#crystal-x-gigi

[gggoode]

can u believe i posted a fic !!!!!!

#just a little oneshot x little 12k oneshot x #crygi #crystal methyd #gigi goode #my writing

[crygimethydgoode]

ugh bring me back to May 2021 Lover’s Fantasia core

#crygi #gigi goode #crystal methyd #crygimethydgoode #drag race #crystal methyd x gigi goode #fanfic #lover’s fantasia #please read this we promise you’ll love it #rpdr12

[sweetestberryofthebunch]

Threesome Nicky/Gigi/Crystal

This is such an interesting idea, lemme give this a shot! It mostly turned into horny-for-Nicky time, and somewhere in there i sprinkled some exhibitionism, don’t ask me how that happened. Hope you enjoy nonetheless xx Big thanks to my love MermaidTail for looking over this!

The air was hot, flickering candlelight illuminated the room. While it was certainly very atmospheric, Crystal couldn’t deny that it was also incredibly hot. On the other hand, that would probably still be the case if the candles weren’t there.

The grim, hollering thunderstorm had locked them inside since the early afternoon. Gigi had been annoyed, her plans to go shopping went down the drain for the day, Crystal had jumped in excitement and quickly gathered her favourite DVDs by the TV, and Nicky? Nicky had smiled, slipped into her silken night robe and poured them all a glass of Wine.

They had made it through one third of the first movie, huddled up on the huge sofa with all their pillows and blankets, when the power went off. Gigi had let out a groan, not even movie night went right today and Crystal had jumped up to check if the lights in the kitchen had turned off as well. Not that she could do much to fix it anyways. After facebook confirmed that the entire block was without power, Gigi looked ready to throw hands with someone, anyone. Angrily, she shoved the sofa cushions.

„This October sucks!“, she announced, brows furrowed in frustration, „First I had to cancel plans with Jaida, now we can’t even have a chill movie night without something going wrong!“ She bit her own lip, hard enough that Crystal almost expected it to draw blood. The sight shouldn’t be as arousing as it was. Silently, as to not disturb her girlfriends angry outburst, she sat back down on the sofa, legs crossed.

„I bet by tomorrow the whole fridge will be molten and we’re gonna have another mess!“

„Relax cherié“, Nicky was oddly calm, setting up candles all over their shelves and tables, lighting the room in a warm, dim ambiance. She was quite the view in her silky nightgown, short, tussled hair, frame illuminated by candlelight. There was a twinkle in her eye when she turned back to the others, climbing onto the sofa to settle down in front of Gigi. The gown pooled around her, long, wide sleeves gathering at the elbows. Her long, delicate fingers reached up to brush the ginger’s hair out of her face, cupping Gigi’s cheeks with both hands. The soft skin on her palms was warm from the candles, the smell of eau the toilette and melting wax surrounding her like an aura. Her face was calm, relaxed, but her eyes burned with something deep, something both Gigi and Crystal knew all too well. It dripped from her voice like honey, like the wax on the candles all around them. „We’re gonna pass the time just fine, I promise.“

With that, Nicky closed the distance between them, locking Gigi‘s lips in a gentle kiss. A small, breathless whine escaped Gigi’s throat, causing Crystal to instinctively inch closer to her partners. Nicky broke the kiss with a chuckle, one hand reaching out for Crystal as while the other one rested against Gigi’s cheek. Her demeanour was calm, collected, however the smug twinkle in her eyes gave away just how much she enjoyed being able to rile both of them up this fast. When her lips crashed together with Crystal’s, her tongue almost instantly found its way into her mouth, exploring it like it was the first time.

While Crystal leaned into the kiss, her hands getting tangled up Nicky’s short blonde hair, Gigi discarded herself of her shirt and sweatpants. Her impatient huff made Nicky let go of Crystal, the latter chasing after the blondes lips for just a moment. However, the sensation was immediately replaced by Gigi’s firm hands, her fingers slipping under Crystals shirt for just a moment before tugging the fabric over her head and throwing it to the side carelessly. Nicky chuckled, one hand resting on the small of Gigi’s back as they shared a well knowing look. One short kiss between the two later, and suddenly Crystal was pinned down against the mattress, Gigi hovering over her, their lips connecting in a hungry kiss.

Gigi was straddling her, one knee on each side of her hips and both of her hands held Crystal firmly by the jaw as her kisses slowly trailed downwards, over the corner of her mouth and towards her jaw. Nicky was nestled right beside them on her knees, her robe falling off of one shoulder eyes hungrily fixed on Gigi’s antics as her fingers gently brushed through Crystal’s brown locks, splayed out on the cushion.

A whine escaped Crystals throat when she felt her grab a fist of blonde curls and give them a gentle tug, simultaneously with Gigi sucking a deep red mark on the sensitive skin of her neck.

There was no doubt that tonight, the two of them had teamed up on her, and she was more than okay with it. Anything to keep a moody Gigi entertained.

Just as the thought crossed her mind, the redhead moved further down with her kisses, her hands finding Crystals breasts, still clad in a comfortable cotton bra. She didn’t hesitate before grabbing the fabric and pulling it down, exposing Crystals entire chest. She hovered over them for a moment, her eyes, hungry and lustful, searching for Nicky’s. The blonde leaned forward and they met in a searing, long kiss, right above Crystals hardening nipples. It was almost unbearable, the sounds coming from her throat showing the other two just how much their teasing affected her.

Nicky let go of Gigi’s lips, the faint red of her tinted chapstick smeared all around the others mouth, eyes always fixed on Crystal. Before the latter had any chance to react, she could already feel the warm, wet sensation of Gigi finally locking her lips around one of her nipples. Her teeth grazed over the sensitive skin, tongue flicking the silver ring of Crystals nipple piercing up and down. A deep, sinfully loud moan escaped Crystals throat and the threw her head back, hands tangled in Gigis autumn curl. Her fingertips grazed her scalp before being met with Nicky’s, who’s hand rested on the back of Gigis skull, gently pushing her down towards Crystal. The corners of her lips turned upwards into a satisfied smile as she watched them, like an artist marvelling at their own masterpiece. When her eyes interlocked with Crystal‘s, she winked at her, head just slightly cocked to the side. Nicky revelled in the control she had over Crystal and Gigi, nothing made her smile wider than watching the things she could make them do to each other by pushing their buttons just right. Before she had joined their relationship, Crystal had never thought she would enjoy being watched by a third as much as she did now.

„Nicky“, she whined out, eyes fluttering shut as she felt Gigi smirk against her chest. The redhead knew just how much Crystal revelled under Nicky’s gaze, especially in a position like this, where it took all her self control to not just buck her hips up, searching for any friction between her and Gigi‘s hips, which the taller girl rolled against her in the rhythm of her tongue‘s antics.

Nicky understood Crystal‘s plea without needing another word from her, leaning down to reward her with a chaste kiss before sitting back up.

Gigi released Crystals nipple with a wet pop. Her eyes wandered over her work, Crystals skin glistening with saliva, bruises and hickeys already forming around the nipple.

„Marvellous work cherié“, Nicky cooed, pressing her lips against Gigi‘s temple, „Now, why don‘t you let me take care of the other one? I think you’re needed more somewhere else …“, Nicky’s fingers trailed down Gigi’s back, where they wandered right over to Crystals inner thigh. Crystal let out a high pitched gasp when she pressed a single finger down against her clit. Even with her panties still on, she knew Nicky must be able to feel the wetness pooling down there. Gigi chuckled, leaning into Nicky for another quick kiss.

„Sounds perfect“, she purred, her eyes finding Crystals, „Doesn’t it?“

All she could do to answer was press her eyes shut and nod frantically, taking a few deep breaths as the other two shifted above her. Gigi shuffled downwards, pushing her legs apart to settle right between them, her palms resting against their soft insides. Nicky stayed sat beside them, comfortable on her knees as she leaned down, her fingers painfully slowly trailing over Crystals collarbones, ever so slightly wandering lower before inevitably coming back up, never quite reaching where Crystal wanted her most. And all the could do was lay there, mouth agape, eyes shut, and let it happen. Merely little gasps and whines let the others know just how much of an effect their antics had on her. Well, those and the pool of arousal Gigi was met with the moment she slid Crystals panties down her legs.

Other than Nicky, she wasted no time, immediately diving in, her tongue swirling through her damp folds, nose ever so slightly pressing into her clit. Crystal mewled out, gripping the sheets on each side of her.

Nicky on the other hand continued to take her time. She supported her own body with one hand, the other one lazily trailing around Crystal’s chest in circles. Her fingertips circled around her skin, wandering up to her hardened nipple, only to immediately retreat again to fumble with the bra strap that uselessly hung down Crystals arm.

Crystal whined loudly at her. The sensation of Gigi working fast and effectively where she needed it the most drew a stark contrast to Nicky lazily trailing her fingers around, more watching then actually being involved herself. It muddled Crystals brain, she wasn’t sure whether she was begging for more or less, who she pleaded to and what exactly it was she wanted. All she knew was that her breaking point was approaching, even more rapid as Gigi wrapped her lips around her clit and began to suck relentlessly. Crystals hips bucked upwards, chasing the friction and Nicky let out a low moan herself at the view.

Finally, the blonde let her finger reach where Crystal wanted it, pinching once, twice, before letting her thumb and index finger play with the piercing on that side. Her eyes were fixed on Gigi, who wrapped her arms around each of Crystals thighs, pulling her in closer. Crystals gasps became frantic, her breath cut short and she felt her whole body start to shake. When Nicky let out a laugh, cupping Crystals breast with her entire palm, the orgasm finally washed over her like an ice cold ocean wave. She allowed herself to dip in, shuddering at the sensation as long as it lasted.

When Gigi retreated from her spot at last, a long sigh left Crystal’s mouth. It was cut short quickly by Gigi’s own lips though, who crawled upwards to give Crystal a taste of herself. The brunette let herself fall into the kiss, leaning upwards and wrapping both of her arms around Gigi to pull her slim figure close. They both smiled into the kiss, staying wrapped up in one another for just a moment to catch their breaths before Gigi rolled over to make space for Nicky, who had nestled down beside them, now wrapping one arm around Crystals waist, gently caressing her hip.

„Are you alright?“, she murmured, her accent always thicker when she whispered. A smile rested on her lips, pride and satisfaction written all over her face. One single look into her eyes was enough for Crystal to spot the arousal in her dilated pupils though. The night really had just begun.

Having finally caught her breath, Crystal nodded, sharing a short kiss with Nicky. „I’m okay“, she reassured, Gigi nodding in agreement, her head cocked to the side in anticipation. A grin spread over Crystals face and she slowly sat up, turning around to face her girlfriends. „If I‘m correct, it‘s someone else’s turn now…“ And with that, she grabbed Gigi‘s hips and pinned her down into the cushions, swallowing her surprised giggle with a hungry kiss.

She couldn’t see it, but as Crystal nipped hungrily at Gigi‘s lips, Nicky’s face softened, a lump forming in her throat. She swallowed it down, closing her eyes for a moment, overwhelmed with adoration and gratitude for the two girls in front of her. Never in her life would she have guessed she’d find someone who could satisfy her needs, let alone two people. On top of that, they were her best friends in the entire world, the two people Nicky loved the most. And here they were, hips grinding in sync, lips interlocked, just for her to see. Nicky opened her eyes again. She truly was the luckiest girl, even with no electricity and their freezer probably melting away this very moment. But what did that even matter when you were loved and loved back? What did that matter when you had your favourite people let you see them at their rawest, just because they knew you enjoyed it? With a soft smile, she leaned back against the sofa cushions and let herself fully enjoy the show she knew she was going to get.

#berry’s writings #Nicky doll x Gigi Goode x Crystal Methyd #crygi #goodedoll #methydoll #? #kinktober 2022

[petitmonde]

With several months spent on this WIP, mostly it collecting dust and then getting some love, I've begun wondering if I should keep it a one-shot or attempt to divide it into chapters.

Mechanical Hearts, the one and only Crygi fic I'll write, already stands at 12K words. It's not even halfway done....

#ramblings #yes it's that robot gigi x inventor crystal fic #i really should finish it #at some point

[artificialqueens]

💎 Beach Day (Crygi, Jasya) - Strawberry

Summary: Growing tired of staying in their hot apartment during a heat wave, Gigi and Crystal take Daya and her new girlfriend Jasmine to the beach.

A/N: Another fic for the pride bingo! This time I used the prompt beach day! 

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They barely got to the end of June before there was a heat wave. Crystal and Gigi were practically melting away inside of their apartment, thanks to the broken AC that their landlord was putting off repairing. 

The only good thing about the current situation in Crystal’s eyes was that it became increasingly rare for Gigi to wear clothes. The green haired girl figured she could deal with the heat as long as her lovely girlfriend would continue to strip down to her underwear every single time she got back from running errands or work.

Gigi, however, did not have the same outlook as her girlfriend. She was secretly getting on Crystal’s nerves a little bit with her whining and complaining about how hot it was. It didn’t make sense to the Latina in the slightest because the ginger was from California and definitely dealt with warmer temperatures in the past. 

Being the great girlfriend she is, Crystal finally came up with an idea that she thought would satisfy Gigi: “Do you want to go to the beach tomorrow?” 

As she predicted, the taller girl was very into this idea, “I do! And we can take Daya, I’m sure she’s melting at your parent’s house. But not as badly as we are.”

“That’s a great idea!” Crystal had made an effort to text and call her little sister more since the two of them had taken her to pride, but they hadn’t seen each other in person since Daya was dropped off at home at the end of the day. “I’ll text her right now.” 

crystal: your favorite half sister was wondering if you would like to go to the beach tomorrow with me and geege???

daya: i would like to, but huge problem! jasmine is supposed to come over tomorrow and i want to see her D:

Daya and Jasmine started dating pretty quickly after they had first met at pride, the brunette excitedly calling up her big sister after she had asked the trans girl to be her girlfriend. Crystal and later Gigi were over the moon for her, but it blew the Latina’s mind. How was her baby sister already dating? It felt like she started elementary school not that long ago and now she was going into high school with a girlfriend.

crystal: i don’t see why she couldn’t come with us. i can call jasmine’s mom to make sure it’s okay if you want to.

daya: i’m sure jasmine’s mom will let her go. we’re not five!!!

crystal: yes you are. stop being in denial

daya: you’re the one in denial

Not being able to defend herself from that statement, Crystal locked her phone, giving her undivided attention to the ginger, “Geege, we have ourselves a double date at the beach tomorrow.” 

Gigi’s eyes lit up at that, “Oh, great! We need to eavesdrop on them and make sure Jasmine’s a good girlfriend to Daya since it’s her first relationship, you know.”

Crystal knew that she was dating a very caring woman, but Gigi wanting to make sure Daya was dating the right girl made her love the ginger even more, “You’re so cute. You know that, right?” 

That observation earned the green haired girl a soft kiss on the cheek, “I might, but tell me again. I like compliments.” 

_

“How do you own so many swimsuits?” Crystal questioned, perched on their bed as Gigi tried on bikini after bikini, trying to find the perfect one to wear to the beach. 

The Latina was under the impression that her girlfriend owned at least twenty bikinis, and that was excluding the three she had put aside for Jasmine because Daya had texted earlier in the morning saying that the blonde did not own one since she hadn’t been to the beach since before she had started transitioning. 

“How do you only have one swimsuit?” She replied, pulling out a pink, spotted bikini out of the back of the drawer that held her many bathing suits. 

The Latina only had a black halter bikini top that she paired with a colorful pair of swim trunks which she had changed into right after breakfast. “Fair enough.” 

“Is this one good? I’m not sure.” Gigi asked, staring at herself in the mirror. Crystal positioned herself so she was also in the reflection, giving her girlfriend a thumbs up. 

“I like it, but I like all of the things you wear. It’s also the only one you’ve tried on so far that’s somewhat modest.”

That seemed to please Gigi, who was now pulling on a pair of shorts to wear in the car and at Crystal’s parent’s house. “Um, the rest of my modest ones are in the Jasmine pile. But I’ll go with this one, then. Let’s go, I’m dying in here.”

The first thing Crystal did when she turned on the car was blast the AC. Gigi’s face was shoved up against the vents on the passengers side as they once again made the drive to pick up Daya and Jasmine. 

The green haired girl was thrilled. She didn’t really talk to Jasmine while they were at pride because the last thing Crystal wanted to do was embarrass her half-sister. She was delighted that she would get to have a conversation with the blonde and of course, make sure that she was the right girl for Daya to be dating.

“Crystal, you can’t embarrass Daya today.”

The shorter girl let out a whine, “I would never do that!”

“You embarrass me on a daily basis.” Gigi pointed out. “You’re definitely going to embarrass her.”

“I’m not intentionally trying to embarrass anyone!” She tried to save herself even though she knew that Gigi was going to pull up a list of the ‘Top Ten Most Embarrassing Crystal Methyd Moments: 2022 Edition’ and make her relive the memories.

“You didn’t intentionally scream bloody murder in the grocery store because Harry Styles announced he was releasing a new single?” 

That was definitely in the top five, Crystal felt her cheeks start to heat up at the mention of her outburst. “Geege, that was like, three months ago. You need to let it go.” 

“The store manager came over to ask if you were okay! It was so fucking embarrassing!” 

The green haired girl gripped the steering wheel tighter, there was no point in fighting with her girlfriend. “It was. I’m sorry.” 

Gigi patted Crystal on the shoulder, “Thank you.” 

They pulled into the driveway and got out of the Subaru, the ginger speed walking to the front door to escape the heat and enjoy the luxury of a house that did have air conditioning. 

Daya let the two in right away, Crystal pulling her little sister into a hug while Gigi handed the plastic bag of swimsuit options over to Jasmine. “I didn’t know what you would like so I brought you a few options.”

“Thank you so much Gigi, it means a lot!” The blonde grinned, going off into the bathroom down the hall to get situated. 

“Everything going okay?” Crystal asked, not letting Daya out of her grasp. “You like Jasmine?”

“Yes!” Daya whined, trying to get out of the tight hug she was trapped in. “Jasmine is great but pleeease don’t embarrass me today.”

The green haired girl let out a dramatic gasp, “Why does everyone think that I’m going to embarrass you?” 

Daya and Gigi sighed. Crystal knew they were in the right for thinking that, but it was still slightly rude.

The three engaged in small talk, which turned into a conversation about Glee that Crystal could not participate in because she refused to join Gigi whenever she would watch an old episode. She genuinely couldn’t tell if her girlfriend and little sister were fucking with her or not as they discussed in great detail about how the cheerleading coach at the in universe school got married to herself.

When Jasmine came out of the bathroom, it was clear that the blonde had been crying. The three stopped their conversation as she joined the group, no one knowing what to say.

“What’s wrong, Jazzy?” Daya asked, voice full of concern. 

“I’m just really happy,” She admitted, “I was really scared to put on a bikini because I’ve never had one before but I’m just so happy with how I look in it.” 

That warmed Crystal’s heart. She couldn’t help but be reminded of the day that she and Gigi skipped class to go to Target because the ginger was fed up with not having any feminine clothing. Gigi was so euphoric that she ended up crying in the dressing room after trying on a skirt. 

“Isn’t it the best feeling in the world?” Gigi asked the younger girl as Daya hugged the blonde tightly. Jasmine nodded, starting to cry once again.  

“You’re going to start feeling that a lot more now. There’s still days that dysphoria hits you like a bitch, but it gets better. That’s really fucking cheesy, I know, but it’s true.” After Daya let go of Jasmine, Gigi wrapped the younger girl in her arms.

They got on the road after the two trans girls finished their bonding moment, Gigi putting her number into Jasmine’s phone and telling her that she would be there if the blonde needed anything. 

Crystal felt like she wanted to cry at how sweet Gigi was, she couldn’t wait to call the ginger her wife.

_

Going to the beach was probably the best idea Crystal had in a while. While it was crowded because of the heat wave, none of the girls seemed to mind since it meant they had a chance to cool down. 

After making sure Gigi put on sunscreen before she began to sunbathe on the shore, the green haired girl headed into the water with Daya and Jasmine. The girlfriends started to play mermaids, which the older girl quickly involved herself in since Gigi thought she was too cool to mess around.

While she didn’t outwardly say anything in front of Jasmine, Daya started to grow annoyed by Crystal’s presence, trying to convince her to go check in on Gigi. 

“Fine, I’ll leave you two alone, but I will be keeping my eye on you.” She playfully threatens as she swims to shore and goes back to where Gigi had fallen asleep on the towel she was sunbathing on.

“Wake up, I’m bored,” Crystal whispers, shaking her girlfriend until she wakes up. 

Gigi slowly opened her eyes, glaring at the Latina. “I’m busy.”

“Would you still be busy if I offered to reapply your suntanning lotion?” She asked, knowing her girlfriend would melt at the offer. 

“My schedule is cleared. I’m also in love with you.” Gigi replied lovingly, rolling over onto her stomach as Crystal dug the lotion out of the beach bag. It took everything in her not to say something stupid when she undid the string holding Gigi’s bikini top up and began rubbing the lotion on the ginger. 

“I love you,” Gigi mumbled, clearly on the verge of falling asleep again. “You’re so nice to me.” 

Not wanting her girlfriend to slip into slumber again, Crystal dug her fingers into Gigi’s sides to wake her up, making the ginger yelp. “Hey!” 

Crystal went back to rubbing her back, pretending like nothing happened. “Are you going to get into the water? I thought you wanted to go to cool down.”

“I just wanted to come so I could look hot in a bikini. But I’ll go in the water if you want me to.”

“Can we play mermaids?” Crystal asked, getting her hopes up.

“Absolutely not.”

Crystal stopped rubbing her back after that, Gigi sitting up and kissing her girlfriend. They cherished their alone time as they watched Jasmine and Daya splash each other in the distance. Eventually, Jasmine, pleading for mercy, came to shore to get away from the taller girl and Daya followed suit. 

“I’m glad you stopped being gross. I was scared to come back over here.” Daya comments as her and Jasmine sit down on the towel that was lying right next to Gigi’s.

Crystal had to laugh at that, “I was being gross because I was being nice to my girlfriend? You really are five.” 

“I am not!”

“Daya, we just got done playing mermaids.” Jasmine pointed out, making the brunette playfully shove her.

“That doesn’t mean anything.”

They stayed on the sand for a while, talking and joking around. As the conversation went on and hours passed, it was clear to the green haired girl that Jasmine fit into the dynamic perfectly. 

At the end of the day, as they loaded up into the Subaru, Crystal decided that Jasmine was a good girlfriend for her half sister, and she was sure that Gigi would agree with her.

#rpdr fanfiction #crystal methyd #gigi goode #daya betty #jasmine kennedie #crygi #daya x jasmine #fluff #fic challenge #pride 2022 #strawberry

[dre6ming]

Just us two, even in a crowded room

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Pairing: Austin Butler x fem reader

Warnings: anxiety, difficulty breathing, smut <minors dni> so much smut, fingering, oral (fem receiving) cursing, dirty talk… hope that’s all

Plot: you are invited to the met gala and meet with an old costar, something lights up between the two of you and it starts the rest of your lives.

Disclaimer: I don’t know anything about Austin’s relationship w/ Kaia and I’m not making any assumptions, but in my fic they are a PR stunt

Word count: 3800+

!!this was a request, but I won’t tag the person who asked for this, just in case they don’t want that kind of exposure!!! ~ Thank you for your request

It's ok, I'm fine, breathe... fuck what a lie I'm trying to sell to myself. I'm not fine! I can't breathe! I'm suffocating! Shit shit...fuck...

"You're out in a minute!" The driver shouts at me over the loud commotion happening outside, The Met Gala. It's not real, it can't be. "Ok just remember walk the carpet, you have to be on it for at least 15 minutes, I'll always be on the sideline the motion to you when to move!" Jenna, my publicists says. I nod my head and try to swallow to lump in my throat, but it doesn't work. My corset is too tight, it scratches my skin. The gold satin dress I'm wearing underneath makes me slip off my seat and all the pearls and chains that I have on my neck and torso weight probably 15 pounds, so as beautiful as they are, they only add to the resistance that's on my struggling lungs.

Suddenly I'm blinded by the lights as the door to the car opens. My publicist drags me out by the hand and I'm engulfed in a crowd of people applying finishing touches to my hair, make up, I think someone is also steaming my dress, cause there's steam around me. "Walk, smile, wave, look for me, I'll call you to interviewers. At the top, you pose and talk to some more interviewers." I'm pushed forward and I take a second to register everything.

My extremely high heels hurt my feet, I can barely walk in them. My whole body aches. I just want to cry. Drop to the ground and cry. Walking I smile for pictures. "(Y/n)! This way! Smile! More hip. To the left, no the other left!" People scream at me and I bet I look like one of those cactus toys that dances when you speak. I look for Jenna and as soon as her finger points ahead I move. Before I reach the steps she waves me over, so I balance on my feet going her way. I mic it shoved in my face.

"What inspired your look tonight?" I smile and giggle a little before I give my answer. "Well when working with Oscar De La Renta there's always pearls and crystals and you either go big or go home, se we came up with the idea to dress me up in as many crystals and pearls, gold accents and everything to resemble a treasure that you'd find in a king's possession" the concept had come to me after rewatching "Game of thrones" and the designers were head over heels with it, so they went as big as they could. 15 pounds of jewelry big. "And are you excited to see anyone tonight?" The next question comes. "Um you know I'm excited to meet Blake and Ryan, I can't wait to see my friends Gigi and Bella. You know it's a ballroom full of interesting people, so I'm excited to see everyone, really." My publicist pokes me in the ribs to sign that I have to move. "Thank you" I say and move along.

A thousand questions later, I can no longer feel anything from my neck down, just pain. I barely make it up the stairs and through the last interviews. "Good job. Now go in, socialize, take pictures for the instagram, have a good time!" Jenna says as I make my way through the doors. Inside there's lots of people, all of them familiar faces. "Hey (Y/n)!" Gigi says hugging me tight. "Gigi!" She so beautiful in her red outfit. "My god you look gorgeous!" She says and I blush. "Stop it, you must've walked by a mirror to see yourself, you're way more beautiful!" I complement her back. I try to take as many pictures for the social media and I interact with lots of people. I even met Blake and Ryan, such amazing people I have to say.

As my eyes scan the room they get locked into a pair of blue eyes. It takes me a minute to remember where I know those eyes, that smile and that hair. Austin fucking Butler himself, flashing a blinding smile my way. Suddenly the room is empty and I'm brought back in time, years ago, on the set of the movie we did together. We played a couple in the movie, back then he was dating Vanessa, but for the time that we filmed they took a break for some weeks, or that's what he told me for the duration of our fling. I can't call what we had anything else, we just hooked up a couple of times, though spoiler I had the best orgasms ever on his mouth. The thing lasted for the last month of filming and then he got back with Vanessa, we separated and never spoke again.

Now that mouth that brought me to ecstasy so many times, curls up in a smile that's sent my way. The tightness of my dress, becomes once again evident and I have to get some air. I make my way through the crowd out into one of the empty corridors. My breath is caught in my chest and I can't calm down. I think I'm going to faint, black dots cover my vision. Leaning back on one of the walls, I count. "One, two, three..." I don't even hear the footsteps approaching me. "(Y/n)?" I look up and through my lashes I see Austin. "Can't ... breathe..." it's all I say. "Oh ok, this way!" He take my hand and pulls me into one of the rooms, that I now find out is a bathroom. He locks the doors, as I steady myself on the counter, running my hands under cold water to try and cool off.

"What can I do?" He ask and out eyes meet in the mirror. The dress, I just need it of, but can I ask that? Should I ask that? "The dress, can you open the back?" He nods and steps closer, I can see on his face the confusion when he looks at the contraption that is my outfit m. "Up, there's a hook, unhook that and then you'll see the zipper" I say out of breath. He does as I say, Austin's warm fingers brush my back. It takes him about 5 minutes to finally open the top of the dress and I signal for him that's enough. "This thing is dangerous!" Austin says chuckling a bit at the situation. "Yeah, I told them it was too tight, but.."

I turn to look at him now that I can breathe and my vision is no longer blurry. "You look gorgeous by the way!" He says and I blush, not being able to keep the smile from my face. "Thank you, you look quite dashing yourself, mr Butler!" It's his turn to blush at my comment. Austin plays with the collar of his shirt and clears his throat. "So how have you been?" He ask. "Good, I've been good. Busy!" I say.

He nods his head, but he does that just so he can scan me head to toe. "Congratulations on your Marvel contract! Playing Captain Marvel, is huge, can't imagine." I laugh at his comment. "Speak for yourself, mr Presley!" As the sentence leaves my mouth I realize I might of used a tone that's a bit too flirty, since his jaw clenches and he coughs to hide his breath getting stuck. "You here alone?" He ask. "Yeah, you?" He looks at the door, playing with the material of his suit jacket in between his long fingers. "No, I'm here with my girlfriend." I look away trying to hide my disappointment. "Vanessa's here?" Apparently I said that out loud, but instead of nodding he shakes his head. "We broke up, I'm with Kaia, now!"

I swallow, playing with the pearls on my dress. "Oh" is all I say. "It's just PR, though!" He quickly adds. My eyes widen at his statement. "Oh" he comes closer, arms sneaking around my waist. The tips of his fingers brush my exposed skin on the back and I shiver. He drops his head down, bringing his mouth closer to mine, I close my eyes and I wait for his soft lips on mine. "You know, I called you, all those years ago. Texted you a couple of times too, not one reply!" Austin breath brushes my lips, my mouth goes dry. "I lost my phone, I had to change my number!" One of his hands goes up to the back of my pearl covered neck. "Too bad" his lips are finally crashing against mine. My hands fly to his hair, grabbing a fistful of it and pulling. The growl that escapes his mouth vibrates through my chest. I can feel the arousal gathering in my panties. I moan against his lips.

We break the kiss to catch our breath, I didn't think I'd ever see him again and if I did think about it it wasn't like this. "You look absolutely drop dead gorgeous princess, but I can't fuck you in this dress..." he says through gritted teeth. Underneath my dress I rub my thighs together, to get some much needed relief. "Ah please.." it's pathetic, the way the word comes out of my mouth but I'm desperate. He shakes his head and makes a tsk noise with his tongue. "Where are you staying while in New York?" He asks. "In my own apartment, I live here." He had no way of knowing that, cause for us it was sex and just sex, nothing more, hearing that he tried to text me after we parted ways puts questions in my mind. Did he want more? If so did he always want it or just after I left?

"Here put your number in, I'll text you tonight, you better answer, you give me the location for your apartment." I take the phone with trembling hands, putting my number in. "What name should I give it?" He said the relationship was just PR, but then again even years ago I had a feeling he was lying about being on a break with Vanessa. I'm not saying he's a cheater but he also doesn't seem very monogamous.

"Just put your name, it's fine, she won't care, just like I don't care she fucks other guys, it's PR" I nod my head and put my name down giving the phone back when I'm done. "I have to get back, my publicist will be looking for me, zip up my dress?" I turn around and wait. He comes behind me, his finger tips glide from my neck to my lower back, it leaves goosebumps and I stop breathing. Austin pulls the zipper up closing the dress. "You walk out of here first, I'll stay at the gala for another hour."

I breathe out, already noticing the tightness of my dress restricting it. I walk out without looking at him, going the find my publicist so I can tell her I'm going home. "Jenna, I'm leaving, pull up the car." She nods and quickly texts the driver to come around to the back exit. She gives me my bag and I'm on my way. First I have to stop, by Oscar de la Renta's atelier. It takes the stylists about 40 minutes to unglam me all. I now can finally breathe. The traffic is horrible right now due to it being redirected to smaller streets to avoid the gala. As I wait in the car my phone buzzes: "I'm in the car, tell me where" the text from the unknown number reads. I respond immediately and save the number to my phone as Austin.

When the car stops in front of my building I get out and enjoy a bit of the cold air. I appreciate that now my lungs can expand to their liking. I hear another car pull up, I don't pay any mind to it. That's of course until a set of arms hugs me from behind. I jump scared, but the arms only tighten around me. "Shh baby, it's me, Austin" I relax and lean back on his tall figure. "Come on lets go up"

He lets go of my waist and takes my hand in his. We walk hand in hand, we stay like that all through the elevator ride up to my floor. I can't stop my mind from racing, what I'm doing is something I stoped a long time ago, one night stands. We get in my apartment, but I don't remember unlocking the door, he must've taken the keys out of my hand and do it. "I need a shower" I say passing my hand through my greasy hair. "What a coincidence, I seem to be needing a shower too." He says chuckling. I shake my head smiling at him, as I lift on my tip toes and kiss him. Before Austin can pull me in to deepen the kiss I pull away.

Turning around I take my sweater over my head. I hear him moan when he sees I have no bra on, even if he can't see my breasts, just my bare back. I move my hands to my sweat pants and pull them off along with my underwear. "My god baby, that ass looks amazing!" He says. I shiver at his wards and he lets out a laugh. Walking to the bathroom without looking at him I hear him struggle to get his clothes off, he's still in the gala outfit. It's my turn to laugh as I hear him curse under his breath.

I turn the shower on and wait for the water to warm up. I start with my hair, putting shampoo in it and rinse it out. He comes into the shower, arms sticking me to his tones body. "God you're beautiful." He kisses my jaw, my neck, my shoulder, my breasts. "Austin..." he gets on his knees, I look down at him and the moment my (e/c) eyes meet his blue eye, pupils blown, I moan. "Baby, I'd fuck you in the shower but I can't without a condom. Instead I'll eat your pretty pussy then after you're done cuming, I'll take you to the bed and fuck you so good, you won't be able to walk for days." I moan louder, buckling my hips forward. He places a hand on my hip pushing me flush against the shower wall.

With his free hand he puts my leg on his shoulder. Using two long fingers to spread me for him, he growls seeing how wet I am. "My is this just for me?" I'm too blissed out to talk. He takes his hand away and before I can complain he slaps my pussy. "Speak!" I struggle in his grasp and because I don't answer fast enough, he slaps my pussy again. I throw my head back crying out in pleasure. "You, you. Fuck only you!" I look down at him. Fuck he looks so good, hair wet stuck to his head, eyes glimmering and shit eating grin on his lips. I grab my boobs in my hands playing with them. "Good girl" He chuckles.

"Please!" I beg for him to do something, anything. Austin listens to my pleas and his lips finally kiss my clit. He starts slow, but that ends soon. With an animalistic groan he goes to work. He moves up and down from my clit to my hole. Austin circles my hole with his tongue. "Austin-" I grab his hair with one hand and push him further into my pussy. He goes to suck on my clit, as he pushes two fingers in me. The stretch stings a bit but as soon as he curls the fingers up to pet that one spot inside, my knees buckle. He pushes himself against me harder to make sure I don't fall. He moans around me sending vibrations through me.

"God you're so tight, how long has it been baby?" As soon as he talks he goes back to my clit. I guess he was expecting an answer, cause his teeth graze my clit and with a loud cry I cum all over his face. "Too long...shit.." I say out of breath. My walls squeeze around his fingers as he helps me through my first orgasm. After he licks me clean he gets up, kissing me hungrily.

Turning the water off he takes a step back to watch me all fucked out. He shoves his fingers in my mouth. I lick them clean and let them go with a 'pop' sound. I look down and see his hard cock twitch. Has he gotten bigger? "Come on baby, let's go to the bed." I nod and get out. I dry myself quickly, then hand him the towel.

When we reach my bedroom, Austin slaps my butt and I let out a squeal. "Where do you keep the condoms honey?" I sit down on the bed, lean over to the night stand and take a condom out. When I look at him, he seems to have found my robe on the floor, cause he now plays with the silk tie from it. "Give me your hands" I put my hands together and hold the out for him as he ties them up. "Lay on your back!"

I do as he says, it's like every drop of my free will has been drained out of me, but god I love it. I turn my head to look at him, he's rolling the condom on giving himself as few pumps. I moan and squeeze my thighs together. Austin lifts his head up, when he sees me, he grins. "I'm coming baby!" He laughs and gets up on the bed. Using both hands to spread my legs he gets on top of me. I lift my hips up to meet his, but I'm pined to the bed by his strong hands. "Keep your hands above your head, sweat pea!" I do as he says and fight everything in me not to touch him.

As he aligns his dick, tip pushing against my hole, my hands fly over, hooking his head in between them and the bound. He lifts his hips away from me. "No..." I whine. "Hands up baby or I ain't fucking you." I sigh and lift my hands above my head.

He aligns himself again and slowly pushes in. Austin has to hide his head in the crook of my neck and bite the flesh there as he moans at my velvet walls hugging his dick. "Fuck honey, so tight for me, agh" he says, I try to move my hips moaning, but he doesn't allow it. "Fuck me, now!" I demand and he thankfully has no more teasing in him. He starts to drive his hips into mine, the slow pace kills me. "Faster" he nods and picks up the pace.

Not being able to touch him is torture. It's like he's read my mind, as he untied me. "Touch yourself baby!" My hand goes straight for my clit, as he lifts himself up on his arms, arching forward, this position gives him new leverage. His tip hits my crevix every time and I start to see stars. "I'm close.." I say breathy. "Me to baby, when I tell you, yeah? Like the old times." I nod and move my hand faster around my clit as he speeds up.

We keep this up for a little bit, but I can't hold on no more, my legs shake, my wall contract sound him. He's also very close, sweat now mixed with the water in his head, thrusts sloppier, moan louder. "Now baby!" He says in my ear and I obey his command. My pussy contracts around him and he fucks us through our orgasms.

A few minutes later he's still inside me, the both of us are panting hard trying to recover. As my mind slowly comes to the surface of the hazy pleasure I feel him pull out, the emptiness is unbearable. "Come back!" I say but slap myself in my mind immediately, this was a one time thing. Right? Yeah!

"I'm here baby, I had to throw the condom out." He says as he scoops me up in his embrace. I lay on his side, head on his chest, legs tangled with his, one hand under my head and the other playing with the hair on his chest. He as one hand supporting his head and the other draws circles on my back. "I'm supposed to stay with Kaia, until after the Oscars, but it doesn't mean that I can't be happy while doing that." I don't quite follow what he's saying so I stay quiet. "I want to take you out to diner, but I can't risk paparazzi seeing us, can I come over some time this week and cook for you? I know it’s not the same, but I-"

"Yes" I interrupt him lifting my head to kiss his lips. When I pull away we both laugh. "Did you really text me after we finished filming?" I ask, he lifts my head with one hand to forces me to look him in the eyes. "Yes, I wanted us to be more, but since you never answered I just went back to Vanessa and tried to forget, but I never really did." I smile and start laughing.

"What's so funny?" His lips are smiling, but his eyes show the confusion in his mind. "Now I'm really upset at myself for losing that phone." He laughs out loud pulling me close to kiss my forehead. "It's fine baby, we have time."

I snuggle close to him and he covers us with a blanket since I started shivering from the cold by now. "So I guess now Elvis got to meet Captain marvel, right?" He asks and I giggle. "Wrong universe baby, his was DC, I’m from marvel"

Holding my chin in between his thumb and pointer finger, he shakes his head at me, leaning down to kiss me. "Let me have my moment honey, I'd say I fucked you good enough to deserve it" he says lips glued to mine and I gasp in his kiss. We keep talking some more and eventually fall asleep.

From that night on he keeps his promise, we see each other between closed doors, have dates either at our places or in very remote locations. After months of sneaking around, award season is done, he now has an Oscar, some Emmys and other awards to his belt. He broke up with Kaia and we make our official debut as a couple at the premiere for "Avengers: end game"

We end up dating for around 3 years and then one night we upgrade from a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship to engaged and a year later to a married couple. It's weird how full circle life has come around for us, but we couldn't be happier. And when we bring home our twin girls everything in life seems settled and at peace.

#elvis and priscilla #elvis songs #elvis film #baz luhrmann elvis #elvis fans #elvis biopic #austin butler elvis #austin butler smut #elvis smut #elvis music #elvis imagine #elvisaaronpresley #elvis 2022 #elvis presley #elvis the pelvis #elvis x reader #elvis the king #austin #butler #austin!elvis x reader #austin!elvis #smut #love

[cyanidelover666]

yesterday i was writing down every artist i listen to in my notes app in a random order and now i want to sort them in chronological order and write down my fav songs &albums of them

this is bc whenever someone asks me what i listen to, i suddenly can’t remember anything, so i was thinking what if i make a list so then i wont have to try and explain anything cuz all this is so fcking random i cant even figure out my vibe myself

The Neighbourhood

Chris Isaak

Marika Hackman

Aphex Twin

MAREUX

Crystal Castles

PASTEL GHOST

Memo Boy

CRIM3S

plenka

SIDEWALKS AND SKELETONS

mathbonus

n u a g e s

I Monster

bonjr

Mr.Kitty

MGMT

Harmless

EYEDRESS

Tom Odell

Tom Rosenthal

ROAR

Dream, Ivory

C418

BADBADNOTGOOD

Duster

salvia palth

Alex G

Foo Fighters

Type O Negative

Bauhaus

плохо

молчат дома

Пошлая Молли

Odraz

Guerra Fría

Ivan Cornejo

yg h y p n o s.

joji

Виктор Цой

instupendo

MayRoosevelt

arbour

Brookside

VACATIONS

Alicks

Cigarettes After Sex

awfultune

SYML

Deftones

Mother Mother

Men I Trust

Nicole Dollanganger

Arctic Monkeys

Ry X

Peacock Affect

bon iver

Bernadette Carol

Current Joys

Yves Tumor

Haley Heyendrickx

Blue Foundation

alt-J

Черниковская хата

KA$TRO

Christian Death

Rammstein

Winter Aid

MoonDeity

Montell Fish

Yung Lean

AK4RI

Xasthur

I’m in a coffin

Где Фантом?

АДЛИН

ssshhhiiittt!

Gigi Masin

Guti

Беспокойник

almogfx

jéger

Vague003

leadwave

Øneheart

analog_mannequin

thenian

Thom Yorke

estrada

harris cole

Jaysen

Vida

Logan Belcher

TELEVISION BLONDE

ethan

emi priest

Odd Sweetheart

GEE TEE

oscar lang

pyro

EKKSTACY

hebona.

dandelion hands

PHANTOGRAM

ooes

мы

Vundabar

lunafreya

ghostangelo

(only after 6pm)

insomnia // Nine Paths

Haulm

lil peep

xxxtentacion

BOY FROOT

$uicideboy$

Mind’s Eye

Dexter Britain

JRS

OSIAS

Max Diaz

chiot

60juno

1782

Lebanon Hannover

Lana del Rey

Witching Hour

Depeche Mode

Your Funeral

vagabond893

Rew

Surf Curse

Grouper

The Mamas and The Papas

Wallows

Flora Cash

Cults

Emma Lu

girl in red

RENDEZ-VOUS

Maribou State

Bicep

Chakra Efendi

hisohkah

noire

flume

Mag.Lo

TV Girl

Princess Chelsea

Sitcom

Pixies

matt maltese

lord huron

Portugal. The Man

Sir Chloe

City Morgue

Gorillaz

Boodahki

Baby Bugs

Kina

Shiloh Dynasty

Karamel Kel

strawberry guy

WH0R3AGAMIZ

High Sunn

calamar

Sykes

bedroom

Toby Fox

pierce the veil

Nirvana

Hole

Marilyn Manson

Depeche Mode

Mac Demarco

twenty one pilots

Hozier

The Drums

Le Tigre

Mr Floyd Larry

K.Flay

IC3PEAK

Patrick Nitti

Patrick Watson

honorable mention: AURORA (bc not only do i love her music, but me and her literally have the same name hehe)

will probably update lol

#i have bpd #the nbhd #chris isaak #marika hackman #aphex twin #mareux #crystal castles #pastel ghost #memo boy #crim3s #plenka #sidewalks and skeletons #mathbonus #nuages #i monster #bonjr #mr. kitty #mgmt #harmless #eyedress #tom odell #tom rosenthal #roar #dream ivory #c418 #badbadnotgood #duster #salvia palth #alex g #foo fighters

[thehyperrequiem]

Hotel Transylvania (Thehypercutter Style) Cast

Hotel Transylvania 1 (Thehypercutter Style): "Ananas Dragon Cookie, who operates a high-end resort away from the human world, goes into overprotective mode when a girl discovers the resort and falls for the Dragon's teenaged daughter."

Hotel Transylvania 2 (Thehypercutter Style): "Ananas Dragon Cookie and his friends try to bring out the cartoon creature in his half human, half dragon grandson in order to keep Black Lemonade Cookie from leaving the hotel."

Hotel Transylvania 3 (Thehypercutter Style): "Ananas Dragon Cookie and company participate in a cruise for sea-loving cartoon creatures, unaware that their boat is being commandeered by the cartoon creature-hating Koopa family."

Hotel Transylvania Transformania (Thehypercutter Style): "After one experiment, Shining Glitter Cookie turns into a cartoon creature and everyone else becomes human. Now it has to be seen whether they will be able to reverse this experiment."

Ananas Dragon Cookie (Cookie Run) as Dracula

Dragon! Ananas Dragon Cookie (Cookie Run) as Dracula (Bat)

Diego Brando (Jjba Part 7) as Dracula (Human)

Mango Cookie (Cookie Run) as Himself/Dracula's Advisor Friend

Black Lemonade Cookie (Cookie Run) as Mavis

Sunny (Wings of Fire) as Mavis (Bat)

Shining Glitter Cookie (Cookie Run) as Johnny

Stella (Angry Birds) as Johnny (Monster)

Corrupted Steven (Steven Universe) as Johnny (Mega Monster)

Parfait Cookie and Rockstar Cookie (Cookie Run) as Themselves/Johnny's Friends

Silver (Angry Birds Movie) and Chuck (Angry Birds) as Themselves/Monster Parfait and Monster Rockstar Cookies

Zomberries (Poptropica) as the Zombies

Madeleine Cookie (Cookie Run) as Frankenstein

Caesar Zeppelin (Jjba Part 2) as Frankenstein (Human)

Espresso Cookie (Cookie Run) as Eunice

Pitaya Dragon Cookie (Cookie Run) as Wayne the Werewolf

Anasui (Jjba Part 6) as Wayne the Werewolf (Human)

Royal Meringue Cookie (Cookie Run) as Wanda the Werewolf

Terrible Terrors (How to train your dragon) as Werewolf Puppies

Durpleton (Centaurworld) as Murray the Mummy

Budwin (Flipline) as Murray the Mummy (Human)

Stabby (Centaurworld) as Himself/Murray's Son

Henry Stickmin (Henry Stickmin) as Griffin

Roy (Flipline) as Griffin (Visible)

Hiro, Henry and Kenji (Ttte), Reginald Copperbottom and Right-Hand Man (Henry Stickmin), Emporio (Jjba Part 6), Ched (Centaurworld) as Themselves/The Monsters’ Friends

Samurai Jack (Samurai Jack) as Himself/Human Hiro

The Scotsman (Samurai Jack) as Himself/Human Right Hand Man

Josuke (Jjba Part 4) as Himself/Human Kenji

Pepperoncino Cookie (Cookie Run) as Himself/Human Ched

Kestrel (Wings of Fire) as Martha

Elder Custard Cookie (Cookie Run) as Quasimodo

Various Characters as Humans and Monsters

Pond Dino Cookie (Cookie Run) as Dennis

Tsunami (Wings of Fire) as Dennis (Bat)

Snapdragon Cookie (Cookie Run) as Winnie Werewolf

Max (Sam and Max) as Blobby

Rabbit (Monty Python and the Holy Grail) as Blobby (Jello)

Lemon Cookie and Hero Cookie (Cookie Run) as Mike and Linda

Longan Dragon Cookie (Cookie Run) as Vlad

Dragon! Longan Dragon Cookie (Cookie Run) as Vlad (Bat)

Malefor (Spyro) as Bela

Cake Monsters (Cookie Run) as Bela's Minions

Snakefruit Cookie (Cookie Run) as Ericka van Helsing

Bowser (Mario) as Abraham van Helsing

Fig Cookie (Cookie Run) as The Kraken (Good)

The Nowhere King (Centaurworld) as The Kraken (Evil)

Milk Cookie (Cookie Run) as Frankenginger

Ellie Rose (Henry Stickmin) as Crystal

Earl Grey Cookie (Cookie Run) as Stan the Fish

Iggy (Jjba Part 3) as Tinkles

Iggy (Jjba Part 3 OVA) as Tinkles (Regular Dog)

Koopa Troopa (Mario) as Gigi

Rainy Turtloid (Megaman X) as Gigi (Monster)

Gamera (Godzilla) as Gigi (Mega Monster)

#crossover cast #Crossover Casting #hotel Transylvania #Steven Universe #Cookie Run #Sam and Max #Monty Python and the Holy Grail #Poptropica #spyro #wings of fire #ttte #samurai jack #jjba #henry stickmin #centaurworld #httyd #mario #flipline #Megaman x #Godzilla

[askmyocsfromseveralfandoms]

Ocs!

GF:

Daisy Frost

Elmer Frost

CRK:

Pumpkin Cookie

Pumpkin Spice Cookie

Sugar Glazed Pumpkin Cookie

Magician Cookie

Whipped Cream Cookie

S’mores Cookie

Milk Chocolate Cookie

Pharaoh Cookie

Strawberry Shortcake Cookie

Snow Cone Cookie

Sea Weed Cookie

I have 936 but here are my main ocs-

HSC:

Angel Calvin

Alexander Allens

PW:

Angel May

Annie May

Ciara Layes

Ciera Layes

Amy Debeste

Dennis Tainne

Lianne Coleman

Lio Coleman

Liana Coleman

Jonathan Deiluv

John Deiluv

Clara Williams

Mathew P. Rick

Veronica Jules

Phay Saj

Alexander Koi

Michael Rollans

FNF:

Amelia Monique

Noe

Victoria/Ria

Marlie

Potato

Fries

Among Us:

Wolfpup

DumMeatBread

Potato Fries

Harry Potter:

Noel Silver

Lexi Silver

Mel Silver

FNAF:

Alexander(Alex)

Alexandra(Alexa)

Allen

Pepa Parrot

Luis Lynx

Hyla Hydra

TSP:

Maddie Rider

Author

Gem Rose

Grace Rays/Gay-mer #24

TD:

Emmie Silver (No,she is not related to Noel Silver)

Ginna Summers

Damien Michel

James Prince “JP” Jones

Apollo Mendez

Amy Mendez

Lia Shane

Lio Shane

Ellie Mina

Eliza Mina

M Mendoza

Mika Mendoza

Object Shows:

[CAP]

Paper Bag

Glasses

Guitar

Speakers

Colored Paper

Backpack

Tomato

Fork

Curtain

Scissors

Pool float

Pumpkin

Baguette

Churro

Chocolate donut

Coloring book

Crayons

Oil pastels

Laptop

Fan

Beanie

Picture frame

Drawing tablet

Notebook

Colored pencil

C4

Daggers

Daisy

Flower Pot

Spinning Ballerina

Daisy Seed

Wine glass

Water pitcher

Cream Puff

Camera

Snake

Crystal Ball

Hand Mirror

Magic Wand

Card Stack

Blob

Glitch

Charger

Keys

Ice Cream

Stylus

Bowtie

Apron

Trumpet

Violin

Halo

Amulet

Muffin

Invisible Wall

Lighter

Fur Ball

Gun

Gift Box

Boxing Glove

Spring

Lamp

Pillow

Google Translate

Meme

Sunglasses

Crown

Tiara

Bumble Bee

Air

Watch

Candy Heart

Shadow

Lightning Necklace

Mood Ring

Comedy Book

Pebble

Shapeshifter

Correction Tape

Duster

Mop

Water Bucket

Song

Script

Hidden Camera

Banana

Orange

Lemon Juice

Cup

Knight

Spear

High Heels

List

Permanent Ink

Ink

Dino Toy

Paint Bucket

Mini Paint Brush

Cake Pop

Last Place Medal

Pizza Slice

Treasure Chest

Golden Coin

Silver Coin

Bent spoon

Rusty Spoon

Bucket Of Sand

Shovel

Toxic Waste

Polluted Air

Noelle

Athena

[BTTI]

Gigabyte

Megabyte

Megawatt

ICloud

Storage

Application

Electricity

Digital

Digital Battery

Camera App

Google

Youtube

Twitter

Tiktok

Instagram

Gacha Club

Cookie Run:Kingdom

Messenger

Tumblr

Facebook

Recroom

IbisPaint X

Twitch

Texting Story

Kinemaster

Picsart

Capcut

Gmail

Spotify

Discord

Glitch

Virus

Buffering

Malfunction

Tablet

Wire

CU:

Ellie Jamison

Ellen Jamison

Kristine Krupp

CN McArthur

Simon Tolentino

Adriana Maddison

Naixil Seyer

Tina Treys

Roblox:

DumMeatBread

Encanto:

Payne

Ari

Nixxie

Ali

Saphire

Cloud

Reina

Allen

Pierce

Peony

Eddie

Nino

Jace

Kyra

Yuri

Yazan

Mira

Mina

Elleon

Oliver

Olivia

Margaret

Jahn

RD

Jane

Jan

Falcon

Pablo

Pace

Juan

Stella

Sergio

JP

Phoenix

Amber

Snowflake

Alroy

Lolita

Fiona

Ada

Marigold

Alex

Nada

Lilian

Liliane

Gigi

Diana

Diano

Júlia

Lia

Pokemon:

Alliana

Brian

Cherry

Dia

Everest

Faire

Giana

Liona

Prof.Willow

Britney

Brendon

Alexander

Zoi

Baxter

Yui

Cayla

X

Diana

Warren

Ellie

Vannesa

Alfonzo

Teeki(Fire/Ghost)

Lirog(Water/Poison)

Flowt(Grass/Flying)

Maskoura(Fire/Ghost)

Poitoad(Water/Poison)

Hilora(Grass/Flying)

Sealer(Water/Ice)

Caledyar(Ice/Fire/Grass)

Jokeon(Laughing/Poison)

Asheon(Lava)

Slimeon(Goo)

Mealeon(Food)

Museon(Music)

Mageon(Magic)

Elementeon(Elemental)

Rusheon(Hyper)

Sweetieon(Sugar)

Emoteon(Emotional)

Glitcheon(Glitch)

Kyuteon(Beauty)

Campeon(Camp)

Ribeon(Bone)

Twineon(Co-op)

Personaleon(Personality)

Compulseon(Disorder)

Tumbleon(Gymnast)

Universeon(Universal)

Normaleon(Normal)

Phoeneon(Fire)

Waveon(Water)

Foresteon(Grass)

Fluffeon(Flying)

Meleeon(Fighting)

Toxeon(Poison)

Thundeon(Electric)

Diggeon(Ground)

Crysteon(Rock)

Futeon(Psychic)

Frozeon(Ice)

Ladeon(Bug)

Spireon(Ghost)

Metaleon(Steel)

Hydreon(Dragon)

Shadeon(Dark)

Whimseon(Fairy)

Hippeon(Calm)

Saniteon(Sane)

Murdeon(Insane)

Perfumeon(Scent)

Broadcasteon(Weather)

Exeon(Abnormal)

Kanddi(Sugar)

Multin(Lava)

Misingno(Glitch)

Mįšśìñg_Tēxtûrę(Glitch)

Manypula(Emotional)

Sirkou(Laughing)

Sown wayv(Music)

Frozine(Ice/Grass)

Glacitree(Ice/Grass/Camp)

Pixxirod(Electric/Metal/Fairy)

Job Simulator:

Sugarbot

Cuphead:

Jenna

Lucy

Damien

OJ

LJ

MLB:

Lottie

Axxylottl

Arien

Tumblr Ocs:

Mod

Writer

Potato/Fries

Artist

Shipper

Procrastinator

IRL

Righty Tighty

Lefty Lucy

#gravity falls #cookie run:kingdom #henry stickmin collection #phoenix wright:ace attorney #friday night funkin #among us #harry potter #five nights at freddy's #the stanley parable #total drama #object shows #captain underpants #roblox #encanto #pokemon #job simulator #cuphead

[gggoode]

yellow 💛⭐️🌟🌝🌙🌼🍌🔆

hellow yellow 😍😍😍😍😍😍

#crystal methyd #gigi goode #thecollectionsof #ask #i think those are my top 4 used tags x

[crygimethydgoode]

listening to fortnight by Taylor Swift and realizing that in lovers fantasia Crystal and Gigi only spend 9 days together between drag race and Amsterdam… 9 days… in two years… and it got so messy so fast that is the most lesbian situationship thing I’ve ever

#crygi #gigi goode #crygimethydgoode #crystal methyd #crystal methyd x gigi goode #drag race #fanfic #lover’s fantasia #please read this we promise you’ll love it #rpdr12

[good-realtor-bad-realtor-dynamic]

As usual, this has sat in my drafts a week longer than it should've, but continuing on from my previous post on last week's Glenn-on-Velma update...

Fred in episode 4 "Velma Makes a List"

Another girl is found killed when Fred is locked up, so now the whole town knows he's innocent and he's released from jail

His mommy cleans off the gunk on his face in front of his prison mates, embarrassing him when he's being released

He meets up with Velma at the diner where she enlists his help to make a Top 5 Hot Girls list for their high school

He does it because it's "like charity work"

Fred gets in the zone and has a whole orgasm when he's done

10/10 you can FEEL the GLUSSY in this vocal performance make him do this with macden please please!

She gives him a book called "Feminine Mystique"

He reads the whole book because he thinks it's X-Men film gossip

Fred has now unlocked the ability to find ALL women (how about not just women though) hot with some cringe dialogue

Stuck in his car in a traffic jam, he sees Velma helping her dad's pregnant girlfriend in labour

Now he's into her too, yikes :/

Can he be into everyone now please, not just her (and women)?

Let Glenn Play EXPLICITLY Not Straight Roles Agenda 2023

He shows up at her window

Hand Stuff makes me think of Mac and The Waitress ^

His performance of this gross line made me laugh and cringe:

Doesn't it look like he has tits now? :D

But she finds him gross now and his ego can't handle it

Other stuff in episode 4

Norville and Daphne have a whole sideplot teaming up and it's the best thing in this episode because it moves the story and introduces a new dynamic without trying to be jokey about it

He "interviews" Daphne to secretly figure out why Velma is digs her

Her mums lock her up to protect her from the serial killer

"What don't you get about cops?" lol

But Someone chucks a shiny geode into her bedroom window

Leads them into an investigation starting at the Historical Society

Montage of Crystal Cove mine backstory where art styles change through the decades is cool

They go to Crystal Cove mine before Norville goes "nope too scary" so put a pin in this

She likes danger, he doesn't

Other plot deals with the high school girl serial killer and is painful

The Mayor and his assistant have Velma make a Hot Girl Ranking list to identify potential targets for the serial killer

The Mayor = The Dean (Community)

The Hot Girl list could be funny but we're back in *groan* territory with the jokes :(

Velma gives the hot girls an anti-makeover blah blah male gays

They teach her about slut-shaming -> she has a Growth Moment

Her dad's annoying girlfriend goes into labour in the middle of a traffic jam? idk

Hot girls do sexy dance to distract crowd (pls stop) so Velma can get her to the hospital in time

Oh! And Hot Girl Gigi bumps into Norville after her new artsy makeover and they have a vibe now

This show is so confusing.

#now can somebody please let Dennis Reynolds climax like that with a certain Ronald McDonald on sunny? #is fred going to enter his dumb incompetent but well-meaning feminist era now? #fourth episode had some decent bits but gets bogged down trying to do Social Satire and Jokes with Velma's character #as usual this has sat in my drafts for several days longer than it should have but what is time anyway #glennposting #glirstwatching #fred #velma hbo max #glenn howerton #sur #sur rambles

[petitmonde]

WIP Wednesday

Y'all really wanted some Inventor Crystal x Robot Gigi, so here's one of the scenes. Gigi finds some very interesting material online. Gigi uses they/them pronouns at the start of the fic.

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Crystal had become adept at sensing whenever Gigi wanted to tell her something. That, or their constant hovering around her workbench. Gigi stood entirely still, staring off into nothingness awaiting Crystal's command that it was okay to speak. Crystal laid down her soldering iron to turn her attention to the robot.

"Do you wish to tell me something Gigi?"

"Yes, I have completed my task in searching for things that make people happy." Gigi's mechanical cadence had improved considerably. At the very least, more than their mannerisms would suggest. Their face was still stone cold despite the more bubbly voice Gigi had been using as of late.

"Tell me, please. What did you find?" 

"I have through an extensive search on the world wide web, found out that female breast tissue bring people what you call 'joy' and 'happiness'. Furthermore, my research has led me to the conclusion that size does not matter in the enjoyment, but just their mere existence is enough." Gigi's retelling made Crystal confused more than anything. What in the world were they on?

"Gigi what exactly did you watch?" Crystal's voice wavered. She wasn't ready for the answer. She was not ready at all.

"Retrieving browser history. Here's what I found: Tits of Fury, Tig Ol' Bitties, Cum Guzzlers 5, A Tale of Two Titties, Milfbusters–"

"Gigi! That's porn! You've been looking at porn!?" Crystal interjected. All colour had drained from her face. What in the actual hell. Crustal hadn't programmed such an interest into her robot, of that she was sure.

"They were making a lot of happy noises." Trust Gigi to not understand what the problem was at all. 

Crystal buried her face in her hands and groaned. This wasn't what she had envisioned when asking Gigi to look up what made people happy on the internet. Actually, that was likely where her problem stemmed from. She rubbed her nose, contemplating her words. How would she tell Gigi that this was an inappropriate use of the computer?

"I'm sure they were. But that's not what I had in mind."

"Did I do bad?" Gigi almost looked dejected, head turned down. Disappointing Crystal was one of the worst things they could do.

"Not at all. I was the one who gave the bad order." Crystal reassured them. She had to be careful with her words next time.

"Understood." Gigi still didn't move despite having given their report. It usually meant they had more to say. Gigi looked at Crystal with the same absent stare like they always did. The whole situation made their lack of expression more comical than scary.

"Er… before we tackle anything else with the research, is there anything else you want to tell me?" 

"Yes. I want to issue a request to have female breast tissue installed." Gigi moved their arms to put on their flat chest to demonstrate where they wanted them to go. 

It took Crystal a couple seconds to take in what her robot had asked of her. "Why would you want that? And stop fondling yourself!" 

"Do you not like the features of the female sex?" Gigi pondered, their arms dropping to their sides. 

"That's besides the point."

"Request denied?"

Crystal was about to give up on the conversation to make sense. For whatever reason, her robot seemed adamant on wanting breasts. "Do you really want to have boobs?" 

"Yes." Gigi confirmed.

"Screw it, sure, you can have boobs." Gigi's reaction to being told they could have their damn breasts almost didn't make Crystal dread the upcoming hours she was going to spend researching and developing boobs for her live in android. "Is there anything else about your body that you want to be changed, now that we're going to open you up again?"

#crygi #crystal methyd #gigi goode #mechanical hearts #trans robot character #rpdr fanfiction #rpdr 12 #wip

[artificialqueens]

Get Rid of All Your Sorrows in the Summer City (Jankie, Lemyanka, Halldoll, Crygi) - Mar

A/N: Part of the Jankie parenthood universe. Set after Nicky leaves. Can be read on ao3.

Summary: The family goes to the beach to get some rest, solve some things, lick their wounds.

***

“Alright!” Jan claps. “Everybody ready?”

She surveys the row of people in Jackie’s living room, all weighted down with various travel bags and rucksacks.

“Not yet,” says Jaida, focused on slathering sunscreen on —two very disgruntled— Gigi and Crystal. “Y’all ain’t getting skin cancer on my watch,” she says, moving to pat the leftover sunscreen on Lemon’s cheeks until Lemon swats her away.

While Jan gets them all in a little duck row to leave, Jackie goes around the house one last time, ticking off her mental checklist. Windows shut, lights off, Jan’s contact solution and the blanket Gigi needs to sleep when they have nightmares.

“Wallets, IDs, car keys, house keys, everybody has their luggage?” She receives a chorus of yes. “Perfect, I guess all we’re missing is—”

“Beach time!” shouts Priyanka as she enters the house, already clad in a bikini top and giant sun hat. The kids squeal and run to her, and Priyanka has to drop her bag to catch them mid-jump. “Let’s go, then, come on!” she says, leaving as quickly as she entered.

“Okay, I’ll lock up here,” says Jackie as she hands Jan the car keys. “Everyone, get in the car.”

“Shotgun!” Jaida yells.

“No!” Lemon screams and runs out the door after her.

Jan clicks the car open and follows her sisters, watching them wrestle to get in the front seat. Lemon is half inside the car, half on the sidewalk, pushing Jaida’s face away as Jaida tries to pull Lemon out by the arm.

“Get. Out,” mumbles Jaida from behind Lemon’s hand. “I called shotgun!”

“Be faster, then!”

“Both of you, get out,” Jackie commands. They stop struggling. “Jan gets shotgun.”

Sulking, Jaida and Lemon get in the middle seat of the van.

“Yes, guys, don’t be childish,” says Jan smuggly, sitting in the passenger seat. Hiding her face from Jackie, she sticks her tongue out at her sisters.

Despite the early hour, the car buzzes with energy. Encouraged by Priyanka, the kids go through every car trip song in the first fifteen minutes, and then rope everyone in a long game of I Spy.

They barely get on the highway before Gigi announces she has to pee.

Jackie glances at her kid in the rearview mirror.

“You couldn't think of that before we left the house?”

Gigi grins and shakes their head.

“I have to go too,” Crystal says.

“Me too, actually.”

“Yeah, same.”

Jackie sighs.

She gets off the highway.

            Jackie sets them loose in the parking lot of a gas station and tells them to be back in fifteen. Jan promises coffee and pastries and leaves her with a kiss.

They have two and a half hours of driving ahead. Jackie walks around the parking lot and stretches every muscle, gearing up.

The sun is just now starting to warm up the morning. It is horrendously early. The sisters are fine, obviously, and the kids are too excited to complain, but Jackie’s freelancer circadian rhythm is struggling.

Twenty minutes later, everyone comes back, arms laden with snacks. Jan hands Jackie her coffee and watches her drain it, desperate for more energy.

“Want me to drive for a bit?” Jan offers.

“I’m good.”

With a satisfied sigh, Jackie throws the empty cup in the trash and tells everyone to get in.

The kids have renewed energy and demand car games. Jaida teaches them the alphabet game, and they make use of their newly acquired knowledge of letters to find them in the signs they see along the way. Around the letter R, they both fall asleep.

The ride gets a little more quiet from then on. They make a brief stop so Priyanka can dislodge herself from under Gigi’s head and move to the middle seat, where she can participate in their conversations without waking up the kids. Jackie glances at the rearview mirror and bites back a smile. The middle seat is crowded, and it’s funny to watch Lemon fake nonchalance about the way Priyanka is completely pressed against her body.

Jackie wonders how long that will take. The flirt-fighting has been going on for a while. It’s very clear they like each other; Priyanka’s not subtle at all, and Lemon never tried to hide it.

And still, for whatever reason, they seem to be at an impasse.

Jan thinks Priyanka will break first, but Jackie’s not so sure. She has known her for years, and has seen the worst of her stubbornness.

Either way, it’s entertaining. Their whole friend group has been watching Priyanka deny there is anything going on while she looks at Lemon like she’s two seconds from pinning her down on the nearest surface and— okay, no, Jackie doesn’t want to think about her best friend and her sort-of-little-sister like that. Jackie needs that train of thought wiped from her mind, so she's very grateful for Jan’s attempt to oh-so-casually change the current playlist, and the commotion it brings.

“Hey!” Jaida yells immediately once she sees what her sister is doing. “No showtunes in the car, you know how that ends. Give me the phone.”

Jan huffs and passes her phone to Jaida, who quickly switches playlists.

“How does it end?” asks Jackie, always curious about Jan’s past. Jaida and Lemon have been invaluable sources of endless anecdotes, and she loves any new piece, especially the ones that make Jan blush like she does now.

“‘Kay, so,” Lemon starts, scooting forward. “Jan had just gotten her license, and we were all so excited because now we could drive places without our parents—”

“—meaning they made me their personal chauffeur,” Jan clarifies.

“Hush, I’m telling the story. So Jan’s one rule was that the driver gets to choose the music.”

“Pretty basic rule,” Jan defends.

“You can imagine how much fun that was for us,” says Jaida. “She wouldn’t even let us talk when her favorites were playing.”

“So one day, she’s driving us to some birthday, or something.”

“Cousin Katie’s birthday.”

“Cousin Katie’s, yes. And Jan’s torturing us with her new Wicked CD.”

“Scream-singing the whole way, too. Windows down, hair flying everywhere, you get the picture.”

“Defying gravity starts playing and Jan tells us to shut up.”

“She sings the whole thing perfectly, getting more and more hype.”

“The high notes start. She’s so into it, she’s not even in the car anymore, she’s on a stage in her mind performing her heart out.”

“She starts screaming with her eyes closed and lets go of the wheel—”

“—and the car immediately runs up the sidewalk.”

“Into a tree.”

The girls pause their story because everyone is cackling by then, except Jan, who has her face buried in her hands.

“I was feeling the fantasy,” she mumbles.

“Were you all okay?” Priyanka says through the laughter, though with more alarm than warranted for a car crash that happened ten years ago.

“Yeah, we were all fine,” Lemon says, gently laying her hand on Priyakna’s knee.

“The car sure wasn’t,” Jaida says. “We get down, the whole left side of the hood is dented, the light fell off, everything.”

“Jan’s crying, thinking she’s gonna get shipped off to military school.”

“Lemon had to call mom and explain everything while I tried to convince Jan not to become a fugitive.”

Jackie knows about Teresa. She has heard the stories. She imagines having to tell the woman she crashed her car, and shivers.

“Was she angry?”

“She was worried, mostly,” Jaida says. “They rushed to pick us up, and mom kept us on the phone the whole time.”

“They found us and immediately started patting our skulls and limbs like they could find a fracture just from that.”

“But we were fine, and they calmed down.”

“And then,” Lemon says, her eyes lost in the distance. “Then came the nightmare.”

“I had never been yelled at like that in my life,” Jan says with a shudder. “You don’t wanna see mom angry.”

“I believe you,” Jackie says.

Meeting Jan’s parents is something she anticipates and fears in equal measure. She’s had success with both sisters, even if it took Lemon a minute to warm up, but parents are a different beast. She’s never done it, for one. Her only serious ex was deep inside the closet, and no one else ever reached that level of importance in her life.

Jackie looks at Jan, her purple swimsuit peeking out under her tank top, hair tangled from the wind and cheeks flushed from embarrassment, and she knows she would face anything for her. Even Teresa’s wrath.

“I thought mom would tear her vocal cords from yelling that much.”

“And dad was even worse,” Jan sighs. “He did that thing where he doesn’t yell, but you can tell how disappointed he is from one look.”

“Oh, I hate that,” Jaida says. “I got the look the only time I ever failed chemistry. Never again.”

“Hm,” Lemon says, thoughtfully. “Sounds awful.”

“Shut up—” “Shut the fuck up, Lemon,” her sister yell, making her snort with laughter.

“What? What’s up?” Priyanka asks.

“Oh, you didn’t know? Lemon is Little Miss Perfect.”

“She can do no wrong in our parents’ eyes, ‘cause she’s the princess of the house.”

“It’s your own fault,” Lemon said. “You two wore them down so much that by the time I started misbehaving, they were too tired to stop me.”

“They let her get away with everything, I swear,” says Jan.

“Everything! She didn’t have to sneak out of the house because our parents would drive her to every party, not even a curfew or nothing. They’d pick her up at any time in the car, with blankets and a snack.”

“Back in our day,” says Jan, pointing between herself and Jaida, “we had to climb down the roof under my bedroom window and pray the gutter didn’t collapse under our weight.”

“All that effort just to go to a party in someone’s dingy basement, to drink cheap beer and those nasty cocktails our friends invented.”

“Remember that Halloween party, when someone called the cops?”

“We were jumping over fences in high heels.”

“I lost a shoe and we both lost our purses.”

“That one was fun to explain to mom and dad,” Jaida laughs. “I can’t believe they didn’t buy ‘a man stole both our purses and Jan’s left shoe’.”

Jackie laughs along with everyone else, but then she glances at the rearview mirror. In the backseat, her child and their best friend sleep like two perfect angels. She fears what their teenage years will put her through.

With music and conversation, the trip goes by faster than expected. When they finally reach the town, Priyanka wakes up the kids.

“Look,” she whispers, “there’s the beach.”

Gigi and Crystal yawn and look out the window with sleepy eyes, but they perk up when they see it for the first time.

The big, wide sea, waiting for them.

“Can we go to the beach now, mom?”

“We’ll go in a minute, honey, we just have to drop everything off at the house first.”

The kids keep their eyes on the water the whole way to the house. It’s a small place right on the sand with three bedrooms, nothing fancy but big enough. They will just use it to shower and sleep anyways; the rest of their time will be spent at the beach or around town.

They drop their bags in the bedrooms, everyone claiming a bed and changing quickly to line by the door, where Jaida forces them all to get a new layer of sunscreen. With Jackie’s okay, they all run out the door.

Jan, Lemon and Jaida set up camp as Crystal and Gigi lead Jackie and Priyanka to the water. They squeal when the waves reach their feet, and they scramble back into the grown up’s arms yelling with excitement. Priyanka holds Crystal high on the water and threatens to throw her in, and Crystal laughs and squirms so much that Priyanka almost drops her for real.

Gigi is mesmerized in her mom’s arms, entranced by the waves, and Jackie is mesmerized looking at her child discover a piece of the world.

“Do you like it, honey?”

Gigi nods and rests against her mom’s chest.

“Can we live on the beach?”

Jackie inhales deeply, filling her lungs with sea salt.

A lifetime ago, she chose her career exactly for that reason. So she could pack up her things and go anywhere, any time.

Then Gigi came along, and moving became a bit more complicated, though not impossible. Over time, however, they got attached to their city, their friends, and now they had Jan, and Jan had her job and her family.

Still, nothing was set in stone.

“Maybe someday.”

Eventually, they all get in the water. They make a pact not to splash each other, which is honored for about two minutes before Priyanka starts doing karate chops on the water, spraying Lemon’s face. Lemon protests, but it loses weight with how much she’s giggling. Jan dares Jackie to swim further and further in, and they dive under waves until their companions are only distant voices. Jaida stays with the kids in the shallows, holding their hands to make them spin around, sand flying everywhere.

Around noon, Jan and Jackie herd everyone inside for lunch and try to calm down the kids enough for a nap. Even all of their excitement can’t compete with the exhaustion of a morning spent at the beach, and they’re asleep in minutes.

At four, when the sun is more merciful, they go down to the beach again. The kids head straight for the water with Jan, Priyanka and Jaida, but Jackie sits down to read under an umbrella and Lemon does the same in a towel under the sun. They can’t focus for long. Their eyes are called to the water.

Jan and Priyanka are swinging Crystal over the waves, helping her jump when one gets too close. Gigi has discovered that the sea erases her footprints, so she makes paths on the sand and is delighted everytime she looks back and sees there’s nothing left. Jaida joins Gigi for a while, but soon enough, she starts walking along the water, far away from the rest.

“Time for her daily mourning session,” says Lemon, watching her sister walk away.

Jackie smiles at the concern in Lemon’s voice, noticeable even through the joke.

“She just misses Nicky, is all.”

“I know.”

Lemon watches Jaida for a while, then goes back to reading her book and staring at Priyanka.

Jaida is not alone. Jackie misses her too. She wished Nicky a safe trip before she left, and that was the last time they spoke. In her mind, Jackie’s been repeating to herself that Nicky needs some time to get adjusted to being back in France, but that excuse gets weaker every day and Jackie still won’t text her.

In a selfish, childish way, Jackie is angry. The rational side of her brain knows that Nicky’s her own woman, free to go wherever and build the best life she can. But she misses her friend, and when Gigi asks sadly if aunt Nicky will stay away forever, rationality flies out the window.

The move hit them all harder than expected. After so much change, their group had found its footing, and Nicky was a crucial part of it. Now everything’s off kilter, and they don’t know how long it will take for things to feel stable again.

Jackie wants to ask Lemon if she’s heard when Nicky will come back, or if she will come back at all, but she has a feeling that Lemon doesn’t know either. The person most likely to know is Jaida, and no one dares to ask her.

After some time, Jan drags herself out of the water, away from the three fireballs of energy still going strong.

“Tag in,” she tells Lemon as she points back with her thumb.

Lemon whines, but she still gets up and goes to help Priyanka with the kids. Jan wastes no time to plop down on her towel.

“They’re gonna sleep well tonight,” Jackie observes, watching the kids still jumping around with intact energy.

“We all will,” Jan mumbles against the towel.

“Really? You’re not gonna spend any time with me tonight?” Jackie smiles.

Jan sits up and looks at Jackie, squinting through the sunlight.

“Hm. Maybe. What are you suggesting?”

“That we break in the bed.” Jackie leans over the armrest of her beach chair and slides two fingers under the strap of Jan’s bikini top. “And that you keep this on.” She snaps the strap against Jan’s skin.

Jan bites her lip, leaning forward to kiss Jackie, as languidly as the warm summer day demands.

A blood curdling scream cuts the air.

Their eyes fly to the water, but Gigi and Crystal are safe on the shore.

In the water, however, Lemon sinks Priyanka under the surface and then tries to swim away from the retaliation, but Priyanka resurfaces and grabs her legs to drag her down.

“No, no, no—” is the last thing they hear before Lemon is underwater.

Priyanka’s triumph lasts for a microsecond and then she falls like someone took her out at the knees.

“I never thought I’d have more kids, let alone two twenty year olds,” Jackie says.

“They’re mentally five, put together.”

They watch Crystal and Gigi peacefully build sandcastles. They either don’t notice or don’t care that the waves still reach them and bring down their creations again and again.

“You don’t want more kids?” asks Jan, eyes still on the shore.

Jackie bites her cheek.

It’s time.

She takes a moment, and says the words that have been running through her mind for weeks.

“I’ve thought about it,” she starts, closing the book on her lap. “Once I felt settled with Gigi, I thought, maybe it’s time for another kid. It sounds like the next logical step, doesn’t it? But…” Jackie pauses, looking at Gigi. They’re handing shells to Crystal to decorate the castle. “I really like our life as it is.”

Jan doesn’t say anything. She just rests her chin on her arm on the chair, and listens.

“I don’t want to divide my attention with another kid, when I could focus it all on Gigi. And I know people think only children are selfish or spoiled, but this isn’t the case. Gigi grew up with children, she has friends she sees everyday, she’s well socialized. She doesn’t need to live with other kids to learn from them, you know?”

“She’s a perfect kid,” Jan says with sincerity, smiling fondly in their direction. “Gigi doesn’t strike me as the sibling type, either. They’ve never mentioned wanting siblings, at least.”

Jan watches the kids. They’ve abandoned their castles and are digging a giant hole in the sand, for an unclear purpose.

Jackie watches Jan. She takes her hand and interlaces their fingers, steading herself.

“Do you… do you want more kids?”

Jan smiles at the word ‘more’. She considers the question, not for the first time.

“I always thought I would, because I come from a big family. And I can’t imagine my life without my sisters, but that’s because I have them. And if you wanna talk socialization, or whatever, even with two sisters I was really shy growing up, but Jaida and Lemon weren’t. That kind of thing is very hit or miss, there is no guarantee of anything.” Jan uncrosses her legs and sits up straighter. “Besides, we get along, but I know plenty of siblings who hate each other.”

“Do you?”

“Did I tell you I have an uncle I’ve never met? We don’t even know why, Mom just refuses to talk about him. All I know is they haven’t spoken since before my mom had me.”

The strong grip on Jan’s hand has relaxed. Jackie lays back on her chair.

“Were you stressing about this?” asks Jan.

“No… A little? I didn’t know how to bring it up, but I knew I’d have to sooner or later.” Jackie swallows hard. “I was worried that… that our answers wouldn’t match.”

Jan stands up and sits on Jackie’s lap, taking her face in her hands to kiss her.

“For the record?” Jan says. “I like our life too.”

Jackie’s smile is so beautiful that Jan needs to kiss it a hundred more times.

    ________________________________________________________________________   

The after effects of a beach day are felt by them all.

Gigi and Crystal are a bit grumpy. They get into an argument over what cartoon to watch, so Jackie takes the remote away from them and takes them to their room for a quick nap before dinner. Lemon enjoys having the TV for herself for all of two minutes, before she falls asleep on the couch.

Jan keeps yawning as she makes dinner, and even the hurricanes that are Priyanka and Jaida sit down in silence, scrolling their phones.

The kids wake up ravenous. Dinner is a simple affair, and it’s gone in ten minutes. In a much better mood, Gigi and Crystal finally agree on a movie and spread out on the couch, already sleepy again.

The other kids, however, are back in full force. Jaida, Lemon and Priyanka have decided to go out and they start downing Red Bulls the minute dinner is over, while Jaida Googles every bar and club nearby.

Makeup bags and potential outfits take over their bedroom and spread out to the living room as skirts, heels and can-I-borrow-yours fly across the house. Jackie and Jan watch the chaos unfold from the couch, amused, each with a child’s head on their lap, stroking their hair.

“Do you miss it?” Jackie whispers to Jan as they watch the other girls get ready together.

Jan smiles at her.

“Do you?”

“Fair point.”

Priyanka claims the shower first and disappears in the bathroom. Lemon volunteers to do the dishes for what may be the first time in her life, and Jackie sees why when they hear a yelp from the shower when Lemon turns on the faucet. She giggles and Jaida drags her out of the kitchen.

“It’s like watching kindergarteners with a crush,” Jan says, so done with her sister’s antics.

“You’re doing a disservice to kindergarteners everywhere. Especially these two,” says Jackie, looking at the kids on their laps, who are starting to wake up more with the general mayhem. “They’re married and everything.”

The girls get ready in a cloud of perfume and blush, running back and forth from the living room to the bedrooms to the bathroom. Now fully awake, Gigi and Crystal follow the whirlwind, fascinated with the ritual and begging to be part of it. Gigi teeters around in Jaida’s high heels and Crystal sits down for Priyanka to draw hearts of eyeliner on her cheeks. Lemon straightens her own hair and gets Jackie’s permission to do a few light curls on Gigi’s. Someone’s phone is blasting a going out playlist and Jaida dances around with Crystal on her hip, making her laugh wildly with every spin.

Jan takes control of the music and curls up with Jackie on the empty couch, while her sisters pose for her and ask a million things.

“Jan, can I borrow your blue halter top?”

“Jan, this jacket or this one?”

“Jan, can you do my eyebrows? I can never do them like you.”

Jackie sees that Jan is having fun. Her big heart always gets joy from her sisters’ happiness, but still, there is a hint of sadness in her.

When everyone is almost ready, Priyanka goes to the room to get her jacket and purse.

Jaida peeks down the hallway to make sure the coast is clear and immediately corrals Lemon.

“So?” she says.

Lemon doesn’t look away from her hand mirror.

“So what?”

“Don’t ‘so what’ me, are you gonna do something or not?”

Lemon rolls her eyes and pockets the mirror.

“Shouldn’t you be worried about getting laid yourself? It’s been like a month.”

Jan recoils at her sister’s bluntness. That’s a topic they just don’t touch. Jaida frowns and tenses up, but Priyanka enters the room just then, struggling to get her jacket on.

“What are we talking about?” she says.

The three sisters freeze.

“Jaida getting laid,” Jakies says smoothly.

“Fuck yeah! We’re getting you a little somethin’ somethin’,” says Priyanka, waggling her eyebrows and bumping her hip with Jaida’s. It gets her laughing, and any tension leaves the room.

“Everybody ready? I’ll call a cab.”

“It’s four blocks, you bum. We’re walking there.”

Loudly and chaotically, they all get their things and do last-second touch ups. Lemon and Jaida leave loud kisses on Jan’s cheeks, lipstick marks and all. The girls yell their goodbyes, and they’re out the door.

The house is quiet.

For about a minute, before Gigi trips in their heels and lands on their butt. Crystal rushes to their aid but they giggle and get up, unharmed.

“I think it’s bedtime for us, guys,” Jan says, standing up and stretching. She holds her hand to Jackie and helps her up.

They wash the makeup off Crystal’s face and convince Gigi to get down from the heels. Teeth brushed, PJs on, they set the kids down in the queen bed they are sharing, and read them a story until their eyes close.

Jan and Jackie stay with them for a moment, one on each side of the kids, to make sure they’re really asleep.

Jan’s fingers find Gigi’s hair again, threading it softly away from their face. She traces their forehead, their nose, and smiles when their eyelids flutter.

“I do miss it, sometimes,” she whispers. Jackie finds her eyes in the dim light. “Getting ready with them, more than clubbing. We still do it sometimes, but it’s a rare treat more than a weekly thing. I don’t know,” Jan shakes her head a little, hair falling on her face. “We learned to do everything together, you know what I mean? Jaida and I bought our first lipglosses together, went to our first club together, did horrible things to our eyebrows together. Then we taught Lemon how to paint her nails and walk in heels. We learned to dye our hair in the kitchen sink, we even got our first tattoos together. To see them do those things without me feels… weird.”

There’s a familiar guilt bubbling in Jackie’s stomach. Jan gives her a small smile.

“So yes, I do miss it, I won’t lie. When we started dating, I knew I would be giving up some things, but— Jackie.” Jan’s hand finds Jackie’s over the comforter. “I came into this with eyes open. And I don’t regret it, not even a little bit. I need you to understand this: I’m not losing anything.” She squeezes Jackie’s hand. “We have both made our choices.”

Her smile is genuine, and it calms down the gnawing in Jackie’s stomach.

When both kids are breathing evenly, the women sneak out to their own bedroom.

They fall to bed with kisses and wandering hands, but sleep claims them both soon enough. They stay intertwined until morning.

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   Any lingering regret Jan may have had for not going out vanishes the next morning, as she and Jackie walk cheerfully around the park, while Lemon and Jaida drag behind them with giant sunglasses, giant cups of coffee and the hangover of a lifetime.

Priyanka fared much better, and thank God, because Gigi and Crystal keep pulling her towards every loud and flashing game in the park. It leaves Jan and Jackie free to walk hand in hand, feeding cotton candy to each other and enjoying the general honeymoon feeling they’ve had since they got to the beach.

“Gross,” Lemon mumbles behind them after they share a particularly long kiss.

Unbothered, Jan licks sugar from Jackie’s lips.

“What you have is envy,” says Jackie.

“What I have is nausea.”

“You’re just pissy because you chickened out last night and didn’t kiss Priyanka,” Jaida mumbles.

“Oh, I’m sorry for being considerate and not abandoning you in the club!” Lemon says.

“Stop yelling,” Jaida hisses, touching the iced coffee cup to her temple. “And that is a damn lie. You’re just a little chicken,” Jaida teases, pushing Lemon’s shoulder.

“Ugh, don’t touch me, I’m gonna puke,” Lemon says and stops dead in her tracks to steady herself. She leaves with Jaida to go find a table to sit at until they feel like humans again.

Jan spots a ferris wheel and steals Jackie away, after making sure that Priyanka can handle the kids by herself.

Crystal and Gigi take Priyanka all over the park, and finally stop in front of the haunted house.

“Pri, can we go in? Please, please, please?” Gigi begs.

“I don’t know. It looks actually scary,” Priyanka says, eyeing the flashing lights and clouds of smoke that filter out through the open doors of the house.

“It’s very kid friendly until nine,” says the man cutting tickets at the entrance. “That’s when the teenagers show up and we kick it up a notch, but for now, they can handle it.”

Priyanka looks at the house, looks at the kids, looks at the house again.

“Can I get three tickets?”

The kids run inside giggling, each holding one of Priyanka’s hands. When the door closes and they are submerged in darkness, they quiet down.

It’s been a while since Priyanka’s been in one of these, but she knows enough to expect the ghost that jumps out from around the corner.

For the kids, it’s a new experience.

Crystal screams and Gigi lets go of Priyanka’s hand to cover her eyes. Priyanka fumbles in the darkness for Gigi, lest she loses them in the worst possible place, and she’s about to drag both kids outside when Crystal starts laughing.

“Boo!” she yells at Gigi, and they uncover their eyes. “I’m the scariest monster in here!”

Gigi starts laughing at Crystal, and they both make ghostly wails loud enough to drown out the ones playing on the speakers above.

They rush ahead, leaving Priyanka to scamper after them.

The hallways are covered in spider webs, shadows crawl up the walls and every other floorboards creeks. A witch pops up and cackles, and Gigi mimics her laugh. A giant werewolf slashes the air in front of them with its giant claws, but Crystal jumps forward and growls at it.

Priyanka is having a field day. None of the monsters know what to do with the little humans terrorizing their castle.

Right before the exit, they face the final monster. A rotting zombie comes at them moaning and groaning, but the kids jump at him with their little arms raised and yell so loudly that the zombie falls back. Priyanka laughs so hard that she can barely apologize to the guy in the costume.

They leave the house laughing, Crystal and Gigi still jumping around and growling. Priyanka rewards their bravery (and her own) with caramel apples.

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“So why didn’t you kiss Priyanka last night?”

Jaida is almost horizontal on a park bench resting her back on the table, slurping the last of her iced coffee.

Next to her, Lemon is slumped on the table. She lifts her head and her sunglasses are crooked, her hair spiked in every direction.

“I told you—”

“You didn’t want to leave me alone, I know. Cute. What about when I was dancing with that girl, the tall one? I was gone for a full hour.”

Lemon rubs her eyes under the sunglasses.

“I don’t know. It didn’t feel like the right moment.”

“You waiting for trumpets, or something? There are no right moments, you make them.”

“Fuck off with that Disney rhethoric, you know what I mean. We were drunk at a club, it wasn’t the right time to like, open my heart, or whatever.”

“Your heart?” says Jaida, digging her elbows on the table to lift herself up. “Who said heart?”

Lemon starts swirling the straw inside her empty coffee cup.

“I actually like her,” she finally says. “In a really annoying, ‘let’s go on dates and hold hands’ kind of way. Which is annoying. She’s so annoying.”

Jaida smiles at her sister, who won’t meet her eyes, and softens her voice.

“Does she know?”

“I don’t think so. She thinks I’m just bothering her because I want to jump her bones, which I do—”

“Gross.”

“—but it’s more than that. But she doesn’t take me seriously.”

Endeared as Jaida is by her little sister’s pout, somebody needs to talk some sense into her.

“I think that’s because you’ve been doing the adult version of pulling on her pigtails at recess.”

“She bullies me too!” Lemon defends herself. “That’s just how we communicate.”

“And how’s that working out for you?”

“I don’t know, how’s long distance working out for you?"

The cup in Jaida’s hand crinkles, and Lemon knows she’s gone too far.

“Low blow, Lemon,” Jaida says with a terse voice, getting up.

“I’m sorry,” Lemon says, grabbing Jaida’s wrist before she can leave. “You’re right, that was totally uncalled for. And a bitch move.”

“A real bitch move,” says Jaida. She sits back down.

Lemon pushes her sunglasses up into her hair and squints in the sunlight, trying to get used to it.

“You’ve been talking to her, right?”

Jaida nods.

“Everyday since she left. Since the plane, really.”

“And… and is she, like—”

“I don’t know when she’ll be back.”

The ‘if’ hangs in the air between them.

Jaida’s posture gets tense, and Lemon regrets the whole conversation. At least now she has an answer about Nicky, even if it’s not the one she wanted.

“She had to leave,” Jaida says after a moment. “It’s not the same as your thing.”

Lemon bites her tongue and just nods.

“It’s not,” Jaida insists. “You’re not being honest because, I don’t know why, honestly, ‘cause Priyanka clearly likes you, even if she pretends she doesn’t. The girl’s an open book.”

Lemon smiles at that.

“But Nicky had to leave,” Jaida repeats like a mantra. “It was a good opportunity, one she’d waited for her whole life. I couldn’t keep her tied here sewing children’s costumes just so I could have her at my beck and call. That would be…”

“Selfish,” Lemon finishes. Jaida nods. “And that’s not you. But it’s also not the full truth, right?”

Jaida glares at the ground.

“I know Nicky,” Lemon says. “She would’ve stayed for you. Happily. But you didn’t let her make that choice. You practically packed her bags for her.”

“And what would you have done, Lemon?” Jaida retorts. “If you were in my position, if Priyanka had some incredible job offer across the fucking sea that she was willing to sacrifice to be with you. Could you live with that?”

“It is so not the same! Pri and I aren’t even dating.”

Jaida squints at her.

“You’re right, you’re not dating Priyanka, which is what we were talking about. Stop changing the subject, I hate it when you do that.”

Lemon laughs at being caught, and wonders if she should drop the subject altogether.

For how talkative and sociable she is, Jaida rarely talks about the big stuff. She’s a chatterbox with good deflection skills, quick to shift the focus from herself to others, and Lemon only notices because she does the same. They leave the feelings talk to Jan. God knows she has enough for the three of them.

Lemon basks in the sunlight. Even through the hangover, she can see that it’s a really beautiful morning. Warm and sunny, perfect for going to the beach later like they planned. Lemon puts her sunglasses back on, and gets her words in order.

“She’s my friend.”

Jaida turns to look at her.

“Pri, I mean. She’s my friend, and I don’t have a lot of those.” Lemon digs her heel in the grass under the table. “If we date and it goes up in flames, we wouldn’t have that anymore.”

“Why do you jump straight to the worst case scenario?”

Lemon stares at Jaida.

“I’m serious. I know I’m not exactly a success story right now, but look at Jan. She got herself a wife and a kid. That could be you!”

“Ew, why would you say that to me?” Lemon says, scrunching her nose to make Jaida laugh. “Plus, I don’t know,” she shrugs, twisting around on the bench to sit like Jaida, her back to the table. “Our lives are so entangled, we have the same friends. A breakup would get messy.”

“Yeah,” Jaida sighs. “I know.”

Nicky’s move affected everyone. The whole city feels duller without Nicky taking them all to some underground bar, or niche art gallery or exclusive wine tasting slash build-your-own-furniture event that only Nicky could find.

Everybody feels her absence: she is missed by the kids, she is missed at the studio, there is a glaringly empty seat at Jackie’s table when they get together. And Jaida…

Lemon’s heart aches when she thinks back to that first week, when Jaida locked herself in her room for days, barely eating and missing work. It got bleak. Jan and herself had to force Jaida out of bed, followed by days of overseeing her eating habits, making her get dressed and go out, and not leaving her alone for long.

Lemon had seen her sister in bad states before. Sick, exhausted, heartbroken. But she had never seen her give up.

It took many tears and many sleepless nights to bring Jaida back to some semblance of normalcy. They can only hope the worst has passed.

“Your turn,” Lemon says, throwing her empty cup into a garbage can.

“Huh?”

“I opened up and got all vulnerable, now you go. Why is Nicky across the Atlantic right now?”

Jaida shifts in her seat.

“Can we leave this for when I’m less hungover?”

“If you don’t start talking, I’ll scream in your ear at the top of my lungs.”

“Fine,” Jaida relents, shuddering. She’s silent for a few moments. Groups of people stroll by with the carefree air of summer days. “I can’t give her what she wants.”

Lemon frowns.

“What do you mean?”

“You know, for the future. We want different things.”

“What does she want?”

“The typical stuff,” Jaida says with a dismissive wave of the hand.”

“But like, what is that? Have you even asked her?”

“She wants what everybody wants, Lemon,” Jaida snaps. “She wants to get married and get a house, and probably have kids, and a girlfriend who won’t leave for months on tour.”

Jaida sees Lemon’s expression and steadies herself.

“If I’d made her stay…” Jaida continues, quieter this time. “If I asked her to stay, I would owe her too much. I would have to stay more often, for her, and I can’t do that. We shouldn’t have to give up on our careers just to be together.”

Lemon blinks at her. She looks over Jaida’s back, hoping Jan will show up to deal with this topic that Lemon doesn’t want to touch with a ten-foot pole. Jaida’s mommy issues are way above her paygrade.

When Jan doesn’t magically materialize by their side to save the day, however, Lemon has to do her best.

“Have you asked her?” she repeats.

Jaida’s lips tighten into a thin line.

“No.”

Lemon smiles at Jaida and bumps her shoulder, trying to dissolve some of the heaviness between them.

“Where do you get off preaching openness and communication, then?”

“I’m gonna play the ‘big sister’ card and tell you to do as I say, not as I do.”

Lemon laughs and lets the subject drop. She got some wheels turning in Jaida’s brain, and that’s enough for now. They couldn’t keep talking either way, because a minute later, Priyanka and the kids join their table.

“Well, these little monsters terrorized the haunted house,” says Priyanka with a proud smile, sitting with Gigi while Crystal climbs Jaida’s lap. “I hope you two had fun, because they’ll never let us back in there,” she tells the kids.

“Pity, you would have made such a good swamp monster,” Lemon says.

Priyanka smirks.

“Hey, Crys? Show Lemon your growl.”

Crystal roars loudly in Lemon’s ear until it makes her slump face down on the table.

“Oof, not so loud, baby,” whines Jaida, the unfortunate casualty. “Aunty Jai is not feeling so good.”

Jaida glares at Priyanka, who has the decency to look apologetic. Then, she starts playing with Lemon’s hair until the girl lifts her head from the table, and Jaida can’t be mad anymore.

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   “What do you think you’re doing?”

Jackie’s eyes snap away from her laptop to the bedroom door, where Jan stands with her arms crossed and her sternest look.

If Jan learned that from Teresa, Jackie may have to postpone the meet-the-parents for some time. Like forever.

“Just sending an email,” she squeaks out. Although, why is she acting like a scolded child? She’s an adult with a job. “A work email,” she says, sitting up straighter on the bed, defiant.

From Jan’s look, it’s the wrong move.

Slowly, Jan walks to the bed. Jackie gulps. Jan takes the laptop and moves it to the bedside table.

“Wait—”

“There are no work emails on vacation,” Jan says, claiming the space on Jackie’s lap.

“But I—”

The protests drown in a fervent kiss that pulls moans from Jackie’s lips. Jan swallows them gladly as she tangles her hands in Jackie’s hair, pulling and messing it up. She sits her full weight on Jackie’s lap and Jackie grabs greedy handfuls of her thighs, her ass, bringing her imposible closer.

Jan pulls back just enough that she’s still sharing Jackie’s ragged breaths.

“No work on vacation.”

“Okay,” Jackie agrees, already chasing Jan’s lips again and why was she arguing at all?

The lingering warmth of the afternoon comes in through the open window. Jan’s weight is heat on Jackie’s thighs, her center is fire against her belly and Jackie needs to feel more of her skin. She tugs at the hem of her shirt until it disappears somewhere on the floor.

Jackie leaves Jan’s lips for a second to drink her in, a soft beautiful the only thing she has time to say before kissing and licking new skin. Jan generously lets her have her way, for about two seconds. They have a miracle of a half hour in an empty house, and she has ideas. Ideas that don’t include letting Jackie anywhere near her laptop. She has a better use for her hands.

Jan likes her thighs bruised, she’s learned. When she walks, she carries the slight ache of Jackie’s thumbprints with her. Now Jackie spreads her open on the bed and digs into soft flesh, marking skin untouched by sunlight, paler than the rest of Jan’s summer tan. Jackie leaves her mark high enough to hide it from everyone’s eyes but theirs. Meticulous, careful, she soothes every bruise with her tongue.

“Jackie,” Jan whines when Jackie gets too lost in her thighs without moving higher.

“Yes?” Jackie asks, faking ignorance.

Jan simply lifts her hips, frustrated.

“Say what you need, baby,” Jackie says, smiling against Jan’s thigh. At her silence, she bites.

“Hmm, please,” Jan whimpers, hips lifting again until Jackie holds her down. “I— God.” She hooks her fingers under Jackie’s jaw and makes her look up. Jan’s big pleading eyes pierce through her. “Please eat me out?”

Jackie moans and takes Jan in her mouth. Her rewards are hands pulling her hair, nails scratching her shoulders and loud whines in her ears.

“More, please.”

Jackie replaces her tongue with her fingers to speak.

“My sweet girl, so polite.” Jan’s hips stutter at the praise. “So well behaved. How many do you need, baby?���

“T-two”

Jackie lowers her mouth again and slides two fingers inside her, smoothly.

“Did you feel how easy that was?” she teases.

“Hmm, Jackie, don’t be mean,” Jan says with a shy smile.

“I love that you get this wet for me,” Jackie tells her sincerely. “It makes me feel proud.”

“All yours,” Jan whispers, her hips canting up. “I’m all yours.”

Jackie loses any semblance of composure she had. Her rhythm gets messier, she goes harder and faster until Jan’s stomach tenses and her hand wraps around Jackie’s wrist.

Jackie stills her movements. Jan’s chest heaves as they both try to control their breathing. Jackie kisses her skin tenderly, waiting for her to come down.

The hands in Jackie’s hair loosen their grip. With a gentle tug, Jan calls her up.

“Hey,” Jan greets with the dreamy smile she gets after coming. It may be Jackie’s favorite part.

“Hey.”

Jackie kisses her forehead and grabs blindly for the sheets to cover them both.

Jan brings Jackie to rest on her chest. The only noise in the whole house is their breathing, in sync with the waves. Jan traces shapes on Jackie’s back, dipping under her shirt, making her shiver.

Evening falls around them. The sky glows orange and warm and the sound of the ocean calls them to sleep. The only thing keeping Jackie awake is Jan’s hand, lifting her shirt higher and higher.

“Should we go make dinner?” Jan says, one last half-hearted attempt at being responsible.

“Hm. Later,” says Jackie, stretching up and finally taking off her shirt. Jan looks at her like the first time, like every time. “We’re on vacation.”

Jan grins.

“You learn fast.”

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  That night, Jaida bans Jan from the kitchen. This is also Jan’s vacation, after all, and Jaida will make her relax if she has to twist her arm to do it. She orders Jan to grab some beers, sit with her girlfriend on the back porch table and let her handle things.

She enlists Lemon’s reluctant and Priyanka’s much more useful help, and between the three of them they manage to have four pizzas ready to be cooked in the outdoor grill.

It’s a clear night of bright stars and crisp, cold air. They light citronella candles that flicker in the dim light of the porch, and bring the chairs outside.

The kids set the table all on their own and only need to be told twice to stop running with knives. They set pillows on their chairs to reach the table and wait excitedly for the grownups to see how they made the table so pretty, with rows of seashells and napkins folded into abstract shapes that Crystal tells them are seagulls.

The grownups flatter and praise the kids’ work while filling their plates. It takes them both five seconds to get covered in sauce.

“What are we doing tomorrow?” Jackie asks the group once every plate is empty, as she dips a napkin in water to scrub Crystal’s cheeks.

“Oooh, I wanna take surfing lessons,” says Priyanka.

“In a day?” asks Jan. “You won’t even get to the water in one day.”

“What if I’m like, super good at it? It could be my hidden talent.”

“I vote we go see Priyanka eat shit on a surfboard,” says Lemon, raising her hand.

“Changed my mind,” Jan says, “that sounds fun.”

“You’re all such haters,” Priyanka frowns, crossing her arms.

Sitting sideways on the big porch couch she dragged to the table, with her legs swinging from the armrest, Jaida watches the back and forth. With a sly glance at Lemon, she holds up her phone and tries to sneak a picture of all of them.

“Who are you texting?” Lemon says immediately.

“Nobody, shut up,” Jaida says, focused on her phone.

“Tell her we say hi,” Jan chimes in with a kind smile.

Jaida returns it.

  From: Jai

Pizza nuit!

Jai sent a picture

Jan dit bonjour

  From: Nickyyy

Horrible. Google Translate again?

Je vous aime tous beaucoup

Gigi is about to drop their glass

  Jaida rescues the glass on the edge of the table.

  From: Jai

Nous t'aimons aussi

  From: Nickyyy

Better ;)

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    Jackie never stops feeling impressed —and grateful— by how the kids pass out the second their heads touch the pillow after a long day at the beach. She barely gets through “once upon a time” and they are out.

She holds her own yawn as she climbs down the stairs to find everyone wide awake, bringing the plates and leftovers from dinner inside and talking loudly. Her chatterboxes don’t stop day or night.

Jackie thinks back to how quiet her life was not so long ago, the two-people house, her small but wonderful family with Gigi. And it was enough —Gigi would always be enough, but now Jan runs to kiss her on the stairs, leads her to the kitchen where Jaida hands her a bottle of the only beer Jackie likes and they fill the kitchen and the whole house with happy voices.

Jackie rests one arm around Jan’s shoulders and takes a swig of her beer, pressing the cold bottle on her heated temple. It’s been a long few days of pure sunshine.

“What do you think, babe?” Jan asks her, shifting to support more of Jackie’s weight.

“Hm?”

“I said we should walk on the beach!” says Jaida. “It’s gorgeous out and we’re leaving tomorrow.”

Jackie’s answer is cut off by a yawn that she tries to hide. It’s too early to be this tired. The sisters are perky as ever, and it makes Jackie feel… old.

“You should go without us, Jai,” Jan says, without taking her eyes off Jackie. “Someone should stay with the kids.”

“No, let’s go,” Jackie says. “We can leave for ten minutes. The kids’ room even faces the beach.”

Jan searches her face for insincerity, but finds nothing. She smiles.

“Okay.”

“Okay!”

Jaida hops off the counter and skips to the backdoor, the other two following suit, hand in hand. Jaida opens the door, steps outside and freezes.

Slowly, she steps back, closes the door again and turns to face Jan and Jackie.

She looks like she saw a ghost.

“Yeah, we can’t go outside,” she says.

“Why?”

“Because our little sister’s on the porch, straddling Priyanka.”

Jan’s hands fly to her mouth and she squeals.

“I don’t know if I’m more happy or grossed out.”

“Grossed out, for sure,” Jaida gags, rubbing her eyes.

“Let’s go through the front door,” Jackie whispers, trying to get them away unnoticed. “We can sneak around the house and still go to the beach.”

“Please,” Jaida shudders. “I need my eyes cleansed.”

    It gets so cold by the sea once the sun goes down. Jaida’s a Fall girl, but when she’s at the beach she expects seventy five and above all day. That’s the fantasy.

Still, it’s their last day. She takes off her shoes and gets knee deep in the water.

Behind her, Jan and Jackie speak in soft voices, drowned out by the waves.

Jaida closes her eyes. The wind deafens her, the waves rise, she shivers. There’s a strong pull from the phone in her hand that hasn’t left her side since… since.

Nicky hates getting sand in her hair, but she still would’ve followed her to the water. She would have run after the kids until she collapsed, would have sunbathed with Lemon and cooked with Jan and shared one or two smokes with Jackie outside, late at night, watching the stars.

Her absence feels louder than ever.

There are so many things Jaida could say. I miss you is too personal. You’re missed, too detached.

Why does the moon look so shitty in pictures? is just right.

It’s four in the morning in France. Jaida still stares at their chat, waiting.

“I want to come here again, in the summer,” Jan says.

“I’m in,” says Jackie, hooking her chin on Jan’s shoulder as she hugs her waist. Her eyes are closing even as she speaks. “For longer. And maybe in a bigger house.”

“Completely,” says Jan. “The seven of us in that little shoebox for more than three days? Mama, armageddon.”

It warms Jaida’s heart. She’s invited, implicitly.

She pockets her phone.

They stare at the waves for a long time, in calm silence.

“I’m freezing,” Jaida says after a while, shivering and going back to the house.

They go quietly upstairs, but Jaida stops at the door of the bedroom she’s sharing with Lemon and Priyanka.

“Take our bed,” Jackie says before Jaida can voice her concerns.

“Seriously?”

“Yeah, we can stay with the kids,” Jan says. “I noticed last night that their bed is bigger than ours. We got played.”

They bid Jaida goodnight and disappear in the bedroom.

Jaida is tired.

It was a long day, a long weekend really, and she is tired.

Jaida can’t sleep.

The bed is too big on all sides, too cold.

She used to have a queen bed at her parents’ house. Half the time, one or both of her sisters would sleep there after watching a movie or staying up talking, hiding their giggles on the pillows, trying not to wake up their parents.

Tonight, her sisters fall asleep in different beds. And Jaida is… fine. She’s fine. Hangover and all, she had a great day after a great night. It’s been a nice vacation with her favorite people, and she’s grateful, she really is.

She turns on one side, then the other. Her phone waits on the bedside table. She turns away from it and pulls the covers over her face.

      From: Nickyyy

I think you just suck at taking pictures, because look at this sunrise:

Nickyyy sent you a picture

Going to work, Jai. Send my love to everyone!

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        The last day, like any last day, is melancholic. Crystal cries at the sea and tells it she will miss it, and Gigi won’t get out of the water until Jackie sets her foot down.

They stay at the beach until the last minute possible, meaning they have to rush home and finish packing in a hurry. If Jackie says so herself, she does a great job of tampering down her anxiety and not pestering everyone. Jan still squeezes her hand soothingly whenever they cross paths.

They finish quickly, even with the kids running around, even with Lemon and Priyanka busy giggling and doing googly eyes at each other. They’re packed inside the car before they know it.

“Say bye to the beach, guys.”

“Bye, beach!” the kids yell, waving with their bodies halfway out of the car window.

“See you in the summer,” says Jan, kissing Jackie’s hand as she starts the way home. “Right?”

“Yes,” says Jackie.

From the passenger seat, she can stare at Jan shamelessly, since her girl is focused on the road. She got a subtle tan and some freckles on her nose. She looks blonder. She looks perfect.

In the rearview mirror, she can see Lemon and Priyanka trying to teach Crystal the same game of hands but with slightly different rules, both arguing over which version is the “real” version. Gigi displays her new seashells to Jaida one by one with descriptions, and Jaida listens intently. Jan slides on her sunglasses and flicks on the radio, switching stations until everyone is content.

“Yes. We’ll be back.”

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