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oskea93 · 5 years

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Think of You Part Seven (part 1)

A/N: Hey guys! I just want to thank you guys for the continued support for Think of You. I’m so glad that all of you enjoy the story. I enjoy writing Caroline and the gang. Out of all the stories i’ve ever written, Caroline and Mac are my favorite OCs. I hope you like them as well! Okay, so i’ve broken chapter seven up into two parts. The first part was a little goofy and filler-ish, but the second part will be more dramatic (ie Nikki and Caroline interactions). Without further waiting, here’s chapter seven! PS: Sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes. I’ll try to go back and fix them at a later time!

Have you ever watched a movie where the main girl sleeps with the main guy and then quietly sneaks of the room the next morning? You sometimes wonder how she’s being so quiet or how the guy can sleep like a log while she’s leaving the bed or getting dressed. Even though I’ve had those thoughts, I never imagined that I would have to figure those things out for myself. I remember getting to this point but I couldn’t believe I let it actually happen. It took almost a year for my ex-boyfriend to get me into his bed. He tried from the very beginning but I brushed off his advances and told him I wasn’t ready. It took Nikki Sixx less than 4 hours to not only bless me with the way his tongue worked but also have me screaming his name as he pounded into me. Oh gosh, that sounds so gross! Long story short- Nikki and I had sex. We had sex numerous times that night and it was amazing! Even though I was in eternal bliss last night and the early part of this morning, I was now regretting every single action I let happen yesterday. First of all, I regretted ever going to the concert. If I just stayed home and watched TV and folded laundry like I planned, this would have never happened. I would still have some sort of dignity. Hell, my poor dignity was left at that stupid concert venue on that slimy couch.

I looked over at Nikki, taking him in as he slept. Even though he was attractive when he was awake, he was even cuter while he slept. Part of me just wanted to stay and enjoy being wrapped in his arms. It felt nice. The other part of me, the side with all the judgment, was telling me to leave and leave fast. It was as if my brain was fighting with my heart, unfortunately my brain was winning. I had all these consequences running through my brain. What if he just used me for sex? He was a musician. He knew that he could have any girl he wanted and I was probably just a play thing for the night. He got what he wanted and I would never hear from him again. Did I want that? Even though I haven’t known him that long, I enjoyed spending time with him. He got on my nerves, and he still does, but I enjoyed being around him. I liked the way he laughed. His laugh was weird and cute at the same time. I liked how his eyes stared into your sole. He had gorgeous green eyes. He was so smart, too.

It seemed like he was an overall catch but I he was way too dangerous for me. He was in a rock band for one. He had tattoos. He sang and played music that mentioned Satanism. The most dangerous part of him was that he was utterly gorgeous and there was no way I could stay away. Why was he so damn pretty!

I decided that I needed to get out of there before he woke up. I didn’t want to deal with the awkward post sex talk. Granted, I’ve never had an awkward post sex encounter but I didn’t want to start now. I don’t think I ever had a regular morning after encounter. I’ve only had sex like four times, this making five, and I’ve always woken up by myself. That makes you feel really crappy. You think that you’ve spent the night with a great person and then you wake up alone and confused. Oh. That’s exactly what I was about to do.

I looked back at Nikki. Did I really want to leave him alone in bed after what happened between us? Would he be mad? Maybe he’d be cool with it. I’m such a terrible person!

I slowly removed myself from his grasp, trying my best not to wake him up. The poor guy had a vice grip on, I guess afraid that I would leave at some point. I basically crawled out of bed and landed on the floor with a light thud. I peered over the mattress to make sure the noise didn’t wake him. He was still sound asleep. The sheets that covered us were laying low on his stomach, making my heart race a bit. My new alter-ego, let’s call her Veronica, wanted nothing more than to pounce on him and replay last night all over again. After a couple of seconds, I decided that that coast was clear. I pulled my naked body off the ground and started looking for my clothes. The only article of clothing I could find was my romper. I had no idea where my underwear was and one of my shoe was missing. I quickly pulled on the romper and tried looking for the other shoe. Luckily, I found it near the bathroom door. I slipped on my sandals, trying not to look at myself in the mirror that just so happened to be in front of the bed. I looked at that plenty enough last night. My hair-tie was around my wrist, allowing me to pull my messy hair into an even messier bun. I grabbed my purse from the bedside chair and tip-toed out the bedroom door.

People were passed out everywhere.

Some people had all of their clothes on, while others were barely covered. There were alcohol bottles littered all over the floor, along with cigarette buds crushed into the carpet. I felt bad for whoever owned this house. I quickly made my way out the door and to the edge of the street. I remembered that the house was close to the strip. I made my way down the street, trying not pay attention to that passed me. You could definitely tell that I just had a one night stand. I didn’t have any undergarments on and my hair was piled on top of my head. My love bites, which had doubled, were on full display. The people that passed me probably thought I was a hooker or groupie. Was I a groupie? What exactly is a groupie? I’ll have to ask Mac when I get home; I’m sure she knows that answer to that.

Oh gosh, Mackenzie. Our conversation from last night flooded my memory. I could tell that she was mad at me for not answering her question. I can’t believe I lied to her. She’s my best friend. I shouldn’t have lied about what I did with Nikki. She would probably congratulate me for what I had done. I’m gonna have to call her when I get home. Maybe I should have stayed with Nikki. If I stayed, I wouldn’t be walking down the Sunset Strip in search of a taxi. What if there isn’t a taxi available this early? I didn’t even know what time it was? The sun was pretty high in the sky but I still couldn’t tell you the time. My dad tried to teach me all that wilderness stuff when I was younger but it never stuck. I was more interested in my Barbie dolls and helping my mom in the kitchen. “Taxi!”

After three failed attempts at haling a taxi, I finally made it back home. I immediately stripped out of my clothes and stepped into the shower. I allowed the hot water to wash away the sins that I had just committed. I didn’t realize how sore my body was until the hot water hit my skin. I also didn’t realize the extent of the love bites Nikki had left. They were everywhere! I had them on my neck, my chest, my hipbones, and my inner thighs. He just worked his way down, leaving his mark as he went. The ones of my neck were very noticeable and I had to be at work tomorrow. I never had to deal with a hickey before. I for sure didn’t know how to hide them from the world. How was I supposed to show up to my class tomorrow with bruises all over my neck? It’s like a bruise, right? Maybe I could say that the vacuum cleaner went rouge and attacked me. You’re so stupid, Caroline. The kids would probably believe that lie but their parents would not. Why did I let him do this to me? I could get fired for showing up with hickeys all over my body. I worked at a Christian school for goodness sake!

I removed myself from the shower, wrapping a towel around my body. I had a couple of errands to run today and I also need to speak to Mac. I knew that she was mad at me last night. I had every intention of talking to her last night but Nikki had other plans. I quickly dressed and allowed my hair to air dry. I made a list of the things I needed from the grocery store and headed out. My mind was going a mile a minute with the thoughts of last night and what exactly it all meant. I had sex with a guy I barely knew but my heart had feelings for the guy. Sure, he was obnoxious and into himself, but there was something intriguing about him. He had a mystery to him and I wanted to solve it and claim him as mine. Wow, never thought I would think that about a guy. Another thing that made me want him was that he was so not my type. From a scale from being my type to not being my type, Nikki was on another planet. My type was Earth and he was Pluto. He was an unknown planet that held secrets and darkness that I needed to lighten. I wanted to be the sun to his dark little planet. Okay, that’s a bit weird…

NIKKI’S POV!

You know when you meet someone and they are unlike anyone you’ve ever met? Well, Caroline Daniels was that person to me. She was different from the girls that threw themselves at the band or even those that walked around on the strip. Hell, she was different from any girl that I’ve ever met in my life. She had a shyness about it but I could tell that she had a wild streak hiding somewhere. She was quirky and kind of nerdy, but in an adorable way. She was so fucking smart! She wasn’t like the airheads that Vince associated with. I think she ever said she was a teacher? I could have just made that part up but that’s beside the point. Caroline has been the only girl that’s made me chase after her. Most girls throw themselves on me as a dash and fuck. We fuck and then they dash away to the next member. I’ve had girls in my bed one minute and the next they are in Tommy’s. It was a revolving door of chicks that wanted to fuck us. With Caroline, I had to chase after her. I had to be the one that puts myself on the line and hope for the best. From the moment I saw her at the concert, I knew that she was the girl I needed to be with. I know that sounds super cheesy but it’s the truth. I remember the first time I saw her. My heart started to beat faster and my pants grew tighter than they had been. She defiantly had an effect on my dick, but her effect on my heart was more powerful. It kind of pissed me off that she walked out of the concert. We were killing it and she walks out like she’s uninterested. She must have been interested because I saw her return a few minutes later. Once I fully got a chase to see her at the restaurant, I knew that I was in love. (Cheesy moment again). I’m Nikki fucking Sixx, I’m not supposed to fall in love with girls. I’m a fucker, not a lover!

I tried to get Tommy to ask her friend what her address was so that I could see her. I thought maybe she would be excited but it seemed to piss her off. I thought she was gonna call the cops on my at one point. I think the true icing on the cake was when I convinced Tommy’s chick to invite her to dinner. I asked the girl to tell her that it would just be the two of them. I needed to talk to her and that was the only way I could get her alone without showing up at her place. She was pissed at first but she started letting her guard down. I guess I broke through enough because she showed up to the concert and we all know what happened after the show! Like I said, I barely know her, but I can’t get enough of her. I think I might even be in love with her…

I woke up the next morning expecting to find Caroline next to me. A smile formed on my face as I remember what had happened last night and into this morning. It was fast at first. We tore each other’s clothes off like a bunch of animals. I had her screaming my name so loud the people outside were cheering us on. I don’t even think we made it to the bed to be honest. I’m pretty sure I took her against the wall that first time. I think we christened the whole room. At one point, I remember fucking her on the dresser, that was amazing! We took a break here and there but the last time was special, at least I think so. It was slow and very intimate. The room was dark and quiet. It was just her and I. We had a connection that sent sparks throughout my body. It was the best sex I’ve ever had. I had every intention of taking her again this morning but she wasn’t here. To say I was disappointed would be an understatement. I was actually kind of pissed that she just left without saying goodbye. Granted, I probably wouldn’t have let her go, but she could have at least tried to say goodbye.

I slowly removed myself from the bed, stretching my sore muscles in the process. I pulled on my pants from last night, along with my boots, and made my way out to the main room. I didn’t bother putting my shirt back on as I stepped over the bodies of the party-goers. I made my way out the front door and over to my car, slipping my sunglasses on before starting the engine. I drove the distance to what I remembered was the location, trying my best not to get lost. Once I was sure this was the place, I parked the car, quickly pulling my discarded shirt back on, before heading up the metal staircase.

Apt #17 I knocked on the wooden door. I tried to listen for incoming footsteps but the traffic was making it hard to hear. I waited a couple more seconds before knocking again. Her curtains were closed so I could peep to see if she was just ignoring me. Hell, she could have been in her bedroom ignoring me for all I knew.

“She’s not home.” A male’s voice sounded. I turned my head to see an elderly man and woman leaving the apartment next to Caroline’s. “She left about 20 minutes ago.”

I cleared my throat, “Uh-“ I began. “Thanks.” I muttered.

The couple looked me over, disapproval flooding their eyes. “How do you know Caroline, son?” The man asked. His wife whispered to him not to interfere but he held up a hand to silence her. “Caroline’s a good girl. She doesn’t need a gutter rat such as yourself clouding her judgment.” I couldn’t help but laugh in his face. If he only knew how good a girl she actually was. He would be very surprised if I informed him of her actions yesterday and last night.

“Whatever, dude.” I muttered. I could tell the old man wanted to say something else, but I didn’t feel like hearing what he had to say. I sauntered away from the couple, making my way back to the car. I couldn’t help but laugh again at the comment the old guy said. It was no surprise to me that I was the opposite of Caroline. I was a gutter rat and a damn proud one too. Gutter rats know how to get shit done and don’t take shit from people…

Caroline’s POV

“He came to my house and my neighbors almost called the cops on him, Mac!” I exclaimed. “My poor neighbor hasn’t stopped checking on me since I got home.” I watched as Mac nearly chocked on her Chinese takeout. I had come home from grocery shopping and the next thing I know my neighbor is telling about the rude guy that was knocking on my door. I was concerned at first, but once he started explaining what he looked like I knew exactly who it was. From the jet black hair, unbuttoned shirt, and leather pants, I knew that it was none other than Nikki Sixx. I tried to explain to Walter and his wife, Maggie, that Nikki was just a friend and that they had no need to worry. Well, that didn’t exactly go as well as I would have hoped. Walter began to explain to me the dangers of being friends with a guy like Nikki. I would not only get into a lot of trouble but I could also be called not-so-nice names (his words, not mine). I assured him that I would be okay. I didn’t want to tell him that it was rude of him to interject himself into my business because that’s not the type of person I am. I respected him for looking out for me but I didn’t need another man like my father in my life. Michael Daniels was enough to handle.

“So what exactly happened between you and Nikki Sixx?” Mac asked, changing the subject. I knew she was wanting to know and I was going to have to tell her. I actually felt a bit embarrassed, to be honest. I used to criticize her for sleeping around with guys she barely knew, and now here I was doing the same thing. “Everything.” I muttered. “I let him-”I stopped, trying to find the right words. “I let him perform oral sex on me.” My eyes remained on my Lo Mein noodles as I waited for Mac’s response. After a couple of seconds of silence, I quickly peered up to see her smiling at me with her mouth wide open. “Why aren’t you saying anything?” I began to whine.

She instantly started to laugh, “You let Nikki Sixx go down on you?” My cheeks started to heat up as she laughed. “I can’t believe Caroline Vanessa Daniels got tongue fucked by Nikki Sixx!”

“Don’t say it like that, Mackenzie.” I groaned. I reached for the blanket that was resting on my couch and threw it over my head. Even though she said it in such a crass way, that’s exactly what happened. When my parents had the birds and bees talk with me, they never mentioned the use of tongue, not even when kissing. Like I had mentioned earlier, I found out about oral sex from Mac. Come to think of it, I found out a lot of stuff from Mac. All my parents told me about was when two people love each other, they get married, and THEN make love. I don’t even think I made love with Nikki. It was raw and wild, nothing like what my parents explained to me. I learned the Leave it to Beaver version from my parents and received the X-rated version from Nikki.

“You’re such a dork, Caroline.” Mac pulled the blanket from my head. “Okay, so, you had oral sex with Nikki. So, what?” She stated. “Did you have regular sex with him?” I stayed silent, giving her the answer. Another smile formed on her face, “I know this is gonna sound weird-” She began. “But I’m so proud of you for getting properly fucked.”

“Ugh!” I exclaimed. I quickly jumped up from the floor and started making my way to the kitchen. I hastily placed my bowl in the sink, Mac following close behind. “Caroline, it’s completely normal to have sex!” She exclaimed. “I had sex with Tommy the first night I met him. You’re 21 years old, that’s what we do.”

I turned to face her, “That’s not what I do. I don’t have sex with guys I barely know. Look how long it took Chris to get into my pants.”

“You don’t have sex with guys you barely know, but you do have sex with guys that you have feelings for, Caroline.” She spoke. “You and I both know that you have major feelings for Nikki, but you’re too scared to admit it.” I looked at her as if she had three heads. “Don’t look at me like that, you know I’m telling the truth. You want him, you need this man in your life.” Was she right? Every time I saw Nikki, my heart starts to flutter and I can’t help but smile. The heart fluttering could be some underlying medical condition, though. “I know what you’re doing, Caroline.” I looked at her. “You’re over analyzing everything and you’re gonna psych yourself out.”   I don’t know what came over me, but I just burst out crying. I dropped to the ground and just cried. I had no idea why I was crying, but huge tears were falling from my eyes. “Caroline!” Mac threw herself next to me, engulfing me in her arms. “You’re over analyzing.” She pressed her lips into my hair, gently rocking me, causing me to slowly calm down. “Just breath. It’s going to be okay.” I wiped the snot and tears that had formed on my sweatshirt. “I over analyzed.” I whimpered. “I couldn’t help it.”

Mac let out a chuckle, “You’ve been over analyzing things since I met you.” She pulled back a little. “Do you feel better, though? I mean, is your brain more clear to think?” I nodded my head, straightening up against the wooden cabinet. I did feel slightly better after my cry-plosion. “Now-”Mac started. “You need to go find Nikki and tell him that you’re sorry for skipping out on him this morning. And-”She cut me off before I could speak. “Tell him how you really feel.” I looked at her, slowly nodding my head in agreement. I knew she was right but I was being way too stubborn. I may have said that I was done over analyzing everything but it was a lie. I was thinking about anything and everything that had to do with Nikki. What would people think of him? What would people think of me? How would my parents react to me being with someone like Nikki? How would his fans, especially the female ones, react to me being with him? Was I edgy enough to be with a guy like him? The answer to the edgy question was a big-fat NO! I still watched Saturday Morning Cartoons for goodness sake! I teach seven and eight year olds; I have to be down with the cartoons trends.

“You’re doing it again!” Mac shouted, causing me to nearly jump out of my skin. “Don’t fucking over analyze!” She was right. I needed to calm down and face the music. The next time I see Nikki, I’m gonna tell him how I feel. I’m gonna tell him that I have feelings for him and I want to be with him. Goodness, gracious, that sounds so dorky!

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heatherofthenight · 5 years

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Reaction to Julia

I have absolutely no idea what’s going on with fandom right now. My Mac has decided that it doesn’t want to play nice with any apps or browsers despite my attempts to clear caches. Meh. We’ll see if it can hold steady for the two minutes I need to post this.

As always this is 1) primarily about the good ship D&A, and 2) shallow.

Deran & Adrian on the Deck

Adrian must’ve been hammered from the party if he didn’t know something was up with Deran. I enjoyed the little eyeroll/sigh he gave when Deran huffed inside; wishing Deran would just use his words instead of leaving? I think he changed his tune once Deran started talking. Deran is completely turned inside out by what’s happening and it doesn’t help that his partner knows just enough to be dangerous but not enough to understand how very, very bad this could be. Not just in terms of doing time (I’m pretty sure Jack and his Crew wouldn’t be pleased to see Adrian) but for his overall health status (breathing vs. non-breathing).

Mirror Symbolism: How cool was the camera angle showing Adrian’s reaction to Deran’s words through the mirror? It was not only aesthetically interesting but I’m pretty sure it’s supposed to mean something. Here’s the little bit I know about the symbolism of mirrors but I would love to hear more theories.

Mirrors reflect light. They reflect the world around us. Spiritually, light can mean illumination, awareness, wisdom—mirrors reflect truth. In psychology mirrors often symbolize the threshold between the conscious mind and the unconscious mind. Do any of these apply to Adrian in Season 4?

I first noticed the use of mirrors in Janine (S4, E1) when Adrian left the bed and stared at his reflection in the bathroom after lying to Deran about why he’s not doing well in competitions; I interpret this scene as the mirror reflecting Adrian’s lies, to Deran but not himself, and he doesn’t like what he sees. Adrian again looks in the bathroom mirror during Know Thy Enemy (S4, E7) after Pope scares the shit out of him at the beach house. It feels like he’s searching for truth—does Deran want him to leave? Does Deran’s family know what he’s done? In Julia it’s not Adrian staring into the mirror—it’s Deran. This might be a stretch but I think Deran is seeking out his light, his truth, and that’s Adrian. Remember when Pearce asked Adrian if he thought Deran would give up his life for him? I think in this scene Deran has made his decision—yes, he would do anything to keep Adrian. I wish we could’ve gotten more out of this scene instead of Deran stalking away without giving--or receiving--comfort.

Shallow observation: When Adrian realizes that Deran’s not supposed to handle him in a fun way, he gives such a wide-eyed look that, in that moment, I was struck with his resemblance to a Precious Moments figurine. I think some of that is due to how his pupils bleed into his dark blue eyes giving him a doll-like appearance but he also has a knack for communicating naivety in his expressions. Oh, and I would like to add that it was nice to see Adrian going barefoot at home.

Deran Visits Casa Craig

Renn hugging Deran again—that gives us more history about Renn than any words could. Craig read Deran the riot act for not wanting to hold Baby Nick. TBH, Deran looks extra rough at the moment so I’m not sure his declining to hold Nick was a bad move. I wasn’t sure what to make of Craig’s response to Deran’s request for passports. He was preaching family first but Deran pulled the ‘please do it for me’ card and Deran is family. This makes me think of Exit Strategy when Pope said he was always there for family; maybe Deran can count on his brothers to back his play?

The Drop

Up until this scene I wasn’t sure if Deran had requested one passport or two (I think my TV must have especially shitty sound, or he just has a low voice, but sometimes I can’t hear what Jake is saying) but I then it hit me: Deran was definitely saying goodbye to his baby, The Drop.

Craig & Baby Nick

Is there anything sweeter than a guy gone on his burrito baby? These two are adorable. And we got confirmation that Craig was getting passports and he wanted them to be a little worn and less shiny so at least he doesn’t want the guys to get caught.

Run!

Very fitting music in the that scene. Frist Smurfette ran to Colin’s psycho brother and then Deran asked Craig to make sure everything’s okay at The Drop before he takes off. When Craig wants to know how long Deran will be gone, like a week, Deran confirms just until Adrian is settled; if these two make it out I don’t foresee Deran thinking Adrian is settled. Ever. They will be joined at the hip (or other body parts).

Frankie & J

This chick sure knows how to stroke the male ego. I thought J was smarter than to fall for her lines. Maybe he’s going to turn things back on Frankie? J certainly doesn’t like women.

70’s Color Schemes & Not So Happily Ever Afters

Smurfette’s dream home had me giggling with the harvest gold and avocado greens. Did I miss the burnt orange? That was the trifecta of 70’s decorating. Although I don’t remember mint fridges. She always liked Oceanside! Andrew after Colin’s favorite hockey player! It’s too bad her one-true-love bled out in front of her. Could you picture Smurf acting crushed by the death of a loved one like Smurfette was back in the day? No, me either.

Pope & Angela

I liked the exchange between these two. Angela: No do-overs. Pope: Why not? Makes me hope Pope will give Adrian a do-over when the time comes. Pope’s insistence on honesty is very interesting to me—is that also going to extend to Smurf?

Parting Thought

I politely requested tears, cuddling and sex. I was denied all three in this ep. Come on, writers—don’t fail me now!

#deran x adrian #Adrian Dolan #deran cody #(shallow) review

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macdentrash · 6 years

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what do you think will happen with macdennis this season?👀

WARNING: I went off on this I’m sorry, I’m just a passionate macdennis stan trying to make a living in this cold cold world

I honestly don’t know and it’s got me all stressed lmao but I can give u my absolute best hot take👀*warning I’m about to go off* so let’s start at the beginning of s13 to look at the dynamic™… so we’ve obviously got Mac sad with Dennis gone, Dennis left a number for a mental health clinic and Mac’s gotten as he says “super ripped” which probably has something to do with his body issues (esp in relation to Dennis and his masculinity). Anyways we obviously have MAC getting a fucking sex doll of Dennis and when Dee asks him if it’s Dennis he’s just like “Yeah? Of course” like who else would it be? But even MORE interesting is the fact that Cindy tells Mac she wanted him to start dating to fill the void losing Dennis left in his life… like at this point it’s just obvious that Mac is DEEPLY in love with Dennis and that just keeps us wondering if Dennis reciprocates. In the strip club scene during ep 1, Mac just seems mad at Dennis (”Dennis is a bastard man!”) and encourages the gang to try to move on (this is important to my theory so hold onto that my dudes) which means that Mac has the potential to get over Dennis eventually if he gets to that point of frustration... but either way when Dennis comes back Mac is still all like :’) all smiley and happy, and Dennis is looking at Mac like That™ and immediately makes a comment on Mac’s appearance. So after the first episode it’s still like... what’s the fuckin VIBE RCG hmm? Because I didn’t know what was gonna happen after that first episode but hopeful because even those few seconds they were interacting were so...gay... like wtf and then they come for MY SCALP in MY HOUSE by BLASTING the BOYS ARE BACK IN TOWN?

Lmao...anyways after the fucking chaotic nut bust that was s13 ep1 I was really keeping an eye on episode 2 for the Macdennis vibe of the season because ya girl did NOT know what to expect. And what do they do? HMM? They let Megan Ganz clear my skin and feed my crops by giving us the fuckin Sherlock based Macdennis au we never really asked for but desperately needed (mostly because of the fuckin pipes they have later cuz that shit is so funny to me)... anyways episode two was gay, we know this. Like? They kept looking at each other like That, the fuckin HEART LOCK (there was absolutely no reason that it needed to be heart shaped, RCG explain), fuckin “let’s keep this between us”, “the game is afoot”. Woo hoo anyways, they were just acting like they used to and it was nice okay? Also the Denny’s t-shirt and Dennis looking at Mac all love sick at the end when they go see Dee...

So after episode 2 I’m like okay GAY, it’s gay folks! That’s the vibe! And I was so ready for Time’s Up because at that point all we’d really seen was Dennis with the UGLY up on the projector and them sitting next to each other like That. So originally I thot that it was just gonna be like a low-key Macdennis ep and I so ready for that and just seeing the gang all together... and then Megan Ganz came for us all and TIMES UPPED the gang and we were all so shook. Megan Ganz giveth and Megan Ganz taketh away as they say. I know this episode is NOT about shipping but this post is and so I’m gonna analyze, don’t come for me. So Dennis obviously told Mac to “stop kissing him” (which is different from saying “stop TRYING to kiss me” but anyway) and that it “was never gonna happen”. Mac looked hurt but seemed to be ok, he still called Dennis out on that fucking picture (”what year was that taken?!”) and was still joking around at the end. So i was obviously fuckin SHOOK by this whole thing and was really excited to see what happened in New Wheels because I felt like their dynamic could go in any direction @ that point.

Wow this is long but I’m already this far so :) let’s keep it rollin (get it? like WHEELS? I’m here all week folks). So at the beginning of New Wheels Dennis is obviously trying to get the gang to talk to him about going to ND and nobody really seems interested. What I thought was interesting was the camera angle, for the majority of the time Dennis is talking the camera only shows Mac and Dennis in the frame, it almost looks like they could be alone? Which is not a mistake, there has to be some reason they edited it that way. But more importantly Dennis is saying like “I appreciate you respecting my privacy by dancing around the subject” etc and he keeps looking at Mac. Also when Dennis says “you guys want to ask about my family” Mac’s just like “I don’t” which is what Dennis deserves tbh. Anyways Mac kind of seems to be keeping his distance from Dennis in this episode which is interesting after the events of Times Up, maybe Mac’s just listening to what Dennis wants, he’s backing off maybe? I don’t know but when they’re in the car dealership Mac and Charlie leave in the middle of a conversation with Dennis to go look for bikes and Dennis looks a little confused (again it’s what he deserves). Later, when Charlie asks Mac why he doesn’t do better, as in find someone to date, Mac just says “it’s hard out there”. I want to focus on this because um? Mac’s fuckin built and looks like a fuckin walking ray of sunshine so I don’t think it’d be that difficult for him to find someone, just saying. Is it hard out there for him because he’s in love with Dennis? Yeah, probably. Mmmm moving on, Mac and Dennis aren’t together again until the end of the episode and Dennis is all happy and singing Rick Astley, he still gave make a Look through the mirror and all seemed to end well.

WOW so based on all this evidence I’ve brought to you in this Paddy’s Pub tonight, this folks is my theory:

Mac and Dennis will be ok and probably acting like good friends™ in The Gang solves the bathroom problem. Probably no major developments but most likely some pure macdennis content. I think things will get more intense in the Superbowl episode. And I know what you’re going to say: “But Kaitlin... it’s a flash back episode so Dennis probably won’t be in it” and to that I reply that with Charlie gone they will be down to 3 members of the gang so I feel like Dennis is going to pop up at some point. He probably won’t be there in the beginning but maybe half way through? Idk. I love the idea that Mac and Dennis get caught on the kiss cam and they just do it cuz fuck it but Dennis is way too into it for it to just be like a “haha i kissed my gay friend on tv lol” kind of moment so he freaks out (which could go back to Times up and Dennis saying “stop kissing me” etc).

Now! For Mac Finds His Pride I have some BIG IDEAS folks. So Frank is going to try to get Mac a man and Mac might be hesitant at first but warm up to the idea. How I picture it going down in my mind’s eye (yes, my 3rd eye is open) is: Mac is at the bar flirting with a good looking guy and they’re talking/laughing, standing really close and leaning in to each other (sound familiar?). Dennis is having fun at the party they’re having in the bar for pride (boys are out tonight huh?) until he turns around and freezes when he sees Mac and this dude. His face just goes stone cold and he is the embodiment of a jealous gay (think of the gang misses the boat and all of his mascara Dennis glory). The guy leans closer in to Mac and looks like he might kiss him, now Dennis can’t let that happen can he? So he goes over to the bar and just goes “hey Mac!”, Mac spins around and Dennis does some gay shit right then and there either kissing him (I think I would have a heart attack if that actually happened though) or giving him some “I HAVE BIG FEELINGS” type speech. Either way BOOM Macdennis is canon. This is how they leave it for the season and we’re all forever shook to the core.

Now, I know that it becoming canon wouldn’t fix their toxicity and problems but that’s for season 14 me to analyze (we’ll hope anyways!).

*DISCLAIMER: if you got this far, I love you and we can all get through this trying time together*

#asks #this is so fukin long I'm SORRY #macdennis #iasip #this is over 1.5k words i need help

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MTVS Epic Rewatch #200

DONT FORGET TO VOTE!

VM 3x18 I Know What You’ll Do Next Summer

Stray thoughts

1) This is hardly what a father who truly doesn’t want his daughter following his footsteps would do or say…

KEITH: What does the Omnibus Crime Control and Safe Streets Act make illegal?

VERONICA: Electronic surveillance without judicial authorization..

PIZ: What was that?

VERONICA: I'm taking my P.I. exam tomorrow. He's ensuring his legacy.

I’ve mentioned this before but for all his “I want another kind of life for you”, he truly does encourage her to pursue the P.I. life stye.

2) For once, I agree with you, Piz.

KEITH: It's just so refreshing to hear one of your gentleman callers have more to talk about than how high the waves are breaking.

PIZ: Uh-oh.

VERONICA: What?

PIZ: Dad likes you? Kiss of death?

3) It is kind of sad to rewatch this episode now that Nelsan Ellis is dead. He truly was a gifted actor, and his performance as Lafayette in True Blood was outstanding – one of the few redeeming aspects of a rather trashy show.

4) She looks so confident while taking her P.I. exam. As she should, this girl had been P.I.ing for a long time!

5) Now, this is the proper reaction your significant other, whom you’ve been dating for a very short time, should have when you are presented with promising career opportunities…

PIZ: So, I have news. I got offered an internship with, uh, Pitchfork Media. It's pretty much the most highly regarded music-review publication on the internet.

VERONICA: Piz, that's fantastic!

PIZ: Yeah, I'd work with the most important critics in the business, see bands when they're on the verge of breaking, might even get to do a few reviews myself, so I can really get my snob on. Their offices are in New York, which could be cool, right?

VERONICA: Supercool, you lucky dog!

PIZ: Twelve weeks in the Big Apple.

VERONICA: Everything's coming up Piznarski.

Of course, Piz, being such a Nice Guy, is immediately disappointed at his girlfriend being supportive and happy for him. How dare she! What a crappy girlfriend! Disgusting! She should be crying and groveling, asking him not to leave her for 12 weeks to do something for his career because she shouldn’t be able to breathe without clinging to him!

Like, I get that you’d want your girlfriend to miss you, but I don’t get why you’d want that to be her first reaction when you are delivering supposedly good news, why aren’t you happy that she’s genuinely happy for you? Why would you want her to be immediately sad and heartbroken and clingy? That’s twisted and that’s not what healthy relationships are supposed to be like. I know I’d be running for the hills if after two weeks dating my boyfriend weren’t happy if I got a great job opportunity and asked me to stay… for him?

6) See 1) above…

VERONICA: Ninety-five.

KEITH: You passed.

VERONICA: Yeah, I passed. And I beat your score by two points. But don't worry, Dad. I'll still lob in the token call from time to time asking for advice, thereby validating your existence.

KEITH: Honey?

VERONICA: Yeah?

KEITH: I made a ninety-seven.

VERONICA: It's beneath you to lie to me in this, my finest hour.

KEITH: Are you at your desk?

VERONICA: No.

KEITH: Are you at my desk?

VERONICA: Yes.

KEITH: Then this will be easy. Pull out my middle drawer. I had a feeling this moment would come. You see it there?

VERONICA: Yep.

KEITH: Sweetie, maybe you should go sit back down at the receptionist's desk.

7) Wallace was right about Veronica being a marshmallow, though. I mean, when Wallace is the skeptic in a situation, it’s hard to argue she’s the resident marshmallow. Even though she is on occasion a cynic, most of the times she’s played or devecived were because of how much of a softie she is.

8) Won’t be the last time…

VERONICA: Tell your roommate I came by hoping to kill time between classes, getting to second base with someone, then left unsatisfied.

9) Are you really surprised, girl?

WALLACE: He's a good guy, Veronica. Try not to rip out his heart.

She’s like, “when have I ever ripped ayone’s heart out?”, and I’m like: “Every. Time.”

10) Meeting the parents, Logan? Isn’t it a bit too soon? And I’m 100% sure he was missing arguing with Keith right here… the Lees were overbearing, to say the least.

MR. LEE: My point is that white flour is essentially poison. You'll see. Couple weeks, you'll be home eating with us. You'll feel like a new person.

PARKER: I don't know. I rely pretty heavily on my morning bagel.

MR. LEE: Which is exactly why you need to be without it. Oh, and I was able to pull a few strings and get you that job in the mailroom I was telling you about.

MRS. LEE: Parker! Elbows!

MR. LEE: It's only for a few weeks but it's enough for you to make some spending money before we leave for your Aunt Louise's.

PARKER: Thanks, Dad, but I was thinking of looking for a job, like, at a-a day-care or something.

MR. LEE: So you can spend the summer with a cold and ruin everyone's vacation? I don't think so. So, Logan. What sort of career are you pursuing?

11) Logan and Parker are in a very similar situation to Veronica and Piz, and from their reactions, I’d say Parker and Piz would be a much better fit. At least Parker is upfront about how she feels, even though I still feel she doesn’t have any right to be making any demands this early in the relationshp.

12) While I appreciate the show attempting to tackle such a sensitive social issue as child soldiers, I’m not a fan of the execution. I prefer learning my lessons via the story and the characters instead of this too on-the-nose lesson. It just, it puts me off. I felt adding the dad plot was a bit too much, although I get they needed some mystery to justify Veronica getting involved with Apollo in the first place. I just felt they could’ve focused on the idea that he was lying in his book instead of bringing a C plot into the B plot. I don’t know, the whole Apollo plot feels too Lifetime-y to me. Nothing against Lifetime movies, but it’s not what I’ve come to expect frmom the VM writers. And it’s certainly not the clichèd style one would expect when dealing with an issue such as child soldiers.

13) Oh, Parker... Tsk, tsk.

PARKER: You're sure this doesn't bother you to talk about?

VERONICA: Positive.

PARKER: Logan's going surfing in South America for the whole summer. Never mentioned it. The whole summer. What is that? Is that how he is, or is that just how he is with me?

VERONICA: It's kind of just... how he is.

I generally tend to defend Parker because I think she gets a lot of gratuitous hatred, but it’s kind of difficult to side with her here because she’s not going to Veronica as her friend – she’s going to Veronica as Logan’s ex-girlfriend. It’s easy to read the implicature in her question: is that how he is with me or was he the same way with you? I feel like it’s one thing to be the bigger person and accept that your ex is dating one of your friends and attend a birthday party to prove it, but when said friend comes to you for relationship advice… that’s pushing it. I don’t know, it just rubs me the wrong way, it feels like Parker was throwing salt in the wound and asking way too much from Veronica.And Veronica was really trying for a change. She was swallowing her pride and hurt feelings and trying to pretend she was 100% okay with this. And either way, this was a conversation Parker should be having with Logan, not with his ex! It seems she was trying to get some intel about him and she wasn’t really putting herself in Veronica’s shoes and how uncomfortable this conversation made her. Yes, Veronica does say she’s okay talking about this with Parker, but you can tell she’s not by the way she acts, answers, and hesitates. Veronica even suggests Parker should be having this conversation with someone else, which should’ve been obvious to Parker. Who goes for relationship advice to their significant other’s ex?

14) I’d get why this would be a problem if they were in their thirties…

MAC: When's the last time you went to class?

MAX: Uh, February.

MAC: Are you kidding?

MAX: Business has been booming. My classes have kind of fallen by the wayside.

MAC: So now begins the eleventh-hour cram session.

MAX: No, no, no, no, no, I'm done. The countdown to my expulsion has begun. Frankly, it's liberating.

But they’re not? They’re 18 or so? So what if he’s flunking and runs a kind of illegal business? Enjoy the sex and the pizza!

15) Ugh the look on his face just about breaks me…

LOGAN: How do you know about my trip?

VERONICA: Parker mentioned it.

LOGAN: Did my fan club meet today? Thought you guys only met on Wednesdays.

VERONICA: Look, she was bummed you didn't tell her about the trip.

LOGAN: And you took turns sticking pins in your Logan dolls?

VERONICA: No, I told her that's just how you are.

That matter-of-fact line thrown by Veronica just about proves each and every one of Logan’s insecurities about their relationship. Veronica didn’t intend it in that way, though, but Logan can’t help but interpret it as her accepting he is and will forever be an unredeemable no-good loser.

16) Piz is so pathetic, though. Ugh, just the way he comes up with a solution no one asked him for instead of owning up to how he really feels and begging Veronica to beg him to stay – which is what he was surreptitiously doing. And then he looks so disappointed when Veronica doesn’t act the way he was setting her up to! Because instead of being selfish and petty she chooses to be supportive? Get out of here, Piz, you’re canceled.

17) Veronica is so entitled, though. Like, this is not a story, this is someone’s life, and you can’t be making decisions for them just because you want to know the truth. It’s not your truth. She’s not even asking what he’d like to do about this, she’s just assuming things will be done her way.

VERONICA: We'll prove his paternity one way or the other with a blood test.

APOLLO: No, we won't.

18) Oh, Veronica, is “happy enough” what you’re really aiming for?

MAC: I do. Love makes me lazy. It's a dangerous drug. Kills more brain cells than crystal meth. How's your cell count these days?

VERONICA: Mmm, I can still do long division, but I can't quite remember all the continents.

MAC: So Pizneyland is the happiest place on earth?

VERONICA: Happy enough. There's no roller coaster, but I think I can do without the adrenaline and nausea.

19) Iconic!

KIZZA: Yes, uh, I'm looking for Detective Mars.

VERONICA: I'm Detective Mars.

KIZZA: You're just a girl. You're a-you're a teenager.

VERONICA: A girl, a teenager, and a private detective. I'm a triple threat. Barely fits on my business card.

20) Oh, Logan, I feel for you, but this is just wrong… you’re playing with this girl’s feelings just to prove something to yourself and your ex…

LOGAN: There's no whole thing. I want to talk to you...about the surf trip.

PARKER: Fine. Kissing is cheating, and what I don't know will hurt me.

LOGAN: You should come with me.

PARKER: You want me to come to South America with you and Dick?

LOGAN: Hey, I meant it when I said that I didn't think about being away from you for three months. And... now I have. I have to process things, you know, it's just what I'm like.

21) Now, this is a blast from the past…

And can you really blame Dick for not jumping at the chance of giving up his trip in order to spend time with his deadbeat father?

22) Is this really all the evidence one would need to identify their long-lost father? Me thinks not…

KIZZA: As am I. Overjoyed, in fact. I'm not surprised your mother named you for the god of music. She had a book of mythology that she treasured.

APOLLO: I... I remember it well. It... it is the book she used to teach me how to read.

23) Does this storyline make any kind of sense?

24) This was a huge moment for Dick that was a long time coming, but I just wish there had been more build-up to it, you know? All we got was his breakdown in the first episode, and then this. Which I’m grateful for because if there is a character in the show in serious need of some development, it’s Dick. I just wish it all would’ve led to something. Like, then we get that line in the movie about him consuming prescription cannabis because of his chronic depression and we’re to take it at face value, like “oh, that’s Dick being Dick, haha!” but the moment it sinks in it makes so much sense? And it kind of annoys me that Dick continues to be a butt-of-the-joke character when there’s enough backstory to write him as much more than a one-dimensional character.

DICK: Just so you know, the world doesn't stop because you decided to show up.

CASABLANCAS: Well, had I known it was interfering with your surfing, I would have come sooner.

DICK: Like maybe for Cassidy's funeral? This is where he died, you know? I walk by the spot he splattered on every day.

CASABLANCAS: You think I'm not sorry about Cassidy?

DICK: What are you sorry for, Dad? That he's dead?

CASABLANCAS: Of course.

DICK: You ever think he's dead because of us, or that he killed those people because of us?!

CASABLANCAS: Son.

DICK: We used to have contests to see which one of us could make him cry! I can barely live with myself sometimes, and it's so much easier when you're not around!

There’s so much meat just in these few lines – the fact that he chooses to call his brother “Cassidy” instead of Beaver - as he alwasys had, the fact that he’s been living in the place where his brother committed suicide and he’s confronted with that fact every day and yet he is the one pulling Logan out of his funk, the fact that he was all alone for his brother’s funeral, the fact that he blames himself for everything Cassidy did – the murders and his suicide. I’d like more of this, please.

25) You got an easy way out, Logan, you lucky bastard…

LOGAN: Hey, the trip's off. Dick's dad came back into town, and now he can't go, so...

PARKER: Oh. So... I guess we're not going, then?

LOGAN: He was footing half the bill for the house, and it'd just be really expensive. And it was a thing me and Dick were planning on together.

PARKER: I understand.

LOGAN: Yeah.

PARKER: I guess I'm going to Denver then.

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An Unexpected Future

Part 13:

It had been 2 weeks since Ezra and I became boyfriend and girlfriend and things were honestly not very different between us. This came as a huge relief to me, considering I had always been happy with the way things were just being friends. It was nice to see that everything that meant being a couple came so naturally for us. After all we had already been testing the waters when it came to smooching and hand holding before we were boyfriend and girlfriend, so we were already comfortable doing those things as a couple.

Neither of us mentioned the night Ezra told me he loved me and we definitely didn’t talk about the morning that we almost had sex before Angelica showed up.

Ezra was pretty busy; the tour was in a month and he had so much planning to do with his friends/bandmates.

I would be graduating from school by the time he got back from tour, and I would also be over 7 months pregnant, so we both had a lot on our plates at the moment.

It was a Friday morning. Ezra was coming over and I made us breakfast before he had to meet up with Lilah and Josh for an all day rehearsal. I had finals coming up in a few weeks and would be spending most of the day studying with Angelica, so I was glad he would be busy. I really hadn’t been too focused on my studies lately and with my graduation coming up, I needed to get my head into the books.

I was making French toast, when I heard a knock at the door. Eager to see my boyfriend, I practically skipped to answer it.

“Good morning.” He seemed just as happy to see me as I was to see him, a cheerful smile on his face.

“Good morning.” I welcomed him inside with a kiss as he put his arms around me.

“Well, look at you!” He grinned, an amused expression on his face while he looked me over from head to toe as I stood there awkwardly. “What a sight for sore eyes.”

At 23 weeks pregnant, I was beginning to look like I had a basketball hiding underneath my shirt. I was wearing one of Ezra’s old band t-shirts that I’d slept in. He gave me some of his old clothes when some of mine stopped fitting comfortably. I also had on a pair of his sweatpants. My hair was thrown up into a messy bun and I had maybe been out of bed for an hour before he arrived. I found myself a little embarrassed at my disheveled appearance.

“You’re so full of shit .” I blushed, rolling my eyes and I let him inside.

“You just can’t take a compliment.” He said as he followed me into the kitchen.

“That was supposed to be a compliment?” I began to set the table as Ezra helped himself to the orange juice in the refrigerator. He began drinking it right out of the carton and I took it from him. “Because I sensed a little sarcasm in your tone.”

“No sarcasm at all,” He said, grabbing me from behind and I found myself giggling as he began to kiss my neck repeatedly. “You’re looking very radiant today, my dear.”

“Well, it must be that pregnancy glow that I keep hearing about.” I spun around facing him, planting my mouth on his. I felt his mouth curling into a smile as he brushed his lips against mine, his hands creeping down the small of my back.

“I think it’s the fact that you look sexy as hell in my clothes.”

“Okay, okay,” I pulled away after I felt his hands moving further down towards my butt. “Breakfast is going to get cold…”

He sighed and pouted his bottom lip. I laughed, pulling him towards me and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“You know,” He said. “I’ve been holding out for over 6 months now. A guy has needs…”

“I don’t know why you’re whining to me.” I spoke in a mocking tone. “I’m sure there are plenty of girls throwing themselves at you on a regular basis.”

“I happen to have a girlfriend.” He said. “Actually, you may have met her. She’s about your height, same age too. And she’s got a cute smile like yours, but your ass is way nicer.”

I felt his hands on my butt and he hoisted me up onto the kitchen counter.

“Jesus!” I gasped, when he almost dropped me, “Be careful. Did you forget that I’m carrying precious cargo?”

“Sorry,” He chuckled. “I must have forgotten, considering you were a little heavier than I expected…”

I slapped his chest, although I knew he was joking. He started kissing me and after a minute, I shoved him away.

“We’re not doing this right now.” I said in a more serious tone.

“What’s wrong with right now?”

I hesitated to give an answer and he just smiled.

“You’re nervous.” He laughed.

“Maybe a little.” I admitted and he took my hands in his.

“You didn’t seem so shy a few weeks ago.” He seemed confused and I couldn’t blame him. “What’s up?”

“I guess it’s because I know the possibility of someone interrupting this time is slim to none.” I said. “I care about you, Ezra and I don’t want things to change between us.”

“It’s a little late for that, don’t you think?”

“Still…” I took a deep breath. “You’re right. I think it’s just nerves. Sorry…”

“Don’t be sorry.” He said. “I’m a little nervous too. But when you’re a guy, being horny kind of surpasses any other feelings. ”

I laughed. “Nice, Ez.”

“Seriously though. There’s no rush. We’ll wait until you’re ready, alright?”

I nodded. “If you don’t mind.”

He chuckled and gave me a sweet peck on the lips. “I don’t mind. Just…when you are ready, please please let me know.”

“You’ll be the first one to know.” I joked.

We ate breakfast and he left shortly after. I spent the rest of the morning and early afternoon studying for finals with Angelica.

Ezra had texted me, asking me to join him and his friends that night at one of their favorite bar hang outs. He said that a band that was supposed to be playing there that night had to cancel and the owner and him were friends and asked him if his band would play a couple of songs that evening.

It was a small gig, but I was ecstatic to get to hear some of the band’s new music that they had been working on and would be playing during their tour. I invited Angelica to come along and she was just as excited, although she was more thrilled about Ezra and I being a thing now.

Angelica and I got dolled up and met up with Ezra and his friends at the bar.

“There’s our girl!” Josh hollered when Angelica and I approached them as they set up their instruments. Lilah gave Angelica and I both welcoming hugs. Josh was eyeing up Angelica who was also staring at him. “And who do we have here?”

“Angelica.” She stuck out her hand and Josh shook it. She lowered her voice when she spoke to me. “(Y/N), you didn’t tell me your boyfriend’s friend was so cute.”

I snorted. “Ya think so? I think he’s single.”

“Oh, no, no.” I heard Ezra’s voice from behind me and he put his arm around my waist. “Josh is a sensitive, artistic soul. By no means are you about to take all of that beautiful innocence away from such a young, pure being.”

“You’re such a freak, Ezra.” Angelica rolled her eyes and turned to me. “I need a drink. Grab us a good seat.”

I sighed, turning to Ezra. I looked around us. The place was a little small, but it was packed, at least 40 people or more.

“Looks like a full house.” I said.

Ezra shrugged. “We’ll be playing in places twice this size on tour.”

“Well, aren’t you a real rock star?” I laughed, fixing the collar on his shirt. “Really, this is great, Ez. I’m proud of you.”

“Thanks for being supportive.” He said. “I’m sorry I have to leave you and our baby in a few weeks…”

“Hey, I think it’s amazing.” I stopped him. “I really do.”

He kissed me. “You’re amazing. Alright, go ahead and find your friend. We’re almost done setting up. We’ll be on in 10 minutes tops.”

“Good luck.”

I ended up finding a seat decently close to the stage and Angelica joined me.

His band played a couple of songs. They were really good and everyone in the audience seemed to be enjoying their energy.

When they finished what seemed to be their last song, Ezra got up from his drums and stepped in front of the microphone set in the middle of the stage. Lilah handed him an acoustic guitar and I noticed he was looking in my direction.

I was confused as he spoke into his microphone. “Thanks again everyone for making it out tonight. For this last song, we would like to invite a special guest to join us on stage…”

He pointed at me and everyone turned their heads.

“Get up here, (Y/N).” He said and everyone started cheering. “Come on. Don’t be shy.”

“Go!” Angelica shoved me and I got to my feet. My legs were shaking and I had no idea how I even made it onto the stage.

I stood awkwardly next to him, unsure of what was going on. Josh set a microphone in front of me and I looked at Ezra, who just smiled at me.

Before I could say anything, he spoke again. “When (Y/N) and I were 14, we used to skip class and listen to Fleetwood Mac while getting stoned in the back of my dad’s old pick up truck. She’s probably going to hate me after tonight, but this next song is a duet and I know she knows all of the words. This one’s called Leather and Lace…”

He started strumming the guitar and I could tell he had been doing a lot of practicing. “You ass hole.” I mouthed at him and he chuckled, continuing to play.

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and I thought I might pass out as I looked around the dimly lit room full of people.

((Here’s a link to the song if anyone wants to have a listen: https://youtu.be/nbyfSN7xwsI))

I cleared my throat before I started singing:

“Is love so fragile

And the heart so hollow

Shatter with words

Impossible to follow

You say that I’m fragile. I try not to be

I search only for something I can’t see

I have my own life and I am stronger

Than you know

But I carry this feeling

When you walked into my house

That you won’t be walking out the door

Still I carry this feeling

When you walked into my house

That you won’t be walking out the door

Lovers forever face to face

My city your mountains

Stay with me stay

I need you to love me

I need you today

Give to me your leather

Take from me my lace"

Everyone started cheering and I looked over at Ezra who was clapping. Next it was his turn to sing:

“You in the moonlight,

With your sleepy eyes,

Could you ever love a man like me?

And you were right

When I walked into your house,

I knew I’d never want to leave

Sometimes I’m a strong man

Sometimes cold and scared

And sometimes I cry

But that time I saw you

I knew with you to light my nights,

Somehow I’d get by

The first time I saw you

I knew with you to light my nights,

Somehow I would get by.”

Then we sang together:

“Lovers forever face to face

My city your mountains

Stay with me stay

I need you to love me

I need you today

Give to me your leather

Take from me my lace

Lovers forever face to face

My city your mountains

Stay with me stay

I need you to love me

I need you today

Give to me your leather

Take from me my lace

Take from me my lace”

Everyone in the small crowd was applauding and Ezra thanked them again. I got off stage as soon as I could and met up with Angelica while Ezra and his friends packed up their instruments.

“That was insane!!!” Angelica threw her arms around me.

“Was I actually good?” I felt like I was out of breath, the adrenaline still hadn’t worn off.

“You were totally good!” She was bouncing up and down and I suddenly realized how nauseous I was feeling.

“I think I’m going to throw up.” I said and she laughed, hugging me again. She wasn’t drunk, but she had a few drinks.

“Really,” I pulled away from her. “I need to puke…”

We went out of the bar exit and I barfed all over the pavement.

When we went back inside, I noticed a guy approaching us.

“Hey, you alright, baby?” He said to me, clearly noticing that I wasn’t feeling well.

“She’s fine,” Angelica said, her hand on the small of my back. “Come on, (Y/N)…”

“How about you let me buy you a few drinks.”

“No thanks.” Angelica said and we started walking, but he stepped in front of us.

“Actually, I was talking to your friend here.” He was eyeing me up.

“Really.” Angelica said. “She’ll pass. She has a boyfriend.”

“Hey, bitch. Let your friend speak for herself.” He sneered. “I’m sure you’ll let me buy you a drink, doll face.”

“Ugh,” I groaned. If I hadn’t just hurled, he would have made me sick. “Seriously, ass hole? Fuck off.”

He quickly grabbed by the wrist and I tried to pull away.

“Let go of me!!!”“

“Get your hands off of her, man.” I heard Ezra’s voice and saw that he was right behind Angelica and I.

The guy laughed, his breath reeked strongly of liquor. “Chill the hell out, buttercup. We’re just talking.”

“Well, she clearly doesn’t want to ‘talk’, so back off.”

“Awe, is this your girl?” The guy tightened his grip on my wrist and turned to me. “You didn’t mention that you had a boyfriend, beautiful.”

I yanked my arm out of his grasp. “Actually, we did mention it. You’re just too much of a pig to listen.”

“Ha!“The guy leaned down and whispered not so quietly in my ear as he wrapped his arm around my waist. “If you want a real man, lose this faggot and don’t be such a tease, you fat cow…”

“She’s pregnant, you fucking ass hole.”

It all happened pretty fast. Ezra swung his fist at the guy, popping him right in the jaw, giving him a bloody and fat lip.

The guy retaliated by socking Ezra right in the eye.

“Stop it!!!” I screamed as Ezra went to jump at the guy, but as if right on que, Josh and Lilah, along with two security guards arrived to the scene. One security guard grabbed Ezra and the other, the drunk ass hole as Josh and Lilah asked Angelica and I what happened.

Since Ezra knew the owner of the bar, we didn’t get kicked out, but we all decided it was best to call it a night.

Angelica and I followed Ezra and his friends outside. Ezra had calmed down and was sitting on the sidewalk as he smoked a cigarette.

“Jesus,” I examined his eye, while Lilah called an Uber to pick us up and Angelica flirted with Josh. He flinched when I went to touch it. It was already pretty swollen and I could tell it would leave a nasty bruise.

“How does it look?” He asked me.

“Not so bad.” I said. “But you’re still an idiot…”

“He was a disgusting prick. I didn’t like the way he was touching or talking to you.”

“So you decided to pick a fight?”

“Ezra’s right.” Angelica intervened. “If he didn’t come along and punch that slime ball in his stupid mouth, I’m sure things would have escalated to much worse.”

“Thank you, Angelica.” Ezra said.

I was exhausted and irritable from the crazy night and I found myself falling asleep on Ezra’s couch as we watched some strange documentary on Netflix once we got back to his apartment.

I don’t know how long I was asleep before I felt Ezra lift me up from the couch and carry me back to his bedroom. I opened my sleepy eyes as he gently placed me on the bed, looking at his face.

“Goodnight.” He smiled warmly.

“Aren’t you going to join me?” I yawned.

“I thought I would take the couch for the night…”

“Don’t be ridiculous…” I moved over, giving him room.

“You sure?” He stood there for a second after I nodded, patting the bed beside me.

He stripped down to only his boxers and a t shirt and climbed into bed.

I snuggled up against him and he put his arms around me.

“This is nice.” He practically whispered.

“You know,” I giggled, wrapping my legs around his. “I’m still kind of mad at you.”

“I was only trying to defend your honor.” He said.

“Yeah yeah.” I sighed, snuggling against him. “And I could just kill you for making me sing tonight. You’re lucky I’m so forgiving…”

He chuckled. “You were great, really. We could always use a fourth member…”

“Just shut up and go to sleep.” I said.

#ezra miller #fanfiction #fanfic #ezra miller x reader #fantastic beasts and where to find them #the flash #justice league #pregnant #pregnancy

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gottalovetheletos · 7 years

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Surprising Jared on Tour

Authors note: I’m sorry the intro is so long. It’s just setting the scene. Anyway as usual I hope you enjoy. x

WARNINGS: smut.

Jared Imagine.

Surprising Jared on tour.

“Y/N I miss you so much” Jared whined down the phone. “I know I miss you too” “We’ve been together a year and a half now and I swear it gets harder to leave you, beautiful” “Well it sure doesn’t get any easier babe” I sighed. “So how have you been” He carefully asked knowing things haven’t been the best lately as I’ve been filling him in via text. “Honestly… not good. Tina, my boss, won’t accept my report. So she’s making me write out another plus one more because apparently I fucked up this one. My laptop is broken so now I have to work off of my phone which is horrible because the screen is so bloody small and… my new assistant keeps bringing her home life into work. She keeps fighting with her boyfriend, so he rings the office and shes constantly on the phone therefore I’m not getting any messages because clients cant get through to her and she’s slacking. So I stay at the office until 8 pm trying to pick up the pieces and have done for the last month” I feel the tears forming in my eyes and my voice cracks when I say “ and I just need a cuddle”. I hear Jared sigh on the phone. “Sorry babe, I’m just feeling sorry, for myself, I just miss you a hell of a lot that’s all”.

“Y/N listen. It’s okay to feel sorry for yourself, it sounds like you’ve got a lot on your shoulders right now and I’m sorry I cant be there” “Oh for fuck sake! Zeus has just pooped on the floor”. I interrupted. “Oh sweetie. After you’ve dealt with that you need to go and have a relaxing bath then bed” Jared convinced me. We said our goodbyes, tears leaving a transparent path down my face. I sat in the chair with my face in my hands. Zeus, the new bi-eyed Siberian husky puppy, (Jared got me before he left) came over to me and started to lick my tears. “Sorry bud, I’m not mad at you I wasn’t watching. Do you, your brother and sister want to go outside?” I asked them. All three of them ran to the patio door. Hunter, he was our first husky boy, then Echo, my princess came. All rescued of course. Such good company for when I was on my on. I closed the patio door behind them leaving the cool autumnal air outside. I boiled some water so I could make a tea. After rinsing the spoon I let the dogs back in and locked the door behind them and closed the curtains. I walked up the stairs with my pack behind me. Walking into the dully lit bedroom I rested my tea on my bedside table. Dragging my feet into the en-suite bathroom I started to run the bath. Took of my clothes and put them in the hamper. I dimmed the lights and slowly sank myself into the hot, bubbly water. Echo, my lovely girl, came in to check on me. She could always tell when I was upset. She licked my tears and made her way back to the bedroom. I watched the water slowly disappear down the drain and dried myself off. I walked into the bedroom and was met by 3 sets of eyes that glanced up from the bed. Picked out some pajamas, got into bed and started drinking my tea. *The Next Day* Tina called me into her office. “Y/N, why have you been staying until 8 pm?” She asked looking slightly pissed off. “Well I’ve been having problems with Lola, my new assistant” I continued to explain my troubles in the office. “Right let me sort something. Come back to me in 20 minutes”. I nodded and walked away. Back at my desk there was a parcel wrapped in brown paper and a red bow with a note. It read ‘To my gorgeous hard working woman. Love you. J x’. I opened it and it was a brand new mac-book. Bless him. He was truly my angel. I spent the 20 minutes setting everything up on the laptop. Once i’d finished I walked back into Tina’s office. “Y/N, for the past month you have been staying until 8 pm and sometimes later. You must be under a lot of stress. I understand your partner is away too. So I’ve made a executive decision, I’m going to give you 2 weeks off. You need to spend that time catching up with anything you need to, I’m also taking your first report. Don’t worry about the other two. I’ll get the editor on the first one and well, we’ll make it work”. Standing there in complete shock I didn’t know what to do. “I want you to leave normal time today 5 pm okay?” I nod my head, thanked her and walked out of her office with a beaming smile. Sat back down at my desk I looked up out of my door to see Lola on the phone to her boyfriend once again. I didn’t mid so much today because I wasn’t really getting any work done. I texted Shannon. ’ Hey Shan, Hope you’re all doing okay. I need a really big favor please. x He got back to me instantly. ‘Hey angel, all good here thank you, and yourself? What do you need? x ’ 'Yep all good here too thank you, well I have been given 2 weeks off from tomorrow, I want to fly out and surprise Jared. I need country, area, and hotel please. x’ 'That’s awesome. Yes I can do. I will send the details over for tomorrows location x’. After half an hour of speaking to Shannon I had booked my plane ticket and Shannon rang the hotel to let them know I was coming to stay with Jared. I had also phoned up a friend and she said she would look after the dogs. The only thing I needed to do was pack my bags. 5 pm came around faster than expected. I literally sped home and greeted by my 3 fur babies. A quick dinner was all I needed I grabbed my suitcase and stared packing. My friend came over to pick up the dogs and left. I went to bed. My flight was at 1 pm. I quickly put on some clothes and a little makeup. The flight to Paris took around 11 hours. It was 9 pm in Paris luckily their hotel wasn’t too far from the airport. I arrived and checked in at the hotel. First thing I did was take a shower, thankfully the show didn’t end until 10:30 pm. I dolled myself up and made my way to the show. Shannon had hidden a backstage pass for me in the room, I made sure to take it with me. Finally backstage in their dressing room, I began to feel nervous. I could hear the show coming to a close and heard the rumbling of the boys down the hall. The door swung open. Jared’s face was shocked but he was so happy “Oh My God babe, what? How? I thought you were working. “Surprise” I shout. “I’ll explain later”. I received a hug off of Shannon and Tomo. “Uh, we’re gonna go for a walk” Tomo said. They both left the room and Jared and I were alone. He sat on the couch and patted the space next to him. I sat down. “How was the show?” I asked while stroking his hand. “Awesome and even better now you’re here” I giggled “Thank you for my gift by the way, I have something for you when we get back to the hotel room” I said putting my leg over so I was straddling him. He raised his eyebrows as I gently rocked my hips. “Oh really?” he questioned “Oh yeah” I moaned slightly bending down to kiss just below his ear. I could feel one hand on my ass and the other leading down to my panties that were already wet from me grinding, as he was sucking on my collar bone leaving little marks of lust behind. Shannon walked in. “Hey Jared sorry can I used your charger… can you two not wait until we’re back at the hotel?” he giggled. “Charger’s over there” Jared pointed. My hips still slowly bumping into his growing erection. His hand still rubbing my sensitive nub with his thumb and slipped a finger in. “Fuck” I whispered. Maybe a little too loud because Shannon definitely heard. “Guys, I’m still in the room. Please wait before anything else happens. I don’t want to watch this live sex show” We all laughed. “Well we should make our way back to the hotel. Jared said ceasing all physical contact between us. "Yeah good idea” Shannon insisted and left the room to find Tomo. “Leave the skirt on, take off the panties” Jared instructed. He put them in his pocket as I didn’t bring my purse. We arrived at the entrance of the hotel and made our way to the elevator. Jared and I stood at the back. while everyone filtered in front of us. He lifted the back of my skirt and began to squeeze my ass again. He pushed open my leg a little and found the hole again, rubbing up and down the pushing a finger in. Slowly pumping in and out. I tried not to squirm, it was very hard. He was so good! We reached our floor and his finger retreated. He licked what was left of me off of his finger which just made me hornier. Once in our hotel room he pushed me up against the door kissing me forcefully. I escaped his grip and lead him towards the bed. Undressing him I could see a huge erection in his underwear. Once freed I held him in my mouth. Slowly bobbing my head, forgetting how big it actually was. I love the sound of his moans. He thrusts into my mouth. I feel him go all the way down my throat. He pulls me up so I am positioned right above his face. Lowering myself down I moan upon impact. He mouth is magic when it comes to foreplay. Jared knows how to control me. He knows all of my sweet spots and if he does it just right can make me cum at the drop of a hat. I can’t take anymore. I slowly move back down his chest so his dick is aligned with my entrance, before he goes in he rolls me over and starts by placing one finger then another he’s making a come hither motion and making wriggle. “J, don’t be a tease, I need more of you. I need you to fuck me, Please” I beg. “Our wish is my command” and slowly entered. We moan in unison. “I have missed you so much” He said. “Mmmhmm” was all that could escape my lips and I was concentrating on not cuming too early. His slower pumps turned into rougher ones. I realize I cannot hold it any longer I need release. My eyes rolled back and my body uncontrollably jerking as he still stroked my clit while I had reached my climax. Him seeing me like this made him ready too. He went in with deep long thrusts, faster and faster until I was filled with his hot liquid. He collapsed on my chest and began caress my arm saying “I’m so glad you’re here. How long can you stay for?”. “I’m glad too. sometimes all I need is you, and just a little under 2 weeks”. I replied placing sensual kisses all over his face. He rolled of me and laid on his back with his arms behind his head. I cuddled up to him. “Well then we’re doing that every fucking night” Jared chuckled.

P.S. If you’ve made it this far down thank you <3

Also do you guys prefer my imagines with gifs and pictures? and would you rather me write in first person or not? (like would you rather me write : You and Jared walked to the lobby. Or, Jared and I walked to the lobby?)

Once again thank you. Beautiful echelon family <3 x x x

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whimsically-ominously-auspice · 4 years

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There was this little boy. He was so so so bad.

Oh he was bad in the boys bunker.

Saint Luches complained to me he wanted to ring his little neck but he was too cute. But he was just smashing shit up all the time, making a mess and being disrespectful.

I went down i saw what he did and i said "oh he ain't too bad, put him in the girl's bunker"

"Are you kidding me? They'll all be dead by morning! Lets take him home with me. Ill whip him into shape"

"Oh i get to be a girl" oh he was a smart ass!! Oh he was gonna need a good fixing before he got too old.

"Oh I see why you wanna take him home. Hes kinda funny. It's been bored around the house kind of late"

"I know. Sex and food. Sex and food. I need something more substantial"

"Oh it's been great. I've loved it i must admit. But i love you and I might just love you, too, huh little girl?"

"Sex and food" he was tossing his head and mocking while i talked. I thought maybe he wasn't listening then he jumped and turned to face us "IM A BOY!" scared me He looked like he could kill me

"Oh i didn't know. Lets go. Keep on walking. Were almost there. Not too long now"

"Ima girl. Ima swish my hair" he tossed his shoulders and smoothed his hair down. But he twisted up his face all angry and did it. Which made it hilarious.

I tried to stifle a giggle.

He jumped in front of us again. We were both smiling this time, not worried about the future or the child between us.

"Alright let's go" he got between us and grabbed our arms and pulled us along fast. Boy walked fast for as tiny as he was.

Saint Luches looked at me wide eyes like OMG "these mood swings on this one What a wild one!!"

"Come on let's go" he chomped out at his throat

"Ohhhhh he's a cartoon"

"GI JOE, yep i hear it. Unfortunately he's the bad guy"

I Bent over at my waist "is that GI JOE, little one?"

"Come on let's go" he used the same gruff voice "what's this thing called?"

"An elevator"

"How did you know what he was asking about, babe?"

"He was looking up at the numbers"

"14th floor" said our little unknown soldier.

"Oh he's good. He knows what an elevator is used for. I wonder what his name is"

"My name's not Joe but you can call me Joe" he barged into our apartment with us.

"Oh this is gonna be fun!!" I wheeed myself in "you can put your coat here by the door"

"He leaves it on" saint Luches turned to tell me "wait wha???" He stopped and looked in wonder and amazement as the kid took off his coat

"Here you can put it on the hook up there. Im too short." Said the gruff boy "I always put it on when you get there because you take us outside you dummy dipshit"

"Woaaaah!! I love this kid already!! Hes so smart and kind! Totally gracious, too"

Saint Luches rubbed his face in agony like what the Hell did I do to my perfect life?!?!

"Dont worry, you're beautiful" I touched his arm as I passed from the foyer into the living room where he awaited for us, me and little dude.

"Are you two gonna have sex? My mom use to and ow my arm!"

I got on my knees next to him "Oh no. Here let me see it." I rubbed his long skinny arm "where does it hurt?"

"It doesn't i just wanted to see what you would do" still the gruff voice

"This isn't the first kid you brought home but this is the first lying one" I went to see saint Luches in the doorway.

"He barely did!!" Saint Luches complained "don't jump on the couch!! He's already called me a dipshit, too. And I'm gonna get him!!"

"Don't..." I put my hand on my forehead and turned, my hand sliding down my face as I did.

"Hey now I gotcha!!" He grabbed that kid off the couch and boy he started beating him about the head and shoulders. I can tell when Saint Luches is trying to be patient. And when he's really holding a temper. And when he's confused.

"Hey now, let's see. Come here" that little kid made sound effects as he latched onto my arm with his teeth. "He hasn't mentioned a dad. Just a mom. But apparently he doesn't like her either" i let little Joe tear At my arm and shake it in his mouth like a dinosaur. Pulling back hurts the kid with that tight a teeth grip and growing teeth shouldn't be damaged and in addition ripping my arm back increases the risk of ripping apart my arm in huge ways. Otherwise its bite marks and chew marks which heal much faster.

'What the hell!?!?!?!?" Saint Luches put the kid down "see? I told you! All dead by morning!!"

"He just needs some toys. Lets see what we have in the toy box by the window here"

"My mom's on drugs. I get toys"

"He can have them. Just leave you alone! God. What the Hell did i do here?!"

"The other boys will be here soon. You can ask them"

"My mom is on drugs. Yeah yeah yeah."

"Boys?"

"Just the Alan. I forgot the others.. Should be or are dead"

"My mom's on drugs. Yeah yeah yeah"

"What the Hell is he saying to you?"

"I know i heard you sweetie! My dad is a drug addict, too!"

"My mom, she says she's not an addict. Just on drugs, there's a difference. And we're not black. Just not white"

"That's okay. You can be any color you want to be"

"Nuh uh. I only stay one. I checked!!"

"Yeah don't you feel dumb?" Saint Luches asked.

"Why because idk how to change colors?" He crawled across the floor, "oh teach me wise one"

Saint Luches lost his funny bone with this one. I thought it was hilarious.

"Admit it! You want to laugh! Oh wise one bringing this lad to me!"

"He isn't wise! It was a joke!"

"At least the voice?! It makes it fun!"

"He's the evil guy on the cartoon show!"

"Well ask Alan. Because i don't think so, he's too smart. Plus he knew you were mad for him jumping on the couch"

"Oh jump on the couch" there he went.

"You deal with this one. You already been bit"

"Give me your hand. Now what do you want to do? Sit or get down? You could fall and get hurt"

"Fall? This is just like mine at home.. I thought"

"Its white!!" Saint Luches Makes so much sense to kids that are taught to jump on sofas then kidnapped.

"When this one is a little different sweetie. We prefer you didn't jump on it. So lets talk what's this guy's voice, the way you talk. Sound like, what does the cartoon character that most resembles your voice look like"

"Oh he's tall and nonchalant. He is for real. Let's watch see if it's on"

That little boy grew up into a man. He is on TV. He still pretends to be GI JOE, but in big kids style.

On SWAT. Criminal Minds.

He would be bad. And he would test patience and he used to be beat at home. He knew what a real ass whooping was.

I'd count if he didn't wanna get up and put away the toys. 1. 2.

"Can I watch tv still?"

"Pick up the toys it's still on"

3. 4.

"What number is it?"

"Oh i forgot. Now you be good so i don't have to count and I'll make some food/breakfast and we will eat on the floor in front of the white couch"

I made him pick up toys we left in the floor the night before. Then he Just took them right back out.

Saint Luches complained about them in the floor "hon, will you have him pick them up?"

"Sure babe" and he still complained.

I took him to work with me and we would watch cartoons till the last minute.

So Saint Luches got so mad. He said "im gonna go in late to work to see what you do to this kid. He's well behaved but there's toys all over the place"

He played with a doll. A block and 2 carton of cigarette boxes. That was it.

So he got us to time the cartoon and when 5 minutes was left he got the kid to put them under the TV

"Oh that was easy!! I thought you wanted him to do it as exercise. To practice! For when he went home or something and got old! Now you can quit bitching!"

Saint Luches was right, tho. He would killed those women. I had just finished telling him about a new lamp and how it was heavy. And he picked it up over his head. I didn't mention not to touch it. But i was in the floor when he decided to. Scared me to death.

Alan worked nights. So i started screaming for him cause i had just taken him breakfast in bed and he thought i was being dramatic

But really he just wanted to see how heavy the lamp really was.

I had been having bad dreams. We had just kicked Matt Hagan out for wanting to human traffic. And i kept dreaming he was going to go back for revenge. We had the new lamp and I had dreamed he attacked us with it. But kept plugging it in all over the house.

And I just saw his rage face when the kid had it.

It took saint Luches like 10 days to settle himself. Kids were not really his thing... Not kids he didn't understand.

Usually we sent most kids to the woman's side because all the girls fussed over the babies and young ones. So they were always mothered and taken care of.

I didn't have too much trouble with him. Usually he got his cars stuck in my hair if I forgot to pull it up. But he would drive them on my arms and shoulders.

I did take him to the doctor because he always gruffed the GI JOE voice. But the doctor said he didn't have damage and in time he would talk.

I had figured he felt either uncomfortable or comfortable and So he used a different voice than at home just because his life was different.

The doctor agreed it may be psychological. I Just wanted to ensure he didn't have a problem internally. So Saint Luches took him for the xrays the next day.

"He was fine. But he kept playing with those two empty cigarette cartons." Saint Luches told me

I told him they weren't cigarette boxes, they were cannons. Mac trucks, moving vehicles. They were every thing but empty cigarette cartons.

So Saint Luches bought him every thing under the sun. But still he wanted those empty cigarette cartons.

"Why?! Why?!? Why!?! Why do you do this to me?!?!" Saint Luches grabbed him by the shirt after crawling to him on his knees

"Because you tell me not to throw. I throw this you say good job. Paper airplane good job. Ball? Boy don't throw! I like all my toys to be throw. And lightweight" he said in a deep almost normal voice.

"See he's smart! And he listens to you!" I pleaded with him to find a happy medium.

So Saint Luches went into the toy box and pulled out all the toys the child could throw and put them seperate in a laundry hamper. "Throw. Throw. Throw. You can throw all these"

"But you told me this 'no throw' and this and this and this and this and this"

The child nearly emptied the hamper.

"Now what's he doing?"

"He is not negotiating with you. Hes telling you what you've told him before. I've seen him out the corner of my eye when we watch TV. Hes been testing you. Checking to see if you notice and what you say. I watch his face. Thats why we bought the lamp so I could see."

"So, what you're saying is I've told him no to throwing all these toys before?"

"Yup. No honey" i got down on the floor with them, unfortunately there was tears in the child's eyes 4 tears "HE is telling you. This is what you see he has said to you and i have repeated it. Okay babe?"

"So, now what do i do?"

"Reinforce"

I took each object and showed it to them both and said "throw?" Until the child nodded. And i put it in the basket. When it was full. I picked up all the items and threw them behind me. I didn't look. Just tossed them.

Then I asked Saint Luches to help me clean up.

Then they both sat in the floor with the basket between them. "Well! Don't just sit there! Throw"

And the kid tossed some balls. Into the floor a foot from him.

"No, Saint Luches. I want you to throw with him" i got a toy from the basket "baby look. Throw?"

"I just said that yeah!"

"Ok baby look let me see your hand" i put the ball in his hand and made his wrist move to throw the ball out onto the floor. "Come on you can do better than that!"

Took him 2 days to learn to play with the 6 year old (we guessed) child.

Eventually we got another basket and they practiced throwing across the room from basket to basket.

We had him for 2 and a half weeks before I took him to Michael Jackson and said "he needs to be in TV. He memorizes everything and he is so good at it. Even does voices and sound effects"

Michael looked at me quizzically "you never do this. Singing yeah but acting no."

"But he has a gift. A deep gift. Try him. Give him a script"

He did. He blew Michael's mind.

"Get me his parents! I gotta sign this kid up!"

"She's on drugs that's all i know"

"This..this kid is a drug baby?!? No way! No way! You're right! And he's black! Two boot! Yeah that's my man!"

"Where did you get him from?"

"He was driving Saint Luches crazy in the bunker so we took him home"

"You aren't supposed to just take kids home you know"

"The CIA knew"

"I was just giving you a hard time. I'm lucky you did! Were all gonna be rich off this gem!"

"He really is sweet too!"

Here i am in mom jeans with my little girl with the swishy hair.

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bestfriendsonamission-blog1 · 7 years

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6 Month Update!

I know I’m a few weeks behind, but whats new?!?

This Spring/Summer has been quite the rollercoaster, I’m not exactly sure where to begin...since ya know, I haven’t been updating anything!! For starter, we will begin back in April; my birthday Month. Below is a photo of Holly and I. We went to the Melting Pot in Minneapolis for my Birthday Dinner. It was amazing - the fondue *see photos below*.

Please note, this is not my favorite photo of myself, but I am trying to be more positive about unflattering photos. It’s more about the moment anyways.

23 was a wonderful year. I couldn’t have asked for a more wonderful celebration. In addition to the Melting Pot, Holly surprised me with balloons and chocolate - WAITING AT THE TABLE when we arrived. Holly also bought me my favorite perfume and a donut! And during the week, my roommate Sharissa surprised me with balloons and a vegan donut from Glam Dolls. I have two wonderful friends. Furthermore, I spent a wonderful week with Eddie. He spoiled me rotten. We went trap shooting (my FIRST time ever), saw a movie - had sex in a movie theater. SHHHHHH!!! Went to MOA, played mini golf, went out to dinner, had great birthday sex, and went trap shooting again. It was such a relaxing week, spent with the most wonderful of souls. For my birthday, Eddie bought me a 90 minute massage, a candle, chocolate, and the most precious card I have ever received. He said that he loved me in the card. Lastly, Erikka and Alexis took me to see Magic Men for the birthday. What a funny show! Definately good entertainment.

Flash forward to May! Sharissa and I went to see Wicked at the Orpheum at Minneapolis.

Preface: The Wizard of Oz is a classic in my family household, greatly due to my GG-Pa. He loved the Wizard of Oz and he definately would’ve loved Wicked AND that it was on Broadway. He was a New Yorker, ya know! My GG-Pa, loved the story, simply because he believed that everyone has kindness in their hearts, no matter how evil. I am so grateful for the short period of time I had him in my life, he taught me so many valuable lessons that I will carry with me throughout my entire life. I feel like, although my GG-Pa is no longer with me, he was present during that show.

What a beautiful story. I loved every minute of it and would definitely see it again. It was so much fun to dress up and treat myself to something, extraordinary!! I cannot wait to see Aladdin at the Orpheum in October with Sharissa, Alexis and Erikka. <3

Shortly, a few weeks later, Sharissa and I played hooky from work for 1hr on a Friday afternoon and went to Glam Doll Donuts in Minneapolis to get their one of a kind Mac & Cheese donut. I would highly recommend!

Here is a cool picture of Holly and I. We went to the Largest Candy Store in MN. It was fucking huge. It was very overwhelming and I probably would not go back. Unless it’s for pie. Their pie smelled amazing. There were just too many people and annoying children and so much fucking candy. I’m not a vintage, classic, flavor extravagant, exotic and rare exported candy type of gal. But if you are, you should check it out. The sign was cool!

Let’s talk about Olive. One of my goals for this year was to achieve potty training. Well, that’s achieved!! Olive is such a wonderful support. It’s such a wonderful feeling to come home to a pet that loves you unconditionally.

Other than the potty training, not much has changed wit her. She is still a complete badass - see image above. She loves playing at the dog park, playin’ with toys, eaten’ food, treats, and poop, and cuddlin’ with her Mama. Olive can shake, sit, catch, drop, roll over, lay down, speak, and stay. She is quite the catch!

In late May, I went back to Colorado to visit my sister and nephew for the first time since his birth in December!

We didn’t do too much on this trip for tourism, other than visit Garden of the Gods. See images below. It was such a wonderful trip to spend time with family and bond with my sister and nephew. It was a trip full of laughs, food, and marijuana. I am so blessed that my sister came into my life. My nephew is such a (cliche) bundle of JOY!

WOW! I am just realizing how far behind I am on documenting my goals and adventures. This is a lot.

In early June, Eddie and I went to a Twins Game at Target Field. I had an absolute blast. The game went into the 15th inning. We definitely got our moneys worth, that’s for sure! It was so fun to laugh, cuddle, eat nachos out of a baseball hat, attempt to caught foul balls (There was at least, AT LEAST, 20 foul balls during that particular game), and yell at the refs and teams. It was fun to go to the game with someone that actually appreciated baseball and could get into the game with me. I cannot wait to go again! We are trying to plan another time to go. Maybe in September... I cannot believe that we will have been dating for a year come September 8th!

A few weekends later, Eddie and I went to my cabin in Stockholm, Wisconsin TWICE in June. It’s along Lake Pepin. If you haven’t ventured down to that area to complete the River Scenic Drive along the St. Croix, I would HIGHLY recommend you complete it ASAP. It is absolutely breathtaking in the summer and fall, plus it is only a 45 mins drive from the Twin Cities. As an added bonus, you can stop by the Stockholm Pie Shop. Its one of the 100 best restaurants in the United States. You heard that right, one of the one hundred best restaurants! Here are a few pictures I took from our weekend together. See below. It was so amazing to have a *normal* date with Eddie. We cooked together, watched movies, went around Lake Pepin exploring the nearby cities, went for walks, ate pie, etc. I would classify it as he most normalized date we have ever had, just considering that he has a child and we usually are doing things around the cities; like baseball games. It was a nice reflection as to what could come if we ever choose to live together or go on trips in the future. I cannot wait to spend more time together in Stockholm!

Here is a photo on me, stepping out of my comfort zone! See the swimsuit image below. I was super shy and mortified to wear this swimsuit in public for fear of looking fat or not fitting into my “mold of fashion”, but I wore it and I ROCKED it. This is a swimsuit piece that I never would’ve bought, but besides for the fact that I convinced myself that I need to step out of my comfort zone this year and try new things, which includes edgy clothing. I must admit, I still feel shy rockin’ that swimsuit in public, and this photo is somewhat posed, but in my opinion; this photo represents a girl who is taking a risk and loving what she is and what she has. I was to see her more often.

Furthermore...haha. I got a new tattoo on my hip. See the image below. I’m not in love with it, but I am getting there. I don’t feel like going into the long details of what happened, because then I get all worked up *arms flailing*, but long story short; the guy didn’t do exactly what I wanted him to do in terms of shading the pieces, but I have decided that I am going to let the piece heal and then determine my next steps of action.

My current thoughts: I would like to have the bottom two leaves removed and potentially attempt to correct some shading to make it more gradual and then add more - different - flowers in the future to make it a huge piece. I am trying to let this *mistake* build character. Is it working? I’m not sure, ask me again in six months. I think this piece has potential, in many different aspects of life: healing, removal, character, adding, beauty.

Lastly, I have been researching Poly Cystic Ovarian Syndrome. I was dx at the age of 15yrs old and placed on birth control because I wasn’t getting a regular period for over a year and when I did get my period it would be incredibly painful. Unfortunately, PCOS is a very rare disease and many women live with it. And even more unfortunately, it is the number one leading cuase of infertility in women. At the age of 15 I didn’t care. I thought birth control was a magic pill. I thought it solved all my issues; I was getting a normal period again. I was fine, right? No!

I had never once thought that PCOS could be the leading cause of my weight gain, until about 3 months ago when I watched an instgramers youtube vlog, which detailed her life long struggle with PCOS and weight loss. It was very eye opening, enough so much so that I began to research PCOS day and night. In women with PCOS you can develop cysts on your ovaries, have irregular periods, have increased testosterone (all the reasons I was placed on birth control to begin with - to manage those symptoms), acne, weight gain, hair loss, mood swings, depression, and increased risk for diabetes and cervical cancer. Luckily I do not carry too many symptoms, but from my personal research I discovered that cutting out dairy (which I did back in October - fully) and gluten can really assist in managing symptoms of the syndrome. So, since mid-June I have been dairy, whey, soy, and gluten free. Obviously, this is incredibly difficult, but I really try to eat clean and eliminate those ingredients as much as possible.

Furthermore, I even went to see a doctor. Luckily all my labs and ultrasounds came back positive, except for the A1C - which looks at you blood sugars for the last 3 months and my fasting blood sugar. Unfortunately, this syndrome has a genetic link to diabetes. I do not know anyone in my family that has this syndrome, but there is a possibility. So, going forward, after I complete one more lab, my PCP has determined that he is going to put me on metformin to assist in managing my insulin resistance, because I am on the boarder of being pre-diabetic. I am not thrilled about being on a long-term medication, but if it’s going to keep my insulin levels regulated and assist in my weight loss and overall healthy journey; then I am interested. At this time I am not diabetic or even pre-diabetic, but the medication will assist in helping me lose weight by managing my insulin - as my body cannot do it due to PCOS. Furthermore, I must take a daily multivitamin, Calcium Cirtate - as I don’t eat dairy, and a probiotic - digestion issues. In the future I may also take Fish Oil to assist with my omega-3, which can also assist with my insulin and blood sugar levels, but I would like my body to acclimate to the other medications and vitamins prior to introducing more. I really have high hopes for this medication, food lifestyle change, and clinical monitoring. (If you have any further questions about PCOS, my labs, blood test results, how to diagnose, etc. Please ask. That was an incredibly shortened version and really was stretched out over 2 months as I am still completing lab work) :)

Now, I just need to reintroduce exercise. I have decided that I am going to complete the 21 Day Fix exercise videos for the next 21 days. After I complete that, then I will decide what I need to do next. But for now, its the 21 day fix videos. I plan on waking up at 6:15am to complete the videos. Here are my before photos:

I am currently weighting in at 196.4lbs. This year I started at 209lbs!! My current measurements:

Waist: 37 inches

Hips/Butt: 46inches

Bust: 43 inches

R Arm: 15 inches

L Arm: 14inches

R Calf: 16.5 inches

L Calf: 16.5inches

R Thigh: 25 inches

L Thigh: 24.5 inches

Neck: 15inches

Fun fact: I started therapy! I love it an plan to continue going throughout the rest of the year. I do not plan on disclosing any personal information about my sessions on this page.

Flashback to my goals - I have revised again:

-Continue to lose weight - goal 170lbs. I have lost 12.6lbs this year. I would like to weight 188lbs by the time Holly and I go to Italy.

-Olive should be potty training by the end of the year - complete

-Stop biting and picking my nails - complete (Always on going)

-Save Money - ongoing. I would like to have $3000 in the personal saving by the end of the year. (All together, personal, HSA, paying for Italy, etc. I have saved, roughly $3000 this year)

- Eliminate Credit Card debt - I suck at this. It is back up. I am disappointed in myself. But I haven’t spent on it in over 1 month and have a plan to pay it off. I’m not worried. Although I am worried about that health bills I will accumulate from the doctors visits that I had these past two months. I am hoping the amount of money that I put in my HSA will cover the entire cost.

-Read 12 books this year - HA! I will read as I fucking please. I don't like this goal.

-Research grad schools - I don't feel ready for Grad School. I feel stuck. I want more time to determine what I would like to study. I want more field experience, I NEED more money. These are all things I can work on in the next year. My original original original goal was to apply for grad school in the fall of 2018, which is still achievable, soooooo lets start there. This subject stresses me out and it shouldn’t it; it should feel fun!

-New goal: drink more green tea with cinnamon - it’s good for my syndrome!

I can't remember any of my other goals.....I will need to look back and refresh this update once I have revisited my first post. Obviously they were not as important as the ones listed above...hahahaha!

Until next time....I’ll be back!

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