#ok now let me just [screams] i’m sooooo happy with how this came out

[druidgroves]

this house is haunted with dead men i can’t lose / and a sneaky old feeling gives me those haunted house blues

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[ks-dreams-fantasies]

Can you write one where the reader surprise vinnie on his bday like the readee said that she cant go to his bday bc of something

*Pics not mine*

Birthday boy – Vinnie Hacker

Sooooo… I decided to turn this request into a smut 👁👅👁  If you are not comfortable, don’t worry you can read the first half of the story before it gets to heated. I got carried away, sorry 😬 Hope you enjoy it still

Author’s note: In this story, both the reader and Vinnie are of legal drinking age, and the pandemic is long over

Warning: Smut 🔥

Word Count: 1.9k (not proofread)

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‘’ I know you’re disappointed Vinnie, I am too, but we’re not done filming yet” you said to your boyfriend over the phone. You had been away to Canada for the past month, shooting for a movie with other young actors. You loved your job, but being away from the people you loved the most, was difficult.

“Can’t you take a couple of days off?” He asked almost whining

“It doesn’t work like that Vin” you sighed, you knew he was sad “I’m sorry, I’ll make it up to you, I promise” you continued, smiling softly, even though he couldn’t see you.

“I just miss you, and the fact that you won’t be here for my birthday sucks” he huffed “I know it’s not your fault”

“I miss you too” you said before getting interrupted by a knock on the door. “I have to go baby, we’re getting ready to film, I’ll call you later, I love you”

“Ok, I love you” he responded before you hung up, making your way to set. Tomorrow was your last day of filming before a two-weeks break. You hadn’t told Vinnie, wanting to surprise him for his birthday, since it was a last-minute decision from the movie director. You were stocked to go back to L.A to see your friends for a few days. You had decided that for Vinnie’s birthday, you would plan a nice trip away from everything, just the two of you. You had talked with Thomas and Mia, knowing you could trust them with your secret. They had kept you up to date on everything, including the party schedule.

You would see him in only two days, and you couldn’t wait to be near him. You missed everything about your boyfriend, his hugs, his kisses, his voice, his laugh, his touch, oh how you missed his touch. A month away from each other wasn’t an easy task since the both of you were always together. He hadn’t had the chance to come visit you on set since he had a bunch of contracts and projects to work on, himself.

The day finally came for you to go back home to Vinnie, and you couldn’t be more excited. He didn’t suspect anything since you had called him that morning, wishing him a Happy Birthday.

“Thomas said you sent me a package, but I’m not allowed to open it till later tonight” he had said, loving that even though you couldn’t be with him on his special day, you had still thought about sending him something.

“I believe you can wait a few more hours” you had smiled, looking at him through your phone screen. The FaceTime call lasted for another fifteen minutes before you had to go

“Ok baby, I’ll call you back later tonight so we can open your gift together, have a good day, I love you”you had said looking at the time, knowing you had to leave soon to make it to your flight in time

“I love you too (Y/N)” he smiled fondly at you “See you tonight” he had said

“See you tonight” You had chuckled, before hanging up. He was on for a big surprise and you couldn’t wait to see his reaction.

You texted Mia when you landed. The plan was to sneak you into the house without him noticing, so you could get ready. The boys had finished working out, your boyfriend going to take a shower before the party started. It was the perfect time to go in, following Mia to hers and Thomas’s bedroom.

“I’m so glad you’re here” she said excitedly “He’s going to be so happy to see you (Y/N)” she continued, jumping up and down. “I’ll let you get ready, people are starting to arrive” she said before exiting the door.

You decided to scroll through your phone for a bit before getting ready for the party. Vinnie had just posted a new TikTok of him in the shower, like always, but that was enough to make you melt at the sight of him.

To: Mon Amour❤️👅

Still on set, just saw your TikTok. 👀

How can one human be so handsome 😩 it’s not fair

He had responded soon after, making you smile, while making your way to take a shower as well. When you got out, you could already hear the music blasting downstairs, indicating the party had started. You finished getting ready and texted Thomas to distract your boyfriend while you went to join the girls in the living room. You made sure to stand close to him and his friends, but still far enough to observe him without him noticing you right away.

“Vin, that girl’s been looking at you for the past ten minutes man” Jordan had said, smirking as he saw you on the other side of the room

“Yeah and?” he answered, shrugging his shoulders not turning to look at the girl in question

“She kind of look like (Y/N) if you ask me” his friend had retorted, making the birthday boy stare at the group of girls, spotting you immediately, almost running towards you, smiling widely at the sight of you.

“Is that really you?” he asked, his eyes wide and mouth still agape, you chuckled, pulling him into a hug

“Happy Birthday baby” you murmured in his ear, leaving a kiss below it, the action making him shiver.

“I can’t believe you’re here” he responded, hugging you tightly, before detaching himself a little bit to stare into your eyes. He had this ability to make you melt just by looking at you. He moved his face closer to yours, kissing you passionately. His lips were soft and demanding, he wanted more, and you knew he had missed you as much as you’d missed him.

“Get a room you guys” Michael said, passing the both of you, making you laugh against each other before detaching yourselves. He grabbed your hand, leading you to the beer pong table, where Connor and Calvin were playing and drinking.

It had been an hour since you reunited with Vinnie, and you were still near the beer pong table, talking and laughing with the others. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, scared that if he did, you would disappear. His arms were around your shoulders, staring at the way your mouth was moving while speaking to Michael and Alex.

“Hey yo Vinnie, you’re still with us?” Alex had said, making your boyfriend diverted his gaze towards him, sipping on his red solo cup

“Yeah” he chuckled lightly “Sorry” the boys laughed at him, knowing damn well he was only paying attention to you.

“You’re up next birthday boy” you said, nodding towards the table, where two team had just done playing. You all moved towards the beer pong table, Vinnie playing with Michael and Alex playing with Kouvr. You stayed next to them, watching the scene in front of you. Vinnie was having so much fun, laughing and drinking with his friends, he would often take a glance at you to make sure, you were ok. Alex and Kouvr were losing, Michael laughing at them and Vinnie getting almost every shot he took.

You got lost in the moment, just admiring him, and the way he looked extra good tonight. Even under his white t-shirt, you could see every muscle of him flex. His large hands grasping the ball before shooting it into the cup, making him celebrate the victory with Michael. He caught you staring at him and came right back to stand in front of you.

“Everything’s ok baby?” he asked you, smirking, knowing what it did to you. After a few seconds of silence, he took your hand in his, as you followed him upstairs. He led you towards his bedroom, but you were surprised when he went in and continued walking towards the connected bathroom, closing the door behind you. You stood there, leaning against the counter, Vinnie taking a few steps closer to you, standing centimeters away from your face. His lips found yours quickly, taking control of your mouth easily, your tongues dancing and battling together, Vinnie deepening the kiss. You didn’t realize you were holding your breath until he pulled away, and redirected his kisses on your neck, sucking on the sensitive skin, making you let out a small moan.

“Fuck, I missed you (Y/N)” he murmured against you, pressing his lower half to your aching core. Your hands travelled to his hair, tugging lightly, something you knew he loved for you to do.

“I want you Vin” you whispered in his ears, making him grunt, before he turned you around quickly, making you both look at your reflection in the mirror. You could feel him get impatient, as he pressed his hard member against your covered ass. One of his hands rested on your hip as the other slid down your back, forcing you down into a bending position. You reached down to the end of your dress, lifting it up, for Vinnie to get a better view. He ran a hand through your hair, fisting them, grasping and pulling them gently. A loud moan left your lips at the action, making you back up into him, as he started to grind into you, over and over again.

“V-Vinnie” you mumbled, as he snaked his hand slowly into your damp underwear, making you let out a sight of satisfaction. His skillful fingers found their way to your dripping fold, spreading your arousal on the rest of your needy core. Vinnie kept a steady pace, pumping in and out of you, making you scream in ecstasy. You had been craving his touch for a month now and you couldn’t contain yourself anymore.

“Fuck me already” you said, wanting to feel more of him than his fingers. He bit his lips at the sight of you, begging for more, before yanking your panties down your legs in a quick motion. He unbuttoned his pants quickly, making them drop to the floor, his erection springing free on his covered stomach. He pumped himself a few times, before lining himself at your entrance, your eyes meeting his reflection, your pussy throbbing at what was about to happen. He grabbed your hips, pushing all the way in, your broken moans filling is ears, feeling your tightness around him.

“You’re so tight” he whimpered as you moaned, reaching back to grab onto him. He began to piston his hips harder against yours, making you yelp out in pleasure and surprise, feeling your orgasm approaching. His hand laid a hard smack on your ass, as you bit your bottom lips, trying to contain your moans. You could feel Vinnie’s trusts getting sloppier, indicating he was close as well.

“I’m so close” he almost didn’t hear you. His hand trailed down the front of your body, snaking his fingers down your swollen clit, rubbing it perfectly to bring you over the edge. Your legs started shaking, Vinnie pumping in and out of you, as he rode your orgasm. You clenched around him and the action was enough to make him cum, himself, spilling his loads into you, groaning loudly.

Once you were done, he helped you clean the mess the both of you had made, laughing lightly as you both got dressed.

“Best surprise ever” he said, smiling as he kissed your temple.

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Thanks for reading

Hope you liked it, let me know what you think

-K

[zonna-c]

Perfume Disaster

warning: soft/safe vore story

Zonna thought she had made it clear to Asmo to not spray anything near her! After all the trouble she and Satan had went through testing the different perfumes, colognes, lotions and face creams on her back to see which one caused her to break out. Just so Asmo could hug her without her breaking out a rash.

But no, he was just so excited about these new perfumes that smell “oh so good “ he had completely forgotten about her allergy as he sprayed it on her and himself before she could stop him or run away, she had to admit it did smell good like mint mixed with honey?...something sweet, But it was a little strong. She sniffled trying hard not to sneeze and she pulled away from Asmo covering her nose “Oh Zonna I completely forgot I am sooooo sorry!” Asmo whined as she started her sneezing fit sounding more like a kitten than a human sneezing

“I-it achoo f- aa-ine s-shower” Zonna mumble mid sneeze as she walked away to her room leaving Asmo in the hallway as she slammed her door close before jumping into the shower making sure she scrub off the perfume, “well on the bright side Asmo can wear that one, it didn't break me out it just strong.” Zonna grumble after the shower towel drying her hair when Asmo came in.

“I'm so sorry!” Asmo said wrapping his arms around her

“Blow dry my hair and all is forgiven.” Zonna said with a huff, all the brother knew just how much she hated drying her hair, and her bad habit of falling asleep with her hair still soaking wet. Mammon had made it his job to dry her hair before she fell asleep ever since Satan said that humans can get sick if they got to bed with wet hair even though it's a myth!

“Of course.” Asmo said happy as he when to grab her hairdryer having her sit on the floor well he sat on the bed brushing through and blow drying her long brown hair he was careful around her ears making sure he didn't grab her earning as he brushing till her hair was dry and fluffy" there we go like it never happen.” Asmo purred as he put the hairdryer down

“No more perfumes,” Zonna grumbled as she got up sitting down beside him, flinching back when he leaned in closer to sniff her “w-what? Are you doing?”

“You smell really good.” Asmo purred, how had he not noticed how incredible she smelled before? He leaning closer his hands coming up to grab her shoulders easy pushing her down onto the bed as he leaned down close to her neck inhaling her scent “really you smell…, delicious.” he purred into her ear before licking her neck giggling at her little yelp as she shivered

“Asmo!” she growled trying to push him off her “NOT Funny, g-get off!” she grumbled as he didn't move.

He purred pulled back to look at her face “please, let me eat you.” he begged giving her his best puppy dog eyes she blushed looked away from him

When she saw that look in his eye she realized something was seriously wrong. It was like that time with Diavolo and that pudding! But instead of wanting to love her, he wants to eat her! This was sooo much worse! “Asmo no” Zonna said sternly pushing against his chest trying to get him off so she could make a run for it but he wouldn't move “Bad Dog stay!” she shouted the pact makes him freeze up before collapsing beside her unable to move. She quickly got up running out of her room as he called after her begging her not to go.

Now that she was outside of her room she had to deal with the other brothers! She didn't think about that, she just wanted to get away from Asmo! Where could she run to? She couldn't go outside the other demons would rip her apart so no help from the angels or Diavolo. Lucifer! Lucifer has held out against other spells so, maybe, he wouldn't try to eat her? That was her only chance it seemed as Beel rounded the corner coming back from the kitchen. The normally gentle giant was smiling happily eating a sandwich before he saw her. She nervously took a step back from him “sorry beel got to run!” she said and quickly turned to bolt down the hall when he stopped in his tracks sniffing the air drool running down his chin as he quickly gave chase.

She would have screamed hearing his thundering footsteps behind her as he called after her, but she was busy running for her life. Lucky for her there was music coming from the library Lucifer's hidden office! She quickly and suddenly turned into the library banging into the door frame but made it inside and ran to the secret door banging loudly as she watched Beel try to run into the library too only to wipe out and run into the wall “L-lucifer o-open the door!” Zonna shouted, feeling like she was in a horror movie pushing herself against the door as Beel got up and marched up to her looking more like a starving lion than the gentle giant she knew.

Just before Beel could grab her Lucifer open the door and Zonna quickly slipped into the room hiding behind him “what going on?” Lucifer asked as she pushed him out of the way hiding behind him. As Beel growled suddenly in his demon form glaring at Lucifer since he was now in the way of getting his little human snack.

“Give her to me.” he growled

“Asmo sprayed some new perfume on me. I think that’s what causing this, Amso wanted to eat me too but I got away from him, and then I ran into Beel in the hallway.`` Zonna said with a yelp running to the other side of the office as Beel tried to push passed Lucifer and grab her even though Lucifer easily pushed Beel back closing the door, it was scary. hearing Beel roars of frustration as he banged on the door only added to her panic.

“Don't, worry he won't get in.”

“So you're fine?” Zonna asked backing away from Lucifer as he tried to walk over to her tell her back hit the wall causing her to jump looking back as he trapped her against the wall gently grabbing her chin making her look up at him as he lend down breathing in deep

“Mmm…, I will admit you do smell temping, but unlike my brother I won't try and take a bite.” Lucifer purred his chest puffing out with pride as he said that, letting her go walking back to his desk

“Good cause I don't think I can outrun you and Beel.” Zonna said grumbled trying to get her legs to stop trending. looking away from Lucifer trying to calm down and stop blushing before taking a sit by the fireplace

“So do you know what this new perfume Asmo got was called?” Lucifer asked with a sigh as he pulled out his phone

“Umm no but I am sure he posted it on devilgram.” Zonna said before patting her pockets grumbling about leaving her phone in her room with Asmo

“What did it look like?” lucifer asked

“A, purple liquid in a crystal ball looking bottle?” Zonna said as she thought about it

Lucifer found the picture and sent it to Barbatos asking if he knew anything about this perfume's effect on humans. “I guess you just have to stay here with me to tell us to figure this all out.” Lucifer said with a sigh rubbing his forehead, setting his phone down as he started to work on the stack of paperwork trying to distract himself, easily tuning out the Beel as he begged and banged on the door.

She stayed by the fireplace staring at the door, only relaxing when Beel finally stopped banging on the door, it seemed he gave up, or maybe got too hungry and went back to the kitchen, either way she was just glad he stopped. She got up and picked out a book to read, as they waited for Barbatos to text Lucifer back, moving to sit down as far from him as possible. She sat down on the rug by the fire glancing up at him every few seconds making sure he was still at his desk but as time went on she relaxed getting wrapped up in the story she was reading.

Lucifer barely noticed the scent at first grumbling about his brother's lack of self control as he easily brushed off the temptation working on his paperwork but the longer she stay the more he noticed it, he huffed looking up thinking she had moved closer but no she was sitting on the rug still happily reading her book. He shook his head going back to his paperwork only looking up when his phone beeped, putting his pen down picking up his phone reading the text smiling to himself text Barbatos back, a mischievous smirk on his face as his stomach growled hungry he got up, and easy walking over unnoticed by Zonna

Zonna was so wrapped up in her book that she didn't notice him slowly sneaking up on her tell he was behind her wrapping his arms around her burying his nose into the nape of her neck

“L-lucifer!” she shouted dropping the book “let go”

“No,” he growled as he sat down behind her stretching his legs out around her moving her so her back pressed into his chest holding her tight

“Your hurting me can’t breathe.” Zonna said as she squirmed he wasn't but she didn't like the feeling of be trapped

“Lier,” Lucifer growled resting his head on her shoulder

“You feeling ok? Maybe you should go get some air?” Zonna asked, feeling him shake his head no, and they fell into silence only broken by Lucifer's stomach growling loudly sending a shiver down her spine “sounds like you hungry maybe you should go get something to eat?” she said with a nervous chuckle

“Why would I do that when you're right here?” Lucifer purred “A delicious, scared little human already wrapped up in my arms, what could be better than that?”

“L-Lucifer that's not funny” Zonna whined trying to pull his arm off her

“Am not joking, you always smelled so delicious, this amazing Beel hasn’t eaten you.” he said matter of factly one of his long strong arm wrap around her middle easily held her in place, as he run his fingers through her hair with the other hand “your just so small, and fragile looking, even though you proven your not, it hard not to see you as a little fragile kitten needing to be protected.” lucifer whisper sweetly in her ear sending a shiver down her spine

“Then you should protect me, not eat me! D-Diavolo will be mad if you k-kill me.” Zonna almost whispered trembling

“Oh, shhhh, easy zo, I don't want to hurt you.” Lucifer purred in her ear, stroking her back. “I just want to hold you close, closer than I ever have before. Safe away from my brothers, hidden away from the world. Away from everything but me….. Hidden away from everyone but me, you’ll be safe and warm, and I'll be nice and full…, till I let you out of course.”

“H-how can ea-..., that, be safe?” Zonna asked with a yelp and shivered feeling his warm tongue lick the side of her neck leaving behind warm drool as he purred his stomach growled hungry, his hold tighten as she squirmed trying to get up and run away as he calmly played with her hair with his other hand as though she was sitting still not at all bother by her trying to wiggle away

“Come know, I am one of the most powerful demons in devildom. Do you really think I don't know a few spells to keep you safe?” he scuffed

“Your brothers will be mad!” Zonna grumbled still trying to get away from him

“They don't have to find out.” lucifer purred easy holding her still “I wouldn't tell them if you don't” he said with a chuckle licking her again drool running down her back this time as he hummed

“W-what about….b-barbatos! You texted Barbatos, what if he and Diavolo stop by to help stop the perfume's effects?” Zonna said confidently like she had found a loophole.

Lucifer chuckled. “He texted back earlier the effect will get worse and stronger before they get better so it would be best to keep you locked in a room all by yourself for the next 12 or so hours, so I doubt he will stop by to see you unless he wants to eat you.” Lucifer purred, breathing in deep “You smell so good, but you taste even better.” his warm breath washing over her back

“P-please stop, you're scaring me lucifer.” zonna whimpered

“Why are you so scared? You want to be eaten don't you? You get so flustered when we threaten to eat you, I didn't miss the way you stare. You do want to be eaten don't you? Lock away deep inside, away from everything surrounded by warm darkness only hearing my heartbeat, breathing, my voice rumbling around you. What's so bad about that?” Lucifer purred happily as she relaxed against him.

“You won't take no for an answer will you?” Zonna sigh cover her blushing face with her hands

“No.” Lucifer chuckled happily playing with her hair knowing he was winning the argument

“And I can't leave, because your brothers have no control over themselves and I have nowhere else to hide.” Zonna whined

“Correct.” lucifer purred happily licking her neck again cause her to jump

“Though I could use the pact and…., just make you leave, wait out my time here.” Zonna mumbled quietly, yelping as Lucifer hugged her tightly from behind burying his head into her neck grumbling/growing into her shoulder waiting for her to command him to leave. “Lucifer let go.” she commanded him, he grumbled as he was forced to let go waiting for her to tell him to leave but she just turned around to face him and chuckled, reaching up to ruffle his hair. “But.., how can I do that? When you've been trying to convince me to trust you, I don't think I would be able to face you ever again if I kicked you out now.”

“So, you’ll let me eat you?” lucifer asked picking up his head as she looked away from him playing with her hair

“O-only if you promise it's safe and you let me pet your wings for as long as i want after.” zonna said somewhat hesitantly

“Deal.” Lucifer purred happily kissing her forehead before mumbling a spell she shiver feeling the spell wash over her, a little surprised when he asked her to close her eyes before he started saying another spell a wave of dizziness washed over her, she reached up rubbing her head as the feeling disappeared she blinked looking up jumping when she saw just how big lucifer had become. Really she had been the one to shrink down about a foot tall. “I would have made you smaller but I thought keeping you bigger would help you not freak out as bad and it would be nice to have a filling meal instead of a snack.” lucifer purred

Zonna was shaking slowly back away tripping on her own feet falling down having second thoughts about this whole idea know that she was so small jumping when his stomach growled

He hummed slowly moving to lay down his huge fingers moving closer gently rubbing her back trying to calm her “easy little rabbit, it’s ok”

She huffed but found herself relaxing into his fingers maybe cause of the silly nickname or the fact he didn't snatch her up but gently rubbed her back instead “touch one curses book, you guys are never going to let that go are you?” she grumbled flinching when he moved closer

“Nope, you were such a cute little bunny and now you don't touch any books without gloves do you? Smart little rabbit.” he purred leaning closer one of his fingers reaching up to rub the top of her head ruffling her hair, he seemed to be in no hurry to eat her

“I would rather not end up feeling like I'm walking on ice, slipping on the hardwoods or getting dressed up in pink stuff against my will by Asmo again or Belphie crushing me in his sleep.” Zonna grumbled but somehow completely relaxing into his warm hand and lending into the gently head rub even closing her eyes loving the attention and warmth his hand provided

Lucifer smirks, she was just so trusting she always seemed to let her guard down around him “You smell so delicious.” Lucifer purred, licking his lips trying hard not to drool.

Zonna froze up, he was watching her so intensely now, she shivered leaning back into his finger as he leaned closer licking her check, she closed her eyes letting out a squeak as she cured herself. Right lucifer wants to eat you, her instincts screamed at her to run to get away from the dangers predator but before she could even try to run his fingers curled around her waist easy picking her up as he sat up his other hand coming up to his collared shirt skillfully untying his tie and unbuttoned his shirt top two button never breaking eye contact with her as she pushing at his fingers trying to pull them off her hips kicking her legs

“Ll-Lucifer I changed my mind! l-let me go!” zonna squeaked shivering when she looked down at the ground his growling stomach made her look up seeing him frowned down at her he started to move her down to the ground but before he let her go he suddenly moving her up to his face his other hand coming up gently grabbing her thrashing legs

“Oh? well it's too late for that.” lucifer purred eye half open seem the perfume had taken a hold of him as he opening wide stuffing her head inside before she could protested

His hand moved from holding her waist to grabbing her arms, holding them down to her side, one finger running up and down her back soothingly as he licked her face, his loud purring drowning out anything she tried to say.

She struggled wanting to scream, to command him to spit her out but he was drooling so much it was hard not to drown let alone say something. She yelp when he push her farther into his mouth swallowing her head and shoulder his lip closing around her middle still holding her legs still but he let go of her arms not like it did her any good in the little space she had in his mouth and his lips and teeth to slippery to get a good grip and she felt gravity shifted as he tilted his head up gulping loudly around her already to her hips happily licking her middle lucky for her, her thick leather jacket protecting her from get tickled but she wiggled with what little room she had. She froze when she felt something press against her head, she felt it again figuring out that he was rubbing at the bulge she was staring to make in his neck before gulping again his rumbling purring stop as she was know blocking his airway as his licked at her legs she could know clearly feel his fingers as he rub at the bulge she was making in his neck. Her head already passed his collarbone she could hear his heart loud and clear thumping quickly as he gulp down her legs way faster than the rest of her at some point his must have worked off her shoes since she felt her bare feet get licked only once before he gulp she giggle involuntarily from the lick glad he didn't stop to savor the last of her, since her feet where very ticklish but hating every second of being upside down, squeezed down his tight hot throat his loud rumbling purred returning as soon as he caught his breath and only got louder when she was pushing into his belly which stretching it out a little with how big she was. It grumbled happily around her almost like it was welcoming her. She wiggled and struggled first to get upright then just to show how mad she was about this, she kicked and wiggled stretching as much as the stomach would allow trying to make lucifer uncomfortable hate that he had just gone ahead and eaten her when she told him to stop.

He sighs, closing his eyes, licking his lips, leaning back with a sigh. Before lying down on his back both hands rubbing his struggling bulging stomach loving the way she moved and pushed against his fingers his tight button up shirt and vest made it hard for her to move around and helped hide the bulge but most would be able to tell especially when she moved around making it look like his vest had a mind of it own but he felt so good to have her all to himself he purred loudly curling up on his side hugging his belly his was red as a tomato and was just glad no one could see him purring like a cat all curled up on the floor, why hasn't he done this sooner? She tasted so good! He wished he could have savored her longer but he had run out of air. She felt so good in there so filling…,

“Lucifer!” she shouted breathing hard pushing against his hands

“Hmmm?” he hummed. Her shouted derailed his train of thought, and slowly snapped out of the happy fog that had clouded his mind. He looked down at his middle, sitting up when he felt her shaking he pauses hand hovering over his belly before he mumbled “You're perfectly safe in there Zonna.” he voice soft barely above a whisper as he looked away from his belly curing himself for losing it to the perfume effects as he rubbed his belly gently slower than before trying to calm her, and was relieved to feeling her settle down breathing hard trying to catch her breath he didn't even notice that he was still purring as he gently rubbed at her.

“BAD DOG” she growled, making him freeze up feeling the pull of the pact, his body ready to do whatever she commanded but she didn't say anything or move for a long few seconds making him panic a little, before she laughed, she…, was laughing at him.

“And what do you find so amusing?” Lucifer growled glaring at his middle, how dare his human laugh at him.

“Oh nothing, it's just funny how much you just freaked out and you finally stop purring…, while for a minute..,” she said since he had started up again as soon as she laughed, she giggled to herself as he cleared his throat loudly and stopped purring “awww, are you embarrassed? You sound like a kitten” she giggled running her hand down the front wall coaxing another purr from him “oh? Does someone like belly rubs?” she cooed like she was talking to a dog sure he scared her but now that she was in his belly there wasn't much she could do about it and nothing was burning or hurting so far so why not tease lucifer like he had with her?

“Do you find this amusing?” lucifer growled his finger twitching wanting to rub back but he stubbornly keep them at his side biting his tongue to stop himself from purring as she rubbed but his stomach growled happily round her.

“Yes I do, the tables have turned now I get to mess with you!” Zonna said with a chuckle and she knead gently against the soft, warm wall instead of rubbed feeling him wiggled around a little before the purrs returned tenfold she yelp and gravity suddenly changed as he flop down on his back his hand rubbed and pushed against her as he seemed to be almost rolling around on the ground. “Who is a good boy? Who loves belly rubs? Who loves belly rubs?” she teases as she moved around kneading different part of his stomach making him purr and laugh as she wiggled around talking like how she would to a puppy not expecting a answer

so when Lucifer almost shouted “ME!” she lost it laughing hard. She stopped kneading, grabbing her own stomach as she laughed so hard she snorted a few times and just couldn't calm herself down since every time she stopped laughing she thought about it, and a new wave of laughter washed over her as Lucifer inside glowed a dark blue.

Lucifer froze curled up on his side hugging his middle, his purrs coming to a stop as he listened to her laugh and snort his face aflame. As he grumbled to himself his pride took a serious hit. “Am glad you're having fun since I'm not letting you out till I want to.” Lucifer purred, patting his belly as he slowly picked himself up from the floor as she slowly stopped laughing only giggling a little. Which came to a stop as soon as he cleared his throat. “As fun as that was, I need to get back to filling out paperwork, so if you are so kind as to not move around like that again, unless you want to be punished when I let you out.” lucifer said as he straighten his shirt brushing himself off before picking up her little black boots from the ground his one hand stayed on his belly as he walking back to his desk sitting down placing the boots on the table with a sigh running his fingers through his hair before picking up his pen and starting to get back to work.

Zonna sighed knowing not to push her luck, as he got up his stomach calming down the glow wasn't as intestine and was known a softer blue as he purred softly, since he wasn’t moving she guess he had gone back to work she huffed hating that he could go from a purring mess on the floor to calm and collected. And just ignore her. She smiled as Lucifer purred louder, feeling his hand rub at her as she wiggled around just trying to curl up and get comfy which wasn't too hard since the walls wrapped around her holding her gently. She settled down gently pressing her hand out against the warm soft wall “ lucifer?” she called, hearing him humm in responds “Did you know that your inside glows blue?” she asked

“No, how would i?” lucifer huffed as he worked of his paperwork

“Yea i guess so, but it’s pretty.” Zonna hummed ‘drawing’ on the walls with her finger just making random shapes making lucifer purr before she froze up and groaned loudly grumbling to herself

“What's wrong?” lucifer asked

“Oh nothing, I'm just wearing a Leather jacket and sitting in a puddle of drool.” Zonna grumbled

“The protective charm should protect the jacket too.” lucifer sighed

“Yea but how do you get drool out of a leather jacket?” Zonna grumbled “And it way to hot in here for a jacket” as she unzipped it trying to cool herself off a little before giving up and wiggling and squirming in the small space to get the jacket off sighing in relief once she finally got it off and relaxed back down

“A little warning before you squirm around, please, Zonna.” Lucifer growled glaring at the dark pen mark half way up the paper he was just finishing filling out before sighing throwing it in the finish pile

“S-sorry.” zonna mumbled jumping at his harsh tone holding her jacket close. He sigh rubbing at her as he felt she freeze up, smiling as he felt her relax into his rubs as he finished his paperwork in silent his one hand never leaving his belly as he lost track of time but did notice that zonna stop moving around only little twitch or a little kick he stop work looking down at his belly only then did he notice that she had fallen asleep he smiled gently patting his belly before getting back to work.

But the peaceful silence could only last so long as a loud banging came from the office door. Lucifer grumbled to himself not wanting to get up and disturb zonna but whoever it was wasn’t going to stop banging so with a sigh he got up and walked over to the door only opening it a crack to see it was mammon it looked like he had just gotten back from a photoshoot “what it is?” lucifer growled trying hard not to purred as zonna rolled over in her sleep

“Asmo and beel said something weird happened with zonna and she with ya?” mammon question trying to look passed lucifer into the room

“That correct asmo perfume made her smell too tempting, asmo and beel both wanted to eat her so she hid away from everyone.” lucifer said with a sigh keeping the door almost closed making sure mammon couldn't see his bulging middle and hoped zonna would wake up or call out in her sleep as he talked to mammon

“Where?” Mammon asked looking lucifer over noticing that his tie and collar where undone but he didn't look like he had fallen asleep at his desk or even a little tired so there was no reason for him to look so disheveled, mammon crossing his arm taking a step closer to the door trying to look passed lucifer as glaring at his older brother something wasn't quite right but mammon couldn't put his finger on it

“I put her in my room.” Lucifer said confidently lying through his teeth know that Mammon was closer he could smell Zonna scent on Lucifer breath he growled

“No ya didn't” Mammon growled shoving the door open “I smell her on ya breath!” he growled, throwing himself onto lucifer who stumbled back not expecting mammon to ram into him the sudden moving started Zonna awake “you ate her?!?” mammon shouted

“No so loud mammon.” Lucifer growled back shoving mammon down to the floor quickly closing the door hoping the whole house hadn't heard mammon outburst.

“What happened?” Zonna asked pawing at the front wall panicking did he say mammon? That was the worst person to find out! He can't keep a secret she’d almost prefer Beel find out over mammon!

“Mammon freaking out over nothing.” lucifer growled glaring at his wide eyed brother as he gently rubbed his belly feeling Zonna settle back down and lean into his touch

“S-sss-she alive?” mammon stuttered

“Of course she is, I wouldn't kill her.” Lucifer growled rolling his eyes of course mammon would think the worst. Mammon sighed in relief glad she was alive before grumbling to himself pouting “what is it known mammon?” lucifer huffed rubbing his forehead

“I should've been the first one to eat her!” mammon growled

Lucifer smirked “well if you would have been doing your job as her protector you would have. Though I would have had to punish you for doing so, maybe be glad you didn't. “Lucifer growled and covered his middle with his hand as mammon just kept staring. “And Mammon if I hear the others talking about this…, let just say Cerberus will have a new chew toy.” mammon yelp nodding his head and quickly leaving lucifer office before he got strung up to the chandelier again

“I don't think he's going to be able to keep this a secret.” Zonna whined as lucifer sat back down

“Guess I will have to share my little snack.” lucifer sighed sadly

“HEY, I'm not a snack!” Zonna growled

“I’m sorry, You're right your not a snack your definitely a meal.” lucifer purred licking his lips his stomach grumbling in agreement as he rub at her

“I HATE YOU!” Zonna huffed

“Love you too bunny.” Lucifer purred sweetly

“I AM NOT A BUNNY!” Zonna shouted as Lucifer chuckled getting back to work.

[watchyourbluesturngolden]

matching tattoos

warnings: none

word count: 1.8k (the longest i’ve done in a while whoo 🎉)

"Stevie, I don't think your mom will be too happy with me if I let you do this," Harry said, eying his two year old daughter. She had been asking about it for weeks, but so far he'd been able to distract her before you caught wind of their conversation.

"Pleeeease, daddy?" She pouted, looking up at him with wide eyes. 

"Why don't we have some cookies instead, love?" 

"No." 

"Ummm... oh! I know what we can do! Why don't we go in my studio? You can play the piano, or the guitar, maybe sing a song for me..." He trailed off.

"I want to do this! Please?" 

Harry's heart melted in three seconds flat. How could he say no to her? He tried, he really did. He opened his mouth to say "no, mommy will really kill me, why don't we do something else?" but one glance at her sweet face left him speechless. He couldn't do it. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. 

"Alright, we'll do it... but!" He cut himself off, raising his voice slightly to be heard over her excited cheering. "But! We only have two hours til mommy gets home." She nodded eagerly, bouncing on her feet. 

"And if we do this it has to be our secret, mommy can't know. Can you keep this secret?" He said, making a very serious face. 

"Yes!" She squealed, giggling. 

"Pinky promise?" 

She beamed, holding her tiny hand up to his. He wrapped his finger around hers, squeezing for just a second before releasing her. 

"Go get the markers then, we have to work fast!" 

Stevie screamed in excitement, running as fast as her little legs could carry her. He heard her digging around the art room, probably making a huge mess, before he heard a scraping noise on the wood floor. She was pushing a box of markers that was nearly as big as she was, groaning dramatically. 

"It's... too... heavy," she panted.  "Please help!" 

Harry smiled, leaning down to pick up the box. He scooped her up too, settling them both down on the table. 

"Alright, Miss Styles," he said, adapting a posh accent. "This is a proper tattoo parlor, so we shall do this properly, hm?" 

She laughed, kicking her feet. 

"I want the mermaid!" She said, pointing to the ink on his forearm. 

"Patience, Miss Styles," He smiled, wetting a paper towel under the faucet. "First, we have to get your arm ready!" 

She held out her arm, tracing her little fingers over his other tattoos as he wiped her wrist with the cloth. 

"So, the mermaid, hm? You have excellent taste, Miss Stevie," he joked, throwing the towel back to the sink. "What color?" 

"Black, like yours," she said, smiling sweetly. 

He felt his heart squeezing as he reached for a black marker. She was so precious. He would do anything, literally anything, to make her happy. He knew it was probably dangerous, how much power this two year old had over him, but he didn't care. He had been in love with her since the day she was born; since the first time he had looked at her. 

"We can match, look at that!" He said, beginning to draw on her arm. "Did you know that I love you sooooo much?" 

"I love you too, daddy," she giggled. "And that tickles!" 

"Oh, it tickles, does it? Should I stop?" He hovered the marker over her skin, glancing at her teasingly. 

"No!" She yelled. "I want to match you!" 

"Alright then," He said, laughing as he went back to his task. "Why don't we listen to some music?" 

"Yeah!" 

"What should we listen to?" 

"Your song, the fire!" 

"The fire?" Harry looked up, confused. "None of my songs have fire in them, bug." 

"Yes," she said stubbornly. "And the fish!" 

Harry thought for a second before it clicked. "Do you mean Adore You?" 

"That one!" 

"You're right," He laughed. "That one does talk about fire. I'll get it, yeah?" 

He set down the marker, picking up his phone. After a minute, she was dancing in her seat to the drums of Adore You. When the chorus came on, she sang "walk through fire for you" while looking at Harry triumphantly. 

"Did you know this song is about mommy?" He said, focusing on his drawing. 

"Really?" She asked incredulously, eyes wide. 

"Really! It's about how much I love her." 

"Yucky," She said, scrunching her nose.

  "Yucky? That's not yucky!" he exclaimed. "It's nice!" 

Stevie hummed, kicking her feet along with the music.

   "It's yucky." 

"Stevie, you're hurting my feelings!" He said, gasping and clutching his chest dramatically. "I can't go on," he sighed, throwing his other arm over his forehead. "I'm sorry, daddy," She giggled, reaching up to pull his arm back to her. "Keep going!" 

He smiled, adding the finishing touches to her drawing.

"And... there we go! One mermaid, just for you." 

She beamed, holding her arm next to his to compare. 

"Daddy... your mermaid has no clothes. She needs some." 

"How about you draw her a shirt?" Harry laughed, handing her the marker. She furrowed her brow, focusing intently on her task. 

"Good job staying in the lines, love!" He said, ignoring the scribbles around the outline. "And you were right, it does tickle." 

"I know!" She laughed, giving the marker back. 

"What now?" 

"The... the heart!" She said, pointing the the small filled in shape on his upper arm. 

"Sure, that's an easy one." 

He proceeded to give her at least ten more matching "tattoos", including a cross, an anchor, a poorly drawn rose, and the green bay packers logo. 

"Daddy!" She gasped. "I have a idea!" 

"What's your idea, princess?" 

"The butterfly! On my belly!" 

"You want a butterfly on your belly?" He asked, lifting his shirt to show her his. "Like this?" 

"Yes!" She clapped. "Like that!" 

They were having the time of their lives, drawing and singing as loud as they could to all of Harry's songs. He loved watching her face every time he finished drawing. Her eyes would light up and she would pull his arm to hers, showing him how they matched. Every time a new song came on she would squeal and kick her legs because "it's my favorite song!" 

They had just finished making silly noises together at the end of "Sunflower" when Harry heard a noise. He froze with the marker on her arm, looking up quickly. 

He reached over to pause the music, holding a finger to his lips when she whined at him. He glanced at the clock, hoping he was just imagining things. You weren't supposed to be home for another hour. But no, that was definitely the sound of the front door opening, followed by your voice calling out a greeting. 

"Mommy!" Stevie shrieked, launching herself off the table. 

"No!" Harry hissed, grabbing her before she could run off. "Stevie, we have to wash this off!" 

He scooped her up, running up the stairs to the bathroom. 

"Harry?" You called out. That was weird. You could have sworn you heard them in the kitchen. "Stevie?" 

"We're- we're upstairs, love!" Harry yelled back. "Just cleaning up!" 

Cleaning what? You wondered, but didn't dwell on it for too long. It had rained recently, so they had probably gotten muddy outside. 

You made your way to the kitchen with the grocery bags, beginning to put everything away. Then you saw the box of markers. You narrowed your eyes, confused when you realized there was no paper around. What had they been drawing on? 

Up in the bathroom, Harry was starting to panic. He had set Stevie up on the counter while he was rubbing at the ink with a washcloth. 

"It's not coming off! Why isn't it coming off? The box said washable!" 

"No, don't take my mermaid!" She cried, pushing his hands away. 

"Stevie, love, I'm sorry, but we can't let mommy see these. Remember? They're secret tattoos." 

"Mommy will like them! They're nice," She pouted. 

"No, I don't think she will," Harry said, laughing nervously. "Maybe if we..." he grabbed the bottle of soap, dumping some onto the cloth. "There we are! Whew," he sighed in relief. "Good thing that worked, or daddy might have been sleeping on the couch tonight." 

Just as he was lifting her off the counter, he heard a knock at the door.

  "Harry? What are you doing in there?" 

He swung open the door, smiling charmingly. 

"Just a little cleanup! We... spilled some yogurt. Right Stevie?" 

She nodded, looking up at you innocently. 

"Ok... why were there markers all over the table, but no paper to use them on?" You asked, raising an eyebrow at him. 

"Uh... we were going to color, but then... the... yogurt explosion..." 

"Oh, I see," you said, still suspicious. "Stevie," you said, kneeling down to be at her eye level. "Is daddy telling the truth?" 

Harry held his breath. Stevie was notoriously bad at lying. Usually, Harry was thankful for this, but right now he could do with a little fib.

"Yes mommy, yogurt went everywhere," she said, eyes going wide as she mimicked an explosion with her hands.

You smiled, straightening up. 

"Well, I'm glad you got it cleaned up. I'm going to go put the rest of the groceries away." 

Harry exhaled as you got to the bottom of the stairs. He quickly lifted Stevie up, spinning her around. 

"Thank you, Stevie. You're such a sweetie," He said, pressing a kiss to her cheek. She giggled, wiping her face and wiggling in his arms.

"Let's go see what mom bought us!" He said, bouncing her as they ran downstairs. 

Harry thought he was in the clear. He really did. He had managed to scrub off all traces of the marker, including the scribbles drawn over his own mermaid. Luckily, Stevie was true to her pinky promise and didn't say a word. She told you about how they played outside and what books they read, but said nothing about the makeshift tattoos. She was good at being sneaky.

By the time Stevie was yawning, Harry really though everything was fine. When you went to change her into her pajamas, he settled into the couch to find a movie. 

Everything is fine, he thought. You had no id-

"Harry!" You yelled from down the hall. 

He hopped up from his seat, rushing to Stevie's room. 

"What is it?" 

"Harry," you said, turning towards him slowly. "Why does our daughter have a huge butterfly drawn on her tummy?" 

So close.

[shortie-babe]

Will this work?

Fluff

Diavolo x f!reader

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“Okay, we are all going to a party lord diavolo is throwing.” Lucifer says strictly. Everyone but you rolls their eyes at him knowing it's gonna turn into a lecture. “So, you guys need to show proper manners-” mammon cuts him off “yeah,yeah we know.”

“mammmmmmon.”

“Eep-”

You start pulling on lucifer “come ooooon! I wanna goooooo!” leviathan looks at you “why are you so excited to go?!” You let go of lucifer and look at leviathan “ I wanna see diavolo.” you cross your arms “I haven't seen him in ages.” you let out a hmph.

It's not unusual for the brothers to see you get like that when there's a chance to see diavolo. I mean ever since you came to the devildom you got oddly close to diavolo fast..maybe it was just your personalities? I mean you both can act like each other to the point Lucifer believes he lives with a female version of diavolo. Which can frustrate him..alot..

You all make it to the castle. You guys got there very early because of lucifer. You hear a voice “Y/N!”...its diavolo! “DIAVOLO!” you run to him and jump in his arms to hug him. He starts spinning you around and you two laugh. The brothers are annoyed wanting your hugs to.

“My lord, be careful. Spinning too much can harm a human.” barbatos says with his usual smile on his face.

“O-oh right.” Diavolo places you on the ground and pats your head. You give him a smile.

It's been an hour and the party already started. You were dancing with the brothers for a while. Until they start fighting over you, so you make your way to a table. You see a random demon walking towards you. You don't freak out, because sometimes you forget that you're not a demon like them.

“Who left a delicious snack like you laying around?~” the random demon starts looking you up and down.

“Yes, I am quite a snack~” you flip your hair and giggle at your comment.

The demon gets confused not knowing what that meant but he goes back to normal. “Why don't you come with me then snack?~” he grabs your wrist.

“I- uh, no thank you? Can you let me go-” you yank your wrist back which makes the demon tighten his grip and it starts hurting.

“O-ok ow! Ow! Let go of me!” you scream moving your wrist around to try and loosen the grip but all it does is make him tighten the grip even more, leaving a bruise on you. Suddenly someone puts a hand on his shoulder. “Excuse me, but she's with me.”Diavolo tightens his grip, almost breaking the demon's shoulder. The action makes the demon let go of you and runs off. Diavolo grabs your hand softly so he can look at the bruise on your wrist. You look at his face and see sadness in his eyes.

“O-oh! It's fine diavolo! I’m fine” you start saying to calm him down but in reality it hurts like hell and he knows it does. Though he may need to be reminded sometimes he knows how fragile humans are.

“y/n, come on let me wrap up your wrist.” diavolo looks at you with puppy eyes.

“But, what about the party?” you ask.

“Oh, its ok barbatos is taking care of it!” diavolo gives you a comforting smile.

“Fine..” you respond. Diavolo smiles brightly and takes your hand gently leading you to the closest bathroom. You look at how your hands are together blushing at the thought of you two holding hands more often.

You two make it to the closest bathroom. Diavolo sits you on the counter and crouches down to look for the bandages in the cabinet. You kick your legs back and forth and look around the bathroom. Diavolo finds the bandages. He gets up and starts raping the bandages around your wrist. You can see a little blush on his face. You start wondering what he's thinking about.

“Diavolo..?”

“Hm?” diavolo looks you in the eyes smiling.

“T-thank you..” You look away with a blush on your face.

He takes a deep breath. He cups your cheek with his hand, the action catches you off guard. You look at him surprised with your face turning bright red.

“y-y/n..i-..” he goes quiet. “y/n..i..love you..” he looks down. You suck in air not letting it go. “But i know we wont work..i’m a demon..and you're a human..not to mention you probably only see me as a friend huh?..You’re just so..perfect..like an angel..i just cant help falling in love with you...” diavolo starts tearing up, and seeing him cry makes you start to cry. You let out the air you were holding on to and say. “D-diavolo..” you cup his face with your hands and move his head up to look at you. You give him a smile while tears roll down your cheeks “diavolo..i’d use all of my years to be with you..i-i love you too diavolo..i have for a while now..i just didn't know if you felt the same way..” You look at him in the guys. He is surprised but calms down and gives you a smile. He puts his forehead on yours. “y/n…” “diavolo..” you two share a passionate kiss breaking the kiss sometimes to just smile but go back into the kiss..

After that you two go back to the party holding hands, the brothers confused for many reasons. Why was your wrist wrapped up in bandages? And why were there tear stains on your cheeks. Can you two please stop holding hands?!

Lets just say you and diavolo were very happy together!

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Sooooo, I wanna create some nsfw stuff- like a full thing too-

But I’ve also been very sad lately-

Who knows oh well!

[thesunshinebunny]

Congratulations on the 200 followers, you deserve it!!! I would like to ask Layla the following: how did the Riddle, Leona, Kalim and Azul react to your gender? Did you tell them openly or was it accidental?

Thank Youuuuuuuuu soooo much dear anon!!!! I freaking love you all, I'll never tire of saying it. Now...Layla will answer your question ;)

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Well...each one was a different experience, each revelation wasn’t the same as the last one...ehhhh, ok, sooooo this was what happened:

Riddle Rosehearts

After his overblot, I was the one who took him to the infirmary to rest and get some sleep. I stayed by his side all night while I sang a little lullaby that my mama used to sing to me, as my father told me, when I was still a baby.

The next day Dire Crowley went to see Riddle and recommended me to get some rest.

“Ahhh, Rosehearts-kun, how are you feeling? Can you remember yesterday’s events?”

Riddle shifted heavily on the infirmary bed at the noisy interruption of Crowley. “Vaguely, but yeah...where is Layla?”

“Ohhh, I recommended her to get some rest. She looked very tired after so much fighting, poor thing, even without magic... *sob* *sob*”

...

“...She?”

“Yes indeed, Layla is a girl...you didn’t know?”

Let's say, after that day, Riddle had a hard time looking me in the eyes without blushing. Cute

Leona Kingscholar

Ok, sooo this: I spent many days training in Savanaclaw at the insistence of Crowley. Well, it wasn't directly what he asked, instead, he ask me to go and take a few pictures of Savanaclaw’s dorm (I don't know why, I'm not a photographer, but since he gave me the ghost camera, that's been my part-time job, I guess) and within minutes, Leona had me by the ankles to join the training.

And that training lasted several weeks. I could feel how I was getting stronger, but apparently not at the rate Leona wanted. He even made me practice Magift.

"It’s problematic to see how it’s still difficult for you to trow with calculation"

"Well I'm trying, I've never played it before, I'm not a natural player like you" I threw a new disk to the rim, but this one got halfway.

"Tch, you're terrible at throwing, what are you, a girl?"

Uhhh, that boiled my blood.

"YES, I AM A GIRL"

Unconsciously I had lowered the training hood and tightened the shirt below, revealing my outlined bust. Leona's eyes were wide open, unable to take his gaze off my chest. "Is being a girl an insult to you?"

I think that threw him off his feet and made him want to trow himself at the sun. Poor Leona and lucky at the same time. Ruggie told me that in Afterglow Savanah they respect women a lot, otherwise you end up dead or worse...I have a slight suspicion that I will never hear Leona disrespect me again.

Azul Ashengrotto

Remember the time Azul wanted to take over the Ramshackle dorm? Let's say I gave that octopus a hard time.

"So it's a deal, Prefect?"

My eyes were glued to the contract, unable to reason calmly. On one hand I had Jack telling me not to do it, that I was going to lose at the very beginning, and on the other, I had my poor Grim, begging me with his little eyes to save him from this calvary. Being the leader of our dorm, I had to take care of him, but I didn't want to play Azul's dirty game either.

"Azul...can I have a moment with you, alone?"

Jade and Floyd came out with smirks on their faces, but Jack and Grim were the hardest to leave me, perhaps uneasily.

"Soo ... what do you have to discuss with me so privately?" I could see in his eyes he expected to play around with me, but it was me who would end up playing with him.

"I want you to reconsider the deal, I'm not going to sign the one you just proposed to me"

"So I don't see why you're still here, I'm have not time to waste, I'm a very busy man, I have more clients to deal with..."

"Then I'm going to propose another deal" That was what made his eyes shine with interest. I had his attention.

"Oya? And what could that be?"

"I can give you my body, but not the dorm" His interest fell to the floor, and he gave me a disgusted gesture. Damn octopus.

"Sorry, but I don't swing that side. I'm not attracted to boys"

"I am a girl"

Ah well, I got his interest back, but I think I got the wrong reaction. At the end I ended up signing the first contract, but I won the image of a Azul blushing from head to toe, and before the door to the VIP room closed, I also won the image of a half transformed Azul.

Kalim Al Asim

With Kalim, the situation was much more fun, or so I think. It was a very hot day in NRC and my dorm didn’t have an air conditioning or gardens with a lot of shade and cold draft, so I was suffering...a lot.

I walked into the school with the intention of getting a gallon of water out of the kitchen to keep Grim and I cool when I met the Sun itself at a corridor. 

He looked with great joy, as if the heat of the day did nothing to him, unlike me who was melting. And apparently he realized that, because he grabbed my hand and led me directly to his dorm... which is in the middle of a desert and the sun beats much harder. 

That day I thought I was going to die from a heat wave. RIP Layla.

BUT, to my surprise I came across a huge fountain, full of water and people swimming and playing in it. I had found an oasis in the middle of the desert.

“Scarabia may be one of the hottest dorms at school, but it has a lot of fountains and a huge oasis a few miles away. You will never melt here”

My savior.

"Take advantage and take a good dip"

That happiness was short-lived. Not that I had a problem getting into the water, but I didn't have a swimsuit at hand and even if I did, I would be surrounded by a bunch of guys...what a shame. Seeing my indecision, Kalim picked me up like a bride and shot toward the fountain.

"Wait, Kalim, hang on a bit"

There was no time to react, in a matter of milliseconds I was already inside the fountain. I heard how Kalim laughed under the water and how the screams kept coming from the others. 

I came to the surfaced for air, although the cold water had alleviated the unbearable heat, I knew what was about to happen. It was seeing Kalim's decomposing face and noticing how the screams began to stop that my underwear was showing under the uniform shirt.

Sooo, I had to ease the situation. I playfully splashed Kalim once, twice, three, four times, until the water entered his mouth, making him pay attention to the splashes and keep playing. I wanted to see that huge smile again.

When the others saw Kalim's smile return and see how he splashed and dive into the water, their smiles and screams came back.

Yeahhh, it wasn't that bad.

[a3hastakenovermylife]

Taichi Deserves the World

Ok, I’ve been listening to Taichi’s character song, Living the Dream.  I’ve always loved this song, and it makes me emotional every time I hear it.  There is just sooooo much emotion packed into his voice that its almost palpable, its absolutely amazing.  

I just today read the English translation, and OH MY GOODNESS, TAIIICHIIIIIIII!!!!

Now, the whole song is wonderful, don't get me wrong, however the part that makes me scream is that little speech he gives in the middle.

Just by changing the size of my dream My tiny world grew in size Just by lifting my chin a little My field of vision grew so many times wider Just by walking forward—I discovered a path I never knew of I don't know the future me, so There's no use fearing anything; that's why I'll continue to shout I'll continue to struggle, So that I can smile tomorrow.

Ok, I just want to talk a bit about this.  This is so sweet, so sweet, and it gives us a little bit of perspective into just how important Mankai is to Taichi, as well as how much it meant to him for them to accept him, even after everything he’s done.  

Taichi has spent his whole life trying to stand out, he hates being left out or forgotten, he just wants to be noticed.  His reason to start acting wasn't necessarily because he wanted to act, it was a platform upon which he could be in the center of attention.  He caught a glimpse of what the spotlight felt like, and was immediately hooked.  

His dream started as a relatively vain and selfish one, it was directed only to himself for his own gain.  He wanted others to think about him, to notice him, he hated blending in and he just desperately needed to be seen.  There’s nothing wrong with that, ill admit it’s a self-centered way to think, but there isn’t a single person out there who doesn’t have dreams that are selfish like that. (unless your like a saint or something)

Somewhere along the way though, I think Taichi began to truly enjoy acting itself.  I can’t imagine that Taichi could have survived long even in the God Troupe’s ensemble cast, if he didn’t have at least some passion for it.  Taichi clearly is clearly intimidated by Beni, and to spend so much time under his direction (working as essentially a disposable side actor who could be replaced at any time), must have been absolutely brutal. 

This is the same guy that made Tsumugi the theatre junkie quit acting entirely for years, after just one audition.  

We don’t know exactly how long he’d been a part of God Troupe, but it was long enough that Beni found him to be suitable to be a pawn in his plot, enough so that he could see just the right button to push to make Taichi do exactly what he wanted.  That leads me to believe that it had been at least a few months???  The point is, Taichi wouldn't have been able to hold up under Beni’s brutal standards and expectations (I imagine that Beni’d want even the ensemble cast’s performances to be perfect) if he were in it for hollow reasons.  

If he only wanted to get popular, for the sake of being popular, then I don’t think he’d have been able to get that far.  

I think that the whole ‘I want to be popular’ thing is a very basic and shallow way of describing what Taichi really wants.  I don’t think that Taichi himself even realizes this.

Taichi, like most average people, idealizes and glorifies fame.  Taichi equates the idea of having people adore you, to the idea of having friends.  When this just isn't true, in fact, I would imagine it's much harder for celebrities to find true friendships (much like Tenma).  The reasons Taichi wants to be popular is much less about wanting adoration, and more about wanting to be notices, he wanted someone to care.  

The specific example Taichi gives to explain why he wanted to be popular, was that he one time he got sick for a while, and when came back to school nobody had even noticed that he’d been gone.  This feeling that Taichi is having is plain old loneliness, not some idol-complex.  He decides that being popular is the solution so that becomes his dream, but that was never really his dream in the first place, not really.

His real dream was to be surrounded by people who genuinely cared about him.

His real dream was to be surrounded by friends, real friends.

Just by changing the size of my dream

My tiny world grew in size

Before Taichi comes to Mankai, his dream is focused entirely on himself, he is lonely, he wants friends.  The solution; get popular and become an actor.  

It’s entirely about him.  The only person in this dream that he could identify is himself, and his adoring fans are nameless and faceless, because they don't matter at this point, in this dream Taichi matters.

When he joins Mankai Company, and the Autumn Troupe, he is immediately steeped into this loving and warm community.  He rehearses with them, he sleeps with them, he eats with them, they even bathe together once.  

And his dream starts to change...

Taichi, hadn't even really realized that his dream was already coming true, he’s still convinced that his dream is to be popular, and he’s believed that so long that he really has convinced himself that it really is his dream.  

However, that dream that Taichi has, it really has changed.  In his mind, he isn't standing on that stage alone being adored anymore, he's standing next to the others in Mankai and the Autumn Troupe.  He doesn’t just want to act anymore, he wants to act alongside his friends, he wants to help them succeed, and he wants to be a part of this Company.  

Mankai Company has essentially become a part of Taichi’s dream.

Just by lifting my chin a little My field of vision grew so many times wider Just by walking forward—I discovered a path I never knew of

Taichi has stopped looking inwards to himself, and looking outside at the others around him.  ‘His field of vision’ has grown, and he can finally see beyond himself, because someone outside of his family has finally taken the time to let him into their lives.  

The entire way Taichi sees himself and those around him, changes drastically because of this, he’s experiencing true camaraderie and friendship for the first time and it changes everything.

He doesn't want to go through with the plan to sabotage the Autumn Troupe play, he feels trapped, as if there was no good way out of the shit situation he’s found himself in, and this next part is important.

Eventually, it gets to the point, that he’d rather quit acting than keep betraying the others.  

In game he literally says;

Omi, I... I think I’m gonna have to quit acting.  There’s no way I can keep going like this, is there?

He, in this moment, is choosing the happiness of the friends he’s made, and the success of the troupe he joined over his own dream.  Even believing that there was no way they would let him stay in the troupe after this, or ever forgive him.  Even knowing, that Beni could and would blacklist his name from the entire acting industry if he went through with this.  He still decides that he won’t hurt his friends any more than he already has.

He joins confesses, gives his portrait, and joins Mankai for real.  

Just by lifting my chin a little My field of vision grew so many times wider Just by walking forward—I discovered a path I never knew of

He can now hold his head high, proudly, as a member of Mankai, and stand along side them, and perform on stage with them.

I don't know the future me, so There's no use fearing anything; that's why I'll continue to shout I'll continue to struggle, So that I can smile tomorrow.

He decides, that there's no use in being afraid of Beni, or of what he might do, because all he wants to do is to act, and to act with Mankai.  He wants to stay friends with all of them, and whatever may come for him in the future, he knows he won't have to deal with it alone.  He’s going to fight for his future at the company, even if that means standing up to Beni.  He does this because he knows that this is the path he’ll be happiest going down.

You can read the JAP, ROM, and ENG lyrics here. 

[duskwoodloversblog]

JessyxMaleMC

I got to Duskwood just a week ago,my mission is to find Hannah and return her to her friends and family safely,I knew it wouldn't be easy but what I didn't know was that it would be this hard,and without Jake it's even harder,he gave me a lot of useful informations which I could use but now I'm totally lost the only one who's giving me strength to go on,to keep looking for Hannah is Jessy.She is the only person I can trust in the whole group.I know she didn't co-operate with me at first because normally,she was just scared but then it was like she was helping me more than anyone else.She trusted me from the start,and never ever doubted me like everyone else.

(Mike was thinking about all this while sitting on the chair and drinking coffee, it's pretty early in the morning)

I had just woken up from sleep after having a terrible nightmare,and then I checked my phone and saw Jessy's text which said,"Good morning Mike!!!❤️ text me when you wake up!!!" And this text made me forget about the nightmare,and all the negative thoughts.

I got up from bed and made a mug of coffee and started texting her.

"Hey Jessy!!Good morning 💖"

She got online immediately and replied,

"Heey!!!did you sleep well?!"

I don't want to worry her so I said,"Yes of course,I slept great,thank you for asking."

"Soooo,do you remember about our date yesterday?how did you like it?😊💞" How can I not like the time I spent with you?

"There's no way I'm ever going to forget that wonderful date😉❤️" I reply.

Jessy:Aww❤️ok I'll text you in a bit Richy is coming 😶"

"Ok ok,take care and stay safe,bye"

I feel way better after talking to her,now I'm going to look in to all the clues I have until now and try to figure out the answer to this big mystery.

Any if this doesn't make any sense, first of all why was Hannah depressed? everyone said that she was a cheerful and happy person,then was there a sad and depressed girl behind that happy face?

And secondly,who is this Jennifer? what's the connection?I don't understand any of this yet but I have to keep going.

(Mike's phone vibrates,he checks his phone and it's a text from Cleo)

Cleo:Hey,do you have any new leads?

Mike:I'm trying to find one but it seems like this man without a face guy is a professional.

Cleo:Oh...are we not going to find Hannah?

Mike:We are!!!I promise, please just hold on a little bit,we are very close to finding her ok?

Cleo:Ok,let me know if you need any kind of help.

Mike:Will do

I know I'm saying I'm going to find Hannah but how?when? Where?I don't know

(It's almost evening,Mike is still investigating on the pictures he got from Hannah's cloud, he's reading chats to get any kind of hints and trying everything in his power to find Hannah)

Mike was going through Hannah's call list and suddenly he gets a call, it's from Jessy.

He smiles and picks up the call but he wasn't prepared for what happened next.It wasn't Jessy's voice,it was a scary and dark voice and he didn't need much time to understand that it was actually the man without a face.

"I have Hannah,and now I'm taking this sweet little girlfriend too,I told you to stop interfering on other people's businesses but you didn't listen to me,you chose to still go on but your choices have consequences and now it's your time to suffer"

Oh my....no no no no,Jessy is not going to suffer because of something I did!!!I'm not going to let anything happen to her.

"If you dare to hurt her no one can spare you from me!!!" Mike says over the phone.

"Oh yes?ok let's see" say the man without a face and after like 4 seconds Mike heard a scream,he knows that voice.... It's Jessy.

"Do you still think you can threat me?" He asks Mike.

"It was me who's still trying to find Hannah not her,she has nothing to do with all of this please her her go!!!you want me right?take me but not her." Now Mike says in a request voice.He hears a malicious laugher.

"If you want to see Jessy and Hannah alive then come here" TMWF says.

"And where is here??" Mike says desperately and the phone hangs up.

No no,this can't be happening!!!I can't lose Jessy.

Mike gets a notification, it's a text from an unknown number, it's an address to who knows where? it's saying routes.

"I know this is dangerous and might be a trap but I have to do something,I can't let anything happen to Jessy or Hannah because of me" Mike says to himself.

I'm going to this address this tonight,and I'm going to save my Jessy and also Hannah from that monster.

Mike is getting ready,he wears a black jacket and jeans,takes his phone and gets out of his house and starts to do as the text says.and finally he reaches the forest.

But that's not it after reaching the forest he gets another call from another number,so he picks it up.

"I didn't think you'd come this soon,I wasn't prepared to treat another guest of mine yet,but since you're already here go straight and take right and then count 100 steps"

The call drops, Mike starts to follow the instructions again.

"I'm not going to back off now,today I'm going to end this once and for all" He reaches the place but he doesn't see anything it's just thousands of old trees and bushes.

Mike hears sounds coming from behind him,he looks behind and sees his worst nightmare,TMWF holding a gun on Jessy's head and Hannah is all tied up.

"What do you want??why are you doing this? what's your intention???" Mike asks out of anger.

"I don't think you should be the one who's supposed to be questioning right now now,am I right or am I right?" He says

Jessy:MIKE!!Are you stupid??why did you come here? he's going to kill you please run away!!NOW!!!

"Im not going to leave you here alone with him ok?I'm going to be ok and so are you and so is Hannah." Mike replies.

"Wow,I like your confidence" TMWF says.

He repeats,"let's see who wins,you or me?" He loads his gun and starts to count.

"5....4....3....2..." TMWF was about to say 1 but someone knows him down from behind with a bat. Mike says "And there goes 1,this was for trying to hurt Jessy and kidnapping Hannah"

Mike goes to Jessy and Jessy hugs him tightly immediately

"I was so scared,I thought he would kill me,and I would never be able to talk to you again" Jessy says while crying hysterically.

Mike replies,"No one can hurt you while I'm here ok?I'm not going to let anything happen to you,I promise sweetie"

"But...you were there,how did you get here?" She now looks at Mike confused.

Mike laughs and replies,"It was actually Richy,I made a mask of my face and asked Richy to join me,he was distracting TMWF and I silently came here and you saw what happened next" Mike winks at her.

They see Hannah and Richy standing a few feets away from them.

Jessy and Mike goes to Hannah and Richy.Jessy hugs Hannah,Mike says "it's great to see you Hannah, finally,but we have to take care of this Monster."

Everyone agrees so they go to him and takes down his mask turns out... it's actually Hannah's doctor, Doctor Ulric Barret.

They tie him up and hands him to the police.

From the police,they get to know that Dr.Ulric Barret was doing some illegal work and Hannah found it out and that's why he kidnapped Hannah and pretended to be the legend of Duskwood "The man without a face".

Finally the nightmare is over,Hannah is with her boyfriend, sister and friends and Mike's mission is fulfilled,Jessy is alright,what else could he ask for?

Thomas held a part in his house to celebrate,and Mike was obviously the chief guest.

Mike talked to Thomas,Cleo,and Richy and of course with Hannah,she explained that she was actually trying to send Thomas Jake's number but accidentally she sent Mike's,she apologizes because of her he had to go through so much.Then,Jessy comes and Mike immediately walks to her.

"I was waiting for you,why did you come so late?" He asks Jessy.

"Well... first of all,I was getting ready properly,how do I look?"

"Just like a goddess like always" Mike replies leaving Jessy blush like crazy.

"Hey..I wanted to say thank you for saving my life Mike.. Really." She says looking into Mike's eyes.

"I didn't save yours,I saved mine" Mike replies winking,which makes Jessy laugh.

"Sooooo,now that everything is over,are you going back to your town?far from here?" Jessy asks hesitating.

"Yes,I was planning on booking a plane ticket tonight,but then...I changed my plan a little bit"

"I seeee...so what's your plan now?" Jessy asks curioused.

"I plan on staying with you,here in Duskwood." Mike says putting Jessy's beautiful red lock of hair behind her ear.

"Really??why would you do that?" She asks with a puppy face.

"Because...." Mike pulls Jessy closer to him and kisses her.

"Because,I love you Jessy Hawkins" Mike says looking at her smiling.

Jessy hugs him and says,"I love you too!!!"

The end❤️❤️❤️

Hope you guys enjoyed reading it,I'm so sorry if there was any mistakes, please ignore them,Thank you so so so much for reading😊😊😊

@hacked-by-jake @hacker-ghost @jakefromduskwood @jakeduskwood @duskwood-fandom @duskwoodaestfan @duskwoodraven @nerdinthecorner

[greatfay]

since ur answering asks and shit can u explain what u meant by generational differences in communication

Damn it’s like 2015 tumblr when my inbox used to be WET. So if you’re talking about the controversial opinions post, YES, like I totally understand where people are coming from when they say that generational divides aren’t real (because they aren’t, they’re arbitrary) and distract us from real problems and yes they paint past generations as collectively bigoted when Civil Rights protestors in the 60s (who are in their 70s and 80s now) are mirrors to BLM protestors today, who could be of any age, but the most vocal and famous (at least online, especially irt to the founders, like Patrisse Cullors who is 37.

But how we communicate is sooooo different. I really point to the Internet and Social Media as a major influence in how younger millennials (more Tom Hollands and less Seth Rogans—see even there, I feel like there are two different types of Millennials) and Gen Zrs/Zoomers and even Generation Alpha behave and communicate. We live in a world where we grew up either knowing right out the gate or discovering the hard way that what we say and do has permanence, the kind of permanence that prior generations have never experienced until today. The dumb things kids have been saying since forever can now follow them... forever. We have an inherent understanding of how online spaces work. Compare that to, idk, let’s say you posted on your Facebook (for the first time in 18 months) “All these big and bad grown ass Senators going after actual child Greta Gerwig lol ok, you’re so brave for attacking a CHILD over climate change” and then your aunt, who’s turning “forty-fifteen” in May replies to your post with “So happy to see my passionate niece! Much love from us, hope you’re doing well. Paul is doing great, waiting on his screening results. Tell your mom I said we miss her, we need to get together, we forgive her for last Christmas.”

Like... ok there’s a lot going on there, but your hypothetical aunt is oversharing on a publicly accessible post. And even with the most strict of privacy settings, she’s oversharing where your other Facebook friends (which may include classmates, coworkers, etc.) can see. But she’s saying things that would only be appropriate in a 1-on-1 conversation. This Aunt doesn’t have an understanding of such boundaries, she’s not as technologically literate and hasn’t grown up in a world of Virtual Space, she still gets most of her news from TV, she trusts what a reporter on Channel 4 will read off a script more than what actual video footage of an incident might reveal on Twitter, and she has no clue that she’s been sharing her location data with every post she makes.

There’s such a huge difference. I think it even affects how we experience and express stress and frustration. I think growing up partially in online spaces has made me more accustomed to conflict and consequence-free arguing than someone who never had to worry about that. I’ve been exposed so much to harassment and bullying, triangulating and echo chambers in forums and threads, and vastly opposing point of views at such an early age that it’s had an effect on how I see the world. Compare this to a customer I helped two weeks ago who was looking for a specific type of supplement for children. I found it for her, I handed her exactly what she was looking for, even though her description of the product actually matched several different products; to make sure I’d done my job thoroughly and that she leaves happy and satisfied and doesn’t bother me again, I then show her more products that match her description so that she knows she has options. And she proceeds to freak out, saying “NO, NO, I’M LOOKING FOR [X] AND IT HAS TO BE [XYZ]” and when I say freak out, she looked stressed and PANICKED. And being a retail employee wears you down bit by bit, and add COVID on top of it and little shit like this makes you snap, sometimes. So I have to cut her off like “Why are you screaming and freaking out, jfc you’re holding what you said you wanted. It’s in your hands. I gave you what you wanted, I’m just showing you more things.”

That customer is not an exception, she’s not a unique case. She’s representative of a frightening percentage of her generation, the kids who watched Grease and The Breakfast Club and Ghost in theaters when they were originally released. This is how they communicate and process information. She could not, for some reason, register that her need had been fulfilled, and defaulted to an extreme emotional response when given new and different information.

I’ve yet to deal with someone younger than 35 act the same way, the exceptions being the kids of very wealthy people at my new job who reek of privilege I gag when they walk in—but even they are like *shrugs* “ok whatever” and understanding when there’s something I can’t do for them.

Me: “sorry, we are totally out of that one in your size, but I can order it for you, it’s 2-3 day shipping at no cost to you and we ship it straight to your house”

A rich, white, attractive 22-year-old who’s had access to organic food, a rigorous dermatologist, and financial security since she was born: “mmm... sure, I’ll order it”

A 47-year-old of any socioeconomic background, of any race, in the same situation: “AHHHHHHHHHHH”

I just think it’s crazy how three generations of kids and young adults raised in a world where everything moves so much faster, where knowledge and entertainment and communication can be gathered so much faster, are often so much more polite and patient and understanding. Yesterday I told an older man (mid-50s) whose native tongue is the same as mine, as clearly and succinct as possible, that what he’s looking for is “in aisle 4.” He proceeded to repeat back, “Aisle 7?” four time before I dropped everything to show him what he needed in aisle 4, despite his insistence that he didn’t need me to walk him there. 4 and 7 sound nothing alike in English. There’s just something going on up there 🧠 that’s different.

Oh, other generational divides!!! We have different approaches to labor and working. Totally different! I’m a “young” millennial where I’m almost Gen Z, and I’ve noticed an awful trend among my demographic where people actually brag about working 90 hour work weeks. Or brag about how they skip breaks and live on-call to get the job done for “the hustle” like this “hustle, become a millionaire by 30″ culture that’s dominated these kids, idk where tf that came from. Like why are you proud of being a wage slave, getting taken advantage of by your millionaire/billionaire overlords. Compare this to my mother’s generation (she’s a borderline Genius X’er, she and her best friend were a year too young to watch Grease when it came out and had a random older woman buy tickets for her; she went to Prince concerts, took photos of him, then sold the photos on buttons at school, that’s her culture and teenage experience), where she’s insistent on her rights and entitlements as an employee, and these things she instilled me: “whatchu mean they didn’t schedule a break for you and you’re working 12 hrs today? oh no, you’re off, don’t answer your phone cuz you are NOT available!” There are Gen X’ers who entered the workforce at a time that America was drifting toward this corporate world, with more strictly defined regulations, roles, and understandings of labor rights (and also, let’s talk about how the 80s there was so much more attention on workplace harassment, misogyny and gender divides in wage gaps, etc. etc... not that much has changed, but at least it was talked about!). There are young people today who are taken advantage of because they aren’t as informed or don’t feel as secure and valuable enough to claim what belongs to them.

At the same time, those generations (Gen X and older) have a different viewpoint of hierarchies in the workplace and respect irt our direct supervisors. That’s how you get this blurring of boundaries between Work Life and one’s Personal Life that leads to common tropes in media written by their generations, where oh no! I’m having my boss over for dinner and the roast beef is still defrosting :O is such a “relatable thing” for them... meanwhile us younger generations are like I don’t even like that you know where I live, and if I see your 2017 Honda Civic pass my place one day, we’re going to have a problem. I think older generations have a different relationship with the word “Respect” than we do. Like, my grandma, who’s turning 87 (?) this year, and the other seniors in my area, they have a different concept of honor and an expectation of professional boundaries that I, and my mom and her generation, just don’t see (so then there’s something in common with Gen X’ers and the rest of us.) My dad grew up in a world where talking and acting like George Bailey and knocking on someone’s door with a big smile could get you a job, a job that could pay for college and rent no problem. My mom grew up in a world that demanded more prestige, where cover letters and references could get you into some cushy jobs if you’re persistent and ballsy enough. And I grew up in a world where potential employers literally don’t see your face when you apply unless they lurk on any social media profiles you have publicly available and they hold all the cards, and you need all those CVs and reference letters just to make minimum wage... so I feel like I am powerless in the face of such employers.

[livcosmos]

CHAIN OF GOLD booktalk

You guys I can't even... that was oh my God soooo good. I know I always say this but I don’t even know where to start like there was so much going on and ahahahha I loved it so incredebly much!!! I wasn’t sure if I wanted to read it because I thought that it would be to painful because of my love Jem but I am sooooo incredebly glad I did read it and I can’t wait for the next book I am fraking out so hard I need to know what happens kjkjkjkjk... Can it please be March already???Please!!! I had so much fun reading it, it gave all the feelings from laughing out loud to screaming and crying and wanting to throw the book out the window, it was amazing! It was so intense!! I also want to say how much respect I have for this woman she created such an amazing world with such amazing characters and she never stops to amaze me she never disappoints! I want to thank her once again for everything!!! She is a freaking genius!!! Now let’s get started!

Ok I think I’m going to start with my boy Matthew, he was and is my aboulute favourite, I knew he was going to be from the moment I read the short story about him in “Ghosts of the Shadow Market”, cause yes apperently I have a weakness for sad damaged boys, my hearth breaks for him and I just want him to be happy more than everything he is such a sweeatherat and I am so so scared that something is going to happen to him I saw some theires about him... I’m telling you if something happpens to him I burning the world down if I may quote Sebastian!

Through the whole book I was screaming for more parts from his point of few because I needed and I stilll need to know exactly what he is thinking and what he is feeling I need that so bad and when we finally got the first tiny part from his point of few the one with Grace... I am going to talk about that...girl in a miunte... first I started crying cause I was so happy but than of course that bitch, I’m sorry I normaly never swar but oh my Lord I hate Grace and the things I said to her God forgive me, had to ruin it and hhjhfjfgfgf poor Matthew! I really hope Magnus helps him, our sweet Maguns our mother Theresa bless his soul I love how he is always there to help and all my hope is in him that he helps Matthew too as he helped Will, I am so happy he is present and in the action, let’s be honest what would be a Shadowhunter book without him seriosly now?

As I mentioned Will, first his parenting omg is helarious😂😂 I love him so much! And second of all Matthew remeinds me so much of him and I really really hope Matthew finds his light as Will did!

Matthew needs to talk to someone about what happend he needs to talk about it and frogive himself for what he did ahhh it breaks my hearth to see him suffering! When he told Thomas and Lucie about what Alastair said as mean as it sounds cause I do felt really sorry for Alastair in that moment, I was glad Matthew said at least a part of what is so heavy on his hearth, I mean he didn’t said what he did because of the rumor Alaister speed but it was a step forward in my opinion! AAAHHH and I read the things we can expect in Chain of Iron and that he probably is going to tell Cordelia what he did aaahhhh... bless him I am so excited to see what happens!!!!

Heres is the thing, this is probably an rather unpopular opinion but even tho I of course ship James and Cordelia, I mean obviosly they are made for each other there is no doubt in that, but there is still a part of me that ships Matthew with Cordelia.... I mean THE DRAMA, I know but ahhh and I read that they are going to be very close in Chain of Iron and aaaaaa I can’t say it often enough how freaking excited I am for that book!!!!! I loved the easiness in their conversations, they always were somehow comfortable around each other and the dance at the ball tho omg that was something, I loved it so much!! How they danced together and talked that was the moment I started shipping them!!!

And here’s another thing, I also shipped Matthew with Lucie like... hgckgfgfk don’t get me wrong I love Jesse and I do ship Jesse with Lucie, like how could I not and bless him when he gave his last breath for James how couldn’t I love him? I cried so much reading that scene! How could I not ship him with Lucie they are also made for each other but than agian Matthew and Lucie ... that would be interesting I mean now it’s obviosly never going to happen because Matthew is over her but still! And my hearth BROKE like it litterly shattered when James talked to Lucie about Matthew and she was like yeah but I don’t like him in that way... Like girl I love you you’re amaizing but what is wrong with you? We are talking about MATTHEW FREAKING FARICHILD here !!!!! Oh or at that part where she was talking to Matthew and she literatly called him a drunk, like yeah he do has that problem but she didn’t had to be so harsh! I loved tho how much Matthew cared for Lucie how he was concerned about her well being he is so sweet!!!! But I guess have a more brother and sister relationship, unfortunately.

The only thing I fear is that Matthew is goin to end up alone because obviosly James and Cordelia and Lucie and Jesse will stay togetehr forever, and I don’t want my baby to be alone forever! I read that there is a new charachter in Chain of Iron, a girl from Italy maybe she will be the perfect match for my Matthew? Who knows?

Another thing I ablolutely fraking love about Matthew is also that he loves fashion and that he carse about how he dressed and oh my lord he is wering RINGS!!!! like ok every Shadowhunter has their family ring but he is wearing other rings too and he has so much style!!!! He owend my hearth anyway but those things made him even more lovebale for me ahhhhhh and the fact that he is fangirling over Magnus.... omg!!! And of couse the fact that he loves reading I mean yeah Jamie and Lucie they also love reading and I love them for that too but the fact that he is reading in combination whit his other traids... he went right up on the second place of my book boyfriedns list!!! And of couse his dog, I love Oscar even tho he didn’t apear that much but aaaaa how he tried to save Matthew when they were attaced ...my hearth. And the fact itself that he named his dog after his favourite author.... just... I always love an artist boy but Matthew is something else! He can’t quite reach Jem because Jem to me is more that everything but he is right behid him! Jem is the love of my life and Matthew is my soulmate how about that,that seams sounds good.😂😂

As I already mentioned my biggest love of all times Jem, I also have to say a few words about him! So I cryed so much at that part when he came to see Will after his parents died, I was so emotional and ahhhhh every time they all were like oncle Jem here onlce Jem there... I had tears in my eyes I always cry for Jem and and he owns my hearth forever and ever, his faith always makes me cry, how sad he must have been all this years... how sad... finally seeing him happy with Tessa and Mina makes me more than happy and again I am warning everyone here if anything happens to him in the Wicked Powers anything... to him or Mina... I’m going to react even worse than if anything happens to Matthew!!! Oh and another thing I can hadle “oncle Jem”, it hurts but I except it, “cousin Jem” tho is a whole other level tho.. that I can’t handle it’s so wired omg it’s so wired that Cordelia is Jem’s cousin ....and overall it is wired to see all of them as parents not only Will and Tessa but also Cecily and Gabriel, Sophie and Gideon ahhhh my hearth, knowing everything they have been through and now seeing them have kids...but than it was also so interesting and funny and I loved that they were there but that they let the children do their own thing, that even tho they were present they weren’t the focus of the book. AH and I loved how Magnus was like: “I am going to help you all but if something goes wrong I am going to tell your parents!”, I love that he is so close to Tessa and Will everytime I think about the fact that he and Tessa are so close to this day ahhhhh....so sweet!!!

And now that I mentioned Mina I have to say this too, I how painfull must it be for Tessa and Jem and even Maguns to have seen all those beautiful children James, Lucie, Matthew all of the live, and love and grow and than die! Like it hurts me so much because I learnd to love them all so much and I am sitting here screaming at every on of them to stay alive and don’t die but than if you thing about it they are all already dead.... and that hurts and if that hurts me how must Tessa and Jem feel, who have seen them every day.... that is so incredebly sad and it breaks my heart! And than I think about the fact that Jem is now also going to die ant some point and Mina too and I can’t even think about it that is unbareble for me I don’t want to think about a world without my Jemmy in it!!

Anyway coming back to this book I think it’s time to talk about our manipulative, annoying, mean, evil, I fraking hate her so much, Grace Blackthorn.... aaahhhhh were do I start......I KNEW IT from the very beginning!!!!!! The moment, the moment James metioned that damned bracelet the first time I knew that there was something wired about it, I knew it had some kind of influence over him I knew it and than she came andjbsdhbfsdhfbsdhf I can’t even I am sooooo mad soooo sooooo mad!!!! I love Jamie, I realy do and I know it’s not his fault but still I am also a little mad at him that he let himself get triecked by that lunatic!!!!! I was so happy and releaved when she took that bracelet back from him I was so happy that she was finally out of the picture and I also was sooooooooo happy he realised even a little bit that there was something wrong and that he didn’t actualy loved Grace and that he actually has feelings for Cordelia!!!! Because my god Cordelia was there first he liked Cordelia first when she read to him when he was ill, that was so sweet and he had a crush on her but didn’t realise it and than the lunatic came and gave him that freaking bracelet, and she said herslf that James was obviosly crushing over Cordelia but of cousre she is a manipulative bitch and she made him take that bracelet and than made him wear it ahhhhh bsdgfkjhgfkhgljkg

It was a trap from the very beginning and I had red flags all over in my head flying around the moment she first apeared, of couse I felt sorry for her, because of the other lunatic, her mother, and I thought that it’s not her fault that she was raised by Tatiana and that she maybe has a little good in her but noooooooooooo she knows what she is doing!!! Even if Tatiana made her do some of the the evil things she not only agree to do them she also made her own bad bad bad things!!!!! God I hate her so much!!!  It was a trap for James the moment Tatiana came and was like “Can you plese help me cut the throns?” nooooo he can’t!!!!! Get out!!!! James should have sensed that there was something wired going on, but bless him his heart is to good to sense that!!!

I love how Matthew never liked Grace and that scene with her when they talked I got sooo mad so so mad!!!! I love Matthew but he needs to tell James or even Cordelia about what Garce said and did!!! And Matthew how could you let them alone at the end how??? When I read that part, when the evil thing but the bracelet back on James’s wrist I was beyond furios that was the last bit, I wanted to throw the book on a wall!!! vfsdjhfgdhjsgfdshgfsh!!!!! And pleaseeeeeee someoneeee I don’t care if it is Matthew or Cordelia or anyone elese PLEASE TAKE THAT DAMED BRACELET OF JAMES!!!!!! They must see that there is something about that bracelet please please please Magnus, anyone plese!!!

According to the family tree from Clockwork Princess our Miss Grace is going to be with Christopher PLESE NO! Christopher is to good for her, he is too nice he deserves something better than Grace I love Christiopher plese don’t let her ruin him! I know that that family tree isn’t reliable but still I went in fulll on detectiv Mode through the whole book checking that tree  and making theories and everything!!!! And I need some awnsers!!!!

When Barbara died ( I didn’t know her that well but she seamed so nice I liked her and I fell so sorry for Sophie and Gideon!!!) an alarm in my head went on because in the epiloge of Clockwork Princess, when Will died they said that Sophie’s girls where there and I was like nooo there is a mistake how?? How can Sophie’s girls be at Will’s death of Barbara just died!And than it occured to me that Cassie changed her mind and decided to kill Barbara then, we can’t trust anything!!! Anything is opssible anything can happen and I am so scared!!!!

Returining to Grace and Tatiana.... why on earth does no one acknowledge that Tatiana is mad??? She is wearing the same dress she wore when her husband died every freaking day??!! They must see that there is something wrong with her! And letting her adopt a child who she obviosly ruined is another crazy thing!!!! Why does no one see that??? Why??? James sweetheath the moment you met Grace you should have run to Tessa and and tell her that crazy Tatiana is keeping a girl in that run down house!! He would have done a good thing for her if he had told anyone about her but than again Grace is crazy herself and maybe she would have stabed everyone in the Institute in the middle of the night! And Tatiana is now going to the Iron Sisters and I am so freaking scared of what she is going to do...

Poor Jesse she seams so nice comapred to his crazy mother and sister how can he be so nice when they are so out of thier minds??? I am dying to know how Lucie is going to bring him back to life, God forbid Grace makes her do something to carzy I mean it is crazy enough they want to bring Jesse back with necromacie and I guess it runs in the family *cough cough Ty* to bring back the dead but I fear joing Grace in this thing isn’t good for Lucie! Omg but I loved that scene where Lucie compared Jesse to Snow White that was hilarious.😂😂😂

Speaking of Luice I really love her, I love that she wants to be a writer, I love how Tessa and Will teached their children to love books! And Lucie she is so funny and god she and Matthew would have been so beautiful together... but again she is made for Jesse and as I also like him may they be happy together! I also have to say that she gave me especially in the beginning Anne with an E vibes she kind of reminder me of Anne.

Quick thing about James I want to learn more about his power with the shadow realm and also about Lucie’s obviously but I have to say that in the beginning when he was constantly jumping throw the realms... that reminder me soooo hard of Stranger Things!!!😂 I know it’s crazy but here me out, to me it sounded so much like The Upside Down and James reminder me of Will from Stranger Things like I don’t know maybe I’m just crazy but I also imagined that one demon the one from the greenhouse who multiplied looked like that thing from Strager Things who also left those baby monsters everywhere!😂😂

I think it’s time for Cordelia now, but before I go on with her I want to also say a word about Alastair. So I can’t forgive him because of what he did to Matthew and I am still not sure if I like him but I do understand him now. I loved seeing this other side of him, seeing him somehow vulnerable and I loved that he cares about Cordelia and that in a wiered way he truly is a good brother to her! And I do understand even tho that doesn’t excuse his actions, why he was so mean and that it was all because he was alone and feard to be bullyed and that in some messed up way it was because of his dad. I do beleve there is good in him and I am so here for him chainging into a good person and apologiseing for what he did and said that hurt others. Speaking of his father tho... I don’t now what to think about him... he didn’t want to se Jem after he became a Silent Brother even tho he was his only relative.... I think that says enogh about him... I am curios tho to see how he is when he cames back in Chain of Iron. Ahhhh and if we are already at it... Sona... I didn’t like her in the beginng she was so stiff and somewhat mean but that thowords the end I stated to sympathise her I felt sorry for her in a way and I realised that she only wanted her children to be well.

Oh God and also the other big thing that made me go into a next level detective mode was Cortana, because.... so Cortana belongs to Cordelia, it belongs to the Carstairs family AND it remains in the Carstairs family because Emma has it and her father a Carstairs gave it to her.... and if we check the family tree John Carstairs Emma’s father is Alastair’s son BUT and here comes the big thing how is that possible first that Alastair has a son ( maybe he adopted???) and than second how is it possible that Cortana remained in the Carstairs family because if Cordelia marries regardeless if it is James or not, the sword isn’t going to remain in the Carstairs familly unless Cordelia decides for whatever reason that she wants to give HER SWORD the sword that CHOSE HER to her nephew and not to her own child??!!! What is going on??? I want to know??? How does Cortana remain in the Carstairs family HOW??? I am so intrigued I want to know this so badly!!!

Now that we have that of the table we can talk about Cordelia, so first I love how she is friends with Lucie, I do want to see more of their friendship tho! I do like her, I wan’t sure in the beginning because in the beginning she was so focused on her father and on making a good inpresion that I don’t konw.. but than I learned to love her, I love how fearless she is and how she loves her friends and risks her life for them, she is so great! And I love her with James, I do like all the drama with Matthew ahhh but she and James they need to be toghether! At the end when she “saved him” from Tatiana’s acusation I was like “GIRLS WAHT ARE YOU DOING ARE YOU INSAINE???” but than I understood that that is just how she is, she protects her loved ones and I love her for that! But damn it hurt so much when James said that he doesn’t love her because of that fraking bracelet ahhhh my heath poor Cordelia!!!! James do loves her he does he just neds to take that damed thing of his wrist and they can be togehter!!! It is so obvious and after the Whisper Room thing like people you could have stoped but you didn’t just please talk about your feelings!!! But no our evil Grace neded to come with her bracelet!!! I have to honest from the moment she put that thing back on his hand till the very end I felt sick I felt like I was going to throw up that’s how much the whole situation shaked me.😂😂

And if there is one thing I leared this summer from the books I read, especialy this and Again but Better, it’s that for god’s sake you should always say what you feel when you feel it regardeless of the conseconces just tell the people you love that you love them because there is so much to lose if you don’t! So much can happen not within days but within hours, like for example crazy Grace putting on a bewiched bracelet on your crush, and you will regrett not have said it before when you had the chance! I am so excited to see how this fake marriage thing goes, it’s definitely going to be very interesting! 

Ah and another thing I loved about this book is the friendship between all of the cousins! I love how close they all are, that they grew up togetehr and that they are so close it so beautiful! I love the Merry Thieves and I love how they now included the girls ( I don’t know what I feel about the new Italian girl I need to meet her before I approve her into the group) and I love how everyone is everyones cousin even tho they are not actualy cousins and ahhhhh the friendship between Anna and Matthew their trips to the Hell Ruelle omg I live for that!!! I love how they meet at the Devil Tavern and plan their moves, it so beautiful! I love that Tessa and Will and all the parents made their children all grow up together making them grow so close!!! They are one big family!

Thomas I haven’t said anything about him yet, I love him I realy like him and I love how close he is particlary to Christopher! I love how kind he is and I also love how like his father he went to Madrird. And I love Anna, I love how observent she is, that she sensed a wiredness between James and Cordelia and I love how she gifted Cordelia all those dressed like omg!

Ah and I also do need to say how much I dislike Charles, like how was it possible that out of such nice people as Charlotte and Henry (I loved seeing Henry again in this book bless him) somone so awful as Charles can come out? I rellly don’t like him! Not that Ariadne cared but how could he leave her while she was dying? Who does that? I guess he truly deserves to be with Grace tho I feel sorry for Charlotte and Henry to have to welcome her into the family!

I sorry this booktalk got so long but had a lot to say and I still have a few more things to say one of which is about the London quarantine in this book, like the irony in it the fact thate we were all in quaratine when this book came out is just... I couldn’t ’t belive my eyes when I read it! Overall I love that the book took place in London, London is my favourite city in the world and returning there through this book esspecial at the time ahhh it was perfect, I loved returing to the London Institute, I loved the dresses andthe fashion everything! I loved the way they all spoke and they sayings it was all so perfect!

This book was just everything I needed right now and I am more than gald that I decided to read it! I can’t let it go yet tho I am still to attached to everything my crush on Matthew is still buring bright and I can’t let it and I don’t want to let it fade! I’m also more than excited for Chain of Iron, March can’t come soon enogh! I dying to see what happens and how all this drama is going to be solved!

Oh goodness and I almost forgot thanks to everyone who makes Shdowhunter memes, esspecally the ones about Chain of Gold like really they make my day! I am sometimes sitting for hours looking at them laughing!😂😂Some of them are pure gold! Thank you!

And I also want to thank everyone who came this far and read all of this you are true legends!

[paodequeijofeliz-blog]

I won’t take risks

Bloodbound Fanfiction (characters and main story belongs to Pixelberry Studios).

Pairing: Kamilah Sayeed and MC (Annie)

Information: this takes place after Bloodbound 3, but I made a few changes. In my story, MC was never Turned because Gaius wasn’t able to hit her. Also, the world don’t know anything about vampires yet, just a few people (politicians, scientists...). It’s a working progress.

Summary: News about a new virus spreading on China makes Kamilah worry about her human and the vampire holds no effort to make sure Annie will be safe. Even if it means not touching her for months.

Warnings: none, just fluff.

Part 1   Part 2   Part 3   Part 4

I WON’T TAKE RISKS - PART 5 (Finale)

         “LILY!” – if anyone had doubts about the girl’s headaches being really gone, that solved it. Annie screamed and laughed so loudly when she saw Lily that now Kamilah was the one feeling a pinch on her forehead. – “OH MY OH MY OH MY YOU’RE HERE!!!”

           “YEAH, GIRL!” – Lily jumped from the chair to take Anna into a huge hug. Both of them, clumsy as they were, fell on the floor immediately.

           “She certainly seems recovered” – Adrian laughed. His voice captured Annie’s attention and soon the human was there hugging him too. – “I’m glad to see you ok, Ann.”

           They had set a beautiful breakfast table for her. And it seemed like no one had eaten yet, waiting for the girl to be awake. Annie was sure Kamilah threatened then not to touch anything. After those couple days of vomiting and nausea, she knew her wife would wake up especially hungry.

           “Man, the waffles are sooooo good” – even though Lily had been plenty healthy, she was eating as much as Anna.

           “I know” – the girl chuckled, looking straight at Kamilah. – “They were made by a very special chef.”

           The Vampire Queen looked away but there was a small smile on the corner of her mouth.

           “So, is it truly over?” – asked Adrian. – “No more locking in the basement, no more poker night through the glass?”

           “Yes. Now she is immune and safe. There’s absolutely no risk.” – Kamilah took a sip of black coffee.

           “But I still think poker nights should become a thing, though.” – Lily lifted her fork, swinging a piece of strawberry while talking. – “The Baron agrees with anything if we put some whisky and poker chips on the table. That’s good, right?”

           Kamilah sighed. “It’s rather unprofessional”.

           “Maybe we could make then only a few times. Like once every two months.” Adrian winked at Lily. It was easier to win if they moved slowly.

           “A fin tis a gud dea” – muffled Annie with her mouth filled with cake.

           “Charming, my love.” Although Kamilah shook her head, she was still deadly happy to see Anna eating her food with such an enthusiasm.

           “I said I think this is a good idea” – she repeated after swallowing. – “And I also think we should consider including monopoly nights too.”

           “The last time you two played monopoly, I came here to find a literal pillow wall in the middle of the apartment.” – Adrian lifted his gaze to Lily, worried. The younger vampire agreed eagerly by nodding her head.

           “Because Kamilah cheated.” – Annie didn’t even stumble to say that.

           “WHAT?” – the vampire almost fell out of the chair. – “How dare you, mortal? I have never cheated on a game!”

           “Ha! You pretended to forget paying taxes when it was your turn. And I’m pretty sure you took some money from the cashier.”

           “Of course not! I won a fair game because you got lost and spent all of your money on useless things. I told you to build a strategy.”

           “Then now I’ll be the cashier and yall see the difference.” – Annie crossed her arms, eyes narrowing. – “You won’t be able to cheat, bloodsucker.”

           “Humpf” – Kamilah pinched the bridge of her nose. – “Mortals”

           “Okay, okay, and that’s why we’ll let monopoly rest a little bit longer at my place. Fine? Fine.” – Lily interrupted at the sight of Adrian’s pleading face. – “And uno too. No one wants to repeat what happened that night.”

           Now Kamilah’s gaze moved to the side, locking eyes with Adrian.

           “Yes, indeed. No one wants to remember how hundreds of years of friendship and support can be thrown away when your little brother betrays you and teams up with your wife.”

           “Wh-What? Wait, come on, you had won three times in a row, it was time for somebody else to have a victory.” Adrian gesticulated at Annie, asking for help.

           “Yeah, get over it, it was just a plus four.” – the girl agreed.

           “Battles, tears, pain, lost… All suddenly forgotten…” – Kamilah kept going on dramatically, her head shaking slightly. Annie noticed the acting tone on her voice and opened a huge smile.

           “You don’t fool me, Kami. You never do. I know the truth.” – she stood up and went to sit on the vampire’s lap, gently kissing her for a second. – “I know that who actually teamed up was you two. To let me win.”

           Lily laughed ironically, her attention lingering on the waffles. “Yeah, right. I doubt that. Kamilah would never lose on purpose.”

           Annie was still looking inside the brown eyes she loved the most.

           “For me, she would.” – a warm sparkled when she said those words, slowly pressing their foreheads together. – “I’d do the same.”

           Kamilah smiled at that beautiful sight, so genuinely happy for having her wife safe and sound in her arms. She held the girl’s waist with one hand, the other slowly moving to caress her face. Besides them, Adrian smiled at that vison. Kamilah was right after all.

           No one should take risks during a disease chaos.

[la-paritalienne]

Eve!!!! Need your thoughts about Taylor's album!!!! 💓💓💓💓💓💓

i love getting asked :”(((((( :”))))))) thank uuuuuuuu. let’s get to it. as usual, it’s an almost-first impression (normally i write my basic thoughts during the first listen – yeah i’d started doing it before getting this, you know, just in case – and then i review them w a second one, where i also select my favourite passage). sooo, let’s go

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the 1 — such sweet yet heartbreaking lyrics... very soft sound, if it sets the mood for the album im 100 per cent in! This one didn’t stick w me after one listen, but after the second i was like wooow! I love how she says waking up alone ughhh. 8

fave lyrics: persist and resist the temptation to ask you / if one thing had been different / would everything be different today?

cardigan — !!!!!!! the sound has that bittersweet something that gets under your skin and makes you nostalgic for something you can’t even pinpoint. it reminds me of the softest lana, especially in nfr (eg bartender!!). i’m in awe. instant obsession!!!! the ending takes you to another plane of existence – ‘cause i knew everything when i was young... i knew you’d miss me... you’d come back to me. also i’m crying. 10+

[it’s hard to choose bc the whole song reads like poetry but i’m especially obsessed w] giving me your weekends; once in twenty lifetimes; tried to change the ending / peter losing wendy; you drew stars around my scars

the last great american dynasty — storytelling on pointttt and sound, too! telling the story of someone she bought her house from?? the genius jumped out. she paints it like a romantic portrait, mad woman pacing on the shore, but then also gatsbian, the crazy parties, dali... and then takes it back to today w the key lime green dog, idk, iconic. i want to know this woman. this song truly takes you somewhere else, i thought it was a bit repetitive but then the bridge came in and the final vocals plus i had a marvelous time ruining everything, i have to stan! 8+

there goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen / she had a marvelous time ruining everything

exile — ok wow, bon iver’s voice is something else!!!! i was kind of ignorant when it came to him, i admit. his depth and rasp paired with how angelic she sounds... heavenly. sound-wise, but also thematically, this vaguely reminds me of tomorrow never came w lana and sean ono lennon. (one of my fave songs of all time maybe?). the way they enunciate i think i’ve seen this film before is literally a work of art all in itself, not to mention – well i’m mentioning it bc it’s worth it! – the you never gave a warning sign vs the way she goes over it w i gave so many signs. god this makes me feel sooooo sad and like, involved. it’s so beautiful. 10

you’re not my homeland anymore / so what am i defending now?

my tears ricochet — ok wtfffff??? everything about this speaks to my soul. the airy voice, the way she sets the scene... sunlit room, the funeral metaphor, you turned into your worst fears. i didn’t have it in myself to go with grace speaks to me more than anything, but just, everything about the lyrics. truly something else, cursing my name / wishing i stayed gives me chills everytime she says it. the beat that gets more insistent towards the end, with the bridge....... the high notes that then fade..... just wow. 10

and i can go anywhere i want / anywhere i want, just not home / and you can aim for my heart, go for blood / but you would still miss me in your bones / and i still talk to you when i’m screaming at the sky / and when you can’t sleep at night you hear my stolen lullabies

mirrorball — love the lyrics, maybe a bit less the sound? i mean i do love the sound, so far i’m loving how softly produced and coherent this album is, but this one i wouldn’t listen to on repeat and maybe there’s something a bit whiny that i don’t love. powerful meaning tho, and who’d use a mirrorball as a metaphor for feeling like you’re fragile, trying too hard to be a people-pleaser and no one sees the real you? 7

i’m still trying everything to keep you looking at me

seven — ah........ i started crying as soon as this one started, pleeease picture me in the trees, i hit my peak at seven....... like ok there’s no need to go that hard??? it’s so dreamy and like... naïf? in a perfect way. the way she says i still got love for you...... and everything else... she mentions folk songs... the purest love described in the purest way. i don’t think i have enough words to descrive the way this song moves me. like i want to listen to it again and again, to be able to feel like that again, but also i’m almost scared to listen bc it touches me too deeply. i still will tho hehe. 10+ (also just realised this is track 7 ok makes sense but my mind is blown. 100)

[this is literally deeper than a shakespeare sonnet so everything literally is my fave but, having to choose] and i’ve been meaning to tell you / i think your house is haunted / your dad is always mad and that must be why / and i think you should come live with me / and we can be pirates / then you won’t have to cry / or hide in the closet / and just like a folk song / our love will be passed on

august — i love the contrast between the lighthearted, happy singing and guitars and the sad lyrics. the story it tells is so simple and yet there’s so much poetry in that... plus it reminds me of fearless or even speak now?? which are like. the taylor that gets to my heart, tbh. the bridge and the outro made the song for me. 8,5

for me, it was enough / to live for the hope of it all / canceled plans just in case you’d call

this is me trying — oh god... lyrically this song is so raw and honest, it gives me chills! i do have to say, i don’t love how she says i just wanted to know (like metrically?? idk, im weird) but these are really just small comments on amazing songs, bc i feel like all i’m saying is wow this is great, lyrics and sound, but it truly is a complete and consistent work of art, easily listened to top to bottom each time. 8-

they told me all of my cages were mental / so got wasted like all my potential / and my words shoot to kill when i’m mad / i have a lot of regrets about that

illicit affairs — ok this goes without saying but i love storyteller taylor, it’s the taylor i grew up loving and singing to in my room. the thing about most of these songs, this one included, is that they probably grow on you after a few listens, bc they’re not made to be catchy, the production and backgrounds are always very soft and some i love more than others. this one musically maybe isn’t my fave but the narration is on point, and the bridge?? the fuckkkk. plus it has one of mt favourite themes ever which is so rarely spoken about, which is the fact that language you only speak w a particular someone you love, makes you miss them even more when they’re gone. or well not exactly this but i can’t put it into words, she did tho. 8+

you taught me a secret language i can’t speak with anyone else / and you know damn well / for you, i would ruin myself / a million little times

invisible string — the color theme!!! the guitar strumming!!! and the idea of an invisible tie w someone special... i do think she outdid herself w this album. again, not my fave soundwise, maybe slightly whiny when she goes meEeeEee? but, lyrically adorable and moving. 7,5

one single thread of gold / tied me to you

mad woman — maam...... this is iconic shit........ how could she say stuff like this w such a dreamy, breathy voice. musically i get huuuge lana’a nfr vibes again (which i mean. goals) but i also adore that lyrically it’s so taylor, no one would say this shit the way she does. adore how she sings to wrap your news around and bonus for women like hunting witches too, i do love me a nod to the fact that some women are so deeply filled w machism that they’re basically men in disguise. 8,5 

every time you call me crazy, i get more crazy / what about that? / and when you say i seem angry, i get more angry [isn’t this just womanhood condensed in a few lines]

epiphany — aw! it sounds like a lullaby, maybe it’s slightly ‘boring’ for my taste? meaning i get distracted which is surely a shame bc the words seem beautiful, but it’s so soft i just drift off? but reading the lyrics – for focus hehe – i’m moved. 7+

only twenty minutes to sleep / but you dream of some epiphany / just one single glimpse of relief / to make some sense of what you’ve seen

betty — okay byeeeeeeeeee. this is taylor at her finest! countryyyyyyyy, storytelling, lesbian jdjdfk no yeah I know I knowww, romance went sour. gut wrenching and beautiful, this feels like... watching a sad teen movie but w a sepia filter, idk. i dreamt of you all summer long oh my......... it’s like og taylor from her iconic first couple of albums came back but w all her baggage and growth and experience and better than ever. also why does taylor sing so wel about being in love w a woman????? well. 10+

betty, right now is the last time / i can dream about what happens when / you see my face again

peace — ..........yes yes yes. the high notes, the honesty, the syncopated parts where she says so much so quick and yet it still hits you. it’s not even a short song but it ends too soon, it goes by like that..... a poem. omg it just hit me this has flo vibes! especially from high as hope, for example grace or south london forever?? i mean... taylor doing alt folk country pop...... queen. give you my wild, give you a child?? ok ok. 10

all these people think love’s for show / but i would die for you in secret

hoax — weeeell the lana inspo jumped out w that piano!!!!! and like. mood. and lyrics...... this reminds me of wuthering heights or of lana’s tormented love stories (shades of blue.....). a powerful closer. poetry. 9

i am ash from your fire

♡♡♡♡

okkkkk this was a flattering review, very well deserved imo since the review is mine gjgjhkhk i agree w myself. thank you again and as i always say, feel free to come back w your comments! and have a great dayyyyy! much love

[galavanting-pastries]

Amour, and other adventures

Pairing: Adventurer Cookie x Cotton Candy Cookie

Genre: Fake dating au, fluff, pining

Word count: 4.0k

Request: “Oooh Can I ask for an Adventurer x Cotton Candy story them dating or fake dating that they eventually ended up with together” -anonymous

A/n: this pairing lowkey stole my heart. Thank you for the ask! Fake dating always takes me longer to set up fully ergo this is kinda longer than I expected sooooo y’all are eating good today! 

Cotton Candy could always find her favorite place to write in impeccable condition and, most importantly, shrouded in solitude. The fluffy, low hanging sugar clouds near her house were practically unreachable to anyone but her, and fewer still knew that they could even be walked on. Climbing up from her room, onto the roof and from then upwards, she carried her slightly tattered pink notebook and her absolute favorite pen, content to lose herself in beautiful, love drawn words and daydreams for an hour or so. Just as she did the day before, and the day before that. A blissful monotony.

The sun shone brightly in the sky as Cotton Candy penned word after word in a letter.  She didn’t know who it was for quite yet, but that hardly mattered. It was more of a poem than anything and she hoped-

Crash.

...and she hoped that whoever-

CRASH.

What on earth? Heart thumping slightly, she slowly set down her things and, with the hesitation of a mouse, peeked down from her cloud.

A blur of sudden color flashed up in front of her eyes, and she shot back with a scream. The... thing now in the air did a few triumphant spins before landing with a resounding PUFF on her cloud. Cotton Candy gulped down breaths as her heart beat against her hand.

The cookie- she could see clearly now that it was indeed a cookie- huffed and panted from their exertion. 

“Great jelly,” They gasped, “Fences are a lot less sturdy than I remember.”

Cotton Candy sat dumbly, too shocked to move, and her pen fell from her stock still hand.

Finally, the cookie seemed to have noticed her.

“Ah! Hello there!” He greeted brightly, despite his visible exhaustion, and tipped his brown hat in greeting.

She knew that hat. She knew that lasso. She certainly knew that sun tanned, bright eyed, determined, and sweat-covered face. 

It was Adventurer Cookie.

Fighting past her flustered state, she moved her jaw, trying to make words come out.

“I’ve been looking all over for you Cotton Candy!”

She faltered in confusion.

“I-“

“Would you go on a date with me?”

...what. Date? Adventurer Cookie? Her? With?! 

Thoughts like clouds began to float through her head, expanding every passing second and making her heart beat in overdrive like a… like a… something! Such a bold proposition! Oblivious to her mental overload, the cookie continued on talking. In her daze, she could only process a few phrases near the tail end of his grand explanation.

“...some thingy...myself but...Cheesecake Cookie...only let me… needed a fake date...help me, won't you?”

Gaping, she suddenly shook her head clear as the words finally registered.

“A...fake date?”

“Yes!” He responded brightly. “I need that key, but a date to get that key. She won’t lend it to me otherwise. I’m not sure what that cookie’s end game is, but she was insistent. So, what do you say? Wanna run?”

The clouds deflated. Slumped at the lost hope, Cotton Candy chanced a look up at the other. Adventurer’s eyes were full and bright, and concentrated fully on her. She looks away, breathing heavily.

She sucked in a preparing breath. Disappointment and overwhelming confusion aside, she was always ready to help a friend, no matter what, and besides that:

No cookie ever turned down a chance to run.

“Ok!”

Adventurer lit up, his smile for a brief second rivaling the sun, and her skin heated up, as if in response to the warmth he was emitting.

“Great! Let’s go then!”

He suddenly reached for something at his waist, and flicked his wrist out.

There was a tightening around her middle, and Cotton Candy only belated realized that she was being lassoed before Adventurer Cookie jumped off the cloud down below, taking her with him.

---

As it turns out, the “thingy” Adventurer needed a date for was a mid-day soirée, hosted by their very own extravagant Cheesecake Cookie. 

While lassoing through forest and town on the way to her mansion with her in tow (and after she could stop screaming in fright), Adventurer Cookie explained that the extravagant cookie had been gifted a magical key from a traveling treasure collector from Yogurca, a key that Adventurer had need of for a certain hidden treasure. She had, however, only agreed to give it to him on one condition:

“Attend her party...”

“...W-with a date” she finished.

“Exactly right.” His face was set forward, determined as ever, but...

“Y-You don’t look too thrilled,” Cotton voiced, noticeably subdued.

He sighed. “Not particularly, no.” He turned to her suddenly. “Ah! Not because of you, of course. Social events like these have never really been my thing.”

Despite herself, she giggled softly. “Not mine, either.”

He chuckles with her, and she feels more at ease than before. She could see him daydreaming about being on some grand quest for a secret artifact rather than interacting with people at a party. After setting them both on solid ground, they walked toward the lavish front door and golden welcome mat.

Cheesecake Cookie greeted them enthusiastically enough at the door, but she visibly brightens when she notices how close the two of them are standing.

“Oh wow!” She exclaims. “Look at that! You followed my request after all.”

“Yes, of course I did.” Charming smile in place, Adventurer Cookie secures an arm around Cotton’s waist and pulls her into his side. “My date for the day.”

The reminder that she was there to help out a friend was the only thing that kept her from passing out then and there.

They’re then ushered inside, following her trailing gold feather-boa to the party room. Cotton’s own little delivery bird, who had flown alongside them for their journey, took to playing with Fluffy Cheese cat, dodging harmless swipes from cheesy, clawless paws with a happy twitter.

So distracted by the adorable sight, she almost  doesn’t notice when her companion stops and causes her to fumble a bit. When she looked up, his eyes had gone wide and full of a bright, farplaced wonder, as he stopped and stared, almost in a trance, across the room.

She slowly followed his gaze until there it was before her eyes: the key he sought. Set with a bright gem and a metal frame that was once gold, dirtied over by years of being hidden by time. The key he had searched her out for, that he braved a party to obtain.

The swing of a lasso and the heart-dropping anticipation that comes before finding what you’d been hunting for. Was the pull of a potential hidden secret so strong that he was so captivated by a single artifact? He must see a hundred keys just like this one, but each must hold a valuable promise in his eyes, a potential for journey, for excitement, for triumph and adventure. 

The party passes by in a bit of a blur for Cotton Candy Cookie. 

She vaguely registers compliments toward her dress (“thank you” she would shyly reply) and the smell of food, but her main attention was on her “date”.

At some point, he had shifted from having an arm around her to looping theirs together, and would proceed like that for the rest of the afternoon. The benefit of this was that being so close to him meant that others generally noticed Adventurer Cookie first and would greet him, instead of questioning her presence, doing absolute wonders for her chronic timidness. The downside was: she was just so close to him.

She never would have noticed how, in that rugged way, he was devastatingly handsome. How his sandy blonde hair went every which way, as though he had just climbed out of some dark and dangerous jungle. In this case he practically had, but seeing it from afar and writing couplets in a journal was different, Cotton Candy found, than being pressed up against its side for an extended period of time. How when he told stories (for the others would always ask him about his latest grand exploits, crowding around with bated breath), he liked to use his hands and reenact, mimicking the fierce roars of a beast or a particularly daring jump for a stray gem or jelly. It was the only time he would step away from her. It was no wonder that she was in a daze.

She was firmly aware, however, of Cheesecake Cookie smiling slyly (or as slyly as someone so giggly could be) from across the room. 

So when Adventurer’s face breaks through her daze and appears before her own, grin impossibly wide and treasure key in hand, it’s no wonder that her own smile is just as wide.

“Couldn’t have done this without you, Cotton Candy. Thank you!”

A shy smile breaks through and she murmurs a “You’re welcome”

He blinks, as though caught off guard, but before she even gather the courage to ask:

“Right! Well, let’s get you back home then!”

She doesn’t have the chance to protest before the lasso is around her once more, and they’re off.

—

Cotton Candy collapsed onto her bed.

Her beloved heart pen was flowing across the page in her notebook before she could even think, word after word as they came into her mind and translated onto the paper.

She wrote lines and lines of a strong arm secured around her, of a rugged earthy scent that covered his natural cookie sweetness. A charming ruggedness and a spark of adventure in his eyes that would never go out. Of the fearful thrill that went through her as they lassoed through the trees, and the realization that she longed for the rush now that it was over.

Replaying the events of the day in her mind only made them seem more dream-like. Like one of popcorn cookie’s dashing romance movies. She kicks herself for not engraving every single detail to memory. It full well might be the only date she’ll ever be on! 

But it wasn’t real! Just a favor for a friend. Another lovesick fantasy far removed from reality. Her head was in the clouds again. She clamped down on the pen, biting at her lip, as though she could be jolted out of this convoluted daydream. But this time, it wasn’t a dream. Cotton Candy dropped her pen suddenly and snatched a nearby fluffy pink pillow, shoved her face into it and wailed.

-

Any hope Cotton Candy had of sulking the day away was dashed to pieces (almost literally) by a series of familiar crashes approaching the floating clouds above her home. 

She had been ready to spend at least the morning there before someone like Pink Chocolate Cookie or Cherry Blossom dragged her away for a friendly outing or tea time, but the appearance of a familiar orange bandana and hat effectively ruined any chances of that.

“Are you ready to go?” He asked casually as he climbed up onto her floating sanctuary.

“Go...where?” She asked, thoroughly confused.

“To get the treasure. You helped me get the key, it only makes sense that you get to come along!”

“Oh,” she nodded. “Wait, what?! I can’t do that! 

“Oh come on, where’s your sense of adventure?” Finally getting his footing, he pulled himself up and dusted the sugar crystals off of his front. “Well done for finding such an amazing discovery! I didn’t even know you could walk on these clouds.” He smiled down at her.

Her words died in her throat and she could only nod, a small lovestruck smile on her face instead.

“I’ve only a little while before Blackberry comes looking for me, so we must be off!” He turned to her, expectant.

Even when she could get a hold of herself. She was finding it harder and harder to say no. After all, a sudden spur of the moment adventure had such a romantic element to it, and so much potential for a love poem. Besides, there was apparently much to be said about the call for adventure, if that look on his face from the other day was anything to go by.

Her waning hesitation must show in her eyes, because Adventurer cookie flashed an excited grin. He puts his hand up to his hip, and she fearfully thrusts her arms out in front of her.

“I-I can walk! I can walk!” 

“Oh. Alright then” Lowing his hand (thank goodness) he suddenly leapt off the cloud, spun twice and landed, solidly, onto the ground. He called up to her.

“Come then, Candy!”

She sputtered. “C-c-Candy?!”

He turned back, tilting his head. “Just a little nickname. Is that alright?”

Remembering herself, she quickly nodded. Satisfied, he continued up the path. 

Gathering her courage up, she called after him. “Only if I get to call you Addie!”

Adventurer Cookie stopped, then laughed and gave a resounding thumbs up, moving forward once again. She smiled and made her way down.

—

“You’re telling me this isn’t your first forest temple?” 

The journey had been fine, but the insane stories Addie told her along the way were more than enough to have her moving promptly and keeping up well enough. He seemed more than happy to regale her. Even the darkness of the crumbling brick could do little to dampen Adventurer Cookie when he was in his element.

“Oh, this is nothing. I once found an ancient lamp that was being guarded by a yeti.”

“A yeti?” She gasped.

“A yeti.” 

To think, she still had so much to find out about those far off journeys to far off lands.

He suddenly put a hand out in front of her, stopping her in her tracks. Blinking, she turned, only to find him grinning and pointing up, up toward…

Oh wow.

The dark room they were in held but a single point of light that drifted almost lazily between colors, stationary on top of a large pedestal in its center. A mysticality surrounded it, and the ivy choked stone that rose around it.

Wordlessly, eyes fixed, they moved forward slowly toward the object. As if it were an animal that might frighten away. They were upon it, right within reach. Breath quickening, Cotton Candy turned to her friend in an unasked question. He gives a small  encouraging smile and nods toward her.

She took a deep breath. And stepped forward. Before she could second guess, let her nervousness decide for her, she held the gem in her hands. It pulsed, almost warm, with magic. What magic did it hold? How many eras had this one object seen? The glow from the gem illuminated her face as she could only hold it in wonder. The magic within continued to swirl different colors in her hands, before suddenly settling with a pop on a vibrant pink. A small gasp came from her.

“Did you see that?! Oh, Addie, did you see it? It changed color!” She turned to him in flushed elation, pure excitement, and wonder.

She found, upon meeting them suddenly, his eyes to be wide and full of that enchanted spark, and yet not fixed on the glowing gemstone. The magical treasure. An unfailing gaze was laid upon her face.

Adventurer Cookie, unthinking, murmured, “Beautiful…”

Her words dried up on her tongue. Frozen, utterly frozen by his intense gaze. Their eyes met across the pedestal, the shine from the gem the only thing illuminating their faces. Unabashed and slack faced wonder.

It passed. Addie coughed, and averted his eyes.

“Let’s go on then.”

—-

The fire was bright in the forest.

Cotton Candy wondered absently if Fig Cookie was out and about, or if the little forest denizen were already asleep. If they possibly knew of the gem or it’s story in the forest. If anyone knew about such a beautiful ancient treasure, besides her and Adventurer Cookie.

Turning to her side, she met with the companion on her journey so far. The dim glow reflected onto his face, illuminating him by half.

Her fingers itched for her pen.

The glow reminded her of the gem, the indescribable feeling of holding it, how he had looked in its pale pink light and...

That look they shared had been...she was just seeing what she wanted to see. Cotton Candy knew she was a hopeless romantic. This was just another daydream. Just another fantasy.

“Um, Addie? About that day at Cheesecake Cookie’s…”

He hummed.

“I was wondering. Wh-why did you ask...me?” 

Startled by the question, Addie coughed, dropping the firewood he’d been using. He played absently with the brim of his hat.

“Well,” he attempted, “Everyone knows...um..”

“Everyone knows what?” Cotton hesitantly asked.

“That...well, that you’re one of the kindest, and sweetest cookies and things like that. I’d be remiss not to ask you, right?”

“O-oh.” Cotton Candy’s face was beet red. Compliments were her one true weakness and to hear them from someone like him was simply overwhelming. Her fingers found the curls in her fluffy hair and fiddled with them, nervously.

Adventurer coo-Addie, she corrects herself gently, shifts on his feet, one hand on his hip and the other tugging at his bandana.

“You mentioned a yeti? Earlier?” She tries.

Perhaps grateful for the distraction, Addie lit up and delved into a thrilling tale of adventure into a cold underground cavern, after braving the harsh sands of a desert. 

It’s long into the night before they remembered to go home.

—-

She’d written a letter, so many more letters than she has written before. They were longer than any she had ever written. Her feelings had poured forth 

She would give one to him.

A single letter to tell him how she felt. 

For as shy as she usually was about her feelings, Cotton Candy has always needed to express them in some way. It’s why she had taken to writing love letters, putting her heart out in words and giving her love a physical presence. So she could cherish that beautiful feeling of being lighter than air, of a rainbow blooming from her very soul.

Clutching the unsealed envelopes to her chest, she tried to calm her breathing, the tenseness of her shoulders, and the shaking in her hands. Sending the letter, making her feelings known-

She’s not sure if she can pick just o-

CRASH.

An alarmed kick of her leg sends the small pile of letters careening off of the edge of the cloud.

“AH!” She yelps, diving to catch them. She misses them by an inch, and startles when a familiar cry sounds from below. 

...

One of these days, Cotton Candy thinks numbly, that’s not going to catch me off guard. But the damage was already done. From below, she heard him make a noise of confusion at the sudden pile of letters that had fallen from the sky.

But! She thought, She could still fix this! She could say that they were private and to ignore them, just close the envelopes-

The envelopes. The envelopes that had a small doodle of a lasso and a hat on them! Crumbling back into her cloud, she wills the fluff to swallow her up so that she can disappear forever. 

“Candy?” He called again. “I had something to tell you but… what is all this?”

This isn't how she wanted it to go! But she could not will herself to move from her sugary scented coffin, and thus, resigned herself to an embarrassing fate.

She did, however, peek over the edge unable to stand the suspense.

Addie picked up an envelope, clearly seeing the detail on the front, for he blinked in surprise. Sparing a glance upward toward her hiding place, he opened the letter and read it. 

It felt like a lifetime that his eyes scanned the floral scented page.

She didn’t like how he was looking at the words as though they were one of his temple puzzles to solve. When he looked like that, he was certain to figure just about anything out. Snatching herself back from the ledge, she hid in a bunching of soft cloud, heart jackhammering and breath coming much too slowly.

Finally, he looked up, expression unreadable.

“Are these...for me?” He asked, uncertainly, a strange quality to his voice.

She gave a meek ”yes” sounding squeak from her pillow.

For a short while, there is nothing. Then she hears a familiar grunt from below before a whoosh and a thud upon her cloud. Reluctantly, she lifted her face, but as soon as she caught sight on him, she shoved her face back into its hiding place.

The figure hesitates.

“Oh jelly, I’m not sure I know how to do this properly but-“

Without warning, a strong hand took hers and lifted it from off of her pillow.

The softest touch from a pair of lips on her fingers jolts her up, whipping around to stare at her hand in shock and the cookie holding it. He held her hand like a dashing prince to a fair maiden. He swallowed, visibly nervous.

“Maybe that’s wrong? Then, let me see…”

He leans in before she could speak and presses his lips to her forehead, tenderly as though she were a precious artifact. A beautiful gemstone.

“H-huh?” She stuttered.

“Oh dear,” he flushed, “h-how about-“

He quickly presses a light kiss on her cheek, and it’s the final straw that sends her careening back into her cloud pillow with a high pitched squeak.

Addie flinched. “I’ve made a mess, haven’t I?” He sighed.

“I don’t have your wonderful way with words. You see, I’m... quite fond of you, Candy.” 

For once words fail her. Every scrawling line of poetry is suddenly too much, and not enough. She looks in his face, in his expression and finds an uncertainty. New territory, unexplored jungles and the excitement and exhilaration fear that came with it. She was starting to understand it. 

Cotton Candy closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath. Gathering her courage once more.

Perhaps daunting journeys were his field of expertise but this, this was hers. She closes her eyes and lets herself feel. Let’s her feelings, as they flowed from her heart, wash over her in waves. She had her words, but the inexplicable lightness inside of her heart was unmatched and unmistakable. 

She leans forward and gently presses their lips together.

She feels Addie freeze at her touch, but feels even more keenly the way the tension melts out of his body as he leans into her lips. Moving ever so slowly, his hand coming up to meet her face, softly in a way she didn't know he possessed.

And then it's over. He looks her up and down in amazement, before a smile buds across his face.

“Good jelly, that was...better than any treasure I’ve ever known.”

Flustered, she turns away from him, thoroughly embarrassed but smiling still.

“May I... sit next to you?”

She nods frantically while still not facing in his direction, so she feels rather than sees him finally sit down next to her. Then, slide in closer. Cotton Candy takes a deep breath, before pushing herself into his side, face hot and eyes screwed shut.

He freezes at the movement. Then, bit by bit, relaxes.

“I’ve been on so many adventures, seen so much danger, and yet, my heart has never beat so fast before.”

She laughs. “Now you know how I feel. This stuff is much scarier than an old temple or a yeti.”

He doesn’t reply just then, but after a moment, “When Cheesecake Cookie said I needed a date, you were the first cookie I thought of.”

She stills, heart taking a grand leap.

“It was all quite the adventure…”

She knows he’s not talking about the temple. Overtaken by a sudden bout of sunny happiness, she snuggles in closer. His arms tighten around her. His voice, uncharacteristically soft.

“I wonder what the next adventure will be.”

She doesn’t reply, but hums in contentment. The sun was setting over the land, pink and orange. There would be time to figure it out later. For now though, Cotton Candy Cookie was more than content to lose herself in her daydreams for a while.

[ain-t-bovvered]

15x03 Commentary

  bunch of tired and caffeinated Europeans ( plus a sleepy American) scream together, and then die and try to get on with their day ( lol AS IF)

Hello and welcome:

@purpleskiesandcherrypies  (Nat)

@dean-winchesters-bacon  (Kat)  

@waywardbaby  (Zee)

@ain-t-bovvered  (Giulia)

Opening my phone in the morning: 

 What the fuck happened

Kat: You don’t wanna know

Kat: You’ll find out soon enough

Zee: Yeah ok I went to tumblr. Why did I do that ?

Kat: SHAME ON YOU

Giulia: BECAUSE U HAVE 0 PATIENCE

Kat: If you wanted to know I could have told you

Zee: I just opened the freaking thing and glanced at the first thing on my dash. Clearly, it was the wrong thing to glance at.  I yeeted out

Giulia: I DON T WANNA BE HERE

Giulia: will I cry

Kat: Do you want the honest answer

Giulia: No

Kat: Didn’t think so

Giulia: Im so tired already

Zee: Oh shush

Kat: Don’t I know it

Nat : ok i'm read

Nat : or not . whatever

Giulia: I’m not!! Help

Giulia: Ok im ready

Kat: Question first!

Zee: Uh oh

Giulia: I don t like it

Kat: With the download, do y’all have the green CW screen first?

US: no

Giulia: * stressed* Why 

Kat: Because I watch my recording, I don’t download so I want to make sure I start in the same spot

Giulia: Oh ok.... Geez

Zee: Are we ready?

Nat : Are we all not ready

Kat: I think we are right?

Nat : 3

Nat : 2

Nat : 1

Nat : go

Giulia: Ghost’s town again yay

Nat : Unpopular opinon: I hope Ketch dies

Kat: Sames

Giulia: Well he done anyway so

Kat: ...

Giulia: GREAT

Nat : idgaf about Ketch

Nat : AH GHOST TOWN THE 3RD YAY I'm so happy

Kat: Love these random ass hunters

Giulia: I see white pants I think Jensen jib10

Kat: SHUSH

Nat : Legit wanna throw my laptop away

R: The "Rafforza l'incantesimo"

my italian ass: GASPS

Giulia: Look at Rowena pretty dress

Kat: Yyyeessss that dress

Giulia: Also she brought a change

Zee: Came prepared

Nat : She's the thing that keeps me watching at the moment

Kat: Of course, it’s Rowena

Nat : UGH I felt that

Giulia: I felt dean

Zee: For me it’s deans legs and cas’s fed up face

Giulia: That place again

Giulia: What

Nat : Insert Joey gif: I'M SOOOOO SICK OF THIS TOOOOOWN

Giulia: Noted

oh look me walking with my tall friends

that door banging scared the shit out of me

R: Prendi cio che è debole, rendilo forte. D'una piuma d'oca, fai una spada.

Take what’s weak and make it stronger. Of a duck feather make it a sword

Giulia: OH ITALIAN

Zee: Is she speaking Italian?

R: Dalla nebbia, cemento possente, impenetrabile, inflessibile.

From fog, mighty concrete, impenetrable, inflexible

Giulia: SHE IS

R: Rendilo forte.

Make it stronger

Giulia: And pretty well too

Kat: It’s not working Sam

Zee: Connection lost. Check server

Giulia: Oh no

Kat: And down she goes

Giulia: Thanks

Zee: A real drink

Giulia: Lol

Kat: This look 🤣🤣🤣

Giulia: Gotta use it

Kat: Love the silent conversations

Giulia: Fuck off belphy

Nat : Ah angry ghosts . What else is new

Zee: I kinda love his sass

Kat: Same but I still want to stab him

Nat : Wow, imagine this was the last three episodes. It's over in a freaking ghost town. I'm still salty, can you see?

Giulia: Yeah that would fucking destroy me

Kat: Not at all you hide it so well

Giulia: That’s not who we are

Zee: Go Dean!! Tell them

Giulia: AWE SAM

Kat: Aw Sammy

Giulia: SAM

He’s so gentle . Such a big gentle giant, I love him.

Zee: Control your face Sam

Kat: That doesn’t happen. At all.

Giulia: YOU SHUSH THE FUCK DOWN

Giulia: that strap tho

Nat : Not gonna give up

Kat: He never does. Take a knee

Nat : He's like a leave in the wind, give up not giving up give up not giving up

Zee: Is he us?

D: Oh, I'm not freaked. I'm angry, okay? I'm pissed.

Giulia: I M PISSED TOO

Kat: THAT PISSED WAS SO COUNTRY

Kat: Jensen your Texas is showing

Giuls: And I’m loving it

Giulia: I need more then

D: Th-This... This sloppy-ass ghostpocalypse... that's Chuck's ending? No. No, I don't think so. After everything that he has put us through? I'll be damned if I'm gonna let some glorified fanboy get the last word.

Giulia: SLOPPY ASS GHOST APOCALYPSE

Nat : Sloppy Ass Ghost Apocalypse. Yeah, that's about sums it up

 Zee: Glorified fan boy

Giulia: dean speaking up for the fandom 

S: Anything useful in there? R: Not a thing.

sure

Nat : You don't have eyes

Nat : snorts

Zee: You don’t have eyes

Giulia: Ok that was funny

B: I got an idea, but, uh... you're not gonna like it.

Giulia: DON T

Giulia: TOUCH

Giulia: MAH BABY

Kat: You okay bb?

Giulia: no  I’m fear 

Kat: What

Giulia: Because i just remembered the season trailer. And i wanna be wrong

Zee: Surprised moose

Nat : Did he just say, minions

Nat : But that would mean that Belphy would stay on earth?

Kat: No he’d be in hell

Nat : Ah

Giulia: Ah

Giulia: ... I don t like this

Kat: DIBS ON SAMUEL

Nat : Dibs on Samuel

Giulia: Dibs on samuel

Zee: Dibs on Samuel

Nat : Hey

Giulia: AH sam witch confirmed

Nat : I'm calling Dibs on Dean then

Kat: NO

Giulia: Cas🙋🏼‍♀

Zee: Was waiting for Kat

R: Whoever does this, they'll be unprotected. No salt circles... all manner of angry spirits right up in their grill.

Nat : So yeah, Belphy wants Cas

Giulia: NO Don t look at my bb

B: I want protection.Muscle.

D: Yeah, Cass’ll go.

C: Well, it sounds like I don't have a choice.

Giulia: DEAN

C:

Zee: Dean threw him under the bus

Giulia: ugh

Kat: Oh babe

Giulia: COME ON

Nat : Dean would literally do anything now

Nat : That's how desperate he is

Kat: YUP

Nat : I see more of Ketch than I ever wanted

future me: ain’t that right

Zee: His underwear are ridiculous

Kat: SNORTS

Nat : Kill him

Giulia: Jesus lady there is an apocalypse going on

random demon I don’t care about: And you won't give them up? Not for any price?

K: Not at any price.

Giulia: Aw ketch

Kat: ya happy Nat?

Nat : AHHHHH OMG YES

Giulia: Eh

Giulia: We are at 2 spn final season deaths already nice

Zee: Casually strolling the graveyard

B: You know, your part in all this is, uh, pretty dangerous.I mean, you could die, get trapped in Hell. Your friends might never see you again. Funny, 'cause, uh,they didn't seem to think twice about it.

R.U.D.E.

Nat :lol Cas

Giulia: AHAHAHAH

Zee: Ok

Kat: Hhhhhhhaaaahahhaaa

Giulia: DO I LOVE HIM

Giulia: witch stuff

Nat : And what's Dean's role in this?

Nat : I think I got distracted

Kat: Outside by the hole  

Giulia: Being grumpy 

Nat : Ah where he should be 😉

Kat: Ready and waiting lol

Giulia: Well you’d want him in

Nat : Well, not the whole of him

Zee: FOCUS LADIES 

Zee: so fed up

C: Yet you needed protection, "muscle", for this?

B: Okay, you got me. I wanted company. I wanted your company. What? Shouldn't we at least try and be friends?

Nat : Belphy is Giuls

Giulia: WOW

Nat : You would want Cas' company too

C: You are not growing on anyone. Sam and Dean are just using you. Don't mistake that for caring about you, because I can assure you they don't.

B: Wow. You learn that the hard way?

Giulia: AWE NO BELPHY SHUSH 

Kat: Cas should know

Nat : Sush

Giulia: OH THAT REALLY STUNG

C: You're wearing Jack, who was like a son to me, like a coat.

Zee: Like a son to me

C: It's an abomination.

Giulia: im sad. I’m so sad

Zee: I think you should wait

Kat: It’s gonna get worse bb

Giulia: DON T PUSH HIM

Nat : Why does Cas has to go in first

Giulia: what else is new

Zee: The muscle

Nat : Ah

Nat : Do we trust him?

Kat: WHAT DO YOU THINK

Zee: No

Giulia: I hate how I can recognize enochian

Giulia: I trust bel so little

Nat : I don't think he should say that out loud

Kat: SUNG

Giulia: Oh

Zee: What?

Giulia: WHAT

Kat: SING IT CAS

Giulia: OMG WHAT

Nat : Don't do it?

C: ♪ Toh-luh dah... ♪

Giulia: OH COME ON

Kat: That’s all you get lol

Giulia: fuck  Oh great that was the “musical”

Nat : Ah Dean's at the hole

Nat : snorts

Kat: There might be a couple seconds more I can’t remember

Nat : Sam just thinks that he should be with Dean when this all goes to shit

Nat : And I cry

Giulia: ...great

Kat: Nope

C: ♪ ... mee ♪

Zee: Like an angel

Nat : WELL

Giulia: Oh fuck off

Zee: Oh fuck

Giulia: Well

Nat : Who is she again

Giulia: Ardat Some demon who wanted to kill bel

Nat : Ardat Lili is a dangerous storm spirit from ancient Sumeria, a vampiric succubus who visits men at night

Giulia: Thanks Hermione

Kat: Thanks google

Zee: Nerd

Nat : At least I know how to work google. Unlike the majority, it seems

Giulia: well I’m doing 3 things at the same time

Giulia: Everybody wants to rule hell. Nobody learned a thing from Crowley

Zee: It’s been a while since Cas got smacked

Giulia: He’s a fucking angel

Giulia: OF COURSE

Nat : THERE WAS A VACANCY. Pfffff

Kat: Ugh he’s so annoying

 Zee: That close up Giuls ? 

Giulia: I KNOW EXCITING

Nat : Ah the wind in Dean's hair

Nat : I need that close up Giuls   

Kat: The wind in Cas’ trench

Nat : lol in Cas' shirt

Giulia: that hand holding

Kat: 😭

Giulia: I’m having anxiety

Zee: We see

Kat: YOU SHOULD

Nat : Shouldn't Cas go out before it closes. Before Dean throws that bomb in?Ah, too late

Giulia: I can t take it

Giulia: DEAN.  DEAN FUCK

Zee: COME ON

Kat: He’s got business

Giulia: CAS

Giulia: what

Kat: IT’S NOT HIS FAULT AT THE MOMENT

Giulia: What is happening

Giulia: I’m so angry at everyone

Kat: CAS IS MAD

B: It's me... Jack.

Giulia: JACK SHUT UP

Zee: NO

Giulia: OH NO

The struggle Castiel going through is painful ok. I hate it , HATE IT.

Nat : Ah so Jack is gone?

Kat: His body I guess

Giulia: I HATE THIS

Nat : For good?

Giulia: FUCK NO

Zee: WTF

Giulia: WHAT WAS THAT SIGH

Well this destroyed me .

future me: AH JUST YOU WAIT DUMB BITCH

Kat: That wasn’t Jack

Nat : Because he's still in the empty, right? He's forgotten there

Giulia: FUCK

Kat: Death has plans

Zee: CAS

Oh you can see the moment Castiel feels like he’s got nothing left . great.

Nat : What

Giulia: ROWENA

Nat : WHAT

Kat: JUST FUCKING WAIT

R: Won't need that where I'm going.

Nat : Ah fuck

R: Magic can do anything, Samuel , can contain anything... even the vast multitudes of Hell.

Giulia: I HATE THIS

Zee: WHAT?

Giulia: NO

Nat : If I pay the price

R:"Death Is an Infinite Vessel."  A spell so simple it draws its power from its caster.Just two ingredients.

S: Rowena, why didn't you tell us?

shut up Sam 

R: Because, dear, the first ingredient is my own still-coursing blood. And the last is my final breath.

Giulia: I DON T LIKE THE PRICE

Nat : Rowena loves them to much

Zee: Hold on HOLD ON

Giulia: i love her so much

R: I'll absorb the ghosts and demons and return them to Hell.In time, my body'll break down, and they'll be released right where they belong.

S: No, no. No. Rowena... no.

Giulia: GREAT

Nat : NO AH

Giulia: I DON T WANNA SEE SAM CRY

R: To perform this spell, I have to die. And it has to be you that kills me.

Nat : Right, in every death book of Rowena, she's killed by Sam

Kat: POOR SAMMY

Giulia: OF COURSE GREAT

Zee: HE GOT OUT

Kat: SEE HE GETS OUT

Giulia: BUT AT WHAT PRICE

Kat: MIGHT BE BETTER IF HE STAYED THOUGH

Giulia: WHAT ?! YIKES 

R: My real, permanent demise is at your hands. It's in Death's books.

S: Yeah, well, you know what? Screw the books.

Us: *LOUD GASP*

D: Wh-What about the Crook?

C: It's gone. It was destroyed.

That what is so ..... wow

R: I don't care about anything enough to take my own life.Not you, your brother... not even the world. But I believe in prophecy. I believe in magic. And I'm here, and you're here, and everything we need to end this right is in our hands.I know this in my bones...it has to be this way. Do it! Kill me, Samuel!

Nat : I'm-

Kat: 😭😭😭😭😭

Giulia: I’m

Zee: INDONT WANNA WATCH

Giulia: I CANT TAKE ALL THIS

Nat : Fuck, Sammy

Giulia: OH MY GOD SAM

Nat : Sam is too fragile for that

Kat: I BELIEVE IN PROPHECY AND MAGIC 🤣😭😭

R:   I know we've gotten quite fond of each other, haven't we? But will you let the world die, let your brother die, just so I can live?

Giulia: NO SHUT UP

Zee: Shut up Rowena

Giulia: NO

Giulia: NO

Nat : Dean's pissed. What else is new

Giulia: NO NO

Nat : NO

Giulia: SAM

Nat : NOOOOO

Giulia: FUCK

Zee: God damn

Kat: NNNOOOOOOOOO

Giulia: STOP IT

Kat: She says Dean’ll die and Sam gets stabby

Giulia: NO ROWEEEENAAA

R: That's my boy.

Kat: THATS MY BOY

Nat : Of course

Giulia: WHAT IS THAT FACE SAM

Giulia: FUCK OFF

Giulia: FUCK THESE EPISODES

Nat : OH NO

Giulia: SHIT

Kat: IS IT BETTER OR WORSE THAN BORING

Nat : SAMMY CONTROL YOUR FUCKING FACE

Giulia: IM NOT READY

Giulia: NO DON T SAY THAT

Kat: JUST LIKE CROWLEY

Giulia: COME ON

Zee: CAN THE MUSIC NOT

Nat : CAS

Giulia: CAS BB

Giulia: WHY AM I SO TIRED

Zee: IMAGINE HOW SAM IS FEELING

Nat : HENLEY

Giulia: oh dean is in the nude

Zee: BUTT NAKED

Kat: SUCH GOOD SINGLE LAYER HENLEY PORN

Giulia: Oh he was crying In his room

Nat : Does Sam actually fit in the bed?

Giulia: Ah yeah ketch too

Kat: Okay I know it’s super sad but these boys are looking GOOD

Giulia: I KNOW AND IM SANGRY

I’M STILL MOURNING OK 

C: How's Sam?

D: Not great.

Kat: Get ready babes

C: Sorry about Rowena.

Giulia: No i refuse

Zee: WHAT?

Nat : NO

Giulia: Fuck

Nat : Don't you throw this in Kat

D: You're sorry? Why didn't you just stick to the damn plan?

Giulia: I DON T WANNA WATCH 

C: He wanted to eat every last soul to take over Hell, Earth, and every...

D: Yeah, and we would've figured it out... after. With Rowena.

OK but listen...figuring it out later could have been worse , although it’s true that Rowena was a real great asset. Idk man I’m hurting

Giulia: i can feel dean’s anger

Nat : Dean control your anger

C: Something went wrong. You know this. Something always goes wrong.

D: Yeah, why does that something always seem to be you?

Kat: Oooohhhh boy

Nat : WHAT

Giulia: NO

Nat : DID YOU JUST SAY

Giulia: DEAN  U FUCK

you can see the shock and hurt and heartbreak on Cas’ face but it’s fine , it’s fine WE’RE FINE

C: You used to trust me, give me the benefit of the doubt. Now you can barely look at me.

They both so hurt and I cannot bear this

Zee: Can’t breathe

C: My powers are failing, and... 

yeah can we talk about that ? becasue...why the fuck

C: and I've tried to talk to you, over and over, and you just don't want to hear it. You don't care.

Nat : The eyeroll

Giulia: I HATE THIS SHIT

Kat: I know bb

SO ANGRY

C: I'm... dead to you.

SO SAD

Nat : The eyeroll

Giulia: I HATE THIS SHIT

Kat: I know bb

Giulia: IS THIS FANFIC

Giulia: I READ THIS 364830173 TIMES

C: You still blame me for Mary.

Giulia: NO

C: Well, I don't think there's anything left to say.

D: Where you going?

IS THIS FANFIC

Nat : CAS IS GOING AWAY

Nat : CAS STAY

Kat: You knew it was happening bb

Zee: WHAT

Zee: THE

Zee: FUCK

C: Jack's dead. Chuck's gone. You and Sam have each other. 

Giulia: NO THIS SONG

Nat : I know

Kat: I know

C:  I think it's time for me to move on.

Zee: STOP HIM YOU ASSUOLE

Nat : I knew it but I'm not happy about it

Kat: Group hug

Giulia: WELL DEAN LOOKS REGRETFUL SO AT LEAST THERE’S THAT 

Kat: As per usual. He lashes out then is sorry about it.

Nat : That's human

Giulia: HEY YALL CAN TALK TO MY CORPSE

Giulia: TRAILER TIME BECAUSE IM IN DENIAL

Giulia: MEH

Nat : Yeah well, the next ep is kinky

Giulia: gag me

Kat: Yup

Giulia: My heart is broken. This ep destroyed me

Kat: I know bb

Zee: DONT LIKE THE PROMO

Giulia: FUCK OFF THE PROMO I DON T GIVE 2 SHITS ABOUT IT

Kat: But Jensen directed

Zee: Dean was exceptionally assholy

Nat : We'll get Lumberjack Dean

Kat: That too

Giulia: dean is on a real fine thread

Giulia: I think that’s when there is samifer

Kat: Well the red was there And it was red when we see bearded!dean

Giulia: I currently don’t give a shit honestly

Kat: They’ll make up by the end

Giulia: Yeah i wanna see when

Giulia: Whatever I’m so tired

Giulia: Fuck off

Giulia: Im also pretty real sad.  And that hasn’t happened in long on spn

Kat: Jensen said in an interview it hasn’t happened yet so we’ll see

Zee: We all are

Kat: I know. I knew exactly how y’all would react

Giuls: Ok but it’s not even about destiel. I just hate to see them fight instead of working together

Giulia: My stomach hurts too now. I should go. Kat go the fuck to sleep. And nobody talks to me about the ep

Kat: I AM TALKIN TO ZEE

Giulia: Hush i can still hear you over the sound of my soul crying

Zee: In my defense, I told her to sleep

Kat: Give your soul a tissue

Kat: She did. Many times. I didn’t listen like usual

Giulia: That vinyl now looks real good to ease my pain. Not gonna lie

Zee: Take me with you. I’ll probably be a mile back but still

Giulia: I rewatched the end briefly because I’m a dumb bitch.  And yep, i can confirm i screamed into my pillow and got actually teary eyed and boi am I dumb to get actually tears for a tv show jesus and it’s only ep 3 but the threat of the ending is getting tight around my neck already and this is stupid, and fuck. And bye

Giulia: People are hating over everything right now

Kat: Yup. People hate Cas, people hate Dean, people hate the town (@Nat )  Plus, I think it, being the last season, makes people lash out more.

Nat : Hey

Kat: Did I lie?

Nat : No but it still hurts

Kat: Well they’re away from it now At least there’s that

Giulia: Why, where are they Idk

Kat: Do I have to say it?

Giulia: Say what

Kat: Where people are. I don’t think you wanna hear it

Giulia: Exactly

Kat: So we won’t say it lol

Giulis: For what it’s worth all the people throwing hate at Dean and Castiel can all suck my dick.

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Beyond The Leather:

Chapter 8: Nikki Annoying Sixx

February 20, 1985

Six New messages

Hey Mani its Nikki, sorry about yesterday I didnt mean to speak to you like that. You just get under my skin somtimes. Well call me back I'd like to see you.

Beep : Message Deleted

Sooooo I'm calling again to check up on you. You haven't called me back. Call me back.

Beep: Message Deleted

Mani your really fucking pissing me off ok call me back. By the way I'm learning how to cook for you. Well actually us. The things I do for you.

Beep: Message Deleted

Hey princess I'm sorry ok, just talk to me. Were having alot of fun in the studio. Tommy wants you to come by. Plus you should try the food I made.

Beep: Message Deleted

Princess please call me back. Stop fucking ignoring me. Your making me angry.

Beep: Message Deleted

Mani I miss you. Please call me.

Beep: Message Deleted

That was the last messege I listened to before ripping the phone cord out. I have been ignoring him since the last time I saw him. Nikki was into drugs and that wasn't my life. I'm a respectable girl who comes from a respectable family and my mom would throw a fit if she ever found out I was hanging out with someone like Nikki sixx. He will just have to get over us being friends. Anyways, Tamara came back scolding me on my outfit for the Joan Rivers interview. She said I looked awful that made me laugh actually. Theresa was fired right away because of what happened, but also because she was doing drugs. I was now on a very tight leash. Especially because I got the part for the movie. And after my birthday in September, I will no longer be doing teen magazines. I will be featured on the cover of the biggest magazines.

"Hey honey soooo theres two things, one in March you will be on the cover of Sports Illustrated Magazine and two you have an interview with Barbara Walter's." Tamara shouted and I jumped up screaming. "She is sooo excited to meet you." I ran and hugged her this was exciting. I couldn't wait to tell my mom. I was heading home for a couple of weeks. "Um why did you unplug the phone cord missy?" Tamara ask with one hand on her hip and the other holding the cord.

"Oh uh I tripped over the cord by accident sorry. Haha clumsy me." I lied. ______

I spent the evening until night shopping. I started to realize I was a shopaholic when I constantly kept going out to buy new clothes, jewellery, heels, and hand bags. I was really into fashion and mixing cloths together. I was also into cosmetics like really into it. Maybe down the line I'll venture into business, but for now its acting and modeling.

I was inside a shop and saw this really cute handbag. I mean I had several but why not get one more. I purchased it, and I'm not going to tell you the price. I headed out of the store and got into my limo. Can you beleive it, I'm in a limo.

When I reached back at the condo. My chauffeur helped me get my bags out and carry them upstairs. "Thank you Daniel." I say while giving him 100. "No problem Miss Darlington." He took it and left. I saw a note by the table.

Went to office be back later- Tammi.

Well I'll show her what I bought when she gets back. I was so excited to start trying on my new clothing. And everything else with it. This was the life that I never thought I could have. I bought some stuff for my sisters, my mom, and aunts and uncles. They will really love them. I sheded down into my bra and panties taking off cloths and trying new ones. I put on these nice thigh high boots that could be worn in the winter time. After all I am going home for a couple of weeks. And its snowing in Canada. With a cute black romper. I heard a knock on the door and ran to go and get it. "Coming!" I yelled. I opened it up with out even looking through the peek hole, stupid me.

And saw none other then Nikki annoying Sixx, and he did not look happy. I tried to shut it right away but he put his arm between the door and was pushing back.

"Mani please just let me in." He says while he's forcefully trying to get in.

"Nikki go away!" I say pushing back.

With a big push. Nikki forces the door open and the impact sends me flying and hitting the ground with a thud.

"Oh shit I'm sorry." He laughs.

"It's not funny my butt cheek is hurting you ass!" I yell at him.

"Tsk tsk tsk I thought you didn't swear princess." He smirks.

God he is truly annoying.

"C'mere doll let me help you up." He wobbles towards me almost loosing his footing. He was drunk and probably high.

"Your drunk Nikki, you need to leave Tamara is downstairs." I lied.

"I'm drunk and high." He smirks. "And no shes not."

"And how do you know?" I asked furrowing my brows.

"Because I saw her leave and shes going to be gone for a while." He smiles walking towards my shopping bags.

"So you camped outside the condo until she left?" I asked walking behind him.

"No I camped on the 5th floor in some random chicks place. She let me come in with her." He says while pulling cloths out of the bags.

What the hell is wrong with this guy. I mean really!

"Nikki why are you hear?" I demanded.

"Im here because your ignoring my fucking phone calls. I've left you several fucking messages and your not returning them!" He shouted as he got in my face. I could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Well of course I'm ignoring your calls. And now that you know one hundred percent that I am, you can go back to the 5th girls place or get out!" I yelled motioning towards the door.

Nikki smiled then walked towards the couch and sat down he kicked his feet up on the table like he was at home and put his hands behind his head. "I drove here. Your not really gonna kick a drunk and high guy out of your home to go driving on the streets now will you?"

I can't believe this guy. I was seething with anger. How dare he use something that happened to Vince to stay over here. "Nikki that is a really awful thing to say, that's not a joke. I want you out right now." I say with a stern voice.

"No." He sneered. He kicked his shoes off then grabbed the TV remote turned it on then changed it to MTV.

I had enough of this guy. I decided to just call security and have them deal with him. I took off my boots then walked towards the phone picking it up to dial security. Next thing I know Nikki is charging at me grabbing the phone from my hand.

"Nikki stop it!" I yelled trying to grab the phone back.

"Just calm the fuck down Iman!" He shouted in my face. I then slapped him across the face. Something I wish I didnt do because at that point Nikki saw red. He then picked me up over his shoulders with me kicking and screaming. And walked towards my room.

"Put me down now you jerk!" I yelled.

He then threw me on the bed pinning my arms over my head. "Calm the fuck down!" He yelled

"No!" I yelled back struggling to get out of his grip. He then leaned closer to my face. Making me smell the whisky on his breath. His lips brushed against mine and he whispered with a very low voice. "Calm down princess." He bit his lips and I started breathing hard. He slowly used his legs to spread my legs open and settled in between them. I felt how hard he was through his pants.

"Your so fucking beautiful." He whispered and used his thumb to graze my bottom lip.

Nikki was dangerous. He was dangerous because he was good looking. He has a baby face, beautiful eyes, beautiful hair he's a bad boy, and he's in the biggest rock band there is. Girls love him and would fall for him so easily with out even realizing that he has a lot of problems. Drugs were his number one problem. And as long as he was doing drugs, he would always have problems.

"But I'm young Nik, and you do drugs." I say struggling to sit up and move him up off of me.

"I know princess." He moved to the side of my bed and sat with his back against the head board. He sat there in silence thinking for a bit.

"Iman I'm back, oh my God what is this mess in the living room?" I heard Tamara come in. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. "Nikki stay silent please or so help me God." I whispered to him. "Ok princess." He chuckled.

I ran out of the room with my heart eating ten time fast.

"Hey Tammi sorry I went shopping." I started picking up the bags off the ground.

"Yeah I can see that." Her eyes went wide.

"What is it with you and this phone." She picks the receiver up and puts it back.

"Sorry I was calling some of my friends." I turn over and notice Nikki's boots on the living room carpet. I slowly move towards the carpet to grab the boots.

"Honey can you grab me a drink please I'm very exhausted." Tamara asks as she walks towards the living room couch to sit down. My heart was racing u was praying that she wouldnt see those cowboy boots just lying there on the carpet. She would know for sure that someone was here. "Um sure." I walked to the kitchen and poured her some cranberry juice than brought it back to her. I grabbed one of the shopping bags and knelt down by the table and picked up the boots and put them in. "Alright I'm going to bed." I started running.

"Um hello excuse me take the rest of these bags to your room. Your making this place look like a garbage dump full of bags!" She yelled. I ran back and packed the rest of the things I bought including my boots that I kicked off. "Goodnight Tami." I hugged and kissed her. "Goodnight sweety." She kissed back. I got into the room and let out a long sigh. I looked over at Nikki who took off his blue and gold jacket and threw it on the floor and was comfortably sleeping on my bed. I crawled on my bed and shook him. "Nikki." I whispered "Nikki you have to go once Tamara goes to bed."

"Mmmm no." He says snuggling into my pillow. Well what more could I do I guess he's spending the night. I got up and turned the light off then grabbed shorts and a tank top and changed into them. I got into my bed and layed beside him and just stared at him. I starting to caress his cheek all the way to his jaw and he squirmed a bit. He then opened his beautiful green eyes and looked at me.

"Can you promise me something princess?" he whispered

"promise you what?" I whispered back.

"Promise me that when you come of age and I get my shit together that you'll be my girl. That you'll be mine and only mine?" I nodded with a smile. "No I need to hear you say it so I know there's hope." "I promise to be yours Nikki." I smiled. He leaned over and kissed the top of my head then pulled me closer to him. I snuggled tight agaisnt him and we went to sleep in each others arms.

The next day I woke up, and my eyes went wide when I realized Nikki was still in my bed. I dont know if he snores alot in his sleep when he's not drunk. But he certainly snored alot last night. I barely slept. I turned over to look at him. He looked like an angel. His messy hair was all over my pillows. I didn't want to wake him, but I know I had to. I nugded him to wake him up a bit. But he didn't even move. So then I decided after what he he did yesterday by making me hurt my butt cheek when I fell, payback seemed fair. I lifted myself into sitting position on the bed with my feet on his torso and my hands positioned behind me to give me a good balance. I pulled my legs towards me then gave him one big kick off the bed. He rolled off hitting his body on the ground and his head on the small dresser beside my bed. Woops!

"Ow you bitch, what the fuck!" He shouted on the ground. Where I couldn't see him.

"Hahahahahaha pay back hurts dosen't it."

"Fuck you."

"Now now Mr.Sixx no swearing." I chuckled.

He got up and climbed back onto the bed sitting and holding his head.

"You snore a lot."

"So I'm told." He looked at me with a smile.

"You have to go Nik."

"So your not even gonna make me breakfast. What kind of girl doesn't make breakfast for her man when he spends a night." He moves closer to me and I push away. "First off I would never make you breakfast especially when your capable of doing it your self. And second I'm not your girl." I say pointing to myself.

"Yet." Nikki says with a full on smile plastered on his face.

"I gotta use your washroom to piss. And where are my boots?" He asks getting off the bed scratching his untamed hair. I got off the bed and grabbed the plastic bag I put them in and gave them to him. He grabbed them and put them on.

"Look Nik pee in your pants or pee outside but you need to go now before Tammi catches you." I pleaded.

"Alright fine fine." He picks up his jacket and walks towards the door.

"Wait let me check first." I poke my head out to see if the coast is clear. And then signal him to come. I push him out the door fast, then run to the kitchen to grab the garbage.

"What's the garbage for, it's not even full?" He asks.

"I'm pretending like I'm throwing it away." I start giggling because he's looking at me like I'm a little devil.

"Oh babe you and me are gonna get along just fine." He says as he puts his arm around me to start walking. "So can I see you later on?"

"Sure, I'm heading back to Canada for a couple of weeks tomorrow. And I wont be back till March 11. Cause I have a photo shoot with Sports Illustrated Magazine on the 12 in the morning."

"Wow, so I need to take you somewhere special. That way you'll think of me while your away." We stopped by the elevator and he turned me to face him. Nikki could make a girls knees buckle in a second that's how good looking he was. But I kept trying to remind my self that he was no good. He could never be the man I would want him to be. But then again he did ask me to keep that promise. And he did say when he gets his "ish" together. So who knows.

"Um so I'll pick you up later?" He scratches his head and looks down at his shoes.

"Ok." I smile.

He pushes the elevator button and it comes up. We wave each other good bye. I'm not sure what this is between Nikki and I. But what ever it is, he's got me thinking about him more. A lot more. _________

I sat waiting for Nikki. He had called to say he was going to come at 3:30. It was now 4:26. I started pacing around my room. When ever I would hear the phone ring I would run to it hoping that it was him but then get disappointed when it wasn't. I started thinking about last night. What me and Nikki talked about, I did really like him. But I dont like the whole groupies, drugs, and bad boy stuff. If I was to have any future with him a lot would have to change. But also I'm still young so for me to even be thinking about these things is weird. I should be thinking about chilling with friends, sleepovers, and gossiping. But I wasn't, I didnt have any friends here in LA. Maybe that's why when ever Nikki would come around I would tag along with him. Cause the truth is I felt lonely. Nikki isn't good for me but he's the only one I have to talk to, besides Tamara. And shes always working. I had Theresa as well, but because she was fired I have no idea where she is and if she would even talk to me.

4:40 pm

I called Nikki's number again and there was no answer.

5:30 pm

Tamara called she said she would be coming back late. I hope Nikki calls.

6:15 pm

Nikki called and apologized. At least he did call. He said he'll be here by 6:30 so thats great. It means he didn't forget about me.

9:00 pm

I sat in front of the TV blankly staring at it. I couldn't tell you what was on cause I didn't really care. I just heard noises. Yelling, screaming, and someone saying please dont kill me. I sat there for another 10 minutes and then turned the TV off and went to bed. Nikki wasn't coming.

[justkending]

Used to be Overlooked.  Chapter 15.

Summary: Steve Rogers was walking down the streets of Brooklyn after finishing a mission. The goal was just to take some time to clear his mind along the city streets, but when he runs into a gorgeous young lady that looks extremely familiar… How can he go about moving on? Who is she? What does he know her from? Was that memory even from this decade?

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (Rosalyn Ember/ Y/N ?)

Word Count: 3300+

Warning: SLOW BURN. Soooo slow, but sooooo worth it...

Series Masterlist

Chapter 15:

“So we were right!” Bucky said shouting more than asking a question.

“Well, we were right in the sense that we needed to dig deeper, yes. I’m not sure we knew what we were looking for, but now…” Steve let out a breath after he unloaded everything to Bucky. “Now we know.”

“Now we know…” Bucky repeated taking it in, and crossing his arms while one came up to scratch his beard. “I think this is good news.”

“Good news?” Tony asked.

“Yeah! I mean, now we know her background. We can see she isn’t a evil doer, considering everything she has done all this time, and the fact she wants to reverse it. Then, you have Steve who really likes her and-” Bucky started.

“Whoa, whoa. I never said anything about-” he stopped getting a resting bitch face from all the other men in the room. They weren’t buying his bullshit. “Ok, fine! I like her, but that doesn’t mean that you should have gone and asked her to be my date for that gala Tony! I could have done it myself,” he huffed.

“Sure you could. I could tell you were going to do it right as soon as she was in her car and five miles out,” he rolled his eyes.

“Wait a second. Stevie got a date?” Bucky said raising an eyebrow and a teasing grin toward his friend.

“I wouldn’t say date-” Steve started blushing.

“It’s a date. She even said it herself,” Bruce finally chimed in.

“She did?” Steve asked shocked toward Bruce.

“You must have blacked out. You looked like you just found out you had been frozen in ice for 70 years or something,” Tony smirked.

Steve sent him a glare. “Real original,” he mumbled.

“What can I say? I’m an original guy,” Tony said lifting his hands impressed with himself.

“So, this Gala?” Bucky said, reeling the conversation back in. “Our Miss. Y/N Erskine will be joining us?”

“Yes,” Bruce answered.

“Great, then I can ask all my pressing questions then,” Bucky said rubbing his hands together in mischief.

“Barnes, behave yourself,” Steve said tilting his head toward his friend in warning.

“Now where is the fun in that?” Bucky said in a devilish manner as he slapped Steve’s back and headed to the door. “Come on! We need to go get some tuxs if we want to impress a girl like Y/N. Sorry, Rosalyn,” he winked before leaving with Steve close in toe.

“I’m going to regret this aren’t I?” Steve asked himself out loud as he followed Bucky.

“There’s no ‘going to’. You already are,” Tony shouted as the door shut. Steve just looked back and shook his head.

_

“Hey Claire? What are you doing Thursday after work, and maybe Friday as well?” you asked walking up to the front desk and handing your assistant the files you just finished approving.

“Uh, nothing that I know of. Josh is out of town to visit his mom Thursday, and coming back Friday mid-afternoonish. What’s up?”

“I have a favor to ask. It’s kinda a lot, and not very business professional of me. If you don’t want to do it, don’t feel obligated just because I’m your boss. Maybe, I shouldn’t- you know what never mind. Don’t worry about-”

“Rose. You haven’t even asked me the favor yet,” She chuckled at your rambling.

“Right, sorry,” you laughed nervously. “Actually, why don’t you come into my office, and we can figure it out. I need to read an email anyway.”

“Sure,” she said standing and straightening her pencil skirt down as she came out from the desk and followed you into your office.

You walked around to your desk and pulled up the email that Pepper sent you.

“What’s got you so freaked out?” Claire said taking a seat in the chair in front of your desk. “Wait, does this have anything to do with Steve? Omg! I knew you two hit it off!” she said getting giddy and acting like a teenager talking about their crush as she scooted the chair closer to you. “That one day that he came in, he was all googly eyed and basically drooling over you. Did you finally say yes to a date? Oh my gosh! Are you going on a date with Captain America?!” she all but screamed.

“Claire!” you said sending her a look to quiet down.

“Right. Sorry,” she whispered dramatically. “Ok, but tell me I’m right. That would be the only thing that makes sense for your anxiousness. I mean you never get like this over anything work wise, so it has to be personal,” she winked. You sent her a stare that was kindly asking if she was done. She caught on and cleared her throat. “Sorry. I should probably shut up, and let you actually talk.”

“It’s fine,” you laughed at her excitement. “You weren’t wrong though.” She brightened up and was about to go off again, but you put a finger up saying ‘give me one second’. “I do have a date. It however is at a Gala at the Avenger’s Tower. It’s for a charity event for a foster care system.”

“That’s so sweet,” she gushed.

“It is. Only problem is, it’s been a while since I’ve been to an event like this. We used to have charity events for certain projects when I was growing up, and I was asked to attend since I was usually one of the researchers, but I only ever went to a few,” you said telling half the truth.

“So, you’re problem this time around is?” she said pushing on.

“I don’t really know what to wear,” you said shyly.

“You’re asking me for fashion advice?” she said shocked and grabbing her chest.

“Yes.”

“Me?”

“Yes,” you said raising an eyebrow confused that she was confused.

“You dress the way that you do, and you’re going to ask me for fashion tips?” she hadn’t blinked.

“Yes, why is this so surprising?”

“Rose! Look at you! You always have on something stunning, and vintage, and-and- perfect! I’m the last person who you should be asking for advice!”

“You helped me pick out the outfit I wore to the dinner. What’s so different about this?” you laughed.

“That was a dinner. This is a gala. Plus, those were your clothes. All I had to do was layout something you already had,” she huffed slouching in defeat.

“True, but honestly-”

“I mean, I might as well have just pointing blindly in your closet full of fully perfectly styled outfits and sent you off. Anything would have worked!” she continued to ramble.

“Ok, but-”

“And don’t even get me started on all the skirts you have! I mean how does someone even have that many cute skirts? I can never find one good one out of every five stores I go to, let alone the hundreds that you have.”

“Claire-”

“Oh, and the little tie-in-head-scarfs too? So retro and so cutesy. Where do you get those by the way? I went to look them up and-”

“Claire!” you shouted making her jump in her seat as she was brought back to the problem at hand. “Sorry, I just,” you laughed. “I couldn’t get a word in.”

“That’s my bad. I was getting caught up in my thoughts,” she laughed with you.

“Anyway…” you straightened and interlaced your hands while placing them on top of your desk. “Did you ever stop to think that maybe I’m asking you because I wanted to have a friend there for a second opinion?”

She went wide eyed.

“A friend?”

“Yes, Claire. I see you as a friend,” you laughed. “I mean I don’t mean to come off as unprofessional, it’s just that I don’t really have many girlfriends, or friends at all, and after that night that you helped me, I just considered you one. I hope that isn’t weird-”

“No! No, not at all! In all honesty,” she chuckled under her breath as she moved a piece of blonde hair behind her ear. “I don’t have many myself. I mean I have my sister and few semi-friends, but no one that I’m really close with.” She paused looking up and seeing you smile. “I would be happy to consider you one of my close friends. I feel like we know each other pretty well considering we are with each other 8-10 hours of the 5 days we work together.”

“You’re not wrong,” you laughed.

“Ok, so as your friend, I would love to help you with your fashion crisis. Just to be clear though, you don’t need that much help,” she giggled.

“I think I will since I’m so indecisive about these kind of things,” you looked back at the email Pepper sent you when you asked about the dress code and if there was a theme of sorts. “So, Pepper Stark told me that it was a black tie event, and the theme for the evening is Fairytale. They wanted the kids that were coming to have a night to get dressed up and have a kid friendly theme too.”

“That sounds perfect and so fun!” Claire clapped. “Do you have anything in mind for the kind of dress you were thinking?”

“I think so, but I’m not sure how fairytale it is.”

“What’s it look like?”

“It’s vintage actually. I got it from a mentor of mine,” Yours from a while back actually. “I’m going to have to tailor it a little to make it a touch more modern, but I would love to have your input on whether or not it reaches the theme’s expectations.”

“Sure thing! Do you want me to come by Thursday to look or-”

“Actually, since we don’t have much to do for the rest of the day, we can head out early and go shopping to get a better idea if you want. Then afterward we can swing by my house and you can see the dress I have in mind. If I do end up using it, I need to make the modifications soon.”

“I’m up for it! Josh has a late shift at the fire station tonight, and won’t be home ‘till later, so I’m free almost all evening,” she gleamed.

“Perfect! I’ll finish up this last case study and we can head out.”

“I’ll finish up your schedule for tomorrow, and I’ll be ready when you are,” she said smiling, standing, and walking to the door.

“Claire?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you. Truly. This means a lot to me.”

“Me too Rose. It’s nice to have a girlfriend again,” she smiled softly before nodding and heading back to her desk.

__

“Why do all dresses look the same now and days? I mean all the prom dresses are like bedazzled and have the same damn sweetheart neckline.”

“I noticed that. It looks cheesy,” you responded to Claire as she took off her jacket and plopped on your couch in exhaustion from walking across NYC all evening.

“It’s basic. No one wants basic,” she huffed.

“It’s fine. I think I’ll just hop on Pinterest and look over some more designer dresses to get an idea. I’ll be right back with the dress.” you said after taking off your coat and heading to the stairs. “Feel free to help yourself to anything in the kitchen,” you shouted from the top of the stairs.

“Thanks!”

Moments later you came back down with an old dress you had from decades back wrapped in a cover to help keep it clean and fresh.

“Is that it?” she asked sitting up.

“Yep. Here you can look at it if you want. I’m going to grab my laptop and start getting ideas,” you placed it by her and went to the kitchen.

You heard her unzip it, and then a loud gasp came from the living room. You ran back in with the laptop in your arms thinking the gasp meant something was wrong.

“What? Is it ruined? Torn? Faded? What’s wrong?” you said looking over at her dropped jaw.

“No, i-it’s-it’s- I-how?- It-”

“Claire, words,” you said coming closer.

“It’s perfect,” she breathed out.

“Goodness Claire. You had me thinking it was ruined!” you laughed coming to sit in the single chair and opening your computer to start searching.

“No, it just- wow.” She stayed in awe for a few more seconds as you typed away. “Ok, seriously. How do you always manage to have an outfit for every occasion. And I don’t just mean ‘an outfit’ it’s always THE outfit.”

“I like fashion and also like bringing some of the more vintage looks to today's styles. I just use what I’ve bought over the years and mix and match.”

“But this. Where did you get this? This isn’t a mix and match outfit.”

Truth was, it was a dress your father gave it to you after your mom passed away way back when. She used to mess around and design things here and there when she wasn’t working as a teacher. It as something you always admired about her. She had so many different passions and talents, and she was amazing at them all. You were surprised how well it held after all these years, but when you don’t wear it, and it stays in a closed, thick cover, it’s hard to ruin it. You never had a valid reason to wear it until now. This was a special time so you thought you would bring a piece of your mother and father along with you for the ride. Of course, you couldn't tell Claire that though. She thought you were an orphan, so saying your mother made it would be suspicious.

“Uh, like I said at the office. An old mentor of mine gave it to me.”

“She just gave it to you?”

“She was in her 60’-70’s and had the dress from when she was younger. She saw me as a daughter, and before she passed she gave it to me for a different gala. I ended up not going, so I haven’t worn it yet,” you lied. “I did however think about using it, so added a few pieces of my own to it back then.”

It’s true. You thought about wearing it once, and started adding trims, threading, ruffles, and different styles of your own, but you never really finished it.

“So this is what? 40-50’s years old?” she said pulling it out a little.

“Sure,” you shrugged knowing it was a lot older than that. “Ok, so come over here and tell me what you think about adjusting it to be this kind of top.”

She jumped up from her spot and ran to look over your shoulder.

“I mean it’s nice, but I think there’s something better out there.”

“Ok, what about this?”

“No, wouldn’t work with the shape it is now. You would have to find some extra fabric.”

“Ok, this?”

“Too modern. You need to keep that vintage flare. Wait! I have something that is modern, but classy at the same time! Here, let me see.” She took the laptop and started typing furiously to find what she was thinking. “Perfect,” she grinned as she handed it back to you. “All you need to do is bunch it up at the waist line, and then flare it right here. I think that dress can do it,” she said crossing her arms as she stood looking between the dress and the screen.

“And you said you wouldn’t be able to help,” you smirked as you pulled up measurements and plans for the tailoring.

“Ok, ok. So I took a lot of home ec. classes in high school and may have minored in fashion marketing in college,” she shrugged, walking back over to the dress. “I can help you with the tailoring if you want.”

“That would be great. Thanks again Claire.”

You guys spent the rest of the night drawing and making measurements on the dress to see if what you were wanting to do would work. Sure enough, if everything worked out, you would have the Gala dress you wanted.

Claire got a text from her husband saying he would be home soon, and she started gathering her things.

“Thanks for letting me in on this. I had a blast, and can’t wait to put the finishing touches on it with you,” she smiled wrapping her coat around her.

“No, thank you Claire. I would probably be sitting in my room or office the next two day trying to come up with an excuse to not go and end up making a fool of myself if it wasn’t for you pushing me out of my comfort zone.” She laughed knowing it was true. “That’s why I have one more favor to ask you.” you grinned crossing your arms, and sending her a look.

“What’s that?” she said raising an eyebrow.

“I asked Pepper if I was allowed to bring a friend for emotional support. She just got back to me, and she said she understands how it can be intimidating to be around such rich stingy people, who think money is everything, and then you add the Avengers to the mix. She told me she would add plus two to my name.”

“Are you saying-?”

“I’m asking if you and Josh would like to attend the Gala with me on Friday,” you smiled seeing her face trying to process the news. She stood frozen for a second, and after almost a minute you began to get nervous. “Uh, Claire. You’re scaring me here,” you said waving a hand in her face.

“I-I-I-”

“Claire are you ok-”

“OH MY GOSH YES! I can’t believe I get to go to a freaking BALL!” she screamed jumping up and down.

“Ha ha ha! I’m glad your excited- oh!” you gasped as she grasped you in her arms and hugged tight. “Very excited I see.”

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” she said squeezing you tighter with each thanks.

“Can’t. Breath,” you gasped.

“Oh! Sorry!” she said letting go and jumping back. “Oh my goodness! I need to talk to Josh about it, but I’m not taking no for an answer. So you’ll either see me with my fiance, or just me.” she winked.

“I’m glad. It’ll be nice to have someone familiar by my side throughout the night.”

“Glad I can be that person for you,” she smiled genuinely, and then her phone rang. “That would be him. I should probably go.” she sighed. “Thank you again Rose. This really is… This is something. Oh! I need to find a dress!”

“Let me know if you have any trouble, and I’ll try to lend a hand,” you laughed as she opened the door and you followed.

“Ok, sounds good! See you tomorrow!” she all but giggled as she ran to her car in a jumpy and excited mood.

You watched as she rolled out and you closed your door. You walked over to the dress, and gave it a look over since it had been so long since you had seen it.

“You really knew what you were doing mom,” you smiled fondly at the creation, and gently ran your fingers down the fabric. “Sad that you never got to wear it,” you said thinking back to her memory. “I miss you both. I promise to fix this all,” you said as a single tear went down your cheek. You quickly wiped it off, and zipped up the bag. “Ok, none of that. This is a happy thing,” you breathed out hanging the dress in the hallway closet, and giving it one last look before walking up the stairs to your room.

“No backing out Y/N. No backing out,” you said getting anxious for it all.

Chapter 16

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