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Lash Legend & Jakara Jackson
NXT 20/02/2024
#wwe#wweedit#nxt#lash legend#jakara jackson#nxtedit#wwe nxt#meta four#stuff i made#ladies please ****-***** meeeeee
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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEAAAASE!!!!! tell me about your huhhhhh fem skk au .... actor dazai.. band chuuya. idk where the post went i think it was you, i beg, on my hands and knees i love them. plzplzplz (agree with ur tags btw me2:(( )
I AMMM THE PERSON WITH AUU THANK YOU FOR ENABLING MEEEEEE- ehem hi hallo i am yes hi sudhsudjs okay ya uhhhhh hm im not sure where to start from where left off- rant got long so under cut is more :>
but pretty much soukoku as an idol group til the photographer/aspireing writer oda somehow gets in a scandle and has his parental rights to his kids taken away. before was shared custody but now is.. not.
at this point dazai was already very ready to quit being an idol. so to try and cover up the oda scandal she leaks some pictures of her kissing some people earlier in her career and some mysterious ginger lady....... she also sets up a bomb under one of the agencys cars to really blow everything over.
chuuya is not happy with this. very not happy with this.
but, now she has the freedom to do whatever she wants with her music. so she gose full pop-punk rock<3<3<3<3 and also this is where stupid animatic make their way into my plan. remember the song black sheep cover by lady in schot pilgram, this is one song chuuya makes when she hits it off on her own. she also gets really popular when she moves to pop punk rock
okay dont actually have much else planned with this- just that 2-3 years later dazai publishes a book and its a crazy best seller. talking about the inner workings of the industry and is working on her next books. mabey publishes another in like a year. i am not fully sure timeline-
the dazai leaving the agensy and car bomb really give off breaking up vibes to chuuya til a hose soaked dazai is in front of her door. not even fake rain just blondie(kunikida) got mad at her plan and desided to try soaking the prick. i dont think they immediately start dating again, but they do at some point. and is secret dating ya.
dazai just shows up to some of chuuyas shows? its a running gag that dazai will somehow get on stage and fuck with chuuya. or mess with the lights. or just anything to make a lil ruckus. the media has no clue how dazai keeps ending up at them at the right place and right time.
so! one time 4-5-6 years after dazai leaves the company and a few years of them dating again, dazai sorta.. stops coming to the shows for a little? like seems to be super busy with new book or smth.
animatic timee
then on anniversary chuuya desides to sing one of her old songs. and dazai is sitting in the croud. and is so so much. at the end the light moves over to dazai in the croud as she walks tword the stage. then the lights shut off when shes on the stage. just those two, heres their dialog have thought up, will be little janky not best but im trying. pls change if want.
Ch: "oh so right here-"
D: "Chuuya Nakahara. that first day i met you. that was begrudgingly one of the best days of my life. you were one of the best things in my life. you are one of the best things in my sorry life."
*the sprinklers to the concert all go off*
Ch: "DAZAI?!!?!"
D:"Remember that first arcade date? it was raining so hard we got instantly soaked. got sick for a week with our managers yelling at us. i hated it, but i hated it with you."
D:"or how we snuck out durring that one stop in paris? i was able to get that shitty corner store wine and a day old baguette and you smiled so wide. it was like the sun opened up in front of me."
D:"Mabey instead you could think of that one time, after that accident at that one fan meet. where you slowly unwound and rewound my bandages. kissing each little thing. had to drag you off before you tryed kissing every molecule of my arms."
Ch, wispering: "Osamu.."
D:"Chuuya Nakahara. i am sick of telling lies to the world. im sick of hiding how my eyes can light up hearing your snorts. im sick of hiding the butterflys in my stomach whenever we brush hands on the sidewalk. im sick of not being able to say and shout to the world im yours. so today, no more hiding."
by this point any audience people that stayed are using the flash on their cameras to take pictures, and dazai had bent down to one knee.
D:"Insted, how about we be Chuuya Nakahara-Dazai and Osamu Dazai-Nakahara? from today to death do us part, will you marry me?"
and yada yada ruegfuejhrbe okay yup not sure thats any good- half tempted to have chuuya take the knee here but i think she dose her own cute more private proposal for her engagement back. but yee thats all i got planned!! thank you so much for enabling me and pls pls pls if wanna talk more about this me dms are so so so so open and so is my ask box please begging
#<3<3<3#bsd#chuuya nakahara#dazai osamu#bungou stray dogs#bungou stray dogs chuuya#dazai x chuuya#bsd chuuya#fem chuuya#fem dazai#fem soukoku#dazai bsd#bsd dazai#bungou stray dogs dazai#soukoku#ssk#bsd sskk#bsd soukoku#thank you again aaaaaa
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a very bored and very horny miu and kaede watch very lewd porn together for their usual masturbating sessions, and stumbles upon a 5 hours long video of their good friend tsumugi the ultimate geeky nerd having Paid LUDICROUS amount of money to hire 2 ultra thicc and hot (only rivaled by the original) sluts that look veeeeeery close to the 2 blondes, before the bluenette fuck them so much the 3 girls look like sex is the only thing their minds can comprehend.
How do they react~ ?
Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!
"L-look at this shit! Hah! 'Futa Nerd fuck brainy bimbos silly'?' Fuckin' Hell sounds like shit Tsumuggy watches!!"
"H-hey, be nice, M-miu!...Though I am curious." It was something both girls had been participating in for a while. A mutual masturbation session, with both laying in bed, getting themselves off to raunch videos. Both were pervs, albeit Miu was a bigger one, and it just so happened that rubbing themselves next to each other was a shared kink - so it was really just both trying to help each other out!
After a stressful week, they just want to kick back and enjoy some cheesy porno's for a bit and they'd thought they had the answer with this one...
Just neither expected what they saw next. On screen was a busty blonde actress in a set of pink overalls that could barely cover her set of, likely, silicon filled tits. She had a punkish look and was walking about a rather familiar dressing room like area. With an irritated look, she stuck her head out of the room.
"Hey! Kay-slow-ye! Hurry your ass up! It's bad enough that geek is late, its even worse with you two - flytits!!" Entering the room with an annoyed frown was a blonde actress wearing a pink, musical themed, fedora on her head and a dark blue dress.
"B-be quiet, Mia!! I'm telling you, my tits are about as big as yours!! Even then, who'd want boobs you cow!!!!" she yelled, causing Mia to shrink back with a whimper.
"D-don't yell at meeeeee!" sighing Kaye looked about the room.
"Though I do wonder where's Sue? She told us to meet her here..."
"Sorry, I'm late ladies~" Both turned around at the door and the Ultimates blondes could see the actresses face turn bright pink. In the doorway, was...Tsumugi?! Even if her hair was dyed brown and done up in a ponytail, even if she had altered her usual uniform to be wearing shorts instead of a long skirt...no matter how you slice it that was Tsumugi Shirogane. The question left to remain on their minds...how and why was she in this porn vid?!
Well, that and and how the Hell was she able to fit that long, girthy, erection in her pants and act natural about it?
"I-I had to arrange for another meeting for later on and free up some space for this one. See...I'm in need of some inspiration..." As she said that, she dropped her shorts to reveal her pre-cum slick cock. "You'll help me get some...right~"
1 Hour: Tsumugi was having her dick sucked by Mia and Kaye like their lives depended on it. Mia was more aggressive and eager, happily deepthroating her shaft noisly. As for Kaye, she was more subtle with her perviness, kissing at Sue's plump balls and tip more often than sucking. Both methods that hit home for the masturbating ladies at home. About halfway through the halfway hour mark, Tsumugi came right on their faces, but it was clear she wasn't done. No, instead, both blonde actresses began to give her a titjob that could make Miu and Kaede's combo a run for their money (though Miu would never settle for defeat by some randos!!. Though as one can expect, after splashing their faces with spunk once more, Tsumugi had decided to switch to incorporate her method of spicing up her bedroom life - cosplaying!!
2 hours: The video cut to a...rather familiar looking school. Kaye was now in an ill-fitting school girl outfit which had a lot of underboob showing and a mini-skirt that barely covered her perky, white thong wearing ass!! As she took a book out of a locker, she looked in surprise as a 'delinquent' was right in front of her. It was Tsumugi wearing bandages over her chest, white mask and a long black skirt that still had a throbbing cock underneath. When Kaye didn't want to fork over her test, Tsumugi decided to 'convince' her the only way she knew how - taking her in the girl's stall and fucking her in a full nelson there until the girl is begging to give everything to Tsumugi in exchange for her spunk!
3 hours: Now it was Mia's turn and she was currently jogging in a pink sports bra and a white pair of shorts - both doing a piss poor job at covering her privates! As Mia stopped to tie her shoes, Tsumugi (in a light blue shirt and black jogging shorts), came up behind her and grabbed her plump booty. Offering the woman some 'new excercise'. An exercise that had Mia under the bleachers, pants down and getting fucked in the ass by a very pent-up Tsumugi.
4. hours: The scene shifted back to class where Kaye and Mia were getting a sex education lesson from Tsumugi dressed as a certain teacher - down to even the blue dress and pink apron. Today's lesson: mating presses and cowgirl style. Both the teacher gladly demonstrated on her slutty looking, bimbo students. She mating pressed the begging, near broken Kaye on the teacher's desk (while Mia graced the camera by fingering herself), before laying on her back and fucking Mia who rode her cock like her life depended on it.
5 hours: Finally, both were in the principal's office to a Tsumugi wearing a purple suit akin to Jin Kirigiri. She listed off all their 'deviany' misdeeds of the day and was determined to 'punish' them. Punishment that involved gagging both, having them bend over his desk and testing out a leather paddles with holes on their jiggly butts. And when she got bored of that? Why have fun inserting dildo's or buttplugs in their asses of course!! But when she got tired of teasing them like so...well~ Finish them off by mercilessly going back and forth between each one, pounding away at their pussies until the entire office was covered in copious amounts of cum these girls were releasing.
For those who were watching this, each hour was so hot, Kaede and Miu had cum multiple times to the point they looked just as mind broken as those lucky actresses in those films. The thought of confronting Tsumugi about this to, potentially, stop her? Gone like the wind! What replaced it? Thoughts of making this on-camera threesome, a very steamy fivesome!!
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Namor x Mexican actress reader imagine: broken mirrors
Description: this is a continuation of my previous Namor x reader imagine and it’s a flash forward to the year 1955 in New York City when the reader from the previous imagine has now been pursuing a career on broadway but she doesn’t know that Namor has a secret plan for her.
Namor was now in his throne room all alone until Attuma and Namora came in to check up on him.
“Cousin, what’s bothering you?” Namora asked in the Talocan language.
“I need to have Y/N immediately she belongs to me.” Namor replied back in his tongue as well.
“I also know what to do to make sure she’s mine.” Namor said confidently as he stepped back from his unfinished drawing of him and Y/N.
*time skip to 1954 in NYC*
You and your husband were now in NYC and you just got out for a new musical called Damn Yankees.
“How was the rehearsal?” Your husband asked.
“It was good. Next week, we’re going to do a blocking of act 1 and vocal work.” You said as you went to the fridge to make yourself a ham sandwich.
“Hey, be careful out there because there have been reports of drowning and flooding incidents at Coney Island.” Your husband said as he turned on the afternoon news.
“Oh my, that’s horrible. I will be careful for sure.” You gasped as your husband told you about the incidents.
*time skip*
As you decided to head off to bed, you suddenly heard a strange voice in your head calling you but once again, you shrugged it off and called it a night.
*time skip*
It was an ordinary day in rehearsal until all of a sudden there were leaks coming from the ceiling and you and the rest of the cast and crew had no choice but to evacuate.
“Oh god, this is a disaster.” You huffed as you were pacing around.
“Well, we just need to figure out how we are going to find a new rehearsal space, but at this moment I want everyone to go home because I have to talk with the management and housing team.” The choreographer said as he turned to both you and the cast.
As you and the cast went home, you were just in your own little world when all of a sudden, your husband runs up to you like he just saw a ghost.
“Y/H’s/N, what’s wrong?!” You screeched as he was panting.
“W-we need to go home right now because *huffs* there was a water leak at my work place and it became all flooded.” Your husband panted as the streets of Manhattan became all flooded and everyone was screaming in horror.
As you and your husband jumped on top of a car to avoid drowning, the water became stronger and the two of you were now submerged in the water as you were trying to save your husband but as the flooding stopped, you saw him knocked out cold.
“Mí amor, please wake up?!” You asked shakily as you were giving chest compressions and mouth to mouth.
“Please don’t leave me! Stay awake please I’m begging you!” You sobbed as he has now died from drowning.
“HELPPPPPPP!!! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP MEEEEEE!!!!!!!!” You screamed as you begged for anyone to come to your aid.
*time skip*
As you got back from your husband’s funeral in Mexico, you decided to go to Coney Island to clear your head until you heard the siren song again.
“Try to lure me in however you can, it won’t work.” You declared angrily as you had ear plugs. You later realized it was a bad mistake because you now saw the same man and woman from before.
“Not you two again.” You sighed but later got ready to run this time. As you started to run away from them, the blue lady with the feathered headdress dragged you by your leg, removed your ear plugs, and later entranced you.
“Tleka tika chokatika uilotl, to tlahtoani doesn’t mitsneki nik tlachi tlasohtla inin.” (Why are you crying dove, our king doesn’t want you to look like this). Namora said as she wiped a tear from your face.
“Stay.” Namora commanded.
“Let go of me.” You cried out as Namora pinned you down until she motioned for Attuma to take off his mask so you can breathe underwater.
“No, no, d-don’t you dare.” You said groggily as Attuma placed his mask on you.
“It won’t work this time.” Attuma sneered in the same native tongue while he pressed the mask onto your face so you can breathe underwater.
*time skip*
As you were knocked out, you suddenly found yourself in the same cave again but wearing a different dress.
“AGAIN?! I HATE IT HERE SO MUCH!!!!!!!!” You screeched so loud that Attuma and Namora came running in with their spears ready to attack you until Namor came in and called off the attack.
“Both of you, leave now.” Namor commanded as Attuma and Namora were walking out.
“Oh my god, why I am here? Explain yourself now before I scream again.” You asked frantically while pacing around like a caged animal.
“Y/N, the real reason why you’re here is because I want you to be my wife and queen. on top of that, the three of us have discovered that you are the goddess Chac chel reincarnated.” He replied boredily as he looked at his nails.
“I-I’m who?!” You yelled as your voice cracked.
“Chac chel was the goddess of creation, destruction, childbirth, water, weaving, spinning, and divining. I was looking through your head-,” Namor added on before you cut him off.
“YOU CAN READ MY MIND?!” You shouted as you couldn’t believe the situation that you’re in.
“Y/N, I had to for a very good reason!” Namor yelled as he grabbed your arm, pulled you into a corner, and gave you a death glare.
“AND SO THAT REASON WAS TO SEND A FLOOD TO KILL MY HUSBAND?! AND ON TOP OF THAT, FLOOD MY ENTIRE NEIGHBORHOOD AS WELL?! SO HELP ME GOD, I AM GOING TO-, MMPGH!” You shouted as Namor covered your mouth in an attempt to calm you down.
“Please hear me out Y/N. I need to know if you have ever had weird dreams or any strange incidents growing up.” Namor pleaded with you as everything seemed to calm down.
“Well…., I got a bad cut on my knee when I was five years old, and it suddenly got better.” You added on when there was suddenly a long pause.
“What else?” Namor asked as he raised an eyebrow.
“When I was about 10 years old, I got strange headaches everyday, and my headaches caused me to hear people’s thoughts and…, oh my god.” You gasped as you realized that the headaches that you head when you were a child were actually signs of telepathy.
“Y/N, before you cut me off, I was about to tell you that other than having the abilities of healing and telepathy, you can manipulate water, you even have the abilities of telekinesis, you also have a sonic scream, you even have a deadly siren song, you can control the weather, you can manipulate earthquakes, you can also create powerful illusions based off of peoples fears and desires, you have a powerful sonic scream that can deafen your enemies ears, you can also weave items with the wave of your hands by pulling on the air and it will create a powerful string, and on top of that, you can also communicate with animals under the sea.” Namor smiled at you as he finished listing your abilities down.
“Oh wow, uh-, is there any other abilities that I have that I don’t know about?” You asked as you were trying to take this new information in your head.
“You can climb walls at greater heights and you’re much more stronger and faster than any normal human being.” Namor whispered huskily as he cupped your face with his two hands.
“Well, if I am truly an ancient goddess reincarnated, please tell me when to start my transformation.” You asked passionately as you were nervous yet excited for your rebirth.
“We can either start right now or tomorrow my love, it’s your personal choice.” Namor said as he held your hand and caressed it.
“I’m very tired Namor, can we please start tomorrow?” You yawned as your eyes start to get heavy until he carried you bridal style.
“Sleep well my queen, I can’t wait to see your rebirth.” Namor smiled warmly at you as he covered you with a blanket in the bed.
*time skip*
As it was a new day in Talokan, you decided to change into a new dress that was left on your bed by the handmaiden that was sent in by Namor.
As you changed into your new dress, you were then greeted by Attuma and Namora who were outside your bedroom door.
“Hola in futura reina, a futuro wíichan a táan pa'atik ti' u sala le trono utia'al u pajtal wáantik a yéetel a transformación. Ts'o'ok a li'iskaba?” (Hello my future queen, your future husband is waiting for you in his throne room to assist in your transformation. Are you ready?) Namora asked gently as she stood right by Attuma.
“Je'el namora, ba'ale' duda táan in ts'o'oksik.” (Yes Namora, I’m most certainly ready). You said confidently in yucatec Maya as Namora and Attuma stood by you all hand in hand.
As you made your way to the throne room, you were greeted by Namor and a handmaiden who had everything set up for the ceremony.
“Y/N, we have the drink all set up for you, but first lay down.” Namor said as he pointed to the bed which is where you will be laying on for the ceremony.
As you made your way to the bed, Attuma and Namora decide to stand by your bed to make sure nothing goes wrong in the transformation process.
As The handmaiden mixed the ingredients, she and Namor decided to help you up so you can drink the fluid.
“Drink my love, so you can see your true self.” Namor smiled at you as he handed you the bowl.
As you drank from the bowl, you decided to put it down once you felt dizzy and your body started to twitch.
“What’s happening to me?” You groaned.
“You’re going through a metamorphosis.” Namor said as he, Namora, Attuma, and the handmaiden looked in awe as you were transforming.
As the transformation was over, you demanded for a mirror, and gasped once you saw your now blue skin.
“My butterfly, do not be alarmed, this is just part one of your transformation.” Namor assured you as he ran his hand through your (H/L) hair.
“What do you mean?- AUGH!” You gasped as you felt like someone was strangling you until the handmaiden came in with a mask and placed it on your face.
“Shhhh, Inhalar yéetel exhalar, Chaambel.” (Breathe in and out slowly). The handmaiden hushed you as she took your hand and calmed you down.
“Beloved, before we restore your memories, I just want to tell you that you will not always need the mask to breathe in air.” Namor said as his hand was on your shoulder.
“W-what do you mean?” You stuttered as your voice was muffled under the mask.
“Come follow us.” Namor motioned with his hand as he took you, the handmaiden, Attuma, and Namora outside of the room and into the ocean.
As you swam all the way to the ocean, you now saw that your skin was no longer blue but back to normal, and that Namora took your mask off for you since her mask was also off as well.
“Beloved, when you are out in the ocean swimming, your skin will be back to normal, and you won’t need your mask to breathe because your gills will help you.” Namor explained as he and you locked eyes with one another.
“Oh, I never knew that.” You solemnly said with your head down until Namor picked your head up with a finger of his.
“Don’t be sad my love, you should be happy that you have abilities that many people don’t have.” Namor smiled as he showed all of his teeth.
“Yeah, I guess your right.” You sighed as you and Namor walked together hand in hand.
*time skip*
As you finally had your memories restored after many years, you were finally free from your mind imprisonment and addressed all the Talokanils.
“Paalal míos, teen vuestra reina Chac chel! Ka' yaantal atrapado ichil ya'abkach ja'abo'ob ti' jump'éel wíinkilil kajnáalilo'ob le superficie, finalmente ts'o'ok in suut! Jach séeba'an bey a ajawo' yéetel Teene' kula'anone' unidos bey juntúule', Talokan táan u yaantal ti' ma'alob k'abo'ob wéetel bey a reina!” (My children, it is me your queen Chac chel! After being trapped for many years in a surface dwellers body, I am finally back! As soon as me and your king are United as one, Talokan is going to be back in good hands with me as your queen!).
As you were dressed in a ceremonial gown with a headdress, you looked at your soon to be husband reassuringly.
“Liík’ik Talokan!” You and Namor shouted together.
“Liík’ik Talokan!” The crowd shouted back.
*time skip*
As you and Namor were finally married in a traditional ceremony, you couldn’t help but be proud of yourself on how far you’ve gotten with getting your memories back as Talokans long lost queen with the feathered serpent god Ku’kul’kan being your husband.
“I’m so happy that we are together again my queen.” Namor smiled seductively as he kissed your hand.
“If anyone tries to harm you or Talokan my love, I will destroy them no matter what.” You grinned evilly.
“Same goes for you, They’re going to have to deal with me.” Namor grinned back as he showed his pearly whites again.
As you and Namor were finally together again, the two of you are now ready to start your new life together and vowed to protect Talokan no matter what.
*THE END*
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Comeee onnnn get this lady 1,000 followers pleaseeee I’ve been counting way to many days give it to meeeeee
I am so sorry to keep you waiting 😭, but yeah that's kinda my bad for announcing it too early but I do my best work when I am overwhelmingly stressed out and I thought announcing it would motivate me...kinda did the opposite since not a lot of people seemed to be very excited for it.
But yes please get me to 1000 followers so I can finally get the validation from the few bangers that have been stuck in my drafts for ages now...but not too quickly because I still have a few things to write.
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THE ENDING OF SUNFLOWER I GASPED
can we please get a prt 2 on how the reader dies?
love your work as always 🫂♥️
A/N: Yes you can!!! Also thank you so much for appreciating what I write <3 That means so much to meeeeee!!!
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
Pairings: Lloyd Hansen x Reader | Robert Pronge x Reader (past)
Warnings: Fluff | Stalking | Major character death
WC: 929-
Part 1
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
Lloyd kept his promise. He laid off work for an entire month to take you away in a secluded location near the beach and it was the happiest you have ever been in your entire life. Every morning was composed of him pulling you closer, whining and mumbling “Five more minutes sunshine…” as you tried to get up and get ready for the day. Honestly, could you ever say no to him?
However, secluded didn’t mean privacy for just the two of you. He insisted that he keep his men with him at all times just in case an emergency happens with the reassurance that he did not have any clients to tend and you had him all to yourself.
“Sunshine, you wanna go scuba diving today?” He asked as he took a bite of his breakfast, watching your every move as he realized that he missed the feeling of domestic bliss. He saw a future with you, a family even and he couldn’t wait to watch you walk down the aisle and have you hear his vows.
“Yes please! I’ve never done it before and those Tiktoks make them look so fun and interesting.” Beaming at your lover, you nod eagerly at his suggestion. In all honesty, you two could stay in the entire day and your happiness rate would stay at 100%. It seemed like Lloyd was everything you’ll ever need in your life and throughout this vacation, he kept proving your thoughts right.
“I’ll go make a quick phone call then let’s go, okay? Finish your food.” He says before getting up, placing an airpod in his ear as he taps away on his phone. You really didn’t care about his business because that’s not what entirely defined Lloyd. He had another side to him, a side that he only shows to you because you were the only one worthy of his vulnerability.
As you were almost done with your breakfast, you heard three faint knocks on the door followed up with: “Housekeeping! Complimentary breakfast for Mr. and Mrs. Hansen!”
Lloyd was out on the balcony and you knew you were safe in his presence so what was the harm in answering the door, right? Rising up to your feet, you make your way towards the foyer before opening the door to be greeted by an old lady holding a push cart. She made her way towards the dining room before leaving and you muttered a soft “Thank you.” just before you closed the door.
Being a naturally curious being, you lifted off the silver lid that was covering the food and your mouth instantly watered at the sight of different pastries plated nicely on fine china. Picking up a bagel that was already cut in half, you excitedly spread some cream cheese onto it before taking a big bite, letting the flavors register into your mouth.
It was only a few seconds before Lloyd heard a thud and when he walked back in the dining area, there you were laying down on the ground lifeless and quickly turning pale.
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“Hey sweets.” The long haired man planted a sweet kiss on your cheek as he entered the kitchen, placing his apron down on the island, he then made his way to the fridge to retrieve a beer.
“I want to break up.” You spoke directly as you kept your head down, refusing to look at the man as you were terrified of how he’ll react.
“Okay.” It was all that he said out loud. Silly girl, you’ll always be mine.
The relationship you used to have with Robert was stagnant. What you felt when you got together was that you didn’t really love him to an extent of seeing a family with him and you stayed because he was enough to fill the void in your heart. He never did you wrong nor did he see you as just a toy for him to play with. You felt cherished and important and you really were. If only you found out what he really did for a living back then, you would know that you have major issues when it comes to being attracted to men who murder like it’s a sport.
After gathering your belongings and loading them into your car, you give Robert a goodbye hug and thank him for everything, even offering to stay friends. He only gave you a sad smile and one final kiss on your cheek.
“I’ll be here when you need me sweets. You don’t even have to ask if I’m busy.”
But you didn’t have to know about Robert putting a tracker in your phone as he watched where you were going every day. You didn’t have to know that Robert watched your entire first conversation with Lloyd and you definitely didn’t need to know that Robert’s target wasn’t you in the first place so you can only imagine the look on his face when you fell down on the ground.
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“Cyanide poisoning?! Who the fuck got into that resort?! I need answers, now!” Saying that Lloyd was angry is an understatement. He was beyond furious and there were only two things that he wanted to do:
Have you back and alive
Kill the one who killed you with his bare hands
“We checked the CCTV footage and there was a man who snuck into the kitchen and added a substance into the pastries, sir.” A man showed him a tablet containing the video and as Lloyd took a closer look, he felt his blood boil even more.
“Fuckin’ Pronge… god fucking dammit! I need him here and alive, move!”
#Lloyd Hansen#Lloyd Hansen x Reader#Robert Pronge#Robert Pronge x Reader#Chris Evans#Chris Evans x Reader
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Thanks for the tag, @bluespring864 ! (I like tag games, what can i say 🙈😆)
Rules: answer 10 questions and tag 10 people you want to know better
Relationship status: in a longterm relationship with the weirdest person. Or maybe they are in a longterm relationship with the weirdest person. More research is needed
Favourite colour: almost all shades of green
Three favourite foods: peppers stuffed with rice and minced meat, any pasta with seasonal vegetables, watermelon
Song stuck in my head: Cinema Paradiso soundrack (free program music of the new European champions in pairs figure skating whoopwhoop)
Last thing I listened to: frozen blueberries hitting a bowl
Last thing I googled: rolling stock TSI (workkkk why do you do this to meeeeee)
Time: 22.15
Anything I really want: a break, tbh. On a grander level, health for my loved ones. On a smaller level, that socks magically appear next to me because im too lazy to get up rn 😂
Currently reading: Agency by William Gibson and Harrow the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir
Last song: Left Hand Free by Alt-J
Last movie: Lady Chatterley's Lover
Last series: 1899
Sweet, savoury, or spicy: savoury
Currently working on: a technical text about railways (and not breaking down)
Craving: a nice gin tonic
Tea or coffee: coffee. As much as i love herbal tea, coffee is an absolute essential
Tagging: I'm a shy tagger 🙈 who is also curious 😂🙈 so, in a very chill and no-pressure way, @larryhaylik , @shormenta , @thisthisthisandthis , @2manyfandoms4mysanity , if you'd like? (not ten because uh, see above, and im also trying not to tag the same people too often, but i always like to read everyone's answers, so please consider yourself tagged if you feel like it)
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Mini Fanfic #983: Mother's Day Gift Shopping (Sonic x SSBU)
2:12 p.m. at the Smash Direct Mall's Clothes and Jewelry Store.....
Shadow: Hmm....(Crosses his Arns Obverses the Different Styled Purses in Front of Him) They look unique enough.....but which one mother would be attached to the most?.....(Starts Noticing a Pink Cheetah like Purse Hanging in top of the Regular Colored One) Well, pink is her favorite color surprise surprise. (Takes the Pink Purse From the Hook) I'm sure she'll find this pretty at least. (Turns to Omega) How are you holding up there, Omega?
Omega: ....... (Looking Closely Down at the Diamond Crested Jewelry Inside the Glass Box) Still looking....
Shadow: (Makes his Way to the Glass Box Before Looking Down at the Jewelry in there As Well) Can't decide which one you wanna give her?
Omega: Affirmative. Each jewelry product present here are shiny and very pleasing to the eyes. (Turbs to Shadow Next to Him) Do you think Rouge would be interested in a new pair earrings or a necklace?
Shadow: I say you go her the necklace. She already has enough earrings back at the island (Points at the Silver Necklace at the Near Left) You should get the one with the aquamarine diamond. Since her birthday's in March, that mean It would be her birthstone.
Omega: Is it now? (Looks Closely at the Necklace in Question While Rubbing his Chin) It's design does look fairly promising......(Turns Back to Shadow) Will it stop her from hugging the Master Emerald for hours on end?
Shadow: (Shrugs) I doubt it, but I still rather you give her that than trying to get her heels from that shoe store.
The duo turns to the shoe store in front of them to witness an all-out brawl from inside and a lady suddenly getting slammed into the glass window with a loud bang, before slowly sliding down to the floor. That alone was enough for the Ultimate Lifeform to shiver a bit in fear.
Omega: (Crosses his Arms With an Unamuzed Look on his Face) Really? This is the place you're afraid to go to?
Shadow: I saw woman tried to break someone's leg with an elbow in there once. I am NOT taking any chances.
Omega: I would.
Shadow: (Raises an Eyebrow) Do you really want to risk having both your arms and legs disattached and demolished?
Omega: ('Sighs in Defeat') Noooooo.....
Shadow: Wise answer.
A Few Minutes Later......
Shadow: (Walking Alongside with Omega With a Few Shopping Bags in his Hands) So how are you like having Rouge as your mother so far, Omega?
Omega: (Smiles Softly) I am liking it very well. She is the best parental figure that Icould ever ask for. Which reminds me....(Turns to Shadow) Can I borrow your phone for a second?
Meanwhile at Angel Island's Living Room......
TV Screen: I got off the plane. ('Audience Applauding and Cheering')
Knuckles: (Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion While Sitting Next to Rouge on the Sofa) How the Hell was she able to do that in time?
Rouge: (Shrugs While Having her Legs Laying Down on Knuckles' Laps) No clue. But at least she gets to be together with him again.
Knuckles: Yep. (Turns to Rouge) You think their relationship will last this time?
Rouge: (Starts Shaking her Hand With Uncertainty) Ehhh....I'll give it a month or two for them to call it off.
Knuckles: My money's on three weeks tops.
'Ringtone'
Rouge: (Picks Her Phone Up From the Coffee Table and Answers it) Hellooo?~ Rouge's speaking?
Omega: (From the Other Line) I love and appericate you.
'Call Ended'
Rouge: (Heart Begins to Melt in Pure Happiness as Hugs her Phone Close to her Heart)
Knuckles: Was that Onega just now?
Rouge: (Happily Nodded) Mmhmm~ He says he loves and appericate me. (Eyes Begins to Tear Up in Joy) ('Sniff') My baby loves and appericates MEEEEEE!~ (Immediately Hug Tackles Knuckles on the Edge of the Sofa, Much to his Surprise)
Back at the Mall......
Omega: Do you think she got the message?
Shadow: I believe so. It's miracle we were able to call her in time before the battery died out.
Omega: I apologize in advance.
Shadow: (Smiles Softly at Omega) Don't be. You wanted to tell her how you feel and did so in time. There was nothing to it than that really.
Omega: Yes. (Turns to Shadow) But didn't you want to do the same for your own mother as well?
Shadow: (Shrugs) I've already told her I love her this morning, so I could always do it again later. (Grabs his Chin While Thinking ) That being said, do you think we should go by the groccery store to find eligible Mother's Day cards for them or try making two of our own?
Omega: (Raises his Hand) I vote that we make them by hand. The outcome will more rewarding if we put our crafting abilities to good use. I also vote that we should buy ourselves glue and three sets of glitter make each card look more presentable as possible
Shadow: ('Sigh') Alright. But try not to make a huge mess once we get back. The last thing I want is my eardrums to be disrupted by Knuckles' yelling.....Also, are you still any good with poems?
Omega: (Places his Hand on his Chest) Thou's abilities on poetry and literature are unrivaled to tis very, blissful day in age.
Shadow: (Rolls his Eyes) Never took you as a show off....
Omega: Poetry is one of my proudest assets.(Crosses his Arms While Looking Away in a Pompus like Manner) You should think twice before questioning my skills and progess, Momma's Boy. (Walks Away)
Shadow: ('Groans in a Bit of Annoyance') I knew let you join those Poerty Classes was a mistake.....(Follows Omega)
@keyenuta
@ma-lemons
@cyber-wildcat
@26shann
@caleb13frede
@ink-correctsmashbrosbloo
#sonic series#shadow the hedgehog#e 123 omega#rouge the bat#knuckles the echidna#peach (mentioned)#shopping#a bit of humor#fluff#omega is the king of poetry lol#mother's month
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i've been thinkin about gender and gender fucky stuff lately a lot
i'm so much more comfortable when people clock me as male but when i inevitably talk or present more fem in front of folks i get the whole 'ah you're actually a WOMBYN!!!! A FEMININE LADY!!!!!!!! I'm so sorry i used he/him pronouns ahhhhh please forgive meeeeee' thing and it's so soul destroying
i want three things re: my gender presentation
no tits, a deep voice, and more obvious body hair.
people readily clock me as masc when i'm like. in jeans and a tshirt and a binder. then i talk. and not only am i kinda posh/common (it's a weird mixture of grammar school and local dialect. thanks nan and granddad for raising me in both ways lmao) which i FUCKIN HATE but i also have a fairly high pitched voice i think
i've used a voice analyser app and it says my voice is the high end of andro but i never get clocked like that. always with the 'oh, sorry miss' like JJFB YOU WERE RIGHT FIRST TIME UNDO UNDO UND
i really wish i could afford private gender healthcare
i feel like i'd be a lot less depressed and a lot less of a hot mess if i could just like get on t or something. :(
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HEXA DIVER PHASE 02 TRANSLATION
nothing to note this time, enjoy!
HEXA DIVER ―The crazy Circus―
A dream-like system that allows you to experience various scenarios and stories in virtual reality.
Rasis: Hawawa…!? The circus simulation area has gone out of control and everyone seems to be very excited that I can’t talk to them! We need to calm them down… Please, please! Please lend me your strength!
“Release your confined friends.”
―― STORY ――
Music player:
Grace: “Let’s begin! Now, raise the curtain!”
“Fufu-n♪It seems I am on stage, there is definitely more to come!”
“This is getting exciting! Let me make you feel higher. I won’t forgive you if you don’t stare at me!”
“I am always the most shining person! Fufu… I feel amazing…!”
Rasis: “Grace〜! I didn’t know you were so good at juggling♪… WAIT!!! That´s not iiiiiit!!!!!! we have to go home together!!
Harutsuge Kouchou:
Hirosegawa Miyako: “Hey hey hey, attention pl-eeease〜! We’re going to like, pump this party up now〜↑”
“Huh? Do you have any idea of what ‘mizugei’ is? Really now? Well, I’ll just throw more water theeeen〜↓↓↓”
“Our ‘wazuma’ is kinda different to like, anything you’ve seen… So, like, be careful to not get swept away by the waves〜!”
“How about we give it a shot〜? How’s this♪?”
Rasis: “Hawa〜! The traditional arts are a whole type of illusion now with Miyako’s super-duper exciting performance! It’s really beautiful and I felt captivated the whole time, I almost thought I was going to be swept away!”
Яe:son D'être:
Near&Noah: “All of you, isn’t one circus not enough!?”
Near: “Near and her friends invite you to a more fun and happier circus♪”
Noah: “Noah and the rest are going to practice their magic! Of course there is no trick!”
Near&Noah: “Great! This is so fun! We´ve catch all of you under the spell! ★☆ミ”
Rasis: “Hawa〜! Both of you are very cute magicians…! This is… Real magic…? No… Maybe you´ve got there that can restore this back to normal…!”
GEMINI LA2ER:
Tsumabuki Right: “Ahahaha! This is very fun! Hey, Left!”
Tsumabuki Left: “Yes, Right! We as brothers make a very good combination!”
“Hehehe, Rasis, you should come here too!”
Tsumabuki Right: “Ahahahaha! It looks like I can fly, isn’t that awesome?!”
“Let’s go let’s go! This is so much fun, you REALLY have to join! It would be a shame I you missed it!!!!”
Tsumabuki Left: “Hehe, Right, you always manage to say the right things… Let’s hype this up!”
Rasis: “Hawawa〜 It looks like the both of you are really flying! You guys seem to be happier to be together than usual… It looks fun but you still have to come down here!”
LubedeR:
Bonkichi: “Wow! The public is looking at us! Look! They see us! They are seeing us!”
Ms.DD: “Attention! It’s time for the Inevitable Fire Ring of Death! *”
* Of death was added for convenience.
Ms.DD: “I wanted to be less severe so the number of rings today is the usual instead of doubles.”
Bonkichi: “Thank you very much…”
Ms.DD: “Hey Bonkichi, it’s time you make the audience happy♪”
Bonkichi: “Everyone has seen me go through this misery…”
“Oooughhhhh!! Today the miss has been so kind!!!!!”
Ms.DD: “Good job, now, try again♪”
Rasis: “Ms.DD! Is she… A beast tamer? What? Why does she… What is going on…? I… I really don’t think much has changed actually.”
Redshift 2nd Ignition:
Sekishi Soul: “Ladies an… This is so annoying, let´s do this, Rain!”
Aosame Rain: “Could you please just end the sentence…?”
“It is not raining yet but I’m very excited! This is going to be very fun! I hope everyone feels the same!”
Sekishi Soul: “The color is very pretty, almost like candy! Although it is programmed to do that, and that, and that other thing right there and- “
“Wait, did you say candy, or rain, or… In this world… what does it mean… WAIT, RAIN!”
Aosame Rain: “Eh? Soul? Are you okay? What happened to you… Could it be… No way…”
Rasis: “It is something like juggling but with LED lights… So pretty… Hawa! Sorry I just happened to stop by! Hey! Both of you! Listen to meeeeee…!!!!”
OLPHEUX:
Satan-P*L-Iblis: “Stab a blade to your prey… It is great for entertainment.”
“Kukku… Fear… Shudder…”
“Like a dragon would, I will start a frenzy with these knots.”
“Kneel before me…”
Rasis: “The radar has detected an unknown response! It seems like we have been baited to this place… The knife-throwing is getting out of hand! We better stop this now!”
VVelcome!!:
Lyric Rishna: “Rishna’s Circus! It’s Showtime!”
“Nishinippori! Dance! You move beautifully〜!
“Maxima, nice muscles! Gor sir, you look happy!”
Nishinippori-san: “If doing this means I’ll fulfill the dreams of a poor little girl… I will help with no doubts!”
Voltenizer Maxima: “You can join in too! This is my VVELCOME, from the bottom of your ★TEACHERS HEART★”
Rasis: “Hawawa〜 The leader of the dancing march looks so cute… I would go with all of you but… I will get caught up in there!”
Ending section:
Rasis: “Hawa… I’m really tired… But at least everyone seems to be safe!”
Sherry F. Arresters: “This was such a hustle to go through together, but at least I had fun! ♪”
Furitsu Hiiro: “Huh? How did this happen again? Didn’t you fix it back then?”
Prof. Shion: “Oh? Well, it seems like I made a little miss on the adjustment! Sorry★”
Espoir: “Prof. Shion, please summarize a report on the incident and submit it as soon as possible.”
――To be continued…――
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3, 9, and 10 if you please.
Tell badger hi for meeeeee.
Joolee!! My lady!! My tater!! My chaos gremlin!! Thanks for the ask, love!
Badger is a little mad at me at the moment because I gave him a bath, but he told Scout to tell me that he says "Hi!" back!
3. What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed?
Hahaha! Ritual... That's a good one. My ritual is literally "pop Spotify onto my writing playlist, open the doc, and hope something intelligible comes out." It's cursed because I'm pretty sure I have adult-onset ADD now and *SQUIRREL!!!* it's very easy for me to get distracted. 😅
9. Do you believe in ghosts? This isn’t about writing I just wanna know.
I do not actually believe in ghosts. That's not to say I don't believe in the supernatural, because I 100% do, but when it comes to human souls remaining on the earth after their bodies have died? Nah. The idea does make for some SUPER fun story concepts that have helped me make some AMAZING friends over the last two years, though!!
10. Has a piece of writing ever “haunted” you? Has your own writing haunted you? What does that mean to you?
Hm, this is a fascinating question, for sure. I don't know if anything's ever "haunted" me... That doesn't seem like the right word. But there is a quotation I heard from literary GENIUS Toni Morrison that stuck with me. She said, "If there's a book you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it." That's really stuck with me over the last ten years (I heard it as a sophomore in college), and, as a writer, that resonated with me a lot. I was always worried about sharing my writing because I didn't know if anyone else would want to read it, but that one reminds me that it doesn't matter if anyone else wants to read it. I want to read it, so I'll write it.
As for my own writing haunting me, there was one story I wrote called "Thirty-One Days of Happiness" in college that definitely hangs with me because of an experience I had as a kid. I'll never make any kind of AU out of that one simply because it was so personal, but it's stuck with me, and probably always will.
THANKS FOR PLAYING!!!
Ask me weird writer questions from this if you have a mind!
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The Arrangement Ch. 28
Story summary: Desperately in need of money, you answered the questionable ad. AKA-Arranged marriage AU featuring Y/N and Yoongi
Chapter Summary: Photo shoot day. This ship is leaving the harbor.
Previous Chapter here
It was still dark out when you got up. Your joints ached as you made your way to the kitchen and got your coffee. You walked over and opened the curtain slightly. In the early morning darkness you could make out snow flurries making their way to the ground. You pressed a hand against the glass, feeling the cold seep through. A chill went through you. You were glad you had ordered the extra waterproof equipment for today.
You looked back and over towards the stairs. Yoongi would be able to sleep for two more hours before he needed to be at the trailer. BigHit had rented an area of park about 15 minutes outside of Seoul. You hoped traffic would go smoothly given the snowfall and that everything would be on time. The trailer company had already confirmed with you last night. Now all that was left was ensuring the trucks got appropriately loaded with the equipment. You got dressed and headed to the loading docks.
The sun started to rise an hour later after you, the lighting, and the photography crew had made sure all of the equipment had been loaded. You then sent a message with directions to the head of catering and grabbed the clothing and accessory trunks. Satisfied, and sweaty, you hopped into the van and let the driver know you were ready.
The trip up into the mountains was a little bit scary, to be honest. The fresh snow crunched beneath the tires. As if sensing your nervousness, the driver reassured you, “We’ll just take our time. I drive in snow all the time.” You gave him a grateful smile but did not loosen your grip on the handle above the door. “I can’t believe this didn’t get canceled.” He continued.
“Yeah, me either,” you agreed. You continued to monitor your phone. There were so many moving pieces that went into this shoot. It was difficult enough when everything was on-site. Having it in a location off-property and outdoors was immensely more difficult. You were glad to see the trailers were actually set up and running when you arrived. You had ordered a restroom trailer and a production trailer. Both generators were running smoothly. You checked in with the photography and lighting crew before unloading the van.
You set up all of the clothing and accessories in the back room of the production trailer. Hoseok had sent you photos of what each outfit was supposed to look like along with little notes. On the plus side, it was very nice and warm. It was small, but the space was manageable enough for 2-3 people. On the downside, it made going back outside suck even more. You walked back through the rest of the trailer, making sure the galley was prepared for the catering crew. Photography had their own section to review any footage without getting frostbite.
You took a deep breath and looked around. Yes. This could work. The sun was over the horizon now. You went out to help set up heat lamps.
At around 9 am the rest of the staff showed up: catering, stylists, and various assistants. You quickly assigned jobs to the assistants and showed the caterers to the galley.
“Hey lady!” Alice waved as she exited the van. “It’s been a minute. What have you been up to?” She reached back in and produced two coffees, walking towards you with one.
“Oh my goodness. Thank you. Thank you. You know. The same. Working. Helping Jimin prepare for the auction.” You took a sip of the coffee. “This is delicious.”
“Right?” Alice smiled, “I asked the driver if she would mind stopping at a real coffee shop and it turns out she was also burned out on BigHit house blend so we did. It’s so cold.” She shivered.
“Yeah. Well, you will be in the trailer to get started. Yoongi will be coming straight here so nothing will be done.”
Alice giggled, “Oooo, bed head Yoongi.” She turned around as you heard another car door shut. “You hear that Bongcha?”
What. the. Fuck.
“Hey!” Bongcha greeted you. “Ugh it’s so cold.” She wiggled and took a sip of her coffee. “Bed head Yoongi? Sign me up.”
You felt your eye twitch ever so slightly. You took out your phone, “Yeah he should be awake now. I’ll text him to check.” How to ask this tactfully, “Hey Bongcha. I thought Jessi was on make-up today.”
“She was, but she started to feel sick last night and asked if I’d cover for her. Of course I said yes.” She smiled
You swallowed your pride, “Awesome, well thank you so much. I really appreciate you stepping up. Like I said, you two will be in the trailer to start out. Yoongi’s room is in the very back, feel free to set up in there.” You gestured to the production trailer.
“Great, thanks!” Alice said, walking around to the back of the van. You directed some of the assistants to help the ladies take their equipment inside.
YN: You up?
YG: No :p
YN: omg never call me a brat again. It’s freezing out here by the way
YG: What happened to “the snow is so pretty. I love winter. It’s the best”
YN: I like snow. I hate cold. Status?
YG: leaving now see you soon
YN: You gonna drink hot coffee today?
YG: never
You smiled and put your phone back in your pocket. Watching your breath become air you turned and looked at the set. It was all coming together; you had done it. It had fortunately stopped snowing for now, but unfortunately, your feet were soaked. You didn’t own waterproof shoes. Oh well, you thought as you felt the cold begin to creep into your feet. This too shall pass.
You checked in with the crew members directing them to the hot beverage station which you had asked catering to set up outside. A floor had also been placed down under a canopy to provide a brief respite from any precipitation. Several people were taking turns standing in front of the heating lamps. “Thanks so much for ordering these!” “I can’t believe we’re shooting today.” You heard several times from the production crew.
Finally you saw a car pull up that had to belong to Yoongi. You were surprised to see that he had driven himself. You had definitely requested a driver for him. You walked over, waiting for him to get his bag out and open the door. He got out and mumbled a hello. He was wearing a hat, scarf, facemask, gloves, and long coat.
You smiled, “Hiding from the cold? A good strategy.”
“I hate this.” He said as he walked past you.
“I know.” You followed him, falling in step beside him. “But, look: you have a fancy trailer. And a fancy trailer to pee in. And your skin looks so refreshed and hydrated.”
You heard him laugh behind the fabric, “Yeah thanks, someone assaulted me with face lotion last night.”
“Assault? Please. Anyways, your room is in the back of the trailer. Alice and Bongcha are waiting for you, I have your outfits organized.”
Yoongi stopped, “I thought I told you not to...you know.” He widened his eyes and trailed off as the two of you were surrounded by people.
“I did what you asked me, and it couldn’t be helped. I’m sorry, I just found out.” You shivered. The sun had briefly escaped behind a smattering of gray clouds.
Yoongi rolled his eyes, clearly even more pissed off than he had been. “Yeah. Great. Where are your clothes?”
“What do you mean?” You asked, confused.
He gestured to you. “It’s -3.”
“I don’t have many winter clothes. Besides. It’s not so bad in the sun.”
Yoongi sighed in annoyance and took off his hat. He unceremoniously pulled it down onto your head, covering your eyes.
“Hey...” you whined as you moved your hands up to fix it. When you did, Yoongi was already at the door of the trailer and going inside. You sighed and enjoyed the added warmth of the grey hat. It was extra toasty since Yoongi had inadvertently prewarmed it for you. You decided to go try and nonchalantly put your feet in front of one of the heaters and hope your shoes would dry out.
“45 minutes. 45 minutes left til go.” You yelled as you headed over to the awning. You plopped down into one of the camp chairs you had rented and took out your phone.
Jimin: Good luck today. I'll be sending you warm thought :(
YN: Thanks my dude. It’s fucking freezing out here.
You snapped a selfie making a sad face.
JM: Yeah it snowed a lot last night. Omg you have Yoongi’s hat. So cute. Invite me to the wedding
YN: *eyeroll* I’ll invite you to your funeral *angry face*
JM: ahahahahahahahahahaha
You smiled and answered a few emails.
WWH: Where are yooooooooo gggggguuuuuuuuuuuuyyyyyyyssss. Yoongi won’t answer meeeeee :(
YN: Photoshoot all day. Sorry. Maybe we can hang this weekend.
YN: Jin is sad you won’t text him back.
You sent a screenshot of Jin’s messages.
YG: WWH?
YN: World Wide Handsome.
YG:.........user does not exists error 404
YN: ???????
YG: This number has been disconnected
Oh my God, you laughed. Putting your phone back into your pocket you decided to go make the rounds on the set and ensure when Yoongi came outside things could move quickly. The first set was with a sleigh. You walked through the blocking with the head photographer and checked with the propmaster to make sure the correct items were in and around it. Satisfied you went to the trailer. The door to the back room was open so you stopped at the doorway and watched.
Alice had blown Yoongi’s hair back, exposing his forehead. Bongcha was done applying foundation and was lightly lining the corners of his eyes. He flicked them over towards you suddenly.
“Go away, I’m mad at you.” Yoongi deadpanned
The two girls laughed.
“You two also. When you’re done with my make-up you can leave.” He pointed to the door while pouting.
Clearly you had missed something. “Oh? Yeah? Are you mad about the fancy trailer or the coffee station? I need to know.” You put a hand on your hip.
“I think he’s jealous of World Wide Handsome. He’s been going on and on about it. He was trying to get us to disagree, but we can’t.” Alice laughed. “I’m getting ready to spray, hold your breath if you’re sensitive.”
Bongcha used her hand to shield Yoongi’s eyes as Alice applied the hairspray.
You rolled your eyes as they all giggled. “Whatever. Your first shot is with the sleigh so it needs to have that Christmassy vibe. It’s this outfit here,” You walked in and gently shimmied behind the other girls, pulling the outfit and accessory bag off the garment rack. You sat down on the couch next to Yoongi. You turned and left the room.
“YN I’m just kidding!” You heard Yoongi yell. Whatever. He was right. Today sucked. You continued on outside, giving another countdown. A few minutes later Bongcha and Alice exited the trailer, presumably to let Yoongi change. They walked over towards you. Ugh. Not today.
“How has everyone else been to Jin’s apartment but not me?” Bongcha whined as they approached you.
Alice laughed, “WelI was only there to work and do his girlfriend’s make-up. It was awful.”
“Ex-girlfriend though,” You clarified.
Bongcha sighed, “We’ll see how long it lasts this time. They do this a lot.”
“Oh. that sucks.”
“Yeah. Especially since Alice has the world’s biggest crush on him.” Bongcha teased.
“Shut up.” Alive gently shoved her. “Anyways...YN. I need to know. And I won’t be mad. Do you have a crush on Jin?”
You were dumbfounded. Why did people keep asking you that? “Um no?”
“Are you sure? Because you can tell me. I mean. I’ll fight you for him because I’ve liked him a long time and may the best girl win.”
You laughed, “Alice. I definitely definitely don’t like Jin. He’s like a goofy older brother to me. I’m just glad Yoongi has a friend.”
Bongcha sighed, “It’s just our fate in life to pine after the men of BigHit,” She looked dreamily over at the production trailer.
“Sorry,” Alice said. “Yoongi mentioned Jin was in your phone as world wide handsome so I just got super paranoid.”
You blinked several times and then started to laugh. “Ahahaha no. That’s just how he talks and it makes me laugh. I mean. I understand that he is objectively a good-looking guy. But so are most of the guys we work with soooo…”
“Yeah. But Yoongi is definitely the cutest.” Bongcha sighed. “And he’s so sweet. He even let you borrow his hat today.” She smiled.
“Yep. He’s very thoughtful.” You added, careful to watch what you said. You felt slightly sick to your stomach. You saw the door to the trailer open. Yoongi had his coat on over the first outfit. He scanned the set and headed over to talk to the director of photography. You waited a few minutes before heading that way.
"Perfect timing YN," Yoongi said. He slipped his coat off and put it around your shoulders. "Keep this warm for me." Before you could object he headed over towards the sleigh.
Dammit. The coat was warm. You crossed your arms in front of you, pulling the fabric around you. Bongcha and Alice went in for touch ups and then the photography began.
After the second set another round of snowfall began. You were thankful that so far Yoongi hadn't asked for his coat back. Your feet were thoroughly soaked. Everything on set seemed to be in order. The snow crunched beneath your feet as you made your way over to the production trailer. You headed into the back room and shut the door. Removing your socks and shoes you pressed your cold, pruny foot between your hands, hoping it would warm up. It did help, but you began to dread putting your socks back on. Dammit.
You heard the door handle turn and looked up. Fortunately it was just Yoongi so far, not the girls.
"Hey. Sorry, I'll get out of here." you said, starting to collect your things.
"What's wrong with your feet?" Yoongi asked with a concerned look on his face.
"Oh. I guess some snow got into my boots. They’re fine. Just cold." You half lied.
Yoongi picked up one of your socks. "This is soaked. You can't put this back on." He gave the sock a disgusted look and jettisoned it across the room.
“No!!!! That’s my only sock. Yoongi I have to.” You got up to try and find it. “I don't have other ones. There's not even extra Gucci socks from the clothing trunk I can steal.” You started digging around between the couch and end table with your ass unceremoniously in the air.
Yoongi smirked at first, “Well it's going to keep snowing.” He sighed. “Just stay in here the rest of the shoot.”
You turned around, your face red from being upside down. “No. I'm your assistant. I need to be out there helping.” You were clearly upset.
Yoongi took out his phone and side eyed you. “Calm down. Just wait. We're taking a break anyways. 30 minutes. OK? I’ll be back.” He shut the door as he turned around.
Yoongi dialed the number and walked over towards the door. There weren’t many shoes to sort through so he found yours quickly. He frowned as he felt how soaked they were and checked the bottom. The person finally picked up the phone.
Hobi’s voice was high pitched, tinged with concern. "You're calling me? Is everything OK?"
"No.” Yoongi tried to keep his voice low as he walked over to his car for some privacy “We're at this fucking snow infested shoot and YN doesn't have waterproof shoes and her feet are going to get frostbite. Her socks and shoes are soaked."
Hoseok could see where this was going. "Where is the shoot?"
"It's only like 15 minutes away. Maybe 20 with the snow. She wears a 255" Yoongi opened his car door and got inside.
Hobi couldn't resist, he ran his tongue along his lips. "And what do I get for this favor?"
Yoongi ran a hand through his hair, "Whatever you want. I don't have a lot of time before we start shooting." He stopped in annoyance, the hair product sticking to his fingers.
Hoseok closed his eyes and smiled. The satisfaction of his suspicions being true felt good. "I tease. I like YN, I don't want her to get frostbite, I'm doing this for her. No favor necessary."
“Thanks. I’ll send you the coordinates.” Yoongi hung up the phone and texted Hobi. He leaned his head back against the headrest. Namjoon was making them do this to punish him, he was sure. There was no reason why this couldn’t have been moved back. He had done everything he had been asked to do lately though. Even though, it turns out what he had been tasked with wasn’t difficult at all. He hadn’t intended to like this arrangement. He hadn’t intended to like you. And it was becoming more and more difficult for him to ignore the fact that he did. You were constantly on his mind.
He smiled as he thought back to last night. You were so cute. Yoongi closed his eyes briefly, remembering the weight of your hand in his and the feeling of your fingers on his face. He wanted it to happen again again. He felt a warmth rush through his body. It was cut short when he heard the car door open, shaking him from his thoughts. He was annoyed for a half second until he saw you. Still wearing his hat. You were holding his coat.
“Here, you can have your coat back.” You said, handing it to him like a blanket.
He briefly chewed on his lip, and looked forward again. “Jhope’s bringing you shoes.”
“What? He doesn’t need to do that. Yoongiiii”
“You will make a terrible assistant if we have to cut your feet off.” He replied dryly. He cleared his throat. “Why are you out here anyways? You’re supposed to be staying in the trailer where it’s warm. And not wearing those,” he gestured in disgust to your soaked shoes.
You rolled your eyes, “Bongcha is ready to touch up your make-up. We have ten minutes until the shoot starts again.”
The snow had covered most of the windshield at this point. Leaving the two of you with a half-covered view of the set.
Yoongi looked back out towards the snow, his breath visible as he confessed, “I just want to go home.”
“Me too. I don’t even want to play in the snow. You know how bad that is?”
Yoongi turned to face you, “If you like the snow so much why don’t you have snow-proof shoes?”
You fidgeted, uncomfortable with the question. “Snow shoes are expensive. I gave mine to my aunt when I moved out. She still has to walk to work.” You pulled down your sleeves to make sweater paws. “I work in the building most of the time so I thought she should have them.”
“Of course you did.” Yoongi shook his head.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” You said defensively.
“Calm down brat. It means you do a great job taking care of others.” He reached over and grabbed your hand. “But you need to do a better job taking care of yourself.”
You looked out the window, sure that your face was growing red. “Yeah. I guess.”
“I know it’s what you’ve had to do for a long time.” He took a deep breath as he forced himself to say the next part, “So I’ll take care of you until you get better at it.” He squeezed your hand and then let go. “Jhope should be here soon with your shoes and socks.” He placed the keys in the cup holder. “Turn the car on if you want.” He let himself out, leaving you to sit and think about what had just happened.
NEXT CHAPTER
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Not Your Aunt
Chapter 1: Donald
[ao3 link]
She was nobody’s aunt.
Well, maybe she was once, but she’d lost touch with her family decades earlier and they were long dead by the time she arrived at this new, unfounded dilemma.
When she’d first come across her rival-with-benefits carrying around two little kids, her initial reaction was a twinge of angry jealousy. Maybe they weren’t exclusive but come on! Kids? A family? Seriously? Then it hit her that these kids were at least eleven or twelve (or eight or sixteen, who knew how kids aged) and she’d last visited Scrooge just a few years prior. So the jealousy dissipated and was replaced with pure confusion.
“They’re Hortense’s kids,” he’d said succinctly, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. They didn’t look that much like Hortense, though Goldie had only met the woman once.
“So what is this, then? Babysitting?”
Scrooge laughed in a way that pissed her off the tiniest bit. “No, no. Hortense and her husband just decided to take a wee trip for themselves is all.”
“...so you’re babysitting,” she’d said with a hand on her hip. Why couldn’t he just answer her questions with a yes or a no? She didn’t need all the extra details. Him blabbing on with unnecessary detail was the whole reason she knew more about his family than she did her own.
“Ack, call it what you will!”
The 1990s was an odd decade for her. Just a few years earlier, Scrooge had personally invited her to his home for the very first time and she thought something was going to come of that. Of course, nothing did. Then he started bringing children with him on his adventures, the adventures she used to tag along on - out of all his attempts over the years, it was the most effective way to keep her from following him. She didn’t want to hang out with kids, lower their excursions to a PG-rating and split treasure four ways instead of two.
Unfortunately, old habits die hard, and she did find herself spending time with the twins every now and again. They didn’t seem to understand her any better than their uncle did, and she didn’t understand them at all. They were loud and rambunctious and very different from one another and very different from Scrooge. Della was overly enthusiastic and kept trying to jump headfirst into danger. Donald clearly didn’t want to be out and about - Goldie had the distinct feeling he just wanted to sit in his room and play guitar. She liked that he had an appreciation for music.
He also seemed to appreciate having another adult around on dangerous adventures, what with the way he’d grab her arm or try to hide behind her when things got tough. Goldie found it very, very annoying, but it’d be even more annoying to shove him away and deal with that aftermath. So on a particular adventure in the Middle East - one where she’d legitimately accidentally come across Scrooge and his family while she was hunting the same treasure - she let him grab while Scrooge and Della forged ahead and ignored the boy’s discomfort.
She watched Scrooge talking so animatedly with the young girl and felt her own discomfort creeping in. She'd only just started to accept the fact that he was turning into a family man. But there were some obvious concerns with that realization. Particularly the fact that family men didn’t want to spend time with women like her. Family men wanted a wife.
“Miss Goldie?”
She looked down at the boy who’d finally let go of her arm, but was awkwardly trying to walk at the exact same speed as her while trying to look casual about it. “Hm?”
“Are you gonna come back to the manor with us this time?”
She blinked, surprised by the question. “Um...probably not.”
“Why not?”
“...why would I?”
Donald frowned. “Uncle Scrooge always gets sad when you leave. Didn’t he ask you to come over?”
“Oh, please. Scrooge would never purposefully invite me into his home.” She didn’t count the Christmas party. She let her expectations get ahead of her that night when he was just inviting everyone he knew and didn’t want to exclude her. It didn’t count.
“Why? ‘Cause you’ll steal stuff?”
“Seems like a good enough reason to me.” She shrugged and stared at the back of Scrooge’s head. “He’s pretty protective of all his priceless junk, you know.”
The kid stayed silent for a few moments and Goldie thought she was in the clear from this odd little conversation, but then he was back with more. “It’s just kinda weird.”
“...hm?” she mumbled while taking a drink from the canteen she’d stolen from Scrooge two decades earlier.
“I mean, like...you’re basically our aunt, right?”
What a waste of water. Goldie’s nice, clean water that she’d collected for herself before this adventure started, and now it’d been dramatically spit all over the ground, almost hitting Scrooge and his niece. But in her defense, there was no way in the world she could’ve seen that question coming. None. Nada. Zip.
Donald looked exceptionally concerned as she coughed and sputtered and slammed her fist against her chest a few times. Scrooge and Della even turned to see what was going on.
Goldie just shook her head at them and Scrooge immediately turned back around while Della gave the older woman a suspicious glare before joining him.
As soon as her voice came back to her, she pointed an aggressive finger in Donald’s face. “I am absolutely not your aunt, not even close, not even a little bit. Never,” she said quietly but angrily, not wanting Scrooge to hear this embarrassing conversation. “I am just some lady you know that likes to piss off your uncle, got it?”
Donald made a face that said the-lady-doth-protest-too-much but shrugged and went back to being silent. They still had another mile to walk through this forest before they reached the supposed location of the Temple of Nanna, which Della was particularly excited about because why wouldn’t she be? She wasn’t afraid of all the snakes they’d seen and she didn’t wonder if there were any apex predators waiting to eat them and she wasn’t paranoid about falling off a ledge and respawning back at the beginning again. Er, well. Yeah.
He shook his head and looked up at Goldie. She didn’t seem afraid of any of that stuff, either. Why did TV shows always make girls seem so frail and scared when every girl he knew was tougher and braver than him? It seemed kind of unfair. But maybe their family was just weird.
Goldie caught him staring at her and glared as if she was about to yell at him about mentally referring to her as family. He turned his attention forward to stare at the back of Della’s head instead. Then he turned to look at Uncle Scrooge, who was talking about the god of the ziggurat they were going to and how he impacted the people who used to live there.
He peeked up at Goldie again and noticed her staring at Scrooge and looking...weirdly sad. Like she was bored and didn’t expect to be. He considered saying something to her when he heard a hissing sound to his left and immediately screeched and jumped up, wrapping his arms around Goldie’s neck.
“AUNT GOLDIE HELP MEEEEEE!”
On reflex, Goldie did hold onto the kid and kick the tiny little baby snake away from them, but she looked very pissed off.
Scrooge and Della stared at them and Scrooge was blushing quite a bit while Donald’s words processed in his head. “...Aunt?”
“What did I just say?!” Goldie angry-whispered at the boy in her arms.
Donald’s eyes watered and he frowned. “I-I’m sorry, I just got really scared, and-”
As he spoke, Goldie accidentally looked up and made eye contact with Scrooge, who looked somewhere between excited and flattered and confused and maybe even a bit disturbed. His look made her heart do a backflip and she felt her brain deflate as she tried to think of what to say or do next. Aunt, wife, family...it was a bit too much for her. She tugged Donald’s arms off of her and roughly threw him at Scrooge, who caught him with relative ease.
“I’m done with this,” Goldie muttered in annoyance. She could see Scrooge was about to comment and ask what she meant by that, but then she quickly zipped past him in the direction of the temple, tired of going slow so the kids could keep up. She wasn’t in the mood for family-friendly adventures and she was barely in the mood for Scrooge-friendly adventures anymore.
Scrooge scoffed as she ran on ahead. “Goldie you no-good, greedy-!!!” he shouted, shaking a fist as he put Donald back down. “Ack, I’m sorry, kids. I thought she and I were in a good place right now, but it seems I misjudged.”
“She always does this, Uncle Scrooge!” Della crossed her arms over her chest. “I just don’t get why you let her come along!”
He chuckled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head. “Ah...it’s hard to explain. We have a lot of history.” Scrooge glanced at Donald, who looked uncomfortably sad. It wasn’t hard to figure out that he blamed himself for Goldie leaving them. He put a hand on the boy’s head and hoped it was at least a little comforting. “She always finds a reason to leave me behind, but I’m glad I’ve got you two with me this time!”
Della rolled her eyes and Donald just shrugged. Scrooge had a feeling they needed a distraction, since they were bound to run into Goldie again when they reached the temple. “Let me just grab the map and we’ll continue on our way……………..”
Scrooge patted at his pocket that he knew the map was in. Then he patted at his other pockets. Then he took off his hat and reached into it, checking the many pockets in there. Empty. Which could only mean one thing...
“GOLDIE!!!!” he shouted suddenly, scaring the twins and making animals scatter away from them.
Goldie, sweaty and out-of-breath and just a few feet from the temple entrance, smirked at the sound of Scrooge’s scream. She pulled out the map and looked up to make sure she was using the right entrance to avoid booby traps. She almost laughed at the thought of Scrooge having to navigate his way through spikes and arrows.
Then she thought about Donald’s stupid little face and the way he looked at her when he called her aunt and she felt an angry betraying twinge in her heart. She sighed in frustration before grabbing a knife out of her pocket and carving a checkmark into the entranceway that she knew was safe. It wasn’t the kid’s fault that Scrooge was dragging him on dangerous adventures. She’d be nice. Just this once.
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Drunk Marinette! Adrienette
'Adriennnnnnnn~ I want youuu~'
If Adrien's phone wasn't left charging at home he could've have a gallery full of pictures and videos of Marinette.
A very drunk Marinette.
It all started with a girls night out that Alya had suggested, along with Alix's suggestion of getting themselves hammered for the rest of the night. Juleka and Alix in the end were the ones who could take on their fifth glass of shots, while the others were drunk messes.
Ivan merely carried Mylene all the way to their car, Mylene, despite her small size and usually kind demeanor, had turned into a very dominant being, and Ivan had to hold down the color on his cheeks as Mylene rambled on about the things that was best kept censored.
Alix had to help a struggling Nino, who had to deal with Alya's hallucinations. The upcoming worldwide famous blogger had begun to chase after an imaginary bug heroine and cat hero. And Nino daresay his girlfriend is stronger than she looks.
Juleka only had to drag a tipsy Rose into their car, which was most probably the easiest task out of everyone here.
The girls represent different types of drunks, and most of them were easy to handle, but Marinette is a different story, and that brings them to where they are right now.
Adrien ignored his lady's suggestive words and had finally managed to carry Marinette into their car. He was in the middle of buckling her into her seat when her two tone arms wrapped around his neck, pulling his face close to her red ones. Giggling quietly as she whispered more seductive words into his ear. Her breath is hot and her voice is silky, definitely not helping his hormones at all.
'No Mari, you are drunk, you're not thinking straight,' Adrien strapped her to the chair safely, removing him from her arms and starting the car. Tikki had joined Plagg at the back of the car, giggling softly at the moment.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw her red face in a pouty expression, her bottom lip tugged out and her nose scrunched up, honestly the most adorable sight he had ever seen.
'I am thinking straight, if I'm not then you wouldn't be naked in my eyes right now,' the bluenette giggled seductively. Adrien almost crashed the car, tensing up like a frightened cat, his green eyes connected with his girlfriend's bluebell ones. The blue orbs most definitely checking him out.
Biting his bottom lip, he focused back on the road, attempting to ignore those seductive eyes, he spoke in a voice a bit too hard, 'Marinette, no,' .
He made a mistake.
Terrible one.
Marinette's bottom lip trembled, moisture surrounding her eyes. Adrien stopped at the red light, always the first to apologize, 'No wait, I'm sorry milady, please don't cry,' he panicked, devastated to see his bugaboo cry because of him.
Marinette brought her legs up to her chest, her black leggings complimented her Chat Noir themed blouse well. The woman hiccuped as sobs erupted from her throat, 'You don't love me anymore Adrien! I know I'm fat and ugly and one day you'll finally see that and go for more prettier girls, and then I'll be left alone with no one else to love meeeeee!' .
If this was a serious situation Adrien would go to the ends of the world just for her to be happy but this particular scene was far to funny and adorable to be sad, chuckling softly, Adrien caressed the woman's red cheeks and assured, 'I do love you buginette, oh my goodness you're too adorable for this world. You're not fat and you are most definitely not ugly. I love you and will not leave you, remember that okay?' his adoring eyes reflected in the drunk heroine's watery blue orbs.
Marinette hiccuped softly and wiped her tears away, holding up her pinky finger like a child, she softly spoke, 'Promise?' , Adrien's hear tugged in his chest, his sweet bugaboo is too precious for this world. Holding up his own pinky, he curled it around hers, 'Promise,' .
The cat hero sigh in relief as the woman resulted back into her quirky happy self, giggling at every moving image out of the car window, a whole colorful fantasy displaying in her perspective.
It was when they reached their apartment door did she rushed into their home, already in the bathroom and puking her guts out. Adrien placed his lady's bags down and rushed to her aid, holding her slightly long midnight blue hair away from her face, allowing her to puke a bit more comfortably. Plagg and Tikki followed in with their holders, already reaching their makeshift bed, retiring for the night. It had been a long day.
By the time Marinette finished, she was already collapsing weakly into her kitty's arms, almost passing out. Adrien smile softly, flushing the toilet before assisting her to their room.
After a few years of living together, Adrien and Marinette were both comfortable enough to assist each other in intimate ways. The blond changed her into one of his shirts, as the woman always wore his whenever they went to bed, saying it's much more comfy than her other sleepwear.
As soon as he laid the beautiful girl down onto her side of the bead, Marinette had already curled up into the blankets, fully drifting off to sleep, a contented smile on her lips.
Adrien eyes softened at the beauty, placing a kiss onto her forehead, he went out to clean the place, before collapsing into their bed tiredly, wrapping the girl in his arms, his way of escaping a tired day from work, and an ever more tiring task of taking care of his bug, not that he was complaining though.
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Marinette moaned softly in her sleep, waking up from her slumber with a throbbing headache.
She recalled the wild night she and her friends had last night, and memories came flooding into her mind, including parts of blurry images of her emotional outbursts on her boyfriend.
Her blush intensified as she recollected memories of her suggestive words and gestures towards the cat hero, not noticing the blond that was cradling her so gently in his arms had begin stirring awake, soft green orbs observing his lady's current state.
'Morning milady, you were a mess last night,' he reminded, feeling rather mischievous on a Saturday morning. Marinette buried her face into his chest, 'Sorry kitty, I shouldn't have drank too much and cause you trouble,' she mumbled weakly, her voice muffled in his shirt.
Adrien chuckled, 'Trouble? Never princess, you were absolutely adorable last night, it's a shame I left my phone at home, I could have created a new album dedicated to your drunk self bugaboo!' he tapped her nose softly.
Marinette rolled her eyes, 'And your albums of Ladybug and Marinette aren't enough?' she recalled back to the hundreds or maybe even thousands of pictures of herself Adrien had saved in his phone and laptop.
'I can never have enough pictures of you princess. I know beautiful art when I see one, and you my darling, are absolutely ethereal,' his fingers resting on her bottom lip, brushing it softly, watching the woman's cheeks flushed a pink hue.
'Now come on sweetheart, what would you like for breakfast my princess?' Adrien sat up from bed, years of being part of the Dupain-Cheng family the man had learn to make simple dishes for his lady.
Marientte groaned as she felt a wave of dizziness washed into her head, muttering for caffeine and something sweet for her morning hunger.
Adrien rubbed the heroine's temple softly, connecting their lips together, Marinette mumbled a "thank you" as they separated, breathing in his scent in an attempt to soothe her pain.
Adrien could get used to drunk Marinette.
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AAAAH SHE'S A TALL LADY!!! YESSS! SHE GONNA GET BUSTED BY A SHORT ASS BITCH!!! MEEEEEE >:)
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Alright, I’m watching the Let it Be documentary for the first time and I’m gonna live blog my reactions?
-I see Mal setting up the instruments. Absolute fucking legend he is and I love seeing him.
-dramatic Ringo angles
-George keeps getting spooked by microphones
-some strong robust McBeardy action
-Yoko over there eyeing McLennon with hatred/jealousy
-they also didn’t seem to thrilled working on Maxwell’s Silver Hammer
-pretty sure John hasn’t showered in like two weeks
-dramatic angle of Ringo smoking
-McBeardy story and tea time
-I’m kinda glad it keeps showing Ringo because long hair and mustache was such a good look on him
-MORNING PAUL. MORNING RICH. They piano jam and it’s fucking wholesome.
-John and Paul chat then cut to George quietly jamming
-Ringo watching mom and dad argue
-George is getting tired of Paul’s shit a little bit
-Across the Universe...Paul like :o at John
-DADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADDADADADA
-George showing I Me Mine to Ringo first...Ringo’s watching him play it intently and just 😭😭
-Besame Mucho just seems like Paul wanting to be a bit 🔥s p i c y 🔥
-RINGO THEN SHOWING GEORGE OCTOPUS’ GARDEN 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
-GEORGE GIVING HIM POINTERS AND PLAYING WITH HIM GOD LOOK AT THEMMMMM.
-yes, another shot of Mal!
-Paul being fuckin adorable with Heather 😭
-yOU reAlly gOt a HOLd on MeEeeee
-George being like 👀👀👀👀👀 when someone messes up
-oh shit BILLY PRESTON there he is! He’s such a godadamn cutie
-soft cocktail lounge-ish music...ALRIGHT THATS IT LADS WE DONT GOT ALL BLOODY DAY
-George lo-key looks hella bored
-okay never mind he bopping and smiling
-MAL BOPPING AND DANCING WITH HEATHER
-George’s middle part long hair and mustache is such a good look
-George Martin be out here jamming with the boys
-John please tap the ash off the cig it’s like a third of the cig
-there we go, thank you. Nearly giving me a heart attack
-Paul and John really be out here looking at each other like 😍😍😍😍 during Two of Us
-RINGO LOOKS SO BORED LMFAOOOOO
-or maybe he’s just relieved mom and dad aren’t fighting
-why is pol out here like 👁👄👁 singing Let it Be to the camera??
-why he like 👁👄👁 with Long and Winding Road???
-Ringo has just been straight vibing
-They be on the fuckin’ roof
-Paul be singing about weed then his face like
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
-THERE’S AN OLD GUY SMOKING A PIPE CLIMBING A LADDER TO GET A BETTER VIEW OF THE BOYS...tbh, same
-god I love ringo’s red coat
-DON’T LET ME DOOOOOWN
-okay but like if I heard the Beatles just playing above me I’d freak too ngl
-also these girls really be serving looks???
-glob de bloo she do
-Ringo and George look a bit bored and cold. It’s like when parents tag their kids along places
-the man they talked to...the one in the hat and suit...I understood absolutely nothing of what he said besides he maybe said Beatles
- Paul’s really getting into I’ve Got a Feeling and that old lady really like 👁👄👁 ‘what is this bullshit?’
-others are like oh HELL YEAH IS THIS THEIR NEW RECORD THIS SHIT IS A BOP
-are the police busting them for their performance?
- I enjoy that John still does the same bops he did back when they played live in the earlier days. Where he bops up and down you know?
-uh oh the cops be on the roof now
-Mal chatting with the cops trying to get them away from the boys so they can play 😭😭😭
-He got them away. Icon.
-HOPE WE PASSED THE AUDITION and now it’s over??? Well alright.
Final thoughts:
I enjoyed it. Was kind of expecting more like...throwdowns tbh like them REALLY getting into shit. It was cool seeing the cute George and Ringo moments and early versions of tracks. It’s not my favorite film of theirs but it was an interesting one and now I’ve seen all of them!
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