#who both admitted they didnt take my relationships with women seriously

[theultimatefanficwriter]

Pride Month Headcanons!

So its Pride Month! And as a proud member of the alphabet mafia I wanna give my opinion on all the Danganronpa characters' sexualities! So let's go, starting with THH!

Trigger Happy Havoc

Makoto Naegi- Pansexual. I'm under the belief all protags are Pan. Transgender(ftm). So I have this whole hc that the reason his door was jammed was that the lock was quickly removed when they found out SHE was actually a HE and I just like the hc lol.

Sayaka Maizono- Straight. I just think she has a big thing for Makoto, but other than that she cares for her career more than a relationship.

Leon Kuwata- Bisexual, heavy female leaning. I ship him with Hiro, but honestly this fucker would probably take forever to admit he likes guys.

Chihiro Fukisaki- Gay. Dont really have a reasoning. Just my opinion lol

Mondo Oowada- Bisexual. He mentions trying to confess to girls, but come on. This guy is fruity for Taka.

Kiyotaka Ishimaru- Gay. This dude meanwhile is just straight homo. He's probably closeted in fear it would bring shame to his family name again.

Hifumi Yamada- Straight. I honestly dont think about the guy enough to give this enough thought, but the way he simps over Celeste proves he likes girls at least. Plus he kept calling Alter Ego she, so...yeah.

Celestia Ludenberg- Straight. Honestly I think she'd be homophobic? Idk i really dislike Celeste, sorry 😅 She just gives me those vibes.

Sakura Oogami- Bisexual. I wanna label her as lesbian, but Kenshiro exists 😒 Women leaning possibly

Kyoko Kirigiri- Bisexual. Though i dont personally ship her with any girls, I can see her going both ways.

Byakuya Togami- Gay. And it's a problem with his family, so he's closeted.

Yasuhiro Hagakure- Pansexual. He just wants to love someone, man lmao.

Aoi Asahina- Bisexual. Again, wanna label her as lesbian, but the Bad End exists, showing she willingly got with three guys. And she does ask Makoto to pretend to be her bf. But she leans heavily towards females imo.

Toko Fukawa/Genocide Jill- Bisexual. It was straight until she met Komaru. Then she realized "Oh shit. I'm gay." But she still has a small thing for Byakuya ig 😒

Mukuro Ikusaba- Straight. We pretend the thing with her sister doesnt exist, alright?

Junko Enoshima- Straight. And definitely homophobic.

Wow a lot of bi peeps lol. Alright, onto the next game!

Goodbye Despair

Hajime Hinata- Pansexual. Again all protags are Pan. Fight me, prove me wrong you literally cant.

Ultimate Imposter- Panromantic, Nonbinary, Asexual. Though I call Imposter he a lot, I think it's almost canon they're nonbinary. I just have stupid brain and type he first without thinking. I also dont really have a reason for thinking they're asexual? I just think they are. But they're probably panromantic in order to fit their talent better.

Teruteru Hanamura- Pansexual. He's so painfully pan. He even says his options are, and I quote, "pretty open." Dis bitch gay.

Mahiru Koizumi- Lesbian. Dont think I gotta explain myself.

Peko Pekoyama- Bisexual. She's totally dating Fuyuhiko, but I can see her having small crushes on other girls.

Hiyoko Saionji- Lesbian. Also dont think I need to explain myself.

Ibuki Mioda- Bisexual. RAGING bisexual. Also I can honestly see her being Gender Fluid as well.

Mikan Tsumiki- Bisexual. She honestly needs therapy more than she needs a relationship, and she probably doesnt really understand her own labels completely, but I think shes bi.

Nekomaru Nidai- Bisexual. Homeboy was a little TOO eager to be rubbed down by Teruteru 😏 Just kidding, though I do think Nekomaru is bi. No real reason honestly

Gundham Tanaka- Bisexual. He obviously has a thing for Sonia, and in a perfect world(i.e. my perfect world) he would be holding hands with Kazuichi daily. Speaking of holding hands he basically breaks Hajime's in the FTEs. Gay 🥰

Nagito Komaeda- Gay. He's very obviously gay coded, mostly towards Hajime though I dont personally ship that.

Chiaki Nanami- Pansexual. She loves everyone equally. Honestly she probably doesnt put too much work on her labels and would probably go by any pronouns as well, so maybe Gender Fluid?

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu- Bisexual. Like Leon I think it would take him a while to accept he likes guys, and he probably leans towards girls more, but he's definitely fruity lol.

Sonia Nevermind- Pansexual. Our girl fucks. She dont care who, she just FUCKS. 🤣 But seriously, I think she just sees love as love. As she should.

Kazuichi Souda- Gay. Transgender, (ftm). He's so very closeted, so badly even he doesnt recognize it. He probably even has internalized homophobia, probably because of his father. Not sure why I hc him as trans, I just think it fits.

Akane Owari- Straight. She probably doesnt think about it much. All she knows is she likes fighting, meat, and Coach Nekomaru.

Alright and onto the last game!

Killing Harmony

Shuichi Saihara- Pansexual, Transgender(ftm). Its. THE RULE. I didnt make it. Sue me. Also fuck it I dunno I think it fits with his whole character if he were trans. Hard to explain lol

Rantaro Amami- Biromantic, Asexual. I admittedly dont know much about Rantaro, but from what I do know, I think he would fit well with just about anyone. I dont have much of a reason for him being Ace.

Kaede Akamatsu- Pansexual. She was the protagonist first, so the rule still applies lol. But even beyond that it just fits her. Hard to explain, it just seems like it works.

Ryoma Hoshi- Straight, Asexual. I know on my ship list I said I shipped him with Gonta, but theres a reason that ship was so low. I heavily think Ryoma is straight. It's just the vibe I get from him. Maybe hes bi curious, but idk. As for the ace bit, it's really dark. I hc it's because of the trauma he endured during prison.

Kirumi Tojo- Lesbian. Idk I look at her and I think "Lesbian power. Powerful wlw moments." Dont ask me my brain just does things.

Angie Yonaga- Pansexual. She always seemed like she was flirting with Himiko and lowkey Tenko, and in the FTEs she straight up wants to get married to Shuichi so like....I dunno what you want me to say.

Tenko Chabashira- Lesbian. Literally no explanation needed.

Korekiyo Shinguji- Pansexual. Putting aside the....obvious....he finds all of humanity beautiful, so he most likely doesnt have a preference when it comes to choosing a partner. Just like with Mukuro we pretend that entire plotline never happened.

Miu Iruma- Pansexual. I see her as pretty open to everyone....Yeah. That's all I got.

Gonta Gokuharu- Bi-curious. Honestly I dont think Gonta knows what he is himself. He probably hasnt given it too much thought, if hes given it any. The best I can think of is bi-curious, assuming hes currently exploring his sexuality.

Kokichi Ouma- Gay. I dont ship him with anyone cause I personally think he'd be a bad partner to anyone he got with based off of his personality, but yeah. He gay lmao.

Kaito Momota- Pansexual. THE LUMINARY OF THE STARS IS FOR EVERYBODY! Probably took a while for him to admit he wasnt straight, but then he admitted it with his whole heart, precious thing.

Tsumugi Shirogane- Straight. Fuck I dunno I dont think about her in a positive light enough to care. Sorry I really tried 😅

Kiibo- Panromantic, Genderfluid, Asexual. Like Imposter, I've called Kiibo he all the time, including every story I put them in, but technically they have no gender. So that does make them nonbinary, but at the same time it leaves the opportunity for them to go by any pronoun they want, so I hc they go by all of them lol. I also think they just love everyone, and for the ace bit, unfortunately, robots probably dont have dicks 😔 Even if they did, I dont think he would be very interested in sex.

Himiko Yumeno- Lesbian. Despite her treatment of Tenko, her reaction at the end of chapter 3 shows she cared for her, and Angie. She probably loved them both, so, lesbian for sure.

Maki Harukawa- Straight. Kaito was probably her first ever crush, so I doubt she ever had a chance to feel out if she was anything other than straight. Even disregarding that, I dont think she'd be anything else.

Alright and those are my headcanons for all the Danganronpa characters! As a bonus, I think Komaru Naegi is a Lesbian! No real reason other than Tokomaru is top tier lol.

Now remember these are my opinions! If you dont agree that's fine! Just be kind!

And HAPPY PRIDE EVERYONE! 🥰🏳️‍🌈

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[red-elric]

so ive read fruits basket like twenty times, and over the last couple of years i noticed that, each time, i was drawn more and more to the characters of kimi and momiji, and identified with them in a way that was really confusing to me because i didnt really think i *actually* had a very similar personality to either of them? (discord friends may disagree but, well, this whole post is going to be about people and characters who change up their personality to be more likable.) i got all introspective about it and finally came to a conclusion about their characters that i subconsciously knew already: the key similarity between the two of them and myself is the way we very carefully layer subtle personality masks for ourselves to protect ourselves and to seem more approachable and likable without actually being vulnerable to other people. (other characters in furuba do this a lot too--key examples that come to mind are tohru, kagura, and yuki--but i care more about momiji and kimi so this is about them.)

to clarify a bit what i mean by this, ill start with a personal example. ive always been pretty good at remembering people’s names, especially if i think theyre cool and want to become friends with them, but i noticed around middle school or high school that people subconsciously find it intimidating/stalkerish if you know their name and they cant remember yours, especially if youve only met once. on the other hand, if they *do* remember your name, and you admit to not remembering theirs, they feel empowered and sympathetic to your situation; and if neither of you remember the other’s name, you have a moment of solidarity that can lead to a more relaxed relationship. so, i started pretending to have a manageable amount of trouble remembering the names of people i wanted to be friends with. the first two or three times that i meet someone, at some point i will use “clarifying their name” as a conversation starter, ie: “you’re....[], right?” or “is it []?” this is a small effect of a pattern of behavior i tend to follow: feigning incompetence to gain trust and camaraderie. is it manipulative? absolutely, but harmlessly so. its directly derived from my own social anxieties, but its a relatively healthy way to feel more connected with my peers and to stop feeling ostracized by people who resent me for being “smarter” than them--something i struggled with a lot in my youth. momiji and kimi dont put up the *same* masks as myself, but they are both rather adept at maintaining their own masks, and are both incredibly socially perceptive in the same way that i am: they analyze people’s reactions to their behavior and sculpt themselves to get the reaction they want.

lets take a look at what this means for kimi. surface level, kimi seems pretty cookie cutter--sure, shes a little chaotic, but she fits quite nicely into the femme fatale/dumb blonde trope (even though shes not blonde). but did you know that shes actually at the top of her class? its subtle, but to me its always been obvious that shes actually incredibly intelligent and constantly manipulating people to suit her needs. there are easy examples of this, of course: flirting with a teacher to get a new whiteboard, anyone? but there’s one scene that’s always spoken volumes to me about her character, and that’s the one-off joke where kakeru starts to say some “secret” about her, clearly joking, and she immediately shuts him down by cutting him off with “don’t say unnecessary things!” and elbowing him in the side, all while still smiling cheerfully. the subtlety of this is that, with her reaction, she’s actually imitating their audience: yuki. it’s yuki she doesn’t want to know about whatever kakeru knows, so she shuts down kakeru in a way we’ve seen yuki yell at kakeru whenever kakeru makes idiotic jokes. the physical attack, the angry smile, accusing kakeru of saying something annoying, but that doesnt really matter; none of these are particularly characteristic to kimi, she causes as much chaos as kakeru on a good day, but they’re incredibly recognizable to yuki. her reaction is familiar to yuki, and it invokes an assumption that kakeru is making a lame joke, not trying to reveal one of her deepest, darkest secrets, and it works because yuki would react completely differently if kakeru tried to tell someone about *his* secrets. yuki doesnt pursue the subject further, kakeru bounces back easily and doesnt give it a second thought, and kimi is safe. so, we can tentatively say that kimi has a habit of reflecting other’s expectations to hide her true self.

now, is this one scene enough on its own to prove this idea? of course not. however, when we view her actions as a whole we start to see a pattern. we see several instances where kakeru will say something stupid and kimi will listen, encourage it, or say something just as stupid back; it’s only when he tries to reveal something about *her* that she shuts him down. we see subtle signs of genuine anger when he tries to reveal her secret: the overly violent jab, the tensed vein/angry eyebrows, etc--not very characteristic for happy-go-lucky, flirtatious kimi. and, of course, we have several examples of how she manipulates a) men into buying things for her, granting her favors, leaving their girlfriends for her, etc; and b) women into feeling inferior to her, feeling aggravated with her, and thinking she’s incredibly troublesome but knowing that they can’t argue with the men about it. overall, its not a far stretch at all to think she’s manipulating everyone around her to avoid revealing information about her true self: a proud, intelligent woman who enjoys causing chaos, but is also very manipulative and controlling to the people around her and hates being vulnerable.

momiji is in some ways similar, and in other ways very very different. most people--especially characters in the story with him--tend to put momiji in this “sweet, innocent child” box. it’s not just his height--his fashion, mannerisms, outlook on life, etc are all very reminiscent of someone much younger than he is, and people tend to *treat* him like he’s much younger than he is. even if they know intellectually that yes, momiji is significantly older than he appears, it’s very easy for the older sohmas to treat him as a troublesome but still loved younger sibling--someone to be taken care of, not taken too seriously, someone lovable. i’ve seen several people point out that part of *why* momiji does this is because he subconsciously feels that hes not allowed to act like an older sibling (to momo), so he acts as a younger sibling in an effort to get a similar sort of familial bond without overstepping the boundaries that his family instilled in his mind, and i agree. i believe momiji has a habit of feigning youth to more easily bond with the people he loves. his childish actions and behavior make him easier to deal with, and also give him a little more leeway to do things that would normally frowned upon if he appeared older, ex: sleeping in a bed with tohru, wearing a girl’s uniform top to school, taking any chance he can get to be physically affectionate with people, indulging in sweets and candy, etc.

two things draw momiji’s true personality out of its shell: his growth spurt, forcing people to acknowledge his actual age, and the breaking of his curse. late game momiji, to me, has always seemed bitter, tired, and sarcastic, as opposed to the sweet, energetic, and sincere front he’d put on for most of the series, which is very interesting to me. of course, you’d normally *expect* someone who’s gone through as much as momiji to *be* bitter, tired, sarcastic, etc; however, when he puts his child-like mask on, it’s easy to pretend that he’s this loving, saintly child who bears no ill will towards anyone, who can be knocked to hell and back and still stand back up to smile again. and i do think it’s true that momiji has an incredible capacity for forgiveness and love, but there’s also no denying that he has a limit, and we can see that during his first conversation with akito after his curse breaks. this, i think, is the most raw, true representation of momiji in the whole story; momiji has lost his link with the family he made for himself in the zodiac, he’s been physically forced to grow out of his persona, he’s finally seeing that his primary abuser is really not so powerful after all, and he’s forced to finally confront the fact that, while his curse, the thing that caused most of the troubles in his life, is broken, the impacts it already had on his life won’t magically go away. momiji in this scene seems completely disconnected from akito, who is still caught up in the curse, still desperately trying to hold everything together; in his lowest moment, we can finally see momiji, not as an all-forgiving saint, but as someone who just wants to start over. he’s not happy that his curse ended; id even go as far to say that momiji, out of every zodiac, is the one who most wishes it was still around, for the bond that it gave him with the other zodiacs and as something he could pin the blame on for his family struggles. which is why it is so sad to me that his was among the first to break.

now, yall probably know by now that i am a momimi bitch, so lets talk about them together. most of the people i see shipping them--and i fully admit, this is how i started shipping them--simply just say “same energy,” make a few cute headcanons about how they’d use each other for clout, and call it a day. this is perfectly fine. however, here at Overthinking It Inc., we take it a few steps deeper. personally, i have a hard time getting invested in a ship unless i can see how the characters compliment each other, how they help each other grow, and how they could genuinely enjoy each other’s company enough to pursue a romantic relationship. it took a little bit of obsessive extrapolating, but ive finally figured out just *how well* momiji and kimi compliment each other.

momiji, at the end of furuba, is going through a metamorphosis. he’s been forced out of his childish persona and into the life of an adult rather quickly, and he takes the opportunity to try to become more true to himself. we can see, in the last few chapters, the beginnings of bounds of growth; however, i imagine that there is a significant “awkward” period in his growth. judging from what i know about his character, i believe he would, in his effort to be more honest and confident, overcompensate a bit; he would become overbearing, intense, perhaps even oversharing. he might have a tendency to try to figure out what’s “wrong” with his friends and family, might always be trying to “fix” everything. i could easily see him, in fact, develop a bit of a selfish attitude (albeit rooted in kindness--it is, after all, still momiji); in his journey to stop letting people walk all over them, i believe he might become prone to walking over people himself. he’d have no idea where the lines are, where someone’s limits are, because he never had the chance to test them out in his youth, and because the people in power in his life (his parents and akito) never respected anyone else’s limits. enter kimi: tough, walled off, and incredibly secretive, though she tries to hide it. momiji, with his social perceptiveness, would notice at some point how difficult it is for her to form genuine, emotional connections with others, and would feel the urge to help her, to draw her out of her shell, not realizing that she doesnt necessarily want to be understood, nor that she’s (now entering headcanon territory, be warned) *scared* of those kinds of relationships. she’d take it, for a while, but there would come a time when she’d snap. this would do wonders for helping momiji figure out where the boundaries are, and how to be more aware of other people’s wants and needs (and it is something that tohru, reserved little wallflower that she is, would never be able to do for him).

kimi, on the other hand, has not quite started developing her character at the end of the manga. i like to apply all sorts of believable anxieties onto her: maybe she regrets not having an easy connection with other girls, like she does with boys. maybe she refuses to believe in the familial structure (that momiji idolizes). maybe she’s so used to playing the part of the homewrecker that, when she finally realizes that she’s found something or someone she truly loves, she doesn’t know how to handle it, and always worries that somebody’s going to take it away for her. maybe she views connections with others, or vulnerability, as a weakness, something that could be used against her, and tries to do everything she can to wall people off and hide her true feelings. well, good news for her, momiji is the resident king of loving family structures. family is something he truly loves and understands, from how much he’s admired it from afar, and been grateful for the family he’s made for himself in hatori, tohru, and the other zodiac. he’s well primed to help her understand what a true family is like, that real love is a good thing, not a scary thing, and that it’s okay to be vulnerable sometimes. this big, sweethearted doofus who somehow managed to see how much she was struggling under the many layers of masks that she hides beneath? there’s no way kimi wouldnt fall for him. and she, this girl who challenges everything he believes in, teaches him valuable lessons about how far is too far, and is basically the most fun person he’s ever met? there’s no way momiji wouldn’t fall for her.

i believe the two of them would start things off as almost a play; theyd portray a satire of the ideal male and female celebrity couple rather easily; theyd lean into the standard boy and girl roles almost ridiculously so, drawing attention to the absurdity of the standard relationship and somehow flirting through it. kimi, as we know, likes to pretend to be this helpless, flirtatious, “i couldnt possibly do anything on my own, oh whatever shall i do O3O” caricature of the feminine “ideal” to draw men in; momiji, i feel, would respond to that with a dorky, happy-go-lucky, “i can help you with that, miss ; )” caricature of the masculine, “ideal” gentleman, just for fun. theyd put on a show, for each other, for their peers, and for themselves, but they would eventually run into some troubles (detailed above). things would be tense, but theyd keep up their personas--why would they *ever* admit to their flaws to the outside world, theyre perfect? their friends would notice, of course, but wouldnt be able to do much about it; in the end, the only people perceptive enough to read through the bullshit of one is the other. theyd come to an understanding--spoken or unspoken (with the subtleties of their relationship, its not unreasonable that they could change their entire perspective of their relationship with just actions, not direct words or conversation)--and shift back into their previous, flirtatious relationship, except its different this time. because now, they understand each other, they love each other, theyre practically reading the other’s mind, and theyre perfectly in tune. rather than putting on masks to hide from each other, they wear one together to hide from the world--but, they think, that’s probably enough.

#meta #it me #long post #and i do mean loooooong #kimi toudou #momiji sohma #momimi #please dont criticize me too harshly im not trained in writing and i do this for fun #<3 #fruits basket #fruits basket spoilers

[movedthechangingman]

(1) I am watching atla for the first time and I know why zuko redemption worked while other’s (kylo, catara) failed, Zuko always has honor and was shown to care and make good decisions and be a good person even at his lowest points, like when he cared about his crew or tried to help and save a little kid even though the family and the kid ended up rejecting him, he never did something outrageous and he had time to learn and sort out his feelings before making a turn around and join the gang

putting this under a cut!

(2) azuko always acted upon what he believed was the right thing, once he was exposed to the outer world he learned how awful the fire nation was and the chain of abuse he was living in, he by himself made the decision and has 2 season in order to redeem himself while characters like Cassandra (tangled) and Catra had seasons of upping the stakes and acting more and more awful each time and only one season where the narrative are like “they were under someone else control and they were abused” (3) “so they nice blonde best friend who acts more like their sister and who they were abusing and victim blaming has to forgive them for everything bad they did because they were uwu abused too” and it seems many people like that which fine, if this was characterized as a delicate situation, where it could turns bad, which could turn to be even toxic, I wouldn’t have a problem with, but it is framed as beautiful and as good and as “true love!” (4) without the main aggressors Catra and Cassandra putting as much in their relationship as their blonde counterpart Adora and Raps who are forced to act as a matyr till they get fed up with their friends abuse and toxicity and put their foot down yet they always end up forgiving their abuser’s transgressions by the end somehow, it seems like the classic tale of “if he pulls your hair or means he likes you” which it’s most similar to (5) To the honeymoon or the reconciliation stage of an abusive relationship cycle’s, nothing assures you that the abuse won’t continue on but they sell it out as this wonderful and beautiful love story which it’s plain wrong, and I feel that it doesn’t receives as muy flack because it’s F/F but in reality in a relationship one has to be consistently good and reliable and as a bisexual women I feel like they are doing a disservice and it’s worse because it’s directed towards kids (5) and lastly both Wlw parings were being either outright mentioned or hinted at by the show or crew as this characters having a “sister bound” with Cassandra and Rapunzel Being outright being described as sisters in the show and Catara and Adora being described as that by the crew and with them growing having the same motherly figure and having a clear case of golden and scapegoat child, which coupled with the abuse they suffered at hands of their paternal figure and at each other hands��makes the situation very gross

i have never seen ATLA outside of the first 3 eps but that is the general consensus ive heard. i have also never seen rapunzel TAS but i watched/read a bunch of spoiler stuff for it but i think my understanding is still loose. i also heard that he wasnt a villain very long idk how true that is though. but youre right from what im reading! i think it is important for your character to have an appropriate amount of time to make up for their actions... its also important with these redemption stories for the character to address the things they did, like not a “sorry for the things or whatever” but “i am sorry i did x , x, and x” etc IMO and there needs to be work put into making things right. and the victim should not necessarily be the one pushing them through that...

like i can say for certain if c*tra was a dude there would be a HUGE discourse about the fact that yeah, she really is that “mean because they have a crush on you” BS and whats most horrifying is that it seems like noelle saw NO problem with how she portrayed that relationship and all the guilt and suffering adra went through bc of ctra was really supposed to be romantic. fcking insane. like if it was just a fandom ship w.e.... ppl always gonna ship characters if they hate eachohter... but the actual creators saying its romantic is SO WTF abuse isnt negated by it being el gee bee tee rep and whats awful is i think people REALLY believe it is. not to mention uh your WLW love interest being an physically + emotionally volatile fascist who canonically does not care that she goes out to her way to aid violent takeover of innocents for a dictatorship is already like. huh.

(i mentioned also like even seagawk and mermista - her constant “uuuugh youre so annoying” about him is supposed to be cute apparently.... like noelle posted a pic of her in a shirt that says “im with stupid” pointing at seahawk and... like... that would be funny if they had healthy communication and she didnt seriously treat him like he was an idiot 24/7... but if this was reversed it would be a huge problem and everyone would flip out.)

i never thought catra and adora were written very sisterly since its undeniable that there was a clear attraction between them in the early part of the show but holy fck if the crew did say that.... ugh... although i agree it is really skeevy that their plot revolves around an abusive mother which i feel inforces the “adoptive siblings arent real siblings” pseudo incest trope as much as i think the interactions between catra and adora were not sisterly in how they were written. if that makes sense

i hate to bring up SU but i think it covers this topic really well w spinel - whos so toxic she literally poisoned people - while steven does set her on her path, he does not make himself responsible for her redemption. we get a snippet of that later ofc - where we see that she is trying to become better while also helping the other abusive characters through their change (which we also see is still ongoing - those behaviors havent been fully unlearned - nothing can be fixed that quickly). and most notably the victim (steven) while tolerating them through their attempts at change and encouraging them, does not forgive them and makes an open effort to distance himself even while his abusers still want him to help them 24/7.

whats bothering me the most is not that ppl enjoy these ships bc no matter what people will and you cant stop them but rather that ppl refuse to admit that something they like is abusive - either bc they want to save face as a unproblematic fandom blogger or bc they are 100% unwilling to take critique on something they like, to the point where now ppl wont accept any criticism on she ra at all as a show even if it has nothing to do w the awful excuse for romance.

#Anonymous #iggyanswers #abuse tw -/////

[jaylor]

i hate knowing that the men in my life admit to not taking my relationships with women seriously and not caring or knowing how to explain why they do - you know they just see this as a phase and not a real commitment. like people joke that men like women hooking up and thinking it’s hot but you know they never see wlw relationships as a threat because to them it’s not actually real. that’s where the deep problems arise. they’re just waiting for me to move on to a guy that i fall for and then they’ll finally take my romantic life seriously.

#i'm still reflecting on my two phone calls with two of my male friends #who both admitted they didnt take my relationships with women seriously #just... reality of biphobia in my real life is still hitting in

[missmarquin]

Magnetic, Ch. 1

In the future, romantic attraction is literal: each person is fitted with an electromagnetic bracelet which will pull you to your soulmate. It's hard, wondering who's out there for you. It's harder yet, when you have to come to understand yourself first.

Read on A03, for best quality (Including proper italics and such!)

Domain

‘A magnetic domain is a region within magnetic material in which the magnetization is uniform in one direction.’

Eighteen was a big year for many, but turning twenty is what people truly waited for.

Otabek had never really given it much thought, he supposed. Amita might not have been his initial choice of who he’d want to spend his life with forever, but she had since grown on him-- not unlike a fungus. She was sharp and quick-witted, and he had to admit that his parents had made a good choice. Really, they had. He and Amita just worked together, their relationship didn’t require much effort.

So the ceremonious receiving of the Destiny Bracelet wasn’t so ceremonious for him. He didn’t want to fuck up something that was good for him.

“It’s such a stupid fucking name,” Yuri said through the phone screen. Amita rolled her eyes, as she held the phone out, and Otabek smirked back at the video feed. “ Destiny Bracelet . What is this, some shitty fucking rom-com?”

“Hey now,” Amita pouted, leaning around so Yuri could see her through the screen. “ Some people like shitty rom-coms.”

“I guess you’re allowed to,” Yuri said with a genuine smile. “You’re special though.”

Really, Otabek’s luck couldn’t be better. Yuri was the most important person in the world to him, at the end of things, and he fucking lovedAmita. They were practically partners-in-crime themselves.

“What’s the point anyhow?” Yuri continued griping. “ It’s not like you aren’t getting married regardless. You and Amita are stupidly in love.”

Otabek and Amita shared an amused glance, and he said, “Why not? It’s not like it’s going to hurt me, you know? Besides, Mom is curious.” Not his mom, just Mom, the woman who had seen Yuri once before instantly adopting him as her own. Much to the boy’s aggravation.

Yuri snorted, rolling his eyes. Otabek wasn’t sure that he was stupidly in love with Amita, but he was happy and honestly, that was more than he could ask for. There was a mild fear that the bracelet would want to pull him somewhere else, but many people ignored it anyway. The journey of finding that soulmate wasn’t worth it to some.

Otabek was okay with that. He wasn’t the kind for grand romantic gestures or sweeping adventures. It was less work to stay in his tidy little bubble, and it suited him.

“Are we all ready in here?” A voice piped from the doorway. Everyone turned to meet a middle-aged man, the proctor in charge of attaching and turning on the gizmo. Otabek nodded and he whisked into the room, settling into the rolling stool beside the bed.

“I was I could be there for this,” Yuri muttered. “I wish I could see the annoyance on your face, the moment that bracelet beeps.”

Such a Yuri thing to say and do, to take pleasure in the vexation of others.

“Someone has rehearsal to be at, you know,” Amita chided. “Someone scored a spot in the Bolshoi Ballet Company, so that someone needs to stay put and not burn bridges before they are even built.”

Yuri sighed and Otabek hid a smile behind a carefully placed cough. Yuri wouldn’t listen to him, but he would always listen to her, begrudging as it was.

“Hold out your arm now,” the proctor interrupted cheerfully. Otabek did as he was told and the man fitted a length of cool metal around his wrist. It wasn’t his first time seeing one and it wouldn’t be his last, but he was always surprised by how boring it looked. Just a simple chain of lightweight links, fitted with neat and elegant looking square. The way it worked was a carefully guarded secret, but it worked and that’s all people cared about.

The point of the Destiny Bracelet was to make people happy, not make money and so, the world-wide program had been adopted free of charge. Yuri had always said it was stupid, because it could have made billions. He wasn’t wrong.

“As you probably already know, there’s nothing really needed to know about it’s use,” the proctor said. “It’s waterproof and practically indestructible, so you don’t need to worry about that. It can easily be removed if so wished, and once put back on, instantly kicks into gear again. No fancy buttons or doohickies,” he finished with a laugh. “You ready?”

Otabek shrugged and the man took a thin little tool, about the size of a paperclip, and shoved it into the pin-sized hole on the square. The bracelet beeped, indicating that it was scanning.

The room waited with bated breath, but nothing seemed to happen.

“Beks?” Amita said gently, curiosity full on her face. “Anything?”

“Uh,” Otabek started, lifting his wrist slightly. “No? I don’t think?”

The proctor didn’t seem fazed though, asking, “No tingling sensations? No feeling of being tugged a certain direction?”

“No,” Otabek confirmed. “Nothing.”

“Well, that’s not unusual,” the man said. “It only comes to life if your partner’s bracelet is active. Give it some time and it will start to work, I promise.” He folded his hands into his lap neatly. “Any other questions?”

“Yeah,” Yuri said from the video call, “Who’s placing bets on when that fucking happens?”

Otabek shot Yuri a glare, but Amita burst into laughter. The proctor smiled, before standing and handing Otabek a flyer. “This should give you more in depth information, but don’t hesitate to call, okay?”

Otabek nodded and thanked him, before standing himself.

“Three months till your woman gets hers,” Yuri drawled, “Ten thousand rubles that hers lights up like a damn Christmas Tree in your direction.”

The thought of Amita’s bracelet reacting to his own was a nice thought, but a one-in-a-million chance. Otabek remained hesitant about it, not wanting to get his hopes up.

“We don’t use rubles,” Amita tittered, her lips pulled into a sarcastic smirk. “What’s that about in tenge, Otabek?”

“About fifty-six thousand,” he deadpanned, and half Yuri’s monthly salary. Amita pressed her finger to her chin in thought.

“I’ll accept the bet and raise it, Yuri,” she finally said, a gleam in her eye. “One hundred thousand tenge that his bracelet doesn’t do jack shit when mine is activated.” Amita came from old money and didn’t bat an eye at the outrageous amount.

Otabek started slightly at that, but Yuri was already accepting the challenge before he could process that she had bet against them.

“You’re on, you hag,” Yuri snapped. “It’s pretty fucked up to bet against your own romance though.”

“Plenty of people don’t go searching for their soulmate, Yuri,” she said with a shrug. “Many people already love someone else and stick with them. Otabek and I are no different.”

It wasn’t that he didn’t believe Amita when she said it, but the both of them weren’t the kind to throw around something like lovelightheartedly. When they walked out of the building though, Amita’s hand reached out to find his, squeezing gently as they told Yuri goodbye.

It’s enough to believe that this might actually work.

It wasn’t.

Otabek didn’t know what was wrong with him when he finally came to that conclusion.

The more and more he thought about the silent bracelet on his wrist, the more he realized that he would be okay with it staying that way for the rest of his life. And that he would be a-okay with Amita wandering off and finding her own destined one.

Because honestly, the woman deserved it. She deserved more than a half-hearted romance with a man who just liked her. Like wasn’t the same as love. Otabek understood that now.

“Relationships are fucking useless,” Yuri groaned over the video call.

“I take it that the date didn’t go well then,” Otabek mused.

“It was great, until he tried to eat my face off like some sort of rabid dog. ” Yuri paused to make a disgusted sound. “You know, that was the first time I’ve kissed a dude and honestly I feel sorry for women. Men are disgusting.”

Otabek wasn’t sure what surprised him more-- that Yuri’s first kiss had apparently been with a woman, or that he had admitted that men were gross. “You told me he was gross before you went on the date,” he pointed out.

“Personality wise yes,” Yuri replied, “but Beka, have you seen his fucking calves?”

“Yes,” Otabek said. Yuri had shown him tons of pictures of the company, all the while complaining about every single member.

Yuri rolled his eyes. “You know, ignore that, it’s not like you’d ever fucking agree.”

It came out harsher than he meant, and Otabek mused at the irony of his statement. Otabek wouldn’t consider himself gay, but Yuri never failed to get under his skin when the time accounted for it. That moment wasn’t an exception, with his low-scooping neckline and hair falling around his face like spun gold.

Otabek promptly reminded himself that what he had with Amita was good enough, and not worth risking the only fucking friendship he had.

“So,” Yuri drawled and Otabek’s attention snapped back to him. “Less than a week until Amita get’s her little bracelet.”

Otabek smirked. “Regretting your bet yet?”

“Absolutely the fuck not. Everyone knows you two are disgustingly perfect. You’re almost as bad as the Piggy and Old Man.”

Otabek seriously doubted that, but laughed all the same.

“Are you worried?” Yuri asked.

“Not really,” Otabek said with a shrug.

“What if it’s not you?”

Otabek hesitated, but then said, “Not a problem. Like Amita said, many people stay with those they aren’t meant for. It’s not a bad thing.”

Yuri was quiet for a moment, regarding him carefully through the screen. Finally, he said, “You aren’t the type to do things half-way, Beka.”

It wasn’t a critique, it was the honest truth, and for once he didn’t know how to reply. But as soon as introspective Yuri had shown his face, he was gone, throwing out a dirty joke that he had heard from one of the pit musicians.  

After a long time of tossing jokes around and swapping stories, their call comes to its end. Yuri was clearly tired, eyelids drooping as he tucked into the hoodie that he stole from Otabek years ago.

Yuri had said his goodnight, about to end the call, when Otabek said something else.

“Would it make me a terrible person if I wanted her bracelet to point to someone else?” It wasn’t a planned question, or something he would have ever asked Yuri. His friend blinked slowly, his hand hovering over the keyboard of his laptop. “I wonder,” Otabek continued, “if I’m a horrible person because I might want to pull away.”

“Of course it doesn’t,” Yuri finally said. “It makes you normal. Everyone questions their relationships. Sometimes people are constantly questioning them.” He paused and considered something else. “You’re lucky though, I think. Amita seems the kind of woman tough enough to handle rejection in the end. She’d slap a smile on her face and thank you.”

Yuri wasn’t wrong, and despite his heavy-handed worries, Otabek managed another smile before they ended the call for the night.

Otabek couldn’t dedicate time to be there, when Amita’s bracelet was activated. She came from old money, and despite working, she worked for her parents. They showered her with all the vacation and time off she could have ever wanted.

It wasn’t like Otabek’s family weren’t well of either-- that’s how they had met-- but he didn’t like to dip his hand into the cookie jar so to speak. He worked hard for his coin, and as a result had less leeway.

So that night, he had been in his garage, fixing up a vintage bike for a collector. It was dirty work, leaving him smeared with grease, but he loved it. The feel of the tools in his hand, the way that the engine whined when finely tuned to perfection.

Really, it was all could have ever asked for.

“I take it that it’s been a good day for you, Beks,” Amita said, stepping into his space quietly.

He swiped at his forehead and turned to smile at her, but she seemed distant and subdued. Slowly he dropped his hand, as he regarded her.

Amita fidgeted, she never fidgeted, and Otabek couldn’t help the crease that stretched across his forehead as he moved to speak. But she held her hand out and paused. And he saw the bracelet there, blinking gently in the dim light.

His didn’t blink at all, because it had no call.

She saw his gaze and moved her hand self-consciously, tucking her hair behind an ear. “It’s not strong,” she said, “the pull. Whoever it is isn’t close by. I’m not surprised though.”

“I-- I’m not either,” Otabek replied, but the words didn’t sound bitter. Nor was there dread in the pit of his stomach. If he had to be honest, he felt relieved.

Amita leaned against his workbench. “I know what we told Yuri, but--”

“But it’s not right,” Otabek finished, knowing that’s where she was going with this. He stood, wiping his dirtied hands on a spare rag in his pocket. He moved to lean next to her and she smiled sadly.

“It’s stupid, right? I mean, I want to marry you.”

“I would like that too,” Otabek said truthfully.

“But it isn’t… it’s not right,” she repeated. “I can’t really describe it any other way.” She sighed softly. “I couldn’t deny whoever your soulmate is, you, Otabek.”

He snorted at that. “I think it’s safe to say I’m doomed to be alone, Amita,” he replied lightheartedly. And that was probably the truth. Most bracelets activated within several months, and the longer it took, the less likely it ever would. He was past the point of holding his breath.

She turned to look at him, her eyes flashing. “Why on earth would you think that?”

Otabek rubbed at his neck nervously. “I don’t know, I’m just not the kind of person who does people, you know? I’ve been thinking more and more about it lately, and I think that the single lifestyle would suit me.”

Amita regarded him quietly, tapping her finger against her chin like she always did when she thought. “I think the problem Beks,” she finally said, “is that you just haven’t found your person yet. I would love to be them, but… it’s not fair.”

“Yeah, it’s not fair to you--”

“ To you,” she interrupted. Otabek blinked at her words, her conviction. “You deserve happiness as much as anyone else,” she said firmly.

Otabek breathed an uneasy sigh, rubbing at his neck again. “I’m not holding my breath, you know,” he finally said.

At that, she laughed. “I wouldn’t expect you too. Above all Otabek, you are practical.”

He managed a smile at that. “What will you do, then? Go after him?” He took her hand gently, pulling it closer to see the bracelet. All it did was blink, signaling that it was on.

“I don’t know,” she said quietly. “I’m not sure my parents would be happy. They love you.”

“They love you more,” he pointed out.

She hummed at that, before reaching up and cupping his chin in her hand. “I’ll always love you,” she said quietly. “Despite what this bracelet says, or yours, I’ll always love you. I’m just not the one meant for you, I think.” She leaned forward and pressed a kiss against his brow sweetly. “Who knows? Maybe they’re closer than you think?” She smirked widely as she pulled back and let him go.

Otabek could think of one person that he wouldn’t mind, but those odds were heavily stacked against him. And he wasn’t the kind to dream.

Still, when she left him behind in his shop, his heart didn’t feel heavy. He thanked Amita for her unwavering friendship, knowing that he’d have it forever.

The first year after the break up had been weird.

Amita had decided to go West in the end, following the tug of her bracelet. Otabek had seen her off personally, hugging her tightly at the airport. They parted well, with light hearts and encouraging words. Otabek knew that they had made the right decision, no matter how disappointed their parents had been.

In turn, being alone had given him time to think.

The single life wasn’t so bad, he thought. Amita’s words about how he hadn’t found his someone yet floated around here and there, but he had chosen to mostly ignore them. It was easier worrying about himself, and devoting the time to come to understanding who he was.

Yuri told him that he was stupid, but didn’t press the issue.

The second year was better. The second year, Otabek discovered himself, exploring his freedom. He finally used that vacation time and savings, and hit the open roads on his bike. Not too far though gone, because he never missed his nightly calls with Yuri.

Yuri threw himself into ballet, constantly tired and bruised. And when he wasn’t punishing his body with grueling training regimes, he threw himself into shitty date after shitty date. No one seemed to stick, not that Otabek was surprised. Yuri was as prickly as a summer cactus, and his personality wasn’t much better. Not everyone could handle the abrasive man.

“A huge part of me doesn’t want to get the stupid bracelet, Beka,” Yuri complained one night during their call. His twentieth birthday was looming over them and in a few weeks, he’d know.

“You don’t have to get the bracelet, you know,” Otabek said, leaning back against his headboard. It was a late night and both of them were settling for bed.

Yuri sighed, sitting on his tony mattress with crossed legs. That night he wore baggy sweatpants and a wide-necked black shirt that showed off his collarbones--

Otabek distracted himself by taking a sip from the water cup on his side table.

“I thought about it, actually,” Yuri said. “But then you know, I also keep dating assholes, so clearly my method isn’t working out.”

Otabek raised an eyebrow at that. “Don’t date assholes then,” he chided, smiling.

Yuri rolled his eyes, before falling back against the bed. “How do you do it?” he asked. “How do you just… do your own thing?”

Otabek thought before he answered. “It’s taken time and a lot of thought,” he finally said. “And of course, Amita pushed me, I guess.”

“A cross-country trip to discover yourself doesn’t hurt either,” Yuri teased, and when Otabek looked back at him through the screen, he saw the smirk across his lips. Otabek smiled right back.

“I’ve thought about taking it off,” Otabek continued with, flicking at the metal on his wrist. Nearly three years later and it was still dead as a door nail. Frankly, Otabek had lost interest in waiting. “My soulmate doesn’t define me, you know?”

Yuri hummed quietly. “Don’t,” he finally said. “I mean, at least wait until it turns on, yeah?”

“It probably won’t, Yura,” Otabek sighed. “Studies show that most activate within the first year. I’m probably the rare case of never activates at all . And honestly, I’m cool with it.”

“Well I’m not,” Yuri scoffed. “You can’t tell me that someone doesn’t get Otabek Altin as a fucking soulmate, I won’t take it. You’re too cool to go it alone.”

“You literally said that you admire that about me.”

“That doesn’t mean I don’t think you’re deserving.”

Otabek ran a hand through his hair gently. “You aren’t like me, Yura,” he finally said. “Even though you don’t like people, you crave their attention. You’d never be okay on your own.”

“I wouldn’t be alone though,” Yuri replied quietly. “I’ll always have you, you know.”

Otabek did know, and he smiled. “It’s taken me a long time to get to where I am, but I’m good now. Give yourself a chance too, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” he grumbled. There was a short pause, and then, “Do yourself a favor Beka. Don’t you take yours off either, okay?”

Otabek’s lips quirked into a smile. “Okay.”

“It’s a promise?”

“Always, Yura.”

Despite all of Otabek’s annoyance for his own bracelet, he was excited for Yuri.

He watched through the screen as Yuri sat on the exam table, twitching with apprehension. The phone must have been propped up against something.  “It’s stupid,” he snapped. “I should be at rehearsal, I should be running through forms, hell I’d rather be doing fucking squats.”

Otabek smiled at that. “It’s not the end of the world, Yura,” he said amused. “A few years ago, you were excited .”

“Yeah, until I realized what a drag dating is, and how disgusting men are.” He paused then, his face twisting into horror. “Beka, what if my soulmate is a woman? My life would be over!”

“It could be worse, you know,” he joked. “It could not work at all.” He raised his own wrist in response.

Yuri scowled at him, about to retort when the proctor came in. When requested to, Yuri stuck his arm out, the smooth skin pale against his dark shirt. Otabek watched as the man slipped the chain around his wrist, snapping it closed. And then the tool came out.

Yuri looked hesitant, but his eyes were bright as the man activated the bracelet.

But then they both fell quiet, watching. And then there was a little beep and Yuri’s bracelet blinked. He regarded it with an odd look.

“You know, I wish Amita were watching. I bet her smug ass would have enjoyed this.”

Before Otabek could retort though, there was another beep, this time not through the phone call. He froze and looked down, right as his bracelet flared to life.

#Otabek Altin #Yuri Plisetsky #yuri on ice fanfiction #yurionice #otayuri #otabek and yuri #OtabekAltin/YuriPlisetsky #Alternate Universe

[d-noona]

The Make Over

SUMMARY: When Y/N L/N transformed herself into a striking redhead, the entire male population of Seoul stood up and took notice. But her make over was for Jung Hoseok’s benefit alone. He began to show interest in the new look but not in the way she wanted. Suddenly he was over-protective, perhaps a little jealous. It seemed that the idea of having a relationship with her couldn’t be further from his mind. The girl however wants more. So it was time for an ultimatum. If Hoseok didn’t want Y/N to lose her virginity to another admirer, he had no option but to make love to her himself.

Jung Hoseok x Reader

Auth Note: It's good to be back.

Chapter 07 - Fairy God Mommy

After that nothing could have made Y/N happy, not even when Mrs. Jung returned with her still apologetic mother in tow. Amazingly, Y/M/N was thrilled by the idea of becoming Mrs Jung's cleaner, then estatic when Hoseok explained his refinancing offer.

"Isn't that wonderful news Y/N?" Her mother exclaimed. "Now we wont have to have a stranger in the house. And you'll have money for yourself for a change."

Y/N smiled and said yes, it was wonderful. She smiled all through lunch and laughed when the four of them moved Mrs Jung's living room furniture to new spots, then have to move everything back again to their original places when the end result did not please Mrs Jung's creative eye.

No one would have guessed how wretched Y/N felt. She was a past master at hiding her feelings, especially around Hoseok. But her heart grew heavier as the hours passed. By afternoon tea, she was exhausted with the emotional strain of pretending to be bright and breezy when inside she was shattered. Hoseok's getting back with Tinashe the following Sunday was the final straw.

His eagerness for their reconciliation had been palpable, his body language reeking of sexual frustration as he'd spoken of his time away from Tinashe. He could not wait to jump back into bed with her. Y/N could no longer fool herself. Any attention he'd been giving her had been the result of his boredom, not because of any suddenly selfless maturity.

"You won't forget about the refinancing," she reminded him stiffly when it came time for them to leave.

"Not at all. In fact, your mom is going to provide me the relevant papers this very afternoon. I'll collect them shortly, Y/M/N, and have Sejin get onto it first thing this week, then I'll bring up whatever needs to be signed next Saturday." As Hoseok elaborates what he plans to have his secretary do.

"You coming home next Saturday, are you?" Y/N asked with a weary resignation. Normally, the thought of Hobi being around thrilled her to pieces. Now there was no pleasure in the news, only the cynical thought that of course he was coming home. Had nothing better to do till Sunday, did he?

"Yes, I've been invited to speak at a local business awards dinner on Saturday night. I'm also presenting the prizes" he says.

"How nice." Y/N answers blandly.

"Why dont you take Y/N, Hoseok?" His mother suggested. "The invitation says "and partner"."

Hoseok's instant frown was enough to turn Y/N off the idea, despite her stupid heart giving one last feeble leap. His eyes turned her way then travelled slowly over her. She could actually see his brain ticking away. Dear old Y/N doesn't look half bad now. She wouldn't be an embarrassment to take, not like she would have been a week ago.

"Would you like to go?" He asked her. "It's a black tie, so you'll need a dinner dress."

Y/N steeled herself to do the one thing she'd thought she would never do. Reject the man she loved. "Thank you Hobi," she said with superb indifference, "but I have other plans for next Saturday night."

His brown eyes instantly clouded a small stab of triumph lifted her spirits momentarily, quickly followed by a much stab of despair. Tears threatened and she just had to get out of there. Panic had her glancing around for her mother. "Ready to go home Mum?" She asked, determined to keep up the false gaiety to the bitter end. "I have quite a bit to do before the working week starts tomorrow."

"My working week starts tomorrow too, doesn't it Mrs Jung?" Y/M/N returned happily.

"Indeed it does."

"Thank you so much," Y/M/N went on, clasping her neighbor's hands with her own with rather touching gratitude. "For lunch. And...and everything."

Mrs Jung smiled and patted Y/M/N's hands. "It's I who's grateful. I've found myself a wonderful cleaner and a new friend as well. See you in the morning Mrs Y/L/N."

"And I'll be seeing you later Mrs Y/L/N!" Hoseok called out as Y/N shepherded her mother out of the house. "To get those papers."

"What nice people they are," Y/M/N said on the short way home. "And wasn't it kind of Hoseok to help us out with that money business?"

"Yes, it was." Y/N admitted, but tight-lipped.

A silence descended between the two women as they made their way inside, but Y/N could feel her mother watching her.

"Why didn't you say yes when Hoseok asked you to go out with him?" Y/M/N asked once they were safely alone in the kitchen. "It...it wasn't because of what I said earlier, was it? About not being...well...pretty enough for him? Because that's not true, Y/N. You're plenty pretty enough. And he really likes you. I can see that now. He could hardly take his eyes off you all over lunch, and then later he..."

"Oh Mum, please," Y/N begged. "You don't have to lie. You were right the first time."

"No, darling. I wasn't. I was wrong. Very wrong. And I'm thoroughly ashamed of myself. I was feeling sorry for myself, and I was afraid. Yes, afraid." She repeated when Y/N's eyes widened. "Afraid some man would snap you up, looking as you do now, and I'd be left all alone in this world."

"But today opened my eyes there's Mrs Jung, a widow like myself, but she doesn't sit around feeling sorry for herself. Besides her writing, she plays golf and bingo and bridge. And she doesn't tie that boy of hers to her apron-strings, either. I can see its up to me to make something of my life for myself. I know becoming a cleaner isnt much but at least I'm good at it, and it's a start. I might even go to that hair dresser of yours with some of my cleaning money and become a blonde!"

"Oh Mum!" Y/N exclaimed, a burst of very real joy dragging her heart back out of the doldrums. "You've no idea how happy you made me, hearing you say that."

"Do you forgive me for saying those awful things to you, my dear? I didnt mean them, you know."

Y/N couldnt help but relent. "Of course, I forgive you," she said gently. "I love you Mom."

"Oh Y/N," her mother crued, and threw her arms around her daughter.

Unfortunately , it was not the best of time for Y/N to be hugged. Her mother's display of affection tipped her over the edge on which she'd been balancing for several hours, splintering the brittle control which she'd been holding in her misery. Her shoulders began to shake as sobs racked her whole body. "Oh my daughter," her mother groaned, and hugged her even more tightly. "Dont cry, darling. Please dont cry. Oh, you make me feel terrible. If only I hadnt said those awful things, you would have probably gone out with Hoseok when he asked you. It's my fault!"

"No, it isn't," Y/N sniffled when she at last pulled out of her mother's arms. "Hoseok only asked me out because Tinashe's trying to prove some point or other and she's refused to have anything to do with him for a month. But come next Sunday they'll be back together again, as thick as thieves. Who knows? If she plays her cards right he might even ask her to marry him."

"What rubbish!" Her mother pronounced firmly, startling Hyeonji. "Hoseok is not in love with that flashy bit of goods. No man in love with one girl looks at another girl as he looked at you today."

Y/N was dumbfounded. "But I...I didn't notice him looking at me in a special way..."

"Then you're as blind as he is, my girl. You made a big mistake refusing to go out with him next Saturday night. Now listen here; when he comes over to pick up those papers, you tell him you've changed your mind and you'd like to go after all."

"But...but..." Y/N stammered.

"NO buts. You said he's not getting back with that Tinashe till Sunday. Make the most of what time you have!" Y/M/N pushed Y/N with both her arms on her waist.

"I was just going to say I dont have anything to wear," Y/N smiled weakly.

"Well, that's easily fixed."

"How? Hoseok's accountant can't get us anymore money immediately. And I'm not taking the cleaning money you earn, Mom. No way. One hundred dollars wouldnt be nearly enough anyway," she added with a sad sigh. "A dinner dress, complete with shoes and bag doesn't come cheap these days."

"Would five hundred dollars do?"

"Five hundred! But where?... I mean..." Y/N suprised at her mother.

Y/M/N smiled her pleasure at her daughter's surprise. "You're not the only one who has rainy-day money stashed away, my girl. Come this way."

Y/N followed, fascinated, while her mother led her upstairs and into the master bedroom where she proceeded to lift up the matress and draw out a battered brown paper envelope. She opened the flap and tipped the contents out onto the patchworl quilt. Notes of all sizes fluttered down, mostly fives, tens and twenties.

"I used to hide this is an empty washing powder box in the laundry when your father was alive. But now its safe enough out here. I know there's at least five hundred dollars, maybe more." She gathered the money up and pressed them into Y/N's hands. "I want you to buy yourself a dress which will knock Hoseok's eyes out!"

Y/N hated the wild rush of elation ehich flooded her heart, for she feared she was setting herself up for a disaster of monumental proportions. No matter what her mother said and no matter what dress she brought, how could she seriously compete with Tinashe? It was like comparing a nice little house wine with a top brand french champagne. Tinashe's extravagant self fizzed sparkled. She was special-occassion lady whereas she, was the common, everyday, value for money variety.

When Hoseok looked at her he only ever saw a familiar face. And everyone knew what familiarity bred. Contempt. Never chemistry.

Or was that how he'd seen her in the past? Dared she hoped that her new look had evoked a new appreciation? Y/N had told the truth when she'd said she hadn't notice Hoseok looking at her differently today. But after his news about Tinashe she'd been too upset to notice anything, and had avoided Hoseok's eyes as much as possible.

Could her mother's observations possibly be correct, or was she just trying to make her daughter feel better? She'd been guilty over her earlier less than generous remarks. Y/N didn't want to keep her hopes up. And yet, something was stirring within her soul. Something she'd never felt before. Sometjing rather wicked.

Tinashe had called her a sly piece. Maybe she was right, Hyeonji thought with a steeling of her spirit. Because I am not going to go quietly, Tinashe, darling. Neither am I going to let you have Hoseok back without a fight. Come Saturday night, I'm going to use every female trick in the book.

The trouble was...she hadn't read that particular book yet. She would have to depend on her feminine instinct. The front doorbell ringing startled both of them. "That'll be Hoseok," Y/M/N said urgently. "Now drop that money and go down and talk to him while I get those papers he wants. Tell him you've changed your mind about Saturday night, and ask him what time he wants you ready by. Be cool, though. Not overly eager."

Y/N shocked at her mother "Mum, you sneaky thing!"

"Well there is no point in being easy. Any girl who looks as good as you do can play a little hard to get. Besides, men never want what they think they can have, gratis. They like a bit of a challenge."

Y/N went down stairs shaking her head. Who would have believed that within her own shy reserved mother lurked the makings of a femme fatale? Heaven knew what would happen if the Y/L/N widow became a blonde!

Y/N summoned up a pleasant smile to answer the door, resolving to watch this time for any sign that Hoseok looked at her differently in any way.

"Hello there again," she said. "Mum wont be a minute with those papers. Look, about next Saturday night Hobi, that was rude of me to dismiss your very nice invitation out of hand. I know what its like to go to these things alone..."

She didnt actually, because she's never been to an awards dinner. But Y/N had never lacked imagination. Just think of all those times Hobi had made love to her in her mind. Unfortunately, she began thinking of one those times right at this moment. It was her favorite scenario where Hoseok was concerned. He would bring her home to this door after a serious date and there would be much kissing and panting on the front porch. When she finally unlocked the door, he would push her inside, then scoop her up into his arms and carry her upstairs to her room where a three-foot bed was no barrier to true love.

Her mouth dried as she thought of their naked bodies blended tightly, writhing together. Her brown eyes glittered as they began unconsiously to rove over the object of her desire. Before they reach his waist, Y/N swallowed then cleared her throat. "Er...could I possibly change my mind and say yes?"

He stiffened. He actually stiffened. Why?

"Is there a problem with that?" She asked airily, even while her heart was thudding. He stood there frowning at her. The atmosphere on that doorstep was suddenly charged with a quite alien tension. Y/N didnt know what to make of it except that she found herself holding her breath.

"Hobi?" She choked out.

He seemed to have to shake himself to answer her. "No." He muttered. "No problem. I'll look forward to it."

Y/N had to be careful not to let all her breath out of her lungs in a rush. "Fine," she said with a small smile. "Well, where is this dinner and what time should I be ready?"

"Its being held down at the League's Club, in the Admiral's Quarters. The dinner starts at eight. Pre-drinks at seven thirty. I'll pick you up at...say...seven?"

Y/N nodded "I'll be ready. And thanks again for helping us with the finance business."

"My pleasure." He answered.

But it didn't look as if it was his pleasure. Not at all. He hadn't smiled once since she'd opened the door. Y/N could not make head or tail of his mood, except that it was obvious he had mixed feelings about taking her to that dinner.

She prayed his reluctance was because he'd begun to feel things for her which he found confusing, and not because Tinashe might get jealous if she ever found out. Her mother's arrival at that point steered the conversation to a less stressful grounds. Hoseok left a couple of minutes later and as Y/M/N closed the front door she threw Hyeonji a questioning glance. "Well? What happened? You both seemed tense when I came down."

Y/N shrugged. "I don't really know. I told him I changed my mind abiut the dinner, and he agreed to take me, but not with great enthusiasm. To be honest, I think it worried the heck out of him."

"Well that's better than indifference, Y/N."

Nodding her head Y/N agreed "That's what I was thinking."

Y/M/N patted her daughter's back "Only time will tell."

#bts #jung hoseok #bangtan sonyeondan #international fan girl problems #bangtan bangtan bangbangtan #international playboy #make over #jung hoseok x reader #fluff #smut #jeon jungkook #kim taehyung #kim seokjin #park jimin #min yoongi #kim namjoon #bangtan army #bangtan bangtan bang bangtan #hoseok #triggered

[butchspace]

hi! im sorry if this isnt the blog to ask or if this is triggering (idk what to warn for, comphet maybe??), but i'm in a sort of. """"relationship""" (they started calling me their gf and i was dumb so i didnt shut it down there) with someone who is nb, both male and female aligned, and they're under the impression that i'm pan. i thought i was pan, but doing some soul searching i realized im gay and i thought the relationship wouldnt go as far or as fast as it did (they asked if they (1/?)

could tell their parents we were dating a day after i admitted i had feelings for them, even though i never brought up the idea of a relationship.) and i guess. i always had a sort of feeling at the back of my mind that i wasnt gonna find a girl where we had mutual feelings for each other and that i was better off trying to find a guy or, in their case, guy aligned person i could put up with. but. i dont rly want to put up with them. however they're still somewhat female aligned so i dont really know whether it would be ok for me to break up with them and say its bc im a lesbian. because like, im attracted to women, and they're partially a woman? idk. and they're always calling themself a 'masculine female' too so i worry they're gonna be like "but i'm female!!!!!" about it. how should i bring this up?? i dont really know how to start the conversation since they're not really the type of person it's easy to talk about serious stuff with. (they respond to every serious thing i say with 'oof' or 'rip' so idk how they'd respond to me actually saying something that might. like. get their attention the way a breakup would. sorry this is so long and again sorry if its triggering but i really do. not know how to manage this w/o coming off as bad esp since we've only been together a few weeks. thank you for reading all the way through this though!!! :)

Hey, anon. I don’t think you’re dumb for not shutting this down. It seems to me like they kinda started a relationship with you without really talking to you. I can’t say that I would react much differently. But I do think that this relationship makes you uncomfortable, and I think that should be enough for you to break up with them. You could bring up that you’re a lesbian and if they don’t feel that negates your relationship, you can tell them other reasons why you don’t want to be with them. It sounds like you feel that they don’t take your concerns/emotions seriously, and I think that’s a valid reason to end the relationship. You don’t really need any other reason to end the relationship than not wanting to be in it.I hope my advice helped and I hope talking to them goes well. -mod q

#ask #anonymous #relationships #advice #comphet

[firstpuffin]

Changing elements of existing characters; race, sex etc

I remember when the F4ntastic Four movie came out in 2015 (and seriously, F4ntastic? What is this, the 90’s again?) and we saw that the new Human Torch was… different. There was some concern, admittedly even from me, about this change. I mean, Johnny Storm is white, right? Why cast a black actor?

  Well I could have let that slide without issue as long as they explained, even with just one sentence to not take up too much time, why his sister is white and him black. Yes, there could be a hundred-score reasons why, but it is unintuitive. Since then I have grown up and don’t mind nearly so much, but this “issue” comes up again and again. The new Doctor in Doctor Who is a woman and there has been rumour about a black James Bond floating around for a while. My favourite superhero died and there was a fuss when he was replaced by a black kid; Tony Stark let a black girl replace him as Iron Man (or whatever name she went by) and there was a fuss both times. Are you seeing the pattern?

  Established heroes are being replaced by children!

  I’m kidding.

  But there is always a fuss when a beloved character is changed and I must admit, a black James Bond would bother me. A female James Bond would bother me; the first and least important reason is that James Bond is an established white male character and a lot of his stories would be different if he wasn’t. The other characters in his stories would treat him differently, he would have had different experiences and would not be the same person.

  More importantly though, it’s kind of insulting (not to me mind, I’m a white male) that people seem to think that the James Bond brand is what’s needed to carry a black or female lead. Seriously, we already know that’s not the case, so make a brand-new character who fits your criteria. If you have the rights then put them in the same world as James Bond, sure. That could be fun.

  A female Doctor doesn’t bother me because it works in-world; they established long ago that it was possible to regenerate into a different sex so it’s cool. It works.

  It’s just a shame the writing was crap. Fingers crossed for the 2020 series.

  There were rumours for a while that Spider-Man, no cross that, Peter Parker was going to be gay in an upcoming movie. This didn’t happen and I’m glad. I probably shouldn’t be but I am. See, I let a lot slide in comic book universes because there is the multiverse and as long as we don’t know which universe exactly the story is based in, there is nothing wrong with Peter being gay. But again, why not make a new character who happens to be gay?

  Isn’t it offensive to think that a gay Spider-Man has to be the original?

  This is where Miles Morales comes in. He’s not a black Peter Parker, he’s a brand-new character. And yes, you could say my above argument should apply here, after-all it’s still the Spider-Man brand. But Spider-Man is pretty unique in that there has generally only been Peter Parker. Yes there is Miguel O’Hara in the future and similar variants but many superhero mantles have been picked up by other characters, but Peter Parker is usually Spider-Man and no-one steps up to take his place if he dies or vanishes.

  Except maybe Ben Reilly, Peter’s clone.

  But even if he wasn’t unique, it wouldn’t matter. Do you know how many Spider-Women there have been? Including another of Peter’s clones?

  So when the Peter Parker of the Ultimate universe dies, Miles Morales comes along and tries to pick up the slack. This is just comic book tradition, and it works. I like Miles Morales. He brings a freshness to the Spider-Man story; seriously, screw Uncle Ben I want to see more Uncle Aaron.

  Speaking of Uncle Aaron, I was a fan of Prowler when it was still Hobie Brown under the mask, but multiverse so whatever.

  So changes thanks to the multiverse is cool, as is taking up another hero’s mantle. What else am I okay with? Well for starters, if something is done well.

  It seems a lot of Iron Man fans weren’t too happy with the Mandarin but, and maybe this is because I didn’t know a whole lot of Iron Man lore, I thought that the twist was amazing. That is how you do a trailer. They set up this mysterious terrorist (yawn) who was dominating the Middle East, only for that to be a façade for the real villain. As a twist this is not only amazing but was set up incredibly well.

  And then there is Michelle Jones from Spider-Man: Homecoming who we discover is MJ right at the end. She is quite possibly as far from the MJ we know as is possible but then again, she isn’t Mary-Jane Watson. I really like what they are doing here, using an established character whose relationship with the hero pops up in nearly every iteration, to hint at future sub-plots without actually being the same character.

 So I’ve been pretty positive about the idea of “changing” a character, so why am I bringing this up? Because it doesn’t matter how justified the change is, the execution can ruin it. Doctor Who is a prime example of this.

I was pretty excited to see a woman portray the Doctor because there is a lot in his (I use the male pronoun for a reason) character that you don’t often see in female characters. Matt Smith was amazing at portraying an old man in a young man’s body; he was a treat to watch. Tennant, Smith and Capaldi were all very good at showing a character who was old, who knew, and had experienced, far more than any human could match. He took the lead, got angry when he needed to and had a fire in his belly, a sliver of ice in his heart, usually hidden by a cheerful and possibly forced optimism.

  To see that kind of female character would be new and awesome.

  Instead we had infantile episodes more focused on preaching than actually telling a story. I don’t know if Whitaker can act, I don’t know if she is up to the job of being the Lonely God, because we didn’t get to see it. I’ve been watching the old episodes, by which I mean 1963 onwards and I’ve just revisited the 2005 onwards series’; two companions really has to be the maximum number of companions and if there is a third then they should be the Doctor’s equal. Otherwise the Doctor gets ignored.

  River Song was never just a companion and while you could say that her presence detracted from his, it was in a good way that allowed the characters to bounce off of each other. In series 11 with Whitaker we saw more of Ryan and Graham’s relationship than we did the Doctor herself, that is when they don’t pause the episode to dump exposition onto the viewers (I’m looking at you, episode 3).

  Of course as far as I’m concerned, the greatest sin occurred in the second episode: she gives up. The Doctor gives up. For no good goddamn reason. Okay so there is a reason. Her time-machine, which has been coming and going for centuries isn’t there at that very moment! She didn’t see it disappear, not to return for another hundred years; it just wasn’t there yet and she knew it was due any moment. What the fu-?!

  Who is this woman? Certainly not the Doctor who chases away fleets of spaceships with a speech.

-what a speech- 

  How about another example? You may have heard of Spider-Gwen (don’t worry she doesn’t actually go by that name, that would be stupid), her series is based on Earth-65 as opposed to the mainstream series which is Earth-616 (who numbers these?). I don’t want to talk about her, although I totally could. I like her and what they wanted to do, even if the execution was poor. No, I’m bringing up the Earth-65 Captain America: a black woman called Samantha Wilson.

  The agenda behind that can already be practically tasted but I prefer not to whine about such things and she seems okay as a character. My problem is that if she went through the same process as Steve Rogers, which she did, then why isn’t she ripped like Steve? Seriously, that guy is jacked in virtually every incarnation so why isn’t she? Because she’s a woman and thus her biology is different? I think it’s safe to say that that is BS and the only reason she isn’t covered in rippling muscle is because it wouldn’t look sexy.

-seriously? Trump is Modok? He’s even quoting Trump! Urgh, the taste of agendas-

  Men can be huge but women? Nope.

  I don’t mind Gwen not being massive, depending on the artist then Peter can be pretty skinny too. But double-standards much?

 I’m going to close up here. I don’t mind changes to established characters so long as it makes sense: taking up the mantle of a superhero, an alternate universe or possible in the established canon; I do however think that rather than changing an established character, a new character should be made. But while I often like to see these new (or sometimes “new”) characters, I will not force myself to like something if the execution is poor.

#first puffin #opinion #comics #comic books #doctor who #james bond #character design #agenda #race #sexuality #13th doctor #spiderman #spidergwen #miles morales #multiverse #f4ntastic #fantastic four #captain america #thosetagswilldofornow

[pokefanbri]

https://www.facebook.com/104057744428568/posts/156998459134496/?sfnsn=mo&d=n&vh=e

Fucking told him its a huge red flag if someone doesn't get rid of their apps. Multiple apps. Smh 😠 "oh yea i don't use them anymore" proceeds to use fb dating app" for real come on bro!

Some comments of the post:

"If you have to be checking up on your Partner then you shouldn't be with that person.. Idk how people have time for all this .. love yourself and know your worth.."

"If you're in a serious committed exclusive relationship you should not be on tinder. That's how I met my fiance and as soon as we said we are gf and bf and exclusive we both deleted it. Honestly if I was her I would have broken up with him too"

"a person also has a right to trust their gut feeling and check things out if something's not feeling right. Knowledge is power"

I've already discussed this but this news clip further validates my point of the topic, nothing more. I could call him out on hs bs further with detail, but I won't....yet, out of respect even though he probably doesn't deserve it. Til he reaches me & apologizes for everything he's done, i can say whatever tf I want & i could make a whole damn list.

Its the events of this what happened that started our downfall to begin with cuz i didn't trust him & he didn't even try to gain it back just left it as is when I could've turned my back right then & there, no apology either. Didnt apologize much actually, not even when i last saw him. But from then we spiraled & he got bored of me. I wasn't giving him what he wanted in whatever way & he wanted to find more. Closed himself off from the beginning & that created his boredom 😒

Would've had a blast together like a normal fucking couple if he was less closed off, & wouldn't have felt the need to do shit behind my back.

I'll stop talking about it for now, I have the anger & urge to keep going but I wont...actually no Screw it im pissed 😡 but ill keep it light. Its just not fair, I did so much for him but I was disrespected in different aspects of the whole relationship. Fuck! I've talked about the positives alot cuz i do love him..but the negatives are such bs too.

I want a good ass sincere apology for all of it so I can forgive him & move on, ive already apologized myself even though I dont think I should have to 😒. Didnt even give me a straight answer for the breakup, it was always a different excuse when I know he just wanted to pursue other women without me around im not fucking stupid. His own toxicity was too much even for himself & I was in the line of fire, to where i was the toxic one? No fuck that its unacceptable, he always lied when it came to covering his own ass.

For all i know he's watching me squirm & taking pleasure in all the pain I'm going through over him cuz he likes the attention. But no I actually don't think so on that one he's still good & ill give him credit where its due. But I gave him all the attention he wanted/needed & still wanted more from someone else. Really dude fucking really!?

Man up & own up to your mistakes, speak to me where I can actually hear ur voice speaking back to me with sincerity. We'll apologize together. Yea ull be pissed about this, but after u get over it & calm down. Give in & call me, granted when ur ready, & open up for once in your damn reserved life. Itll help us both with more closure & may even take a weight off our shoulders if we just talk it out, no arguing...since we're done there's no point anyway..a friendly non judgment zone cuz idc, i won't think of u any less.

U confused me during & especially after the relationship cuz i didnt know who u really were, i know the good cuz that's what u allowed me to see, ive accepted the bad that I knew already & from what ive learned...i accepted u regardless.

I always forgave u & not cuz im passive, cuz forgiveness is what the Bible teaches.. ive forgiven u & myself the best i could especially with the last things ive showed u, (accept this part cuz im pissed rn & standing up for myself, ill delete eventually maybe if u ask cuz nobody wants to be seen any less of a person. but I can make it alot worse, calling me the mistake was the worst thing u ever said to me & pointing out your faults so u can be better throughout the relationship was my only toxicity to u) we actually never really fought except the 1 time, just argued a tiny bit rarely about little things.

Ive tried using every ounce of my courage to show u how much im sorry for any wrong ive done. but its up to u now to make things right. U know me, ive always said that u can talk to me about anything. I want to be able to trust again & move on whilst staying friends. What else do u have to lose, might even have a great heart to heart convo dude to dudet

Everything ive ever said up to this point lies all my Questions. But here's most of the list, we both were equally in control of the relationship. Maybe u didn't want me to? But doing everything I had to for myself & the household, what u & ur parents wanted of me & just me being me cuz i had to, u had your own part to play & did provide...but did u actually not want me to cater to u if it were a sign u were lazy or something? Like did u not feel worthy of me? What is it u think is my "addicting personality" that isn't fixable on the surface? What is it really that u didnt like about me? This is why i don't have closure, u left me like this, confused as well as wanting more since u held back so much. Was that on purpose to give me even more false hope & want me to pine over u? Did u ever or do u still, love me at all? What did u want from me & out of the relationship, what was the purpose of it from ur perspective & why do u think i couldn't give that to u? What did i lack that u felt compelled to not tell me so I could improve & vise versa so we both could improve? Why wouldn't u allow me to help u become a better man when (I shouldnt have to btw), its exactly what u wanted but maybe didnt see it? Do u realize your own faults even as u do them? Lol. Like i genuinely want to know as much as the good ive seen, cuz to be better the more open of a person u are the more u understand yourself too.

Unless claiming u want to be a better man is part of ur alluring charm in love bombing process to land a caring girl on purpose lol...god I hope not, that would just mean u rinse & repeat like a for real narcissist 🤔 seriously tho look into that im not even kidding, im asking cuz i care. Im pissed now but 1 thing is that im trying to not put ur behavior against u cuz maybe u can't help it, its just the way u are, all ive seen & experienced points to maybe 50% of u lol. Ive always suspected narcissism, a real psych problem that might be worth looking into. But yea 1 of the reasons especially why im so forgiving & trying not to put it against u, why i still care despite u being a dick lol. I chose to look past it, all the time & up to now cuz I understand what its like to have psychological ailments. The worst part about it is most dont realize it, so i encourage u to do some research & self reflection & admitting it to urself are the 1st steps. Okay? There's different kinds & levels to being 1 too, i found that fascinating. bryan is definitely a different type, ur more lighter than that...definitely not the worst which is the physical harm type. Trust me its worth finding out more about yourself, just dont use it to ur advantage in a bad way but i trust u to do right & grow. Not sure a discarded supply (ie me) has ever tried telling a narcy what they might be for the benefit of their own self awareness 🤔,idk if its ever been done, but theres a 1st for everything? U can find alot on it in quora digest alone but Google is also ur friend.

You always were worth every effort of mine to help u in any way to be happy, & i was most happy when u were. U mean alot to me still, its the effect u had on me, I was under ur spell lol its hard to rid myself of it still, not sure when it'll pass. I chose to see it as a gift rather than a curse, that ur effect on me is still so strong when I shouldn't give a damn. If u really are a narcy, then I understand & don't put alot against u cuz its just the way u are & i need to accept it, but if it somehow helps u to help yourself cuz of it, then whats the harm? But, even in doing this or having my socials public for u...maybe just feeds into what u want...i still dont care, I want u to see how bad or good im doing without u in my life, so u know im okay at least. U promised friendship, least I can do is allow u to keep tabs on me too we spoke of, on my end of things.

The 18th of June was the last time i saw u. It'll soon be a month ago in about a week & a 1/2 & your birthday would mark 2 months. Cant believe we couldn't even last through to that 😔

Mark my words playa I will be contacting u on that day lol. Can't ghost your homie forever sweetie

[archivedmusesbyr1x1]

Long Time

Nadia was making her way through the Gala that she didn’t want to attend, but she put on a brave face. She was grabbing a glass of champagne, when she saw a familiar face. She walked over in his direction with a smile on her face, “Ethan Dupree…long time no see? Where have you been hiding out? I haven’t seen you at any of these events in years.”

Ethan was definitely unhappy that he had to attend this gala. He normally skipped this sort of things, but his parents were forcing him to go seeing as he was the Crown Prince and all. He was getting a drink when he heard a familiar voice. When he saw that it was Princess Nadia, the woman that he was destined to marry, he smiled despite of himself. “Oh, I’ve been here and there. Busy man and all. How have you been, Nadia?”

Nadia smiled, hearing his answer, “Busy huh? I’ve hear about how busy you’ve been.” She heard a lot about his playboy ways, and it didn’t really bother her, because she wasn’t so innocent herself, but apparently they were destined to marry and she knew they would have to talk eventually, but not right now. She wasn’t ready to be tied down, and it was obvious that he wasn’t either. “I’ve been well, busy as well.”

Ethan had to laugh at Nadia’s comment. Apparently she knew what she’d been up to and it sort of felt like she was cheering him on. “Hey, a guy’s gotta do, what he’s gotta do, right?” He didn’t know that she too had been busy however, that part was a complete surprise to him. “I didn’t know that you’ve been busy too. Good on you, Nadia. Gotta get you some too, huh?” He laughed.

Nadia giggled, “That is true, and I don’t blame you for getting yours now, because I will tell you, once we are supposed to settle down, there will be no extra curricular activities for you Mister.” She laughed and shrugged her shoulders, “Thanks, I am not going to let you have all the fun.”

Ethan had always tried to shirk the topic of marriage, but when Nadia brought it up, he oddly didn’t feel weird about it at all and the thought of spending the rest of his life with her didn’t freak him out one bit. “Of course not. That’s why I went out to have my fun now, you know.” He smiled at her and laughed at the comment. “I can see that and I’m glad you’re having fun.”

The fact that they were so comfortable talking about their other relationships, made Nadia feel a little better about eventually marrying him. She was getting to the point where she was going to be ready to settle down soon, so she wanted to make sure that he was ready as well. “I am glad to know that you take the sanctity of marriage as seriously as I do.” She smiled, “So are you having fun tonight?”

“Of course, I do. I’m not an asshole.” Ethan told Nadia with a laugh. Despite his reputation, he knew his duties and he wasn’t the kind of guy who would go out of his way to hurt anyone, especially not when that someone was Nadia. They might have not been in contact, but after just one conversation, he could admit that he actually liked her as a person. “I am now that you’re here with me.” He told her with a beaming smile on his face.

Nadia chuckled, “I never thought you were, I just wanted to make sure you knew what I expected.” She was sure Ethan was a good guy, and although they were just getting to talk to each other for so long, she could tell that despite his reputation, he was a good guy. She smiled, “Such a charmer you are, I bet you say that to all the girls.” She teased.

“Well, turns out our expectations are the same, so I wouldn’t worry too much if I were you. My playboy ways will cease as soon as I put a ring on that finger.” Ethan smiled, gesturing to her ring finger. “Never thought I was charming, but to answer your question, I only say that to really pretty girls.” He flashed her a wink along with the comment.

Nadia gave Ethan a nod, “Good to know, because I am not going to have other chicks running around, thinking they got a chance with what belongs to me.” She smiled, “I may not seem like it now, but I am very possessive.” She giggled, and shook his head, “Well I am glad that I fit in with the really pretty girls.” She could tell that he was trouble, but she didn’t mind trouble. “So what made you come to this event? I mean you have skipped these for the most part?”

“Woah, possessive much?” Ethan teased, acting like he was surprised. He couldn’t lie and say that he was one to share either. He understood that most royals have affairs after they were married, but judging by the looks of things, he had a feeling that he wouldn’t even have to think about that. Nadia looked like the kind of woman who could satisfy his needs both intellectually and in the bedroom. “You don’t just fit the role, to me you’re the prettiest one here.” He continued to flirt. “Duty. My parents made me do it. Can’t say that I complain though.” He winked at her.

Nadia nodded and smiled, “I am very possessive, and I am not ashamed to say it. I just know what I want, and I make sure that I get what I want.” She was trying to let Ethan know what he was getting himself into when he married her. She smiled, “Well I do know how to take a compliment, so thank you. I’m glad that I could catch the eye of such a handsome man.” She flirted back with him. She nodded, “Same here, but I don’t mind getting all dressed up.” She giggled, “You are such a smooth talker, no wonder you have so many admirers.” She looked around the room at some of the women staring and giggling at him.

“Lucky for you, I don’t mind a little possessiveness. I find it sexy.” Ethan winked. He couldn’t actually believe that he was flirting with Nadia. He hadn’t seen her since they were children and although he was resolved with the fact that he would have to marry her, he never thought that she could be as cool as she was presenting herself. It was nice to know that he was not going to be marrying a boring woman. “Ah… So you think I’m handsome. At least it goes both ways and I’m not just giving you the compliments.” He teased, smiling a little brighter. “You dress up well and I’m telling the truth, not trying to smooth talk you.” He winked and looked around the room, following her gaze, “As long as I have your admiration, I’m more than happy. No need for any other girl to admire me.”

“I guess that is lucky..for you, because I wasn’t going to change who I am.” Nadia smirked, not tamping down her sass, it was who she was. And if he was going to marry her in the future, he needed to know what he was getting himself into. They were really hitting it off, and she was a bit surprised by that, but she was happy, because at least she knew they would get along. She smiled and nodded, “I do, I give people their props when they deserve it, and you are handsome. I am glad, because I told my parents that if you grew up to be not so handsome, this was never going to happen.” She laughed, and blushed a little as he continued flirting with her. She stuck a little pose as he complimented her again, “Thank you, I do take pride in my looks. Well for now, you have my attention..for now, so now it’s up to you how long you keep it.”

“I never asked you to change. If you did, I’d be appalled.” Ethan really liked Nadia like this. She wasn’t scared to speak her mind and he found that sexy. Not that he was checking her out or anything… Oh, who was he kidding? He was definitely checking her out. And he liked what he was seeing. “Well, lucky for you I grew to be a dashing Crown Prince.” He struck a pose and let out a laugh. He didnt know why, but he really wanted to impress her and make her laugh. It was really important to him. “You wound me, Nadia.” He feigned a gasp and placed a hand on his chest. “How could you not want to give me all your attention. I’m mean, look at me, not only am I dashing, but I’m cute as well.”

Nadia was glad to hear that Ethan liked her for who she was, and didn’t expect her to change. She was not sure she could be with him if he did ask that she not be herself, “Well I would never want you to be appalled, so I will just continue to be me.” She laughed, and was seeing him in another light, and was feeling good about them being matched together. “I am very lucky, but we still have to see how dashing you are.” She teased, already knowing that he was more than she already thought, and he was indeed dashing. She laughed, “You are silly, but it’s refreshing to see that you are not so stuffy and snobby.” She tried not to laugh at him, “I’m sorry Ethan, I didn’t mean to wound you.” She giggled, “I will give you all my attention, because you are cute. But now that you have it, what are you going to do with it?”

“Good, you should never change who you are for anyone.” Ethan truly meant that. He didn’t want a princess that was meek, he wanted one with a backbone and Nadia definitely had that. “Oh, I can definitely be dashing. I just haven’t shown you my full potential yet.” He said, winking at her. When she laughed at his silly antics, it made him really happy. He swore her smile could light up the world. “Me? Snobby and stuffy? Never…” It was true, he couldn’t be like that even if he tried. Actually, his whole family were pretty laid back by royalty standards, so he was no different. “That’s okay, I guess.” He pretended to sigh and then for the first time, he moved into her personal space, ducked down a little and then whispered, “You could dance with me.” As he was saying that, his lips accidentally grazed her cheek and he felt an unexplained energy buzzing in his body. He pulled back to look at her, and when he did, he knew. “You’re my soulmate.” He said with a surprised look on his face.

“Glad I wasn’t planning on doing that.” Nadia smiled and was glad that Ethan was a man that wanted more than arm candy as his Queen. She didn’t doubt that he could be dashing, so when he said he had more, she wanted to see. “I can’t wait to see how dashing you could be.” She gave him a warm smile, and she was being very serious about seeing him being dashing. She was relieved that he wasn’t stuffy, “That’s good to know, because I wasn’t raised that way, so I wouldn’t know how ton Ethan entered n be that way.” She was surprised when Ethan entered into her personal space, but she didn’t mind. She smiled when he asked her to dance, but before she could answer, his lips grazed her cheek, and it was as if someone lit a match throughout her body. She was on fire, and she stepped back away from him, and saw the glow all over him. She knew exactly what was going on, and apparently so did he. “You’re my soulmate…” She repeated back, “Wow…didn’t see that coming.”

Ethan couldn’t believe that this was actually happening. He knew there were soulmates out there, it was rare, but it wasn’t like he didn’t know. What boggled his mind was the fact that he had one and she was the woman he was destined to marry. He supposed, he shouldn’t be complaining about it since she was beautiful and they connected, but the sudden revelation left him speechless still, and it looked like Nadia was the same way. Not really knowing what to say, he rubbed the back of his neck and said, “I guess it could be worse, right? I mean, you could be mated to some ugly guy with no personality.” He laughed at the comment after the fact, only because he felt a little jittery.

This was something that Nadia didn’t expect to happen today. She was just planning to come to the gala, and have a good time, but here she was face to face with not only the man she was destined to be marry, but he also turned out to be her soulmate. She looked at him, with a new look in her eye, because now she was taking him in. She smiled, “It could be a lot worse, I mean at least I enjoy being around you, and we seem to be hitting it off already, so I think it could only get better from here.” She was trying to be calm, but her heart was fluttering, knowing she met her soulmate.

Before their skins grazed, Ethan had already found Nadia desirable, but now, he was seeing her in a completely new light. There was a glow about her, one he could only associate to them being soulmates. He looked around and although his eyes were seeing other beautiful women, his heart and head was drawn to Nadia. It should have freaked him out, and yet, there was a calmness about him knowing that the woman before him, the same one who was destined to be his Queen someday, was the one he was supposed to bond with. Eventually, she would be his everything. “I agree.” He answered her, staring into her beautiful face. “I can’t get over how differrent you look now. I mean, I thought you were beautiful before, but now…Wow.”

Nadia blushed at Ethan’s compliment, and she totally understood what he was talking about, because she was seeing him in a totally different light. He was already good looking, but now he was downright desirable, and she could feel the draw to him now. It was just weird knowing that she was looking into the eyes of her soulmate, the one she was going to marry. Now she wondered what would happen now that they both knew. Were they going to just get together now, and move towards marriage? “So…now what?”

Ethan was not lying when he said that Nadia was beautiful and he simply couldn’t keep the thought to himself. The words came naturally, he wasn’t even ashamed of it. In that moment, he felt like he could look at her for hours and never grow bored. Of course he couldn’t do that, not now at least, she’d probably find him creepy. Her question brought him out of his trance, he smiled at her before answering, “Now we can do whatever you want. Since we’re soulmates and would someday marry, we should get to know each other. You can ask me anything and I will try my best to answer you.” ‘In the mean time, I’ll just stare at you for a bit longer.’ He thought as he did just that.

Nadia nodded knowing it was a good idea for them to get to know each other. It wasn’t kike they were going to get married right away, but they could see what they liked and disliked. “I would like to get to know you, and see how much we have in common.” She smiled, and took a gander at her future husband, and she liked what she saw. He was definitely a handsome man, and if his reputation was true, she was going to enjoy him in bed as well, but that would be for much later. She smiled when he said she could ask him anything, “Okay, well do you want to get out of here and go talk somewhere more private?”

Ethan smirked at Nadia’s response, liking the fact that she was eager to get to know him as well. “That’s great then. Like I said, you can ask me anything. No holds barred.” He meant every word because he too would like to know everything about her. What her likes and dislikes were and what made her tick. He couldn’t stop himself from teasing her a little upon hearing her request. It was just too easy. “That sounds like an invitation for us to do more than just talk.” He retorted cheekily. “But, I promise I’ll behave,” he raised his arms in a surrendering gesture before leaning close to whisper, “Unless you don’t want me to.”

Nadia smirked, and shook her head, “I will agree to that same thing, so feel free to ask me anything.” She shook her head, and knew that he was trying to tease her, but she wasn’t going to let him have all the fun. “Damn, am I that transparent?” She giggled and moved up and touched his chest, “And if I wanted you to behave, then I would just talk to you right here.” She smirked, and then moved to his ear, and whispered, “We are just going to talk…for now.” She smiled, and started to walk away.

As much as Ethan wanted to behave, he couldn’t keep himself from teasing Nadia. He liked that she could dish it out as well, it intrigued him. Instead of cowaring back or blushing like most women, she teased him right back, stunning him speechless. She was already walking ahead of him before he could even come up with a response. He blinked once, watching the curves on her body as her hips swished side to side when she walked and then he was striding towards her, catching up to her. “You sure know how to leave a man speechless.” He said with a laugh. “Where exactly are you taking me by the way?”

Nadia smiled, and wondered how long it would take Ethan to meet up with her, and thankfully he didn’t take that long. She smiled at his comment, “I try.” She smiled and gave him a wink, “I think we could find a private place, maybe on the balcony?” She smiled and walked towards the big double doors that led them to the terrace, “So Ethan, are you actually looking forward to becoming King, or is it more of something you dread? I mean being King is a huge responsibility, and something tells me that you are not too into being responsible.”

Ethan laughed seeing Nadia’s response, she’d winked at him as if it was not a big deal. “Cool.” He responded, walking beside her to find a place where they could talk. Her question had him thinking of a response, he’d never really thought about that. “If I’m being completely honest, I’d much rather be a second son. When you become King, everything hinges on your decision. What you do or in my case, order your people to do could affect their lives, so it weighs heavy on my shoulders. But I think having a wise Queen helps too. That way, if I’m being an idiot, you could correct me or better yet, slap me upside the head.” He laughed.

Nadia was very interested in hearing Ethan’s response to her question, if she was going to be his Queen, she wanted to know what she was getting herself into. She listened to her, and appreciated his honesty. “I could understand that, being a second son is a lot less stressful, but honestly, I think you would be a great King, because you understand that fact, so you won’t take your decisions lightly. And yes, you will have a very opinionated Queen by yourself, that is not going to be scared to tell you when you are messing up, but I will always respect you as my King.”

Ethan was being completely honest. If given the choice, he would rather not be the Crown Prince. A lot of responsibilities came along with that title and sometimes he felt like he wasn’t worthy of it. Why should he be given the honors when all he did was be the first born? Still, he wasn’t scared of it. He’d been brought up with that expectation and when the time came, he would just have to deal with whatever that came his way. “You think so?” He asked, a little taken aback by her confidence in him. “That’s good to know too. I will need someone on my side. Not only that, I need someone who can tell me the truth.”

Nadia could understand Ethan’s reservations about being King, it was not an easy task to have, but she could see that he was someone that could handle it. And not just because he was the first born, but because he was chosen to be in that position. She smiled and nodded, “I do, and think you are going to be a great King.” She bumped his shoulder playfully, “We’re destined to be married, and apparently soulmates, so I am not going anywhere, and I promise to always tell you the truth.”

For some reason, Ethan felt like he could do anything with Nadia by his side. Her words of encouragement bolstered his courage and he knew then that fate had bonded them for a reason. She was going to be his greatest ally, someone he could share every bit of his life with. “That’s good to know.” He smiled kindly at her and shot her a wink. “I promise that I will the best man you will ever be with.” It seemed like the promise was too heavy a burden to shoulder, but if he could lead a nation, than he could definitely win her affections too.

Nadia never thought too much about her soulmate before, or even getting married one day, but she always said whomever that person was she ended up with, she was going to be there for them, and support them any way she needed too. And now that she found out that both were Ethan, she knew that he was going to get all her love and support. He promised to be the best man for her, and she thought that was very sweet of him to say, and she wanted him to fulfill that promise. “I will hold you to that, and I will vow to you to always have your back, and always be honest with you, even when it hurts.” She was very sincere with her words, but she had to chuckle after awhile, and she looked at him, “Why do it sound like were are marrying each other right now.” She laughed.

Ethan could only nod when Nadia made her promise. She sounded sincere and he could feel his heart singing with every word she’d spoken. “It does sound a lot like that, doesn’t it?” He smirked. “Anyway, I’m glad that we know-” He was about to finish his sentence when he was interrupted.

“Prince Ethan, there you are. I’ve been looking all over for you.” Clarissa greeted with a pout. She looked to the right and saw that HER prince was not alone. “Oh and who is this?”

Nadia was enjoying the conversation with her soon to be husband, but it was still a little weird. Knowing this was her soulmate and her King was a lot to take in, but Ethan was so genuine and nicer than she thought he would be, and she found that refreshing. She turned when she saw Lady Clarissa walk in and address Ethan. She assumed it was one of his many admirers. She smiled when she asked about her, “I’m Nadia.” She simply said.

To say that Ethan was annoyed would be an understatement. With Clarissa here, his mood quickly went south. Serves him right for deciding to have a fling with her when his friends warned him against it. “Clarissa, what are you doing here?” He asked, his tone stern. “Princess Nadia is my fiancee.” He added on to what Nadia had said hoping to get rid of the woman.

Clarissa didn’t like the look of the other woman. She was too chummy with her prince and it took everything in her not to snatch her bald. “I came here for you, silly? I’ve missed you” She said to Ethan with yet another pout, choosing to ignore Nadia or whatever her name was. Her stomach dropped when she heard his next line. “-She’s your fiancee?”

Nadia could tell that Ethan was not in the mood for Clarissa, but she was not going to meddle. This was something that he was going to have to handle on his own, and she was curious to find out how he was going to handle it, because it would show her how he would deal with this sort of thing in the future. She was shocked when he introduced her as his fiancee. Technically that was true, but he hadn’t properly asked her, and she wanted to be properly asked. For now, she was going to go along with him, because she just told him that she was going to have his back. She stuck her hand out to Clarissa, “Yes, his fiancee, it’s nice to meet you. Was there something you needed to tell him?” She wrapped her arm around him, and rested her head on his chest.

Ethan forced himself not to cringe. Clarissa was being whiny and trying to make it look like she was more important to him than she really was. He’d made it clear that their relationship was casual but clearly she didn’t get that. “Clarissa, you know how I feel about all this. Why are you pushing it?” He stated with a raised brow. His attention went to Nadia afterward. He was thankful that she hadn’t made a big deal out of what he said. Yes, they were bethrothed but they also needed to reconnect. He needed to make it up to her. He pulled her a little closer when she came into his arms and rested her head on his chest. “I believe Clarissa was just leaving.”

Clarissa was not happy at all now. Ethan was acting like he didn’t even care about her. Yes, he did say that they couldn’t be together, but he’d also slept with her just last week too. “Why are you being so mean to me?” She whined, her anger growing when the two embraced. She looked at the hand that Nadia extended but instead of taking it, she stomped away, upset by the whole conversation. She swore though that this wasn’t going to be the last time she would see Ethan. One way or another, she was going to get him and make him hers.

Nadia rolled her eyes at the way Clarissa was whining, it was so annoying and actually a pet peeve hers. She was a strong woman, and the last thing she ever wanted was to be a whiny woman to a man. She could see that Ethan wanted to do with Clarissa, but she also put the blame on him, because he was the one out here catting around, and got with her, so now he was going to have to deal with it. She put her hand down when Clarissa stormed away, and laughed as she moved away from Ethan, “Was it something I said?” She laughed even louder, and shook her head, “So, you and Clarissa huh?”

Ethan felt like he would prefer being deaf versus having to listen to Clarissa whine. The sound of her voice grated his nerves and he couldn’t be happier that she’d walked away. What surprised him was Nadia’s reaction, he thought that she might have wanted an explanation, instead, she was laughing. “Stop… It was a mistake.” He chided, although he couldn’t stop the smile from spreading on his face. “I really should have listened to my friends when they told me that she was bad news, but nope, I just had to be stupid.” He laughed.

Nadia continued to laugh, there was no way she wasn’t going to tease Ethan about this. She shook her head when he admitted his friends tried to stop him, and he slept with her anyway. “Sometimes your friends do look out for your best interest. And if you paid attention, Lady Clarissa is known for doing whatever, and whoever to change the title in her name to something a bit more royal. And apparently she sees Queen in her future with you.” She laughed and shook her head, “I hope you don’t think it is over with you and her, she is very persistent.”

As much as he was embarrassed by the incident, he couldn’t help but smile. At least Nadia wasn’t uptight about the whole thing. “I know, but you should know that I tend to not listen to people. I like to do things my way. I guess this time, I’m the one paying for it.” He cringed at the thought of Clarissa as his Queen. She would be terrible and he would end up miserable. “I can tell you now, she’ll never been Queen, at least not mine. I already have that part taken care of. She’s standing right in front of me.” He knew he shouldn’t have said that, but as he stared into her beautiful eyes, everything seemed to fade. All that he could see was her. He couldn’t even form a retort about Clarissa anymore.

Nadia laughed and shook her head, “Why does that not surprise me about you? I just had a sneaky feeling that you don’t like to listen to other people, and I think that is fine sometimes. But other times, you should listen to them, because they could be leading you down the right path. And make sure you listen to the right people….and by that, I mean me.” She smiled and blushed a little as he called her his Queen, and although she knew it was going to be true, it still felt a bit weird hearing it. “I guess you do…” Was all she could say, and knowing that she is going to be his Queen, was a bit surreal. She was not the first born daughter, but she was promised to him, by her parents, because of reaction they were supposed to have had when they were younger, but she didn’t remember it.

“Because I have stubborn written all over my face?” Ethan offered with a laugh. “I know I should listen to other people’s advice, but half the time, I just want to do things my way. It’s becoming a problem.” He smiled and leaned close to her. “But for you, I’m willing to bend my willfulness.” He shot her a wink because he’s just the sort of man to do that. When he noticed that Nadia was taken aback by what he’d said to her, he suddenly had the urge to kiss her. But he wasn’t sure if he could go there yet. Not unless she made the first move.

Nadia laughed, “I don’t know about that, but I do know that you should definitely stay away from the likes of Clarissa, because she is all about changing her title.” She felt her breath hitch when he moved into her personal space, and said he would bend to her will. But she couldn’t let him think he had the power over her, so she had to create that sass back at him, “I know you will, because I have ways to make you bend…” She smirked, and knew she was playing with fire, but Ethan was someone she knew would get her personality.

Ethan nodded, smiling, although he knew that deep down, he was a stubborn man and normally didn’t listen to advice, he didn’t mind doing so now for Nadia’s sake. “You don’t have to tell me twice about her. She’s a pain in my a-” he stopped himself from saying that word"-behind and I know what she’s after, so I’ll definitely stay away from her.“ The lightness between them subsided and suddenly the urge to kiss this incredible woman became a little too much for him to handle. He swallowed, took a deep breath and said, "Really? What way is that?” He had moved even closer to her, his face just mere inches away from hers.

Nadia was relieved that Ethan knew about Clarissa, and was going to stay away from her. “That’s the best decision you could make.” She giggled as he moved closer to her, and she didn’t know why she wanted to suddenly kiss him, and if she was reading his vibes correctly, she felt like he wanted to kiss her too. So she was going to let him see that she was not afraid to make a move when she wanted something. “Like this…” She leaned in and kissed him.

Ethan didn’t know where he got the courage from, but he didn’t really care at this point. Nadia was easy to flirt with and he really wanted to kiss her. He could only hope that she caught his drift. Luckily for him, she did. When she kissed him, he reached for her, pulling her flushed against his body before cupping her face in his hands. He deepened the kiss, allowing their tongues to clash together in a heated kiss.

The moment their lip touched, she felt that connection they had even stronger now, and it sent her body into a frenzy. She didn’t know why she felt such a strong urge to kiss Ethan, but she did, and she was glad she did. He was a great kisser, and she was happy to know that once they were married, she would never have a problem kissing him. She wondered what he was good at, but for now, kissing was going to be all that happens between them tonight.

Electricity buzzed around his body as Ethan kissed Nadia. This must be what it felt like to be with your soulmate. Well, he wasn’t actually with her, this was more of a test run. If everything went as he planned, he knew that sex with her would be explosive. Eager to feel as much as her as he could, he ran his hands along her body, ending it on her ass. He gave it a hearty squeeze and continued to kiss her.

Nadia smiled against Ethan’s lips, when she felt his hands on her ass, and gave it a squeeze. “You are an ass man huh?” She giggled, but didn’t do anything to move away from his grasp, if she was being honest, she actually liked it. She kissed him again, and was deepening it more. They continued making out, until they needed to breathe, and she looked him in his eyes, “That was good…really good.” She smiled.

Ethan had wanted to feel Nadia’s ass ever since he started talking to her. She had a bangin’ body and maybe he was being a pig, but in the short time he’d been around her, his mind quickly went to the dirty. He’d imagined, bending her over a surface and watching her ass bounce as he fucked her. Fuck, just thinking about it now had him growing hard. It was getting to be too much, so he pulled back to answer her. “How could you tell?” He teased, squeezing her ass again. Their lips melded together again, tongues clashing together unapologetically. “It was good, but it could be so much better.” He stated as their lips parted, but he was back at again. This time holding her even closer to him, not caring that she would be able to feel his raging erection.

Nadia didn’t mind that Ethan liked her ass, she was glad that he found her attractive, especially because he was her soulmate. She wanted him to like her, and there was no question that he did. And she was so glad that he was so attractive as well, because she could see herself with him down the road. She giggled at his comment, “Just a hunch.” She squealed as he squeezed her ass again. Their kiss was getting hotter and hotter by the second, and she was getting more and more into it. But she had to pull back, because if she didn’t stop now, they could go to a place where she didn’t want to go to on their first meeting. She rested her head on his forehead, “That was definitely better, but we need to stop.”

Lost in a sea of lust, Ethan couldn’t bring himself to think with his first head, the second head was in charge and that part of him wanted to ravish the woman he was kissing. She was soft and eagerly kissing him back. What was a guy to do? Walk away? Not likely. But then the spell broke and she was the first to come to her senses. Damn… Even so, he had to respect that. “Yeah, we should.” He said as he moved his hands back up to her waist and breathed in deeply trying to get his mind straight. “I didn’t expect for this to happen so soon, but I’m definitely not disappointed.

Nadia didn’t really want to stop kissing Ethan, but she knew that if she didn’t they would go so much further than she had planned. He was fine, and she could see herself easily getting swept away by him, and for now she needed to stay strong. But she knew with the fire between them, when they did go there, it would be explosive. She smiled, “I didn’t either, but I have no regrets. You are a great kisser.” 

Pride filled his being when he heard the compliment. Ethan had heard that a thousand times before, but never mattered much. It was different with Nadia. The more she liked him and what he was able to give her, the happier he became. “Thank you. You’re not slacker yourself. That was the best kiss ever.” He stated, flashing her a wide smile. “Anyway, I think it’s best that we stay away from private places. That way I’m not tempted to kiss you again.” He laughed.

Nadia smiled, “Good to know that I am not a slacker in the kissing department.” She giggled at his compliment, “I would have to agree with you about that. It was the best kiss I ever had too.” She nodded, “Yeah we can stay away from private places…tonight.” She knew after kissing him tonight, she was going to want to do it again, so staying away from him in private was not going to be possible. “Because I know I am going to want to kiss you again.” She was never one to hold back on what she was feeling, so she wasn’t going to start now.

Ethan was taken aback by Nadia’s confession. He thought that their kiss was good, but for her to say that it was the best kiss for her as well, the statement made him smile even brighter. “You probably shouldn’t have said that. It makes me want to kiss you again.” He teased, unable to help himself. “But I’ll behave-” ‘for now,’ he thought and then cleared his throat. “We should rejoin the party.” He held out a hand for her, “Shall we?”

Nadia giggled, “Good, I was always told a lady should keep her man wanting more, so I did my job.” She couldn’t believe how easy it was to talk to Ethan, it was so natural, and she was glad. She never wanted things to get awkward, and if this was how it was always going to be, then she knew they would be just fine. She nodded, “You should behave, we are royal after all.” She chuckled, and took his hand, “Yes we shall.” She let him lead her back to the party, “I do hope we see each other again soon Ethan.”

When Nadia took his hand, Ethan felt a sense of completeness surrounding him. Again, he attributed the fact to her being his soulmate, but after getting to know her and sharing a passionate kiss, he wasn’t freaked out anymore. All he could feel was calmness. He walked with her, heading back towards the party. “I promise I know how to behave myself. Besides, we’re not yet officially engaged, until then I will have to learn to keep my hands to myself. The last thing I want is to sully your good name.” He said with a gentle smile. “Of course we will. In fact, I plan on visiting you soon. If you don’t mind it, that is…”

Nadia had no doubt that Ethan would be able to behave himself, but did she want him too, that was the question. “I am glad that you will behave yourself. But does that men that after we are officially engaged, you will no longer behave yourself?” She smirked, and shook her head, “Thank you for being concerned with my good name, I definitely don’t want people to think that the Princess was out here being scandalous with the future King.” She was a little surprised that he wanted to visit her soon, but she was also happy. “I would like that, please let me know how soon you can come.”

Ethan laughed, his mind going straight to the dirty. If only she could read his mind, she would probably slap him silly. “Well, I could behave. Unless you don’t want me to that is.” He shot her wink and laughed a little louder. “Would it be so bad if that were to happen though? I mean, we both know that most royal marriages happen out of duty. There’s no passion there. It might not be so bad for the world to see that we’re not like those couples.” He stated, smiling at her. “Great. I promise I will not keep you waiting for long. I have a summit to attend the day after tomorrow and then I should be free.”

Nadia actually blushed at Ethan’s comment, because she knew that she wouldn’t want him to behave all the time, but for now, he needed to behave. “There is a time and a place for everything.” She smirked, and shrugged his shoulders, he was right about other royal marriages, “I am sure a lot of people would like to see more royal couples caught up in scandal, but we all know how that would turn out, you would be the stud, and I would be the hoe, so there would be no scandal with us. But I promise, the people would know that we have passion in our marriage.” She winked at him, and smiled, “That sounds good, I will make sure that the staff gets a place prepared for you at the castle.”

“Hey, don’t ever say that…” Ethan took her hands in his and looked her deep in the eyes. “No one would ever think that of you. If anything, they would know that I’ve seduced you. I mean, my affairs are always on the tabloids, right? So no, you won’t be known as a hoe. I won’t ever let anyone think that of you.” He didn’t like where the conversation was going, and he sure as hell would never allow his future wife to be known as anything other than a Princess, HIS Princess. “I’m sure we’ll be able to convince them of that.” He smiled in reference to their passion. “That would be great.” He wanted to stay and chat with her a little more, but his assistant was calling out to him. Sighing, he looked back at Nadia and said, “It looks like duty calls. I’ll see you next week.” Before leaving, he placed a kiss on the back of her hand, shot her a wink and walked away to fulfill his duties. Things were definitely looking up for his future.

“It’s the truth Ethan, and we know it, but it’s not a big deal, we are not going to find ourselves in the tabloids for something we actually do anyway, so it’s fine.” Nadia liked that he got so riled up about that, it showed that he cared, and she liked that about him. She knew that no one was going to have any doubt of their passion once they saw them together, but it was nice to know that he felt the same way too. She smiled when his assistant called him, “Yes, duty calls. I will see you next week Ethan.” She smiled, and turned to see her ladies in waiting looking and smiling at her, and she rolled her eyes, “Cut it out, and let’s go.” They all giggled, and headed back to the party.

#Ethan x Nadia

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Tips to dating in 2017

I know what your thinking, "Who needs dating tips?" If your in a relationship OBVIOUSLY this isnt for you. I write this for the single people, not just females, but anyone who is freshly out of a relationship, those who are just tired of the same old experiences and looking for something real, or those who have no idea where to start in this new age era of dating online. Mainly I want to share my experiences with the world. If my words can help anyone, even just a little bit, or make someone laugh and forget about the terrible day they had, then one of my life goals will be accomplished. if your still reading this you must be seriously bored.. Just kidding and honestly thank you to those that decided that this was worth the time. So for a little background on me and why I decided to spend my valuable (not) time putting this together. I am a serial dater. Yes I admit it. Phew, first step to quiting your problem.... Anyways, ever since I started dating at 14 years of age, (if you can call it that when your that young) I never went more than a few months without a boyfriend. At 16 I met who I thought was the man I would someday marry. 6 years later, I woke up and realized that I wasted most my young adult life being a housewife without the big shiny ring and the bragging rights. Well I lasted about 4 days before I was back on the saddle and thinking I was in love again. I of course wasnt. After that ended, I entered another long term relationship. 4 years and a hell of a lot of tears later, I ended it and here I am now. Sitting here pouring my thoughts into Tumblr, knowing full well that no one will ever read this. But im doing this not just for others. Im mainly doing it for me. I made a New Years resolution to stay single all year. Theres been a few hiccups over the first month of the year, but so far still single. Its important to prove to myself that I do not need to be tied down, that I can be my own person and do things without a MAN. ( For clarification, I am in no way shape or form a feminist) Every woman should be comfortable with who they are, and shouldnt have to rely constantly on the male species. Dont get me wrong, I love guys! Who doesnt? Their manly smell, their muscles and of course the all important Penis. Although I enjoy the company and presence of a man, I also want to get down to the real nitty gritty, the foundation that is me. I need answers to important questions like : Who am I? What can I accomplish on my own? And most importantly, What talents do I have to share that will leave my own personal mark on humanity? No answers yet, but eh, its only been a month. Now to get down to the good stuff: Online dating. Ive dabbled for a few years with it. I learned a lot, and not always the easy way. Nonetheless, I would like to leave some imparting (and possibly humorous) words of wisdom. Over the time ive spent online, browsing through guys like a damn Ikea catalouge, I have come to the realization that NO ONE IS EVER AS THEY SEEM. No, dont argue. I do not care if youve added them on facebook and stalked them on Snapchat. CAMERAS CAN LIE. I dont care if he looks like Channing Tatum and Mark Wahlberg had a wacky (albeit ingenious) science experiment and they had a devestatingly handsome baby. Keep in mind filters and angles can make just about anyone look good. That goes for both men and women. Yes ladies im talking about you. If you arent comfortable enough with yourself to let a stranger see the real you, then how do you expect to truly find someone who loves you for you? I am not completely heartless, nor am I a virgin to using a snapchat filter a time or two (or five) but there are ways to keep it real and get away with it. You may be wondering why I brought this up? Heres why: I have had more than once, met some one online, thought they were handsome in their photos,(Yes photos can be altered, but I always look at all photos. They may not show the real guy behind the profile, but there is always a lot you can infer from their pictures. but i will touch bac on that at another time.) Back to my story, I usually am very good at picking out the phonies from the real. Like I said earlier, ive got some experience in this area. So the other day im bored talking to people online and this one guy hits me up wanting to hang out. He was super sweet and his pics werent too bad so I decided to roll with it and take him up on his offer. We talked for a week and to me thats better than most guys who just send a HEY and then ask for nudes. He came to pick me up and when i met him in person I was a little bit dissapointed that his pictures online didnt seem to really look like him too much. But im not shallow so I decided to give him a chance. He was a sweetheart and absolute gentleman, but i just wasnt attracted to him. If theres no chemistry, theres no chemistry. Plain and simple. Cant force it. Anyways, two hours later he dropped me off at home (we just sat and talked the whole time.) Overall i enjoyed the experience but in the back of my mind I knew he wasnt what i was looking for. Not that i know what that is, but maybe someday ill find that story book romance. The kind that takes your breath away and covers your skin with goosepimples. (meh, a girl can dream right?) The sad part is that i considered myself almost a pro at weeding out the guys who i know are a waste of time and those who arent. I had kissed more than my fair share of toads. Like the first time i tried online dating... (Hilarious flashback) I had just started out on this dating app, after getting my heart handed to me extra well done, and i obviously had no clue what i was doing. this kid(i think he lied about his age cause i thought he was 21 or 22, but in person he looked 12) starts chatting with me. We find out that we both liked to smoke and he seemed cool. He wanted to meet and i was lonely and depressed enough that i agreed to let him come over. His profile pics made him look like a redheaded justin beiber and i thought to myself, now brittany, youve never ever had good luck with redheads. But i chose to ignore that side of the brain. He called me unable to find the address so i met him outside. He got out of his car and lets just say, Justin Beiber? not even close. The kid knew that if he did his hair just like beibers in his photos, hed get more girls. But what he didnt realize is that if your going to use that to your advantage, maybe take the time to do it outside of just for your profile pictures. So, he asks what i would like to do, and i can already tell im not going to like this kid. Mainly because he was very indecisive, and i had to eventually tell him what we were going to do because i got tired of getting in and out of his car. So we decide to chill and smoke. My close friends know i can be a bit of a snob when it comes to marijuana. But i was born and raised in california. When your used to the best, other stuff is almost unsmokable. The entire reason i agreed to meet him may have been selfish on my part, he did say he would bring some and i hate smoking alone, so i guess i deserved what happened next. He pulls out his bag and then apologizes because he only brought a nug with him. But after i smelled it and looked at it i told him to forget it and we would smoke what i had. I could tell he was a little immature just from him trying to converse with me. It was obvious he thought this would be a hookup. He was like a teenager on prom night, bouncing around, nervous and looking for an excuse just to touch me. Of course he would be leaving disappointed. Not only was he starting to annoy me, but he brought crappy ass weed to my apartment. If you are a stoner, then you know how insulting that is. Somehow, amid his incessant chatter, a spider had made it to his face and was hanging off his nose. I couldnt stop staring at it! I wondered while he continued to talk, if he felt it at all. I was so fascinated by it i think he finally noticed and tried to slyly wipe at his nose. It took him three tries before he managed to rid himself of the arachnid. And cruelly i had wished it would bite him just so he would leave. As if my lack of effort in his one sided conversation wasnt enough of a clue that i wasnt interested, he then proceeded to sit next to me. He complimented me and then asked if he could kiss me. I didnt even reply before he leaned in and tried to toungue my closed mouth. I couldnt help it, I laughed. It was like kissing a relative. Not in an incestuous way, but in a awkward and not enjoyable in ANY way. I could tell i hurt his feelings when i pushed him away (the laughing part didnt help either) but at that point i was ready to enjoy the rest of the night with my favorite person: me. Luckily he finally got the hint and announced he was leaving because i obviously wasnt into him or having a good time... I was a little taken aback. I didnt think he could tell that i was getting fed up. I felt bad and lied to him, claiming exhaustion was the reason. Well it didnt work so he finally said he was just going to leave. I was too relieved to care. Needless to say i never talked to him again. Not that he didnt try! You would think a guy would take a hint and find someone who actually liked him. But thats what the block button is for, haha. (yes i know im heartless) And that leads us back to rule #1: Dont always expect to see the guy in the profile picture. 9 times out of 10 they took the pic when they were in highschool 5 years ago, or they angle it just right that you cant tell if theyre obese or not (again, not shallow, ive dated guys of all sizes) Or they just dont know how to take pics at all and look terrible in all of them. OR my personal fav, the guess who. (its where most of their pics are of them with other guy friends, most the time hotter friends, so you spend all this time trying to figure out which one is the actual sn: bicycleman007 or some lame shit. Only to spend the next 10 mins scrolling until i finally find an alone shot only to reveal that he wasnt the one on the left that i thought was hot. (ok this thing is getting longer than i thought. Time to wrap it up lol) One last thing that I think is just as important if not more so than rule number one: Rule #2: TRUST YOUR GUT. No exceptions, no excuses. JUST DO IT. 10 times out of 10 my gut has been right. That May be just a tad bit of an exaggeration, but seriously you will not feel guilt or regret when you follow your gut. Everytime i have followed it, I jump up in the air and do a dance because i was right and i did the right thing and felt so amazing afterward. The unfortunate times i failed to listen to that tiny inner voice, ive wanted to kick myself right in the tit. with boots on. But oh well, you live and learn and grow from it. Or vent on a blog with my absurdly long post. (just for those certain opinionated people, im not always right, everyone experiences things differently and in their own way.. this is just my experience. take it or leave it but dont be a douche about it. lol) Well thats it for now, but i will be putting more of my crazy experiences and tips for dating later. -b