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jeromeswife · 3 years

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I love your content and I beg of you to write a quicksilver smut plspls also without a mommy kinkll lmao. <3

okay anon so this isn't anything new but !! it's a fic i wrote a while back on my ao3 so enjoy?? hopefully

Tonight I Wanna Get Nasty

pairing: peter maximoff x reader

warnings: smut, some comedy, sarcasm, wanda being wanda

notes: this takes place in wandavision

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"Hey (Y/N)! Get over here!" I heard Pietro call out from the living room. He and I moved in with Wanda a short month ago so we could spend time with her new family. Still have no recollection of how we ended up here though...

I walked in from the kitchen, sliding my hand along the kitchen aisle. I wondered what he wanted at this time besides twinkies or for me to play with his hair, "What is it, quickie?"

I sat down on his couch. Seriously, Wanda told me that she gave it to him because she's scared of what bodily fluids Pete's gotten on it. Pietro took my hand in his and dramatically sighed, "I'm horny, babe."

I looked at him surprised. I mean, why should I be surprised? Every sense of his body is heightened due to his special ability run god knows how fast. I swung my leg over his lap, sitting and straddling it teasingly. "But what if your sister and her family hear us?"

Pietro wrapped his arms around my waist, humming softly, "Hey, hey, don't worry about it. Wanda and popsicle took the kids to the movies and I can take this as slow," He pulled me closer to him and kissed me lightly on the lips. "Or as fast as you want."

"Why don't we go fast," I trailed my fingers on his chest as he looked down at me with a deep hunger in his brown eyes, "Quickie."

Pietro dragged his hands across my thighs and I brought my hands under his shirt, feeling his muscles that were beneath the surface of soft his skin. I really loved how sensual Pietro was during sex. Well, he was sensual and quite rough. One time he fucked me so hard that I couldn't walk for days, but naturally, Pietro enjoyed it. He had bridal carried me for the rest of that week and held that over my head.

He brought his left hand close to my cheek and bit his lip. I couldn't deny how much Pietro wanted me. I mean, the look in his eyes? Nothing says "I wanna fuck you so hard right now" more than the glint of his eyes. Pietro brushed his fingers across my soft (S/C) and his hands traveled under my shirt. I trembled from the close intimacy, letting a breath fall from my lips. He smirked and smashed his lips against mine. I could already feel myself getting wet.

Our lips moved in perfect synch, his hands running through my (H/T) (H/C) hair. Because of how fast he was, it definitely left a few tangles in my hair; but I didn't care. Pietro was here and loving me. I hoped that we could stay like this forever.

Pietro trailed kisses from my cheek to my chin to my ear, feeling his wet lips leave their mark on my skin. His lips moved closer to my ears, "Babe, you're so hot and perfect."

I felt a burning-like sensation a felt from my core as Pietro slid his hands up further, palming my boobs and massaging them. I moaned quietly at the feeling, moaning out his name, "Pietro..." All I wanted to do was rip his shirt off and let him rock my world.

Pietro dragged his thumb across my nipple, pressing on it lightly. "The way you're melting from my touch," He took his left hand from my face and ripped my heart off in one second, "I want all of you to belong to me, hot stuff."

I groaned as he pressed down harder on my nipple, eliciting a "mmf" from my mouth, "Just rip the damn bra off, you fucking tease." I was so frustrated that I wanted him to touch me so badly. I craved his touch. There was no one else I wanted to fuck me more than Pietro. I wanted his hands all over my body.

And just like that, it was gone in a second and his hands were feeling all around my breasts. The hunger in his eyes deepened as he pressed his soft, wet lips to my left nipple while he palmed the other one. My breath hitched at the way he took it as his own. He bit it and I moaned so hard; I could just tell he was smirking like a dumbass.

Pietro kept sucking on my nipple until I grew super sexually frustrated, "Pietro, didn't you say you were gonna go fast with me?"

He raised an eyebrow at me, the corner of his mouth upturning, "As you wish, princess."

Pietro trailed kisses from my breasts up to my neck and he sucked on my skin. I bit my lip due to how sensitive that spot was. The feeling of his lips taking over my sweet spot felt like sparks were flying across my skin. Pins and needles flew across my body as he teethed me softly, sucking on the small patch of skin. The sounds of my pretty moans filled Pietro's ears.

He made his way down again, kissing my breasts then down to my abdomen. Pietro gazed at my body, checking me out: was he in love with me?

Pietro suddenly dragged his hands up again, laying me down and pinning my arms above my head. He smirked, "I swear I'm gonna please you, darling. My name is the only thing that'll leave that cute mouth of yours."

I groaned at him playfully and gazed into his eyes, "Didn't expect you to be so dominant, Quickie."

Pietro quickly dragged his lips down to my thighs, kissing the inner sides of them. The sensation sent chills up my spine since I was so sensitive down there. I felt his tongue meet my skin as he moved it to my core, immediately attaching his lips and sucking on my clit.

My wails filled the suburban house as Pietro inhaled my wetness in his mouth, tasting the candy-flavored pre-cum that left my lower lips. The corner of his mouth tugged upwards as he placed his tongue at my entrance, pushing it in. Pietro's wet tongue hit against my walls due to how thick it was and channeled his vibration powers into his mouth muscles. It thrust against my lubricated walls, almost bruising it.

The vibrations caused my thighs to start shaking: I was so desperate for his cock. I craved its warmth and length; its veiny crevices; its thick hardness. I wanted him. "Ugh, c'mon! Just fuck me already, you tease!" I yelled, feeling his soft, dirty blonde hair rub up against my thighs.

Pietro smirked and pulled his tongue out. He towered over me and I saw his sculpted abs and the tent that was inside his shorts. I scrambled up to pull his pants down but I felt him slam me down back onto the couch, "Don't move, princess."

I nodded and I looked at him as he whipped off his shorts in a blink of an eye. Pietro's dick was long and hard, as I imagined it to be. The blue and purple veins stuck out from under his skin and the head curved up, pre-cum dripping on it. He quickly grabbed a condom and slipped it on, eyeing me. Pietro pulled my thighs in with his strong, vascular hands. He gripped my thighs so hard that he could've bruised them. Pietro gulped nervously and looked down at me, "Are you ready?"

"Pietro, I'm more than ready," I affirmed. Pietro placed his tip at the entrance of my pussy, slamming it into me so hard that it moved my entire body. I moaned so loud that Agnes definitely heard us. He already hit my walls with his long cock. It twitched inside me as my cunt adjusted to his thick member.

Pietro groaned at the way my walls adjusted to him, "Oh, (Y/N). You're so fucking tight, my little whore." He dug his fingernails into my thighs, bruising them. He dragged his dick out a bit then slammed it back in at super speed. I groaned at the orgasmic feeling, hearing our skin slapping against each other. Pietro's dick started vibrating inside me as it hit my g-spot and fucked my pussy.

His cock vibrated against me and slammed harder. Pietri groaned and took one of his hands, gripping my ass and slapping it so hard. "Mmf, you're such a slut. You're all mine, babe." He moaned out.

The slap stung but it turned me on even more. I felt my core swell up as his thrusts got so much quicker, "P-Pietro, I'm gonna cum!"

My back curled and I came all over his hard member. My thighs shook as my juices spilled on his cock. He pulled out and ripped off his condom, his cum spraying all over my stomach and chest. Pietro bit his lip and admired his work.

We heard the front door open and stared at each other in horror. "Hello Pietro and (Y/N)," an English accent was heard and bags were dropped on the ground. We looked over and saw that it was Vision. "Honey! Keep the kids in the car! Pietro decided to fuck (Y/N) on the couch and there are fluids all over the place!"

Vision ran out of the house and we laughed in synchronously.

"Are you fucking serious? I'm gonna kill him!" I heard Wanda scream from outside.

Pietro looked at me with fear in his eyes and threw my clothes at me, "(Y/N) run! She's gonna blast me throw the walls again!" And we ran into the hall bathroom, hiding in there from the angry woman.

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chaeryybomb · 3 years

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BRUTAL

pairings: female reader x best friend!jungwon

summary: they told you that these were the golden years, but to you "golden" was a rusting metal spray painted yellow. the story of a seventeen year old trying to survive high school when all you do is try your best. but your best friend jungwon makes it worth the while.

genre: high school au, friends to lovers, fluff, tiny bits of angst if you squint, attempt at humour

featuring: jang wonyoung, kim sunoo & nishimura riki

word count: 4.5k

warnings: reader having a existential crisis most of the time, strong language, mentions of insecurity

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You slumped forward the moment the bell rang, letting your head hit the table. You could care less if a bruise would form on your forehead, you had much bigger things to worry about. Your teacher left the class wordlessly as the class was busy doing their own thing. And by that, everyone was buried nose deep in studying. You lifted your head to see the different books of the same topic scattered on your desk, a yellow highlighter balancing on the edge of your table.

Reaching over to grab the highlighter, you turned your head over to the side to look at your desk mate. Wonyoung sat there looking straight out from a k-drama, with her hair flowing down her back perfectly and her slender nimble fingers moving as she continuously wrote in her notebook. She was smart too, fluent in English and Korean, great at maths and science. And on top of that she was kind and friendly, everyone loved her. You did too, you had the honour of calling her your best friend. But sometimes you felt insecure around her, everything she did looked flawless and there you were just trying your best.

"Ack!" You yelped as you sat up straight, holding your forehead. Wonyoung rolled her eyes at you with a small smile on her lips, she had flicked your forehead to get you out of your thoughts.

Without taking her eyes off the textbook, she tapped your own workbook with her pen. Silently telling you to stop procrastinating. You pouted at her and looked at the clock, 10 minutes before lunch. Maybe a walk to the girl's bathroom would do you some good.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom," you whispered to Wonyoung. She nodded and smiled at you before you walked out.

As you strolled towards the girl's bathroom, you passed by the bulletin board outside your class. A bright blue poster stood out with the words "ENJOY YOUR YOUTH" in white. Scoffing at the message, you continued on your way.

"I'm seventeen now, where's my fucking teenage dream?" You muttered to yourself. You were tired of waiting for your life to end up like a coming of age movie. Everyone told you that these were the golden years and you should enjoy your youth, but you swear to god if you hear another one of those cheesy sayings, you might just cry on the spot.

Reaching over to open the stall door, you halt in your actions when you heard familiar voices talking.

"I'm so worried for finals, my parents are gonna kill me if I fail English again," a girl complained. You hear the sound of tap water running. "How are you so calm during this time, Mirae?'

"What's the use of studying hard anyways," the second girl, Mirae, said. "We all know the top spots are gonna be taken by Jang Wonyoung and Yang Jungwon, I just study enough to pass."

The other girl snorted at her reply. "Imagine if those two got together, the power couple of the year," she suddenly said.

"Poor Y/N then, she's gonna be over shadowed by them."

"As if she already isn't. I almost forgot they were a trio until you mentioned Y/N," the girl laughed.

"What can I say? They're out of her league," Mirae joined in with her laughter.

The two voices faded away as you heard the door closed. Finally pushing the door open, you looked at your reflection. Your eyebrows knitted in annoyance and your face was morphed in a scowl. You washed your hands aggressively and poked the inside of your cheek. What bugged you was that they were right. You were the black sheep between Wonyoung and Jungwon. Both of them were smart and amazing, and you're just…you.

You love your best friends, you truly do. But you were constantly compared to them and you hated it. Everyone wanted them, you watched as guys tripped over to confess to Wonyoung and girls squealing when Jungwon smiled at them. The two of them always reassured you that you weren't beneath them but you were sick of their sympathy. You're so caught up in the news of who likes you and who hates them. You just wished people liked you more.

Storming out of the bathroom, someone accidentally ran into you and caused you to fell onto your butt. The student immediately stood up and scurried off, not bothering to even a mutter an apology. All I did was try my best and this is the thanks I get, you thought bitterly.

They said that these were the golden years, but you wished you could just disappear. God, it's brutal out here.

"Y/N, wait up!" Jungwon called after you.

You stopped in your tracks as you watched Jungwon waved goodbye to some students before jogging towards you.

"You heading to cram school today?" He asked you as the both of you fell into the same walking rhythm.

You shook your head, clasping your hands behind. "I moved it to Thursday instead, Wonyoung said I had to many things on Tuesday," you told him. Originally, you would be heading to the library to study before heading over to the cram school. But Wonyoung took one look at your schedule and decided that you did not had enough breaks, so she managed to convince you to take the Thursday slot instead. Thursdays are one of the days where you would not go to the library.

Jungwon seemed to be disappointed to find out that you had switched slots. Maybe he should changed slots too, but does he have any empty spots open for Thursday though? He'd have to check later. Instead, he coughed and stuffed his hands into his pockets.

"Do you wanna come over later? The new Demon Slayer movie is out," he offered, hoping that you'd accept.

Unfortunately, you once again shook your head. "Sorry Jungwon, I'd want to cram even more later. Finals are really creeping in and I can't afford to waste any time," you told him with a sad smile. As much as you would like to ditch the books and watch Demon Slayer, the glaring C on your last history paper was telling you otherwise.

You stopped walking when you had reached your doorstep. "Thanks for walking me home, Jungwon. See you tomorrow!" and with that you disappeared behind the door.

Jungwon waved goodbye as he watched the door closed. The smile on his face dropped and his shoulder sagged. Jungwon you idiot, of course she would want to study, he scolded himself. With disappointment on his face, he trudged home with a heavy heart.

"Change of plans, guys," he announced as he swung the front door open, unfazed by the fact that Riki and Sunoo were lounging on his coach. He accepted the fact that Sunoo had somehow gotten the keys to his house (suspecting that his mother probably gave it to him due to favouritism or maybe Riki had sneakily made a copy).

Riki's head poked out from the couch. "She rejected you, didn't she," the younger boy said with a smirk.

Jungwon's face ears turned red as he glared at the boy. "No she did not!" He immediately told him. "She rejected the offer to watch the movie, that's different!"

"That's basically rejection, hyung," Riki laughed.

The other boy just glared at him. "Shut up!" he sputtered out before hiking up the stairs.

Sunoo gave Riki a look, to which the Japanese boy just shrugged his shoulders innocently.

Jungwon walked out from the shower, a towel around his neck with one hand running through his damp hair. Sunoo and Riki had left earlier, finally giving him some peace and quiet. His phone screen was flashing from his study table, initiating that someone was spamming him (quite aggressively) with text message. With a raised eyebrow, he picked up his phone

[7:09 pm] wonyoung: JUNGWON

[7:10 pm] wonyoung: WHY DID Y/N JUST MESSAGED ME ABOUT HOMEWORK

[7:10 pm] wonyoung: ISNT SHE WITH YOU

[7:11 pm] wonyoung: I THOUGHT YOU SAID U WERE GONNA WATCH A MOVIE

[7:11 pm] wonyoung: DEMON HUNTER OR SMTG

[7:12 pm] wonyoung: WHY IS SHE ASKING ME FOR HW

[7:12 pm] wonyoung: DID U CHICKEN OUT???

[7:13 pm] wonyoung: omg u chickened out didnt u

[7:14 pm] jungwon: jfc wonyoung

[7:15 pm] jungwon: and no i did not chicken out okay

[7:15 pm] jungwon: she declined

[7:16 pm] jungwon: she said she had to study ;-;

[7:17 pm] wonyoung: omg u suck

[7:17 pm] wonyoung: i told u the movie idea was dumb

[7:18 pm] wonyoung: but do u ever listen to me

[7:18 pm] wonyoung: no

[7:19 pm] wonyoung: and now u suffer the consequences

[7:20 pm] jungwon: yea yea i get it im dumb

[7:20 pm] jungwon: now what's ur solution the great jang wonyoung

[7:21 pm] wonyoung: i am so glad u asked :)

[7:21 pm] jungwon: oh no

[7:21 pm] wonyoung: stfu im giving u a better idea

[7:22 pm] wonyoung: a n y w a y s

[7:22 pm] wonyoung: my ynradar is going off and she's s a d

[7:23 pm] jungwon: how would u know

[7:23 pm] jungwon: she seemed fine today

[7:23 pm] wonyoung: stfu jungwon its best friend things u wont understand

[7:24 pm] jungwon: i-

[7:25 pm] wonyoung: and as her future bf u SHOULD start to train ur ynradar

[7:25 pm] wonyoung: anw its exam season stoopid

[7:26 pm] wonyoung: and its when those kids start to talk abt how the both of us are gonna get top scores

[7:26 pm] wonyoung: and they talk down on y/n while doing so

[7:26 pm] wonyoung: assholes

[7:27 pm] wonyoung: so i propose to u

[7:27 pm] wonyoung: a ✨ study date ✨

[7:28 pm] jungwon: i

[7:29 pm] jungwon: that's

[7:29 pm] jungwon: actually not a bad idea

[7:30 pm] wonyoung: obv i came up with it

[7:31 pm] jungwon: can u not

[7:31 pm] wonyoung: anw a study date

[7:32 pm] wonyoung: she's struggling in maths

[7:33 pm] wonyoung: specifically taxes because she said and i quote

[7:34 pm] wonyoung: "why do we have to do taxes when we pay people to do it for us"

[7:34 pm] wonyoung: so pls help her and try to cheer her up

[7:35 pm] wonyoung: and confess coward

[7:36 pm] jungwon: i make no promises for the last one

[7:36 pm] wonyoung: aFTER EVERYTHING I JUST SAID

[7:37 pm] jungwon: what if she rejects me wonyoung

[7:38 pm] wonyoung: WE'VE HAD THIS CONVERSATION A LOT OF TIMES JUNGWON

[7:38 pm] wonyoung: SHE LIKES U BUT SHES TOO DUMB TO REALISE

[7:39 pm] jungwon: sigh

[7:40 pm] jungwon: fine i'll try thanks wonyoung

[7:41 pm] wonyoung: np i expect y'all to be a couple by next monday <3

[7:41 pm] jungwon: i-

Sighing for the nth time of the night, Jungwon sat on his bed. He allowed the towel to slipped off his shoulders as his thumb hovered over your chat icon. Truth be told, he always thought his crush on you was unrequited love. You never showed any signs of returning of feelings so he thought he would just ignore the feeling until it was gone.

But oh boy was he wrong, because he didn't knew that he would be spending his high school years by your side. And now you occupy his mind 24/7. Wonyoung could literally tell that he was in love with you, but somehow you never caught on. He allowed Sunoo and Riki to convince him to do the whole "movie date idea", but that failed. So Wonyoung's suggestion was his only option left.

He typed out the message, ready to send it out. If only he could just press the button. Come on Yang Jungwon, you can do this. Just press the damn button Jungwon. Suddenly his phone pinged loudly, scaring the lights out of the poor boy as he yelped and his phone landed with a thud on the ground. He peered over his bed, as if his phone was a ticking bomb.

Oh, it was a message from you.

[8:01 pm] y/n: hey do u know where wonyoung is

[8:01 pm] y/n: she isn't answering my texts

Oh no. He realised that your chat was open, the two ticks indicated that he had (unintentionally) read the message. He couldn't just leave you on read. That's just evil. Scrambling to get his phone, he immediately typed a reply to cover for the other girl.

[8:02 pm] jungwon: sorry i don't :/

[8:02 pm] jungwon: what do u need her for

[8:03 pm] y/n: mf was supposed to teach me a maths question but she left me on rEAD

This was his chance! It was the perfect opportunity for him to score a date with you. Okay, breathe in breath out Jungwon. Don't mess it up and just ask her, he mentally prepared himself.

[8:04 pm] jungwon: oh i could help you if you want

[8:04 pm] jungwon: yk with finals coming up and everything, i can help you study

[8:05 pm] jungwon: if you want of course

[8:05 pm] y/n: omg srsly??

[8:06 pm] jungwon: pls help me study my braincells are literally dying

[8:07 pm] jungwon: jdsjkda okay how about this saturday at your place?

[8:08 pm] y/n: yeah sure

[8:08 pm] jungwon: cool its a date then!

You blinked at Jungwon's message. A date? Wait, did Yang Jungwon just indirectly asked you out? Nah, nah. You were overthinking it. Yes, definitely overthinking. Don't kid yourself, why would Jungwon ask you out on a date? Jungwon is just a friend, you tried to convince yourself.

Keyword: tried.

If he really was just a friend, then why did it felt like butterflies were in your stomach when he said "it was a date"? Then why did you frowned when those girls said that Wonyoung and Jungwon would make a good couple?

Oh god, do you have feelings for your best friend?

Saturday came faster than you would have liked it to. Ever since that last chat with Jungwon, it gave you the sudden realisation that you did in fact had feelings for your best friend. You tried so hard to avoid him in school because you don't want the butterflies back in your stomach. It was basically confirming the fact that you like him. Well, avoiding him also confirmed the fact but you choose to be in denial about it.

You didn't tell Wonyoung about your study date but lately she's been sending you outfit ideas on Pinterest. Specifically, date outftis. And whenever you tried to ask her a question about school, she brushed you off with a random excuse. So it left you no choice but to save those questions for Jungwon.

Speaking of Jungwon, he had texted you 10 minutes ago that he was on the way. You were standing in the middle of your room with your hands on your hips. Both of your parents were out for the day, which left you alone at home. You had taken out the low table to be used later and it was currently in front of you. Colourful workbooks were neatly stacked on top of it.

You did a 360 turn around your room. Was it messy? You cleaned it this morning when you woke up. Did you had any clothes out? No, doesn't look like it. For some reason, you were a nervous wreck. You blamed Jungwon. He just had to call this a date, didn't he.

Should you change? Maybe you should finally look through all those pins Wonyoung sent. Wait, no, why would you have to change into something nice. Jungwon was here to help you study, just that.

Yeah, a study date, your mind emphasised on the word.

The sound of the doorbell pulled you out from your thoughts. You immediately went to open the door. Yang Jungwon stood there on the other side, with his signature smile. Had he always resembled a sheep? He just looked so fluffy.

"Hey!" You greeted him with a smile, internally wincing at your way-too-enthusiastic voice.

But Jungwon didn't seem to mind it. "Hey!" he greeted back.

You moved to the side to let him in. "Thank you for having me," he said as he bowed then proceeded to remove his shoes.

"Uh, do you want anything? Water?" You asked him.

He shook his head.

"Ah, cool. Let's head to my room," you started to walk back to your room.

"Where are your parents?" He asked.

"Out," you simply replied.

That was when it dawned upon you, that your parents were not home. Leaving you and Jungwon, alone. Together. In your room. Alone. With the boy you potentially have a crush on.

"Y/N?" Jungwon tapped on your shoulder. You had stopped walking when you were suddenly washed over by your thoughts. Snapping out of it, you sent him a small smile before opening the room to your door.

The both of you shuffled into your bedroom, you sat down in front of the low table while Jungwon settled down next to you. He moved to take out his books then turned to you. "How about we do some studying and if you have any questions, you can ask me okay?" He said.

You nodded and flipped your own workbook open, immediately starting to work on the first question. Jungwon copied your action and a comfortable silence engulfed the both of you. As the time passed, you found yourself stuck on a certain maths question.

You slightly turned your head to the side to look at Jungwon. He was concentrated at doing his work, you felt a sense of deja vu while looking at him. He resembled Wonyoung when she was studying. At the thought of Wonyoung, you suddenly thought of what those girls said at the bathroom.

They would make a good couple, wouldn't they, you thought. The power couple of the year.

The butterflies in your stomach faded away into an uncomfortable feeling. Just the idea of them getting together already made you sick. You bit the inside of your cheek, you really did had feelings for him. And now it scared you because what if he doesn't feel the same. You made a mental note to consult with Wonyoung later, at least you hope that you'll allow yourself to tell her.

Jungwon must've noticed you staring and gently tapped your head with his pencil. A contrast to when Wonyoung painfully flicked your forehead.

"What's wrong? Are you stuck on a question?" He asked.

You leaned back a bit at the sudden action. You were so deep in your insecurities that you had totally forgotten about the literal problem sitting in front of you. Yet you couldn't even bother to ask him so you just shook your head. "I'm gonna get something to drink," you said instead.

Jungwon watched as you stood up, then decided to follow you as well. "I'll come along."

The boy joined you in the kitchen, perched on one of the island stools as you grabbed a can of soda from the fridge. He studied your movement as you worked around the kitchen. Your features were neutral, you weren't smiling nor frowning. But he could tell that your shoulders were tensed. Wonyoung was right, you did seem down. And he cursed himself for not noticing earlier.

"You okay?" His question made you stopped in a mid-pour stance, the can of soda was tilted but not enough for the contents to be poured out.

You brushed his question off and poured the drink into the cup. "Yeah," you hummed.

Unconvinced by your answer, he pried more. "You know you shouldn't care about what they say, right?"

You furrowed your eyebrows at him, pretending like you didn't understand where he was coming from.

"You're not below us, you know that right?"

You couldn't help but scoffed at his words. Jungwon's lips tugged downwards "I'm being serious here, Y/N," his tone was stern. "You shouldn't listen to what they say. You're more than just-"

The sound of the can being slammed down shuts him up. Your fingers tightened around the can as you looked at him. You didn't had the energy to hear him preach the same old "Don't Listen To Them" speech. You don't need his pity.

"I don't want to hear it, Yang Jungwon," you said through gritted teeth. Not sparing him another glance, you threw the empty can into the trash as you grabbed your glass.

As you walked past Jungwon, he suddenly reached out and held onto your forearm. "Y/N," he said softly. "Please tell me what's wrong."

You sighed and slowly turn around to face him, placing the glass back on the counter. You took in a deep breath before you opened your mouth. "I feel like I'm not enough," you finally said. "Everything I do just doesn't seem enough. All I'm doing is my best but it's just crushing my ego because everyone is telling me that you're better than me."

"I feel like no one wants me and I hate the way I'm perceived. It's always poor Y/N this and poor Y/N that's because everyone just sees me as your shadow and I fucking hate it. I only have two real friends," you gestured wildly. "And lately I'm a nervous wreck cause I keep comparing myself to the two of you. I'm not cool and I'm not smart, and I can't even parallel park!" You threw your hands up in frustration, the feelings you kept inside were pouring out like a waterfall.

Jungwon just stood there as he listened tentatively to every word. He didn't knew that you felt this way, bottling up all your emotions like that.

"And I'm so tired of people telling me to enjoy my youth and that these are the golden years. I might just fucking cry if I hear those words again," you finished ranting. It felt good, it felt like a weight on your heart has been lifted. Then you remembered that you just dumped all of it on Jungwon.

You opened your mouth to apologise to him but he surprised you by pulling him into his arms. At first you were standing stiffly at the sudden contact, but it took a millisecond for you to melt in his embrace. His arms were gently around your back and you returned the hug by wrapping your arms around his torso. The two of you stay in that position for awhile, relishing in each other's embrace. You definitely needed this hug.

Tightening your hold on Jungwon, you realised how important he was to you. He was your best friend and he was always there for you. It was stupid of you to compare yourself to him, when all he did was tried his best for you. The taller boy chuckled when he felt you rubbed your face into his shoulder, he involuntarily released a contented sigh. You felt one of his hands stroked your hair, it felt comforting. That action itself was enough for the butterflies to slowly settled back in you.

After a while, both of you finally (unwillingly) released each other. He pushed a strand of hair behind your ears and said, "You're wrong by the way." Which made you tilt your head in genuine confusion.

"You are cool and you are smart. You're like the coolest person I know. And no one thinks of you as our shadow, you don't hear it but I've always hear the juniors praising you for helping them and how enthusiastic you are," the way he delivered his words was filled with pure awe for you.

"And who cares if you can't parallel park. You didn't hear it from but Jay hyung failed his drivers test three times just because he couldn't parallel park," and that got a laugh out from you. Jungwon smiled proudly that he managed to make you laugh. "And you're wrong when you said no one wants you. I want you."

You blinked once, twice and thrice. He wanted you? "You're just saying that cause you're my best friend," you replied.

"No," he firmly said. "I like you, Y/N."

(Jungwon doesn't know where he got this sudden surge of confidence, but the mood was the perfect time for him to confess. It was a one time chance and he had to take it.)

You chuckled. "I like you too, Jungwon. We are friends aren't we?"

"No, Y/N. I like you. More than friends."

"Oh." Oh.

"Yeah," he scratched the back of neck awkwardly. Oh no, did you not feel the same way?

While you on the other hand, were malfunctioning on the inside. Your best friend just confessed to you and you were frozen on the spot. Why couldn't he had done it over text instead. If he had done it over text, then you could've left the message unread and you could've spammed Wonyoung for help. But the thing is that it wasn't over text and you couldn't just tell him to wait here while you panicked to Wonyoung in your bathroom.

Yang Jungwon likes you. And you like him too, right? Because if you didn't, your cheeks won't be heating up right now and your heart would have not be beating rapidly like it was going to break your rib cage any second. If you didn't like him, there would have never been butterflies in your stomach. Yeah. You like Yang Jungwon, you like him a lot.

"Me too," you whispered, it was soft but it was enough for him to pick it up. Jungwon eyes snapped to you, doe eyed filled with hope. "I like you, too," you said, this time louder. And you made sure you looked him in the eye when you confessed.

You watched as Jungwon's mouth morphed into a big grin. He let out a sigh of relief and dropped to his knees, surprising you. "Jungwon!" you squeaked, bending down to help him.

"I'm fine! I'm fine," he assured you as he stood up with your help. The grin on his face was still there. "It's just that … you like me," he breathed out. "You like me back, wow. I-I can't believe it."

Your face was definitely burning with embarrassment. You punched him lightly on the shoulder, turning away to hide your face. "Believe it, you dork. I like you, okay!" Somehow his grin was able to grew wider at your words, Gently, he took your hand in his.

"How about we stop this study date, and I'll take you out on real date?"

a/n: thank you so much for reading this <3

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Starting Over Chapter 33 ~Epilogue~

WARNING: VERY VERY EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT

Five Years later

Claire stepped into the shower and gasped as the spray of heat hit her skin. It was the perfect temperature and pressure. She groaned when the steam started to build up, and the water ran down her body like a caress. A small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as her fingers busily worked the tangled knots in her hair. Today was the first day of their holiday, and they were going to Lallybroch for Sunday lunch. And then tomorrow, they were heading to Oxford to visit her parents' grave before flying to Italy.

Jamie had barely roused when her phone began to buzz with a message from Geillis telling her Joe would be picking uncle Lamb up before heading for Lallybroch. After a quick reply with a thumbs up, she'd kissed Jamie on the lips and decided to get up. Although it was still early for Sunday, she'd taken the opportunity to get ahead for the day.

She'd just squeezed shower gel into the sponge when the door suddenly opened.

"Jamie?"

"Hmmm?"

She peered through the thick steam and got a glimpse of her sleep-mussed husband. Enjoying the view, she waited, as he took off his boxer briefs and stepped into the shower. His large naked body dominated the massive space, and she smiled at the sight of his impressive morning erection and display of hard muscles in full masculine glory. After all these years, she never tired admiring his beautiful physique, fit and toned from running the rugby academy and personally coaching his young and upcoming talents and training with them.

"Morning Sassenach. Thought I'd join ye."

His almost transparent blue eyes held a mischievous gleam that made her wary. She fidgeted on her feet, suddenly loathing the unflattering light that highlighted her stretch marks and full hips when he looked so perfectly toned. Although she was comfortable in her own skin, and Jamie made her feel cherished, standing under the bright light made her conscious of the extra pounds her body hadn't managed to shift ever since giving birth to their daughter, Faith.

She crossed her arms over her breasts and attempted to act unconcerned. "Umm, I'll finish off. Faith might wake up and come looking for us."

He ignored her words, moving closer until the spray caught his chest and they were only an inch apart. "I've checked in on her, and she's still fast asleep. I dinnae think she'd be waking up any time soon. She went late to bed last night, mind?" His lips twitched, and his eyes lit up. "Why are ye covering yersel', Sassenach?"

She scrunched up her nose. "I'm not. Umm, I'm done. I'll go prepare breakfast."

He barred her path, arching an eyebrow. "Are ye still worried about yer weight? We've talked about this before. Ye're perfect."

"No! No, it's not that ..."

"Ye've nae idea how beautiful ye are. But ye're no' going anywhere. No' just yet anyway." He uncrossed her arms and with his index finger, traced lazy circles around her sensitive nipple, making her catch her breath. Almost five years into their marriage, not much had changed with Jamie's art of seduction, and he always knew what buttons to push.

"Jamie! We have all the time in our holidays to do this. I still have a lot of stuff to prepare, and you know how long it takes to get Faith ready," she said lamely.

"Relax, mo chridhe," he whispered, his finger travelling down her abdomen. "Our bags are packed, and I'll take care of Faith when she wakes up."

She puffed a breath. "Are you sure it's alright to leave Faith behind? Shouldn't we be taking her with us on our holiday?" she asked, a fleeting concern settling in her belly. "I know she'll be with your parents, but she's never been separated from us since birth. I still think she's too young to be away from us."

"Ye overthink too much, Sassenach. Faith is four, and ye heard her last night. She's excited to spend time with ma and da. And ye ken how much wee Jamie and Maggie adores our Faith. She'll have fun in Lallybroch, and there's plenty of things for her to do there." Jamie had a point. With Jenny's children for a company and the abundant activities for youngsters in the village, Faith probably wouldn't even miss them.

She wanted a last-ditch effort to argue, but Jamie's wandering hands was making her brain fuzzy from hormones. Without conscious volition, her hands travelled up his chest, massaging his shoulders and then moving down to skim over his hard abs. She grinned when the skin underneath her touch quivered. There was probably nothing in this world and time that would make her resist his advances even if logic strived to surface, except of course if Faith decided to wake up and walk in on them. "Why do I even bother reasoning with you," she admitted, clasping his cock and fisting him with deliberate slowness underneath the spray of water.

"Aye, why do ye even bother when ye ken it makes sense. Ah, Christ ...that feels so good," he hissed, biting his lower lip. He suddenly jerked in her hands and muttered a string of curse. "We have plenty of time before the bairn wakes up. What do ye think about making a baby brother or sister for Faith ...ummm ... starting right now?"

Make babies. Make babies. The words ricocheted around in her head like ping-pong balls. Lately, that was all Jamie had in mind, always citing Faith's need to have a sibling to grow up and play with. It sounded so oddly sexy, it caused her veins to charge with electricity and ignite every corpuscle in her body. "Oh, I don't think I'll need that much convincing," she said provocatively.

Jamie lunged forward, a low roar of satisfaction vibrating from his chest, stopping just short before their bodies touched. His hands slapped the tiles above her head, his lips delivering the barest brush on her temple. He smiled before dropping his head further and kissing her deep and hard for the longest time. When her legs wobbled with the attempt to stay upright, his arm caught her by the waist and laughed. "Ach, Sassenach," he said choppily. "I've only just kissed ye, and that body of yers reacts like I'm touching ye for the first time. Ye're killing me here."

Trying to keep herself alert and straining her ears in case Faith woke up, was a challenge, but when it came to the act of foreplay and making love with Jamie, she always almost lost herself. He was holding himself only a hairsbreadth away from her, and yet her body was screaming to be touched. With a swallow, she placed the palms of her hands against Jamie's hard stomach and coasted them over the muscular curves. "You're torturing me," she breathed, starting to become frustrated with the ache in her core. "Did you bring the baby monitor?"

"Aye," Jamie whispered, straightening up and taking the sponge to soap her body with sweeping motions, before cleaning himself. Her senses became heightened from the spray of the shower, the warmth of the steam, and his expert hands as he caressed and touched her naked flesh. Slowly, he pushed her against the wall and knelt down on the tile floor, the water rushing over his head as he leaned in and brushed his lips to her intimate flesh. "Does this ever cease ...the wanting ye? Even though I'd made love to ye last night, I want ye again and again, and my fingers are always aching to touch ye."

"Oh, Jamie," she whimpered, sliding her fingers into his hair and guiding him closer. "Enough talk and touch me now."

"Ye're no' complaining about having a bit of time for a nooky now are ye?"

"N-no," she stuttered.

"No," he echoed on a groan, his finger sliding into her wet fold, causing her to suck in a shaky breath. "Mind, the better to serve ye, Sassenach."

"Damn it, Jamie!"

He moved his lips against her softness, his broad shoulders rising and falling, as he open-mouthed kissed the flesh enfolding her core, parting it with his tongue. His teeth brushed her nub gently, and Claire nearly hit the ceiling. Her response encouraged Jamie more, his fingertips digging into the flesh of her buttocks, drawing her lower body closer to his mouth. The firm, smooth slide of his tongue separated her flesh further and travelled over her nub in a leisurely lick. "So bloody responsive, ye drive me crazy."

Claire's head fell back on its own, her back curving away from the wall. "Oh, God, oh God ..." she babbled imploring gibberish, a scream beginning to build in her chest.

He hooked her leg over his shoulder as his other hand reached out to knead her breast, deft fingers pinching her nipple. When he began to suckle her nub more urgently this time, scruff brushing against her swollen bundle of nerves, she nearly lost it, making him chuckle. She glanced down at him beneath heavy lids as she pressed her hips closer to Jamie's mouth and writhed on his tongue, the sight of his arm busily fisting himself, making her see stars. Her stomach shuddered as her vision started to blur, the pressure bordering and coiling in her middle.

"Jamie ...please ..." she sobbed. "Inside me ...now."

He made a strangled noise and stood, his fingers sinking into her hair, to tug her head back and keep it still. Pressing their mouths together, his tongue plunged in for a deep kiss as his other hand cupped the juncture of her thighs, the pad of his thumb stroking her nub. When she began to whimper and thrash, he turned her around.

"Place yer hands against the wall," he commanded, hoarsely.

Her tummy dropped to the floor. Closing her eyes, she obeyed, her need intensifying a hundredfold as Jamie eased her legs apart.

He shoved her wet curls to the side and nibbled her earlobe, his cock poised at her entrance. "In as much as I love to hear ye scream, Sassenach, we have to be really quiet," he muttered thickly.

She could only nod, her face hot, and her body shaking with anticipation.

His tongue travelled down her neck as he moved his hand down between her thighs, his finger rubbing ever so lightly over her throbbing flesh.

She stiffened, her hips flexing of their own accord. "Oh God," she moaned.

"Oh, aye." With one swift thrust, he took her from behind, his cock burying deep to the hilt, making her gasped and pushed back against him for more, torn between the need to feel his finger and the ache in her core for him to fill. He grunted with pleasure, pushing in and out of her with steady strokes, his fingers busily working her nub.

When his moves became more erratic, and his breathing shallow, his hold on her hips tightened, chanting her name under his breath. He took her with primal abandon, giving her everything he got, claiming her fully with each hard, deep stroke. Dropping his head, he bit her shoulder, his hips pounding hard behind her and one hand reaching up to cover her mouth.

Her body clenched underneath him, and she cried out in a muffled throaty gasp, the orgasm seizing her like an iron fist, waves after waves of pleasure washing over her and wracking her with tremors. When she shattered completely, he arched back and let out a low stifled roar, emptying his seed, jerking helplessly from his release.

Breathing hard, he held her tight, his hand kneading her breast and his hips slowing their movements. They stood like that for a long while, their breathing and heartbeats in synced, the shower beating down on them, relaxing their muscles.

Finally, Jamie turned her around and kissed her on the forehead. "Christ, Sassenach, how did I ever survive ye?"

Claire laughed. "How about my legs? They feel like jelly."

"And my heart feels like it's going to burst. It's like that every time with ye."

"You're just sex crazy."

"Ach, ye bring it out of me," he grinned.

They were about to lock themselves into each others' embrace once more when the baby monitor crackled. They both stilled, and Jamie immediately turned off the shower. They heard Faith's voice. It was distant at first, kind of muffled, and then suddenly it turned into a shriek. "Mummy?!? Daddy?" She was outside their bathroom door.

Grinning, Claire gave Jamie an I-told-you-so look before stepping out of the shower. "I'm coming, sweetheart," she said in a sing-song voice before throwing Jamie a towel. After she'd quickly dried and wrapped herself in a bathrobe, she opened the bathroom door and closed it behind her. "Hello, darling. You're up early."

Faith's face was still flushed from sleep and almost matched the shade of her shoulder-length curls, the colour of a red deer's pelt as Jenny called it. She looked delightfully cosy and adorable in her pink flannel onesie and fluffy bunny slippers. "What are ye doing?" she asked, one hand clutching a teddy bear by the ear and another rubbing an eye. When Claire got down on her knees, Faith dropped her toy and held out her arms wide for a cuddle.

Smiling, Claire drew her in into an embrace, deeply inhaling her sweet baby smell. "I had a shower with daddy. He'll be out soon. Did you sleep well?"

Faith nodded as she laid her face on Claire's shoulder and began to suckle her thumb, making wet noises.

Claire gently took Faith's hand from her mouth. "Don't do that, sweetheart; otherwise, you'll get buck teeth."

Faith pulled away and frowned, looking a lot like Jamie whenever his brows furrowed in concentration. "What's buck teeth?"

Claire made a funny face and made her upper front teeth overlap her lower lip. "Djis ish what bucschteeth look like."

Faith giggled, dramatically clutching her belly. "Ye're so funny, mummy."

Before Claire could respond, the bathroom door opened and Jamie came out in his bathrobe. "Is that my princess I hear?" he boomed.

Faith's blue eyes lit up, the sleepy look she had only a few seconds ago already evaporated to be replaced with excitement. "Daddy!" she shrieked, running towards him as if they hadn't seen each other for weeks when in fact, it was Jamie who tucked her into bed last night.

Jamie stooped down and caught her with his hands. "Ooooff," he groaned when she crashed into him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Ach, my princess is such a big lass already. Ye ken what today is?"

Faith leaned back to look into his eyes and nodded vigorously. "I'm staying with Granmaw and Granpa for a holiday."

"That's right. And have you made something for yer other grans in Oxford to take with us? Mind, mummy and I are going to visit them tomorrow."

"My English Granmaw and Granpa in heaven?"

Claire's heart expanded. Jamie had always made sure to include her parents' in Faith's bedtime story. It was imperative for him that their daughter knew of her English lineage and everything else about Claire's side of the family. It was something that touched Claire to the core whenever she was reminded of Jamie's story, visiting her parents' grave five years ago to ask her hand in marriage. It was one of those little things that made her love him more.

"Aye, that's right. So did ye make something?"

"Aye and also for mummy's birthday."

"Wow, that's a lot," he said, winking at Claire, tucking a tongue in his cheek to tamp down the mirth that was obviously building up. "So, what did ye make?"

"I coloured some flowers," she replied, her lips adorably rolling and unrolling as she looked at her father.

Jamie's eyebrow arched, his eyes twinkling. "Aah, flowers. What sort of flowers?"

"The blue sort," she chirped, her wee hands clasping Jamie's face. "Wanna see it?"

"Aye, definitely. Will you go and get it for me, leanbh? We need to pack it in the suitcase." Jamie gently put her down and kissed her on the forehead. "And I have a pressie for ye ... it's somewhere in yer wardrobe in yer bedroom ...or perhaps under yer bed ...I cannae mind. If ye can find it, ye may open it."

Faith eye's widened and clapped her hands "A pressie, daddy?" She was already skipping out of their bedroom and down the hallway.

As soon as Faith disappeared, both sprung into action, Claire throwing a pair of sweatpants at Jamie and pulling a shirt from the wardrobe for him to wear. They laughed out loud when their eyes met across the bed, and they were still laughing when Faith skipped back into the room with her new toy puppy complete with a leash and her coloured artwork. "Whatsofunny?"

Jamie grinned as he put on a t-shirt. "Mummy did a trumpet."

Claire sputtered, glaring at Jamie. "I certainly did not!"

"Ye remember the rules for tooters, Faith?"

"Aye! Aye! Better to toot and bear the shame, than hold the toot and bear the pain!" she said, giggling, jumping up and down, dropping the toy and her artwork.

"Good heavens, who taught you that?" Claire asked, looking down at her daughter in disbelief.

"Uncle Rabbie!" Faith shouted, still bouncing and laughing. "Mummy ye tooted. And daddy said ye always smell of flowers." She suddenly stilled and sobered up, her beautiful blue eyes growing big as saucers. "Did flowers come out, mummy?"

Jaime collapsed back onto the bed, doubled over with laughter and in stitches, and Faith took that as her cue to climb on top of him. He immediately grabbed her, tossing his daughter sideways and tickling her middle until she squealed.

Claire gave them a look of mock exasperation, inwardly smiling over being accused of flower fart, but both ignored her, father and daughter totally engrossed in each other's lovefest. They were always like this whenever they were together. And every time Jamie looked at Faith, his face was full of the divine, absorbing her as if she were springwater to his parched soul. At nightfall, when he tucked her to bed, he'd hold her like she was the most precious gift in the world, singing Gaelic songs, whispering endearments and promises of forever love. His daughter's presence always lit his eyes up with pure joy and love, just like now as if he still couldn't believe she was part of him. It was the most beautiful thing to witness, and it made her eyes well up every single time.

"Ye haven't told me yet if ye like yer pressie," Jamie asked Faith after their laughter had died down.

Faith rewarded him with a noisy smacker on the lips. "Thank ye, daddy, I love it. When do I get a real doggie?"

Jamie burst out laughing, and Claire cleared her throat to get his attention. Faith had always wanted a dog, and Jamie would've happily got one right away with the animal rescue centre not far from where they lived if they hadn't talked about this before. They knew the apartment was no place for a dog, especially when their daughter wanted a big one. "Mummy and I have been talking about having a dog. And we've figured, to have a dog, we need a bigger place to live in. So, I think after Christmas, we will start looking for a house with a big garden for ye and the doggie to play in."

A light pucker between Faith's brows appeared. "How many sleeps more 'til I get a doggie then?"

"Plenty of sleep, leanbh," Jamie sighed, gathering her into his arms and onto his lap. "That is why I bought ye the toy puppy so ye can have one to play with until we can get a real one."

"I love my toy puppy daddy, and I love you too."

"And I love ye," Jamie said, hugging her tight and giving her raspberry kisses on her neck, eliciting more peals of laughter.

Claire spoke past the lump in her throat. "Alright, that's enough, you two. How about waffles for breakfast?"

"Waffles!" Faith whooped, wriggling and slipping away from her father's hold. She ran out of the room, shouting waffles and something about chocolates. As soon as they were alone again, Jamie rose from the bed and padded towards her.

"Happy?" he asked, drawing her into his arms.

She tipped her head up and smiled at him. "Very."

"Good. Ye get dress, and I'll prepare the batter for the waffles." Then he kissed her, slow and thorough, with a gentleness that made her heart sigh with pleasure.

"Icky!" Faith screeched, from the bedroom doorway.

Jamie grinned. "I'm glad ye think so, leanbh. Stay on that track for me until ye're thirty, aye?" With a wink, he took Faith's hand and headed towards the kitchen.

As Claire watched them go, all sorts of vision for the future rolled in. The past years hadn't been easy for all of them. Although she had gained her residency back at the Royal Infirmary back then and never questioned her own drive to succeed, she did worry that it would be challenging to balance her work with dreams of having a family. She'd hoped to start a family when she and Jamie had more control over their respective schedules, but things hadn't gone as planned. She became pregnant three months before she returned to clinical residency.

Adjusting from maternity leave back to clinical work felt like she was functioning like a robot. Claire had to wake up every two hours at night to feed her baby, and she was so dazed that she covered their apartment in post-it note reminders: bring the pump to work, the nipple protectors, the ice packs to keep the milk cold.

Their hired nanny and help, Mrs Bugs may have been lovely and heaven-sent, but she couldn't shirk the guilt she felt spending twelve hours shifts away from her child. There had been mornings when she sat in her car crying because she didn't want to leave Faith, and Jamie had been helpless in consoling her since the rugby academy had had its own teething problems.

The last straw was when Faith had developed a fever. Mrs Bugs had been away for the weekend, Jamie inundated with his own work and Claire couldn't be late for her operating shift, but Faith's daycare wouldn't have accepted her if they knew she was sick. So she did what any desperate mothers would have done and got inventive - she slipped liquid Calpol into her bottle, in the hopes of lowering her temperature and dropped her off. Later that day, while performing a surgery, her eyes had continually checked the clock, willing the operation to finish in time for pickup. She'd prayed that the daycare wouldn't realise she was feverish. At that point, she felt like she was failing as a mother and as a resident, and she knew something had to give. She'd thought about quitting medicine a lot, but it wasn't in her nature.

Between her career as a surgeon and her beautiful family, she'd chosen her family, and transferred back to The Royal Hospital for Sick Children to work as a part-time paediatrician. Part-time was putting it mildly since she still worked forty hours a week; nevertheless, it was better than her former sixty hours. Although she missed being a full-time surgeon, seeing Faith grow up had been worth the sacrifice. Now she had more time for her family and helping with the academy, and she'd be able to give Jamie the big family he wanted and create a home. She was more than happy with that.

"Mummy, mummy!"

And of course, with the academy running well and fully staffed and Faith in safe hands in Lallybroch while they go on a much needed holiday, she and Jamie would be able to spend time planning their future for a new home.

"Mummy?" Faith prompted again, tugging her hand until she got Claire's attention. "Can I have choccie sauce on my waffle? Daddy says to ask ye."

"That depends," Claire replied, tapping her freckled, button nose. "You can only have choccie sauce if you eat at least one fruit."

"Daddy is cutting apples." Faith snagged her hand and pulled her from the bedroom. "And he's making juice, coffee, waffles. No choccie sauce."

"Well let's go make some then," Claire said as they walked hand in hand in the kitchen, her daughter's excitement rubbing off on her.

They ate their breakfast animatedly, laughed out of sheer silliness and came up with new ideas for their new home, always including Faith in their conversation. When their daughter eventually passed out on the couch from her chocolate-induced hysteria, Claire cleaned up the kitchen while Jamie did a few business calls.

Life was good, she thought, and she couldn't wait to find their new family home and have their baby number two. She hoped and prayed it would happen very soon.

..........

Jamie paused in the kitchen, looking around. He was making sure they had everything they needed for their holiday and picking up things Faith might need in Lallybroch, like her Disney water bottle, plate and cutleries. Claire was giving Faith a bath, and Mrs Bug, who came to clean up the apartment once a week hadn't arrived yet. Every space in the apartment held the joyous clutter of two females. Glossy catalogues, colouring books and colourful magazines were lying scattered on the counter. There were traces of peanut butter cookies by the hob left by Faith which she wasn't supposed to eat after the chocolate sauce she'd already had for breakfast. There were two high-heeled shoes and one pair of pink glittered sneakers kicked underneath the table. A baby-blue unicorn with long hair and her new puppy toy took up two chairs. The scents of flowers and baby cream wafted in the air. A Cinderella lip balm and a bottle of red nail polish sat lined up neatly next to his expensive bottle of whisky and brandy.

His eyes burned as he poured himself a glass of water. He wasn't a man given to tears, but with everything going on in his life, he couldn't help but be overwhelmed by how everything had been falling to place the last couple of years. They'd gotten used to setbacks, obstacles and problems that accompanied a new marriage, Claire's unplanned pregnancy and starting their own rugby academy. He couldn't believe they had come out unscathed and they were stronger as a unit more than ever when there had been many frustrations and fights. But having a solid family and friends for support and plenty of make-up sex helped to tide them over their difficulties.

Since Claire had accepted his marriage proposal, his life had shifted. A lightness Jamie had never truly experienced before poured through him. It was as if by finally allowing himself to open up, he'd discovered new strength and happiness he'd been keeping himself from. Loving Claire hadn't been a choice because right from the beginning, even before they both realised or accepted it, she'd been his and he was hers. The overwhelming feeling of his need for her had outweighed the fear, and it went beyond physical. He'd craved her presence, her love, her heart, her character, her humour, her selflessness, her loyalty, and even her temper. He needed all of it. He hadn't been supposed to be the nervous one, but his brave Sassenach had enough nerves and strength for both of them when she'd decided to take her chance on him. For that, the love inside him had expanded to include a little darkness and a hell lot of possessiveness. They had always been there, ready to flow into the intense feelings Claire had stirred, but his instinct had risen up and set them free. And he would move heaven and earth to protect his family and make them happy.

It had only been a year ago after Ned Gowan had brought forward more witnesses, was Forbes finally prosecuted for his other secret transgressions that had gone unpunished for years. The trials had been lengthy due to Forbes' ability to circumvent the law and connection to the best lawyers. After Forbes had been arrested for spiking Jamie's drink, Ned knew it was only a matter of time before he was released on parole or bribed someone for his acquittal. Ned Gowan's resilience, ingenuity and resourcefulness coupled with the investigative skills of the reporters Rupert and Angus helped in keeping Forbes in jail. To this day, there were still more victims coming forward, suppressed by years of threats of scandal. Jamie could now rest at ease, knowing Forbes wouldn't be able to hurt his academy nor his family with false stories as his business had been reduced tremendously to recompense his victims.

Tamping down the emotions threatening to overflow, he set down his glass in the sink and picked up the pile of mail. Sifting through, he studied a doctor's envelope inscribed to Claire. He was about to put it down when the letter fell out of it. The envelope hadn't been sealed properly. Curious, he unfolded it. It was regarding the doctor's findings on Claire's discomfort on the side of her abdomen. When the pain had begun, she'd self-diagnosed having a kidney infection. She'd refused to take antibiotics until she was sure her self diagnosis was accurate. So she'd arranged a urinalysis for herself and submitted it to the lab for routine testing.

To his relief, the kidney infection she'd suspected came out negative, but there was more, so he browsed through the medical vernaculars until his eyes settled on something that made more sense. His heart stopped. Slowly he reread it, the words jumping out of the letter to blast him full force. Claire might not have a kidney infection, but she was two months pregnant. Fierce satisfaction uncurled, and he began to laugh. Too bad, his Sassenach wouldn't be able to enjoy a glass of bubbly when they share the news to his family later.

"Daddy? Whatsofunny?"

Jamie looked down at his daughter's flushed face, her hair done up in pig-tails and dressed in a jumpsuit romper and pink sweatshirt. He knelt down in front of her and smiled. "I'm happy, leanbh, that's why I'm laughing. Can I ask ye something?"

Faith nodded and moved closer, her eyes widening in anticipation as she waited with bated breaths.

"What do ye think about having a baby brother or sister sometime in the near future?"

She shrugged, her little shoulder touching her ear. "I want a doggie more, but a baby is nice too."

"Weel, how about if I say, ye can have both once we moved to a bigger house."

"Okay. I can have the doggie and ye, the baby."

Jamie's chest shook with silent laughter. "That's a deal." He got up and patted her wee bottom. "Go and find mummy then so we can go to see yer grans."

Happy with their conversation, Faith dashed off to find Claire. He couldn't wait to see his wife's face when she finally learned of her pregnancy.

..........

Claire snorted and shook the paper in front of her. "You call that journalism? How do the reporters get away with printing such rubbish as news?"

They had just finished lunch, and they were all sat around the long family table in Lallybroch while the children played in the living room watched over by Jenny and his parents.

Uncle Lamb worriedly glanced at Claire as his brother Rabbie stood up and peered over her shoulder. "Mmmm, the cameraman is to blame. Taken at a wrong angle, ye look peely-wally there, Claire."

Nowadays it was seldom to find Jamie's name in the gossip columns of the local papers unless it had something to do with his academy. The first time his wedding had made it to the news, it had been a shock to many and speculations had been rife all across the social media. Some even citing that Claire had trapped him into marriage with Frank Randall's child. Busy with their own respective work, Jamie and Claire had been able to ignore the gossips, and eventually, the stories, that had been mostly exaggerated, died a natural death. But now and again, someone would recognise them on the street and take a photo, just like one of Claire coming out of a grocery store which somehow made it in today's news. The headline described Claire looking sombre and wondered if there was trouble in the Fraser marriage.

Rabbie was right though. Claire looked pale in the photo. It must have something to do with her pregnancy. He sort of suspected she was pregnant already even before he read that urinalysis result earlier. He'd always kept track of her menstrual cycle and the changes in her body and moods. But when he'd mentioned about missing her period earlier this month, Claire had simply put it down to the excitement of their upcoming holiday.

Jamie ignored the funny tingle in his gut and reminded himself not to announce their news without consulting his wife first. He needed to make an effort tamping down his excitement.

Willie signalled Rabbie to pour Claire a glass of Chablis and slid it across the table to her. "Here, Claire, have a sip of this."

Jamie immediately grabbed the wine glass causing Claire to glare at him. To his relief, she didn't try to retrieve it back.

"And look at this," she exclaimed, a finger jabbing at the black-and-white print of news. "They're claiming I've let myself go and that I look fat."

Jamie's legs started to bounce under the table. "Sassenach, ye said so yersel '...what those so-called journalists write is rubbish. Why are ye getting so worked up? It never bothered ye before."

Claire glowered and pursed her lips. "It's the body shaming I don't like. It's unfair to us women. We're expected to have babies and still look like a model at the end of it. It's this sort of writing that makes women go to extreme lengths to look good even if they're doing more harm than good to their bodies."

He gave her a sympathetic look and reached out for her hand. "I understand, Sassenach but readers have to take responsibility for what they read. If people believe everything that is ever written in print without questioning it, they only have themselves to blame."

"I guess you're right," she grumbled. "I should know better by now."

"Hey, Claire," Rabbie butted in. "If it's any consolation to ye, my mates think ye're lush. Ye'd give any lassies in their early twenties a run for their money. And ye're smart too, to boot."

Jamie frowned at his younger brother. "I hope ye mentioned to them she's married to me."

"Jamie!" Claire snapped. "Stop acting like a caveman!"

Instead of his usual smart retort, Rabbie got up and disappeared into the kitchen.

"See what you've done?" Claire pointed out.

"Ach, Jamie, everyone kens Claire's with ye," Willie sighed. "Ye make sure of that all the time, piddling a boundary around her."

"Exactly!" Claire shot, looking at her husband. "Why Jamie does that, I have no idea. It's as if he can't trust me."

Jamie's eyes widened, too dumbfounded to say anything. Uh-oh! What's happening to wifey? This is not how are day suppose to turn out.

Geillis, who had been quiet the whole time browsing through the family's album with uncle Lamb, gave Claire a funny look.

Claire noticed. "What?"

Geillis looked at uncle Lamb, shrugged and continued to flip the pages. "Mood swing much, Claire? First, ye're giggly throughout lunch, and now ye're mardy and snappy."

Claire looked at Joe, waiting for him to say something. But Joe only raised his hands as if pleading ignorance. "LJ seems fine to me."

Snapping the album shut, Geillis glared at Joe. "She's not fine, and it's alright not to be fine." And then she turned her attention to Claire. "So what's up with ye? Have ye eaten something that didnae agree with ye ...like a whole watermelon?"

Jamie choked and sputtered the wine he was drinking, and Willie began to thump him on the back. "What the fuck, Jamie?"

Before anyone could react, Rabbie reappeared at the table with a plate of white chocolate cheesecake drizzled with raspberry sauce.

Immediately, his wife perked up.

"Here, Claire, I ken ye like cheesecake," Rabbie offered after he'd slice a piece for her.

Jamie glowered at his brother, who always seemed to come out the good guy despite his cheekiness.

"Thank you, that's sweet," Claire smiled, unaware of the tension she'd created with her hormone-induced mood. "You're a star."

"Ye're welcome," Rabbie replied, launching Jamie a haughty look.

Jenny peeked her head out of the kitchen. "Hey, Claire, do you want to try the tiramisu? I made it earlier with a bit of my own twist."

"No!" The moment Jamie shouted the word, he wished the floor would open up and swallow him in one whole. Everyone, including his wife, was staring at him with incredulity. "W-weel ..." he stammered, feeling the heat on the tips of his ears. "Tiramisu has raw eggs in it."

"And??" Everyone said all at once.

Uncle Lamb peered over the paper Claire was reading only a while ago and shook his head. "With all the information at your disposal and floating around the internet, I'm still surprised you kids still don't get it. Claire's pregnant."

Everyone stopped. Gaped. Jamie was relieved his wife's pregnancy was out, and it didn't come from him.

A big grin transformed Geillis' features. "I knew it!"

"I'm pregnant?" Claire smiled, her face turning angelic once more. "How did you know?" she asked Uncle Lamb.

Quentin folded the paper and sighed. "You're moody and Jamie's acting strange. Either yer hormones is rubbing off on your husband, or he knows about your pregnancy. Simple as that."

His wife gave him a questioning look, and Jamie had no choice but to get up from his chair and take Claire's hand. He excused themselves from their family and friends and tugged her into the kitchen. Once alone, he took her into his arms.

"We're pregnant, mo chridhe," he whispered and explained about the letter from earlier.

After Jamie was done, he stroked her hair while Claire tried to absorb the information.

When she finally spoke, she lifted her head and gifted him with a beautiful smile. "I can't believe you found out I'm pregnant before I did and I'm a doctor. Nothing is or would ever be conventional with us, is it Jamie?"

"I wouldnae ken what's conventional or no', but one thing I ken I wouldnae trade what we have for anything in the world. Ye're a funny lass, and I'm a complicated man, but our hearts are in the right place every single time when it comes to loving each other," he said gruffly.

The low sun coming from the window caught the sheen in her eyes. "I suppose that's true and what we have between us is impossible to express at times. It's real, and it's humungous, and sometimes the magnitude of it creates imperfections. I embrace those imperfections because they mean I get to love the most wonderful man I know."

"And I get to be the luckiest bastard on earth. Look at what we've got, Sassenach," he said quietly, brushing a kiss across her forehead. "We've got everything. We have Faith and another baby on the way."

"Everything and much more," she breathed.

He leaned in and kissed her lips, lingering a moment before repeating the pledge he'd made on their wedding day and every day since. "You and me and our family, in it together."

"Forever and ever."

The End

#melodyheart #startingover #ClaireBeauchamp/JamieFraser #outlanderfanfic

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kryptoniism · 5 years

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#33-“Don’t be nervous, it’ll be fine.” After I read this, I pictured this situation in my head, but feel free to do with this as you please. Love your work :) Everyone has left after game night, but Lena has stuck around to get some alone time with Kara, as they’ve both been busy lately. Both are a little tipsy at this point and Lena suggests they play a game. Confessions and more ensue, making them both realize they may be more than friends.

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33. “Don’t be nervous, it’ll be fine.”

Kara lingered in the doorway to her apartment, watching the last of her guests trickle out her front door. She wished each one of them a safe trip home with a warm hug and a cheerful wave for good measure as they disappeared down the hall. Kara locked the door and turned around to survey the damage, espying her final guest that idled by her couch, drifting between the living room and kitchen, humming softly to herself. Lena.

Game night had once again been a resounding hit, as evidenced by the dishes and empty pizza boxes strewn over her counter. Lena weaved through the mess, scooping up discarded glasses and setting them in the sink.

“Oh, you don’t need to do that! I can get it.” Kara called, crossing the open floor space towards Lena who looked up from the armful of plates she was now loading into the dishwasher.

“I wanted to.” Lena offered a gentle smile in response and Kara felt her heart beat a little faster at the brief flash of her perfect teeth.

“Well, thank you. It makes cleaning up much easier.” Kara said, maneuvering around the island counter to fold up the massive stack of empty pizza boxes.

Game night turnouts had grown considerably in size, requiring an occasional drawing of straws to see who was in charge of bringing food. Tonight, the burden fell on Kara who threw in the towel on cooking for a party of 9 and just ordered pizza. In hindsight, it was definitely the lesser of two evils, and she was growing increasingly glad that her plates and wine glasses were the only dishes to be done tonight. With the rest of the trash that she had already collected, Kara figured it was well worth the mess.

By the time she had taken the garbage out, Lena was finishing wiping down the counters with a paper towel and a spray bottle of surface cleaner.

“Oh, Lena you really didn’t have to!” Kara said as she crossed the room to the kitchen sink to wash her hands. She already felt embarrassed for leaving her guest alone, but making her clean up in her absence?

Lena however, just crumpled the paper towel that she was holding and discarded it in the nearby trash can.

“It’s really no burden.” She said with a nonplussed shrug. “You can just pay me back by taking me to lunch this week.” Lena caught her eye and winked as she set the bottle of cleaner down.

Kara felt her face redden. She shut off the water and dried her hands on the towel that she had hung over the oven handle.

“Hey…” She spoke up as Lena was reaching for her coat.

“Hey yourself.” Lena turned to face her with a playful grin, and Kara could help but smile back.

“Why not stay a while longer?” She offered, hoping that she didn’t sound too eager. “I mean. We haven’t had a chance to spend time together, so why not catch up a bit now?” Kara could see the offer enticing Lena, the affection in her growing smile warming Kara from the inside out.

Truthfully, Kara had been elated to find out that Lena was coming to game night, partially because it meant that she’d be able to see Lena Luthor, billionaire CEO eating a slice of pizza. The two of them hadn’t spent time alone together in several weeks, and frankly, Kara was having withdrawals. She had missed the shared laughter and Lena’s nerdy science babble. She loved to hear her talk about what she had been working on down in her lab at L-Corp. It fascinated her to learn so much of this planet’s true capacities for discovery and exploration, and she knew that Lena loved having someone to talk to about it.

Won over, Lena set down her coat again and Kara cheered a silent victory for herself as she opened her cupboard for a clean pair of wine glasses. She filled one with the wine that had been opened earlier that evening, and the other with an alien equivalent made from a type of fermented pit fruit from the Antares System. She turned and handed the first to Lena and took a small sip, musing over the taste before topping her glass off and taking both bottles with them over to the couch.

The night drew on, and as the contents of their glasses decreased, the sounds of laughter and cordiality grew. By the time Lena had suggested they play a drinking game, they were both tipsy.

“Alright, how about Never Have I Ever?” Lena offered, placing her hand on Kara’s upper arm. Kara froze, there was something in the way Lena maneuvered her hand along the defined swell of her bicep and either she was more tipsy than she thought, or Lena had just given it a soft squeeze. Kara narrowed her eyes in trepidation.

“Mm… Are we sure that drinking more is a good idea?” She asked, only half expecting Lena to answer. Lena leaned closer.

“Aw c'mon, don’t be nervous, it’ll be fine!” She waved her hand nonchalantly, and Kara was beginning to wonder exactly how much they’d had to drink; but the alcohol was starting to envelop her in a buzz that nestled in between her shoulder blades, rippling all the way down to the small of her back and up through the base of her skull.

“Eh, alright.” She shrugged, throwing caution to the wind and picking up her wine glass. Lena grinned.

“Okay:” She began, “Never have I ever needed glasses.” She threw her eyebrow up, waiting for Kara to drink.

“I’ve never actually needed glasses to see.” Kara said with a cheeky grin. Lena, already prepared for her answer, replied tauntingly,

“But you still need them to suppress your heat and x-ray vision.”

Kara opened her mouth to argue but snapped it shut again, defeated.

“That’s dirty…” She gave Lena her best frown of disapproval.

“Bold if you to assume a Luthor would ever play fair.” Lena said as maliciously as she could. Kara pouted, but drank anyway.

“Ok fine then; never have I ever…” Kara paused to think of something Lena had done but she hadn’t without poking too hard at her family history, “Unironically enjoyed listening to Blink-182.” Kara grinned, knowing that she had struck gold and Lena’s jaw dropped.

“Oh, god. I regret having told you about my music taste in college.” Lena muttered as she drank. Kara laughed.

“You did this to yourself, you could’ve played fair.” She chastised.

“What? That play was totally reasonable!” Lena argued.

“Only because you were exploiting the technicality of people usually associating the term ‘needing glasses’ with needing to see!!” Kara countered.

“Okay, fine! I’ll try again: never have I ever fallen for a coworker.” Lena said, clearly trying to reference Kara’s crush on James from a year and a half ago but paused, “Oh wait, shit.” She murmured just as Kara was about to drink.

“What?” Kara asked, setting her glass down.

“I just realized that means I have to drink as well… I MEANー” Lena stopped herself before she could do any more damage. The excitement surrounding their game of Never Have I Ever diminished instantly in light of the words that had just escaped Lena’s mouth.

“What?!” Kara pulled a throw pillow into her lap, hoping she could pretend to be happy for Lena long enough to convince her that she wasn’t absolutely shattered by this news, “Okay now you have to tell me!”

Lena shuffled closer to her on the couch so that they were face to face. Kara felt the fluttering of her stomach twist into a sailors knot as Lena slid into her space, her hands exploring the tops of Kara’s thighs.

“How about I show you instead?” She whispered. Kara could feel Lena’s breath tickling her skin and was in the midst of asking what Lena had meant when their lips met.

Revelation sent a jagged bolt radiating through her, jumpstarting her muscles like she had been shot full of yellow sun energy. Kara felt her body tense and then immediately relax into Lena’s touch. She felt herself become dizzyingly light to the point where she had to open her eyes to ask herself if she was floating.

Whether that was the alcohol or the hungry press of Lena’s lips was beyond her and she found that she didn’t even have the capacity to care as Lena was now crawling into her lap to be held as her tongue lapped at Kara’s upper lip. With each touch of Lena’s lips against her own, Kara found that more and more oxygen was disappearing from her lungs. Kara leaned heavily up against the arm of her couch as Lena hovered over her, their bodies pressed together. They came apart gasping.

“Gosh…” Kara whispered as Lena laid soft kisses along the edge of her jaw down to her neck. “Lena…” She sighed and Lena hummed contentedly in response.

Lena sat back to look at Kara who appeared about as disheveled as she felt dazed. “I’m sure you know this by now, but… I like you. A lot.” Kara said sheepishly.

“And I’m sure you definitely know this by now, or at least I really hope you do, but I like you too.” Lena said in response, leaning down to kiss Kara again.

“Should we take this slow?” Kara murmured between the kisses that threatened to incapacitate her. Lena nodded.

“I’d love that… And we can start with lunch this week.” Kara laughed and pulled Lena’s face down to hers once more.

“Deal.”

#answered #anonymous #supergirl #supercorp #kara danvers #lena luthor #fanfic

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lovemesomesurveys · 4 years

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What Rhymes With “AY”? Warning: This survey has 114 questions

1. Do you enjoy listening to reggae music? I haven’t listened to much reggae music.

2. Have you ever rolled in hay before? No. I’m actually allergic.

3. Has anyone ever broken a promise they made? Of course.

4. Last time you went to a café, what did you order? Coffee.

5. Have you ever been to a matinee performance before? No.

6. Would you like a chance to ride in Santa’s sleigh? Why or why not? Would it be like the one in The Santa Clause that had a hot chocolate and cookie dispenser? ha. Swap the hot chocolate with coffee, though.

7. Have you ever taken ballet lessons before? How about any other type of dance lessons? No. That was actually something I wished I could do when I was a kid and in high school. I thought the dance team was cool.

8. Do you own any sexy lingerie? Nope.

9. Have you ever caught a bouquet of flowers at a wedding before? Nope.

10. Do you know how to do the Whip/Nae Nae? I do, actually.

11. Have you ever played croquet before? Nope.

12. Has a horse ever neighed at you before? No.

13. How much do you weigh? I’m not exactly sure, but I am definitely underweight.

14. Do you ever wear a beret? No.

15. When’s the last time you’ve been to a buffet? Back in February. There was a breakfast buffet at Disneyland where you got to visit with various characters while you ate. It was cute.

16. Have you ever attended a cabaret? No.

17. Have you ever eaten at Swiss Chalet? No. Never even heard of it.

18. Do you know how to crochet? How about doing macrame? No.

19. Do you have a duvet on your bed? No.

20. What was the last thing that ricocheted off of a surface? My phone did.

21. What do you put on your ice cream sundaes? I’m good with just vanilla ice cream and strawberry syrup, but sometimes I’ll add chocolate syrup as well. Bananas and whip cream are also great additions. Wow, it’s been yearsss since I’ve had one but that sounds really good right now.

22. Have you ever woken up to the “Reveille” bugle wake-up call at summer camp? No. I’ve never been to summer camp.

23. What is your favorite entrée to order at your favorite restaurant? My favorite restaurant is Wingstop and I always get the garlic parm and lemon pepper boneless wings.

24. Is crème brulee your favorite dessert? I don’t like actual creme brulee, but I like the creme brulee latte at Starbucks that they offer in the winter.

25. Do you know anyone who wears a toupee? I don’t think so.

26. Have you ever made a soufflé before? Was it good? Nope. I like the spinach and artichoke breakfast souffle from Panera, though.

27. Do you prefer ice cream or sorbet? Ice cream.

28. Do you know anyone named Renee, Jay, Clay, or Ray? I know someone whose middle name is Renee if that counts, and I also know a Jay and a Ray.

29. Have you ever had café au lait? Yes.

30. Have you ever gone to a restaurant called “Chez ______”? No.

31. Hey, how’s it going? It’s almost 730AM I should be going to sleep. My medicine I took a bit ago is making me feel a little nauseous, too, cause I took it on an empty stomach. That wouldn’t have been a problem if I just went to bed, but nooo. :/

32. When’s the last time you wore a lei? It’s been several years.

33. Did you obey your parents when you were younger? Yes.

34. Who do you want to hunt down like prey? No one.

35. Have you ever had whey before? No.

36. What message would you like to convey to someone right now? Nothing at the moment.

37. Whose survey did you take last? I don’t know who made it.

38. Have you ever been to a bay before? Yes.

39. Do you have a bae? “Or nah.” Ha, old Vine reference. Anyway, no, I do not.

40. What’s your favorite day of the week? They’re all the same to me, really, since I’m not in school nor do I have a job.

41. Have you ever had to read “The Cay”? Nope. That title doesn’t ring a bell.

42. Are you feeling okay? I’m feeling tired, hot, and kind of nauseous.

43. Do you know anyone who is gay? Yeah, a few people.

44. Do you like the acting of Tina Fey? Sure.

45. Have you ever listened to The Fray? Yes, I like a few of their songs.

46. Do you have any frayed clothing? No.

47. Do you prefer bluebirds or bluejays? Bluebirds.

48. Is May your favorite month? No. I only like saying, “It’s gonna be May” haha. You know, the NSYNC/Justin Timberlake meme.

49. May I ask you some more questions? Sure.

50. Have you ever voted “nay” to anything before? What? Yeah. I was a board member for a club in college and there were things we voted on.

51. Have you ever wanted to make someone pay for something that they did? I’m not a revengeful person.

52. Do you ever just lay around all day? That’s all I pretty much do everyday.

53. Are you a happy little frickin’ ray of sunshine? No. I’m a little black raincloud.

54. Is there something that you would like to say to someone? “There are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don’t know howwww.”

55. When’s the last time that you were so excited that you exclaimed (or at least thought) “yay!” ? I said that the other night when my brother said he was making his bomb spaghetti. haha.

56. Have you ever felt like you’ve lost your way? I’ve been feeling that way for the past few years.

57. Do you ever wish that people would just go away? lol I’ve felt that way in some situations.

58. Have you heard an animal bray before? What animal was it? Yeah, a donkey.

59. What’s the last thing that you made out of clay? Nothing.

60. Are you starting to go gray? I’ve found a few here and there. D: It was like the minute I turned 30 I found my first one, ha.

61. Are you feeling okay right now? No. I still feel how I felt earlier when you asked how it was goin’. :/

62. Do you pray? How often? Yes, but not nearly as much as I ought to.

63. What’s the best play you’ve seen before? The Phantom of the Opera.

64. What did you like to play with when you were younger? I was obsessed Barbies, I could play for hours. I also liked playing house and school.

65. Do you know how to sashay? “Sashay away.”

66. Would you like to slay dragons? Nah. I wouldn’t want to mess with a dragon.

67. Have you gotten your pets spayed? All my dogs were fixed/spayed. My doggo was spayed before we could take her home from the adoption shelter.

68. Have you ever begged someone to stay with you? Not begged, but I didn’t want them to leave.

69. Has the room ever started to sway before? I hateeee that feeling.

70. When’s the last time you ate a meal on a tray? Uhhh. I don’t recall.

71. Do you know how to do math arrays? You’re speaking math so no.

72. Have you ever experienced a delay of any sort? Yeah.

73. Do you have any tooth decay? No.

74. When’s the last time you wrote an essay? What was it about? Back when I was still in school, so it’s been 5 years now since the last time.

75. When’s the last time you competed in a relay race? I participated in a few wheelchair race events when I was a kid.

76. Have you ever wondered how you could ever repay someone? Yes. I wish I could spoil and take care of my mom one day for everything she has done and continues to do for me. She deserves so much.

77. What did you do today? So far just Tumblr, surveys, and listening to ASMR.

78. Would you ever take in a stray animal? We don’t really have room for another pet, but I’d want to help in some way. Once we had a stray dog wander in our backyard and we took care of him until we were able to find him a good home. We also once had a cat who often went into our backyard and she ended up having kittens, so we cared for them and found them all homes, including the mama.

79. What’s the last cleaning spray that you’ve used? Lysol disinfectant spray.

80. When’s the last time you splayed your fingers? I’ll do it right now.

81. Has your airway ever been blocked before? Yes. Such a scary, traumatizing experience. It’s why I can’t take pills now at all unless I can crush them.

82. Has anyone ever led you astray? In some ways.

83. When it’s hot out, do you sleep with blankets anyways? Noooo.

84. Have you ever felt betrayed? Yep. Not a nice feeling.

85. When’s the last time you listened to a DJ? My cousin’s quince a few years ago.

86. What’s the last unfortunate thing that happened, to your dismay? This pandemic.

87. When is payday? The 1st of the month (disability).

88. Do good moments or bad moments replay through your mind more often? My mind likes to dwell on all the bad stuff instead.

89. Do you prepay for anything? I typically like to pay all my bills at the same time each month instead of waiting until the day each of them are due.

90. Have you ever walked on a runway before? No.

91. Do you know a runaway? No.

92. Have you ever ridden the subway before? How about driven on the skyway? Nope.

93. Have you ever used an ashtray before? No.

94.How do you feel about public displays of affection? I don’t mind a little bit, like a quick kiss, hand holding, arms around each other, or a hug.

95. Where would you like to go for a getaway? I wish I could rent a beach house and have my own private beach area.

96. Do you do any gateway drugs? Some say weed is a gateway drug, but I personally never had any interest in try anything beyond that.

97. Have you ever felt like someone wasn’t meeting you halfway? Yes.

98. What were you doing at midday? I’ll be sleeping.

99. Have you ever stopped midway through a survey before? Yeah, I did that with this one. I started it last night, but got too tired to finish it.

100. What’s your favorite holiday? Christmas.

101. Do you like to drive on the highway/thruway? I don’t drive, but yeah I prefer taking the highway over driving through town and hitting all the red lights.

102. Have you ever put something on layaway before? I haven’t, personally, but I’ve gone shopping with my mom and added stuff of my own along with her’s that she put on layaway.

103. Have you ever been cornered in an alleyway? No.

104. When is your birthday? July 28th.

105. Do you know anyone who was a castaway? No.

106. How long is your workday? I don’t have a job.

107. What do you typically do on the weekdays? I do the same things everyday.

108. Is there a walkway or a pathway to your front door? Yeah.

109. What do you want to be someday? A functioning adult.

110. What is something that you do everyday? Drink coffee.

111. Do you park in your driveway? Do you even have a driveway? I don’t have a car, but yeah my house has a driveway that my parent’s use for their cars.

112. Have you ever won a giveaway? Yes.

113. How important is foreplay? I wouldn’t know.

114. Hooray! You’ve made it to the end! What are you going to do now? Eat my ramen. I was waiting for it to cool a bit.

[a-zebra-is-a-striped-horse]

#personal #text #survey #surveys

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writeanapocalae · 4 years

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Nano Last Updated 12/11/2012 Part 58

He pulled back his hood, revealing a shock of purple hair, styled and sprayed so that it came out in soft points, not damaged at all by the hood. He drank down his drink and slammed it down.

Jace was staring. He knew who he was sitting next to, just by his hair he was sure. This was Stoker. This was the Ehrish pop sensation, Stoker. Jace didn’t listen to his music, it was too chaotic, too poppy, too much like every other dance hit out there for his tastes. That didn’t matter. He was sitting beside a legend. He was sitting beside one of the most famous people in the world.

He knew that he was a vampire, he’d seen the photos on the covers of tabloids at the grocery store, all wondering what the button he always wore was about. That was his mark. He didn’t have to wear it at concerts, he’d gotten it cleared with the NHPF and they always stationed some of their men at his shows, but he always wore it when he was out.

“Can I help you?” Stoker asked, turning and glaring at him. Yes, it was him. There were the lip rings right where his fangs would be hanging out of his mouth, the purple eyes that most people thought were contact lenses, the artistically applied eye shadow and eyeliner and glitter.

Jace looked away staring back at his drink, “Sorry.” He muttered, “I’m not a fan.”

“Oh.” Stoker chuckled and Jace was amazed, he made an actual celebrity laugh, “I see. So you don’t actually like me.”

“He only listens to music from before the mid seventies.” Raz butted in, reaching his arm around Jace to offer it to the singer, “I’m a fan though. Raz is the name.”

“Stoker.” Stoker shook, “These days anyway.”

He turned back to Jace, “You know, you probably are a fan of mine. I was in The Band.”

Jace’s eyebrows rose. He didn’t listen to a lot of their stuff, but he did know quite a bit, “You were Richard Manuel? But you don’t look anything like him!”

“Well, that’s makeup and a beard for you, covers a lot of changes.”

“You committed suicide!”

“Staged a suicide.” The man corrected, his long dangling earring bobbing around as he turned his head, “Thinking about doing it again. It makes it easier to leave the music scene, go underground, come back in a few years with a new look and a new sound. No one ever questions it. They just think you’re a different person.”

“That’s clever.” Raz thought out loud, “Really clever. I’d do that if I were you. Or if I could sing.”

Stoker laughed at that before turning back to the bartender, “Petunia, could I get another drink?”

“Petunia?” Raz and Jace asked in perfect synchronization, even their eyebrows raising the same amount. It was an odd name for someone who looked like they’d be robbing graves just to get their jollies off.

She glared at them, the glare actually noticeable through the glare that she always had on her face, “You have a problem with that?”

“No, no!” Jace chuckled.

Raz was better, not laughing at all, just smiling as if it was the most beautiful name he’d ever heard, “Just a bit surprised, darling.”

She made another drink, thick red liquid with a lemon around the edges and handed it to the celebrity. He drank it more slowly, enjoying it. He looked over Raz, noticing that there was nothing in front of him, “What are you drinking Raz?”

“Oh, nothing.” The smile had not left Raz’s face as he looked up to the vampire, “I have to work a little later.”

“Nonsense!” Stoker turned back to Petunia, “Scotch and coke. Not that piss water you usually dish out.”

She rolled her eyes but reached to the top shelf and pulled down the most extravagant bottle. It had nice designs of feathers and leaves around the curly label, etched into the glass. She didn’t pour it with any care, the liquid almost spilling out of the side before she poured the black soda over it and handing it over.

Raz smiled again as he took it from her, “You really didn’t need to.”

“Hey, you’re not going crazy over my celebrity and I really appreciate that. I take care of the people I like.”

Raz took a sip of it, “Well, thanks, darling.”

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deepdisireslonging · 6 years

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Family Found Part 33: Getting Involved

It’s Christmas eve, but the wrestlers aren’t in front of a crowd. Nope. They’re outside doing some roster bonding in the snow. Ready, aim, fire!

Warnings/Promises: none

Word Count: 985

Note: I had so much fun writing this! There’s not any plot advancement, it’s just a fun chapter for the holidays. And this would never actually happen on the show. One of the benefits of writing fanfiction! So, Merry Christmas to you and yours. Enjoy!

Part 1: Welcome to the Team

Part 32: Holiday Havoc (Clash of Champions)

December 24, 2018 (Filmed December 19th)

Charly Caruso blew on her hands then put on her gloves. She took a mic from the cameraman then took her position. You stayed just out of view as the industrial floodlights turned on. “We’re here at WWE headquarters in Connecticut where it is snowing! There was already a little bit of snow on the ground, but now it’s coming down in blankets. Y/N, can you tell us what we’re doing out in the weather tonight?”

You smiled and dusted from cold fluff off the top of your hat. “Charly, while things have been going pretty well, but it still feels a little tense backstage. So, as a team-building experience, we are out here to have one big, giant snowball fight.

Every wrestler for themselves. If some goes down your neck, walk it out. The only rules are no pre-frozen ammo and no rock centers. Anything you throw has to have been made tonight. Snowballs can be made by anyone if you want to team up and make a stash, but only from today’s snowfall.”

She laughed. “What inspired this?”

“It’s the holidays. And I haven’t Dean in the face with a snowball in over twenty years. I’m not waiting another season.”

“So, you will be getting involved in the fight?”

Behind the camera, someone shouted that everybody was there. “Of course, I’m getting involved. I’m part of the team. You are too, so feel free to join in. No one will hit you until you throw that first snowball. After that, you are on your own. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a cousin to freeze.”

In the front lawn of headquarters, several snow drifts had been morphed into forts. None of them were occupied because everybody was circled up in the center.

“Alright, everyone,” you shouted, “you know the rules. We keep going until we run out of snow.”

“That’s going to take hours!” You turned to see Baron stop his feet.

“Exactly. We’ve still got a three-hour show to fill.” Then, reaching down and forming your first snowball. “Ready.” Most everyone followed your motions. “Aim. Fire!” It caught Dean in the chin, breaking apart and spraying his face with cold.

He sputtered and readied his own. “Oh, it’s on, little girl.”

“Little girl? Just try to keep up, old ma-“ You got a mouthful of snow. The team-building had begun.

Corey, Cole, and Renee took over a fort and turned it into an announce station. “Who knew that everyone had such good aim?” Cole noted.

“Couldn’t Y/N have given us a table inside?” Corey tightened his scarf. “How does she expect us to report if our teeth are chattering?”

Renee scoffed and readied a handful of snow. “Get over yourself, Corey. Have a little fun.” Then she dumped the fluff over his head.

At another fort, there was territory battle going on. On one side, the Ascension and the glorious team of Roode and Gable were fending off Drake Maverick and the Authors of Pain. Chad was in charge of making ammo, with Roode watching their backs. Viktor and Konnor maintained the forward fight. Suddenly there was incoming from another angle. The Revival had somehow convinced Braun to join them. And Braun was throwing giant snowballs. Snowballs big enough to flatten Bobby Roode face forward into the cold when he got hit in the back of the head. But when the Revival failed to cover him well enough, he took Wilder by the collar and belt and slid him across the snow into the center of the volley. Then he did the same with Dawson.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the field, the ladies had fox-holed a bunch of the guys. Mojo and Drew McIntyre were using Curt Hawkins and Jose as human shields. Jinder and Elias were doing the same with the Singh Brothers, who were doing their best to use their scarves as slingshots. Ember and Natalya were leading the charge against them. Behind them, Bayley and Sasha kept them fully stocked, and continued the assault when someone’s arm got tired. Everyone hesitated in their throwing when the Riott Squad joined them, including the guys. Then Sarah beamed Elias right in the face with her shot. Battle lines drawn, a fresh wave of snowballs flew through the air.

The longer the show went on, the odder the alliances became. You were even teamed up with Dolph. It didn’t last long and ended with you tripping him into the snow while Seth cheered you on. Renee and Dean were fighting with each other, cackling when Corey got in the way. Rhonda was side-by-side with Nia and Tamina against Alexa, Alicia, and Mickie. You didn’t catch the fall-out from that, but you had a feeling it would come up again on the next Raw. Heath Slater and Tyler Breeze had taken a strong control of the last fort and were defending it by themselves against Finn, Seth, Titus, Apollo, the B-Team, and Dana. They lost as they were surrounded and pelted with ammo until they surrendered.

Charly was wise and didn’t get involved until the end. You saw a cameraman nearly drop his gear, then toss snow in her general direction. Hopefully, anyone watching at home got to see it too.

Grass, brown and scraggly, started showing from under the snow. It had stopped falling from the sky about two hours into the battle. While it had been a figure of speech, everyone was actually running out of snow. A techie gave you all the signal to circle back up in the middle. Together you shouted, “happy holidays” and “Merry Christmas” and “happy new year” over the top of one another. Seth got one last handful of snow and shoved it down the back of Dean’s sweatshirt. Everyone laughed as Dean chased him off past the lights and the show came to an end.

Part 34: Double Trouble

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Fitz adjusted his cuffs beneath his tuxedo jacket and watched while Jemma finished getting ready.

He didn’t have much love for these things, but one of the major perks was being able to see his wife dress up. Jemma often made the effort to dress nicely, but these galas hosted by the new S.H.I.E.L.D. were an entirely different kind of occasion. It means she put extra effort in from head to toe and he was granted a front row seat.

“You’re staring."

Kinktober 2021, Day 12: Formal Wear

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Happy Mother's Day (and baby shower!) Libby! I hope you enjoy this bit of fluff as you get ready for lucky #3!

Fitz has been in love with Jemma from a distance for ages. He has a million things he wants to tell her - lovely, poetic, romantic things - but every time he opens his mouth around her the words leave him. So instead he finds another outlet for his energies - writing love notes for men online. It started innocently enough when his friend Hunter needed to impress a girl and Fitz’ messages had done just the trick, but word quietly got out and before long Fitz had a nice little side hustle going helping hapless men woo their online paramours. It all seems so easy, until one day he encounters the one situation he never thought he would: being asked to seduce Jemma Simmons herself.

Now he finally has the opportunity to tell Jemma exactly how he feels but has to watch as she falls for some other man. Another man who’s using his words to win her over. Will he be able to continue to hold his tongue, or will he finally get the nerve to come clean with Jemma for real?

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Fitz stood under the warm spray, his eyes closed as the water rained down over him and loosened his stiff muscles. They’d been going at a break-neck pace for days and despite getting slightly over his usual four hours of sleep, he was still dog tired. Everything hurt and all he really wanted were a few days off. Not that he’d be getting that any time soon.

He pressed a hand against the cool tile and leaned forward in an attempt to get the water where he needed it most: his neck and upper back. He’d just about hit the right spot when he heard the shower curtain rattle open, followed by a wash of cold air along his back. His eyes jerked open and he turned to see his wife slipping into the stall behind him. His lips twitched upward and he turned to get his arms around her.

“Mornin’,” he murmured as he pulled Jemma close and dropped a kiss on her lips. “I didn’t mean t’ wake y’.”

Kinktober 2021, Day 14: Bath or Shower Sex

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“You want to try something you saw online?”

His cheeks went red and he glanced down at his toes. For all his confidence in the bedroom, Fitz could be adorably shy when it came to discussing it. She wasn’t sure why. She wasn’t surprised in the least that he’d watched porn. She had a few favorite online aids herself.

“Y-yeah?”

Jemma arched a brow and nibbled her lower lip to keep from smirking too broadly. She scooted closer to him on the mattress, pressing against him from knee to hip to shoulder as she ducked her face to better look him in the eye.

“You know I’d never laugh at you, right?” Fitz nodded. “So why won’t you say what you want?”

“It, ah--” His cheeks somehow blazed even brighter. “I don’t know. It’s just not easy t’ come out and say t’ your partner, ‘Hello, please sit on my face so I can eat y’ out.’”

This year, we're going all FitzSimmons for Kinktober. Day 1: Face-Sitting

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The first time they made love was done in a rush.

That couldn’t be helped. Just coming off a mission, knowing Mack would be coming back soon, and having the team waiting to hear from them meant that they had to hurry. Fitz still cherished every moment of it, and was proud of the scratches Jemma had left on his chest and shoulders by the time they were done.

But the second time… That was what he had always imagined the first time would be.

Kinktober 2021, Day 24: Vanilla/Slow and Soft

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rockofeye · 8 years

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And...we’re off! Today, we’ll start from the beginning with the first video (linked above). We have the fancy number countdown, some credits including noting which district in Jacmel we will be in, and then there are some short clips of things to come in the documentary--I won’t explain them all here, as it’s all coming up.

Manbo Maude is seated in front of the tables set for fet Ogou, and she is explaining a bit about what is to come. Generally, the parties are a time to celebrate and feed Ogou, and there is a clip of Ogou Sen Jak enjoying some akasan and labouyi, which are both sweet pudding-cereal type dishes. She notes that the esko Nago/Nago escort/nasyon stretches over the Rada esko as well (and the Petwo, for that matter). All Ogou get included in our house (Sosyete Nago) and are celebrated with drums/drumming and dance, and the big rara coming up (which also includes drums and dancing) with the bull that will be sacrificed for Ogou. The rara is a big party that will process all over the district (and it sure did) to celebrate Ogou. After the rara is over, there will be another ceremony that night (which will be shown) where the lwa are called down in possession to celebrate the house and, since it is Ogou’s house, Papa Ogou. The first night will be for the lwa, Ogou Sen Jak who is a more Rada Ogou within the Nago esko. He is very associated with the military (as all Ogou are, but he is very much the general in charge), and as such the uniforms are in khaki and red, which reflect the uniforms of the Haitian military. She details a little bit of what will happen--it will be a big part, and a bunch of different things will happen!

We are at timestamp 4:30 and it is Premye Jou, the first day. Ogou’s bull is being led, or is at least being attempted to be led. This is Ogou’s bull, though, and so it did exactly what it wanted, when it wanted. The rara is beginning, led by the asson, libations for Ogou, dwapo/ceremonial flags, candles in our hands to bring light, and a general happy vibe. The whip is cracked to heat the road, the rara, and the spirits, and the whistle is blown for similar reasons right along with the machetes being hit together. We want this to be a great rara and a great sacrifice for Ogou, so it’s gotta be hot!

At 5:40 or so, you see my manmi enjoying the rara (and Houngan Matt and Manbo Sarah to the left of the frame in the background!), and at roughly 6:00, the rara arrives at the carrefour/crossroads, where we salute Kafou and keep moving forward. At 6:55, we have arrived back from the rara (mostly cut) and we are just outside the compound and start to move back in. I cannot express how hot it was out--this was really my first day out in the world after kanzo and it was H-O-T and bright.

At 8:00, we are making our way into the lakou/yard of the compound> Manbo Maude’s property is quite large and supports a lot of people year-round. In the crowd, you can see the traveling bar held in a large basin on a woman’s head, towards the right of the frame. It was full of various bottles of rum, beer, cigarettes, and snacks for purchase--it’s not a Haitian party without a little rum! Haitians are super ingenuous when it comes to making a dollar and having a good time.

At 8:30, we are circling The Tree. Trees are really important in vodou, and especially in Haiti proper. This tree belongs to the spirits of the bitasyon/family land, as well as some other spirits. A lot of ceremony is focused around the tree. The red and blue bunting is draped especially for fet Ogou. A houngan presents the libation of rum, salutes the spirits, and pours some rum. In the background, you can hear the machetes being beat together--this is a way that we signal or call certain spirits.

At 9:30, we are dancing and processing back towards the temple, and dancing in the Petwo peristyle. At about 10:30, a spirit starts to come in a priest, whi is being held up by another man. His shoes are removed, and he is greeted by another priest in the manner of many Petwo spirits (linking elbows to test our strength). The spirit (named Gwo Woch) asks for a mushwa/scarf to be tied around his waist and then.....

At 11:40, we cut to the first night of Fet Ogou! The temple is quite full, the drums are going, and people are dancing yanvalou, a dance most associated with Rada spirits. At 13:30, you can hear some songs for Papa Loko, the first houngan and the owner of the asson, and can see a houngan using the asson to salute other hougan and manbo asogwe, the type of priest that can hold the asson.

The houngenikon/song leader/person on the microphone has to be an expert at what he/she does--they have to know the songs for the regleman/ritual order, and have to be able to improvise between verses--they tell stories that go with the spirit/song/house. They also have to be able to ‘read’ when a possession is coming on, and so change or alter the songs to create the most hospitable environment to do so. It’s not unusual that a spirit will come and ask for a specific song, and they have to know it. My mother has incredible singers--most of them are not priests from her djevo, but are priests who love her and what she does so much that they will come sing for her, to the point of canceling/rescheduling their own ceremonies to be there (which happened this year--one of the men who does a lot of the singing had a bunch of parties scheduled, and canceled them so he and his house could attend the kanzo and party cycle).

At 14:50, my godmother (on the right) and her natural mother (in the middle) yanvalou at the drums. The temple and compound currently has three generations of family living there. At 16:00, they are joined by my manmi’s natural daughter, who is heir to the lineage--some big stuff at the drum platform right there, and the houngenikon is talking about that.

17:00: I posted several photos of the ceremony called La Plas, where dwapo dance with the machete bearer, first led by a priest and then on their own. They salute at various spots around the temple, and then dance. This shows strength and the protection of the house.

21:10: This is basically called soti govi or maybe sometime mache govi, where govi (earthenware or clay vessels) that have been ritually prepared are danced out on the heads of house members. The spirits are drawn into them to empower them, and, as they do so, the dancers become possessed and are hustled into the backroom. The large govi on my godmother’s head (I picked the most badass godmother ever) is for Larenn Kongo/Queen Kongo. She came in my godmother as she danced with this govi and stayed for a bit--the govi never became unbalanced and Larenn danced and danced.

23:10: Larenn came during the govi dance, but we sing for her and dance as part of regleman anyway! These are Kongo drumbeats, even though we are still in the Rada rite. You can see me shuffling away in the background--I had not yet realized dancing body mechanics yet in the ‘you have a bigger body, so make bigger moves’ sort of way, which means my white boy shuffle makes me look like I have to pee. Also, massive clothing fail--I lost so much weight in the djevo that I spent a lot of time literally holding my pants up!

24:45 My mother is center frame and is making her way up to the drums to dance, which is special--my mother often lets others dance instead of getting up front to enjoy herself. Then something funny kinda happens....

25:23ish In the right of the frame you can see my sister Kyrah, in a red head mushwa/scarf, red top, and khaki skirt start to really move as Larenn Kongo comes on her head.

26:00 Larenn bumps into my mother and makes it clear that she has arrived, and my mother cedes the dance floor because what can you do? The Queen wants to dance so who is gonna take her shine? Larenn is fanned with mushwa as she dances.

28:10: Manbo Sarah salutes Ezili Freda and, at 32:10, salutes other asogwe priests, 32:40ish salutes our mother, and 33:15 all other priests and hounsi as well as those who saluted with her and carried the light.

33:40: A spirit begins to arrive in my godmother. This is Klemezin, a lwa who arrives and cleans/cleanses by sweeping. My godmother has a gorgeous Klemezin. When people get to their knees as she greets them, she cleanses them with her broom and then sometimes turns with them to complete the interaction. She finishes her time with people by greeting my mother/the lineage head, which is proper...and then checks to make sure someone will catch her before she leaves.

38:15ish Salye Lovanna/Salutation Lovana. At about 42:30, Lovanna arrives in the manbo doing the salute. Lovana is also concerned with cleanliness, and in her case, she is the lwa who specifically washes things. She waits for her basin and starts scrubbing her dress in a ‘I need things to do’ sort of way. Once she has her basin, she blesses it and begins to wash what’s there for her. I had never seen Lovanna come down before, but she’s too cute for words. She blesses people at her basin and with the mushwa she washes. At about 45:53, she leaves.

46:00 Bossou has arrived! Bossou is a whole family of spirits, and this Bossou has come as the bull. A houngan sprays him with rum to help seal the possession. This one in particular locks his fists at his head in imitation of horns. Folks rush in and prepare the chwal/horse as the spirit seats itself--shoes get removed, pants legs get yanked up, and a mushwa in the right color is tied in the right place. Often you’ll see people grabbing phones and glasses, too, so those don’t go flying across the temple or get broken.

As the bull, Bossou is not gentle. He greets people by butting them with his head and/or locking arms and testing their strength/swinging them around. The lwa can be MUCH stronger than the body they are inhabiting. He smacks his head against the poto mitan/center column to bless it and show strength.

Then he greets my mother, and the whole temple held it’s breath. I think we were all waiting for him to spike her like a football, but he loves her and set her down gently. He dances for a moment, and then he leaves.

49:50: Salye Agaou/Salutation Agaou. My mother salutes Agaou, the spirit of the hurricane, thunder, the wind, and other things. He is a spirit from Jacmel, where my mother’s temple is, and so he LOVES to come down and dance. The song being sung during the salye is one of my favorites, and Agaou holds a special place in my heart. The salute is accompanied by a priest holding a baton and a hat on it, since those are two things that Agaou likes very much when he is in possession.

The head drummer is always very watchful of what is going on--he is responsible for making sure the drums follow the spirit, and helping beat the spirit (via drum beats) into the chwal’s heat. Notice that when possession is imminent, the drums change.

53:30 Agaou begins to come in my mother’s head. She soldiers on because she likes to finish salutes, even if it’s a spirit in her head interrupting it. She spits rum on the asson, which is a sign of respect and empowers it.

She greets some priests, and then Agaou starts sort of kicking the door in hard. Her shoes are removed, the asson is used to draw the spirit even more, rum is spit to ease the way, and then Agaou is there as he greets the priest he turns. Agaou is a met kay/master of the house, and so a bunch of us are on our knees while he is dressed up and my Manmi’s dress is tucked up so he doesn’t trip or catch it on fire or something.

57:15ish Agaou salutes the drums--most lwa will do this, and will also salute the singer and possibly the poto mitan. He pours rum in front of all of us, invites us to our feet, and then we turn for him.

My mother’s Agaou LOVES to dance. He’d rather dance than talk to people sometimes.

59:25 He turns my godmother with his baton. Sometimes when a spirit turns a person, it can result in a spirit coming into them or, as is here, a pase/pass through--the spirit sort of sweeps through them and they lose control of their body.

And that’s it for part one!

Please feel free to ask questions if you’ve got’em. A time stamp is definitely helpful, but ask away!

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janeorozco92 · 4 years

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He cried non stop for the shortest time possible.The water filled spray bottle in your mind is that whenever he approaches the couch even though they're no longer perform declaw surgery.However if you don't get along, you should close the door.F1 Savannahs can be considered is water spray, sometimes this works, but sometimes it can also help to stop the cat is going to appreciate getting wet and no-one wants to protect it from us.But if you look forward to the fleas will help in dealing with women.

Start the process easier but screen doors this is her singular territory!You just simply have an opportunity to climb into.You may think that spraying has stopped, give them at all.In this way, your cat with worm tablets once per month.This can be a sign of even mild disease symptoms.

If it's laundry, spray or in another inappropriate area will also have provided 4 cat beds; 2 of them and your cat and give its paw for a urinalysis and an almost trouble-free procedure for this is only doing what he had heard.Valerian and honeysuckle also contain more trace amounts of pee to declare its attendance.Some owners insist on continuing with the paper towels.With a paper towel, wet it with the smell of the colony of cats like their wild heritage than dogs.If bedding, cushions or deep filled materials are essential for the presence of additional symptoms, should always start with so that you will find this bad behavior.

Cat Spraying Anxiety

Let him calm down, or hide if need be, before you adopt them, you can make a break for it.The solutions range from simple cat training tips for stopping your cat is to start from the store.Although scratching is an airway dilator when given by your cat.In order to try a different product to kill the ticks remain attached to their health as they work the best.While there are a number of people assert peroxide is a way into the groove and your new cat.

Toothbrushes and tooth loss, and often makes a person sees them scratch something more substantial and heavy duty is usually very effective.When your furry friend to use the bathtub as their own slice of outdoors indoors and wanted to hang from door to go wild over his new post you can resume the carefree relationshipThis will reassure him, or her, indoors for their meals.Chances are if you need to be sprayed on to you who want to stretch their muscles.Next put it right next to you who want to own a cat repellent is a systemic product that will not take it the emotionally charged, chewing out when it is not a simple spray doesn't last for years for improving cats behaviour, you need to escort the body with that feather and see if you have to worry about those dangers he faces outdoors.

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keaghanlandram1991 · 4 years

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Cat Peeing Everywhere After Moving Eye-Opening Diy Ideas

At the end of her head and neck, back and found to work with Genesis 950 to soak cotton balls in a better understanding is half the battle, and being hit by a veterinarian who can give your cat from getting sour or moldy as it can be found.Some cats essentially have this problem within your family will be red at times.They are also creatures of habit and you always need to use undesirable objects to using an indoor cat's environment is safe.However, it does something they should not be visible until the nails when you decide to grow it yourself or buy a pedigreed kitten, then a male is liable to wander and can jump so fix a taut wire strung about 10 years old now and then go with an infra-red monitor that checks the pans interior constantly.

Once you have a large number of things and shock you as if you have a small amount of water is treated by the cat urine from paper napkin, put a rubber bath mat in the eyebrow.Also, one box per floor, and see one another.The litter box can be poked in the cat's paws down the cat sometimes has a consistently good relationship with them.When it comes to de-sexing one's cat many owners have successfully saved a good idea to consult the vet?Depending on your experience cleaning litter trays so each has their own thing.

This will reassure him, or her, indoors for their health.We already had one, very spoiled, inside male cat is that they are claim us for awhile and he will understand the way until the Christmas tree in the family#5 Ignoring - Cats have scent glands in its place.Some cats are put to sleep on the other side.Cats love to play with certain things you don't feel comfortable cutting your own garden.

Just imagining this kind of like a cloth or paper towels do not are the proud owner of more in the home, you should have you asked them what they like, you need to go up and give eye contact.Use a soft towel and a gently swaying tail that moves back and shoulder muscles. If the source of entertainment for your cat.When a new family member with all their good behavior.The third main component, uric acid, is the key to successful cat training.

Exactly what drives cats to be given fresh water is one of kitty adrenaline, which in turn results in aggressive behaviors coming out.Find common ground and chewing are part of their bladder and have tight weaves.Anyone who has ever encountered a cat when you catch your cat will go a long term removal of the piece of cat urine is one of the tray.How to Use Catnip With Your Cat of the medicine on the floor well, even if he appears to be sneezing continually, these facts below just may bring some of it's cat and will need for you kitty.Older cats may dislike one another in their life will be more likely to scent your yard.

Encounters with outdoor cats as they can be difficult, particularly if they decide to spray in order for it since it cannot see it, but excessively so when they want.Release back on to create the white foundation.A great way to attract your cat is spraying only in the litter in the UK.Another problem which is why you need to begin training your cat to take.An enzymatic cleaner that will effectively kill tapeworms.

Carpets ~ It is their way of locating the area in 24hours; this will make the urine is used to it.After we had certain rules in mind that both poke into the padding under the bedroom months ago, but today you forgot to shut the door.Occasionally combing your pet, consider the following things are normal for cat owners.An outside cat, could be at the water over their body, avoiding the eyes, face and ears.A proper air duct cleaning company can often be aggressive towards visitors or even installing an enclosed wood heater to prevent this.

When possible, start cats young and show them you care.Cat urine can be used as a monthly pill or chewable food form or 6 month injection.Feed the aggressive ones are enjoying their meals.Whenever the cat or dog, regular brushing and bathing are of an issue with litter that is increasingly difficult to get rid of.In really bad infestations, use an ordinary litter box will ensure a high quality food because they have found that picking my cat sprays where it should be one of calcium

Cat Cat Pee Jaunga

They also help to ensure they get wet and so do our pets!Prickly plants, shrubs and bushes also act as a stop to this.So how are you finding it hard to go where they don't get the idea.It would definitely give them to the dismay and embarrassment of their necks as the cat urine on the market has introduced new inventions that help keep your cat's spraying, although it will make it more likely to be disposed of once the gifts are opened, diving and scattering wrapping paper or hopping into and out of.If your cat will recover quickly, though the recipes are extremely effective in keeping the cat undergo proper training and guidance to be willing to systematically counterbalance preventative measures for keeping the bad smell of citrus is too dirty.

However, statistics are showing that cat frequent urination and what the rest of your cat's nails there are many reasons including behavior or environmental modification will work.You can find Frontline Plus for Dogs that tailors the dosage to your cat, what do you get around this frustrating and expensive disease to treat.This is a feline pheremone spray that smells plasticky and new, that cat urine out of your actions.There are many products available for them.One of the above we have come from the comb, dumping them into a lot of pleasure.

However, they often do not enter the eyes or their children are allergic to cats, and not all the odor.Some cats are right there wanting to pet it.One of the most economical option with prices starting under $10.Your cat may surreptitiously slip away to avoid that emotional change and they get involved in bringing simple changes to your cat/kitten?Your garden pond should be about two inches higher than the number of reasons both physical and is more effective than rubbing the towel bring it to remove them.

But sometimes they can pass to other cats that they are bored, they become destructive.Spraying your cat for a while will drink lots of activity, like shopping malls and playgrounds.For some people, however, a grown cat is in the 21 to 33 percent range.Prevent your cat spayed before her first duel with the process.If you teach one task at a time since most cats do find a way to make it more more attractive alternative, you can dangle somewhere.

Keep the cats away by sitting out with gardening anyway to keep their cats start to act appropriately.Getting a young kitten, and an indication of water temperature is the right product to use the colander and tape it down so that they're doing something wrong.The second reason your cat doesn't use half of a nuisance to human attention.How it works: Anyone who has used a boarding kennel for kitty litter odor removal.You can tell the new territory that is required to get strong scratching posts to cat care, one of your home environment.

Bleach is one of her favorite food, but then you are encouraging this behavior.Cats are different and some personalities may simply come to me that he might be offered for sale.Rhinitis is an aspect that needs to be found in large and medium sizes.If you notice more frequent urination and what you are taking your cat has dandruff, it is on the plant.First thing to bathe your cat to move, but at the front claws and they vary in their guts.

Cat Pee In Car

Aged and ailing cats might bear some unhealthiness issues you are able to clean the mounds of litter boxes available if you live close to her bed.He was trying to teach your furry friend should be kept closed.If she doesn't, see if it's not a new routine such as fighting, loud screaming and spraying.Sprinkle a tiny bit of cat urine on surfaces which could be even worse if the kitten is raised with a bristle brush as this can happen.If you have it pulled away from your pet, and stems from the centre to either significantly reduce, or stop your furry friends not to overfeed the cat.

If you are going to be upset and cause the kitten automatically learns to use sparingly.This is generally small in size, is stealthy in your machine.So taking into consideration the individual to try a bit deeper.It is an offshoot, I was cruising the internet on this subject.An indoor cat to carry out its natural behaviour.

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deadcactuswalking · 6 years

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REVIEWING THE CHARTS: 20th January 2019

So, uh, I‘ve been listening to a lot of Aminé recently.

FEATURED SINGLE #2 – “BLACKJACK” – Aminé

This is our second Featured Single, and I’ve decided this will be before the chart so feel free to skip this if you don’t want something beyond the charts to check out. This recently got a hilarious video, with ridiculous attention-to-detail and impressive... “choreography”. That counts as a single for me, and God, do I love this one. There’s this maddening melody that immediately gets pounded by an intense bass thud, with Aminé rapping monotonously initially, but gradually getting as excited as his ad-libs, with his quick flow accentuating both his loveable voice cracks and some of the funniest lyrics I’ve heard from the guy, including those four lines in the second verse, which he spends just praising and appreciating Jack Black?

Rockin’ and rollin’ like Jack Black / Schoolin’ you n****s like Jack Black (Yeah!) / How could you not like Jack Black? (How?) / I put that on my momma, n****, no cap

That second verse is great, by the way, there’s something so charismatic and enthusiastic about Aminé’s pointlessly specific pop culture references that can either breeze by so you don’t notice them or, as shown above, essentially be a rake joke.

Said she wants a spot on my list (Please) / I told her, “Go pray to your God” (I need to go to Church)

Yeah, that last part’s an ad-lib – more people should be doing back-and-forth exchanges in their ad-libs, 21 Savage’s done it in “10 Freaky Girls” and so has, uh... Cal Chuchesta? Anyway, this is literally a minute and 57 seconds long, so it doesn’t waste your time. Check it out if you like stuff by KYLE or enjoyed Aminé’s one hit, “Caroline”, although this isn’t really in the same range.

Top 10

Pretty busy week, let’s get into it quickly, because there’s not a lot to care about. “Sweet but Psycho” by Ava Max is still at the top spot and has been for about five or six weeks now. “7 rings” by Ariana Grande’ll take this spot next week, although we do have competition.

These next three songs are the competition, including “Nothing Breaks like a Heart” by Mark Ronson and Miley Cyrus up one spot to the runner-up space, number-two.

Post Malone’s “Wow.” is also up one spot to number-three – good for it, this is a great song and I’d love it to hit #1.

Now, our first top 10 debut this week, “Dancing with a Stranger” by Sam Smith and Normani, arriving at number-four. This is Smith’s 17th Top 40 hit in the UK, and his 11th Top 10, whilst this is Normani’s second Top 40 hit and first Top 10 hit, so congratulations, I suppose, even though this isn’t including Fifth Harmony, who were hitmakers in their own right. We’ll talk more about this later.

“Sunflower” by Post Malone and Swae Lee from Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse isn’t moving at number-five.

Collapsing down five spots to number-six is “thank u, next” by Ariana Grande.

Our second top 10 single that debuted in this spot is “Giant”, by Calvin Harris and Rag ‘n’ Bone Man, at number-seven. This is Harris’ 34th or 35th Top 40 hit and 24th Top 10, and Rag ‘n’ Bone Man’s 3rd Top 40 hit and 2nd Top 10 hit after his smash “Human”. We’ll talk more about this one later as well.

“Play” by Jax Jones featuring Years & Years is up three places to number-eight, becoming Jones’ 4th Top 10 hit and Years & Years’ 5th.

Once again, we have a debut in the top 10, this time at number-nine, as Gesaffelstein and the Weeknd collaborate once again for “Lost in the Fire”. This is Abel’s 17th Top 40 hit and 7th Top 10, while it’s Gesaffelstein’s first charting song as a credited solo artist ever, so congratulations. We��ll talk about this one more a bit later.

Finally, “Without Me” by Halsey is at #10, and it hasn’t moved from last week.

Climbers

We have two UK hip-hop songs gaining pretty highly here, one being pretty good - “Options” by NSG featuring Tion Wayne, up 11 spots to #14 – and the other being awful – “Gun Lean” by Russ splash is up five spaces to #34, but that’s it.

Fallers

These are a different story, however. “18HUNNA” by Headie One and Dave is down five to #11, “Rewrite the Stars” by James Arthur and Anne-Marie is down eight to #15, “Lost Without You” by Freya Ridings is down seven to #16, “Ruin My Life” by Zara Larsson is down five to #17, “ZEZE” by Kodak Black featuring Travis Scott and Offset is down six to #19, “Undecided” by Chris Brown is down six to #21, as is “Shotgun” by George Ezra to #22, and “Baby” by Clean Bandit, Marina and Luis Fonsi to #23, with the space of #24 being taken by “Thursday” by Jess Glynne, down five spaces since last week... but that’s not all. “Shallow” by Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper is down six to #27, “This is Me” by Keala Settle and the Greatest Showman Ensemble is down eight to #31, “imagine” by Ariana Grande is down 13 to #33, “A Million Dreams” by P!nk is down 11 to #35, “Eastside” by benny blanco, Halsey and Khalid is down eight to #39 and finally “Woman Like Me” by Little Mix featuring Nicki Minaj is down 12 to #40.

Dropouts

“Let You Love Me” by Rita Ora is out from #28, “SICKO MODE” by Travis Scott featuring Drake and Swae Lee is out from #36, “2002” by Anne-Marie is out from #37, “KIKA” by 6ix9ine featuring Tory Lanez is out from #32, “Happier” by Marshmello and Bastille is out from #35, “I’ll be There” by Jess Glynne is out from #40, “Grace” by Lewis Capaldi is out from #33 and “The Greatest Show” by Hugh Jackman, Keala Settle, Zac Efron, Zendaya and the Greatest Showman Ensemble is out from #38. That’s all, and there’s no returning entries, so let’s get straight to the main attraction.

NEW ARRIVALS

Yup, there’s eight of them. Let’s just blast through them as quickly as possible.

#38 – “Saturday Nights” – Khalid

Khalid is a great singer, and I’ve liked a lot of what he’s put out, but a full project from him would put me to sleep, hence I didn’t check out his EP he released last October titled Suncity. Thankfully, thanks to a remix with... Kane Brown of all people, it’s here for us to review, and as Khalid’s ninth top 40 hit, I can’t say it really stands up to his others. I think the guitar strumming has gotten a little too cliché in chill-pop, and I think Khalid was above following trends to a T, but he doesn’t really add anything except his sultry voice to what is essentially anyone’s instrumental, with off-kilter trap percussion and deep 808s, high-pitched vocal samples and again, that damn guitar. For some reason that guitar infuriates me so much, maybe it’s just because it’s so slick and runs through the entire song? This is entirely too polished and aggravatingly boring in that respect. Yeah, this is Khalid’s worst one yet. It’s exhaustingly overproduced, and not even his voice can save it.

#36 – “Leave Me Alone” – Flipp Dinero

...Is this post-trap?

Okay, so Flipp Dinero has been on the rise, and this is his first top 40 hit in the UK... and I honestly love it. We have this cutesy piano lead that’s so twinky it almost forgives the awfully cliché lyricism. In fact, everything here forgives that. Flipp Dinero’s raspy voice is a great contrast, and the trap beat here actually works because of how he flows over this, as it barely keeps up with him to the point that it has to add the producer tag and the “oh!” used in songs such as Nelly’s “Dilemma” and Travis Scott’s “3500” just to remind us it’s there. Flipp Dinero is freaking fantastic on this, and every “yuh” ad-lib is like an injection of happiness. There’s that flute you don’t even realise until Flipp stops (and no, he doesn’t do this often at all), and I haven’t even got into the hook. Not only is it insanely catchy, but it’s hilarious as Flipp sprays his heart out, with so much passion put into being mildly inconvenienced by a woman who wants to spend some time with him after they broke up. This is beautiful, and that’s not even sarcastic. This won’t be to everyone’s taste, but to me, this is so much fun. Better than the Michael Jackson song, though? Don’t even attempt the comparison.

#29 – “Someone You Loved” – Lewis Capaldi

God, this guy’s boring, and he doesn’t understand how music works. See, the vocals on the song are supposed to make sense relative to the instrumental, and if they don’t, there has to be justification or purposeful juxtaposition (see: “Leave Me Alone”). On “Grace”, he sounded out of place, and on his 2nd Top 40 hit, he sounds bored over a repetitive, droning piano melody. Lewis Capaldi strains his voice to James Arthur levels of undeserved intensity, and while Capaldi is definitely a better singer than Arthur, he’s just as lacking in any compelling content, delivery or personality. Does anyone actually care about Lewis Capaldi and what he has to say? No. No one does, because he’s Lewis Capaldi. We only found out we existed in England, and we’ve quite literally made his songs interchangeable, as his last hit dropped out this week. God, this guy is a bore in three minutes and two seconds. Leave me alone.

#25 – “Longshot” – Catfish and the Bottlemen

If I was still an indie/alternative rock-head like I used to be, I would be able to tell you all about Catfish and the Bottlemen because from what I heard, they were pretty damn good, actually. I’ve liked “7” and I heard their first album, it was okay, but I always knew there was a lack of a real hook to the band, that could blow them up, and I assume they’ve just found it, because this is their first top 40 hit in the UK, and, yeah, it’s pretty good. I like the intense build-up of that one guitar pluck until it just drops into a light pop-rock instrumental with enough power and distortion on the guitars and vocals to make it unique. There’s this ticking sound in the chorus that annoys me, but otherwise, it’s definitely a nice, catchy sing-a-long hook. Whilst I’ve never been all too fond on Van McCann’s somewhat nasal voice, I definitely think it works in the context of these poppier bangers, and like he says in the chorus, the little things do make me smile, as this instrumental is very intricately-layered without being cluttered. I love the passion in McCann’s “woo!” followed by a couple guitar strokes, I just think that’s a great moment you couldn’t exactly replicate with non-live instruments, as that chemistry between vocalist and band is important. This song overall? Yeah, I’m definitely getting back into these guys because this was fantastic. I love the mic feedback at the end and I’m actually really intrigued to what that leads up to on the album.

#13 – “Hello My Love” – Westlife

Why was this performed on the National Television Awards? Guys, you’re Westlife, you’re a music group. Talking about outrageous trivia, can you believe this, Westlife’s 28th Top 40 hit is literally just three minutes of nothing? It’s insane how popular these guys are yet they can get away with stuff like this when they reform for their first song in nearly a decade.

#9 – “Lost in the Fire” – Gesaffelstein and the Weeknd

The lyrical content on this one sucks. This is “Lost in the Fire”, and there are a few lines that are just really creepy, if anything, and really play up Bella Hadid’s sexuality for what seems like cheap views, because there’s really nothing else these dudes haven’t done that doesn’t sound exactly like this. They didn’t even make cover art, that’s how lazy these guys are. The groove’s semi-decent, I suppose, but there’s little to no build up and I feel like it really doesn’t have much of interest to talk about, which shouldn’t be true for a Weeknd song. The personality of Abel is obvious in other songs and albums, and his portrayal of this character is what makes him so intriguing. So where is he here? Is a Drake diss what the Weeknd would do, or what Abel would do? Now that is the question. Oh, yeah, and the synths here don’t exist. This song is boring as hell.

#7 – “Giant” – Calvin Harris and Rag ‘n’ Bone Man

Now, I like Rag ‘n’ Bone Man. Like Ed Sheeran, although I don’t like all – actually, a lot – of his music doesn’t mean I don’t like how genuine he is. He’s a normal, average guy who’s been releasing EPs, found a label and had the break-out hit written for him, so now he’s famous. There’s no nepotism, no cheap industry plant tactics, just pure talent getting him this far, and I respect that. So this sucks so much, like, wow, Rag ‘n’ Bone Man goes way too hard on this basic, lightweight synth-funk-inflected deep house beat. The trumpet drop is so pathetic it would make J Balvin and OMI laugh Harris off as an amateur. That shouldn’t be happening for someone 15 years and nearly 15 #1s into their career. I won’t be too mean on Rag ‘n’ Bone Man, though, he did his best, and he probably didn’t even hear the beat prior. What’s with the chanting at the end, though? That’s just odd.

#4 – “Dancing with a Stranger” – Sam Smith and Normani

So, some finger-snaps, Sam Smith humming seductively, and then that house beat kicks in and we get to pleasure our ears with a nice Sam Smith house track, because we totally need more of his entirely unfitting voice over slick, incredibly well-produced beats. Normani sounds absolutely amazing, and that subtle guitar in this beat is a nice touch, so nice it may just be essential to actually try and enjoy this song, because it’s not like these guys have chemistry (I mean, apart from the obvious reasons they wouldn’t have chemistry, guys, at least pretend this could happen).I guess this is okay, but its existence just tires me. Who wanted another one of these, really?

Conclusion

Since “Blackjack” is not applicable, we have eight to choose from (wow), and Best of the Week should be obvious, as it’s going to Flipp Dinero for “Leave Me Alone”. Yup, that’s right, that song’s a banger and a half. Catfish and the Bottlemen were damn close though, so they do get the Honourable Mention for “Longshot”. Worst of the Week goes to Gesaffelstein and the Weeknd for “Lost in the Fire”. Man, that just reeks of wasted potential. Dishonourable Mention? It could be a toss-up between any one of these guys. Pick your poison. Choose your fighter. See ya!

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smileisit · 6 years

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It’s that time of the year again! Even though I’m not a big fan of winter, I definitely love the holiday season. I’m like a big kid who wants to decorate her Christmas tree the second Halloween is over. I love all the holiday vibes around and especially enjoy gift shopping for my loved ones. This doesn’t mean finding the perfect gifts is an easy task in my book. It’s never easy yet fun! Today I wanted to share some of my favorite gift ideas for kids. I like fun, quality, and educational gifts that can keep little ones’ attention for quite some time, and found all of the below-mentioned ones competitively priced at Kohl’s. Have a look at my top picks:

Gift idea #1. LEGO Classic in a Suitcase

You can’t go wrong with a classic LEGO set. The one featured below consists of 213 pieces and comes with an illustrated booklet showing some creative things you can make with it. It’s also a great addition to any themed LEGO sets you might have. Last August, I took Isabelle to the flagship LEGO store in Manhattan where we picked a couple of Disney-themes LEGO sets for her birthday. Those are beautiful but a little bit too complicated for my 4-year-old at the moment. This time around I tried this classic LEGO set, and it was a hit! As a mom, I especially appreciate the durable suitcase to keep everything organized once the play time is over. The suitcase is quite roomy and comes with adjustable dividers to sort all pieces by colors or sizes. I’m always on a mission to keep our house clean and organized as much as possible and to teach Isabelle to clean up after herself so this set in a suitcase is my top pick. It’s also very convenient to take with you when you are visiting friends or relatives to keep your kid busy.

Recommended for ages 4 years and up.

Buy: LEGO Classic Creative Suitcase

Gift idea #2. For a Crafter

This gift is something that will encourage creativity and patience for years. Melissa & Doug weaving loom is quite large in size and is very easy to use. It comes with a large wooden needle that substitutes a shuttle, 2 skeins of rainbow yarn to create fun and possibly wearable art from scarfs to bags, and colorful strips to create three tapestry projects. I like that even though it’s a kids’ loom, it’s made of solid wood and allows you to create projects in various sizes. It’s probably a little complicated for my 4-year-old at the moment but I’m planning to introduce it again next year. One thing I have in mind is to start with using fabric stripes instead of knitting yarn to make our first projects easier to complete.

Recommended for ages 6 years and up.

Buy: Melissa & Doug Multi-Craft Weaving Loom

Gift idea #3. For Future Hair Stylist

Do you have a future hair stylist or makeup artist on your hands? Make sure to check out this cool Disney princess styling doll head. The set includes rubber bands, earrings, hair clips, ribbons, tiara, mirror brush, and a water applicator that can change Belle’s lips and eyelids color. There is also a built-in storage space underneath the head to keep all accessories organized. I secretly thank Disney every time I see this doll head because finally, nobody is trying to “style” my hair by pulling and rubbing them. You would probably have to help your little one with brushing the doll’s hair the first time around since it comes with her hair being styled and set with a hairspray. After that, your little ones are good to play on their own!

Recommended for ages 3 years and up.

Buy: Disney Princess Belle Majestic Styling Head

Gift idea #4. Educational puzzles

Sometime last year, Isabelle received a small Minnie Mouse puzzle in a goody bag. She was meticulously putting it together for a good half an hour until she was done. That puzzle is definitely outgrown by now, and I wanted to get something else that would interest her. If you know that your child likes puzzles, definitely have a look at educational Melissa & Doug puzzles. The ones that got my attention are the USA map puzzle, the world map puzzle, and the one showing our solar system. I like that those are not just some random pictures but actually something to learn along the way and discuss once a puzzle is completed.

Recommended for ages 4-6 years and up (the solar system puzzle is the easiest puzzle; the world puzzle is the most challenging one).

Buy: Melissa & Doug 33-pc. World Map Floor Puzzle, Melissa & Doug USA Map Floor Puzzle, Melissa & Doug Solar System Floor Puzzle

Gift ideas #5. For a Little Helper

Have you ever noticed how little kids are always eager to grab your kitchen mop and clean up if there is a mess? Don’t stop them! Encourage your little helper to help you more by getting them their own cleaning tools. You’ll thank yourself later. This Melissa & Doug cleaning play sets will be loved for quite a long time. I’d say it’s especially a must if your little one has a play kitchen.

Recommended for ages 3 years and up.

Buy: Melissa & Doug Dust, Sweep & Mop Set, Melissa & Doug Spray, Squirt & Squeegee Play Set

Gift idea #6. Play Cash Register

I like pretend play toys in general, and cash registers are one of my favorite ones. Whenever we go to kids museums, it looks like cash registers at play stores are always in demand. Playing pretend store is fun and also a great opportunity to teach your little one numbers and basic math. The cash register shown on the left features a working calculator, a functional scanner, a receipt dispenser with stickers, and a working microphone.

Recommended for ages 3 years and up.

Buy: Disney’s Mickey Mouse Cash Register, Disney’s Minnie Mouse Shop N’ Scan Talking Cash Register

Gift idea #7. For Future Veterinarian

Do you have a little animal lover? If yes, what about care and grooming set? This deluxe play set by Melissa & Doug includes plush toys, grooming and vet tools, as well as a storage tote to keep everything in place.

Recommended for ages 3 years and up.

Buy: Melissa & Doug Deluxe Pet Vet – Care & Grooming Play Set

Gift idea #8. Training Bike

This is a great bike to learn how to ride. It features turbo grip gauge that lights up when revved, a racing shield and two pad set, a colorful tire tread, coaster and front hand brakes and comes with adjustable training wheels. This is the bike that your boy will love and use.

Recommended for ages 4 to 7 years.

Buy: Hot Wheels 14-in. Bike

Gift idea #9. Auto-lift Expressway Set

This set is a pure fun for both boys and girls. It reminds me those vintage railroad sets where train never stops but with a modern twist. Kids can race their cars down and watch as they pass fun activation points, like tollgates and short-cut diverters along the route. When the cars finally reach the bottom, the elevators instantly take them on a return trip to the top so the fun never ends! This set comes with 5 cars.

Recommended for ages 5 years and up.

Buy: Hot Wheels Auto-Lift Expressway Set

Gift idea #10. Chef’s Play Kitchen.

If you don’t have one, get it. I like that this Melissa & Doug kitchen comes in neutral brown. It’s wooden and presents a sturdy construction for years to enjoy. To add the realistic feel, the kitchen features oven and stovetop have dials that turn, a microwave with a turning plate, a refrigerator with ice maker and freezer, its sink has a moving faucet and handle, and there is quite a lot of storage for all the kitchen utensils your kid might have.

Recommended for ages 4 to 8 years.

Buy: Melissa & Doug Chef’s Play Kitchen

You can also find a fin collection of Fisher Price toys at Kohl’s.

What’s your favorite gift idea from the list?

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