#look all i want in life is a hug from blaine
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Masquerade Part II (NSFW) FT. Sejeong
Authors: Note this lovely lady is going kill me with how stellar she is.
Part I here
“Of course but not here,” Sejeong says as she continues to drive. We arrive at a small house on the outskirts of the city. Sejeong parks in the driveway and gestures for me to follow her. So I do. While entering the house I notice a flicker of golden letters. I couldn't see what they read as they flickered too fast for me to read. Sejeong noticed my stopping and trying to read before smiling. “A learner through and through,” she whispered I looked at her after hearing her say something, “They are Runes of protection. Have to have at least one safe space,” she said I nodded and followed her in. The house was quiet as I walked in. The only sound present was the clicking of shoes on the ground as she walked to her couch. She sat down and invited me to sit next to her. I do.
“So you wanted to know about my story?” I nod enthusiastically. Sejeong smiles.
“Well, when I was a young girl my mother would always marvel at my talent at bringing people joy. She was always encouraging me to grow and foster that talent. So I did. I saw how hard my mother worked and wanted to push myself so she could walk...” Sejeong began
“A flower path” I finished
“Oh so you know a little bit of my story,” Sejeong said with an infectious smile “So tell me yours Mr hybrid.”
“I come from an average home with two loving parents both spiritual leaders who give constantly and work tirelessly for others. I'm the only son so similar to you I had to be the one to succeed to push forward, but life had different plans. I met a warlock. He made me an offer. I took it, and now I'm on the run from everyone.”
“Wait so that's how you're a curse bearer?” Sejeong asks
I nod. Her face softens as she looks at me. “How did you figure it?” out I asked
“Well, your body has the hard almost crust to it in several spaces that aren't natural,” Sejeong explains. Her voice is incredibly soothing despite the raspiness it has. I honestly could listen to her talk for hours, listen to her talk for hours“But why willing to take on a curse?” She asks.
“Well because power and regality scare people. I didn’t want to be scary anymore.” Sejeong hugged me tight hearing that, and said, “You shouldn’t let others dictate who you are.” I smile contently and nod
How long do you have left?”
“Three years give or take unless I can get the curse removed,” I explain. Sejeong smiles mischievously
“Well, then we have our first date.”
“I thought the fried chicken was the first date?”
“Technically sure but that's date 0 curse breaking will be date 1.” Sejeong joked. I laughed with her
“Okay,” I said
“Now the important question. How have you not gone crazy yet?”
“Crazy is a relative term.”
“No, it’s not. Most curse bearers go crazy after 3 years and If I heard legends about you and if they correct you’ve been cursed for 6 years at least.”
I chuckled and replied it was 7.” Sejeong looked at me in awe
“I guess I was always crazy then.”
“No, you’re not.”
“Well…”
“No crazy is Blaine the warlord. All you have done is fight for other people, and to protect yourself.”
I smirk and say, okay.”
Sejeong leans into my shoulder as we sit on her couch quietly. I turn to face her and she just gives me a bright smile and at this point, I’m smitten and overwhelmed by how sweet and aggressively hot she is. So to take my mind off my growing attraction to her
“Hey Seji tell me more about you. Like what’s something you can’t live without?”
Sejeong looks at me with a teasing smirk, “Seiji?” she questions
“I'm so sorry. I butchered your name.” I say in embarrassment changing my affectation. To my surprise Sejeong doesn't shy away instead she pulls me closer.
“No, I like it, and to answer your inquiry I can't live without love. She says before kissing my cheek. After she breaks it she looks me in the eyes and says “What can't you live without.” everything about her is drawing me in. A little voice rings in my head saying “Go for it.” so I kiss Sejeong on the lips. It's rudimentary and chaste because I haven't done this a lot but Sejeong takes it one step further. She kisses me back after whispering with confidence, “Gotcha.”
My mind instantly locks in on that and I break this kiss, “wait was this a prank?” I ask terrified. Sejeong laughs which makes me feel miserable until she looks at me. She smiles brightly at me,(making me feel ten times better) and says “No this is not a prank.” before kissing me again. “I want you,” she says in between longer more fevered kisses. “You want me,” she adds after breaking another kiss and biting my lip. She stares at me. Eyes alight with adoration and lust, “Why waste time.” she said, “Why waste time” I agreed. We continued kissing as she began to grind on me. I feel myself grow under her ministrations. She guides my hands to the side of her face where they rest as I let her tongue explore my mouth and dominate my own. She breaks the kiss off and stares into my eyes.
“You know I have never seen such sad eyes brimming with such optimism,” she said staring lovingly. Confused I looked at her. Sejeong smiled saying “In your eyes, I see so much hope and so much unbridled calm but also such deep sadness. It's adorable.” she said as she undressed. I follow suit then follow her to her bedroom. She pushes me onto the bed before whispering into my ears, “Relax dear let me ruin you.” to punctuate her seductive statement Sejeong blows into my ear and lightly nibbles on it. My body jolts from the foreign sensation in response. Sejeong adjusts and says “Oh you liked that.” my body further submits to her care as she gently rubs the tip of my cock.
What do you want first my pussy, my tits, my ass, or my mouth?” Sejeong asks with eyes wide. I groan as she leaves a lone finger graze the entirety of my cock. I gazed into her eyes as she smiles at me and groan as she continues to tease me with her hands before yelling, “Fuck Seiji you pick.” Sejeong smiles as she lowers her chest down to my cock.
With a wicked grin, Sejeong wraps her tits around my dick and begins to go for it. “Ah fuck.” I moan her pillowy breasts are luxuriant.
“Oh someone’s close. Go on then cum for me.” Sejeong says smirking. In a continuation of my body’s submission to her every whim I explode over her perky tits. As she continues way past overstimulating pain she just smiles and gets up. “Start stroking.” She says I do as she lays flat in front of me. When she gets comfortable she stares back at me.
“Tell me something that excites you.”Sejeong demands. Still Overwhelmed from the previous Orgasm my brain says the truth but probably not the correct answer.
“Ultraman is the greatest piece of fiction I have ever had the pleasure of being exposed to,” I say in a lusted stupor. Sejeong paused for a moment to process what I said, then her eyes grew wide with intrigue. “The Giant Gray alien guy,” she said as she nestled closer. My eyes widen in joy with her recognition as I nod. Sejeong smiles and begins to play with herself.
“What’s your favorite series she says as she rubs her clit.”
“I know it's not popular but Taiga 100%.” Sejeong smiles even greater as she keeps her intense and lusty gaze
“Tell me why.” She says as she continues to please herself. The squelching noise of her pussy audibly and fueling my overwhelmed mind
“Taiga despite being the son of one of the most famous of the ultra brothers often has the roughest go in his series. He is constantly pushed by those around him and often struggles with the burden of strength to protect those weaker than him. This along with his stylish demeanor and show-off personality have always resonated with my struggles of being the son of a priest.” Sejeong smiles and says
“Oh god.” And her orgasm hits her like a truck.
The air shifts radically Sejeong opens her legs revealing her pussy glistening and gleaming. I walk over enraptured by her aura and charisma. Her body is insane but the way she smiles at me makes my heart flutter innocently despite the fact she’s beckoning me to ruin her pussy.
“Come on take the cock out and claim me.” she coos legs splayed as she plays with her clit. Sejeong’s eyes are wide with desire. I approach and align my dick with her slit and tease at first but Sejeong had an appetite that needed to be slaked now. She takes hold of my cock and plunges it into her pussy.
“Oh god yes,” she says as we begin to rut in syncopating rhythms. Her pussy was sopping and if I were to describe the experience it would be a gentle hug on my dick. A gentle warm wet hug. Sejeong locks her legs around my waist as we continue, finding a nice peaceful rhythm that stimulated her enough for her to get what she needs and kept me from cumming too quickly. Sejeong smiled as we coupled, “You know I’d never take you for a softie.” She said I had zoned out at one point focusing on the trance-inducing sway of her breast as we fucked. She lifts her hand to my face and moves my face to be eye level with hers and smiles, “I like that smile on you.” She says before bringing me in for another kiss. After she says, “Go ahead cum whenever.” As if responding to her command my body shuddered and released into her. This in turn causes a cascading effect that triggers her orgasm. She cums so forcibly that it ejects me out of her pussy violently. I lean back hoping to recover. Sejeong wiggles closely and embeds herself under my left arm in a tight embrace.
“Thanks, Danger I needed that.” She says before going to sleep peacefully in my arms. I lay awake for a while as the revelation that I loved this girl I had only known for 4 hours sank in.
“Shit” I whisper to myself
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No one asked, but I thought, why not?
If Glee kids listened to Italian music
(+ links to the songs if you are interested in listening to them and judging whether I got the genre right; some lyrics too)
Rachel: Mina
Considered the greatest performer in the history of Italian pop music, Mina is definitely the ultimate diva! That is why Rachel loves her. And maybe, just like Mina, it could also happen to her to retire from the stage but forty years later continue to make hits from the walls of her home!
Her favorite song is Se Telefonando.
(If looking into your eyes, I knew how to say "enough!", I would look at you. But I can't explain that our love, barely born, is already finished.)
Finn: Ligabue
Ligabue does a genre that Finn really appreciated, given his penchant for alternative rock music, but what he appreciated most was the words of his songs. Ligabue talks about love, of course, but mostly about life, youth and those tastes and smells that we sometimes forget because we take them for granted.
In fact, his favorite song was Certe Notti. He listened to it on repeat in the period after high school, when he still had to figure out who he was and what to do.
(Some nights the car is hot and where it takes you it decides. Some nights the road doesn't matter and what matters is to hear it go. Some nights the radio playing Neil Young seems to have figured out who you are. Some nights resemble a vice that you don't want to stop, never stop.)
Blaine: Annalisa
Blaine thinks that Annalisa's best phase is up to 2022 when, for marketing reasons, she started making more commercial music. However, Annalisa has a wonderful and powerful voice (many call her the New Mina) and her old songs, the early hits, are true poems. But that of course doesn't mean that Blaine doesn't love to dance to the notes of her more jaunty songs!
His favorite is definitely Questo bellissimo gioco which Blaine listened to assiduously during the breakup. When he (and Kurt) believed there was still room for hope and the opportunity to start over, accompanied by the sunshine and the opportunity to make mistakes. A solution had to be created between them, but they see their relationship as a beautiful game that they continue to play (4x14, for example)
(Love burns the crumpled afternoons, the two of us hugging each other. Trying to find a point of balance between what to say and what to do. And this sweet sickness of ours that keeps me behind your vigil. Too busy courting some of your mental space without knowing if really what you give, can really be enough for me.)
Kurt: Marco Mengoni
Marco is one of those artists who, with his voice, his poems, his music, makes you vibrate in another dimension– makes you feel pure love! His are quite intimate songs that touch chords that, as we know, Kurt tends to keep hidden within himself.
At a specific time in his life, he listened to Venere e Marte on repeat. And you can understand why.
(I can make a thousand promises to you, or swallow them like pills. And swallow these words without even tasting them. This world alone is not much, yes, but neither is it in two. But with you it's a little less dark. Even when the sky is covered with clouds, and you were waiting for the rain to stop but you stayed all day long, I hoped it would rain harder. Because it's good to have you around again.)
Tina: Subsonica
Tina is shy, quiet and awkward. Hers is a mask she wears to avoid getting hurt and others hurting her, but she manages to find herself in music. She loves Subsonica because they are not only a band to listen to but also to watch and discover. Intense and charged, just like her.
Her favorite song of the moment is Universo. It is about a perpetual conflict with herself and the world, told through a succession of metaphorical images such as forests, oceans. The vibes that Tina loves and in which she sees herself a lot.
(Who knows if ever, if sooner or later, among the swarming of people; if you will meet the peace that life has always denied you. If it will end the war in you, the cold friction with the world; if you understand that my universe today is you.)
Artie: Fabri Fibra
The progenitor of Italian rap, Fabri Fibra represents freedom of expression and imagination. Hated even a little by many, he elevated an audience that existed only under the radar. He unhinged the hierarchies of the music industry, dispensed rawness and irony, often coupling them, in doing so he silenced bigots and censors. That's why Artie loves him, because he is someone who is not afraid to speak his mind. Which Artie sometimes fails to do.
In fact he loves Non crollo, because life is hard, but he doesn't give up.
(And this is the reason why I don't give up. Even if I'm with shattered nerves, stoned to the core, I don't collapse. They are squeezing me by the neck. They are strangling me preventing me from taking off.)
Santana: Loredana Berté
Even today, Loredana Bertè, at 73 years old, is considered a queen of music. Since her early days, she has been able to make her mark in the entertainment world. A true rock diva, feminist and nonconformist. Like Santana, Loredana Bertè never minded the rules. That's why she loves her.
Her favorite song is, of course, the iconic Non sono una signora. Her motto, basically.
(I am not a lady; one with all stars in life. I am not a lady but one for whom the war never ended. I am not a lady; one with just few marks in life.)
Quinn: Elisa
Elisa is one of the most melodic, delicate and at the same time powerful Italian voices. That's why Quinn loves listening to her and sees herself a lot in her lyrics. Elisa's voice is an expression of the soul, and her compositions reveal its fragility and strength.
Eppure Sentire is her song. Words imbued with a poetic sensibility and tell a story of inner strength and perseverance.
(One step away from possible, one step away from you. Afraid to decide, afraid of me. Of everything I don't know. Of everything I don't have. Yet feel, in dreams at the bottom of a cry, in days of silence, there is a sense of you.)
Mercedes: Mia Martini
Loredana Berté's sister, Mia Martini is considered by many the Italian Whitney Houston. A scratchy, rough and powerful voice, that is why she is Mercedes' favorite. Unfortunately, however, Mia is a misunderstood artist. She will be removed from the spotlight because of the nastiness and jealousy of the entertainment world; the suffering will be such that she will lose her life at only 47 years old. Yet her voice has never been forgotten.
Her song is Libera. You can understand why.
(Free to speak, free to search, free to do and undo, free to be just myself. Free to understand, free to feel, free to realize an end and to be wrong. I know well what I want and what I don't want. I have my pride, what does that have to do with you? A woman used to walking alone.)
Brittany: Lorella Cuccarini
Brittany is Lorella's fan more because of her dancing career than her singing one, but that doesn't mean she doesn't love her songs! At 58 years old, she is still considered one of the most beautiful and talented small screen dancers. The best showgirl of the 1980s. May Brittany aspire to be like her?
However, her favorite song to dance to is undoubtedly La notte vola. They also resemble each other, don't they?
Puck: Vasco Rossi
Besides being the undisputed idol of many and Italian rocker par excellence, he is considered the worthy rival of Ligabue. 70 years and almost 50 years into his career, Vasco's music has accompanied generations with his rock lyrics as well as lyrics about love and life.
That is why, although Puck does not admit it, his favorite lately is Canzone. It reminds him of someone who is no longer there. Someone he never told how important he was to him. His best friend.
(And when I meet you one day, maybe in the street, maybe right under your house. Look at the chance, though! Look at the splendid fate! Cruel and splendid. And meanwhile the days go by and memories fade and habits change. It was splendid.)
#and that's it#so so so sorry for mike but i couldn't find anything for him 🥺#if glee kids listened to italian music#the list no one asked for!!!#rachel berry#finn hudson#blaine anderson#kurt hummel#tina cohen chang#artie abrams#santana lopez#quinn fabray#mercedes jones#brittany pierce#noah puckerman#glee#gleeposting#idk what i'm doing with my life#hope you like it <3#italian songs#italian artists
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Day 1: Plead
Thanks to @bitbybitwrites for sharing this challenge with me, it's always fun when we do these challenges together! And to @klaineadvent for putting this Klaine fun together.
A day late, but here is Day 1 - plead:
It’d been a long day, and all Kurt wanted to do was put their seven-year-old twins to bed after an eventful day of Christmas shopping (and fighting off the urge to impulse shop for himself), and stuff his face with Ben and Jerry’s until his gorgeous husband arrived home. He then had plans to drag him upstairs to their bedroom, rip off his clothes, and devour him all. Night. Long.
Well, at least until midnight.
1:00 am tops. Their twins still tend to wake up at the crack of dawn.
It had been an hour past when he was due home, Kurt already having gone through a pint and a half of Minter Wonderland drizzled in chocolate syrup and whipped cream, when Blaine walked through the door of their very elaborate Christmas-decorated brownstone.
“I’m in the kitchen,” Kurt called out, having heard Blaine walk through their front door.
Blaine removed his jacket and hung it on the coat rack along with his work satchel, and walked toward the kitchen, undoing his bow tie. He found Kurt sitting on an island stool, in their kitchen, spoon hanging from his mouth, hunched over casually reading the latest holiday edition of Vogue.
“Hey baby, sorry I’m late.” Blaine greeted tiredly, tie undone, unbuttoning the first two clasps of his shirt. He leaned in gracefully to kiss Kurt on his lips, Kurt removing the spoon from his mouth, and meeting Blaine’s mouth on queue.
“Mmm, you taste delicious,” Blaine said flirtatiously, going in for another kiss.
Kurt chuckled as Blaine opened the refrigerator to grab a beer.
“I hadn’t intended on eating a pint and a half of this stuff, but - I was sitting here all alone, with no one to keep me company,” he said teasingly. “So, you know,” he shrugged, “when in Rome!” Kurt raised his dessert in a mock toast and returned to looking at his magazine.
Blaine was casually leaning his hip against the counter. “You’re so dramatic,” he said smiling at Kurt, as he brought the bottle of alcohol to his lips.
They were both feeling the itch, sexual tension now in full effect as their intimate needs had taken a backseat when the holiday season approached. This was the busiest time of year for them both, juggling home life, work, and kids. Life got busy, and by the time they got home each evening, they didn’t have enough energy to take care of each other the way they loved. The way they always craved.
“You’d be too if you spent the day fighting off savage Christmas shoppers with two 7-year-olds,” he replied, with mock snark and a flirtatious side-eye. Kurt flipped the page of his magazine as Blaine stood by the counter, seductively drinking his beer. Even though his glance was quick, Blaine could see his pleading eyes. He heard him loud and clear.
“Kids asleep?” Blaine asked taking another long sip.
“Of course,” Kurt replied. “They were exhausted by the time we got home. I made them a quick dinner, they took a bath, and knocked out in record time.��� He flipped to another page.
Blaine placed his drink on the counter, proceeding to slowly untuck his shirt from his chinos. He sensuously ran his fingers through his hair, breaking apart those gelled-down curls. Kurt loved it when he did that.
Blaine walked over to Kurt, hugged him from behind, and began peppering his neck and jaw with delicate kisses.
“Have you taken a bath?” He asked in a low sultry voice.
“No. I was hoping we’d get dirty together and then soak in one after.”
“After all these years, I love that you still feel the need to flirt with me.” Blaine chuckled. “You know I’m a for sure thing, right?”
“But flirtatious foreplay is so much more fun,” Kurt smirked. “We’ve been so busy the last few weeks, I thought we could do with a little ice cream play. I also bought some chocolate syrup and whipped cream." Kurt winked.
“Chocolate syrup, huh? You really do mean business,” Blaine teased.
“Mhm,” Kurt nodded, turning his head just enough to catch Blaine’s lips for a more heated kiss.
“Well then, Mr. Hummel-Anderson,” he said with one more lip smack. "Let’s get this ice cream social started.”
#december klaine challenge 2023#blaine anderson#klaine fanfiction#kurt hummel#fanfiction#klaine#klaine fanfic#klaine fic#glee#day 1#plead
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Ljubim te (24/24) - complete
Notes: And here we are, almost 7 months late! The Klaine Advent 2022 is complete! Time for cheese 🧀!
AO3 | S&C
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BURST
“I love you.”
Blaine’s looking at Kurt with a shocked look on his face. Kurt, on the other hand, isn’t surprised.
“I know,” he says back and Blaine relaxes, “I love you too.”
It’s been known for weeks. They even loved each other before they started dating, but it’s the first time they’ve said it out loud. Kurt knows it is a big deal for Blaine to say it, though.
“I love you, I love you,” Blaine repeats with a smile and Kurt can’t help but giggle. It’s adorable how Blaine just revels in the fact that he can say that he wholeheartedly loves Kurt.
“And I love you too!”
“Now go,” Blaine basically pushes Kurt away, which is fine. Kurt needs to get ready for the first performance. Blaine, Tadeja, Sunil and some people Kurt’s met during classes and during Metelkova parties are in the audience. Blaine is also making a lot of photos to send to Kurt’s family and friends back home.
Kurt knows that he doesn’t have the biggest part in Ulica, but he’s worked hard on it and he’s proud.
Later, after the show, it’s a whirlwind of people. Everyone comes to congratulate Kurt. It is exhilarating. He knows his time at the University of Ljubljana isn’t over yet, but this feels like such a final moment. Kurt celebrates with his castmates, crew members and teachers. He answers Tadeja’s questions about the show and Sunil gives him a congratulatory hug as well. Even his dad is here in some way, since he’s calling through FaceTime. Blaine holds the phone with a huge smile.
Kurt also feels amazing every time he watches Blaine and his dad interact. They like each other a lot, which is great. Since Blaine is still semi-closeted, Kurt hasn’t told anyone else back home that he’s dating again, but he’s happy that they told Kurt’s dad.
After a lot of post-show talk and celebration, Kurt and Blaine can finally leave. Kurt reaches for Blaine’s hand and Blaine lets him.
Together, they walk to Blaine’s apartment.
--
“I love you.”
Kurt kisses Blaine as a response. It’s Pride in Ljubljana and it feels so great to be able to kiss Blaine like this. The queer community has emerged from the shadows and it’s taken over the city.
People cheer and hoot when they see it. It’s freeing. It’s validating. Fuck, Kurt loves Pride and Blaine’s also growing to love it. It’s more low-key compared to Pride in New York, but that doesn’t matter. All that matters is that they’re here.
“I love you too,” Kurt says against Blaine’s lips, because he cannot resist the temptation to say it back, even though he doesn’t have to. Blaine knows Kurt loves him.
Blaine slings his arm around Kurt’s shoulder and they go back to watching the parade. There are so many people here and one of the many beautiful things of Pride is that it showcases the diversity of the community. Kurt and Blaine wave their small rainbow flags to the passing parade. Pride is a party and a protest, and it’s cool that it can be both.
“Thank you, by the way,” Blaine says in Kurt’s ear.
“For what?”
“For showing me this.”
“Oh Blaine, they are hard to miss,” Kurt laughs.
Blaine nods.
“True, but I am not certain I would be standing here if I hadn’t met you. I would probably cower in my apartment.”
It’s weird to think what would’ve happened if Kurt and Blaine hadn’t met, since this life that they have right now is the life they want.
“Well then, you’re welcome,” Kurt says and he squeezes Blaine’s hand on Kurt’s shoulder. Together, they enjoy the rest of the festivities.
--
“I love you.”
Kurt leans against Blaine. They’re watching the sunset from the Ljubljana castle. Tadeja had recommended it, and she was so right.
“I love you too,” Kurt says back.
He holds Blaine’s hands and together they wait for the sun to go down. The sky is especially beautiful today. It’s cloudy, but the clouds reflect the sunlight so the sky has a red and orange glint to it. Kurt and Blaine are high up, since the castle is situated on a hill, appropriately called Castle Hill.
There’s a lot to see at the Ljubljana Castle, so Kurt and Blaine will definitely come back for more, but right now, sitting on a blanket in the grass, against the castle walls, watching the sun go down is enough.
--
“I love you!”
It’s become an easy thing to say. Blaine just told Kurt that he loves him because Kurt chose the right flavour of ice cream for him.
“I love you too,” Kurt says as he hands the glass with the ice cream to Blaine.
Blaine was waiting for him outside, together with Tadeja. Kurt and Sunil got the ice cream. The location of VIGÒ is perfect, since they have a view on Prešeren Square.
“Here’s to the end of the academic year,” Sunil raises his glass.
“Cheers!”
“How do you say cheers in Slovene?” Blaine asks Tadeja.
“Na zdravje, which translates to ‘To your health’,” Tadeja answers.
“Na zdravje!” everyone says and Tadeja smiles through the mispronunciations.
“To be fair, we’re eating, so we should be saying-”
“Dober tek!” Kurt cuts in. He knows that one. You can learn it at DA BU DA.
“Correct, but cheers sounds so much more celebratory,” Sunil adds, “And that’s what we’re doing. Kurt and I are celebrating another successful academic year, and Blaine and Tadeja can celebrate a great first year of business.”
It’s true. Blaine’s shook enough hands to make great connections throughout Europe. Kurt knows that Blaine is still a bit bummed that he didn’t get to do more, but it’s a start. Once Blaine leaves, Tadeja will take over and Blaine’s incredibly happy with it, especially since Dejan was also aiming for the job.
Kurt and Sunil have also submitted their final grades to their home institutions. The academic year isn’t officially done yet, since in Ljubljana, the academic calendar goes from October 1st to September 30th, but most internationals try to finish earlier in order to get everything in order..
Therefore, Sunil is right and they can all celebrate.
“To Ljubljana,” Blaine adds to the little celebration, and everyone cheers to that.
--
“I love you.”
“Well, Blaine, Paris is the city of love,” Kurt says with a laugh.
Kurt still cannot believe that it is so easy to travel to other countries. Blaine convinced Kurt to use the interrail, which means you can visit many big cities in Europe by train. It’s a big and extensive trip, but it is so worth it.
They’re in Paris now. Kurt’s always wanted to see it and he’s happy to have Blaine by his side. As Kurt said, it is the city of love.
--
“Ljubim te z vsem srcem.”
Kurt was about to take a bite of his pizza slice, but now he gives Blaine a curious but confused look. He knows Blaine just spoke Slovene to him, but the two of them never properly learnt the language. They’ve picked up some words here and there, but Kurt’s not certain that he’s ever even spoken a full sentence in Slovene.
Blaine gives Kurt a knowing look. He likes that he gets to puzzle Kurt.
“Do I get a hint?” Kurt asks.
“I say it all the time in English, kind of,” Blaine says.
“Kind of?”
“I added something,” Blaine says, “Or actually, Tadeja added something. I asked for her help.”
“You did?”
Blaine nods happily.
“I’ve been practising this sentence for a while!”
“And why tell me now?” Kurt asks, fishing for another hint.
“Because this is where we first met,” Blaine says. They’re indeed at Ljubljanski dvor. It’s been a while since they had pizza. Even without Boni, Ljubljana has a lot to offer, so they’ve been going to a lot of other places.
“So, it’s a sentimental saying?” Kurt asks, “Am I warm?”
“Warmer, I think, but also not. I mean, I don’t think it is inherently sentimental. Sentimental means that it’s something from the past.”
“Okay, it’s a current thing?”
Blaine nods. He looks like he’s about to burst into laughter from happiness and that’s when Kurt realises. He feels silly for not realising sooner, but really, he doesn’t know Slovene.
“I love you too,” Kurt says with a smile. This man is ridiculous. “What did you add?”
“It means I love you with all my heart!”
“Yeah?”
“My heart and my brain and my everything!” Blaine says, “I didn’t ask Tadeja for translations for those things.”
“I love you with all my heart, brain and everything too.”
Kurt puts his hand on the small table. Blaine gets the hint and he puts his over Kurt’s. Kurt loves that Blaine is such a cheesy romantic. Blaine’s said before that he didn’t realise it either, but to be fair, he’d never been in love before.
It’s a good thing that Blaine came to Ljubljana.
Studying here is already the best choice of Kurt’s life.
Speaking of the city.
“Did you know that some believe that Ljubljana is named Ljubljana after the Slavic word ljub, which means to love?” Kurt says.
Blaine looks pleasantly surprised.
“Really?”
Kurt nods happily. He found out when he first moved to Ljubljana. Someone at the university mentioned it during a tour of the city. Kurt didn’t really think much of it back then, but he’s always remembered it, because he thought it was cute. He still thinks so.
Kurt really didn’t expect to find love, but he did.
“Fitting, isn’t it?” Kurt says, “How do you say I love you in Slovene again?”
“Ljubim te,” Blaine answers.
“Well, I ljubim te you too!” Kurt says back.
Blaine laughs.
“You know, I don’t think that’s how you say it, but the sentiment is the same.”
It is. This city has given all of them so much and Kurt knows it will always have a little place in his heart. Only a little bit, though, because most of it is reserved for Blaine.
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End notes: Hooray! We made it! 🇸🇮
I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it, and I hope you guys will have a chance to visit Ljubljana one day. I also want to go back, but alas. In the meantime, let me redirect you to the Slovenian Glossary, which discusses all the places that were mentioned in this fic. Here’s also a masterpost for this fic.
Thank you all for following along, or if you’re reading this after I’ve finished, then hi, hello! Thank you for reading. See you for the next Advent!
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This song fits Frederick really well I think. Like, at first when he was getting close to Gwen, he just felt like being himself around her. His blunt, rude, dorky true self. He treated her kindly because he wanted her to be happy, his original motive for doing most things before he met Them. His unmasking of himself bled into the rest of his behavior too, and he became nicer all around, if still sassy and temperamental. He was happy with himself.
And then he met the CPC. They didn't like him for who he was, they liked him for who he was now. They told him, to his face, that they hated his judgmental side, that they hated his sassy side. They went on and on about how he wasn't "like that" anymore. And Frederick started doubting. He looked at his brothers, who were now treating him kindly and had nearly completely stopped beating him, and realized that change aligned with his change in personality. The CPC wouldn't hurt him, maybe even treat him like he was normal, if he was just kind and forgiving like they wanted him to be. And so, like his kind side had before to keep himself safe, his "bratty" side went into hiding.
Except this time it actually worked. His brothers treated him kinder, and they included him in their conversations and actually loved him because now he was worthy of their love. He still slipped up around Gwen (she was just so comforting and accepting), but she still loved him somehow. Eventually he grew to hate that other side to him. The part of him that wanted to make cruel remarks whenever he disagreed with someone. That bratty part that demanded things that he didn't deserve.
And then the gala happened. That bratty, cruel, spoiled part of his soul that he hated had hurt her. He had HURT HER. And then Blaine called him a loser and left him to the rats. Because he wasn't good enough. Frederick had thought that he was hopeless. A worthless loser that realized much to late how important it was to repress himself.
And he ended up getting the talk from "Laverne" and realizing he was in charge of his own life. He escaped the prison and locked that horrid, disgusting side of himself deep down where nobody would find it.
His smile was fake. In truth he hated doing this. He felt like he deserved for people to treat him like a person. He felt like he wanted to just be him without judgment. But nobody would ever see that grotesque hatred behind his loving, neon green eyes that shined with a neon green like that you'd find on a plastic children's toy, manufactured to be as appealing as possible. After all, he was Frederick! He didn't deserve such luxuries
When he made it to the CPC, despite how he tried, his other side still leaked out. He tried to tell them. He hoped they'd do what they always did. He hoped they'd comfort him, tell him he was wrong and hug him like they did Gwen. But they only told him the truth. That he was the problem. Blaine hadn't done anything wrong. Blaine was right.
And Frederick didn't slip up again. It didn't matter how the thought of what Blaine had said made his tongue burn with bile. It didn't matter how his reflection refused to show his face through the rip like that in a page. It didn't matter how the world seemed so much greyer than it has with Gwen. Frederick had already climbed out of his hole. And now he was doing something harder
Frederick was climbing a mountain now, and at the top was the love he wanted. And so he climbed higher.
And higher and higher and higher and higher and higher and higher and higher and higher and higher and higher and higher and higher and higher and higher and higher and
#cursed princess club#also Blaine I guess#but Blaine is recovering#and I wanted angst#plus Freddy is my blorbo#so#Youtube
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Just 'some' CPC future HCs according to Seasons
As I used to say that CPC is the only webtoon that I wish have many spin off episodes, if want to tell in orders then what I wish to happened (as now we're likely at the end of the Autumn now which feels like ready to be winter anytime). These moments feels like a perfect spin-off materials 0.0
CPC in Winter
The Dealing (like conclusion) for the Omniscient Clam & Frederick inititated to CPC as way to eases his recurring nightmares
-> If the Clam actually a cursed artifact that can't be negotiated, I want CPC members to destroy it with their curse (like simply make Aurelia vomit on it?)
-> but if they could be negotiated, I somehow think 'switching "power" spell' could works between Nell and the Clam (as both have premonition abilities) - this make the Clam weakened (it didn't have all knowledge of the word, only future ones as bad omens) and will 'dying' when it's time come [as not prolongig it's life again with it's asker life force - if that theory becomes true] while Nell gaining knowledges that limited to curses-cures which helping CPC members that want to be free from their curse - with kinda ridiculous rules like only at the start of the month etc - but at least Nell didn't need to suck out anyone life's force
-> Frederick isn't left unscathed with all pains and mental tortures that he experienced espc during the time he got imprisonment, and have recurring nightmares daily at the CPC which make him both so embarassed and horrified to everyone. CPC planning him a slumber party where he finally could get his peace, hugging his inner child and could sleep peacefully as he let go painful things at the past
CPC in Spring
Maria's first public recital at the Pastel plaza (Spring time) & Frederick+Leopold+Jamie 'secretly' making a movement to improve the quality of cursed people life
-> one thing that I forgor between winter-spring: Leopold fixing all 'scary looking' Lilyth/Leelathea's potrait (espc if the theory that Lilyth still in this word as lingering soul/ghost is true, then she could cancel out her second dying wish and wishing that she want her potraits could be hung up in the Pastel palace) - and Jack's bubble that bursted out by Leland's betrayal could finally begin to heals - he begin to supporting all his children's dreams
-> Maria finally could hosting her first public recital (but idk if in this point, she'll forgives Blaine or not=if she forgives him, then the recital could accompanied by Blaine. If not, Leopold could convinces his cousin prince Griffin to help instead). The sure thing, Maria did a power move to dedicated her song to CPC - as the unsung heroes that's really help Pastel kingdom in the crisis + she's afraid of her kingdom's folk views to CPC
-> but turn out everyone in the Pastel kingdom already warms up with CPC (starting from the Pastel plaza shopkeeper, because they're already familiar enough with CPC members doing daily activities there and totally okay with their condition being cursed people)
+ some people that don't meet CPC members personally, turn out already warmed out to them from 'secret movement' of the trio Frederick-Jamie-Leopold (give me insight of the trio name.. what if LeoMieBook?) - as quite some time before Maria's recital, Frederick making brochures to give awareness of what the curses actually is and highlighting that cursed people is not that different with others too (they're have rights and deserved rights, so like ep 100 [curses] but in positive light) ; Leopold in charge of making the arts on the brochure so it's more eye-catching + mass-producing the brochures ; while Jamie the one that shares it (similar pose with young Jack did to artifact's rights)
CPC in Summer
-> CPC got huge renovations (remember that the front side of the mansion look too beaten down because the construction crew/Carpenters are so afraid to Jolie and Thermidora?) - the construction crew that used to want fend off 'the possum witch' now after learn CPC actually is, become the main crew of the renovation project
--> As the outside form of CPC got reform, so is the inside. Prez decides to make delegations of tasks in CPC + the sad news that Thermidora decides to back as her lobster form (in doing so, also to guarding the Omniscient Clam in the ocean of her kingdom) so does Nell&Jolie that decides to marry in the winter (Nell want to stays in Lace kingdom, and Jolie want to spread the 'respect cursed people' movement to her kingdom too) which makes them will leaving CPC
-> CPC kinda devastated with the news of 3 members will leave at once, but they're promised to plan the best "graduation" ceremony possible for them + also revealation that Aurelia find the cure for her curse, but declared that even when she's cured - she's still want to stays in CPC
Also the delegation of the tasks is like what Isaac write in here : and with my personal intake writing it as list:
Prez: she's the face (or ambrassador if could) of CPC - she's still doing what she used to do (like protecting CPC members and recon) but passing the jobs to other members + being the informant as having spidey sense still stays thou
Curtis: wikia said that he't the co-owner of CPC, I have mixed thought about it due to it never explicitly say in CPC (because from what I see, is more of Curtis accompanying Prez in scooping potential new members0 - so, well.. he doing what he used to do but with workload burden lessen up - as CPC respects Curtis' job more and even learn to become better in chores which immensely helpful to Curtis
Whitney: he's hosting 'new lecture (as variation of Prez')' which are some routine of meditation/yoga session to CPC members, which really helpful to calm CPC members nerves espc to Monika
Saffron: the minister of hearing, and the official gardener of the CPC. The beautiful CPC's garden become the favorite place to telling any woes from CPC members that latter will decided as urgent (as need haste? or need club-wide meeting?) or could be handled later on
Frederick: once he has a room in CPC, he turns his room to be like a library. He'll become the hot in the future librarian of the CPC while helping to plan any wide-club activities in CPC (like slumber party, or give pointers to Prez' lectures [which now not solely from Prez, but any member that want to share anything is free to do so]. He's also the leader of the WO (wedding organizer) comittee for Nell and Jolie
Gwendolyn: the most cute and kindest CPC member which now in the spin-off speisodes she already learn to self-love nicely, she's become another emotional support for CPC members - she might still working on her communication skill, but her cookings def brightens anyone's day + like Whitney, she hosting 'special lectures' like how to cook simple breakfasts/bake cookies/sewing things (Frederick might kind of worrying Gwen as it could be 'too much' sometimes, but with their improved relationship - she often consulting to Frederick first about her lecture ideas and accept his help to prepare the lectures)
Abbi, Monika and Syrah (they're grouped together because often together, and have special dynamic of "kinda not trusting people easily, but will if the opportunity arrive): which them together seems to be perfect recon team for potential members (so the recon mission not solely fall to Prez) with their personas; Abbi is very bold and honestly 'violent' to reveal true side of potential member; Syrah could tell people if lying or not-as professional lie-er herself; Monika being a crow could scope the location first to determine the place of potential member is safe or not first
Aurelia: the appointed vice-prez, as her insights that differs with Prez ideals actually give much-needed insights to find the middle of balance. Also, Aurelia seems to be one of the members that genuinely like Prez' lectures (remember that she's jealous of Gwen because one of it as being 'new member', could help to decides the lecture topic?)
10. Renee: one of the most eager member that want her curse be removed, I theorized that in this summer timeframe - she already cured along with Aurelia, but like her best friend she decides to stays in CPC as well. She's helping Aurelia which becomes vice-prez to improve CPC 'from background characters' perspective'
11. Thermidora as said before, return back to her kingdom as finally back to be a lobster princess - and together with the baron Benedict she'll guard the omniscient clam
12. Nell and Jolie kinda like the inter-kingdom relation division, as Lace kingdom personally supporting CPC with any way they could along with 'positive perspective' kingdoms that CPC members are - Metallic, Foliage, Neon, Quilt, Polygon + Plaid and Pastel as defensive support from Lance and Lorena and Suzanna
Also in June (aka Summer), there's a wedding!
the sommelier and George wedding! Jamie sure will be invited (as he's literally the reason they're together), but IDK if CPC members is invited too - but if they are it will be interesting to see reactions of more people accepting CPC. It will be a lovely event to witness definetely
Also with preparing Nell and Jolie's wedding + got invited to a wedding, this make me think that Gwen - or from Frederick as well - to have idea to preparing their own wedding and feels quite ready to have it 'soon' (I think the fastest, and I think it's quite okay too alrdy - to have Frederick and Gwendolyn marry 2 years after their first meeting which make them 18 & 19 y.o - and quite already healed from things + they're improved a lot as person as marriage actually like this, is not the ending part of relationship but actually the beginning - to become better, together
CPC in Autumn - anniversary of the canon events
-> Autumn at CPC more of parties in sense, with reflecting and reminiscent what happened so far one year ago - this also could be turning point if CPC (Prez espc) want CPC to not just a club or turns out to be kind of a school
also if Gwen's potrait still not getting back from the Cosmopolitan Princesses Conservatory - it's time for action to getting it back then hang it to our lovely CPC
^ Poor Gwen's potrait there NGL ;-; thrown hapzhardly
EXTRA : WEDDINGS
-> Nell and Jolie's wedding in the winter that year with theme "Winter Wonderland" and nice wedding cake that Gwen personally made with more of their colors (pink/purple/red) :
-> Frederick seems impartial to any seasons, while Gwen favorite season is Autumn - and here we got the season of their wedding. I feel it will lovely to held it at evening while the fallen leaves that changing colors is softly fly away - the wedding hold outdoor in the forest of the CPC. Everyone are invited (even Princels, which somehow I think get some 'betterment' in this final season and in 'okay' relationship with CPC), Frederick had make up and forgives his families (except Leland-he deserved it) but the best man isn't his brothers but Whitney, Gwendolyn have hard time to decides who'll be her bride maid among CPC members (feel free to reply or blog who's feel the best on that role, is: Prez? Syrah? Abbi? Aurelia? Monika?) while her siblings having the role of: Maria that singing the love songs in her dear sister wedding, Lorena guards this 'inter-kingdom' wedding event while Jamie the one that do the catering (aside from the wedding cake that Gwen made herself for her own wedding (it will be mainly white with Green pastel and plaid decorations around) - it's not bad omen okay amirite aameen
EDIT: EXTRA
I've just remember about the time skip vote (Isaac's polling) about what people want for CPC in the future - thus here my personal intake in the form of HC's on the following options!
"The Princels change as people and disband their group, but stay friends" - there's only one named Princel so far which is Orson, and we didn't have name yet for the 'shorty' and 'the big ear' one - but just theorized they're from Zig zag and Beige kingdom respectively. I really hope they could changes for the better, deep down they're good people (like helping Prez to find Nell, and never exposing CPC actually) - it's just they're still 'jerks' with toxic mentality of Incels. Out of all the 3, Orson likely the one that could changes to be better - or probably if they could get chance to see that Blaine isn't really "perfect" - they could change? One will see -
"The Pastel siblings visit the Braided Island and meet their grandparents" -> I truly want this to happen, as does many people - this option is the winner after all. But one thing that should be thread with caution: Leelathea/Lilyth could be seen as 'stolen/kidnapped' by the 'weird strange man' which is Jack ~ around 23 years ago of their current story. So, I am afraid this visit could go smoothingly if they're didn't make necessary preparations before go to the Braided Island (like, maybe braiding their hairs too and give offerings?). Also one of the HC/theory that I wish could happen, Lilyth is still stays in their world as 'corporeal spirit' - might smoothen things between the could-be hostility that could arise from the Braided Island folks especially their grandparents. Btw I really hope that the 2 characters of CPC that really want to going on 'adventures' which are Frederick and Prez Calpernia could follow along with the Pastel siblings. Frederick to able to see a 'mythical island' where people that look like his fiance & Prez to have adventure which what she used to can't do as 'model princess' can't really do before.
Abbi's curse is cured -> along with Renee TBH! Because those two seems the CPC members that the most eager to have their curse got cured (remember the episode [at the end of the gala]?) - not sure how but my theory is the witch could halps, as her knowledge about curses also might have some about the cures too. BTW this option is similar to CPC bingo with one of the block is 'someone curse is cured' 0.0
Whitney reunites with Blacquelyn -> well, this problematic...
Because this.. For Whitney, I think he won't return to his kingdom willingly... He probably could try to fix his family thou - but doing so I think it means the breaking down of the Monochrome kingdom entirely because his sister clearly can't lead, his brother become a dog, the whole kingdom of his seems totally unhabitable... prob could be changes it to become an inter-kingdom prison for someone 'in high position' but irredeemable like Leland?
For Whitney it kinda complicated but one thing for sure: he won't willingly return back to Monochrome kingdom, and if he ever do it solely to fix the broken heaps of his kingdom rn = the supposed king Greyden cursed to be a dog by his sister that kinda gone crazy? I have no idea how Whitney could save his kingdom, if that has chance to be saved at all - but I think his interactions with Frederick (that at same time will healing himself from the toxicities of the Plaid kingdom) making him to fix his relationship with his siblings I think his priority is fix his Family, and for the monochrome kingdom idk how it ends but I feel it need to change the leadership system - like no need monarchy (espc if Greyden can't be cured) and changes it to something like democracy ig? or breaks ultimately
#long text again hefjbefwbhefwh#TBH it's more easier to read in discord but more aesthetic pleasing here in Tumblr#cursed princess club
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i got a 95 :) {drugs are spoken about in this ask so tw drugs i think? that feels right to put}
okay so left to right/top to bottom the characters are: Victoria {Vic}, Zimmi, Jason, McKathy, Johanna, Sam, Richard {Rich}, Jodelle {Jo}, Christine {Chris}, Charlie, Valentine {Val}, MaLeo, Aestheti {Aes}, Bethany {Beth}, Idi, and Cassandra {Cass}
{vic use she/they, zimmi uses xe/she/they, jason uses he/him, mckathy's uses she/yel/yellow, johanna uses they/she, sam uses they/gray/ne/nem/neir, rich uses he/him, jo uses she/they, chris uses they/he/she, charlie uses he/him, val uses she/ix/ixs, maleo uses he/they, aestheti uses she/her, beth uses any, idi uses she/her, and cass uses she/they} sorry for all the pronouns, sometimes people get caught off guard when they're used. also i realized as i was drawing i had given idi and cass the same hair type and that they looked related since they were on the same poster, they aren't i just didn't do cass' half shave TT_TT
vic and zimmi are wives {big in world explanation, but basically married}. they've been together for a long while! vic is pretty energetic and zimmi is the calm type of energy. vic's sister is idi and they have the same eye color from their dad! their moms were platonically together and raised the two as sisters, idi looks up to zimmi a lot and sees xem as a role model!
jason works at a dispensary {good enough real world equivalent} and could be less depressed, he'd be doing better, he's picking up alcoholism from his friend blain {another weird explanation thing} and his type is. gray haired, sleep deprived people with addiction problems who do not view him romantically when he wants romance. guess who his buddy is! lol
mckathy has a boyfriend who is a heroin addict {their anatomy is weird and it's just easier to use real world qualifications, but there is a bigger explanation} and basically does not want to be a father. but mckathy's dream was to be a mom, even if yel had johanna at nineteen, why look a gift horse in the mouth right? she calls johanna a little ladybug and it's soso cute!! mckathy even made their little onesie!
sam's closest friend is jason, he's like their silly little guy. ne's in a relationship with another character named alica and they look very similar {alica is jason's ex as well} alica is aplatonic and aromantic and sam is aro/graysexual {and would call themself a dyke if the word existed in their world} so alica/sam don't call each other partners but do have a relationship {they have sex and hang out}. stoner! that's why neir's eyes are red, another big explanation thing :)
rich/jo/chris are a poly relationship! they're gonna be primary background characters and have stories and stuff, like how rich eventually uses less acid and chris gets less actively antagonistic and a downer about everything and that will reflect in his cigarette brand. jodelle is an astronomer who likes a band called the lily pads and makes friends with another character {her name is bowser :) i like bowser}
charlie is resident sad guy. jason has nothing on charlie. he's my sad wet cat who was born in a cardboard box, he's almost like a purse dog to me. he found out his passion wasn't bringing him happiness and then his dissatisfaction for life turned into anger, and now he's stewing in depression as he tries to figure out what he wants to do in life. he may pick spray painting and graffiti back up at some point, but i don't know yet
val! my lovely valentine! a sex worker {another big explanation} who had her kids taken away by ixs mother soon after they were born and really really wants to meet them. depressed, smoker, my lovely valentine needs a hug! she lives with four roommates who are also like her chosen family/friends, two of which are!
maleo and aes! a happy couple who have been together for years! aes is also a sex worker and became friends with val, cheering her up whenever she can. maleo loves his girlfriend so much it's so cute! maleo works out a lot and works as a bouncer for the usual bar/club that val, aes, jade {i love jade, everyone loves jade}, and bowser. aes had gotten everyone to live together and maleo likes to hang out with bowser to read together
bethany!!! i love bethany!!! she's mute and was born without vocal cords, and she signs way too fast since she's just so energetic and happy all the time. only her family can figure out what she's signing and she can slow it down, but she's just amped. she's very creative and she's going to do sculpting later in life! she's friends with jimothy {one of jasons siblings} and sunsn {secret brother to someone :3c } jimothy is blind so she uses a touch based communication for him as sunsn watches beth sign. she learned how to work out and other bodily healthy stuff from her mom adeline and likes to do down time with her dad timothy, her cousin/sister {stella's parents died when she was young and got adopted to addy and tim} is who she looks up to most of the time as the cool cousin/older sister
idi has chronic pain {stomach and joints} and is usually not in the best mood when it flares up. she has a bracelet for her sister and zimmi, but now that i think about it she should have them for her moms too. idi has one friend, miass, and they sure are... enemies to complicated enemies. idi has a business she's passionate about and wants to make it work out, but it takes a lot of planning and miass is the only one willing to help. they annoy each other and are usually on bad terms, but one day they both blink and they go 'when did we do this?' after making out
cassandra was the second character i had ever made for this world so she has a lot going on. but to get down to it: her mom is pretty disconnected and an apathetic drunk so her mother figure was her aunt fraggie. once she was old enough to be trusted to leave the house by herself she gets a girlfriend, but it's not going to work out, but she does a lot of graffiti and spray painting. she's a bit shy but very tired {mainly at her mother} and is a genuinely good person
~ }i{
Congrats on the grade!!! Also I love the neopronouns they're all very good!! :3
All of your characters sound super cool and the world they're in sounds super interesting imo!!!
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Cry Me A River - Chapter 10 - Part 2
*Warning Adult Content*
Heat Camp
A knock resounded at my door, startling me from my thoughts.
I lifted myself from the bed and opened the door, revealing a tall, blue-eyed man.
His eyes reminded me of River, however, the rest of him was completely different from my mate.
Where River was only 5'7, this man was a scaling 6'4.
Where River had smooth, flawless skin, he had intricate tattoos running up both arms and hugging around his neck in a vivid colored choker.
Where River's hair was as golden as the sun, the man's hair was as black as the midnight sky.
"As much as I'm flattered to be getting checked out by a super hot guy, I'm kind of taken."
The man smirked.
'Nothing like River.'
"You're mistaken, I was just comparing you, mentally, to my mate. As much as your eyes resemble his, the rest of you clearly does not."
He raised a brow.
"No need to get offended or anything, we all have mates here. You know what they say, what happens in Heat Camp stays in Heat Camp," he smirked.
'Is he implying that the men here cheat on their own mates?'
He burst out laughing.
"No need to look so horrified, hazel eyes, I was joking."
'Am I supposed to find the idea of cheating on the love of my life humorous?'
"Was there something you needed?"
He wiped his eyes before answering.
"Oh yeah, Hemlock told me to get you. It's dinner time."
'Perhaps you should have opened with that.'
"Very well."
He raised a brow.
"Your way of speech is quite aristocratic."
"Is that so?"
"Hmm.."
"Are you not to lead me to the dining hall?"
"Oh. Yeah. Follow me."
He began walking as I followed close behind.
'Was my class obvious by my speech? Would others pick up on it?'
My father had permitted such a journey with the condition of keeping my identity a secret.
He believed that it would look bad for the royal family if one of their own had to be sent to a Heat Camp.
After all, Heat Camps were commonly known for those who are rejected by their mates and it would look bad if one from the royal family was rejected, not to mention a huge disgrace.
I didn't agree with my father's words nor mindset but he was King and his word was law.
If he had not permitted my journey here it would have been against the law to have gone against it.
So, though I don't agree with him, I was grateful for his allowance of my getaway trip.
"Ta da. The dining hall, a place where all unite for the sake of food."
He smiled, spreading out his arms dramatically, towards the dining hall.
'Well, he is definitely quite the character.'
"Come."
He latched onto my arm as he dragged me into the dining hall.
After much protest and two trays piled with food.
He dragged me to a table with four men chattering away.
"Hey, guys. I found a newbie."
Everyone looked up from their conversation and looked me over before smiling.
"Hey newbie," a dimpled, brunette smiled.
"I'm Ron, this is Blaine," he signaled to a dark-haired brunette who was stuffing his face with food.
"And these two are Nate and Marcus," he signaled to two redheaded twins, Marcus crossed his arms as his brother, Nate, smiled softly.
"Hi," they said together.
"And this is Allen," Ron continued, signaling to a small dirty blond who was staring up at me with huge brown eyes.
"Have you found your mate, yet?" Allen asked.
"Yes."
"Did your mate reject you?"
"No."
His eyebrows creased together.
"Then why are you here and not mating with your fated?"
I sighed.
'Do I really have to explain myself?'
"Because I want our first time to be special, not a heat of the moment thing and definitely not while I'm in heat and can't control myself."
They all stared at me wide eyed.
Kaiden burst out laughing, breaking the silence.
"There are guys like you out there that actually exist?"
"Wow, how noble of you," Blaine added monotony.
The twins remained silent.
"You must really love your mate..." Allen trailed off.
"I do, he's the most beautiful person in the world and I'm lucky to call him mine," I smiled.
The twins' eyes widened.
"Ah, so you are gay," Kaiden pointed at me.
"No, I am attracted to no other than him."
'I am River-sexual.'
"Ah, so a gay in denial," Kaiden sang.
"No."
"Yes, you are..."
"Enough."
Marcus slammed his fist against the table.
The table grew silent as everyone stared quizzically at Marcus.
"Marcus. Calm down," Nate whispered to Marcus softly.
Marcus's face softened as he looked at his brother.
"I'm sorry," he mumbled, sitting back down as he laid his head against his brother's shoulder and closed his eyes.
Marcus's face softened as he looked at his brother.
"I'm sorry," he mumbled, sitting back down as he laid his head against his brother's shoulder and closed his eyes.
Nate gently ran his fingers through his brother's hair as he smiled softly at him.
"I apologize for my brother's behavior," Nate said softly.
"Homosexuality isn't permitted in our Kingdom, so it's a little bit of a touchy subject for him."
I could tell he was lying. Not completely, though.
I believed what he said about homosexuality not being permitted in their Kingdom to be true, as it's common in some Kingdoms to be homophobic but I don't believe that's what caused Marcus to blow up like that.
'There must be a deeper reason.'
The silence left just as quickly as it came as the conversation began to flow across the table, soon we had all forgotten about the awkward moment and began to talk like long-time friends.
I immediately connected Ron and Allen, they were both so genuine and easy to talk to.
Even Kaiden was beginning to grow on me, even with his hyperactive personality and need to consistently be in a state of a sugar rush.
Though, I didn't really get to know Blaine as he seemed to just sulk in the corner of the table the whole time, sipping on a huge mug of beer.
'I wonder why he is so solemn?'
The night progressed and I later found myself dragged to one of the waterfalls I previously saw and was immediately tossed into the water, leading to a major water fight full of laughter.
I felt like a pup again.
I didn't have to worry about running a whole nation along with my father, I could just sit around, relax and have fun.
Though in all the fun I was having, I still felt as if a part of me was missing.
'I miss my love.'
"Okay guys," Allen yawned, stretching his arms out as he climbed out of the spring.
"I'm passing out, so I think I'm going to go to sleep before I drown myself," he laughed.
I heard a collective 'me too's as we all climbed out of the spring.
"It was nice meeting you, Alastair," Ron said, patting me on the back.
"See you tomorrow," Allen said, yawning as began walking to his room with Ron close behind him.
"See you," Blaine grunted as he put his hands in his pockets and followed after them.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see a smiling Kaiden.
"My room and the twins' are in the same direction as yours, so let's walk together," he smiled.
"Okay," I smiled.
I followed as Kaiden led.
The twins walked beside me as we kept a steady conversation going.
"This is where I separate guys," Kaiden said as he motioned towards his room.
The twins and I gave a collective 'goodnight's as Kaiden winked before walking into his room and closing the door.
We walked a few more doors down before reaching mine.
We exchanged 'goodnight's before I closed the door.
'Oh, wait, I forgot to ask what time I'm supposed to get up tomorrow morning.'
I quickly went to open the door and saw that they hadn't gotten too far but before I could call for them, Marcus pushed Nate harshly against the wall.
'Oh, no.'
I was about to take action to stop the fight before someone got hurt but suddenly Marcus's tight hold softened as he whispered something to Nate that caused Nate's eyes to glisten.
Marcus tenderly brushed his fingers against Nate's cheek as he gently connected his lips to his.
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What does kindness look like, to your muse?
Red's Journal - Entry 9/30/2018
for ask meme here
Another birthday has come and gone. I'm 20 now and feel as old as I've always been. The presents have been plentiful in a way uncharacteristic of one's 20s (at least I can imagine; I just got here), but there's one in particular that I want to chronicle -- assuming I ever forget it.
To date, I have owned ten red vests. (They're more like jackets, but I call them vests. I'm autistic, okay?) The first one - that which went on an adventure with me - was a gift from my mother to inaugurate the occasion: something to remind me of home when times grew tough. After the adventure, I informed my mother that this vest was all that I wanted to wear, and I asked her what it would take to make that a reality. She told me that she had sewn it herself. I was grateful, yet fearful: What would happen when I outgrew it? That's when she told me about sewing patterns, and affirmed that we could simply retake my measurements as I aged.
When I turned 18, she took my measurements one last time, and made seven vests — one for each day of the week, all of them a size up. She didn't foresee my chronically skinny self outgrowing them anytime soon, and for the last two years, her hypothesis has held strong. I never thought a single thing about where the other vests went; I supposed she might have recycled them for the vests to come. I was content with this thought and never questioned it further.
On my final evening in town this weekend, my mother presented a box to me. It was the sixth or seventh box I had handled since my birthday, so I wasn't too surprised—but it was bigger than the others. Clothing-sized.
I opened it up to find none other than the original vest I had worn on that adventure—faded and scraped, yet restored in sum. The holes I'd made, the threads I'd plucked… they'd all been resewn. And there were fourteen patches—seven on each side—that enshrined all eight Kanto Gym Badges and six Pokémon from my Championship-winning team, split into fours and threes respectively across the body.
I would have broken down crying regardless of this next bit, but mom directed me to the bottom of the box. I pulled away the wrapping paper and envelopes flew out—so many envelopes, littering the cardboard. I ripped them open. Each envelope contained a written message of congratulations and gratitude from each Indigo League member, wishing me a happy birthday and for my continued wellness atop Mt. Silver. Brock, Misty, Surge, Erika; Koga, Sabrina, Blaine… and Blue. Even Blue wrote a card for me…
I'm tearing up at the mere memory so I should probably end the recap there, but I want the record to show how I truly feel. In this moment I love everyone. In this moment I am grateful to be alive. Nothing has ever impacted me like this has because I never thought I could mean this much to people. That my mother would consecrate my life in such a loving manner; that so many across the region would speak so highly of me; that my memory could be worthy of remembrance… That I am loved not only for what I've done, but for who I am; for what I will continue to be… I've never wanted to hug the world so badly. I've never wished to leap into its arms this much. My entire body burns with the need to return this feeling—to let someone, anyone, know how it feels to be this celebrated. This loved.
And it reminds me that every interaction has always meant this much. My mother sewed those ten vests with care. The Indigo League granted me the life I wished to live. Every Leader in the region was honored to see me grow and wanted to see me thrive—because everyone should, for everyone, everywhere. This revelation isn't so much about "me” as it is about unlocking the meaning of kindness: To help people live lives worth cherishing. And to never cut corners when showing them that the world means more with them in it. May I never, ever lose sight of that.
And may I find a decent spot in the house in which to hang up this vest. It's a little too small for me.
#red's journal#ask reply#((I'm having a lot of fun playing with differences in Red's voice between ages hahaha
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....is there any way you could do another one of those klaine positivity lists 👀
You know sadly we only have a finite amount of canon Klaine content. But luckily all their interactions are so wonderful. I could gush happily about all but maybe two of them. And I haven't covered them all yet, so... Yes! Of course I can make another positivity post 🥰
(x) Basically every gif from that gifset tbh. But I picked that one bc look how happy they are! Blaine coming in clutch with the romantic grand gestures and Kurt just being so overwhelmed with happiness that he basically attacks Blaine with a hug and Blaine just beaming so bright. That gif is just sunshine, look how happy they make each other!!
(x) Again, everything in this gifset is gold. Every single shot shows off something different and amazing about their relationship. Blaine goes over to let Kurt sing and share the spotlight with him, like he always wants to do. And Kurt's like "oh no i couldnt" and before Blaine has time to fully be like "what?? that's so unlike you" Kurt is whipping out his own mic from nowhere and singing anyway. And Blaine is just like "why am I surprised" and just has to smile at his man. The way Darren and Chris can convey a whole fucking story in literally .5 seconds is awe inspiring honestly
(x) Whole scene great, etc etc. Umm idk I just love this bc Blaine is this smiley and this adorable and literally walking on sunshine after fucking Kurt's brains out lmao. Like you know they got down and dirty in that hotel room and then just to see him to bright and cheery afterwards. "Everything's coming up Blaine!" and then just jumps back onto the bed asdkgjds what an adorable dork
(x) Guess what?? Another whole gifset of pure gold. But this stands out the most bc it's probably from one of the saddest times in their relationship. The breakup is still fresh, they're both in the fucking pits, but they can't help but want to talk to each other. Bc they're what?? Best friends! Kurt gets to say his piece and Blaine has to listen, and it's the first step towards healing for both of them. And even when he's crying, Blaine still can't help but laugh at Kurt's brand of humor. And they still love each other, obvi. But that's just such a beautiful smile and adorable laugh for Blaine and it warms my heart
(x) I don't really have anything to say about this one lol. It's just a cute and good hug and it's underrated but it's there! Appreciate it now lol
(x) A favorite moment for obvious reasons. We know all about their respective trauma and baggage and how it came to a head in this moment. And while Kurt is still looking around nervously, Blaine is trying to focus on Kurt and get him into the moment and make him happy. And even if they are scared, they're still so happy and so proud to be with one another. And Kurt has to smile because he's there dancing at prom with the love of his life, something he thought he'd never get to do. And it's just such a soft and loving moment between them. It's simple but at the same time speaks volumes about each of them individually, and as a couple. It's such a powerful and romantic moment and it's the reason Prom Queen is one of my top 3 eps
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Summary: The New Directions and others return to Lima for the 10 year anniversary of Finn’s death.
Notes: For Cory.
AO3
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Tracy Hummel-Anderson loves having a full house, and her grandparents’ house is filled to the brim with her dads’ friends.
Kurt doesn’t have the heart to explain to a three year old what death means and why they’re all here. Tracy knows of Finn and she knows that he is no longer around, but she doesn’t fully understand why yet.
Tracy is hugging everyone’s legs and giving flowers that she picked in the garden. When she hands one to Carole, Carole tries very hard to not burst into a new round of tears. That’s Kurt’s cue to step in.
“Come on, Tracy,” he picks her up and carries her away from Carole.
“Do you think grandma loved the flower?” she asks.
“I think she loved it,” Kurt answers earnestly. Carole loves everything that Tracy makes, but today is just weird. It’s been ten years since Finn died. Every year, the New Directions try to get together to commemorate, and it doesn’t always work, but everyone made time to be here for the 10th anniversary.
Kurt puts her down so that she can hang around with the other kids. His friends have kids. He and Blaine were the first, but Rachel and Jesse’s daughter soon followed. Tina and Artie surprised everyone, including themselves, with twins. Brittany and Santana are looking into it as well. The New Directions are growing up.
Well, apart from Finn. He never made it past 19. He would’ve turned 29 this year.
What would his life had looked like? Everyone thought he’d end up with Rachel. He was working on becoming a teacher.
Kurt shakes his head. He’s helping no one with this. When Finn first died, Kurt couldn’t stop thinking about all these possible scenario’s, because it felt so unfair that he died. Kurt still thinks it’s unfair, but he stopped torturing himself.
The 10 year anniversary just brings back feelings.
Kurt walks back to his parents. His dad is talking with Sam about the time Sam and Finn competed for the position of quarterback. Carole, who still looks like a mess, laughs over a memory that Tina shared with her, only to fall silent again.
The mood is off. Tracy is right to think that it’s fun to be together with everyone, because Kurt also loves seeing everyone again, but it’s also under a weird circumstance.
A photo of Finn has been put on prominent display, with the date of his birth and death presented underneath. There’s a small line between them. Puck once said that it’s weird how that one life represents an entire life and it’s true. How does one line capture 19 years of a life well-lived?
It’s so weird to think that Finn’s already reached the end of his line.
Tracy apparently got bored being around the other kids, because she’s walking around again, amusing everyone. Quinn gives her a piece of candy from her pocket, Artie has his camera out and he films her skipping around the room, Mike twirls her around, and so on. Tracy loves her honourary aunts and uncles and they love her.
She eventually ends up at Blaine, who carries her to Kurt.
“Are you having fun?” Kurt asks.
Tracy nods happily and Kurt smiles. Kurt and Blaine make eye contact and Blaine nods.
“Go to daddy, Tracy,” Blaine says and he hands her to Kurt, “He wants to show you something.”
“Oh?”
Kurt takes her to Finn’s photograph. Tracy has grown a lot, so he needs both arms to carry her, so he can’t pick up the photo. Instead, he bends his knees and lowers Tracy.
“Uncle Finn!” Tracy says.
“Indeed,” Kurt says and he feels a lump in his throat. He’s still Tracy’s uncle. “We’re all here for him.”
“Why?” Tracy asks. She has a puzzled look on her face and it’s adorable.
“Because we miss him,” Kurt answers.
He realises that the room has gotten silent. He doesn’t want to look around, but he knows others are watching him and Tracy.
“Is this his party?” Tracy asks and Kurt lets out a teary laugh.
He wants to say that it’s not a party, and that people can come together for different reasons, and that today is a sad day, but then he thinks about her words.
Kurt will never celebrate Finn’s death. Never. The thought alone is baffling.
But he thinks of today. Everyone’s come to his parents’ house for Finn. People are trading stories and other fun memories. Photos and videos are passed around and despite the weird atmosphere, everyone is having a good time. It’s nice to come together and talk about the person they all miss so dearly.
“I guess so,” Kurt says, “A party to celebrate your uncle. That’s one way to see it.”
“Will there be cake?” Tracy asks. Of course she thinks of cakes. She mostly goes to birthday parties.
“We can have a cake,” Kurt’s dad cuts in, before Kurt can answer, “Right, Carole?”
Kurt finally turns around and as expected, all eyes are on him and Tracy, apart from his dad’s. He’s looking at Carole. Carole’s eyes are wet.
“Yes,” she eventually says, “Yes, we can. Chocolate fudge. His favourite.”
“I’ll drive down to the bakery!” many people volunteer at once, which makes everyone laugh. There will definitely be cake now.
“Yay!” Tracy claps her hands and Kurt hugs his daughter closer. He’s sad that Finn’s never got to met her, but she’s here and Kurt will keep the memory of his brother alive for her. He won’t be the only ones. Everyone in this room will remember Finn and as Tracy said, they will continue to celebrate him.
#glee#ficlet#i guess#anyway how y'all doing gleeks#holy fuck I wrote#2023#unbeta'd yada yada i wrote this in a rush of emotions cause it has been 10 years wtf
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This song practically embodies Frederick's character arc (plus one headcannon about it that I've gained from relating this song to Frederick's character arc).
So, at the start of the comic, Frederick 100% has some sort of depression, right? I mean, it's barely even a headcannon at this point. And, at the start of the song, Himiko is too.
And the chorus is Frederick and his books. Frederick is established to use his books as a form of escapism and power fantasy. He projects on to the characters, pretending to sail far away with them, pretending to stand up to people like them, pretending to get saved by them, to escape the reality that he's in a hopeless situation and there's no guarantee that things will ever get better.
And then, like Tenko, Lance starts talking to him. This is where the headcannon comes in. Frederick, being super depressed, just thinks that Lance is being annoying. No matter how hard he tries to ward him off, Lance just keeps smiling and hugging him and talking to him. Slowly he grows a soft spot for Lance, even if he tells himself that he isn't. Lance is overjoyed by this development, because he genuinely loves his brother and his books, but couldn't say so because of Leland.
And then Gwen happens. Like Angie, Frederick actually accepts his love for Gwen (Lance, unlike a normal person, doesn't feel remotely salty. He's just happy for his brother), and actually starts trying things for the first time in a long while. He fells actually excited to see her, he actually wants to do things for her, just to see her happy. Frederick is healing.
And then Angie dies. Like the gala where he found out what he said to Gwen, what he did to Gwen. She, the only good thing in Frederick's life, gets ripped away from him. It was all fake, and it was all Frederick's fault.
So he tries to fallback to Lance. He gives up the notion that he didn't care. When Lance came to him in that dungeon, he pleaded with Lance to say something, anything! To nag him, poke him, praise him, hug him, anything! But Lance just looked him, cold and apathetic. And he continued to do so after what Blaine said. He agreed. (No he very much didn't. He wanted to punch Blaine in the jaw. but Frederick thought he agreed)
And then, in that dungeon, he recedes back into a deep depression, worse than before he met Gwen. He didn't want to move, say anything, do anything. He didn't even eat.
And then Isolde came. He decided, hearing her, that he wouldn't do this anymore. No matter how long he spent in a dungeon, no matter if he spent the rest of eternity in the hell that he calls life, he wouldn't just stumble through it half asleep. Even if nobody loves him, he'd still live, and nothing and nobody could take that away.
He escaped that dungeon, and he was going to warn to CPC about his family's attack. Whenever something went wrong, he heard that voice in his head, telling him to give up and rot in a hole, but the voices of Gwen and Lance drowned them out, telling him that he was worth it, and that he did deserve happiness, and to never give up. When the CPC ignored him, when they invalidated his feelings, he wanted to cry and give up, but he still pressed on. He would save the princesses. He would truly live, for the first time in... forever. (I like to think the "and I'll reach it for you" line is the CPC bursting in on that carriage)
And even after the song, Frederick still had troubles with the voices, but he got the CPC to help. He would overcome this. Even if he had some really bad days, Frederick knew he would overcome this. Even with the voices of Gwen, Lance, Prez, Whitney, and everyone else, Frederick didn't know what was going to happen in the future. But it was going to get better. That, over all else, Frederick knew.
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hello! hippohead here. this is a random ask out of the blue but i was wondering if you'd pick 3 random smaller klaine moments that you love and tell us about them and why you love them 🥺 just feel like being soft about our fav boys
hi there!! i couldn’t pick just three, so i’m going to give you five, if that’s okay...also somehow they all ended up being from season 6 bc that season was a gold mine for cute pining!klaine scenes.
1. kurt talking about blaine to brittany in 6x03.
the whole scene is gold, but i especially love when he says that watching brittany and santana sing reminded him of his own relationship with blaine. the way his mouth automatically curves into a huge smile (bottom left gif) when he says blaine’s name is so precious 🥰
3. their looks during ‘all out of love’ in 6x05.
6x05 had a lot of incredible blink-and-you-miss-it klaine moments, but my absolute favorite would be their sweet smiles toward each other at the end of the ND’s competition - especially blaine’s. i personally believe that this is the moment when blaine realized that he forgave kurt.
even after all those months of pain, just spending 24 hours with the man he loves was enough for all of that pent-up resentment to just fade away like it never existed at all, until all that was left was the endless amount of love that blaine felt for kurt.
just look at blaine’s face melting into that smile!!! he’s so smitten and my poor dead heart can’t handle this 🥺
3. their hug during 6x06.
i think that their brief hug that we got when blaine showed up to brittana’s engagement party is the most adorable thing ever for the following reasons:
kurt specifically makes sure that he’s the one to open the door because he wants to be the one to greet blaine 🥺
blaine not-so-subtly checks kurt out before he goes in for the hug.
that hug is the most comfortable and relaxed that they’d been with each other all season, and to me it proves that they’ve properly re-established their close friendship.
their sweet smitten smiles toward each other 💞
the way they linger for a moment longer than necessary after the hug is over, and the way kurt leaves his hand on blaine’s shoulder for a second bc he just has to touch him.
kurt looking at the hallway to check that karofsky didn’t come with blaine, and his cute attempt at a poker face after realizing that blaine came to the party alone 👀
(listen, they unfortunately weren’t featured very much in this episode, but you bet that i’ll milk the hell out of their 8 seconds of screentime!!)
4. kurt turning the wheel to blaine’s name in 6x07
something i don’t think we as a fandom talk about enough is how kurt actually moves the wheel in 6x07 so that he can have blaine as his duet partner, and it’s such a shame because that moment is so damn precious!!
i love that at this point kurt was actively interested in blaine, but blaine was still with karofsky, so kurt managed to find a subtle way to let blaine know that kurt was still interested in him while still being respectful of his relationship. and kurt’s face while spinning the wheel is so, so cute - that clever mf pretending like he didn’t manipulate the wheel to land on blaine’s name is adorable af 🥰
i like to headcanon that kurt specifically practiced spinning the wheel so that he knew how much force to use to get it to land near blaine’s name...so that he could have an excuse to spend more time with blaine 😌
5. kurt smiling at blaine when schue mentions kids in 6x11
there’s this quick moment in 6x11 when schue talks about how one day, everyone will be watching their own kids win awards, and then kurt turns at the mention of kids and gives blaine the biggest smile in the world 🥺
this is perhaps the softest moment of love that kurt has shown on the entire series bc it’s nothing but pure delight at the idea having a future with blaine. it’s so clear by the way that the smile takes up his entire face that he’s just ecstatic that he’s married to the love of his life and so, so thrilled that he gets to raise his own children with this man that he loves so much. he spent most of s6 believing that this future was out of reach, but now it’s back and it’s real, and kurt just can’t control how happy that makes him 😭
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tysm for the ask, this was so much fun to do!!! i love thinking about them and although i really appreciate the complexity of their angstier stories, it’s the softer moments that i’m here for. it gives me so much comfort knowing that they’re out there living their life with their successful careers and their family, because knowing that they’re happy makes me happy 🥰
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And it continues || Seblaine
From the minute he’d woken up, Blaine had eyed his laptop, sitting at the small desk in the bedroom. But because Kurt was there, not to mention his discussion about the end of Western Civilization, he waited to go over and turn it on. Maybe that was why it didn’t sting when Kurt didn’t say goodbye, or see you later, didn’t say thank you for the dry cleaning, didn’t even stop to kiss his cheek or give him a hug. He was running late, Blaine argued with himself. Or maybe Blaine was just sadly used to this as how it was between he and Kurt after all this time.
Still, Blaine listened for footsteps, and slowly made his way to the door, peeping out the fisheye peephole, seeing Kurt’s figure make it’s way down the stairs. Then he crossed to the window, looking through the sheer curtains, watching as Kurt hailed and got in a taxi. Finally a smile broke out on his face, as he moved to the desk, flipped open the lid on his laptop, waited for it to load, and signed on. Blaine’s fingers flew over the keyboard almost like they were piano keys, signing in, his smile instantly broadening.
“You’ve got mail,” he said out loud to the empty apartment, seeing a new message in his inbox. It was a quote from one of his favorite romantic comedies featuring Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks. And messages, plural really, how had the spam found him already? He deleted the undesired messages and read the new one from NY 152 before opening a new message.
From: Shopboy
To: NY152
RE: confession
I like to start my notes to you as if we're already in the middle of a conversation. I pretend that we're the oldest and dearest friends --as opposed to what we actually are, people who don't know each other's names and met in an online forum for one of what is seemingly becoming many shared interests. This way its almost like we could be talking on the phone, over coffee, over lunch, over drinks...
3 AM? What were you doing up? Or maybe I don’t want to know. I’ll be thinking about you, and your meeting with your father, hoping your eyes aren’t too red and someone around you is smart enough to make sure you’re well caffeinated today. And chef’s kiss on having Prince’s entire catalogue on there. Truly an artist. Even if you hate everything else I listen to, mock my musical tastes, the respect for Simon and Garfunkel, and your guilty pleasure Kelly, along with the addition of Queen and Prince (oh and Jersey Boys!) makes you a-okay in my music books.
Confession: I made a new email for the forum, and I’ve decided not to add it to my phone. That way, I have to be on a computer, have to physically log in, to get to your messages. A bit of a delayed gratification if you will. Maybe it’s silly. But just in the hustle and bustle of life, and the sometimes overwhelming bombardment of life in the digital era, it’s nice to know for me, myself anyway, this is deliberate.
When I got up this morning, before I even saw your message, thinking that there was probably no way there was one from you, I still thought to myself, what will NY 152 say today I wonder? Still I turned on my laptop, waited for it to boot up, sign on to my email client and waited for the inbox to appear wanting to wish you a good day and a great meeting with your father, when surprise, my breath catches in my chest at the sight of a message from you!
I hear nothing, not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beat of my own heart. I have mail. From you.
This is already longer than I planned and I must go off and do adult things. But I do hope we can continue our music discussions and more and I haven’t scared you away completely.
Have a great day!
@sebastianmartinsmythe
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Birthday Boy
Happy birthday to my favorite fictional boyfriend. Just some fluff in honor of Bucky’s birthday.
Word count: 2k
Warnings: this is just fluff, maybe a few curse words. Enjoy!!
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Bucky and Y/n were sitting on the couch watching Hot Tub Time Machine.
“I’m telling you, Buck. The douchey ski patrol guy looks just like you!” Y/n insisted. Every time the actor popped up on the screen, Bucky just shook his head.
“I don’t see it, Doll.”
“Then you need glasses, old man!”
“Old man?” Bucky’s head snapped in Y/n’s direction. He had an incredulous look on his face. “You weren’t calling me old man last night.”
“Not my fault you’re going blind, Babe. Sebastian Stan is clearly your doppelganger. Your younger doppelganger,” Y/n said with a smirk, putting emphasis on younger. She knew she was picking a battle with Bucky but she wanted to see how far he would let her go before putting an end to it.
Bucky knew what she was up to. He loved seeing her smile, even if it was at his expense, but he was only going to let her go so far.
“I see how it is.” He leaned over and pushed her to lay down, climbing on top of her. Bucky grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head with his metal hand, his flesh hand moving down her sides, tickling her.
“Bucky, NO!” Y/n yelled out. “I was just teasing. With your birthday tomorrow, I gotta get my shots in while I can! You know I can’t help myself.” She squirmed her body, trying to move away.
Bucky shifted so his legs were on either side of Y/n’s, effectively trapping her. He started tickling her sides.
“NO! BUCKY!!” Y/n tried to pull her body away, but he was too heavy on top of her.
“I’ll show you old man.” While tickling her, he started kissing her face and neck. They were laughing, Y/n trying to desperately get away from Bucky’s hand, when Bucky felt cold water hitting his back.
“HEY!” Bucky yelled, turning around. He saw Sam and Steve standing there, laughing.
“I had to cool you off,” Sam said. He held up an empty glass and shook it. “No sex on the couch.”
Bucky let go of Y/n and got up to run after Sam. “Get over here, Birdbrain.”
Sam took off running to his room with Bucky close behind him.
Y/n looked at Steve. “He was tickling me because I called him old man. But he refuses to acknowledge he looks like the actor in Hot Tub Time Machine!”
The movie was at a scene with Blaine, the character Y/n was referring to. She pointed to the screen and Steve looked.
“I don’t see it.” Steve shrugged and walked off.
“Argh! Thor save me from old men who need glasses!”
The next morning, Y/n got up before Bucky to cook him breakfast. She had a day planned of doing activities Bucky loved. She made pancakes, bacon, and eggs with some coffee and loaded up a tray with the food. She made her way back to their shared room. Bucky was not in bed, but she could hear him in the bathroom.
“Doll?” Bucky called out.
“I have breakfast. I was hoping you’d still be in bed, or did I not tire you out?” Y/n cheekily answered.
Bucky stuck his head through the doorway. “I thought I had tired you out.”
Y/n just rolled her eyes. “Get out here, birthday boy, so I can give you your first present.”
Bucky quickly made his way over to the bed. “Breakfast with you is a good present.”
He settled onto the bed and Y/n placed the tray over his lap. “A hearty breakfast to get through the morning, because we’re going on a little trip.”
Bucky looked intrigued. “Are you going to tell me where?”
“Nope. I did think we could take your bike, since it’s a gorgeous day out.”
“You know how to drive a motorcycle? And who said I would be okay with you driving my bike?”
“One, rude. Two, I got lessons from Steve. I can get us to where we are going no problem. I even did a test drive with Steve a few days ago.”
Bucky looked impressed. “I still don’t know.”
Y/n looked at Bucky with a pout. “Please, Baby? I promise I know what I’m doing and I really want this to be a surprise.”
Bucky hesitated. He had a hard time saying no to her but he also loved his bike. “Fine, but if you seem hesitant at all, we pull over and switch.”
“Deal!” Y/n smiled widely. “Now dig in, Baby.”
They ate their breakfast and then got dressed for the day. As they made their way to the garage, Y/n held up a blindfold.
“You’re not wearing that while driving,” Bucky joked.
Y/n gave him an unimpressed look. “You’re wearing it first. I want this to be a surprise. I’ll wear it later if you’re a good boy, though. Let you do whatever you want.”
Bucky felt his pants get tighter. “Careful, Doll. Keep talking like that and we won’t make it out of the compound. But I’m going to hold you to that later,” he said as he took the blindfold.
They settled on the motorcycle and Bucky put the blindfold on. “Can you see anything, Bucky?”
“Nope.”
“Okay then. Hold on.” Y/n started the motorcycle and Bucky wrapped his arms around her waist.
They took off. It was a weird feeling for Bucky to not know where they were going, but he trusted Y/n. After a while, Bucky felt the bike slow down. He could hear crowds and screams of joy in the background. After the bike was stopped, Y/n looked over her shoulder.
“You can take off the blindfold now.”
Bucky slipped of the blindfold and smiled when he saw they were at Coney Island.
“Good surprise?” Y/n asked and bit her lip.
“Best surprise.” Bucky hugged her close.
“Good. I wanted you to have fun and not worry about the world and this seemed to fit what I wanted.”
“It’s perfect.” Bucky got off the bike and helped Y/n off.
They spent their morning at Coney Island, riding everything they could and playing several games. Y/n made sure to win a stuffed bear for Bucky. Bucky really enjoyed the Cyclone and regaling Y/n with the story of how he made Steve ride it back in the day. They had lunch and then decided to finish their visit with the Wonder Wheel. At the top of the ride, they shared a kiss.
“Good birthday so far?”
“Best I think I’ve ever had.” Bucky looked at Y/n like she hung the moon.
“Ready to head back to the compound? The team has a small party planned for you.”
Bucky had a hesitant look on his face.
Y/n rushed to assure him. “Nothing like Tony’s usual parties. It’s just the team and significant others. We want to celebrate you turning 104.”
Bucky looked relieved. “That’s fine. As long as you promise to not leave my side all night.”
“Like I would leave you anyways.”
Bucky and Y/n made their way back to the bike. Bucky immediately got on and looked at Y/n. “I’m driving back. You did a good job but I wanna drive.”
Y/n laughed and climbed behind Bucky, wrapping her arms around his waist. “I figured you’d want to drive back. I only cared about surprising you here. And maybe after the party.”
Bucky reached down and squeezed her hands. “I love you.”
“Love you too, Bucky.”
They made their way back to the compound and got ready for the party. Y/n put on a deep red knee-length dress that fit her body in a way that showcased all her favorite assets. She kept her hair and makeup simple, since the party wasn’t going to be crazy. She made her way out of the bathroom and saw Bucky buttoning up his shirt. He looked up as she walked in to grab her shoes. As she passed him, he grabbed at her hand and pulled her close.
“You look delectable,” Bucky murmured. He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. His arms slid around her waist, his hands moving down until they cupped her ass. Y/n smiled at Bucky and put her arms around his neck.
“Glad you like. I bought the dress just for tonight.”
“So, another present for me? I don’t know how I’m going to keep my hands off you.”
“Well, that is a perk of it being your party. We go for a while and then leave early and you can unwrap me and put that blindfold to use.”
Bucky groaned. “Can’t we just skip the party?”
Y/n threw her head back and laughed. “No. You know they’ll just barge in here. If we make an appearance, then we won’t be interrupted later.”
“Fine.” Bucky grumbled. He pouted as they left their room and made their way to the common area where the party was set up. Bucky was hoping if he pouted enough, Y/n would let him leave extra early.
“Your pouting isn’t going to work, Baby.” Y/n said over her shoulder, smiling.
Bucky gave up the pout and smiled back. “Worth a shot.”
When they entered the room, it was filled with the team and their partners. Steve had brought Sharon, who was happy to have made it in time, having been on a mission for the past few weeks. Clint and Natasha stood together, Clint’s arm around Natasha’s shoulder. Wanda and Vision were holding hands. Bruce had excitedly brought Betty Ross, who had recently come back into his life. Sam and Peter stood with their girlfriends and Tony and Pepper were happily hugging.
“Happy birthday, Bucky!” everyone yelled as Bucky and Y/n entered the room. Bucky felt so happy to be surround by his friends. Tony and Steve had hung up a banner that said “happy 104th birthday” and there were streamers all around the room. On the coffee table was a cake with a pile of presents for Bucky. Tony had set up a bar to the side, fully stocked with a bartender there to make everyone’s night easier. Though Thor couldn’t stay, he had dropped off some Asgardian mead for the super soldiers earlier that week. There was also a buffet table with various foods that Bucky loved, both from back in the 40s and from now.
The party had been going for a few hours and everyone was having a good time. Bucky and Steve had gotten into the mead and were feeling its effects. Bucky had opened his presents, loving everything he got, especially his new knife from Y/n.
“Doll, you already did breakfast and Coney Island. This is too much,” Bucky said as he admired the tactical knife. It had a black and blue carved handle with a steel blade that had a blue sheen.
“I saw it and thought of you,” Y/n said with a shrug. “The blade reminds me of your eye color.”
Bucky leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “I can’t wait to use it on my next mission.”
“Only you would be that excited for a knife,” Sam said with a laugh.
“Shut it, Pigeon.”
Sam just rolled his eyes with a smile. After presents were done and the cake was eaten, Bucky decided he was ready to finish his night in the bedroom with Y/n, wanting to make use of the blindfold. He looked over at Y/n and caught her eye. Bucky gave her a smirk that signaled he was ready to go.
“Well, thank you everyone for a truly great birthday. I can’t thank you enough for everything.”
“You deserve it, Punk,” Steve said, Sharon cuddled into his side.
“Definitely my best birthday yet.” Bucky pulled Y/n close and kissed her temple.
Y/n smiled, ready to start trouble. “I think that’s my cue to get this old man to bed.”
Everyone laughed while Bucky looked down at her in faux shock. “Old man??”
Y/n laughed as she stood up. “I mean, you are 104. I’m surprised you lasted this long.” She slowly made her way over towards the door. “Do we need to get you a cane or maybe a walker?”
Bucky jumped up and moved quickly towards Y/n. She let out a yell and ran towards their room. “I’ll show you old man, Doll,” Bucky yelled out as he chased her.
Everyone heard Y/n yell, “bring it on, senior citizen!”
Sam looked at Tony. “Thank you for soundproofing their room.”
“That was a present for all of us.”
#Bucky Barnes#bucky barnes x reader#bucky x reader#bucky x y/n#Happy birthday Bucky Barnes#birthday boy#just wanted some fluff
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Can i get your vote? Kamilah x Amy x Priya AU
Warning: SMUT, death threatening, harsh sexual activities, Angst, Putting Kamilah in her place, bit of a fluff?
I’m not native english speaker, feel free to correct me (i would be actually glad).
NOTE: Story is before Kamilah and Amy fall in love, when Amy tries get Priya's vote, so Lily can join Adrian's clan. Uff, this takes a lot from me. :D
Pairing: Kamilah x Amy x Priya
About 2430+- words.
Tag list: @fal-carrington @samanthadalton @vonda-b-real @drmmyrs @straightlikewetspaghetti @blaine-hayes @lizielasyd @mrskamilahsayeed @millasayeed @ntoraplayschoices @ilove-kamilah-sayeed @kamilah-is-queen @rhonda-sayeed @queenkamilah @domakir @kwaj115 @fundamentalromantic @somethindarker @crimsonvrose @glowriter @leenasayeed
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Amy has goosebumps just from the thought, she needs to visit and get to the good side of Priya's. She knows Priya is evil, and every good thing in her died a long time ago. But there is no way Kamilah or Adrian could break her so she does something nice for them. They are sitting in Adrian's office. Brainstorming plan how to get 4 votes, so Lily can live.
Amy: "Alright, I pay her visit."
Kamilah shoot stare to Adrian.
Kamilah: "She's your pet. I don't care. But she gets all of you into this mess, so she needs to fix it."
Adrian: "Kamilah be reasonable, she will not come back alive. You know Priya and her ´activities´..."
Amy: "Kamilah is right. And there is no other way. She will send you to the hell in the moment you set your foot to her club."
Adrian: "No! We will find another way, I will not let anything to happen to you."
Amy: "Maybe we will, but it will take a long time. And now, time is what we don't have. I already decide Adrian. And you cant change my mind. I'm going with or without your help."
Kamilah: "Amy, she is going to break you. Don't underestimated her. Not every vampire is in control like us and our clans."
Amy: "Now you care? You threaten to kill me, Kamilah! You can go back to your office, because you are not helping."
Amy stands up and starts walking towards door. She stops with her hand on the handle. She takes a few deep breaths. Then she looks over her shoulder. Adrian put his head into his hands. He shakes his head and nod.
Adrian: "We send someone, who will watch you from distance. If anything goes wrong, they help you."
Kamilah straighten her back, clears her throat and began walk towards Amy.
Kamilah: "I'll escort you to her club. We need to talk privately."
Adrian look between Amy and Kamilah with questions in his eyes. He feels there's great tension between them. He just don't know what kind of tension. It seems he wants to say something, but he just look to the opposit direction.
Amy: "Great.. Yeah.... Thank you..."
They got into her car. Kamilah drives Amy to the Paulus viewpoint. Kamilah exit the vehicle first, she opens doors for Amy and offers her hand. Amy decline and burst out of the car.
Amy: "Why did you take me here? I need to meet with Priya! If you want to kill me, do it! Enough of your threats and shit talking about me all the time."
Kamilah: "You may be right, mortal. I don't care about you. But Adrian likes you. So listen to me, I will not repeat myself. I will help you out of this situation, who if I remember, you cause. But if this doesn't work out, and Adrian loses his life, because you put your con act and manipulate him to turn Lily. I'll kill you both without any hesitation."
Amy is stressed out. Angry. Scared for her, Lily's and Adrian's life. This was the last button to push. She doesn't care if more than 2000 years old, strongest vampire on the earth, who can snap her neck in the velocity of light, stands before her. She slaps her hard and pushes her. Again, and again and again. She pinned Kamilah to the railing.
Amy: "Ohh, really, Kamilah? Than do it, kill me! You are full of the bullshit! Drop this nonsense! You are hiding behind coldness, strength and rudeness. But we both know where is the truth! Deep inside, you are scared little girl, who is afraid of people leaving you, after they get to know real you! You are lonely and scream for the attention, affection and love! Deep inside, you want someone who will care about you, who will see the real you! Who will get you and stand by your side. So NO! I'm not afraid you. You care about people. Adrian may be the last being who likes you, and you know it. So you are losing your control, because he is the only hope for your humanity. Only thing which puts you in the line. The last thing to stops you from being monster. Be honest for second and show me some damn respect!"
She catches Amy's hand when she wanted to push her again. Her jaw drops. She is right and they both now it. She stands there in shock.
Kamilah: "I-I..."
Amy: "That's what I though."
Amy free her hands from Kamilah's strong grasp and start walking towards the city. It's a few miles. This is going to be a long walk, but Amy doesn't care. She needs to clear her head. She feels connection towards Kamilah, but she is tired of her act and manipulation.
Kamilah feel how tear slides down her cheek. Reality falls apart and she remembers how she sits alone in her pentahouse or office, trying to drink her mind off. She prohibited herself any kind of connection after what she done in past. After so much pain she causes.
After centuries someone sees through her like she was a plate of glass. She closes her eyes and tried gain her control back. After a while she enters her expensive car and follows Amy. It does not take long, she finds her walking angrily in abandonen path.
Kamilah: "I'm sorry Amy. Please get into the car, I'll drive you to the Priya's club. It's not safe in the night here."
Amy: "I'm fine. Just go away."
Kamilah: "Don't be stuborn, you were right about everything. Let me take you to the Priya's club, now for real. I know I upset you, but it takes hours from here, by walking.
Amy sight and listen, she gets into the car and turn to the window with her hand fold above her stomach. She is looking at the night New York.
Amy: "What can Priya do to me?"
Kamilah: "She is a real monster. She will promise you a lot of things. She makes you feel special for short quantity of time. In the second she gets enough of you or gets bored, she will probably kill you. Her games, no human can survive. People disapear or they found them dead."
Amy: "At least she is attractive. I will have a nice view when she dries me suck and I will die for someone I care about."
Kamilah narrow her eyes at the girl, sitting besides her.
Kamilah: "We won't let that happened. You need to get out of there if she tries something. We still can get Baron's vote."
Amy: "He is even worse. Priya wants to play games, but her ego destroys her once. What she doesn't know, I'm good at playing games."
Amy: "Kamilah, I'm sorry about what I said earlier."
Kamilah's brows quirk. She thinking about hers next words.
Kamilah: "Don't be. Perhaps it was bold to say those things, but you were right. Noone was brave enough to tell me before..."
Kamilah drive Amy to the Priya's club and wish her luck. Amy didn't wait a long line and walk towards the bouncer.
Amy: "Priya will accept me immediately."
Bouncer: "Oh, are you her snack? Tell me your name, I check the list."
Amy tells her name to the bouncer. He calls for his colleague and they escort Amy right to the Priyas V.I.P. room. Priya is wearing a black minidress, with gold stripes and a red high heel boots. A lace from the dress covering only a little bit of her skin, it's really tight dress. She talks with another vampires. Some of them Amy knows from the Council meeting. It takes only few second before Priya sensed Amy. She shoot glare directly to Amy.
Priya: "Well, well, well. Look at who's decided do choose better company."
She kissed Amy at both cheeks and hugs her tightly. Priya may be a monster, but she is also very attractive. When Amy feels how close is Priya's body presses to hers, she gasps. Her heart skips a few heartbeats. Priya smirk and look at the girl before her with amusement.
Amy: "Hi Priya, I need to talk with you. Privately."
Priya: "Ohh!"
She clapped her hands together enthusiastically and murderous smile appear at her face. Amy rolled her eyes.
Priya: "I love where is this coming. Follow me."
They enter a private elevator what is connected directly to the Priya's apartment. When the door close Priya immediately catch Amy by her sides, other hand searching to find a way under Amy's shirt. She runs a nail along Amy's stomach harshly, and cut a line on her belly, blood appears immediately. Amy let out a moan. Priya kiss her with hunger. Amy pauses the kiss and walk a few steps away. Her heart is beating fast. Priya attract her, but she is also very dangerous. Amy is trying to cool down and put hand in the air between them, to make some space.
Amy: "I'm here only to talk."
Priya: "Don't lie, I hear your heart, it's like it explode any moment."
Amy: "Priya... I need your help with something, hear me out."
They exit the elevator, and Priya pour them a glass of expensive red wine. They sit on the leather couch. Priya grab Amy by her thigh and pull her close. She is drawing a circles at her thigh.
Priya: "Well?"
Amy: "Someone of your kind attacks my friend..."
Priya: "Of my kind?!"
Amy: "Vampire... My friend, Lily... She was dying... So I ask Adrian to turn her. I got you envelope, he is calling a Council meeting. We need your vote."
Priya: "HA! Adrian breaks rules for some human?"
Priya: "You get my vote under one condition. You stay with me and become my little kitten."
Amy: "No way, I want to live at least for next 50 years, Priya. One night, no killing, no turning. No ripping parts of my body."
Priya: "Oh, I will have so much fun! Alright then. After I do to you, you will have no thoughts of leaving."
Amy: "I am going to regret this. Am I? I accept."
Priya: "Very well."
She kisses Amy and guides her to stand up from the sofa. Her hands sliding at Amy's arms. Making way to tangle their fingers while Priya dominate Amy's tongue.
Priya: "Now, I want to hear your heart race, your moans fills the room. And I have a very good idea."
Before Amy opens her mouth to say something, she is back in flash with sex harness. Its black leather metal restrains for neck and wrists. Amy let out a long sigh and look directly at Priya's eyes.
Amy: "Seriously Priya?"
Priya: "I'll enjoy this my little kitten."
She doesn't waste any time and free Amy of her cloths. She is completely nude. Before she can protest Priya restrain her into the harness and with the swift move settle Amy into near chair. She spread her kneese and push her toward the edge of the luxury seat. She kissed her again, but not for long. She continues to Amy's neck and bite, she inserts two fingers inside Amy. Amy sees how colors spread before her eyes. The pain and pleasure made Amy arch her back a bit. Her breath quickens when suddenly she feel another finger thrust in. A moan escapes her lips. She tried to hold onto something, but the harness blocking her movement. She almost can't take it.
Amy: "FUCK, PRIYA!"
Priya continues in her murderous pace and drinking Amy's blood. Amy vision goes blur. She doesn't know if its from the pleasure or the blood lost.
Amy: "You dry me suck Priya! STOP!"
But Priya continues. She starts to fuck Amy again and moves to her shoulder. She bites her again and sucks her blood like it's the best food she ever has. She bites her side, drink a little bit, then stomach, and finally she sucks her vulva. Amy let out very loud moan and rock against Priya. When Amy's orgasm come to close Priya moves again, to her thigh. She drinks Amy's blood again. Amy yell by the pleasure Priya giving her and from the pain.
Amy: "Priya! I am close!"
Priya: "Let go my beautiful kitten."
Priya pump into Amy with vampire strenght and speed. She can't even breath properly. She arch her back, the harness slightly choke herself, her wrist miss oxygen, but she doesn't care. After few moments she crashed so hard.
Amy: "PRIYA! FUCK! OHMYHOD!"
Amy lost her consciousness, from blood lost and pleasure Priya gives her. Priya stands up and clean her face from Amy's juice.
Priya: "Ha! They will be pissed, especially Adrian and grandma. Th-."
In that moment doors flew open and Kamilah make her way to the Priya. Kamilah is standing her, her twin daggers holding close.
Kamilah: "What about we just kill you?"
Priya: "Wait! Just take her!"
Kamilah: "Smart choice, Lacroix."
Kamilah hide her daggers and undress her maroon blazer. She free Amy of the leather - metal harness and wrap Amy into blazer. She pick her up, holding her close, but carefully.
Kamilah: "You are not allowed to touch her again."
Priya: "Whatever, after this night, she comes back voluntarily."
Kamilah: "I expect ´aye´ from you, tomorrow. And even if she comes back by her choice, you will hand her over to us, immediately."
Without hearing answer, Kamilah exit the building.
Kamilah: "You got yourself into serious mess Amy."
Amy wakes up and nuzzles to Kamilah's neck.
Amy: "Kam?"
Kamilah: "Shh. You are safe and alive."
Amy: "I was imagining you whole time. While she was doing, what she was doing."
Amy falls alseep again. Kamilah stops for the moment and look at that small, fragile human. She don't know what she should think about this. But she decide to ignors it. She carefully put Amy at back seats and drive her to her pentahouse, where she clean Amy's wounds. She lay her onto her bed and with intention watch her till she wakes up, lay besides her. Amy lookes so calm. Soon she falls asleep to.
Amy wakes up in the morning. She is laying on top of Kamilahs chest. Kamilah is holding her close, only in underwear, Amy is only in Kamilah's blater. She tried to stand up, but Kamilah is holding her too strongly.
She nuzzle to her cheek with her nose, while stroking her silk hair between her fingers.
Amy: "Kamilah? Wake up"
Kamilah: "Hmm, no, you are not going anywhere."
Amy smile at the old vampire and lay at her chest again.
Amy: "Okay then"
They both continue sleep. And for once, both can sleep peacefully.
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#bloodbound fanfiction#choices bloodbound#bb#bb kamilah#bloodboundbook3#priya lacroix#kamilah sayeed#kamilah x mc#mc x kamilah#priya lacroix x mc
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