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thegrandlinesimp · 2 years

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Takes place pre-series, I imagine Kid and Killer built the Victoria Punk themselves over the course of a few years while living with Doc. It was during those years they started dating, so anything marked as “pre-series” is set in those years. Kid barley has any experience sex wise, he kept going after people way too old for him (he didn’t want to be anyone's first experience when it was his cause it would just be two virgins fumbling around and he didn’t wanna make a fool of himself) before he turned 18 and Doc would shoo them away (man would sometimes appear out of nowhere and it’d freak Kid out), so all he knows is what he saw at the pleasure house his mother worked at and the things he and Killer have tried. I mean he’s heard about a few things, sure, but it’s not like people openly talked about gay sex on their island.

Word count: 2.1k+

Warnings: nothing, just good ol’ ass eating and anal sex

The tension in Kid’s muscles slowly bled out as Killer dug deeper into his back with the heel of his palm. The older man was straddling the back of his thighs, massaging out a deep knot in his lower back he’d gotten from overworking that day on the ship. The corner of his mouth twitched in amusement as - with every third or fourth movement of the blonde’s torso - he felt a clothed, steadily growing erection bump against his covered ass.

The redhead snorted, “You seem to be enjoying yourself.”

“How so?” Killer asked way too nonchalantly to be a coincidence.

“Your dick says so,” Kid sniggered.

The older man froze, and Kid smirked, trying to save his frien- boyfriend some embarrassment by burying his face in the pillows he was laying on, shoulders shaking in repressed laughter.

It was still weird, up till three months ago he’d always seen Killer as ‘friend’, ‘boyfriend’ felt odd on his tongue when he said it, too soft and sweet. Maybe he’d come up with something different…

Significant other?

The cringing sensation in his chest told Kid to put that at the very bottom of the list.

“I…didn’t think you’d noticed,” Killer mumbled.

“Hard not to, with that monster you’re packing,” Kid chuckled, “so? Random boner, or something’s got you all worked up?”

“Just…thinking.”

Ohhh, this had to be good. Last time Killer was turned on from ‘just thinking’ Kid found his wrists tied to the headboard, his body near folded in half, fat tears rolling down his cheeks as the blonde plowed into him.

Fuck, now he was getting excited.

“Well?” If this was like last time, he’d have to pry it out of his lover.

…Eh, the spot above ‘significant other’ with that one, coy and sexy, but still a little cringy.

Shit, what else was there at this point?

“It’s…you might find it gross.”

“Oh, so it was ‘weird’ with the bondage and coming a bunch of times, but now it’s ‘gross’,” Kid was grinning from ear to ear by now, he turned his head so he was looking back at the masked blonde, “look, so long as all you do is come on me, I’m good.”

Killer seemed to straighten a little at that, “I…I wanna…well…eat you out…”

Kid’s mind went blank as he frowned, “I’m not a chick!”

“N-no,” blonde hair flopped from shoulder to shoulder as Killer shook his head, “I meant your, well…ass.”

He pursed his lips for a moment in thought, before saying with a shrug: “Eh, alright then.”

“Is…is that it?” Killer asked, “just…’eh’?”

“Well, what do you want me to say?” Kid huffed, glaring at him, “I mean, sure, it’s weird, but I thought the bondage thing was too and I fucking loved that. So I’m thinking, why not try it?”

As he’s been talking, Killer had taken his mask off and placed it on his side of the bed, Kid tried his best to not smirk at the deep blush the older man was sporting. Killer was quite easily flustered for a man with such perverted thoughts, though once he really got into it, a beast seemed to come out, primal and greedy.

He craved the feeling of that beast’s claws on him.

“O-okay,” Killer muttered, “so, um, just stay there like that.”

Obviously, Kid thought, as he shifted fully onto his front again with a slight roll of his eyes.

Honestly? He wasn’t expecting a lot out of this, he in no way thought it’d feel as good as Killer sucking him off. But it was rare for the blonde to bring up the things he liked to Kid, so he decided to indulge his…

Amour?

Kid snorted right as the hem of his boxers were grabbed.

“Something funny?”

“Nah,” Kid replied, grinning into the pillow under him, “just thinking of dumb stuff.”

“Of course you would at a time like this,” Killer huffed, dragging the redhead’s boxers down, climbing off of him as he did, “have you washed?”

Kid had the decency to lift his legs to help him, coil of excitement tightening once his half hard cock was freed, “Of course.”

“Good boy.”

He bit his lip, glaring down at his pillow, doubting he’d never not feel annoyed at how much those two words affected him.

“Tuck your legs in,” the older man tapped his thigh with two fingers to make a point.

He grumbled, but found it too difficult to defy Killer when he got bossy in bed, face heating up at that fact as he lifted his bare ass and pulled bent his knees to pull his legs beneath himself. It left him open, vulnerable, face burning as his other half grabbed a taunt asscheek and gave it a firm squeeze.

…Almost, it was missing something, something deeper.

“You look to good like this,” Killer murmured as he kneaded his ass with both hands, “all spread out and desperate for me.”

“F-fuck off,” Kid tried to snap back, but let out a shaky whine as a thumb brushed the edge of his hole.

“And still trying to be so defiant,” there was a chuckle, dark yet promising, “I love it.”

A second later Kid twitched as he felt hot air on his lower back, a coarse hand stroked his thigh as lips pressed to his tailbone.

“F-fucking, c’mon,” he grunted, face burning, “get on with it.”

There is was again, that dark laughter that Killer saved just for him, “So bossy, I thought I told you, Kid.”

The redhead yelped as teeth sank into his ass, hard, almost bucking back if it weren’t for a firm, steadying hand on his hip.

“Bossy brats don’t get what they want.”

Kid bit into the pillow beneath him, trying to at least muffle the whine he’d failed to swallow. Instead of snapping back, he swayed his hips, face heating with his heart racing in shame as Killer’s breath hitched.

“Good boy.”

He didn’t even to try to stop the moan from that one.

Again, Kid yelped as something warm and wet brushed just above his hole. It felt weirdly good, his half hard cock giving a throb of interest at the strangely pleasant sensation. The next was around his rim, his breath catching as this time he managed to stop himself from making any embarrassing noises. Fuck, they’d barely just started and he was already enjoying it. Kid couldn’t help but get a bit pissed at his body, but for what like felt the thousandth time since he’d started dating the blonde, he reminded himself of one key thing.

It was okay to submit, so long as it was Killer.

Slowly he stopped fighting how good it was feeling, letting low hums and gasps as Killer’s tongue dragged and pressed against his hole. His cock throbbed, swollen and rock hard, dripping precome as he rocked back without thinking. Hands gripped his ass cheeks, spreading him wider, lips pressed to his ass as Killer’s tongue poked at his loosened hole.

It felt odd, if he was being completely honest, a lot like the first time Killer had fucked him. Though that had been a full feeling, whereas this one he wanted to both squirm away from and press back against at the same time. It was good, though, the soft, wet drag around his rim make his dick twitch as he groaned, unable to do much but fist the sheets. The tongue pressed and pressed, before pushing in, making him gasp and tremble.

“F-fucking- holy-!”

The blonde chuckled at the sound of his voice cracking, the vibrations making him bite down again on the pillow, cock swinging as he bucked back. Kid gave a shaky groan as the tongue pulled out, only to keen as it roughly thrust back in. The motion was repeated, again and again and again, his eyelids fluttering shut as he moaned and cried out.

“K-Kil!”

With one hand he reached down to stroke his aching cock, but it wasn’t enough.

“God, fuck!” He moaned, biting at his pillow as he palmed himself in rough, quick strokes, “Fucking- dick, put your dick in me already!”

Killer pulled away, panting hot breaths against his spit soaked asshole, making him shiver.

“Say that again.”

Kid couldn’t give a damn that he’d never begged without the blonde telling him to, all he cared about was getting that long, thick cock in his ass, “You heard me, bastard, put your dick in my ass and fuck me till I pass out.”

Killer was already pouring lube onto his hand, “Only because you’ve been a good boy and asked for it.”

The redhead groaned, swaying his hips at the slick, clicking sounds of his companion stoking himself with his lubed hand.

Nearly, not quite, but close.

His breath hitched at the tip of the older man’s cock pressed into him, easily sinking after the last few months of near nonstop sex.

“Fuck,” Killer huffed as his hips bumped against Kid’s ass, “remember how you struggled to take me our first night?”

“F-fuck off,” Kid panted, already trying to rock back.

“Mmm, but I love it,” the redhead gasped as the other man pulled out and snapped his hips forward in one fluid movement, “means you’re moulded to the shape of my cock.”

His breath hitched and he groaned as Killer set a brutal pace, grinding perfectly against his prostate with each powerful thrust. He shoved his face into his pillow, shouting and moaning as the blonde effectively rode his ass.

Fingers gripped at his hair and gave a harsh tug, pulling his limp, fucked-out body up. His back was pressed to Killer’s chest, the blonde never losing rhythm as he manhandled Kid into the position he wanted. One hand held onto his hip as the other groped at his pale chest, fingertips finding a nipple and twisting it mercilessly.

“Fucking- oh, fuck!” Kid cried out as his sensitive chest was tugged and pinched.

His eyes rolled, hips bucking in the blonde’s iron hold as he trembled.

“K-Kil, gonna c-come!”

“Then come, but if you get it on the pillow you’re licking it up.”

The harsh growl in his ear, just knowing that Killer had his teeth clenched as he fucked wildly into his ass, was what did Kid in. He doubled over and near howled, cum splattering over the bed sheets, a few streaks landing on his pillow.

Killer chuckled, breathless, “Such a messy brat,” he shoved Kid down, making him gasp, before grabbing his hair again and forcing him look at the cum covered pillow, “now clean up.”

Kid whined, tongue dragging over the streaks of white on his pillow that were already soaking into the fabric. Killer hadn’t stopped fucking him, making his body rock and bounce as his over sensitive ass was pounded relentlessly, his sob riddled cries of pleasure nearly drowning out the sound of skin slapping on skin. He could feel the fat, hot tears run down his cheeks as his eyes - half shut in bliss - rolled.

“T-too m-mu-mu-“ Kid tried to get the two simple words out, but his body didn’t want to do much other than take anything and everything Killer was giving him.

Though the blonde seemed to understand, leaning over him so his hands were placed just beside his shoulders. Instead of long, powerful thrusts, the change in position forced Killer to give short, deep bucks. It was no less pleasurable, but the drop in intensity let Kid take a proper breath, sobs morphing back into broken cries and moans.

“Such a good boy,” that deep, baritone voice rasped in his ear, “g-gonna fill you up, want that?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Kid gasped out, petering off as the blonde sat back up and ground into him.

His body trembled as Killer groaned, giving two final snapped thrusts before stilling, letting out a shaky gasp as he pumped the redhead full, cock pulsing as he grunted. Kid whined and rocked back, he could’ve sworn he’d come again, just faintly, too fucked out to really tell the difference between what his blissed out state and an actual orgasm felt like at this point.

“Good boy,” Killer murmured, rubbing his hip, “always so good for me, Kid.”

He mumbled something incoherent, shivering as the blonde pulled out of him.

A hand stroked up and down his back, that dark voice long gone as his partner spoke, “Shower, then cuddle?”

Kid gave a lopsided smile as a pair of strong arms helped him up, “Yeah.”

Partner.

He liked that one.

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exquisitley-obsessed · 4 years

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We’re Leaving (Carlisle Cullen x Reader)

Author: @exquisitley-obsessed

Summary: The already infatuated Carlisle Cullen and reader are faced with their next challenge, but this time the danger is within their own family. Edward needs his father as he pulls away from Bella over the course of NEW MOON, but this means Carlisle must make the choice between his own happiness and that of his son’s. No matter what he chooses, someone’s going to get hurt.

Word Count: long

Pairings: Carlisle Cullen x Reader

Warnings: Heartbreak, abandonment, sex, drug abuse

A/N: Technically this is a fourth part of my ‘Dinosaur and the Vampire’ series however you don’t need to read it to understand. Plus, in my head this part functions better as a oneshot.

Dinosaur and the Vampire:

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

MY MAIN MASTERLIST

Y/n gasped, the pain was rippling from her chest now, ricocheting through her muscles as she collapsed on her bedroom floor. She could already guess his next words.

‘We’re leaving.’

***

The past couple of months had been glorious. Following the disaster that was the ending to y/n’s junior year where she somehow managed to get tangled up in a high speed car chase with a vampire named Victoria (who had promptly taken her hostage in order to track down y/n’s best friend Bella) - things had begun to look up.

Her infatuation with the town’s local medi-hero Carlisle Cullen had surprisingly taken off, after of course he revealed himself of being a 300 year-old vampire who had a taste for bunnies. Most days she met up with him at his mansion in her brand-new white Ford Bronco, that which Carlisle had bought specifically to save her life and, following the destruction of her own car, decided to gift her - that was an interesting conversation with her parents.

Of course that accident hadn’t just left her with a beautiful new mechanic baby but also some battle scars. The largest of which was a crescent white line arching over her left brow, not to mention the faded lines circling her waist. Her arms had healed up nice enough, the rope had caused them to double in size as blue and green bruises splotched on the surface for the first few weeks but they eventually died down. The story went that after being in a lot of stress and anxiety y/n had lost sight of the road and crashed into a car and it was stunning how no one thought to question it.

It was difficult being around her personal doctor for the first few days after the crash. So often would she catch him staring mournfully at her scar and bound hands, evidentially blaming himself for her battered state. Y/n spent most of the time convincing him she was fine and reminding him that she would go through so much worse to be where she was today.

And where she was, was a few weeks into her affair, unbeknown to all apart from Carlisle’s family and Bella. Together, Carlisle and her would often circle around the endless abyss of wood and glass that was the Cullen house, or drift up and down the small forest of a garden they had out back. Talking, always talking.

Carlisle was fascinated by every aspect of her previously thought mundane life. She could watch as he made mental notes of her favourite bands and books, what colleges she wanted to go to, her dream job. Y/n so often hated talking about herself but only because she felt that her life paled in comparison to that of Carlisle’s. He had of course explained his entire existence to her, right from its origins in 17th century London, and yet there was still so much he mentioned off-hand that left y/n floored.

Of course with the cat being out the bag, y/n’s and Bella’s friendship felt like it was flourishing for the second time. Now Bella was able to be honest with why she had been so distant, she didn’t have to lie when she explained the intensity of her and Edward’s relationship or why she kept disappearing with him after school. Y/n was able to confine to her about her relationship with Carlisle, about the way he always seemed to be looking at her through his soft amber eyes and the way he was so comfortable in touching her. Constantly brushing his fingers over her wrist or stroking her hair out of her face. All in all y/n had never been happier, of course until Bella’s tragic 18th.

***

For a night that would be so monumental to y/n’s life it seemed strange she wasn’t even present. Her parents had somehow dragged her on a holiday in Florida. And after giving Bella her early birthday present and a promise to Carlisle that she would be careful, she hadn’t thought much more of her time away. She spent most of the time on the beaches, reading and reliving all her memories with the doctor.

He had kissed her only a few nights ago. It came quite literally out of the blue. She was only stopping by his house to pick-up Edward’s copy of ‘The Catcher in the Rye’ when he was at the door waiting for her he seemed somewhat disturbed, as though he had had a rough day at the hospital. She had smiled at him as she got out and he in turn had pattered down the front steps.

“Hi.” Was all she managed to get out before he had caught her lips in his, his body flushed against hers as she was pushed against the car.

“Sorry.” He whispered breathlessly when the kiss had unfortunately come to a close and he rested his forehead against hers, gently rocking her in his arms. “I couldn’t wait any longer.”

Yet she couldn’t stay on holiday forever and inevitably she returned to the mess that was life back at Forks. When she got home the first thing she wanted to do was see Bella, to ask her about her birthday, if Alice got her that necklace y/n helped pick out, but Charlie was no help.

“I’m sorry y/n...” He looked incredibly stressed. His shirt old and stained his hair sticking up at the back, heavy set bags hanging below his eyes. “Bella...she’s...she’s not good right now.”

Y/n assumed Bella had come down with something and so she shrugged it off, blaming Charlie’s appearance on well, Charlie stuff. It was the next day at school when things started to feel really wrong, when the pain began to dig it’s hole.

***

“You looking for the Cullens?” Angela asked. Y/n snapped her head around, embarrassed that she had been caught glaring at the completely empty table near the back of the cafeteria. She would have never guessed it was related to Bella’s illness.

“Something happen?” Y/n tried to appear disinterested, picking at her food. It was September and not sunny so it didn’t make sense for them to be away perhaps they were in need of a feed or maybe they had family business...

“Yeah, they moved away.”

Angela said it like someone would talk about the weather and yet she might as well have leaned across the table and shoved her fork through y/n’s chest.

“What?” The word squeaked out. Y/n felt the colour drain from her face.

“The dad...you know the doctor one...well apparently he got some big time job offer down in California and...”

Angela’s words dissolved into the air, muffled by some invisible blanket. Distantly y/n was aware of her arms going limp, her fork clattering out of her hands as her body tingled numbly underneath her. The worst feeling was the shortness of breath, the way air couldn’t seem to move through her lungs anymore as her chest was weighed down with what felt like a sphere of lead.

The rest of the day couldn’t pass slowly enough. In history it seemed like y/n was watching the clock forever her mind racing a million miles an hour. Surely they hadn’t left properly, Carlisle couldn’t leave without saying goodbye at least. No, it had to have something to do with vampirism, maybe an old friend called or maybe they were in danger, 5 more minutes then gym and then she would find out.

In the end she decided to skip gym altogether jumping in her car and racing home, still in her daze. She needed to see Bella and then she would head up to the Cullen’s, there was no way they had really moved away. Maybe it was just so the humans weren’t getting suspicious, a strange feeling pulled at y/n’s gut as she remembered that technically, she was a part of the ‘humans’ or supposed to be at least.

“Charlie is Bella in?”

“I’m sorry y/n-”

She pushed past him, muttering an apology as she went but Charlie appeared too exhausted to stop her. Turning left she raced up the stairs two at a time before exploding into Bella’s room, she would know from Bella, she would get her answer.

Bella sat on her bed, her face white, her eyes glossed over. She didn’t even look at y/n as she walked in.

“Bella?” Y/n’s voice was shaky, the tears already bubbling in her throat. She knew deep down that she already had her answer. “Bella?”

Finally she turned to her, but there was no recognition. Nothing. Complete emptiness behind her eyes as she stared back for a few seconds before her eyes flickered forward.

Y/n left, apologising to Charlie under her breath as she jumped back in her car. But it was too late, the pain had already settled in her chest, her mind was already convinced. They were gone. He had left. Without even saying goodbye.

It was inescapable now, it spread like fire across her body, consuming her whole. She tried to start up her car but her body doubled over and she grit her teeth in pain. It had begun.

***

She didn’t know where to go, what to do. Most of her wanted to go to the Cullen’s house but she already knew it was most likely empty, devoid of all life. Could she really handle that?

Y/n went to start up her car when she realised that this car was all Carlisle had given her besides her own memories. She raced out of it, turning away from the sight of it and running into her house.

When she got to her room she shut her curtains with so much vigour a few hooks snapped off the edge, she knew she would see the pale car in her drive if she left it open. Before she knew it she was crying, trying desperately to control her emotions before they consumed her whole. Then she saw it.

Resting on her bedside table was an ivory note with her name etched onto the page in rich navy ink.

‘Dearest y/n l’n,’

A letter. He had left her a letter. She opened it carefully, if what she assumed was true this, as well as her car, might be all she had left of him; her sobs still hiccuping in her throat, she raced her eyes over his calligraphy. Five paragraphs. That was all. Five paragraphs loosely explaining how Edward was in a rough place, how people were judging Carlisle for his youth, how he needed to put his family first - five paragraphs.

Y/n gasped, the pain was rippling from her chest now, ricocheting through her muscles as she collapsed on her bedroom floor. She could already guess his next words, the words to conclude the letter.

‘We’re leaving.’

The worst feeling was when she read ‘we’, she knew from this word alone she was to understand that Carlisle did not group her with his family. The letter gave no insinuation that he was deeply sorry for their departure, or that he would in any way return at all. How, in the space of a few hours, could her world be turned completely inside out?

She went from giddily planning a small future with Carlisle to believing he had never cared for her at all. If he did, it certainly wasn’t as much as she had cared for him. Another wave of pain beat her down. She was just a stupid kid with a crush. Another wave. She was a fool, an embarrassment to assume that he wanted her even half as much as she wanted him.

Her tears got too much then, the letter shaking out her hands as the pain, now unbridled, exploded out of her. The waves of heartbreak crashing into her again and again, her stifled screams bouncing off her walls and ringing back in her ears, haunting her with her own pain.

He was gone, and he had taken her heart with him.

***

“Y/n we’re worried about you.”

“Don’t be.” Y/n laughed loudly, pushing her untouched pasta around on her plate. Angela glanced at her through tense eyes. “I already have a mum, Angela.” The words came out harsher than she meant to, not that she cared.

“But seriously, Mack?” Angela whispered, her voice low so the others wouldn’t hear. Y/n rolled her eyes.

“We’re not a thing, we just hang out and he...helps me out.”

“He’s a druggie.” Her voice was low, accusing, incredulous. Another roll of y/n’s eyes.

“Duh Angela. What do you think I meant by ‘helping me out’.” Angela just shook her head disappointed. Y/n didn’t care, she couldn’t. Technically sitting at that lunch table on that Friday she was still coming down from her high this morning, her brain soft and fuzzed around the edges and, most importantly, the pain in her chest non existent.

The drug scene in Forks was nothing to be impressed by. It was only by luck that y/n had met Mack, a guy a few years out of high school who had never made it to college. Y/n was pretty sure he was crushing on her but she didn’t mind exploiting that a little if it meant she got high for free.

It had been four months since they had left. They might as well have taken Bella with them considering she was a shell of a human being: unresponsive, uncooperative. There was nothing behind her eyes, just like the day y/n had come searching for her. That had been one of the last times y/n had stepped foot in the Swan house. Partly because y/n’s new found drug habits wouldn’t go down well with Chief Charlie Swan, partly because y/n couldn’t stand the sight of Bella.

The emptiness, the hollowness, the pain. It was just a reminder to y/n of what was waiting for her the day she became sober. In the beginning, after a few days of wallowing in the pain, feeling as though she were unable to move, y/n had forced herself to go to the beach where she had ran into a bunch of La Push boys. They were smoking green and it was clearly their first time, they called out and invited y/n over clearly expecting that she wouldn’t accept.

But she surprised both them and herself by walking over. After sitting and smoking them with a bit she found herself smiling and laughing at their jokes as her head became warmer and fuzzier, moreover, the pain of his abandonment warmed into nothingness. She had asked them where they got the weed and they had pointed her in the direction of Mack.

“Down for tonight?”

Y/n read the text as it flashed across her screen.

“You bet :)″

She sent back. Two more lessons and then her high could be refreshed and the cycle could continue.

***

Y/n gasped as she awoke. Nightmares had been more common the past week. They were a regular occurrence when he had first left but going to bed high had always numbed it out. But recently his ivory skin and ribbons of muscles were becoming clearer through the haze.

Rolling over in the dark with some desperation she flicked on her phone and dialled his number.

“Hey Mack, I just called cause-”

“You have a bad high?” He murmured over the phone, distantly she could hear his TV playing in the background. She could picture him, half-dressed surrounded by trash as he got himself high for the third time today. Y/n pushed the image away - no, I’m not like that. It’s different for me, I have a reason.

“Yeah.” She muttered, “I just didn’t know who to call.”

“Usually bad highs are a sign you’ve been smoking too much.” She had basically been smoking consistently for four months now and if she wasn’t smoking she was drunk and if she wasn’t drunk then the pain began to settle.

“Ugh, are you going to tell me I have to stop?” She laughed quietly over the phone, trying to cover the slight desperation in her voice. Distantly she was aware of her parents sleeping in the next room, it was stupid, she was eighteen now and it felt as though she had been through enough trauma to move out, to get away from school. On the other hand school seemed to be the only thing holding her together now.

“No, you don’t need to stop smoking but maybe try something else?” He asked nonchalantly.

“Something else?”

“I stock more than green but it’ll have to be sooner rather than later.”

“Sooner?” Y/n murmured robotically. She had bought enough to get her through the week.

“This weekend?” He asked, almost as if he read her mind.

“See you then...your place?” She rolled over in the dark.

“See you then?” She could hear the enormous grin settle on his lips and it sent a shiver down her spine - she hung up. She had promised herself to never do anything more serious than weed but now she was faced with an ultimatum: break her promise or embrace the darkness.

***

“Hi Mack.” Y/n smiled when he opened the door, he didn’t say anything just grinned and stood to the side letting y/n into his dingy apartment. Y/n had used the same lie to her parents that she used whenever she came here - that she was sleeping over at Angela's. Not that they ever checked.

Of course she wasn’t sleeping over at Mack’s, to be honest she didn’t trust him enough for that, normally she left late and would drive her car up to the Cullens house, it wasn’t too far and the road was easy enough to follow when intoxicated. It was the only time was she was able to wander around the house without feeling any guilt or remorse.

Mack’s place was tiny, made worse by the clutter and rubbish. A small corridor lead to a small living room which the tiniest of kitchens looked out into. Mack had a strip of lights around the top of the ceiling that were constantly flashing multi-coloured as loud obnoxious music played, somewhat muffled in the smoke.

“Hey y/n.” Danny, Mack’s roommate, smiled from the couch, clearly already lost.

“Hey Dan.” She smiled before collapsing at his feet, her knees propped against the coffee table where booze and skins cluttered the surface.

“You’re in for a treat.” He slurred, his arms limp by his sides as his eyes flickered back and forth, his mouth ajar. Y/n felt somewhat excited at the sight of him, so out of his head - this excitement no longer frightened her.

“He’s not lying.” Mack laughed, full of energy as he jumped up and grabbed something off the kitchen counter before holding it in front of her face. A small white square was compressed in the middle of a tiny plastic bag. “These things pack a punch.” He laughed, y/n laughed. “You’re still down to do this right? I’m not going to pressure you or anything.” He said, and for a moment it looked like he was actually concerned for her.

Y/n thought seriously about it for a moment. There was nothing stopping her from getting up and walking out, telling him that it was a mistake to come here, even just telling him that she’ll run the risk of sticking to green. Except the weed wasn’t enough anymore, she was realising that. To keep him away she would have to go further, and she was more than willing. It seemed somewhat funny, that to escape her doctor she had to pollute herself.

“Of course.” Y/n heard her voice laugh as she shuffled out of her jacket and pulled her hair out from it’s knot. If Mack and Danny could, she could.

“Awesome.” He grinned before sitting down on the coffee table in front of her so that her head was somewhat between his knees. “This is how you take it.” He said, clearly enjoying being a ‘teacher’. Y/n could see him properly then.

Mack was in his early-twenties, the same age he was supposed to be. A short brown beard tufted around his jaw whilst shoulder length brown hair was pulled into a low pony at the back of his head. He was sweet really, just lost.

“Stick your tongue out.” Y/n obliged, picking up on the moment of tension as he placed the white square on her tongue with his forefinger. She felt no guilt as she lapped her tongue back into her mouth slowly, gazing into his dark eyes as his finger rested on her bottom lip.

The rest of the night was a blurry mess; mistakes were definitely made and y/n was definitely going to have to find a new dealer. It was strange how that night only happened because she was so desperate to escape Carlisle Cullen, and yet for most of it, it was his icy face that she was picturing instead of Mack’s.

***

Weeks had passed and y/n’s drug exploration was starting to get a little out of control. She was sure her parents were picking up on her strange behaviours: never home at weekends, always fidgeting, bleary eyed and always tired. Perhaps she was just being paranoid, Mack said that could be one of the side effects.

But it was lucky she was high one specific Friday as she parked her car outside Mack’s apartment complex. She glared at the Bronco, she had seen Bella ripping the radio (Emmett’s gift to Bella) out of her own truck, removing all traces of the Cullen family’s existence. It wasn’t so easy for y/n.

She was thinking of him again. It had been quite obsessive these past few days and that’s why when she first saw him, leaning against his black Mercedes in the shadows, she couldn’t quite believe her eyes.

“What the hell.” She was so sure she was hallucinating, she blinked fiercely.

“Y/n.” He said her name and she felt her eyes flutter closed, how good it felt to hear her name dripping from his lips. She wasn’t aware she had memorised his voice so well. She audibly hummed in response to the sound before snapping herself out of it and ignoring his form. Mack was just upstairs with something new to try and then he would go away. “Y/n.” He said her name again as though he were sure she hadn’t heard him.

Y/n ignored it. The sweetness of his presence was quickly turning sour, and the corners of the hole in her chest were beginning to sting.

“Y/n, it’s me.” That stopped her. From the corner of her eye she could see him step out of the shadows, his pale skin iridescent in the street light. He looked unsure, pleading, desperate. “Y/n.”

“No.” She gasped suddenly. There was no more guessing, she couldn’t even try to deny that it was truly him. She stumbled slightly in the street and he was by her side in a second. When she was stable in his arms he held a lock of her hair between his fingers inhaling deeply. “Your blood smells different.” He murmured. She had forgotten what it was like to be around people who could move so quickly. “Y/n, what have you been putting in your body?”

“Leave me alone.” She murmured, her head still fuzzy and numb from the sight of him. Was it a dream? No it couldn’t be. As she got over her shock, anger pooled in her gut.

“Are you high?” His eyes were confused and worried.

“If I am what would you do about it?” She smirked. “You have no right to critique my lifestyle.”

“Your lifestyle?” He asked somewhat incredulously, his eyes were slowly melting darker and darker. “Poisoning yourself with LSD is a lifestyle for you?”

“It’s a coping mechanism.” She spat suddenly. “To deal with the pain that you left me with.” That shut him up.

“I would’ve never left if I knew you would do this.” He grimaced. Wrong move.

“Stop!” She gasped suddenly, her arm snatching to her gut where she was sure the pain would brim over. She thought seeing him again would melt her troubles away, instead his presence seemed to intensify them. “Stop talking like you get a say in what I do! You lost that privileged the day you left! Left with nothing but a stupid note Carlisle!”

“I left to protect you. I didn’t want to cause you pain. Remember Victoria?” Was all he could say in response.

“Victoria...” Y/n spat. “What Victoria did to me pales in comparison to what you did. You’re the one whose hurt me the most Carlisle. Do you understand?”

She was still in shock at the sight of him. A million questions were racing through her head but none of them seemed as important now. Her shouting must have alerted someone’s presence because she heard movement near the apartment steps as someone walked up to them.

“Are you okay?” It was Mack but he seemed a million miles away now, unimportant.

“Are you her dealer?” Carlisle strode forward, his voice pure steel.

“Carlisle stop it!” She spat, jumping forward and pushing against his stony chest but it was like trying to move a mountain.

“Are you the one that did this to her?” Carlisle ignored her, still towering over Mack.

“You did this to me!” She suddenly exploded. Carlisle was past listening.

“If I ever see you near her again. I will break you myself, I promise.” His voice was calm meditated, as if every word had weight.

“What are you, her boyfriend?” Mack asked venomously. “Well then maybe I should let you in on a secret.”

“Mack shut up.” Y/n felt fear bubble into her throat. Sure she could swear in that moment she hated Carlisle but that’s all it was, a moment. There was no point in ruining her future.

“Your girlfriend ain’t too loyal.” Mack drawled out, a coy smirk slipping on his lips as he rocked back and forth on his toes. Carlisle tensed. “At least...she wasn’t last night.”

An animalistic snarl snapped from of Carlisle lips like a whip and within the second he had Mack pinned against the bonnet of a car. Then, just as quickly as he moved, he remembered himself. Letting Mack drop Carlisle’s breath heaved before he turned and stalked towards his car without sparing y/n so much as a glance. Always the pacifist.

“Carlisle.” She called, rushing after him but Mack caught her elbow.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were in a relationship?” He asked and if y/n wasn’t mistaken he sounded somewhat heartbroken, all his previous anger evaporating.

“I’m not.” Y/n gasped struggling to get out of his grip.

“You’re in something.” He murmured, letting her go.

“I’m sorry Mack, I really am. I’ll...call you.” The words were falling over her shoulder as she escaped, but he was already gone and distantly she could hear his Mercedes ripping into the night as he drove away.

***

“It’s not his fault.”

“I don’t need this right now Edward.” After jumping into her Bronco y/n had followed Carlisle’s black Mercedes back to his house. During the drive she couldn’t decide whether her anger was riling up or fizzing into the air and thus, nothingness. He had been so close, she had put her hands against his chest, he was right there.

“Please I just...” Edward’s eyes were tentative as he blocked her path on the house steps, “It’s my fault why we even left, all he was trying to do was be a good father to me.”

“And you think that’s and excuse?”

“No, of course not.” He added hurriedly. “It’s just, I love him, and I know he loves you. Please don’t walk away from him.”

“Walk away?” Y/n gasped, angry tears pricking behind her eyes. “I never wanted to walk away. I never even considered it. You were the ones who left and you took everything with you.” Tears spilled and she hurriedly wiped them away. Edward grimaced. Y/n took her opportunity and stormed past him into the house. To her surprise there stood Rosalie and Emmett; a few hours ago and she would have run into their arms laughing, overjoyed to see her friends again.

“Where is he?” Was all she spat and to her surprise they looked somewhat intimidated as they pointed loosely in the direction of the kitchen. She stormed past them and up the stairs swinging a right to find Carlisle waiting for her, leaning over the counter his head in his hands, he glanced at her.

“Y/n I-” He began.

“Shut up.” Was all she said. Distantly she was aware that Emmett and Rosalie had followed her along with Edward. At the far window she saw movement and assumed Jasper and Alice had come to see what the fuss is about. “You had your chance to talk the day you left but you chose not to, so, what you’re going to do is you’re going to sit in that chat, patiently, whilst I stand her and say what I got to say...understand?”

Carlisle stood now, an internal battle dancing behind his eyes as he glanced from y/n to his family. Y/n was aware of them staring now, watching the leader of their family, the alpha male be challenged, all tentative to see what he would do next. Slowly and with weight, Carlisle walked a few paces before he slid down into a chair, leaning forward and resting on his knees as he looked up at y/n through his lashes. This sent a tremor through the family and within the blink of an eye they were all gone, giving Carlisle and y/n their privacy.

“Carlisle...” Now she was here, she wasn’t quite sure what to say. “I am...sorry...about Mack and what we...” She trailed off, maybe it was not the best idea to start with this. “But you can’t judge me. You just can’t.”

“I know.” He whispered, his brows furrowing apologetically.

“All this...the drugs, Mack, everything, all of it’s just me trying to cope. And it’s not an excuse but-”

“Please don’t apologise.” Carlisle whispered and within the second he was standing in front of her cupping her cheeks in his hands and brushing his thumb under her right eye. “Never apologise.” He kissed her forehead. “You did nothing wrong.” He kissed her nose. It seemed like he went to go kiss her lips but he hovered, as if he remembered himself and he pulled back slightly, resting his forehead against hers.

“I’m sorry for the way I behaved. It was foolish and embarrassing of me.” He decided to say. “Back at the apartments. It’s just...”

“Just what?” Y/n murmured, now in a daze.

“I could smell it.”

“What?”

“Your scent...on him. On his neck, his shirt. Deep down I already knew what had happened but then hearing him...say it...and gloat.” His teeth gritted.

“If it’s any consolation, if I knew you were coming back I would have never-”

“But you didn’t know I was coming back. Because I left you here with nothing.” He was talking to himself now. “I...” He began. “I knew I was hurting you the day I left, the idea alone tormented me for months but I kept lying to myself, telling myself I would put you in more danger, more pain if I came back. But seeing the reality of what I had done to you, coming back to your blood smelling different and...” He trailed off.

“I know.” Y/n filled the silence, overwhelmed now at the feeling of him flushed against her body.

“I’ve got to hand it to Edward.” He chuckled to himself. “He’s more persuasive than he looks.” They stood like that for a moment, just comfortable at being able to be around one another again before y/n scrunched up her eyes.

“God, I've just been so caught up in being angry at you that I don’t think it’s really settled that you’re here. I feel like I’m going to wake up and this is just going to be a cruel dream.”

“I’m not going anywhere.” He cut her off gently, his eyes steely. “Not because I’m afraid of what you’ll do to yourself if I leave, not because you necessarily need me. But because...I don’t know how many chances I’m going to get to love someone like this.” He chuckled slightly. “And I mean, I have an eternity stretched out in front of me...but to love someone the way I love you...completely and utterly and with every piece of my heart and soul...”

His words fizzled into the air, the greater meaning behind them understood by them and only them.

“I’m sorry about Mack.” They were swaying slightly now, as if there were some soft unheard music. “He’s sweet...and he’s just lost...I guess I was for while.”

“As long as it was...consensual.” Surprisingly this made y/n laugh, a noise he had missed with his whole soul.

“Let’s not talk about it anymore.”

And they didn’t. From an outsiders perspective no one could have guessed anything was ever wrong between y/n and Carlisle. Just as before things gently shifted back into place, old routines were picked up and recent habits died out. Carlisle made good on his promise, he spent the rest of eternity doing everything in his power to make y/n happy, for that was all that mattered for him.

“To love someone the way I love you.” Became their phrase. Before long journeys apart, before what felt like impending doom when it came to Victoria, or the Voultri. He murmured it to her before she slept and shouted it after her car when she pulled away - an ode to their relationship, and all that they had been through. Y/n and Carlisle, the Dinosaur and the Vampire.

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spiderpaige-reads · 2 years

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Books Read In 2021 📚

Hello and welcome to my ratings and mini reviews of all the books i read in 2021!

-The Hunger Game by Suzanne Collins-

Rating: (4/5) 🏹

Review: I finally read the infamous book that jumpstarted ya dystopian lit. I read this over the summer and im happy i did! now onto Catching Fire.

-Red Queen by Victoria Aveyard-

Rating: (3/5) 👑

Review: it wasnt horrible but i didnt love it. I read this in january/february and it was fairly forgettable. I dont even remember the plot :/ I was hopeful but just didnt vibe with this book.

-Delirium/Pandemonium/requiem(series) by Lauren Oliver-

Rating: (4/5) ❤️

Review: At first i was skeptical but once i finished the first book i immediately got the next. It wasnt perfect but it was quite enjoyable!

-Dreamland by Sarah Dessen-

Rating: (3/5) 💤

Review: I like Sarah Dessens work but this book just didnt do it for me :/ It was good but not captivating enough.

-Girl, Serpent, Thorn by Melissa Bashhardoust-

Rating: (5/5) 🐍

Review: I love this book! Its such a captivating world with perfect elements of fact and fiction. Also, its wlw and in my top 3 LGBTQ+ list.

-Crave/Crush/Covet(series) by Tracy Wolff-

Rating: (5/5) 🧛‍♀️

Review: I was hopeful for this series but the first book gave me pause. At first it seemed a little cliche and cheesy but nonetheless i continued on and im glad i did! The second and third book were amazing! i love the lore and cant wait to read the fourth book, Court!

-Cinder by Marissa Meyer-

Rating: (3/5) 👠

Review: It was good but not great. I enjoyed what i read but wasnt eager to read the rest of the Lunar Chronicles but i may try the next book in the new year.

-Moxie by Jennifer Mathieu-

Rating: (4/5) 📕

Review: Great book for young girls to read to learn about feminism. Relatable for me and encouraged me to self reflect.

-Evermore by Alyson Noel-

Rating: (3/4) 🧛‍♀️

Review: The entire time i was internally screaming at the protagonist because of how clueless she seemed. It was good so i may continue the series in the new year.

-The Cousins by Karen M. McManus-

Rating: (4/5) 🤫

Review: I really enjoyed the story telling of this book. I loved the flashbacks to the parents. I want more books like this.

-Uglies by Scott Westerfield-

Rating: (3/5) 💋

Review: It was good but not great. I wasnt a huge fan of the overall lore but it was good for what it was.

-These Violent Delights by Chloe Gong-

Rating: (4/5)🍷

Review: Im an infamous Romeo and Juliet hater but i did really enjoyed this retelling. At times i forgot what the source material was. I cant wait to read the sequel!

-Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury-

Rating: (2/4) 🔥

Review: Not to be mean but i dont like this or any of ray bradburys work. No hate to him of course it just doesnt work for me. This was a reread for school :/

-Miss Peregrines home for peculiar children/Hollow City by Ransom Riggs-

Rating: (4/5) 🕊

Review: I loved the film when i came out so when i found the books i couldnt wait to read. i really enjoyed the lore and the story telling. (not to mention i loved the period piece aspects).

-Flowers in the Attic by V. C Andrews-

Rating: (3/5) 🌷

Review: it was good until the incest. It just…. i could smell it coming but was still surprised it when it happened :/ other than that it was good.

-Dead Letters by Conrad Williams-

Rating: (4/5) ✉️

Review: Some stories were better than others but as far as anthology books go this was quite enjoyable!

-Roald Dahls Book of Ghost Stories by Roald Dahl-

Rating: (4/5) 👻

Review: Again, another anthology book. My

boyfriend and i decided to read this together but neither of us fell in love but it was a good read.

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queenie-lexieee · 3 years

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[[ CC Character Profile ]]

Fandom:

Doctor Who

Full name:

Rose Tyler

Nickname(s):

•The Bad Wolf

Sex/Pronouns:

Female

Birthdate:

April 27, 1987

Age

19-20s years old

Powers:

None

Skills:

Rose was able to use firearms to effect. She was a skilled gymnast; Rose told the Ninth Doctor she had "got the bronze" during her school years.

[[ About ]]

Personality:

•Resourceful

•Brave

•Sweet

•Kind-hearted

•Intelligent

•Observant

•Romantic

•Jealous

•Selfish

Likes:

•Tea

•Pretty Things

•Traveling

•The Doctor

•Helping People

•Space

•Flitting With The Doctor

•Chips

Dislikes:

•Losing The Doctor

•People Dying

•Daleks

•The Doctor Enemies

•Other Girls being flirty with The Doctor

Background:

Occupation:

Shop assistant, Dinner lady

Fears:

•The Doctor dying

Sexual Orientation:

Straight

Species:

Human

Faceclaim:

•Billie Piper

•Young child (Julia Joyce)

[[ Relations ]]

Father: Peter Tyler {Dead}

Mother: Jackie Tyler

Adoptive Father: Peter Tyler

Little Brother: Tony Tyler

Husband: John Smith (Clone of Tenth Doctor)

Significant Other(s):

Ex:Mickey Smith & Meta Crisis

Husband: John Smith (Clone of Tenth Doctor)

(Opened to only ten doctors)

[[ Biography ]]

Rose is introduced in the eponymous premiere episode of the 2005 series. There, she is saved from an Auton attack by the mysterious alien Time Lord known as the Doctor (Christopher Eccleston), and assists him in preventing an invasion of Earth.[1] Subsequently, the Doctor invites Rose to be his travelling companion, taking her to the end of the world and giving her a "superphone" so she can remain in contact with her mother Jackie (Camille Coduri), and boyfriend Mickey (Noel Clarke).

In their travels through time and space, Rose learns the importance of not tampering with history, when she attempts to save the life of her father Pete Tyler (Shaun Dingwall), who had died when she was a baby. Throughout these journeys, she and the Doctor are haunted by two mysterious recurring words: 'Bad Wolf'. Rose, the Doctor, and new companion Captain Jack (John Barrowman) come to understand the meaning of this phrase when they encounter an unstoppable army of evil alien Daleks on the space station Satellite 5. To return to the Doctor after he sends her home to Earth in series finale "The Parting of the Ways", Rose tears open the console of the Doctor's time machine, the TARDIS, and becomes suffused with the power of the time vortex. Returning, she uses her power over the infinity of time and space to spread the words "Bad Wolf" over its entirety, then saving the universe from the Dalek invasion. Rose resurrects Jack, who died from Dalek fire, and destroys the Dalek fleet before the Doctor drains the energy out of her—by kissing her—to save her life from its harmful effects. Rose is horrified as the Doctor appears to die and regenerates into a new man (David Tennant), who proceeds to take the TARDIS and a terrified Rose to Earth, abandoning Jack on Satellite 5. The new Doctor and Rose arrive on Earth on Christmas Day, where he passes out from the strain of regeneration in the midst of a Sycorax invasion in the 2005 Christmas special "The Christmas Invasion". Having woken up and saved Earth, the Doctor enjoys Christmas dinner with Rose before the two once again depart to parts unknown.

Over the second series (2006), Rose and the Doctor grow increasingly close to one another. After defeating a werewolf, they are knighted by Queen Victoria (Pauline Collins), who banishes them as threats to the Empire whilst setting up the Torchwood Institute, which aims to track the Doctor and other aliens. Their relationship proves a source of tension once Mickey joins the pair in their travels, at the suggestion of the Doctor's former companion Sarah Jane Smith (Elisabeth Sladen). Whilst stranded in a parallel universe, Rose meets a rich, entrepreneur version of her father who never died. Mickey decides to stay behind on this world to battle the Cybermen—emotionless cyborgs which seek to convert humans to their ranks—as he no longer wants to feel like a spare part. Alone with the Doctor again, Rose faces the mythical Beast (Gabriel Woolf), who prophesies that Rose will soon die in battle.

This day comes when, in the present day, the Torchwood Institute's director Yvonne Hartman (Tracy-Ann Oberman) accidentally allows the Cybermen army and Dalek Cult of Skaro into Rose's reality, where they begin a war. In sealing the Cybermen and Daleks back into the "void" through which they came, Rose is transported to the parallel universe by Pete, to save her from also being pulled into the void. Rose becomes trapped in the parallel universe with Jackie and the alternate universe Pete as the walls between universes seal; she is later declared dead in her own universe. Months later, the Doctor is able to transmit Rose a goodbye message. She reveals she now works for that universe's Torchwood, and confesses her love for him. Before he can reply, their connection is lost

When the Doctor is reunited with Donna Noble (Catherine Tate) in the show's fourth series (2008), Rose mysteriously begins to appear in the Doctor's life—first seen only by Donna, and later in silent video messages which the Doctor fails to notice. When a "Time Beetle" creates an alternate universe in which Donna never meets the Doctor and the Doctor dies, Rose travels from her parallel world to this world, working alongside the organisation UNIT to send Donna back in time, and make Donna's younger self turn left at a junction and not right. Rose tells Donna to say two words to The Doctor; 'Bad Wolf'.

The Doctor concludes this is a sign that the Universe, and reality itself is under threat. Later, in the midst of Davros' (Julian Bleach) plot to obliterate existence, Rose unites with the Doctor and his companions Donna, Martha, Jack and Sarah Jane to make a stand against him and his army of Daleks. In the midst of the battle, a part-human Doctor is created and destroys the Daleks. The Doctor returns Rose to the parallel universe along with Jackie, and his part-human counterpart. Rose challenges the Doctor to say the words he did not say to her during their previous farewell. The Doctor does not answer, but his part-human counterpart whispers in her ear and Rose kisses him. The Doctor retreats, leaving Rose behind with his part-human counterpart.[19] In the closing scenes of The End of Time (2010), just prior to his regeneration, the Doctor travels to Rose's housing estate in the first minutes of 2005. He speaks to her from the shadows, asking her what year it is. She tells him it is January 1, 2005.

The Doctor promises her that she will have a really great year. Piper returned for the show's 50th anniversary episode "The Day of the Doctor" (2013) as the interface of a sentient weapon of mass destruction known as "the Moment". The War Doctor (John Hurt) intends to end the raging Time War by using the Moment to destroy both the Daleks and the Time Lords. Using Rose's image, chosen for her future significance to the Doctor, the Moment attempts to persuade him to seek an alternative course of action by showing him how the decision will affect his future.Back with real Rose Tyler, she had married the part-human counterpart of The 10th Doctor, he used the name John Smith. The continue their days together and working with Touchwood

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potionsprefect · 3 years

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Not One But Two

Pairings: Ethan Ramsey x Victoria Clarke

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: The baby scan throws them a little surprise

Rating: General Audiences

Category: Fluff

A/N: I wasn’t going to make this a series but after @queencarb asked if there was gonna be one, I couldn’t resist! Thank you girl for the inspiration ❤️

First part here

The morning sun was shining through the windows, lighting up everything in its path. The birds were chirping softly outside the window and inside the large master bedroom, a couple laid contently amongst the duvet.

“Do you reckon we could call in sick and just spend the day in bed?” Victoria asked.

A rich chuckle sounded from near her belly. Her husband had his head on her stomach, stroking her soft skin and pressing kisses to it every so often.

“We could, but then that would look really suspicious when we turn up for our scan.” Ethan replied.

“Who would ever question the Ramsey’s?”

“Anyone who wants to have their privileges revoked.” Ethan shrugged.

“One look from you and they’d be off running. I remember what it was like during my intern year.” Victoria laughed.

“All of them ran, apart from you.” Ethan said turning his face towards her.

“Not even scare mongering from the great Ethan Ramsey himself could make me run away from him.” Victoria smiled, running a hand through his hair.

“And I’m glad you didn’t.” Ethan moved further up her body to press a chaste kiss to her lips. “Because now we’re happily married and you’re growing our beautiful little baby.” Ethan caressed her slightly swollen stomach.

“I never realised how content you’ve become.” Victoria smiled.

“Being with the right woman will do that to a man.” Ethan smiled kissing Victoria, stroking her hair. “Pregnancy suits you.”

“You’re flattering me.”

“It’s not flattery if it’s true. Maybe you should become pregnant all the time.” Ethan ran his thumb across her lips.

“Are you saying I wasn’t well suited before?” Victoria teased.

“I’m saying pregnancy brings out the beauty in you. And you can’t argue with that.” Ethan replied.

“I’ll take your word for it.” Victoria said.

“You better Mrs Ramsey.”

“Of course Mr Ramsey.”

— — — — —

Since they found out she was pregnant, Ethan had limited Victoria’s tasks in the hospital. If there was a trauma, she was only allowed to treat the green and yellow tags. She was exempt from any x rays, scans and infectious patients and was allowed regular breaks.

Victoria had tried to tell Ethan she wasn’t made of glass and could still carry out her normal duties. They agreed to disagree on their opinions on traumas but came to an mutual agreement that Victoria could have regular breaks, particularly because her back and feet were constantly killing her.

“There you are Sienna.” Victoria said heading towards her friend.

“What’s up?”

“I need to run upstairs for something, could you send this to the lab for me?”

“No problem. Fancy lunch later on?”

“Sounds great. I’m sorry I’ve been a bit down lately.”

“You don’t need to apologise! We all have our low moments. Although for you I’m guessing there will be a lot of high ones soon.” Sienna smirked glancing at Victoria’s stomach.

“How did you...?”

“The signs were all there, although I properly suspected when I saw you dashing into the bathroom earlier.” Sienna chuckled.

Victoria stared eyes wide at her friend. Although her morning sickness was not as severe as she expected, she thought she had avoided anyone noticing. Apart from Ethan of course.

“How far along?” Sienna asked quietly, making sure no one was listening.

“I found out last week, I’ve got my appointment in 15 minutes.” Victoria smiled.

“Ahh! I’m so happy for you!” Sienna squealed giving Victoria a hug. “Don’t worry I won’t tell the others.”

“Thanks Si. I’ve gotta head upstairs.” Victoria replied heading off down the hall.

“Good luck!” Sienna smiled.

Victoria headed down the corridor and up to OB where she checked in and waited for her name to be called. She text Ethan telling her where she was but didn’t get a reply.

Another 15 minutes had passed and Ethan still hadn’t turned up. She tried texting him and even calling him but he didn’t pick up. Where was he?

“Victoria? Would you like to come through?” Janice Myers, head of OB called out to her with a smile.

Victoria took one last look down the corridor and then followed Janice into one of the exams rooms.

“So how have you been?” Janice asked as she took a seat at her desk whilst Victoria sat on the exam bed.

“Not too bad. The morning sickness isn’t as bad as I thought it would be. I’m not throwing up as often as I thought I would.” Victoria replied.

“It’s always different in every case, some women have it bad, others barely have any. I guess you’re lucky.” Janice replied.

“Very lucky.” Victoria chuckled.

“Is Ethan not with you?”

“There must be an emergency downstairs. I’ll find him later.”

“Ok let’s get started.”

Victoria lied down on the bed and lifted up her top as Janice put some of the gel on her stomach. She placed the wand gently to the gel and on the screen flickered a black and white image.

“There we go.” Janice smiled moving the screen so Victoria could see.

Victoria smiled at the screen, her eyes glistening with emotion. She could just make out the tiny figure.

“I’d say you’re about eight weeks, healthy size, everything looks good.” Janice smiled.

“That’s a relief. That’s all I could hope for.” Victoria said.

“Indeed.” Janice said looking at the screen. She suddenly furrowed her brows and looked at the screen more closely.

“What is it?” Victoria asked noticing the change in her demeanour.

“See for yourself.” Janice chuckled slightly pointing to the screen.

Victoria scanned the screen, looking for anything that would’ve caused Janice to take a second look. She then saw it, and her eyes widened in surprise.

“Is that...” Victoria trailed off.

“A second heartbeat.” Janice smiled.

Victoria stared at the tiny little heartbeat then darted her eyes back to the original one. “Wow.”

Janice laughed slightly. “I have to admit, I never believed Ethan would marry, but being the father of twins? Now that is something I can’t wait to see.”

“Double the trouble for the both of us.” Victoria laughed a little. “I thought twins meant the morning sickness would be worse.”

“It is usually but I guess you’re even luckier than you realise. Both babies are looking healthy and are at a decent size. I’ll print out some photos and a sheet of things to look out for over the next few weeks. Are you taking any vitamins?”

“No I was going to pick some up on my way home.”

“I’ll write you a prescription. That way you can avoid any unwanted looks or gossip.” Janice smiled.

“Thank you.” Victoria smiled back.

Victoria headed out the room and back downstairs still shocked from the news that she was having twins. Ethan is going to kick himself that he missed that she thought.

By the end of the year, there wouldn’t be just one baby in their lives, there would be two. The thought of that made her feel giddy with excitement.

Victoria scanned the corridors trying to spot her husband. He wasn’t in any of the filled rooms nor was he by the nurses station. Victoria then decided to head to his office and wait for him there. She fired a quick text to Sienna.

Rain check on lunch? Need to tell Ethan something x

Sienna immediately replied:

No worries, hope the appointment went ok. Just dealt with a massive trauma so would’ve been delayed anyway! X

Victoria headed into Ethan’s office and sat down in his chair. She text Ethan telling him where she was and waited.

Her eyes scanned the room, his office was bare with only a few additions over the years. On his desk was a picture of them at their wedding, smiling at each other as they did their first dance. Next to it was a single photo of Victoria, grinning as she held a drink in her hand.

Victoria smiled at the photos, knowing Ethan would soon be adding a third photo to the collection. Or possibly a fourth if he wanted one photo of each baby.

The sound of the door opening and closing made her look up and there stood Ethan, looking panicked and angry with himself.

“Vic I am so sorry. We had a major trauma come in and when I thought it was over, they just kept rolling in.” Ethan said breathlessly making his way over to her and kissing her forehead as she stood up.

“Ethan it’s fine. I know how stressful it can be working in the ER. It’s ok.” Victoria ran her fingers across the lines of his face, trying to relive some of the tension he was feeling.

“But I missed the scan! Was everything ok?”

“You might want to sit down.” Victoria directed him to the chair. If he heard the news she had to share standing up, he’d probably faint.

“What is it? Is everything ok?” Ethan asked looking up at her.

“See for yourself.” Victoria reached into her pocket and pulled out the scan. She handed it to Ethan.

Ethan directed his eyes between the scan and Victoria unsure what to say. He could feel his heart pounding - whether it was the adrenaline from treating over 30 casualties or from staring at the scan he didn’t know.

Twins.

“Ethan?” Victoria’s voice pulled him out of his thoughts.

“This is...” Ethan trailed off.

“Unexpected?”

“I was going to say amazing.” Ethan smiled.

“That’s not the reaction I had when I first saw them.” Victoria laughed a little. “Double the trouble for us.”

“Even when they’re on their third detention in a week.” Ethan chuckled as he stood up and wrapped his arms around her.

Victoria sighed against his chest as Ethan’s hands ran up and down her back.

“Looks like we’re going to have to buy double of everything.” Victoria looked up at him.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Ethan pulled her in for a kiss, lingering for a few moments before he then pressed a loving kiss to her stomach.

— — — — —

Labour fic up next!

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Updated List 2021 For Netflix Cancelled & Renewed Shows

Platforms like Netflix and Amazon Prime are watched by a number of people all over the world. Both of these platforms telecast movies, shows, and series which are related to different genres. From thriller to action, anime, mystery, documentaries, history, and more, everything can be seen on these platforms.

Before getting started let us first talk about the shows/series you like to watch? Friends, Riverdale, Game Of Thrones? Well, all of them has a huge fan following. I personally can never get enough of watching Riverdale and Friends. Whether I am back home after work or I wanted to spend some time, Netflix has always been a savior. However, lately I got a news and it just felt like the end of the world.

Were you aware of the fact that some of the Netflix shows have been going off air and cancelled real soon? Yes, you are reading this right. The reasons behind the cancellation of various reasons bring together a plethora of reasons. Of course some shows like Dear White People and Dead To Me have a huge fan following and will be missed for sure. However, since we know that sooner or later good things do make their way, all these shows also came to an end soon.

Have you been wondering which shows got canceled? This is the piece which is apt for you. You will be able to find out all of them here itself. Hence, let’s get started without any further ado.

Netflix shows that have been renewed and cancelled in the year 2021Below mentioned is a list of the top twenty shows that have been canceled this year. Check them out to find the reasons behind the big decision. In addition to this, you will also find out if they are coming back anytime soon.

Ozark: This one has been renewed for season four. The famous television series is coming to an end in 2021. You could find this series on Netflix. Even after gaining so much of popularity, the show is gong off air this year. The show did receive a number of nominations of awards and has also won numerou titles. Some of them are the Guild award, and Emmy award. To people who have watched this series, the fourth season has divided into two different categories. Each category consists of seven episodes. However, at present the director wanted to take a break and made sure that the series is remembered by the fans.

Cast of Ozark

Jason Bateman

Alik Bateman

Andrew Bernstein

Ellen Kuras

Daniel Sackheim

Amanda Marsalis

Benjamin Semanoff

Phil Abraham

Cherien Dabis

Dead To Me: This one has been renewed for season three. The series is known to end in the year 2021. However, the series finale is a big hit and funny. But, this one did not gain too much attention. Time changes, and so does the audience. This is why it is now time to bid adieu to this series, Jenny and Judy. Even though the series was loved by some of them till date, it is finally coming to an end yet not off air.

Cast of Dead To Me

Kat Coiro

Geeta V. Patel

Minkie Spiro

Abe Sylvia

Amy York Rubin

Tamra Davis

Jennifer Getzinger

Liza Johnson

Silver Tree

Elizabeth Allen

Lucifer: The series is renewed for season six. Another fantastic which is coming to an end is Lucifer. The series premiered on 25 January 2016. With time the first season received mixed reviews from critics. A number of them praised certain characters and Elli’s performance was no exception. With time more and more seasons were released. However, they did not gain much popularity. Platforms like Netflix also cancelled the pick up of the third season.

Cast Of Lucifer

Tom Ellis as Lucifer Morningstar

Lauren German

Kevin Alejandro

D B. Woodside as Amenadiel

Lesley as Ann Branch

Scarlett Estevez as Beatrice

Rachael Harris

Kevin Rankin

Tricia Helfer as Mum

Tom Welling as Lieutenant Marcus Pierce

Inbar Lavi as Eve

You: This one got renewed for season three. There are only very few Netflix series that have grabbed the attention of people. However unfortunately, this famous thriller series has come to an end now. However, a statement was made by the director where he said that the series will be ending with a season three. The series is based on a novel which was written by Caroline Kepnes. The main role was played by Penn Badgley who was a bookseller. During the second season, the seller was a movie from New York to LA. Even though this is an irresistible show, the fans may not get to watch it anymore.

Cast of You

Penn Badgley

Victoria Pedretti

Ambyr Childers

Elizabeth Lail

Luca Padovan

Jenna Ortega

Zach Cherry

James Scully

Carmeta Zumbado

Nicole Kang

Shalita Grant

Scott Speedman

Travis Van Winkle

Atypical: This show has been renewed for season four. With the season finale, this show is going off air in 2021. However, it will still remain in the hearts of so many of them. No reasons have been found as to why the show is going off air. However, some of them are saying that the reason is because the show is very underrated.

Cast of Atypical

Keir Gilchrist

Brigette Lundy-Paine

Jennifer Jason Leigh

Michael Rapaport

Nik Dodani

Amy Okuda

Jenna Boyd

Graham Rogers

Fivel Stewart

Nina Ameri

Raúl Castillo

Ariela Barer

Graham Phillips

Sara Gilbert

Rachel Redleaf

Allie Rae Treharne

Eric McCormack

Casey Wilson

Angel Laketa Moore

Christina Offley

Kimia Behpoornia

Karl T. Wright

Major Curda

Marietta Melrose

On My Block: There is no official announcement related to the renewal of On My Block. However, it is going to end in 2021 mainly because of the pandemic. The show gained popularity but is still ending. Centered in Los Angeles, this one was based on high school teens who face different challenges.

Cast of On My Block

Diego Tinoco

Sierra Capri

Jason Genao

Brett Gray

Jessica Marie Garcia

Julio Macias

Ronni Hawk

Peggy Blow

Jahking Guillory

Paula Garcés

Danny Ramirez

Reggie Austin

Eric Neil Gutierrez

Eme Ikwuakor

Emilio Rivera

Lisa Marcos

Angela Elayne Gibbs

Ada Luz Pla

Troy Leigh-Anne Johnson

Shoshana Bush

Rob Murat

Mallory James Mahoney

Raushanah Simmons

Gilberto Ortiz

Dear White People: This series is renewed for season four. This one is coming to an end in 2021. The final episodes will show you the nest conversational end.

Cast of Dear White People

Logan Browning

Antoinette Robertson

Brandon P. Bell

Ashley Blaine Featherson

Marque Richardson

DeRon Horton

John Patrick Amedori

Giancarlo Esposito

Tyler James Williams

Caitlin Carver

Jeremy Tardy

Obba Babatundé

Brandon Black

Sheridan Pierce

Nia Long

Ally Maki

Quei Tann

Brant Daugherty

Wendy Raquel Robinson

John Rubinstein

Jeff Larson

Alex Alcheh

Francia Raisa

Rome Flynn

Luke O’Sullivan

Taylor Foster

John Paul Jones II

Tessa Thompson

Ratched: This series is renewed for season two but is going off air very soon. The series is about a nurse Ratched and is based on a real story. As of now it is twisted and ended with a superb episode.

Cast of Ratched

Sarah Paulson

Cynthia Nixon

Finn Wittrock

Sharon Stone

Judy Davis

Jon Jon Briones

Charlie Carver

Amanda Plummer

Corey Stoll

Alice Englert

Sophie Okonedo

Vincent D’Onofrio

Hunter Parrish

Brandon Flynn

Harriet Sansom Harris

Rosanna Arquette

Jermaine Williams

Michael Benjamin Washington

Don Cheadle

Linda Bisesti

Annie Starke

Teo Briones

Emily Mest

Liz Femi

Jeff B. Davis

Robert Curtis Brown

Kirk Bovill

Grasie Mercedes

Siaka Massaquoi

Ben Crowley

Elinor Gunn

Clayton Farris

Aaron Jay Rome

Patrick Duke Conboy

Zabeth Russell

Albert Malafronte

Jake McDermott

Heather McPhaul

Lita Lopez

Lucas Barker

Greg Ballora

Alfred Rubin Thompson

Germain Arroyo

Kristin Charney

Fred Maske

Casey James Knight

Glow: This one is straightaway cancelled. A very famous wrestling drama, this had to be cancelled because of the pandemic.

Cast of Glow

Alison Brie

Betty Gilpin

Marc Maron

Kate Nash

Jackie Tohn

Sydelle Noel

Sunita Mani

Britney Young

Gayle Rankin

Awesome Kong

Britt Baron

Ellen Wong

Chris Lowell

Kimmy Gatewood

Rebekka Johnson

Marianna Palka

Shakira Barrera

Rich Sommer

Bashir Salahuddin

Geena Davis

Victor Quinaz

Ursula Hayden

Alex Rich

Andrew Friedman

Elizabeth Perkins

Annabella Sciorra

Brooke Hogan

Breeda Wool

Kevin Cahoon

Horatio Sanz

Wyatt Nash

Joey Ryan

Toby Huss

Paul Fitzgerald (actor)

Eli Goree

Marc Evan Jackson

Phoebe Strole

Amy Farrington

Ravil Isyanov

Messiah: The series was cancelled because it had to go through ups and downs. However, for the year 2021, this high class show has been canceled. The reason behind this is the dropping popularity.

Cast of Messiah

Mehdi Dehbi

Michelle Monaghan

Stefania LaVie Owen

Rona-Lee Shimon

Sayyid El Alami

Melinda Page Hamilton

Wil Traval

John Ortiz

Fares Landoulsi

Jane Adams

Beau Bridges

Philip Baker Hall

Dermot Mulroney

Teenage Bounty Hunters: This one got cancelled too. Even though this was considered as one of the best teen comedy series, it came to an end. The series received amazing reviews from the critics and the jury.Sadly, the first season of this show fails to draw the attention of the audience. This is one major reason why the series ended.

Cast of Teenage Bounty Hunters

Maddie Phillips

Anjelica Bette Fellini

Devon Hales

Kadeem Hardison

Virginia Williams

Spencer House

Mackenzie Astin

Myles Evans

Charity Cervantes

Method Man

Eric Graise

Given Sharp

Shirley Rumierk

Randy Havens

Jacob Rhodes

The Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance: The series got cancelled even after umpteen gigs and comedy episodes.

Cast of The Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance

Anya Taylor-Joy

Taron Egerton

Nathalie Emmanuel

Mark Hamill

Simon Pegg

Jason Isaacs

Helena Bonham Carter

Andy Samberg

Natalie Dormer

Keegan-Michael Key

Caitriona Balfe

Alicia Vikander

Gugu Mbatha-Raw

Mark Strong

Harvey Fierstein

Theo James

Toby Jones

Awkwafina

Lena Headey

Ólafur Darri Ólafsson

Shazad Latif

Donna Kimball

Harris Dickinson

Benedict Wong

Sigourney Weaver

Hannah John-Kamen

Neil Sterenberg

Louise Gold

Beccy Henderson

Kevin Clash

Dave Chapman

Warrick Brownlow-Pike

Helena Smee

Bill Hader

Theo Ogundipe

Kemi-Bo Jacobs

Dave Goelz

Eddie Izzard

Patriot Act with Hasan Minhaj; This American show has grabbed the attention of so many of them during the lockdown. However, the show is now cancelled and no reasons behind the same have been found out yet.

Cast of Patriot Act With Hasan Minhaj

Hasan Minhaj

Joyelle Johnson

Arnab Goswami

Andrew Yang

Cory Booker

Maeve Higgins

Adi Ash

Michelle C Bonilla

Rahm Braslaw

Julian Zane Chawdhary

Sean Hartman

Alexis Landry

James Adam Tucker

Rayan Zaim-Sassi

Emily Grace Buck

Vava

Vinod Chaproo

Joan Dickson

Michael Eric Dyson

Jann Ellis

Sonia

Lori Hammel

Smith Harrison

John Hodgman

Siraj Huda

Jacob Dylan

Aurea Jolly

Kevin

The Summary

These are some of the famous Netflix series and shows that got cancelled in the year 2021. As mentioned above, the reasons behind the cancellation differ from series to series. However, you need not lose hope. Netflix still have amazing series coming up. Whatever genre you prefer, keep that in mind and start searching for them. This way you will surely end up finding the ones that will be suitable for you. If not Netflix, then you can check out IMDB. This is a platform where you can search for various shows and movies. While doing do, what you can do is check out the ratings. This way you will find out whether or not the show should be watched or not. IMDB shows new series ans shows that are released every week or month. Search for the one you want to watch and get started without any further ado.

We hope this piece has helped in understanding which and why the shows got cancelled. However, you need not worry about anything. There are a plethora of shows you will come across on this platform, and something or the other will surely be worth watching. Thus, do not wait further and make use of the time this lockdown. Do not let the cancellation and lockdown spoil your mood. Your mood will be cherished and who knows you find out facts you never thought could happen? Also, exploring various genres never goes waste. So, why not make use of this wonderful opportunity?

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hello, internet

I’m really about to expose myself here huh

anyway, this post is the brainchild of my quarantine. Beginning somewhere around April (what even is time) and ongoing to this day, I’ve written screenplays and fics, made pinterest boards and spotify playlists, dreamed up choreography, and plotted storylines, all as a product of both escapism from this insane world and yearning to be part of my favorite tv show in any capacity.

guys, gals, and nonbinary pals, buckle your seatbelts and allow me to introduce you to “Zoey’s Extraordinary Cousin”, Victoria Evelyn Clarke.

(most of this was written before s2 premiered, and I won’t always be changing her whole story as it would be required on this post, but I’ll continue to add fics which modify stuff to fit s2 canon)

general stuff

name: Victoria Evelyn Clarke (named after a song-first-and a friend-middle)

nickname: Tori

age: 23

height: 5′9″ (plenty of opportunity for the brogrammers to joke about how short Zoey is when compared to her younger cousin)

hair: auburn, medium length, wavy

eyes: hazel, she wears glasses

family: her father is Mitch’s brother, so Maggie and Mitch are her aunt and uncle, making Zoey and David her cousins

occupation: just graduated from a BFA musical theatre program; hired to play piano in the SPRQpoint lobby, stays there for most of the time that her story is shown and eventually books a role in the LA area, which causes her departure from the show (if she’s just a recurring character)

a few of her functions as a character

disclaimer: I’m fully aware that a lot of concepts I’ve come up with for her couldn’t actually happen on the show (especially if I played her, which of course is the ultimate dream), but I just wanted to put all of my ideas into one place

because she ends up working at SPRQpoint, Victoria serves as a bridge between Zoey’s work life and family life, making the story more cohesive

due to the blood relation and her empathetic nature, she can tell when people are singing to her. Zoey tells her about the power right away, and she provides insight, taking on a similar role to Mo but with the added bonus of already knowing her family and getting to know her coworkers better. A complication in the powers is always interesting, and it opens the door for many more possibilities

she’ll bring more musical theatre songs to the table and diversify the music genres discussed on the show; it would also be really interesting to have a character that plays an instrument and see how that might factor into heartsongs

she’d strengthen the theme of music bringing empathy through storytelling; through her insight and empathetic nature, she sees qualities in some characters that Zoey and the audience haven’t seen yet

she’s been the “therapist friend” all her life, and a big part of her arc is learning how to take care of herself and realizing that her own emotions are just as valid as those of the people she helps; this gives a contrast to Zoey’s initial awkwardness when it comes to emotions and helping people, and they help each other through everything

the fact that she quickly falls for Leif sends Zoey into a bit of a tailspin; she feels that she has to tell her what else he’s sung, which results in a question about the ethics of the power and privacy. This’ll give more depth to Leif (who we’ve barely heard from emotionally since mid-ep-11; there’s a lot behind “things change, people change” that I’m curious about) along with bringing out a protective side to Zoey and deepening the Clarke family dynamic

personality and characterization tidbits

hufflepuff through and through

sees the best in people

loves music and is really knowledgeable about it (see Zoey and Mo in the relationship section down below for the impact of this) and has escaped into it her whole life; this makes her almost a foil to Zoey as they balance each other out

just as awkward as Zoey; one can absolutely tell that they’re related if only by their speech patterns and appearance

has a playlist for every imaginable human emotion

bi and hopeless romantic, but has never really felt wanted

unashamed theatre kid

quick-thinking and witty, intelligent but idealistic, and sometimes comes across as naïve

passionate about activism and working for change

feels and cares very deeply

see pinterest board and spotify playlist below in the references section for more

relationships with other characters

Zoey Clarke: her cousin. After graduation, Victoria visits her family to be there for them after the funeral, and this begins her storyline. The extended Clarke family is tight-knit, and she and Zoey have been really close friends throughout their entire lives. They can read each other well, and the established relationship is really clear in their dialogue and the way that each is one of the few people that the other feels genuinely comfortable around. Partly because Zoey never had a younger sibling, she was always very protective of her younger cousin. This comes into play in a huge way during Victoria’s storyline, beginning with her second heartsong. One of Zoey’s internal conflicts throughout this situation is the decision of how much to share with Tori of what she knows due to earlier heartsongs; she feels it would be an invasion of privacy to tell too much, but she also feels at the start that Tori is being naïve and a bit too trusting and doesn’t want her to get hurt. This struggle deals with both Zoey’s personal relationships and the ethics of the power.

Leif Donnelly: the reason for the aforementioned internal conflict. Victoria falls hard and fast for him during her first tour of the fourth floor, leading to her second heartsong. When confronted by a dumbfounded Zoey about it, she denies it as nothing more than infatuation at first sight, but this gets harder to believe as time goes on and Zoey has to watch her cousin and sworn rival genuinely becoming friends. After a few weeks, she learns and has to accept that Victoria’s feelings are genuine. Reciprocation, though, is a whole different matter; they find this out by way of another heartsong, which is also how Victoria learns of her own addition to the power. Witnessing that song pushes Zoey over the edge, and similarly to s1e5, she eventually blurts out the truth about Leif’s previous heartsongs and relationship with Joan, which leads to Victoria’s very conflicted heartsong rendition of “Toxic” (because if no one sings it to him at some point in the series, that’s a seriously missed opportunity). We see their later conversation: Victoria isn’t sure how to bring it up, but she doesn’t have to, because the events of the end of s1 obviously did take a big toll on Leif and he wants to be honest with her about it (see chapter 7 of singin’ from a streetlight). It would be interesting if she had something to do with the way he eventually found out about the power; Victoria lives very much by her moral compass, and she would feel awful about knowing things that he doesn’t know that she knows. If I had to sum up the relationship in terms of how it serves the show, Victoria sees the parts of Leif that Zoey and the audience (for most of the season) don’t, and he’s one of the first people who’s ever made her feel wanted.

Mo Montgomery: these two get along splendidly. So splendidly, in fact, that Zoey sometimes even regrets introducing them, especially when she can’t sleep due to their late-night, belt-to-the-rafters karaoke sessions that can be heard through the apartment walls. Mo finally has someone in the building (Victoria is staying with Zoey through the duration of her arc on the show) who properly appreciates music, and the three of them (plus Max and whoever else learns about the power-Simon absolutely has to in season 2, come on) become a sort of ragtag let’s-figure-out-this-crazy-power group of friends.

David Clarke: I’ve always thought that the backstory revealed in ep 5 of David being a former theatre kid was really interesting. He and Victoria have bonded over this for a long time, and she feels betrayed when he leaves it behind due to the toxic masculinity explored in ep 5. I’d love an ep called “Zoey’s Extraordinary Brother” or something that goes deeper into that; Victoria definitely has a hand in helping David embrace that part of himself, and she’s almost as close with him as she is with Zoey.

Max Richman: she’s actually known him for quite a while, having done a bit of community theatre with him before he even met Zoey (because you cannot tell me that this man, who can canonically sing and dance and genuinely enjoys it, wasn’t one of the only boys in his high school theatre program and didn’t ever play Georg Novak at some point). He seemed to have gone through some Good Old Fashioned Character Development in ep 12, what with the “focus on yourself right now” and everything, but there’s still quite a lot to unpack that was revealed between 7 and 11. Honestly, I just want to see someone Talk Some Freakin Sense Into Him, and an old friend who’s been removed from the situation but knows both him and Zoey very well is a pretty good bet.

Simon Haynes: Victoria, along with Mo, acts as Zoey’s confidant for the central love triangle. She’s a bit put off by the idea of Simon’s cheating, but sympathizes with both him and Jessica after learning the whole story; upon meeting him, she thinks he’s wonderful. (he honestly gets some of my favorite dialogue on the show...who else can pull off all of those deep conversations along with “this is a classy affair, of course there’ll be pigs in a blanket”? in this house we appreciate JCS)

Tobin Batra: the first person she meets on her first tour of SPRQpoint, much to Zoey’s dismay. As the audience learns more about him (which I’m so freakin excited for, by the way), he and Victoria share quite a bit of banter while the season goes on. Tobin also thoroughly enjoys trying to push Leif and Victoria together, and there are a lot of fun scenes in which he has a blast acting as a wingman for his oldest and newest friends.

Mitch and Maggie Clarke: they mean absolutely everything to her. Victoria’s parents are usually supportive, but they often consider her career as an entity separate from her as a person and discuss it as if the decisions are up to them; she was always able to come to her aunt and uncle when she needed to, and she’ll always be grateful to them for it. As previously mentioned, the extended Clarkes are really close, and Victoria deeply regrets not being able to make it to Mitch’s funeral. At the start of her arc, she believes that she doesn’t have as much right to grieve and that she has to “stay strong” for her family. Over the course of her storyline, she realizes that there are people that are there for her just as much as she’s there for them. This includes Leif, Zoey, and Mo; Maggie is one of the most important of these for her. Family is at the core of this show, and at the core of Victoria’s being.

Emily Kang: first of all, I’m still hoping she gets “Everything Changes” from Waitress in season 2. Victoria admires her wit and they enjoy each other’s company; when needed, she loves babysitting her second cousin.

Abigail: give her a last name gosh darnit. I hope she comes back as an intern in season 2; she and Tori would be SUCH good friends, and it might be neat if they had a duet of sorts, so that she’d be signing with the strings carrying on her part as Tori sang.

Aiden: okay, I knew from the beginning they’d be best friends oh my god. She’s closer in age to him than she is to Zoey; she was often babysat by her cousins when she was little, and that’s how she got to know the kid next door, the kid who air-guitared along to the radio and made plans with her to travel the world when they got older. Naturally, she had the biggest crush on him, which Zoey thought was hilarious. They still support each other’s music and keep in touch to this day.

I’m not sure what’s going to happen in season 2 with new characters, etc, and whether characters such as Joan, Autumn, Howie, Eddie, Deb, Ava, Jessica, etc are coming back. My ideas for this character and her relationships will obviously change as the show progresses (I say as if anything will happen-it’s one of the only things I have left to hope for, okay, voice in my head, shut up) and I’m looking forward to seeing how the story continues to unfold.

some potential heartsongs

“Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again” from The Phantom of the Opera: the first that the audience sees of her. After an episode of Zoey Going Through Some Stuff, she needs to talk to her dad, and realizes once she reaches the cemetery that she’s not the only one. It’s raining, much as it was when they tried to choose his plot. It’s just the beginning of the song; on “all that you dreamed I could”, Victoria’s voice cracks-she’s crying as she’s singing-and she trails off, then the instrumental continues while they talk. I mean, we’ve already had a song from an ALW musical...IT COULD WORK.

“Absolutely Smitten” by Dodie: after her first tour of the fourth floor, to an oblivious Leif. I’ve always wondered why they haven’t used the swings in the choreography yet, so I just decided to do it because Why Not. The vibes of this song would be perfect for the vibes of SPRQpoint, and it works for the scene as well; it’s vulnerable enough to be the beginning of real feelings, but cutesy enough for her to deny it to Zoey as nothing more than infatuation. If we can put the railing on the staircase back in from the pilot, it fits pretty well as a sliding-down-the-railing song, if that makes sense.

“Human” by Christina Perri: a visit to her parents. enough said. It serves as a major release for Victoria as well as the reveal that she’s far from the put-together person that she tries to be; I also feel like this kind of song would fit well into the show, and it’s more recognizable to the mainstream than most of the other songs on this list. This is also a wake-up call to Zoey that her cousin really is hurting, and the “help” that prevents the song from haunting her comes from the fact that she’s the first person to really understand Victoria’s relationship with her parents and be there for her.

“Strawberry Blond” by Mitski: the epitome of Yearning™. A few weeks have passed since “Absolutely Smitten”, and as much as Zoey would like to stay in denial about her cousin’s feelings, the universe isn’t going to let her; “I love everybody because I love you” is pretty difficult to twist out of context. This one is short and sweet, starting at the second verse and skipping to the repeated chorus. The choreo epitomizes the paradox of combined awkwardness and grace that lies at the heart of Tori’s character. She floats and spins, propelling herself around the office as if lifted from within by the music, never taking her eyes away from Leif. This is when Zoey realizes that she actually has to deal with it, prompting the swear guitar title card; this song and the next two are all part of the same episode.

“Victoria” by Jukebox the Ghost: this song is Leif’s; she accompanies it. Zoey comes downstairs to the lobby a few hours after the workday ends and hears the piano, but there’s no one playing it. It would be really interesting to see the way that instrumentals happen in heartsongs if there are actually instruments in the room; just something fun to play with in regards to the power. (yes, I named her after this song specifically for the purpose of this song, and I’m aware that if the full song is taken into its own context it doesn’t portray a particularly healthy relationship but the piano part is cool and the song just has this electric energy okay?!?!?!) The choreography is very La-La-Land-esque; it’s sweeping and explosive as they make their way across the lobby. At the second verse, she starts actually playing the piano; this cut of the song goes to the last chorus after the second verse. This is also another example of Tori’s being able to tell when she’s being sung to (the way that she finds this out is explained in jumpstarted (see below), but that wouldn’t work in this universe, so this song is how she finds out if she were actually a character). She’s in utterly joyful disbelief, going in between trading incredulous glances with Zoey and allowing herself to fall into the choreography. This song is the turning point for Zoey when it comes to the relationship she’s witnessing; while they’re on the piano bench, Leif smiles at Victoria in a similar way to the end of episode 7, and this sends Zoey’s protective-older-cousin-mode into overdrive. Feelings are one thing, but reciprocation is quite another, and this is when Zoey realizes that she has no choice but to tell Victoria the truth.

“In Case You Don’t Live Forever” by Ben Platt: let’s say that at the beginning of this episode, there was a dream that Zoey had about an old memory with Mitch in which she watches her younger self heartsing this to him, and she’s attempted for all of that time in between to remember the melody. A few days after “Victoria” takes place, Zoey is struggling to figure out how to bring up the needed conversation, and she tries to preface it by explaining how much Victoria means to her. She doesn’t get very far in her speech before she hears the music she heard in her dream; this song is Tori revealing how much she’s always looked up to Zoey, which brings her to tears and causes her to blurt out the last line of the episode: “I need to tell you something.”

“Toxic” by Britney Spears: tbh, this song once came on the radio and I thought “...wait a minute”. It’ll also be more recognizable compared to this list of showtunes and indie pop. This song takes place on the fourth floor during the next episode; Mo has come to pick up the cousins for their weekly lunch, and he and Tori are once again trying to give Zoey a crash course on musical pop culture. Today’s lesson is pop of the early 2000s, and Tori tries to give a demonstration by singing the first verse, almost unable to due to how hard the three of them are laughing. They walk past the conference room where a meeting is taking place, Leif sitting at the head of the table, and Zoey barely notices the instrumentals that have been building in the background until Tori stops short and the all-too-familiar riff (yknow, the daaaaada dadada) comes operatically from her throat rather than the invisible synth. Mo can tell by Zoey’s expression that the demonstration, which has stopped in the real world, has turned into a heartsong. As she sings, she makes her way into and around the conference room, spinning chairs and overdramatically throwing herself against walls, as if magnetically drawn to the subject of the song but trying to pull herself away. It’ll show how conflicted she is, but it’ll also be freakin’ hilarious.

“Unusual Way” from Nine: After the aforementioned much-needed conversation in the episode which “Toxic” appears in, Leiftoria (is that an unintentionally awesome ship name or what) is official. I’m not sure how long her story on the show would last, but this song marks the end of it; she books a role at a fantastic dinner theater in the Los Angeles area. In the scene of her last heartsong, Tori, Zoey, and Leif are sitting in an airport lobby. The ticket machines are down, and dozens of impatient passengers are waiting with them, listening to the drone of announcements and tinny pop music played over the loudspeakers that slowly morph into a melancholy arpeggio. If anyone reading this hasn’t listened to this piece, I highly recommend it, by the way-it’s utterly haunting and you’re definitely gonna cry. The cut starts at the second verse and skips the solo third verse to go right into the duet. There’s nothing extravagant about it; as in the musical itself, this song is carried by the sweeping, raw emotion behind it.

references or something-what do I call this one

spotify playlist: a living document (chronologically) of potential heartsongs, songs that fit her situations, and songs that just have her Vibes.

pinterest board: an ever-growing, ever-changing representation of her character. I’ve pinned everything twice so that there can be sections without disturbing the full aesthetic; each section is named after a lyric from a musical that represents that aspect of her character.

tiktoks: there are a few I’ve made about her, some actually in one or both of the universes I’ve written about (see below) and some just for The Vibes or other potential story ideas. @can.you.hear.it.echoing

jumpstarted: the first fic for anything that I’d written in years; it started out in my mind as three scenes and came out to 29 pages. This is an au in which she works at the karaoke bar; she couldn’t actually be on the show this way, but I just think it would be neat-it would only be canon compliant through the middle of s1e11 (there are a few time shifts), so here we are. (seriously though please read this one I’m very proud of it.) This story does share aspects with what she’d actually be able to become as a character, and these are further explored in my second fic.

singin’ from a streetlight: a collection of oneshots that goes through most of the potential heartsongs listed above, from Zoey’s pov. chapter 7 is an interlude, back in Tori’s pov, because Zoey doesn’t see her and Leif’s much-needed conversation on the evening of “Toxic”.

but i’ve never been quite alright: I thought of “Human” as a potential song for her after the entirety of “singin’ from a streetlight” had been published, so this is a seperate fic to explain that scene; it fits in both of the above universes.

scaffolding and christmas lights: cheesy fluffy office party holiday fic because why not. It’s fun to consider how other glitches in the power might manifest; in this one, anyone that Zoey makes eye contact with sings their heartsong to the world. this doesn’t really go with the timeline of either universe, but it’s an interesting idea that might be worked into either

with a little motivation, i’ll go far: she experiences her first heartsong, “California” by Ricky Montgomery, at the airport as she comes into San Francisco. I just this song fits her well at the beginning of her story-this was a really fun one.

it’s the terror of knowing what this world is about: taking the little bit of David’s canon backstory and RUNNING with it. he and Tori would have bonded so much over musical theatre when they were younger, and she must have felt so betrayed when he tried to abandon that part of himself; this fic explores that

‘cause i see every part of you, and i can tell you see me too: Leif shows Tori his sketchbook and Feelings Ensue. (I want to see more of him as an artist, it’s such a fascinating aspect of his character, please Austin please)

don't look too deep: I watched mamma mia 2 and this is the result. #laurengrahamfortanya2k21

have you been too much on your own: this came out of thinking about les mis too much for the thousandth time; it’s an au of chapter 2 of “singin’ from a streetlight” just because I thought it would be kind of hilarious

suddenly we all got young: the brolympics strike again. this came out a bit angstier than expected but it was so much fun to write; I’m really loving what I get to do with her in s2

just keep losing my beat: written during the midseason hiatus; finally found a way to fit her properly into s2 canon. quite proud of this one

perfection is so quick to bore: I fell so in love with the song “I Hear a Symphony” that I had to write something around it, so here this is. it’s very projection-y and rather cheesy but I tried to capture the emotion

screenplays: there are a few that I’m working on and this post will be updated as I finish and revise them

if you’ve read this far, thank you. I just wanted to get her out in the world before season 2 started so I could be as canon compliant as possible (and it happens to be Dec 21, both my birthday and the day that Planets Are Being Cool on the solstice so it’s a great day for manifesting). I would give anything to be part of this show in literally any capacity; from the beginning I loved the concept and by now, as cheesy as it sounds, it feels as if it’s almost knit to my soul. the entire cast, crew, and creative team are such wonderful people (at least from my limited view, but they seem to be very genuine) that I’d love to work with, and this idea has been a sort of a coping mechanism through everything going on in the world and in my life. This post will probably be updated as I come up with more content and the show develops during s2 and beyond. even if nothing comes of this, I love my Tori dearly, and I hope anyone reading this enjoyed learning about her as much as I’m enjoying creating her story.

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nocturnical · 3 years

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I’ve been busting my ass trying to coordinate/edit the Sage at Twilight season finale & since it’s the last episode I’m doing until November (I need to focus on helping get the main podcast back on regular release) & everything has been super piecemeal since I decided to do a segment with each host & have to line up w their individual schedules.

I’m supposed to record with Allie & Gabe today & I was a little hungover, so I went for a run & came back delirious & wrote the following intro synopses from my notes:

Ep 34, The After Hours (w/ Gabe)

The After Hours arguably picks up where the first episode of the season, Where is Everybody, left off. The story unfolds around Miss Marsha White, who appears to be a perfectly normal woman but happens to be an amnesiac mannequin who has lived too long among people & has simply forgotten she was actually a copy of a person rather than a person.

White shows up at her department store of origin tasked with buying a single 24 karat gold thimble for her mother only to be ushered into a series of interactions absolutely drenched in stranger danger until an overworked store clerk mistakenly leaves her on the ol’ fainting couch after the store closes.

Confronted by the eerie floating voices of her plaster peers, Marsha eventually wakes to the reality that she is indeed a dummy & gets back to the hard work of vacant staring so the next mannequin in the rotation can spend some well-deserved time shopping for expensive-ass thimbles & slowly forgetting she’s a mannequin.

The episode is one part Are you Being Served?, one part platonic theory of forms, and all kinds of uncomfortable — from the weird elevator stranger taking her to a dark, non-existent, empty sales floor, to the vague aesthetic humanity of the mannequins, to a closing narration with a hazy undertone of xenophobia. It was nope from beginning to end, 25 minutes of utter discomfort, but it wasn’t a bad episode so...

Ep 36, A World of His Own (w/ Allie)

So, in the final episode of the season, A World of His Own, we meet Mr. Gregory West a playwright slash magus who has created a ritualistic method of creating & dispersing his characters as thoughtforms.

The episode opens with a conversation between West & a woman named Mary that is the audio equivalent of mainlining saccharine. The scene is thankfully short, interrupted by West’s wife, Victoria, peering in the window & doing the jealous wife thing. When Victoria comes into the office she is thoroughly unpleasant, knocking on walls & shitting on the other woman as common & unattractive all while placing very little on the balding, middle-aged fuckboi she has supposedly made vows with.

When West explains his method & even manifests & disperses his Mary, Victoria remains adamant that he’s full of shit. She assumes he is trying to have her committed. So she perhaps rightfully feels like she should get one up on him & throw his ass in the asylum first — which let’s be honest that only happens one way in the literary world, google T.S. Eliot & F. Scott Fitzgerald.

But West isn’t playing, no matter how you shuffle, this blotchy-faced old fuck is going to pull the magician card out of the deck.

So he manifests a quote-unquote red eyed elephant to scare her. & ultimately reveals that she is also a thoughtform, which she doesn’t believe & of course she wouldn’t, he’d know that since he fucking created her. & she throws her film on the fire & disappears.

In the end he goes to manifest her again but thinks better of it & now it’s Mrs. Mary West, submissive, unassuming, gentle, understanding. Gag me with a fucking spoon — everyone sucks here.

I just hope I can wrap this season up somewhat gracefully & get back to being second, third or fourth fiddle on the main episodes because I am an anxious idiot & I procrastinate & overthink & fuck up & having the main material depend on my ability to coordinate, edit, & write most of the material has made the endeavor feel rather shaky.

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biomed-boi · 4 years

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Intro to my Studyblr

Hey! My name is em, and I’m new to the whole studyblr scene. I do browse through some every now and then, and I’ve decided to make my own :) I’m really hoping to get on top of study this semester to improve my GPA and my knowledge on what I’m studying. I’ve got more about me and my studies under the cut.

About Me:

I’m 19 years old, currently in my second year of university

My family is a mix of nationalities, mainly Italian, but I’m born and raised Australian

I’m living in Victoria, Australia which is not the best place to be living right now in the pandemic but I’m getting by

I’m taking a bachelor course in biomedical science at ACU

I’m really into rock and metal music, and the live scene in my city

I’m also really into reading novels, I can get through a good sized novel in a day and I’m currently reading the Heroes of Olympus series

Academic Stuff:

I’m currently taking neuroscience, pharmacology, communication in science and industry immersion units as part of my fourth semester

I’ve previously completed two chemistry units, two maths units, another communication unit and around three biology units (and two philosophy units but we don’t talk about those)

I enjoy the biology and chemistry units because I’m really passionate about science, I try to enjoy the maths but it’s hard haha

I got offered a membership to Golden Key but they wanted me to pay $100 and I couldn’t afford it :(

Goals:

I want to bring my GPA up above 6.2 and get on my universities Deans list

I want to get a summer internship in a laboratory for my work placement to see what it’s like to work in a biology lab

I’m hoping this studyblr will motivate me into better work ethics so I can improve my study efficiency and stop procrastinating

I’m also hoping to improve and maintain a steady amount of exercise at home while I can’t get out to the gym

I want to increase the amount of creative work I do, whether it be drawing or writing or any other form of creativity

My Commitments (hopefully):

I’m hoping to be active a couple of days a week posting about my study progress and habits, as well as posting any tips or small accomplishments

I don’t necessarily have neat or pretty writing, and I’m not too good at taking photos but I want to upload photos with every post

I’m going to be posting about my hobbies as well as my study, not an overwhelming amount but just enough to motivate me to do them instead of watching youtube or netflix

While I’m not too confident in my teaching ability, I’m very confident in my knowledge in biology and fairly confident in my knowledge on chemistry so I’m happy to try answer any questions

Again, not the most confident with my ability to teach but if anyone needs more help than just a question I can try help explain concepts, I wont charge anything but feel free to donate a few bucks to help me pay for studying supplies

I’m also hoping to potentially make educational youtube videos on the topics I’ve studied and done well on, so if I end up doing that I’ll link a channel here

At the moment I’m living under stage 4 restrictions due to the pandemic and as a result I can’t get employment anywhere, and due to familial circumstances I can’t receive any government assistance. If you end up liking my blog and I somehow maintain a schedule, please consider donating to my paypal so I can afford study supplies and coffee :)

I follow back from @puppywaffle

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sawyernathan1991 · 4 years

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How To Reiki For Cats Astounding Unique Ideas

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regencylady1810 · 4 years

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A Magical Christmas

Desire and Decorum Fanficition (Ernest x Mc) Characters Belong to Pixelberry

Tag @princess-geek

A commonly held belief is it was Queen Victoria and Prince Albert who brought over the Christmas Tree. In fact, the introduction of the Christmas Tree should be more credited to King George III and Queen Charlotte. In 1800 they had trees up, which were decorated and had gifts placed under them. It just didn’t become popular among the population until Victoria and Albert. A very similar belief is held with Victoria making wedding dresses be white, white was a common choice for brides, Victoria simply made it popular, but she was not the first.

The Christmas period was actually celebrated for a longer period time December 6th-January 6th (epiphany) however once the industrial revolution took place the Christmas period was shortened to a maximum of the last Friday before Christmas until after New Years Day. For many it was just 24th-26th that was observed, which remains to this day. (Would be great to have the pre-industrial revolution month again) Gifts were often given on December 6th (St Nicolas Day) but gifts were still often exchanged on Christmas Day itself.

Boxing Day traditionally was when servants were given presents and in many households- an opposite day- in which the Lord and Lady of the Manor would serve the servants.

As in Desire and Decorum the Mc had a friendship with Queen Charlotte (who died 17th November 1818- so very close to Chrtistmas) it’s possible she has picked up the tradition from her.

Synopsis- Ernest and Wilhelmina, and their children Percival, Peter and Blossom are ready to enjoy Christmas with their friends and family.

Christmas 1818

“Mamma! Mamma! Papa! Papa! Wake up! Wake up!” the two year old boy’s sweet voice cried.

“Mamma! Papa! Wake up! It is the best day of the year! You do not sleep on it!” the two year old girl said.

Doozy and disoriented from the sudden waking up, Ernest the first to open his eyes, while Wilhelmina was burying her head under her pillow.

“Papa come! Please! Mamma, wake up.” Blossom said tugging at her arm. Eventually Wilhelmina sat up.

“Yes, my dears we are coming. Go and play with your big brother for a while as we get ready.” She said tiredly. The twins ran off towards their brother’s room. “How can something so small have so much energy? As much as I love them at this age, it will be a very welcome thing for it to be us dragging them out of bed. We can finally get a good sleep. Did not help that our little one was moving around all night.” Wilhelmina stated, bringing Ernest’s hand to her bump.

“If you need to, you may take a nap. I’ll occupy the children.” Ernest said kissing the top of her head.

“Thank you, that would be very welcome. Hopefully I can go through the whole day without needing to. I have a feeling this little one will be a spectacular dancer. He or she has been proving that.”

Wilhelmina was pregnant for the second time, bringing the Sinclaire family their fourth child. Percival already asking to be able to name his new brother or sister. Wilhelmina was pretty certain this time it was only one, which was welcome for her. The child would be born around late February, but it was certainly a possibility the new baby would share a birthday with the twins, born on March 5th of 1817.

Ernest helped his wife up out of the bed, and together they both got ready. Wilhelmina wearing a red gown with golden embroidery, while Ernest wore a red jacket to match his wife’s dress. Arm in arm they walked together towards Percival’s room.

“Yay! Mamma, Papa! You stopped sleeping.” Peter stated, jumping up and down. “Percy, showed us to play skittles. Watch us!”

The three children began demonstrating their skills of skittles, getting a round of applause from their parents.

“That was brilliantly played, you are all so very skilful!” Ernest said.

“Can we open presents now?” Percival asked.

“Percival, you know we have to go to church first.” Lady Dominque stated.

“Ohhh…that is not fun like presents.” Peter said.

“I know it is not as fun, but you will have something to look forward to afterwards!” Wilhelmina stated. Each of her children gave nods, in a bit of disappointment and agreement. “And don’t worry, Bishop Monroe keeps the ceremony to a half hour. Some go for over an hour.”

“I like Bishop Monroe! He keeps it short and he married Mamma and Papa!” Blossom said. She grabbed her bonnet and put it on. “Mamma, papa look. I put my bonnet on myself!”

“Well done, my darling. Can you tie it yourself?” Ernest asked.

“Um…no…papa can you help?” she said looking down at the ribbons and thinking about it for a second. He chuckled a bit and tied it for her.

“There you go. What else do you need?” he asked.

“Cloak!” Peter said. Ernest and Wilhelmina chuckled again.

“Anything else?” Wilhelmina said, looking at her children’s feet.

“Shoes!” Blossom beamed. “Feet be cold without!” the children went out of the room, towards the front door where their winter shoes were ready as well as their cloaks. Ernest and Wilhelmina following slowly behind them. The children already ready when the adults were at the hallway.

“Come on mamma and papa! The sooner we go, the sooner we are home!” Percvial said. Ernest and Wilhelmina put on the outer clothes and took their children’s hands as they walked to the church. With Lady Grandmother, Mr and Mrs Marlcaster and their young daughter, and Viscount Harry and Viscountess Thresa following behind. Viscountess Thresa was too with child, expecting at a very similar time Wilhelmina. A situation the two had bonded over.

The family sat down in church, the children not paying attention to what Bishop Monroe was saying, instead staring at the ceiling, the cloisters, the floor, trying to read the tombs, Peter counting the number of flowers embroidered onto the seat cushion. Blossom counting the number of people she could see in all the stained glass windows. Only joining in with the carols that were sung.

Finally, the service came to an end the journey home was made. The children removing their outer clothing at a incredibly fast rate and running to the tree. Grabbing the presents under the tree.

The adults sat down, still amazed at the energy levels of the children. Miss Parsons, Mr and Mrs Harper and Prince Hamid had all just arrived as well to give their presents. Miss Parsons, the Harpers would be leaving after the exchange to attend their own family’s celebrations.

“Remember, one at a time.” Lady Grandmother. “They do indeed remind me of my dear Vincent, he was always excited for Christmas, he would be running about, we really had to bargain with him to restrain himself. Oh how I wish he was here now.” She said.

“I do too.” Wilhelmina stated.

“Look! I have a horse toy! Thank you!” Peter said showing it off to everyone. “Can I have a real horse as well?”

“Peter, you are too small for now. But you will when you’re tall enough.” Ernest said. “You all will, Percival, Blossom and the new baby.”

“Oh…I want to be tall very quickly then! But this horsey is practise!” Peter said excitedly. “He is called Marmaduke!" Blossom began to open hers up. “It’s a doll. Thank you! She looks like mamma! She is so beautiful! I think I shall call her…um…Lavender! Mamma! Can you teach me to make dresses for her, I want her to have pretty dresses like yours!”

“Of course my darling.”

Percival was the next to open his present. “It’s a bow and arrow. I can be like, Mamma, Papa and Miss Parsons. I can fight off any bad people easily! I love it. Thank you!” he said.

Peter was allowed to open his next present which he had ready on his lap. “It’s some soldiers, thank you!”

Blossom opened up hers. “Paints! Miss Parsons, I want to paint like you! Thank you.”

“It would be an honour to teach you Lady Blossom.”

“Yay!” Blossom said hugging Miss Parsons. “I want my first painting to be Wellington!” she said stroking the head of the sleeping pug.

“I cannot wait to teach you.” Miss Parson smiling at the little girl.

Percival excited at his new gift of a series of music books for the piano. Peter and Blossom both received a violin after both expressing interest in playing it. Something that made them more excited than they had been at their previous presents. Percival also received a book on animals and plants. Other presents to the children included a series of small games like the cup and ball and board games.

“Now we have another big present for everyone.” Ernest said. “It is not under the tree.” He said and went out of the room for a minute. Returning with a St Bernard on a lead. The children’s faces lit up with joy. Wellington waking up and strutting up to the large dog. Sniffing noses and rubbing against each other.

“Wellington likes him!” Blossom said excitedly.

“Yes he does. Now, what do you want to call Wellington’s new friend?” Ernest said.

“Um…how about Nelson? Wellington is named after Duke Wellington, we should name him after Admiral Nelson!” Percival stated.

“I like it!” Peter and Blossom said in unison. The twins often saying things in unison.

“And so do I.” Ernest said, giving the lead to Percival but keeping close to them.

“Now grown ups get presents!” Blossom said sitting back

down on the floor. First was Wilhelmina’s gift from Ernest. A beautiful sapphire and gold bracelet- the Edgewater colours.

“I do hope you like it my dove.” He whispered.

“I absolutely love it. Thank you, my love.” She said kissing him, and afterwards he helped her secure the clips as she initially struggled to do so one handed. Next was her present from her grandmother, a pearl and diamond headband.

“Oh thank you, so much Lady Grandmother. This shall be a wonderful headpiece to wear at the next ball.” She smiled.

Mr and Mrs Marlcaster handed over their present. A new book. Persuasion and Northanger Abbey. Wilhelmina did suspect she would be receiving the book after Mrs Marlcaster’s attempts to dissuade her after visiting the bookshop earlier in the month. Her suspicions confirmed. From Mr and Mrs Harper came a new riding hat. Prince Hamid giving a large cut of fabric from the heart of the Ottoman Empire. Perfect to make a new dress. From her half brother Harry and his wife, came another book. Frankenstein.

“I discovered that book earlier this year, it is indeed a fascinating story and I knew it would be of interest to you.” Harry stated.

“I have read it, it is most terrifying. Do not my dear sister, do not read at night or alone. Keep to one chapter in the morning and occupy yourself with jolly activities afterwards.” Theresa stated.

“I will indeed take your advice.” Wilhelmina replied. To Ernest she gave an engraved pocket watch, a reminder of his first ever gift to her. The E of his first name and the W of hers joined together. And a short passage: my love for you is immortal. He gave her a kiss and a thank you. The children making noises at the affection before them. From Lady Grandmother he received new writing instruments. From Mr and Mrs Marlcaster came a new top hat. Harry and Theresa giving new collection book of poems.

Other presents of perfume, jewels, fans, books and writing equipment where given to the others.

“Miss Parsons has not giving mamma and papa a present!” Peter said. Miss Parson smirked.

“I have, but this is for the both of you Countess Wilhelmina and Mr Sinclaire.” She smiled as she handed over a painting. A painting of Ernest, Wilhelmina, Percival, Peter and Blossom. A large number of thank yous came from Wilhelmina and Ernest.

“It seems I shall have to give you an updated one for next Christmas with the new baby in.” “I would not complain to have any of your paintings. I would love for a new one each year, as the children grow up each year, more members joining every couple of years. It is so delightful.” Wilhelmina smiled. “Look children, you’re in this.” The children all came to look.

“That’s me!” Percival said. “There’s you Peter, and there’s you Blossom!”

After settling down after exchanging presents the dinner bell rang. The children excited for their big meal. Their favourite of the whole year.

Roast Goose as well as vension, seasonal vegetables so carefully roasted and smelling so tempting. All took their seats and began to eat.

“This is so nice!” Peter said his mouth full of food.

“Peter…remember do not speak with your mouth full.” Ernest said to him gently. He and Wilhelmina did promise to be slightly more lenient on the children’s behaviours, but basic table manners were still upheld. Peter nodded and finished eating before talking about how much he liked it.

For their pudding was Mrs Marlcaster’s favourite: plum pudding. But the children who did not like it had cake baked by Mr Danforth.

“Cake is so nice!” Blossom said. “When I am grown I shall have it everyday.” She smiled. The adults smiling at the childish dreams of hers. “Can Mr Danforth teach me to make his cake.”

“It is a secret recipe my dear. He will not tell another soul.” Wilhelmina said to her. Blossom looking a bit disappointed at this revelation.

After the dinner they adjourned to the drawing room, the children set on playing with their new toys and Wellington and Nelson.

The adults set to playing group guessing games and taking it in turns to play with the children. The big fire with the yule log ablaze, giving a calm and warming light to every corner of the room.

After a few rounds of their games they went into the music room where Percival played some of the pieces he had been practising especially for the Christmas night celebrations.

“You shall be the most wonderful pianist on the London stages on day, I am certain of that. Every major theatre in all corners of the world shall want you!” Lady Grandmother beamed.

“Thank you so much.” He said to all the compliments. They sang carols together, God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen and While Shepherds Watched their Flocks By Night.

After hours of festivities, the children’s energy began to decrease, yawning they still protested they didn’t want to go to bed. But they did so after they were told they could still have fun tomorrow.

Ernest and Wilhelmina as well as Harry and Theresa were the first after the children to retire after the children went to bed. Wilhelmina and Theresa being especially tired in their later stages of pregnancy on top of the event filled day.

In their bed chamber Ernest and Wilhelmina began to undress for the night.

“Well, that was one of my favourite Christmases ever.” Ernest smiled. “And I cannot wait to give thanks to our wonderful staff by giving them their gifts and serving them a feast.”

“As can I. Though I cannot promise the food shall be at their standard, especially the cake. Though it would be a near impossible task to better Mr Danforth.” Wilhelmina said. Ernest crouching low to kiss her, as she was unable to do stand on her toes. “And I look forward to their ball. Though, I think I shall keep to only one dance, and one with no skipping or jumping. As much as our baby seems to want to be a dancer, I shall not exert myself, I do not want to go into labour early, especially during the servants festivities.”

The servants of Edgewater and Ledford would join together at Ledford for the Boxing Day celebrations, a day that was as keenly looked forward to as Christmas Day itself.

“I have another gift for you my love.” Ernest said.

“Oh my beloved, you did not need to do so.”

“Correct, I did not need to do so. But I wanted to.” He smiled. He handed her over a large locket, inside, was a miniature painting of her and Ernest and their children. “As Miss Parson said in regards her wonderful painting, I shall have to see to an up to date painting once our new son or daughter is born.”

“It is beautiful. Thank you.” She said kissing him. Placing it on her necklace holder. “I shall wear it with pride tomorrow, and everyday.”

“And here’s another gift.” He smiled. Her mouth dropped.

“Ernest you spoil me.” She said.

“You deserve it, after you, you being my wife means I am spoiled, for you are the most wonderful wife in the world, a wife most men only dream of so it is only fair to spoil you in return.”

“By that logic your very existence is being spoiled. But I don’t mind the presents.” She smirked, opening the large box. “Oh it is beautiful.”

A dress, a royal blue dress, with golden and red embroidery and a train. She looked closer at the embroidery on the train, she noticed her own initials, Ernest’s and their children’s.

“Oh it is beautiful!”

“And there is space there, for our newcomer’s initals and for if anymore come along to over the next years.”

“Ernest this is such a wonderful idea. I love it.” She smiled. “I confess I have got you some extra presents too.” She smiled. Handing over a box containing a new blue jacket and a pair of boots.

“You know how much I love you in blue and boots. You can never have enough of those as they suit you so well. And this too.” She handed over a new Journel.

“You have written to almost the last page in your wedding gift, it is time you received a new one.” She smiled.

“Thank you. Thank you.”

“Merry Christmas my darling, beloved husband, my Ernest.”

“Merry Christmas my dear, wonderful beloved wife. My Wilhelmina.”

They kissed again. “I love you.” They whispered together, before falling asleep in each other’s arms closely wrapped up together. Ready for the next busy day ahead.

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The Lusty World of Lesbian Widows

I’m really frustrated that COVID has gotten in the way of my grief achievements. I figured 3 months in, I’d be doing the television talk show circuit, sold my book, and set up a non-profit foundation. If only this pandemic hadn’t gotten in my way.

In my life before, if I spent too much time alone (like, over 4 hours), I’d start texting my sister-in-law that I was unsupervised and feral. Uh oh. I’d start going down rabbit holes and come up with weird stuff like how buff male kangaroos get. Or questioning if my parents were really married since I couldn’t find a record of their union in the limited online databases. I could have paid for real records but I’m cheap. I know, sounds crazy.

But now, I’m alone for long stretches of time. I’ve managed to channel some of this agitated energy into writing essays that speak to weirdos like me (shout out to my fellow weirdos!). I spend hours researching (me-searching as we said in grad school) and discovering overachieving methods to dam the waters of my new spouse-less life.

I’m not just your average widow. Oh no no no. Of course, I have to be special so allow me to tack on some extra layers - lesbian, stepmom, and young (-ish, right?). At 45, I have finally found a way to inch back towards the youth and relevance lost as you enter the fourth decade of life. Today, I’d like to let you into the wonders of lesbianism.

I’m going to assume you’re not submerged in this subculture so I’ll tell you some secrets. People are fascinated by lesbians. To be fair, we live pretty mysterious lives. We leave you hanging on profound questions like who takes out the trash and how do they have sex without a woody woodpecker? Sometimes, other communities get lumped in with us but they are actually quite different. Of these witches, spinsters, and women who wear comfortable shoes, I only belong to only one of those so far. I’m working on my stovetop skills and hope to someday conjure a penis. Not a real one; that would be weird.

Amazon’s book market best represents the variable interests of our fan club members. Right after my wife died, I launched a search for books on “lesbian widows.” You’d think the algorithms would have pegged me by now (ha ha). I was dismayed yet amused by the grand interpretation of what Amazon thought I meant. The following is an unedited list of the top books recommended for me to purchase under these auspicious terms:

Lesbian Widows: Invisible Grief

by Victoria Whipple (Kindle $25.98, Paperback $46.95, Hardcover $907.71)

I’m impressed that the first one actually included my search terms but dang, it’s expensive to be a lesbian widow. To be fair, you can rent it for $9.21 a month. It’s also terribly niche within an already small niche - invisible lesbian widows? Published in 2014, you’d think it would be a little more hip. Maybe it’s because I live in Chicago but even as an introvert, I’m decently visible. Still, glad it exists and appeals to all eight people who each gave it a 5-star rating.

The Care and Feeding of Waspish Widows: Feminine Pursuits

by Olivia Waite (Kindle $3.99, Paperback $6.99)

I must quote the basic plot description for you to get the full impact of this novel: “The last thing the widow wants is to be the victim of a thousand bees. But when a beautiful beekeeper arrives to take care of the pests, Agatha may be in danger of being stung by something far more dangerous…” The cover depicts said wapish widow sit/leaning against her handsome, pants suit-clad beekeeper. At the much less expensive price for kindle and paperback, I’m only slightly put off by labeling bees as pests.

Odd women?: Spinsters, lesbians and widows in British women's fiction, 1850s–1930s

by Emma Liggins (Kindle $73.24, Hardcover $95.00)

The period is a little off but at least it includes diverse, international women. I was looking for a self help book but this seems slightly more academic. Not sure why there’s a question mark in the title as there’s no question about our oddity. The description reads, “Women outside heterosexual marriage in this period were seen as abnormal, superfluous, incomplete and threatening, yet were also hailed as ‘women of the future’.” Aw shucks, I *am* ahead of my time. Dang that price tag! No renting option for this one.

The Grass Widow

by Nanci Little (Kindle $0.00, Paperback $14.95)

It’s unclear where we’ll find the lesbian widow in this 2010 novel but the description yields some mild foreshadowing: “As a familiar civilization fades into the distance, she is nineteen, unmarried and pregnant, and has no reason to think that the year 1876 won't be her last...Joss, in her brother's clothes and severely lacking in social graces, has no time to mollycoddle a pampered, pregnant New England lady. It's work or starve, literally. There are no servants, no laborers - just a failing farm, impending winter and the two of them to face it together.” It sounds like the shameless Joss needs her own dose of mollycoddling (wink, wink) to get through the chilly nights.

Her Widow

by Joan Alden (Paperback $18.00)

More popular with 10 people giving it an almost stellar rating, this tomb’s immodest summary insists it belongs on every bookshelf. YOU WILL PAY ATTENTION TO US! That’s how I read it. Seriously, of all the books this one comes the closest to what I actually wanted. Waiting for the kindle unlimited edition….(having no man money makes us frugal).

Made For You 3

by K. Shantel (Kindle $4.99)

Apparently, Made For You 1 and 2 were not as popular. Despite the fair price, this tale omits widows opting for the groundbreaking combination of lesbian romance and football. While tragedy surely threads through this plot, it falls short of crossing the threshold from football to death (it probably does). Shocker, I defy the sporty lesbian trope and instead prefer to spend time among my vast, treasured collection of power tools. Just to be clear, I mean the ones for home repair (get your mind out of the gutter!) If the lady protagonists of this book had been thrown together building a Habitat for Humanity house with their 10 dogs using only their Subaru to transport lumber, I might be more captivated.

The Lady's Guide to Celestial Mechanics, Book 1 of 1: Feminine Pursuits Series

by Olivia Waite (Kindle $3.99, Paperback $6.99)

I’ll give the author the benefit of believing there are more to come in the series. The title of this one intrigues me (I may steal it later) but sadly, it also defaults to worn stereotypes. This collection of lesbian tropes finds my kin scoring yet another toaster for the conversion of a hapless straight lady. Lesbians for the win! Lady Reads-A-Lot gave it 5 stars and commented, “This was poetic and lovely, full of beautiful descriptions that knew exactly how to leave you breathless and then stop just before tipping into tedious.” I’m guessing she means the sex scenes? If you’ve ever watched any real lesbian porn, you know that it’s far better for the participants than the viewers.

Erotica: The Forbidden Adventures Of A Grieving Widow (Seduction, Lust, Lesbian Sex, Interracial Sex, Bondage and More)

by Amy King (Kindle $0.00)

This one is hands down, my favorite title and you can’t beat the price. The author keeps the marketing short to sell you her novel: “All Ava wanted was to erase the memory of her recently departed husband. Little did she know that in trying to do so, she would experience mind-blowing adventures and lust across the globe. Ava would never be the same again as she ravenously eats up whatever adventure blows her way.” Even though it’s another toaster novel, as a grieving widow ‘ravenously eats up’ does resonate. I don’t think she means jars of cookie butter.

Of the eight masterpieces on the list, five are romance novels, one is academic, and two are in the ballpark (excuse the sports metaphor). Scrolling further only yields more erotica including another novel titled, “Football Widows (lesbian)” by Amanda Mann and Deadlier Than the Male Publications. Now I get it that we make up a small percentage of the population but this is some seriously messed up shit.

Removing the lesbian and searching only for ‘widow’ yields twenty pages of books. I know what you’re thinking - “C’mon Laura, what’s the big deal? Just get the standard widow book.” And believe me, I’ve amassed quite the collection and am waiting for just the right intersection of not too devastated but ready to sob. Bear with me for a sec - think about how we just want to be seen when we’re at our lowest. When I first typed those words into the search bar, I just wanted something that used wife instead of husband.

Every grief has specific salient elements and it’s too super niche to touch on all at the same time. It would be weird and/or maybe nice to find another lesbian widow stepmom psychologist who lost her cop wife of almost 5 years to a PTSD-induced psychotic break and suicide. That’s a Subaru full of identities. If this person did exist, I’d be suspicious we’re the target on Incel trolls, longing to read the words of more seductive, witchy lesbians. Instead, I plan on taking the high road. I’ll get my knowledge and support from those who accept me by the category. Obviously, one out of one lezzies agree there’s a market for lesbian widow self help guides - at the right price. I may still write that book but if I want to get rich, I’ll definitely have to add more sex scenes.

#lesbian #widow #amazon #books #humor

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crazy-loca-blog · 5 years

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Personal thoughts on Red Carpet Diaries, Book 3, Ch. 6

Note: As the title says, these are just personal opinions on Choices books and chapters. Of course, you may agree or disagree with them, I only use this platform to express my thoughts on what I read every week and what I’d like to see in the next chapters, because none of my friends play Choices so I have no one to comment the books with.

Red Carpet Diaries has always been one of the fan-favorites stories. Especially for people who used to play Hollywood U, when the series began (a long time ago already) I remember there were very high expectations. And even though it’s never been one of my favorite series, I do play every chapter and have a nice time reading about the lifestyle of the rich and famous. However, RCD is quickly becoming the best example of why not every Book 3 in a series should end up in a wedding.

I’m writing this post as a girl whose MC has been romancing Matt since Book 1 (with a brief hiatus around the time where no one seemed to trust my MC) so the text will probably be a little biased.

First of all, I can’t complain about the amount of scenes that Matt gets in this series, because we get to see him A LOT. But I can complain about the quality of the scenes we’re getting in Book 3, in terms of content. And Chapter 5 was probably the best example of how poorly treated is the storyline with our LIs in Book 3. So… dear Thomas, Seth, Teja and Victoria stans, based on Chapter 5 and on my own experience as a reader whose MC is romancing Matt… try to keep your expectations as low as possible. And if your MC is engaged to Matt… what can I say? I think you’re probably as disappointed as I am.

When I first read the summary of Chapter 5, I thought that we would finally be able to talk about the wedding for a moment and to get serious about it. After all, we were going to meet our father in law (remember, my MC is romancing Matt), so the moment was perfect to talk about the engagement and the wedding, to make some decisions or simply to talk about the future. Guess what guys? We got exactly the same content as those of you who aren’t engaged to him: Matt basically locked in his room the first day while we were having a good time with Chazz, Addison and Julio (wait… wasn’t he called “Marco” in Book 1?), and then we had the tour around the property plus the poster scene and breakfast with his dad the second day… we never got to truly talk about our relationship, everything were just some vague references to it… they could have added some extra dialog during breakfast the second day or during dinner the first day. This should have been a very important moment for those of us who’re engaged to Matt… we’re talking about our fiancé’s family!! I honestly felt the only real conversation we had about the topic was when Chazz confessed that Crash could be “the one” for him.

By the way, if you’re wondering if Matt and the MC shared the room, the answer is “nope”… and if you ask me, as a Latina girl myself, the only reason I may find for them not sharing a room (and I’m really sorry, but I’m just making excuses to not destroy and forget this chapter ever happened) is in Matt’s roots. Despite all the image of sexiness, fire and hotness, Latinos are quite conservative and traditional. In some old-fashioned families, you may still see girls that don’t leave their parent’s house until the wedding day or boys that must ask the father’s bride-to-be for permission before proposing her. So you can imagine that in some families, sharing a room with your partner might be a little uncomfortable if you’re not married. But honestly, I don’t think the Rodriguez’s are this type of family at all.

I know people usually say they marry “their best friend”… but PB is making our relationships “too friendly” in my opinion. Maybe this wasn’t the right time for our MC to get married. Maybe this wasn’t the right time to make a “wedding book” in this series. Maybe they should have focused in Ninradell and the stalker plot… maybe if they wanted to make our relationships a little more serious, moving in together may have been a better option... I can even imagine our MC winning an Audrey for the movie and our LIs proposing at the end of the book, after winning the award… this could have led to a shorter fourth book where the main topic would have been the wedding. But now I feel they had to put EVERYTHING in one book because they had no choice and they need to make money. Sorry PB, but this time I think you’re biting off more than you can chew.

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Youngblood

Part 1 of the Jet Black Heart Series. Song of the chapter: Youngblood. Playlist: Youtube ver. ━ Spotify ver. Word Count: 3.18K.

Without a doubt, Jeon Jungkook was, sorry, is your everything. And everyone knew that he meant absolutely everything to you; he is your entire world. You loved him and he loved you, so what more could you ask for? Maybe you should’ve kept that in mind because who knew you were asking for more than what you originally bargained for. Life is unpredictable.

To start it off, Jeon Jungkook has a title, and damn you, he held that title with the utmost confidence. Jungkook is an Idol, the golden maknae of the globally famous, Bangtan Sonyeondan. The two of you met a long while ago, way before BTS started to grow more popular overseas. Those days back then were forever ingrained in your memories and it was always repeating in your damn pretty little head.

Will they ever go away? You ask yourself that every fucking day because they’re starting to feel like nightmares that just keeps reoccurring - they never stopped playing.

Your relationship began like no other relationship. Upon your first meeting, the two of you were already quite fond of another. Seeing beauty that matches each others beauty was the first thing, then knowing that your personalities complimented another was another, but the main reason that the two of you were so attracted to one another was the bond. It was like God has created him for you and you for him. You both were so fit and so perfect for another.

And everyone agreed. The fans, hell, they loved your relationship. You were a power couple to them, a couple they could look up to, a couple they idolized. The company? They couldn’t even form the idea to tear you two apart. Your relationship was a win-win for them. You bought them more exposure, not like they needed it, and now they don’t have to worry about dating rumors. And the boys? Damn, they were more than happy that Jungkook met you. You were able to bring out the real Jungkook. You took away his shyness and replaced it with the confidence he now emits. Jungkook became a confident and strong man and it was all thanks to you, and of course Bangtan.

And for you? Jungkook helped you with your photography. He became your muse and he was one of the main reasons why you’re so important in the photography world. He was the solution to your problems. He always lent you a hand when you need him, he helped you kickstart your career and molded it into where you were today.

Mainly, he helped you capture the beauty in everything, even in the off-putting, unpalatable contrivances. Most importantly, he helped you capture the beauty in the most disgusting, disturbing, and malicious thing known to man - his jet black heart.

Like the famous quote, nothing perfect last forever. And the two of you had to learn that the longest, hardest, and dreadful way.

“Baby?” You bellowed out, your chin resting on top of Jungkook’s broad chest. You looked up to see that Jungkook was already looking down at you with an eyebrow raised. He’s so cute.

“Hmm?” He hummed, his hands tangling themselves into your hair effortlessly. “What’s up, baby?”

The two of you were laying in the back of his managers truck, a mattress fitting perfectly in the back. With blankets and pillows adorning the top of the mattress, both of you laid underneath the cold night sky. The slight breeze made goosebumps rise onto your skin causing you to shake ever so slightly. You rested on top of him, with your chin on top of his chest and your arms wrapped around his (very) fit frame. “Love me till the day I die.”

He laughed cutely. “I was already planning on it, babe.”

You smiled, nuzzling the side of your head into him. You were able to hear his heart go boom boom boom. “I love you so much.” You breathed in his scent with delight as you closed your eyes in content. He smelled like your Victoria’s Secret perfume and that alone made you giggle. “I love you so so damn much, Jeon Jungkook.” You closed your eyes in comfort. You were on cloud nine and no one could change that.

Jungkook’s smile grew wide as he leaned towards your forehead, giving it a long and sweet peck. You felt at peace. If you were to die right now, you would’ve died happily in the arms of the man you love so fucking much. Jungkook rested his head back down onto the pillow and stared at the stars dancing away in the sky.

The stars that were looking down at the loving couple were smiling. If Jungkook was happy, then they were happy too.

You both laid there for a while. It went from watching the sunset to watching the sunrise. “Holy,” You laughed, your body sore from just laying in the same position for the longest time. “It’s already seven in the morning!” A yawn escaped your lips as you sat up to stretch. You moaned contently, your limbs feeling all weird.

Jungkook chuckled as he mimicked your stretching. “I’m going to be in so much trouble when I get back to the company.” Tears dripped from his eyes due to his yawn. “Want to get coffee first though? I kinda want coffee to be the last thing I taste.”

You laughed at your careless boyfriend. “What about my kisses?” You frowned playfully making him let out a chortle. “I’m kidding, but, hell yeah. I can’t believe we just laid there talking till sunrise - literally.”

Your boyfriend agreed with a smile. “Time goes by fast when you’re with the one you love.”

Rolling your eyes at his cheesiest, you both began to clean up the truck before heading off to grab a morning cup of coffee. If only things continued to live out like this...

“Jeon fucking Jungkook, are you kidding me?” You laughed hysterically, something you’ve done about a million times in moments like these. “You’re delusional Jeon, really.” You rolled your eyes and folded your arms across your puffed out chest. Light sweat started to moisten your forehead as you stood there heating up with anger. “I’m so pissed off right now! I- I don’t even know what to say. I can’t even form any articulate sentences right now.”

Jungkook sighed, sitting down on the couch, his body relaxed into the fluffy cushions. “It’s not even that big of a deal, babe.” His left arm rested on top of the black pillows. He was nonchalant about this whole thing and it made you even more upset.

“It’s not a big deal?” You asked clearly annoyed. “Fuck you, babe.” You mocked his tone of voice. “It was my best friends birthday Jungkook! You were supposed to come with me and help out with the party! You know how important it was to her. It’s her 21st!”

“Y/N, it’s just a damn party! And I had work! I’m making money so we can both live comfortably! You can’t get mad at me because I can’t get a day off to go to a damn party.” He rolled his eyes irritated. “Not like you would understand.” He scoffed.

You rolled your eyes back. He crossed the line. “Get out.”

“Get out?” Jungkook raised a brow, lips in a straight thin line.

You nodded as if it was obvious, “Get out. I’m tired of this back and fourth Jungkook. I want you...” You stopped abruptly, your voice becoming soft and low. “Out of my...” Could you even say it? Did you really want him out? Did you have the heart to continue?

“Say it, Y/N.” Jungkook stood up swiftly as his hands flew to your shoulders. “Say you want me out of your life.” He gripped onto you so tightly that you could the bruises forming on your shoulders.

You looked down, tears pooling in your eyes. “I-” You couldn’t even look at him. You were so pathetic for playing the same games - for starting them without finishing them.

“I’m just a dead man walking tonight.” Jungkook sighed, letting go of you. “Same shit but a different day.” He shook his head and walked away from the pathetic girl.

“Walk away, like you like you usually do.” You whispered closing your eyes before you fell back onto the couch. Your head rested in your hands as you sighed. “Walking away is something you’re so used too.”

Tears pooled your eyes again. The loud slam from upstairs made you flinched even though you knew it was going to happen. Jungkook needed to be alone and so did you. “Why is it so easy for you to walk away?”

You let out a deep breath. “But why is it so hard for you to stay?” You wiped your falling tears. That was something you had gotten used to - wiping your own tears. Jungkook was usually always there to wipe away the tears that he caused, but now, he seemed okay with leaving without cleaning up the mess he left behind. “I’m so pathetic for staying.”

You laughed quietly to yourself. “We’re so broken, yet, we keep building this house of cards just for it to tumble down in our faces, mocking us as if we’re idiots.” You sat back against the cushion and pulled your legs up, folding them criss-cross. “We just keep making the same mistakes.”

It’s been hours, and you finally felt like you were able to breathe again. You were intoxicated with the darkness, your eyes hazy from the tears.

After the argument, you sat there on the couch with your head resting in your knees and your legs pulled to your chest. For hours, you didn’t move an inch, not because you didn’t want, but because you couldn’t. You honestly felt like you couldn’t do anything at that moment. Everything seemed to all just go wrong and it made you feel sick to your stomach. Your relationship with Jungkook was complicated. It just wasn’t like how it was used to be - at all.

When everything first started changing, you didn’t know if it was changing for the better or for the worst... You’re starting to think it’s the latter. You were beginning to feel suffocated in a room full of air. Was that possible? Of course.

Jungkook was the cause of your despair. It was ludicrous of you for staying, but when you’re consistently making bad choices, it’s hard to break out of the habit. And you had it so bad. Your relationship now was the result of bad choices and it began to bite back harder. It was hard to chew.

Letting out a deep breath, you stood up. Your joints cracked loudly as you stretched your tired, exhausted body. You were completely drained. Arguing with Jungkook has become a normal thing in your daily lives and it was quite unfortunate because now, it was starting to drain the hell out of the both of you. You were living in a nightmare and you had pictures to prove it.

Looking at the clock, you realized that it has now fallen to night time. Jungkook hasn’t left your room ever since the argument and the house has become dead silent. The only sounds coming in were from a busy city called Seoul. Looking out the open window, you took in a deep breath you didn’t know you needed.

You looked down at the city before you, cars looking like miniature ants crawling across the road. The city looked like a playset, you were the observer and the mastermind. You had to take control of how you wanted the game to be, how it goes, and how it ends. It’s just like life, but life is harder than you wished it was. Then again, life is what you make it out to be.

Turning around, you looked at the dark hallway that leads to the stairs. Maybe it was time to go see how Jungkook was doing, you thought. It time to direct your life like how you wished it was. You knew that you have to take control. If you wanted things to go in your favor then you had to put the big girl pants on and be the director. There’s no more time to play actress and follow a shitty script.

So with tired steps, you slowly made your way up the stairs and towards your shared bedroom. Your heart began to beat fast and it was making you more anxious than you already were. Taking a deep breath, you placed your hand on the doorknob and opened the white door.

Jungkook sat on the bed with his legs straight and a blanket that had a flocculent precipitate on his lap. His head rested back against the wooden headboard with his eyes were closed and his lips parted. He was asleep.

You always envied him. He somehow always manages to look ethereal even when he’s asleep. You couldn’t help but think that he looked adorable despite how pissed off you were at him. With a small smile, you sat down beside him with him facing the side of your body. You looked down at your lap and fiddled with your thumbs. You needed to clear your mind and be the bigger person. Take life by the balls and all that.

“Y/N...” Jungkook mumbled making you look up. His eyes were partly opened as a little yawn escaped past his lips.

“Sorry, did I wake you?”

He shook his head before readjusting his position to where he was sitting beside you. He rubbed away his tiredness from his eyes. “No, you’re okay. You didn’t wake me.” Jungkook looked at the floor, lips parting. “Look, Y/N... I’m sorry.”

You followed his gaze to the floor as you slid your right hand on top of his left hand. “No. I’m the one who should be apologizing. I overreacted over something so stupid and small and it was just ridiculous of me to get mad about it.”

“I think we’re both at faults.” Jungkook sighed. He stood up, pulling you up with him. “I was thinking earlier...” He slid his hands away from yours as he stared at you. You raised your brow at him in confusion.

“Do you remember the worlds you told me?” Jungkook asked, his hands now resting on both sides of your cheeks.

You shook your head. “No...”

He laughed. “I figured.” He sighed shaking his head as his hands fell down to his lap. “The seven words still echo through me each and every day. It’s a quest that is so hard to complete, yet, I still try.” Jungkook let out another small laugh. He seemed like a manic losing his mind. “Love me till the day I die.” He spoke loudly as he counted each word on his fingers. The words that left his mouth pained you. You remembered now. The words stung every vein in your body as you took in the words.

You looked down as the painful truth began to heat up your body. “Surrender my everything,” He laughed menacingly. “Cause’ you made me believe that you’re mine.” The groom man shook his head again as he let out a small chuckle. “You know what’s funny Y/N?”

He looked at you with dark eyes. “You used to call me baby, but now?” He licked his dry lips making them wet. “Now, you’re calling me by my name.”

You looked away. You remembered just hours before when you called him by his name. Arguing or not, you only called him by his name. Where did you guys go so wrong? What moment in your relationship did the two of you make a wrong mistake? You still loved him but the way you were showing it said otherwise. How did you get to this point? How did you guys get so low?

“It’s funny.” He laughed shortly. “We were doing so well, Y/N. We got through all of our struggles but now, we’re falling so behind.” Jungkook shook his head as he smiled before looking at you. “But we’re still together trying to get through everything as if everything’s okay. But, I have a question for you.”

Jungkook stared at you waiting for a response he wasn’t going to get. You stayed quiet, your heart prancing in your chest. “Why are we still trying to fix a broken relationship?”

You looked away from his harsh stare.

You couldn’t answer that.

Or rather, was it because you didn’t want to?

Jungkook nodded as if he already knew the answer. He laughed like a mad man as tears sprung in his brown eyes. He made it seem as if everything was just a funny joke, as if the two of you were comedians telling the audience a made up story of a broken relationship between two idiots who knew everything but the obvious. At this point, you were waiting for the stage crew to close the red curtains - the play was over now.

“Y/N, we’re not getting any younger.” He spoke after he finished laughing. “And we’re not getting anywhere by just playing this game of house of cards, because baby, every time we start building up our house, everything just keeps crashing down.”

You looked at him. You had enough. “Then what do you suggest we do, Jungkook?” You frowned as you let out a sob. “What do you want to do? Do you want to break up? Is that what you want? I barely even see you anymore and the times I do, we argue. Are you tired of this yet? Or are you having fun with it?” You cried harder. “Do you enjoy seeing me in my misery? Do you feel good with yourself knowing that I’m that fucking idiot who will always keep coming back to you even though...” You let out a small breath, your voice softer now. “Even though we’re not meant to be together anymore? I know we keep playing this dumb game and I keep starting it over and over again.”

“What makes it worse is that it’s all crashing down on us with us inside.” He finished his statement from before. Jungkook placed his cold hands on your bare shoulders. “In the end,” Jungkook stared at you. His eyes red and watery, cheeks wet with salty tears. “We’re not going to make it... but even so, I keep hoping that we can do it, as long as you’re still by my side. As selfish as that sounds, that’s what I want. I don’t care if this relationship will be the death of Jeon Jungkook, as long as I’m still beside you, I don’t fucking care. This house of cards will be the death of me and I won’t fucking give a fucking damn.”

Screw ‘taking life by the balls’. It’s hard to break out of something when you made it your habit. It’s just that yours is making bad choices. And you just made another one.

I’m so excited that part 1 is officially out! Whoop! Please let know what you guys think!

Part 2 will be out on June 28th!

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season three episode three

Let me start off by congratulating the producers – not you Ish – on this great episode. I finally feel like we’re back to THE SHOW. Not a weird Bachelor spin-off with minimal drama and blatantly horrible editing (see: Juliette’s grad party scene, where Chloe’s nails change color DURING THE PARTY.) Nope, we’re done with that and back to the good stuff, so on that note, let’s cut to the feeling.

Come ON MTV it’s like you weren’t even trying. And yes, I created this, and no, I don’t have a life.

I know I’m going to like an episode when it starts off with the angelic sounds of my lord and savior, Ariana Grande. As break up with ur girlfriend, i’m bored plays, we zoom into Cara’s house. Personally, I’m hoping to see Victoria. Alas – it’s just Cara…and Garrett. God, Garrett STOP. Your ex-girlfriend has already outlined exactly how Cara is using you – since she did the exact same thing - and you’re still asking Cara on dates? This is so cringe. Where’s Victoria?!

Even though Garrett can’t score a date, Brandon can! Maybe instead of asking Cara to go look at babies, you should ask her to rollerblade, G Baby. As Amanda and Brandon glide around the Key, we learn that Brandon is celebrating his 24th birthday on Friday! And it’s “24, Like, Karat Gold Slash, Like, Pirate, Sort Of” themed, of course! He debates whether or not to invite Juliette while giving us viewers amazing helmet safety tips. Meanwhile, after Cara has removed G Baby from her property, she makes her way to Chloe’s to checkuppé on her. This is where we learn that Chloe has officially called the cops and filed a police report. I have a lot of opinions, but more on this later.

Okay, something I haven’t touched on because I wish it wasn’t happening I haven’t had time is that Kelsey and Jared have sparked a little romance. If you don’t remember, while Kelsey was dating her random LA boyfriend, Jared was the 86th person she cheated on him with. I see this going well! I mean, it always works out when you leave someone you cheated on for the person you cheated with. Right? Plus, there’s Twisted Tea and mudding involved, so Kelsey can rest assured she’ll be going on sophisticated and expensive dates instead of the shitty and poor dates that Garrett used to take her on.

FINALLY, the C + V scene I need and deserve. Donning a black one-piece that contrasts perfectly with her frozen fruity pink drink, Victoria is effortlessly exuding two polar opposite, chaotic energies. I’m getting “sassy”, but I’m also getting “I’ll fuck you up if you insult my 90’s Quiksilver skater shoes.” AKA, I’m getting Avril during the Girlfriend era. And I love it. As she floats next to Cara in the pool and shockingly proclaims that she’s not into guys, (what?!) I’m on my knees praying to God himself that she become a main cast member vis-à-vis a relationship with Cara. It’s Victoria’s show, and we’re all just living in it, baby. After Cara’s bizarre comment about how her parents punish her by locking her in their wine cellar (weird flex, but okay) Victoria giggles about how dumb Garrett is and we move on.

We leave C and V for a Madisson and Kelsey reunion, but it’s not a happy one. Madisson delivers the unfortunate news that Chloe may be pressing charges. Oh no! I would be really upset by this, but I can’t focus on the content of Madisson’s words because of how she’s delivering them. Madisson, we fully understand that you’ve been to an acting class in LA because you won’t shuttupé about it, so you can stop over-enunciating everything that comes out of your mouth. Thanks!

After Kelsey tells Juliette about her impending stint in Florida prison, she gets understandably upset. Luckily, Boring Robby is there to teach Juliette how to apologize. Don’t say he never did anything for her! I want to point out that Kelsey truly has been redeeming herself this season. She’s been pretty level headed and a very good friend. If only Boring Robby could do the same… Later in the day, Kelsey confronts Robby about another thing Madisson spilled during their meetup. Apparently, while Juliette was fighting everyone last week, Boring Robby had the audacity to applaud her! How gauche. Boring Robby vehemently denies these claims, saying, “Always take the high road, because the low road is way too crowded,” and, “Silence is the best way to react to a fool, and happiness is the best revenge.” First of all, stop lying about things that were FILMED on national television. You’re now Boring Robby: The Liar. Second of all, why are you the human embodiment of my ninth grade Pinterest quotes board?

Grab your pillows and sleeping bags because we are heading to a SLUMBER PARTY! But before anyone can start braiding each other’s hair, Chloe begins to stir the pot, yet again. She delights in bringing up Brandon and Amanda’s new relationship right in front of Madisson. But to distract from the awkwardness, Amanda changes the subject to her missing phone. After the fight, she lost her phone and no one has been able to find it. She starts to give us a play-by-play analysis of why and how she thinks Boring Robby: The Liar stole it. I’m sorry, am I watching Joe Goldberg on You, or am I watching Amanda on Siesta Key?

It’s the day of the BG’s bday, and I’m so excited to see everyone’s 24 Karat Gold Slash Like Pirate themed outfits! They don’t disappoint - G Baby and Victoria are even matching!! I’ve never screamed so loudly in my life. Garrett obviously refuses to drink, and we’re off to the party. But first, there’s one guest who needs to arrive.

As Alex descends from his family’s PJ strapped with Louis luggage, a BEER, and fresh digs straight from the Siesta Key mall, I can feel the blood coming back into my body. I can feel individual atoms multiplying. I can feel my soul re-entering my empty, hollow frame. I feel exactly like Bella in the fourth Twilight novel, Breaking Dawn. After her half-human, half-vampire baby has eaten its way out of her uterine lining, Edward is forced to do the unthinkable: steal Bella’s mortal soul by turning her into a vampire so she has a shot to survive. (It’s the second time in the series that vampire Edward is forced to resist sucking all of Bella’s enticing blood to save her – that’s true love.) As she starts to respond to his venom, each and every one of her cells begins to freeze over and restore life to her body. Suddenly, she is awake. Her vision is sharp, her mind is clear, and she’s never looked better. And that’s EXACTLY how I felt as Alex exited his plane.

I expect nothing less than for Alex to arrive at BG’s party with three underage Ukrainian mail-order brides. And he doesn’t disappoint. Unfortunately for the brides, he immediately begins discussing relationships with Cara. It’s fun to see Cara pride herself in not cheating on people for the past year. I kind of feel like that should be a given, but okay. As they’re undressing each other with their eyes talking, Garrett is having an interesting convo of his own. Classic Chloe starts stirring the pot AGAIN by telling Garrett that Cara is using him. Really Chloe? Cara is supposed to be your best friend. What’s more shocking is that VICTORIA starts to betray Cara as well. This causes an immediate fight between Carrett. They leave the party and start screaming at each other in the jungle. I’m so enraptured by the fight that I momentarily forget they’re at a themed party and fixate on Garrett’s outfit. Why am I watching Garrett Miller scream in a jungle dressed as a pirate? Oh, right. Anyways.

Even though Cara and G Baby are scream fighting, the party continues to rage on. And everyone is makingoutté. Kelsey and Jared, Amanda and Brandon... something is in the air! It must be the pirate theme. #LetsGetScurvy. But one person isn’t feeling the love – Madisson. With Dad gone, she has no one to kish. Clearly bothered by watching her friend and ex-boyfriend eat each other’s faces, Madisson decides to give Brandon the sad news that Amanda is using him. Whether or not she is, Madisson has no right to give her opinion on the matter. And BG says exactly that. Good for him! Another person surprisingly not making out with someone is Alex. He’s too busy being an asshole to Kelsey and telling anyone who will listen that Boring Robby is bad news. Probably true, but literally no one can be worse than he is, except maybe Pauly Paul. In other news, WHERE IS PAUL.

Unfortunately, the next scene doesn’t involve Pauly or Victoria – just Chloe and Juliette. Juliette shows up after Chloe gets out of work to hopefully avoid jailtime hash things out. Now strap in because I’m about to explain exactly where I stand with the Chloe/Juliette drama, and if you aren’t completely focused, please take a 10mg Adderall, wait ten minutes, and check back in.

Okay, hopefully, you’ve taken amphetamines and can really dial in. Here goes: I realize that Chloe is a necessary evil - it’s an indisputable fact that there would be no show without her antics. No one is as shameless when it comes to talking shit and completely ruining their friendships for the sake of television. And for that, I deeply respect Chloe. (I realize that sounds sarcastic but I am dead serious. Thank you for taking one for the team, Chloe.) But I simply cannot stand when she gets what’s coming to her then plays the innocent victim. Obviously, violence is not cool, and Juliette should be embarrassed by her behavior. But Chloe knew exactly what the outcome of that conversation would be. She was banking on a wasted Juliette reacting horribly. With Chloe, you simply cannot win. Earlier in this episode, Chloe verbatim says to Madisson and Cara, “If the roles were reversed, I would have shown up at her house, apologizing.”

Now cut to this scene, where Chloe verbatim says to Juliette (after Juliette shows up at her workplace) “I really don’t know why you’re here, so if you can please leave and leave me alone.”

Juliette said it best herself – “Chloe is my best friend when I’m miserable. When I’m actually thriving…this type of stuff happens.” Let’s take a moment to analyze the similarities and differences of how Chloe and the rest of the cast handled Chloe’s altercation with Amanda during season one, in which Amanda broke Chloe’s nose and sent her to surgery. After sending Chloe to the hospital, Amanda justifies her actions by saying that Chloe started it first. So everyone is okay with Amanda decking Chloe. The fact is, Chloe started it first here, too. Chloe swatted at Juliette’s hand first. So why did everyone grab coffee with Amanda, but ostracize Juliette? Amanda even had a sit-down conversation with Chloe after her surgery expecting Chloe to apologize. The inconsistencies and hypocrisy present…I CANNOT.

Chloe acts like everyone’s best friend to stay relevant and betrays them the second it benefits her. While I do agree that Juliette is only apologizing because she’s scared Chloe will press charges, I think people who talk shit, unfortunately, get hit, on occasion. Until next week!

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