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zaenight · 10 months

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Part 3 of Perro/Oc Tw : a bit of light racism(?), its samdino.

The next day...

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Alvarez had came to visit...

The girls already there at the clubhouse.

"Marcus." Sage said as the two hugged , Jess also hugged him.

"Doc , Cadena how has it been , I trust Primo and the boys have treated you with respect." He said.

"Its been great , it's like home , besides the constant betrayls and killing eachother off!" Jess chirped speaking about the sons.

"It's been wonderful Marcus , thank you again , for everything." Sage said rolling her eyes at jess.

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Angel , coco , and ez reached the clubhouse , Jess was currently playing tic tac toe with one of the guys marcus brought.

Meanwhile Sage went over to Ez dragging him over , her fasination with the prospect wasn't unnoticed by the guys.

"Padrino." Angel said to him , he was greeted,as the two bro hugged,coco then being greeted.

"Where's gilly?" Bishop questioned.

"Stayed on the other side , sticking around until creeper's out of the woods." Angel said.

"It's your bitch Jess!" Jess exclaimed in a slightly deeper tone after she won another round of tic tac toe.

"What?" She blinked as the men stared at her , While Sage shook her head , hand to forhead , oh Jess her sweet little sister , a fucking lie , she'll turn into the spawn of satan in a second.

"El hermano menor , the new prospect." Hank said Putting a hand on Ez's shoulder , who went over to Alvarez holding out his hand.

(the younger brother)

"Ez." He said to alvarez , who placed keys in his hands , Sage snickered a bit , grabbing a beer from the bar.

"Gas it up and detail it , I don't want to see a speck of dust ,huh? , and my guys too" Alvarez said to the Man.

"Yes sir." Ez said as Sage got up to follow , One thing she enjoys , watching prospects work their asses off.

The guys Going into the templo , Angel looks back at Ez , who shook his head with a smile.

Jess pouted until she got distracted with a game on her phone.

Sage dragged Ez outside so she could watch him clean and gas up the bikes.

"What're you looking at?" She asked , Ez held a pendant

saying Mi familia mi roca .

"C'mon let's gas up and clean the bikes , before they come out." Sage said holding out her hand.

"You mean You'll watch as I do all the work." Ez stated with a smirk , as Sage laughed .

"Exactly." She stated.

The guys left the templo , deciding what to do about the samoans , Alvarez calling SamDino to back them up.

"Cadena , What's your sister's relationship with the prospect?" Alvarez asked the younger sister.

"I don't know yet , But she hasn't laughed or smiled like that since - well you know , You know she puts on a tough , barely no emotion facade , but really she's hurting , She doesn't know , but I hear her cry every night , until Ez , I barely saw a smile like that on her face like that in a long time , But I don't think she'll love anyone as much as She loved Esai." Jess said as Alvarez nodded in thanks.

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They rode into samoan territory , The two girls in the back of the truck , as they split up going into the cemetary.

and then gunshots fired as Riz drove the van , the girls laid down on the floor of the van as bullets fired through the air , handing angel a gun from the back.

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The samoans drove off but they had tricks up their sleeve.

"Bishop , Reaper has landed!"

Sage exclaimed as Riz grabbed guns .

They rode and blocked them off , they were done for.

The girls got out of the truck , they were also seen as mediators between the two clubs , sort of , if it came down to it , they would have to choose a side.

Bishop and taza took their guns away from them.

"Well boys , looks like we got us a samoan sandwhich ,Two tons of dark meet jammed between a stack of tortillas , and a loaf of white bread." Packer yelled as the Sons laughed.

"You haven't changed a bit Old man." Sage said rolling her eyes , After checking the boys for injuries , her and Jess going up to him , along with bishop.

"Little Sera , Baby Jessie look at you two , You've grown up." Packer said as the two girls hugged him.

"Appreciate the help brother." Bishop said hugging him , as the girls moved .

"Anytime , Amigo , you boys better treat these girls here with respect , or the reapers gonna come knocking!" Packer said walking off as the rode off.

The girls laugh , walking back to the boys who were looking at them.

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"You meet her?" Galindo questioned Afa.

The club and two girls were watching as the man

interrogated the samoan .

Sage would have had him talking already , but she knows who it is , couldn't risk anything.

"Never in Person , she'd give us a call or a text , gave us a drop point." Afa stated.

"Where?" Miguel questioned as Sage sighed leaning against a wall.

"Indio Quarry , we used Proxies to drop off the drugs , pick up the cash,never saw a face,no names." Afa said.

"Found this in your jeep , payment?" Miguel questioned , holding a familiar bag , Gilly , coco , , angel , and the girls looked at eachother , to the others it looked like they were wondering what it is , to Ez , he felt somthing off about their glances , It was the bag Gilly had earlier that day.

"She didn't tell us it was the cartel , I swear." Afa said.

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mythiccheroacademia · 4 years

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“So fucking done with all the games you play. I ain’t no tic-tac-toe. Send the X and O’s on another note, I’m ghost.”

—do re mi | blackbear

Word Count: 1.1K Pariring: Sero Hanta X Reader Context: N/A Warnings: angst, explicit language, cheating, yall’s relationship is toxic asl

All characters are 21+

A/N: First and foremost...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY OFFICE STORE SUPPLY BACHATA DANCING KING SERO HANTA!!! He’s the sweetest baby boy who deserves the world!! So, to celebrate, I wrote a fic full of pure angst. Yay! No, but seriously, I didn’t think it’d get so sad. But those were the vibes of the song so I delivered as such. Grab a tissue and enjoy. Happy reading <3

Sero Hanta | do re mi

Sero loved you. He loved you with everything he had.

But he thinks he hates you just the same.

There was a time in his life where he thought you were his soulmate. Then, you showed yourself as a soul-tie. A tie that had knotted past the point of recovery, love and hate so entangled within your mess, that even he couldn’t tell the difference between them anymore.

He didn’t know where it started. One day, you two would come together like the sand and sea, different yet synonymous. Other days, it was a competition to see who would burn at the stake first.

Like now.

You shoved your way into the house and Sero willed himself not to slam the door shut behind him. It took a great deal to get him angry, but you pushed buttons he didn’t know he had.

Pissed didn’t even cover a fraction of what he was right now.

“What the hell, Y/N?” he seethed.

You rolled your eyes and stumbled into the kitchen for something to drink. You were going to need another shot for this one.

Sero followed you with haste. “Did you hear me, Y/N?”

“Leave me alone, Hanta. I’m not having this conversation with you,” you snapped.

Finding a bottle of tequila, you went to pour your drink before Sero grabbed your wrist and snatched the glass out of your hand, bottle set firmly on the countertop.

“What the fuck,” you glared.

“You think you need more to drink when I just found you drunk in a club after not hearing from you for four fucking days?” he asked, voice deep with indignation.

You whipped your wrist out of his grasp. “What are you, my dad?”

“No, but I am your husband,” he staunchly reminded. “And I’m worried about you.”

“So now you wanna be married? What happened to taking a break and giving ourselves space?” you spat.

“We were unhappy!”

“And who’s fault is that?”

He warningly pointed at you. “Don’t you dare blame me for what happened to us. You pushed me away.”

“I didn’t have a voice! Every time I had something to say, you gaslit me. You made me feel like I was going insane!”

“You always told me I was never enough! You made me feel like I was lesser.”

“So you had to go fuck your intern?”

“I didn’t fuck them!” he desperately exclaimed. “Why don’t you believe me!?”

There was a blank look in your eyes before your shoulders shook with giggles. You nearly bent over when you began to laugh at the incredulousness of it all. Sero watched you, thoroughly confused.

“You did it to get back at me for sleeping with Todoroki. You don’t have lie,” you shrugged. “I’m not even angry over you sleeping with them. It’s only fair.”

The lack of care in your eyes had set a switch off in Sero’s head. Suddenly, every fight, jab, and act of infidelity flooded his mind and his emotions flared. His sight was blinded by tears, rage and pain that exploded in an episode of fury before he could think otherwise.

“Fuck you,” he whispered before his voice rose an octave he’d never reached before. “Fuck you and all your hateful mind-fucking shit!! I’ve never done anything to you and all you do is make my life a living hell! You're a menace—"

“I didn’t even want to be married! I wasn’t ready!” you nearly screeched, venom searing your glare. “But you wanted me to be. Everybody did! Do you know how difficult it is being married to a top ten hero? To give up my freedom only to be scrutinized by millions of people that don’t even know me? All for being your glorified fuck buddy!!”

“Why didn’t you talk to me?!?”

“You wouldn’t listen!”

“So you tried to sabotage our marriage!?”

“Yes, so you could leave me the fuck alone!” you screamed.

A pregnant pause filtered between your heavy breathing. Then, Sero sneered at you with disgust and words that he would never say to his worst enemy spilled from his lips.

“You’re a crazy fucking bitch.”

You froze.

“I’m crazy?” you quietly said after a second. His response was a callous glare and you felt your hands start to shake.

“You said I’m crazy?” you repeated.

Suddenly, you took the bottle of tequila off the counter and threw it across the kitchen.

Sero jumped back from the sound of broken glass.

“What the hell, Y/N—!”

You stalked over to the cabinets and began throwing whatever you could get your hands on.

“I just told you that I’m suffocating in our relationship, and now I’m crazy!? If that’s how you wanna be, I’ll show you fucking crazy!”

A pot flew over the sink and another plate shattered upon impact. You went on a rampage, yelling about nothing yet howling about everything.

Your words were muddled between the screaming and cursing, incomprehensible to your audience yet they perfectly characterized the throbbing in your heart. It scared you being this vengeful, yet it was all you knew how to do.

Somewhere in the midst of your riot, Sero had resurfaced from his rage-induced blindness and watched you in horror. He flinched from every crash and dodged the flying pieces of silverware you flung at him, but he still moved towards you.

“Wait, Y/N, baby. I didn’t—”

But you wouldn’t hear it.

“NO! Fuck you!!”

Eventually, Sero was able to get within arm’s length. He skillfully grabbed you in his arms, forcing you to drop the pan in your hand.

“Get off! Get off of me!!” you struggled.

“Please just stop, Y/N!”

“No!”

“Just let me fix this—”

“Get away from me, you asshole!”

“Y/N—”

“You're the worst thing that’s ever happened to me—"

“WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP!!?” he roared.

You stilled from his outburst, the man in front of you nearly unrecognizable. You watched as his jaw tensed, his mind working overtime to level his head again. There was a time when you’d be the one soothing the angry vein that appeared on his temple at times like this.

Instead, you looked him in his tired eyes before finally breaking down.

“I hate you,” you whispered and you dissolved into broken sobs.

Sero sighed before pulling you into his chest and letting his head rest on your shoulder.

Sero hated you. He really did. But, for some reason, he hated seeing you cry more. If he ever wanted to see you happy again, he’d have to leave you.

And he loved you just enough to do so.

#sero hanta x reader #sero hanta #cellophane #honorable mentions:#todoroki's cheating ass LMAOO #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha scenarios #mha scenarios #am i sorry for writing this angst? no ma'am #yall know i like to torture these characters #i promise i love them #anywho #thanks for reading!#2.5k follower event and celebration!

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artificialqueens · 4 years

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A Vampire in Paris, Chapter 4 (Crygi) - Chae

A/N: so basically crygi smut is the weirdest thing to write ever and i’m never doing it again (they are just too wholesome guys) - but believe it or not it actually had to happen? (you’ll see) and i needed a chapter more than 100 words so… if you like this story but don’t like smut, there are still parts worth reading/kind of plot-essential in this chapter, so i’d just skip over the explicit stuff. so yeah. the smut chapter. more fashion and vampires coming right after this, i promise.

Summary: Crystal came out of the shower naked, Gigi likes Crystal, and Crystal likes Gigi. What could possibly go wrong?

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“Oh my god! Crystal I’m so sorry I didn’t know you’d be naked out here, shit shit shit!”

Was the first thing Gigi said whilst frantically covering her eyes and looking away, while the only thing Crystal could think to do was grab the comforter off the nearby bed and use that for cover.

“First of all, it’s okay! As if you don’t know what a female body looks like,” Crystal said, walking to the younger girl and taking her hands off her eyes. Gigi was never very flustered and always kept her cool — except now, obviously. Crystal found her beet red cheeks and wide eyes extremely adorable.

“Second of all, I know you want to see me naked anyway,” Crystal continued, making Gigi blush even harder, covering her face in embarrassment. “And third of all, were you snooping?”

“I was bored!”

“You bitch! What if I had a dildo or something?”

“Sounds like a good time to me!”

“Genevieve!”

The two cracked up, completely forgetting the awkward situation, if even for a brief second. “Wait, so do you have a dildo?” Gigi asked with an eyebrow raised.

“Oh my god!”

“Of course you do, you lesbo.”

“Don’t call me a lesbo, lesbo!”

“I’ll call you what I want, Crystal!”

“And what’s that?”

“Uh… lesbo?”

Gigi’s unsure tone caused the two to stop their banter, the two sensing something underlying her statement.

“Are you sure that’s what you wanted to say?” Crystal asked with a smirk.

Gigi avoided eye contact and looked at her nails, specifically noting how they were short and how convenient that happened to be.

“Gigi…”

“Crystal…”

“You didn’t want to say ‘baby,’ did you?”

Silence. Crystal held back laughter, Gigi bit her lip. Crystal walked towards the blonde, a grin plastered across her face. “If you won’t say it, I will,” she teased.

“Oh, don’t you play that bratty game now,” Gigi said, grabbing the shorter girl’s hips and bringing them closer to her. “I don’t fuck with that, baby.”

“There it is.”

“And what about it?”

“Hm, nothing.”

“Crystal,” Gigi almost-asked, beckoning the designer to look in her eyes.

And then their mouths met, the same sensation washing over the room that was in the club just the previous night, this time unclouded by alcohol or blaring music. A sensation that neither woman could stop thinking about the entire time they’d been apart. The kiss was almost needy, it was sloppy, surely. If they wanted to they could have gone on kissing forever, exploring every inch of each other’s mouths and placing roaming hands all over— but Crystal was wrapped in a goddamn bedsheet, Gigi had just seen her naked, and they were both now horny as all hell.

Gigi left Crystal’s mouth to alternate soft bites and sucks on her collarbones, Crystal feeling the sheet about to slip off — and she let it, exhaling a low breath as she felt Gigi’s body through the other girl’s pajamas. Gigi grinned into Crystal’s chest, letting the older girl take her shirt off as she slid down her body. She grabbed one of her breasts in her hand, sucking on the nipple of the other. Crystal whined, gripping Gigi’s blonde hair and pushing her closer. The model hummed, crouching down and kissing the curly-haired girl’s lower stomach.

“Gigi,” Crystal sighed.

“You okay, babe?” Gigi looked up, Crystal nodding and giggling a little. Gigi couldn’t help but smile at how cute her lover was, even like this.

Gigi regained her footing and guided Crystal to the bed, laying her across it placing herself between her legs. She could see the older girl squirming (more than usual) as she planted a quick kiss on her lips.

“Ready?” she whispered.

“Of course-”

Gigi slid back down, admiring every inch of the redhead’s tan body along the way. “I’m gonna try my best for you, okay?” She reassured softly, pressing a kiss right on Crystal’s clit and causing her to exhale a whimper. The two stared at each other as Gigi licked the first line up Crystal’s folds, a shudder running up her spine.

Every sound that came out of Crystal as Gigi swirled her tongue around the bundle of nerves at her core was like adorable, high-pitched music. She tried to pay attention to what was making her squeal more, genuinely just wanting her to feel the pleasure Gigi felt looking at her splayed out on the bed for her, hands gripping the sheets, mouth open, back arched.

Gigi tested quick flicks of her tongue with sharper prods, the change in stimulation making Crystal moan out even more. The blonde rubbed her fingers on the wetness where her tongue had just landed as she licked around Crystal’s entrance, the sound of Crystal gasping making Gigi’s pants pool with their own liquid. She switched her fingers and her mouth, probing her digits into the other girl’s core. Crystal felt the tightness in her stomach increase tenfold when she felt Gigi enter her, knocking her head back with open lips.

“Gigi, fuck,” she moaned.

“You like that, baby?” Gigi muttered between sucks on her clit, lust clouding her brain.

“Jesus, you’re s-so good.”

“I know, that’s my last name.”

“Oh fuck—ah—fuck you!”

“Actually, I’m fucking you.”

“Well, do it more—ah, baby, that feels so amazing.”

Gigi continued at her pace, arching her fingers to hit Crystal’s g-spot, making her let out a devastatingly loud and high pitched moan. Crystal was nearly coming undone as her orgasm built up quicker and quicker. To Gigi’s amusement, her habit of saying “yeah, yeah, yeah” continued over into the bedroom. After a few more moments in this rhythm, Crystal gasped in a strangled moan as the knot in her stomach finally untied itself, releasing over Gigi’s still-pumping fingers as she guided her through the orgasm. Gigi returned to Crystal’s mouth, sighing as she touched her all over again, still energetic and still needy.

Crystal looked at her desperate lover with a smile, flipping her over onto her back and breaking the kiss, moving onto her small breasts and caressing those with her tongue. She slid her hand down Gigi’s pale skin, underneath her shorts and lack of underwear, to her clit, rubbing circular motions so that Gigi would moan herself—a much fuller and deeper sound than Crystal’s airy whines. While Crystal swore an uncharacteristically high amount when she was touched, Gigi couldn’t even form a sentence without adding at least twelve profanities between every word.

“Crystal, fuck, put your motherfucking fingers inside me right fucking now, bitch,” she gasped.

“You’re so horny!”

“Yeah, shit agh, I just watched you get fucked by my tongue, and fuck, it was hot.”

“Is this hot?” She smirked, curling her fingers into Gigi’s entrance and pumping slowly. Gigi cursed, grabbing Crystal’s hair, then scratching her back.

“You are a savage,” Crystal laughed, kissing Gigi’s cheek.

“And you’re a fucking bottom, fuck,” she hissed. “Because you won’t fucking go faster!”

“Like this?” Crystal bit her lip, following her command with a stifled giggle.

Gigi gasped, feeling her climax coming on as her thighs tensed harder at every brush of Crystal’s fingers. “Just like that! Holy fucking shit I’m gonna cum, Crys,” she dug her nails into Crystal’s upper back, feeling herself come undone all over her lover’s fingers.

The two collapsed onto the bed, sweaty and exhausted.

“C’mere,” Gigi finally spoke, turning to Crystal. The designer’s makeup was slightly smudged, her curly hair frizzy and tangled, but her smile was still bright and she was still beautiful. She scooted into Gigi’s arms, pressing her head to Gigi’s chest and snaking her arms around the model’s tiny waist.

“That was fun,” Crystal sighed.

“It was more than fun. Best sex I’ve ever had.”

“Cut the cameras, deadass. Really?!”

“Really. And that’s on period.”

“…We’re insufferable, y’know?”

“Why ever would you say that?” Gigi smirked into the older girl’s hair, both chuckling.

“I miss my cat.”

Gigi laughed. “You do?!”

“Her name is Tic Tac. Do you have pets?”

“Yes! My roommates and I have a dog in LA. A little Dachshund named Wendy.”

“Do you miss her?”

“No, I hate her little pumpkin-costume wearing guts. Of course I miss her!”

Suddenly, their conversation was cut short by a buzz coming from the other room. Crystal rolled her eyes, untangling herself from her partner’s limbs and walking to the living room (still naked, by the way) to see her phone lit up.

It was a text.

From Raven.

Crystal’s stomach dropped as she read it, scanning over the words over and over as she walked back to Gigi.

“Crys, is something wrong?” Gigi propped herself up on her elbows.

“Raven texted me,” she said without looking up, a select few words replaying through her head so that she needed to make sure they were real. “Tonight you and I have a meeting.”

“Huh. Shouldn’t Trixie tell us about that?”

Crystal bit her lip. “It’s at nine, top floor.”

“Uh huh. About what?”

Crystal looked at Gigi finally, her face pale once she realized what she was seeing wasn’t fake. She gulped. “I don’t know.”

“Okay… do we even trust Raven? Who’s this with anyway?”

Crystal brushed her bangs away with an exhale, glancing at her phone one more time.

“She says… she says it’s with Miss Fame.”

#rpdr fanfiction #gigi goode #crystal methyd #crygi #fluff #smut #lesbian au #supernatural au #fashion au #s12 #a vampire in paris #chae #I am so sorry for the dialogue in their convo before the text #I wanted to take it out but it was just too good #submission

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gemshine · 4 years

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New Guy

This guy was probably born in his suit. He’s new, yet it’s like he stepped straight out of the handbook an hour before showing up for work. He was the agent from your favourite childhood comic book: focused, grumpy, and prepared for anything. A seasoned vet before he clocked in on day one.

It’s like he lives for work and has no interests outside it as far as any co-worker that made a sad attempt at small talk could discern. It honestly kinda sucks the life out of the room when agents, just trying to have fun, feel his unsettling gaze over their shoulders. It wouldn’t be a shocker if it was revealed that the whole time he had been an agent robot of G’s own invention. By the end of week one, his nickname defaulted to New Guy as his colleagues struggled to find something unique to address him by.

At least he was good at his job, really good actually. His discipline is second to none and his intelligence shines through easily when he discusses the task at hand, which is the only topic he’s not willing to dismiss within five seconds. He also seemed to have memorized the entire F.I.S.H., as he is one to correct any behaviour a step out of line with protocol. That, along with the fact that when faced with Tic Tac Toe Code, as his colleagues are fishing out their cheat sheets he beats them to the chase by reading the symbols like they were plain English.

He’s a strange fellow when stood next to the bright cheery nature of the rest of the population. As everyone else waddles side to side, he straight up walks one webbed foot in front of the other, always on a mission. He seems miserable on the job until you work with him when then it becomes clear that he wants to be here more than any other penguin.

Rook

He’s kinda a mess and pretty clumsy, and often reckless and maybe semi-feral, but... Well, the Director and G see a shining potential in him despite his present performance record, and in addition to their judgment being respected, they happen to call the shots at PSA. So he gets to stay, and in fact progress in his career as an agent.

He gets promoted at the slightest taste of success, even as he stands in the rubble of the ten other things he messed up and blew up. He is personally given the Propeller Cap 3000 by G, and he practices flying for a month straight because if there is one thing he needs to do right in his life it is not getting his flying privileges taken away from him. Rook ends up falling in love with flying, soaring high above seems to be just his speed, though the biggest learning curve was getting used to dodging the java bean bags and anvils(WHAT!?!) attached to balloons that littered the sky for some reason.

His ability to fly gave him a role in missions when before it seemed like his task partners would look for any excuse to leave him on the sidelines. He was now the eye in the sky, the wingman, the “Mind getting the coffee? It’d be much faster than the rest of us.” Now that he thought of it, that last one might have been an attempt to sideline him but, if so, jokes on them because he spilled their coffee on the way back (and man was it hot).

Rook finds his groove. Things still go wrong. Things still explode. And he makes thousands of mistakes varying in severity, but at the end of the day, Gary still smiles at him and gives him a pat on the shoulders. If G can believe in him after all this time, maybe Rook could become the agent that he saw in him. So in time, he starts faking it until he makes it, playing the role of the agent who always knows what to do. It’s a trait that seems to come so easily to so many of his colleagues and never to him, but that’s what he gets for surrounding himself with the best of the best, isn’t it? No matter, if he keeps pretending to be the “natural born leader” soon enough he’ll be among them in more than just rank. He’ll deserve the faith that G and the Director have placed in him, just you wait.

Rook has a new drive and direction. He starts utilizing his rank to lead assignments. He devises plans, gives orders, and if he has his mind set on a gameplan, good luck stopping him before he speeds off unless you’re G himself (which he has, narrowly stopping the destruction of the Dojo once). The quality of his hastily put together plans is questionable, but he commits to them with confidence, and sometimes his “fast and on instinct” methods work!

With a few successes under his belt, Gary decides Rook is ready to work on the most pressing case facing the island. Rook grinned and promised that he wouldn’t let G down as he mentally hushed the doubt in the back of his mind that reminded him a fake who was just playing secret agent couldn't be trusted with the fate of the island. He was placed on the mission and soon learned that he was up against a plotting polar bear who drifted to Club Penguin from the other side of the world. He’d never seen a polar bear before but from the sketches “Herbert” looked really big and had teeth and claws... But he could take him, right? So what if the big bad bear had nearly destroyed Ski Lodge? So had he! And he was very fallible, the doubt whispered again.

He waved the thought away and realized his mind was wandering before redirecting his focus on G’s very important case spiel. G was finishing the thought Rook had missed the beginning of when he pulled out the photo of a vaguely familiar-looking penguin and explained that the agent pictured was the one who uncovered the bear’s nefarious plot, saved the Ski Lodge, and was the head agent trusted by the Director to lead the entire case against the threat of Herbert P. Bear. It was only when G looked over at him and said, “I’m sure they’ll be happy to see their rescuer again” that it clicked for Rook. This was the newbie agent trapped in the wilderness that he was sent after for an aerial rescue. On that day they’d practically found him first as he flew straight into the plume of smoke coming from the cave they’d sheltered in and crashed into a tree. They’d woken up from the noise and he congratulated the young agent for their survival skills while still untangling himself from the tree. He remembered how they clenched onto him for dear life as he flew them back to civilization while he insisted that he would never dream of dropping them, though in reality that was a very possible and common occurrence. They didn’t find that funny at all and clenched him so painfully hard that they’d still be attached to him if he completely let go. Also, it was only half a joke.

Even back then they had shown good judgment, he supposes as he studies their file photo back in the present. How they’ve both grown since that day so long ago. ‘Have you, though?’ The doubt prodded.

G starts to clean up the files and mentions that the Director decided that that agent would need a team to help them defeat Herbert, but it wasn’t that quite that time yet. G would notify him when it is his time to join the assignment, that in the meantime he might find some missions unrelated to polar bears for him and this agent to collaborate on for team bonding. Rook smiles wide and says he can’t wait to work with a new old face. G chuckles and warmly put his flipper on Rook’s shoulder, before turning to leave. Rook doesn’t get a second to himself before G turns back around and catches him now frozen halfway into a celebratory dance. Could you blame him? He’d just landed the biggest case on the island. G put his flipper over his beak to stifle his laugh before letting Rook know he’d forgotten to mention that the third member of the bear tackling squad would be a promising new recruit and that he might even join the bonding sessions. G muttered under his breath about how it might take some convincing, though. Rook smiled and nodded in acknowledgment of this new information before sending Gary off with a fun little salute.

Finally alone, Rook spun around and around in G’s office chair as he took in what could very well be a new chapter of his life, like when he joined the agency or got his propeller cap (‘3000,’ an entirely different realm of his mind shaped by Gary whispered to him and he thanked the voice, which he liked much better than the other one). He stopped spinning as something Gary said stuck out to him. He had called the new guy (if G told Rook his name he had completely forgotten, whoops) “a promising new recruit,” which he now realized was a phrase he’s heard from G a couple times before throughout his time as an agent.

A long time ago, when G had briefed him on rescuing the new agent stranded in the wilderness he had mentioned they were “a promising new recruit” testing an invention of his before they never returned. And even farther back then that, he remembered crying after failing his first mission. Gary had come up to crouch beside him, promising that he and the Director saw him as “a promising new recruit with great potential” and that they’d work together until he got there.

Gary and the Director, they were putting together a team of their hand chosen for this task. Thoughts darted across his mind at lightning speed as he tried to figure out what it all meant. In the end, he gave up slumped back into the chair and listened to the bubbling of the water cooler. He never knew the thoughts behind Gary or the Director’s choices. All logic pointed to him having to choose a different career path long ago, yet they stuck by him and continued to give him chance after chance to prove he is what they think he is. And he doesn’t even know what that is! He wants to be good! He wants to help people and prove to everyone, including himself, that he deserves to be the agent he is.

Maybe the answer lies in defeating the bear, saving the island, and bringing peace of mind to Gary and the Director. Maybe it’s in working with the other two agents that have seemed to have caught the attention of their shared higher-ups as well. If he could figure out the common thread between the three of them then that’d have to give some insight into what G and the Director see in him. Yes, the agent from the wilderness, the new guy, and Herbert P. Bear marked a new chapter in his life, he just knew it. The promise filled him with so much excitement he flew a couple laps around the room, before teleporting home for a good night rest. He was going to make something of himself. If someone as smart as G saw the promise in him, who was he to prove him wrong?

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i need a userjiilys take on a royalty au omg

petunia renounces the throne and lily finds out via times news alert while in bed eating a biscuit, and then twenty-seven people burst into her room all talking at once.

yeah. she’s sitting in rooms for hours and her mother won’t stop crying. then james rings and she sneaks to the loos, picks up and he says ‘we can’t hang out anymore. i don’t know how to curtsey’ and it’s the first time she’s laughed in sixteen hours.

marlene and remus send long, nice sympathetic texts, mary several heart emoji’s, peter pokes her on facebook, and sirius texts her a poorly edited picture of her head on julie andrews’ body from the princess diaries. she’s got good mates.

the thing is, they’re the british aristocracy. or, as sirius says, ‘incest distilled’. everyone’s either related or may as well be. they’ve all known each other since the dawn of time

well, with the exception of james, who on account of being the son of a lord and that lords maid, no one knew about until four years ago

(lily, sixteen, met him first at a charity brunch. james thought she was pretty and lily thought he was standing on a toilet blowing cigarette smoke out the air vent because he was, in fact, doing that)

lily goes from doing charity brunches and the occasional tour to being on the cover of every paper, headlined ‘FROM SPARE TO HEIR’, and sirius says that should be her first rap single

james rocks up one day and lily’s mother hears so he’s trapped in security for an hour before someone accidentally tells lily and then he’s in her room.

‘i brought shitty beer for us but they took it’ he shrugs, hands in his pockets. ‘country’s gone to the dogs’ she says. he grins.

sirius, who is a literal prince, takes money from remus for cigarettes and then lies about it

lily pushes james into a water fountain and its proper funny only then he has an allergic reaction to a lily-pad which is less funny but its not serious or anything so she puts a photo of his swollen face in the group chat and its back to being funny

some olympics thing where marlene and remus go out a fire exit to eat shrimp they stole and cause a mass evacuation

bbc interview where she has to consciously try call petunia’s new husband vernon and not vermin which is what they all call him in the group chat

lily in the loos at a fundraiser making corrections to her speech and james, who was not invited and in fact told explicitly not to come, telling her to drop the adverb in the third line

mary, marlene and lily at someone’s wedding and marlene drunker than is acceptable for cameras so they lock themselves in the bathroom for an hour talking and feeding mar bread and only threatening to dunk her in the loo on eleven occasions

sirius nickname in the group chat is ‘metaphorical bastard’ and james’ is ‘literal bastard’

james walking round lilys enormous room, tie loose, shoes off, talking about anything at all

lily and remus have long involved talks about who is the superior chris bc lily thinks its pine and remus is all ‘not everything is about the princess diaries’ and lily says ‘that’s treasonous’ and googles if a monarch can revoke someone’s citizenship while mary dies laughing

james doing a handstand to prove marlene wrong and there is his abdomen and his back and the bones of his hips, right here in front of god and everybody, and lily is red all over

lily running in a charity race with children and she loses on purpose For The Children so sirius immediately turns to the nearest reporter and says ‘she never could run’

at a dinner for the king of belgium and lily is on her third bread roll, purposely not telling sirius he has a milk moustache and wishing james was there to also not tell him

marlene gives lily fifty dollars to knight her and lily takes it and then doesn’t

james and his father never talk but when they do lily knows because he rings her at ungodly hours and doesn’t say anything, and after forever lily says ‘he’s an asshole’ and james says ‘yeah’ and then he says ‘tell me about your day’

marlene, mary and remus all having secret instagram accounts while sirius’ plugs his twitter in interviews and calls his dad a bitch outside a club when a reporter asks for his opinion on the euro

sirius is the closest to lily in rank so he’s the only one at the polo match where she eats bad salmon and throws up in a bush. he mocks her for ten minutes and then goes for paper towels

petunia off living the quiet life she always wanted and lily sat on her bed, ugly sobbing actually, because she was never meant to do this and she’s letting everyone down

‘not possible’ james says, crouching in front of her, arms resting on her legs. ‘it’s – i mean–“ he coughs, hand through his hair, breathes in,

‘you couldn’t do a shit job. It’s not in you.’ eyes on hers, voice sure, ‘you’re as good as it gets.’

he hands her a tissue and reaches out, hand hovering for a moment, before wiping the damp hair out of her face. christ alive lily thinks, staring at him, aflood with knowing

sirius and lily in the corner at another dinner full of drunk diplomats, popping olives like tic-tacs and eavesdropping

lily, walking the freezing street with all the people behind the metal fences and a little girl tells her she looks pretty and lily says ‘not as pretty as you’ and the girl grins so wide her lip splits

remus and sirius are photographed playing strip poker at some model’s birthday and that’s all there is to say about that

lily travels a lot now and so late at night, on the phone with james, she’ll tell him about belarus and he’ll describe the new sainsbury’s ad shot-for-shot

james’ voted the second most attractive lord’s son by the sun and is chill about it. andrew fowler has syphilis but whatever. journalism is dead.

middle of the night party where her and sirius are on a balcony and she’s a bit drunk and can’t stop thinking about that time they were fifteen and everyone thought they were going to get married because the daily mail wrote that thing

‘sirius’ she says, he blows smoke out his mouth, looks at her, ‘i’m really glad we’re not married’

he laughs ‘me too.’ he says, and she keeps looking at him. ‘glad you’re here right now though’ she says, and by right now she means all the time and she knows he knows.

he blows smoke in her face. ‘me too’ he says again

lily and james sat at a wedding reception while everyone’s dancing and she doesn’t notice he’s staring until he says ‘a big part of me likes you’ out of nowhere and lily says ‘christ, what a line’ and kisses him

marlene, mary, sirius, peter and remus all at some art gala and while peter’s in the bathroom they all leave and forget about him until he texts asking where they are

remus kicks sirius out of group chat for saying that the ‘h’ in jesus h christ stands for hella

james and lily in james’ room eating chips and then lily has a phone call and so james pretends to have a phone call and lily’s on the phone to her secretary, snorting, as james is pretending to organise a meeting through the chip bag and then his hand is very high up her leg and she isn’t laughing anymore

mary, remus, sirius and marlene at a polo match and sirius nicks a hat while remus eats an orange and the girls actually watch the game

marlene and lily, who have definitely not forgotten the name of the earl of york, are googling something entirely unrelated to that at the back of his child’s christening

james is in the paper with lily again and her mother sits her down and says it would probably be for the best if she was photographed with him less because they don’t want anyone getting the wrong idea

and lily, who’ll die if james’ doesn’t marry her and she has to do this without him, tells her quite politely that she’ll think about it

later, on the phone with james: ‘so i’ve had a think and decided that if she asks me again i’ll just run off with you and we can run a bed and breakfast in siberia, or something’

james smiles into the empty room, phone pressed to his ear, ‘can’t be a lot of people looking for either a bed or breakfast in siberia’

she grins, wiggles her toes inside her shoes. ‘yeah well, didn’t say it would be successful.’

james laughs. lily, up in the air on a plane headed for somewhere a million miles away for some reason she can’t possibly think of, shuts her eyes, listens to his voice, and can do this after all

#yeah sorry this is long and never gets good im in a weird mood and for some reason am done?? trying with this so have it sorry 2 let u down #jily #james potter #lily evans #brotp: the lot #caroshorts #sirius black #Anonymous

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Dazzler played: 01. Gizmo – Hurt Nobody 02. The Stunned Guys – Take That Shit Back 03. Mister DJ – Time To Get Up 04. E-man – Bass Machine 05. Ramirez – Terapia 06. DJ Gizmo & DJ Norman – Check This Out (Oldest Stylos Mixos) 07. G-Town Madness – Gangsta Trippin’ 08. DJ Youri ft. Mon-E – Groovebird (Hard Mix) 09. Kuadra – La Onda (La Onda De Einstein Mix) 10. Bass-D & King Matthew ft. Beastie Boy & Da Vinci – How Shall I? 11. Dance Overdose – Overdose Stomp (Bass X Remix) 12. Public Domain – Mellomanais 13. B.S.E. – Headache FM 14. Bass Reaction – Technophobia (Power Mix) [CLOUD9] 15. Chosen Few – Doomzday 16. The Viper & DJ Perpetrator – The DJ Rocks 17. DJ Perpetrator & DJ Attic & DJ Stylzz – The Strong Survive 18. Hardhead – T.U.L.P. (Instant Coffee Mix) 19. Darrien Kelly & The Unknown MC – The People Want More 20. Miss Groovy Meets The Wolf – Angels (Miss Groovy Remix) 21. ID – ID w/ Wasting Program – Bring That Shit Back 22. DJ Isaac & The Viper – Trigga Finga [CLOUD9] 23. Mad-E-Fact – The Hustle [BABYBOOM] 24. Neophyte – Real Hardcore [CLOUD9] 25. G-Town Madness Meets Attic & Stylzz – Bring The Pain 26. The Stunned Guys – In The Name Of Juno’s [TRAXTORM] 27. Vibes & Wishdokta – No More Tears 28. The Masochist & Chosen Few – More Drugz 29. The Prophet & Buzz Fuzz – Open Sesame! (Theme From Hell) 30. The Viper – Rock The Disc-O-Tek 31. Holy Crown Forces – Feel The Force 32. The Viper – Blow Da Club Down (G-Town Madness & The Viper Oldschool Mix) 33. DJ Sim – Simbiosis 34. Pilldriver – Pitch-Hiker [RED ALERT] 35. Neophyte – Braincracking [HOOLIGAN] 36. G-Town Madness & The Viper – Live A Lie [KYTEZO] 37. Q-Tex – E-Creation (’94 Mix) 38. General Base – Rhythm & Drums [HIGH FIVE REC.] 39. The Bazeman – Bazeman

Charly Lownoise played: [1:34:36] KAAZE – Triplet (Zany Rework) [1:37:01] DJ Isaac – Fascinating Rhythm [SCANTRAXX] [1:40:00] ID – ID [1:43:16] Kutski & Komb – Frost And Fire [SKINK] [1:45:44] DJ Isaac – Party People [SCANTRAXX] [1:48:46] Ricardo Moreno – Get Crazy [ROQ ‘N ROLLA] 46. Brennan Heart – Feel U Here (G-Town Madness & The Viper Remix) [MIDIFY] 47. T.N.T. – Kiss The Ground (ID Remix) [1:57:52] Zombie Nation – Kernkraft 400 (Alex Prospect & Jakka-B Flip) [FREE/GIGOLO] [1:59:57] Bass-D – Like A Dream 2017 (Re-Style Remix) [GUMBALLZ] [2:02:48] Re-Style – Drop That Funky Mashup 51. ID – ID [2:07:28] Re-Style – Spring [FREE] 53. Brennan Heart & The Prophet – Wake Up! (The Prophet Hardcore Remuxx) [SCANTRAXX] 54. G-Town Madness & The Viper – Here It Comes [VIPER BEATZ] 55. The Viper – Minimix #1 [2:20:45] The Viper & Neophyte – 98 To Your Mind [NEOPHYTE] [2:23:39] Nosferatu ft. Alee & LXCPR & MC Diesel – Los! (SSZD Kingsday Anthem 2017) [NEOPHYTE] [2:27:39] Bob Marley – No Woman No Cry (Mental Theo Bootleg) [ISLAND] 59. Charly Lownoise & Re-Style ft. Ricardo Moreno – City Streets [DERAILED BLACK] 60. Re-Style ft. Dune – Forever Young [FREE] 61. Maycke – Stars (Live For Ruby and Rose) [CL&MT] Promo 62. Art Of Fighters – Hardcore Makes The World Move [TRAXTORM] 63. DJ Promo – Emotions Over Anger 64. Catscan – The Agency [THE THIRD MOVEMENT] 65. Base Alert – Ojeeoink [MASTERS OF HARDCORE] 66. Meagashira – Swarm [SUPREME INTELLIGENCE] 67. DJ Niel – The Sound From The Deep 68. DJ Promo – I Come Correct [THE THIRD MOVEMENT] 69. DJ Promo – King Of Pain [ID&T] 70. Nosferatu – The Underground Stream [ENZYME] 71. Placid K – Stealin’ Beats 72. Tommyknocker – Death By Stereo 73. Endymion – Payback [ENZYME] 74. DJ Promo – Brother Of Conflict [THE THIRD MOVEMENT] 75. Art Of Fighters – Fuck You! [TRAXTORM] 76. Tha Playah & Neophyte & The Viper – Master This! [NEOPHYTE] 77. Nosferatu & Ophidian – Psychiatric Ass [ENZYME K7] 78. DJ Promo – Phreak Ya Speaka [THE THIRD MOVEMENT] 79. N-Vitral – Kombat Aktion [THE THIRD MOVEMENT] 80. Tha Playah – On The Edge [NEOPHYTE] 81. DJ Mad Dog & Amnesys – Game Over [TRAXTORM] 82. Lenny Dee – Forgotten Moments (Ophidian Remix) [INDUSTRIAL STRENGTH]

DJ Panic played: 83. Enfant Terrible – P.W.A. 84. Sequential One – Dance (Remix Part II) 85. DJ Isaac – Another Dream 86. Inferno Bros. – Slaves To The Rave (PCP Mix) [PLANET PHUTURE] 87. Neophyte vs. The Stunned Guys – Get This Motherfucker [ROTTERDAM] 88. Charly Lownoise & Mental Theo – Fantasy World [CL&MT] 89. Pino D’ambini – Up & Down Ballz 90. ID – ID 91. Lockjaw – Underground Funk 92. Buzz Fuzz – Dreamgirl 93. Buzz Fuzz – Untitled 94. Chosen Few – The Break 95. Rave Nation – Going Crazy (Forze DJ Team Remix) [FORZE] 96. Buzz Fuzz – Frequencies [BE YOURSELF] 97. Vanugenth the 5th – Here We Go Again [RUFFNECK] 98. Neophyte – Evil 99. Og’s – Tic Tac 100. 50% Of The Dreamteam – Fatal Morgana 101. Paul Elstak – Die Like A Pig 102. DJ Panda – It’s A Dream [CREATION] 103. Alienator – Prey 104. Nosferatu – Cameltoe 105. G-Town Madness & The Viper – Come As One [VIPER BEATZ] 106. Art Of Fighters – Earthquake [TRAXTORM] 107. Angerfist – Criminally Insane [PEACOCK] 108. The Masochist – Chemistry 109. Catscan – Mindfull Candy 110. Evil Activities ft. DJ Panic & MC Alee – Bigger Than Ever 111. DJ Paul vs. DJ Distortion – Fear 112. The Viper & Evil Activities – Raw To The Floor [NEOPHYTE] 113. Neophyte & Tha Playah – Still Nr. 1 [NEOPHYTE] 114. Masters Of Ceremony – Undr_Ctrl09 115. Endymion & The Viper – My Music World 116. Angerfist & Outblast – Dominators (2009 Refix) 117. Neophyte Records Allstars – Neophyte Records Mashup #2 118. DJ Mad Dog – Nasty [TRAXTORM] 119. Nosferatu & Endymion – Drunk With A Gun [ENZYME] 120. Evil Activities & DJ Panic ft. Alee – Never Fall Asleep [NEOPHYTE] 121. Juggernaut – Communism 122. Painbringer – Words Of ’95 123. ID – ID 124. Chosen Few – Name Of The DJ [MOKUM] 125. Lockjaw – Reactor 126. ID – ID 127. Masters Of Ceremony – Hardcore To Da Bone [NEOPHYTE] 128. Scott Brown & Omar Santana – Shoot This MF 129. DJ Promo – Kill Da Noise 130. 3 Steps Ahead – Drop It (Tommyknocker & The Stunned Guys Remix) [ID&T] 131. Noize Suppressor – Fingherz [NOIZE REC.] 132. Tha Playah – On The Edge [NEOPHYTE] 133. Neophyte Records All Stars – Adrenaline [NEOPHYTE] 134. Evil Activities – Evil Inside [NEOPHYTE] 135. The Prophet – Big Boys Don’t Cry [CLOUD9] 136. Jones & Stephenson – The First Rebirth (DJ Promo Rework) [BONZAI] 137. Furyan – Bass Journey [MASTERS OF HARDCORE] 138. Radium – Rockin Fire [PSYCHIK GENOCIDE] 139. D-Fence – Dissed [NEOPHYTE] 140. DJ Mad Dog – Reset [DOGFIGHT] 141. Re-Style – Get It Crackin (Sefa Remix) [MASTERS OF HARDCORE]

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Big Ass Tag Game

Rules: Tag whoever you want!

I find glasses attractive: True

I find beanies attractive: True

Last song you listened to: Start Again - OneRepublic ft. Logic

Last YouTube video you watched: TASER TAG! TONGUE OR MONEY!! at TEMPEST Freerunning Academy - Elton Castee

Favorite YouTubers: Elton Castee, TFIL, Corbin Reinhardt, Sam and Colby, MiniLadd, CaptainSparklez, Ally Law, Ryan Taylor, Storror Blog, Night Scape

Last thing you Googled: poutine near me

Private Island or Private Jet? - Jet

Pancakes or Waffles? - waffles (with chicken)

Coffee or Tea? - Coffee

Water or Bubbly Water? - Water cus fuck bubbly water

Pineapple on pizza? - YES

Do you like foods from a country other than your own? - Yessssss

Any crushes right now? - Always

Name drop? - Corbin Reinhardt, Elton Castee, Sebastian Stan, Lucas Till, Tom Holland, Charlie Rowe, Jack Cutmore-Scott, Matt Czuchry

Do you write? - Fanfic, yes

If yes, what’s the title of the last thing you worked on? - Vegas Fight Club

If no, or even yes, what’s the last thing you’ve read? - X-Ray + Penny - HISHE by @whumpadoodle

Favorite meal food: crawfish

Favorite dessert food: cannolis

Dream trip: Tempest Freerunning Academy in California

Favorite restaurant: Founding Farmers in Washington DC

Thing(s) you’re trying to master: life??? nah lol precision jump, kong gainers and tic tacs

Thing(s) you want but don’t have the money for: a trip around the world

Favorite color: Black but some people don’t consider that a color so for those who don’t: red

Low/High-key kink(s): coughing, willingness to protect, humility, sarcasm, parkour/freerunning, pain, confidence, humor/funny, ETC. (I have so many)

Favorite joke: The elevator doors open into a bar. A mysterious man sits in the dark in the back. The guy walks out of the elevator and straight to the man in the dark. “Watcha drinkin’?” The guy asks. “Magic beer.” The man in the dark says. “No way.” The guy says. “Sure is. Watch this.” The man in the dark takes a sip, walks over to the balcony, flies around the building and comes back to sit in the same spot. “Woah! That’s incredible! Mind if I try?” The guy asks. “Go ahead.” The man in the dark answers. The guy downs the rest of the bottle, runs over to the balcony and jumps off, plummeting to his death on the sidewalk below. The bartender stops wiping down the bar, looks to the man in the dark and says, “You really are an ass when you drink, Superman.”

Word(s) you hate: oof, bae

Word(s) you love: y’all, yeet

Sounds you hate: kissing, babies/children screaming and crying, children laughing when there are no children around

Sounds you love: When my crush says literally anything, music, dogs doing an awoo

Favorite vine(s): Uh... Yeah I Sure Hope It Does, anything by Scotty Sire and Elton Castee and SO MANY MORE

Favorite TV Shows: The Resident, SEAL Team, MacGyver, The Flash, Arrow, Last Man Standing, Mom, The Big Bang Theory, Deception, ETmfC.

I’m tagging: @wolfypuppypiles @fyeahvulnerablemen @the-wandering-whumper @whumpadoodle and anyone else who wants to join!!!

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exit82 be more chill - a written bootleg

ACT ONE

first of all i’d like to say that the cheering was not nearly as excessive as tumblr led me to believe it wasn’t that bad and i could hear all the lines so!!! comfort to y’all

*spooky theramin hell dream commence*

JERE HAD THE VOICE OF A GOD, A VERY NERDY SMALL GINGER GOD

okay but the dad though we have to admire his skill to put on his pants so quickly to go and be a bus driver

the whole time brooke chloe and jenna are having their conversation jere is just awkwardly trying to discreetly slide his hand to his locker and honestly me

also brooke just like skips everywhere it’s adorable

everyone was just glancing around at each other while rich wrote boyf on the backpack like 👀👀👀👀👀

this jake definitely did a totally different thing for his jake than jake boyd but i LOVED it and he was really great!!!

the set for this was so versatile and stuff like they turned around the lockers and BAM there’s the play signup sheet it was cool as hell

jeremy does this cute cut-off gesture on “end scene” and it’s A+

C H R I S T I N E

oh my god where do i start with christine her overalls were great, her cat stockings were great, her voice was AMAZING like honestly y’all she was a blessing

SO LIKE i was sitting right by this exit door and turns out it’s where a L O T of people enter from so michael walked in all casually with his slushy right in front of me and i was n o t p r e p a r e d

michael was acting so high during his part it was great

MICHAEL MAKES KISSY FACES AT JERE FOR THE BOYF RIENDS PART AND I MEAN IT WAS PLAYED FOR LAUGHS BUT STILL

also when jere says his whole “i hate this school” thing michael just kinda smiles and shrugs so that was NICE

i can confirm that christine signing up for the play in this production is just as extra as it was in the original production

chloe’s “i like gay people” was like really loud it was great

can yall believe im still only in the first song

also the ensemble peeps were A++ i loved them

for the scene before play rehearsal there’s a whiteboard with drama club written on it in cute lettering and it’s great

CHRISTINE IS GOD

the whole song jeremy is just watching christine with a goofy grin like heck yeah i love this human and it’s adorable i loved it so much!!

christine’s NOISES!!!!!! A++++++

at the end with the “we’re starting” christine just kept pausing at staring at the whiteboard expectantly until she turns to jere and is like “soooooon” and it was both pure and hilarious

MR REYES HAD LIKE A MULLET/PONYTAIL COMBINATION WIG THING AND IT WAS AMAZING

when mr reyes says the thing about frisbee golf this ensemble guy just goes like “yeah!!” it was great

christine looked so genuinely distraught over midsummer nightmare with zombies

also when mr reyes announces it he flips the whiteboard to reveal midsummer nightmare with zombies written in like this beautiful calligraphy it was blessed

he’s so aggressive with “THE MAN IS DEAD LET IT GO” oh my god

so in this version jake is way more just obviously hitting on christine rather than genuinely saying all the stuff about romeo and juliet and i don’t know how i feel about it but he delivered it really well so !!!!!!

the audience audibly sadly awwed when christine didn’t notice jeremy speaking

RICHARD FUCKIN GORANSKI OH MY GODNESS

the lisp is alive and well by the way

fRESHMAN YEEAR

basically the squip song was very extra i loved it

everyone was so excited at the “its from japan”

RICH JUST WIPES HIS PISS HANDS ON JEREMYS FACE AND SHIRT WHAT THE FUCK RICHARD

DODODODODODODODODODODODODODODODODODO

michael just deadass lights a blunt during two player game it’s hilarious

the pacman tattoo is confirmed to be on michael’s right arm i took note

MICHAEL DABBED TWICE

on the line “i wanna move on” jeremy just sorta whinily shakes michael’s arm it’s great

during the favorite person part michael just lowkey rests his head on jere’s shoulder and is promptly playfully shoved so that he falls facefirst into the two bean bags and he just sorta lays there for a bit it’s amazing

for the final chorus part thing they both just do these ridiculous karate moves and shit in the front while video game characters take off the set it’s so extra and blessed i loved it

tHERES TWO SALESPEOPLE

instead of the sideburns comment jeremy just awkwardly says “so, my chemical romance right” it was the best

when jeremy opens the shoebox michael in the background just lowkey moves his phone up in the air and takes a picture then looks really satisfied and pleased with it

press f to pay respects to jeremy’s bar mitzvah money

the squip looks just like this cool villainy dude at first but over the course of the show he slowly gets more and more squippy and villainy looking it’s so FUCKIN COOL

also when the squip first shows up little drop down things on the ceiling of the squip wire shit shows up and there’s also more big ones that show up in upgrade it’s just a cool lil thing that i liked

the squip squat-sits a lot. just a psa

AT THE “SHE WAS CHEATING ON ME” PART JEREMY STRAIGHT UP FLIPS THESE CLOTHES IN THE AIR AND FLAILS AROUND ON THE GROUND WHAT THE FUCK JEREMIAH

do you wanna ride was both uncomfortable and hilarious at the same time it was p amazing

there were these short pauses in between each “in” in pinkberry at the end it was super funny

at the end of be more chill part two when everyone sets jeremy down on the bed the squip says like “be careful with him he’s delicate”

jere: *aggressively tapping his head* hellooo are you on? mr heere: son are you talking to yourself again jere: i...guess i am mr heere: okay

from now on jeremy wears his eminem shirt AND this black coat vest thing it actually looks pretty good

at play rehearsal everyone does southern accents during their lines it’s amazing

“cough.”

JEREMY AND CHRISTINE SLOW DANCE DURING GUY I’D KINDA BE INTO THIS IS NOT A DRILL

“im sorry i don’t know why im crying” BIG MOOD JEREMIAH

“noooooooo....ot exactly”

jere is forced to make out with brooke and he clearly looks very uncomfortable and i felt so bad jvnghfkd

“that...that’s illegal” “yeah, it’s totally illegal!” SHFGJSCKISFTDYIDV

everyone highkey gasped/sadly awwed when jere said optic nerve blocking on

ACT TWO

brooke’s sexy dog costume jvndhdksj

RICH DEADASS HAS A FUCKIN BAGUETTE MACHETE I DIED

I AM IM READY FOR YOUR HALLOWEEN PARTY

“i do not understand the request” YES YOU FUCKIN DO SHUT UP TIC TAC MAN

*bathtub prop is brought onstage* FUCK IM NOT EMOTIONALLY READY-

NOT ONLY DOES JEREMY CALL HIM A LOSER BUT HE SHOVES HIM INTO THE BATHTUB TOO OH MY GOD NO

the audience reaction was INSANE people were ooing and awwing and gasping all around me and it was surreal as fuck

THIS BOY MIKEY WAS L I T E R A L L Y CHOKING BACK THE TEARS HE SOUNDED SO UPSET I CANT DESCRIBE IT ACCURATELY BUT HE SOUNDED LIKE HE WAS ACTUALLY SOBBING IT HURT ME

by the way this dude has the voice of an angel. of a god. a god angel. an angel god.

christine and jeremy’s weird noise exchange was the cutest damn thing ever

everyone in the audience sounded so sad when christine said no to going out with jeremy but i mean WE WERE SAD EVEN THOUGH MOST OF US KNEW IT WAS GONNA HAPPEN

SMARTPHONE HOUR WAS HYPE AS SHIT OKAY ALSO THE DRAG REPRESENTATION WAS LIVING

they all start out in bathrobes and stuff (LIKE I ALWAYS PICTURED IT TOO I WAS INTERNALLY SCREAMING!!!) then they take them off to reveal these like shiny elastic outfits like in a zumba class or something it was amazing

BROOKE DROPPING HER PHONE THEN SCREECHING AND DIVING AFTER IT IS M Y NEW AESTHETIC

okay but when the squip walks out for the scene before pitiful children he looks like a straight up evil electronic BADASS he got Cloaks For Days (also his makeup was On Point the whole show so just sayin)

everyone in the audience made sad noises when jenna said her line about knowing everyone’s business but honestly i felt a Sad at that part

JENNA NAILED THOSE HIGH NOTES also she just deadass pulled the Mountain Dew out of her coat jvnghfk

LIGHT UP SHOES DURING PITIFUL CHILDREN THIS IS NOT A DRILL EVERYONE

THE PANTS SONG WAS AMAZING also michael was super defensive when mr heere asked if he loved jeremy like he super quickly was like “NO” i just thought it was intriguing

JERES COSTUME ON MR REYES WAS SO SMALL HIS SHIRT WAS LITERALLY A CROP TOP

during the rich flashback the play background curtain thing comes down a bit to show the flashback and then comes back up it was cool

“MICHAEL MAKES AN ENTRANCE” “AAAAAAAAAAAAA”

THE KUNG FU FIGHT THING also michael still keeps jeremy in this body hug thing to keep him restrained long after he needs to be just something i noticed

during the “confession” part christine and jeremy slow dance again BUT i paid attention to michael in the background and he looked DISTRAUGHT i deadass actually saw him wipe a tear and start walking away (before coming back when jere gives her the mountain dew red) and HOLY SHIT YALL I WAS HURT

michael is just left in this pile of bodies and he literally just shouts “OH FUCK” and honestly SAME

R I C H A R D oh my god first of all this whole scene he is like just smiling his ass off in this full body cast and the lisp was super alive and everyone lost their SHIT at the totally bi part it was so great and when michael comes in he’s like so excitedly ranting about what happened that he fuckin shakes jere’s hospital bed it was great ALSO IM ALMOST POSITIVE THAT RICH WAS WEARING AN LGBT SHIRT FOR VOICES IN MY HEAD CAN SOMEONE HELP CONFIRM THIS

i have never heard so many people gasp because of a man walking onstage wearing pants

BROOKE AND CHLOE SWITCHED SHIRTS THIS IS NOT A DRILL

i was really glad that everyone including michael were so happy for jeremy and christine it was pure

im emotionally worn out that was a ride thanks for listening hope yall will be able to visually see this beauty someday

#be more chill #bmc #bmc musical #exit 82 #exit 82 theatre

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cinneamhain · 7 years

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Christine Sydelko Sentence Starters

I’ve been bingeing Christine’s vines and vlogs, and everything she says is perfect for crack-tastic hijinks.

“Don’t ask questions, just drive!”

“Too bad you can’t hot glue gun your marriage back together!”

What happens if I put hot dogs in the garbage disposal?”

“One time when I was twelve I made my sim woo-hoo with a ghost and my mom walked in and saw, and she took my computer away for a month.”

“And so I say onto you, Adam and Eve are my OTP, and the only thing I vape is the Holy Ghost. Amen.”

“Oh god why did I do this, why did I do this, why did I do this?!”

“I hate it when guys only offer five goats and ten chickens for my hand in marriage. Hello! Clearly I’m worth five goats, twelve chickens, and a rabbit pelt.”

“The macarena was an inside job!”

“Yeah, I--I bet he’s got a penis.”

“Eyy girl, so when we gonna churn butter and chill?”

“Hi, welcome to to bible study!”

“Hi, Horror Club is doing a human centipede on the quad tomorrow. BYSK, bring your own sewing kit.”

“I’m like, it’s not my fault you got lice.”

“This is why dad left you.”

“I’m wearing a jean dress and I feel good!”

“Oh my god, my mom was right! Peer pressure is real!”

“It says here that you wish to have your ashes brewed in a Keurig?”

“Celine Dion put a curse on my family and now our crops won’t grow.”

“What’s better than this, guys being dudes?”

“His favorite fruit is a mango, but will she be ready to tango?”

“Kumbaya my lord!”

“Drive, bitch! To the...pussy store.”

“My mom says I can’t play with you anymore.”

“It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s the good kush!”

“He was a dolphin in a whale suit!”

“If you don’t call your boyfriend papi, is he really your boyfriend?”

“Yeah, uh, tip of the penis to you too, ____ !”

“Yeah, I know where that is. You’re going to the left, to the right, take it back now y’all, two hops this time, and then cha-cha real smooth.”

“Money over love!”

“It’s like, yeah, like, I do skin cats for fun, but I’m not a psychopath. Don’t label me, you know?”

“Oh, I was just making sure you weren’t two kids trying to sneak into an R-rated movie.”

“Run, it’s almost midnight! I turn into a fuckboy!”

“You think this is a game? This is fucking science! I don’t play that shit!”

“Ew girl! What the fuck are you doing burping in my mouth and shit?!”

“ ___ get your credit card. Hurry up, get your fucking credit card!”

“It says you wish to be mummified in fruit roll-ups?”

“LMAO, he just gave her the D!”

“Do they have a snapchat geo-tag?”

“I want ____ to rip out my large intestine and use it as a jump rope.”

“I’d like to thank all three of you for coming. Now, she wasn’t very pretty, and she wasn’t very smart...”

“I believe in equality. I believe your dick is equal to the size of a tic tac, how about that?”

“My dick is stuck in a Pringles can.”

“I just saw your google search history and I think we need to talk. Now, what are ‘sexy minions’?”

“Oh girl, you’re going to get with the penis real soon!”

“Only get on your knees for two things: beer bongs and blow jobs.”

“I think I swallowed a nickel.”

Nice scrapbook, or should I say CRAPbook?”

“Tom and Jerry were lovers! The government is lying to us!”

“Well looks like this body...is a dead one.”

“So ____ starts choking me and saying ‘Bitch, you bought the wrong lunchables!’“

“The rain is just God’s tears. He’s crying because we’re sinners.”

“Give me my tupperware, ___ !”

“ ___, the flower crown you got me is too big! I can’t show my face at Coachella like this!”

“No one cuts off my banjo solo!”

“You stayed up all night playing the sims again, didn’t you?”

“Heeeeeey, Mister Big Cock!”

“Do I need this? No. Do I want it? Also no.”

“If you spit in my mouth I will murder your family.”

“I only twerk on Priuses. Eco-friendly!”

“I am shooketh.”

“Why does the lady at Taco Bell know my name?”

“They’re bueno.”

“Can you tell me why I stole a pool ball from that bar?”

“I’m not even on my period!”

#ask memes #rp ask memes #rp sentence starters #ask sentence starters #funny ask memes

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katerbees · 7 years

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Cadre part 1

Ahhh here it is guys, part 1, 6 chapters @noonesjob @fortunatelycleverpaper @tintinnabulary @kateflowrchild13 Cadre Ch. 1

This city was a shit hole. Corrupt, dirty, dark. Lorcan had grown up here, learning early on how to hustle and how to stay alive. He took a drag from his cigarette. If you call this living he thought; assessing the alleyway for anything out of the ordinary. Detecting nothing, he tossed his cigarette to the ground and crushed the filter with his shoe. He sighed, mentally preparing for the night ahead. He grabbed the black solid door and stepped into the dimly lit club, The Oakwald.

The club was almost as dark as the street alley he had just walked in from, and smelled just as bad. The odor of alcohol, grease, and vomit mixed with bleach filled his nostrils. In a disgusting way, it smelled like home. “Check 1 2, Check 1,2” Lorcan heard from the stage. Fenrys was standing at the mic for sound check. “It sounds like shit,” Lorcan yelled across the empty theater floor. In two hours the place would be packed with fans and whoever else happened to find their way here on a Friday night. For now, it was just Lorcan and the other members of Cadre and Dorian, the sound check guy from Oakwald.“Sorry about that guys, let’s try again.” a voice came from next to Lorcan. Dorian was messing with some buttons trying to get the monitors and amps to fire up.“Check check” Fenrys tried again. At least this time, some sound came out. Lorcan rolled his eyes and headed backstage, these two idiots could figure that shit out.

He passed through a door to the side of the stage, into the green room. Gavriel, the oldest member of Cadre was sitting in a chair, making notes on some pieces of paper. “Hello Lorcan.” Gavriel said without looking up.“What’s going on?” Lorcan responded, gesturing to the papers even though Gavriel couldn’t see him.“Making notes on where you will be picking up Vocals. Fenrys has most of it covered, but you need to join him in “Blood Oath” “Enemy of the Mate” “Witch Blood” and “Valg pigs” “ Gavriel listed from their set list.Lorcan rolled his eyes but didn’t argue. “Fucking Whitethorn,” is all he said, and he went back outside to smoke another cigarette.

Lorcan leaned up against the brick side of the building. He didn’t feel like helping them set up. He didn’t feel like doing much of this anymore. Not since Whitethorn had decided to leave Cadre a few months ago, leaving Lorcan to pick up vocals, and leaving a position behind in their other job.

Cadre was a metal band. The city was in a state of turmoil and change. The gangs were all vying for power. This was very good for the metal scene; the band was finally taking off. Their manager, Maeve, had managed to score them some gigs at a few real venues. Ones that were in places like Perranth, Bellhaven, and Anielle. Places outside the city, where people actually came to listen to music and spend money on merchandise and food and cds.The reason they were playing at The Oakwald tonight was to move a new shipment of the hottest new pill, witch mirror, to their buyers. The new nice venues had things like security, and cops, and people that didn’t use drugs as often. And even if those nice suburban people were users, they came into the city to buy them. Here at The Oakwald, everyone knew that after the show, all you had to do was know the right word, and you could score what you wanted. Cadre was partially a front. But Lorcan and the rest of Cadre loved to play music. Maeve had promised them all that if Cadre took off enough, one day, they could cut out of the drug shit, sell off their portions to one of the other gangs, and go full time legitimate.

Whitethorn hadn’t given a shit about any of that. As soon as he met that girl, that Aelin, he was done. Done with selling drugs, done with playing music, and done with Lorcan.

Whitethorn had been the lead vocalist of Cadre, and he had been damn good at it. He also wrote lyrics with Gavriel. Most importantly to Lorcan though, he was very good at making connections with the right people. Good at making sure if there was security they either didn’t know or didn’t see what was going on behind the scenes with those extra boxes the band brought along. He was also good at kicking people’s asses if a deal went south. He and Lorcan had been through a lot of shit together; a lot of things they wouldn’t have survived if they didn’t have each other’s backs. And Whitethorn had walked away from all of that.To add insult to injury, that bitch he was dating, had stolen from Maeve, and had set Lorcan up to take the fall for it. Aelin had replaced three crates of witch mirror with goddamned tic-tacs. Whitethorn had looked the other way on security duty to let her do it. Lorcan delivered three crates of candy to the Valg gang instead of drugs. It hadn’t been pretty. Lorcan had managed to kill the four of them, but barely. Maeve had been disgraced, and an all-out gang war was a very real threat.

When Lorcan tracked Aelin down and had her pinned to the wall with a knife to her throat, Whitethorn had stepped in and ripped Lorcan off of her; standing between them,“If you touch her again, I will kill you” Whitethorn had shouted. Lorcan believed him.“She set Maeve up, she set me up, I was almost killed by four Valg soldiers!”Lorcan screamed at the man he had considered his best friend. “She tried to kill me Whitethorn, how are you defending this crazy bitch!?” Lorcan snarled. Whitethorn punched him in the face, hitting him so hard he fell to the ground.

“It’s Rowan now. And I don’t care what she did to you or Maeve. She did what she had to. If you find us again, I’ll kill you,” Rowan replied. With that, he put his arm around Aelin, and they walked off into the night.

“Fucking bitch.” Lorcan said out loud as he remembered his last encounter with the two of them.

Ch. 2

Lorcan always had a hard time adjusting to the stage lights. They made him sweat, his tan skin glistening, and his dark hair sticking ot the back of his neck. Everything else, he just felt with every ounce of his being. The music flowed through him, filling his veins with the closest thing to happiness he had ever known in his miserable life. When he was on the stage he didn’t have to worry about where his next meal was coming from, or Whitethorn, or selling drugs, or about the people he killed. He just played rhythm guitar and sang.

The audience was a sea of faces and bodies thrashing up and down to their music. Some people were screaming along. They were halfway into the song “Blood Oath,” when Lorcan saw something happening out of the corner of his eye.There was a young girl with long black hair, wearing a purple tunic and leggings, who was clearly not used to hanging out in dive bars. She kept looking behind her, and while she was trying to look like she belonged there, she had no drink in her hand, and she definitely didn’t know any of the words to the songs.Probably someone’s girlfriend that they drug along here, Lorcan thought to himself. Couples were the worst.

Lorcan continued singing and plucking along for the rest of the song.“Thanks for coming out the The Oakwald tonight everybody! Just a reminder that after the show we will have our regular merchandise as well as a ton of our new merchandise for sale,” Fenrys spoke into the microphone. Gavriel would work the legit table, selling CDs while Fenrys and Gavriel would be out back with the witch mirror. “Next up we’re going to play one of our favorites, “Witch Blood” he continued into the mic as he played the first note of the song. Lorcan looked up again, he saw the same girl in the back of the audience, this time, she was arguing with two men, dressed in the colors of the Ilken gang. One was behind her, blocking her path from the front door. The other was leaned in close to her, too close, judging by the look on her face. He saw her shove the one Ilken away and turn to walk into the crowd. The Ilken who had been behind her grabbed her from behind, putting a hand over her mouth. Her eyes went wide, and she made eye contact with Lorcan. Help me. Lorcan had to do something. But what? They were in the middle of a song. Shit shit shit.They were dragging her to the side door that led out to the alley.

Lorcan froze. He stopped singing. Fenrys looked over, confused. “Intermission. Sorry, nature calls!” Lorcan said, feeling like an idiot. The crowd collectively grumbled, several shouts of “what the fuck” were heard along with some booing “Nesryn,” he yelled to the barkeeper, “first round is one me!”That calmed the crowd down, Nesryn raised her eyebrows, shook her head, and started pouring shots into little cough syrup sized containers.

Lorcan sat his guitar down and ran for the side door.He arrived in the alley. Other people had already made their way out to take a smoke break.No sign of the girl and those thugs. Shit shit. Lorcan listened for any sounds that were out of the ordinary. He knew this city like the back of his hand. He saw a cardigan lying at the entrance to another alley down the street and ran towards it.

Lorcan turned the corner and nearly ploughed through the first Ilken who was standing watch. He quickly looked behind him to the back of the Alley and saw the girl lying on the ground, putting up a fight with the Ilken on top of her. Lorcan punched the standing ilken in the nose once, causing the man to double over. Lorcan introduced the man’s head to his knee sending the man falling to the ground. He then began kicking him in the ribs. The Ilken who had been on top of the girl jumped to his feet.

“Hey buddy, back off, it’s not what it looks like.” the Ilken lied, arms out in front of him in a placating position“Is that so?” Lorcan spat, stepping closer and closer to the man. He could see the girl getting up to a seated position, sliding her body over to the wall, protecting her body with her arms and legs and crying.

Lorcan could not remember the last time he was so angry. Even when Aelin set him up and those Valg tried to murder him paled in comparison to this. He would make this man literally eat his own dick. “It looks to me like you’re fucking kidnapping and assaulting this girl and it looks like I’m going to fucking kill you!” Lorcan yelled at the man.

“No, no, no. We were sent by her Uncle. She owes a great debt to the owner of Morath. She needs to come with us to pay him back. We are simply doing our job.” the Ilken protested, believing that by saying these words meant that he would be walking out of this alley with the girl in tow.“I don’t care what the fuck you think she owes anybody. You don’t have the right to touch her. You don’t have the right to come in and ruin my show.” Lorcan raged

“You know who the leader of Morath is, don’t you?” the man started again. “I do not think that’s an enemy you are interested in making. When I don’t return, they will know what happened. They will hunt her down. They will hunt you down.” the man stated with impressive calm. Lorcan had heard rumors about Morath. He knew it was a strip club in the city. He knew that a lot of girls who worked there were forced to and were high most of the time, and he also knew that a lot of them were never seen again. And the owner was the one person even Maeve was afraid of. The crime boss Erawan.

Lorcan hadn’t expected that.“How much much money does she owe?” Lorcan asked.“It is not money she owes. And it is something that only she has. So I will be taking her back to Morath tonight.”Lorcan detected the girl shaking. He could detect the panic at the mention of going back there, could sense that she was worried he was going to walk away and let this many take her away. There was no way in hell that was happening.“Well,” Lorcan started, “then I guess we will just make sure no one finds your bodes.” a cruel smile appeared on his face, as he reached into his pocket to pull out the knife

Ch. 3

Lorcan washed his hands in a puddle. He had drug the bodies into the Avery River with cinderblocks tied to their ankles. No one was going to find those Ilken any time soon. The girl handed him her cardigan to dry his hands. She hadn’t spoken yet, but she had helped him clean up the blood, Lorcan not missing the fact that she was not startled by the wounds the man had sustained, and that she knew the best way to clean up blood.

Lorcan looked down at her, she had finally stopped shaking.“Do you need me to take you to the hospital or police station or anything?” Lorcan asked as they began to make their way back to the club.“No. I have a few bruises from being knocked arund, but you got there in time before they could do anything else…” her voice trailed off.Lorcan grunted in an affirmative manner. He didn’t know what else to say. He didn’t want to ask her what the man had been talking about, and he certainly didn’t want to think about the fact that he had just killed men who were working for Erawan. Maeve had been working on brokering an alliance between the two gangs and this would not bode well. Shit, Lorcan thought, what was he going to do?

As they neared the back entrance to the club, he spotted Chaol, the security guard, Lorcan went to wave and give him a hassle but Chaol’s eyes widened and Lorcan knew something was wrong.“Lorcan you need to get the hell out of here.” Chaol whispered , looking behind him in the direction of the club.“What are you talking about?” Lorcan responded.“Shit is going down. Your boss lady showed up and saw you all weren’t playing. Worse, Vern from Morath is in there right now shouting about how something has happened to his security guards and how they were last seen heading into the club trying to find his niece. He is in there right now tearing it apart, detaining all of the concert goers trying to find them. Maeve is flipping her shit. “ Chaol spat out as much as possible and as quickly as possible.

His eyes shifted to the dark haired girl who had now gone very still, and who was almost folded into Lorcan’s side.Lorcan’ saw Chaol eyeing the girl and piecing things together. He felt her stiffen and draw herself closer to him. Shit.Lorcan growled “Stop looking at her like that.”Chaol’s eyes returned to meet Lorcan’s gaze, “ If you both get out of here now, and don’t come back. I won’t say anything to anybody. You have my word”Lorcan believed him.

Ch. 4

Elide had been through one hell of a week.She had escaped death not once, but twice. And now here she was with this stranger who had saved her even though he could have given her up twice now. She wondered what he would want in return.

The man next to her was built like a mountain. He was impressively tall and muscular. Elide had found herself admiring him when he was on the stage. He had seemed like he was in a trance.

“My name is Lorcan.” he said to her. “In a few days I’m sure things will calm down and my boss can straighten everything out. But until then, it seems like we need to lay low. Do you have anywhere we can go?” Elide shook her head. “No.I ran with only the clothes on my back.” She could have said so much more, but right now she was just tired. And it hadn’t been entirely true. Her friend, Manon, had managed to stuff a couple hundred dollars into Elide’s bra as she pushed her into a taxi, throwing another hundred at the driver to forget that he had ever been there or seen them.

Lorcan shrugged. “Alright then, we can’t go back to my place, Maeve and the rest of Cadre will be there later. So I guess we will get a hotel.” He heard her stomach growling. “One that is still serving food.” he added.

They ended up at a Glass Castle Inn on the north side of the city after having a taxi take them to a different hotel, and then walking two miles to this one to help throw off anyone’s scent who might be looking for them. Lorcan had noticed the girl had started to noticeably limp.

They walked into the Inn and sat down in the lounge. Lorcan went to the bathroom.Elide was flipping through the hotel’s information booklet when an older man came over and sat down next to her. She could feel his eyes traveling up and down her body.She looked up, gave a curt nod, and returned to reading the brochure.

“Welcome to our hotel miss. Do you have a reservation, or are you waiting to meet somebody?” he asked while leering at her.Elide looked up at him, he winked at her. “I’m not really looking for any extra company right now, thank you,” She stated and looked back down, she could feel her cheeks getting warm. The man moved to put his hand on her thigh.She might have been worried had a six and a half foot tall man not appeared in front of them.“Actually,” Elide said, removing the man’s hand and springing to her feet, “ I was just waiting for my husband to get out of the bathroom.” she stepped up to Lorcan, embracing him, and got up on her tiptoes to kiss him.

Lorcan slowly moved his head to look down at her, had she just called her his husband? He had definitely just given his number to a beautiful woman that was standing outside the bathroom. Now he wouldn’t get to mess around at a hotel and he would look like a cheating skeezeball.

“Ah, yes.” Lorcan said slowly. “Did you get the reservations made, wife?” he asked, his voice seething with annoyance.“Not yet,” Elide replied. “This gentleman right here was putting some personal touches on the suite he reserved for us.” It was Elide’s chance to wink at the man who had now gone pale in the presence of Lorcan’s powerful and towering presence.“Right away miss, of course.” he stammered, and made the arrangements that Elide had commanded.

Ch. 5

“Don’t you have any luggage?” the other man working the front desk asked them. Lorcan froze. Shit.

“No, our bags got lost on our flight here. They should arrive in a few days,” Elide lied through her teeth, leaning over the counter so that her large breasts suddenly made themselves known as they rested on the countertop.

Impressive lying and tits. Lorcan thought.The man at the desk barely bothered to try and avert his gaze. “No problem. Here are some extra toiletries for your room. The suite does include room service which is only closed from 2 am-6 am, please enjoy your stay.”

They took the express elevator to their room. Elide swiped the keycard and immediately felt safer with the door and the man she had just met standing between her and the city.

“Husband?” Lorcan finally spat out at her. “Not friend? Or brother? Even boyfriend, but husband?” Elide sighed while stretching her arms up over her head and yawning. “Sorry, that swine of manager was groping me before you came out. I told him I was not interested and he didn’t care. Men don’t respect women. They do respect and fear other men, especially other men’s property. Therefore, for now, I am your wife.” Elide replied in a calm voice, as if these were facts that everyone knew. Lorcan couldn’t argue with that. He had seen the way that so many men treated women like they were property.

“Fine. Wife. However, since we’re married now I feel like I’m entitled to know a few things about you. Firstly, your name.” Lorcan said, sitting down on the couch.“My name is Marion” Elide lied. If he got caught it was better if he didn’t know her real name. It would be safer for both of them that way.

“Ok Marion,” Lorcan continued, “Why were you at my show tonight with a bunch of Ilken trying to kill you?”

“I’d really rather not say.” Elide responded. It was such a crazy story.

“Well I’m in really deep shit with my friends and my boss right now because I rescued you so I think I deserve to know why I’m ruining my life and my career.” Lorcan snapped. Did Marion not appreciate any of the shit he had gone through tonight for her? “I know.” Elide responded quietly, sitting on the bed. She took off her shoes and rolled up her leggings. It was then Lorcan saw the massive scar tissue and terrible tattoo upon her ankle. She had literally been branded like property.

Lorcan became quite still. Trying not to stare, but unable not to look. “Who did that to you?”“My uncle.” Elide responded; her stomach growling. Elide shivered on the bed, as though a ghost had walked through her. Lorcan didn’t have a family. Maeve and the members of Cadre were the closest thing he had ever had to one and even though they were all cold-hearted killing bastards, they would never do anything like that to each other. What had this girl been through?Lorcan got up, sat next to her and put a blanket around her shoulders.“Hey, you’re ok for now. We will get all of this sorted out soon. For tonight, take a bath, and try to forget about the people who want to kill you.” Lorcan said, much calmer than he had been a minute ago. Elide looked at him with a shocked expression, “Easy for the star of a rock band to say.”

Lorcan snorted. “I’m flattered. First, it’s a metal band. Second, I’m not really a star, I’m more the second fiddle type of guy, and third, I’m a drug dealer for one of the gang leaders, Maeve. I have killed more people than I can remember and people try to kill me on an almost daily basis.”

Elide sat there hugging the blanket closely to herself. “Well, you don’t seem that scary.”

Lorcan rolled his eyes at her.“Take a bath, we can send your clothes to the laundry service since you scored us a fancy room.”

“I don’t have anything to sleep in.” Elide replied, panic starting to rise in her voice. Tonight when she kissed Lorcan it had actually been her first kiss. Her life had not lent itself to the frivolity of dating nor the desires of sex. She was not sleeping naked in the same room as a man she just met. Was that something he expected? Was there a price to him saving her?

“Wear a robe, turn off the lights, take the robe off in bed. Don’t worry, I’ve seen a ton of naked chicks, I am a rock star, remembers?” Lorcan teased. Elide did not find his comments funny. She gave him a look that dared him to say another word and went into the bathroom. A minute later, she put her clothes outside the door.

Ch. 6

When Elide exited the bathroom wearing a robe she looked around, and saw no sign of Lorcan. Her heart started to race. Had he decided she was more trouble than she was worth? And then she saw two bags and a pizza box laying on the bed. She peered into the bags. They contained a set of pajamas with unicorns on them and leggings that looked very similar to what she had on earlier, a few new shirts, a 5 pack of underwear and a bra. Elide felt like she was going to die from embarrassment. Lorcan had guessed her bra size. And got it right. And bought her pajamas fit for a ten year old. And underwear that came in bulk.

She heard the room key swipe outside, and heard Lorcan’s voice shout “Is it all right if I come inside?”

“Yes.” Elide responded, trying to sound as normal as possible.“I hope you don’t mind, there was a Bullseye store down the street and I figured that would be faster than waiting on the laundry.”

“Yes. Thank you so much.”Elide replied briskly.

“What’s wrong? Is something the wrong size? You can exchange anything you need tomorrow.” Lorcan asked, surprising even himself that he cared what she thought.

“It’s just…What about me says unicorns?” she asked, holding up the pajamas and trying to keep a straight face. Lorcan smiled. An actual smile. Elide was amazed at how much younger it made him look and how much more gentle.

“It was that or bananas and you are clearly more of a unicorn.” He responded. Elide laughed. She coudn’t remember the last time she had done so.

Lorcan walked over to the pizza box and opened it. “I went with half pepperoni half cheese. Take whatever you want and I’ll eat whatever is left.”

Elide could not remember the last time she ate. Even then, she could not remember the last time she was able to eat as much as she wanted. She grabbed three pieces to start with and began to devour them. Lorcan had also grabbed a 6 pack of beer and had opened one while she was picking out her pizza.

Elide began talking between giant bites of food, “My uncle is the manager of the Morath strip club. He and his security, mostly Ilken, drug the girls and make them dance. He keeps all of their money. If they try to escape or keep any of their money to send to their families, he kills them. He also traffics women to several of the gangs in the area. Mostly the Valg and the Ilken. Any children the women have are sold as well”

Lorcan sat there, fumbling his beer in his hands, taking all of this in. Did Maeve know what all was going on in there? Children being sold to the gangs for god knows what? Women being drugged out of their mind to be sex toys for the gangs? Maeve was a woman. There was no way she would be ok with this. He would straighten everything out in a few days.

Lorcan looked up from his bottle at Elide and said, with deathly calm, “Did your uncle make you…?”Elide shook her head. “No, for the past year I’ve worked as a cocktail waitress, to pay for the food and board my uncle said I owed him. But last week, he tried to dose me with pills. I don’t know why. It didn’t work, my friend who is a bartender there saw him do it and told me.. Another girl was super out of it from the drugs the dancers are forced tot take and she fell asleep in my bed one night. I didn’t think it was a big deal so I covered her with a blanket and slept on the floor. My uncle came in and put a needle in her arm instead of the pills. That needle was meant for me. It ended up being a hotshot and it killed her. I don’t know what he wants from me or to do with me, but I knew that night I had to get out of there. My friend helped me escape. I was on the street for a few days, when I spotted the Ilken looking for me and ran into the club. I didn’t think they would be bold enough to attack me in the middle of a concert. But they did. And then you came and saved me”

Lorcan couldn’t help but smile to himself slightly. For once in his miserable life, he had done something right. He had saved a nice girl from something shitty. Even if it was for one night, he had done something good.

“Let’s try to not make a habit out of it.” Lorcan joked dryly, raising his glass in her direction.

“Indeed,” Elide agreed as she finished eating. When she was done Lorcan ate the one piece of pizza she left behind. She had offered to order more or go get some, but he had refused, saying he wasn’t that hungry anyways. When they were done eating, Lorcan moved the couch in front of the door and laid down on it.

Elide changed into her new unicorn pajamas and granny panties, crawled into bed, and got the best night of sleep she had had in years.

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11 Questions Tag - Part II

This was so long I had to split it up but thank you so much for everyone who tagged me: @tragically-broken @lronteeth @fiery-feyre

1. When you’re sad what makes you feel better? Reading and forgetting about my worries for a while or alternatively journaling and wallowing in self pity for a while. Tea also helps. 2. When was the last time someone told you they love you? I can’t really remember tbh… I don’t find it easy to say I love you to people and I guess I don’t often hear it either (how depressing 😂) 3. Have you ever lost a friend? Why? As much as I wish it wasn’t true, moving away from people definitely makes you grow apart and I’ve moved around all my life. With most people I usually still keep in touch, even though we’re not as good friends as we used to be but unfortunately with others I don’t really talk anymore 4. Would you rather have a lot of friends or a few close friends? A few close friends. 5. Have you ever been drunk before, and was the experience good or bad? I’ve been drunk and it’s usually good drunk but I’ve been bad drunk before. Crying in the club bathroom cause the Independent Woman part of your brain is too drunk to function and the Clingy Mess takes over and wants to drunk text your ex and tell him she misses him, or ‘why did I keep drinking the weird shots of different mixes of alcohol my friend kept handing me omg I’m going to throw up the entire contents of my stomach’ (those were just hypothetical scenarios, of course). But mostly it’s just laughs and fun times… 6. Have you ever been in love? No. 7. What makes you feel the most alive? Crying, I guess. It sounds weird but both good crying and bad crying to me are moments when I simply can’t contain my emotions (happiness, sadness, fear, anger) and I have to let them out and all of those extreme emotions are a good reminder that I’m alive. 8. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be? Just one? 😂 I guess I’d make myself be as kind to myself as I am to others… 9. Have you ever wanted to shave your head? YES! So many times. I’m not emotionally attached to my hair at all and I’ve chopped it to a bob from waist long hair a few times before or dyed it weird colours so I definitely wouldn’t mind doing it. I think I could rock a buzzcut. 10. Do you have any tattoos? Nope. 11. If you could do anything right now what would it be? Go outside alone and explore the city at night (haha the joys of being a woman!)

1) Which event in history you’d want to witness if you could time travel? The moment when women got the right to vote. I love reading about the suffragette movement. Or the watergate scandal (this is the journalist in me talking 😂) 2) How did you meet your best friend? We moved in together without knowing each other. 3) If you can be invisible for a day, what would you do? TRAVEL! Get on a plane incognito and travel but I guess I’d have to find my way back home before the 24h are up 4) Your first kiss story I was about 13, I felt like I was the last one to have my first kiss but I definitely wasn’t and even if I had been there wouldn’t have been anything wrong with that but I was young and stupid. It was with a dude from summer camp, we had been flirting (or as much as 13yo can flirt), he had some tic tacs and we had a running joke where he would ask me if I wanted one and then open his mouth and stick his tongue with the tic tac out and say ‘come and take it’ and the best thing 13yo me could come up with was ‘maybe I will’ and then do nothing about it. Anyway, late at night he walks me to my room, we say goodbye, I go change into my pyjamas, and get ready for bed, he knocks on the door again and when I open it he says something silly like ‘about those tic tacs…’ and then kisses me. It was very average. A lot more tongue than young innocent Bianca was expecting, and my roommate was awkwardly shuffling around the room while we kissed for a good few seconds in the doorframe with the door wide open. The next day he was flirting with me again but also with one of my friends who didn’t know I liked him. I told her that I was upset and she apologised and we proceeded to lock ourselves into a room and cry (i don’t even know, don’t ask) and the guy was sat outside the door listening to the whole conversation. Camp ended the next day and I never spoke to the dude again but randomly saw him at a couple of parties and we both refused to acknowledge each other. 5) Most embarrassing memory I have so many that I literally can’t even remember, I just block them from my brain. A random one however is when this guy stopped me on the street and started chatting with me and at one point he goes ‘sooo… how are you?’ and I didn’t hear him properly and just blurted out ‘I’m 17!’ (fun fact I was 18 at the time so I didn’t even tell him the right age…) 6) Best 3 books you’ve read this year Lord of Shadows, ACOWAR and Six of Crows 7) Worst 3 books you’ve read this year The Infinite Sea by Rick Yancey, The Ship by Antonia Honeywell and Love in the time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez 8) Make your basketball team out of book characters Pretty much every fae male SJMaas has ever written + Aelin, Mor and possibly Lysandra who can shapeshift herself to be really tall. 9) Book trope you hate Cringy ‘but omg I can’t choose I love them both’ love triangles or Insta Love with no real reasoning behind it 10) Describe your style a mix of French and British inspired styles. Really simple classic pieces and overall ‘really put together but I didn’t even try’ except I totally did

1. Are narwhals the Jedi or Unicorns of the sea to you? Unicorns. If their horns retracted and glowed and made fancy swish noises they’d be jedi 2. Cats or dogs? BOTH! 3. Favorite fruit? Pomegranates! Watermelon and avocado are in second place 4. Favorite TV show? Friends, Parks and Recreation, the Office, Game of Thrones 5. Headphones or earbuds? earbuds 6. Favorite animal? Owls 7. Favorite Disney song? I won’t say I’m in love from Hercules, I’ll make a man out of you from Mulan, Part of Your World/Kiss the Girl from the Little Mermaid. 8. Favorite cartoon from your childhood? Totally Spies. Does anyone remember that? I used to be obsessed with it. And W.I.T.C.H. 9. Apple or Android? Apple. 10. PlayStation or Xbox? I don’t really know much but my best friend has the cool Xbox Kinect thingie so Xbox 11. Do you like trains or planes better? Planes

I tag: @rhysthehighlord @runesandfaes @igniscorde7112 @peregrynn @red-queen-em-for-a-dream

1. What’s the last song you listened to? 2. What was your favourite book when you were little? 3. What language do you wish you were fluent in? 4. What’s your favourite season and time of the day? 5. If you had to pick one of your top 5 favourite books and never be able to read that book again, which one would you pick? 6. What’s a quote/song lyric you really like? 7. Which 4 fictional characters would you go on a roadtrip with? 8. Favourite ice cream flavour? 9. Would you rather get stuck in a lift for one hour or get stuck on a balcony really high up for one hour? 10. If you could hop on a plane and go anywhere in the world right now, where would you go? 11. What’s your ideal date?

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