#anyway ....!!!!!!! watched some videos earlier and i love them and i love what ive seen of the dlc. will take me forever to get to it

[downsteepy]

damn they werent lying these ways really are separate

[meltwonu]

| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 |     [CHAPTER 20] FINAL

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; camshow, sex toys, shibari, dom!seungcheol, dirty talk, overstimulation/forced orgasms, squirting, degradation, name calling, daddy!kink, gags! 😍💕 ✨HAPPY NEW YEAR!!✨ Here’s to more fun fics in 2021! I can’t believe this is our last chapter though omg 😭 It’s been suuuuch a journey and a privilege to write this little series out! I’ve honestly thought about a camgirl/boy series for like, over a year now, and I’m glad I finally did it! I completed one of my goals! 🥺💕 2020 was definitely a wild one, but I want to thank you all so fuckin’ much for supporting me and stickin’ it out with me all year! Here’s to more in the coming year!💕 Also I was proofreading this at the dining table last night thinking my roommate wouldn’t come out of their room but they did(while I was making dinner and my hands were dirty so I couldnt close my laptop ☠️) and they walked past my laptop and now I’m convinced they saw my fucking smut fic right in the open so yes my little mini-break next week is MUCH needed cause I am ✨embarrassed✨ 🤣 I’ll still do my inbox roundup tomorrow and probably answer a bunch of small thirst posts ‘n stuff throughout the week but there won’t be any drabbles! For now, enjoy chapter 20 🥺, have a safe weekend, and remember that I love you~ ❤️🍒💕

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 COMPLETE

Seungcheol wakes up much earlier than you do the next morning; pressing a kiss to your forehead as you groan and snuggle deeper into your pillow.

“Baby, I need to go run some errands for a little bit, okay? Just keep sleeping, you don’t need to get up yet. But, I made breakfast and put it in the microwave for you when you decide to get up later.”

His voice is muffled and you can barely understand what he’s saying but you nod; a soft sigh on your lips when you drift back into dreamland. He takes his time getting ready, checking his phone notifications as he gets dressed and places a note on the nightstand knowing that you didn’t catch a single word he said.

‘Hey, did you get everything I asked for?’

Jimin🧍🏻: of course, who do you think I am? Jeongguk?

Jimin🧍🏻: and btw, i’m just giving you a crash course okay? We don’t really have a ton of time

Jimin🧍🏻: did you watch those tutorial videos I sent you?

‘Yeah, I did some practice on my breaks, but I guess you can tell me if I’m doing anything wrong.’

Jimin🧍🏻: okee, i’ll be waiting. Don’t get here too late!

‘I’ll be otw soon. Thanks again, Jimin.’

“Ow--damn, okay, you don’t need to tug on it so much!”

“Sorry, I’ll be careful! And why are we practicing on you anyway?! Couldn’t you just have shown me pictures or something?”

“How else will you learn if not on an actual body? It doesn’t work the same way, Seungcheol.” Jimin pauses, checking himself in the mirror. “Also, keep in mind she does have boobs so just… go slow, okay? It’s not gonna sit like this on her.”

Seungcheol blushes a crimson red; biting the inside of his cheek at how amateur he was at this.

“Okay…”

Seungcheol is gone for a lot longer than you anticipate and although he replies quickly to your texts, you can’t help but be curious about where he’d gone and what he was doing.

Especially knowing that the two of you had to film tonight and knowing that everything was up to Seungcheol.

A shiver rolls down your body at the thought and you quickly try to shake off the nerves that seem to slowly invade your body when your mind starts to wander.

“It’ll be fine, I’m sure…”

“I’m home!”

“Where have you--oh, that’s… a b-big box? Um, should I be concerned...”

Seungcheol grins, shrugging as he sets it onto the kitchen counter. “Just some supplies for tonight. I had to go pick them up from a friend but I had to make sure everything was right.” He notices the way you can’t seem to take your eyes off of the box; eyes twinkling when he makes his way towards you.

He tilts your head up to meet his in a searing kiss, lips easing into a smile when you wrap your arms around his neck and melt under his touch. You moan against his lips just before he pulls away; staring dreamily at him while his hands start to roam over your clothed body.

“We have a long night ahead of us, sweetheart. Let’s pamper you a little before then, hmm?”

j__min: ??? where’s the loverboy

j__min has donated $200

angelhan has donated $75

therealchan99 has donated $50

xcaliburDK has donated $75

xcaliburDK: is that the sybian? Haven’t seen that in a looong while

You bite your lip and nod, somewhat shy as you sit alone in front of the camera. “Seungcheol’s still… setting up but he told me to start! I’m a little nervous, to be honest…” Your eyes flit to Seungcheol who rummages through the box in the kitchen and from the angle you’re sat in, you can’t see a single thing he takes out.

Earlier, he’d cooked you your favorite meal and even took the time to give you a full body massage before the two of you cuddled on the sofa and watched a movie. To you, it seemed a little too suspiciously tame and you only found yourself more nervous when he made you drink two glasses of water and ever so quietly announced it was time to start getting ready for the camshow.

“He’s being so suspicious! He was even gone for a few hours earlier today…” You mumble; brows furrowed at the camera before checking the comments.

It still amazed you every time with how much money you and Seungcheol made from the camshows and videos and it made you feel even better knowing that everyone loved the chemistry the two of you had together. There were a lot of video requests and ideas mixed in with the comments at any given time and you were definitely ready to pitch some to Seungcheol now that you’d rebranded your channel to be a couple’s channel instead.

“Almost done, sweetheart!”

gc__koo: he told me to watch cuz he was being suspicious with me too 

gc__koo has donated $50

alphagyu97: what is he even plotting

alphagyu97: i am excited to see the sybian again tho ngl

artist8hao: pretty baby gonna squirt for us again?

universe_WZ: hell fuckin yea let us see how fuckin wrecked you get on that machine

You feel your pussy clench around emptiness at their comments; already feeling yourself getting wetter and wetter with the anticipation.

Movement out of the corner of your eye catches your attention and Seungcheol walks towards the bed with a wide smile and the same box in hand. “Ready?” You can only nod back slowly, watching as he dumps the contents of the box right next to your body.

gc__koo: oy

chwenon: oh shit

sleepy_wonu: oh baby, you’re in for it now

sleepy_wonu has donated $100

Your entire body fills with warmth as you look over the various objects; unsure of where to really look first. “I, um--”

A stack of red ropes sits next to a small bullet vibrator that sits next to a ball gag that sits next to a pair of EMT shears and your eyes immediately flit up to Seungcheol who only smirks back at your shocked expression. “I had some other toys I wanted to use but I figured I should go easy on you, y’know? Since you showed me some mercy last night.”

Nodding, you reach out towards the ropes, touching them shyly. “Why red?”

“Thought they’d be on theme for you, babygirl.”

Seungcheol takes his time; remembering Jimin’s words when he tugs the ropes around your wrists.

“Colour, babygirl?”

“G-green… daddy…”

He nods, sitting up on his knees behind you as you sit on the sybian and face the camera. You bite your lip, somewhat embarrassed that you were already soaking the toy underneath you as Seungcheol worked to bind your arms behind you.

“D--daddy, where did you l-learn this?” You whisper, somewhat curious if this had anything to do with why he was gone for so long earlier in the day.

“Mm, daddy’s friend Jimin was kind enough to help me get the tools and teach me a few tricks to make sure I kept my babygirl safe. Wasn’t that kind of him?” You nod gently, gulping when you shift atop the machine slightly in hopes of relieving some of the growing sexual tension in your body. “Why don’t you thank him properly, sweetheart?”

Your hazy eyes make eye contact with the camera, head tilted slightly. “T-thank you, J-Jimin… for--for helping daddy…”

j__min: omg a shoutout ive made it

kitty_junjun: we never thought we’d see the day

tangerine_kwan: and here we all thought you were gonna be the bad guy huh

hoshi_tiger_xx: like when u only see previews of the book online but the rest of it is different ykwim

Seungcheol makes sure your arms are bound snug enough but not too tight; leaning away slightly to admire his rope work. “Feeling okay so far, babygirl?”

Nodding, you whine back slightly. “Y-yes, daddy… But… my--my pussy wants s-something…” He laughs in return, readjusting so that he’s sitting on your side this time to give himself easier access to start the rest of the bindings.

“Is that so? You’re gonna have to be a little more patient this time ‘cause daddy’s not done yet.” He starts working on the rest of the harness; going slow and checking in with you often to make sure none of the ropes were digging into your skin or making you uncomfortable. “You’ll have to forgive me a little though, I’m admittedly a ‘lil inexperienced so our pretty babygirl is only going to be tied up in this pretty harness for tonight.”

gentleman_josh95: the fact u even took the time to learn just for her

gentleman_josh95 has donated $100

artist8hao: seriously, the dedication

kitty_junjun: we stan a man who knows safety and etiquette 

Comments of reassurance and donations flood in at Seungcheol’s small apology and although the two of you are in your own world; you can tell from just the amount of pings coming from your laptop that they all seemed to be encouraging him.

The two of you fall into a comfortable silence as Seungcheol continues to move around you on the bed to finish the harness and a smile graces his lips when he starts to secure the last knots in the back. He can’t help but mentally pat himself on the back at how neatly he’d done it for his first time.

“There. All done, baby.”

Your eyes flit to the laptop’s screen to see yourself; cheeks hot when you see how fucked out you already look and he hadn’t even touched you properly or turned on the machine.

The star harness Seungcheol had tied looks pretty with red ropes and you can’t hide your smile at how good it looks on you too either. “Ah, daddy made it really p-pretty… Thank you.”

This time, Seungcheol nods, letting you admire yourself as he silently reaches for the small remote for the sybian, switching it on.

Your entire body lurches forward as soon as the vibrations attack your clit and you immediately find yourself moaning and grinding down onto the machine as he gives you some relief.  

“You’re welcome, babygirl. Now let’s really have some fun, huh?”

You need to cum.

Badly.

“Awww, is my pretty baby drooling? Does it feel that good on your sensitive ‘lil clit?” He teases, smoothing down your hair as you cry around the ball gag in your mouth; drool seeping out from the side of your lips when he raises the vibrations a setting higher.

You don’t know how many times he’d played with the settings and edged you by now, but all you do know is that the urge to cum only grows stronger as you grind against the machine, soaking it with your wetness as you chase the pleasure building up in your body again.  

Surely cumming was okay, right? He never said you couldn’t.

You whimper around the ball gag, eyes fluttering shut when the tension in your body snaps in the blink of an eye and your thighs clamp down onto the sides of the machine. Throwing your head back, you moan against the gag and ride out your high as Seungcheol watches you from the side.

“Mm, bet that felt good, huh? But I know you want something in that greedy ‘lil cunt of yours, don’t you? You want daddy’s cock slamming into your tight ‘lil hole ‘til it’s full of my cum, right, sweetheart?” He licks his lips, turning off the sybian as you slump forward.

universe_WZ: shit shes so sensitive

chwenon: especially with her arms bound like that i bet she’s on cloud nine rn

gentleman_josh95: her cute lil head is probably all fuzzy already from all the sensations

therealchan99 has donated $100

gc__koo has donated $75

j__min has donated $150

All you can do is whimper and nod; teary eyes blinking back at Seungcheol as he smirks and leans in towards you.

“Mmm, you’ll get what you want eventually. But for now, you’re gonna cum again.”

He turns the sybian back on, licking his lips when he sees your body tensing again. It was always easier to get you to cum a second time and his point is proven when you mewl around the ball gag a few minutes later; chest heaving in stuttered breaths as you try to shy away from the toy still vibrating against your overly sensitive clit when you’re quickly thrown into another orgasm.

“You always cum for daddy so easily, don’t you, babygirl?”

Your head feels fuzzy after already cumming twice in such a short span of time but you nod, head lolling to the side as Seungcheol finally turns the sybian off for good.

Seungcheol gives you a second to catch your breath before he’s scooting in and fiddling with the clasps at the back of your head to take the ball gag off.

A thread of saliva connects your lips to the gag and you whimper at how good it feels to be able to actually speak again. “D-daddy…” Drool drips from your mouth as your lead lolls forward and Seungcheol is quick to bring a hand up to keep your head up as he looks into your lust filled eyes.

“Colour, sweetheart?”

“Still g-green…” He nods back, checking to make sure none of the ropes had shifted. “Would you like some water before we continue, baby?”

“Yes, daddy…”

He fetches you a glass of water, tilting it against your lips as you down the entire glass and you find yourself a little surprised at how needed it was. “Thank you, d-daddy…”

“You’re welcome, babygirl. Ready to keep going?”

You nod, a little bit more energized. “I hope everyone, mmh, l-likes the show so f-far~” Your teary vision prevents you from reading the comments and before you can even make an effort to, Seungcheol is already helping you off of the machine and helping you sit on the bed across from him.

alphagyu97: ugh she looks so fucking good in that harness

angelhan: right? That shade of red looks so good against her skin too

angelhan: so fuckin pretty

tangerine_kwan: pics for the private room later? Plz i beg

Seungcheol takes this time to take off his boxer briefs, cock curving up against his abdomen when he’s fully naked across from you. He wraps a hand around his cock, moaning and spreading the precum down his shaft as you watch. “D’you want this, baby?”

Your lips fall open in a silent moan as you watch Seungcheol jerk himself off and you can’t help but squirm. “Y-yes…”

“Tell me exactly what you want then. Let them hear what a filthy little slut you are for me.” You can’t help but feel miserably empty watching him and despite having already cum twice, you want his cock fucking you open and making you cum again.

“I--I--”

“Yes, babygirl?”

“I, ngh, I want d-daddy’s cock… Please? Ah, I--I wanna feel you fucking my--my pussy into the, mmh, s-shape of your c-cock… And I w-want you to c-cum inside my--my slutty little h-hole…”

Seungcheol scoffs, hips shallowly thrusting up into his enclosed fist. “That’s right. You’re just my slutty ‘lil babygirl that lets me use all her tight holes how I please, right? You like it when I cum down your throat and in your pretty ‘lil ass. But we all know you like it best when I cum in your hot ‘lil cunt. Makes you feel all warm and full, doesn’t it? You like it when my cum is dripping out of your spent cunt and sliding down your shaky thighs.” This time you nod furiously as you whine back in response.

“P-please… Can’t wait any--anymore!”

This time, the impatience takes over as you slightly tug on the ropes; whining when they don’t give. “Daddy!”

And this time, he gives in quicker than he anticipates, growling as he reaches for the EMT shears to cut you from the harness. “Don’t let your arms down, no matter how much you want to. You’re going to strain your arms if you move too fast so let me handle it, okay, sweetheart?”

The sudden gentleness in his voice has a giddy warmth pouring over you as you nod and sit still while he cuts at various points of the harness to make the ropes fall loose around your arms and chest. You keep your arms in the same position like he requested and you soon feel his hands roaming your skin and massaging your arms to get the blood flowing again.

“You’re so good for me, baby.” He whispers against your hair, leaning down to kiss your shoulder before he slowly easing your arms down from being folded behind your back.

He continues to massage your arms for a few more minutes before it’s you that’s getting impatient. “Daddy… Can you fuck me now?” Whispering, you slightly turn your body to the side to meet his gentle stare.

Seungcheol laughs under his breath, nodding. “Lay on your back for me, legs spread.”

You follow his orders as you quickly scramble to get into position; legs spread wide for him to situate himself between.

“Mm, your pussy is still so fuckin’ wet. I wanna taste you on my tongue, baby.” Whines spill from your lips as you shake your head ‘no.’

“No! My p-pussy feels empty, I need y-your cock, daddy… ‘n I’m so wet, you can probably, ah, just s-slide your cock in…”

He wraps a hand around his cock just as you wrap your legs around his waist and he guides himself until the head of his cock is right at your entrance.

Neither of you say a word as he slowly starts to sink his cock in; guttural moans on his lips when he meets no resistance and bottoms out in a singular thrust. “Holy fuck, your cunt is so fuckin’ wet. Shit, and so t-tight!” You clench around him, already feeling good with his cock inside of you as you beg him to fuck you hard and fast.

“Ngh, p-please fuck me like--like I’m your, hah, c-cocksleeve… I want it f-fast, daddy!”

He grits his teeth at your words; drawing his hips back before snapping them into you just how you wanted. “Fast, hmm? All you think about in that pretty head of yours is my cock pounding you open, huh? Slamming into you so fuckin’ good, it makes your toes curl when you cum.”

Seungcheol starts a quick pace, already feeling the pleasure building up for himself when you’re reduced to garbled noises and broken cries of his name. The heels of your feet dig into the small of his back as you try to press him in closer and he’s quick to reach for the small bullet vibrator left on the bed next to your body.

“Your body is so fuckin’ sensitive, I can already feel how tight you’re getting around me. So fuckin’ greedy to cum too. Already came twice and you still want more. You’re not satisfied until your whole body is shaking underneath me, huh, sweetheart?” He turns the small toy on, pressing it to your clit as you yelp and let out choked sobs.

“Ah, ngh, d-daddy, my--my clit’s t-too sen--sensitive! I--I can’t--!” Squirming, you feel the pressure building up obscenely quick; bottom lip quivering when he takes one of your free hands and makes you hold the toy to your swollen clit.

“Just a little more, sweetheart. Don’t you wanna cum?”

He angles his thrusts to graze against your g-spot and loud cries of his name leave your lips in a hurried, jumbled mess when he only doubles his pace.

The sound of donations and comments pour in like water and get lost within the ringing in your ears; unable to even warn Seungcheol that you’re about to cum when you feel your entire body starting to lock up underneath him.

Your lips part in a silent scream and your back bows off of the bed, thighs shaking uncontrollably as you cum for the third time. Seungcheol growls, fucking you through it as you squirt all over his lower half.  He finds it harder and harder to thrust into you as you cum, but he feels himself quickly following suit with your warm walls fluttering around his cock.

“Fuck, baby, that’s right. Squirt for me, get me fuckin’ soaked while you cum.” He uses a free hand to make sure you keep the toy pressed to your clit, growling when he starts to unload his cum inside of you. “Mmh, gonna fill your cunt up with what you want, baby.”

A shaky moan leaves your lips as you feel him throbbing inside your pussy; walls clamped down onto him in a vice grip as you ride out the remnants of your orgasm.

“Ah, d-daddy’s cumming suh--so much inside of my p-pussy…”

Whining, you feel Seungcheol’s grip on your hand give way as he rides out his pleasure and you take the opportunity to turn off the small bullet vibrator while he doesn’t notice.

You watch his face contort in pleasure, hips still shallowly thrusting into you as his entire body shivers above you.

“D-daddy’s so h-handsome...” You mumble, cheeks hot when he cracks a smile through the pleasure wracking his body and chuckles under his breath. 

“Thank you, babygirl.” 

After you end the show, Seungcheol makes sure to cuddle with you on the bed for a little while longer.

“One more glass of water, baby.” You whine in response, pouting up at him before he gets up from the soaked sheets. 

“But I already had a glass! If you have a piss kink just say so, ‘Cheol!”

He lets out a boisterous laugh at your comment, trudging back to the bed from the kitchen with another glass of water for you. “You need to be hydrated, sweetheart. You came three times and we played a little more rough today. I just wanna make sure you’re okay.” 

“Fine, but you didn’t deny my comment.” You snarkily reply, taking the glass from him as you down the water. 

“Don’t make me have to punish you again! I’ll have you know I still need to get you all washed up and change the bed--”

A faint pinging has the two of you turning to the laptop; still on your camming homepage from where you’d checked the revenues from tonight’s show. 

A small [1] sits above your inbox and Seungcheol is quick to turn to you with an eyebrow raised. “I thought you turned off the messaging system on your profile?” 

You tilt your head in confusion, handing him the emptied glass. “I did. The only messages I should get are from, like, the actual system admins or other creator accounts which, I haven’t received any ‘til... now, I guess?”

Seungcheol sets the glass down onto the nightstand before he takes a seat next to you, dragging the laptop closer as you go to check the notification. 

“’Love&Letter Films’? Aren’t they one of the biggest adult film companies?” Mumbling, you click on the message, giving yourself and Seungcheol a second to process the message that stares back at you; a shocked smile on your lips.

‘Hello!

I hope this message finds Cherry and Seungcheol well. 

We, at ‘Love&Letter Films’, have really enjoyed the shows and videos from your channel throughout the years and we really have enjoyed watching the growth of your channel and the addition of Seungcheol to it. The dynamics between the two of you are rare in this industry and we’ve yet to see anyone like the two of you in this market. 

The shows from the last two nights have proven that the two of you have the right kind of chemistry to film together for bigger productions and we would love to hire you for a few film productions we have planned in the upcoming weeks as a feeler. Of course, all expenses paid by us if you would kindly take our offer. 

We love the various scenes and roles that the two of you take on with ease and we would love to help propel your careers forward, should you pursue a career in the adult entertainment industry. 

Please don’t hesitate to contact me as I’ve listed my contact information below. I’m excited to hear from the two of you and hope to work with you in the future on many projects.

Respectfully, 

Kwon Soonyoung, L&L FILMS CEO’

[saltymiraculer]

here ya go anon

So, I’ve been getting anonymous asks after asks after asks for an adrien/marinette/alya/nino group chat and I decided to just make a dumb one so they would stop but it turned salty and here ya go

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Unknown: …

Unknown: alright fess up who made the group chat

Unknown: it was me

Unknown: who the hell r u

Unknown: alya

Unknown: o ok im marinette

Unknown: TF guys??? It’s Adrien, but why did you make this?

Alya: wait did we add nino

Alya added Nino to Group Hangout

Alya: there we go

Nino: what the fuck

Nino: what is this????

Marinette renamed the chat shit talkers

Marinette: …

Adrien…

Alya…

Nino: what the FUCK

Nino renamed Nino as icantdrawforshit

icantdrawforshit: well its true

Marinette: wait you can do that

Alya renamed Alya as yaaasqueen

yaaasqueen: WeLl iT’s TrUe

Marinette: where the fuck is adrien

Adrien: Here!

Adrien renamed Adrien as noiristhenewblack

Marinette: pleeeease dont tell me youre a chat noir fanboy

noiristhenewblack: Hell yeah, I am!

yaasqueen: l a d y n o i r ?

noristhenewblack: YES!

icantdrawforshit: ye

Marinette: nu

Marinette renamed Marinette noladynoir

yaaasqueen: ???

yaaasqueen: why u hating on my ship?

noladynoir: so u know all those cute gifs u post on your blog of the kisses n stuff

yaaasqueen: yea those are so adorable!

noladynoir: when have you seen LB actually say yess to the kisses and dates

yaaasqueen: …

icantdrawforshit: oooo things about to get spicy

icantdrawforshit: 🍿🍿🍿

yaaasqueen: um shit i actualy havent

yaaasqueen: *actually

noiristhenewblack: Well, I’m sure she’s fine with it! Ladybug never OBJECTS to them, does she?

noladynoir: u actually pay attention during the fights right?

noladynoir: cuz if u did u would know that LB always tells him to stop

noiristhenewblack: No, she doesn’t! They’re in love, right, Alya?

yaaasqueen: mari makes a good point

yaaasqueen: ill see during the next battle + show it to u

2:48 PM

yaaasqueen sent a video

yaaasqueen: well shit

yaaasqueen: do i have some tea to spill

icantdrawforshit: holy fuck

noiristhenewblack: ?????

icantdrawforshit: watch the video

noiristhenewblack: I don’t see the problem?

noladynoir: do u need glasses my dude because its pretty obvious to us

noiristhenewblack: Can someone explain the problem to me? It just looks like a normal fight.

icantdrawforshit: thats the fuckn problem

yaaasqueen: if u actually watch the video you see that LB keeps flinching away from CN and she keeps tellinh him to stop but he doesn’t stop

noladynoir: that’s what ive been trying to say! she doesn’t like chat noir and he keeps telling her they’re in love anyways!

noiristhenewblack: But it’s probably just a lovers’ quarrel! Couples fight, don’t they?

icantdrawforshit: not like that my dude

yaaasqueen exited the group chat

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yaaasqueen logged onto adrienette is otp

yaaasqueen: get on the chat u lil bitches i have something to tell u

sportboi: wat is it 👀👀👀👀

yaasqueen: quit it with the emojis kim

sportboi: 🚫 no 🚫

sk8rgorl: ok what is it alya

yaaasqueen sent three images

yaaasqueen: this is the reaction to the vid i sent u guys earlier

icantdrawforshit: im private chatting w/ adrien rn and he keeps telling me that chat noir and lb are in love, it’s really creepy how possessive he is, pls send help

rosebud: uh-oh! that’s not good! what should we do?

lightscameraaction: yeah that’s really creepy, especially with how weird chat’s being in the video, how can he think that’s okay? LB looks so uncomfortable!

sk8rgorl: should we do something abt it? cuz chats a superhero n all

sportboi: yeah i mean ive never been sexually harassed but its not right how he’s just violating her like that 😬

icantdrawforshit sent an image

icantdrawforshit: WTF GUYS HE JUST SAID THAT IT WAS LB’S FAULT

yaaasqueen: wtf???

rosebud: the image isn’t loading! can u explain please 🥺🥺🥺🥺

icantdrawforshit: so i said “he didn’t have the right to touch her like that” and he said “Well, it’s her fault! She’s the one who’s so nice to him, she would just punch him if she didn’t like it!” so i said “well what if she doesn’t want to punch him” and this DOOD had the gall to say “Then she likes it!”

rosebud: …

rosebud: that’s just wrong.

lightscameraaction: yeah srsly that’s not right???

yaaasqueen: should we show marinette

yaaasqueen: cuz she was right all along

sk8rgorl: probably

sk8rgorl added noladynoir to the chat

noladynoir: hi guys

yaaasqueen: we were just talking about how it wasnt right for CN to touch LB like that do u have anything to say

yaaasqueen: that sounded rlly rude sry

noladynoir: actually i was assaulted like that earlier it was kinda terrifying

rosebud: oh no! i’m so sorry, Marinette!

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to be continued?

[tigerdrop]

Cringe is dead, talk to me about the funny half-life men and their relationship

okay here is my essay. it is titled These Guys Actually Like Each Other, and Gordon Freeman Is Just Kind Of A Dick*

(disclaimer: these are just my 2 cents. dont take me too seriously! im just some guy online who has watched this shit too many times.)

first things first. these guys actually like each other. this is a key aspect of their relationship. benrey, obviously and textually, digs gordon freeman - you dont flirt that heavily with guys you arent into, and so much of what he says and does is geared around making gordon crack up. thats pretty gay.

but the counterpart to this is that gordon freemans pretty fucking gay for benrey, too. you may say, “oh, but word of god says its not requited!” and to you i will say: bull shit. gordon is uniquely obsessed with benrey compared to all the other characters. if gordon didnt like the fucking guy, he wouldnt giggle with him and share in-jokes with him and bring him up every 5 seconds when benreys not around. thats concern, bro. thats worry. thats real shit

but i cant blame people for thinking that gordon freeman genuinely doesnt like benrey. benreys partially responsible for some of the worst things that have happened to him, the Arm Thing among them. and gordons very insistent afterward that he doesnt like benrey. he even goes so far as to try to kill benrey a couple times. to this, i must argue that gordon freeman is just kind of a dick.

lets talk facts here. canon. Lore. from the moment we hop into gordons shoes, we can see that he is a jerk to every npc on his way into black mesa. this is his default: a dude who just runs his mouth and says rude shit. he calls tommy a freak within 5 minutes of meeting him. he infantilizes the guy and barely considers him a real scientist. he doubts that bubby is a real name for like no fuckin reason. in “real life”, this is because its funny, and wayne is trying to make a funny half-life stream. in a textual sense, this is because gordon “hlvrai” freeman is a dick. this is the way he acts, consistently, throughout the series.

(brief aside: this is why the whole “gordon is a nice guy and a great dad” characterization baffles me. the way he actually acts in canon is, in short, bitchy and lacking in self-awareness. and i love that for him, i really do. it makes the moments where he just tries to be a nice guy stand out. but thats the thing: his intermittent moments of decency and kindness are not the whole of his personality! this dude kind of sucks most of the time!)

the way that gordons general asshole attitude extends to benrey is complicated. in fairness, benrey makes it his job to annoy the shit out of gordon as much as possible, and that warrants a negative attitude, but gordons pretty paranoid and ends up blaming benrey for nearly everything that happens to him, regardless of if its warranted. this is a pattern he exhibits both before and after the Arm Thing. its a little bit of a dick move! especially considering that, prior to the whole “betrayal” subplot (which was not exactly planned very far in advance), benrey is no more malicious or annoying than anybody else gordons having to travel with.

(okay, this is kind of a subjective evaluation, but still. my point stands that benrey is not any more of a hindrance to his progress than anybody else in the science crew, and neither is he particularly more violent or murderous. hell, gordon freeman has probably killed more guys than benrey. benrey just tends to get.......special treatment.)

all that said, i am still convinced that gordon really fucking likes benrey. please consider with me the following: it would be remarkably easy for gordon to just ignore him and do what he has to do, but he doesnt. he could stop engaging. he could stop thinking about benrey. he could stop bringing benrey up to the rest of the crew every time benrey leaves to do his own thing for awhile. but he doesnt. and, again, yeah, the extra-textual reason for this is “two guys are doing an improv comedy thing and bouncing off of scorpy is kind of the point”, but within the text it reads to me as gordon not being about to get the dude off his mind.

and this is in addition to all the times we see gordon being genuinely nice and receptive toward benrey! its in the little things: laughing the hardest and longest at benreys jokes. only ever reciprocating that stupid underwater “BBBBB” thing with benrey. trying to catch benrey when he falls, despite his insistence moments earlier that benrey should hop in the wack ass crystal generator and get hypermurdered. fondly remarking that benreys sweet voice sounds beautiful. his sort of flustered responses to most of benreys overt flirting. none of this is the way normal people react to a guy they hate. this is all fuckin gay to me, man.

its this combination of the outward insistence that gordon hates benrey with his inner eagerness to be around him and think about him and engage with him that gives off strong “repression” vibes, to me. for whatever reason - pride, embarrassment, resentment - gordon maintains a front of hating the guy and wanting to kill him for a lot of the series, but it doesnt gel with the way he fucking giggles and plays along half the time that benrey starts fucking with him. its a game, and that game is one of the only ways gordon knows to manifest affection for him.

(remember “oh my god, hes got a knife!”? that was the gayest shit i ever seen in my life. tittering like a schoolgirl while benrey chases him around like “im gonna get you haha”. insanity.)

the cool thing about repression is that you can have it manifest in a lot of ways! and this is where things like “headcanons” and “my own personal affection for repressed bisexual men” come in. a lot of how i characterize their relationship is an extrapolation of a lot of things like gordons canonical insecurity issues/anxiety, gordons whole anti-bootboy thing screaming “internet wokeboy who means well but probably has a lot of repressed baggage” to me, etc.

how do you get massive amounts of sexual repression out of what you see in canon, you might ask? well. if wayne would stop having gordon talking about being jerked off by the suit, or talking about chugging a 40-gal drum of potion and having to hold his piss, or worrying about being eaten by benrey the moment he sees benrey at setscale 10, maybe i would have a higher opinion of gordon “hlvrai” freeman and whatever latent psychosexual issues hes got going on. but here we are

i havent even touched yet upon how benrey feels about gordon. this one is helpfully made a little more plain by the fact that benrey very much wants to suck his dick in canon. (i dont even have to go into details. we all know.) but IMO the best part about this ship isnt just that they dig each other, but how. benrey gets overtly flirtatious in the second half of the series, but IMO his preferred method of flirting is just fucking with gordon: chasing him with knives, shoving him around in a bathroom, trying to get scans of his feet. but all in like a slapstick, giggly, fun-and-games sense, you know? at least when it works.

a lot of the time, though, it doesnt work out that way. he clearly just likes doing it whether or not gordon responds positively. which is, you know, Weird. not very nice. but also in line with the way everybody else treats gordon freeman. gordons kind of the universes chew toy in any given universe, and the same holds true here. hes kind of helpless......subjected to 4 demons attempting to make his life as difficult as possible. in a way its cathartic.

sorry. i got sidetracked. anyway, benrey very much likes to mess with him and unnerve him and demean him and i will be perfectly frank with you: that is hot. i have problems and illnesses and one of them is that i am a masochist who goes crazy for that kind of thing. calling gordon a “dirty lil boy” and telling him to “look at the mess [he] made” is some straight up kink scene shit.

i like to imagine that a lot of this behavior isnt caused just by the guy who played him wanting to be funny and antagonistic, but by benrey as a character not really understanding what constitutes “pushing a joke too far”. hes not human, and whatever he is doesnt have a very normative way of understanding the world around him, full of people who actually get hurt for real and die for real. benrey expresses what seems to be genuine surprise and distress after the Arm Thing, as if he didnt know that his actions would have serious consequences. and it doesnt seem to fully sink in afterward, either.

it reads a lot to me like hes used to video game rules and treating people around him like NPCs. if they get hurt, its no big deal, because its not real. he likes jamming random buttons on gordons interface and seeing what comes out. its probably a lot of fun for him, the same way that seeing a streamer or a youtuber suffer for our amusement is fun. its like, you know, in my opinion, gordons very cute when hes frazzled. hes also cute when hes laughing. pushing gordons buttons has a 50/50 chance of either of these things. and this is how he ultimately flirts with gordon: by pulling his pigtails.

but at the same time, benrey does legit care about gordon and knows some boundaries. benreys the one most often shooting at enemies to protect gordon, and he spent most of the last act trying to convince gordon to turn around and not fight him because they were friends (best friends, to be specific). he just lacks a lot of the emotional intelligence it would take to express the feeling of “he digs gordon and likes seeing his face get all red and sweaty regardless of the cause”. and gordon lacks the emotional intelligence it would take to express the fact that he doesnt know if he likes or hates benrey and hes scared as hell that its the former

because, lets be real. unironic benrey-liking is a sign of problems disorder. just look at all these words ive written about it.

can you imagine? this bizarrely powerful, non-human entity that can shrug off gunfire and grow to the size of a building has decided that youre his new plaything. benreys the bored guy booting up skyrim and fucking around in the console, and gordons the hapless favorite follower that hes taken a liking to. its a really fun dynamic IMO

after all this, its safe to say my title is a little misleading. the asterisk stands for * and So Is Benrey, Actually. they are both kind of awful dudes who thrive off of teasing each other and they deserve each other. and i am crazy about it. thank u for coming to my TED talk

[infinitelytheheartexpands]

My Personal Opinions on Some French Grand Opéras

Here we go. I’ll be focusing solely on pieces in what’s widely considered the “Golden Age” of grand opéra (from 1828 to about 1870).

1828, Auber: La muette de Portici: never seen or heard so I cannot comment, but I do think it slaps that it helped start both the Belgian Revolution and the genre of grand opéra.

1829, Rossini: Guillaume Tell: I love this one. it’s one of the few grand opéras that has a happy ending and it’s fully deserved. it’s long but it all has a point-- the first act introduces us to the community spirit that drives the rest of the action; even though it’s called Guillaume Tell, it’s not just about Guillaume Tell. it’s about a whole movement coming together, with all these vividly-drawn people of different social statuses, ages, heritages, and livelihoods coming together to do good in the world in the face of oppression. also it’s Rossini so it bops start to finish. the finale is one of opera’s best. I could not have higher praise and admiration for this piece.

1831, Meyerbeer: Robert le diable: another rare case of a grand opéra with a happy ending, but it feels a bit more contrived, something I wrote about when I watched it about a year ago for the first time. it’s quite a clever ending, however, and I love that these lovely characters get a happy ending. Robert is the least interesting principal character both musically and dramatically; the musical highlights of the show are mostly Bertram and Isabelle’s big scenes. the former is also arguably grand opéra’s most exciting ballet sequence, the Act III ballet of the nuns (or as I like to call it, the Zombie Nun Ballet). it’s long but it is incredibly worth it. overall, I really do enjoy this opera although it is very much an uneven piece.

1833, Auber: Gustave III, ou le bal masqué: here’s a thing I wrote about it like 3 months ago and I stand by every word.

1835, Halévy: La juive: It’s damn near impossible to find an even remotely close to complete recording. However, what the recordings have is excellent. The score is marvelous all the way through, although for the most part I tend to prefer the ensembles to the arias (the exception, of course, being Éléazar’s 11 o’clock number). Speaking of Éléazar, he’s an extremely complicated and frankly uncomfortable character, toeing the line between being one of opera’s most complex characters, an even more complicated proto-gender-swapped-Azucena if you will, and being an unfortunate vessel of antisemitic stereotypes. This is made even more complicated because Halévy was an assimilated Jewish composer. On the whole, Rachel is the only wholly sympathetic character in the piece, although all five of the principals are lovingly scored. 

1836, Meyerbeer: Les Huguenots: *holds things in because otherwise I would write an entire essay about this opera and you all know that because I have done that several times* Both a great strength and a great weakness of this piece is its sheer wide-ranging-ness, particularly in terms of mood. Unlike, say, La juive, this opera does not have one overall mood, instead steadily progressing from bright, brilliant comedy to one of the most horrifying endings in opera. Dramatically, this is great for the most part, although the sheer amount of exposition in the first two acts may take getting used to. Just as the drama gets more intense and concentrated as the opera goes on, the music gets more intense- and frankly, more often than not better- as the opera goes on. The window/misunderstood engagement business is something I still struggle to see the exact dramatic purpose of, because I think the question of religious difference would likely be enough to separate Raoul and Valentine at the beginning anyway; to me, it feels like Scribe and Deschamps were struggling to find a way to integrate Nevers into the story, as he is crucial to the opera’s lessons about love and tolerance, so they stuck in a quasi-love-triangle in order to justify his presence earlier on. (Also, for goodness sake, could you at least have given him an onstage death scene?) Anyway, in this way the story can be a bit unwieldy and uneven at first, but stay the course with this one...and even a lot of the first couple of acts are wonderful. The characters are all wonderfully written if rather episodic in many cases, but this opera is ambitious and by the end, it’ll tear your heart to shreds. It’s amazing. Uneven, yes, but amazing nonetheless, and I will defend it to the death.

1840, Donizetti: La favorite: I’m not as familiar with La favorite as with some of the others on this list (I’ve seen two different productions once each and I have a recording of it saved to my Spotify library that I listen to bits and pieces of very occasionally) but I do think it’s an excellent piece overall. LÉONOR DESERVED SO MUCH BETTER. The music is lovely all around; I know Donizetti wrote at least one other grand opéra in full and part of another, both of which I need to check out because in its own way, Donizetti’s style works wonderfully with grand opéra.

1841: Halévy, La reine de Chypre: here is a post I wrote about La reine de Chypre. basically all my thoughts remain the same except I have to add: Halévy as a whole just needs more love. there’s a few other of his operas I have waiting (a recording of Le dilettante d’Avignon that has been sitting in my Spotify for who knows how long and a film of Clari with Bartoli and Osborn I’m also sitting on) but there are so many pieces that sound fascinating but have basically ZILCH in terms of recordings.

1849, Meyerbeer: Le prophète: before I say anything else about this opera, I need to ask a burning question: WHY THE HELL IS THERE ONLY ONE GOOD VIDEO RECORDING OF THIS OPERA?!?! on the one hand, I adore the Osborn/Aldrich/Fomina production; on the other, I would also like other productions, please. anyway, I said one time in the opera Discord that while Les Huguenots will probably always be my favorite Meyerbeer opera for an array of reasons, this one is definitely Meyerbeer, Scribe, and Deschamps’ strongest work. it is both unusually dark and unusually believable for an opera of its time—and the fact that it still holds up so well is disturbing to say the least. this opera thrives on complexity in all forms and yet has probably (and paradoxically) the simplest plot to follow of the four Meyerbeer grand opéras. the score is brilliant start to finish, mixing the best of bel canto, Romanticism, and something altogether darker, stranger, and more original. definitely one of the most underrated operas ever. the aforementioned production is on YouTube with French subtitles; give it a watch here.

1855, Verdi: Les vêpres siciliennes: Vêpres is an opera I love dearly although I have yet to find a production that is completely satisfying. I think it’s because this opera is a lot deeper, a lot more complex, and a lot more troubling, frankly, than people are willing to go. also it should be performed bilingually and I am dead-set on this: the dissonance of an opera about French capture of Italian land being sung entirely in either French or Italian is always a little off at least (and also part of the reason why my brain probably adjusted to hearing this opera in either language better than, say, Don Carlos). but anyway, neither side comes off particularly well here, particularly due to the violence and sexual assault on both sides of the equation: both Montfort and Procida are heavily in the wrong, and while Verdi sympathizes with both for personal reasons (Verdian Dad in the former case, Italian Liberator in the latter), there is a lot of troubling stuff in here. nevertheless, the music bops, the story is intriguing, and I think we can all agree that Henri and Hélène both deserved better, especially considering how close they got to bliss (although I think we can also all agree that the end of Act IV twist to almost-rom-com is pretty abrupt).

1863 (full opera: 1890), Berlioz: Les Troyens: I wrote this review of Troyens after watching it in the Châtelet 2003 production in December 2019 (first time ever watching it) and I still stand by just about every word. Such a fascinating opera, great adaptation of the first few books of the Aeneid, marvelous score (of course, it’s Berlioz!)...but could there be a ballet or two fewer, Berlioz? Or at least shorten them up? And that’s coming from someone who likes ballet. But anyway, in every other respect it’s absolutely marvelous. Some people say it’s the greatest French opera ever, and while I hesitate to say that, it comes pretty damn near close.

1865, Meyerbeer: L’Africaine (Vasco de Gama): Vasco da Gama/L’Africaine is even more troubling—much more troubling—of an opera than Vêpres to me and I wrote a whole thing here as to why. I still stand by most of it, although upon reflection, I feel like the ending that drove me so crazy has virtually the exact same idea behind it as the end of Troyens/Book IV of the Aeneid: empire has consequences and those consequences hurt real people, who, though different and not among those perceived as “heroic”, are worthy of being treated as human, not being collateral damage. (I’ve written at least two essays about this for different classes, both specifically in regards to the Aeneid.) It may be time to revisit this one. The score is lovely, after all, although it didn’t stand out to me as much as others by Meyerbeer.

1867, Verdi: Don Carlos: *holds myself back from writing a 10-page essay* y’all, there is a reason that when someone asks me what my favorite opera is, I always choose this one even though I’m horrible at favorites questions. it’s Verdi, grand opéra, romantic drama (SO MUCH romantic drama and SO MUCH gay), political drama, religious/social struggle, personal struggle, social commentary, spectacle, intimacy, masterful characterization all in one. what more could you want? I first saw/heard this opera in Italian long before I did in French, so my brain is more hardwired to hearing the Italian but both are good. my motto is “Italian or French, I don’t care, but Fontainebleau has to be there.” fuck the four-act version. I mean, I will watch four-act versions but five-act versions are just superior. I’d prefer uncut performances (the first part of the garden, the Lacrimosa, the extended opening and ending), but these aren’t dealbreakers for me. it’s the perfect synthesis of Verdi and grand opéra, much less unwieldy than Vêpres (as much I love that one), both musically and dramatically.

1868, Thomas: Hamlet: Part of me wishes this was more faithful to the actual source play (why??? the??? fuck??? does??? Hamlet??? live??? although there are alternate endings), but part of me also realizes that the play is already four hours long as is and singing it plus ballet would make it WAY too fucking long. This does a pretty respectable job. The music is gorgeous, by turns almost sugary-sweet and thrillingly ominous. The Murder of Gonzago scene is an absolute masterpiece. The Mad Scene is justifiably one of opera’s best (although I’m not sure it was a good idea to have that and a frequently-cut 20-minute ballet with no relation whatsoever to the main plot to make up all of Act IV). There are a lot of bops in this one. The four principals are closely followed and still very well-drawn. Both of the stagings I have seen were excellent. An underrated opera.

1869 (grand opéra version), Gounod: Faust: Another of my absolute favorite operas. Since this existed for a decade before its transformation into the grand opéra we all know and love, I won’t comment much about its actual format and adherence to grand opéra tropes aside from saying the Walpurgisnacht ballet is one of grand opéra’s best and extremely good at giving off Vibes TM. I used to hate how the character of Faust was written and thought he was incredibly boring. Not anymore (although of course, I still hate him as a person. fuck him tbh). This opera has a reputation for being saccharine and old-fashioned and I think that’s a bunch of garbage right there. It’s about the search for eternal youth and the expectations of conforming to social values and people’s struggles with themselves when a) they “fall short” and b) when the world ostracizes them for being “different” and “out of line”. I am also firmly convinced that Marguerite is the real protagonist of Faust (like how I’m convinced that Valentine is the protagonist of Les Huguenots if there even is a singular protagonist in that opera but I digress). The music slaps. People need to stop cutting whole scenes out of this. I’m still undecided on the order of the church and square scenes of Act IV. Marguerite and Siébel just need everything good in this world.

Anyway, those are my two cents! I tried to keep these pretty short, so if y’all want any follow-ups, let me know!

[mayabruhbruh]

Stranger Things 4 Analysis and Theory

I don’t know if anyone else has done posts on this stuff yet (it’s really likely, but i’d not want to take the credit if i’m not the only one who’s thought of this)

I know @kaypeace21 has made tons of posts on the s4 movies from Video Store Friday, and many others have theories and analyses, but back in July I took it upon myself to research more into the very last few scenes of s3. Specifically the three months later time stamp, where Steve and Robin are in search for a new job.

My main focus was the four movies that they mentioned for Keith at the counter. “Animal House”, “The Hidden Fortress”, “Children Of Paradise”, and “The Apartment”.

(reminder that if you read this, it could be spoilers for the final cut of the actual show if i end up being correct about some of this, so read at your own risk)

My first theory, which I’ve already discussed in a separate reblog, is about The Hellfire Club. But i’ll say it here too.

Basically,

(sorry for the sucky quality)

Animal House is about two awkward freshmen going into college and joining a fraternity of rejects. It matches Mike, Dustin and the Hellfire Club perfectly! Personally, my lowkey theory is that they’re going to have to go though an entirety of initiation activities (possibly drugs too, if what we’ve heard is correct) and Lucas and Max will be in their own storylines up until the supernatural threat brings them back together again. This could be wayy off, but still its my idea.

As for Max and Lucas...

I’m not sure about the entirety of the plot of this movie, but the last line sounds a lot like something that would happen between Lumax. Lucas is a basketball jock now, I think that’s crystal clear now seeing from the Pep Rally poster, and how he’s always been the one in the group to be able to mask his nerdy side. For Dustin and Mike, I know it’s much harder for them. Anyways, Max, I’m pretty positive by now, is going to be extremely distant and defensive from everyone just like she was in the beginning of s2, since she just had a big change happening in her life. It’s the same now, except with the grief and loss of Billy. My guess, from the hints of this movie and other stuff, is that Lucas is going to come face to face with his reputation as a popular kid, and his love for Max. Like the summary says, he must decide between the advancement of his career or the girl that he loves. Real hard hitting stuff.

Onto the next one. MIKE WHEELER. (or will byers)

I watched an analysis video on this movie, because I haven’t seen it yet, but again the very last line is what I’d like to focus on.

My. Jaw. Dropped.

I’ve read many analyses of Mike Wheeler being gay (courtesy of @kaypeace21 @hawkinsschoolcounselor and MANY others), but I dunno, I was always just so skeptical no matter how much it made sense. But when I saw this WHAT THE HELL?!?’);/&? It’s stupid of me to not have believed it sooner, but I hope this is the movie that foreshadows Mike’s storyline this season. I’m assuming Mike will have to “prove his expertise in battle”, or perhaps prove he can go through with all of the initiation shit for The Hellfire Club, while hiding his growing revelation that he might be gay/bisexual.

BUT a possibly more likely scenario would be that this movie connects with Will Byers’ storyline this season instead. Perhaps the hardships of a new school and a new town has Will shaken up, and he also has his sexuality awakening that he has to hide from new people. I say that it’s more likely for him, because Will has always been more heavily queer-coded (not exactly heavier, but just extremely much more apparent and obvious opposed to Mikes queercoded subtext that we really had to dig for).

I also didn’t mention this in my reblog from earlier, but I want to address my opinions on the apparent cheerleader that meets Mike and befriends one another. One of my friends on twitter said Chrissy (her name, or so we think lmao) might be a key component to Mike being able to discover and come to terms with his sexuality. But then again, a different friend of mine thinks that the amount of content were getting is oddly suspicious, and that the Duffers are feeding us all the wrong information to lead us to all the wrong conclusions. But, at this point, why not both. At the moment, everyone thinks that Chrissy is Mikes new love interest, but what if she really isn’t, and they’re pulling a Robin on us (i call it a robin because it was technically straight-baiting in s3 LMFAO). I’m not saying that she might be a lesbian (although 👀 it says on her character info that she’s 18 (robins got some game to work with now ahaha)) but it could be a straight-bait up until she helps Mike realize his sexuality (i would have said realizes his love for Will😍😍 but recently ive been trying not to input byler into everything i fucking say, so theres how that’s going). Anyways. Last movie!

Now, I’m currently not super concrete on this one to be completely honest. I have a few in mind...

Okay, so don’t attack me, but this could possibly be a mileven storyline. It sort of fits. They have an undeniable connection, but “their fortunes shift considerably and they’re pushed apart” aka the misfortune of the mindflayer and hawkins not being safe for them leads them to moving away and literally being pushed apart. I don’t know about the pursuing other relationships, but we still have no idea what’s going on with El Hopper tbh, i havent a single clue what’s going to be happening with her storyline atm. But either way, that could be it.

ORRRR the MUCH more likely scenario, Jancy :)

Bloggers on here have already predicted that they wouldn’t be endgame, and I was only slightly skeptical because although their relationship was built on shared trauma, a very unstable foundation to have for a ship tbh, i still hung onto the fact that they cared for eachother a lot :,( But the entirety of their season 3 bickering and this summary kind of sealed the deal.

Just like Mike and El, Nancy and Jonathan have been pushed apart aswell. It was already seen in season three that they’d be better of leading separate lives, aka Jonathan was doing fine at the internship, whereas Nancy could have been somewhere better for herself. I doubt they broke up at the end of season 3, but there’s bound to be new relationships for them seperately. It sucks bc I love Jancy, but s3 showed how badly they snap at one another when there isn’t a life threatening event at hand. Jopper on the other hand, I thought their bickering was adorable, but i’m getting off track, sorry lmfaoo.

Once again, I probably am not the first to talk about these, but jsyk if you steal this from me specifically i will track you down and end you. I’ve been speculating about these things since April and July, which is pretty weak tbh, but that was when i had nothing better to do LMFAO. i hope i got at least something right, but i haven’t seen many of the video store friday’s movies, which sucks bc those could really help. But whatever.

(i wrote this really late at night, and it’s poorly edited bc my eyesight sucks lmfao, but i hope you get what i mean)

And that’s it! I hope you like it, or had some sort of impact from it idk, just sharing my thoughts tbh. Anygays, if you have any questions/added ideas/thoughts of any kind, my inbox is always here, you can private message me, and comment if you want!! i love y’all sm lmfao, so excited for the upcoming content were about to get soon, byee!

[reineyday]

geraskier zoom conference hc's based on that 'and they were video conferencing' post

(this has turned into a fic in point-form oops; also it's more pre-slash 'cuz this quarantine is ongoing and i don't have any specific ideas about how a relationship discussion would go or be handled over zoom haha)

it starts as a group conference call between yennefer and triss and jaskier and geralt probably because yen and triss and geralt run some sort of small business and they need jaskier for something artistic probably (he's a freelancer)

let's say they have some sort of start-up to do with children's education somehow, inspired by ciri, and they want to start a small educational web series and they want music in each episode and so hire jaskier as a composer

geralt is in charge of episode content because this web series is gonna be about mythology and he has a masters in it and has done a fair amount of traveling for it (and lowkey has been learning about different kinds of myrhs and legends and heroes and monsters all his life alongside swordfighting thanks vesemir)

ANYWAYS at first they just talk about work: geralt knows which myths he wants to talk about and how, but can't quite come up with a good narrative because he has a bad tendency to ramble on about very precise specific details that get boring, and he also doesnt know how to set the tone for children despite having one himself

jaskier suggests they make the show centre around a hero that is a witcher who goes off on adventures meeting all these creatures, and jaskier already has some fun ideas for songs

jaskier thinks geralt isnt very forthcoming but he's clearly interested in the project and there's excitement in his eyes when he says ciri will like something they write together

geralt also gets kind of moody about inaccuracies (like a nerd 'cuz he is one lol), and jaskier thinks it's funny and likes to pull his leg by saying they should just change this detail or that detail and that he's allowed bc he's the composer and he's taking creative liberties

about three zoom meetings in, they decide the witcher should have a horse and jaskier says they should give it a name and geralt says "roach" and jaskier laughs and asks about cockroaches and geralt looks... petulant??? and says there are fish called roach too and he meant the fish, and jaskier feels fond and relents and says yes fine the horse's name is "roach"

the next video call they have, they start talking again about work and jaskier's trying not to focus too much on the fact that geralt has shown up with his hair braided but goodness it makes him look softer with the way it pulls back and some strands of hair escape to frame his face

geralt eventually notices and hmms his questioning hmm (and when did jaskier start distinguishing the difference?) and when jask asks about the braid, geralt's face goes EVEN SOFTER and says ciri can't practice braiding on her friends' hair at school anymore so she practices with him and jaskier's like "well fuck that's it this is it ive never even seen him in person but here we are this is a crush oh shit"

the first time geralt laughs is because in one of their meetings, jaskier decided he was gonna be chill and wear a work shirt but just his boxers with stupid cartoon pizzas on them, amd he feels so comfortsble he forgets he's just wesring his underwrar 'till he gets up to grab his acoustic guitar and geralt sounds like he was startled into laughter and yeah, that's right, he's wearing stupid boxers and he flushes but geralt looks pretty amused and jaskier did that so he's not too embarrassed

halfway through the session after that, where jaskier has given up on slightly professional looking clothes but has committed to wearing something over his boxers at all times, he hears some barking and he sees a german shepherd's nose enter the bottom of the frame by geralt's arm

jaskier is obviously like YOU HAVE A DOG and geralt explains ciri usually plays with him during their meetings but they decided to go earlier that day and when jaskier asks what the dog's name is, geralt pauses and looks a cross between irritated and embarassed and then says "roach"

jaskier laughs and laughs and geralt just looks on stoically and it's not on his mouth but jaskier can see the pout in his eyes, but after he's done laughing, all he says is, "like the fish" and geralt smiles a tiny smile and shakes his head and jaskier's a goner, truly

one day, jaskier is caught on trying to find the perfect wording and chord progression for one of the episodes, and focuses on his guitar and keyboard for a while as he toys with this key and that rhyme, and when he looks up, geralt is in a kitchen putting on tea and mixing something in a pot and it's an hour past when they usually hang up

"you could have stopped me, you know?" jaskier asks, but geralt looks at him and hmms and jaskier feels all warm goddammit

he tells jaskier to go take a break and jaskier obliges and brings his laptop to his kitchen and they kind of just have tea together for twenty minutes before something dings and geralt has to go 'cuz it's dinner time for him and ciri

the next meeting, geralt shows up and his daughter's there in the background and she has hair like geralt's and a sunshine personality the complete opposite of geralt (though they both give off disintguished kinds of vibes)

jaskier is charmed; she's a great cheerleader and a wonderful person to run ideas by especially considering she's the target age group for their show, and when she makes a comment about how she wishes she could play the ukulele she got as a gift two years ago, jaskier brightens up and says he can teach her

now jaskier zoom calls a little earlier so ciri can have a short ukulele lesson before his work meeting with geralt, and it's so nice whenever he hears ciri practicing off to the side or roach barking from out of the frame and jaskier wonders what it would be like to truly be in the house with them

the next meeting after, they go a bit too long again bc they were arguing (well, jaslier was actually pulling geralt's leg some more, to be honest, but he can't help it if that's how he flirts), and ciri shows up and says it's time for food and when jaskier says he'll leave them to it, ciri suggests he just stay on amd they can eat together

geralt doesn't immediately say no and actually seems to be waiting for jaskier's answer so jaskier says yeah okay, and he grabs some food and they all have dinner together and they get to talking and jakier and ciri bond over disney movies and ciri says she wants to watch them together the three of them and yennefer and triss

the watch party happens and over zoom yennefer seems deeply amused the entire time and triss keeps giggling and geralt seems extra annoyed for some reason but jaskier enjoys himself and sings along to the movie and he tries not to imagine sitting right next to geralt on his couch on the side not occupied by his daughter

jaskier wakes up with a headache very close to their meeting time one day, and kind of just opens his laptop while he's lying in bed and opens the window to wait for geralt to start the meeting while he reaches over to get his ukulele 'cuz it's the closest instrument to his bed and the easiest on his brain when it's pounding like this

when he settles back against his headbkard and pillows once more, geralt is looking at him with a frown and asks if he's feeling okay, to which jaskier replies he's fine it's not covid he just gets headaches every now and then and it sucks but he can still compose (and he shakes his lil uke at the camera)

geralt says no he should sleep and when jaskier pouts he says he's going to sit here and wait for jaskier to put down the damn ukulele and drink some water and eat a granola bar and then tuck himself back into bed and he looks all fierce about it while he says it and how can jaskier not lug his laptop around while he does these things and fall a little more in love

eventually it becomes totally normal for jaskier to just hang out for long stretches of time, whether or not they talk about their witcher web series, and they cook together and hang out in their pajamas and jaskier and ciri have their music lessons and their disney nights and geralt even starts getting him to work out during some of their work breaks by doing 8 minuts abs

(jaskier was pretty adamant about not exercising but said he's do it just the one time but after 8 minutes of pain, geralt was flushed and kind of sweaty and said he needed to chamge his shirt anf then just took it off right there on the camera before he walked out frame to grab a new one and jaskier had to rush to pick his jaw off the floor before going to change out of his own sweaty clothes and yeah so he does 8 minute abs with geralt sometimes now)

once, geralt sends him a zoom link for a meeting at 2am on a night when jaskier can't fall asleep (his sleeping schedule's been so fucked since quarantine started) and when jaskier joins him, he looks like hell and he apologizes but when jaskier says he probably won't sleep for another three hours anyways, geralt looks the tiniest bit grateful and asks if they can work so they do, and if jaskier writes a song that's a little more like a lullabye dyring their meeting, and feels like his heart is about to burst when geralt, who'd moved from his desk to his couch, nods off while jaskier softly sings to him, well... jaskier doesn't know what to do with himself after he makes sure geralt is properly sleeping and then leaves the zoom meeting

they work and work and really get to know each other and then, all of a sudden, there are no more songs to be written for their witcher series and jaskier says "that's the last song, i think" and geralt hmms but neither of them hangs up

jaskier bites his lip and says, "i'll see you at the team meeting we'll have with yennefer and triss to wrap up my contract, i guess?"

and geralt says, "you should add me on facebook; we should keep in touch for future projects"

jaskier tries not to feel too bummed out because this is still a connection point and also yay more creative projects with the hot man he is probably definitely in love with and also potentially more money! but he's still a little bummed and then he decides if he's going to feel bummed he should at least do something about it and he says, "i will! you know facebook has video chat too"

and geralt hmms again but there's definitely a smile, and it's even an actual smile! "im aware," he says, and then before he hangs up the zoom call he looks stern and adds, "dont forget about ciri's ukulele lessons" and honestly jaskier wasn't expecting to continue with them but he's relieved they can still keep doing those

he shoots geralt that friend request and sates the need to scroll down his wall by going through geralt's past previous profile photos instead (they're usually of him and ciri and they're adorable)

and then, delight of delights, the next day around when they usually have their meeting, there's a video chat request from one geralt of rivia coming through facebook, and even more delightful: geralt's clearly on his phone and he only waits on the screen long enough to make sure jaskier's there and to give him a quirked eyebrow and a trademark hmm before he turns the camera around and jaskier is treated to an outside view and a walk with geralt and roach via mobile

and thus geralt becomes a fixture of his every day life

[soulonfire13]

How about 3 through 8 for the video game asks?

Oooh these are all excellent ones.

3~ "Best game you've ever played"

Starting off with a very hard one to answer lol, but I think the best game(s) Ive ever played is a tie between "Prey" and "Red Dead Redemption 2". Both games Ive gone back to countless times and Im always finding something new and different when I play.

In Prey, I love, love, love the enviromental storytelling and how many different way you can solve the games mysteries and puzzles. It allows me to actually pick skills I want for that playthrough, and still be able to finish the game my way.

Rdr2, theres just so many little details and things that blow me away everytime I load into the game. Foreshadowing I might have missed earlier, realistic animals gorgeous thunderstorms ahhhh.

Both games also have excellent stories imo. Multiple points where I was sitting in my chair open mouthed and/or crying. So damn good. I love games where I have choices, even if the choices are small.

4~ "worst game you've ever played?"

For this one, I had to think a bit. I decided to pick a game that was the worst for me, personally; even though technically speaking its fine. Its also random as all heck hahahaha. Anyway that award goes to "Nancy Drew: Trail of the Twister"

I grew up playing the Nancy Drew cd rom games and that one just pissed me right off. The puzzles suuuuuck, especially for Nancy Drew (theres only a couple ND games with WORSE puzzles) but having to do the same puzzle like 4 times with no way to speed it up and having to watch the same aninations forever just threw any chance of me liking the game right out the window.

Also hated the storyline a bit more than other ND games and Ive played them all. Ive seen hokey storylines and obvious plot twists but this specific one was just.... bad.

5~ "Popular game series you just can't get into"

Theres a lot XD. I think the biggest is games like Final Fantasy and Kingdom Hearts. Theres just so much lore and so many games that while I respect the people who can get into all of it and actually know whats happening in those games; I will never actually play them myself.

I have watched a playthrough of the original Kingdom Hearts but thats about it.

6~ "Game that Changed You the Most"

I would say that the game that changed me the most was "Mario and Sonic at the Winter Olympic Games 2009" for the DS. It was my true 1st Sonic game. (I vividly remember my mom getting it for me because we'd been playing so many Mario games)

I immediately fell in love with the Sonic characters, Knuckles and Shadow being the og characters I ended up really liking and using for most of the events in the game. It was after I finished the game and was trying to 100% that I started really getting into Sonic as a series. The game has these collectables called "whitestones" that were scattered EVERYWHERE in the game. To find them, you button mashed near where you though there would be one and BAM another whitestone.

One of the characters you turn the whitestones into was Espio. And I was like; huh. This guy is cool. I should look him up. And that led to me finding and watching SonicX. Which led to me playing more Sonic games. Which led to me reading the comics. And the rest is history.

The Chaotix quickly overtook Knuckles and Shadow as my favorites (I still really like them) and eventually led to me making this specific blog! Being a sonic fan has been a huge part of my life for many, many reasons :)

7~ "Game you'll never forget"

"Sonic Heroes"! It will always be the most nostalgic and my favorite Sonic game. My brother and I split which teams we would play as and we would work together to complete the game. I got Team Dark and Team Chaotix and I absolutely loved playing both storylines so, so much. There was so many hours spent raging over the Rail Canyon level, and countless tries for the bonus levels and Chaos Emeralds. I put my blood, sweat and tears into that game and I loved every second of it.

8~ "Best Soundtrack"

Oooh theres so many I like ;-;. Skyrim's soundtrack is memorable and absolutely awesome. Stardew Valley has some of the best vibing music for a game. Sonic and the Balck Knight and Sonic Rush have some of my favorite Sonic songs. Rdr2 has a banger playlist of songs that cut DEEP. I could even cheat and say I like Miku rythm games and add a bunch of vocaloids to the list hahaha.

God I literally can't choose auuugh. Music is such a personal thing to me and I love video game music with a passion. Theres just too many to pick just one game jdhshdjfkfisysn

[cupidssrosses]

i. love. ship. playlists.

so, i know for a FACT that im not the only one that uses songs to picture scenarios with a pairing i really love. like, sometimes im so set on the idea of a ship that i have to rewrite the entire show in my brain, rework it so that they end up together logically. songs are always so good to visualise too. harringrove is the BEST for this, because the show itself uses scenes set to 80s music all the time. 

anywho, this is a really longwided way of saying hey heres my harringrove playlist enjoy :)

this song has always been made for a scene where tension has to slowly build.

so, instead of the scene with billy and neil happening at the end of the season when theres much more world-end-y  things to deal with, it happens earlier. 

the  scene happens, billy goes to find max and ends up finding steve and the kids in that junkyard. 

“am i dreaming or is that you harrington”

(really rushed) “yeah its me dont cream your pants what the FUCK are you doing here hargrove you have to leave right now”

billy won’t shut the fuck up so steve has to cover his mouth and try to push him into the bus. then we hear a demidog, steve gives up on billy and gets ready to fight, quietly hands billy a broken pole or something just in case. 

the song starts from 0:00 right when billy sees the demidog, the camera pans in on his face, just so confused and scared, processing what hes seeing. then he joins the fight, he and steve back to back protecting the kids. this leads to billy being part of the gang, at least in some respects. hes strong as fuck and now they have to fill him in on the circumstances now so hes around more often to help. he wants to protect max, but also be near/protect steve. 

so ! during subsequent fights/situations, billy and steve get a little closer, damn they’re not in love but hey they’re getting more comfortable and theres deeeefinitely some mutal attraction, the energy from those shower and basketball scenes hasn’t gone away. if steves the mother figure billys the dad. 

on the “i need a hero” (BAM) part that leads into the chorus, billy saves steve with some kind of big action you know? RIGHT on the beat i swear i get chills every time i picture it to this song. like he pushes something off of him or pull him out of the way really suddenly after running reaaaallly fast to get to him. right after it cuts to steve looking all suprised and impressed while billy keeps fighting. 

same applies to the part that goes “watched out here i COME” in the second song, except its steve saving billy. 

since two thousand and fucking 17 ive seen this song as billys image of steve. it always sounded like his thoughts about him. 

this is one of the first moments billy realises he might really REALLY like steve. hes not just horny he might actually love this moron. at around 2:07 when all the instrumental goes away and its mainly the drums, thats when it happens. 

hes picking steve up from somewhere. theyve been spending more time together as buddies. he apologised for being a dick, theyve had some more serious conversations. hes taking him to hang out with the kids, maybe he just needed a ride home from school or work. anyway, its golden hour. hes waiting to see him and hes weirdly nervous, more than he ever was waiting to pick up a date with one of the hawkins girls.

and then he sees steve walk out onto the street, or come around the corner.

his heart STOPS. steve just looks so beautiful. the light hitting his hair. he smiles at someone he knows as the walk by. billys just HIT with hoe much he loves this stupid moron and his stupid fucking smile.

steves looking around for the car and looks so. happy. when he sees billy, billy smiles back. its been a while since hes smiled that genuinely. 

billy really really part of gang now. this might be sometime after the final events of season 2 i think?? billys saved them all, had a lot of experiences, hes built up some trust with the group and it feels normal that hes there. hes part of the family, and thats what this songs about. 

it night time, theyre at steves house, all the kids, nancy, jonathen, etc. some are swimming, everyones dancing, things feel a little more okay. 

at around 1:54, (again im a sucker for stripping away most of the instrumental and relying on a few key sounds, including loud drums) billy looks around. he has for one of the first times in a while this sense of FAMILY and ACCEPTANCE and SAFETY.

theres all these shots of everyone having fun, like 2 or 3 cuts, then to steve. just standing there laughing, hairs all wet from the pool, towel around his shoulders. he looks over, catches billys eye, gives him a smile, it feels like he knows what hes thinking, and he feels the same way. 

same night, during the part build up that starts at around 2:53, everyones trying to get billy to dance, hes been smoking on one of the pool chairs, not antisocial just not dancing. not his thing. plus he doesnt want to look like an idiot infront of steve. anyway. 

one of the kids starts it, starts gesturing for him to get up, pointedly singing the lyrics, the rest join in unti theyre all singing and chanting for him to join, all while the song builds and builds. finally steve joins in. maintains eye contact. thats enough for billy. he just keeps his eyes on steve as he stands up. its more like theyre dancing together, less like the kids are there. right at the end of that bridge he just lets go. takes of his jacket and dances around with everyone. he doesnt look stupid either. he looks good. and steve notices 

this is a small one, i dont even have a story to it. all i know is that comparisons between the scene that accompanies this song in top gun and the basket ball scene in st2 have been made, and itd be a super fun, corny scene :)

starts at the very begining. this song has ALWAYS felt so magical and me. i get chills every god damn time i hear the intro. i want their first kiss to be to the intro. 

its after the last fight of season three. someone else was flayed, someone we dont love. obviously billy survives. in FACT, he was along for the ride with robin and steve, all the shenanigens with the russians, billy was tied up and drugged too. BOTH he and robin admit their sexualities. 

billy still sacrafices himself to save the kids from the monster, he says something cute like “see ya round pretty boy” or some corny shit like that before he goes to run and save el, theres a moment when steve knows what hes about to do, theyre staring at eachother and theeeerse the electricity steve knows so much about. theyre really about to kiss, staring at eachothers mouths, but the monster makes a noise and billy knows its now or never, so he runs off. 

steve tries to save him but gets nocked out. he goes unconcious thinking billys going to or is already dead. 

it cuts to the end scene when theyre all in the car park. steves got an icepack to his face, hes obviously been sobbing. 

but he heres a voice. 

(clearly overjoyed and kind of smug) “am i dreaming or is that you harrington”

he looks up. its billy. we get a nice long run-jump-hug. steves in billys arms before he can even finish his sentence:

(nearly crying but SO excited) “yeah its me dont cream your pa-”

NOW. OKAY SO. i love love love they idea of billy steve and robin going home with murray, or at least showing up at his place. maybe billy cant stand the thought of going home, hell maybe neil was the one that got flayed and died idk. anyway.

nancy and jonathen are like, we know a place if people dont want to go home, and they go murrays place. when they show up at the door murray KNOWS. hes like “ffs two more people who have repressed feelings for eachother what am i a therapist. but he lets them in and they have a similar conversation that murray had with nancy and jonathen/joyce and hopper. poking fun at how much they like eachother etc. 

billy and steve have a really intimate talk. not sexaul intimate, just really open. theyre both so tiered, steve thought billy was dead, billy had to say goodbye to steve, who he KNOWS hes in love with by now, thinking he was about to die. they both KNOW how the feel about eachother now, but they havent said it explicitly. just lots of “i really thought id lost you”, “your my best friend”, “i cant believe youd do that for me” etc etc. 

they decide to go to bed, billy walks steve to his room, the one nancy stayed in when she and jonathen got together, theyre standing at the door. just staring at eachother like they were during that fight sequence. the energies back. billy really thinks he might go for it, but decides he doesnt want to ruin things if steve doesnt really feel the same way. he doesnt even know if he likes guys yet. so he just says “night steve” (steve, get it, not harrington, cause theyre close now and he loves him and those defensive barriers are down ahhhh). 

just as he turns to leave, steve does this:

this exact thing. he grabs billys arm, leans down and kisses him. he thought he lost his chance once, he nearly died like a million times in the past 48 hours. he cant stop himself. 

RIGHT HERE is when the intro to jump kicks in. FUck that synth, the rumbling note that runs through the whole thing. time. stops. its perfect. billys wanted this for so long, so has steve but in the grand tradition of fanfiction he didnt know it until he nearly lost billy for good. 

their arms are all over eachother, just as the rest of the instruments come in, at like 0:15, they both smile into the kiss and shut the door behind them, and it cuts away :). 

theyre finally together!!! theyre in the happy, honeymoon stage of realtionship. god theyre just fucking every. chance. they. get. i think this is a new season. it’s a montage of them hooking up all over hawkins. 

in the back of the video store, robin covering for them. in the car, outside school, steves house. someone walks in and billy has to hang out of the window. he makes a noise and steves like “thats probably just a bird or something” and billy MAKES A BIRD NOISE TO THE BEST OF HIS ABILITY. 

when steve helps him back inside he just stares a him with that “youre a moron but your my moron now” face. “~mimics the sound billy made~ really?” and then billy just laughs and goes back to hooking up with him. 

theyre just HAPPY. theyre comfortble, theyre stupid idiots whod die for eachother and horny as fuck allllll the time, like young guys are. i just want a really lighthearted, NOT INNOCENT, but lighthearted tone to a whole montage of them just being happy and stupid together. 

aaaaand we’re bassically at the end of the storyline i have for them based on music. these three i just like the thought of. i want steve do dance super shamelessly in his bedroom in a towel, not in a sexy way dont get me wrong he looks DUmb, and billys at his door window just admiring this stupid idiot dancing around. i cant believe im in love with this man this graceless lanky man i had to choose this one. but ill be damned if i wouldnt give my fucken life for him

and finally trust me go listen to any scorpions song its bassicaly a harrington anthem. it all started with rock you like a hurricain for me, i saw steve look at him, i saw billy and listened to the lyrics and just thought theres no god damned way this man is straight whats the bet hes into steve and then BAM same season hes just so obviously flirting with him constantly i-

anyway okay so

this song, like many other scorpion songs is allll about billy and steve in my opion. go have fun. 

PlayerEntity made this gif not me all credit to them i just wanted to include it cause its my favorite edit of them ever. 

and thats all!!! if youre seeing this and you thought it was cool thanks i had fun. i really just wanted to get this shit out of my brain its been up there since i was a fuckn 14 year old, now im 18 lol. 

i love these men more than myself and sometimes i forget that theyre not acutally together in show cause i live so completely through fanfiction and the sequence of events you just read. 

fuck why am i signing out like you just watched a youtube video or something i should just post this okay by now xxxxx

[fics-of-my-mind]

Trust - Chapter IV.

'I mean...,' I bit my bottom lip, thinking about my next words. 'You definitely seem like someone who would lay a girl over your lap when something wasn't going your way.'

I could see him sharply inhale as an effect of my words. I was satisfied with the reaction.

'What else do you think I'd do to her?' he asked in a slightly rougher voice. He was keeping his cool, no expression on his face. I could feel my blush returning, but I didn't care anymore.

'Mark her skin.'

'Define.' It was more of an order than a request and I didn't even think about refusing to answer. I started feeling really hot between my legs and fidgeting wasn't helping anymore.

'Your palm prints would show on her ass. Love bites on her neck and collarbone. Maybe even your fingertips on her hips if you are rough enough,' I said slowly, weighing every word. As embarrassed as I felt minutes earlier, now excitement and desire took over my mind. Nick seemed entertained, only a smug smile playing on his lips.

'Would I also pleasure her?' he asked with a dark glance, still not moving his eyes and not shifting in his seat at all.

'Of course. She'd have no reason to be unsatisfied.'

Warnings: mature content, BDSM content Pairing: Nick Jonas / Other Female Character This fanfiction can also be found on Wattpad by fnntth

I don’t own Nick Jonas or any other recognizable characters. This fanfiction is completely fictional, its only purpose is entertainment.

Chapter IV. - Yeah tonight, I’m gonna fly

Nick’s texts are bold

Milla’s texts are italic

what are you doing?

It's Saturday

so Netflix? :D

Netflix

Ever since the first time he texted me, about two or three weeks ago, we've been constantly texting. It was nice, having someone to talk to all the time. Due to the 9 hour time difference between us, we weren't in sync at all. Most of the times I was already working while he was asleep and when he went to bed at night, I was already up, ready to start my day.

It was weird, a little bit hard to get used to, but still worth it. During the weeks I got to know little things about him, like in fact, he ate an omelet with feta cheese and spinach almost every day, that he liked to work out in the mornings rather than in the evenings, that he talked to his brothers every few days and he sometimes spent long hours without getting out of his home studio.

We talked about everything. Our likes, dislikes, families, jobs, dogs, our favorite Netflix movies or series, food, drinks, plus every random thing we'd find on the internet. The only thing that never made it into the conversation was Priyanka, which bothered me less than it should've. I've been home for weeks now, completely alone, only leaving the apartment for dog walks and for going to grocery shopping. The Face Time and Teams calls, as good as they were, never made up for the lack of human contact.

Talking to Nick took my mind of it almost completely. He's called me a couple of times, usually from his home studio – I guess that was where his wife would never bother him -, and we've spent hours talking about everything and nothing. On our third talk I've realized that I couldn't refer to him anymore as a complete stranger – I've shared things with him that I wasn't even comfortable sharing with my best friends.

I felt so free talking to him, letting go of my inhibitions and of the fear of the conversation turning awkward. I never really felt like this about anyone, and honestly the thought of Nick being the person who knew about my thoughts on the deepest level made me feel like I was in some ridiculous fanfiction. Things like this didn't happen in real life. They just didn't.

Maybe the knowledge that probably we weren't ever going to see each other again made me open up to him. Maybe the fact that he was married and there was no chance for my teenage girl fantasies to come true, made me act naturally around him. Whatever it was, it took my thoughts off of the quarantine and the current situation and I couldn't be more grateful.

I usually had this fear of being too much for the people around me. When I liked someone – as a friend -, I really loved them. I was the kind of person, who only had a few close friends, but would do anything for them. When I was thinking about those few people closest to me, there was nothing I wouldn't have done for them. I wanted to know about their lives, hang out with them and not being involved in something usually made me sad. And I was always afraid that this quality of mine would throw some people off, they'd thing I'm just too much, that I'm trying too hard.

So, I tried to keep it cool with Nick. Usually he was the one calling me and we'd only start up a conversation when he'd send the first text. After that we'd keep texting constantly, but since he was, well, Nick Jonas and he was the married one, I was careful. I didn't want to text him at the wrong time or call him when Priyanka was around. I mean, who would be happy if their husband kept texting some unknown girl...

how 'bout a call tonight?

haven't heard your voice for days

When he said things like this, my heart would usually start to race. Even though my brain was aware that there was a 0.0001 chance of anything ever happening between us, he was still one of the first few guys in my life that'd write something like this. I didn't mind it. It's been a while since I've had a crush on anyone, and who would be more perfect for this role than Nick? I've had a crush on him for the greater part of my life anyway.

Okay.

What time?

around 10ish?

My time or your time?

your night, my afternoon :)

Okay. :)

At the first time, I was so nervous when he has announced that he was going to call me. You see, I was someone who always found something to worry about. I was a mess. Then, into a few minutes of the conversation all of my concerns were gone. He's just had that effect on me, his voice was like a sedative for my nerves.

When I shared this with him, he's gotten used to calling me unannounced, not leaving lime for me to worry. It was better, and I've started truly appreciating it just now when my mind was all around the place again. He's left me about three hours to worry about nothing.

I tried calming my nerves with some series binge-watching, and the turning to my all-time favorite relaxing activity, my face care routine. I've cleaned, scrubbed, moisturized my face and the I threw up a face mask. It wasn't very effective, didn't make me any calmer but at least my skin looked flawless.

By 10 PM I was sitting on my couch, wearing some black yoga pants and a black top with only some sports bra. My hair was still slightly wet from my shower and I was wrapping myself up in my Harry Potter blanket when Nick called. On FaceTime.

Now, I was worried about all of the things that could go wrong during our call, like Priyanka walking on, or me saying something I shouldn't have said. Never has it ever cross my mind that Nick would just casually FaceTime me.

On normal days, I was wearing makeup. I was working for a beauty company, on a makeup brand, so any time my face was natural, I felt like something was missing, therefore I wasn't as confident as otherwise. Now there was nothing on my skin, except for some lip balm and I felt like panicking.

Not that the fact that Nick was FaceTiming me wasn't enough reason for panicking. I haven't seen his face for more than a month now – well, except on YouTube videos and on Instagram – and as much as I was looking forward to it, I was also anxious.

just answer it!

don't overthink it please

I looked at his text, and kind of hated the fact that he got to know me so well in mere weeks that he knew what was going on in my head. I so wanted to decline and call him back in a regular call, but somehow I could feel the authority in his text and decided that it wouldn't lead anywhere, he'd just call me back on FaceTime. After a deep breath hit the 'accept' button on my MacBook.

'You didn't mention anything about FaceTime,' I said with displeasure as soon as his handsome face showed up on my screen. God, I've missed seeing it.

'Thought I'd surprise you,' he shrugged, but there was a smug smile on his face. 'Hello Beautiful.'

'I don't like surprises,' I rolled my eyes. I didn't feel beautiful, not without makeup and in my home clothes, but Nick didn't seem to mind my outfit as he examined my face.

'Sush, you love them. Especially if the surprise includes me,' he said, all cheeky.

'Nick...'

'I just thought,' he started a bit more seriously. 'That we haven't been face to face since we've met. And it was time.' His face was honest, like he really wanted to see me. I bit my lips, thinking of a proper answer. 'I just love seeing your reactions,' he added, which made me roll my eyes again and earn another chuckle from him.

'Aren't you afraid that your wife will walk in and see you FaceTime another woman?' I asked the question, making his face lose the smile and the ease. I didn't want to ruin his mood, I was just worried. It wouldn't lead to anything good if Priyanka walked in the room and realized that Nick was talking to someone.

He pressed his lips together in a thin line and frowned. For a few seconds he didn't say anything, which made the anxiety in me rise.

'No,' he said slowly, wetting his lips with his tongue, which made me feel funny in my stomach. My reactions to him were ridiculous. 'Pri isn't home, she went to see a friend.'

'And what if she comes home?'

'I don't want to talk about her, Milla' he replied, putting the emphasis on my name. I didn't want to let it go, I knew that I couldn't let the worry go away completely if he wasn't a 100% sure that he was alone. He wasn't even in his music studio like when we usually talked, but somewhere which seemed like a living room. I opened my mouth, but he shot me up before I could say anything else. 'Milla.' My name sounded like a warning from his mouth and I couldn't help but nod.

Nobody has ever had an effect like this on me. I couldn't quite place it. Usually I was independent and stubborn, and wouldn't drop something that I wanted to talk about like this. But when Nick said, no, commanded that I let it go, I – almost – instantly obliged. It was honestly scary and it wasn't just about me being afraid that he will get tired of me. It was something else.

'Okay,' I agreed to his request, for whatever reason trusting that he knew when his wife would be home and trying to let go of the fear of her walking in. It wasn't a good feeling, I felt like a dirty little secret, even when we weren't doing more than talking.

'Good,' he nodded, satisfied with my answer. 'So I have a new neighbor.'

'Really?' I rolled my eyes. 'Of course, in Hollywood what would be a better program during quarantine than real-estate buying?' I said with much irony.

Sometimes Nick told me stories about the rich and famous acquaintances he had, and most of the times he'd laugh with me about the craziness. As rich as he himself was, he could still laugh at the crazy rich, like the Kardashians. It was surreal, hearing real life stories about people that I've only known before from Instagram and the celebrity news websites.

'You can laugh all you want, but people have time now to actually see some offers for real, and not just buy something that their agent recommends' he said.

'You're also buying a new house, aren't you?' I asked, suspicious about his answer. He ran his hand through the hair on the back of his head.

'I've been looking at some listings. Real-estate is always a great investment,' he shrugged. 'By the way, it's Encino, not Hollywood,' he corrected.

'Well, it's still LA, isn't it?'

'Yeah,' Nick nodded. 'So aren't you curious about my new neighbor?'

'Should I?' I asked, amused about his irritation for my lack of curiosity. Of course, I was curious, especially if he thought it'd be interesting. 'Who is it?'

'It's the guy who played in Fifty Shades of Grey,' he announced.

'Mr. Grey? Oh my God,' I grinned. I loved him probably much more than I loved the movie, since it was awful. When I first read the books, they weren't too bad though.

'Well, he usually goes by Jamie, but sure,' he chuckled.

'And will he move in, or is it just an investment?'

'I ran into him yesterday, he said he'll keep it as a holiday home.'

'I wonder if there is an RROP in it,' I said, only realizing what had just slipped my mouth when it was already out. I instantly covered my mouth, trying to take it back, even though it was only meant as a joke. Nick looked at me with a confused expression on his face.

'RROP?' he asked, and the tingling in my stomach has gotten worse instantly. Hearing him say the letters made me want to crawl out of my skin. I instantly regretted that Fifty Shades used to be a thing that I've fangirled about. 'What is that short for?'

'Nothing,' I replied quickly. I could feel the heat crawling up to my face.

'It's clearly not nothing. You're blushing,' he stated, and I had to run my palm through my face in embarrassment. Truth is, he was pretty good at making me blush, though he's never seen it through the phone. Now he could see everything on my face. 'C'mon, Milla.'

'Will you just drop it, please?' I asked in a small voice. I really felt embarrassed and he really enjoyed it, as the smirk on his face revealed.

'Nope,' he said, popping the 'P'. I groaned in frustration and covered my face in my palms.

'RROP stands for Red Room of Pain.'

After I said the words, it was quiet for way too long. I didn't dare to look up into the camera, and even if I was dying to see his expression and try to get a read on his face, I was way too embarrassed. This wasn't something you'd just bring up in a conversation like this, and even if we could've just let this topic go, I had a feeling that Nick had something else on his mind.

It both scared and excited me.

We've already touched on this topic, when back in Barcelona I called him dominant. He neither refused nor confirm it back then, but ever since we've been talking, he had some tells. I was quite sure now that he was, in fact dominating, just as I was sure that he knew what a Red Room of Pain was and I didn't have to go into details. Hell, maybe he's already been in one. Maybe he had his own in that mansion he was living in.

'Now why couldn't you tell me that?' he asked eventually, making me let my arms drop and looking back at the screen. He looked at me with an expressionless face, but I could sense the intrigue radiating off him, even through the screen.

'Well,' I started, licking my bottom lip. 'Because it's embarrassing.'

'Thinking about things that interest you?' he asked in his deep voice. 'I mean, from that heated reaction it's quite obvious that you're interested,' he added.

Honestly, I was interested in this. I think Fifty Shades was the thing that made me dive deeper into the BDSM world, to read about it, learn about it. It excited me, and even though I've never tried anything, it was a constantly part of my daydreams. Well, my daydreams in connection with sex.

'No, not thinking about them,' I shook my head. It was easy to open up to Nick about a lot of things, but this was different. This was something that I've only had a real conversation about in my mind. 'Talking about them is different though.'

'I want you to feel free to talk about anything with me. I thought we are over this,' he said frowning. He wasn't happy with my answer, I could tell. There was something in his eyes that I couldn't identify.

'We are, but this... It's not something I feel comfortable talking about with anyone,' I sighed, quite frustrated with this topic. I never expected the conversation to turn like this, but I could only blame myself. Well, and Nick for not letting it go.

'What? Sex?' he asked, raising his eyebrows, and as he said the word 'sex', I shifted in my position, feeling uncomfortable.

'Yes. It's just not something I go around talking about with everyone,' I shrugged. Nick looked at me for a long minute, with a gaze so deep as if he could see into my soul. I fidgeted again.

'No,' he shook his head. 'You don't talk about this with anyone. You've never talked about sex with anyone,' he said slowly, still shaking his head. I hated when he analyzed me.

'Nick.'

'I know you never had a long-term boyfriend, but not even with your sexual partners? Friends? No one?' he asked, and suddenly I was feeling like he was judging me. I didn't like this.

'I'm not a prude, Nick,' I said. I really wasn't. I mean, I don't really think any prude would be interested in BDSM.

'I know that,' he nodded, raising his hand apologetically. 'I didn't mean to be insensitive.'

I sighed. I know he didn't mean it, but this whole conversation was making me uncomfortable, yet excited. This was probably the first thing I felt weird talking about with him, but then again, it would've been uncomfortable with anyone else. Probably even more so...

'Of course I talked about sex with my friends,' I said eventually, giving in. His face was way too remorseful, and I didn't want him to feel sorry about bringing up a topic which was natural. Especially since I am the one that accidentally brought it up. 'But not about my deepest interests. We aren't that kind of friends that just share these things.'

'Do you think we can be the kind of friends that do share these things?' he asked with genuine interest on his face.

'Why do you want to talk about this so much?' I asked, wanting to understand his motives. It's one thing that I've had no one to talk about it with, but him... He was married for God's sake.

'Because I'm interested in whatever is going on in your head.'

'Why?'

'You fascinate me,' he shrugged. I looked at him with my mouth open. Fascinate. I don't think that was a word that anyone has ever said about me. Especially not to my face. 'Your reactions are really something else.'

I hummed, trying to process his honesty. I had no idea what we were doing, where this was heading to. But seeing the look on his face, I didn't want to shot him down, I didn't want to disappoint him.

'Okay, it interests me,' I admitted, jumping back to the original topic.

'Sex, or...?' he asked hesitantly, clearly not wanting to push me.

'BDSM.'

'See, that wasn't so hard, was it?' he chuckled smugly.

'But I think, it also interests you,' I added. I just hoped that I was in fact right and wasn't heading towards another great embarrassment.

'What makes you think that?' he asked, raising his eyebrows, but there was a smirk on his lips.

'I already told you Nick, you're a dominant little fuck. It shows,' I shrugged, with a smile in the corner of my mouth.

'Am I really?' He was smug, never moving his gaze from mine. It was a dangerous game, guessing. Somehow I felt like I was right. I also felt like he wasn't just going to admit it, but suddenly, talking about this with him, I had to know. So I had to find another way.

'I mean...,' I bit my bottom lip, thinking about my next words. 'You definitely seem like someone who would lay a girl over your lap when something wasn't going your way.'

I could see him sharply inhale as an effect of my words. I was satisfied with the reaction.

'What else do you think I'd do to her?' he asked in a slightly rougher voice. He was keeping his cool, no expression on his face. I could feel my blush returning, but I didn't care anymore.

'Mark her skin.'

'Define.' It was more of an order than a request and I didn't even think about refusing to answer. I started feeling really hot between my legs and fidgeting wasn't helping anymore.

'Your palm prints would show on her ass. Love bites on her neck and collarbone. Maybe even your fingertips on her hips if you are rough enough,' I said slowly, weighing every word. As embarrassed as I felt minutes earlier, now excitement and desire took over my mind. Nick seemed entertained, only a smug smile playing on his lips.

'Would I also pleasure her?' he asked with a dark glance, still not moving his eyes and not shifting in his seat at all.

'Of course. She'd have no reason to be unsatisfied.'

'Elaborate.' Came the next command. I rolled my eyes. 'Don't roll your eyes at me!' His voice was still calm but it had a hidden edge that made me quail.

'Sorry,' I said, wetting my lips. His glance moved to my lips, then back to my eyes. 'I think you'd make her wait, torture her, refusing to kiss her where she wants you the most.'

'Where is that?' he asked, and I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes at him again. Of course, he was going to make me say it out loud.

'On her clit.'

'Would I only use my tongue?'

'At first,' I nodded, feeling very hot in my clothes. I'm sure that my panties were already soaked with my wetness. 'Then you'd add a finger. Then one more. Probably a third one.'

'Would I also pay attention to her breasts?'

'I guess,' I shrugged. Honestly, I have no idea. Boobs have never really been a big turn on for me, but I guess for some people they are. 'And she would also pleasure you.'

'How so?'

'She quite likes to give blowjobs. She would lick you, then try to swallow you.'

'Do you think she can fit me into her mouth?' he asked smugly.

'No way,' I chuckled. 'We've all seen that photoshoot, Nicholas.'

'Would she want me to help?' Came the next question. I needed friction, I needed to move my hand closer to my heat, but I couldn't risk him noticing. We were just talking after all, it would've been super weird.

'Would she want you to fuck her mouth?' I asked with a dry mouth. We were talking about 'her', but we both knew we were talking about me. He nodded, swallowing. 'Yes.'

'How do you think I'd take her?' he asked, his voice now even deeper and slightly hoarse. It made me feel even hotter.

'Up against the wall,' I bit my lip hard as I closed my eyes and imagined the scene before me. This, I was good at, daydreaming, imagining scenes that haven't happened. 'Then however you can access her the best.'

'Would I be rough?' I swallowed at his question.

'Yes. She'd want you not to hold back.'

'Then she doesn't know what she's up against,' he said in his deep voice. 'Eyes on me, Milla.' I opened my eyes, only to see him leaning closer to the monitor. I couldn't see him past his chest region, but there was no way he didn't have a reaction. 'Do you think I'd let her be on top?'

'Perhaps,' I said, biting my lip. 'So she could sink down on you and you can completely fill her up.' I knew my face was red like a tomato, but I didn't care. 'But you'd still have all the control.'

'How would I make her come?' he asked, now breathing a little bit heavier.

'You'd make her come multiple times. With you inside of her, so you could feel her walls pulsating.' Thank God for all of those smutty fanfictions I've read, which provided me with the vocabulary, so I could perfectly express my thoughts to him. 'You'd pull her hair and play with her clit, you'd bite on her shoulder, slap her ass creating friction.'

'Would she be able to come with me?'

'If you get her on edge again, sure.' I resisted the urge to close my eyes again, rather I concentrated on the man on my screen. 'So am I right?' I asked.

'About what?'

'About you being dominant.' He licked his lips before answering, and I really really wanted to touch myself at that.

'I do like control,' he nodded. I was right, wow. I grinned at him and he ran his hand through his stubble. 'How wet are you right now?'

'Nick!' I gasped. This was something I didn't expect. We have been talking about an imaginative 'she' up until now after all.

'How wet?' he repeated, not seeming amused about my modesty anymore. He expected an answer and I've never felt this embarrassed in my life. 'Milla,' he said my name impatiently.

'Wet,' I said, dropping my glance to my lap. I couldn't help it, I just wasn't this confident person who felt comfortable talking about this face to face.

'Are your panties dripping?' he asked, and I looked up at him with shock on my face. 'I want you to check.' Our gazes connected and as much as I wanted to deny his order, something in me didn't let me. I dipped between my legs.

'I can feel my wetness through my yoga pants,' I said quietly, almost whispering.

'Good,' he replied smugly. 'I want you to think about the scene we've just played through when you touch yourself tonight,' he said.

Before I could reply anything in my shock, he disconnected the call.

[cruddyborderlandstheories]

Debuff Zane Build

i am tired of not seeing this build in all the zane build videos i watch so im sharing it here because its stupid fun bc u run fast and kill faster. it’s not meta, but its fun as fuck and u have a lot of damage and survivability with it. I’ve completed M4 Slaughter Shaft with it- haven’t tried on M10 yet but i have faith. p.s its 4 am pls have mercy if there’s spelling mistakes.

what ur gonna need is a band of sitorak, zheitseiv’s eruption, a seein’ dead, and the piss grenade. everything else is fair game, whatever u want. try to get it to have the sntl cryo anoint bc good. but u must have the 4 main items for this to work perfectly (it also somewhat works with a low level Frozen Heart bc best shield in the game but you will die a lot more)

also i need a fucking name for this build help

oh god oh fuck i forgot i was playing through the handsome jackpot dlc again

oki im ready to party

this is my current loadout

sometimes i switch the reg Q-System for a kaoson or a nighthawkin if i need ammo (OP QSystem is... OP but not as fun as a tracking grenade QSystem so i don’t care for it) and maybe the brainstormer for a reflux if many shielded enemies (i prefer the brainstormer over the reflux atm. so try for a brainstormer!!)

3rd slot, that’s a monarch which used to be a dictator b4 it got a straight upgrade. I actually don’t use the bipod unless im in a boss fight and don’t need to move fast. usually violent momentum and violent violence cover the dps loss

ur first 3 gun slots honestly don’t matter much. I have my reasons for using them, but you can use whatever u want i think, so long as its a strong weapon (bc unfortunately a lot of weapons are not scaled for m10). u dont HAVE to use the monarch or the Q system or the brainstormer. I recommend them, cuz theyre fun, but u don’t gotta if u wanna swap em out for a a kaoson or a yellowcake or a sandhawk or smth

the last gun is my zheitsev’s eruption. This bad boy, when u reload, shoots out homing balls of debuffery. So every enemy that gets hit with these gets a debuff. I have tried this with the needler but I prefer Zheitsev’s bc it can hit more enemies and once and takes less time. this gun only goes to Blane (ur clone). 

for the skill trees we have no points in under cover even tho brainfreeze is the best skill in the gaaaaame

explanations: 

really the hitman tree is p self explanatory, u wanna go fast as fuck boiii. My band of sitorak does not have the +15 movespeed while zoomer is active anoint (it has the break shield amp anoint, which is p okay. want movespeed, but a nice human from the reddit gave me this sitorak so i didn’t have to farm). u want drone delivery bc Blane will NOT be throwing grenades. If you try to make him throw grenades with the seein’ dead he will ONLY throw grenades and never fire his gun, meaning he’ll never reload. it’s a nightmare. anyway. u want the piss grenade (ideally with the +25% damage on thrown anoint). im not looking forward to regrinding this when they finally mayhem buff grenades.

we put one point into playing dirty because we want those extra shots and honestly with the amount of times seein’ dead can proc ur kill skills you’ll have it more often than not

we also have points in good misfortune for that sweet sweet uptime (which btw can be infinite using the brainstormer/reflux bc it is essentially a redistributor without the need for ur barrier) the monarch/dictator also does it justice

for Blane u DON’T WANT praemuntis. we want blane reloading as often as gotdamn possible. now unfortunately my seein’ dead gave me a +weapon mag size roll (im actually not sure if this affects blane, but im assuming it does) but it does have the amazing +5 donnybrook so I’m taking it anyway. I am so not looking forward to regrinding a good class mod when they finally release action skill buffs for them. i cri. i actually hear 3 points in donnybrook and 2 in violent violence is p good (or 1 in violent violence 1 in playin dirty) so maybe grinding won’t be so bad. maybe i’ll finally get a +weapon damage roll

u can grab 1 point in ducttape mod and put 4 points into borrowed time if you want. it doesn’t really matter. i current have 5 in borrowed time and 3 in pocket full of grenades (for some reason??? usually i only put 2 in.). U can do that and use those extra points for either ducttape mod or more points in playing dirty. 

u NEED quick breather. This skill has a STUPID interaction with the band of sitorak shield because of how quickly it recharges. I’m talking, the instant you swap with Blane, you have full shields and so does he. It’s dumb, I love it. Use it to get out of trouble.

so im probably gonna need to explain why i have 3 points in trick of the light: im a cryo slut. That’s it. put those wherever you want, just make sure you can get Double Barrel. i’ve seen builds where people actually go for brainfreeze, i might try that next time i respec.

Double barrel will make it so blane can use the zheitsev’s eruption and debuff your enemies for you. it’s worth it.

so the augments u want are these:

SCHADENFREUDE. because band of sitorak has such a tiny capacity, ur shield is constantly up. If its not, it’s constantly breaking from full capacity. this does have a fun effect with the amp shield break anoint, but mainly i like it for the 25% damage buff whenever it breaks. its a tradeoff for damage, ur constantly swapping between max shields and more damage, so its actually p constant survivability and damage over the long run.

i grab doppelbanger bc blane sometimes gets stuck in the floor and/or i don’t feel like running all the way back. i wouldn’t recommend getting which one’s real or digital distribution only bc u want him alive as much as possible. u can also get binary system instead of doppelbanger, its up to you

for Zoomer u want bad dose for the movement speed and (sometimes) static field (only if the enemies have shields). this is so if blane goes down or he isn’t taking damage, zoomer can refill ur shields. if the enemies won’t have shields usually i grab winter’s drone or boomsday depending on how i feel.

im actually gonna try to see if i can’t grab brain freeze. hang on. i know trick of the light is frowned upon for most people so lemme just respec. (im sorry i just love the vibes it gives me it’s like HAHA you thought that was me? no!!! boop. and then they’re ice sculptures and man i love h2o i wish emma had frozen more people the only people she really freezes are Greg and Miriam and honestly she doesn’t even kill Greg smh. (Greg is dr denman’s assistant. greg is highkey god.) I do like what she did to Mirami, the fucking implications that YES these teenage girls ARE powerful enough to instakill people, they just don’t out of the kindness of their hearts. Rikki was badass that episode too. actually i love the episode where rikki almost boils a dude alive for making a fool of her with ILLEGAL F I S H and burns people using steam from a pipe. rikki is my favorite mermaid- she knew what was u p. I wish mako mermaids was as badass as h2o was. and the cartoon. god imagine the cartoon violence. sigh. let them use their op superpowers to be SUPERHEROES. like in h2o au i have baron flynt puppeteer people to their deaths from Thor bc he has cleo’s powers like why couldn’t she do that to someone. Like dr denman “lmao bye bitch” or even charlotte (who imho wasn’t bad until cleo started being rude to her. cleo was 100% at fault that season). it wouldn’t have killed her!!! ... instantly. probably. ive never seen avatar in full but i did watch the blood bending episode as a child and as i understand it that’s frowned upon but hey. CAN BELLA TURN PEOPLE INTO JELLY?? harry potter 🅱oneless arms... my god.)

anyway, respeccing. 

there goes all my money. rip.

so i think im gonna have to live with the slower reload speed (sob) but yes u can in fact get brain freeze with this build. lemme show...

so ye in the event u just can’t live without freezing people (i know the feeling) feel free to do this. imma play with this for a bit and see if i can live with slower reload. I actually depend on the 100% cryo with zoomer active for all my cryo damage. i also use an ice breaker so they freeze fairly easy (but only on mobs. on bosses u want the snowdrift or something else)

this build isn’t really meta and u might have trouble doing a solo run of true takedown on m10... bc its true takedown on m10, but honestly it’s fun as F U C K. you CAN do it, but it’s not no thoughts head empty like barrier-redistrubutor/yellowcake zane can be so u gotta be on TOP of ur SHIT. i love it. running around killing stuff. it’s fun. i also love teleporting. it’s my FAVORITE THING. I STILL GET GIDDY OVER IT BECAUSE IT’S SO FUN. ask my friends, they will tell you, sometimes i’ll just start gushing over how much fun it is to teleport even though i’ve played zane since release. just. GFDGHKJGDFK so much fun. i just... b o o p. god i love this game. i took a break to play assassin’s creed odyssey (fun sneaky beaky game, pretty awful dialogue) so DAMN i missed this. 

here’s a link to a video I took on athenas (my favorite area to run. it’s this game’s bloodshot stronghold!) this is the playlist i listen to while playing Zane. i keep swapping songs during play bc sometimes they don’t fit my vibe or i get tired of them lol (spotify control is hooked to my 4th and 5th mouse buttons so i don’t have to stop playing) i forgot where my shock sandhawk was in my inventory, is what i use to demolish traunt. i was so scared i threw it in my bank earlier on sanc-iii lol (also yes i still slap blane’s ass. it’s to encourage him to kill)

and here’s a link to the save + everything I had on me at the moment (including the stuff i picked up in the vid in case u want it lol) cuz im lazy and don’t feel like clearing out my inventory. some of these are only m4-9. which ones? it is a mystery. you’ll know when the new update releases ;) (no but actually im so hype for mayhem level on the item cards. finally. FINALLY!!!)

why is this video taking so long to upload. hynnnggggg

oh god is that the sun

[prettyyoungtragedy]

Written in the Stars (13)

Characters: Bodyguard!Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: You’re the type of woman who is headstrong and fiercely independent. Heiress to a fortune and one of the most brilliant minds of the 21st century. Until you’re forced into witness protection. Your “Protection” turns out to be 220 pounds of dreamy, sassy, delightful Bucky Barnes. Whatever could go wrong?

Warnings: Angst, violence, minor character death, lots of gore and evisceration. 

A/N: This chapter is dark, like super dark so I apologize in advance for it! I am nt sure about what kind of trigger warnings to put here but if you don’t like death, maybe gloss over this one or just come ask me in my inbox what happened. I hope ya’ll don’t hate me too much for that ending but I promise I will fix it all soooon! Just be patient with me hahaha! I love you all for reading this and we are almost at the end!

This was generously Beta’d by my beta @suz-123 , without whom this fic wouldn’t get done!

Links are being a bitch so you can find the whole fic in my WIP masterlist in my bio!

Taglist is closed, Sorry guys!

The first thing you feel when your consciousness awakes is the tight feeling of your wrists bound behind you, and the ache in your shoulders from how far back they are bound. Gasping for air, you forced your eyes open slowly, feeling the dull throb coming from behind your eyes, there is dried blood cracking on the side of your face as you winced.

Your consciousness slowly allowing your mind to awaken and your heart rate immediately spiking as you remembered what had happened. 

Your eyes register the space you are in, a dimly lit room, there’s a metal table nearby, on it is an array of tools, and you immediately knew what they were for. Your vision blurs for a moment and you breathed slowly, your head dropping forward as lethargy surged through you, clearly, you had been drugged.

The metallic taste in your mouth led you to believe it was some kind of Rohypnol. You shake your head trying to rid yourself of the feeling, and jostle the cuffs that held your body to the chair your wrist protesting in pain as the broken knuckles ached. You’re still wearing the dress from earlier, you don’t know how much earlier, but it’s slightly ruined now. There are rips and tears in the silk, and there are streaks of mud and grime on it from the struggle you had put up earlier when Arcas was dragging you into that blacked out car. 

“What the fuck,” You muttered but you already knew who was behind this. That fucking prick traitor Arcas, anger surged through you at the thought of him. All these months that asshole was biding his time, plotting against you all while protecting you. 

What a cunt, you thought. 

The sound of metal clanking behind you startled you, and you tried to twist around in the direction of it but your wrists and shoulders protested in pain. You hear footsteps approach you and stop directly behind you.

“Arcas?” You whispered,

You feel them lean down and place their lips close to your ear, feel their hot breath against your neck, and you shudder with disgust.

“Guess again?” A male voice, distinctive, so familiar.

Then the figure stepped out from behind you, and into the light. Your breath hitching in your throat at the sight of the man before you,  You immediately recognize him, Baron Strucker.

“Strucker,” You spat,

“Good to see you again, doctor.” Baron Strucker smirked at you and you shivered. 

This was a man who had done more harm to humanity that one could even speak about. He was the one scientist after Zola that had done irreparable damage to so many lives while he worked for Hydra. He was cold, a sociopath with very little care for human life. 

You knew this because you’d seen the files of his work and shuddered to think of all the undocumented experiments he had performed on the numerous others who suffered at his hands. 

“Hydra’s number one experimental asshole.”

“I thought that was you,” He smirked at you,

You frowned at his response, “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Don’t act like you don’t remember all the magic you cooked up in that lab of yours,” He sneered, “You might play the damsel in distress to those circus freaks and they believe it, but we knew who you really are,”

“I have no fucking idea what you’re on about, buddy,” You jeered at him, you knew it was probably a bad idea to antagonize him, considering your current situation but, what the hell, you were probably going to die anyway, might as well be on your own terms.

“I’d be a little less of bitch right now,” He sneered, “You don’t hold all the cards here, I do.”

“Is that supposed to scare me?” Oh god what is wrong with you, just shut up!

“No, but there are ways I could scare you, ways unique to a woman,” 

“You do know if you touch me, he’s going to kill you all right?” 

“Let him try, he wouldn’t be the first asset we put down like the dogs they are.” 

Your heart lurches, they were going to try and kill Bucky. But no, he would be fine. You knew Bucky would be fine, he could take care of himself and he was going to come and get you and kill all these assholes. But did he know you were missing yet? 

“You’re a fucking asshole, you know that.” You spat, 

Strucker laughed and shook his head, “Call me all the names you want, none of it is going to matter in the end.” 

“Okay then you are a cock sucking,shit eating, dirt bag.” You grinned at Strucker jeeringly, anger flashed across his face and he slammed the back of his hand across your face. 

You gasped in pain as your face is whipped to the side, pain lancing across your cheekbone and jaw, your lip splits and you can taste the blood. 

You laughed, “You hit like a fucking girl,” 

Why couldn’t you just shut the fuck up!

Again Strucker strikes you, and this time the pain is worse but you aren’t going to give him the satisfaction of knowing he’s hurting you so you laughed softly again. 

“I hit harder than that,” 

“Shut up you bitch!” Strucker grabbed you by the neck and lifted your face up toward his. The anger in his eyes is evident as he glared at you. 

“You know, you always were an insufferable bitch.” He seethed, “You’re lucky you were useful to us,” 

You frowned at him, what the hell did that mean. 

“After all you created the serum which gave us our new assets.” The confident smugness with which he said this made your heart stop. 

“What the fuck do you mean?” You said sounding a lot more afraid than you had intended to. 

“Let me show you,”

Strucker moved a few feet in front of you and flipped a switch, a screen suddenly illuminating the dark room and you squinted at the bright light. There was a pause before Strucker pressed a button and a video began to play.

The screen displayed a boy, he couldn’t have been older than eighteen, strapped to a metal table. There was an IV hooked up to him, and he was writhing in agony while the green liquid in the IV slowly drained into his body.

The smile on Strucker’s face made your blood run cold, your heart began to thump in your chest harder and harder with each passing second of the video, you watched the boy choke and his body shudder while he tried to scream until he stilled unmoving with cold, wide eyes, the color drained from his face.

“Test subject 18, male, unresponsive to the serum. Failure due to subject death.” The voice on the screen announced with such disinterest you felt sick to your stomach bile rising in your throat.

“What the hell,” You whispered in horror,

The video changed again and again to different subjects before you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Please stop, please.” You begged, “Why are you showing me this?”

“Because you created the serum that gave us new soldiers, see these were our failures, but then we realized if we kept letting you work, you would figure out a way to create what we wanted. For all your brilliance you never realized, your work wasn’t a cure to anything but some sort of replica serum that was used on Captain America all those years ago. You just modified it to benefit some aspects only,”

“No, no no. That serum was for trauma patients, to cure cancer. We weren’t even testing it, you can't...you couldn’t...it...was not mine. I would have known.” You tried to form a coherent sentence but words were failing you at that moment,

Your mind was racing, they couldn’t have replicated the super soldier serum, even though at some point you used some of Dr. Erskine's formula, it was just a small part of what you were doing.

“Why would I lie about something like this?” Strucker said, smugly grinning at you.

“They will stop you, none of you will get away with this.” You said through gritted teeth, tears pricking in the corner of your eyes. All that work, years of research and development and it had all gone into helping Hydra create more monsters.

“I wonder what your soldier will say now that he knows the woman he’s falling so deeply in love with was creating the same thing that was used to make him a compliant killer,” Strucker stalked closer towards you coming to a stop before you, “You see, Josef has been good to us, he placed those files for the soldier to find. We thought they'd show you, especially our Winter Soldier, but it seems his feelings for you have clouded his judgment. He’s seen the footage. Do you think he will come for you after seeing what your work has done?”  

Who the fuck was Josef? You thought. then slowly it dawned on you...Arcas was part of the Winter Soldier program and your blood ran cold. 

“What...Bucky knew?”

Did Bucky know? Is that why he had taken himself off your detail and stopped coming around? There were a million thoughts going through your head at that moment but you don’t respond, instead, your anger gets the best of you and you spat in Strucker’s face, before violently trying to shove yourself off the chair in an attempt to get at him. It was a futile attempt, but your anger wasn’t letting you think properly at that moment.

Strucker laughed and wiped his hand across his face, “Your hubris always was going to be your downfall, too bad you won’t be around to see the wonders your work will do for Hydra,”

You opened your mouth to respond but he never gives you a chance to, instead he hits you across the head with his fist and everything blacks out again.

~~~

You slip in and out of consciousness, you vaguely feel a presence in the room as they insert a needle into your arm. Your vision swims and you feel cold, so cold for some reason.

You try to speak but your words are escaping you, there’s something fighting in your mind a sort of consciousness that screams at what is being done to you but you’re too lethargic to fight it, so your mind screams again and again.

Cold metal against your bare skin and you feel like ice is injected into your veins and this time s a scream is torn from your throat, one that is so terrifying it scares that voice inside your head silent.

~~~

Bucky stands in the middle of the crowded room, there is a flurry of commotion around him, but he hears nothing. It’s as if his world has come to a standstill and everyone around him is a blur. His heart beats slow and hard, he can hear the blood rushing through his veins and feel the slow steady beat of it against his rib cage.

His mind is slipping, he is teetering dangerously on that cliff between him and the Soldier. The slow burn anger that is coursing through his veins at that moment scares a small part of him, but he doesn’t stop it. He doesn’t take a beat, he needs this to fuel him.

Bucky is angry, at Steve, at Tony, at Arcas, at Hydra but most of all Bucky is angry at himself. He is angry that he never saw this, he is angry that he approved Arcas as your protection, he is angry that he’d been so blind in protecting you that he missed the most obvious of detaila. It was like they wanted him to slip up so badly it haunted him.

He berated himself from the moment you went missing when he found your watch smashed in the apartment, the broken glass everywhere, and when he walked out of your apartment with that feeling in his chest like he’d failed you.

“It’s going to be fine, Bucky,” Steve repeated again and again, but Bucky didn’t believe him, not for one second.

“This is my fault,” Bucky responded again and again and, no matter how many times everyone tried to assure him it wasn’t, he never listened.

Bucky took a deep breath and shook his head, he needed to clear his mind, needed to get out of his head for a moment. He looked around the room and feels suffocated by the flurry of people around him. Two quick strides and he wrenches open the door to the communications room and stepped out into the quieter hallway.

He immediately sprinted down the hallway to a quiet space and leaned against the wall, sucking in a deep breath as his heart began to beat erratically. Bucky closed his eyes and keeled over, he tried not to feel sick but he can’t help the bile that rises in his throat.

Panicked, Bucky can feel the fear rising inside him. He hadn’t had a panic attack in years and he’d forgotten how it felt. It reminded him of drowning and no matter how much he struggled he couldn’t breathe or save himself.

Bucky slammed his metal arm against his chest in an attempt to get his lungs to open, but they remained locked. His mind is spinning out of control, and he’s careening off that edge, so hard.

Control, control, control. That is all it’s screaming at him, of which he had none in this situation.

Shit.shit.shit. He tries to breathe again, and he hits the wall with his fist. Once, twice, thrice, each time his fist lands against the concrete it spiders and cracks further, almost rocking the entire floor.

Until the concrete visibly gives way and his metal fist flies through the wall sending chunks of concrete flying across the way, Bucky screams in frustration and whirled around feeling helpless.

Behind him, Steve, Sam, and Tony all stand there looking at him wide-eyed. Concern is plastered across Steve’s face, and Sam’s too. Tony had an understanding expression on his face, which surprises Bucky.

“Buck-” Steve started to say,

“Unless you’re here to tell me you have something, I don’t fucking care what you have to say,” Bucky snarled,

“We do,” Sam said quickly grabbing the tablet from Steve’s hands and approaching Bucky. He immediately grabbed the tablet from Sam and looked at it.

“What am I looking at?” Bucky asked frowning down at the fuzzy picture before him,

“That is the car she was taken in, it was registered to Jasper Sitwell and since we know he’s not alive, I am assuming it was Arcas whose driving it.” Sam said,

“We tracked the car via satellite to a location in Jersey, we have a STRIKE team ready to go,” Steve said,

“So what the fuck are we standing around for?” Was all Bucky said.

~~~

Cold, so cold. Why is it so cold, your mind is fuzzy.

Forcing your eyes open, you can’t see, everything is a haze. It’s cold, why is it so cold. It’s like pure frost injected into your veins, why do you feel like this, what have they done to you.

You try to speak but you can’t move your jaw is locked, it’s like your lungs are seizing up but you can still breathe, a strangled sound coming from your throat, your eyelids are heavy like lead is poured into your eyes, then, slowly, you feel the current shoot through your body and suddenly you feel like your body is on fire, your mind is screaming but no sound comes out.

You can’t move, you can’t stop the pain, the blinding, searing, terrifying pain.

A single strangled cry escapes your throat and your eyes flutter shut, whiting out.

What the fuck had they done to you.

~~~

He stepped out of the weapons vault, sliding the gun in his hand into the thigh holster. Everyone in the room falls silent, their eyes turned toward the pause feels tangible.

Bucky is decked out in head to toe black, the suit he wears is so eerily similar to that of the Winter Soldier, a stealth suit designed by Tony for missions that required a certain level of anonymity. Guns strapped to his body, knives in their smooth holders, his metal arm looked daunting bare and glinting in the light. He has so many weapons on him it’s hard to say where he ended and they started. His expression is hard and deadly, and Steve sucked in a slow deep breath as his eyes roamed over his best friend.

No, this wasn’t his best friend anymore, this was the Soldier, This was death personified, this was Ares. 

“Ready?” Steve asked softly,

Bucky’s cold eyes met his, and Steve had a momentary flashback to standing on that bridge in front of the Winter Soldier who was ready to kill him. He watched as Bucky just nodded at him and picked something off one of the shelves before he stalked out of the vault, looking every bit like the killer Hydra had made him into.

~~~

“Two entrances, one here and here.” Steve said pointing to the blueprint of the building where they had been led to, “Sam  will go through the east, Bucky and I will take the west entrance, STRIKE will hold back until we give the order that she is in there, our priority is to get her out alive, minimum casualties.”

“No,” Bucky shook his head, “I will go in alone,” 

“Bucky-” 

“This isn’t a negotiation. I go in alone.” The authority in his voice stilled Steve for a moment 

He looked around at the people standing before him, his eyes landing on back Bucky who stood with a scowl on his face, arms crossed over his chest and eyes hard. He could see Bucky making his own plan in his head, nothing any of them said at that moment was going to make a difference. He’d already made up his mind here.

“Bucky?” Sam said quietly as the STRIKE team all moved off to go prepare in their positions, “Are you sure you’re okay to do this?”

Bucky looked up at Sam and then at Steve, his cold gaze seemed to barely recognize them as he regarded them, Sam’s question barely phasing him at that moment as all he felt was the rage, cold, hard rage.

“Don’t as me stupid fucking questions,” He replied coolly,

“We just don’t want you to do something that brings back-”

“I don’t care,” Bucky interrupted him, “They want the Soldier, I will give them the Soldier.”

Then Steve and Sam watched Bucky raise that black mask to his face, the one that brought back memories of death, and winter, the one he’d been forced to wear, the one that stripped him of his identity and replaced him with the Winter Soldier and put it on.

It was like a different person stood before them at that moment, a person neither of them recognized yet both of them felt a ripple of fear run through them as they looked at his visage.

~~~

“Herr Strucker, they’re here,”

Strucker turned to his soldiers, hands clasped fast behind his back and he looks over him. His creations, his projects, his successes. Each as strong as the next, they stood before him armed and dangerous, as young as they were they were strong enough to take on the Avengers. He believed this with all his heart, this time he would win.

“Kill them all,” He said calmly, “But bring me our asset, I want him to watch when I kill her.”

~~~

Bucky no longer sees the faces of the men he’s killed, all he feels is rage. His mind blocked out everything else and focused on that rage that fueled him. His mind is blank save for one thought, save her or die trying.

He tosses aside the gun, it clatters to the floor as he stepped over the lifeless body of one of Strucker’s men who he had just put six bullets in his head. Was it excessive? Absolutely, but Bucky doesn’t care.

This is who he is, this part of him was always there, waiting calmly in the dark to be released, and it was gleeful for this moment. Bucky could be the monster they made him, he would show them just how capable he was of tearing out their hearts and watching them die with a smile on his face.

They created him, and now he was going to destroy them.

As he rounded the corner, another soldier comes at him. Bucky easily sidestepped his attack, and wrenched the serrated edge knife from its holster on his thigh and faster than lightning he slammed it into the soldier’s jugular, blood spraying everywhere and all over him.

He doesn’t flinch as the warm red liquid drips down the side of his face, Bucky watched with disinterested eyes as he pulled the blood-covered knife out of the young soldier’s neck and watched him crumple to the ground clutching his wound in a futile attempt to save himself.

Bucky kicked him aside and kept moving through the dark hallway, he had been through at least two dozen soldiers, already. Behind him lay a trail of dead bodies, blood and gore, and dying soldiers.

He kicked open one of the metal doors in the hallway, and two soldiers rush at him. Firing off their weapons, a bullet nicks his cheek a second before he whipped his face out of its path. He feels the sting the bullet leaves behind and both soldiers freeze when they see the new fury settling over his face.

They know who he is, they have seen that mask before, they have seen the footage. It was footage they had been trained with, but none of them anywhere near his caliber of fighting.

He surged forward and grabbed the barrel of the closest soldiers gun, he wrenched it from his hands and kicked him in the chest sending him flying backward. The other soldier who couldn’t have been older than eighteen pulled out his knife and ran at him. Big mistake, Bucky could see the sloppiness in their fighting, they weren’t trained like he was, or they were, but weren’t good enough.

Knocking his attacker back with his metal fist, Bucky grabbed the knife from him and plunged it into his abdomen, watching as the young soldiers face contorted with pain and shock before Bucky eviscerated him. Letting him fall to his knees before him, clutching his stomach and screaming.

His screams mean nothing to Bucky at that moment, they all deserved to die. Stone-faced, he kicked him aside again and stalked down the dark hallway again.  

This was the Winter Soldier, this is who he was.

~~~

In your fugue state, you heard the screams and the battle going on around you but you couldn’t find it in you to get up. They had you in a chair again, tied up and barely awake, your head drooped towards your chest, and your mind fuzzy.

You hear voices around you but you can’t make out anything distinct. There are shouts in the room and the sound of glass breaking. Finally, you forced your eyes open and dragged your head up to look around you.

You see Arcas standing beside you with a gun in his hand and a few feet in front of him is Strucker. They are both facing the door, clearly anticipating someone’s arrival.

Your mind immediately goes to Bucky. Had he come for you? Was that what all the commotion was?

Then suddenly the door flies open, almost being ripped off its hinges as it’s kicked up, and in steps a visage of a man that made your heart stop.

The stark black of his suit, covered in blood and grime, and that mask that hid his face, but the coldness in those starlight eyes shone brightly. Your heart jumped, even in this fugue state you would know those eyes anywhere.

Bucky. no this was not Bucky this was the Winter Soldier.

Arcas and Strucker both raised their weapons at him and Bucky halted his movements, his eyes going to you in the chair, tied up, beaten, bruised and then to the two men who stood before him and he took a step towards them, rage radiating off him like a cloud of black.

“Ah ah! Move and I shoot her,” Arcas said turning the gun on you, and Bucky froze.

“Nice of you to finally join us,” Strucker said calmly, his gun still pointed at Bucky, “I see you are still well trained in doing your job, is there anyone left alive out there?

Bucky remained silent, his eyes suddenly glued on Arcas and the gun pointed in your direction, his heart thundering in his chest. The moment he laid eyes on you, in that chair all that rage disappeared and was replaced with fear.

His heart constricted at the sight of you, there was no way he could get to you and take out both Arcas and Strucker at the same time. He weighed his options in his mind, eyes moving between the two men and then, slowly, Bucky removed the black mask, letting it fall to the ground.

“Ah, there he is,” Strucker said with a smug smirk,

“What do you want?” Bucky asked through gritted teeth, he is trying to calm himself down but slow panic is rising in his chest. He needed Sam and Steve to get here, and quickly. The longer Arcas pointed the gun at you the less in control Bucky felt.

“What do I want? Such a loaded question,” Strucker chuckled,

“Enlighten me then?” 

Strucker paused for a moment then spoke, “You see, after all these years you are no longer important to us. We have created a new breed of super soldiers you and your Captain are archaic, those that you killed in out there they are merely a testing phase group. And it was all thanks to your little girlfriend here that we are able to experiment on these soldiers. See we plan on making them better, faster, stronger, more...compliant than you were.”

Strucker stepped back and moved towards Arcas, placing a hand on his shoulder. “And Josef here is our prize-winning pupil. He is the new Winter Soldier, he was able to remain in your presence for almost a year without you detecting him. He infiltrated your organization and fed us intelligence so effortlessly that even our favorite asset didn’t detect him.”

Bucky glared at Arcas, feeling rage building up inside him again. He had approved Arcas, he had allowed him into your life, into your protection detail. How could he have been so stupid, so careless with your safety.

“And he has played his part brilliantly,” Strucker continued, “Of course the good doctor here has made it her life's mission to foil our plans and is now the only person who can replicate the serum for us so we have to take some...precautions, to ensure that our asset, if you will, won’t be giving us more trouble any time soon.”

“What did you do to her?” Bucky demanded taking a step towards them, clenching his fists at his side. He looked at you and sees you looking up at him with weak dazed eyes, his heart constricts again.

Strucker laughed, and just shook his head. “Nothing that you need to worry about,”

“What do you fucking want?” His rage is bubbling over, Bucky wants this to end, he needs it to.

“To watch you suffer,” Strucker said simply, then he nodded at Arcas, who looked at Bucky with a sinister smile on his face.

Then it happened, the gun goes off. 

Once, twice, thrice, and Bucky’s entire world stopped, a strangled horrified howl escaping his throat.

[thomasstanley-h]

next door over

Got the idea from a tiktok heh

tiktok pt. 1 | pt. 2

pre-corona

It's 4:56AM as I am posting this. Will I regret staying up til morning? Probably. Was this a spur of the moment writing? Yep. Did i spend two hours writing this? Yes. Is this the fastest that ive written something up? Uh-huh. Was it worth it? Totally. Did i proof read? No.

Feedback would be nice, thank you! I hope you enjoy my second tommy imagine!

2.1k

You were walking a few blocks down to your best friend’s apartment to just hang out with him after not seeing him for so long. He was away for a long trip, joining his brother in promoting the new animated film.

Nearing their building, you send him a message telling him that you’ve arrived instead of knocking or ringing the doorbell like a proper person. It was your first time visiting him at the apartment he shared with his brother and friends as you’ve only visited him before at his parents’ house.

A few minutes later, you see him come out and frown at you just as you arrive at the front door. “It’s a good thing I didn’t come out as soon as I got your message.” Harry said, his frown deepening.

“Hi, I’ve missed you.” You ignored his complaint and latched on to his neck, hugging him tightly.

Sighing in defeat, he hugged you back just as tight. “I’ve missed you too, stupid.” Harry broke the hug and slung his arm over your shoulders, ushering you in the shared apartment.

“Hey!” Harrison was the first to greet you as he was in the living room, watching television.

“Hi, Harrison.” You grinned as the two plop down beside the young man on the sofa. “Long time no see, huh?”

“Yeah! How have you been?” The blond asked, lowering the volume of the machine in front of you.

“Good, uh, I just started my first job and already want to quit.” You reply, shrugging nonchalantly with a grin on your face.

“Yep, that’s what I wanted to hear.” He shook his head, chuckling.

“Let’s go in to my room.” Harry said, and stood up, waiting for you to follow suit as Tuwaine entered the living room with a bowl of popcorn on hand.

“Yeah, I’ll catch up with you there, just have to get some of their popcorn.” You replied in which Harry responded to with a nod and proceeded to go to his room. After seeing your best friend enter the room, your attention was brought back to the bowl of popcorn.

“Well, hello to you too.” Tuwaine chuckled as you picked up a handful of popcorn even before greeting him.

“He he, hi Tuwaine.” You grinned sheepishly and popped a few ones in your mouth. "Thanks for the popcorn, see you guys later." The two men were shaking their heads at you in which you just giggled at.

You stood up and went to the room you saw Harry enter and went in without knocking, thinking that it was your best friend's room. "Oh shit, wrong room." You said, shocked and feeling your face heat up, seeing your best friend's brother standing at the foot of the bed shirtless, holding his phone and portable speakers.

It's not like you haven't seen a naked torso ever before in your life, it's just that this naked torso belongs to your best friend's brother and the guy you've liked since you were kids.

"Hey! Harry said you were here." Tom dropped the things he was holding on the bed and approached you, wrapping you in a tight hug. "Haven't you grown into a proper young lady." He chuckled, stepping back to look at you.

"What's that supposed to mean!" You pout. "I've always been a proper young lady."

"Okay, let's pretend that you didn't eat mud when we were kids. Cool?" He said, still chuckling.

"Whatever." You roll your eyes at the man in front of you but still smiling at him, trying so hard not to stare. "Anyway, sorry, didn't mean to barge in. I just saw Harry go in here earlier, I thought this was his room."

"No problem, he just came in here to tell me you're here actually." He explained. "His room is the next door over."

"Thanks, catch up with you later, Tom." You hurriedly closed the door and went to Harry's room, and stood with your back to the door.

"What happened to you, why's your face so red?" Harry asked, looking at you with his brows furrowed.

"I barged in to Tom's room, thought it was yours." You replied simply.

His mouth formed an 'o' as he nodded, recalling the attraction you had for his older brother. "Still not over the crush, huh?"

"Am so!" You rebutted like a child. "It's just..." You trailed off, sighing, and sat on the bed beside him. "I haven't seen him in so long and the first time I see him again he's shirtless and that just ruins everything." You let out all in one breath making your best friend laugh a little. "It's your fault."

"How is it my fault!" He was now full blown laughing, as your face got more red.

"You didn't go to your room immediately making me think that his room was yours!"

"Oh, well then, I'm sorry." Harry said, pulling you back to lay down with him, calming down a little.

"I hate you, you know that?" You pouted, reaching your hand up to poke your best friend's forehead.

"I love you too."

The rest of the day went by with you and Harry staying in bed talking and just catching up about everything that's happened in each other's lives. A few moments later, there was a knock at the door followed by Harrison's head popping in.

"Hey, Tuwaine and I are going through the take out menus. What do you guys want?" He said, showing you a few pamphlets he was holding.

"We'll be out with you guys in a while." Harry responded.

With a nod, Harrison closed the door and went back to the kitchen where Tuwaine was. Harry stood up, and twisted his body in different angles trying to crack his back.

"I don't want to get up." You groan.

"We have beer." Your best friend stated simply.

You abruptly stood up, and almost fell on your face, at the mention of booze. "Okay, let's go."

The two of you went out, Harry going first. "Go get Tom, will ya." He said, passing by his brother's room with a smirk on his face.

With a scoff and eyeroll, you knock at the door and entered after hearing a muffled 'come in' from inside. You come in to see his shirtless form on bed hunched over his laptop, typing seriously.

"You again." He looked up briefly and smiled.

"Yeah, just wanted to see what you were doing." You said, standing by his door awkwardly. "And the guy's are checking out some take out menus."

"Can you come see if this is okay?" Tom asked, patting the space beside him.

"Yeah, sure." You sat beside him and watched a video they made where they were passing around a toilet roll. "Oh no, Paddy baby." You gasped as it came to the part where the young Holland got hit making the Holland beside you laugh slightly.

"So, what do you think?"

"That is some good content." You nodded. "What's it for?"

"It's a collab for The Brothers Trust. Was trying to get it approved before posting, but you said it's good content so..." He trailed off and grabbed his phone to type out a caption for the video.

The two of you look out the door, hearing Tuwaine's booming voice call your names from the kitchen.

"Coming!" Tom was the one to answer before closing his laptop and standing up to grab a shirt from the floor. "Let's go before they get food you don't like." He stood by the door waiting for you and letting you go out first.

"What took you guys so long?" Harrison asked.

You look to your best friend and see him already looking at you with a smirk on his face. "Piss off." You mouth to him, discreetly giving him the finger.

"I showed her the toilet roll video before posting." Tom replied.

"Oh, it's up?" Harry asked, getting his phone from his pocket to go on Instagram.

Tom just nodded and went to the fridge to grab a beer. "You want one?" He offered to you, seeing as the two of you were the only ones without.

"Sure, thanks."

He grabbed two bottles and opened them before handing one to you.

"We got Japanese 'cause Harry said you liked that." Tuwaine said, pointing at the Japanese take out menu on the counter.

You went to Harry's side and hugged him, pinching his cheeks. "Awe, thanks bestie." Harry shoved you off of him and you look up to see Tom looking at you with a faint smile on his face. You feel a little bit of heat come up to your cheeks and cleared your throat before facing your best friend, trying to start a conversation.

You still feel him looking at you when Harry spoke to everyone. "Why don't we eat out at the backyard, it's a nice night tonight."

Harrison and Tuwaine were the first ones out the door followed by Harry, leaving you and Tom again.

"Ladies first." The older Holland said, bowing a little and gesturing with his hand for you to go.

"Why thank you, good sir." You giggled, went out and sat beside Harry on the wooden picnic table.

"How chivalrous." Harrison commented with a snicker as Tom sat down beside you.

"I try." He shrugged proudly earning him eyerolls from the other boys.

After a few more beers, the food arrived and you tried to pay for it but after a few protests from the boys, Harry ended up paying.

"Next time I will pay whether you boys like it or not." You huffed, pouting.

"Yeah, okay." Tom said sarcastically, then bumped his shoulder with yours.

All throughout, you can't help but feel butterflies in your stomach from the small gestures from Tom, and kept jabbing Harry with your elbow as he was discreetly teasing you.

"Ow!" The red head complained as he received another jab from you.

"Oh, sorry, didn't mean to do that." You smiled innocently at your best friend before proceeding to finish your tempura.

The night went on with the five of you eating, drinking, and making you tell stories about your life that they just saw through social media. It ended with Harry sneaking off to his room to avoid the boys making fun of him for getting drunk.

You almost fell off your seat from laughing too hard at something Tuwaine said, but luckily Tom caught you before you fell flat on your ass. "Hey, careful." He said with his arm around your waist.

If only Harry could see you now, you'd get endless teasing from him.

"I think it's time to call it a night." Harrison nodded to you who's now laying her head on Tom's shoulder. "She's all yours, mate." He added, standing up, trying to avoid the responsibility of taking care of the drunk friend.

"Let's just clean up tomorrow." Tuwaine followed his friend in, leaving the two of you yet again.

"Hey, come on, love." Tom mumbled, sliding his right hand under your head softly and held it in place before standing up behind you. He switched hands so that he could carry your sleeping form inside.

"Good night, mate." Harrison said as he saw Tom enter with you in his arms. "Good luck." He added and entered his room.

Tom just rolled his eyes at his best friend and went straight to Harry's room but as he tried to open the door it was locked. "Shit." He mumbled, knocking softly, careful not to wake you.

A few minutes passed and Harry was still not opening the door, so Tom decided to just bring you to his room and let you sleep on his bed.

You stirred a little as he was putting you down. "Harry?" You mumbled, trying to open your heavy eyes.

"It's Tom, Harry's asleep. You're in my room. You should sleep."

"Where are you going to sleep?" You slurred.

"I'll take the sofa."

"No." You protested, trying your best to get up from the guy you liked's bed. "I should go home."

"It's too late for you to go home, and you're drunk." Tom chuckled.

"But this is your bed." You frowned with your eyes closed.

"It's fine." He smiled even though you can't see him.

"Just sleep here, it's not like we haven't slept in the same bed before." You lifted your arm and dropped it on the big space beside you, trying to convince him.

"Okay, fine." Tom finally gave in and closed the door to his room and turned off the lights before laying beside you.

You rolled to your side with your back to him and muttered, "Good night, Tommy."

The young man smiled at the nickname, covered you with the duvet, and kissed you on the head. "Good night, love."

[infinitelytheheartexpands]

Going Down the List #4: ‘Les Huguenots’, Montpellier, 1990

As any of you who have been following me for a long time know, this is one of my favorite operas and I am on a quest to find and watch every available filmed production of this opera. As such, this is my eighth production of Huguenots, and I think the best one I've seen. Here goes:

First things first, any review of a production of this opera has to include some commentary about cuts. I’m happy to say that there are very few of them, the most notable of which is the entire Act III ballet, which still isn’t a huge loss. There are minor cuts elsewhere, such as a section of the Raoul/Marguerite duet that I frequently forget exists (the section, not the whole duet), a small cut in the Act I window scene, a couple tiny cuts in ‘O beau pays de la Touraine’, and some of the Act III finale. Urbain’s Act II aria was omitted as well, but since it was an insert aria in the first place, I don’t see it as that huge of a loss even though I do love it and prefer when it is included.

Also, a warning: the video quality is not great. It’s not horrible, but it’s definitely not ideal. It’s still decent, though, especially for what I’m assuming is an upload of a video ripped from a 1990s TV broadcast of an official in-house recording. There are no subtitles either, which really stinks.

With that out of the way, the production: I’d overall describe it as ‘traditional minimalist with really wonderful direction’.

The sets are where the ‘minimalist’ part comes from: there are only really two sets, one of which is almost entirely white and the other of which is almost entirely black. The sets are slightly modified for each scene, but the first set is essentially ‘huge staircase (most of the time also featuring a couple long tables and a ridiculous number of chairs)’ and the second is essentially a huge open space with black walls, a lot of graffiti that is mostly illegible, and some cut-out door openings. Although personally, I’d prefer a little more detail and variety, I do overall like the sets and I think they work well.

The costumes are beautiful period fashion; the problem with them, however, is that apparently the costume designer thought it would be a good idea to dress large groups of people exactly the same. This is especially a problem with the various Catholic noblemen, to the point where it took me a few minutes to figure out who was playing Nevers because all the Catholic noblemen in Act I wore the exact same outfit. (Perhaps this would have been less of a problem if the video quality were better.) Still, they are gorgeous costumes.

If I had to describe the direction in five words, they’d be, “nuanced, vivacious, and emotionally intense”. I especially love how much the chorus actually moves! That may sound silly, but it’s nice to have an actual street riot in Act III or a frenzied, whipped-up mass of Catholic nobles declaring anathema on the Huguenots in Act IV instead of having the chorus just stand there and sing prettily. The chorus also does an excellent job of reacting in general: they laugh at Nevers’ witty comments, they enthusiastically respond to the calls for a massacre, they recoil in horror when Raoul details the scenes of death and destruction. And the way the ending was staged─ you just had to rip out my heart, didn’t you? That’s all I’ll say about that.

There are some togetherness issues between the onstage forces and the pit; however, these are relatively minor. The orchestra (and its soloists) are very good; the chorus is amazing. Whether it’s a particularly fortuitous sound balance or just a really present chorus, they are always a force to be reckoned with on a scale I don’t think I’ve even heard on any other recording. And as I mentioned earlier, they’re not just great singers, but also great actors. Same goes for the various small roles, with a special shoutout to the six supporting Catholic nobles, who all sound good, look good, and work together very well.

Now for the seven leads:

Danielle Borst was a very adorable Urbain who happened to be dressed like she was from The Addams Family or something (including what appeared to be a very unfortunate black bobbed wig). Regardless, she was all cheer and enthusiasm in the classic trouser-role mold (along with the obligatory flirting with everyone) with a really, really fantastic voice, and she lit up the stage whenever she was on it, whether she was standing on a table or chugging a bottle of wine (during ‘O beau pays’) or spying on the ladies-in-waiting from under a sheet. Her ‘Nobles seigneurs, salut’ in particular was one of the best I’ve ever heard, and I think it’s really a shame she didn’t get a shot at ‘Non, vous n’avais jamais, je gage’.

Marc Barrard was a fantastic Nevers. His voice is really nice and lyrical and beautiful, although owing to the fact that the role is a) relatively short and b) doesn’t have any big solos or even small ensembles, he didn’t get much of a chance to show it off. As a result, as with all baritones playing this role, whether his performance succeeded or not depended on his dramatic skill. He delivered. Depending on what was happening, he was extremely flamboyant, official, gentle, and/or morally outraged— and he managed to do that without overacting, which I appreciate.

Jean-Pierre Courtis absolutely nailed it as the Comte de Saint-Bris. His voice is not particularly subtle, but then again, the character isn’t either. What his voice is is commanding and surprisingly beautiful. Seriously. It’s gorgeous. As he should, he absolutely dominated the Conspiracy Scene and came across as very cold, no-nonsense, but still intensely devoted to his country, his faith, and his own ideas about how they should be─ in short, absolutely fanatical. And I said earlier I wouldn’t give away any details about the staging of the ending, but I will here: after discovering his dying daughter, he did something I haven’t seen any other Saint-Bris do that just wrenched my heart: he walked (or to be more precise, backed) offstage. It was pretty ambiguous, but I think it’s the only portrayal I’ve seen that suggested he didn’t really regret anything he did.

Anyway, they were both awesome.

Ghyslaine Raphanel definitely did right by Marguerite de Valois. Her voice is very light and may take some getting used to (it did for me), but overall it’s a beautiful sound that I think works well for this part. In particular, she has some serious coloratura chops, which she took every opportunity to display (including by far the longest ‘O beau pays’ cadenza I have ever heard). She’s also very good at playing the young, charismatic, beautiful royal who wants peace and love but is completely detached from reality, to the point where she still can’t believe what’s happening even when Raoul tells her about the massacre in Act V, scene 1 (the scene ends with her climbing the staircase, turning around, and looking at all the Huguenot noblewomen as if to say ‘…I have no clue what the hell just happened’).

I really loved John Macurdy’s performance as Marcel. His basic voice isn’t my favorite by any means, but I can absolutely say it’s a good voice, with particularly strong low notes. And he’s a great actor! I especially loved his ‘Piff, paff’, for this exact reason: you can hear the hatred Marcel has for Catholicism and women in the way he sings every word. And he has amazing stage presence: even just a little thing, like a gesture at Raoul or the way he put an arm around Valentine and walked her back into the church in Act III, said so much. In other words, he may not be my favorite bass, but he’s a good singer and a virtually perfect dramatic match for the part.

Nelly Miricioiu was a wonderful Valentine de Saint-Bris. Personally, I love her voice although there are some things about it I could see people not liking. Nevertheless, it’s a gorgeous voice that fits the role well, and she’s amazing at everything she does, especially in her two big duets and the final scene. She’s also a very, very good actress who does one of the best acting jobs I’ve seen in this role, and that is no shabby feat, especially in the eyes of yours truly (who once wrote several pages about her character development and posted it on this very blog, although almost no one read it lol). That development I talked about, from very anxious, fragile, and shy to boldly defiant? She absolutely got it.

Gregory Kunde was absolutely phenomenal as Raoul de Nangis. His voice is pretty much perfection in this role, which is especially an achievement considering how many ways the part is demanding─ he has lyric moments and huge dramatic ones alike, and let’s not forget all the insanely high notes! But he nailed it, especially the two arias, which are both very hard in very different ways. Also, his acting was on point: I got all the little bits of his personality─ the romantic dreaminess, the idealism, the moral outrage, the impulsiveness, the stubbornness, all of it. There are so many good little details, from his frequent hesitations at drinking to the fact that even though there’s a massacre going on and he’s trying to rescue the Huguenot nobles, he still takes a few seconds at the end of his Act V aria to bow to Marguerite (and be like, ‘uh, sorry for ruining your big party’) before rushing out. Bravo!

Overall Verdict: Definite recommend; this would be a great first production for anyone wanting to watch this opera, albeit with two caveats: one, there are no subtitles (but I’d be more than happy to send anyone the French-English libretto I have on Google Drive), and two, this production may ruin you for others that are…not of the same quality. 😉

Up next: Due to ongoing difficulties with the Internet at my house, I am going to have to suspend this series until further notice, but as soon as I can, I’ll be doing the 2019 Il trovatore from Beijing!

[captain-kingliamsqueen]

The First of Many - Until We Meet Again - Part 3

Pairing: Liam x MC

Summary: …DISTANCE MEANS SO LITTLE, WHEN SOMEONE MEANS SO MUCH!

When King Liam manages to break free from his Marriage to madeleine and takes a trip to new York for the biggest UN event of the century. What happens when his suitcase doesn’t make it to new York with him. when a stranger comes to his rescue to find appropriate clothing for the Event. What happens when he meets the woman of his dreams but she already has a home along with a Mutli-billion dollar business in New York. 

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 After leaving Kayliegh’s house, Liam headed straight for the airport catching the guys just in time. Liam didn’t last until he got on the plane, he was only twenty minutes into the drive on the way to the airport when sent Kayliegh the first message. After that it was non-stop, he would laugh or chuckle every few minutes then type rapidly. Drake couldn’t get Liam to look up from his phone. They were ten minutes from beginning to land when Liam felt something hit the back of his head. This had been happening for a solid ten minutes.

“Drake…I will open that door and throw you off this plane If I feel one more grape hit the back of m-” before he could finish what he was saying he felt another one “Drake!!! You made me send the wrong gif!!!” he turned and glared at him

“do you hear yourself?!” Drake laughed “you’re like a twelve-year-old with a crush!”

“am not”

“are too”

“am not!”

“will the two of you just shut up!” Bertrand groaned

“keep out of it!!” the two turned on him, shouting at the same time…they turned to each other not saying a word then the two burst out laughing.

After landing the guys all headed back to the palace, then Bertrand and Maxwell headed to their estate whilst Liam and Drake headed inside. The two headed down the corridor towards their quarters, due to the time different and the duration of the flight, by the time they got back to the palace it was getting late, Liam's phone buzzed in his pocket indicating that Kayliegh had text him back, he pulled his phone out with a grin unlocking it and opening the message, just as they rounded the corner, Liam nearly bumped into Regina. “sorry” he mumbled as he carried on walking not looking up from his phone. “Liam?” she called…no reply. “what’s gotten into him?” she asked Drake. “his new…Lady friend” Drake smirked

“what?” she went bug eyed “walk with me Drake…who is she?” she asked as the two turned and started walking down the hallway.

“Kayliegh Reed” he smirked

“The Kayliegh Reed?”

“yes”

“was she at the UN party?”

“she was, but that’s not how they met, his suitcase got lost somehow it didn’t make it to New York, anyway, the night before the party we all went out for some drinks and dinner, we met this girl…Kayliegh’s Sister”

“I see” she smiled

“she overheard us talking and said she might be able to help…so we took her up on her offer, she took us to Kayliegh house…well it wasn’t much smaller than the palace, I wouldn’t call it a house” he laughed along with Regina “anyway, we got there, she agreed to help…Liam spent the night at her house, they stayed up all night putting together a suit for him”

“she made that suit in the pictures?” she asked

“yeah”

“he looked so regal!”

“I know right…anyway, I got a text about an hour before the ball from Liam, saying he was going to meet us at the venue and that he was bringing Kayliegh…she went home early a little upset about something, I don’t know, but Liam was insistent that he was going to make sure she was okay, he ended up staying the night, he said the two of them were talking and fell asleep on the sofa…I don’t know what happened between them…but he’s like a twelve-year-old with a crush Regina…he’s smitten…” he laughed “Maxwell thought he might just be on the rebound bound…but you should have seen the way he looked at her…”

“what did you think of her?”

“she was feisty…” he laughed “but she was sweet”

“well…she sounds it, to help a bunch of strangers like that”

“I think you would have liked her a lot.”

“maybe I’ll get to meet her someday soon” she smiled.

As much as Regina had made some bad choices over the past few years, she wanted Liam to be happy, she treated him like he was her own. Madeleine may have been her blood relative, but Regina knew she was bringing the crown to its knees, the public were noticing Liam's unhappiness. Regina had been Liam's confident on more than one occasion about what was going on with madeleine. She was the one that urged him to make a change if he wasn’t happy…he can’t be expected to rule a country if he’s unhappy all the time.

“Regina…what are you planning?” Drake smirked as they came to Regina’s quarters.

“oh…nothing” she laughed as she unlocked her door. she bid Drake goodnight then headed into her room.

Back in his room, Liam had changed into his nightwear, then climbed into bed before placing his laptop on his knee, he started sifting through documents and files he had to read.

By the time two months had past, Liam and Kayliegh hadn’t gone a single night without talking, whether it be texting, calling, video calling. They sat up for hours every night, just talking about their lives. That day Kayliegh had messaged Liam telling him, she had exciting news and that she would call him nine pm his time.

That night Liam made sure he finished up everything he had to so that he could be back in his quarters by the time she called.

Liam was in the middle of brushing his teeth when the phone started ringing.

“dammit” he mumbled with his mouth full of toothpaste as he ran into the room, he quickly lifted his phone and pressed answer before carrying it into the bathroom

“giff me twwo thecondth” he quickly spat his toothpaste out, then gargled some mouthwash, once he was finished, he laughed as he lifted the phone making his way back into the bedroom “I’m sorry, I was in the middle of brushing my teeth”

“it’s okay…so how was your day?” she giggled

“it was great, I visited the new primary school in the capitol, then I just spent a couple of hours signing papers and stuff…it was pretty relaxing believe it or not” he chuckled

“I looked it up, the articles about the grand opening last week, like you told me, it looks great, the children look so happy”

“they were all so full of energy today, it was great”

“it sounds it!”

“so, tell me…what’s your big surprise?” Liam asked as he settled into bed.

“well…I got a call from my assistant earlier today and she informed me that a one Queen Mother Regina had called and personally invited me to the Fashion show to raise money for Portavira”

“Regina called?”

“yes…she spoke to Alison, she sent all of the flight details and everything over…I’m coming to Cordonia on Friday”

“that’s amazing Kayliegh!! I’ll have a room fixed up for you…you can stay at the palace!”

“Liam, I can’t, I wouldn’t want to intrude like that!”

“you won’t be, I promise, I would love it, if you came to stay at the palace whilst you’re here…I stayed with you whilst I was in New York, its only right you stay in my home whilst you’re here” he smirked

“alright” she chuckled “I’ll stay at the palace”

“how long are you staying?”

“I don’t know, Regina said its open tickets…I was thinking …I’m long overdue a holiday…but that was when I was staying at a hotel…I wouldn’t want to take advantage of your hospitality”

“No, that’s fine, I would be more than happy to have you here for as long as you want, the more time I get to spend with you the better”

“well…then… a week or two in the sun sounds great” she whispered

“I can’t, I want to show you all of the best places to see, the capitol…Portavira, Lythikos…all of it!”

“are you sure you won’t be too busy your Majesty?” she giggled

“I will make sure of it”

“well…I would really like that”

“I can’t wait to see you, Kayliegh”

“I can’t wait to see you…ive actually missed you a lot”

“you sound surprised” Liam chuckled

“I am…” she laughed “I mean, we spent what not even fort eight hours together, two months later and I can’t stop thinking about you”

“well, I hope you know I am no different to you…I too can’t stop thinking about you”

As the week went on, Liam's butterflies grew and grew, he had never been so nervous about having a visitor at the palace. he couldn’t wait for her to arrive. Regina had suggested that he take some time off…to spend some time with Kayliegh, she told him whenever he needed, she would deal with the royal duties, which he was ever so grateful for. Kayliegh was to land in Cordonia at four pm on the Friday, Liam hadn’t told her, but he was going to take his car and pick her up from the airport.

When Liam arrived at the airport on the Friday, he had tried to be as discreet as possible, he wore a black baseball cap and sunglasses, with jeans and just a casual shirt. Liam sat on the bench closest to the doors that she would be coming through. Every so often he was looking at his wrist to check the time.

It was quarter past four when the doors opened, Liam looked up as soon as he heard them opening, he watched each person that walked through them, looking for her face. He smirked as his eyes fell upon her face. she was wearing, just your everyday casual clothes, jeans, loose t shirt, jacket and sneakers. Liam stood from the bench as Kayliegh stopped and looked around for a sign with her name on it. he lifted the piece of paper on the bench and turned it towards her. As she turned and seen the paper she smirked, she made her way over, trailing her suitcase behind her. The closer she got, she more she recognised him. She picked up her pace when she realised it was him.  Eventually when she got close enough, she let go of her suitcase and wrapped her arms around him, resulting in him doing the same.

“It’s so good to see your face” she whispered as she held him tight.

“It’s so good to actually feel you in front of me” he sighed contently

Liam slowly pulled back, his hand found itself placed on Kayliegh’s cheek.

“I’ve wanted to do this for too long” he whispered before he placed his lips on hers, she smiled into his kiss as she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck.

“Mmmm” she hummed with smirk “ditto” she giggled as she pecked his lips then slowly stepped back… “this is a really nice surprise” she smirked

“I have another surprise for you…but we have to get back to the palace first”

“will you at least give me a hint?”

“nope…you’ll have to wait and see” he smirked “now…we should hurry, here, let me take that for you” he smiled as he reached for the handle of her suitcase.

“such a gentleman…here, let me take that for you” she giggled as she took his free hand in hers, intertwining their fingers.

“now that was smooth” he laughed as they headed out to his car. The two headed straight for the palace, Liam Pointing out the scenery and naming different places as they passed them.

“the view is to die for” she grinned as she looked out at the sea view, she felt something touching her hand, as she looked down, she seen Liam linking his fingers with hers, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

“you like the view from the car you should see it from the palace…there’s this little place in the capitol, it has the best view of Cordonia, it may be one of the places I plan on taking you this evening” he smirked as he placed his hand on top of hers on the middle seat.

“really? I’m excited! I can’t wait”

Kayliegh gasped as the palace came into view.

“is that?”

“yes…that’s my home” Liam smirked

“it’s beautiful, Liam”

“thank you”

Once they pulled up at the doors they climbed out, Liam grabbing Kayliegh’s suitcase whilst she carried her carry-on luggage. They made their way inside, staff greeting them as they entered the palace. Just as Liam and Kayliegh went to head up the stairs to the room he had prepared for her, Regina walked into the foyer.

“Liam, my dear your back” she smiled as she walked over

“and you must be Kayliegh Reed” she extended her hand for Kayliegh to shake it.

“that’s what it says on my birth certificate” she giggled as she shook her hand “it’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Regina.”

“It’s so good to finally meet you, my dear, Liam has not stopped talking about you”

“Regina!” Liam flustered

“all good things I hope”

“all great things my dear, I’ve never seen him so happy”

“oh really?” she grinned

“I have to run, I have a meeting to get to, but I hope at some point during your stay, we can have lunch together”

“I would absolutely love that”

“I’ll have you slotted into my schedule”

“just let me know when” Kayliegh nodded before she and Liam bid Regina goodbye then they headed up to Kayliegh’s room. Liam unlocked the door with the key from his pocket, then opened the door, allowing Kayliegh to step in first, then he followed quickly after, closing the door behind him, he placed the key for her on the bedside table, then placed her suitcase in her closet.

“Now this is a luxury room” she giggled

“would you like to know what the surprise is?” Liam smirked

“of course,”

“well…if I may not be too forward with you…I would like to take you out on a date…if that would be okay with you?”

“a date? I would like that very much” she nodded “I would actually like to talk to you about something”

“oh?” he asked concerned

“yeah, don’t worry, it’s nothing to worry about…so anyway…tell me, what’s the plan for the evening?” she asked as she walked over to him, stopping in front of him with smile.

“I have made reservations at the best restaurant in Cordonia, then I was thinking we go to that place I was telling you about earlier, then maybe we could take a walk along the beach”

“that sounds amazing!” she whispered, “What time will you be coming by to pick me up?” she asked with a chuckle.

“reservations are for six o’clock so if you are ready for five-thirty, I will come by then” he laughed

“alright…don’t be late” she smirked

“I wouldn’t dream of it”

After Liam left the room, Kayliegh started getting ready for their date. She chose a long black maxi dress, with long sleeves, and a high slit in the side, she paired the dress with a pair of plain black, slightly pointed toe, stiletto heels. She had her hair curled and pulled to the side. She had neutral make up with a slightly bolder lip.

When the clock struck five-thirty, there was a knock at her door. she grinned as she opened the door to see Liam.

“wow” she whispered as she looked his body up and down, he was adorned in a modern fit black suit, it was a formal looking suit with a white shirt, with the top two buttons undone.

“you look very handsome” she smiled

“and you, my dear…you look…absolutely stunning” Liam took her hand in his, lifting it to his lips, he placed the gentlest kiss on her skin. “these are for you” Liam smirked as he pulled his arm from behind his back to reveal a bunch of red roses

“they are gorgeous…thank you” she smiled as she leaned up and kissed his cheek. She moved over to the dressed were she sat the roses down, “do you think someone could put them in some water for me?” she asked as she moved over to the bed, she had sat her clutch bag, she lifted it along with her key, then she made her way out of the room.

“of course, I’ll get one of the staff to do it whilst we are out.”

“thank you” As they walked down the hall, heading for the main stairs, Liam slyly slipped his hand into hers, she curled her fingers around his hand causing him to do the same to hers, giving it a gentle squeeze. They made their way out to the car waiting for them, then headed out on their date. They were in the car for all of twenty minutes, when they pulled up outside a romantic looking place. Liam climbed out of the car then reached his hand in for Kayliegh to take, as she did, she climbed from the car, then they headed inside. They were greeted by a rather chipper old man, who quickly made his way over, pulling Liam into a hug.

“Liam, it’s been so long”

“It’s great to see you again Alex”

“and who is this?” Alex gestured to Kayliegh.

“Alex this is Kayliegh”

“Well, Kayliegh, it’s a pleasure to meet you, you look magnificent this evening”

“thank you, Alex”

“so, Liam…is this a date?” Alex wiggled his eyebrows at him

“Alex!” Liam blushed

“come on…you can tell me” he laughed

“yes, it’s a date” he chuckled

“well…I hope all goes well” Alex smirked “I’ve prepared the tables out on the beachfront, just take your pick of which one you want, I’ll be waiting on your table tonight” Alex smiled as he showed the two out to the deck.

“Wow, this is just magnificent” Kayliegh gasped as she seen the view from the deck, the sun was just setting, casting an umber glow on the beach. “Shall we pick a table” Liam smiled as he took gestured for Kayliegh to take her pick. “that middle one” she smiled as she pointed to it. “it’s right in the middle, not too far onto the beach not too far away from it either”

“why don’t you both have a seat then I’ll get your drink orders.”

After getting them their drinks then taking their food orders Alex headed inside leaving the two alone.

“so…you said you wanted to talk to me about something?” Liam asked as he took her hand in his overtop of the table.

“yes…I…Liam…I just want to be clear on what…this is” she gestured between the two. “I mean…are we really REALLY good friends?” she smirked “or are we aiming for something more?”

“okay” Liam smiled… “alright well, why don’t we start by telling the other how we feel right now, in this moment?”

“okay…I’ll go first” she smiled “I like you…I like you A LOT…. I am extremely attracted to you, Liam…I love spending time with you, and I want to keep spending time with you...”

“okay…” Liam smirked a he squeezed her hand “I too like you A LOT, from the first moment I laid eyes on you, ive not stopped thinking about you, every time I see you or hear your voice, it makes me happy, I think you’re extremely smart and thoughtful, it’s no secret that your very beautiful, I am very attracted to you, I want to spend as much time with you as possible” Just as Liam finished talking Alex walked through the doors, with two plates in hand, he placed them down in front of Liam and Kayliegh then wished them a good meal before heading back in after they thanked him.

“Liam, my life plan, is to find a husband, to love and care for me, better than my last one, have a family, children, puppies, whether that man is you or not…I don’t know…but I would very much like to find out.” She admitted as she started to dig into her food as Liam done the same.

“Kayliegh, all ive ever wanted is to find a woman who means more to me than anyone in the world, I want lots of beautiful little babies, dogs running around…I want it all…but being king can sometimes make that difficult…I really truly think this could be something special…and I want to see where it goes”

“I know it won’t be easy, we live 4,000 miles apart, but nothing ever is, being who I am, isn’t easy…being married wasn’t easy…everything that happened with louis wasn’t easy, getting over everything that happened wasn’t easy…nothings easy…the best things in life are usually the hardest…if you think it’s worth it…you fight for it, and this…me and you, Liam…I am more than willing to fight for.”

“I am too, I want nothing more than for this to work”

“then that’s it? we’re...kind of dating?” she blushed with a giggle “that sounds really corny doesn’t it?”

“Maybe courting would be a better word for it, that sounds a little less cheesy”

“courting? I like that! it’s like we’re in the 50’s or something…is that even the Right decade…I don’t know I like though…” Liam chuckled as she babbled away.

“I like it too”

After the two finished their main meal, then went on to have desert than another drink each. When Alex came back out, he took away their empty glasses “can I get you both another?”

“thank you, Alex, but I think we’re going to head out now” Liam smiled

“okay, no problem, are you heading back to the palace or is the night still young?”

“the night is still very much young, I’m taking Kayliegh to the sky view bar”

“Liam's loved that place, since the day I showed him it” Alex informed Kayliegh

“oh? so how did you guys meet?”

“I met Liam not long after the Queen Died, he would leave the palace for hours at a time, he would go to the library in the capitol and sit outside reading, that’s where I met him.”

“Alex was a great help after my mother died, he helped me come to terms with everything that had happened.”

“now, I’ve told you, why don’t you tell me how you two met?”

Liam and Kayliegh told him the story of how they met.

“I think that sounds a bit like fate” Alex smirked

“Alex…I didn’t ask, how is Rosie doing?”

“oh, she’s fine, she’s got a little bit of a bug…but she stills finds the energy to shout at me” he laughed with Liam and Kayliegh

“give her my best wishes, I hope she feels better soon”

“I’m tell her you were asking for her” he nodded “I should let you get going, don’t be a stranger!”

As Liam went to pull his wallet out, Kayliegh went to get her purse.

“Hey, don’t worry about it, this is on me” Liam smirked

“now, come on, let me pay my half, I ate too”

“honestly Kayliegh, I’ve got this”

“I won’t take no for an answer Liam…I ate too, I will pay for my meal” she laughed

“let me be a gentleman and pay”

“you can still be gentleman Liam, my time is just as valuable as yours, why should you pay for me, but I don’t pay for you? We both ate, we both pay” she smiled

“alright! This is going to go on all night, you’re both as stubborn as the other, this meal is on me” Alex laughed

“no, Alex, we couldn’t” Liam refused.

“Liam, you know I won’t accept your money in here, ive told you time and time again…”

“Alex…”

“I too will not take no for an answer, you repay me, by looking after my country, Liam”

“Alex, thank you” Liam gave him a gracious nod as he stood from his seat, followed by Kayliegh doing the same, Liam reached his hand out to shake Alex’, Alex smirked then pulled Liam into a hug.

“you come by again soon, you hear me?!” he patted his back

“of course,” Liam laughed as they both pulled back.

“and you my dear,” Alex turned to Kayliegh pulling her into a hug “you don’t be a stranger, I promise you, he’s a keeper.”

“oh, I know” she smirked

After bidding Alex goodbye, Liam and Kayliegh left the restaurant, as Bastian went to open the car door for them, Liam cleared his throat, “Actually, Bastian, I think I would like to walk, if that’s okay with Kayliegh?”

“of course, that’s fine” she nodded

“of course, Your Majesty” Bastian nodded then closed the door.

As Kayliegh and Liam headed down the street, Bastian walked not far behind them. Kayliegh slipped her hand into Liam's, the smiled at him when he looked at her smiling.

“I hope you don’t mind” she whispered

“of course, not”

It took them just a few minutes to reach the bar, Liam opened the door allowing Kayliegh to walk through first, then they made their way up the stairs and out to the main bar. Kayliegh gasped as she seen the view “my goodness, look at that!” she whispered “that’s amazing, Liam”

“it’s beautiful isn’t it” he smirked as he moved to place his hand on her lower back. “why don’t we sit down over there” he pointed at a table in the corner, looking out over the banister. “okay yeah” she nodded “I’ll get us some drinks, what would you like?”

“I’ll have a glass of wine, thank you” she smirked

“oh, feeling adventurous?” Liam wriggled his eyebrows

“I am actually” she laughed “I’ll go sit down at the table”

Liam nodded then watched her walk towards the table, he smirked to himself as he walked to the bar, he got their drinks then headed over to Kayliegh. He placed two glasses of wine on the table then sat himself down. the two sat all night, just talking and laughing away.

By the time ten o’clock clock came, Liam had made his way round to sit next to Kayliegh, instead of across from her, he had his arm around her shoulder,  Kayliegh lay her head on his shoulder with a yawn “it’s been a long day” she whispered “it’s been the best day though” a smirk fell upon her face.

“it really has been” Liam whispered as he turned his head and placed a kiss on her head “it’s getting late, maybe we should head back? we can walk along the beach, on the way back to the car?”

“yeah, that sounds great” Kayliegh agreed, the two stood up, Liam took Kayliegh by the hand then they headed out. They took a shortcut down between two of the building’s that came straight out onto the beach. Kayliegh pulled her heels off, carrying them in her free hand. Just a few minutes into their walk she turned to Liam, “do you mind if we sit down somewhere?”

“of course, not”

“I want to take advantage of it, it’s just so peaceful here”

they took a seat on the sand, just far enough where the tide wouldn’t hit them. Liam lay, leaning back with his hands linked behind his head, whilst Kayliegh lay horizontal to him, with her head on his stomach.

“I prefer the beach at night, than during the day” she whispered “I mean I like the heat, during the day, but at night, it’s just so peaceful, it’s a great place to just…breathe for a minute”

“it’s nice, to just get away for a little bit” Liam whispered as he gently ran his fingers through her hair.

“if you keep doing that, I’m going to end up falling asleep”

“I’m so happy you’re here, Kayliegh”

“I am too, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be right now”

After a further ten minutes sitting on the beach the two stood to their feet then carried on down the beach towards the car. Kayliegh shivered as she moved in closer to Liam.

“Here…” Liam shrugged off his blazer and went to wrap it around Kayliegh’s shoulders

“no, I’ll be fine, we’ll be in the car soon, if I take your jacket…you’ll get cold”

“I’ll be fine, come on, please take it” he smirked as he placed it over her shoulders.

“thank you” she whispered.

Once the two reached the car, they climbed in then headed back to the palace. By the time they got back, everyone else was already either in bed if they live there, or at home if they didn’t. Liam walked Kayliegh to her room, they both stopped at the door, Kayliegh turned after unlocking it, Liam placed his hands on her waist, taking a step closer to her, she smiled as she looked up at him, “thank you for this evening, Liam, I haven’t enjoyed myself that much in a really long time”

“me too” he whispered, after about thirty seconds of silence Liam whispered “you know…I really wanna kiss you right now” his hand gently made its way to Kayliegh’s cheek “do it” she whispered just barely audible. Liam quickly moved in, linking his lips with hers, they both moved in-sync like they were one, as the kiss heated up, Kayliegh’s hands ran through his hair, messing it slightly. She held him as close to him as she could. Liam's hands made their way around down and around her body, finally landing on her back.

“Li-Liam” she mumbled out of breath as they just barely pulled apart, their foreheads leaned against each other’s “yeah?” he replied as he breathed deeply “M-maybe w-we…we should…um stop” she whispered as she moved in to kiss him again.

“of course,” Liam mumbled into her lips as his hold tightening around her. “This is us…stopping” he moaned quietly as his tongue ran along her lip. Kayliegh let out a quiet moan as she gripped his hair in her hands, causing him to groan. After a further minute or so, Kayliegh gently placed her hands on his chest as she pulled back a little.

“we’re still in the corridor” she breathed deeply

“of course, we should…um…we should pause right there” Liam whispered

“I umm…I should get to bed, I’ve had a really long day”

“of course, sweet dreams, Kayliegh. If you need anything…more blankets or anything…I’m just next door” Liam placed the gentlest kiss on her lips “goodnight” then he moved towards his room, never taking his eyes off her. “goodnight, Liam…Sweet dreams” she whispered as she watched him head into his room and close the door. she followed suit, going into her own room, she shut the door then fell back against it, running her hands over her face.

“holy shit” she whispered to herself, once she changed and done her night time hygiene routine, she headed for bed. She placed her phone on her bedside table, then curled up under the covers. she sat wide awake, hot and bothered for way too long. She tossed and turned, she couldn’t shake the feelings he left her with.

“fuck this” she groaned as she threw her duvet from over her, then stood from the bed, she pulled her robe on, then made her way towards the door, once she was out, she locked the door behind her. She made her way to Liam's door, gently knocking then waiting for him to answer. Just seconds later, the door opened. Liam smirked when he seen her, “play?” she whispered “play!” he smirked as she barrelled towards him, wrapping her arms around him, pushing her lips on his, he quickly responded to her, wrapping his arms tightly around her, he pulled her close to him as their tongues attacked each other. Liam lifted her into his arms, she wrapped her legs around his torso, as he turned to walk over to the bed, he kicked the door shut.

And that night…they both hoped would be the first of many!

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[aharris00britney]

ASKS 11

wip pic, complements ;-;, some meshing questions, and other stufffff

Anonymous said: Would you ever consider doing a version of your Sam and Briana hairs with the halo braid but as a pixie cut?          

hehe this ask inspired me to make something kind of similar but not a pixie cut SORRY ;n; here is a pic ; this will be the next speed meshing video/hair

@bluupxels​ said: what's ur opinion on dance the night away (TWICE comeback)?

I don’t hate it but it is in the bottom 2 for my title tracks ranking for them :( (OOH AAH is the bottom lmao ya’ll hear somethin?) The MV was pretty though and I like the side tracks on the album

Anonymous said: post selfies more often ;)

i never take photos of myself edfhvnb here is a pic i took a few nights ago bc i was wearing the same shirt Lucas had on in some pic of him lmao he just had some sweater over it

Anonymous said: Hey, for your meshing videos, are all the hairs yours? and are they WIPS? they all look great!

yeah they’re all my WIP hairs! I just do stuff a lot earlier than they get released and hairs get released through a voting system so it is kind of out of my hands on which/when hairs get released.

Anonymous said: AHH AJSHFL u are so cute hehe u have a pretty face :')

thank you omg ;n; I don’t think I do but ill take the complement XD

Anonymous said: r u gay? ♡

yes

Anonymous said: Not a question, i just want to say that i LOVE your cc hair's they are stunning <3

thank you so much!!! I am glad you like them <3

@garoto-estelar​ said: u're one of the best mm cc creators!! pls we need more male hair with bangss

I am super bad at doing male hairs @ayoshi-sims​ can vouch for me on this omg I am just... not able to do any good ones egdfbv I will try something though :P also ur header is gorgeous

Anonymous said: OMG THE SIM IN YOUR LATEST TUTORIAL LOOKS LIKE FANTINE FROM THE STAGE MUSICAL OF LES MISÉRABLES LMAO

had to look this up but omg the hair looks super similar rgfgbrgfdc

Anonymous said: where did you get blender from?

S4S has them linked but : Blender 2.76 (32x)  |  Blender 2.76 (64x)

Anonymous said: Oh gosh your content is perfect 💖 really love your blog ~alesimmers

thank you!!!! <3

@lrby01​ said: your sims are so prettyyy!! whats your secret?

most of the time i get a random off the gallery and use that as a base tbh, duplicate one of my main 3 sims, or use one of @ayoshi-sims​

Anonymous said: Hiya! Would the accessories you made in your newest speed meshing video also work w your Paige and Jennie hairs? Since they have the same headband? Thanks!

I think I moved the headband shape some so I’m not entirely sure, I will check before release though.

Anonymous said: WHY U SAY  IN JULY WHEN IT JULY

??

Anonymous said: You are f*cking perfect! love you

thank you ;-; I am no where near being perfect though lmao

Anonymous said: Sorry of you already are going to do this but will you upload that cute hair from your speed meshing video you uploaded? The half up half down one? It's so cute!!! I love your cc 😍😍😍

depends on voting :( currently I don’t think it will be released in August (there are 4 hairs that have more votes then it). Voting ends the 24th though so go vote if u want it :P

Anonymous said: do u watch reacttothek or like other kpop react channels? seems like ur into kpop haha and they’re my fave

I have seen some of the reacttothek videos!!! mainly just when someone I stan releases something new

Anonymous said: omg how ur soo organized 😂

I like neatness ;-;

Anonymous said: Hi, what's your ID? There I can find the sims that you use for every hair? Thank you <3

origin ID is aharris00britney

Anonymous said: I adore your hairs! I have so many of them in my game and it makes me so happy when I see what you have coming up. I was wondering if you have ever considered converting some of the hairs for kids as well as teens and older? I would love some kid hairs from you. Thanks for all that you do! <3

me and @ayoshi-sims​ are talking about collabing again and if we do then it will have some kids hair conversions :P

Anonymous said: Does the anathema palette you use for ur hairs have one for eyebrows?

I don’t think so :( not many people use the palette but I use the WMS eyebrows and then someone recolored the CC eyebrows I use in the WMS palette too. Links are on my resource page (which i know is broken rn but links still work)

Anonymous said: hi im sorry but are you a boy? ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

yeah! i am a boy lmao :P

Anonymous said: when i go to your resources page none of the pictures work?

I know ;n; all of my photos broke a few weeks ago (including all 140+ of my download page photos) so I had to change the links of the images from imgur to tumblr and it was a huge mess. I’m not happy with my current resource page so I am planning on redoing it eventually.

Anonymous said: Are you wcif friendly? If so where can I find the fruit choker on your last lovely sim. If not no worries. Hoping you’re having a rad day friend ❤️            

@ayoshi-sims​ drew it on, sorry ;-; thank you btw

Anonymous said: how close are you with ayoshi?

we’re engaged, wedding in winter

Anonymous said: let me just say I love the kpop references like the Minnie hair cause  kpop is my spirit animal but anyways I love you

yasssss

Anonymous said: f(x)?🧡💛

yeah i went to the funeral, what about it?

Anonymous said: So I just watched your speed mesh video and found myself wondering, what is the purpose of using edge split? I'm currently learning blender and though I've googled for various explanations, I'm unsure of what it achieves in terms of TS4 meshing.

sometimes when you remove doubles from the entire mesh, it makes weird shadows (you can see them in solid mode) that are super dark. Edge splitting gets rid of them without causing a seam to show in the mesh

Anonymous said: Wow, I've never sent an ask to you but I thought I'd just send some love your way! Your an amazing creator and I love that you take your time with each one of your creations. I love your edits and they inspire me to do better with mine! I love that you not only do straight hair but also curly, wavy and braided hair! Your sims are so beautiful and so are you! I always look forward to your cc too! :) Hope you have a great day/night!

thank you so so so much omfg i really appreciate it!!!

Anonymous said: hope this doesn’t sound rude, but why don’t you just release all the hair? I don’t know much about making custom content but it looks to me as if they’re finished, but I could be completely wrong of course. I was basically just wondering why you choose to do it this way if you don’t mind me asking :-)

I am trying to make sure I have enough to release if college gets super busy and releasing 3 a month is enough to have a pretty good amount of 36 hairs a year. Wasn’t a rude question at all btw :P

Anonymous said: OH MY GOD YOU'RE ADORABLE Anonymous said: omg you are literally the hottest thing ive seen all day and its 100 degrees outside *heart eyes motherfucker*         Anonymous said: ur cute    

i choked at these omg XD thank you