#the car ride and perry on the horse too

[booasaur]

Perry Mason (2020) - 2x04

[whisperofsong]

Last Line Tag

I know you’re supposed to share the last line you wrote, but @roosterforme tagged me and included an excerpt, so I’m following in her footsteps😊 The excerpt below is from my upcoming piece inspired by Chappell Roan’s song, “Casual.”

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You’re careful not to shut the driver’s side door with too much force. Before you reach the front porch steps, the door is flung open to reveal Rhett with stubble, an old bull riding t-shirt, and jeans that cling to his waist perfectly.

He surges forward, fisting your sweatshirt as he kisses you eagerly. “Let’s get this off, darlin.”

His bedroom still looks the same, which oddly tugs at your heart. You weren’t sure if it would, considering you hadn’t seen it in a month and a half. Most of your recent nights have been spent in the backseat of your car or in his truck. You soften at the antique rocking horse stowed in the corner, a reminder of Rhett’s childhood along with the photo of him and Perry on his dresser. He looks to be about eight years old, a few teeth missing, but his smile couldn’t be broader.

Featherlight kisses on your neck tear you away from your reverie and you slightly jump as you remember your purpose for being here. To honor your casual arrangement. You turn around so that you’re facing Rhett and he gingerly pulls your sweatshirt over your head to reveal your baby blue camisole.

“I like this on ya.” He slides his hands over your clothed breasts and stomach, enjoying how the soft fabric feels against his calloused skin. “Almost don’t wanna take it off,” he says, appearing conflicted.

“Don’t,” you whisper, your eyes darting to his.

Tagging a few people to participate if interested @sebsxphia @floydsmuse @ryebecca @lewmagoo @sunblchdfly

[twinklelilstarkey]

Reconnect with Nature - Rhett Abbott

Words: 1.6k+ Type: Smut Summary: A friend from college gave you the advice to reconnect with nature whenever having a hard time with your art. So, you did, right at Abbott's ranch. Warnings: Fem!Reader [no mentions of race or bodytype]. SMUT {oral (fem receiving), overstimulation, hair pulling, and mentions of past sexual activities}.

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It all really started when you were looking for a place to camp. Your art hadn’t been the greatest lately and when you spoke to your college friends about it, they offered some advice. They said something about reconnecting with nature and how it usually helps them.

You were uninspired and unmotivated to such a degree that you took the opportunity right as your break in college began.

The thing is that you didn’t simply want to be on a camping ground. You wanted to really be in nature, alone, just like your friends told you they did.

It was one of your friends that helped you out on this mission by taking you to the town she grew up in. You were at a bar simply talking to her. It was still on your first night in town, and she explained how she had paid a nearby ranch to stay for just a few days on their property. She made it clear that she would stay away from their house enough for comfort, and they had indeed let her.

The farm belonged to none other than the Abbott family.

As you were driving to their property, you considered turning back around more than 10 times, but there was always something inside of you that told you to keep going.

In reality, you needed this. Your art needed this. You couldn’t just give up.

You made sure to not drive into their driveway, not wanting to seem too intrusive on your part. And as soon as you jumped out of your car and began to look for someone, you found Cecilia Abbott.

She was just unloading the back of her truck in front of the house and leaving the bags on her porch. You walked up to her carefully and began a conversation.

To say she was skeptical about the whole thing is an understatement, and you knew that as her eyes were on you and her short and direct answers were becoming more and more intimidating.

It was right as you mentioned all of your innocent intentions and, especially, the amount of cash you had with you, Cecilia seemed to ease up on you. You showed her your art, from when you were still inspired, and even the unfinished work almost as if as proof for your art block.

It took a good few minutes, but she let you stay. She gave you the opportunity of staying for as long as you needed but reminded you of the consequences whenever you do something you shouldn’t on their property. The list of restrictions wasn't too bad, most of them were for your safety. So, you couldn't find yourself being mad at that.

She called out for her son, Perry, to help you out moving over to the west pasture, and she mentioned how it was better if you moved there by horse than by car. She then offered you to leave your car in the driveway, just for it to be safe.

You met Perry and quickly noticed how nice he was. He helped you out with your stuff and took you over to the stables to get the two horses. And that is exactly when you met Rhett Abbott.

Perry was the one to do the justification and the storytelling when it comes to the reason why you’re with them. You’re not even sure, now, how much you stared at Rhett, but you know, deep down, that it was a lot.

It did surprise you when Rhett offered to take you instead. His brother had been working, after all, and he was doing nothing as of that moment. Perry agreed and left you with his brother.

The ride there was silent and nothing much really happened that day. Rhett offered you help to set up camp a bit too many times. Well, enough for you to not be able to say no to him. He helped you set up your tent, and you swore that it would be the last time you would see him.

Rhett visits you on a daily basis. Sometimes it's in the early mornings, other times only when the sun is setting. He comes over with food or water, which you always thanked with a smile, and that led to the times when you asked him to stay for a little longer. His horse would stay nearby always, eating some of the grass while you two stayed by the fire talking about anything.

Even a blind person could see the obvious attraction you two had for one another. The tone of your voice was always sweeter and more seductive with him, and his too. Your staring began to linger for longer. You'd focus on his broad shoulders and arms, while he would focus on your legs or chest, especially whenever you wore a tank top.

You’re not sure how it happened so suddenly, but by the time the fifth day came by, you two kissed. It didn’t lead to anything as it was morning, and he had to help out his dad with a fence nearby. But it did lead you two to continuously think about each other.

Now, as in today, the two of you have grown way too used to kissing. That same kissing has led to touching, which led to much, much more.

A moan escapes your mouth as you stare at the ceiling of your tent. Your fingers cling to Rhett’s hair at the sensation of his tongue in between your legs.

Your thighs are rested on his shoulders, and his hands are gripping onto your torso, holding you in place as his lips close around your clit. You whimper and cling onto his hair further at the feeling.

Your vacant hand grabs onto whatever is next to you, tightly gripping into some fabric as Rhett’s warm mouth moves downwards. His tongue licks your entrance flat and then comes back to your clit once more, tasting and savoring your wetness as your hips move weakly underneath his hold on you.

Rhett can feel your tights shaking near his head and that only encourages him more. His tongue moves over your clit side to side a few times before he sucks on it all over again. You helplessly move your hips at the pleasure and mewl.

He repeats his actions time and time again, eating you out as if you are his goddamn favorite meal. He thrives on hearing your moans and having your legs shake over his shoulders. Your legs threaten to close him between them and he could not care less. You’ve looked down at him throughout this whole thing, you’ve noticed how your juices have covered his chin and the tip of his nose, yet he has never come near to stopping. 

Rhett holds you down forcefully whenever putting down more pressure on his tongue or sucking on your clit harder than before. He lets you pull on his hair and move him to where you exactly need him, all while he hears your sweet moans continue for the whole entirety of his touch.

He slides his tongue inside of you, lapping at your entrance every time he pulls it out, tasting and having more of you at each of his movements. He licks you clean and distributes your wetness all in one.

Rhett sometimes moves his mouth over to your thigh to breathe, making you feel his wet mouth. But he doesn't exactly stop. He lays onto the sensitive skin of your inner thigh kisses and even sucks onto the skin, leaving marks all over them.

He knows you’re close to reaching your orgasm. You’re holding onto him tighter and your moving has gotten slightly worse. Rhett never slows down or goes any less forceful with you. He holds you down with ease and even moves his hands to have your legs apart to give him enough space. You don’t know how he never grows tired, but he doesn’t. His tongue never slows down or stops working on your pussy.

You moan his name, feeling your body getting closer and closer to your orgasm. He moves faster, and you know that you’re going to come in no time. He continues to hold you down, and you continue to cling to his hair. He groans onto your wet cunt at the feeling of his hard cock grinding on the floor through his jeans, and that is enough to finally take you to your limit.

You moan louder, and your hold on him gets tighter. Rhett lifts his hands from your torso to your legs, holding them open as he continues to stimulate you all throughout your orgasm. He can feel your muscles spasm and contract underneath his hands, but he doesn’t ever stop eating you out.

Only when your orgasm comes to an end, do you tiredly force his face away from between your thighs. He does as wanted and lays a kiss on your inner leg, looking up at you and meeting your eyes.

You sit up with your elbows behind you, holding yourself up, and you stare at him. Rhett’s kisses continue on your legs, sometimes changing to the other one, and you shiver from underneath him.

You lift one of your hands and your fingers work through the strands at the top of his head as he continues, making you sigh.

“I don’t think I can go again.” You let him know, making his eyes move up to meet yours

“That’s what you said last time.” He reminds you.

You two have been going at this for way too long, the sun has set hours ago. You whine at the feeling of his lips laying a kiss on your clit, and your hand on his hair pauses. He looks at you for approval, and you sigh before laying back down.

“Just this one more time.” You whisper at him.

Rhett smiles at the words you just muttered, recognizing them as the exact same ones you said on these last 3 times, and dives back in.

Your sweet noises soon make a comeback, and Rhett lets go of your legs to hold back onto your hips. He loves the way you move underneath him, and he has no plans in stopping this any time soon.

Hope you enjoyed this <3 If there's anything you'd like me to write for Rhett, even small smut/fluff blurbs: send them in!

[caseopened]

Writing Meme!

4. a story idea you haven’t written yet

9. start to finish, how long did it take you to write the last fic you posted?

16. favorite place to write

19. the most interesting topic you’ve researched for a fic

25. besides writing, what are your other hobbies?

Thank you so much for asking @theperrylleluniverse <3

4. a story idea you haven’t written yet

The number of stories that are currently living rent free in my brain at the moment... incredible. But one that has been really persistent of late centers on the trio getting older and learning to love the changes to their lives and their bodies while also allowing themselves to love, appreciate, and share in the fact that they get to grow old together. There would definitely be story lines with each of them feeling off about themselves and how coming together serves as that missing link that reassures them. Part of me wants to place it after TCOT Carefree Coronary, though I do have a story line in mind for that already. I just need to determine if I'll merge the two, or keep them separate. This idea is absolutely spurred on by William Hopper's interview where he discusses how he had to go on a crash diet while working on the set of Perry Mason and the self-deprecating comments he makes about himself that came from it. Also Ray's experiences, too.

9. start to finish, how long did it take you to write the last fic you posted?

It took me two months and a day to write and post A Prescription for Sea Air-- I started on February 13th and posted April 14th. As is my method, I was circulating between 2-3 fics at the time, though, so the exact length of time for writing this one specific fic may alter slightly from that time table. I just sort of write when I can for the WIPs that speak to me in the moment, and the story unfolds when and how it does. If the words aren't coming, then I don't push it. But when they do come, I let the story go. And I do enjoy that process!

16. favorite place to write

In my cozy chair by the window where the light comes in. <3

19. the most interesting topic you've researched for a fic

That has to go to the frogmen for Gone Fishing. Even though that fic is posted, I'm still reading memoirs from frogmen and also finding bits from William Hopper's experience, as well as digging through archival photos.

25. besides writing, what are you other hobbies?

I sew, knit, fix/work on cars, read, play the piano, ride horses (and also help out with caring for them at an animal rescue), and it might not be a defined hobby per se, but I like to go out to antique stores and find old things that I can use, figure out how they were made, and give them a home again for another lifetime.

[lux-i-fer]

Believer of Faith and Mortality

Ao3 link

Synopsis: Lucifer and Chloe's victim shouldn't be alive, but the fact that he's currently alive and giving a statement says otherwise. When more and more miracle cases begin popping up, Lucifer believes that their lives aren't being spared out of the goodness of his Father's heart. The knock at the door only proves his theory.

Rating: T

Notes: Here we are a year later lmao. Sorry it took so long, you guys know how life is. Unbetaed

Chapter Number: 5

By the time Chloe arrived at the crime scene--a small convenience store just inside city limits--the paramedics had already packed their third zombie victim into the ambulance. Dan was on the scene, conversing with some of the techs and occasionally gesturing at the ground. He hadn’t noticed her pull in yet, and for that Chloe was eternally grateful. Arriving here undetected meant that she could have a few moments to herself before having to go out and act like her world wasn’t just turned upside-down the night before.

Chloe closed her eyes and let her mind drift. Thoughts of her father and Nicholas Keller and Maria Poncé mingled with dinner menus and Trixie’s upcoming parent-teacher night. For a moment, Chloe felt normal again. She mentally sorted through the laundry that needed done and configured the drive time between Dan’s apartment and Lux, just as she would have done any other day. Her meditation was almost successful until she opened her eyes to ask Lucifer if he could pick Trixie up from school next week, only to find an empty seat in his place.

Right, she’d put Lucifer on babysitting duty today.

A stab of guilt shot through her heart when she recalled both John and Lucifer’s bewilderment at being put on house arrest. It wasn’t as if she’d wanted to exclude either of them from her day but honestly what did they expect her to do? Chloe wasn’t about to turn a 1990s John loose on a 2020s world without supervision. It wasn’t her fault that the only person who could fill that supervisor role was Lucifer.

But even with her self-reassurances, Chloe couldn’t shake the feeling that she was a horrible daughter and an even worse partner.

“I am a good daughter,” Chloe finally said aloud. “There is nothing wrong with leaving Dad with Lucifer. They’re grown adults, everything is perfectly fine.” But everything was not perfectly fine. People didn’t just come back from the dead. Especially not the fathers of divine miracles. Chloe had tried to ignore this whole clusterfuck and focus strictly on work, but the more she pushed it off, the more unbearable it was becoming.

Chloe banged her head lightly against the steering wheel. How did this become her life? She was supposed to be taking Trixie to the beach on the weekends and having dinner with Lucifer after a long day at work, not dealing with resurrected fathers.

Chloe groaned. Ugh, who was she kidding? She was a horrible daughter. Lucifer and John were strangers at best and enemies at worst. If the awkward silence in the kitchen was anything to go by, it was leaning more towards the latter. And instead of trying to diffuse the situation, she’d confined them to a tiny apartment with only each other as company.

Chloe knew it was wrong to just dump John on Lucifer like that, but when she’d come downstairs to see her father still alive and talking to Lucifer, she’d just panicked. Whether she chose to acknowledge it or not, Chloe wasn’t ready for her past to meet her present. John’s death had always acted as a divider between her wild-child acting days and her normal life on the force. Packing away all of her grief into her life before the force had been the only thing that could ease the sting of John’s death. When Perry Smith had tried to shatter that wall around the first nineteen years of her life, Chloe had retreated further into her budding relationship with Lucifer to cope. The method had always worked. The day after Perry Smith’s trial, Chloe was back at work and all thoughts of John Decker were firmly locked out of sight. That wasn’t the case anymore. Now those clear lines between before and after were blurred and there was no telling what kind of unresolved emotions would slip through the cracks.

Knock knock.

Chloe jumped at the sound. She whipped her head around to find Dan, fist poised to knock on her window a third time. She stared blankly at him for a second as she collected her thoughts. Dan made an opening gesture with his other hand, and Chloe cracked open her door.

“Hey,” he said in greeting. He stepped out so she could open her door completely.

Chloe unclipped her seatbelt and got out. “Hey,” she said back. “What do we have?”

He shrugged. “Not much. Our vic’s name is Alandra Chase. She’s twenty-four.”

Chloe cringed, she hated the young ones. That was their second victim under thirty this week. “What happened?”

“Well around 6:30am Chase stopped by this convenience store to buy a coffee and when she came out a guy came out from around the corner and tried to take her purse. There was a struggle and eventually the mugger ripped the purse out of her hands. Chase fell backwards and hit her head on the edge of the sidewalk. I guess she was laying here for about fifteen minutes before anyone noticed.”

That made Chloe double take. “Nobody heard the struggle? Not even the clerk?”

Dan rolled his eyes. “The guy at the counter says he didn’t hear anything, but you know how people just turn a blind eye to stuff like this. Especially in this area.” They came to a stop by the convenience store door. “But we did manage to catch the altercation on the security cameras, so it’s not a total loss.”

Chloe nodded and knelt down to examine the small blood spatter on the concrete. Had it not already been marked, Chloe doubted she would have noticed it. These types of fatalities rarely had a lot of blood, but this was on another level. It was as if she hadn’t even hit the ground. “Was she ever pronounced dead?” she asked him.

“Yeah. The coroner established her TOD like twenty minutes beforehand. The next thing we know, she’s thrashing around in the body bag.” Dan made a face and Chloe mirrored him; what an awful way to wake up. She sat back on her heels and surveyed the scene again, trying to imagine the uproar Alandra Chase caused.

“So why am I here? You guys seem like you have everything under control.”

“Well initially we thought this would take a lot longer than it did. Obviously that’s not the case. But you being here actually works out. The lieutenant wants us to go interview the first two victims. The sooner the better, he said.”  

“Alright let’s go then.” As she stood back up, Chloe caught a whiff of something sweet. “Hey do you smell that?”

Dan inhaled. “What, the pot?” He chuckled. “Yeah so?”

Chloe waved her hand. The scent seemed to grow stronger with the motion. “No, no. It smells like--” she inhaled. “--Like the fairgrounds? Like that thick, disgustingly sweet smell that’s always hanging around the cotton candy stall.”

“Uh no, sorry, didn’t smell that.”

She shook her head. Whatever it was, it was familiar. Chloe knew she’d smelled it before, and it wasn’t at the fair. It couldn’t be. That conclusion just seemed too...easy. No, she told herself, we’re putting a stop to that train of thought right now. She was being paranoid. Her, Dan, and Trixie had just visited the fairgrounds a couple of weeks ago. Her brain was just mixing memories.  

She swore quietly to herself. Here she went again, letting her imagination run away with her sanity. Everything about this case was putting her on edge, and Chloe vowed that she was going to take a long vacation after it was finally closed.

“Hey do you care if we ride together?” Chloe said, changing the subject.

Dan seemingly took the change in stride. “Yeah sure. Take my car?”

Chloe nodded and they set off towards his unmarked Charger.

The drive to the hospital was uneventful at best. LA traffic made it last three times as long as it should have been, but that was old news for locals like them. On any other day the hold up would have annoyed Chloe like it annoyed thousands of other LA drivers. Today; however, she welcomed the idle feeling of the traffic jam. It was familiar, and boy could Chloe use a bit of familiarity right about now. In fact, the sea of cars and asphalt was so mundane that Chloe could almost forget about the emotional trainwreck that undoubtedly awaited her at home.

Not for the first time that morning, Chloe missed the life she’d had just the week before. Back then, people coming back to life might have been strange but nothing too out of the ordinary for the girlfriend of the Devil himself. But then John had to go and show up at her door and change all of that. Now it was personal. And it was because of that that there was a part of her that wished she’d never answered the door last night.

Chloe bit her tongue at such a selfish thought. She should be grateful that her father was even here to begin with. If Lucifer was to be believed (and Chloe had no reason not to), things like this never happened. Lucifer’s Father didn’t allow such things to happen. This was, quite literally, a once in a lifetime opportunity. But Chloe was a homicide detective and homicide detectives didn’t know how to not look a gift horse in the mouth.

If people found out that John was alive, they’d start asking questions. Questions that would attract unwanted attention. Chloe knew if they weren’t careful, sooner or later the feds might be knocking on their door. And then what? They find Lucifer there, informing anyone who asks that he’s the Devil, and then round them both up for testing? Chloe mulled over her mounting paranoia. That situation didn’t even account for other factors like Penelope Decker.

She’d spent the majority of her morning routine debating whether or not she should even call her mother and tell her the news. Penny was John’s wife after all, if anyone had a right to know that he was alive it was her. But Chloe just couldn’t bring herself to make the call. If John's sudden resurrection came to an equally sudden end, living through John’s death a second time just might break Penny for real.

Chloe remembered the years following John’s death with startling clarity. Her mother, despite being the greater source of income, had relied on John for everything. Penny was a free spirit and often remarked that without her husband, she’d just fly away. John was always the one that made sure the bills got paid on time, that Chloe got to her acting lessons or her school functions, and that the groceries got bought on a regular basis. When he died, it was like Penny’s tether to earth was severed. In the few weeks following the funeral, she’d floated around the house like a ghost, never speaking and staring listlessly at the American flag gifted to them by the LAPD. When Penny had finally stopped being a shadow of herself, she’d thrown herself into her work, booking every convention circuit in the country and leaving Chloe behind to pick up the pieces. It was only in the past three years that Penny had started to make an effort to reconnect with LA and her family.

Chloe thought about the way Penny smiled the last time she’d visited for dinner and decided that she would not call her mother. She knew it was the wrong choice, but the alternative was reopening a decades-old wound that was only just starting to heal. Still, Chloe couldn’t shake the conflicted feelings rising up through her gut. The closer she and Dan got to the hospital, the more noticeable the feeling grew. It had rolled slowly up her throat the deeper her thoughts spiraled and the pressure to voice her fears was almost unbearable now.

When they finally pulled into the hospital parking lot, Chloe opened her mouth. “Dan can I ask you something?”

Dan blew out a breath, the first sound he’d made since they’d left the crime scene. “Yeah, of course.”

“If your tía Josefina was one of our zombie victims, what would you do?”

An uneasy silence swept through the car at the mention of his favorite aunt and legal guardian. Josefina had been dead for only half the time that John Decker had, but Chloe knew that the passage of time changed little about the rawness that followed the death of a parent.

Dan scoffed, and she knew she’d caught him off guard. “Chloe what’s bringing all this on? Are you and Lucifer doing okay?” When Chloe didn’t answer, he continued. “Don’t think I didn’t notice that he didn’t show up to work today.”

“No it’s not that, I promise,” she said quietly, deliberately avoiding his gaze. If anything, Lucifer was the only comforting thing about this whole process.

“Okay then what is it? Because this just didn’t come out of nowhere, Chloe. You’ve been out of it since we got in the car.” He put a hesitant hand on her shoulder. “Look, I know we’re not together anymore and we haven’t been for a long time, but I still worry about you. I know I didn’t do a great job showing that before, but I promise I do.”

“I know.”

They sat in silence for a few seconds, the heavy hand on her shoulder making them feel like minutes. Finally Dan spoke again, his voice low and coated with emotion. “I would be beside myself if mi tía came back to life today. I fucked up so much right before she died. I would give anything to show her that I finally did something with my life. And that she didn’t waste hers on raising me.”

After hearing that, the guilt in Chloe's heart seemed to seep into her lungs. She took a few deep breaths to reassure herself that she wasn't completely drowning in it yet. Of course Dan would want to see Josefina again, it was stupid of her to think he would answer any other way. Even still, Chloe wished he had, if only to quell the overwhelming feelings of shame that had been boiling under her skin all morning.

An ambulance roared past their car and skidded to a haphazard stop in front of the ER doors, reminding Chloe of the real reason they were here. She took in one last deep breath. Now was not the time to break down, she told herself. Chloe silently collected all of her negative thoughts and shoved them into an imaginary box, just like how John had taught her to do when she was eleven and ostracized by her classmates. After locking the box into the farthest fringes of her consciousness, Chloe covered Dan’s hand with hers. “Josefina would be very proud of you, Dan,” she muttered absentmindedly.

“I know,” he said, mimicking her prior response. “And Chlo’?” She finally turned to look at him. “Your dad would be proud too.”

Chloe nodded. So Dan had known what this was really about.

“Let’s just get this over with.”

Without another word, they both got out of the car and made their way into the hospital. The silence persisted through the check in and badge verification process until a nurse called their names and motioned for them to follow her.

“So how about you take Nicholas and I’ll take Maria, does that sound good, Chloe?” Dan asked, shuffling the files in his arms as if to remind Chloe that they still had a job to do.

“Yeah that’s fine,” she said, taking Nicholas’ file from the stack.

Chloe was embarrassed to say that for a second time she had almost forgotten that they were here to interview Nicholas and Maria. She mentally shook herself; she really needed to get a grip. The world didn’t end because her deceased father of seventeen years randomly came back from the dead the night before. Chloe paused and considered her words. Shit, the world really wasn’t going to end because of some pseudo-Rapture bullshit right? Right? She made a mental note to text Lucifer about it after the interviews, praying that his current uneasiness had nothing to do with the potential end of days.

The nurse continued to lead them through a maze of sterile hallways and bustling nurse’s stations until they finally reached a small, secluded hallway. They stopped in front of a room.

“This is Mr. Keller’s room. Ms. Poncé is at the end of the hall, last door on the left,” she said, gesturing at the rooms in question. “I can escort whoever will be visiting Ms. Poncé the rest of the way if needed, detectives.”

Dan turned to Chloe once more. “Meet back at the car when we’re done?” She hummed in affirmation. He dug into his pocket and produced a set of keys. “Here, take my keys so you’re not waiting around. I have a feeling it’s gonna be awhile for me.”

Chloe took the keys and waved him off. She had a similar feeling about Nicholas’ interview. “Good luck.”

“You too,” Dan said over his shoulder, already following the nurse down the hall.

Chloe took a deep breath before stepping into Nicholas’ room. To her surprise, he was awake. She knew at this point she shouldn’t be surprised by anything the zombie victims did anymore, but she couldn’t help herself. ‘Tis the folly of humanity, darling she could hear Lucifer saying in her head, mortals cannot help their curious inclinations towards the supernatural.

And if Chloe hadn't been convinced that there was some supernatural intervention involved in Nicholas’ fate, she was now. Nicholas looked like he’d been to hell and back. Chloe couldn’t help but wonder if there was some truth to that statement. He looked similar to the last time she’d seen him: thick black hair, gangly limbs, and a small scattering of pimples across his face. However, where his eyes had been filled with desperate ferocity at the crime scene, here they were almost vacant, as if drifting on a morphine high. She supposed he probably was after getting stabbed in the chest.

“Hello Mr. Keller,” she began.

His brown eyes dragged over to meet hers, but he didn’t return the greeting.

Not a totally abnormal response, Chloe noted.

“I’m Detective Chloe Decker.” She brushed aside her jacket so he could see her badge clipped to her belt. “I work in the homicide unit, and I’m here to get some more information about your case. May I ask you a few questions?”

Nicholas blinked, but still said nothing.

“Mr. Keller, I need your consent before we can begin,” she prompted.

“Yes,” he said. His voice was softer than she remembered.

“Okay great. Can you tell me anything about the person who might have done this to you?”

Nicholas just stared at her, as if already worn out from speaking. Chloe held his gaze. Finally, as if in slow motion, he opened his mouth to speak again. “Tall. Black stocking cap. White. Male.” He rattled off the list with near mechanical rhythm.

The information was minimal, but Chloe wrote it down anyways. “Anything else? No identifying tattoos, markings, or piercings?”

His eyes glazed over for a moment, and Chloe suppressed a shudder. It was like talking to a corpse. “An outline of a star on his inner forearm,” he said slowly.

Now that was something she could work with. “Do you know which arm it was, Mr. Keller?”

For the first time, Chloe saw a hint of humanity flash across his face. Nicholas’ thick eyebrows knitted together and his mouth twisted into a grimace. “Left. I saw it when he…” he absently touched his bandaged chest.

“I understand,” she said.

Nicholas’ hand dropped back into his lap like a stone, face falling blank once more.

“We don’t have to talk about the altercation right now, Mr. Keller,” Chloe told him gently.

He gave her an aborted nod.

“Let’s talk about motive. Is there anyone who would be upset with you or who would want to kill you?” Nicholas said nothing. Chloe shuffled some papers in his file. There had to be something in here that could get through to this kid. And he truly was a kid, she’d realized. Nicholas’ file said he was nineteen. Hell, apparently he even still lived with his mom.

“It says here you live at home and attend community college, is that correct?” At the word ‘home’ Nicholas pursed his lips. Gotcha, Chloe thought. “Nicholas,” she leveled her best mom look at him, “is your father in the picture?”

Nicholas looked as if he wanted to shrink down three sizes. “No. He’s dead.”

Damn it. Another dead end. But at least she’d got him to open up a little bit. He was still stiff but at least now Chloe didn’t feel like she was talking to a shop mannequin. Some of the hollowness had finally left his cheeks and his eyes had gained a little bit of the fire she’d gotten a glimpse of when he’d first come back to life. Chloe didn’t know what kind of chord she’d struck in him when the mom voice came out, but she’d be damned if she didn’t try and pursue it. But first she had to play the part.

She took a tentative step closer to Nicholas. His eyes didn’t move from the spot where she’d been standing. Taking his silence as a good thing, Chloe pulled a plastic chair up to the side of the bed and sat down. For a moment, she imagined Trixie was the one in this bed, waiting for Chloe to come tuck her in or to tell her one last bedtime story.

She cleared her throat, suddenly feeling a little choked up. “You don’t have any siblings either, is that correct?” she said, still a bit shaken.

He shook his head, eyes still fixed on the space she’d occupied a minute ago. “Just me.”

She rested her elbows on the railing of his bed. “And your mom, right?”

Nicholas’ head whipped around, all disassociation gone. “Yes,” he said breathlessly.

“And you would do anything to protect your mom?”

“Yes.”

“Help do the dishes?”

“Yes,” he said more adamantly this time.

“Help bring in the groceries?”

“Yes.” He was panting now.

“Help pay the bills?”

Nicholas jerked forwards, his face contorting into a mask of frustration. “Yes!” he shouted, spittle flying from his lips.

He was mere inches away from her face. So close, in fact, that Chloe could smell his breath. It smelled sweet.

She took a moment to let them both compose themselves. “How do you help pay the bills, Nicholas?” she finally asked. Nicholas’ jaw clenched. “Because we don’t have any record of you holding an on campus job or any job for that matter.” Chloe paused, watching his face for the slightest flicker of recognition. When there was none, she continued. “I don’t want to assume because you seem like a nice boy, but the street we found you on is a popular spot for--”

“Drugs! Yes I know!” Nicholas’ chest was heaving now. His eyes looked as wild as they had when he’d tried to pull the knife from his chest. His eyes ran a quick length up and down her person, almost on the verge of tears. “I know,” he said again, voice shaking. “It’s been the only thing that makes ends meet.” He said the last word with a sob. “This was only my third time--it was gonna be my last time.” Nicholas gulped down a rattling breath. “The guy didn't like that. He said he wanted back all the money I’d made. When I said I didn’t have it, he pulled the knife on me.”

They sat in tense silence as the weight of the situation seemed to sink into Nicholas for the very first time.

“He almost killed me,” he half-whispered to himself.

Chloe refrained from correcting him.

Something about the way he’d wondered his last thought out loud reminded Chloe of the time she visited Jimmy Barns in the mental hospital. It took everything in her power to keep the discomforting thought from showing on her face. She let the silence stretch out between them for a minute more before she stood up. “I think that’s enough for one day.”

Nicholas whimpered.

“The LAPD will be in touch with you later this week to give a full, detailed account of the events that transpired this morning.” She uttered her scripted closing statement with the same sort of mechanicalness that Nicholas had when she’d first arrived.

Without waiting to hear his response, Chloe fled from the room. She didn’t even bother to walk down the hall and check in on Dan. Instead, Chloe made her way to the car, more than ready to leave and never come back.

To be completely honest, she couldn’t really pin down what was so unnerving about Nicholas Keller. The whole thousand yard stare thing was pretty creepy, but his sudden bouts of mania had been as frightening as they had been unexpected. Either way, Chloe was utterly exhausted emotionally and physically. Her heart had pounded when she’d seen Nicholas’ short fuse rear its ugly head.

His file hadn’t indicated any anger issues or bipolar disorder, but that didn’t mean they didn’t exist. Chloe knew from her experience on the force that men rarely got the source of their anger issues diagnosed, let alone put on a medical record.

When she got to the car, she wasn’t surprised to see that Dan was absent. As far as interviews go, Chloe’s had been relatively short. Even she hadn’t been expecting to get a confession that early on.

To pass the time waiting for Dan to finish up, Chloe made a few phone calls regarding the nature of Nicholas’ would-be murder. Their initial motive for it had been a mugging similar to their third victim’s, due to the fact that Nicholas’ wallet had been missing from the scene; however, in light of his recent confession, it was clear that was no longer the case. Just as she finished up her last call, Dan slid into the driver’s seat.

“Hey so guess what,” he said, pulling the door shut behind him.

“Hm?”

“I think I know what you were smelling earlier.”

Chloe’s head shot up. “Yeah?”

“So remember how you said the smell reminded you of the fair?” She nodded and gestured for him to continue. “Well I was interviewing Maria and I kept smelling this weird, nasty sweet smell, and I’m like ‘what is this?’ I couldn’t figure it out for a while until I remembered that the jacket I’m wearing right now was the same one I wore when we took Trix to the fair a couple weeks ago. I haven’t washed it since we were there so I wonder if that’s where the smell is coming from.”

Chloe so desperately wanted to believe Dan, she really did. She had enough weird shit going on right now that she was almost willing to just accept his theory. After all, his reasoning was pretty watertight. Still though, there was one thing that still didn’t make sense.

“As much as I’d love to believe you, Dan, I don’t think it’s your coat,” she said, fidgeting with a few papers in Nicholas’ folder.

His eyebrows shot up. “What do you mean?”

“I smelled the same thing in Nicholas’ room. It was, like, coming off of him.” Chloe shuddered just thinking about how gross it had been when some of Nicholas’ spit had hit her face.

“What like BO or something?” Dan said in disbelief.

She shrugged. “I guess.”

“What the fuck?”

“Yeah trust me, I know.”

Dan shook his head and turned the car on. “I guess that would explain why you caught a whiff of it at Alandra’s crime scene.”

Oh that’s right, she had. Chloe hadn’t even made that connection yet.

As they eased back onto the highway, Dan started back up again. “So not only do we have zombies now we have gross cotton candy smelling zombies. What the fuck even is this case.”

Chloe couldn’t help but chuckle. “Yeah. Do you want to know something weirder, though?”

“Hit me.”

“Nicholas’ murder wasn’t a mugging.”

Dan glanced over at her. “What? What was it then?”

“A drug deal gone wrong.”

“Aw, no!” He hit the steering wheel lightly. “Really? That kid?”

She nodded. “Yep, sadly. He said it was the only thing helping him pay the bills at the moment.”

Dan scoffed. “Poor kid.” He glanced in the rear view mirror and changed lanes. “Hey by the way we’re headed to the precinct. I got one of the techs to drive your car there so we wouldn’t have to go halfway across the city.”

Chloe breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank God. Thank you, I really wasn’t looking forward to going back there.

“Oh yeah, also. How was your interview with Maria?”

“Eh, okay. It was a little creepy if I’m being honest.”

That got Chloe’s attention. “Why?” she asked, trying to keep it as neutral sounding as possible.

Dan made a noncommittal sound. “I don’t know. Maria was just kind of...different.” He gestured to the back seat. “Would you grab her file and see if she has any history of mental illness? I didn’t see any but I want you to double check.”

Chloe did as she was asked. “Nope, doesn’t look like it.”

Dan’s brow wrinkled. “Yeah okay that’s what I thought. Anyway so Maria was just, I don’t know--empty? That’s the only way I can describe it. It was like she wasn’t really there at all.”

“Like she was possessed or something?” Chloe prayed that wasn’t truly the case, she did not need another layer added to this shit sandwich.

“No, not like that. She was just really quiet and had this distant look on her face for a while. I hated it.” Chloe made a face. That didn’t sound good. “The whole thing was just a total Nope for me.”

She couldn’t agree more. “So did you get anything useful from the interview?”

“Yeah I got a few potential leads on who shot her, but that’s about it. You?”

Chloe sighed and threw both Nicholas’ and Maria’s files back into the back seat. “About the same here.”

“Fantastic,” he said, rolling his eyes.

Chloe hummed in agreement.

There was a beat of silence between them. Chloe’s mind drifted back to John and Lucifer, and this time she didn’t try to fight it. She’d have to call and check in with them over lunch. She knew she’d better start preparing herself now. Whenever Lucifer was involved, anything was possible. She frowned at that thought, thinking of just how much the realm of possibility had opened up in the past few days. Chloe glanced out the window at the cars whizzing by and decided that Linda would be getting a long phone call in the near future.

“It’s funny how people can just cling to life like this, huh?” Dan said, quietly breaking the silence.

Chloe forced herself to smile. “It sure is.”

[thegaytwentysomething]

“Harleys In Hawaii”: A Retrospective on Katy Perry’s Best Single in 5 Years

Though she triumphantly claimed last year that she’s “Never Really Over”, Katy Perry seems...somewhat over. Yes, she’s still making millions a year from American Idol, royalties from her greatest hits, and successful, visually stunning world tours (as recently as 2018), but it doesn’t take a pop music aficionado to know that the Katy Perry of 2010 is long gone. Her star, honestly, has been nearly taken from Ariana Grande, the new it girl of pop. Everything Katy touched in 2012 went straight to number one, she consistently topped hottest women alive lists, and her career seemed limitless. In fact, Katy Perry probably reached her true peak a few years later in 2015 with the most-watched Super Bowl halftime show of all time, which was the very best of an icon distilled into 12 minutes of pure pop culture greatness.

Since then though? Well, it’s been mostly all downhill. 2016’s stand alone Olympic single “Rise” underperformed. Then, while “Chained to the Rhythm”, her first proper debut single in the almost 4 years since 2013’s “Roar”, made an impact at #4 on the Hot 100, it faded much more quickly than previous ubiquitous hits. While “Chained” remains a great Katy Perry track complete with perhaps one of her greatest music videos, Teenage Dream era included, the rest of Witness saw Katy stuggling to redefine herself as “woke” and futuristic. Much like messy eras Bionic and ARTPOP before it, Witness was not a bad album, but it was overly ambitious and divisive. Worse for Perry, this challenging album came right when she needed a proper comeback nearly 4 years since releasing proper new music. Matters were made worse by troubling media interviews, setting hopes high with a “purposeful pop” promise, and truly cringe-worthy performances. Witness saw Perry artistically lost at exactly the time she needed to be focused. A truly awful pixie cut even took away her trademark sex appeal, effectively turning a pop princess into a goofy aunt in a matter of months. By the time the cringe-worthy music video for “Swish Swish” dropped, it seemed as though all of Katy Perry’s magic had vanished.

With a nearly career-destroyingly bad era behind her, Katy had a lot of ground to make up in 2019, and she started her comeback by testing the waters with a new sound with Zedd on the collaboration “365”. While the black mirror themed music video, good vocals, and stellar hook were promising, the track’s lack of a proper chorus and somewhat uninspired production just wasn’t good enough to make up for the destruction Witness left behind.

Katy tried again for a comeback with May’s “Never Really Over”. The song was promoted with the focus of a lead single, but with ambiguity as a safegaurd in case it underperformed. While the song had moderate impact, some longevity, and some cool factor among Carly Rae Jepsen-y gays if only for its distinct fast-paced hook, the song was not a smash hit. It lacked the special feeling of a Katy Perry lead single and it more or less left the public wanting something better. Close, but no cigar.

Late summer’s “Small Talk”, a quirky, over-hyped, juvenile Charlie Puth co-write track, quickly took Katy back to square one. Just like at the end of the Witness era, she seemed anything but cool with this lackluster single.

Then, something miraculous happened, she dropped a focused, unique, concept track that blended the sexy sound of younger stars Camila Cabello and Ariana Grande with Katy’s iconic pure pop sound. That track was not the hugely important lead single of KP5. No, it was the mostly forgotten “Harleys In Hawaii”, the third or fourth in a long line of 2019 stand alone Katy Perry singles. In fact, this song missed the Hot 100 completely and peaked at an embarrassingly low number 10 on the Bubbling Under Chart.

What a shame too, since this song is a real joy for any pop fan. It starts with an island-tinged acoustic guitar hook that continues throughout the track. Quickly, a modern baseline drops as Katy Perry sings about a sexy Hawaiian romance. Falling in love and riding off into the sunset is what Katy Perry at her peak was all about, and this track embodies that vibe incredibly well. The melodic pre-chorus replicates the very best of Katy’s Teenage Dream era prechoruses making use of her dinstinctive falsetto to build up to what we expect to be a huge chorus. However, it isn’t a huge chorus. Rather, we get a catchy, but relatively chill chorus almost in the same way Lana Del Rey’s similarly beachy “West Coast” changes pace and vibe from a fast-paced prechorus to a slow, melodic, and psychedelic chorus. This decision to give the song a mellow chorus is perhaps the single musical reason why the song didn’t smash, but nonetheless, it makes the song distinctive and fresh. It is apparent that Charlie Puth and Katy Perry were trying to emulate the breezy repetition of the chorus of Camila Cabello’s then-recent massive hit “Havana” in an attempt of writing a commercially successful hit. What they ended up doing though was creating something much more artistic, and less commercial. The reason for this is the chorus is not quite so punchy and in-your-face as “Havana”’s. Rather, it blends a singsong-y melody over a chill keyboard chord progression creating a truly breezy island vibe. By comparison, in its chorus, “Havana” has those iconic, bold, clanging piano chords, a big hip hop baseline, and a ridiculously simple melodic repetition. The effect makes “Havana” perfect for the hip-hop obsessed radio landscape of 2017-2020, while “Harleys in Hawaii” stays a little off the beaten path. To me, this makes “Harleys” cool, mellow, and unique, but perhaps it was a little too cool, mellow, and unique for a top 40 landscape dominated by one trap-infused note.

Nonetheless, the song is undoubtedly Katy Perry’s best song since “Dark Horse”. It is expertly crafted with focused melodies, a dynamic vocal performance that ranges from sexy whispers to powerful belting, and thematic yet mature lyrics. The engine rev bridge would be a tad cliche if it weren’t the perfect set up for one of the best vocals in Katy’s discography in the form of an epic 10 second belt complete with breathless note changes and flawless runs. I’m actually convinced the song’s title just might have been a little too kitsch for the general public. She sings about riding Harleys in Hawaii as though it were a universal experience like having sex in a car or playing in the water at the beach, and I think that’s where the song failed to make the connection with the hearts of the general public. That said, the song’s kitschy title is actually backed up by a mature sound, smooth vocal performance, and the incredibly timeless underlying message of wanting to escape to an exotic paradise with your love. In short, it is a great Katy Perry song. Great songs aren’t always hits, however, and stand alone comeback single attempt number 4 was about 4 comeback single attempts too late for a struggling Katy Perry.

Will we ever get a true Katy Perry resurgence and a true return to form? I’m feeling doubtful at this point. Then again, I was doubtful Lady Gaga would ever have a true pop smash hit again and she managed to do that this year by going back to an old sound and reinventing it for 2020. “Harleys In Hawaii” offers a glimpse at what a Katy Perry comeback could sound like. This time, however, if she ever wants to really come back, she needs to take the quality of “Harleys” with the universal message of “Never Really Over” and the promotion of the unfortunately bland true KP5 lead “Daisies”. We’ll have to see how it goes for her, but regardless I’m glad that we got a real treat in the form of this truly underrated song from 2019.

[killian-whump]

OUAT 2x05: Rewatch Blog

Heeeeeeeey, everybody! Welcome to my liveblog of episode 2x05 of Once Upon a Time - “The Doctor”! This one’s about Dr. Whale aka Dr. Frankenstein. Or... something like that. I think that’s what it’s about. To be honest, I just call this one “the one where he’s tied to a tree” because I’m... me.

Anyway! Let’s get things underway, shall we?

Oh, look. A complete and utter massacre. That’s a lot of dead people.

Aaaaaaand here’s Blacksmith Hook :D Gosh, have I mentioned yet today how much I love it when Colin’s voice is all broken and trembly? ‘Cos I really, really, really love that.

Okay. I have some serious-ass questions about this decor right here. Number one: Did they NAIL those gourds to the front of the fence posts there? And, even more importantly...

In other news, that was a wonderful suckerpunch and David should be proud.

“Regina! Are you here to see me?” Umm. Does Archie get a lot of people knocking on his door to... like... NOT see him?

What’s up with all this testosterone all of a sudden? Geez. *sees Regina’s expression* SAME, GIRL. Same.

OH MY GOD, her sweet and innocent, “There, I did it!” T_T

Gosh, she’s so pretty, and this is one of my favorite outfits of hers.

“What’s holding you back?” I dunno, bro, seems like she straight up told you she didn’t want to kill the dang unicorn.

Hallucinating isn’t really a great sign, I’m just saying.

Hey, look! It’s David’s truck. Did you know his truck has a cameo in The Words music video by Christina Perri? It does! :)

OH MY GOD, HENRY IS SO SMOL. Sorry, I just joined the rewatch last episode, so this is the first time I’ve seen him this smol in awhile. Gosh.

Dave, pal, you’re a total buzzkill kinda. Let the kid ride the horse T_T

GRAND THEFT DEAD BOYFRIEND

You know what would really help this episode? Bucky Barnes.

I mean Jefferson. Yes. Jefferson.

These guys are such terrible actors. The characters, I mean.

I don’t know why, but Rumple’s “Nnnnn- Yes.” makes me laugh.

...but not as hard as Jefferson’s 1000x extra “pardon me” does. Honestly, one of the funniest moments in the whole dang show.

Aw, my baby <3 The angst is totally fake, but I don’t even care. Look how traumatized he is, and Colin’s doing the shaky voice thing again and... and...

*happy sigh* True Love’s knife to the throat! <3

Oh, you need a heart? Buddy, why didn’t you SAY so?? We got all kinds of hearts on this show. Big hearts, little hearts, red hearts, black hearts - ALL kinds of hearts for sale!

Always a bad sign when you find someone’s arm well before you find the rest of them.

“He’s a monster!” Okay, but just as long as he’s not a zombie.

“Whose hearts are these?” HAAAAAAAAAHAHAAAHA HIS FACE

I really wish Jefferson had stuck around on the show for longer.

Hospital scene! But it’s only Whale :/

Hahaha, David. “You have hearts here?!” Sweet, summer child. Of course she has hearts here. She has hearts everywhere else, why wouldn’t she have some here?

It’s a good thing I’m never around horses in real life, because I’ve seen so many scenes on television and in movies where they get frightened and it means there’s a ghost/werewolf/vampire/zombie around, like, I don’t think I could ever see a horse in real life act even the slightest bit anxious without immediately thinking, “WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIIIIIIIIE”

But, you know, I’m sure it means nothing here. Definitely not a zombie.

Oh, great. ALL the horses are scared. WE’RE ALL GONNA DIIIIIE D:

...or get clobbered by a horse. I mean, that’s better than a zom-

ZOMBIE!!! IT’S A FUCKING ZOMBIE!!! \o/ RUN FOR YOUR LIVES

In other news, I’ve just found Regina’s stolen dead boyfriend.

IT’S THE ONE WHERE HE’S TIED TO A TREE, GUYS.

And the son-of-a-bitch is so fucking happy about it, too <3

You know, I don’t see any reason why they couldn’t have done the entire next 6 seasons’ worth of episodes with him tied to various things. Trees, beds, chairs, playground equipment, car bumpers, fences, park benches...

I should probably pitch this to one of the networks. This is gold.

Okay, serious question: Why is Henry so terrified of this dude when he literally just walked in the door? Is Henry part horse?

Ohhhhhh, Henry knows about the horse thing, too. Savvy kid. Always trust the horses, Henry. Horses know true evil. And zombies.

Mmm... David takin’ charge and loadin’ his gun and bein’ smexy.

AHHHHH, Regina’s pain hurts me T_T

Hey, Dave, don’t shove my girl, okay? I do like this scene, though. I love Charming and Regina as a kinda sorta BroTP. Aw, heck, I just like Regina’s relationships with everybody. Ah, but David having sympathy for her T_T

Wait, I thought they got trapped in the vault and had to use magic to get themselves out? I guess that was a deleted scene I forgot was deleted. Oops. It was a good scene, though.

AHHHHHHHHHHH OMG THIS IS SO SAD T_T

AHHHHHHHHHHH OMG THIS IS SO SAD T_T (the sequel)

Great acting, though. Awesome acting <3

IT’S THE ONE WHERE HE’S TIED UP WHILST HIKING, GUYS

I mean, they don’t really need to tie him to things. This is good, too.

I don’t know what it is, but crying always seems sadder somehow when someone’s doing it while driving. Is that weird?

I also like this outfit. Black leather, yes.

Lana’s acting in this episode is super great, though. And I love how she even uses her vocal intonations to indicate her level of innocence/evil. Nice.

Archie, take care of my other baby, okay? T_T

These three little shits...

“Sure you’re not. Good luck.” Hahaha :D

Don’t mind the suspicious-looking dude with one arm and a cooler covered in blood. Don’t mind the even more suspicious dude who owns the pawn shop. Don’t mind anything or anyone in this entire show, actually.

I vaguely remember being impressed with the melodrama building up to the “big reveal” on first watching, but now I’m just seeing Shirin-level heavy-handedness and I want to throw popcorn at it.

THE END ~ PEW PEW! PEW PEW PEW!!!

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With The First Kiss *A BTS reverse harem x Y/n

Genre: Romance, Soulmate Fantasy with maybe a little angst and a lot of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (all seven)

Summary: The first kiss between two people gifts one of them with a soulmate mark. To seal it, the other has to say ‘I love you’

Join Y/n when she meets her soulmate, and the adventure it takes her on.

(Y/n is very, very open-minded, you have been warned)

Word Count: 107.450 so far.

Part; 13/?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, masturbation, voyeurism, pornography, blindfolding, spanking, choking,

*12. The tour starts*

Luke's POV

I have a big problem. I want to have this girl, but she turns me down every time, and I don't understand why. Every girl wants me, why doesn't she. She will be mine, luckily the tour starts soon and we have to practice together. She is hot, and loaded, once she is mine, I can spend all that money and do whatever I want. I don't want to marry her, just fuck her till I get bored of her, and spend her money. That is probably even more important than the girl itself. A couple of weeks ago, I was on the darknet, trying to find something to help me in my quest, when I saw a post about 7 missing dudes. These girls were looking for them. And I remembered that Y/n had 7 dudes with her, when I visited her at her studio. I replied to the post and they wanted proof. That wasn't difficult, I just waited at the studio, unseen of course,  and when Y/n and them arrived I snapped some pictures. The girls were ecstatic when I sent them the pictures. They had finally found them, they weren't as ecstatic about Y/n, but when I explained it was the girl I needed help with, they were more than willing to help me, so we came up with a plan. It starts right after the last show of the tour. People couldn't find out right away Y/n went missing. I laughed out loud, being happy that the end goal, and Y/n, was in sight. Just a couple of weeks more and she would be mine. I've got so many things planned for us, in bed of course. She will never leave it. I’ll make her love me and then I'll take all her money and throw her away with nothing. 

Y/n's POV

"Dinner's ready", I yell out into the backyard. I know some of them are here, I just don't know who. After that quickie in the pantry, I took a quick shower, but I had to wait for them to leave the kitchen before I could make my getaway. Then I went grocery shopping and started dinner when I came back. All the boys were doing something, I didn't see anyone, and when dinner was ready I had to yell it through the whole house. The backyard being the last place to yell. I go upstairs and pack the essentials I need tonight and go back down. By now all the boys were seated at the table, waiting for me, not eating. "I'm sorry, but I won't be joining you tonight. I need to leave now to get there on time. I ate while cooking, so don't worry", I say sadly, a soft smile on my lips. Taehyung jumps up and gives me a big, tight hug, and whines in my ear, "I don't want you to go. I'll miss you", I grab his face and put our foreheads together, "I don't want to go, but sadly I must. I'll miss you too", giving him a soft small kiss on his cheek. One by one they come and hug, or kiss me goodbye. With a heavy heart I leave their presence and get in my car. I put on my favorite playlist and drive the long way to practice. Arriving, my mood got gloomier on the way, the more miles I was away from them. I definitely don't want to do this, so let's go. I get out, lock the car and head inside to the practice room. Opening the door I see Cindy and Paul, two of the show's choreographers. Luke is also here, as are Aubrey and Micheal. Oh, a dance with four maybe, hopefully. Micheal and Aubrey are nice, I just haven't socialized with them much. I greet them, and put my bag by theirs in the corner. Then I change my shoes and join the others who are waiting. Cindy and Paul explain what the plan is for some of the tour. Luke and I were expected to dance at least five of our dances. We could choose which ones, and I decided right then and there, those three dances have to have the least amount of body contact. I don't want to touch him, but more importantly, I definitely don't want him to touch me. We four would have to learn a new dance today, so I got a little happier, not just Luke. Cindy and Paul show us, with two of their dancers, the dance we needed to learn. The song used was Katey Perry's "Dark Horse", not too bad. I won't bore you with the story, but the luke-me interaction was nihil. Yes, I like it more and more. I'm being petty I know, but I can’t help it. I don't trust him, he is calmer today, like he is planning something, he hasn't even flirted with me yet, weird. I stayed on my guard, but the 4 hour passed us by without an incident. After, I get tiredly in my car and drive back home, blasting the music quite loud to stay awake. When I’m finally home, I drag my tired ass inside and up the stairs. Dancing for hours makes me sweaty, and I don’t like to sleep like that, so I make my way over to my bathroom. I turn the knob, and strip. I get under the shower head and sigh in relief when my muscles relax and stop aching due to the heat of the water. My mind is so tired I don't hear a thing, I have my eyes closed, so I don’t see a thing. I’m made aware of a second body under the shower by two hands on my back hugging me, placing my head on his hard, firm chest. He kisses the top of my head and rocks our bodies slightly from side to side. He doesn’t talk and neither do I. I tilt my head back and look up at him, somehow I knew it was him, even before I opened my eyes. We’re inexplicably drawn to each other, our souls longing for each other. “Hi Sexy”, I whisper up at him, he smiles at me, “Hello minx. How was practice? Tired?” I nod, “yeah, pretty tired, but practice went well, I just don’t trust Luke. He is up to something, he was different today.” I stroke his back, and feel the firm muscles flex when he moves his arms tighter around me. This feels nice, and I’m a little surprised he has this inside of him. Normally he is all about the sex, not that I mind that mind-set, I love sex, so does he. Nothing wrong with giving in to urges. When my mind starts to drift off to the dirtier side of my brain, my hands trail lower and lower. When I can reach his ass, I slap it and squeeze, smiling up at him. He nips the tip of my nose with his teeth, “naughty little minx, watch out what you start”, his hands copy my hands and I feel a slap on my ass before being squeezed by his strong hands. My grin turns bigger and my hands grab his ass firmly and pull him against me, feeling his cock against my belly. I kiss his pectorals and work my way down, slowly going to my knees. When I feel the tiles touch my knees I smile seductively up at him and then look at his hard cock, slightly twitching. My fingers curl around him and he sighs at the touch. I lick the underside all the way up to the head before tonging the slit, licking up the precum seeping out. I engulf the head and take him in my warm, wet mouth, he groans long and huskily. Hearing him get aroused by me is exhilarating, the power I have over him intoxicating. "Oh yeah, suck me", he moans, grabbing my hair and pulling my head and mouth slowly up and down on his cock, shit he took control again. Somehow I don't mind, him using me how he wants is such a turn on, I feel my pussy dripping, wishing to be filled up by him. He bobs my head with his hands and thrust his hips slightly hitting the back of my throat. I deep throated him and keep still, and I swallow a couple of times, "fuck, I'm not going to last long if you keep that up", leaves him on a husky breath, moaning in between the words. I swallow once more and pull my mouth slowly off him. His cock popping out and bouncing in front of my face, I look up and lick the after taste of him from my lips, "then fuck me good, Sexy." He pulls me up by my arms and his hands rove my body, starting with my collarbones, working his way down. Now it's my turn to moan at every touch. Lightning a fire just under my skin, making his touch burning with pleasure. When he pinches my nipples between his fingers I let out a small yelp, grabbing his arms to steady me, he smirks at me and does it again, this time I'm prepared and instead he gets a moan. One of his hands moves further down, finding my pussy and zeroing in on my clit, no teasing and it is heavenly, I close my eyes, tilt my head back, and my lips part, panting in air. I feel the start of an orgasm, and I whine, "right there, just keep going." He speeds up, and alternates between flicking my clit and thrusting two fingers in and out of me, curling on every outwards stroke. My nails dig into his skin and he groans, "are you close?", he whispers in my ear. My vocal cords seize up and all I can manage is a nod, the knot in my belly so tight it's bordering on being uncomfortable, but so good at the same time. Just before my orgasm can take me to another dimension, one of pleasure, he pulls his hands off me and turns me around, his hands slide over my back up to my shoulders and he pushes them down, making me touch my hands to the floor tiles. He aligns himself and pushes himself inside, stretching me exquisitely. He doesn't wait and thrusts his hips back and forth, hitting that special spot right away, the orgasm had ebbed away a little, but it came back with a vengeance. He can only thrust twice before he stops to enjoy my walls contracting and squeezing his rock hard cock, my orgasm washing over me, the position somehow prolonging the feeling. He rides it out completely before he starts to move again. I desperately try to catch my breath, but he doesn't build up slowly , but pounds me hard and fast. His hands hold my waist and pull me backwards with every inward thrust of his. He hits the top of my cavity, and every hit pulls a moan from me and him. Another orgasm is approaching, the knot tightening and shooting pleasure through my body. “Oh god, you’re so tight, and squeeze me so good, made just for me”, he moans and goes faster and faster. He doesn’t know how right he is, him being my soulmate is exactly like we’re made for each other. “You feel so big, and fuck me so good, filling me up just right”, I moan, “come with me.” He switches his thrusts up to long and slow strokes, keeping my orgasm on edge longer, promising a relief so sweet I can’t wait for it. He almost pulls completely out before pushing slowly in, building up the speed. Keeping the build up steady to the point where he goes as fast as before the switch up. He spanks my ass, and my walls contract involuntarily, rewarding me with a sexy moan. “Come now”, he growls and the release is instant, and the second orgasm washes over me, flushing my body with blood racing through my body, tainting my skin pink. He thrusts a few more times and the contracting of my walls triggers his own. Spurting his cum deep inside of me. The aftershocks rocking my body, making it more difficult to catch my breath, my heart beating against my chest, sounding extremely loud. I’m convinced he can hear it. He is having difficulty with breathing as well. He twitches, still buried deep inside of me. I stand up and push my back against his chest, he embraces me and kisses the side of my face. I caress his arms holding me, reveling in the afterglow of the incredible sex we just had. He pulls out of me, turns me around in his arms, burying his face against my neck, giving small kisses, sighing satisfied. I let the water wash over us for a few minutes before turning the shower off. I give him a towel and we dry ourselves, he dresses and takes me in his arms again. “I’m sorry, but I just can’t get you out of my system, and crave you constantly”, he kisses me, searing his lips onto mine, gasping in air, I feel his tongue sliding in and taking a quick taste. He leans his forehead against mine and sighs, “I wish you could stay”, I whisper against his lips, and he smiles sadly. “Me too”, he whispers. Then he releases me and turns towards the door and he leaves me standing alone, naked in the middle of my bathroom. I hug myself, and cry a little, sniffling. I shake my head at myself, he’s not gone forever, just one floor below mine, and tomorrow I see him again, talk to him again. I sigh and wipe my tears and go to my bed, my big empty bed. I crawl in and shift to my side, create a comfortable spot on my pillow and close my eyes, hoping for sleep to find me fast. With my mind on the boys I drift off to dreamland, but my mind is too tired, so I don’t dream, at least I don’t remember it. 

The next morning I slept in. I was so late last night. I get woken up by breakfast in bed and company. As I sleep naked, I drape the sheet over me to cover up, not that I’m ashamed, but I’m hungry and want to eat, and not be eaten. I devour everything he brought and he looks at me amused, “So how was practice? Learn anything new?”, he asked as he reclined next to me on the bed. “Practice went well, and yes I learned something new. A dance for 4 people this time, Luke being one of the four unfortunately,” I wipe my hands, being done with eating. I place the tray next to the bed on the floor, leaning over the side. When I get back up and turn towards him, he is extremely close. “You know, yesterday, just before you dropped the bomb of the tour, and you leaving sometimes, we decided to agree with your idea of spin the bottle”, he whispers, his breath fanning my face, giving me goosebumps. “Oh”, is all that leaves me on a breath, my eyes switching between his eyes and lips. And of course he notices and he licks his lips, grinning. "Thinking of something?", he asked, still grinning. I shake my head, clutching the sheet tighter, "nope." His hands move to my face and he caresses my cheek with his thumb. "So you're saying tonight one of you gets lucky, and you're hoping it's you?" I flirt back, nibbling my lower lip, his eyes snap to the action and he licks his lips again, "stop doing that, Angel", he growls. God I love it when they growl, sounds so sexy. "Doing what?", I ask innocently, knowing perfectly what he means, and to provoke him more I do it again. I look through my lashes at him, and I see him clenching his jaw, and balling his hands into fists. Like he has to exert an unbelievable amount of restraint. I want for him to lose it and pounce, the sexual tension rising and rising. He scoots closer and our sides are touching and his body heat is very nice. He cradles the side of my face in gis palm, his thumb stroking circles on my skin. A kiss would make this the second best morning in a while, the first was waking up in Yoongi's arms. "Would you like a preview of what could happen if you're the lucky one?", I whisper in his ear, my breath hitting his ear. He shudders and groans, turning my head so he can crash his lips to mine. "Yes please", he moans against them, molding my lips perfectly with his. I gasp at the delicious friction and he takes the opportunity to deepen the kiss and slide his tongue into my mouth, sucking on my tongue. I moan and grab his face with my hands and the sheet drops down baring my naked chest at him. He doesn't look right away but continues to kiss me, moaning as he does so, "I want you", he purrs in my ear before kissing his way down along my neck. He pulls back a little and his eyes travel down and focus on my bared chest. "Beautiful", he sighs reaching his hands towards my breasts. "So soft", he breathes, curling his hands around my pleasure mounds. Molding to the form of his hands, kneading. I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling of him touching me. I yelp and my eyes fly open when he pinches one nipple, and then the other. "How far are you willing to let me go?", he asked looking at me, his hands still, waiting for me. "Spin the bottle isn't some sort of key for you to fuck me", I chuckle, "if you want to now, you can take it." His eyes turn unbelievably dark and his breathing accelerates. He looks for a whole minute, gaze dark and brooding. He leans his head forward and takes one nipple into his mouth and tongues it, I grab the back of his head to hold him to me, scratching his scalp a little. He groans and his hands caress my sides down to my hips, taking the sheet with them exposing me more. My free hands strokes his back as far as I can go and then I squeeze and pull him on top of me, as I lay back. He follows me and hovers over me, his lips never leaving my breast. He moves his lips down over my belly sliding the sheet down more with his hands. He completely bypasses my pussy and takes the sheet completely off me, me naked, he completely clothed. Somehow it's extremely sexy, just the way he looks at me. His eyes travel slowly up, lingering on important spots, like my pussy and breasts. He sits and stares, not touching,  and I whimper in need and it snaps him out of his daze and he slowly spreads my legs, pushing my knees apart. He kisses the inside of my knee, and works his way up. When he is almost at the top of my pussy, he switches legs and repeats the process. At the top he proceeds to tease me more, and doesn't touch directly. "Please, Foxy, just touch me", I whimper. I look down and he looks up, "Foxy? I like it, Angel" and holding my stare, he closes his lips around my clit and sucks. My hips automatically buck up to his face, and he smiles against me, "you taste so sweet. Delicious", he breathes on my clit, teasing again. I grab his hair to direct him and push his head down more, I need his touch. He chuckles, and resists my push, I release his head and he dives in again, licking and sucking. The start of an orgasm fills my being and I gasp at the pleasure. I wiggle my hips and he drapes an arm over me to hold me down, and pushes one finger into me. He slides as far as he can go. "So wet and sweet", he breathes again, then adding a second finger and thrusting in and out. The added friction winds the coil of the orgasm tighter and tighter. The release will be so sweet. Suddenly he spits on my pussy and the action is so unexpected, but so fucking erotic my breath hitches. The next suck and flicks of his tongue have me come on his tongue and he licks it all up greedily. He licks lazily to help me come down, my breath hitching. He sits up on his knees and starts to unbutton his shirt very slowly, dark eyes piercing mine. When the last button comes undone, his shirt falls open and rewards me with a clear view of his physic. All muscles, perfectly proportioned, flexing with his movement. He bites his lower lip and groans, "Angel, I want to fuck you so hard." I want to give him pleasure too, so I sit up and crawl towards him. I shove the shirt off his shoulders and kiss his chest, my tongue flicking his nipples, and now his breath hitches. My hands move to the button on his pants and undo it, slowly sliding the pants and boxers down over his impressive erection, he springs free and bounces up and down. He helps me remove his clothes and I make him lie down on the bed. I straddle his shins and lean my head towards his length, twitching in anticipation. I close my lips around the underside of the head on his cock and suck. It's the most sensitive spot on a cock and he groans loud and long, "ah fuck, Angel…..", his breath hitches again, because I take him in my mouth completely and he can't finish. I don't tease him and set up a steady rhythm, bobbing up and down on his hard-on. Alternating with deep throats and swallowing, his hips bucking up with every swallow. He puts my hair in a ponytail, his hand acting as the rubber band, and he pulls my head up, before pushing it down again, "suck my cock, Angel. Swallow it whole. " He pulls and pushes, moaning with every hit to the back of my throat, and I swallow again. He hisses and bucks his hips forcefully, forcing him down more. "Angel", he whines breathy, "if you keep doing that, I……..", and he moans again as I swallow him down. Out of nowhere he pulls harder and before I know it, I'm on my back and he hovers over me. His crotch placed against mine, slightly rocking his hips. I sigh at the feeling and smile seductively, wrapping my legs around his waist. He pushes in slowly, "so tight. My Angel, you feels so good around my cock, take all of me", and his pushed himself as far as he can go. He stops and leans his forehead against mine, breathing against my lips, "so fucking sweet", and I squeeze my walls around him, and he shivers and pulls out slowly. The thrust inward is hard and fast, catching me by surprise. His lips find mine as he starts to move, giving my body pleasure and I whine at the feeling, my nails scratching down his back, and he moans into the kiss. An orgasm already building within me at the pleasurable feelings shooting through my body. He sits back on his knees and grabs the top of legs, spreading my legs wider, and lifting me up a little. He’s completely focused on thrusting his cock in and out of me, and he watches himself disappear. The rhythm steady and fast, long hard thrusts hitting that special spot, and every time I see stars. He looks up at me, eyes dark and lustfull, "come on my cock Angel", and at the sinfully plea, I release and the orgasm washes over us. He stops and feels how my walls squeeze his cock repeatedly. His fingers stroking and caressing my skin, helping me through my orgasm. When the walls of my pussy stop squeezing his cock, he puts my legs on his shoulders and leans forward, lifting me more, and he moves his hips, slowly increasing speed. This way he can pound into me harder, and he reaches deeper than before, every time brushing and hitting that spot deep inside. When the next orgasm washes over me he follows right away, moaning loudly, me moaning his name and clutching him to me, holding him tightly. When our breaths are back to normal he slips out of me, rolling to his side. I turn on my side, watching him. He has his eyes closed and has his hand over his heart. "Aren't you glad you brought me breakfast?", I asked him but the voice answering isn't his, both of us looking at the door, "well now I wished, I brought you breakfast." I giggle at Yoongi, he grins wickedly. He comes closer and takes my lips in a searing kiss, igniting the fire again. I pull back, even when I don't want too, and sit up straighter. As much as I want to I can't stay in bed fucking all day. I scoot to the edge and he takes steps back, giving me room. I'm almost past him when he grabs my wrist and pulls me against him, his hands finding my ass straight away, squeezing. My hands are on his chest, and I can feel his heart beating a fast rhythm. He kisses me again, slow and sensual, not exploring or tasting, just feeling. I look at him and caress the bridge of his nose, before giving the tip a small kiss, then walking to my bathroom for a shower. I hear both sigh, watching my backside and I smile. When I come out of the bathroom, both are gone as is the tray with the remains of my breakfast. How sweet. I proceed to dress and make my way downstairs. I don't know what the others are doing but I feel like dancing today. As I open the door to the small dance studio, I hear soft music flowing to me, and to my surprise find Jimin dancing. He doesn't notice me and I quietly slip in and close the door. I slide down and sit, watching him. He's beautiful, when he dances. He's beautiful always, but dancing has that something special. It draws my eyes every time, even when the other dance around him. The music changes and a more hip hop song comes up, changing his moves to sharp and precise instead of graceful and slow. His sexy side comes out naturally when he dances like this, and when he wants to be sexy, it's lethal. I could watch him for hours. I'm so mesmerized I don't hear the footsteps on the other side of the door, and it gets yanked open. I yelp and fall backwards, my head on someone's shoes. My yelp alerted Jimin who stopped dancing to look at us. I look up and Jin looks down at me, "comfortable?", he laughs, "you two alone again."  I look at him, confusion clouding my mind, "what do you mean alone again?", I asked him sitting up. He offers me his hands and I let him pull me up. "Oh nothing special, you two always find each other somehow." I shrug it off, looking at Jimin raising my eyebrows, he grins and shrugs his shoulders. Okay whatever. "What's up?", I ask Jin. "Oh nothing, I'm just a little bored." Rubbing his face with his hand and sighing. "How about we go shopping, normally they close at six, but tonight they stay open till nine." He smiles big at me, "yes please", I look at Jimin, "you in?" He nods and turns off the music, still blaring through the speakers. Jin rounds the others and all tag along. 

Arriving at the mall, we get out of the car and make our way towards the entrance, "how about we meet back here at nine?", I asked the boys. They agree and I greet them goodbye, walking away towards the first shoe store I see. When I turn the corner I see Yoongi and Jimin following me, whispering, heads close together. How cute, I pretend I don't notices them and enter the store. I browse the shop slowly, sometimes stopping and looking closer at a shoe. A shoe catches my eyes and I ask for my size to try them on. While waiting I see Jungkook enter the store and bee-lining straight for Yoongi and Jimin, joining the whispered conversation. They don't see me looking at them and I turn away before I’m found out. The shoes get handed to me and I try them on. I walk around a little and even do a couple dance moves, I want them for dancing anyway. I like them so I switch back to my shoes and look further. When nothing else peaks my interest, I proceed to check out and pay. I leave the store and enter the next one. A favorite of mine, a bookstore, not good. I spend way to much time in here and walk out with a couple of bags more. The next store is casual clothes and I get myself some new pants and shirts, and even a dress I really like. They're still following, stealing looks at me and whispering after. Okay let's play a little and I browse the stores till I find what I'm looking for. A sex shop, and enter. I stay in the front, hidden from view, but mine is unobstructed and I see them looking apprehensive at each other, and around them. Debating whether to enter or not, I can see them shifting feet and eyes flying around at everything. I laugh and go deeper into the store, I look around, and for the time being forget the three boys. It’s not that I need anything, but maybe I can find some very sexy lingerie to try out on the boys. I look for the clothes section and see many very different things, from full out sm get up and gear to innocent school girl costumes. And everything in between. I pick a few sets , and proceed to the changing room to try them on. All look sexy on me, if I say so myself, but I’m no expert, so I don’t know for sure. I decided to take everything and dress in my clothes again and go to pay for them. On my way to check-out a new set is shoved in my face and I take a step back and look around it to see all three with a set in their hands, holding them out to me. I smile when I see they picked none of the ones I already have. I take them from them without saying anything and go back to try these on as well. When I look at who gave me what, I think the styles suit them very well and I like them as well, so it’s a win-win situation. When I got back out, the boys were nowhere to be seen. I pay and leave the store, It’s almost nine at this point so I make my way over to the entrance. When I get there, all the boys are waiting for me, some with bags, others not. We stow everything in the trunk and I drive us home. Because we haven’t eaten, we order pizza when we get home. While waiting for the pizza I store everything I bought today and go back down.

One of the members POV

I got myself some new shoes and hoodies shopping today, Now I’m sitting on the couch, waiting for dinner to arrive. I almost doze off, when I hear music flowing through the house. To get rid of the boredom, waiting for the pizza, and to prevent me from falling asleep, I get up and follow the music to it’s source. It sounds like a violin, and the only one I saw in this house is in the study. I move towards the other side of the house, and the melody gets louder and louder. Just as I arrive, the music stops and I pout, shit too late, it has to be Y/n who played, none of us know how to play. When I turn around, before letting her see me, I hear the first keys of the piano start, and I freeze. The melody is slow and gentle, filled with a sad undertone. Very beautiful, it’s played beautifully as well. When her voice joins the melody, I turn back to the music and let my feet carry me the last steps forwards, so I can see her. Her posture behind the piano is elegant, her beautiful fingers playing the keys smoothly. I don’t understand the lyrics, but her voice is filled with a longing, it flows out of her and fills the room, clinging to her frame. I take my phone and record her playing, I know I should ask first, but it’s purely for my own enjoyment. The others are upstairs and probably don’t hear her and the piano. When the longing in the room reaches me, and fills my whole being, I suddenly understand the lyrics, or at least know the meaning. It’s about a soulmate, feeling my own mark pulsing and shooting pleasure through me. I feel my cock harden and mentally groan. I need to get rid of it before the others show. No, you know what, I don’t care if the others see. I don’t have a problem with them knowing I want her. The song ends and I stop the recording and put my phone away, walking silently back to my spot on the couch. When my ass touches the fabric of the couch, the doorbell rings, pizza’s here. A few moments later Y/n arrives with 12 pizza’s in her arms, I jump up and help her carry them to the table. The doorbell acted as an alert and the others trickled in, settling down at the table. Dinner gets devoured by us, some eating more than others, Jungkook can almost eat two pizzas alone, I don’t know how he does it. Casual conversation flowing between us, with a lot of laughs and jokes. After dinner we clean up, and retreat to the living room. “So who has a bottle?”, Y/n asked wiggling her eyebrows at us. Taehyung has a bottle so fast on the table I didn’t even see him move. Y/n giggles and winks at Taehyung, who winks back, rubbing his hands together and then crossing his fingers. She spins the bottle and before it is completely stopped and pointing to someone, she pulls a tie from her pocket and blindfolds herself. Shit it’s not me, bummer, I wanted to have her tonight, especially after the song I heard and felt. He gets up and takes her hand, he pulls her in front of him, pushing her to walk, and when she does he spanks her ass. She stops, and wiggles her ass, “Do it again?”, she whispers. He does and she moans, making my cock harden more. Some alone time in the shower is required tonight, or maybe I’ll visit her later, I just need to keep a look-out for him when he comes back, so I know she will be alone.

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25 Top Hotel Holiday Events

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25 Top Hotel Holiday Events

Toast the season from the Krug Carnotzet.

While the holidays will be different this year, they can still be jolly. Hotels have come up with a bevy of imaginative and festive activities, including video chats with Santa, private sleigh rides, jingle bell jogs and to-go kits with everything from gingerbread to s’mores.

Whether you plan to stay in or venture out on a staycation, these Forbes Travel Guide-approved hotel activities will fill your holiday with good cheer:

Pair Cheese and Champagne

Cozy up in The Dolder Grand’s Krug Carnotzet, a barrel-shaped pop-up private dining space on the terrace of the Zurich hotel’s Saltz restaurant. Then sip exquisite champagne and warm up with rich, gooey fondue while gazing out at the city.

Zoom with Santa Claus. Credit:

Virtually Visit with Santa

Since social distancing prevents kids from sitting on old St. Nick’s lap, The Houstonian Hotel, Club and Spa set up a video chat with Santa in its Houston ballroom (Dec. 12). The exchange is captured as a video keepsake for parents.

Decorate these oversized houses.

Go Big with Gingerbread

Build a gingerbread village at The Ritz-Carlton, Tysons Corner. Decorate four massive gingerbread houses with icing and sweets while sipping hot chocolate and watching a private screening of your favorite holiday flick in the D.C. hotel’s new Ambassador Movie Theatre Room.

Get ski tips from an Olympian.

Ski with an Olympian

Madeline Hotel and Residences, Auberge Resorts Collection will put you on the slopes with Olympic skier Gus Kenworthy for an hour (Dec. 23-24). Afterward, stop by the Telluride hotel’s new Ski Recovery Lounge, which features Kenworthy’s favorite recovery rituals (like Hyperice and Normatec therapies) and his own cool-down playlist.

Savor more dining options in Deer Valley.

Dine in a Luxe Yurt

On Dec. 21, The St. Regis Deer Valley will debut Yurt Village, three yurts with mahogany latticework, plexiglass stargazing domes, windows overlooking the Wasatch Range and radiant heat. The luxe yurts, which seat eight, will serve lunch, après-ski and dinner.

Sip Fine Wine

The pandemic isn’t stopping the nation’s longest-running food and wine fest. Boston Harbor Hotel’s Boston Wine Festival (January-March) will offer virtual wine dinners Thursdays, and socially distant wine dinners Fridays and Saturdays spotlighting top wine and winemakers from around the world.

Get festive at Chatham Bars Inn.

Shake Up Holiday Libations

Step up your holiday entertaining with the help of Adam Couto, Chatham Bars Inn’s master mixologist. You’ll learn how to make eggnog and holiday grog during hands-on classes in the Cape Cod hotel’s new STARS Mixology Lounge throughout December.

Take a Jingle Jog

Although a canine isn’t required for Montage Palmetto Bluff’s Dec. 24 Jingle Bell Dog Jog 5K, it’s certainly more fun to have one (the South Carolina hotel will provide the bells). After the run, you’ll feel less guilty about indulging in Montage’s Cookie Pop Up Shop.

Send mail to Santa.

Write Letters to Santa

Children checking into Lotte New York Palace or The Towers will receive a postcard to write to Santa and drop into a special onsite mailbox. Later, a personalized response from Santa Claus will magically appear in their rooms.

Ride to Santa’s Workshop

Climb aboard a wagon to visit Santa’s workshop at Salamander Resort & Spa in Middleburg, Virginia, for a socially distanced photo op. After kids share their wishes, they’ll do a festive craft and then enjoy s’mores and hot cocoa at the fire pits.

Explore the terrain by snowshoe.

Embark on a Snowshoe Adventure

Starting in January, trek through the tranquil mountainside during a sunset snowshoe outing courtesy of The Lodge at Blue Sky, Auberge Resorts Collection in Park City. The final destination is a yurt, where mulled wine and fondue will warm you up.

Feed on Festive Flapjacks

Pendry San Diego adapted its annual Pancakes and Pajamas Brunch as a to-go kit, with cooked classic and red velvet pancakes, colorful toppings and a pair of children’s holiday pajamas from P.J. Salvage. Pre-order a kit here and pick it up Dec. 19 at Provisional Kitchen.

Do some yoga in the snow.

Do Some Snowga

Embrace Edgewood Tahoe’s wintry landscape with snowga in the Sierras. Take in the fresh mountain air and relax your mind as instructors take you through poses in an outdoor yoga experience on a patch of beachfront overlooking Lake Tahoe’s icy waters.

Partake in Après-Beach

Snowy destinations don’t have the corner on après experiences. The Ritz-Carlton, South Beach puts a Miami spin on it with Après Beach, a post-beach ritual with Veuve Clicquot and gourmet bites on the Starr Bar overlooking the Atlantic.

Dine in your own bubble.

Stay at a Hotel on Ice

Four Seasons Hotel Washington, D.C. transformed to a “Hotel on Ice,” with heated pop-up ice bubble domes on the patio of Bourbon Steak featuring spirits and champagnes by Moët Hennessy. Meanwhile, kids camp out in ice castles set up in their rooms.

Have a Fun DIY Holiday

Celebrate the season with Terranea Resort’s to-go activity kits. The Kids Club Family Gratitude Boxes is packed with arts and crafts, games, gratitude conversation cards and more. Or opt for the L.A. hotel’s other DIY kits with gingerbread houses, mandala painting, stargazing and s’mores to enjoy around one of the 228 onsite fireplaces.

Meet the man in red in the Santa Suite.

See Santa on the Beach

St. Nick is stopping in at Fairmont Mayakoba, Riviera Maya to visit with little ones in his own Santa Suite, a merry beachside dome. It’s complimentary to chat and take photos with the jolly old elf, but the hotel is collecting donations to aid the local community.

Throw a private Hanukkah celebration

Commemorate the Festival of Lights from the comfort of your accommodations at Ojai Valley Inn. The hotel will deliver a Hanukkah kit with an electric menorah, dreidels and chocolate gelt coins to kickstart your in-room holiday festivities.

Santa ditched the reindeer for a helicopter this year.

Celebrate Christmas Beachside

Forget white Christmases. Beachfront Grand Velas Los Cabos will mark Dec. 25 with Santa swooping in via helicopter, along with sandcastle competitions, cooking classes, sand bikes, an aromatherapy Spa Atelier workshop and private stargazing.

Enjoy a Private Concert

Commodore Perry Estate, Auberge Resorts Collection will grant concertgoers’ Christmas wish with a one-of-a-kind private experience in Austin’s iconic Paramount Theatre. Have a three-course dinner, cocktail experience and theater tour, followed by a screening of a vintage holiday movie or a musical performance.

Get into the holiday spirit in Houston.

Spend Time with Santa

At The Post Oak Hotel at Uptown Houston’s Holiday Workshop (Dec. 12-13), kids can decorate gingerbread houses, listen to carolers, have story time with Santa and nosh on light holiday bites while mom and dad hit the mimosa bar.

The hotel will send you out on a sleigh.

Go Sleigh Riding

Gallivant around Aspen in a horse-drawn carriage with a historian to explore the mining town and learn about its past. Hotel Jerome, Auberge Resorts Collection partnered with the Aspen Historical Society for the private sleigh rides.

Follow up skiing with a seafood spread.

Après-Ski in Tahoe

After day on the slopes and refueling at The Ritz-Carlton, Lake Tahoe’s sumptuous après-ski spread with Moët & Chandon, shrimp cocktail, crab and caviar, revive yourself at the spa with a Ponderosa Pine Winter Body Scrub. Pine bark treats sore muscles, and a creamy exfoliation with local pine salve soothes dry skin.

Create Art

Children are invited to create their own masterpieces at Four Seasons Hotel One Dalton Street, Boston. The hotel will send craft kits to the room, and the Trifecta Trolley will stop by to mix up a holiday-themed mocktail at your door. Parents can order adult libations from the trolley, too.

Rosewood Miramar Beach will feel like home for the holidays.

Admire Bright Holiday Lights

Have a winter getaway at Rosewood Miramar Beach with the Home Sweet Miramar Package, and you’ll get a signature suite with a full-sized tree and decorating kit, an in-suite dinner, customized stockings and family pajamas, and use of the house car for a tour through the area’s best holiday light displays.

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a playlist about a pink-haired boy who fell in love with the boy who was blue

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1. Just Friends by Virginia to Vegas

“So why don’t we go out and get a drink in the west end/ Smoke a cigarette and talk shit about exes/ Take couples shots and see where the night ends/ Stop pretending like we’re friends.”

2. Jealous by Lennon Stella

“Somebody told me that you think/ I’m tryna make you jealous, jealous/I do better things with my time/ Than tryna make you jealous, jealous/Why can’t we move on with our lives.” 

3. Lover by Taylor Swift

“Ladies and gentlemen will you please stand/ with every guitar string scar on my hand/ I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover/ My heart’s been borrowed and yours has been blue/ All’s well that ends well to end up with you/ Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover/And you’ll save all your dirtiest jokes for me/ And at every table I’ll save you a seat, lover.”

4. Let’s Fall in Love for the Night by FINNEAS

“I love it when you talk that nerdy shit/ We’re in our twenties talking thirties shit/ We’re making money but we’re saving it/ ‘Cause talking shit is cheap and we talk a lot of it.” 

5. Adore You by Harry Styles

“I’d walk through fire for you/ Just let me adore you/ Oh, honey/ I’d walk through fire for you/ Just let me adore you/Like it’s the only thing I’ll ever do.”

6. Stuck With U by Justin Bieber ft. Ariana Grande

“So lock the door/ And throw out the key/ Can’t fight this no more/ It’s just you and me/ And there’s nothing I, nothing I, I can do/ I’m stuck with you, stuck with you, stuck with you.”

7. To Build a Home by Cinematic Orchestra

“There is a house built out of stone/ Wooden floors walls and window sills/Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust/This is a place where I don’t feel alone/This is a place where I feel alone.”

8. Honey In the Summer by PUBLIC

“Top down, sunshine/ Part of one inside my ride/ Solo kinda guy, all i got is 4-wheel drive/ highway, date night, record from 1979/ Right turn, green light, ‘Long as I got my ride or die.”

9. Sunflower Vol. 6 by Harry Styles

“ Sunflowers/Sometimes/Keep it sweet in your memory/ I was just tongue-tied/And I don’t wanna make you feel bad/ But I’ve been trying hard not to talk to you/ My sunflower.”

10. Daisies by Katy Perry

“They told me I as out there/ Tried to knock me down/ Took those sticks and stones/ Showed them I could build a house/ They tell me that I’m crazy/ But I’ll never let them change me/ ‘Til the cover me in daisies/ Daisies, daisies.” 

11.Five More Minutes by Jonas Brothers

“Give me five more minutes/ Baby, I’m not finished loving you/ I don’t wanna end it when we’re only just beginning/ Give me five more minutes, ooh yeah.” 

12. Adrenaline by Lauv

“Remembering all those nights/ With your body straight to the sky/ You work me until the morning/ Fall asleep half past nine (A.M.)/ So crazy in love/ Enough was never enough/ Tell me our touch ain’t dull now/ (Tell me our touch ain’t dull now).”

13. Rollercoaster by Jonas Brothers

“It was fun when we were young and now we’re older/ Those Days when we were broke in California/ We were up-and-down and barely made it oer/ But I’d go back and ride that rollercoaster with you.” 

14. If You Ever Want To Be in Love by James Bay

“Wanted to ask if we could have been/ But my tongue wouldn’t break the seal/ You always had something effortless/ At school you were the biggest deal/ Little uirks close and open up/ Time is slipping by/ I’m always thinking ‘bout the two of us/ Replay on my mind/ Always on my mind.” 

15. Tattoos Together by Lauv

“Let’s get tattoos together, something to remember/ If it’s way too soon, fuck it, whateer/ Give me shapes and letters, if it’s not forever/ Then at least we’ll have tattoos together.”

16.Plum by Troye Sivan

“Watching you sleep/ Run my hands through your hair and it’s got me thinking/ What you mean to me/ There’s a chill in the air and a sinking feeling/ Coming over me/ Like bitter tangerine/ Like sirens/ Oh,no.” 

17. Check Yes Juliet by We the Kings

“Check yes Juliet/ I’ll be waiting/ Wishing, wanting/ Yours for the taking/ Just sneak out/ And don’t tell a soul goodbye/ Check yes, Juliet/ Here’s the countdown/ Three, two, one, now fall in my arms/ Now they can change the locks/ Don’t let them change your mind.” 

18. My My My! by Troye Sivan

“Spark up, buzz cut/ I've got my tongue between your teeth/ Go slow, no, no, go fast /You like it just as much as me.”

19. The Sound by The 1975

“You're so conceited, I/ Said "I love you" / What does it matter if I lie to you?/ I don't regret it but I'm glad that we're through/ So don't you tell me that you 'just don't get it'/  'Cause I know you do.”

20. Lucky Strike by Troye Sivan

“And my boy like a queen/ Unlike one you've ever seen/ He knows how to love me better/ A hit of dopamine, higher than I've ever been/ He knows how to love me better'Cause you're safe like spring time/ Short days, long nights, boy/ Tell me all the ways to love you 'Cause you taste like Lucky Strikes/ You drag, I light, boy.”

21. Mean It by Lauv ft. LANY

“Don’t kiss me right now/Don’t tell me that you need me/ Don’t show up at my house/ All caught up in your feelings/ Don’t run me round and round/ Don’t build me up just to let me/ Down, just to let me/ Down, down, down.”

22. Golden by Harry Styles

Golden, golden, golden/ As I open my eyes/ Hold it, focus, hoping/ Take me back to the light/ I know you were way too bright for me/ I'm hopeless, broken /So you wait for me in the sky/ Browns my skin just right.”

23. Right Where You Want Me by Jesse McCartney

“I’m gonna let you have your way with me /But when you move like that it's hard to breathe/ I never thought that it could be like this, but I was wrong/ Baby, don't be gentle, I can handle anything/ Baby, take me on a journey, I've been thinkin' lately/ I could use a little time alone with you /Crazy, let's do something maybe, please don't take your time/ You got me right where you want me.”

24. Take Me to Church by Hozier

“If I'm a pagan of the good times/ My lover's the sunlight/ To keep the Goddess on my side/ She demands a sacrifice/ Drain the whole sea/ Get something shiny/ Something meaty for the main course/ That's a fine looking high horse /What you got in the stable?/ We've a lot of starving faithful/ That looks tasty/ That looks plenty/ This is hungry workTake me to church.”

25. September Told Me by JUICE

“The summer is fading/ And my heart is breaking/ ‘Cause soon we’ll say goodbye/ So get in the car/ Baby bring your guitar/ And we’ll chase the moon tonight/ And I wanna breathe you in/ The air up here so thing/ Your waist, those lips, that face/ Girl I really like this view/ Damn I wasn’t ready/ Didn’t think she’d get me/ Now I wear this heart on my sleeve/ Barefoot in the summer/ Didn’t think I loved her/ Until September told me to leave.” 

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Never Say Goodbye Playlist: Part Three

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Part Three: Reader Recommendations

A Drop In The Ocean - Ron Pope

It's just a drop in the ocean, A change in the weather, I was praying that you and me might end up together, It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert, But I'm holding you closer than most 'cause you are my heaven

All I Want - Kodaline

All I want is nothing more, To hear you knocking at my door, 'Cause if I could see your face once more, I could die a happy man I'm sure, When you said your last goodbye, I died a little bit inside, I lay in tears in bed all night, Alone without you by my side

Always Remember Me - Ry X ft Sara Bareilles

Watch me as I fall, Into the water calling, Watch me as I sink, Into the sea and always remember, Me.

A Thousand Years - Christina Perri

I have died every day waiting for you, Darling, don't be afraid I have loved you, For a thousand years, I'll love you for a thousand more, And all along I believed I would find you, Time has brought your heart to me, I have loved you for a thousand years, I'll love you for a thousand more

At Your Door - Nate Walcott/Mike Mogis ft. Big Harp

And if you be my home, Then I won't need no roof, And I won't need no walls, I need you, And that's all, That's all

Banana Pancakes - Jack Johnson

But the telephone is singing, Ringing, It's too early, Don't pick it up, We don't need to, We got everything, We need right here, And everything we need is enough, Just so easy, When the whole world fits inside of your arms, Do we really need to pay attention to the alarm? Wake up slow, mmm mm, wake up slow

Barbie Bandaids - The Isaacs

And I know, that you're ready to take a step, But I'm not ready for that yet, All I see is my little girl in tears and curls, Watching you grow before my eyes, Letting you go one Barbie bandaid at a time.

Barefoot And Bruised - Jamestown Story

Maybe when your sky comes crashing down, I can be your angel on the ground, If you get tired and can't go on I will carry you along, when the rocks below your feet wear out your shoes, when you're barefoot and bruised

Beautiful Boy - Coleen McMahon (Chapter: 62)

Today you’re gone, Today you left me, You left me for heaven, I’m on my knees, Crying and begging, Please let me be dreaming

Better Love - Green River Ordinance

When I set out for ruined lands, Shadows heavy where I stand, You took death and called me friend, I can't find a better love 

Boys In The Street - Greg Holden

When I was younger, My daddy told me I would never, Never amount to nothing special, He'd come at me from every angle, He'd say You're the last thing I wanted the last thing I need, How am I gonna answer when my friends tell me, My son was kissing boys in the street

Butterfly Kisses - Westlife

Butterfly kisses after bed time prayer, Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair, Walk beside the pony daddy, it's my first ride, I know the cake looks funny daddy, But I sure tried, Oh with all that I've done wrong I must have done something right, To deserve a hug every morning, And butterfly kisses at night

Bright - Echosmith

Did you see that shooting star tonight? Were you dazzled by the same constellation? Did you and Jupiter conspire to get me? I think you and the Moon and Neptune got it right 'Cause now I'm shining bright (oh) so bright, And I get lost (oh) in your eyes

Burning House - Cam

The flames are getting bigger now, In this burning house, I can hold on to you somehow, In this burning house, Oh, and I don't wanna wake up, In this burning house

Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol

If I lay here, If I just lay here, Would you lie with me and just forget the world? I don't quite know, How to say, How I feel. Those three words, Are said too much, They're not enough

Christmas And Me Are  Through - Your Vegas

Laugh a little louder, Sing a little prouder, See you in the Rose and Crown, We'll raise a glass to this old town, Home is where the heart is, The end is where the start is, Have a happy holiday, Remember, boy, to smile when you frown, Out by the old church I can hear them sing, Long live the king

Close Your Eyes - Michael Buble

So close your eyes, Let me tell you all the reasons why babe, You're never going to have to cry baby, Because you're one of a kind, Yeah, here's to you, You're the one that always pulls us through, You always do what you got to do babe, 'Cause you're one of a kind., You're the reason why I'm breathing, With a little look my way, You're the reason that I'm feeling, It's finally safe to stay

Cold Is The Night - The Oh Hellos

Steady is the hand that's come to terms, With the lessons it has had to learn, I've seen the things that I must do, But Lord, this road is meant for two, So I am waiting here for you

Colors - Halsey

Everything is blue, His pills, his hands, his jeans, And now I'm covered in the colors, Pulled apart at the seams

Comatose - Skillet

Oh how I adore you, Waking up to you never felt so real, Oh how I thirst for you, Waking up to you never felt so real, Oh how I adore you, ohhhh. The way you make me feel, Waking up to you never felt so real

Come Home - OneRepublic ft Sara Bareilles

Come home, Come home, ‘Cause I’ve been waiting for you, For so long, For so long, Right now there's a war between the vanities, But all I see is you and me, The fight for you is all I’ve ever known, Ever known, So come home, Come home

Control - Halsey

I paced around for hours, on empty, I jumped at the slightest of sounds, And I couldn't stand the person inside me, I turned all the mirrors around, I'm bigger than my body, I'm colder than this home, I'm meaner than my demons, I'm bigger than these bones

Could I Have This Dance - Anne Murray

As we move together, I knew forever, you're all I'll ever need, Could I have this dance, for the rest of my life, Could you be my partner every night, when we're together, it feels so right, Could I have this dance for the rest of my life

Cross That Line - Joshua Radin (Chapter: 1)

Every time I lose myself I find, I'm left alone but you need to know, For you I'd break these walls, I'd choose to fall, I'm going to cross that line for you, I don't know the right way, wonder what you'd say if I let go

Dark Horse - Foy Vance

Hold me dark and hold me light, Hold me wrong and hold me right, Hope is a sword with both sides as sharp, As the other as sharp as the other, And it cuts you of course and it cuts to the heart 

Dear Sophie - Tim Halperin

Looking at you from my eyes to my heart, I knew that I loved you right from the start. You're lying there as still as could be, you open your eyes and you look back at me. So go on and dream as big as the sea but dont let the tide take you too far from me. Well go on and find who you wanna be and know that my love for you will never leave.

Don’t Forget Where You Belong - One Direction

I feel like I'm dreaming. Oh, so I know, I know, I know, I know that I'm never leaving. No, I won't go. Don't forget where you belong–home. Don't forget where you belong–home. If you ever feel alone–don't. You were never on your own. And the proof is in this song.

Drive - Halsey

Your laugh, echoes down the hallway, Carves into my hollow chest, spreads over the emptiness, It's bliss, It's so simple but we can't stay, Over analyze again, would it really kill you if we kissed, All we do is drive, All we do is think about the feelings that we hide, All we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign, Sick and full of pride, All we do is drive

Even My Dad Does Sometimes - Ed Sheeran

So live life like you're giving up, Cause you act like you are, Go ahead and just live it up, Go on and tear me apart, It's alright to shake, Even my hand does sometimes, So inside we rage, Against the dying of the light, It's alright to say that deaths the only thing you haven't tried, But just for today, Hold on, So live life like you're giving up, Cause you act like you are, Go ahead and just live it up, Go on and tear me apart, Hold on

Fight Song - Rachel Platten

And all those things I didn't say, Wrecking balls inside my brain, I will scream them loud tonight, Can you hear my voice this time?

Footprints In The Sand - Leona Lewis (Chapter: 48)

I see my life, Flash across the sky, So many times have I been so afraid, And just when I, I thought I'd lost my way, You gave me strength to carry on, That's when I heard you say, I promise you, I'm always there, When your heart is filled with sorrow and despair, And I'll carry you, When you need a friend, You'll find my footprints in the sand

For You - Gavin James

Well maybe I don't give up easily, And I know this is hard to see, But I wish time would slow down, So I could keep your heart around , If I can make you stay another day, I'll wait another day for you, and for you

Fun - Troye Sivan

Let's go have fun, you and me in the old Jeep, Ride around town with our rifles on the front seat, Fun, you and me in the Middle East, Shooting at rocks, bullets cocked in the midday

Gasoline - Halsey

Well my heart is golden, my hands are cold, Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me? Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me? Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me? Pointing fingers cause you'll never take the blame like me?

Ghost - Banners

All the ghosts, They float, float around us, How they turned all our dreams into dust, This ain't your mother, But darling there was no spark, left for us, We wonder part too, But lost I was, And now I know that here, here I am, Oh and here, here I am, Oh, hard to believe, It's said and done, hard to believe, It's not dead and gone, I want to believe, On this world and in this world, but I just can't, Convince myself

Goodbye - The Sweeplings

Trust me sweetheart I’ll be here, When the star light fades, right alongside you, I’ll bring you back from anywhere, If you’ll do the same, there’s no end here, I’m not willing to lose you, I’m not willing to say goodbye

Good In Goodbye - Carie Underwood

As bad as it was, as bad as it hurt, I thank God I didn’t get what I thought that I deserved, Sometimes life leads you down a different road, When you’re holding on to someone that you gotta let go, Someday you’ll see the reason why, Sometimes, yeah, sometimes, there’s good in goodbye 

Guiding Light - Foy Vance ft Ed Sheeran

But there's a sign ahead, though I think it's the same one again, and I'm thinking 'bout my only friend,and so I find my way home. When I need to get home, you're my guiding light, you're my guiding light.

Happily Ever After - He Is We

Oh, happily ever after, wouldn’t you know, wouldn’t you know. Oh, skip to the ending, who’d like to know, I’d like to know. Author of the moment, can you tell me, do I end up, do I end up happy?

Harbour Lights -  A Silent Film

You and I know I had to leave, And the harbour lights, I cannot see, But you were my rock never my stepping stone. I held my tongue, I turn on my heels, I couldn't look back. I want you to know, That you were my rock never my stepping stone.

Hello - Adele

Hello, it's me, I was wondering if after all these years you'd like to meet, To go over everything, They say that time's supposed to heal ya, But I ain't done much healing, Hello, can you hear me, I'm in California dreaming about who we used to be, When we were younger and free, I've forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet

Helplessly - Tatiana Manaois

See you distract me, but I'm distracted without you. I don't know how to focus baby teach me how to. Cause I'm standing still again, But if you love me, just like the way that I love you, I wouldn't mind a little comforting from you. Why do I let you in my head?

Here With Me - Dido

Oh I am what I am, I'll do what I want, But I can't hide, I won't go, I won't sleep, I can't breathe, Until you're resting here with me, I won't leave, I can't hide, I cannot be, Until you're resting here with me

Here With You - Jake Nauta (Chapter: 95)

Part of me wants to love you,  Part of me knows I can't. A part of me is trying, But part of me isn't there. I don't want to hurt you,  But I know I will. A part of me wonders if you'll love me still. 

Higher - The Naked And Famous

Higher, higher, Tonight we raise the dead, Tonight we bury this in fire, fire, Under the shape of years, And the weight that brought us here 

Hold Each Other - A Great Big World ft Futuristic

I know that we've been through a lot, I know that we both grew up, You know I missed you a lot, When I was young I was dumb, Didn't think you'd fit in my plot, And I appreciate the break because I love what we got now, You give me chills and I can't imagine you leaving, If I could build a perfect person honestly you would be it, And you know nobody knows you like I know you, I can't wait to come back home so I can hold you

Home - Edward Sharpe And The Magnetic Zeros

Laugh until we think we'll die, Barefoot on a summer night, Never could be sweeter than with you, And in the streets you run afree, Like it's only you and me, Geez, you're something to see.

How Could You Leave - Jamestown Story

These days I spend home alone, And replay all of our songs I'm praying you miss me too, Breezeways where we walked alone, Teach me you still ain't home, I'm doubting you miss me too 

Human - Christina Perri

But I'm only human, And I bleed when I fall down, I'm only human, And I crash and I break down, Your words in my head, knives in my heart, You build me up and then I fall apart, 'Cause I'm only human

I Don’t Dance - Lee Brice

No, I don't dance, but here I am, Spinning you round and round in circles, It ain't my style, but I don't care, I'd do anything with you anywhere, Guess you got me in the palm of your hand, girl, Cause, I don't dance, Ohhh, I don't dance

I Don’t Know What I Can Save You From (Röyksopp Remix) - Kings Of Convenience

You called me after midnight, must have been three years since we last spoke, I slowly tried to bring back, the image of your face from the memories so old, I tried so hard to follow, but didn't catch the half of what had gone wrong, said "I don't know what I can save you from”.

If I Could Fly - One Direction

If I could fly, I'd be coming right back home to you, I think I might give up everything, just ask me to, Pay attention, I hope that you listen cause I let my guard down, Right now I'm completely defenseless, For your eyes only, I show you my heart, For when you're lonely and forget who you are, I'm missing half of me when we're apart, Now you know me, for your eyes only, For your eyes only

I Found - Amber Run

I'll use you as a focal point, So I don't lose sight of what I want, I've moved further than I thought I could, But I miss you more than I thought I would, I'll use you as a warning sign, That if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind, I found love where it wasn't supposed to be, Right in front of me, Talk some sense to me

I Know You Care - Ellie Goulding

And know it wasn't always wrong, But I've never known a winter so cold, Now I don't warm my hands in your coat, But I still hope, 'Cause this is how things ought to have been, And I know the worst of it wasn't all that it seemed, Why can't I dream, Why can't I dream

Invisible Thread - Matt Gould/Griffin Matthews

Learn all I can, So when he comes to home, I'll be a better man, There is a long invisible thread, That wraps around my heart, And wraps around your head It tightens its grip, When things go unsaid, And I can't break free

I Want You To Live - George Canyon (Chapter: 36)

I want you to live, I want you to love, I want you to go on and not give up, I want you to live, I want you to try, I want you to know that I’m alright, I want you to fall in love again, I wanna see you smile again and again, I want you to live

I Was So Sure - Former Vandal

All these voices reach as high, But they still can't drown the sound, Of me knowing this is all my fault, We're still too young, this is too much, But I still know that there must, Have been something that I could have done

I Will Be There - Odessa

If you ever need someone, To just love you, If you ever need someone, To simply adore you, I will be there, Standing by your side, I will be there, Standing by your side

I Won’t Forget - Greg Holden

Now I finally see the way it is, I was a fool not to reveal the way I lived, But I won’t forget the days I lived in fear, And I’ll hold on to the memory no matter how severe, I won’t forget the days I lived in fear

I Wouldn’t Mind - He Is We

Forever is a long time, But I wouldn't mind spending it by your side, Carefully we're placed for our destiny, You came and you took this heart, and set it free, Every word you write or sing is so warm to me, so warm to me, I’m torn, I’m torn to be right where you are, I’m not afraid, anymore, I’m not afraid

Keep You With Me - Hot Chelle Rae

Days go by, And yeah I've always got you on my mind, oh, Cause I keep you with me, I say your name, I can’t touch you but it feels the same, oh, Gotta keep you with me 

Killing Me Softly With His Song - Roberta Flack (Chapter: 40)

Strumming my pain with his fingers, Singing my life with his words, Killing me softly with his song, Killing me softly with his song, Telling my whole life with his words, Killing me softly with his song

Letters From War - Mark Schultz

He said "Mom I'm following orders, From all of your letters, And I've come home again", He ran into hold her, And dropped all his bags on the floor, Holding all of her letters from war

Let Them Be Little - Lonestar

I can remember when you fit in the palm of my hand, Felt so good in it, no bigger than a minute, How it amazes me, you're changing with every blink, Faster than a flower blooms they grow up all too soon

Life Is Beautiful - Vega4

When you run away from harm, Will you run back into my arms? Like you did when you were young, Will you come back to me?

Like I’m Gonna Lose You - Meghan Trainor ft John Legend

So I'm gonna love you, Like I'm gonna lose you, I'm gonna hold you, Like I'm saying goodbye wherever we're standing, I won't take you for granted 'cause we'll never know when, When we'll run out of time so I'm gonna love you, Like I'm gonna lose you, I'm gonna love you like I'm gonna lose you

Love Me Now - John Legend

I don't know who's gonna kiss you when I'm gone, So I'm gonna love you now, like it's all I have, I know it'll kill me when it's over, I don't wanna think about it, I want you to love me now 

Magnet - Jilian Linklater ft. Dan Storm

I’ve felt love before, It’s always left me wanting so much more, But all I’ll ever need is holding onto me, Cause your love is like a magnet, And I dont want to resist it, What’s the point in acting like I don’t feel it 

March: Hills To Climb - Tim Myers

Dreaming of a view, From an empire in the sky, Golden gates can wait, Where the dust comes back to life, and the sins of time will ship, and the rivers heaven flow, When our hearts grow tired and cold, there's a strength to letting go

Marry You - Bruno Mars

Cause it's a beautiful night, We're looking for something dumb to do. Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you. Is it the look in your eyes, Or is it this dancing juice? Who cares baby, I think I wanna marry you.

My Heart Will Go On - Celine Dion

Every night in my dreams, I see you, I feel you, That is how I know you go on, Far across the distance, And spaces between us, You have come to show you go on, Near, far, wherever you are, I believe that the heart does go on, Once more you open the door, And you're here in my heart, And my heart will go on and on

My Love - Sia

You gave it all, Gave into the call, You took a chance and, You took a fall for us, You came thoughtfully, Loved me faithfully, You taught me honor, You did it for me, Today you will sleep away, You will wait for me, my love

Nana - The 1975

I wish you'd walk in again, Imagine if you just did, I'd fill you in on the things you missed, Oh sleepless knight, a grown up man dressed in white, Who I thought might just save your life, But he couldn't, so you died

Need Somebody - Beatie Wolfe

When I grow old please stay by me as I fade, And if I grow cold please be the flame that holds the faith, Don't you know we need somebody, just somebody to take our hand, Don't you know we need somebody, somebody who will understand 

Never Gonna Give You Up - Rick Astley

We've known each other for so long, Your heart's been aching, but, You're too shy to say it, Inside, we both know what's been going on, We know the game and we're gonna play it, And if you ask me how I'm feeling, Don't tell me you're too blind to see, Never gonna give you up, Never gonna let you down, Never gonna run around and desert you, Never gonna make you cry, Never gonna say goodbye, Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Never Grow Up - Taylor Swift

Your little hand's wrapped around my finger, And it's so quiet in the world tonight, Your little eyelids flutter cause you're dreaming, So I tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light, To you everything's funny, you got nothing to regret, I'd give all I have, honey, If you could stay like that, Oh darling, don't you ever grow up, Don't you ever grow up, just stay this little, Oh darling, don't you ever grow up, Don't you ever grow up, it could stay this simple, I won't let nobody hurt you, won't let no one break your heart, And no one will desert you, Just try to never grow up

Now That I’ve Found You - Paul McDonald ft. Nikki Reed

You mean everything to me, my dear, I see you in my thoughts, and I hear you in my sleep, And now that I’ve found you, Now that I’ve got you, I’ve got everything 

One Step Ahead - A Great Big World

How could I ever be enough? Worthy of someone else's love? All of my hang-ups and all of my fears, You made them all disappear, One step ahead of me, You saw what we could be, How did you know, down in your bones that I'd come around?

Photograph - Ed Sheeran

We keep this love in a photograph, We made these memories for ourselves, Where our eyes are never closing, Hearts are never broken, Times forever frozen still, So you can keep me, Inside the pocket, Of your ripped jeans, Holdin' me closer, 'Til our eyes meet, You won't ever be alone, Wait for me to come home

Pick Your Head Up - Cody Qualls

Pick your head up, It’s criminal what you can do to do yourself when you’re not feeling the part of you that’s fed up, I’ve the judgement that I’m not enough, And I’m sick and tired of being “not enough” 

Pink Cloud - Pegboard Nerds ft. Max Collins

I don't care if they talking about us ... no, I don't care if they put us down... no, I don't care if the sky falls around us, We're riding on a pink cloud 

Please Don’t Go - Joel Adams (Chapter: 126)

Most nights I pray for you to come home, Praying to the Lord, Praying for my soul, Now please don't go, Most nights I hardly sleep when I'm alone, Now please don't go, oh no, I think of you whenever I'm alone, So please don't go

Pretending - Cory Monteith & Lea Michele

Will we ever say the words we're feeling, Reach down underneath it, Tear down all the walls, Will we ever have a happy ending, Or will we forever only be pretending, We will always be pretending 

Returning Soldier - Vexento

Roman Holiday - Halsey

We'll be looking for sunlight, Or the headlights, Till our wide eyes burn blind, We'll be lacing the same shoes, That we've worn through, To the bottom of the line, And we know that we're headstrong, And our heart's gone, And the timing's never right, But for now let's get away, On a Roman holiday

Ronan - Taylor Swift

What if I'm standing in your closet trying to talk to you? What if I kept the hand-me-downs you won't grow into? And what if I really thought some miracle would see us through? What if the miracle was even getting one moment with you? Come on baby with me, we're gonna fly away from here

Run - Snow Patrol

And I can barely look at you, But every single time I do, I know we'll make it anywhere, Away from here, Light up, light up, As if you have a choice, Even if you cannot hear my voice, I'll be right beside you dear

Run Away With Me - Carly Rae Jepsen (Chapter: 74)

Oh baby, take me to the feeling, I'll be your sinner, in secret, When the lights go out, Run away with me, Run away with me, Oh baby, every single minute, I'll be your hero, I'm willing, When the lights go out, Run away with me, Run away with me

Safe And Sound - Sam Tsui/Kurt Schneider

Don't you dare look out your window darling, Everything's on fire, The war outside our door keeps raging on, Hold onto this lullaby, Even when the music's gone, Gone, Just close your eyes, The sun is going down. You'll be alright, No one can hurt you now, Come morning light, You and I'll be safe and sound

Saturn - Sleeping At Last

You taught me the courage of stars before you left. How light carries on endlessly, even after death. With shortness of breath, you explained the infinite. How rare and beautiful it is to even exist.

Save A Place For Me - Matthew West

Save a place for me, save a place for me, I'll be there soon, I'll be there soon, Save a place for me, save some grace for me, I'll be there soon, I'll be there soon

Shut Up (And Sleep With Me) - Sin With Sebastian

Don't you listen to those old conventions, No try to suppress your real intentions, You're open minded, at least that's what you keep on sayin', Don't be afraid of doing what you're best at, Shut up and sleep with me, Come on, why don't you sleep with me?

Sing For Me - Yellowcard

Look at me and listen close, So I can tell you how I feel before I go, Just a year, it's not much time, For me to show you I am proud that you are mine, I wish I had known the future in my heart, Was just about to start, Say tomorrow, I can't follow you there, Just close your eyes

Sinking Deep - Hillsong Young & Free

I'm wide awake, drawing close, stirred by grace, And all my heart is yours, All fear removed, I breathe you in, I lean into, Your love, oh, your love

Soldiers - Vexento

Somewhere Only We Know - Lily Allen

Oh simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old and I need something to rely on, And if you have a minute why don't we go, Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything, So why don't we go, Somewhere only we know?

Standing Outside The Fire - Face

Life is not tried, it is merely survived, If you're standing outside the fire, There's this love that is burning, Deep in my soul, Constantly yearning to get out of control, Wanting to fly higher and higher, I can't abide, Standing outside the fire

Stars - Grace Potter And The Nocturnals

And I can't look at the stars, They make me wonder where you are, Stars, up on heaven's boulevard, And if I know you at all, I know you've gone too far, So I, I can't look at the stars.

Super Trouper - ABBA

Facing twenty thousand of your friends, How can anyone be so lonely, Part of a success that never ends, Still I'm thinking about you only, (Still I'm thinking about you only), There are moments when I think I'm going crazy, (Think I'm going crazy), But it's gonna be alright, (You'll soon be changing everything), Everything will be so different, When I'm on the stage tonight

Talk Me Down - Troye Sivan

I wanna sleep next to you, But that's all I wanna do right now, And I wanna come home to you, But home is just a room full of my safest sounds, Cause you know that I can't trust myself with my 3AM shadow, I'd rather fuel a fantasy than deal with this alone

Teenage Dream - Katy Perry

My heart stops, When you look at me, Just one touch, Now baby I believe, This is real, So take a chance and, Don't ever look back, Don't ever look back

That Kind Of Love - Max Schneider

Give me that kind of love that makes the hair stick straight up upon your neck, The kind you give your life for this like Montagues and Capulets, Don't need to live forever, Growing old with you is much better, Just give me 

The Call - Regina Spektor

Just because everything's changing, Doesn't mean it's never been this way before, All you can do is try to know who your friends are, As you head off to the war, Pick a star on the dark horizon and follow the light, You'll come back when it's over, No need to say goodbye

The Light Behind Your Eyes - My Chemical Romance

Sometimes we must grow stronger and, You can be stronger when I'm gone, When I’m here, no longer, You must be stronger and, If I could be with you tonight, I would sing you to sleep, Never let them take the light behind your eyes, I failed and lost this fight, Never fade in the dark, Just remember you will always burn as bright

The Men That Drive Me Places - Ben Rector

Oh isn't that just the way it goes, You're dealt a good hand and you get celebrated, Oh how am I the only one who knows, I'm half the man of the men that drive me places, And now everything's not given, I work hard to make my living, But I'll give credit where I think credits due, Maybe you got dealt a good hand, Maybe you play it the best that you can, But I don't know how far you'd walk without those cards

These Colours Don’t Run - Iron Maiden (Chapter: 50)

It's the same in every country, When you say you're leaving, Left behind the loved ones, Waiting silent in the hall, Where you're going lies adventure, others only dream of, Red and green light this is real, and so you go to war

They Don’t Need To Understand - Andy Black

What made me tough almost killed me, At least that's how I remember the story, Over the years I've forgotten how it was, But I survived and I won't walk down, The same old road that they all followed, It only leads to a life not meant for me

Thinkin Bout You - Frank Ocean

Yes, of course, I remember, how could I forget (how could I forget)? How you feel (how you feel)? You know you were my first time (time). A new feel, It won't ever get old, not in my soul, Not in my spirit, keep it alive (spirit, keep it alive), We'll go down this road, 'Til it turns from color to black and white

This Is Why I Need You - Jesse Ruben

Cause you make the darkness less dark, You make the edges less sharp, You make the winter feel warmer, You make my weakness less weak, You make the bottom less deep, You make the waiting feel shorterm You make my crazy feel normal, every time, You are the who, love is the what, this is the why

Till I Hurt You - Grace Weber

Last night I had a dream we were together, But I woke up to an empty hollow room, Did I help you build these walls we have between us? Or did it creep up like the blood beneath the bruise? And I never knew who I was- till I met you, And I never knew what love was- till you held me the whole night through, And I never knew what hurt was- till I hurt you.

Time To Go - Keane

Where there's nowhere to hide, From what's broken inside, A faultline rips right open, Under the wide wide ocean's tide, Under the wide wide ocean, Maybe it's time to go, Maybe it's time we went, You're making a spectacle, Maybe it's time we left

Truce - Twenty One Pilots

Stay alive, stay alive for me. You will die, but now your life is free, Take pride in what is sure to die.

True Colors - Zedd ft Tim James

All my life, one page at a time, I'll show you my, my true colors, No I won't apologize for the fire in my eyes, Let me show you my, my true colors, it ain't no rainbow

Unraveling - Liz Longley (Chapter: 67)

I've been tearing through boxes on nights I can't sleep, Searching for memories of who she used to be

Waiting - Aquilo

Waiting for you darling, Waiting for the word, Waiting for you darling, Just say it and nothing will stand in my way

Waiting For Superman - Daughtry

She’s talking to angels, Counting the stars, Making a wish on a passing car, She’s dancing with strangers, She’s falling apart, Waiting for Superman to pick her up, In his arms, yeah, in his arms, yeah, She’s waiting for Superman... 

Weight Of Living, Pt. I - Bastille

Stepping forward out into the day, Shrugging off the dust and memory, Though it's soaring still above your head, It is out of sight and none shall see, Oooh there's a light

We’re A Miracle - Christina Aguilera (Chapter: 48)

You and me, we're a miracle; meant to be, And nothing can change it, Mountains move, And oceans part, When they are standing in our way, You and me, we're a miracle; Angels stand watching over, And heaven shines upon us, everyday

West - Sleeping At Last

Time moves slow, When half of your heart has yet to come home. Every minute’s adding up, And leaving a mark on us. I can’t get you out of my mind. I can’t get you out of my mind. I can’t get you out of my mind. I solemnly swear, I swear that I’ll never try.

West Coast - Coconut Records (Chapter: 50)

We both go together if one falls down, Yeah, right, heh, I talk out loud like you're still around, Oh, no, no, And I miss you, I'm goin' back home to the West Coast, I wish you would've put yourself in my suitcase, I love you, Standin' all alone in a black coat, I miss you, I'm goin' back home to the West Coast

What Side Of Love - Parachute

It can make you feel you're bulletproof, Or can cut you down with the smallest truth, Sometimes it can take control, Sometimes it just lets you go, Ooh, lets you go

What’s Up - 4 Non Blondes

And so I cry sometimes, When I'm lying in bed, Just to get it all out, What's in my head, And I, I am feeling a little peculiar, And so I wake in the morning, And I step outside, And I take a deep breath and I get real high, And I scream from the top of my lungs, What's going on

When You Say Nothing At All - Alison Krauss

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me, There's a truth in your eyes sayin' you'll never leave me, The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall, You say it best when you say nothing at all 

Wherever You Are - Angus & Julia Stone

Driving around that town, Where you've been before, And we're like the kids from Candy, Kissing in the grocery store, And there's nowhere else to be, I could live in your old car, With the broken stereo, I want to be wherever, Wherever you are

Who We Are - Tristan Prettyman

I believe in something more, All the days that came before, Led us right to where we are, Right to where we are, It’s all written in the stars, We’ve already come so far, And we can’t change who we are

Why Not - Jonsi

Willow - Jasmine Thompson

I wouldn’t leave you, I would hold you, When the last day comes, What if you need me, Won’t you hold me, On the last day, our last day, Somewhere the timing will all come together, The mishaps will turn into sunny Decembers, The lovers will be able to find their willow

Winds Of Change - Vance Joy

Oh, you went running with my heart, And it's a long, long, long way back, And this right here, well it just ain't living, Oh, I want you to come back, Well I've been alone far too long, When are you coming home, my love? Well I've been alone far too long, When are you coming home, my love? My love

Without You - Mariah Carey

I can't live, If living is without you, I can't live, I can't give anymore, I can't live, If living is without you, I can't give, I can't give anymore

With You - Sharon Dee Clarke

Those unfinished conversations, We used to have still speak to me, And I write you letters every day, That I’ll never send and you’ll never see, All this wishful thinking, Gets me nowhere I can’t stay, Though my heart is broken, It keeps breaking every day 

You - Lost Kings ft. Katelyn Tarver

I can't get enough, We got the future, but in the past, Good and the bad, making it last, We are what I want and I want what I already got 

Your Song - Ellie Goulding

Anyway the thing is what I really mean, Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen, And you can tell everybody this is your song, It may be quite simple, but now that it's done, I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind that I put down in words, How wonderful life is now you're in the world

21 Guns - Green Day

When it's time to live and let die, And you can't get another try, Something inside this heart has died, You're in ruins, One, 21 Guns, Lay down your arms, Give up the fight, One, 21 Guns, Throw up your arms into the sky

[dcnativegal]

In which Jane turns 60 in the desert

Thursday, July 25th, 2019 was the first day that we were all together, everyone present. On Wednesday, my cousin Targ (a nickname created from “Margaret”) and her mother, my aunt, my father’s only sibling, Mary Lee Lincoln McIntyre, had arrived in a rental car from Eugene airport and checked into a cabin at Summer Lake Hot Springs. My sister, Elizabeth Lincoln, drove my kids, Jonah and Clara, and two of her kids, Yuuki and Makoto, and her husband Jim, up from Reno, arriving just after noon. My cousin, Julie McIntyre, drove with her son, Shayden, all the way from Tucson, AZ.  Valerie’s youngest, Arden, and his partner Maggie drove in from the Willamette Valley, and Valerie’s sister Karen arrived on Thursday from Chiloquin. Karen left on Friday, having to prepare a sermon for Sunday, so by Saturday morning, this was the assembled crew:

We had a more serious portrait shot but I tend to prefer the ‘act goofy’ photos. I look like a zombie, well fed after the apocalypse, Valerie is simply laughing. Mary Lee, age 86, is clearly game for anything. Yuuki is doing a pose. Maggie is blowing bubbles. Everyone was a good sport.

Months ago, realizing I was headed to the end of my 60th year on earth, I decided to invite the descendants of Ruth and Henry Lincoln to the Oregon Outback, Great Basin, High Desert land of Paisley to celebrate the fact of my existence. Not all could come, but a surprising number did. And the two relations of Valerie who were easily able to join us, got to meet more of my peeps.

That Thursday, we enjoyed a Mexican themed dinner, accommodating the vegan and the beef-eating, the gluten free and the ‘organic-only.’  Since July 25th was the day I decided would be my designated birthday with everyone as my captive audience, we played “Vertellis.”  It’s a Dutch card game that’s pretty simple: four rounds are organized into individual and group questions. I picked two categories of individual questions: Looking back on the year, what was good, crazy, interesting… and, looking forward to next year, what do you plan, hope for, find challenging? Everyone picks a card with a question, and you answer as honestly as you wish when it’s your turn.

I highly recommend https://vertellis.com/ for gatherings of people you don’t regularly see, especially around holidays. The answers can be hilarious, revelatory, and touching. When Valerie drew a card about picking something from the past year that she regretted, she told us: “I should have bought that primer bulb for the weed whacker way sooner!” Ever the practical gal, that Valerie! Clara hopes that the immigration hearing goes well for her husband, Jose. The answers spanned quite a range, and helped us to know each other a little bit better.

Why do we gather relatives only for funerals and weddings?  Or for old people’s 90th birthdays? Why not age 60?

I did feel selfish about the whole thing, off and on. My family had to spend money on the flights, the rental cars, and then the cabins at Summer Lake Hot Springs. My friend and coworker, JD, and his husband Joey lent me their RV camper, so 4 of the young’uns could sleep in that for nothing’. There were 4 Lincoln/McIntyre/Matteuccis and 4 Lincoln/Frey/Saitohs in each cabin. There was a lovely symmetry to the housing. The inside of the cabins has a southwest, rustic feel:

They are not air conditioned, and it was quite hot during the day, although as we say out west, at least ‘it’s a dry heat.’  Here in the desert, it is also very dusty. Thank goodness the temperatures cool off at night to around 50 degrees F, and there’s almost always a breeze.

There are the fabulous hot springs pools, too: here is the pool house at dusk, run through a filter:

We managed to escape the heat by going to the swimming hole in the Chewaucan River, which I’d never been to. The water is cool but not freezing, and clear, so that I could sit in a shallow spot and pick out flat rocks for Clara to skip. Even my aunt went, situated in a camp chair, safe from the water, and an elderly chihuahua named Uddha came, too. He stayed well away from the watery fracas.

Valerie and Uddha

Mary Lee and Uddha

 Someone stacked rocks in a lovely sculptural way:

We spent Friday schlepping to Picture Rock Pass to look at the petroglyphs, and then to Crack in the Ground, where I’d been wanting to go. That place is magical. Aunt Mary Lee sat comfortably in the shade on the picnic bench while the rest of us went one way or another, deep into the crevasses. My cousin’s son Shayden is a confident free climber and scaled all the way to the surface. We breathed in the moist, cool air and reveled in curious rock formations.

Shayden at Crack in the Ground

Where did this fern blow in from? Way to the west? I salute you, brave, flying little fern.

Looks like a path in the Holy Land, or a Roman ruin….

 “Crack in the Ground is a volcanic fissure that formed at the western boundary of a small graben underlying the Four Craters Lava Field. The Crack and lava field were recently dated at about 14,000 years old. The fissure is about 2 miles long and 70 feet deep, and disappears into lake sediments at its southern end. Therefore, this supports an interpretation that Lake Fort Rock rose no higher than this level in the last 14,000 years.”  http://www.fortrockoregon.com/Crack.html

Although impressing my family with the gorgeousness of high desert Eastern Oregon was deeply satisfying, the best part of the visit was the conversations. Family lore was reviewed by Mary Lee, who lived it, and Elizabeth, who brought a copy of a bound books she had made of her genealogy research on the Lincolns and the Smiths (my mother’s side.) Jonah was asked about The Future of Film, and Makoto shared that he’s looking forward to his semester in Japan where he can improve his Japanese and get a bit more feeling about the land of his father’s ancestors. I didn’t actually have any deep conversations. I felt a little bit like a bride: everyone’s gathered here to see me (and my beloved), and my job is to play my role and make sure everyone has enough seltzer to drink, and a comfy clean pillow. It was enough to create the event of gathering: I hope to continue conversations with my sister, cousins, and children by phone with more depth now that we’ve seen each other in the flesh.

 The family came in from Brooklyn, DC, Philadelphia, Virginia, Delaware, Albuquerque and Tucson, all very urban places. The empty expanses, and the star lit night sky, will surely stay with our visitors. Arden, Valerie’s youngest, was a firefighter in Lake County and knows a lot of cool locations, like the dry Loco Lake. He took the youngest generation to check it out on at least two nights. I was too tired. But from the photos, it looks like yet another spooky, otherworldly piece of the Oregon Outback.

Yuuki is the most photogenic creature that ever was, and was beautifully lit at Loco Lake by Jonah.

 Beautiful Clara, and Jonah making Alkali Angels??

 Apparently Loco Lake was a highlight for the youngest generation.

For the oldest traveler, Mary Lee, I think the best part of the trip was just seeing everyone. She’s lived and visited most of the planet, and reared her three children in New Dehli and Lebanon. She knows world history and writes plays about strong women, including Eleanor Roosevelt. She survived being widowed in her early 40s, and again in her 70s. She loves Italy, travel in general, gems, and her children and grandchildren. She loves me enough to deal with flight delays and dusty heat. She is amazing.

I was born in the evening of August 15th when Perry Mason was apparently just starting on TV. My father had just turned 30 two weeks before my arrival, and my mother was just 23. My mother passed away when she was 55, and my father after 7 years in a nursing home following a devastating stroke at age 69. Neither lived long enough to know my life as a divorced lesbian, and would have wondered at my choice to live in Paisley. Hopefully they’d have come around to my being gay, and as long as I have a job and am self sufficient, my father would have relaxed about the move. He’d also loved all the gun-toting, horse-riding republicans and he’d have adored Trump. Mom would have romanticized the First Nation people, and asked me about all the churches we’ve tried in our futile search for another St. Stephen’s. In any case, their daughters, myself and Elizabeth, are doing fine, and so are our five children. Mary Lee has 5 grandchildren, too. The 10 great grands of Ruth and Henry.

Ruth Turner, the descendant of slave owners. Henry Lincoln, cousin to the Great Emancipator. In that tension lies most of American History.

One thing that I reflect on as I think about the descendants of Ruth and Henry, is that we are committed to the social good, and to the arts. My sister is learning Healing Touch for working with animals and humans. Cousin Julie is an expert on pollinators, working against all hope for the healing of the environment with the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service. Her sister, Targ, is a middle school guidance counselor. Brother Andrew McIntyre, who couldn’t come to Paisley, is a professor of acupuncture. Yuuki is an artist, exploring gender and the biracial life as a Japanese-American hyphenated human, with courage and sass. I’ve been a social worker for 33 years, now psychotherapist to the bruised and broken-hearted of Lake County. My daughter Clara is in charge of a tutoring site in Prince Georges County for at risk Latinx youth, using her bilingual skills to bring children and grandchildren of immigrants more opportunity through education. My son Jonah makes music videos in Brooklyn, living in what Beverly Tatum Daniel calls the borderlands where cultures complement, challenge, connect and stimulate each other. I asked him recently why he only dates women of color, particularly women of the African Diaspora. He says, they can relate to being of two cultures. Since he grew up white in a non-white world, he feels like a code switcher, too.

We are all in our own way, justice-seeking.

 The other part of the birthday extravaganza was letting people give to me. Receiving. Valerie had been reading a book called, It’s Not Your Money, by Tosha Sliver, who’s an amazing writer using humor and an ecumenical lens. I started reading it, and found this prayer, which I inhaled into my heart for the awkwardness of receiving all the love of my family for my birthday.

Here I go, headlong into my 61st year, giving with complete ease and abundance, wildly open to receiving.

[svetlanawagner-blog]

It only took a few hours of driving with no radio for our group to bond over inappropriate jokes. In the midst of one our laughing fits, we saw a blur of a building, when we yelled “PRADA!” in unison.

We spent five days exploring the best things to do in West Texas. It was enough to touch on the hot spots, but like most of our trips, it helped us feel out what we want to do when we revisit. Since we love our parks, we were most excited to explore Big Bend National Park. What we didn’t know was how much we would fall in love with the other areas of West Texas.

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Last Updated: Jun 24, 2019

All the Best Stops on the Ultimate West Texas Road Trip

Whether you’re into the great , art scene, food, or history & culture, there’s something for everyone.

  El Paso

We started and ended our trip on the very west tip of Texas in El Paso. El Paso is located in one of the largest deserts in North America, the Chihuahuan Desert, and the city sits right along the border with its neighboring international city, Juarez. There are so many Spanish speaking folks in El Paso that you might want to brush up on your Spanish. We had one cab driver that only spoke Spanish, which made for a fun and scenic ride.

Recommended Length of Stay: 3-5 days

one of the sunniest cities in the US (and the world) with roughly 300 sunny days a year.

Things to Do, See, & Eat

Franklin Mountains State Park – This is the largest urban park in the US. There are some great hikes, and you can also do guided hiking tour of old mines (make a reservation via their website).

El Paso Museum of Art – This is a free museum that carries a collection from the surrounding area featuring artists from both El Paso and Juarez. They have special exhibitions and a permanent collection.

Street Art – Even if you don’t stop by the museum, you should walk the area to see all the street art and murals.

Hueco Tanks State Park – Located about 45 minutes outside of El Paso is a giant playground for climbers. Even if you don’t climb, it’s a unique and beautiful landscape to hike through.

L&J Cafe – This local landmark has been around since 1927. Most visitors and locals in El Paso will point you to L&J for delicious Tex-Mex fare.

Salt + Honey Bakery & Cafe – Cute shop with delicious food and drink. Be sure to try the Salt + Honey everything, but especially the fries.

Taft & Diaz – Located in the Stanton House hotel, this upscale restaurant has a rotating menu. Don’t forget to look up, as there’s an art installation above you that dances from time to time.

Stanton House is a brand new, chic hotel. They have a great rooftop that gives you a view across the border, an art gallery inside, and beautiful rooms to make you feel at home. Click here to see more reviews and best prices for all hotels in the area.

Fort Davis

Fort Davis is set amongst the Davis Mountains, which is a sky island. The term refers to the fact that it’s an isolated mountain range surrounded by desert. With the highest elevation above sea level and cooler weather in Texas, it’s a favorite getaway amongst locals.

Recommended Length of Stay: 2-3 days

Things to Do, See, & Eat

Davis Mountains State Park – Don’t miss the views from Skyline Drive. There are a few spots to check out – the peak is ideal for sunset and the end of the road is a great spot for sunrise.

McDonald Observatory – Gaze up at the stars from one of the darkest skies in the US. They have daily tours and hold Star Parties too.

Fort Davis National Historic Site – One of the best surviving examples of an Indian Wars’ frontier military post. Keep an eye out for the resident horses and goat that freely roam in the area.

Davis Mountain Scenic Loop – This 75-mile drive takes you through some of the best scenery in west Texas. It takes roughly two hours.

Fort Davis Drug Store & Hotel – serves food, drinks, and sells small supplies.

Stone Village Market – A local market frequented by the residents and tourists. They also serve sandwiches made to order.

Herbert’s Caboose Ice Cream Shop – An ice cream shop built into an old caboose.

Indian Lodge – This picturesque hotel is tucked right into the mountains of Davis Mountains State Park. The white buildings beautifully contrast against the backdrop. There is a lot of history in this hotel and makes for a great home base. Click here to see more reviews and best prices for all hotels in the area.

Big Bend

Big Bend is made up of small communities, like Terlingua Ghost Town, Lajitas, and Study Butte, and is known for Big Bend National Park and State Park. It’s named after the huge curve/bend in the Rio Grande and sits at the southern border of the state.

Recommended Length of Stay: 3-5 days

Things to Do, See, & Eat

Big Bend National Park – This is the obvious highlight of the region, and there are three distinct landscapes: river, desert, and mountains.

Grapevine Hills Trail / Balanced Rock – This 2.2 mi round trip hike takes you to our favorite landscape in the park. Besides Balanced Rock, it has lots of other boulders to hop around on. Keep in mind that you have to drive 6 miles on a dirt road to the trailhead. We were able to take a huge van and small sedan but had to take it slow. Also, watch out for the greater earless s, they are rainbow colored s and there were a lot of them on the trail.

Langford Hot Springs – A short 0.5 mile round trip hike takes you to a historic hot springs located at the Rio Grande.

Santa Elena Canyon – See one of the most iconic spots in the park. You can even get a backcountry use permit to paddle upstream and back.

Chisos Basin Loop – Gives you a great mini-tour of the Chisos Mountains. Do the loop counter-clockwise to get the best views.

Big Bend Ranch State Park – The rugged volcanic landscape sits just west of Big Bend National Park.

Terlingua Ghost Town – Home to the world’s first Chili Cook Off, and they still hold the event every year. You can explore a historic church, a beautiful cemetery, and meet the locals (and ghosts) that frequent the area.

Stand Up Paddle Boarding at the Lajitas Golf Resort – This resort has an 18-hole golf course and 4-star hotel, but it’s also where the local guides can take you SUPing along the Rio Grande.

Starlight Theatre Restaurant & Saloon – One of the liveliest spots in town, they have live music and a wide selection of food. Get yourself a marg and thank me later.

Taqueria el Milagro – We stumbled across this spot on a night when everything else was closed. They graciously stayed open a little later for us and had AMAZING tacos.

Expresso Y Poco Mas – Local coffee and breakfast spot. Everyone seemed to know each other.

La Kiva Restaurant & Bar – We were supposed to eat here, but they happened to close early. It’s the nicer spot to eat in town.

Perry Mansion. We all got extremely excited when we pulled up to Perry Mansion. It just recently ropened after a renovation and only has 7 rooms. Great for a big group if you want the place all to yourself. Click here to see more reviews and best prices for all hotels in the area.

Marfa

We didn’t know much about Marfa besides the Prada art installation, which we learned isn’t actually in the town of Marfa. When we heard it was an artsy community we pictured desert art, like Salvation Mountain, but instead we found a slice of NYC in West Texas.

Recommended Length of Stay: 2-3 days

Things to Do, See, & Eat

Ballroom Marfa – Their current show features contemporary artists we first saw at MoMa PS1 in NYC.

Presidio County Courthouse & The Central Fire Station – Beautiful and picturesque buildings right next to each other.

Chinati Foundation – We didn’t make it here on this trip, but you can see amazing contemporary art pieces here. From what we can gather from photos, it looks like a combination of Noguchi Museum and Storm King.

The Marfa Lights – At night you can spot mysterious lights that dance in the darkness south of US 90 between Alpine & Marfa. No one knows what they really are, and there are plenty of theories out there. Ask the locals to see what you can find out.

Prada Marfa – This is the most popular photo of Marfa on Instagram. This art installation is about 30 minutes from the city.

Pizza Foundation – Yummy pizza with indoor and outdoor seating. It gets busy on the weekends so call in early to put your order in.

Planet Marfa – Amazing local bar with a teepee and school bus on the property. Great place to meet locals and end the night.

Hotel Paisano – This historic hotel is centrally located and has GIANT memorabilia all over the place. Click here to see more reviews and best prices for all hotels in the area.

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Essential Tips

Once you drive out to the smaller towns and regions, keep in mind that restaurants and shops close early and don’t necessarily keep their hours. If you plan on being out after sunset shooting, have a plan for your meals.

West Texas varies in temperatures since the elevation changes so much. During our May trip, we saw highs in the 90s and lows in the 40-50s, so always pack layers.

Regardless of where you are, you’ll be doing some walking so bring comfortable walking shoes. Here are our suggestions for best sandals for .

Water & sunscreen are a must. Sunglasses and a hat help too.

Outside of El Paso, WIFI and cell service are limited. Even places that have wifi are really spotty. Prepare to unplug.

If you’re in an older car, bring an aux cable so you can listen to music in the car. You’re going to have trouble finding it on the road. Also, if you need some tunes, check out our ultimate cross country road trip playlist.

What to Pack for Your West Texas Road Trip

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Best Places to Stay in West Texas

El Paso:  Stanton House

Fort Davis: Indian Lodge

Terlingua / Big Bend: Perry Mansion

Marfa: Hotel Paisano or El Cosmico if you want to glamp in a teepee, yurt or RV. I personally would save glamping for fall / spring weather.

More Resources

Rand McNally Road Atlas – when you’re out of service, it’s always good to have a map. We’ve been using the Road Atlas ever since we were kids and still use them today on our road trips.

Matt Wilder’s Hueco Tanks Bouldering Guidebook

Lonely Planet: Texas Travel Guide

Official Guide to Texas State Parks and Historic Sites

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Out of Character:

Name/Alias: Megan

Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 23

Timezone: PST

Face Claim Preference: Jennifer Lawrence

Character Basics:

Full Name:  Ella Carmen Romano

Nicknames/Prefers: Carmen

Age: 22

Occupation: Owner Hickory Creek Dance Academy, Hickory Square

Pronouns: She/Her

Gender:  Female

Hometown: Hickory Creek

Current Neighborhood:  Hickory Square, Lives above her Dance Academy in a 2 Bedroom Flat.

Highest Education: Bachelor of Fine Arts – Dance and Ballet

Religion: Familial is Catholic. Personally believes in God and is not churchgoing. Even though she has a Catholic upbringing she does not consider herself Catholic.

Family and Relationships:

Parents: Ethan Romano (father, 47) and Rebecca Romano (mother, 45)

Siblings: Ethan Romano (brother, 24)

Children: None

Other: Working to build.

Pets: None at this time

Sexual Orientation: bisexual (prefers women due to distrust of men, but is open to them.)

Romantic Orientation: Feminine with Chivalrous habits

Marital Status:

Personality:

Favorite Film: Hunger Games Trilogy

Favorite TV Show: Pretty Little Liars

Favorite Book: None.

Favorite Song: Katy Perry Roar

Favorite Color: Pink, Red, and then Black

Likes: soft hair-free skin, strawberries, romantic people, dancing, cooking, horse riding, photography, writing, romantic dinners, foreplay, after-care, taking time to enjoy a moment

Dislikes: liars, smelly people, smokers, abusive people, assumptive people, negativity, ridiculous people who are extremists, bullies

History:

TW: Bio contains mention of Rape

Ella Carmen Romano is a girl who has seen a lot in her life even though she grew up in the small town of Hickory Creek. She was born to Ethan and Rebecca and her older brother who was also named Ethan. While they were not a rich family they were well taken care of within the means of their combined incomes. Her father, Ethan Sr. was a car salesman and her mother Rebecca was a receptionist. Neither were jobs most people aspire to but what mattered is her parents seemed to enjoy them, or at least what they provided to give them the means to support their family. And that would be the true direction of her family’s happiness. They loved each other. Growing up her family mostly called her Ella until she started school and discovered Carmen sounded better to her.

While they were growing up her brother was not a typical brother in the sense that they barely fought about anything. They still had their moments when they did but it always ended in a caring hug. Most of their moments were filled with teasing, at least from Carmen’s part. She knew her brother cared about her and would protect her from people or being hurt if he ever needed to. It was actually a comfort to know that she had people to lean on who wouldn’t let her be hurt. Unlike many who might see that as smothering or other ways it was a good feeling.

Ethan was always playing football or working to get better at it all the while she was learning to dance and do ballet and especially enjoyed cheerleading, twirling batons, and in other ways performing. She loved to be the center of attention, but more loved the feelings that came from just being with music. That was much more fun than a life without music.

Right after high school graduation she went straight into college. She applied and was accepted after her formal auditions to Julliard qualifying for a scholarship. Each semester she trained as hard as she could and barely went out except for meals or whatever she needed for school. Even rarer were moments when she just went out to get away to breathe a moment. There were those moments though and for the most part they were very enjoyable.

There was one moment that she has yet to share with her family and especially her brother as it had become something so personal to her she isn’t sure she could talk about it without shaming them or at least that is how she saw it. During her first year when she was running in the park alone because her running partner had fallen ill she was abducted for a night who took her somewhere unrecognized because especially she was tied up in his trunk. He later raped her and released her but that night would change her forever. The true depth of that story she isn’t totally even sure how to begin to approach telling her family.

She was able to bounce back and keep her mind focused on Dance and Ballet and was able to graduate from her collage Summa Cum Laude and for sure knew her parents and brother would be proud of that, even if she still hadn’t told them what happened to her and wasn’t sure if she could. She knew it would be something that was noticeable by her family even if her relatives may not be able to put their finger on what was wrong. By the time she had graduated she had been to enough private counseling to have taken control of her life again and was even dating again on and off.

There were many job offers for her and she could have gone anywhere in the world. But truth is she loved her family too much to be without them. So she returned home and opened the Hickory Creek Dance Academy. It was a school that she wished would have been there when she was growing up but is so happy to be able to bring to her hometown. Everyone should have the chance to dance. She built her home on the floor above the dance academy so she is always there and can dance whenever she wants. It also helps her keep her passion as she works to rebuild her life and what was taken from her. She is currently working to find a relationship and put her life back together as close to before her innocence was taken as possible.

The return home is going to be hard and she is curious to see how that goes…

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It’s All Just a Cover - Part 15 - Hell on Heels

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Word Count: 1800ish

Pairings: Rockstar!Reader x Dean, Rockstar!Gabriel x Sam

Series Summary: You’re the lead singer in a popular cover band. Your brother Gabriel is the drummer with signature candy cane drumsticks. Balthazar is the sexed up guitarist and Gadreel is the band’s stone faced bassist and songwriter. And Castiel is the band’s manager. You’re content living the facade of a rockstar lifestyle, trying to get signed to major label. But then one night, Gabe invites Sam Winchester backstage and his brother Dean comes with. Over time, the older Winchester ultimately makes you reconsider who you are and what you want.

Part 14 Summary: Country Night!

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A/N: Hope it’s alright?

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The Set-List:

“Hell on Heels” by Pistol Annies       “Crashed” by Daughtry

“I Got my Baby” by Faith Hill     “I Break Things” by Erika Jo

“Love Story” by Taylor Swift     “Before he Cheats” by Carrie Underwood

“Shake it Off” by Taylor Swift    “What Was I Thinking” by Dierks Bentley

“Barton Hollow” by The Civil Wars

“Don’t You Wanna Stay” by Jason Aldean & Kelly Clarkson

“The House Rules” by Christian Kane     “Better Dig Two” by The Band Perry

A few weeks later…

It’s mid afternoon when Dean rolls over in his bed, his arm reaching out to the cold space beside him. Finding no one there, he lifts his head to scan the room and look at the clock on the bedside table. He doesn’t always sleep at this time of day but when he does...it’s because the room smells like sex and the tender ache in his muscles reminds him that it was good enough for him to fall asleep afterwards.

He groans as he gets out of bed, finds his discarded boxers and follows the music coming from the bathroom. He finds you in his bathroom, a large towel wrapped around your body and music on playing through your cellphone.

You’ve just finished blow drying your hair. It’s not completely dry but just enough for you to straighten your hair with a wet-to-dry straightener. Your lips are moving along to the words of the music.

You see Dean in the mirror, leaning on the doorway and smiling fondly. You smile at your boyfriend, an invitation for him to approach you while the straightener warms up. He approaches you from behind, wrapping his strong, tanned arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Did you shower without me, babe?” he asks, kissing your neck.

“Yeah, I have to get ready for the show tonight.” Dean helps you (or is it sabotage?) by undoing your towel so that you’re both looking at your naked body in the mirror. Dean’s hands roam up and down your sides. You love the feeling of his callused hands on your soft skin. But you resist your mutual insatiable appetites and put on your bra and panties.

“Oh, that’s why you’re listening to a country playlist,” Dean realizes. You nod.

Tonight is the first time Heaven’s Rebellion has had a country night. Sure some Friday nights, you’d drift into country rock but the response from the fans had proven that at least one country night was due for a change.

It’s a Wednesday night show and while it’s at The Bunker, it’s in a different part of the venue: the bar where people commonly hang out when there isn’t a concert. There’s a small, lifted stage in the bar and that’s where you’ll be playing. At little less rock star, and a little more coffee house open mic night.

Dean watches you straighten your hair. It doesn’t take long since the sides of your head are shaved, thereby thinning out the hair that you part down the middle so your hair covers the shaved sides. You contemplate putting them in pigtails or braids but figure that might be too much and make you look too young.

After turning off the music on your phone, you strut past Dean and back into his bedroom. You pack your hair dryer and straightener into your overnight bag, the thing you live out of when spending the night at Dean’s house. Even though Sam lives with him, it’s still easier to have alone time with your boyfriend here without your entire band around, being nosy.

You pick up one of Dean’s shirts from a chair in the corner. You slide on the blue plaid flannel and turn around to face Dean.

“So what do you think?” you ask Dean in reference to your outfit consisting of a matching set of lavender bra and panties with the open and over-sized flannel. “Does this look country?”

Dean responds by crossing the room, scooping you up with his large hands on the back of your thighs and then setting you down on his short dresser, his tapered hips fitting between your legs. One of his hands cradles the back of your head as he kisses you hungrily. You pull back momentarily.

“So what does that mean?” Dean shrugs and kisses you once more. “I guess that’s a yes?”

“Well you know...if you want to save a horse, you could definitely ride this cowboy,” Dean smirks at you, proud to make you laugh as he pulls your body towards him without regard to anything else on the surface of his dresser. You wrap your arms around his neck and moan into his mouth, succumbing to pleasure.

Country Night means the acoustic guitars get more use and more songs sang by women. You’re looking forward to that range and so are the boys but then you’d realized that you’d need more female voices to back you up.

Jo and Pam eagerly accept your invitation to sing with Heaven's Rebellion.

The audience is smaller. You still can't see them. Balthazar and Gadreel pick at their guitars. A few people cheer but for the most part the crowd is silent, letting the music build. Gabe starts to pick up a beat and you tap your heel in sync.

The room is completely dark and the lights rise and you, Jo, and Pam take center stage.

“I'm hell on heels / Say what you will / I've done made the devil a deal / He made me pretty / He made me smart / And I'm going to break me a million hearts / I'm hell on heels, baby I'm comin' for you…”

There’s a few verses where only one of you ladies sing.

Pam takes the first one with all the right gestures. “This diamond ring on my hand / Is the only good thing that came from that man / Got a GTO from one named Joe / And a big piece of land down in Mexico / I'm hell on heels, baby I'm comin' for you.”

Jo’s voice is only slightly higher. “I got a pink guitar, a Lincoln Town Car / From ol' what's his name I met at a bar / Got a high-rise flat in Hollywood / From a married man who wasn't up to no good / I'm hell on heels, baby I'm comin' for you.”

“Then there's Jim, I almost forgot,” you sing with a smirk. “I ran him off, but I took the yacht.” You can see Dean in the front row, off to your left. He’s smiling like a dork, thoroughly amused by the lyrics he’s never heard before. “Poor ol' Billy, bless his heart / I'm still using his credit card / I'm hell on heels, Sugar Daddy I'm comin' for you.”

There are new faces in the crowd. A new audience for this new genre of Heaven's Rebellion. When you address the crowd between songs, it’s easy to get carried away with the twang of saying “ya’ll” and “darlin.” The audience is receptive to Pam and Jo too!

You feel more relaxed as you sing Daughtry’s “Crashed”, Faith Hill’s “I Got My Baby”, Erika Jo’s “I Break Things,” and even Taylor Swift’s “Love Story”.

It's easier to personify country. It's fun and lighthearted, but still strong as you belt “Before He Cheats.” You definitely smile more, whereas with rock, you're smirking and grimacing most often.

There are still regulars in the crowd, enduring and maybe even enjoying the country music. Dean is one of them. He tries to hide it but he definitely enjoyed “Shake It Off.”

Balthazar and Gadreel sing too and women in the crowd fall in love with them even more.

Gadreel sings Dierks Bentley’s “What Was I Thinking.” You enjoy the duets as you sing “Barton Hollow” by the Civil Wars with Balthazar.

“Ain't going back to Barton Hollow / Devil gonna follow me e'er I go / Won't do me no good washing in the river / Can't no preacher man save my soul...”

And then the Jason Aldean song you’d originally planned to sing the night Meg and Ruby had come into the club. You channel your inner Kelly Clarkson for that one. Jo plays the piano that’s rolled onto stage beside Gabe’s drum stand.

Gadreel starts the song: “I really hate to let this moment go / Touching your skin and your hair falling slow / When a goodbye kiss, feels like this.”

You sing the chorus together: “Don't you wanna stay here a little while / Don't you wanna hold each other tight / Don't you wanna fall asleep with me tonight / Don't you wanna stay here a little while / We can make forever feel this way / Don't you wanna stay.”

You hold onto the mic with both hands, letting the music flow through you. “Let's take it slow / I don't wanna move too fast / I don't wanna just make love / I wanna make love last.” Is it just a coincidence that you make eye contact with Dean as you sing? Probably not.

Some faster paced songs actually get people dancing. That’s something you’ve never seen at a rock concert! And then Chuck (the owner of The Bunker!) actually comes onto stage at one point to play the harmonica into a microphone.

You back up Balthazar both with a guitar and vocals when the chorus comes. “Welcome to my house, buckle up tight / Everybody sings and drinks, laughs and gets high. / It's a country music, a little soul, / It's a rock 'n roll rodeo. / We don't tolerate no sitting around / Everybody's dancin', groovin' and getting on down. / So before you come in here with some kind of attitude / You better read the house rules.”

The last song is by The Band Perry. You feel like you could keep going; your voice isn’t rough from singing deeper in order to mimic male performers. But it’s late and everyone’s fingers are tired from playing various guitars. You sway side to side as Balthazar picks at the strings. The tired crowd claps along with you.

“I told you on the day we wed / I was gonna love you 'til I's dead / Made you wait 'til our wedding night / That's the first and the last time I wear white.” You wink at Dean and you can tell he laughs, even though you can’t hear him. “So if the ties that bind ever do come loose / Tie them in a knot like a hangman's noose / 'Cause I'll go to heaven or I'll go to hell / Before I'll see you with someone else / Put me in the ground / Put me six foot down / And let the stone say: / Here lies the girl whose only crutch / Was loving one man just a little too much / If you go before I do / I'm gonna tell the gravedigger that he better dig two.”

The lights black out the moment you say the final words: “I told you on the day we wed / I was gonna love you 'til I's dead.”

A beat of silence passes before the crowd bursts into applause.

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