Jesse's studio wasn't far from here either. I had a short black dress in my hand and a longer blue dress and was trying to decide between the two. I went with the blue one and went to the shoe section to find some pumps that would match. I knew it was a little ridiculous to buy a whole new outfit just to go to a bar but I wasnt going to walk around New York at night in peachy colors looking a damn fool. So here I was trying to find something cheap and cute.

It was about six in the evening at this point as I walked around the store. I promised Jesse that I wouldn't go overboard with shopping. I grabbed a few more things and a few for Jesse and I headed to the checkout.

Everytime I came to the city I stopped by the spot where in the middle of Times Square Jesse proposed to me. I loved this city before that, the busy-ness of it all, hustle and bustle, the lights. It was always exciting and there's always something going on in this city. I loved that. Everytime I passed that spot I couldn't help but smile at the memory of him getting down on one knee in the middle of the craziness of the city. So many people find peace in the quiet and in stillness but I've never been that way. I find peace in the loud, the busy, movement, I find peace in the noise. Luckily I married someone who for the most part could understand that.

I sat at one of the little red tables, that I was actually lucky to get in the middle of Times Square. Breathing in all of the fumes, I looked around at all of the lights and people. I loved it here. My phone suddenly started buzzing. Jesse's face lit up the screen.

"Hey Jess," I answered.

"Hey, when you coming by the studio? Do you need me to come pick you up?" He said.

"Nah, These heels are comfortable. I'll just walk."

"No baby don't walk, I'll just come and pick you up."

"It's fine Jess, I'm in Times Square now, it's just like what, 3 blocks aways if I remember correctly."

"Try thirteen blocks away, Love, thirteen."

"Ooohh, I think you might wanna pick me up." I said.

"I think you're thinking of the other studio I used to be at Jay. You've probably only been to this one a few times. I switch between them sometines." I could hear a song playing loudly in the background.

"I really wouldve went to the wrong place. When you coming?"

"I'll leave now, I need a break, are you done shopping?"

"Yeah, I'm just sitting at the place where you proposed to me."

He laughed, I could tell even over the phone that he was smiling. "Okay, what's the damage?"

"I didn't do that bad, Jess I only bought one outfit."

"Annddd?"

"And a couple of other things but seriously its not that bad, you're lucky I only stayed in Sephora for like ten minutes."

"I know what kind of damage you can do in ten minutes Jaleia, and we're talking hundreds of dollars worth. Especially in that store."

"That was one time, Jess, let it go." I could tell he was smirking.

"Whatever, I guess stay there, I'll text you when I'm close but you know the traffic is going to be awful so it'll take me a while, you might want to get something to eat. I'll be at the studio for a while."

"Kay, you want me to get you somehing?"

"Do you have to ask?"

"I know, that was more of a what are you in the mood for question than a do you want something question."

"I could go for chinese."

"We're in New York and all you can think of to eat is chienese food? I dont believe you."

"Well you asked what I wanted. You're acting like I'm not here every day. There's not much I haven't eaten."

"Well your taste is trash."

"Can you just get something to eat? I'm hungry."

"Fine."

"I have a surprise for you."

"What's the surprise?"

"I told you it wouldn't be a surprise. Get the food, I'll pick you up and then we'll talk about the surprise, love you."

"Love you too Jess, even if you're such a tease."

"I'm a tease?" He said sarcastically.

"You're the one who decided it was a great idea to start sexting me during a very important meeting you knew I was in."

"Yeah, that was one of my finest moments."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I hung up the phone. As much as I loved this city the one thing I didn't know was good chinese food here, time to go to google.

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"How the hell are baby back ribs, chinese food?"

"You said you wanted it, I didn't say I was going to get it. That's not even your food."

"Let me guess you went to like eight different places and ordered from each place."

"Yeah, I tried not to but it just smelled so good." I said. Jesse gave me a blank look.

"I don't blame you so much for doing it as I blame myself for not preventing it." He said.

I was sitting on the sofa in Jesse's studio. We were eating a combination of everything I managed to order in one hour, which was a lot, we'll have leftovers for the next week for sure. Everything just smelled so good I couldn't make up my mind so I just got everything.

It was now night time and Jesse was finishing up a few tracks that he needed to submit to the label. They didn't have a designated artist at this point. It was just us, because Dre had just left. Jesse hadn't made any mention of the surprise he talked about so I just sat patiently as I could. Which really didn't mean much.

"So Jess, what's the surprise? I've been waiting, you've said nothing, and I can't take it." I said, he turned around his chair and took off his headphones.

"Well in about two weeks I'm going to have a meeting with some of the execs from the label about making my own album."

"What?" I said in disbelief.

"I wanted to know what you think about that."

"Babe are you serious? Of course you should do it, I always thought you should be in front of the mic instead of behind the soundboard or whatever you call it. I thought you weren't in to that sort of thing, did you change your mind?" I said.

"Well it just happened that our conversation in the car did. One of my dad's biggest regrets was never chasing his dreams in music, I was always more comfortable being behind the scenes, you know I don't really like that kind of attention on me. But I thought about it, and I think I'm ready to take the next step to something bigger, like my dad always wanted to but never got the chance."

"I'm excited for you, Jess. They would be crazy not to choose you. I'll support you 100% if this is really what you want to do. If this is your dream I want you to chase it. I told you how many times that you should be on the stage."

"Thanks, but nothing is set in stone yet. and I just want you to know that if I do this I'll be away in L.A. a lot more, I'll be traveling to other places a lot more. I won't be home as much. Are you cool with that?"

"Jess is this something you really want to do?"

"Yeah." He said looking at me.

"Are you sure? Is this something you're willing to do whatever it takes for? Is this something you really want or is it something you just want to try?"

"This is what I really want Jay, it's my time." He said.

I put down my food on the coffee table in front of me. I walked over to Jesse and sat in his lap, facing him, my thighs on top of his. I held his face with my hands.

"Then I want or expect you to go for it. Whatever happens, we'll figure it out. When I went to med school and residency and even now, you never tried to stop me or convince me to do something else with my career because you knew this was my dream. You gave up a lot for our relationship to work while I was in training and I'll never take that for granted. It meant so much to me that you were willing to give up so much for me so that I could succeed. Now it's your turn to shine, and I want you to whatever it takes to make your dreams to come true, even if that means we have to spend a lot more time apart, that's temporary. Do what you need to do, I'll be here. If this is going to make you happy, you better do it. You'll regret the for the rest of your life if you don't." I said.

"I love you." He said, moving his hands behind my back. We kissed and I moved my arms around his neck. I didn't know how sturdy this chair was but I guess were about to find out. I felt his tongue swipe against my lips, I opened my mouth, getting lost in the feeling of our bodies being pressed together, our tongues dancing with each other. Taking a second to breathe in each others mouth I said,

"You taste like chinese food."

"I swear, only you."

"You know who you married." I said as I kissed him again, he leaned back but he must have leaned back a little too far in the chair because we went tumbling out of the chair in a loud crash. I landed on top of him and not even understanding the physics of what just happened, we just laughed.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

We didn't end up going to a karaoke bar that night, by the time Jesse was done with what he was working on we were too tired to go, well he was but I wasn't. It was entirely too late and we had to head back to Jersey. We got home at three in the morning and for some unknown reason, Jesse's mom was waiting in OUR house for us. We walked through the door and saw her alseep on the couch. She woke up as soon as we closed the door.

"Oh, there you guys are." She said as she rubbed her eyes.

"Mom what are you doing here?" Jesse said.

"I was waiting for you guys to get back."

"Why? I think diana could've stayed alone tonight she's sixteen, she's old enough." I said.

"That's not it, Stupid. I wanted to tell you, I'll be your neightbor! That house that I was looking at that was around the corner, rejected my offer for someone who offered more money. But the unlisted house that's just as nice, across the street and down a couple houses was perfect, and they accepted my offer. I'm your new neighbor!"

[a-court-of-illyrian-warriors]

Starfall

Deticated to one of my lovely new friends @my-boyo-fenrys thanks for encouraging me

all characters belong to Sarah J. Maas summary:  The University of Velaris is hosting a formal dance to celebrate the upcoming meteor shower. Rhys has the perfect way to ask Feyre, but he needs Cassian and Azriel’s help Word count: 3162

The Starfall dance was just a month away. Everyone had been talking about this meteor shower for months now, so our college decided to celebrate with a dance for the students. Of course my girlfriend, Feyre, and I were going to go together (who would say no to me?), but I hadn’t asked her yet. It had to be something big. Feyre was the stars in my sky and I took every opportunity to make sure she knew it. Currently, Azriel, Cassian and I were all laying around my dorm room brainstorming.

“I know!” Cassian exclaimed, tossing a handful of popcorn in his mouth, picking up a piece he dropped, and throwing it at Azriel. “Ok, so you get an alligator-”

“I’m gonna stop you right there,” I interrupted. “We can’t just get an alligator.” Disappointment flashed across Cassian’s face. 

“You didn’t even get to hear the best part.“ 

“Well,” Azriel started. “You always call her your “queen,” why don’t you do something with that? And besides, everyone knows you two are going to win King and Queen of Starfall.“

“Azriel you’re a genius!” I exclaimed, standing up from my seat and throwing arms up above my head.

“So you know what you’re gonna do?” Cassian asked, looking up at me.

“No, but it’s a start,” I said, my hands dropping back to my sides. I flopped back down onto the loveseat, pulling my feet up onto it. “What if…,” I began, a devilish grin on my face, “we sneak in to the girl’s dorms?“ 

“Rhys,” Azriel warned, always the protective, responsible one. But my mind was already racing at 100 miles per hour, churning up the perfect plan.  

"I like where this is going, but what does it have to do with asking Feyre to Starfall?” Cassian asked, smirking, his mind travelling elsewhere.

“Here’s what we’ll do. Somehow we sneak in, go into the living area, and cause a commotion. Since Feyre’s room is close by, she’ll be one of the first ones there, and then I’ll ask her with a huge sign and maybe…,” I ran my hand over my face, thinking.

“Balloons!” Cassian yells, excited at the aspect of danger. And balloons.

“Yeah! We’ll get balloons and a huge sign that says… ‘Will you be my Queen at Starfall?’ What do you guys say?” I could see Azriel cringing, at U-of-V there was a girl’s dorms, a guy’s dorm, and a small nuetral building in between. The girls and guys weren’t allowed in the others’ dorms but anyone could go into the connecting area just to chill or hang out.(we called it “the hang out”) And we all knew Azriel had a perfect record, and that was important to him

“I’m in!” Cassian said. He looked over at Azriel, who was the most hesitant. “Please, Az,” he whined, dragging out the “e” in please. 

“Can’t we just do it in the hang out?” Az asked.

“No, it’s not as good then. We can pull it off. Come on, you’re the most sneaky of us all. We need you on this super secret mission. Think of how happy Feyre will be!” I reasoned.

“Fine,” He mumbled, “only if I get to help with the sign." 

"Deal. Come on, let’s go get supplies.” I said, getting up and going to grab my keys.

“What? It’s like 2am!” Az yelled, but Cassian was already trailing behind me. But nevertheless, he followed.

—

We arrived at the nearest Hobby Lobby, which was open, much to our surprise. Azriel went off to get the things for our sign, and Cass came with me to get balloons. 

“Stickers, Rhys! Let’s go, we need these,” Cassian exclaimed, tugging me suddenly off into a nearby aisle. Cassian, being stronger than I, succeeded and into the sticker aisle we went. 

“Cassian, we don’t have time for this!” I whisper-yelled, trying my best to pull him in the right direction.

“Yeah we do, you know how indecisive Az is, he’ll take longer than we will. And look! Azriel would love these!” He said, picking up a pack of stickers, they were woodland animals. Little deer and foxes, squirrels and rabbits. He showed them to me, a proud smile on his face.

“Really? Get them if you must. But let’s just go,” I replied, sighing.

“Yes!” Cassian rejoiced. “Az will love these, thanks Rhys.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me off to the balloon section. I don’t know how he’s so hyper at 2:30 in the morning. I’m only surviving off confidence and caffeine. And angst.

“What colors does Feyre like?” Cassian questioned. “For the balloons.”

“Maybe blue and silver? That seems to suit her, and the Starfall theme.”

“Okay, I’ll get the balloons and you can get the helium.”

“Ok. We need a big cardboard box, too. Do they have those here?" 

"Probably,” Cassian replied from down the aisle, throwing packs of balloons at me. “I’ll go ask someone, don’t worry bro.”

“Cass-” I interrupted myself with a sigh, Cassian already long gone. There was an 80% chance I’d never see him again. 

Picking up the big box of helium, balancing the balloons on top, I went off to find Azriel. Thankfully, he was also looking for me, and I spotted him down the main aisle. 

“Where’s Cass?” He asked, holding a blank sign, markers, glitter, and glitter glue. 

I sighed, “He went to go find a box.”

“We’ll never see him again, will we?” Az joked.  

I chuckled, “That’s what I was thinking. Let’s go see if we can find him.” We walked about 10 feet before Cassian found us.

“Rhys! Az!” He called, waving at us from the literal other end of the store. “He has a box,” he said when we reached each other, pointing to the smirking, dark skinned male trailing behind him, stickers still clutched in his other hand. 

“Meet my new friend, Helion. Helion, this is Rhysand and Azriel. He says they don’t have boxes for sale but they have shipment boxes and we can have those." 

"Okay, thanks a lot, Helion,” I said, following the amber eyed male to the back where they kept the boxes. 

“My pleasure,” he drawled in response. Now this was a lady’s man. Probably a man’s man, too. But there’s no doubt in my mind that he’s any better than me. After all, I’m the one dating Feyre Archeron. 

We reached the back, where only employees were aloud. “I can only take one person with me. I assume it will be Rhysand? Since this is for your girlfriend,” He asked, one eyebrow arching as he pointed a finger at me. 

“Yeah,” I replied, setting down the helium and balloons by Azriel’s feet. “How much did you tell him?” I asked Cassian, joking. I followed him into the back, it wasn’t as top secret as I had imagined. There was a water cooler, bathroom, a ton of stock and just random things. The boxes were in the back so that gave Helion and I plenty of time to talk. I discovered that he graduated from the University of Velaris last year with a degree in ancient literature, which was suprising, and his dream was to open a library that functioned as a club at night. I picked out a huge box and returned back to my friends. 

“We should probably go pay,” I said, handing the box to Cassian so I could carry the helium. 

“Oh, I can check you out if you want,” Helion said, smirking.

Azriel scoffed, jokingly and said, “You’ve already done that.” Helion laughed, a rich, rolling, contagious laugh. 

“And here I was, thinking I could be sneaky when I wished,” Helion replied, leading us up to the front where he fired up a register. We chatted as he rang everything up. My total was a lot less than expected. I shot Helion a questioning glance. “What can I say, friends and family get discounts,” he said with a wink. 

We all clambered into my car, a 2006 Dodge Grand Caravan (it’s all I can afford as a poor college student, okay). Cassian and Azriel chose to sit in the back together. According to Cass, ‘soccer mom Rhys is no fun when he’s driving.’ I’m a careful and focused driver, but I caught part of their conversation. 

Cassian gave Azriel the stickers I would have paid $3.99 for, had it not been for Helion. Azriel smiled, thanked Cassian, and then proceeded to give him the cutest sticker. Soccer Mom Rhys was not happy. 

After we arrived back at my dorm, Cassian and Azriel went back to their shared dorm for the night. Thankfully, my roommate, Lucien, was gone for the night so I wasn’t disturbing him. We decided we’d meet the next morning to create our master plan.

–

I groaned, rolling over and swatting at whatever was tapping me incessantly.

“Rhyyyys, wake up already! You’re sleeping your life away,” whined someone who had consumed way too much caffeine. 

“Screw off, Cassian,” I mumbled, burying my head into my pillow.

He physically pulled me out of bed. “No. You told me to wake you up at 11, no matter what. So that’s what I’m doing.”

“I never said that, Cassian." 

"Yes you did! Right before you kicked us out last night. Right, Az?”

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure you did,” Azriel said. Damnit. Whatever, I’m up now.

I stretched and yawned, pulling on a pair of sweatpants and stumbling the small distance into my shared living room. I plopped down next to Azriel. “Since you got me up this early you better be cooking” I told Cassian, I could see him in the tiny, stoveless kitchen, rummaging through my cabinets. 

“Is cereal okay?” He replied. 

“Yeah, whatever. I think it’s the only thing we have." 

"Eww!” Cassian yelled, holding out a box of Raisin Bran, pinching it in the corner and holding it away from his body as if it would bite. “What kind of monster is Lucien?!” That comment launched Azriel into a fit of giggles. 

Cassian eventually settled for Cocoa Puffs, Azriel had Apple Jacks, and I had Lucky Charms.

I put Cassian in charge of filling the balloons and then sealing them in the box, a job I deemed simple enough. I should have known better than to give him that job though, because his usual rough voice was turned high and squeaky for the next hour and a half. 

Azriel and I laid side by side as we carefully crafted the sign, something Azriel had said Cassian could not do because he has “no appreciation for art,” and in which Cassian responded with a high, “but I appreciate you, don’t I, Az?” That also made Azriel giggle.

After a few hours of work we ended up with a beautiful sign reading, “Will you be my Queen at Starfall, Feyre?” It was decorated in glitter, with ‘queen’ and ‘Starfall’ written in glitter glue. There was a big box, filled with helium balloons. A pull string was attached to the lid so Cassian could pull on it and release the balloons. 

Apparently Helion had given Cassian two of the stupid party noise makers that unrolled like snake tongues when you blew into them. And Cass insisted that he and Azriel got to use them for ‘dramatic effect.’

—

Finally the time had come. It was 1am and we were ready to infiltrate the girl’s dorms. (Cassian requested that we use “spy words.”)

Cass would carry the box, I would carry the sign and Az would go first and be the lookout. Really this wasn’t as hard as I was making it out to be. I’ve snuck into the girl’s dorms many times to “visit” Feyre, and I had seen (and unfortunately heard) a few girls in the guy’s dorms. We entered the hang out and crossed over to the girl’s dorms. They keep them locked at night for safety, but I had the electronic, hotel-like key that I had snuck from Feyre earlier in the day. 

We walked into the large living area, next to the public kitchen area with full appliances, unlike in the individual dorm rooms. Using our cellphone lights, we quietly got into place. I stood in the middle of the living room, where the hall to Feyre’s room met the living room. Cassian set the box behind me, and was sitting by the wall with the string. Azriel was in the kitchen, he would make the noise and then turn on the lights when Feyre arrived.

“Okay, go,” I whispered. Azriel smashed a plate, Cassian cursed, and I shushed him. That should raise enough suspicion for my brave Feyre to come to investigate. 

I could hear someone in the hall. “I’m going to investigate,” that was Feyre. She was probably talking to my cousin, Mor, also her roommate. Another door opened, and another voice. “Nesta? Did you hear that too?” Feyre asked.

“Yeah, I’m going to check it out.” Feyre’s oldest sister replied.

“What the fuck was that?” Definitely Amren. 

“Wait, me too,” that was Mor. They sure aren’t being very quiet. I faintly heard Nesta telling Elain that she could not come, it might be dangerous. Then we heard their footsteps down the hall. 

Azriel flipped the lights to reveal Feyre standing in the entrance to the living room, Nesta and Mor to her left and right. Amren slightly behind and Elain, always curious, tucked behind Nesta. Right after, Cassian pulled the cord and started tooting his stupid horn, making all sorts of ruckus. After we all recovered from being slightly blinded Feyre spoke up.

“Rhys? You scared the living hell out of me! You scared poor Elain half to death!” My face paled, maybe this was a bad idea. But then she rushed into my arms, crushing me in a hug. “Thank God, I thought you guys were murderers!” She laughed lightly, pulling back. 

“Surprise?” I replied, eyeing the other girls starting to gather by everyone else. “So, Feyre? Will you be my Queen at Starfall?”

“Yes, of course, Rhys. I didn’t think you even had to ask.”

“Yeah, but it’s always fun to break college rules and scare everyone.” I said, smirking.

“Uh- hey guys, how are we gonna get the balloons down from the ceiling?” Azriel interrupted, looking up to the high ceilings, balloons gathered in the highest spots.

I glanced up, “Cassian, what happened to the strings?”

“Oh.” He said, realization crossing his face. “That’s what the whole spool of string was for.” Nesta, Nesta of all people, started laughing. 

“Cassian you’re such an idiot,” she said, still laughing, and we all joined in. 

The next day, Monday

My morning started off great. But then during my first lecture I was called to see the Dean of Administrations, Mr. Keir. I arrived to his office, not surprised to see Cassian and Azriel already waiting in two of the three chairs positioned in front of his desk. I don’t think that being his nephew was going to help me out much here, he’s always had it out for me. 

“Well, Mr. Knight, it’s good to see you’ve finally decided to join us,” he said as I took my seat. Azriel was glaring daggers at me, he had a perfect record until now. “It has come to my attention that you three infiltrated the women’s dorm room last night. It might come as a shock to some but you are not women and you are not allowed to be in there. What explanation can you three offer?”

“It was all my fault,” I blurted. “I wanted to ask my girlfriend to Starfall, and I wanted it to be a surprise. Cassian and Azriel told me it was a bad idea. They didn’t want to go, but I pressured them into it.” It technically was my fault, even though Cassian was all for it. I can’t let them get in trouble for this.

“Rhys-” Cassian started, no doubtedly going to shoulder some of the blame.

“Don’t lie to him, Cassian.” I gritted out. Cassian huffed and sat back, crossing his arms.

“Can both of you verify Mr. Knight’s story?” The Dean asked, looking to Cassian and Azriel. Az knew I was trying to save his record, and he wouldn’t pass up this opportunity to say, “I told you so,” later.

“Yes,” Azriel was the first to speak, and he wasn’t fully lying, he did say it was a bad idea, and we did pressure him into it, just not Cassian. 

“Yes,” Cassian lied, sending me a sideways glance, silently thanking me. He knew I was a better liar and would somehow convince my uncle that it was all my fault, no matter how much Cassian protested. 

“This will be the last warning. The two of you will not get a punishment. But Mr. Knight will have to face the consequences. It seems fit that he is not allowed to attend Starfall.” Mr. Keir said, causing my heart to drop. Feyre would be so upset that I couldn’t go with her. 

“That’s not fair,” Cassian started, his voice raised slightly. 

“Cass,” I sighed, not really knowing where I was going with this. But it was Azriel that surprised me the most.

“Mr. Keir, please. Let Cassian and I take some of the blame. Punish us, just let Rhys go to Starfall. He and Feyre have been looking forward to this ever since it was announced. Please,” I looked at Azriel, my mouth parted slightly in shock. I saw Cassian nod in agreement. The Dean looked to be considering. 

“This will be your last warning. If any of you mess up again it will mean punishment for all three of you. You each will serve three hours of community service, but Mr. Knight will be allowed to attend Starfall. Is that a deal that all of you agree to?”

“Yes,” we all said in unison. We thanked him and then left, not wanting to be in his office any longer than we had to. I threw an arm around each of my best friends.

“I told you it would work out, didn’t I?” I said, smirking. “But really, thank you Azriel.”

–

“But he’s going to let me go, thanks to Azriel,” I told Feyre, finishing my story of my trip to the Dean’s office.

She sat, deep in thought. “I bet I know who it was!” I arched an eyebrow, a silent gesture for her to continue. “That bitch Ianthe! She’s had it out for me ever since I got here! For no reason at all. I bet she’s the one who told the Dean. I saw her last night when you snuck in.”

“Maybe so, but it doesn’t matter now, Feyre darling,” I responded, tilting her chin up and pushing my lips against hers. 

Feyre was my Queen, the stars eternal to my night triumphant, the love of my life. And I could not wait to spend another wonderful night with her.

[pen-masta]

The Girlfriend Guru Part 2

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Castel has been visiting every single weekend since the start of the semester…sometimes even during the week too. He comes to the campus and takes Joy out for dinner, or ice cream, or just curls up in her room watching movies on her laptop. Maggie tags along sometimes if they invite her, but she wants to give them their time.

However, the few times she has gone out with them has given her a chance to make several notes. She opens her little brown journal she keeps only for her observations–what kind of Girlfriend Guru would she be if she didn’t take notes? Ha!

From what she’s seen Castel and Joy are very close friends and she means very close friends. When Joy is sitting on the couch trying to find something good on the television, Castel plops down in the seat next to her. Seems normal right? Wrong! Sure if he was just sitting next to her it’d be nothing, but Castel sits as close to Joy as he possibly can get. His thigh pressed against hers, wrapping his arm around her, hugging her into his side. Look she’s sorry but, no. No “just guy friend” she’s ever known just sits like that with his BFFF–best female friend forever. It’s very physical with them too. He’s always hugging her, holding her hand, poking her, tickling her, cuddling with her, you name it! Anyway he can be close to her he does it! Oh but it’s not just Castel who’s touchy feely though. Joy is just as guilty!

When he sits next to her like that she will automatically place her hand over his, easily intertwining their fingers without missing a single beat! If they are sitting across from each other at a table she places her feet in his lap. When watching a movie she curls up and cuddles into him. If he stays a night at their place they’ll watch movies all night long on her bed or on the couch. Falling asleep curled up against each other, his arms secured around her and her head nestled into his chest. Not to mention, when they had their first college party they had run out of seats by the time Castel got there. But no worries, it wasn’t even an issue. Joy had seen him and waved him over while she continued her conversation. She had stood up giving him her seat, only to sit back down in his lap. Not once stopping her conversation!

And they’ve kissed! Ok well more like just little pecks hello or good bye on the cheek, but still! Lip contact! And does she even need to mention the cute little pet names? Oh these two need guidance serious, serious guidance. Guidance that the Girlfriend Guru was eager to give them.

Maggie skims over the rest of her notes. Castel is extremely intelligent and seems to be more of a realist, of course he has a moment here and there but he seems to be more of a think-it-through kind of guy. Joy on the other end of the spectrum is extremely artistic, dramatic, and colorful. She is beyond the meaning of a dreamer and Castel seems to just adore her for it. They really are opposites, and yet the perfect match! Every dreamer needs a realist to keep them from flying too high into outer space, and every realist needs a dreamer to help them cut loose and be silly and have fun.

Although he is a realist, Castel isn’t boring. In fact he’s down right hilarious! He’s interesting, he’s got a wealth of knowledge always throwing out fun little stories about something or other–always grabbing Joy’s full attention. He’s very sarcastic and sassy just like Joy which allows them to play off of each other. He’s always trying to make Joy laugh too. Maggie has noticed everywhere they go he tries to at least make her giggle and when he does his grin grows in triumph and his eyes crinkle in utter happiness.

Joy has a bubbly personality but when Castel is around she’s extremely giddy. She’s always wanting to do something with him, watch a movie, walk downtown, play a game, anything. She’s also very competitive, and she loves challenging him. And she doesn’t always like to win, several times in their play-fights she will give in or let him win just to see him laugh in victory–which in turn makes her smile. She teases him a lot too, which then gets him to tease her which leads to another play-fight. She blushes a lot when she’s around him too. She’s always blushing and giggling with him, of course to the untrained eye it looks friendly but Maggie’s seen that look before. It’s the I-really-want-to-flirt-but-at-the-same-time-don’t-want-to look. Oh her poor roommate all flustered and caught in between friend-zone and relationship.

They bounce ideas off each other too. Castel is always mapping out new routes for their big West Virginia trip after she graduates. Or he’s making blueprints for a new product for his company. Either way he asks her what she thinks of this shape, or this route, or what they should hunt, or if they’ll need knives or stakes…Maggie doesn’t know what that means but hey it’s whateves. Likewise, Joy uses him for critiques on her projects, or ideas for a painting, or she even uses him as her model for her body art ideas.

They both seem to be flirting really. Castel showing his vast knowledge and making getting her to laugh his goal, Joy blushing and giggling and teasing and playing. Both flirting but not flirting. Not to mention the way Castel watches Joy leave to go to the bathroom, the look in his eyes is a pure mix of love and longing…but something stops him. Obviously, neither wants to be the first in moving their friendship into something more serious–probably both worried about the other not feeling the same and possibly ruining what they already have. That’s why they need a mediator like Maggie.

Maggie hums as she scribbles some more notes in her journal. But she’s pulled from her thoughts by the very loud voices coming from the little living room. She smiles and walks over to the door that’s ajar. She peeks out to see them standing in front of the couch. Joy is holding a Wii remote outstretched away from Castel and Castel is crossing his arms–both smiling a teasing, playful grin.

“I demand a rematch,” Joy says firmly.

“Joy just because you are not good at Smash Bros doesn’t mean the rest of the world gets punished for it.” Castel chuckles.

“I’m not punishing the rest of the world,” she grins. “I’m punishing you.”

“Kirby is the weakest character,” Castel shakes his head. “If you stop playing as him maybe you’d actually win.”

“Don’t you dare spew your lies about my sweet little Kirby!” Joy gasps and Castel chuckles again. “I want a rematch.”

“No dice sista,” he grins and holds his hand out. “Give me the remote.”

“No way hose-ay.” Joy shakes her head, “My apartment, my game, my television, my remote.”

“My, my, my,” Castel mocks in a nasally voice and laughs in said voice, causing Joy’s face to sour.

“When you do that voice you sound like,” she starts but Castel cuts her off.

“Don’t say it,” he warns pointing at her.

Joy smirks and narrows her eyes, “You sound just like.”

“I’m warning you J-bird,” he growls. “There will be severe repercussions if you say it.”

“Say what?” Joy asks with mock innocence, batting her eyes.

“You know what,” he hisses. “Don’t say it Jo-jo.”

“Fine, fine.” Joy huffs and crosses her arms. They are both quiet before Joy lets out a small taunting, “Janice.”

“That’s it!” Castel roars and lunges at her.

Joy yips and runs away, they both run around the coffee table a few times before they stop. They both laugh and look at each other panting a little.

“We could do this all day,” Joy says.

“You’re right,” Castel smirks. “But I won’t!” He says as he leaps up onto the coffee table.

Joy squeaks and dashes for the bedroom door, but Castel is faster. He jumps from the table to ensnare her in his arms. Joy yelps when he lifts her off her feet and grips her in a tight bear-hug. They both giggle for a moment before Castel rests his chin on her shoulder.

“Take it back Curtis,” his deep voice rumbles into her ear.

Joy glares at him over her shoulder with a smirk, “Make me Cubs.”

Castel flashes a very evil smile showing his pearly white teeth, “Gladly.”

Joy lets out a distressed squeak before dissolving into laughter. She squirms in his arms and almost breaks free, but he lifts her up off the ground just enough so her feet dangle–she can’t run away. Joy laughs helplessly as he tickles her belly, holding her tight in his arms.

“Take it back,” Castel taunts in a sing-song voice.

“Neva!” Joy squeaks before laughing harder.

“You sure about that?” He grins before burying his face into her neck.

She squeaks at his stubble that tickles her and she let’s out a high pitched squeal when he blows a raspberry into her neck.

“Cassie! No! Not fair!” She laughs and kicks her feet, trying to break free.

Maggie giggles herself at the warm sight of the two.

“Ok! Ok! You win!” Joy yells before laughing again.

“You take it back?”

“Yes! I take it back!”

“I want you to say it,” Castel smiles evilly still tickling her belly.

Joy squeaks again, “I take it back!”

“Take back what?”

“Cassie!” She whines through a laugh.

“Just say it and it’ll be over,” Castel taunts and chuckles.

“I-take-back-what-I-said-about-you-sounding-like-Janice!” Joy yells in one fast breath before succumbing to laughter again.

Castel stops and smiles still holding her. Joy hangs her head, leaning over his arms as she catches her breath. A few giggles are still hanging on as she glares at him over her shoulder.

“Good girl,” Castel grins. “See now was that so hawd?” He coos tauntingly.

“It’s not fair. You’re so much stronger than I am,” Joy pouts. “You’re just a big bully.”

“Oh don’t even try it Joy,” Castel laughs. “It is a universal fact that you are an instigator who then turns into a big baby when someone knocks her off her pedestal.”

Joy giggles and nods, “Very true.”

Castel nods and smiles as Joy’s staggered breaths return to normal.

“Now…give me the remote.” Castel grins tickling her again.

Joy squeals and tries to run away, but he lifts her up again.

“Not fair! Not fair!” Joy cackles, clutching the remote close to her chest. “You’re mean! You’re just mean!”

“Give me the remote Joy,” Castel teases and blows another raspberry into her neck.

After a shriek and a peel of giggles Joy shakes her head, “No!”

Joy’s eyes fall on the semi-open door of the bedroom and she sees her roommate.

“Maggie!” She calls out in desperation and Castel stops in his ‘negotiation tactics’ to look up at the girl.

He smiles a little not stopping his play, “Hey Maggie.”

“Hey Cas,” Maggie smiles as Joy continues to giggle and squirm.

“Are you studying? Were we too loud?” He asks concerned.

Well…she’s sort of studying in a way.

“Just a tiny bit,” she nods.

“Sorry about that we’ll tone it down for ya,” Castel nods and promptly covers Joy’s mouth with one of his hands. “You heard what she said you’re too loud Jo-jo.”

Joy’s laughter comes out muffled against his hand as he continues to taunt her. 

“The remote Joy,” he says in her ear. “Drop it. Drop it.” He teases prolonging ‘drop’ as if he were commanding a puppy.

Joy squeaks and in a desperate attempt of escape she elbows him in his gut. Castel lets out a very audible grunt and lets Joy go to hold his injured stomach instead. Joy runs to the other side of the room, before bracing herself against her knees panting.

“So not cool J-bird,” Castel smirk and coughs.

“Hey,” Joy giggles and stands up. “I cannot be held responsible for the injuries that occur when you tickle torture me against my will C-bear.”

Castel moans and rubs his stomach in pain. Joy giggle and walks back to the couch.

“Serves you right you big bully,” she taunts and he sticks his tongue out at her. “Now where was I?…oh! Yes! Rematch!” Joy pipes and happily fiddles with the commands on the remote.

“Fine, fine,” Castel grins and sits down on the couch next to her. “But don’t be Kirby this time. He’s weak.”

“Blasphemy!” Joy howls as she scrolls through the character options.

Maggie giggles and rolls her eyes before going back to her desk. Ok so they both obviously like each other, the question is how can she get them to admit that? She skims over her notes again just as the light bulb goes off in her head. Psychology!

After hugs and apologies for sustained injuries and little cheek pecks good bye, Castel leaves. It’s late in the evening now and Joy really wants to just kick back with some leftover pizza and some mindless cartoons before her early morning lecture. Maybe Maggie will want in on it too.

“Yo Mags,” Joy calls as she opens their fridge. “You wanna take a break?”

“Sure Joy,” Maggie smiles and skips out into the living room. “Whatcha have in mind?”

“I’m thinking we finish this pizza and watch some cartoons to mushify our worn out brains.” Joy grins and takes out the pizza box.

“Sounds like a fantastic plan roomie.” Maggie smiles.

The two girls plop onto the couch and dig into their pizza. Just as Joy is about to turn on the boob-tube Maggie stops her.

“Wait hold that one second J,” Maggie says.

“What’s up Mags?”

“I have an experiment I have to do for my psychology class.” Maggie rolls her eyes, “It’s just one little test I forgot about it, but I have to do it on someone. Would you mind very much if I use you as my lab rat?”

Joy contemplates the question for a moment. Her mind envisioning a giant rat in a stark white lab coat, glasses, and clipboard. She giggles a little and shrugs.

“Eh why not.” Joy smiles and bites into her pizza slice. “What do I gotta do? And will it take less than thirty minutes? I’ve really got my heart set on some childish cartoons.”

“It will take even less time,” Maggie giggles and puts her pizza slice down. “Ok I need you to face me and sit very still.”

Joy nods and does as she’s asked.

“Ok now you know how some people will deny things over and over again, but in their minds they can’t deny it?” Maggie asks and Joy nods, “That’s what this test is. One of the easiest things people deny to everyone but can’t deny in their minds is who they are in love with. Often times they will cover that love with a crush of some kind to help deny their ‘true love’ to others.”

“Makes sense,” Joy shrugs. “Continue.”

“Alright so the project was to form an argument. I argue that, that statement is false. I say you can deny it to everyone including yourself. So I’m going to conduct this experiment to see if my hypothesis is correct.”

“Sounds good chica,” Joy smiles eager to help her friend.

“Alright so in order for this to work I need to close your eyes. Clear your mind. Don’t think about anything but my voice. All your worries, your defenses, your troubles, your walls. Forget them all, leave your mind a blank space.”

Joy nods and closes her eyes.

“Ready?” Maggie asks

“Rootin’, tootin’, ready for shootin’.” Joy smiles with her eyes closed.

“Ok now I want you to tell me who you have a crush on. It can be anyone serious or not just anyone for the sake of the experiment.”

Joy hesitates, “If I tell you, this isn’t gonna come back to bite me, right?”

“Everything that is said here is said in complete and utter confidence. You have my word.” Maggie reassures.

“Ok well…I do have a crush.” Joy says and fidgets a little in her spot, “This really cute guy in my astronomy class. His name is Todd and he sits right in front of me. I really really like him.”

“Ok why do you like him?”

“He’s funny and really knows his stars,” Joy giggles a little. “And he’s really cute.”

“Have you thought about him a lot?”

“Yeah,” Joy blushes a little. “I think about him every morning when I wake up and I know I have that class.”

“Does it make you nervous?”

“Like a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs,” Joy giggles.

“Ok, so do you see yourself ever going out with him?”

Joy pauses before nodding, “Yeah. Yeah I can see us together.”

“Do you want to be together?”

“It’d be nice yeah.” Joy smiles.

“Ok good so we’ve established you have a crush. Would you have told me before or would you have denied it?”

“Denied probably,” Joy says.

“I’d agree considering how fidgety you got when I asked.” Maggie giggles, “Ok, now what I want you to do is go back to an open space in your mind. Now, think of the ideal guy you’d want to be with. The one guy you’d give everything to. Your time, your future, your last name, everything.”

Joy nods, “Ok.”

“I want you to really think about it. Get every detail just right. What’s he look like, what’s he sound like, what’s he smell like. How does he stand, how does he walk. What does he wear, is he clean shaven or full on beard, what are his quirks, what are his interests, how is his sense of humor. Everything you’d want in the guy you’d marry and spend your life with.”

Joy’s expression softens and a tiny smile curls her lips. Maggie grins wide herself eager to finish the “experiment”.

“Do you have his image in your mind?”

“Yes.”

“Do you have every detail?”

“Yes.”

“Do you know everything you’d want about him. Every single aspect down to the tiniest little quirks?”

“Yes,” Joy hums a little.

“Good. Now listen carefully this is where things will get messed up if you don’t do exactly as I say.”

Joy nods, “Listening.”

“Ok. Now when I say open your eyes I’m going to follow that with a question. But I don’t want you to hesitate, I don’t want you pause, I don’t want you to think. Just open your mouth and let the image of your ideal guy flow out. Don’t stop it, don’t hold back. Understood?”

“Gotcha,” Joy says.

“Ok ready?” Maggie bites her lip in excitement, “Open your eyes.”

Joy’s brown eyes open and smile brightly at her roommate.

“Who is your ideal guy?”

“Castel,” Joy says without missing a beat.

His name rolls off her tongue with so much love and searing desire as his image fills her mind. His cute mass of curls, his rough facial hair, his chocolaty brown eyes, his deep voice, his nerdy-ness, his nervous ticks, his pen clicking when he’s concentrating, his humor, his intelligence, his sense of adventure, his curiosity, his love for monsters and mystery, his adorable freckles, his heart-stopping smile, his shyness, his compassion, his tenderness, his strength, his silly and over all goofiness, and all the things she loves about him that would take an eternity to list. Her dork-a-doo, her dork-asourus-rex, her goober is perfect. Yes her goober and hers alone.

The sweet little smile that had curled her lips slowly disappears and her eyes widen as she realizes she hadn’t said Todd’s name. She hadn’t said the name of her crush. She had said the name of the guy she’s in love with. In fact Maggie hadn’t asked her to say a name at all! She just wanted her to tell her about Joy’s ideal guy…and she said Castel’s name!

Joy covers her mouth as her expression grows with more and more shock.

Maggie’s smile grows and she shrugs. “Well…I guess I’m wrong.”