#one time i said to one of my friends “oh i jusr got told by a hairdresser i look like maisie williams”

[phoneybeatlemania]

I don't like going on anon with moots but:

you have a complicated relationship with your sister lol (don't ask me why this is the first thing I thought of)

when it comes to document applications, you are a Pages evangelist

people tell you you look like Maisie Williams a lot IRL

YES to all of these ^^^ (sort of) with exception to the Maisie Williams once because I haven’t been told that much since I got a fringe [but still get told it a little lol :)]

tell me a fact(s) you’ve learned about me since following me

[sanktagenyas]

ok so i finally watched those last three episodes. i said buckle up it’s time to suffer and by the saints did i ever suffer. i just knew the darklina scenes were gonna be rough to watch. it was already rough reading the scenes as they were written in book one. i mean the darkling just shines with his intelligence in that chapter, doesn’t he? threaten the man she loves? well the other man she loves? check! tell her she betrayed you when the reality is you’ve been telling half truths all along and didn’t trust her to make her choices? check! 

buddy this isn’t how you apologize. in the show itself it’s pretty much the same back and forth that leads nowhere. you lied to me! you ran off because my mother told you i’m not who i say i am without giving me a chance to explain! you’ve been lying or bending the truth since we met! YOU TURNED YOUR BACK ON YOUR COUNTRY!

by that point i was just like chill the fuck out man you’re about to decimate many many countrymen and you know it. i loved that the stop they made was all about him getting revenge on the man who attempted on alina’s life, that was very unhinged of him and i was HERE for that shit but everyone else in that port? every other woman and child and man on that port? not all of them played a hand and he just went ahead and had them slaughtered without batting an eye. and it’s not like he has some kind of safeguard for grishas does he? how does he know there’s no grisha wherever he’s expanding the fold? some could be in hiding because they fled, because they didn’t want to serve the king. oh well he doesn’t really care about those people does he? we all saw how he spoke about those deserters to arken.

also he could NOT handle alina’s harsh truths about how his own actions are harming grisha close to him even though he claims that every choice he’s made was to protect them and empower them. when she brought up genya i was like yes you better look down you motherfucker! you did this to her, you delivered to her abuser over and over. 

we saw his backstory, some of it and he acted out of grief and rage. he toyed with magic he did not understand and of course he didn’t intend this but his reaction to the fold once it was all said and done was definitely foreshadowing what he was to become. i created something he said defiantly. you created something you don’t have control over. and now he’s done it again somehow, he’s got brand new creatures following him at the end.

i actually felt for young aleksander for losing the woman he loved but the arrogance and the recklessness he showed there is still the same arrogance he has now. he thinks he has thought his plan through but that’s just working off the assumption that no one opposes him ever otherwise he went ahead and put a target on grisha’s backs. he definitely put a target on alina’s back although i know that was never the plan. the fact that when he has a perfectly good remedy to the fold, a chance to actually fix his mistakes once and for all he turns its back and decides to make it ten times worse, chooses ruling via fear over hope is jusr a sign of how far he’s gone. and he didn’t waver once not even when alina was pleading with him that he could have made her his equal, that they could have stayed together and made ravka safe together if only he gave her a choice, he was still manipulative and lied to her face.

at this point i just don’t think his love for her outweighs his belief that he knows what’s best for ravka, what’s the best way to protect grisha. because he doesn’t care about anyone who isn’t grisha at all. he was persecuted like so many others. he won a war for a king centuries and that king turned on him. i’m sure he’s looking at the current one knowing that once grisha have exhausted their uses that king will turn on him too. the fold is just a different kind of war and if he wins that one for the king the darkling already knows what the outcome will be. 

so to summarize this whole darkling commentary here i understand where he is coming from, i understand the fear and the rage and the desperation. it’s not working out for him though. he’s feared but he’s alone. for every ivan there’s a zoya. for every man who’s blindly loyal to him there’ll be someone rising up to oppose him eventually. and if it’s not his own people it’ll be non grisha folks. he has the second army working for him still, but he is alone. and that’s no one’s fault but his own because alina was willing to work with him. 

speaking of alina i loved every second of her rising up to oppose him telling him she never needed him. she may have fallen in love with him but she never actually needed him to be powerful, she only needed to free herself of the restraints she’d put on her powers out of fear. i also thought that the way she freed herself of his control made more sense than it did in the books. 

i have hope for darklina still despite all that’s happened despite how positively full of rage ans resentment she is because she still loves him, she still listened when he pleaded with her that they needed each other if they wanted to deal with the fold. of course there’s the slight issue of him lying directly and manipulating her to do his bidding and of course the fact that he took her power from her. the only thing that was her and he perverted it for his own gain. i think it just might take more than a year for her to forgive him i’m afraid. i don’t necessarily see a path to redemption right now but reconciliation? alina can be merciful, she can be forgiving. i think all it would really take is just one selfless act, one show of good faith. if he keeps pursuing her and mal and keep trying to rob her of her agency however i don’t see them ever having any kind of closure.

i don’t think i need to expand much more on my thoughts on malina. i’m not feeling what the show wants me to feel. i’m not seeing them as these soulmates that belong together. to me they’d be better of as best friends. the darkling didn’t make her strong he tried to steal her strength for his own use but mal doesn’t make her strong either, she relies too much on him. mal actually was pretty damn resourceful when left on his own. i unfortunately couldn’t say the same for alina. co-dependant love is not better than toxic love and darklina’s toxicity (most of it) comes from the lies and from the darkling repeatedly choosing for alina. he’s not brave enough to just tell her what he intends to do and let her decide whether to align herself with him so he lies and he deceives instead. not much he can do to undo it now but he could help actually destroy the fold if he wanted to. i don’t know if he’ll ever come around to it though.

the darkling visiting mal with the sole purpose to rub it in his face that alina and he are immortal and so eventually mal will die and then he could just swoop in was just peak comedy. the way he delivered that line too you’d think he was talking to an insect not another human being. it was brilliant. mal echoing that same line but ending it with “the past will do it for me” was pretty good, nice quip i’ll give mal that but also terribly ironic when you see the ending.

team crows remains the highlight for me. kaz and inej and their unspoken love for each other is just killing me. i can tell there are personal traumas there that i don’t know about (gotta read those damn books and quick) what with kaz not being able to help tend to her wounds and the fact that there were moments were i could see there was maybe a kiss about to happen or an embrace (at the end when kaz let alina go free and made a deal not to rat her out) and it just didn’t happen. there’s a story there about kaz and his distaste for being touched/touching others. jesper is just here to look pretty, shoot shit and be the most charming person in any crowd. i’m in love. also someone give him his goat back for the love of god.

nina and mathias were entertaining for sure. with all that banter and all these jabs i should have really seen them falling for one another coming. i felt like it was perhaps a bit rushed but i guess there’s nothing like almost freezing to death together to make you reconsider your views. you know the whole saving of lives thing can really bond you. the waffle date was adorable. was not expecting nina to just brand herself a traitor for him and she’s damn lucky fyedor came on that mission because i’m pretty sure ivan wouldn’t even have offered to keep her name out of the report. she and mathias ended their story both heartbroken and separated. i really hate that he thinks this was all intentional. really hope she’ll join the crows on their next con job. and i also cannot wait to see the look on heleen’s face when kaz buys inej’s freedom.

i was not at all expecting zoya to turn against the darkling. that’s what happens when you turned down one of your fuck buddies, aleksander they get bitter and then they leave you to be eaten alive by volcras. ok but in all seriousness she did the right thing and i hope she finds her family even if they’re not alive so she can say her goodbyes. 

oh and completely unrelated but since i talked about heights of comedy before i really need more sassy! darkling in my life. he is everything. that quip about his speech. the way he said adorable like he was gagging on the word. him just letting david be his dorkiest self and raise his hand before speaking, that little put upon sigh. i love sassy! darkling almost as much as jealous and petty darkling which is saying a lot. just more of that. it humanizes him, i’m tired of villains who are forever stoic and stone face. 

i think i about covered everyone and everything that happened in those remaining episodes. all in all shadow and bone is an amazing adaptation, really faithful to the first book. they made some changes to the characters which in turn changed some dynamics (alina actually admitted she wanted to be with the darkling. out loud. to his face. book!alina would never and book!darkling would never cry in front of her.) but it made for surprising viewing. it also made me become even more attached to some characters (the darkling let’s be real) which made me care more which is why i was livid when they started making a lot of terrible no good choices.

i was just really blown away by this show and the way the grishaverse was brought to life and above all major props to the actors who all just seemed to be born to play their respective roles. 

[tvdiaries-imagines]

Old Flame: Pt. 8

Warnings: Some cursing

Word Count: 2230

OLD FLAME MASTERLIST: CLICK HERE

Fury surged through you as you barged into Klaus’s room. He had a sketchbook and pencil in his hand, laid over the mattress with his shoes kicked off. 

“Ugh! I’m so angry at him, Nik!” You shouted, briskly taking a gulp from your blood filled wine glass in hand before continuing, “Where’s your daggers so I can dagger him!” 

Klaus let out a chuckle, eyes and pencil never leaving his sketchbook. “You know very well a vampire can’t dagger an original without dying.” 

“Dammit, I forgot!” You paced in front of him near the foot of the bed. “I’m just so, so...mad!” The wine glass violently shattered in your hand. 

“Easy, sweetheart.” Klaus set his sketchbook and pencil down on the bedside table before sauntering towards you. “Don’t go hurting yourself.” He held your chin in between his fingers as you looked downcast.

“Sorry, I’ll clean that up later. I’m just so upset, Nik. Not only at Elijah, but at Kai too.” Your eyes traveled up to meet Klaus’s. “He’s never hurt me like that before.”

“I offered to tear him to pieces.” He sighed dramatically, shrugging his shoulders. “But here you are defending the lad yet again.” 

“I know. Just forget it, Nik. I’ll worry about dealing with him later. My emotions are jusr all over the place right now.” Your hands clenched at your sides, which Klaus noticed right away while he was making his way back to his spot on the mattress.  

“Here my love. Come sit.” He patted his hand over the vacant spot beside him and you obliged, kicking off your shoes. “So you never told me, what have you been up to in Mystic Falls all this time? So far I’ve learned that you live with the Salvatores. Interesting, might I add.” 

“I haven’t been sleeping with Damon if that’s what you’re trying to ask me, Nik.” 

“And after all this time apart, you still know me so well.” The hybrid smirked, leaning against the headboard with his arms crossed over his chest confidently. 

“Of course.” You said. 

“So how did you meet that pathetic half breed, Malachai?” Klaus asked lightheartedly. 

Your expression hardened, not wanting to get into detail. “It’s a long story, Nik.”

“Then it’s a good thing that I happen to have the time, sweetheart.” 

You let out a long sigh. “Okay so you know how the other side was collapsing?” Klaus nodded in response and you continued, “Well Bonnie was there and Damon ended up there. But the rest of us thought they were gone for good. Somehow, some witchy shit happened and they ended up in some place called a prison world that was made for Kai. Then later they all escaped and blah blah blah.” 

“I see.” Klaus paused. “And what type of atrocities could that half breed have done for a prison world to be made for him?”

It amused you that Klaus would refer to Kai as a ‘half breed’ when he himself is one. “Let’s see,” you started, “he murdered his family. A few survived though.” The way the words came out of your mouth was far too casual for Klaus’s liking. 

His eyes grew wide. He shifted so that he was sitting on the side of the mattress, feet planted on the floor and back facing you. “Has he killed others?” He asked. 

“Yeah, a cab driver and people at Alaric’s wedding. Why?” You implied simply, crossing one ankle over the other.

His jaw clenched. “Are you mad?!” 

“Excuse me?” Your head snapped at his direction, brows furrowed. 

“You are not allowed to be around the likes of him anymore.” Klaus said in a threatening tone that caused your entire mood to shift. 

“Nik what the hell is your problem? Where is this coming from?” You set your feet to the floor and faced Klaus from across the mattress. He turned to look you dead in your eye, fists clenched at his sides as he stood. 

“Pardon me. What is your problem?!” He shouted, nostrils flared. “You allowed a bloody serial killer to become your friend!”

You scoffed. “Oh don’t even start with me. Have you met you?!”

Klaus’s lips drew back in a snarl, lowering his tone as he briefly glanced away. “That is different.” 

Although you’re still upset with Kai, you couldn’t help but come to his defense. “How? Yes, Kai killed his family but so did you. You killed your own father and your mother and you daggered your siblings! You’ve gone on murder sprees for how long? A thousand years! Kai hasn’t even been alive a century. So please. Enlighten me, Nik. Tell me how is this different?” You raised your chin and placed your hands at your hips, more than ready to hear Klaus’s response. 

Clenching his jaw, he held a lengthy pause before replying. “Fine. But that doesn’t change my decision.” He pointed a finger at you from across the mattress. “You will cut all ties from him.” 

“Well it’s a good thing I don’t take orders from you.” You marched around the bed heading straight to the door, unable to be in Klaus’s presence. 

Forcefully opening the door, you stepped out of the bedroom but was instantaneously blocked by Klaus’s tall figure in the hallway. He snatched your wrist.

“Nik let go of me!” You glared up at him, attempting to break free of his hold but he has a thousand years on you. 

“No.” His lips drew back in a snarl. “I am not done with you.” 

“If you don’t let go of me I swear I will call Kai and force him to pick me up.” You’re utterly lying because you know that’ll tick off Klaus.

“I dare you.” Klaus challenged, eyes boring into yours with fire. Your eyes widened like a deer in headlights. You didn’t expect Klaus not to back down from your comment. 

“Niklaus, let her go.” Elijah appeared just a few feet behind Klaus, glancing at you. “I have important matters to discuss with you.” 

Klaus hesitantly loosened his grip on your wrist and you rolled your eyes at Elijah, still being upset with him. Klaus was relieved when he saw you storm off to your bedroom instead of running out of the compound. Although he’s irritated that his brother interrupted. 

Far too many Mikaelsons have pissed you off today and all you wanted to do was scream into your pillow. But instead of doing so, you marched through the French doors in your bedroom for some much needed air on your balcony. 

There’s nobody else in this house or even this city that you can confide in about your issues without feeling attacked, so you reached for your phone and dialed Stefan’s number. Damon would definitely pick up if you called, but you weren’t in the mood for his snarky comments. 

Stefan answered after three rings. “Hey Y/N. How’s NOLA?”

You sighed in relief. “Oh Stefan, you don’t even know how great it is to hear your voice.” 

“Is it just me or do you sound distressed?” 

“It’s not just you. I-” Before you could speak any further, you heard another voice in the background whispering at a distance. “Stefan, who’s that?”

“It’s...it’s Damon.” 

“Hi Damon?”

“Damon says hi and he’s asking if Klaus killed Kai yet.” 

“What? No!” You paused in thought before adding, “I mean, there’s been a few close calls. But surprisingly, Klaus hasn’t. Anyways, I don’t want to talk about either of them. How are you and Damon doing?”

“We’re fine, I guess. By the way, when are you flying back home? Alone, specifically.” 

“Well, I actually didn’t think about that until you mentioned it. So much has happened while I was here so it’s...complicated.” 

There was a lengthy silence on Stefan’s end. 

“Stefan?” 

“You got back with him, did you?” 

“What do you mean?” You knew what Stefan meant, but you somehow still played dumb. 

“You know exactly what I mean, Y/N. But I gotta go. I have errands to run with Damon. It was nice hearing from you.” 

“Okay bye Stefan.” Right then and there, the call ended. 

You stuffed your phone in your pocket and leaned over the railing, overlooking the mix of sober and drunk tourists strolling through the quarter. You wished you could just jump down there and join them, but Klaus wouldn’t be entirely happy about that. He’d scour the city for you in a rage, assuming you were either kidnapped or you ran off willingly. Either way, he’d be livid. 

You rolled your eyes at the thought of it and turned on your heel, heading inside the bedroom. People watching only gave you fomo.  

All you wanted to do was lay underneath your covers and you did just that. You scrolled through your phone and came across your photo album. What you’re just now noticing is that your most recent picture is one that was taken without your consent. It was a photo of a very awake Kai Parker taking a selfie next to your sleeping form in the plane. 

You groaned in frustration as you threw your phone far away on the mattress. As much as you wanted to laugh at the picture, you just couldn’t. It reminded you too much of your lost friend and you couldn’t escape the thoughts of wondering what he could be up to right now. You had the power to text or call him, but you didn’t have the willpower to. The wound he caused was too fresh. 

You couldn’t tell if that unsettling feeling bellowing in your stomach is from uneasiness or because you haven’t eaten your first meal yet. But the more you thought about it, the hungrier you got and due to your stubborn nature, you didn’t want to leave your safe haven, afraid you’ll bump into Elijah or Klaus.

A sudden knock on your door snapped you out of your worry and you sat up, eyes blazed at the door knob. “Go away.” You spat. Another knock on the wooden door sounded. “I said, go away.” You groaned.

Your upper body planted itself over the mattress and you threw the covers over your head and shut your eyelids. 

A moment later, the creaking of the door knob being turned filled your vampire ears and the door opened leisurely. “Leave me alone, whoever you are.” You muttered. 

After a few seconds of no response, it began to creep you out, so you threw the covers over your lap and sat up. The mystery figure was Klaus carrying a tray of delicacies. “What do you want, Nik?” 

“You must be hungry, my love. I’m aware you have not eaten.” He said with puppy dog eyes, carefully setting the tray over the bedside table. 

It didn’t matter how upset you are because the sensational smell of the food made you realize how incredibly famished you are, so you dug right in and took a generous bite of the monte cristo sandwich. Klaus sat beside you on the side of the mattress, watching you with delight. 

“Just because you’re feeding me doesn’t me I forgive you right away.” You said after swallowing your first bite, continuing with another. 

“And I do not expect you to, sweetheart. But listen to me when I tell you this.” You blinked in response as you continued eating and Klaus found it as his cue to continue. “It does not matter what harm I’ve done to others in the last thousand years, all that matters is that I will never hurt you.”

“I know that.” You snatched the wine glass of blood from the tray and took a deserving sip before setting it back in its place. 

“But I’ve witnessed what harm he did to you in the cemetery.” Your eyes flickered at Klaus gripping onto the edge of the mattress, knuckles whitening. “And if he dares lay a finger on you again, I promise you, I will not hesitate to tear him limb from limb.” 

Klaus gestured to stand and whoosh away, but you grasped his forearm before he could do so. “Wait.” You couldn’t help but flutter your lashes at him. As much as you still care about Kai’s well being, Klaus’s protective nature still managed to warm your heart. God, you hated how easily you could forgive him. Some things just never change. 

“What?” He narrowed his eyes at you, not in the mood to hear any nagging from you. 

“Lay with me?” You asked in a soft tone. 

Klaus’s hardened expression alleviated as he’s completely caught off guard by your response. He glanced from your desperate eyes to your full lips before responding with a smile. “Of course, sweetheart.” He said. 

You scooted over so that Klaus can get underneath the covers without having to walk around the bed. He was already free of his coat and shoes, so accessing the bed was easy. 

Your left ear rested over his chest and your right arm embraced him desperately. He hummed in contentment. You’re unsure why, but you felt like this was all you needed right now. No words exchanged, just two bodies meeting together with ease. 

Klaus’s right hand found its way to your scalp and his fingers combed through your locks. Your eyelids began to feel heavy and you were at war with sleep. But after a moment, sleep won. 

-

A/N: So sorry it took me so long to post! But I hope you enjoyed reading. Let me know your thoughts! (P.S. Old Flame isn’t over yet. I still have other plans for this story. xoxo)

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[aloevendetta]

the senior trip

ok so this is my first stray kids fic, i didn’t rlly edit it but i hope you all enjoy! 💕 this is jock! hyunjin x fem! reader, also a friends to lovers au of sorts :) ft the 00 line

On the last week of school, your best friend Felix came up to you and begged you to go on a road trip with him and his friends

After an entire day of insisting that you were “one of his best friends” and that he would “die without you”, you caved

His best friends were a wildly varying group of seniors at the school, some of which you were friends with, some of which you barely talked to

Hyunjin was the cliche jock

He literally could play ANY sport and be amazing at it,,,

You were slightly envious of him but you wouldn’t let him know that

And then there was Jisung

He wasn’t the most book smart, but when it came to music he was a genius

Nobody really knew since he kept it quiet, and only the chorus kids and his music theory class knew about his hidden talent

Again, you were jealous

Seungmin was that kid who could manage several ap classes like a champ

Also one of your best friends

He was kind of sassy at times but sometimes you just needed good ole Minnie to let you know you were being stupid

Seungmin and Felix openly discussed this road trip all through the school year but you never thought they’d ACTUALLy do it

“Hey y/n, Wanna come on our road trip?”

“Yeah, sure ‘lix.” You’d say, brushing it off as teasing

Until THE LAST WEEK

“Y/n, you’re packed for our trip, right?”

WHAT

HOLD ON

“Did you forget?”

“I-I didn’t think you were serious? I’m not sure if I want to go, I have a lot of plans this summer and I kind of want to relax and-“

Seungmin then plopped down onto a bench at your lunch spot, clapping a hand on your back

“If anyone needs to relax, it’s me, and this trip is the perfect chance. We’re going to a resort!”

how were you supposed to get out of this now ( ಠ ಠ )

“My mom-“

Felix shot you a look

“Y/n, YOURE 18!!! You can go without your mom’s permission”

“Let me think about it.”

The rest of lunch Felix and Seungmin dropped it

After lunch was over, the avalanche of questions started

You were solid in your decision until Felix added you to a group chat

you kept telling yourself the only reason you went was the spam

But Felix and seungmin both knew it was because of your silent pining of hyunjin

Aka the super gorgeous super talented super sporty super nice super smart best friend of your best friend

it was ALL FINE UNTIL

Hyunjin: y/n, you HAVE to come with us :(( it won’t be the same :(((

CRAP

from across the English classroom Felix watched your resolve crumble as you typed

Y/N: ,,,,, when do we leave

Never did you think you’d end up here, though

Jisung’s VW bus had broken down

(EVERYONE knew it was only a matter of time)

So now you sat crammed between jisung and hyunjin in the backseat of Felix’s car

Felix’s tiny car

His little

Puny

Honda Accord

Despite insisting Jisung took up little to no space and that it was far smarter for him to sit in the middle

he insisted that his knee had been bothering him and you should instead

being the little demon jisung is

He was laying with his head against the door and his feet pushing you closer to Hyunjin

U were rlly warm but it definiTELY wasn’t the car, just u :)

U were awkwardly pushed up against the dude you had a crush on all of high school

And you knew the 3 other boys in the car had planned it

When you glanced in the rear view mirror you were met with Seungmin’s grinning at you and a snort from Felix

You didn’t really mind though because Hyunjin was super sweet and didn’t mind you being that close to him at all

Instead, when jisung KICKED you over toward ur crush

And you PROFUSELy apologized

Hyunjin just laughed and said

“It’s okay! I’ve been around him my entire life, I’m not surprised, honestly”

(∗∕ ∕•̥̥̥̥∕ω∕•̥̥̥̥∕)

At some point during the ride you fell asleep and when you woke up on hyunjins shoulder

Saying you panicked would be an understatement

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry I can’t believe I fell asleep on you, oh my gosh Hyunjin you should’ve woken me up and told me to move I’m so sorry”

“Y/n, it’s fine, I promise I didn’t mind.”

Yeah that made you feel somewhat better until you felt the dried up drool on your chin

GREAT

Anyway, you guys had arrived at the resort you were staying at

felix and seungmin weren’t mean enough to make you room with hyunjin (tbh you’d die)

(also that’s too cliche let’s be honest)

though the moment the door shut and you threw your suitcase onto the suitcase stand, felix and seungmin were hounding you

“you slept on him, y/n”

“see we told you that you wouldn’t regret this”

“we’re the best wingmen ever”

“what would you do without us”

it took a sharp glare from you to get them to shut up but they were still snickering

after you unpacked, felix and seungmin shoved you out the door with jisung and hyunjin in tow

it was your job to buy and cook dinner apparently

when you got to the store you put jisung in charge of dessert and hyunjin was in charge of the vegetable

you had the main course

unsurprisingly, jisung came back with box of cake mix and funfetti icing

hyunjin, being the healthy he is due to his sports diet, came back with a microwave veggie bag

you were making one of your favorite dishes, maybe not the healthiest, but that was never a criteria for dinner

when u got back you put the boys to work

and surprise surprise

they protested as u told them to boil water and start making their food items

anyway, after u got them to actually start working (by promising you’d buy them the next game they wanted for felix’s switch), dinner quickly was served

u made a fancy pasta dish that was irresistible >:]

and you’re proud to say there were no leftovers

after you and the boys finished cleaning the kitchen, hyunjin approached you

“y/n, i’m gonna go on a walk to burn off some of the unhealthy stuff in that meal. i cant be looking puffy or gaining weight” he joked

“but if you,, uh, want to join me...?” he asked, smiling sheepishly

hyunjin was talking about BURNING CALORIES while you sat on the couch in pj shorts and an oversized shirt, watching tv and playing on your phone

ヽ༼ ಠ益ಠ ༽ﾉ really wanna make us feel healthy today, huh?

but it was hyunjin, so you got up, shoved your phone in your pocket and slipped into some shoes and went on a walk with him

he walked really fast, to be honest

you were jogging to keep up with him,,, and u were the one who wanted to do less exercise,,,, >:////

hyunjin would look back at you and laugh as your dragged your feet, wanting to take a break

“y/n~ we’re here”

“y-you took me somewhere? damn it, hyunjin, we could’ve taken the car (；¬д¬)”

“but that’s no fun!”

his puppy dog eyes made you sign in defeat before taking in the surroundings

hyunjin had led you to the resort pond reserve, where little ducks would swim during the day

at night, the onlt light pollution was from the city several miles away, and the stars reflected perfectly off of the calm water

“how’d you know about this?” you asked ur ‘workout’ partner

(like u could ever survive a workout with him)

“i saw it coming in and i thought you’d enjoy it. you were too busy sleeping on me but you mentioned stargazing sophomore year.”

ok 1) he thought of u

2) he remembers what you said about sophomore year

3),,, he brought jusr you?

could,,, could ur crush like you?

“i know jisung also likes stuff like this so i invited him but he didn’t want to stop the game he was in,” hyunjin added

and thus, the hope left

he just did it as a friendly thing, hyunjin was always friendly

you sighed and sat down on the grass, not really caring about the mud or grass stains

should,, you tell him?

it could ruin the rest of your trip and cause awkwardness between your friend groups and ruin your friendship with hyunjin

or he could (very unlikely) like you back

in which case,,, what do u do?

hm.... the logical choice was obvious; the first

screw logic though

“ah, hyunjin?”

he glanced over at you, shaking his bangs out of his face, but failing and spluttering to fix it, “yeah?”

“i dont want this to make anything awkward or whatever and i know this is really stupid because you’re you and i’m me and i like you but you’re all sport-y and handsome and girls love you and every one of those girls are prettier than me but i mean i couldn’t help it felix and seungmin tease me all the time and i got sick of holding it in because there was the off chance that maybe you liked me back but now all of this is coming out of my mouth and i realize how stupid i sound”

you cast your gaze down and played with. a strand of grass

“you like me?” hyunjin asked, earning a nod from you

“y/n.... i’ve liked you.... for the longest time, i thought you only saw me as a popular jock like the rest of my team or that you saw me as a brother or something...” his face went from shocked and morphed into a huge smile

you listened to him and your own smile formed before you tackled him into a hug

“oh gosh, i was so worried this would go badly. what will we tell the others? they’ll never let us out again” you laughed softly

hyunjin stood up, helping you up as well

“we don’t have to tell the others, they’re not stupid. for now, you’re here with me”

you scoffed at that. “ohmygosh, you’re so cliché-”

hyunjin cut you off with a kiss, and you didn’t really realize it before he pulled back

“was that ok? i didn’t mean to overstep any boundaries, i just, i dont know i just thought that maybe-”

you cut him off with a quick kiss on the cheek before grabbing his hand

“we gotta get back to the boys before they think we died” you smiled brightly

“i suppose youre right. what would we do without the mom friend?” he teased, letting go of your hand and wrapping his arm around you as you both walked home

[puckinghell]

Before He Cheats | Jamie Benn Drabble

I was listening to this song and wanted to write something so here’s a little unedited drabble!

--

“You know this is like, really illegal, right?”

Jamie is walking a few steps behind you, a frown etched deep into his face. He looks like he kinda wants to physically restrain you, but is worried about the consequences.

Good. If he tries, you might have to kick him in the nuts, best friend or not.

“Yep,” you sing song, quickening your pace. You hear Jamie’s footsteps speed up behind you.

The parking lot is dark. It’s past midnight so there’s not a lot of cars there, but the darkness makes it hard to find the car you’re looking for.

“It’s a black pick up truck,” you tell Jamie, even though the chances of him being of any genuine help are slim to none. “Why must it be a black pick up? Does the entirety of Texas have a black pick up?”

“This is such a stupid idea,” Jamie says disapprovingly, and he’s using his captain voice.

He only ever uses his captain voice when he’s speaking to misbehaving rookies, a misbehaving Tyler, or, well, a misbehaving you, apparently. It’s a voice laced with stern disappointment, fatherly but criticizing.

You turn around, so suddenly Jamie nearly slams into you. He jumps back and stumbles, his hands finding your hips to steady himself.

Normally, his touch would throw you off. Normally, it would remind you of how in love you are with him and how wrong it is of you to be in a relationship with someone else.

Tonight, though, you barely notice. Besides, you’re not in a relationship anymore.

At least, you don’t think so.

“When you find out your boyfriend has been sleeping with some bleached-blonde tramp behind your back, you can give me another speech about stupid ideas. Until then, let me make my own dumb decisions.”

Jamie’s eyes soften a bit and he holds up his hands in surrender.

“Fine,” he grumbles.

It’s not like he can really say anything; when you told him about your boyfriend’s - ex boyfriend’s? - affair, he got so angry he nearly punched a hole in his kitchen wall.

“You deserve so much better than that punk,” he’d yelled, “I told you he wasn’t good enough for you, I said so!”

He had said so, but the thing is, Jamie never thought anyone was good enough for you, so you stopped paying attention to his opinion a long time ago.

Turns out this time he was right.

“So,” he says now, looking around the empty car park. “Do you know his license plate?”

A small smile tugs at the corner of your lips as you shake your head, then point to the black truck just to your right.

“No, but only an idiot would have a bumper sticker like that.”

Everything’s bigger in Texas the sticker reads, and Jamie snickers.

“Except his brain,” he mumbles.

You take your key out of your purse and glance at your best friend.

He looks uncomfortable, standing with his hands shoved in the pockets of his jeans, hiding his chin in his hoodie.

“You don’t have to be here, Jam,” you tell him softly. “This isn’t your battle.”

He raises an eyebrow, looks almost offended. “All your battles are my battles,” he says stubbornly.

“But there’s a lot more on the line for you. If I get caught, a police officer will tell me off and I have to pay some damages. If you get caught, the entirety of Dallas will know by tomorrow morning.”

You can already see the headlines: Dallas Stars’ captain arrested for property damage.

It won’t even matter that he’s just standing there. The fact that he didn’t stop you would be all they needed. He might even lose his position as captain.

“You gotta go, Jamie,” you tell him, more sternly now. You might be in the mood to ruin your own life but you don’t wanna ruin his in the process.

Jamie crosses his arms now; there’s determination in his eyes, the kind that you usually only see on the ice.

“You’re my best friend,” he says. “If you’re going to jail, I’m going to jail with you.”

You’ve known Jamie for a long time. Long enough to know that if he says he’s staying, there’s no army that could remove him.

And so you curl your fingers around your keys, think about your cheating boyfriend making out with some trampy blonde inside a dingy bar, and dig the key into the black paint.

The noise sounds like a scream in the quiet air of the night, and it feels exhilarating to do something like this; hurting his car will hurt your boyfriend more than anything else ever could and it brings you a warped sense of peace, knowing that.

You’re hurting. It’s only fair that he’s hurting too.

“Tires,” says Jamie, snapping you out of your trance, and when you look confused he points down to the floor. “Don’t slash all four, if it’s only one he can’t make an insurance claim against it.”

“You evil genius,” you whisper, and pull the valve out, snapping it in two and dropping it on the floor.

You guess he’s inside right now, looking at his drunk mistress and thinking he’s gonna get lucky. Boy, will his night turn around when he gets to his car.

“Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats,” you say to no one in particular, admiring your work.

But the next time he cheats, it won’t be on you. That, you’ve just made sure off.

“Okay, time to go.” Jamie’s hands are heavy on your shoulders as he stands behind you. “We don’t wanna get caught red handed.”

You let him lead you away from the scene of the crime, and it’s not until you’re safely in his car that the adrenaline wears off and you realize what you’ve done.

“Oh God,” you whisper. “I’ve committed a crime. I’m gonna have a criminal record. Jamie, I could go to jail.” The last part comes out as a whimper and suddenly you’re crying, tears hot against your cheeks.

You’ve buried your face in your hands but you feel the car pull over and the engine shuts off, and then Jamie’s arms are around you and he’s pulling you into his chest.

“You’re not going to jail,” he says softly, comforting. “And if you are, I’ll be with you.”

But then you’re thinking about how you’ve ruined Jamie’s life; Jamie, who’s so intrinsically good with his heart of gold who only ever wanted to be a good friend, and you’re jusr crying harder.

“Shh,” Jamie hums. “It’s okay. You’re okay. And you’re gonna be okay without him.”

It’s an awkward position, and the gear is pressing into your side, but with Jamie’s warmth surrounding you and the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath you, you start to calm down, slowly but surely.

“You told me it was a bad idea,” you sniff. “Why do I never listen to you?”

“Hmm, most people don’t,” Jamie chuckles. “Tyler, for example, hasn’t listened to me even once in his life. I guess I like ‘em a little stubborn.”

“Well, if you know anyone who likes ‘em a complete mess and really dumb, give them my number.”

You push yourself off his chest and wipe at your eyes, expecting Jamie to joke along with you and start the car back up.

But he doesn’t. It’s eerily quiet, for a while, and when you look up his eyes meet yours and they’re filled with somber clouds.

“You’re not a mess.” Finally, he speaks, and his voice is a little more forceful than is probably absolutely necessary. “You just had bad luck with guys who turned out to be assholes. You’ll find someone who treats you right. I could...”

He cuts himself off so suddenly it’s almost like he forgot how to speak, then, he swallows visibly and turns towards the road.

“One day,” he mumbles, and you’re not really sure if he’s talking to you or to himself.

“One day,” you echo, and you allow yourself to hope that he means one day it will be you and him.

[skiasurveys]

Talk about...

1: Talk about the first time you watched your favorite movie. - I cant remember that well since I was a little kid.. ( The lion king), um but I remember being so into it and I loved animals and it kind of started me wanting to draw. But i cant remember the first time i watched it. 

2: Talk about your first kiss.  We were really awkward, I liked him..but not enough, and so we went driving around, got starbucks, and then found this bench and we were talking/flirting, and then he just kissed me. But it was nasty asf, it was so gross. his spit was all over me, blehh. I hated it. I remember being like if this is kissing i do not want it. It wasnt tell i kissed another person that i was like Oh thats what its supposed to be like..

3: Talk about the person you've had the most intense romantic feelings for. He is my current boyfriend. We met on Okcupid in 2015 right after i had finished high school. It was like September. its funny because i wasnt rly serious on that site but then I started to talk to him and we hit it off really well.. we dated for  a week then broke up LMAOOO. But then in April 2016 we started to talk again and in May we dated. so its been a year so far, and i am really in love with him. He and I click very well, he’s  7 years older than me. we play video games together but sometimes i watch him play by himself cus its fun that way too. He likes anime tho and i hate it lol. hes very funny and he can be super sweet and romantic and sometimes hes jusr a fkn nerd. idk what else to say before i start going on forever about it.

4: Talk about the thing you regret most so far.  Meeting the dude who assaulted me. we were just friends and i had a bad feeling about him but i shoved it off. and then he attacked and assaulted me. I wish i went with that gut feeling. Thank god hes gone.

5: Talk about the best birthday you've had.  My best birthday was either my 18th or 19th. My 20th was boring. But my 18th I got a wii U and i got drunk too, and i had fun. but yeah, like idk the best prob was when i was a child and had lotsa friends and cake.

6: Talk about the worst birthday you've had.  My 16th because my dad was dying.

7: Talk about your biggest insecurity.  My biggest insecurity is my body shape.weight. I just hate it because I feel fucking ugly and fat and I really am not, but idk i just want to be skinny and tiny.

8: Talk about the thing you are most proud of. I am proud that i graduated and got my license, since I was struggling to graduate which was like 2 years ago but i was going through a lot.

9: Talk about little things on your body that you like the most. I like my eyes, and I do like that i have small hands and feet. ( its easy to find shoes). But I also like my legs and that I have a bigger butt. 

10: Talk about the biggest fight you've ever had.  theres been a few. But i think with my ex friend who just said she hated me and it was random asf, but she ghosted on me after and so it wasnt really a fight. another one i had was when i started to date my current BF and he wasnt being the best and I was like maybe i should drop him so i tried too and then we fought and then we actually were adults and explained the situation and we sorted it all out. since then we have been so good. like we know how eachother works. Lol fuck.

11: Talk about the best dream you've ever had. I cant think of one.

12: Talk about the worst dream you've ever had. i had a nightmare where this creepy ass creature was crawling up my walls and turned its head all around and had lifeless eyes and creepy sharp jagged teeth, and it was just terrifying. but then my mom killed it.. wtf

13: Talk about the first time you had sex/how you imagine your first time. The first time i had sex I was super nervous. ( It was with my current bf), and we tried and then i started to cry because I was nervous and also from my trauma, and then he was like okay thats fine. Then later that night he asked if we wanted to try again so I said sure. and so we started to make out and then before i knew it was actually inside me and I was like wtf that wasnt bad, and it felt really good. It wasnt overly romantic like they make in movies but it was super good and he was slow and good with me. ever since then i crave dick every minute LMAOOO.

14: Talk about a vacation.  I went to disneyland with my mom the year i was graduating high school. It was so much fun, I felt so safe and happy . I cant really explain what i felt just felt like everything was gonna be OK and the rides were just so awesome and the food was great lol

15: Talk about the time you were most content in life.  It was when I was starting to date Connor again and we were hanging out and I was like wow, my life is going perfect right now and I felt so happy.

16: Talk about the best party you've ever been to. I never go to parties but the one i went to was at my boyfriends friends house and I just started to drink rum n coke and it was really good and made lots of friends but there wasnt that many people there but i felt really happy.

17: Talk about someone you want to be friends with.  I cant think of anyone lol

18: Talk about something that happened in elementary school.   i got bullied alot for stupid shit.

19: Talk about something that happened in middle school.  I was in foods class and I was with my friend Jenna, Brittney, Shae and Julia. There was orientation for the kids from elementary that night, and so we asked if we could stay extra and make the cookies and so we were allowed. Then Julia and Shae left to use the washroom. Jenna and I had finished up and were heading to our other class, and as we walked in there was a alarm for a lock down and we were like holy shit. There was somekid with a knife walking around. they calmed him down, but it was really creepy. But our friend brittney was by herself in the foods room and she was crying and i felt so bad omg rip brittney

20: Talk about something that happened in high school.  I had math class one afternoon and the class before me apparently this girl had a seizure. But i didnt know, so when we walked in the classroom I was like wtf why are the desks all pushed around and so i thought they did some activity, but it turns out this girl had a seizure, and my friend told me about it and how it was super traumatizing our teacher even got bit. it was really weird..

21: Talk about a time you had to turn someone down.  He is my friend still but he really liked me and he asked me out and I had to tell him No and i said that i wasnt looking for a relationship but it was super awkward but hes cool.

22: Talk about your worst fear.  choking.

23: Talk about a time someone turned you down. I really liked this one guy and we went on a first date and then he asked if  i wanted to chill the next week and so i said sure. But then that day he had texted me and said he was busy and that i couldnt come over and so I was like Oh ok, cool. and then he told me to make sure i wasnt looking for anything serious, and then so i never saw him again after the first date. But he was really boring so thank god i didn’t. and its funny cus a few months after he had some gf and i think he is still with her cus i would see them at the mall all the time. but yeah im glad it didnt work out!

24: Talk about something someone told you that meant a lot. One night ( this is cheesy ) It was like 4 am and Connor was watching TV and I was scrolling through tumblr lookin at funny memes/posts and he just turned and looked at me and said “Jen, youre my best friend” and it just made my night. It was super sweet and i felt great. 

25: Talk about an ex-best friend.  ho ho ho okay, so we were friends since grade 9 summer/beg of grade 10. we were close asf, we liked the same shit, we thought the same. she was great. she was the first best friend i ever had rly. so a couple times through out our friendship she would kind of vanisha nd not talk but it was her depression and it was annoying asf. anyways.. after grade 12 grad  (this is like oct 2015), i tried to message her but it wouldnt let me! so i soon realized she blocked me on everything. i texted her thanks for that and then feb 2016 we became friends again, then may 2016 she ghosted on me but she finally sent message saying how she hated me etc and really too this day it hurts but i still dont know what actually fucking happened.

26: Talk about things you do when you're sick.  if im really sick  i just sleep and watch youtube videos. or ill have a bath.

27: Talk about your favorite part of someone else's body.  i really love my boyfriends arms. theyre so big and strong. mmmm.

28: Talk about your fetishes.  i dont rly have a fetish tbh.

29: Talk about what turns you on.  i like when my bf dominates me, but not too hardcore. I like neck kissing, facial hair, deep voices, motivation. I like being tackled like play fighting and i like when he touches my thighs etc. mm

30: Talk about what turns you off.  being an asshole, racist/sexiest, if youre super smelly. if youre really tall and skinny.

31: Talk about what you think death is like.  i dont know. its probably weird asf.

32: Talk about a place you remember from your childhood.  i remember this place called Moonwalkers and it was this crazyass jungle gym we had and it was the best shit ever.

33: Talk about what you do when you are sad.  i draw, listen to music, have a bath..etc

34: Talk about the worst physical pain you've endured. getting hit by a car.

35: Talk about things you wish you could stop doing.  i wish i would stop comparing myself to every fucking person i see.

36: Talk about your guilty pleasures.  some anime. 

37: Talk about someone you thought you were in love with. i thought i loved wade, but i really was just liking the idea of someone. this was in high school. lol it was really weird and i didnt like it.

38: Talk about songs that remind you of certain people. it depeds on the song and the person. pink floyd reminds me ofmy ex friend. Anime/kpop songs remind me of Kyra and super lovely songs and omam remind me of connor

39: Talk about things you wish you'd known earlier.  not everyone you lose is a loss.

40: Talk about the end of something in your life. the end of high school and teenage years was really weird. i remember feeling so out of place and not sure what t do with myself.

[candy-corps]

Whoa you’re kinda Cute

Harrison belongs to dark-blue-mondays

“Well thank you!” Harrison said, always pleased to receive a compliment.  “I don’t believe we’ve met.  Harrison Drake-Scott,” he says, extending his hand with a smile.  

“I read about you” she remembered. “I’m Belle Kent and so pleased to meet you” she added, taking his hand - and extending a wing to cover his side. She met so many versions of Megamind, greetng Harrison was like seeing an old friend.

“The pleasure is mine, Bella,” Harrison replies warmly.  “If you don’t mind me asking, do you know another bat named Bruce?  I haven’t met many of your kind, but he assists my husband with his heroic work.”

“Oh, it’s my little brother” Belle replied cheerful. “Assisting” she repeated. This was just adorable. “Interesting. I’ll have to meet your … husband, too, then. I’ve seen posters, but not the real one jusr yet” she remembered. He looked real nice in that white suit …

“I thought I spotted a certain resemblance.  And he is always talking about taking care of his family,” Harrison replied with a gentle nod of his head.  He’d heard that pause before husband, but wasn’t sure what to make of it.  Still he continued on.  

“Are you on your way somewhere?  I would be happy to walk with you.  It’s such a nice spring day after all that rain of the last few weeks.”  He makes a face at the thought of all the wet cold.  Today the sun was shining and warm, the perfect day for a stroll.  

Oh, actually … “I was just following the smell of candy stores” she laughed. “The next one’s over … um … there. You … you know my family’s running a factory? I’m checking the competition. Try samples… I’m having a good time.” Obviously. And hey, someone to keep her company? Great!

“Well,” Harrison said, clapping his hands together with a wide grin.  “I never turn down candy.  I say we go spy on the competition.  I’m perfectly willing to lend my experience with corporate espionage in exchange for sweets.”  He makes a wide gesture with one hand, indicating that she should lead the way.  

A partner in crime she found then, huh. Belle giggled, fanned her wing out and stepped forward to lead the way, pulling Harrison with her. He was so thin and fragile looking, but she thought to know better.

“Then off we go. The weather is real nice, if a bit sunny.” A thing that, given she was a bat too, was not quite optimal. Her contacts saved her from most of the brightness, but she’d have to have a coffee soon.

Harrison let himself be pulled along, trying to subtly study the musculature and skin of her wing without staring.  “Yes, I did wonder about that,” he replied, breaking his concentration with something new to pique his curiosity.  “Bats on earth are nocturnal, but both you and Bruce don’t seem to have much problem moving about in the daylight.  Then again every time I’ve seen Bruce, he seems to be hyped up on even more sugar than I could eat.”

Belle found this amusing for no apparent reason, but replied eventually. “Means his mate’s taking care of him. Or friends. I use contacts myself” she admit, indicating at her eyes. It were colored lenses, but in her case the part of the pupil - usually blank - was covered for the most part as well, not letting too much light hit her eye. It was hard to see clear colors and gave her a little tunnel vision, but it proved to be safer when she was out. She had her echolocation to get around with, so it wasn’t al that bad.

“Otherwise I’d fall asleep on your shoulder right now. Though I can see fates worse than that” she laughed.

Harrison nodded along.  He hadn’t thought of that but it was a brilliant way to get around light-based nocturnal bio-rhythms.  “His mate?  You mean Zagem.  How does Zagem help or hinder Bruce’s nocturnal tendencies?” Harrison inquired, fully engaging his natural blue curiosity, especially when it came to learning about another alien species.  

Belle shook her head, not meaning it that way. “You say Bruce eats sugar but … he doesn’t have something when he’s all on his own. He’s well thanks to … this Zagam, I bet.” She grinned. She had a feeling she’d like this one.

“You sure it’s just sugar?” she had to ask for her own curiosity.

“Wait, what?” Harrison asked, cocking his head.  “Is he not well when he’s not with Zagam?”  He is totally lost right now.  “I just mean he always has pockets full of candy that he’s trying to give us….”

“Gotham Candy” Belle figured, her expression soft. “He’s eating that?” she wondered, honestly doubting.  

“Well,” Harrison drawled as he tried to think carefully about each of his meetings with Bruce.  “I don’t know if he ever eats the candy in his pockets but we went out to dinner and all he wanted to eat was fruit and pie.  All sugars.”

“Don’t tell him I told you but … All sugars isn’t good. He should eat his veggies.” She grinned, then stopped, her nose telling they were there. Sure enough, a few feet ahead to their right sid, another candy store was to be found. Huginn had his problems in there since it was so crowded, but this time Belle had slimmer backup.

“I told him that, Wayne told him that, even Zagem told him that.  But he doesn’t listen to use.  I think Zagem got him to eat one or two veggies, but not much more,” Harrison elaborated with a theatrical wave of his hand.  However since they arrived at their destination, he was content to let the matter drop.  

“So is there a plan here?” he asked, turning to his companion.  “Any particular products you’d like to try?”

“Oh yes.” Belle nodded. “We pick all candy I know Bruce can do better - then convince him to move Gotham Candy from Gotham to … well, Metro City” she explained, “And then … I don’t know yet.” Belle smiled, approaching the store’s door now that they were settled.

Harrison hadn’t been aware that Bruce made the candy, he thought it was just something he bought.  Though that did make sense, what with Belle wanting to scope the competition.  

“Okay here is the plan.  I say we go in and pick our personal favorites, then ask for a recommendations,” the bue man advised.  “You can tell a lot about a place by trying what they are most proud of.  Then we’ll take our spoils back to the park and sample them all.  While taking copious notes of course.  For business.”  He finished laying out his plan, then flashed her an excited smile.

Ohh… That was working. Belle looked still at Harrison as she pushed the doors handle down and nodded at him excitedly. They’d do it like that. As she opened the door, all scents hit her at once - chocolate, hard candy, caramel, vanilla, fruit and syrup… Nothing she wasn’t used to.

“Good afternoon~” she greeted the employee who wasn’t just in sight yet. She held the door open for Harrison to enter. When her voice wouldn’t lead them here, so would the bell that was announcing their visit.

Harrison took a deep breath of the sweet scents of the candy shop and his eyes take in all the delightful confections.  As he approached the front counter, he sees a selection of fudge and his mouth begins to water.  The girl behind the counter is staring at them a bit slack-jawed, but Harrison is used to that by now.  For most humans, he is the first alien they’ve ever seen up close, even here in diverse Metro City.  He long got used to being gawked at.  Coming into the shop with a bat alien by his side probably doesn’t help.  Without hesitation, he approaches the counter.  

“Hello, this is my first time in your fine establishment and I’d like a half pound of each of your flavors of fudge, a bag of saltwater taffy, a pair of chocolate covered strawberries and oooh two of those marshmallow cups.  And feel free to give me two of any of your personal favorites-” he drawled, looking at the name tag on her shirt, “-Marissa.  I would think someone who spends all her days among sweet treats must have a discerning palate.  I only want the best my dear, and money is no object.”  In a flash he’s waving around a black AmEx and giving her his most dazzling grin.

“Don’t scare the poor thing” Bruce warned chuckling. She stopped for a moment to witness the scene, but moved on the to the shelves in the back thenn. She was interested in arrangement and appearance as well and from what she could see, they did pretty good.

Harrison was also taking in the scenery, trying his best to assess the marketing and display of the candy.  He didn’t know much about retail sales, having always preferred to invent the object and let someone else figure out how to sell it, but he did enjoy the colorful accents and the massive wall of what appeared to be jelly beans.  

It didn’t take long for Marissa to pack up Harrison’s choices as well as a few of her own.  “Is there anything you want my dear?” he asks Belle.

Being spoken to made her turn and accidentally expose all things she took. She was going by smell, really, and then took whatever she found especially pleasing to the eye. Wrapping was important, too.

Looking down to the pile, she let out a chuckle. It must have been just in time for someone to make her stop. “I’ll be good with that.” Belle approached with the intent to pay for herself, if not also for Harrison’s share.

Before she can pay, he waves off her money and insists on swiping his luxury credit card first.  They bought so much that it actually takes the clerk a while to bag, and soon she is handing Harrison several cute little paper bags with the store logo, each nearly filled to the brim.  

“Now,” Harrison says, turning to Bella with a dramatic finger point skyward despite his arms being laden with bags.  “To the tasting!”

That made her laugh. He always put so much effort into all he set his mind on. Belle pocketed her wallet for now. She’d make sure to repay him in some form, though.

Least she could do was to open the door. “Have a very nice day” she said to Marissa before her attention turned back to Harrison again.

Harrison follows her out the door, and to a nearby bench on the street.  He sets the bags down and motions for her to sit next to him.  “Where should we start?  Fruity?  Chocolates?” he asks.  “You’re the expert here.”

Harrison asking for her opinion was really kind of sweet. Belle thought he should assume he was the better business man.

“A candy is just as good as it’s easy to give away. That’s why the wrapping’s important. I’d like to make sure each one looks like a present” she started. “But … Sure, taste is important as well.”

She took seat next to him; the sweets they got in between. Really both of them should taste all to judge a little better. Sure the main target were humans, but aliens deserved good candy, too… “Fruity?” she suggested, kinda in the mood for that.