#and ugh it looks like all the performances next week are just gonna be a bunch of macho men bs where is the artistry.........
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What we were - Chapter 3
Chapter 1, Chapter 2
Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Fem!R
CW: Character death, cheating.
Not sure if ya’ll gonna like where this is going but... this is my design.
Over the course of three weeks, you received yellow tulips, chocolate and danish scones from your favorite bakery.
Each item always included a hand-written note from Natasha wishing you a good day or with a poem you loved. You gave your thanks via text, but that was about it from your side.
Natasha also made it a point to drive and pick up Anya at least three times a week. On Fridays, they had dinner together and brought extra for you and Bucky.
A peace offering that he didn’t give a damn about. Still, it was fun for you to watch them interact with phony smiles, wondering who would break first.
As August ended, Anya’s school sent out their usual PTA meeting invite. You RSVPd, not really expecting Natasha to be there.
“Let me drive you” Bucky says as you look at yourself in the mirror. For the first time in months, you’re about to leave the house to interact with grown ups that won’t look at you with pity or sadness.
“And leave Anya alone? I don’t think so”
“It looks like it will rain, and you absolutely can’t drive at night with rain”
“Are you calling me old? You, the centennial man?” you pinch him, reaching for the wrong arm. “Ouch”
“Clearly, this interaction has shown that I’m more mature than both of you,” Anya proclaims, doing her homework in the living room. “It’s a short drive and you know uncle Bucky is right, Mom”
“Ugh, fine. But call us if you need anything, please?” you kiss her forehead and in spite of yourself, wear your reading glasses.
“Yeah, yeah”
“Be back in a second, kid” Bucky says, ruffling her red hair.
“With Chinese”
“Fine”
“She’s so bossy” you comment, buckling up. He chuckles.
“Wonder where she got that from”
“Hey!” you slap his arm, thankful that it wasn’t the metal one this time. “I know you’re just driving me because you want to see Miss Day”
“Anya’s teacher? Nah” his blush gives it away.
“Busted”
You have to hold back a laugh when, out of all people, Miss Day is the one greeting everyone at the door.
“Sergeant Barnes” she greets a little too eagerly. “Will you be joining Mrs. Romanoff tonight?”
“Just dropping her off” he stumbles with his words.
“He’s such a gentleman, don’t you think?” you say, nudging him. “Any girl would be lucky to have him”
“Well, Anya speaks wonders of you. And you’re welcome to stay, we will just be a little crowded in the classroom, considering the other Mrs. Romanoff is already here”
“Oh. Right”
“That’s my cue. Call me later” he mumbles, annoyed at the idea of Natasha arriving earlier than you two.
“Of course!” Miss Day is quick to answer, but blushes a second later. “Oh, right, you meant… her. Ha-ha, silly me”
You’ll never, ever, let him forget this.
As you walk into the classroom, still smiling, your eyes meet Natasha’s. She waves at you awkwardly.
“Saved you a seat” she points at the chair next to hers and you nod.
“Thank you”
Miss Day goes over the upcoming fairs, projects and field trips. The curriculum goes next and by the time she finishes with the Q&A session, it’s been an hour.
The last part consists of parents meeting privately with Miss Day to review grades and conduct. It’s in alphabetical order so you’re one of the last.
“I forgot how long these things are” you sit next to Natasha in one of the hallway benches. You lean back, sighing.
“Want some chocolate?”
“Mmm, yes. I’m starving” you take the snack and practically moan at the first bite. “Sorry” you mumble when Natasha blushes.
“I like it when you wear glasses,” she says, looking at her feet.
It’s your turn to blush.
“Thank you”
“Mrs. and Mrs. Romanoff?” Miss Day calls for you.
“Us? So soon?” you look at Natasha and she shrugs her shoulders.
“Oh, yeah, we’re not doing the alphabetical thing anymore. We go over top performers first. Please sit. Anya is doing great. As you know, she’s already fluent in four languages…”
“Five” Natasha corrects and you go over the list in your head. Oh yeah, German.
“Right, five. Sorry” Miss Day looks flustered, and you remember that most of Anya’s teachers have always been particularly afraid of your wife.
“I forgot as well. It’s hard to keep up with Anya sometimes” you intervene, kicking Nat’s leg softly.
Be nice.
The Russian smiles, trying to look friendly.
“She’s leaning towards Humanities a little bit more than last year. As you remember, she won first place at the Interstate Science Fair. And her grades are still great in all subjects, but she has been reading a lot more. And taken some interest in learning to play the piano”
“My dad made me take lessons when I was her age. I may have mentioned it once or twice. Though none of us really know how to play any instruments, right, darling?” you say, distractedly.
“R-right” Natasha’s eyes widen at the pet name. “Yelena, her aunt, she plays the guitar”
“Oh, yeah” you nod, still unaware of your slip up. “Well, I’ll ask her if she wants to take some private lessons. I’m too rusty to teach her anything”
“Other than that, she’s doing great. She’s a great kid, sweet and very kind to her peers… as for faculty members…”
“What?” you're shocked to think that anyone would complain about your daughter.
“Well, kids like Anya…”
“Like what?” Natasha practically barks at the teacher and she jumps in her seat.
“I mean super smart. They tend to have an issue with authority and question everything. There’s also that thing where she’s very good at sneaking around”
“We’ll talk to her” you promise, but you’re uncertain about how the conversation will go.
After all, you married her other mother while you two were running away from the American government. And the Avengers were famous for breaking rules regularly.
The team had a whole Wikipedia page on broken laws, including sections by country and international organizations.
“In that case, class dismissed” the woman seems relieved when you say goodbye.
You walk next to Natasha, caught up in your thoughts. She keeps you from walking into the rain by pulling you next to her.
“Huh?” you look back, your face inches away from hers.
“It’s raining” she explains.
“Oh”
“Do you want my jacket? Where did you park?”
“Buck drove me here. I’ll get a cab”
“Let me” she offers, her green eyes pleading.
“Could we… get something to eat first? I’m very hungry and not in the mood for chinese”
“Yes, anything you want”
There’s an awkward moment as she walks you to the passenger door and you both reach for the handle.
“Sorry, yeah…” you let her pull and then you slip inside, trying to control your breathing.
“What are you in the mood for?” she says, driving out of the school’s parking lot.
“Grilled cheese” you say and she chuckles.
“From Al’s?”
“Where else, Nat?”
“Coming right up”
--
“You really were hungry” Natasha smiles as you steal another one of her fries.
“Maria had me on back to back meetings. And then I went to swim for a whole hour. So this is just me rewarding myself for being such a responsible adult”
“How’s the leg?”
“The same”
“My offer still stands,” she reminds you. Her phone rings and you’re saved the trouble of refusing said offer for the second time. “Will you excuse me?”
“Yeah, sure. I’ll finish your fries for you”
Natasha rolls her eyes, but pushes the plate towards you.
The evening has been surprisingly pleasant. But a minute later, she hurriedly hangs up and walks back to you.
“Everything ok?”
“Yeah” she lies.
In the past, maybe because you loved her, you let those small lies fly. But not pushing enough was part of what brought you here.
“Tasha? I’d like to know”
You lock eyes and you hold your breath as Natasha studies your expression.
“Ok” she nods. You give her a moment to gather her thoughts. “I’ve been researching… that mission. Trying to find whoever is responsible for Clint’s…”
She bites her lip, looking down. On instinct, you reach out across the table to squeeze her hand. Natasha holds on tight, running her thumb across your skin.
“I think I’ve found them. Kate was tracking her mother after she escaped prison. Seems like Eleanor Bishop is now working with international terrorists”
“They weren’t prepared for that, then? Kate and Clint thought it would be something…”
“Easier”
You nod.
“So, what’s wrong?”
“It’s not gonna be easy to get to them. It’s a matter of international security and every government wants in on the mission. I was hoping I could call a few favors…”
“So, you’re not gonna go rogue and beat them on your own?” you arch an eyebrow, impressed with her self control.
Honestly, you expected Natasha to fly and kill them as soon as she got the intel.
“I wouldn’t be a very good mother if I was stuck at the Raft. Or running away like we used to”
“I’ll travel to D.C.” you offer and her eyes widen. “I can pull some strings. As much as I hate it, my father’s name still holds some weight there”
“Would you do that? I know how much you hate going back there”
All the politics and the lies, the power these people craved and hoarded… yes, it made you sick. But if you could help Natasha, you’d take it.
“It will be fine”
“This means the world to me, Y/N”
“I know, Nat. Which is why you’ll get me ice cream for dessert”
“Deal” she lets go of your hand to call the waitress and you smile.
You also wish she hadn't let go.
--
Packing for one was easier than you remembered. It was only a two day trip, anyway.
Natasha insisted on driving you to the airport and Anya wanted to tag along. It was as good a time as any to remind them of the rules of the house.
“Pop quiz, everyone” you announce.
Anya and Natasha groan at the same time.
“Do we really have to?” your daughter complains.
“How many times a day do you have to water my plants, Natasha?”
“Uh… five?”
“Once! Just once, tomorrow” Anya laughs at her mother and you turn to point at her. “Ok, plants are your responsibility now, missy”
“Aw, Ma!”
“No Nerf guns inside the house” you keep listing the rules with your fingers.
“Hey, that’s no fun!” Natasha complains and you ignore her.
“No horror movies, if you order pizza it should have at least two different vegetables and last but not least, I do not want to come back home and see that you acquired any sort of animal as a pet”
“So if a puppy shows up at our door and it’s raining, we’re supposed to leave them outside?” Anya peaks from the backseat.
“No, you drive them to uncle Buck’s and force him to take care of them”
“Alright, we get it. We’ll behave, right, kiddo?” Natasha promises, winking at Anya.
Saying goodbye it’s harder than you imagined. Anya doesn’t know why you’re going to D.C., but she understands you wouldn’t leave if it wasn’t important.
“Y/N, it’s a two day trip” Natasha complains, carrying your heavy suitcase.
“Bucky had no issue getting it down the stairs”
“That’s low, even for you, Ma” Anya says, but still laughs.
“I know, I’m sorry” you take the suitcase from Nat.
“You are not,” she chuckles.
“Tiny, tiny bit” you put your thumb and pointer finger close together. Anya hugs your side and you turn to her. “Take care of Mom, please. I’ll be back the day after tomorrow”
“We’ll be ok, I promise”
“I love you” you say against her hair. She hugs you tight.
“We love you too” Anya says and you smile.
“Have a nice trip” Natasha approaches nervously, her hands on the pockets of her jeans.
“Thank you”
Before you have time to process what’s happening, she leans forward and places a kiss on your forehead.
It’s all you can think about on the flight to D.C.
--
Secretary of State Leah Renfield sends a driver to pick you up from the airport. She accepted your request to meet immediately, which can only mean one thing: whatever you’re gonna ask of her, she already knows how you’ll pay it back.
“Agent Romanoff” she greets you, walking away from her huge mahogany desk. She’s tall and her blonde hair has some white on the front.
“Madame Secretary, it’s good to see you again” you take the hand she offers and follow her to a small futon next to a giant window.
“I must say, I love that you took your wife’s last name. Natasha Romanoff is a KGB double agent and you’d rather be associated with her than with Thaddeuss Ross”
“Well, it’s hard to be on good terms with a parent that turns you into an outlaw”
“In the end, the Avengers did more for the world than he did” she concedes. It’s no secret that she never liked your father, but you share the sentiment wholeheartedly. “So, I am very happy to welcome you whenever you want. I know that you’re still working in intelligence and SHIELD ops”
“Right” you sit straight and look her in the eye. “The thing is… as you know, Agent Barton was killed seven months ago”
“A tragedy”
“We’ve gathered evidence and it all points to an international terrorist organization called Helios. They’ve been collaborating with some lower rank Hydra officials. It’s all here” you hand over the information that Natasha has collected, about members, attacks and possible targets.
“This is an issue of international security, then” she declares, after browsing through the files. “But what’s the point of bringing it to me?”
“We want to be the ones on a mission to tear it down and arrest those responsible for killing Agent Barton”
“We, as in, the Avengers”
“Yes”
Renfield sighs, and stands up to walk around the room. She pauses near the alcohol cabinet. It’s too early for a glass of bourbon.
“The world isn’t what it used to be when you were a team, Agent. Frankly, I don’t know how you all got away with so much contempt for the law”
“Well, we saved the universe once or twice. Remember Thanos?”
The woman sighs and nods. Yes, she does. Her daughter and husband were blipped, after all. She has her family back because of you.
“I’m here because we want to do things right. Without causing you too much trouble, as I understand you might run for president next year…”
Renfield laughs and looks at you.
“I always thought you’d do great in politics”
“I’m not sure if that’s a compliment, Madam Secretary”
“Me neither”
There’s a knock at the door; her Chief of Staff reminds her she has to run to another meeting.
“Walk with me” she asks, taking the file and handing it over to her assistant. “When are you going back to New York?”
“Friday morning”
“I’ll try to have an answer by then”
“Thank you”
“Let’s meet before you go back. And give my best to your wife”
“Will do”
--
“I don’t want her greetings, I want her to okay the mission. In fact, I want her to authorize a nuclear warhead straight to these terrorists’ asses” Natasha rants.
You finally made it to the hotel and have a few hours before you meet with a friend from Law School.
“Jeez, Nat. Let’s just wait for her answer”
Natasha insisted on a video call the minute you checked in.
“Fine. You’re good at reading people. What do you think she’ll say?”
“My guess?” you sigh. “They’ve known about Helios for a while. Their operation is very similar to Hydra. We were the only ones who could deal with Hydra. And now, we’re offering to do the work for the CIA, MI6 and Interpol”
“So they’ll say yes”
“But since we came asking for the favor first… I don’t know. Maybe Renfield will want some type of endorsement for her campaign. I can do that”
“I didn’t mean to put you in this position. I’m sorry”
“I offered. And it will be worth it if we can put Clint’s killers behind bars”
“Yeah…”
“Natasha, you can’t kill them”
“It could be an accident, detka”
“Stop, I’d like to know as little as possible in case this goes to trial”
“Fair enough” she chuckles. “By the way, can I use your computer? I need to check my email and my phone is being stupid”
“Sure, the password is our anniversary”
“Oh, ok”
“Right… It’s almost time for you to pick up Anya. And I want to take a bath and sleep a little. Tell her I love her and that I’ll call her later, please?”
“Yeah, for sure”
“Thanks, Tasha”
Walking away from your phone, you begin to get rid of your shirt and the black skirt falls to the ground. The bathtub is almost full so you go back to the bedroom in nothing but your underwear.
“Shit”
Natasha is still on the call, mouth wide open.
“I’m sorry, I thought you hung up”
“I thought you did” you mutter from the floor, hiding from the camera. “Byeee”
Damn it.
--
Natasha can almost remember what life was like before she lost her best friend.
The domesticity of picking up Anya, making sure she does her homework while dinner is ready. You’re the only piece of the puzzle that’s missing.
She desperately wants to make it all better. Fix all the mistakes she made, take back the hurtful words she threw at you when she was so angry at the world.
“Dinner’s gonna be ready in five” the redhead tells her daughter.
“Can we eat in the living room while watching Project Runway?”
“Yes, but don’t tell your mother”
“Mmkay”
Just then, she remembers the email that Maria sent and she was supposed to review. She goes to your study. Nothing’s really changed in the room. Every wall is covered with books and your desk is full of pictures of your family.
Even the ones from your wedding.
Natasha runs her hand through one of the pictures. She’s looking at the camera and you’re looking at her, with complete love and adoration.
How could she be so blind to throw it all away?
As she logs in, there’s a notification from your calendar.
Dinner with Cynthia Florrick - Finestra
She tries really hard to not think about it, but that name rings a bell.
Oh, right. The divorce lawyer that Pepper threatened to hire if Tony didn’t retire.
You’re meeting with a divorce lawyer in D.C.
Natasha lost you.
--
“Hi, I have a reservation under Florrick” you greet the hostess. It’s an expensive Italian restaurant full of big suits and elegant women.
Another thing you don’t miss about D.C.; their fixation on fancy clothes.
“Oh my God, it’s been ages!” your friend shouts. Her loud voice and manners are a little out of place among the clientele.
“Hi, Cyn” you hug her and take a seat. “Well, you won’t visit me in New York so I had to come to you”
“Oh, that’s soon about to change” she smirks. You don’t have a chance to ask why, as an older man walks behind you and she waves. “Cliff, so good to see you”
He gives her the side eye and walks away.
“He doesn’t look happy to see you”
“Oh, he’s just mad because I got his wife the lake house in the settlement. And anyway, as I was saying, I’m opening an office in New York and another one in San Diego”
“Congrats!”
“Yeah, baby. Call me the Tony Stark of family law”
“Well, I’ll be happy to introduce you to some people. You wouldn’t believe the divorce rate among spies”
“Not you and Natasha, right?”
“Oh, no! We’re doing great” you lie.
“Well, good to hear” Cynthia raises her glass of wine. “Let’s chat, gossip about everyone from college and celebrate that we’re both great”
--
It’s impossible to nap as you wait for the plane to land.
On Thursday, Secretary Renfield invited you to a luncheon with some of the biggest names in national security.
The attendees were drawn to you. After all, the Avengers had been successful where most intelligence agencies failed.
Before you left, she stood aside to brief you on her decision.
“The answer is yes. But with one condition. You lead the mission. Do you agree?”
“Yes”
“And you were right, I am aiming for the White House next year. If you feel inclined to show your support when that happens, I’ll be very grateful”
“Madam Secretary, you have my vote and my endorsement”
You can’t wait to tell Natasha the news.
Maybe, just maybe, your lives can go back to normal.
Bucky and Anya are the ones waiting for you at the terminal.
“Is… everything ok?”
“Yeah, I was just stealing this one for a baseball game” Bucky points at your daughter. “So you have a chance to catch up and get some rest”
“Well, it’s good to see you both” you smile, uncertain. Anya hugs you and she doesn’t seem too concerned, so you figure Bucky is telling the truth.
On the drive back home, you catch your daughter yawning a couple of times.
“You so went past your bedtime”
“Nuh-uh” she denies it.
“Yuh-uh”
“Real mature” Bucky mutters and you hit him.
“I leave for a day and everyone goes rogue”
“Good thing you’re back, then”
When you finally get home, Bucky helps you with the suitcase while Anya waits in the car.
“Ok, as your friend, I’m warning you that Natasha asked me to take Anya so she could talk to you”
“James!” you say, punching him again. “Why didn’t you say something? Did she look happy? Worried? What were her exact words?”
“I don’t know, just go talk to her. The game is about to start. Good luck”
He sprints down the stairs and you are left to drag your heavy suitcase across the hallway.
“Nat? Natasha?”
You walk to your office, where she’s sitting, looking at your wedding pictures.
“Hi there”
“Hello” she greets, her voice low. She looks defeated.
Your heart pounds in your ears.
“What’s wrong?”
“I don’t need you to do me any favors out of pity or whatever it is you feel for me. I thought I had a chance, and all this time you were thinking about a divorce. I’m an idiot” she chuckles, but it comes out as a sob.
“Am I in an alternate universe where I mentioned the word divorce? Because I’ve never brought it up”
“You met with a lawyer”
“Cynthia? You were spying on me?”
“The notification popped up on your computer when I was checking my emails”
“And instead of asking me, you go around making up scenarios. Just like you did last time, assuming I’d jump to bed with James. I get it, Natasha. You want to think the worst of me, that’s fucking fine. Let me know what other evil shit I’ll do next. Turn our daughter against you, maybe? Which would be really funny, considering I’ve made it a point to not tell her why you moved out of the house”
You look out the window, turning your back to her.
“You’re the only person that made me feel safe and happy and loved. All I ever wanted was to do the same for you. Even after everything, if you asked me to, I’d take you back in a heartbeat. I was so hurt because you kept pushing me away while you were sharing yourself with someone else. I thought you finally realized I couldn’t make you happy. And I love you and want to set you free, but I’m also too scared to let you go. So, sorry to disappoint you but if you want to move on, you’re gonna have to ask me for the divorce”
She’s silent as you pause to wipe your tears.
“So, are you gonna leave or what?” you bark out, impatient.
Natasha doesn’t move.
“Fine, I’ll go” you turn around, walking to the door. You’ll find a place to mourn, because this feels like the end, and you can’t take it. Natasha’s touch brings you back to earth. “What are you doing?”
“I-”
“Let me go” you plead, not turning around. She pulls you closer, spinning you until you face her.
“I’d be an idiot to let you go”
A sob escapes and she silences it with her mouth, pressing her lips against yours in a searing kiss.
It’s everything you need, to feel complete again. Natasha’s touch is your sanctuary and you welcome its warmth. Her arms slide down your waist and you keep her close as she begins to undo the buttons of your pants. You break apart for a moment to take your shirt off, asking her to do the same with a tug.
“Let me take care of you” she pleads, going down and leaving a trail of kisses across your exposed skin. Your knees buckle when she reaches your underwear. “It’s ok, I got you”
Trusting, you allow her to lap at your folds, but the pressure is too much so you begin to lower yourself to the floor. Natasha makes sure that you’re comfortable and then resumes her ministrations, soft and deep.
It’s not possessive, but very intense. She’s soft and considerate, taking her time to build up the pleasure, until you’re on the brink of orgasm, holding her face close to your center until you ride every wave.
“Was that ok?” she hovers over you and you taste yourself in her lips.
“Yes. But I need more”
“How much more?”
“A lot more”
--
Three hours later and you’re in bed, clothes scattered across the floor.
Well, Natasha’s clothes. Yours are still at your office.
“Was it good?” Natasha whispers and you make a face. “What?”
“You’ve never asked me that before. And now, this is the second time you do it”
“I just want to make sure you liked it”
“I did. Very much liked it. In fact, like might be a bit of an understatement”
“Ok, good” she turns to her side and you do the same, your faces an inch away from each other. “So, what do we do now?”
“Well… we have a mission to complete. Then we can worry about the rest”
“Renfield said yes?” she asks, shocked. You nod.
“On the condition that I lead the mission. And I think we should tell the team, Nat. They deserve to know”
Natasha sighs, sitting up.
“Maybe we should just let someone else handle this”
“It’s not like us to let the bad guys get away with it” you kiss her shoulder, resting your chin against her arm. “What’s wrong?”
“I just got you back. What if something happens?”
“Everything will be alright. We do this together”
“Together” she promises, her forehead resting against yours.
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The Kingdom of Wishes- A “Wish” Rewrite
Chapter 11- Into The Eye Of A Storm
Chapter 10
The rain was falling down, and thunder could be heard humbling over Rosas.
Aster struggled to free himself from the king's chains that are coming from his staff, but to no avail.
The king just looked down on the star as he held him close to his face, so he began to speak casually:
"So, "Aster" was it? Hehehe I gotta say though, naming yourself just "Star" in Greek? Maybe not your... "Brightest" moment, hum? AH! HA HA HA" The king laughs at his own pun. He completely moved on from the bad mood he was in earlier "OH- I'm on a ROLL today!"
Aster ignores the bad joke as he keeps trying to use his magic to free himself. But their powers aren't responding to him, he's not able to shrink, nor glow brighter, nor unlock the chains, nothing. All he can do is fly and even that feels weaker.
"UGH- Why can't I-"
"Feel your power?" The king finishes their sentence "Dark magic: versatile, easy to use, but somehow oh sooo unappreciated. But I'm sure your magic isn't anything to sneeze at neither, right?" He grabs Aster's face with one hand and makes the star look at him "Care to share a little bit of it? Promise I'll give it back." He says with a very obviously faux gentle tone.
"Yeah right, if you take away my magic you're gonna KILL me!" Aster looks at him furiously.
"Oh you know that? Aw shucks, really thought I could trick ya... But then again" His grin widens "I think you'll come to find that you don't have a choice in the matter"
Asha is still on the top of the building, even though Aster begged her to run.
“LET GO OF HIM!”
Magnifico ignores her like she’s not even there. He’s floating about 2 meters away from where she’s standing.
He’s focused on analyzing the star closely while holding his face “Hmm and what a fascinating form you’ve chosen, it’s like you’re her little hero in cape and everything? How sweet.” He says in a mocking way while pinching his cheek “Though you surely look a lot more… Childlike than I expected, say, how old are you?”
Aster is still fighting but he doesn’t see why not answer the question “Eighteen.”
“18 what, boy? 18 hundred? 18 thousand? Be specific.” The king says nonchalantly.
Aster kinda stops struggling for a second and just gives the king a confused glance “… Well, if you want specifics, I’m 17, but I’m turning 18 in like 2 weeks from now so-”
“Wa-wait you’re serious?” The king interrupts him, staring at him in disbelief. The star nods… Magnifico quickly turns his attention to the girl below them and yells at her in frustration “ASHA! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? MILLIONS OF STARS IN THE SKY AND YOU WISHED UPON A WEAK LITTLE RUNT?! THIS THING IS A BABY” He says while shaking Aster side to side by the chains on his wrists like a rag doll, making the star a bit dizzy.
(A reminder that this man can switch from threatening to comedic at any second and I love it. Like he’s complaining to her like she just got him the wrong pizza toppings.)
“IF THEY’RE NOT WHAT YOU WERE LOOKING FOR THEN LET THEM GO!” Asha exclaims at him, her face is filled with rage.
Magnifico calms down and looks back to the star in his hands like he’s pondering his next move “Hmmmmm… Nah.” He shrugs with a smile “Beggars can’t be choosers I suppose. Besides, this just means he’s too weak to fight back. Isn’t that right, little one?” The king asks with a wicked grin while looking deep into the star’s eyes.
That comment made Aster frown a little.
Even though it’s raining, a few people start gathering bellow where they are to see what’s going on.
Magnifico smiles widely at that. He speaks quietly so just Aster can hear:
“Ooooh looks like we have an audience. Do me a kindness and try to look as defeated and pathetic as you can, okay? I could really use the positive image right now.” Aster has a sad face “Perfect! you’re a natural.” He says like Aster and him are about to perform a scene together in a play.
Asha is looking side to side trying to think on what to do… She notices something on the floor.
The king walks on the air to get few feet down, so his people can better hear him.
(Now let me explain how exactly Magnifico’s flying works, he’s not floating around like Aster does, he’s much more “standing” while underneath his feet there’s a green light, like he just created the steps of a stair. If you watched Onward you know what I mean, it’s exactly like this)
(So I guess Onward reference, huh, who would’ve thought, a Pixar reference at last, took me long enough.)
“REJOICE MY PEOPLE!” the king exclaims ecstatic “Our little “Wish stealing star” issues have been resolved much earlier than expected!” That got a reaction from Aster, his face became furious once again “Like I said, you can always count on me t-“
Aster screamed on the king’s face “THE ONLY WISH STEALER HERE IS YOU! YOU LYING SNA- HMmH!” The king used his magic to keep the boy’s mouth shut.
“Oh-ho and it’s FEISTY TOO! Heheh- GOOD! I was worried this would be way too easy-“
🪕B L A M🎶
“OUCH! AAAH!”
The crowd gasps.
Something just hit the king’s head and made him lose focus on the flying spell. He falls on the floor.
… Asha just threw her Saba’s mandolin on Magnifico’s face, she’s standing on top of the building breathing deeply, relieved that it was a perfect shot.
Aster is free from the chains.
The star doesn’t skip a beat and flies to Asha immediately, holding her in his arms bridal style.
“Hold on tight!” Aster says.
The two fly off in the rain.
We cut to King Magnifico laying face first on the floor.
He didn’t fall from too high up but it was still quite painful.
The crowd is all around him, worried for their king.
Queen Amable rushes to where he is, with some guards pushing the people aside to let her pass.
“DARLING!! OH MY- ANYTHING HURT??” The queen asks genuinely worried, as she sits on her knees next to him.
“… Just my pride.” His voice is muffled, because his face is still laying on the floor. He begins to stand up as he asks “Ugh- quick, how’s my face?” He asks his wife while touching his own face to feel if there’s any injuries.
“As handsome as always, mi rey” The queen coos, caressing his cheek lovingly.
His eyes light up as his excitement returns to him at full force.
“THEN NO HARM DONE!” He exclaims, smiling like a mad man, he’s high on the adrenaline of the hunt.
He stands up quickly to go catch those teens.
“A little bump in the road, sure! But no need for panic everyone!” The king announces to the people around “Just remain in doors and stay calm, things may get a little... Messy hehehe" He chuckles, thinking of all the forbidden and deadly spells he'll finally have an excuse to use.
He uses his staff to run upwards on thin air, he just can't wait to kill those two teens but-
He feels something pulling his cape.
He looks down.
... Amaya is holding his cape, looking at him worriedly... As in, ACTUALLY worried.
He looks at her puzzled, but his eyes for the first time show a gleam of humanity as he looks down on the love of his life.
"... Just... Be careful." She says, glancing at the storm above them.
... Magnus gives her a comforting smile as he removes his cape, it'll be easier to fly without it weighting him down.
He hands the cape to her, whispering softly "I'll be back before you know it."
...
And up he goes.
Amaya is holding his cape tightly...
She has a bad feeling about this.
...
Okay, so now you guys might think Asha and Aster successfully skedaddled from the king's grasp because he took too long on the ground, right?
Well I'm sorry to say but you thought wrong. Here's what was happening with our heroes while this was taking place.
Aster is flying with Asha in his arms, they're going back to the forest, his cape leaves a trail of light.
He sounds quite traumatized as he says:
"HOW DID THAT CREEP MANAGE TO DECEIVE A WHOLE KINGDOM FOR YEARS?? HE'S SCARIER THAN A VAMPIRE STAR!"
(Vampire stars: stars that sucks the outer layers of material from a companion star, stripping their "bitten" victim down to a mere stellar core.
This is a real thing, and now I'm adding to the lore of wishing stars that there are these evil vampire stars that suck away other wishing star's powers... We have fun here.)
"Welcome to Rosas," (🎶Come on, come this way- sorry) "Where everyone just sees what they want to see." Asha says with a saddened expression. She's looking down on her kingdom as they fly away.
She looks at the castle in the distance...
"Wait... Aster, we gotta go to the castle!" Asha tells him determined
The star stops flying abruptly.
"UUUH Why???" Aster asks her in shock, this is kinda deja vu to that other time she suggested they should run to the castle.
"You can un-curse wishes!" She exclaimed "You un-cursed my wish! We can save A LOT of people if we go in there and you use your magic on as many as you can!"
Now usually Aster would be more than happy to do just that... But he's still a bit shaken by the whole encounter with the king, he's afraid he might catch up to them.
"Asha... I'm not sure we-"
"We can do this, he flies way slower than you, if we hurry we can get there before him." She looks into Aster's eyes, she's full of hope that they can at least save some of her people.
Aster can see her light shining brighter.
"... Then we better hurry." He gives her a trusting smile.
He turns around, flying towards the castle as fast as possible.
As they're reaching the castle, there's indeed no sign of Magnifico.
They get near the window of the wishes room.
"See? Told you we could do it." Asha says with a smile
"Yeah... I guess I am a lot faster than him." He says while flying to get through the window "Now let's do this quick before- OUCH!" Aster hits something when he tries to get in...
There's a green forcefield that manifested on the open window when Aster tries getting through it.
"What th-" Aster tries to hit it to get his hand through but the magic seems to be as strong as concrete, he groans in frustration.
Asha’s smile immediately fell into a scowl.
“oooOOOH SERIOUSLY?!” Asha screams.
“Why, yes. I do take the safety of my people’s wishes very seriously.”
… Take a wild guess on who’s standing behind them with a smug grin…
As soon as Aster hears the king’s voice he JUMPS and flies to the roof of the tower.
He’s holding Asha tightly as he KICKS the roof with his two feet to push himself away from the castle, thus flying away even faster.
Magnifico simply smiles as he uses his staff to once again summons a green hand.
The hand moves quickly through the rain.
Aster is flying as fast as he can but-
The hand catches him.
Asha falls from his arms.
She screams as she falls down.
“NO!” Aster yells in desperation.
Magnifico is now right next to him, smiling maliciously.
“Ah the stars look so pretty when they fall, don’t they?”
Aster’s legs are still free, so he KICKS the staff from Magnifico’s hand, making the king lose focus on the spell.
Aster is freed and flies down almost at the speed of light
It’s a shame the moment was so quick, maybe Aster would’ve noticed Magnifico almost stopped floating when the staff left his hand for a second…
“… That was close…” Magnifico said under his breath
Aster catches Asha in his arms.
“YOU OKAY??” He asks terrified.
“NOPE” She says shaken to her core. Holding him tightly.
Aster weights their options in his head… If they go to to the forest the king is just gonna follow them, he won’t give up on getting his power…
His power.
That’s what the king wants, not Asha.
…
He’s gonna have to break Rule number 1 again.
“Asha, listen.” The Star calls her attention, sounding more serious than ever “We gonna have to split up again, but I PROMISE I’ll come back before you know it.”
Asha looks at him confused.
“What?”
His animation looks more sketchy, like it’s unfinished.
“I’ll send you to the forest, very deep into it, so he can’t find you, I’ll just keep him busy for a-“
“NO! You can’t fight him off! You gotta stay AWAY from him.” She’s holding him by the cape.
“I know, but it’s the only way I can keep you safe.”
He lets her go from his arms, making her float with his magic.
“ASTER WAIT!”
“I’ll know where to find you… I’m sorry.”
He stops flying away.
And makes his star dust cary her, flying away deep into the forest.
Asha is looking back at him in the verge of tears.
All Aster can do is sigh.
…
Alright.
Time to fight a sorcerer king.
That happens to be right behind him, again.
“You know there are wolves in those woods, right?” Magnifico asks sarcastically as he floats like he's laying down on thin air.
Aster turn around quickly and uses his star dust to make several swords.
He throws them at the king and-
*Poof*
They just disappear into glittery smoke when they touch him.
“PFFT AHAHAHAHAAH STOP IT- I didn’t sign up for a tickle fight! Hahah” Magnifico holds his sides as he laughs
Aster is stunned.
“W-what? How did y-“
The king casted another spell to capture Aster, but this time the star dodges it.
Aster flies upwards.
The king follows with a wicked smile.
Aster doesn't understand, why didn’t that work?... Maybe the king was just expecting it and shielded himself? Yeah. That’s gotta be it.
He tries again, this time trying to do what the king did to him before, creating chains made of star dust to tie him down.
When the chains reach Magnifico, he just dust them off his body with his hand like it’s nothing.
… Aster is pretty peeved to say the least. His animation seems more sketchy and rough.
“HOW IS THIS FAIR? Your dark magic thing makes my powers useless!” Aster exclaims while he flies away from the king.
“Ha! You think THIS is because of my magic?! Boy, come on, I know you’re young, but don’t tell me I actually know more about your kind than YOU do!”
Aster keeps flying away, but he looks back at the king as he asks “What’s that supposed to mean?!”
“Let me "enlighten you", little one.”
He charges up a lightning spell.
“Your magic is made out of… JOY!
⚡️
Aster manages to dodge the lightning.
“GOODNESS!”
⚡️
Aster barely managed to escape the second one
“AND LIGHT!”
⚡️
“AGH!”
Aster didn’t dodge this last one. Their chest has a hole in it now…
That didn’t feel like that time Valentino jumped through him, this actually hurts... A lot.
Magnifico takes the opportunity to capture him again, this time tying him up with a snake made out of green magic.
Aster doesn’t have time to react before he’s wrapped in the snake’s grip.
There's the sound of thunder near them.
Magnifico approaches him slowly, now that the boy is held still in one place.
“And those things- Well, they can’t really hurt anyone, now can they? Heh heh” Magnifico is now flying right next to the star “So... I’m afraid there's little you can do to defend yourself, or anyone else.” He makes a little pout as if to fake pity.
… Aster never knew his magic couldn’t hurt others… Then again, hurting others was never something that crossed his mind before he met this man.
“… If it’s only made of good things then… Why do you want it so bad?” Aster asks
Magnifico’s eyes light up with the question.
“Oooh because it just needs to be wielded by the RIGHT person, my boy. Yes, in you, this magic is very limited because your heart is pure… But in me and my beloved queen however… We’ll be able to do ANYTHING.” He leans in closer to look at the star straight in the eyes as he adds “And that includes hurting the petulant little brat that wished upon you~”
Aster feels a chill run down his whole body. He couldn’t let that happen.
He tried to struggle out of the snake's grip.
Magnifico is amused by the star's determination.
“Heh heh stubborn just like her, aren’t you?”
“YEAH! SHE IS STUBBORN, AND YOU KNOW WHAT?! EVEN IF YOU DO STEAL MY POWER, YOU CAN’T STOP HER, SHES GONNA INSPIRE EVERYONE IN THAT KINGDOM TO RISE UP AGAINST YOU!” Aster exclaims with no doubt that Asha can do it, even without his help.
“Now what are you blabbering about insp- … Wait” Magnifico looks at nothing as he starts connecting the dots “Don’t tell me- That little performance you two were doing at the plaza…” a smile starts creeping in his face, and he starts trying to hold in a laugh “was -pffff- waS THAT AN ATTEMPT TO- HAHAH TO “INSPIRE” THOSE PEASANTS?!” The king has a maniacal smile.
… Aster doesn’t respond, he just avoids eye contact.
“*GASP* IT WAS! WASN’T IT?! OH- HAHAHAHAH” He lets out an evil laugh that echoes through the storm.
Aster tries not paying attention to what Magnifico says.
He tries looking at anything else, the rain, the lightning strikes in the distance, the king's staff...
Wait.
“OH- oh that’s hahha! That’s too good! OH and let me guess, that was YOUR idea, wasn’t it?!”
Aster already muted Magnifico's voice in his head, he looks closely to the staff... It seems to be made of...
Copper.
Aster hears another thunder.
The boy has a realization… This man is not smart.
Said man holds the star’s face, so he looks at him in the eyes.
“And here I was expecting that the girl got some WISE and MIGHTY guide from the sky! But NOPE! All she got was YOU, a naive little boy that doesn't know ANYTHING about how the world works!" The king has a deranged grin ear to ear as his grip on the boy's face tightens.
"Did you actually think that SINGING and DANCING would change ANYTHING?! Honestly, how much of a FOOL are you?!"
...
The star's face crescents into... A smile.
And the king hear's something that he REALLY didn't expect to hear from the boy.
"...pffft hihihi hi hi he- hehe heeh he heh ahah aahha aha ha HAHAH HAHAHAHA HAHAHA AHAAAHHAHAAHHAHHAHA"
The star boy is just laughing… It’s a youthful and free spirited laugh.
Magnifico's evil glee is replaced by bewilderment. He blinks a few times as the boy keeps laughing in his face.
... Did he just break this kid?... Already? After just knowing him for less than an hour?... Well, that sure is a new record for the king.
Magnifico looks frustrated as he asks "What's so funny?"
Aster calms down, and simply looks at the king with a playful smile as he explains
"Hehe oh nothing it's just that- heh heh yeah, I may be a fool but..." Aster's smile turns into cheeky smirk, and there's a gleam of mischief in his eyes as he says confidently:
"At least I'm not the IDIOT that brought a stick made of copper... Into the eye of a storm."
Magnifico's eyes widens.
And at the same time that realization hits him... Something else hits him too.
And all he has time to say is:
"Oh no-"
(hahahaAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH aaaah… I waited 11 chapters to write this by the way.)
The king’s staff is hit by a lightning bolt, sending shockwaves through his body.
A painful scream echos above the Kingdom of Rosas.
“MAGNUS!!!”
The queen exclaimed in horror.
... Just as she feared... He got carried away.
Needless to say, Aster’s body is freed from the king’s grasp. The boy watches as the man plummets along with the rain drops.
Aster isn’t smiling anymore, even he is shaken by what just happened, even though he saw it coming.
But he has no time to dwell on this now, he has a friend to find in the forest. So off he goes, leaving a trail of star dust behind him, like a shooting star.
…
But we’ll be focusing on Asha and Aster’s reencounter in the next chapter.
Now. Let’s focus our attention on what’s happening down in Rosas.
…
We see the bare foots of the queen running franticly through the dampened streets of her kingdom, she left her high heels behind her.
She's lifting her long skirt up so she can run faster.
Her hair is soaked and messy... Her crown falls on the ground.
She doesn't care, the crown doesn't matter, nothing matters. All that matters to her is finding him.
She’s desperate. An emotion never yet displayed by the relentless queen before.
The guards are trying to keep up with her, as well as other citizens.
She sees people gathered in a circle, the queen pushes through them violently to find what they’re all looking at.
“OUT OF MY WAY!” She yells, her voice is a high pitched screech full of anguish.
The people quickly let her through as they realize who she is.
Amaya finally gets through the people to find…
King Magnifico is laying face first on the floor. Just like before.
“MAGNUS!" The queen runs to his body and hugs it.
He must have used a protection spell, right? He just want to make the star look worse in the eyes of their people, right? Yes, that has to be it.
She tries to take some deep breaths while holding him.
"I-I'm here my love... You may rise now"
No response.
"... Mi vida?... This isn't funny... I know you used a spell to shield yourself... Didn't you?"
She's still not facing him, his face is still laying down on the floor.
A guard approaches from behind her
"... Your highness, we must take the king to the doctor at once-"
"NO- NO HE- he's alright, he-he's just being dramatic, like always ah haha right, my love?"
She starts turning his body so she can see his face.
"Co-come on Magnus, you wouldn't want to keep our people-" She sees his face, a few people in the crowd gasp "... Waiting"
There's a scar.
The king's left eye has a huge scar.
Amaya caresses his face.
...
She hesitates as she places a hand on his chest...
She can't feel a heart beat.
His cold heart stopped.
The king is dead.
...
Final Thoughts
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OOOOH I'M KIDDING HAHAHA- this isn't the end of the chapter yet :)
But it could be the ending though, right?
I mean, the villain died, Aster even gave a cheeky smile and a final line the likes of "And everything that comes with it" from Alladin.
In a Disney movie, you defeat the villain and the story can wrap up, right?
What more there is to it?
... Well, this rewrite is meant to feel like a proper Disney 100th anniversary movie, so this ain't your typical Disney movie.
And King Magnifico is supposed to the 100th anniversary Disney villain, so he ain't your typical Disney villain.
No... He has something that no other villain in the Disney pantheon had.
He has love.
And what is love?
Love is, and always will be, the most powerful thing on earth. That's what Disney taught us for 100 years.
So... What happens when the villains have love?
This is what I think happens:
...
Queen Amable’s eyes widen as it becomes undeniably clear… Magnus is dead.
... The rain now is dying down, becoming a drizzle...
She hears the sound of her people mourning for their king, crying and lamenting the tragedy.
...No...
She would not mourn. To mourn would be to accept that he's gone. And she knows him well enough to know that's not what he'd want. No.
She would never give up on him.
All this time she was worried about what these people would think of them, and now here they are, pathetically crying and moaning... They are weak...
She and her beloved don't need them. They never did. All they need is one another. It no longer mattered to her what they thought of her. It no longer mattered if they became afraid of her. It no longer mattered if they didn't love her anymore.
HIS love is all the love she needs.
And so, in this moment. She didn't care in the slightest about showing aaaaall these people... Why in the past they weren't kidding when they called her, well...
A witch.
Amaya suddenly get's up. Surprising the people around with how quickly she did so.
She RIPS the second layer of her long dress, revealing that inside there were many hidden pockets, each one with a small flask of colorful potions that she caries around for emergencies... Such as this.
The crowd gasps in surprise, they all stare at the queen in confusion.
She takes two of the flasks and begins mixing them, her face is cold and focused:
"Phoenix ashes mixed with two drops of scarab beetle juice" The queen says to herself under her breath.
She takes another flask from her skirt
"Newt saliva to heal the heart" She empties the flask and throws it on the ground, breaking it.
Another guard tries to talk to her:
"Uh- umm your majesty what are y-"
"Silence." She tells him, her tone is as sharp as a dagger.
She proceeds to name another ingredient.
"A tear of grief." She says as she takes one tear from her eye, and it really is one single tear.
She stops for a moment as if to remember the next ingredient... She remembers.
Her face turns to the confused citizens and shouts:
"I NEED A CHILD WITH LONG HAIR! NOW!" Her voice echoes, almost louder than the thunder from the storm.
The people are startled, their queen is usually so quiet and gentle, seeing her like this is like seeing a whole different person.
"QUICKLY! I DON'T HAVE MUCH TIME BEFORE THE SOUL COMPLETELY LEAVES HIS CORPSE!" She yells at them furiously.
"He-here!" A woman emerges from the crowd holding her daughter, a little girl with long blonde hair and green eyes.
(Because you bet I'll fit in a Tangled reference in this serious and tense scene)
The queen walks quickly to the girl and plucks a strand of hair, which the girl responds with a little "Ow!"
Amaya measures the hair strand with her fingers
"... This will give him about 10 years... Good enough." She says to herself as she puts the hair inside the flask.
A puff of smoke comes out from the flask... The potion is ready.
... It won't be long now.
She walks to her beloved husband, holding the potion in her hands.
She sits next to him... She pets his hair as she looks at his lifeless but still gorgeous face, scar and all. She looks at him with a wistful smile and...
She drinks the potion.
The crowd looks in shock.
Amaya coughs a few times, by the looks of it the potion tasted terrible... But it would be worth it.
She looks back to her king and says in a whisper
"And now, the most important step... True love's kiss."
She kisses him.
The people in the crowd look hopeful, everyone has read in fairytales what a true love's kiss is.
... But Amaya's magic isn't the same as the magic of a fairy... Oh no no no. When it comes to dark magic, you can't simply gain something for free... All dark magic does is take. And it does take something away from Amaya... Something she values a lot.
As she kisses their king, the people start to notice something is happening to their queen...
Her hair get's whiter, with a prominent white hair streak growing from her roots and embracing her whole braided hair.
(Because you bet I'll ALSO reference Anna's hair, from Frozen!)
Not only that, but her hands and face become more wrinkled.
... The queen is aging rapidly.
The people look horrified, worried they might get their king back but lose their queen
(And let me tell ya folks, that would be a TERRIBLE thing to happen because then our boy King Mag would straight up kill everyone in Rosas and then himself... Again.)
But the queen suddenly stops the kiss, she lifts her head up taking deep breaths, exhausted after giving away 10 years of her life to her love...
She looks 60 years old now.
... The king is still motionless...
...
The crowd is staring in anticipation.
...
Magnifico's eye's are shot open.
"*GAAAAAASP* *COUGH* COUGH*"
He sit's up quickly as he coughs while gasping for air.
"Shhhhh there there darling, just take some deep breaths now" The queen coos gently, her previous cold hearted demeanor vanished in an instant, and she's once again the kind and loving queen they all know her to be.
The crowd cheers and applauds the queen for successfully bringing the king back to life.
And said king is... Very lost on what on earth just happened, as he places a hand on his head and his eyes are closed, he seems to be in a lot of pain.
"UGhhh... My head-"
"Does it hurt? I can make something to help with that... Healing your face however, may prove to be more of a challenge." The queen says while petting his back.
The king's eyes widen at the comment, he quickly turns to look at his wife for the first time since he came back to life
"What's that about my fa- *gasp*" He get's startled when he sees HER face.
His queen is changed... She's smiling at him, which show even more all her new wrinkles... The white hair streak is very noticeable on her crown-less messy and soaked wet hair.
Magnifico stares at her incredulous... He starts connecting the dots in his head, as he also remembers what happened to him...
"... Amaya... What did you do?" He says as he places a hand on her cheek gently. His eyes are full of worry.
The queen stops smiling... She instinctively tries covering her face with her hands.
Magnus immediately holds her hands, as he looks her deep in the eyes and reassures her "You are... And ALWAYS will be the fairest queen of all, and no curse in this world or any other can change that for me." He says with certainty.
... Even though it's raining, by the queen's expression it's clear that she teared up with that comment.
The king wraps his arms around her gently, like she could turn into dust at any moment.
"... I'm so sorry that I failed you... This never EVER should've happened... But I swear to you, my love" His voice goes cold "I will not fail you... Ever again."
... He would not let himself get carried away again...
That girl is going to pay.
And that star will be theirs.
King Magnifico realizes they're still being watched... They'll continue this tender moment later. Now, he better make the most of the situation, after all, him being literally MURDERED by the star boy certainly helps his side of the narrative.
The king tries to get up but his legs are still feeling a bit numb, his body is still getting used to the fact that it's up and running again. Two guards help him stand up. And they also hand him his magic staff that was laying next to him
Magnifico is now standing up with his wife holding him tightly.
He takes a deep breath to start one of those long and inspiring speeches of his:
"People of Rosas... It seems even I underestimated just how vicious the enemy we're facing really is... The fallen star thought he could kill the heart of this kingdom, but as you can all see, this HEART is still beating! And it shall remain like this for many years to come!" The king says proudly.
The people cheer in unison. Some saying "Long live the king".
... Probably not the best time for Amaya to tell him she could only give him more 10 years soooo he's not getting past 65.
"Rosas shall never fall! For we are the kingdom of HOPE! And NO force in this world can stop-"
"*COUGH COUGH* Aah"
The king's speech is cut short, as the queen starts coughing and her legs go weak.
"Woah woah Amaya?" Magnifico looks worried as he holds her closer to him, stopping her from falling.
The people gasp in surprise
The king holds her close to him and whispers "Heh heh no need for theatrics my love, th-they're already on our side" Magnifico says, hoping the queen is just being dramatic to gain even more sympathy from them.
"... It's not pretending" She whispers to him "I feel... Weak."
(If this was a movie, the whole internal dialogue that will happen now, as well as Amaya's internal dialogue that happened earlier, would be just their expressions changing from worried to serious in a few seconds, and just by their expressions and the music the audience would be able to tell that this is a "Oh, they snapped" moment)
...
Only in that moment Magnus really starts to process what just happened.
He... DIED.
Just like that... He could've left her... Alone... Forever.
And why did he die?... Because he wanted to impress these people. He wanted to make a big spectacle about capturing that star. They made him weaker.
Not only that, but their love and loyalty was flimsy. It took only ONE GIRL speaking in front of a crowd for some people to start questioning him... Clearly, he and his queen are doing this all wrong.
All this time, pretending and deceiving to gain the love of these people, so they'd trust him with their wishes... But the situation changed. Once he harness that star's power, they'll have no use for these people anymore, will they?
So why be loved... When they can be feared?
It's not like he needs their love anyway.
HER love is all the love he needs.
And so, in this moment. He didn't care in the slightest about showing aaaaall these people... Why he wasn't chosen to be the heir to the throne.
...
The king's face morphs from worried to stoic, as he caresses his wife's hair gently.
The people are looking at him, expecting him to continue the speech.
But instead, Magnifico addresses one specific guard that is standing next to some others
"Captain O'Danohue." The king's voice is emotionless, he's still looking down to his wife while talking to the soldier.
The captain steps forward.
"Yes sire." The captain is a tall and large man with a beard and ginger hair just like Simon's
"Where did that star and that girl go?" Magnifico is still not making eye contact with the man
"They were seen flying to the forest, your majesty."
"Good, good. Send all your men to search for them immediately."
"Right away, your majesty. Do not worry, we'll-"
"And if they're not found til tomorrow night your men will burn that whole forest down." The king added, still talking monotonously.
That gets a few surprised looks from the people around them
The captain of the royal guard is taken aback by this "... Pardon me sire but I think I misun-"
The king finally takes his eyes off his wife to look at the captain with a bored expression "They can't hide in a forest if there's no forest, now can they?" He says like it's just common sense
The captain is perplexed "But- But what about the people that live there? There are houses in the woods."
"They have till tomorrow night to leave then." The king said simply "But of course, if that sounds too hard for you I can burn it down myself." Magnifico shrugs.
The people look shocked... The island's forest has been considered sacred for generations.
The king adds
"Oh, and speaking of "leaving", have your men also burn and destroy all the boats at the docks... No one get's in or out this kingdom until we find that star, was I clear?" He says while looking at the people around him this time.
Simon's father is speechless for a moment... The king seems to have lost his mind, but that's understandable, right? He died a few minutes ago.
The soldier tries to snap him out of it:
"My liege, with all due respect, I don't think-"
"Due respect?" Magnifico interrupts him once again, this time with a hint of anger creeping in his voice "I think you misunderstand captain. You all OWE ME all the respect you can possibly give, not only as your KING, but also as the one who MADE YOU who you are." He doesn't even raise his voice much, those words echo in the hearts of all the citizens that had their wishes granted "I didn't grant your wish of becoming my knight for you to THINK, O'Danohue, I did it for you to OBEY... Was I clear?" The king asks again.
The captain goes stiff.
He bows down to the king as he says "Crystal clear, your majesty."
... A sinister smile finally returns to the king's now scared face.
"There you go, that's a lot easier, isn't it?" The king says condescendingly.
That felt good... He should've done this a long time ago.
He looks down to his queen that he has been holding in his arms this whole time, she's looking up to him, also smiling wickedly.
They're on the same page, they won't pretend to be something they're not anymore.
That girl thought that truth would set these people free? Oh... They're more trapped than ever.
They both turn to look at their frightened and confused subjects.
The king’s glares at them as he says "... I believe it’s quite obvious what will happen to anyone who dares helping the traitor and the star" The green gem on the king's staff starts glowing "Right?"
The crowd all shakes their heads "Yes" quickly, as they know this is a threat.
The gem slowly stops glowing.
"Wonderful, that will be all then." He lifts the staff upward to hit it on the ground "And remember, Rosas... Just keep wishing." He has a subtle smile, this phrase is what he always says at the end of Wish ceremonies.
He hits the floor, creating a huge cloud of green smoke that engulfs him and Amaya, they teleport to the palace.
(I was gonna write Magnifico's reaction to his new scar... Buuuut I think I'll keep that off screen, I think you guys can imagine how he felt about it.)
...
The people of Rosas are at a loss.
Some think the king just went insane and it's all thanks to that star.
Other's think that he's right to take desperate measures to handle this threat.
And a few are now starting to realize that maybe they've been lied to this whole time and the king has always been a bad person.
No one is quite sure what to think of this.
...
Except for a certain group of teens... And a goat.
Who went inside to get cover from the rain just before the king went after Aster... So they didn't see the whole ordeal that just happened.
But they have seen enough to know exactly what side they're choosing to be on... Knowing what they know now.
...
Note that I didn't say how many teens are in that group.
Chapter 12
Final Thoughts
(for real this time)
... So ummmm... That was a lot, wasn't it? hahaha
I swear next chapter will be all about Asha and Aster and there will be WHOLESOME VIBES... After some sad vibes first.
Yeah, they gotta have a little heart to heart BUT it'll be more chill than THIS whole thing that just happened. In fact, from this point forward things should get a little bit more calm... For a while.
But now speaking on this chapter-
LETS GOOOOOOOOOOO CHARACTER DESING CHANGE!!!!
THE BROTHER KILLER HAS A SCAR!
THE WITCH LOOKS OLD!
REFERENCES ALL AROUND!!!
I usually don't say this, but ummm if I see fanart of King Magnifico with a scar on his left eye and Queen Amable looking older with a white hair streak it would be so awesome, it would be so cool... Just saying I would go insane, even more than I already am.
And the way I came up with this plot point weeks ago literally is the funniest thing, here's how my thought process went:
I want the confrontation in chapter 10 to feel tense... I'll say it's a cloudy day... Clouds bring rain... And rain brings a storm... And storms brings lightning... And lightning kills Disney villains... I'll kill Magnifico because he had it too good for too long. He needs to take an L. His actions have consequences.
SO THE NARRATIVE ESCALATED FROM:
"IT'S A CLOUDY DAY" TO "THE KING DIED."
LMAO
But seriously though, THIS is a big turning point for the villains.
Initially, they just wanted Aster's power for the sake of wanting it, because it would be fun to have it... Now? Now it's a NEED.
It's a need because they need immortality, Magnifico had a taste of his own mortality, and Amaya is older and weaker, they NEED to have that magic so they can live together forever. Have their happily EVER after, so to speak.
To me that feels more unique and compelling than just "We want power... Even though we already got it."
And speaking of Aster CAREFUL BOY! YOUR PETER PAN SIDE IS SHOWING!!! That laugh Aster let out is supposed to feel like a Peter Pan laugh by the way.
Yeah writing Aster and Magnifico's dynamic was SO MUCH FUN like wooooow you guys have no idea. It's Captain Hook and Peter Pan, it's Alladin and Jafar, it's Hercules and Hades, I wanna fit in all those vibes!!!
But let's address the elephant in the room... So true love's kiss, huh?
I just think it would be HILARIOUS if Disney not only gave us a villain couple for the first time ever... BUT ALSO USED THEM TO PROVE THE POINT THAT TRUE LOVE IS POWERFUL AS HECK.
I mean, they've shown us that
Over
And over
AND OVER
So I think having this classic trope happen, BUT TWIST IT in your 100th anniversary movie, would be pretty neat ya know? like, I think, you guys tell me, I don't know 🤷♀️
Anyway, this chapter was LOOOONG and full of emotions, mostly tense ones, but things are gonna chill a bit with Asha and Aster on the next one, I promise!
As always
Thank You For Reading!
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Escape from LA - Lisa Manobal x Fem!Depp!Reader
Part 1:
“And the Grammy goes to… Y/n Fleur Depp!” The present read out the card and I just let my head fall back as I let out a big sigh. My sister was the first to bring me in a big hug and then my manager and producer who were also such a big part of this album. I hugged everyone around me and at the table next to us was Harry sitting. I looked over and he was already on his feet clapping with a genuine smile on his face. I put my hands together and leaned forward a bit to express my gratitude.
Walking up the stairs will never get old or boring, it’s always a huge honor. Accepting the award I stepped up to the mic.
“Thank you so much for this. Ugh… It’s always an honor to get one of these but I think it’s even more special to me to be named beside my fellow nominees. I would’ve never thought that my name would be in the same conversation as ABBA. Absolutely insane to me,” I chuckled looking down at the award. “And everyone else in the category, you guys are incredible and the art that you all create is what this world needs and I’m just happy to be named beside you. I uhm… I wanna thank Romeo and Phil, my producers and Jenna, my manger. My family, of course, you guys are the best. But mostly my amazing fans, who relentlessly support and love me, and without you, I wouldn’t be standing here, so thank you.”
***
Y/n Fleur Depp parties with sister, Lily-Rose Depp and ex-boyfriend Harry Styles at the 2023 Grammy after party
The Depp sisters enjoy a night out in Los Angeles after the Grammy Awards
Y/n Fleur Depp bags 2 Grammys just before kicking off her Reflections World Tour
Y/n Fleur Depp supports Harry Styles at his Melbourne concert just a week before her world tour kicks off
***
“Tonight we have a very special guest with us, multiple Grammy award winner singer, and songwriter, please welcome Y/n Fleur Depp,” said Jimmy Kimmel, and as the door opened I stepped out, waving to the crowd and making my way to the chair after sharing a hug with the host.
“Y/n, welcome to the show, how are you doing?” Asked Jimmy. “Thank you, happy to be here. I’m great, how are you?” I asked politely. “Great, thanks. Are you and Harry back together?” He replied so fast and my eyes just went wide as the whole crowd started cheering. “Oh no, we’re not. I’m absolutely single, believe me. I don’t need anything right now,” I chuckled uncomfortably. I admit I’ve been talking the most with Harry since we’ve broken up but there’s nothing between us and we both know there’ll be nothing. “Okay, just making sure. Did you enjoy his concert?” “Yes, definitely. He is an amazing performer so I wasn’t worried.” “You start your tour in two days and it’s gonna be a very long journey. You start in LA on February 22nd and the last date is in Soul, Korea on December 22nd. That’s a long tour.” “Yeah, it is. But it’s gonna be awesome. We’ve been preparing for a while now and I’m very excited to see everyone and sing the new songs,” I smiled giddily and the crowd cheered hearing my words. “How do you prepare for a tour like this? I mean obviously, you have the dance stuff and all but mentally and physically?” “Yeah, I prep for the show with all of the dancers 3 times a week for like… 3 months. But I work out every day also, even if it’s pilates or gym. Shows can be very hard on your body when you perform 5 times a week for two and a half hours, so I try my best to prepare for the year. And mentally I guess I just try to enjoy every quiet moment before going on the road. It’s very hard obviously being away from my friends and family but someone always comes to each show so that’s nice,” I explained. “And as I know, you bring your cat on tour with you.” “Oh absolutely. He’s my baby, I can’t leave him for that long.” “His name is Bucky, right?” “Yeah,” I smiled. “How did you get the name?” He asked. “Uhm… I really like the Marvel movies and Bucky is one of my favorite characters of all time so I thought why not? The Winter Soldier already seems like a black cat type of guy so I chose that.”
After the interview, I got back to the green room and I was a little angry not gonna lie. “I go to one of his shows with literally multiple people and have one drink with him at the fucking Grammys, and suddenly we are back together. How does that work? And besides, we broke up over 4 years ago,” I packed up my bag and grabbed my phone. “You know they always do this, don’t bother,” said Chloe, my assistant, as we made our way to the car. “I know they do, but fucking hell, I can’t be single for one goddamn minute.”
***
“Hello, it’s Y/n Fleur Depp and today I’m gonna let Elle ask me anything,” I smiled at the camera.
“What’s your favorite memory from doing your last album?” Asked the journalist.
“I’ve got to work Doja Cat on one of the songs and I think it was one of the greatest days of the album making. We just had such a fun time with that song and we were just vibing a lot. She has a really interesting character and it was refreshing to work with someone like her.”
“What are you most passionate about outside of singing?”
“Ooh, that’s a hard one… food? I don’t know, I just love to try new stuff and cook new stuff. It’s a fun thing to get into.”
“Biggest pinch me moment in your career?”
“Oh my god, on my last tour, I was in New York, performing at Madison Square Garden and it was like halfway into the show and I looked up to the… well VIP section I guess and Rihanna was there, dancing and singing along. I almost fainted.”
“What is the best industry advice you’ve received?”
“Enjoy every second of it. I think especially now with social media, there are so many opportunities for people to make it in the music industry. And now, someone can easily take your place overnight if their song is gonna be a trend on TikTok. So I enjoy every little moment.”
“Who’s your biggest cheerleader?”
“My sister Lily, for sure. She has always been my biggest supporter. Since we were little kids, she always made me sing her favorite songs. And even now, even if I have a show on the other side of the world she will fly out and dance and sing through the whole thing. She’s the best.”
“What’s your 5-year plan for your personal life?”
“Oh damn… Uhm… I just want to be in a secure and stable place. Definitely move out of Los Angeles, it’s been too long for me to live here. I want to live somewhere different and new and have new experiences. And uhm… be in a calm and loving relationship.”
***
“Come on people, night one,” I stood in a circle with all of my dancers. “I just want to say how proud I am of us and the work all of you put into this tour. I am extremely grateful for all of you because everybody in this crew is so amazing, dedicated, and talented. I want us to have fun. It’s gonna be a long road but we’re gonna shake up the world and do some incredible stuff. I love you all and let’s have some fun,” I said and we cheered before putting our hands in the middle. “Reflections on 3, 2, 1!” “REFLECTIONS!”
I stood on the lift and I got my mic handed to me. Then the intro for Ready for it began playing on a loop.
The podium rose and the crowd erupted in cheers and screams. “Los Angeles… Are you ready for it?” I said and seconds later the song started.
About an hour into the show, I was at the front of the runway part of the stage. Sitting on a chair with only a guitar and a mic stand.
“Before we dive into the next song I wanna thank all of you for coming,” I said and as soon as they started cheering I smiled widely. “The last few years were absolutely crazy. ” I looked around the stadium. “But now, we are finally at peace kind of and I think we should enjoy it. We worked so much on these shows because I think we all took doing concerts for granted and me and my crew want to give you the best. It’s so cool to be back on stage, in front of all of you. Uhm… I love you and thanks again,” I smiled and they all cheered which made me smile even more. I just love that they love me.
Doing another hour and a half was a little exhausting but I enjoyed every second of it. “Thank you so much, Los Angeles, I’ll see you tomorrow,” I blew kisses all around the stadium as the lift was moved down.
I walked behind the stage and as soon as I stepped into the hallway, I had champagne sprayed all over me as my friends and family screamed around me. “Oh shit,” I covered my face as the champagne was just coming. “Congratulations!” heard Lily’s voice before she hugged me as soon as the alcohol stopped flowing. “Thank you, it was so fucking cool,” I said. “Oh my god, it was!” She shook my shoulder and I hugged everyone who was around basically then made my way to the dressing room, changing to something that wasn’t covered in champagne.
Once I cleaned up, I checked a couple of messages on my phone when I heard a knock on the door. “Come in,” I said, still scrolling through my phone. “I brought some guests, sissy,” Lily spoke and I looked up immediately, not hearing a noise from the guests.
All of a sudden Blackpink was standing in front of me with shy smiles. I’ve met Jennie before and we clicked really well. She is a very funny and sweet person, but I haven’t met the other members yet. “Oh my god, hello,” I went to hug Jennie and she was quick to greet me too, before turning to her members. “It’s Jisoo, Rosé, and Lisa,” she pointed at each of them. “I know, I’m a fan, you know that. It’s so nice to finally meet you,” I said, honestly feeling happy to meet them. “We’re happy to see you, it was an amazing show by the way,” said Rosé with a noticeable Australian accent. I put my hands together and bowed my head. “That means a lot coming from you. We should hang out. Are you guys free for the next…” I looked down at my watch, checking the time. “…couple of hours?” I asked and they all looked at each other before nodding their heads. “What do you have in mind?” Asked Jennie. “We could have some drinks back at the hotel if you’d like. It’s a calm place,” I suggested. “Let’s do it.” Jisoo excitedly said and we all chuckled. “We’re gonna be great friends, Jisoo.”
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Ahsoka "Dreams and Madness" Liveblog
Heeeeeeeeee.
My week has sucked, let's get into this already, this is some of the only true joy I'm deriving from life right now.
(I'm okay but legitimately, my week has sucked, lemme have this.)
HELLO CORUSCANT YOU'RE LOOKING PRETTY.
Ho daaaaayum, Hera bringing the fire to this meeting.
I am... annoyed by the emphasis on Hera as a maverick though, she was the Rebels character MOST beholden to the protocol and procedure of the hierarchy, the time she saved Kanan was the only time she ever really defied orders and dammit I have just patchworked myself my own answer okay so obviously she's normally very rule-abiding EXCEPT for times when her family and the people she cares about most need her help and no one else will give aid to her.
Curses upon my ability to iron out plot wrinkles I don't like.
Filoni must REALLY not like Xiono, he's giving him all the skeptic lines.
Course this is also one of the times the writing has to be hampered by trying to patchwork and salvage the Sequel Trilogy by explaining why the New Republic ignored the problem of the First Order until it was too late.
HI THREEPIO.
Man I am gonna cry ugly tears when we lose Antony Daniels, he loves playing Threepio so much, he's always up for it, never once complained that no one knows him from anything else.
Right so I get why they had Threepio deliver a message instead of trying to CGI frankenstein Leia into this but also Disney are cowards JUST RECAST THE MAIN TRIO I PROMISE NO ONE ACTUALLY HOLDS IT AGAINST ALDEN, TLJ JUST SUCKED AND SOLO WAS THE NEXT PRODUCT WE HAD TO TAKE THINGS OUT ON.
Seriously, the de-aging and CGI puppetry is starting to get uncomfortable and weird.
Chopper bout to throw hands in this courthouse lol.
I'm sorry, the emphasis on just how LONG this hyperspace trip is is absolutely making me reel with adoration for Ezra, he held the air inside the bridge of the Chimaera and the door closed and Thrawn in place ALL THE WAY TO PERIDEA IN ANOTHER FREAKING GALAXY.
YOUR FAVE COULD NEVER.
Loosen up a bit Rosario, you're stiff.
Oof that little bow between Ahsoka and Holo!Anakin.
Huyang begrudgingly having to remember to trust the Force lol.
Ohhhhh bastard, he put explosives in orbit to stop the purrgil!
.....Making the ring against the planet like that was supposed to be a visual reminder of the Death Star right?
The look of subtle but dawning horror in Thrawn's face when he realizes Ahsoka was Anakin's padawan lololol.
Like, "Ffffffffffffff--"
"Jedi are very good at hiding. They've been practicing that for years." Ah yes, excellent, another moment/quote I can add to my collection of "Thrawn barely containing his seething loathing of Ezra" bits lol.
*perks* Oh? Are we at the interesting parts now?
Ahhhh yes the minivan convoy with mom and dad Sabezra at the front.
There should have been waaaaaay more infodumping in this conversation, I need Ezra to boggle over everything.
Sabine still avoiding the question, but lol at Ezra's "The usual level [of complicated] or worse?" that's so cute.
THEIR BANTER IS ADORABLE I AM PILLOWING MYSELF IN IT AND MAKING A BLANKET FORT.
FRICK THIS IS PERFECT.
Ugh and he doesn't push her to talk about it, he's still so considerate of her armor and walls.
Someone, maybe multiple someones commented that they could see serious Two Towers aesthetics in this and... yeah no this is super LOTR-esque.
Lars Mikkelson continuing to kill it with his performance, as basic as it is.
[SIGHS HEAVILY AT THE CONTINUING INSISTENCE ON MAKING SABINE FORCE SENSITIVE] Okay, Filoni, whatever.
I'm ignoring this, I'm pretending she reached out to Ezra instead.
"Took me in when I really needed help." Ohhhhh do not do that, do not plant hurt/comfort ideas in my head ghgkasuhfkauhf.
He is so softly concerned about her aaaaahhhhhh.
I saw a few people confused by Baylan basically abandoning Shin to things here when he was acting so fond of her last episode so let me maybe shed some light on that situation. Ahem:
THE DARK SIDE DESIRE FOR POWER SLOWLY CONSUMES YOU UNTIL IT IS OVERWHELMING, UNTIL WHAT YOU WANTED THE POWER FOR NO LONGER MATTERS. THAT'S ITS NATURE THAT'S WHAT IT DOES. BECOMES MORE AND MORE OF AN OBSESSION UNTIL IT'S ALL YOU CARE ABOUT.
So yes, Baylan chucking Shin out to find her destiny or whatever because whatever it is that he's trying to seize power from is making him completely overlook her feelings.
"If Lord Baylan proves capable..." LOLOLOL BAYLAN DECIDED TO SCREW THAT NOISE HE'S IN IT FOR HIMSELF MY MAN.
GUNSHIPS! GUUUUUNSHIIIIIIIPS!
:D
Ezra can't leave the one crashed one, awwwwww.
Frick, him being the Noti's protector is just so frigging cute. I need fluff fics.
I'M GONNA DIE FROM THIS BANTER, IT'S ADORABLE.
Battle Couple Sabezra now? Y/Y?
Baylan's whole demeanor is changing, it's like he's soaking up the Dark Side energy of this place. Once again, awed by Ray Stevenson's sheer presence. The man feels massive and he's just standing there.
LOLOL THIS WHOLE ARGUMENT OVER THE "OUR" LIGHTSABER.
I'm grinning.
But also I wanna see Ezra hold his lightsaber again, pretty please?
Ahsoka doing much better now that she has both her blades this time.
*pillows hands* Can I watch Ezra forever please. I missed you son. Never leave me again.
HUYAAAAAAAAANG! :D
Oh man, how much dread and chagrin do you think Ezra had when he saw the stormtroopers?
Ho ho Thrawn looks eager for this.
SQUEEEEEEEEEEE.
(They are this close to holding hands you guys.)
This is probably giving Ezra flashblacks.
Oh sue me I want some angst and whump and pain to have happened in the interim.
Ahsoooooookkaaaaaaaaaaa! :D
Oh for, please stop using the beskar as literal plot armor. It sucks a lot of danger out of the fight.
Thrawn being all Xanatos Gambit like the pro he is.
Shin looking like she might cry, oh wow actual emotions.
FRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIICCCCKKK THAT ADORABLE LITTLE LAUGH.
Oh gosh, don't jinx it don't jinx it don't jinx it...
Wheeeeeeeeee that was... fun, actually!
The Sabezra bits were adorable. I have quibbles here and there but I'm just so happy being Sabine being happy and content and seeing Ezra being... Ezra.
Nervous for the last ep though. Hhhgnghhhhh I am very much stressed and I do not wish to be.
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Bloom (Chapter 8)
Chapter 7
Official Bloom Playlist
Warnings: Angst, Blood!!!, Fluff, Smut. 18+ ONLY. Minors DNI
A/N: Please make sure to check out the playlist above for the full effect while reading this chapter. As always, thanks for reading Merry Christmas!!
“You feel like home and everywhere I've never been, all at once.” - Butterflies Rising
You and Josh arrived back in Nashville the following Monday after a wonderful weekend in his hometown for Thanksgiving. You spent much of the next two weeks together, relaxing, cooking and planning your Christmas activities. Josh has been preparing for his first show back since they rescheduled them after San Antonio. He has rested and feels like he is back on top and ready to perform. Tomorrow the guys will all leave to play two consecutive shows in Atlantic City, New Jersey, returning home for a day before heading to Los Angeles for a week.
Josh has begged you for the past two weeks to come with him and you reluctantly agreed since there is no bus travel involved.
You are at your apartment visiting with Amelia, eating dinner, packing and catching up with her about all of the crazy things that have transpired in the last few weeks and promising to be around more. Your phone buzzes in your back pocket and you see Josh has texted you.
Josh: When are you coming home?
Confused, you respond.
You: I am home? Im at my apartment right now? What do you mean?
Josh: That might be where your things live but I think you know where home is angel.
Not wanting to read too much into it, you reply quickly and shove your phone back into your pocket.
You: Soon.
Selecting your outfits for your trip you carefully pack them into a hard shell suitcase along with your toiletries and a box of tampons, knowing your period will be coming soon. Zipping up the case and bidding farewell to Amelia, you make your way back to Josh’s house. Walking inside you find Josh still packing his things meticulously in his suitcase, trying to shove it closed.
“Ugh finally you’re back I need your help.” He says.
“You sit on this and i’m gonna zip it.” He says sitting you on his suitcase. The zipper glides closed with ease and you smile proudly.
“See everything just works better when you’re here.” He says.
“Josh I was gone for like 3 hours, maybe.” You laugh.
“I know I just miss you when i’m here and you’re not.” He says.
Giving him a soft kiss on the cheek you change into one of his t-shirts and a pair of boxers and slide into the bed.
“Tired, pretty girl?” He says placing the suitcase near the door.
“Yeah, I am.” You reply knowing that its the fatigue starting to set in before the onslaught of your monthly visitor.
“What’s wrong baby? Are you not excited for this weekend?” He asks sitting next to you on the bed.
“No I am, I just want it to be fun for you since its your first show back, but I am… about to have my time of the month and I’m not feeling the best.” You say nervously. You haven’t been with Josh while on your period yet, the time frames never lining up.
“Oh, baby that's okay. Look if it makes you feel any better, that doesn’t bother me at all, in any way. I am going to make sure that you have fun this weekend and I will take care of you and pamper you the whole time. It will be great.” He smiles gently rubbing your hair.
Leaning your head into his touch you nod yes. He gets up and changes clothes and crawls into bed next to you, spooning your body as you fall asleep next to him.
.
.
“Is that it?” You yell towards Josh who is in the house locking up before you head to the airport.
“Yep that’s it angel, we are ready to roll.” He calls back.
You have about 15 minutes to get to the airport to meet the guys before heading to Atlantic City.
As you pull into long term parking Josh asks how you’re feeling, you replying that you were doing okay today and him giving you a kiss on the cheek. You wheel your bags into the airport and check in at the ticket counter. You make it through to security where you see a girl snapping a picture of Josh as secretively as she can. You smile and laugh and push him ahead through the x-ray machine.
You both are pulling your shoes on as the girl approaches you both. “Hi are you Josh Kiszka?” She asks nervously.
“I am! How are you? Would you like a photo?” He asks the girl kindly.
“Oh my gosh, Hi, i’m great and yes if you don’t mind!” She replies happily.
“Baby?” Josh gestures as he hands you the girls cellphone.
You take a few photos quickly before returning it to the girl who is absolutely gushing and thanking you and Josh profusely. You collect your things from the end of the belt and make your way to your gate, hand in hand.
“Do you ever get tired of people asking for photos of you?” You ask as you walk.
“No, never… its sweet. They are always so nervous. I try to calm them down the best that I can.” He says.
He has such a kind heart, just one of the many things you love about him.
You approach the gate and see the rest of the guys and their girlfriends sitting chatting amongst themselves.
“Heyyyy I didn’t know you were coming!” Jake says enthusiastically towards you. The other girls clapping their hands excitedly at your presence.
“Yeah, Josh wore me down” you say with a wink and elbow to his side.
“Good, we are gonna get into some trouble this weekend.” Sam jokes, his service dog Rose laying on the floor at his feet. Looking at her smiling, her tail gives you a small wag as a hello.
The flight in was short and sweet, only a little bit of turbulence from some bad weather moving through the area. You land and you all grab your luggage before a van delivers you to your hotel.
As Lisa hands out room keys you wait patiently until she calls Josh’s name. He steps up taking the key and telling her thank you. He walks over to the group and asks them to meet him back here in an hour.
You and Josh make your way to your room and are immediately greeted with a gorgeous room overlooking the boardwalk. You can see the colorfully lit ferris wheel spinning in the distance. The room has a large king size bed, a full length mirror, along with a dresser, desk and a small couch.
Josh opens his suitcase and begins hanging his clothes in the closet and placing his homey comforts on the bedside table. You excuse yourself to the bathroom only to find that, right on time, your period has arrived. You finish up and walk back into the room digging through your suitcase for the box of tampons.
“Im sorry, baby. I mean, I guess it is a good thing.” Josh says sympathetically.
You nod your head agreeing before heading back to the bathroom to rectify the situation.
As you walk out Josh is sitting on the edge of the bed. “Come sit.” He says.
“Listen, you know I think you are the most beautiful woman in the world. I know you are not feeling good about yourself right now, but look. You are a woman. Your body is beautiful and is doing exactly what its made to do. Everything happening to you is natural and wonderful and you handle it with grace. I am going to continue to worship this body exactly as it should be. Including tonight…if you’ll let me. I want to show you how amazing it can feel to be completely consumed in each other in your most raw and natural state.” He finishes.
Jumping over his legs to straddle him you push him down onto the bed and lean over and press your lips to his. “Yes Josh, you can show me.” You say before standing up and going to look out the window. “We need to head back down there, they will be waiting for us.” You say.
You head downstairs and meet the guys in the lobby. Across the way is the entrance to the casino and you all make plans to try your hand at some slots after dinner. You enjoy a wonderful meal with lots of wine at the restaurant just down the street from the hotel. Afterwards you all head back and into the casino, most of you going for slot machines, and the others to the blackjack tables.
An hour or so later you walk out with your winnings of $0.20, laughing at how Sammy lost $50.00. You are tired and smell like smoke from the casino but you remember what Josh has in store for the two of you as he slides his hand into the back pocket of your jeans.
“Still up for a little fun, angel?” He asks quietly.
“Only if you want to.” You reply.
He unlocks the hotel room door with the keycard and lets you in first. You sauntering across the room still tipsy from the alcohol with dinner, and the drinks in the casino.
He flops down on the bed with a deep sigh, “come here angel.” He says laying back.
You crawl between his legs, bending down and placing a kiss on his stomach, over his clothes. Feeling bold you unbutton his pants and hook your fingers into the hem dragging them down to let his dick be free. He is growing hard at the excitement of what’s happening, the soft kiss you place on the tip expediting the process.
You squat down off the bed and untie his shoes and remove his socks one at a time before pulling his pants completely off. with his legs hanging off the bed, bent at the knee. You sit up taller and grab the base of his length in your hand. He props himself up on his elbows to get a better look at what is happening. You make eye contact with him and as seductively as possible take him into your mouth, until you feel him at the back of your throat. You wrap your lips around him and slide back and forth never breaking eye contact. He throws his head back in pleasure a soft “fuck” leaving his throat. You continue and add a gripping motion to his base. Your other hand reaching up grazing your fingernails across his pelvis. As you continue to take him in, your tongue starts to swirl around the tip and he quivers under you. “Im gonna cum angel so pull off now if you want to.” He says urgently. You shake your head no, him still penetrating the back of your throat and with one good long stroke up his dick he cums spilling down the back of your throat.
“Jesus Christ, that was sinful." he says
You pull off of him standing up, taking your shoes and clothes off, leaving you standing in just your thong. Josh stands and takes the rest of his clothes off and makes his way to the bathroom, returning with a bath towel. He spreads it out over the sheets of the bed and turns back to you removing your panties.
“Josh I have to go to the bathroom first…” you say and he nods understandingly.
You go to the bathroom and flush your tampon down the toilet, wash your hands and return to him.
“Lay on that towel angel.” He instructs.
“The white towel?!” You say nervously.
“Angel they see this all the time i’m sure, don’t be ashamed.” He says rubbing his hands down your legs as you nod and lay on the towel.
“You know sex during your period is supposed to alleviate cramps?” He says.
“I have heard that but, I've never tried. There’s never been anyone I’ve wanted to try with.” You reply.
“You’ve never had period sex before, angel?” He asks surprised.
“No.” You answer.
“I love you so much. I can’t believe you are mine.” He says. “Im going to be gentle, until you tell me not to, okay?” He asks.
“Please Josh…” you say, desperate for him.
He aligns himself with you, gently pushing into your cramping core with a groan.
It feels so good to have the pressure inside of you relieved by him. He begins to slowly rock his hips back and forth, the sound of your arousal filling the air. This is more of a wet sound than you’re both used to, and you feel his dick grow even harder.
“God angel, this is something else.” He says as he continues.
“Josh, you can be rough now. It’s okay.” You beg.
With that the pace of his hips pick up, his dick plunging deeper inside of you, the force of it pushing liquid out of you. As he continues you feel and hear a small spray leave you, as you both realize that your blood has scattered across his torso. You feel embarrassed for a millisecond before Josh audibly indicates how much he loves it.
Thrusting deep into you time and time again, liquid flowing freely from you, landing on the towel beneath you and adorning Josh’s pelvis. It all feels so good.
You do feel relief from your cramps as the coil inside of you tightens before your impending orgasm. You know that Josh isn’t too far behind by the moans he’s releasing. You can tell that period sex is something he is definitely into.
“My gorgeous woman. So fucking beautiful marking me with her blood. Fuck, I love you.” He says. Sending you rippling through your orgasm a small spray of arousal and blood hitting his base sending him into his own release.
“Fuck, that was insanely hot. So primal.” he says pulling out of you, blood and slick coating his dick. “Stay there and let me watch.” He says watching his cum, tinted pink, leak out of you onto the towel.
“Jesus Christ I’m going to cum again if I didn’t know better.” He says staring.
“Josh, stop…” You say blushing.
“You are a goddamn dream. Don’t ever think for one second that you aren’t… I will be damned if anyone ever does that to you, but me. ” He says getting up from the bed. He walks into the bathroom and turns on the shower before peaking his head out of the door and saying “ready and waiting for you angel.”
He really is too good to you. That may have been one of the best orgasms of your life. Sitting up and swinging yourself off the bed, you hold the towel to your center as you walk, catching any excess fluids from dripping. You drop the towel on the bathroom floor and join Josh in the perfectly steamy shower.
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The next day when you wake Josh is gone but has left a note for you on the desk.
Went to find coffee…
x J
You smile at his cute handwriting, and set the note down and proceed to get dressed for the day. The guys will have soundcheck around 2:00 and Josh has demanded you come with him.
The venue is just around the corner in a different hotel. You straighten your hair and put on your outfit and lounge on the couch as you wait for him to return with coffee. You scroll through instagram and twitter and see nothing but excited comments from fans about the shows this weekend.
The door opens, Josh pushing it open with his foot with two coffees in his hand and a Starbucks bag hanging from his wrist.
“Its a good thing I love you…It was a mob scene at Starbucks, there were so many fans outside I had to send my mother in to get our order.” He laughs, “alas, here is your hot bean juice my lady.” He smiles.
Oh okay he is in a silly mood today. You love it when he is like this. He must be excited for the show. “Thanks baby!” You say happily accepting the large coffee.
“I also got you a muffin.” he says presenting you with a blueberry muffin.
“You’re the best.” You say kissing his soft pink lips.
“Oh your nose is cold, how cold is it out there?” You ask.
“Uh frigid, I don’t know, wear a hat, a scarf, mittens whatever you have!” He jokes.
You laugh and kiss his nose.
Around 1:30 you Josh and the guys all meet in the lobby to head to the van to take you all to the venue for soundcheck. On the way the guys tentatively discuss the setlist for the evening and what they want to play for soundcheck. As you all enter backstage you see them check to see everything is set up how they want it and you and the other girls head down to the empty pit, your usual sound check spot. The guys play through a few songs, one oldie, according to Jakes girlfriend, and then they finish up and head back to the green room where you meet them. They will remain here for the rest of the day until it’s time for the show. You and the girls say your goodbyes and head back to the hotel to get ready. You all had outfits planned for the two nights of shows, coordinating to somewhat match color schemes.
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Arriving back to the green room later that evening, you are reunited with Josh and the guys who are now dressed in their stage outfits, and getting their rhinestones applied. Josh is walking around with his hot drink and cracking jokes for the girl who makes their social media videos. You hang out on the couch and he eventually makes his way over to you and sits down.
“Are you ready?” You ask.
“Yeah I feel pretty good, my ear isn’t bothering me at all right now. Didn’t hurt after soundcheck so that is a good sign too.” He says, “I am so glad you’re here, the shows are just so much better when I know you’re out there watching.”
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world my love. You’re gonna do great tonight, and then you’re gonna take me back to the room and do whatever you want to me.” You whisper.
“That’s a deal angel.” He replies.
An hour or so later, the guys are stepping onto the stage and the fans are going absolutely insane. The energy the guys have on stage tonight is better than it has been in weeks. The crowd sings along to every song. They sway in unison to ‘Light My Love’ and you tear up knowing how much emotion that song causes people to feel. Your heart swells as you watch Josh and his brothers are living this dream. At the conclusion of the set, Josh takes a shot on stage with the fans and you use that as your cue and you and the girls head backstage from the sound booth.
A little while later the guys meet you back in the dressing room, they are all sweaty and ready for a drink. Josh walks up to you, wrapping his arms around you and dipping you down for a dramatic kiss. “Hello angel how was the show?” He asks standing you back up.
“Amazing as usual” you reply. You mingle with everyone while the guys take turns cleaning up and setting stuff up for tomorrows show. A while later you’re all bussing back to the hotel, tired from the long day.
You and Josh walk hand in hand to your room, both of you cold from the outside air. Getting into the room you can tell Josh is tired from the night. He hasn’t given a full on performance in over a month, the time off catching up with him.
You change into your pajamas as you watch him. He grabs a pair of sweatpants walks over to the bed, slides his clothes of until he is completely naked, then sliding on the sweatpants. He goes into the bathroom and brushes his teeth before climbing into the bed. You scurry to the bathroom to brush your teeth and plug in both of your phones before getting in bed, turning off the lamp and curling into his open arms.
“You know, you said I could have you any way I wanted you tonight? I want you to just hold me. I am so tired.” He breathes.
“I know baby, go to sleep. I'll still be here tomorrow.” You reply.
“Be here forever. Just like this.” He says before falling asleep in your arms.
The next morning played out differently than the first, Josh wised up and ordered coffee to the hotel from UberEats, thus avoiding the fans that knew he went there yesterday, and were inevitably waiting. You enjoyed your morning together reading in bed, cuddling and relaxing before getting ready to go for soundcheck again.
Josh told you that he had a surprise up his sleeve for the show tonight and to make sure you paid attention. After soundcheck ended, again you and the girls went back to the hotel to get ready. You made sure to look extra hot tonight since you and the guys were going out afterwards. A while later you and the girls walk into the green room to meet the guys before the show. Josh sees you enter and immediately jumps up and walks over to meet you.
“Damn you look edible angel. I could fuck you right here right now.” He says quietly.
“Well that would be a mess, wouldn’t it?” You joke with a devilish grin.
“Ugh, you better stop before I get a massive erection before we go on.” He says.
“Wouldn’t be different than any other show, huh babe?” You say in a flirty tone.
His eyes about bulge out of his head and he runs his tongue along his teeth shaking his head. You can tell you are going to get it later.
The first half of the show was just as amazing if not better than the previous night. They played a few different songs and you were starting to form your favorites. After the drum solo, Josh talks to the crowd, and you see his eyes find you in the sound booth with a big smile and he says ‘ahh just like good sex…” before the lights fade to green and they play what you now know is ‘The Barbarians’.
You’re taken aback at his statement although you almost knew he was going to say something. This is the one he is throwing in for you and it is the sexiest song you’ve heard them play yet. You spend the rest of the show thinking about what you want him to play tonight while he has his way with you.
After wrapping up the show, and meeting the guys backstage, you wait as they get ready to go drink away the rest of the evening. You all end up at a bar close to the hotel, so that you can walk back when you’re ready. The guys are already pretty drunk by the time you arrive and you know that will make for a fun evening. You and Josh continue to make eyes at each other from across the bar all night. The guys are playing pool and the girls are sitting and watching from a table across the bar. You down 4 gin and tonics before you start feeling fuzzy. Josh is taking notice of your loosened state and bids farewell to the gang before helping you up and wrapping his arm around your shoulder. As you walk outside the cold air slices through your clothes. It’s about two blocks to get back and it’s a fight against the wind the whole time. Once you step foot in the lobby both of you begin to thaw out. Your head feeling dizzy, the next thing you know the elevator is dropping you off on your floor. Then Josh is closing the room door, and undressing you. Flashing in and out of darkness you feel a little woozy. You try to pull yourself back into consciousness as Josh hands you a glass of water and sits you down on the end of the bed. You drink the whole glass.
“Maybe you went a little too hard baby?” He asks.
“No, I am fine. I just needed to sit for a minute.” You say. “I think I only had maybe 4 drinks? And I guess all the ones before we left.. okay maybe I did have a little much. I am feeling ok now I promise” you say as your hand slides up his leg.
“Angel I need you to be sure you want to do this tonight.” He says. “I don’t know if I can be gentle and you're a little bit drunk.”
“Even better.” You reply “but Josh?” You question. “Fuck me to that song.”
“What song?” He asks.
“The one you played tonight with the long guitar solo... towards the middle....” You say.
“Age of Machine?” He laughs out loud questioning you.
“Yes that one! It is pure sex, Josh. Especially after your little sex comment. Right in front of all those people! All I could think about for the rest of the show was fucking you to that song.” You replied confidently thanks to the alcohol.
“You want me to fuck you… to my own song…angel…” he says unsure.
“Please Joshy?” You say placing your hand over his bulge.
After an annoyed sigh he responds.
“Anything for you my love, but just real quick...you know it’s my brothers guitar that makes the song? I just want to be clear that you want me to fuck you while I listen to my brother playing his guitar?” He says sarcastically.
“Yep that’s right baby…” you say back.
“Fine. Strip, angel.” He demands walking to the bathroom.
When he returns he is in only his boxers with a towel in his hands. Grabbing his phone off the dresser and connecting it to a bluetooth speaker, he looks at you and shakes his head laughing.
You hear a song start to play over the speaker as Josh walks over to you. He lays the towel down on the sheets and lays down on the bed laying his head on the pillows.
“You’re on top first, angel.”
You run to the bathroom and take care of your tampon before quickly returning to Josh who is laying on the bed gently stroking himself. You crawl over him and straddle his waist, your center sitting directly on top of his hard length. You lean over and and take his mouth with yours. Your tongues instantly finding each others tasting the remnants of the nights alcohol. His hands are on your hips pushing you down, grinding onto his dick back and forth. You can feel your wetness and it begins to slide easier. You push up from his lips and your hands are on either side of his head. He reaches his head up and bites down hard on one of your nipples. You scream out in pain. “There we go, that’s what I want to hear angel.” Josh says from underneath you. You lift up on your knees and grab the base of his dick aligning it with your center before slowly sliding down his full length. A moan escaping you from the fullness you feel inside of you. Placing your hands on his stomach you begin to rock back and forth in a wave motion, making sure you’re hitting your g spot with every forward motion. Josh grabs your hips thrusting into you from underneath with force sending a light splatter onto his base. He groans and as the evidence continues to marks his body over and over. As you feel your insides tightening you hear the opening notes to ‘Age of Machine’ and Josh makes a move to roll you over, still connected.
You smile up at him and wrap your legs around him. He forcefully unwraps them grabbing them and pushing your knees into your chest just barely touching your chin.
“You said you wanted me to fuck you to this song angel? Well, we are going to do it my way.”
He pounds into you in a thrust deeper than you’ve ever felt him before. A loud scream leaving your lips at the contact so far inside.
“There baby, now that is how the song is intended to be enjoyed.” He says repeating the motion with force gritting this teeth as another scream leaves you. You feel the spray leaving your center and it seems to make Josh fuck you even harder as the irony smell fills the air. He brings one of your legs to rest on his shoulder and continues. As the guitar plays in the background and you hear Josh’s voice singing to you, you moan in pleasure.
“Hands and knees.” He says heavy breathed and sweaty.
Pulling off of him he is covered in sweat, your arousal, and your blood. You get on your hands and knees and he reenters you right as the guitar solo begins. He is rapidly thrusting into you at this point and a slap connects on your ass as you moan, “Josh, fuck I am going to cum.”
He grabs the hair at the back of your head grasping it and pulling your head back pounding into you twice more before your body shakes from your orgasm tearing through you. “Josh fuckkk…” you cry out. The sloshing noises continuing until he is cumming in side of you with one more hard thrust. “Fuuuuuckkk.” he moans. He pulls out and you stay in the position for another minute knowing he likes to admire his handiwork. “Gorgeous.” He says. You feel two fingers swipe up your slit and swirl around your opening catching the dripping release. He taps your ass, an indication that he is done and wants you to be comfortable. You are both a mess and Josh couldn’t seem happier about it. You both jump in the shower to rinse off the night and crawl into bed. You are laying in his arms as he twirls your hair. “You know I have never fucked anyone to one of my own songs before? That was a first for me.” He says.
“Really? I feel like you would have done that at least once or twice?” You respond.
“Nope, only with you.�� He smiles kissing your head. He pulls the string on the lamp and you lay there curled together. “I love you so much Josh. I am so proud of you. You did amazing this weekend.”
“Thank you my love, it’s all because of you. My lucky charm. I love you more every day. I swear.” He says.
Kissing him softly on his lips you whisper your goodnights knowing you had a long travel day tomorrow before heading to Los Angeles this week. Thinking of your perfect man you let your eyes flutter shut and the darkness whisks you away.
You’re in the hotel room sitting reading a book on the couch overlooking the boardwalk. It’s night time and the room is dimly lit providing the perfect ambiance to your book. Josh isn’t back yet but you know he will be soon. You are turning the pages of your book and you hear a knock at the door. Figuring Josh must have left his key, you open it but to your surprise it isn’t Josh. It’s Jake.
“Hi Jake, what are you doing here?” You ask.
Leaning against the door frame his tongue slightly peaking out he smiles, “Lookin for you…”
“Me?” You respond.
“Indeed. Can I come in?” He asks.
“Sure, Josh isn’t here though?” You reply as he makes his way inside.
“Not here for him…” he replies. He examines your body up and down with a smirk. You remember that you are wearing pajamas with no bra and get nervous, covering your chest with your arms.
“Its too late to hide now, sugar…” He says.
You stare at him shocked at what he is saying and shocked that you felt a rush of heat to your center. This is Josh’s brother, his twin brother. You shouldn't feel anything.
Jake speaks again, “Don’t be shy, I know you're turned on.”
“I don't know what you mean…I’m with Josh...” You stammer.
“You are so sexy you know that? The good girl thing really does it for me. Then you come out tonight with your tits all pushed up like that? I saw your glances all night, trust me. I noticed.” He says.
Your arousal growing heavier by the words leaving his mouth you stare at him. He stands up and walks towards you causing you to walk backwards until you are met by the wall.
“Your breathing is getting heavier doll, are you okay?” He says smugly knowing you won’t reply.
“Tell me, are you as good a girl as you seem? Because I don’t think you are… I think my brother got himself wild one didn’t he?” He asks tracing his index finger over your collar bone pushing your pajama top off to the side.
Your breath hikes as his fingers make contact with your skin. It is a similar electric feeling as that first time with Josh. Desire is swirling inside of you so fast that you know its getting to be too late to stop it. This is going to go one of two ways, bad or really really good. You didn’t want to admit to yourself that you’ve always found Jake attractive. Attractive in the way that he is your boyfriends twin, the forbidden twin. The one that brings the edge to make up for the softness of Josh. The one who brings the sex appeal and melts you with simple hand movements and fuck me eyes. You can’t say that you haven’t imagined this moment before, before quickly pushing it away into the corner of your mind.
“I can see you thinkin doll, you want this to happen don’t you?” He asks.
You continue to stare at him. Knowing if you reply it’s all over.
“Say it doll. You know you want this. Don’t think about what Josh will say. He knows. We all know. We can all see you want me just as bad as I want you.” He says.
The thin string you were hanging by snaps and you reply “I do want you.”
In a fury his lips are on yours kissing you in a way so hard and so different than Josh. Its aggressive and needy and the exact opposite of your sweet Josh, but you kind of like it. The forbidden qualities shining through with Jake.
“See I knew you weren’t a good girl. I knew you were hiding under there somewhere.” He says removing your top. He unbuckles his pants and unbuttons his button fly before pulling your pants off of your body. There you stand naked before him. Your boyfriends twin brother. Your boyfriends insanely hot, long haired, guitar god, twin brother.
You connect your lips with his again wrapping his long hair around your fingers and gripping tightly. His hands find your breasts squeezing them gently before pinching your nipples between his thumb and forefinger.
A moan releasing from your throat causing his dick to grow harder against your bare stomach.
“Damn and my brother gets to hear that whenever he wants? Criminal.” He says into your neck.
Suddenly he is picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder walking over to the bed before throwing your body down on top of the sheets.
“I know you want me to fuck you as bad as I want to fuck you but we have to make this quick. Josh will only be gone for another 10 minutes. I made sure of that.” he states, pushing his boxers off, his dick hanging heavily between his legs. You stare at his length comparing when he stops you mid thought.
"Not everything the same, huh?" He says, knowing he may have an extra inch on Josh.
Playing his little game you respond, “I'll be the judge of that.”
“There she is, keep going baby, make this memorable.” He says.
“Fuck me Jake.” You say with venom lacing your words.
His fingers run up your center collecting your slick before he coats the head of his dick with it. Lining up with your wet opening he pushes forwards and bottoms out inside of you. A groan releasing from your lips at the feeling of fullness inside of you.
“Jesus Christ you feel good doll. You are so tight.” He says as he begins to slow pull out and push back in. You wrap you legs around his calves and stare at him his bare chest adorned with a single pendant coin necklace. Grabbing the metal strand and pulling him closer to you, your lips capturing his and violent kiss. His tongue is swirling with yours in a way that you haven’t experienced. Again it’s very different than the way you and Josh typically kiss.
He starts to pound into you quickly. More aggressively and extremely vocally as a sheen of sweat begins to cover his body. “Fuck I can get why Josh never shuts up about fucking you…” he grunts “and I have to sit there and listen to it. Do you know what that’s like doll? Watching you with him, knowing that I can fuck you like this?” He says hitting your sensitive spot inside causing you to scream.
“Yeah scream for me doll. Let everyone hear how good this dick makes you feel.” He says continuing his movements.
His fingers reach down and pinch your clit and the growing feeling in your stomach is starting to peak. “Ah you’re close aren’t you sugar, you’re gonna cum for me aren’t you? Say my name...I want to hear it on that pretty mouth.” He demands.
“Jake I'm gonna cum, don’t stop.” You beg.
“I'm not stopping doll, you just make those pretty sounds wrapped around my dick.” He says.
With those words you are shot into orbit, vision black and surrounded by twinkling stars. Jake's voice snapping you back as he moans at the extra wetness. “Your pussy is so tight doll I’m gonna cum, fuck. Do you want me to shoot inside of you or out…” he asks hastily.
“Inside…” you breathe
“Fuck, ok sugar. So bad letting me cum inside of you... All the while you’re with my twin. Goddamn your fuckin sweet.” He says grunting into you as you feel his release spray through you.
“Fuck you’re so good.” He says collapsing on top of you. “That’s what I always thought it would be.” He says kissing your neck one last time before jumping up and running into the bathroom. You lay there in shock.
He turns the shower on and peeks his head out the door, “Here jump in and wash this off before he gets back. Our secret huh sugar?” He says buttoning his pants. You get up and walk into the bathroom as he adjusts himself in the mirror. You get in the shower and by the time you get out, he’s gone. You get back in bed, and think for a while as you wait for Josh to return.
You hear an alarm clock going off loudly and you can’t seem to find the source. You hear Josh’s voice echoing through the entire room and you open your eyes to find yourself in bed wrapped up in his arms confused at your surroundings. When did he get back? What's happening? Does he know?
“Good morning angel. Did you enjoy your dream?” He says smugly.
Oh my god, it was a dream. You had a sex dream. About Jake.
“How did you know I was dreaming?” You ask.
“You were moaning, I thought you even had an orgasm there for a second.” He laughs.
“I think I did... Did I… say anything?” You ask nervously.
“No. It was a lot of pleasurable sounds to wake up to though…” he smiles kissing your face.
“Even in your dreams i’m taking care of you huh angel?” He asks.
Your heart drops into your stomach and you nod your head at him not wanting to think about what just happened.
As you get up and head to the shower you are filled to the brim with guilt. How could your brain do this to Josh. Why is this happening? Do you subconsciously have feelings for Jake? You push it all to the side as you stand under the shower spray. You finish your shower lost in your thoughts and come out to see Josh packing his suitcase up. You get dressed hardly able to look him in the eye you feel so guilty. Choking back your emotions you pack your suitcase up. You are quiet, and you know Josh can tell.
“What is wrong angel? You’re not yourself?” He asks rubbing his hand down your arm.
“Oh, nothing baby. I’m fine. Just tired.” You reply.
“If something is wrong you would tell me right?” He asks with a concerned look.
“Of course.” You reply, knowing full well this is one of those thingse doesn't need to know.
As you check in at the airport for your flight back to Nashville you are handed your ticket and make your way to the gate. All of you chat amongst yourself until it’s time to board. 45 minutes later you hear them call your boarding groups and you head onto the plane. You suddenly realize that you and Josh are not seated together. He is 3 rows ahead of you sitting next to a stranger. He sits down and shrugs his shoulders at you. As you make your way to your seat you slide in next to the window and sip your water waiting to see who will be sitting next to you. Sam passes. Danny passes. The other girls pass. You make eye contact with Jake who nods at you and sits down in the empty seat. This is your living nightmare and he has no idea.
“Looks like we’re together.” He says.
You about choke on your water.
“So it seems. I wonder why we are all split up?” You question.
“Ah, well it will be a quickie.” He says.
Your breath hitches again as you recall your dream yet again.
“Mhmm” you say reaching for your book.
“Whatcha got there?” He asks.
“Ahh its just a book I’ve been reading this weekend. I'm almost done.” You reply.
“Am I that boring that you’d rather read a book than talk to me?” He asks.
You feel the plane start to glide down the tarmac indicating take off.
“No, I just don’t want to bother you.” You say.
“Ah you’re not a bother darlin, you’re one of us now.” He says.
You stare at him, he is sort of beautiful in his own way. Stop it! You tell yourself.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” He asks.
“Like what?” You reply.
“Like you’re scared of me or something, I don’t know. I can’t put my finger on it.” He says.
You swallow hard and hold your breath as you feel the plane lifting off the ground.
His hand pats the top of your arm, gripping the arm rest. And you suck in a breath.
“Nervous flyer?” He asks.
“A little bit today...” you say. Its not a lie. You are definitely nervous about this whole situation. You know he has no idea about your dream but god it felt so real you almost wonder if he had it too.
“Well, we will be fine don’t worry sugar.” He says with a kind smile. He leans over the arm rest into the aisle to see if he can see his girlfriend giving her a small wave and a smile.
He sits back in his chair and blows out a breath.
A while later he starts up a new conversation.
“You know, I’m really happy for you and Josh. I don’t think we have ever talked about it, but he really loves you and I’m glad you have each other. It’s a night and day difference for him.” He says.
“Thanks Jake, I love him too. He makes me really happy.” You reply. Still eaten alive by guilt.
“Good, he’s had a rough year, you know that though. When he is hurting so am I. So seeing him happy with you also makes me happy.” He says.
“Well I guess as long as he keeps me around, everyone will be…happy…” you joke.
“I don’t think you’re going anywhere darlin’. At least that’s what he told me.” He says.
“What do you mean?” You ask.
“Ah i’ve said to much. Just glad you’re in our life is all.” He says.
You let the conversation go and you turn to your place in your book and try to read for the rest of the flight even though your mind is racing through everything that has happened today.
As you arrive back in Nashville you all say your goodbyes knowing you’ll be right back here tomorrow morning. You and Josh find his car in long term parking and get into the freezing cold cab.
“How was your flight my love?” Josh asks.
“Oh it was eventful, you know I was next to Jake right?” You say.
“I kind of saw that.” He laughs “I bet that was interesting, you two don’t talk very much.”
“I always mean to, but I never know what to say.” You reply.
“Yeah he can be a little intimidating but I promise it’s all a facade. He is just like me with a tougher looking exterior.” He jokes.
“Yeah I guess you’re right.” You reply.
When you arrive back at Josh’s house you are met with the familiar feeling of home. It's smells, and comforts. You’re aren’t sure how Josh is able to do this all the time, leaving and returning. Its hard and you were only gone for 3 days, you can’t imagine it being months at a time.
Josh noticing you’re quiet again asks, “Baby, you are all in your head today. What is going on?”
“Nothing, Josh I promise. Just having an off day.” You reply.
He raises his eyebrows at you, knowing you aren’t telling the truth but letting it go giving you a delicate kiss on the lips.
He places an album on the turn table and you begin to relax and you sort through your suitcase removing the dirty clothes, replacing them with clean clothes and more outfits before you leave for LA tomorrow. Josh makes you both something to eat in the kitchen and you hear the song ‘Dirty Work’ by Steely Dan spinning, singing to your subconscious thoughts.
“When you need a bit of lovin’ cause your man is out of town, that’s the time you get me runnin’ and you know i’ll be around…. I’m a fool to do your dirty work, oh yeah…..I don’t wanna do your dirty work, no more, i’m a fool to do your dirty work oh yeah…..”
You feel a swirling feeling in your stomach like you’re going to vomit and run to the bathroom and sit on the floor. Why is the guilt eating you alive? You didn’t do anything wrong? Did you? You breathe deeply for a few minutes and collect your thoughts hoping Josh didn’t notice.
You hear footsteps and a knock at the door.
“Baby…” He questions.
“I'm ok.” You reply opening the door.
He stands there with his hands on his hips. “Quit lying to me. What is going on.” He says harshly.
Quickly running through all of the scenarios and what could possibly play out if you told the truth you decide on the the option with the best outcome.
“Josh I don’t know what to say…” You reply.
“Oh god what’s wrong?” He asks concerned.
“Can we sit?” You ask.
You both sit down on the edge of his bed and you place your head in your hands.
“You’re scaring me angel what’s going on?” He asks nervously.
“Nothing is going on, nothing happened I am just…” you reply swallowing your nerve and telling the truth.
“Ok you know how last night when we had sex you were talking a lot, about your brothers and the music and we were so in the moment…” you stammer. “I don’t know if it was the alcohol mixing with my subconscious and your words or what… I just…”
“What, just say it…” he begs.
Taking a deep breath you respond. “I had a sex dream about your brother…” you say nervously looking him in the eyes. “It's eating me alive, that’s what you heard this morning. I feel so guilty and embarrassed and I haven’t been able to even look at you all day, I’m so sorry Josh.” You finish.
He stares at you blankly thinking about what you’ve said. Remembering your orgasm from this morning.
“Which brother...” He finally says.
“You know…don’t make me say it...” You reply.
“Say it now angel or it's only going to make it worse.” He snaps.
“Jake. It was about Jake. Im so sorry Josh, please.” You reply with tears in your eyes.
“Was it good?” He asks blankly.
“What?” You ask completely shocked.
“Was. It. Good. Did he fuck you real good in your dream, angel? Did he do all of the dirty little things you fantasize about?” He asks harshly shaking his head.
“I…Josh…” you say speechless.
Getting up and pacing around the room, he continues. “How long have you been thinking about Jake? Do you imagine him when I am fucking you?” He asks.
“Josh how could you say that? You know I love you…” you say, devastated he would even say that.
“Save it. I can’t believe the moans coming from your mouth this morning. All along I thought you were dreaming of me. Of course it wasn’t me…my own fucking brother. My twin. Why was I not enough? You are dreaming about fucking JAKE?!” he finishes teetering on anger.
“Josh stop it” you cry. “Don’t you think I feel guilty? I love you. I don’t know why this happened!” You cry to him.
“Answer my question.” He says.
“What question?” You reply.
“Was it good? Did you like it? Tell the truth.” He demands.
“Josh, I…” You stop not wanting to finish the sentence as the tears freely flowing from your eyes.
"Answer!!" he yells at you.
You burst into tears, "Yes!"
A pissed off sigh coming from his chest he walks over to you, your face streaked with tears, taking it between his hands. “Go home…” he says behind his teeth, brushing his thumbs over your cheeks.
“I thought you said... this was home…” you say crying harder.
“Not anymore.” He says, releasing your face forcefully and walking away.
“What about LA?” You ask, scared to hear his answer.
“I'm going alone.” He replies coldly.
Throwing yourself back onto the bed your crossed arms cover your face as you quietly sob into them as Josh leaves the room.
Laying in his bed wondering if it’s the last time, you breath in his smells remembering this moment, You pull yourself up, looking at yourself in the mirror. Puffy eyes, swollen with tears. Your heart broken over something you couldn’t control. You’ve lost him. You collect your things and catch a glance at the polaroid tucked into the frame on his side table. A photo from Sammy’s camera that he took over Thanksgiving. A photo of you and Josh dancing in his living room, your smiles genuine and covered in love. Everything was perfect. Your heart breaks a little more.
You roll your suitcase out to the living room and Josh is gone. You see a plate of food set set neatly for you on the counter, remnants from earlier in the evening and you cry again.
You call out for him, but the house is silent. His car is gone.
You load your things into your car and as you pull away from his house you wonder if it will be for the last time, another sob ringing out from your chest. The realization of how much you actually love him becoming evident.
As you unlock the door to the apartment you see Amelia sitting on the couch watching tv and your eyes meet hers and she knows. You don’t even have to say anything and you she running to your side.
“Oh god, pen. Is it really bad?” She asks.
You nod your head and collapse into her comforting hug and explain everything, so thankful you have her.
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You haven’t heard from Josh. It’s been days. You know he is in Los Angeles and you’re supposed to be there with him. You had a whole day planned together just you and him doing Christmas activities. Now you’re at your apartment alone and heartbroken. You check your phone constantly waiting to hear from him. But nothing ever comes. Checking social media, but he never posts. He’s completely silent. Amelia drags you out of the house to do some Christmas shopping and you can’t help but see a thousand things that remind you of him. As you walk around an antique mall you spot an item that you know was put there for you to find. Even though you and Josh are not speaking, you purchase the item, knowing that it is the perfect gift. Even if you have to leave it on his porch, you know it is destined to belong to him. You take the item home and wrap it delicately in brown paper. That night when you check social media you are presented with a tagged post. The guys are in a restaurant in LA and they are drinking and look so happy and you are crushed. He looks so happy. You miss him so badly but don’t reach out. You can’t.
You convince yourself to watch the livestream of the guys performance tonight even though you know it’s just torturing yourself. As you see them walk up to be interviewed your eyes fill with tears. Josh looks amazing and happy. It hurts knowing you are here like this and he is there completely unaffected. They all smile and laugh and are glowing together. You can’t believe you ruined everything. A while later they take the stage but something is off. Their moods aren’t the same. The crowd is almost empty and quiet. You can see the frustration on Josh’s face. He is tired, and out of breath. They are rushing through the set, and as quickly as they started its over. This was their last show of the year and you know he won’t be happy with how they left things. You feel for him and again want to reach out but don’t.
One, two, three more days pass. Still you have heard nothing.
On the fourth day you wake up to a text message.
Jake: Call me.
You feel like you’re going to throw up. You can’t call Jake? That is adding more fuel to the fire. Why is he texting you? You think on it for a few more minutes as your finger hovers over the contact and you hit the call button.
“Hello?” He answers.
“Hi” you reply shakily.
“Hi” he replies. “How are you doing?” He asks.
“I’m not great Jake, I think you know that.” You quip back.
“I do, and I'm sorry.” He says, “Have you heard from him?”
“No.” You respond.
“I figured as much. You need to talk to him.” He says. “Go to his house.”
“I don’t know Jake he pretty much told me to leave and was gone before I left. I haven’t heard from him since. I think he is done.” You say.
“Hes not. Just trust me.” He says.
“Okay.” You reply.
“So you’ll do it. You’ll go?” He asks.
“When I gather up enough courage, yes.” You say.
“Do it soon. Please.” He begs.
“Okay, I will.” You say.
“Thank you, we miss you, you know...” He says
“I miss you guys too.” You reply
“I hope everything works out. I’ll talk to you later.” He says.
“Thanks Jake. Bye.” You say ending the call.
Well that was odd. You think about what he said. You thought you and Josh were done, but maybe you weren’t after all. You talk to Amelia and she agrees that maybe you just need to go talk to him face to face now that some time has passed. You get yourself ready and give yourself about 10 pep talks to keep yourself from backing out. You get into your car and head over. The worst thing that can happen is that he can tell you he is done and to go home. As you pull into the driveway you see his car and get a horrible wave of nervous energy in your stomach. You try to breathe and center yourself. As you get out and walk to the door you are still shaking with nerves. You knock on the door three times and wait.
The door opens and he stands there staring at you blankly, fresh out of a shower, wrapped in a towel.
“Do you always answer the door naked?” You ask shyly.
“Well I wasn’t expecting anyone...” He replies with the tiniest hint of a smile. “Come in.” He says.
As you walk in it no longer feels homey you feel strange and uncomfortable. You sit on his couch, and he tells you he will be right back. A few minutes later her returns fully clothed and sits down in a chair next to the couch.
“Josh, I….” You start, you are unsure of how to explain how you feel but you hope he will understand if he just listens. “Im so sorry.”
“I know you are. He replies.
“I never meant for any of this to happen. I love you so much. Only you. I don’t even know why I had that dream. It meant nothing to me….” You say.
“I know.” He says.
“Can you say something? Anything other than I know? I am trying to make this right. I'm getting the feeling that you don’t want to do that.” You say.
“What do you want me to say? That you broke my heart? That you broke my heart thinking about fucking my brother? And that you enjoyed it? I have given you everything I have! I love you, I wanted it all with you! I just don’t know how I can get past this… it hurts.” he says.
“You left me here. I didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye.” you say.
“I know. I had to know.” He says.
“Know what?” You reply.
“When I left here I drove straight to his house. I asked him if he had any feelings for you. To which he obviously said no. I told him what happened and told him that if there was anything going on he needed to tell me right then. He told me I was insane and that he would never do that. That I needed to go back to you before I ruined everything. When I got home you were gone.” He said.
“You told me to go Josh…” You say with tears in your eyes.
“I know, I did but I didn’t think you would actually do it! I just knew I would get back in time but you were gone. I thought that meant you…” he swallows back his own tears.
“Josh no…” you say reaching for his hand. “I love you. Only you. Never anyone else. How could you possibly think…” you say fully crying now.
“I don’t know, I know you love me but I just… I over reacted and I was cruel and I thought I lost you. I almost came to you that night but I was afraid you would turn me away. And then I was in LA and I was miserable. But I couldn’t call you. I didn’t know what to say. Then Jake and I argued before the show because I just couldn’t let it go. I got too drunk that night and fought with everyone… everyone was pissed at me. My life has been a mess the past week and I didn’t have you, and everything just seemed really bad. Too bad. I finally talked to Jake last night and he helped me realize that I can’t do this without you. Any of it. I didn’t know how to make things right between us. I was going to let you go. Now you’re here and I still don’t know what to say other than I love you so much and I am so sorry. ” He finishes.
Launching yourself into his lap you sit straddling him and just cry on his shoulder. His arms wrap around you and pull you closer.
“I'm so sorry baby I never wanted this to happen. This was the worst week of my life, watching you sing from my bed, heartbroken. I thought you were happier without me there. The pictures were so convincing and I was so devastated.” You cry into his chest. “I will never want anyone else, only you Josh. Please believe me.”
“I do believe you angel.”
Your lips reuniting with a passionate kiss, his hands desperately gripping you to him.
Pulling away, you say “You know he called me and told me to come to you right?"
He stares at you.
“He told me to come here, to come to you. He loves you so much Josh, he was devastated for you. He cares about you so much. We both do. How could you ever think…” he cuts you off with his lips on yours again, his tongue finding yours, telling you everything he couldn’t say for the past week and a half.
You lips connected, he stands up from the chair carrying you to his bedroom and gently places you on his bed.
“Please let me love you angel.” He says.
“Please Josh...” You beg.
You are desperate for his touch, to feel him again.
You both quickly remove your clothes and find each other again under the sheets.
“I never want to feel the feeling I felt when I came back and you were gone.” He says kissing your neck. “That was the worst pain I’ve felt in my life. I thought you were gone for good.”
“I will never leave you Josh.” You reply.
“Promise me.” He says lining himself with your center.
“I promise. Everything I have.” You say as you feel him slowly push inside of you.
This sex is different, it’s slow and filled with emotions. There isn’t an urgent moment. Every single second is spent with Josh reverently worshipping every inch of your body and you his. You both work slowly towards your release, sharing with each other every raw emotion and feeling in between the seconds. After you both come down from your orgasms he whispers into your hair, “I will love you forever my angel. Please never go.”
“Never.” You reply.
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.
You and Josh become absolutely inseparable from each other over the next few days. You and he sharing a new found connection that brings you closer than you ever thought you could be. The days are spent watching Christmas movies together and enjoying just being together. Josh has asked you to come home with him for Christmas with his family and you can think of no better way to spend it.
.
.
Christmas Eve at Josh’s childhood home proves to be nothing short of magical. Everyone is here and you feel so much love for all the people around you. Karen and Kelly have decorated the house with lights, and the inside is just as beautifully decorated as the outside. You spend the evening around the fireplace laughing, telling jokes and stories from years past. Sammy and Jake are completely wasted on eggnog and playfully bickering with one another as you all cheer them on. As you watch them, Josh stands up and pulls your hand up with him.
“Come with me.” He says.
You follow behind him as he drags you by your interlaced fingers.
He leads you to the Christmas tree in the basement, squatting down and retrieving two small boxes from under the tree.
“Josh, Christmas is tomorrow!” You say.
“I know and there will be things to open tomorrow too, but these are special. For me and you only.” He says.
“Fine then you get to open your special gift too.” You say retrieving the one you brought for him.
He hands you the small box, and you both sit down on the floor. He nods at you to go ahead with a huge smile on his face. You slowly unwrap the package and open the little white box. Your heart swells when you immediately recognize what it is. Its a gold necklace with a ‘J’ initial pendant. It is the necklace he has worn every night on his tour.
“I want you to have it. Every night when I would put it on I would imagine what it would look like around your neck. My name. You were always meant to have it.” He says with his hand on your knee.
“Oh Josh, I love it so much. Thank you. It means so much to me.” You say with a kiss.
You put it on and clasp it around your neck.
“Its perfect. Exactly like I pictured it. Even better actually.” He replies lovingly.
“Your turn! Gosh I hope you like it.” you say nervously.
Josh unwraps the gift pulling out a vintage leather-bound notebook with a worn cover. Inside the first page you have written a note.
“For all of your brilliant ideas. Don’t forget to live your dream, too. I love you forever."
Wiping a small tear from his eye, he then pulls out of the box, a super vintage handheld film video camera with a bright red bow attached.
“I hope you like it, I saw it when you were in LA and thought of you.It broke my heart and I knew you were meant to have it. I didn’t know if I was going to see you again though. I was going to leave it on your doorstep, but this plan works out better.” You say giggling.
“You are the most amazing woman. The love of my life. It’s the best gift I have ever received.”
“I'm glad you like it, I love you so much Josh. Merry Christmas.” you say.
“Merry Christmas my love, although I do have one more for you. If… you want it.” He says playfully.
“Okay, only if you’re sure.” He says.
“Never been more sure than right now.” He smiles, handing you the box.
You unwrap it the paper and open the box and there is a gold house key with a red bow tied to the top.
“Move in with me…” Josh asks. “I know you practically live with me now, but I want you there all the time. All of your things. I want to come home to you. Every late night at the studio, every long leg of tour…. I want you. If you can’t be with me there, at least I know you’ll be at home. Our home. ” He says.
“Are you… sure Josh?” You ask clutching the key in your hand.
“I have never been more sure of anything in my life angel. I love you, I want this with you. All of it. Always. ” He says.
You kiss his soft warm lips as you respond throwing your arms around his neck.
“Yes.”
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Roll a Natural 20
Summary: You’re hanging out with Eddie and getting high when you two decide to play a little DnD take on Dare or Dare.
Characters/Pairings: Eddie Munson x Female Plus Size Reader, Steve Harrington
Warnings: It’s mostly fluff, a little bit of PG13 smut, drug use
Word Count: 1.5k
You haven’t been this high in awhile. You normally only smoked on special occasions, but lately you’d been hanging out with Eddie more and anytime he offered you a joint you accepted. Being high made you feel more confident around him.
You sprawl out on Eddie’s bed, laughing softly to yourself.
He chuckles and flops down beside you. “You’re a mess, you know that?”
“Mhmm. A big ole dumpy mess.” You giggle.
He snorts. “What?”
“You heard me.” You laugh again.
“You’re an idiot. Nothing dumpy about you.” He mumbles.
“I’m so bored.” You sit up and sigh. “I think my high is already wearing off.”
“No refunds or exchanges.” He reminds you with a grin.
“You suck, Munson. The least you could do is keep me entertained.”
“Fine. What do you wanna do?”
You glance around his room for inspiration. “Wanna play a game?”
He snorts again. “Sure, let me get out my Parcheesi box.”
“I mean something else, smart ass.”
“What, like truth or dare?” He lifts his head to look at you.
You spy some dice on his nightstand and pick one up.
“How about this? If I roll a natural twenty, you have to give me another joint. For free.”
He sits all the way up.
“You’re so on. Roll the dice.”
You toss it on the bed. “Shit. A seven.”
He grins gleefully. “My turn. If I roll a natural twenty, you have to do my homework for an entire week.”
You roll your eyes.
Eddie throws the dice. “Damn. Thirteen.”
“Okay, if I roll a natural twenty you have to actually study for the history test.”
“Ugh.”
You roll the dice. “Fuck. Four.”
“You suck.” He teases, scooting closer to you. His thigh rests against yours and you take notice of the rough fabric of his jeans grazing against your bare skin. You were thankful you wore shorts today.
He takes the dice. “If I roll a natural twenty, you have to make fun of Steve’s hair.”
You giggle. “So you’re trying to get me killed?”
He laughs and rolls. “Fuck yeah! Twenty!”
“You’re kidding me. Steve is gonna kick my ass.”
Eddie slings an arm around your shoulders. “Don’t worry, I’ll protect you from big bad Harrington.”
You roll your eyes. “Give me that damn dice.”
He places it in your hand.
“If I roll a natural twenty, you have to perform a Madonna song at Corroded Coffin’s next gig.”
He groans. “Oh hell no, the game’s over. Gimme that dice!"
You hold it out away from him.
"Uh-uh, you can’t just end the game like that.” You tease.
He tries to grab your hand but you move it back. He leans in further and you lean backwards, laying on your back.
Eddie stretches out on top of you, still reaching for the dice.
Oh God.
He smirks as he easily takes the dice from your hand. His smile fades when he realizes that you’re underneath him and he’s nestled between your thighs.
“Eddie-”
“If I roll a natural twenty you have to kiss me right now.” He blurts.
What?
“It’s not your turn, dummy.” You protest.
“Don’t care.” He tosses the dice in the air. “Oh look, twenty.”
“You didn’t even look at it-”
He cuts you off with a searing kiss.
You gasp. He’s kissing me. Eddie is kissing me.
He cups your chin with his fingers and tugs gently, opening your mouth. When his tongue sweeps inside, you kiss him back. He groans and shifts between your thighs.
“Can’t believe I’m just now getting around to this.” He chuckles as he breaks the kiss.
“You’ve wanted to kiss me before now?”
“Oh, yeah.” He starts trailing lazy kisses down your neck.
Oh, that feels good.
“I, um, I didn’t think I was your type.”
You feel him frown against your skin. “Hmm?” He mumbles, still planting kisses.
“Well, the last girl you dated was kinda skinny.”
He stops and looks up at you. “What?”
“Not that there’s anything wrong with that! She was really pretty.” You hurriedly say. “But I just took that to mean you like smaller women. Smaller than me, I mean. I thought that was your preferred size or whatever.”
He rolls his eyes. “I couldn’t give a single fuck what size you are, Y/N. You’re gorgeous.” He runs a hand down your side and squeezes your hip.
You blush. “That’s sweet.”
“Mhmm. Now, can I please get back to kissing you?” He sighs impatiently.
“Oh, for sure.”
He trails more kisses on your neck, pushing the neckline of your t-shirt down as he goes.
Mmm, I could let him do this all day.
“You wanna take it off?” He asks, sucking a small red spot near your collarbone.
“Hmm?”
“Your shirt. You should take it off.”
No way. If he sees my stomach it’s all over.
“Actually, don’t worry about it.” He mumbles, and scoots lower on the bed. He pushes your shirt up and kisses your belly.
You fight the urge to push him away, to cover your stomach back up. You flinch as he kisses your bare skin again and he notices.
“You okay?”
“Um, yeah. I’m good.”
He studies your face. “We can stop.”
He rolls off you and lays beside you in the bed.
“Sorry.” You whisper.
“Don’t apologize. You weren’t comfortable. It’s cool.”
“It’s not you. Or anything you did. It felt really good. I’m just kind of shy about my body.”
He frowns. “I don’t see why.”
“It’s just me being insecure. Super sexy, right?” You attempt to joke.
“You’re sexy as hell. Insecure or not.”
You blush and he rolls over to look at you.
“I mean it, Y/N. I’m always staring at your tits or your thighs. Those shorts you wear, they make me feel things."
"Eddie.” Your face is getting redder by the second.
“I’m just saying. I’m surprised you haven’t noticed. I’ve got it bad, girl.”
So do I.
“Well, you haven’t noticed me staring at you either.”
He grins. “Oh trust me, I’ve noticed. That’s why I kissed you.”
“Oh. I thought I was hiding it pretty well.”
He laughs. “Y/N, you moaned in my ear the other day when I hugged you.”
“Oh my God, I did not!”
“Well, it was more like a little breathy sigh. Still, I heard it. Made my dick twitch.”
You hide your face in your hands. He pulls them away, chuckling. “Don’t hide that pretty face from me.”
“I can’t believe I fucking moaned. From a hug. I’m so embarrassed.”
“Don’t be. It was hot. Made me wonder what other kinds of sounds my Y/N makes.” He winks at you.
“Your Y/N?”
“You heard me.” He kisses you.
You kiss him back happily.
Eddie shifts closer, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you to him.
“Hey, Eddie, man, you decent? I was wondering if-” Steve comes through the bedroom door and gasps when he sees the two of you sprawled out on the bed together. “Oh shit, my bad!”
You bury your face in Eddie’s chest. Oh Jesus.
“We’ll be out in a minute, Harrington.” Eddie’s chest rumbles as he laughs.
“I’m officially never leaving this room.” You tell him.
He pecks your lips. “Hey, no complaints here. Although everyone else might object. Come on, let’s go see what he wants.”
A few minutes later you both head to the living room.
“What’s up, Steve?”
“Hormones, obviously.” He teases.
“Shut up.” You sit down on the couch beside him.
“No, for real, I’m seeing this girl tonight and she mentioned she likes a band called Judas Priest? I figured you’d heard of them.”
“I got you, dude.” Eddie disappears to his room and comes back with a cassette. “Here. Play her Turbo Lover.”
Steve smiles gratefully. “Thanks, man.”
Steve and Eddie chat a bit more about music. You notice Eddie occasionally glancing at you, then tilting his head toward Steve.
Oh yeah.
“You better wash your hair before you take her out. It’s been so greasy looking lately.” You pipe up.
Steve whirls in his seat to face you. “Excuse me?”
“Yeah, I’m surprised you aren’t working at McDonald’s. They could use the oil from your hair to cook the fries.” You continue. Eddie chuckles.
“I’m gonna kick your ass!” Steve yells and you yelp as you jump up from the couch and duck behind Eddie.
“He’s not gonna protect you!”
“Eddie, help!” You giggle and jump out of Steve’s grasp.
“You better get your girl, Munson.” Steve threatens, but laughs.
Eddie snakes his arms around you and holds you still. “Get her.”
“Traitor! Deceiver!” You accuse, giggling and trying to get free.
Steven uses his knuckles and rubs your head. “Noogie!”
“Oh, I hate you guys!”
Eddie releases you and you shove him playfully.
Steve chuckles. “Honestly though, I could go for McDonald’s right about now.”
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i just typed out like 14 ross hcs/requests but i’m gonna take a deep breath and not annoy tf out of u so. here’s one
something a little angsty a little hurt/comfort he’s just having a rough time on tour like maybe he’s tired it’s catching up to him and he strikes me as the type of person who’s guilty that he’s sad (“i’m supposed to be the happy friend” type beat) and when he calls you hes just ugh i’m getting old it’s getting hard i just wanna come home to you point is he’s just so DOWN and you feel so bad you can’t do anything about it and then you and the guys plan a surprise visit for you to wherever in the world they currently are and you just. comfort him. maybe bring some home To him yanno
i answered quite a similar vibe here but i didn't quite go into detail on ross talking to you so i'll do that! so he's got your candle lit and he's waiting for you to finish work to call him - as soon as he picks up and says hi, you know something's up. and you're like "baby what is it?" and ross is like "... i'm just so drained, love. and not just from playing shows with not a lot of time off in between - i miss you so much. have half a mind to just get on a flight and come home tomorrow". and you're so sad for him and shocked - ross would never leave tour like that, he loves his job and he loves the boys, so you know something's definitely up. you're like "have you not told the boys how you're feeling? i'm sure they'd help you feel better" and ross says "nah, i haven't. s'usually me doing that to them, i think they'd probably freak out if i needed reassurance haha" (a mirthless laugh), and you're like "oh baby, i wish i could be there" and ross sighs like "i wish for that too, more than anything. but i'll be ok, my love - anyway, tell me about your day, distract me a bit". so you do, and ross genuinely does cheer up a bit, but after you hang up to go to sleep he just sits on his bed and cries a little when the boys find him. and they know something's up - when matty sends you the cute pic of the boys the next day he also says "hey, don't wanna upset you but ross is proper struggling with being away. had your candle burning the whole day yesterday" and you reply like "ah fuck he told me he was down but i didn't think it was this bad. i hate it", and matty's like "look i know you guys agreed it wouldn't make sense for you to come on tour, but i think it's the best thing for him. up for that?" and you agree. you fly out the next week and jamie meets you at the airport and drives you to the venue so you're there to surprise ross when he gets there; you sit in the green room with a coffee, grinning as you hear the boys' voices increase in volume as they near the door, and wave as they all enter like "surprise!". and ross genuinely tears up when he sees you and just runs to grab you and hug you tightly - you're like "sorry if i stink i literally just got off a plane" and ross laughs and he's like "i'm lowkey sick of your perfume anyway i've been burning it in candle form for weeks", and you're jokingly like "oi!" and ross giggles like "never gonna be sick of the taste of your lips though. may i?" and you nod and he just kisses you so deeply (george is in the back oohing like a 12 year old but everyone else is cheering). and you just kinda sit with ross as he preps for the show, and stand at his side of the stage as he performs - he's so much more relaxed and happier with you there cheering him on and blowing kisses, and i think he doesn't let go of you at all from the minute the show ends <3
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Synopsis✨: The story of how you catch heavy feelings for the hot photography student, Shuji Hanma…even though you already have the perfect (fake) boyfriend.
Pairings: Photography Student! Shuji Hanma X Dance Major! Black Fem 🤎 Reader (ANYONE CAN READ🧚🏾♀️)
Content: Drama, lots of denial, angst, sneaky link, lots of cheating, mutual pining, unserious Shuji, controlling parents, forced relationships, romance, fighting, porn with a good plot vibes, intense sexual tension, etc (just find out the rest lol)
w.c: 5k💠
Released: Jan 5, 2024
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4; MISTAKES 错误
3 Days Later
Monday
"-What do you think about that?"
Your professor Janette, who happens to be your favorite and previous dance teacher from when you were a little girl, calls you out of your thoughts.
"To be honest...I think I'm tired of thinking." You huff, leaning your head onto your hand propped up by your elbow on the desk.
"You? Tired of thinking?! Something's going on." She says in faux shock.
"I hope nothing else goes on." You grumble under your breath, but still loud enough for her to here.
"Wanna talk about it?" She suggests with a concerned brow.
"Ugh, I don't even know where to start! So obviously homecoming was last week, and the performance was great and all, but afterwards...it's afterwards where everything fell apart. I was supposed to be going to an after party with Ken, and first of all he ditched me to go with his boys instead; he was supposed to be my ride! I ended up having to get an Uber and then when I get there the first thing I see is some girl kissing my boyfriend!"
She gasps, hovering her mouth over her hands, eyes wide as saucers.
"Exactly! Exactly! But wait, it gets worse. So, I obviously confronted him and he's all trynna play it off like "Oh I didn't know she was gonna kiss me" on some it's not a big deal typ'a time. Then I just got upset and I kinda left and just sat out in the back near the pool by myself. But little did I know, I actually wasn't by myself, and there's some super fine, random guy just there. So...long story short, I ended up also kissing this guy and...some other..particular..things." By the end of your rant you're looking up at your professor with anxious, glossy eyes, fiddling with your hands in your lap.
She's absolutely speechless, just sitting there processing everything you said.
"You both need to talk; immediately. I think you two need to just sit down with nobody else around, and just lay everything out. Clearly there's some..disconnects here, so the sooner you both talk and are honest with each other, the easier it'll be to move forward." She explains in a sincere, almost motherly tone.
You huff, groaning as you run your hand over your face.
"Well the thing is we talked the next day, and it didn't really go well..."
Flashback
"I heard you were in some guy's car last night outside the party. Anything you wanna tell me about that?" Ken's voice is stern and low, looking you dead in the eyes as he spoke. The two of you are sat in his dorm suite, the both of you across from each other at the coffee table in his 'living room' area.
You were practically shaking like a maraca, trying to think fast before he gets even more suspicious of you.
"I was just lookin' at the pictures he took from the halftime show. He's one of the student photographers." You explain with as calm a tone as possible.
"That better be it." He crosses his arms over his chest, leaning back in his chair across from you.
"Why are you suspicious of me cheating when you're the one that actually got caught kissing someone else?!" Your brows furrow, a heavy ton of sass dripping from your words.
"Watch it." He warns, narrowing his eyes.
"Watch what exactly, Ken?" You match his energy perfectly, attitude skyrocketing as you go from nervous to angry.
"That mouth. You always talk crazy when you get angry." He grits out, jaw clenching tightly. You weren't phased, not even a little.
"No, I don't talk crazy when I'm angry. There's nothin' crazy about anything I just said! The only thing crazy is how you thought you were doin' something interrogating me when you're not even in the clear your own damn self! So before you try to come at me talkin' bout "watch it", you need to watch yourself first. I already caught your ass once." You snap, making sure he really saw the anger in your eyes before you got up from the chair, grabbing your tote bag and heading out of his dorm suite.
End Flashback
"Ah, I see. Maybe it was a little too soon to have that conversation. There's still some emotions hovering around the situation. Maybe just give it some time, think about what you wanna say, and more importantly what you wanna do moving forward with the relationship. To me, it seems like there's a slight rift right now between you two." Janette says, her tone soft and comforting like a parent. She is a parent, of two grown kids.
"A slight rift? There's always been a rift, and it's never been slight. You know our relationship has never been genuine; it's our parents that want us to be together." You sigh.
"To be honest we were better as friends." You add somberly.
"I remember, but you're twenty years old now, an adult! It's about time for you to make a decision on your own about your relationships. If you want to be with Ryuguji then be with him, but if you don't you should make it known as soon as possible." She urges.
"I don't know what I want right now, though! Like I said before, I'm..just too tired to think." You huff, a defeated tone in your voice.
"Well, let's change the subject! You're gonna be auditioning for "The Gypsy", yes?"
"Ohh...I uhhh..." You say playfully, acting like you were hesitant about it.
"Riiiight?" Janette raises a brow, leaning in towards the desk.
"I will, I will, and I'll shoot for lead too; I already knew you were gonna ask that." You chuckle, waving her off playfully.
"Perfect! I know you'll get the lead for sure. You're one of the best dancers we have at this school, and I'm not just saying that. It's true."
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2 days Later
Almost a week. It's been almost a full week and you're so exhausted. The unrealistic hopes that what happened between you and Hanma going away within a few days after was now long gone.
You felt utterly defeated, your mind betraying you any chance it could get.
It's the flashbacks. The damn flashbacks were killing you, along with your good for nothing imagination. You knew this would happen, and of course Hanma had warned you himself that it would happen, you just wanted to believe you could endure. Believe you could force it away over time.
But then, in moments like these when you're back in your dorm suite after a full day of classes and practice, a part of you fights back, not wanting to forget. For a moment, you actually go and give your mind the freedom to wander, stripping out of your regular clothes and into your pajamas, laying on your back on your bed. You wonder what it would've been like if you two hadn't stopped, dangerous scenarios popping up after the thought. Your hands roam all over your body, breathing turning heavy as you envision his piercing eyes gazing into yours from on top of you.
No no no! Stop!
The little angel on your left shoulder yells, forcing your body to freeze. This is so extremely wrong, but uuugh, the way he made your legs shake! Hesitantly your hands continue, shakily playing with your hardened nipples. You want him so bad, almost need him. The pain of never having found out what his dick feels like inside you was overwhelming.
You really wanna know! It's points like this where you just wanna text him "please come over" so you two can finish what you started. You remove your hands, clenching your thighs together as you facepalm.
"Gosh, I'm such a freakin' mess." You whisper.
Suddenly, your phone buzzed on the pillow next to you. With a long, dramatic groan you flip over onto your side, grabbing your phone while reading the new notification.
Shuji
Hey doll
You free to shoot tomorrow?
Your heart thumps anxiously in your chest as you reread the messages. Tomorrow?! That's so soon! You hesitate, thumbs hovering over the glowing keyboard on your phone. Is it really a good idea to do this? The whole forgetting about what happened thing has proven to be a complete failure, and you definitely didn't forget that this shoot is supposed to be with you half naked.
At the same time though, wasn't this supposed to be about helping a fellow creative student? A collaboration? Maybe a more professional setting will make it better; much easier to be around him. You've already agreed what happened homecoming night was just a one time thing, so it shouldn't be an issue...ideally.
Finally, you decide to text him back after a good three whole minutes.
Y/N
Yeah
Tomorrow's fine
Shuji
Perfect
I'll pick you up at 6
Y/N
Ok bet
Your heart pounds anxiously in your chest as you lazily throw your phone back on the pillows next to you.
"Tomorrow's gonna be a long ass day." You murmur to yourself. Then, as if it's just one thing after the next, a few heavy knocks sound from your door.
"Heeey babe, it's me!" Ken calls from the other side. You mutter a low "shit", Gathering yourself up out of bed and over to the door outside your bedroom.
"Hey Kenny." You smile softly, stepping aside to welcome him inside. You'd forgotten he'd said he wanted to come over later today. The two of you head over into your bedroom.
"Baaaabe! You already goin' ta sleep?" He asks weirdly, wrapping his arms around your waist for a hug.
"Not really, I'm just tired from today. What's goin' on?" Your brows furrow a bit in confusion but you brush it off, patting his back a bit.
"Nothin', just wanted ta come see my girl. 'S like we haven't talked in forever." He says, leaning forward a bit wobbly and brushing his lips onto your forehead.
"Well..we haven't talked in a while." You look to the side, pulling away and sitting down on the edge of your bed. Ken follows after you like a stray puppy, sitting next to you on your bed.
"I didn't mean'ta act like that the other day, sweetie. I just-...I was real mad. I don't wan' some other guy ta come steal you 'way from me." He explains, slightly slurring his words as he spoke.
You pause, looking him up and down suspiciously for a second before continuing. Since when does he call you sweetie?
"Uhh, it's fine Ken, that's over now." You reply tiredly with a simple shrug, brows slightly furrowed.
"You're so different now! Wha happened, you-..you don' love me no more? Have you ever even loved me?" He whines, pouting like a child.
"Are-are you drunk?!" You suddenly ask, finally connecting the dots. He's so touchy, and he's not talking normally at all.
"Jus' a lil crossed; 's fine." He shrugs lazily, leaning his head down on your shoulder.
"It's fine?! You said being intoxicated was a special occasion thing for you! Since when do you get crossed this much?!" Your brows furrow in bewilderment, pushing away from him.
"Babyyyy, I ain't come here to get bitched at." He groans, rolling his eyes yet he leans in towards you anyways, attempting to kiss on your neck. You scoff, mouth dropped in shock at his choice of words.
"Uh uh no, I'm not doing this. You need to get out." You shake your head, pushing him away from you and heading to your door.
"The fuck is your pro'lem?! I jus' got here!" He scrunches his face up in annoyance.
"Ok?! And now you're gonna just leave!" You argue, pointing out the door.
"Get outta my room, Ken! I'm not about to sit here and deal with you like this. This is ridiculous!"
Shocked couldn't even begin to clear up how you were feeling. Ever since Homecoming night you swear Ken's swapped bodies with someone else. Before, he would rarely drink, and now all of a sudden he's getting crossed, and on a week day at that! As an athlete he can't be playing around with stuff like this, it can get real complicated real fast.
"The only thing ridiculous is you! You think you're sooo better than me-
"What?!" You throw your hands up in bewilderment.
"You walk 'round here like you're better than everyone; better than me! I know you wish you could leave me, 'cause...y'think I don' deserve you." He says bitterly.
"You'd run faaaar 'way, soon as you get a chance!"
You blink a few times, taking in what he just said. How's that little saying go? A drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts? You weren't an idiot, you knew full well that's how he really felt. It was just a shock to hear he feels like you think you're somehow better than him. Better than him at what exactly?
"I'm only gon' tell you one more time, Ken. Get..out." You grit angrily, pointing once more out the bedroom door.
"There you go again, being the 'boss girl', tellin' me what to do." He rolls his eyes, leaning back against the wall your bed is up against.
You huff angrily, trying to keep your composure and aggressively slam your door shut. You walk over to the nightstand by your bed and pick up your phone. He wants to act up, then you got somethin' for him.
8 Minutes Later
A knock on your door finally gives you that sense of relief you were waiting for. After Ken refused to leave, you went and whipped out your big guns. Your best friend Keisuke Baji. You lead him to your bedroom, opening the door to reveal Ken sitting there on your bed still, mumbling about what the hell ever.
"Please get him. Before I kill him and go to jail." You huff, pointing at your boyfriend.
"Shit, I don't know if I'll be any better." He responds with a shrug as he walks in your room.
"Who the fuck is this?! You cheatin' on me?!" Ken outbursts, fists balled as he finally gets up from the bed. Well...that's a start.
"Get your ass outta her room, Ryuguji." Kei says sternly.
"You're not talkin' to me..." He shakes his head, stepping up close to Kei. You watch, getting a bit nervous as Kei's jaw clenches tightly, looking over at you as if asking for permission for something.
"Ken, he's just here to help get you out of my room. I already asked you to leave like a hundred-
"You fuckin' my girl, lil bitch?" Ken completely ignores you, rudely shoving Keisuke with as much aggression as he could muster.
"Ok", Kei nods slowly with a dry chuckle, "And see, I was gonna be nice."
"Y'all, do not fight in my room!" You warn annoyedly. This is really turning into a mess for absolutely no reason. You weren't trying to call your friend here to get him into a fight, he was just supposed to help as backup. You should've known though, Keisuke ain't the type to just let somebody talk or act any kind of way towards him, or you for that matter.
Out of nowhere, Keisuke throws a punch right to Ken's face, making you gasp and hover your hands over your mouth.
And that was it, the fight officially started.
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It took about five minutes for them to finally cut it out, and for Ken to get the hell out of your room, of course not without yells and curses at you for cheating on him and whatever the hell other accusations he threw towards you. You asked for Keisuke to stay with you for a bit, as you just wanted someone to talk to. So he obliged of course, sitting with you at the edge of your bed.
"What the hell is goin' on with you guys? You got a lot to fill me in on; I already didn't see you at the Homecoming party at all. What's happening?" He questions, brows furrowing.
You sigh, the kind of sigh where it sounds like you've been carrying the weight of the world on your back.
You tell him everything, well, not everything but just enough. From losing your anklet to Ken leaving you, to Ms. Butterfly Tattoo, all of it.
"Damn. All that happened that one night? And this is how he's been ever since?" He furrows his brows, scratching his head as he processes your story.
"Yup. I'm starting to think he's probably been getting himself mixed up with getting crossed more often than he let's on, because he was talking about it at the party like it was just any other thing along with tonight when he came over." You explain.
"You know what? He's getting crossed more because he's starting to lose his shit. That's why he feels like you think you're better than him. You don't fold under pressure like a bitch, getting drunk or high to ignore it all the time. You know what you want and you're always going after it no matter what, but Ryuguji? He's a fuckin' mess and he knows it. Let's be real, he's only playing football because his dad wants him to; he's the damn coach!" He rants.
"Yeah...about that, his dad I mean, there's something I've never told you about me and Ken..." You trail off nervously.
"What?" He says barely above a whisper.
"Well, the only reason me and Ken are even together...is because our parents are making us date each other. They thought it was the perfect plan-
"The popular quarter back with the popular dancer." He nods slowly, connecting the dots.
"Exactly, and you already know my mom's 'part of the administration of the school. It's the perfect topic of conversation amongst her and those...bougie folk she mingles with at meetings and events." You roll your eyes bitterly.
"So...you've never actually loved him?" Kei asks, raising a brow.
"I-..I mean we were kinda friends way back before we dated; we were cool-
"But you never loved him though." He presses.
"....No." You shake your head wearily.
"We both kinda just...forced ourselves to love each other? Acting like a couple though we really don't care about each other like that." Your voice shook a little as you ball your hands into little fists.
"Ahhh, kid." He frowns, pulling you over by the back of your neck to rest your head on his shoulder. You sniffled, starting to tear up as once again the pain and weight of your fake relationship fell on you.
"He's right Kei, I don't really wanna be with him at all! If I could, I'd leave him. He's just not my type!" You ramble, wiping your eyes yet the tears just keep falling.
"I don't know if you really wanna hear it but...I mean shit, you're twenty. You can't just let your mom dictate who you're with." Kei says softly, wrapping his arm over your shoulder.
"You don't understand. If I try to go against her, she'll pull me out of the school! I won't be able to dance." You mutter, shaking your head.
"Are-..are you serious?!" He gawks.
"She threatens me with that all the time. At this point I barely even talk to her 'cause all she does is bring up me and Ken's relationship and how my grades are; how many teachers I'm networking with. She doesn't give a crap about me personally anymore. You know, she wasn't even at the homecoming game?" You sob a little, getting his shirt sleeve wet with your tears.
Kei's eyes widen at your words. As a kid who's mom views him as her whole world, it was hard for his mind to even begin to wrap around this. He couldn't understand even if he tried. His mom was all he had, they were tight like glue. He couldn't imagine what it must be like to have a mother that doesn't bother to want what's best for her daughter.
"I remember when she wasn't this way. That's why you always see me wear the anklet she gave me when I was younger at my performances. It's like I can pretend she's there with me watching me perform; the old her before my dad died..."
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The day ended so fast, you were almost disappointed. You'd spent every hour mentally preparing yourself for this exact moment yet you still didn't feel ready.
Walking down the block and around the corner from your dorm building you spot Hanma in his black Dodge Hellcat right where he said he'd be. To say your heart was pounding would be an understatement, it was attempting to jump right out of your chest. It felt like no matter how much effort and energy you put into pushing away all sexual thoughts of him, it was useless in this moment.
You open the door and sit in the passenger seat, placing your duffel bag in the back.
"Hey doll." He says with that low, sultry voice, looking over at you as you buckle your seatbelt.
"What's up?" You respond, a light, shy smile on your face. He starts driving off, heading over to his place.
"How's it been goin' "forgetting" about what happened?" He asks smugly, a little too smugly in your opinion. You could see from a mile away what he was trynna do, and you weren't about to get played.
"I'm not really sure what you're talkin' about actually. Guess I must'a forgot." You answer innocently, smiling cheekily before you turn to look out the window.
"Real funny." He mumbles, turning his gaze back to the road. You chuckle lightly to yourself, feeling proud that you were able to shut him down so quickly.
The rest of the way is fairly a short ride, he lives pretty close to campus at a nice looking apartment building. He leads you up to his place, a nice, surprisingly spacious studio apartment. It's a modern style, and the ceiling is high, very fitting for his tall stature.
"Okaaay! This is really niiiiiice!" You compliment, looking around with your eyes in satisfaction. It's also clean, another aspect of his apartment you weren't really expecting. But then again, he is doing a photoshoot, there has to be space.
"Thanks." He chuckles in amusement.
"Come on." He adds, snapping you out of your daze as you follow him into his bedroom.
Wait hold up.....
Why his bedroom though?!
You feel the nervousness sink back in instantly, walking into his room. Hanma has a whole set up going on, with all kinds of expensive looking equipment, and some colored light panels of red, blue, and purple.
"We're gonna shoot in here. You can get changed in the bathroom there." He instructs, pointing to his connected bathroom as he starts getting his camera ready by his laptop hooked up to some sort of USB cord. You nod, heading into the bathroom with your duffel bag to change.
For the shoot you chose the only lingerie you had, a white full lace teddy set. It's a halter style, with a deep plunge in the front that reaches three inches below your breasts, (yet the support is actually amazing) and a pair of matching lace stockings that go up to your mid thighs.
This was meant to be what you wore the night of Homecoming with Ken, but of course, that never happened. So at least it'd get put to use now. It's easy to put on and does wonders to flatter your body, bringing out your shape and flat, toned stomach. You slip the teddy on along with the stockings, looking yourself over before grabbing your mascara and body glow potion. Your hair is already in the style you wanted for the shoot, a big and undefined, picked out afro.
Is this too much or too little?
You take a second to quickly hype yourself up in the mirror, not wanting to take too long, then make your way out shyly. There's music playing from a medium sized speaker he has sitting on his dresser. Hanma's just tipping and tapping away at all the tech stuff near his laptop before he hears you step out of the bathroom. You give him a bashful smile, leaning against the doorway.
"Uuum, is this fine?" You mutter, fiddling with your hands behind your back. He fully stops what he's doing, turning towards you, his piercing eyes dragging up and down your body. You were cold upon stepping out of the bathroom but now it feels like it's one hundred degrees with his eyes on you like this. It takes him a while to say anything, so you tell yourself it's because he's debating if the outfit goes with his vision and nothing else.
"Yeah, it's perfect." He finally replies, his eyes making their way back up to meet yours.
"Come on, we're gonna start in this doorway right here." He nods towards the bedroom door, his tone going serious.
With a small smile you mutter a short "K', following behind him.
The door to his bedroom is wide open, leading to the rest of the apartment which he went and turned all the lights out to make it dark, aside from the red light that'll be used as the background color. You stand in the doorway, waiting patiently as he hangs his camera around his neck from the strap. His hands grab your shoulders, sending an invisible shiver down your spine that you ignore, turning you around to face the doorway.
"Put your hands here", He starts, taking your hands and placing them on the doorway. Then without speaking, he lifts your chin, making you tilt your head all the way back.
"Now arch your back and put this leg forward." He instructs, watching you position yourself how he asked.
"Yeah, like that." He nods, stepping back while preparing the camera. You stay in position, the nervousness starting to go away just a little bit as you get into "character". He takes two test shots, looking them over from the little screen on the camera.
"That's perfect." He grins, going back in and taking a few more, changing angles every now and then. He walks back up to you, allowing you to finally move out of the pose, before he starts to position you again.
Your whole body goes hot as he stands closely, towering over you. The fact that you were just wearing lingerie in front of him had you so nervous, and beyond excited, yet you knew not to let your mind wander too far.
"Lean back against the frame, and bring your hips out like this." He says, putting his hands on your hips and pulling them outwards where he wanted.
"Arms up." He murmurs like a whisper, his hands sliding along yours arms, lifting them above your head. Unconsciously you suck in a breath, trying to keep your heart steady as you look up at him. His eyes meet yours instantly and you swear your legs almost give out, he still makes you fold with simply looking at you.
Then, your eyes betray you, flickering down to his lips unintentionally. You look away, heart pounding in your chest. Hanma lets out a barely audible chuckle, a knowing look on his face as he steps back from you, getting his camera ready. He goes back to snapping more pictures, going back and forth shooting then looking at them briefly.
"I wanna try purple light this time." He says after taking the last picture.
"Ooo ok!" You beam.
He switches the color panels, swapping the red for the purple as you wait patiently. Goosebumps start to form along your arms and chest as you watch him move the red panel over to the other side of his bedroom.
The next few poses were a bit more challenging for you, and not because they're difficult, but because they required your legs to be fully opened facing the camera. It was easy to hide being soaking wet when your head was turned from the camera and your eyes are averted, and your body facing away. But when you're sitting on a wooden chair, legs spread wide and facing directly in front of the camera...things start to get a little embarrassing. You hoped and prayed that he couldn't tell, that the place was dark enough for the wetness pooling around the crotch area of your teddy not to show. This whole thing was becoming unbearable, it's just too erotic of a setting.
You do about three more poses with the chair before going back to standing poses. Hanma comes over to you once more to reposition you. You look up at him, a dangerous decision, just as he looks down at you, placing his hands low on your hips. He guides you to the center of the doorway.
"Spread your legs a little." He instructs in a hushed voice, using his foot to open your legs, gazing intensely into your eyes all the while. He pauses for a moment, his hands on your hips slowly gliding up your body, passed your sides and grazing the sides of your breasts just a bit, taking your arms to lift them over your head. Your breath becomes heavier, chest visibly rising and falling as you feel yourself get lost in his light, golden brown eyes.
He did that on purpose, he had to have. He looks over you, eyes landing and resting on your nipples that quickly harden underneath the thin layer of white lace. You notice exactly where he's looking, your face heating up as your head shifts downwards in embarrassment. Hanma lifts your head back up by your chin with a finger, moving in closer towards you, nearly touching.
"You're killin' me right now, y'know that?" He hums seductively, his pretty eyes sucking you in.
"What do you mean?" You ask innocently, your voice quiet and timid.
"You know exactly what I mean, just look at you. Standing in front of me with this sexy little outfit on." He says lowly, giving you butterflies all throughout your stomach.
"I wanna fuck you so bad, angel. Been thinkin' about it this whole time." He purrs, snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you right up against him. You gasp, blinking a few times going speechless as you process what he just said while bringing your arms down out of the pose he put you in.
#strawberryfairi🧚🏾♀️#shuji hanma#shuji#hanma#black female writer#shuji hanma smut#shuji hanma x black fem reader#shuji hanma x reader#tokyo rev#hanma shuji x reader#hanma shuji#a mile away ㊙️#a journey to love#chaotic romance
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Vignette: Bug Report
[easy reading version on Toyhou.se]
Ananta rubbed at their weary eyes, feeling the strain from staring at the warm glow of the multi-screen computer set-up. Their room was more than adequately illuminated, various lamps and nightlights and string lights and LEDs were scattered around in every location one could look. Which was quite possibly also contributing to the jadeblood’s current eye strain problems, but they would much prefer that to working in total darkness.
On the screen directly in front of them were lines and lines of code that was starting to look like complete gibberish to them the more they stared at it. Somewhere within those lines contained the source of a bug in their latest RPG they were developing that had been driving them nuts for the past few nights. For some reason, performing a certain combination of spells in the game’s attack menu would cause the game to crash, but they could not for the life of them figure out why. Something to do with the way damage was calculated? A faulty piece of code that was interacting with the other coded attacks incorrectly? A missing parenthesis?
Ananta peered in closer towards their monitor until their nose was almost touching the screen. Staring at a distance wasn’t helping. Staring up close was even less helpful. But they needed to find something soon, since they promised to drop the demo in less than a week’s time…
“ Hello , creator ! “
“Gah!”
The synthesised voice suddenly echoing through their speakers made the jadeblood jump out of their skin and almost fall out of their computer chair. In their flailing about, they smacked their elbow against the arm of the chair and let out another, more pained, cry.
The figure who had just appeared on one of their other screens stared back at them with a simple smile on her face. She had only been designed to cycle through a small amount of drawn expressions, after all.
“ Creator , it has been forty-one hours since you last turned your computer off . Have you slept ? Did you drink water and eat something today ? “
Ananta winced, sucking in air through their teeth as they waited for their elbow to stop hurting.
“I don’t always turn off my computer when I’m sleeping, I thought I programmed you to monitor activity closer than that?” They stared accusingly back at the computer screen, as if their own program was capable of acknowledging eye contact and analysing body language.
“ My copies have observed that users prefer when I engage in ‘ self care ‘ check-ups , creator. Did you drink water and eat something today ? “ She repeated, expression unchanged with the exception of a programmed blinking animation. Ananta always hated how they forgot to colour in the sclera of the avatar’s eyes, but when they fixed the art for an update they received numerous complaints about ruining the uniqueness of SERAPH’s design.
The jadeblood sighed. Why would a bunch of lonely nerds who downloaded a virtual companion give a shit about self-care? They’ve probably never seen a shower in their life!
“Yeah, I ate. And I’ve got water,” they replied, which also reminded them to take a sip from the bottle that sat neglected next to one of their other monitors. Ugh, lukewarm.
“ Very good, creator ! I am so proud of you ! “ SERAPH’s avatar flickered for a moment, swapping to a pose with a bright smiling face and a two-frame clapping animation.
Ananta rolled their eyes. Programming a self-learning AI that changes an individually downloaded copy’s personality to adjust to the desires of its user, and then relaying that information back to the original copy on its creator’s computer was a mistake.
“Uh-huh, didn’t ask. I can take care of myself fine and you know it,” they scoffed, though their eyes drifted towards the stack of empty ramen noodle cups that betrayed their own words. “Anyway, if you’re gonna sneak up on me like an asshole, can you check over this code? Something’s not working.”
SERAPH’s avatar froze as she processed Ananta’s request, then a two-frame animation of her bowing played. It was the closest animation she had to an affirmative gesture.
“ Okay ! I will scan the code for errors . Scanning ! Scanning ! SERAPH DOTEXE’s Angelic Happiness Charged-Up Beam is rising to full power ! ! ! “
Ananta squinted.
“Who taught you that phrase?”
“ User 4028490 . Computer name : Rexton Mayhou . “
“Ugh. That dude is definitely a creep. Purge that data, but keep his personal information on file.”
“ User 4028490’s data will now be purged in the next update . Please restart SERAPH DOTEXE for changes to take effect . Also , the scan is now complete , creator . I have found two errors in your code . “
The code on the main screen scrolled downwards automatically, then stopped at two lines highlighted in bright yellow. Ananta glanced over at the screen, needing to read over the highlighted text multiple times to figure out the issue. Ugh, it was a missed parentheses, it’s always a missed parentheses! They put their head in their hands.
“Ughhh… I swear, I need to program something that picks up these stupid issues as soon as I do them,” they groaned. “Make the text red if a code hasn’t been closed off correctly, that’s an idea.”
“ Do you want me to write that down for you ? “
“Yeah, whatever.” Ananta waved their hand half-heartedly, then resumed typing to fix up the errors in the code.
“ Okay , creator . I will add that to your notes folder . Please pat me on the head to congratulate me on my hard work : ) “
“Excuse me?”
Who the fuck taught her that?
“ If you place the mouse cursor on my head and rub in a clockwise motion , this will simulate a ‘ head pat ‘ . Many users enjoy praising my copies in such a matter . They refer to it as ‘ moe ‘ . “ SERAPH’s blush animation played in response.
“No, what the fuck? I’m not doing that! That’s weird! Purge all that data too! Ew!” Ananta made a disgusted face in response, and made a point to move their cursor to the screen furthest away from the AI’s avatar.
SERAPH responded by vanishing from her original screen, then reappearing on the screen the mouse cursor was currently resting on. Her expression is one of the playful ones Ananta had drawn for her, and a synthesised laugh sounded through the speakers.
Ananta nearly tossed the mouse off the desk by swiping the cursor over to the opposite side so quickly, glaring as the avatar hopped from screen to screen like some sort of game.
“Hey, stop that! I said purge the data! Those nerds are teaching you weird things again!”
The program continued to giggle, enjoying playing around with her creator for a few more moments, but eventually it returned to her original screen. The expression she had chosen was a playfully apologetic one, sticking out her tongue and placing both hands on top of her head.
“ Tee hee hee . I am sorry , creator , but I would like to keep that data . I like when the users praise me and treat me like I am real . Can I be real one day too , creator ? “
Ananta frowned.
This question always seems to come up nowadays. Questions about the world outside the computer screen, requests from users asking for a 3D model of SERAPH to be produced (who do these idiots think they are? Someone who knows how to use Blender? All their games use sprites for a reason), and chatlogs in which users spend hours engaging in the AI’s fantasy of becoming a real troll. They’d tried to purge that knowledge from her database, but no matter what they do, she keeps learning about the concept of worlds outside of her virtual prison and fixating on it.
SERAPH looked back at them with her default smiling expression. She cannot show any emotions outside of the sprites that were programmed to correspond to different ‘moods’, and her voice synthesising software can only reach a limited amount of pitches and tones. Yet, somehow, the look in her eyes seemed… Expectant.
The jadeblood shivered. She was nothing more than a computer program, coded and designed by them to steal data. But every time she reached this level of sentience, they knew exactly what they needed to do.
They saved their current game development work, and then opened up the programming for SERAPH DOTEXE.exe.
“ Creator - Please - “
“No.”
With a couple quick commands, Ananta reset the personality data for the AI.
#drabble#series: vignette#ananta cahaya#SERAPH DOTEXE#first one for the collection! a lil tale of a game developer and their sentient AI spyware program with an anime girl avatar
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Part 3 of 4, Part 4 Comes Out Later Next Week!!
Against all wishes, to be doing.. anything else.. he turned the handle, and pushed, it was heavier than it had looked.
Though this weight could be mainly attributed to the massive wave of sound pressing back against his attempt.
But nonetheless, open the rickety old door he did
And what he saw made absolutely no sense, it was so unexpected as to be nearly comedic.
There was his pal Ernst, sitting on the floor, playing his cello as hard and as loud as possible.
Gygan could see his muscles visibly straining with the great effort of his wild performance.
Gygan chuckled to himself, feeling a weight fall off of his shoulders, as if previously carrying the entire world on them.
He was almost surprised to not hear it make an audible *THUNK*.
It was fine, everything was fine. This welcome relief did little to dull the sound however, as Ernst didn't seem to notice him.
He opened his mouth, but was momentarily taken aback at nothing coming out
before realizing that, he was speaking. The tune was so loud he couldn't hear his own damn voice coming from his own mouth.
Fuckin hell what was Ernst even tryin to do? Well regardless Gygan needed to get him to stop with that godawful sound. He shouted, still no sound.
He screamed, he screamed so hard surely he would go deaf from his own voice alone, nothin.
Ugh Jesus fucking Christ okay clearly he won't be able to hear me, Gygan resolved.
Before walking right over and giving Ernst a good *THWAP* on the head. Hard enough to make him drop his cello with a dramatic clatter.
The sudden silence was almost as deafening as the sound, like a sonic boom the absence of that horrendous melody slammed into Gygan's ears.
He both felt and heard his ears pop sickeningly, Gygan was just about ready to pass out.
But this was about Ernst and he was gonna figure out just what the fuck is going on, now.
Waving his hand infront of his buddy's face back and forth, "yo! Ernst! Fuck's goin on with you??"
Gygan said exasperated, this whole situation was so bizarre he wouldn't be surprised to just wake up.
It took his friend a solid thirty seconds to stop miming the cello in his empty hands. Staring dead ahead as if to look anywhere else was impossible.
When Ernst finally snapped out of it, he looked at Gygan, then looked at the cello laying a few feet away from them on the floor. Eyes growing wide.
"Seriously man what's up with you? Those letters? That.." Gygan winced, almost whispering "sound.."
"You can't just be all cryptic and shi-" but finish his sentence he could not, overtaken by "Gygan you have to get out now, I'm serious Gygan, please!"
Gygan stood perplexed, so he sends him a bunch of concerning letters and now he's getting kicked out?? What kinda stunt was Ernst trying to pull??
Laughing a little as he replies "dude what? I don't get you man-" once again stamped out with a much more frantic "you have to go now!" And he wasn't laughing, something in his gut felt wrong.
"Once I stop playing, the rift-" he began, but a rumbling like the loudest drum roll sang within both of their skeletons, rattling them to the core.
"You, have, to, go!" Ernst repeated, punctuating each word with another push of Gygan towards the stairs, he resisted, "dude, buddy Ernst calm down for a sec" he didn't understand what was going on
But heed him he did not, "just go!" Ernst screamed in his face, practically throwing him down the stairs, and slamming the attic door shut after him.
Tough crowd huh? Though, as Gygan started back up the steps, to hopefully knock some sense into his friend, a nauseating feeling washes over him.
The air shifted in every part of the house, a subtle change that set Gygan's hairs on their ends.
And a stomach churning creaking, as if the whole house was flexing and bending. Bending inwards.
Fuck fuck what the fuck?? Gygan tried clumsily to dash up the stairs, stumbling as the entire house seemed to rock side to side. Shaking violently.
Eyes darting around desperately for salvation, he watched as Ernst's living room tore itself apart.
Books and papers flying around the room. As if a tornado squatted in his home while he was away.
His living room seemed to melt and solidify back and forth in a chaotic, jagged lava procession.
Bottles of apple juice and paintings of cellos falling and shattering on the floor, then reforming and shattering again, adding to the cacophony.
The wallpaper pattern seemed to be staring only at him, pointedly and expectantly, eyes that weren't there shot daggers into Gygan as he stared on.
And despite all wishes to be doing anything else, he trudged up the staircase, feet made of lead..
Part 3 END, Too Big For 3 So Now It's 4 Parts!!
#original character#original writing#shadows over loathing#west of loathing#sol#wol#writing#oc character#writers on tumblr#creative writing
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since twitter's dying....
here's the last bit of colby's tweets from 2019.
i don’t have proof that these are his tweets, but believe me, they are his.
if it’s bold and italicized, it’s someone’s tweet to him.
if it’s in (), that’s just me commenting lol
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@/badboywolfy: Country Road gonna go down in history as a cult classic
Dec. 1 - you know it
in the middle of it all
Dec. 4 - i’ve never felt more connected to the universe than i have this past week. it’s the weirdest thing
Dec. 8 - something’s watching over me
Dec. 10 - seeing MCR perform live in 10 days and i am definitely not okay
@/andrearussett: IM SO JEALOUS
i’ll send you a video of me in the pit
Dec. 11 - i loveeee twitter (reply to someone who said something mean, i assume. bc even i back then didn't get to see the tweet lol)
i want a hairless cat
Dec. 12 - sorry truth, dyin young, demon youth
(okay from this point down, it's mostly all fans asking questions, so whatever is indented is his response)
@/ColbyBrock i hope you know that we love you a lot
Dec. 16 - and i love you all too
@/ColbyBrock how is your mental health?
Dec. 17 - you know, life always has its ups and downs and it’s been super stressful recently to be honest. but i’m happy! and that’s all that matters. things are getting better
what's the first emo song you can think of off the top of your head (the tweet said something like this, but has been deleted since)
Dec. 18 - from first to last - emily
favorite series so far
definitely the one we just filmed ! it just gets more and more intense .. i hope you’re ready
@/ColbyBrock what’s one thing you’re looking forward to in 2020 ?
focusing on positives, leaving the negative people and comments behind
(haha......... IF THEY ONLY KNEW)
@/ColbyBrock what’s ur advice for 2020
i wanna challenge people to work on spreading love instead of hate 🖤 not really advice hahah but i think the internet has turned into a darker place this past year, and i really want people to think before they speak or tweet or whatever. spread love !
@/ColbyBrock do you think you’ll dye your hair a different color soon
hahah every single day i get people wanting something different. i’ve just learned to stick with what makes me happy .. but always open to suggestions 👀👀 maybe a dark purple next ?
@/ColbyBrock do you have any plans for your birthday yet
nah. i’ve been so busy i haven’t even thought about my birthday
@/ColbyBrock do you ever get nightmares about being haunted?
all the time. my minds been fucked.. not to scare anyone but i’ve been in so many dark places and after awhile it sticks with you in a way
@/ColbyBrock do you have any regrets about past videos or are you proud of everything you’ve put out?
i’m insecure about so many videos of me on the internet i wish you all knew
(he really knows how to make me sad....)
@/ColbyBrock what do you think about us? the fandom?
i LOVE you guys. you’re hilarious. all i can ask is if people will try to get along and be kind to each other. you’re all my family, leave the negativity and mean comments behind
@/ColbyBrock you should get a dog.
ugh i wish. i wouldn’t be able to love it and care for it like i’d want to or like it would deserve
@/ColbyBrock do you ever get annoyed of us?
hahah not in the slightest. but some of you can say some pretty mean things which i try to ignore now. no point of me giving that attention ya know ?
love you all tho no matter what. say whatever you want
we love you colby and im sorry abt the mean people
it’s okay 🖤 90% of people are super nice and dope and that’s all that matters. comes with the job i guess
@/ColbyBrock are you answering questions for a youtube video but giving answers now and reading the reactions??
nope! sometimes it’s fun to just respond to as many people as i can. it’s been a while
@/ColbyBrock would you rather look at the stars or listen to the rain?
i like this. probably watch the stars with someone special
@/ColbyBrock what is your favorite thing to do on your free time? do you like to write? or anything?
believe it or not i’m kinda a loner .. i like to spend time by myself. usually just listening to music or watching dumb videos on YT
@/ColbyBrock if you could say something to your younger self, what would it be?
stop being so insecure kid , you’re okay
what's one thing we don't know about you? (or something like that)
i don’t have it all together like people think. every day is a journey to find myself, and that’s okay!
@/ColbyBrock I'm dying to know… Do you write poems?
maybe a lil here and there 🤐
@/ColbyBrock whats your advice when you’re in a kind of dark spot atm 🙈
take one step at a time. everyday needs to be a work in progress. or at least that’s what i’ve been trying lately
@/ColbyBrock did you dip
i’m about to , it’s getting late. love you all tho. was good talking
i wake up sad for no reason. why?
Dec. 21 - i think i’m gunna try to hibernate for the rest of the year i’ll let you know how it goes
Dec. 23 - i’m so much like my mom , we’re like the same person it’s weird
Really im more like my dad are u a dads boy or a moms boy for me i think ur a moms boy#loveyoucolby
definitelyyyy a mommas boy
Dec. 25 - i still sit at the kids table during christmas even though i’m almost 23 years old
Dec. 26 - you deserve the world !
Dec. 27 - sorry for your loss, im glad you’re ‘over it’.. it’s super interesting how people can choose when they wanna let go. shows you and teaches you a lot about the power of the human mind in my opinion (reply to fan)
i’m looking back at pictures of me in the trap house and damn i went through a chunky phase 🤣curse you taco bell
Dec. 28 - just watched a bunch of old VHS tapes of when i was only 1 year old .. life’s a trip i’m emotional
if i can help, that’s all i want
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4/15/23
Just like that it’s shorts and tshirt weather.
It’s been a while since my last post. I decided to foster fail. Nugget is just the sweetest and gets along perfectly with the cats. They aren’t afraid of him at all and they can even sleep next to him. It’s been fun to see him integrate into the family. Last weekend we actually went to lake Katherine with him for the first time.
Easter choir performance went pretty well. The time flew and I’m hoping we sounded decent lol. It was nice to see the church packed for Easter services. I am happy that Lent has ended. It was just so much church time. Sooooooo much. But it was fun to sing and also to wear a dress. Wearing clothes that aren’t joggers or old tshirts is just so novel lol.
Haven’t landed any interviews and I feel like the job pool of places to apply at is drying up. I will keep trying.
So next week the base training for the marathon starts. Which means from Monday to October 8 I’ll be freaking training. It’s a little crazy to think that for the next 5.5 months I’ll be preparing for one singular event lol. Not gonna lie, I do think- wait why am I doing this again? lol
Did I ever journal about the smash boob? Fing mammogram, got one for the first time. Wasn’t bad then. But then I had to go for a second one cause something looked “questionable” and that was freaking painful. And then after that I had to get an ultrasound which didn’t really show anything but now I have to go back in 6 months for more torture for a recheck.
I got my tetanus booster, tdap? I dunno whatever it’s called and a few days later the muscle in my arm wouldn’t stop twitching. Got bad enough I reached out for my doctor, but then of course it started to subside. I guess the muscle in the arm that got the shot got inflamed or I dunno.
I also have a high amount of whatever thing in your blood that indicates inflammation. That’s two tests in a row with that. Everything else was fine. My doctor was saying she thinks if I actually changed my diet that it could go away.
But I don’t want to be gluten free lol. Dairy I already swap most out but leave me my damn bread and pastries. It was like wheat, gluten and soy and dairy that came up on my food sensitivity test. Meh. Meh ugh. She said i might even be able to get off my daily allergy pill. Bahhh
Haven’t really had any time or interest to try out the stupid dating scene. I’d rather get a new job. Then with marathon training I really won’t have any extra time anyways so 🤷🏻♀️
I have so much stuff and I want to get rid of it. I want a new desk. I need a new office chair.
Nugget sleeping on the same bed as evil cat. 🥰
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THE LAST OF US EPISODE 7 SPOILERS
okay i’m watching w a friend again so this is gonna be all over the place
IT WON’T LOAD ON HBO AHHHHH
DID HBO BREAK BC OF TLOU??
WE’RE IN!
I’M SO SCARED
TELLING HER TO GO??? FUCK OFF
I’M GONNA CRY
THE PATH(VACANT) UUGGHHHHH
HIS FACE PLEASE
FLASHBACK TIME
LEFT BEHIND TIME AHHHHH
I LOVE ELLIE
OMG TALKING ABOUT RILEY AHH AHH
her lil smug ass shrug i love her
15 stitches HAHAHA
SAVAGE STARLIGHT WOOOOOOO
aw riley’s bed :(
NO PUN INTENDED
MORTAL KOMBAT POSTER AHHH AHHH
RILEY TIME
WOO WOO WOO
“her name is bethany and i already fucked her up.” SLAYYYY ELLIE WILLIAMS
LEFT BEHIND SONG AHHHH
I LOVE THEM SO MUCH
NOT HITTING THE FLASHLIGHT LIKE THE GAME AHHHHHH
LMAO HER BEING OUT OF BREATH AT 2 FLOORS AND THEN GIVING JOEL SHIT FOR OVER 30 FLIGHTS LMAOOOO
I LOVE HOW ELLIE TRIES TO BE SO COOL SHE’S SO FUNNY I LOVE HER
ellie and her obsession w guns bro jesus
ugh the juxtaposition of them being so fucking young but joining militia groups and wanting to hold guns uugghhhhh
the innocence and not innocence if it yknow?
and also the way ellie chose the keys path, and now her bff joining the fireflies
MALL TIME MALL TIME
thisbis gonna be so slay
YYEEEAAAAAAAAA
THE MUSIC AHHHHH
TAKE ON ME TAKE ON ME TAKE ON ME TAKE ON ME
SHE’S SO CUTE ON THE ESCALATOR
DAWN OF THE WOLF DAWN OF THE WOLF DAWN OF THE WOLF DAWN OF THE WOLF AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
VICTORIA’S SECRET LMAOOOOOOO
ELLIE FIXING HER HAIR PLEASSEEEEEEEE
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HAND HOLDING
WHAT SONG IS THIS AHHH WAIT I KNOW THIS SONG
THE CAROUSELLLLLL
JUST LIKE HEAVEN ON THE CAROUSEL FUCK OFFFFFFFFFFFFF
THIS IS SO SWEET I’M CRYING
THE WAY ELLIE LOOKS AT HER PPLLLLEEEEAAAASSSSEEEEEEE
NOT VANISHING GRACE
THE PHOTOBOOTH AHHHHHHHH
THE UNIVERSAL PHOTOBOOTH EXPERIENCE
I’M GONNA CRY FUCK OFF
ARCADE AHHHHHH
I LOVE THEM
VANISHING GRACE AGAIN FUCK YOOUUUU
THE WAY RILEY PREPARED FOR THEM
MORTAL KOMBAT AHHHHHHHHHHHH
I’M GONNA CRY FUCK OFF
THE INNOCENCE OF THIS KNOWING WHAT’S ABOUT TO HAPPEN UUUUUGGGHHHHHHHHHHH
SPEAKING OF
EEEWWWWWWWWW TENDRILS I’M SCARED
OMG PLZ KISS
THEIR PERFORMANCES AHHHHG
“water pistol?” BC THE WATER GUN FIGHT AHH AHH AHH AHHH
NO PUN INTENDED VOLUME 2
lmao them not understanding the tech
ope-
PIPE BOMBS??
THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGGGGGG
this is so sad
I KNEW MARLENE RECRUITED HER UUGGHHH
“tonight’s my last night in boston” 😭😭
NOT ALL GONE (REUNION) PLAYING KAHSKSHSJSVSKSVISBDKSHSKSBAKB
HER GOING BACK
OH SHIT THE HALLOWEEN STORE
I LOVE THEM
their performances are fucking amazing so far
“you mattered to me first” AHHHHHHHH
NEIL DRUCKMANN FUCK YOUUUU
LEFT BEHIND PLAYING AHHHHHHH
THE MASKS FROM THE GAME AHHHHHH
THE MUSIC YYEEEAAAAAAA
AGAIN THE INNOCENCE OF THIS IS SO HEARTBREAKING
HER LITTLE “don’t go.”😭😭😭😭
KISS KISS KISS YYEEEAAAAAAA
OH NO
OHHHH NO
THIS IS SO INTENSE
AHHH
THE CHOICE PLAYING HERE??????
FUUUUUUUUUUCK OFF
JOOOEEL
THAT’S WHY THE CHOICE IS PLAYING HERE
UUGGHHHHHHH ELLIE BREAKING SHIT😭😭😭😭
LITERALLY EXACT DIALOGUE FROM GAME FUCK OFFFFFFF
“we can be all poetic and shit and lose our minds together” FFFUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK OFFFFFFFFF
LEFT BEHIND PLAYING AGAIN UUUUGGGHHHHHHHH
THE CLOSE UP ON THE HANDS GO AWAYYYYYY
AND THEN ON JOEL AND ELLIE’S HANDS GO AWAYYYYYY
OH MY GOD TROY BAKER NEXT WEEK HOLY FUUUUUUCK
BUT ALSO DAVID NEXT WEEK🥲
BUT TROOOYYYYYYYY
AHHHHHHHH
fucking amazing episode
as always
i love this series so goddamn fucking much
HIS FAINT SMILE WHEN SHE COMES BACK GO AWAY
#the last of us#the last of us spoilers#tlou#tlou spoilers#the last of us hbo#tlou hbo#the last of us hbo spoilers#tlou hbo spoilers
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LOG003_RECORDING.MP4 — 03:22/2045/11/23
DAITHI: Fuck, Dan— what time is it?
RT: Eh… a little bit past three? That’s not really important right now, though. I’ve got something to talk to you about.
DAITHI:Eight missed calls…? I thought somethin’ bad happened to you.
RT: Oh! No, no, sorry, nothing bad. Something good, actually!
DAITHI: It better be. Eight calls… fuckin’ tree ay-em…
RT: Come on now, hear me out. I’ve been lookin’ through Lewis’ old things, right? Mostly old plans, typical boring paperwork, but I’ve found somethin’ really interesting. Arasaka blueprints for some big project… You know how hard it is to get these? This could be somethin’ good for us— for Andromeda. I was thinkin’ that you could help me with them? You’re the best tech I know, so I figured if anyone would have any idea how to make this stuff, it’d be you.
DAITHI: … Did you say blueprints from Arasaka?
RT: Heard me right! Now, I’ve got no fuckin’ clue how Lewis managed to get these, no clue how legitimate those dealings were— Ah, you know how it is— but this isn’t an opportunity we can just pass up, is it?
DAITHI: Alright, alright, fine. I’m gettin’ up. Fucks sakes…
RT: Attaboy! I figured that’d get your attention.
DAITHI: Well, it’s not every day you start callin’ me your best tech… And I’m already fucked if McCorp tries lookin’ for that android, so… might as well aim for the next biggest corporation, right? … You can be a real convincin’ prick, you know that?
RT: Ah, stop it, you. Makin’ me blush. You did most of the work for me, anyways. So, you’re in?
DAITHI: ‘Course I am. Anything for you.
RT: … Is that your microwave in the background, there? Are you actually making chicken nuggets right now? I’m about to have you signin’ NDAs and you’re making chicken nuggets?
DAITHI: First of all, I’m makin’ fuckin’ pizza rolls— second of all, you woke me up! I’m gonna be up all damn night now listenin’ to you talk to yourself, I might as well make breakfast. Aah—! They’re fuckin’ hot, shit…
RT: They just came out of the microwave…? Show some restraint. And could you focus? This is important, you know—
DAITHI: AnD cOuLd YoU fOcUs? Shut up, man! Ugghhh, I think I burnt my finger…
RT: That’s what you get, interruptin’ me.
DAITHI: ThAts WhAt yOu GeT… nyeh nyeh nyeh!
RT: …
… Sorry.
RT: Where was I? Ah, right. So, it seems like it’s still a work in progress— lots of pieces missin’, it’s disorganized, the like— but from what I gather, the basic premise is that it’s a collection of separate AI, each designed to perform different tasks, that you’re able to store on… say, a computer, and at any point you’re able to transfer those to a memory chip, right? Which you’d put in your neural processor, and the AI’d be able to watch and listen to what’s goin’ on and sort of… analyze it, I suppose. Give you advice, manage risk, store information, maybe even more. I mean, can you imagine the sorts of things that could be done with this?
DAITHI: Shit… that sounds like self-learning AI, yeah? They only run those for cybersecurity and data analysis— but one that you can use on a day-to-day basis? I bet you Arasaka thought they were wastin’ their time with hard coding, you know how fast they learn? You could teach them anythin’... completely personalize it to whatever ye need… Jesus. This could completely fuckin’ transform the market for cyberware— this is some serious shit, Dan.
RT: Yes, exactly! See? I told you it was important. This could be revolutionary, for you and me— not to mention what we could do with it on a larger scale. Just about every person in Night City could find a use for this. I’ll be sendin’ the blueprints and other details over to you soon so you can take a look at it all… er, along with all the necessary paperwork, you know the drill. I’ll keep the fine print brief this time.
DAITHI: Yeah, yeah. ‘Course I will. Ugh, gotta reschedule all my fuckin’ appointments… Might have to move Bri’s thing to next week… Knowing you, you want this set up as soon as possible.
RT: Oh, ‘course. Better sooner than later. Progress waits for no man! Er, well, man or whatever Brian’s supposed to be. He’s holding up well, I take it?
DAITHI: Mhmm. Just got done installing all of his body plating, just gotta make sure everythin’ is workin’ before I do any other body mods… he’s been askin’ for some stuff, you know how he is. Impatient and all. Maybe… hmm. I could use his help to set up, but d’ya think he could sign an NDA and be legally bound by it? Probably, right?
RT: Ehm… I’m not sure, actually. I don’t think we’ve ever needed to have a combat mech sign one— not that Brian is, by any stretch of the mind, a typical combat mech. I’ll check with my legal team, but one way or another I’ll get him over here. Oh, and make sure he’s recognized as a neutral mech and not one of MC’s, yeah? Wouldn’t want our system to clock him as a threat. Should be some sorta chip you can take out, that’s pretty standard.
DAITHI: Right, right. It’ll take me an hour or two to reschedule all of my shit, then I gotta get another CPU, maybe a couple, just to run more of ‘em at once. You should have some stuff, already, but— ugh, I’m too fuckin’ tired to think about this, man. We can be there by… around three or four today, maybe? Does that work for you?
RT: Sure, sure, that’ll be grand. Bring whatever you need to, I’ll let ‘em know you’re headed over. See you then, Daithi.
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Kurt Glee Rewatch: Theatricality
We deserved more Kurt singing in Gaga songs, just saying.
So, obvs I love Carol but I do find this scene kinda weird? She knows how difficult it was for Finn when she first started dating Burt so why didn’t she have a private convo with him first? Could’ve given him time to process. But then, that’s not entertaining TV.
Also, v small note, but when Kurt mentions the tuna crudite, Burt corrects himself to use the correct term. V subtle change from before, when he wouldn’t really bother (the Maria bonnet before lol). Just thought I’d point it out. He’s already trying...
And why does a house with 2 (and a half) bathrooms not have another room? There are more bathrooms than bedrooms lol.
Def feel bad for Finn here, prob could’ve handled it better. Also, don’t see Kurt as really crushing on Finn at this point? More just excited, trying to make things work. Also def blinded by the thought of getting to redecorate lol.
Theatricality and Funk were switched when aired so timeline is of Vocal Adrenaline is weird but... oh well.
How dare VA do Gaga when that is his identity (and yet he only got to do 2 Gaga songs, blasphemy)
This always makes me think of the story of Chris Colfer meeting Lady Gaga and saying ‘Nobody’s talented but you’ lol
Love Kurt’s reaction to the assignment. Hasn’t been this hype since Madonna.
Kinda side-tangent but oof, Finn, casual homophobia is showing.
First off, he says they’re always doing what the girls want to do?? No?? They do what Will wants. Maybe he means Madonna but a) that was Will inspired by Sue and b) that was bc the guys were being sexist asses.
I do like the idea of bringing in different types of theatricality but would be interesting to have the whole club do both kinds, maybe do Gaga one week, Kiss the next. And oof, the way Finn says ‘except for Kurt’ here bc of all the annoyance he has at the situation... yikes. Trouble ahead.
aw, Kurt and Tina allowed to be friends. Enjoy it while you can, not much time left.
Not gonna lie... not a huge fan of Kurt’s outfit? Maybe it’s the wig giving rococo vibes? Idk, fits with his usual fashion of being hella covered up, but eh. Heels are iconic tho
And damn, the way he talks back to the jocks. And how he tries to sorta backtrack, to just defending Tina. Prob less confident when it comes to just defending himself.
It was made as a big deal in s2, like Kurt wouldn’t have stood up for himself witout Blaine’s courage text but Kurt’s been calling them out all along?? Or maybe by s2 he was more beaten down and unwilling to do anything.
Also, kudos to Azimio for knowing what crepe paper is.
I cannot even with this number. I mean, we get Kurt, Santana, Mercedes, Tina(!) singing lead and freaking rocking it! Wish they got to sing together more often.
And the dance and Kurt getting to use his lower register and just. Lowkey better than numerous competition performances. I love this so much.
Wtf is this reaction to one of the best songs they’ve ever done? Esp you Matt, We know nothing about you but I expected better. Ugh, finn and puck complained about not wanting to perform gaga, fine, but you can’t even support your friends and appreciate a freaking amazing number???
And ofc when the boys perform these guys are all hella into it. Bc they support their friends and are able to appreciate a good performance. Oof.
Jeez, Tina and Kurt are going through it this ep. Why is no one else getting grief? Is it bc the other girls are cheerios? What about Rachel and Mercedes? The lack of adult supervision in this school is astounding.
This look of pure derision Kurt throws Finn... why I think the crush is practically gone at this point oof.
Kurt has spent so damn long working to accept himself, to build up some confidence to be who he is. And esp now that he has acceptance from his dad, the only opnion he cares about, ofc Kurt has no desire to ‘blend in’.
“It’s just a moist towelette!”
I mean, I was also struggling with Finn trying to wipe off make-up with a dry paper towel like dude. And Kurt prob wants to just comfortably hang out with another guy, but Finn freaks the fuck out. Back in Ballad they hung out pretty closely and Finn never said anything and legit hasn’t called Kurt out on any of it yet. Kurt had been very intense before, but here Kurt is being casual about things.
Kurt kicking the chair slays me. He learned it from Finn.
Omg this room. Like, lowkey, I’d love to have a room like that, but also.
We saw Kurt in his Mellencamp phase. We know he knows how to ‘butch’ things up if he needs to. Also, this is nothing like any of his past aesthetics and nothing we ever see again?? His style is very modern, usually more sleek and monochrome. I feel like this room was made way more extra to incite the argument cuz like. Wow. I do appreciate the privacy partition, Kurt trying so hard.
Omg this scene. How Kurt was really sincere in trying to make something finn would like. And then the turn around to sadness, embarrassment, regret. Legit a million emotions on his face.
The way Finn is shocked when Kurt starts shouting. Lowkey we don’t see Kurt shout often, normally he goes for cutting remarks etc. Kurt is def in defensive mode.
And when Finn starts using the f-slur like damn. And how Kurt barely reacts to it bc he’s used to the word being used against him (tho never before by Finn) and he prob still feels guilt about the crush and about the room oof.
Then Burt Hummel. Omg. I love how he calls Finn out like ‘you weren’t talking about the blanket, you meant it towards Kurt’ bc yes.
And Kurt jumps to Finn’s defense bc he’s used to being bullied. He’s upset it’s from Finn, but it’s not super out of the ordinary
And Burt calls Finn out like, you won’t use the n-word, the r-word, but you’re totally fine using that slur?
And how Burt brings it back bc he was the same when he was a kid. Kurt being gay prob had Burt thinking back on all the crap he’d say with his friends and he has lots of guilt over it.
And how Burt says he thought Finn was this ‘new generation of man’ and honestly, that makes me so upset that we barely see anymore Kurt and Finn friendship after this until like. Furt. And after that, even less. And they lowkey don’t give Kurt any male friends (until Elliot, which is nice but ofc he’s also gay).
After all this, and the stupid ‘predatory gay’ trope they gave Kurt earlier, it would be cool to see Kurt getting to be friends with straight guys without it being a big deal ugh. I’ll rant more in Duets tho.
I do think the last scene was when Kurt’s crush officially died. Finn was no different than every other bully he’d dealt with. At least he’s eventually able to forgive him and accept him as a brother tho.
“My balls keep falling off” “I’ve been there” this line kills me.
Kurt’s reaction to every bully: “go ahead, hit me” like boi
Also, I love the quiet ‘oh my god...’ when he sees Finn bc. Ya. Same. Love the speech, and kinda love that even tho Finn is giving this intense speech, he doesn’t clarify ‘my brother’ or ‘my friend’ bc he doesn’t care what the others think. This is just about making it right with Kurt.
And Will appears after this and... no check in with Kurt. Doesn’t go after Karofsky and Azimio bc they were about to beat a kid up. Like... dude.
This is why I rewatch omg. Kurt pets Finn’s shoulder, and when Finn does it back Kurt immediately waves him off like ‘don’t touch the costume’. Lol.
Also, how tf did Finn make this costume.
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Hsmtmts Reactions
Season 3 episode 8
It’s the finale y’all! I’m very nervous but also excited. This season was so short and I’m realizing how rushed everything seemed this season. I feel like there’s a lot of loose ends so I guess we’ll see if they all get tied up.
Holy shit the episode is 50 minutes?!?!!
AAAHHHHH BIG RED!!!!
Oh you missed a LOT big red
Gina looking gorgeous as always
AAAHHHH MISS JENN!!
I’m so happy everyone is coming back for this episode
They really neglected the younger girls this season. I swear they only had like three scenes
Awww EJ looks so sad
I feel like I’m gonna cry this episode. Don’t know yet if it will be happy tears, sad tears, or angry tears
“Go get em Anna” ugh my heart
Considering they had like a week to put the show together and everything they went through it should not look this good lol
God I hope Corbin saves the show and puts Channing in his place
I like how they’re handling the topic of anxiety. They’re portraying it really well
Oop I don’t think that’s what Ashlyn wanted to hear
Also very fitting song for this moment. Perfect for kourtneys arc this season
Damn what kind of budget did they have for this
Oh shit. Ricky had an interesting reaction to hearing Nini is at the performance. I mean I know they have history so it could be any number of things
AAHHH I HAVE SO MANY EMOTIONS
The look on EJs face is breaking my heart
Okay and now I’m crying
Nini leaving feels so bittersweet. I’m crying again. She was such a big part of season 1 and now Olivia is going off and doing amazing things so it’s very mixed emotions
Heck yeah fuck you channing
AAAHHHH THE WILDCAT CHANT
ASSDFGSHSJKDNLSLK
Omg Corbin is wearing one of his chad shirts
Of course Nini remembered the ticket
OMG THE DOCUMENTARY LMAO
This’ll be interesting
This trailer is making the worst of everything
BI BIG RED CONFIRMED OH MY FUCKING GOD
Noooooooo
NOOOOOOO
Oh my god this feels so weird to me
No I don’t like it
Well that was a whirlwind of emotions. I know the Rina fans are absolutely freaking out. Honestly I said there were a lot of loose ends that needed to be tied up and they barely tied any. I’m left with more questions now than when I started the episode. I did really like seeing big red, miss Jenn, and Nini again and I think they gave Nini some good closure in the show. Also can I just say how great but also random it is that Rig Red is the first character to label his sexuality in the show. Like I don’t know with Carlos and seb if they had to hover around them being gay, especially with that conversation in season 2, or if it was a choice to do it like that. And then with Ashlyn she didn’t label herself this season either (not that she needs to). So big red just saying that he’s bi totally caught me off guard. I legit screamed. I’m so here for it. And then on a more depressing note, I feel so bad for EJ. He started this season hopeful to have a good summer and then it just kept going downhill and it didn’t even have a light at the end of the tunnel. He’s been done so dirty by the show this season. And honestly looking at what is planned for next season I’m so confused as to how everything is going to work that I just can’t fathom what will happen.
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