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littlx-songbxrd · 2 years

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Heyyy how are you? 😊

So random thought, but I was watching a video of a sims youtuber talk about being autistic and it brought up some memories and thoughts that I thought you might want to use as a reference for your character Nairne (I think that's her name I'm hoping I remembered that right).

If not that's totally fine dw.

Ok so autistic inertia "is the notion that when autistic people need to stop doing a task it can be difficult to restart and once we have started working on a task or project it can be really difficult to stop." - Kella Gehlert

Basically for me it affected my school work a lot because switching tasks for different subjects or even within a class was really hard for me. It's like being weighed down and needing some time to get up, I need time to pull my brain away from whatever it's doing. I can't do it immediately. I also feel this a lot when I play video games and my moms like "ok you need to set the table now!" Like.... I need time to process that and wind down before I can stop and save! Also adults don't really get that video games take time to save and exit and you can't just stop immediately lol. But that's a different problem. It takes time for me to process transitions. Which us also why I need lots of time to get ready before I leave to go somewhere.

Slow processing speed. I struggle with this A LOT. Basically it's your brain processing things more slowly. I speak pretty slowly be cause it takes me longer to think of words, figure out how to pronounce them and then say them. It also takes me longer to react to things which made my dance teacher hate me. Also if you ask me for the salt it will take like two minutes for me to register that, process it and then move to get it for you. This is also affected by auditory processing disorder which I'm sure you know about.

But if you don't it's basically a delayed auditory response or not being able to hear things clearly if they're too fast. That's why I need to watch things with subtitles. That's also why most fast songs sound like asghsdbbscvb to me so I need to look up the lyrics. It's also a symptom of ADHD.

Interoception is the next one, which is the awareness of your body essentially and what's going on with it. Autistic people often have poor interoception. We often don't realize we're tired, or hungry or that we need to go to the bathroom until it's absolutely dire, or sometimes not at all. There are different levels of this based on the person. But me personally, I'm bad with eating and with sleeping. But my insomnia also stems from my nightmares. This leads to me forgetting to eat or just not eating because I'm not hungry.

Which leads me to my next point. Tw for Eating disorders mention.

EDs are super common amongst autistic ppl especially autistic girls and afabs. For multiple reasons. Sometimes for a need to control things and obsessively monitor something, sometimes it's because of sensory issues with the texture and taste of food. And then sometimes you're like me and between not really feeling hunger and suffering from executive dysfunction I struggle to eat. I've never been diagnosed with an ED but I have gone days without meals so that can't be great.

That's all I can think of for now! Please let me know if you want me to send me any more stuff if you need help. Also, I think you mentioned you use music to write like me and I know you may have already made a playlist for Nairne or at least for your WIP. But there is a playlist I made for Rory full of songs that give autistic womanhood/ woman aligned ish type vibes. If you want me to send u it I totally can.

Some of my favorites include, Nightmare by Halsey, Teen Idol by Mariana and the diamonds and Strange little girl by POSEY.

Hiiiiii. I'm doing ok! Been working on some worldbuilding for a project and im trying to start painting again. Which like am i good at painting? No but. Fhjfjf besides that good good what about you?

OMG DEFINETLY AND YES THATS HER NAME. Thought now that i see you write it I wonder how you pronounce it. Thats really random im sorry. But its interesting for smth i can tell you about later!

Ok I'll be commenting and writting my notes as i go!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS

1. That kind of reminds me of newtons law! Every object in motion remains in motion. So okok I think I can understand what youre saying. Again, object in motion stays in motion unless acted by unbalamces force. In this case you staying in the activity previous would be the motion and being pulled away would kind of be the unbalancing force! Can i describe it as that? Disruption from a task or processing transition needs its transitionary period on ots own.

2. I had actually researched some of this im internally doing a happy dance my research was right. But I will take the note on the speech thing! I always thought Nairne might be slower to express most her thoughts, but for how she feels I feel the best way to describe it. Its like she has a a whole river filled with thoughts and opinion but in order to comunicate she was given a spoon to scoop the water out.

3. you dont have to tell me twice about auditory processing disorder VDJDBBFDN. Most words come into my brain but I dont process them at all. Its made me almost flunk out a economics class cause i legit could not understans half the words my teacher spoke.

4. Ok I've read about the poor introspection thing!! I think i wrote a scene once where nairnes screwed up sleep schedule was explained kind of keeping this in mind. I think i lost it (victim to untitled documents) but

5. I think i get it. Idk if I can do this but sometimes i struggle to keep myself sat through meals and in my desperation to get up and get rid of my energy i just dont eat. Im not sure why that makes me understand this concept but yeah. I'll definetly keep it in mind

Also yep that is definetly not good. I wont say pls eat cause i know its a pain to control thinsg you cant but.

PLEASE SEND MORE I AM BEGGING YOU. ALSO CORRECT ME IF ANYTHING HERE IS WRONG IM SO GLAD YOU SENT THIS. I love knowing and you have a good way of explaining things. Would you mind if i tried writting some drabbles based on these and sent them?

Anyways pls send. Even if it wasnt for my wip its good to get more information on autism. Puerto Rico might be good for a lot of things, but I went my whole life till i found fandom spaces not understanding what autism was and I want to learn.

OH PLEASE SEND !!!!

#fae!!

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ogamagirl · 3 years

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hear you all the way in hell, slamming on your keyboard

#look i can't control what music gives me the vibes ok #lucky there was a line that fit so well lmfao #anyway i'm in a mood ;;;;#Erin makes art #feel the love with your soul #vent art #kinda

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ryosmne · 2 years

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Calling out AOT simps.

Hey again, I did this last time with jjk, here's the aot version cause I felt like it, been pretty sick recently and bored out of my mind. This isn't ment to disrespect anyone, everything I say is meant as a joke and not to be taken to heart. I included the characters I already have an opinion on, idk maybe I'll expand the list. Anyways enjoy reading :>

Hange simps: Ok I see y'all, you're valid af, Henge is Hella hot but on a serious note how's your mental health doing? Carrying your friends issues isn't fun, pls take a break, have a cookie and sleep in fuzzy blankets you deserve it. They'd treat you like royalty, I can't roast you, congratulations on your choices. Either just as insanely upbeat as them or very relaxed and you need a person with a very upbeat personality to keep you leveled. 10/10 you're sweethearts and I've never seen an army of simps as hot and with different styles. Casual indie music enjoyer<3

Levi simps: You have attachment issues. There I said it. It's been like what? 9 years since the anime came out and you're still so down bad for this man ever since he baybladed his way into your heart. Most of y'all would drop every anime crush for him, he's top dog for you. Let's face it no one could get him to open up but I don't think you're ready for this conversation. Your family knows about Levi, your friends know about Levi, you're probably never letting him go. For that I'll say you're extremely loyal also you have unrealistic standards in dating. Pretty sure you're great cooks. You have low-key adapted his personality and you're badasses. Also valid 10/10 I think you like chill rnb, idk I can't read y'all.

Mikasa simps: You fell for her cause she's hella strong and gorgeous, she deserves the world and so do you, but for the love of God if I see another word about the unspeakable things you'd do with her menstrural products im coming for your internet connections. I'll skip the obvious need you have for her to beat you up, I love her too I'm down bad for her but I get my daily dose of grass touching, y'all should try it too. I hope you know she hasn't washed her scarf ever since eren gave it to her. 9/10 you need to chill, fucking mappa made us all feral. Dark clothes, You listen to mitski.

Eren simps: Welcome to group therapy, do you want to share something with the circle or shall I go first? :> You have extremely unhealthy habits. No you don't need more caffeine for today, I beg you have a sip of water and some fruit. You don't care if he destroyed everything on earth as long as you got destroyed by him too. You probably read a lot of modern au fics to escape the pain (don't be shy drop your recs in my comments pls, it's a need at this point). If you started the simping campaign in season four you probably simped for Levi before that. You now have a thing for long hair and man buns now. Dog person, alternative look idk I picture y'all with piercings and tattoos. You believe in traumatising people back, who am I to judge? How does it feel to have your entire simp list be villains? If mikasa simps need to touch grass y'all should probably go to a field and start chewing it up, you know what I'm talking about, I won't elaborate. 15/10 if you also simp for his Titan form, bmth enjoyer, if you don't know what music to play you go an Eren Jaeger playlist.

Reiner simps: Who hurt you? I'll just say it, daddy issues. You think you can be a therapist to him, probably give him comfort, you can't I'm sorry. I feel like he'd treat you ok, but please stop going after people who have issues it's not good for you. But I feel you he's so hot and troubled also honkers. You have a thing for big chested anime men, probably also a toji or Nanami simp, dare I say Yami? Can I be honest tho I really like y'all, you're chill and gorgeous with taste, I can ignore the mental health issues too cause this man is something else. 20/10 you give me grunge music vibes.

Armin: Smarty pants, you like control. I low-key think you're a bit crazy in a good way, you seem very calculated but lmao every decision you make is last minute :') you are very well spoken and seemingly calm. He'd treat you great I can't roast you at all, I'm sorry. 10/10 very good choice, let the rest of us burn, dark/light academia aesthetic, I think you get down to some K-pop.

Jean simps: People of culture, you're also cocky like him but not as hot headed. Another man that would give you the world, I also can't roast you, you make better decisions than I ever did in my life. MCU fan. You have a thing for side characters, I think you always like someone other than the MC. You have a thing for hands. 10/10 great street style looks, classic rock enjoyer.

Erwin: Unhealthy, he'd lead you to death just so he could see that basement. He's a crazy bastard, make better choices, you don't deserve to be eaten by titans. You have a thing for authority figures. -100/10 I picture y'all in sundresses and you'd look amazing, you deserve better.

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beomglocks · 3 years

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room 17 ; c.bg

summary : there is something off about this party and one of it's patrons could have all the answers you need

pairing : demon!beomgyu x reader

warnings & other : idk wtf this is ok, suggestive, lots of making out, nudity, drug and alcohol usage, dry humping (?), some gaslighting if you squint, shotgunning, slight exhibitionism, mention of anxiety, slightly inspired by that one scene in devilman crybaby but i haven't seen the anime in a min so lets just say loosely inspired by, some peer pressuring to take sips of some shit, i keep writing abt demons but maybe i have a hidden kink or smth idk let me live, its october so its spooky fic time

w/c : 2k+

you're sure the smell of weed and alcohol is roaming through the air but you're too numb to it at this point to tell. the bass boosted version of some song you don't even recognize is blaring through your ears as well and you hope no one tries to talk to you because you won't be able to hear them.

during your time here, several people have bumped into you with lazy drunk "excuse me's" and "i'm sorry's". you're not one to be too irritable but you can't help but feel like they're a bit targeted. you've already had to mumble a few "it's ok's" here and there but you swear if anyone else elbows the air out of you, you'll riot.

before coming here your friend ryujin had informed you what it would be like. she had met a girl on campus the other day who was pretty enough to convince her to come to this party. you were wary, reminding your friend that just because someone was hot didn't mean they had the best intentions.

alas, your advice fell on deaf ears as she tried over and over to now convince you.

you should've figured she would stretch the truth a bit to actually get you to come. "it's just a small social gathering. just people we know and the girl i met, i promise." you wonder if these were the words spewed onto her by the girl she met. of course, you stupidly believed her, and once you were about a couple houses away it was too late to turn back. you had already spent 2 hours picking out the perfect halloween costume which happened to be a dark angel. the outfit was sexy and you put it on ironically since you knew if it was going to be a small get together with people you knew, you could all joke about it. however, you realized your foolishness once you saw the led flashing lights from outside the house and screams and cheers of drunk teens at whoever was showing off in the middle of the living room.

definitely not a small get together.

now you were stuck in an uncomfortable flashy outfit with ryujin speaking to you about something that you can't even hear, drunk sweaty people in either little to no clothing or stuffy outfits bumping into you and loud ass chatter and music banging into your cranium. you don't wanna get cranky and ruin the vibe or ryujin's vibe for that matter but you wanna get out of here.

"how's the iced tea?" ryujin motions to your cup with hers. you mentally cringe at how she has to yell over the music just to speak to you. you sigh looking down at your cup, "dare we even call it that?" ryujin laughs at your stale excuse of a joke.

you wouldn't say you were at the heart of the party but you weren't exactly too far from it. you both were chilling by a wall just chatting. occasionally, someone would come up to ryujin and spark some sort of conversation. naturally, you backed off, not being much of a social butterfly yourself.

"hey ryujin," a girl a couple inches taller than you comes up to you both. from what ryujin told you about the girl she met this must be her. she is pretty and you can forgive ryujin for giving into her charms. "i see you brought your friend," the girl almost purrs out. she gives you a once over and smirks causing you to shiver. she's pretty but there's a predatory glint in her eyes that you catch. sure, you're attracted to girls as well as men but if this was going to turn into something you couldn't control, you were out.

"is that ok?" ryujin asks the girl. the girl ponders on that thought for a moment and you think she may kick you out but she bites her lip, leaning closer to your friend teasingly. "the more the merrier."

after that encounter, ryujin leaves you to mingle with the girl. you're not mad at her, just a little bit disappointed. she left you to the wolves so to speak, now you're left to fend for yourself. you sigh, swirling whatever concoction was in your cup. maybe you shouldn't have let her convince you to come. being alone at home wouldn't have been that bad. you wouldn't have anything to do, sure, but it was better than standing alone in a crowd of people you didn't know.

you down the rest of your drink but pause mid sip when you feel eyes on you. you slowly lower the cup and look around subtly. it wasn't crazy to think someone was eyeing you since you were wearing a pretty revealing outfit but you could almost feel the gaze burn holes into you. you couldn't even see anyone who was blatantly looking at you, too many bodies dancing in rhythm.

"whatever," you mumble. you conclude that you need just a tad bit more to drink so you head over to the kitchen. it takes some shoving and pushing to get there as the party seemed to garner more arrivals but thankfully when you reach the kitchen it's not as packed. you locate the supposed "iced tea" and dip your cup into the strangely sparkly liquid. you wonder what they put into it to make it look a pretty purple color rather than the usual golden brown.

you're too amazed with the color of the drink to notice a boy come up to you. "hey," a voice pulls you from your admiring. you look up to see a boy with long dark hair covering most of his eyes and completely dark attire to match. if you were just a little drunker, you would joke about accidentally having a couples outfit with this dude.

you notice him blatantly eye your figure and wonder if his gaze was the one you were feeling earlier. at this, you shift your weight between your feet anxiously. "you look new here," he says. his face is stoic, slightly devoid of emotion but you can sense a bit of curiosity. "what do you mean by that?" you ask.

he licks his lips, wetting the chappyness. "these kinds of parties happen every friday and i've never seen you here before," he explains. really, every friday. you've never heard of these parties up until maybe a day ago. this guy doesn't even seem like the type to frequent these kinds of scenes to be able to recognize a newcomer from a regular.

"am i that obvious?" you flirt with a wink. you sway slightly and you see the way his fingers twitch at wanting to hold you steady. he smiles, moving closer to you little by little but not enough to make you uncomfortable. good, he's not a creep.

"what are you even supposed to be?" you ask, motioning to his outfit with your free hand. he chuckles a little and looks up, as if racking his brain to come up with something that would fit or make sense. he looks back down at you with a smirk. "a demon."

you don't know if maybe you've had too much iced tea but you think you see his eyes flash red. you shake it off, you're thinking too deep into it. "that's hot," you acknowledge.

"and you're cute," he winks. he pulls out a prerolled blunt from his pocket, lighting it in front of you and sticking it between his lips. you watch him take a slow drag and blow it out into the party's loud atmosphere. "you might wanna drink a little more, it's about to get crazy in here."

he motions to the iced tea and you show him your cup. "i've got some here already," you laugh. he shakes his head with a smile. "you're gonna need a lot more than that sweetheart."

"want some?" he waves the blunt in your face and you track it with your eyes. you suppose one drag wouldn't hurt. you shrug, putting your cup down. the party's music makes your heart thump along with the beat of the music. it doesn't even need to be this loud, the room isn't even that big. you're sure you'll come out of here with ringing ears.

you watch beomgyu take another long drag and when you think he'll hand you the blunt he leans into you, not quite connecting your lips but close enough.

your eyes widen, slightly caught off guard with the action but catching onto what he's trying to do. his eyes never leave the smoke that's traveling between the both of you while you stare at him.

he only pulls back once all the smoke has gone from him to you. you struggle to not cough it all up but thankfully that doesn't happen and you don't embarrass yourself. he gives a satisfied smile.

"my name is beomgyu by the way," he mentions. you cough just a little bit, downing more of your drink to push back the rest of your coughs. "y/n....and you tell me that after shotgunning?" you joke.

beomgyu shrugs, looking around at the party. "it's getting crowded." he moves you both to the wall you were once standing by. it gives you a good view of the entire party with just enough space that no one should bother you. you manage to spot ryunjin from the migration from the kitchen back to the wall.

her and the girl have starting kissing quite passionately in the middle of a group of sweaty bodies. you cringe at how some naked bodies press up against them due to lack of space but neither ryunjin nor her little friend seem to mind. well, atleast they're having fun.

you look back at beomgyu who is already looking at you. you lean again the wall while he hovers over you, almost like a protective barrier from the rest of the party goers.

"don't worry about the nudity, it happens here," beomgyu reassures. is it that obvious that you're uncomfortable? you can sense the intensity of the party has been turned up a notch. the edm music is faster and you almost feel out of place being fully clothed.

"just let go...go with the flow," beomgyu says. you can barely hear him but you nonetheless nod. he places his hands on your waist, pinching it a little and you lean closer to him in instinct. you give him a smile and he returns it.

you start getting into the groove of the song after not knowing what to do with your body for a second. beomgyu bounces along to the song with you, his hair moving up just high enough for you to catch a glimpse of his forehead. he's attractive and a voice in your head is blaring in alarm. you have to remind yourself of the advice you gave ryunjin before you guys got here.

speaking of, you peek around beomgyu's shoulder to see if you can catch a glimpse of her again but what you see shocks you even more.

some people have taken the liberty of playing with others rests and grinding their naked bodies on one another. you try to frantically look over beomgyu's shoulder to make sure ryujin is in your line of sight not getting harassed but he moves over, effectively blocking your sight.

"your friend is in good hands," beomgyu reassures. "this type of stuff just happens here." you bite your lip not wanting to meet his eyes. "it feels weird..."

you swear you catch another glimpse of his eyes flashing red again but maybe you've just had too much to drink. "y/n im telling you..." you lean back as he leans in for a kiss. your heart is still thumping to the beat of the music and your anxieties are high. it almost feel like you just ate the strongest edible of your life.

"hey..hey.. calm down," beomgyu's sultry voice sounds in your ear. it makes tingles go up your spine. "just close your eyes, you'll be fine," he hums. you breathe out, hoping your mind will listen to him because you feel like it's the only thing you can do right now.

you close your eyes and let the darkness swallow you. the music is still quite loud but beomgyu's wandering hands are enough to ground you. "you look great tonight," beomgyu sighs. you furrow your brows at the sensation of his hands trailing up your waist to your chest. however, he stops before going in too deep.

"you can tell me if you want me to stop and i can send you home if you're uncomfortable~"

you let out a shaky breath, eyes still glued shut. ryujin may be gone but you're relieved you weren't stuck with a pervert for the rest of the night. "i-im ok, you can keep going," to emphasize your point you extend your hands out to his hips and find his belt loops, pulling him closer to you.

he smirks, eyes flashing red. he absolutely revels at how frightened you look despite your words and actions. if this wasn't your first time here maybe he would've completely broken you but he'll hold himself back for now.

"i don't wanna scare you off..." you feel him panting across your neck and suddenly something sharp makes contact. you flinch and squeeze your eyes tight for a moment but the feeling is soon replaced with his lips. you hear him chuckle deeply.

"what are you doing?" your fingers haven't left the hoops of his belt loops so you can feel him being shoved by other people repeatedly, he doesn't seem to mind. "everyone around us is fucking each other," he giggles, of all things.

"huh?" the volume of the music has risen tenfold and you almost find it hard to breathe. not too long after the sound of moaning invades your ears, almost replacing the music. your face gets hot with embarrassment at what's happening right now. what kind of party is this?

"welcome to room 17," you hear beomgyu pant. you battle with your brain to keep your eyes shut or ease your curiosity as to why he keeps panting. your mind wins as you peel one of your eyes open. immediately you're met with a hoard of naked bodies practically morphing into one another as they have heated sex.

you quickly turn away to find the answer to your initial question in the form of beomgyu palming himself through his jeans. his lip is caught between his pointed canines and the space between his eyes has formed frustrated wrinkles as he looks down at you.

his once dark pupils are now blood red and a gasp gets caught in your throat. there's way too much happening right now to process anything.

"don't freak out," he laughs as if an orgy isn't happening right behind him. he sighs as his crotch is pressed against your stomach when someone bumps into him. "shit.."

he unconsciously seeks relief in dry humping the part of you he can feel through his pants. it starts off slow but that frustrates him so he goes a little quicker with each stroke. you sigh every time, somehow the feeling turning you on.

you can almost envision how big he is just based off what you're getting to feel right now. he would split you in two if given the chance, you think.

"this must be so confusing to you huh?" he asks. he slows down but you think he's close. the lower part of your stomach feels hot due to it being the spot where his jeans are rubbing your clothes. "one moment you're drinking with your friend and the next you're being dry humped by a demon? what a night you've had hm?"

he soon gets relentless with his repetitive movements and you feel the back of your head digging into the wall behind you. a couple of seconds later you hear him sigh, he must've came.

"that'll have to do for now," he lets out a ghost of a laugh. "you-" he shushes you. "you don't have to understand any of this y/n, just go home and your friend will meet you there later."

he kisses your exposed shoulder and you open your eyes to stare into his red ones. "your eyes are red.." he shakes his head.

"just go home, you've had a lot to drink," he starts pushing past bodies to get you to the entrance of the party. you try to avert your eyes at everyone's naked and half naked bodies but everywhere you look you see skin.

once you're at the door, beomgyu looks down at you with now normal colored eyes. you almost start to believe you imagined the red irises.

"have a good night y/n," he smiles. he gives you a tender kiss on the lips which feels out of place for the vibe of this entire night. "whenever you decide to come back to room 17 just know i'll always be here~"

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aliceaddellheidde · 3 years

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Fatum

A/N: This is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club Lucky in love. March 2 - Big Break

WORDS: 1154

WARNINGS: swearing, kinda mind control

PAIRING: Bucky Barnes x reader (eventually) {Soulmates AU}

DISCLAIMERS: Endgame happened, but only Thanos and his peasants died. English isn´t my first language so sorry for mistakes.

Moi, Rai and Parca are genderless & are using they/their pronouns.

This is soulmates au. When you get tattoo, your soulmate gets it as well on same spot. It glows when you touch.

This is multi-chapter story. 2/19

Gif from here

Divider by @rainbowkisses31

„How was your mission with boys yesterday?” Wanda asked. „Good. Bucky was annoying as always. Gosh, how I would like to give him piece of his own medicine!” Wanda and Natasha laughed with you. You had girls night, with face masks, nails painting and gossiping. „You actually can do that.” Nat smirked. „How?” „Wanda can help you. With her magic thingy.” „And what exactly we should do?” you asked. „You nothing just repeat what she will tell you.” You were looking at her wide smile. „No. I can see your evil plan Nat.” „Oh c'mon! It will be fun! And Wanda has no problem with it, right?” She shook her head. „You promise it will not be anything too crazy?” „Yop.” „Ooooooookkkkkeeyy then.” „Yeas!” Nat squealed and they both threw themselves on me. „I hope I´ll not have to kill you.” „Don t worry. Now lets finish movie.”

„Parca, what did you do?!” Moi screamed at younger sibling. „Nothing!” Then disappeared in silver mist before Moi could throw something. Rai looked at them. „Come, it´s time to wash our masks off.”

Next morning you let Wanda in your head and walked to the kitchen. Bucky was already there, preparing his breakfast. „I didn’t know you are fan of Jews.” you said. „What?” he looked at you, surprised. „Bagel. It is a bread product originating in the Jewish communities of Poland.” „Cool.” He opened fridge and took out a butter and ham. „Did you know it takes 21 pints of milk to make a pound of butter? Interesting right?” „Not really.” „It also has vitamins D, E, K and A.” you said, dancing like cheerleader. Bucky laughed, watching you. „Wanna some tea?” „Second most consumed beverage on the planet – after Water? Sure, why not.” You ate in peace, which was surprising.

„Why is music so loud?” Bucky asked when he came to gym only in his shorts. „Listening to music while exercising can improve work out performance by 15%.” „Turn volume down. I can´t concentrate.” „But it´s helping me. You don’t wanna me to be healthy, strong and flexible?” „You have headphones. Use those!” You stuck your tongue at him, but obeyed and started your routine. What you didn’t see was Bucky staring at you. After 30 minutes on treadmill you moved to rowing machine. Letting your mind wondering in imaginary world you hardly felt tap on the shoulder. Only when Bucky repeated it, you turned to him. „Hey, what's up?” you gave him wide smile. „You're like Maria Sharapova.” he growled, his eyes wide. „I'm sorry?” you asked innocently. „Grunts too much.” „Makes you hard sergeant?” He was breathing shallowly and you felt your cheeks getting warmer. What was Wanda doing? „No. Just be bit quieter.” Then he turned and quickly went back to his punching bag. „I'm still not as loud as Michelle Larcher De Brito!” you screamed behind him and with smug smile you watched as he hit the bag and it fell on the floor.

„I'm not really happy about it, dear Moi, but Parca´s plan somehow works.” Moi looked at Rai sitting on trampoline and frowned. „I had nice dinner preparing on mind for them. To give them some domestic vibe. Not Y/N teasing Bucky like this!” Rai just shrugged and jumped on jumping mat. You screamed and startled Bucky as well. „What the hell Y/N?” „Trampoline moved by itself. We have ghosts here Borky. Save me, please?” You hugged him around waist and he stiffed. „If you will stop being so annoying with your random trivia. I still don’t understand how you can hold all of them in head.” „Ok, but only for today.” You stood up, took your water bottle and was ready for another machine when your next words left you in shame. „Do you know that the more muscle mass you have, the more fat your body burns while resting? I looove your muscles. Make me weak.” You realised what you have done when Bucky turned red and Wanda´s voice spoke in your head. „Run Y/N, RUN!” And that's what you did. Bucky was shouting your name and profanities in gym. „Run Y/N, run, run.” „Why are you speaking to yourself?” Wanda laughed in your head. „Shush you!” After few minutes you ran into her room, locking door behind you.

„What was that Wan? Now he's thinking I´m horny mess from him! For him!” „And you are not?” „Not at all! He's pesky, provocative, arrogant little bitch!” „Hmmm, I think he's not little. More like huge and has good package.” „Wanda!” She was laughing so much she started crying. „Don´t you have Vision for that?” „Yes. But I can have a look. You know it means nothing to me. I want only the best for you, even if Buck isn't your true soulmate. You still can have fun.” You sighed and sat next to her. „I envy you and others. I wished tattoo would appear on my skin for so long, but until now nothing happened so I decided I will do it myself.” „That's great! Whoever it is, I bet they will love you.” She wanted to hug you but then pulled away. „Sorry, but you really need shower.” You said your byes and went to your room.

You didn’t realized you fell asleep, but knocking on your door woke you up. When you opened it you met Bucky in red Henley and jogger pants. „Want something to eat?” he asked. „What?” you said taken aback. „Food. Dinner. Others left, so it´s just us.” „Coming.” You quickly put fluffy socks on and followed him to kitchen.

„Wanna some bolognese spaghetti? Or something else?” „Spaghetti is fine. Red wine?” „Why not?” You both smiled at each other as Bucky was preparing sauce and you were putting pasta in pan. Then he was cutting meat while you sat on counter, watching him. „Wanna watch something?” you asked him. „I heard Witcher is good.” „Oh, it is! Henry Cavill is there and he's sexy as fuck with his long white hair, yellow eyes and that dreamy hairy chest. Don’t forget his ass and thighs!” Bucky looked at you with raised eybrows, smirking. „What?” „I really don’t wanna your ramblings about him.” „Why? Afraid you can't compete with him?” you grinned. „I'm much better.” He stepped between your open legs, his hands on sides of your thighs. His face was closer and closer until you heard sauce bubling on stove. „We don’t wanna burned food. Right, Borky?” You handed him two plates and he put pasta, sauce and cheese on them. „To the movie room!” „And beyond!” You couldn’t stop laughing as you took wine bottle and followed him.

You ended watching half of season one and then fell asleep on Bucky´s shoulder.

Moi and Rai were on chairs happily looking at their hardest case. You two were on good way to your destiny after all.

#HBC Lucky In Love #the ss horniest book club #bucky barnes #soulmate au bucky barnes

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Ok first off I am SO sorry I have taken so long to get to this ask I had no energy between work and school. That said here comes the GN review. So I did not expect Elvis to vibe with me musically the way it did. If I have to pick a fave off the album it has to be Molly with Control coming in at a close second. I can't explain it but Molly really has unique designs on me. I really love the sound and style of music for this rec. Once again you deliver top shelf goods.

Side note: I took that quiz you reblogged even though I've never heard of the vorkosigan saga in my life and I got someone named Bel Thorne. Made me look up the series, which made me realize that I very much want this in my life, and now I'm wondering if you'd advise me as to which book I should start with? I asked the internet and got huge charts.

Eagerly awaiting your next recs,

MAB

P.S. thinking about making rugelach on a weekend off. Thoughts/advice?

Hey hi! So glad to hear from you! I was just thinking the other day “I miss MAB :(” but I didn’t want to rush you lol, I’ve also been super low energy lately so you’re in good company! As always, I’m so glad you liked it, this has been one of my really pandemic-defining albums, I’ve spent a truly Shocking amount of time sitting on the floor listening to this and painting since I discovered it maybe 10 months ago? I also didn’t really expect to vibe with it, I was off the indie-country-stylings train and the vocals threw me at first but it kinda got its hooks into me and i found myself just thinking about it all the time, and i listened and relistened and found more and more complex little bits and beautiful lyrics and realized it had wormed its way into my faves on accident, so good for it. Control’s also one of my real faves, the whole front half of this album is SO strong, Westside and Crying About The Planets took a minute for me to warm up to but are really some of my faves on the album now. I’m glad it spoke to you as much as it spoke to me!

ok SO let’s talk about the Vorkosigan Saga. These books are my favorite anything in the whole world, they’re my parents favorite books too so I really grew up with them, I’ve loved them all my life even when I was way too young to understand a lot of the concepts (I tried to read this Really Heavy one all about clones when i was V young and I didn’t know what a clone was, I thought it was just a fucked up baby brother, i was more right than I realized, so i put it down and Thank Fuck for that) and you should ABSOLUTELY read them. Bel Thorne was the first nonbinary character I ever saw (even though they are NOT handled well, these books show their age on a lot of lgbt stuff so heads up) and they’re so goddamn cool, they’re whip-smart and chock full of heart and they captain a space ship and I could go on Forever, I just named my new podcast character after them and I’m just thrilled about it. So as far as order goes, I Highly recommend starting with Cordelia’s Honor, which is a collection of the books Shards of Honor and Barrayar, which are prequels about the parents of the main characters of the main series. The main series starts with some truly superb fun manic semi-political space opera, but it’s really aged for the protagonist Miles, who’s 17 at the time. Cordelia’s Honor gives you a really great background on the universe you’re in, shows you Exactly how Miles got to be The Way That He Is, is the best god damn enemies-to-lovers you’ll ever find, CHUGS its respect women juice, is also fun but definitely heavier in tone than the main series begins. It’s really beautiful, very very human, and just SMART. Heads up, those books have some heavily implied sexual assault, suicide stuff, uhhhh Weird Mental Illness, and Weird Homophobia (though it’s portrayed to be in the wrong, again these books are very much a product of their time.) But they follow Miles’ parents, Cordelia Naismith and Aral Vorkosigan as they meet, fall in love on opposite sides of a war, eventually get married, and get sucked into some truly wild and Really Really Cool politics, and i Highly recommend you start there. Past that, my recommended reading order is pretty much chronological, you should get to Falling Free and Ethan of Athos at some point but like Shards of Honor - Barrayar - Warriors Apprentice - Vor Game - Cetaganda - Borders Of Infinity - Brothers In Arms - Mirror Dance - Memory - Komarr - Civil Campaign - Diplomatic Immunity - Captain Vorpatril’s Alliance - Cryoburn - Gentleman Jole and the Red Queen (bolded books are my personal favorites) is really the way to go. I know that’s an awful lot, but they’re really fast reads and they’re So Goddamn Good And Fun And Good, if you start them PLEASE let me know your thots as you read

Hoo ok that was a lot, thank you for bearing with me! My biggest advice re. rugelach is just have fun and be yourself with it, do whatever filling you want, pour love into the dough and you’ll have a good time. Sorry that’s not more technical, but if ur using the recipe i sent you (and i can post it again if u dont want to hunt for it) then honestly i think it’s gonna be fab no matter what (and honestly even if you dont do a super bindy filling and your jam leaks out and burns Who Give A Shit, burnt chocolate w raspberry or cherry jam is still pretty damn good), if you enjoy the process then that’s what matters!

#anon anon #that was SO long im SO sorry the vorkosigan saga is smth i can talk about Incessantly #long post for ts #any gr8 to hear from you!!#illogical//

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cidnangarlond · 3 years

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(For the ask meme u rb'd yesterday!) OK um.

1 3 4 5 6 7 8 10 11 16 18 21 23/40 25 30 33 34 36 38? You don't have to answer all those. I have no self control 😶

OH AND Happy Pride Month Mars!!! 😊❤🧡🤍💖💜

BREN HAPPY PRIDE MONTH !!! <3 AND YAY ASKS

1) What's your favorite way to dress?

As casually and relaxed as possible honestly unfortunately I do not look hot when I wear sweatpants I just look Bad. If you look hot when wearing sweatpants dni I hate u /j

3) What movie/game/etc. helps you calm down?

HMMMMMM movie wise just like. Anything I deeply deeply love so catch me watching "The Thing" (1982) dir. John Carpenter when I'm mad about something or like. a dudebro action movie because I am unfortunately my father's child

4) What does your room smell like?

I don't think it has much of a smell at all honestly but if anything maybe like. a dryer sheet that's a day or two old nothing pungent or overwhelming

5) Do you like to organize?

I LOVEEE organizing stuff specifically like files and alphabetizing and putting things in order like that. If it's my room I Do Not See It but in high school I worked in the library a few times as a class and if we had to get dispersed b/c the people weren't there or needed the library for another reason we'd go to the office and I'd file sick notes and I was like WAHOO YES I GET TO FILE AND ORGANIZE... LIVING THE GOOD LIFE there might be something wrong w me </3

6) What kind of music would you listen to if you could only choose one?

Cop out answer showtunes because showtunes can have or be any genre as long as they're musicals :) Stream "Hadestown" and "Falsettos" also sorry for liking musicals :(

7) What song is your aesthetic?

The song changes depending on my mood or whatever aesthetic I'm trying to go for but uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh whatever "Personal Jesus" by Depeche Mode gives off that's what I want and what I want to be. I have a lot of songs I vibe with this is HARDDD

8) What color do you think goes best with your personality?

Purple ! :) I just think it's a neat color and also my favorite and also can be very calming and soothing !!

10) What do you wish you hated, but actually like?

MMMMMMMMMMMM we'll go with a food lens on this one. Veal. Also shitty dudebro action movies dude I was obsessed w "The Expendables" for a long time when I was like 12 if you want answers I can't give you them because I don't know either <3

11) Vague about your crush(es)

LIVES IN ARIZONA AND I WANT TO MEET THEM SO BADDDDDDD STOP LIVING SO FAR AWAY FROM ME!!!!! >:(

16) If you could pick any planet besides earth, where would you live?

Uranus for the laughs but Pluto because Pluto has a heart on it :)

18) What animal would you keep as a pet, if you could?

FERRET I WANT A FERRET SO BAD THEY'RE SO NEAT

21) Is there a song you can't handle listening to, even though you like it?

Any song I've had on a playlist for longer than 6 months </3 I will skip right over them but uhhhhhhh "Landslide" by Fleetwood Mac is a great song but it was ALSO the first song that came up when I hit shuffle on a playlist on the way to granddad's funeral like a year ago now so when I hear the song I just associate it w all that and I'm like ok let's cry now :)

23) Do you like soft, fluffy blankets or rough/smooth blankets?

HMMM soft fluffy blankets for lounging around and the rough/smooth ones when I'm going to sleep because fluffy blankets retain heat like a mf and you WILL wake up sweating if you fall asleep with them

25) What country's history do you find the most interesting?

Genuinely cannot think of an answer for this one because like. They're all interesting ? Also any time you read about a country there's a 95% chance you'll find "invaded and colonized by England/France" in the history and you're just like wow world history is a mess! how was this only a single semester long class in high school there's literally so much to talk about

30) What instrument do you wish you could master?

Any instrument at all bc I have no musical talent and I'm mad about it!! Piano or violin would be pretty cool :) I was obsessed w wanting to learn the violin for a while in 8th grade and into high school I blame the music class I took for that. OR THE SAXOPHONE THE SAX MY BELOVED

33) Do you have any strange fears?

My sister and I to this day refuse to keep a shower curtain fully closed because we're afraid that somehow. some way. Jason Voorhees will be there once we pull back the curtain. Also things hiding under my bed if I'm especially paranoid I'll vault myself onto my bed like I'll take a running start and everything. Also also seeing things in my reflection, people breaking into my house just to mess with stuff and leave and not actually take anything, being watched from the shower drain or vents in the house, and anything that's been shown in the Final Destination series <3 laser eye surgery my beloathed

34) When you get angry, how do you show it?

In unhealthy ways but I'm getting better at being non-destructive and not hurting myself ! It only took 22 years of my life but better late than never <3 But my first instinct is always to like, break or hit something even if it's myself or my own property but from an emotions standpoint someone could tell if I was angry if I was just consistently silent or snappy and rude for no reason and the vibes I will just give off are. not good ! like just by looking at me you could probably tell if I was mad but also my resting face can either make you think I'm sad, pissed/angry, or tired ! It really depends shdfjkf

And I answered the others in the last ask I got ! Thank u Bren my great friend Bren :)

#proteuslindo #asks #ask games #long post

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hearteyes-for-killmonger · 5 years

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One Night Only 2, Part 4

Dedicated to @muse-of-mbaku it's finally winding down into a conclusion. Word Count: 2,084

Warnings: Softboi!Erik, Smut

Anthony was fed, your lyrics were coming along well, and Anaya was at peace outside.. enjoying the quiet serenity before it was time to leave and hit the recording studio. You really wanted her to see you at work and in your element, vibing with the team. You'd hyped it to the point of getting her excited now you really had to give it 120%. You were confident. The moment of emotional calm in the house should've been enough. Things had cooled down greatly. But you needed more than that. Much more. You craved clarity, closure, and to clear the muggy air between two of your very best friends. The miscommunication couldn't go on forever.

"Corey," you start once he picks up, "We really need to talk about you and Anaya and clear this whole mess up. If your love is real, you owe the relationship at least that much effort bro. Come on."

"Mane, I can talk to you about the shit. I just can't talk to her or look at her 'cause on God I'm a cry on some goofy shit. Nigga heart hurt."

"I get that. You know I do. Think of what you're throwing away if you're wrong about all this though. If she is telling the truth and it's a misunderstanding, where you gonna go from there? She don't trust you now!"

"ME?! I ain't fuckin do none. I ain't cheat not one time. Everyone know I'm in a relationship with her ass and if they don't, I tell em. I been real mothafuckin ass loyal. Still ain't fuckin nobody else bruh. My ass celibate. I'm horny as shit.."

"Ew, nigga, I ain't ask you that. Send me the picture Rasheeda sent you. Also, why you talking to Rasheeda in the first place? Hm?"

"I don't talk to her, she be there when I visit Anaya for lunch. Real cordial."

"Cordial my ass! Corey, she's a conniving bitch. Did you fuck her?"

"Did I fuck h--Did you ignore what the fuck I just said?" You hear him mutter away from the phone, "Got me fucked up.." When his voice comes back, he continues to deny it. "I just told yo deaf ass I ain't fuck noooobody!"

You sigh. You don't know what to think but you feel like he'd admit it if he had. He's too unapologetic and in your face to lie about something he did or didn't do. Way too much pride. He reminds you a lot of Erik in that way and you can see why they're cool. They're too similar not to be. A lightbulb flashes in your mind and you rush Corey off the phone reminding him to forward you the incriminating image. Immediately, you speed-text Erik.

Y/N: Whenever you get back I need a favor. It involves Corey and Anaya

It's about two minutes before he responds.

Erik: Ok

Erik: Speaking of

Your phone rings and it's his name on the screen which triggers your smile like you've been conditioned. "Baaabe," you sing happy to get even just a little of his time.

"Don't babe me. You out here acting up, twerking in random restaurants? Where was the energy this morning when I wanted some?" You sigh fighting the smile still tugging at your lips. He'd seen the video. It still shocks you how fast things spread.

"That's okay though," he continues calmly, "I'm glad you had fun.. all ratchet and shit. It's cute. Keep that same energy and be in the bedroom at 6. I want you naked and in position, no lingerie.. Naked."

"I'm supposed to be going to the studio to record," you remind him, laughing inside. You knew he would be like this when you left him this morning.

"Well then go to the studio, lil girl. I'll fuck you in the booth, I don't give a fuck," he says as if discussing dinner plans. His chill was enviable.

"Don't threaten me with a good time," you grin.

"Oh you bold. Okay, babygirl." He hangs up abruptly and you stare at the phone thinking about the check you just wrote... On second thought. You were kind of running your mouth, you weren't serious. Your team at the studio watching you get railed would be awkward. You'd have to ask them to step out then continue the session after like nothing happened. Shuffling to the deck, you find Anaya looking at the sky.

"Um," you grin awkwardly when she looks at you. "Would you be disappointed if we didn't hit the studio just yet?" She gapes and pouts, visibly disappointed.

"Come on, Y/N. You got me hyped to see a live recording session. Come through Cali hoe!"

Groaning, you shift on your feet. Cali Hoe. That would make a good song title. Tally ho, Cali hoe. "Anaya.. Girl.. You don't understand," you snicker.

"So explain it to me."

You sigh humored, "Erik... is threatening sex in the booth if I go in today."

There's a sputtering chuckle to the side at your expense and you nod sarcastically. You shouldn't have told her. "What's up with this negro and public escapades? Always doing something. Just wild for no reason.." she pauses before adopting a devilish grin. "Nahhh bitch, you going," she says looking you up and down. "I'm thoroughly in need of some entertainment and this is perfect."

"I don't think you understand," you laugh anxiously.

"No, it's very simple. Do you want that wild and reckless unpredictability you fell in love with or nah? He's been consistent. Be happy he's still the same person to you all this time later..," she pauses and you know Corey is still heavy in her thoughts. He was a part of her at this point that she couldn't shake off or detach from. "..And you know you love it! So don't think so much," she says with eyes as earnest as a child's. There was so much passion and care in her voice. It drops an octave as she stares at you. "Do you wanna get fucked at home, missionary with the lights out in your bedroom for the next however many years... or do you wanna get your guts jammed in that recording booth?"

"BRUH," you yell. Missionary with the lights off isn't even in your nigga's vocabulary.

"Judging by that balcony sex tape--"

"HUSH! ...DAMN!" You get the point though and the correlation. "Fine," you sigh. "This one's for you... Recording booth it is."

---

"I think this is working so far. I like it, but run that last part back. I need to change the speed of the rhythm.. right here just a bit.. slow it down to fit my flow when I transition. It kinda jumps. Can we mix in a little something so that--"

"I got you," your producer says, immediately moving to tweak the sound. "I does this.. I got you." He knows your style choices by now and your sound. He's also very patient because you know what you want.

"Yeah, and then I'll go in and record the accents." You look at Anaya and wave her over. She's been feeling it so far so you put her in the booth and make her sing through a backing track. Her voice sounds amazing layered under yours and you feel like a musical virtuoso. A firm hand squeezing your asscheek makes you jump a little, developing a crazy look in your eye because how dare any crusty person in this booth touch you, but then you look and it's just Erik. He grips you up against his chest and as his lips smile into your neck, his hand works its way quickly into your panties.

"Wait," you whisper frantically, looking around. He's got everyone staring. You know it. You try to move, but he won't let you and he won't remove his damned hand from inside your panties. You look down and you can see the bulge in your pants moving around. It's super obvious and blatant. You kiss your teeth and he chuckles into your neck.

"You ain't mad, you wet... Talking all that shit," he whispers so only you hear. You are wet and incredibly horny, but the close-up audience is too much. You can look in everyone's eyes and it makes you nervous. His fingers climb inside of you causing you to clench as Anaya tries to contain the humor in her expression. You roll your eyes to camouflage your arousal, also ready to slap your producer for his wandering eye on your zipper. As your song plays forgotten in the background, Erik snickers silently, thoroughly entertained with himself, "I told you. You forget I let you think you're in control.. Who's in charge?"

"...You are," you whisper, distracted by this breath on your ear and neck. He's rubbing you down below and it sends a chill through you.

"And who am I? Put some base in your voice." He's going all out today. You shake your head and he bites your ear. "Say it."

"Daddy," you blurt.

"Show over. Everyone get the fuck out," he yells and people bounce immediately, Anaya being the last and walking out slowly. His fingers leave you and you yank your body away raring to light into him but he snatches you back by your arm and throws you over the equipment.

"ERIK! You better PRAY you d-didn't mess anything up," you stutter.

"I don't give a fuck." He yanks down your clothes and grips your hair firmly in his fist bringing your head back as he pushes slowly into your entrance, his lips at your ear. "You know what to do. Turn up."

It felt too good not to. Relenting to the feeling, you throw it back, working him as he tugs roughly on your hair. Without warning, he begins crashing into you and your legs buckle. Pressing his hand into your back, he proceeds to drive his hips into you. You've long been ruined for other dick. An image of a hotdog in a hallway comes to mind. "You better.. not.. ever die," you grunt through his thrusts.

"Fuck you talking bout?"

"Where.. I'm a find.. dick, uhh.. like thiss," you hiss. He collapses on top of you, his heavy body bouncing in wheezing laughter. "I'm serious," you breathe.

Once you're put back together, he checks you out to make sure you're presentable and invites the team back into the studio. They run through the song one more time with all of the improvements as if nothing had happened and he grabs your cheeks in one hand, smacking a loud kiss on your lips. "Good job," he says.

---

In your bedroom, he's changing into his dark grey workout gear on his way back out to meet his trainer. You know better than to stand between him and his workout session because his image is part of his fame and his money, but you have to talk to him.

"Hey Erik?"

"Sup," he says lifting from the bed and shifting you out of his path, "I gotta go baby."

"I know. Just wanted to tell you, I fired Raven. She was negligent toward Anthony and I caught her in here trying on my clothes. Then she wouldn't leave immediately, it was weird. Corey and Anaya are going through a potential breakup because he thinks she's cheating and she swears she isn't. She's basically been taking care of the baby alone and I feel like I have to fix it. Also, I still don't know who leaked my number because if it wasn't Armont, then who was it?"

He drops back onto the bed rubbing his face. Pulling out his phone, he makes a call and you stare at him confused.

"Yeah, Pers.. I can't make it today...."

"NO, I didn't mean--" you shake your head silently pantomiming for him to hang up and go ahead. You didn't mean for him to drop everything and handle it right on the spot. You just needed to vent and wanted him to know what was going on.

"Yeah, I know. I'll work out from here and meet you tomorrow.... Sumo squats, back squats, leg curls, and lunges.... and the treadmill, yep... aight."

Gaping, you stare in regret, but he stands slowly to hug you with seemingly no hard feelings.

"Fix your face. Don't feel bad, you're more important than my workout. I got a whole home gym, I can workout at home. You obviously need me right now."

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marvelouslyalwaysme · 2 years

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Ok so something crazy happened tonight and it will only be crazy to me and me alone, and I'm just saying it cause it needs to be out in the world somehow someway, so continue reading of you want but it is nothing crazy unless you are me

So 3 of my cousins and my aunt came over tonight to visit cause my brother is visiting right now so they came to see him, now we don't see them as often as we used so the relationships are not as close as they once were (not important but just giving you the vibe ig) so we're sitting im sitting at the dining table while everyone else is sitting on the couches(well except for my older cousin who was on the ground with her kid, again doesn't matter but yk) so we're sitting there for a while my mom and my aunt are talking away and at some point my mom turns on miraculous tales of lady bug and cat noir, it was the movie I think where they go to Japan (I think it was a movie idk I don't watch the show) but I do know the like gay theories and stuff people have about it and the gay relationship between that both girl and pretty in pink girl because duh I'm on tumblr, so anyways it was a scene where marinette was riding on the back of this girls motorcycle and she hugs her and goes "thank you idk where I would have been without you" or something along the lines of that (also keep in mind this is a show ik they watch so they know the show) now when I saw that I thought "ok lesbian" but that's me a lesbian thinking that right not shocking I see lesbians everywhere but out the corner of my eye I see my youngest cousin (age 11) tap her sister (age 13 or 14) to get her attention and she does the limp wrist 'are you gay' thing to her to be like 'that was gay right' I didn't even see what the 13 year old did to that cause I was just in shock I had look away luckily I was wearing a mask cause my mouth fell open immediately

Now you might be thinking why is that crazy? Right well that side of the family is VERY religious and conservative not vote for Trump conservative but like condemn gay people conservative for sure and like really religious like only allowed to watch certain things and listen to certain music like constant policing of their clothes and like anti covid vaccine (and my aunt's a nurse btw) like barely wear masks outside, like my uncle doesn't think that the cops are apart of the a problem (he is a cop btw a black one) like very gender norm men do this and women do this mentality like very religious women here to serve men bullshit so the fact that they even know what that means let alone did it in response to marinette hugging a girl blows my mind but like the 14 year old has phone and they can't super control everything in that as much as they tried with their older sister (19 years old) (Who btw moved out cause of how religious strict and controlling they were) but like that shit was honestly the craziest shit ever. anyways if you not me reading this and read the whole thing I'm sorry for wasting your time but honestly I made solely for me cause it needed to go somewhere

#Miraculos: tales of ladybug and cat noir #Me and mine

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Chapter one:

Author notes: my chapters are really long. Hopefully you are still here after a prologue with Tim Andrew and none of the boys. I feel like I need to give more of Clara's life, but I promise the cast is in this chapter too.

First Step: you recognise that the other part is attractive. You know you love your partner, but that doesn't mean that you are blind. Actually, the beauty of long-term relationships is that. You know there is plenty of choices out there, but rather be if your love.

2 months later | Vancouver

Clara looked at the apartment with happiness.

"Finally" she cleaned her hands and smiled at the plants hanging everywhere. Her guitar where besides the shelf, where a tv was placed. Behind it some paints were hanging. The cozy and tiny apartment was finally having her touch, and Alex's too. He was a musician so she took care to put details about it in their decoration.

She did some paints and put on the walls, filled the balcony with plants and flowers and all place had some cactus or green spot. Even the bathroom. She was happier now, music, paints and plants. Perfect.

At the same moment she finished a delicious smell filled her senses and Clara naturally went towards the little kitchen.

She smiled, her tall and blond boyfriend was cooking for them, while listening to Mumfords and Sons, one of his favorite bands.

"Hey luv. Did you finish?" his brown eyes looked her up and down and Clara walked slowly, towards him " My shirt again? You can have it it now." Clara gave him a guilt smile, it was from his college times. Alex was graduated in a Music Conservatory.

"I think is true. Couples do start to look alike." she pointed to the same color of sweat pants and socks they were wearing "And yes" Clara hugged him from behind, peking what he was cooking. Pepper, broccoli and mushrooms. "I finished."

" Are you still sad because the coffee house fired you? " Clara sighed. Apparently, she wasn't a good waitress as she thought at first.

"No. Dunno, Just a little. I thought I lose my free coffee. But I charmed Pete and I still have my perks" he laughed at her positivity.

"Peter, the 16 years old waiter? You are so mean!" They laughed " I'm making the oriental pasta you like so much." Clara hide her face in his back, enjoying his good smell and familiarity "Even if you are an evil creature charming impressionable boys. I know moving here is making you sad and..."

"By boys you mean you. Right?" Clara turned him to her and smiled.

"Smart mouth" He gave her a peek kiss.

"For your information, the pasta's name is Yakisoba. Aaannd it is time for you to stop to feel guilt. You didn't hijack me or something. You have done a lot for me. It's my turn. And we are here for 2 months now. I need to get use to it."

"Clara, I already told you, I'm happy to support you, always. If you don't want you don't need to go to an underpaid job. You can focus on your career..." She left his embrace and crossed her arms. "And anytime I have a break from school we can go visit"

"Now. This. This is the kind of conversation I don't want to have with you anymore." He made a pout to her, like a little boy, nodded and begin to smile "What? Are you crazy? "

" In that case... " he turned off the stove and walked to her, passing his arms around her waist "I made some connections, here and there." He was smirking. Clara loved when he did that "And maybe, maybe I got you an audition to a big TV show."

"What? Are you... What?"

"I noted that you were kind of depressed doing regular job at the coffee shop. And, auditions in theaters here weren't going well for you. Every no making you more anxious. So I talked with one professor in college and, well he know someone who know someone. He get an audition for you."

Clara's heart begin to jump. She looked at his eyes with doubts.

'"Come again?"

"My professor from college, get you one audition. For acting, once you are an actress! Well, I guess you are. Right? " Clara hugged him, jumping with joy.

"Well Al. How come a musician master's teacher had this contacts? Wait! What's about... An... What's the show is about?"

"It is Supernatural!" Alex smiled wildly and Clara looked at him confused.

" Ok, but what kind? Demons, aliens, no aliens are sci-fy! Oh, is it witchcraft?"

Alex almost got dizzy and stroke her arms while she was having her flood of words.

"Clara, I can't believe you don't know Supernatural. What kind of actress are you?" He joked "First and more important. You need to be there in the next week. This season is already starting to be filmed, but this character will be introduced later. They will talk about the new character and if you like her, why not try? And the show is about two brothers hunting things. Monsters, ghosts, demons. Ring any bells?"

"I'm more into spiritism than catholic. Don't know about gospel novels. But I like Jesus philosophy of life."

"Oh my God Clara!" he began to laugh " Are you north american? It's Supernatural. Everyone knows this guys! It's impossible for you... Make some research before you go, like a job interview, ok?" She nodded and kissed him with affection.

" It is, indeed, a job interview! Thanks babe. I love you"

"Love you too, pretty face." He gave her nose a peek kiss "Now, let me finish this yakisoup of yours"

" Yakisoba you dork. Hey, Alex." Their eyes met again " Are you sure you don't want to..." She sat on the table and looked at him with desire "Have your thank you gift?" And Clara took off the shirt after this. Alex sighed, she wasn't wearing a bra and her light tan skin was calling for him.

" Oh love. I have this article to finish..." but he was already with his hands on her waist and mouth close to hers.

"This masters scholarship you got yourself into. I barely can fuck you anymore." she joked "But, not even a quick fuck?" Clara asked and he moaned in a low tone when she said that to him.

"Just a little faster than normal" he whispered and finally took her lips. The dinner was never finished.

Tim rolled his eyes when Eric started to talk again. They were sat in the audience room, tired and ready to choose the last brunette that tried the role. The producers were tired of his picky behaviour too.

"I swear. This role is not even so big deal for you to be like this Tim."

"I can see what you can't. It is our chance to make a little more of justice about females on the show. And everybody loves time travel and traumatized characters."

"Ok. This week is your deadline. You go to find your burlesque muse or we are hiring the last girl. She was nice and knows how to act a bit." Eric rolled his eyes " Next is this Clara Grant.

Tim couldn't explain why he was comparing the actresses to the mysterious artist from Minneapolis. He wanted somebody different and captiving. She was that. His thoughts were interrupted when the next candidate entered the room. His jaw dropped. It was her. Definitely her. More hippie than the image he had of her, but the face he was looking for was right in front of him.

"Hi, my name is Clara Diaz Grant and I'm here to the role of Jane Miler."

"Diaz? Where are you from?". Eric asked, looking her up and down.

"Minneapolis. But in colonials times, I guess, my mom's family was Spanish or something. Different of the Vikings from my hometown" she gave them a little smile and Eric was hooked by the lazy way she did it. At the same time, he wasn't so sure if a girl with a hippie and light vibe could live Jane properly.

"Ok, Clara. How long have you been acting?". Tim asked with a hand in his chin and amazed with his luck.

"Oh, since childhood. But I stopped for some years to do my philosophy degree. And then went back to acting since 26"

" A dear friend of mine get you this audition. Let's say we don't give chances to people with no experience on TV. " Eric was looking for her résumé, missing how nervous he made her.

"Yes. I don't have any" she shrugged "But I have years of theater and circus. Live audiences are always far more intimidating, in my point of view.". She smiled again and Eric liked her.

"Ok. You can start."

Two weeks later

She ran away and knew that people were after her. But the breakpoint was what she saw on that message.

She laughed, one depressive and sad laugh. She threw her phone away. Her parents were killed because of her. The only person she trusted beside them were Luke and he did that to her.

Probably he was the one who gave her informations to them. She was alone, no one to care about her and, of course, cursed.

She was on the bridge and began to cry. She felt her body trembling, like when she travel. And she couldn't control herself anymore. She looked for the river and swallowed. It was early in the morning and then she feel, the travel effect again.

It was night now. She jumped in time again. She was so tired of that. She looked at the river and took one deep breath.

What she had? She was useless. Hadn't friends that will care and knew what being alive means. They will hurt her. More and more.

"Hey, you!" one male voice called her. She jumped before someone could talk her out of this craziness. But the voice was so much closer than she imagined and catch her before her body left the ground.

"I gotcha you" the men whispered with worry " Hey..."

"Let me die!!!" she screamed between sobs "Just let me die"

" I can't do this. I'm already involved and what am I supposed to tell to your family?"

"Good luck talking to dead people." she screamed trying to break the embrace " let me go!"

"No. Not until I know that you wouldn't..."

"Why do you care?" she was very angry now. The person that was holding her turned her around. She saw one tall men and hazel eyes. He had long hair and worried expression

"Let me go" she growled and the men did something that she thought she never would feel again. He clean her tears and hugged her, with worry.

"Hey, things will be fine"

"No!" she said crying " I'm cursed"

"What do you think about being cursed together, away from.this bridged? Where we can talk"

"Let me die..." But she hugged the men back, with so much need that the other almost cried with her " I just want this to end"

"No. You don't. Let me take care of you." and she let the other lift her.

They went to the men's car and the guy made her comfortable in the passenger seat. The men took her hair from her eyes and looked at her like he was really feeling her pain. "What is your name? So we can reach someone..."

"There's no one." She answered and her heart hurt a little more. "My name is... Jane."

"Hi Jane. I'm Sam."

"...AND CUT" The director's voice was filled with joy "Oh my God, Clara. That was intense. Girl! And Jared. How broken heart are you?" The actor smiled and went off the car. "I knew you are perfect for this wrecked girl!! My perfect Jane."

"It's me, all hopeless."

Clara was still coming back from the emotions of her character and a little overwhelmed. At first, when she did the audition, she thought she smiled too much, talked to much and didn't know how to stand in the room.

Eric's speech about experience made her more nervous, was his way to say. "I'm just doing a favor. Get out" and her stupid nervous joke about vikings, she just wanted to kick herself.

She was feeling everything when she read her lines for them. But in some seconds she felt so great doing what she loved that she just let the character emotions fill her. When she finished, Eric was speechless and she got the job.

Now she was there. And the anxiety with new people, new job, new routine, was too much.

"Great job you two" Tim Andrew, the more friendly one, patted her shoulder and left. She knew her life was one step to change forever. She just haven't any idea if it would be for better or worse. Her contract was for seven episodes and if the fans like her character she would be part of the cast for a year. Seven episodes would be worth a year. And for the first time in her life she would have a good payment.

"Hope you are more comfortable now". Jared said while they went to the coffee table.

" It's all new yet. And the fact that I don't know the whole cast still bugs me"

"Don't worry. I'm the one who arrives screaming." Clara laughed. First day on set, before filming she had to know some colleagues and Jared arrived with some attitude and he was the tallest men she ever saw in her life.

"I get it. You almost don't get attention with your height and perfect hair". She laughed and Jared rolled his eyes laughing too.

"So, Clara." He started while she went for coffee "How do you feel about participating in TV?" She smiled with laziness for him and looked around. The scenario was huge, so different from the abstract theater, and cameras were everywhere. The place Jane tried to jump? Only a fake bridge with green screen in front of her.

"I was never in TV before. Just dramatics. Underground and so many alternative plays."

"I get it. You were such a hippie and "mainstream" shows was never your thing." He teased and she laughed. Jared sipped his coffee.

"Yes. Exactly this. I guess. It is overwhelming. And I need to remember there is no need to change my voice tone as in stage."

" But the magic, still remains?"

"Yes. Of course" she drank her coffee and it was too hot. The liquid burned her tongue and she swallowed before it could do more harm.

"Oofta! Gzzz" She shook her hands and blinked. Jared looked at her with amusement.

"Oofta? What the hell? "

"You're so rude!". She laughed.

"Your accent is more Canadian than the real Canadians."

"I don't have an accent. Pfff"

"Oh, oofta, my bad. You haven't"

"Shut up" She hid her smile with the plastic cup.

"Can I say something? I was really curious about you."

"Really?". Clara was a little bit uncomfortable because Jared was really handsome and talked almost in an intimidating very secure way "Andrew was looking for someone different. With ... With heart. Someone who could play Jane with perfection. He and Kripke were starting to be crazy about that. They were really pick. And now the cast is curious."

"She is a very deep girl. From what I already read. And thanks for letting me know people are curious about me. But I guess I met some of them." She answered with a joking/acid tone.

"Yes. You did. But the worst, not yet. And by worst I mean Jensen and...

"Hey weirdos" One playful voice was heard. She could see someone hugging Jared from behind.

"That's my girl" the voice said. Clara laughed. That, the intimacy the cast had, overwhelmed her. She was the new one. The outsider.

"Personal Space, perv" Jared said. "See Grant. This is what I mean. Get your hands out of my... Me"

"I don't think I can do it." He was in her view now, and she knew, from previous research, that he was Castiel, or Misca something. Her heart jumped a little bit when he smiled at her. His smile lit up his whole face.

"Jensen and I were watching you two." he looked at her, really friendly , wearing his show clothes and looking very excited with something. Clara associated him with one cute big kid. She liked it Immediately. The blue eyes weren't so intimidating as Jared.

"And I need to say ... You are damn good. That scene made Jensen emotional. The men is crying because of you " he said with exaggerated worry. Clara laughed. The way he talks making her lighter.

"I heard that before. From a friend of my ex. " She joked looking at him with a playful smile. He came closer to be part of her talk with Jared and took a coffee too. Clara was intrigued with that men who looked like one ball of energy and some cynicism.

"I liked her." He said to Jared, "Misha Collins, by the way." He gave her a smile and she thought he was handsome and charming in one unique way. His smile made her comfortable too.

"Clara Diaz Grant." She nodded at him using her big and ice break smile. Her heart was still a little crazy with so much news.

Misha, being all Misha, didn't hide how he liked it.

"Your smile is beautiful!"

"Thank you, handsome." Fuck, she couldn't understand why she went a full "Chandler Bing" mood when she felt anxious. Smiles and jokes always helped her, but sometimes she just wanted to kick herself in the ass. People miss judge her for superficial sometimes, because of that.

"You are welcome gorgeous girl." He blinked one eye at her like he told her one secret and Clara smirked at him. The older men drank some coffee and went off.

"Misha has no filter sometimes, gorgeous girl" Jared teased. She was about to answer his teasing but was interrupted.

"Clara, Jared. Back to the spot! Now! " They heard Tim saying and laughed before going back to the scene.

One week later

Clara was taking her shower in her trailer trying really hard to clean the mess in her head. While filming, every time she made a mistake she joked about it to be easier on herself and maybe Eric was thinking he was right and she was, indeed, unprofessional.

She was feeling a little lonely and outsider once the cast knew each other for so long now. But she knew how to make friends. So it couldn't be a big deal. Right? Doubting herself never helped, so she just breathed. People... She would get along eventually.

And she was tired. She never thought one episode would take so long to film. Seven days non stop and she just left the set one day. Alex was surprised by her schedule and so as she. But her sensible musician boyfriend understood and was proud of her, as he said. She was tired, needing to hug Alex and tell him how overwhelming was filming 7/8 hours per day and meet so much people. She never ever gave a second thought to tv and cinema. Her focus was the stage and the adrenaline from a live audience.

What if someone thinks she was boring and never hang out with her? What if people in TV were fake and faking kindness just to turn her down later? What if the guys noted that she thinks they are hot? And make fun of her because of it? They were all attractive and she was so... Clara. She knows her traits in appearance, but on that moment.

"Oh boy"

She groaned under the water. And it was one week!!! One entire stressful week just for her first episode! They would be filming more 6!

"Can I do that?" she talked to herself while turning off the shower and taking a towel. "What if fandom don't like Jane?" She heard a knock on the door and dressed fast.

"Wait a minute" her soaked and messy hair would have attention later. She ran in her tiny trailer and opened the door. It was the cast. Well, some of them. Like Misha, Ruth, Donald, David Jensen and Rob Benedict. The last one she just knew by photos. Ruth was holding one tequila bottle and smiling in front of the rest of the guys. The redhead looked like someone who had that idea.

"Heeeey Clara" She said shaking the bottle in front of her "We have one tradition on set. All the new members need to go out with us and get wasted to be part of the family. Ok?" Clara smiled, surprised. It reminds her of her friends in Minneapolis

"I was thinking to go to home today..."

"No way" Rob said "Go, change and meet us in 15 minutes"

"Where are we going?"

"The best place ever" Ruth said " We really want to meet you" She looked at Jensen, who already filmed with her. Clara liked him, because he was calm and funny. He smiled.

"Go. Or Misha and Ruth will never let me alone" Clara smiled and closed the door to change and fix her hair.

She sent a message to Alex explaining the situation and he answered with a supportive text. He said that she needed to be friends with people of the show. Speaking of the cast, she got along with Jensen, because he was more sensible and had more subjects in common with her. She couldn't get along with the others yet. And Jared was competitive, she still didn't know how to deal with him.

Clara looked at her clothes options and tried to choose fast. She decided to put one warm, right on the knees, black dress. It looked like some boho coat and got along with her military boots. She put one dark green hood and red lipstick. It was cold out there. Her visual was warm and 70's hippie at the same time and she loved that. Because it felt so comfortable. No jeans could compete with a women in comfortable clothes and military boots.

"Ready to kick some Nazis face" she joked to herself in the mirror and laughed.

"What do you think about her?" Ruth asked excited to go get drunk for a while. Jensen laughed.

"Well, she is very calm and funny."

"She is beautiful" Rob pointed with a smirk and Jensen smiled at him.

"Me too." He teased.

"She seems less conceited." Jensen send a kiss to Rob and the men rolled his eyes. "I'm very curious, in fact. Because of the 'Andrew seeking for his muse' story." Everybody agreed. They are waiting in front of Jensen's car, that was the bigger one and everyone could be together.

"What do you think, handsome?" Jensen said while moving his eyebrows to Misha who laughed and blocked his phone. He was on twitter doing who knows what all the time. Misha just moved his lips asking Jensen to fuck off.

They stopped to talk when Clara arrived. Misha saw her without Jane's outfit for the first time. She was walking toward them with one big and lazy smile. He liked her vibe and noted she had natural brown hair, it was wavy and messy. She was wearing some clothes that remember him of those girls from Coachella. When she was near him he could smell fresh shampoo and felt something weird on the top of his stomach, like wind.

"Where is Woodstock this time?" he teased with no self control. She rolled her eyes at him, but the playful expression was there yet.

"Far away from your sense of fashion. Moma boy." She looked him up and down and Misha fixed his sweater, self conscious.

"It is cold. Can't you feel with this bare legs?" Clara widened her eyes with his audacity

"It is style. And yours is a nerd at level 10. And by 10, I mean you really look like a boy." She smiled with her chin up and Jensen petted her shoulder.

"First thing to being part of the group is to make fun of Misha."

"This..An...This is not true you idiot." Misha rolled his eyes, done with Jensen and Clara wink at him

"No hard feelings". He snorted in a over dramatic way and let it go by laughing

"So, let's go? Sorry to let you hanging, girl hair, cold weather. I needed to dry."

"You are forgiven" Jensen joked in a formal way and Clara smiled at him

"Thank you pop. I could never live without your pardon"

"Smartass. Let's go"

Jensen and Rob are at the front seats because they are talking about music. Clara was really interested in their subject but being between Misha and Ruth got her distracted. And they are drinking already.

"Still a secret. The place we go?" she drank from the bottle and closed her eyes.

"Yup" Misha said " We will initiate you in some dark ritual and if you don't go along we will kill you."

Clara looked at him scared and horrified, Misha would start to apologised, but she begin to say.

"Oh for Satan sakes" she looked at David "With all due respect" and then back to Misha "But how did you know about my weekends activities?". He almost closed his eyes, trying to answer her, but gave up and laughed.

"Smartmouth" he took the bottle from her and drank too.

The card ride wasn't so fast, but everyone was laughing a lot. Clara was feeling much better in that moment, tequila was helping. She talked to everybody all the way and really get along with Ruth and David. Misha was funny too, but he was on his phone a lot, Donald too. And that bothered Clara. She just hated technology sometimes.

They finally arrived. It was one little and hidden pub. Inside, all the decoration was with circus theme and lamps. Her heart jumped in that moment. If it wasn't a signal of the universe, that she needed to be on that place, with that people, on that moment, she didn't know what else could be.

The decoration already won her heart. It was so cool that she couldn't get ride of her smile. Every detail was magical Including the art on the walls.

The group went upstairs where the employees seems to know everyone. Clara sat in a dark and fluffy couch that was circulating the table. She was sitting next to Ruth and Jensen. After everybody sat they started to order.

Clara was having a hard time controlling herself, because she wanted to snap Misha's hands if he didn't turned off that little evil machine, vulgarly called like a fruit. She just hated Apple sometimes.

"Hey guys, who is the new one?" Clara smiled at the guy with the menu in hands. He was hot, with tan skin and a great smile "Are you ready for the initiation ritual?"

"Of course. I already brought the dead kittens!" She smiled back and the guy nodded.

"I'm William, by the way. We don't need dead kittens. Just tequila"

"Oh, so wasted kittens. I'm Clara Grant. The new one!"

"Welcome little last sis. Well, here's the glasses for the Tequila thing. Something more? A burger?"

"Clara is the guest. She will order." Clara smiled at Jensen and he was intrigued by the way her smile always looked like lazy. He bet it was weed.

David was putting tequila to everyone while Clara was choosing food.

"Well. Let's start with onions rings. But nothing dead. Please. I don't eat animals."

"Vegetarian team" Ruth high fived Clara and she stroke her own face as in a commercial.

"Make my skin younger"

"Hey Misha! Let's do that" David called and the blue eyed men smiled at him and left his phone.

"I'm almost done. Really!" he excused himself and everyone started to mumbling like him "I..I.. I'm telling them about Clara!! That's all."

"So, what I was talking about?" She challenged and rest her chin in her hand, looking defiant at him. Misha liked it and made the same sassy face at her.

"About you being a vegetarian."

"The millennials" you faked one exasperated tone. And it was more fun because Misha was a little offended.

"I'm not one!"

"I can see that" She sassy her way out of the conversation

"Younger and better is the biggest lie in our society" he joked back and lift his glass.

Everyone did the same and drank. Misha looked at her eyes, she felt her cheeks burning with his stare "And, as a buddhist I appreciate your vegetarian habits."

Clara smiled feeling the buzz heating her harder. She was with empty stomach and drank one more. She let the alcohol catch her mind and lessen her inhibitions.

People continue to talk and Misha went back to his phone. After the third shot she couldn't bring herself to stop what she did next.

"Give me this shit" and took the phone from Misha's hands.

"What are you doing?" He opened his mouth, rising his eyebrows to her. Then she stole everyone's phones, including her own, and took out her hood. She put the devices inside the hood and placed that in the center of the table "The first who take the phone will pay the bill."

"You are so bossy!" Misha teased and Clara smirked at him, almost flirting.

"I'm used to hear that too" he smiled and took another shot, eyes locked into hers

"Tequila's arrives the truth rises" Ruth said " Now, we will do the asking game. We will ask you a bunch of shame questions. If you answer the people who asked will drink. If you don't you drink. Ok?

"That is tricky. What If I lie?

"Like I said. Truth rises. And this night is to people get to know you. This really helps with our line of job. " Clara liked that. "So. I'm the first because I want to drink. How old are you and where are you from?"

"I'm not so young like I want and my home is Minneapolis." Ruth drank.

"I want to know." David started "Are you from natural communities or something? Because you look like so cool and natural" she smiled at him.

"I'm graduated in philosophy and I guess that is a yes because, you already saw philosophy students?"

"My turn!" Jensen asked excited and Clara looked at him curious "Do you have weed?" Everyone was laughing now. "I'm serious!" She smiled and drank without answered that one. Misha and Jensen exchange glances after that.

Of course she had, she just didn't want to smoke with her new work colleagues. That could be bad, if anyone tell to the boss or was too conservative.

"You said." Misha begin looking right in her eyes "That you had a couple of tattoos. Where and what?" Clara raised an eyebrow at him with a playful expression and stood up. She lifted a little bit of her dress exposing her right thigh.

"This is an Owl." Misha observed her light tan thigh exposed a little bit and a black and white draw.

"It is tribal making the Owl?" he asked interested. She nodded. No one could see a lot because she pulled the dress down fast.

"I have this one too" She lifted the dress from her left wrist. It was one little spaceship taking someone from the ground "I love the concept of abduction" Clara explained. Misha laughed at the explanation"The others are hidden.A dreamcatcher in my entire back. Another one here." She touched her right arm "It is one water color draw and said "Some kind of magic" because everyone needs it in their lives"

"You are such a poetry, aren't you? "Misha said with an enchanted smiled at her. "I will drink to that" She didn't know if he was being sassy or serious so she drank too.

Clara didn't know how things get to that, but once more beer and tequila was coming, more fun and personal things were said. She asked to her new friends a lot of things too and in some point off drunkenness buzz she went to the bathroom and was lost in the wallpaper's place.

It was a lot of white and black draws of clowns, trapeze artists and circus crew. So burlesque and magical. She missed her old friends, but was fine for now. Clara looked around and found one pen. Feeling very creative, she just follow her impulse.

Back on the table

"Hey, Clara is taking a lot of time." Donald pointed while Jensen and Rob are singing some stupid thing to Ruth. The redhead was laughing a lot. Everybody on that table was passing the point of drunk.

"Yeah. I will check." Misha offered "Do you remember Samantha? Passed out on the floor." Donald agreed and Misha went to the bathrooms. He saw Clara on the floor and for a second thought his assumptions were right. Only to see she was pretty awake and doing something on the wall. He approached her "Are you depriving the pub?"

Clara jumped and then smiled at him.

"I'm contributing" and waved with her head telling him to come closer. Misha smiled, impressed and a little too drunk. He saw that Clara drew one beautiful and perfect ballerina besides the other members of the crew "She was taking the picture, she couldn't show." the brunette explained to him like a secret "So I made some magic and did her appear."

Clara was so wasted that she begin to laugh a lot. He thought that she was very cute and nice at that moment. For him it was obvious that she had some artist vein for sure. Her doodle was very good.

"Someone saw my pen?" The bartender shouted at the people and Clara begin to laugh like a child. Misha left the pen on the balcony with an accomplice glance to her. In her drunkenness bliss Clara felt her cheeks burning with his smile.

"That will be our secret. You punk." Clara gave him the biggest smile of the night. The men felt his face red like he was a 12 years old boy. Of course he blamed tequila. "Let's going back."

After her little vandalism act she went back to the group. It was one wonderful time. Everyone laughed and get along really well. In some part of the night someone stole a phone and photos began to be taking. The bartender was a friend of Rob and he drive one wasted cast back to the studios. All of them had filming schedule in the next day. Clara's was just in afternoon. Her character, Jane, would meet Castiel and Garth. It would be fun once she already saw they very wasted face.

A/N: So this is the end of first chapter. You will see more of the cast for now. And so much more of Clara's point of view. I felt that it was important for her to be introduced before she met her love interest and everything, I just feel it. And, as explained before. This fanfiction is almost my laboratory, so feedbacks are more than welcome.

Well, be aware, I'm a hopeless romantic with a vein for drama. So, a lot of fluffy and anguish will be ahead of us for now. I don't know if I will update soon. My routine is really busy, but I will try once a week, I hope.

XOXO INFP Girl

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