#Hummm….the wife？

[ose10251112]

[evil-gang-system]

excited for when azure is gonna release. not excited for when im gonna have to Stun Him as two time.

[the-fiction-witch]

As Do I P5

Media - EPIC The Musical Saga Character - Prince Telemachus Of Ithaca Couple - Telemachus X Reader Reader - Princess Y/n of Zakynthos Rating - 17 Word Count - 1010 Tags - (If you would like to be tagged in this series do just let me know) @sunshinewhosketches @dorkyfangirl24 @persephone-reblogs

Telemachus awoke to the golden sun streaming in through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. The gentle sound of waves lapping against the shore served as a soothing backdrop while melodies of birds filled the air, heralding the arrival of a new day. He stretched luxuriously, yawning quietly as he ran his fingers over the soft, cool sheets, seeking the familiar warmth of his beloved Y/n. Yet, to his dismay, his hands encountered only the empty expanse of the bed. The absence of her tender skin, the delightful scent of her hair, and the sweet curls that always brushed against his cheek left a hollow ache in his heart. Slowly, he propped himself up on one elbow, surveying the room with a growing sense of unease, hoping to find a glimpse of her presence, but the space felt desolate and still, a stark contrast to the vibrant world outside.

“… Y/n? … Y/n?” he cooed slowly, pealing open his eyes. But he immediately swooned at the sight of Y/n.

She stood at the foot of his bed, the morning light filtering through the sheer curtains and casting a warm glow around her. Her thin, lavender nightgown cascaded softly over her figure, the delicate fabric slightly translucent in the morning sun. Strands of her hair fell in gentle disarray, tousled from sleep, creating an effortless frame around her face. As she stretched her arms high above her head, the gentle rise of her chest accentuated the graceful curve of her back. She let out a long, adorable yawn, her lips curving into a sweet smile, eyes sparkling with the promise of a new day. The soft rays of the sun kissed her skin, adding a touch of warmth to the stillness of the morning.

“Hummm…” he sighed happily, “There you are, my darling.”

“Umm, Good Morning, Telemachus,” She smiled over her shoulder,

“It would be a good morning, but I have not had my good morning kiss.” He whined slightly, pouting his lips,

“Oh?” She laughed, “Are you asking for a kiss, my love?”

“Mhm,” He smirked, hooking his index finger to beckon her to him,

Y/n laughed and hicked up her nightgown to kneel onto the bed, She slowly crawled down the bed to sit on his stomach. Before she leaned down and kissed his lips softly and tenderly.

Telemachus happily wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back, fluttering his eyes closed as he bit back his moan into the kiss. When he slowly pulled back he smiled so happily at her and rubbed the tip of his nose against hers. “I adore you, my darling.”

“I love you too, Telemachus,” she cooed. She kissed his nose before she climbed out of the bed once more.

“Nooo, don’t leave me,” he pouted playfully.

“I have to go and get dressed.”

He rolled his eyes and scooted his body down the bed until his feet found the floor, keeping the sheets across his hips to conceal him but not as desperately as he had. And he wrapped his arms tightly around her. “My darling Y/n,” he laughed, “I want my sweet wife to be in my arms as long as I possibly can. I do not want you to leave my arms.”

“I know Telemachus, but I must do my hair, get my nice dress, so I look beautiful to meet with your mother today,” she told him, as she turned to face him.

He scoffed, “I am the prince of Ithaca.” He smirked, “I will have the maids go to your rooms and fetch you a beautiful dress, all your combs and hairties, and jewellery. Anything my Darling requires to make her feel even more beautiful than she already is.”

“I don’t want to be a bother-”

“No, no bother. My princess will be taken care of!” He nodded. “And then I get to watch you get ready.”

“Alright,” she playfully rolled her eyes.

“That’s my girl,” he cooed, kissing her softly.

Telemachus sent maids to Y/n’s room to fetch all the things she needed to get ready for the day. Once they arrived, he happily sat down on the bed and watched Y/n.

“Telemachus!” She warns,

“What?” He smirked,

“I need to get dressed.”

“Yes?”

“And take my nightgown off.”

“Oooooh,” He smirked,

She rolled her eyes, taking her dress and going behind the shelves.

“But darling,” He whined, disappointed he wasn’t able to watch her, “Fine.” He cursed as he got to his feet and began to dress for the day himself. As he put on his robes, she re-emerged.

Y/n wore a delicate light blue dress that danced gently around her ankles, the fabric caressing her skin as it caught the soft morning light. Adorning her were shimmering silver chains that glinted softly at her neck, wrists, and waist. She approached the mirror with a graceful poise, her brush deftly combing through her hair, which fell in gentle waves down her back, reflecting hints of sunlight.

Telemachus, having finished securing his sword at his waist, the leather hilt polished and gleaming, couldn't help but smile at the sight. The intricate patterns of his own jewelry sparkled in the light as he stepped closer. With a warm, protective gesture, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into an embrace that conveyed both admiration and affection. “How dare you.”

“What?” she laughed,

“How. Dare. You. Look. SO. Beautiful!” He smirked, “You will make the most beautiful princess of Ithaca.” he smiled, helping to put her hair up, “And the most perfect queen someday.”

“You think so?” she nervously asked, pulling some of her hair down to cover her eye.

He pulled the hair away from her face and putting it up again, kissing her cheek softly, “I know so.”

“Thank you, Telemachus.” She cooed, nuzzling into his chest,

“You’re welcome, my darling,” He smiled, kissing her forehead. “Are you ready?”

She nodded,

He nodded, tossing his cloak over his shoulders, “Come on, let’s let my mother meet her future daughter-in-law.”

[lol-jackles]

tumblr /jenmishperceiver/747567018487726080/i-think-if-anything-put-the-final-nail-in-the> I've seen this assumption before and imo it's spin: Jensen said repeatedly that he told the group he wanted to think about the script, went home TO HIS WIFE and said he was uncomfortable, who then suggested calling Kripke, ect // In all the retellings, I've never actually seen it said Jensen fought with the writers OR EVEN TOLD THEM and Jared he was uncomfortable until AFTER he'd changed his mind to agreed

Bitter Destiel shippers are those kinds of people who fall for IRS telephone scams.

You're correct, Jensen never said in any of his retellings that he fought with writers nor did he tell them or Jared he's having a hard time "digesting" until AFTER he talked to Kripke and was convinced by Kripke that "Carry On" was the right ending for fans. You know, the real fans who watch the show for what it really is: Sam's hero journey with his beloved brother, Dean.

That said, while you're correct that it's Jensen's job to sell the concept, he has also been pitching a Dean-led spinoff for years. Remember his "dream" (X) that he pitched during the SPN press junket?   I didn’t side-eye his PCA campaigns or his pursuit for Dean-centric storylines, but I did raise my eyebrows at his ballsy move to publicly pitch his post-Sam projects in front of Jared and Misha. What does the jenmishperciever's Anon say about that? Hummm?

Actors are always pitching their project ideas, they're just a bit more subtle about it. I'm certain Jensen had hoped the "dream" would catch on with the fans and they would campaign for it. Except not even AAs were down with the idea. Casual fans even less so. Lucky for you I saved the screenshot from the article:

Reading through jenmishperciever's Anon's self-soothing fanfiction is like watching bread grow old right before your eyes; same delusions we've seen for the past 12 years. Blame Jared for playing Sam who was in the way of a fake fetish ship from becoming canon that Less than 1% of the SPN audience ships. Said Jared's drunken arrest (I refuse to call it a bar fight, it was a group hug gone wrong) could have threaten the ENTIRE filming of the SPN final season while ignoring Anthony Starr's drunken arrest, which by the Anon's logic, would have threaten the ENTIRE filming of The Boys.

Lol they still pretend to believe that Kripke gave the SPN rights to Jensen when Kripke is SUEING WB over profit participation over SPN.

The only thing Jensen cared about with his SPN spinoff was lens crafting, which was why The Winchesters was a Shein version of an AU fanfic. Remember when Jensen told TW cast “don’t fuck it up for me”? After 15-20 years, Jensen is used to lead actors/Jareds doing the heavy lifting in carrying the show and being leader of the cast and crew and he benefitted from the sweet spot as #2 on the call sheet i.e. the good guy who is friends with everyone.

If Jensen keeps trying to be in charge of SPN projects, SPN fans’ reaction is going to be the same as today Marvel fanboys’ reaction every time they hear Kevin Feige’s name: “What did you did do this time you Son of a Bitch!? What train did you derail this time?”

Since Supernatural ended 4 years ago, the bitter Destiel hellers and AAs are stuck in a time loop of step 1 through 4 of grief (denial, anger, bargaining, depression). S tep 5 is acceptance, which is long delayed due to Jared’s continue success i.e. Walker in it's 4th season and #1 scripted show for CW.

[rymustdie]

i see..fellow hougse enjoyedr..... mistrr mouse bites...hummm...

i must admit…i am alas…not a house md emjoyer…but my wife is…

[grtstinvntr]

hummm…. Iw odner if my wife is kirby..

[bee-a-garbage-shipper]

Game Of Thrones Fanfiction List

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Father of Dragons (FF | AO3) By Naerys Blackfyre (FF | AO3)

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An AU of grand scale inspired by a prompt by Oblongata.

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A Caged Songbird By bikadoo

“I will be a silent, and dutiful wife,” Sansa spits. “I will be their pretty little songbird, and wear their ugly crown, and sit on their painful throne. I shall give him a babe, and my love, and I will wait until he thinks that he has won. And then I shall take his life."

Shae goes still. "You ... you plan to kill the King?"

"No," Sansa says. "I plan to kill my husband."

A Knight's Watch By DolorousEdditor

Jon Snow is forbidden to take the black by his father. Instead he sent to squire for a famous knight, beginning a long arduous journey that causes him to cross paths with characters he never would have. Along the way he learns truths long hidden and discovers love in the most unlikely of places.

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[lindyloosims]

I'm struggling, Ophelia isn't talking to me, she hasn't officially announced her pregnancy to me! Birdie is acting up! Life is shit right now!

JULIE: Oh my watcher! Birdie what are you doing???

BIRDIE: *sheepish* Hummm I dunno!

JULIE: Where are your parents? Your Aunt and Uncle? LUKA???

JULIE: What the heck did I stumble into here?

LUKA: Julie?

JULIE: Where's my bestie? Why is your house like this?

LUKA: OH JULIE!!!

JULIE: Hey there!

JULIE: I ask again, where's Stella? I've been waiting so long to see her again!

LUKA: She's at work right now, how have you been?

JULIE: Oh you know, pretty good! I went to visit Sawyer and Jenni the other day, they're all nice and settled in Oasis Springs!

LUKA: Oh that's great, Stella and I really should go and see them but we're waiting for the baby to arrive!

JULIE: BABY???

LUKA: *grinning* Yeah, we're havin' a baby!

JULIE: Oh my watcher, you don't waste any time do you?

LUKA: Nope! Auntie Julie! *wink*

COLT: Have you cleaned that mess up yet young lady?

BIRDIE: Not yet, Julie's here!

COLT: J-Julie?

Why is my heart fluttering?

Why? She is so pretty, why did I not notice before? Because she was my little brother's friend and she was madly in love with him! So maybe that's all changed now...maybe? Why do I care?

COLT: H-h-hi J-Julie! How's it going?

LUKA: Colt are you okay?

JULIE: Hey Colt, I'm good, you?

COLT: Not great but getting better!

She's not just pretty, she's BEAUTIFUL!!! SEXY!!! WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME???

JULIE: Well it was good to catch up-

COLT: You want something to drink? Or...eat?

JULIE: I'm...fine? Just waiting for Stella to get home, I wonder how she's getting on, it's her first day!

I'm attracted to Julie Yoon, was I always? Is this new? I am so confused right now, but also excited because she's so hot! I'm still engaged to Ophelia, my ex-wife, the mother of my two children and one on the way! Colt get a hold of yourself!!!

JULIE: Oh wow, Ophelia you're pregnant too?

OPHELIA: I am, hey Julie!

SHIT!!!

I hate it when my world collides like this! I can't stop looking at Julie, Ophelia is right there, carrying our third child...and all I can do is look at Julie Yoon!

⏮️Previous/Next⏭️

[barghuest-draws]

When did your love/interest for saw first start?

In which movie was the portrayal of Mark Hoffman your favorite?

Which apprentice of jigsaw is/was your least favorite?

Who do you think deserved the least to die?

(I saw your post about wanting to rant about saw, so don’t mind if I drop some questions here (๑>◡<๑))

Omgggg oh i absolutely don’t mind!! Ok here I go

Hummm well it must’ve been around the time Saw II came out. I was definitely too young for it but I had started watching horror movies at like 9 years old (with parental supervision at first) and I’m guessing I was like 13, 14 then? But I immediately loved it and I remember being so excited whenever a new movie was announced - until the sequel fatigue started to set in - but then Saw VI came out and refueled my love <3 (and then I fell in deep after rewatching everything)

Funnily enough I hated Hoffman on my first watch but I‘m almost certain that it was him getting out of the RBT in Saw VI that made me fall in love with him so it’s definitely that one. Although him going ham on the police precinct in 7 did make me feel a certain way 👀 but that was the only good thing in that movie aside from the Nazi trap lol

…well I personally refuse to acknowledge Logan as canon so he probably fits the bill but tbh I don’t really care for Lawrence either 🤷 I’m generally not a fan of retroactively squeezing in apprentices without prior planning for it, like even the way they added Hoffman in is a bit iffy because imo a lot doesn’t make any sense plot wise … I could go on about that but it’s getting really off topic so I shall refrain haha

Aw man there’s a few but I think Joyce from 7 didn’t deserve it AT ALL. Like seriously, she was just the wife of Bobby, she didn’t know anything about his lies and then she gets one of the worst deaths imaginable too!! If anything they should’ve made it so Joyce just had to watch Bobby die instead. (On that note I have to say the burning itself looked realistic and good, Eli Roth should’ve taken that as reference before creating his own shitty oven scene for Thanksgiving smh)

Thank you for the questions!! And don’t be afraid to keep em coming hehehe

[theloveinc]

Tired, overworked, number two pro-hero Dynamight who is suddenly given custody of a distant relative’s newborn. He tries the whole solo-dad thing out for about a week and a half (his parents coming over to substitute when he’s on duty only to be shooed away the second he gets home)… before he emergency-submits to hiring you as his live-in wet nurse, not realizing how much of your job is going to be taking care of him right alongside his new baby🥺

Oh my god

[the-fiction-witch]

Mill Girl P2

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Oscar Tully (Age Up) Couple - Oscar X Reader Reader - Y/n (Smallfolk / Commoner) Rating - 17 Word Count - 2166

A small storm rolled in as was common in the riverlands. Long rainy storms often just appeared without warning. And Oscar's little boat still sat dancing on the stormy waves bound to the steak on the river’s bank. But the storm seemed like nothing important to those within the cottage. As Oscar and Y/n lay on her small bed cramped but cosy, naked. Wrapped in her sheets to keep out the chill. The fires glow illuminating them. As they glowed in post-coital bliss. Kissing and giggling with one another, coated in sweat and saliva from their lovemaking. As the two had not only taken Y/n's Maidenhead and Oscar's own Virginity.

He was breathless and sweaty, his every nerve on fire from their passionate night. he held her close to him, his hands still tracing patterns along her skin, relishing the feeling of her body against his. And he knew he was completely and utterly smitten with this common girl. "Sweet seven… you have no idea what you've done to me, darling."

"hummm? Yes my husband?" She cooed, picking up her head a little too exhausted to listen,

He gently threaded his fingers through her hair, letting his fingers glide through the soft strands as he spoke "Hmm, nothing, darling. Just enjoying having my beautiful wife in my arms, that's all.”

she giggled and nodded nuzzling more on his chest,

he smiled his heart still fluttering with affection. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in even more, wanting to feel her closer to him. He nuzzled his face in her hair, inhaling the sweet scent of her and feeling incredibly content in that moment,

"Are you staying tonight?" She whispered fear in her voice, afraid he would leave her and never see her again.

He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead and pulled her in closer,"Darling, of course I'm staying tonight," he said softly, his voice full of reassurance and tenderness "I don't intend to let go of you anytime soon."

Y/n nodded kissing him once more "Goodnight Oscar…"

"Good night, darling. Sleep well," he whispered, his voice soft and drowsy as he held her close.

Oscar slowly stirred awake as the early morning light began to peek through the attic window. he noticed that they had shifted positions during the night, with him spooning her now. he felt a sense of warmth and contentment as he held her in his arms, feeling her soft body pressed against his.

"hummm?" Y/n yawned

he chuckled softly as he heard her yawn, tightening his arm around her waist to pull her closer, "Good morning darling," he said, his voice sleepy but warm "Did you sleep well?"

"ummm very well Oscar…" She yawned

he pressed a gentle kiss to the nape of her neck, "I'm glad to hear that, beautiful. I slept well too, especially after last night," he said, chuckling softly

she giggled softly "ummm last night was so wonderful"

he chuckled again at her confession,"It was, wasn't it? You were… incredible. I've never felt so good in my whole life, darling."

"indescribable." She cooed turning to face him but her smile dropped "… I … I suppose you'll be going back to Riverrun soon. They'll be worried"

he felt himself frown when he saw her smile drop, realizing that he would have to leave eventually. He didn't want to leave her side now that he'd had a taste of this bliss, "Yes… I have to go back," he said reluctantly, his hand still gently rubbing small circles on her back "They'll be wondering where I am, as I was supposed to head back yesterday afternoon."

she nodded "…and… What of me?"

he looked at her, his eyes filled with a mix of affection and hesitation. he didn't want to leave her, but he knew he had duties to attend to as well

"Well… I assume you'll just continue on here, darling," he said, trying to keep his voice light and casual "You'll be fine on your own, won't you?"

"… What of us?"

he paused for a moment, feeling his heart twist a little at her question. he knew what she was asking, and he had been wondering the same thing himself, "Darling… This is difficult," he said gently, trying to find the right words "What we did… It wasn't just some mindless fling, you know that. But I have duties and responsibilities I have to attend to, and you have your life here…"

"will I ever see you again?" she asked her eyes glossy with tears,

he sighed heavily, feeling a pang of guilt and sadness at the thought of not seeing her again "Of course you will, darling," he said, his voice suddenly more determined "I'm not going to forget you, or last night. I promise we'll see each other again, somehow. Just… give me some time to figure out how that will work."

she nodded sadly,

Oscar gave her a tender kiss and climbed out of bed gathering his clothes from around her room, while Y/n laid in bed bundled in the sheets,

"Oscar?"

he paused in the middle of fastening his tunic, looking back at her with a slightly somber expression on his face, "Yes, darling?"

"… I love you…"

he felt himself freeze as her words sunk in, his heart suddenly beating loudly in his chest. He hadn't been expecting her to say that, to confess her true feelings so suddenly like that. He stared at her, his mind spinning as he tried to sort through the tangle of emotions in his heart "You… You love me?"

"mhm." Y/n nodded

he took a deep breath as he digested her words. he never thought this would happen, never thought he would find someone who would love him so wholeheartedly. he stepped closer to the bed, his eyes locked on hers as he spoke "I love you too, darling," he said quietly, his voice filled with emotion "More than I ever thought possible, I love you too." he felt a mixture of happiness and sorrow in his heart, knowing that he had to leave her but wanting nothing more than to stay with her "I wish I didn't have to go," he whispered, his hand reaching out to touch her face gently "I don't want to leave you."

"you'll come back, won't you?" She begged

he gave her a reassuring smile, his heart clenching at the desperation in her voice. he couldn't bear to see her looking so sad "Of course I will, darling. I promised you I would, didn't I?" he said softly, his fingers gently tracing her cheek "I'll find a way to come back to you. I swear it."

“Okay…”

he took a deep breath, fighting the urge to stay with her. he knew he had to go, but every cell in his body was screaming at him to stay "I have to go now, darling," he said quietly, his voice thick with emotion "But I'll be back. I promise."

She nodded sadly, fearful that he would go and she'd never see him again,

he gave her one last lingering look, his heart aching at the sadness in her eyes. "I'll see you again, darling," he said quietly, his voice thick with emotion "Just wait for me, alright?" he bent down and pressed a chaste kiss to her forehead, his hand gently cradling her face. he lingered for a moment, savoring the feeling of her skin against his, before pulling away reluctantly and heading towards the door

Y/n bolted from her bed and hugged Oscar tight "Please don't forget…"

he stumbled back slightly as she suddenly embraced him, but he quickly wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly against his chest "I won't forget, darling," he whispered, his lips close to her ear "I could never forget you, or what we shared." he told her, "I have to go now, darling," he said gently, reluctantly pulling away from her embrace "I'll come back to you soon, I promise."

Y/n nodded and pulled back tears in her eyes

he hated seeing her crying, it pained him to see her so upset. he gently wiped a tear away from her cheek, his hand lingering on her skin "Don't cry, my darling," he said softly, his voice choked with emotion "I'll be back before you know it. Just wait for me, please."

she nodded still struggling to hold back her tears.

he gave her a sad, lopsided smile, feeling his heart twist at the sight of her tears. he bent down and pressed one last, quick kiss to her forehead before stepping back and turning to leave. "Goodbye, darling," he said, his voice tinged with sadness "I'll see you again soon."

"good bye…"

he stood in the doorway for a brief moment more, his heart heavy with emotion. he wanted to say more, to comfort her and assure her that he would be back, but the words got stuck in his throat. instead, he stood there in silence until he found himself saying "I love you, darling."

"I love you too…" She breifly smiled

he returned her smile, feeling his heart clench at the sound of her soft voice saying those words. he wanted to stay with her, to hold her and never let go, but it wouldn't be right to delay any further "Take care of yourself, darling," he said quietly, his hand on the doorframe "I'll be thinking of you every day." Oscar made his way out of the cottage and headed down the farm fields to the river where his little boat sat he walked down the dirt path, his feet carrying him further and further away from the cottage and Y/n. the weight in his chest grew heavier with every step, the thought of leaving her behind like this eating away at him.

When he reached the river, he found his little boat, waiting there for him as he had left it the day before. he got into the boat and began to row, his mind still reeling with thoughts of her. he rowed with purpose, pulling on the oars and cutting through the water. the scenery around him was beautiful, but he barely noticed it. his thoughts were consumed with Y/n, with the feeling of her skin against his, the sound of her soft voice whispering "I love you" he rowed and rowed, his muscles straining with the effort. the sun was high in the sky now, the day slowly passing by. he could see the outline of Riverrun in the distance, growing closer with each pull on the oars, but he dreaded returning to the castle

he soon arrived and left his little boat in the usual place and headed inside the keep and into the great hall and immediately his advisor and lord commander rushed to him

"my lord Tully! Thank the gods! We had such fears…. That the storm may have claimed you."

he nodded, trying to compose himself as his advisor and lord commander fussed over him "I'm fine, I assure you," he said calmly, trying to keep his voice steady "The storm was intense, but I found shelter in a cottage nearby."

"well bless those smallfolk who aided our lord paramount. Perhaps we should send a gift to show gratitude for assisting you"

he nodded again, unable to help the small smile that formed on his face when he thought of the smallfolk girl who had given him shelter, "Yes, that would be a good idea," he said, trying to keep his voice casual "I'll mention it to the steward. For now, I think I will retire to my chambers. It's been a tiring day."

"of course my lord."

he nodded again, feeling the exhaustion of the past day begin to catch up with him. he dismissed his advisor and lord commander with a wave of his hand. Oscar made his way to the solar above the keep. His own chambers since becoming lord paramount. He sat down on his bed and tried to relax but the luxurious bed made him feel strange. He felt so guilty, so lonely, all he could think about was Y/n, her warm smile, her soft voice, the feeling of her skin against his in the small cottage bed

he lay there for a while, staring up at the ceiling, his thoughts consumed by her. he found himself fidgeting, restlessness seeping through him. he tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable position, but nothing helped. the more he lay there, the more he yearned for her, the more he longed to be back in the cottage, back in her arms. he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing thoughts. but the image of her face, the sound of her voice, the feeling of her skin, they all continued to taunt him, to remind him of what he had left behind.

Oscar tried to sleep but only found himself tossing and turning hugging his pillow and imagining Y/n in his arms once more. he tried to find comfort in the soft pillow, but it was no substitute for Y/n's warm body. he could almost feel her arms around him, her breath against his neck, her lips whispering sweet words in his ear…

[sofasoap]

Trinkets

Pairing : John Price x F!wife!reader @captainpriceslover, a little crack fic for you, thank you for making me a moodboard full of couch shape soap dispensers :P Part of the Mini Mactavish verse. sequel-ish to A quiet moment  – John Price  “masterlist” for prequel to this Mini MacTavish expanded verse.

“... what’s that???” “ hummm? Oh, my nick-nacks, I like to buy things from places I visit. Something to remember.” “Including ALL those soap dispensers sitting on the bathroom shelves??” Since Price has rented out a house near the base, in preparation to welcome the new baby, you pulled out all your stuff that has been sitting in the storage unit for the last eight years, since you left your family. You finish putting up the last of the magnets onto the fridge, trying to squat down and pick up another box, Price gently nudges you aside. “Let me.” lifting it up, “ What’s in here? Soap????? Do we really need this much soap?” “Hey, they are expensive hand crafted soaps. I like having them in the wardrobe. Keep the bugs away and smell nice.” Price sighed. He isn’t going to argue with you. “Oh you can put some of those ones on the top of the box into the bathroom. They are near expiry dates. Better use them up soon.” Walking into the bathroom, apart from the essentials of towels and toiletries, rest of the shelves are filled up with all these weirdly shaped soap dispensers. Snail shape, duck shape, Skull shape? ( Price admits that might be a good gag gift for Ghost one year.) and…. Couch shape?  He picked it up, looking at it incuriously. “OH, that’s my favourite one. You can even put a bar of soap on top of the couch too!” Price loves you with all his heart, but he really doubts your taste in things sometimes. And he will never admit that the Couch shape dispenser is actually quite useful like you said. And started rotating around the dispensers, everytime he comes home from missions. AND bringing you home more weird looking soaps and dispensers.

Ghost did end up getting that skull shape soap dispenser as a Christmas gift from you one year. 

[rere-the-writer]

Ok Hiii so I just got this idea and I was wondering if you could do like mikaelsons x reader or you can pick whoever but the reader was kidnapped and she managed to get away but her kidnapper was chasing her and the mikaelsons see her running and screaming and so they help just angst and fluff please and thank you love your work btw.

Yes to all of this

Warnings: Fluff, Some angst, Mikaelson boys be falling hard, Rebekah be just the best

There was a serial killer on the street of New Orleans which the Mikaelsons would have found amusing, that a human could be just as monster as a vampire. But due to this serial killer, humans were scared to leave their homes alone making it harder to hunt.

"This is just really idiotic." Rebekah huffed following Elijah and Klaus as the three were looking for this killer and taking care of him. Kol was with Freya seeing if a locating spell could help.

"Normally I would agree Rebekah but this human is becoming a problem." Elijah said when they heard a shouting and the sounds of someone running. They were caught off guard to see a bare woman running to them.

You had escaped your kidnapper after the idiot left an door unlocked and you sitting in a bathtub for your daily bath after your 'session' as he would call it. You were kidnapped a week earlier by the sicko and since then looking for away out. You ran hearing him screaming after you as you ignored the shooting pain going up your back as you saw three people.

"Please! Please help me!" You grabbed the nearest person that happened to be a man in a suit. You were shaking fear flooding your vains hearing your captor jogging up as the feeling of a coat fell on your shoulders covering your bare body.

"Oh I'm sorry, my wife ran out before I could bathe her. She as these memory issues."

"Does she now?" The other male says narrowing his eyes at the man who took you. The suited man passed you to the woman with them who smiled gently at you. As it seemed these people knew a lie when they saw one and how your fear was real.

"Niklaus, doesn't he fit the description of the man we are looking for?"

"That he does Elijah." Klaus said smirking darkly as next thing you knew you were in a bath getting cleaned up cuts and bruises taken care of. You were given comfy warm clothes instead of the lacy underwear that your captor made you always wear.

"There we are. Come no my brothers are waiting." The blonde from earlier said as you taken downstairs meeting everyone else. When the Mikaelson men learned you had no place to go, Klaus told you were welcome to stay as long as you needed.

You got to know the Mikaelsons and became best friends with Rebekah while developing a thing for her three brothers. Rebekah sat on your bed braiding your hair chanting about your life before coming to New Orleans.

"So what about you, Y/N?" Freya asked as you sighed hoping they wouldn't judge you too hard as you never told them what your life was before your kidnapping.

"Well....my mom died at child birth so I was raised by an abusive asshole dad....I left at 18 and been on my own since then."

"You don't have anyone?" Rebekah asked hearing the worry in her voice as Freya looked at you sympathy. You took a deep breath as you decided it was no or never.

"No....not many people care about call girls Beka. Which is why most serial killers go after call girl's or prostitutes."

Your words made the sisters frown looking at you hating the idea that someone would prey on you like that or any girl. You tried to change the subject to lessen their worry.

"So which brother is single?"

Since that girl night you noticed how the Mikaelson men seemed to get more affectionate with you which gave you an sneaking suspension that Rebekah had something to do with it.

"Baby," You paused hearing Elijah...baby that's new and you looked at him, "I was hoping you would join me for dinner?"

"Hummm....sure." You say unsure how to handle the feelings that settled in your chest when Elijah smiled at you. Elijah leaned down kissing your head hearing your heart skip a beat.

Rebekah was more than happy to help you pick out a dress for dinner with Elijah which you settled on a cute dress with a sweetheart neckline while ranting.

"Then both Klaus and Kol asked me out. What did you do?"

"Told my brothers that you asked if one of them was single. Which they all really like you....not into ploy relationships?"

"It ain't my first rodo Bex. I have been in many different relationships." You tell Rebekah who stared at you with the look of 'Tell me details....now!'

"So my first relationship was with a Professor and his wife, they were every kinky. Had a sugar daddy for awhile, a few girlfriends." You tell Rebekah as she smirked.

"If you get bored with my brothers and I bored with Marcel maybe we can run off together."

"I'll love that." You say laughing before heading off to dinner with Elijah. You had gone out with Kol who took you to a carnival while Klaus took you to an art gala. You knew you had feelings for three men and they clearly had feelings for you.

Your relationship with Mikaelson men was amazing as they were every attentive to your needs, like how anything lace made your skin crawl. Them always asking if it was alright to touch you, comforting you after you wake from a nightmare.

"Kol...I am trying to sleep." You mumbled against Elijah's chest when Kol flopped onto the bed making Klaus growl as he buried his face in your pillow.

"Sorry darling." Kol said softly leaning over kissing your temple before setting against your abdomen.

"Kol....it is 3am...what the fuck were you doing?"

"Don't worry about it, darling."

"Baby....sleep." Elijah mumbled rubbing your back in hopes to lull you back to sleep. Kol smirked seeing it working then showed his brother's the engagement ring he picked up from Davina's.

"Her every own daylight ring."

"Let's hope she says yes." Elijah mumbled softly as they watched you for a moment unaware that you would say yes hundred times.

[startanewdream]

Where do you think James came from?

I find it interesting so many think he came from Godric’s Hollow but if he was hiding with his wife and son from Voldemort wouldn’t it make sense to hide somewhere without a link to his family?

Hummm this theory probably comes from the canon reference that Godric’s Hollow was home to many wizarding families, and there's evidence that a Peverell lived and was buried there. I like the idea that Godric’s Hollow is home only to old wizarding families, so James grew up without friends of his age (which justifies why he saw Sirius as his brother from the start).

Lily mentions in her letter, around August 1980 (after Harry’s birthday), that they are living in Godric's Hollow, so in a way, I agree that it doesn’t make much sense staying hidden at home... though their house had to be extremely protected, or else Peter, who had just visited them, would tell Voldemort about how to get past their spells. After the Fidelius, it mattered not where they lived, Voldemort would not have "known" unless someone spilled the beans, so "going home" would be okay.

[dreamwritesimagines]

Hummm, could she be going as Cassiopeia?

Cassiopeia or Cassiepeia, a figure in Greek mythology, was Queen of Aethiopia and wife of King Cepheus. She was arrogant and vain, characteristics that led to her downfall.

Or possibly Andromeda making her mother Cassiopeia?

Oooh arrogant and vain! 😏😱 I mean she keeps saying that she's vain, so it could totally work 😏 Her as Cassiopeia, who knows? 😈

[crypticpaw]

Table For Four - chapter 1

Entrapta X Hordak fic! (with Netossa and Spinerrella’s participation)

Author’s note: Guess who’s back with more puppy/kitty fics nobody asked for?! That’s right, it’s me! Really wanted to make a double date involving our beloved mad scientists, and with fanart this time! I really hope you guys enjoy this one and tell me what you think! I love hearing you guy’s criticism!

Read it on Ao3!

-Pink-ish, or purple-ish? Pink-ish... Or purple-ish...? Hummm...

Entrapta compared both bow ties, one in each paw, trying to decide which one best matched with her new tuxedo. In other cases, she would ask Double Trouble, who by far had a better knowledge of clothes and "style" than her. But they were busy today. And in other, other cases, she would ask Hordak, who was also busy at the moment, putting on his own dress. -Entrapta? Is something wrong? -Hordak asked from behind the fitting room's door. -No, nothing's wrong, I just don't know which bow tie would look good with my tux! -She said, frustrated. -Could you help me? -In a moment, dear! Entrapta growled. She didn't have a moment! Emily, noticing her frustration, looked up at her from beneath the large bed and beeped worryingly. -Oh! Emily! -The princess jumped down from her comber. -Which one? The dog raised the bow ties for the robot to see. She looked between both for a moment before settling on the one at her left paw. -Purple-ish it is! -Entrapta declared, tossing the pink-ish bow tie over her shoulder. She hummed a tune while going back to her comber's mirror to tie it to her tuxedo. Her ears raised as she heard rustling behind her and steps. Probably just Hordak getting out of the dressing room. -Did you need something? -He asked. -Uh, no, I solved that problem, but now I have another one! -She said. -Can help me tie my- Uuuhhh...! He was absolutely dashing. His dress wrapped perfectly around his hips and loosened around his legs, leaving them in clear sight. A long cape on his back dragging on the ground with his tail. He had black lipstick and nailpolish on, and a rogue lock of fur fell on his eyes in a curl. What a lucky dog she was! She whistled at him in a teasing tone as he walked up to her. -Oh, stop it! You've seen me in this dress a thousand times before! -I've seen the sunset a thousand times before, doesn't make it less beautiful! -She said, her tail wagging. A low purr escaped him as he helped her with her bow tie and adjusted the plastic flower on her pocket. The last time she tried with a real flower, she wouldn't stop sneezing. Emily beeped at them sadly as she handed Entrapta her very small top hat. Hordak pat her in a gesture of comfort. -Oh, I'm sorry, Emily. I know you wanted to come. But this is a date! Meaning "only couples allowed"! -The Princess said. -But Kadroh will stay with you! And you can watch movies with Imp! Emily beeped excitedly again, rolling around the room, knocking things off shelves and tables. Entrapta laughed at her companion, and Hordak raised a paw for Emily to stop when she approached them again. -If Double Trouble shows up unnannounced again -He told her. -Shoot at will! The robot beeped an understanding sound, ready to follow his orders. She ran out off the room when Entrapta opened the door into the corredor. -Are you ready for our first "fancy date", lab partner? -I am. -He said, his tail held high. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- -I'll show you a thing or two about romance! -Netossa said in an awfully confident voice. Spinnerella rooled her eyes and chuckled. She loved her wife's overconfidence on herself, and this date had been her idea after all. She rested her tail on Netossa's hip and they kissed. Her wife's gaze changing from confident to love-struck, and she couldn't help but smile. -Good afternoon, my ladies! -The receptionist exclaimed. He, just as the rest of the staff, wore a tux and had his fur straightened with gel. -Good afternoon! We have a booking under the name "Netossa"! -Hmmm... I'm sorry, my lady, but I don't believe we have a booking under that name. -What?! Oh, no, did I call the wrong restaurant?! -Real smooth, "Juliet"! -Spinnerella laughed. -D-do you have any tables for two available? The receptionist checked on a list in his table. -Not at the moment, I'm afraid, but the waiting time is 20 minutes, if my ladies don't mind waiting. -He said, apologetic. -Of course it is... -She sighed, her ears dropped in defeat. -I'm sorry, Nella. Do you wanna go somewhere else? Spinnerella smiled wide, her tail wagging, as she hugged her wife in comfort. -I don't mind waiting! We did want to try a new place! Netossa smiled a little, her tail wagging as well. -We'll wait! -I'm glad! Just wait in the reception, please! I will call you when the table is available! They sat on a little red bench with large cushions, others sat with them, waiting for their tables as well, talking. A large window on the opposite wall gave a beautiful view of the outside, a large garden and the sun setting behind it, giving place for the stars. -I have a good feeling about this! -Spinnerella held her wife's paw on her own. Netossa raised their paws and kissed Spinnerella's. -I have too! They stare into each other's eyes, stuck in their own little world, until they hear a very familiar shrill laugh. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- -So fancy! -Entrapta exclaimed. She raised her paws to look at the large red carpet underneath them. Her tail wagged madly with excitement, making her whole backside wiggle, and while Hordak found it most endearing, it earned some strange stares. Either that, or his own presence. He couldn't tell. Hordak knew better then to judge others for their appearance, but he couldn't help but make assumptions. Some in the line behind them whispered and pointed, some in the front tried looking at them without being noticed. Entrapta was distracted, touching everything she could. It was all very velvety and she enjoyed the feel of it. Hordak had to nudge her gently to get her attention back when their turn came. -Hello! -She approached the receptionist. -Oh! Princess Entrapta! What an honour! What brings you here toda-AAaayyy... -The receptionist's expression fell from welcoming to absolutely terrified for his life when he saw Hordak. -Do you have a table for two? -Entrapta asked. -Oh! W-well... We have a waiting list of about 20 minutes, if you don't have any bookings, my lady... -He said, trying to recompose himself. -Which, of course, I completely understand if you don't want to wait that long! Hehe... M-maybe choose another restaurant... -No, we can wait! Right, Hordikins? -She turned to Hordak. -You don't mind waiting? -I don't mind at all. In fact, waiting may be better. It'll help my appetite. Hordak tried to keep his voice calm, but he couldn't help but pin his ears back. He had his eyes fixated on the receptionist, and opened his mouth to lick his lips, purposefully showing as much of his sharp fangs as he could. The receptionist's ears dropped and his face was turning pale. -R-right... Just wait at the reception, I'll call you when there's a table available... Entrapta smiled as she walked past him, Hordak followed after her, but shot the receptionist the nastiest side-eye he could manage. The princess chose a nice little red bench to sit on, right underneath a large window. The sun had just set and the night sky was filled with stars. Entrapta rested her paws on the window stop to admire them, her tail still going. Hordak smiled and sat beside her, her ear wrapping around his tail. -I'm still not used to them! They're so beautiful...! -They are. A moment of silence, and Hordaks smile fell. His worries starting to aggravate him, and feeling other's stare wasn't helping at all. Entrapta noticed his anxiety and took his paw in hers for him to look at her. -Hordikins? Is something wrong? -I'm not sure... -He sighed. -I suppose... I'm just not very confident. We are incredibly out of our element, and I don't know what to do with myself... -I understand. It wasn't easy for me when I first starting hanging out with the other princesses too. -She wrapped her ear around him and pulled them closer together. -But you don't gotta do anything! We're here for us! We'll have a nice dinner and it'll be super fun! You'll see! -Correct, as always, my dear. -He smiled at her and nuzzled her cheek, purring. He wrapped his tail around her as they held each other and Hordak felt his anxiety start to calm. -Entrapta?! Their ears raised and they turned to look at the awfully familiar voice calling the princesses' name. -Hi! -Entrapta wagged her tail. Hordak recognized the dogs sitting behind them, though they were wearing much more expensive clothing. They were princesses, married to each other. He had seen them before in previous Princess Meetings, but he couldn't remember their names. But Entrapta seemed to recognize them, and they seemed to recognize Entrapta. -What are you guys doing here? -What are YOU guys doing here?! -The taller dog asked. -We're out on a fancy date! -Entrapta said, proudly, pulling Hordak closer as to show him off. -Really? -The smaller said. -We didn't know you liked this kind of place! I mean... We know you have trouble with food sometimes... -Yeah, I do! But I really, really wanted to try a fancy date! And Double Trouble said this place was good! -Entrapta turned to the cat. -You guys remember Hordak? -How could we ever forget...? -Netossa! -What?! -Hordikins, do you remember Netossa and Spinnerella? -I do. -Ah. So that was their names. -Pfft! "Hordikins"? -The one they called Netossa laughed. -Only Entrapta calls me that! -He growled. They stared at each other aggressively. -Netossa! Quit it! -Spinnerella barked at her wife. -S-so, you came here on a date, right? What a coincidence! We're here on a date, too! -Are you?! That's awesome! -Entrapta gasped, an idea forming on her head. -You know what we should do?! We should do a DOUBLE fancy date! -Oh, yes! -What?! -Hordak and Netossa asked at the same time. -It's been so long since we've had a double date, Net! -Spinnerella said. -And we for sure never spent enough time with Entrapta! Or Hordak! -Uhhh... You sure about this, honey...? -I have to agree with... Netossa, beloved. I don't believe this to be a wise idea. -Hordak hesitated, the princess' name unfamiliar to him. In a strange place, with strangers, in such an intimate occasion. Hordak knew it wasn't as serious as he was making it, but the fear of something going completely wrong clawed at him. Entrapta raised herself to his eye level and put a paw on his shoulder. -Don't worry, it's gonna be fun! I promise! -Entrapta reassured him. Spinnerella left Netossa's side only to approach the receptionist once again. -Excuse me, could we maybe move to wait for a table for four? We found our friends here, and we would like to sit together! -She asked him politely. -Oh, of course, my lady! -He looked over her shoulder at Hordak, and the cat glared at him again. The receptionist gulped. -W-well, if you choose to move to a table for four, we have one available right now. If you still wish to dine here, o-of course! But I'm sure you don't- -Oh, yes, please! That would be wonderful! -Ah. Follow me... Defeated, the receptionist guided them through the tables to a nice sofa at the end of one of the corners. He tried to ignore Hordak for the most part, though he could feel the cat's gaze burning on the back of his neck. Though it was somewhat far from the other tables, Netossa couldn't help but feel others' gaze on them. It wasn't unusual. They always earned a few stares when they went out, after all, they were princesses, everyone knew who they were, but she noticed an awful lot more of stares than usual. -Here are your menus. -The receptionist said hastly. -I'll have a waiter come and take your orders in a moment! Before Spinnerella had the chance to thank him, he ran to the kitchens followed by two other waiters. Confused, she turned to the others. -So, what are we eating tonight? -There's no pictures on this menu! And all the names sound weird! -Entrapta said. -But I'll eat anything if it's tiny! How about you, Hordak? -Red meat. -He answered, still looking at the menu. -I really want some pasta! -Spinerrella said, sharing her menu with Netossa. -Darling, do you mind sharing it with me? -As long as it got a bunch of cheese, I'm good with it! -Netossa licked her lips. -Are we ready to order, then? Before anyone would answer, Netossa had already called a waitress who was passing nearby. She approached them with a smile, but her expression fell when she noticed the large red-eyed cat. She gulped. -Good afternoon, my ladies! What would you like to eat today? -she asked with a notepad on her paws. -Do you have any pasta? -With cheese? -Yes, we do have our "Gnocchi Alla Bava", it's our special for today! -the waitress pointed at the name on the menu. -Then one of those for us both, please! -Netossa held Spinnerella's paw. -How about you guys? -Do you have anything tiny? -Entrapta asked the waitress. -Well... We have the "Mozzarelline Fritte"... But tha- -Great! I want one of those! -Entrapta interrupted. -Alright... And what for the main course, my lady? Entrapta didn't respond until Hordak whispered in her ear the waitress was still talking to her. -Huh? What main course? -"Mozzarelline Fritte" are appetizers, my lady. You are suppose to order an actual dish for dinner after the appetizers... -Oh. Uhhh... What else is tiny other than that? -Entrapta read the menu again. -Nothing, my lady... -Then I'm just gonna want that! -You sure, Traps? -Netossa asked. -What if you're still hungry afterwards? -Then I can order more! Netossa and Spinerrella exchanged looks. -Well, alright... -the waitress said, turning away from the table. -I'll take your orders to the chef, if that is all- -That is not all! -Hordak growled. -You haven't taken my order! The waitress gulped and turned back. Instead of asking she just gestured for Hordak to speak and refused to look him in the eyes. -Do you have red meat? -he asked. -"Brasato al Barolo". -the waitress answered coldly. -I'll have that. Well done. She turned to the kitchens without another word. Which they all found quite rude. Entrapta on the other hand, had her tail wagging madly and clung to Hordak's paw like her life depended on it. -This is so exciting! I've never been to a fancy restaurant before! -Never before? Never, ever? -Netossa asked. -You don't know what you're missing, Traps! We love coming to "fancy restaurants"! -Oh, yes! The food is good, the waiters are very polite- -To you, maybe. -Hordak growled. Netossa shot him a side-eye and wrapped her tail around Spinerrella's hips, bringing her wife closer to her. Spinerrella, noticing her wife's worries, rested a paw on her shoulder as to calm her down. -Maybe she was just in a rush! -Entrapta told him. -Maybe she didn't want to look at your fa- OW! Netossa had whispered to herself, but Spinerrella had over-heard her and given her a pinch to stay quiet. Hordak pretended he didn't her the dog's almost offense and turned to Entrapta, who fidgeted with her paws while looking around. She noticed a table full of older dogs, also wearing expensive dresses and jewelry. They looked over their shoulder, pointed and whispered. Entrapta smiled and waved at them, thinking they were trying to start a conversation, but they turned back around when they realized they were noticed. Hordak pinned his ears back. Intimidating the waitress had taken his attention from the rest of his surroundings, full of whispering and strange looks. He told himself it was because of him, but a voice inside his head made him question if it wasn't because of Entrapta. For all they knew, she was secluded, had an unstable political relationship with the other Princesses, and worked for the Horde. For him. With him. And she made it very known and clear to all that she enjoyed every second of it. The thought disgusted him, but as he looked at her again, she noticed his eyes on her and gave him a smile. The cat couldn't help but smile back. In a small moment of relief, he bent down and kissed her cheek. So let them stare. -So... you both! -Spinerrella said awkwardly. -How are things for the two of you? Back in Dryl, I mean? -It's great! - Entrapta exclaimed. -The Brothers are having an easier time adjusting and I finally got Hordak to take an actual bath! -Entrapta! -he hissed. -That is personal information! -I understand it completely! -Spinerrella pointed at Netossa. -This one still has a fit over eating her veggies! -Veggies are disgusting! How very dare you! -Netossa barked. Entrapta cackled at the other couple's squabble. Hordak was still suspicious. Of what or who, he wasn't sure, but he wasn't as at ease as his lab partner. -You both are Princesses, are you not? -he implied to them. -But I do not seem to remember your kingdom from any map. I heard it's quite small... -And what if it is?! -Netossa growled. -Netossa! Shut! Your! Mouth! -Spinerrella turned to Hordak. -Yes, it is! It actually wasn't recognized as a kingdom of it's own until very recently, with Netossa's grandmother! -Really? How come? -Entrapta tilted her head, confused. -It basically works like a fief! -Netossa puffed out her chest. -There are rulers who the subjects give their services to, and in return, the rulers let the subjects stay and live on their land! Nana was pissed at Bright Moon at the time because they refused to count us as a kingdom or part of the Princess Alliance, even if our fief was enormous and we were the main source of sugar, cattle and wheat! They wanted us to keep paying taxes! -Fuck taxes! -Entrapta interrupted in an unfamiliar angry tone. -That's right, Traps! Fuck taxes! -Netossa cheered, her tail waging, while Spinerrella shook her head. -Nana stopped exporting resources and Bright Moon had to swallow their pride and let her in the Princess Alliance, or else they would have starved! -That's clever! I'm just glad Glimmer gave up on trying to make me pay my taxes! -Entrapta said. -I hated doing them! -I am glad too! -Hordak said, wrapping his tail around her. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- -So we're not going to do nothing about it?! -the waitress whispered, indignant. -What are we supposed to do? -the receptionist whispered back. -It's Hordak! Those claws cut through flesh like a hot knife cuts through butter! We can't just tell him to leave! -You're both right! -the chef said through the kitchen window. -Nobody wants him here, but if we tell him to go home, he'll rip our tails off and shove them down our throats! -He's bothering the other customers! I've had multiple complaints about him! -He's just sitting there! As long as he doesn't do anything, let's not turn his attention to us! -Hi! They all jumped. Expecting a claw to his face, the receptionist raised his paws to shield himself, only to realize it was not Hordak, just Princess Entrapta. -O-oh! My lady! Apologies, are you in need of something? -he recomposed himself quickly. -Yeah, where's the bathroom? I really gotta go! -she said. The receptionist pointed at a small corridor next to a bookshelf, near the kitchen. Entrapta turned from them. -Thanks! By the way, when is our food coming? We're really hungry! -In a few more minutes, my lady! -the chef said. -Apologies for the wait, but we have a full house tonight! -Oh, okay! Thanks anyways! -and she ran off. They all sighed in relief after the Princess was gone. -She doesn't look hurt, does she? -the chef asked, worried. -Even if she doesn't, I wouldn't be surprised if he hits her! -the waitress said. -We're getting too ahead of ourselves here! -the receptionist barked! -Just act normally and DON'T do anything stupid! The waitress huffed. -Watch me!

That’s it for this chapter! I’m nit sure how long this will be, but I will try my best to update it soon! Reblog if you liked it and I wish you the happiest pride month!