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Silent Night - Bucky Barnes

THIS IS A DARK FIC. IF YOU’RE UNDER 18, PLEASE DNI.

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Author: Dina

Word Count: roughly 15k

Pairing: Dark!Bucky Barnes x innocent(?)!female reader

Warnings: dark!bucky, dark!fic, 18+, loss of virginity, dubcon, noncon (to be safe), smut, age gap (18 and 36), pwp, unprotected sex, male masturbation, abuse of power, anal sex, somnophilia, anal play, toys, drugging, forced oral, spitting, slapping, slight bondage... a whole lot of things.

Summary: Bucky has always put his best friend’s daughter first. She’s like the niece he never had. He’s recently become more and more infatuated with her, and when he sees a window of opportunity, he decides to act upon it.

A/N: Well damn, here it is! This is a long one 😇 Some of you have read this before, but now it has been rewritten and finished ♡

For Kaley, Sab, Gracie and Nahema. I wouldn’t have finished this without you ♡

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Dear diary.

This is the story of how I really lost my virginity. I know that no one is going to see this, but I figured writing about it would make it seem better. Easier.

It’s something I’ve been reluctant to share with anybody until now. A lot of things have happened since I wrote to you last. You’ve heard about this man before.

He’s been my father’s best friend for years. Since they were boys. Best man at my parent’s wedding, there in the waiting room the day I was born, present at every birthday party since then. Giving me presents, treating me with so much love.

Uncle Bucky, as he’d come to be named in our family, had watched me grow up and I was his princess. The niece he never had. He showered me with everything a little girl could wish for. We had secrets. It was just something that was shared between the two of us.

But once I turned eighteen, something changed in Bucky. His fondness of me turned into an obsession. I felt it like a pendulum changing its magnetic attraction point. Every time he was over at our house, he would become distracted.

I’ve known all along what made him distracted. It was something I reveled in. But he knew he couldn’t do anything while my dad was around. So, he came up with a plan to get me alone.

Friday, 3:21pm

Going away with Bucky for the weekend as a graduation present seemed like everything she had hoped for. She would finally be free from her parents, even if it was only a weekend. She made her way around her room cheerily, throwing some random pieces of clothing along with her bathing suit, a towel and some toiletries into her bag, feeling her stomach jump slightly.

When Bucky had given her a weekend getaway to his lake house as a graduation present last week, she had been overjoyed. Finally, she had the chance to feel a little bit alive, since her parents hadn’t let her celebrate graduation with her classmates.

A gift from your favorite uncle! Had been scrawled into the card in Bucky's messy handwriting. She just knew he’d been standing at the florists, greasy hands stuffed in his pockets, nervously buying 18 red roses for her. Bucky had always made sure she had everything. He was her dad's coolest friend, and he would spoil her as much as he could.

It hadn't taken a lot of persuasion from her side to let her parents agree to hang out with Bucky for a weekend. He'd babysat her before when she was younger, but it was different now that she’d turned 18. The rules they had set were minimum, but they were there. No drinking, no nothing they wouldn’t do. A little more loose than usual, but she appreciated it, nonetheless.

Her parents, Steve and Peggy, had grown uptight over the last few years, and everything was about keeping her safe and keeping boys away from her. There was always an excuse as to why she couldn’t go to a party or why she couldn’t go on a date with Peter, the guy she had been studying with at school.

Peter was a good kid; she knew that much. He never tried anything with her, and always held back when she would flirt with him during their study sessions at the library. Even that one time she’d tried to hold his hand, he’d shrugged her off and excused himself for the day.

She never figured out why he didn’t want her affection, but she found out soon after, when she saw him kiss his best friend just after the graduation ceremony. It’d hurt – a lot – but she figured it was for the better. A day didn’t even pass before she was laughing at her obliviousness.

This year, when she’d finally turned 18, she’d hoped that everything would settle down with her parents and they’d loosen the restraints on her, but she was wrong. Apparently now, there was even more reason for keeping her home and away from boys. She figured they were afraid of her getting knocked up or something along the lines of that.

The only man she’d see on a regular basis out of school was Uncle Bucky. He and her father would always be working on their motorcycles in front of the garage, and she would watch them from her window on the first floor. She’d found her window to be a great place to keep an eye on them – on him.

She knew that Bucky worked out a lot and put a lot of effort into looking good on a daily basis, but there was just something captivating about him when his hands were covered in grease, strands of his hair falling from the half bun at the back of his head, the sweat glistening on his skin in the sun. He was attractive. And very much so.

If he was only ten years younger and not her father’s best friend, she would’ve been more than interested in him. Well, she was interested… But she knew that her father wouldn’t ever allow something like it, let alone… No. It just wasn’t happening.

Detaching herself from her train off thoughts and zipping up her weekend bag, she heard a car honk from the driveway. She made her way over to the window and a smile spread across her face as she saw Bucky’s sleek, black convertible pull up. She hurried over to her bag, making sure she had everything before nearly jumping down the stairs to get out of the house.

“Bye dad! Bye mom!” she yelled just as she pushed open the door, making her way to Bucky who was now leaning against the hood of his car. When he noticed her approaching, he pushed his body off the hood and opened his arms for her, letting her run into his warm embrace with a giggle. A muttered hi was shared between the two of them before he pulled away, walking around the hood to open the car door for her.

Giving her bag to Bucky before he shut the passenger door made her stomach flutter slightly. She hears the trunk opening and closing, and when he slides into the driver’s seat beside her and pulls out of the driveway, he's already telling jokes and making her laugh.

It was gonna be a fun weekend, she expected that much. She had great plans.

Friday, 4:02pm

Arriving at his lake house had her eyes widening. It was like a whole new house. There had been added an extension to the main house since she was here last summer, and the front porch had been painted white. Bucky parked the car, and she threw open the door of the car, getting out in one fluid motion.

"Wow! This is amazing Bucky!" she smiled at him as they both ventured up the stairs to his front porch. Bucky unlocked the door and they both stepped into the house. She’s taken aback once again.

"This is so much neater than the last time I was here!"

The whole place has been fully renovated, and there's newer, modern furniture complimenting the freshly painted walls. She admires the giant painting on the furthest wall and remembers the unfinished canvas that had been sitting untouched in one of her parent’s rooms last year.

“He finished it.” She smiled and stepped closer to it, admiring the thick, colorful paint strokes upon the black background. She heard Bucky’s footsteps behind her, trailing back through his house.

"Check out the view." She hears Bucky's voice from somewhere in the kitchen. She places her bag on one of the chairs in the living room, walking over to the glass sliding doors that lead out to the back garden, and she bursts out into a smile.

The lake you once had to walk through trees to get to, is now visible from where she’s standing. The belt of trees has been cut down, and the trunks has been dug up. She could see further than ever. She could even see the water supply tower that showed where the city began. If she squinted, she could see her parents’ backyard.

"This is incredible! I wish we lived here," she sighed and turned to find Bucky standing in the doorway. If she’d known of the way Bucky’s heart had thumped in his chest at her revelation, her smile would fall immediately. She internally begged to whomever, that Bucky hadn’t noticed her say we. Instead, he spoke up about something else.

"You still have to see the new amenities." A smile tugged on Bucky's lips.

"What amenities?" He knew she’d love what he’d installed for her, and only her. She’d talked about it for weeks on end the past five summers, and during the winter he’d finally found the time and materials to fulfill her dreams.

"The pool." his eyes glinted with something near mischief. Her eyes widened along with her smile.

"You have a pool? That's amazing!" Just the reaction he’d hoped for. He loved it when she lit up like fairy lights, her eyes filling with glee. It made his heartbeat faster in his chest.

"Did you bring your suit?" she didn't know if she heard it right, but it seemed that his voice had dropped an octave. She nodded as she grabbed her bikini out of her bag, making her way to the newly renovated bathroom to change.

Bucky watched her as she with a giggle made her way through his house, her arms wrapped around her form to shield her nakedness from the older man, who subtly tried to not look at her. “You’re not joining me?” her innocent voice filled his ears and he shut his eyes tightly before turning just a bit away from her.

“No, I’ve got some things to do. Maybe later.” His eyes quickly came up as he heard the sliding door open, watching her ass as she made her way from the patio door to the point where she descended the built-in stairs into the newly built pool.

He felt his cock twitch in his pants, the sight of her in her skimpy purple bikini was making the blood flow to his cock at an undeniable speed. He watched as her shoulders shuddered before she dived under water, her perky ass just caressing the surface from below.

He clenched his jaw before turning on his heel, the image of her half naked body burned into his retina. He needed to get it out of his system, and he needed to do it fast. He knew that there was no way he would ever forget what he had just seen, but either way he had to do something about the situation in his pants.

Making his way into the bathroom nearest the pool, he quickly unbuckled his pants and shoved both them and his underwear down to his thighs. His cock sprung free, slapping against his stomach, hard and proud and he spat into his hand before gripping it tightly, letting out a strangled groan.

"Fuck yes, god you're such a fucking tease..." his head rolled back as he moved his hand, keeping a tight grip around the shaft, imagining her lithe body taking his cock, all of his cock. “Bet you know what you’re doing to me. Bet you know how I feel about you.” His last words were followed by a groan.

The veins pulsated beneath his fingers as he let his head fall forward and he opened his eyes, watching as he fucked into his hand. He saw her body before him, drenched in the cool water of the pool, goosebumps rising on her skin, and he let out another strangled groan, god, he was so close.

It was unlike any time he’d ever jerked off to the vision of her. It was intensified – by powers he didn’t know where from. Maybe it was from her being close. So close he could reach out and claim her as his – just like he’d always wanted to.

He felt the well-known tightening in this scrotum, this time so powerful they drove tears to his eyes. God – he wanted her so badly it hurt. Yet, he had to restrain himself for the time being, he thought, as the movements of his hand picking up speed and he sucked in a breath just as he felt the surge of euphoria overcome him, and-

"Oh my god, Bucky I'm so sorry!"

Friday, 4:43pm

The air that hits her when she emerges from the water is cold. She’s shivering as she throws her arms around herself, making her way up the stairs and inside the house.

She has no idea where Bucky went, so light on her toes, arms trying to warm her torso, she makes her way to the nearest bathroom to take a warm shower. Her teeth are clattering, her frame littered with goosebumps as she trod lightly through the slightly warmer house.

She stops on one foot when she hears a sound, a sound that resembles a moan an awful lot. It can’t be. She approaches the half-open door cautiously, thinking her next move over at least a thousand times before she finally gives in and pushes the door open wider, making her halt completely.

There, in all his glory is Bucky, touching himself for whomever may have walked in to see. That whomever being her. She lets out a shriek before turning her back to him. “Oh my god, Bucky I’m so sorry!” She squeezes her eyes shut tightly, the embarrassment warming up her body quickly as she hears a rustling of clothes behind her.

She silently prays that he isn’t mad at her for walking in on such an intimate moment for him. It lit something inside of her, though, seeing him all hot and bothered for her. Everything that she’s ever imagined about him was definitely an understatement. She hears his footsteps behind her and soon after the heat radiating off his chest against her back, before he speaks up.

“Don’t worry about it,” His voice is so deep she can barely recognize it. “The bathroom is all yours.”

She locks eyes with him as he walks past her, his pupils blown wide like she’s never seen them before. She wraps her arms tighter around herself, trying to cover up from his prying eyes. She nods her head slightly before turning on her heel, walking into the bathroom.

She makes sure the door is locked behind her before she strips herself of her bikini, making sure to hang them to dry on the small, heated towel rack, before finding a towel under the sink where he usually keeps them.

The shower she takes is as long as it usually would take, only now her thoughts are occupied with flashes of Bucky touching himself. Why was he touching himself? Her mind wanders to who the reason could be. She knew he’d had a girlfriend named Natasha once – she was beautiful and had lips like the fullest, reddest cherry – she looked like every man’s wet dream.

She also knew from photos that he’d had a long-time girlfriend in high school through college named Dot – brunette and curvy and with the prettiest facial features she’d ever laid her eyes upon – all the women she had known Bucky to date were so beautiful, he could only think of either them or some hot porn stars he’d probably seen online.

But why now while she was here? Her eyes rolled back as she let out a whimper, her fingers gliding between her smooth, velvet lips, the vision of his hand gliding along the smooth skin of his cock letting her imagination run wild.

Her eyes went wide when she realized what she was doing, and she quickly retracted her fingers from where she now felt a certain warmth spread. She let out a deep sigh as she rested her head against the wall of the shower, the warm water still cascading down her back, heating her freezing limbs.

She finished her shower reluctantly before drying herself off, groaning inwardly as she realized she’d forgotten to bring clean panties and even clean clothes with her to the bathroom in the furry of awkward seconds between her and Bucky. She went over the possibilities she had in her head before searching the bathroom, letting out a small yes! when she found one of Bucky’s clean shirts in one of the small cabinets.

Thinking he didn’t mind, she slipped it over her head and vowed to herself to apologize to him when she saw him next. The shirt felt way too comfortable than it should have, and it instantly warmed her torso, before she pulled it down as far as it would go, just below the apex of her thighs.

She let out a sigh before unlocking the door, listening for a few second to hear where Bucky was located in the house. She heard the washing machine click open and she closed her eyes with another sigh, leaving the safe perimeters where she wouldn’t face embarrassment.

Tiptoeing through the hallway, she made her way into the living room to locate her bag. It felt so wrong to walk around Bucky’s house sin panties. She hears steel clashing in the laundry room, startling her. She lets out a small huff of air before pulling out a pair of lace panties from her bag, before sliding them on under the long shirt.

She’s shuffling through her bag when she’s once again startled by Bucky, this time by his voice.

“You’re wearing my shirt.” She whips around quickly with a small yelp, lace bra and t-shirt in hand. Her eyes widen as she realizes what she’s holding, quickly swinging her hands behind her back to hide the garments. He sees them, though, and it relights his fire even more vigorously than before.

“Shit, Bucky.” She lets out a breath she didn’t know she was holding as she relaxed under his intense stare. “I’m sorry, I’d forgotten to bring clean clothes with me to the bathroom. I’ll go change right now.” she turns back to her bag to find a pair of pants, laying the garments already in her hand on the couch.

She tenses when she feels a body behind her; a set of hands sliding up her hips, thumbs tracing the outline of her panties over the fabric of her-Bucky’s shirt. She knows his eyes are watching her like a vulture, taking in her legs extending from where his shirt stops, surely imagining what’s hidden underneath. Her breaths come out shaky and she gulps down the lump that has formed in her throat before her eyes flutter closed.

His nose finds its way into her hair, inhaling deeply before exhaling again, his fingers now venturing under the shirt she’s wearing. She feels some kind of warmth spreading where his fingertips graze her skin, just over the fabric of her panties resting on her hip. It’s like his fingers are fire and her hips are timbers – only waiting to be alighted.

“You know…” his voice is still low, just as it was when she encountered him in the bathroom. “I’ve been having a hard time ignoring the looks you’ve sent me.” His fingers slide smoothly from her hip to the middle of her abdomen, slowly tracing small, imaginary circles on her stomach. She shudders under his touch as it brings warmth into her core, and she’s biting her lip to keep a whimper from escaping them.

Bucky was right. She couldn’t deny that she was attracted to him. Who wouldn’t be? He was handsome, funny and so undeniably nice. She wasn’t sure that the attraction she’d felt towards Bucky for the past few years was reciprocated. She was definitely sure now, that his fingertips we’re playing with the hem of her panties.

“Bucky…” Her eyes flutter open as her hand clasps over his, halting his movements from traveling further south. She turns in his arms, facing him, finally taking in his lust blown eyes, his parted lips and the light blush adorning his cheeks. He looks angelic. Young. It makes her heart leap in her chest.

“Tell me you don’t feel it. Tell me this isn’t just something I’m imagining.” His half-lidded eyes search hers in an attempt to ground himself. His right arm comes around her middle to pull her closer, her hands coming up to lay against his chest. She feels the arousal radiating off him. Warmth, and a little further south, hardness.

“Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll stop.” His face nears hers, and she feels her heart hammering in her chest. Her breath hitches in her throat when she feels his lips caress hers gently. Just a small graze of soft skin against soft skin, his stubble tickling her chin and his hand tightening its hold on her shirt.

It’s cliché to say that she feels fireworks as his lips grazes hers – maybe from the fact that she’s closer to any man other than her father for the first time, or that she’s just been kissed for the first time. The whole thing is making her head spin, and in that moment, she knows what she has to do.

“We can’t. Not yet,” She breathes out, letting her eyes flutter shut. She feels his warm breath fanning over her lips, the arm around her waist going slack and a deep sigh emitting from Bucky’s throat. He was just about to pull away from her when she grips his shirt in her hands.

“I’m sorry Bucky. I just… You’re my dad’s best friend. I could never look him in the eyes again if we…” she trails off, the embarrassment overcoming her. She looks up at him, eyes glossy from the whirlwind of feelings clashing inside of her. “I’ve never… He’s so strict. I’m sorry if I led you on in any way. I’m not used to male attention.”

Bucky lets out a heartless laugh, taking a step back and brushing her hands off him as if their encounter had never happened. His actions confuse her. He surely must have seen the emotional turmoil she just went through?

“You want burger for dinner? I bought this sauce that’s great with the minced beef.” He turns on his heel and leaves the room without saying anything else. Her brows furrows at his behavior. What the fuck just happened? He leaves her dumbfounded in the living room, her confused eyes following his back until he disappears behind a wall.

In the kitchen, Bucky has pulled out everything he needed to make dinner. His jaw tightens as he goes over her refusal yet again. She’s never what? was his first thought. Then all the pieces clicked when she’d said the next sentence. I’m not used to male attention.

Of course, he knew that she had never been with a guy, let alone a man. Her father told him more than enough, and it made a sinister smile spread along his face, as another branch in his plans takes form.

He will get what he wants.

Friday, 6:32pm

She had expected dinner to be an awkward affair. For her it certainly was – but it seemed like nothing had happened just a few hours before on Bucky’s account. He appeared completely unfazed by his previous actions, and it made her shudder, sitting across from him, picking at her burger. She hears his cutlery hit the plate and her eyes shoot up, seeing the empty plate where his burger had been resting less than five minutes prior.

“So, I’m thinking we have some things to talk about.” His voice startles her, since they had eaten in almost complete silence, the only sound during dinner was the cutlery and chewing.

“What things?” she felt nervous as the words left her mouth, letting her gaze fall back to the burger on her plate. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to know. She’d been cooped up in his study since their encounter in the living room, not ready to face him until she had to.

“Firstly, what happened in the bathroom.” Her eyes shot up, his eyes looking directly into hers. Her mouth falls open, before closing again. She feels the blush creeping up into her cheeks. “I find it only fair that you’ve seen me masturbate, and I you, seeing that you did touch yourself in the shower.”

Her eyes widen impossibly more, a lump forming in her throat as she took in his words. “You… You watched me?” She blinked before her eyes sought to her burger yet again, the embarrassment becoming too much. How he had noticed her, was a mystery. Surely, she’d heard him leave, but she hadn’t heard him return. Maybe she was caught up in her thoughts… But she was quiet. Wasn’t she? Was there something he wasn’t-

“I heard you through the door, darling. You’re very loud. You know that, right?” She lets out a shaky breath before standing from her seat, backing a few steps from the table, into the living room. She watches as Bucky rises from his seat as well, following her as she tried to make the space bigger between the two of them.

Bucky looks at her longingly. He had to admit she looked breathtaking, even though she was scared and angry. There was a slight twinkle in her eye though, one of which could be a hope to escape whatever he had in store for her. It dawned on Bucky, that she probably had no idea what he had planned to do to her, and he smirked when her eyes darted around, not being able to focus on anything.

“What is you want from me, Bucky?” Her voice was shaking when she finally spoke. He shook his head with a slight laugh. She must have known by now. He basically told her everything in the living room. Confessed his feelings for her. Admitting without words.

“Oh baby… You’re still so innocent.” Her back hit the wall of his living room, her breath hitching in her throat. He came impossibly closer, caging her up against the wall. “Come on now… We tried this the easy way. Give into me.”

His hand tangled in her hair before he buried his nose in it, inhaling the sweet scent of her shampoo. With a hand tightly fisting her hair, the other found its way under her shirt. She let out a sob as she felt the cup give into Bucky’s pull, the soft flesh of her breast spilling out of the cup.

“Bucky please…” She tried to reason, trying to turn away from his grasp. She felt his hand leave her hair to hold her throat as the hand under her shirt it made its way down her torso, popping the button of her pants.

She froze as his fingers slid into her panties, her eyes widening in surprise. It surprised her that the hold on her neck had the effect on her it did – it scared her as well.

“What are you- no!” she cried out as she felt one of his fingers burying itself into her entrance. Another digit joined the first shortly after, making her gasp. Bucky had her trapped, and he enjoyed it. His hand left her throat and found her cheek, stroking a fallen tear away lovingly while he pushed his fingers deeper into her, his thumb grazing her clit roughly.

“I’ll make you feel good. I promise, baby.” His fingers picked up the pace as she felt a coil tighten in her stomach. She tried to fight the pleasure that was forced upon her, the tears falling from her eyes freely by now. She felt the coil snap, and with a cry she came around Bucky’s fingers reluctantly. Her cunt clenching around his fingers felt like heaven, and at that moment, he was sure this was what heaven felt like.

“Such a good girl. You like that, huh baby?” His breath fanned over her face, the air coming off as cold on her drying cheeks. She shook her head with a sob, sucking in a breath through her nose, even though she desperately wanted to agree.

She felt Bucky retract his fingers from her panties, bringing them to his lips before sucking them into his mouth. Watching his fingers covered in her slick disappearing between his lips made her heart hammer impossibly harder in her chest.

“So goddamn sweet. Like honey, darling. You’re just hiding this sweet pussy, huh?” His filthy words take her aback, and her mouth falls open in shock. She doesn’t know what to say. Baffled, she barely feels when he lifts her by the thighs, carrying her into his bedroom, where he throws her on the bed. As her back collides with his soft covers, she’s finally pulled out of the trance.

“Bucky…” her voice is quivering as his hands tug her pants down her legs, goosebumps rising as she feels his stubble against her thighs, her calves, her feet. His lips trace their way up the inside of her legs, her eyes widening again as she realizes what he’s doing now.

“Bucky, please, don’t!” she whimpers, but to no avail. Bucky buries his nose into her mound, inhaling her scent, just as the words leave her mouth. She whimpers when she realized it feels good, even though it shouldn’t.

“Such a lovely girl… Such a lovely pussy…” His words unsettle her, making her stomach twist. She tries to push at his head with her hands, whining as she feels his teeth nip at her clit. He can feel her panicking underneath him, and it makes him smile.

She feels the fabric tighten against her skin before she hears it tear, and shortly after his mouth latches onto her clit. She silently sobs out, arms and legs thrashing about. His hands push up her legs, at the same time collecting her hands in his, tightening his hold on her. She feels the ability to move becoming harder, and she sobs again out as his tongue flicks her clit harshly.

“Stay still, darling… Or this will get worse.” Her eyes widen as she takes in his words. Worse? What could be worse than this? She was unable to kick him, unable to slap him. She was unable to push him away, unable to stop him from invading her body.

In her haze, she barely registers her climax building before it hits her, making her cry out as ecstasy takes over her body. The muscles in her legs tighten around him, her whole body shaking from the earth-shattering orgasm unlike anything she’s ever felt before. Her mind is in a haze so deep, she could barely tell right from wrong anymore.

Having Bucky in between her legs felt so right, like the two of them fit together as puzzle pieces. At the same time, she knew it was wrong – so wrong. She felt herself thrash around from her oversensitivity; her mind completely detached from her body. Her gaze fell to where Bucky was placed between her legs, and she let out a moan at how sinful he appeared, his pupils blown wide, and a wide grin plastered on his face.

She shivered at the feral look in his eyes as he peppered kisses up her stomach, pushing up her shirt and pulling down her bra, sucking one of her nipples into his mouth. She let out a wanton moan, for a short moment forgetting the situation. His lip around her perked nipples is making her pussy gush with want. She watches as he pulls his shirt over his head, baring his muscular torso to her prying eyes.

“Gonna make you feel so good, baby.” He breathes out against her skin, goosebumps rising on her skin where his breath had hit. “You’re not gonna want any other man than me when I’m done with you.” She feels his hands working in between her legs, her senses kicking in when she realizes his hands are working on unbuttoning his pants.

Tears start streaming down her face again, her head thrashing around, whimpers leaving her mouth as fear takes over her body for real. Her hands come to rest against his shoulders, trying to push him away. “Bucky, please…” she whimpers, trying to restrain him from taking her most sacred possession from her, but to no avail.

With one swift thrust he pushes inside of her. She shuts her eyes tightly, the pain unimaginable. There’s a soaring pain in between her legs, with Bucky’s cock stretching her ever so painfully. She realizes he’s stopped moving, letting her body adjust to him as her walls pulsed around his throbbing member. Whimpers are leaving her mouth, short puffs of breaths landing against the skin of his pectoral muscle.

Bucky smirks triumphantly down at her. Knowing he had been her first stirred something inside him. A sob escaped her as she started to cry audibly, his hands sliding down her sides to grasp her hips in his hands. He locks her legs around his waist, driving himself deeper into her, his thrusts hard and pace increasing. He watches her face through half-lidded eyes, soft groans falling from his lips.

Her walls were milking him, her body begging for him to come. He buries his face into the crook of her shoulder as his thrusts picks up the pace further, uncontrollable and with no rhythm at all. He’s thrusting into her most sensitive spot, earning a few moans from her lips before she’s coming undone around him, her body trembling as her walls convulsed around Bucky’s cock, tears streaming down her cheeks. She feels Bucky burying himself deeply inside her before he’s coming right after her with a load groan.

His hair is tickling her nose – she can smell his scent – pine, fresh air, Bucky. It suddenly felt alright. A sense of calm washes over her, the sense of familiarity making her relax slightly. As she feels him shift on top of her, her mind goes back into freeze mode, her eyes widening as he lifts his torso off hers. The two of them were still connected.

Bucky found her scent intoxicating, and he knew she weren’t done yet. He wasn’t done yet. Her expression turned into fear, unlike anything Bucky had seen before. “Baby, don’t look at me like that…” His voice was sulky, as if he didn’t deserve to attend to her fear.

“We’re nowhere near done yet.”

Fear surged through her body as the words fell from his lips. She didn’t want this. Not again. She wanted to cry and scream for him to stop. She had spilled so many tears already, and her screaming had left her throat dry and hoarse.

“Please Bucky…” Her body was tired, and she was emotionally drained. He shifted on top of her, his hands grasping her ankles and flipping her over before lifting her hips, bringing her to her hands and knees. He got on his knees behind her, just as she pushed her face into the bedsheets, letting out a sob as his hands brushed their way up the skin of her back.

“God you’re so delicate. Like a petal of the most exquisite rose.” She felt his breath on her butt cheeks. She let out a sob, realizing how close he actually was to her most private area. She felt his teeth bite into her left cheek and heard him let out a hum of appreciation.

“So good for me, huh baby?” The sob she let out just seconds before had escalated into full on crying – only lacking tears since she was so tired. She’s begging him to let her go, to stop for now, but she knew he wouldn’t listen. She felt his hands grab at her waist roughly, positioning himself and plunging back inside of her used cunt.

It didn’t even sound like she was screaming. Maybe all it was, was a weak screech and she quickly gave up, letting him have his way with her overly sensitive body. She was still wet – her come and his mixing together inside of her. Bucky used it as makeshift lube, sliding into her easily. Her hands turned into fists as she realized his hold on her hips would make it impossible for her to wiggle away from him.

A soft yelp left her lips as the newfound position made his thrusts seem impossibly deeper. She could hear Bucky hum behind her, compliment her as he took her, letting her know how pleased he was to finally have her. She tried to cancel out the sound of their bodies meeting – wet and slick sounds of his cock plunging its way deeply inside of her, and she gasped as she felt him get rougher again.

He slammed into her, groaning for her to follow him, to come with him, making her cry out. Bucky hit her cervix repeatedly, painfully, again and again until she came a fourth time, her body pulling and clenching around him, begging him to let go, and he came yet again with a loud groan.

He stroked her back lovingly as he almost collapsed against her back, her legs quivering underneath the weight of their bodies. It took Bucky a while to remove himself from her, but when he did, he didn’t hesitate to clean her up thoroughly, making sure she was perfect for him.

“Come on darling, roll over for me.” Bucky commanded, and she simply let out a deep breath and moaned. She couldn’t do it. She didn’t have the strength and the will anymore. All she wanted to do was to hide away from the world. From Bucky.

“Roll over for me.” He said again, this time punctuating all four words, rolling his eyes as she let out a whine in protest. He ended up grabbing her waist and turning her over himself, laying her down before laying down himself and pulling her into his arms.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” his hands slid down the curve of her waist, fingers drawing imaginary circles on her hipbone. She let out a huff before hiding her face in his neck, feeling her eyes wet with tears yet again. They slid down her cheek and landed in the crevice of his collarbone, pooling among droplets of sweat from their sex.

“You did so good, darling. I’m so proud of you.” A wracked sob left her at his words. She felt him bury his nose into her hair, his lips peppering kisses onto her scalp as he softly shushed her, his arms gently rocking her as he let her cry.

“It’s all gonna be okay darling, I’ll take care of you.” With that, she fell into a dreamless slumber.

Saturday, 9:21am

Bucky watched her as the soft morning sun peeked through his curtains, which wasn’t drawn the whole way. Her eyelashes laid softly against her rosy cheeks; her eyelids still puffy from the crying she did last night. His eyes studied her face calmly before traveling down her naked, uncovered body, his head propped up on his arm, his temple laying against his fist.

His eyes fell on her breasts, admiring her perked nipples and the small stretchmarks pointing to the rosy bud. He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, his fingers reaching out to graze the soft skin under her breast. His hand made its way down the curve of her waist, pushing down the covers laying against her skin.

As her navel was revealed, Bucky felt his cock twitch. Images from last night of her body underneath him filled his mind, how good she felt around his cock, how deliciously sinful her moans had filled his ears, how fucking good her slick tasted on his tongue… He was definitely in deep.

How she managed to calm herself down after more than two hours of crying and sobbing through what he had forced upon her, to now look more peaceful and beautiful as ever blew his mind. Her eyelids fluttered before she shifted slightly, her hand coming up to rub at her eyes.

He didn’t fight the want to stroke at her hair, so that’s what he did. He lifted his hand and pushed a strand behind her ear, his thumb stroking her cheekbone afterwards. To Bucky’s surprise she leaned into his touch, a small smile tugging at her lips.

It dawned on him that she, at this moment, wasn’t awake enough to remember what had transpired last night. She stretched her arms in front of her, hands landing against Bucky’s shoulder and pectoral muscles, and her eyes fluttered open quickly as she withdrew her hands hurriedly.

“Bucky?” her voice quivered before her bottom lip started wobbling – her face twisting with realization. Her eyes widened at her undressed state, not fully covered by the covers, and she yanked the fabric up to cover her breasts while sitting up slightly.

“Morning beautiful.” He watched as her muscles tensed before she relaxed slightly. Her lips move on their own accord as she whispers out a morning. “How are you feeling?” His hand came out to grasp hers, and she lets him take it.

“A little bit sore…” his thumb grazes over the back of her hand and she watches it as it slides over the skin, tracing the path of the veins trailing underneath the flesh. “I uh…” She bites her lip as she twists her hand in his, grasping his hands in hers.

“Mhm, what is it darling? Don’t go being all shy on me now” He watched her hand in his, feeling his heart jump slightly, feeling some sort of domestication by looking at her. The words that left her mouth shortly after took him by surprise.

“Can I see it?” she sucked her lip back between her teeth before she let out a giggle. “Your cock?”

Bucky’s mouth fell open at her choice of words before he let the covers slide down his body slowly, revealing his semi-hard cock to her. The sight of it made her inhale sharply, taking in the size of it. She realized she had barely seen it the previous day in the bathroom, since it looked even bigger now. Was that really inside of her last night? Bucky felt a smile tug on his lips as he watched her face, contorted in admiration.

“You can touch it… Come on, I’ll show you how.” He watches as she bites her lip, before the hand that was holding hers tugged her hand down to his cock. She shifts closer to him as her fingers graze over the length of his cock, before gripping the base softly, nimble fingers wrapping around his girth.

His cock is heavy and warm in her hand, pulsing beneath her fingers. It somehow makes her mouth water, and she feels a sudden urge to do more than just jerk Bucky off. She doesn’t give into the temptation though, deciding that this should be enough for now. She hears Bucky suck in a breath as he watches her.

“Just like that, move your hand up and down slowly, maybe tighten your grip a little bit… when you get to the head…” She did as he told her, watching as her fingers pulls the foreskin down, before coming back up to the head of his cock. Her head whips around as she hears a groan leave his lips.

His eyes were hooded, watching her movements, eyes scanning over her body, before coming up to her face. “God you’re beautiful…” She tightened her hand further, quickening her movements. She looked into his eyes and held his gaze as she pumped his cock. There was something in his eyes – she couldn’t quite place what she saw. She watched as his brows furrowed, his eyes fluttering closed, his breath coming out heavier and another groan spilling from his lips.

She twisted her head just as she felt his cock tense in her hand, watching the way white ropes of cum landing against the skin of his stomach, some pooling into his bellybutton, along with another strangled groan falling from his lips. Her lips tugged into a smile, his hand coming up to grasp the back of her neck, pulling her into a deep, heavy kiss.

She felt the same feeling as she did just under a day earlier, when he had kissed her in the living room. Sparks flying, undeniably. As her lips parted from his, he smiled. His eyes scanned over her reddened cheeks before trailing over her lips, pulling back from her to give her space.

“What would you like for breakfast, baby?” The words were softly spoken, and she smiled as he sat up slightly, awaiting your answer. She shrugged her shoulders lightly, not really sure if she was in the mood to eat something. Her stomach was still a bit uneasy from the events of yesterday, but she managed to get out the word smoothie, along with her best doe-eyes.

After Bucky rolled out of bed and left his bedroom to clean himself up and make her breakfast, she let out a celebratory sigh and fell back against one of his pillows. She hoped that her efforts in seeming interested in his actions would help, so he wouldn’t force her into things she didn’t want.

She leaned over the edge of the bed and grabbed the discarded shirt, pulling it over her head. She quietly padded over to her bag, pulling the whole bag into her arms and walking to the bathroom, before locking herself in. She stepped into the shower stall, turning the water on and twisting the handle, feeling the water getting warmer and warmer, up until the point where it was scalding her skin.

She whimpered before fully submerging herself underneath the searing water, scrubbing the insides of her thighs violently until she felt the skin grow sore and sensitive. She sobbed out as her fingers came into contact with her sensitive folds, washing away the remains of what Bucky had done to her the night before.

Just as she thought of him, she felt her heart drop in her chest when she heard a knock on the bathroom door. She hadn’t even heard him approaching, and now he was just outside the door. She silently begged that he wouldn’t speak or ask her for anything, but it seemed like luck wasn’t on her side today either.

“Baby, breakfast’s ready.” She felt the goosebumps of disgust run down her back, even though the water was still burning her skin. Just the sound of his voice made her uncomfortable, made her guts turn uncomfortably in her stomach, which made her regret once again ever coming here with him in the first place.

“Baby?” He knocked again, making her heart clench in her chest before she answered him quietly that she was almost done, before she turned off the water, rubbing her body roughly with one of the towels laid out in one of the cabinets.

“Just a second.” She took a look in the mirror and gasped as she noticed the bruises littering her neck, arms, stomach, thighs. She had no idea how she was going to hide them from her parents. She scrambled through her bag, pulling out as many covering pieces of clothing she could possibly muster before covering up her body.

Saturday, 10:08am

When she entered the kitchen, the delicious smell of pancakes filled her nostrils and she sighed in content. She took in the table – Bucky had placed all of her favorite fruits in separate bowls and made her a smoothie. The pancakes were even chocolate chip. She felt both agitated and sure of herself, until the second she sat down.

“So, I was really your first, huh?” Was the first question that left Bucky, a smirk plastered on his face. She felt the redness fill her cheeks before she nodded, not really wanting to engage in a conversation with him. She grabbed a handful of blueberries, stuffing them into her mouth and chewing on the sweet fruits.

“You know… The way your body reacted to how I fucked you… How you moaned… Cried out my name… How your tight pussy strangled my cock…” Bucky smirked as he grabbed his cup of coffee, bringing it to his lips before blowing on the surface, gently. “Could get used to that.”

She felt her heart pick up its pace in her chest, hammering against her ribcage as she sat stiff with her hands in her lap, too embarrassed to look at him. She fought her embarrassment though and looked up to where he was sitting through her lashes – he was exploring his molars with his tongue with his eyebrow cocked, watching her. Smug son of a bitch.

“You shouldn’t be so nervous, darling. Dig in! I made everything you asked for while you were hiding in my bathroom. You could at least appreciate the effort.”

Her eyes shot down, not wanting to meet his. The tone in his voice made her shiver. She reluctantly reached out and grabbed the smoothie off the table, bringing the straw to her lips before sucking the sweet fluid into her mouth. The taste of strawberry and blackberry lingered on her tastebuds, along with a tangy flavor she had trouble placing. She looked up at Bucky again.

“Bucky… I think I would like to go home today.” She shivered as she thought about what happened last night. What could happen again. She feared it would. She took another sip of the smoothie followed by another, and placed it on the table, truly hoping Bucky would give in and let her go.

She was wrong.

His smile was wide as he watched her drink more than half of the smoothie, just waiting for the triazolam to take its toll on her nervous system. He knew the pills for his incurable insomnia would come in handy someday, and he mentally high fived himself as he noticed her getting groggier.

“This should solve your sleeping problem, Mr. Barnes. I wouldn’t normally advise for this, but if you’re in need of a faster effect, crush them into some water and ingest it shortly before going to bed.”

And that was exactly what Bucky had done when making her smoothie. The remains of the white powder in the porcelain mortar resting in the sink was the only evidence of his scheme at this point. He had everything planned – down to the last detail. Everything he had to do by the time she would wake up from her pill-induced sleep.

“You know, darling, there’s so much I want to show you. To teach you.” Bucky slowly got out of his chair, picking a few fruits from the bowls, before chucking them into his mouth. “That’s why I need you to stay here, with me. Until we die.”

“Bucky, I… what’s happening?” she looked up at him with fearful eyes, her sight blurring Bucky into a blob of dark and fair tones before returning back to being clear as day. “I’m scared. Please.”

“You’re gonna sleep for a little bit,” he crouched down beside her chair and her eyes widened as her brain caught up with what her ears were hearing. “But I’ll make sure to take good care of you while you’re sleeping, I promise.” She felt his hand wipe a stray piece of hair from her face, pushing it behind her ear before he placed a kiss on her cheek.

Everything went black before her eyes, and her head landed heavily in Bucky’s hands. He watched as her eyes rolled around in her head, unable to focus on anything before finally falling closed, a sigh escaping her lips.

Bucky lifted her out of the chair gently, admiring her soft features before walking her to his bedroom. Her soft breathing was warm against his neck as he held her in his arms, one of the only things letting her know she was still sentient. He laid her on the bed carefully before beginning to rid her of all the clothes she had hidden herself in.

“Oh, you silly girl… Trying to hide from me. Trying to get me to let you go…” he carefully tugged down her jeans, throwing them on the floor. He lifted her leg off the bed, placing a kiss on top of her foot. His eyes follow the length of her legs, all the way up her body. Her beautiful body. “I’ll never let you go. You’re mine now.”

Saturday, ?

She let out a small groan before turning on to her back – or so she thought. Her eyes flew open before she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes – or tried to. She groggily looked up at her hand and let out a gasp when she found it fixated to the bedpost. She whipped her head around and found the other fastened likewise, letting out a tiny whimper.

She clenched her fists, giving the restraints another tug but to no avail. She lifted her head slightly, looking around, and let out another whimper when she noticed she was in Bucky’s bedroom yet again. She shivered when she heard his voice, coming from behind her.

“So, you’re finally awake. Took you long enough, darling.” she gasped when she felt his fingers slide through her folds and into her wet cunt. It felt different than the last time he did it, though. Like something was in the way. It felt good, though.

“You know, it’s actually quite impressive how the human body reacts to arousing touch. I’ve been toying with your clit for more than an hour, drawing a few orgasms from you and you’re still just as responsive… So, I wanted to try something new.”

She gasped when she felt his fingers swirl themselves inside her and then against the back of her tight cunt. Her eyes widened as her mind suddenly cleared itself enough for her to feel the expansion of her tight ring of muscle. She struggled to move her legs, giving up when she realized they were tied to the foot of the bed, spread wide.

“For someone who was a virgin in both holes just yesterday, I have to say I’m impressed. It’s like your pussy was made for my cock… I can’t wait to fuck this tight ass of yours… To see if it’s just as good as your cunt.”

Her eyes widened as she felt his hand leave the warmth of her pussy, swirling around the gem of the butt plug seated snugly within her tight rim. She gasped loudly when she felt Bucky slowly retracting the plug, not letting the widest part pass the rim before pushing the plug back in. She let out a wanton moan as it fell back into place.

“I’m gonna fuck your pussy while this plug is filling you up, and then I’m gonna fuck your tight ass…” She heard Bucky slide down the mattress before his lips found her soaking cunt, emitting a loud moan from her. Her mind was still hazy from her slumber, she struggled with finding the words for a few moments. “Yeah, you like that?”

“Bucky…” she whimpered weakly as a surge of pleasure shot through her veins. “Please don’t, Buck…” She had trouble focusing on anything, she wasn’t sure where Bucky’s lips lingered anymore. She registered the rip of a foil packet, and just after, she felt the thickness of Bucky’s cock filling her slick pussy to the limit.

“Fuck, that’s a good girl…” Bucky moans loudly as he bottoms out, the pressure from the plug in her ass straining against his cock. He leans down and peppers a string of kisses on her cheek, admiring her as her mouth hung open, short puffs of breaths pushing their way past her plump lips.

Her eyes are shut tightly, her eyebrows drawing a thin line between pleasure and pain. As of that moment, he can’t tell which is which. Tears are slowly framing her eyes, though still not giving the emotion away.

“Oh my god,” she breathes, and Bucky bites his lips to restrain himself, but the intoxicating way her pussy grasps his cock tightly, the sweet pink gem resting just above his cock has his mind spiraling into pleasure. He grabs her hips and thrusts into her harshly, pushing the tears out of her eyes and the cries out of her mouth with every thrust.

His hips slam against hers within a few thrusts, and it’s making her see stars. His cock is grazing her most sensitive places with every thrust, and everything seems to blacken before her eyes as hot floods shoot through her veins, her orgasm so intense her whole body is shaking.

She herself doesn’t know whether it was in pleasure or in pain either, but it was definitely something in between. She had never felt a feeling so indescribably enormous; she had never felt so full. She whimpered when Bucky pulled himself out of her, eyes widening as she came back to herself, feeling the plug being retracted slowly.

“I can’t hold back darling, fuck you make it so hard…” she gasped when the plug slid out easily, whimpering as she felt liquid smear against her fluttering, sensitive ring of muscle, the coolness slithering down between her sensitive lips, staining the mattress below her.

She bites her lip harshly as she feels the tip of Bucky’s cock prod against her tightening rim. It was a whole other feeling than the plug. Where the plug was cold and somewhat hard, Bucky’s cock was warm, wide and rigid. She clenches her jaw as his cock breaches her, the sting unlike anything she had ever felt before.

“Come on baby, let me hear you…” Bucky gritted through his teeth, just beside her ear. She clenches her jaw even tighter, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of letting him hear the effect he had on her. The breaths she sucked in through her nose were uneven and ragged, the pain caused by his cock almost unbearable.

“Fucking relax, baby… You’re just making it harder for yourself…” She didn’t know how deep he was inside of her and she didn’t wanna know either. She had never felt dirtier than she did in this exact moment, and she shut her eyes tightly, wishing herself invisible. She felt his hands grasp a butt cheek each, before spreading them apart, thrusting his hips, slowly entering her deeper.

“That’s it baby…” she whined as she felt his hips still against hers, his pelvis resting snugly between her spread cheeks. His mouth found her ear and she whimpered as the next words that left his lips sunk in. “Such a good slut for me, taking all of my cock in her tight ass…”

His hand moved around her hip, squeezing itself between her body and the mattress, sliding down in between her legs where her soaking pussy had been abandoned. His fingers swirled around the bundle of nerves, the small jolts of his thrusts mixing with the pleasure from his fingers pushing her over the edge.

She let out a scream as she came around his cock, her ass gripping him tighter than he had ever felt before in his life. Out of all the women he had ever fucked, she was by far the tightest he had ever experienced. Her whole body shook beneath him, hands tightly fisting the bedsheets as her ass strangled his cock, begging for him to release his seed within.

Bucky’s cock felt so massive as she tried to come down from her startling high, the jolts of her body seemingly calming down slightly. “Bucky please… You’re too big, I can’t…” she cried out as her oversensitivity took over, trying to push the foreign intrusion out. His movements stung against her sore ring of muscle, making her wail further.

Bucky ignored her pleas and pushed his hips tighter against hers before retracting himself halfway, pushing in again. He groaned into her ear as he fucked her ass, showing her no mercy as he searched for his own release. He cursed out as he found the angle unable to grant him what he so desperately longed for.

He untied her right leg first, followed by the left before bringing her knees under her body, to fuck her in his favorite position. She whined as he pulled out of her ass completely, before leaning down to lick a firm stripe through her folds. She didn’t know how he managed to make her feel as dirty as he did, but it was amplified even further when he spat at her ass.

He cursed behind her at the sight of her, and shortly after she felt another wet dollop of lube slither between her cheeks. He easily slid his cock back into her ass, sighing out as her warmth once again engulfed his cock completely. He was never, ever going to let her go. Not when she could make him feel like this by just fucking her.

His release came just as quickly as she had hoped. Within three more strokes, he buried himself to the hilt, bit her earlobe harshly and spilled himself into the condom. She felt the pulsing of the convulsions in his cock more prominently in her ass, and she distracted herself from the pain by counting every spurt of his cum that landed within the latex with every jerk of his cock.

“Good girl.” He whispered as he gripped around his cock, securing the condom before pulling out of her, slowly. She whimpered as he left her body, and he groaned at the sight of her ring of muscle fluttering and contracting around nothing.

Bucky slid off the bed after pulling the condom off, tying the end and left for the bathroom. She felt a tear escape her eye as she pushed her legs back to lie flat before lifting her head, turning it to look in the direction of the bathroom. Bucky emerged with a damp towel, in all his naked glory, walking over to her with a victorious smirk.

“You did so good my darling… Such a good obedient girl for her daddy.” He talked sweet nonsense as he cleaned between her legs. She hissed as the damp cloth came in contact with her swollen ass, and again when he swiped it between her folds, gathering her slick. “Have you changed your mind yet, darling? Or do I need to teach you another lesson?”

She looked up at him with wide eyes, sucking her lip in between her teeth. “Changed my mind about what?”

She felt a hard slap on her butt. “Don’t play dumb, baby. It’s not a good look on you. You know exactly what I’m talking about.” She whimpers as his hand grazes along the angry, red protrusion of the skin where his hand had landed.

“Please, I want to go home Bucky.” She whimpered, closing her eyes as she felt the tears flow freely from her eyes. She felt another harsh slap against har already sensitive skin, then another.

“Wrong answer.”

“Bucky you can’t keep me locked up here forever!” She cried out, tugging on the restraints again, with what little power she had left after what he had just put her through, and the grogginess from the drugs, still in her system. Bucky leaned all the way into her ear, whispering out yet another sinister thing, that made her whole body crumble in fear.

“If that’s what it takes.”

He left her then, only pulling the sheet over her ass to cover her private parts. She didn’t know how long she spent in his bed, tied up like some animal. She could hear him somewhere in the house, humming along to some tune playing on the radio, which she couldn’t make out.

She was getting cold, falling asleep sporadically along with goosebumps rising on her skin as silent tears slid down her cheeks into the pillow. She felt exposed and used. Used by a man she trusted with her life. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. She imagined that she could’ve been wrapped up in her comforter at home, watching some boring Netflix series instead of laying tied up here.

She felt scared. Even more scared than she’d felt just after Bucky had violated her for the first time. She’d never felt so helpless before, and it made her even more scared of what Bucky would do to her if he got the chance. It was getting dark out, and she knew that it would either improve or deteriorate her chances of escaping. She didn’t know where to escape to, though.

She knew she had to get out of his house as soon as possible. She knew she had to get in contact with her parents somehow, despite the fact that she didn’t want to anymore. She didn’t know where her phone had ended up in all of this mess, but she knew Bucky usually slept with his by the bed. Either she could wait for that opportunity, or she could try to escape.

She wiggled her toes slightly, trying to get some of the blood down there again. She twisted her knees slightly, trying to pull them up under her again. She thanked the heavens that she was flexible when she managed to pull her right knee up under her, followed by the other.

She slowly rose to her knees, sitting back on her ass. She looked towards the door, cracked open slightly. The faint smell of something cooking filled her nostrils and she heard her stomach rumbling. She had no recollection of when she last had something to eat.

It was this morning, that much she knew. But she didn’t know what time it was by now. How long she’d been out, how long he’d been in the bedroom with her, how long she’d been laying there alone.

She took in the expert knots that had her hands tied to the headboard, reminding her that her dad and Bucky had served in the military together, and that they both had some knowledge about rope and knots. They’d even taught her some, so she could easily make out which one he’d tied her up with.

The double constrictor knot tied twice on both her wrists made her eyes fill with tears yet again. There was no way she would be able to pull the knots open with her teeth. Yet she found herself trying. And… on top of that, she really needed to pee.

She examined the knot before slowly making out the placement of the ends and where they were cut off. She reached forward and trapped one loop in between her teeth, pulling slightly. She sighed happily when she felt it give in, and she pulled one end through easily. Way too easily.

She repeated the action one more time, pulling the end over and through on the other side, one knot coming completely undone. She nodded at herself when the first rope fell to the pillow under her, making everything seem a little bit easier.

Three more to go.

She prayed that Bucky didn’t make an appearance, otherwise she’d be fucked. She leaned forward and examined the next knot on the same wrist, leaning forward when she located the end of it.

She winced when the ropes on the wrist she wasn’t working on tugged the rash on her skin even deeper. She needed to get out of there, and she needed to get out of there now. Panic settled in her stomach when she heard footsteps from somewhere in the house, tears spilling out of her eyes yet again.

“Come on, come on…” the knot finally gave in and she breathed out in relief, grinning slightly when her fingers started loosening the knots on her other wrist. She was so close to freeing her wrist, so close to relief from emptying her bladder… So close to escaping from Bucky.

“Baby…” She instantly freezes when she hears his voice from the door. “What are you doing?” She lets out a breath, feeling the tears re-wetting the paths on her cheeks that had dried earlier. Her cheeks redden, embarrassed that he’s caught her.

“Bucky, I…” she starts, turning her head slowly to look at him. He’s standing in the doorway with a tray of food for her, for them. How had she not noticed the amazing smell filling the room much earlier? How long had he even been standing there? She was so caught up in escaping she hadn’t even heard him.

She’s not sure whether the words that leave her mouth are just plain stupid or smart. Either way, his eyes soften just a bit when she speaks. “I just really have to pee.” She watches as he puts down the tray on his bedside table before he leans forward, loosening the remaining knots.

“Why didn’t you just call for me, baby? I would’ve come and helped you so you wouldn’t tear your lips like that.” His thumb grazes her lip, making her wince slightly. She hadn’t noticed the skin being mangled from the roughness of the rope. “Jesus baby, you look awful.”

She winces again when his fingers glide over her cheekbone, before they help her loosen the last knots around her wrists. She slides off the bed with a whimpering thank you, her legs slightly unstable as she staggers her way to the bathroom. She shuts the door softly before finally getting the relief she’s been craving.

Once finished, she tries for the small window in the bathroom. She knows she isn’t going to fit through, but she’s trying anyway. The window doesn’t budge, even when all laches are off and clattering against the glass. She knows Bucky can hear her from the bedroom, but at this point she doesn’t care.

“Come on. Dinner is ready.” His voice is just on the other side of the door, letting her know just how close he was. By the looks of it, there was no way she was ever going to be left alone again. Her foot slipped from her getting dizzy when she stepped on the bathmat to wash her hands, causing her to let out a yelp.

The door was yanked open just as she steadied herself against the marble countertop, catching Bucky’s eyes in the mirror when she looked up. Traces of nervousness swirled in his eyes, and she wondered why. “Jesus, I thought you hurt yourself, baby.”

He watched her every move as she washed her hands, dried them off before throwing them around her body, shielding her still naked body from him. He observed the way goosebumps littered her arms and legs, making his heart clench in his chest. He swiftly manhandled her into a t-shirt, before handing her a pair of panties.

He watched as she slid them on weakly, before grabbing her hand and leading her back to the bed. “Come on,” he spoke softly, as he sat her down and placed the tray in front of her, urging her to eat by bringing a forkful of food to her lips. “You need your strength.” She squeezed her lips together, not fully trusting him with her food since the incident this morning.

“Don’t worry.” He grabbed her hand, his thumb sliding over the soft skin, “It’s just food this time. No drugs.” She looked up at him doe-eyed, desperately trying to just have him leave her. She purses her lips again. “I trust you, baby.”

“I’m not hungry.” She whispered out, pulling her hand from his gently before scooting back just a bit on the bed, to get further away from him. Her stomach grumbled in that moment, letting him know how much of a lie that was. She was starving.

He grabs her jaw, forcing her lips apart before shoving the food in between them. “You eat when I tell you to eat.” He’s somewhat grumpy, it’s easy to see. There’s a glint remorse in his eyes, but she doesn’t believe that he regrets anything he’s put her through. She chews languidly, all while her eyes are trained on her hands in her lap.

“Am I going to have to force feed you, or will you eat on your own accord? Because I don’t care what you choose.” She looks up at him and watches as he scoops another dollop of food onto the fork, bringing it to her lips. She carefully swallows the food already in her mouth before opening up for him to feed her. “Good girl.”

It continues like that, with Bucky taking a few bites in between feeding her. It makes her calm to see him eat from the same portion of food as her, letting her know that he was telling the truth when he made her eat the first bite. No drugs.

He brings the straw resting in a glass of water to her lips after setting the plate back on the tray. She eyes his hands, inspecting the glass intensely. He sighs and rolls his eyes yet understanding her actions. He knows she’s afraid of him, he knows she doesn’t trust her right now.

He brings the straw to his own lips and sucks the cold fluid into his mouth before swallowing, letting her know that the water was safe to ingest as well. She exhales slowly before taking the glass from him, emptying it in one go. She was truly thirsty.

“What time is it?” she tries softly, afraid that Bucky thought she didn’t need to know, since he had no plans of ever letting her go. She’s looking for any sign indicating that he’s carrying his phone. He eyes her for a while, his eyes squinting for just a moment. She looked breathtaking as she sat there, fiddling her fingers.

“Why do you want to know?” She knew it. He’s still watching her, trying to look through her, into her head to figure out what she’s thinking. She tries her best to appear unfazed, just wanting him to tell her the goddamn time.

She feels lost in a whole new way, with the conception of time stripped from her as well. It makes her uneasy on a whole other level. “I just… Wanna know if it’s time for dessert.” She whispers, still afraid to say much. She waits for his reaction anxiously, another wave of uneasiness overcoming her.

Bucky laughs. He actually laughs at her. She furrows her brows as she watches his shoulders shake with every puff of laughter. “You don’t need to know the time…” he has a hard time getting the words out through his laughter, yet he speaks again shortly after. “Desserts,” he smiles as he turns his head toward her, eyes taking in her serious expression. He smiles warmly at her. “What do you want for dessert?”

“You tell me the time; I tell you what I want for dessert.” He raises his eyebrow at her demand, not really expecting it. She doesn’t know where the surge of confidence came from. She just wanted to know the damn time. Somewhere deep within her, she’s still wondering if he is going to let her go the following day.

“Feisty now, aren’t you?” He jokingly says, well knowing she was, still is, afraid of him. He bites the inside of his cheek, contemplating her offer before he slowly draws out his phone before showing her the time. 9:21pm. So, she had been tied up in his bedroom the whole day. She watched as he pushed it back into his pocket, away from her prying eyes.

“So, darling… You wanted dessert?” he turns back to her and she has shuffled closer to him in the midst of his lack of attention. Her hand reaches out to caress his cheek, startling him. She smiles softly, she doesn’t even know why.

In one way, she wanted to get out of his house as soon as humanly possible but… She found herself not wanting to. Her thoughts were conflicting within her head, confusing her even more than previously. Maybe she just had to play pretend for now, and he would let her go tomorrow?

She found herself slowly losing herself within her thoughts. She had so many conflicting ones, her mind in a flurry about which ones to focus on. Everything came to her while admiring him through her lashes. Every emotion she’s ever felt for him, every memory she had with him. “Yeah. I want you.”

Without words she rises, initiating the contact between them herself. She didn’t know how or why, but she found herself reaching out for his hand. It felt a little alien, but good, nonetheless. It was clear to her that he was taken aback by her actions. She silently straddles his thighs, her ass resting on his knees as she pushes him back to lay against the bed. “I want to do this on my own.” she starts while pulling the shirt over her head.

“You took the choice from me yesterday, and I don’t think that’s fair. Do you?” the sudden surge of confidence in her takes him aback, and he’s laying motionlessly against the mattress, just watching her undress herself on top of him.

He watches as her hands slide over her breasts and down her stomach, teasing him slightly as she snaps the elastic band of her panties against the skin on her hip. She feels him harden underneath her within second of the fabric leaving her torso, and she revels in it.

She was deeply in love with Bucky Barnes. No matter how he wronged her, abused her, used her - she loves him. Maybe she was delusional but having him underneath her set her nerves on fire. She had finally gotten what she wanted.

There was nothing standing in the way of her and Bucky’s relationship anymore. She wasn’t afraid anymore. She was going to give into him, and she was going to enjoy it.

All it had taken, was one small flaw in Bucky’s plan. He’d let it slip, and he wasn’t even aware of it.

Saturday, 03:22am

Opening the messages app on his phone, she quickly searches through the different messages before opening the one with her dad. She knew exactly who she had to call for help. Yet she found something that made her blood turn to ice in her veins. Or, it felt like that, at least.

She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Slowly, the tears started burning in her eyes, making her vision blurry. The light from his phone blinded her slightly, and she found herself wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, a sob getting stuck in her throat. She just couldn’t believe it.

Right there, on his phone, was a conversation between him and her dad. Her own dad. Her stomach turned as she read through the messages, chest heaving as she tried to calm her erratic breaths.

Steve: You got her calmed yet?

Bucky: No, still squirming and crying. Hoping that she’ll calm down soon.

Bucky: Jesus, she got some lungs on her. I can’t wait to do everything I’ve planned to do to her tomorrow.

Steve: Good. Ruin her. Make sure she doesn’t get away. We need that money.

Bucky: If not, I’ll do what’s necessary. Even though I really don’t want to. You know how I feel about her.

Steve: I couldn’t care less. She isn’t mine anyways.

Her brows furrowed as she read one of the last messages over and over again. What the hell did he mean that I wasn’t his? She felt a strong hand clasp around the wrist of her hand that held the phone in it, forcing a small scream past her lips. She hadn’t even heard Bucky wake up.

“What are you doing?” His eyes were dark and hooded. They were also full of sleep, and she knew he was happy she was still in bed next to him, else she would’ve fallen off the bed. She looked at him through the blue light of the phone, trying to come up with a quick lie to throw him off in his sleepy haze.

“I was just looking at the time.” she tried carefully, the flow of tears drying out slowly. She was shocked, to say the least, but she wouldn’t let him know that she knew... “I usually wake up at night and I always try to track my sleeping pattern…” she had no idea what to say.

She couldn’t believe what she had just read. What did her dad mean? She isn’t mine anyways… The message kept resonating in her head. He huffed and grabbed the phone, turning away from her and resuming his slumber.

Saturday, 9:23pm

She crawled off his lap, standing over him as she undid his pants with quick movements. He lifted his hips to aid her in taking them off, his mind still trying to catch up to what was happening. His boxers followed soon after, his naked glory exposed to her yet again, only this time it was different.

Her hand grasps his cock, giving it a few tugs before she’s closing her lips around the head. He stutters out a moan intertwined with her name, his hands flying into her hair to ground himself. Where the sudden urge to have her lips around his cock was fulfilled, he still didn’t know what she was doing.

All he knew was that it felt heavenly. Her mouth was warm and inviting, her cheeks feeling warm and velvety as she hollowed them against his length. She sucked more than half of his cock into her mouth, causing a deep groan to spill from his lips.

Her hand wrapped around what she couldn’t fit in her mouth, and she slowly stroked his shaft while swirling her tongue around the enlarged head of his cock. She felt his hand tighten in her hair, a string of groans falling from his lips.

The hand that wasn’t wrapped around him pushed the panties off her hips languidly and she slowly rose to her feet, still bent over with her lips around his cock. She releases him with a pop, fluttering kisses along his toned abdomen and up his chest before she straddles his hips, gliding the wetness between her legs over the length of him.

His hands find her hips, both his thumbs rubbing circles into her hips, his head thrown back in pleasure. This pleasure is so different than it’s been previously, it’s so full of emotion for him and possibly also from her. It feels tremendously different from all the other times. His head shifts forward and admires her with hooded eyes before they flutter closed.

When she finally sinks down onto his cock with a strained expression, he feels everything shift within him. It’s like the whole orbit of the world changes. She’s struggling with his size, whimpering as she slowly sinks further down onto him. She falls forward, her hands landing just beside his face and he groans out, his eyes slowly reopening to look at her on top of him.

Her cheeks are flushed pink, her eyes prickling with tears and her bottom lip tugged in between her teeth, desperately trying to accommodate to his size. She’s shifting just a little bit, trying to ease the pain between her hips.

Her hand slid under his neck and grasped the short hairs there, closely followed by her lips meeting his. Her hips grinds over his, their lips gliding over each other’s messily, their tongues dancing together. Her soft pants mixed with his, his hands sliding up to rest on her lower back, guiding her gently.

“Oh, Bucky…” she whispers, and he isn’t sure whether or not he’s dreaming. It feels surreal that she’s moaning his name,it makes him twitch inside of her to finally hear his name spill from her lips that way. Hearing her moan his name combined with the tightness of her heat pushes him further and further towards his impending orgasm.

Her walls clench around him and she whimpers ever so sweetly. He knows she’s close. She just needs the final push. She’s still grinding her hips against his, so he angles them slightly for her clit to rub over his pelvic bone.

It doesn’t take more than a few strokes for her orgasm to overtake her, blinding her vision with black spots and making every hair on her body rise. It feels amazing this time around - with herself being in charge of her pleasure.

He’s close - so close - but if there’s one thing he doesn’t want to do right now, it’s to do something she doesn’t want to, however ambivalent that sounds. He restrains himself or tries to. Her hips are still drawing circles over his, and it’s driving him crazy.

“Cum in me,” she whispers in her haze, and she feels his hands tighten on her hips, his pants filling her ears as he empties his load inside of her. She feels at it trickles down around his length still embedded in her heat as she collapses on top of him, laying her head on his chest.

She slowly comes down from euphoria, relaxing into his arms coming around her to rub over her back. Everything slowly comes back to her, settling within her body. The lovestruck haze she has been in for the past half hour, is slowly coming to an end.

She slowly removes herself from on top of him, his seed trailing down her legs as she makes her way to the bathroom to clean herself. He finds her under the shower, quietly entering the stall behind her. She’s caught up in her thoughts, just standing under the stream of water with her arms wrapped around herself.

“I know what you saw last night. I didn’t want you to find out the way you did. We were supposed to be happy together. Live happily, and you would forget everything about everyone. Just you and me, here.” His body was barely against her back before he was pulling her trembling body back into his arms. She hadn’t even realized she was shaking until then.

“You didn’t want me to find out what, exactly?” She tried softly, jaw trembling uncomfortably at the other things he had said. “How are we ever to live happily?” She didn’t know what Bucky expected of her. There was just something she couldn’t imagine. She turned in his arms, looking up at him.

“You’re going to have to promise me that you won’t react poorly to what I’m about to tell you.” Bucky tried carefully, and she felt everything fall apart in the seconds following the words leaving his mouth. How could she not react to anything? “I shouldn’t be the one telling you this, but…”

Tell her what?! Just two days prior she’d been living contently with her parents, and here, a mere 46 hours later… Everything had changed. She watched his face as he searched for the words, his thoughts conflicting visibly in his face.

“Steve… He isn’t your father.” Bucky started, and she felt her heart fall further into her chest. That hurt. “Your mother had someone else around the time you were conceived. Steve has taken a paternity test, and it’s true.” She felt the tears rise to her eyes yet again mixing with the water from the shower, both from the betrayal of Bucky but also from her parents.

“This has all been set up so Steve can claim you as dead. To get money from the insurance company.” He hides his face with his hand, visibly upset that everything has fallen apart. Everything has certainly not worked out the way it was supposed to. “But I’ve changed my mind. I can’t do this to you.”

“But you’ve already done it...” She whispered, before taking his hand in hers. “What changed?” She cradled his face in her other hand, watching him intently as he rubs his hand over his face. It leaves red marks in its wake, letting her know just how hard he’s rubbing the skin.

“We need to make sure he doesn’t get that money” Bucky grabs her face with his hands in an instant, his eyes searching hers intensely. He thinks over her question, licking his lips before he answers.

“Nothing changed. Even though I wanted this to start with, I never even considered getting rid of you. I want you to know that I’ve never looked at you wrongly before you were legal. I couldn’t bring myself to it, even though I knew you weren’t Steve’s. I never ever wanted to hurt you. Because I love you.”

She sighs and for a short while closes her eyes. A few seconds pass where he’s just watching her.

Then one side of her lips tug up into a smirk, before she’s looking at him with a mischievous look in her eyes. They both know what they have to do.

Then she speaks, instantly letting him know that everything is settled between the two of them.

“I love you. Let’s do it.”

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shimmershae · 3 years

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My thoughts on Episode 5--Out of the Ashes.

Okay, though. I’m already excited about this one because Carol and Lydia are on the little guide picture thingy, lol. My girls.

As usual, I’m going to put the rest underneath a cut to save you lovelies potentially being spoiled should you not want to be.

Wow. Look at that full moon. And the colors in the woods.

I’m telling you. These cold opening scenes have been generally pretty awesome this season.

Aaron with Gracie always gives us such sweetness but this time maybe not.

Omigosh. Now *that* is a nightmare--the Walkers, the Wolves, the Saviors, the Whisperers, Mays. Did I miss anybody? And then Gracie gone just like that? Poor Aaron. All he wants is to keep his little girl safe and happy.

So. Is Gracie sleeping right next to her daddy because she had a nightmare or because her daddy’s been having them? Because either way, oh my freaking heart. Especially at her still sleeping with her stuffed bunny. I’m really, really hoping that bunny isn’t a bad omen of sorts for our Gracie, because little girls with bunnies haven’t fared all that well--going all the way back to the first episode and as recently as the subway episode where Daryl found that picture of the two siblings after they’d already found the bunny from the picture amongst the bodies. Please not Gracie. Aaron has already been through so much.

Are they all just communing together now? Because I can see how that would harken back to Season 4.

Jerry! Not even 3 minutes in and already two of my faves are present. I can tell this is going to be a good episode.

That really sucks. Not even being able to take a peaceful piss because you can see Walkers shambling past your window, lol.

There goes my queen running straight at danger as real queens are apt to do. ;)

Were there always lights coming on in the windmill during the opening credits or is that a new thing for this episode?

That orientation video was so surreal. Had to laugh at the political touch of having “this message is approved by Pamela Milton” at the end.

Okay. So they’re getting their work assignments, huh? Orientations are the worst, lol. All that damn paperwork.

Retail clerk--Princess being excited at the prospect of working in a mall, even having a mall again, has me LMAO even as I’m like girl. No. You’ll love it ‘til you hate it.

I didn’t catch Eugene’s job. But Ezekiel doing animal control kind of cracks me up. For reasons.

So. Essentially Eugene and Princess and Ezekiel got blue collar jobs while Yumiko’s got an invitation to join the upper crust.

I love Lydia being accepted as part of the community. About damn time.

For a second I thought Rosita said what’s left of the horses plural and I was fixin’ to go OH NO.

This is where I’m at on the Maggie/Negan issue, for better or worse: Maggie absolutely, IMHO, has earned the right to stay mad at Negan for the rest of her days. Because Glenn. Because her little boy was robbed of his daddy. That said? I don’t think I have it in me to watch 5 more episodes of this beaten horse antagonistic conversation much less a whole season. It would be one thing if it hadn’t already stolen valuable and earned screen time from other characters that seem to have been pushed to the periphery to spotlight it like it was the marquee event or something. I don’t want want 2/3′s of the final season so heavily focused on the conflict between these two when there are so many characters that are already woefully underutilized. It’s only compelling if it doesn’t become commonplace.

It’s a sad business having to put down people you know, I’d expect. Funny, though. We never knew them so the impact is kind of artificial. I appreciate the intent of the scene, though.

Where the hell are all the Walkers coming from? Like, I thought most of them went skydiving off that cliff without parachutes.

Judith training the other babies. If only her parents--every damn one of them--could see her now.

Gus! How cool and awesome for him!

ASZ is just full of asshole teens isn’t it? How dare that little dipshit push our Asskicker down like that and say such hateful things? To be fair, though, the kid is probably just repeating what he’s heard from others and I’m glad they’re being realistic here even if I don’t like seeing Judith cry.

Cailey Fleming’s expressive face and eyes! This kid has my heart, ya’ll.

That perfectly pretty cake wasted! LMAO. Seriously though. How does a cardiothoracic surgeon end up assigned to work in the bakery? Yumiko’s reunion with her brother Tomi honestly was on par with what I’d expect from someone seeing the sister they’d long given up as dead.

Freaky still how the Whisperers choose to herd the dead even without Beta and Alpha.

Was that the real Stephanie in the scene with the ice cream? Right under Eugene’s nose while he’s with Fake Stephanie? They have a connection, ya’ll. Eugene felt it.

Okay, though. I wanted the kids having their first ice cream cones. If I were Eugene, though, I probably would have inhaled that thing after being deprived for so long.

The Milton Hotel? Alrighty then. Somebody feels self-important.

Aww. Eugene’s thinking of Rosita and Coco. They really have evolved into such a sweet, good friendship and I miss them together.

Literally, I love Princess more each time I see her and hear her open her hilarious mouth. LOL at her with the ice cream cone.

Is everybody in ASZ staying in the same damn house? Whoever broke the board with Carl’s and Judith’s handprints on it needs an ass kicking.

“Me, too.” Welp. Guess RJ’s already met his line quota per appearance 24 minutes in, LOL.

Aww. My heart. A Rosita/Judith scene. I’m already loving it but not gonna lie. Who do we have topay to get a Carol/Judith scene because she’s been there since Judith was an embryo?

“Now it’s broken. He’s gone. Everybody is.” The way this scene is unexpectedly gutting me right now. Because Rosita’s right. It never really gets easier. It’s just something you figure out how to carry. How many people devastated by Covid or other illness or tragedy are carrying these same feelings of loss and hurt everyday?

Give us more of those heartfelt moments, dammit. This girl at least craves them. Not the endless Maggie/Negan conflict.

Ouch. “I think I haven’t met a Whisperer who wasn’t a liar.” Damn Aaron. Lydia’s right there beside you.

Angry Jerry hurts my heart in ways I cannot explain.

On a completely shallow note, Miko’s brother is attractive too. I quite like his accent, lol. I wonder why he’s so hesitant to put his skills as a surgeon to use.

“Want some cake?”/”Hell, yes.” Yumiko=me 99% of the time. LOL. Just kidding. In reality, I have to say no.

“They clearly got a gym in this joint. Your chiseling is perfecto.” LMAO. I’m all for Princess/Mercer. She flusters him a little and I’m loving it. When she told him he had beautiful eyelashes, I howled.

Oh my sweet Aaron. I’m in the same kind of pain and disbelief as Lydia watching you interrogate that Whisperer.

Thank you, Carol. Melissa McBride? I effing LOVE you. My heart hurts.

I’m sure she’s gonna get hate from the usual crowd while they cheer Aaron further along his dark and desperate path. Yes. Ya’ll are *that* predictable.

But Maggie, though? How long you gonna wait? Because you gonna be waiting on Daryl’s ass a long time.

“Cheesy video guy.” LOL. Leave it to Princess. Somehow that Lance dude looks even cheesier in RL.

By the screaming cave? What the hell is the screaming cave?

Ohh. Next episode actually looks interesting. Thank goodness it’s not a bottle episode strictly focusing on Virgil/Connie though because no matter how much I like Connie/Lauren? I don’t think whatever story she’s stuck in with Virgil is enough to keep me riveted to the tv.

Overall impression of this episode--again, I enjoyed it. Aaron’s dream was dark AF. Hell. Aaron was dark AF in this episode. Ross Marquand did some really strong work and I’m glad he finally got a moment to shine even though I hate seeing him leaning into the darkness instead of his inherent goodness. Judith and Rosita’s scenes were touching. Carol/Melissa made me bawl in the span of two minutes. That’s why she’s the MVP of this show, lovelies. She does so very much with so little. I’m just glad we didn’t have to see Leah and her band of bitchass brothers this episode.

I’m going to miss this show when it’s gone. At least I’ll have the Carol and Daryl spinoff off to ease my heartache.

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cicinicole-14 · 4 years

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Hi for the ship thing and headcanons, please do jolex 🥰

Who is a night owl:

dont get me wrong, they both most definitely will stay up late together or both pass out before 9pm on a Friday night, but some days when the depression hits, its jsut different and Jo is definitely more of the night owl. Alex is more of a morning person and Jo would rather sleep like the dead.

Who is a morning person:

as we’ve discovered, more so Alex esp when they have kiddos. Alex is the one to get up with them early and let Jo sleep, he makes breakfast with the kids’ help and keeps their room quiet for jo to get some extra sleep but will unleash their evil spawns when he deems she’s slept in long enough.

Are they cuddlers:

some days, yes, mostly. jo definitely loves the affection from someone who genuinely loves and wants her back. but there are days where she literally is like “do not come near me with your (temperature) hot body Alexander Michael Karev, you are a heater and I am already too warm”

Who is the big spoon and who is the little spoon:

Alex is def the big spoon. Jo likes cuddling into him because sh feels safe, he feels like home. but she def has big spooned him too it’s a 50/50 relationship we have equal roles people

What is their favourite sleeping position:

no lie, both spread out like starfish in their bed.

Who steals all the blankets:

Jo. Alex is a space heater and doesnt need blankets she freezes and likes being snuggled up and warm

What they wear to bed:

I mean some nights, nothing, but like jo def loves Alex’s old Iowa state shirts or his wrestling shirts from HS that smell like him. an old worn in t-shirt, anything with a pair of booty shorts or his boxers even. and Alex will just wear a t-shirt and boxers or flannels in the winter.

Who likes seeing the other wearing their t-shirt:

Alex wholeheartedly loves when jo wears his shirts unless its his favorite flannel and she steals it “come on, jo. you know that’s my favorite one. I wear it all the time.” its exactly why she takes it.

Who falls asleep mid-conversation:

jo, unintentionally. sometimes the insomnia hits and she won’t have slept for a couple days so when life catches back up to her she will fall asleep randomly. even more so while pregnant and right after their daughter is born. she just “night night Josephine”

Who wakes up in the middle of the night with nightmares:

they both have their fair share of horrid nightmares. Alex’s deal a lot with his trauma of growing up. his mom pulling various knives on his siblings and dad attacking them. even nightmares of jo leaving him like Izzie did and he wakes up without her.

jo’s are terrifying as well. she dreams that Paul’s death was just an illusion and that hes still out there and he’ll still come and get her. she wakes up drenched in a cold sweat and Alex holds her and they pull up his death certificate on the gsm database to prove it. she also has nightmares about being abandoned again. dreams of herself as a baby, dreams of her mother leaving her at that firestation. horrid nightmares. and Alex just holds her. she also has many nightmares about Alex abandoning her too just like her mother abandoned her but he’s never done that he’s always there when she wakes up and everything is okay again

Who accidentally punched the other in their sleep:

jo is an absolute horrible bed partner. she does NOT sleep still. she will move around so much during sleep its dangerous. yes, Alex did wake up with a bruise across his cheek one night from an elbow to the face...

Who can’t keep their hands to themself:

both of them. theyre notorious horndogs no autocorrect they are not corndogs please stop correcting me when you’re wrong

and just because, im throwing in the parenting meme one too bc my heart melts

packs the lunches

Alex. he gets up with the kids in the mornings and also we do not trust jo to make their children food. she’d feed them boxed Mac n cheese and take out the entirety of their lives. and while they love that and Alex wouldn’t care if it was jsut them, their kids need real food. he packs them lunchables and uncrustables but at least its a little more of a variety.

blows raspberries while cuddling

jo, more so. they both do, but jo LOVES a good chunky baby belly she can blow raspberries onto. and yes she leaves maroon lipstick marks on chubby cheeks and bellies.

is the tickle monster

Alex. and she runs to mommy to save her from daddy! “oh, now you want mommy, huh? as soon as daddy is the tickle monster all you want is mommy? not when I wanted cuddles, or we picked you up from daycare or I dont know, I gave birth to you and wanted snuggles you cry and want daddy but now hes the tickle monster you want me?” and jo scoops her up and tries saving her but ultimately they lose and get attacked in their very large bed by the tickle monster.

gives life lesson speeches

they both do just depending on the situations.

when the girls start dating, jo sits them all down separately, and explains to them a bit of her past. letting them know that no man should ever lay hands on them. she teaches them how to defend themselves and Alex ofc shows them in example how women should be treated. Alex makes it clear that if a guy or girl ever should treat his daughters or his son in any other way than he treats jo, that he needs to know and gOD forbiD one of them lay a finger on one of his children there WILL be hell to pay. jo obviously consoles him in front of her children but tells him “u already have a record. if anyone lays hands on our children I will be putting them in the ground not you”

kisses the boo-boos

Alex he is a pushover and 100% makes sure all boo-boos are kissed and even when the kids are way too old for having their boo-boos kissed, he makes sure the bandaids that are no longer avengers or dinosaur or unicorn or princess themed, have been properly kissed. even through protests of “dad, im not five anymore I dont need my bandaids kissed” “how do you expect them to heal, then, CJ? you’re my most clumsy kid, and I have had to kiss all your boo-boos and never once have I not. thats why you’re still in once piece”

breaks the bad news

jo makes Alex do it most times. she claims she’s the fun parent and tries to stay the fun parent by making Alex break bad news like “we cannot get another dog” she blames it on Alex but then brings home a puppy the following week.

joins the PTA

listen. LISTEN. when Greyson started big kid school, in kindergarten, they placed her in private school to give her everything they didnt have growing up. jo was determined to make sure she gave her daughter everything made sure she felt loved and was spoiled it was terrible. so jo, of course, sent her to Seattle Elementary academy and was not paying attention when she signed some forms signing up to be in the PTA. she loathed it so much and “Alex im sorry I cant do this. I know we wanted to give Gracie everything we didnt have growing up but I cant take it I cant take the private school. the volunteer hours the strict dress code violations? she is FIVE. I also have to volunteer FORTY HOURS this year alone. no! I am a surgeon, a mother of two and im pregnant! I do not have time for this! all these PTA moms are stay at home moms who have nothing better to do than gossip about their neighbors and drink wine. and I swear to god if I have to hear about Jessica’s fucking essential oils pyramid scheme one more time I will shove those oils so far up her a––” “Jo! Look, Ali, mommy’s here!” Alex interrupts her just in time. he doesnt blame her. those private school moms are quiet the handful. every time, one of them has the nerve to hit on him. “and I swear, if one more of those moms hits on you in front of me, im going to backhand her with my engagement ring on. no hate to most of them, but theyre too much” they end up ending Gracie, and Ali and the rest of the kids to public school just like they had grown up in and did just fine.

crashes sleepovers with embarrassing stories

oh one hundred and ten percent Alexander Michael Karev. he will find any moment to break out embarrassing stories and photos. hell, even when Zola, Bailey, ellis, Sofia, Harriet, scout, any of the bunch come over he’ll embarrass them too!

gives the crazy nicknames

not really either of them (that ive figured out in the moment) (the kkc kids do not have crazy nicknames yet) (we jsut have Gracie for Greyson, Ali for Alice, and CJ for Cristina Jo. Alexis goes by Sissy because of Alexis and Alexa and Eli usually goes by bubba seeing as how that’s what the twins have called each other growing up with Izzie and that stuck)

thank you so much for these! I loved loved loved doing them! even threw in some KKC universe things so if yall have questions about that feel free to ask I will share! tho there is yet to have a fic out about them yet… its been a bit difficult with writers block /:

#jolex #kkc universe #this turned into partially kkc stuff whoops #cici writes #ask coco

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OK, January 4

You can buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Ashton Kutcher haunted by his mistakes

Page 2: Contents

Page 4: Jennifer Garner ready for romance -- Jennifer has proven she’s fine on her own but she’s eager for her happy ending and has even set her sights on some of Hollywood’s most eligible hunks like Chris Evans but seems happily single; she binge-watched Outlander and was totally taken with Sam Heughan and she also finds Martin Henderson very sexy but heard he has a girlfriend

Page 6: After a tumultuous few years Hayden Panettiere’s 2021 is looking bright and she’s been working on herself since her split from toxic ex-boyfriend Brian Hickerson -- she’s taken control of her life and is making good choices -- she’s been able to rebuild her life and her relationship with her daughter Kaya who lives in Ukraine with her dad and next on her agenda is reviving her once-hot career

Page 7: Justin Bieber who’s been a devoted member of the controversial celeb-favored Hillsong Church for years is studying to become a minister -- Justin has long credited Hillsong and especially charismatic and recently fired pastor Carl Lentz for saving him from his dark period of drugs, public meltdowns and arrests -- Justin doesn’t plan to give up his music career but he feels there’s a bigger calling out there for him

* Jessica Simpson has signed deals for both a docuseries and a fictionalized series based on her life but not everyone is so pumped about her tell-all tendencies and least of all is her ex-husband Nick Lachey -- for Nick it’s just dredging up a past that’s better left alone and Nick hopes that Jessica goes easy on him in the scripted series but deep down knows there’s precious little chance of that

* Madonna is majorly inserting herself in her daughter Lourdes Leon’s love life and she’s constantly on the phone asking how things are going between Lourdes and her socialite beau of three years Jonathan Puglia and she wants to know when they’re making things official -- Madonna even pushes for double dates so she can bring her 26-year-old boyfriend Ahlamalik Williams -- Lourdes appreciates how much her mom cares but she’s finding all the micromanaging too much to handle

Page 8: Jason Aldean who boasts an $80 million fortune loves splashing his cash around especially when it comes to his children -- the singer who shares son Memphis and daughter Navy with wife Brittany and girls Kendyl and Keeley with his ex likes being seen as the moneybags and leaves tough love to the kids’ moms and he’s always pulling out $100 bills for his teens and buying his little ones new clothes, toys and high-tech gadgets even though they’re so young -- he’s definitely spoiling the kids but nobody complains about it so he just keeps on buying them stuff because nothing makes him happier

* The milestone 6-0 is still months away but George Clooney is planning to do some serious partying for his birthday and he’s sparing no expense -- he’s looking at celebrations across the States and Europe plus a boys-only getaway to Mexico

* Leonardo DiCaprio and Jennifer Lawrence are having a blast filming their first movie together so much so that tongues are wagging about the pair’s fiery chemistry on the set -- even though Leo and Jen behave like total pros when the cameras aren’t rolling there’s a running joke among the cast and crew that Jen’s marriage to Cooke Maroney could be in trouble -- of course the reality is that Jen is crazy about her husband and Leo who is dating model Camila Morrone has a strict rule never to get involved with costars but still there’s an attraction that can’t be denied

Page 10: Red Hot on the Red Carpet -- stars get glamorous in glitzy looks -- Alexa Chung, Tiffany Haddish

Page 11: Maya Hawke, Sarah Hyland

Page 12: Who Wore It Better? Yara Shahidi vs. Cindy Bruna, Becky G vs. Sofia Carson

Page 13: Celine Dion vs. Shailene Woodley

Page 14: News in Photos -- Jessie James Decker in a pink bikini in Nashville

Page 15: Heidi Montag and Spencer Pratt and their son Gunner doing a Christmas card shoot in L.A., Jessica Alba spent the day handing out Honest goodies at the Baby2Baby Holiday Drive-Thru Distribution in L.A.

Page 16: Gwen Stefani rocked a cat-themed holiday jumpsuit while on the way to the recording studio in Santa Monica, Leighton Meester surfing in Malibu

Page 17: Maria Sharapova brought back the 1970s during a photoshoot in L.A., Pink kept it casual during a coffee run to Starbucks in L.A., Tia Mowry returned home with a full trunk of gifts and goodies in L.A.

Page 18: Nick Jonas and Priyanka Chopra Jonas exploring London

Page 20: Let’s Get Physical -- Robin Wright took her bicycle out for a spin in L.A., Chris Hemsworth shows off his ripped body while lifting a tire, Winnie Harlow in L.A.

Page 22: Deck the Halls -- newly-engaged Jonathan Bennett gushed of spending his first Christmas with fiance Jaymes Vaughan, Jonathan and Drew Scott dressed as elves

Page 23: Jon Bon Jovi and his dog, Selena Gomez with her dog Winnie in front of the Christmas tree, Brooke Burke kicked off the season by signing ornaments that will be auctioned off by Operation Smile

Page 24: Malin Akerman arranged the sheets and blankets and pillows at a Hotel Style Collection from Walmart event in NYC, Jeremy Renner filmed a scene for Hawkeye in NYC, Chrishell Stause stepped out for a morning walk with her rescue pooch Gracie in L.A.

Page 26: Inside My Home -- Marc Anthony’s elegant estate in Coral Gables, Florida

Page 28: Harrison Ford and Calista Flockhart are planning to renew their vows on Valentine’s Day which is 12 years to the day after Harrison proposed to Calista on their sprawling Jackson Hole, Wyoming ranch -- Calista is incredibly touched that Harrison is organizing this and he’s thoughtfully arranging to have her favorite flowers to be flown in and has already booked a local band and a caterer and baker

Page 29: Emily Blunt and John Krasinski might be ready for baby No. 3 but friends are encouraging them to get their marriage on track first -- the two have had a tough couple of years and John can be hard to deal with and cranky when he’s working -- while the duo tend to put a super-positive spin on their marriage in public not everyone is convinced things are so rosy at home but Emily wants another child and so does John so they’re willing to take the risk

* Meghan Markle and Prince Harry plan to kick off 2021 with a much-needed tropical vacation -- after an emotionally turbulent year Meghan and Harry are ready for this break -- following a quiet Christmas at home the couple is looking forward to relaxing on a warm beach somewhere, sleeping in, soaking up nature’s beauty and reconnecting as a couple -- they’re considering a private island in Hawaii or off the coast of Fiji

Page 30: Taylor Swift who’s been collecting bridal magazines and wedding ideas since she was a teen will have to adjust to the idea of a small sequestered affair when her boyfriend Joe Alwyn officially pops the question -- the once-outgoing singer has turned into a hermit since hooking up with the British actor who insists on total privacy and loathes attention and now Tay’s inner circle is said to be worried that in Joe’s continued efforts to fly under the radar he’ll ultimately nix the lavish nuptials Taylor’s long envisioned

* Justin Timberlake and Olivia Wilde have a past -- dating briefly in 2011 and costarring in two films but they won’t have a future if Justin’s wife Jessica Biel has any say -- Justin is eager to work with newly single Olivia again but the collab between the old pals is a total no-no as far as Jess is concerned because she’s always seen Olivia as a threat and particularly now that she’s split from Jason Sudeikis

* Love Bites -- Bachelor Nation’s Emily Ferguson and hockey player William Karlsson are engaged, Christina Milian and Matt Pokora have another baby on the way, Gleb Savchenko and Cassie Scerbo dating

Page 32: Cover Story -- Ashton Kutcher haunted by his past -- the actor is wrestling with major demons and regrets -- the grisly murder of his then-girlfriend Ashley Ellerin has stayed with him -- Ashton and wife Mila Kunis have weathered some storms but they’re in a good place now

Page 36: Celebrity Dads and Their Darling Daughters -- Michael and Carys Douglas, John and Ella Bleu Travolta, Lionel and Sofia Richie

Page 37: Don and Dakota Johnson, Phil and Lily Collins

Page 38: Ryan and Ava Phillippe, Mark and Lola Consuelos, Johnny and Lily-Rose Depp

Page 39: Lenny and Zoe Kravitz, Clint and Francesca Eastwood, Alec and Ireland Baldwin, Rod and Ruby Stewart

Page 40: Interview -- Charlize Theron does it all -- the actress, mom and producer talks about taking on projects that are close to her heart

Page 42: New Year, New You -- kick-start a healthy 2021 with these celeb-approved wellness resolutions

Page 46: Style Week -- Good American cofounded by Khloe Kardashian recently launched its first-ever footwear collection

Page 54: Entertainment

Page 55: Q&A with Brian Austin Green

Page 58: Buzz -- Prince George and Princess Charlotte and Prince Louis joined their parents Prince William and Duchess Kate on the red carpet for the very first time and held hands on their way to London’s Palladium to watch the National Lottery’s Pantoland

Page 60: Sound Bites -- Gwyneth Paltrow on getting starstruck, Kurt Russell on wife Goldie Hawn’s penchant for sleeping in total darkness, Jimmy Fallon on which SNL costar he’d want to be stuck on a desert island with (Tina Fey), Chrissy Teigen on being embarrassed

Page 61: Megan Thee Stallion on the guidance she gets from Jay-Z and Beyonce, Frances McDormand on hooking up with husband Joel Coen, Chad Michael Murray on seeing pics from his heartthrob days, Rachel Brosnahan on what the Marvelous Mrs. Maisel fans can look forward to

Page 62: Horoscope -- Capricorn John Legend turned 42 on December 28

Page 64: By the Numbers -- Larry David

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💜💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻PG INTERPRETATION OF MM ANON🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜💜

MM Anon

MM ANON …… not an engaging situation …… my LITTLE pony……… WOC-less……… We’re just mild about Harry …… a charitable laundromat ……… expenses,expenses ………”it’s a Multi million business, trim it”…… hangers OFF!!……… ‘‘twas the night before Christmas”……… a conservative Royalist ……… 12th night ……… morning sic -ness……… “ say goodnight Gracie

💜💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻THANK YOU MM ANON🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜💜

December 8/2019

RIDDLE #138

1300 hrs CST

not an engaging situation

Princess Beatrice And Edo Mapelli Mozzi have cancelled their planned engagement party at the Chiltern Firehouse that was schedule for December 18/2019 due to paparazzi fears regarding her father lest they end up spoiling the party. Likely they will reschedule, keep date, time, location ultra secret so as to not have it spoilt by any interruptions. My heart aches for this young couple, but especially for Princess Beatrice when this is meant to be the happiest time for a bride.☹️

my LITTLE pony

Our dear Princess Charlotte, affectionately known as, Little Lottie has been pleading for a pony for Christmas, love that LITTLE uppercase. My little pony years ago was a toy, l gave my niece one. I believe little Lottie means the real deal a live pony! The Daily Mail most certainly reads your blog 🐼, because we knew this days ago!

WOC-less

WOC women of colour, less. Or is it WOKE less, 🤔 Photos were in the paper today of madam volunteering regularly at a soup kitchen, St Felix Centre, in Toronto whilst filming Suits. She was well liked, reportedly called ‘the lovely Meghan’. In the photo, there does not appear to be any obvious WOC, although other ethnicities are evident, it’s Canada we are a melting pot, as it’s called here. I am uncertain if this is what MM ANON is referencing.

We’re just mild about Harry

The song is l’m just wild about Harry and Harry’s wild about me, again from when music was music. Harry used to be the most popular Royal, his popularity level has been dipping whilst Williams has been sky rocketing. I wonder if it’s related to madam?🤔🤔🤔

a charitable laundromat

Is there money laundering being done through madams charities? Foundation, ‘charitable’ ones, real estate and advances of huge sums of money for ‘consulatation’ fees are often ways that illegal guns are transferred or the term money laundering, make dirty illegal funds clean and soluble. This has long been suspected by of certain political family’s foundation. Is mama dam being investigated for this as well?

expenses,expenses

I wonder if this is regarding the York family and who is going to fund their expenses now. I have read articles that PA had lost money in some investments and now his privy purse funds are gone, no staff, his consulting and other areas of income are gone. I imagine the entire York family is used to a royal standard of living, is HMTQ going to fund their expenses? It’s all sad☹️🥺. If he needs legal help, he will need the best as well as American lawyers as well, it’s going to be exorbitantly expensive! Lawyers being lawyers will drag things out as long as possible for more billable hours and thus more fees earned! Lawyers allegedly do this😧🙄. There is also Princess Beatrice’s wedding coming up!

“it’s a Multi million business, trim it”

Sounding like what l just wrote. Is PA telling PC, who holds the privy purse strings now, that his status and the ayers estate, family is a multi million dollar expense, and his consulting fees or whatever he does for business in all his travels requires to earn vast income requires planes, RPO’S etc etc. Sounding like no sympathy from PC, telling PA flatly, he needs to trim his lifestyle and budget/expenses, full stop.

hangers OFF!!

Hangers on, is a sycophantic person, or persons, Who associate with another person or a group for the purpose of gaining some personal advantage. Like sugars, me oh, my oh. Now it’s OFF! I read yesterday that the Sussex instagram only gained 16 fans in one day, apparently is far far far lower, the sugars seems to be fleeing and the money for bots less and less. This upper case OFF with two exclamation marks makes me think of PA, all the charities, businesses,worldwide, organizations etc that have clung to him because of his Royal,stays are dropping like flies. Now that he is not of use to them, he’s been shoved onto the proverbial shelf.

“twas the night before Christmas”

The Cambridge children are going to be unbelievably hyper, it is my understanding that the Royal family, going back to their Saxe-Coburg Göethe /German roots open gifts on Christmas Eve, my family did as well. I wonder if the Cambridges will have the little ones wait till Christmas morning. Imagine getting them to sleep!!!! I certainly hope we all get our gift before then, the gift being the announcement of another Cambridge baby on the way!

a conservative Royalist

The ultra left, wants rids of the Monarchy, allegedly, the NWO definitely! Bojo and his party of conservatives endorse the constitutional Monarchy. The Brexit issue is still in play. The outcome of the election on the 12 th could permanently alter the future!

12th night

Shakespearean play but this is not that. The general election takes place on the 12 th of December, l was just reading the weather is supposed to be horrendous with wild winds. It seems nature is echoing all that is going on in the country. The results of this election could completely change the country permanently.

morning sic - ness

Sic is a let in term meaning “thus.” It is used to indicate that something incorrectly spelled or written is intentionally being left as it was in the original. Sic is usually italicized and always surrounded by brackets to indicate that it was not part of the original. Catherine is pregnant, l have been saying that for a few weeks and confirmed it yesterday with a photo and my rationale. This is the clincher. She’s is most definitely marvellously pregnant! Congratulations!

“ say goodnight Gracie”

At the end of the George Burns and Gracie Allen radio and tv show, she always portrayed as kind of ditzy. If you have never seen or heard YOU MUST!! At the end, he would say to her as meaning to the audience, say good night Gracie, she would reply Good night Gracie! I think the Edith Bunker character from All in The Family must have been partially based on her!

What’s or who is this referring to, someone misunderstanding what they are being asked to do, then doing it and being wrong, and getting laughed at. Or is it something is completely over and done with and they are being told to say good night and leave the what? Job? City? Party? Politics? I have no idea, it could be so many things. The only thing l know for sure is a Burns and Allen are classic and that’s the origin of the phrase!

1405 hrs CST

GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦

Thank you PG! Interesting....waiting for the 12th. Much appreciated 😊💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

#Ask Skippy #submission

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tell me abt your ocs babeyyy

Ahh okay!!

I’m sorry everyone, I’m gonna talk about the zombie one for now because that’s the one I feel most passionate about (I promise I’ll get to the princess one soon!)

Premise: the story takes place about half a year/7-8 months after a cure has been found to combat the zombie outbreak. Zombies in this universe however have been dying out due to the human bodies decomposing and the original outbreak happening so long ago most of the originally zombies are gone/killed but new ones do pop up just not as many.

A cure has been found however it’s not foolproof: it only works after a certain amount of time after being bitten, a human body can reject the cure, it doesn’t completely heal the bitten individual as they turn into something that’s about not fully human but not infected either.

Effects of the cure:

Eyes turn gray as well as a strip of hair

Skin is cold and paler/grayer than when they were alive

They are forced to wear pale gray ribbons and other uniforms so other non bitten people can quickly identify them

Setting: At this time the setting is makeshift outpost community that transformed two nearby sports stadiums into a large connected community (based off Century Link field and T-Mobile Park in Seattle. Yes I’m from WA and have no imagination). The main “leader” of the community has disappeared along with his family including youngest daughter and a few of his closest supporters so it’s being lead by a group “government” with the higher up people living in the stadium suites. The bottom fields are dedicated living quarters for the lower end people.

So back to the cure, the leaders and scientists have put together groups of surrivors to survey the surrounding and farther off areas in order to start expansion and reclaiming old buildings. Basically restart society to the way it was pre-outbreak. The plan is nicknamed “The Rediscovery Project.” This is the third attempt of teams going out into the land after a first attempt 5 years ago ended in a disaster (there was no cure back then). The second attempt ended in what the leaders are calling a success but resulted in the head leader and family being missing.

These expedition teams have 3 main types of members per group: soldiers, researchers and field laborers (names works in progress). Soldiers are the muscles of the group in charge of keeping the rest of the team safe (mostly the researchers). Researchers are scientists/medical workers who work as either field nurses to tend to the team or the look for new ingredients to improve the cure medicine. And then there’s field laborers, they basically are volunteers who go to help clear areas and help build/repair buildings and areas for expansion purposes. Finally there’s the servants, who are cured aka reclaimed people who are forced to take up jobs such as cook, cleaners, mechanics bait, etc. they do all the jobs the main 3 groups don’t. No reclaimed people are allowed to do important jobs like be researchers or take leader positions.

Okay to the part people actually care about: the characters!!!

There’s 8 main characters but I’ll only talk about 4/5 here since this post is too long as is:

Macha

Macha is babey!!! She’s a sweet, curious bean who dreams of one day building a castle like she had saw in old picture books. She is a field laborer on the Squad. She’s a little lesbian with a huge crush on Ruu. Her mother owns a small stand in the market and her father was a soldier who died after an accident involving the first expedition out pass the regular grounds. She has an adopted sister named Phina. She’s joining the squad despite her mother’s resistance. She deeply cares for everyone on her squad even the servants and refuses to treat them as below her. She was once close to the head leader’s daughter Mary but after an accident that lead to her fathers death, the two were banned from associating with each other.

Ruu

Ruu is an ex-soldier who wasn’t born in the stadium outpost like the Macha and Sulli. Shes a solider on the team, but doesn’t fully seem like she wants to be there. She’s quiet, stern and keeps mostly to herself. No one really knows her full backstory like where she came from or if Ruu is her full name. She doesn’t trust cured people or really anyone but she’ll cut down any zombie without hesitation. She can’t read the stadium language but can read normal English. Someone hold her, please she needs a hug.

Sulli

Macha makes best friend who’s a year younger than her. She’s energetic and cares greatly about Macha and her younger sister. She’s going on the expedition because she wants to explore and watch over Macha. She’s also a field laborer. She loves to tease Grace, who she nicknames Gracie, and calls her “her best friend!”

Grace

Grace is an assistant researcher on the squad. She’s from the stadium opposite of Macha and Sulli. She’s shy, lacks confidence and jumps at/is scared of most things. She wants to make a full cure because one of her family members was bitten just before the placement cure was created. She vowed to create a complete cure with her two hands ever since. There’s way more to her than what meets the eye.

Mary

The head leaders youngest child. She’s somewhat spoiled and brash but not on purpose. She has a good heart. She has been missing from the stadium outpost along with the rest of her family for 2 years at the time of the beginning of the story.

(In order: Macha and Ruu)

(Sulli and Grace)

I can’t show Mary cause that’s a spoiler but that’s the main gist of the premise right there! I haven’t even gotten to the reclaimed characters yet!

I’m super passionate about this so if anyone has any questions I’ll gladly answer them.

#im sorry this is so long #i just really love this idea!

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Starting Over | 2

Summary: You come home to work to find your husband of three years in bed with your supposed best friend. It’s the wake up call you finally needed to take your two year old daughter and get the hell out of Texas. With nowhere to go you head to your big brother in San Diego. The sagger squad takes you under their wings, and shows you what having a family means. You get a fresh start… will you find your happily ever after?

Characters: Jake “hangman” Seresin x Sister! Reader, Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Seresin! Reader (Eventually), Hangman x Phoenix (eventually) , Adorable OC Gracie! The Dagger squad

Word Count: 3477

Warnings: Angst, cheating husband, emotional abuse, eventual fluff, smut in later chapters, Sweet uncle Jake, Adorable Rooster with a toddler… if I miss any please let me know.

A/N: This will be another series. I don’t own the characters or storyline for Top Gun Maverick. All OC’s are mine. I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION FOR ANYONE TO COPY OR REPOST MY WORK TO ANY OTHER PLATFORM! DON’T STEAL! Reblogs, likes and comments ALWAYS welcomed. THANK YOU @waywardodysseys as always for reading over my work and helping me flush out ideas!!

Taglist is open!

CH 1

The next day, Jake was up again bright and early, making breakfast with Gracie when you walked into the kitchen.

“You should have gotten me up.” You said coming in and dropping a kiss on Gracie’s head before continuing to the coffee. “You’re spoiling us with these elaborate breakfasts, Jakey.”

“I’m an early riser anyway, courtesy of the US Navy.” He replied, shrugging, “I have no problem getting up with Princess G and making breakfast for my favorite baby sister and niece.”

“I’m your only baby sister and Gracie is your only niece.” You replied, sticking your tongue out at your brother.

“Exactly!” He said, “Less competition for you.”

“You’re too much.” You laughed. “I’m making dinner tonight, no arguments.”

“Deal.” Jake said. “In the meantime, this morning we can go get the phone squared away then I want to take you to base and show you around. I figured Gracie would love to see all the planes.”

“That’s perfect.” You replied, “This afternoon, I need to call around for a lawyer. I really want to get the divorce started.”

“I want you to be free of that douchebag too.” he replied. “The sooner the better.”

After finishing breakfast and going to add a new phone and number to Jake’s phone plan, you all headed to base so Jake could show you and Gracie the planes. He’d called Rooster ahead of time to make sure they weren’t in the air.

Jake pulled his truck through the guard gate, flashing his credentials as he went. Once through, he drove around to the hangars, parking next to Rooster’s Bronco.

“Everyone is inside, so we’ll head in there first.” Jake said, hopping out and opening the back door to get Gracie out. You’d installed the new carseat you’d bought in Jake’s truck so he’d have it if needed. He hated your car so he was happy to have a carseat for his truck.

Jake started heading inside still carrying Gracie. You followed behind smiling at how proud of an Uncle Jake was. He’d make such an amazing dad someday.

“Princess on Deck!” Jake called heading into the rec room where Rooster said they were, having just finished briefing on the plan for the day.

Everyone jumped up to come shower the little girl with attention.

“WOOSTA!” Gracie exclaimed seeing her favorite aviator (apart from her Uncle). She squirmed and held her hands out for Bradley to take her from Jake.

“Wow.” Jake pouted, “Stealing my own sweet Princess G from me.”

“Just giving Princess Gracie what she wants.” Bradley said, winking as he took Gracie. “How are things going today, Y/N?”

“Looking up.” You replied, smiling at him.

“Did you get a new phone, then?” Phoenix asked, walking over.

“Yes, we just came from there.” You replied, “All squared away. No more harassing phone calls or texts.”

“Good.” She said, “Here, let me give you my number. Call my phone so I have your number.”

She gave you her number and you typed it in to call. You hit the end once the phone rang, knowing she’d have your number now. You quickly saved her number to your contacts.

A few seconds later your new phone pinged with a message.

“I created a group chat with all of us so you have the squad’s numbers and they have yours.” Phoenix said, “This way if you ever need anything and Jake isn’t available, you’ve got all of us.”

“Go ahead and add Penny and I to that list, Phoenix” Mav said, walking into the rec room.

Tears sprung to your eyes as you took it all in. You went from being isolated in a shitty marriage, separated from the only person you’d ever been able to depend on to being surrounded by this makeshift family. It was a lot to take in. All of the emotions you’d kept bottled up over the last several years were flooding to the surface, washing over you, causing your heart rate to speed up, breathing becoming harder, and your flight or fight response to kick in. You recognized the signs enough to know you were dangerously close to a panic attack. You looked at Jake, your eyes telling him everything he needed to know.

He was quickly at your side, his arm coming around you, the weight and warmth of it grounding you enough to take the edge off your anxiety.

“Let’s go get a drink, Tulip.” Jake said, “I’m parched. You guys good with Gracie for a minute?”

“Of course.” Bradley said, looking over at you with concern in his warm gaze. He gave you a reassuring smile then looked at Gracie in his arms and asked, “Hey Princess G, do you wanna see some big planes?”

“Pwanes?” She asked happily, “Yes, pwease!” Bradley chucked, dropping a kiss on her little forehead.

“Alright, I’m gonna take her to the jets.” Bradley said, “We’ll meet you outside.”

“Thanks, Rooster.” Jake said, taking your hand and leading you out of the room.

The two of you walked down to the vending machines at the end of the hallway and Jake pulled out his wallet, inserting money into the machine and selecting a bottle of water. Once it landed at the collection area, he pulled it out and twisted it open.

“Take a few slow slips, Tulip.” He said quietly. “It’ll help Sweetheart.”

“Thank you Jakey.” You replied, “I’m sorry for being such a hot mess. Who falls apart simply because people are nice to them?”

“Someone who’s not used to having a large support system, Tulip.” Jake replied, “Give yourself some grace here. You have had a shit hand dealt to you. Growing up it was just the two of us. The last three years you’ve been stuck in a shitty marriage with a piece of shit that doesn’t deserve to breathe the same air as you, with only Gracie to keep you going. Trust me. I get it, Sweetheart. It took me quite awhile to drop my guard and let anyone in. Javy was the first one I befriended… It was this last mission and having to depend on these guys and have them depend on me, that finally drove the point home. You don’t have to do it alone. You’ve got people.”

“He’s right, Y/N” Phoenix said, coming up behind you both. She put an arm around you in a side hug. “You’re not alone anymore. We’ve got you. We can be a little…extra…sometimes though, so if you’re overwhelmed let Jake know…or find me. We’ll get you out of whatever situation you’re in.”

“Thank you, Nat.” You replied, turning to hug her. “Are you sure y’all wanna take on my crazy?”

“We took on Hangman” She shrugged, smirking at Jake. “We’ll happily take on his cooler sister.”

“Ouch, Phoenix.” Jake teased, “You wound me. You’re not wrong though, Tulip here has always been cooler than me.”

“You’re so full of it, Jakey.” You laughed, “You’ve always been the more sociable, outgoing, life of the party… I’m stupidly shy and awkward in groups.”

“Still cooler.” He maintained, smiling softly at you. “Come on, let’s go see Princess G and her reaction to the jets. I actually wanna get a picture of her with me in my jet that I can print and take with me when I fly.”

“You are the biggest softy when it comes to that little girl.” You said, smiling at Jake. “She’s got you wrapped around her pinky.”

“Yeah….well… her mom has had me wrapped around her finger since she was born too.” Jake winked, tugging your hair gently. “Seems to be a family trait.”

As the three of you walked outside you stood back a bit, watching the looks that Phoenix kept sneaking towards Jake. You knew she was seeing him in a whole new light and liked this version of your brother. You decided to make it your new mission to make these two stubborn people realize they were in love. Your own love life was in shambles, but you would do anything you could to make sure your brother was happy.

When you made it outside, you saw Bradley still holding Gracie, but she was now on his shoulders so she could better see the planes. She looked like she was in her element, happy and comfortable to be with the other aviators. Bradley was a natural with her. You wished your daughter had been blessed with a better father than the one that you’d been stuck with. Thankfully, she had Jake in her life as a positive role model and if you stuck around here she’d have lots of other male….and female role models.

“Hey Princess G!” Jake called, once he was closer, “Wanna sit in Uncle Jakey’s plane?”

“Fwy pwanes!” She clapped, now reaching down to her uncle.

“We can’t actually go in the sky today, Princess but you can pretend.” He said, “Someday, I’ll take you up in a plane.”

“If Uncle Jakey gets his way, you’ll be a pilot before Kindergarten.” You laughed.

“If not Kindergarten then for sure by the end of elementary school.” Bradley agreed “Gotta teach ‘em young!”

“Apparently” You said, shaking your head, “I don’t mind though. I couldn't ask for better people to be in her life.”

“She’s an amazing little girl.” Bradley said, smiling at you. “I’d say you’re doing a great job on your own, Y/N. But having some extra hands on deck isn’t a bad thing.” “It’s nice to know I’ve got backup now.” You agreed, “Thank you…for everything. And for being so wonderful with her. Apart from her uncle, you’re probably her favorite person.”

“She makes it easy” He shrugged, “Her mom’s pretty easy to like too.”

You could feel a blush creep up your neck and over your face at his words. Butterflies erupting in your belly. It had been so long since a man had made you feel anything remotely close to positive. You figured he was just being kind though.

“Thank you, Bradley.” You replied,offering a smile, “You’re a pretty likable guy too.”

You both watched as Jake climbed into his jet, Phoenix on the ladder behind him holding Gracie until he was seated. Once Jake was settled in the jet, Phoenix handed Gracie up to him. He put her on his lap, making sure to hold on to her tightly, being that the cockpit was high off the ground.

“Jake!” You yelled up, getting his attention, “Smile”

Jake got Gracie’s attention, pointing to where you were standing, your phone poised to capture the moment.

Gracie looks at you with a dimpled smile, matching her uncle’s. You quickly snapped several pictures of the dynamic duo, before giving a thumbs up. With pictures over, Gracie returns her attention to all of the dials and interesting parts of the plane. You can see Jake patiently pointing things out to her and talking to her. Both clearly in their element.

“We’ve got a new aviator joining Top Gun?” Mav asked, coming to stand by Bradley. “She looks like a natural. Might give you a run for your money, Phoenix.”

“I hope so, Mav.” She replied. “I’ll happily be second to her.”

“Admiral Simpson wants the Daggers to run maneuvers with the new Top Gun class later next week, so after lunch we’re all meeting in the briefing room to go over expectations.” Mav informed them. “We’ll catch Hangman up tomorrow, then you all will have Friday thru Sunday off before a full and hectic week.”

“Sounds good,” Bradley said, “I never turn down a 3 day weekend.”

“Same.” Phoenix agreed.

“Just try to stay out of trouble.” Mav requested, giving a pointed look at both the aviators. “And keep the rest out of trouble.”

“I take zero responsibility for that crazy lot.” Phoenix said, “That would be a full time job all on its own and I’m too busy being a badass female aviator.”

“You have that title on lockdown.” You offered, “I don’t even have to see you fly to know it. Plus Jake usually fills me in on how awesome you are.”

“Hangman talks to you about my flying skills?” She asked, baffled by the idea and unsure how to process this information.

“Yeah. He really thinks a lot about you and is very impressed by your skills. He talks about the whole squad and brags on how amazing you all are.” You confirmed, “But he’s known you longer, so I’ve heard more about you.”

“There’s a lot more to Seresin than meets the eye.” Mav said, not surprised by this new information. “He actually reminds me a lot of myself when I was his age. He’s cocky, sure, but that’s just one of his many sides.”

“Exactly!” You replied, “I’ve told him often he needs to let you all get to know the real him, and I think he’s starting to show you pieces of that person.”

“He is.” Bradley confirmed, “We’ve seen more of the Jake up there in the plane with his niece and less of Hangman since the last mission. I have a feeling we’ll be seeing even more now that you and Gracie are here. He needs y’all as much as you need him.”

“I would say that’s a very fair assessment.” Mav agreed.

You glanced at Phoenix, watching as she watched Jake, as if really seeing him for the first time. A small smile spread across her face watching him interact with Gracie.

“They really are kinda adorable together.” She remarked, the soft smile remaining on her face.

“They always have been.” You confirmed, “You should have seen him with her when she was a baby.”

“Looks like Gracie is ready to get down.” Mav noticed, watching the duo in the plane. He walks over to the jet, climbing the ladder to take Gracie from Jake so that Jake could climb out of the jet as well.

Once on the ground again, Jake put Gracie back on his shoulders as the three of them came back to join you.

“Did you have fun, Baby Girl?” You asked, reaching up for your daughter. She happily left her perch on her Uncle’s shoulders to be with her momma.

“Mommy, me fwy!” Gracie said happily.

“I saw that!” You answered, “You did so good too! You’re a natural like Uncle Jakey.”

“She’ll be flying with us in no time.” Bradley said.

“Mommy, me hungwy.” Gracie said.

“Ok, Baby Girl.” You replied, “Uncle Jakey, Princess G needs lunch.”

“You got it Princess G!” Jake said.

“I’ll call you after work and fill you in on our afternoon briefing.” Bradley said, “We’re all off on Friday though.”

“Ok….” Jake said, confused, having missed the conversation with Mav.

“Maybe we can get the squad all together and take Gracie to see some animals.” Bradley suggested, “Although with the Squad, Gracie may be the adult and in charge.”

“Now that I can believe.” Mav laughed. “Having been in charge of you all… I completely believe Gracie will be the one in charge.”

“The zoo sounds fun.” You smiled, “Gracie loves animals.”

“Perfect.” Jake said, “Rooster, can you let everyone know? We can work out the details tomorrow.”

“Sure.” Bradley agreed, “Have a great rest of your day, Princess G. Enjoy your lunch!”

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After leaving base, Jake takes you at a diner on the way home. After ordering cheeseburgers, fries, and milkshakes for the adults and chicken nuggets and fries with milk for Gracie, you and Jake sit talking.

“Would it be stupid if I said I wouldn’t mind going back to college?” You asked, staring at the table.

“Absolutely not.” Jake assured you, “You should one hundred percent go back to college if that is what you want to do, Tulip.”

“You don’t think I’m too old?” You asked, finally looking up at your brother.

“Your’re 26, Y/N.” Jake laughed, “That’s not old. What do you think you want to study?”

“I’m not completely sure… I know I don’t want to do anything with my original degree though.” You answered, “That feels like part of my old life that I want nothing to do with.”

“That’s fair…so a fresh start?” Jake asked.

“Yeah.” You replied, “I absolutely love kids… I was thinking maybe I could become a teacher?”

“I think you’d make an amazing teacher, Tulip.” Jake said confidently. “We will make it happen, if that’s what you want.”

“Jake, you’re already doing too much.” You said, “I can’t ask you to take on anything else. I will get student loans and I can get daycare while I’m in classes… and maybe I can work on campus if I even get accepted of course.”

“First of all,” Jake said, “there is no such thing as ‘too much’ when it comes to you and Gracie. Secondly, let me check to see if you’d qualify for any programs for scholarships or financial support through the Navy, being my baby sister. Third, daycare is fine as a sometimes needed support but when I’m off I will keep Gracie. I’m sure there will be other volunteers to hang out with Princess G too. No arguments.”

“You’re very stubborn, you know that?” You stated, rolling your eyes. “I love you, Jakey, Thank you.”

“I love you too, Tulip.” He replied, smiling warmly, “I have to be stubborn with you because you’re the most hard-headed person I know. And stop thanking me.”

The food arrived before you could argue anymore. Everyone digging into their food.

“Mav put me in touch with a few Navy lawyers that suggested some really good civilian lawyers in the area that would be willing and able to take your case.” Jake said, “One of them specializes in family law and has a great reputation for helping women stuck in bad situations.”

“Probably costs a small fortune though.” You sighed, “I really do need to find a job, Jake.”

“Let’s focus on one thing at a time.” He answered, “Call her and see if you can get an appointment for a consultation. We’ll go from there.”

“I hate it when you make sense.” You said grudgingly.

Jake just laughed, tossing a fry at you, which made Gracie erupt into a fit of giggles.

Later that afternoon, while Gracie napped, you made the call to the Lawyer. Her secretary scheduled you an appointment for a consultation the next afternoon. You knew Jake had to work, so you’d have to take Gracie with you. When you told Jake, he told you to take your old phone with you but wait to turn it on until you got to the office.

“I’m actually kind of surprised he hasn’t started blowing up your phone, Jakey.” You commented, knowing Trent had Jake’s number and had figured out by now where you’d gone.

“He has.” Jake simply shrugged, “He sent me several text messages that I just forwarded to your number and then delete.”

“I’m so sorry you’re in the middle of this.” You said, sighing.

“Stop.” Was his only reply.

“What do you want for dinner tomorrow night?” You asked, changing the subject. “Anything you want. I’ll stop at the store if I have to and grab stuff after my appointment with the lawyer.”

“Tulip…”Jake started, but you interrupted him.

“Nope, don’t want to hear it.” You replied “I know what you’re gonna say but I am cooking my brother a kick ass dinner of his choosing tomorrow night. So what’s it gonna be?”

“I wouldn’t turn down some good barbeque.” Jake replied, knowing when he was fighting a losing battle.

“Chicken, pork, or beef?” You asked.

“Surprise me.” He smiled, “But as long as you’re offering… can you make some of your famous honey cornbread muffins too?”

“I can absolutely do that for you, Jakey.” You smiled. “If you want, you can invite your friends over, I always make enough food to feed an army … or Navy when I cook.”

“I’ll see who’s available.” He promised, “But I’m sure once they hear homecooking they’ll be here.”

You opened up the notes app on your new phone and made note of what you’d need from the store. You figured you’d get stuff to bake a dessert too. You knew Jake loved a coconut cake, but you weren’t sure about others, so you opted for a chocolate cake of some sort.

“Were you interested in going to the zoo on Friday?” Jake asked, “I think the squad wanted to go too…which means Princess G will be absolutely spoiled.”

“Yeah!” You said, “That sounds like a lot of fun. It’s also a good way to show off your softy Uncle Jakey side to Nat…”

“Oh my God, Tulip” Jake said, rolling his eyes, “I’m telling you, she barely tolerates me most days.”

“It’s so adorable how clueless you are.” You teased, “Simply adorable.”

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137: Dec 7

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MM Anon

MM ANON …… subpoenaed to swim uphill…… “withdrawal with notoriety”……… “pony!! “ she has no fear Catherine”……… “wherever did she get this wilfulness ?…… YOU!!!!…… “Philip will help me write it!!”……… “caution ma’am”……… “no colourful language”…… “ are you pensive LG��…… “frighteningly apprehensive ma’am”…… “I trust my subjects”………”one communicates with Netflix” ………”OMG😱😱”……”The Diana Years”……” it’s confidential LG!!”

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻THANK YOU MM ANON🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

December 7/2019 RIDDLE #137. 1105 hrs CST

subpoenaed to swim uphill…… “withdrawal with notoriety”

PA has sunk so far so fast! He has a far way to climb to pull himself up. Swimming , will he have to, be forced to cross the Atlantic and go to the F.B.I. Instead of them coming to London? He will have to give interviews to the F.B.I. and likely to French authorities investigating JE and GM. Another woman in America has now come forth with accusations. He will need to voluntarily or be subpoenaed be compelled to be interviewed. Whether he will be required to go to America or the authorities travel to London there is no hiding for him. Again, the usage of swimming makes me pretty certain that he will be compelled to go to America! This is so shocking and unprecedented. His life has been completely pulled out from under him, the long friendship with JE and GM has resulted in this. Normally it’s withdrawal from society, but he has become such a pariah now to the Royal family he has become notorious and strong calls for justice and stripping his HRH status. I dare suggest he will not be seen publicly again and despite British law saying a Royal cannot be arrested in palaces or in front of the reigning Monarch, there is no hiding for him. PC and PW will not allow it and HMTQ, despite the constant rumours for years as the favourite son, can no longer shield him. Annus horribulus 10.0 not 2.0!!!!

“pony!! “ she has no fear Catherine”……… “wherever did she get this wilfulness ?…… YOU!!!!……

Little Lottie, she has such a strong!!! Personality!!! Love and adore her! She is jonesing for a pony for Christmas big time! Sounds like William and Catherine and giving a go at each other about where this strong will comes from! 🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂. As my mum used to say, better to be a leader than a follower in a child!

“Philip will help me write it!!”……… “caution ma’am”……… ““no colourful language”…… “ are you pensive LG”…… “frighteningly apprehensive ma’am”…… “I trust my subjects”………

Big discussion between HMTQ and LG. HMTQ will along with PP be writing a statement, likely video, about PA, and possibly the change to Regency when she is 95. No specifics regarding accusations, none proven but the drums are beating louder and louder for PA to face law enforcement investigators. TO BE CLEAR I AM NOT IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM THAT HE IS GUILTY SO PLEASE DONT JUMP ON ME PLEASE!!! Well l dare say, the public wants his HRH status gone, l think HMTQ may not go that far. LG is extremely concerned about how this is all going to go over with the public and advises caution. To him to saying frighteningly apprehensive there is more going on! Madam is figuring into this somehow. Long been rumours of some associations with SoHo and the Rchildren family in Canada, l am not typing their name! This is one big soup of filth. Is PA a victim in it? Really naive about JE and GM? There needs to be answers for investigators. HMTQ is placing trust in the public accepting what her decisions are, let’s pray she is correct. Who are the backers behind this endless assault on the BRF? I think truly it’s a combination of attack and in the case of PA really crappy judgement and having the highest ego of doing and living without ever answering to anyone which PC has found very frustrating at best, and at worst who knows what the at worst truly is. All told this is horrible, just horrible.

”one communicates with Netflix” ………”OMG😱😱”……”The Diana Years”……” it’s confidential LG!!”

We know HMTQ and PP, and likely other Royal family members are binge watching The Crown onNetflix. Are we to believe HMTQ is in communication with the producers as consultant?? THAT IS SHOCKING!!! Sharing her perspective on Diana and her time with the family. Shocking, outs it mildly. But it’s strictly confidential!! Wonder if there are more secrets or details to come. I wish that Diana could be left alone, she been gone for so long and people still trying to make $$$££££€€€ off of her!

I want to say to HMTQ, PC, PW and the York family and the entire family, my prayers are with you. No one is immune to justice in 2019, unless you’re a backer. PA is being the sacrificial lamb when the alleged list of Je snd GM friends and visitors to his island and homes are well known public and polite figures. You all know who they are. Will they be crucified like PA?? I dare say, Justice is not equal and we all know that!

1140 hrs Thank you MM ANON glad l could do this before my wonderful Christmasy day starts with my friend!

GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦

Thank you PG. Seems much still going on in the background….I can’t wait for HM’s speech. Greatly appreciate this, thank you!😊💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

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138: Dec 8

💜💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻THANK YOU MM ANON🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

December 8/2019. RIDDLE #138. 1300 hrs CST

not an engaging situation

my LITTLE pony

WOC-less

We’re just mild about Harry

a charitable laundromat

expenses,expenses

“it’s a Multi million business, trim it”

hangers OFF!!

“twas the night before Christmas”

a conservative Royalist

12th night

morning sic - ness

“ say goodnight Gracie”

1405 hrs CST. GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦

Thank you PG! Interesting….waiting for the 12th. Much appreciated 😊💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

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139: Dec 9

MM ANON ……… Re-Hab-itual behaviour ……” Gone In sixty seconds”…… ( six weeks?) ……… no sight, sound or visual,no optics???? …… old photos, photo shops and disinformation!!……… “ there OK, ma’am!!”…… “ones duty is, keep muddying the waters”…… The Peoples Princess, WHAT!!! ……… “capitalise on it ma’am”…… “AMERICA”…… “are you a gambling man LG?”……… “ only on absolutes”…… Charlotte’s wish-list Web 🤣🐴🦄🎼💕……… “what’s that racket basil”… “It’s Brahms, Brahms 4th racket”🤣🤣🤣🤣

Thank you😊❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

💜💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻THANK YOU MM ANOM🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

December 9/2019. 1715 hrs CST RIDDLE #139

Re-Hab-itual behaviour

Invisibility, when one is used to constant visibility breeds rumours of all sorts. Is she/they in rehab? What is she up to! Where is she up to it? Is she incarcerated, in custody, in psych care, in SoHo, in Siberia? Where where where? What is she up to? Hobbies, yachting, hiding out, in an opium den in the Far East?? Her irregular patterns or behaviour are regular, so some of these must be correct, maybe even a combination of them.

“ Gone In sixty seconds”…… ( six weeks?) ……… no sight, sound or visual,no optics???? …… old photos, photo shops and disinformation!!

It’s a film , l have not seen, because you all know by now, the films l prefer. Will she gone after this six weeks? Is she already gone? There has been nothing new at all, in any media format! The only ‘new’ was last weeks Instagram of a years old visit to Hubb bakery with photos so poorly photoshopped it MUST HAVE BEEN done purposefully! A blind individucoukd see the horrible photoshopped job. Her hairstyle was different in two of the photos! So again, disinformation, love how a makeup les Adele was squeezed in at the top, unrecognizable without her trademark black eyeliner!

“ there OK, ma’am!!”…… “ones duty is, keep muddying the waters”……

LG assuring HMTQ they are ok. HMTQ feeling strong that her duty and instructions being followed are to continue to muddy the waters, sew seeds of confusion regarding madam. Her sugars are falling off the sticky cone like flies who normally stick to it!!

The Peoples Princess, WHAT!!! ……… “capitalise on it ma’am”…… “AMERICA”…… “are you a gambling man LG?”……… “ only on absolutes”

Madams goal/obsession has been to be Diana 2.0, sacrile en Francais! She wants to be America’s Princess now, they don’t have titles there but the truth has never ever stopped her before. HMTQ enquiring of LG his gamesmanship! He replies only on things he knows, sees, can confirm 100%! Madam is counting on her home country to Dave her and welcome her as their princess huh, nary princess, THEIR QUEEN!!

Charlotte’s wish-list Web 🤣🐴🦄🎼💕

Our Princess Charlotte, yes of course loves her unicorns, but a living breathing rideable horse, THATS THE TICKET! Christmas gift! She is singing her pleas for one, with all the sweetness that we know a little girl can muster, and l have no doubt she can muster with the best of them!💜💜💜💜💜💜 If she cannot have a pony, or even if she can, she still wants a unicorn, this is the song sheet she is reading from!

“what’s that racket basil”… “It’s Brahms, Brahms 4th racket”🤣🤣🤣🤣

Every time l hear Basil, l go straight to Barcelona and Fawlty Towers in Torkey , or kortey, or yer knot , orketort.. etc etc If you are fans of the classic you will immediately undestand my letter switching and no doubt be laughing madly now. The episode where Basils wife Sybil, henpecks him, well that’s every episode🤣🤣, but the one about him needing to do two tasks, the menu and hang a picture, but he is listening to music Brahms 4 th, is hilarious! I am not sure how this relates to things. I am rather out of the loop today. I haven’t read a paper, no tv, nothing, not the blog except to find the riddle. Please forgive.

THANK YOU DEAR MM ANON for the Fawlty Towers memories, l grew up on that and Monty Python!!! Back when CBC was more BBC than CBC!!! The good old days😊.

1745 hrs CST

Thank you😊❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Thank you so much dear PG….sounds great. Much appreciated 😊💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

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140: Dec 11

MM ANON …… Predictions Guaranteed …… W&K increases commitment …… 🎼”no other love have i”🎼……… mummy serves a Christmas ace……4-0-tee-love…… advantage HMTQ …… nutmeg, FAULT!! …… DOUBLE FAULT!!…… Game, Set and scratch🤣🤣🤣…… “ these are actors,as I foretold you “………” thar’s gold in them thar Hills”………… 🎼”HOLLYWOOOOOOOD”🎼……… “An exit strategy LG.”……🎄seasonal Sandringham🎄…… “I WANT A POOOOOOOOONY” ,please.🎅🎅😘😘😘………… “ ask your father!!……… ask your mother!! ……… ask Gan Gan. !!😂😂😂

💜💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻THANK YOU MM ANON🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

THANK YOU FOR YOUR HUMBLING WORDS TODAY💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

SORRY KIDS THIS IS SO LATE MY INSOMNIA CAUGHT UP,WITH ME 😴😴😴💤💤💤

DECEMBER 11/2019 riddle sent December 10/2019

RIDDLE #140. 0155 hrs CST

Predictions Guaranteed …… W&K increases commitment

Well hints and interpretations are 100% guaranteed! For the millionth type l shall type OUR CATHERINE IS PREGNANT!! CONGRATULATIONS-GLORIOUS-WONDROUS-BLESSED-LATIONS!!

With PA off the roster, they both, despite their growing family needs will need to pick up the slack, as it were, left by PA absence. It’s going to be a mighty big juggling act to be sure!

🎼”no other love have i”🎼

The unbeatable team of Rodgers and Hammerstein, in fact listening to Perry Como right now. He sings the lyrics of true love so beautifully, his voice is like liquid floating through the lyrics and notes. This is definitely magic how the two intertwine. It is an absolute reference , the team of R and H, Perry Como’s liquid intertwining of the nites and lyrics, absolute comparison to how William and Catherine’s love and the relationship intertwines. That’s so beautiful MM ANON!THANK YOU!

mummy serves a Christmas ace……4-0-tee-love…… advantage HMTQ

Well an ace is a tennis term, a serve so good, no matter how skilled the opponent is, or thinks they are, it cannot be returned. MM ANON has used a number of tennis terms in this riddle. Forty love mean one person has 40 score and love means zero. Advantage means the one player needs just one more to take the game! Ok let’s interpret! We will all know, well l have already know based on observation alone,not by consultation of spirits, that Catherine is pregnant! The palace will release an official announcement as a Christmas gift to all! Forty love? Well Catherine will have four and madam zero OF THE BODY!! ! Remember that little law, that will be important in legal days in the future for madam! Thusly, the advantage is ours of course but it further secures the Monarchy!!! Plus it’s marvellous!

nutmeg, FAULT!! …… DOUBLE FAULT!!

A fault in tennis is simply that, a serve that hits the net etc. Archificial fault one, is she planning another fauxmegnancy? Madam has made so many mistakes/faults, l have no doubt she will be seething to find out. Catherine is pregnant and will pull another fauxmegnancy!

Game, Set and scratch🤣🤣🤣

The Crown wins if course,due to the law l just spoke about. MM ANON is being cheeky here because of all the photos we see of madam , sometimes in gowns, scratching her vag. It’s disgusting, there are always people around too. I have never in my life seen any woman do that EVER! Except her!

“ these are actors,as I foretold you “………”

Huh, this makes me wonder as our dear skipoy has often said, are her ‘family’ paid a tors and not really her family? This would be unbelievable but then London Scoop told us this several years ago. I think we should be prepared for everything and anything. As far as JE too, expect anything because l think the world will change once all that information is out. Just as Prince Andrew and HE GAS NOT EVEN BENN INTERVIEWED OR CHARGED!!

thar’s gold in them thar Hills”…………

That goes back to 1849, used to. All them the 49 ‘res, no l did have to look that up, just sing oh my darling clementine, it’s in there. They went in droves to the west both Canada and America seeking their fortune, some made it, most didn’t. Is madam hoping to live in the Hollywood Hills like a star and live the life? She is sadly delusional!

🎼”HOLLYWOOOOOOOD”🎼……… ““An exit strategy LG.”……

HMTQ with LG, in discussion, are they using this as an exit strategy to rid themselves of madam?? Setting her up there, or telling her this, the law will come a calling, for certain the IRS. This confuses me, l think these clues are for Miss Rachel! Are you salivating Rachel? Thinking HMTQ, or what do you call her again? Refresh me? Rachel, they are going to put you in the most gorgeous massive mansion, fill your bank and simply let you and archficial leave, after the terror you have wrought. Ok Rachel stop reading now, your part is done. after the terror you have wrought. IF YOU THINK THAT, YOU’RE MORE DELUSIONAL THAT I THOUGHT!

🎄 seasonal Sandringham🎄

The usual traditions of a Sandringham Christmas will be marvellous and enjoyed by all. No madam, the first time after two years of her being there!

“I WANT A POOOOOOOOONY” ,please.🎅🎅😘😘😘………… “ ask your father!!……… ask your mother!! ……… ask Gan Gan. !!😂😂😂

Yes dear Charlotte continues her jonesing for a pony!! Did they take her to see Santa and she begged as hard as she puked and as loudly as she coukd🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂. Santa , as Santa does with requests such as this, redirected her to ask her mum her dad, if that fails ask again Gan who loves horses to bits, pardon the pun!!

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Thank you death PG…this looks great..Charlotte wants that pony! Thank you for always getting our riddles done!🙏🏻💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

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141: Dec 11

MM ANON ………🎼 jingle smells, jingle smells 🎼……… 🎼” I’m dreaming of a POC Christmas”🎼…… “ no Christmas chemicals or alcohol in re-hab”……… “ on a whiter note”…… “ come on Lottie ‘ aunties found a little pony” …… “ So !!! You caved darling.”…… “well ‘ it’s Christmas!!”……… “not turkey ‘ Dover sole!!”… “ but it’s tradition Philip”……“ f**** tradition !!”…… “I’ll inform Sydney”…… “are you going to announce it old thing?”…… ANOTHER COUNTRY … “He’s a brilliant speech writer” …… “you’ll bloody need it

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻THANK YOU MM ANON🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

December 11/2019 RIDDLE #141. 1050 hrs CST

…🎼 jingle smells, jingle smells 🎼……… 🎼” I’m dreaming of a POC Christmas”🎼

The proper lyrics are Jingle Bells, and White Christmas. Everything madam, who has gone from self identifying as Caucasian to self identifying as a woman of colour, has done smells, smells off! Not in terms of scent, although many say her personal care lacks majorly! Her behaviours, merching, and on and on don’t pass the smell test meaning something isn’t right. And in this case, of madam, TRUER WORDS HAVE NEVER BEEN SPOKEN! Her sugars and many others are dropping her, no one can find her!

“ no Christmas chemicals or alcohol in re-hab”

Madam is likely court mandated to rehab and for a psych evaluation in preparation for court.Substances are banned for obvious reasons, searches are done on admission and fairly routinely whilst they are in groups etc. People try and sneak things in, that’s why there is a blanket drags on visitors usually for 90 days. So there are ways of getting stuff, but it’s tricky, uncouth staff being one, but they don’t last long. So the medical detox done, now come the “ work” of dealing with issues leading to use, and the beginning of learning new life skills and the long permanent rode to sobriety and keeping oneself sober. Madam is likely forced into rehab, which we know will not be a permanent solution but they want her clean for being charged! And assessed and cleared of any or diagnosed if any psychiatric diagnosis is present. This is all essential before any court case, common practice.

“ on a whiter note”…… “ come on Lottie ‘ aunties found a little pony” …… “ So !!! You caved darling.”…… “well ‘ it’s Christmas!!”……… “

Whose hoping for a white Christmas? Probably every child in the world. Where l am this morning -33C ish, so l would/will be ever so happy to share! I do believe Zara and her mum have intervened into Charlotte’s horse dilemma/battle🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂. William and Catherine are fighting a losing battle , no stables at KP, but l believe a few do exist on England and funnily enough l do believe close family members have ridden for decades AND have stables! So there is a plan in the works, pony has been purchased, a white one from sounds of it, stable arrangements made. Now her lifelong love of horses and fun begins. There was no fighting it, it’s most definitely in her genes!

“not turkey ‘ Dover sole!!” “ but it’s tradition Philip”……“ f**** tradition !!”…… “I’ll inform Sydney”…… “”are you going to announce it old thing?”

HMTQ and PP discussing aspects of upcoming Christmas. Menu is to NOT contain turkey traditional Dover sole. After all the hoopla of madam and Thanksgiving PR, nobody ever wants to hear turkey again!! Trying to convince PP it’s tradition, although l thought goose was traditional what do l know?? PP kindly gives his opinion, no turkey and no tradition!! Sydney, as we all know by now, is His Man, as we used to say, his Valet as now would be said. PP asking if she is going to announce the Regency in 18 eighteen months when she turns 95. No reply but l am certain we will be told if and when she feels is the right and proper time, as she has always done.

ANOTHER COUNTRY … “He’s a brilliant speech writer” “you’ll bloody need it

I wonder if this is not regarding tonight diplomats banquet and her speech. I thought HMTQ’s speeches were written by herself. I do think there is massive concern regarding tomorrow’s election, if LABOUR wins, active work to dismantle the Monarchy will be underway. England will no longer be England as we know it to be, despite it changing with immigration, this would be a primordial change of titanic proportions! I am NOT EXAGGERATING!!

As far as HMTQ announcing Catherine’s pregnancy via speech that would be unprecedented, it’s usual an office statement released by KP. I think this is more relation to the next words she utters following the election, the Monarch is to remain apolitical. The next opening of parliament speech is always traditionally written by the PM. I am not certain which speech this is other than the last possible which when all other options ruled out, must be the one, l learned from Sherlock, it is her Christmas speech/message. I am certain this will be a very difficult speech because it truly has been a terrible year and pending election results it could be outright horrific.

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Thank you dear PG….what will tomorrow bring….very insightful deciphering indeed! 😊💜💜💜💜💜💜

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142: Dec 12

MM ANON ………emeralds should do the trick …… they certainly did…… W&K the lovers knot ………💍 a ring (Rock) of ages…… No Sin-ders you WON’T go to the ball😂😂……… 🎼”re-hab’ I said ,know know know!!!”🎼…… “ we ALL KNOW nutmeg!!”…… “GOD’ she’s in all the papers Philip”…… “ I see, she’s beautiful old thing”…… “she shines Philip”……… Wanta Konta and Kate🎾🎾…… Boris the spider…… “ doesn’t matter who you vote for, the government get in !!”…… sneezing ponytails 🐴🐴

💜💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻THANK YOU MM ANON🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

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emeralds should do the trick …… they certainly did…… W&K the lovers knot ………💍 a ring (Rock) of ages…… No Sin-ders you WON’T go to the ball😂😂

Well we were not all gobsmacked last night?? We saw HMTQ dripping in gorgeous emeralds and THE tiara!!! Catherine looked divine in blue velvet just dripping in diamonds!!! As l posted last night HMTQ sent those out to defeat her, those backers and individuals attacking her and her family AND the Monarchy that she is strong and has been vastly underestimated!! Catherine was right behind her. The full future of the Monarchy was solidly supremely gloriously on full display! Nary a sign of any undercurrents or any serious issues going on! NOW THATS THE TRUE BRITISH STIFF UPPER LIP!!

Catherine looked a star in the Lovers Knot tiara, the Hyderabad necklace, which HMTQ received as a wedding gift, actually the gift was hers to choose and that’s what she chose! Catherine was wearing a massive diamond and something?? Unsure ring on her right hand. I have never seen her wearing a ring on her right hand. I haven’t seen any really clear photos nor any attribution of the ring. Cinderella, ended up going to the ball, thanks to some mice and her fairy god,other! Our madam aka Sin-ders, sinderblock ??jail?incarceration? Looming?? Regardless of her present locale or her future, she was not invited nor welcomed nor present at the ball!!

🎼”re-hab’ I said ,know know know!!!”🎼…… “ we ALL KNOW nutmeg!!”

Classic I song by the gone too soon, Amy Winehouse. Madam is most definitely in rehab, and EVERYONE KNOWS! Is there truth to her trying to get into our country, Canada 🇨🇦, and was turned away? I would say then she is rehabbing in America which makes most sense due to frame of reference and long term sobriety. I wish that for her. If she eloped from rehab, that’s the term we used, she could be in rehab near the border. There are some awesome rehabs that have a strong outdoors focus, team building, skills etc.

“GOD’ she’s in all the papers Philip”…… “ I see, she’s beautiful old thing”…… “she shines Philip”

HMTQ and PP having a morning phone call, checking in and talking about the massive success the Annual Diplomatic Ball at Buckingham Palace. I believe HMTQ, greatly misses having PP by her side, not that she shows it, but how on earth could she not? And him as well, not missing the formal stuff but hearing the crack and being with HMTQ. They are absolutely delighted with Cather! With good reason! No one EVER EVER could have imagined or dreamt up a better partner for William, God’s Divine Handwork! She has fully come into her own, her confidence is unbelievable and she just oozes beauty, class and as if she were born a blood Royal!!!

Wanta Konta and Kate🎾🎾

We know Catherine loves tennis! She is the Patron of Wimbledon. Roger Federer is a friend and rumours of him playing with her and giving her lessons. Wants Kanta has me super duper stumped! I am ashamed but the urban dictionary definition of Wonta is a girl who doesn’t know what she is doing, sorry Catherine 🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂 using the same source, a Konya is a handsome man, great personality and a MASSIVE ‘racquet’.🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂 I don’t know about the size of his ‘racquet’🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂 but a Roger is handsome and Catherine, sorry , maybe seriously needs help with her tennis game. I must say, before these riddles, I NEVER KNEW THE URBAN DICTIONARY EXISTED!MM ANON HOW ON EARTH DO YOU KNOW THESE THING??🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂

Boris the spider…… “ doesn’t matter who you vote for, the government get in !!”

Boris Johnson has made a very trick web starting way back when he misled HMTQ into proroguing parliament. Today’s election results will show if his webs have been effective in a minority government, a majority or an astounding loss. I read today the BBC political reporter made a major error talking about the results of the mail in votes which is not permitted until polls close. I shall not repeat what she said, you can find it online. The last line is funny, because in an election you’re electing a government so of course one will get in!🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂

sneezing ponytails 🐴🐴

I think, l fear our little Lottie may have a wee allergy to her pony! Or horses in general. That will work itself out, she will outgrow. It’s in her blood to ride and be a horsewoman her entire life. A tradition from HMTQ and even Queen Victoria!

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Thank you so much dear PG! Looks great! Poor Charlotte! She must have her mother’s allergy…..poor baby! Much appreciated PG!😊💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

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143: Dec 13

MM ANON …… Cor’ bin a long night!!…… “ Darling ‘ it’s an allagee-gee” ……” majori-ty and crumpets ma’am”…… “ “That’s all ,I’m orf to Sandringham”……… George&Kate set and match…”that’s it Lottie ‘ walk on !!”…… “ I did it auntie Zara”…… “ Ducks in a row then Netty?”……… “Nurse!! What’s the bleeding time”?…… A little procedure!!…… “ the lids screwed down ma’am”……… “ones writing ones screech”…… “he’s coming Philip!!” …… “backlash old thing?”………… “it’s a Norwegian Blue Philip 😂😂”

💜💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻THANK YOU MM ANON🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

December 13/2019. RIDDLE #143. 1005 hrs CST

Cor’ bin a long night!!

Oh Jimmy Crickets a sound! SOUND!!! RESOUNDING DEFEAT OF JEREMY CORBYN AND THE LABOUR PARTY! THANK GOD NO THREAT TO THE MONARCHY! Massive blow to the ego of JC and the celebrities whose importance and opinions they deemed were of superior importance to the populace. People turned out in droves giving BOJO and the Conservatives a resounding majority government. I know we don’t talk politics but now the British people’s vote for Brexit can progress and no more talk of ridding of the Monarchy. Other issues continue, but will be far less prominent! The usage of Cor’ its a British phrase like Cor blimey, l don’t know the origin of Cor but l bet lots of you do!

“ Darling ‘ it’s an allagee-gee”

Catherine explaining to Charlotte the reason she is sneezing and stuffed up is because she has an allergy to horses. Terrifically cute to call it an allageegee💜💜💜💜💜💜

” majori-ty and crumpets ma’am”“ “That’s all ,I’m orf to Sandringham”

HMTQ and PP sharing breakfast. Major-ity play on the phrase tea and crumpets! MM ANON I LOVE YOUR SKILLS!! PP heading back to Wood Farm/ Sandringham.

George&Kate set and match…”

Sounds here like George is as keen at tennis as Catherine. They playing each other and likely both taking lessons. But a different WONTA KONTA THAN I WROTE ABOUT YESTERDAY HILARIOUS!!!!

“that’s it Lottie ‘ walk on !!”…… “ I did it auntie Zara”

Despite sniffles and being stuffed up, our dear Charlotte will outgrow those allergies and Zara, the consummate horsewoman is the best person to help her learn the ropes, pardon the pun! Learning to lead , and having success!! Confidence building and trust building with her pony! This is marvellous!!

“ Ducks in a row then Netty?”……… “

PP, speaking Lord Maldon or Netty his old pal, who, to those who do not know,l shall explain again because it’s very important now and will be in the coming days!! Jiminy 🦗Crickets!!! Ian Duncan Burnett, Baron Burnett of Maldon, is a British judge and the current Lord Chief Justice of England and Wales. PP checking in that everything is in place for legal issues related to madam!

“Nurse!! What’s the bleeding time”?…… A little procedure!!…… “

I wonder if PP is getting his flushot and it’s taking too long! That is not really a procedure,per se. The way the second line is written it’s a harumph, as if he was told it was little but turned out to be more. Could be a variety of tests, at his age, colonoscopy, DT scan etc. etc. I have not read anything about this in the papers.

“the lids screwed down ma’am”……… “ones writing ones screech”…… “he’s coming Philip!!” …… “backlash old thing?”

HMTQ working on her screech🤣🤣🤣😂, Christmas speech. The lid screwed down on what, the ink well? Why, so she won’t toss it at him? 🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂 NEVER NEVER!! Awaiting the arrival of the new PM for the formality of greeting the new PM and meeting with him. PP asking if she will get on him about misleading her to proroguing the government? The lids screwed down confuses me……

“it’s a Norwegian Blue Philip 😂😂”

Earlier this week, many royals attended the funeral of the car park king, Sir Donald Gosling. He left 50,000,000 £ for the Monarchy to put towards a new yacht!

This is flipping hilarious because my two favourite Monty Pythons Sketches are regarding Canadians and the Lumberjack song! I cannot tell you how often l was called that in Scotlad😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣. The other one is with the Norwegian Blue dead parrot🤣🤣🤣🤣😂, the guy tried returning it be he wasn’t happy with it.🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂 YOU MUST LOOK THEM UP, IM A LUMBERJACK AND IM OKAY. I SLEEP ALL NIGHT AND I WORK ALL DAY..OK EVERYBODY JOIN IN AND SING!

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Thank you PG! Well things seem so much brighter today. All is well….love it! Much appreciated PG!🙏🏻💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

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144: Dec 15

MM ANON ……… Blueeeeeeee velvet …… pop pop Poppins ……… she met Mary ………” Mmmmmm , a bit sneeeeezy”……… “ we’ll go and get something really silly for her” …… it’s not a phone, it’s a MPC…… “ it’s all very Cloak & dagger”…… “ Catherine, I’m deadly serious!!”……… “meals on bloody wheels!! piss orf”……… Shut down everything!! ………… “A new broom,old thing”…………… “ well, ones not amused “………… “I’ll inform Sydney”……… From Cromer!!……… “Cromer???”

💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻THANK YOU DEAR MM ANON🎄🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

RIDDLE #144

December 14/2019, however l am doing it December 15/2019 due to somebody napping the 14 th away😜🙄🤔. 0025 hrs CST

Just so you all know, l have not read any papers since this morning so, accuracies may be a bit funny🤣🤣🤣. Please forgive my typing errors etc, my left hand is very numb and the challenge of balancing my iPad and typing is more difficult. Yet we all know the riddles are meant for fun, yet l learn lots from MM ANON about so many things and l do my best to try and pass that on the my often elaborative explanations☃️❄️☃️🎄☺️🎄

Blueeeeeeee velvet …… pop pop Poppins …she met Mary

Catherine wore an absolutely gorgeous blue velvet gown by Sarah Burton for the House of McQueen to the Diplomats Annual Ball on the 11th of December. She was dripping in jewels and looked amazing. Velvet, animal print, all thing sparkles are so on trend right now!! However, anything Catherine wears looks fabulous. I love the sort of retro, 1940’s look she has been wearing the last year or so. The wide trousers she has worn on some day occasions, example the Chelsea Flower show, her garden, when she wore the linen coloured wide legs trousers reminded me so of Lauren Bacall or Katherine Hepburn. If you do not know either, they were amazing stars of Hollywood’s Golden Age, when films were films and magical! My favourite!! How long winded and elaborative am l? You can tell that l have rested!🤣🤣🤣😂😂☺️.

Mary Poppins has been a classic film and play. It has been recently redone on the big screen in film and is currently playing in the West End, the theatre district in London at the Prince Edward Theatre, l believe until June 2020 unless it’s run is extended. At the Royal Variety Performance show that was aired on ITV recently showed William and Catherine in the Royal Box. They also enjoyed several comedians especially one who jested about family issues and managing a busy household! They did meet the actors afterwards and there are pictures from that!

Blue Velvet is a classic Elvis Presley song. Black Beauty is a classic children’s book/film about a black pony. I wonder two things, does Charlotte want a blue velvet dress for Christmas like her mum wore so beautifully or does she want to name her pony Blue Velvet? I am strongly leaning to the latter, naming of her pony!!

Catherine has such a varied list of patronages, interests, and activities, she fascinates new! I marvel at her. My sister and l for years now have watched and greatly enjoyed the Great British Baking Show! We now have our own Canadian version!🇨🇦. The original GBBS, hosted by the amazing Mary Berry and Paul Hollywood. We won’t talk about him!🥺😤. Mary Berry is a woman of world renowned pastry and baking skills and author of many books. She and Catherine have worked on a Christmas tv special. A Berry Royal Christmaswill air on BBC One at 8.30pm on December 16. In the show, the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge will team up with Bake Off winner Nadiya Hussain and Mary Berry to create a festive feast for charity workers and volunteers who are working over Christmas. I hope CBC shows it!!!! Red velvet cake is a classic, might Charlotte want a blue velvet cake?? There are so many lovely interpretations of this marve riddle MM ANON💜🎄💜🎄💜🎄

Pop pop is often what grandfathers are called. I wonder if grandpa and grandma Middleton took Charlotte to see the play Mary Poppins? And Charlotte was able to meet the actress portraying Mary afterwards?? Or did they watch the new film and have popcorn ie pop pop during it? A few options here, all wonderful!!

” Mmmmmm , a bit sneeeeezy”……… “ we’ll go and get something really silly for her”

Catherine and William discussing dear Charlotte’s allergies to horsies/ponies. As parents do, they worry and want to do something for her. I wonder if she has some antihistamines OTC, over the counter or more likely seen the doctor and perhaps given some allergy medicine. I am sure she is so not happy to finally have a pony and then feeling yucky!! They will get her a treat of some kind to cheer her up, sounding like a fun jokey kind of thing. The royals are known for each gag/funny/silly gifts at Christmas 🎄.

it’s not a phone , it’s a MPC…… “ it’s all very Cloak & dagger”…… “ Catherine, I’m deadly serious!!”

William and Catherine are discussing security issues and things he learned during his time with MI6 a few months ago. I really wonder if that has been ongoing and started long before we were told publicly. Again, for the l don’t know how many times l have brought this up, but Harry’s wedding band IS NOT AN ORDINARY, RUN OF THE MILL, WEDDING BAND!! William is discussing a device, maybe looks like a phone but it’s not and does much more. Mobile Personal Communicator. Technology built into anything from something innocuous like perhaps a wedding band?? She is saying it sounds very spy-ish, 007, or cloak and dagger which is an old phrase used to describe the work that spies do. Now we often say intelligence, or in the field, when they are in the environment they need information/intelligence from. So is William talking about what has been part of his Royal trips recently or in the past? Or is he also talking about our Harry? I truly think both!!! Regardless, William is telling her how deadly extremely serious this device and reason for it’s use is!!!

meals on bloody wheels!! piss orf”……… Shut down everything!! ………… “A new broom,old thing”…………… “ well, ones not amused “………… “I’ll inform Sydney”……… From Cromer!!……… “Cromer???”

HMTQ and PP in conversation. It’s colder now, the 🔥 fire is lit and it’s roaring, crackling, and smells wonderful. The room is decked for Christmas, the smell of the Norwegian Blue tree is just fresh and ever so Christmasy 🎄. Both dressed with cozy wool sweaters and HMTQ a wrap over her lap. Meals on wheels, for shut-ins or elderly or people who have health issues, this is a fantastic program where a daily hot meal is brought, providing nutrition and a daily personal contact which is all many people have. We used to have that here. But TPTB in government, a year or so ago, cancelled Adult Day Care, which was a great day respite for spouses or caregivers of people with dementia or long term illness, aging issues, strokes etc etc. they would get a day off to do errands, cook, rest whatever, while the person needing help spent the day in care. So we have none of that now, no ADC or Meals on wheels and it’s been devastating. There is private meals on wheels now but it’s very expensive. ANYWAYS I DIGRESSED…. I cannot fathom why MOW would be an option for PP because he has a full staff at Wood Farm, however he is having none of it, judging by the comment l am assuming is his!

I do know the NHS has been a massive issue in the U.K. in terms of wait times etc. My sister listens to the monocle podcast. She told me that the NHS is sending patients to India for hip surgeries because it’s so much cheaper!

Shut down everything!! Double exclamation, is this to give everyone a good Christmas break after all the stress of the year? My first thought was electronics/devices/computers/ smart TVs etc etc. Has there been a hacking attempt? A virus? Shutdown and stop any intelligence theft or Trojans? Smart tv’s and things like Alexa or Echo, that follow voice commands to turn lights on, off, lock doors etc. I read yesterday about the Ring doorbell, being hacked so a man was attempting to speak with an 11 year old girl. I am unsure if this is what the shut everything down means, but it might be!

New broom for a New Year, New Years resolutions, changes, etc. Sweep out the old bring in new, fresh positive changes. To me, this is an absolute 🧹 sweeping out of madam and all the filth and evil she has wrought amongst the a Royal family, the U.K. and Commonwealth, the entire world also in terms of the Royal families reputation etc etc.

Alas l too wonder if this is also related to PA, sweeping out alleged accusations. Attacking him specifically, l am surely hoping all will be revealed about others , the backers, their plans and misdeeds etc etc. I pray and continue to pray for ⚖️ justice and people are made to face justice!!

HMTQ is not happy or amused about this, the used of the word amused makes me wonder if there was some cartoon in the paper or an article jesting about the Royal family or demanding changes. I truly do not know but she is not amused!

PP will inform Sydney, as we all know by now, but if it’s your first time, Sydney is PP long term valet. He knows and does anything and everything and is above reproach in the trust department!! Whatever is upsetting HMTQ is from Cromer! She is both shocked and uncertain at the same time. Cromer is a little town along the North coast of England in the county of Norfolk. Well known for its fishermen, especially crab!

I am stumped with Cromer! You have stumped me yet again MM ANON!! Unless it’s a continuation of a previous riddle, no turkey for Christmas sweep that out, bring in the new from a Cromer crab and seafood in abundance! Hence informing Sydney to make these changes in arrangements for the Christmas menu 🎄.

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Thank you PG, sharp as ever…thank you….interesting….leaves us pondering…much appreciated!💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

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145: Dec 15

MM ANON ………… 🎼” give a little, take a little”🎼…… “Mary, Mary, quite …………”……FBI , (under the stones)……… “ very succinct old thing”…… “ blunt’ Philip!”……… “its a beautiful yacht ma’am” ………… “ I fear 20, more than 19” ………TO THE VICTOR……”………… a little late dear friend ……… WHITEHALL NOW!! …… only one came ……… IF , dear boy IF”……… “ you were only supposed to blow the bloody doors off”

💜💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻🎄THANK YOU EVER SO MUCH DEAR MM ANON🎄🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜💜

December 15/2019 RIDDLE#145

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I hope you are having/have had a lovely weekend ☺️💜☺️

🎼” give a little, take a little”🎼

Interesting song by Jimmy Cliff. Lyrics speaking of a woman in a broken relationship, she need to lear to give and take, not just take, sacrifice and pay the price. These are all things that madam has never allegedly done. She has only ever sought to serve one master, and that is the master of self! She has never been able to maintain any sort of successful relationship , be it intimate, friendship, collegial, work, family, none, l find that incredibly sad. She is a product of the choices she has made all through her adult life. These choices have certainly left her the worse for wear, physically, emotionally and spiritually. I truly pray she is seriously working on these issue if she is indeed in rehab or hospitalized.

Also fits in with merching and other financial “issues” give a little speech take a lot of cash. Have a little lunch take a little cash. Wear a little ring, take a little cash. You get the idea. Add that to whatever has gone on in the Sussex Foundation, MM, etc etc, taxes, undeclared income etc etc etc WOWZERS bit of a legal problem that! Give a little speech, take a little snort, take a little pill, take a little drink, take a little drink take a little snort. You get the idea, many ways this could go!

“Mary, Mary, quite …………”

Contrary, how does your garden grow?

With silver bells and cockleshells

And pretty maids all in a row.

Tis an old English nursery rhyme, according to Wikipedia, which one must take with a grain of salt as anyone can add to it, alter it etc, this rhyme may refer to Mary, the mother of Jesus or it could have Royal references. I wonder since we are so close to the Nativity if that is not the meaning here. How will the Royal family be spending their Christmas, who will be there, who will be absent. More specifically now, will PA been there, will he attend Christmas Day services with the family as usual, will Fergie be there, Bea and Edo? As they are not yet wed, the tradition until madam came along to plus ones until marriage. Will Harry attend, will madam and archficial attend. Will PP attend. These are all the morning church l mean. As far as Christmas at Sandringham and the traditional Boxing Day Shoot, who will be there and who will not?? Some of these things we may not know. However it is pretty certain that The Cambridge Family, minus little Prince Louis, will be walking to church Christmas morning. I am so excited to see that!

FBI , (under the stones)

We know the F.B.I. Has been very keen to interview PA for quite some time regarding his long term friendship with JE and regarding the accusations made by VRG? Under the stones, is that supposed to mean information has been buried and dug up, or simply buried?? Found dug up on the Island?

“ very succinct old thing”…… “ blunt’ Philip!”……… “its a beautiful yacht ma’am” “ I fear 20, more than 19” ………TO THE VICTOR……”………… a little late dear friend ……… WHITEHALL NOW!! …… only one came ……… IF , dear boy IF”……… “ you were only supposed to blow the bloody doors off”

HMTQ and PP are reviewing the content of her annual Christmas Day message that she has been working. He has read it and tells her it’s succinct, short and to the point, no digressions, unnecessary elaborations, in other words, it’s exactly the opposite to how l would write something 😂😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣😂😂. I am NOT making light of the seriousness of this message in any way, shape or form. She corrects him by saying her message is blunt! No beating around the bush, she will lay things out exactly as they are and have been!

As l mentioned the other day with the Norwegian Blue clue, the Royal family was left £50,000,000 by Sir Donald Gosling, specifically to buy a new royal yacht, whose memorial service on December 11/2019 was attended by many royal family members. He was known as the car park king. Anyhow, HMTQ has obviously been looking into yachts, he passed away in September, so his memorial was held just four days ago but the bequest would have been known for quite some time. The last royal yacht was Britannia! It has become a permanent visitor attraction moored in the historic Port of Leith in Edinburgh, Scotland, and is cared for by the Royal Yacht Britannia Trust, a registered charity.

It sounds like HMTQ and LG are looking at one she has chosen and he concurs it’s beautiful.

“ I fear 20, more than 19” Continuing their conversation, l wonder if HMTQ in this comment is referring to Christmas and fearing 20 more than 19 means she fears, 20 guests for Christmas more than 19, meaning madam forcing herself onto the family for Christmas yet again!

TO THE VICTOR……GO THE SPOILS”. The victor, person who took the victory, is entitled to all of the rewards, bonuses, or benefits of success that were wagered in the contest, game investment or whatever scheme was afoot! Also written as “To the victor belong the spoils.”

A hard fought election with Brexit wanting revisit by the losing side saw a landslide majority victory for BoJo and the Conservatives. They can now, with a majority government, get Brexit done and finally move ahead and forward from the ,muck and mire of revisiting a vote that had already been done and dusted! The spoils are political power and decision making. The NHS is a massive issue as well, but we do t discuss politics here really, it l had to mention it because it just happened and was so obviously applicable.

HMTQ and LG and his team have masterfully played the game of real life cat and mouse. As many previous riddles have stated and one just a day or two ago, PP is keeping in close contact with Lord Maldon aka Netty regarding the legal charges at play. I truly believe it’s simply a matter of right timing and HMTQ is the only one who will make that choice! She will not be hurried, pressured or manipulated! NOT ONE WHIT! But to be sure, there is absolutely NO DOUBT THAT SHE IS THE VICTOR, THE CROWN WILL ALWAYS WIN! ALWAYS! The spoils in this case will be her family being able to resume its life, justice regarding madam, baby Archie shielded from EVER BECOMING PUBLICLY KNOWN, that bit l don’t know how they will manage that in this age of social media and if madam is the biological mother and MA? The father?? I pray for that innocent baby! The spoils may also include finding out the truth of these allegations against PA and why he is the sacrificial lamb so to speak for all the other billionaires who allegedly were friends of JE!

a little late dear friend…….. I think HMTQ is saying to LG despite justice against those who backed and were part of the assault on her family, severe irreversible damage has been done, years wasted, Harry’s health, both physical and mental changed in a way that would otherwise never would have happened, PA and his family, so damaged by allegations that thus far have been not even charged with. The victor may HMTQ be, the disaster in its wake is tremendous!

WHITEHALL NOW!! ……

BoJo and his new Conservative majority will return to sit before Christmas, HMTQ will give the speech he has written for her but the whole opening will be pared down version as it was just a few weeks ago, not the whole formal horse procession, crowns robes . etc This will take place December 18/2019, members sworn in and likely a big shuffling of the cabinet!

only one came ………

Only one what came where?? Who came? MM ANON YOU’RE MYSTIFYING ME BIG TIME TODAY!! Is this PA saying only one of his fellow members of the Grenadiers came to visit him or enquire after him to see if he was ok and why he was just a no show at the banquet when he was the guest of honour. I think anyone or everyone understands why he didn’t go.

IF , dear boy IF”………

l think this is PP speaking to PA, If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. If things were different, if this has never happened, this would have remained the same instead of becoming a pariah and having his life and his family life yanked right out from under them all. Prince Andrew took over from Prince Philip as Colonel of the Grenadier Guards in 2017. They had their annual banquet December 11/2019, PA was due to be the guest of honour. Despite assurances that he would be there, he simply was a no show, didn’t call or notify.

“ you were only supposed to blow the bloody doors off”…..

Well known phrase from the film The Italian Job, Michael Caine yelling in his Cockney accent at the literal overkill by a partner in crime, he blew up an entire security van when he was meant only to blow the doors off so they could get inside. This is a massive metaphor for way overdoing this in life. PA has had everything ripped from him and has not even been interviewed!! Talk about blowing up the entire van before even knowing if there are any doors!!!

The same goes for Harry, he has been playing a role, yet he has by most been 100% lumped in with madam! His reputation in tatters, let’s pray this ends soon, please🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻.

My brain cannot think anymore, l hope this makes sense

1500 hrs CST. GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦

Thank you PG! This looked like a tough one indeed! Great job. We much appreciate all the work you put in….thank you🙏🏻💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

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