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zefforuins · 3 years
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I want this to happen in Kenobi because I love suffering and also I want a valid reason to not like uncle Owen
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Haikyuu boys and their pets
Characters: Tendou Satori, Daichi Sawamura, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Bokuto Koutarou, Kenma Kozume, Iwaizumi Hajime.
Warnings: Adorableness, wholesomeness, just a lot of fluff with a mention of some odd animals that some people don’t like (Pit bulls, snakes).
A/N: I didn’t look to see if any of these animals are illegal to own in Japan or anything so yeah, but something that’s super annoying is that I type these on google docs and something that happens in docs is that it gives you these title kinda things on the side, so it has the title of this and then the names of the character INCLUDING ALL BUT TENDOU, EVERYONE’S THERE BUT TENDOU. I hate it, it’s so annoying I swear. Also, for some reason a lot of them are fairly short but then Kenma and Iwa’s are really long in comparison.
Update: The thing on the side now shows Tendou’s name.
Word count: 
Tendou S: 307
Daichi S: 257
Ushijima W: 213
Bokuto K: 177
Kenma K: 393
Iwaizumi H: 351
Total: 1698
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.:--/Tendou Satori\--:.
He would have a snake or a lizard of some sort,
I'm thinking of Ball python.
It would be absolutely adorable and he would make it little hats and capes.
He’d call it something really weird but still somehow fitting and adorable,
Like Pumpkin spice or Cookie cutter.
The animals cage would be top notch,
Really big, lots of hiding places, all the other necessities that I forgot the names of, and of course he’s feeding it properly not too much not too little.
I think he’d really like a pet like this because a lot of people are scared of them and think they’re scary and/or creepy,
Like he knows what it feels like to be that thing that people don’t like so he makes sure that they know that someone really likes them.
I also feel like he would have more than one because of this.
He would let them have like a free hour or something where he lets them crawl around on his bed while he just lays there and watches something,
Probably calls it happy hour or something.
If he ever lost one of them he’d put everything on hold until he found it again, nothing is more important than his precious slither babies.
This has definitely happened once and he texted the whole team until they came over to find his house looking like a tornado came in, the only untouched thing was the enclosure because Tendou didn’t want to disturb any of them.
And that’s exactly where they found the missing boop noodle.
Tendou would be so happy he’d just be hugging everyone for their help and then lecture the cute little thing on not scaring him like that again.
He might seem irresponsible but when it comes down to it he can be very responsible, especially over his precious children.
.:--/Daichi Sawamura\--:.
Daichi would have a really strong but gentle dog,
Pit bull.
I don’t care what you say, Pit bull's deserve more love, they’re adorable and very loyal guard dogs, you just have to train them properly.
He found a box outside in an alleyway and it sounded like there was something in it so he went to investigate and saw a little baby Pit bull in it, on the box it said it was free so he decided to take it home and make sure it was ok. He started training it and they’ve been pretty much inseparable since.
He would give it a name that seemed really nice so that people would be less afraid of it,
Sock, Cup, I really think he would name it an inanimate object because… they can’t be scary, right?
Everyday after practise he’d come home and take it for a walk and then they’d come back and cuddle in his bed.
Ok but like, let’s say he found this dog when he was little but then the dog died and so now he uses that as his alarm jjdjdjahdhjj forget I said anything I’m sorry.
I think Daichi would love this dog more than anything, sure he loves volleyball but this is a living breathing thing. His precious furbaby may be scary to others but he doesn’t want it to feel any different because of how it was born. It’s special in it’s own way.
they trust you and know you trust them, WHICH YOU SHOULD.
.:--/Ushijima Wakatoshi\--:.
He, like Daichi, would also have a dog but he would prefer more of a guard dog so that when he goes on late night or early morning runs he can be protected, even though man could definitely protect himself it makes him feel safe.
A Bernese Mountain dog or a Chow Chow sounds like a good fit considering they’re both big, very loyal, dogs.
He would either name it a really basic name, like Dug, or give it a very unique name, like Nesta (Nesta = Pure).
The walks he goes on with this dog are super important to him,
One time he got home really late and he was really tired so he just went to bed without going on one of his routine walks. He woke up at such a random hour and couldn’t fall back asleep because he felt bad for not taking his dog on a walk.
He eventually gave up and took it for a walk at whatever time it was. Anytime he thinks about it he always just says “At least we got to watch the sun rise” ;3.
Will never forget this dog until the day he dies and even after that he’s finding this dog in the afterlife.
It’s his good ol’ pooch. Insert crying sounds.
.:--/Bokuto Koutarou\--:.
One word. Hedgehog.
And he named it something really simple but like also somewhat unique because he didn’t want people to be able to forget it,
Something like Delilah or Benjamin.
Hedgehogs are really good pet’s and make for amazing cuddle buddies so I can see Bokuto’s favourite thing being just laying down or sitting somewhere in silence and just cuddle with this tiny ball of adorableness,
Bokuto is normally all over the place but when he’s right here, cuddling with his hedgehog, he gets really calm and quiet.
Akaashi was so happy when Bokuto got this hedgehog because it calmed Bokuto so much, it straight up stole his job. Insert happy Akaashi noises.
Whenever Bokuto travels anywhere he always makes sure to bring his hedgehog and he definitely bought a bag just for his hedgehog to hide in and he always carries another bag with treats and food and water for it.
Like Tendou, he would also buy and/or make his hedgehog hats and they just look so perfect,
He definitely puts them in with the hedgehogs travel bag.
.:--/Kenma Kozume\--:.
Kenma would have a cat,
It would be a black cat and he’d name it Luna, I refuse to believe otherwise.
He would take this cat to conventions and they’d both be in cosplay,
ie: Luna and Sailor moon, Ash and Pikachu, etc, and he’d make it all from scratch...not me laughing to myself uncontrollably at that unintentional pun.
Sometimes he’d even get Kuroo to come in cosplay to match them and it just makes everything even better.
Kenma and the cat would play games together,
I know this is unrealistic but this is all technically fictional too, but like, since Kenma got this cat when it was a kitten and legit trained it (yes you cat train cats it's a thing) and not even on purpose he just playing games and whenever he gets angry the cat reacts and soon started getting angry with him…
Like father, like son.
I laughed way too hard at that.
Speaking of training, Kenma would try to train it to use the toilet instead of the litter box because he hated cleaning it.
Kuroo probably thought he was crazy for trying but it ended up working.
Fun fact, my sister’s cat taught herself how to use a toilet and no one knows how or why.
Kenma has definitely also trained it to pose and it’s the most wholesome thing to see them posing together.
To sum it up, Kenma’s favourite thing to do with his cat is train it to do cute stuff… like a pokemon… insert pokemon theme song playing quietly in the background.
Every night they cuddle in bed together,
Face to face, none of this cat at the end of the bed, no spooning, they both share a pillow and Kenma has his arm gently placed over the cat.
Kuroo walked in on Kenma actually asleep one day and saw the cat and now his camera roll is just hundreds of pictures of them cuddling.
I have nothing else to say about Kenma and his cat accept that I didn’t think I’d have as much fun writing it as I did, I don’t really like Kenma as much as I like other characters but now… this is all I really want in life AND YOU CAN’T TELL ME YOU DON’T WANT IT EITHER.
I’m just sad that I can’t have this now ;-;
.:--/Iwaizumi Hajime\--:.
Iwa has a bunny, I just see him with a bunny.
I actually see him with two bunnies of different breeds, one would be a Flemish giant, and the other would be a Minilop.
The names he’d give them, I swear, one would be Godzilla but I don’t know which I think it’d be really funny if it was the Minilop though and then the Flemish giant is just vibing with something like Suzy or Mac-n-cheese.
He got the Flemish giant first because he thought having a bunny would be nice and maybe it could calm him down a little… but then it grew to be giant... and he didn’t do his research the breed just sounded cute so all the things he got for it were too small for him and he had to get more but then he didn’t want to get rid of the other stuff soooo, introducing bunny number two!
He refuses to talk about them to Oikawa because he’s scared of what will happen if Oikawa finds out he has a soft spot for fluffy cute things that run around and lick your hands.
If you're wondering, yes, bunnies do lick your hands, I have a Minilop of my own and he loves licking my hands. Probably because there’s salt on them.
I like to think that when he’s really stressed and can’t process his emotions properly he just lays down on the floor and let’s his bunnies come to his aid.
Honestly I’ve done this and it feels really relaxing to just have a bunny hopping around and climbing on you, leaving the occasional lick, this repairs all the bad things that've happened over the week or month, sometimes even just a bad day, and I think Iwa would do this.
He’s also probably someone who takes them on walks and runs, Flemish on the ground running beside him and Minilop in the hood of the hoodie/jacket that he’s wearing backwards.
He’d take a different route entirely just to make sure no one on the team would see him with his favourite little fluffers.
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obeymematches · 3 years
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Hello! May I request for a matchup?
I am a bisexual, Demigirl ENFP-T personality type.
I'd say I'm somewhat independent but would love to have someone by my side to happily live with, I find trust as something that is very important and due to past reasons it can be difficult to earn my full trust. I try to always be a reasonable and mature person, but I can get irritated at a few things (like LGBTQ+ discrimination, racism or plain asshole stupidity) that can tick off a temper, but usually I'm a person of patience, though if I do get really angry then I'm gonna also end up having a mental breakdown later -. I'm fine with waiting and am usually very forgiving. Religiously I'm an atheist, technically ex-christian due to family reasons. I come from Estonia, so I'm bilingual with English and Estonian but am also learning Russian and German. (Thinking of learning Japanese one day too)
I'm a rather fidgety person, fingers always have to be doing something, I can also have rather terrible memory sometimes with things and can forget.
I have low self confidence and self worth, usually struggle to be optimistic and can be rather emotional, also often an absolute empath when it comes to fictional characters for example.
I can be a workaholic and can be terrible at taking care of myself, I easily lose track of time and can forget to eat at times, also have a fuzzy appetite so sometimes I might not want to eat anything at all. I care alot about other people's well being though, for me appearance doesn't matter, I care for the personality and think everyone is beautiful in their own way. I am a short chubby brunette with a boy haircut and brown eyes, my hair is often thick and poofy and sometimes hell to take care of, due to some health reasons I have an itchy scalp and have to often scratch my head. My fashion depends on just if the clothes are comfortable to wear in the moment, that's it. I wear glasses due to a bit of a negative in my sight.
I sometimes struggle to have a balanced sleep schedule and am often stressed.
I hold a strong love for animals and the nature around us. I especially love cats and reptiles and own a cat and a leopard gecko who I would die for.
Fiction is an important part of my life, the moment I get interested in in some show or franchise you can expect me to become an absolute nerd for it, (good example is Pokemon.) I am the type to analyze characters and really care about everything. Books, shows, movies, theatre, anything goes. I really also love music, 60% of the time you can find me listening to music somewhere, maybe even singing, I multitask alot too. My music taste depends on what connections I make to fictional media, especially that of my own, aka stories and characters I've created. My mind is always going like a 1000km/h with all types of thoughts, my own fictional universe only keeps expanding which I wish to share with the world. My dream is to become a writer one day, which I'm very passionate about, and another thing I really want to do one day is travel the world. I also do some art and animation, but intend to keep it as a hobby on the side.
I'm an ambivert, shy and hesitant around new people especially those of higher authority and importance, but incredibly outgoing with the people I'm familiar and comfortable with, never getting tired from them. Affection starved, expect lots of hugs, not that much into PDA tho. For me first impression matter, on my part, I am quick to think that people hate me or are annoyed with me.
Even with my fuzzy appetite I do like food, especially of strong flavour, I tend to seem to like asian or Italian food alot. I'd say I'm decent and cooking but not very good at baking.
Minimalistic, not very demanding when it comes to anything, it's basically like "Better than nothing." would be the type to live in a rather small house one day. Somewhat organized in my own way, sometimes I can act a little OCD though when something is out of place in a manner that it's just - no.
I can be rather talkative, when getting in a conversation with me expect to talk for hours about all types of things, wherever the conversation goes. Even better when it's over a cup of tea or a long walk somewhere outside.
I usually try to be as polite and kind as possible, though I sometimes struggle, I always try to have hope for the world, despite my incredibly pessimistic mindset.
For a partner, I look for someone I can geniuenly be happy and comfortable with, someone I can be open with and not worry about being lied to. I would be incredibly loyal to them and I'd hope them to be as well, of course, I don't get jealous or worked up if they're hanging out with friends. I want them to also be happy, someone I feel like I could spend the rest of my life with. Someone who'd be okay with traveling and seeing the world with, someone I can just have a moment to relax with, sometimes just talk and listen to eachother. Like stated before the appearance for me doesn't matter, it's the personality- what's inside that does. I shall note, the harmless teasing can get to me. Someone who's a geniuenly good person despite whatever flaws they might have.
I hope this is long enough ^^
Hi my dear patient anon! 
guess what time it is!✨
i put a read more because it’s one long post! 
OK so as I read through your request I had Levi, Belphie, Beel and Satan on my mind. Though Belphie is out of the picture fast since you have low self-esteem and if anyone then he probably would take advantage of that. Satan too I think. (I know in general he is viewed as an overall good boy but i feel like he might scare someone with low confidence levels when he is at his worst. also he can be manipulative too if there is a situation)
wait- damn- Simeon also exists (also Mammon? though with him and you it’d be a very rough start)
so after some elimination and comparison between dynamics including Simeon, Levi and Beel I decided to match you with Levi but I highly encourage befriending the other two!  ✨ Simeon because of the similar interests + excellent cooking and Beel because he is a mom-friend + you’d always have something to eat too if he is your friend! 
phew it wasn’t an easy decision but here it is! 
Okay so let’s see Levi
Okay first things first I think we need to change your level of confidence my friend. Which means starting off this relationship as friendship - honestly he is on the same page as you regarding this for similar reasons so you two can relate to the other. But once you gain a healthy amount of sense of self-worth + confidence I think this friendship could develop into a very loving and healthy relationship! 
Just because he is a demon I don’t think he would use you, lie to you, manipulate you or anything similar to that. I mean you have similar interests and in canon Levi shows just the bare minimum of interest to someone whose lifestyle + likes aren’t similar to his. Also you’re his only friend besides Henry so why would he treat you bad I mean come on!!! he’s not stupid!! 
Since your relationship is based on being friends trust will come in time, do not worry! Levi is also picky when it comes to ppl so again as you are in the same boat you understand the other deeply. 
I mean Levi can be serious when the situation calls for it but in general you being with him would give you a nice balance with your maturity. He’s not childish but he has different approaches! Meaning he could learn from you but you could also learn from him! 
Tbh i highly doubt he would ever tick you off either or purpose or not. He is mostly annoyed by stupid ppl (like Mammon) and normies but since you are also into anime you’re safe!  
You having an interest in languages is something he will find fun! if i recall in the devildom there’s only one language? (they speak human for you though) so finding out about human world lore like that through you is going to be fun! also pls learn Japanese with him! (pretty sure he already knows so he could help you practice)
Okay so he can also spiral down due to lack of self-worth + self-love but as his friend you’re not supposed to let that happen!! 
well he also tends to forget about himself but on a side note he is very caring about you and your health so he is faster at taking care of you than himself. That’s why you have to look after the other especially at first when both of your self-worth levels are so low. 
pls tell him he is beautiful he will be flustered for the rest of the day but it’s worth it trust me
he absolutely finds glasses cute af he just has to look at you and !!!  
He’s not big into fashion either, though he would love to cosplay with you so hopefully you are ok with wearing cosplay sometimes!
Also your workaholic tendencies might get to him sometimes? like i’m not saying he is lazy but for sure he could do better. Thanks to your influence he will do better! 
the two of you gushing over fictional characters is just so cute;; think about that!! 
ok he is your #1 supporter of becoming a writer!! pls let him be your beta reader aaaaa
well both of you are passionate so the emount of encouragement happening in this relationship is to die for
him being a shut-in means he’s not very big on traveling, but if he could go with you he’s quick to change his mind! 
he also has trouble balancing a healthy sleep schedule but that just means you two can spend more time together so it’s a win-win situation
pls leave your cat with Satan when you visit Levi’s room because of Henry :( your gecko is more than welcome though!!! 
okay he is also affection starved af but he would never initiate to save his life so here you being an ambivert is helpful!! also it leaves you space to tease him which is always fun! 
regarding food you have a nice balance going on, he is more of a baker and you are the opposite! though cooking/baking with the other is always fun!! when he notices your lack of eating he will make sure to order/bake delicious food from the human world for you! 
well he isn’t the messiest so hopefully your OCd wouldn’t kick in when you spend time in his room. I like to HC that he is actually very clean. If anything is out of place in his room it is because it was meant to be there. Or he was in a hurry. 
about long walks outside you’d probably have to nag him a bit but soon he will realize that it’s actually not so bad.
bby is one of the most loyal demons out there so no worries you’re safe!! however he can be jealous easily so it’s nice that you are also loyal! just make sure to clear boundaries before establishing a relationship! 
he’s not one to tease you but he is very into you teasing him, so that’s that
overall i don’t think this relationship would have huge conflicts - sure, you have to nag him about going out but he is not going to protest once he learns that it’s actually. fun. to go out sometimes. i’m more concerned about the two of you’s self-worth and confidence levels, but again it’s about what you do for growth and it’s not something that can’t be changed if you want to change it. besides these i think it’s a very healthy relationship and you both can be yourselves!  
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star-spangled-eyes · 4 years
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Dirty Mind: Part 1: Simple Man
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This alternate universe fan fiction uses characters created and owned by Pixelberry Studios. Character names, descriptions and likenesses are owned by Pixelberry Studios. Some dialogue and events in Book 1 of TRR are property of Pixelberry Studios. The MC, Bragnae Bennett, and story is created and owned by this author.
Book: The Royal Romance (Alternate Universe)
Alternate Universe Theme: Drake’s perspective  
Pairing: Drake Walker x MC (Bragnae Bennett – *pronounced Brawn-yah)
Warnings for this miniseries: NSFW, Adult content, suggestive and strong language, angst, sex (including character’s thoughts and innuendos)
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A/N: I wrote this miniseries in the first person perspective of Drake Walker. It follows events in Book 1 of TRR, but not everything is as you’d remember it from the story. Some things have been altered to better fit this fanfic.
I really enjoyed getting into the brain of Drake, and I hope you like it too. He’s a stud, and I love his sexual, angsty mind.
There are THREE parts to this miniseries. They will be released tomorrow and the following day. Enjoy!
Word Count for this chapter: 8707
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My name is Drake Walker and I have a dirty mind. I know what you’re thinking. Of course I have a dirty mind, I’m a guy, right? Well, I have to concede that one for that very fact, but it’s more than that. To me, a mind consists of three major influences that can make it dirty.
First, are the things you wish you could say to people, but it wouldn’t be proper including the wide variety of curse words known to the world. Next, are all the crappy experiences in your life that muddy up your outlook. I can admit, I’m snarky, angry a lot and a real pill sometimes, but it all comes with the territory. And last but certainly not least is sex.
What an incredible experience. So incredible that it’s constantly on my mind. Countless dirty questions fill my brain like when is the next time I’m going to fuck someone, where will it be, what position will she be in? Oh, the thoughts are endless. Throw in a particular woman? You’re fucked — mentally. That’s me right now, in case you were wondering. More on that in a bit.
The female body is the most beautiful work of art that God ever created — of course there are exceptions. Like when a woman has a smoking hot body but her personality is so hideous that her sex appeal is lost. At least to me it is. There’s plenty of those around, but thankfully, there are some that surprise you. The ones that have it all — endless talent, sense of humor, dazzling personality, and such stunning looks that you have to pinch yourself to make sure you’re not dreaming.
My brain has been working overtime ever since she walked into my life. Well, butted into my life is more like it. And it’s been hell. Everything was just fine before she came along. Not great, but fine.
I live in the royal palace in a small Mediterranean country called Cordonia. I know what you’re thinking and no, I’m not one of those stuck up noble pricks. My best friend might be the Crown Prince, but he’s not one of those pricks either. If he ever tried to be, I’d damn sure call him out on it. I wasn’t born into this life with a fancy title or hundreds of acres of land in my name.
I was born to wonderful parents, who despite their status as commoners in the kingdom, made me feel like I was the richest kid in the world. Not by money, of course, but with life experiences and lessons only those who work hard for a living can impart to their children.
My dad was a part of the King’s Guard in charge of protecting the two princes before he eventually moved up to Head Guard watching over the King and Queen. He’s Cordonian, born and bred.
My mom stayed at home with me and Savannah, my younger sister. She was born in a small town in Texas in the United States, but stayed in Cordonia after meeting my father during a European college trip she took with her friends.
They fell in love almost immediately and were each other’s best friends. I’ve always looked up to them. Always thought how great it’d be if I could find that too. I often dreamed of meeting a beautiful woman who I not only was in love with, but we were as close as two people could be. Friends, lovers, partners. What a fulfilled life I’d live.
Of course, that meant I’d have to actually find a woman who was willing to put up with my sarcasm, moodiness, and the permanent scowl on my face. And to be honest, it wasn’t looking that great.
Back to the dirty mind thing — don’t worry, I didn’t forget. As I was saying, a dirty mind can develop over time as a result of many things. And I’ve been through a lot in the 27 years I’ve lived on this earth. Okay, fine. It’s not as dramatic and horrible as some people have endured, but I’ve had my fair share of shit thrown at me.
My dirty mind, in particular, consists of many dirty words. You’re listening, so you might as well get used to it now. I cuss... a lot. You would too if you had to hang around the palace every day dealing with snobby, rich assholes who think their shit don’t stink, and that it’s perfectly okay to treat people beneath them like undignified trash. These people have no idea what life truly has to offer. All they care about is their political status in the kingdom, and how they can make more money doing as little for it as they can.
As you can imagine, I have to keep a lot of my thoughts to myself. Unfortunately, you’re going to have hear them all. Consider yourself warned.
My dirty mind also consists of all the shitty things that’s happened in my life that’s left a bad taste in my mouth.
Remember my dad? Head of the King’s Guard? Yeah, well, he was killed while attempting to save the king during an assassination attempt. That sure was nice growing up without a fucking father. I was 13. A brand new teenager with raging hormones and in desperate need of a strong, male role model to keep me on the straight and narrow. It fucking sucked. My dad was everything to me. He was a friend, a teacher, and the best father in the whole world.
When he died, I had to step up to be the man of the house. Sure, my mother was strong — she’d always been strong. But she was having a hard time coping with dad’s death. Savannah was only nine at the time, and was made fragile by the sudden and horrific change in her life.
I didn’t want my mom and sister to worry or feel unsafe with my dad being gone, so I immediately filled that role. And it was fucking hard at first. There was no time for me to cry or grieve because I had to be strong for my family. I had to show them it was all going to be alright even though I had no fucking clue if that was actually true.
My dad’s partner in the guard was Bastien Lykel. He was a great guy. About half my dad’s age, but just as competent. He learned a lot from my dad, but also brought natural talent of his own to the table. Anyway, after we lost dad, Bastien sort of stepped in for us. Not that he ever tried anything with my mom or pretended to be our father — he knew better than that.
On his off duty time, Bastien would spend most of it with my family. He’d tell us stories about working with our dad and help mom with any chores around the house. As time went on, Bastien kept up with what he could, but got increasingly busy with work as he moved up the chain in the King’s Guard.
Mom never really got over dad’s passing. I don’t blame her. I didn’t either. I still miss him every day. But she handled it differently. Money was a real struggle after he passed. It was something she constantly worried about.
Liam, my best friend and prince of Cordonia, talked his father into letting us move into the palace. The king was more than happy to oblige. He was grateful for my dad’s sacrifice so that he may live, and must have noticed how we were struggling. It was kind, and not what I expected as a commoner.
I was 16 by the time we had settled into our new digs at the palace. Savannah was over the moon about it. She always loved hanging around the noble girls her age. She was into all that crap. Fancy dresses, gaudy jewelry, fake smiles. Not that she assimilated to them. Thank God for that. Despite adoring that pretentious life, Savannah remained down-to-earth and never forgot her roots.
It wasn’t long after that when Mom left to move back to the United States. Yeah... wasn’t that swell? Not even a full-fledged adult yet and both parents were absent. Dad died protecting the king, but mom straight up left us. Don’t get me wrong. I love her and will always love her. I know she had to do what she needed in order to deal with losing dad. So did I. But it was hell on Savannah and me.
Mom must have noticed we were strong and independent enough to live on our own. We had stable living quarters at the palace, and were well taken care of in regards to basic needs: food, warmth, shelter. So... she split. Went back to her family ranch in Texas. We talk on occasion, but there’s definitely more than an ocean that comes between us. Hopefully, someday, we can repair that disconnect.
Okay, now that you know a little bit more about me, let me tell you about this girl. Her name is Bragnae Bennett. I first met her in New York when Maxwell, Tariq, and I took Liam to the States for a guy’s only trip — a bachelor party of sorts. Liam would soon have to choose a woman to marry that would eventually rule at his side as Queen of Cordonia. This trip was meant to forget about all of that and have fun – just us guys. At least that was my plan.
On the last night of the trip, we stopped in a crumby bar for a late dinner and drinks. And there she was wearing a white collared shirt, black pants and a maroon apron ready to take our order. Listen, the first time she strolled up to our table, my jaw nearly hit the floor. Luckily, she was looking at the other two as she introduced herself, which gave me a chance to wipe the figurative drool from my mouth.
Long, silky black hair pulled into a messy bun on top of her head, naturally tanned skin, sparkling amber eyes, and delicious curves that would elicit an arousing response in any man. And it did. Maxwell and Tariq were just as captivated as I was, not to mention Liam, who stepped into the bar a minute later. Now it was her turn to be captivated. Of course she was. They all were.
Liam stood six feet and two inches tall – two inches shorter than me, I might add – and he was nothing short of a blonde Adonis. The ladies already swooned for him because he was the prince, but take that title away, and he’d still have no problem adding notches to his bedpost. With his ocean blue eyes and well-proportioned body, Liam was every woman’s wet dream.
So, you can see why Bragnae would immediately turn her attention to him as he made his way to our table that night. We enjoyed our burgers, drank a ton of whiskey, and all stole glances at the goddess that was our waitress. Then, Liam boldly asked her to join us after her shift was over. A part of me was more than happy to have more time to look at her, but a bigger part was annoyed.
Obviously, she was taken with Liam, so there went my chance with her. I never stood a snowball’s chance in hell with women when Liam was around. Yes, I can admit that the good Lord blessed me with attractive features. Brown hair that looked good at any length with eyes to match, a strong jaw line, and the ability to chisel well-defined muscles on my body certainly helped me get laid. It damn sure wasn’t my personality. But with Liam there? It was no contest.
You’d think it’d be easy for me to hate the guy, but I can’t. He’s my best friend. My brother. We’ve been friends ever since we were kids, and we’ve always had each other’s backs. I’d do anything for him, and I have. Dropped out of college, a life I was keen on living away from Cordonia, and came back to keep Liam company after an attempt on his life. I wouldn’t give up my own happiness for just anyone. There’s few people I care about in this world, and Liam is one of them. The rest can all fuck off.
So, as you can see, I put up with all the bullshit for him. He needs me. He needs someone to give it to him straight, to keep him humble, and to keep him safe from all the selfish vultures that lurk around the palace wanting more for themselves than for their Crown Prince.
So, when Liam showed interest in Bragnae, I had no choice but to back off. It was stupid as hell for him to get her hopes up for the one night. Then again, maybe that’s all she wanted. A hook up. From what I understand, none of that occurred. At least a kiss and maybe some light fondling if I knew my friend. But whatever transpired between them that night after they snuck out of the club together was enough to prompt Bragnae to make a life changing decision to temporarily move to Cordonia for the chance to compete in the Social Season to win Liam’s hand.
Ugh. The Social Season. Don’t even get me started on that. As if Liam didn’t already have a parade of ladies vying for his attention, the kingdom made it a season for the prince to choose his future bride.
And Bragnae accepted Maxwell’s invitation to take part in it. I have to admit. I lost some respect for her when I saw her climb aboard our private jet back to Cordonia. I thought she was just another crown chaser, but believe me, I didn’t think that for long. She proved me wrong almost immediately.
I won’t bore you with everything that’s happened since she arrived in Cordonia, for your sake – unless you want me to tell you how many pathetic times I stroked my dick thinking of Bragnae, wishing I was inside her instead. Don’t worry, I’ll give you the highlights though.
Obviously, I wouldn’t be telling you any of this if the damned woman didn’t mean something to me. With her being a suitor for the prince, I knew she was off limits. Maybe that made me want her more. I don’t know. But she was more than just a pretty face and a sexy body. God, the dresses she wears. I get hard just thinking about it. The way she elegantly walks into a room, swaying her hips in an unknowingly sexy way grabs my attention every time. I’m not the only one.
Being the exotic foreigner, Bragnae had captured the attention of many men and even some women with her alluring ways. She truly was the complete package. She knew how to have a good time, spoke her mind, and was gracious, even to those who didn’t reciprocate. And oh boy, did she give me the business. Still does. It’s like I’m her number one target that she attempts to crack. She always wants me to have a good time. What did I do to invite that kind of attention from her?
I’m quite set in my ways, but damn if she hasn’t already broken down some of my walls. I hate her for it. Okay, more like, I hate that she was able to do it. She makes me smile, damn it, and I’ve worked on this scowl for years. How could she do this in such a short amount of time? I’ve come to the conclusion that she’s some sort of temptress. She has to be. Someone with mystical powers of enchanting men, and bending them to her will.
Yeah, I’ve got it bad, but there were specific occasions that led me to believe she might also be into me as well. I know, I know. As I’ve already established, no woman passes up Liam especially for someone like me. So, I’m sure I’m fantasizing about this.
Aside from a few looks and smiles she had cast in my direction at the Masquerade Ball and derby, there were some instances that felt deeper. Like when we went to Lythikos, and that witch Olivia mocked me and my sister for no reason whatsoever except to be cruel. Bragnae stood up to her for my sake, which I wasn’t expecting. I hauled ass out of there wanting some fresh air and a chance to see a meteor shower. Low and behold, Bragnae followed me out.
We ended up having a heartfelt talk that came out of nowhere. I think this was the first time I really started to like her. I was attracted to her from the beginning, but it was when we were lying in a snowbank looking up at the shooting stars above us when I felt a twinge in my heart. I badly wanted to reach out to her, but knew that wasn’t appropriate. As the snow started the fall and we walked back to Olivia’s estate, Bragnae surprised me by slipping her hand into mine.
I instantly felt electricity from her touch. I was almost too stunned to speak. She told me it was for safety, but I could see the truth in her eyes. We had connected in that moment, and holding her hand felt right. There was no way I was letting go. So, we held hands until we reached the manor. Everything changed for me after that night.
Perhaps it was just me and my wishful thinking, but ever since we left Lythikos, I felt that Bragnae was intentionally getting closer to me – physically. It seemed she would find ways to touch my arm during a conversation or sit by me when the opportunity presented itself.
After the Royal Regatta, we went to the beach for a little fun in the sun. She insisted on rubbing sunscreen over my back. I protested only for appearances. Thank God only the ocean could see my face because I was having a hard time keeping my sanity as she rubbed her soft hands up and down my shoulders and back. It sent a shiver down my spine.
Then, she let me return the favor. God, it was amazing. I had a legitimate excuse to touch her… in public… and she was wearing a swimsuit. Up until that day, I hadn’t see more than flirty cleavage when she wore her dresses. She was so close to being naked that day that my heart nearly stopped. As I worked my hands over her back, my eyes traveled down to her glorious ass. Her cheeks slipped out a bit. As soon as I felt my dick twitch, I knew it was time to bail.
We jumped in the ocean soon after that. Seeing Bragnae dripping wet from head to toe quickly moved to the number one slot in my spank bank. The release I had later that day after remembering our shared touches, and seeing her so deliciously drenched by the ocean was amazing.  
And just a few days ago, after we arrived in Applewood, it was my birthday. Liam told Bragnae even though I asked him to not make a big deal about it, damn him. So, Bragnae took it upon herself to organize a night out at a country-western bar in town in honor of my birthday.
If it was anyone else’s suggestion, I would have heartily declined, but I was curious what she had planned, and definitely wanted to see her in a bar setting with a cold drink in her hand. When we arrived, she took me up to the bar and got me a free drink. She chose whiskey – my favorite. She didn’t make me suffer with some embarrassing girly drink. No, she ordered my most favorite libation on the planet.
I let it slip that I thought she was hot, and of course she called me out on it. There was nothing this woman missed. Later on, we found ourselves on the dance floor, and of all people, she shimmied over to me. Even though I told her I was a rotten dancer, she delicately placed her hands on my hips and told me it was as easy as swaying to the beat. She smiled up at me with a glimmer in her eye.
I could chalk it up to it being my birthday, and that’s why I received so much of her attention that night, but the vibes I was receiving from her was more than a friendly gesture. And as if that night wasn’t already better than I anticipated, I willingly shared a sappy story about my childhood birthdays with her, which prompted an unexpected embrace from Bragnae. She pulled me in tightly, her breasts smashed against my chest and her arms clutching my back as she stood on her toes to hug me.
I was stunned for a split second before my brain told me to wrap my arms around her soft, warm body too. She smelled like a fucking angel – citrusy and sweet. It’s my new favorite scent.
You’re all caught up now. Maybe you see what I do, and maybe you don’t. Either way, I’ve got Bragnae on my mind constantly, and it’s becoming a problem. I even began calling her by her last name in an attempt to seem nonchalant and casual on the outside, when I’m really about to hulk out of my own skin because I want her so badly. Hopefully, she couldn’t tell.
I’ve been trying to hide it for the past month now, and it’s becoming more difficult by the day. I don’t want to tell her how I feel, even though I really do want her to know, it’s not right. She’s here for Liam, and that’s that.
It was the morning after the Apple Blossom Festival. Thank Christ that bullshit is over. Bragnae looked cute in her authentic peasant costume, but that was the extent of the excitement for that day. Now, it was time to blow off a little steam.
Liam was actually available this morning for a little work out before he had to attend a few meetings later on in the afternoon. It was nice to have this time with him. Liam had been my work out buddy since we were old enough to start using the gym equipment, which is why both of us are exceptionally toned and buff. I spend a little more of my time in the gym than he does – sometimes three times a day when I’m really bored.
“So, is your dad putting pressure on you to pick a particular suitor?” I couldn’t help but wish they were pushing him away from Bragnae.
“Yes, of course, he is. He and Regina both keep talking up Madeleine.” Liam continued his set of bicep curls.
“And what do you think about her?” I knew what he thought because I thought it too. Again, just hoping for his attention to be swayed to anyone but Bragnae. I focused on pumping up my own biceps as I waited for his response.
Liam gave me a knowing look through the mirror. “She wasn’t good enough for my brother, and she’s definitely not good enough for me. I hate that they’re pushing her onto me like this. I feel bad for her in a way,” he said as he returned the weights to the rack. “She was so close to becoming queen before Leo abdicated the thrown, and now she’s back to try again. It’s pathetic.”
I loved when he was candid with me. He knew he can trust that I wouldn’t repeat his words. That’s what best friends are for. Support and total discretion. “She’s passionate at least,” I laughed thinking about her desperate need for the political spotlight.
Liam wiped his face with a towel. “Passionate for the crown, maybe. But me? It’s all a fucking show. If she’s chosen, I doubt we’ll even fuck. She hasn’t once tried to kiss me when we’ve had moments alone. All the others have. I don’t even think she likes men.”
All the others have. I shuddered at the thought of him being with Bragnae. I hoped to God they hadn’t had sex yet. I haven’t quite figured out what type of woman she was in that regard. What I do know is that she’s smart and adventurous. She dresses provocatively, but with a certain elegance. Who knows if she’s promiscuous or not?
I’m torn on the topic. I love a bold woman who knows what she wants and takes it. It’s nice when a girl comes with experience, but she’s also not just giving it away to anyone who asks for it. If that’s how Bragnae was, I would be happy to know that. Still, I couldn’t bring myself to ask Liam if they’ve gone that far. We’ve talked about sex plenty of times, but this was different. It might be too hard to listen to Liam tell me about how she was in bed. It’s something I’d rather find out for myself.
“Yeah, Madeleine stands out to the masses, but definitely not your style.”
Liam took a swig of water. “I’ll tell you, though, I really like Bragnae.”
Fuck. “Oh, yeah?”
“Drake, she’s amazing. She’s not only beautiful, but she’s insightful too. I feel like I can tell her anything. The people seem to like her, the press too. I’m really hoping my father and Regina give her a chance.”
Damn it. He really likes her. Am I fucking surprised? No. She is amazing. No doubt about that.
“What do you think of her?” Liam asked.
How do I answer this without making it sound like I really like her too? “I think she’s great. She doesn’t seem to have her head in the clouds like most of these women, and she’s genuine. You know that’s always something I can appreciate.” Okay, that was good. Very Drake of me to say. I think that was good enough and wouldn’t blow my cover.
 “I’m glad you agree.” He said, taking a seat on one of the benches. He looked down at the floor with a smile on his face. “That body. She’s so fucking hot. I wish I could spend more time alone with her. I hate the fucking tight schedule they keep me on.”
I blew out a slow breath of relief. Sounded like he hasn’t gone all the way with her. Normally, at this point, he’d be boasting about his opportunity to be with her, but instead he was pining over it. But how long would it last?
“Yeah, I can imagine how rough it is.” They pull him in every direction they can. I wish he’d just tell them to shove it up their ass once in a while. “You’re the prince, man. Do what you want.” Why the fuck am I encouraging this? I hate myself.
Loud music was suddenly audible through the walls alerting us both. As we left the gym, Liam and I walked down the hall to a room where the door was cracked open a bit. Liam pulled it open the rest of the way, and halted in his tracks.
I noticed a stunned look on his face before I saw what was happening inside the room. I stepped up to the doorway, next to Liam, and saw Maxwell leading a choreographed dance flanked by Hana and Bragnae. My mouth fell open in shock as my eyes poured over Bragnae’s body.
She wore a hot pink sports bra top and black spandex leggings that were glued to her skin. Kevin Rudolf’s Let it Rock blared over the speakers as they danced in sync with each other. The beat was fast paced and lively. I actually liked the song – even more so now that I watched Bragnae dance to it.
She moved with ease, spinning, dipping, twirling in rhythm with the song, and it was mesmerizing. The way her hands explored her own body so seductively made my dick jump. Oh, fuck. She just bent over. Now, she and Hana were slowing it down, mirroring each other as they slowly dropped to their knees on the floor. Pumping their bodies on the ground and thrashing their long hair from side to side. Within seconds, the ladies slowly rose again.
I glanced at Liam briefly to see his reaction. He was enthralled, just like me. I was rarely jealous of Liam, but this was definitely one of those times. Not because he was the prince, and not because Bragnae was one of his suitors, but because he could watch her now – unguarded. He could look at her without suspicion as to why he’s fucking her with his eyes.
If anyone saw the way I was watching her with insane hunger and need, they’d think I was a creep or an asshole for gawking at one of the prince’s suitors. How I wished I could look at her openly the way I wanted to. So much of my life nowadays was kept in secret because so much of my life was consumed by Bragnae.  
I had no idea she could dance like this. It was like watching a strip tease, without the stripping of course. God, I wish she was taking off her clothes, too. Damn it. She was confident in her body as she thrusted her pelvis to the beat three times. And there went my dick again. I had to readjust because the pesky thing wouldn’t stay down. I was wearing athletic shorts. Thank God they’re black. My hard-on won’t be as prominent.
The song came to a close as the girls ended in a pose with their backs arched and an arm stretched above their heads. Maxwell did his own pose, not that I gave a shit about how he looked. My eyes were trained on Bragnae. My heart raced and I was breathing quickly all of a sudden. I hadn’t realized it until now. I wanted an encore… bad.
Liam started clapping, which got their attention. Fuck. I wasn’t ready to be exposed as an onlooker yet. My dick was still hard.
“That was phenomenal,” Liam said as he made his way over to them. The room they were dancing in was quite large. It was a multipurpose room used for collective work out routines such as their dance and whatever else the royal family wanted to use it for.
I watched Bragnae as she spun around to face Liam with a surprised expression. Apparently, despite the few times she turned around in our direction, she hadn’t noticed she had an audience. Then, her eyes focused on me. A brief smile crossed over her lips before she looked away. She was embarrassed? Why? That was unbelievably hot. If I could hit replay somewhere, I would.
My dick finally gave me a break, so I walked into the room to where they were standing.
“Are you three practicing for a show that I’m unaware of?” Liam asked with a sparkling smile.
Maxwell laughed. “Nah. The girls just wanted to work out in a fun way, so we put together a flirty routine. You know me. I’m always up for dancing.”
“Yes, and it was incredibly exhilarating!” Hana said with enthusiasm, albeit a bit breathless. “I’ve never danced like that in my life. My mother would have a heart attack if she saw that.”
Yeah, I bet she would. That dance was pure sex.
“And you, Lady Bragnae? Do you dance like that often?” Liam asked politely, but I knew he wanted to see if there’d be a repeat performance in the future.
We were both thinking with our dicks in that moment. And I couldn’t blame him. I was still in awe of what I just witnessed, so I was perfectly fine letting Liam speak to satisfy both of our curiosities. I did my best reconnaissance when I observed with my eyes rather than inquired with my mouth anyway – usually because my words would get me into trouble.
Bragnae nodded as she finished taking a long drink from a water bottle. Her chest glistened from the work out, and her quick and heavy breaths pushed her breasts out every time she inhaled. Goddamn. I raised my gaze to her eyes again in an effort to keep my dick out of the matter. No need to awaken him again. Not until I could at least be alone.
“I dance recreationally like this from time to time, but I’m not a part of a crew or anything. Just for fun.” Bragnae offered up a dazzling smile as she regained control of her breath again.
“I asked the other ladies if they wanted in on this, but Kiara declined saying she was too good for it. Penelope always mimics Kiara’s responses, so she was out. Madeleine acted like she didn’t even hear me when I asked, and Olivia said, and I quote ‘dream on, home boy’.” Maxwell shook his head and chuckled.
Liam extended his arm to the three of them. “Well, why don’t we all walk next door and grab a protein shake. Drake and I just finished working out as well.”
Hana’s face lit up with excitement at the suggestion, and Maxwell put some equipment away before he started for the door. I waited until Bragnae agreed before I turned to leave the room. I was sure Liam was waiting to walk next to Bragnae as they left the makeshift dance studio, so I wasn’t even going to try.
It was convenient for me that Liam also enjoyed working out, and considered it as much of a hobby as I did. That meant that as we got older, the gym equipment got better and there was a small protein stand built into the estate. Here at Applewood and back at the palace.
I made it to the counter first. With chocolate and vanilla protein powders as options, they also offered a few other flavors as add-ins. I would shake it up from time to time, but my favorite was chocolate-cherry. I placed my order with Jean, the middle-aged woman that worked the counter, and stepped back for the others.
Maxwell ordered a chocolate-banana, Hana got chocolate-strawberry. Like I guessed, Liam and Bragnae strolled up a minute later in a slow paced walk. He offered for her to order ahead of him, but she declined so she could look at the options. Liam asked for vanilla-strawberry, his favorite.
Bragnae stepped up to the counter. “May I have a chocolate-cherry, please?” Jean nodded, and turned away to fix the drinks.
I looked down to conceal my smile. She ordered the same thing as me. I knew she had good taste.
“Drake? Here you go, honey.” Jean placed my shake on the counter.
I walked up to retrieve it. Bragnae was still standing there when she looked over at my drink. I removed the wrapper to the straw Jean had set next to the cup, and pierced the plastic lid.
Bragnae’s eyes met mine as I smirked. “You ordered the same thing as me, by the way.”
She beamed. “I did? Well, we have good taste.”
“That’s exactly what I was thinking.” Before I could think of what to say next, Jean had placed the other orders on the counter. I got out of their way and walked to a nearby table. The others joined me along with their shakes.
“You know, ladies, you’re welcome to work out in the gym, too, if you want. Here and back at the palace. I’d be happy to show you a thing or two if you need assistance.” Liam, the ever-willing prince. I chuckled at his invitation. This was guy code for, I’d love to see more of you in your tight clothes while working up a sweat. And then maybe we could take a shower together afterwards.
I knew my best friend, and I knew myself. We were both thinking the same thing. However, I doubt that comment was intended for Hana even though she was also beautiful and beyond talented in almost every capacity.
“That’s nice of you to offer, Your Highness,” Hana said before taking a drink.
“We got quite the work out in today. Full-body. Do you guys do that every time you’re in the gym?” Bragnae asked. She looked to Liam and then to me.
Liam had just taken a swig of his shake, so I answered. “Nah. We break it up. Today was just arms and abs.”
I kept my gaze on Bragnae as her eyes shifted down the length of my arm. She had her elbows on the table holding her shake up just below her chin. Her fingers absentmindedly moved the straw in and out of the lid as her eyes locked on my bicep.
I know I shouldn’t have, but I knew she was impressed, so I clenched my fist and flexed my bicep for a split second to gauge her reaction. I smiled inside as I saw her lightly gasp before taking a drink and looking away.
“Ooh, Bragnae, we better get going if we want to shower before the next event,” Hana said looking at her watch.
Oh, nice. A shower. Are they going to shower together? That’s what Hana made it sound like, or maybe that’s what my dirty mind wanted me to hear. Either way, picturing Bragnae naked in a hot and steamy shower was definitely an image I wanted to fill my mind with. If Hana happened to be showering near her, that’d be okay too. But I’d prefer to be in there with Bragnae instead.
“And what is the next event for you ladies?” Liam asked.
Bragnae and Hana stood from the table, prompting the rest of us gentlemen to do the same. “We are having tea with the queen. All the ladies are expected to be there and on time.” Bragnae emphasized the last part with a different inflection in her voice and widened eyes.
Liam laughed. “Yes. It’s best not to keep her waiting.”
“Oh, I know. If I’m late for another event, Bertrand will give me a very stern talking to for ‘besmirching House Beaumont’.” Bragnae spoke emphatically, and teased Maxwell by pinching his cheek.
“You and me both,” Maxwell told her. “Now, get going, so Bertrand stays off both of our asses.”
Bragnae laughed and waved before turning to walk away. My eyes traveled down to her magnificently presented ass. There should be a standing rule that Bragnae always be in tight, spandex leggings when she wasn’t wearing a dress. Jesus Christ, she could stop traffic. And I’m getting hard again. Time to go.
“Alright, I’m going to get cleaned up as well. I’ll see you fellas later.”
~
The next day was the traditional fox hunt for the royal party. Our ancestors used to hunt fox for sport, but today, the event only retains its name. Good thing too because I bet over half of these so-called nobles had never even held a gun, let alone knew how to use it.
This was actually an event I was happy to be a part of. We had to ride horses across a three mile trail through the woods and a bit of the mountains. This was my forte. Growing up with a mother who lived on a ranch in her youth, I was practically raised on a horse. I got up early and headed to the stables to pick out my horse for the day before the fussing nobles ruined the experience.
Since Lonestar, my mother’s horse, was at the stables near the palace, I had to find a different steed. Natalia was always my choice when we came to Applewood. We got along well, and she was better for more experienced riders anyway. She liked to run, so I thought I’d take her out to the field before the fox hunt to stretch her legs a bit.
After she was saddled up, I hopped on, and led her out to the field to trot, being sure not to tire her out too much before the trail ride.
Before long, the nobles had assembled and the fox hunt had begun. I was at the end of the procession, but I led Natalia to the sidelines, so we could pass a few people. There was no way I was going to be stuck behind Penelope while she was telling her hundredth story about her poodles that morning. Plus, I wanted to find Bragnae.
After seeing how she ogled the muscles in my arm, and not Liam’s, I figured it was time to stop playing this game. I needed to start being nicer to her, and explain myself. She deserved that. And out of all the people I wanted to be a prick to, she wasn’t even on the list. So, it would end today.
As I made my way through the trail, the crisp air was refreshing. The woods surrounded the manmade path. It was beautiful, save for the bickering nobles. I shook my head in disgust at them. It was a shame they couldn’t appreciate what was around them. Just shut the fuck up, and enjoy the ride.
I finally saw Bragnae up ahead. She was on a black horse – oh, wait, that was the horse who won the derby. Huh. I wondered how she happened to possess her. Bragnae was riding alongside Hana who was showing her some sort of dressage move. I smirked thinking about Hana’s plethora of talent.
I wasn’t going to intrude on their moment, so I kept my pace and position in hopes that Hana would ride off eventually. My patience had paid off as Hana rode ahead a minute later. Now was my chance.
I squeezed my legs around Natalia and gave her a slight kick with my heels to give her the sign to trot ahead. When she approached Bragnae and her horse, I pulled back on Natalia’s reins to keep up with Bragnae’s horse.
“Hey, Bennett. You look nice.” She did, too. She managed to find a rider’s outfit. A maroon jacket and tight, brown pants with knee-high boots.
Bragnae pulled back in surprise. “Wow. Opening with a compliment, huh? You feeling okay?”
I chuckled. “Yep. Just fine.”
“I’m surprised to see you out here today. I would have figured all the nobles would have repelled your desire to join us.”
“This is actually something I love doing. Riding horses, I mean. And it’s entertaining to watch the stuffy nobles fuss over their blazers. It amazes me how much they’re missing what’s around them, though.”
“Is that why you’re smiling more today?”
I couldn’t help but smile again as I looked at her. “It has more to do with who I’m riding next to.”
She feigned a surprised gasp, complete with a hand over her heart. “A second compliment!”
“If you’re lucky, you might get a third.” I loved bantering with her. It was always fun.
“Oh, then let me find a four-leaf clover really quick.” She winked at me with that dazzling smile I liked so much.
I sighed giving Natalia a couple pats on her neck. It was time to be honest with her. I needed to explain why I’d been such an ass to her. “You know, when we first met, I wanted to dislike you so badly.”
Genuine surprise highlighted her face. “Why?”
“Well, you were crashing Liam’s bachelor party. That was supposed to be our last night out together before all this nonsense. I don’t get to spend much time with him, and now, I’m lucky if I get to spend five minutes with him before a noble girl throws herself in front of him.” I also didn’t want to like you because I knew I couldn’t have you. Wish I could tell her that.
I looked over at her to see a somewhat pained expression. “Sorry. I didn’t mean…”
“I knew what you meant.” There was compassion in her eyes. Thank God. The last thing I wanted was her thinking I was insulting her in any way.
“Anyway, I know we got off to a bad start, but somewhere along the way,” I paused to gather my courage, “…things changed.” I hope she could read between the lines.
“I wanted to dislike you too,” she replied.
Now it was my turn to be surprised. “You did?”
“Well, yeah! I mean, you were a total dick to me.” She turned toward her horse, stroking its mane. I was a complete dick to her, and I hated that I did that. “But now…”
“Now?” My nerves were making my hands shake. I gripped the reins tighter as I waited for her response.
“It took time, but I figured out that you’re actually human under all those scowls.”
I shook my head as a smile crept over my lips. She wove a joke into her reply, and it was the cutest damn thing. Now the air was cleared, and it felt good. “Well, this has all been touching, but I need to rescue Liam from his family for a couple minutes. I’ll see you later.”
“I hope so,” she grinned.
Damn, that went well. I heeled Natalia again to get her to trot towards the front of the procession.
Soon, the trail led everyone to an old village where we would all have dinner. I was starving and very much looking forward to eating the giant feast. As everyone got in line to be served, I saw Tariq and Bragnae talking just ahead of me. His body language suggested that he was into her. I knew from the bachelor party in New York that Tariq was attracted to her, but he hadn’t done much more than mention it at the time. Not that I saw anyway.
As I moved forward in the line, I watched Liam trade places with Tariq. His body language was even more obvious. Liam had it bad. I could easily recognize when he was really into a woman, and there was no mistaking it here. But the stakes were even higher this time around. Liam was looking to pick a bride, a future queen. I didn’t know if he was in love with her, but he’d been much more preoccupied with her than any other girl I’d seen him with.
Later that evening after we got back from the ride, I helped the stable hands corral the horses and take their saddles off before I headed to my room. It had been a long day, but despite the length of the ride and being outdoors all day, I wasn’t ready to call it a night.
I needed to see Bragnae again. For some reason, I felt that I didn’t get my fill of her today. Then again, I felt like that every day even when I was with her. Maybe she’d like to go to the gym with me for a late night work out. Would that be too obvious that I wanted to spend time with her?
I decided I didn’t give a shit about that. Some of her signals made it seem like she was into me, so maybe she’d be happy to come along. I changed into a razorback tank top and athletic shorts and made my way to her room. I hoped she wasn’t asleep yet or otherwise busy. Her room wasn’t too far from mine. Liam made sure of that. At the beginning of the Social Season he had asked me to keep an eye on her. At first, I was unsure about it, but that quickly changed. If anything, I was grateful that I had an excuse to be hanging around her.
I came up to her room, and the door was wide open. Does the woman not enjoy privacy? I peeked my head in the door frame searching the room with my eyes before spotting Bragnae straddling the floor, resting on her knees. Her hands pressed against the floor in front of her as she slowly moved up and down.
My eyes nearly bulged out of my head. What the hell was she doing? She was still wearing her riding pants, but had removed her blazer and took her hair out of the bun it was in, and cascaded it over one shoulder. I was frozen. Only my eyes could move.
Bragnae’s eyes were closed, and I watched as her full lips transformed in what looked like agony to relief. It was incredibly erotic to watch her in this way. My dirty mind pictured myself underneath her. I wouldn’t mind at all if she wanted to ride me like that. Seeing her now made it easy to imagine her legs squeezing my hips as she felt every inch of my dick inside her.
My hardened and impatient cock brought me out of my trance. I needed to make my presence known before someone noticed I was just standing in her doorway watching her like some fucking pervert.
“Need a hand there?” Fuck. That was my dick talking. Why did I say that? Fuck.
Bragnae’s eyes snapped open, and an embarrassed smile crossed over her lips. “Hey, Drake.”
“Whatcha doin’?” I was genuinely curious.
Bragnae slowly stood up. “I was just stretching. It’s been a while since I last rode a horse.”
Hmmm. Could that also mean it’s been a while since she’s ridden a man that way? I know if she rode a stallion like me, she’d be sore. No getting around that. Her inner thighs would strain to hold onto me as I would thrust into her over and over again making her come so hard she’d struggle to breathe after her screams of pleasure finally subsided.
I cleared my throat to push the thought out of my mind. “I ride pretty regularly, so I’m used to it by now.”
“What are you doing for the rest of the night?”
I’d love for the answer to be you. “I was actually going to head down to the gym, and I was going to ask you if you’d like to join me, but I guess you probably don’t feel up to it being sore from the ride.”
“No, I can still go,” she said immediately with a smile. “Just give me a minute to change.”
Wow. Cool. So, she doesn’t mind working out even as sore as she is. I didn’t want to get too excited, but I was pretty sure it was because of me. At least I hoped so.
I nodded after processing her response. “Yeah, sure. I’ll just be outside.” I closed her door behind me, and leaned against the wall.
My heart was starting to race again, and butterflies fluttered in my stomach. I took a couple deep breaths to calm my nerves. After another minute, her door opened and Bragnae emerged wearing an electric blue sports bra top, similar to the one she danced in, and black spandex leggings to match. Her stomach and lower back were completely bare.
My dick took over again. It was making my eyes get lost in her body that was standing so close to me that I could feel the heat between us. I had a sudden urge to tuck the tip of my finger just beneath her waistband, and roll it across her pelvis, undoubtedly making her tremble. My gaze traveled up to her top where the most spectacular cleavage I’d ever seen peeked out.
The tightness of her outfit pushed her breasts up and together. If I wasn’t mistaken, I was pretty sure she had pulled that zipper in the front of her top down even more than it had been the other day. She was flirting with her clothes, and I was completely onboard with that. If she only knew what her outfit was doing to me.
Thank Christ my brain woke up in time to save me from myself as my eyes returned to hers. “Shall we?”
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I say we take a second to appreciate the positive. The writing of DR is a shitshow, yeah, but what are your favorite things about the series?
Honestly, I like some of the writing in DR. If it was all just terrible writing, then I wouldn’t play the game. It’d be the anime all over again-- nothing but terrible writing and horrible characters and I’d just avoid it like the plague. Nah for the most part, I think the writing is pretty good. The plot is a really interesting concept. The lore about Despair is fucking stupid, but the backstory of Hope’s Peak is good, and the Kamukura Project is great. The fact that Hope’s Peak’s own hubris and cruelty and ambition is the thing that eventually brought them down is a really good twist. The individual characters are written well, including the way they interact with each other. There’s just a few characters/relationships that are written horribly that stick out: Maki, Chiaki, KaiMaki, Junko, Shuichi. And they stick out because they’re written so horribly compared to the rest of the game. The same writing is also responsible for characters like Nagito, Hajime, Izuru, Kokichi, Kaede, Celeste, Kyoko, Makoto...And that just baffles me. How can you write characters that are so fun and interesting, and then shove these horrible Mary-Sues down my throat? (Fanservice! That’s how! Fanservice is the devil of all fictional media!) 
But my favorite things about the series-- 
1. The characters. This is DR’s absolute strongest point. If I don’t like the characters in something, then I’m never going to enjoy it, no matter how interesting the lore or plot is. I love the majority of characters in DR, and the ones that I hate vehemently are the ones that actively strive to ruin the story with their awful writing. Other than them, the rest of the characters are good. They’re consistent, they’re solid, they’re interesting, they’re fun to learn about and interact with (even if their backstories are wtf???? sometimes). I hate Byakuya, but he’s written well. He makes sense as a character and he serves his function. Same with Hiyoko. So I still don’t view those characters as ‘negatives’, because they’re well-written, and I don’t dread it when they speak. They’re fun to hate. Every piece of media needs someone you can hate. Most of the characters are super fun and interesting. I love seeing content of them, hearing them speak, learning more about them, etc. I would never have played the games if I hadn’t liked the characters. Plus, I find more and more that I like large-cast media because there’s so much more opportunity for character. You get such a large ensemble of different personalities and it’s fun. Plus, if you have a bunch of completely different people, the odds are more likely that I’ll love at least one. Whereas in most main-character + love interest focused media, I hate both the MC and LI, and so the whole thing is ruined for me. In large-cast media, I can hate the main character and/or their lover, but love the rest of the cast and go through it for them. 
2. The plot. The backstory and plot surrounding Despair is the stupidest fucking thing I’ve ever heard. Completely unbelievable. Outlandish. Ridiculous. But, the plot as a concept is really fun. The idea of the killing game and being trapped there and having nothing to do but make friends or kill each other leaves so much room for character growth and fun drama. It’s like those “mysterious mansion dinner party murder” books but better. And the backstory and plot surrounding Hope’s Peak is actually fairly decent, and interesting, if you take the ‘Despair’ bits away from it. 
3. The moral ambiguity. This might not be DR’s strongest appeal to people, but it is the most important thing to me in any piece of media. I need moral ambiguity. I can’t get interested in a piece of fiction if there’s absolutely no sense of moral ambiguity at all. If it’s just black-and-white “good hero defeats evil villain”! Then I’m going to be bored and angry and I’ll never read/watch/play it. There’s nothing I despise more than black-and-white hero stories. I need moral ambiguity. It’s a theme that I prize above everything else in fiction. I need my fiction to reflect the greyness of the real world. That real people aren’t good or evil, they just have motives and they act on those motives according to their personalities. That no one is good or bad; bad people do good things, good people do bad things, etc. DR2 is literally that theme, tied up in a nice little bow. None of the characters are ‘good people’ after Despair (except the little Mary Sue!!!), but they all are shown to be worthy of life and friendship and love anyway. They show that they can do good things as well. Plus, there’s the theme of all the murders being “for good reasons”, and you have to decide for yourself if that’s true or not. And the question of “are they really evil for committing a murder when they were forced to by threat of Monokuma?” Hajime is the closest thing we get to a morally ambiguous protag, and that’s why I love him. Makoto is definitely a ‘good person’, but his character isn’t used to preach some moral theme about goodness. He falls in love with Kyoko, who’s the second shadiest person in the cast. And he’s best friends with Sayaka, who is the shadiest person in the cast. And he defends them, even when they do bad things. This theme right here, about being allowed to do bad things and have it be recognized by the writing and other characters, is what separated Sayaka from Chiaki for me. It’s why I like one and hate the other. 
This is also why I hate Shuichi. His character is used for nothing but toting around this moral stance of Kaito’s black-and-white good-and-evil “belief”. Shuichi’s character arc outright destroys any of the moral ambiguity in DRV3. And this is a huge part of why I hate Junko. She’s just a purely evil villain with no other personality and no motives. She has no opportunity to show ANY good traits at all. She’s just pure evil, for evil’s sake. Literally. And honestly, this also serves to make Chiaki more obnoxious too. Being the only faultless one in a cast full of ex-terrorists? Fucking lame. And the writing portrays her like she’s a perfect angel hero, who never does anything wrong (even though she does a lot of selfish, shitty things in the game and she’s a horrible person too), because of course! you’re not allowed to hate Mary Sues. There can’t be any such thing as flaws in a Mary Sue, and they can’t do anything wrong, otherwise you’d have a valid reason to hate them! And you can’t hate them because they’re the best character!!!! Anyway, you might be thinking “how come you hate Maki? She’s the definition of moral ambiguity!” Nah bro, she’s the definition of denial and hypocrisy. She and everyone else ignore and deny and cover up all the bad shit she does and insist that she’s a “good person” for absolutely no reason. She never shows any good sides. Then she and everyone else go around talking down to and hating every other cast member for being “bad” when idk?? They’re not fucking serial killers so I’d say they’re better off. And we’re not allowed to acknowledge her flaws or hate her for them, because it’s all part of her tragic backstory!!! 
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Olicity Tropetastic Awards: Season Two
Island rescues, trips to Russia, Vertigo, jealousy, and Mirakuru soldiers. The season of ‘will they or won’t they’ and ‘everyone at Queen Consolidated already thinks they are.’ He thought it’d be better to not be with someone he could really care about. She will always be his girl. He was not alone, and she believed in him. 
There was a lot to love about Arrow’s second season, and there was even more fanfic to love!
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@memcjo’s recs:
Pick Me Up (and put me back together again) -  Imagine036
Oliver Queen never panics, but he’s panicking now. Slade has him backed into a corner and the older man knows it. He's in Oliver’s line of sight then, and he freezes when he takes in the scene before him. His heart stops as he realizes Slade has managed to take him by surprise once again.
**Award: Best Use of Our OTP being the OTP to end all other OTPs!**
I Am Not Broken! - @hope-for-olicity
Set early in Season 2, Felicity breaks her leg and Oliver freaks out a bit
**Award: Best Use of the Sweetest, Most Protective, A Bit Jealous, and Also Loving Oliver Queen looking out for the Love of His Life~Felicity Smoak**
Sometimes it lasts in love (and sometimes it hurts instead) -  sarcastic_fina
After five years away, Laurel returns to Starling City in hopes of reuniting with Oliver, only to find he's moved on.
**Award: Best Use of LL accepting Olicity and moving on**
Quiet Knocking - @allimariexf
Missing scene from 2x03: Broken Dolls. After Felicity offers herself up as bait for the Dollmaker.
“Felicity. You got caught by a serial killer.” The words came out harsher than he intended.
Instantly, Felicity’s defenses rose. “I was trying not to!”
Her flippant attitude was exactly what he didn’t need to hear. It meant she wasn’t taking her own safety seriously, and it made him angry. “Well try harder, next time!”
**Award: Best Use of the Push and Pull of Attraction that is Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak**
Mutual Release - @dust2dust34
Set in Season 2.5. Mutual frustration leads to other mutual things.
**Award: Best Use of SEXY TIMES, Slow-Burn Olicity**
God Bless Gray Sweatpants -  somewhereelse
Season 2.5 AU. Felicity finds herself in the freshest of hells as Oliver stumbles upon what it takes to break her careful control.
**Award: Best Use of ORST with an Oblivious Felicity and Determined Oliver!**
can’t escape this now - @callistawolf
Oliver Queen, scion of a wealthy and powerful family, returns home from his exile to Russia to find that his mother has plans for his future that he wants no part of. Unfortunately, it's not really up to him and neither is it up to Felicity Smoak, who is about to find out what sort of man her father truly is. MOB AU
**Award: Best Use of Enemies-to-Lovers with a side of Crazy Ex Trope**
@blondeeoneexox’s recs:
The New Normal -  RosieTwiggs
Oliver and Felicity are exposed to a new drug, compliments of The Count 4.0. It quickly becomes obvious that the effects will change their relationship forever, especially after Caitlin gives them the really bad news: it's self replicating, every 24 hours, and she's not sure how soon she'll be able to find an antidote. In the meantime, they're going to have to find a way to come to terms with their new normal.
**Award: The Fic I Cant Get Enough Of (And Need More Of!)**
Almost, but Not Yet -  CSM
Time Travel. Season 6 Felicity accidentally finds herself in the past and meets Season 2 Olicity.
**Award: The Cutest, Most One Of A Kind Olicity Fic I Think I’ve Ever Read**
The Meaning of Flowers - @yet-i-remain-quiet
Five times that Oliver gives Felicity flowers. Pre-Olicity
**Award: Softest, Sappiest, Most Thoughtful Oliver**
@msbeccieboo’s recs:
Be Kind, Rewind - @dust2dust34
“Oliver,” Felicity said, grabbing his arm and turning him. “Kiss me.” (Set in first half of S2 somewhere...)
**Award: Best second first kiss**
It’s a Wonderful (Vigilante) Life, or Every Time a Bell Rings, an Angel Gets Unlimited Data - @it-was-a-red-heeler
If Oliver hadn’t told Felicity he loved her in 2.23, when would she have said it? What if the answer was “never”?
A missing scene from 2.23.
**Award: Best ‘what if’ moment**
@it-was-a-red-heeler’s recs:
Stay with Me -  watcherofworlds
No matter how hard she tries, Felicity can't wipe away the memory of the Count's touch. Then Oliver brings her comfort and some much needed company
**Award: Sweetest First Kiss**
The Importance of Scruff - @hope-for-olicity
Arrow Season 2 story set shortly after they return from Russia in 2x06. Felicity meets a nice man and decides to go on a date.
**Award: Best Use of a Babbling Oliver**
@smoaking-greenarrow’s recs:
What Happens in Russia - @jesileighs
Several months have passed since Oliver told Felicity he didn't want to risk their friendship by trying to fix their relationship. The team is celebrating a victory in Russia when the vodka gets the best of them. Again. Will what happened in Russia stay in Russia?
Sequel/Follow Up to "Secrets, Secrets Are No Fun" and "Ease the Pain"
**Award: Best ‘Drunk in Russia/Talking about the Isabel thing’ Trope**
Plus One -  sherlylikeswaffles
Set somewhere during S2, Oliver is CEO and Felicity his assistant. When he gets a wedding invitation, he accidentally makes her his plus one. So they go to a wedding together...just as friends, of course.
**Award:  Best ‘Be My Date to this Wedding’ Trope**
Deceive, Inveigle, and Obfuscate - MachaSWicket
When a threat to Felicity's safety isn't something that Oliver can put arrows in, the team has to look for different kinds of solutions to assorted legal problems. Diverges from canon during S2 mid-season break. Written as a thank you to my lovely tumblr friends.
**Award: Best ‘Fake Married’ Trope**
Dark Stranger -  paynesgrey
Felicity must make peace with Oliver's choice, even if it means turning her attention to a charming and mysterious stranger. Her attentions to someone else, however, do not go unnoticed. COMPLETE.
**Award: Best ‘Protective Oliver’ Trope**
You’ll Always Be My Girl (or Felicity’s first scar and Oliver’s lecture) -  goodgirl21
Canon Divergence of 2x06: Keep Your Enemies Closer and 2x14: Time of Death.
Felicity begins to feel insecure with her relationship with Oliver upon the arrival of Sara.
**Award: Best ‘Canon Rewrite (through Felicity’s eyes)’ Trope**
@allimariexf’s recs:
The Crow - poisonangelmuse, TheAlternativeSource
Bratva Captain Oliver Queen has been looking for revenge his entire life. When he can’t trust his own family, the Bratva to get it, he finds the answer to all of his problems in Felicity Smoak; a genius hacker who is running for her life from the same object of Oliver’s hatred, The Triad. With an unlikely partnership, The Crow might just find out that light can shine in the darkest of places. #BratvaOliver #Olicity #Smut #Violence #PossessiveOliver #RussianMob #AU #HEA
**Award: Best Instance of “The worse things get for Oliver and Felicity, the better they get for us”**
Make Me: Part 1 and Part 2 - @smoaking-greenarrow
"You're not going out in that outfit."
Set in season 2.5
**Award: Best Case of Felicity Getting Under Oliver’s Skin**
The Journey Home: A Story in Three Parts, Plus Some Bagels - @it-was-a-red-heeler
My contribution to Olicityweek 2017: Favorite Quotes
The title of my Tumblr blog is No One Is Eating The Bagels, which is my favorite Felicity quote. Here is my story about it (7 days early, because I have severe impulse control issues when it comes to publishing fan fiction...and frosted sugar cookies.)
**Award: Most Delicious Season 2 Slowburn Set Up**
@tangled23works’ recs:
Succumbing to Shadows - @allimariexf
Wordlessly, Oliver lifted her hand to his lips, placing a series of soft kisses over her knuckles. Unable to stop herself, she looked up and met his eyes, but for once she couldn’t read their expression. He was probably just trying to maintain their cover.
But what if he wasn’t?
She looked back toward the driveway as the Ferrari pulled up, her heart beating fast.
And what if he was?
~~~~Season 2 Angst and Smut!!~~~~
**Award: Steamiest and Most Intriguing Season 2 Rewrite**
The Phoenix Saga - @supersillyanddorky06
Felicity Smoak fell in love with the broody, intense Oliver Queen, Captain of the Russian Bratva, ages ago but he broke her heart. So, when the sudden marriage between them is arranged, she does not understand it and she does not want it. Except Oliver Queen is not only a harder man to live with than she realized, he also has no intention of letting her go.
**Award: Hottest Bratva Oliver and Most Sassy Felicity**
We’re Not Just Friends - @smoaking-greenarrow
Prompt: “We're not just friends and you fucking know it.”
Oliver visits Felicity after their encounter with The Count. 2x07 canon divergence. Contains smut.
**Award: Best ‘Friends to Lovers’ Canon Divergence**
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{Regular Inspired AU x NCT 127} Mark Lee
tw: weapons mention, violence mention, be warned. everything written here is a work of FICTION, and does not in anyway reflect reality  an: please read the introduction to this au first so you understand :-) 
“i said i was going to keep you safe. i couldnt even do that.”
“i choose mark.” 
you pick confidently, assured that out of this whole bunch there’s only one other person who seems to be sane just like you
and if anything, you don’t assume mark is part of any of the super dangerous super illegal stuff
he’s practically a young kid like you, the only thing is that he seems like he’s got way more money than you
damn that big watch should have been a red flag
mark steps up, happy with your decision as he helps you off the table
“since we’re both interns, we can just help around the marketing department together.”
doyoung and jungwoo step closer and out of nowhere you feel doyoung lift a strand of your hair up for a moment
mark puts a hand out to push doyoung’s palm away, asking “doyoung, what are you doing?”
but doyoung just stares down at it and answers blankly
“are you jealous if i do this, mark?”
“jealous - what are you talking about!!?! it’s just making them uncomfortable you really shouldn’t just touch people!!”
johnny swishes his champagne glass as he strolls by and drops close to whisper in your ear
“don’t make our little mark fall in love with you, he’ll absolutely and utterly end up losing his mind!”
mark clenches his fist, chasing after johnny who gets out of the room laughing 
jaehyun shrugs
“stick with mark from now on. and don’t you dare try to tell anyone about what’s going on here.”
taeyong walks by without a word, sicheng gives a little wave, and yuta points between you and mark with a devilish grin
it feels less like you’ve just wandered into an underground hub of crime,,,,and more like your first day in some high school club
when mark returns, he tells you that jaehyun has called a cab to get you home
“so,,,,,,do i just keep showing up to work like nothing is going on?”
mark presses the button for the elevator and gives you a sort of apologetic smile
“basically. hopefully these couple of months won’t be too crazy. the jung family has lots of enemies and people are always looking to start trouble but ill make sure to keep you out of it.”
you’re quiet, getting into the elevator with mark and taking the chance to study his profile
he looks just so,,,,,,,innocent 
so naive, vulnerable, and young
you think that if he were to turn to you and start laughing, telling you this was all one big joke
you might believe him
but your eyes drop down the to expensive watch, to the memory of him and jungwoo talking outside about danger and guns
and it’s all real 
you’re here with mark lee and he,,,,,,,,,,,,,he just might be deadly
mark walks you to the cab, opening the door and acknowledging the driver with a nod
he says he’ll see you in the morning and you agree
the entire drive home you clutch the side of your seat belt and think to yourself about the fact that the driver doesn’t even ask for your address. or your name. or mark’s name. he just pulls up in front of your building and raspily informs you 
he’ll pick you up for work at eight
the next day back at jung enterprises, you’re sweating even more than your first
and not because you want to impress or not trip or hopefully become liked by the staff
it’s because you keep getting glimpses of everyone you met yesterday
they’re all acting normal, like they’re going about their business 
but you know that there’s more
but only you know, the people at the desk a couple of feet don’t
mark seems to sense your nervousness - he keeps trying to kindly distract you with useless work
“can you help me copy these?” “doyoung asked if you could get him some lunch” “let’s re-file this, it’s out of order”
you know that all the tasks you’re being issued don’t actually have to be done
that when mark steps away to go to the bathroom or talk to a co-worker, he’s really making a call about the real “business” or discussing something shady in the corners of the office
but you have to sit there, stamping envelopes or waiting on the printer as if you are just the intern
as if you and mark are just ,,,, interns
about a week in, jungwoo finds you alone by the coffee machine and when you brush fingertips over the sugar
you feel his dark eyes hover on you for a moment too long
before he doesn’t say word and turns to walk away
every moment you feel like you’re being watched, being analyzed 
it’s so much to bare - even though nothing happens
you’re not incapacitated, you’re not involved in any fights, you never even see whatever illegal business is going on
you never even see any money
and mark keeps doing his best to keep it just that way
which you really appreciate but also,,,,,you keep telling yourself to remember that this is kind of his job
his task if you will
and that you should look at his kindness as a part of his responsibility 
and not like he actually cares for you
the thought hurts more than you think it would,,,,it was at first just a brush off like “oh i can be pretend nice too”
but if genuine mark is so giving and sweet
it’d be hard to resist you think
“let me take you to lunch!”
mark offers, almost a month in of your “pretend internship”
you shake your head
“it’s fine, i know babysitting me is already boring en-”
“hey, im not babysitting anyone. you’re keeping up the end of your deal to keep quiet and im just here to make sure you’re safe. plus, i want to take you to lunch because you’re fun to talk to, not because of anything else”
you look up, smiling a little 
“you think im fun to talk to?”
mark scratches the back of his neck shyly but nods
“of course, you’d be surprised but ,,,,, normal conversations with you are a real breath of fresh air.”
you laugh, even though the thought of mark finding your normal conversations as intriguing is a little weird - but finally you agree
and mark takes you to this little restaurant a couple of blocks from the jung building
in which you two just talk,,,,,,about normal things,,,,,,about your ambitious and your future plans
and it feels like,,,you two are just people - like everyone else
and the whole situation you’d found about doesn’t exist
mark is in the middle of asking you about a hobby when someones large hand drops onto his slender shoulder
you look up, startled 
but mark’s expression just goes blank
“why isn’t this our little prince, little prince lee?”
“the boss thought you ran away from seoul for sometime, but turns out you’re just out here having dinner with-”
the second person who doesn’t have their hand on mark gives you a once over
“having dinner with commoners?”
you don’t know if you should be offended or just confused
mark shrugs the hand off his shoulder but doesnt turn to answer the two hefty men
they’re dressed in open satin shirts and dress pants
on both their hands are large, elaborate tiger tattoos and the character for ‘lee’ marked up in red, glaring ink
“did my father send you?”
mark finally asks and you feel the blood in your body go cold
“no, no. you know the boss doesn’t have time to be chasing you around. especially after you sold out to the jungs.”
a disgusted tone accompanies the word ‘jungs’ and then suddenly one of the men is looking your way
“is this person,,,,,,,,,one of those filthy cockroaches who works for that family too?”
mark’s grip on his dinner knife is so hard his knuckles turn white
“don’t address them. tell my father i don’t wish to see him or his goons around anymore.”
“this is a public restaurant, marky. and your father isn’t around to defend you so you better watch your tone.”
the hand clamps back on mark’s shoulder and squeezes it
“but we will tell the boss we saw his son. and that he was with,,,,,”
you shudder when they both glare at you and one of them smiles to reveal a mouth with one gleaming golden tooth
“whats your name little thing?”
“dont answer them.”
mark hisses and the two men laugh as they lean forward
you’re frozen as their large faces get closer and they whisper
“our apologizes for interrupting your date with the son of our boss, but you do understand we just had to say our hellos.”
you don’t say anything. you don’t even move.
not until the two men excuse themselves and mark’s knife and fork clatter loudly onto his plate
“w-who were th-”
you start, but mark stands and grabs your wrist as he tugs you out of the restaurant, throwing a wad of bills at the host as you storm by
you’re disorientated, but you realize that something in mark has changed
when he stops, you two are standing in the middle of the alley between the restaurant and the street
and you are about to ask your question again
when mark slams his hand against the side of the building
the sound is painful, but mark just keeps his fist clenched and he’s holding so hard that the veins on his arm start to become visible
there’s nothing soft and sweet about him like usual
instead he’s just angry - an aura of almost seething rage comes from his back
you stay silent, until he turns around 
“this is going to be a problem now.”
“w-what is?”
mark lets out a breath and instead of answering you he fishes his phone out of his jacket pocket and brings it up to his ear
“jungwoo? yeah, it’s me. listen my family is in town and im going to have to take care of that before it gets out of hand.”
you look both ways around you, the alley is dark and it’s only you and mark but suddenly you get the jittery feeling that you’re being watched
“you know what my father is like, if he finds out that im - no no don’t send yuta or taeyong out. yes i have my gun. that’s not the point, the point is if my father finds out i was with someone, they’re going to be a target and you know the situation already -”
mark looks up and you’re still distracted by your creepy feeling that you don’t notice his eyes on you
his slow scan up and down your figure before he bits back his lip and looks back down
“my father will try to take them. they’ll send someone after them. im going to keep them at my place for now.”
there’s a moment of muttering from mark and when you focus back on him
you see him slip his phone from his ear and reach out
“im going to need you to stay with me from now on.”
“haven’t i already been with you this whole time?”
“no, im going to need you to stay with me twenty four seven now.”
there isn’t much explanation from mark about why you’ve turned from just the intern he had to keep an eye on to his very own house guest
mark just says that your safety is in danger tenfold now
and not because of the jungs, but because of mark’s own family
you don’t get it - you have a million questions
but mark doesn’t really seem to want to let you know anything else
just that you have ten minutes to pack your things, come back down to the cab, and let him whisk you away to where ever it is that he lives
you’re pulling your travel suitcase out of the closet when you suddenly stop and think
is this safe? he says im in danger, but he’s dangerous too,,,,,,,
but it’s mark. a whole month has passed and this is the only time you’ve ever even see him freak out
is his family also involved in something illegal? did mark leave his family to work for jaehyun’s dad,,,,,,
theres a swift clicking sound and you hear the door to your apartment open
mark announces that it’s just him and you walk out to see him touching the plant that’s in your hallway
“the door was locked,,,,”
mark gives you a sad smile
“yeah, i picked it with my credit card. sorry if that’s rude.”
you don’t even have a response, you just go back to your bedroom, toss what you have from your closet into the suit case and lug it out into the hall
mark picks it up easily and you protest, saying it’s heavy
to which mark just smiles at you again 
“you’re already going through a lot, let me help you however i can.”
his eyes have returned to a soft, warm brown - not the narrowed and paranoid blown out darkness that they had been at the restaurant 
you find yourself following him outside, wishing and hoping that he’ll stay like this
kind, sweet, nice mark
but the unnerving feeling in your stomach is that - he won’t
the cab pulls up to a tall, glass building full of luxury condos
mark lives on the top floor and when you walk in the first thing you notice is 
tigers
everywhere
there are statues of tigers made of jade and onyx and even diamond on almost every surface of the house
a portrait of a man who looks like an older version of mark hangs up in the spacious, but minimal living room
and everything else that doesn’t have tigers on it
is a clean, untouched white
it’s as if no one even lives here - that’s how spotless it is 
“you can sleep in my bedroom.”
mark tosses off his jacket and undoes the first two buttons of his shirt
you stand there, sweating in your own office clothes, not sure if you can even move a muscle 
afterall 
you’re in ,,,,, mark’s house,,,,,,,,,, alone,,,,,,,with him 
but mark tells you to make yourself at home and disappears into one of the doors in the hall
you take your shoes off, placing them by the door and walk slowly across the apartment 
the tiger statues watch as you look out of the window, as you pass by the kitchen which looks like its never been used before, and finally when you sit down like a timid lonely child on the sofa in the living room
you faintly hear mark talking from the room he’s in and then,,,,,,,,there’s a knock on the door
before you can thoughtlessly get up to see who it is
mark rushes out of the room, barks for you to get down on the floor and pulls his handgun from his waistband
he points it at the door and you duck, blood frozen in your veins, behind the sofa
there is a second knock a moment later
“mark, open up.”
“who is it?”
“who do you think? jungwoo said you didn’t want me to come, but i came anyway. i brought doyoung too.”
you hear mark move closer and closer to the door
till it clicks open and you hear mark sigh
“why are you two here?”
“you know why, but more importantly where is my favorite cute little intern!”
yuta’s voice fills in the apartment and before you can uncurl yourself from your hiding place
he’s already found you 
“why there you are~ come to me, you must be so tired of being ignored and mistreated by mark~ yuta knows what will cheer you up~”
his long, slender fingers reach out and brush past your hair
he grins, with almost a fox like quality as he helps you up and back onto the couch
he sits too close to comfort and continues to eye you like some kind of overtly delicious dessert 
doyoung walks over past mark and takes a seat opposite you in the lounge chair
his eyes stare blankly at you
“so what happened exactly?”
he asks, but not you - he’s talking to mark
mark joins you on the couch, swatting at yuta’s hand before he answers
“it’s my dad. looks like the lee gang is back in town.”
“tsk,,,those guys are wild, no offense mark”
yuta coyly leans himself against you as he talks and mark grits his teeth
“none taken, you know why i left the family. they have no sense of mercy or boundaries. which is why,,,,,i think they’re going to come after them”
the them of course, is you
doyoung nods and shifts his focus back on you
“one of us should take over then.”
“ill do it!”
yuta volunteers, nearly cuddling into your arm
you feel both embarrassed and a little bit afraid 
but mark shoves him in the shoulder and yuta snips just like a disciplined  cat
“no, i think it’s best if they stay with me. ive been with them for a month. and if my dad sends anyone, ill know how to deal with it the best.”
doyoung brings his hands together on his lap
“well, why don’t we just ask them what they want”
all eyes turn to you and you swallow a lump in your throat
“i,,,,im not sure whats going on.”
“mark here is the son of a rival gangs leader, he’s the prince of the lee’s! destined to take over his fathers underground empire and defeat the jungs!”
yuta sings out, falling back against the couch dramatically
mark rolls his eyes at the gesture
“it’s not like that. i am the son of another famous gang leader, but i abandoned them. they just,,,,,,,,,,don’t have any rules and im not -”
“mark isn’t ruthless. he just likes to make money like the rest of us.”
doyoung finishes and the leans forward
“so here’s the situation, you can stay with him like you have been. or you can choose one of us to take over.”
subconsciously you shift your weight over to mark and it makes him smile under his breath
“id like to stay with,,,,mark. unless-”
mark thinks of putting his hand over yours, he can see you’re slightly shaking
but thinks against it, not with the eyes of yuta and doyoung here
“unless im putting mark in more danger”
yuta’s laugh echoes through the walls and he puts his hand out to ruffle your hair
“you know nothing dear, worrying about the criminal and not yourself!”
“im sorry if this is insensitive to ask, but are you and mark romantically involved? why else would you be so-”
“NO!”
you exclaim and doyoung for the first time shows some sort of expression with a raise of his eyebrows
mark knows he’s going to get red so he just clears his throat and takes over
“listen, it’s not like that. but i think if anyone targets them from my family - ill know how to deal with it. that should be good enough, so just report that to jaehyun.”
yuta clicks his tongue
“oh we will, we’ll also report that you two are obviously head over heels for each other!”
and with that he springs up onto his feet, doyoung following suit
you’re too embarrassed by the sudden sentence to look up but you hear mark denying it and leading the other two men to the door
they say their goodbyes and mark doesn’t return to his spot by you
instead he mumbles that it’s been a long day and you should go get ready for bed
as he rushes by you and back into the room he’d been in before
it’s awkward, showering and getting ready to sleep in the home of someone whose essentially you’re co-worker
your cute co-worker,,,,,,,,your cute co-worker who is also sort of kind of a gang bosses son
plus there’s even a little tiger statue in the bathroom
you turn it away when you step into the shower
that night you lay in mark’s bed, which is too big for one person and the crisp sheets are cold on your skin
everything is scary and turning upside down in your head
but somehow,,,,you manage to fall asleep
for the next two weeks, mark does not leave your side
like ever
he’s more vigilant and protective then he ever was in the starting months
and so is everyone else
you notice you see taeyong hanging around you more often
and jaehyun keeps pulling mark to the side for updates on the lee gang’s movements
you notice switchblade sicheng safely tucks back into his jackets sleeve one day and you remember that you’re still always in danger now
mark tries to keep your mind off it, just like he did in the beginning of all this
he does all the menial intern tasks with you, asks you about the books you’re reading or the music you’re listening to
he entertains you in the way a normal friend would, all the while keeping you from the harsh reality of whats actually going on in this business
you’re thankful,,,,,,but you also feel like a burden
like mark would be way better off just doing what he does best, not guarding you like some loyal dog
you think it’s the guilt you feel that makes you do something stupid
like sneak off to get lunch by yourself one monday afternoon
because mark was talking to jaehyun and it looked super serious and so what if you just went around the block
it’s not like you needed supervision all the time
but the lee gang must have been waiting for you to do that
because as you’re leaving the cafe with your lunch, you’re approached by a tall man
crawling up the side of his neck is a red tattoo of a tiger and just that makes you freeze on the spot
“looks like mark stopped guarding his treasure”
you clench the bag from the cafe in your hand tight and try to play it cool
“i don’t know what you’re talking about sir”
he chortles and shakes his head
“not even going to scream? makes it easier for me.”
and before you know it his iron grip coils around your wrist and none of the busy people on the street seem to notice
you think ok, screaming might be a good idea right now, but it’s too late
because there’s something cold and hard in your side and the man has pulled you close up against him
“im sure mark will miss you, so just be quiet and come with us.”
you think that if there’s anything in the world you want right now it’s to tell your parents you love them and tell mark that you’re sorry you did this
with that you let the stranger lead you to a car waiting around the corner and you watch as the door slides shut and your hands are tied 
the long silhouette of jung enterprises shrinking in the distance as you’re sped down the highway
mark assures jaehyun for what seems like the hundredth time that no - his father isn’t in on the trades deal with china and that isn’t what he’s after anyway
and when he returns, instead of you - there’s haechan sitting on top of his desk
mark asks where you are and haechan shrugs his shoulders, his less than appropriate silken shirt hangs loosely off him as he brings a pen up to his mouth
“did you lose them?”
he jokes and mark scrunches up his nose - a habit he’s had since he was a kid
and even becoming a badass criminal hasn’t shaken it out of him
“what? no. they’re probably in the bathroom.”
haechan replies with a sound that mark ignores and instead he starts to walk across the office
jungwoo catches him pacing around and whispers something about it to doyoung
mark doesn’t like that they’re always breathing down his neck like that, but he brushes it off as he plays like he isn’t looking for you - just looking for somewhere to drop these files off
when he’s sure doyoung and jungwoo have dropped it, mark rounds the corner and realizes that you’re not back at the desk
his phone beeps in his pocket and he takes it out 
just to feel the world stop
as the number splayed across the screen reads ‘father’
and the message is one simple line
‘come back or they die’
you don’t know where you’re taken or who took you there
all you know is that when the blindfold you had on is dropped to the floor, you’re in a spacious room
and there are
tigers
everywhere
in the middle of the room is a desk, where the man whose portrait was up in mark’s home is sitting
he doesn’t look or speak to you 
and when he does finally glance over at you he makes a motion with his hand and you feel something sharp pressed against your neck
“so, i am told you were dining with my son mark a couple of weeks ago.”
you don’t know what to say but the tip of the sharp thing gets tighter on your skin so you think you should at least come up with something
“yes”
“and you also work for the jungs?”
“im an intern”
the man gets up with a loud sound and you notice that he’s wearing a long robe
on the lapels there are stripes like that of a tiger and the character for the ‘lee’ family
“intern? is that some sort of new title for a new comer?”
“no, im just an intern.”
you hear the person holding the sharp object grunt and try to move it closer against the left side of your neck
but the man, who you are going to assume is mark’s father, puts a hand up to stop him
“what do you do for the jungs?”
“office work”
mark’s father tilts his head and then lets out a long, drawn out laugh
“c’mon, don’t make me hurt you. what do you do.”
you don’t know how to lie about this, what’s the right thing to say
“really, i just. i just work in the office.”
“so how do you know mark?”
“he’s in the marketing department with me” 
for a second you think you’re going to get killed because one way or another you don’t think this man is buying your story
but at the same time you have nothing else to say
you never did anything for the jungs but copy files and pretend to be a clueless intern
what were you supposed to do, lie and say you were also part of the jung family? act like you’d ever done anything remotely bad in your life?
but thankfully the sharp object is pulled back from your neck
“take them out of here. mark will come soon.”
you wonder what that means, and it must be obvious because his father just grins as he leans closer to you
“you may think mark is just another nine to five suit, but he’s not. he’s much more than that. he’s a ruthless man. he’ll come to save you, sure but he’s my blood and i know that as a lee - he can’t stand losing.”
ruthless? mark?
“he acts like an angel doesn’t he, sweet and soft. but he’s capable of destruction.”
you’re reminded of those moments in the alley
of mark looking angry, knuckles white and eyes over flooded with emotions
but even that,,,,,,you don’t think that mark could ever,,,,kill someone
you’re lugged away and as you turn your head you see the tiger on the back of the robe stare you down
just like predicted, mark does come 
but he comes alone and lies to jaehyun that he and you have gone off on a work assignment for doyoung
in a matter of hours, jaehyun and everyone else will know that he lied
but mark hopes he can deal with this in enough time
his family isn’t notorious for being patient
when he arrives at his old home, the guards outside only let him in when he’s surrendered his weapon and phone
he walks through the familiar halls until he reaches his father’s office 
all the while scouting it out for any signs of you
“ive hidden them, but you’re still welcome to come in my boy”
his fathers voice booms from the other side
and mark does so 
avoiding the glares of other members of the gang who he knows will never forgive him for working for the jungs
“im here. now let them go.”
“i will i will, but first off let me look at you. you’ve grown.”
before mark can talk back he feels someone tear off the jacket he’s wearing
he turns to swing at the person, but they’re fast and catch his fist
“i need to make sure you really are my son before we can chat”
“what the hell-”
the hand that’s holding his fist tightens and mark suddenly feels the other hand rip at his right sleeve
it easily comes off and exposed on his upper bicep is the same tiger tattoo as the rest of the lee family
his father smiles and the hands let mark go in his tattered clothing
“bring them out”
you’re still tied at the arms, but seeing as though you pose no threat you’re allowed to walk out on your own
when you see mark, you gasp
because his torn clothing and expression make it look like he’s just seen hell
but his father just waves it off and continues talking to mark as if you aren’t even there
“i know you want to come back mark.”
“i am never coming back to this family.”
“now don’t say that, don’t make me hurt your precious little co-worker.”
you see the guards at the door inch closer to you and mark looks you in the eyes
“ill save you. i promise.”
he mouths and his father steps closer
“to save them, you have to come back to me. to the family. you have the tattoo after all. this is where you’re meant to be.”
mark hangs his head low, all of his hair falls to cover his eyes and you think he’s about to lean forward and bow 
but instead he just says
“kill me instead”
your eyes widen and without thinking you yell “NO!”
and marks father snaps his fingers so one of the guards clasps their hand over your mouth
you squirm, shaking your shoulders left and right but it’s useless and mark grits his teeth
“just let them go first and then kill me”
“you’re willing to die for them?”
“im willing to die if it means you’ll let them go and i don’t have to come back to this monstrous place”
with an almost exasperated sigh his father turns on his heel
“no, no i won’t do that. if you want to be difficult, then ill just let you have some time to think it over.”
with that, another guard grabs mark and the two of you are hauled off into a windowless room somewhere else in the house
you’re thrown and locked in together and as soon as the door shuts you look at mark
who looks messier than ever before and ask
“why don’t you want to work for your family?”
he looks up, but doesn’t answer, instead he just comes closer to you
and undoes the ties on your hand
there’s nothing in the room you two can escape with and instead of speaking mark just envelopes you in a hug
“you must have been scared, right?”
“mark, what is going on why are you-”
“i said i was going to keep you safe. i couldnt even do that.”
“no, im the one who ran off like an idiot. i thought i was always bothering you and thought-”
marks warm hand comes up against the side of your face
you see the tattoo on his skin and then look up into his eyes
and mark gives that sad smile 
“you weren’t bothering me. having you around all this time has been so nice for me, you don’t even know. i just wished this would have never happened and we could have met under other circumstances”
there’s a silence that follows after he says that, mostly because you don’t know what to do or say
and you’re sure if this was a movie this would be the moment where he confesses he has a plan to get you two out
but he doesn’t
and instead
you kiss him
because you think that’s the only way to express what you feel
and mark kisses back, at first with restraint and then with an almost strong hunger
you pull back to breath and he apologizes softly if he startled you but you tell him that if anything you’re overjoyed that he feels,,,,like you do
“can i ask, because im still not sure, why do you not want to go back to your family?”
he covers the tattoo on his bicep as he answers
“they’re,,,,,,they’re too much. even for me. the jungs are dangerous, sure but they don’t aimlessly hurt others. ever since a kid i was trained to feel nothing for others so it’d be easy to watch someone die or even participate in it,,, but,,,”
mark winces and you feel like this is such a vulnerable memory for him
“but i couldnt. i cried when someone got hurt, i mourned people, and my family doesn’t do that. i just,,,,i guess im not,,,,”
“ruthless?”
you whisper and mark nods
“im not ruthless at all.”
“good, it means you’re human”
you lean in close and kiss him with a light feather touch that mark reacts to instantaneously
until you hear the door click
he recoils and makes sure to block your body with his from the door
“i think my father is back for me”
but when the door swings open, it isn’t his father
or any of the lee’s
it’s a pissed off looking jaehyun with a bloodied baseball bat
“there you two are, get up and let’s get out of here”
“how did you-”
“who cares, run!”
mark doesn’t question it and neither do you
you just let yourself be pulled up and with all your might you follow mark as you two make your escape
mark knows this house and he knows the winding paths that will get you two out
but you can hear jaehyun’s scream from somewhere
and then the sound of gunfire, punches, and more yelling 
“don’t look back!”
mark urges and you shut your eyes instead and just let him lead you until you’re out on the street
jungwoo waves his hand from the window of a large SUV 
mark lets you in first and as you follow the door shuts
“what about jaeh-”
“he can handle himself, the jungs know there’s no limit with the lee’s”
you feel mark tug you into his arms before you can say much more or even think about it
he holds you close up against him and you think this has to be a movie or some kind of dream
jungwoo speeds through seoul’s traffic and only when he comes to a safe stop somewhere you’ve never been before
does he turn to see you secure in marks arms and sigh
“didn’t johnny tell you not to make mark fall in love with you?”
you’re confused and mark tells jungwoo off for joking around in this kind of situation 
but his grip on you never loosens
not when you’re back in the safety of one of the jung’s hideouts
not when yuta comes around to jokingly see if you’re alright
and this time he doesn’t even dare to lay a hand on you when mark is making it so obvious that he better not
not even when jaehyun comes back with just a minor injury across his eye
and not when he falls asleep against your shoulder
still wearing his torn shirt
your finger tracing the outline of the tiger on his skin
jaehyun looks at you two with concern, but then seems to shake it off 
when mark finally does let you go, he tries to say sorry for the wild events that have happened
he talks about taking some money he has saved up and going to america or europe 
somewhere where you two will be far from the jungs or lees or anyone in korea
and you just hold onto his hand and say
“ill go anywhere with you from now on.”
“but i dont want to force you from a normal life, i know it’s too late for one in korea but i can help you start somewhere new and then just disappear like this never happened”
you press your forehead to his and shake your head
“you said i have to stay with you twenty four seven”
mark grins 
“ill change that to stay with me for forever?”
“i like that better” 
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These questions are from this list. You should check it out, there’s 50 questions all together and they’d be great to ask your favorite fic writer!
1) How old were you when you first starting writing fan-fiction?
Around 20, I think.
2) Do you prefer writing OC’s or reader inserts? Explain your answer.
Reader inserts, definitely. I don’t mind throwing OC’s in there if I need to, though. I really like reading reader inserts. I think it’s really fun and engaging to imagine yourself in a story.
3) What is your favorite genre to write for?
Super Heroes! Although I really adore fantasy. If I were to write a book, it would be fantasy.
4) If you had to delete one of your stories and never speak of it again, which would it be and why?
I’m… not sure. I s'pose it’d have to be One Mistake, simply because I think it’s worst piece.
5) When is your preferred time to write?
Whenever I actually find the motivation to write, which usually ends up being around 1-4 am. Aka I’m a Mess: Part 1
6) Where do you take your inspiration from?
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I suppose I also draw inspiration from comics, movies, TV shows, and video games where applicable.
7) In your Winter’s War Series, what’s your favorite scene that you wrote?
Out of the entire trilogy? Dang, that’s tough. Maybe in Ghosts of War when Bucky, Reader, and Nat are sitting together, sort of like some messed up little family? If not that, then it’s probably in Winter’s War when Reader, Steve, and Bucky reunite after the Azzano goes up in flames.
8) Have you ever amended a story due to criticisms you’ve received after posting it?
I don’t think I’ve ever received “criticism.” I’ve received very polite corrections of some of the German in WW from some native speakers, but that’s about it (I haven’t corrected any of it yet because I’m a lazy pos).
9) Who is your favorite character to write for? Why?
Bucky Barnes. Because he’s Bucky Barnes.
10) Who is your least favorite character to write for? Why?
I don’t really write characters that I don’t like. Even villains are fun to write, even if I hate them. If I had to choose, I guess it’d be Ashley Williams, from the Mass Effect series. I’ve only written her once, but she’s a damned space racist and I hate her, even if I didn’t hate writing her.
11) How did you come up with the title for the Winter’s War Series?
Winter’s War was named with the final scene of the first book in mind, as well as what reader and Bucky would be turned into for the second book; Winter Soldier(s), and the war that led them to being created. And because they “die” in the snow and ice. Ghosts of War because that’s what Reader and Bucky are in the second book. Ghosts. Shells of themselves. War torn and weary. Weapons. War of Attrition because, in the third book, they fight tooth and nail for every scrap of memory, personality, humanity, and they don’t always win. They’re going to hit a lot of roadblocks, mostly in the form of other humans, their past and their guilt, and sometimes each other.
12) How did you come up with the idea for Winter’s War Series?
I always liked the thought of a Bucky x Reader series where they both ended up as Winter Soldiers. Everything kind of grew from that. It follows very closely to the canon, so everything was trying to figure out the most believable way to weave a reader character into the existing story.
13) Do you have any abandoned WIP’s? What made you abandon them?
“Abandoned” is a strong word…. *stares guiltily at The Way I Do and Two of a Kind.* I just haven’t found the inspiration to write them recently, but I do plan on finishing them… eventually.
14) Are there any stories that you’ve written that you’d really love to do a sequel to?
I plan on doing a second part for A Night to Remember when October rolls around. I also plan on adding more monster!Bucky’s to The Monster Series. My other series are complete or in progress and I don’t plan to add more to them (except to finish them in the case of the WIPs).
15) Are there any stories that you wished you’d ended differently?
I don’t think so, no.
16) Tell me about another writer(s) who you admire? What is it about them that you admire?
@angryschnauzer​ writes absolutely divine smut. I absolutely hate writing smut, so I wish I had her skills. There are others, but she’s the first one that came to mind. If I listed out every single author on here that I admire and why I admire them, we’d be here for another ten paragraphs!
17) Do you have a story that you look back on and cringe when you reread it?
I only started writing back in August. Anything written before that’s been lost to the Great Laptop Death of 2017. So, luckily, most of my writing is relatively recent and cringe-free.
18) Do you prefer listening to music when you’re writing or do you need silence?
I prefer listening to music (I love loud music and hate silence), but it’s distracting. My brain sometimes can’t process correctly so it tries to write the words I’m hearing instead of what I actually want to write. RIP me and my stupid brain. Aka I’m a Hot Mess: Part 2.
19) Have you ever cried whilst writing a story?
Haha. No. I’m dead inside. I very rarely (if ever) cry when reading, too.
20) Which part of your Winter’s War Series was the hardest to write?
Oh god the entire Agents of SHIELD part of War of Attrition. That show is so dense and woven so intricately into the MCU that it was difficult as hell to figure out where to put the reader so that it’d be relevant and set up for the next parts of the story. I love that show, but it was so hard *sobbing*.
21) Do you make a general outline for your stories or do you just go with the flow?
I almost never make outlines. WoA has been the exception because, as stated above, the content was way denser and I needed a clear path to be able to write them from point A to point B. That being said, I’ve only gotten as far as just after AoU. I haven’t decided what to do with Civil War or Infinity War yet.
22) What is something you wished you’d known before you started posting fan-fiction?
A) How Tumblr worked and B) that it’s a terrible, terrible site with horrible coding that, if it were a person, I would shoot as a mercy. Other than that, I read a lot of fics on here before I started posting some myself, which meant I had a pretty good idea of how to format it to be reader-friendly. Still had to google a lot of stuff, though.
23) Do you have a story that you feel doesn’t get as much love as you’d like?
Hmmm. I’m lucky in that I think I have a lot of readers/followers who leave lots of likes/comments/reblogs, but if I had to choose one? I think it’d be my recent Steve x Reader fic, Promise.
24) In contrast to 23 is there a story which gets lots of love which you kinda eye roll at?
Oh god. Again, I’m grateful for every like, comment, and reblog I get, but By Chance. It’s by far my most popular one shot at a staggering 1,925 notes. I like the a/b/o verse, but I posted it pretty early on in my writing career and it skyrocketed which completely blindsided me. The same thing kinda happened with Dumped, Drunk, and Angry. I wrote a one shot in a day or two because inspiration hit me like a freight train, and somehow they’re both over a thousand notes now.
25) Are any of your characters based on real people?
I s'pose Reader is always based off of me, just a little bit? Every other character (except the rare OC) has an established personality, but if I made reader a completely faceless, bland being it wouldn’t be that fun to read, would it? So even though I’m always careful to never describe reader too much physically, s/he always ends up with at least some of my personality.
26) What’s the biggest compliment you’ve gotten?
Oh goodness, I don’t know. My readers are amazingly kind people. I get a lot of asks and comments saying very, very nice things all the time. I don’t think I could choose just one if I tried..
27) What’s the harshest criticism you’ve gotten?
I was told very politely I spelled some German words wrong/used the wrong German words.
28) Do you share your story ideas with anyone else or do you keep them close to your chest?
I word vomit on my real life friend sometimes if I’m really stuck. It’s not always super useful because she doesn’t follow/watch any MCU stuff. Mostly, ideas just bounce around in my head until one sticks.
29) Do people know you write fan-fiction?
Yeah, most of my real life friends know. The friend I mentioned above writes fanfic, just not for the MCU. The rest are big nerds, too, so they don’t judge me.
30) What’s your favorite minor character you’ve written?
I loved writing Ran Shen and Mila Hitzvig for The Bitter March arc in Ghosts of War. As far as OC’s go, Dean from my series Time is probably my favorite.
31) What spurs you on during the writing process?
Interest in the source material has a lot to do with it. For example, I was writing easily 4k+ words a day when I was writing about the events of Captain America: the Winter Soldier. Other than that, I wait for the urge to hit me… which sometimes means I don’t write for a few days and sometimes a week depending on what’s happening in real life.
32) What’s your favorite trope to write?
So far? Soulmate. A/B/O was also fun and I’ll probably write it again at some point.
33) Can you remember the first fic you read? What was it about?
Oh jesus, no. I have the worst memory ever. I’m lucky if I can remember things a week ago, much less years ago.
34) If you could write only angst, fluff or smut for the rest of your writing life, which would it be and why?
Uhh… Not smut, I know that much. But I have this bad habit where I can’t write fluff without some angst and vice versa? I don’t think I could deal with writing cotton candy fluff for the rest of my life, though. So…. angst, I guess? But I wouldn’t be happy about it.
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stephicness · 6 years
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A Question For You... (Tag Game)
cSo for this one, I was tagged by @misaki-kurenai, @sahara-rose, and @fangsoflightening. So I’d figured I’d just put these questions all into one post. c: Spare you the post spam. Here we go!
I’mma put my tags and questions up above the read more, that why I won’t bore you with a massively long post. :D Instead, I’ll give you really descriptive questions!
1) You’re walking home one day, and you suddenly stumble upon a man dressed in over-the-top clothing and a giant hat. He offers you the chance to have one wish granted, but at the expense of your loved-one perishing in the process. Would you still take the wish? What would you wish for?
2) You’re going to be featured as a character within a novel! However, the catch is that you have to write your character’s introduction to the story. How would you write your introduction and description?
3) Given the circumstances involving a successful project being completed and your work/school being collateral damage, you’re given compensation for your time and efforts: $1,000,000! What do you decide to do with said money?
4) You’re minding your own business and drinking your beverage as you work when suddenly someone comes up and kisses you. When they pull away, your heart skips a beat because you notice just how beautiful they look. What do they look like?
5) You’re trapped in a plain white room with nothing more than a box of materials of various kinds. Your captors give you a goal to work towards: fill up one of the walls with anything you like by any means you desire to. You can draw, paint, write, and more. How do you go about filling up that wall?
6) Of all of the books this library can contain, you’re only allowed to enter this library and pick up three books of different genres to forever keep as your own. Because once you claim your books to read, the library will disappear. What are the three books that you wish to read from this library?
7) You’re chosen for a higher purpose, they claimed. Your talents and accomplishments will make you the leader of a new revolution of ideas, and it all starts with the talent that you have. What is the talent and accomplishment that will lead you to start this revolution?
8) The world is slowly coming to ruins and it seems that the only goal in this new and twisted reality is to survive. Survival comes at a top priority, but you have to keep your loved ones safe as well. What will be your plan for survival when you must help others as well?
9) An artist found you as the muse to their work, and so they ask to paint you as their subject. Once the painting is complete, they reveal it to you and claim that they captured the perfect aesthetic for you. What is the aesthetic that was captured and how was it captured?
10) It seems as if the life that you’ve wished to live in was only but a dream. A dream that must soon come to an end as you return back to the reality you reside in. What was the dream that you were trapped in?
11) ‘All hail your new ruler!’ The cheers from the crowd below overwhelm you as you step out and admire the kingdom before you. A world where you possess an unimaginable magical power that only you and your linage has carried. What is the power that you possess?
And let’s tag... @itshaejinju, @birdsandivory, @lhugbereth, @chimeracuddles, @mistress-light, @destiny-islanders, @fulgurians, @lizibabbles, @blossattic, @fabulanova-ffxv, @chaoticmimzy
*thumbs up* Have fun with the overly detailed questions! Feel free to read the questions asked of me below~ :D
fangsoflightening’s Questions
1: If you could pick one fictional character to hang out with, who would it be?
Probably Prompto, actually. c: I’m a bit boring in my routines and all, so having someone as energetic as Prompto as a buddy would be pretty cool. Adventures whenever possible, perhaps!
2: Favorite tv show or anime?
I watch obscene amounts of Law and Order: SVU. To the point where I’ve watched all of the seasons 3-4 times... *coughs*
3: Is there a particular trope you really love?
Tsundereeeeeeeeees
4: Favorite movie?
Scott Pilgrim vs the World
5: If you had the chance to do anything you wanted without limits, what would it be?
Is infinite pho and sushi an option...?
6: Favorite kind of weather?
Super warm partly cloudy days
7: You can have one superpower. What do you choose?
Mental to physical recreation. That way, if I have a really cool idea for a drawing or design, I can instantly draw it without it looking derpy.
8: Favorite food?
I really like soups and sushi. Like, alot of soup and sushi.
9: What is a pet peeve of yours?
Being talked over.
10: Do you have a favorite saying?
“People are people, and people are dumb.”
11: When it comes to shipping, is there a particular dynamic you especially love?
I like ships that have a dynamic where they aren’t really in love at first, or they aren’t together for a long time, and then suddenly there’s some dramatic revelation of event that brings them together in a cute and genuine way. Kinda like a one-sided affection that ultimately leads to the other being all ‘I don’t like affection, but your affection is nice.’ Cute sappy stuff that gives me diabetes, please. :D
sahara-rose’s Questions
Favourite colour and why?
Purple. It’s always been a color associated with regality and power, but it’s also a color that can be associated with moodiness and darkness. Kinda like behind every strength is a weakness. It’s pretty neat~
Do you hate someone that you have a thought about doing something bad to them? if so why?
I resent alot of people in my life, but I don’t really ‘hate’ them. I forsake them alot and say things like ‘I hope you eat a stale bagel,’ but I’d rather let karma take-over for me.
Have any plans? like going on a vacation etc
I’m moving to the Roseville and Sacramento area around April and May...?
Have you ever confess to your crush?
I have, yes. Never turns out too well in the end though~
Happiest moment in your life?
Every day where I’m not wishing to kill myself and suffer is a happy moment. c: Yay for self-damnation!
What about a person that attracts you?
I find myself most attracted to a person’s intellect. If they’re smart and have a good and open-minded perspectives on things, then they’re usually someone I grow fond of. That, and roman noses for some reason.
If you have one chance to marry your favourite character. who would it be and why?
I mean... Ravus is my favorite character, but that’s because I like the moody bishies tsunderes. c:
First game you ever play?
The first game I played solo and beat was the Sims Bustin’ Out. Yeah, I was a completionist with that game. It was terrible...
Do you have bad habits that you want to get rid of?
I pull out my hair whenever I have anxiety, so it’d be nice breaking that habit.
Favourite animal? Why?
Owls, because they’re majestic angry birds. Tsundere birds probably.
Be honest, would you rather go back to the past or see your future? why?
Probably the past, so I could benefit my future/present with minor things. Of course, butterfly effect politics, but I’d more rather help shape the present than see the future to come. Only leads to more stress and anxiety.
misaki-kurenai’s Questions
1. What’s your current song obsession? 
I always listen to Jump and Shake by Timeflies on the way to work. :D
2. How are you doing in life so far? Struggling? Me too. 
Kind of in a bind for money, and I’ve been lacking in creativity and motivation, but yeah. Beyond that, I guess it’s going okay? Perhaps moving will help shake things up!
3. Do you quote lines from Vine sometimes?
Oh god... A bit more often that I’d wanna admit.
4. If so, which ones? :3
I say ‘watermelone’ alot, because I really like watermelon. I also quote that one vine where they’re singing ‘Suck a dick!’ That one resonates with me alot.
5. What time do you usually go to bed? 
Somewhere between 1 AM and 3 AM.
6. Do you or have you done commissions before?
I do/have done them, yes! I’m a lazy artist though, but I really wanna take more commissions again! I just gotta resolve what’s going on with my desktop. e.e;;
7. Are all of your social media accounts under the same/similar username?
Typically, yes. Stephicness is my default in most cases, like on Xbox, Youtube, and Tumblr. UdonDude/UdonTitan are my PC game names. And gawsh-adaarn-it/gawshadaarnit was my ex-tumblr name and used for Spotify and stuff like that.
8. Who are your top 5 celebrity crushes?
Um... I don’t really have any celebrity crushes, to be honest... I scream alot whenever I see Benedict Cumberbatch though...?
9. How much makeup do you wear when you go out (in general)? 
I actually just started wearing makeup for things, but I only really ever use it when I’m going out to do fancy things. So little to none, because I only ever really use foundation to make myself look like tired.
10. What’s your hidden talent? :D
Uh... I used to be really good at Jeopardy and trivia games...? I can also twist my arms around and Grudge crawl after people. :D
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bpdbuttercup · 7 years
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11 Questions: tagged by @a-pessimist-reader
Questions for me: 
1. What’s your favorite book? Why?
Ties that Bind, Ties that Break because it has a very compelling and powerful story about a girl who defies the traditions in her culture no matter the repercussions and goes out to a completely new place all on her own. It’s incredibly impressive, and just very interesting and I loved it.
2. Do you have a favorite iconic quote from a movie or a TV series/anime? What is it?
“There’s no such thing as a painless lesson, they just don’t exist. Sacrifices are necessary. You can’t gain anything without losing something first. Although, if you can endure that pain, and walk away from it, you’ll find that you now have a heart strong enough to overcome any obstacle. Yeah… a heart made Fullmetal.” (Edward Elric from Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood) 
3. A fictional character you relate too much to.
Honestly it’d have to be Edward Elric. There’s a lot of characters I relate to, but Ed and I are basically the same person. We’re both short, blond, and angry but also he just had a really rough past with his dad and made a lot of mistakes that he’s still working on correcting and he’s just brash and rude and wants to give up but won’t and he breaks down sometimes but he’ll be okay!
4. Is there something you’re dying to say to someone but you can’t for a number of reasons? If you could say it, what would it be?
I honestly want to tell my mom that I’m gay. I can’t because she’s wicked homophobic and would probably kill me or kick me out of the house, so I don’t plan on ever telling her (nor inviting her to my quite likely gay wedding) but part of me just wants to tell her because I feel like I’m lying to her… but it’d break her heart. So I won’t.
5. A fifteen-word message to your parent(s).
I’m really sorry that I disappointed you, I’m sorry I can’t change. I’m trying, really.
6. Want any tattoos?
I do! A good pal of mine wants to become a tattoo artist, so I think it’ll be fun! I’m not quite sure what tattoos yet but I’m thinking about it
7. If you could have a house anywhere in the world, where would you build it?
I don’t know about exact locations, but I’d just like somewhere nice and warm where I could grow lots and lots of flowers and be gay in peace
8. Who’s your best friend?
Ronnie! (She’s really wonderful and delightful and always there for me and I could talk about her for 10 hours straight I have a lot of love for her)
9. What would you name your hypothetical first child?
Hmm I haven’t decided if I want to adopt a boy or a girl yet, but that’s a decision I’d like to decide on with my partner! But by myself I’d probably call the boy Kyle  
10. Something that bothers you to no end.
idk theres a lot of things in the world that bother me but my family probably bothers me the most
11. Is there a subject that people can’t mention around you unless they want you to suddenly get extremely angry? What is it?
Anything coming from a homophobic, transphobic, racist, sexist (etc) person or stuff like “but they’re your family! You have to love them!” uh no the fuck i don't 
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marauders-groupie · 7 years
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The Things We Do For Spite
Inspired by and dedicated to my lovely Jo, @selflessbellamy - may we get our heads out of our asses and start treating our crushes nicely. 
(or not; we can always just go get coffee and take pleasure in doing illogical shit)
AKA: Bellarke as the unofficial class couple in denial
Also on AO3
"Class Jeopardy?"
Jasper nods, a shit-eating grin splitting his face in half. Clarke should've expected this, honestly. It's Jasper and no matter the fact that seventeen year old boys are generally ridiculous - he's even more so.
I mean, just look at the damn goggles.
But she takes a deep breath because she's got this, she's Clarke fracking Griffin and she's been through worse.
"And does Bellamy know about this?"
Bellamy. Of course Bellamy wouldn't sanction this and Jasper knows it, hasn't even asked, judging by how red his cheeks go suddenly.
"We were hoping you'd talk him into it."
"Oh, Jas, you know I can't do anything without his say-so. He's my co-president. He'd probably sue me."
She's only half-joking. They've never really been friends, Clarke and Bellamy, but they haven't become enemies either - until she challenged him for the title of the class president.
And then they had to share the position, which. Ridiculous. The guy is a stuck up, boring, tedious, preposterous, absolutely no good asshole with a chip on his shoulder. He wouldn't know fun even if it bit him in the ass.
Which is why her plan is gonna work. There is no way in hell Bellamy will approve of something as foolish as pseudo Jeopardy while they could be watching documentaries on the last day before the Christmas break.
No way.
In.
Hell.
"Come on, Clarke, he'll just -"
"Who will do just what?"
And there he is. Somehow he'd managed to skulk over and it should make Clarke furious, especially because of their heated exchange last afternoon over the next semester's budget, but in this instance it just makes her happy and so she beams at him, knocks him back a bit.
"Jasper was wondering if we could play Jeopardy today and I knew that you would never approve of doing something so trivial so I -"
"Oh. That's cool, yeah."
Clarke's breath catches in her throat. Jasper's eyes widen. Bellamy just smiles.
"Excuse me?"
"We could all use a little fun, right? So go ahead, Jasper." With that, he even claps the other boy on the back and gives him a smile that shows he's been parenting his little sister for the last couple of years. "Good job, buddy."
And that is why Clarke hates Bellamy Blake.
*
 Ok, so she doesn't hate him. Not really. 
He can be nice when he wants to and the weather is good. Once he even got her a spare pair of the comfiest socks when hers got wet from the sludge and she definitely does not still sleep in them sometimes.
He is also very pretty, in a way guys shouldn't be. Girls, yes, Clarke's gotten used to girls she likes being pretty, but Bellamy is like - out of this world pretty? Like the aliens just dropped him on his planet and forgot to come get him so now he, the poor soul, has to sit between these mortals with his marble-cut cheekbones and curls that probably feel even softer than they look.
Ok, so she's thought about it. It'd be a shame not to. She is an artist. He is beautiful. It's logical.
But he also fights her on everything and if she says the decorations should be red and green this Christmas, he'll say red and golden, and he calls her a princess.
So obviously she can't have a crush on him.
Socks be damned.
 *
 "Question for 150 dollars - "
Bellamy raises a hand. "Just to make it clear, we are talking fictional dollars, right?"
Raven rolls her eyes. "Yes, Blake. Get on with the program already. So, the question is - who of our teachers is the oldest?"
It's easy to slip away for Clarke, sitting in the last desk with her feet on the chair and the sketchbook in her lap. They didn't make her participate, at least, and Bellamy claimed he was only going to do it to make sure there's no gambling.
Although he did bring her a glass with punch so that was surprisingly nice, even though he just thrust it in her hand and ran away.
Maybe that's why she's drawing him now. Shirt sleeves rolled up, freckles dotting even his arms, and veins popping in the backs of his hands like they always do when he's tired.
But he looks content, too, and Clarke smiles to herself. She gives him too much shit. He's actually a really good human.
"Okay, a question for 300 dollars - who is the unofficial class couple?"
It doesn't even take them a second to reply. No. Her traitorous class screams in unison -
"Bellarke!"
Clarke keeps her eyes on her sketchbook, doesn't dare look up and, God forbid, meet Bellamy's eyes. Nope. Her ears are burning but she's not gonna look up.
"Guys, don't be -"
"Oh come on, Mont," Miller protests, "even you've seen them at the field trip, getting all cozy."
So Clarke might have fallen asleep on Bellamy's shoulder and he might have draped an arm around her and that might have melted into the two of them getting all twisted together but surely that's no reason -
"He just doesn't want to make Mom and Dad angry."
Yep, Clarke's definitely not looking up any time soon.
 *
 "Clarke -"
She whirls around to face him, heart beating wildly, and starts, "Before you say anything - I had nothing to do with that. You know that they've always shipped us and I just don't know what to do to stop them. I'm uncomfortable, too."
For the first time, she really looks at Bellamy, and - 
He doesn't seem angry. Not really. If anything, he seems amused, if the mirth in his eyes is anything to go by.
"I wasn't gonna say that you put them up to it. I was going to apologize if I gave them a reason to think you and I were -" he wrinkles his nose, searching for right words and it's so cute, so cute, and Clarke might just die, "an item."
"You? Why would you give them a reason?"
He shrugs but it's half-assed at best. His ears are burning pink too and it's oddly festive, his face all golden underneath the fairy lights. They fought over them for an hour and he finally caved in. Clarke celebrated that victory with a whole chocolate cake.
"I figured they noticed."
Her heart skips a beat but she tamps it down. This is Bellamy. Sure, he's the one she'd call in an emergency but he's also the one who constantly calls her out on her shit and he definitely doesn't like like her.
When she doesn't speak, still trying to process what she thinks is insinuated, Bellamy frowns.
"I'm going to get over it so you don't have to worry. This is not some unsolicited love declaration, I just wanted to apologize if I made you uncomfortable. I promise it won't happen again."
"Are you in love with me?" she blurts out because she's got her hands full of bulbs and papier-mache in the empty classroom and it's getting dark outside and maybe she's known this for a very long time, wanted him to like her as much as she liked him since the first time she saw him tutoring underclassmen the night before they had AP Chem test. 
And Bellamy frowns even deeper, says, "You didn't know?"
It's all it takes for Clarke to drop all the shit she's been carrying and finally kiss him quiet, the kind of kiss that leaves him confused for a moment but when he kisses her back, it's worth it. Yeah, he means it, and she knows it by the smile that ruins it entirely.
They emerge from the classroom fifteen minutes later, disheveled and blushing, fingers laced together, only to see Raven and Jasper grinning at them in the hallway, with Monty taking pics.
"What is this? A welcome committee?"
"Damn right!" Raven straightens up, her brace clinking as she gets a bundle of fireworks seemingly out of nowhere. "And it's welcome to your senses, dipshits committee."
Clarke hears Bellamy let out a breath and then they both burst out laughing, falling over each other and then to the floor.
This time she doesn't ignore how touching him feels both steady and exhilarating, and this time - when Clarke smiles at him - Bellamy smiles back.
Oh she's gonna have a very merry Christmas after all.
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toomanysurveys9 · 7 years
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A! Do you drink Alcohol frequently? not anymore. i haven’t had a sip of alcohol since early july 2016. i will eventually drink again on occasion probably, but never like i used to. What Age are you? 24. Do you like Apples? yeah, they’re pretty good. Do you believe in Aliens? i mean... not in the sense of science fiction movies. but i’m not sure i’m comfortable saying with 100% certainty that we are the only life in the entire universe when there is so much we’ll likely never see/discover. Who is your favourite Actor/Actress? misha, jensen, and jared from supernatural.
B! Do you like The Fresh Prince of Bel Air? i used to watch it a lot..
Were you ever scared about getting Bats stuck in your hair? no... should i be? Are you always the Banker when you play Monopoly? not always, depends who i play with.
Do you like going to the Beach? yeah, usually. it’ll be better next year when wy can enjoy it too. Who do you think is the most Beautiful person in the world? my mom and sisters. C! Do you like Cats? i definitely do. Are you Charismatic? i don’t think a single person would describe me as charismatic. Do you like laying down to look at the Clouds? i don’t do that really since i’m older... Are you a pro at Checkers? definitely not. Has someone ever called you Cheap? nope. D! Are you more of a Dog person? maybe a little, but i do love cats. Do you like Disney films? love them. i’m going to watch them with wy. Do you still Decorate the house for holidays? not really my house, although i might this year with wy... depends where we are staying. Do you have a Dressing gown? no... Do you think Dinosaurs are awesome? i do love dinosaurs... i’m weird. E! Have you ever ran up the down Escalator? Or ran down the up one? maybe when i was younger. What did you Eat last? soft taco. What’s the most Expensive gift you’ve ever received? probably my laptop... How do you like your Eggs? i usually eat them scrambled. Have you ever been so angry you thought you might Explode? yeah. not often, and takes a lot, but yes. F! Would you ever want to be Famous? i’d love to be a singer but fame would suck major balls. Do you think you’re Funny? not generally. Are Flashing lights fun? i don’t generally think they are fun... When was the last time you Flew in a plane? yeeears ago. i don’t remember when exactly... Has a Folding chair ever un-folded and squished you while you were on it? no.that’d suck. G! Did you ever wear Glasses, even though you didn`t need them? no.. Have you ever eaten Glue? no, gross. Do you Give to charity? when i can.... that is not often right now.
Do you think Goats are cute? yeah. H! When was the last time you High-fived someone? wy gave me high-fives a few hours ago. Do you dye your Hair? nope.
Are you Happy with your life? at this second, yes. wy is asleep holding my hand hostage. When was the last time someone physically Hurt you? it’s been awhile. Do you always wear a Helmet when you go cycling? no. pretty much never on the rare occasion i go riding. I! What’s your favourite flavour of Ice-cream? depends where from, honestly. Could you ever live in an Igloo? no.. Do you know what an Icoceles triangle is? Isosceles triangle*, yes. <<<<< yup. What’s the most incredible thing you’ve ever seen? i don’t know. i guess phe give birth, but it was also disgusting. Do Insects freak you out? some. J! When was the last time you completed a Jigsaw? it’s been a very long time. Do you like Jam? sometimes. Tell me a Joke! i suck at joke telling.
Are you Jealous of anyone? people with their life figured out and going well.
K! Who was the last person you Kissed? wyatt, technically. Do you have a nice Kitchen? no. it’s tiny and not enough storage space. Do you like Kiwi fruit? occasionally. i have to be in the mood for them. Do you find Knock-Knock jokes hilarious? depends on the joke.... Do you tend to Keep a bunch of stuff you really don’t need? yes. it’s horrible. L! Do you think walking under a Ladder is bad luck? no. i’m not a superstitious person. Have you ever been inside a Limo? i have not. Do you really hate Losing? it’s not my favorite, but it’s kind of whatever if i do. Do you like playing with Legos? i did when i was younger. i haven’t tried recently. but i am sure i will sooner or later with wy. lol. Do you think you have a cool Laugh? i hate my laugh. M! Did you collect Marbles as a kid? not really. i had a few, but i didn’t collect them. Do you look in the Mirror a lot? no. i didn’t even know i had a scratch on my face from wy until someone mentioned it to me because i rarely look in the mirror. i wouldn’t have noticed for a long time if it hadn’t been mentioned. Do you have a Moustache? no i don’t. Could you live without Music? probably, but it’d be a little less enjoyable. i like music a lot. Do you like going to Museums? i do. but i rarely get to. N! What’s your Name? marlina. Do you like your Neighbours? i don’t know them, jake knows some, and my grandparents know some, but i’ve never talked to any. Do you watch the News? not really, no. What`s your favourite Number? don’t have one. O! Do Opposites really attract? they can, for sure. at first glance, jake and i seem to be opposites. but we have a lot in common too. Would you hate working in an Office? no, i don’t think so. it’d be better than working in a factory. Are you Open-minded? i think so. Do you think Olives are gross? green ones are gross. black are good on some things. P! When was the last time you made Pancakes? last week, or couple weeks ago. Are you wearing Pajamas? no. jeans and a tshirt. Have you ever been to Paris? i have not. Can you play the Piano? i know the basics. Do you Pull the door that says Push or Push the door that says Pull often? not often, but it does happen. Q! Are you a Quiet person? i am. it’s a common complaint with a lot of people. Do you ask too many Questions when you first meet someone? no. i don’t ask enough, probably, because i don’t say much. Are you a Quick learner? in most instances, yes. Did you know that Mythbusters proved that a Quack can echo? i did not know that. Do you know anyone called Quentin? a girl i used to be friends with had a brother named quentin. R! Do you smile everytime you see a Rainbow? not every time, but i make sure to show people when i do. they are pretty. Do you listen to the Radio all the time? not all the time. Can you Roller-blade? yeah, i can. i used to do it a lot back in the day. Do you take a Rubber-duck in the bath with you? nope. i generally take showers. wy has a rubber duck now though. it’s gray with flames. lol. Can you Run fast? i run fairly quick, but not super fast. S! What makes you Scared? there are way too many things. especially now that i’m a mom. Don’t you think Sellotape is cool? i don’t know what that is. Do you get Sick a lot? not generally. i’ve been getting more ear infections than usual though.. and i’ve been having gallbladder issues and i’ll probably be getting it removed. Do you still own a Slinky? i do not. T! Did you like Thomas the Tank Engine when you were a kid? he wasn’t my favorite cartoon. When was the last time you were in a Taxi? when i was very, very little. i don’t even remember it. Are you Thirsty? a little. Do you always remember to say Thank-you? usually. but it also depends if i get too anxious... Do you take care of your Teeth? not as good as i should have... i’ve been doing better. but in some ways, it’s a little late. U! Do you own an Umbrella? probably somewhere. Do you live Underneath anyone? nope. Do you think hanging Upside-down is fun? not anymore. i used to when i was younger. i loved the monkey bars. Have you ever put water in a rubber-glove and pretended they were Udders? i’ve put water in a rubber glove, but i didn’t pretend they were udders. Do you think you are Ugly? i know i am. V! Do you live in a Village? nope. Do you have a cool Voice? no. i don’t. What’s your Vice? lately, cookies. but that’s just because i bought super good cookie dough and made cookies. Do you still own any old Video’s? my parents do. Do you think you could survive in the Victorian era? i don’t know.. W! Are you too Warm right now? no. i’m pretty cool. Do you like Weetabix? i don’t know what that is. Do you wear a Watch everyday? i never do. i use my phone. Are you cautious about your Weight? i hate my weight right now... once i’m done breastfeeding, i am definitely doing something about it. Do you get Worried a lot? all the time about every single thing. X! Do you like to play the Xylophone? i used to like the toy ones when i was younger. Did you ever watch Xena: Warrior Princess? nope. Have you ever been X-Rayed? a few times. Are you Xenophobic? no. Did you know that X is 10 in Roman Numerals? i did know that. Y! Do you like Yogurt? i do like yogurt. especially vanilla or blueberry. Was Yesterday better than today? no. yesterday was worse. at least i was with wyatt today. Do you like the colour Yellow? it’s not my favorite. How are You? i’m tired and annoyed and stressed. i’m not sure what i’m doing. Do you Yell a lot? not really, no. Z! Do you think a horse painted to look like a Zebra is cool? no...
Do you know your Zodiac sign? virgo. Do you take Zinc? i do not. Did you know that Steve Irwin said to run in Zigzags to escape a Croc? yes. it’s funny you mention steve irwin. i am watching jack hanna, and i was saying how i prefer steve irwin.. i really want to find all the crocodile hunter series on dvd, so if anyone knows where i can find that, send me a link or something.
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