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staynoonaz9290 · 2 years

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Temptation - S2 (Ch. 9)

Where Maddie and Lila are back six months later, still managers of Stray Kids, navigating the world of incubi, and worse… Dealing with unexpected feelings

Group: Stray Kids

Pairing: Each SKZ Member/Fem! Reader (Third Person-Lila and Maddie)

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Warnings: Sexual Content (a LOT of sexual content-please don't read if this makes you uncomfortable), Sex with multiple members (at separate times), Sex-to-survive (Incubi/Succubi), Desperation, Oral Sex (M-Given/F-Given), Fingering, Language, Supernatural Love, Excessive Drinking, Crack Fic, Age Difference, Slight OOC, Slight Angst, Love Triangle

Word Count: 4,082

Main Masterlist | Stray Kids Masterlist

COMPLETE

8 | 9 | 10

Maddie and Lila sat side by side in Maddie’s room, back against the headboard, something mindless on TV as they shared a bag of salt and vinegar chips, talking about just two nights ago in Busan.

“I didn’t expect Changbin to be so…” Lila trailed off, her cheeks dusting pink.

“Sexually appealing?” Maddie suggested with a grin. “Yeah. Neither did I when we hooked up.”

They giggled, taking turns grabbing more chips as Lila sighed.

“I guess he’s an incubus so we shouldn’t be surprised. And, I mean, when you look at him-”

“Right; he’s obviously hot,” Maddie nodded quickly in agreement. “But it’s just… he’s Changbin, you know?”

She knew her best friend’s struggle all too well; she remembered how surprised she’d been, having to help Changbin in that closet all those months ago.

His hands pulling hard on her hair, the way his body felt so nice beneath her fingers, the hotness as he whispered her name-

“Oh- gross-”

Maddie shook her head violently, Lila turning to her in slight surprise.

“We’ve gotta talk about something else,” she smacked a hand to her forehead. “Basically, Changbin was hot and it’s surprising, and be prepared for it to haunt you for the rest of your life-”

“I’ll never look at him the same,” Lila giggled.

“You really won’t,” she agreed before throwing a chip into her mouth.

“Well it seemed to help, because they all killed it on stage that night,” the younger continued. “Literally everyone. That was one of my favorite stages they’ve done so far.”

“Mine, too!”

“And I think whatever you did for Felix really has been helping,” Lila added, grinning a little. “He did so well.”

“Yeah,” Maddie was giggling, eyes darting from hers. “He really did.”

She thought of Felix for a moment, and how much happier he’d seemed since their night of baking together.

Maddie smiled to herself; that’s all she'd really wanted to do…

Help Felix.

When she glanced at her best friend again, the girl was checking her phone, eating another chip as she texted someone back.

Maddie felt slightly guilty, not telling Lila the entire truth about what went down with Felix that night in the kitchen, but she’d decided the information wasn’t really necessary.

Not only had Felix so clearly not wanted Lila to know he had feelings for her, but Maddie also didn’t see how Lila knowing this information would be helpful.

Her best friend’s heart was clearly set on Chan, and telling her would do nothing but make Lila feel guilty, something Maddie knew she and Felix both didn’t want.

Felix looked like he was trying to move forward- seemed happier in more ways than one- and Maddie thought for now, what Lila didn’t know wouldn’t kill her.

If the girl ever specifically asked, then she would of course, tell the truth.

“Anyway-”

She broke the temporary silence just as Lila was locking her phone.

“-they really did kill it the other night. I’m so proud of them.”

Lila nodded in agreement, but this time, the smile faded from her face a little as she fidgeted with her fingers, Maddie’s eyebrows furrowing.

“What?” she asked, turning towards her.

“I don’t know if Chan was too happy,” she admitted quietly.

“Oh…” Maddie trailed off as she thought back to that night. “I definitely noticed he was a little… irritated. But I thought it was just stress.”

“Was he stressed before we got there?” Lila asked.

“I mean… kind of…”

She remembered how Chan had been before Lila and Changbin had arrived; worried but keeping it together, insisting he stay behind and help Maddie no matter how many times she told him she’d be fine, knowing he had so much to do behind the scenes…

She remembered seeing how often he checked his phone, checked the clock on the wall, glanced at the door, clearly worried about Lila and Changbin; not only that they’d make it there on time, but also safely-

And then when they’d finally arrived and Maddie had joined them, she’d seen the slight relief on Chan’s face, the way he smiled lovingly at Lila- so very different than the way he smiled at everyone else- and she’d thought the man was okay…

So it’d surprised her when Chan had met them on stage just ten minutes later, looking stressed, biting his lip, rubbing his eyes as if tired, a little quieter than usual.

“Did something happen?” Maddie asked, watching Lila fiddle with the ends of her hair, green eyes meeting Maddie’s.

“I saw it again,” she said quietly. “The red in his eyes.”

Maddie stared at her for a moment, somewhat surprised.

“Maybe he’s going rogue,” she joked.

And Lila smiled, rolling her eyes and shaking her head.

“Shut up,” she said with a laugh. “I think… I don’t know, I think Chan was angry when he found out I was the one who helped Changbin before the show.”

Oh.

Well, Maddie couldn’t say she was too surprised.

“I mean, it makes sense,” she admitted gently. “He’s obviously head over heels for you, bestie. And it’s no man’s dream to hear his girl is hooking up with other dudes-”

“We’re not,” Lila argued indignantly. “I wasn’t hooking up with Changbin, I was helping him. It’s my job…”

“Believe me, I get it,” Maddie backtracked a little, realizing her wording wasn’t the best. “This whole situation is just…”

She trailed off, sighing a little as they looked at one another.

“Maybe you guys should talk about it,” she suggested lightly. “He doesn’t really have a right to get upset with you if he’s not telling you what’s going on. But also, if you’re noticing all this eye color stuff, it might be best for you to… you know. Tell him.”

Lila nodded, and Maddie watched her mull over the words for a moment, quietly pressing her lips together.

“You’re right,” she finally said. “I’ll talk to him soon.”

Maddie smiled, reaching into the bag of chips again as Lila turned a bit, raising an eyebrow.

“So, enough about me…” she began slowly.

This was never good; it almost always meant Lila was about to say something serious.

“What’s going on with you?”

“What do you mean?”

But Maddie already knew where this was going-

“With Jeongin… and Hyunjin.”

Her stomach flipped automatically, and she shifted the chips in her hand for something to do, avoiding Lila’s eyes.

“You mean like… us spending time together?”

“Yes.”

And while Lila didn’t say anything else, she didn’t have to, Maddie knowing exactly what she was asking.

Why are we spending time together?

“Well, I… I like hanging out with Jeongin a lot,” Maddie said softly.

“As… more than friends?”

Lila was asking all the tough questions, but her voice was quiet and understanding, Maddie turning to her, not all the way knowing the answer...

“I mean…” she trailed off. “He’s super fun to be with and when he smiles at me, it makes me kind of… giddy? I guess-”

“Yeah, I don’t know how you survive that, bestie,” Lila teased, giggling. “His smile is killer.”

“It is, and…”

Maddie was biting her bottom lip, thinking of all the times they’d spent together lately.

“We talk a lot- mainly me, honestly- and he’s super sweet… much nicer than I am, and he’s always so patient and calm…”

She smiled.

“We have fun together.”

“You have to keep it on your head-”

“What?”

Maddie was giggling and a little drunk, sitting side by side with Jeongin on the living room floor, the two of them playing a board game she’d never heard of.

“The name-” Jeongin pointed to the card in her hand, speaking between laughs. “It has to be stuck on your head so you can’t see it-”

“How?”

Before Jeongin could answer, she was attempting to press the card into the skin of her forehead, letting go and watching as the paper fluttered to the floor.

He pulled a red plastic circle from the box, laughing too hard to speak for a moment, Maddie realizing what he was holding-

“You have to wear the headband-”

Maddie remembered that night so clearly, happening just weeks after the guys had come back from Christmas break.

How much they’d laughed, in such goofy moods they’d hardly made it through two rounds of any of the games they’d picked out.

And they’d only continued to hang out from there…

“Basically, they’re best friends, but they kiss because they want to practice.”

Maddie was pacing back and forth in the kitchen, Jeongin sitting at the table, drinking iced tea and listening as she talked about the newest novel she’d started working on.

It was a warm summer day; the windows were open and the fan was on, the smell of outside refreshing despite the heat.

She’d been talking for a while, almost an hour now, but Jeongin was still there without complaint, smiling softly.

He’d asked to hang out with her hours ago, and she wasn’t sure what he’d wanted, but she was sure it wasn’t this.

Nevertheless, there he was, handsome and moving some dark hair out of his eyes, letting her go on and on.

“That’s not weird, right?”

Maddie was rambling, she knew, but she wanted to make sure it all made sense-

“I mean, it sounds stupid when I say it out loud, but there’s a whole trail of events that lead up to it, and they also have feelings for each other and just don’t know it…”

“I don’t think it sounds stupid,” Jeongin told her quietly. “It sounds interesting.”

“Thank you,” she smiled warmly at him, pacing once more as she started swinging her arms. “So, anyway, so they kiss each other, right? And nothing has ever been the same since-”

Maddie remembered that day, too.

How she’d been in the middle of writing a little novel; an idea she’d had for a while and had just recently started to work on.

She wasn’t sure how, but she’d ended up telling Jeongin the entire story- from the very beginning to the very end- and he’d listened to every bit of it, never complaining or trying to veer her attention away…

Knowing how much she needed to talk it out.

“Does this look okay?”

Maddie was hurrying toward Jeongin, pointing at her latest sad attempt at a messy bun, watching his face.

But Jeongin just laughed, reaching out to fix some pieces of her bangs, his touch against her face leaving a light, tingling sensation upon her skin.

“It looks fine,” he said, smiling gently at her.

“Thanks,” Maddie laughed a little, a small stutter in her chest. “You’re the best.”

It was only a week ago that he’d done that, and remembering the way his eyes had moved up and down her face had her stomach flipping even now, Maddie shaking her head a bit.

“Jeongin’s just…” she didn’t know how else to say it. “Like, perfect.”

She laughed to herself.

“I would be concerned about age, but I guess that ship has sailed.”

Honestly; Maddie missed when that was her biggest issue.

Lila giggled loudly, taking a bite of her chip before raising an eyebrow at her.

“So what about Hyunjin?”

And Maddie knew this question was coming, but it didn’t make it any easier to answer, her eyes darting from Lila’s again as she swallowed hard.

“Well, for one, he annoys the crap out of me-”

“Yes, we all know this,” Lila quipped, making Maddie giggle.

“But you know. Hyunjin’s funny. And I…”

She shrugged.

“I like spending time with him, too.”

Maddie was laying on her bed, waiting for Hyunjin to meet her in her bedroom, knowing the man was coming back from recording his solo dance video- Play With Fire- and had asked if they could hang out.

When he opened the door, she was right in the middle of a chapter of her book, only looking at him for a moment before her eyes were back on the page, knowing if she looked too long, Hyunjin would distract her.

“I’ve gotta finish this chapter,” she said, seeing him walk to the other side of her bed in her peripheral vision. “Sorry-”

“It’s fine-”

He flopped down so dramatically, the entire mattress shook, Maddie giggling before he was rolling onto his side, chin resting on her arm.

“Is the book good?”

But when she glanced over at him, there was something black in his hair, and Maddie was jumping back with a quick yelp, losing her balance and toppling over the edge of the bed.

She could hear Hyunjin’s hysterical laughter from above, Maddie rubbing her arms as she sat up quickly, the man scooting to the edge of the mattress-

“There’s a bug!”

It was the first thing she’d thought, but when her eyes darted to his head again, she realized it was a black ribbon, Hyunjin’s face buried into the pillow as he continued laughing-

And then she started giggling too, realizing how funny she must’ve looked, flying off the bed, laying on the floor now, the sheets caught on her ankles.

He finally lifted up, holding his hand out to help her off the floor before pointing to his head.

“It’s a hair ribbon.”

She couldn’t help but laugh under her breath, remembering how Hyunjin had pulled her back onto the bed, the two of them laughing all over again, so hard they couldn’t breathe, Maddie begging him to take the ribbon out and throw it away so they could stop giggling.

She remembered him dangling it over her face, Maddie swatting it out of his hand and throwing it away herself, Hyunjin still laughing when she came back across the room.

They were always teasing each other like that.

Maddie sat close to Hyunjin in his bed, both still shirtless from the sex they’d had earlier, her bare arm pressed against his own as his laptop sat on his legs, their drama playing quietly.

She’d come by for some late night fun- something to ease her mind after such a stressful week- and Maddie should’ve left hours ago.

But Hyunjin had convinced her to stay again, reminding her there were only three episodes left of the drama he’d roped her into watching, and now they were on the last one, Maddie completely engrossed in the story, comfortable against him.

The finale was sad- heart-wrenching, really- not at all the ending she’d been expecting, and Maddie was surprised by the tears welling in her eyes, blinking fiercely.

She used the blanket around both of them to dab at her cheeks, and when Hyunjin turned to her- hair still sticking up in all directions- his eyes were a little glassy as well.

“Are you crying?” she teased, voice thick with her own tears.

“No-”

He sniffled, both of them laughing.

“I’m gonna tell everyone.”

Hyunjin sniffled again, smirking as he pushed his arm against her own.

“Go ahead,” he said with a shrug, turning back to the screen. “You were crying, too.”

Maddie grinned again, remembering how long they’d stayed up, discussing how much the ending sucked. She’d fallen asleep right in the middle of him talking, something he didn’t stop teasing her about the next morning, or even the next few days after…

“You look pretty smiley,” Lila remarked with a smirk.

“Shut up,” Maddie was laughing before she could help it, shaking her head with a heavy sigh.

“So, if Hyunjin is funny and you like spending time with him,” Lila began slowly. “Then why does he annoy the crap out of you?”

She looked away from Lila again, exhaling with a huff.

“He just-”

But how did she explain?

Hyunjin held the remote above his head just as Maddie was about to swipe it from him, smiling smugly at her.

“My hotel room, my choice of TV show-”

They were on a three day trip with the group in Thailand, and he’d asked her to come to his room for the night, the two of them having hooked up just a few hours ago.

Maddie was tired of whatever RomCom movie he had on, wanting to watch something else, but when she’d tried to change the channel, he’d gotten the remote before she could.

“How come that rule doesn’t apply when it’s my hotel room?” Maddie complained, making a swipe for the remote again and failing.

“Because we never stay in your hotel room.”

Hyunjin was taking great pleasure in teasing her, and Maddie was annoyed with him, sitting up more completely and grabbing for the remote for the third time.

He laughed, dodging away and losing his balance, falling to the mattress. Maddie fell with him, giggling despite herself, catching the fall with her palms, and landing on top of him.

Then she was frozen, her face so close to his, eyes wandering down every feature, stomach in knots.

And Hyunjin was looking at her as well- for a moment, seeming almost as captivated as she’d been- before he was smirking a little, a small flicker of purple in his eyes.

“This would be a lot easier if you’d just let me have the remote, Maddie.”

She rolled her eyes, remembering how he’d won.

How that stupid movie had been on all night and- even worse- Maddie had gotten into it, staying in his room to watch until the end…

Hyunjin just had a knack for always getting his way.

“We’re all set.”

Maddie looked up from her phone at the sound of Hyunjin’s voice, her eyes wide.

She’d been sitting on the cold stone bench at the subway station, desperately looking for a way to get all eight of them to Busan before 7:00 pm-

But she watched as he took a stack of tickets from behind him, fanning them out with a smug grin on his perfect face.

“What?” Changbin was shocked, getting closer to take a look. “But how did you get them?”

“I convinced her to let me buy them,” Hyunjin said with a shrug. “They were the last ones left for this subway.”

“Oh my god-”

Maddie was just so relieved, the words slipping from her lips before she could help it.

She really thought she’d just ruined everything when she’d messed up those tickets…

Standing from the bench, their eyes locked for a moment, and then-

“Thank you!”

She wrapped her arms around him in a spontaneous embrace.

Hyunjin chuckled close to her ear, hugging her back as Maddie’s cheek dropped to his shoulder on instinct.

“It wasn’t that hard,” he muttered. “I just asked if we could buy them so they wouldn’t lose money on unsold tickets-”

Maddie remembered when he’d said that so casually- like it was the easiest thing in the world to just charm the pants off of everyone- and how he’d made it sound like she should’ve done it, too…

How he’d told her he just knew how to talk to people and it wasn’t because he was so incredibly good-looking, no matter how many times throughout that subway ride she'd told him otherwise…

As usual, Hyunjin always thought he was right.

“I’m telling you, the guy from Reply 1997 was in Infinite.”

Maddie was indignant, making grilled cheese in the kitchen as Hyunjin leaned against the counter, shaking his head.

“No,” Hyunjin was already taking his phone out of the pocket of his jeans. “It was Block B.”

“Block B?” Maddie’s eyebrows furrowed, and she quickly checked the bread of her sandwich, making sure it wasn’t burning. “No- it’s definitely infinite. Woohyun!”

Hyunjin was concentrated, still typing on his phone as she turned around to look at him.

His face fell a little when he stopped scrolling.

“Okay, you’re right,” he said with a sigh. “It is Infinite…”

“Ha! See? You don’t know everything like you think you do!”

She was teasing of course, but Hyunjin had been arguing pretty fiercely with her about it-

“Yeah?”

He was suddenly smirking, turning his phone around so she could see, shaking it a little.

“Well, you don’t know as much as you think you do either, Maddie. His name is Hoya. Not Woohyun.”

She shook her head, remembering how annoyingly smug he’d been about that.

How she’d told him messing up the name wasn’t as bad as messing up the group, and they’d gotten so into that debate, she’d ended up burning her grilled cheese after all-

“He’s just so full of himself.”

Maddie finally found the words she was looking for, stuffing three chips in her mouth and chewing them fiercely, Lila laughing beside her.

“Bestie, I hate to break it to you, but he’s always been full of himself.”

Maddie swallowed quickly.

“And now you see my dilemma.”

“So you do have a dilemma.”

“Wha-”

“I thought there was no dilemma with Hyunjin. That you guys were just hanging out for stress relief.”

Maddie had walked right into this one, her mouth snapping closed.

They were just hanging out for stress relief.

Or…

Well.

She couldn’t help but think about it; how many times they’d been in one another’s bedrooms, hidden in closets, locked themselves up in bathrooms…

Kissing, yes; Touching, yes; Having sex, yes.

But also talking about their days, getting into shows, sometimes just reading webtoons together after a hookup, barely speaking, but so very comfortable together…

Was Maddie always stressed out every time she came to see him?

Was Hyunjin always worn out and in need of a feed every time he saw her?

Everyone was getting out of the car, Maddie lingering behind to finish an email to BamBam, telling the rest that she’d meet them inside.

Hyunjin had lingered behind too, saying something about needing to call his parents, and yet he hadn’t made any calls, Maddie glancing up when she was done with her email, raising her eyebrows at him.

“I thought you were calling your mom.”

But he just smiled- the softer, one-sided one she got sometimes from him, her heart skipping a beat in her chest- and then he was leaning forward, pressing his lips against hers.

An immediate heat was spreading across her cheeks, Maddie’s eyes slipping closed automatically, heart pounding against the walls of her chest, Hyunjin’s hand sliding casually up her side.

When they broke for air she was pulling back to look at him, feeling surprised.

“What was that for?”

But he just grinned playfully, leaning close again, lips centimeters from her own.

“I just wanted to.”

Maddie didn’t have time to ask what that meant, Hyunjin already kissing her again, hand running further up her shirt.

And when their lips moved together, there was a certain feeling to it Maddie couldn’t explain; her head going fuzzy, throat tight, air caught in her lungs.

Her fingers threaded through his hair and Hyunjin’s breath hitched, sending a spark through her system-

“Maybe we should just stay out here for a minute.”

His words were breathy and whispered in the little space between them, Maddie wrapping her arms around his neck as she smiled.

“So basically you just want me to yourself.”

She was mostly joking, and he laughed softly, his hot breath against her mouth almost more than she could take-

“Yeah sure,” he muttered, already coming to kiss her again, fingers now curling a bit, holding her waist in the best of ways. “Think whatever you want.”

Maddie hadn’t known what was to come.

That they’d be making out in the back of the SUV, his leg lodged between her own, moving against her, their breathing a little too loud for the complete quiet of the car.

Maddie holding him, never feeling like he was close enough when they were like this, Hyunjin’s heavy exhales against her parted lips, the two of them getting so lost in each other…

And while that had always been the point- while it’d always been so easy to forget about the real world when they were together…

Neither of them had been stressed or in need of anything when that’d happened.

Maddie swallowed hard, realizing the lines were starting to blur…

There was a lot less “This is to take the edge off” and a lot more “I just like the way this feels”.

She shook her head quickly, a strange twist in her chest as she bit her lip, feeling anxious as she looked at Lila.

“Honestly…” Maddie said, sighing heavily. “I really don’t know anymore.”

To Be Continued...

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candiedsour · 3 years

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How Genshin Impact characters would react to someone flirting with you || (Mondstadt)

Hey everyone! I'll be doing these for the characters in Genshin Impact! There will be 3 parts, this one is for Mondstadt, the second one will be on Liyue and the third one will be on the other nations (〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃), although Liyue wil most likely have 2 or more parts because I have a lot of characters I'd love to do and unfortunately, I do not have enough time to write of all of them in a day ಥ‿ಥ

-a very much sleepy E

Characters included- Diluc, Kaeya, Albedo, Jean, Lisa

Heancannons

Diluc 🍷🍇

He's secure with your relationship enough to not be ticked off by some random clueless stranger at the bar

Still keeps an eye on you two to make sure the other person doesn't step over the line

If staring doesn't help and the person steps over the line he'd drop whatever he was doing and come over to resolve the situation

The person you were talking to leaned in closer and tried to press his lips against your face.

Since his breath reeked of alcohol and you did what any sensible person would do, put one of your hands up to your nose to cover it.

Diluc notices this immediately and started walking over to you two.

"Do we have a problem here?"

The dude who tried to kiss you nearly shat their pants after seeing Diluc and left before he could even adress them.

"Do not trouble yourself about him y/n. The next time he comes he will be paying 500 mora for assult and he will be apologizing to you in person. "

Kaeya 🥂🏴‍☠️

As much as he flirts with other girls he hates it when he sees someone being a little too close for comfort with you (Hypocrite, I know)

He's not insecure (Obviously) but seeing you with someone else just makes him want to drop kick whoever it is that you're talking to

People would normally don't attempt to flirt with you because they know that you're dating the Calvary Captain but there's ways an occasional traveler who has no idea how things work around Mondstadt

"Did it hurt when you fell from Celestia? Because your beauty is out of this world."

You awkwardly giggle, trying not to cringe. Lord Barbatos knows how long it has been since somebody other than Kaeya had tried to flirt with you.

"It was nice meeting you, but I have some work to finish at the Headquarters." You blurted out as a ditch attempt to get away.

Though, much to your dismay; the daring traveler grabbed your wrist and pulled you back to him.

"Damn, that's harsh. Not even a kiss goodbye, beautiful?"

You desperately pushed yourself away from him, obviously trying to get away.

Some people have started staring at you two by now and your face was red and tears were threatening to spill out of your eyes.

Luckily for you, Kaeya was amongst the staring people and had started walking towards you two.

Cryo vision at the ready.

Kaeya pulled you away from the traveler to behind him.

The atmosphere around him felt cold and threatening. Like that of the storm that once loomed over Mondstadt.

"Greetings from the Knights of Favonious kind Sir, we received a notice that a new Traveler came into the city and we need you at the Headquarters to confirm some... things with you." He informed the traveler with a fake cheery tone.

Even if you couldn't see his face you could sense his signature sadistic smirk by the aura that was surrounding him.

"I didn't do anything to him. He's just a little cold! That's why he's shivering. Isn't that right Traveler?"

Albedo 👨‍🔬📝

He's always busy with lab work, so he's not going to let anyone ruin anything on the rare occasions that you two go out

Always straight to the point

Since he's the Head Alchemist at the Knights of Favonious, he knows he isn't going to get into much trouble if he just decides to give the other person a taste of his punch

He usually wouldn't resort to such 'violent' actions on your date but if the other person is asking for it he knows you don't mind

"This one is on me." The waiter at Good Hunter said with a wink as he put some wolf hook juice in front of you on the table.

You shifted in your seat and Albedo instantly noticed your discomfort.

"We appreciate the gift but, can you please give this to another table? " Albedo stated as he glared at the waiter.

"Not even a thank you from the lady? " The waiter asked in a disappointed tone.

You both knew the waiter wasn't going to drop it so you and Albedo left and had a picnic on Starsnatch Cliff.

Honestly, you both enjoyed the cliff better and it became one of your favorite dating spots.

"This scenery is almost as beautiful as you, my love."

Jean 🐢👑

Jean is basically second Diluc

Doesn't mind if anyone flirts with you, but will step in if she sees that you are uncomfortable

Being Acting Grandmaster has its privileges (not that she'd actually use them, she just threatens people with it.)

"Come on babygirl, not even a kiss?" The creep said as you fastened your pace.

In your honest opinion, 7 am in the morning is way too f-ing early to be dealing with creeps.

If the creep wasn't as drunk as he was right now, he would probably have noticed that you were walking towards the Knights' Headquarters.

He didn't really realise where he was until he saw Jean herself standing next to you.

Almost instantly, he sobered up. He apologized to both you and Jean.

Even if his apologies didn't save him from spending the whole day in jail, the month of community service and 500 Mora fine Jean sentenced him, they were appreciated (kind of.)

"Following a woman around while making offensive remarks is a very serious offense, even though it was at 7 am in the morning while you were drunk. Although I can let you off the hook if y/n here agrees with letting you go with no punishment whatsoever. "

Lisa 📖💜

She's the same as Jean and Diluc

The only difference is that she'd use her vision to electrocute and humiliate the person in public

You don't really meet creeps because of this

Lisa's method of getting rid of creeps is amazing.

You thought to yourself as you relished in the fact that it's been a whole month since you've last seen a creep come up to you.

You walk by the tavern, getting stares from drunk men. But most of them adverted their gaze once they realized who you were.

For those who didn't, their friends or anyone from a table nearby would chuck their gaze to their feet and tell them the supposed 'rumours' of Lisa using her vision on anyone who looked at you funny.

"See? I told you shocking them would work. Honestly, I should do it to every creep in Mondstadt. "

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Stormstar's Family

Maybe I'll write this story out, maybe I won't but since Bluestar's Prophecy, Redtail's Debt and Crookedstar's Promise all happen at the same time, I feel the need to get a general plot together behind what was happening in all three of those books.

The first of these bullet point rewrites will be Stormstar's Family.

-He still breaks his jaw obviously but he's never renamed "Crookedkit." Only his birth mother Rainflower calls him that because she's an abusive bitch.

-Oakpaw becomes the Golden Child. He can do no wrong and Stormpaw can do no right. Everything Stormpaw does is somehow connected to Oakpaw- his achievements are overshadowed and his failures are harshly lambasted. This drives a wedge between the brothers as Oakpaw doesn't understand what wrong.

-Stormkit begins seeing Mapleshade in the In Between. At first she's going to let him die- thinks that as Appledusk's grandson he deserves it. But then she remembers her kits drowning- remembers seeing her former clanmate watch them drown. She can't do it and she leads Stormkit back to his body and to safety.

-Stormkit keeps appearing to Mapleshade in his dreams and she keeps reluctantly helping him- seeing her own kits in him. When he confesses that Rainflower had rejected him for 'being ugly' she gets angry, she tells him a mother never rejects her kits- just handles them. She decides in that moment that she'd care for him.

-Stormpaw begins growing distant from his mother, brother and a bit from his father. But then one day, Shellheart tells him the story that his mother had told him- it was the story of Mapleshade. A cat who was cast from ThunderClan, lost her kits and then his mother's mother mated to her mate who turned her away, facing little consequences.

-Stormpaw confronts Mapleshade about the story and Mapleshade unloads the entire thing on him- then she makes him promise to be loyal to RiverClan. That her entire life was ruined just because she broke that one rule.

-Stormpaw continues fighting with Oakpaw, culminating in them getting into a screaming match that ends with Stormpaw denouncing Rainflower as a mother because she never cared about him once he broke his jaw.

-Oakheart and Stormdrift don't speak to each other for a bit. During which, Oakheart who's falling for Bluedawn is called out by her for being a bad brother. Points out that their mother had abused Stormdrift since he broke his jaw and it's no wonder that Stormdrift doesn't care about her like Oakheart does. Meanwhile Stormdrift was made deputy of RiverClan.

-Oakheart eventually comes clean to Stormdrift about Bluedawn and apologizes for never standing up for him against their mother. Stormdrift jokes that he likes Bluedawn for making him see sense. Seeing how happy Oakheart is with Bluedawn, he wonders about Mapleshade and wavers with his promise.

-Eventually, Bluedawn is forced to give up her kits and Mossdapple dies. He sees the anguish in Bluedawn who can't even grief her kit's death properly because no one knows Mossdapple was hers. Stormstar concludes that Mapleshade was right.

-He does his level best to quietly dissuade Graystripe and Silverstream from meeting but they keep getting together. When Silverstream starts kitting, Stormstar is alerted by Mapleshade that he needs to take his medic and get to the Stepping Stones right away. He does as told and finds Spottedleaf and Mistlepaw struggling desperately to save his daughter's life.

-His medic steps in and manages to do so with the aid of the ThunderClan cats. Graystripe stays in ThunderClan but Stormstar agrees to let him visit his kits at Sunningrocks as soon as they're old enough.

-When Stormstar falls asleep, he meets Mapleshade one last time. This time, instead of being in the In Between, they're in Meadow and her appearance has changed. She explains that she'd grown to love him as a son, that he was the universe giving her a second chance to be a mother. When she saw Silverstream suffering, she knew she couldn't just let her die. By releasing her resentment, her hatred and understanding her actions, Mapleshade was allowed into The Meadow.

-She introduces him to her kits which has come to reunite with her when she stepped across the border. Stormstar also temporarily reunites with his mate and their deceased kits who Mapleshade had brought along. She then explains that this'll likely be their last encounter until he dies. Mapeshade wants to spend time with her kits and Stormstar needs to live in the present. Additional Notes:

** Rainflower went to the In Between when she died and encountered Appledusk who dwelled there himself. He never confronted Mapleshade after she died and they both spent most of their afterlife growling and hissing at each other but never actually fighting. While Mapleshade had been spending time with Stormdrift, he was spending time with Rainflower.

He came to realize that he wanted to be nothing like this molly who made so many mistakes but never really suffered from them or even admitted that she made them.

While he's not sure he'll forgive Mapleshade for attacking his new mate and kits, he's now mature enough to admit that he should've stuck up for her- that they made their mistakes together as that he'd been cowardly when he allowed her to be the only one punished.

**Rainflower never admitted that the way she treated her son was wrong and found herself bound to the Caverns for her actions. She only realized she was wrong when she tried to greet Oakheart in the Meadow, seeing him pass by. He regarded her coolly and confronted her about how she treated his brother. Despite this, she never admitted she was wrong.

**When Reedshine's kits were old enough to understand what happened, her kits temporarily shunned her. They struggled with what happened- demanding to know how she could possibly be with a cat who threw their mate under a boar- how could she let a grieving mother be kicked out? Reedshine was allowed into the Meadow upon her death but she deliberately sought out Mapleshade on the edges of the In Between.

Once Mapleshade started becoming a better cat, they started talking and though there's still a bit of bitterness by both mollies, they've come to understand each other. They fully reconciled when Mapleshade's kits confessed that Reedshine had been looking after them until she was able to cross into the Meadow themselves.

-- **Though Mapleshade had released a lot of pain and resentment from her heart, she lives in the RiverClan section of the Meadow unable to forgive her past clanmates for allowing her and her young kits to be exiled.

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Polin Week Day 4: Prompt - Jealousy

Touching A Live Wire

After dragging Colin by the arm through her and Eloise's flat with one hand, Penelope slams the door behind them with the other.

She folds her arms across her chest and looks him in the eye for the first time since they left her work party early. He'd looked apologetic, following her wordlessly to the car and remaining silent during the entire drive to the flat.

"You have five seconds to apologize."

Colin sighs, rubbing his eyes with the heels of his palms. "Penelope, this is a misunderstanding."

"Five," she starts counting.

"I didn't mean to say it that loud!"

Penelope's lips curl further in anger. "Four."

"Wait, let me explain why I—."

"Three," she interrupts, tapping her foot loudly on the floor.

Colin tilts his head at her. "Pen, this is ridiculous."

"Two."

"Can't we just sit down and—." Pen opens her mouth, her lips forming the word one, but Colin looks alarmed and puts his hands out to stop her. "Fine, you're right. I'm sorry!"

Penelope breathes in relief. Despite the show she just put on, she didn't know what she would've done if she'd reached one. With Penelope's grade three students, she'd send them to the principal's office or write their names in the infraction book. But, Penelope didn't think those forms of punishment would've worked with Colin.

She moves her hands to her hips, pinning her gaze on him. "Sorry about what?"

"I'm sorry that I got a bit carried away."

"A bit carried away?" Penelope scoffs, causing him to flinch in guilt. "Colin, you yelled at my co-worker, "Penelope is too good for you," and then proceeded to knock over the punch bowl!"

"In my defense, whoever placed it there did a poor job. It was teetering on the edge of the table."

Penelope's jaw clenches. "I placed it on the table."

Colin's eyes go wide, adorably so, which she could appreciate more if she weren't so angry at him.

Well, she still does appreciate it a little. She's human, after all.

"Oh, then it was a lovely job!" Colin exclaims, trying to cover himself. "Perfect placement, angels in heaven would want you to be on punchbowl duty at every party."

"You think angels have parties?"

"No, of course not, but they host them. Can you imagine parties in heaven? Unlimited food, great entertainment, and you could dance with Pablo Picasso and Prince at the same time."

"You really think Picasso and Prince would run in the same social circles in—hey, don't distract me," she interrupts herself, pointing accusingly at him while biting back a grin. "I'm mad at you."

Colin takes a step forward, beginning to smirk. "Then why are you smiling?"

"It's an annoying side effect of being around you," Penelope explains grumpily. "But, I'm still angry."

Colin deflates. "I know. You should be angry at me." He begins to pace, making Penelope worry that he's going to slip as she and Eloise just polished the floor yesterday. "I was way out of line. I shouldn't have yelled at your co-worker. It was disrespectful."

Penelope exhales, her anger beginning to fade, but confusion still causing her head to ache.

"I don't understand. Why did you yell that at him? And why did you spend the whole evening scowling at him and steering me away from him the entire time?"

Colin doesn't respond, looking down at his shoes. His behavior worries her, as Colin's never been one to avoid telling her something. His eyes are always open, full of honesty and understanding. But lately, they've been clouded.

The clouds are unsettling. Penelope misses the sun's warmth, and she can't take the chill anymore, especially because she doesn't know what prompted the weather change.

"You've been so unlike you the past few weeks," Penelope quickly says before she loses her nerve. "You've been off ever since he started working with me at the beginning of this month."

Colin shifts his feet. "No, I haven't."

"Yes, you have! Whenever I bring him up, you completely shut me out, you've avoided my attempts for you to meet him, and I caught you rolling your eyes when I was talking to him on the phone," she lists, furrowing her eyebrows. "What do you have against him?"

"Nothing."

"Colin, tell me."

He shrugs but with tense shoulders. "There's nothing to tell."

Penelope presses on, taking a step closer. "Obviously, you have something against him."

"No, I don't," he says, taking a step back.

She steps forward, feeling a rook on a chessboard that's slowly advancing on his pawn as he moves it backward one square at a time.

"Be honest."

"I am."

"No, you're not. I know you well enough to know when you're lying."

"Penelope…"

"Please, Colin, just tell me what's really got you so—."

"He's into you!" Colin blurts out.

Penelope freezes, her rook stopping one square before her victory.

Colin grimaces at himself, taking a deep breath as if his words knocked the wind out of him.

"What?"

"He's into you," Colin repeats, his voice quieter than before. "I don't like the way he looks at you. He obviously wants something more than friendship."

Penelope knows she shouldn't, but she laughs. "That's absurd."

Colin's expression drops even further, beginning to frown. "Why is that absurd? "

"Because it's me. Why would he be interested in me?"

"Why wouldn't he be?"

Penelope narrows her eyes at him. "Colin, don't play dumb."

"I'm not. You're the one that's playing dumb."

"Excuse me?"

"Pen, you're intelligent, beautiful, funny, and kind," Colin describes, slowly raising his hands and placing them on her arms. There's something in his eyes as he speaks so vehemently, a gleam that sends a thrill through her body. "You're the perfect package. Who wouldn't want you?"

Something in his words causes her to pause, reassessing the entire evening. Once she does, seeing a supercut of Colin's reactions towards her co-worker and his behavior around the two of them, her mind reaches one conclusion—a conclusion which quickens her heartbeat.

However, it also inspires a newfound sense of motivation to stop tiptoeing at the edge of the cliff she's been on for years.

But, she has to make sure Colin is truly standing on the same cliff as her before jumping.

Penelope swallows nervously. "Alright, let's say you're right and that I'm the perfect package—."

"You are."

"Ok, let's say that I am," Penelope agrees, taking a deep breath before crafting her following words. "So, why shouldn't he like me?"

"It's not that he shouldn't like you because, of course, he should. But—he shouldn't," Colin blabbers, getting a cute crinkle in between his brows as he struggles to explain himself adequately, which only fuels her wonderful but terrifying theory. "Because… he's—that guy is not right for you. "

Penelope inches closer, so her chest brushes against his body. He intakes a sharp breath, and she has to restrain herself from doing the same thing, knowing the gravity of this moment—of getting this exactly right.

"But I'm the perfect package, so I'm perfect for him, right?"

"No—I mean, yes, he'd be lucky to have you. But that doesn't mean you should be with him." His eyes flicker to her chest, and back up at her eyes, and back to his shoes, his face becoming more red with each passing second. "He—he has a horrible laugh, he likes Star Trek over Star Wars, and he took way more than his share of the cheese platter—."

"Those reasons are inconsequential. You know they are."

Colin opens his mouth, but nothing comes out. So, Penelope raises one of her hands, moving up his arm and to his neck.

The path of Penelope's fingertips creates a live wire, causing his skin to brim with electricity everywhere she touches. But, it doesn't shock her. Instead, she's part of the electrical current and feels a hum of energy in her palm that his touch provides.

"So, there must be another reason you don't want me to be with him," Penelope continues, forcing her voice not to shake. "Right?"

"No," he shakes his head after a few beats.

She bites her lip, trying to hold on to hope. "Really, there's not one reason?"

"Um…no?"

Penelope sighs, dropping her hands from his neck, feeling stupid. How foolish was she to think ahead of herself like this? Clearly, Colin's answer was not what she predicted. Just like always, she got carried away in romantic notions, as she always seemed to, when Colin’s around.

"Ok," she says, clearing her throat. Colin frowns at the sudden distance, but Penelope can't see his expression as she's closing her eyes to try and banish the inclination to cry. "I know, it's been a long day, so let's forget it. I think I should—."

Penelope doesn't get to answer. Because, suddenly, Colin swoops forward, his hands cupping her cheeks and his lips crashing onto hers.

If touching his skin created a live wire, kissing Colin makes a high electricity voltage, one strong enough to power an entire city.

Colin's lips brush against her softly, but there's a desperate edge to it, one akin to the desperation she feels as she clutches the collar of his jacket and pulls him closer.

When Colin breaks apart for a breath, he rests his forehead on hers.

"I was jealous," he whispers.

Penelope pulls her head back a little so that she can meet his eyes. "What?"

"That's why I didn't want you to be with him, because I want you to be with me," Colin confesses, pursing his lips. "I know that's immature. I'm sorry. You should be with whoever you want to be with, even if it's not me. It's my fault that I was too much of a coward until—Ow!" He abruptly yelps, looking down at his arm, which Penelope just pinched. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," Penelope ducks her head, the corners of her lips twitching into a smile. "I was just checking to make sure you weren't an illusion."

Colin smiles in the incandescent way that made Penelope fall in love with him in the first place. He tips her chin up, forcing her to meet his bright eyes filled with an emotion that wraps around her heart and squeezes it.

"I'm real, I'm very much real," Colin assures, his thumb skimming her cheek. "I'll prove it to you."

He closes the distance between them again. But, Penelope is the one to deepen the kiss. She feels a wave of heat run through her at Colin's moan. Also, she experiences a surge of confidence, proud that she was the one to elicit such a glorious sound.

Penelope wraps her arms around her neck, finding it slightly annoying that he's so tall, as she has to lean up on her toes to kiss him. Colin must sense her struggle, quickly amending the issue by swiftly raising her into the air.

But, as her legs sweep up as she's taken into his arms, she accidentally kicks the bowl that holds her and Eloise's apartment keys off of the table.

It crashes loudly onto the floor, the ceramic breaking into multiple tiny pieces.

Colin and Penelope's lips break from each other's, looking down at the mess near her feet. Then, for a moment, neither of them say anything, only staring at the floor.

"Well…at least there was no punch in there this time," Colin says, sidestepping the broken pieces of the bowl.

Penelope laughs, smiling against his lips as she pulls him in for another kiss.

While she has a lot of explaining to do about the dramatic scene the two of them caused when she shows up at work tomorrow and will have to answer Eloise about the broken bowl, she can't find it in herself to care.

When he opens his eyes briefly, looking at her and moving a strand of hair behind her ear, she no longer sees clouds. Instead, she only sees the sun, and she wants to bask in its glow forever.

Penelope knows how idealistic that thought is, but as Colin begins kissing down her neck after moving them to the couch, she thinks it's quite a reasonable notion.

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toujoursmiraculous · 3 years

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Thoughts & Reaction to EPHEMERAL

Well, my throat hurts from all the screaming. It's another long one, probably the longest I've ever written, with pictures, just a heads up! But you probably already expected as much lol. Opening scenes, so Gabriel can actually hear a person's negative emotions, like their crying or their words of anger? Wow. How can you hear your son cry in Glaciator 2 and still do what you do?! Gabriel messes with his ring as he's giving orders to Adrien, yes, but there's also another constant in such cases: Emilie. He's getting desperate to akumatize Bob Roth and while he's thinking of doing that, he messes with his ring because it's this much closer he's coming to bringing her back to him. "Honor my work and the memory of your mother." Instant guilt. Do you think Adrien would hesitate to do what he's told after that? Because I sure don't! That reporter is horrible, I can't believe she'd talk about his mom like that, what is wrong with her?! "All my father has done, he did it for her." *cuts to akuma attack* Oh Adrien, you don't know the half of it. Good lord. The poor boy has to have someone watching him, talking into his ear, when he does these kinds of events. Ugh that makes me feel so gross.

Okay, who's driving the fire truck? Answer: Purple Tigress! In Ladybug's vision, she's looking around for what to do. All the highlighted people have a role we see (Viperion and Carapace on the truck, Polymouse the distraction, Vesperia and her Venom. But no Purple Tigress who was also highlighted, so she's the driver! In case anyone wanted to know c: Viperion having to keep doing the codes over and over omg that'd be awful. At least it was only 100 tries (poor Adrien and his 25,319 times 🥲) Of all the people Ladybug was with when Su Han showed up, it's great it was Luka! (now he also has to see what she puts up with) "What if he's doing whatever he wants with it, acting like Shadowmoth?" I mean... he did use it to destroy billboards, does transform to get out of the house and see the people and all that stuff, but like... nothing bad? Su Han: You have to know his identity! Me: So I see you don't know about Chat Blanc yet. But seriously, I actually agree with him. She does need to know him. This episode showed as much, and things could always get worse than that. But that's all, he does not need to know about her. Not until Shadowmoth is no longer Shadow/Hawk Moth/any Miraculous. Luka: As long as (Shadowmoth) doesn't know who you are, you're not of interest to him! Marinette: Exactly... but if we need to, a superhero can know the identity of Chat Noir...or mine, but not both! Luka who knows both: 😬Well that's not good... At this point in time, Luka already knows. And Luka even said himself, why doesn't he just go himself? She said Chat Noir would only tell her, but I bet that's not true. Luka could go to him and just tell him he knows already, but Ladybug can't know that and that she sent him to ask about it and why. It'd be perfectly fine that way. Obviously, if we had that, we wouldn't have an episode. So we need to take from what we do see this episode, and learn what the problems are in this situation. "But not both" ding ding ding, oh, if only you stuck to this later on this episode! Ladybug and Viperon are so cute, I love them as friends. x3 Kind of awkward though when Luka's kind of spying on Marinette talking with Adrien and he knows it the entire time. 😂 Chat Noir: Oh no, she wants to talk to me. She's probably going to be so mad that I didn't show up! Ladybug: I need to talk to Chat Noir to find out his identity, something he's always wanted. He sure didn't see that coming! Meanwhile, during their conversation, Luka's like HURRY UP, TIME'S RUNNING OUT! Chat Noir: I am... Adrien Agreste. Ladybug:

"Yeah, and I'm Audrey Bourgeois! You couldn't be more different!" You totally nailed it, Ladybug! lol "....Plagg, claws in." That beat of silence kills me. 🤣 Ladybug: I can't know who Chat Noir is, we have to erase me knowing. Also Ladybug, finds out he's Adrien: Nope, nevermind, I'm not forgetting this! Luka: I hope she knows what she's doing. Well, she did. Until she revealed herself. "I'm Ma-Ma-Ma-" nice shout-out to her "I'm ma-ma-madly clumsy!" scene in S1! Also her eye twitching when she says it. XD I love how Adrien is like oh don't worry, just tell me when you're comfortable! Like BOY I LOVE YOU, YOU PRECIOUS CINNAMON ROLL! So sweet and understanding to his Lady awwww x3 "So... you know who I am, and where I live..." "Uhh, I have to go and think. See you later!" 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Adrien, you were not just about to suggest that she comes visits you now. Oh my gosh! This. This is her face when she's leaving.

"As long as he doesn't know who I am, it's okay! I'll do everything I can to keep it that way." This was true. Things were fine. And then she did what she knew she shouldn't and exposed herself! Do I blame her? Nope, not at all. Do I blame him? No, he was in his own room thinking that he could say what he wanted to his girlfriend. I mean, he's been able to avoid being caught as being Chat Noir so far, right? But what if the reason Gabriel went in Adrien's room is because he can sense he's super happy now? Is what keeps Gabriel away from him his sadness? x.x "You can openly show your love for Adrien!" "It's not that simple, Tikki. I'm in love with Adrien, but I don't love Chat Noir." Okay Marinette, so all the looks you've given him when you think he's not looking over the seasons, the flirting back, the anger you feel when you think he loves someone else and not you anymore, the jealousy you've felt since season 1 of Chat Noir gets close to some other girl... what's all that? Friends don't react that way about friends. It's amusing Marinette having to come to terms with the idea that the boy she loves is the boy she has been saying she doesn't love, and doesn't know what to do. But she's like, I don't even know what to think at this point. Meanwhile he's literally climbing and bouncing around the walls all over his room with excitement lol "She's going to get to know the real me!" She already knows Adrien fairly well. xD Ms. Bustier: Can you tell me who wrote 'I am a cat' ADRIEN YOU CAN'T BE OUTING YOURSELF NOW THAT LADYBUG KNOWS YOU DORK! "Meow meow!" Seriously, I'd like to think this is just Marinette's mind thinking these things, but it actually looks like it's really Adrien. And the look on her face in that moment is priceless, like "What have I done."

Honestly I feel like it must be such a shock. In her mind, she saw them as completely different people. Struggled so much to tell Adrien her feelings who behaved one way (who Adrien says himself is the real him. I think he's just a mix of both, like is the same with Ladybug and Marinette). Then when she's Ladybug she's dealt with all sorts of issues and things with Chat Noir that are entirely different from Adrien. Now suddenly, she has to get used to the idea that these two very different boys are actually the same. *runs into Adrien* "Sorry, I'm so uncomfortable... uh, I mean clumsy! Very clumsy." awww it's like Origins again! Love the throwback. But poor Marinette's seeing him acting like Chat in her mind (I love the filter to emphasize this) and after that she just can't deal and runs away. XD The way he gets up and throws his hands out to his side like "what did I do?!" cracks me up! Poor boy doesn't understand but dang lololol

I'm so glad Luka knows. Obviously, him knowing saved everything, but she also has things she can talk about with him that she can't with Alya. Tikki suggested talking to her about Adrien being Chat Noir, and Marinette knew she couldn't. So the next day, it's Luka that comes to her seeing her distraught and knows exactly what's wrong. "I'm under the impression that you don't hear the same song anymore when you look at Adrien." "Luka, have you ever thought you knew a person, and discovered that they had an unimaginable secret?" "Yes." "And has it not completely changed the way you see them? Because they are not the person that you knew anymore." "No, quite the opposite! After the surprise, it allowed me to get to know them better! And to love them even more..." I like this. He's pretty much helping her see the situation from a different perspective, one that she's still too stuck in that "surprise" stage to see. Now she gets to get over that stage and help her really see, thanks to Luka. Also the fact that based on this, you get the sense of she knows he knows, but they won't speak about it. Which I honestly really like, it kind of shows their deep level of understanding between them. I feel bad for Luka but there's nothing that can be done and he knows that.

Do you have to hurt me like this, writers of Miraculous? Ladynoir has been my favorite side of the ship of for the past 4 years. Chat Blanc had adorable Adrienette and a Marichat scene which I loved, but not really any solid Ladynoir. Then we get this! But what happens? It gets taken away because she had to reveal herself too even though she said she shouldn't. Dx To think we could've had episodes with these soft Ladybug-looking-at-Chat-Noir looks for awhile 😭It's like here, she's kind of able to blend Chat Noir and Adrien together and realize that she loves both. (I still think she's going to have to know by season's end anyway, based on the finale synopsis. By then, maybe something will change so she sees Chat differently due to Chat's efforts. So I just need to be patient a bit longer.) Ahem. Welp, I'm Adrien Agreste. Famous model. Images are all over Paris with my face on it, and I even just had a press conference where everyone was watching me. I'm supposed to be in my room right now, but my dad doesn't know that I'm not, as I sneaked out of my room to be Chat Noir. It's also nighttime, when I'm really not supposed to be outside and am likely to be seen with photos taken of me. But I'mma detransform and walk home, that sounds like a good idea! 👍 Seriously what in the world is that boy thinking in this moment?! When Adrien called Ladybug "m'lady" she knew she had to say something and was ready. Awwww but darn it Ladybug you know better than this! You might be ready, but the situation isn't ready yet! Blushing Adrien kills me oh my gosh! He didn't even blush at all in Chat Blanc! Now he's a blushing mess and I've been waiting for this for so long since it's always Marinette that blushes like crazy and I wanted it to be reciprocated! Why would you give this to us and then take it away?! Why?! AND THE ACTUAL HEARTBEAT! He's in such shock! He doesn't even know what to say, just freezes in place with his jaw dropped and his face as red as Nathaniel's hair! "Well... say something!" *silence and he looks like a deer in the headlights* Awww poor boy, at least Marinette's had a few days to process. He's like what is even happening right now it's her. But now she's shy because she's worried the silence means disappointment. :c "I just discovered that one of my best friends is the one that I love and admire more than anything in the world!" Awwww one of his best friends, that's so sweet x3 And it's so weird how this feels like one of Marinette's fantasies (like the one in Glaciator 2) only it's actually real. I don't know about you, but I'm really glad they went for a hug here instead of a kiss. It feels more slow that way, more realistic. In Chat Blanc, we were supposed to feel like some time had passed from them getting together, to Chat Blanc's akumatization. This time, this covered more of how Ladybug views and thinks of Chat Noir and Adrien being the same person, and what would cause her knowing him first to end badly. And in this case, it's not her knowing him that's bad, but her deciding to go against revealing herself because she knows who he is. Obviously, them dating would have to wait until Gabriel's not Shadow Moth anymore, but her knowing is super important for attacks and other situations. One of their problems is, when they both know, it clouds their judgement for some things, because they're too happy to think straight. xD

The way these two act is actually pretty telling. While the situation itself with them feels right (or right enough) based on how it's handled, especially in comparison to Chat Blanc, it still feels off. Like something's missing here. And then the way their Kwamis are, you just know this still isn't the right time.

Adrien: I'm so HAPPY and in love. Hearing this novel is so wonderful! Marinette: I'm so tired I just want to sleep right now when will this class end. Lol But awww the note passing is so adorable x3 The one disappointment I have is Alya and Nino not looking over like WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED but I mean, maybe we'll get that when we really have this moment. 🥲 Their. Phone. Conversation. Felt. So. Natural. And. CUTE! Oh gosh please please please, give us this for real soon. 😭 I think 5 years is long enough to wait. But I have to keep reminding myself that with each one of these what-ifs, you notice the situation gets better for them. And I think we're almost there. (I'll have a separate post about this in just a bit!) Also he's still blushing. He blushes like crazy every time he's around Marinette now. There was never a situation where he blushed like that around Ladybug or Marinette, and now here we are. Every scene he's blushing! x3 Okay what if: Marinette was the one to hang up instead of Adrien. Except, Gabriel still would know that somethings up with them and we'd probably get a close repeat Chat Blanc situation where he'd force her to break up with him. But maybe that time would be different since they both know about each other and would hopefully be more likely to communicate. Maybe. But this was probably the best scenario from the second Gabriel walked in that door and overheard. :/ Has he ever heard of knocking? Makes you wonder why he went in there originally though, doesn't it? If he sensed Adrien's feelings and wanted to know why he was so happy, that sucks. The animation in this episode is amazing and I'm loving the details. Like how Adrien just woke up so he's moving kind of sluggish and not fully aware yet. Adrien found out his mom's just lying there in an unknown state one second, then the next he finds out his dad is Shadow Moth. And no Ladybug there to be any kind of comfort this time. Thank goodness he akumatized him as Adrien and not Chat Noir. Here we are, seeing that zoom-in of Shadow Moth playing with his ring (that's not actually there, but just shows a force of habit). He does that whenever he thinks of Emilie, and a lot of the time that's when he's akumatizing someone or is about to akumatize someone. Like in his subconscious, it's his way of thinking "I almost have you back." In Mega Leech, he does that when Adrien ruined his plans. We all know Gabriel doesn't do anything, especially anything major, without it being a huge Shadow Moth scheme to try to get their Miraculous. And Mega Leech was not part of that plan. Adrien blew it for him, so he's thinking "I could've had you back had it succeeded." There's also something really significant with the rings we still don't know. As Amelie said, "Those jewels have always been in the Graham de Vanily family, not the Agrestes." Not to mention, he did have his ring stolen off his hand, I imagine something special like that, and having the last one, would cause a person to me more conscious of it to make sure it's still there. WOO PLAGG! He tried to Cataclysm Shadowmoth I'm so proud lol I LOVE THAT LUKA JUST KNOWS EVERYTHING OKAY 😭 I adore Luka. I love their friendship, it's just so sweet, caring, and it saved the world. What more could you want from a friendship? The animation when she's screaming "no" and wiggling around trying to break free O.o who animated this episode? I really want to know, it looks so good! Chat Blanc: Yeets Chat Noir across Paris into the Eiffel Tower. Ephemeral: Yeets Marinette across the room. Can this man stop yeeting these kids like that? Dude. I don't care if you think you're getting your new reality or whatever, the fact you think that's makes it okay.... x.x Luka bursting into the bakery is one of the best scenes this show has ever had. Joan of Arc? Interesting! I wonder if she went back to her own time after that and thought about this weird other Bug holder lol Chat Noir, why are you so shocked Viperion detransformed into Luka. You were the one to suggest him in the first place. 😂I guess it's the shock

of seeing someone detransform in front of him like that? It's amazing what Adrien would do for Plagg. When he has to eat that cheese, he acts like he's holding back throwing up omg poor boy "Chat, chat, CHAT CHAT !" This...this is beautiful. 👏👏👏 "It's very pretty! What was that?" I- This scene is one of my favorites of all-time. Not even joking. "What did you want to talk about, back on the Eiffel Tower?" "Ah! Nothing important. Let's keep falling." ":(" So um. That felt weird. Not sure if it's in a "foreshadowing that it's actually very important that that conversation takes place again, only later on" way or if it's a "I'm not even important enough for her to talk to me about something that seems urgent...:c" way. Ugh. The Ladybug and Su Han pound it is adorable and I love their bond being better, especially after losing Master Fu. But I really don't think he was wrong in this case. At least, she really does need to know. The situation they saw that day proves as much. Imagine something worse than that coming up? Like she said, she just couldn't let him know about her until Shadow Moth or any variants of him are no more. Overall I absolutely loved this episode, no question. Obviously very sad the reveal(s) and all didn't stick but now I feel like seeing awkward Marinette around Adrien and Adrien acting all casual with her just doesn't feel right anymore (I watched Felix and a part of Mega Leech to touch on parts of this post.) It felt super weird to see them not acting like they were here to me. Which I think goes to show how well done and natural they felt in Ephemeral! Gabriel Agreste is next week, and I'm looking forward to it! Honestly ngl I kind of like Felix's character in terms of how interesting he is. I'm looking forward to seeing how the interaction is between he and Adrien, and how Marinette/Ladybug will react to having to see him again. As well as of course hopefully some more info about Emilie and seeing what brought Felix and Amelie back to Paris!

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double trouble. spencer reid.

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where y/n pulls the short straw and has to double up with spencer.

There is a chart within the BAU: a solid, concise graph that portrays, arguably the most, vital information within the FBI. Intricately designed, Garcia and Y/N had managed to construct a comprehensible guide to who in the team was the most pleasant to share a room with. At first it was a joke, originated from a slow day of nothing but paperwork Y/N had spent in Garcia's lair. Conversations arose, and soon after so did the chart.

It's built up on categories such as conversation, tidiness, sleeping conditions and even hygiene. There are ten available points per category, and Emily loses said ten points for sleeping conditions because her snores can be heard from China. The points are the basis of the game, essential in order to rank the team individually and compile them into a list of favourability. Spencer is at the bottom of that list.

"I don't get it, I'm a delight," Spencer argued, strolling alongside Morgan up the small flight of stairs to the BAU room. Another case had forced them to prepare for the jet in 30 minutes, but Hotch and the rest of the team had very different perspectives on preparation. Especially after what he said when they entered the room.

"Okay, before we start you should know I called ahead to book a hotel and they had limited rooms. We all have one but you're going to have to double up."

Y/N had never seen an American Western movie before, but she imagined that the cliché standoff looked a lot like what happened in the BAU room subsequent to that announcement. Those that had been sitting launched to their feet, uncaring to the chairs rolling free behind them. If someone was holding something it dropped onto the table, or even the floor. Communication faltered, and all anyone dared to do was stare at each other.

When Hotch looked up from his file, he had to do a double take because of the drastic change in atmosphere. His team were all standing metres apart; Y/N had a hand over her gun.

"I think we all know what this calls for," she said.

"Get it," Morgan gestured to the back of the room. Y/N's movement caused a surge of motion as everyone sat at the table attentively. Hotch tried to turn the attention back to the screen with the crime scene photos, but even JJ was more focused on the whiteboard rolling into the room.

Y/N stood by it's side, and on her way forced Hotch into a seat. She grabbed the top corner and flipped it over to reveal the coloured array of pie charts, bullet-points and bar charts.

"I still don't see why this is necessary," Spencer whined from the back of the room.

"I don't see why you've obviously spent more time and effort on this than any of your cases," Hotch added.

"Okay, you two are just jealous because you're at the bottom of the list," Y/N snarked, then addressed the team. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here today, in holy matrimony, to judge your fellow coworkers and deem who is the least likeable. Spoiler alert: it's Spencer."

At this, the aforementioned agent threw his pen directly at Y/N's head. She shrieked, then turned to him with a glare as she tried to untangle it from her hair. He laughed wholeheartedly, and the team snickered not only at Spencer's attack but the way they were so obviously and obliviously in love with each other.

"This chart makes no sense! I mean, how do I only have five points for hygiene? We all know I'm the cleanest out of everyone here."

"I agree with you Spencer," Y/N said, "your hygiene is at a ten point standard but unfortunately people don’t want to compete with said ten point standard, so that loses you five points, gorgeous.”

Spencer didn't reply (only sulked into his seat), half because he's shocked by the injustice of the chart and the other half because he's shocked Y/N just called him gorgeous.

"Alright! The hat, please," She exclaimed, enticing Spencer from his trance. Garcia presented the fedora over the table, and Y/N began talking immediately when she saw Hotch's mouth open in objection because were they really using the fedora from the unsub they caught last week?

Only four people took turns in picking names out of the hat; ever since in incident in '04 where lack of coordination made for everyone picking a name of someone who had already picked someone else. It resulted in a few brawls when Morgan wouldn't budge from his choice of Garcia even though his name had been pulled by Reid.

It never took them long to pick names out of desperation, considering the name-picking determined how the next 24 + hours were going to go. So when Y/N picked out Spencer's name, no one blamed her when she practically collapsed to the floor.

"That's karma," Spencer said upon her unraveling.

"I thought you didn't believe in karma," she sneered, stomping back onto her feet.

"In situations like these it seems to be the only viable explanation."

Y/N just rolled her eyes at him on her way out of the room, muttering under her breath that she'll be briefed when she's aboard, because she needed a moment alone for a pep-talk on how murdering your colleague apparently isn't socially acceptable.

On her way out, faintly in the background, Morgan caught sight of Emily and JJ fist-bumping victoriously, and realised that Y/N's demise more than certainly involved some foul play. Oh well, he thought, it'll make for good entertainment.

———

"Science shows us that we feel more personally connected with people who have similar postures, vocal rhythms, facial expressions and even eye blinking. If you consciously sync these factors your brain activity could follow, resulting in what many people call 'clicking' wi-"

"I cannot believe you asked me why you lost seven points for conversation and then followed with that."

"What? What's wrong with science?"

"Oh, Spence, you're so gorgeous but so oblivious," Y/N sighed, exhausted from a mixture of jet lag and Spencer's enthusiastic take on the science of conversation. They had only just stepped foot in the room, and she was already drained from the mere thought of having to bunk with him for the next however many hours.

Y/N is quick to throw her things down as soon as they enter the room. She dumps her suitcase by the door and launches a few more things on the cabinets around her, then tries to ignore Spencer's sounds of distaste as she does this. She's frankly too tired to care, and jumps onto the bed without thinking; she's so enervated she doesn't even realise there's only the one bed.

"Why do you keep calling me that?" Spencer suddenly asks despite the silence that passed and the obvious fact that Y/N is trying to get some shut eye.

All he receives is an incomprehensible mumble from under the pillows, but he takes it as a response anyway.

"Why do you keep, uh, keep calling me 'gorgeous' I mean, I'm not, uh..." he stammers, fidgeting with the room key in his hands while he stands in front of the wardrobe to make it seem like he's doing something and doesn't care as much as he does.

"I'd say it's pretty self explanatory."

He senses the fatigue in her voice, so just leaves it with a shrug of his shoulders and a content smile, then goes to organising his array of sweater vests onto the hangers. When he's done with this, he turns around to make himself a coffee; taking a different approach to the jet lag than Y/N.

At the thought of her, he looks up to see her sprawled out across the bed. She's clutching onto a pillow and seems so relaxed that Spencer has to look away for a moment because he's more than certain he shouldn't be seeing a coworker like this. Nevertheless, he smiles upon her peaceful ambience, and hopes the boiling kettle doesn't disturb her too much.

When it's done brewing, Spencer sips the coffee cautiously and strides over to a small chair in the corner of the room. Here, Y/N's slumped figure is directly in his view, so he can't help but see her so casually on the bed. Wait, the bed... oh shit.

He knows that the chances of him getting the bed are slim. For one, Y/N's pretty much already claimed that territory, and, even if she hadn't, Spencer knew she'd put up one hell of a fight for it. He only hoped there were some extra blankets and pillows that could aid in making the floor at least somewhat comfortable.

"So, uh, Rock Paper Scissors for the bed?" He asks, then slurps his coffee. His voice rouses Y/N for a moment, and he's sure she's dozed back off again until his words sink in and she turns around to him with bleary eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"One bed. Two people," he says nervously and gestures to the space between them.

And it takes Y/N a moment. She looks from Spencer to the bed, then stares at the pillows for a long while, then she looks at Spencer again, then the bed. Then, she lets out a blood-curdling cry so loud that Reid has to cover his ears.

"Why!" She screams, slamming her hands down on the mattress. Spencer can't help but laugh, snickering behind his hand which only infuriates Y/N more.

"Okay, okay!" He moves to calm her down when he can practically see the steam coming out of her ears, "rock paper scissors, come on."

"Oh, I don't want to do that, Spence," she whines.

"Why? 'Cause you know you'll lose?" With his patronisation he raises an eyebrow at her when he approaches the end of the bed, his fist already raised. His condescension makes Y/N irrefutably stubborn, and she knows he's doing it on purpose -because he always does- but she doesn't care when it means she has a chance to beat Spencer at something.

"Fine," she grumbles. She sweeps the hair from her face and sits up straight, shuffling to the end of the bed and letting her legs dangle down; they brush against Spencer's own and he clears his throat amid the contact.

The slap of her fist against her palm indicates the beginning of the game. Y/N knows that she's unlikely to win, because Spencer is bound to have calculated some sure-fire plan to succeed in every round of Rock Paper Scissors.

This is why, when Spencer pulls paper and she pulls scissors, she screams in delight.

"No," Spencer says bluntly, then demands, "best out of three."

"Oh no," she chuckles, "it's never been that way before, it isn't now, gorgeous."

Spencer throws his head back in a groan, kneeling on the floor in defeat. He stays there because he figures he ought to become acquainted with it.

———

When nighttime rolls around, Y/N is pretty excited. She's already texted the BAU group chat a record seventeen times about the matter, yet somehow the team hasn't gotten sick of it thus far, and may even be more exhilarated than she is. It's the one good thing to come out of sharing a room with Spencer: that she gets to watch him wiggle in discomfort on his makeshift bed of blankets and pillows on the floor.

Except, when it comes down to it, it isn't that fun at all.

He's wriggling, yes, but it's doesn't exactly fulfil her with any satisfaction; if anything, it's just sad. He struggles to reach any form, never mind pinnacle, of relaxation, and Y/N actually feels pretty guilty at the subordination. So when the clock hits midnight and she's still hearing Spencer grunting when he hits a certain incessant bump in the carpet, she gives in and sits up.

Upon the sudden sound of bedsheets rustling, Spencer freezes because he thinks he's going to get shouted at, but it's the opposite that scares him even more.

"Do you want to get in bed?" Her voice sounds, the hush penetrating through the air.

Immediately Spencer rises; he wants nothing more than to take her up on her offer, but he is, unfortunately, chivalrous.

"No, no, it's okay," he whispers back, already delving back under his covers.

"Spencer. Just take the bed, I can't sleep with you tossing and turning," she says, hoping the complaint will cover up her caring behaviour.

"Be careful, Y/L/N, it almost sounds like you care."

"Shut up, do you want the bed or not?"

"I do but, unlike you, I'm actually a good person and wouldn't want to see you lying on the floor-"

"Uh, I'm offering you the bed, aren't I? That's gotta earn me some brownie points," she remarked, now having turned on a lamp. "Besides, if you're that bothered about it, we'll just share."

This makes Spencer stop: his torso is turned abnormally in his angle to see Y/N behind him, the blankets feebly draping across him show the Doctor Who shirt he's wearing, and his hair is a tousled mess that Y/N just knows will take him hours to fix in the morning. Well, that was tomorrow's problem, she contemplated, right now the issue lied in who, if either of them, was going to sleep on the floor.

"Uh, share? You.. uh, you really wanna do that?"

"As long as you don't snore, or kick; whats the harm?"

Spencer avoids dumping information about the harm of them sleeping together: how this kind of physical contact releases oxytocin, a chemical compound in the brain that exhibits feelings of empathy, trust, relaxation and even reduces anxiety. He saves her this because it's just past midnight and he doubts she wants to hear about the scientific risk of them growing to like each other.

"Oh, okay," he agrees instead. He clambers up from his pile of blankets and clutches a pillow to his chest while he stumbles over. Y/N shuffles to one side and pulls the duvet back, and he's more than happy to get under warm, comfy sheets.

"Let me just make something clear," Y/N says while Spencer adjusts into the pillows. He doesn't do this for long because one is snatched from under his head. When he moves to object, he sees it being planted next to his arm, creating a definite border between them.

"Your side, my side," Y/N says sternly, "that clear?"

"Crystal."

———

It's around three am when Y/N stirs awake. At first she can't grasp what's roused her, but then she hears a noise, and assumes there's got to be some construction going on outside because what she hears is alike to the humming of machinery. When she gains a reasonable amount of consciousness, she realises the sound is a bit too close to home.

Her hand reaches out across the bed, and when she accidentally whacks Spencer on the chest, she worries she's awoken him, until the noise starts again and it's here she discovers it's coming from him.

Oh shit, she thinks, please don't tell me my co-worker is having a sex dream while I'm lying right next to him.

He isn't, but Y/N isn't sure the reality is any better.

The moaning sound he first emitted has progressed into some sort of panicked grunt, accompanied by occasional whines. Soon, his body is flinching away from an invisible force.

Y/N knows it's probably best to leave it, that if she wakes him up he might be too confused and scared, he'll be disoriented, but when he starts screaming, she doesn't have anything else to resort to.

"Spence, Spencer! Wake up, hey," she shakes him, and he's awake in seconds. Sitting up straight, Y/N sees him hitting things that aren't there; it's only when she turns the light on that he eventually calms down.

"I'm sorry," he croaks immediately. Then his head is in his hands as he leans on his knees, and Y/N is overcome with a feeling completely foreign to her in regard to Spencer: empathy.

"Don't be, it-... it's okay," her voice takes a calm turn, and she even puts a hand on his back because anything that happens after three am is as good as forgotten anyway.

"You were right, I'm sorry," Spencer mutters. "This'll lose me ten points for sleeping conditions, huh?"

His attempt at cracking a joke does make Y/N smile, but even he can tell it's one of pity.

"Don't be silly. Do you want to, uh, talk about it?"

"I just wanna sleep," he sighs, and falls back into the pillows. Y/N creases her brows in sympathy, then lies down next to him; she stares at the ceiling for a while, and the steadying of Spencer's breathing makes her think he fell asleep a while ago, so she leans to turn off the lamp before his voice breaks the silence.

"Can you keep the light on?"

His sudden ask makes Y/N jump, but she steadies under the softness of Spencer's voice. When she turns to him his eyes are barely open, but he can see the benevolent smile she's giving him; something he rarely sees from Y/N.

"Of course," she says, then lies back down into the indent she's made in the bed.

"Thanks," he replies, and Y/N notices this is the least she's ever heard Spencer talk.

"You know," she starts, "it's not silly to be afraid of the dark; it's basic human instinct. I mean, it's evolution: humans have a... a tendency to be afraid of the dark, our visual sense vanishes and we can't detect anything around us. It's primal instinct, or... something, I guess."

At the end of her ramble, she's afraid she's sent Spencer to sleep, because he's gone uncharacteristically placid, but -yet again- he surprises her.

"Now who's losing points for conversation?"

Y/N's laugh after this is so hearty and genuine that Spencer can't help but smile, grin even. His chest rumbles with a chuckle, and Y/N feels the mattress shake under their collaboration of laughter, when it dies down they're both still beaming.

"Maybe I've been hanging around you too much," she declares. It's a jab, but her cheek rests against the pillow when she turns her head to him because her smile is so wide, and Spencer reciprocates; the act is unfamiliar to the pair, but warming nonetheless.

When it goes silent, Y/N doesn't expect to sleep at all. The Pavlov affect of the light being on tricks her brain into thinking she should be wide awake (something she learnt from Spencer), so she lies there patiently; hands intertwined resting on her chest. She twiddles her thumbs, almost as if she's waiting for something to happen.

"I'm sorry you have nightmares," she mutters.

Spencer's eyes flutter open, and she goes to make another apology, this time for waking him, but he clears his throat so she lets him take the lead.

"S'Not your fault, I just, I don't know. I get these dreams, these weird dreams - ever since I was a kid. I guess they just... developed into nightmares since I joined the BAU," he mumbles. "We see some pretty bad stuff."

Y/N hums, "we do, don't we?"

Her speech doesn't warrant a response, so Spencer just smiles again and they both silently call it a night. Reid is asleep in seconds, which Y/N finds admirable, while she stays still for a while. The way the orange light is bouncing off Spencer's physique makes him look like he's centre stage of an oil painting. The detail she's gaining of his pores and his eyelashes from being so close to him is both daunting and beautiful at the same time. His resting body reminds her of the pieces on display in an art exhibit Spencer dragged her along to one day last autumn. She wonders if he took anyone else to that exhibit, and hopes he didn't.

She soundlessly admires the rise of his chest: the melody of his breathing amid the chagrin of an occasional nose whistle. His hair, once a foreseeable inconvenience, is now an abundance of, what Y/N can only describe as, natural radiance; it's all curls and frizz and length that she's begged him to never lay a hand on. She can't help but run a hand through it. When she does, it's a lot softer than she expected and makes her think, wow I've really got to find out what conditioner he is using while she's untangling any knots she comes across. It only results in more frizz but he'll gel it back with product in the morning (much to Y/N's disappointment).

The noise he exudes when Y/N scratches his scalp makes her heart melt immediately. It is the sound of innocence wrapped up in a ball of revere, the way it comes from his chest and catches in the back of his throat in a small, naive whine. Then he subconsciously curls into her hold and is practically purring when she continues to scrape her fingernails gently across his head.

The ambivalence of it all is what makes Y/N stop. Spencer Reid isn't the kind of guy she ever anticipated to have a crush on. He didn't fit into the pattern of her list of exes, not even one feature of him came close to anything of her usual type. Where she'd normally be taken to movies and dinners, Spencer ventured with her to museums, public symposiums, art exhibits. Y/N can't resist fondly reminiscing on a library trip they took last week that resulted in them checking out each of their favourite books for one another. And while, on paper, this was romantic and harmonious, they were strictly platonic. Barely that; they took the piss out of each other at every opportunity, not even always as a joke. Y/N had collapsed in sorrow when she pulled his name out of the hat.

But the smile on Spencer's face... his serene expression and soft hair makes Y/N's knees weak for a totally different reason. And she figures this feeling trumps whatever feigned resentment she has been portraying over the years.

Fine, she thought, stubborn as always when it came to Spencer, I'll tell him when he wakes up. She began to bask in the peace that came before whatever storm could potentially riot tomorrow when she told Spencer how she felt. She guessed she had at least a few hours to relish in their friendship and the love they had built.

She guessed wrong.

Spencer's eyes were fluttering open before Y/N had even began conjuring up what she was going to say. Unfortunately, when she made a plan she stuck to it; she was beginning to see why her stubbornness could be such an unattractive quality.

Spencer squinted harshly with the light, and the first thing he managed to see clearly was the discreet panic in Y/N's eyes. He took a quick survey of the room to eliminate what visible factors that could reason her alarm; when he ruled out any unsub with a gun to her head, he relaxed.

Rubbing his eyes, he looked to the window, and it didn't seem to be daylight yet.

"Haven't you been to sleep?" He asked, more than prepared to educate her in the necessities of getting a good night's rest.

"Not yet. You've only been out a few minutes," she said softly, retracting her hand from his locks. Here, Spencer realised he didn't like the feeling of Y/N's absence.

"Oh," he hummed, "I was dreaming. I think Darth Vader was there..."

Y/N chuckled lightheartedly, "of course he was."

Spencer seemed willing to remain awake, but time was limited and Y/N wasn't sure when he'd be dozing off again. So, she made her move.

"Listen, I wasn't going to say anything until morning but, you're awake so I may as well tell you now..."

He's visibly intrigued; with a quirked eyebrow and digging the knuckle-joint of his finger in a rubbing motion in the corner of his eye to try and gain some sense of vivacity. Still, all he can respond with is a drone.

"And I don't want this to, I don't know, freak you out? Or to make anything awkward, so if it does, we can just... pretend this never happened, okay? I mean it."

This manages to obtain Y/N the attention she needs, because, without delay, Spencer has both eyes open and his eyebrows are knitted together in mostly concern. Now, with his eager expression, Y/N wishes he had stayed nonchalant.

"What's wrong?"

"I just... I guess. I mean, I like you? I think? I know, really. I just - you're not like any other guy, and I like that, that's a good thing! I mean, what other guy knows how to build a rocket and make a coin appear behind your ear?"

Spencer chuckles, and his eyes are wide and bright like he's been suddenly granted passage to a whole new world. Mouth agape with wonder, he's like a child being told he can finally play on the big-kid swings: buzzing with excitement and anticipation, just like said rockets he launches and gets in trouble with Hotch for.

"You mean like this?" He asks and leans forward to brandish a dime from behind Y/N's earlobe.

"Okay, like, who does that!" She screeches way too loudly for three am. When she clasps a hand over her mouth Spencer chortles and slowly removes her grasp. He's timid, so initially only presses a chaste kiss to her knuckles, then feels the ambience in the room shift; suddenly everything has devolved from blushing antics and stumbles of words to serenity in a matter of seconds.

Spencer's pecks adhere to Y/N's hands, lingering on the skin of her knuckles and occasionally peppering to her palms. It isn't until a few kisses later that he brings himself to move closer, and even here his courage only brings him to her cheek.

When the corner of his lips press lustfully upon her face, Y/N doesn't hesitate in turning her head ever so slightly. His lips part, and he breaks away to glance at her and make sure this isn't all one big misunderstanding. But her gaze is matched to his mouth, and soon her lips. In a fumble to close the (already compact) space between them, the kiss they share is warm and breathy, it's passionate and lewd, especially with the arrangement in which Spencer places his hands: cupping one side of her face and the placing the other at her neck so he can rest his fingertips in the hold atop Y/N's spine.

Wherever his fingers touch leaves a trail of goosebumps which Y/N hopes never diminish; she wants every piece of evidence she can muster of Spencer's caresses, however this changes when Spencer's lips begin on the formidable task of her neck.

"Stop," she pants, and the hands that had inevitably reached his hair again are now pushing slightly on his shoulders. Her request makes Spencer drop his hands immediately.

"I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?"

"No, you didn't. It was nice. I just, I don't want everyone to see," she gestured to the red patch that had already formed above her clavicle where Spencer had only been nibbling a moment prior.

"Right, yeah," he breathed. A giddy smile forced its way onto his face when he looked at the way Y/N's lips had reddened and become swollen, especially her bottom (now essentially permanent) pout originated from the persistence of Spencer's tendency to drag his teeth along her lip and enclose it in a bite.

"You know, I predicted this would happen. Scientifically, people are a lot more likely to be attracted to one another after sleeping together. Subconsciously, we feel more capable in our ability to trust that person because we've been so vulnerable and open in a compromising position. The oxytocin we get from sharing physical contact like that is the same we produce in an orgasm."

"Oh," Y/N squeaked, while Spencer lay there with a proud smile on his face, not really registering the effect he'd had on her by using the word 'orgasm'.

"Oxytocin is heavily released during kissing too, so... I guess we're pretty bonded."

Y/N chuckled, smiling at his blushed cheeks. "I guess we are."

"It's, uh, it's actually also called the 'cuddle hormone' because it's primarily recognised as being released during hugging.”

"And that's your way of asking me if I want to cuddle?"

Spencer's smile was unmissable: shifting nervously between tight-lipped and beaming wide, his eyes were the only part of his countenance that stilled; locked on Y/N.

"Yes, I, uh, I believe it is."

She tried to suppress her grin, but it was no use.

"Big spoon or little spoon?" She asked.

"Oh, little spoon... obviously."

fin.

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Hey!

I have a vaguely smutty, vaguely fluffy, Simpbur-related idea/request that is most likely heavily influenced by other fics that I've read but not remembered in entirety!

My idea? Simpbur and Reader are in a low-key Dom/Sub relationship. When they're out in public, Reader is the excitable extrovert that loves to tease seemingly everybody but her awkward-but-doting boyfriend Will, but when they're within the confines of their house? Oh boy. Will is a very gentle, soft Dom who seems to enjoy gently enforcing little rules such as 'always call me Sir or Master whenever we're alone (so he doesn't embarrass her around people)' and giving her gentle, loving sex as a reward for following said rules, with Reader being the most obedient, somewhat timid Sub of the house who always asks permission to do even the simplest things when they're in the bed.

One of their rules, the one that she agreed to uphold almost immediately, was the classic "(please) don't masturbate while I'm away, unless I've given you explicit permission". But, as she finds out, it's not too hard to break someone.

Reader's sitting on their shared bed, hand between her legs working on her heat. She was too desperate to consider the household rules, let alone to prepare herself with toys or anything like that. Simpbur had only left a couple of hours ago, and was still supposed to be a couple more hours from home. She'd tried her best to resist the urges, but she just couldn't. She didn't know if it was the way he'd held her close to him as he'd woken up in the morning with his head tucked into the crook of her neck (obviously after a night of rather soft sex), or if it was the way that he'd breathily whispered his morning goodbyes to her in that low, husky tone that was only there because he'd just woken up from the nap he took during their morning cuddle before work (or maybe the way that he was obviously having an arousing dream while he did so, considering she could feel his hard on pressing against her, and hear the soft whimpers and breathless whispers of her name). Needless to say, she'd been worked up for the entire morning, and has just decided to let loose. He won't find out, anyways, right?

Now, as she's working herself up embarrassingly quickly, just almost nearing an orgasm, the door to their shared bedroom creaks open. He's home early. She quickly halts her hand movements, looking up at the figure in the open doorway with a scared face covered in a splotchy blush. He can only stand there, mouth wide open, both his blush and his erection growing as he processes what he walked in on.

"God, that's hot..." he mumbles to himself, as she slowly removes her hand from her core which is now aching from the pressure of a missed orgasm.

She doesn't know what to do, but she does know that there's no way to explain herself out of this one. He caught her, quite literally red-handed, breaking one of his riles for the first time.

"Why d'ya look so scared to see me, darling? I thought you would've been excited to see me home early?" he finally gets out, putting on an awkward but concerned smile.

"I'm sorry, Sir! I promise, I didn't mean to break your rules! I'm sorry, I swear! I just got all worked up from this morning and I... uhm..." she stammers out, her eyes gradually growing glossy as her words begin to trail off with her sobs.

"Oh, no, darling, don't cry!" he says, his demeanour suddenly changing from 'joking concern' to 'full-on panic concern', "I'm not mad at you, I swear!"

He quickly rushes to her side, sitting on the bed alongside her to reach out and rub her tears away with his thumbs as she leans her cheeks into his outstretched palms. She continues to sob, still rather overwhelmed, scared, and frankly disappointed in herself for breaking one of his rules.

"But.. Sir, I broke your rule..." she finally got out, after a few minutes of sobbing.

"Darling, oh, that doesn't matter! I obviously got you all worked up this morning with my little wet dream, and besides that, you've always been such a good girl for me! You're the most obedient thing I've ever seen, and I'm honestly stoked you haven't already broken a rule of mine! I forgive you, alright?"

"Yes, sir," she mumbles, finally calmed enough to stop blurting out apologies in a panic.

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Now, I'm thinking this could end in multiple ways. Either:

- He proposes that 'hey, my arrival robbed yourself of that orgasm that was so obviously written on your face when I walked in, so I'll let you continue what you were doing. I don't think I've ever seen you masturbate before, and if I have it was never that desperately hot, and I'd like to continue watching. Here, I'll let you lay back against my chest while you do so, that way you don't have to worry about holding yourself up. And, if you want, I can help bring you to that orgasm quicker. My lips know their way around your neck, and my hands know their way around your nipples. So come on, darling. You down?' and just really soft 'sex' follows, after which they either cuddle or Reader gives him a turn at the pleasure.

- OR, He offers to finish her off, either with his fingers, his tongue, or his cock. Whichever one she pleases.

- OR, as the least smutty and most fluffy result of them all, he notices how the fear and crying have tired his darling out. So, while he's internally begging to ruin her and make her feel that orgasm that she so unfortunately missed out on, he instead offers to lay beside her and just cuddle her to sleep. Besides, she'll probably wake up all hot and bothered in a couple of hours, so he won't be missing out for too long.

HMMMMMMM THIS WAS ALREADY SO GOOD

AND THREE ENDINGS??? THEY ARE ALL SO GOOD. ALL OF THEM. I CANNOT CHOOSE.

Also like. YOU SAID IT ALL. I CANNOT ADD MUCH MORE AKFHDJSKS

#anon asks #wipes answers #long post #long answer #c: simpbur #hot hot hot

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sunflowerim · 3 years

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I LOVE YOU 3000!

-PART 47

Since that day, Louis had been ignoring Zayn and even Zayn didn't come to persuade him. They missed each other like hell but both were too proud to admit that.

Louis assumed that this is how things would be until the Vogue issue came out. He'd seen it. Despite his attempts to erase Harry out of his life, it had been really difficult. Something or the other related to Harry seemed to pop up everywhere he went. But this time, he himself was looking for it. He was mad at his best friend, but that doesn't mean, he wouldn't check out such a huge project of his, even though it involved Harry.

Louis was overwhelmed. He was so proud of Zayn, who had outdone himself with the designs and the magazine had caused such an uproar, this would do Zayn so much good.

He was proud of Harry too. Proud of how he'd fearlessly worn the dress which was currently a topic of heated debate among many. In that moment, Louis wished desperately for Harry to come to his door once, so he could hug him and tell him how proud he was, and how amazing Harry had been. But since that's easier said than done, he brought back his thoughts to his best friend and decided to text him.

A few days before Harry was supposed to leave for LA for the Oscars, he was visiting by his mother, who couldn't accompany him to the States and dropped by at his place instead.

It took one glance at Harry for Anne, his mum, to understand that something was wrong. The bright green eyes of her son seemed to hide something serious this time.

Throughout her stay Anne tried to coax it out of Harry subtly but it wasn't of any use. Harry always chose his words carefully and smiled and brushed away Anne's concerns.

On the day she was supposed to leave, she successfully cornered Harry and even Harry couldn't see a way out of that one. She'd cooked his favourite lasagna and as soon as he dug into it, she'd asked about Taylor. Normally Harry would have walked off in the opposite direction under the pretence of work, but he couldn't just get up in the middle of a meal. Anne had had to sign the NDA with regards to his and Taylor's relationship, so she obviously knew what was going on, but the fact that she'd still chosen to ask about it was proof enough that she understood more than he'd expressed.

Very hesitantly Harry looked into her eyes, and instantly felt guilty because her eyes were full of concern and he understood at once that she'd noticed his change of demeanor.

"Are you okay Harry?"

"Yes mum, why wouldn't I be okay?"

"Baby, you know you can talk to me right? I can tell something's bothering you-"

"It's nothing m-"

"I won't push you if you don't want to tell, but sharing helps sometimes and you know that."

"Yes mum."

"So?"

After a few silent minutes and a deep sigh, Harry decided to talk to her about Louis. She already knew a lot and would probably find out about Louis before long.

"So there's this guy-"

Harry stopped because Anne's lips had instantly curled into a smile and that made Harry blush.

"Mum! I haven't even started!"

"Sorry dear, go on."

"I don't know if you remember the interview I had with BBC, and Louis Tomlinson interviewed me."

"Of course I do. I saw it. Plus I don't miss any of Louis' shows."

"Huh?"

"He's a lovely boy?"

"You know him?"

"Well no, but you can tell from his face, good lad."

"Oh okay, so I won't have to go for a detailed description."

"He is the boy?"

"Uh yeah?"

"Oh Harry," Anne said, flinging her arms around his neck, "good choice." She paused and pulling back she said, "It's a good thing right? You and him? Why are you upset?"

"We're not a thing mum,I lost my chance."

"We'll he'd be a fool, not to like you Harry."

"He did. I-- I ruined it all."

"That bad?"

Harry nodded and Anne silently hugged him again. "What happened?"

Harry hugged her back, falling into her embrace and over cold lasagna, Harry poured out the events of the past few days. Anne didn't interrupt him, but held her son, until he started feeling better.

"Baby this is clearly a misunderstanding?" she said when Harry had stopped.

"I know mum."

"I'm sure he'll understand."

"Only if he'd let me talk. He's been ignoring me completely and probably has cut me off his life."

"Now, now let's not rush into these decisions."

"I should have listened to Niall."

"For the first time I'd agree to this. Niall is always so full of unusual ideas but this time he was right."

"Mum!"

"You know it too!"

"But you're not supposed to take sides."

"Okay okay, how about you try to talk to Louis again."

"No use mum, he wouldn't listen."

"Are you saying you've given up?"

"I don't want to."

"Then don't. I know it's hard. This is all new for you but I'm so proud of you for being open about your feelings."

"Open huh? I'm hiding my real feelings from the entire world."

"The entire world doesn't matter."

They sat in silence, Anne's words hanging heavy in the air and Harry started,

"Maybe I should try again."

"That's more like it. Look baby, there's nothing wrong in being vulnerable or accepting where you are wrong. You've let the miscommunication grow, so it's only fair you clear it up. Louis is allowed be mad about it. He doesn't know the truth."

"And what if he hates me after getting to know it?"

"Then that's a chance you'll have to take. You'll never know unless you try, will you?"

"I suppose not," Harry murmured slowly. "Thanks mum."

Anne ruffled his hair and got up, putting the plates away. Harry finally seemed lighter than he'd been in a while and she was content.

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takaraphoenix · 4 years

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Sally Jackson choice safety over stability in terms of how she'd take care of her child. Both her and Percy faced years abuse by the hands of one man. Does this make her a good mother who was in over her head or an unprepared one making an impulsive decision?

You found the one hot take even I haven’t dared say aloud yet, because I think it may just be my most unpopular opinion in this fandom. One thing everyone in this fandom seems to agree on is the “universal truth” that Sally Jackson is the best mother in the history of fictional mothers. So, here’s my hot take:

Sally Jackson is not that perfect mother the fandom pretends she is.

Sally during the series? Presented as a loving and good mother. But to get to that point? Pre-series Sally is not written as a good mom; she’s written as a plot-device with the things the author needs to happen in mind and not the motivation of a good mother who prioritizes her child’s happiness and safety in mind.

And I’ll back that claim up with three ways in which Sally has failed Percy as a mother. Not just once, but repeatedly, for years.

But before we get into that, I’d like to switch what you said first. Sally Jackson chose stability over safety. Sally chose the stability of keeping her child at her side over said child’s safety. She made an inherently selfish decision that was not with her child’s best interest and overall safety in mind.

Now, the first - and most obvious one - is Smelly Gabe.

And before I can elaborate on that, I need to clarify one very important thing here, before anyone goes “don’t blame the victim!” on me: Sally Jackson is not a victim; she’s a fictional character. Fictional characters can be written as victims, but they are not autonomous people who make their own choices; their choices are very deliberately made by their author for them. And I want to look at the choices that went into writing her this way, writing her story this way.

Real abuse victims get stuck in abusive relationships for a variety of reasons and they don’t get out of them for equally various reasons. Most of the time, it’s something like “he was so sweet and kind at first, but by the time he showed his real face, it was too late” (and, as a note to that; Percy describes Gabe as having been nice to them for a total of thirty seconds before showing his real face. Now while that is, of course, and exaggeration, it still goes to say that Gabe was pretty much upfront about what kind of person he was).

I’ve never heard one start with “he was the most disgusting, grossest man I could possibly find”. Sally Jackson chose this man. Not just in the way one picks a partner. She went out there and chose the stinkiest, grossest man.

It was a deliberate choice on Riordan’s part to have Sally choose an abusive relationship over sending her son away for his own safety. And this decision did not keep Percy safe; Percy Jackson was abused in his own home, by a horribly stinking man, for six years of his life. That’s not keeping your child safe.

The choice was not made to keep Percy safe; the choice was made to keep Percy with Sally. It was inherently selfishly motivated; she didn’t want to send him away, she wanted to keep him with her.

Sally loves Percy, she loves him dearly and fiercely, I’m not arguing that. But that love led to her not wanting to let go of him. And sometimes, parenting means making tough choices, sometimes loving someone means you have to make a tough decision.

In this case, the “tough decision” is presented as Sally bravely putting up with six years of abuse at Gabe’s hand. That’s the narrative chosen by the author.

But the actual “tough decision” would have been to send Percy to Camp Half-Blood, where he would have been safe. That’s the tough choice a mother would have had to make to keep her child safe.

That’s the tough choice the parents of most of the year-rounders have made. Mister Beauregard sent his daughter all the way from Paris to New York to give her this safety. The distance alone guaranteeing he wouldn’t see her for years potentially - because flying between New York and Paris is not necessarily easily affordable for everyone. Sally’s option was to send Percy to a camp that’s literally one and a half hours away. She could have still seen him, he could have easily visited her.

But her solution was to mask Percy’s scent by marrying a stinking, gross, abusive man.

Let me just stretch once more: Sally’s choice did not keep Percy safe. Sally’s choice made their home unsafe. It brought the danger and pain into their home. It may have moderately protected Percy from monsters - until The Lightning Thief kicked in - but it did not keep Percy actually safe, because it put him into a different kind of danger and through a different kind of pain.

For six years. And, this is where the “not a real person but a fictional character” thing comes up again, because this isn’t a woman where one choice leads to a date with a man which leads to a relationship which leads to abuse that she doesn’t know how to get out of anymore. She is a fictional character whose journey was set out to end with her being in an abusive relationship.

And we also don’t know why she didn’t get out of it. She’s not a real person, we don’t know if she was so scared of Gabe that she didn’t know how to leave, if her lack of a support system is what led to her not leaving him, or if it was the motivation of not giving up Percy. The real, actual reason is that Riordan wanted to keep her in there and keep Percy out of the loop until he was twelve and The Lightning Thief could happen. Because she was able of getting rid of him as soon as the truth unravelled and Percy met camp.

And I’d like to use the way she did that to drive back home just how bad Gabe was, just how bad the situation Sally and Percy were in for six years, really was.

She murders him. She flat-out murders him. Both, her and Percy, together. This twelve-year old child who we meet and get to know as kind and not... not a murder-child, is ready to kill a man. That’s how badly Gabe abused them; both of these kind people chose murder to get rid of him.

And it’s just something I’ve never gotten over. Riordan really made the decision that his protagonist’s mom would rather get them both into an abusive home than give Percy up to camp. That was his decision; there could have been other ways. One thing that would have made this seem less like a deliberate choice would have, for example, been Sally not knowing about camp.

If she was a desperate mother, who saw no other options? That’d have made the situation different too. But we know Sally knew about camp. She knew there was a place she could send her son where he would be safe from the monsters, but she decided against that, she decided that she wanted to keep him close, at any costs - and the cost was six years of abuse.

I do not think that this decision should be framed as a heroic sacrifice, because the fact that she knew of an actually safe solution and decided against it was inherently selfish. She did not put up with six years of abuse for selfless reasons because there was “no other way”; there was, she knew that, but the author didn’t want her to take that.

Sometimes, the sacrifice is letting go of your child. And, as mentioned before, she wouldn’t have let go of him for good - camp is in the same bloody city as she is living. Literally one and a half hours away from her.

Now on to the other two ways in which I think Sally Jackson failed Percy.

For one, the lies about his father. Now, real people who are left by their partner with a baby, they can pick whatever to tell their kids whenever. But, again, this is a fictional character and the author makes the decision for her. And this, again, was a decision made solely based on the end result; Riordan needed Percy to not be in the know by the time The Lightning Thief came around, even though from a character-perspective, telling Percy the truth earlier would have been the logical and right decision.

If your kid is a demigod who is attracting real actual monsters with his scent alone? Percy started really attracting monsters when he was six years old and for the next six years, Sally didn’t disclose the truth to him; not about monsters, not about his father, not about the fact that Percy may have powers.

Percy attracted so many monsters that it led to Sally getting married to Gabe. That’s how badly he attracted monsters. Which also implies that Percy must have seen monsters. We get to see in The Lightning Thief just how much Percy thinks he’s going crazy with the things he sees. And that’s been going on for six years too - six years and in those, his scent only got stronger.

This, again, isn’t just one decision she made. This is a decision she made every single day over and over again. The decision not to tell Percy about his father, the powers, the simple reassurance that he’s not going insane, that monsters are real. This was Percy’s reality and it would obviously only become more and more of an issue the older Percy got, but every single day, she chose not to tell him, to let him believe not just a lie but also steadily that he was going crazy.

And it’d have gone a long way if he had just known. Even with Gabe in their life, even if she hadn’t made the choice to send him to camp at age six, it’d have helped him so much to know the truth and be prepared for this life.

Because this wasn’t just an issue of “the guy left me, I don’t want to talk about it with my kid”, this was inherently about, once more, Percy’s safety. Knowing what to watch out for, knowing the thing you should watch out for is actually real, are huge factors in Percy’s safety. Having him as well-prepared as possible.

She knew his father was Poseidon. It’s not even that she had sex with some dude, not knowing who he was. She knew he was Poseidon. She knew what Percy’s parentage was, she must have observed the slow development of Percy’s powers over the years.

But again, she chose to leave him in the dark about it. He could have been well-prepared by age twelve. Read up everything on Poseidon, experimented with potential powers he may have, understanding why the fishes in the aquarium are talking to him and that he is not actually hearing voices, learning.

But that’s not useful for the author; Riordan wants an unprepared Percy who can be used to introduce this world to the reader.

The choice to not tell Percy the truth about his father and about being a demigod was made deliberately and, again, not in Percy’s best interest. And in this case, there really is no other interpretation left aside from “the author needs it to happen this way” - with Gabe, there is the legitimate argument that she may have been at one point just an abused woman stuck in a relationship with no out because we don’t know enough to know what her motivation and situation were exactly - but there is... no benefit at all in lying to Percy about this, no reason for it.

The moment he first started being in actual life-threatening danger because monsters came after him, it became a pressing matter to tell him what monsters are, that they are real and why they are after him and to prepare him for it.

Which brings me to the third instance.

She never prepared him - even just in a mortal manner. Even if we let the first two - the marriage to Gabe and the lies about his father - stand as they are, Sally could have done something very simple to prepare Percy for his life and to help keeping him safe.

Self-defense classes. Judo. Martial arts. Sword-fighting classes. Whatever.

Many parents teach their kids these kind of things from a young age. Parents whose kids aren’t in constant danger of being attacked by monsters. One of your first parental instincts should be to teach your kid to be safe; to protect themselves. Give him the means to fight back.

So, that’s it. That’s the three very vital and important instances in which I think Sally failed Percy as a mother; not just once, but repeatedly, for years.

Instead of sending him to a safe place where he could learn about his heritage and learn control of his powers as well as learning how to fight the monsters after his life, she chose to marry an abusive, smelly man whose scent would mask Percy’s. Probably. Hopefully. But it didn’t really, not all the time. As shown by The Lightning Thief and monsters coming after Percy. And Percy starts to think he’s crazy, because at no point did she tell him about the monsters, and at no point does he really know how to fight for his life, because at no point did she put the means to defend himself into his hands.

No. No, I do not think that those are the decisions a good mother would make. Those are decisions the author made because he knew the starting point of his story and he knew where Percy’s character needed to be for that.

The thing that’s glossed over are the choices Riordan implicitly made Sally make. To get to this point for Percy, at age 12, he had to make Sally repeatedly act against Percy’s best interests and deliberately not tell Percy the truth or teach him way to stay safe. So he masks those choices by putting on a framework that’s meant to make you only look at her suffering and the outcome, not the choices that led to it. That was Riordan’s choice and he framed it in a way that the fandom ate up and celebrates, when... neither Sally, nor Riordan, had do to that. There was another option on the table and, if Riordan had sat down and thought hard, I’m pretty sure there would have been more options.

The bottom line, what Sally’s parenting comes down to in the end, is that she and Percy got stuck with an abusive man for six years, because she didn’t want to send him to an actual safe place, she spent six years essentially gaslighting Percy about the things he hears/sees by not telling him the monsters are actually real and she repeatedly left him in unnecessary danger by not giving him the means to defend himself in any way whatsoever. And those are not signs of good parenting, not in my book.

But it’s just so much easier to ignore all of that and pretend that blue candy and trips to Montauk are the end all be all and that Sally’s fierce love for her son is the most defining trait of parenting. I know that. Most of the time, I’m right there with you - I love fanon!Sally, I love to pretend she’s the best mom ever and never did anything wrong, because I know the decisions are inherently made by Riordan and are a by-product; I know he wants her to be a good mother, I know throughout the series, he writes her as a good and loving mother.

But if I have to be honest and if I look at the whole text, including the implications of their past, canon!Sally isn’t that good of a mother.

#PJOverse #Riordan Critical #this is the one hot take #I always dreaded to make #because I just #that's the one character #I've never seen shit talked about #oh well #let's see what the outcome of this is #Anonymous

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National Enquirer, May 10

You can buy a brand new copy of this issue without the mailing label for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Prince Charles orders Prince Harry to divorce Meghan Markle

Page 2: In a sniveling fit of pique, scorned Alex Rodriguez has trashed former fiancee Jennifer Lopez as a dud in the sack and A-Rod is moaning J. Lo drove him to chase excitement elsewhere because she couldn't keep up with his sex demands and Alex is defending his piggish behavior by saying Jennifer pushed him into it and their spark died long ago, and they were barely intimate for the best part of a year before calling it quits -- Jennifer would pack on the PDA for the cameras, but the moment they were in private she pushed Alex away and even made him sleep in a separate bedroom and he says it was like dating an ice queen and pities the next guy she ropes in -- Jennifer thought she and Alex had a pretty good connection during their happier times, even though she'd likely admit things really petered out toward the end when the lack of trust set in so it will sting her that he's trashing her skills in the bedroom

Page 4: Robert De Niro is getting pummeled by estranged wife Grace Hightower's free-spending ways and his bitter spouse is intent on taking the aging legend for every penny as their nasty divorce drags on -- Robert's lawyers argued in court that greedy Grace's extravagant lifestyle has forced him to take every job he can snag, causing the 77-year-old to toil 12-hour days, six days a week and what's more, Robert's Nobu restaurant business has hit hard times and his tax bills to Uncle Sam are piling up but he is reportedly worth a whopping $500 million, and Grace's lawyers have countered he's pleading poverty but regularly charters a helicopter to Sunday brunch, a charge denied by his lawyer and her attorneys also claimed Robert frequently flies to Florida on a private plane and spends millions and millions on himself -- meanwhile, Robert's relationship with 66-year-old Grace has taken such a nosedive, she's spending frivolously just to punish him and she's walked into a shop a spent $80,000 in 15 minutes and she will go on vacations to the Bahamas, stop at the duty-free store and pay four times the price of what things usually cost and she has more wigs than Imelda Marcos had shoes -- Robert met Grace in 1987 when she was working as a waitress in London, and they married a decade later but they split in 1999 then reconciled and renewed their vows in 2004 before finally calling it quits in 2018 -- De Niro has forked over as much as $375,000 a month to his spouse since their split and the financially squeezed star may resort to doing product endorsements just to pay the bills -- under the terms of the couple's prenuptial agreement, once Grace and Robert are finally divorced, she's allowed a $6 million home, $500,000 cash and $1 million in annual alimony, but her lawyers have argued she should be entitled to half his fortune

* Nearly two years after Hayden Panettiere accused ex-boyfriend Brian Hickerson of brutally attacking her, the bully was sentenced to serve time in Los Angeles after he pleaded no contest to two felony counts of injuring a spouse or girlfriend, and the remaining charges of battery, assault with a deadly weapon and dissuading a witness were dismissed and he was hit with 45 days behind bars and four years' probation but he'll get credit for 12 days served -- he's done his own damage and will pay a permanent price for it -- meanwhile, Hayden is now in a great place in her life

Page 5: Danny Masterson has dragged Leah Remini into his rape case, claiming her docuseries Scientology and Its Aftermath influenced his alleged victims to file police reports against him -- former Scientologist Leah offered the women inducements and benefits to report Masterson to cops, his lawyer Tom Mesereau told a L.A. criminal court -- Danny, a 45-year-old Scientologist and That '70s Show alum, has pleaded not guilty to charges he raped three women in separate incidents between 2001 and 2003 -- Mesereau also called an LAPD detective who worked a second job as security for Leah a double agent and questioned how a 2000 police report made by one alleged victim went missing, but Deputy District Attorney Reinhold Mueller dismissed Mesereau's double agent claims as hyperbole and said the defense got a copy of the missing report and Mesereau's request to push back Masterson's preliminary hearing, a Scientology delay tactic, was also rejected

Page 6: Kelly Osbourne's shocking relapse after nearly four years of sobriety occurred amid intense family drama for the former reality show clan -- Kelly's mom Sharon Osbourne's exit from The Talk amid racism claims by co-hosts and dad Ozzy Osbourne's struggles with crippling Parkinson's disease and excruciating nerve damage frazzled her and she confessed she relapsed and she's not proud of it, but she's back on track and she's truly learned that it is just one day at a time -- her parents' problems weighed heavily on 36-year-old Kelly, who first struggled with substance abuse in her teens, and there's no doubt her mother's scandalous exit from The Talk played a big role as Kelly was crushed over the beating Sharon took in the press and retired rocker Ozzy's relentless suffering also pains Kelly and throw in brother Jack Osbourne's progressive MS and she's dealing with a lot

Page 7: Distressed Dolly Parton is ready to stage an all-star country intervention for her party-hearty goddaughter Miley Cyrus after recent photos of the troubled wild child swilling booze triggered alarm bells for Miley's family members and inner circle, including Dolly who has acted as a mentor to Miley and Dolly has always fussed over Miley like a mother hen and she's worried Miley is going to throw away her career and her life -- 75-year-old Dolly is so concerned about 28-year-old Miley that she's talked about reaching out to other country icons to arrange a meeting with the former Disney child star and help her consider her options and Dolly wants to enlist women she knows Miley truly admires, like Reba McEntire and Loretta Lynn, and organize a sit-down and Dolly knows if Miley hears from legends who achieved so much in the music industry, she's likely to understand any mistakes she makes now can affect her life forever -- every time Dolly thinks Miley's got her demons beat, she hears of another slip-up, so she feels like it's time to take action and Miley's parents Billy Ray Cyrus and Tish Cyrus, who are good pals of Dolly, are thankful for Dolly's concern because Billy Ray and Tish have tried talking to Miley, but she tunes her parents out and they agree their daughter is more likely to respond to Dolly and her legendary friends

* Angelina Jolie blamed her ugly divorce with Brad Pitt for dashing her dreams to direct movies -- she and Brad split in 2016 and the two have been locked in a mudslinging legal slugfest ever since -- Angie says she love directing, but she had a change in her family situation that's not made it possible for her to direct for a few years and Angie, who last directed 2017's First They Killed My Father, said she needed to just do shorter jobs and be home more, so she kind of went back to doing a few acting jobs

Page 8: Shamed sleaze Matt Lauer has been snubbed by his old Hamptons crowd, and it's got the scandal-scarred scumbag down in the dumps and the super-rich who live and socialize in the fashionable high-society playground won't forget how Lauer was axed from his longtime Today gig over bombshell allegations of sexual misconduct and Matt's done everything he can to regain his place in the community, from hanging out in the village to splashing money around and tipping too well and he's convinced he can make a comeback, but snooty residents turn their noses up and it must be difficult for him because it's tough for anyone who wants to get in with this crowd but for Matt it's become almost impossible -- with scandal raging, Lauer's marriage to Annette Roque collapsed and they divorced in 2019 after a two-year separation and they share three children, daughter Romy, 17, and sons Jack, 19, and Thijs, 14, and Lauer has denied any wrongdoing and insisted his reputation was wrongly smeared in a media feeding frenzy intent on destroying him -- after his divorce, Matt hooked up with public relations guru Shamin Abas and the two have reportedly been pals for years and were first linked when Matt took her to his New Zealand home in December 2019 and Matt's friends are saying he's talking about a big Hamptons wedding when he and Shamin make things official, but it would be a failure if no one attends but Shamin has a lot of connections, so maybe that will help in time -- Matt's obviously an embarrassment in the area and he's not getting much joy at the swanky country clubs he likes to frequent either and it's clear to see that doors from many A-listers, like Martha Stewart, Gwyneth Paltrow and Scarlett Johansson, who have had ample time to put out the welcome mat and Matt won't be getting invites to their homes anytime soon

Page 9: Kourtney Kardashian is packing on the PDA with new boyfriend Travis Barker and insiders said her desperate bid to compete with her sisters has gone way over the top and ever since Kourtney and Travis first went public, the oldest Kardashian sibling has made it a point to post the couple's passionate romps in racy pics and videos on social media and people in her circle feel it's beneath her to advertise her personal moments like this and even her family thinks it's unflattering, but she's getting a kick out of showing off her wild side and Kourtney has been desperate to raise her profile to keep up with internet-savvy sisters Kim Kardashian and Khloe Kardashian, who promote themselves by posting incessantly and Kourtney was always more low-key, but now she thinks she needs to be outrageous to keep up but her friends and family say it's not who she is, and she should put a lid on the steam

Page 10: Hot Shots -- Alison Brie helped tend to newly planted trees in Malibu, Chris Rock tuned out the world with a set of headphones while walking in Miami, Dylan McDermott plays a bad guy on Law & Order: Organized Crime, Dancing with the Stars pro Sasha Farber buzzed around L.A. on an electric bike, Margot Robbie skating in Malibu

Page 11: Paula Abdul is filling in for Luke Bryan on American Idol, but she's gone crazy with fillers and Botox to the point where she can barely move her face -- 58-year-old Paula, one of the show's original three judges who left before the ninth season, jumped at the chance after Luke tested positive for COVID-19, but when she showed up for work, she was far from the familiar face everyone was expecting and she must have given her co-hosts quite a fright because her face is blown up like a balloon and her forehead has no lines and her eyes have no crinkling at the corners that you would normally expect on someone who's pushing 60 and people are saying she never did know when to quit and this time she's really gone overboard and it was a shame, since it's no secret she'd love to make a comeback on the show and she's still in fantastic shape, but it's kind of sad to see her fall victim to these Hollywood trends as she's a lovely lady and should leave well enough alone -- her heart-shaped face may predispose her to a slower aging process than longer facial shapes

* Jessica Simpson has plumped up her kisser, but one expert thinks her new inflated piehole would look better on a fish because she's gone overboard with filler in her lips and the end result is an unnatural and very unattractive look because the M-shape of the middle upper lip is distorted, creating a fishy appearance she surely wasn't going for

Page 12: Straight Shuter gossip column -- James Bond will be gunning for Top Gun: Maverick on movie screens in November, and Tom Cruise isn't happy -- moving the Top Gun sequel from July to November has left Tom shaken and stirred and no one is more competitive than Tom and going up against the new 007 film starring Daniel Craig has put the fear of God into him because Tom likes to win and coming in second is not an option so get ready for an all-out box office war between Tom and James Bond and this is going to get ugly

* Just out-of-the-closet Colton Underwood has been invited back to his old stomping grounds on The Bachelor but he won't be the new Gay Bachelor, but there's been talk about him returning to help contestants through the process -- he'll literally play the gay best friend who helps the straight contestants find love

* Bridgerton stud Rege-Jean Page won't be back for season 2, but crossing the show's powerful producer Shonda Rhimes was not smart because Shonda is not used to being told no, especially by an actor no one had heard of before she cast him -- Rege-Jean was naive about the business of Hollywood, but he's learning fast but saying no to Shonda is a move he's now thinking twice about

* Irina Shayk had her hands full during a photo shoot in NYC (picture)

Page 13: Racy reality series The Bachelorette has so disgusted some American viewers, they've flooded the Federal Communications Commission (FCC) with complaints and calls to yank the sexy show from TV -- according to documents, a season 16 dodgeball game that turned into a stripping competition among Clare Crawley's suitors in 2020 especially fueled viewers' rage, even though the aired footage was blacked out to protect the men's privates but the game was not over until one team was fully naked

* Matchmaker Olivia Newton-John is itching to play Cupid for longtime pal John Travolta as her Grease co-star approaches the one-year anniversary of the death of his beloved wife Kelly Preston and Oliva would like nothing more than to bring some joy and happiness back into John's life and she has lots of beautiful, fun-filled lady friends from the U.S. and Australia she could set John up with but he may not be ready for a new romance, and John himself has admitted mourning is individual and experiencing your own journey is what can lead to healing and John still hasn't gotten over Kelly's death yet and it feels like yesterday to him

Page 15: Tiger Woods' former mistress Jamie Jungers is dishing about her doomed 18-month affair with the then-married golf great and the fallout that triggered her harrowing spiral into drug addiction in a juicy new tell-all -- Jamie, 38, said she met the skirt-chasing links legend, now recovering from a shattered right leg after a February car crash, during her stint as a party host in Sin City and she claimed they kicked off a fling behind the back of his wife Elin Nordegren and Tiger would often fly his new squeeze to his L.A. home for their secret trysts and Jamie said she even once signed for a package at the newlyweds' pad that turned out to be wedding photos of Tiger and his bride, who divorced the sex addict in 2010 -- but it was not too hard for Jamie to convince herself the couple's marriage was on the skids because Elin spent so much time in her native Sweden and Jamie confessed she loved Tiger in a way but knew they'd never have a real relationship -- things came to a screeching halt when the tightwad millionaire refused to help her find new digs and Jamie kept her lips zipped about the hush-hush affair for three years, but she claimed her ensuing media appearances, in which she was dubbed Mistress No. 4, left her feeling humiliated, triggering a $500 a day pill habit that led to her getting hooked on heroin and meth and homeless Jamie endured failed stints in rehab, went through detox while behind bars and hit rock bottom before getting clean in 2018 and now sober, she said of her former flame she's not in love with him anymore

Page 16: Picky parents Alec Baldwin and Hilaria Baldwin have found one thing that's even tougher than raising six kids: finding the right nanny -- Alec and Hilaria have high expectations for prospective carers and exacting demands when it comes to their duties and Hilaria is so involved with the kids, so she's especially vigilant and has the final say when it comes to hiring and firing though Alec definitely has his checklist on what makes a good nanny and try as they might, they realize they can't do everything themselves and need help, lots of it, but it's been a logistical nightmare getting a team of nannies organized as Alec and Hilaria are tough on them and firm and long hours and multitasking are a must and of course they must be quick on their toes and know what to do with a cranky set of children without losing their cool and a good disposition, a clean and tidy appearance and the ability to step in last minute when needed are all prerequisites to be a Baldwin nanny -- Hilaria and Alec feel guilty about using more help than they initially thought they'd need and typically have at least two nannies on duty and they're doing their best to keep their home from becoming a nuthouse and stay sane and even when Hilaria and Alec are both home at the same time, they still need help changing diapers and doing endless loads of laundry, preparing meals and snacks and assisting homeschooling for the older ones and making sure they all get plenty of exercise and playtime -- it's been a challenge and they won't settle for anything but the most skilled nannies, and their friends can see the efforts are paying off

Page 17: Britney Spears has taken to social media to insist she's OK, but there are increasing concerns over the singer's state of mind -- Britney, 39, has shared bizarre Instagram posts showing her maniacally dancing and also bellyached that she's trying to learn how to use technology in this technology-driven generation, but to be totally honest she can't stand it -- the wacky videos followed the documentary Framing Britney Spears, which cast an unflattering spotlight on her troubled history amid her fight to have her conservator dad Jamie Spears removed from overseeing her personal and financial affairs and Britney, who has not had control over her own cash or major life decisions since her notorious 2008 breakdown, said the documentary's portrayal embarrassed her and brought her to tears and she cried for two weeks -- still, Britney reassured fans she's totally fine and she's extremely happy, she has a beautiful home, beautiful children, referring to her sons Sean, 15, and Jayden, 14, and although Britney, who's been coupled up with 27-year-old personal trainer Sam Asghari since 2016, insisted she's enjoying herself, she was caught on camera in Malibu appearing out of sorts and she looked a total mess and she looked like she hadn't brushed her hair in days and the truth is she's wracked with anxiety and she doesn't trust anyone in her orbit except her boyfriend

Page 18: American Life -- Like many dads, J.B. Handley couldn't understand his teenage son, but in this case, 18-year-old Jamison Handley is autistic and has not spoken a word since he was born -- using a breakthrough strategy called Spelling to Communicate (STC), J.B. discovered his son was hyper-intelligent and now Jamison is graduating from high school and will go to college to study neuroscience in 2022

Page 19: Newly single Kanye West is in the market for someone to cuddle with now that Kim Kardashian is out of the picture and the National Enquirer has decided to help him in his quest: Amanda Gorman, Bjork, Quay Dash, Marina Abramovic, Maria Cristerna

* While Kanye West is looking for a new lady to be his creative muse, his estranged wife Kim Kardashian sees the dating pool as the source of her next career move -- Kim has not been romantically linked to anyone since she filed for divorce in February and she's not dating anyone because, if she were, it would be a career move and Kim can't date quietly; she doesn't even understand what that would be like

Page 22: Katie Holmes and her boytoy beau Emilio Vitolo Jr. haven't been photographed together in more than a month, leaving people to wonder if the once snap-happy couple's romance is cooling off -- after being constantly caught on camera packing on the PDAs, the coosome twosome's vanishing act has sources suspecting work stress is taking a toll -- they're still together but things aren't anything like they were, and Katie seems pretty down and Emilio has been working long hours at his dad's restaurant, which was hit hard during the pandemic and that's meant less time for him and Katie to hang out and their romance may have gone from full boil to simmer

* Hollywood Hookups -- Danica Patrick and Carter Comstock dating, Zac Efron and Vanessa Valladares split, Madison LeCroy is dating a mystery man

Page 23: Lizzo stripped nude on social media for an unedited selfie to promote body positivity in all its glory and the 32-year-old defied the haters by bravely going makeup-free and wearing only her birthday suit -- she said she's letting it all hang out to encourage girls struggling with their self-image and self-confidence to embrace their natural beauty

* Bethenny Frankel plans to spend a whopping $10 million on her upcoming wedding -- she is set to wed Paul Bernon after she was spotted flashing a ginormous sparkler reportedly worth over $400,000 and movie producer Paul, 43, has given Bethenny, 50, carte blanche to spend whatever she wants so she's thinking 50,000 roses, champagne, gilt-edged glasses, a garden setting with fountains, dancers and a choir and Bethenny wants it to be perfect and she expects the best of everything

* Julianna Margulies has admitted things were hot on the set of ER, and it was because she and co-star George Clooney had a crush on each other and the chemistry on the beloved TV series between Julianna, now 54, and George, 60, was organic, she gushed in her upcoming memoir -- she also said when you create an environment that people feel safe in, then you do your best work and George taught her that and she felt so safe with him

Page 25: Troubled Tori Spelling is convinced having a sixth baby is the only way to bring her rocky 15-year marriage to Dean McDermott back from the brink -- Tori, 47, and Dean, 54, have been living separate lives for months and she has frequently been seen in public without her wedding ring and lately they've been more like brother and sister than husband and wife, but Tori is under the impression that another baby will give them a fresh start -- Dean has tried to repair their romance by taking on more dad duties and he even pushed for a recent family getaway to Palm Springs, where Tori socked her husband with the ultimatum to give her another baby or hit the highway and it's true they got along a lot happier when she was pregnant, but a lot of people think she's being delusional since they still have a lot of issues to work through and having another kid isn't going to be a magic fix and in fact, it may even add to their problems

Page 26: Cover Story -- Prince Harry's desperate bid to make peace with his estranged royal family exploded spectacularly when his father Prince Charles gave him an ultimatum to divorce Meghan Markle or you're out forever -- the secret showdown came after the funeral for his grandfather Prince Philip that forced family members to reunite for the first time following a year of bitterness and shocking allegations and any hope Harry had of mending fences and being welcomed back went out the window when he broke Queen Elizabeth's heart by snubbing her 95th birthday right after the funeral because he flew back to California the day before her birthday and it was the last straw for Charles, who was furious and he was stunned his son couldn't wait just 24 hours more to show respect for his grandmother and felt compelled to rush back to his pregnant wife Meghan and it would have meant so much for Her Majesty, who was still mourning her husband and needs all the comfort she can get but instead Harry headed back to his ritzy $14 mansion and Hollywood lifestyle, callously leaving his grieving grandmother on what should have been her big day -- the word is Meghan ordered him back as he'd been gone 10 days, their longest separation since they wed, and she didn't want his family playing mind tricks on him, trying to convince him he should return to the U.K. -- Charles confronted his younger son about snubbing Her Majesty during a phone call from his country getaway in Wales, where Charles was grieving his father Prince Philip and considering the future of the monarchy and Charles didn't mince words and he called Harry selfish and blamed Meghan for ripping the family apart and he bluntly admitted he and other royals, including the queen herself, were deeply disappointed and very angry by what the couple said in an explosive tell-all TV special and he couldn't believe Harry would agree to such a devastating interview without pressure from his publicity-obsessed wife or her advisors and Charles told Harry he was ashamed of him for turning his back on his family and breaking his grandmother's heart and Charles said he didn't believe Harry's marriage can survive long-term and suggested that Meghan was so ambitious, she'd dump Harry when something, or someone, better came along then he shockingly told his son he would only be welcomed back if he divorced that American actress and Charles insisted divorce was the only way to save the royal family and Harry himself -- Harry faced a great deal of frostiness from other members of the family after he arrived for Philip's funeral: Princess Anne, Prince Edward, his wife Sophie and other relatives didn't even look at Harry, they are so angry with him and Meghan, and Prince William and his wife Duchess Kate tried to put on a united front, speaking to Harry as they walked away from the service, but it was all for show as the queen had ordered a truce in the feud to avoid another public scandal, but family feelings are running very deep against Harry and Meghan for quitting royal duties and trashing the royals in their interview and the truth is if Harry doesn't divorce Meghan, this rift will never be mended

Page 36: Ellen DeGeneres confessed she'd swilled three cannabis-laced drinks and popped two snooze-inducing pills before driving wife Portia de Rossi to the hospital for an emergency appendectomy -- during an interview with Jimmy Kimmel, Ellen said she'd downed a commercial beverage containing the weed compounds THC and CBD and admitted she didn't feel anything and then she drank three, and she also took two melatonin sleep pills and she's lying in bed and realizes Portia is not in bed -- after finding Portia on all fours and in pain, Ellen claimed her adrenaline kicked in and she rushed Portia to the hospital

Page 38: Gwyneth Paltrow knows at least one person who is not a fan of her catalog of sex toys: her mom Blythe Danner -- while Gwynnie loves to bang the drum for frisky female fun by hawking vibrators, whips, handcuffs, genital-themed jewelry and even a candle called This Smells Like My Orgasm, her 78-year-old mother is always shocked by her raunchy online inventory and is very proper, but Gwyneth said even proper ladies have sexuality too -- although her mom is not lining up to purchase the BDSM starter kit or the $15,000 gold-plated dildo, Gwyneth remains committed to tackling taboos related to female pleasure, saying she thinks that our sexuality is such an important part of who we are and one of the things they really believe in at Goop is eliminating shame from these topics

* The Entourage crew might get back together, with Charlie Sheen joining the gang -- the creator of the bro show and 2015 spinoff movie said he may bring the boys back with his buddy Charlie in the reboot and Doug Elin says whether he would ever be in Entourage as Charlie Sheen or whether he would create a character for him, he would be all for it -- Charlie hasn't been seen on the big screen since a 2018 guest spot on Saturday Night Live

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