#i can’t believe he wore that outfit for 2 seasons straight

[cqmilless]

smallville clark kent is so funny because he decided to start saving people but continued to wear the same shirt and jacket that he wore almost every day for like 3 years straight and expected not to get caught

[mamourland]

Kissing Prompt #22 - Magnum/Higgins

Prompt #22 - A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party.

  Context: Season 2

  Rated: Mature

Magnum was leaning on his cue stick, observing his partner who was currently bending over the pool table to make her shot.

 Nothing would be wrong with this picture, they played more often than not lately. Since becoming work partners, they have grown closer and definitely more friendly.

 ‘No, nothing wrong.’, he thought as he swallowed his saliva. ‘Except maybe for the misplaced feelings he harbored towards his partner?’

 A few months ago they had a conversation about dates when he worked that case about internet dating and she told him she respected a man who could invite her in person rather than hidden behind a screen. And that information stayed lodged inside his mind.

 Maybe it was as simple as that. Maybe he should just man up and ask her.

 He must have zoned out for a while because she was staring at him with one fist on her hip, her cue stick in her other hand and her head tilted sideways, as she waited for him to play. He blinked a few times, trying to shake the enticing picture she was currently making.

 She was wearing the same clothes she wore the day she dazzled him with her golf drive – a short kaki skirt and a black halter top – minus the platform shoes that had been kicked out near the couch earlier. If this outfit had been inappropriate for golf – oh the images of her muscular legs his mind had conjured up afterwards - it was something else entirely when she was bent over a pool table, standing on her tiptoes because she was too short to reach the ball.

  It shouldn’t make him react this way, after all he had seen her in bikinis that were far less modest than this.

 « Magnum! », she snapped impatiently. “What are you waiting for? It’s your turn.”

 “Right.”, he croaked and cleared his throat to get rid of the gravel that seemed lodged in it.

 He walked towards the pool table and observed the disposition of the balls, trying to decide which ones he could pocket. He couldn’t concentrate though, her words were stuck in his brain.

 ‘What are you waiting for?’

 “Will you just do it already? What’s with you today?”, she grumbled.

 His head turned up towards her. Was she reading his mind?

 “Higgy, will you go on a date with me?”, he blurted so quickly he doubted she would understand his words.

 To his surprise, she agreed with a shrug and a ‘ok’ like he had asked her to go for a run or something equally trivial.

 “I’m asking you on a real date Higgy, not an undercover one.”, he enunciated slowly.

 “I know, I got that the first time.”

 “Oh. And you are okay with that, then?”, he asked.

 “I said I was.”, she said while being the epitome of calm.

 Magnum was beginning to be more and more skeptical about her agreement.

 “Juliet, you know what going on a date with a man entails right?”

 She scoffed.

 “Of course I do! Don’t patronize me, Thomas! We’ll both dress up and go to dinner. You’ll be the perfect gentleman, or your version of being one at least. And at the end of the night, we’ll kiss.”

 Magnum nodded slowly. She seemed informed about the usual expectations during a first date at least.

 “And you would be okay with all of that?”

 “We’ve already done everything but the kiss.  And why wouldn’t I want to kiss you?”

 “Why would you want to kiss me?”

 He put his cue stick on the pool table and crossed his arms on his chest, awaiting her answer.

 “What’s the matter, Magnum? Are you second-guessing your powers of attraction?”, she chuckled, clearly amused by his discomfort, yet still not answering his question.

 “I’m usually not…. With other women, at least. You, on the other hand, never implied that you were attracted to me.”

 “Sorry if I never advertised that fact. Besides, you never asked.”

 “Oh, so I just had to ask if you fancied me?”

 “That’s usually the best way to get an answer, yes.”

 He shook his head, dumbstruck by this conversation.

 “So let me get this straight. We’re both attracted to each other and we’re going on a date where we will kiss.”, he stated matter-of-factly.

 She nodded. “Looks like it.”

 He took back his cue and prepared himself to take a shot, not really believing what just happened between them. Unsurprisingly, he failed to pocket the #6 ball. He yielded her the spot so she could take her turn.

 He didn’t let his eyes wander towards her as she bent over the pool table yet again and the hem of her skirt dangerously rose up to the top of her thighs.

 “Since we already agreed on the kissing part, what’s stopping us from doing it.”, he hesitated a few seconds. “Right now?”

 She pushed her cue stick into the white ball but her aim was way off. Apparently, she wasn’t as serene as she was pretending. Magnum smiled, glad to take a bit of power back.

 She straightened so she could gauge him with her brown eyes, that sometimes carried a greenish hue, and shrugged but Magnum saw her throat work as she swallowed her saliva to mask her nervous state.

 “Nothing, I guess.”

 “Fantastic!”, he beamed as he grabbed her cue stick and all but threw them both on the pool table rug, making them disrupt the arrangement of the remaining balls.

 He wrapped his arm around her waist to pull her to his body before turning them so she was pressed against the wooden edge of the pool table. They were so close their breaths were mingled and Magnum’s heart raced at the thought of taking this next step with her.

 He was acting like the gentleman he was by letting her close the last couple of inches remaining between their faces especially since she seemed a bit apprehensive a few minutes ago. Their eyes met and stayed locked for a long moment, so long that they managed to synchronize their breathing.

 Higgins pushed herself on her toes to slowly join their lips in a chaste yet intense kiss. As soon as they came in contact, Magnum squeezed her tighter against him, not willing to let even air between them. She gripped his shoulders for purchase as the momentum made her upper body recoil slightly when he deepened the kiss.

 She moaned when his tongue slid inside and ran along the roof of her mouth. Magnum was pleasantly surprised as she was particularly responsive to his every touch. Usually, she was so guarded he couldn’t tell what she was thinking but right now, he could feel she was enjoying herself, which in turn made him enjoy himself as well.

 His palms trailed up her ribcage and paused beneath her breasts, not daring to move things forwards without checking for her consent. They eventually broke apart when their lungs started to burn from the oxygen shortage but they didn’t go very far as they pressed their forehead together.

 “Wow, that was a great first date.”, he panted.

 “Nu-uh, Mister, don’t think you’re getting out of the whole dressing up, wining and dining me and walking me back to my door just because we decided to do things backwards.”

 He was about to retort something about her ‘backwards’ comment but she placed her fingers to his lips to prevent him.

 “Spare me the crass joke, please.”

 “You know me too well.”, he mumbled against her skin. “And don’t worry, I can’t wait to go out with you on my arm so I’m not gonna bail on our first real date.”, he added once she dropped her hand.

 He pushed one of her blond curls behind her ear, addressing her a dazzling smile. She responded with one of her own while she ran her fingers in his hair to drag him to her lips for another toe-curling, mind-blowing kiss.

 Magnum was having trouble restraining himself, he wanted her so much, but they hadn’t discussed anything besides kissing and he didn’t want to pressure her or for her to regret anything that might happen between them. Therefore, he broke away from her sinful mouth and braced himself with his hands on the pool table behind her. However, he wasn’t willing to step back from her completely so he hovered near the length of her body leaving her the power of decision about where this was going.

 “Since we already established what we wanted to do on our first date, I thought we could fast forward a couple of dates and maybe, you know… keep going.”, she advanced, adverting her eyes to her hands that were stroking his taught biceps.

 Thomas’ heart skipped a beat at her words and he didn’t wait a second before he holstered her up on the edge of the furniture to step between her spread legs. They were now at eye level.

 “Are you sure, Higgy?”

 She pecked his lips and lingered there before kissing his cheek then the spot behind his ear. He closed his eyes, the sensations already fueling his desire for her.

 « I’m sure, Thomas. », she whispered in his ear. « I want you right here, right now. »

 With that she wrapped her legs around his waist in order to pull him even closer to her. Her skirt was preventing their centers to meet so Thomas slid his palms on the outside of her thighs to push the offending fabric upwards until his hardening member met her hot covered folds.

 They both moaned loudly when he ground his pelvis against hers. She struggled with his t-shirt, trying to lift it up above his head.

 « Thank God you’re wearing a t-shirt. No buttons. », she panted when she finally succeeded in removing it.  

 He chuckled but sobered up when he eyed her top and wondered how to take it off of her.

 « You could have done the same, you know? »

 « Just lift it up. », she instructed hurriedly.

 He grabbed the hem at her waist and divested her of the black, stretchy fabric. He choked slightly when he was met with the sight of her bare chest.

 « You’re not wearing a bra. », he stated the obvious in a high pitch voice.

 « I can’t with this top. », she shrugged.

 He growled as he wrapped his arms around her again and dipped his head to her collarbone first, peppering her soft skin with nips and kisses, then slowly made his way towards her breasts. He was about to close his lips around one of her nipples, encouraged by her scratching nails across his scalp and her breathless pants when he heard a foreign noise, something that didn’t belong in their surroundings. She must have heard it too because he felt her stiffen against him.

 They both opened their eyes and something caught Higgins’ attention behind him.

 « Jin?!? », she screeched.

 If there was something Magnum never wanted to experience again, it was Higgins screaming another man’s name while they were on the verge of being intimate. Especially Jin’s.

 « What the hell are you doing here? », she added.

 Magnum’s blood ran cold at Juliet’s question. He slowly turned around while trying to maintain Higgins’ decency and hide her from Jin’s gaze. She wrapped one arm around his collarbone to keep him in front of her and let her legs dangle from the pool table on each side of his hips.

 Jin was standing near the kitchen bar and was watching them with a smirk. He had the audacity to eat chips directly from the pack which was what Magnum identified as the foreign noise.

 « I knew you were that kind of partners. », Jin chanted, absolutely too pleased with himself.

 « How long have you been watching us like some kind of perv? », he asked instead of commenting.

 « Oh, not very long don’t worry.”, the Asian man answered before pushing a few chips in his mouth.

 The PI wasn’t exactly reassured by this answer.

 “I was looking for the both of you. I was wondering why you weren’t answering my calls but now I know why. »

 « How did you get in here? », Higgins asked and Magnum was asking himself the same question.

 « Oh, you know, I got my own tricks. »

 « Apparently, our security consultant needs to do a better job if your tricks can beat his installation. », she scolded as she wrapped both arms around his neck and glared at him.

 Magnum sighed, he had been in Heaven two minutes earlier and now it was literally Hell.

 « You might want to be careful with that or you might poke someone with it. », Jin smirked as he gestured to his tented shorts.

 Thomas closed his eyes in mortification and groaned, especially when he heard Juliet giggle into his shoulder.

 « Jin, you need to leave, now! », the PI growled, his patience stretched thin.

 “Why, am I keeping you from something?”, Jin chuckled.

 Magnum knew he couldn’t move from his position and risk exposing a half-naked Higgins but fortunately she came to his rescue. She brushed her lips against the shell of his ear before whispering.

 “Let me handle this. Cover your ears.”, she instructed.

 He did what she told him and heard a shrill whistle coming from the majordomo’s lips followed by barking dogs coming closer and closer. Jin’s eyes widened as he panicked at the sound of the Dobermans approaching.

 “You wouldn’t!”, he complained to Higgins.

 “She would, even if you hadn’t interrupted anything.”, Thomas chuckled.

 The lads entered the guesthouse through the open French doors and sat in front of the pool table, awaiting new instructions from their mistress. Juliet pointed towards the Asian man and ordered them to chase him away.

 The dogs obeyed and ran after Jin, who dropped his bag of chips on the floor before scampering away as fast as he could.

 “Next time, make an appointment!”, Magnum yelled at his retreating form.

 When the intruder was gone, Thomas and Juliet laughed, glad to be rid of the interruption. She didn’t waste time before wrapping her legs around his again and littering small kisses on the side of his neck. He closed his eyes, sensing his own private Heaven slowly coming back to him. Her hands trailed down his torso, from his chest to his stomach, before one of them sneaked underneath the elastic waistband of his shorts to stroke his receding erection. He groaned and pushed his hips in synch with her movements.

 “He’s right, you know. You might hurt someone with this.”, she purred in his ear.

 He turned his face to hers in order to brush his lips against hers.

 “Don’t worry, I only use it to give pleasure.”, he smugly advanced.

 She smiled against him.

 “Then what are you waiting for?”

 “For you to let me go because it will work far better if I’m facing you.”

 She tightened her hold with her arms and legs around him.

 « No, you’re going to carry me to your bedroom because I don’t want any other interruption. », she stated.

 « We didn’t even go on a date yet and you’re already showing me your bossy side. », he sighed.

 « You already know my bossy side. Besides, you have no idea what you’re signing for, Thomas Magnum. I have a lot of other flaws stocked away, just for you. », she beamed at him and his chest constricted with affection.

 « I bet I’m gonna love them all anyway. »

 He holstered her up on his back to take her up the stairs in a piggy back ride to continue what they had started before they were rudely interrupted.

[mrslackles]

You need time to think it over?

2𝓍0𝟧 – 𝑅ɪᴏ’𝓈 𝐿ᴏᴏᴋʙᴏᴏᴋ

Guys. There are four Rio scenes in this episode. Four! All with different looks and half of them are NEW! It’s very shocking, I know; I had to go lie down for a while when I realised. So I’ll understand if you need to take a moment before we get into it. Do what you need to do to cope. 

Look #1

Remember when I was complaining that the last episode didn’t give us any proper shots so we could see wtf this man was wearing? This episode said hold my beer.

This is definitely his exact outfit from the 2x04 bathroom scene, right down to the jeans. 

And this time I’m not going to mark him down for originality because 1) I think this time it was actually a deliberate repeat outfit and 2) it seems a bit unfair to mark him down for what he’s wearing in someone else’s imagination, lol. 

Plus, there’s an addition to the outfit! The tyre iron is back and I am greatly pleased by it. 

He’s also wearing his pinkie-finger ring and the leather arm bands. The jeans are a bit tight, but who am I to stand in the way of him showing off his assets? 

I will judge him for the jacket, though, because this is where he starts a fairly upsetting trend for the season of wearing a jacket like a shirt, buttoned all the way to the top. 

One episode he’s wearing a t-shirt in the middle of winter and then in another he’s so cold that his jacket must be done up to his throat. I’m not about it.

I will say that it’s a fairly nice jacket, though. (Although it does have an insane number of shiny buttons.) Plus, not only was it moveable enough for bathroom sex, but it also lends itself well to smashing up a bedroom. And in spite of all that, it still fits him pretty well and is the perfect length. That’s functional fashion right there.

I’ve always really enjoyed him entering here right as Manny’s name pops up on screen, like yes it is I.

There’s also a really funny bend-and-snap moment, but with Rio it’s more like lean-and-smash. 

Look at that lil booty go. 

7/10 -- The outfit, not his ass

Look #2

A new shirt!! Someone (was it you, @riosnecktattoo​?) once said that Rio was lured here under vague pretences and assumed it was a date, and I agree completely, because that shirt is not from his Crime Closet. That is 100% from his normal wardrobe, which sadly means we never see it again, but let’s enjoy it while it’s here, ok?

Not only is this whole look way more casual than his normal getup, but the shirt is also green? We’ve seen more colour in the past few episodes than ever before and it’s frankly dizzying. 

Especially when combined with an open popped collar?! Sir. Have mercy.

It’s difficult to tell whether he’s wearing the entire shirt open or not, though it does seem that way (!!), and there’s a black t-shirt underneath.

It gets even worse: at one point you can see the arm band and the ring at the same time, plus he’s doing a shot, and in combination with this new Look, it’s all a lot to handle.

You know this whole scene he’s just thinking I can’t believe I wore my date shirt for this.

Also, this is how he looks at Annie when she asks how much it would cost to “just smoke” Mary Pat:

Bahahahahaha. She’s lucky, Hoodie Rio would’ve been even sassier.

8.5/10

Look #3

We’re back to the Crime Closet, but I don’t even mind -- it’s no secret that I love this man in a blue shirt. It’s not the perfect 1x02 All Saints one, but it is very well-pressed until he creases it up with his dumb posture.

Even for this show, this scene was inordinately dark, so don’t mind my lightened screenshots so we can view this shirt in all its glory. 

It is actually ridiculous how good he looks in everything blue. 

This is one of my favourite parts of the scene, where he just straight up steals a chair from the people at the next table. What if that person had just gone to the bathroom, Rio?! Where are they supposed to sit when they get back?? Smh. Rude.

Also, he’s wearing his arm bands again but, more importantly, a new pair of shoes!!

I said I wanted evidence of Rich Bitch Rio and this episode really delivered with a fourth pair of shoes. And not only that, but they have white in them?? I’m going to go lie down for another moment. 

8/10

Look #4

Ok, so you know what this means, right? Out of the four outfits in this episode, only one of them was all-black. We’re breaking records here, people.

Sadly, we will never get the iconic grey hoodie from 1x02 back, but apparently Rio did deign to remember that he looks amazing in grey and decided to remind us all, too, by stunting in this look right here.

It’s another All Saints shirt -- not quite as luxurious-seeming as the blue one, but nice nonetheless. Difficult to tell if it’s from his Crime Closet or not since we never see it again, but I’m going to guess that Rio heard filming was happening and immediately put on something extra spiffy and rushed over, knowing this was his opportunity to get discovered. 

He even wears his new pair of shoes, which we get a better look at!

Look at those kicks! And these jeans aren’t as skinny! 

I love this look. It also helps that he is just very giggly in it. 

Rio in grey hits different, don’t @ me.

8.5/10

[crowleyellestair]

Jaskier’s Study of Expression - Valentine’s Special

AN// Happy Valentine’s Day! Here’s a special little thing I did for the occasion.

Slow burn, but fluff and fun.

Masterlist

WIP: Princess Bride AU – Jaskier x Reader

Geralt x Healer Reader Pt. 2

Part 4 of Jaskier x Reader – Adventures in the South

  No woman was ever supposed to be a Witcher. The Trail of Grasses were too vigorous even for trained male bodies. And that’s what she had led them to believe- that she was a young boy. Growing up, and before the trials, no one had questioned why Y/n would ever want to bathe separately or change alone. People had the ability to be introverted through and through. Who was everyone else to judge the boy? Witcher’s are orphans, found across the continent. Of course, some have spawned from the Law of Surprise, but they were Witchers all the same.

Y/n had been the only one in her batch to survive.

It was Vesemir who found out, going into the chamber and checking to see if she had successfully undergone the transformation. He wouldn’t have found out- not for another year at least when puberty struck, but somehow the light gleamed just right. Everyone would admit they had never seen her sleep, but seeing the usually tense and scowling face rest, people could immediately tell. It hadn’t mattered- women have been visitors at Kaer Morhen for seasons at a time, so this couldn’t be any different.

She was a Witcher, and she would be treated as such.

Their thought was correct in finding that nothing was different. Instead of a brother, they had a sister. A sister who was the best at concealing all emotion, though had the gentlest touch. A sister who would help with anything, no questions asked, get the job done perfectly, and still have time to relax over afternoon tea. A sister that had traveled at some point with each of her brothers, trying to set them all up with women from their adventures- though, all the boys would argue that it was for her own amusement, and less for their wellbeing.

Geralt was apart of the last generation; the final undertaking of creating a Witcher. Eskel and Geralt had been borne from the Grass together, sharing a tight bond. Y/n had only five years on Geralt, but she filled a void in him that he didn’t know he was missing. She took him under his wing, void of emotion, but still giving him all the love and support an older sister should.

Because of their bond, Geralt knew Y/n could feel. Ask any other man at Kaer Morhen and they’d tell you she was the reason they all still believed the Trail wiped emotion. Sure, Y/n could flinch, but never a brow. Never the corner of her lips. Lambert used to joke that she had lost the ability to smile from a loss of muscle integrity in her face. All of them had been sitting around the table when the statement was made, Y/n sitting at the end. All eyes had fell on her, and she responded in kind. She gently placed her fork beside her plate, let out a deep breath, and smiled. It was a kind, gentle smile- one you’d only find if you asked a pure hearted soul. They all laughed as it fell, and Lambert was put in his place. But Geralt knew, that despite her exterior, she felt. And she felt hard. Geralt was an anomaly, his emotions still very prevalent in his personality. He would be scolded time and time again by Vesemir growing up, but Y/n had pulled him aside one night, and told him he wasn’t alone.

So, when Y/n knocked on his door that night, he wasn’t completely surprised.

He had been settling down to meditate on the dingey inn floor, but her soft voice calling to let her in stopped him. When the door opened to reveal her to him, a blush was spread over the usual pale cheeks. He wordlessly stepped aside, and she immediately flung onto the bed as a child would. She paused, staring at the ceiling before covering her face in her hands, and expelling a groan.

“I don’t know what to do.” Geralt’s lip tipped up, sitting next to her on the cot. His tone came out playful, but he truly did want to know.

“Jaskier?”

“Yes.” Her answer was one concealed in another groan. He had noticed a while back that the bard had shifted his focus from him to his sister. Geralt and Y/n frequently traveled together, but it wasn’t until Jaskier caught up with him, did he realized the bard and the woman had never met. The two had ‘Geralt cycles’ opposite of the other. It was almost as if fate pushed them together to finally meet when they had.

And when they did, Y/n was floored.

That first night, rather than asking the bard personal questions, she waited till he fell asleep and berated Geralt for answers.

“What has our friend gotten himself into this time?” His amber eyes met her liquid gold ones when she dropped her hands. Geralt crossed his arms over his chest, looking down at her. Though she was upside down to him from her laying position, he could still perfectly see the dramatization that has rubbed off from the bard onto her.

“My heart.” He let out an amused hum, his small smirk becoming a grin.

“Then why aren’t you out there?” She rolled her eyes and sat up.

“It’s not that simple, Geralt. When you’ve lived as long as I have-.”

“You’re five years older-.”

“I can’t just sit there like an obedient pup, taking compliments left and right. What am I supposed to do? I can’t dish them back either- I fear that would make them sound disingenuous.” She cast her gaze downwards, finding that her shoes seemed interesting.

There was a long pause, Y/n finally looking at Geralt again. He too had started to look at her shoes, but when he felt her eyes on him, the only reply he had a small shrug.

“Really?” He met her gaze, and gave an understanding look. He felt bad, as when he first fought with Yennifer, he asked for counseling from her. In fact, after every instance of meeting the sorceress, Geralt had asked for advice from Y/n. He did want to help, but all of the advice he had received from her was on how to deal with already being in love, not how to start a relationship.

“I would only be able to recite your own words on these matters.” Y/n’s shoulders slouched, and she lazily pulled herself from the cot.

“Okay.” She straightened and headed for the door. She stepped out, but popped her head back in to say, “If I die of embarrassment, don’t make a scene.”

 “What rhymes with amber?” Jaskier’s head lolled to the side, almost falling onto her shoulder. They had been somewhat huddled together to keep the bard warm. They had gotten caught in a chilly thunderstorm high in the Kestrel Mountains. They had a job to eradicate the enclave of Harpies that have made nests there. The trio were lucky enough to find a small cave right as the storm had started. Geralt had left the two towards the opening, scouting out some of the tunnels to find any danger.

It had only been a minute until Jaskier started to shiver. She would scold him on not dressing appropriately, but she couldn’t help but love his flashy outfits. Y/n had simply kept her mouth shut as she draped her heavy cape over him as he sat. When it happened, he refused it, saying she too could get cold. Y/n heavily protested, but gave up, settling under the cape next to him.

“Clamber. Geralt does a lot of that, so it would fit nicely, and be accurate.” Jaskier gave a little chuckle that she felt blow against her neck. Controlling her expressions was easier than breathing, but major alarms where going off. She couldn’t think straight be all the internal screaming occurring.

“Who said I was writing about that clot pole?” A laugh came tearing out of her throat that she tried to cover up with a cough. Jaskier simply looked down at his pad of paper and smiled. He knew her reputation for being as ruthless and unbreakable as the worst curses known to man. Jaskier thought he had a lot to do to rework Geralt’s reputation, but practically fainted at the sight of the workload following her.

But he was just as happy to help her. Eager, almost, as it meant he had to be near her to get all the details. While she showed no emotion, she was quite the talker. He appreciated that she would never let a question go unanswered. She would respond to all his quips, jests and remarks, no matter what mood he tried to perceive her to be in. And she did remain impartial to all political affairs, unlike her Witcher brethren, but that led for great discussion.

It was only recently however, that he realized there was only on thing she never responded to, complements. It seemed like her brain would shut down, and awkwardly segway to something else. Jaskier adored those moments, but he just added it to the list of things he already loved about her. She was the definition of perfect in his eyes. Strong, but gentle. Caring, but fierce. Impartial but passionate. Everything he thought the ideal being should be. The price to pay, it seemed, was her expressions. Now, Jaskier loved expressions. On anybody. It doesn’t matter who or why, but he loves to see the what people are feeling.

It was lucky for him that the only way he could see that on her was to flirt.

“I’m serious. Who said I was writing about him?” Y/n didn’t look in his direction, continuing to stare at the patterns on the cave wall.

“I apologize for assuming, then.” He shoved his shoulder against hers in a playful manner.

“Don’t worry about it. It has been the meanest thing you’ve done to me, but since it is the only thing, I’ll let it slide.” She gave a soft nod that Jaskier has come to know means a smile. Most would place a large or bashful grin, but she will give a slow nod in place of that. Curt nods are used for large smiles, usually used in the heat of the action or in place of a laugh. Downcast eyes meant for a frown. Side glances, that he has now become very fond of, signify her embarrassment. He loved seeing her look around for something- anything else to talk about. Her anger was harder to see, but she detested wearing gloves, but like Geralt wore. When she was angry, he could see the whites of her knuckles. Her skin had been so scarred and so taught that the force she needed to make the discoloration prevalent was immense. All of these things have been studied intently by him. He had given up charming others as he was usually too focused on her. He had to analyze all of her to try and break the enigma that was Y/n.

He was head over heels for her, and all of this was trying to calculate if she felt the same. So far, it seemed true.

“Tell me,” he started to inquire. She turned to meet his gaze, there faces centimeters apart. “What’s your favorite colour?” Y/n didn’t hesitate when she responded with,

“Pale blue.” She continued to stare at his irises, the object that convinced her a while ago that their colour outshone all others. When Jaskier blinked, she was brought out of her trance, and her head tilted away slightly, her gaze scanning the wall. The side glance didn’t go unnoticed, in fact flaming his need to continue.

“Hmmm. Could you give me an example? Is it like an afternoon sky or like the sea?”

“I uh-.” She coughed, fully looking away. “I don’t know, I guess. Just blue.” Jaskier had a plan, and since Geralt was gone for the moment, he decided it was a good a time as any.

“Um, Y/n?” He fiend a worried tone Her head whipped back with a stern look. Of course, her version of stern was a ghost of a squint. “Is something wrong?”

“Is there? I’m not aware of anything out of place.” He could feel her hand that rested against his leg shift towards her sword.

“Well, I can see a flush creeping up your neck…” Her squint dropped, and she straightened her posture. He watched as a flush did actually appear. His heart clenched as her cheeks became dusted with a light pink. The contrast of the colour against her skin was beautiful. The only thing, he thought, was a missing glow- all Gods glow.

“All Gods what?” It was Jaskier’s turn to flush as he spoke his thoughts openly on accident. Though, seizing the opportunity, he complied in telling the truth.

“I just thought that you needed a glow, as all Gods glow.” He watched as she side glanced again, but he saw a smile grace her face. He jumped up from under the cape to kneel in front of her. Her expression showed one of pure shock, and her back pushed itself as far as it could into the cave wall.

“Jaskier-.”

“Let me see it again- I couldn’t really see it at all.” It seemed to the bard that he had broken her. Her features morphed into one of great confusion. “That beautiful smile that you failed at hiding. Let me see it.” Her face read shock, and he leaned forward.

Again, his face was centimeters away. His hand rested on top of her bent knee, his body somewhat fitting in between her slightly parted legs. Y/n’s tongue darted out to swipe her bottom lip, and he made it obvious that he followed the movement. His eyes found hers boring into his.

“Tell me,” he started again. “Do you love me as I you?” A bewildered smile spread fast, falling slightly, then continued to spread. Jaskier’s chest felt like a fire was spreading just as fast. As if he had a forest just begging to be ignited. He returned the smile with one of his own. He knew he had his answer. Even if she didn’t verbally reply, he knew. He knew he was the only one, outside of perhaps Geralt, to make her smile.

“Julian Alfred Pankratz, you really did get into my heart.”

[totallypathet]

Episode Four

Okay so first things first, I love a ball. I'm just not that psyched when they do them so early on in the season, because it feels so overwhelming when there's 12 queens doing 3 looks each, there's just sooo much to process! Having said all that, I do absolutely adore the ball challenges because it shows us so much about each queen. It's always interesting watching their creative processes and how they think. My favourites in the ball challenges are the ones who really *KimChi voice* embrace the materials. I just find it so boring when they just sort of glue stuff to corsets and don't really incorporate the materials of the challenge. So having said that, let's get into it!

1. Aiden Zhane

Miss Aiden... after the runways the only thing I had to say about Aiden was "really girl?".

She put so little effort into that third outfit. She put less effort into that that Derrick Berry put into the book ball. It was basic, bitch, don't come at it like "well I have a simple aesthetic" simplicity is not low effort. Simplicity is not basic. Simplicity is Gigi Goode's Lady Baller look. It was simple; but it was perfectly fitted, it was a fully realised concept, the fabric choices were perfect - it's simple, but it's effective, it's beautiful, and it's a story. That fucking corset was terrible, and she should've lipsynced for that alone. Her Lady Baller look was cute, I liked the reference, but I've seen it before. Her Basketball wife was horrific. I own that dress, and it's cheap and tacky. Speaking of cheap and tacky, can we talk about that black wig she wore with her third look?! Like don't get me wrong, I'm so glad that she's wearing a different fucking wig finally, but that wig came straight out of a bag and she put it on her head. It had that awful cheap synthetic shine, and I can't believe noone mentioned it.

She's so unpolished and I feel like she just doesn't even care. Shes like Shangie season 2 except not even 10% as charming or likeable. I am so ready for her to leave, and the fact that she's survived 2 eliminations already is beyond me.

2. Brita

Almost everything I've just written above about Aiden Zhane could also apply to Brita. I really really don't like her attitude. She's coming across so bitter and so cocky at the same time - and what's even worse is that I've seen no talent from her to justify her attitude at all!

This week was not a good week for Brita, and honestly I think she should have gone home. I actually really liked her Lady Baller look, it was a clever concept, it was immediately recognisable and it was styled well. The fact that her other two looks were utterly shocking makes me think that that first look was entirely the work of a designer and she had no input whatsoever. The second look?? Where she was like "oh it's an adaptation of Kim K's Met Gala look??? Delusional. Girl, it looked so fucking cheap, it didn't fit that well, and it was ugly ugly ugly. Kim K would never.

All of that pales in comparison to the third look. What was that? Honestly, what the fuck was that? It was so badly made, it looked ugly, it was unrecogniseable, and it was just a catastrophe. I was humiliated for her when she walked out in it. Her lipsyn also wasn't that good. She should be next to leave after Aiden Zhane.

3. Crystal Methyd

Listen, I love Crystal. What the fuck was she wearing for her Basketball Wife look? Choices. Other than that little blip, Crystal made me so happy this week!! He Lady Baller look was perfect, it was exactly the level of fun and quirky I wanted from Crystal, she totally sold me that 80s bowling fantasy! And then her third look!!!! The Carmen Miranda reference was perfect, that dress fit her impeccably, and it moved beautifully! I think she's going to just go from strength to strength and I am so excited to watch her! I never know what she's going to be wearing when she comes around the corner and I love it. Strong night for Crystal!

4. Gigi Goode

I mean, you handed Gigi Goode a design challenge and expected her not to win??? She sold me every look this week, and I loved it. She gave me 3 distinct and recognisable characters, and her presentation of each one was totally different, that's talent. I don't have all that much to say about Gigi this week, because it was all said on the show. She killed it, I think she's going all the way and I cant wait to see what she pulls out next.

5. Heidi N Closet

LET 👏 HEIDI 👏 KEEP 👏 HER 👏 NAME! I'm still so mad about that and I'm not over it. Heidi had a bit of a slip this week for me. Not nearly enough to deserve being in the bottom (especially not next to Aiden and Brita), but it wasn't a great week for her. Her first look was really ill fitting and unfortunate, but I do respect that she took the golf ball and club out on the runway, props can be unpredictable. The second look was cute, but it was just cute, and her third look... wow. I get what she was going for, that very high fashion androgyny, but...that green and that purple... someone put in that gif of Chrissie Teigen 😬😬. I'm glad this happened when there were enough people for her to fall middle of the pack, because she deserves better than to go home for some shoddy looks. But honestly, I do hate when queens go on this show and say "I don't know how to sew, I've only ever made one garment", you know you're coming on the show!!! Learn some sewing basics!! Make some dresses!! You know there's going to be sewing challenges, prepare yourself!!

6. Jackie Cox

Jackie Cox 😍😍😍 Jackie should absolutely have been top 3 this week!! Every. Single. Look. Was. Stunning. Her references were on point. Her shapes were gorgeous. Her presentations were perfect. Her characters were all recognisably different. But all the looks were recognisably Jackie. Jackie was Robbed. She gave me my whole life this week.

7. Jaida Essence Hall

Jaida was absolutely gorgeous this week! Her face is always stunning, but she brought it with her outfits too! And the third outfit was probably my favourite of the week, she knows her body, she understand her shapes and you know what it was nicely executed. I think Jaida is super solid and I don't think a whole lot in this competition is going to phase her.

8. Jan

Jan was also robbed!! I'm still thinking about her Basketball Wife look, how perfect was that! It was exactly what you would see a Basketball Wife wearing, at a Basketball Game. So on point. And the Janel bag? Iconic.

Her Lady Baller look was absolutely what I wanted from her as well! It was made of footballs! (I refuse to say soccer balls, I'm not American) And then she dribbled a football down the runway! In heels! Stunning.

Her third look was couture, high fashion, and so distinctive from her other 2 looks. Honestly top 3 should have been Jan, Jackie and Gigi. You can't change my mind.

9. Nicky Doll

This was a great week for Nicky! Which, to be fair, was to be expected in a fashion challenge. But she did a fabulous job! I think her Lady Baller was my favourite of all the Lady Baller looks. The makeup was perfect, the wig was stunning - also I challenge anyone to clock Nicky Doll's wigs! It's so strange that out of drag she has dark hair and it looks stunning, but when in drag she's mostly a blonde and it's so perfect on her. The gilet she wore for her second look was stunning, and I loved her styling. That third look?! Iconic. It was like the high fashion baby of Roxxxy Andrews' Sugar Ball look, and Yvie Oddly's Farm to Fashion look. I loved it. I love her. I think she has a really great personality too! I don't get what the judges are saying about her not having any personality. I really hope she pulls it out next week - I already know her runway is going to be perfect!

10. Rock M Sakura

Oh my baby Rock! She didn't deserve to be bottom 2 this week. Everything she did was just a tiny bit off. Her pads were a little weird this week, I'm not sure what happened there, but that did throw me off when she was walking. Her Lady Ballers look was great! I didn't get the judges critiques about it not being enough! If she'd have worn something elaborate on the bottom, they would have said it was too much - which is exactly the critique she got for her third look! I do agree that her second look was a little bit pedestrian. I actually lived her third look though! It was over the top, but that's Rock M's style! And the way she styles it was gorgeous. I liked that it wasn't a complete dress, it looked really sculptural and architectural. The fact that she went home and Aiden Zhane was safe is so beyond me. Robbed. Also she is a better performer than Brita, she just struggled with that dress, which is such a shame. I'm glad they really let us get to know her before she left though, she's not just going to be that "oh yeah her" queen who shows up at the finale.

11. Widow Von Du

I like Widow so much, but I don't know that she's going to go all the way at the moment. I really really really want her to pull it out next week! She was so amazing that first week, and since then she's just sort of coasted for me. Her looks this week were just okay. Her first look was really stunning, but the cheap horse stick prop made it look costumey, which is such a shame. Her second look was pretty, but it swallowed her up a bit, I felt like it was wearing her. Her third look I actually really liked but omg those shoes. What was she thinking. It ruined the whole thing for me. I really want her to succeed and I'm keeping my fingers crossed for her next week!

There is one other thing I'd like to say about this week, which is that the Miss Trunchbull look that walked itself down the runway was incredible. If anyone knows the designer of that look, please let me know, because they deserve recognition for how great that look was.

Edit: @rattlethosestars let me know the designer of the look is Florence D'Lee, who you can follow on instagram here!

Otherwise, that's all for the breakdown this week! I am so looking forward to "Gay's Anatomy" next week, I feel like it could be such a entertaining challenge!

[minah-delacroix]

At any price (part V)

Universe: Dynasty AU

Characters: Minah, Sungjae, Tyler, Tara, Ashleigh, Daniel, Jane, Mark, Jaehyun

Word count: 2 k

Wilde

“Minah,  we’re about to leave, come down now or you will have to drive yourself to your grandparents’” Tara warned from the foyer, where Jane, Jaehyun, Daniel, Tyler, Mark, and herself had been waiting for the Delacroix heiress for what it seemed to be an eternity —though Mark had pointed out it’d only been fifteen minutes.

“For God’s sake, calm down, T. I’m all ready” Minah spoke and all eyes turned to look at the top of the stairs, where she had made her appearance looking like taken straight from a runway, clad in a sexy Elie Saab crop top and short skirt ensemble of glittering burgundy sequins. A Stella McCartney fake fur coat rested on her shoulders and covered her bare arms up to where a pair of satin gloves hid her skin.

Everybody looked pretty much ready for the party, but the moment Minah stepped in, her friends suddenly looked underdressed or paling in comparison. Not even Jane’s see-through dress posed her much competition and even Jaehyun seemed to have sucked in a breath the moment Minah finally made it down the stairs.

“Wow, you look-” Tyler’s mind ran through a litany of adjectives from gorgeous to the cliched stunning, but when he eventually picked one Daniel was speaking for him.

“Overdressed” He deadpanned.

“You’ve never read Wilde, right?” Jane threw a nasty glare at the man and slid a hand in the crook of Jaehyun’s elbow, pulling him forward till she was close enough to wrap her free arm around Minah’s shoulders. “You look amazing, your grandfather is probably gonna pop a vein” She reassured, slightly pushing her friend toward the door.

Laughing, Minah hoped her grandfather would rather ignore her presence. One of the benefits of attending an event in a property bigger than a stadium was that avoiding people was not supposed to be that hard of a task.  

Minah was about to let Jane drag her outside the manor when Tyler cleared his throat. She broke from her friend’s hold and spun to face him, her smile vanishing when she took notice of how handsome he looked. She paused to look at him from head to toe. Tyler wore a black suit with gold details that caught the dim light of the entrance hall and gave him some sort of god-like glow. She had a brief recollection of standing in front of him at the winter ball of Le Rosey when they were teenagers and she had to gulp when she realized the frisson of electricity waving through her did not exist in high school.

“Is there a problem?” Minah asked, not knowing what else she could possibly say. Tyler laughed shaking his head and enjoying the confused expression on her face, he took her hand lightly into his and lead her to the limousine waiting for them.

Tara and Mark followed them, but before walking through the threshold the woman turned around, looking at Daniel inquisitively

“Why are you standing there? Aren’t you coming?”

“What did Wilde say?” He asked, as though Tara wasn’t looking at him with thinly veiled annoyance etched on her face.

“A good friend will always stab you in the front?” Tara offered, her face softening a bit as she spoke.

“No, babe, I think Jane meant, you can never be overdressed or overeducated.” Mark corrected his girlfriend as he slid an arm around her waist.

As Daniel slipped into the car and took the only available seat between Jaehyun and Mark, he thought to himself that Tyler’s little sister and Oscar Wilde were right. Watching Tyler practically wrapped around Minah, acting as though he would’ve kissed the floor she walked on really felt like a stab.

Closing doors

After briefly watching the garden's decoration —including the 25-feet tree that was supposed to be lit up at midnight— and having Tara gush about how the Delacroix Manor could as well fit the description of the fairy palace of some fantastic tale she’d been told as a kid, the group of friends split up in different directions. Tara and Mark met up with some of their college friends and were dragged by a very excited Arabella Black to greet their old classmates. Jane and Jaehyun had been summoned by Jane’s aunt and they were trapped in a business conversation with Minah’s great-aunt Adelaine, and Daniel had bumped into some old flame —or at least that was what Tara said— as soon as they set foot in the patio. That left Minah and Tyler walking into the Delacroix Manor on their own.

The first thing that caught their attention was the large group of children dressed in outfits that resembled terribly the unmistakable Vienna Boys' Choir uniform following a very stressed-looking man that Minah recognized as the bursar of Wiener Sängerknaben through the foyer.

“Don’t tell me, your family-“ Tyler scoffed in disbelief.

“They’re an NPO, they need help with their expenses and my family has the money to waste on ridiculous things like trees and flying a team of fifty people from Austria.” Minah said unapologetically, “Besides-“ She blocked Tyler’s way to stop him from walking further into the house “It sounds hypocritical coming from a man who has his own patissier and eats food engraved with his family’s coat of arms” she teased. “Not to mention the girls who offer to undress him before a bath like servants from the fourteenth century” She added, moving to the side and leading Tyler through the spacious hall where waiters served glasses of port and offered cocktails exclusively created for the occasion.

“For your information, I don’t need to pay anyone to undress me” Tyler replied defensively “And besides, they only offered because I told them you were a princess and they took it literally,” he said cheekily, giving Minah a lopsided smile.

Minah was so entertained that she didn’t notice Sungjae and Ashleigh arrive.  

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It was nearly midnight when Tyler managed to save Minah from a boring conversation with Countess de La Condamine, an avid gossip better known as Radio One France. The middle-aged woman had been passed down a fortune almost as great as the Delacroix’s, but she surely lacked their manners and class, so when Tyler rang Minah from across the room, she sighed relieved to have an excuse to avoid answering questions about who the handsome man with Jane Durand was or why the granddaughter of Madame Amelia Wu was dating the son of Korean immigrants.

“Took you long enough,” Minah said moving through the crowd, her phone still pressed against her ears and her eyebrows raised judgmentally.  

Tyler laughed on the phone “I thought I would let you have some fun before interrupting” he also started working his way through the crowd to meet Minah halfway.

“As much fun as one can get being interrogated by the Gestapo” She scoffed on the other end of the line.

“So, tell me, Miss Delacroix, what’s the best spot to watch the Tree Lighting?”

“Meet me at the staircase, I know the best spot for it”

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“Welcome to my hidden refuge,” Minah said ushering Tyler into a spacious suite on the top floor. The room had a sloping roof and huge floor to ceiling windows that gave views over the extensive gardens of the manor. Though the place was as equally elegant and expensive-looking as the rest of the house, there was a certain relaxed vibe to it. Tyler thought to himself that it had a lot to do with the plush sofas in pastel colors arranged opposite each other in front of the fireplace, where flames flickered. Or maybe it was the Christmas tree decorated with cute animals like owls, deers, and squirrels or the fact the suite smelled like a mixture of pine and lilies that reminded him of Minah’s room in the winter campus of Le Rosey.

“I can’t believe we’ve known each other for so long and this is the first time I’m watching how the Delacroix kick off Christmas season” Tyler commented, admiring the scene through the window.

“Hey, here’s to new traditions” Minah handed him a glass of scotch and held her own glass up high.

“To new traditions” Tyler repeated, toasting with a flourish.

Minah watched delighted how the  Christmas lights were progressively lit up throughout the garden, offering quite a spectacle. Meanwhile, people started to gather around the patio as the Tree Lighting neared.

“This couldn’t get any better,” Tyler said, watching the hundreds of golden lanterns lighting up across the courtyard.

“Oh, no, believe me, it does” Minah pulled open the French doors and lead Tyler to the narrow balcony that reminiscent of the Parisian Haussmann buildings, was decorated with low, wrought-iron railings painted in black. “It’s the best view to the gardens”

“Not to mention I have the prettiest girl in this party beside me” The corners of Tyler’s mouth curled up, making a soft laugh escape from Minah’s lips.

“Oh, shut up”

“Make me” Tyler closed the space between them, enjoying the feel of Minah’s skin as he slid his hands around her waist. She tipped her head in return, showing her neck for Tyler’s lips to attack. The next bit seemed quite inevitable, but then, the distant sound of a giggle and moaning caused Minah to push Tyler so abruptly he nearly fell on his bottom.

Minah mindlessly rushed through the balcony and Tyler’s voice floated behind her as she turned the corner, trying to stop her. Whether he could anticipate the scene that was about to unfold in front of them or not, it was already too late when he caught up with Minah. She’d already caught Sungjae and Ashleigh having sex in what once was supposed to be their secret spot.

“Oh my god, are you kidding me?” Minah’s jaw dropped open “Whatever happened to setting boundaries?” She could only hear the words fell past her lips as though some stranger was speaking for her because her attention was focused on the way Sungjae was still gripping Ashleigh's hips and all of a sudden images from the past four years flashed before her eyes.  His lips pressing into the skin of her neck, lips eagerly making their way down her body, the way he whispered love phrases into her ear. The weight of the memories was enough to make Minah gasp for air, as if some invisible force was preventing her from breathing.

“This is not what it-“ Sungjae began.

“Wait, does this mean you two used to do what we were just doing up here?” Ashleigh questioned, eyes on Sungjae as she tried to hide behind him.

“Every year before the Tree Lighting Ceremony” Minah shook her head “This is my house, I’ve marked my territory all over this roof” She stated shamelessly, although she could barely keep her voice even.

“Is that why you brought him up here?” Sungjae glared at a spot behind Minah, which she assumed was where Tyler stood.

“No!” Minah denied with a scoff.

“Why do you care?” Ashleigh asked covering her scrawny figure with Sungjae’s shirt.

“I don’t” Sungjae replied defensively “It doesn’t mean anything”

At this point, Minah was surprised there was no steam escaping her nostrils. Feeling anger wash over her, she let out a forced, vicious laugh.

“Yes, he is right. It doesn’t mean anything” Minah picked Ashleigh’s polyester top from the floor and something that she recognized as one of Sungjae’s many black blazers “Clearly nothing is sacred anymore”

“Minah-“ Whatever Sungjae was planning to say, he didn’t because Minah turned around and threw their clothes over the railing.

“I should’ve listened to Tara when she told me to close the door on you” Minah inhaled sharply, walked through the balcony’s doors, and shut them close in his face, securing them from inside. As she turned around she could hear Sungjae’s voice calling after her, but surprisingly enough all she could think of was that she needed to find Tyler and head back home.

...

[marculees]

🌼 Tag 🌼

Tagged by @pikachulein to answer ten of her custom questions, thank you 💖 💖

1. What compliment you've received meant the most to you?

I don’t really believe people when they compliment me rip. Only a few months ago, one of my professors told me I wrote at Masters level during a private meeting and it made me smile for three hours straight. I’ve been considering a career in third-level teaching and research and I hadn’t told him this but he started telling me I would be perfect for it and it was really motivating ;-;

2. Would you rather meet your favourite celebrity/group/bias and realize they're not at all how you imagined them to be like (maybe they're not as kind as you thought, for example) or never meeting them in person but it turning out that they're actually the amazing, kind, sweet, generous, etc. person that you thought they were? (I hope that makes sense hhhh I think the ethics of this question are really interesting)

I’d rather not meet them and have them be lovely. I haven’t met them yet anyway and so I wouldn’t lose anything by not meeting them.

3. What's your current favourite song you always use to get hyped up to or a song currently stuck in your head?

Boss Bitch - Doja Cat

4. If you had to write the book of your life, what genre would it be and what would you choose as a title?

I’d write it in the format of diary entries, very much a ‘slice of life’ type, with illustrations and doodles on the pages for metaphor and viewing pleasure. I think the title would be something simple too but with some depth to it, like a significant date in my life; almost like the ‘climax’ of the book, I could work the reader up to that entry and they would know something is coming up but not what 👀

5. Name your top 5 musical artists and your favourite song of each of them?

mxmtoon - Feelings are Fatal

Hozier - Movement

Kim Petras - Personal Hell

Conan Gray - Comfort Crowd

Kodaline - Ready

6. If you were invited to a big humanitarian event and had to give a speech on a topic you'd want to bring about a huge change for the better, what topic would you choose to speak about and voice your opinions/ideas? (Assume public speaking is one of your strongest assets and you'll ace this no matter what)

Okay so this is literally one of my aspirations in life, no joke, I’d love to be able to speak to a crowd and try to inspire and motivate them to achieve great things! I just really want to see people succeed and realise their potential regardless of who they are :( There are so many topics I would like to address but I think I would go for mental health in development. I study international development so I’m very familiar with humanitarian issues but often times, mental health is ignored when looking at healthcare regardless of where you are in the world.

7. What is something (a skill, personality trait, or something appearance related, it can be whatever) you wish you had and/or you really admire in other people?

I really admire team-players in leadership. People who are genuinely concerned for those around them and want them all to succeed together. They don’t leave anyone behind and remind everyone of their strengths and what they contribute to the team and actively push them to succeed. I try to do the same but sometimes I can sometimes be a bit of a pushover and not strict enough, instead just taking on more work myself rather than trusting a team member to do it... group projects, anyone??? :’)

8. What's your favourite anime/show/youtuber (you can answer whichever you got an answer for, it can be all three options of course :D)?

I don’t watch anime anymore but I enjoyed Ouran High a lot!

I’m waiting for the new season of Line of Duty to come out soon, but my guilty pleasure TV show is Bondi Rescue dsjvkdhlvjhfb I’ve also been watching that new show Five Guys A Week with my mum recently and its such good craic omfg 

I tend to flock towards gaming and commentary channels most but Dashie is my fave istg there isn’t a video of his that I don’t wheeze along to 😂

9. In kpop, are you more into vocalists, dancers, rappers, maknaes, leaders, or visuals (or maybe a mix of some/all :'))?

I’ve noticed I like the rappers most!

10. What's your most beautiful/favourite memory?

This is hard...I literally had to answer this question last because I wanted to have a proper think about it. Its been hurting my head for days trying to think tbh and is it bad that I actually can’t pick a particular moment?.I’m genuinely stuck but a recent-ish one I can think of was this time last year when I had to give a presentation in front of my class of 250 people. I was presenting with two groupmates and I remember how hard we practiced and rehearsed for the days coming up to it. We wore coordinating outfits and had our lines memorised and I remember walking up on the stage and immediately feeling ‘powerful’. I don’t usually feel powerful at all but once I started speaking and performing our skit with my groupmates (who were lovely btw it made me really happy seeing the more nervous one do so well!), I seen how the faces of my classmates lit up and it gave me that warmth I had missed for so long. Random people I had never even spoke to before came up and complimented me later and it made me really proud because its what I love to do and it was so lovely knowing they enjoyed it too ;-; The lecturer we had for that class was known for being really intense but she took a shine to me and pulled me aside one of the days to compliment me and then referred to me as “her powerful speaker” in front of the class when we were receiving assignments back weeks later. It was the highlight of my whole semester and second year tbh. I’m really hard on myself but for once, I felt genuinely and I mean TRULY proud of myself and it had been a long ass time since I had felt that way 😭 

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Okay, now I tag @wheezing-pterodactyl @jbemin @jenoscity @starryseung @seventiddies @thegirlthatsdancingintherain @leechan-babyboy @angelwonho for the following questions:

1. What comment appeared on your report card most often as a schoolchild?

2. What’s your guilty pleasure?

3. You find a magic lamp and now a genie is here to grant you three wishes! What are you gonna wish for? (you can’t ask for more wishes though lol)

4. Imagine you have the power to control time. Would you rather pause, rewind or fast-forward?

5. When you shop for clothes, what’s the first thing that catches your eye? (could be the colour, pattern, style, price, fabric, etc.)

6. What’s the strangest dream you have had recently?

7. What is your MBTI type?

8. Do you have any unusual talents or party tricks? If so, what are they?

9. If your life were to be recreated through a form of art, which medium would you choose? (examples: painting, film, book, music, video game, etc.)

10. If you could be any mythical creature or figure, what would you like to be?

[jonlovessansa]

HOW JONSA HAPPENED IN 8X2 WITHOUT US REALIZING IT

EDIT: Clearly the show proved me wrong by ep.4, but i refuse to delete this post because I still think it makes more sense than to believe they didn’t talk before the battle. Also, their consummation before the NK’s attack is one of my old theory from the books, so let’s see if this will turn out to be an Easter Egg… By the way, thank you all for your likes and comments!

So, I finally had a rewatch of episode 2 and I really can’t believe how badly we’ve been tricked... right in front of our own eyes… This is THE Jonsa episode, and they hid it behind the omage to all the characters.

Buckle up now and let’s start from where they left, namely Sansa posing a question:

While the camera closes up to Jon we hear a door opening: it is the link to the next scene with Jorah and Dany, but also, as by now we are all accustomed to, it is symbolic, because the last time we saw a door opening was on that boat.

What is clear here, is that Sansa knows what they’re doing, to Jon’s dismay because I suppose he was sure he was hiding it well… That’s why he swallows, that’s why he looks guilty, almost like a lover caught cheating. So if you think he doesn’t answer her, you are wrong, because the door is open now, and he can’t just close it and pretend nothing happened. 

And I’d go as far as to say that here they’re also acknowledging the tension between them, which they never address but that we’ve been told they have been skirting around since season 7, so they know it’s there: she has teary eyes and is heartbroken, he looks guilty and he's heartbroken too because she is hurt. The door is definitely open.

So, excluding the possibility that he lies to her face since it’d go against what they showed of their relationship in the episode, especially in this scene (if you think he lies when he says SHE’LL BE A GOOD QUEEN, that’s not a lie, and if you listen carefully to Jon’s mind, what he adds is a loud I’LL MAKE CERTAIN OF THAT…), we have only two options:

- he tells her that he’s not in love with D, implying that he’s just sleeping with her and that that has not clouded his judgment;

- he tells her about political Jon.

The opening of ep. 2 gives us the answer:

Sansa is upset for what happened with Jaime of course, but Brienne vouched for him, her own mother had trusted him… Her reaction is mostly of disrespect towards Daenerys, which means that she still doesn’t know the truth and so she is angry both because she’s in love and because she still believes Jon doesn’t think straight. How else could it be? She read this Queen at first glance, why didn’t he do the same? If she is an ally, why did he bend the knee? And if she’s a good queen, why does she acts like… that? 

Since it’s been established that Sansa is clever, and knowing she trusts him and has faith in him, as she confirmed to him, the only reason why she can’t make sense of that, is that her mind is full of love and jealousy and anger and hurt and she can barely contain it in front of her.

And then comes this beautiful played moment between her and Daenerys.

As many of you already discussed, this is when Sansa finally can put two and two together, when finally everything makes sense. And you can see all the emotions displayed on her face: she is happy and relieved because Jon is not in love, he’s not been manipulated, he is the manipulator. But most importantly, she’s proud, which is something we have to take into consideration to understand what’s about to happen, because it means, especially after that impossible level of tension in the office, that now we should expect Sansa to go straight to talk to him: they are too straightforward with each other to avoid confrontation, more than that they need it. And she needs it immediately because of what she feels. And once this truth is out, do you think Jon would be able not to tell her about his real parents? Not a chance! And if the last barrier between them falls, after what we saw in the office scene, what do you think will happen?

And the confrontation does in fact happen, they simply don’t show it to us, preferring toast to them with clues spread all over the episode, following their usual favourite shock value path.

Starting from the war council: if you look attentively, you’ll notice that not once, not even for a tiny beat, Jon and Sansa look at each other. 

In the first episode we’ve been shown this

and this

and this,

nevertheless, not once they look at each other during the entire scene. 

Jon looks at Bran and Arya, Sansa looks at Bran and, completely ignoring Jon next to her, she looks at Arya, but they don’t look at each other and they don’t talk to each other. It makes sense if we assume that Jon, knowing he’s not her brother, the last wall helping him keeping a minimum distance, is embarrassed to look at her. But Sansa? She’s not angry anymore, we saw she’s proud, and she understands now that everything he did is for the North, so why wouldn’t she look at him?

And they are both hiding something: Jon has his gloves on and Sansa has the same posture she had with D, with her arms crossed behind her back. At a certain point Jon even seems to turn to her but immediately stops himself like he is about to do something he shouldn’t do. Why?

 Also, they’re always blocked together, establishing that they are indeed a couple, but while in the Great Hall their chairs were practically glued together, and in the office they end up very close, here there’s always a safe little distance between them.

And then this happens:

This is the most close to “looking at each other” they do, and it’s subtly. Jon’s saying:

”LET’S GET SOME REST.”

Do you see Sansa carefully looking at him out of the corner of her eye? I say that she’s thinking of whatever they are going to do, except rest, in the Lord’s chambers…

Do you think I’m seeing things? Look at the boldness of D&D&co, what they shamelessly show us:

The Bear has entered the Castle! 

This is not the right post to talk about it, but yeah, the bear is Jon.

Now let’s go back to the previous scenes to search for the hints, thanks to the other characters, of what happened after S&D little chat.

THEON AND SANSA REUNION: 

If you think this is framed as romantic you are absolutely right, but it’s not forshadowing a love story between them, this is both a reminder of Castle Black reunion and a preview of what will happen the moment Sansa will be with Jon, far away from our eyes: a new reunion after she found out the truth, and it’s not a case that this hug resembles the one we all remember, with Theon being a stand in for Jon, like many times in the books and the show too.

Actually, Theon has one of the best political Jon forshadowing that we had on screen. Do you remember when he returns home by ship? He has sex with the Captain’s daughter and she falls in love with him. But he’s only using her, he even tells her that she could be pregnant with his child, a king’s bastard son. Then he arrives at Pyke and his sister is waiting for him… 

TORMUND AND JON REUNION:

This is another enactment of Jon and Sansa reunion, from Jon’s pov this time: Tormund, a tall red head, hugs him and calls him LITTLE CROW, and you remember that S&D joked about his short height, right? Then Jon tells him HE THOUGHT HE LOST HIM because the Wall has fallen, or the door has been opened in our case; also, KH is purposefully staring at Tormund’s lips!

But happily reunion apart, there is more: Jon changed his jacket. This happened in episode 1 too, establishing a precedent: after having sex at the Waterfalls, he changes his clothes before going to talk to Sansa. And I think the same thing happened here, only he changed his clothes after talking to Sansa… plus, do you see how ill-fitting and consumed the jacket is?

This is not the only time we see something like this, and there is a reason here too: I believe this is Ned’s (it doesn’t look like the one he wore in ep.1), and probably Sansa gave it to him after he told her about his parents, not to let him forget who made him the man he is or doubt who he is, a Stark.

GREY WORM AND MISSANDEI

There are many gifs with good parallels to Jonsa, plus they had sex for the first time before a battle. Here GW performs his version of Jon’s I’LL PROTECT YOU, just in case we forgot: “My people will protect you”.

ARYA AND GENDRY REUNION:

The parallel between these two couples has been established in the first episode

but here they go even further, because before having sex Gendry reveals to Arya who his real father is. Could it be more obvious?

JAIME KNIGHTING BRIENNE WITH HIS SWORD:

I remember many gifs paralleling them to Jon and Sansa, and they are all valid, but in the books there is an important moment that helps us understand better what we have here: when they were going to King’s Landing they had a sword fight. J cut B with his sword on her “upper thigh” and a “red flower blossomed”. The scene is described with a double meaning, alluding at J breaking her maidenhead with his “sword”.

Jaime using his sword to knight B has a sexual innuendo, and if you have any doubt, you should remember what Tormund says, and the expression on his face: 

“I’M NO KING, BUT IF I WERE, I’D KNIGHT YOU TEN TIMES OVER”

 Well, that’s exactly what King Jon and Sansa are doing right now!

JENNY OF OLDSTONE

I think we all know that this is a reference to Sansa and to what will happen to her and Jon, but let me add something about her leather dragonfly outfit: for those of you who don’t know, in the books Jon’s LONGCLAW has a virgin leather grip (Sansa is still a maid in the books, thanks to God no marriage with Ramsey there) and it is sheathed in leather… I don’t think I need to explain why they chose this particular episode to have Sansa covered in leather.

(gif by @lokispells)

Now, there are some other clues, and there is a big one too, but first I need to tell you other things that I hadn’t planned to and that requires me more time. Is it conclusive enough what I got you here? I hope so...

Thanks for listening.

[ginnyzero]

Completely Harmless Ch. 2

Completely Harmless An SSO SilverGlade Re-imagining Story (Or Fix it Fan Salt fic) By Ginny O.

When Lily and her friends wanted to buy horses and were directed to the Silverglade Manor and its myriad of problems, they didn’t expect to start a revolution. They were just a bunch a stable girls. Completely harmless. Right?

A/N: Things are only canon if I say they’re canon. Pre-Saving the Moorland Stables compliant for the most part. Posted in its entirety on my website. Posted in 2000 to 4000 word bits here. Rated T for Swearing Word Count 177,577

Chapter Two Reeling in the Locals

Grace, Jennifer, and Melody all volunteered to take the new horses back to Moorland. That left Lily, Regina, and Abigail to talk to the three girls at the stable.

“Take the transport back to Moorland,” Lily said as she mounted her horse. She had the map, so, she’d volunteered to go to the Riding Arena.

“Will do boss,” Regina saluted.

Abigail rolled her eyes.

Lily rode off through the arch, Abigail on her heels.

Regina found her target the easiest. “Hallo!” She waved at the girl in a t-shirt wielding a shovel. “You must be Tyra.”

Tyra set her shovel down and leaned on it. “I am,” she said slowly.

“Excellent,” Regina rubbed her hands together.

Tyra eyed her oddly.

Regina stopped pretending she was the bowler hat dude from Meet the Robinsons. “Tyra, my friends and I couldn’t help but notice that you seem a bit understaffed here.”

Tyra groaned. “Oh, yeah, with the Baroness trying to build a real oval track and the GED illegally mind you setting up oil rigs in our paddock, plus it’s the middle of eventing season. Everyone is trying to beat the qualifiers to get to the big competition way up North. So, they’re running around everywhere, demanding their horses, and taking up all the best riding trails.”

“Funny, we aren’t having that problem in Moorland.”

“Moorland is a camp for beginners.” Tyra rolled her eyes. “And, camp, your problem is campers.”

“And Loretta,” Regina said.

Tyra sighed. “And Loretta,” she huffed. “Would you believe that she denied me entry into the Bobcat Girls on the basis that I don’t work for Moorland Stables? I mean, what is her excuse about denying Maya then! Maya works at Moorland. But noo.”

Regina leaned closer. “Well, here is the thing. My friends, we want to start a riding club, but, you know Loretta. She has to be Miss Queen Cat. But we need someone who knows the inside scoop on where we settle. And Judy said this place doesn’t have a club,” she trailed off.

Tyra glanced around. “Sabine wants to start one.”

“Look, if we get to the register and have our names in and our stable tomorrow morning,” Regina said. “Can Sabine get that done that fast?”

“Not if she doesn’t catch wind of it.”

“All we have to do is reserve the stable and put in our names we’re forming a Club. We don’t even have to name it or choose colors yet.” Regina bit her lip.

“Okay, I’m definitely interested. Look, this is a heavy and I mean, heavy, show jumping and dressage stable. Linda is like, a show jumping champion. Jorvik Stables might have had Anne Von Blowhard.”

Regina sputtered. That couldn’t be the girl’s real name.

“But now we have Linda,” Tyra waved her hand. “Our reputation isn’t as good but I know the Baroness wants to change that. She and Herman have a little bet going about this track of hers, something about some old wine bottle in the cellar Herman wants and she won’t give up. He has to earn it.”

“I’ll tell the others. Dressage and show jumping. Though, Lily is on the way to the arena.”

“Then Linn will definitely set her straight. If we can attract some real talent to the stables, like, like Reed Kessler,” Tyra breathed. “Then, well, Loretta’s show jumping chops are over. Though, she is better at dressage.”

“So, I’ll put you down as a yes?” Regina asked.

“Absolutely.”

Regina beamed. “Then, I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”

“Oh, thank god. Because, tomorrow, this place is going to be filthy.”

Regina made a face. Anything to win a gym, er, stable. “Well, what are friends for? Anyways, we’ll need to do a lot of planning and what better way to do that than by mucking out stables.”

Tyra tilted her head. “You aren’t wrong.”

Regina nudged her horse and waved to the girl.

Tyra waved back.

In the first terrace, another overgrown flower garden from the looks of it, overlooking the side of the grape strewn mountain, Abigail found Pauline.

“Hi!” Abigail said. “I’m looking for Pauline.”

“You found her. That’s me. I mean.”

“I’m Abigail,” she said and swung down off the horse. “What are you doing hanging out here?”

“Well, I’ve been chased out of the riding arena and the oval paddock, so my only choice I guess right now if I want any sort of cross country races at the manor is to use the old gardens and the vineyards.” Pauline sighed. “I was trying to figure out a track.”

“Probably would be more helpful if you had more people to work on it,” Abigail said.

“You want to see what I’ve figured out?” Pauline asked.

“Sure,” Abigail said.

Pauline pulled out a homemade map, unfolded it and pointed out the trails she thought might be good. “They aren’t too difficult. I’m simply bored and if I can’t ride my usual places.”

“Will the Baroness get mad?”

“Only if we trample the grapes and we shouldn’t. I made sure of that!” Pauline said.

“They look harder than the Bobcat tracks.”

Pauline scoffed. “Oh, the Bobcats.” Her eyes narrowed. “You must be from the camp. Sorry, should have recognized the outfit Thomas, I mean Mr. Moorland, gives everyone.”

“Do you know a lot about setting up race tracks?”

“Oh yeah, loads. I have books and stuff about the rules and examples of famous ones,” Pauline stopped. “Oh, you probably don’t care,” she mumbled.

“Have you ever thought of being a race master?”

“You mean, of a club?” Pauline blinked. “There’s no club here. There’s no club that wants to be here, outside of Sabine. Have you looked at this place? It’s a dump. I know the Baroness is getting old, but usually she gets things done. I heard her gardener quit or was run off a few years back and she didn’t replace them, the handy man disappeared. Her son isn’t responding to her. Anastasia just doesn’t care.”

“Good grief, that’s awful. Sounds like someone needs to take things in hand.”

“I’ll say,” Pauline shoved her map away. “Carney’s all right and all, but he’s more about soil tests and the grapes’ health. He’s got two left thumbs when it comes to machines and I wouldn’t trust his inventions not to explode.”

Abigail bit her lip. “I like your races, Pauline,” she said. “You know the area and that’s important.” She slapped her forehead. “Oh, right, I almost forgot. My friends and I are putting in the initial paperwork and money to start a club. We don’t want it to be in Moorland. Can’t step on Loretta’s toes.”

“You form a club, you step on her toes. She’ll deny it through her teeth though.”

“Well, you said no one wants to be here other than Sabine.”

“Who is worse than Loretta if you can believe it?”

“And we don’t have a race master. Would you be our race master?”

Pauline’s face lit up. “You mean it?”

“Absolutely.”

Pauline jumped and hugged her. “Oh, that is like, beyond wicked cool. Yes. Yes.” She abruptly let Abigail go. “I mean. I am so sorry. Yes, I’ll be the race master for your club.”

Abigail laughed and hugged Pauline. “The hugging was fine. Okay, I’ll put you down as local terrain and racing conditions expert!”

Pauline grinned. Then she sobered. “But Sabine.”

“Tomorrow morning.”

“Oh, thank goodness,” Pauline wiped a hand across her brow. “Sabine can’t convince anyone to follow her, but we all worry. That is Tyra, Linn, and I.”

“Worry no more. There is going to be a Club at the SEC,” Abigail said firmly.

Pauline looked like she might faint she was so happy. “Can I tell Tyra?”

“Sure, just keep it quiet.”

Pauline looked ready to burst. But, she nodded. With a happy wave at Abigail, she ran off.

That left one person, Linn, at the Riding Arena.

While Regina and Abigail were reeling in their targets like the fine fisherwomen they were, Lily rode around the manor towards the back where the map she had said the riding arena happened to be. To her left was the mountain covered in grapes and to her right she passed an old garden overgrown with grass. It had a path that split off in two directions, one led up over a bridge to a riding paddock, and the other led under the bridge to someplace unknown.

Not having time to explore, Lily rode on, between the side of the mountain and an up jutting rock that had been carved strangely enough in imitation Arch De Triumph and formed a geographically implausible chasm. The path curved and went steeply down. A huge building loomed at the base of the steep cliff.

Looking down, Lily realized the path curved again to make room for the terraced, tree strewn gardens that cut down from the cliff to form more steps. At the base of the cliff was another parade ground, this one more traditional, the patterned stones quartering it off, right in front of a Riding Arena.

It had the same features as the rest of the Manor even though it was cut off from the rest of it by the cliff side hanging gardens. The windows were paned glass. The walls a white stone with corners of a grey stone cut in blocks. It was laid out like any other arena though. As she got to the bottom, she found the doors still open and the lights on inside. Music wafted on the breeze from the river behind the arena. More neglected gardens curved around the side.

The large door had another frieze, more horses. And the airlock like door had fake columns down the side with urns set between them. But they were empty, like all the other urns Lily had seen.

Lily followed the music to the right hand side, set up to be a show jumping course. Some late riders were still going. She nudged her horse over to the girl holding a stop watch.

The girl looked up and smiled at her but didn’t say anything.

Lily waited. It was only polite.

A girl finished, she wore a red show jumping jacket and she looked haughty. Her black hair pulled back into a ponytail.

Linn called out her time, and the girl’s name. Sabine.

Sabine sniffed and urged her horse out at a trot.

Linn made a face at her back. She looked up at Lily and smiled. “May I help you? Are you lost?”

“So, that’s the infamous Sabine,” Lily said.

“Um, yeah,” Linn winced. “I’m not supposed to,” she trailed off.

“Been warned, thus, infamous,” Lily smiled at her.

“Oh phew. I didn’t want to be the one,” Linn shook her head.

“I’m Lily,” Lily stuck out her hand. “I’d get off, but I do need to get back to Moorland.”

“I’m Linn. Do you need directions?”

“Nah. I’ll take the transport. But I do want to keep this quick.”

Linn widened her eyes. She glanced around the arena. “You can have a go if you like.”

Lily patted her horse’s side. “We’ve had a full day of exercise already. Let me get straight to the point. My friends and I want to start a club. We’re going to put in papers tomorrow and want to put in for Silverglade Equestrian Center. However, only if we have a few locals joining us.”

Linn looked around. She put a hand on her chest. “Me?”

“Is Sabine local?”

“No.”

“Has Sabine asked you to join her club?”

“Me, a lowly time keeper?” Linn snorted. “Are you mental?”

“Then, you, unless there’s someone hiding out here invisible.”

“You don’t know me at all.”

“Justin vouches for you.”

“Well, Justin, you know his judge of character isn’t always that great,” Linn snorted.

Lily raised a brow.

“Okay, but, um, you do know that the Baroness has this regulation outfit and gear for any Club that wants to form in her stable. It’s sort of the reason that most of them don’t want to do it once they find out.”

“Is it that bad?”

“No. No. It’s purple and white. She adores purple. It has this cute satin windbreaker and white pleated skirt and even top hats!”

“I’m not seeing a problem.”

“If you’re sure.” She said slowly.

“I’m not seeing a problem with purple,” Lily said.

Linn bit her lip. She pulled out her phone and showed Lily the pictures.

“Still not seeing a problem. Are you in or out?”

“Okay, I’m in. But Tyra and Pauline have to be in too,” Linn blurted.

“We’re talking to them.”

Linn’s eyes widened. “Ohkay, if they are in. I’m in.”

“Right. Let you know first thing tomorrow.” Lily said and held out her hand again.

Linn shook it. “Tomorrow.”

Lily grinned and she left for the transport. It was time to get to Moorland.

FOR THE ACCOMPANYING IMAGES PLEASE DO NOT REMOVE MY WATERMARK AND CONTACT INFORMATION. THANK YOU. I get it. Some of you might get excited and want to see this stuff in the game, especially the clothes, tack, and pets. However, the only way I want to see this in the game is if I get paid for it. If I see it in the game and I’m not paid for it, there will be hell to pay. You think I’m salty. I’d be angry. Personally, I’m not going to send this info to SSO. If you do, leave my contact information there! Don’t give them any excuses to steal.

Now, I’ll know you haven’t read this note if you leave me comments about how ‘salty’ I am about the game and if I hate it so much I should do something else. I am doing something else. It’s called Mystic Riders MMORPG Project. Mystic Riders however is a very baby phase game. You can check out our plans on the game dev blog. (Skills, Factions, Professions, Crafting, Mini-Games, 25+ horse breeds!) If you know anyone who would be interested and has money or contacts about game making, direct them to the blog.

[kariachi]

Okay, The Bentathlon. Because I want Kevin, I’ve had the vid open for like an hour, and damnit I said so. There’s other minor villains in this too, and the Forever Dick, but we all know there’s only one thing that matters.

Bring on my boy!!

~~

“Greeking Out- Voted Best Greek Food In America” A bold claim

Gwen, calling Ben out while having his back and judging him all at the same time. Wonderful. Even if she’s wrong too.

The mascot is Pita Patricia. I know what I’m calling my sister from now on.

Thank you, Patricia.

....this family is spoiled.

“Next stop- Athens.” Or maybe not, that is a big fucking dealie FN has there. Where does he even get his money?

A massive airship appears behind them, looming, and Max admires the paint job. That might actually be worse than Ben asking if it’s Max’s.

“These guys don’t know who they’re messing with!” Cut immediately to the Tennyson, bound up, being shoved into a cell on the other airship. Good job Ben. Also who are those fuckers?

Max asking the important questions, while Ben is just pissed at being torn from gyros. Can’t really blame him.

They put an actual physical lock and chain on the Omnitrix.  Very inelegant. Bet if you’d asked Kevin he’d have put something better together.

“Locked out? How is that possible?” Gwen asks, looking at the actual lock and chain that have been put on the Omnitrix.

You’re a jerk is what you are. Also, wtf, did Kevin design your outfit?

Ben, please stop saying that, it’s clear they do know who they’re messing with and that they’re doing a very good job of it.

Oh look, a coliseum. Where the fuck did you get this audience FN? Actually ya know what, until proven otherwise I’m going to assume you just filled seats with your waifu pillow collection.

You guys again? Are there no other sports broadcasters on the planet?

The ‘honor’. Oh please.

“You may release the priso- errr.. gladiator.” heh

At least they unbound your watch, Ben.

Confirmation, nobody is there of their own free will. Not even the waifu pillows.

Nope, not waifu pillows, all robots all the time. Not surprised.

Damn, just straight holding the family hostage

Oh gods, fight the people Ben! Win! Save Gwen from being stuck listening to Max rant about meat!

Oh look, Kyle’s back. Hi Kyle.

The Forever Nerd gave Kyle new armor.

And Humongasaur sends Kyle flying straight off. The fact he bothered to get back up...

Jet boots? Really FN?

Fucking Team Rocketed Kyle.

These robots just are not on Ben’s side.

Also hello Queen Bee. Bee-n a while.

And Diamondhead takes her out quick.

‘Tri-chef-ta?’ Really?

Beats them handily too.

Oh look, the Roadhogs too. Hi guys. Could you direct me to the nearest Kevin, pls? I’m sure you’ve met, you have machinery and he’s a nerd.

They threw Kyle in with the Tennysons. Which is especially rude because he was promised a VIP lounge and frittatas.

And Gwen recognizes Kyle.

Turns out Ben has a lot of enemies the FN can lure in. Which is weird because didn’t he and the Roadhogs end on a good note? Like, he was one of them by the end of that one.

And lo, there go the Roadhogs.

Even the FN correcting Ben’s pronunciation of ‘gyros’.

“Those were merely the opening act. Now it’s time for the headliner.” I’m so proud. A headliner.

“I present to you, the main event- he’s the dude with the ‘tude-” “Kevin.” The way Ben rolls his eyes, like ‘I should’ve fucking known. Of course. Who else would be waiting with bated breath to fight me in an arena?’

The ‘tween tornado’? Really? Ben looking just as tired as I am. Already wishing this shit was done.

Kevin is relishing in positive attention and Ben is just, done with knowing this dramatic little asshole.

“I can’t believe you’re still working for this brainless twit!” You and me both, Benny-boy.

And Kevin’s not even justifying it with a response, just straight down to ‘I will prove I’m better than you’ business. You are not helping my theories regarding your insecurity, darling.

“He’s only using you!” “Nobody tells me what to do, especially not you.” My son...

He’s just not happy. Why are you not happy, sweetie, what’s going on? Am I gonna get halfway through season 4 and go ‘oh, this is probably the episode before Bentathlon’?

And there goes Kyle, out for saving his own ass. But at least the Tennysons are free.

Ben, he already hates you, don’t taunt him.

Okay, I need to check Four By Four, I really need to work on episode ordering...

Ben just got pelted by a robot with a can of oil for daring to beat a retreat.

FN calling Ben out of avoiding fighting Kev head to head. Ben standing his ground, he’s fucking done with this bullshit, he’ll dodge Kevin all year if he wants to.

Congrats FN, $50 says Kev’s gonna be pissed you interfered with his fight.

Ooo, and Kevin stops both the sawblade chasing Ben and the Laser tower shooting at both of them in one move, causing the ceiling to fall in on itself, which Ben then saves him from! A scene!

“Why do you always have to be the hero?” “Why do you always have to be the grouch?” Well ya know, he wore a Grinch costume for halloween one year and just, realized his calling. Also these lines take place directly after Ben saves Kevin so I am eyeing them.

Ben offers Kevin a hand up, which Kevin smacks aside. We’re all shocked, I’m sure.

“I don’t need your help!” Kevin what is wrong in your life?! What did Ben do to upset you so?! What is the history here, child!?!

Oh gods and after that still when Max and Gwen show up with the Omnichopper to save the day Ben calls for Kevin to come with them. Be still my fucking heart! Forget the Gwevin fans, where are the Bevin fans for this?! Why has fanfic not been written from this and Four By Four?

And Kevin looks between Ben, and the Forever Nerd (who can fuck right off with that impatient bullshit), and-

“Get out while you can, loser.” These boys!!! These fucking children!! My son!!!!

The Forever Nerd is visibly displeased. Does this deter my son? No. He walks right up into his little box seat, crosses his arms, leans on the railing, and calls him out on nearly frying him. I love this child.

“Don’t be such a child, you can’t break an omelette without breaking a few eggs. And next time, don’t pull your punches.” 1) I’m gonna kill this man my own damn self. 2) ‘pull your punches’ hm... 3) Kevin in no way looks surprised (which, given in Buggy Out the FN tried to kill him I’m not surprised either) or disappointed. He keeps his eyebrow raised for most of it, curious and challenging, and then just... I really can’t describe the look. Neutral displeasure? It... there’s a untagged spoiler screenshot in the Kevin Levin tag, single image, seemingly pre-Omnitrix, and his expression here looks like a more ‘mature’ version of the one he has in that. Displeased and used to it? I don’t know. Words. Just know it’s there. And then he looks away right at the end.

11/11 I almost marked it down for lack of Kevin, but what we got was just, so quality.

[gunterfan1992]

Bubblegum and Marceline in the “Come Along with Me” Intro?

As many of you know, I’m now a firm believer that Marceline and Princess Bubblegum are alive in the Ooo 1000+ world. (You can read my elaborate explanations here.)

However, over the last few days, I’ve become interested in the idea that not only are they alive, but that they are actually in the finale’s intro. Let’s take a look...

If you freeze the intro at about 0:02, you’ll see a humanoid wearing a parka staring through what looks like a collapsible telescope. There are several things interesting about this shot.

First, the critter that the person is riding on is the duck-rock that appeared for the first (and last) time in season one’s “Evicted!” You know who else first appeared in that episode? Marceline. It is extremely odd that this minor, minor character makes a call-back in the finale’s intro of all things, especially considering that with only a few exceptions (e.g. Gibbon, the two-headed duck), none of the other creatures showcased here were featured in the original series timeline. What is more, when the duck-rock first appears in “Evicted!” it’s in during montage that plays over the “House Hunting Song” (the tune that notably features the chorus, “Oh Marceline!/Why are you so mean?”). Now, what’s important to note is that when the duck-rock is on screen, its during a very particular portion of the song that goes as such:

You know you should have stayed And fought that sexy vampire lady. But Jake was feeling terrified, He was super scared of her vampire bite. Which is understandable 'Cuz vampires are really powerful. They're unreasonable And burnt out on dealing with mortals. [emphasis added]

Why does this matter? Because it’s the portion of the song that transitions from the first half of the track (focusing entirely on Finn and Jake trying to find a new house, with nary a mention of Marceline), to the second half, which focuses almost entirely on Marceline. This fact, given the above, suggests that the duck-rock’s inclusion was intended to cause the viewer to think of the last time that they saw the critter, and in doing so think of Marceline.

Second, if you freeze the intro at about 0:025 (seriously, you have to be quick), you’ll see that the telescope the person is using is engraved with two letters: an “M” on top of an “A”. I’ve seen a few people online argue that this is an inverted version of Adam Muto’s signature (e.g.), but that seems like a rather nonsensical thing to put in a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it shot (why would he have inverted the letters?), especially when you consider a) Steve Wolfhard, not Muto, boarded the intro, b) just how many lore-based easter eggs are crammed into this intro, and c) Adam doesn’t like it when people put him in the show. No, I think the letters must have a deeper meaning (UPDATE, see footnote 1). Now, who do we happen to know who could conceivably be around in this world and whose initials are “M” and “A”? That’s right, the immortal Marceline Abadeer (in fact, I can’t seem to find any other character with those initials) (2):

(Marceline marking her property with initials is not out of character—in fact, it is exactly how Marceline marked her territory in “Evicted!”, although “Evicted!” featured only the M. This is almost certainly due to the episode airing before Marceline’s last name was even considered. Still, the fact that we’re getting what seems to be a second allusion to “Evicted!” is telling.)

Notice also that the person is covered from head to toe by a baggy coat, snow pants, and mittens. As Reddit user thadwdavis notes, “This person is fully covered which, if I remember correctly, has only been true of two characters: Gunter when Orgalorg was leaking out, and Marceline in the sun.” The character, indeed, is out in the daylight, and the sun in frozen regions can be brutal to humans (and thus vampires). Also, the person is wearing bright red boots, which—not to play too much into sexist stereotypes—definitely look feminine, given that they have pronounced heals. You know who else loves to wear vibrant, red lady boots with distinct heals in many of her episodes including her debut episode? That’s right—Marceline (3). Finally, I think it’s important to note that this individual resembles a human; the Ooo 1000+ world seems to be populated with decidedly un-humanoid individuals (e.g. the pups, Shermy, Beth); in fact, if you watch the intro, you won’t see anyone else who even vaguely resembles the duck-rock rider. The same is true for “Graybles 1000+” and “Lemonhope II”. Of course, this is not the most convincing piece of evidence, but I’d argue it’s just one more clue that this is Marceline.

Now let’s talk about Bubblegum. Her appearance is intertwined with the presence of the elementals in the intro. If you pause the intro at 0:00, you can see Patience St. Pim’s ice sphere that she froze herself in at the conclusion of Elements, meaning she is (likely) still in ice-stasis:

A few seconds later, just before we enter into Shermy and Beth’s cave, you can clearly see what the new flame elemental firing a tank round at the new slime elemental, the latter of whom is holed up in the ground:

You know which elemental seems to be missing? Candy.

Or wait? Is it? Check out this frame, around the 0:01 mark (immediately after St-Pim’s sphere):

Pink hands! As Uncivilized Elk points out in his dissection of the intro, “Pink in Adventure Time should of course make one think of gum.” While he postulates that the individual might be Aunt Lolly, I would wager that this is Princess Bubblegum. On Tumblr, Wolfhard explicitly stated that all the elementals are in the intro. Given the obviousness of Fire, Slime, and Ice, the fact that the candy elemental is for the most part hidden suggests that it is Bubblegum. How so? Well, if that wasn’t Bubblegum in the prison, Wolfhard would have likely redesigned the elemental to keep us in the loop, like he did with the others.

It’s also thematically fitting that in the future, when the Ice Thing has gone banana-nuts (presumably after all his loved ones, e.g. Turtle Princess, have died or moved on), that Bubblegum might have been kidnapped by the flying menace, just like Ice King used to do. Everything stays, amirite?

If that’s the case, then is that mysterious figure on the duck-rock actually Marceline trudging through the Ice Thingdom, searching for Bonnie? That would explain why she is in the Ice Thingdom with the telescope; she is literally surveying the land, trying to find her boo. If this is true, it’s kind of a bummer that this is the last we see of them. But as Reddit user JohnEnderle puts it, “[It’s evidence that] they're probably still in love and still having adventures a thousand years later.”

That makes me smile!

Footnotes

(1) This is further supported by the fact that the only text snippets appearing in the intro are these two letters, the letter “G” emblazoned on Gibbon’s Pup Kingdom, the strange tombstone/statue marker reading Fin[n?] ... Jer[maine?]”, and PB’s “World’s Greatest Uncle” mug. These all have pretty clear meanings: "M.A.” must mean something, too. UPDATE: Steve Wolfhard posted a pic of “Pawn Swan”, who has the same symbol as a tattoo! While this might be evidence against the idea that these are Marceline’s initials (awww), it still doesn’t really explain what the heck they mean. Maybe Pawn Swan really digs the Scream Queens?

(2) Some people have noted that a very similar symbol appears at about 1:10 during the “Come Along with Me” montage (video here). This is true, although the symbols are noticeably different: that rune, seen on the upper-right, is upside down, its bar is bent (not straight), and it has a dot underneath it. It is also a bit wider (comparison). Are they connected? While it is possible, I should note that intro has a lot of blink-and-you’ll-miss-it moments that directly hint at the show’s lore. Given this, as well as the fact that the two symbols are not identical, I’m more inclined to believe that we should take what we find in this intro at face value. My two cents.

(3) The figure’s outfit is also somewhat similar to what Marceline wore in “Everything Stays”, during the scene in which Simon leaves her. It is not identical, though. Also, I swear I remember her wearing mittens at some point in the past, but I can’t seem to verify this mental image.

[mycandyloveandeldarya]

Eldarya - Episode 8 Guide

Maana spend: 1500-2000 Illustrations: 4

NOTE! When I write that a character can be found at a certain location this is not always accurate so keep that in mind!

NOTE! Which boy you play this episode with is determined by the Crush option! So make sure to put the crush on your favorite boy or else the game will choose randomly

1: Go to Miiko

Go to Crystal Room

2: Get a check up

Go to Infirmary

Ewelein

Emotionally speaking, how are you?

Well, now that you mention it… I feel very miserable (/) 

I’m doing just fine, I promise! (-5) 

… (I don’t know if I can confide in her) (+5)

Elliot, the little Kappa you hurt last time?

Yes, that’s him. Is that important information? (/)

He hurt himself falling! (-5) 

I didn’t physically hurt him… (/) 

It’s quite unlikely…. Seeing what happened to you. I swear on my life that you do not have any mermaid origins

I’m a bit disappointed… Even after all that, I liked being a mermaid (+5)

Thank goodness, I really didn’t like being a mermaid (/) 

If I’m not a mermaid, maybe I’m an elf like you? (-5) 

3:  Find Kero and Ykhar to give your report

Meet Nevra (Guard Corridor)

Nevra

My reputation took a hit because of you

Oh poor thing… (/) (Dialogue 2) 

I… I’m sorry… (/) 

Karma! (-5) 

Dialogue 2

It’s true, they are all mean…

Do you want a hug? (+5) 

Come off it! (-5)

I feel sorry for you… (/) 

Meet Ezarel (simple corridor)

Ezarel

I’m sure of it!

You really are just a big kid (/) 

I mean, who knows? Maybe I would have believed you (/) 

You must be so frustrated right now (/) 

Meet Chrome (Library). Meet Valkyon (Cherry Tree)

Valkyon

…It’s not easy to talk to you (-5) 

…It’s hard for me to talk to you (/) 

…I don’t really know how to express myself (/) 

I’m not a very interesting person

Well, I think you are (+5) 

That’s for me to judge (/)

That’s true, but I could always be wrong (-5) 

Meet Leiftan (Market Square)

Leiftan

Are you dreading it?

A little yes… (/) 

No, not really… (+5) 

I don’t really know what to think. (-5) 

You may meet Mery (burrow)

Mery

That’s right, you’re a big boy (/)

No Mery, you are still a child (-5)

(Hmm... Children, what a wound) (/)

Find Ykhar and Kero (Refuge of El)

Kero

Alright, Ykhar, Guardienne, it’s not like anyone died or anything

Yes, but I lost so much time because of her (-5 with Kero and -15 Ykhar)  

Yes, I lost time, but I’m not going to have a cow (/) 

Yes, well now you’ll know for next time (+5 with Ykhar)

Do mission report. It will affect LOM with Chrome

(+15) with Chrome: 1A 2A 3C 4B 5B 6A

(+5) with Chrome: 1C 2B 3A 4A 5C 6A

(/) with Chrome: 1A 2B 3A 4C 5B 6B

(-5) with Chrome: 1B 2C 3C 4A 5A 6C

4: Go to Dining Hall

Go to Dining Hall

Ykhar

That’s all you do!

Hey! That’s not true! (+10)

Whatever! (/) 

At the same time, when you’re welcomed by a hysterical person who throws you into a prison… (/) 

5: Go back to your room

Go to Your Room

6: Give back Ykhar’s book

Go to Library

Ykhar

What did you think?

Well, I loved it! (+10) 

I’m not really a fan of that kind of novel… (/) (Dialogue 2) 

I hated it (-5) 

Dialogue 2

What other “genres” do you like?

Historical Fiction (/)

Detective novels. (+5) 

Love stories… (/) 

7: Go back to see the brownie again

Go to Library

8: Ask Miiko’s permission to go on the mission

Go to Crystal Room

9: Go to the beach to leave the Kappa’s message

Go to Market Square

Nevra

You should have come to mine, we’d have found ways to keep busy…

Nevra… You promised me you’d quit it with that kind of comment (/) 

And we’d have done what? Play cards, perhaps? (/) 

How many girls have there been before me? (+5)

There’s a possibility that might be it…

Awesome, now you’ll finally leave me alone! (-5) 

Wh… What? Really? (+5)

What’s her name? (/) 

Judging by the weather, I don’t understand why you wore that.

Oh, out of habit I guess! (/) 

It went with the rest of my outfit… (+5)  

Why did you wear that scarf? (/) 

Ezarel

Yes. I think you could trust me more (-5)

No, of course not... (/)

Why not after all? (+5)

And

We will remain in complete silence until we reach our destination (/) (Dialogue 2)

I who hoped that you would entertain me... (-5)

You really do not make any effort! (/)

Dialogue 2

I feel it rather serious (/)

I feel it rather thin (-5)

I see her... I did not say anything. She is nasal (+5)

And

Yes that’s what I planned to do (/)

I prefer to keep it, I do not want to catch a cold snap (+5)

I hesitate... (/)

Valkyon

Really?

She told me I wasn’t in good enough shape for it (/)

I don’t think she trusts me enough to give it to me (-5)

She gave me a different mission… (+5)

Not at all. Mine were pretty “insignificant” too

That’s surprising (+5)

That’s stupid (-5)

That’s a shame (/) 

I like being hot

You like the heat? (+5)

I prefer the cold… (/) 

Me too, but in moderation! (-5)

Go to Isolated Beach

10: Now that the message is in the water, go look for Kero

Go back to Hall of Doors

11: When you finish giving your report, find Nevra/Ezarel/Valkyon in the Dining Hall

Go to Library

The right option to click on the screen is the quiver in the middle

Choice

(Talk about fear of water) (/)

(Do not talk about fear of water) (/)

12: Go to the Pantry

Go to Pantry

13: Find all of the ingredients in the Pantry, then go to the kitchen to make something to eat

Find potatoes (click on the screen on the sack on the bottom left)

Find mince (click on the screen on the hive-looking display on the middle left)

14: Go back to the dining hall

Go to Dining Hall

Find condiments (click on the screen on the table on the bottom left)

Go to Kitchen

Nevra

I think I’d go for “uptight”

Yeah, well you guys are gonna have to learn to let go a little (+5)

Yeah, well it’s starting to bug me! (-5)

Yeah, well I’ll admit I’m uptight too (/) 

And

Rare? (-5) 

Well done? (/)

Blue? (+5)

Ezarel

Yeah well we’ll have to think about relaxing a bit (-5)

Yeah, well, it's getting heavy! (/)

Yeah, well I'll admit that I too am "tense" (+5)

And

I'll make you a real pasta dish next time (/)

You do not deserve me to cook for you (/)

You despair me ... (/)

Valkyon

Many of our members are on edge because of our situation

Yeah, it would be nice to be less nervy (/) 

Yeah, and I guess it’s gonna start to get on my nerves (+5)

Yeah, I’m annoyed too and I don’t play the diva every second (-5)

He makes this soup of dried meat and succulent groat

I can’t wait to try it, since you say it’s so good (+5)

I’m not really sure I want to try this soup…  (/)

I’ve never had any groat… (/) 

15: Bring a piece of the dish to Karuto and the others…

Find Karuto (Kitchen), find Jamon (Pantry), find Miiko (Crystal Room)

16: Take some time for yourself and go walk around the gardens

Meet the two boys who you didn’t share the meal with. It is possible you have already had these conversations earlier in the day

Meet Valkyon (Cherry Tree), Meet Ezarel (Garden of Music), Meet Nevra (Alley Arches)

Ezarel

What’s it like then?

I think it’s pretty deep (/) 

I think it’s pretty high (-5) 

I think it’s… I take it back. It’s nasal (+5) 

Valkyon

Not at all. They were “insignificant” too

That’s surprising (+5) 

That’s stupid (-5) 

That’s a shame (/)

Nevra

Awesome, now you’ll finally leave me alone! (-5)  

Wh… What? Really? (+5) (Dialogue 2) 

What’s her name? (/) 

Dialogue 2

You’re not bad looking (/)

Maybe…  (+5)

Go to Central Pavillion

17: Go see Miiko to explain about Chrome

Go to Crystal Room

Miiko

I don’t have time for this, excuse me

(I stamped my foot and raised my voice to make her listen to me) (+5) 

Miiko, please listen to me! (/) 

Leiftan… (I hope he can make her listen to reason) (-5) 

18: Find yellow grains

Go to Pantry

Click on the screen on the bottom shelf in the middle right

Choice

(Make salted popcorn) (+10 with Miiko)

(Make sugary popcorn) (/)

(Make caramel popcorn) (/)

19: Prepare the seasoning, then make the pop-corn

Go to Dining Hall

Click on the screen on condiments (on the same table as last time)

20: Bring the pop-corn to Miiko and… Fingers crossed!

Go to Crystal Room

Miiko

He’s already had several

Not enough (+5) 

He’s young…  (-5) 

Please (/) 

21: Go back to your room now that you don’t have anything to do

Choice

(Leave without delay) (/)

(Prepare to leave) (/) Towards illustration with Masked Man

22: Find the Masked Man

Go to Cherry Tree

Masked Man

… (/) Towards illustration with Masked Man

Why did you lure me here? (/)

And

Don’t touch me! [V]

What are you doing…? Illustration with Masked Man

23: Even if it’s late, go to the Hall of the Guards to talk to Miiko

Go to Hall of Guards

24: Go to the Crystal Room

Go to Crystal Room

Miiko

(Jump straight into it) (/) 

(Hesitate a little) (/) 

And

(I’m about to explode with anger. Seriously, I’ve had enough of this. That’s it, I’m not welcome here, so I’m leaving) (/) 

(I’m about to explode with anger…but I should stay calm. Running away would solve nothing) (/) 

[atpeacewithme-blog1]

*November 28th, 2016

Hey. It’s been a while. Give me a minute to catch up and read what I told you last. Okay wow. Well where to start. lets see…… Well Beauty and the Beast went… well. it was odd. Two nights before opening night a mom/co-director yelled at the director in from of the whole cast and took her children out of the show. one of them was a lead role. we has to switch around role but we made it work. opening night was great but then Frank (The Beast) got horribly sick and couldn’t come in for the next show so our Gaston (Justin) stepped in as Beast, our feather duster (Pearl) stepped in as Gaston, and a tech girl stepped in as feather duster. It was rough but we made it work, that was closing night. I was in a small ensamble concert with a couple friends June 9th 2016. We sang a choral piece we did last year called can’t think of a fake song name so I am putting nothing lol. It is such a beautiful piece. I went to a shrink for the first time and got medication for my Bipolar Depression. I joined band CLASS for senior year playing Mellophone and that is exciting. I started practicing in May during my lunch and then went to all the summer lessons even though I didn’t really need to because they were doing music I wouldn’t have to do but I eventually to tested on that so I am glad I went to those. I got my senior pictures taken July 11th 2016 and most of them turned out horrible but I really wish we can still order them because come on they are my senior pictures. John took me to a fair July 13th for my birthday and I did some stuff for the first time. JULY 15TH 2016!!!! I took my drivers test and passed, went home to make sure we had everything for the dmv, went to the dmv, didn’t have everything we needed, went home to get my social #, went to dmv, went home because we didn’t have the little blue card, went to dmv, FINALLY got my license. I wore a really cute outfit that day with a cute skirt. a guy commented on my skirt as i was coming out of my car going to the fun group I am in bus for a weekend thing. It was fun, scary because one of the 2 girls (Cerena/Kirsten) were there, but fun. GOT MY CAR JULY 21ST 2016!!!! Here I said what kind of car I have. HER NAME IS GEM!!!I went to a week long trip with that same group and that was also VERY scary because both of those girls were there. some stuff did happen towards the end with them but it didn’t really matter because I did have a fun time. Sport I am in camp was too hot. we had people passing out left and right. the last day we had to take our water breaks inside because it was so bad. I could really feel a difference in myself because of the medicine that I was taking for my depression and that is great. I got out of bed more and hung out with friends and my boyfriend!!! the rest of the summer was pretty fun :) *Rrrrrriiiiiinnnngggg* now time to talk about the beginning of SENIOR YEAR. pf course my schedule was messed up it always is so lets forget about the first few days. I started off perfectly. doing ALL of my work and having an A+ in every class. on September 10th my school had there first football game and my dad let me go out with John afterwards. we parked across from the new pier in my town because the water was nice and I didn’t get home until sometime after 12 because…..well…. lets just say I did something else I never did before. ooh Marie invited me over for Rosh Hashanah and I felt so honored haha. I tell Marie every single little detail that goes on between me and John and she did the same thing to me about her and her boyfriend.Sep. 24th the sport I am in went to their first competition of the season and we won 1st place :) Since I am captain I accept the award with the “co- captains” (they are not really co-captains but idk what else to call them without giving it away. oh well.) and do the salute with them and that was so cool and fun. here lets see if I can write the salute down, this will be difficult. (1-2-3-4-1-2-step-forward-fist and arm point to sky- fist and arm point forward- armdown-look up-arm up and point like pointing to stars and drop it to the right for 5-6-7- look straight ahead- arms sharp low V- right hand salute left hand on hip, 1-2-3-4-right hand fist- arms in fists by my sides) Oct. 8th was our second competition and we got second BUT we went up 4 points, which is a huge jump!! Oct. 14th was Senior night and I felt beautiful out on that field, and yes I did ALMOST cry. Homecoming was nice, I went with Marie’s little brother and I felt beautiful again. The sport rally thing was soo much fun!!!! Oct. 23 was our next compitition because the one on the 22nd got rained out and we got i think it was 5th. we went up maybe half a point. Oct. 29th was John’s 20th birthday. I got him a picture frame with a collage of 3 photos of us. when he opened it he hid behind my shoulder and started to cry. I didn’t know what to do. I asked if he liked it and he said yes thank you so much I love it. I thought that he couldn’t be crying just because of my gift what was going on and all he said was “sorry, it;s just, my birthday is always very stressful.” I still don’t know what happened that day. but I had a great time with him and I hope he also had a great birthday. Oct. 30th was trick or treat and this was the first year i WASNT going door to door. instead I was at my friend Hunter’s house doing his haunted trail. I was the first person the the people walking through would see, I was in the asylum. sadly an hour in it started to thunderstorm. my friends were next in line to walkthrough.I was so upset because I was having an awesome time. Oct. 31st I dressed up as a Disney villain for school and that night was the halloween Parade and since I am the only sport captain I get to walk in the front all by myself!!!. I messed up a couple of times but that is because I was so nervous that I would mess up and the girls behind me would make fun of me.. which I think they did. anyway that night was still fun. My school’s first time going to a big sport’s competition was Nov. 5th and it was a long bus ride and we had to be there at like 4am.  sadly we took 6th out of 8th but we moved up a little more than a point which is the good thing. I was behind on a lot of history work because everytime I had a college visit or a guidance appointment it was during third period. luckily I have a teacher who is still letting me make up all the work im missing. Nov 5-13th we had off for a teachers convention (this is including the weekends btw) and this whole week we were in PA and I looked and my 2 top colleges Seton Hill <3 and West Chester. they were both so beautiful. both so very different. but both so beautiful. Seton Hill is still my top school. Nothing else really has happened since then. I finished my first draft of my college essay today, yesterday I applied for the community college near me, and started on the applications to the other schools I want to apply to. hopefully Ill apply soon. Tomorrow (later today(it is 3am)) starts a few new clubs I joined so I am excited for that, and I believe this year’s musical’s info is coming out either tomorrow (later today) or tuesday (tomrrow). being sport captain is so so so so much fun but very stressful because I know the 4 years do not like having a 3 year tell them what to do. I hear the whispers I am not dumb. but i am putting on my brave face and ignoring it because that is what I have to do. oh and one last thing. Justin is like in love with me and keeps flirting with me. I told him to stop many times and then he does, but then starts up again, the last time he did it was very recent and John said he is getting real tired of it so I hope Justin really does stop this time because I want to be FRIENDS with him because he is a nice kid, but that is all i can and WANT to be, friends. okay now I think you are all caught up. Till next time. Peace.

[honeyntae]

Playing with Ice (3)

Jungkook x Reader

Chapter: 1, 2, 3

Genre: fluff/angst/smut later?? Word Count: 1.9k Description: You strike a deal that hockey player Jungkook can’t say no to. Insp by this tbh.

A/N: I’m sorry this took so long I was in a rut tbh. This is not the last chapter tho! There is one more ^^ I hope you enjoy!

The harsh winter night had blessed the morning with a fresh blanket of snow that engulfed everything in its wake. It was a pure, white wonderland. A time and season that Jungkook always enjoyed despite his distaste for the dampness clinging on to his tiny legs as the snow that glued to him melted. He would stumble across yards of snow before meeting his mother in his back yard. She was a fragile woman whose fiery passion and will to put up a strong front for her son made you think otherwise. Terminal illness changes the person affected and the people around them, whether it made a mother’s determination blossom or a son learn to worry about things past his age, the fear of sickness catching up makes you a different person. It was the reason why an eight year old boy was scolding his mother for clearing the iced over pond regardless of his own clumsiness while maneuvering through the thick snow.

“Mom, I told you I’m old enough to do that now! It’s dangerous out on the ice, so come back.” Jungkook whined as he got to the edge. Her eyes twinkled with a playfulness that shielded the melancholy she normally wore for making her son worry and worse, take care of her. “Jungkook-ah, if I can’t do this then what kind of mother am I?” she chuckled and motioned him to come over. Behind her back she pulled a pair of skates that have been well worn out by years on ice. They were Jungkook’s favorite pair.

 Jungkook learned how to skate on ice since the day he learned how to walk and boy, did he learn fast. It was almost second nature, more so than running. Some said it was genetics—his mother was a renowned figure skater, passing on all she had learned while tending to his bruises and scrapes in the process. But to Jungkook it was a precious dream that ultimately halted shortly after his mother’s passing. It was months before he could even step foot in the skating rink again, let alone look at a pair of skates yet the reminder of his mother was still an open wound, too raw to start back where he left off.

 Jimin’s presence was a godsend, a serendipitous miracle that happened when his puck came jutting straight at Jungkook’s head with nothing more than a “DUCK!!” as a warning. Hockey wasn’t figure skating but it reacquainted him with the ice again and that was what he needed. What fate never told him was that he needed one more thing to push him in the right direction, you.

 Now

 You were sitting on the bus across from Jungkook, sniffling and huffing to try and regain your breath as he told you his tragic life story—tragic only to you for he had long gotten over and accepted his mother’s death. He was laughing by the end of it, recounting the numerous and ridiculous ways Jimin tried to recruit him onto the team until he finally gave in. You, on the other hand, couldn’t control the stream of tears flowing to the point where an old lady two seats down walked up and handed you her handkerchief.

 “Why are you crying so much, she wasn’t even your mother!” Jungkook laughed, his velvet voice soothing over the pain you felt. He brought his free hand up to your cheek to brush away a random tear you had missed with his thumb. You cursed your strong sense of empathy. “It’s just…I..I didn’t know. I’m sor-” “Don’t. Don’t say those words. Everyone wants to apologize when it was no one’s fault. She’s in a better place now.” His smile was gentle but his actions always contradicted himself as he suddenly pinched your already flushed nose and wiggled it back and forth. “Now clean up, Rudolph. You’re a snotty mess.” He playfully teased.

 By the time you had noticed, it was already too late. Both of you had been too engrossed in Jungkook’s story that you had missed the stop for your house and it would take another half hour to back track since it had taken you into the city. “Shit, ____ I’m sorry. I didn’t notice.” Jungkook started fumbling out of his seat and signaled the bus driver to drop them off at the next stop. It was always at opportune moments where you had the greatest, sometimes downright devilish, ideas and it was almost like a megawatt light bulb was flashing over your head. “Jungkook…” you tugged on his arm to get his attention, obviously the more worried of you two about getting you back. “Jungkook why don’t we go around town, I mean we’re already here.”

 Your ‘going around town’ was not the same as Jungkook’s idea of ‘going around town’ and he should’ve known from the way your lips curled upwards that this wasn’t going to be something entertaining. Entertaining for you, maybe. He was stuck in a figure skating boutique surrounded by racks and racks of sparkling outfits that almost made his eyes itch. “______, I can’t believe you. Are we done? Can we go??” he shouted exhaustingly from the fancy couch in front of the three-view mirror. You had picked out five different costumes to match his one he chose in less than a minute. “You know I have to try these on, Kook. Neither of us have outfits for the performance!!” You knew he was already rolling his eyes at you even if you weren’t there to see it. You quickly zipped up the last outfit and flattened out the skirt to make it look presentable. It was ridiculous, the way sweat started forming in the palms of your hands or how your heart fluttered with anticipation to Jungkook’s opinion. The previous dresses elicited next to no response with maybe a “yeah, it looks nice, now buy it and let’s go” if he was feeling talkative. You knew these feelings, urges to impress him was something dangerous and quickly wrote them off as insecurity of your body image. Yeah…that’s got to be it.

 With a deep breath in, you took a step out and onto the mirrored platform. The dress was absolutely dazzling with its white to ice blue gradient and sparkling details that reminded you of the swirls carved into the ice as an aftermath of your practice. Even the clerk was impressed and complemented your choice, but it wasn’t hers or your own opinion that mattered. “Jungkook, what do you think? …..Jungkook?” His silence caused you to look back and what you found was an awe-struck boy. His eyes widened like a deer in headlights when he saw you come out. It wasn’t just the dress but how you glowed in it that made you stunning and his slightly selfish mind thought how lucky he was to be the first one to see you in it. After a long pause and your searching eyes waiting for a response, he cleared his throat. “Uhh. Um, it looks, you look absolutely beautiful.” He looked down as soon as he said those words, his cheeks blooming rose right after.

 Sold. You hadn’t bought anything as fast as that dress in your life. The cash register made its sputtering noise as the receipt printed out and you were done, to Jungkook’s relief. “Ok, but let me know when you decide to spend HOURS in a sequined leotard store before you drag me along.” He huffed playfully, but clearly glad that he had been dragged into hell. He’d do it again too, but he’d never tell you that. He had his hands in his pockets to protect himself from the winds, but that didn’t stop you from hooking your arm around his and pulling him closer. It was bold of you, but Jungkook didn’t push you away, instead reaching over to tug your beanie over your eyes to mess with you. “Whatever, Kook you-”

 “Hey guys…”

 The sudden interruption from behind caused the both of you to stop dead in your tracks. The young man’s voice was so plainly recognizable that you felt fear bubbling up from your stomach. Next to you, Jungkook stiffened. His eyes were fixated into a dead pan stare ahead never budging even when you patted his chest to urge him to say something. With no response, you took it into your own hands to break the ice. Your suspicions were confirmed when you turned around to meet the man who addressed you both. Jimin. He stood awkwardly with his hand scratching the back of his neck, barely able to meet you in the eyes. “I…I’ve just been following you guys. Wait, that sounds weird…” “You. What?” Jungkook finally turned to meet his friend but he was far from pleased. His jaw was clenched tight as he glared at Jimin and then back at the ground.

 “I’ve just been…I noticed you leaving the rink early and locking it so I was curious. I saw you two practice, I thought it was a joke at first honestly. But then I saw you two go in here just now and I…I didn’t know you figure skated Jungkook.”

 “STOP. Don’t say anything else.” Jungkook’s outburst startled both you and Jimin. “Hey man, it’s alright...” Jimin tried to approach him but Jungkook quickly backed away from arms reach. It was a quick turn of events, faster than you could process really because Jungkook started running. You were caught in between chasing him and trying to talk to a flustered Jimin but your legs started moving on their own.

 “Jungkook WAIT!” Your lungs felt like they were on fire trying to catch up with him and the cold air wasn’t helping. Everything was crumbling from your hands. The fear from earlier was fear of Jungkook’s ‘secret’ finally being out in the open. You didn’t have any leverage over him anymore and as selfish as that sounded you were scared. Scared of being a failure again, scared of being ridiculed again, but most of all scared of losing Jungkook. The thought that you had only one thing going for you, blackmail, had plagued your mind from the very beginning and ever since you started liking him. Now it was gone. His words were left playing in your head. Once this performance is over, we never speak of this again. We go back to not knowing each other.

 But now was not the time and you forced those thoughts to the back of your mind before finally reaching Jungkook. He had stopped running long enough for you to catch up, wheezing for air and bent over exhausted. “Jungkook…Look at me Jungkook!” You panted in between each breath. When he obeyed your words you were met with his glossed over eyes, tears brimming and threatening to fall. His whole face was red, not just from the coldness. “I don’t want to be here, can we go somewhere else?” His trembling voice was hardly a whisper, something you’ve never thought you’d see or hear from Jungkook. He was like a hurt child, looking for an escape. It didn’t take long for you to figure out a safe place.

 “Jungkook, where’s your house?”

[oh-beyond]

Cry wolf AU - Epilogue

EXO as animals series: Sehun

The magic effect you had on your parents, loved the attention, crying wolf your most entertaining hobby, you were the brattiest brat, what happens when you find a brattier brat than you that happens to be a werewolf?

Sehun x Reader

Wolf AU/fantasy/romance/hits of smut

Masterlist

EXO hybrid series

< Part 3

"Jongdae hyung? What happened?"

"I'll explain later, Sunmi noona is in the car... puking like there's no tomorrow"

"Hyung go get her" confirmed Sehun making sure with his arms that you were well covered.

When Jongdae went out to get his mate, Sehun rushed you back to his room suggesting you change into something more decent.

"Minseok oppa's clothes were good tho how abou-"

"No!" He said closing the door behind him. You found a hoodie that finally wasn't making you look like a distressed sausage and it was long enough to just wear a pair of his boxers underneath, you opened the door and followed Sehun’s voice as he talked to his brother from outside a closed door, you cleared your throat Sehun not approving of your outfit of choice judging on how he looked at your bare legs.

“You missed the lower part”

“Sehun, stop! What is wrong with you, your brother’s girlfriend is sick move away”

You knocked lightly on the door Jongdae opening the door in panic.

“Hyung this is ____, you know my mate”

“Oh, we are so sorry for disturbing you guys, Sunmi noona is not doing very well”

“Can I see her?” you were surprised at the sudden affection you felt towards this stranger.

“Sure, I mean you are family now, I really am so sorry guys to ruin this day for you”

“Don’t worry about it we have a lifetime” you said with a smile, looking at both wolves, Jongdae felt relived that you thought this way, it was Sehun who was not all amused.

And you met Sunmi, and puking she was, Jongdae was holding onto her head and patting her back, as she was finished bringing up what it looked a full week’s worth of food.

“What horrible circumstances to meet my new sister, I’m sorry” said Sunmi after washing her face Jongdae looking extra worried.

“Don’t worry about it unni, do you need help with anything?”

“No I feel better now, I know Sehun-ah must be hating me right now”

“Nah he’ll be OK, will teach him the art of patience” you said opening the door meeting Sehun’s angry face leaning on the wall arms crossed over his chest eyebrows well knitted into a steady line.

“How is noona?” 

“She looks tired maybe a stomach bug, but why are you so worried?”

“Well I just received a lovely call from my annoying brothers Chanyeol and Baekhyun, they are all coming tomorrow morning, and that means we can’t really...”

“I thought you wanted them to come back”

“Are you kidding me right now? Isn’t not hurting you too?” he said pulling you close you did feel something poking at you belly, you looked down and it was almost frightening.

“Guys I’m sorry again I feel like shit for ruining everything” said Jongdae interrupting the moment.

“No oppa don’t worry, Sehun has self-control don’t you baby?”

“Well damn does that exist with these horny wolves? Jongdae here needed to be tied up to be controlled”

“Sunmi noona~~~ ah wae~~~?”

All this talk was making Sehun extra frustrated, he was going crazy and your scent was everything he could smell.

Sumni and Jongdae had dinner, she seemed to be feeling better, you really wanted to get to know them more, but Sehun forced you to say that you were sleepy and really dragged you to his room.

“That is so rude” 

“Not as rude as we haven’t even kissed yet”

“We have the rest of our lives right?”

“Yeah but it’s mating season and you are here and I can’t freaking handle it anymore, you should be feeling the same”

“I’m perfectly fine tho, don’t know what you are talking about”

“Let’s go to your cabin”

“Sehun you selfish brat, Sunmi unni, what if she gets-”

“Hyung is with her”

“OMG you are so whiny, fine” you said huffing strangely you were genuinely feeling a connection with your new sister in law, but at the same time you had to recognise that you wanted to be alone with Sehun also.

Sehun got a few few things and shoved them into his backpack, you said your goodbyes and just when you were about to leave you were welcomed by 2 noisy guys at the door.

“Sehun-ah! Your mate?” said the tallest one.

“What are you doing here? Weren’t you supposed to arrive tomorrow morning?”

“I lied”

“Well I don’t care” added Sehun pulling you at his chest “we need to go, we are busy”

“Ah no no no, let us meet our new dongsaeng” exclaimed Baekhyun pulling you free from Sehun.

“Baekhyun-ah! Leave her alone” you heard Junmyeon bringing his bags accompanied by the most sophisticated looking girl ever while you wore these rags, you felt so small in comparison.

Sehun sensed how uncomfortable you felt “you heard hyung leave my girl alone, we are going”

“Why so fast Sehun-ah, let us meet your jewel” said this girl as she got close.

“Haerim noona please... I really need to get going...”

“Sehun-ah didn’t mark her yet” you heard those dumb looking guys say to each other.

Sehun huffed in discontent but had no other choice but to follow you and Haerim that was bringing you back to the house.

Hours passed, Sehun was scratching his arms and neck nervously, in the other hand you had the chance to meet yet another sister in law, the meeting was pleasant for everyone except for Sehun who seemed to have developed a straight line as an eyebrow, he was mad, and Baekhyun and Chanyeol were enjoying themselves telling the you stories about how Sehun stalked you when you were in school and how hard was to stop him not to go talk to you.

“Well yeah because she was being spoiled, that is why I wanted to talk to her nothing else”

“Look who is talking Sehun, you are the most spoiled one” cooed Baekhyun.

“Guys enough” said Junmyeon firmly.

“No hyung is fine, just let them meet their mates I will be the bitch, they’ll regret what they are doing now” said Sehun with his typical satisfied tone as a smirk spread on his face.

“Anyhow what do I owe this sudden visit to? Wasn’t I supposed to be alone for the weekend?”

“You don’t want us here Sehun?” 

“No I don’t, you seem all calm and cool you all smell like sex it’s driving me insane, even you 2 that seems harder for you to get the attention of any girl, you finally got lucky don’t rub it on my face, now if you’ll excuse me I’m taking my mate bec-”

“Sunmi noona! Are you alright?” exclaimed Jongdae as his mate seemed to be having yet another vomiting episode on the way.

“She’s probably just pregnant, now I’m really leaving”

“Sehun how did you know?” said Sunmi.

“Know what? You are pregnant? Noona you are pregnant?” cried Jongdae.

“Holy shit no the drama, sorry hyung to ruin it for you, well done, I guess it took a lot of practise, practise I really want to get to, get up we are leaving”

You were completely shellshocked ,really was this all he wanted? 

“I don’t want to” you spatted.

“What!? Get up I said!”

“Sehun-ah! We agreed not t- Sehun! Sehun calm down!”

And you felt his canines again on your leg, he had shifted to his wolf shape and you were being dragged, you screamed and pleaded, your hand slapped the wolf just then he noticed you were crying he retracted, Junmyeon and Chanyeol holding onto him he shifted back, Baekhyun bringing the couch throw over him.

“You are an idiot! I want to go home”

“No I am sorry, I didn’t mean-”

“You bit me for the second time you freak, take me home Junmyeon oppa!”

“Listen I think it’s our fault, we actually plotted this against Sehun, we wanted to teach him a lesson because he knows no patience, I apologise please reconsider” said Junmyeon calmly.

“You what? So is this your brilliant idea? To make my mate hate me? Who of you met their mates in mating season and had her in the same place without being able...? Would you be able to survive this? Hyung this is too upsetting, like you’ve gone too far this time”

“Sehun I’m sorry you are absolutely right”

“I don’t care I still want to go home” you spatted

Sunmi and Haerim helped you get up as they looked at their mates.

“You know I have a better idea, I really think they all went overboard here, how about we teach everyone a lesson?” suggested Haerim looking at you loudly enough that everyone present could hear.

“I think that it’s a brilliant suggestion Haerim-ah” added Sunmi “what do you have in mind?”

“Well Sunmi unni how about us girls enjoy a free of annoying bugs and spend it together watching movies in my room” said Haerim looking firmly at Junmyeon noticing how his pout formed.

“I am totally up for that because I really don’t feel too well and I could get some time off from my Jongdae, don’t you like that idea Jongdae-yah?”

The guys protested as the idea of having their mates far in mating season was hard to sink in.

You followed the girls Junmyeon and Jongdae trying to make their mates change their mind but in vain, it culminated when you saw Haerim throw Junmyeon’s pillow on his face, while you watched Sunmi getting hers from Jongdae’s room.

Junmyeon’s room seemed to be the largest in the house, they had a big couch that you could use to sleep in later on, you liked this plan.

Haerim, cleaned your leg and placed a plaster on the holes Sehun did to your leg “it’s not deep, not as deep as how he’ll go when he marks you”

“I don’t want him to do that”

“You think you don’t want, it’ll come a time when you ask him to, trust me, I know, it seems too dark right now, but believe me he loves you, I feel it, he’s changed so much, I’ve only been here for a few hours but I saw the change, also don’t be too upset about his behaviour, you have no clue how much it must hurt him to have you close while the guys were bitching him, some wolves lose their minds”

“Yeah Haerim is right girl” said Sumni as she opened the door to go get some snacks.

You saw Sehun sitting on the floor arms rested on his knees looking at the floor, when the door opened he lifted his head trying to see anything of you, you kind of felt sad, he just wanted to be close to you, as the door was closing he panicked getting up quickly stoping the door from closing completely.

“Can I come in?” he said almost whispering.

“No Sehun-ah, you heard us, this is no joke”

“Noona… please”

Haerim closed the door in his face, your throat felt dry, you really wanted to be with him, but maybe this was for the best.

The night was pleasant you watched a movie full of romance, Sunmi ended up crying, you blamed it on her rollercoaster of hormones being pregnant, Haerim on the other hand was the calmest she didn't mention Junmyeon all night, but you… you were aching.

“Why are you so nervous ___?” asked Haerim.

“I don’t know it’s maybe…”

“I think it’s enough torture for both of you, how about you pretend to go to the bathroom and…”

“There’s a bathroom here” you said.

“Yes but it’s occupied” said Haerim winking.

“Alright… thanks unni”

“Go girl, good luck and again welcome to the family”

You opened the door of the room and went to the downstairs bathroom, the house was too quiet, there was no one there, but suddenly you heard howls it came from the front door, you opened the door and were welcomed by 5 wolves, you instantly recognised Sehun, the other 4 wolves entered the house leaving you alone with Sehun, you knew he was going to shift so you covered your face after that you felt some sweaty arms around you and a chest heaving heavily pressed against your face, you uncovered your face slowly and looked up meeting that sweet smile of his.

“I missed you”

“It’s been 2 hours Sehun”

“I am sorry… for earlier”

“Yeah, OK, now let me go to bed the girls don’t know I’m here with you”

“Can you please just hear me out? Let’s go to your cabin”

“I’m not sur-“

Your eyes closed automatically, he tasted good so good that you forgot the ability to punch his chest, you melted, your limbs didn’t respond to your commands, as your hands found their way to his sweaty neck your fingers pulling his damp hair, Sehun angled his head to deepen the kiss, you felt his prominent canines on your lower lip, you elected the low groans coming from his throat, you felt how he trembled under your touch he was weak, but his tongue said otherwise, it was dominant the minute he gained access to your mouth, oxygen, you needed to breath.

“Sehun!” you said breaking the kiss panting looking at his eyes full of lust and desire, he couldn’t wait for you to say what you wanted to say and you felt him bringing you close wrapping his incredibly strong long arms around your body, his nose at your neck you felt his teeth against your skin, then his tongue then his lips peppering kisses all while you herd his inhales that sounded like a melody making you drowsy “Sehun” you repeated.

“Just in case you say no, please just let me enjoy this much”

“Let’s go”

“To your cabin?”

“I don’t think I can wait that log, your room”

Sehun howled in satisfaction, he pulled the his shorts that had prepared to wear upon his arrival all while you still closed your eyes tightly.

“Well really no need for that you’ll be seeing, tasting and feeling this pretty soon, this guys over here wants to be your best friend”

Your face heated up at the thought, imagining this, this was it, the moment…

“Sehun aaaaaaaaaah, aaaaaaaaaah”

“Don’t move, you are making it harder”

“No get away from me, get off”

“You won’t feel it”

“Liar, unni said it hurts, I also don’t get why she said I’ll ask for it”

“Just-“

He bit you, he fully sank his canines on your neck, your muscles relaxed and your punching on his chest ceased, he raised himself satisfied, you were officially his and no one elses, it felt as if a drug was just injected in your veins, you could see Sehun caressing your face and that dumb gorgeous smile all while his eyes were buried in little half moons, your arms felt too heavy to lift them and slap him, was this a trick to get you in his bed, he basically could do anything he wanted right now, not that you minded in the contrary, but you wanted to be able to correspond him, was he into this kind of kink? Damn you Sehun…

You woke up sore, no not sore, more like hungover, you could hear Sehun’s… deep breaths, he wasn’t in bed with you, what the hell was he doing and where? You got up and followed the sounds, thankfully he wasn’t masturbating because that was the first thought that came into your mind, he was equality hot doing pushups, impressive was all you could think of that back as little sparkly sweat droplets formed, and that sinful sound he was making...

“Hey babe, you got up, I’m sorry, was I loud?”

“I thought you were… never mind, I guess all this energy due to a quiet night, what as disappointment Sebrat”

“What are you talking about, it was the best night ever”

“Yeah your ego all pumped up? You own me now with this bruise you muster to make really visible?”

“Pretty much yeah” he said smiling crossing his arms behind his head.

“Brat! How dare you?”

“How dare I what?”

“You are an asshole, Sebrat, what a nice plan you had for me, just mark her so his brothers see you are all that, then nothing”

“There’s plenty of time for that, why so eager?”

“I thought you were the eager one now you picture me like being the slut here”

“Shut up they’ll hear you”

“You don’t shut me up, no one ever does”

“Well spoiled little girl not in my house I will”

“I’m leaving, I guess my mom will love seeing what you did to her spoiled little girl”

Sehun didn’t think about that really he panicked, he followed you after you slammed the door behind you.

“Whoa! Nice job Sehun, it suits you dongsaeng” cooed Baekhyun.

“Sealed the deal Sehun-ah?” asked goofy Chanyeol.

“What deal? The only deal he sealed is that he’s a brat”

Baekhyun and Chanyeol cheered that statement loudly aggravating Sehun.

You knocked the door on Haerim’s and you were greeted by the all mighty sleepy bare chested Junmyeon, at least someone got lucky.

“Sorry I didn't know you guys… I though Sunmi unni would be with Haerim unni”

“Yeah, but in the end… Sehun!” exclaimed Junmyeon “congrats guys, oh that is one ugly mark, Sehun why did you…?”

“Just asking, is this normal the minute I’m in his room I’m pushed to the bed he’s on top of me making this masterpiece” you said pulling the collar of the t-shirt down exposing the full purple view.

Junmyeon gasped and covered his mouth looking at Sehun “and then?” he asked almost whispering.

“Then nothing, I am just as virgin as I was yesterday”

Junmyeon looked away at your bluntness also trying to contain that burst in laughter that was threatening to make an appearance, but in the silence of the situation the high pitch laugh of Jongdae was clearly appreciated even behind his closed door.

A few weeks passed, your relationship with your family improved, you cut your relationship with your friends and made new good ones, your siblings were being nice to you and vice versa, your life changed 180º and you had to admit it was because of Sehun, your chest actually stung every single day that passed that you didn’t see him, that brat selfish amazing mate you had that missed like crazy, arrogant and stubborn enough not to call you all this time, he lied he didn’t love you, or he did?

You found yourself driving to his house, there were many people at the porch, all his brothers you assumed, they looked at you as you parked the car his gazes confusing.

“Finally! What kind of mate are you?” said a tan boy just as gorgeous as Sehun if not more.

“Yah Jongin-ah, she doesn’t know” said Junmeyon patting your back “how are you?”

“What is he talking about?” you asked puzzled.

“Sehun is sick” he smiled.

“Sick? He never called or said anything how would I know? And why do you seem happy about it?”

“He’s… he’s lovesick”

“That brat lovesick? I don’t believe you, he could tried, he didn’t”

“He’s actually physically sick, not coping”

You stepped inside welcomed by Haerim and Sunmi, they introduced you to Dahyun who was the mate of the famous Minseok.

“And this is ___, the one and only who managed to put Sehun’s nose in the ground stepping on it claiming victory”

The girls clapped as Haerim explained the outrageous scenario of your cruelty, you smiled but deep down inside you felt bad, they pulled you to sit down but you just couldn’t delay it any longer, you sprinted to his room and heard the water of the shower running, the door was locked you turned around to find this new face Junmyeon called Jongin, he held a dark gaze and a wide smirk.

“Will you treat him well?”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me! He’s one of my closest brothers, will yo-“

“Yes!”

When he heard you he pulled a paper clip out of his pocket twisting it to fit the bathroom keyhole making a click “he’s all yours” he said with a wide grin closing the door of the bedroom behind him you locked it and stripped completely without even thinking what you were doing, you opened the door to the en-suite bathroom and thanked the deep steam Sehun created as he took the waterfall on his face, when you saw him your stomach churned in excitement, you opened the door of the shower hearing how he gasped in surprise and before he turned around to recognise who was the intruder you back-hugged him hearing finally a sigh in relief.

“Spoiled little girl”

“You arrogant stubborn brat”

“I love you”

“Liar, you didn’t call”

“I was very sick”

“I’m sorry Sehun” you placed your nose and mouth on his back kissing him “I changed so much thanks to you, but I can’t seem to change for you”

Sehun turned around hugging you so tight that you felt his heartbeats on your chest, nothing was as nice as this feeling, you went on your tiptoes and brought him close “you know I never told you but you are disgustingly perfect and so good looking that you’d look good in a museum, why are you this perfect?”

“Wasn’t I deformed?”

“Of course you are, I was just trying to sweet talk my mate”

You then felt his lips on yours moving tenderly, lovingly, it felt too good, too exciting…

“I love you Sebrat”

“Don’t change for me, I love you just the way you are, I love you spoiled little girl”

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A/N: Thanks for reading, feedback always welcomed ^_^

[artificialqueens]

A Head, A Heart, & A Crown {Biadore} Chapter 12 -C*NT

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed the last chapter! This one ends on a really big cliffhanger so just a warning…Chapter 13 will be a time jump to the Autumn of 2017. Enjoy!!

Adore smiled at her new group chat in her phone. She couldn’t believe that Alaska was the one to go home, she was sure it was going to be Alyssa. Alaska and Katya were going on and on about something, but Adore didn’t really understand what they were talking about. She shut her screen off and grabbed a shirt and shorts out of her suitcase to put on for the day. Now she could say that she was a part of 2 Top 4 group chats! Her phone was never going to stop blowing up, she realized although her Season 6 Top 4 chat had been quiet for a while. She was excited for the final challenge that was happening later today. She pulled on her shorts and got ready to leave the hotel room NOW for the second to last time.

Everything that had happened yesterday with Bianca was weird. It was so up and down. First they were awkward, then they were fighting like a married couple, and then they were flirting and defending each other. The new dynamic didn’t make much sense to her, especially now that the line of friendship had been severely blurred. Were they friends? Acquaintances? Were they back to normal?

Adore felt the sexual tension between the two of them yesterday. Bianca was not very shy about letting her eyes fixate on the curves of her body, or letting her hands linger on her waist during their dance. It was clear there was still something there between them. There always was though, and maybe there always would be.

For now, Adore had to pack her things so she could go straight to her apartment to meet up with Jaremi at the bar. That way she could pick up her luggage, and be dropped off at her apartment by the uber.

Jaremi: Hey, we’re still on for tonight right?

Adore looked down at her phone confused.

Adore: Of course we are. Why wouldn’t we be?

Jaremi: Just wondering…did you happen to hang out with Bianca last night by chance?

Adore was even more confused now. Why would he be asking that?

Adore: I wouldn’t call it hanging out, we had to do a challenge together. Why?

Adore waited. And waited. It seemed like it was taking him forever to respond.

Then the screenshots came in. Bianca had basically threatened Phi Phi. What the fuck? She angrily picked up her phone and dialed her number.

“Well well well, it takes winning a challenge for you to call me? I should’ve come on-”

“’ ‘Just know that I’ll have her back, even when this relationship doesn’t make it.’ God Roy how big of a fucking disaster do you think I am?” Danny yelled into the phone.

Roy felt his heart stop as he realized Phi Phi had ratted him out.

“I-I don’t think you’re a disaste-”

“I don’t understand you! You let me go to basically BE with Jaremi. Now you’re threatening him?! What do you want Roy?”

It was silent over the receiver. Danny and Roy both sighed.

“I just want you to be happy.” Roy finally said.

“You don’t think Jaremi will accomplish that?”

“Jaremi is sneaky, Danny. I’m not understanding why you don’t see that.”

“Oh and you’re so perfect Roy. You’re not sneaky at all going behind my

back and kissing Courtney, and not telling me you were going to come on the show. Jaremi is just misunderstood,

you’re just a fucking asshole.”

“Okay listen queen, I didn’t tell you I was filming because I didn’t think you were actually here-”

“You know what that’s another thing, you think I’m just a big fucking selfish party animal. Maybe I was when we first met, but not anymore. I was fucking there for you Roy!” Danny was starting to cry in frustration. The sobs were breaking Roy’s heart. It was this moment where he realized that he had broken him.

“Danny please don’t cry.” Roy tried to comfort him.

“I’ll cry if I fucking want to Roy. How dare you come at Jaremi like that when you kissed Courtney and cheated on me! I’m sorry I’m not a fucking size 2 Australian supermodel with thousand-dollar custom made gowns.” Danny sobbed.

Roy felt like an absolute idiot. Of course Danny was still upset about it, and now

he realized why. He didn’t feel like he was good enough for him. By him kissing Courtney, that was the validation in Danny’s mind.

“Danny you are more than that. You’re amazingly talented, intelligent, and beautiful.”

“But that still wasn’t enough for you Roy! I even opened up my apartment for you and it still wasn’t enough.”

“Danny it was-”

“I should go.” Danny said numbly.

Roy held his breath as he felt the tears coming.

“Okay.” Roy’s voice shook.

But when he looked at his phone, Danny was already gone.

—–

“Meow you already know my name

You know I’m the messiest slut in the game

The number 1 fan fave of all time

I was the Season 6 runner up, and that’s the true crime.

Monsoon, hurricanes I’ve been through them all.

But bitch I’m back, and I ain’t gonna stall

Couture, Gowns, Dresses that hit the floor,

If you ask why I’ll tell you this is what you came for

I’m a fucking mermaid, a woman of the ocean

I can make your hips rock in slow motion

Sorry but you can’t deny that I’m a messy whore

But trust and believe mama there’s so much more

Fuck, party, chola, that was my start

But my motherfucking voice is off the charts

I’m here to win it all, so I can buy more pizza

so sit back and watch this fucking Libra win the crown mamacita.”

“That was great! Excellent work Adore.” AB Soto exclaimed.

Adore smiled and took off her headphones. She had come up with the rap last night after she had gotten back from her hotel room. She had also finished another song last night, called “Out Of The Blue” that she thought was describing her current situation with Roy quote well. She hoped her rap was good enough for the judges.

“Go ahead and head over to the next room where you will be recording your What’s The T podcast with Ru and Michelle. Great job today. ”

The song was really good. She liked what Ru had come up with making the top 3 queens each have verses. She smiled and waved goodbye to AB Soto.

The ‘What’s The T’ podcast was literally one room over, so all she had to do was walk through another door and she was basically there.

“Oh look who’s joined us, it’s Adore Delano!” Ru exclaimed.

“Sit baby, sit.” Michelle smiled and gestured to the chair next to her.

“Hi guys!” Adore said with a wide smile.

“You have made it to the Top 3 of All Stars 2, Adore how are you feeling?” Ru asked as he took a sip of his hot tea sitting on the table.

“I feel amazing, like I never thought I’d be in this position again but I’m so glad I am. I’m eternally grateful.” Adore expressed.

“You’ve come a looooong way from your season girl.” Michelle commented.

“I agree; you have had wonderful runway looks; which in your season wasn’t as widespread as it has been this season. Did you have any help with some of the outfits you’ve worn?” Ru asked.

“Not really no. I kind of just picked a few things that I thought would be really pretty. I’ve only gotten help for three of my outfits, one of them being the leotard I wore last night. Bianca had offered to make it for me really fast cuz she thought it would be cute if we matched. She also picked out 2 dresses for me, I’m not going to say which one I’m wearing tonight because I want it to be a surprise.”

“So basically, she doesn’t want us to think Bianca was the one that has helped her win her runways.” Michelle laughed.

“Oh Michelle, we know Bianca hasn’t though. Adore, you have still kept yourself within all of your looks and it shows. Yours and Bianca’s style is so very different.”

“I agree, I’m not like a pageant queen like she is or a damn seamstress so it’s a little bit different for me.” Adore laughed.

“Which brings me to my next question. Bianca has built an amazing empire after your guys’ season. If you were to win All Stars 2, how would you build something similar?” Ru asked.

That was a tough question. Kind of a shady one, Adore thought. She hated being compared to Bianca since they were two completely different queens with two very different aesthetics. Her empire would be completely different from hers though.

“God, I don’t know man. I would be honored to carry on your legacy. But we would have completely different empires. Bianca’s a comedy queen, and an actor; she’s so talented. We’re very different, but I would probably try to be more involved with the youth and do a lot of volunteering and interacting with them and such. I feel like it’s very important to educate the next generation and tell them that it’s okay to express themselves. And of course I’ll always be making music.”

“Can I just say, that you have grown so much since I first met you Adore?” Michelle said.

“I agree, even just from the first episode of this season you seem different. Everything about you seems more

polished, yet still you. I’m very proud that you have stayed true to who you are.” Ru said with pride.

“Thanks Ru.” Adore smiled.

“Now, I sensed something between not only you and Phi Phi but you and Bianca as well. Care to elaborate?” Michelle asked.

Adore’s eyes widened at the blunt question. Michelle smiled with a “I know what you’ve been up to” look.

Oh fuck. She knew she hadn’t been totally discreet about her and Bianca in front of the cameras, but for Michelle to pick up on something between her and Phi Phi was concerning.

“Oh girl, we’re all just friends!” Adore exclaimed.

Michelle raised an eyebrow at her. She knew some of the things that had happened between her and Bianca on tour. They were really close when they were touring together so Michelle had heard pretty much all of the shit that went on, whether she wanted to or not. There were many nights where Adore would sneak into her room and ask her for advice.

“Friends with benefits, perhaps?” Ru joked.

“Maybe with one of them.” Adore admitted shyly.

“Do tell darling!” Ru said.

“Me and Phi Phi have kinda had this little thing going on since the middle of the competition. So I’m actually seeing her later tonight.” Adore said smoothly.

She didn’t want to tarnish Bianca’s privacy with pointless gossip on a podcast. Plus, the exposure for Phi Phi would be good for her career. Better to let Phi Phi have the publicity then Bianca.

“It’s interesting because you two don’t seem very alike.” Michelle commented.

Adore was getting sick of Phi Phi being painted as the villain. Sure, she could be a bitch but she wasn’t this terrible monster everyone always seemed to make her out to be. It saddened her how after her season aired no one gave her a chance.

“We’re more alike than I think a lot of people realize. We’re both misunderstood in the drag world.” Adore shrugged.

“Well, let me tell you something. I adore you, Adore and I hope you can understand you’re very special.” Ru smiled.

They wrapped up the interview and Adore headed back to the workroom to start rehearsing her dance number. She couldn’t decide if she wanted to wear the gold trumpet dress her and Bianca had picked out, or if she wanted to save that for the finale. She still had the gold leotard that Bianca had insulted yesterday for the dance part, but she had also brought the black one from one of her music videos that she was leaning towards.

She decided she would try to choreograph her own number and figure out her wardrobe after the fact.

——–

“What was your gaggiest most favorite part about being here Miss Katya?” Alyssa asked as they all had sat down to do their makeup.

Adore had decided on the gold dress for tonight and the black leotard for the dance segment.

“Just enjoying every moment really. Not having anxiety attacks and such. Having fun and feeling sexy!” Katya laughed.

“What about you sweet thing?” Alyssa turned to Adore.

“Oh god, the whole experience has been amazing but I’d have to say when we did the dance challenge yesterday.”

Adore smiled as she patted down her foundation with setting powder.

“Oh yeah that was fucking amazing!” Katya exclaimed.

“Girl, that was my favorite too.” Alyssa agreed.

“So two blondes and a brunette huh?” Adore asked as she looked at the first set of wigs that were set out.

Adore had decided to wear her long curly black hair, while the other two had opted out for blonde.

“The carpet has to match the drapes right?” Katya joked.

“Well ya’ll, in that case, I should follow Miss Delano’s lead and pick out a brunette wig!” Alyssa exclaimed.

The queens all laughed.

“Yo, like how do you guys feel about like, the winners of our season judging us?” Adore asked.

“My judge is fucking Jinkx Monsoon bitch. I think I’ll be good.” Alyssa laughed.

“I mean; I don’t have a problem with it. We’re all friends so I don’t see them saying anything overly terrible about us.” Katya shrugged.

Great. So Adore was the only one that was nervous about this. The other queens probably didn’t just get into a huge fight with the winning queens of their seasons however. Bianca could throw shade at her like never before and not think twice about it with the way their phone call ended earlier.

“What’s got you so worried girl?” Alyssa asked as she studied Adore’s face.

“I just feel like in the judges’ eyes, I like don’t compare to Bianca. Like they look at me and go 'oh that’s her runner up’. That and me and Bianca kind of got into it this morning so I’m hoping she doesn’t throw me under the bus just because.” Adore said sadly.

“Girl you gotta stop doing that to yourself. The judges don’t think that- you do. And once you stop thinking that, you are going to blossom.” Katya said as she walked over to give Adore a hug.

“Let’s be real here, Adore. You have the biggest following out of both of us, and the biggest career. So far.” Alyssa threw in at the end.

Adore laughed.

“Bianca would never throw you under the bus girl. She loves you boo.” Alyssa reassured.

Love, that was hilarious. Bianca definitely didn’t love her. Maybe if she did they would still be together, and Courtney wouldn’t’ve even tried to kiss her.

“Sorry, I’m just being insecure.” Adore admitted.

“We all get that way baby it doesn’t matter to me.” Alyssa smiled.

They finished getting ready and went over to their clothes racks to get dressed. Adore slipped on the black leotard and some knee high boots and checked herself in the mirror last time.

She looked fucking hot, and Bianca could eat her fucking heart out at what she lost. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and headed towards the workroom.

—-

The tune to Read U Wrote You started and the top 3 walked down the runway. They were each wearing a black leotard with knee high boots, however Katya’s was sequined and Alyssa’s had silver swirls embroidered into hers.

Adore was in the middle since her verse was up first. She could see both Jinkx and Bianca eyeing her, while Violet was fixated on Katya. She thought she saw Bianca’s lips curve into a small smile, but it could’ve been in her head.

The two other queens went to the side of the stage, and the pit crew came to help Adore with her dance number. All she was really doing was a sexy strip tease sort of dance, but she knew it would drive Bianca crazy.

Meow you already know my name

You know I’m the messiest slut in the game

The number 1 fan fave of all time

I was the Season 6 runner up, and that’s the true crime.

She saw Jinkx and Violet cover their mouths as Adore winked at Bianca. Bianca was cackling and clapping loudly, it wasn’t often that Adore threw shade at her. She was living for it.

Monsoon, hurricanes I’ve been through them all.

But bitch I’m back, and I ain’t gonna stall

Couture, Gowns, Dresses that hit the floor,

If you ask why I’ll tell you this is what you came for

“Is that a sex joke about you guys?” Violet asked Jinkx and Bianca.

“I guess? I didn’t know Bianca and her had a thing though.” Jinkx teased.

“Go back to sleep, I like you better that way.” Bianca grumbled.

She had to admit, Adore’s rap was really good so far. However, all of the intimate lap dancing was starting to make her blood boil. Adore was enjoying herself way too much as she grinded on one of the Latin pit crew members.

I’m a fucking mermaid, a woman of the ocean

I can make your hips rock in slow motion

Sorry but you can’t deny that I’m a messy whore

But trust and believe mama there’s so much more

Adore shoved the same pit crew member down on a chair and started giving him a lap dance. The judges cheered and Bianca was gripping her dress as she smiled. She hated that she had lost her, now she had to watch her grind on some fake ass Fabio wanna-be.

Adore was so much more than what everyone else saw though, Bianca thought. A lot more than anyone knew too. Bianca knew Adore better than anyone in this room, inside and out.

Fuck, party, chola, that was my start

But my motherfucking voice is off the charts

I’m here to win it all, so I can buy more pizza

so sit back and watch this fucking Libra win the crown mamacita.

Bianca was laughing so hard she couldn’t breathe. Adore had killed that last part of her verse, and had looked incredibly sexy dancing and lip syncing it. Even if it pissed her off, she can’t deny that she did a good job.

Alyssa was up next, taking her place in the middle of the stage as Adore and Katya danced on each other. Bianca was fixated on how sexy Adore looked in her leotard. Adore looked up and made eye contact with her, brown eyes smoldering into hers. Bianca had opted out of wearing her contacts tonight, mostly because she ran out of time. But mostly because she knew Adore loved her eyes without them.

It’s your girl Alyssa Edwards, Texas representing

All Stars 2 is about to be ending

I’m not joking bitch, I’m gay

Me Quoting Coco? You must think I’m loco

What the fuck is going on in here on this day?!

I’ve conquered the competition, y'all other queens are deceased

What I can tell you Ru is that I’m a goddamn BEAST!

“That wig makes her look like a beast.” Bianca murmured under her breath. Jinkx slapped her arm playfully. Bianca froze at the impact. She tried not to let the memories of abuse come to the surface but it was too hard. She thought of everything Jason had done, but then realized it was getting easier to think positive thoughts instead of letting her past consume her.

“Not everyone can be singer like your boo, Bianca.” Jinkx laughed.

Bianca was still trying to shake off the memory. She finally responded after a few extra seconds.

“She’s not my 'boo’ queen.” Bianca stated.

Her arm throbbed and triggered the memory of not being good enough, of Jason beating her and hitting her. Now here she was watching someone she wanted, that she herself would never be good enough for. Adore was a star, burning brightly and Bianca felt like all she would do was bring her down.

Tongue pop tongue pop where for art thou tongue pop

My back rolls gone cuz I went and gave them the chop

Because I don’t get cute I get drop dead gorgeous

And if I’m not the winner then this shit is rigga morris

Alyssa snapped her fingers and walked back to the side of the stage. The three of the queens came together and danced with one another, prancing from each side of the stage.

“Rigga what?!” Bianca roared as she laughed at that last line.

“I think she meant like mortis.” Violet observed.

“What is going on with you and Adore?” Jinkx whispered.

“Can you shut the fuck up, there are cameras everywhere!” Bianca hissed.

“There’s obviously something!” Jinkx hissed back.

“We were a thing, now we’re not, end of story.” Bianca whispered and turned towards the stage.

“Darling, it’s never that simple.” Jinkx mumbled.

Katya came up to the middle of the stage to do her final part of the challenge.

Yekaterina Petrovna Zamolodchikova

But your dad just calls me Katya

“Oh my god!” Violet exclaimed. Bianca and the rest of the judges were laughing as well.

I’m the bright red scare with the long blonde hair

Always keep 'em coming back for more

You’re a basic ass hoe and it’s your time to go

So bitch let me show you the door

Cause it’s me whose getting laid and I’m always getting paid;

The only high class Russian whore

I’m a scorching hot mess in a skin tight dress

That’s a rash, not a herpes sore

Lenin in the streets, Dostoyevsky in the sheets

Baby, are you ready for this Cold War?

Katya Zamolodchikova

The girls danced to the beat of the song and had acquired books from some of the backup dancers. As the song finished, they tore the pages out of the books and threw them at the bottom of the stage and dropped the books on the floor.

“Oh my god! Yaaas!” Rupaul cheered as the rest of the judges clapped.

Adore was smiling from ear to ear and caught Bianca’s eye again. Her face had the look of pride written all over it. She really felt like she killed this challenge, and apparently Bianca felt it too.

“You may leave the stage to get changed into your best drag.” Ru announced.

——–

“Girl, we gotta talk.” Jinkx said as she pulled Bianca to the corner of one of the old Untucked lounges. Everyone was on a break right now as the top 3 got ready for their runway. Violet was outside talking to someone on the phone, and the rest of the judges had gone into their personal dressing rooms.

“Girl are we even supposed to be in here?” Bianca rolled her eyes as Jinkx grabbed her arm and they shut the door.

“I don’t know but it’s the only place that doesn’t have cameras! So talk!” Jinkx demanded as she crossed her arms.

“I don’t need to tell you shit!” Bianca huffed as she started to walk away.

“You love her.” Jinkx stated.

Bianca paused at the door.

“I can’t. I don’t.” Bianca whispered.

Jinkx smiled wide and jumped up and down. Bianca rolled her eyes at her. She assumed being a narcoleptic meant random bursts of energy for no apparent reason.

“What did you say first? You can’t. That doesn’t mean you don’t.” Jinkx grinned.

“Jinkx, I fucked up severely. Bottom line is that now she’s moved on.” Bianca said.

Jinkx frowned.

“Adore will never move on from you.” Jinkx said as she rolled her eyes.

“No girl. I TOLD her to go be with someone else basically. I let her go. I gotta wait until this shit plays out, if it plays out.” Bianca said.

“Awww.” Jinkx cooed.

“How is that an aww moment? I fucked up!” Bianca exclaimed.

“You really are an idiot aren’t you?” Jinkx asked.

“What the fuck do you mean bitch?”

“You think that you don’t love her, yet what you did was literally the purest form of love. You let her go because you were being selfless and wanted her to be happy.” Jinkx explained.

Bianca rolled her eyes. She hadn’t even been with Adore for a week, there is no possible way she could love her.

“What do you know about love?” Bianca grumbled.

“Well, I don’t know much. But I fall easily for people. I know when I love someone, and what you did for Adore you wouldn’t do for anyone. I don’t think I’ve ever heard you say one bad thing about Adore.” Jinkx admitted.

Bianca had never read Adore, especially not the way she would read Jinkx, Lady Bunny, Courtney, etc. What other queens classified as “reads” from Bianca, were actually truth bombs. But since she said them while she wore a wig, everyone thought she was joking.

“She’s not a moron that’s why.” Bianca finally said. She decided not to answer the other half of Jinkx’ statement and let her silence on the matter be the answer.

“We should probably leave this room now.” Jinkx awkwardly suggested. There was obviously no getting through to Bianca, she thought.

“You think?” Bianca snorted as she heard the music on the main stage start. It usually played for a few minutes before the queens walked down the runway. They left the room and rushed to their seats at the judges’ panel.

——-

“First up, we have Katya!” Ru announced.

Adore wasn’t first? That was weird, Bianca thought. It was All Stars so anything goes, she guessed.

Katya came out on the runway in a black and gold lace gown with a full skirt. It was also a high low cut. Her hair was a short shoulder length bob that was permed.

That was definitely a classic Katya choice. Bianca didn’t know her that well, but she knew her well enough to know that she was quirky enough to wear something like that.

“Black and gold eleganza!” Ru exclaimed.

“What’s she hiding underneath that skirt?” Michelle asked.

“Come through!” Violet yelled and Katya winked. She exited the runway and waved bye to the judges.

“Next up, Alyssa Edwards!” Ru called.

Alyssa came out on the runway in a long red one shoulder gown complete with ruffles down the skirt. The shoulder was completely bedazzled with red rubies and she had her hair to the side. She looked good, Bianca would give her credit for that look. It was definitely a much more polished Alyssa.

“That is beautiful.” Violet commented.

“Everything’s coming up roses!” Michelle exclaimed.

“She’s got a scarlet letter girl.” Ru laughed.

Alyssa winked at the judges and finished her walk down the runway.

“Next up Adore Delano!” Ru exclaimed.

Adore walked out on the runway, looking like a true queen in the beautiful gold gown Bianca had bought her at the store in the mall.

She had chosen to wear her shoulder length black wig with the platinum blonde pieces in it, and pair it with a bright sky blue lip. She was also wearing the same shade of blue on her pair of plastic heels. She was cinched as well, and looked breathtaking. The stage lights reflected off of her golden tulle skirt and made it look angelic.

“Incredible.” Bianca murmured.

Jinkx and Violet nodded their heads and agreed.

“Silence is golden, or in this case Adore Delano is golden.” Ru commented.

Bianca snorted. Some of the shit Ru says is so damn cheesy.

Adore smiled as she walked towards the side of the stage to do a spin. She smiled even bigger at Bianca, exposing all of her pearly white teeth. It was in that moment, that Bianca felt her heart skip a beat and her hands became clammy. She had only felt this way about one other man, and that was a very long time ago. But she knew that what she was feeling was love. It scared the living shit out of her, especially since Adore wasn’t even interested in being with her right now.

But she was in love with her. Bianca had to accept it at this point. Her pale blue lips, infectious laugh, and her unique style were mesmerizing. There would never be anyone like Adore. No one would be able to capture Bianca’s heart the way she did.

She would just have to wait for her to forgive her. She would wait forever if that were the case. But Bianca realized now that Adore was perfect for her in every way.

Adore walked back down the runway and turned to smile at the judges one last time. Her smile always seemed to take her breath away. Bianca smiled back at her, and just like that she had disappeared behind the stage.

—–

“Now ladies, we are here to give you your final critiques. Let’s start with Katya.” Ru suggested.

“I love how much of a different look this is for you. On our season, you still provided amazing looks but this is so polished.” Violet commented.

“I could live without the skirt. But other than that, I love it and couldn’t be more proud of everything you have overcome. Your part of the rap and the dance number was so amazing.” Michelle admitted.

“Thank you.” Katya nodded.

“Alyssa Edwards! Hey girl.” Ru smiled.

“Hello mama Ru.” Alyssa answered.

“This is a classic Alyssa look-but better. So polished and so refined. You know I love my pageant girl dresses and pageant girl hair. I loved the dancing in the number tonight as well.” Michelle gushed.

“I don’t know shit about fashion, but I know I love this look. You’ve come such a long way since our season, in almost every avenue so condragulations.” Jinkx laughed.

“Then we have Adore!” Ru gushed.

“Adore, this look is amazing. To see where you came from on Season 6, to now at the final episode of All Stars 2; it’s amazing the transformation you’ve made. Your rap was also very funny and very you. Yeah, I haven’t always liked your aesthetic but you really outdid yourself tonight. If I could cry, I would.” Michelle said.

Adore teared up at the comment and wiped a tear from out of the corner of her eye.

“Thank you.” Adore answered.

“Now Adore,” Bianca started.

Adore fixated her blue eyes onto Bianca’s and saw her eyes were glassy as well. She smiled softly and nodded her head, encouraging Bianca to continue.

“I am so proud of you. You look beautiful.” Bianca smiled.

When the judges turned to look at her funny for not making a witty remark, she added

“Sorry bitches, but she looks the best out of all of y'all.”

“We all know Bianca is not biased in her judgement.” Ru winked.

The queens laughed and Adore was staring at Bianca. Not even after everything that had happened, Bianca couldn’t read her. She was surprised to see she had left her blue contacts out tonight. She could see her brown eyes deepening under the stage lights, as she continued to scan Adore’s face. She smiled at her and got lost in her eyes as well. No matter what, there would always be something between the two of them. Her feelings for her would probably never go away, but she needed to explore things with someone else while Bianca found herself.

“Ladies, I have one final question. Why should you, and not your competitors be crowned the next All Star?” Ru asked.

“We’ll start with Katya.”

“I have brought you uniqueness, and talent. Not so sure about charisma, we’ll see after I’m done with this speech.”

Bianca cackled and the room erupted into laughter.

“Michelle would probably say I have nerve for wearing this dress. Which is fine. I want this so bad, and I just want to thank you for believing in me Ru.” Katya teared up.

“Of course darling. Thank you Katya.” Ru answered sweetly.

“Alyssa Edwards, you’re up!”

“Charisma. Check. Uniqueness. A plus. Nerve? Y'all are well aware of it by now. Talent? Yes gawd! I believe I deserve this title because I am one of a kind. You aren’t ever going to see another Alyssa Edwards. I’m memorable and I will do everything I can to carry on your legacy as an All Star.” Alyssa explained.

“Thank you Alyssa. Last but not least, Adore.”

Adore gulped nervously and looked at all of her peers around her. There were a lot of amazing queens in the room with her right now, she realized. She had made it to this point by herself. She had redeemed herself and shown America that she could get to the top 3 without Bianca’s help.

“I’m sorry, I’m getting like super emotional. This has been such an eye opening experience for me. I think I deserve it over my competitors because I had the most growth out of all of these talented ladies. I have shown that I have grown as an artist and as a person, and I can take that new knowledge with me and expand your platform even more Ru. Thank you for everything you have done for me, you’ve changed my life.” Adore explained teary eyed.

“Thank you Adore.” Ru said.

Bianca had gotten teary eyed watching Adore give that beautiful speech on stage. All of them were good, but hers was the best in her opinion.

“Now, I have some news.” Ru said.

The crown and scepter were sitting on a pillow over on the side of the stage. Adore and everyone else had assumed the crowning would be today, and the reunion would be in a year. Just like it was with the first season of All Stars.

“We will not be crowning anyone today. We will be doing that at our finale, drag race reunited!” Ru exclaimed.

Adore’s heart sank. So she would have to wait a year basically to find out if she was going to win the crown. She was going to have to wait no matter what, but she still would’ve liked to have been crowned today. That’s why she chose the dress she did.

“So tell me America, are you Team Adore, Team Alyssa, or Team Katya? Let me know on social media. And remember, if you can’t love yourself how in the hell you gonna love somebody else can I get an amen up in here?”

Everyone chanted Amen and the music started pumping through the set.

All Stars 2 was over. Adore had made it.

—-

Adore was the last one to get her things out of the workroom. She grabbed her suitcases full of clothes, wigs, jewelry and makeup and walked outside of the studio. It was 5 pm, the sun was starting to set and she was still in her gold gown and full makeup.

“Fancy seeing you here.”

Adore turned around to see Bianca leaning against the wall. She must’ve been waiting for her uber as well.

“Hey. Thanks for not reading me to filth.” Adore said shyly. Bianca smiled.

“You know good and well I would never read you Adore.” Bianca said as she moved to stand next to her.

“That means a lot, thank you.” Adore murmured.

Bianca smiled and put her arm around Adore.

“Ugh, you’re so tall in these heels queen. But I have to say, you made this dress look incredible.” Bianca

admired.

“I’m sorry, I’m like a giraffe!” Adore laughed. Bianca was fixated on her smile as the sunlight hit her face. She was so beautiful and so free.

“Adore?” Bianca asked.

Adore turned to look at Bianca. She was so perfect with her smooth skin and dark lips. She wished she was in a better state of mind, maybe they could’ve actually worked out.

“Yes baby?” Adore asked.

Bianca was only inches away from her at this point. Adore was frozen in time as she felt her pull her to her lips. They met softly, but then Adore closed the distance between them and pulled Bianca close to her. Their mouths moved in unison and Adore slipped her tongue in Bianca’s mouth as she grabbed her neck. Adore moaned as she felt the grab and then realized what she was doing.

“Bianca I-”

Bianca grabbed a fist full of hair and started moving up her lips up her neck. Adore moaned and lost her train of thought as Bianca closed in on her again. She felt her trailing down from her neck to her chest where she bit down and sucked, trying to leave a hickey.

“Bianca stop, I can’t.” Adore pushed Bianca off of her gently. Bianca looked at her with wide eyes. Their lipsticks were all over each other and then some, there was a lovely mix between the two shades all over Bianca’s face.

“Why not?” Bianca finally asked. Both queens were breathing heavily trying to catch their breath.

“Because! You don’t know what you want B! You tell me to leave and be free and then you’re here kissing me. It’s fucking confusing.” Adore exclaimed.

“I want you Adore. I’m stupid, I should’ve never let you go.” Bianca said trying to grab her hand. Adore shook it off.

“No. You can’t just decide when you want me B. I can’t do this. Not until you get better. Maybe you just need a break from dating. Cuz you broke my fucking heart.” Adore tearfully said.

“I never meant to break your heart Adore…” Bianca frowned. Her eyes were getting red again, she felt like crying with Adore.

“Bianca, no Roy. I have to go. Please just take care of yourself. Take a break from dating. It’ll spare yourself and whoever you’re with the heartbreak.” Adore said.

Adore’s uber had pulled up. She sighed and started getting her suitcases together to load in the trunk.

“Adore.” Bianca stated.

Adore turned around, her long dark curly hair flowing in the wind. Her makeup was ruined, lipstick was all over her face and chest and her eyeliner and mascara were nonexistent. But Bianca had never seen her look more beautiful and free.

“I love you.” Bianca said.

Adore’s eyes widened at the 3 words. She shook her head and put the last suitcase in her car.

Adore looked at Bianca one last time before she got into her uber. Her usually perfect makeup was anything but perfect right now as she stared at her.

“Goodbye, Bianca.” Adore said trying to keep her voice from cracking.