#thank you Mal. it means a lot that i make you guys laugh :)

[belle--ofthebrawl]

Everyone is saying this, but your signature really is the humor you have in your writing. You have this wonderful humorous cadence that makes even the most serious or emotional situation feel so immersive and real.

Sometimes I worry I'm a little too silly....call it "Marvel-esque". You know the kind of humor. "Well that just happened 🥴" "he's right behind me isn't he 🥴" Flippant jokes meant to get a cheap audience laugh instead of how actual people interact and joke around with each other. I don't know. Do you understand? I want them to feel like you're hanging out with friends, not just watching a few action figures.

If you'll permit me to toot my own horn, I like to think I can balance an actual range of human emotions and have characters that genuinely care for each other beyond whatever situation needs a team up. I'm glad you all think so as well 🩵🩵🩵

[infiniteimaginings]

Can you do a transmale!reader x Harry Hook/Uma

(if you do multiple characters)

Where reader is chosen with the main four in the first movie (kid of Jack Sparrow) and leaves. He’s part of Uma’s crew. And when he’s chosen in the first movie, he’s pre-T or anything like it.

Then the second movie comes along and reader goes back to the isle with the others to bring back Mal. But he really goes because he wants to see his pirates. Except now he’s been on T for about a year now and had his surgeries. So they don’t recognize him and kidnap him along with Ben.

Anddddd I can’t really think of anything else after that. So…have fun with it! Preferably a happy ending, with lots of fluff and sweetness.

Pre-established Uma/Harry and Reader didn’t come out to them before leaving so as far as Uma/Harry know, Reader is a cis woman. So it’s a surprise when he finally tells him who he really is.

And yeah, that’s all. It’s alright if you don’t write it, I’d understand. Thanks!

Are we supposed to know you? (Uma x TransMale!Reader x Harry Hook)

Summary: You were sent off with the other Vk's to Auradon and when you come back to retrieve Mal, you're changed. You of course go back for Mal, but it's mainly to see the people you left and to tell them you're home. What happens when they don't recognize you and see you as a threat, just like Ben. How will they know you're who you say you are? Pronouns: You/Yours, She/Her (In mentions from Uma and Harry), He/Him Warnings: None Word Count: 2.7k A/N: (Long A/N) Act like Jefferson doesn't exist, I forgot he existed lol. Also, I won't lie, I started this at one o'clock in the morning, and was contemplating how on earth I make this fluff when they don't recognize him and kidnap him. So, unfortunately I didn't get lots of fluff into it, I apologize, I will write a part two to this little thing just for you with only fluff in it. I hope I did the general idea justice, if I didn't, I apologize. Lots of love! <333 (Even if I explained it, you guys would not understand how frustrated I've been with tumblr and my computer. I'm so sorry for how late this is, I've been upset because I had to delay it. It's here now though.)

When Mal came to you , talking about the Isle, you couldn't help but get excited. Your eyes lit up and your smile got wider at the thought of discussing it. Mal noticed your obvious signs of wanting to continue the conversation so she sat down next to you on the bed, looking out the open curtains where the students of Auradon Prep walked. The blonde girl looked over to you, the tips of her hair their typical purple. She sighed and looked back down, messing with her fingers, “Do you ever feel like…” She paused, unable to express how she felt in words. It would’ve been easier for her if you were the first person she went to, but you weren’t.

She went to Evie, Jay, Carlos, but none of them could understand where she was coming from. It was as if everyone was happy with their new lives, but her.

Mal groaned, putting her head into her hands, unable to speak anymore.

You looked at her curiously, placing a hand on her back and rubbing small circles into it. “You wanted to talk about the island…right?” You asked her, tilting your head to see her expression. She removed her hands and nodded, not looking at you. “Yeah.”

“Is it because…you miss it?”

There was a pause, as if the room itself stilled, as if the world stopped. You moved your hand a bit just to make sure it wasn’t some sort of magic freezing everything. 

Mal sat up straight, swallowing hard, “I don’t miss the island itself.” She confessed, making eye contact with you, “I miss who I was.” She explained, taking a deep breath, “Do you get what I mean?”

You looked at her blankly, tilting your head as you looked down at yourself. 

As you did so, she opened her mouth before closing it immediately. She shook her head and laughed, slapping your arm lightly. “You know what I mean!”

“Hey, I didn’t even say anything!” You chuckled out, putting an arm around her, placing your head on hers. “But…” You began, rubbing her arm softly as she leaned into you, “I do get where you’re coming from.”

Mal looked up, her eyes a bit water, “You do?”

You nodded with a smile, “We went from a life of no no structure, doing whatever we want, enjoying life to…” You blew air out of your mouth, sighing heavily, “Rules, etiquette, expectations.” 

The girl next to you stiffened at the last word before she relaxed, leaning more into your shoulder. “I just miss….” She trailed off, shaking her head.

“You miss the freedom.”

“Yeah, I miss the freedom.”

You nodded, thinking for a moment. Soon enough, you removed your arm from her and turned to her, “Then, get it back.”

“What?”

“Show everyone that you still deserve your freedom.” You explained, moving your hands with your words. “We didn’t stop being villain kids just because we started going to Auradon.” You continued watching as her eyes got bigger, “You don’t have to fit into these boxes people are trying to force us into.” You told her, shaking your head, “If they don’t understand that, then they never really understood you.”

Your words seemed to have gotten to Mal as she stood up quickly, a small smile on her face. “I needed that, thank you.” She told you, inhaling softly as she turned to the door to walk out.

You waved and mumbled a small ‘you’re welcome’ once the door was closed since she gave you no time to. 

You didn’t think much of it, you just assumed she would do something to show people that she was still herself even if she wasn’t ‘evil’, or necessarily ‘good’. 

Well, you didn’t think much of it until the next day when the VK group and Ben bursted into your room. You jumped, shoving a paper under your pillow as you clutch your chest. “Last I checked, knocking wasn’t a foreign concept.”

Evie mumbled a small apology as the rest stood with apologetic but serious faces.

You sat up since the air was so tense, tossing your legs over the bed to stand in front of them, “What’s up?”

“Mal left for the Isle.” Carlos blurted out, blinking rapidly as he looked everywhere but you.

Ben looked down with a guilty face, a frown placed on his lips. “We had a fight…” He mumbled, “She said I didn’t understand how…” He paused, clearing his throat, “She said I didn’t understand her.”

Your eyes widened and your mouth fell open at the realization and of the conversation you had with her.

Jay noticed your expression and knitted his brows together, “What?”

A harsh cough left your throat as you looked away from them, “I might’ve had something to do with that.”

The group simultaneously yelled, “What?!”

Your hands raised in an automatic surrender, “Hey, she came to me talking about the Isle,” You began your explanation, “and I miss my

Evie wasn’t pleased to say the least, she crossed her arms with a raised brow. “We are your people.”

You almost laughed, but given the situation you decided not to. “I miss my people.” You specified, your words reminding the group that all of you weren’t exactly the bestest of friends back on the island.

They couldn’t say anything, they knew you were right. Ben didn’t exactly get the message, and that reminded you all of why you were gathered in the first place.

You agreed to go to the Isle to help Mal.

You agreed, but you weren’t really going to help Mal. She lived there her entire life, you knew she would be fine. She knows her way around the island, she practically ran it. You weren’t going to the Island to help Mal, you were going home.

Once all of you reached the island, you thought you would all spread out to find Mal…that wasn’t the case. You all went in a suspiciously large group to find the daughter of Maleficent, something you thought was stupid.

You thought it was stupid, but you all still found where she was hiding out and Ben went to talk to her.

Evie, Jay, and Carlos all talked to each other as you scanned the area, kicking the ground slightly as time passed by. You were barely on the island and now you all were going to leave. It wasn’t how you wanted things to go, nothing was how you wanted to go.

Ben walked out and before anyone could question him, he walked straight past you guys. Everyone looked at each other and you sighed, “I’ll get him.” You grumbled, jogging after him.

“Ben!” You yelled, trying to catch up to him. “Ben, wait up!” You yelled once again, finally reaching him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “What happened? Why are you so upset?”

“She doesn’t want to come with us, all of this was for nothing.” Ben spoke harshly, ripping his beanie off his head and throwing it to the ground.

You sighed, picking the beanie up, dusting it off. “Ben, do me a favor.”

“What!”

“Look around right now.” You told him, gripping the beanie tightly. He looked at you confused but you repeated, “Look around right now.”

Ben regulated his breathing, calming down enough to look around. It was cramped, cluttered, dirty even. It wasn’t properly cared for but the people around seemed to be having a good time nonetheless. 

When he looked back at you, you were looking at the children running around, trying to find a way to pick-pocket Ben. “This is how we grew up Ben…” You mumbled, finally making eye contact with Ben, “You can’t expect Mal, the daughter of the biggest villain who was on this island, to just snap into a princess.” You explained to him, shaking your head.

Ben turned, looking at the area around, “I didn’t realize…” He whispered, eyes flickering to something new the more he looked. 

When the son of Belle and the Beast turned around to face you again, you were nowhere to be found. He turned around quickly, breath picking up the pace as he looked for you, “Where’d you go?” He called out, spinning in a circle until he felt a tap on his shoulder. He let out a sigh of relief, “Come on, that wasn’t fun-” The next thing he knew, everything went black.

Blurry eyes opened, a dry throat let out a cough, and vision restored. Ben looked around for a moment before his gaze fell on you. You were sat with a blank expression, seemingly uninterested in your current situation.

Ben muttered a few incoherent sentences but you cut him off for a moment.

“Getting kidnapped was not on my vacation bucket list.”

Neither of you could even begin a conversation after your words when someone started laughing. The two of you looked up and saw someone had walked in, seemingly amused at your situations. 

“Absolutely hilarious, you’re quite funny.” The male said, looking you over a bit before turning his attention to Ben to do the same thing.

Your brows furrowed as you broke out of whatever ‘trance’ you were in. “Harry?” You asked aloud, adjusting yourself to get a closer look at him.

He pointed his fake hook to you, placing it under his chin. “How do you know my name?”

“How does who know your name?” A voice called from behind the boy, footsteps getting louder as they neared.

Harry tilted his head, “This one.” He spoke, moving his hook from under your chin to step back.

The person that walked in was a girl, she had light blue braids and brown eyes. She stood tall with the hat of a pirate on. 

Your brows furrowed once again, your mind still a little fuzzy from your current situation. “Uma?” You mumbled out, tilting your head.

“You know these people?” Ben suddenly spoke out, trying to get out the rope that tied his hands behind his back.

You looked over at him, a bit unimpressed. “I was raised here, I know everyone here.”

Harry gasped falsely, fake hook over his heart, “You’re a VK?” He asked, not expecting you to answer, since he didn't believe you.

You nodded, forgetting that you look different so they don’t recognize you. “Uh, yeah.” You spoke as if it were obvious, “Born and raised.” You spoke, trying to jog their memory. “Uma, I was in your shop every single da-”

“Oh, and are we supposed to know you because of that?” She asked with a straight face, squatting down to bore her eyes into yours.

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes before opening them again, “If you said you didn’t, I’d be questioning our friendship.”

Your captors both laughed, looking at each other, “Friendship?”

Ben decided to give up, still listening to the conversation. So much was running through his mind, he was trying to figure out how to get out of this situation until…he realized something. You knew these people, you guys were friends, they just didn’t recognize you. If Ben reminded them, maybe they would let you guys go.

He thought it over before blurting out, “He’s the child of Jack Sparrow, so yes he is a villain kid.” 

Everyone went silent, their laughs were quiet, and your breathing stopped at Bens sudden exclamation.

You looked over and Ben looked you up and down, and that is when you realized…they don’t know who you are. You had changed so much in the past year, even your voice was different. How did you just expect them to recognize you?

When you looked back at the two pirates, they were staring you down. If looks could kill, you would be six feet under.

Uma squatted down in front of you, glaring harshly, “Don’t you ever disrespect her like that ever again.” She whispered to you seriously, her head whipping to Ben, “Don’t you ever mention her in front of me, again.”

Harry took a few deep breaths, “She would’ve been fine here, and you took her.” He told Ben, poking his chest with his hook. “If you ever try to lie to us, I will gut you like a fish.”

Uma nodded to the statement, “You think we wouldn’t know her family?” She asked you, tilting her head. “Jack Sparrow had one child, a daughter, and she’s never coming back.” She paused, biting the inside of her cheek, “For you, a preppy, to just try to claim her father as your own for some sense of freedom…it’s disgusting.”

The blue haired girl stood slowly, keeping her eyes on you. You finally released the breath you were holding, when she removed herself from your space.

You blinked back a few tears as they turned to walk out the door. Harry gently took Umas hand, whispering some things that you couldn't hear.

They were so good together, they still defended your name even if they thought you weren't there. You didn't expect your chest to hurt so badly when they protected you, even if they believed you were gone for good.

“I would’ve joined your crew even if I lost that race.” You mumbled, looking at their backs with sad eyes.

The two paused before turning to you, “Excuse me?” Uma asked, standing in place.

“The race..” You trailed off, “If you won I would join your crew, if I won you would have to spend a week proving to me how much you wanted me to join and then I’d give you my answer.” You continued, nodding with your own words. You didn't notice how they continued to walk towards you. You continued on, “Unfortunately, I was dragged to Auradon before I could answer you, so I’m doing it now.” You told them, looking up to see both of them analyzing you with parted lips, “I was going to join your crew anyways.”

Umas eyes were focusing on each of your features before she cupped your face, looking at you more intensely.

Harry looked up, making eye contact with you, “You have her eyes…” He muttered, taking off his hook to trace your cheeks.

You swallowed harshly before breathing out a chuckle, your cheeks warming a bit. “I would hope so, I was born with my eyes, guys.”

Uma shook her head, “But she’s… you’re not…”

“A girl…I know.” You whispered out, looking down, or trying to. Harry picked your head back up swiftly.

His eyes were watering slightly, “You’re telling the truth aren’t you?”

You nodded as best as you could with his hands on your cheeks. “I know I don’t look the same…”

He shook his head, “But you’re still you…” 

Uma quickly untied the rope keeping you tied up, trying her best to go quickly. She had ordered her crew to tie your guys up from your arms to your legs, and now she was regretting it. Harry noticed her struggle and began to help untie you, muttering curses when he got to harder knots.

Once you were untied, you rubbed at your wrists, looking down for a moment at the burn. 

You looked up, finally, and were met with Harry and Uma on their knees, staring at you. Their eyes were teary, their chests were rising and falling deeper than ever, neither could speak.

You felt your own eyes begin to water as you rushed forward, wrapping your arms around the both of them.

Harry's arm immediately went around you, he began to cry into your shoulder, holding you tightly. “We thought we’d never see you again.” 

Uma, on the other hand, was hesitant. She slowly wrapped her arm around you. When she did, she felt a rush of familiar comfort, a heat rushing through her chest, something she only felt with Harry and…you. She bit her tongue so as to not cry as she buried her nose into your other shoulder, “We would’ve found a way to you anyways.”

The warmth of the two enveloped you as you finally got to be near them again, as you finally got to feel their comforting arms again. “I have no doubt in my mind that you would’ve found me again.” You whispered to them, trying to hold them tighter.

Harry rambled on about never leaving them again, Uma ran her fingers down your back, both of them weren't letting you go anytime soon.

Uma sniffled a bit, "We missed you so much."

"I missed you guys too, more than you'll ever know."

You were finally with your people again. Now, you didn’t have to stare at a picture of the three of you, wishing they were in your arms.

[krnsluvvie]

love at first, love at second, love at last

dieciséis: me has entendido mal (+ wc: 1.8k)

SUMMARY: sae had chosen his career and that was shortly followed by his and y/n's separation. three years pass by and amongst all the lurking and stalking each other's socials, sae is suddenly found back in their hometown. old feelings are resurfaced, current ones are questioned and a whole load of future ones are found in a blur.

quince | masterlist | diecisiete

you laugh as you scroll through those silly tweets on your timeline. 

you arrived at the station earlier than anticipated. the moment school ended, you ran through the hallways towards the exit and left in urgency almost as if you had an important meeting to get to.

it was a meeting, yes. but important? barely. you don't really understand why you had the need to rush things. perhaps you didn't want to look bad in front of 'da baddie'.

in retrospect, maybe you should've gone home and changed into something comfier because the uniform sticking to your body was anything but. 

whatever.

the clock on your phone reads 5:15pm. fifteen minutes more to kill. okay, that's not too bad.

killing time on your phone could go both ways; you either get lost in it completely or it doesn't even take a fraction of the time you need to pass. that's how sick and twisted time relativity was.

at least einstein didn't lie about that. alright, you'll give it to him.

you're ready to send a message in your group chat but you're interrupted by your phone ringing with sae's manager's icon on your screen.

“yes?”

“hi, y/n. i'm here already so i'll be waiting at the spot we agreed upon.”

“oh, alright. i'll be there in a bit.”

as much as that soured your mood, you can't deny the fact that you're a bit relieved that you didn't have to wait any longer. the station was starting to smell really unpleasant.

you make your way up the stairs, a little jump in your steps.

you arrive at the café: fancy, pastel colors everywhere and your mouth drool at the sight of the breathtaking cakes that look nothing short of delicious. upon the price, however, you return back to reality.

in the corner you catch sight of a ginger-haired man with red-rimmed glasses, probably in his late 30s. he's sitting down, drinking a lemonade.

you're not really sure if it's him, so you shoot him a message. a message.

the phone dings and he looks down, already typing. you waste no time as you immediately walk towards his table and gently tap him on his shoulder.

“AH!”

your eyes widen. “oh my god, i'm so sorry. did i startle you too much?”

he looks at you confused.

you look at him.

he's still silent.

“are you itoshi sae's manager?” you ask, forcing a smile.

he blinks once, twice. “oh! please have a seat.” he stands up and outstretches his hand. you take it and gently shake it.

“thank you.” you say. you take off your backpack and leave it next to you on the vacant chair. “your japanese is really good.” this should be a good conversation starter.

giraud waves his hand. “ahh, thank you, i've been practicing a lot.”

your lips quirk up in a small smile. “even your writing is good! i would've never thought, if it wasn't for your name.”

“you're flattering me too much.”

you rest your chin in the palm of your hand as you rest your elbow on the table. “no, no, it's really good. you would pass japanese lit right away any time any day, i'm telling you.”

giraud chuckles. 

“maybe you should take the exams in my stead.” you mumble.

“pardon?”

“oh, it was nothing.”

he looks at you, perplexed. then, “do you want something to eat, drink?”

you shake your head. “thank you, though.”

a moment passes before he starts talking again, moving the conversation in the direction that was you guys' purpose of meeting here in the first place. “so, you had some questions that sae-chan wasn't clear about when you asked him?”

you straighten your back and lean against the chair. “yes. i don't understand the whole situation to begin with.

i mean, you said itoshi wasn't going to stay here for long anyway so why the need for a stupid PR stunt? he could easily go back to spain and do his own thing there. it's going to die down soon.”

you're starting to feel angry but you try your best to maintain your composure; the person before you was no acquaintance of yours and you really couldn't get comfortable.

giraud hums and strokes his chin. “yes, i can see where you're coming from. unfortunately, it's what the higher ups came up with. you don't have to–”

his phone on the table rings and you're sure your eyes don't fail you when you see 'sae-chan' on the display. giraud quickly says, “a minute.” before he gets up and goes into the corner to take the call.

you sigh.

maybe this was a mistake. you can't even find the real motive; why you decided to show up, why you contacted itoshi's manager in the first place. none of it makes sense. was this out of pure curiosity? or did you hope for… a change? the truth?

either way, it was a waste of your time.

itoshi's manager comes back with an apologetic smile on his face. “sorry, i had to take it. also he should be arriving in some minutes to thoroughly discuss this with you. i am merely a medium between you guys.”

“excuse me?”

“sae-chan said he'd be late since he was attending an event earlier and it's taking longer than expected.”

you're confused. “shouldn't you be going to those with him?”

“no, not necessarily so.”

what the fuck.

you refrain from responding as you bring up your discrepancies regarding the matter.

“sir, you're only talking around it. like, please can you get to the point? you shouldn't be using your japanese this well.”

“what exactly is it that you don't get?”

is this dude for real? all this talk? for… nothing?

“okay.” you calm yourself down. let's try another way then. “when is sae-chan leaving for spain?”

“that has not been decided yet.”

you quirk your eyebrow. oh?

“really? when you messaged me, you asked me if i was in japan. it sounded to me as if you were rushing it. you also mentioned that itoshi was going to leave the country soon.”

giraud nervously chuckles as he wipes his forehead with the back of his hands. “a-ah, i see. that probably confused you. in fact, i wasn't so sure of it either as today sae-chan had an important meeting–the event–and that was going to determine the outcome of it all.”

“what meeting is that important?” there was no filter. you've had enough of this bullshit. isagi was absolutely right. you came here for answers but instead, all you've gotten so far was more questions. 

“sae-chan got an offer here in japan. to stay for one more year, to play for the national team. to repair his image that he destroyed when he was in spain and badmouthed his home country. it was a chance at redemption of sorts.”

you nod, slowly catching on.

“and where exactly do i fit in this equation?” asking the real question here. you couldn't care less about his reputation, really.

“when we were discussing this possibility of sae-chan staying here in japan, we knew that the rumors wouldn't die so quickly. we had asked him if he had any close friends that he knew or interacted with a lot to create an image of a nation returner.”

“nation returner?”

“sort of like returning to his home country for someone he knows.”

and the first person that came to his mind was you?

the door opens with a jingle of the bell and, lo and behold, it's itoshi sae.

he dons a white shirt with a black tie, some dark slacks and the blouse is thrown over his forearm. his hair's styled and it looks better than it usually does. good for him.

giraud widens his eyes and waves at him, beckoning him over.

you gulp. 

you scoot over with the chair so you're closer to your bag and further from the newcomer.

he rolls his eyes at his manager but when he notices you, he only nods and you return the gesture.

“so, what do you say?” giraud starts up the conversation again and you bite your lip in thought. “do i have to agree? doesn't he have other friends he can rely on?” you ask as if he wasn't literally next to you.

giraud turns to look at sae. “sae-chan, do you have anyone else from y/n here?”

“no. not really.”

the answer comes fast and you're confused as to why he sounds as if this was the most natural occurrence in history. 

time for negotiation, then.

“what is in it for me?"

“you'll be compensated handsomely. though, there are some rules you need to abide in order to, well, be compensated. it's also not for long so you don't have to worry about being in it for the long run.”

there's still one thing that doesn't make sense. and you can't scratch the itch no matter how hard you try. 

“itoshi,” you look at him. finally acknowledging him.

he blinks, his eyes silently asking.

“why would you rope yourself in this mess when you don't plan on staying here?” and even if you do, why would you go through all of these unnecessary stunts?

he raises an eyebrow. “i've agreed to their terms. i also signed the papers.” he turns to look at his manager. “you only need to take care of some more paperwork.”

giraud's eyes beam. “oh, thank god. hopefully the media will leave you alone after this.”

“i doubt so if you plan on proceeding with this plan.” you say. 

giraud takes out papers from his folders and lays them all over the table.

upon seeing the NDA, you knew the tie around your neck had to go. you grab at it in order to alleviate the tightness as the suffocating ambience did nothing but only strangled you.

as you look to your right, you find sae's eyes on your hand on the tie. 

you can't help but roll your eyes in annoyance. the tie slowly untangles and you unbutton one or two buttons at your neck. this feels so much better.

“the contract is for an indefinite amount of time but i assure you it's not going to be for long.”

“you don't have to agree, you know?” sae says as he leans his arms on the table, looking over giraud's shoulder at the documents. funny, because that's not how it sounded over text.

however, now it felt as if he was challenging you.

but you've already decided despite yourself. money is money. in this capitalistic world–

“okay, where do i sign?”

tag list: @kiopanxp @funtuki@silly-ez @asteroskoniiii @keijiqahara @pikibee @tamimemo @kaitfae @biaonww @y-sabell-a

[legendofmorons]

How to fall in love twice (Time, Malon) - Part 3

Pairing: Time x Malon x reader

Rating: T cursing and barley controlled rage

Summary: Wind has slipped the fierce diety mask into your bag, which no one knows when you leave with Malon to go to town. Unfortunately, you and Malon never make it to town. Time will not stop worrying and considers several bad plans to get you two back safe

Warnings: None

Other: If I missed anything please let me know

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The third day at the farm passes in a boring haze, Time and Malon both getting pulled to town on an order that went wrong. You had been blessed to a slow day.

The weirdest part of day three is the way Wind smiles smugly at your travel pack. Which is a problem for another day.

The fourth day, however, starts at dawn when Malon comes and wakes you up.

Well, you suppose you can mourn your dignity later. Right now, you need to get up so you can have an early breakfast before going into town.

As Malon leaves you start pulling on travel clothes and your travel pack. Which is ridiculous- you know. But something tells you that you need it.

The pack itself is a messenger bag. Your sword and shield attach to a scabbard on your back.

You pull on your undershirt, tunic, pants, and boots before brushing your hair out with your fingers and hissing at the tangles.

You grab your things and walk to the house, dropping the pack along with your sword and shield beside the front door before entering.

Wild's words replay how he bets it takes a disaster and miscommunication to get you, Time, and Malon to talk about feelings. Even if you did talk to them, it wouldn't take that turn.

Right?

Anyways, that doesn't matter. What does matter is coffee.

Walking into the kitchen, you see Time pouring three mugs of coffee. Wiat- three? Oh, he's probably just being nice. That's how he is.

This does mean anything romantic.

"Good morning, (Y/n)." He calls without turning.

"Morning, Time."

"Mal's making sure her bow is ready before you guys head out."

"She's an archer?" You ask with confusion.

"Yeah, she is."

"That's really cool."

"She is." Time says as he puts cream and sugar into each mug, separate amounts of each.

As you watch him prepare the mugs, you realize the one in your favorite color is made to your taste. Exactly to your taste.

Goddess above does Time have to be such a gentlemen?

"Here, your coffee, (Y/n)." Time smiles as he hands you the cup.

You take the mug with a soft and all too pleased smile. "Thank you."

"Anything for you." Time says.

You try to reassure yourself that he just means that as a friend. That's a friend thing. Definitely.

You take a drink of coffee to hide your warm cheeks, the warmth flooding your insides.

Footsteps alert you to Malon's arrival, her clothes sensible and eyes far more awake than you feel.

"Ah! (Y/n)!" Malon cheers, "It's good to see you."

"Good morning, Malon." You day, looking away as she comes in and kisses Time's cheek in greeting.

"Morning, love." Time says gently as ur presses a mug into her hands, "is a breakfast sandwich good for you today?"

"That sounds amazing, Link. Thank you." Malon says as she leans into the way he pulls her under ome arm.

"Is a breakfast sandwich okay for you, (Y/n)?" Time asks.

"Hm- Oh yes, that sounds great!" You say, putting on a smile for effect.

"Good. And you're sure you don't want me to come with?" Time asks, in a tone that sounds like he's asked this at least twelve times before.

Malon laughs as she waves him off, "Goodness no. Your boys need direction! (Y/n) and I make a good team."

"Alright."

"Why, do you think we can't handle ourselves?" She challenges lightly.

"I know you can. Maybe I just wanted to spend time with my two favorite people." He smiles at her.

What. The. Fuck? You're obviously aware Time cares about you to a degree. He puts your safety ahead of a lot of things. He comforts you on bad days.

But to be lumped in with Malon as one of his two favorite people- wow. That's-

That is not helping your romantic feelings go away. Like- at all.

(Y/n)?" Malon's voice startles you back to reality.

"Yeah?"

"Did you want egg on your sandwich?"

"Oh, uh

This trip is going to be the death of you.

.......

This trip is actually going to kill you.

That's the only thought you have as Malon presses her back against you, firing arrows into the monster whoard that is closing in on you both.

Your travel bag sits at your feet, forgotten as you try not to die.

You hack, slash, and stab your way through those coming around you, wishing you'd taken Time up on the offer to come with.

"We can't keep this up forever. And ideas?" You call to Malon.

As she presses back against you to fire another arrow, she answers, "Try anyways?"

"We're so fucked." You manage.

There's a laugh, low and multiplied to an unnatural level.

And then you are falling, arms flailing as you try to grab ahold of Malon.

You know this feeling. You're in a portal again.

One hand finds Malon's arm, and you hold her arm as tight as you can, both of you screaming.

Ypu land on the ground with a sick thump and a set of groans.

"What was that?" Nalon asks, her eyes finding your own.

"A portal... they don't usually open under us."

"Where are we?"

"I don't know..." You say, pushing to your feet before pulling Malon up.

Around you are your things, your oack, shield, sword, Malon's bow and scattered arrows.

"There is a sign." Malon says, walking over only to sigh, "In a language I don't know."

You place your things where they go before slinging your pack on your shoulder.

You walk to where she is, eyes landing on the sign. "That's Wild's Hylian."

"Hoe do you know?"

"I was curious and asked. His is almost exactly like mine with a few letters written different." You shrug, squinting.

"What's it say then?"

"That way," You point left, "Is Kakariko. The other way is Hateno."

"Kakariko- it's still around?"

"In my time at least. Though the placement is different. Come on, there's a fairy fountain near Kakriko, according to Wild. We'll want to stalk up on that and arrows."

Malon nods, "Let me grab my things."

"Of course." You say. Watching her go to retrieve her bow, quiver, and scattered arrows.

"Do you know much about Wild's hyrule?" Malon asks, turning towards you as she sets the weapons on her back.

"Hm, some... It's the closest to mine with language, slang, and locations... but it's still different. I'd say I'd we're around long enough. We should go to Hateno and Tarrey town too."

"Tarrey town?"

"Yeah, Wild has some friends in both places."

"I guess we should head to kakariko... It looks like we don't have much sunlight left."

"Then let's go." You say, eyeing the path woth caution as you and Malon start to fall into step together.

.......

Time hasn't stopped pacing since he finished the dinner dishes. You shouldn't still be out.

You and Malon left before seven in the morning, to still be out after ten pm... That's not good.

"I'm sure they'll be here soon." Four says, trying to be helpful.

"Time is right to be worried... with everything going on." Twilight shakes his head, "I grew up on the other side of the mountains- but I still know the land here-"

"If they aren't here by morning we'll go loom." Hyrule suggests, his sister swirling around his head in worry.

"I'm going now. We all knew the shadow was watching- what if he got to them."

"They'll be okay. Neither of then is hslpless." Four says, sounding more sure than any of them feel.

Time shakes his head. He dosen’t actually want to have to use the fierce deity mask... but if it'll keep you and Malon safe... He'll do it.

He hates how much it takes out of him, hates listening to the deity inside it worries for him when he isn't the one trapped in a mask.

"Is this a bad time to tell you I put one of your masks in (Y/n)'s bag?" Wind asks, looking a lot more guilty than anyone has ever seen.

Time's eyes snap to him, heart sinking. "Which mask?"

"The one that has your face markings...?" Wind says. Sounding a little unsure about the whole confession.

"You put the-" Time takes a deep breath to calm himself. "Usually that would be very bad, and very rude. But... I think this time it is for the best."

Warriors looks distinctly sea sick now, pale and a little green. "Time-"

"I know, Malon. And I know (Y/n). Assuming they got somewhere safe, they'll be going through their things." Time says, not sounding any more reassured than when he didn't know bout the mask being with them. "And Malon will know the mask on sight..."

"And if they aren't somewhere safe?" Legend asks.

"Then the mask will call to them until the pick it up." Warriors says darkly.

Time just groans, "We need to go find them."

"Yeah..."

"You stay here in case the come back, Hyrule too. The rest of us will go look." Twilight says, his eyes already turning to the door.

"Be fast." Hgrule urges, "something is looming."

"We know." Wild says with a grim look.

"If you don't find them, come back." Time says firmly, "We don't need to lose more people."

[thewolvesof1998]

I want you to be selfish with me

I want you to be selfish with me (4.6k, M; Only because of the small amount of violence)

Angst and Fluff and love confessions; Buck called Eddie while drunk and Eddie ends up using some of his military training to save him.

Trigger Warnings: -Blood -Violence -Swearing -Panic Attack -Alcohol

When Eddie gets the call is 12.24 am. He’s lying awake in bed, trying to avoid spiralling but failing when his phone lights up, vibrating and blaring out the stupid song Buck had changed his ringtone to.

“So you know it's me calling.”

Eddie didn’t say that he always knew it was Buck calling even without the ringtone. Buck’s the only one that calls him this late at night, it's also the only time Buck calls since he prefers to text during the normal hours of the day.

Eddie sighs, dragging a hand over his face, looks like trying and failing to fall asleep is going to have to wait. His other hand reaches for his phone, answering.

“Buck,” He says, he can hear a lot of background noise, voices and music, so it’s not an ‘I woke up from a nightmare and I needed to make sure you're still alive’ call.

“Eddie,” Buck slurs, drunk, “Eds, Eds, did I wake you?”

“No, where are you?”

“I was out…with Chim and Hen, they had to leave,” Eddie can hear the pout on his face, “they have someone to go home to,” it is so quiet that Eddie’s pretty sure Buck didn’t mean to say that part out loud.

It makes his heart clench painfully, makes him want to say something stupid like you have me, instead, Eddie says, “Let me come get you.”

“No, Eds, it’s fine, I’m-I’m finnnneeee, I was just calling to-to-”

“Buck,” Eddie sighs, “Let me come get you, I want to make sure you’re safe.”

“Okay,” Buck breathes, “okay, I-I’m at Mal’s the one on-”

“Hill Street, okay I’ll be there in fifteen”

“Eddie…Thanks”

For you, always, “I’ll see you soon,” As soon as the words are out of Eddie’s mouth, he’s hanging up, climbing out of bed and swapping his cut-off joggers for jeans and pulling an oversized LAFD hoodie on, that he might have stolen from Buck not that he would ever admit that to anyone.

He grabs his phone, wallet and keys, shoves his feet in his boots and heads out the door, thankful that Christopher is at a sleepover with some school friends tonight so Eddie doesn’t have to rush back.

Eddie drives with the low hum of the radio and finger tapping impatiently on the steering wheel. Cursing that there's still too much traffic even this late in the night. Reasonably he knows Buck will be okay, that doesn’t stop him from worrying. Buck could have gotten an Uber home, but instead, he had called Eddie, something wasn’t right. As Christopher would say, his spider sense is tingling, Buck had brought him a Spiderman comic last month and it was his new obsession.

Eddie pulls into an empty parking spot around the corner from the bar and is out of the car as quickly as possible. He dodges around the drunk people milling about outside and pushes into the semi-packed bar. His eyes scan the room, finding Buck easily enough through the crowds. Buck’s leaning against the bar, all long legs and muscles straining against the seams of his maroon button-up. He's turned, talking to the guy next to him but leaning away as far as possible.

See the thing with having been Buck’s best friend for as many years as Eddie has, he knows all of Buck’s looks. The childish glee when he gets to use saws and jaws at work. The shy, nervous chin dip and eyes looking at you through eyelashes. The face when he’s gassy as he joked to a Chim once. So Eddie knows the look on Buck’s face right now -the strained polite smile, clenched jaw and eyes darting around looking for an out- Buck’s uncomfortable but he’s too polite to say anything.

Eddie watches as the guy places a hand on Buck’s arm, leaning into his personal space and how Buck casually withdraws his arm and leans even further back with a fake laugh. Eddie grinds his teeth and starts making his way over to Buck. He's not far away when Buck notices him, his whole face lighting up and a true smile spreading across his drunk flushed cheeks.

“Eddie!” Buck shouts over the crowd, his arm goes around Eddie’s shoulders and pulls him into a hug that lasts longer than normal. When they pull back Buck’s hand is still on his shoulder, and Eddie indulges himself with a hand on Buck's lower back, telling himself that it’s to help him stay upright.

“This is my e-uh ride,” Buck says to the man and Eddie takes him in for the first time. He looks to be in his mid to late thirties, similar in height to Eddie but much wider, wider than even Buck. Tattooed and kinda mean looking, like some of the guys he serves with. His lips are pinched in annoyance, his eyes flickering down to Buck’s hand that he still hasn’t withdrawn.

“Ah shucks and we were just getting to know each other, maybe we could continue that somewhere private?” The guy asks

Out of the corner of his eye, he can see the red tips of Buck’s ears as he chuckles nervously, “ah well I-I-“ Buck stutters.

Eddie does something stupid, he’ll regret it tomorrow when he can’t scrub the memory of it out of his brain but right now he’s seeing red. This guy is ignoring how uncomfortable he’s making Buck and Eddie already didn’t like him for putting a hand on Buck but now he despises him. Eddie moves his hand from its place on Buck’s back to wrap around his hip and squeezes it.

He leans in, places a kiss on the hinge of Buck’s jaw and says loud enough for the guy to hear, “Let’s go home, Cariño.”

He’s so close that he can hear Buck’s sharp intake of breath. Buck’s hand spasms where is still laying on Eddie, gripping his hoodie firmly before letting it go.

“Yes,” He breathes, and clears his throat, “ah yeah yes let's go…home.”

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[liliansun]

joy is so chaotic and she's studying i assume 😭 just like sn:pv joy fr mal is even more chaotic like. i noticed her comments on older asks and she's literally like joy's other half and they team up and wreck y'alls shit neowa, from what i've noticed, is pretty chill and is kinda the mom of you guys but also equally as chaotic like iirc she was just spectating smth between you and sal YOU are actually the sweetest person ever, with a side of sass, like. cannot describe you enough bc you are the one who blessed us with sn:pv and i love the series sm and getting to know the inspo behind your characters too so ilysm and sal. this one is the clinically insane one bc of how she can be goofy and then go dead serious like??? make it make sense i am in love (with everyone) but idk she's so neo coded idk how to explain ACTUALLY let me assign kpop bgs to you guys JOY: got7 MAL: treasure NEOWA: ateez LILAC: enhypen SAL: nct based off of the vibes y'all give off don't even ask me 😭😭

SHE REALLY IS SO FUNNY,, she has a lot of typo’s and it’s so cute and hilarious 😭 this girl makes me laugh like no other i tell you (joy baby i love you 🫶) ALSO MAL REALLY IS JOY’S PARTNER IN CRIME FR these two are just so,, idek they’re a goofball bomb together and neowa is just,, she’s our sanity even though shes equally as insane as us but she’s a calmer version 😭😭also thank you sm omg?? i swear i give y’all one version of me bc if y’all saw me in the gc you’d lock me up immediately 😭 also that means sm to me bc i just want everyone to love these girls the way i do :( sal is really so just,, idek in the gc she’s like if you put jaehyun and yuta in a person plus yangyang’s humor 😭🫶

EEE ENHA IS MY JAM MY BOYS MY HEESEUNG GOOD LORD,, for me ngl i’d put joy as svt,, mal as the boyz, me as enha (bc idk where i’d go atp) neowa as txt and sal would be nct (wayv specifically)😭😭

[jimblejamblewritings]

where deserts meet oceans | part 4.

Summary: (Y/N) is Uma’s sister and dating Jay. When he leaves for Auradon, (Y/N) wonders if she’ll ever see her Prince Charming again, and if he was really worth it in the first place?

Pairing: Jay x reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: none

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

“I’ll take these swords back to the gym, see you guys later,” Lonnie said taking off once you guys were back on Auradon.

“Oh, Ben. There you are, we still need to discuss Cotillion details,” Jane called out to the group. She pulled Ben away to talk about Mal’s gift.

“Hey, Mal.” Ben turned back before leaving with Jane, “thank you for helping us. Do whatever you need to do.”

“We need to talk.” Evie pulled Mal aside.

Carlos stopped them. “No, Jay and I are sick of you going off in your girl huddles. We’ve been through a lot together. We’re your family too. We’re not stopping that now, okay? Now, everyone sit.”

“Here? On the lawn?”

“Yes, so…I don’t know how to start girl talk.” Carlos said once they sat down.

“What up?” Jay said. You hit him, he wasn’t helping either.

Mal laughed.

“Girl talk usually starts with everything’s going to be okay. We can figure out,” you offered.

The VKs looked at you. You shrunk into Jay.

“Just trying to help.”

“I’m a mess guys. I’m such a mess. Six months ago I was stealing everything in sight and now everyone wants me to be this lady of the court.” Mal broke down as she spoke.

“Then don’t,” Carlos offered. “We’re always going to be kids from the Isle.”

“We’re always going to have those roots.”

Evie gave Mal a side hug. “We all did what we had to do to survive. But it made us who we are and we’re never going to be like anybody else here.”

“And that’s okay,” Jay spoke up.

“That’s okay.”

“And we can’t fake it.” Carlos said smiling.

“Yeah, especially without my spellbook. I must’ve dropped it, it wasn’t in the limo when we got out.”

You kept your face as neutral as possible.

“Give it one more chance. People here really care about you.”

Evie and Carlos started to walk off leaving you and Jay sat down in front of Mal.

“Stay till Cotillion and if you find that you can’t be here for another minute, I’ll drive you back to the Isle myself. No questions asked.”

Jay patted Mal on the shoulder, leaving the girl to think about his words.

“Now, we have a few things to do. First the gym and then we’re off to find you a dress.” Jay grabbed your hand and escorted you towards Auradon’s gym.

“Bring it in boys. I know I come from the Isle where shit’s pretty whack. But if there’s one thing we got on Auradon, it’s we want the strongest on our side. Boy or girl.”

“Jay, what’s this got to do with anything.” Chad started.

“Lonnie’s joining.”

“She can’t. The rule book…”

“Says a captain and eight men. I’m becoming the eighth man. Gentlemen, welcome your new captain.”

Lonnie strolled in satisfied.

“Have fun holding down the fort. Time to get my girl all dolled up for Cotillion.” Jay smiled at Lonnie and you two were off.

~~

“So, how important is this dance that I have to go?”

You and Jay were in Flora’s dress shop looking at the fancy dresses.

“The whole school’s talking about it so I’d argue fairly important.”

“And if I don’t find a dress…”

“Is that what you’re worried about? Look, if you can’t find a dress and have to go in jeans and a t-shirt then I will go in matching jeans and a t-shirt. We can get them bedazzled.”

You huffed, while holding a bunch of dresses. Jay laughed and kissed you on the cheek. “You’ll look amazing in whatever you wear.”

You went through a bunch of dresses and then settled on something you liked. You wanted to make a good impression. The dresses neckline was low enough that your shell necklace could be prominently featured.

Jay bought the dress, you had no money, and you two left the store.

“Jay, we need to talk.”

“That never ends well.”

“You never answered me earlier. If Mal hadn’t left, would you have come back? You promised me you would come back, did you ever mean it? Ever?”

“Do you want the truth… I couldn’t bring myself to come back. I thought about you every day but the Isle… that’s why I wanted you to come back with me. I wouldn’t step foot back there… I don’t know if I could.”

“Ok.”

Jay stopped in front of you. “You’re not too mad are you?”

“If I was that mad, I would’ve stayed on the Isle.”

Jay cupped your face with hand. He kissed you.

“I love you,” he whispered before kissing you again.

Cotillion was super fancy. Wow, Auradon really knew how to throw a party. You washed your hands after using the bathroom. Even though you didn’t need it, you were taking advantage of the pretty hand lotions they had laid out in a basket on the sinks. Why was this even necessary? You looked up in the mirror to make sure your makeup was perfect when your necklace started to glow.

“Huh,” you muttered to yourself as you clutched it.

There was no magic on the Isle so this was all new to you. You heard mumbling coming from the necklace. You held the shell up to your ear.

“Is everything alright?”

You gasped. That was Uma’s voice. You’d recognize your sister’s voice anywhere.

“Yeah. I just never noticed how pretty you were until right now.”

“Oh, Ben, why thank you.”

Was this happening in real time? You knew your sister found Mal’s book. She must’ve spelled Ben. You would feel bad if it wasn’t for a greater cause. Saving the Isle was more important than Mal’s love life. Besides, she spelled Ben to get him in the first place. You put the necklace down. Your sister was absolutely brilliant. So was your mom. Matching necklaces that let you communicate with each other, great.

Jay waited outside the bathroom for you.

“Hey, you ready to go in?”

“Let’s go.”

“Do you want to be announced?” one of Ben’s helpers, Lumière, asked when you and Jay reached the top of the steps.

“Can we just walk down quietly?”

“Of course.”

You and Jay danced around and ate some food. The fanfare of trumpets drew everyone to attention as Lumière announced Ben’s name. You smiled as Ben came down the stairs, knowing exactly what was about to happen. You gave Ben a thumbs up which he returned, smiling.

“I didn’t know you actually liked Ben.”

“He’s alright. I’m in Auradon now aren’t I? I should learn to get along with some of your friends.”  

You watched Ben formally bow to Mal. “I wish I had time to explain.”  

“Ben, what are you talking about?”

He didn’t have to explain because you could see Uma at the top of the stairs. The crowd murmured as she gave a shy smile at the top. You blew a kiss to sister. She beamed even more as she smiled at you. Everyone else was stunned into silence as you watched Ben go escort Uma down the stairs. He kissed the Beast ring that was resting on Uma’s pointer finger.

“My sister’s scored herself a prince.”

“This doesn’t… what about Harry?” Jay whispered to you.

“A lot happened on that Isle, Jay. You missed quite a bit,” you lied through your teeth.

“Yeah, I guess I did.” Jay trusted you too much, Auradon made him soft.

“I’m sorry. It all just happened so fast and I thought I’d be back in time to explain. Something happened to me with Uma on the Isle. I tried to ignore it but…”

Ben and Uma smiled at each other, noses touching.

“What are you saying?” Mal asked.

“I’m saying…”

“It was love!” Uma cut him off all smiley.

“It was.”

“I just realized how much Ben and I are alike, you know?”

“We are,” Ben said, giddy.

“They are,” you chimed in. It wasn’t necessary; you just wanted to add fuel to the fire.

“I know.” Uma’s voice held the same emotion as Ben.

“Not too thrilled I risked my life for him,” Carlos spat out.

“Did you go back for her?” Mal asked.

“He didn’t have to… I dove through the border before it closed. I’m a pretty decent swimmer.”

“You are,” Ben chuckled.

Your sister was good. If you hadn’t known any better, if you hadn’t heard it through your necklace you would’ve believed it yourself. The VKs pulled Mal closer to them.

“We’re with you, Mal.” Lonnie put a hand on her shoulder. “Let’s get you out of here.”

You leaned into Jay, ready to have him go to the food table. “Let’s leave the two lovebirds.”

Jane ran up ahead and asked Lumière to do something.

“And now for the unveiling of King Ben’s masterpiece! Designed especially for his lady,” Lumière called out.

You looked over at your sister trying to silently communicate with her. Something told you her plan was about to get slightly complicated.

Something was covered in a curtain at the end of the dance floor. The blue curtain was taken off and revealed a stained glass panel. It was one of Mal and Ben. The guests all clapped enthusiastically at its reveal. It was beautiful, you couldn’t deny it.

“Ben did that?” Mal asked.

“Yeah, he did,” Evie responded.

“Ben!” Uma yelled before her voice turned sweet, “why don’t you tell everyone my present.”

Uma touched his arm and Ben melted into the touch. “Uma is joining the court as my lady and my, my gift to her is that I want to take down the barrier once and for all.”

Ben’s announcement surprised everyone but you. Uma was tugging on his arm in excitement but Ben stayed looking at Mal’s portrait. Uma frowned.

“Cover that back up!” she yelled.

“I will not!” Fairy Godmother yelled back.

“What my sister means is this might not be the best time for the stain glass. You’ll have to forgive Uma, she’s been hardened by the Isle.”

You tried to appeal to Fairy Godmother. It seemed like it worked, at least to some extent.

“Ben, look at me,” Uma interjected.

You saw Ben’s face change as he looked at Uma. The Ben you saw moments ago when he was watching Mal wasn’t there. The magic was only so strong.

“Uma!” you called out to your sister. “Leave the stain glass, let’s just dance. How about we all dance?!”

You hyped up the crowd. You just wanted to distract everyone. The quicker they forget the nonsense the quicker Mal would leave and Uma’s spell could work fully.  The music was about to start again. Jay shrugged and put his hands on your waist waiting for a song to play.

“Ben! Don’t listen to her, I know you’re in there.” You turned to see Mal looking at Ben.

“Look at me Ben… Bring down the barrier, now!” Uma yelled at Fairy Godmother.

“No, Ben focus on me.” Mal kissed Ben. It was over, you knew the spell would be broken the minute their lips fell apart. Even your mother’s spells weren’t enough against true love’s kiss.

You watched Uma panic. “Give it to me.”

Uma lunged for Fairy Godmother’s wand.

“No, guards seize her!” Fairy Godmother struggled to hold the wand out of Uma’s grasp.

Uma ran to the side of the boat. She was going to jump.

“No, no!” You called out.

Ben tried to hold everyone back from running out to her. “Uma, stop. Please!”

“Uma. We see you, you are so much more than just a villain,” Mal said.

You ran to your sister’s side. “Back off! Don’t touch her!”

“I won’t let them hurt her, (Y/N).”

Ben stepped slightly forward but you wouldn’t back down from shielding Uma with your arm. Jay walked through the crowd and approached you two.

“I understand this didn’t go how you planned,” Jay attempted to talk to your sister.

“But don’t let your pride get in the way of something you really want. Stay here. Stay with the two of us, Uma. I know you. You’re a sweet girl that runs an amazing shoppe and lets me date her awesome sister and always cares about her crew. You want to help people, it’s who you are. Stay with us. Show everyone the Uma we know.”

Uma paused and looked at the two of you for a second before giving you a hug. You knew she had to do what she had to do. You watched Uma stand on the railing, she clutched her necklace and you did the same. Then she jumped.

“NO!”

You stopped Jay who was about to launch off the side.

“She’s fine trust me.”

Everyone ran to the side to find her. The water where she jumped began to bubble like a whirlpool. You looked on in a mix of awe and horror as a giant Uma with tentacles appeared in front of you, soaking the whole Cotillion in water.

“Did you know she could do that?”

“Ursula’s daughters. We’re sea witches. Of course, we can.”

“Wait, you can do that?”

“I mean I’ve never tried but…”

One of Uma’s tentacles snapped out. Everyone ducked to try and avoid it. No one had a chance to stand up because another tentacle snapped out. You watched as Uma and Mal, who had turned into a dragon, battled it out, fire and water flying everywhere.

“They’re going to destroy everything,” Ben said to himself.

“Whatever you’re thinking Ben, don’t do it.”

“We’re about to become collateral damage if I don’t do something. Your sister could get—”

“My sister will be just fine. You’re gonna be the one to get hurt.”

Before you could say anything, Ben jumped overboard.

“BEN! Uma be careful!”

You watched him appear in the water, between your sister and Mal.

“Both of you, stop. Back down!”

“And what are you gonna do, Ben? Splash me?” Uma taunted. You knew she wouldn’t attack him. What worried you is that no one else in Auradon knew that.

“Uma. I know you want what’s best for the Isle. But we can’t do it this way. You have to work with us. Help us make a difference,” Ben said.

Ben reached out a hand to Uma. She extended a tentacle. Rather than holding Ben’s hand, Uma’s dropped Ben’s ring in his palm. Uma gave you a sad smile. She took a deep breath before disappearing under the water.

“What happened?” Jay asked. “Where is she?”

“She’s doing what she has to do, Jay. We got to let her have it.”

“Will you be okay? With her gone?”

Your necklace began to glow. You held it up to your ear and then motioned for Jay to lean in so he could hear it.

“Of course she’ll be okay. She’s not a flower. But leave her again and I’ll drag you to the bottom of the Seven Seas myself.” Uma’s voice rang out from the shell.

“Whoa.” Jay stepped back making you laugh.

Uma wasn’t really gone, at least not from your life. Not while you had the necklace.

You kissed Jay. “I wanna dance.”

“Then let’s dance.” He kissed you one more time before escorting you to the dance floor.

(Part 5)...

[floralseokjin]

⤑ 9 months to fall in love 16 replies.

@cherryblosom73 replied: I just started binge reading this the other day you write the best jin stories and my heart is breaking for these two

oh thank you 🥺 my heart broke a little too in this chapter, but I have every faith things will be ok!!!

@nanied93 replied: Whoaaaa was not expecting that reaction. What an asshole. And now he’s just gonna be physically gone for a whole week? No chance to talk this out? They’ll make it through this ✊🏾

They will! we have to have faith!!!! 

@hobiiiiiworld replied: No. No. What? No. I can’t go to bed like this, my feeble heart is too unstable… 😭

😭😭 I’m sorry!

@talkyoongitome replied: I love these series so much

thank you so much :’) 

@ohsokisshimagain replied: If Jin trays to distance from her to protect her just as Edward did to bella in new moon, imma k*ll someone. Hope he doesn't date to give the cold shoulder to a PREGNANT woman

THE NEW MOON REFERENCE, I’M LAUGHING SO HARD! Don’t worry, he won’t be giving her the cold shoulder AT ALL, especially after being compared to Edward lmaoo

@vicki1031 replied: I swear he better not do something stupid like distancing himself 🥴🙄🙄 but gosh, i swear these two can never catch a break 😭 why cant they just be all lovey dovey with each other and glob

At least this time it’s an outside issue and not one to do with them personally. But I agree, they were so happy and lovey dovey lately, it’s not FAIR 😭

@allorareverz replied: i'm at hospital and lord..this hurt more than my organs do

omg, I hope you’re okay?! Sending lots of love 💕

@xtatyh replied: Jin loves his girls so much, why can’t her father see that! I mean, he could be in shock but that was too much, so rude! I just hope that they work it out, I want them to enjoy the pregnancy and have peace 🥺

He was so, so rude! Totally uncalled! Oc and Jin deserve a plain sailing pregnancy from here on in! Let’s hope that happens 🤧

@jjkdnlemoni replied: the angst is 😭😭😭😭😭 it hurts how to see seokjin like that all of the sudden i know he's overwhelmed but the fact that they both need each other's presence right that time and he drifts away like that is 😭😭😭 i dont want to judge but i feel betrayed 😭

I understand how you feel. I think he has issues dealing with intense waves of emotions, which is totally valid, but he needs to remember this is not only about him now 🥺 he has a pregnant girlfriend he needs to be there for! I’m sure Hoseok will give him a lecture!!

@ihavetitanium replied: 🥺🥺🥺 this whole chapter hurt just like i knew it would 😭 like i get where her father is coming from it’s just so frustrating and sad to see!

His worries are valid but the man went about expressing them in ALL the wrong ways 😬 

@bri-mal replied: Wow wow wow. I mean dad is justified to be concerned but that doesn't validate treating them/her/him that way. So condescending ton question a grown woman and assume she's blinded by money and glitz. Does he know his daughter at all? I would be so angry if my dad, no matter how distant, just assumed I was easily wooed by a rich guy and didn't think for myself. More so I am sad for the effect this has on OC and Seokjin's relationship; their poor happy bubble was popped😔

He did come across very condescending, you’re right! Everything he said just came out so wrong 🥴 I think he just rolled with it, making all these assumptions because he was blindsided by the news, and it didn’t add up with what he knew about his daughter. In turn, it made it seem to Oc that he didn’t know or understand her at all. Oc and Seokjin’s happy bubble definitely got popped 😭

@hauntedskies replied: Please tell me the dad doesn't have cancer because seokjin acted like he has😭

Ah, no! He’s perfectly healthily! Seokjin just meant that Oc should ask her dad what they spoke about because her and him need a heart to heart. 

@rvluviewendy replied: 🤚🤚 I doubt it but will get a chance run in with Taehyung? I know it probably isn't where the story is going since it seems that MC gets a lot of "distance" from her family. But since he is the reason she struggled early on with trusting Jin in the beginning, will he pop up at all even if it's a minor run in?

Taehyung will appear in season 3 briefly! He was supposed to in season 2 but I changed things up a bit. It won’t be very important to the story, I just wanted to write him into it. He has played an important role in her life, despite not being in it for nearly 6/7 years, so I want to bring her some final closure! 

@liz3056​ reblogged and said: God ocs dad was horrible I expected more of this reaction with Jins  family I'm glad atleas yeonja supports them. I feel like because of her dad their relationship took two steps back why did he do that to them I can't stand to see them upset . I hope they can fix everything soon.😭😭😭 Anyway amazing chapter I loved it as per usual you did an amazing job !😍 Now i have to wait 2 weeks but it's gonna be so worth it you give me something to look forward to every other sunday thank you!😊

I think because of her father’s reaction, it would be very easy for Oc and Jin’s relationship to take two steps back (possibly more lol) BUT they have come a long way from season 1. It’s really up to them how they want to deal with the issue that has arisen. I have every faith in them! Thank you so much for reading! I’m really happy you enjoy this story, it means a lot to me! 💖

@jjungcookie​ reblogged and said: Whyyyyy the timing to this was awful... I am hurt but I have faith they are going to get over this because you have kind of promised hahah. The mc and her father really need to talk, by the way. I feel like he will come around eventually but until then Seokjin's just going to be feeling a bit awkward, I guess. And I really really hope that the mc doesn't close herself off while Seokjin is gone and that he doesn't close himself off either... And I will be very eagerly waiting for the next chapter 😊

LOL I did promise! I did say every season ends on a happy note after all! I think Oc and Seokjin have grown a lot, so there will be no closing off from one another! (Even if it seemed that way in ch16 - emotions were just running very high!) It was just terrible timing that Seokjin had to go away for a week. I hope you enjoy the last chapter of season 2 today 💞

[worldbuilder-brainrot]

PE AU: Scene 29.2-30

Scene 29.2:

Back at the castle, everyone backs away from the thief.

Fairy Godmother: “Child, what are you doing?!”

Lonnie: “It’s not fair that ‘pretty people’ get to be popular! It’s time things changed! Bibbidi… bobbidi… boo— Ah!” Too powerful even for untrained magic users, she can’t really get control of the wand, so it just throws her around as it sparks.

Adam: “Take cover!” He warns the crowd.

Mal takes the chance to wrestle the wand from Lonnie, and her friends make their way down to her.

Belle: “Careful, Mal!” She doesn’t want to see either girl get hurt.

Mal manages to take it from Lonnie, scaring her into realizing what she did and, also remembering what happened after Family Day yesterday, she immediately runs out of sight.

Ben: “Thanks, Mal.” He walks up to her, reaching for the wand.

But Mal rears away.

Mal: “Stand back.” She warns.

Ben: “Mal? What?” He tries to get closer, mostly so he can comfort her.

Mal: “Ben, I said stand back!”

He and the rest of the crowd finally realize she really means it.

Audrey: “I told you so!” She tries to confront her.

She just gets the wand pointed at her as she scrambles back into the crowd.

Mal’s friends reach her then.

Carlos: “Let’s go!” He just wants to be anywhere but there in the middle of the room.

Jay: “Revenge time.” He mumbles as a reminder.

Ben: “You really want to do this?”

Mal: “We have no choice, Ben! I…! I felt the magic shift… My mother is coming, and if I don’t give her the wand…”

Ben: “… I put more pressure on you than I thought… I don’t want to put even more on you now, but… you can fight.”

Mal: “Fight how?! The only thing that could stop my mother was true love! And I betrayed you… What kind of love is that?”

Ben: “You haven’t betrayed me yet. It’s not too late to do the right thing. To fight for what you love. And, long before me, you loved your friends, and you’ve always had their back. So…” he looks at the other VKs, “is this what you all want?”

Carlos: “No.” He surprises himself by speaking up, but it empowers him to say more. “I want to fight for what I love. And I love Dude. And having wifi. And being able to do things other than what my mom says.” He looks at the girl who thought she was hidden in the crowd. “And I love having Jane as my friend.”

Evie: “I love Doug.” She blurts, then faces him from where she spotted him on the balcony (yes, she searched). “I love you a lot. You make me feel like I can do anything and you saved me from getting expelled and it doesn’t feel right to repay you by destroying your home.”

They look at Jay, who can remain stubborn for all of two seconds.

Jay: “Ugh! Fine! ‘Love’ is a bit much in my opinion, but, yeah, Taylor, Akiho, Amir…” He turns to them (a good thief is observant!). “I really appreciate you guys being there yesterday. And…” He doesn’t look at anyone in particular. “I don’t like hurting people. Not innocent people.” He turns to Mal. “So, Mal, can you stop being stubborn too and admit you want to save this place from our parents?”

Mal laughs through her tears.

Mal: “I can! I do!” She steps forward and pulls them all into a hug.

Just then, the ground shakes as green smoke drifts around the room. It disbands with a twist on the center of the floor, between the VKs and the dais, revealing Maleficent.

Maleficent: “I’m back~!”

Mal: “Go away, Mother.” Mal is not amused by her theatrics.

Maleficent breaks into an obnoxious laugh.

Maleficent: “She’s funny.” She loudly snorts. “Oh! I’m so– You’re very funny.” She swaps to seriousness. “Here.” She points to in front of her, but Mal doesn’t move. “Wand me. Chop, chop.”

Mal acts like she’s going to hand it to her, but instead tosses it to Fairy Godmother.

Fairy Godmother: “Bibbidi-bobbidi—”

Maleficent: “‘Boo.’” She mocks, then casts a spell that freezes everyone. “Sike.” She laughs, then toys around, messing with the frozen Adam and Fairy Godmother, before taking Ben’s ring from Mal. Then, she goes up to Ben.

Maleficent: “Aw… You really thought you could overthrow me with true love? Ambitious. But it’s not for you. You’re a villain! Villains don’t fall in love.”

Mal: “I’m not a villain, Mom! I’m not you!”

Maleficent: “Oh, obviously. I’ve had years and years and years and… years of practice being evil. You’ll get there.”

Mal: “No, I will not. And I really wish that you had never gotten there yourself.”

Maleficent realizes she’s lost her usual means of manipulating Mal, and resorts to threats.

Maleficent: “I know one thing, young lady. You have no room for love in your life!”

Mal is done being controlled by her.

Mal: “And now I command, wand to my hand!” She holds out her hand and, after a struggle against Maleficent, the wand flies into it. “It worked!” She cheers, honestly in disbelief.

Maleficent: “I hardly think so. Frankly, this is tedious and very immature.” She tries another tactic to no avail and this time gets too fed up and lashes out. “Give me the wand. Give me the wand!”

Sensing a threat, Dude runs up and attacks her (though he doesn’t do much damage).

Maleficent: “Oh, the breath! The breath! Get off me!” She throws Dude off her.

He lands unharmed and runs to Carlos, who protectively picks him up.

Jay grabs Maleficent’s staff, she insincerely compliments his strength, then flings him back with a flick.

Maleficent: “Enough!” Green smoke rises as she casts another spell. “You all will regret this!”

She transforms into a dragon. The VKs back away towards the doors, but Jay, slowed down by having to get off the ground, gains her attention so she chases him around, trying to burn him to a crisp. Fortunately, he’s able to dodge her attacks and make it back to his friends just as Evie comes up with her attack.

Evie: “Magic mirror, show your bright light!” She temporarily blinds Maleficent and sends her crashing to the ground.

Mal: “Behind me, E!” Mal pulls her out of the way before Maleficent can recover and try to attack her like Jay. “Leave my friends alone!” The dragon recovers enough to look at her and Mal continues. “This is between you and me, Mother.”

Maleficent roars at her as her eyes glow green. Mal’s do the same as she begins chanting.

Mal: “The strength of evil is good as none, when stands before four hearts as one.” Her friends realize what she’s doing and get closer to support her and her spell. “The strength of evil is good as none, when stands before four hearts as one. The strength of evil is good as none, when stands before four hearts as one!”

A tense staring contest ensues, which Mal wins for the first time, and, in a big puff of green, Maleficent shrinks into a lizard. The VKs run up to it as Fairy Godmother’s freeze spell is broken.

Evie: “What just happened?”

Mal: “I have no idea.”

Evie: “Did you do it?”

Mal: “I don’t know.”

Fairy Godmother meets them at the lizard.

Fairy Godmother: “No, no, no, no. Your mother did. She shrank to the size of the love in her heart.”

Mal: “Is she gonna be like that forever?” Even Mal doesn’t know if it was hope or hopelessness.

Fairy Godmother: “Well, forever is a long time. You learned to love. So can she.”

They share a smile and then Mal remembers the wand she has.

Mal: “I believe this belongs to you.” She gives it back.

Fairy Godmother: “And I believe this…” She picks the ring up off the ground. “Belongs to you.” She addresses the other VKs too. “You all have earned yourselves an ‘A’ in Goodness class.” They all laugh (kind of hoping so after all that).

Fairy Godmother: “Bibbidi, bobbidi, boo!” She releases everyone from the freeze spell.

Ben and Adam lash out in “beast mode.” Belle is quick to calm Adam down, but Ben roars until he’s run all the way to Mal and she catches him.

Mal: “Okay! Okay. O— We kinda got this all wrapped up here.”

Realizing everyone is safe and the danger is gone, he spins her in a hug, so, so proud of her and really, really glad she’s alright.

Ben: “Next time, I rescue you, okay?” He still hasn’t let go.

Mal: “Yeah. Let’s not let there be a next time, okay?” She hasn’t either.

Fairy Godmother: (off-screen) “Lonnie, dear. I understand your frustrations, but that was not the way to go about ‘fixing’ it!”

Mal looks over Ben’s shoulder and spots where the voice is coming from before pulling away.

Mal: “I will be right back.” She heads over to Lonnie and Fairy Godmother.

Mal: “Um… Fairy Godmother? Please, don’t be too hard on Lonnie. I said all kinds of crazy stuff about how Jane could ‘become’ pretty if she used your wand– I was lying to her though, she’s beautiful now, outside and in– but Lonnie must’ve overheard what I said—”

Lonnie: “What? Mal, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was just tired of people listening to Audrey and Chad like they know better.” She rolls her eyes, then winces with regret. “But I got lost in being petty and, uh… tried to do something that wouldn’t solve the problem at all.” She looks at Fairy Godmother again. “I’m sorry.”

Fairy Godmother: “Well… Today has been a day of second chances, and you’ve shown you understand what’s right now, so I won’t give you detention. But you will be helping clean the school through the rest of the school year.”

Lonnie: “That’s fair.” (She knows full well she got off very easy.)

Mal smiles, glad she didn’t get Lonnie in (too much) trouble, then notices Audrey in the distance. Against her better judgment, she approaches her.

Mal: “Audrey, I—”

Audrey: “Save your apology. I won’t accept it.”

Mal: “… Fine then. I’ll tell you a hard truth.”

Audrey smirks, thinking she’s goaded Mal into “revealing her true colors.”

Mal: “You need to get your act together and be a good leader. But you don’t need Chad. And you don’t need Ben. You don’t need to put up with anyone who doesn’t make you happy or you don’t enjoy being around. After all, I’m sure you’d agree you deserve ‘the best,’ right?” She can’t help adding a bit of a jab.

Audrey stares at her pensively. Finally, she looks away with a huff.

Audrey: “I should’ve told you to save your pity too.”

Mal looks at her with a small headshake, but figures her words are at least in her mind and leaves her be to finally head back to her friends, who now have all their new friends with them.

She beams as she joins their group hug.

Jay: “Well? Let’s get this party started!”

All: “Oh-ay, oh-ay, hey!”

[This Jane just wouldn’t steal the wand. But that gave me the perfect opportunity to give Lonnie something to do! (And set up for her trying to make a difference in the 2nd movie.)

(A lot of the final confrontation is the same (biggest difference is the themes of the speeches), but, like with the Queen Leah scene, I kept it in for context.)

Ben does not treat Mal like a wild animal once the wand is in her hands.

Audrey’s “I told you so!” is a little more warranted after Mal makes her intentions known. (Tying back into everyone not assuming Mal wasn’t helping.)

I wanted the VKs’ “I choose good,” moment to be about standing up to their parents, since that’s what’s mostly holding them back at this point, so I had Mal know her mother was free. (Feeling “a shift in the magic” is either something all powerful magic users can feel, or she’s feeling the pull of her powerful mother and powerful father’s magic within her.)

(Ben was trying really hard not to focus on Mal admitting she loves him with her true love comment.)

I wanted each of the VKs to be able to say what they love for themselves.

(Carlos and Jane are best friends for now since quite a bit of the 2nd movie hinges on Carlos trying to ask Jane to Cotillion.)

I don’t have a problem with Mal’s “love is not weak” speech, she just hadn’t learned that yet. Unless she was referring to canon Ben’s tunnel vision. Plus, I like the idea of Maleficent being insistent that love is freakishly powerful since she was tangentially defeated by “true love’s kiss.”

There was no reason for Audrey and Mal to give each other “a look of respect” at the canon end, so I had them actually talk (and set up Audrey’s arc in the 3rd movie).]

Scene 30 (Set It Off! and “You didn’t think this was the end of the story?”) is all the same.

[Perhaps Chad & Audrey and Jay & Lonnie dance together instead, but that’s all up to the choreographer.]

Masterlist

[namjooningelsewhere]

His And Her Rules: 01

ღPairing: Kim Namjoon x Reader

ღGenre: Smut

ღAu: Sugar Daddy au, bdsm au.

ღRating: 18+

ღWord Count: 5.85k

ღWarning(s): Nipple play, oral male and female receiving, explicit smut, unprotected sex,profanity, Lot of dirty talk, heavy and light bondage,gagging, heavy spanking, experiments with pain, Dom-sub themes, rough sex, lot of hair pulling, bdsm themes, spitting, cum eating, breath play, temperature play, sir kink,marking, biting, dom!namjoon, crying, begging,super messy, multiple orgasms, edging, orgasm denial, squirting, degradation, name calling, very light choking, punishments in sexual forms.

ღSummary: An art exhibition brings Kim Namjoon in your life, And your blunt nature and i-dont-give-a-f&$# attitude brings you in his. You are his first sugar baby and he is your sexual awakening, Inshort his rules in the bedroom and your rules outside the bedroom.

ღA/N: @introlxv Onyx i have a big list of thankyou's for you, thanks for giving me this idea by tagging me in the namjoon video, Thankyou for making this beautiful banner for me. I literally wrote this for you, Hope you like itღ

Drop me an ask or comment if you want to be added to the taglist.

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“Hyper-realistic isn't it?” A voice caught your attention which was solely undivided in admiring the beauty of the The Stillness of Water by Kim Tschang, You looked at the source of the voice and saw a tall man standing right beside you but eyes fixed on the painting.

“It is. Makes me think about the purpose of the painting.” He nods his head and both of you get back to admiring the painting, You trace the strokes of the brush and look at the drop which fascinates you to no end.

“Have you ever tried to understand the meaning of these paintings?”

“I think it means emptiness. Everything is empty at one point and everything returns to emptiness at some point.” The man turned towards you and gave you a bright smile.

“Namjoon.” He extends his hand and you take it with a smile.

“Y/n” The warmness and softness in his hand is quite opposite to the voice that he spoke to you earlier, You hold his hand a second longer and Namjoon makes no moment to withdraw it either.

You chat a little and start walking around the gallery, But what catches your attention more than the art itself is the man beside you and his firm hand at the low of your back. Somehow this gesture always does it for you. The way a man places his hand at the lower of your back always gets you butterflies and Not only did Namjoon place his hand on your back, But the firm grip of it told you a lot about him as a person.

You spoke at a length to Namjoon about Art, and you admired the man for the extensive knowledge and passion he had for art. Throughout the conversation you knew things for sure in the short span, Namjoon had a growing love for art and that took him places and made him wonder about so many different things in life.

“Care for some dinner?” You contemplated for a minute. He seemed like a pretty decent guy and judging by the ninety thousand dollar watch he was wearing, You could take a chance.

“Sure.”

“So Y/n what do you do apart from your love for arts?” Namjoon asked as he put on his seatbelt and he started his car and the engine roared to life.

“I am a sugar baby, but also I graduated in marketing, And i intend to make my career in it. Just networking my way so that I can make some opportunities for myself.”

“ A sugar baby and a marketing aspirant, Interesting”

“What do you do?”

“Well I am the CEO of Kim Holdings.” You just nodded casually at his statement, And Namjoon got back to driving. You could sense it in the way he was gently drumming his fingers on the steering wheel.

“Ask it.”

“How did you become a sugar baby ? Pending bills, Side income or some tragic story?”You laughed out loud at his question, Is that what people think why girls become sugar babies?

“No, Nothing of that sort. Not everybody needs to have a tragic story to get into something that brings in financial Stability, I do it because why not? I have what a sugar daddy needs, and they give me what I need. It's a mutually beneficial transaction.” Namjoon smiled his full dimple smile at your answer, And for a moment you were glad he didn't judge you like sometimes people did.

“That's nice. I like the fact that you are so open about it.”

“What have I got to lose? It's not my concern anyways if you judge me for it.”

You reached the restaurant and Namjoon quickly opened the door for you. The firm hand stayed glued to your back as he led the way to one of the fanciest restaurants of Seoul. From the little over an hour that you had spent with him, You had come to a conclusion Namjoon was a gentleman. You had been with your share of gentlemen, But something was definitely different about Namjoon. You just have to figure out what.

“So tell me a little more about this?”

“What exactly do you want to know?”

“Well you can colour me as intrigued, Genuinely i've never given this a thought, Never felt the need to but honestly something changed.”

“Well i hope it's a good thing, Not that i care if its a bad thing.- Namjoon burst out laughing again before you could finish your sentence, And you doubted for a minute if it was right to come with him for this dinner, How were you supposed to enjoy your food if you had to spend the entire time with someone who was trying to judge you. You just hoped you were wrong.

“You really dont a give a fuck, Do you?”

“If i am either way getting judged, So the least i can do is not give a fuck.” Namjoon’s laughter died down as soon as he heard your statement and his hand immediately reached out to yours. He patted your hand gently, yet firm, not leaving room for you to withdraw your hand.

“Hey, I am not judging you, okay? Who am I to judge you for what you choose to do? And I laughed because this is such a rare sight. Generally people are put off by others' thoughts when it comes to sensitive topics. It's refreshing to see that you don't give a shit about it.“

“Thank God.”

“Why are you so intrigued about this entire thing though? Looking for a sugar baby?” You smirked at Namjoon’s gasp. Maybe you had hit the nail on the head.

“Should I be honest?”

“If it's a lie, Then don't bother telling it either.”

“God damn.” Namjoon loosened a button from his shirt and your eyes stayed glued to the little silver of skin that peeked through the opening. You noticed Namjoon already smirking at your drooling.

“Like what you see?”

“Maybe yes, Maybe No.”

“Uh huh, Maybe no huh? Tell that to your eyes.” This time it was your turn to choke, He had definitely noticed. You had no idea when you met him for the first time that this would also be the kind of conversation that would change your life.

“Will you be my sugar baby?”

“What? Where is this coming from?”

“Look, I know this looks too random. Meeting a stranger in an art museum, Having dinner with him and Then getting a proposal to become his sugar baby. But trust me, I really do want you to be my sugar baby.” The waiter chose the exact moment to bring in your orders and you waited for him to leave.

“Have you done this before?”

“No, But you can be my first. You can help me along the way.”

“Why me? You can literally find anybody.”

“If I wanted a sugar baby, trust me it's an easy thing, But I've never met someone who actually put this thought in my mind.”

You hadn't even thought about anything as such with Namjoon, You were fascinated by him that was for sure, But that had everything to do with his brain. You had one sugar daddy as of now, And you were quite happy with him for the past one year. Namjoon and Sugar Daddy didn't click in your mind, But now that he had mentioned you had started giving it a thought.

You were definitely attracted to Namjoon, Six feet tall, Dimples that could kill and a physique like a greek god, Of Course you were drooling internally. But you still had your doubts and you had to get rid of them.

“Look Namjoon, I am not looking to drain out your bank account, I genuinely do appreciate your generosity but i like my man to be pampered as well, I like a man whos confident, Knows what he wants and keeps up with his appearance, enjoys travelling and would be up to do new things with me. Can you keep up with that?”

Namjoon was gaping at you the entire time, You confidently spoke out what you looked for in a man, You had no doubts about your worth, Afterall you were bringing something to the table as well. You weren't just a pretty face, You were way more than that. You could very intelligently hold a conversation with anyone. You loved Arts, You loved to read, you always kept yourself updated on what happened in the world and made an effort on your appearances. You were definitely worth every penny that your sugar daddies spent on you.

“That's pretty impressive. And yes I can definitely keep up with you on that matter. I love travelling, I like challenges, And yes i am very much upkept on appearances and i would love for a fact that i can try new things with someone.”

“Interesting.”

“So Can you tell me a little more about this Relationship?” You smiled at his genuine interest in the matter, Not very often you come across people who take interest, The majority you've met throughout these years have been some part judgemental.

“So il tell you what works for me, I cant be with someone who is just in it for the Sex I need the relationship to be intense, Sexual and i am strictly platonic in these matters but its nice to have someone who respects me, and it should feel complete, Like i wouldnt want to be in it for just money too. I am giving my time and effort here. It definitely should be worth it.”

“Well Y/n one thing you can expect from me for sure irrespective of you agreeing to this thing is i respect you, And that's the most important aspect that comes first and non-negotiable to me. I respect you and you respect me. Period.”

“Appreciate that.”

The waiter finished serving the dessert and you were surprised to find that it had been an hour, You enjoyed every minute of speaking to Namjoon, He had pretty much or very little idea of these things worked and it looked like you were explaining the basics to him but you weren't complaining in the least bit, He was genuinely interested and that was a good enough sign that he would be no less than giving his best in this relationship. If you agreed that is, But you were already so close to saying yes.

“I need you to know one thing before you take your time and decide if you want to go ahead. I would need you to break things off with your sugar daddy if you have one right now. I would want you to see me and me only. I would do the same in return though.” You nodded. Obviously you believed in this too, It made things so much easier, And you had been lucky enough to find people who were on the same page too.

“Understood.” You wanted to speak to him about so many things but Namjoon beat you to it.

“Should you agree, Then we can have my team go over your documents and then we can discuss the arrangement ahead. The finer details and the sexual aspects of it as well.”

The sexual aspect intrigued you, You were standing at the exact same place where Namjoon was a couple minutes ago. Obviously you were no rookie when it came to sex, But Namjoons words made you feel there was a lot more depth to it. Your sexual encounters were never boring, You were open to try new things, But they werent subset in any kind of definitions. Just Plain sex, Sometimes boring, Sometimes rough and sometimes just Meh.

You left the restaurant with Namjoons hand on your back, And a question what exactly was this sexual aspect that needed to be discussed in length and in detail.

Two days later, You found yourself sitting across Namjoon in his office ready to discuss the finer details of your arrangement. While Namjoon had dropped you off home that night, You had immediately spoken to your Sugar Daddy and terminated the contract. Wouldn't say terminating the contract was inexpensive, It was a good penny but you had made a lot of money over the years and one penalty was something you could definitely afford. And besides, Namjoon made this risk worth taking.

Your eyes widened at the amount of allowance Namjoon had put into the contract, This was the biggest allowance anybody had ever given you, And not to mention the brand new Porsche that Namjoon had mentioned as your sweet ride.

You had hit gold, literally everywhere. You had hit gold for a Sugar Daddy, You had hit gold for your upgraded lifestyle and most importantly you had hit gold in terms of Namjoon. Something in you screamed this was going to change your life.

Everything was pretty much decided about your arrangement, There was just one last thing that had you had yet to discuss the sexual aspect. You had never felt so much anticipation for anything. What exactly was this about?

There was something about this man, He was like an open book with the deepest mystery stories. No matter how hard you tried you still couldn't actually make sense of a lot of things he said. The man was ready to learn, Intrigued, Genuinely cared for stuff but there was still a lot of mystery to it.

“You can move in into my penthouse at Seoul Forest Trivage whenever it is convenient for you, I live ten minutes away from there.”

“Understood.”

Namjoon stood up from his chair and walked around the table and took a seat beside you. Your breath caught in your throat when you felt his firm grip on your hands. Namjoon was a puzzle, A beautiful puzzle. You had never met a man like him. Take now for an example, His hands held a firm and a rough grip on you, But his eyes? They held the most gentle expression you had ever seen. This was what was pulling you towards Namjoon and this was what had gotten you to take the risk of taking such an important decision on face value. You were either going to have the time of your life or you were going to learn a hard lesson.

You were just hoping it was the former.

“You sure about this right?”

“Yeah.” He smiled and gave you a gentle smile, But the next minute he leaned back and crossed his legs. You literally felt something coming up next and mentally prepared yourself for it unknowingly.

“So Y/n now that the logistics are pretty much clear, I want us to move onto the next important thing.’

You waited with bated breath for his next words to come, Unsure of what it was. Your mind reeled with the possibilities of the worst, What if he was a sadist? You shook your thoughts not falling into a negative headspace first.

“Do you know what BDSM or what a dominant or submissive is?” You choked on air at the mention of BDSM, You knew the dom sub dynamics as well as the most people did, Christian Gray and Anastasia Steele. That's it. What he did to her in his playroom was where your knowledge was limited.

“To be honest, No. But I've seen Fifty shades.” Namjoon literally burst out laughing, And for a second you cursed for running your mouth carelessly and now he was definitely going to make fun of it.

“Baby what christian grey did was just the surface of what BDSM is.”

“Having an entire room dedicated for his toys was just the surface?” Now you were scared, That man had an entire playroom full of weird shit toys and what not and that was just the surface? You gotta be kidding. Just how much more deeper this thing ran?

“Y/N the dynamics of a dom and a sub relationship runs much deeper than a few playthings. It's more of a headspace, Control and Consent. The tools are just the bonus that you can use to amplify the pleasure of the people involved.”

“It starts with here.” Namjoon got up from his seat and leaned towards you, his one finger reaching your side of the head, And you immediately gushed at the change in his aura suddenly.

“What i need you to do is trust me, Trust me with yourself, There is a very different pleasure baby that comes with the comfort of being guided than being pursued.”

“I–” You couldn't form coherent words at the moment, Namjoon leaning over you, His cologne flooding your senses, His words evoking a different feeling in your mind and in your body and the look in his eyes.

“I am what you call a dominant.” He whispered those words right next to your ear and you could feel his breath hot on your ears. Goosebumps decorated on your skin and you felt getting wetter and wetter every passing breath of his against your skin.

You felt a very different feeling this time, This was your first. You never had been with someone who was dominant and you were nearly illiterate on how this dynamic worked, But if you had someone like Namjoon teaching you the ropes to it, You were in it.

Now this what this relationship was going to bring you, A newness. You were teaching Namjoon the basics of Sugaring while he was on his way to become your sexual awakening. You had sex with people before and while that couldnt be called vanilla but it was far from any kind of dynamic. You were genuinely intrigued by this idea and somehow the change in your attitude namjoon had brought on by just the change in his voice and attitude, made you wonder what would happen when you actually got down to action.

“Don't worry about trying this though, We’ll go slow at first. Let me take you through it first. It's practical when you sign the dotted line.” Namjoon pushed another piece of paper towards you and when you read through it, A delicious pleasure and a small fear of giving up your control on your body ran through your spine and you decided you would go with the thrilling aspect of both.

There were a lot of terms that you didn't understand, Never heard. But you decided to go with your instinct and trust that Namjoon would take care of you, like he said it was very crucial that you trust him.

“We don't have to rush into anything Y/n, We go at your pace and with what works for you.”

“Okay.” You barely managed the words, Everything felt different, his words, His actions.

You went through the papers once again, Namjoon had given you a free reign to ask him anything that you felt you had no clue about, and he had given you the liberty of subtracting anything that you felt was out of your limit to which you were very thankful for.

The Meeting with Namjoon went successfully and you got more than you had imagined for, Signing the dotted line, You were sure you were in for a wonderful ride.

“Settle down first, And i'll see you next week. We will go through little details and explore what you like and what you don't. And then we can take it from there.” You nodded and Namjoon gave you a quick peck on your cheek and saw you off to your car.

Moving in Namjoons apartment was literally a dream come true. You were used to lavish life-sized homes but his penthouse in the Seoul Forest Trivage beat everyone of the places you've lived so far single handedly.

One week was enough for you to explore the new place you called home, Getting comfortable in there was easy, You lazed around the house for a few days before you went shopping for some new lingerie and a few new dresses, The day you were supposed to meet Namjoon was soon around the corner and the inner diva in you screamed to wrap yourself like a gift that he would love unwrapping

You dressed yourself in the little black dress that you had shopped for recently choosing the laciest lingerie you could find, You loved wearing lace, and you loved the way lace felt against your skin. But mostly the fun always lied in how wild the lace drove men mad with want. You didn't know what kind of things Namjoon was into, You hope to figure that out by the end of the night.

You were already covered in jitters by the time you were ready, Listening to the facts, Understanding them from another person’s perspective, Or even reading them were all quite different from how you would actually feel when it came to the actual deed. You were hoping to be comfortable in exploring these different things, like losing control, trusting another person with your safety and pleasure were totally new to you and this scared you and thrilled you at the same time.

Take control for an example, You were always in control in your life, You made sure you had full control on how things wanted to be, Be it in choosing your sugar daddies, choosing what you wanted and what was off limits, Be it whatever you had the reigns in your hands.

Though Namjoon had handed over the reins of the arrangement in your hands in one area, He was taking away the control in the other. The idea of being guided and not pursued like Namjoon said was fairly new and you would first handedly experience it tonight.

Your heartbeat fastens up at the sound of the door bell ringing, and you straighten yourself up and open the door, Namjoon leans on the doorway dressed in a blue dress shirt and black slacks and you take a few seconds to take in his appearance. How was this man so handsome?

“You look beautiful.” He quickly pecks your cheek and hugs you, You close the door and follow him into your house.

“You did good with the place.”

“Thank You. I'm glad you like it.” Namjoon places a bag on the couch and immediately your mind wanders off to the contents of it, You pour some wine for both of you and hand him his glass which he accepts with a smile, You could still feel the jitters in you, trying to make their way out with the way your hands trembled slightly.

“Baby you need to relax.” Namjoon quickly takes the glass out of your hand and keeps it on the table, And massages it lightly. His hands feel the same, Warm and firm and you momentarily relish the way he feels around your skin. You nod lightly and squeeze his hand lightly to assure him you were okay

You talk a little about everything, You show him around and proudly flaunt your decorating skills. You were going to call this place home for eighteen months and might as well make it according to your taste, Namjoon lightens your mood as you both speak and slowly you start getting comfortable, The jitters making an exit.

You move to the bedroom and Namjoon pulls you a little closer to him, He puts his head on your shoulder and you gasp when his hold tightening on your waist, He pulls you to the mirror giving you a clear picture of what he was doing, Your eyes stay glued to his through the mirror and Namjoon slowly traces light circles on your arm, and your breath hitches i your throat.

“Y/n i want you to understand that what we are going to have is something that is going to be safe, Consensual, and sane.” You immediately felt the shift in the energy as soon as Namjoon started explaining, There was a different undertone to his voice and that screamed command.

“Two things you will never address me with my name when we are in here, And second we need to have a safe word, Something that you will say when you want whatever is happening to stop immediately” You nodded and Namjoon turned you around, Away from facing the mirror.

“Yes Sir.” He smirked at your addressal of him.

“Good Girl. I expect you to follow my directions everytime, If you dont you get punished. Now tell me what should our safe word be?”

“Cherries.”

“Okay.” Namjoon asked you to sit on the bed, and while he went out to fetch something. You patiently waited for him to arrive and in a few moments he arrived with a silk blindfold. You widen your eyes at the blindfold, It looked majestic in shiny black colour, You had never tried a blindfold, So it made excitement run down your spine at how it would feel.

“Remember I said something about giving up control? Lets try giving up control on one of your senses. Strip and go sit on the bed.” You obeyed his instruction and stripped off your dress, Namjoons eyes turned dark when he saw the sexy lace lingerie on you, And your inner self danced a happy dance to see the effect on him.

You took your seat on the bed and Namjoon stepped in front of you to tie the blindfold, He tied it tightly on your eyes and suddenly you could hyper actively feel everything a little more.

“When we lose one of our senses, The others become hyperactive. Now go lay down” You nodded meekly, Shifted a little behind and laid down as said. You were trying to concentrate on the direction of the voice, Which still felt far away. You feel Namjoon nudge your thighs apart and settle between them. You felt his bare hot skin on you and goosebumps scattered on your skin immediately. You never wanted to see someone so bad, But you put the desire on the back seat for now.

“Tell me how it feels.” His voice and hot breath against your ears ignited a spark between your legs and you could feel wetness begin pooling. Before you could react you felt Namjoon lick a stripe on your neck and kiss it open mouthed, A loud moan left your mouth. Your mind reeled in an endless loop as Namjoon continued his kisses on your neck, The loss of vision making it even more pleasurable.

You were a moaning mess in seconds, You felt him move up from your neck and trace your clothed nipples with two of his fingers.

“You like your nipples to be played with?” Namjoon placed light kisses on your jaw and the corner of your lips and a squeak was all you could manage to pull out. You had never felt pleasure at this level that made you want Namjoon to fuck you senseless already.

“Words baby.” Namjoons stern voice sends you little bouts of fear and pleasure in your body.

“Y-yes sir.”

Namjoon's hands slowly traced behind your back and unhooked your bra. You felt his hot breath over your nipple and you wanted nothing more than to feel his mouth on you. He gently air on your nipples and that amplified it a hundred fold in your cunt. You could feel yourself getting wet like never before. Namjoon traced a finger on your nipples which were already hard enough to cut glass and you let out a strangled moan.

Your eyes tried to fly open as soon as you felt his tongue circle your left nipple, his breath fanning the wetness that his tongue was leaving behind. Any and all thoughts flew out of your brain as soon as he started massaging your breasts lightly and the only sound that could be heard in the room of you moaning like your life depended on it and the loud sucking sounds that his goddamn skilled mouth was making. The sensation of him slightly tugging on them while massaging the other and alternating between them was enough to short circuit your brain.

The sounds that he made while he sucked on your nipples and left them with a pop began to build the pleasure inside you, he pinched your nipples a little harder and that was enough to send you over the edge. You came with a loud yell and felt namjoon leave your right nipple with a pop.

You felt the aftershocks of your orgasm ripple through your body, You had never come so fast in your life and to top it off you never had a nipple orgasm. You loved getting played with your tits, But they were not played enough to have an orgasm with just them.

You could hear Namjoons heavy breaths very clearly, You could feel his boner on your inner thigh and Man he was huge. The pleasure that he was providing you with didnt let you feel how hard he was, until your orgasm faded its after effects.

“Felt good?”

“That was heaven.”

“Good, But after today you will never cum without my permission.”

“Yes sir.” He kissed your breast lightly, but all the relief was short lived as soon as you felt his fingers tug the waistband of your panties, He growled the moment he must have seen the wet mess you were making down there, He ran his fingers over your folds, and you felt his nose touch your clit.

“I'm going to make such a good sub out of you baby.” The menace in his voice sent a delicious shiver down your spine and the blindfold only added to the intensity of it. You moaned when his finger came in contact with your clit, He flicked your clit in such a manner which made you lose your breath.

His skills with his fingers made you realise how little control you had over your body, you had no control over what he was going to do. The realisation sent you over the edge for the second time and this time it was just the clit. Nobody had taken such detail into consideration when it came to orgasming through just this.

You felt yourself floating after your second orgasm, And this time you felt namjoon move away from you, You heard a light ruffling a little away from you, and you relaxed a little for the breather. But Namjoon took you by surprise again when you felt him kneel over you.

“Come on baby, open up.” You opened your mouth slightly and he nudged the head of his cock on your tongue twice, You could feel he was thick going by the heavy head, But the moment he pushed into your mouth, You realised not only he was thick the man had a length enough to tear you apart down there.

“Tap me violently twice if it's too much or if you want me to stop.” You nodded and Namjoon started off gently, giving you time to adjust to his size. You tried relaxing your jaw and breathing through your nose and slowly you got accustomed to his thick length, But soon it seemed like it wasnt even half the length that he was pushing in your mouth. The moment he felt you relax your jaw was when he started fucking your throat without warning and that got your head spinning.

The wetness in your cunt started increasing as soon as he started going at a regular pace, Not too hard and not too fast. You felt him twitch inside your mouth, There was control on how he fucked your mouth, All you could feel him was deep in your throat. He pulled out suddenly and shifted back a little and took your hands in his and wrapped your hands around his cock, and started jerking himself off grunting and uttering curses, while he was still kneeling over you.

Without a warning you felt his warm cum shoot on your lips and your chin and little dribbling down your neck. Namjoon wiped everything in a swipe and nudged your mouth open.

“Keep your tongue out baby, I don't want you wasting a single drop.” You obediently stuck your tongue out and you felt him rub all his cum over your tongue.

“Give me just one more yeah?” You tried to make sense of what he was saying, But the way he roughly nudged your thighs apart and dove straight into your cunt shut you up effectively. You let out the loudest moan you ever had when you felt two of his fingers entering you and his tongue licking your clit at the same time. You tried to place his head but NAmjoons other hand gripped both your hands in his palm and you felt black dots already cloud your black vision as you felt your third orgasm for the night explode around his tongue and his fingers.

“Shit shit shit shit shit.” was all you could manage to utter, Your head reeled from the pleasure, body exhausted from the three most intense orgasms you ever had in your life. You felt Namjoon's hands go behind your head again and this time he opened the blindfold. You took a hot minute to adjust to the dim lights in the bedroom, slowly shirtless Namjoon came into the view, He was wearing his boxers. You definitely liked the view.

Namjoon offered you some water which you gulped down, He just rubbed your back. He left for a minute and you heard the water run in the tub in your bathroom.

“Let's get you cleaned up, yeah?” Namjoon gently lifted you up bridal style and laid you in the warm water. The water felt like heaven to your skin and soon Namjoon settled behind you and massaged your shoulders and scalp lightly. The man had an insane amount of talent with his fingers.

“You enjoyed it?”

“More than anything I have ever done. And we didnt even have sex.”

“What matters is you have fun baby, And fun isn't just limited to sex. You were blindfolded the entire time, Did you like it?”

“I think I may have a thing for blindfolds now.” Namjoon laughed a little and you felt the rumble in his chest, and you laid your head back on his shoulder.

“We are going to try a lot of different things baby, Wait for it.” You blushed at the mention of a lot of different things.

Namjoon took the utmost care as he wiped you and put you to bed, cuddling you close to him. He held you close to him, patting your head lightly and running his fingers through your hair.

As you lay in his arms, You felt something change inside you which made you want to explore this side of yourself, You wanted to experiment with the pain, your limits and pleasures. You felt a strange sense of relaxation, and content. You made up your mind to explore every little detail you could in this dom/sub/sugar daddy relationship with Namjoon.

You were right, This arrangement was indeed going to change your life.

[gaypirate420]

Beautiful Boy //Chad Charming.

Chad Charming x trans!male!reader

(you are sleeping beauty's son)

Tw: transphobia, deadnaming, disphoria, angst.

Plase reblog uwu.

You were on Cinderella's castle, you got invited to a ball, well invited is the nice way to say that your grandma forced you to attend, you hated this kind of events, the public, the time, everything was stress full.

You were a little exited about this one, because Chad is your friend and you thought that maybe you will be able to have some time with him, but no, the princes and princesses were rooting over him, they wanted to gain his attention to marry him, you looked at Chad from the distance, he was dancing with some princess, you felt jealousy, you liked him a lot.

"Are you alright, (d/n)?" Your sister Audrey asks with concern in her voice, Jane looks at you with a worried look, you look down at the dress you grandmother made you wear, discomfort visible in your eyes, you felt your chest and your hips, you didn't like this at all.

"I like the dress 'dry, but this isn't me" you said, your grandmother gets closer to you and your sister.

"Now, my girls, get closer to the prince, he isn't going to marry you if you stay here" she said coldly.

"We will, but we need to go to um, the bathroom really quick!" Jane said quickly, you granny nod and the shorter girl grabbed your arm and dragged you out of the castle.

"What's going on!?" You asked, Jane looks at you with a smile.

"I think I know how to help you" She says exited, you look at her confused, she grabs her purse and pulls out her wand.

"Woah-hold on" you stop her.

"Are you really sure you know how to use that!?" You asked her.

"Yes! Mal told me how" she says confident and takes a couple of steps back, you weren't convinced with her answer.

"Bibidi" she stars to swing her wand.

"bobidi"

"Bo!" Your clothes started to shine, you did a spin and suddenly the dress was gone, you were wearing black high waisted pants, a black vest and a white prince-like shirt, and your heels were now black boots.

"Woah you look incredible...I did that! Oh my god" Jane says exited, you touch your hair and it's finally how you wanted.

"Jane! Thank you" you hug her.

"No problem, now go and have fun!" she says exited, you got back into the castle, you decide to make an entrance, you got on the top of the stairs and saw the same guy that announced you and your sister earlier, you got closer, and he looks at you.

"And your name will be?" He asks you.

"And now prince (y/n)!" He announced, everyone looked at you, you saw Chad looking at you while you got down the stairs.

You got to the dance floor and everyone was still very concentrated on you, Chad got closer to you and grabbed your hand.

"Is the creepy staring normal?" You asked, he giggles.

"Yes" he answered with a smile, you got into the center of the ball room.

"Y-you know it's me right? I'm (y/n)" you said, he gives you a little smile, you put your hand on his waits and his on your shoulder.

"Yes I know, I could recognize your face anywhere" he says, you smiled, the music starts and you started to dance.

"You look so handsome" He says, you blush.

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You danced with him when the crowd finally joined you leave with Chad to a more private part of the castle, it was a garden with a swing.

"Oh this place is incredible" you said.

"I know right" he said, you sat on the swing and he gets behind you, he pushes you gently, when you get back, you looked at him with a smile, he sat with you.

"How do you deal with all those people? Some of them are so cold and rude but you got them laughing out loud" you said, he giggles.

"Well, I don't know I guess I'm naturally charismatic" he said in tipical Chad Charming fashion, you rolled your eyes but with a smile.

"I mean, a lot of then are parents, they want to marry their children so you have to make everyone happy, I guess" He explained.

"I thought your dad didn't like the whole arrange marriage thing" You said confused.

"He doesn't, but you can't stop other rulers to have those intensions" He said, his eyes fixated in you, should you tell him your feelings now? He meet a lot of prettier royals hours ago.

"I didn't know you were such a great dancer, I thought it was just you bragging around" you said, he laughs.

"My mom taught me how to dance, she told me that one day I will find the perfect person and when we dance it would be dreamy and all that" He said, getting closer to you, your hearth began to beat faster.

"I don't know about you, but I did felt something when we danced" He said, his voice getting lower.

"Not only there, I've felt like I'm not longer in reality since I met you" he said, you sigh and lean over to a kiss, you broke the kiss and you looked at him.

"Do you love me?" You asked.

"I do" He said without hesitation.

"What am I going to do?" You put your hands on your face, suddenly you were dragged into reality, you danced Infront of everyone with a suit and you got announced and everything.

"About what?" Chad asked with curiosity and worry.

"My family, they will hate me, and the kingdom oh God I'm so stupid" you said.

"I can help you with that, If your family doesn't accept you, my mom would be very glad to get you a room on the castle" he said, you looked at him.

"Yeah, I tell her about you, she loves you" he said, you smiled and gave him a another kiss.

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Long story short, you got insulted, screamed and you are no longer part of the royal family.

You grabbed your phone and you called Chad.

"How did it go?" He asked, you sobbed and he immediately understood.

"I'm going to tell my mom that you are coming in..?" He paused.

"Probably today, they are looking at me with hate, at least Audrey is nice, but my mother God, I've never saw her made that kind of expression" You said, you calm down a little, at least now you got Audrey, and your friends at Auradon, and now Chad and good ol' Cindy seem to be at your side.

You packed your bags, hours later you got out fo your mother's castle, you haven't got out of your room after you came out so nobody wanted to pay attention to you, you walked a little on the sidewalk it was night already, then you saw Chad's car got closer, he rolled down the window.

"I was waiting for a golden carriage" you said with a fake fancy accent, he giggle and got out, he open the trunk and helped you with your bags, you got into the car and Chad looks at you.

"Are you ready for a new beginning?" He asks looking at you.

"Yes" you answered confident.

You got into the castle and Cinderella and King Kit was waiting for you, the queen greet you with a sincere smile.

"I hope that you feel comfortable here, my boy" She said grabbing your hand, you felt warm, she was so nice and caring.

"You know, Chadwick has told us a lot about you, you seem like a nice boy, I hope your experience here is above your expectations" King Kit told you while he shaked your hand.

You were walking through the hall with Chad, coincidentally your rooms is right infront of his.

"So Chadwick ", you said, Chad groaned, you giggle.

"It's a cute name" you said, He smiles and opened the door of your room, you looked inside.

"Woah this is big" you said, Chad put your bags on the bed and he hugged you from the back.

"I love you" He said, you smiled and turned around, your hands on his shoulders.

"I love you too"

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Y/N: holaaaa, hope you like it, it's short but I've been a little blocked sorry.

[flower-slut004]

malia tate x reader where reader met malia when she was a coyote and just talked to her about her day since she was a kid && when malia turns back the only thing on her mind is reader

(I don’t understand if you meant she’s been talking to Malia since she was a kid or she talked about her childhood)

It’s You

"Do you know Yn Ln?" Malia asked the pack as soon as lunch started. "Yn Ln?" Lydia repeated with raised eyebrows.

Malia eagerly shook her head in hopes of someone knowing something. Lydia shook her head sadly "Sorry, no clue.."

Malia pouted as she looked around for the rest of the pack for answers. Everyone shook their head as Malia rested her chin on her hands.

"Why?" Stiles asked as he bite into his sandwich. "When I was in coyote form, she would come and talk to me. Ever since we were kids. She stopped talking to me a month before you guys found me"

“What makes you think she goes here?” Scott asks as he took a sip from his water. “She would have a beacon hills gym bag with her” she mumbles sadly.

Scott purses his lips as smells the sadness radiating off of the coyote. “Tell you what…. you said she has a gym bag right? which means she plays a sport here…”

Malia nodded happily as she waited for him to continue “We’ll split up during the games to find her. Cover more ground, or we can ask Coach for roasters….”

Stiles squinted his eyes “Wouldn’t you be able to track down her scent though?” Malia snarled “I tried that but no luck….”.

Stiles raised his hand up in defense as Lydia smacked him. “Jesus I was just helping”

Malia blew a raspberry in annoyance as she continued to stab her burger.

Malia huffed in annoyance as she left the girls soccer team and not able to find Yn. Climbing into Stiles jeep, she gave a sad shake of her head.

“I’m sorry Mal….” he whispers as he lays a hand on her shoulder for comfort.

“It’s getting useless.,. maybe she moved” she huffs as she watched Stiles drive out of the parking lot.

Malia watched as others got in their cars and got out for the next game.

Malia saw a glimpse of (y/c/h) and felt her heart drop as her claws came out.

“Stop the car” she yelled causing the car to screech. Without giving it another minute, Malia hopped out of the car and ran towards Yn.

Hearing the rushed footsteps, Yn snapped around and tilted her head in confusion at the sight of Malia.

“It’s you… I’ve been looking for you Yn….” Malia smiled happily. Yn raised her eyebrows in confusion as she gave a scared smile.

“Um…. do I know you?” she laughed nervously. Malia felt stupid. Damn it, you scared it. she thought.

“Sorry about her, She’s a big fan of how you play soccer. Everytime we come to a game she’s like “i know we’re going to win because Yn is playing” “ Stiles smiles as he walks up from behind Malia.

Yn gave a sweet smile to Malia and blushed “Oh thanks……?”

“Malia…. my name is Malia”

“Thanks Malia” Yn smiles as she slowly walks away from the werecoyote.

[incomprehensiblelentils]

Bering and Wells Reunion Panel Transcription (4/17/2021)

This is from the ClexaCon Virtual panel with Joanne Kelly and Jaime Murray, with Dana Piccoli as moderator and Mark as ASL interpreter. I spent around six hours on this and there were really only a couple of brief bits I couldn’t make out - I tried to make this as thorough as possible even though the audio quality was iffy at points and there was a lot of overlapping talking. I also included all of the ums and uhs in the interest of thoroughness so sorry if that gets annoying. Let me know if I’ve gotten any screen names wrong.

Content notes: brief discussion of on-set injury, allusions to homophobia from higher-ups, discussions of hostile workplace experiences due to gender, brief discussion of the ovarian cancer subplot, Jo misgenders Mark once and then corrects herself.

Dana: And I think we are live! Hey everyone, welcome, welcome, this is day 2 of ClexaCon Virtual. So glad to be here with you for our Warehouse 13 Bering and Wells panel. What a great video! I believe that was Mal that made that. Fantastic work! [They showed a fanvid prior to the panel on the stream.] Uh, I want to take a second to introduce Mark, our ASL interpreter. Thank you so much for being here, Mark. Well, I know that the Bering and Wells fandom is still going strong and, um, I’m so excited to be able to present this panel to you today, so without further ado, let’s get started. It’s been seven years since we last embarked on the wonderfully quirky world of Warehouse 13 and we’re thrilled to have not one, but two of the show’s stars here with us, Bering and Wells in the flesh, please welcome Joanne and Jaime!

Jo: [laughs] Hi!

Jaime: Hi guys!

Dana: Hi!

Jaime: Oh my goodness, I was tearing up watching that, that was just...

Dana: It’s so good, right?

Jaime: And Mal made it, of course, I mean just, the fandom is so amazing, that we have a fan who made that amazing movie, and I’m sitting here... were you tearing up, Jo?

Jo: Yeah... [laughs]

Dana: She’s like, I can’t talk right now!

Jaime: Aww.

Jo: Yeah, it’s, you know, it’s like, it’s like a, a wormhole, it’s like going in a wormhole, really, to see that put together in that way, and just, that somebody did that is, um, crazy, wonderful.

Jaime: Yeah.

Dana: When, when we are in person in, uh, in, in Las Vegas, I’m often backstage with the actors as they see these videos maybe f- for the first time, and your reaction is the reaction that everyone has. They all get teary, they all just like hold onto each other, it’s, it’s really sweet and wonderful.

Jaime: Oh my gosh, I, I wish I could go back in time and like, we film more of it and, and enjoy it more, because sometimes when you’re in it, you’re just going so fast and, you know, you don't even realize the meaning of, of, of what you’ve created until you see it through the eyes of the fans and what it meant to them, and then I, I wish I could lean into it more. [laughs]

Dana: Well, we’re certainly gonna get into that. [laughs]

Jaime: [laughs]

Dana: Alright, well, let’s kick things off! Uh, as of a we- a week ago, I was prepping to interview Jaime, and then suddenly the heavens opened up, and what was one became two. [they laugh] Joanne joined the party! How did this crazy kismet even happen?

Jo: I’m trying this new thing where I say yes. [laughs]

Jaime: [laughs] Well done!

Jo: Thanks. [laughs] Um, it’s a new thing I’m trying. Um, Jaime texted me and she’s like, I'm doing this thing, we had talked about it, I think the last panel we did at Dragon*Con maybe?

Jaime: Yeah.

Dana: 2018.

Jo: And she had told me about ClexaCon and I was like, that, because I really enjoyed that panel that we did, it felt, you know, I think one of the reasons, and I think that the work between us is, and I look at it now and I’m so touched because I, and I also just think the world of Jaime as an actor, I think she’s brilliant and her choices are so clean and-

Jaime: Ditto.

Jo: -full heart forward, like I, I’ve always been a fan of what she bought, and just personally on set I was in a, it was a very male environment, and Jaime came and I was like, oh my god, like, someone to talk to, someone who cared, and she took care of me, like she really - so I just, I don’t know, when she reached out I was like, of course, yes, yes.

Dana: Like it’s in two days, sure! Let’s, let’s go!

Jaime: We missed each other as well. It was also an opportunity to hang out, like, we missed each other!

Jo: Yeah.

Jaime: We had this flurry of texts of like, checking in with each other, and what-

Jo: What have you been watching? what are you doing?

Jaime: Yeah.

Jo: Where are you?

Jaime: Yeah, so.

Dana: Oh, that’s amazing! So you’ve maintained this really wonderful friendship since, since the end of the show.

Jo: Yeah, I mean, actors are nomads and we’re very sort of, I feel, Jaime, I don’t know if you feel the same way, but it’s like those friends that you have that you don’t see forever, but when you see them you fall back into a rhythm automatically, there’s never, it doesn’t feel push or pulled, it’s just, it’s just nice.

Jaime: I, I think also for us, um, I think there’s a sisterhood as well, you know, I think that, you know, Jo just touched on it. You know, often in a cast there’s, um, it’s changing and it’s evolving all the time, and this was seven years ago, and it was seven years before that, it started, so like fourteen years ago-

Jo: Oh my god. [laughs]

Jaime: But there’s, ninety nine point five percent of the people behind the camera are men, the majority of the parts are often men, or it’s, it’s male and women, but the men have the more heroic bits and the funnier lines and you’re kind of struggling with that and you’re glad to be working so you’re kind of making good and making it okay, but you’re kind of like, you know, getting feels, and, you know, as, as Joanne said, it, you know, you’re laughing at dick jokes when you don’t find them particularly funny- [all laugh]

Jo: Like wow! Oh! [sarcastic thumbs up]

Jaime: And so when I came in, I saw Jo - I had been on shows, like I was on a show called Hustle, I was the only girl in the cast, and then everybody, uh, behind the camera was, um, all men. Um, on Warehouse we had one female writer on some episodes, um, we never had a fe- uh, um, a female director on anything or a producer-

Jo: No we had, we had Tawn- [presumably about to mention Tawnia McKiernan] we had two fem- we had a few, but we were-

Jaime: No- no- not on my, not on my episodes.

Jo: Oh, on yours.

Jaime: But it was just like, I came in and I saw Jo and I understood, and I knew what her experience was, and so there was this kind of kinhood, this sisterhood, and I think it, it’s not a male-female thing, but it’s, it’s a minority and majority thing. When you’re in a minority and the majority is doing something, you either have to get down with the program and go with that flow, or you get kind of fe- you feel like you’re difficult or annoying to everybody. And I kind of came in and I just was like, oh like, I get it, it’s hard, and I’m gonna give this woman, like, my, my energy and my love and, so it was-

Dana: So you were like I- you looked at Joanne and you were like, that is someone I can smash the patriarchy with!

Jaime: [laughs] Yes.

Dana: Let’s do it!

Jo: No, I read a lot of books [laughs] when we weren’t filming. I would like get on my chair and just be like this. [mimes holding book in front of face]

Jaime: Yes!

Jo: [laughs] Like I’m doing this now, I’ll see you guys when we’re rolling again, you know, it was really- and, but also, you know, it’s so, and it is changing, it’s changing and evolving in a really, um, at a wonderful rate, but also I would get so excited to be in a scene with another woman that wasn’t about a man, you know, or that we weren’t- uh, it was just so nice to have girl-girl scenes. That never happens, it hardly ever happens. Like, the majority of scenes that you do are about love or acrimony with men, um, and it’s so nice to have a relationship with a woman that’s, um, sort of reflective of how relationships with women actually are. Um, I’ve been, I shifted into writing because of frustration with just not reading stories that I felt were reflective of our, my experience as a woman, you know, that sort of, um, and I think that Bering and Wells sort of in, I mean, that’s when that ship turned for me, as well.

Dana: Well ho- hold that thought, we are, we are going there!

Jaime: And, and also because it wasn’t, it actually wasn’t written. Um, there was, in a way we were able to steer that ship, and then we’d already kind of given a road map for the way this energy was, so it wasn’t written in the conventional way. Like, even like, when a, when a, when a, when a woman will have a love interest it’s, it’s often written by men and it’s o- often in a conventional kind of way, whereas our relationship, at a time before people were even kind of, uh, exploring this that much, um, now, now much more, thank god, it’s more, more inclusive. But it was more kind of, um, uh, complicated than, than maybe would’ve been written about, so it was given more nuance, yeah.

Jo: You mean like, do you mean like actual relationships? [laughs]

Jaime: You what? Say that again?

Jo: Like actual relationships! [laughs]

Jaime: Yeah, yeah, yeah. [laughs]

Jo: You know, that don’t come in and you have a “where they start and where they finish,” like that we, oh, we know where they’re gonna end up so we’ll just gonna-

Dana: Right, right.

Jo: -move them around like chess pieces. It was actually an energy that Jaime and I created, and the story sort of evolved from that energy as - it was inside out as opposed to outside in, which I think made it a real relationship.

Dana: Well, so my friend Dorthy Snarker, she once said that HG and Myka’s storyline has been main text pretending to be subtext, which feels really apt to me.

Jaime: Yeah!

Dana: So at what point-

Jo: Very smart.

Dana: What point in the show did it really click with the two of you that this connection that HG and Myka shared was something much deeper?

Jo: Jaime just had, Jaime, you just explained this very coolly in, in, um-

Jaime: One of our chats.

Jo: Yeah, yeah. Why don’t you speak to this, why don’t you take this?

Jaime: Well, well, first of all like I said, there was like kind of this sisterhood when I came in and, um, Jo, uh, Jo wasn’t like, like it wasn’t like I came in and she was like hey let’s be friends. I came in and she was behind a book, and she wasn’t particularly accessible, and she wasn’t, like, she was a bit grumpy, you know. And so I was like, my personality type is like, how do I crack this nut? [laughs] How do I make this woman love me? [laughs] This is the most unaccessible woman-

Dana: That explai- Jaime that explains a lot! [laughs]

Jaime: This is the most unaccessible women on the set, the mo- the most unaccessible human to me. How do I make her fall in love with me? So it’s like partly my narcissism-

Jo: [laughs] Jaime Murray in a nutshell, everyone!

Jaime: -and my ego, um, so I was kind of winning her over off set, and then, you know, as she was opening up to me and, you know, she was kind of telling me about some of the challenges she was coming up against, I was like, yeah, that’s, that’s not fair, and yeah, I completely get that, you know. So we were kind of like having that kind of journey, I’m like, like, I’m like, oh no, you’re not crazy, everyone else is crazy! Like, let’s smash the patriarchy!

Jo: [laughs]

Jaime: And then, and then unfortunately, um, Jo hurt herself really badly doing a stunt, and, um, you know, there’s no time to hurt yourself on a film set, and there’s no time to take time and, and kind of heal your back or anything like that. So she was taking some pretty strong painkillers and she was working through it, and I had spinal surgery, I, I know what back pain is like, it’s, it’s the worst. I mean, it’s literally everything, you know, you feel like an old person. And so I was, um, taking care of her as best as I could, and we had the scene, and it was the scene in the street where, I, I think it's the first scene that, where I get the grappler out-

Dana: Oh, the grappler.

Jaime: And I shoot it into the air and I put my arm around her and we shoot up-

Dana: We’re very familiar with this scene. [laughs]

Jo: [doing grappler motion] [laughs]

Jaime: Yeah, so, so it’s like, it had like, physicality, and also it was a really, um, we always laugh that Toronto has about five seasons in one day, so you’ll like start shooting the scene and then suddenly there’s a, like a snowstorm! Bright sunshine!

Jo: Then it’s sunny! Then rain!

Jaime: Torrential rain, wind - and it was one of those, and we had to move to a new location, we were really behind in the day, and she had this one pice of hair that kept on like blowing in her face-

Dana: Oh, I know where this is going, Jaime. [laughs]

Jaime: And she was, the thing was, she was like, also these painkillers-

Jo: I was like, I can’t even see with the hair, I was like, I was hopped up on so many painkillers...

Jaime: Yeah, she was hopped up, she was like, I can’t even get my hair out of the way!

Jo: I think I actually called that day, it was the only time where I was like, guys I can’t work anymore, like, I literally, the doctor was like, you need to rest and I’m like I can’t. And the first AD came over to me and he was like, you’re gonna have to say stop, because nobody is gonna stop the filming, and I didn't wanna do that because you don't want to be the person that, that loses the day.

Jaime: That’s part of it, isn’t it? You’re, you can’t be, you can’t have any vulnerability or be a woman in any way, any shape or form on a film set. [laughs]

Jo: Yeah.

Jaime: So I knew in the morning, and so I’d been like trying to take care of her and had, had like this experience of having spinal surgery, so I was like caretaking as much, as best as I could. I’m a Cancerian as well, so it’s in my nature.

Dana: Sure.

Jaime: And, um, and we‘re in this scene and we’d had to kind of cut so many times, and this hair just kind of-

Jo: [laughs]

Jaime: -came over her face like this, and I just lent forward and on my line I just moved the hair out of her, um, face and put it back, and there was this, this look of genuine-

Jo: [laughs]

Jaime: -surprise and shock in her face because we hadn’t rehearsed it and, and, and you know, we rehearse everything, and then, and then Joanne, what did you say that you-

Jo: I said I had this feeling, you know, when she did that I was like, oooh, um, what’s happening? [laughs]

Dana: [laughs]

Jaime: What are these feelings I’m having?

Jo: I did not expect all these feelings.

Jaime: Someone is being nice to me in this hostile world!

Jo: I was like this is so, it was like, pink light came up and there was glitter all of a sudden, and a unicorn in the back and, um-

Dana: Yep.

Jaime: They were really good drugs, you can’t, they’re illegal now, you can’t get them now cause they’re illegal now, but-

Jo: [laughs] No, no! But that point I’d say that the storyline really developed from inside out, you know outside, it was actually something, she did something that made me respond in a certain way, and as an actor you have those openings and you can choose to go, you either close them, like if, if I don’t like an actor [laughs] and someone does something, I might go like, no, I don’t wanna gonna go with that- [laughs]

Jaime: Yeah.

Jo: -and change the track, but because I love Jaime and, and that happened, I sort of just was like I’m gonna go with this energy and see where it leads. And so it was a very organic, and it took me completely, and I had not expected it, it took me completely- but I liked it, so I started, then that...

Dana: So you are the reason, you two are the captains of the Bering and Wells ship. You made that happen!

Jaime: Yeah.

Jo: Yeah.

Jaime: But also I felt like HG, you know, she came from an era when the suffragette movement was, um, happening, and she was active in that, however, she had to write under her brother’s name, um-

Dana: Yeah.

Jaime: And as a woman, you know, she couldn’t be even open about her brilliance and she had to let her dimwitted brother take credit for it, and then she was frozen. So she was an activist before her time and suddenly she’s waking up in a world where there’s this dynamic woman, gun-toating woman kind of using her wits and brainpower and like, god bless Pete [laughs] but he was a little bit, like, she was the brains and the brilliance, and often he would be kind of like, you know, taking the credit for it or like having the girls flirt with him, and I just felt like if I grow up, if I woke up from, you know, a dream of, of being a suffragette and I woke up and I saw Myka, surely I would be more fascinated-

Jo: [laughs]

Jaime: -by this woman who is everything that I had ever wished to be, so I started playing off this fascina- I was fascinated by her. Pete was just as stupid as my brother. [laughs]

Jo: And I do have to say, I do have to give the showrunner Jack Kenny credit here too, because Jack really let us run with it and started to lean into it, and the writers were all very accepting, so it was, and, and Jack particularly, you know, we had a lot, we had our creative differences, but he was really generous in this storyline with us, like I think, he gave us a lot of rope to play with-

Jaime: Yeah.

Jo: And it was interesting rope, because they never-

Dana: It was attached to a grappling hook is what it was!

Jo: Yeah, and they never, like what i really loved about it is the never like put it on the nose it was always very elliptical, we always had room to breathe, um-

Jaime: Well partly I don’t, I think that it was, it was, it’s funny to talk about it now because it doesn't seem that long a- long ago, but it-

Jo: But it was so long ago...

Jaime: -it was unusual-

Jo: For that.

Jaime: -for the genre and for the audience that we were going for to, to actually go there, um,

Dana: Yeah. Seven years ago, you’re absolutely right. Things have changed tremendously, and especially in the last five years.

Jo: Yeah, yeah.

Jaime: And, but I think that Jack and Drew, they were kind of excited about what we were doing, but actually, you know, we weren't sure what the network would say or what the advertisers might think, and so, um, you know, I’m really proud of the work that we were able to, to say-

Jo: Yeah.

Jaime: You know, being the first in some ways.

Jo: It’s interesting, you know, like Jaime texted me, she sent me this video and I was looking at it and I was just so proud-

Jaime: I sent you Mal’s video, I sent you one of Mal’s other videos.

Jo: She’s wonderful, so like shoutout to her!

Jaime: Yeah

Jo: That’s, yeah, it was gorgeous, and I was really proud of the work, you know, after, it’s, you create these things in a bubble and, I haven’t se- I haven’t seen Warehouse, I never watched it. [laughs] so I’m always very surprised to see these videos, it feels like I’m cracking open-

Jaime: And I want to say as well, you know, when we say we haven’t down and watched all the shows, or you know, in some peoples’ cases, many of the shows, you know, it’s, it’s not because we don’t love the show and we don't love the work that everyone else has done, done, it’s actually a lot of actors don't watch, um, their own work. It’s, if, if you’ve ever heard your own voice on an answer phone or something and you're like, who’s that? Oh my god, that’s me!

Dana: [laughs]

Jaime: Like, so when you see yourself on TV or screen it’s like that on crack, it’s absolutely terrifying, and, and you’re like oh my god, like behind a pillow, like-

Jo: Filled with self loathing and despair. [laughs]

Jaime: Yes.

Dana: That’s okay.

Jaime: Which is a work in progress, I’m trying to deal with that now.

Dana: Well, when, at what point did you realize that queer people were actually starting to flock to the show to support this direction with these characters?

Jaime: We, we didn't know, we didn’t know-

Dana: No?

Jaime: Well, we, um, I, um, Jo’s not on social media so I don’t know when she knew, other than maybe when I told her. I saw replies on twitter-

Jo: Comic Con.

Dana: Somebody didn’t like hire a plane and like, around the area with like, a Bering and Wells forever…?

Jo: I, I remember, I remember going to Comic Con, for me because that’s’ when I had the fan interaction, um, because I wasn’t on Twitter-

Jaime: Yeah, there were fans that told us.

Jo: And, and, uh, a lot of the women, I remember being asked some very specific questions during panels, and, you know, there's a lot of guys who like to talk at those panel so I didn’t get to talk a lot but I made it quite, I, I made it quite clear about how important that storyline was to me and it, it, I realized very quickly that it was important to a lot more women than me. I didn’t really realize, too, that storytelling wasn’t represented in that way, at that point, you know. I didn’t feel that. I didn’t feel like that was a groundbreaking choice, to choose to be attracted to a woman in a scene to me is life, it’s how I live my life, I, I’m you know, I don’t have those, I’m not in a box [laughs] and it so when I realized, it was a eye-opening moment. I’m like, I’m like, wait, wait, this is, this is something new that’s not being done?

Dana: You guys were kind of on, you were like right here [miming going up a hill or mountain] and then shortly after Warehouse, it started going like [woosh noise of going down the other side of the hill] and this wave of representation started happening.

Jaime: Well, ev- even in Warehouse, there was an openly gay character in, in Warehouse.

Dana: Right, yes!

Jo: Yeah, yeah, there was Aaron.

Jaime: But it’s been, it’s been incredibly, um, powerful for, for, for, for me, um, you know, I I, think that a lot of people, some people are like oh my god, you know, I wish I could go back to my childhood or my teenage years, I, you could not pay me anything for, I would not go back to my teenage years for love or money. It was, it was a incredibly painful time for me, um, and not a particularly happy time for me, and, um, you know, just awkwardness, you know, all the stuff that, you know, all the stuff people feel in their teens, all the bad stuff I felt in my teens, so when I’ve spoken to people at conventions, um, and they've’ spoken to me about, um, Warehouse having, and our relationship in Warehouse having a positive effect for them in their teen, in their painful teenage years, it’s, it, it, it can bring me to tears, because i- if I could have imagined having kind of that, some kind of impact when I’d been a teenager maybe I wouldn't have been so miserable, but, um, I’m really humbled by it. it’s really lovely.

Dana: Yeah, you, you most certainly have had a tremendous impact on a lot of peoples’ lives and I’m so glad that you are able to take that and keep it in your heart.

Jaime: Yeah.

Dana: Speaking of this kind of sea change of the last few years, do you think that if Warehouse had been airing now that things might have ended differently? Do you think that maybe that subtext really would have been pulled much more into main text?

Jaime: You’d know better, Jo.

Jo: I...don’t know the answer to that question, um, perhaps, actually, absolutely! It’s twenty twenty-

Jaime: If we were writing it, maybe.

Jo: I mean, that’s what I’m trying to do. [laughs] Um, yeah, I think so. Maybe we would have been able to lean more into that storyline, um-

Jaime: Maybe we would’ve had a, be a stronger voice in shaping the narrative there.

Jo: It, yeah, I mean, Jack was, Jack was great about it, but it, it was a different, it was a different era. I think now is, is really a beautiful time for storytelling in the sense that it is really becoming so much more inclusive and we have representation, which, I mean, seeing ourselves represented in stories is how we understand ourselves in the world, and that’s, it’s so important, you know, it’s so important where we’re going, um, and I wish there could have been more of that in Warehouse, but I’m glad there was what there was.

Dana: Yeah.

Jaime: I, I, I also think that, um, you know, it’s changed so much in just such a short space of time, but particularly in the last couple of years, like, women were always, um, portrayed like, like, women always had to be perfect and kind of cute, and, you know, there had to be kind of something attractive or charming about them at all times, you know, and so we always had to put a bow on a woman to make her acceptable. And one of the things that I’m really loving is, you know, that women can be flawed and they can still, you can still love them and, you know, one of the things that always stun- stunned me is that I’ve been so welcomed into a community of kind, inclusive, um, you know, powerful activist, um, women, uh, um, and I’m like, why do these amazing women even like my characters when I’ve played such, um, a bad character, and it’s like-

Dana: But, but we love that! Queer women love a villain!

Jaime: Well, it’s like, flawed characters, and it’s like, and then recently I watched this show called, um, I hate Suzie Pickles [actual title of show: I Hate Suzie], um, there’s a show called, um, uh, I May Destroy You. They’re British shows, actually, both are.

Dana: Oh, yeah, it’s so good.

Jaime: And they, these are complex, um, women who make bad choices, and they self sabotage and they do things that are kind of frowned upon in society, and yet I love them, these women, and it’s like, if I can love these women for all their flaws, then maybe I'm okay too. And I think that we, we have to allow women to be flawed and lovable instead of just being cute little heroines that kind of support men at all times. I mean, it’s changed so much, that’s kind of, like the old, the old order of what it used to be, like, but yeah, it’s exciting.

Dana: That happe- That was what was written in my yearbook! Just, Dana Piccoli, flawed but lovable.

Jaime: Ah! [laughs]

Dana: So I totally, I totally can appreciate that.

Jaime: Was it that? Was it- that would be the best!

Dana: [laughs] I love that.

Jaime: Flawed and lovable, not but.

Dana: Oh yeah, yes, flawed and lovable, sorry, sorry. That’s, that’s what, that’s where I went wrong in the yearbook.

Jaime: Exactly.

Dana: Uh, J- Jaime. A lot has been made of this, the apples scene.

Jaime: Yes.

Dana: Do you think I smell apples is basically saying “I love you”? Were you, what do you think that Helena was trying to express at that time?

Jaime: I, I, I think that it was, um, a sense of, uh, acceptance, and, um, and, and, and, and, and love, I mean, uh, because Helena had always been such a, kind of a troubled character in so many ways and she had kind of, um, these struggles and this darkness and these mental health issues and I think that “I smell apples” was a, a, a wa- wa- was, she, she’d kind of come to the light, you know, she, she had, had kind of accepted herself, and it was such an altruistic act of love, she was sacrificing herself in order to save the others, that it was true love, like she’d overcome the darkness. So it was, uh, I, I, I, I, love that, uh, moment, yeah, that kind of-

Jo: I know we wanted, uh, one of the most beautiful definitions of love onscreen is recognition of your soul in someone else.

Dana: Mhmm.

Jo: That’s really what happens, and I thought that when Jaime did that, there was a very beautiful, I mean it’s sort of like Romeo and Juliet. You see this moment of, and we talked about it earlier, that energy, that to me is that. what that is-

Jaime: Yes.

Jo: -the scene is, “I smell apples.” It’s these two people who see each other in each other and are profoundly connected, whether, in whatever way that it is, it’s just a profound connection, you know, and so often we find boxes to put these connections in, you know, as humans, we want to make sense, we want to make logic of them, you know, which is, I think, um, why storytelling suffers in the representation, because you want to define what a thing is and kind of, um, the most beautiful things about some of the most special relationships is they, they're beyond what you can say they are, they’re beyond categorization, they are, you know...

Jaime: I, I, I definitely think that, although it wasn’t written in that way, I mean, if you actually go back and look at the footage, I’m saying “I love you” to, uh, uh, HG is saying “I love you” to Myka and Myka is is let-

Jo: I only think that’s what she was saying.

Jaime: -letting, letting it land.

Dana: Confirmation, folks! Confirmation, um, everyone!

Jo: In here. [points to head]

Dana: Write it in your vows, write it now in your vows!

Jo: Dana, you’re funny! [laughs]

Dana: Thank you!

Jaime: But wh- when, when did I come back and I was like, married to, what-

Dana: You, you weren't married, you were with a gentleman, and he had a, a young child and-

Jaime: And he was a bit of a drip as well!

Jo: And the house was very suburban, that’s all I remember was, I like walked into this house and I was like-

Jaime: That was, was that, I don’t really know the chronological, um, ordering, but like, I had like a ponytail, and I had a, possibly-

Jo: You were probably like driving a minivan.

Dana: You were teaching, you were teaching, weren’t you?

Jaime: Cause wasn’t I [indecipherable]

Jo: It’s okay, Jaime, I [indecipherable]

Dana: You were like in Phoenix or something.

Jaime: Yeah so, so what was that, after a bit I, so like “I smell apples” was the ending of my character, right? So like that, was that after a bit-

Dana: Right, and then you got rev- you were brought back-

Jaime: Right.

Dana: And then you kind of disappeared for a bit.

Jaime: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Dana: Yes. Yeah, um-

Jaime: Yeah.

Dana: The, um, the, the, uh, the fans [laughs] were, um, confused by that, were like what?

Jaime: I d- I’m confused, I’m confused! [laughs]

Jo: Not just the fans, not just the fans.

Jaime: Well, I actually, um, I, I, I really want to go back and see that scene, um, I, I feel like you came to, I don’t, I was living in like suburbia-

Dana: Mhm.

Jaime: And, and didn’t you come to-

Jo: I don't remember.

Jaime: -the house and I, I think you came to-

Jo: I remember that horrible house though, because it was like, it… [makes disgusted face]

Jaime: It was so weird and I was like hello, I’m kind of like a completely different woman!

Jo: It was like very Stepford, I like, I walked in and, I don’t know why Myka was so accepting, I would’ve taken a baseball bat to the house, gonna be like, we’re leaving!

Jaime: So, so, so, so, I, so I, Jack, so Jack, Jack-

Jo: Get out of here, you drank the Kool Aid!

Jaime: I remember Jack was there and I was like, um, uh, oh, like this, like, like this doesn't work because of this and this doesn’t work because of that, and I was having a little, kind of like a creative difference with him, and, and he left for the day, he left for the day, and I really want to go back and see that s- that, that scene, because I remember I was asking him if I could, yeah, I know it’s, it says this but could I play it like this? And I do- I remember he didn’t want me to for the storyline, but I remember he left. [laughs] So I’d love to go back and see, I, I remember think- feeling like I was quite naughty, that I actually got away with it, but, uh-

Dana: Oh, I am loving all the subversive shit that was happening behind the scenes. [laughs]

Jaime: Yeah. [laughs]

Jo: Do you remember the park bench as well? Remember that scene, it was-

Jaime: Oh, yeah, a bench.

Jo: Wasn’t that a bench?

Jaime: Oh, that was a love scene, that was a love scene.

Jo: That was a, yeah, we really went for that one. [all laugh]

Jo: Everyone was like, what? And I’m like, well, we’re doing it. Might as well!

Jaime: [laughs] And we’re in like, Toronto, and everyone behind the camera, like, they’re very blokey, and it’s not in the script, and then they're like, “oh I didn’t, they’re, they’re, oh I didn’t see that coming!” [laughs]

Jo: They were like, what are you guys doing? We’re like, we’ll figure it out! [laughing]

Jaime: Exactly! We’re just doing our own thing. [laughs]

Dana: Oh, a little, a little mutiny, a little bit! [laughs] Well we, we, we’ve ha- we’ve had such incredible conversation so far, and I have so many fan questions for you, and if we were onstage everyone would get to come up to the mic-

Jaime: Aw.

Dana: -and ask you questions, but I do have a bunch of questions that were sent in, um, so I do want to get to your fans, because your fans are so integral to keeping this like-

Jo: That’s why we’re here.

Dana: -story alive. Uh, let’s see here. Let’s kick it off. Alright, so wellsbering wants to know, what personality traits do you share with your characters?

Jaime: Well I think, I think that, um, I, uh, definitely always get cast as the baddie for whatever reason, but then I think that, um, really the quirky mess that I, I, I morphed into is basically me. [all laugh]

Jo: I like that answer, that’s great. Um, I, uh, am very A-type when it comes to certain things, and Myka very much, I’m very like, flowy, Myka wa- didn’t flow, but there are certain parts of my life where I’m not flowy around. My work is one of them, writing is another one. Um, and I’m very afraid of letting people down. I think that’s why I've been, I was te- telling a lot of the people that I was talking to today that, you know, the reason I didn’t do this a lot when the show was on, I couldn’t understa- i was like, why do people wanna meet me? They're gonna meet me and be disappointed.

Dana: Ohhhh.

Jo: Yeah.

Dana: I think everyone thinks that though, I think that’s very common.

Jo: I think tha- yeah, I think that’s the human condition, right?

Dana: Yes.

Jo: Um, but, but I think Myka and I share that sort of reserve, you know, that thing where you’re like I don’t, no, don’t get too close. I’m like a Monet, stay back. [laughs]

Jaime: And I, I think that was part of the chemistry as well, it’s like, you have that kind of like, you know, protectio- protective-

Jo: Yeah.

Jaime: -kind of like, edge. And so it’s like, if, I think that i- in a way, the gift that we had by it not being written for us is, if had been written we would’ve, the characters would’ve made each other, um, accessible to each other far too quickly. It was like the slow burn of, Myka could be quite prickly, and my character was completely messed up so it was kind of like, this kind of like energy between them where they were kind of like, you know, like working each other out, feeling each other out-

Jo: Is there? Is there an energy there?

Jaime: And then the laughs were well earned, and the smiles, and the deciding to work together was well earned. There was a, a lot of suspicion around each other, and when they opened up or they kind of let their guard down, it was hard earned, and and it was like, you know, something you would wanna rejoice at.

Jo: Yeah, aw, I love that.

Dana: Um, okay, so this is from mayberrycosplay, uh, you may remember mayberrycosplay, I believe one of them dressed as HG at a con, uh-

Jaime: Oh!

Dana: -but they wondered-

Jaime: I’ve seen a few HGs.

Dana: You’ve seen a few HGs.

Jaime: [laughs]

Dana: This is for Jo about, uh, Myka’s experience with ovarian cancer and, uh, like, how the awareness of this silent killer of women, like how that storyline, what that storyline meant to you and how it felt to portray that?

Jo: I was really nervous about that storyline, you know, anything that has affected people and their families and, and it’s always, I, you know, difficult territory to walk as an actor, especially in a show like Warehouse where there's so much happening on such a grand level that I’m like, are they going to pay attention to this? Are they going to really honor a storyline like this? was my concern, you know, like very often things like that are added like, uh, it’s like putting a robot arm on a story, and you're like oh, and by the way, there’s ovarian cancer! And so I was really, you know, concerned about showing up for that and, and, and and serving it in a way that people understood and, and could identify with that, you know, it’s such a catharsis, that’s what I think it’s supposed to be. Um, so it was, uh, I, the fans told me I pulled it off, that’s the only way that I know.

Dana: Well it meant a tremendous amount to, to mayberrycosplay and so that’s why they, they sent that in because it, it really affected them because of their own personal-

Jo: Yeah.

Dana: -you know, family journeys and such.

Jo: Well I’m so, so, thank you, I mean, I’m still wondering, you know, I worked really hard to make sure that was in there. We’ve all lost somebody to cancer, we all know what that’s like, we all know- I mean, I mean, I certainly have, to feel a lump and be like [does the Home Alone face] you know. I have two friends right now who are going through it, so I try to honor it in the best way. I- it’s one of the things that makes me want to be an actor, uh, that I think is so special about it is that you get to tell stories that people, it’s a group catharsis, you know, so I’m glad that, glad they think I, the only thing that, if they think I sh- I showed up then... [laughs] yes, good, good, good.

Dana: Um, let’s see here, cloxy813 wants to know what was your favorite, favorite scene to film together?

Jo: Probably the heaving bosoms scene. I was excited for the heaving bosoms scene, which was all like [mimes placing gun to forehead] kill me!

Jaime: [laughs]

Dana: Hashtag heaving bosoms scene.

Jo: It was so hot that day, I remember my tank top-

Jaime: So hot, oh my god, it was like-

Jo: It was like, my tank top, I would like look down and find, I was like, my boobs are out, um. [laughs] I just saw him sign, them sign, um.

Jaime: We were by that lake, I just wanted to dive in there. It was-

Jo: Yeah, yeah, yeah, but I loved, I loved, I loved doing that scene, I have to say. And, and the chess scene, I remember that.

Jaime: Oh yeah.

Jo: I remember that very well. Um, I really enjoyed my work with Jaime because I, as I said, you know, there’s not a lot of scenes that are two women just being women. It was so, it was like a breath of fresh air and so I, I wasn't, I was, uh, you know, a lot of the times Myka was there to witness Pete-

Jaime: Or, or, or to laugh, or to kind of laugh and sigh at his super funny jokes.

Jo: The funny jokes... um, so, so it was so nice to not ha- be in a scene from that point of view. So often women are are written as accessories-

Jaime: Yeah.

Jo: You know, and, and this was a storyline where I felt like she was a whole person and I could be like a whole, real person, I didn't have to be like-

Jaime: I, I, I, I, I was on a show called Hustle and there was a character on it called Danny Blue, and he had all the funny lines, and one of the refrains that I had was “oh Danny. Oh Danny,” where every time he said something cheeky or naughty or a joke I’d go “oh Danny,” and I remember just being so excited to get the job, but then after awhile like me saying “oh Danny” really wore thin, especially as off camera I feel like I was more witty! [laughs] In that space I was much more funny, but all the funny was written for him, and I was going “oh Danny.” So when I came in I really, I kind of, um, you know, I knew the frustration of playing the, kind of, you, you know-

Jo: Straight man.

Dana: The “oh Danny.”

Jo: -if you were playing, right, right, the brainiac, uptight brainiac, and Pete had all the funny lines, so obviously we were in a lot of scenes with the rest of the cast and keeping the story going, but I felt as though all the character stuff that we had as, as women came from the scenes when we were on our own, and obviously that first scene with the grappler, um, you know, was, it was kind of the first scene where I’d been playing kind of like a little, kind of kind of like sneaky little looks and curiosity and fascination with this woman-

Dana: Yeah, we noticed.

Jaime: And, but, but, I, but, it wasn’t until the grappler scene that I thought that, that i was starting to get this, kind of, this chemistry going, and then there was a scene, do you remember the scene where I didn’t know how to work a computer or open it, it was like a, I was like a monkey-

Jo: Yeah [laughs] yeah.

Jaime: I was like a, it was like, I didn’t know what this is, we were-

Dana: Well, I mean in, in f- in fairness you had been in bronze for a long time.

Jaime: -we were in like a stu- a student room, a student's room, it was-

Jo: Yeah, we were at the college, we were at U of T.

Jaime: And, and. and we’d, it was the first time we’d deci- you’d, you’d kind of begrudgingly decided that we could work together, and HG was kind of a little thrilled, and you were a bit begrudging and-

Jo: Yeah.

Jaime: There was all, we, we still had to, ‘cause like, in sci-fi there’s a lot of storyline and exposition and kind of fantastical stuff, which is super fun, but actually as actors you really get excited about the character stuff and there was always just this great character stuff whenever we were on our own with a scene-

Jo: Yeah.

Jaime: -um, because we didn’t have to worry so much about servicing all the other characters, we just serviced each other.

Dana: Well, you know, there are only two kinds of queer women. It is thrilling or begrudging, it’s one or the other. [all laugh]

Dana: They fit perfectly in there.

Jaime: I mean maybe that’s why it resonated so well, and maybe it was the reason it was so great, that it wasn’t written, because you had these two kind of like, kind of sli- slightly spiky kind of like flawed women, kind of like o- one, you know, one not particularly into the other at all, you know, so-

Jo: It was interesting, I still remember, I still remember receiving that energy and receiving that stuff and realizing, sort of plotting, cause I’m like, how long would it take Myka to figure this out?

Jaime: [laughs]

Jo: Seriously, I was like, cause, Joanne is not her,, I’m, you know, I’m wasn’t in the box that she, I always thought, Jack’s like, you’re exactly like that character, I’m nothing, I’m not- [laughs] I mean there’s a part of me that’s uptight but there's a part of me that’s most definitely not, so I was like how, and I really wanted to do the discovery of it within her, the like, this, the, this feeling started, and then her sort of, and M-Myka to me as a character as a whole was always somebody who was afraid, this is somebody who was always very scared of everything and presented themselves in this very [mimes acting stuffy and uptight] way because there was so much going on here [gestures to heart] and it was slow in the five seasons, I really wanted her to like, you know, relax and start laughing and not be so, and I was like, there’s a certain amount of wonder that was like-

Jaime: Endless wonder.

Jo: -ohhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhh, like you kind of see her, one of the things about that journey is you start to see her discover sort of herself and her own feeling surrounding that, which I thought was really special.

Jaime: And also you, um, you, you kind of ended up, you, you know, HG was kind of like a tricky character and she was always one step ahead, um for, that first season, but then when she started to fall apart, you were the one that kind of put her together, and then I felt like there was also this humor introduced, this lightness introduced to your character through the humor el- elements-

Jo: Yeah.

Jaime: -and the surprise, which was, um, really lovely for your character.

Jo: Yeah, I, I think for m- for me, you know, it was a decision I made like in season two that I k- she had to evolve and grow and sort of, um, I couldn’t, I was, I was, I was like, I can’t keep coming to work and putting a giant stick up my ass [laughs] like we’re doing, like I need just to like expand her and go towards her relaxing and really finding, I think for her the big thing was always finding connection, you know, this-

Dana: Sure.

Jo: -we, we see in the beginning of the show is, it’s very cut off, very isolated, very like, and I, she lost her partner, that was, when I read that script, immediately I was like, this is someone who’s so scared of losing people again that she’s never gonna let anyone else in, and that was sort of like my understanding of her. And when Jaime came on, it was such a great way to explore that, Myka opening, you know, as feelings developed, her opening, you know-

Dana: Well, that, the growth, the character journey that both of your, your characters went on, I think that is what makes the show still so enduring to fans, like why they feel so connected to it, because we do, we saw that journey, you know, both of you had your own journeys to go on and you somehow managed to cross, cross paths, and it may not have ended the way fans had wanted it to, but we still go so much out of it.

Jo: I’m so glad.

Dana: I wish it was endgame, but what can I do?

Jaime: We, we, we need a spinoff show for Jo and I, we, we need a spinoff show.

Dana: Okay, yes, the spinoff, okay! You need to talk about that because-

Jaime: Who do we need to talk to to make that happen?

Dana: I got in a lot of trouble on Twitter yesterday for not asking a spinoff question, uh, what, like, what would a spinoff look like between between HG and Myka?

Jo: I think it would be have, to be now, which we-

Dana: Yeah.

Jo: And we’d have to get her, there’s no ponytails in this story, there’s no suburbs, there’s no fucking ponytails, um, no-

Jaime: I won- I won- I wonder if, um, it could be now, but, or, I wonder if I, I had to come in for a mission and then I actually pulled you back into my time, that might be an interesting way to turn it on its head.

Dana: Ooh, Jaime Murray, there we go!

Jaime: If we both had to go back-

Dana: I love me some period.

Jaime: -into my time or you know what made me think that [she does the Jaime Murray hair flip™] what I-

Jo: [laughs]

Jaime: I saw that, I saw that ne- The Nevers-

Jo: I miss that hair flip!

Jaime: -the, the, the a- the adverts for The Nevers on HBO, and I’m like that is the HG Wells spinoff right there, and I was like super fucked that I wasn’t in that, and then I read that Joss Whedon was a consultant and I was like [inaudible] really bad, so, but, anyway I think that that’s what we should do. I, I’m also obsessed with that time period.

Jo: I mean, yeah, and also like it was real, yeah-

Jaime: It was the beginning of ps-

Jo: Yeah.

Jaime: -psychology, of like Tesla, of of like different thoughts, there was like, they were like spiritual, um, kind of scientists and atheism and there was all it this opportunity for change, which actually wasn’t taken, but it was actually, it’s super interesting right at the time, there was suffragettes-

Jo: Also a fish out of water for me would be so wacky, because I’m a fish out of water too, alright.

Dana: I’m curious if yo all saw the Saturday Night Live sketch the other, uh, last week with, uh, lesbian period drama-

Jaime: Oh!

Dana: -and how, how every lesbian, like anything that features lesbians now has to be- [laughs]

Jaime: Well have you e- have you ever-

Dana: -it’s like the Edwardian or, like the Edwardian times.

Jaime: Have you guys read Sarah Waters, do you know this?

Dana: Oh, of course!

Jaime: Like, so, and maybe that is actually what helped me get to HG Wells, but I loved those books when-

Dana: Oh, they’re so amazing.

Jaime: -I was growing up and I feel like we should make those o- we should remake one of those b- Jo, you’ve got to read those books, and then-

Jo: I’m writing it down! I’m taking notes!

Jaime: Oh, it’s amazing.

Dana: You two would be amazing in her most recent one.

Jaime: She writes these amazing Edwardian, Edwardian kind of wanton lust and then there’s like, like the vervain or whatever, that kind of drug that they used to take back then-

Jo: Opium?

Jaime: -so it’s like slightly, kind of like psychedelic, oh, it’s amazing, yeah, she’s amazing.

Dana: [laughs] Well, we unfortunately are out of time, and it’s been so much fun to talk to the two of you, and I, I love the love that you have for your characters, for your friendship, for the fans, uh, it’s, it’s so lovely to see, and thank you so much for making this work in your schedules, I know you’re both super busy doing your own projects, um, and I want to think Mark. Mark, you’re amazing, thank you so much for, for interpreting.

Jaime: Thank you, Mark!

Jo: Thank you, Mark!

Dana: Um, do you have anything you want to end with, to say to the, to the Bering lesbians out there?

Jaime: Well, first of all, I want to say that, um, if anyone sends me messages to, you know, pictures or anything that that Jo needs to see, I’ll make sure that Jo, Jo gets it, ‘cause she’s not on social media, and I’ll, I’ll share stuff with her so that she can kind of know the love from the community.

Dana: Yeah, great.

Jo: I think, um, I’m actually gonna try to put together a newsletter because I’m trying to get my shows made and I could use this community, you know, to help-

Dana: Oh, we will support you to the end! We will march off that cliff with you.

Jaime: I could help you make a Twitter account, just for our community.

Jo: I don’t wanna do Twitter, I wanna do a newsletter. [laughs] I don’t wanna, I don’t know how many characters are in it, but it’s not enough. [laughs]

Jaime: But Jo, Jo, you have to actually read some of the fanfiction. The fanfiction is epic.

Jo: I have a book that I got, somebody wrote a book-

Jaime: Unbelievable, oh my god.

Jo: -like a novel.

Jaime: They’re brilliant, these people are brilliant, like best fans ever.

Dana: There is some really incredible work out there.

Jaime: Well, do you want to-

Jo: I just wanted to say thank you to everyone, um, you know, I don’t do these very often, and just like, the outpouring of love, like just the connection, I really appreciate it, I’m so grateful, so thank you.

Jaime: Yeah, it’s such a beautiful community. I feel really proud to have been welcomed into it and, uh, very grateful.

Dana: Well, we’ll hope to see you another time, and thank you all who turned in to this panel. [Jaime blows kisses]

Jo: Thank you.

Jaime: Bye, guys.

Dana: Do you smell apples?

Jaime: Bye, Jo, I love you so much.

Jo: Do you smell apples? I love you too. [blows kiss] I’ll talk to you soon.

Jaime: Yes, I’ll see you later. Bye bye, darlings.

Jo: Bye.

[reimagine7]

Adopted by whom?

Warnings: lighty mentions of physical abuse

This was my third camp, I was really excited. Even though I knew these womens for only a year, they became like family to me, a few of them were even closer, like Mal and Rose, probably because we are closer to age, so we have a lot of fun together. Tobin and Christen are like moms for me, since the first day of camp they took me under their wings and were super protective, they were worried about my school work and if I ate well or if I drank enough water, even after camp they kept talking and asking how I am, and I talk about them so much that my moms got jealous, and said they are my team moms.

I told this to Tobin and Christen, they laughed at it and began to call me their daughter, so I started to call them mom. They wanted to meet my parents but that didn’t happen yet. Why? Because I didn’t tell them that I am adopted, or that I have two mothers, let alone that one of them is none other than Shannon MacMillan. I know I should but it is a sensitive topic for me and I'm scared that they will treat me differently after they find out about it. That’s why I haven't told anyone on the team about it yet, but I'm thinking about doing so after this camp.

“Kid!! I miss you so much” Tobin ran towards me and gave me a big hug. “Mom, we talked yesterday.” “I know, but I can't hug you on facetime.” “Okay, I miss you too.” “I don’t get a hug?” Christen asked and opened her arms for me to hug her, so I did. “Mama I miss you too.” “Hi sweetie. Excited for camp? How is school?” “The same, boring but my grades are good. And I can't wait for everyone to get here.”

“Siisss!!!” Rose and Mal scream as soon as they spot me in the looby and come running. “Rose!! Mal!! How are you guys?”. We jumped on each other and ended up in the ground on a group hug. “Hey, you weren’t as excited when you saw us. I feel betrayed.” Tobin complained pouting while watching our interaction. “Kids get up before you hurt each other.” Christen separated us and pulled us up. “Sorry mom, but I love you too.” I said to Tobin who still had a pout on her face, so I went and hugged her again.

The rest of the team were finally arriving in the lobby of the hotel, we were talking when Jill spoke up and designated our roommates for this camp, and I was with Tobin. We went up and went to our room. We had lunch soon so we chilled and talked for a bit in our room, until it was time for lunch. So here we are, everyone eating and having fun talking about everything.

On the table was Sonnett, Rose, Linds, Sam, Mal and myself. Sonnett was telling everyone a funny story about her family.

“I’m serious, we were at this party and I kept annoying this girl, who was a douchebag. I forgot about it and started to dance and have some fun, but then suddenly a boy cornered my sister and I heard the girl saying she was the girl who annoyed her and he was about to push her when the parents stepped in. Long story, but in short my sister ended up two days grounded because of that.” “You never told them the truth?” I asked her. “A few years later. They grounded me as well, that was not fun.” “I wish I could have a twin sister, so we could switch places all the time.” Rose commented. “I wish I could have a sister.” Mal complained.

“At least you have your parents all to yourself. You are the favorite.” Sam complained only to be mocked by Linds “Someone is grumpy because it’s not the favorite child.” “And you are?” “Of course.” “Alright, this is not what your brother says.” Sonnett interfered with a smirk. “But I'm for sure not the favorite, my parents don’t hide it.” “Me neither, I’m sure they love me but I have my doubts about who their favorite is. It’s probably Wilma, I don’t blame them.” Everyone laughed at Rose's statement.

Until Mal asked me a question. “What about you Y/n? I’m sure you are your parents favorite.” “Yeah, I don't know. My brother is 10 so... pretty tough competition.” “Wait! You have a brother?” Sonnett asked incredulously. “Yeah.” “Why have we never heard about it? We actually never heard much about your family Y/n.” One of them asked me. Shit, why do I have to open my mouth. “I don’t want to talk about it.” I tried to avoid their eyes so they would know that I didn’t want to talk about it. But Sonnett didn't get it. “Why not? Your parents can’t be that bad?” “Sonnett!! Shut up. Y/n/n, that’s okay, if you don’t want to tell us you don’t have to.” Lindsey said, trying to make me look at them. “But you know that you can tell us everything right?”

I didn’t want to talk about it, and if I stayed one more minute here I would cry, so I decided to leave for my room. “Yeah… I...I think I’m going back to my room. Bye.” “Y/n. Wait! We are not talking about it again. Come back.” Rose tried to stop me, but I stood up so fast that I didn’t even register my surroundings. So as soon as I turned around, I bumped into Ashlyn and her juice spread all over my shirt. Fuck! Ash began to apologise, but now I could feel everyone's eyes on me and all I wanted was to get out of here. “Sorry Speedy, you turn so fast. I…” “That’s okay.” I interrupted her, got free of her hands and walked as fast as I could out of the dinner room.

No one's pov

Meanwhile at the youngies table.

“That was odd.” Sam broke the silence. “I didn’t do it on purpose.” “We know Sonnett. Should we follow her? Or talk to Tobin?” Lindsey asked, trying to comfort Sonnett who was blaming herself for her teammate's outburst.

“Too late for that. Tobin is already coming on her momma bear mode. I’m always scared when she is like this.” Mal spoke looking at Tobin with wide eyes.

“Girls, what happened to Y/n? Why did she get out?” The girls looked at each other until Rose decided to answer Tobin’s question. “We don’t know exactly. We were talking about our families and when we asked about hers she got weird and said she would go to her room.” Tobin sighed and nodded. “Thanks, I will go check on her.”

Tobin pov

I knocked on the door and opened it, when I entered the room I saw Y/n laying on the bed looking at the ceiling.

“Hey, kid. What’s going on?” “Not now Tobin, I just want to be alone for a minute. I’m fine.” “Yeah, you’re not.” Y/n shakes her head and asks. “And how do you know that?” “For starters, you get out of the dinner earlier than usual and without saying goodbye. Then you call me Tobin, you never do that only when you’re not okay.”

With that Y/n sighed and sat on the bed. “It’s just a hard topic for me.” “Your family?” I asked, trying to understand, she just nodded her head.

We stayed in bed for a minute. I waited to see if she was giving me anything else, but that didn’t happen. “Fine, if you don’t want to talk about it, I get it. But let's at least take this shirt off.”

I helped her get up to take the dirty shirt off, but then I looked at her back and saw some scars on it. I was about to take a better look but she quickly pulled back down, trying to hide it. But it was too late, I had already seen it.

“Y/n, what are those marks on your back?” “Are from soccer.” She told me, not looking at me. “I’m not buying it. Tell me the truth.” “It’s nothing Tobin. Give up on this.” “Nope. Right there, you call me Tobin again. Come on kid, you know I won’t give up so soon. So buy us some time and tell me what’s going on.” “It’s hard, Tobs.” “And I’m here by your side, you can tell me everything. But I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s going on.” “Everything is fine now, it’s already in the past. But I'm still learning to trust people, so I normally don’t talk about it with others. I want to, but when I do I cry and I don't want to cry in front of the team.” “Kid, we will never judge you for crying.” “I know but I never had this, not until three years ago. So it is hard to let people in.” “What do you mean? You wanna tell me about it? “

She hesitated for a minute but nodded. She was about to say something when my phone rang. I looked at it and turned off the call, it was Christen but I couldn’t talk right now.

“It’s okay if you need to go. I’ll be fine.” Y/n told me in a low voice. “I’m here for you kid, you can trust me, after all i’m your mom isn’t I?” “Yeah. You are. It’s not actually complicated. It’s just that, my dad abandoned my family when I was 7, a month later my mom found out she was pregnant. Things were already tough, but my mom did everything she could for us to be happy, but a year later she died in a car crash.”

Tears began to fall from her face, so I put my hand on her back trying to comfort her.

“I’m sorry for that Y/n/n. You don’t need to keep going if you don’t want to.” “I want to tell you everything.” After a minute she stopped sobbing and spoke again. “Well, after that my father didn’t want us so we ended up in foster care and that’s why I don’t like to talk about my family. Is not because I don't trust you, but is because for most part of my life I didn't quite have one. I have just a few memories from my biological mother and I had to take care of my little brother during seven years of my life. Is not simple to talk about it. I was abused from the age of 8 until I turned 14 years old. That's where my marks are from, they hit on me just because they wanted to.”

I hugged her, but didn’t say a thing, I knew that’s what she needed right now. After a few minutes I spoke up. “Kid, I had no idea that you passed through this all. But I want to tell you that this doesn't change our relationship, I still love you and will fight everyone who messes with you, and you know Christen will as well.” “Thank you Tobs.”

After a minute of silence, I decided to ask her what I was scared to ask. “This is still happening? I want to do something about it. I won’t let any of this happen to you again.” “No, three years ago me and my brother got adopted. I told you the truth when I told you that everything is good now. They are amazing and are helping me to get better.” “That’s good. That’s why we never meet them? You didn’t want us to know your story?” “Yeah, that’s one of the reasons.” “One?” “Yeah, well the other one you will understand when you see my moms.” “Your moms?” I asked, still not sure I had heard it right. “Yeah, I got adopted by two moms.” “Oh, Megan will love this.” “I know.” “You want to come back for lunch or do you want to stay here?” “Stay here. Can we just watch a movie?” “Fine, but I choose.”

I jumped on top of her and got the remote so I could choose the movie. “No way, we are on my bed, so I choose.” She got the remote from my hands. “No no, I'm your mother so I choose.” “There’s nothing to do with it. I won’t give it to you.” “Yes you are.”

With that I began to tickle her, trying to get the remote back. Then there was a knock on the door and it opened, but we were too occupied to see who it was. “Okay kids, let's stop the fight.” Oh, that’s Chris. “Tell that to Tobs, she is the one attacking me.” “I see.” Christen separated us. “How are my girls? I’ve been told that I should come here to check on you both, but by the look of things I guess that is all sorted out now.” I looked at Y/n and she had a smile on her face. “I think we are better now right?” “Yeah, much better. Thank you Tobs.” “Of course, I'll always be here for you.” She hugged me and I gave a kiss on her head.

“Oh, I feel left out now.” “Sorry Chris, but Tobs will tell you everything later. But I know I can count on you as well. I’m going to change my shirt now and wash my red face.”

Y/n stood up and left the remote on the bed. “Yes, I got the remote.” I could see Y/n shaking her head and then closing the bathroom door, Chris came to me, gave me a quick peck and asked me what happened.

Your pov

I went to the bathroom to change my shirt and clean myself, and I could hear Tobin telling Christen a little bit of what I told her. “‘What was that about?’ ‘The girls were talking about family stuff on the table and the topic is a little complicated for her. She lost her mom really young and lived in foster care most part of her life, and just recently got adopted. I tell you more later, don’t worry about it.’” I’m glad I finally got to share my story with someone else, and it is no surprise that the two of them were the first to know, I like them a lot.

While I was in the bathroom my phone started to ring.

“Kid, your phone is ringing and is your mom. She wants to facetime.” Tobin yelled from the bed. “Which one?” I yelled back. “Humm… mom Mac?!” Oh, maybe that is a great time to introduce them.

“Could you answer for me? I’m almost finishing.” “Me?” “Yeah, you didn’t want to meet her? That’s the time. She wants to talk to you both as well.” There was a silence in the room, until Chris spoke. “I don’t think that is a good idea.” “You’ll like to talk with her. Don’t you trust me?” “Fine.” Tobin answered me and accepted the call, ready to talk to my mom.

“Hi hon… Oh, hi Tobin!” I could hear my mom speaking. I was already changed, but I wanted to see their reactions while meeting my mom. “Hi… wait your Shannon MacMillan.” Toby speaks and stays with an open mouth. “Yes, and I was told that you are my daughter’s roommate. Oh, hi Christen I didn't see you before. How are you doing?” “Your daughter?” Now was Christen's time to stay in shock. “Yeah Y/n. Is she alright?” “Yeah, but… what?” Tobin was speechless, so I decided to intervene.

“Oh hi mom, sorry I was in the bathroom.” “Hi honey and taking by Tobin and Christen's faces I believe you hadn’t told them about me, am I right?” “Maybe? I actually didn’t tell anyone on the team, I dodged their questions about my family. You know how I am, I wanted them to get to know me first.” “I know.” “But I had told Tobin almost everything, I just kept your name out of it. She saw my scars and made me explain it.” I lightly elbowed Tobin, trying to take her off her transe. “Made you?” I think it worked. “Y/n!!”

“I’m kidding, kind of. She just got overprotective and wanted to punch the person who made me those, so I had to explain the story to her.” “Yeah, I was right she is definitely your team mom. And don’t worry Tobin, they are already taken care of.” Tobin laughed and poked me in my sides “I told you, now even your mom agrees with me. But I gotta say this is kind of crazy.” “Whatever, that doesn't mean you can choose the movie.” “Movie?” Mom asked, not quite understanding what we were talking about. So Chris came to the rescue. “When I got here they were in a tickle fight, because Tobin wanted to choose the Netflix movie and Y/n had the remote.” I completed it. “Christen saves me, but then Tobin got the remote, so it looks like we will be seeing her movie.”

“Seems like you’re having fun. I just called to tell you that the thing you buy on the internet has arrived, I hid it in the garage. I'm sure your mama won’t find it there.” Great, my mama birthday present has arrived. “Cool, and is everything ok?” “Yes, as we expected. We’ll call you later to talk more, I just took that I was alone now so I could warn you.” “Thanks mom.” “Bye honey. Bye Tobin and Christen.” “Bye Shannon.” They say in unison.

So I turned off the call and looked at them, they had a surprised look on their face so I got ready for the questions. Mainly the questions were about why I didn't tell them or the team about it, how I ended up with them and I had to explain my whole story again for Christen. In the end, it was already time for team meeting and we were getting ready to go.

As we waited for the elevator, I remembered to ask them something. “Guys, please don’t tell the team nothing about it.” “Why not? Speedy, I already told you that they won’t treat you any different.” Tobin scolded me. “I just... I will tell them when I feel comfortable, but for now just keep this secret for me. Please mom!!” “You can’t pull the mom card like this.” “Why not? You told yourself that you’re my team mom.” Tobin kept staring at me until she gave up. “Fine. But I think you should at least tell them about your mom, because if they find out about it from another person they're gonna be mad.” Christen punches Tobin in the arm. “Tobin! They are not gonna be mad at you Y/n. Just at the moment, and then they will just fill you with questions. But the last part is going to happen either way.” “Oh, so different from what I said.” Tobin said with sarcasm, but Christen sent her a killer look. “Sorry! But if by any chance, someone annoys you because of who your mother is, tell me and I will kick their ass.” Tobin told me with a serious look.

“You mean if they mocked me because Tobin Heath is my mom?” I tried to contain my laugh. “Oh, shut up!!” She got my head and began to rub it. “Mom stop!!” “Kids stop with it. Let’s go or we are gonna be late.”

With that we entered the elevator and I could see that Chris had a worried face on. My story must have affected her, she has a sad expression, so I decided to lighten her mood a little bit. “Oh Christen, you don’t need to be mad. You and mom are a couple, so that means you are my mom as well.” I hugged her and she kissed my head. She tightened the hug, and I knew some tears were rolling down her face. “Thank you Y/n, you for sure can come for me anytime you need. I’ll always be here for you.” “I know. You’re the mom I listen to but also the mom who grounds me, and Tobin is the mom who takes me out of the ground, and also the one who tries to cover my mess.” Christen rolled her eyes, understanding what I was trying to do. She cleaned the tears that had fallen out and shook her head, but now with a smile on her face. Tobin on the other hand protested. “I would never do that Christen!” “Why can't I believe that?”

With that the elevator door opened and Christen got out first, then Tobin raised her hand for me to hit it. I love these two. We got to team meeting and discussed our training sessions, how our week is going to be and other things. The meeting took about an hour. After it, the whole team went to dinner, me and Tobin were talking about the conversation we had early about my past soccer teams and how my mom is a crazy fan, so we got our food and sat at some table don’t even looking to see who was on the other ones. But as we were talking Christen, Megan, Ash, Julie, Ali, Alyssa and Carli sat at our table as well.

“I’m telling you Tobs, once she got so mad about a bad call that she almost got inside the field to yell at the referee, luckily my 9 years old brother stopped her.” Tobin was laughing her ass out. “I would die to see that.” “Who did that?” Megan asked, breaking the bubble we were on. I then noticed everyone else that was on the table with us.

“What?” I asked, not quite sure what she was talking about. “Who almost got in the field?” “My mom.” “Oh…” “She seems cool.” Ash responded. “She is, when she is not mad. Despite that, she is awesome, my family is really supportive.” “Your brother plays soccer as well?” Alis asked. “No, he hates sports. But he loves to cheer for me, so he goes for all the games he can.” “Oh, this is so cute, I would love to meet him.” JJ awed with my answer. “He for sure will love to go to the mall with you and Chris, I can guarantee that he would be a better company then Tobs.” “Hey kid! You are just as bad as I am.” Tobin protested. “Ok you're right. But I’m telling the truth, he and my mom go on walks for hours.” “I’m certainly taking him out when we meet him.” Chris gave me a wink, letting me know that this was for sure happening some time soon.

“And who encouraged you to play soccer? Your mom or your dad?” Alyssa asked, wanting to know more about my family. I took a big breath and answered her. “Oh, it’s a little more complicated than that. But I can for sure tell you that it was not my father.” “Why is that? He doesn't like sports?”

I take a look at Tobin and Christen and them both nod their heads encouraging me to tell them. “No, it’s because… I don't have a father, at least not one that I care about.” “Sorry I didn’t want to put you through that.” Alyssa told me with a worried expression. “That’s fine, I'm ok with that now.” “So is it just you, your brother and your mom?” Ali asked. “Well, my moms.” “Excuse me?” Megan almost spilled all the water she was drinking with the new information. “My moms. Me, my brother and my two moms.” “Oh, that is awesome. I already liked you before, now I like you even more.” Megan cheered and high five me. “Because of my parents?” “Yeah, you were already cool, now that I know that you for sure support my community you got points with me. Tell me about them!” “They are awesome, I've only been with them for three years, but they changed my life when they adopted me.” Ops! Shouldn’t have said the last part. “Wait, you are adopted?” Ali asked. “Yep.”

“Who is adopted?” Emily asked while getting close to the table. “Y/n” Alyssa answered. “What? You never told us.” Mal and the other youngies were all surrounding us now. “That’s why you run away during lunch?” I looked around and by now the whole team was at the table listening to the conversation.

“So about that…” I look at Tobin and send her a ‘help me’ look, she quickly understands me and steps up. “Guys, less questions okay? If she hasn't told us about it yet it’s because she is not comfortable with it, so let’s give her time.”

Everyone nodded, but Megan was still interested in my family. “Fine, but I want to know more about your moms okay?” “That I can do, but I think you already know at least one of them.”

I took my phone and showed her a picture of my family. Her mouth drops and she passes the phone for Ash, who passes to Ali, who passes to Carli, who finally says something.

“Wait a minute, your mom is Shannon MacMillan?” “Yeah.”

Everybody's jaw drops, except for Christen and Tobin because they already knew, and the questions started again. I finally told them my story and Tobin was right, they were really supportive and of course asked a lot of questions, but I'm fine with it. They are my family now.

[twillightteaparty]

Thanks for accept my request :0 can I get fiance headcanon for lilia, deuce and yuu with female reader who have the same height or short than the boys.

Do you play genshin impact :/?

I hope this is good enough I tried to make it soft and fluffy but I also had no idea what to write apsgfdj. So I hope this is at least enjoyable to read.

Fiancé Headcanons With Fem!S/o!

Lilia

Affection levels are over 9000. but so are the teasing, taunting, and playful Prank levels. I hope this means you are never ever getting rid of him now right? not that it's a bad thing to have him around, after all, he's a whimsical and lovable Fairy, nothing to hate here.

I think for wedding idea's Lilia would suggest a lot of more traditional Fairy weddings but would force any of it. it's just there as an option. He'll be as involved with the wedding process as you want him to be, just know that Mal, silver, and sebek have to be at least attending the wedding. if not the groom's men.

c o n g r a t s, you now have like three sons. don't worry none of them will be calling you mom or anything of the sort. but they do accept you as family now (maybe sebek somewhat reluctantly). lilia will always be arranging family get-togethers for the rest of time, please don't let him cook, silver is literally begging you to not let him cook for these get-togethers.

Just "A Thousand Years lyrics - Christina Perri" here. I think that explains everything you need to know and I hope you feel all the overwhelming emotions I do. T~T

Deuce

Let. This. Dude. Pick. You. Up. And. Spin. You. PLEASE. go give him hugs, run right at him, so he can just swoop you up and spin you around. you guys will laugh and be so in love, it will be cute, oh so happy!

Like he couldn't be happier in his life? He's made his mom proud, he's got his life together, he's found the love of his life, I'd imagine you get along with his mom as well, and like - he really couldn't ask for anything more in his life. he's happy, and he finds himself so lucky every time he sees you or the engagement ring and like he's so soft about everything.

I think he would be very involved with any wedding planning whenever that happens. Though he doesn't have really any preference for anything he is more so to help narrow things down and just wants you to be happy with everything because he's just happy to marry you. like if you want to just go down and get the legal documentation and that's it? that's cool by him. you want to plan the wedding of your dreams? anything for you.

if you haven't met his mom before this, you absolutely will be now. she's probably the sweetest lady you'll ever meet <3 She will be happy to have you as a Child-in-Law will often invite the two of you over to have a Family get together where you play board games or something <3

Yuu

Yuu literally cried when you said yes. probably gets teary-eyed out of pure happiness anytime they see the engagement ring. absolute soft Bastard around and for you. Does everything in their power to show and shower you in their love, every day.

As far as weddings go, I think they'd probably want a smaller wedding but Yuu isn't sure how well that will go with seeing as they make friends out of a lot of people no matter where they go, so the guest list might be long anyway. Might suggest an outdoor wedding, but will leave it up to you in the end.

Make. yuu. your. house. spouse. coward. Yuu will try their best to make the best meals, their Not trey but they're also not Lilia when it comes to cooking so that's a win in their book. also, the fact that there able to repair, clean, and DIY their whole dorm suggests that they're the perfect house spouse. also they deserver the break after having to deal with everyone's emotional baggage all the time.

Yuu thinks they're the luckiest person in the god damn world to be engaged to someone like you. Yuu just wants to do whatever they can to make you the happiest person on the planet, like you have done for them.

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Yes, Both myself and Mod Lunar Play Genshin Impact. I Haven't gotten into the new update myself yet tho even though i've been meaning to, so no spoilers or anything, alright?

Anyways I hope you enjoyed, I think I was a little stumped at what to write especially for Yuu, but I hope this is to everyones liking

Signed, Admin Tea.

[eyayah-oya]

At First Sight

It’s been a while since I’ve posted one of these blurbs, and I really liked this one. It’s got some OCs of mine that I created to be Wooley’s batchmates. More information on them can be found below the cut

Wooley groaned as the Corrie tugged his arms behind him and pulled out a set of binders. He wasn't even drunk or involved this time. He just happened to be nearby when Crys set off a bunch of glitter bombs (Wooley was pretty sure he got them from Torrent) and of course the Corrie assumed he was a part of it. Or just wanted the bragging rights among their batchmates that he got to throw Wooley into the drunk tank.

"Corin, you are a slimy bastard," he groaned. "I didn't do anything."

"Hmm, that's what you say. But you see, you Ghosts rarely do stuff by yourself. Therefore, that kid Jek is arresting had an accomplice. The closest Ghost was you," Corin said smugly.

Wooley sighed.

"I actually hate you right now."

"Don't stay things you don't mean, Wooley dearest," Corin sang.

"Ratio is my favorite now."

"Blasphemy! I have always been your favorite batchmate," Corin protested.

"Ratio isn’t currently arresting me for something I didn't do and didn't know anything about."

"If you want to lie, you need to get better at hiding your tells."

"I've been working on that," another vod's voice called. Wooley sighed. He knew that voice very well. And of course Lovely just had to happen by.

Corin closed the binders on his wrists and turned Wooley towards the Guard speeder where Lovely was leaning against the side.

And then they stopped.

Wooley glanced behind and couldn't help but grin. Oh. Oh that was delightful blackmail material.

Corin stood there, his bucket clipped to his belt so his curly blue hair went in every direction as it attempted to escape its ponytail. And he stood, absolutely dumbstruck, and stared at Lovely. His brother, the most flirtatious of the lot of them, was stunned silent by a pretty face.

Discreetly, Wooley swiped the keys off of Corin's belt and walked towards the speeder, Corin's hand sliding off of his back. He fiddled with the binders for a moment and then slipped them off and tossed them into the Guard speeder. He put his bucket back on and immediately took several holos of Corin's face.

"Is there a problem?" Lovely asked, walking towards Corin as he waved Wooley away behind his back.

"Puh uh problem? No, there's no problem," Corin stammered. "I'm Corin."

"Nice to meet you, Corin," Lovely answered. "I'm Lovely."

"You definitely are."

Wooley almost gave his escape away with a snort as he listened to his normally suave brother blunder through an introduction. He couldn't wait to show this to Mal and Ama. They would absolutely never let Corin live this down. Cyan would get a kick out of it, too.

As Wooley hopped into a speeder heading to the GAR barracks, specifically for the clones, he sent the holo to the Crimson groupchat.

<Wooley: Look at him. He saw one of my squaddies and made this face!>

<Ama: NO WAY!!! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!!!>

<Ratio: Ha! Thank you Wooley. I am definitely saving that to get back at him for the prank he pulled last week.>

<Mal: That was Ama. But it's about time Corin got a taste of his own medicine.>

<Cyan: Lovely is really nice. Corin at least has good taste. If Lovely falls for him, though, I'm gonna have to question his taste.>

<Corin: WOOLEY YOU SON OF A BANTHA WHORE!!!>

Wooley just cackled.

Wooley’s Batch (AKA Crimson Batch)

Mal: The Oldest TM. He is gentle and kind and gives the absolute best hugs. He’s the kind of person you go to for a nice long cuddle with ice cream, blanket forts, and a movie to feel better after a bad day. He’s also got great advice. He was one of the five members of Crimson Batch that were sent to Coruscant as part of the Coruscant Guard.

Kye: He can be a bit of a grump. He is also the easiest to get with a prank, which the others do quite frequently. Kye also has the most infectious laugh, if you can get him to let loose. He’s also a Coruscant Guard.

Ratio: Ratio is happiest if he has a fully-charged datapad, a hot cup of caf, and a vod’ika curled up against him (usually Ama). Force save anyone who brings him a problem to solve before he’s had his morning caf, though. He likes to tease and joke around and holds trivia nights, which can range from fun little quizzes, to him info-dumping with his batchmates. He is also a Coruscant Guard.

Corin: Corin is a notorious flirt. He will flirt with anyone that he can get away with. Charming to the extreme and with a fun sense of humor to boot, he is very popular both within the Guard and with any Battalions on leave. He is also a massive troll. Wooley and Corin were really close before they were deployed and Wooley learned how to flirt from Corin. He fell head over heels for Lovely the very first time he saw him, and spent the rest of the war trying to come up with ways to woo Lovely. (Lovely is demi, so it took a bit of time and a lot of patience, but he was wooed.) Corin is a member of the Coruscant Guard.

Talla: He is very protective. He was one of the batchmates that was assigned to Commander Rill’s Company (also an oc of mine) along with Wooley, Cyan, Kita, and Maie. When they were captured by Separatists, Talla was sold to Trandoshans along with Kita and Maie. He protected them and they managed to survive until they were later rescued (this is soft! I couldn’t kill them. I just couldn’t). He’s fairly paranoid and warms up to strangers very slowly and rarely goes anywhere without his armor and several weapons.

Cyan: Cyan was rescued by the 212th along with Wooley (and Lovely and a few others, but I’m not focusing on them now). He’s really reserved and quiet, but will absolutely swear like a sailor with the people he’s closest to. He becomes really close with Miggs (a fellow trooper in the 212th) and they eventually say the riduurok after Miggs lost his leg on Umbara. They will eventually adopt a squad of cadets and raise them together.

Kita: Kita is pretty friendly and adapts well to being around other people. At least better than Talla. He was also rescued with Talla and Maie. He likes making friends and is definitely nowhere near as paranoid as Talla.

Maie: Maie is considered “Babey TM”. He’s got the Sad Tooka Eyes (which Wooley learned from him and used to great effect on the 212th). He is a little quiet and tends to stick close with the people he knows the best but is also interested in making new friends. He really wants to open a ranch or farm and just spend time out in nature when he doesn’t have to worry about being hunted.

And finally . . . 

Ama: Ama is the Youngest TM. Always. He loves practical jokes and making people laugh. He has probably perfected several comedy routines at this point and performs them every time he’s at 79′s with a new Company on leave. Loves sitting with Ratio and they like planning pranks together. Kye is their usual victim, but they also target the others as well. He was also sent to Coruscant as a Coruscant Guard.

Let me know if you want to learn any more about these guys! (I have done piccrew with them because I can’t draw) I love them a lot. If you made it all the way this far! Congratulations and thank you so much!! Crimson Batch will appear in my Long Fic (whenever I have time to actually write it).

ALSO!! FYI, Wooley falls between Kita and Maie, age-wise. He’s not the Youngest, but he is one of the youngest.