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acewithapaintbrush · 1 year

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@ramblesanddragons made a post about how Bruno would look into the future and see Star Wars and stuff and how he would love the Mars Rover and then I started thinking if he might rant about those things when sick and then this madness happened. It completely got away from me, especially in the end, I'm so sorry. This doubles as a get well soon story for you @ramblesanddragons hope you feel better soon

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"Tio Bruno? Everything alright?"

Mirabel's question, although uttered silently as to not attract too much attention, has - of course - attracted the attention of the entire family.

'Because they are busybodies, every single one of them,' Mirabel thinks with fond exasperation, conveniently ignoring the fact that she is just as bad.

Hence, her question.

But honestly, Bruno looks… bad. Not 'straight out of the walls malnourished'-bad, but bad enough. He does his best to act like everything is fine, but Mirabel sits next to him at the breakfast table and she can see the sheen of sweat on his brow and the red tint to his cheeks.

Her tio blinks at her owlishly, a vacant look in his eyes. "Huh?"

"Are you alright?" Mirabel doesn't bother keeping her voice down. The whole family is more or less openly staring by now.

Bruno blinks some more and then waves his hand dismissively. "Ah sure, sure. Of course. Just a bit of a headache and I stubbed my toe. The force has forsaken me today."

Mirabel blinks. Bruno owlishly blinks back.

"The… the what now?"

Bruno shrugs and tries to put some butter on his knife, but somehow he can't seem to make it stick. "Miercoles. I wish I had a lightsaber right now. Would cut through this butter like… butter. Heh."

"Uh-"

"Luke's lightsaber. I like his color best."

"What are you-?"

Pepa and Julieta groan and get up from their seats. Julieta gives her brother a quick kiss on the forehead (announcing "yep, a fever" to the gathered crowd) and then hurries to the kitchen to make him some healing soup. Pepa takes the knife out of Bruno's hand and butters his bread for him.

"Don't worry about it, kids. When your uncle has a fever he sometimes talks about some weird stuff he's seen in the future."

"It's not weird." Bruno mutters,nibbling his now buttered toast. "It's the war among the stars." He turns to Antonio sitting on his other side and pats his head. "The force is strong in you, young padawan. I can feel it."

Antonio has no idea what that means, but he beams anyway. "Thanks Tio."

"Wait wait wait?" Camilo leans forward. "There is gonna be a war among the stars?"

Pepa tries to shush him, but it's too late. Bruno is already getting to his feet. He wobbles a little but keeps his balance by putting his hand on top of Mirabel's head. The girl is too perplexed to argue. "In a galaxy, far away! It's a period of civil war and the spaceships -"

"Spaceships???"

"Enough." Pepa snaps. "It's the fever talking. There is no war in space. And I don't think there will be, it's just your uncle talking nonsense. We can't go up to space."

"We so will. We will be all over the place." Bruno disagrees. He lights up. "Like Opportunity! Opportunity will be up there." He lifts his head to look at the ceiling and to the horror of all but Pepa, who merely sighs, he starts to cry. "Oh Opportunity! Far away from home, but so brave. Oh, such a brave, little rover. You did good. You did really good. Everyone loved you. Will love you. Will have… Will have been lo-... Will have to have love-?"

"Okay, he's messing up his tenses. That's our cue to get you to bed." Pepa interrupts his confused ramblings. "Tell Juli to bring the soup to his room."

She takes her brother's arm to lead him away. Dolores gets up and walks up to them. "Do you need help, Mama? Should I cancel my date with Mariano?"

Bruno stops and takes Dolores' face between his two hands.

"No! Don't you dare! That's a good himbo you got there. The best. The perfect blend of hunk, jock and decent man. Don't you let him get away, Queen!"

Pepa looks so done as she pulls him away. "Come on Bruno, there is some nice soup with your name on it waiting for you."

They disappear around a corner but the kids can still hear some of their conversation.

"Aw, that sounds fab af. Shut up and take my money, sis!"

"I have no idea what that means, hermanito."

The kids all stare at each other in various states of bafflement, worry and confusion.

"What is a himbo?" Dolores breaks the silence. "Is that… Is that something good?"

"I'm sure it is." Agustin reassures her. "But maybe don't ask what it means either?"

"Why?"

"Well… once during a fever Bruno told me that the women of the future would consider me a dilf. I asked him what that meant and he wouldn't tell me but then Juli kinda forced him to tell her but then she refused to tell me! But every now and then she will look at me and whisper that word and just… giggle."

Felix pats his shoulder with an understanding air around him and all present get the distinct impression that he has a similar story to tell.

The grandkids all exchange looks and silently agree, there and then, to never ask.

#encanto #encanto fanfic #bruno madrigal #Encanto drabble #I don't even know man #I'm so sorry about that ending but I couldn't NOT!#surely you understand #Sick Bruno Madrigal

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heartbreakgrill · 3 years

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Annabel Lee; Matthew Gray Gubler

a/n: I usually hate wedding imagines BUT fuck I watched Jim and Pam’s wedding scene again and just had to. Then I got carried away...

description: just getting married to mgg

You ran your fingers down your corset, gripping the red roses in your right hand almost too tightly. The doors that led inside the hall were shut, but you could hear the murmur of the guests awaiting the ceremony to start. Your bridesmaids- your sister, and Kirstin- and his groomsmen- Shemar and Steve- stood before you, casually chatting. Everyone was waiting for your cue, which you weren’t quite ready to give. You needed a few more seconds to breathe.

Your dad (or whomever, I know some of y’all got daddy issues) tapped your elbow, “You ready, honey?”

You looked at him with wide eyes, feeling your breakfast in your throat. “I don’t know. I feel like I’m gonna vomit. Everywhere.”

Kirstin overheard your confession. She turned on her heel, worry in her eyes. Your sister followed her over to you. The three of them crowded you. Your sister set a hand on your shoulder, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothings wrong. I’m just nervous,” you confessed as your hand landed on your skirt. You kept feeling the dress as if to ground yourself.

“For what?” Kirstin prompted.

You shrugged, “I don’t know. Like, everything. Like, yeah.”

“Girl,” Shemar interjected, “that man is so in love with you, it makes me sick. You’ll be okay.”

Steve added, “Oh, for sure. He never shuts up.”

Your face flushed and a shocked-in-love expression flooded it, “Really?”

“You look like the equivalent of the gushy eyed emoticon,” your sister laughed. “I think you’re okay.”

“Yeah, I think I’m okay,” you breathed out.

Your sister smoothed your skirt before returning to her position with everyone else. Your dad tucked his arm into yours, “You ready?”

“Ready.”

The doors swung open. Steve and your sister began to float down the aisle, but stopped halfway down. You couldn’t see him over Steve’s head, but you saw Paget at the top of the aisle, smiling proudly. She glanced down to her left and you saw just the slightest bit of brown hair flop in the air. You smiled widely, but became confused when the organ stopped and an upbeat song came on.

Your sister spun around towards you. She leaned around Kirstin and Shemar and winked. Suddenly, she started dancing to the Bruno Mars song. You groaned, tossing your head back and leaning your weight in your dad. Your forehead landed on his shoulder and he chuckled, patting your hair.

You peaked up to see Kirstin and Shemar join their flailing dance movements. Some of your family and friends were pulled up to dance with them. Your eyes flicked across the room, watching everyone engage in the loving moment. Your eyes found the front of the room and landed on Matthew’s.

He was grinning dumbly, hands crossed in front of his tux. He had shaved for the occasion and his hair was short. But, his personality still showed through the little crooked bow tie at his throat and his bright red Converse. His left foot was tapping along to the song and he tossed his head back to laugh. When his head came forward again, his eyes met yours.

He literally gasped, eyes widening. He hit Paget with his shoulder, nodding towards you. She looked at you and you briefly met her eyes, smiling so wide. She gushed to Matthew about you, and he only said, “I know.”

Your dad pulled you forward, urging you to dance with everyone else. You resisted a little, embarrassed by all the eyes that were landing on you. But, you grabbed his hands like you were a little kid again, giving in the numerous spins he tucked you into. He dipped you, letting your head fall towards the floor as a guttural laugh fell from your lips. When you were lifted back onto your feet, you shook your hips and spun around on your own.

You had made it about halfway down the aisle and the song was halfway over. You let go of your dad’s hand, finding Matthew’s eyes again. You needed to touch him, to hold him. You balled up your dress in your hands and ran up to the risers. He grinned down at you, about two steps up from the floor.

“Well, hello,” his cheeky voice remarked. You held out your hand and he didn’t hesitate to grab on. You pulled him into the aisle, his other hand coming to rest on your hip. He swung you round and round, rocking side to side as the song continued on. Everyone looked towards you, still dancing.

Eventually, the song winded down. Matthew held your hand as you climbed up the steps, feet aching in your heels. He straightened out the bottom of your dress, drawing awes from the crowd who was settling down. You let out a hasty breath, feeling somewhat sweaty from the dancing. Matthew stepped up beside you, Paget standing between you.

“Alrighty, then,” she remarked, brushing off Matthew’s shoulder. The room laughed a little at what had just happened. Once they silenced, Paget looked between the two of you. “So, I have the awesome honor of officiating these two’s wedding. Matthew officiated mine and Y/N sang a song at the reception. They hadn’t been together yet, but at the reception, they danced for hours. I remember talking to Gube after the night ended and I mentioed Y/N. He told me that he was planning on going to buy her roses the next day, that he was going to show up at her apartment with the proposition of going to Vegas and getting married.”

Matthew held your eyes in his, lips pressing together as a sheepish expression came over him. Your eyes widened, squeezing his hand in yours. “What?” You mouthed. He shrugged, eyes flicking away cheekily.

Paget laughed at your interaction, “Yeah, don’t worry. I talked him down. I told him to bring you a coffee, considering she’d drank plenty that night. I told him, coffee and roses. And ask her to dinner. He called me the next night and told me that they were going to be painting birdhouses that weekend. I told him that he was literally the weirdest man I had ever met. And then he called me again on Sunday and told me that they’d kissed. And, despite me urging him to wait, he went out and bought this ring.”

Paget held up the ring that was going to be on your finger room. You gasped, looking up at the piece of jewerly. Tears flooded your eyes at the realization. Matthew tugged on your arm slightly, drawing your watery eyes back to his.

Paget continued on through her speech, though you could barely focus on anything but his eyes. They were so, so thoughtful and loving, and you just wanted to hug him. He kept you grounded by rubbing his thumb over your knuckles, the rough edge of his thumb soothing your senses.

When it came time for your vows, you thought you were going to burst. You went first, “Um, okay, I had it written down, because I knew I would ramble, but I kinda just want to ramble.”

The guests chuckled at your words. You continued, “When I first met you, I thought that you were just the coolest person ever. You wore these big, colorful shoes and patterned socks which you always made sure were visible when wearing pants. You had all these cool kimonos that you’d wear on set all the time and you always made sure everyone laughed at least once a day, no matter if the scene we were shooting was sad or terrifying. I was so intimidated by you because you were this really successful actor who everyone in Hollywood says is some heartbreaker, but then I was eating cheese on set and you came up beside me and started talking to me about birds. Like, rattling off stupid facts about birds. And I think that’s when I was in love with you.

“But of course, I didn’t really know it. I was kinda just blindly finding companionship in you. And then, one day, you walked into my trailer one day after shooting and told me about this Edgar Allen Poe poem. You pulled out your journal and showed me this pen drawing of me, like, my face! And beside it you had written, ‘tell Y/N about Annabel Lee.’ And that’s when I knew I was in love with you.”

You took a moment to sniffle and draw your thoughts. You noticed Matthew’s bottom lib wobble and a thin line of tears fell down his chin. You reached up and wiped at his cheek with your thumb. He leaned into your hand.

“Matthew, everyday with you is a literal adventure. You force me out of my comfort zone in the best way possible. Without you, I think I’d still be avoiding phone calls with people in general. You’ve taught me to be fearlessly brave and to love myself more than anyone else. Except you, of course. You, I love more than anything. More than everything. You are larger than life and bigger than any stupid argument we could ever have. I love you.”

A bout of silence followed as Matthew attempted to refrain from sobbing. He thought about what to say before beginning with, “I bought a pair of socks with dinosaurs and hearts on them just because of you and this stupid song you showed me about dinosaurs being in love. This was before we got together. You told me how much you loved them and even though they cost like $20 and I couldn’t find them again, I let you have them.”

You gaped at the man, a slightly annoyed smile present. Of course. He winked at you and went on, “I always did stupid stuff like that. Like, going out of my way in the morning to get you those mini pancakes from the coffee shop that I lied and said was right across the street from my apartment. You didn’t know that until. You also didn’t know that I went to three different states to find you a birthday present that was literally just a blanket. But it was so worth it to see you curled up on the couch with it. And then, of course, there’s the little things, like filling up your car with gas and pretending like you just hadn’t known you didn’t use that much. Watering your plants without you knowing. Always making sure I buy you the same type of food I’m getting even if you’re not hungry because you are hungry.”

Laughter came again. Matthew shook his head, eyes crinkled, and he continued, “I’m not boasting about how great of a partner I am. No, I’m just telling everyone, telling you, that I love you. I would and do go to the ends of the Earth for you because you are my world. I don’t know how else to end this than to end it with our true beginning; ‘For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams of the beautiful Annabel Lee.’ You are my Annabel Lee.”

Everything moved on pretty quickly as you recited more repetitions and slid the rings onto each other fingers. Eventually, you were being prompted the room as Mr. and Mrs. Matthew Gray Gubler.

“That sounds ridiculous,” he leaned into your ear.

You giggled in response, squeezing his shoulder. Paget announced that you were to kiss and, as if he couldn’t be more dramatic, Matthew swooped you across his body. He dipped you, leaning down as you held onto his hand and shoulder and kissed you deeply. The room erupted into applause.

And you lived with no other thought than to love and be loved by him.

#mgg fluff #mgg x reader #mgg imagine #mgg gifs #mgg #mgg oneshot #mgg fanfiction #mgg blurb #mgg x y/n #matthew gray gubler x reader #Matthew Gray Gubler fluff

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lancearcherinrippedjeans · 3 years

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Eternity

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I know some of you are probably like "What happened to ICBTE bro?" It's in the fanfic cemetery never to be spoken of again <3

But WELCOME to the new multi part fic Eternity where we follow OC's Veronica Rodriguez, Sawyer Holden and Nova Jay throughout their AEW career

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Starring - Tony Khan, Kenny Omega, WARHORSE and of course, the OCs (also a small appearance from Madi Wrenkowski )

Word Count - 2,385

Category - Fluff, friendship, mentions of past romance

Part 1/?

Summary - Sawyer, Veronica and Nova wanted nothing more than to "make it". When they have a chance to main event with TK and Kenny Omega sitting front row, how will it go?

other author's notes - keep in mind, me and @adriii-omega wrote this in a day. there might be spelling mistakes, it might not make sense, trust the process <3 and YES a good portion of this is the ACTUAL match.

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“Yes Bullet Club is for life, but we’re Eternity.”

“Nova, Veronica, Sawyer you’re on in 10!” The producer yelled, knocking on the door of the dressing room. Though it wasn’t a dressing room, more like a closet. “We’ll be there in a second, damn!” Yelled Sawyer, trying to get her gear on in the tiny corner.

“It would be nice if they gave us an actual dressing room like the guys or something.” Veronica mumbled, pulling on her gear pants. Nova and Sawyer agreed. There could be thousands of dressing rooms, but they always got stuck in a janitor’s closet. “Could you imagine all three of us in our own private dressing rooms?” Nova fantasized as she tied her left boot.

The group of three had always had dreams, as small as a dressing room, to as big as being on the greatest stage of them all. But for now, a janitor’s closet, a couple bucks a night, and a high school gym would satisfy them.

“I got extra tips at the diner today so we can go out to eat after the show this time.” Sawyer announced, smiling towards Veronica, who had just told Sawyer about her craving for a milkshake earlier that day. “Oh thank God, the family I babysat for today only paid nine bucks for FIVE hours.” Nova complained, touching up her makeup.

“Nine?!” “Yeah, spoiled little white kids, AGAIN.”

Veronica and Sawyer chuckled, walking out the janitor’s closet, Nova following close behind.

The three friends had so much in common, but were so different. Like Sawyer for example, the tallest of the three and by far the smartest. She wasn’t afraid to take a bump in front of 10 people or 10,000. She would do whatever it took to make sure she ended up as one of the best professional wrestlers of all time.

Veronica, one of the sweetest people you’ll ever meet. Most people would call her a submission specialist, but making someone tap was just all in a day's work for her. She’ll do anything to put on the most entertaining match anyone in the crowd has ever seen, even if it’s acting like she almost died.

Nova however, was definitely a person who was ready to put on a show, taunts, hyping up the crowd and “OMG” moments were her specialty. She has gotten injured doing those special moves, many times, but she always got back up and showed out to put on the best performance.

All three of them had a purpose and decided they would stick together to reach it.

The whole roster was fond of how close they were. Others envied their success on the independent scene - except one of their closest friends, Warhorse. He was going to be on Dynamite tomorrow` to challenge Cody for his TNT Championship, but tonight, he was at the show, watching the trio wrestle.

They were walking closer to the “stage”, when he stopped them. “You will not believe who’s here!” Sawyer groaned, “Jake you know I hate guessing games so can you jus-”

“Tony Khan and Kenny Omega.” Their jaws dropped. “THE owner and EVP OF AEW?” Nova questioned. Veronica’s palms started to get sweaty. “Why are they here? I don’t even want to be here; there is no way the ACTUAL Kenny Omega and Tony Khan are sitting in a high school gym.” She wiped her hands on her pants and crossed them over her chest. “You don’t believe me? Well you guys will see in about an hour or so.” Warhorse smirked.

“We’re going out now, dipshit.” Sawyer insulted. Nova and Veronica laughed, but Warhorse had more to say, “Didn’t you hear? You guys have been bumped to the main event since the rich guys are out there.”

Suddenly calm, cool and collected Sawyer had her jaw to the floor. “Sawyer?” Nova whispered, shaking her friend's shoulder. “I can’t fly high and be energetic for the last 30 minutes of the show! I’ll break something or pass out!”

Veronica giggled at her friend’s nonsense, “You’ll be fine. C’mon, let's go watch the matches.”

Nova, Veronica and Sawyer sat by a monitor, watching the last few matches before their main event match. They were enjoying some of the two newer wrestlers face off when a hand slammed down on a table. They looked up and saw Madi Wrenkowski, fuming.

“They CUT my match so you guys could have your dumb main event.”

Sawyer held back laughter while Veronica spoke up, “Well it’s not our fault, we didn’t find out till five minutes ag-” “You think you’ll be big cause of a few matches? No way. Just stick to the janitor’s closet.” Madi scoffed, storming off.

“A few 5 star matches to be fair!” Nova called out, receiving a high five from her friends. It had been like this for a while, Madi going off on how she was “better”, but mean girls were SO high school.

They all took a deep breath, knowing it was their time to main event.

When the three reached the gorilla position. They saw Warhorse standing by the curtain waiting for them. Everyone was pretty happy that they got the opportunity to perform for someone like Kenny Omega, but deep down inside Veronica, Sawyer, and Nova knew that they deserved to be in the main event spot a long time ago.

“You three are going to kill it.” Warhorse smiled at his friends. He wondered how cool it would be to see them all in AEW at one time. “Thanks Jake.” Nova said. Sawyer was standing at the curtain, waiting for her cue.

“Say, bitch, I don’t wanna talk.”

Realer by Megan Thee Stallion blasted off the gym walls. The couple hundred of fans there jumped out of their seats to show their love for Sawyer, though she wasn’t supposed to be having such a loud reaction. She walked down the entrance way stopping at a young child who had their hand out for a high five. Sawyer went over to make it seem like she was about to, but smoothly pushed her hair back instead- flipping off the parents as well. As she got in the ring she took a quick scan to look for Kenny and Tony. She spotted them front and center in the front row she gave a sly smirk and went to one of the corners of the ring.

“TOOONIGHTTTTT-“

Nova shot out of the curtain while 24K Magic by Bruno Mars played in the gym. The crowd was also feeling the song as they got up and grooved. Even Tony Khan was bobbing his head along. Nova walked down to the ring, pep in her step. She gave people in the crowd high fives and hugs. She entered the ring and tried to get Sawyer to dance along, but backed away when Sawyer stood over her, glaring and clenching her fists. She walked over to her corner, climbing up to the second turnbuckle, waving at the whole crowd.

“I fly with the stars in the skies…”

Veronica pushed her black shades on as she smoothly walked through the curtain as “Moment 4 Life” by Nick Minaj came on the speakers. It was a perfect song to describe how she felt as she took the audience in at the top of the ramp. Her swagger was untouched but when she stepped in front of Kenny Omega, she felt his eyes never leave her which made her confidence blast through the roof. She used the stairs to get in and leaned on the ropes and waved to the other people that were there.

The three stared each other down, “this is awesome” chants from the crowd already starting. The ref asked all of them if they were ready, then called for the bell to ring. They all circled around the ring, the crowd wondering who was gonna hit first. Nova started taunting the two, planning to get the crowd on her side early in the match.

Sawyer had enough and tackled Nova to the ground, throwing punches, keeping away from the head. Veronica pulled Sawyer off, Sawyer widened her eyes, Veronica irish whipped Sawyer into the ropes, clotheslining her as soon as she came back. Veronica turned at the crowd, cheering along with them, not paying attention that Sawyer just did a kip-up behind her.

Veronica turned around just to be met with a kick to the face. Veronica turned around once, swaying side to side before falling to the ground, selling coming in clutch.

Nova came up from behind Sawyer, drop kicking her and making her fall to the mat. They planned to live to the phrase “fight forever”. Nova walked towards Veronica, dragging her up. Veronica started to gain her consciousness back, kicking Nova in the legs and Nova dodging as many as she could.

While they weren’t paying attention, Sawyer crawled towards the corner, climbing up the top rope, getting in position for a frog splash. It wasn’t till the crowd started screaming till Veronica and Nova looked towards the corner, Sawyer jumping off and crashing into both of them.

She stood up, hyping herself up, looking towards TK and Kenny, smirking.

*match skip*

Sawyer, Veronica, and Nova all struggled to get to their feet trying to use each other for balance. It had at least been 25 minutes of non stop action, and everyone was on the edge of their seat. Sawyer threw a punch in Veronica’s direction , but she attempted to counter it with an arm bar bringing her down to the mat. Nova saw the opportunity as she started to climb to one of the top turnbuckles. With Sawyer’s strength she manages to deliver a powerbomb to Veronica getting out of the arm bar. She crouched in the corner as Nova hit a devastating Macho Man like elbow drop.

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2…

But Sawyer broke up the pin by pulling Nova’s leg. Nova slapped Sawyer making Sawyer deliver a right hand back but harder, making her roll out the ring and on the apron. Veronica was slowly getting back up and Sawyer noticed as she charged towards her, making Veronica pull the top rope making her land on the outside. Veronica made her way to the apron where Nova was at; her back turned to Veronica not seeing her jump and wrap her legs around her neck for a reverse hurricanrana. With a loud thud, both of them rolled onto the floor in pain.

Sawyer crawled over , throwing Veronica in the ring and seeing Nova began to stir. Sawyer climbed to the top turnbuckle with her back turned to deliver a perfect moonsault, making the crowd gasp, and Tony and Kenny to stand up. Sawyer held her side, and rolled into the ring ready to finish the match. She stood in the ring, waiting for Veronica to get in position for her finishing move. Veronica stood and it was too late, and she tucked her chin ready for the impact of Sawyer’s devastating Canadian Destroyer.

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2…

Sawyer stood up, referee raising her arm in the air. She tried to bite back her smile but simply couldn’t. She watched as Veronica and Nova started to walk backstage, exiting the ring, breaking out of character as soon as she was behind the curtain.

Veronica, Nova and Sawyer started talking about the match, complimenting each other. “Excuse me ladies?” They looked over, and saw Tony Khan and Kenny Omega walking towards them. Nova spun around and almost caused Sawyer and Veronica to fall over. “Really impressive match out there. You know I didn’t think you guys would have met my expectations but I was way wrong.” Kenny admitted, and Tony agreed. “Yea , we would really love for you guys to come over to our company for a bit. Not on Dynamite yet, but some Dark matches maybe?” Tony suggested. They were beyond excited. Sawyer started imagining all of the memories she could create at AEW, and seeing some people she hadn’t seen in a while - until a certain person popped into her head. “I would love to wrestle for you guys, but does Wardlow know? Or is he even okay with this- “ Veronica gave Sawyer the death stare and Nova let out a laugh. “Wardlow? He’s the one that brought you guys up. He said you were all really talented, and since we’re looking for more women wrestlers you were the right people. Is there something going on between…” “NO.” Sawyer interrupted Tony.

“It’s complicated. I just wanted to make sure he was okay with working with me again.” Nova couldn’t believe Sawyer’s actions and it was making it extremely hard not to burst out of laughter on the spot. Veronica stood in between her friends listening closely to what Khan was saying. She felt eyes on her so she looked up and was met with Kenny’s soft stare. He smiled and looked away making her do the same.

“Yea, so tomorrow I was thinking you guys could get to Jacksonville and see Dynamite, then wrestle after the show?” Tony said. “That works fine with us.” Nova said, smiling wide

“Great!” Kenny said, smiling at Veronica. “Sawyer, Veronica?”

Sawyer and Veronica looked at each other, they could tell what they both were thinking just by the looks on their face. Veronica nodded, Sawyer spoke up, “Let’s do this.” “That’s great, the flight leaves at 11 tonight, so get there as fast as you can,” Tony said, looking at his phone, “Oh and Sawyer?”

Sawyer looked up, “Don’t interrupt me again.”

Nova couldn’t keep in her laughter anymore, not even when Veronica punched her arm and told her to shush. Tony and Kenny left the building, leaving the friends beaming and damn near tears. “Veronica and Kenny sitting in a tree!” Nova and Sawyer started to sing, making Veronica roll her eyes, “Yeah I’ll remember that when we see Wardlow tomorrow.”

Sawyer huffed. “But remember we promised if things ever ended up like this, we would stay together no matter what happens between any of us.” Nova brought up, talking about the promise they all made years before.

“Friends, no matter what.” They all said in unison, knowing in the back of their heads they would be friends for eternity.

thank you for reading! part 2 coming soon!

#tony khan #kenny omega #kenny omega x reader #kenny omega x oc #aew #aew fanfiction #aew x reader #all elite wrestling #warhorse #wardlow #wrestling fanfiction

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dmukcs · 3 years

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miss A (미쓰에이) - Good-bye Baby

This week’s recommendation is Good-bye Baby by miss A!

watch the MV here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EYKO1za5mX0&ab_channel=missA

Good-bye Baby is a song by miss A, released July 18th 2011. It is the lead single on their debut studio album A Class, released the same day, and was produced by Park Jinyoung (or as he’s credited on the album, J.Y. Park “TheAsiansoul”).

The producer behind this song uploaded a video of himself recording the song with Manny Marroquin, a Grammy-winning mixing engineer who has worked alongside powerhouses like Whitney Houston, Alicia Keys, Kanye West and Bruno Mars.

Good-bye Baby is a dance-pop, pop song which details how a girl has confidently dumped her ‘playboy’ boyfriend who likes to cheat. The lyrics in the first verse reference one of the members, reading: “I figured it out when you called me Suzy by accident, when my name isn’t Suzy. I don’t know why I tried so hard to trust you (I knew what kind of guy you were). Don’t cry in vain. (I took out all of your things). The acting stops now.” and this garnered a lot of attention for their impactful statement, despite their playful nature.

The song is described as having a strong hip-hop rhythm, with acoustic shuffle elements.

This song peaked at number 1 on the Gaon Digital Chart in 2011.

A Class was miss A’s debut studio album, released July 18th 2011. It featured six singles, one being the award winning Bad Girl, Good Girl.

There’s quite a bit of background this album, so bear with me for a second. July 1 2010, miss A released a four-song EP Bad But Good, which included Love Again (다시 사랑) and Bad Girl Good Girl, which were their first and second singles, released June 30th and July 1st respectively. These two tracks, plus their album track Break It were later included on A Class.

Their second four-song EP Step Up was released 27th September 2010 and its song Breathe was used as the promotional single. All other tracks were later included on A Class.

The lead single for A Class was Good-bye Baby, but their next single from this album Love Alone was specially created for Kim Yuna’s Ice Show; she is South Korea’s figure skating champion. The group performed the song as special guests on her show as Yuna and other figure skaters danced to the song. This song was also their first song sung in English, and was released May 2011.

A Class reached number 9 on the Gaon Weekly Album Chart, but finished at number 5 for the month, and 44 for the year of 2011. Their other single, Love Alone, reached number 6 on Gaon’s Digital Charts.

members left to right: Min (민) , Fei (Korean: 페이, Chinese: 王霏霏 ), Suzy (수지), Jia (Korean: 지아, Chinese: 孟佳 )

miss A was a South Korean-Chinese girl group under JYP Entertainment. They debuted in 2010 with their song Bad Girl Good Girl as a four member group, made up of Fei, Jia, Min and Suzy. Their debut song reached number 1 on the Gaon Digital Charts, making them the first to ever have a debut song reach the top of the chart. It also went on to become the best-performing single of 2010. Originally, miss A consisted of five trainees formed in 2010. Three of them appeared on Chinese variety shows performing dance routines and songs as “The Chinese Wonder Girls”, with Woo Hyerim as a member, who eventually was placed in Wonder Girls soon before miss A’s debut in order to replace Sunmi (ex-member of Wonder Girls).

March 2010, Suzy Bae (15 at the time) joined the group, which then became a trio known as miss A. They signed with the Samsung Electronics in China and released a song used for the commercial called Love Again for the Samsung Beat Fetsival. Lee Min Young, a solo artist and a long time trainee in America, made a cameo appearance in the MV. She later joined the group for their South Korean debut in April 2010.

A Class (2011) produced two more number 1 songs, and their follow-up EPs Touch and Independent Women Part III (both released 2012) proved more success. Their second studio album Hush (2013) was well-received by critics and its title track has been covered numerous times by girl groups and on survival shows.

After this, there was a year long hiatus, until they released their 3rd EP Colors (2015), which was their last release before disbandment.

In 2017, Billboard ranked miss A at number 10 on their “Top 10 K-pop Girl Groups of the Decade” list.

Jia left the group in May 2016, where management said that the group was working on individual activities and focusing on their solo careers. In November 2017, Min left the group after her contract expired with the company. Cue December 2017, where JYP officially announced that the group had disbanded.

Currently only Suzy and Fei remain in the company from miss A.

Their fandom name was Say A, but they never had an official fandom colour.

Songs I would recommend by them are: Breathe, Touch, Only You (다른 남자 말고 너), Hush, Bad Girl Good Girl, 남자 없이 잘 살아 (I don’t need a man), Stuck, Love Song (personal favourite!), 녹아 Melting, 한걸음 One Step, I Caught Ya, Lips, No Mercy, Step Up, 멍하니, 그 음악을 틀어줘요 DJ, Break It, Love Alone, If I Were a Boy, Time’s Up

(notes: did not realise i was that big of a miss a fan wow)

photo reference: my screenshot of the mv https://www.discogs.com/Miss-A-A-Class/release/3431492 https://kprofiles.com/miss-a-profile/ reference: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Class_(album)#Track_listing https://www.allkpop.com/article/2011/07/miss-as-good-bye-baby-lyrics-generates-attention https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Class_(album) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miss_A https://www.allkpop.com/article/2010/01/chinese-wonder-girls-show-off-their-dance-skills#axzz2jpmSO8uI https://entertain.v.daum.net/v/20100717080329329 https://www.soompi.com/article/360555wpp/jyps-new-4member-girl-group-miss-a-set-to-debut-early-july https://www.billboard.com/articles/columns/k-town/7865168/best-k-pop-girl-groups-decade

#dmu #dmukcs #dmu korean culture society #miss a #goodbye baby #miss a goodbye baby #jype #jyp entertainment #old kpop #kpop #music recommendation #kpop recommendation #old kpop recommendation #old school kpop #written by tt

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lgcmax · 4 years

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𝐌𝐀𝐗 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈 meets casting call 02, 040320 ! ↪ performing awkward silence & welcome to paradise 🌹

no part of max had been expecting to be in front of a panel right now, preparing for an audition. he expected something like this to be much farther into the future - when he was stronger, wiser, better. but by some strange fate, he’d convinced himself that he had what it took to be standing in front of them. no matter what he was thinking, it's too late to back out and it’s time to perform. wait, it’s time to perform. he has three words: what the fu -

note: “ welcome to paradise ” is performed w / o the curse word ! i’m not good at writing new verses so i won’t even try, but it’s replaced w / a whole verse altogether ! ( wc: 1,169 )

he has no time to think, because the moment he thinks about rushing out the door, his name is called. fate must be making a joke out of him now. he might as well have fun if he was going to do this, so after quickly hyping himself up, he jogs up to the stage. as usual, his smile is wide, though this time it’s tinged with just a hint of nervousness he won’t acknowledge.

“ hello ! my name is max choi, and i’m 19 years old ! i’m an aspiring rapper, and i’m confident that once you see my youthful energy and charisma, you’ll believe i’m the man for your project. please support me ! ” sure, the intro may come off as a little cocky, but it’s just who max is, and he hopes that through it they’ll learn that if nothing else, his stage presence is something that he can be proud of. he wastes no time in turning to the staff member, requesting the music to be turned on. he needed them to be hooked right away, and this is the way he thought how.

he starts with awkward silence, the familiar melody from the show coming in. it was one he particularly enjoyed, and though he wasn’t the best at it, he heavily enjoyed cute concepts. thankfully his vlive had helped him out a bit, however, and by practicing humph he’d surprisingly learned a lot about aegyo and charisma. as soon as the song starts he’s grinning, his rap skills immediately on display. “ you all know this one, right ? let’s sing together, then ! ” whether or not they’ll listen to his request or not is up for grabs, but he definitely wants to market himself as an asset to concerts and variety shows. he’s not used to the cuter rapping style but he’s definitely having fun with it, adding in all the funny faces and gestures he had picked up.

back then, it had felt like his new skill was meaningless, but with today in mind it seemed a lot more useful. his features soften, his dance moves are more youthful, and the whole thing is his attempt at evoking awkward silence’s childish energy. for this performance, he’s got to thank seojin. without him to help work on his singing, as stern as he was about it, max would have never been able to hit the notes with as much ease. it’s what allows him to worry less about his singing, but as his teacher told him, have fun and enjoy the raps and choreography as he wanted. his singing still needs work, of course, but that’s why he’s here. he’d been getting by for long enough, and this was his chance to be shaped into something really worth debuting.

finally, awkward silence comes to an end, and he returns to the front of the stage with a short bow. “ thank you - but we’re not done ! ” he emphasizes, holding his hand up. “ you’ve seen my cute, aegyo - filled side, but i think my other one will surprise you ! and well, like bruno mars says .... if you don’t believe me, just watch ! ” really, he wasn’t sure if he was speaking too casually for an audition, but he didn’t do these things too often, and it was just his personality. with a fist pump in the air, he’s full fo excitement, saying a loud “ let’s get it ! ” into the mic as if he were at his very own solo concert.

finally, he cues the music one more time, and when it comes on he’s completely in his element. rapping is clearly his passion, and this song could show both his energy and skill without being too much at once. he’s having fun, though he doesn’t let himself lose focus on delivering a good performance. he’s powerful, and even if he may not have been entirely confident in his awkward silence performance this is different. when he ends, he gives a little cheer of victory, proud of his success in the performance. as it ends he goes to the front, facing the judges.

“ thank you for watching ! ” he says into the mic, his voice slightly shaky as he struggles to catch his breath. he hasn’t tried this hard in a while. “ before i go, i’d just like to say that i’m nineteen internationally, twenty in korean age, but i’ve got the energy of a 8-year-old ! ” it’s something he’s obviously proud of from his little laugh following the statement, as he secures his grip on the mic. it never hurt to let them know a little more about him. he didn’t know what they were looking for, as the project seemed to be very secretive, so he decided on just showing the judges his personality best as he could. “ anyways, i’m also from canada, and i’ve travelled here to follow my dreams of becoming a rapper people look up to ! ” it’s a little cheesy, he knows, but it’s his attempt of showing his dedication. “ i also like to dance, and offstage you can find me either playing video games or eating food ! uh, yeah ... i love both ! ” the casual max definitely slipped out with that one, and as he notices his audition is starting to sound like a tinder profile he decides to rap it up.

“ so i hope you’ve enjoyed my performance today, and don’t forget about your shooting star, max choi, who hopes to send his fans to space with his raps ! ” with his hands, he mimics a shooting star blasting in the air, before giving a smile. he’s definitely different out of performances than he is during them, far less serious and a little more awkward. “ and last but not least ... ” he starts, switching to english suddenly. “ i hope you make the right choice and choose me to bring the project to it’s maximum energy ! thank you very much ! ” he calls, followed by a quick korean translation. “ i’ll look forward to hearing from you ! ”

#( and so the tale begins :: development. )#lgc:gig008 #phew i just made the qualifications for this one ooijoijoioi #wc: 1169 #lgcseojin #lgctk #< -- mentions !!

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xkurzel · 6 years

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Off-Limits (2/3)

Word Count: 3,706

Characters: Jake Puckerman, Brittany S. Pierce

Summary: Despite three separate instances of three different glee club members telling him not to go there, Jake Puckerman ends up going there and somehow finds himself crushing on the totally off-limits Brittany S. Pierce.

Notes: You can absolutely thank @brittanacedes for sending me this picture and making this extend into now three parts because I absolutely had to write it in.

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“As promised.”

Jake shuts his locker and standing there is Brittany, her hand outstretched and holding his leather jacket out to him.

“Thanks.” Jake lets out a sigh of relief and reaches for it but Brittany tugs it out of his reach. He glances back to Brittany and she’s got an eyebrow arched.

“On one condition.”

Jake cocks his head. “But... it’s my jacket.”

“You have to promise,” Brittany continues, ignoring him, “that you’ll stop skipping class.”

“Why do you care?” Jake blurts out almost out of instinct, wincing internally at the bite that comes across.

“Teachers really care about that stuff,” Brittany explains patiently, looking none too fussed at Jake’s tone, “Trust me, I know. You don’t want to inconveniently find out just days away from graduation that attendance actually matters in order to pass.”

Jake’s knee-jerk reaction to any type of authority or demand is usually to bristle at the suggestion and maybe knock over a few things. And he feels his shoulders start to straighten and he’s about to do just that when he makes the mistake of looking right into Brittany’s eyes.

Brittany has a smile on her face with an eyebrow raised expectantly, but she’s looking at him earnestly, sincerity clear in those blue eyes, and Jake’s stopped in his tracks because she’s looking at him like... she actually does care.

It’s a weird, unfamiliar feeling that catches him off guard which is why he instead says—

“Sure. I promise.”

Brittany brightens, her smile widening. “Awesome! Good deed of the day done. Here you go, younger Puckerman.” She extends the jacket back towards him.

Jake shakes his head a little to clear his thoughts and takes his jacket from her with a grateful smile. “You know, I have a name. A full one. Jake Puckerman. In case you didn’t know.”

Brittany taps a finger to her chin in deliberation. “Well, Jake Puckerman is shorter to say than younger Puckerman.”

Jake shrugs on his jacket with a chuckle. “How about just Jake?”

Brittany squints at him playfully, pretending to consider it with an exaggerated hum that makes Jake laugh, before nodding and grinning back at him. “Alright, Just Jake it is.”

Jake thinks to correct her but, at this point, he’s learned that it’s just better to roll with it when it comes to Brittany. “That works.”

The bell rings overhead and Brittany jumps. “Shoot, my class is all the way on the other side of the building.” Brittany steps close to Jake, reaching out and tugging at the apparently unkempt collar of his jacket, smoothing it over. “See you around, Just Jake. Stay in class!”

Jake watches her jog down the long hallway, her blonde ponytail swishing with each step, and he doesn’t move until she reaches the end of it, looking back to Jake with a smile and a wave, before disappearing around the corner completely.

He rubs at the collar of his jacket absentmindedly and makes his way to his next class.

And every class after that.

Jake’s lounging around in his room, attempting but failing to get through his homework, when his phone buzzes next to him.

(Half Bro): ABORT

(Half Bro): ABORT MISSION

“The hell is he talking about?” Jake mutters underneath his breath. On cue, his phone starts buzzing and a picture of him and Puck, the older Puckerman putting Jake into a headlock, lights up his screen. Jake rolls his eyes and picks up the call, shoving his phone between his shoulder and his ear, as he picks up his pencil.

“What’s with the cryptic texts, dude?” Jake says in greeting, erasing his previous answer on his notebook and scribbling down another half-heartedly.

“As your wise older brother—”

“Half brother. And dunno about the whole wise thing.”

“—it’s my duty to tell you to abort mission, bro.”

Jake scratches down another answer on his notebook. “Yeah, I still don’t know what you’re talking bout.”

“Brittany, dude! That is a total no-go!”

The phone slips from Jake’s shoulder as he sits up suddenly. Jake scrambles for the phone, picking it back up. “What? What about her?”

Puck barks out a laugh. “Don’t play the player, my man! I saw the latest episode and I could spot that classic Puckerman leather from a mile away.”

“The latest episode?” Jake blanks before it clicks. “Wait, of Fondue for Two? You watch that?”

“Hell yeah, dude. I’m subscribed and everything. Everyone watches it. Anyway, I totally respect your game, don’t get me wrong, do your thing. But take it from me, you do not want to go there.”

Heat creeps up Jake’s neck. “It’s not like that. We’re… friends.”

And it’s true. They are kind of friends now, ever since Brittany borrowed Jake’s jacket. When Brittany passes him in the halls, she gives him a wave and a, “Hi, Just Jake,” and she’s even started sitting next to him in glee club. They also have a weird, ongoing text thread about—out of all things—motorcycle riding that Jake catches himself rereading throughout the day, chuckling at the various emojis that’s peppered all throughout the thread.

So yeah. They’re friends.

But just friends.

“Right,” Puck draws out.

Jake clears his throat. “Uh, just between bros though, why not?” Jake tries to ask nonchalantly.

“Dude, two words: Santana Lopez. You do not want to get in between those two. Not even in the fun way, either, because that shit will get you nowhere and I’m pretty sure they stopped doing that like three years ago.”

Now, Jake’s really lost. “Wait, what? Who’s Santana Lopez?”

“You serious? You really don’t know?”

Jake scoffs, picking his pencil back up and doodling on the corner of the page. “I literally just got to this school, like, a few months ago.”

“Man, you’ve got a lot to learn. Let’s just say, I’ve seen many dudes try and fail—including yours truly, if you can believe it—to try and get with Brittany or Santana and it’s just a lost cause. Those two kind of just… belong to each other.”

“Wow. That is really cheesy,” Jake chuckles.

“Shut the fuck up, dude. I’m trying to do you a solid here.”

“Relax, alright?” Jake rolls his eyes, throwing his head back to look at the ceiling while still doodling aimlessly. “I get it. I didn’t know Brittany had a girlfriend, anyways.”

“Well, ex-girlfriend. I think. I dunno. Santana graduated last year, moved away, and then dumped her a little while ago is what I heard from Tina.”

“Wait a minute, so Brittany’s single? What the hell are you telling me all this for then?”

“I thought you guys were just friends?” Puck’s smug tone comes across the line.

Jake flushes, heat creeping higher up his neck. “We are! I’m just saying.”

Puck laughs. “Alright, dude, your funeral. But consider my brotherly duties fulfilled.”

Jake rolls his eyes again. “Well, thanks for your concern, bro.”

“Anytime, man!”

Jake ends the call with a click and a sigh, chucking his phone onto his bed. Phone calls with his dumbass half-brother are always a treat, but this one in particular just really grates at him.

First Kitty, and now Puck, too? Jake doesn’t know where everyone’s getting the idea that he’s into Brittany. He’s not into her. Especially knowing there’s some history with a Santana Lopez in the mix. No, definitely not. That would make things way complicated and Jake’s not into all that drama and luggage when he’s got enough of that to go around.

“We’re friends, that’s all,” Jake mutters to himself, shaking his head. “Just friends.”

Jake nods, resolved, and turns back to his homework.

At the corner of the page, where Jake was doodling, is Brittany’s name.

He quickly scratches it out and falls onto his bed with a groan.

“Hey, whatever happened with your experiment?” Jake asks Brittany, shifting Brittany’s books under his arm as they walk to Brittany’s class. “You know, the food one in the hallway?”

It’s the fourth day in a row where Jake’s walked Brittany to her fifth period class that just happens to be four classes down from where Jake’s fifth period is. Not that he checked or anything. Jake just noticed Brittany walking in the same direction for fifth a couple times so now, they walk together.

He’s kinda glad he promised to stop skipping this class.

“Oh, the results were inconclusive. But totally not going to test it again. You know how it is,” Brittany says dismissively, waving a hand in the air. “What song are you going to do in glee club?”

Jake sometimes gets a little whiplash from how quickly Brittany jumps from topic to topic, but he’s getting used to it. “Uh, not sure yet. What’s the assignment again?”

Brittany stops right outside of her classroom, leaning against the doorway. Jake stops and leans against the other side of the doorway as other students mill about the hall. “I think it has something to do with pirates. I was gonna do one, but it was really hard to dance with an eyepatch on.”

Jake tries not to smile. “Britt, I think the assignment was Hidden Treasures. Like you have to pick an underrated song by a really popular artist.”

“Oh. That makes sense. What are you doing then?”

Jake shrugs, checking the clock on the wall and noticing there’s about a few minutes until class starts. “I was thinking of doing a Bruno Mars song, just not sure which one.”

The warning bell rings and students around them shuffle faster to their classes. Jake steps back a bit to let other students filter into Brittany’s classroom, then steps towards her to hand over her books.

Brittany smiles at him gratefully, swooping up her books from his outstretched arms. “Thanks.” She suddenly perks up with a gasp, grasping at his forearm. “Wait, I got it! You should totally do Talking to the Moon. It’s about werewolves, which is as underrated as it gets.”

Jake’s mouth pinches, his lips tugging up on one side. “Is it really?”

The final bell rings above them and Brittany pushes him gently backwards. “You’ll kill it, Just Jake. See you in glee!”

Jake chuckles and waves to her in goodbye, before jogging over to his classroom.

“Alright! Who’s up next?”

Jake clears his throat and raises up his hand. “I have one.”

He jogs down the risers and goes to stand in the center of the room, in front of the mic. He glances around at everyone, ducking his chin to his chest as he leans into the mic. “Okay, this one’s Talking to the Moon by Bruno Mars.” Jake glances over to Brittany, who’s sitting in the front next to Artie, and she gives him a thumbs up.

Jake nods to the band, cueing the music, and he goes through the first verse. But as soon he’s singing, “At night, when the stars light up my room, I sit by myself…”, what Brittany said about what the song’s really about pops into his head and he can’t help but chuckle lightly, as he continues into the chorus.

“Talking to the moon,” Jake croons, shaking his head with a grin, and he makes eye contact with Brittany, who has a matching grin on her face and a knowing twinkle in her eyes. He keeps his eyes on her as he sings, “Trying to get to you,” watching her nod along to the beat, before looking away to the rest of the glee club, continuing through the rest of the song.

When he finishes, the room bursts into cheers and applause.

“Dude, that was awesome!”

“Great job, Jake!”

“Whoo! Go, double J!” Brittany hollers, hands cupped around her mouth, giving a fist pump for good measure.

He grins bashfully, bowing slightly, before jogging back up the risers to his seat.

“Okay, who else has something they want to sing?”

“Dude, you know what we should team up on?” Jake points towards Artie, swallowing the bite of his sandwich he just took. “Some Frank Ocean.”

“My man!” Artie exclaims, holding his hand up. “Now, you’re speaking my language!”

Jake grins and returns his high five. The rest of the glee club is seated around the lunch table and engaged in their own side conversations.

Artie starts listing off some classic Ocean tunes, Jake nodding and shaking his head at each of the suggestions, before Tina plops down across Jake, setting down her lunch tray.

“Artie, how’d you do the homework for Mrs. Peters’ class?” Tina asks Artie, and he shoots Jake an apologetic smile before answering Tina, the two of them going on to discuss the homework in detail.

Jake feels something nudging his shoulder and he looks up to find Brittany standing there, her lunch tray in her hands. “Scoot over,” Brittany says, nodding to the side.

Jake shifts over to make some room and Brittany squeezes in next to him, her elbow softly knocking into his.

“Hey,” Jake says in greeting, a smile growing on his face.

“Hey,” Brittany greets back, her mouth quirking up slightly, before she looks up. “What’s with the beanie?”

“Oh,” Jake reaches up to touch the beanie in question, perched around his head, “The hair was getting a little wild. I need to get a haircut.”

Brittany chuckles, looking back down from the beanie into his eyes. “Cute,” Brittany says with a wink. Jake looks down, scratching the back of his neck, and clears his throat, his cheeks warming.

Brittany’s hand pops into his view and he looks back up to watch Brittany pop a fry into her mouth.

“Those are mine,” Jake notes, watching Brittany chew.

“You know, sharing is caring, Just Jake,” Brittany grabs another fry, pointing at him with it. She grins as he shakes his head and she eats the fry she just picked up before wiping the grease on her fingers on Jake’s shirt.

“Gross,” Jake wrinkles his nose as Brittany sticks her tongue out at him, crossing her eyes.

Suddenly, Brittany plucks the beanie off of his head before Jake can even scramble to keep it on. “I think you need a lesson in sharing.”

“Britt, come on,” Jake laughs and lunges for the beanie but Brittany pushes a hand flat against his chest as her other hand holds his beanie out of his reach.

“Nope,” Brittany lets the word come off her tongue with a pop, before tugging the beanie onto her head. “It’s cuter on me anyways.”

Jake groans in protest, shooting her a harmless glare as he smooths down his hair. “Only cause it’s kinda true, but I’m getting it back after glee,” Jake responds casually, picking his sandwich back up, and Brittany giggles next to him.

“Deal,” She agrees, and he glances over to her from the corner of his eye, shooting her a smile.

Jake’s putting away his books between classes when Artie wheels up to his locker.

“Hey, man, sorry we didn’t get to finish our talk at lunch earlier,” Jake gives him a nod in greeting, but Artie just waves him off.

“Don’t worry ‘bout it. I’m actually here for something else. Roll with me, Puckerman,” Artie says, and Jake arches an eyebrow. He shuts his locker closed and grabs Artie’s wheelchair handles.

“Alright, where to?” Jake pushes Artie along the hallway.

“Let’s go into this classroom. I don’t think there’s a class,” Artie suggests, and Jake nods, pushing Artie into the room.

Just as Artie noted, the classroom is empty, and Jake shrugs off his backpack, tossing it onto the desk as he takes a seat on top of it.

“What’s up, dude? Kinda secretive,” Jake gestures around the empty room.

Artie smiles gently at him before wheeling a little bit closer. “Look, Jake, I just wanted to give you a heads-up. Maybe a little advice, too.”

“Uh,” Jake lets out a laugh. “About what?”

Artie levels a look at him. “I think you know.”

Jake squints back, cocking his head. “No, I really don’t. You’re gonna have to fill in the blanks here.”

Artie wheels even closer and straightens up in his seat, looking Jake directly in the eyes. “Brittany.”

Jake freezes, his eyes widening. “What?”

Artie sighs and sends him a patient smile, folding his hands in his lap. “I couldn’t help but notice you two lately and, from someone who’s been there, it’s kinda obvious you’re into her.”

Jake shakes his head fervently. “I’m not… into her.”

Artie nods, as if he was expecting that response. “Sure, if that’s what you want to tell yourself. Don’t worry, plenty of guys and girls have been in your boat. Once you get sucked into Brittany’s orbit, it’s pretty much inevitable.”

“What? I don’t…” Jake laughs breathlessly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, man.”

Artie tugs his glasses down to give Jake a dubious look. “Be straight with me, Jake. I won’t tell anyone.”

Jake glances away, feeling warm like a spotlight’s on him, and he glances back to Artie. “Okay, so… I guess, yeah.” Jake blows out a breath. “I might… be into Brittany. But it’s only just a little.”

Artie levels him another look.

“I mean, she’s hot and a little weird but it’s cute and she’s funny, so yeah, I guess. A little. But it’s not a big deal.” Jake pauses. “Like, really.”

Artie smiles kindly, throwing his hands up in a nonchalant shrug. “Totally not a big deal,” Artie echoes.

Jake passes a hand over his face, his shoulders slumping. “Dude, I swear, I’m not usually like this. No offense, but I’m pretty sure I have way more game than someone like you, for example.”

Artie looks slightly offended but then makes a noise of agreement.

Jake continues, “And with anyone else, I probably would’ve already made a move but…”

Artie nods. “It’s Brittany,” he finishes for Jake and Jake nods slowly. “Yeah, things are definitely different when it comes to her. Like I said, it’s kinda inevitable. But, here’s something else that’s also inevitable.”

Jake picks his head up, listening intently.

“It’s never going to work.”

Jake reels back a bit, raising his eyebrows. “Harsh.”

Artie shrugs. “Harsh, but true. I was actually dating Brittany at one point and I should’ve seen it coming, but I didn’t.”

“See what coming?”

Artie leans forward. “She’s completely unavailable. Like one hundred percent off-limits.”

Jake blinks for a few seconds, eyeing Artie curiously. “Don’t tell me it’s about that ex of hers.”

Artie looks surprised. “So you’ve already been warned then.”

Jake scratches at the back of his head. “Yeah, Puck told me about a Santana in the picture. But I mean,” he shrugs, “she’s not even here and they’ve been broken up for awhile now, right? So how hung up can she be?”

Artie waves a hand around. “Doesn’t matter what they are to each other. Trust me when I say that those two are the definition of inevitable, and getting in between them just sets you up for heartbreak.”

Jake arches an eyebrow. “Experience talking?”

Artie chuckles. “The worst kind. But I learned my lesson. And now, I’m sharing it with you.” Artie wheels his chair back around, making his way to the exit. “Be a smart man. Take my advice, Jake. See you in glee!”

Jake watches him wheel away, running back through the conversation in his head and exhaling a heavy sigh.

Jake leans against the wall right outside the choir room, nodding in goodbye to the glee club members filtering out of the room, before he hears Brittany’s voice coming nearer.

Jake straightens up, and Artie wheels out of the choir room, shooting him a pointed look that he acknowledges with a tight-lipped smile, before Jake looks up to see Brittany chatting with Blaine as they exit the room.

Brittany catches Jake’s eyes and shoots him a quick smile before turning back to Blaine, giving him a single-armed hug and says, “See you tomorrow, Blaine Warbler!”

Blaine just shakes his head at the nickname, smiling at Jake in passing as he goes his separate way, and Brittany turns to Jake, blue eyes bright and a wide grin on her face, his beanie perched on her head.

Jake extends his hand out, eyes darting upwards with a slight smirk. “Didn’t think I’d forget about my beanie, did you?” Jake asks.

“You know, you’ve got the be the worst hostage negotiator ever,” Brittany deadpans as she tugs the beanie off of her head.

Jake just furrows his brow, giving her a questioning look with a smile on his face.

Brittany knocks his outstretched hand out of the way and steps a little closer and Jake steps back, the back of Jake’s shoes knocking against the wall behind him.

Jake holds his breath as he watches Brittany raise the beanie above his head, her blue eyes concentrating on tugging the fabric neatly onto his head and he lets her, keeping his arms to his sides. Brittany elaborates, “Because I keep kidnapping your clothes…”

Jake glances down to Brittany’s lips where she has her tongue peeking out in concentration as he lets her fiddle with placing the beanie on his head.

He watches her face, standing in place between her arms, as she gently arranges the beanie on top of his head, her hands smoothing the fabric over once it’s in place. “...and you keep letting me,” Brittany finishes and glances down to his eyes with an easy grin.

She takes a step back to evaluate her handiwork, making a face as if to say not too bad. “Still cuter on me, though,” Brittany flutters her eyelashes dramatically, and Jake breathes out a laugh.

“Want to grab a milkshake?” Jake blurts out. Brittany tilts her head at him. “You said you were craving one at lunch when you were eating my fries, because you like to dip them in a milkshake.”

Brittany blinks at him slowly, eyeing him, before she chuckles, shaking her head. “You’re being weird, Just Jake. But sure. Let’s go. I’ll drive.”

She spins on her heel, slightly skipping towards the exit, and Jake watches her take a few skips before he follows.

Fuck. He’s so screwed.

#jake puckerman #brittany s. pierce #glee #fic #i really got carried away with this one smh i just love putting jake thru torture #this completes the three warnings by the three glee club members #so hmmm wonder what next chapter is... ;)#spoiler for ch.3: DANCING #my fic

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groovyzombiellama · 7 years

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Storm 2

(OMG Just imagine this is actually going to happen to a very lucky woman some day. I mean the proposing part, maybe not like this, but it’s gonna happen...)

Title: Storm 2 Requested? Yes. Plot: The second chapter of the Storm imagine, where it’s your 4 year anniversary and Alex decides he is ready to be someone’s husband. And the most epic proposal ever is in full effect. Warnings: Epic proposal ahead! Word count: 1352

Part 1

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It's an early Sunday morning in Dublin, the sun was shyly showing it's rays through the curtains of the penthause apartment window. I slowly opened my eyes as I stretched my body, one of my hands feel the bed next to me, soon noticing it was empty and that I was alone. I figured Alex had started making breakfast already, so I decided to begin my wake up routine slowly. Suddenly I felt something soft under my fingers, turning my head to look at the mysterious object I have encountered. It turned out being a red rose, with a note attached to it. The note read:”Good morning beautiful! It’s a big day today, so dress pretty and meet me at the park. Your secret admirer.” I smiled, knowing it was Alex playing tricks on me. I had been thinking about today before I fell asleep last night. Today is four years since Alex and I started our relationship. It felt like it was just yesterday when I first met him, after arriving to the set of Vikings, thinking I was just going to be an extra, and instead getting the big role I play.

Like clockwork, my phone lit up, signaling I had a text. It was the infamous secret admirer, who snuck into my phone last night to change his caller ID to “Secret admirer”. For a moment I thought it might not be Alex, but instead one of the boys trying to pull a prank on me and my boyfriend just deciding to go along with it. If that’s true, and he plays a prank on me, on our anniversary, he is going to be in so much trouble I swear to God. The text read that, knowing how much girls scramble through their clothes to find something to wear every day, an outfit was waiting for me in the living room, just waiting for me to put it on. I replied asking him how he could possibly know I would like the outfint, and he got back to me saying he was 100% sure I’m gonna love it. Alright, let us see what my little monkey man has in store for me to wear today. I quickly showered and did my make up and hair, walking into the living room with caution, as if I was going to encounter a robber who was going through my stuff at this very moment.

I was greeted instead with a beautiful dress, shoes to match and accessories. It was actually a set I wanted to buy ages ago, but somehow always seemed to forget as I was too busy with work and everything. Now comes the next task, will it all fit me? Like a glove! Everything looked perfect and I was ready for the perfect anniversary celebration. If only I knew what was in store for me. Once I arrived to the park, even as the taxi pulled up, I noticed a lot of people swarming the area around Alex. I soon realized it was almost the whole cast, escorting him. I was confused, wondering why he brought all of them with him, and adding to my confusion was a camera that Marco was holding. An anniversary with the whole cast? Not what I was expecting, but I don’t mind. They are my family and I love them, so if he decided they are coming with, fine by me. I gave the money to the taxi driver and exited the vehicle.

The moment one of my feet stepped on the ground, a very familiar song started playing. I looked up at Alex in shock, which was soon replaced with laughter, as some of the cast started dancing and the others walked to a bench, holding mysterious boxes. Alex was playing the role of Bruno Mars for now, pulling his best smug face. “Just the way you are” was the song of choice, and soon, the secret admirer had started singing. I was shocked, not able to move. He was actually singing, no lip-syncing whatsoever. It was all the beautiful voice of the man I love, and it just made my day, we don’t need anything else. I tried walking towards him, soon stopped by the guys with the boxes as they poured rose petals to create a road for me, leading up to a heart shape, where my cue was to stand and watch probably. And now I get to feel bad, since all I got Alex is a watch he wanted for his birthday, but I bought him something else instead, wanting to save this for the anniversary.

I took my stand in the heart and continued on watching as they sung and danced around Alex, Marco filming the whole thing. Suddenly I was showered with rose petals and gold and silver confetti. He is trying to ruin my dress and makeup to make me look stupid once he posts this, well, that might be one of the things he wants. Jokes aside, I watched in awe, swaying my body a little to the music, soon having chocolate lollypops and candy given to me, one person at a time, on cue, until I couldn’t hold it all anymore and Katheryn approached me, taking some of it , to put in a bag next to the heart shaped on the floor by the petals. It was all fun and games until the real deal started. The lyric were changed in the last minute. And I tried singing the end in my head, only to be shocked when Alex switched the lyrics, the song becoming a little slower, and turning into another song by Bruno.

My hand flew up to cover my mouth as Alex started approaching me slowly, singing the new song’s last part, to replace the one he should have been singing. Instead of singing: “ ’cause girl you are amazing, just the way you are.” my boyfriend of four years was singing:” ‘cause it’s a beautiful night, we’re looking for something dumb to do, hey baby, I think I wanna marry you.” And continuing on with the rest of the final courus, getting on one knee as he finally stood in the heart shape with me. Tears began to fill up my eyes, escaping them soon after. I’m trying to make sense of the situation, but right now, I forgot about everyone else. I forgot about the huge cast and crew surrounding us. I forgot about Marco filming the whole scene. All I knew right now was that I had the love of my life kneeling in front of me, telling me how much he loves me and that if he is going to be someone’s husband, he would only want to be mine. he had his black fedora, looking at me with pleading eyes.

“Light of my life, Y/N, will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?” The question left his mouth, making my heart want to jump out of my chest. I began whispering yes, while nodding frantically, soon regaining my voice and screaming. “Yes! Of course I will marry you!” He beamed at me with his smile, as he slipped the ring on my finger, than standing up to cup my face and connect our lips into a passionate kiss. The crowd cheered and we both laughed, hugging and kissing. I made everyone laugh, with my comment about having to plan a goddamn wedding, now in my busy work schedule, dramaticaly holding my head and stomach, the ring glowing magicaly on my finger. “Don’t worry, your fiance will help you with everything.” Jordan added, Alex nodding soon after, and I knew I could count on all of them to help me, not just Alex, and that made me love them even more. “It’s official guys, this boy is getting married!” Travis yelled out, every single person on the streets at the time cheering, making both Alex and I blush. I get to spend the rest of my life with my little monkey man, there is absolutely nothing that can be better that this.

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OMG I NEED HELP! This is so cute, If I might say so myself. I hope you like this and it is as you expected it to be. Love you all! <3

Tags: @imagine-this-motherfucker

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thehooliganhangoutspot · 6 years

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parade.com Alison Abbey By ALISON ABBEY @awabbey He’s the man with the million-dollar smile and the heart of 24K gold. Bruno Mars has spent the past decade charming crowds, topping the charts and winning awards–he took home seven at the 2017 American Music Awards, including Artist of the Year—and now he’s paying his success forward. The multiplatinum-selling singer closed the Auburn Hills, Michigan, stop of his sold-out 24K Magic World Tour with the news that he (along with his tour promoter, Live Nation) had donated $1 million to the Community Foundation of Greater Flint, which helps children and families exposed to lead in the city’s water supply. “It’s just a heartbreaking situation,” says Mars a few months later, backstage at his Louisville, Kentucky, show. “People there are still suffering today. I just don’t want that to be swept under the rug. This happened to good people and their families and their businesses.” As for the decision to speak about his own good deed publicly, something Mars rarely does, he finds a way to make that about others as well. “I never talk about doing anything like that, and I just thought it would be really nice if the show was to kind of have that moment,” he says. “Hopefully everyone there could walk out of there feeling like they were a part of something great.” Being a part of something great is nothing new for Mars, the 32-year-old superstar known for hits like “Just the Way You Are,” “Uptown Funk” and “That’s What I Like.” Born Peter Hernandez (but nicknamed “Bruno” by his father as a toddler), he was raised in Hawaii in a family of entertainers. Mars was bitten by the showbiz bug early when he saw his uncle perform as Elvis onstage. An obsession with the hip-swinging showman was born, and little Bruno became the world’s youngest Presley impersonator at just 4 years old. (He even had a cameo imitating the King in the 1992 Nicolas Cage film Honeymoon In Vegas.) “As a kid, I didn’t know what he was singing about, it was just the fact that he got the girls screaming,” he says. “That’s what I was freaking out about, like, ‘Man, all I gotta do is shake my leg? I want to do that one day!’” The Family Business Elvis may have taught Mars how to be a heartthrob, but it was his father, Peter Hernandez Sr., who taught him how to be a star. “He was running the shows with a cast of 17 people,” he says of the senior Hernandez’s stage show, which included his mom, aunts, uncles and siblings. (Mars’ brother Eric is now his drummer.) “You don’t go onstage if your shoes aren’t spotless and your hair isn’t whipped and your gold isn’t shining enough, because the next band is going to come, and they might not even sound as good, but they’re the ones that are going to look memorable. That’s my dad’s school of rock.” Bruno graduated from that school, and at age 13, from the role of Elvis. “Since I was a little kid, that’s all there was—doing the show at night, going to school in the morning. It was like I was Batman. I had this secret identity at school,” he says. “It was an attraction. ‘Go see the little Elvis kid in his father’s show.’ I was that kid! Then you turn 13, and it’s not cute anymore. Elvis didn’t have pimples like that.” That’s when he discovered R&B music. “You’re going to school dances, and the girls are listening to Usher,” he says. “It was just like taking off the Elvis suit and singing R&B songs to girls.” A fan of legends like James Brown, Michael Jackson and Prince, Mars started looking to of-the-moment performers like Usher to expand his repertoire. That mix molded him into the artist he’s become. “That’s the bar—the highest level of entertainment. You’ve got to take cues from these guys who’ve set it,” he says. Becoming “The Man” Those early days onstage and years of watching VHS tapes of Jackson and Brown paid off when, at 18, he moved to Los Angeles and signed his first record deal. But the experience wasn’t exactly what he had in mind. Producers stepped in and tried to mold the young artist, who had his own ideas about image and sound. “I think that was the valuable lesson that I had to learn, that you’ve got to be in control. Me coming from Hawaii, where it whoever can just sing their ass off and kill it is the man. But it wasn’t like that [in L.A.]. My frustration with the record business was them trying to put me in a box, It’s like, ‘There’s pop radio, there’s adult, there’s rock. What are you?’ I’m like, ‘I don’t know!’ You don’t know who you are at 18 years old. Hopefully I’m just dope.” Mars took matters into his own hands. “It was just having to knuckle up and say, ‘I gotta do this on my own, because I can’t expect the record label to tell me who to be or what to be. I’m just going to write the songs that I’m extremely proud of.’” And that’s what he did. After landing his second recording contract (with Atlantic), he released his first solo album, Doo-Wops & Hooligans in 2010. His debut single, “Just the Way You Are,” and the follow-up “Grenade” both reached No. 1 on the Billboard charts, but as he started planning for his second album, Mars realized something was missing. “The first album was me just trying to write the best songs I could possibly write, but then I go on tour for the very first time. Now I’m singing these songs I wrote in the studio, and I’m like, ‘Man, we’re not moving enough!’ It’s such a big part of my upbringing—every time my band and I are in sound check, we’re dancing. So we gotta pick up the tempo.” That’s where his second album, Unorthodox Jukebox comes in. Hit singles like “Treasure” and “Locked Out of Heaven” allowed Mars (and his band, the Hooligans) to show off their skills. But he still wasn’t satisfied. Ever the showman—and harkening back to the advice he got from his father and the lessons he learned from his musical idols—Mars knew he had to take things one step further. “They need to see all of the attitude, not just the little glimpse. They need to know that I’m the man up here. That’s where ‘Uptown Funk’ comes in,” he says, referring to his 2014 collaboration with super producer Mark Ronson. The song, which is heavy on ’70s funk, sizzles with swag, thanks to lyrics like, “I’m too hot / Call the police and the fireman / I’m too hot / Make a dragon wanna retire, man.” The megahit spent 14 weeks at the top of the Billboard Hot 100 chart and certified Mars’ place in music as “the man.” And it showcased how Mars was able to take cues from the music he grew up with and make it his own. “I could sing almost any funk song over the music for ‘Uptown Funk,’ but have you ever heard ‘make a dragon wanna retire, man’?” he says, laughing. “It’s taking what you love and being able to spin it and make it feel like something no one has ever heard before.” He took a similar approach to his latest album, 24K Magic, a ’90s R&B-inspired opus that finally gave Mars the chance to sing, dance and be the man. Released in November of last year, the album was certified double-platinum and spawned hits like “24K Magic” and “That’s What I Like.” (Mars has amassed seven No. 1 songs throughout his career—and he attained the first five faster than any male artist since his original idol, Elvis.) “With this album, I really wanted to make a movie, based on a true story of this kid who’s in love with that feeling that ’90s R&B gave; how it was OK to dance and smile with a girl on the dance floor and sing to a girl.” That “movie” paints Mars—or a version of him—as a smooth operator, rocking Versace pajama-style shirts, gold jewelry and dark sunglasses, and wooing women with his clever turns of phrase and Casanova status. But all in good fun. “I saw the silky shirts and the gold chains, and I was dancing through Vegas,” he says of the persona he dons throughout the album. “For me, this one’s like, ‘All right, now let’s have some fun. Let’s flirt.’” Mars is having so much fun touring the album that he decided to turn it into a TV special. On November 29 at 10 p.m. ET, he’ll debut Bruno Mars: 24K Magic Live at the Apollo. The hourlong CBS special features performances at the legendary NYC theater (with an epic opening number atop the venue’s marquee) as well as throughout the streets of New York, as Mars and the Hooligans interact with passersby—“four days of running around Harlem,” performing every song on the album, as Mars puts it. “When you make an album, you want people to lose themselves in your world. It’s important that you know we’re the vessel,” he says. “I’m hoping that the special, once people see it, it’s going to even take it even further, and they’ll say, ‘He put together a show when he made this album. He was putting together this.’ They’ll understand where I am in life, and how much fun I’m having doing what I love to do.” Because the taping was a secret, audience members had to check their phones at the door, something Mars says changed the entire dynamic of the performance. “I’m like, ‘Why does this feel so different than everything I’ve done?’ People are dancing on the balconies and singing and so involved in the show that’s happening in front of them. Then it kicked in: They didn’t have their phones.” Mars says eliminating phones from a show creates a heightened level of engagement for the audience, and a heightened connection with whomever is onstage. “I say it every night: ‘Put your camera phones down and have fun.’ I remember how much fun I had [at concerts growing up]. Now you go and you’re not even taking pictures of the show—you’re taking pictures of yourself at the show! It’s The Twilight Zone!” Does it affect him to see people on their phones at a show? “A little bit,” he says. “The reason I wanted to do this is because of the feeling you get onstage in front of people. You are responsible for their night. You’re kind of this like DJ, and you’re conducting an experience based on the vibe in the room,” he says. “If everybody’s got a phone in front of them, you’re no longer looking at faces that are smiling or frowning or yawning.” The Man Who Keeps on Giving Mars wants to spread the love too. Giving back is more important than ever to the star, who once lived in a shack in the middle of a Hawaiian bird sanctuary. Beginning in 2014, he partnered with the Hawaii Community Foundation to offer Hawaii-based students scholarships to Grammy Camp, which allows high school students to learn all aspects of commercial music. This year, Mars, himself a five-time Grammy winner, opened up the scholarship to include students from all over the country. He also participated last month in NBC’s telethon for hurricane relief in Puerto Rico, One Voice: Somos Live! A Concert for Disaster Relief, where he took the stage to perform “Just the Way You Are” in English and Spanish. The cause is especially personal for Mars, whose father was born in Puerto Rico. “I’m extremely blessed that I am providing for myself and my family, doing what I love,” he says. “My dream came true, and more. If I’m in a position to help a cause that that breaks my heart, why wouldn’t I do that?” Life on Mars Favorite food: Sushi Last thing you cooked: Mac and cheese Last thing you listened to: A Cardi B song Binge-watching: Game of Thrones What do you miss most about Hawaii? The beach Favorite Michael Jackson album: Bad What do you miss most when you’re on the road? My bed. And my toilet. You don’t know what you got ’til it’s gone. Song you wish you’d written: “Crazy” by Gnarls Barkley Song you wish you’d never written: I’m not walking into the Grammy’s going, “Remember ‘The Lazy Song’?”

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pllsetskyonice · 7 years

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Europe’s Biggest Party

Yuuri Katsuki/Victor Nikiforov

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Victor loves Eurovision and no one can convince me otherwise. Dedicated to @clairles who I’ve spent most of the past week screaming about Eurovision with.

(I rewatched practically all of the final for this, send help)

13 May, 21:45

Victor renamed the chat Europe’s Biggest Party

Victor added Yuuri Katsuki, Yuri Plisestsky, Emil Nekola, Christophe Giacometti, Michele Crispino and Sara Crispino

Victor: IT’S THAT TIME OF YEAR AGAIN

Yuuri: ...what is it?

Victor: IT’S EUROVISION

Yuuri: oh

Yuuri: that’s the singing competition right?

Victor: Yes! I know we’re not all partying together but we can still scream over messages

Christophe: Russia aren't even competing this year though?

Victor: Yes I am aware, we're still going to watch it though because it's Eurovision and we must

Victor: And stfu Chris, Switzerland didn’t get past the semis with your entrant who looked like she’d stolen the dress from Beauty and the Beast

Emil: Czech Republic didn’t get to the finals either *sobs*

Michele: Italy did!

Victor: Italy pays to be there.

Yuuri: I’m confused?

Victor: Italy is part of the “Big 5”, which is the five counties (Germany, Spain, France, Italy and the UK) that make the biggest financial contributions to the European Broadcasting Union. They, along with the host nation, automatically get into the final

Yuuri: Oh I see!

Yuri added Otabek Altin

Victor: what’s he doing here Kazakhstan wasn’t invited

Yuri: Japan wasn’t either yet Katsudon is here

Yuri: Anyway he’s here watching it with me so I thought I might as well add him

Christophe: Oh? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Yuri: gtfo chris

//for Israel, add 01//

Victor: HERE WE GO HERE WE GO HERE WE GO

Yuri: jfc anyone would think you’re excited or some shit

Victor: me? Excited for Eurovision? What do you think this is?

Victor: OOOH ISRAEL IS UP FIRST NICE

Christophe: I voted for them in the semi finals I think?

Victor: a good choice

Otabek: I like the stage with how they’re making it look like a galaxy

Christophe: drinking game for tonight: take a shot every time you see a piece of white clothing on stage

Emil: don’t

Emil: if you saw the semis you’ll know that it looks like a bridal boutique at Eurovision this year and that will end with alcohol poisoning lmao

Christophe: YUURI YOU’RE IN RIGHT?

Yuuri: …no? I want to enjoy my first experience of Eurovision sober

Christophe: spoil sport

Christophe: being drunk just makes it more fun, just saying

Otabek: this song is very repetitive

Yuri: yeah well, welcome to Eurovision

//for Poland, add 02//

Emil: A wild violin appears

Victor: Did someone leave the door open? It looks there’s a draft on stage with her hair blowing like that

Christophe: *pours a shot*

Yuri: what’s going on with her dress I’m so confused

Victor: me too

//for Belarus, add 03//

Christophe: oh wow I’m don’t even know how many shots I’ve got to do for this one

Yuri: Many.

Yuuri: what language are they singing in?

Victor: Belarusian I think

Yuuri: well whatever it is the song sounds fun

Yuuri: I like it

Emil: not sure why they’re on a boat but I sure as hell want to dance on one now

Yuri: SAME

Yuri: WHERE DO I GET A BOAT

Christophe: aaaand they’re kissing

Christophe: what’s the betting the Yuuri and Victor are doing the same?

Otabek: High.

Victor: stfu all of you

Christophe: AHA! HE DIDN’T DENY IT!

Victor: chris I s2g

//for Austria, add 04//

Yuri: wow the dreamworks boy has grown up

Emil: think you need a few more shots chris

Christophe: I regret agreeing to this

Christophe: I feel like it was a mistake

Victor: you’re the one that started it in the first place!

Christophe: that’s a ~minor detail~ stfu

//for Armenia, add 05//

Yuuri: Is it just me or does Armenia remind you of welcome to the madness?

Yuri: Bitch stole my lighting cues I want them back

Victor: what on earth is she wearing

Victor: chain mail? Is this the 1500s?

Yuri: her jewellery is great though

Christophe: I’m having mixed feelings about the dancing tbh

Emil: same

Otabek: idk I think they work

//for The Netherlands, add 06//

Christophe: coming soon to some movie credits near you

Victor: their outfits are so sparkly

Victor: I LOVE THEM

Michele: song is shit though

Yuri: ^^

Sara: I like it!

Michele: I take it back it’s not that bad

//for Moldova, add 07//

Victor: EPIC SAX EPIC GUY EPIC SAX GUY EPIC SAX GUY

Emil: a hero has returned

Yuuri: ??

Victor: they first competed in 2010 and the saxophonist became a meme after

Victor: he’s a legend

Yuri: wtf is this dancing

Christophe: Bridal Wear 2017 by Moldova

Christophe: I suppose I’d better pour some more shots

Yuri: you’re damn right

//for Hungary, add 08//

Victor: WHERE DO I GET HIS JACKET I WANT IT SO BADLY

Christophe: I’m feeling personally attacked by all this white clothing tbh

Emil: ah

Emil: another wild violin player

Otabek: I’m actually really liking this song

Yuri: it’s certainly not the worst we’ve seen so far

//for Italy, add 09//

Yuri: @michele @sara pls explain wtf is going on with your country’s entry

Sara: I wish I knew

Otabek: someone should tell them that harambe is so last year

Michele: NEVER WE ARE STILL IN DENIAL

Yuuri: this is very colourful

Christophe: at least that means I don’t have do so many shots lmao

//for Denmark, add 10//

Yuri: Isn’t the singer Australian?

Victor: Yes but she moved to Denmark recently

Yuri: like a suspiciously recently kind of recently?

Victor: quite possibly

Christophe: HER DRESS IS RED THANK GOD

Yuuri: I think her shoes might be white though?

Christophe: STFU NO THEY’RE NOT I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THIS

//for Portugal, add 11//

Victor: SALVADOR!! ❤ ❤ ❤

Yuri: aren’t they one of the favourites to win it?

Yuuri: you know when you described Eurovision to me this wasn’t quite what I was expecting

Victor: yes they are! And yeah I get that haha

Victor: it’s certainly something different to what we usually expect at Eurovision haha

Victor: I think I like it though

Yuri: I don’t

Yuri: MAKE IT STOP

Christophe: on the topic of making it stop

Christophe: oh look it’s the hosts

Otabek: lmao

//for Azerbaijan, add 12//

Yuri: okay what’s going on here

Yuri: I mean I like the song but WHAT’S WITH THE HORSE HEAD SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN

Michele: following italy’s example by including an animal in their choreograph

Sara: or the head of one I guess

Christophe: this is making my head hurt I’m so confused

Victor: same

//for Croatia, add 13//

Emil: ANOTHER VIOLIN

Emil: THIS TIME WITH ITS BIG BROTHER THE CELLO

Christophe: you vs the guy she told you not to worry about

Yuuri: what is going on here

Otabek: I’m really in two minds whether this works or not

Victor: I think it does

Victor: ESPECIALLY WITH THE STRINGS I LOVE IT

//for Australia, add 14//

Yuuri: I like Australia’s song! The guy is only seventeen he’s so talented!

Victor: YUURI WE’RE GETTING DIVORCED

Christophe: phichit better not see this haha

//for Greece, add 15//

Christophe: Someone tell Greece their paddling pool looks a bit shit compared the fountain Jedward brought in 2012

Yuri: You Tried™

Victor: If you're going to bring water on stage at least make an effort

Victor: Real talk though why did Ireland stop sending Jedward to represent them? They were basically made for Eurovision

Christophe: they really were

Christophe: I miss them

Christophe: this song is quite catchy though, I like it

//for Spain, add 16//

Otabek: this sounds kind of like Bruno Mars

Otabek: or some knock off version of one direction

Yuri: MAKE IT STOP

Victor: they can definitely stop with those shirts

Victor: hideous garments

Yuri: oh god that voice break

Yuri: I cringed so bad

Otabek: same

//for Norway, add 17//

Christophe: I think daft punk might be missing one of its masks?

Christophe: ooh it lights up

Christophe: pretty

Yuri: I’ve had enough of this song already someone make it stop pls

Otabek: idk I think it kind of works?

Michele: CHRIS THAT SHIRT IS WHITE I HOPE YOU’RE DOING ANOTHER SHOT

Christophe: …I came out to have a good time…

Victor: crying

Victor: OMG MANS

Yuuri: who?

Victor: he won in 2015 for Sweden and then co-hosted it last year

Victor: he’s a hero and everyone loves him

//for the United Kingdom, add 18//

Christophte: ah, the UK

Christophe: the one country you don’t need to feel threatened by in Eurovision

Sara: idk I think this is song is actually pretty solid? I like it

Victor: it’s another ballad we don’t need another one of those

Victor: also I don’t like the dress

Otabek: the stage looks cool though

Sara: and she can definitely sing

Sara: I think they’ll do better than last year

//for Cyprus, add 19//

Yuri: I want his jacket

Yuuri: I love what they’re doing with the lights and the stage

Otabek: same

//for Romania, add 20//

Victor: Now here is a true Eurovision song

Christophe: exactly, where else would you here yodelling and rapping in the same song?

Yuri: Yodeleeii, yodeleioo

Emil: I WANT THIS TO WIN

Otabek: this is crazy and I love it #Romania2018

Otabek: (Yuri is singing along I just thought you all should know)

Yuri: WHY WOULD YOU BETRAY ME IN THIS WAY

Yuri: I TRUSTED YOU

//for Germany, add 21//

Otabek: yeah hi germany David Guetta called he wants his song back

Yuri: lmao it actually sounds so much like titanium

Otabek: swear it’s like exactly the same chords

Victor: it wouldn’t be Eurovision without a song that sounds dubiously like an actual pop song

Christophe: haha true

Victor: EUROVISION CHOIR OF THE YEAR? WELL I KNOW WHAT I’M DOING IN JULY NOW

//for Ukraine, add 22//

Yuri: OH YES IT’S THE ONE OBLIGATORY ROCK SONG OF THE NIGHT

Yuri: I LOVE IT

Otabek: we’re barely thirty seconds in

Yuri: I don’t care

Yuri: I LOVE IT OKAY

Yuuri: I’d ask why there’s a massive head on the stage but I’ve learnt now that there’s probably little to no reasoning behind it

Victor: I mean you’re not wrong haha

//for Belgium, add 23//

Christophe: I think it reminds me of something but I don’t know what

Otabek: the beginning sounds a bit bastille-like? Maybe? Idk

Sara: I love the flowers on her dress

Emil: Solid song, I’m loving it #Brussels2018

Victor: no, #Lisbon2018

Yuri: it’s quite obviously going to be Romania stfu

Yuri: “authentic tv host smile”? lol no that has got to be two of the creepiest smiles I’ve ever seen

Victor: lmao true

//for Sweden, add 24//

Christophe: *starts backstage bc it’s the only thing that’s going to make this song stand out*

Victor: I CHOKED

Yuuri: ...are those treadmills?

Victor: Yes, yuuri, they are.

//for Bulgaria, add 25//

Victor: he was born in THIS CENTURY

Victor: I feel so old

Yuuri: what’s with all the talented 17 year olds tonight

Sara: MY SMOL SON

Otabek: this better win

Otabek: one of the best songs of the night

Emil: you still doing shots chris? His shirt is white

Christophe: WHO DRESSED THIS KID I’M HAVING WORDS WITH THEM I THINK I’M DYING OVER HERE

//for France, add 26//

Victor: we’re on the last song what the hell where’s the last two hours gone

Yuuri: I don’t know but it’s been fun

Sara: omg her dress

Sara: I want

Christophe: France: puts the Eiffel tower in the background whilst singing in French in case you’re in any doubt about what country this song is from

Otabek: why couldn’t Bulgaria end the show their song was so much better than this

Yuri: true though

//lines are now open//

Victor: OMG OMG VERKA VERKA

Yuuri: another Eurovision hero?

Victor: how did you know

Yuuri: just a feeling

Victor: those of your who are able to, I hope you’re voting

Sara: of course!

Yuri: um.

Yuri: Ukraine what’s this interval act I’m so confused

Otabek: I like it

Otabek: It’s different

Christophe: OH MY GOD DID WE ALL SEE THE BUTT

Victor: YES

Victor: YES WE DID

//lines are now closed//

Emil: well, I’m sensing a trend here

Emil: “12 POINTS TO PORTUGAL” “12 POINTS TO PORTUGAL”

Victor: that’s not a bad thing! They’ve never won it

Otabek: Bulgaria is doing well too

Yuri: they’re still miles behind Portugal though

Victor: OMG A DOGGO

Yuuri: it’s not as cute as makkachin though

Victor: ♥‿♥ ♥‿♥

Victor: well of course Cyprus were going to give their 12 points to Greece that wasn’t a surprise

Yuri: oh my god this is so tense

Yuri: even though unless something shocking happens in the popular vote it looks like Portugal is going to win

Victor: the popular vote will be even tenser

Emil: well here we go

Christophe: Portugal has won the jury vote but idk Bulgaria might just pull it out the bag in the popular vote

Yuuri: this is worse than waiting for your score after skating

Christophe: lmao true

Victor: okay down to final four

Otabek: COME ON BULGARIA

Otabek: …no

Otabek: apparently not

Victor: YESSSS!!! SALVADOR!!!!

Christophe: I demand a recount

Emil: I mean, I’m not that salty about him winning? 53 years in the contest and this is the first time they’ve won it, there’s hope for us all

Victor: true

Victor: I like that he won HOWEVER what’s this speech did he just drag the rest of the competition I think he’s in the wrong place for a speech like that

Victor: this is Eurovision not the last night of the proms

Sara: he’s brought his sister onto the stage, I cry

Christophe: okay this is sweet

Victor: well, there we go, over for another year

Victor: did everyone enjoy it? Especially those of you who were watching it for the first time?

Otabek: I loved it

Yuuri: me too! We should throw a Eurovision party next year and invite everyone! Is that a thing?

Victor: YES

Victor: YES THAT’S A THING

Victor: I’M GOING TO START PLANNING NOW

Christophe: It’s going in my diary now I do hope you realise this

Victor: of course I do! SEE YOU ALL NEXT YEAR! #LISBON2018

#victuuri #yuri on ice #victor nikiforov #yuuri katsuki #fanfic #eurovision

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megalunawink · 7 years

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Apocalyptocrankiplier X Reader

Hey, this fan fiction will be based off a song by Bruno Mars, “What I Like.” I will be changing some of the words and situations to better suit the story. In this story, Mark, Ethan, Tyler, and yourself are in a polygamous relationship. Enjoy!

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It’s late and you are soaked by the pouring rain. You shut your car door forcefully and trudge into your house. As you walk in, you are greeted by Ethan, who is doing some snacking. You smile weakly at him and continue into the living room. Mark and Tyler are on the couch watching some funny videos.

“Hey sweetheart,” Mark and Tyler say in unison.

You grunt a response and walk up the stairs to your bedroom. You throw your jacket and suitcase to the floor and begin taking off your soaked clothes; just as you finish putting on some cleaner and more comfortable clothes, you hear a knock at your door. You open the door to see Tyler standing there with a small grin on his face. You wave him inside and you both sit on your bed; he grabs your hands and holds them gently.

“Talk to me baby, tell me what’s on your mind,” Tyler prompts as he looks into your eyes.

You give a sigh and begin to speak, “Today was just a bad day; everything was hectic. Everyone piled their work on me all at once, forcing me to stay late; then, the rain started just as soon as I walked out of work and I got drenched. Matter of fact, this whole week has been terrible!” You let out a big sigh and collapse back onto your bed. Tyler looks at you with concern.

“I’ll talk with the guys and see what we can do to help,” he says sweetly. He bends down and gives you a peck on the forehead. You pull him in for a hug, and a small smile spreads across his face. You release him and smile at him.

“Thanks, babe, give the boys a kiss from me,” you instruct him. He nods, turns off your lights, and leaves your room. You pull the covers back and climb into your bed. You try to sleep, but Mark, Tyler, and Ethan keep talking so excitedly. You can’t hear what they are saying, save for a few exclamations. You are too tired to get up and tell them to cut it out, so, you allow them to keep talking. After about 30 minutes, they quiet down and allow you to finally go to sleep.

~*~

You feel gentle hands softly shaking you. You open your eyes to find Ethan sitting on your bed. You groan, letting him know you are awake. You open your eyes and immediately regret it, someone has opened your curtains so that morning light is pouring into your room and blinds you. You hiss and recoil from the light.

“Whoopsie,” Ethan exclaims, “I thought the sunlight would help.” Ethan begins to stand up to close the curtains, but you grab his wrist and smile.

“No problem at all sweetie,” you assure him. You sit up and pull him in for a hug. He squeezes you and gives you a kiss on the cheek. As you and Ethan pull away from each other, Tyler and Mark walk into your room.

“Well, would you look at that! All my boys are here to wish me a good morning,” you declare. You stand up and pull all three men into a big hug. Once you release them, you see that they all have big cheesy grins. “Okay, what’s going on,” you question.

“Get dressed and all will be revealed,” Mark says. All three men begin to giggle like young children. You squint at them as they leave the room, but decide to go along with their plans anyway. You put on a semi-fancy shirt and a nice pair of pants with your favorite pair of socks and shoes.

You walk out of your room and down the stairs to meet up with the boys; they are all standing in the middle of the living room, you can also tell that Mark is hiding something behind his back. You stop in front of them and smile, expectantly.

“Close your eyes,” Mark demands. You roll your eyes but close them. You hear Ethan giggle and you can’t help but smile. “Ok, you can open them now,” Tyler instructs.

When you open your eyes, you see that Mark has a small box open with gold jewelry inside, more specifically a watch. The way the sunlight catches it makes it shine so brightly. Your eyes widen and your jaw drops. You are speechless and can’t find your words.

“Well, what do you think,” Ethan asks, “We all pitched in and bought it for you.”

You tackle all of them into a hug, making Mark nearly drop the box. You pepper each boy with kisses of gratitude. “Thank you, thank you so much!” You break away from them and allow Mark to put the watch on your wrist. It looked so nice on you; you still couldn’t believe that they had done this for you.

“That’s not all,” Mark pipes up.

“Yeah, we still have a lot planned today,” Tyler continues.

“First off is breakfast,” Ethan proclaims as he grabs your hand and pulls you toward the front door.

“Slow down Ethan, I have to get the keys,” Mark shouts. You know Ethan heard him, but the small blue boy keeps jogging toward the door with you in tow. When you finally get outside you see a brand new Cadillac in the driveway.

“Look (Y/n), look! It’s SO SHINY,” shouts as he practically jumps up and down. He is so cute when he is excited, and you can’t help but giggle.

Mark and Tyler exit the house. Tyler locks the door, while Mark stomps over to Ethan. “If you weren’t my boyfriend, I’d clobber you,” Mark scolds.

“Sorry Markimoo, I just got so excited,” Ethan replies as he gives Mark a quick kiss on the cheek. Mark sighs and gets into the car. The rest of the boys get in the car, leaving you standing in the driveway.

“C’mon (Y/n), hop in the Cadillac; let’s put some miles on it,” Tyler cues.

You get into the passenger side of the vehicle and buckle up. You ask where you are all going, but you just get cryptic answers. Finally, Mark stops the car in front of a restaurant called “Puerto Rico.” Mark opens your door for you while Ethan escorts you into the restaurant. Tyler pulls out your chair for you. Your boyfriends smile at you and take a seat around the table. Your waiter walks up and introduces himself as Chris, he takes an order for your drinks, then gives you time to look through the menu. All the food is Mexican food, you have never eaten here so you have no idea what to get. When Chris comes back you decide to order a plate of churro donuts (because mmmmmmm… churros), and the boys order their food.

You all talk and joke with each other as you wait for your food. You try to worm a few details about their plan out of them, but they deflect your answers with ease. When the food arrives, it is almost silent at your table as everyone begins to chow down on their food. Your donuts are so crunchy on the outside but soft on the inside, they have the perfect balance of sugar and cinnamon, and the warmth of them is outstanding. You savor every bite of the amazing pastries. After everyone has finished eating you tell Chris your food was good and hand him a five-dollar tip.

Tyler grabs your hand and begins to walk you down the street, Mark and Ethan follow. “Where to next,” you question.

“Little Paris, for a shopping spree,” Mark explains.

“Anything you want, you can have it. Take my wallet if you need it,” Ethan chimes in.

Little Paris is just a store with all kind of imported items in it, once you walk inside a small man with a pencil mustache greets you, “Bonjour Madame and Messieurs, welcome to Little Paris.” His accent sounded fake, but you smiled and nodded anyway.

“Tyler, Ethan, and I have to go pick some stuff up,” Mark explained, “but we will be back in time to pay for whatever you want.”

You start to object, but you are silenced by Mark kissing you, Tyler and Ethan follow suit and disperse. You get flustered and quickly walk to another part of the store. You had never shopped here before but it seemed like a cheesy store. They were playing the stereotypical French music over the speakers, there was tons of simple French words and Eifel Towers plastered everywhere as well. You decide to look at the clothes, you pick out a few outfits and make your way over to the jewelry section.

You’ve always been attracted to shiny stuff, and let’s face it, jewelry is as shiny as it gets. You look at all the beautiful sparkling pieces in the case, but the majority of the jewelry is too gaudy for your taste. You are just about to give up on looking at the jewelry when you spot a simple diamond necklace. It is so cute and shiny, you practically drool over it. You politely ask the attendant to grab the necklace so that you can see how it looks on you. You place it on your neck and it looks amazing… until you look at the price on it. You wince and whimper as you hand the necklace back to the attendant.

Just as you are about to turn away, you feel two hands cover your eyes.

“Guess who,” Ethan says in a sing-song voice.

“I know exactly who this is,” you say with a smile, “it’s my wonderful smol boi boyfriend Ethan!”

“Darn right it is,” he replies as he removes his hands. You give Ethan a kiss and his face turns red. Then, he seems to focus in on the small mirror behind you.

“What,” ask.

“Oh nothing, just looking in the mirror to find out who the fairest is, me or you?”

“I think it’s us,” you counter. His face lights up and he laughs.

“I agree! If you are done, we should head up to the front so we can pay for your stuff.”

You nod, you and Ethan walk to the front of the store to meet up with Tyler and Mark. You place your items on the counter and start to reach for your wallet, but Tyler pats your hand.

“No, no, no; we will pay for your stuff, you just stand there and look pretty,” Mark says while wagging his finger at you.

“Besides, you have been working very hard and you deserve a worry-free day,” Tyler says with a smile.

You’re not used to being pampered, and you never liked anyone to do something for you, but you couldn’t really refuse your boys. You know that once they are set to do something, it is hard to get them to stop. After all your items are paid for, Mark and Tyler put your bags into the trunk of the car while Ethan escorts you to the passenger seat of the car. They all pile in and you all drive back to the house. Tyler suggests you go inside and wait, while all three of the boys unpack the car. You know this is more of a nice demand rather than an actual suggestion. You sit on the couch and wait for them to finish unpacking everything.

Once they are done, Ethan and Tyler walk into the living room. Tyler turns on the T.V. and starts a fire, while Ethan lays a giant blanket in front of the fireplace. Ethan and Tyler plop down on the floor and pat the space between them. You smile and slide off the couch, onto the blanket. The two of them hug you tight and plant a kiss on either side of your face. Your face flushes a deep red, but the two men just chuckle. Next thing you know, Tyler hands you a wine glass, then, Ethan puts ice into it. And Mark shuffles into the living room to fill up the glass with some type of alcoholic beverage. Then Mark walks back to the kitchen, but not before blowing you a kiss.

“It’s strawberry champagne,” Tyler explains.

“On ice,” Ethan adds.

You giggle and take a sip from the glass. Ethan and Tyler wrap their arms around you and cuddle you close. You all stay like this for a while, just cuddled up with each other as you finish your champagne. The fire keeps you all even warmer, every now and again Tyler or Ethan would give you a quick peck on your hand or jaw.

Then you hear Mark yell from the kitchen, “Dinner is served!” You stand up and stretch. Tyler and Ethan tell you to go ahead to the kitchen. When you walk in, the table has a pretty tablecloth over it, as well as a few lit candles. Mark motions for you to take a seat, he even pulls out your chair for you. He sets a plate in front of you as he backs away, he kisses you on the cheek. “Dome snap the meat,” Mark says, holding back his laughter. You roll your eyes and turn your attention to the plate in front of you. It has a nice, plump looking, boiled lobster tail on it; with garlic butter and a beautiful side salad.

“This looks great.” You take a bite of the lobster meat, and your eyes widen. “Tastes amazing,” you compliment. Mark smiles and sets down three more plates like yours. Ethan, Tyler, and Mark take their seats at the table and you all eat dinner together.

Afterward, Tyler and Ethan clean the dishes while you and Mark have a cuddle session with champagne by the fire. Tyler and Ethan soon walk in and sit on the ground and join the cuddle pile. You all crack jokes, laugh and watch T.V. for a few more hours, then you start to feel sleepy. You stand up and stretch.

“Thank you for today. It was a really great day and I really appreciate all you boys have done for me,” you give each of your boyfriends a kiss, “I’m really feeling tired now, so, I bid you, good gentlemen, adieu. Besides, I have work tomorrow.”

“When you go upstairs you have two final surprises waiting for you,” Tyler warns. You nod, give each of them one last kiss, and make your way into your room. When you get close to your bed you notice it has new sheets on it, you also notice a small rectangular box in the center. You pick up the box and open it to find the diamond necklace you were looking at earlier today. There is also a little note inside the box, it reads:

I saw you fawning over this, and just had to get it for my cutie XOXO -Ethan

You smile and hold the necklace close to your heart before putting it back into its box. You undress and pull back your cover and feel the new sheets, they are white silk sheets. They feel so good and comfortable, you slip into to bed and have no problems going to sleep. You are out like a light.

The next morning you wake up from the sound of your alarm clock, your boyfriends walk in to wish you a good morning but become immediately flustered. At first, you are confused, but then, it hits you… You woke up without Pajamas on!

#apocalyptocrankiplier #markiplier #markiplier x reader #crankiplier #apocalyptoplier #tythan #x reader #long post #crankgameplays #tyler scheid #apocalypto_12

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tzudism · 7 years

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Memory Lane: Maybe It’s Better

Chapter 10:

“It’s a surprise!” Sana says with excitement.

Suddenly my energy drops down and my smile disappears.

“Sana I hate surprises.” I say with a stern face. “I like to know where I’m going, so I can prepare things beforehand. Can’t you just tell me where we’re going? Please?”

“No way! That takes all the fun away. I’ll tell you this, wear comfortable clothes, and bring a swimsuit.” She giggles.

“A swimsuit? Are we going to the beach or something? And how comfortable are we talking about?” I start getting curious.

“Hmm comfortable enough to hike in! And that’s all I’m going to tell you!”

“Ugh Sana please! Just tell me where you’re taking me I’m begging you!”

“Nope! Text me your address and I’ll pick you up tomorrow around three maybe?”

“Three? Why so early? How long do you plan on having me out? Also, since when did you have a car?”

“You ask too many questions Tzuyu! Just relax and let me take care of you my little princess.” She winks and kisses me on the cheek.

“Sana! We’re still at school, there are people around!” I yell out all flustered.

“Good! Now everyone knows you’re mine, and only mine. I’m going to head home now, I’ll see you tomorrow Tzuyu! Remember swimsuit!”

How can she just yell out this stuff without a care in the world? The next day I wait patiently outside my house for Sana. She comes around my driveway around three, right on time. She gets out of the car and opens the door for me.

“Your carriage awaits milady.”

“Why thank you.” I reply with a smile. I didn’t expect her to actually open the door for me.

Sana starts driving and she is playing music and singing along. I can’t help but get caught up in her energy and start singing along to Bruno Mars with her. The song finishes and I grab her phone and pause the next song before it plays.

“Hey! What are you doing!?”

“We’re not singing anymore unless you tell me where we’re going.”

“Ok fine. We’re going hiking on this trail that leads to the beach. That’s why I told you to bring a swimsuit too.”

“Where are we going hiking? I’ve never heard of a trail that leads to the beach around here.”

“Very few people know about it. I heard about it from one of my friends. They told me that the view around there is absolutely breathtaking around sundown.”

“Wait, have you never been to this place before?”

“Nope! It should be perfect since not many people know about this spot so we should practically be alone for the day, and even if there are some people there shouldn’t be too many. I thought it would be a good experience for us to share together.”

She looks in my direction and smiles, and my heart beats fast and I get flustered and blush.

“Focus on the road Sana!” I tell her this mainly, because I don’t want to crash, but also because I would die if she kept smiling at me like that. If she didn’t put her focus back on the road I was doomed either way. Oh man, maybe I do like Sana more than I realize after all.

“We’re here!” Sana yells out.

I look out the outside I see green hills stretching for miles.

“I thought you said this leads to the beach?”

“It does! You have to go hiking quite a bit before you get to the beach. That’s why I told you to wear comfortable clothing.”

Fifteen minutes into our hike, and the sun is beating down on us like crazy. I felt like I was getting roasted alive, while Sana was practically sprinting up the hills with ease. How can she have so much energy all the time?

“Hurry up slowpoke! Am I going to have to carry you grandma?” She laughs aloud.

“Shut up! How much longer are you going to torture me for?” I wheeze out.

“We’re almost there! Five more minutes I promise!”

Five minutes!? I don’t think I can last even five more seconds in this scorching heat, when suddenly almost as if on cue a breeze blows through and I sit down on the ground to appreciate the life saving gust of wind.

“Tzuyu! Get off your butt lazy! The beach is just over this hill look!” Sana yells out as she is way ahead of me at this point.

I look up at the hill and I have to cover my eyes because the sun is blocking my view. My vision adjusts and I can see Sana standing atop the hill with her ponytail blowing in the wind. I can see her purple highlights gleaming in the sunlight and she stands up there like a superhero. I honestly wish she would just swoop down like a real hero and pick me up and take me to the beach so I don’t have to walk anymore.

“Hey! I didn’t know you were this out of shape Tzuyu, you need to study a little less and work out a little more! Here I’ll pick you up and we can go the rest of the way together.”

Did she read my mind or something? Well regardless of what happened I’m glad she came to my rescue. We reach the top of the hill and I’m awestruck. At the top of the hill you could see the miles of green grass slowly transform into white sparkling sand.

“You weren’t kidding there really is a beach over here.”

“Of course I wasn’t kidding. I wouldn’t lie to you Tzuyu.”

“It’s beautiful here, and the breeze feels so nice.”

“Yeah, this is my first time here too. I had some high expectations, but this view sure surpassed everything I had in mind.”

“Your friend sure knows how to pick their spots.”

“Yupp haha I’m glad they told me about this place.”

I wonder if I know Sana’s friend who told her about this. I sure would love to find out how they came across such a beautiful sight. But before I could ask Sana she runs to the beach with our stuff yelling down the hill and laughing. I can just ask her later. As I walk down the hill I notice that there were a few people on this beach. So it wasn’t totally hidden from the rest of the world, but the amount of people here compared to this huge beach was so little it almost didn’t matter if they were here or not. I catch up to Sana who found a good spot to stay at under some trees. I grab my bag and look for a place to change. I realize that this place has no changing rooms present, which makes sense because there are hardly enough people around to justify building any. I find this huge boulder a few feet away and decide to hide over there to change.

“I’m going to change by that boulder over there Sana. I’ll be right back.”

“Oh do you want me to help you?” She says with a smirk.

“No please don’t.” I look at her with a very serious face.

“Haha I was only kidding…sort of.” She says sounding almost disappointed.

I take out my swimsuit and change as quickly as I can because for some reason I can’t shake the feeling that Sana would totally try to steal a peek. After I go around the rock and I notice Sana changed as well. It may be only a little but there are still other people on this beach, did she not care if anyone saw her!?

“How could you just change out here in the open Sana!?” I say shocked.

“Oh relax Tzuyu, I had these on under my clothes the whole time.”

“Oh…ok my bad.”

Sana raises her eyebrows and laughs.

“Were you thinking about me changing Tzuyu? Were you imagining me naked you dirty girl?” She says laughing.

“No I wasn’t, I was just worried some pervert would do something is all.”

I take a look at Sana, and I realize what she’s wearing really suits her body well. It makes me feel a little jealous because my swimsuit is really simple and I got it so long ago, and only because it was on sale. I haven’t gotten a new one recently because I don’t go to the beach that often. I can’t help but keep looking at Sana over and over no matter how hard I try. Sana walks closer to me and whispers in my ear.

“You’re imagining me naked now aren’t you Tzuyu?” She says as she giggles.

I blush and stutter, “WH…WHAT N…NO! SHU…SHUT UP SANA!”

I run over to the water to hide my embarrassment. The water was cool but not too cold that I had to run back out onto the beach.

“BOOM! SANA USED TACKLE!”

Sana jumps on top of me and we both fall in the water and start laughing and throwing water at each other’s faces. Sana runs back to the beach and blows up a beach ball she brought and we play around with that for a while.

“I don’t think you’re ready for this one Tzuyu!” She says as she prepares to toss the ball my way.

“Bring it on Minatozaki! You got nothing on me!” I prepare myself for the worst.

Sana jumps up and yells out, “BOOM!” as she hits the ball and it comes at me like a comet. I throw my hands up to cover my face, and the ball knocks me down into the water. Who knew Sana had so much power?

“Oh no Tzuyu! I’m so sorry are you ok!?”

“Yeah I’m fine, although I never thought plastic and air could hit so hard.”

“Haha you’re cute, c’mon let’s go back to the beach and you can rest up a little. I brought some snacks for us!”

Turns out we were in the water for few hours, I guess I was having too much fun because I had no idea my toes and fingers got all shriveled up. I open a bag of fruit Sana brought and start eating.

“It’s going to be sundown pretty soon I think.” Sana says. “Maybe we should pack up soon and walk up the hill to watch the sun set. What do you think?”

“Sounds like a great idea.” I give Sana a smile.

I was really having a great time. I couldn’t wait to see the sunset to top it all off. Sana sure knew how to make me feel comfortable. For the first time in a while I was really happy. After Sana and I finish up the fruit we pack up our stuff and change back into our hiking clothes. We hike back up the hill and sit down by some flowers.

“Tzuyu look! Which one is the flower?” She gets down and gets in a flower pose and sits next to the flower.

“Hmm that one obviously.” I point to the real flower.

“What! You’re so mean! You’re supposed to pick me!” Sana turns around and sulks for a bit.

I laugh and drape myself over Sana’s back.

“Don’t worry, you are much prettier than some flower.” I kiss her on the cheek, something I have never done before, to anyone other than my family. This felt different, a good different.

“Chou Tzuyu did you just kiss me?” Sana says blushing and smiling from cheek to cheek.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I did no such thing.” I tease and turn around and face the beach.

“Wow, amazing.”

This sunset had to be one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen in my life. You could see the sun and the orange sky reflect onto the waves as they crashed onto the beach.

“Thank you for bringing me here Sana, it’s beautiful.”

“You’re beautiful Tzuyu.”

I turn to Sana who looks deeply into my eyes, and she inches closer and closer to me. I close my eyes and move closer to her as well. This is it, this was going to be how my fist kiss happens. This beautiful sunset with a beautiful girl that cares about me, I can hear nothing but the waves. It seems like such a perfect scenario until…

“Hey Sana! Is that you!?”

What the heck!? Who in the world is seriously ruining the perfect moment right now? I look behind Sana and I couldn’t believe my eyes.

“Sana! I knew it was you! When you asked me about this place I didn’t think I’d find you here so soon haha. Oh Tzuyu! Oh no we weren’t interrupting something were we?”

Mina. Mina always ruins everything.

“No, nothing is going on its fine.” I lie. Wait did she say we?

“Tzuyu you know Mina? She’s the friend that told me about this place. I had no idea you guys knew each other. I also had no idea you were coming here today Mina. Did you bring your girlfriend here too?”

Girlfriend? No way. I look behind Mina and I can see Chaeyoung just standing there with a blank expression on her face. Why is she just standing there?

“Yeah Tzuyu is in the same science class as me, actually we’ve had some of the same classes throughout all of high school I think. Yeah, Chaeyoung is here too, I wanted to show her the sunset here, looks like we were a little late though maybe next time.”

The sun is nowhere to be seen and soon all the light is going to disappear.

Mina turns around, “Babe what are you doing over there still? Sana and Tzuyu are here! Come say hi!”

Seriously Mina? Can you not? Of course, Chaeyoung ends up coming over. Now that I know Mina is the one that told Sana about this place this overwhelming disgust takes over the happy feeling I was having just moments ago. Suddenly I hate today. Suddenly I hate this place. Suddenly I hated that sunset. Suddenly I hate this moment that is happening right now. I just want to go home, but I can’t because now I have to talk to the girl that rejected me and the one that stole her away from me with the girl I thought I could start over with. Great.

“Well it’s getting dark, Tzuyu and I should probably leave now.”

Oh thank you Sana, saving me once again.

“Oh here, let me help you with some of your stuff.” Mina offers, she takes some of our stuff and walks with Sana back to the cars. I start walking after them, but Chaeyoung grabs my sleeve and stops me.

“You moved on pretty fast.”

“What?” I ask shocked, “After what you did to me? Do you really think you have any right to say that to my face? Or to even say that at all? I’m honestly surprised that you suddenly want to talk about this now considering how you never wanted to talk about it before and kept acting like nothing happened. Like you never broke my heart.” I say angrily.

“I only did what I did because you never came after me.”

“What the heck are you talking about Chaeyoung? You told me to give you time to think through your feelings. I gave you all the time in the world and you never answered me. Instead what did you do? You ran off to Mina. How could you do that? Do you know how much that hurt?”

“Well what about that time in the park!?” Chaeyoung screams out, “I waited that whole time thinking that you were finally going to ask me out, but you didn’t do a single thing! After that I decided that I was just going to ask you out instead because I was crazy about you, and I couldn’t spend a single moment any longer not calling you mine. I had never done anything like that, but I figured you were worth it. But you kept ignoring me! You never said anything more than hi to me and then you would walk away! On the last day of freshman year I wanted to see you before I left for Europe so I could ask you out, but you never replied to my texts! Not on time anyway. Do you know how much that hurt me!?”

Hearing this broke my heart. I should have asked her out that day in the park, but I couldn’t because I was a coward and I was so afraid.

“Then why did you reject me? Or better yet, why couldn’t you just reject me to my face? Why did you have to go ahead and date Mina instead and leave me to find out by myself?” I start screaming out stuff too, not caring who hears.

“By the time you asked me out, I was already talking to Mina. She made me feel the way you used to make me feel. Special. When you asked me out I was so happy, ‘Finally’, I thought. But, I wasn’t as happy as I thought I would be. Soon I realized that it was because I was over you, and that Mina was the one for me.”

“And? Why are you even stopping me here then!? You’re happy with Mina now, and I want to be happy with Sana. Just leave me alone, what’s the point of doing this useless arguing!?”

“Because I was wrong!” Chaeyoung screams out at the top of her lungs, “I don’t think Mina saw, but I did. You were about to kiss Sana weren’t you? I remember you telling me you haven’t had your first kiss yet back in sophomore year. When I saw you there about to kiss Sana something happened in my chest and I realized that my heart was aching and begging you to not kiss her. Because I want your first kiss to be with…to be with me. I want your first kiss, your second, your third and every other kiss after that.”

I didn’t know what to say. Even if I knew I don’t think I would be able to let it out.

“Tzuyu, I’m sorry that it took so long for me to realize this but, now I know. I know that you’re the one I want to be with. I’ll leave Mina and be with you. You’re the one I see me having a future with. You’re the one that truly makes me happy, not Mina. Tzuyu, it’s you. I love you.”

Chaeyoung stops talking and puts her hands on my face and kisses me. All throughout high school I wondered what kissing Chaeyoung would be like. I didn’t think it would be like this. I didn’t want it to be like this. This felt so forced and unnatural. This isn’t what I wanted for my first kiss, not at all. I push Chaeyoung off me and tears start falling down my face.

“What’s wrong?” Chaeyoung asks.

“Everything! All of this is wrong! This isn’t how I wanted this day to go, this isn’t how I imagined my first kiss happening! You ruined everything!” I cry out.

Tears start rolling down Chaeyoung’s face too, “Tzuyu no please, I’m so sorry.”

“Just go away Chaeyoung leave me alone!” I run away as I cry and I can’t stop no matter how hard I try.

I reach the parking lot where I see Sana and Mina talking. I wipe the tears off my face and head to Sana’s car.

“Hey Tzuyu what took you guys so long? Where’s Chaengie?” Mina asks.

“She’s somewhere behind me. Sana let’s go.”

“Whoa Tzuyu is something wrong? Your eyes are all puffy have you been crying?”

“Just get in and drive please.”

“Ok yeah I’ll do that. See you Mina.”

“Yeah no problem I’m going to go look for Chaeyoung. See you guys at school I guess.” Mina runs off to the hills.

As Sana drives, I remember all the things Chaeyoung said to me over and over and I can’t hold back the tears anymore, and I start crying my heart out.

“Tzuyu!” Sana screams.

She parks the car on the side of the road and wipes my tears.

“Tzuyu please, tell me what’s wrong I want to help you. I can’t stand to see you like this, you can tell me anything.”

I look at Sana with my blurred vision. I wipe my eyes and see that she look so sincere. I decide to tell her everything. My history with Chaeyoung, what I did to Mina and Momo, what happened at the hiking path, all of it.

��Oh my god. I had no idea that you went through all of that. Just so you know Tzuyu, I won’t ever do anything to hurt you. I’ll be there for you no matter what I promise.”

The moonlight leaks into the windows of Sana’s car. The light shines on her face and she looks even more beautiful now than she did back on the hill during the sunset.

“Thank you Sana, I’m glad to hear that. You really make me happy.”

“I want to make you happy. I want to make you happy all the time. So please don’t cry anymore, I’ll do anything, just say the word.”

“Kiss me…”

“Wh…what? Are you sure? You’re really ok with that right now?”

“Sana shut up and kiss me.”

I close my eyes as Sana comes closer and our lips touch. Her lips were so soft. They tasted sweet, I could taste the fruit we ate hours ago. This is better than Chaeyoung’s kiss…I think. It felt much more natural than Chayoung’s kiss. It wasn’t forced like Chaeyoung’s kiss. Chaeyoung’s kiss…wait why am I thinking about Chaeyoung? What’s going on? I back off from Sana.

“No, this isn’t right either.”

Meanwhile back on the hills.

“Chaeyoung! Chaengie where are you!?” Mina screams out.

“I-I’m over here!” Chaeyoung yells back.

“Oh good I found you. Tzuyu came back from here looking like she cried a bunch. Do you know what happened?”

“It’s because of me. It’s because I kissed her.”

“Oh I se…what!?” Mina says trying to comprehend what her girlfriend just said.

“I’m sorry Mina. It’s over between us.”

“Why is this happening so suddenly!? Did I do something wrong? Did Tzuyu tell you something about me again?” Mina pleads

“No she didn’t, she didn’t do anything, it was all me. Mina I’m so sorry, but I can’t keep lying to myself anymore. You were so good to me, and I truly did cherish every moment we spent together, but I realized that Tzuyu truly is the one I need in my life and I’m going to get her no matter what.”

Mina stops following Chaeyoung and stands still.

“I see, are you really sure about this? Is there really nothing I can do to change your mind? I’ll do anything Chaeyoung, anything.”

“I’m sure Mina, I’m so sorry.”

Chaeyoung turns around and hugs Mina. She broke two hearts in one night. No, she broke three. She broke her own heart, as well. She couldn’t stand the fact that she hurt two people so much that did nothing but care for her.

“Mina I’m so sorry, I am so sorry.” Chaeyoung holds Mina tighter and cries her heart out.

“It’s ok, I’ll get better eventually. I’m just glad you finally realize what you really want. I hope you find happiness in whatever happens in the end. I still love you Chaeyoung, even if you don’t feel the same.” Mina starts crying now too.

“I’m sorry, I’m such a terrible person.” Chaeyoung yells out.

“No, no you’re not. It’s ok. Let’s go I’ll take you home now.”

To be continued…

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#Supergirl 215 Recap "Exodus"

Episode grade: 8.

We start with an aggressively normal family scene: a minivan, mom and dad up front, teenager in the back; the parents energetically sing along to Bruno Mars, because nothing is more universal than Bruno Mars; the kid rolls her eyes at their good cheer because, actually, the only thing more universal than Bruno Mars is that kids will pretend not to like things their parents like. (But for real, you know that kid is secretly grooving to Bruno Mars.)

The family road trip is interrupted by a smiling cop, who says he'll help them patch their broken taillight. Of course, they don't have a broken taillight, and he's not a real cop; he's a Cadmus goon, and this family is on the National Alien Registry recently stolen from the DEO by Jeremiah Danvers.

This is the topic of a very tense discussion at the DEO, of course, because Alex is such a devoted daughter. She simply refuses to accept that her father truly bears the blame for his own actions. There must be an explanation, or at least an excuse, for what he's done. J'onn is pretty over this debate, and he instructs all agents to treat Jeremiah Danvers as an enemy combatant. Alex's expression is that of a cornered animal, so J'onn can tell this is going to be a problem.

Because registered aliens are being snatched by Cadmus all over the area, Kara wants to issue a warning. Because she works for Catco, she immediately thinks of getting this published as a news story. It makes me a little insane that she insists on doing it as Kara Danvers, when she could easily do it as Supergirl. This whole story goes in directions it doesn't have to, and it's basically Kara's own fault.

Snapper Carr is a veteran journalist with impeccable standards, and illegitimate news stories erode the very meaning of truth. He therefore rejects Kara's story, because its only source is a quote from Supergirl. Kara begs him to reconsider, asking him to interview Supergirl himself, using his own judgment about her veracity. He grudgingly agrees to an exclusive interview.

Unfortunately, Supergirl isn't any more forthcoming with corroborating details than Kara was in her story, so Snapper walks away, still refusing to publish. Kara can't seem to understand that Supergirl's word of honor fails to constitute a news source. And for some reason, she doesn't just fly up to the news anchor at the local affiliate and ask for airtime. I'm pretty sure they'd have given it to her, happily.

At the alien bar, Winn and Lyra make googly eyes at each other (that sounded snarky, but honestly, they're adorable). Everything's about to go horribly wrong, though, because Cadmus figured out where to scoop up a bunch of aliens at once. This is a totally badass fight scene, and I have to give credit to Alex for extra badassery, because she sees a bunch of armored goons with big guns, and she attacks them straight on with a pool cue.

Wishing he'd signed up for extra combat training? Winn, who gets knocked to the floor and helplessly watches Lyra's abduction.

Outside, Alex tries to stop the getaway van, but she winds up with a gun to her head. Her assailant doesn't get far, though, because here's Guardian! He disappeared to suit up, but he's back at a crucial moment to help bring in one of the bad guys.

Back at the DEO, Winn is seething and lashes out in his helpless rage, reminding Alex that this is all her father's doing. At the implicit threat to Jeremiah, Alex goes a little over the edge...not that I have any problem with kicking the crap out of a Cadmus goon who helped abduct a bunch of innocent people and held a gun to Alex's head, but I do recognize that a hero is supposed to refrain from doing that sort of thing.

That evening, Alex is stewing at home when Jeremiah shows up to ask for her help! He explains that he's had no choice but to do what Cadmus ordered, but he desperately wants to stop their evil plans, and he can only do it with Alex's assistance. She demurs briefly, but he presses her with another emotional plea, and she agrees to help him steal equipment from the DEO.

Of course, then he immediately morphs back into his true form; this was a test. J'onn tells her he had to know what she would do if Jeremiah asked her to choose him over literally everyone else, and so she's suspended from the DEO.

Here's my problem with this episode. They're going to make such a thing about what J'onn did, calling it a betrayal and unfair, etc., but he's 100% right. He'll ultimately wind up apologizing, and I don't really get it. She'll go all rogue and save the day, so the message is...follow your gut rather than honoring your commitments? I don't get it.

Anyway, Kara says she can't condone what J'onn did, but she agrees that Alex should sit this one out. Then Maggie does something that may or may not be what she thinks is right or smart, but it's clearly the right move for her relationship: She helps Alex find Cadmus and try to rescue the aliens and Jeremiah.

Meanwhile, Kara's still fretting over how to share the news of the compromised registry. She shares her troubles with Lena Luthor, who suggests self-publishing online. Lena also offers to dig into LexCorp records and see if she can find out anything useful. She will...but her treacherous underling will immediately call Lillian! It's so hard to find good help these days.

Kara hits publish on her blog post (which Mon-El calls a "blob," and only Chris Wood could make this endearing instead of just goofy), then happens to be on the phone with Lena when Lillian's henchmen burst in to attack. Supergirl is able to rescue Lena, who gives her the news about where Cadmus is holed up.

Alex is already there, though, and she's trying to get through to Jeremiah. Again, I'm giving Alex points, because she didn't come in empty-handed; she planted explosives all over the joint and has a trigger device in hand. It's not a bad plan, all things considered, though a better one would have involved her super-powered friends!

Cadmus has loaded their alien captives onto a spaceship, and it's already set to launch. Alex finally convinces Jeremiah to man up for a minute, and she runs for the ship to free the hostages and try to stop the launch. No such luck, though; the ship is headed for space, and its pre-programmed destination is on the other side of the universe.

Supergirl shows up just in time to perform the world's most inefficient rescue. I'm not kidding, here. It somehow never occurs to her to eye-blast the ship's engines and then catch it midair. Instead, she just gets in front of the ship and pushes it, which is insane, because she has no leverage. They're in midair, the ship has inertia on its side, and this scene is pretty but kind of dumb. Ultimately, her efforts cause an engine to overheat and implode, so again, she could have just blasted an engine to get the same result much more easily.

For efficiency of storytelling, I guess, Winn and Lyra will have their joyous reunion in the bar, despite the fact that he works for the DEO, which was instrumental in her rescue.

Finally, Kara shows up at Catco, where her belongings have been packed up. She apparently should have checked her contract before blogging. Or asked someone like James, who also works at Catco in a more senior role. She kind of biffed this whole thing. I guess family makes everyone crazy.

Mon-El comforts her with potstickers, and they're all adorable and stuff, which means bad things are coming (according to Whedon's Law). Sure enough, a ship approaches Earth, and it's full of ominous stunt-casting. Welcome, Teri Hatcher and Kevin Sorbo! I'd be happy to see you, but I'm pretty sure you're coming to steal Chris Wood, and that's not okay.

Do you think J'onn was wrong to test Alex the way he did? Sound off in the comments!

#SuperGirl #The CW #Arrowverse #DC Entertainment #DC Universe #DC Comics #DCU #Chris Wood #Melissa Benoist #David Harewood #Chyler Leigh #Dean Cain #Teri Hatcher #Kevin Sorbo #Jeremy Jordan #Mehcad Brooks

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Karla & Brandon's Bali Hai Wedding Rager

Of all the San Diego wedding DJs calling America’s finest city home, Karla & Brandon chose me to DJ and MC their Bali Hai wedding (South Pacific Room) on June 15, 2019. The following write-up is based on San Diego DJ Staci’s crazy organized & detailed outline for this Bali Hai Restaurant wedding.

THE BALI HAI WEDDING CEREMONY

Prelude ➔ Piano, Vitamin String Quartet Processional ➔ Latch by Simply Three Bride

Processional ➔ “I Can’t Help Falling In Love With You” by Haley Reinhart

Recessional ➔ Brighter Than The Sun by Colbie Caillat (cue to 30 seconds/first chorus)

THE COCKTAIL HOUR & DINNER MUSIC

While San Diego DJ Staci offers couples pre-set cocktail & dinner playlists to choose from, Karla & Brandon opted to hand-select their background music for their Bali Hai restaurant wedding.

Cocktail Music ➔ Forever – Chris Brown, Everything – Michael Buble, Benny And The JetsElton John, L-O-V-E – Nat King Cole, Feel It Still – Portugal, The Man, I Do – Colbie Caillat, Africa – Toto, Sweet Home Chicago –Blues Brothers, Ob La Di – The Beatles, Hurts So Good– John Mellencamp, Wouldn’t It Be Nice – The Beach Boys, The Way You Make Me Feel – Michael Jackson, Build Me Up Buttercup – The Foundations, Sweet Child O’Mine – Guns N Roses, We Are Young – Fun, You Can’t Hurry Love – Phil Collins, Run-Around – Blues Travelers, Saturday In The Park – Chicago, Let’s Stay Together – Al Green

Dinner Music ➔ The Way I Am – Ingrid Michaelson, Cheek to Cheek – Fred Astaire, Feeling Good – Michael Buble, It Had To be You – Harry Connick Jr, The Way You Look Tonight – Frank Sinatra, Shh Boom – The Crew Cuts, Because You Loved Me – Celine Dion, Singin’ In The Rain – Gene Kelly, When I Fall In Love – Nat King Cole, Tiny Dancer – Elton John, Sea Of Love – Cat Power, That’s Amore – Dean Martin, The Luckiest – Ben Folds, Somewhere Beyond The Sea – Bobby Darin, Fade Into You – Scarlett O’Connor & Gunnar Scott, Roses And Violets – Alexander Jean, Unforgettable – Nat King Cole, Fly Me To The Moon / Lucky – Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillat, In Your Eyes – Peter Gabriel, Iris – Goo Goo Dolls, Can’t Take My Eyes Off Of You – Frankie Valli, My Kind of Town (Chicago Is) – Frank Sinatra

THE BILINGUAL BALI HAI WEDDING RECEPTION

MC Welcome ➔ Good evening! Welcome to Karla & Brandon wedding reception!!! I am the Master of Ceremonies, DJ Staci. Please take your seats so we can officially welcome our guests of honor. Be sure to post your photos today with #MatchMadeInSabin. If you need to charge your devices, I do have a mini charging station up here including some universal chargers. Let& also take a minute to acknowledge a few noteworthy guests today. If you have traveled here from out of state, let me hear you. Out of the country? Quien esta aqui de afuera los estados unidos hoy?”

“Tonight I’m going to be sharing a lot of stories about Karla & Brandon with you. To get rolling, lets tackle the first & I love you.& About 8 months after they had started dating, Karla & Brandon were chilling in his kitchen. There may have been a bottle of wine involved. Brandon suddenly said those three little words…Karla was overjoyed & she said them back.”

“Buenas tardes! Bienvenidos a la recepción de la boda de Daniela y Brandon! Yo soy la Maestra de Ceremonias, DJ Staci. Por favor tomen asiento para darle la bienvenida oficialmente a nuestros invitados de honor.”

“Ladies & gentlemen, put your hands together for the introduction of the wedding party!!!”

Grand Entrance

1. Mighty Wings – Cheap Trick ➔ “Brandon met him in 2010 while playing ice hockey and, to this day, this groomsman still can & handle a puck to save his life. Karla met this bridesmaid when they both attended SDSU…and Karla still can & decide whether she is more beautiful on the inside or the outside. Give it up for Groomsman/Padrino Will & Bridesmaid/Dama Gaby!!!”

2. Danger Zone – Kenny Loggins ➔ “Brandon met this groomsman at Navy boot camp in 2013. He is known on the golf course as & Shank-Opotamus & and has yet to beat Brandon in a single round. Karla met this bridesmaid during their first year of high school. They were later roommates in college. Aztecs for life! She would still be in California if Joe had not stolen her away! Show some love to Groomsman/Padrino Alex & Bridesmaid/Dama Laura!!!”

3. Walking on sunshine – Katrina & The Waves ➔ “This groomsman met Brandon during his first year in the Navy. They were roommates together for two years in Washington D.C. Brandon has never beaten him on the golf course. Several years ago, this bridesmaid was looking for a roommate on Craigslist–yep–and found her soul twin, Karla. Please welcome Groomsman/Padrino Zach & Bridesmaid/Dama Ny-Vee!!!”

4. Uptown Funk – Bruno Mars ➔ “Brandon met him many years ago while playing ice hockey. We”ll see if he can dance tonight, considering he shattered his what bone 4 months ago. Karla is proudly related to the next bridesmaid. She is a total bad ass, a world traveler, a star dancer and she just got accepted into Georgetown University for a Masters in Nursing! Brace yourself Washington, D.C.! Give it up for Groomsman/Padrino Branden & Bridesmaid/Dama Melissa!!!”

5. Shut up and Dance – Walk the Moon ➔ “He the groom go back 26 years and share the same parents—oh snap! Brandon taught him how to skate, golf, and be awesome. Karla and this bridesmaid have been friends since high school. She has a country soul with a city girl drive. From LA to New York to Michigan, their friendship will be strong no matter where they go. Show some love to Groomsman/Padrino Ryan and Bridesmaid/Dama Bianca!!!”

6. Macarena – Bayside Boys Remix ➔ “Brandon met the Best Man his first year of hockey. Initially, he didn & like Brandon, in fact, he probably still doesn & but all it took was a case of bud light to get him to be the Best Man today. Karla and the Maid of Honor share the same dad, but they became true sisters in 2013. They are forever opposites but forever inseparable. Please welcome Best Man/Padrino Tory & Maid of Honor/Dama de Honor Dulce!!!”

➔ Best day of my life – American Authors ➔ “They met in February of 2016. Together they enjoy drinking wine & spoiling their fur baby, Odin. She puts up with his golf & hockey. He puts up with her inability to sit still and never ending trips. She’s confident that Brandon will one day be bilingual. For their honeymoon, they are planning a cruise around Europe. Ladies & gentlemen, damas y caballeros, get on your feet, ponganse de pie, to welcome, por la primera vez—for the FIRST TIME EVER—Mr. and Mrs. S—-!!!”

➔ First Dance ➔ Come Kiss Me – Tryon ➔ fade early: at the 2:40 ➔ On July 8, 2017, Brandon & Karla were at a winery in Traverse City, overlooking Lake Michigan. They were spending a lovely day at the winery, and Brandon had mentioned that he had a gift for her but had forgotten it. Later that afternoon, Brandon asked a waiter to snap a photo of them. As they were posing for the photo, Brandon said, & Remember I had a gift for you? & and he pulled a ring box out of his pocket. The waiter snapped the pic as Brandon asked her a very important question. I think we know how she answered because we are about to Mr. and Mrs. S—– to the dance floor for their first dance as husband and wife. Y ahora recibamos al Senor y la Senora S—- en la pista para su primer baile como marido y mujer.”

➔ Newlywed Brief Welcome/Thank You Speech ➔ “And now a few words from the bride & groom. Y ahora algunas palabras de los novios.”

➔ Dinner Blessing ➔ “Now lets & welcome the mother of the bride, Maricela, who will give a dinner blessing. Y ahora la mama de la novia, Maricela, va a dar un bendicion sobre la cena.” 7:30 pm

7:45 / 8:00 +/- PM ➔ Shoe Game ➔ “Ladies & gentlemen, I hope you are enjoying your meals. Right now, Brandon & Karla are going to play a sort of Newlywed Game…they will sit back-to-back on the dance floor, each holding one of their own shoes & one of the other person & shoes. I will ask them some questions, like & Who is taller? & and they would both presumably hold up Brandon’s shoe.”

“Brandon y Daniela van a jugar un juego para los recién casados. Cada uno va a tener un zapato suyo y el otro un zapato del otro. Voy a prejuntarles cosas como,& Quién es más alto & y los dos levantar el zapato de Brandon…porque el es mas alto.”

“Ready? Listos?”

Who has the craziest family? Quien tiene la familia mas loca?

Who is the biggest baby when they get sick? Quien es un llorona cuando se enferma?

Who loves Odin more? Quien quiere mas a Odin?

Who is most likely to eat their dessert first? Quien es mas probable a comer su postre primero? Who is the safest driver? Quien maneja lo mas seguro?

Who is most argumentative? A quien le gusta pelear mas?

Who apologizes first after an argument? Quien dice una disculpa primera despues un argumento?

Who is in charge of the remote control? Quien esta en cargado de el control por la television?

Who is a better dancer? Quien es el mejor bailador?

Quien probablemente no entiende esta prejunta?

Toasts ➔ champagne ➔ Ladies & gentlemen, I hope you are enjoying your meals. May I have your attention please for the toasts. Damas y caballeros, Me permiten su atención por favor para el brindis? Welcome our first speaker… Recibamos a nuestra primera oradora:”

➔ Maid of Honor, Dama de Honor, Dulce

➔ Best Man, Padrino, Tory

➔ Father-Daughter Dance ➔ “My Wish” Rascal Flatts ➔ fade early: yes ➔ “Now lets welcome Karla and her dad, Bernardo, to the dance floor. Y ahora recibamos a Daniela y su papa, Bernardo, a la pista para un baile especial.”

➔ Mother-Son Dance ➔ “Mother Like Mine,” The Band Perry ➔ fade early: yes ➔ “Brandon says: I could always talk to my mom about anything. She was always there to hear me, no matter what I had to say. She was the anchor of our family that, still to this day, holds everything together. I admire her love for family and that there is always a place in her home for a good laugh or an occasional cry. Now lets welcome Brandon & his mother, Melanie, to the dance floor to share a special dance. Y ahora recibamos a Brandon y su madre, Melanie, a la pista.”

➔ Group Photo on Dance Floor

➔ Open Dancing

9:30 +/- ➔ Garter Removal/Liga ➔ “Rico Suave,” Gerardo

➔ Garter Toss/Liga ➔ “Bad Boys Cops Theme; Inner Circle ➔ Braveheart Quote: yes

➔ Bouquet Toss/Rama ➔ “Labels or Love” Fergie

➔ Vibora de la Mar ➔ Al La Vibora de la Mar, Grupo I ➔ Now were going to do a Mexican wedding tradition, known in English as the Snake of the Sea. I need all the men in the room to line up on the dance floor. If this is your first time doing this, hold on to your hats because you in for a wild ride! Ahora la Vibora de la Mar!”

➔ Money Dance/Baile de Billete ➔ regular dance music, pass out the glowsticks ➔ & Please join us on the dance floor for the Money Dance. This is another Mexican wedding tradition where guests pay to dance with tonight’s guests of honor. Ahora el baile de billete con musica moderna.”

11:25 PM ➔ Last Dance

KARLA & BRANDON’S DANCE MUSIC RECIPE

Dance Music Rating ➔ PG-13 early on then some R/X-rated as it gets later

Priority During Dancing ➔ maximum dancing/use my expertise to read the crowd

50% English, 50% Spanish

Play A Lot – Top 40/Pop, 80s, 90s, 2000s, Hip Hop/RB, Electronic Dance Music Cumbias, Salsa

Play A Few – Oldies, 70s/Classic Rock, Motown/Funk, Slow Dances Banda, Merengue, Rock en Espanol, Zapateados, Nortenos, Bachata, Reggaeton, Corridos

♥ M U S T – P L A Y S ♥

Danza Kuduro Don Omar, Amor prohibido by Selena, La Flor by Selena, La Chona Los Tucanes, Caballo Dorado Line Dance, Cha Cha Slide Line Dance, Cupid Shuffle Line Dance, “1999” Prince, Shout- Isley Bros

♥ P L A Y I F Y O U C A N ♥

El Coco No Roberto Junior, Pasame La Botella By letra, Sonidito Banda MS, Vivir Mi Vida Marc Anthony, El Sinaloense Recodo, Mambo #5 Lou Vega, Despacito Justin Bieber version Sweet Caroline – Neil Diamond, Se Me Olvido Otra Vez By Mana, LaPuerta Negra Los Tigres, “La Cintura” Alvaro Soler, “Livin & la Vida Loca” Ricky Martin, “I Like It” Enrique Iglesias and Pitbull, “Party Rock Anthem” LMFAO, Suavemente Elvis Crespo, Inolvidable by Jenni Rivera, Si yo fuera lardon- el chapo slow dance, Ven Bailalo By Angel y Khriz

♥ D O N O T P L A Y S ♥

Rap, Big Band/Rat Pack, Trap, Tween/Childrens, heavy metal, rap, disco, country, kids/tween

BALI HAI (SOUTH PACIFIC ROOM) WEDDING FLOOR PLAN

SAN DIEGO WEDDING VENDOR LIST

Here is the amazing team of San Diego wedding vendors I had the pleasure of working with on this Bali Hai wedding (South Pacific Room):

Venue/Catering ➔ Bali Hai Restaurant

DJ/MC/Lighting ➔ DJ Staci, the Track Star

Band ➔ Francisco Astudillo from Tiku Records

Photographer/Videographer ➔ Jennie Edwards, Guided by Imagination

Cake Bakery ➔ Bride’s Mother

Florist ➔ DIY

Again, I was honored to be the one and only San Diego wedding DJ Karla & Brandon trusted with their Bali Hai restaurant wedding. Thank you!

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