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gyuwoncheol · 8 months

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Room Service

↳ A part 2 to 15 Minutes

Pair: Scoups x f!reader

Genre: Smut, Concert!Cheol, husband!Cheol, dom!Cheol, 18+ only (MDNI).

Summary: The only thing hornier than pre-concert Cheol is post-concert Cheol. Lucky for you, you’re the only one in the world with an all-access VIP ticket to this immersive experience.

Warnings: Porn with plot, Concert!Cheol, dom!Cheol, daddy kink, breeding kink, big dick!Cheol, pussy drunk!Cheol, cock hungry!reader, so. many. orgasms., quickie sex, unprotected sex (stay safe, children), oral (f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), lots of making out, creampieS, slightly public sex, dick riding, manhandling, pussy slapping (like once), use of color system, overstimulation, body worship, breast/nipple play, hair pulling, spitting, crying during and after sex (but it’s not a kink), dirty talk, use of pet names (my love, baby, princess, baby girl, angel), fluff at the end. Please let me know if i missed something, i can’t remember all the filth. Not thoroughly proofread.

WC: 4.1k

Author's Note: Did I get carried away? Hell yes. is this the filthiest thing I’ve ever written? Could be. Except the other wip I have also for Seungcheol might just beat it. Thank you so much again for the love on 15 Minutes. I hope this 2nd part lives up to it.

Author's 2nd Note: For new readers, you don’t have to read 15 Minutes as this can stand on its own, but it would make more sense if you did read it.

“My good girl.”

Seungcheol chuckled as he plunged deep into your cunt, his cock pushing through your mixed cum that you so diligently kept in as instructed, “so good at following instructions huh?”

“Fuck baby, you’re so messy” Cheol cursed, mouth watering at the sight of your stored cum slowly dripping out of your hole as he dragged out his entire length until only the tip was in. You groaned when you felt globs of it trickle down your thigh, your husband’s large hand slowly pushing you down against the back of the couch. You felt him engulf you, his chest against your back, hot breath on your ears, “cat got your tongue, babe?” The man teased just as he thrusted his length back into you, causing more cum to overflow from your hole.

It had only been roughly 30 minutes since the concert finally ended, the boys doing all the post show rituals from changing clothes to shooting backstage content, and as soon as that was over, Seungcheol had all but dragged you to another dressing room, not even saying anything as he unzipped your jeans and dragged your very soiled panties down. Not that you were surprised though, post-concert was always when Cheol was the horniest, with all that adrenaline still pumping through his veins.

You could feel the prominent vein on his cock drag through your walls deliciously as he alternated between slow and fast thrusts, an arm snaked around your torso while hot phrases flew from his mouth.

“Fuck, pussy so tight.”

“All mine.”

“I’ll give you all my babies.”

“Gon’ pump you full.”

“My good girl so desperate for cum.”

“Cheol!” You screeched in between moans when you felt him hit that sensitive spot particularly rough.

“Did you watch me tonight, baby? Why weren’t you in the stands?” He asked suddenly, as if he wasn’t still railing you from behind.

“C-couldn’t g-go” you squeaked, willing yourself to form words when all you really wanted to do was whimper in pleasure, “had to… be— behave… fuck!”

“Behave?” Cheol clarified even though he sensed where this was going. In all the times they rushed backstage in between sets, not once had you moved from your spot, sitting cross legged on top of the large black trunk cases situated right in front of the screen which broadcasted the events on stage. “Words, baby” he said sweetly yet firmly when he saw you nod eagerly.

“Yes! Behave. Had t-to… k-keep.. shiiiiit,” you groaned, your elbows harshly rubbing on the leather material of the couch after another rough entry of Cheol’s cock, “keep da-daddy’s… cum… in me.” You finished off your defense and you could already see your husband’s smirk without even really looking at him.

“Aren’t. You. Such. An. Angel.” Seungcheol punctuated each word with a deep harsh thrust.

“And all yours.” You punctuated as you looked back at him, both your eyes glazing in lust. The loud sound of skin slapping skin and your pussy squelching at every thrust was unmistakable, the room smelled of sex. The group’s leader was sweating even more than he did when he got off stage, his warmth radiating onto your body as he kept you impossibly close to him, jackhammering his cock in your cunt.

“Shit shit shit shit..” you cried out loud when his other hand suddenly rubbed fast circles on your clit.

“FUCK!” Seungcheol growled at your release, your pussy clamping down on him so tightly that it triggered his own. He stilled within you in an instant, bodies folded in half against the leather couch, your husband continuously muttering incoherent words as the feeling of your fluttering walls drove him to another level of cloud 9.

“Yah! You two better eat already if you’re really planning to go all night” Seungkwan scolded in his best mom voice when the both of you entered the buffet area hand in hand.

You hid your face on Cheol’s shoulders, suddenly very aware of all 12 boys looking your way. They were very much aware of what you two had been doing and why you were doing it. In spite of the never ending teasing and playful disgusted looks they give their leader, the members had all told you they were excited for Cheol to become a dad mostly because it meant he’d get off their asses.

“We’re actually going ahead. We’ll take a different car.” Your husband announced, a gentle squeeze to your hand when some of the boys howled at the implication of both of you going back to the hotel first.

“Really not wasting any time huh?” Soonyoung smirked despite having his mouth full of noodles

“What? She’s leaving soon!” Seungcheol whined.

“Y/n still has a week left!!” Mingyu corrected with a roll of his eyes.

“Yeah yeah, still not enough!” Cheol replied. He gave a curt nod to Jeonghan, calling his name firmly as if to say ‘i leave the kids with you.’

“Hyung, seriously, you both have to eat.” DK was next to remind you both as he knows you’re both still running on empty stomachs.

“We’ll get room service,” your husband called out, inching closer towards the exit doors that would lead you to the vans.

“We hope it's the food kind! And maybe let y/n get some real sleep after!” Joshua’s reminder had you giggling, glad enough to know the boys still cared for you even though all you’ve done was hog all of Seungcheol’s free time.

Surprisingly, you had both managed to stay well behaved in the car ride home. If anything, you two were very sweet, your head resting on Cheol’s shoulders as he held your hand through the ride and absentmindedly played with your fingers.

Even when you had both showered together in the hotel room, your husband did not try to make any advances, he simply cleaned you both up, even giving you a nice massage on your scalp when you lathered your favorite shampoo.

Contrary to what his members may think, Seungcheol wasn’t too adamant about fucking you all night. He could see how tired you actually are and Mingyu was right, you did still have a week left with him. He just wants to make sure you are cared for like his queen this whole trip, whether that meant blowing your back or giving you 8 hours of sleep, he didn’t mind.

“Tired, baby?” He asked as he secured the knot on your fluffy hotel robe.

You lazily smiled at him as you settled in bed, pulling him towards you for good measure. “I’m ok.”

“Hungry? Wanna get some food now?”

“Want you to kiss me.”

Seungcheol was taken aback by the boldness of your request, not because it was the first time you asked, but because you both have definitely done more than just kissing these past 72 hours. He smiled sheepishly as he climbed over you, settling on your side as his chapped lips kissed your soft ones. You clutched onto his hand on your neck, sighing happily when you felt him deepen the kiss.

“Someone’s happy,” a low chuckle from your husband.

“Mhmm,” you hummed, “i love your kisses.” Despite the raunchy sex, there was always just something so nice and intimate about kissing your husband. His lips were always so plump against yours and the way he’d hold you securely always made you feel like you meant the world to him.

“You’re so beautiful, i love you so much,” Seungcheol admired your bare face before sucking on your lower lip.

You moaned out an i love you too but it only got swallowed by the man who couldn’t get enough of you. You climbed on his lap, trapping him in between your legs, taking control of this little makeout session you were having. Inevitably, the more you kissed him, the more your hips moved on its own accord, grinding on Cheol’s robe-covered bottom half.

You were moving erratically, wanting to chase a high you knew you needed if you were to fit Cheol’s dick again tonight.

“Daddy, please...” you cried, annoyed that you just couldn’t get to where you wanted to be

“Please what, baby girl?”

You whined desperately at the dangerously low tone in your ear, “please make me cum.”

Record time is what you’d call it, the way Seungcheol went from flipping you over to casting your robe open to having his mouth suck on your clit harshly. You couldn’t even process it, all you knew was your throat was straining from how you were screaming his name with how he lapped at your cunt. His tongue licked bold stripes from your hole to your clit before he'd suck the sensitive bud. If there's anything Cheol has perfected, it's his hand-mouth coordination, the way he perfectly syncs his plush lips to suck at your clit while two fingers sink in you and curl to graze that spongy spot inside your walls. It should really have you embarrassed at how quick it could unravel the coil in your stomach. Your orgasm exploding in colorful bursts behind your eyes whilst soaking your husband's face in a mess.

"I forgot how sweet you fucking taste," he groaned, slurping the juices leaking from your hole. He peeked up at you from where he was, your mouth agape and chest rising and falling while your fingers still gripped on his hair. You were hissing from oversensitivity but you should've known that post-concert Cheol was a starved man. When he deemed he had swallowed all of you, three fingers prodded at your entrance that had you arching your back from the bed only to be pushed down with your husband's free arm. "Stay still, baby. Daddy's not done yet."

"Fuuuuuuck, " you panted, going delirious from the overstimulation your pussy was feeling. You writhed in vain as Cheol smothered your cunt like a full course meal. When you tried to squirm away, he delivered a slap to your pussy that sent shocks all over your body. "I'm cu- fuck! I'm cumming," you shuddered, thighs closing in on your husband's head.

Seungcheol chuckled at your state, a proud grin across his face when he finally settled beside you. After pulling back to back orgasms from you in less than 10 minutes, he knew you were oversensitive and just needed to not be touched. "You okay, my love?"

"Just.." you panted, "Just a minute."

You rolled over on your stomach when you regained enough strength, and slowly but surely got on your wobbly knees to climb on your husband's thick thighs. Seungcheol wanted to squeeze your bare breasts but seeing as you were still slightly swaying, he decided to hold you securely by the waist. "what're you doing?" He mused while watching you fumble with the knot of his robe.

His dick twitched at the sight of your lust blown, hooded eyes. "Daddy..." You smiled, god, you were so far gone, "Wanna ride you."

Seungcheol moaned, hurriedly helping you untie his robe and throwing it to the floor. You salivated at the sight of his hard cock slapping against his stomach, red tip leaking with precum. Anchoring your palms on his chest, you kept your eyes trained on him as you sucked on your tongue before letting some of your saliva drool onto his length, your hand immediately gripping and spreading the fluid along his shaft, thumb grazing at the slit.

“Holy shit,” he cursed, hips bucking into your hand on instinct. A wicked smile crossed your face, delighted with the effect your actions had on him.

Cheol's eyes rolled to the back of his head when you finally let your pussy glide against his cock, coating it even more in your wetness.

"Fuck baby, what's gotten into you?" He hissed as you picked up your pace, grinding his cock against your wet folds, always making sure to let the tip kiss your clit when you move down. "So fucking needy for daddy's cock huh?"

You moaned when one of his large hand squeezed your right breast and his dick leaked more precum onto his stomach. The sight of you, head falling back and mouth parted, was immaculate. He wished he remembered where his phone was right now, it would've been the perfect photo to take for him to get off on in the future. He committed it to memory as best he could, but even that thought immediately flew away when he finally felt you sink into his dick.

"Oh my god,” you moaned in unison.

Seungcheol wasn't so sure if he was wincing from your nails digging into his chest or from the vice grip of your cunt on his cock, but either way, both felt like heaven to him. "Baby girl, you just came twice and you're still so fucking tight.”

"C-can take you, daddy. Please... p-promise!" You begged, lowering yourself to take in a few more inches of him. The stretch was familiar yet it still had you squeezing your eyes shut and biting your lower lip.  Afraid he wouldn't be able to stay still any longer, Cheol took the matter in his own hands, sitting up to bring your chest flush against his, connecting your lips in a heated kiss to distract you from the pain. He still tasted of you and a slight hint of your minty toothpaste. When he felt you relax, his strong hold sank you onto him until he was fully sheathed. You broke from the kiss, head falling back once again at the overwhelming feeling of being so full.

"Cmon, baby, thought you wanted to ride me?" He sucked on the column of your throat, causing you to swivel your hips. "There you go. You can do it." God, his voice was so sinful it made your insides churn. Another strangled moan left your mouth when his wet tongue made contact with your right nipple, licking and sucking before he kissed between the valley of your breasts, only to nip at your left bud.

"Oh my god, Cheol!" You pulled at his hair, wanting him to leave your sensitive breasts alone.

He laughed dryly at your attempt but still allowed you that space. He let go of your waist to lean back with his palms against the mattress to have a full view of you. "Cmon baby," He spurred on, "show daddy what you got."

Choi Seungcheol was simply left with no regrets at his challenge. His eyes almost turned completely black when you decided to fully bounce on him. When you found a good pace, you alternated between bouncing and grinding, one hand squeezing your breast as the other held onto his knee for support. "Fuck, daddyyy," you cried at the stretch, and he could just feel your pussy clenching on his cock even more.

"So fucking needy," he spat, "Can't get enough of my cock."

You shook your head at his words, mewling when your clit rubbed deliciously at his pelvis and his engorged head kissed your cervix. "D-daddy.."

"That's it, baby girl," Seungcheol cooed, bucking his hips up to meet yours, "get off on me, ride me 'til you shake. Need you to cum, princess."

Encouraged by your husband's words, you lifted ‘til just the tip was in before sitting down on him harshly. He continued to praise you and how delicious your warm pussy felt, a string of very lewd words produced with every swivel of your hips. Your face contorted in pleasure and he knew you were close, "touch yourself," came his instructions.

"shit!" You cursed, cumming on the spot when two of your fingers rubbed against your clit.

Seungcheol beamed at how well he knew you, your tells and your triggers when you're about to cum. But what he didn't see coming was just how fast the sight of you getting off on top of him would quickly bring him to the edge too. If he didn’t catch it at the last second, he might have just spilled in you.

In one swift motion, not even pulling out of you, he flipped you on your back and trapped you under his weight. You yelped when he pumped into you, catching you off guard as you were still trying to ride out your own orgasm.

"Ba-aby, fuck. You're d-driving me insane," he growled, "don't you dare fucking close your eyes. Keep 'em on me."

Your fingers weaved through his hair, as you desperately tried to follow his instructions. If only he wasn't hell bent on reaching his high, Seungcheol would've laughed at how often you'd train your eyes to look at him every time they kept trying to roll to the back of your head. "Daddy's gonna fuck a baby in you, you want that, princess?"

"Y-yes daddy! yes!" You mewled, both your legs being lifted up, calves resting on Seungcheol’s meaty shoulders, while he inserted a pillow below your ass. "Fuck me full, daddy, please,” a breathless request.

He folded you in half, planting his knees on the mattress and bracing himself on your sides. Seungcheol drove his cock into you, hitting you so deep that you felt him just below your cervix and you moaned the loudest that night. Strangled moan after strangled moan came out of your mouth while throaty grunts and curse words flew off from his, all this mixed with the explicit sound of your sweaty bodies colliding.

"m-more, daddy! More, please!"

"Fuuuuuuck, you're insatiable, so fucking tight," Seungcheol moaned. His movements were rough, pulling out of you completely before fully slamming back in and going deep with every move. The sex was everything close to animalistic, you could feel him in the deepest parts of you, consistently hitting a spot that made your brain short circuit. "So needy for my cum, want to be filled so bad."

"Daddy, so- oh my god. So fucking big.”

“Princess, I-I’m.. s-so...close,” he warned, staring at your teary eyes while your hands intertwined behind his neck. Seungcheol buried his cock in you, not bothering to thrust out of your grip, instead grinding endlessly to help stimulate your clit against his pelvis.

"Cum with me, Cheollie. P-please."

Your husband growled before his hips jerked twice, hot spurts of his cum painting your walls white. His eyes boring into yours and the feeling of being so full only triggered your own release, rendering you into a babbling mess. Seungcheol connected your mouths in a kiss, not caring that you were already out of breath. He interspersed them with praises of how good you felt clenching on his cock.

"I love you, Cheollie."

"I know baby, I know. I love you too," he breathed, hissing at how hard he still was despite just hitting his climax. His dick was almost painful in your tight hold, "give me one more, yeah?"

Before you could even process his question, you were already flipped on all fours, whining at the temporary emptiness. "Wha- Cheol, I-"

"Be good for daddy, yeah? One more, princess. One more to get you round and full." But who were you to deny your Choi Seungcheol? Your husband who was just as ready to start a family with you like he's always dreamed of. Your arms gave way when you felt him breach your abused hole once more, your limp body allowing him to control your hips even more. He was kneading your ass, surely leaving handprints in his wake.

"Ch- ahh!" You cried in a silent scream, the pleasure you were feeling just devouring your every being. You could feel the goosebumps rise on you scalp and run to the tips of your toes as Seungcheol pounded you from behind. "Cheollie... Oh.. oh! fu-uuuck."

He pulled you by your hair harshly, your back flush against his chest, the low rumble of his voice affecting your body, "Call me Cheollie again and you won't get to cum."

"Daddy!" you whined apologetically, tears freely flowing down your cheeks.

"There you go, not so hard huh, princess?" Seungcheol teased, an arm wrapping around your shoulders while the other cupped at your cunt. "Color, my love?"

"G-green, daddy.. Pl-Please... just j-ust cum in me."

"Fuck, you sound so broken... So greedy for my cum." Seungcheol relentlessly fucked up into you, until his pace grew erratic and bent you both forward. He stopped himself with his forearm to the mattress so as not to crush you, but with your muscles already weak, you simply face planted into the soft hotel pillows, drool and tears staining the white sheets.

"All mine," your husband chanted repetitively, stilling inside your pussy as it clenched around him tightly. Your orgasm rippled through you in a big tidal wave that Seungcheol could just feel your slick coat him anew. Your whole body shook uncontrollably, jolts of electricity alighting all your nerves. With one last loud call of your name, Seungcheol shot his load inside you, white ropes of sticky cum filling your cunt to the brim. His own thighs trembling as he finally collapsed on you, knocking out the little air you had left. He whispered i love you's to your ear, riding out his own orgasm which lasted longer than the both of you expected, especially when he just came a few minutes ago.

In your two years of marriage, you don't think you've ever been this spent after sex, and neither did Seungcheol. But nothing catches his attention faster than the sound of you sniffing followed by a tiny hiccup. He moves up and pulls out of you so quickly that he hisses harshly, but you whine out even louder, causing alarm bells to ring in his head.

"nooo..." you cry pathetically, your voice barely above a whisper, "come back."

"Baby, what's wrong?" Seungcheol pulls you towards him, eyes scanning your body for any abnormal pain, dreading the next few words out of his mouth, "did I hurt you?"

You shook your head no, your hands grabbing at his chest to pull yourself closer to him and bury your face in his neck.

"Princess..." he started gently, still not completely sure if you were really okay. "I need your words. Need you to tell me if I hurt you."

You choked as you tried to speak, voice straining from all the noises you've made tonight, but you were well aware your crying did nothing to comfort your husband. "I'm okay."

"Was I too much?"

"No. Never." You assured with a soft kiss on his chest. "So good to me."

Seungcheol let out a sigh of relief at your words. "Wanna tell me why you're crying?" He asked, moving you both on your side so he could look at you properly, one hand soothing your back. His warm breath tickled your face, as he tried to wipe away your tears with the softest look in his eyes.

You felt another squeeze in your heart while warmth crept up in your cheeks, both your hands instinctively covering your face when tears pricked at your eyes once more. You mumbled something but Cheol couldn't really understand and he didn't want to push, so he held you tighter instead, leaving kisses on your shoulder as his free hand brushed your hair. He could feel your tears wet his neck and shoulder and he willed himself to stay patient and calm.

"I'm sorry," you squeaked after a long bout of silence between you two, "am I scaring you?"

"A little bit," Seungcheol chuckled.

You looked up into his eyes, wanting to make sure he knows he did nothing wrong, "I'm just overwhelmed," your voice began to crack again at the last word, "I... I just... I really want a family with you, Cheol," you sobbed, your hands attempting to cover your face again but your husband was quick enough to grab at them. His own cupped your face instead, a thumb wiping at your tears as he let out the brightest smile, his own cheeks dusted in a light pink shade. "I really want this to work, Cheol."

"I do, too, baby but in our own time, yeah? If it’s for us, then it will happen one way or another. Let's not pressure ourselves too much. I don't want you to pressure yourself too much," your husband comforted, "Besides, with or without kids, I already have you... and Kkuma… you're already family to me."

You were pretty sure you felt your heart grow a size bigger at his words, mentally thanking the heavens you had a husband who adored and loved you so much.

Your moment was cut off by the incessant buzz of a phone and when you looked towards the bedside table to check, sure enough your device was vibrating towards the edge. Picking it up to stop the ring, your eyes grew wide at the notification that flashed on top of the screen, a smile dancing on your lips as you comprehended the app’s words in black font.

"Cheollie?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm ovulating."

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barcalover86 · 10 months

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Hey, can u do a Gavi or Pedri prank, where reader buys him those dissolvable swim trunks, and makes he wears them while there on vacation or at a pool party with friends.

Prank 2- Pablo Gavi

I really love this idea! Thank you for your request!!

I'm so sorry for the wait!

Prank 1 here

You saw days ago a tik tok where a girl pranked her boyfriend, giving him as a present some dissolvable swimsuit. You wanted to try on it so hard. You were dying to see his reaction.

That made you buy a black one, hoping that at today's pool party with his friends, he would wear it.

He was happy that you've got him a gift and that made you giggle, knowing what's going to happen.

Pablo was a watter boy. He loves to swim. Today's not gonna be different.

When you saw that, he was getting into the pool with his friends, you took your phone and started to record it.

"Why are you smiling like that, y/n?" asked Aurora.

You giggled sweetly before telling her the prank you've pulled on her brother.

"No way!" she said excited. "Oh, please, record it. I wanna see his reaction so bad!"

It didn't last, not even 5 minutes, until Pablo started to realise that there's something wrong with his shorts. He reached for it, and when he took his hand out of the water, he saw a piece of its material.

"Que!?" he said quietly, but somehow everyone heard it.

You started to laugh hard with Aurora and Pablo got really embarrassed after realising what's happened.

"Oh, who did that?" said Mario while laughing.

"Who do you think?" you said.

"You are a genius, I swear to god."

You stopped the video and you went to Gavi, while everyone was still laughing and talking about other type of pranks.

You smiled at him and he turned red.

"Amor.." he said softly and he was about to cry. You felt so bad that you've got him a towel to cover.

"Don't cry, it was just a prank." you tried to console him.

"I know and I'm not mad. I'm just so embarrassed right now. Everyone is laughing at me."

"No, no, cariño. They are not laughing at you. They are laughing about this situation. You know we all love you."

"They still laugh because I'm naked." he said before you helped him putting the towel on his body.

"They already forgot about it."

He shook his head and hid his face in your neck while starting to sob.

"Mi amor.." you said, now clearly feeling bad.

You told everyone that you are going in the house.

"Use protection, hermano!"

"Oh, shut up, ok!?" Gavi responded angry with tears in his eyes.

"No need to be mad, alright." said Mario in surrender.

Gavi took a quick shower before returning to you, sitting on his bed. You smiled at him and opened your arms to hug.

He hugged you back while you were rubbing gently his back.

"I'm really sorry.."

"It's ok."

You then kissed his lips and nose while he blushed.

"But please.. don't make such pranks to me. You have no idea how excited I was that you had gotten me a gift and how embarrassed I was when I'd got rid of it."

You nodded and he smiled.

"But still. You were so pretty with it..especially when it.. suddenly disappeared." you said with a confused face.

He laughed a bit which made you relax a bit.

"Don't make me blush more, princesita." He said while putting his nose on your neck.

He kissed it then took you into his arms to cuddle.

The next day, you talked to everyone to forget about it and when Pablo talked to his friends, no one was saying anything about yesterday.

2nd Masterlist

If you want to see prank fincs with Gavi-> @pablitogavii (she started it)

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zoe-oneesama · 1 year

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Hi Zoe, I saw a few asks before about a physical edition of Scarlet Lady, I'm curious how you are planning to go about it? For now I saw you talk about volume one, are you planning to make one season = one volume? Will there be any changes to the current comics? (Like color, bonuses etc.) thank you in advance!

Yes, the plan is 1 Volume = 1 Season, with Volume 5 having the finale episodes, so, extra thiccccc.

I have edited the pages to fix spelling errors and made a few changes so subtle that I can't even remember them, as well as trying to make old pages more legible. And there are bonus images and commentary to fill in the blank spots left by page bonuses.

^Here's an example bonus pictures I made for "The Pharaoh". It's the picture Alix joked about sharing with the class of Marinette dressed as Scarlet Lady, and Plagg dressed as the Black Cat statues that the group walks past at the end of the episode.

Because mixam (the ones who'll be making these books) needs pages divisible by 4, I do have some full color pages for the Volumes that happened to not fit that number nicely (so far it's just Volume 2), so look forward to that. I think I'll share those pages later this week.

Additionally, the chapters got new "headers" since they're in a new format:

^Ivan finally got his moment!

So, it's not as easy as just throwing it into a PDF and giving it out like that. I want this to be a special gift for anyone who's willing to put down money for my content - they deserve something extra for their interest, which is also why I'm not trying to spoil everything.

As for the status of everything: - Volume 1: Final Walk-through. I've gone through one draft and added a few things to match changes I made to other volumes, so after I complete a few commissions I'll be ordering in another (hopefully final!) draft. One book costs me about $60 to order, but that's because I'm not ordering in bulk. But it does mean I take plenty of time between ordering draft. - Volume 2: 2nd Draft. Volume 1 had very few errors in its first draft but Volume 2 had quite a lot, starting with the cover being so dark it was basically a black blob with green eyes (the covers are the different heroes). So I've been editing saturation on the cover and need to print just the cover locally to find the right balance. Additionally, there were a handful that accidentally got cut off, so I needed to fix those. The cover is really the biggest thing holding things up. - Volume 3: Ready for it's 1st Draft. Again, these are expensive, and after the debacle with Volume 2 I want to test print Volume 3's cover to make sure it doesn't have the same problem since it also has a lot of black. - Volume 4: Only the pages have been edited. That means I need to do chapter covers, extras, chibis, and page fillers, as well as the cover. - Volume 5: Same as Volume 4, as well as not being done with the season.

Additionally, I'm not out here trying to get sued, so I need an original product to sell with the book being a "freebie". I don't do a lot of original content, so any suggestions would be appreciated. A print? Charm? Bookmark? Stickers?...pencil?

Then there's obviously the store to use, launching a page, creating marketing materials~ All super fun -_-

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imabeautifulbutterfly · 2 months

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The Gym Membership - Part 31 (Crosshair)

Summary: Layla tries to make amends

A/N: Hello Lovelies,

Thank you all for joining in on the 450 Follower celebration, so far it's been really well received. Which surprised me and really touched my heart. The celebration is still going, until April 2nd or until all the prompts have been used at least once. Anyway, I'm back to posting, and working on new fics and materials. Enjoy.

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Italics - inner thoughts

Warnings: Guilt, apologies, irritations, making amends. If I miss any warnings, please let me know.

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Waves of guilt hit me as he grabbed his cup and walked out, I closed my eyes trying to calm my racing heart. There were so many things I needed to apologize for; I’d been meaning to call him for a long time and arrange a time for us to sit down and talk.

Even the girls really were trying to encourage me to lift up the phone and dial, Mel kept trying to tell me he wasn’t as scary as he appeared, and he’d even be more understanding than I expected. Which was true, something I realized the day we lost Avery, and realized how wrong I was about him.

Come on Layla, you gonna be a coward again and let your own guilty conscience beat you down? I grabbed my cup and rushed out after him.

“Crosshair, wait!” I called out to him rushing after him towards the parking lot. Of course, as always when you’re in a hurry, that’s when everyone in the tri-state area feels it’s important to drive right in front of me. Through the myriads of cars, I could see him walking further away, I needed to apologize for my own piece of mind. I wanted us to be on better terms.

“Crosshair!”

I shouted at the top of my lungs, hoping my voice would carry over the cars driving past, God! Why were there so many cars all of sudden! I watched as he stopped in his tracks, turning back to look at me, a quizzical expression on his face.

He’d arrived at his car, when he heard his name being called, he turned to see Layla jittering in her spot, waiting for the opportune moment to cross the street. He covered his mouth by taking a sip of his coffee, as a small chuckle escaped his lips. She really reminded him of a squirrel, the way she kept looking ready to cross the street and then holding back. Eventually, after moments of negotiating she managed to run across and catch up with him.

“I’m glad you waited” my words came out rather quickly, I wasn’t one for running, and I’d been out of my workout routine for several months now, but jogging across the street should not have caused me to run out of air that much. Lord, I needed to hit the gym again.

“What’s up, Layla?” It’s not that he minded her really, it’s just his bad mood from that morning was still lingering, and the last thing he wanted to do was say the wrong thing, because he was irritated.

“Right. Straight to the point. I …” I let out a chuckled sigh, my heart felt like it was going to pound its way right out of my chest. Okay, I get it. I gotta hit the gym, just calm down. I tried to tell my heart, and my nerves that seemed to be jumping out of their own accord, “I wanted to apologize to you.”

Cross shook his head as a smirk appeared on his lips, “Layla, you already got me the ice and a new cup of coffee, it’s all good.” He turned to open his car door when her hand slammed against the door.

“No. I owe you a real apology for … for everything!” I looked into his eyes, hoping he could feel my sincerity.

He leaned against his car, his hand carding through his hair, “Layla, what the hell are you talking about?”

I stepped closer to him, “For everything. For the way I treated you from the first day I met you, to every time I cursed you in my head. I know …” I cleared my throat as it started to tighten, “I knew it was never your fault with regards to what happened to Avery. None of it was your fault. I …” I rubbed my forehead, my well planned and thought out apology was quickly falling apart in front of me, “what I’m trying to say, is that I am incredibly sorry about everything. About how I treated you, how I made you feel, and about everything I’ve ever said to you. I know you loved my sister, that was very evident. I also know you were grieving and trying to deal with everything in your own way, I just … I never stopped to think about how you were feeling. I’m sorry.”

He leaned further against his car, he didn’t say anything as he let her words sink in, well if they were going to be doing apologies … he rubbed the back of his neck, tilting it from side to side hoping to uncurl the kink there. “Listen, you’re not the only one who should be offering an apology. I’m ….I’m sorry too. I was cold, distant and annoyed with you, partly because you weren’t her, partly because Avery was lying there, but mostly because I … I didn’t deserve to be there.”

“What! Of course, you did. You were her husband, you guys loved each other.”

“No. We … we may have loved each other as best friends, I mean I was always happy to see her, to talk to her, to touch her and feel her, but she deserved better than me. I think if she hadn’t been injured once we got back State-side we … we probably would’ve been divorced by now. Still on talking terms, maybe the occasional bed buddies, but not married. I didn’t deserve to be the one by her side, she deserved a better man.”

“Cross, did you make her happy? While she was alive, did you make her happy?”

“I tried my best to.”

“Then you are exactly the man she deserved. Even if you didn’t think you deserved to be there, she believed that you did.”

I let out a sigh as I leaned against the car beside him, “I never told you, but she was excited to introduce you to me, she couldn’t wait to tell me all about this amazing sniper she was seeing.” Tears welled up in my eyes as I thought back to Avery, “Truth is, I was angry with you because you got to spend more time with her. Especially her last days. All my interactions with her, especially the last several months, were either letters, phone calls or emails. Even if she was going to be back State-side, she wouldn’t be by my side 24/7, she would’ve gone to see her friends, you … it’s just … our last conversation wasn’t much of a conversation. Not to mention, I kind of yelled at her.”

The warmth from the coffee eased the tension in my shoulders and heart as I took a look sip, “Listen Cross, at the end of the day we both loved her, and who knows maybe you’re right.” I shrugged, “Maybe you guys would’ve gotten divorced when you spent more time together in a more ‘normal-ish’ surrounding, but you were there when she needed you, and I’m glad you made her happy while you could.”

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tessa-liam · 1 year

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Smoke and Mirrors

We're Ready For Anything

Chapter 7

Smoke and Mirrors

-7- We're Ready for Anything

Book: The Royal Romance Finale +, Alternate Universe

Series Premise: Hidden in the shadows, poised to challenge the status quo are enemies of the state. The loyalties and honesty of family and friends will be tested. ‘Keep your friends close, your enemies closer.’

Catch Up: Smoke and Mirrors Masterlist

Main Pairing: Liam Rys x F!MC Riley Brooks-Rys, OTP ‘Liri’

2nd Pairings: Leo Rys x Amalas, Drake Walker x F!OC Delaney Leigh, Olivia Nevrakis x M!OC Alex Cossoy

All characters belong to Pixelberry, except Delaney Leigh, Officer Alex Cossoy, Geoffrey Bessler (Amalas’ head guard.)

Rating: M🔞*Series Warnings: NSFW material, sexual innuendo, adult innuendo, adult language/swearing/drinking, gun violence.

Not Beta'd, please excuse all errors.

Category: Alternate Universe/on-going series/angst/fluff

Words: 2274, Read: 10 minutes

Chapter 7: We’re Ready for Anything

Chapter Summary: Liam and Riley find out more about their twins and Lena is captured by Interpol.

Music and Title Inspiration: Ready for Anything, Landon Austin

A/N1: My submission for @choicesflashfics Week #32, Prompt #2 - “Sometimes memories can be the worst form of torture.”

A/N2: My submission for May Choices Monthly Challenge @choiceschallenge-may2023 @jerzwriter @maychallenge prompts - Mother’s Day, holding hands/ crying /caress

King’s Study, Cordonian Palace

It was late into the evening as Liam opened the financial report for Portavira on his computer. Taking note that Duke Ebrim was requesting a sizeable amount of emergency funds for the coastal region in the form of stipends.

Opening his e-mail to respond, a knock on his study door got his attention.

“Come.” Liam called out and continued typing, not taking his focus off the screen.

“Hey, Li. Am I interrupting?” Drake asked hesitantly.

Without looking up, Liam answered, “Drake, hey...what brings you here tonight?”

“Well, I need your advice on something.”

Closing his laptop, Liam stood up and walked to his bar cart, picking up two glasses and a bottle of Macallan.

Liam chuckled, “Why do I think this has something to do with a certain blond in your life?”

“Yeah, well...”

Pouring two glasses of scotch, Liam slid one to Drake and sat back down, taking a sip.

“Delaney wants to visit her parents in Austin....and she wants me to go with her.”

Drake exhaled a breath and Liam grinned.

“So, what’s the problem, Drake? Nervous about meeting your future in-laws?”

Drake shot his friend a look, and Liam roared in laughter.

“Seriously, Drake? This is not a problem, buddy!”

“Yeah, well...the thing is, her parents are pressuring her to move back home to the States. Laney is seriously considering it.”

Shaking his head, “Laney wants me to move back with her.”

Liam looked at his friend, noting the conflict in his expression.

“I don’t want to lose her, Li. I also don’t want to leave Cordonia.”

Queen’s Study, Monterissian Palace

“Geoffrey, do you have the video footage of the arrest from last night taken outside the palace?”

Amalas spoke to her guard through the speakerphone on her desk.

“Not at this time, your majesty. Interpol has not uploaded the file yet to our systems.”

“Wait a second. Pause and rewind...what did you just say?” Leo asked incredulously.

“Your majesty?” Geoffrey asked questionably.

“Leo, its protocol that the Interpol inspectors have access to all palace systems ahead of my Royal guard.” Amalas answered.

“Access, yes, but to commandeer all viewing?” Leo challenged.

“Thank you, Geoffrey, that will be all at this time.” Amalas tapped the app closed and spun around her chair, glaring at Leo.

“What the hell, Ams? You are taking orders from some ‘suit’ in Lyon, France? ….Why?”

“First of all, I don’t care for your tone. Do. Not. Speak. To. Me. Like I don’t run this country! Especially in front of my people.” Amalas countered angrily.

Leo sat back in his chair and closed his eyes. It was a challenge for the former Crown Prince to remember not to interject his personal opinions into conversations with the Monterissian Royal guard.

Amalas is the Queen, and he was overstepping.

“Secondly, I appreciate the expertise and assistance of Interpol.”

Leo sighed, shaking his head in disbelief. “I am surprised, to say the least. The ‘Spy Queen’ needing help in her own country.”

“And thirdly,” Amalas stood and frowned at Leo. “I am respecting the King of Cordonia’s request for a united front to uncover the truth behind the duplicity of the Royal guard in our countries.”

“Leo, we need to ‘cut the head off’ of this faction. There is someone or something controlling and directing operatives, like Bastien in Cordonia, that has infiltrated our highest security levels in the Royal guard of our countries.”

“Case in point: how a known fugitive can gain access to my private chambers, can pass through my security protocols. Allowed access to the Crown Princess of visiting monarchs, no less.”

“I get it Ams, I really do. ….and I am truly sorry.” Leo sighed and shook his head.

Amalas stood and walked over to Leo. Taking his face in her hands, she kissed his lips sweetly and touched her forehead to his.

Clearing his throat, Geoffrey stood outside the open door and waited to make his presence known.

“Your majesty.”

Amalas turned to look at her head guard. “Yes, Geoffrey?”

“Interpol has successfully captured and detained the security breach.”

Cordonian Palace

It was shortly after 1 am when Liam returned to the south wing of the palace. Loosening his tie, he nodded at Mara as she stood guard outside of Eleanor’s chambers and continued to walk to his personal chamber he shared with Riley.

After preparing for bed, he opened the veranda door and stepped out into the cool night air. Looking out over the gardens, he took a deep breath and smiled. Tomorrow, he and Riley would find out the sex of their twin babies. He grinned thinking about all the possibilities, but if he was being truly honest with himself, he favored having a son. Or...he chuckled, maybe another Ellie.

Shaking his head, he decided to turn in for the night to get some sleep considering the day would bring much excitement for him and his family.

Approaching his side of the king-sized bed, he noticed that Riley’s side of the bed was slept in, but Riley was not in bed.

Liam went to his closet and slid on a pair of sweatpants. After stepping into the hallway, he returned down the hall towards Ellie’s chambers. He quietly opened her bedroom door and entered the darkened room. Beside her canopy bed, the single night light glowed, and he saw his daughter's outline. Wrapped snugly and securely in her mother’s arms, she was fast asleep along with Riley.

As he placed a soft kiss on Ellie’s forehead, Riley awoke and smiled. “Hi”, Riley whispered and touched his hand. After carefully detaching her arms from her daughter, she rose from bed to join her husband in their bedroom.

Liam closed the door behind him, after following Riley.

Joining his wife under the silk sheets, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him.

“That’s better,” nuzzling her neck.

Smiling, Riley ran her fingers through his soft hair. “Working late tonight?”

“Yes, and no... Drake came to see me tonight.”

“Oh really, and here I thought you were avoiding me,” Riley smirked.

“Never!” Liam playfully teased.

“So, what was so important for Drake to pay such a late visit?"

“AHHHH, well...he wanted my advice. Drake is debating whether he should a, stay in Cordonia; or b, move to Delaney's home in Texas. And c, where he should go with his relationship with Delaney.”

Riley looked at her husband, “I know what you said.”

“I know you do, love,” kissing Riley’s nose.

“Home is where your love of your life is. I asked him what his true feelings were for Delaney. Once he can honestly answer that question, he will have his answer.”

Monterrisian Palace

The temperature in the Monterrisian palace holding cell area was at least 10 degrees cooler in the lower-level security offices. Amalas and Leo followed the Interpol officers and were shown to the viewing privacy window. Amalas was accustomed to the temperature change, but Leo had shivers go down his spine; from the temperature change, or nerves, or both.

On the other side of that window, Lena Rys was sitting in a chair alongside a female Royal guard. On the other side of the table sat Alex Cossoy and Olivia Nevrakis.

Amalas listened intently to the questioning, while Leo stared at the blond woman. Shock, mixed with disbelief left him speechless.

“What is your end game?” Olivia asked impatiently

“My end game is to take my place in the Rys family,” Lena coolly answered.

Olivia eyed Lena in disdain.

“My mother told me that my father wanted to hide me from my half-brother. That the ‘Cordonian royal family can’t find out who I really am... for my sake’.”

“’That’s horrible’,” Olivia sighed.

“’I didn’t want to believe those things about my family, but my mother had never lied to me’.”

"Your mother?"

"Yes, Sigrid took care of me in place of my true mother."

“You were brainwashed, she was obviously lying to you!” Olivia seethed.

“’I saw what Cordonia’s royal family really thinks of me when King Constantine came to Vallenheim for a diplomatic visit’.”

“’King Constantine told my mother that he wanted no part in foreign influences on Cordonia. He said that Queen Eleanor is gone. Which is why he wanted nothing to do with me. That Eleanor was her friend, but that association ended when Eleanor died. He does not owe us anything’.”

“My mother wanted me to meet my brothers, but Constantine said ‘he won’t be guilted with a child.’

I remember that my mother begged Constantine to meet me, and Constantine said no. 'My sons and I want nothing to do with me, my mother, Vallenheim, or any of our people!’”

My mother told me, 'This is exactly why Queen Eleanor wanted me kept away from Cordonia.’"

Lena’s eyes 'welled with tears that are equal parts anger and sadness.'

“In that moment, I knew everything my mother had said about my father and brothers was true.”

“Sometimes memories can be the worst form of torture.”

Olivia stood up and paced the floor. Stopping directly in front of Lena,

“’Liam didn’t even know about you. Your brother is a better man than your father was.’”

“’I always resented Leo and Liam for having the life I could’ve had in Cordonia. I’ll even admit to envying Liam’s throne.’”

“’He’s a lot more than you were told. You might even like him if you gave him half a chance.’”

Lena’s features hardened, “’I think that ship sailed a while ago.’”

Dr Rameriz’s office, Cordonia

Looking at her reflection in the changing room, Riley placed her hands on her tummy. Her belly had grown so quickly this time around. Her morning sickness was now gone, and she felt more energized.

Slipping on the hospital gowni and robe, she opened the door to be greeted by the nurse.

“Your majesty”, the nurse curtsied and opened the door to the examination room.

Liam quickly stood offering his wife his hand.

“Are you ready for this, my love?”

“Oh Yes, Liam! Let’s do this!

Chuckling, he helped Riley get comfortable on the exam table, as the nurse placed a heated thermal blanket over top. Grasping his hand, she laid back and relaxed against the pillow.

Dr. Ramirez greeted the monarchs with a warm smile.

“Okay, today we are going to find out which sexes these little ones are.”

“Most definitely,” Liam smiled, squeezing Riley’s hand as she also smiled.

The doctor placed the doppler wand and the sound of heartbeats immediately could be heard.

“I will never tire from hearing those sounds.” Liam watched the monitor as the babies appeared.

Riley let out a breath and started to tear, squeezing Liam’s hand even more.

“So, what do you think, love?” Liam asked.

Riley grinned, “It’s a boy.”

The doctor nodded, “incredibly good instincts. Your majesties, you have a son.”

Liam beamed with joy and kissed his wife.

“...and baby number two?”

“A boy,” Riley answered.

The doctor shook her head smiling.

‘Your wife’s instincts are quite correct. Your children are both boys.”

Liam let out a breath.

Riley, now crying, was overcome with emotion.

“Riley, love,” Liam whispered, raising her hand, and softly kissed her palm.

“Yeah?”

“You did it again.”

Riley looked up at Liam with a question in her eyes.

Caressing her swollen tummy, “You made another dream come true for me. I love you so, so much.”

Riley, full of emotion, answered back, “as do I.”

Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her lips and said, “let’s go home.”

Liam and Riley walked slowly out of the hospital, holding hands, both smiling as they approached the waiting SUV.

“We should spend the weekend in Valtoria.’ Liam smiled.

“I would love that, and I know that Ellie will be ecstatic to go to the festival in town.”

Liam grinned as he followed Riley into the SUV.

Not mentioning that he and Ellie have a special Mother’s Day celebration planned at the estate already for her.

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veronika-tserber · 1 year

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Hi <33 I don’t know if you still do requests but here’s my info: october 30th 2002 5:10 am Paramaribo, Suriname. Sorry if I happened to be late, but thanks anyways :D

Heyy! ❤ You aren't late, at all! Actually, you are the first one to request, haha!

The data:

2nd house in Scorpio

Mars in the 1H/Pluto in the 3H

Sun/Venus conjunction in the 2nd

Sun/Venus square Neptune

Mars trine Neptune

Pluto trine Moon/Jupiter

Venus is retrograde and is the ruler of your chart

Mercury in Libra conjunct 2nd house cusp, and Venus is its dispositor + super positive aspects to Mercury!

I use the Whole Signs system! :)

So, your 2nd house being in Scorpio tells me that you are probably quite secretive about (and also afraid of losing) $$$ and possessions. Since your chart ruler, Venus is here, the themes of money, beauty, values, and health are the most important topics for you in this lifetime. You are probably quite intuitive and strategic when it comes to how you handle resources, and you definitely know that being low-key when it comes to these topics is really powerful - you don’t want people to mess with your business!

Mars, as the traditional ruler of your 2nd, is strong in your chart, and being in Libra in your 1st house, it's ideal for making money through your appearance, beauty, and diplomatic skills! This is definitely the position of someone with a lot of charm and sex appeal. The Sabian Symbol for it is called “Three Old Masters Hanging in a Special Room in an Art Gallery - Sometimes They Seem to Speak to Each Other” (if you don’t know what Sabian Symbols are, I recommend checking out my tiny post HERE)

This symbol essentially speaks about intuitive vision and reverence for art! It’s also about going deeper and understanding truths about art and our culture that can expand your mind. Paired with Mars and the Sagittarius degree it's at, there is a lot of energy here to penetrate the truth of the matter when it comes to, for example, what beauty/harmony/love/art means to you, and even go philosophical about it! It’s also about creating images that speak volumes of wisdom without having to explain them, at all. Abstract concepts, deep thinking. Mars also trines your 5th house Neptune, so definitely, you could be highly gifted when it comes to having an intuitive vision, and abstract thinking.

Pluto, the modern ruler of your 2nd, is in the 3rd, so using your communicative abilities, as well as being detail-oriented in your work, and investing time and money into learning new skills and acquiring qualifications will be highly useful to you.

This is supported by the fact that Saturn in Gemini in your 9th house of higher learning and education trines the cusp of your 2nd house! I feel like you can benefit a lot from getting a specialized degree in your field of choice.

Mercury conjunct the cusp of your 2nd house also speaks of the importance of using your charm and communicative abilities - you might be really good at selling stuff, and with Mercury being in Libra, I am sure you are a great diplomat and can be super convincing in a non-forceful way. The degree of that Mercury is also a Gemini degree, so double Mercury energy! The Sabian is called “An Airplane Sails High in The Bright Clear Sky”. With this symbol, you can be able to easily transcend and overcome money issues because you remain detached and look at these topics from a higher perspective/bird’s eye view. On the other hand, it might show that you need to “land” a bit, and get closer to the immediate reality of what is going on in your money department/material reality. The 2nd house also talks about health and self-worth, so you might need a reality check there, too.

Having your Sun in the 2nd house definitely shows a strong focus on the topic of money, and so does Venus which is at home here. They are conjunct, so your identity is tied to your need to be seen as sexy, beautiful, worthy, wealthy, and popular! Perhaps not so much popular, since it’s in Scorpio, but you definitely aspire to be magnetic and alluring. I am sure your emotions and loyalty run deep and your heart is really warm and giving! However, let’s look at the degrees.

The Sun is at the 6th, Virgo degree, which tells me you can be critical of yourself and have high standards/expectations for how you want to shine in front of others. The Symbol is called “A Gold Rush Tears People Away From Their Native Soil”, which is really interesting. It actually speaks of you perhaps having a strong desire to abandon what you know in the search for “gold” and perhaps easy money, fame, and fortune. It’s the desire to create a better life for yourself, and not settle for what you currently have. Since it’s the Sun, it could mean you want to find the gold in your self-image and personality, and change and polish them until perfection (again, it’s also a Virgo degree, so being perfectionistic is possible) but the Sun is also our path in life, and it’s in your 2nd house of money and possessions, so I feel like you definitely could have this desire to get rich quickly, acquire a lot of material comfort and wealth. The downside of this Sabian is that you might not be able to clearly see which goals are realistic and worth chasing after (with Mars in your 1st, you could also be quite enthusiastic and easily excited by new ideas and opportunities!), and you might risk losing what you already have because of this strong ambition and lack of discernment. It could easily turn into a “grass is always greener” placement, where you always feel discontented with your current status quo.

Let’s look at Venus now. Venus is at a Scorpio degree and the Sabian is called “The Silvery Moon Shining Across A Beautiful Gem of a Lake”. There are two images of a mirror here - the Moon and the Lake. Since it describes your planet of love and relationships (which is also retrograde, and that inspires more self-reflection, too!), your relationships will definitely mirror who you are. Usually, with a retro Venus, plus it’s in Scorpio at a Scorpio degree, your relationships might be quite painful, intense, and cathartic. The reason for this is that you must find self-love within yourself, and become discerning in your relationships. You might be prone to projecting a lot of your own pain and unsatisfaction onto other people and partners, especially with the Sun conjunction Venus, you might feel restless, moody, and perhaps cut people off if they don’t fit the “gold” standard or ideal that you have.

The reason for this, especially in your first relationships, will be your own self-confidence and self-worth issues. The other possibility is that with both planets, you can be highly orientated towards relationships, and you might not be able to see clearly the person in front of you - definitely, there can be a lot of projections or pouring in a lot of your time, energy, and commitment into connections that aren’t worth it, at all. Codependence and superficiality are also possible. There will be a learning curve with this placement, definitely, just remember that your main focus should be on forming a healthy and loving relationship with your own self! Based on your progressed chart, Venus will turn direct by the time you turn 23, so most of your karma in relationships should be burned by then.

Let’s look at Pluto, the modern ruler of this conjunction, and your 2nd house. It’s at the 16th, Cancer degree, and the Sabian Symbol is called “Sea Gulls Fly Around a Ship Looking for Food”. Okay, now this one ties up the story well, I think. This speaks of co-dependence, and the need to search for “sustenance” in the form of handouts from the "sailors". The energy of this Sabian speaks of scarcity, settling for less than one deserves, and looking for an easy, quick way to “feed” yourself. In the house of self-worth and money, combined with your sense of identity/purpose and your planet of love, this tells me that, indeed, the issue might be with your own perceived self-worth. Are you co-dependent in relationships? Are you afraid to be alone, so you settle for superficial relationships or people that don’t match your standard? Do you have a scarcity mindset when it comes to money and what is possible for you?

It seems like you have definitely come in this lifetime to learn how to empower yourself by recognizing your self-worth, building up your self-confidence, and learning how to provide for yourself on a material and HEART level. I feel like you are definitely super warm, giving, and loyal, but there will be people trying to take advantage of you. Make sure you set realistic and worthy goals for yourself - your time is limited on this Earth, so don’t waste it on BS that doesn’t serve your highest good! You deserve better. This being a Cancer degree also confirms issues of co-dependence, survival, and perhaps also family conditioning contributing to these issues and insecurities. Your Venus sextiles Chiron, as well - definitely work on healing your Venus, heal your self-worth, and go beyond the need to simply look good or present yourself in a way that you know is desirable, but isn’t true to your core essence.

Pluto trines your Moon/Jupiter conjunction in Leo, so this is the path to healing! Your Moon is at a Scorpio degree, and the Sabian is all about returning to nature, connecting to Spirit, wildness, truth, and restoring sacredness. Your Jupiter is also all about joy, rawness, emotion, and bright light! All of this sounds really beautiful to me, quite natural, wild, and untamed. It’s quite different than the energy of your Neptune, for example, and I feel like the message here is all about re-wilding yourself, kindling your connection with your heart and Spirit, and holding this kind of raw/sacred beauty as the standard for yourself, as opposed to following society’s standards or trying to please a partner, for example.

Lastly, the Sun/Venus conjunction squares Neptune in the 5th, so this adds another dose of unhealthy idealism to what you want to experience in romance, as well as who you want to be, and how you want your partners (plus you) to look and behave. Neptune is at a degree that speaks of “wax figures”, a.k.a fake images, models, flashy magazines, and being deceived by the glamor. Definitely, as I said, make sure you stay grounded and do not get carried away by society’s propaganda and ideas, or by the desire to have relationships with “models” that lack any emotional/spiritual depth.

Phew, this came out long, but it was fun to write! I was pretty straightforward, and hopefully, you didn’t find any of it offensive, as it’s not my intention, at all! Please, let me know how it resonated for you, and have a great day/night!

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Mistress of the Night, Progenitor of Darkness

her fight and fury is fiery; oh, but she loves (cherry wine, hozier)

fanart for summerblack's The Future's Keeper on Quotev

you can clearly tell i havent touched any sort of art materials or my drawing tablet since my 2nd year in uni LMAO

ANYWAYS offering my soul and life and my firstborn to summerblack and their fic!! thank you so much for your hard work :DD their fics either make me twirl my hair and giggling and shit or wail uncontrollably over my phone while stimultaneously worrying my sisters,, there is no in between (i'm very normal i promise)

read their fic. please. im begging. its so good.

the thing here is that the mc from TFK and the mc from Changing History are kinda similar, not just in quirk, but also in my designs of em. the stark difference here is that the TFK mc has brighter eyes (signifying their relatively normal,,ish childhood while the CH mc has darker colored eyes, almost black (signifying that from the get-go, they are Fucked; read the latest chapters and you'll see what i mean)

LISTEN i am half asleep when i drew this at 3am but it shows that in this alternate reality(?) mc accepted Obsy and her quirk in general(the black goo dripping from the top) as it is right from the beginning while it took a dangerous excursion and a villain raid during class for her counterpart (the mc in CH) to FINALLY trust her own quirk and her own sister

slobbering on the floor, prowling, yelling, sobbing at the fact im supposed to draw the mc with the trio BUT i am still not yet over oboro and what happened (he deserves better!) so i couldnt bring myself to do it. mostly because i cant draw when im crying and tears streaking down my skin is a sensory ick.

been listening to a lot of hozier songs lately,, hence the title

might draw more for their works in the future because it tickles all the good chemical in my goo goo gaga brain and i cannot stop my hands

to summerblack, i hope you're having a wonderful day!!

-isiaaaa <33

#isia-says #isia-draws #fic rec #fanfic rec #fanart #i need a better sleep schedule im so exhausted its not even funny

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you said you're holding yourself from going into details of your quizes dealing with an arm loss. can you elaborate on it here? :)

yea!! thank you for enabling me hfkdlsfjdl <3

will preface this by saying i'm working off of the fact that this is a high fantasy setting where heavy injury etc is way more common and also this is dragon age so things don't Have To Make Perfect Sense lolol

but n e way!

Gonna start off with June cos the Actual Arm Loss has much less impact on her. It still needs a lot of getting used to and adjustment in how she goes about doing things, and she does have times where she gets frustrated with how difficult mundane things are now, or with how slow the progress is, or with needing so much help.

It's the magic-y part that has the biggest impact; the mark's been there for a good 3 years, and her body had gotten used to having it there, so it suddenly being gone, especially after expanding so drastically, kind of fucks up her magic balance and drains her both physically and mentally for a long time. She also hadn't realised how used she'd gotten to intuitively tapping into the anchor's powers until she couldn't do it anymore, so that took readjusting as well.

Otherwise it doesn't take a big toll on her mentally though; if anything, she is kind of relieved to have the arm (or rather the anchor) gone. It's caused an insane amount of pain especially towards the end, and truth be told she'd seriously considered having it removed more than once, so in a way this being how she got rid of the mark is kind of ironic. But what's done is done, and she'd rather tackle the challenge than dwell on it.

As for the prosthesis, the first one she gets and main one she uses is basically a substitute staff -- or rather wand lol. Dagna designed it early on because June is used to bare-handed casting (don't do that at home kids), so she'd instinctively try to channel mana to a hand that Is Not There Anymore which was uh. messy. So! Simple device that lets her channel magic safely and accurately :) They've developed it since then to be more versatile and sturdy, but overall it's still light and simple enough to be easily strapped on and off and to not immediately break when she accidentally tries to lean on it. She does learn to control her casting better also, but on missions it's a practical tool to have. She does have some other simple, utilitarian prostheses for when she really needs a 2nd "hand" to say, grab or hold something, but rarely ever uses them unless she really needs it (too much of a hassle to put on and off & too exhausting to use for long) Full mech arm is being workshopped! Tbh mostly for fun than for "i need this" purposes, but since the Inquisition is still standing they have the resources to do it, and because June and Dagna (and Dorian) are nerds who don't back down from a challenge, they Will do it. Lots of experimenting with levels of complexity, materials, runes, magic, and how to make all that work together, and how to make it work in theory if surgical procedures were involved (neither of them are medics tho so uh. the results are questionable fdkjfs)

ok wow that got a lot longer than anticipated lmaoo so Ari under the cut!

Ari Does Not take it as well oops. Mostly bc Trespasser & the aftermath of it is already So Much (June is much more distanced from all of it but to Ari it Matters. A Lot.) and dealing with the loss of his main hand/arm on top of that is just Too Much, so with everything piled together rehab does not go nearly as smoothly. Doesn't exactly help that things he'd usually do to wind down like cooking or hunting or taxidermy are, well, hard to do now, so the stress and frustration pents up a lot and he's just. not having a great time. Luckily he has a good support system though and he does get better, eventually.

At least for Ari the magic aspect isn't as much of an issue. I do hc that the anchor gives non-mages some magic adjacent abilities, and the strength of its influence is more than enough to mess up non-mages mana balance as well, but it's not nearly as severe as it would be if he were a mage and takes a lot less readjustment (long term anchor fucked-up-ness notwithstanding).

Like June he also never gets a full on mech arm, and doesn't intend to. Ari isn't as close with Dagna and not as keen on experimenting, or has the time or brain space to invest in fancy gadgets, but he makes good use of utility tools to help him for things like keeping a clipboard steady or holding reigns, but especially for archery. The first solution was the mounted crossbow like in the epilogue slides, which.. works. It's not elegant and not always practical, but it does its job well enough and he does make sure to keep in practice with it. Later he gets a prosthesis with which he can draw a proper bow; with entirely different techniques he has to get used to, but he greatly prefers it. Takes a long time before he becomes proficient with archery again, but he's glad he doesn't have to give it up. Helps that at this point it is mostly recreational since he does way less field work over the years post Trespasser, which makes the limitations to speed and draw weight much less of an issue.

#idk how coherent this is lolol but ty for the excuse to ramble! xD #archery aids for amputees do exist irl so that's kinda what i've got in my head for what ari uses #tho idk yet if he'd keep doing it left handed or if he'd switch so he can draw with his right #oc: ari adaar #oc: june trevelyan #my ocs #only tangentially related to this lol but kinda funny how their states of mind switch between main game and post trespasser #june gets better and ari gets worse <3 #(related in the way that it informs how well they handle adjusting to the loss of arm)

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the-feminist-philosopher · 1 year

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Gender does not only refer to the system of norms and requirements placed on people based on their sex. The use of "gender" to describe the gender/sex system under the patriarchy has come under increasing scrutiny in years. This is probably one of the largest ways that 4th wave feminism differs from 2nd wave feminism. "Gender" as a term has become very vague. It has not been used consistently in feminist theories. "'Gender' has been used to refer to an attribute of individuals, an interpersonal relation, an ideology, or a mode of social organization... [and] has become a short-hand term for a whole universe of very different and complicated social, historical, psychological, and symbolic phenomena."

Additionally, a lot of people believe this distinction between sex and gender has run its course and that it has largely failed to address the way that we create social systems around anatomy, anatomical function, and biology. "[I]t emerged in the context of providing a challenge to sociobiological and determinist theory that legitimated the subordination of women" and has been "valuable in revealing male-centered social processes and practices that constrain and control women’s lives."

There are many feminists who argue that the gender-sex distinction has failed to challenge those oppressive systems which arise from moralizing the "natural." Pregnancy isn't gender. Sexual dimorphism isn't gender. Sexual coercion isn't gender. These are all related to the physical and anatomical and result in disparities. This is how we get arguments like the following:

It's simply "natural" that girls cannot compete with boys because it's natural that boys are stronger.

It's simply "natural" that a pregnant woman not work because pregnancy is a physical condition that affects her ability to get around and "function" like men.

It's natural to not hire a woman in certain industries because she will require physical accommodations that run a cost to employers, like requiring a lift assistance because she simply is "naturally" incapable of the same work as men. It's a matter of dimorphism; a matter of her "material reality"; a matter of what she is physically capable of.

And the worst of it all? The idea that sexual or reproductive coercion is a "natural" process and a "natural" strategy to ensure human reproduction and the reproduction of a "male's" genes.

I'm sure this all makes you fume. Just because it's "biological" that a (natal) woman builds muscle mass slower than a cis man doesn't mean she's less capable! Exactly. However, this insistence on dividing the "cultural" (gender) from the "natural/biological" (sex) has resulted in a naturalizing of disparities created by social systems on the basis of what is "biological."

We are still having the same conversation with conservatives today as we were 70 years ago that just because someone gives birth does not mean they're "better suited" to be a parent or "naturally" more nurturing. They believe that if your body has X physical/biological characteristic, then biology compels you to perform certain tasks and that you are poised to perform certain things better than others. This is a teleological argument, which is an argument that seeks to explain the reason for why the world is as it is. EX: why are women the primary caregivers - because they carry pregnancies and give birth.

And some might be thinking, "Well, that's just what we mean by 'gender.'" The thing is? You and I know that. We know this is all a social construction. We know this is just a feature of the patriarchy. We can thank the gender-sex separation for revealing male-centered social processes and practices. We know this. However, this does not negate that while the sex/gender distinction was created to argue that much of the discrimination which women are subjected is socially constructed rather than biologically determined, the sex/gender distinction does not advance arguments in favor of recognizing those corporeal/biological/physical conditions which are used to justify the oppression of certain people. It's a factor in why over the last 70 years, we've been able to tackle women entering the workplace and women getting a higher education, but have made very little progress on abortion rights. It's part of why we've been able to tackle such things as women owning capitol and property, but the gendered division of domestic labor has persisted (the Marxist in me would also say that the invisible nature of this labor is also a factor). It's part of the reason why we're still spinning in circles trying to point out that sexism is not over and has not been solved while people point to wealthy woman CEOs as examples that it has.

Essentially, the gender/sex dichotomy left open the possibility for arguing that because, in some biological respects (like having the capacity for pregnancy), "female" humans are different from "male" humans, social structures which "observe" or reflect those differences are not necessarily discriminatory. However, I would hope that you and I both agree that any social structure that is built to essentially reinforce people's differences from each other is discriminatory.

This gender/sex division also supports the division of body and mind. This division essentially reasserts Cartesian dualism by reducing bodies to mere "matter" that exist outside a meaning-making process, and leading to a system whereby we separate what has been constructed in our mind (gender) from what is considered "matter" (sex), leaving the disparities created by social systems on the basis of what is corporeal unchallenged.

Despite often agreeing with me that a "social structure that is built to reinforce people's differences from each other is discriminatory," there are "feminists" who support the creation of social structures which "observe" and "reflect" biological differences between "males" and "females," and which uphold the idea there are two self-evident and discrete sexes (often which are considered opposite yet harmonious).

This idea that gender is socially constructed; social and political and cultural, while sex is absolute and immutable discourages the changing of unequal systems which are justified on the basis of sex. It also happens to ignore the 3rd and 4th wave feminist theories by black and brown feminists which challenge the gender/sex distinction.

#txt #feminism

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HELLLOOOOOO and welcome back ,,,how are u? I swear I come here to check on everyone and then never talk again but neways I hope you're doing good <<33 my second semester started and I already feel stressed cuz the 2nd one is very short (aka a month and half) and the materials are vv long BUT I'm gonna manage (i hope we all do) anyways I hope u have a good day/night and let's survive another week together<3 (i also started reading a new manga cuz i cant wait for season 2 and honestly it broke my heart in the best way possible and characters are so dimensional) also one more thing is I really want to start practicing art, the talent kinda runs in my family but u haven't drawn in so long so I want to start again,,,,, idk when exactly but hopefully soon

enough abt me and more abt u so how's life recently? any good news:)

JOEY JOEY JOEY OMGEE HI BABE I MISSED YOU SM HRU AONDIWMFISKCJEOCKD 🫶🏼🫶🏼😘😘😘😘💞💞

im doing rlly well as of lately!! wbu?? AHH GOODLUCK ON SEMESTER 2!! im sure you will ace it!! just take everything one step at a time and clam down okay! you got this, i know you do :))) let’s survive another week together <33!!

oooo which manga is it!! ngl i miss my anime phase… back in like 2020 i was lowkey obsessed and all yk? i miss it, i think the only thing i actually still watch today is bnha and tokyo ghoul, i still need to finish season 4 of aot LOL and i also need to finish assassinations classroom… i think my fav anime has to be given. it broke me in a good way LMAO and then also aot. it’s overrated ik but its jus that good yk?

OOH YOU DRAW?? ik an irl who also draws and she tends to draw on my hands alot Lmao but i hope all goes well with the drawing and stuff!’

ahh me?? ive been focusing on mental health and time management since those were my biggest issues. starting the school year was a mess for me. i was overwhelmed with all the work and assignments and everything was jus too much for me so i took a break from here and other socials (trust it helps alot!!) but im back and not planning on leaving anytime soon.

I LOVE YOU JOEY!! thank you for checking up in me❤️

#joey joey #love you #sm

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Contains: 2nd person POV, harm to a beloved character, country/mechanic/medic GN reader in their mid/late-20s, platonic relationship.

Art by @smushles here on Tumblr

Today was hard enough as is; your boss was on your case throughout your shift, your romantic partner dumping you for your phony 'best friend' since early teenhood, & now, your car has been towed after your brakes had given out on you. So, to bring all of that to a tally, pesky boss, bad choice in people, & the universe has it out for you. Great. At least you still have your Yamaha parked at home to get to work once the weekend is over, for now.

You thanked the kind stranger for giving you a lift to your home far from the city before hopping out, dragging your feet to the main portion of your house for a quick change of lounge-worthy apparel. Your house wasn't unduly grandiloquent, but it wasn't a hovel either. Well, in your opinion.

Yours is a simple home, holding a whole bath, a half bath, three bedrooms (one guest room, one converted to an office area/boudoir, & the master bedroom), a kitchen/dining room, & a living room where much of your reading materials reside with a padded bay window bench. The storage part of said bench was filled with pens you'd use to fill your books with intimate marginalia, a habit you had formed in your preadolescence.

The mismatched bookshelves lining half of the room's walls, the same walls where a recently sold TV & its stand once stood & your dearly departed folks' (also sold) taxidermied 'trophies' hung creepily, held your numerous treasured tomes of precious comfort characters & scenarios. The hand-me-down couch never looked so welcoming in the time you've owned it, the cushions enveloping you with a loud creak of its aged springs settling after your weary body fully sunk into it. The take-out leftovers you were undoubtedly going to reheat & enjoy later. The garage's sounds never- Wait. What's making all that noise in your garage?

Clangs & clashes sounded from your side garage attached to your home via the pavilion-shielded walkway that practically hauled you towards them after you snatched up the lead pipe you had sitting beside the side doors in case of intruders or large animals. Another habit you formed over your time living alone aside from chronic lock checks & trail cams; inside & out. Your fluffy animal slippers squeak under you with each step but the metallic sounds overpowered them effortlessly. Whatever is in your garage making that commotion must be big. Upset, even.

Now, for context, you do not own just one garage, you just have an average-sized one that can hold two large 4x4 trucks & a normal car that is attached to your house while the rest is well hidden under many shielding. An unconventional, insistent want of your folks was a massive underground base-like bunker that was nearly forty feet high & a floor area of six or more professional football fields (give or take). You had stumbled in there once in your youth while your older kinfolk were working on some sort of immense project that they 'lost' a few days later after telling you it was a secret gift for a very secret friend that you'd never know of. Your memory is hazy, but you still like to go down there via the room-sized lift from time to time for a full disconnection.

The heavy, full metal door groaned in refusal to being moved from its closed position, though you needed to see what or who was causing such a racket; they might be robbing you or something! Most of your stuff was collected scrap parts to 'upgrade' your vehicles occasionally as a pass time & you knew you could replace most of what's in there, but you weren't as expendable as scrap. The noises stopped as bright yellow lights blazed over your half-shown self. Familiar feelings waved over you.

The blood within your body ran cold in milliseconds, goosebumps rose & hairs stood on their ends.

The dual lights flickered, no, blinked at your partially hidden form cowering behind the hinged barrier. You could only make out a hulking mass with the lights sitting where one would expect those of the optical variety to be located & a faint blue liquid around & on the being.

Whatever this thing was, it was a sturdy creature possibly clad in armor of some kind. A warrior, maybe? Your eyes adjusted to see a large gash on what looked like its 'waist' or 'abdominal' region, seemingly lethal. You didn't know much about the anatomy of your own species let alone an alien species.

When the visual hints halted momentarily, auditory ones took the wheel of thought. 'They're hurt!' you thought to yourself. Would this large entity let you aid it somehow, much less near its person? Is the liquid dangerous to you? All decent questions a person with a rational mind would think of in moments like this would have been thought of if your innately bleeding heart wasn't throbbing those reflections to pieces.

Those wide yellow lights seemed to widen as you slowly set the pipe onto the ground, holding your hands up to show that you were unarmed. Seem less intimidating. Try to be friendly in appearance. You smile faintly in hopes of seeming disarming to the hulking shape, speaking kindly to them before gathering metal of your own to introduce yourself.

"It's okay. My name is [Y/N]. What's yours?"

You knelt, holding an open palm out to the figure. Why? You weren't sure, but it felt like the right thing to do here. After a moment of tense silence, the silhouette spoke in a deep, though distressed voice.

"Optimus. My name is Optimus Prime."

I DID IT!

[A/N]: I cannot believe that it took me so long to write a >1000-word piece! Good to have it up though. I hope you all enjoyed reading this! 🤗

#prompts #help lol #prompts needed #mature #writers on tumblr #reader insert #transformers #women writers #fanfiction writer #ask box & requests are open #requests are open #request

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SHRISTI ENGLISH MEDIUM SCHOOL, Anand, Gujarat.

The National UN Volunteers-India

National Science Day celebration

February 28, 2024

The National Science Day celebration was an enriching experience at Shristi which was celebrated for 2 consecutive days on 28th and 29th February 2024.

▪️1st DAY CELEBRATION:

Our students from class 11 started the celebration with a brief introduction to the significance of Science Day and its relevance in modern society.

Science Quiz which covered various scientific topics was organized to engage students and promote learning.

Experiments were demonstrated by our class 9 students. The live science experiments demonstrated scientific principles in action by using daily purpose materials . The presentation was interactive and full of fun.

Poster making activity was encouraged for students to create and showcase their creativity in which they displayed the famous scientists, important discoveries and scientific phenomena.

Our President madam Ms Madhumita Jana gave a talk on their area of expertise in science field, inspiring students and providing real-world context to scientific concepts.

A skit on Save Water was presented relating it to SD Goal number 6.

Dance performance added an extra entertainment to the celebration.

By incorporating a variety of activities, Science Day celebration was both educational and interesting for students, fostering a love for science and exploration.

▪️2nd DAY CELEBRATION

A parent, Dr Mihir Acharya , MBBS, Diploma in Emergency Medicine , Masters in Emergency Medicine MRCEM from Zydus Hospital was invited for a talk and demonstration of CPR (Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation) or BLS ( Basic Life Support) for our students and teachers and all staff members.

It was a very interesting and interactive session . Dr Acharya explained how CPR is crucial in emergency situations. We are thankful to Dr Mihir Acharya and his team for conducting the CPR session and making us understand the procedure so well.

His talk on health, hygiene and sanitation was very engrossing thus SD Goal 3, Good health and well being was very well explained by the doctor.

A project exhibition based on the theme- 'Fibre to Fabric' was exhibited by our students and teachers which was a remarkable learning experience for all the levels.

Lastly the whole school collected plastic wrappers bags etc from their homes in a plastic bottle and all these will be given to a factory named Rhino Industry .They reuse the plastics to make tiles and thus making a sincere effort to keep the environment clean .

Let's join hands to No To Plastics.

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Fun Shopping!

Rembrandt's 2nd initial 3★ story (1/2) ( 1 - 2 )

Location: shop (morning) | Characters: Rembrandt, Van Dyck, Rubens, Aoi/MC

Rubens: Kyaaa! Look, Tony! This one is soooo cute!

Van Dyck: The lace is so beautiful... ! As expected from you, Teacher! You're a genius at finding bargains!

Rembrandt: Then, I guess we can buy that too, right? Heeere, put it in the basket.

Aoi: Wait a minute, Rembrandt-san. We can't buy anything other than production materials and art supplies.

Rembrandt: Uuh, we can't? But even Rubens-san seems to like it.

Van Dyck: That's right. We should buy everything that Teacher likes!

Aoi: I'm not sure that's possible. I don't think it's something that needs to be used in production…

Rubens: She's right, Tony. Don't embarrass Director-chan.

Van Dyck: Uh… If you say so, Teacher…

Rubens: Good boy. Let's just look at the goods, alright?

Van Dyck: But… Then let me give it to you as a gift. To thank you for teaching me about beauty on a daily basis…!

Rubens: Oh my, Tony–

Rembrandt: Ah, this one is nice too. I'll buy it with my own money.

Aoi: (It's nice that we all came here to get art supplies, but they keep looking at all the miscellaneous items…)

Rembrandt: I think I want this one toooo.

Van Dyck: That's nice, but isn't this one beautiful, too?

Rubens: Ara, you have good taste. You are indeed my best student.

Van Dyck: ! Thank you so much!

Aoi: (... Well, it's fine. We've got everything we need. It looks like they're having fun, so I'll see what else I can find.)

… Ah.

(That's a beautiful accessory... The design is elaborate and very nice…)

Rembrandt: Staaaare.

Aoi: Woah! Rembrandt-san! I thought you were over there just now…!

Rembrandt: I would've felt sorry if I left you all alone, Palette-chan. Did you like that one? You've got a good eye, don't you.

Aoi: Huh?

Rembrandt: That's a traditional handicraft of a certain level. It must be pretty rare and valuable. I don't think it's supposed to be seen here... Maybe it wanted you to find it, Palette-chan?

Aoi: It wanted me to find it, you say... You put it in a nice way.

Rembrandt: Really? Because that's a good luck charm made with someone in mind over a long period of time. I don't think it's a stretch to think that it was born to meet its owner.

Aoi: (It just kind of caught my eye, but when you put it like that, it might seem like it…)

Van Dyck: … Not enough.

Aoi: Woah! Even Van Dyck-kun…!

Rembrandt: Huuh, isn't this beautiful?

Van Dyck: It's plain! I don't want to deny something that has a lot of feeling put into it, but I want something more luxurious!

Rembrandt: I seeee. But I think this would suit Palette-chan better…

Van Dyck: No, this one definitely suits her better to bring out her precious beauty!

Aoi: Uhm… I'm glad you feel that way, but I haven't decided to buy it yet…

(I'm afraid this is getting out of hand… Rubens-san, please stop them…!)

Rubens: … Gasp! I can feel your passionate gaze, Director-chan!

Aoi: E-Err.

Rubens: It's okay, I know what you mean. You're just a little confused because they're so excited, right? Then, let's do this. Listen to me, both of you!

Van Dyck: What's the matter, Rubens-sensei?

Rubens: You know how much Director-chan takes care of you on a daily basis, don't you? Why don't we give her something that looks good on her as a thank you?

Rembrandt: Ah, all riiight. Looks fun.

Rubens: We all have to search and find the best one. Once that's decided, let's start looking!

Aoi: Eh, n-no, I don't need a present!

Van Dyck: Beautifully decorated beautiful things… This could be a trial made by Teacher!

Rembrandt: This and that seems like the perfect fit, but… Hmmmm, it's hard to say what's the best.

Rubens: Fufufu, I'll look for a cute one too!

Aoi: (Looks like I can't stop them…!)

#card tl #card translation #palepare #palepare tl #palette parade #palette parade tl #translation #rembrandt #rembrandt van rijn #3★

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Marabelle

-4- The Beaumont Bash

Book: Choices – The Royal Romance, an AU series

Series Premise: An American teenager from New York City is introduced to the world of a small European country and its society of royalty, nobles, and commoners. How will her life story be transformed? Will this new adventure bring her happiness...or regret?

Catch up: Masterlist

Main Pairing: Liam Rys x F!OC Sophia (Sophie)

Other Pairing: Maxwell Beaumont x M!OC Daniel (from NYC)

Drake Walker x F!OC Melanie Smithson

All characters belong to Pixelberry, except Sophia Taylor, Bethany Beaumont, Melanie Smithson, Tyler Gregson (Liam’s assistant), Elena (dress shop attendant)

Rating: M*🔞Warnings: this series will have NSFW material, crude language. Not Beta’d: Please excuse all errors.

Category: Alternate Universe/on-going series/angst/fluff

Words: 2173

-4- The Beaumont Bash

Chapter Summary: Sophie prepares for her first Beaumont Bash and is introduced to Bertrand’s love interest/Drake’s sister/future ally, Savannah Walker.

Music Inspiration: Just the Way You Are, Bruno Mars

Love Story, Taylor Swift

A/N1: This is my submission for Choices April Challenge @choicesmonthlychallenge @lovealexhunt @aprilchallenge prompts, love is in the air, dinner, flower crown #april challenge

A/N2: This is my submission for @choicesflashfics Week#30, Prompt3- “That’s how the story goes.”

A/N3: Bethany Beaumont, Maxwell’s mother, is originally from the US: is Barthelemy Beaumont’s 2nd wife. Annabelle Beaumont (deceased) was Bertrand’s mother.

A/N4: Social Season in this AU series refers to a traditional period in the spring/summer for royalty and members of the court to take part in balls, dinner parties and charity events.

A/N5: Thank you @peonierose for the inspirational quote!

Cordonian Capital...

It was a cloudy Tuesday morning in the Capital, which meant it was a good day to spend shopping. Keeping her promise to take her niece to the shopping district, Bethany smiled watching Sophie's excitement as the driver turned the Escalade SUV into the parking lot of an upscale formal wear boutique and parked alongside the floor to ceiling display window.

“Duchess Bethany, good morning,” the elegant shop owner walked up to Sophie’s aunt in greeting as they entered the building. “This must be Lady Sophia, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Gazing at the display mannequins, Sophie turned and smiled, greeting the well-dressed woman.

“Hello, good morning; your dresses are gorgeous!”

“Thank you, I have taken the liberty of pre-selecting a sampling of the latest trending styles for you and placed them in the dressing room. My assistant is at your service this morning for whatever you need. I am sure that you will find the perfect dress for the occasion.”

A petite woman appeared alongside a Sophie. “Please follow me, my lady,” the shop tailer smiled. “My name is Elena.”

***

After trying on several styles and colors, the dress she fell in love with was a deep burgundy red, an A-line V-neck asymmetrical satin dress.

Standing on the pedestal inside the dressing room of the boutique, Sophie looked at her reflection in the three-way full length mirror, critically.

“Auntie, I found my dress! What do you think?”

Sophie took a selfie and sent it off to Daniel for his opinion.

“Oh, my dear, it’s lovely! That color flatters your complexion and hair color perfectly.”

“It is a pleasure fitting such a lovely figure...ahhh to be young again.” Elena tittered as she handed her a pair of gold heels to try.

“Lady Sophia, these stilettos will give you some added height.”

‘I feel like Cinderella!’ Sophie thought to herself as she slipped on the heels and stood up straight. Sending another picture to her best friend, she made sure to include the shoes.

Sophie’s phone instantly pinged with Daniel’s return message:

‘Girl, look at your killer legs! GET IT! 🔥🔥🔥’

Sophie giggled at his response, texting back, ‘OK, OK, don’t hold anything back, now🫡😁!'

Sophie clicked off her phone before reading Daniel's reply, 'can't wait to see you this weekend! 😘 '

***

The Beaumont Estate...

Maxwell browsed through the endless list of Netflix movies on his phone, looking for a movie line-up for tonight’s viewing. Tonight, being a Tuesday, was the weekly ‘Maxwell Movie Marathon’. Max was excited to introduce his cousin to her inaugural movie night, complete with New York style deep dish pizza and his infamous ‘Beaumont Brew’.

“Hey Maxxy,” Savannah Walker walked into the theatre room giving her friend a hug.

“Hi, Sav. What do you think of these movies for tonight?”

Glancing at his phone, “Oooooo, I love ‘Dirty Dancing’! Are you sure your brother will approve?”

Maxwell gave her a lopsided grin, “I’ve been telling him about my plans since my cousin arrived. You should have seen how much fun we had watching ‘Titanic’ together last Tuesday night.”

Savannah, Drake’s little sister, has a crush on Bertrand, still unbeknownst to Bertrand. Maxwell knew, however.

“Well, you are my guest tonight, so I will let you pick the second movie.”

Without hesitating, “‘Pretty Woman’”, Savannah announced.

“Ha, I see where you are going with that,” Maxwell cheekily replied.

She laughed as she pulled out a chair next to Maxwell, who had taken a seat on the sofa.

“You know what your brother is like. If he sees it being played out before him, he will see for himself, and then he will realize, 'that's how the story goes.’ Or at the very least, I hope so.”

Maxwell looked at Savannah, shaking his head. "Ahhh, 'love is in the air.' You are getting desperate Sav. I hope he gets the hint....maybe you should wear a flower crown.”

"Ha ha, Maxxy!" Savannah sighed, shaking her head.

***

Sophie walked through the estate doors, returning with her aunt, after spending the day shopping. Feeling the excitement building up within her, she went up the grand staircase quickly, turned to the right and sprinted to her bedroom, depositing her parcels on top of her bed.

After putting away her new shoes, and hanging the garment bag into her walk-in closet, Sophie looked at the gift she selected for Liam. The Swarovski crystal paperweight, with a gold inlay, was a miniature statue of liberty. Sophie thought back to the conversation she shared with him the day she was introduced to Marabelle. Liam was fascinated with the fact that Sophie had visited the monument many times. Even though the prince had visited New York City a handful of times, his advisors dictated that visiting the tourist attraction was a safety risk. With his security detail constantly ghosting his movements, this symbol of freedom was elusive for him.

Similar to Liam, Sophie shared a love of history and described her visits to the statue and to Ellis Island. Liam was entranced with her insights and her knowledge of the backstory and meaning of the monument.

The gold inlay was engraved with the inscription, ‘your breath of freedom.’ A moniker, Liam gave to Sophie that day.

***

Walking into the theatre room, the smell of pizza wafting through the air, Sophie spotted Maxwell sitting comfortably on the sofa. He waved her over to sit beside him, handing her a tall cocktail glass of a blue liquid.

“Okay, Max, I give up.”

Sophie smirked at her cousin, taking a whiff of the drink.

“Ohhh, this smells so good. What’s in it?”

“Rum, vodka, blue curacao, pineapple juice, lime juice and ice.”

“Don’t forget your secret ingredient.” Savannah giggled.

“Hence. Secret. Ingredient!” Maxwell retorted.

“Hi, it’s Sophie, right?” Savannah smiled at Sophie, and swatted Maxwell.

As Maxwell feigned an injury, his eyes went wide when he realized that he didn’t introduce his cousin.

“Yeah, Maxwell!” Sophie extended her hand in greeting and then poked Maxwell in the ribs.

“What would Bertrand think?” Sophie teased.

“I am certainly not impressed Maxwell.” Bertrand huffed and walked past his brother sitting on the wingback across from the sofa.

Maxwell felt his cheeks redden. “What’s wrong with me?” Maxwell asked. “I’m always nice to people.”

“You’re being sarcastic, aren’t you?” Sophie raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, yes I am.” Maxwell challenged his brother, staring him down.

Savannah stood up and motioned to Sophie to come with her to get pizza.

“Yes, I am starving, good idea.” Sophie stood up to also get pizza with Savannah.

“Wait! You didn’t select the movie you want to watch, Soph.” Maxwell bounded up following Sophie to the pizza.

“Umm, let’s see...I know! “How about...’The Conjuring’?” Sophie answered.

“Ooaa, scary! Love it!” Maxwell pulled out his phone to add it to the movie queue.

***

After the first movie ended, Savannah moved over to sit beside Sophie and grabbed a handful of jelly beans from the candy bowl.

“So how did you like the first movie?”

Sophie smiled. “Honestly? I have seen it now for the fourth time.” Savannah laughed, “for me, it’s the third time; I really wish they had that type of dance in the clubs here in Cordonia.”

“Savannah is originally from Texas and is still getting used to the slower pace of courtly life here.” Maxwell sighed.

“Really, now I am curious. What should I expect at the Bash on Saturday?” Sophie looked puzzled at Savannah and Maxwell.

“It’s a pretty informal event, but there’s also going to be formal dancing after dinner. It’s a tradition here, especially with both princes attending.” Maxwell explained.

“Prince Leo has a reputation for being a bit of a ladies' man, even though he is betrothed to Madeleine. So, I imagine you might see some interesting things happening.” Savannah added.

“Interesting how?” Sophie wondered aloud.

“Well, the last time he attended, one of the guests was Princess Marguerite. She was dressed in a very revealing outfit, and Prince Leo was seen dancing with her quite a few times throughout the evening,” Savannah explained.

“Madeleine was livid and threw her drink in his face.” Maxwell chuckled.

“It is very unbecoming to gossip about members of court.” Bertrand interjected. “Sophia, don’t let these comments discolor your opinion of the noble life here in Cordonia.”

Changing the subject, Savannah asked, “What types of music do you like to dance to, Sophie?”

“Oh, I love dancing! But I never went to any clubs; only at parties or school events.”

“What types of music will be played after dinner this Saturday?”

“Mostly current pop music with the exception of the first dance. That is the one dance you can count on to be played by the orchestra. The Cordonian Waltz.”

“It’s a tradition for the King to dance with the senior noble of the house to open the dance floor for the guests.”

“For this Beaumont Bash, Crown Prince Leo will dance with my mother,” Maxwell added.

“Which reminds me, Sophie, I need to teach you how to dance this waltz.”

“Me? Why me?” Sophie challenged her cousin.

Without giving anything away to Sophie about Saturday and the planned surprise birthday celebration, he explained, “just in case you are asked to dance by Prince Liam.”

***

As the evening winded down, Savannah prepared to go home.

“Hey Savvy,” Sophie called out to her new friend.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” Savannah smiled.

“Do you have any advice for me about how to fix my hair for the Bash?”

“Why are you asking me this? I mean, you have such beautiful hair!”

“Yeah, well...I was thinking of wearing a half up-do and I need someone to help me pin it. Auntie Beth will be busy preparing for the dinner.”

“I would love to, I will get Drake to drop me off here an hour early on Saturday.”

***

It was the evening of the Beaumont Bash and Sophie was brushing her long, auburn hair. Sophie stared at her reflection in the mirror of the bathroom vanity.

Savannah was coming upstairs to help with her hair in a few minutes, and she had just finished applying her makeup.

‘Okay, Soph... tonight is the Bash...why are you so nervous?’

After dabbing her perfume on her neck and wrists, she slid the gold upper arm bracelet cuff into place, followed by her mother’s gold locket necklace around her neck.

Savannah knocked lightly on her bedroom door and opened it slowly.

“Are you ready for me?”

“Almost, come in, Savannah,” Sophie called.

***

Bertrand walked toward Sophie as she stepped off the grand staircase.

Taking her hand, he moved her toward the ornate double doors of the ballroom.

"Are you ready, my dear?"

Taking a deep breath Sophie replied, "yes".

Offering his arm, she slipped her hand around his arm and together they moved forward.

"Presenting his grace, Duke Bertrand Beaumont of Ramsford escorting Lady Sophia Taylor of House Beaumont."

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