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xxblairexxss · 10 months

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My girl

Pairing : Mason Mount x plussize!reader

Theme : Angst (idk 😭) / fluff

Requested.

I’m not sure if I did justice to your request, anon. I hope I did. I can’t make it 100% igau because I always feel the need to elaborate more so igau alone won’t make me feel satisfied. Sorry about that… oh and I used olenia as face claim because her settings made it easier for me to use, I’m sorry if she’s not what you imagine the reader to be 😭

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masonmount 1 year. She’s the reason I get up in the morning. She makes me feel enough and stop doubting myself. I don’t know what I’d do without her. Thank you for giving me a chance to be loved by you, darling.

username WE HAVE WAITED FOR A YEAR GIVE US PROPER PIC

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sophiaaemelia i miss u guys!!

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ynusername Thank you for choosing me and loving me. I love you so much! ❤️

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You met Mason through a mutual friend. When he first approached you, you made it clear that you were not interested and if he was looking for a girl to play around, he could count you out but he insisted for you to go out with him for just one date and you could be the one to decide about the next one, either you wanted him to leave you alone or you wanted to give it another chance.

Mason was really nice. You thought he would be a cocky guy, thinking he was above everyone but he was everything but that. Your first date with him was an unanticipated one, you wasn’t hoping for anything but he really knew the way to win your heart.

And that was how he became your first ever boyfriend.

You refused to talk about this matter a lot but another reason why you had a hard time to accept Mason into your life was because you didn’t believe he would fell in love with someone like you. He was surrounded by models, social media influencers, heck, even some of his fans have ‘better’ body image than you. Sure, you don’t like to talk badly about yourself but it was hard not to do so when you were raised in a society that set an inconceivable image on women.

Mason knew about this though you rarely talked about it which was why he respected your decision to not have your face posted on his social media accounts.

“Mase…..can we agree on one thing?”

“What is it, sweetheart?” Mason took a step forward and took your shaking hand in his to leave a peck on your fingers. He had realised you were being quit this whole day so he asked you to have a cooking session together because he knew you loved trying out new recipes.

“I don’t want you to post my face on your social media.”

“Okay.”

“That’s it…? You are not gonna ask why?” You immediately looked up to look at him, his answer made you stunned.

“I know the reason why, baby and I know you don’t like talking and explaining about it so I’m not gonna ask.”

“Are you mad…?”

“Mad? Silly, why would I get mad at you?” He chuckles and enveloped your figure in his arms, your head fitted perfectly around his forearm and he loved it so much. “I am not mad at you, baby. I just..I can’t…how do I put this in words. I can’t tell you to stop hating on yourself because I don’t know what you actually feel like. I’m not in your shoes. I don’t know what it felt like to grow up as a woman who was constantly being told by the society that you have to look this and that to be called pretty.”

And you heart bursted, not because he made you feel heartbroken, but because of the huge amount of love you felt for him.

“But I know very well how it felt like waking up in the morning being greeted by the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, I know how it felt like falling in love everytime I see your captivating smile when we successfully tried a new recipe, I know how it felt like when my heart swelled in pride seeing how you got excited over cookies or cakes because you loved sweets. You are my girl and it’s my job to make you feel appreciated, to cherish and admire you. I won’t push you to step over your comfort zone if you are not ready, you know that, don’t you?”

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masonmount my darling ❤️

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masonmount You have no right to comment about how I treat my girlfriend.

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You did read the nasty comments but it didn’t made you cry. Probably because you were used to it, not sure if that made it any better but there were days where it made you stared at yourself in the mirror hating every single part of your body, there were days where you had no appetite no matter how famished you were but Mason would always made it better, it was as if he could read your mind.

Mason did in fact could read your mind like an open book. He knew when your smile had a hidden meaning, he knew it when you looked at him and he could see all those black clouds hovering your head but he never pointed it out. He knew you didn’t like to talk about it so he helped you through his acts.

“Hi there, princess. What are you staring at?” Mason came home to see you standing in front of the mirror, hands on your hips and you just looked so broken. He stood by your side, arms wrapped around your waist to pull you close and you leaned on his chest in response and heaved a sigh.

“Nothing, Mase..”

“Do you wanna bake something tonight? It’s Friday. We always bake something on Friday.”

“Can we skip it tonight? I don’t feel like it…”

“Remember the beignets we saw from Princess and the Frog last night? I found the recipe on Tiktok.”

“Really?!” Your face instantly lit up and turned to look at him. You had told Mason how much you craved for the beignets but non of the recipes looked legit.

“Yeah! I think we have the ingredients already. Wanna give it a try?”

“Yes! Yes, please!” You squealed and hugged him, causing him to stumble back from the sudden change of mood.

So, beignets were your recipe of the week.

It was a success, which was a surprise. So now you have a plate of beignets and ‘Princess and the Frog’ on play.

“You know, princess..” Mason spoke all of sudden which caught you by surprise. The audio from the movie is now long forgotten.

“Yeah…?”

“You know how you always told me you wondered why I chose you over anyone else? I wished you could see yourself from my point of view because when I tell you how perfect you are, how beautiful you are, I mean every single words I said. And I’m not talking about your appearance alone, you have such a good heart, Y/N. We used to meet up with Jason, our mutual friend, at the same old club, remember? One day I walked outside the club to get some fresh air and I saw you rummaging through your handbag just to give a heat pack to an old man who was walking home from a night shift. The other time I met you outside the club, you were calling out to this stray cat and I thought to myself, what the heck is she doing this time. Turned out you got a small pack of cat food, again, in your handbag so I saw you feeding the cat to which I had to stand on guard nearby because you were so busy talking to the cat that you paid no attention to your surrounding.” He poked on your nose which made you chuckled.

“It frustrated me so much that those people on the internet never bothered to know you, the real you that made me fell in love. I just— I wished I could just grab their heads and let them know what kind of person you are. It pained me to just constantly having to see all those comments on yours and my accounts because you didn’t deserve it, heck, no one deserved that but you told me to not entertain any of them because it would be like fighting with a wall. I always remember you told me to not fight with someone who speaks with their ears closed so I held myself but it’s just..”

“It’s okay, Mase. You have been the biggest help I could ever asked for. I think it was kinda hard for me to think that none of them actually have powers against me because I felt like they would always win but all this time, I have always won. I have a boyfriend who always made me see my worth every single day, a boyfriend who never missed to compliment me every day, a boyfriend who always respected me and I think I’ll manage…with you by my side.”

“Always, baby. You can always count on me.” He wiped your tears off and cupped your cheeks to brush his lips against yours. A single kiss turned into two, three, and a shower of kisses all over your face which caused both you and Mason to giggle at it together.

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masonmount I know how hard the internet has been on her and I know no matter how strong of a person she is, one can only bear too much before it break you down. Y/N is one of the strongest person I know and to see her breaking down from the comments that were quick to judge on her based on how she looked broke my heart. I am no saint and best believe, I don’t even deserve to be with someone as quintessential as her so if there was one who deserved to be judged, it should be me, not her. Please be respectful towards my girlfriend, and everyone else as everything you comment would linger in someone’s mind for god knows how long.

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afreakingdork · 4 months

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I’ve been curious about the paragraph in chapter 47 about Donnie’s past partners and the description of them being transactional. I guess I’m wondering what he meant by that? What were the other parties involved getting from the experience? What kinds of people were they? What was he looking for? And in what period of his life? Sorry to bombard you with questions btw 人(_ _*) I tend to take things very literal when reading, my initial interpretation was that these past partners were sex workers. That doesn’t sound right though..

Happy new year!!!

Not at all; not bombarding at all! Please, always send any and all questions! I can totally see how it's confusing so let me share the ongoing history!

I know Weak Spot Donnie's sexual history has been a sort of ongoing question that I originally dodged like dodgeballs because, in all honesty, it wasn't something I bothered to plan from the beginning like I planned everything else. Since reader's sexual history was going to be ambiguous (so they can be insertable ((lol))), I thought of leaving Donnie's that way too since we aren't defined by what partners we've had.

That being said, I did eventually give in and decide something only because I was given the right idea! Shout out to @purplish-hue for saying he would fuck for gain and @hijinxensues for playing mad ball trying to piece it together while I was frolicking in the flowers. Using the word transactional totally came from @some-guy-named-dominyk who casually said the banger:

picks up WS Donnie wow you are troumatised and see everything and everyone (including yourself) as transactional pieces because you we brought up in a world that was cruel and unforgiving whne you were a child, but now that you are an adult and you are in the presence of relative safety, you are more afraid of the safety rather than the pain

All of this is to say the following below the cut is what I decided!

Also someday I'm going to take all the drabbles and what not that I've canon stamped for Weak Spot and make a proper post for them!

Donnie's first time is related to a change in his line of production. So like I'm imagining old dude runs a mine for mystic crystals and he has a heart attack and the daughter (maybe a mujina?) steps into the role. Donnie has an ongoing deal with the old man, but the daughter is spoiled rotten ruthless and halts the flow. She won't be moved and she's got too much defense to take out, plus Don needs the crystals and doesn't wanna cut ties with the old man's business because it's such a pain and who wants to get into mining ops. Donnie looks into how he can manipulate her because she supposedly doesn't want anything. She obviously wants to put him in his place, but based on his upbringing (and that being out of the question) there is no one in this world that does not want. He finds out she's basically a pillow princess who loves sex. He does he research, the whole nine yards, he practices with the stroker to make sure he can last, he's EXTRA and then he confronts her and fucks the shit out of her. He doesn't let her cum and makes her agree to continue production before he lets her. She tries to get him back after that, but he refuses and now he's the one dangling the carrot. From that point on, he basically only used sex in that way, aka a means to an end. This would have taken place in his 20s when he needed materials but going back to the Hidden City was especially difficult for him.

#ask #weakspotfic

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eljeebee · 3 months

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Sophia went outside and joined the younger girl. Sid only glanced up, before moving to give her space to sit.

“Everything okay, Sid?”

“Sid?” Sophia asked again, her voice gentle.

Sid finally looked up, “Aunt Soph…”

She smiled, “You okay?”

That day, she was feeling out of place with the family. Sure, she’s included in the activities, and everyone makes sure she is. But this time, something deep gnawed in the pit of her stomach. It felt heavy, like her stomach rumbling, and her heart felt like it dropped. She doesn’t know why she’s...jealous.

Should she tell this to her? Isn’t that kind of embarrassing?

“Sid?”

With a deep breath, she confessed, “Aunt Soph,” she started, “please don’t be mad. It’s not your fault, it’s just that…”

“That?”

“I…I feel left out when I’m with the family,” Sid’s voice started to waver. “I’m – I don’t – ugh – this is so hard – look, I’m grateful for you and everything you’ve done for, for taking me in, it’s just that…it’s just that I wish I have a proper family like yours. I wish I have a sibling like Mason, a mom and a dad like you and Uncle Jason, and…and I wish…”

“And I wish my aunt’s here. I miss her so much, Auntie. I miss her. I lost my dad, the dad I knew growing up, then my aunt went on this – this revenge mission and I’ve lost the rest of my family in one night, when I was a baby, all because of vampires, all because of my real dad wanted my real mom’s wealth. I wish I wasn’t born! I wish I wasn’t born into that family – I wish I was born into a family like yours. Maybe I wouldn’t feel this way, maybe I’d be normal. Maybe we wouldn’t be involved with vampires.”

“I’m sorry, Sid, I didn’t know you feel that way.”

“Don’t say sorry,” Sid said, “It’s not your fault. I’m sorry for complaining, you did a lot for me. You include me in everything, especially in your bills. Not even your kid. I feel like I’m overstepping. I’ve been thinking of asking my aunt for more money, but I can’t contact her, and I don’t know how to. And I don’t want to risk everyone’s safety…”

“Sid, you’re not overstepping,” Sophia gently pushed Sid’s head to rest on her shoulder. “I’m actually glad you’re with us. I can’t bear the thought of a kid alone, out there, exposed to those monsters. Papa wouldn’t allow any kid being alone, and hungry. He loves cooking and cooks a damn lot. Watcher forbid, the fridge’s going to burst with all the food and other stuff he has in it. But he doesn’t mind. You’re another good reason to cook more. We don’t mind, darling. I don’t mind helping you financially.”

“Really?” Sid felt embarrassed. She wanted to bury her face in the ground. She felt like she had no right to complain this way when she’s lucky to have friends like these. They gave her so much support.

Sophia nodded, “Before Jason and I got married, I won the lottery. With that money, we moved to San Sequioa and started a life there. It helped with the house and the bills, and the equipment he needed to pursue being a chef. Even with that money, I continued to support him by working hard in the business world. We earned. We saved a lot. We’ve set aside to use that on the boys’ college education. It’s our duty to help them through school. Heck, we’ll even continue supporting them even after graduation until they’ve found a stable job.”

She continued, “Point is, that lottery is something that helped us to where we are, and I want to be that something that’ll help you to get where you want to be, darling. I see the way you study hard; I see the way you practice hard on chess. I see you writing something on your phone, and I’m sorry for peeking but please do not stop writing. If you want to be a writer? I’ll support you. With our current state, money is easy return with how we’re comfortable with how we earn it, so I’m confident to use it for you. So please, Sid, don’t worry about it.”

“You’d do that for me?” Sid’s breath hitched.

“You’re family, Sid. Jason told me that he’ll be the one to support you through college and – ”

Sid leaned more on her shoulder, her hand squeezing Sophia’s other hand.

Sophia squeezed her hand back.

“I’m so sorry. I feel so awful, gosh, Watcher, I’m such an awful person, I’m so sorry for complaining.”

“No, you’re not!” Sophia kissed the top of her head. “What you feel is valid. And you probably miss your aunt.”

“I do. I wish she could experience stuff like this with me.”

“Maybe someday! You can visit Granite Falls again with her. Be her tour guide!”

“Thank you, Aunt Soph. Once I graduate from college, I promise I’ll make it up to you and your family.”

“Oh, darling, you don’t have to!”

“But I want to. As a thank you.”

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gothicbabydollz · 2 years

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now for the rest <3

cassian is honestly the biggest teddy bear, we all know, but he can get super rough. he’s so large (everywhere) and no matter what size you are, he manhandles you so easily. he’s constantly tossing you in different positions without any warning and really likes to share off his strength by doing anything while holding you. like, eating you out, or fucking you. most times it gets you beyond flustered. but, he also does it to proove to you that he’s the strongest one of them all. also likes his hair tugged on a bit.

mor, oh lovely mor. she is so fun, i just know it. good pussy? yes. good pussy eater? double yes. also think she has a bit of a mommy kink… so, she’ll always make you call her mommy. (even outside of the bedroom and amren gets a bit jealous and has to fuck you to make up for it.) she pays alot of attention to your boobs, like alot. she’s constantly sucking, and groping them while fucking you with a strap. she has plently of those too. many colors, sizes, shapes. she likes the more realistic looking ones though. sometimes she makes you work for it, other times she makes you sit back and just take it. most nights though, she’ll just use you to eat her out and then give you to someone else.

amren is such a hard dom. like, when mor makes you call her mommy all day, amren gets so upset about it. she’ll call you out infront of everyone and take you into her bedroom to fuck you until only her name leaves your lips. sometimes, though, if you really get under her skin, she’ll take you right in front of everyone. no one is allowed to touch you, only her. (she’s got in fights with cassian over it many times.) she’s very degrading, she really enjoys calling you a ‘pathetic little slut’ and ‘just a set of holes’. also, sometimes borrows you just to make you eat her out and sends you on your way.

azriel is the worst. he is so possessive of you, it’s crazy. he knows very well that you’re not his entirely, but still can’t help but gets pissed off when he sees you with someone else. his shadows can and will watch you with the others, and he will use the things you say to them against you. “oh, but i thought cassian was the best cock you’ve ever got?” or “it’d be a shame if mor and amren found out that feyre gives the best head.” he can be a manipulative ass when he gets jealous. but only because he wants you to be only his <3 he can go both ways; soft or hard. he always lets you pick. either way, he’s in charge. (unless he felt that you needed to be. like if he just wanted to be babied and loved or if too many people were dominating you that day, he’d want to let you take a little break.) such a good dirty talker !!

they all have a rule that whoever had you last, has to give you proper aftercare. rhys, who’s mainly in charge of this whole situation, always checks up on you to make sure that proper care was provided. you also have your own bedroom, but never sleep in there—alone, anyway. every night someone has you, so you like never sleep by yourself, unless they’re all gone for a mission or something of that sort. you often find yourself waking up with azriel staring at you sweetly, tracing the lines of your face and spreading light kisses across your body. the fucked up thing is that no matter who had you that night, he always finds away to wake you up like that. rhys found out while it was he and feyre’s night and he was livid. azriel didn’t get a turn with you for two weeks. cassian just lets him be when he does it on his time, he knows he’s going to do it anyway. mor gets a little annoyed about it but invites him in bed with the two of you anyway, just to cuddle, with you sandwiched between them. amren gets so mad about it, and starts to argue with him. it’s a bad way to start the morning so he tries not to do it on amren’s and feysand’s days.

( i rambled way too much this time, and most of it is oc, so i’m sorry. i also somehow seem to find a way to wiggle cassian in everything?? idek how. but, if you want, i can make a elain and nesta part, if you’d like. )

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Oh my lord. I don’t even have to words to express how much i love this. It’s very much rude that this isn’t my life. I would do anything for the ic, they all sound like such a good time.

Honey, don’t apologise, i love this. I also love Cassian so he can wriggle into whatever and he wants 😏. If you wanna make an Elain and Nes past, you can send it on over.

#🌷❥#poly!innercircle #azriel smut #mor smut #cassian smut #amren smut

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dunnswrld · 2 years

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I don’t know how to make requests but would you do some with Steve-O? They can take any direction, any storyline, I’m just desperate for him and he’s BEAUTIFUL

Dating Steve-o Headcannons!

a/n: here's some Steve-o headcannons for you! :)

prompt: Title!

warnings: Fluff, light smut, Fem!reader, partying

You met Steve-o at a party for sure

He caught your eye when he was doing some dumb party trick.

Probably a shot trick or maybe a backflip

When you told him how sick his random party trick was he got flustered when you complimented him cause he thought you were so pretty

Like why weren't you talking to Bam or Knoxville?!

You two quickly clicked since you both were drunk and had liquid courage

Steve-o even building up the guts to ask you on a date

When you said yes he probably bragged to all the guys

"Dud you won't believe it! That hot girl from the bar said yes to going out with me!"

"What? No way!"

Steve-o freaked out a bit because he didn't realize he didn't really have the money to take you out on a proper date because this was when he first started Jackass and the money wasn't exactly rolling in..

But you didn't mind at all, which made Steve-o only fall for you more

Steve-o ended up taking you out to get ice cream then to the skatepark near a beach where you two just hung out

To this day Steve-o said it's still one of your guys' best dates

The first time Steve-o invited you over to his apartment you were horrified.

Steve-o swears on everything he loves that he cleaned it before you came over

But all the beer cans, dirty clothes, old food, and even bongs (some broken) you couldn't even wrap your head around how on earth this was even clean for him

You two had planned on watching movies all night but that idea was completely thrown out the window

You two cleaned his apartment all night but you two made it fun

You guys probably played music and dancing, ordered pizza, and Steve-o probably chased you with multiple articles of dirty clothing

But the next day when Johnny came over unannounced he was shocked to see Steve-o's apartment actually almost spot less

"Hey Steve- Oh my god! It's clean! The sink hole is really clean!"

But when he saw you sitting on the couch in one of Steve-o's t-shirts and no visible pants he quickly knew what was going on

Johnny was happy that Steve-o was serious about you (unlike his past relationships) because he thought you were a real nice girl

When you met the rest of the guys you clicked well with all of them which is all Steve-o could've asked for

And when Steve-o was on set filming a stunt and you were there he would go all out to try and impress you.

He would always ask if you saw what he did after he finished his stunt

"Yn! Did you see that?"

"Oh no I didn't. Sorry Steve I'll rewatch the footage-"

"No! I'll do it again! Jeff I'm doing it again!"

This made Jeff love having you on set, so much good footage came out of Steve-o when you were there

Steve-o probably isn't big on PDA but he defiantly gives you big kisses on the cheeks and little hugs

But out of public Steve-o loves touching you

His favorite thing is you laying on his chest and he gets to play with your hair

And kisses, no matter where on your body

I feel like Steve-o is protective but not super protective

But if he gets jealous enough he will get violent

It probably had happened at one or two bars where a guy flirts with you and Steve-o has had too many drinks and doesn't use his words and just swings

Chris jumps in for sure

"Chris why the hell did you even jump in?! You made it worse for everyone and we are banned from that bar!"

"Well I saw Steve-o punching and it looked fun."

Steve-o probably apologizes for little things he does because he doesn't want you to be mad with him

It's like his worse fear :(

When you two do fight Steve-o might be intense at first but then once you start crying he gets SO UPSET with himself

Like he is going through the 5 stages of grief over it

Probably will apologize for the next month cause he thinks you hate him

"I'm sorry for being such an asshole a few weeks ago Yn."

"Steve, honey, that was like two months ago I'm over it you don't need to apologize."

I think that if you're feeling insecure one day you better believe Steve-o is praising you so much

"Steve I look so ugly today :("

"What?! Are we looking at the same person you see in the mirror?! You look so good all the time babe!"

He defiantly showers you in compliments 10x more that whole day which makes you feel so much better

"You look so pretty from this angle."

"Your eyes are beautiful."

"How did I get so lucky with such a great girl like you?"

But overall Steve-o treats you like a queen because it's what you deserve

He loves you more than life itself :,)

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ravennawritesfanfiction · 2 years

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Remind Her

So these requests have been sitting, unanswered, for far too long. For that I apologize. Hopefully I do the original requests justice. I couldn't find the original requests, but one was Abraham Van Brunt comforting a reader who was either bullied or otherwise insecure and the other was Abraham and reader sharing a first kiss.

The requests came from @silkekruse and @crazygalore

A/N: I combined two requests. I was going to keep them separate, but they kinda meshed really well with the direction this story took. Hope you don’t mind.

Pairing: Abraham Van Brunt x Crane!Reader

Daughters were expensive. That was the first lesson you learned as a child. Your father made it obvious to everyone around that he would have rather you been a son. You could have carried on his family name or helped grow the family business. You, a daughter, could do neither of these things.

Then you had a brother, Ichabod. You were just as smart as he was, though no one seemed to notice. You could ride horses as well, if not better; again, no one noticed. He was taught skills to survive and thrive in the world. You learned how to sew and knit, cook and clean. Other lessons consisted of; it was better to be seen and not heard, be a lady, have manners. It was a dull existence.

When you thought no one had noticed you, you had failed to notice Ichabod’s dear friend Abraham. He regarded you curiously. He leaned in more when you spoke and didn’t interrupt you like the others. When he and Ichabod went for rides, you were invited to tag along. You had so many ideas that Abraham just knew that you would go places if only someone listened to you.

But you had been young and thought that you could be different, that you could change the world. Abraham thought you could, even after you stopped believing in yourself. But you were all becoming young adults. The world beat you down daily until you stopped joining conversations among the young gentlemen. You stopped going for rides. You joined your mother and the other young women in the corner with your sewing.

It broke Abraham’s heart. He watched the fire that had lit your eyes become a dying ember that burned out. He took his concerns to Ichabod, who didn’t see anything wrong with your demeanor, afterall, that was your place. He was relieved you had settled down and become a respectable young woman. It made Abraham sick. Sure he had been taught that that was a woman’s place just the same as everyone else, but it wasn’t your place. Why didn’t anyone else see that?

“I have a problem,” Abraham approached you as you were out on a stroll through town. It was a nice day and a walk had been deemed harmless enough. It was Abraham’s only chance to get you alone, in a respectable manner. Who could get mad at two acquaintances meeting on the street?

“Oh?” You couldn’t fathom why he would come to you and not your brother. It was all rather odd to you. “What kind of problem, Abraham?”

“The most awful sort, really. It’s a girl,” You’d be lying if you said that his words hadn’t wounded you slightly. You had fancied Abraham for years, but it was not your place to make such a thing known.

“I’m very sorry to hear that, but what could I possibly do to help you?” you stopped walking long enough to get a proper look at him. His eyes held tormented storms. “Abraham, this seems like more than just a girl problem,” you laid your hand on his arm. You took notice of a vacant park bench and led him over to have a seat.

“It really is a girl,” he huffed and looked down at his hands. “You see, she is special in every way, yet no one else sees it. Even she seems to have forgotten it.”

“I don’t see the problem, Abraham. The solution is simple. Tell her. Remind her every day if you must.” You looked up at the sky inhaling. “She’s a lucky girl to have caught your attention, she really is special.”

With those final words, you went to leave Abraham with his thoughts, but he had another idea.

“You are a genius. You are the best horseman I have ever met. Your ideas could change the world.” you turned around giving him a quizzical look, “And I WILL remind you every day, until you believe it.”

“I… Abraham?” your mind could not comprehend that fact that it had been you he was speaking of. Your heart swelled and then broke; so many feelings and you couldn’t process a single one. His only reply was to stand up and place his hands on each of your shoulders. With that he turned and walked back the way he had come.

The rest of your day passed in a haze and you eventually decided that you had not actually been listening to him, rather making up a conversation in your mind. Of course Abraham Van Brunt had not been telling you that you were special. That would be absurd.

The following day, you were taking tea in the garden with your mother when Abraham arrived for his fencing match with Ichabod. It was a weekly occurrence since they “needed to stay sharp”.

Your mother smiled at the young man. Abraham took your hand and kissed it. “You look absolutely breathtaking today, Miss Crane.” He bowed before heading off in search of your brother. Your mother gave you a knowing smile and took a not so subtle sip of her tea.

“Are we going to discuss young Mister Van Brunt’s sudden interest in you, Dear?” her eyes crinkled in the corners, she had always liked the boy.

“There isn’t anything to discuss, Mum. He was just being polite.” You took another sip of your tea, but adjusted in your seat to get a better view of the dueling men.

“Ah yes, I remember when your father was being ‘just polite’.” She chuckled to herself as she set her empty cup back on the tray.

“Mum!” heat grew in your cheeks as you too set the cup down and fled as gracefully as possible from the conversation.

“You know, it is quite the skill you have there, Miss Crane,” You had been in the library reading Romeo and Juliet, you hadn’t even heard him enter, nor had you realized he was still there.

“And what might that be, Mister Van Brunt?” you didn’t dare look from the page you were reading in fear of spiraling madly in love with the man.

“I have never seen anyone, save you, be able to so gracefully flee from tea in a garden. Nor have I seen someone look so beautiful while reading a tragedy.” the heat returned to your cheeks.

“And I have never seen anyone, save you, be able to fence and watch a fleeing girl behind them at the same time.” You set the book aside. “Are you staying for dinner then?”

“I am. Your mother invited me and Ichabod quickly agreed that company would be a nice change of pace.” He sat in a chair opposite you.

“What are you doing?” You gave him that same quizzical look from the day before.

“Whatever do you mean?” He kept a neutral face.

“You keep complimenting me. Why?” He smirked at that and relaxed further into his seat as you teetered on the edge of yours.

“It was your idea, remember? I told you that there was a girl, one who is very dear to me, who seems to have forgotten how brilliant she is. You told me to remind her every day if I have to.” Tiny tears threatened to spill from your eyes.

“Why am I so special, Abraham? I am just a girl, same as the rest. Yet you do not tell them they are special.” He moved from his chair to the same seat as you and put his arms around you so he could wiper in your ear.

“I do not tell them they are special because they are just girls. They do not have thoughts and ideas, they are content with sitting and sewing and cooking and cleaning. You, you long to ride through the woods, you have ideas to contribute to conversations,” he leaned in slightly closer still, “and I do not love them.” You turned to face him, your noses touching.

“You love me?” His reply was a nod and a gentle kiss on the lips. One with you returned in kind.

#abraham van brunt x reader #abraham van brunt #sleepy hollow #request #requests open #headless horseman #period piece

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multifanlol · 1 year

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Hi! Think you could do a part 3 to the calamity trio x reader story where the reader’s family or Friends come find and fight the trio to save the reader for good. You could do both a good and bad endings for it if you want.

Hi and sure! I think this deserves a proper ending for good there will be a good and bad ending

Tw: Mentions of kidnapping, the yandere usual stuff

Escaping from calamity trio pt 3

I don’t know how to do links again so your gonna have to swipe 😢 it shouldn’t be down far tho!

“Now open up s/o!~ aw come on don’t make that face-“

“I would prefer not you feeding me like a baby…”

“Aw don’t be like that, sorry we can’t trust you after you attempting to leave us and get yourself killed!”

The fact she said that so innocently

You were currently still tied down to the bed as Marcy was attempting to force feed you

You felt embarrassed and humiliated even though nobody was watching you hated this you honestly were close to hating them

You’ve tried escaping believe me you’ve tried you’ve tried using there weaknesses to your advantage, breaking the knots your tied to, etc nothing worked it was like they we’re one step ahead of you

I mean there was three of them and only one of you so are you really to blame for not finding it easy?

So now here you were lying down just giving up i mean, it’s clear nobody is coming for you now everyone thinks your dead and the girls clearly have a “hero reputation” for saving the world so even if they did find out you were alive they’d never think your “best friends” have you held hostage

“S/o!! Oh good your back again-“

Jeez that snapped you out of your thoughts

“I get lost in my thoughts too you know? What were you thinking about?”

She asked so innocently but you knew by now she wanted a straight answer youve sometimes had to attempt to lie over how much times she’s asked you this, first off why would you tell her what your thinking of? And second you knew she wouldn’t like half of “those” thoughts

“Oh you know….that one line in that movie you keep on watching…”

“Ohh….don’t be silly s/o you never even payed attention to that movie, now tell me what were you really thinking about?”

You found it creepy due to the fact that well it’s a girl with a borderline obsession of love for you plus it’s Marcy maybe she’s not as scary as the other two when there mad but she can get scary when acting like this

You were honestly close to them breaking you and honestly……maybe it’d be better that way you find it hard just to fake listening to them it makes you sick to your stomach

“Well-“

“Um Marcy, we kinda have a problem-“

“Huh? Oh, let me just-“

Marcy taped your mouth as she went out with Anne to see what she wanted they’ve been doing this Incase any nearby hunters are around the woods so you’d logically scream for them

And your still tied down you tried your best to overhear luckily you gained a ton of upperbody strength so it was easy to move the bed near for you to lean on the wall and overhear what there saying

You heard a ton of muffled arguing voices then you heard the tv turn on and what you heard shocked you to the core

“New studies have shown that the teenager best known as “y/n l/n” has just been shown the body we found was a fake and that the actual one is still out there somewhere”

“Imagine if they find out we put that there?! I thought the body i made was soo good…”

“I’m not ready to go to jail i mean i did live in a cell in Amphibia, but we gotta get out of here what are we supposed to tell our parents-“

“Relax girls everything’s gonna be fine, they won’t suspect us as we’re s/o’s best friends, we’ll have enough time to come up with a plan what matters now is making sure they don’t find out”

Well crap

You heard more muffling till you heard a knock on the door

Well this should be interesting

“Huh, nobody knew about this place….”

The knocking only got louder till it sounded like someone was trying to break it open? You would scream but to remind you again your mouth has tape over it

You tried to hear what they were saying but all you could hear was the people trying to break the door and the girls that held you hostage arguing you tried to scream but it only sounded muffled till you heard something slam to the floor which was obviously the door till you heard footsteps

You were hoping it was whoever was at the door but it was the girls and they looked terrified

“We have to get out of here Anne, grab s/o!”

“What-“

Anne grabbed you and you noticed Marcy holding weapons

You were hoping they’d fail somehow

“Don’t bother running girls we have you surrounded”

Good Ending

As the girls were panicking and trying to find a window to get out of you noticed the knots was loosening and noticed one of Marcy’s daggers

“Maybe if i can reach it i can just hope she won’t notice?”

Better to atleast try

So while you swiftly took the dagger and used it to break your knots you waited a bit before finishing your grand plan

“Quick Anne, climb out the window carrying s/o with you!”

Oh no

Before Anne could move the bedroom door broke open with two familiar faces there

They were your friends

“Wait i thought you guys were dead!”

“Y/n!”

Marcy and Sasha began holding them off while Anne was seemingly unsure whether there fine fighting or whether she should leave you somewhere and fight

You didn’t want to waste any more opportunities so you kicked Anne and pretty much ran for it

You looked at your friends while they quickly gave you a look that said they’ll meet with you later while you ran out of the house

You felt your friends behind you as they ran out

You noticed a ton of others there specifically your…..family

“Y/n”

“P/ns?!”

You looked at your friends thankfully

“I thought you guys died?”

“They did attempt to murder us but we managed to escape we were severely injured though…”

You noticed a ton of them having clear broken bones/scars on them and stared in guilt

You then stared at your parents

“I guess you told them?”

“Believe it or not we knew you weren’t properly dead we just didn’t have enough evidence to look for you we had a feeling the girls were trouble due to how toxic they were but we never thought they would of done this and we’re sorry for not noticing sooner”

“Well where are the girls?”

“Knocked out the police will be here soon, you have enough evidence to take it to court although I don’t think much will happen since your minors”

You honestly didn’t care everything was back to normal

Bad Ending

As the girls were panicking and trying to find a window they can get out of you noticed the knots loosening and noticed Marcy’s dagger she was holding

“Maybe she won’t notice?”

You successfully grabbed it and some shadow figures which appeared to be your friends came in

While Sasha and Marcy were fighting them off you kicked Anne and instead of making a run for it helped your friends

“Your making a huge mistake s/o!”

“What are you doing y/n, get out of here!!”

“I don’t wanna lose you like how I already lost everyone else!”

“Your making a huge mistake y/-“

You didn’t listen while your friends were distracted over you Marcy stabbed them

“F/n!!”

As your friends now lifeless bodies dropped to the floor you felt something hard hit your head

When you woke up it was blurry everything felt…..different everything around you felt different you felt different

“What….”

“Oh guys she’s awake!”

“Thank god, listen do you remember anything that happened yesterday?”

“What is this…..where am i….who am i-“

“You are f/n f/l/n sweetheart! And we’re your partners you suffered a bad injury but everything’s good now you just can’t leave ever because there’s bad people looking for you!”

“F/n huh….that sounds nice but should i-“

“Just drink this and rest….”

Now the girls were happy sure they had to drug you with intense over medication and hurted your head to cause insomnia but in there defense now your happy! Now there happy! Now everything’s back to normal

Ummm so i hoped you all liked it-i like to consider the good ending more “canon” but it’s completely up to interpretation!

Also I’m aware that the insomnia thing is very common in scenarios like these but i had no other ideas and thought it suited 💀 as some drugs can lead to insomnia i imagined not only them giving you a bad injury but you also drugged relentlessly and still are being drugged is the ice top of the cake

Also f/n and f/l/n stand for fake name and fake last name unless it’s clearly gesturing to your friends

But anyways i hoped you liked it i kinda worked hard on it but not at the same time—

Hope you have a good day/night and bye!!

#character x reader #amphibia #amphibia x reader #anne boonchuy #anne boonchuy x reader #marcy wu #sasha waybright #sasha waybright x reader #Marcy Wu x reader #Yandere Amphibia x reader #Yandere Sasha Waybright x reader #Yandere Marcy Wu x reader #Yandere Anne Boonchuy x reader #Yandere x reader

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series-thoughts · 9 months

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Junior and Nica Alliance AU

Word Count: 750+

Summary: Basically, what would have happened if Junior survived but was taken by Tiffany from the hospital?

Notes: This fic doesn't have a proper name yet, so just bear with. This was Luna's idea to begin with and we are still figuring things out. So, yeah. Here it is.

Tags: @losersclubisms

Prologue

Junior woke to the regular beeping of a heart monitor, his brain still thoroughly clouded by whatever medication was coursing through his veins. Gods, what happened? The memories were fighting to make a reappearance through the fog but it was proving difficult. Lexy. That’s who he last remembered seeing, she was crying. Wait! Junior’s eyes snapped open as he felt a stab of pain in his chest at the memory. That was right. Chucky stabbed him, does that mean Lexy brought him here?

He took a few steadying breaths as the pain subsided again before taking in his surroundings, yep, definitely a hospital. The room was almost identical to the one he had been in only a couple of weeks before, except there was someone else there. Not Lexy.

“Hello, Sweetface.” Junior watched as Tiffany looked up with a smile. He didn't know what to do, he had a million questions running through his head whilst simultaneously not being able to think of a single thing to say. Instead Junior raised a hand to his chest, quickly feeling the raised skin where the stitches were through his hospital gown.

"Chucky…" he started.

"Yeah. You had a close call with that rat, he's not here I promise."

"What's going to happen to me?" He assumed that someone must have found his dad’s corpse by this point, did he even have any options?

"You'll come with me of course!" Tiffany explained it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "You don't have to worry about people looking for you. They think you're dead so you can come with me to LA, a fresh start!"

Junior found himself smiling at the idea, no cross country, no diets, he could be a whole new person. That was when the information fully sunk in.

"Everyone thinks I'm dead?" Tiffany gave him a sympathetic look.

“I’m sorry, Sweetface. It was the best option.”

“It’s okay.” He responded after a minute, “It’s probably for the best. When do we go?” Tiffany clapped her hands together with a smile, “Well, the doctors want to run a couple more tests to make sure you’re alright. I’ll finish the last of the packing whilst that’s happening and then if the doctors are happy we can leave tonight.”

“O-okay.” Junior would have rathered not being alone with the doctors, but Tiffany was being nice and had offered him a place to stay so he certainly wasn’t going to risk ruining that.

With his mind more focused now, some more questions came to mind, “Tiffany? The - the lady Chucky asked me to kill, the doll not her cause you also called her Chucky…” he knew what he wanted to ask but he hadn’t realised just how complicated everything was until he tried to ask it.

“Oh, your Aunty Nica! Yes, you don’t need to worry about her, Honey. She’ll be just fine, she's just taking some time to herself to deal with that asshole in her head.” Tiffany let out a child-like giggle at the idea of everything being solved. Truth be told, the sound made him pretty nervous but considering the little time he had spent with her, maybe she wasn’t so bad. She had saved him and was clearly mad at Chucky, maybe she had just been caught in a bad situation as well? That’s at least what Junior told himself, it helped calm his nerves.

“In her head?”

“Oh, right. You don’t know. So, the same way that asshole Chucky was inside all of those dolls, part of his soul is also inside your Aunty Nica. They tend to switch, Nica regained control after she fell over.” Junior thought it wise to refrain from pointing out that it was Tiffany’s slap that caused her to fall.

“So Chucky might be in control again now?”

“Possibly, that’s why she is taking time to herself, to learn how she can stay in the driver’s seat, so to speak.”

Junior gave a slow nod of understanding just as a doctor walked into the room with a smile.

“Ah, Junior. It's nice to see you awake. We are just going to do a few more tests now that you are conscious, to get a thorough understanding of how we can best help you and then you should be okay to leave with your mom.”

Junior felt a twinge in his heart at the final word and looked over to see Tiffany with a finger to her lips requesting him to keep quiet. He gave a small smile of acknowledgement in return, knowing it was the best option if he wanted his fresh start.

#chucky #chucky 2021 #chucky syfy #child's play #junior wheeler #tiffany valentine #charles lee ray #nica pierce #Junior and Nica alliance #chucky fanfiction #Breaking the Dollhouse

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heloflor · 10 months

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Because I’m still mad he was in the concept art but didn’t make it into the 2023 movie, here’s how I would’ve written Toadsworth had he been included :

- Obviously he replaces that one blue Toad with the glasses

- When Peach declares she’s going to the Kong Kingdom, have him give a speech that’s similar to the one at the beginning of Super Princess Peach, with him commenting that while he trusts her abilities, he doesn’t want her to go on her own as it could be too dangerous, even for her

- Use that last point as one of the reasons why she would have Mario go with her, especially since her and Mario meeting happens right after she leaves the conference room

- As she’s about to embark on the journey, maybe have her say a cute goodbye to Toadsworth, maybe ever as a way to showcase her strong bond with the Toads, since a big chunk of her character is how the Toads raised her, leading her to be protective of them

- Have him in the flashback sequence, maybe not as the one who found her but definitely have a flashback showing them together in a father/daughter sort of way

- When she comes back on her bike to announce they lost the army, despite the current tension/urgency of the scene, maybe have Toadsworth run in to hug her, just taking a second of relief from seeing her back home safe before she tells everyone in the castle to go hide

- Have Toadsworth beg Peach to come into hiding, with her saying she will after making sure everyone evacuated ; then, once she’s alone in the room (minus Toad), have her mutter something like “Sorry Toadsworth” before going in to confront Bowser ; again, this could tie-in with the Toads raising her hence why they are protective of her the same way she is to them

- Not sure if there’s any other scenes where he could be here, since the other Toads don’t show up past that point, and even with the previous moments in mind he wouldn’t be important enough to be in the ending :/

Now, are those ideas perfect ? Not really. Admittedly, it would put Toadsworth in a very awkward spot where he’s rather important due to his connection with Peach, which would get reinforced on several occasions, all the while having little to no purpose in the plot, thus making the already clunky pacing of the movie even worse.

I think the main issue would be that he’d have no proper introduction, he’d just be there and have a connection with Peach for some reason. So even if those scenes would be cute, you’d be sitting there like “why do we care about that guy again ?”

But honestly, at this point I just wish he was in the movie. Even if his personality was the exact same as that blue Toad (which would be OOC since he’s a bit of an helicopter parent), I would have taken it.

#Toadsworth #Princess Peach #Super Mario Bros Movie #Mario Movie #Super Mario #Flor talks #long post #where's our boy; Nintendo ?#what did you do with him ?#but seriously it was such a wasted opportunity which could have brought him back into the franchise !

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eddie-gluskin-and-i · 9 months

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(TW for s*xual abuse, child abuse, discussions of possible neglect, misogyny, misandry, etc.)

Hey. No hate, but why do you hate on women so much? I know you had a very traumatic childhood but I could understand it more if you had a disliking or even a hatred of men since both of your abusers were awful men.. I’m not sure what your mom did or did not do or if she knew or didn’t know about your abuse but I can also understand it more if you’re mom just didn’t do anything and also abused you… I’m sorry if I’m hitting a nerve and coming off as judgmental here but I just want to understand. This is coming from a woman with past abuse and trauma and my abusers were mainly men and even though I am afraid of men and hate misogynistic men I don’t go around saying misandrist stuff about them. I just don’t think it’s ok to hate a whole gender because they don’t want to do something. These views are undated and hurtful. You can still want to be married and have kids, but it’s important to allow choices and respect people’s freedoms. I know it’s hard and I’m trying to have empathy for what you’ve been through and you deserved better. It’s not an excuse to what you did to all those people but it at least explains your actions. I just wished you were given more compassion in that asylum and that your parents and uncle raised you like a parent and uncle actually should. (I know you’re role playing, I just want to see how you’d think Gluskin would respond. Would he get defensive? Would he actually own up? Would he try to understand others POV? Could he even be reasoned with? Maybe not in canon. I’m not sure. I feel like if he was shown more compassion before the whole walrider experiment… it might be easier to get through to him but the second time you meet him maybe not so much… my own personal headcanon is that I’d like for him to at least try to be better. since I’m a woman and if I were in that Asylum I think at first, he’d may try to be sweet and maybe as long as I am very nice to him I can try to get through to him… I’d just have to be patient and maybe open up with my own traumas. Try to see where he’s coming from and be a source of comfort to him. Don’t get me wrong he has done horrible things and is a monster but to me I think I can try to listen to him. His whole life must had been terrible so I’ll try to teach him ways he can cope with his traumas in a healthy way and be the voice of reason if hope. And his treatment at mount massive was supposed to help him so maybe if he was given the proper help or encouragement maybe it’s help save him, he’s still a hanger but I feel like people deserves chances to get the right help to hopefully change their ways and have a semblance of being in a healthy state of mind and I’d encourage and support him. Sure there’s people who deserve to rot in jail or be kept in an institution, but I feel like in some cases people can be rehabilitated in the right circumstances. My headcanon is that all Eddie ever wanted was to be just that, loved, wanted, and safe. I just know canon Eddie post walrider incident might just kill me on the spot because of that one note stating ‘he’s making men into women just so he can kill them’ but idk how true it really is… so hopefully he isn’t too far gone… but who knows.. he’s known to get mad at even the slightest things… so what do you think? I kinda went on a tangent there but I really feel this way. I think early intervention might have helped him and he and his victims were failed for sure.)

Don’t be ridiculous. I’ve no idea what it is you’re talking about… I’m not a monster. I don’t hate women. Quite the opposite, in fact. I adored my mother just as I adored… everyone else in my family. They were nothing but loving to me.

The others, however - those who promised me love when all they thought about was leaving the first chance they got; those who pretended to be my soulmate, only to turn cold on me when they had had their fill. I gave them every ounce of my soul and the ungrateful little sluts made a fool out of me.

*Hm, I actually don’t know about this one. Definitely in over my head here regarding the intricacies of a traumatized/tortured mind. In my non-expert view, based on what we know, I don’t think he’d be able to acknowledge what he’s actually doing. There may be some conscience there, if we assume his denying his actions is a way of coping with the reality of being a murderer. Wouldn't make him a good person, and that was pre-Walrider, but maybe there was some chance of improvement.

I figure though that after the Walrider incident, whatever was left just snapped. He went from charming psychopath/could blend in with society to over-the-top gorefest slasher villain. Maybe not a complete lost cause, though? I mean even people irl who are “insane”/not mentally capable can be treated.

Again, not at all an expert. Just what I took from the game. Thanks for the thoughtful ask. As fun as this blog is, it’s good to reflect on the real-life, not at all fun topics involved.

#eddie gluskin #mr gluskin responds #outlast whistleblower #outlast #ask blog #rp #food for thought #admin responds

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Copycat: Genesis —(Marvel Fem!Oc)

A/N: I just watched a kdrama that ripped my heart out and God knows I feel sorry for you cause that's exactly the type of romance I write 😭-Danny

Words: 1,932

Phase Six Masterlist

Previous Chapter // Next Chapter

Listen to: ‘BRIGHTSIDE’ -by The Lumineers

v: Jane M. Maximoff

Cat continued to help May, for three weeks that was her job, then she would have dinner with Parker every night —every two nights at May's place, if they were lucky, if not, it was mostly just salt crackers and orange juice in his dimly lit living room.

Parker was doing his best to rebuild the beeper with scraps he already had, but they didn't have anything to make a connection between worlds, they didn't know what had caused it in the first place, and their prospects weren't looking all that well.

Pulling apart and tinkering with E.D.I.T.H. would not do either, her Peter had built the beeper out of the trash and it worked with radio frequencies, the Stark satellites had to exist in order for E.D.I.T.H. to function. In other words, it was like trying to make a laptop work using the insides of a toaster.

Parker was starting to pick her up later than usual, and he didn't want to tell her what was keeping him from getting there on time. May said he would have these moments throughout the year in which he seemed to be occupied with some top-secret project. Cat guessed he was handling some spider-man business he didn't want her to take part in.

"Cat! Cat!"

The mutant jumped and looked at the older woman over the boxes she was carrying. "Yes?"

"Told you not to take them all at once!" May reprimanded her. "You'll hurt yourself!"

For Cat, the boxes were no heavier than empty egg carriers, but she couldn't say that to the woman. She let her take the one on top of the pile, then continued walking. "Don't misjudge my strength, May, I could carry more if I wanted to," she said playfully. "Honestly, I'm incredibly strong."

"You're just like Peter," the woman laughed. "I see why you get along."

Cat walked alongside her. "Tell me more about him as a kid, please..."

"Haven't you grown tired of this old woman rambling about her boy?"

"Not at all," she admitted with a genuine smile. "I had this friend back in, er, where I went to high school. His mom would show me all of his baby pictures whenever I visited, it drove him mad, but I liked it. She cared for him, and that was nice to see. Real love is such a rare find..."

May stared at her weirdly. "That sounded like something my husband would say. I think Ben would've liked you."

"I've heard that before," Cat grinned. "I'm sure I would've liked him as well."

"You would've been great company for Peter when he was a kid."

"Oh, I'm not sure," she laughed. "I once got in trouble for fighting an older student, she called me a freak, and all I had asked for at first was a proper apology, but she kept going... anyway, we would've ended up detesting each other, your nephew and I."

May smiled at her. "I disagree."

Parker was overly fidgety that night. He walked the street skipping, cracking jokes, and holding her hand to get her to walk faster, he seemed in a hurry.

"...so I finish my presentation, right? I'm ready to get out and sleep in the library for the next hour, 'cause I was exhausted..."

"Uh-huh," Cat replied, smiling at his antics.

"Then this jerk— and you know who I'm talking about—"

"Kyle?"

"Kyle!" He laughed. "Freaking Kyle gets up like he's part of the British parliament, and he walks past me to do his presentation and pats my shoulder like he's my dad or something, and tells me 'Well done, Parker, you're finally getting the hang of it!'."

Cat's mouth fell open. "He didn't!"

"The crowd went silent!" Parker let out an incredulous laugh. "Everyone heard him and knew I'd half-assed that assignment, I couldn't care less I just wanted to get it done— and he says that to make me believe what? That I'm a shitty student? I traveled the multiverse!"

"I don't understand why he's so set on humiliating you..."

"I'm telling you, man, I hold onto the hope that he'll trip and fall in front of his crush one day," in spite of the theme of conversation, he was still smiling. "Anyway I got a good grade, and tomorrow we're starting the subject I'm actually interested in, and I'm gonna mop the floor with Kyle."

Cat laughed, she shook her head at his statement. Parker liked making her laugh, he would often catch her lost in thought and with a sorrowful look that made him feel stupid. Knowing he could make up for his mistake by giving her a lovely time in his world lifted his spirits.

"What about you? You had fun?" He squeezed her hand, slowing down his steps.

"Well, we received a big donation of teddy bears, May put me on needlework, gave me these felt hearts Owen did in his spare time, and we gave each bear a heart before we closed them. The children won't know their bears have hearts, but..."

She caught him staring at her and it made her lose her train of thought, Cat chuckled awkwardly and pushed the curls out of her face, quickly changing the subject.

"You're chatty today," she pointed out.

"Am I? Maybe. I have good news," she had the feeling he'd been dying to reveal this to her.

"Is it the beeper?" She asked promptly.

"Kinda," he smiled. "Let's go back to my place and I'll show you."

"Okay, close your eyes," he told her as they stepped into the apartment.

"Why?"

"Just do it!" He covered her eyes impatiently.

"Parker!" She grabbed a hold of his wrist and moved it aside. "Fine! Weirdo..."

He guided her to the couch and sat her down. "I have something for you..."

Cat's mind jumped to the beeper, but she didn't want to get her hopes up. "Is it doughnuts?"

"No," he pulled something out of his closet and went back to where she was. Cat sniffed the air and he poked her head. "Don't cheat!"

"I'm curious!" She complained.

"Okay, you can open your eyes now..." he placed a box on her lap.

Cat looked down at it, a little wary. "What's this?"

"You were begging me to let you see five seconds ago," he frowned. "Open it!"

Cat pushed off the lid and stared at the fabric that was folded inside. It was blue and red, mostly blue, and it had a shine to it. It wasn't as soft as her Copycat suit, but that was what it was: a suit.

She locked eyes with Parker. "You did this?"

He shrugged, gazing at her eagerly. "You've been so patient even though I haven't done much— and you've been helping May... you can barely get by here, and this apartment is nowhere near as nice as yours, but you still act like I'm doing you a favor—"

"You are."

"I dragged you out of your world and I'm sorry. I wanna make it better. I can't take you home yet, but I can give you a bit of your old life back."

"Are you suggesting I patrol with you?"

Parker gifted her one of his tight-lipped smiles. Cat stared at the suit, she drew the whole thing out: It was designed in the same way as his, with removable gloves and separated into upper and lower parts. There was no sign of a mask, but she found a red piece of fabric large enough to wrap around and cover the lower half of her face. He thought of the basic parts of her old suit and included them in his design.

"No way!" Wrapped inside the scarf, she found a pair of dark blue goggles. "I love it!"

She looked at him, her heart beating wildly. The young man scratched the back of his head, shrugging a little as he did. "You can join me if you want. If it doesn't feel, dunno, wrong or something..."

"I'd love to patrol with you," she admitted. "Been a while since I did that with a webhead... my god, thank you so much."

"I only want you to feel at home..." Cat got up and hugged him, inhaling his scent. Parker hugged her back with a chuckle.

"I don't have to worry about anything here, do I? You're so nice," she said without thinking.

"It's nothing..." Parker whispered.

She lifted her gaze and Parker looked down. They were very close, and now she was conscious of how her heart hadn't stopped pounding for almost five minutes. His skin was so warm... his hair looked so soft... Parker leaned closer and brushed her nose, she closed her eyes at the feeling.

Contrary to the time she'd first kissed the Peter from her universe, her mind was buzzing with terror. This was wrong, it was a terrible idea. Her lungs pulled in the air so vigorously that she gave a start, for a moment she had the feeling that her heart had stopped for half a second. The young woman caught his hand, which had slowly made its way to her face, and held onto it tightly.

Cat stared at his knuckles, fearing his eyes would push her to do something stupid. "I can't..." she muttered. Parker tried to find her eyes but she looked down, staring at the box that had fallen to the floor without her noticing. "We need to be back before it's too late, you have a test tomorrow, right?"

"Jane—"

"You should also call me something other than that while we're outside," she interrupted him, finally dropping his hand. "Cat or Copy is okay. C.C. is better, but you know, not a good idea to use that name just in case."

"Okay..." he said quietly, he watched as Cat quickly picked up her stuff and escaped to the bathroom.

The mutant closed the door and leaned against it, both hands pressing her new suit against her chest.

"How did you know my size?" She examined her suit in awe.

"A trick aunt May taught me," he raised his gloved hand and spread his palm to explain. "You use your thumb and your middle finger as a measurement tool, it's easy."

"Gotta teach me that for later," Cat hummed. "How do you add the soles on the feet?"

"I'll explain later," he chuckled. "Put on your mask and let's get going."

Copycat pulled the scarf over her nose and stared at her reflection in the mirror: Silver locks falling on her shoulders, purple cat eyes behind her safety goggles, and her body enveloped in red and blue. It wasn't her, but it felt amazing.

Spider-man climbed the skylight first after she announced there was no one on the rooftop, she used his powers to stick to the wall and followed him through. The air was cold on her body, tomorrow there'd be a big chance the city would wake up covered in snow, but right now, Cat couldn't care about freezing her ass off. She was free.

"We'll start on the east side, alright? So I can remember which parts I've visited, in case I can't patrol the whole city in one night. Come here..."

He offered his hand to her and she stared at it blankly. "What?"

"I'll swing you."

Cat laughed. "No, you won't..." she shot a web straight out of her wrist, making him gasp.

"What the hell!"

"I can copy Mr. Parker's powers again! And he gave me permission, so it's cool."

"I am so jealous right now," he seized her wrist, lifting it up to look at it closer.

"Stop," she took her hand back ignoring the thrill his touch gave her and approached the edge of the building. "East side, you say?"

Cat took it all in, she'd fully expected to feel antsy, but Jane M. Maximoff was having the time of her life. Copycat vanished in a cloud of brimstone and reappeared on the rooftop across the street. "What are you waiting for, Webster!" She shouted.

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Don't Starve Emotions Ch. 5

Warm Hearts

“I don’ know how to feel about how this ‘crafting’ works,” Yancy said as he looked at the garland he made, setting it on his head.

“If it works, it works,” Illinois said with a shrug, reaching over and straightening out the garland on Yancy’s head, his own sitting center on his head. “At least we can all make anything without worry of doing it wrong.”

“Hopefully, we make more than flower crowns and fire.” Yancy chuckled, it turning into a little giggle when Illinois kissed his forehead.

“If not, we’ll craft anything you want when we get home,” Illinois promised with another kiss on Yancy’s nose.

Phantom was working on adding wood to the fire to make sure it was as big as possible, ensuring there wasn’t anything flammable nearby to be safe. He felt the pinch of jealousy as he listened and watched the little moment between Yancy and Illinois, feeling that bitter, bile-like burning in his chest and at the bottom of his throat.

Why was he jealous?

He’s never felt this before watching the couples be all cute and lovely to each other. Why was it starting to bug him now?

Why now?

If it was going to happen, could it wait till they were home, at the least?

“Phantom? You good?” Jackie’s voice got Phantom to turn his head, and for some reason, having Jackie suddenly be so close to him made his heart skip a beat. Phantom shook his head to make that feeling go away before clearing his throat. “Sorry. Zoned out.”

“Don’t beat yourself up over all of this.” Jackie placed a hand on Phantom’s back, rubbing small circles in the center of it.

“I should get beaten for it,” Phantom said with a weak laugh, grabbing one of the carrots from the pile of carrots and berries they had collected.

“Here.” Jackie took his hand and punched Phantom on the arm. It was obvious that he had held back. “Now you’ve been beaten.”

“You’re going to have to keep hitting me until we have Mad back to full health, or you gotta give me a proper punch.” Phantom softly chuckled, the gesture actually making him feel a bit better.

“Okay.” Jackie took what Phantom said a bit too literally and decked him on the arm.

“Ow!” Phantom cried out. He wasn’t expecting that, and it hurt. “Jackie!? The fuck!?”

“Oh! Sorry! I thought you wanted me to hit you.” Jackie panicked and did what he remembered Chase doing whenever Robbie got hurt; he grabbed Phantom’s arm and kissed the spot he had punched. That got Phantom to freeze and have a warmth flow through his body. “There, better?” Jackie looked up with a big smile, unaware of how he got the one-and-only, overly-flirty, far-from-shy Phantom to be flustered.

“Y-Yeah.” Phantom turned his face away, praying that he wasn’t blushing, but he soon forgot about the moment when he saw that the carrot he had set next to the fire became the ‘cooked’ version of it. “Figured out cooking.” He called out to get everyone’s attention. “Just put it near the fire, and it’ll change. Ask Henrik about your numbers, and let’s get everyone to one hundred percent before deciding what to do next.” Phantom could feel Dark’s eyes glaring at him, but he didn’t care and hoped it wouldn’t become a later problem as he worked on making as much food as possible and carrying it over to Mad and Mare.

“How much does he need to eat?” Mare asked.

“I don’t know, but Henrik can tell you when the red number is one-fifty. Make sure you get yourself something to eat, too.” Phantom left the pile of food with Mare and then headed over to Henrik. “Are any numbers going up with Mad next to the fire? Is it doing it for anyone else?”

“Mad has a number growing, but I do not see it on anyone else.” Henrik scanned the area and tilted his head. “We all have lower numbers than before.”

“Means we all need to eat, and the flowers will help with the sanity meter. Google and JJ have to be full with how much they picked, but I’m trying to remember-” Phantom stopped as he looked at Henrik’s green hair, his being the brightest of the Septiceyes, and it finally clicked. “Green mushrooms!”

“Green mushrooms?” Henrik repeated.

“Yes! They’re perfect for filling sanity, it’ll take a little health, but a few flowers or butterflies will make it up.” Phantom perked up, happy to have finally remembered something to really help Mad. “Bing! I need your tits!”

“Do you have to word it like that?” Google asked with a grunt while Bing only laughed.

“Someone doesn’t sound happy at someone else playing with Bing’s chest~” Wilford said with a tease and joined in Bing’s laughing when Google glared at him.

“Mushrooms, mushrooms...” Phantom clicked his tongue with thought. There are three kinds and fuck. Green ones show up at dusk. I’ll take torch-making stuff with me to be safe.”

“Being out in the dark lowers that uh…sanity number, right?” Henrik asked.

“Yeah, but one short night doesn’t do too much,” Phantom answered.

“Maybe we should have Google and JJ go since they are full with those numbers?”

“No, I need to go get them. I can remember where it is on the map and-”

“JJ and Google will go. Make their torches, and they will grab what they can.” Dark cut Phantom off.

“It would be better if I-”

“They are the ones going.” Dark cut Phantom off again, and the only reason Phantom didn’t start calling Dark some tasteful names was because he heard Mad calling for him.

“Fine,” Phantom said between gritted teeth before going to Mad and Mare.

“Ringing…Ringing.” Mad repeated when Phantom got close.

“What about ringing?” Phantom could tell that Mad was trying to tell him something, but he couldn’t get the words out.

“Same ringing…” Mad squeezed his eyes shut and took in a deep breath. “Maxewell’s ringing….the radio”

“Does the game even have a radio?” Mare asked.

“If it has something to do with Max-holy shit!” Phantom nearly fell back as if the realization had physically hit him. “Mad’s the divining rod!”

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The Crown S5E10 Commentary

Non-Spoiler Review: That was so underwhelming. It just sealed to me what an uneventful season this was. I feel like Peter Morgan only went off on Ep 3, 4 then 7 to 9 then called it a day. I don’t know what exactly went behind the scenes to make him chicken out of going full on with the punches like he did in S4. Anyways here’s my live reactions as I watched it but I’m too annoyed to do a proper season review so lemme direct yall to my lovely mutual @mermaidsirennikita Caro’s post that outlined everything I felt about the season (I do disagree on some points but I’ll cover that in my post tomorrow or something when I’m done being mad - also hi Caro its viscountessevie’s side acc lol)

Spoilers Under The Cut

Dodi and Mohammed!! I've missed them Shksjs Dodi is officially an LA producer Not him bidding against Michael Douglas for a house

The way I really thought it was gonna be Diana 🤡🤡 But it's just Barbara Gordan Sr (Erin Richards played her in Gotham) bdjdjdk

LMAOOO DIANA VOTING NO FOR THE MONARCHY Isn't this a lie tho?? I'm pretty sure she wanted William on the throne eventually... Oh well fiction wise it's fucking funny This voting scene is brilliant I love it so much What a great cold open!

(I forgot I watched the cold open last night before falling asleep and am rewatching this bit again for my commentary and GOD IT'S EVEN MORE HILARIOUS A SECOND TIME)

Oooh it's Lizzie's birthday Lmaoo not her getting gag gifts from everyone BUT CHARLES Between the boring ass book he got for Di and this, he really is the worst gift giver huh Not Chucky being jealous of Pedodrew's stupid gift Damn Charles really is a masochistic always watching these programs that make him upset Lmaooo not Edward and Pedodrew taking the piss out of him

God Queen Mother shut the fuck up you racist bitch "The Great Chinese Takeaway" 🙄 For fuck's sake and everyone laughing. God fuck these racist asses. Yeah this might be a fictional scene but YOU KNOW these bitches have said worse things behind closed doors. I cannot WAIT til the Queen Mother dies; she's so insufferable. Yall did not compare the liberation of a former colony to an ex attending a wedding jfc yall are the worst Charles is gonna fuck up the Hong Kong trip just watch

Random tangent but Fly Like An Eagle is on Glen Powell (Hangman in the Top Gun sequel)'s playlist for his character and now there's a plane while the song is playing, I fully expected Glen to come out of that plane why am I like this 💀💀

Anyways hiii Dodi what a cutie Is Barbara Gordan Sr playing his wife? Nope she is not. Who is Kelly?? Why do we need to know her Is this scene necessary Peter Morgan?? OH?? HE'S SLEEPING WITH HIS ACTRESS?? Dodi wtf don't be one of those gross producers Oh wait is that his fiancee he dropped for Diana oop Also why did I think she was his ex wife that happened way back in the 80s dhdjkd I'm sorry but I did not need to see that scene lmao it could have been an email Dodi really has a type huh Ew he's doing coke God he really became a Hollywood cliche huh I mean I never knew much about him so I can't say if this is accurate or not but if it is, bro why did you become a Hollywood cliche

I never followed Tony Blair's politics but we like him right?? In that case, Charles you're nothing like him How has the second Mrs. Al Fayed not aged at all 👁👄👁 It's been at least a good 7 years since Ep 3

Don't be fucking crude Mou Mou Let them speak their native language Kelly Yeah it's rude but you're giving White Woman rn djdkkdkd Heini is right lmaooo Okay actually they did do well with her make up to age her a little

WHAT?? His only talent is women??? "One day you'll hit the jackpot"???? What does that meannnn Mou Mou Peter Morgan are you implying Dodi was a golddigger omg This is so uncomfortable pls Kelly is like ???

Damnn let's go Labour Party let's gooo Ohmygod that's Tony Blair?? Huh the one time the irl person is more attractive 💀💀 the actor is fine but Tony Blair was a DILF back in the day come on

Tell me why I feel sad John Major lost 😭😭😭 He was just so nice this season dhkdjd Lmao this historians convo is so meta especially since Peter seems to have a bias for John Major and have given him a hot actor and made him really chill and cool this season Lmaooo Lizzie you did not just say he's your favourite PM LOL bro it's fine the Brittiana is old af time to decomission her

"The youngest Prime Minister since Lord Liverpool in 1812" WELL Rishi Sunak is coming for that title 25 years later yall "And you're still a young man too" LIZZIE STOP LYING HE'S GOT A FULL HEAD OF WHITE HAIR Johnny Lee Miller playing him doesn't make him less old djdkkd

Can you imagine if the note to Blair had said "GET OUT WHILE YOU CAN" lmaooo Johnnn why you lying "A great job" as if you didn't spend this season just babysitting the royals

This boat nonsense plot line is so fucking stupid and pointless. Peter Morgan THIS could have been an email. I do not care for this shit at all They just sound like rich brats which we already knew they were So you could have used another example to show that

NEW BRITAIN SHDJJDJS This is so stupid omg It's just a fucking boat Lizzie let it go

Like I get sentimentality and all but don't anchor (pun absolutely intended) yourself and your sense of self worth to a old piece of metal Like That I would be alot more sympathetic (because we all have sentimental things tied to our memories)1 if they weren't old rich white people who caused so much pain whining about a luxary no one else can afford and expecting the government to keep funding it

HAHAHHAH HE'S IN BUSINESS WHILE THE REST ARE IN FIRST CLASS PLEASEEEE I CACKLED "You're going to have to be very brave" 💀 Camilla it's just business class yall need to calm the fuck down

What the fuck is this visual Mans is not left out of anything This visual metaphor falls so fucking flat when he's literally usually the one drawing the curtain on people Peter Morgan what are you doing

Omggg the Cantonese burning the British flag What icons They're so right for THAT

Okay Heini has grown on me Girlie really grew into her place in the Fayed family huh Good for her "You were so much more than a model. You were a socialite" MOU MOU WHAT This is so cringey pls

I have gone 20 mins after the cold open without Diana WHERE IS SHE Oh lmao here she is I missed you bby Awww her friendship with Mou Mou is everything I wanna h u g her Her voice is always on point I'm shook

God the flashes give me such anxiety The foreshadowing really gives me the deepest pit in my stomach Oh gosh the offer to Saint Topaz,,, the beginning of the end 😭😭 I don't want her to goooo Yeah Elizabeth took a few eps but she finally grew into the role as Diana we love to see it!

We hate Charles but damn doesn't Dominic look good in a uniform God I hate it here Also booo let Hong Kong be it's own country just passing it off to another country I can't even I get so anxious seeing the rainfall on everyone's head they're gonna catch a cold Dominic lost the Charles voice, it needs to be steeper bud

Charles don't be fucking weird Why did you link the ages to her relatives and husband and now son Don't say it Nope yall are not brothers stfu He said it 🤡 Welll he made Blair say it

Lmaooo Blair sick of the yacht talk too hsjjdkd Why do you feel bad sir?? Bruh it's just a boat 💀

YALL JUST GOT DIVORCED A YEAR AGO - Chill the fuck out Chucky Lmaoo Blair is right he was going behind Lizzie's back and briefing against her They always do this They brief against one another It's messy af

The amount of Charles cocksucking happening in this episode is gross Peter Morgan WHAT did he threaten you with Why are you trying to make him out to be this modern innovative man Was he??? Was he really??? Charles so self serving I cannot LMAO NOT CAMILLA WITH THE KNOCK OFF REVENGE DRESS YOU WILL NEVER BE HER

"Friendly invasion" Okayyy China whatever helps you sleep at night

Helloooo Martin,,, I really am a simp for Martin huh. Listen this season hasn't given me a single person in the main Royals other than Diana to feel anything for So Martin's hotness it is I can't believe I'm saying this: but Lizzie should have said No 😭😭 Martin snitching on Chucky hsjdjdk She's gonna TEAR HIM APART

There's 12 minutes left and this is such an unimpressive finale wtf Peter Morgan bruh what are you doinggg I told myself I won't follow press after the mess than is the Bridgerton production team But I NEED to know what Peter was thinking outlining this season The potential was there and yet it flopped Only Eps 3, 7 to 9 were solid episodes

Lmaooo affair "Divorced man whose wife is still alive" I'M SCREAMING Can't believe I'm agreeing with Charles abt his rls rn Oh never mind fuck you Charles No one brought up Diana why you gotta drag her name through the mud K Chucky sureee Camilla has Did their spin doctor write this episode??

SCREAMS "I don't think it's my behaviour threatening its (the monarchy) survival" Rip him apart harder Lizzie come onnn Yesss throw the whole monarchy away Yeah they yeeted yall cos you OPPRESSED THEM FOR 50 YEARS, idiots

I feel nothing for this stupid ship and her farewell God this is so depressing and underwhelming This ep should have just been the cold open only tbh If you aren't gonna commit to the end of the Diana era then leave it all completely to S6 which is so disappointing, I thought they were finish Diana's story this season I was mentally prepared for that And now I gotta be sick again worrying about it and then mentally prepare for it again before S6

That's it??? That was so underwhelming???

40 mins of white people whining abt their boat and losing a country to independence Then 15 mins of Diana's death foreshadowing?? 5 mins of Dodi being a Hollywood producer cliche and Mou Mou being a dick to Kelly??

That's all??? Bruhhhh

#The Crown #The Crown Season 5 #The Crown Spoilers

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Are you following me Mr Hiddleston? Chapter 26 - The final chapter

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Friday 22nd March 2024

For a day in March the weather wasn't a total misery, which meant no one was going to get rained on, on their way in whilst they were all dressed in their best formal wear. Even though the air was quite chilly out. Nonetheless if there was any signs of rain it wouldn't put anything on hold anyway, because Peyton wouldn't have allowed it, especially not on his and Samuel's wedding day.

Peyton stood in front of the full length mirror while he looked at his own reflection, and he was making sure every inch of his white Gucci suit looked perfect for the big day. It had to be just as perfect as they had planned the entire wedding along with Margot's help. Despite Samuel being the one to pop the question, Peyton clearly still wore the trousers in the relationship for the most part (except at work still). As Peyton straightens out his black bowtie (the proper one you have to tie yourself and not that readymade clip crap), there's a soft knock at the door. He leaves his spot after one more quick glance over his appearance, before he opens the door to find Margot standing there and smiling up at him. He notices tears forming in her eyes instantly from taking one look over his appearance.

"Don't you dare! If you cry now then I'll be a mess before I say I do." Peyton chuckled before taking her into a tight embrace.

"I'm sorry, P, you look so handsome in your suit and you've been my best friend forever." Margot replied with a shaky voice, as she held him back just as tight, and she tried her best to hold back her tears. Not wanting her makeup to look a complete and utter mess, also, she didn't want to make Peyton cry either.

"I know I am just about to be a married man, but it won't change anything." He says softly, as they pull apart enough to see each other's face.

"I know." She speaks just as softly before they both smile at each other.

"It's time!" Elouise squealed, as she practically skipped down the corridor towards them and ended their conversation.

Peyton kissed Margot's forehead before taking her hand and then they walked on behind Elouise. They walked until they stood outside of the large double wooden doors where just beyond is where the ceremony is going to take place. Elouise slipped inside first and took her seat quickly. As Elouise went in Margot removed her hand from Peyton's, and then she wrapped her arm around his instead. They smiled again at each other as the doors opened up and she walked beside her best friend down the aisle.

The ceremony was beautiful and heartwarming, more than what either Peyton or Samuel could have asked for. Everyone could see the happiness radiating off of the happy couple, and if anyone looked close enough they could see the twinkle in their eyes, as well as the loving hand holding throughout the day. Needless to say Peyton and Samuel had come a long way to get where they are now, but they knew they're at their most happiest together.

The after party was beyond lively and many enthusiastic dancers filled the dance floor. The room itself was filled with such high spirits and music blaring out of the speakers. Plus, Peyton and Samuel's first dance was very romantic, but towards the end it escalated into madness as their guests joined them on the dance floor. The first few of the frantic dancers started showing off their moves, and an eruption of laughter filled the air, but still not enough to overpower the blaring music. Which caused drinks to flow more frequently than they had at the start of the celebrations. Later on Margot did get to dance with both Peyton and Samuel separately and together with their friends. Although Peyton could still see that Margot was missing something from her life. Despite the friendships that have formed between her and the others over the years, as well as the fact her career in the performing arts industry could very well take off too. Besides all that Peyton had his suspicions of what that might be, what might be missing. However, he knew this wasn't the right time to be discussing such things. Even though he would have made the time even on his wedding day, he knew Margot wouldn't want that. Besides his better judgment he had an inkling that she would talk about it on her own time. Somewhere down the road, when she feels comfortable enough.

Monday 8th April 2024

Margot has been quite busy of late with auditioning for a few things, small roles mind you, most of which have been for parts as an extra in student films. Whereas other auditions were for small time company adverts. Although she was lucky enough to get a couple of parts as an extra, but nothing sustainable to pay bills and quit her full time job. Then again she knew it was the step into the right direction and at least she was getting some work now that she's graduated. Furthermore, her time spent with her singing coach ended a little while ago, as she only paid for a limited amount of sessions. It was merely to strengthen her voice after so long without signing. Of course occasionally she went to her dance lessons or went to the gym to stay healthy. She'd also visit the homeless shelter at least once a month to volunteer. Lastly Margot has been going back to visit her Dad, Ethan's grave more frequently, and talking to him more about everything and anything. She found it helped her as it made things easier, her nightmares were less frequent these days too about him.

As for Mary she's been going to auditions a lot too given the fact she has the same agent as Margot. Sometimes she got to be on the same sets as Margot as an extra. Although Mary had landed a voice acting role just under a week ago. The role wasn't large, but she wanted to go into the realm of voice acting to give it a try. Her musician street performer boyfriend was pleased for her, but he was a bit distant lately. He's been so preoccupied with being out on the road. Elouise managed to set up herself a small business as a Disney Princess Cosplayer to be hired for children's parties. She'd previously had some business experience under her belt from her small family business, so she wasn't clueless. On top of that occasionally Zac would go as her Disney Prince to parties. Whereas Marcus hadn't dived into anything to do with acting since graduation, due to things taking a completely different direction instead. He's seemingly happy being the manager of a restaurant, taking on the responsibility rather quickly, after only working there since January as the assistant manager. His ex manager left him the job as they saw he had great leadership skills and great potential. He also started dating, not that any lasted longer than the minimum of two dates, mostly down to his feelings still for Margot.

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Margot was heading back to her car after her shift, but on the way her phone began to ring. She rummaged through her bag and pulled out her phone. It was her agent calling. She answered instantly and spoke with her agent for a good five minutes or so. They told her about auditions taking place right now for Wicked the musical. Margot had known about auditions for months, but she wasn't sure if her agent would have thought her to be ready yet. Well now she had her answer. These were the auditions for the leading roles for Elphaba and Glinda, meaning Margot knew her agent was holding out on her, at least until these roles came around. Not only that but Margot knows this is the biggest role she's ever gone for in her entire life, and she has to give it her all and then some.

Once Margot reached the small venue where auditions were being held she quickly changed into her gym clothes that she'd packed to head to the gym later on. But now she knew she wouldn't be going there, because she'd be too busy dealing with the after effects of her audition, nothing could give her motivation to last enough for the gym too. After changing Margot found a big enough space to put her belongings down and began to do some stretches like a few others were doing. After all, Glinda has more of a dance requirement compared to Elphaba, most of the dancing being required during 'Dancing Through Life.' Also, Margot wasn't sure if she'd be getting the choice to choose between the characters anyway, due to the fact nothing was mentioned by her agent beforehand. So for all she knew the audition could go one of three ways, she could either land the role of Glinda or Elphaba, or neither at all. If she did have the choice she knew she'd audition for Elphaba without question.

Time seemed to be agonisingly slow and Margot's nerves were almost wrecked, although on the outside she tried to appear calm and collected. Also, every now and then she would glance around at the others around her, and most seemed to be rather intimidating too. No doubt that a great deal had already plenty of professional experience, far exceeding her own that much was clear. To be honest most of them looked older than her anyways, another reason why she thought one of them would more than likely get picked. Nonetheless she had to push her feelings down otherwise she wouldn't be able to do it. Margot eventually texted the girls of her whereabouts and they wished her luck. In the end Margot managed to move onto vocal warmups, went over her monologue in her head, lastly she listened over her last minute song choice before they called her name.

While Margot stood on the spot marked on the floor it felt frightening with all those pairs of eyes on her. Eyes belonging to the people who would be deciding if she'd get a role or not. However, Margot knew she had to stay professional and calm. As there were whispers going on Margot took the time to take a few more calming breaths before all attention was on her. Then she introduced herself and the monologue just like with any audition. No one said anything to her even after her monologue was over, there were just whispers like earlier followed by silence. The piano soon filled the silence of her song choice.

"I'm gonna live and live now

Get what I want, I know how

One roll for the whole shebang

One throw, that bell will go clang

Eye on the target, and wham

One shot, one gun shot, and bam

Hey, Mister Arnstein, here I am!

I'll march my band out

I'm beating my drum

And if I'm fanned out

Your turn at bat, sir

At least I didn't fake it

Hat sir, I guess I didn't make it

Get ready for me, love

'Cause I'm a "comer"

I simply gotta march

My heart's a drummer

Nobody, no, nobody

Is gonna rain on my parade!" Margot belted out the notes to the best of her ability, and once the piano sound dissipated the silence filled the air again.

Then Margot was given a couple of minutes before music spilled out of the speakers for her dance routine. As the music filled her ears she began moving about the space with graceful precision. Usually a lot of her dance routines were more upbeat and modern in comparison to the one she's doing now, but she thought this more softer and elegant dance fitted best. Albeit, this routine wasn't as finely tuned as her other routines from her dance lessons.

After the routine was finished Margot awkwardly stood there, her uneven breaths filtering through the whispers and the beady eyes staring at her. She ended up clenching her hands into fists by her sides, her nails digging into her sweaty palms, probably leaving little crescent shapes too. There wasn't much more she could do not until they finally addressed her.

Margot eventually emerged out of her audition with uncertainty. Her audition seemingly not a fail nor really a confirmed triumph either. They liked her that much was clear to her. Then again she knew they had a fair few others to see still, meaning she'd have to be patient and wait for news.

Later when she was back home she paced up and down as she spoke to Peyton about her audition. The pacing seemed to help and Peyton expressed how proud he was that she auditioned, even if she still doesn't know for sure of the final outcome. After she spoke with him and feeling a little better she phoned Tom. Not that she was sure if he'd pick up, he's meant to be filming. Luckily though Tom picked up and told her it was good timing, due to the break he was on. They spent the entire of Tom's break talking while he ate and walked Bobby as he was hanging around on set as well. Tom didn't mind though and his words were very reassuring too. At the end of the day Margot had texted Charlie, briefly updating him too about everything. And when the girls came home Margot was in an even better mood, especially after speaking with Tom. She went on to tell the girls too about her audition, which then turned into a night of the three of them getting drunk on a Monday night. The girls thought Margot needed a girls night in with alcohol and a takeaway. It was definitely a great idea in the end and it helped them all unwind after a long day.

Thursday 30th May 2024

It's been a little over a month since Margot auditioned and there hadn't been any calls to her agent. No news at all about her audition. Her agent apologised every time she called them and they sent her on two other auditions since the Wicked audition. The other two auditions were only for small roles for more student films. Both of which went fine, only the filming aspect for each lasted for just a couple of weeks. However, nothing could keep Margot distracted long enough from her annoyance with herself, and the feeling of failure creeping up on her after the Wicked audition. Albeit everyone was supportive and tried to keep her spirits up. Luckily she stayed somewhat afloat, no big downwards spirals, which was a good sign.

Today though she had plans with Tom. They hadn't seen each other for several weeks, but they made the arrangement for a little over a week and she's the first person he made plans with since he came home. Not that she knew she was the first he made plans with since he'd been away. They arranged to meet at the little café they often met up at, as no one bothered them there, which was ideal. Also, both parties were excited to see each other, yet neither expressed just how much to the other. Although Margot felt different around Tom these days. Perhaps because the idol pedestal wasn't there anymore, which isn't to say she dislikes him or his work, but the more time spent together makes it seem more easier. The fame aspect split apart from their friendship, yet it will always be there in the background. The reason for this could also be due to how close of a friend Charlie has been, for the fan vile to no longer cover her eyes so to speak. Plus, she could soothe her moods and solve issues without the need to turn to videos of Tom, another change to how she felt around Tom. Nothing was fantasied by those projections of him anymore. Tom was just Tom and not Tom Hiddleston the actor. Furthermore, just Tom and being around his true goofy, honest, polite self fuelled her feelings towards him. Far better than the persona, the actor attached to the man himself.

While Margot and Tom sat in their usual booth by the large window at the far end of the café, she looked out the window watching the world pass by, as Tom was looking at the menu. Despite they both had memorised the entire menu by now, he still felt the need to pick it up every time anyway.

"You're being very quiet, love." Tom softly stated, as he lowered his menu.

"Sorry." Margot replied as she turned to face him instead.

"It's quite alright, Mags. There's something on your mind though, I can tell." He said whilst looking at her with concern set on his features.

"I'm fine...just-just still annoyed at myself about the audition. If I knew where I had gone wrong then I could at least work on it. Not knowing at all is far worse." She sighs heavily.

"I know that feeling, love. The best thing you can do is try not to dwell on it and get back out there. Go to as many auditions as you can and remember to have fun while doing it. It's important to have fun as much as it is to work hard." Tom's words were very comforting as always of late. The gentleness of his thumb rubbing the back of her hand was soothing too, and it made her skin tingle under his touch.

They continued to chat after they ordered, then just as their food arrived Margot's phone began to ring. It was her agent. She quickly excused herself for a minute to take the call. Tom nodded once in understanding and waited patiently. Although the sight of the food was rather tempting to start without her, but he had some self control. His attention was soon drawn away though from the food, as he heard Margot squeal with joy, which instantly made him know it could have only been good news. Especially when she raced back to their booth once the call ended.

"I've got the chance to re-audition!" Margot's eyes were dancing with excitement as she spoke, and Tom was quick to stand up upon hearing the news. She flung her arms around his neck and stood on her tippy toes to hold him close, also he was quick to hold her back, winding his arms around her waist. Despite how long it took to get any news about the Wicked audition, Tom knew he couldn't have been prouder, nor happier than to share this moment with her. He even felt the urge to lean down and kiss her, but he resisted the temptation.

"Congratulations, darling!" Tom replied cheerfully, as they eventually pulled apart slightly to see each other's faces. Sharing a long look as they held on and Tom feeling the urge to kiss her again.

"Thank you, Tom!" Margot replied, breaking the shared look, as if the spell caused by their feelings broke. Yet their feelings are still unknown by the other, despite how obvious it was by this point. She obviously realised they'd been holding each other for too long in public and pulled away hastily from him. Even though no one bothered them she just panicked in that moment of realisation, and he understood why she let him go so fast. They ended up sitting back down in their booth after that.

"When is it?" He asked with a smile. A way to divert away from the long embrace they just shared only moments ago.

"We have time to eat before I have to go. It's in two and half hours." She said before taking a sip of her coffee hiding her flushed cheeks.

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While at the audition Margot found out that she's going to be an understudy to their original choice. Margot wasn't going to complain though, as there was still a good chance she'd get to go on stage. They still didn't tell her which role she was auditioning for though, but clearly they thought highly enough of her to get her to come back. Only it didn't take long for Margot to work out that she was in fact auditioning for Elphaba, as they got her to sing "I'm Not That Girl," and she did a bit of a read through with one of them over a couple of Elphaba's scenes. Although, this audition was running a lot longer than her previous one, which made Margot all the more hopeful this time around.

After spending well over two hours in the audition room they brought in her possible co-stars if she'd got the part. However, instantly upon seeing one of them in particular made her body tense up and dread began to form in the pit of her stomach. Nor was Bradley impressed about seeing her there either. The bastard really did come out on top after graduation. Yet both were quick to cover up their feelings about the situation. Everyone in the room knew they knew each other from their education listed the same on their actor's cvs, but the real question was, could they get through this together?

Margot was first paired up with Bradley for a read through as he's the number one choice for Fiyero and the other guy being his understudy. After their scene they were given a couple of minutes before they had to proceed and the piano began to play 'As Long As You Are Mine.'

"And though I may know

I don't care

Just for this moment

As long as you're mine

Come be how you want to

And see how bright we shine

Borrow the moonlight

Until is is through

And know I'll be here

Holding you

As long as you're mine

What is it?

It's just for the first time

I feel...Wicked!"

They sang to each other and had closed the distance a bit between them whilst holding hands in front of them. A little something to show some chemistry while they sang, as it would be expected of them anyway for the real performance and rehearsals. Neither could wait until they could drop hands though, yet they did give it a beat before doing so, just to make it look better to those watching. Luckily things went smoother with Bradley's understudy and as it turns out he was a sweet guy too.

At the end of the audition and Margot was out of the room she felt very confident with herself. They wanted her to stick around the area to wait for their call to come in, so they could then give her their final decision face to face. They certainly did call later on and when she went back like they asked, she received the best news ever. She'd gotten the role as understudy. She couldn't stop smiling as she had her foot in the door, and then she rushed over to Tom's right after. She had to tell him first, because he was there when she got the news to re-audition in the first place.

Once Margot turned up on Tom's doorstep he was a little surprised to see her, but he was happy to see her too, although he thought she would have called instead of turning up on his doorstep. But her sad expression made him think of the worst that could have happened at the audition. Naturally it was a hoax on her part and she soon began to smile and laugh, causing him to roll his eyes at his own stupidity. He couldn't believe he fell for the oddest trick in the book.

Thursday 13th June 2024

Bradley is a drama queen, which is only a nice way of describing his behaviour since Margot began rehearsing full time with him, due to their original Elphaba having dropped out as a family emergency popped up over two weeks ago. Another kind description of Bradley was annoying even before Margot was casted full time as Elphaba, but things worsened after she was casted full time. Although right after this, his latest hissy fit he was getting a good ear full. No one was taking his bullshit any longer, he was stepping over the mark and the director decided to drop him entirely for his understudy. Bradley's understudy instantly proved to be a better match for onstage chemistry anyway after his departure. Margot even felt some relief once Bradley's understudy took over. In fact everyone felt better about Bradley being dropped entirely, it was hard work as it was with the size of the cast, including everyone else being involved behind the scenes too. There wasn't any time for dickheads.

Also, Margot couldn't stay full time anymore at her job. She had to drop her hours down and became a part-timer instead for this role, because being Elphaba right now was more important. Her boss understood she had to free up her time for rehearsals and later performances. They let Margot do weekends and a couple of late shifts every other week during the weekdays too.

At the end of the long day Margot was invited to a meal with some of the cast members. She accepted without hesitation and got to bond more with those who went for the meal. She had a lovely time, but she didn't stay too late because she had plans with Tom. Plans to chill with a movie, popcorn and a couple of cokes, because he knows she's got rehearsals in the afternoon the following day. Although, Margot was looking forward to sleeping in in the morning to get the rest she needs before the long rehearsals later on, which were predicted to last until after 9pm.

"I believe it's your turn to choose, love." Tom said, as he readied the popcorn to put into the microwave.

"I believe you're right!" Margot replied as she stood up from fussing over Bobby.

"What are you thinking? Comedy, Sci-fi, Fantasy, Rom-com, Horror perhaps?" He began to list genres she'd usually pick, as he set the time on the microwave that now had the popcorn in. Then he pressed start and then turned around to lean against the kitchen counter top, with his arms folded over his chest, his tight fitted t shirt looking even tighter now. He even had the gall to wet his lips as he waited for her reply, which temporarily distracted Margot. Although she should be used to it by now, as it was one of his many habits, she wasn't clearly used to it still.

"Nah...I'm thinking something completely different...crime-drama?" Margot said, once she shook her head of thoughts of kissing him. She'd forgotten how his lips felt against hers, after all it had been years since they'd kissed.

"That is different for you!" He chuckled and took the popcorn out.

She shrugged and took the popcorn off him."Is it that absurd for me to choose something else?" Then she ate a piece of popcorn which burnt her tongue.

"Ehehe, yes it is. So is you saying words like absurd, clearly we spend way too much time together." He joked. His smile didn't leave his lips not even after swapping the popcorn with her for a bottle of coke.

"I do read books that have usage of such vernacular. Well used to read more and I chose not to speak with such old tongues compared to some." She teased once she swallowed some of her drink.

"To die, to sleep---

No more---and by a sleep to say we end

The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks

That flesh is heir to. 'tis a consummation

Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep---

To sleep---perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub!

For in that sleep of what dreams may come,

When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,

Must give us pause---there's the respect

That makes calamity of so long life....." Margot playfully rolled her eyes up at him. "Words like that you mean?" He asked with a noticeable laugh.

"Yes, words like that. I don't tend to speak or quote Shakespeare, or anything of the sort anywhere near as often as you do." She said as they headed towards the living room.

"I beg to differ. I remember not so long ago when you decided to quote Sophocles." He mockingly-jokes, as they settled down on the sofa with the popcorn placed on his lap.

"That was different!" She protested and took the popcorn off him again, deciding it would be cooler now to eat.

"Mmmm...I see none." He squinted his eyes at her with a cocky smirk gracing his lips.

"When goodness removes itself, the space it occupies corrodes and becomes evil." Margot fired back in her Elphaba voice with some cheekiness to it, as she felt like he was letting his Loki side show through his voice. Not that it really made sense with their conversation, but she felt the need to quote Elphaba. Because the word quote was really the only thing that related to this sudden quote being spoken into the conversation.

"No one bad is ever truly bad. And no one good is ever truly good." Tom replied in a low, almost growling like in his Loki voice and he leaned in closer than what she expected.

They both looked at each other like they had before, as if heat was rising within them, that from just simply quoting their character's at each other was a sudden turn on. Margot could feel her heart pounding rapidly. She wasn't supposed to have any feelings for the persona around him anymore, yet in that moment, that brief moment it came flooding back. Tom too could feel a shift in the air around them for that brief moment, but they withdrew at the same time. Although painstakingly they both noticed it. They noticed what they should have done ages ago by now. There was something between them. Neither of them spoke about their little moment, it was covered up by Margot's choice of them watching Heat. She thought if she chose this he'd be too distracted to talk over his favourite movie.

As they watched Heat Tom couldn't help but sit there and think back on everything. Thinking about all the little moments they had since the night at Margot's. The night of the BBQ, the start of it all. His hand on her waist, her gasp which didn't go unnoticed by him and their eyes meeting in a trance. Then the second one when they met up to play tennis. His over-competitive side caused Margot to scrap her knees, as she fell onto the tennis court, which led to him helping her up onto a chair and cleaning her scraped knees. His sadness soothed by her simple action of removing his hair from his sweaty forehead. Then onto the others that followed. Of course his mind was too far away for at least a good twenty minutes or so, and he only realised how long he hadn't been paying attention when he finally focused on the screen. But every now and then his focus was directed at Margot. He couldn't help it. He missed looking at her. Although whenever she caught him staring he covered it up with a plea to be handed more popcorn. Ultimately it worked too.

Monday 5th August 2024

The moment finally arrived, opening night of the four month run.

Margot knew this was it, her movement to go out there, spread her wings or in this case fly her broomstick and soar high. 'Defying Gravity' so to speak. Also she knew that not only was it opening night for one of the most beloved musicals, but the chaos that will be buzzing around about the new faces on the scene. Meaning herself and her co-star (who'd done a few things, but still fairly new to the industry), they will have everyone's eyes on them. More offers could be on the way for other projects and meeting new people in the industry too. Many more possibilities.

Everyone who was busy backstage were doing various jobs, while waiting for the audience to finish taking their seats, so they could get the show on the road. As for Margot herself she's chatting with one of the stage crew members while being assisted with her mic pack. At which point another crew member came over with a beautiful bouquet of flowers. She smiled as she read the card.

"Mags,

you'll be amazing tonight and you'll blow the audience away with your beautiful voice!

Break a leg, darling.

T x"

Margot put the card back once she read it and thanked the crew member. Then they whisked the flowers off to her dressing room where the others were from Peyton and the others. Although, what the card failed to tell her was the fact Tom had turned up for opening night. He never told her, actually he never told Peyton or anyone that he was going. He wanted it to be a surprise. All he had to do was turn up with his ticket like everybody else, which was precisely what he was doing. He waited in his car for the majority of the audience to head inside before he got out and headed inside the theatre. On his way in he was photographed as he expected, because it was opening night and there usually were photographers on opening night. He remained polite as ever when they greeted him and snapped their photos. Once Tom was inside, he presented his ticket and went through a quick security check, the same as everyone else did. Then he headed over to buy a program from the merch stand, next he made a trip over to the bar where he ordered himself a drink. A couple of women did approach him while at the bar and they asked him for a photo. Which he did very quickly before the last announcement for the audience to take their seats echoed above their heads. His politeness even extended to giving them a little kiss on their cheeks before they went in to take their seats.

One of the ushers escorted Tom personally to his seat. A few heads did turn in Tom's direction as he followed the usher, but he didn't pay any attention to anyone on the way. This is where he had to now keep his head low from the others, as he knew everyone was important to Margot was sitting somewhere. Most likely in the front. But those who he knew couldn't make opening night like Charlie and Samantha, they'd mentioned that they'd be attending one of the upcoming shows over the next four months. Nor were Nora and Ryan present, nonetheless they'd sent Margot their best wishes and their love. Luckily Tom's seat was near the middle section and the seat itself was an aisle one. Luke had at least organised him a decent seat, and it meant he didn't have to squeeze past the others who'd already found their seats. He thanked the usher and patted his shoulder, before he unbuttoned his burgundy suit jacket and sat down. Immediately after he settled his drink in the cup holder and got comfy, then he pulled out his glasses from his suit jacket's inner pocket. He thought he would have had enough time to quickly flick through the program before the lights dimmed. Unfortunately he did not.

As soon as the lights dimmed excitement rose all around him. So much so that a scream echoed from the front. It distinctly sounded like Elouise, not that Tom could be certain, especially as others soon followed with cheers of their own.

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After the show Tom managed to pull a few strings and got access backstage. He was kindly escorted back where he was soon spotted by Peyton before the rest of the group. Tom was then left with them, once he reassured his escort that he was fine, and that he knew Peyton and everyone. They were all happy to see him apart from Marcus, who wasn't as bothered by his presence, but he tried to not let it show. Naturally some of the crew and cast members were in awh over Tom while he was backstage. Although Peyton found it odd that he'd come without a bodyguard. Nonetheless he said to Tom that they'd get him out if things got out of hand. When Tom and the group found out that Margot was ready for visitors to come by her dressing room, Peyton told Tom to go in first to say hello. Which made him feel a little stunned, but he went ahead anyway. Besides, Peyton had a feeling, a good feeling about his decision to let Tom go on his own first. Especially because he was always rooting for something to happen deep down, and all the juicy details Margot told him that happened between them recently.

It wasn't long before Margot heard a soft knock at her dressing room door, but as Tom had planned she wasn't expecting to see his head pop in from around the door.

"Hello, darling!" He beamed before stepping fully into her dressing room.

"Hi, Tom! You came!" She squealed once the door was closed behind him. She even leapt up from her chair and they crossed the room to meet in the middle. They hugged tightly for a short moment before they pulled apart.

"It's opening night, I wouldn't have missed it for the world!" He said and waved his arms up in a gesture of pointing out where they are right now. More importantly where she is career wise.

"Well I'm pleased you made it. Thanks for coming tonight!" She replied, and then she headed towards the mirror and vanity where she was sitting on her chair before he entered. But instead of sitting on the chair she opted to lean against the vanity while facing Tom.

"You were amazing, no more than that...you were specular!" he declared as he crossed the room towards her.

"Thank you, Tom, hearing you say that truly means a lot." She smiled at him.

"Hello there!" Tom cooed as he spotted Marcel seated on the vanity next to his flowers. "How befitting that he's here. The Wicked Witch always did have a fondness for monkeys, didn't she?" He joked, as he moved to pick up the plush toy in his hands, both of them laughing too.

"I don't know why I brought him here..." Margot trailed off as she had a flashback cut across her vision. A flashback to when Tom handed over the plush toy to her originally back in New York. Seeing the flash back made her smile.

"What?" Tom asked curiously, while looking at her with confusion, as she was looking at him fondly with Marcel his hands.

"Just remembering." Margot said as she took Marcel into her own hands.

Tom gave her a knowing look, then he abstracted Marcel away from her grip, putting him back on the vanity. However, before Margot could say anything else Tom closed the distance between them. He slowly caged her in with his firm body pressing against hers, causing Margot to swallow hard, as she looked up at his towering form from being so close. A familiar feeling in the air to their last movie night together. She also could smell his scent more now they're in such close proximity than when they hugged when he arrived. The smell is so exhilarating and was perfectly Tom. In fact it was the same cologne he wore on their date in New York and it was the first time in ages he'd worn it.

His eyes began searching for something within her own, she couldn't be sure what he was searching for though. Then he slowly reached up and gently tucked her now long dyed black hair behind one ear. Also he allowed the back of his hand to brush against her flushed cheek. His fingers soon softly moved to find her pulse on her neck, her heart pounding and he could feel it, feel it against his fingertips and against his chest. Her breath hitched in her throat due to his touch and her lips slightly parted. Tom then threw all caution to the wind, leaning his head down as he closed his eyes before his lips touched Margot's. At first Margot was unresponsive, as she couldn't be sure if this was all a dream or not.

"I'm sorry." Tom said, as he swiftly moved away from her unresponsive self and he began to turn away.

As he began to move away Margot was brought back to reality, and she gripped his arm tightly, before she spun him back around to face her. He was unprepared for her actions and easily stumbled back to his previous position. Both of them were breathing heavily, as they felt sudden sparks flying. Which soon turned into a display of fireworks when she kissed him back hard. She held tightly onto his suit lapels as she continued to kiss him. Tom's sad moment of feeling rejected washed away with the reassuring feeling that now replaced it. Reassurance of being accepted and with that new feeling he returned her kiss.

"Don't be sorry, not this time." Margot's voice came out as a mere whisper, after their lips parted for a moment.

Tom chuckled and brushed his nose against Margot's lovingly before resting his forehead against her's. "Mags...last time may have been wrong timing on both our parts, but no matter how long ago it has been...you've been on my mind. I did stupid things to burry my feelings, to try to forget...I couldn't. There were these constant pang feelings in here..." He says and holds Margot's hand over his rapidly beating heart while his forehead leaves hers. He needed to see her eyes now.

"I fell for the actor that day. It took me too long to realise it and I harboured those feelings for a long time. I'd barely scratched the surface of the man behind the persona." Margot began as she looked at their hands over his heart. "I struggled a lot with my feelings...finding out you were dating Zawe and the fatality of being nothing but a notch on your bedpost. The actor's charm so alluring and irritable..." Tom hooked two fingers of his free hand under her chin and got her to look up at him in the eyes again. "I imagined the wrong Tom...instead of the real Tom. The Tom who only shared glimpses of himself later. The Tom who eventually showed his full self, is true self, after all the mayhem and mental downwards spirals. The same Tom who towers before me now, the one who's stolen my heart away from the other Tom, and the one I hope is mine." She whispers the last sentence.

"I'm not him, the actor, who was probably only in it for the sex. Although I can't be sure what exactly his intentions were, but they're not mine. Nor am I the Tom who was a coward and turned his back on you when you most needed him. I'm the very same Tom who promised to be there for you and to never hurt you. I am here for you on the biggest night of your career to support you. I am yours and you are mine." He whispered, freeing his hands to wipe away her tears. Tears that she was unaware of until he wiped them away.

Margot removed his hands away from her face and laced their fingers together by their sides. They stood there looking at each other lovingly for a minute before leaning in to kiss again. The kiss soon became fierce and hands became handsy with a lot of heavy petting. Tongues got involved next, rolling, licking and exploring each other's mouth. The heat and petting caused wanton moans to erupt from her into his mouth, with her arms circling around his neck, and he gripped her waist tightly. As their lips parted eventually, heavy breathing filled the air, as they tried to recover somewhat. Yet, Tom soon started to kiss and nip along her jawline. The feeling led to Margot's head lulling to the side and gave Tom access to her neck. He open mouth kissed down the side of her neck right down to her collarbone peeking out her dressing gown. His kisses made her feel a tingle down her spine. Although his kisses turned to a few more licks and nips before travelling back up her neck. She then started running her nails through the short hairs at the back of his neck and massaged the nape, causing him to hum approvingly against her skin.

"Darling, you have a little green makeup still behind your ear." He chuckled into her ear, after he opened his eyes and noticed a green mark behind her ear.

They both laughed as they pulled apart. She reached over for a makeup wipe, but Tom held out his hand to receive it. She rolled her eyes playfully at him as he took it and then he removed the green mark. Although, he was quick to make yet another attack on her skin with his lips. He even slowly pulled on the belt of her dressing gown, it then revealed the short lace black cocktail dress underneath. She soon felt his hands reach around to wedge between the vanity so he could squeeze her bum. She squealed a little at the firmness of his squeeze to only be silenced by his lips back on hers.

"We should get out of here. Everyone will be waiting." Margot said breathlessly after their lips parted.

"I suppose we'll have to, we don't want them thinking we're up to no good in here." They laughed mischievously at the thought.

Margot pushed Tom back slightly so she could remove the dressing gown completely. She left it hanging on her chair, then grabbing her little clutch bag from the vanity, and tucked her phone away inside. Tom quickly took Margot's free hand, intertwining their fingers together, then he kissed her knuckles gently before they left her dressing room. They walked down the corridor together with their hands still tightly holding on to the other's once out of her dressing room. They didn't care anymore who saw them together, because they had waited long enough for this.

Elouise was the first out of the group to see them round the corner while they held hands as tight as they were. She began to babble and made the others look towards Margot and Tom. Both of them smiled at the group before stopping close-by to them. Peyton was the first to move away from the group and he got closer towards Margot and Tom. He eyed Tom up with seriousness set on his features, not that the look lasted for very long, as it soon was replaced with a smile and he hugged Tom. He knew it would happen. As they hugged Tom felt accepted as the man who made Margot happy. Finally best friend approved. Of course Peyton hugged Margot next and the rest of the group were quick to join in too, expressing their happiness about the union. Although Marcus knew it would happen eventually with someone, but Tom he guessed deserved this. He knew she definitely deserved to be happy and to be loved. Tom, seemingly to be the one, she'd already said as much before they officially got together, in less words but her love for him was implied. Despite that deep down somewhere he still wished it was him instead of Tom.

Soon enough they all began piling out from backstage and heading towards the front of the theatre. Again Tom and Margot uncaring who saw them leaving together. Word had undoubtedly spread like wildfire amongst the audience members of his appearance at opening night, as there were some clear fans among the hanger-ons all over the theatre lobby. Photographers who were outside taking his photo were now standing inside too with their cameras at the ready. Also, the theatre's security were making sure everyone was on their best behaviour and kept their eyes on their celebrity guest.

Not everybody was there for Tom though, as they were approached by people on their way out. To some degree they were expecting it, but for different reasons. The hanger-ons approached them and some critics too came over to praise Margot on her performance. It did feel a little overwhelming, despite her agent talking to her about the attention she was undoubtedly going to get. Albeit just like Tom knows no one can really prepare you for it. Of course there were some people tripping over their own feet to meet Tom. Fangirls gushing and confessing their love to him. In a way it felt oddly weird to Margot now. She was one of those fangirls not all too long ago after all. Even though people spoke to them and took photos with the hanger-ons/fans, as well posing for the photographers. Plus, Margot would never let her friends be neglected either. As she made sure to include them in conversations and she posed for some photos for the photographers with them too. Thankfully these photographers weren't like the ones solely paid to hunt for celebrities like the paparazzi are.

As they spent time talking to the last few of the hanger-ons, they knew it wouldn't be too much longer before they could all leave, especially since most of the photographers had left by this point.

"Margot! Margot, sweetie!" A woman called suddenly from nearby.

Margot searched the lobby for who the voice belonged to. It didn't take long, as Margot's eyes landed on the woman the voice belonged to. Beverly, her Mum. She looked the same from the old photos, including that one time she saw her through the crack of a door when she was a child, when she asked her Dad for a divorce. She obviously has aged since then and has quite a lot of noticeable grey hairs showing too. Other than the obvious changes to her appearance and the memories of stories her Dad told her, she didn't really know her.

Beverly stood not far away from the merch stand in the far corner, some of the staff members were finishing up with the cleaning. Also from what Margot could tell Beverly was with someone who she assumed to be her half brother. Although she almost didn't want to believe her eyes. What was Beverly doing here? Why now after all these years? She never picked up the phone to talk to her nor did she send a card wishing her a Happy Birthday. Beverly never bothered to even try to get to know Margot. Tom automatically noticed how quiet Margot had gotten and her grip had become even tighter, her nails even painfully embedded in his hand.

"Mags?" Tom said softly as he turned her sideways. Only her eyes were remaining fixed on something in front of her, and he didn't like the surprised expression on her face, that seemed to be asking a million and one questions all at the same time.

Tom's eyes soon followed her gaze and saw Beverly standing not far away with a man, who looked like her and appeared to be a few years younger than Margot. It took very little time for the penny to drop. He knew who they were and he protectively pulled Margot closer to his side as they approached.

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