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Blow Me Away (A CS Modern AU One-shot)

Happy birthday @apiratewhopines! It’s a week late, but I hope it was worth the wait! Thank you to all of you who have already shown interest in this story.

After having a discussion with Beth about what it would be like to see Killian Jones as a glassblower in a hot shop, I was determined to write a story about it for her. It includes a short guest appearance by one of her favorite characters, Marco, and something else at the end that she always loves for me to write. Oh, and see if you can recognize the quotes from my favorite CS scene ever!

Please forgive any errors in describing the glassblowing tools and process. Like Emma, all I know about it comes from YouTube videos and the Netflix competition show Blown Away. If you have an interest in glassblowing, I highly recommend watching that show!

Special thanks to @cs-rylie for her encouragement and help with plotting, and to the lovely @hookedmom, who cleaned up my messes as usual.

Story Summary: For her birthday, Emma Swan's friends give her lessons for glassblowing, something she has always wanted to do. Once she meets her instructor, Killian Jones, both of them feel the heat from more than just the furnaces in the hot shop.

Rating: M (for smut)

Words: 12,929

Also accessible on ffn and Ao3

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“Happy birthday, Emma!” Elsa, Ruby and Ashley shouted, then broke into the birthday song as Mary Margaret brought the cake in from the kitchen.

Emma Swan smiled broadly at her small group of friends, trying to convey her appreciation to each one of them. Growing up, she rarely had friends. Being in the foster care system meant she lived a transient life, not giving her many opportunities to develop close relationships. Now, at twenty-eight, she was finally putting down roots in the scenic little town of Storybrooke, Maine.

Her best friend Mary Margaret Blanchard brought Emma to her hometown after they both graduated from a culinary academy in Boston. Soon after settling there, Emma and Mary Margaret made their dream of owning a bakery together a reality, naming it Fairytale Confections. Emma handled the duties of working the counter, custom designing the cakes and decorating them, while Mary Margaret took the orders and did the baking. Since neither of them were interested in taking care of the accounting, they hired Mary Margaret’s friend, Elsa Arendelle, who also did the finances for her aunt’s ice cream shop, Any Given Sundae, located beside the bakery.

Mary Margaret introduced Emma to her other childhood friends, Ashley Boyd and Ruby Lucas, too. The group of friends welcomed Emma into their circle with open arms. Ashley was the housekeeper for the only hotel in Storybrooke, owned by Ruby’s grandmother. Granny also owned the town diner where Ruby worked as a waitress. When the bakery opened, she convinced Granny to buy baked goods for the diner from her friends.

It took Emma a while to get used to being part of a close-knit group, but after more than five years, she was very comfortable in their midst. The surprise birthday party was at Elsa’s house and it warmed Emma’s heart to see how much planning they put into it. A large, hand painted banner that stretched across the archway between the kitchen and living room announced ‘Happy 28th Birthday, Emma!’, streamers and balloons hung from the ceiling, and Emma’s favorite Rocky Road ice cream, bought from the ice cream shop, waited in the freezer. The birthday cake had been secretly baked by Mary Margaret and resembled Emma’s beloved yellow Volkswagen.

“You guys didn’t have to do all of this,” Emma declared, as she had done every year they gave her a party, though secretly she loved each one. The only other birthday party she’d ever had before coming to Storybrooke was at one of her foster homes when the mother’s birthday was two days after Emma’s, so they had a party for both of them at the same time.

“Of course we did!” Mary Margaret chirped as Ruby lit the candles on the cake. “You deserve special treatment on your birthday. Now, make a wish and blow out the candles.”

Emma swept her eyes around her group of friends, lingering on each of them for a few moments. She could feel herself getting a little emotional and was relieved when they all started inciting her to hurry.

“We’re not getting any younger here,” Ashley teased.

“Blow them out already!” Ruby chimed in, while Mary Margaret encouraged, “Close your eyes and make a wish.”

Emma smiled so hard, her face began to ache. “I don’t think I need to wish for anything,” she said.

“Sure you do,” Ruby grinned. “You need a big, hunky, stud of a man in your life!”

Emma folded her arms and fixed her with a glare. “I do NOT need a man. I’m perfectly happy without one.”

“Happy, but unsatisfied,” Ruby remarked, her grin growing even wider.

“You two can argue later,” Elsa interjected. “The candles are going to melt all over the cake if you don’t blow them out soon.”

Emma nodded, closed her eyes briefly, then opened them and extinguished all but three of the twenty-eight candles with one blow. Her friends clapped and cheered as she blew out the remaining candles and straightened up, beaming at them.

Ashley retrieved the ice cream from the freezer and began scooping it out onto the Autumn themed cake plates, while Mary Margaret cut the cake into generous pieces and added them to the plates. The tight circle of friends talked and laughed, enjoying the cake and ice cream at the small dining room table. They expounded on Ruby’s suggestion to wish for a hunky man by naming off the list of single men in Storybrooke.

Emma accepted it all good-naturedly until Mary Margaret mentioned Leroy, the grumpy town handyman. “Really? How desperate do you think I am?” she groaned.

“He seems gruff, but he’s just a big, old softy,” Mary Margaret said.

“Not gonna happen,” Emma assured her emphatically, while her friends laughed.

When they finished eating, Emma sat back in her chair, rubbing her belly and licking the last of the yellow icing off of her lips. “That was delicious, Marg,” she praised, using her favorite nickname for her friend. “And Sarah’s Rocky Road is always the best, Els.”

“I know,” Elsa sighed. “Having easy access to ice cream is nice, but it’s also very fattening.” She patted her jean clad thighs for emphasis.

“Oh, like you need to worry about that,” Ashley scoffed. “I’m still trying to get the last ten pounds of baby weight off and Alexandra is almost four months old.”

“You look great. We can’t even tell you had a baby,” Elsa said, while Emma, Mary Margaret and Ruby nodded their agreement.

“Tell my stretch marks that,” Ashley groaned.

“Time for presents!” Mary Margaret redirected, rising from her seat.

“Actually, it’s just a present,” Ruby corrected. “We all went together and got you one big gift.”

Mary Margaret set a small box wrapped in orange paper with a yellow bow in front of Emma, then sat back down and clasped her hands in anticipation. “Oh, I really hope you like it!”

Emma picked it up, surprised at how light it felt, and pulled the bow off the top. “I’m sure I will.” Carefully removing the shiny, foil paper, she found a white box that looked like it could contain a necktie. Upon lifting the lid, she discovered a plain white envelope. “Did you guys give me a million dollars?” she joked, taking the envelope out of the box and beginning to lift the flap.

“In your dreams,” Ruby smirked.

Emma laughed as she finished opening the envelope and drew out the gift certificate tucked inside. Reading it, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped.

“Do you like it?” Elsa asked anxiously.

“You…you bought me glassblowing lessons?” Emma managed to ask through her shock and surprise.

“Yeah, Marg went online and found a guy in Portland who offers them at his glass shop,” Ashley explained.

“I know you’ve always been interested in it,” Mary Margaret added.

“And you’re like, obsessed with that Blown Away show on Netflix,” Ruby threw in.

“So, do you like it?” Elsa asked again.

“Are you kidding? I LOVE it!” Emma exclaimed.

Ruby pointed to the corner of the certificate. “We paid for ten lessons. By that time, you should be an expert and will be making glass sculptures like Dale Chihuly!”

Emma gaped at her. “I didn’t even realize you knew who he is or the name of the show!”

“Yeah, well, maybe you’ll start giving me credit for paying attention to my friend’s interests now,” Ruby snarked.

Giving her the side-eye, Emma said, “I thought you only paid attention to my interest in men.”

“Now you know I’m not one-dimensional,” Ruby shot back good-naturedly.

“All you have to do,” Elsa broke in, “is call the number on the certificate to set up the lessons. The instructor’s name is Killian Jones.”

“Killian? That’s an unusual name,” Emma commented.

“I know, right?” Ashley said. “I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone with that name.”

“He sounds hot,” Ruby smirked.

“Of course he’s hot. He blows glass in a hot shop around furnaces all day,” Emma snickered.

Ruby clicked her tongue. “You know what I mean, Emma Swan. He’ll probably be shirtless and glistening with sweat…”

“Please don’t turn this gift into one of your perverted fantasies,” Mary Margaret chastised.

“The man named his shop ‘Blow Me Away’. It literally has blow me in the name. Besides, it’s not my fantasy, it’s Emma’s,” Ruby pointed out.

Emma rolled her eyes. “It’s definitely not mine. I don’t care what the instructor looks like, I’m just really excited to get started with these lessons!”

*********

Bright and early Monday morning, Emma put a call through to Killian Jones. She was prepared to set up her first lesson, but was not prepared for the deep, accented voice on the other end of the phone.

“Blow Me Away, Killian Jones at your service.”

Emma gulped. “E-excuse me?” she stuttered, then facepalmed as she remembered ‘Blow Me Away’ was the name of the glass shop. “Uh…I mean…hi. My name is Emma Swan and um, my…my friends gave me glassblowing lessons for my birthday and I just called to, um…I wanted to…”

“To schedule those lessons, lass?” Killian asked, his voice tinged with humor.

She blew out a frustrated breath. “Yeah. Sorry about that, I just…I wasn’t expecting you to be British.”

He chuckled. “I do hope that isn’t a problem.”

“Oh, no. Not at all,” she assured him.

“That’s good to know, Ms. Swan.”

“Miss,” she spat out quickly, then amended herself, “I mean, Emma. You can call me Emma.”

“Very well, Emma. Now, when were you thinking about beginning your lessons?”

The way her name sounded rolling off his tongue rendered her momentarily tongue-tied again. “Uh…wh-when is a good time for you?”

“I’m here every day, so it’s really your schedule we should work around. Do you live in Portland?”

“No, I live in a little town called Storybrooke. You’ve probably never heard of it.”

“On the contrary, I’ve sailed into the harbor there a few times. It’s a lovely place.”

“It really is. I love it. My friend Mary Margaret and I own a bakery here. She’s the one who found your shop online and ordered the gift certificate for lessons.”

“The next time I go to Storybrooke, I shall have to find your bakery to appease my sweet tooth,” Killian said.

Emma smiled at his vocabulary. The man sounded like he just stepped out of the 1800’s. “You should. It’s called Fairytale Confections and it’s right beside the ice cream shop.”

He groaned, the sound of which caused her stomach to do a little flip. “Ice cream and cake. That’s truly not fair.”

“Sorry,” she laughed. “Anyway, I sort of sidetracked the conversation, Mr. Jones”

“If I’m to call you Emma, please call me Killian.”

“Okay, Killian. As far as the time, I’m free most evenings and all day Sunday when the bakery is closed, but you’re probably not open then.”

“Lesson times are flexible, so I would be more than happy to give them on Sundays, if that works for you.”

“Okay, great!”

“How many lessons were you given?”

“Ten.”

“In that case, would you be amenable to having two lessons a week? Otherwise, they’ll run into the holidays when I’ll be in England for a few weeks to visit my brother and his family.”

“Sure. The bakery closes at two on Wednesdays, so maybe later in the afternoon?”

“Would four o’clock work for you?”

“Yeah,” she confirmed. “What time on Sunday?”

“You call it, Swan,” he said.

“How about one o’clock, Jones?” she replied cheekily.

There was a pause on the other end before he spoke again. “My apologies, Emma. I’m used to calling my assistants by their last name since three of the four are named Joe, including one who is a woman.”

She laughed lightly. “I was just teasing. I really don’t mind at all.”

“To answer your question, one o’clock on Sunday would be fine. Is this Wednesday too soon to start?”

“No, that’s perfect. I’m very excited to learn the art of glassblowing. It has always intrigued me.”

“Very good. Do you have the address of my shop?”

Emma looked at the paper in front of her again. “Yeah, it’s on the gift certificate. So I guess I’ll see you Wednesday at four.”

“Aye, see you then, lass.”

Emma ended the call and sat looking at her phone with a dreamy smile on her face. She would never admit it, but if his voice was anything to go by, she might have to agree with Ruby’s assessment that he was hot, in more ways than one.

*********

As she drove to Portland Wednesday afternoon, Emma worried her bottom lip between her teeth. She was excited but also nervous, not only about learning something new, but also about meeting the man behind the sexy voice. She had actually dreamed about him the night after their conversation on the phone, as if her subconscious was trying to put a face with the voice that was still echoing in her ears.

Parking her bug in front of the warehouse her GPS declared was her destination, she drew in a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. Then she grabbed the gift certificate off the seat, flung her car door open and stepped out.

She approached the building and pulled open the creaky metal door, looking around as she entered, but not seeing Killian Jones. Smiling at the glassblowing equipment spread around the large space, she mentally named things she recognized from watching the Netflix show and numerous YouTube videos.

Turning her attention to several blown glass pieces sitting on a table beside the door, she carefully picked them up one-by-one to study them.

“You must be Emma Swan.”

The words spoken close behind her startled her so much, she almost dropped the beautiful aqua colored bowl she was holding. Letting out a gasp, she quickly set it back on the table and turned around, saying, “Oh, I didn’t know you were…”

Her words trailed off as she got a look at her instructor. Her first thought was that her dream of him didn’t do him justice, and her second was that his looks certainly equaled the sexiness of his voice. He appeared to be about her age, was a few inches taller than her, with dark, disheveled hair, a strong, scruff-covered jaw, piercing blue eyes and a gleaming white smile. His hands grasped both ends of a towel slung around his neck, making his biceps bulge under the sleeves of his tight, white T-shirt, the V-neck allowing her to see dark hair peeking out.

While he waited for her to speak again, he used the end of the towel to wipe away the sweat on his forehead. A few strands of hair flopped down over it once he finished and her hand inadvertently reached forward, intending to brush them away. Suddenly realizing what she was doing, she jerked her hand back and ran it through her own long, blonde hair instead.

He looked at her with his head cocked and a raised eyebrow, his roguish grin convincing her he knew the effect he was having on her. She cleared her throat and said, “Uh, yeah. I’m Emma.” Holding out her hand, she added, “It’s nice to meet you, Killian.”

He took her hand, squeezing it lightly as he shook it. “Likewise. Have you been waiting long?”

“Not at all. I just got here and was admiring your work,” she said, sweeping her arm toward the glass works on the table. “They’re very good.”

“Thank you,” he replied with a smile. “Hopefully, by the end of your lessons, you’ll be able to make some nice pieces, too.”

“That would be great!” she said, her voice bubbling with excitement.

“Shall we get started?” he asked.

“Oh, do you need this?” She held out the crumpled gift certificate.

“Aye,” he said, taking the paper, folding it and sticking it in his back pocket. Then he gestured for her to go ahead of him.

“You didn’t check it. Are you just gonna take my word for it that it’s worth ten lessons?” she asked teasingly.

“Well, you haven’t lied to me thus far.”

She turned to look at him over her shoulder and saw the smirk on his face. She was enjoying the banter with him and already felt at ease.

Touching her on the shoulder, he stopped her in front of a large furnace. “How much do you already know about the art of glassblowing, Emma?”

“Well…I’ve watched every season of Blown Away on Netflix and quite a few YouTube videos. Does that count?” she asked, with a hint of embarrassment.

“Of course it does. I’ve watched them myself. Let’s see if you can identify some of the tools of the trade.”

As he led her around the shop, she was able to name many things he pointed out, such as the furnace containing the molten glass, the glory hole, where glass in the process of being blown was reheated, and the annealer, in which glass projects were placed to cool slowly.

He also asked her questions about the process of glassblowing to get an idea of what she knew and didn’t know. She impressed him again when she talked about gathering the glass with a blowpipe, rolling it on the steel marver table and rolling it in ground glass called frit to give it color. In addition, she correctly identified the majority of the tools he had laid out on the bench.

“You obviously know most of the important terms and equipment already, Swan,” he praised when they finished the tour. “Now you just have to actually do some glassblowing yourself. Are you ready?”

“Absolutely!” she answered.

Killian handed her a pair of safety goggles, then he demonstrated the procedure, calling on her to help him from time to time.

“That’s the basic process,” he said when he finished. “How would you like to try it for yourself?”

“Really? You think I could do that already?” She was nearly bouncing on the balls of her feet with anticipation.

“Of course, and I’ll be here to guide you. First, choose a color of frit and then I’ll help you do your first gather.”

She went over to the table to look over the color selection and chose green.

“Excellent choice. Go ahead and pick up your blowpipe.”

She did as directed and went to stand beside him in front of the furnace.

“Now, I’m going to open the door and then I’ll help you, okay?” he asked.

Emma nodded and held the pipe the same way he held it during his demonstration. He slid the door to the left a few inches then stood behind her to guide her hands. “Place it on the bottom edge of the door and start turning it clockwise,” he directed. When she did, he put his right hand behind hers on the pipe, helping her slide it into the molten glass. “Keep turning. That’s good. Start pulling it back, but don’t stop turning.”

With him standing so close, she felt heat that she knew was from more than the furnace. Between his looks, his voice, the way he listened to her, and how he made her feel important, he had an unmistakable effect on her.

When she had the blowpipe clear of the furnace, she was excited to see the blob of orange at the end of it. “I did it!” she exclaimed.

“Yes, you did,” he agreed, closing the furnace door. “Now, roll it on the marver and then in the frit.” Reaching around her, he adjusted her hands on the pipe, surrounding her with his presence, though she could tell he was being careful to leave space between their bodies.

He patiently walked her through the entire procedure until she created a perfectly round orb and placed it in the annealer.

“Unfortunately, it takes about four hours for it to cool down completely, so you won’t be able to take it with you today,” he informed her.

“That’s okay. I’ll get it on Sunday when I come back for my next lesson.”

“I’m very happy to hear you’ll be back. I was hoping you would enjoy it enough to want to continue all of your lessons.”

She beamed at him. “It was incredible! I can hardly wait until next time. What will we make on Sunday?”

He grinned at her enthusiasm. “Perhaps you’d like to try making a paperweight or a Christmas tree ornament?”

“Either one sounds good to me!”

Glancing up at the clock on the wall, she remarked, “I didn’t realize what time it was. I probably stayed past my allotted lesson time, didn’t I?”

“I don’t set a length of time for my lessons,” he assured her. “I’d rather just go with the flow of it, than to cut it off when we reach a certain point in time. I’ve really enjoyed working with you today, Emma. You catch on very quickly and appear to be a natural.”

“Maybe that’s because you’re a great teacher.”

He rewarded her with one of his smiles that made her feel a bit weak in the knees. “Perhaps it’s both.”

“Well, thank you again, Killian. I’ll see you Sunday.”

“I’m looking forward to it.”

She started to walk toward the door, but suddenly thought of something. Turning to face him again she said, “Hey, if you wouldn’t mind, could you take a picture of my project and send it to me once it’s out of the annealer? I want to show my friends that I actually made something today and I’d like to have proof.”

“Of course,” he replied. “Could you put your number into my phone? The one you called to set up the lessons was for the phone in the office.”

He pulled his device out of his back pocket, unlocked it, pulled up his contacts and handed it to her. Once she finished, and handed it back to him, he took a look at it. “Swan, huh?” he smirked.

“I told you I didn’t mind you calling me by my last name. Besides, I wouldn’t want you to confuse me with another Emma.”

He nodded as he tucked the phone back into his pocket. “Drive safely, Swan.”

Throwing him one more smile, she turned and walked out of the building.

*********

Killian stared at the exit long after Emma left, not really seeing the metal door with the chipped paint, but remembering the lovely woman who just walked through it. After hearing her voice on the phone, he had spent more time than he would like to admit trying to imagine what she looked like, but no image that flitted through his mind the past few days could compare to her actual beauty.

He was glad it took her a while to gather her thoughts when she first laid eyes on him, because his first glimpse of her left him a bit speechless, too. Spending nearly two hours with her only made her more attractive to him. She was witty, easy to talk to, and a fast learner. When he stood close to help guide her, it was very tempting to move even closer, but he restrained himself. He didn’t want to offend her or make her uncomfortable in any way. For all he knew, she could have a boyfriend.

That possibility didn’t keep him from admiring her, though. After she chose the color of frit for her project, he couldn’t help thinking how it would perfectly match her beautiful eyes. He almost told her so, but decided to keep the comment to himself, unsure of how she would accept it. The memory of those eyes sparkling with excitement was going to remain with him in the coming days.

Taking out his phone again, he looked down at her contact info with a smile, thinking about her last statement. He didn’t think there was a chance he would confuse her with any other Emma. She was definitely one-of-a-kind.

He traced his finger over her name on the screen, then locked the phone and stuck it in his pocket, before turning to go back into the shop. He could hardly wait until Sunday.

*********

“How was your first lesson?” Mary Margaret eagerly asked as soon as Emma answered her phone. She had just walked through the door of her small loft apartment and marveled at the innate sense of timing her friend seemed to possess.

“It was great! I loved it, and already learned a lot. I made something, but I had to leave it in the cooling oven, so Killian said he would send a picture of it to me when it comes out. I’ll send it to you once I get it.”

“Okay. Tell me about Killian! He must be a good teacher if you already learned a lot. How old is he? Is he nice? What does he look like? ”

There was a brief silence after she finished asking her questions. “Are you done?” Emma laughed.

“I’m sure I’ll think of more later, but that’s all I have for now,” Mary Margaret replied, humor coloring her voice.

“Okay, let me see. Yes, he’s a very good teacher. He explained everything while he demonstrated the process and then guided me through it when I did it myself. I’m not sure how old he is, but I would estimate him to be around my age. And he is very nice. He put me at ease right away.”

“And…” Mary Margaret prodded.

“And what?” Emma asked innocently.

“Answer the last question.”

“What question was that?”

Mary Margaret heaved a sigh. “Seriously, Emma?”

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” Emma snickered. “He…he’s the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen, Marg. Dark hair, scruff, dimples and the bluest eyes you can imagine.”

“So Ruby was right! He is hot!”

“Hot and sexy,” Emma confirmed. “But I really don’t look forward to Ruby finding that out.”

Mary Margaret laughed. “I don’t blame you! She more than likely won’t let you alone until the two of you are married!”

“Oh, god,” Emma groaned. “Maybe she’ll forget I had my first lesson today.”

“Fat chance,” Mary Margaret giggled.

As if to prove her point, Emma’s phone buzzed with a text. Glancing at the screen, she groaned even louder. “Just got a text from her that says ‘How was your lesson with Mr. Hottie?’ How long do you suppose I can ignore it before I answer?”

“If you don’t answer, she’ll be pounding on your door very soon.”

“Ugh, fine. I’ve gotta go. I’ll send you the picture as soon as I get it.”

“Good luck. I’ll be listening for her scream when she finds out Killian is good looking.”

“I think I’ll just tell her he’s old and ugly.”

“You really think that will work?”

“Of course not. She should have been a police detective with her knack for interrogating people and making them confess,” Emma sighed. “Talk to you later, Marg.”

As soon as she ended the call, she responded to Ruby’s text.

E: The lesson was great.

R: Details.

E: I made a green glass ball.

R: More details.

E: It was fun!

R: You’re testing my patience.

E: I learned how to use the glory hole.

R: Glory hole? Now we’re talking. Were you horizontal or vertical at the time?

E: It’s a glassblowing term - an oven where you reheat the glass.

R: Whatever you say. Tell me about Killian.

E: He’s a good teacher.

R: What did he teach you? The Horizontal Mambo?

E: Ruby!

R: Ugh, fine! Is he hot?

E: Well, the furnaces are close to 2000 degrees, so it’s hard not to be hot.

R: If you don’t give me a direct answer Emma Swan, I’m coming over there to drag it out of you!

E: He’s very handsome.

R: I knew it! Did you ask him out?

E: Of course not!

R: But you are seeing him again, right?

E: Did you forget you gave me 10 lessons? I’ll see him at least 9 more times.

R: When is the next one?

E: Sunday afternoon.

R: Then you have a few days to plan how to ask him out.

E: You’re impossible.

R: And you love me for it. (smiley emoji)

E: I don’t know about that, but I do love you, Rubes.

R: I know. I’m adorable.

E: (rolling eyes emoji) I’ll send you a pic of what I made today when Killian sends it to me. It had to cool down so I wasn’t able to bring it home with me.

R: Ooh! He has your phone number and you have his! Finally, a step in the right direction! You now have the ability to send him sexy photos!

E: Ugh! I’ve gotta go, Ruby. Talk to you later.

R: Alright. Go daydream about your man.

*********

When Emma entered the glass shop on Sunday afternoon, she saw Killian sitting on one of the benches, speaking to an older man with a fringe of white hair around his otherwise bald head. Curious, she quickly strode across the concrete floor to where the two men were sitting.

Killian looked up as she approached and stood to greet her. “Hello, Emma. How are you today?”

“I’m good, thanks,” she replied, her eyes flicking over to the other gentleman, who was looking at her with a broad smile and twinkling eyes.

“I’d like to introduce you to someone,” Killian said, leading her over to where the man was now standing. “This is Marco Pinetti. He taught me everything I know about glassblowing. Marco, this is my newest student, Emma Swan.”

“Ah, yes, Miss Swan. Killian has told me about you and your potential to be an excellent glassblower,” Marco said, taking Emma’s hand warmly between both of his.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Pinetti,” Emma said sincerely.

“Mr. Pinetti makes me sound like an old man! Please call me Marco.”

She chuckled. “Okay, but only if you call me Emma.”

“Marco stopped in to visit and I asked him to stay to watch your lesson, if you don’t mind,” Killian said.

“That’s fine,” she replied, then turned toward Marco again. “Please just remember this is only my second one.”

Marco patted her on the shoulder. “We all have to begin somewhere, my dear, but from what Killian has told me, you catch on very quickly.”

She glanced at Killian and saw the proud smile on his face. Her face heating from the blush creeping into it, she said, “I’m ready whenever you are.”

As the lesson went along, Killian was just as attentive and helpful as he was the first time. Marco ended up staying for the entire two hours, and by the end, she had a multicolor paperweight and a Christmas ornament cooling in the annealer.

“Do you have any advice for her, Marco?” Killian asked.

The older man scratched at his beard in thought. “Follow your instincts and don’t be afraid of making a mistake. Glass is fragile, yes, but pieces can always be remade. Experiment with it and have fun.”

Killian was nodding his agreement, while Emma soaked in the master glassblower’s words.

“Killian was right - you are a quick study,” Marco went on. “You have a knack for the art and I’m very happy you’re pursuing it.”

“Thank you, Marco,” Emma beamed, while Killian looked at her with pride.

*********

The next month passed in a blur and far too soon, Emma was having her final lesson with Killian. She not only learned a great deal about the techniques of glassblowing, but had gotten to know her instructor much better, too. She really liked him, and was pretty sure the feeling was mutual.

It was all she could do to keep her hands off of him during their lessons. There was just something so enticing about watching him manipulate the glass, the muscles of his arms flexing with a light sheen of perspiration covering them. His knowledge, expertise and the easy way he explained things were also attractive qualities to her.

They texted one another daily. At first, it was just about the lessons, but eventually, they began sharing personal information with each other, discovering that they had many common interests.

When her final project, a plate with swirls of color, was put into the annealer, Killian turned to face Emma. “You have been a pleasure to teach, Swan. I’ve never taught anyone with more natural ability.”

Emma dragged the back of her wrist across her forehead to wipe away the sweat, but also to hide her blush at his praise. “Thank you, Killian, but I think it was because of your teaching that I learned so quickly.”

Killian scratched at a spot behind his ear, dropping his eyes to the floor. “It’s also been very nice getting to know you. I’m going to miss our time together.”

“Yeah,” she agreed, “but just because my lessons are over, doesn’t mean we can’t still text each other.”

“You’re right, it doesn’t,” he grinned. “I, uh, I was wondering if you might like to go get something to eat while you’re waiting for the plate to cool. That way, you won’t have to make another trip into Portland to pick it up.”

She answered with a smile. “I’d really like that.”

They spent the next three hours enjoying each other’s company at Killian’s favorite diner on the outskirts of Portland. When Emma finally checked her phone, she couldn’t believe how much time had passed. She usually had trouble carrying on long conversations with most people, but it was easy with Killian.

“I guess we should go back to the shop so I can pick up my project and get on the road,” she said reluctantly.

He drained the last of the water in his glass. “I suppose it is about that time.”

He paid the bill, after insisting it was his treat, and they both got into his SUV. Emma found a radio station playing Christmas music and sang one song after another all the way back to the shop, Killian joining her after the first song. Once they arrived, she collected her project and carefully set it on the floor of the passenger side in her car, tucking a blanket around it, before turning back to him.

“Well, this is it,” she said with a sigh.

“It, uh, it doesn’t have to be,” he said, stepping closer to her. “You’re welcome to come blow glass with me anytime, Swan.”

Emma grinned, thinking about how Ruby would twist his words to become something dirty if she was here. “You’re right. I can always buy more lessons.”

He reached out to take her hands. “You wouldn’t have to buy them. I thoroughly enjoy working with you and I’m telling you the truth when I say you show a lot of talent. Please consider this an open invitation to come here any chance you get.”

“Thanks, I would really like that,” she assured him.

They stood with their hands still linked for several moments, until Killian broke the brief silence. “Emma, I…I would like to see you again…I mean, besides you coming to the shop. Would you be interested in going out with me?”

She answered without hesitation, “Yes, Killian. I would be very interested!”

His grin stretched across his face. “Fantastic! Will Wednesday still work for you?”

“Absolutely! I’ve been sure not to schedule anything on Wednesday evenings, so that will work just fine.”

“Wednesday it is, then,” he said, giving her hands a squeeze. “I know of a place just outside of town that has a drive-through Christmas light display. Perhaps we can take it in after we have dinner together?”

“That sounds perfect. Do you want me to drive over here?”

“No, lass. It would be bad form to make you drive here and back by yourself. Please allow me to pick you up at your place.”

“That’s very gentlemanly of you.”

“I’m always a gentleman.”

“I’ve noticed,” she said softly. “I’ll text you my address.” Pulling her hands out of his, she ran them up his arms to rest on his shoulders. Gazing into his eyes, she saw the same desire she was feeling herself and pushed herself up to her toes to meet his lips with her own.

She felt his quick intake of breath and nearly pulled away, thinking she was being too forward, but in the next second, he responded by sliding his lips against hers. As her arms wrapped around his neck, his encircled her waist and pulled her closer.

Emma didn’t make a habit of kissing men. In her experience, she found most of them to be forceful and controlling with their kisses, not caring if it was enjoyable for her. Killian’s kiss shattered all of her qualms as he let her set the pace, gently caressing her lips instead of crushing them.

He lightly teased the seam of her lips with his tongue and she allowed him entrance. His hands spread across her back, holding her firmly but tenderly, and she sighed with contentment.

Resting her forehead against his when they separated, she licked her lips and smiled. “I hope you didn’t mind me doing that.”

His chuckle rumbled in his throat. “In case you didn’t notice, Love, I most assuredly did not mind. I've wanted to kiss you since the first day we met.”

She pulled away and looked at him with wide eyes. “Really?”

He nodded slowly without breaking eye contact. “Aye.”

“In that case…” she said, before initiating another leisurely kiss, enjoying the feel of his hands moving up her back and into her hair. Using them to tilt her head, he deepened the kiss, but kept it soft and undemanding.

This time when the kiss ended, she forced herself to step back. “I, um, I guess I should go.”

“I…” he started, his voice a bit shaky. Clearing his throat, he tried again. “I suppose so. I’ll see you on Wednesday.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” Emma said smiling, before turning to move to the other side of her car.

Killian hurried around to open her door, responding to her appreciative smile with a flirtatious smirk. After she settled into her seat and fastened her seatbelt, he leaned in to brush his lips across hers one more time, then closed the door and tapped his knuckles against the window. She started the engine, shifted into gear and gave him a little wave.

Before she pulled out onto the street, she looked in her rearview mirror to see him rubbing his fingers over his lips with a slightly dazed look on his face.

*********

After Emma’s yellow bug disappeared, Killian stood in the parking lot for several minutes, lost in thought. He had been truthful when he told her he wanted to kiss her since that first day she walked into his shop, but to have her initiate it was a very welcome surprise.

He rubbed his fingers against his lips, wanting to hold onto the feeling of kissing Emma Swan for as long as possible. He’d had many first kisses, but he was hoping this would be his last first kiss. He was completely under her spell, and found he didn’t mind at all.

*********

Their date on Wednesday lacked all of the usual first date awkwardness as they shared easy conversation and genuine laughter throughout the evening. At the end of the date, after another languid kiss at Emma’s door, neither of them wanted to say goodnight. He finally tore himself away once they decided to go out again on Saturday.

They enjoyed four more dates before Killian went to England to visit his brother, promising to stay in touch with her during the weeks he was gone. Emma was disappointed they couldn’t spend the holidays together, but saw how much he was looking forward to being with his family after months of being separated, and was happy for him. The night before he left, she kissed him sweetly and told him to have a wonderful time, determined not to be one of those girlfriends who got weepy over saying goodbye. Just thinking of herself as Killian’s girlfriend made her smile and she knew no matter how long he was gone, she would be there waiting for him when he returned.

*********

“I found her,” Killian told his brother Liam when he picked him up at the airport.

“Found who?” Liam questioned, looking over his shoulder before changing lanes.

“Her. The one. The woman I want to be with for the rest of my life.”

Liam glanced over at his brother. “Are you being serious?”

“Aye, very much so,” Killian said. “Her name is Emma Swan and I met her when she was given glassblowing lessons with me for her birthday. She’s…a bloody goddess, Liam. I think I’m in love with her.”

“When did you meet?”

“Six weeks ago.”

“And you’re already saying you’re in love and want to spend the rest of your life with her?” Liam asked skeptically.

“You of all people should understand, brother. I remember you coming home after seeing Belle at Uni, telling me you met the woman of your dreams.”

“That’s true, and I wasn’t wrong, was I?”

“No, she’s the love of your life, and I think Emma may be mine.”

A smile spread over Liam’s face. “I’m very happy to hear it, Killian, and I’m sure Belle will be, too.”

Killian grinned and settled back into his seat for the rest of the ride to Liam’s house.

*********

“It’s your turn to open a present,” Emma declared, handing one to Ashley. “I had your name this year.”

The friends were gathered at the house Mary Margaret shared with her boyfriend, David, on the Sunday before Christmas. They had a tradition of drawing names for gifts, then exchanging them after making dozens of Christmas cookies. Now, the pizza they ordered was eaten and they were all a little tipsy on the margaritas Mary Margaret kept mixing up.

Ashley tore the paper off the box, lifted the lid and let out a squeal of excitement over the scented bath beads, bottles of her favorite lotion and a gift certificate for three massages. “I love it! Thank you, Em!”

“I figured you could use some pampering - being a wife and mother, and working full time.”

“Definitely. The closest I get to pampering these days is putting a new Pampers diaper on Alexandra!”

Her friends burst into laughter over her statement, then Ruby stood up to collect her gift from under the tree. Emma looked up when she stopped in front of her and held it out. “I got your name, you lucky dog.”

Emma bit her lip. “Am I going to like it?” She knew her friend had a penchant for giving slightly outrageous gifts. The year before, she had given Mary Margaret some racy lingerie that made her blush madly when she opened it, along with a very nice electric tea kettle.

“Of course you are! I mean, I couldn’t wrap Mr. Hottie and give him to you, which was my original plan, but I’m sure you’ll still like it,” she said, with a toothy grin.

Taking a deep breath, Emma removed the wrapping paper from the large box. When she opened the flaps, she found a body pillow with a photo of Killian on it. Her jaw dropped and she could feel her cheeks growing warm.

“Now you can sleep with him every night, at least until he gets back home. Then you can sleep with the real thing!” Ruby crowed.

“Where…how…how did you even get a picture of him?” Emma asked, still a bit stunned. “This looks like the one I took at the airport before he left.”

“It is! You should know better than to leave your phone unattended around me,” Ruby cackled. “So…do you like it?”

Emma stood and held the pillow up in front of her to get a better look at it. She had to admit it was a thoughtful gift, and having a tangible reminder of her boyfriend in her bed every night was quite appealing. Looking over at her friend, she said sincerely, “Yeah, I do, Rubes. It’s really great! Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Oh, there’s something else in the box.”

Emma sat back down and looked in the box, then covered her face with her hands in embarrassment.

“What is it?” Elsa questioned. All of her friends stood up to get a better look.

Ruby reached into the box and held the box of thirty-six condoms aloft. “I thought I would get you a week’s supply!” she laughed.

*********

Killian was really enjoying the time with Liam, Belle and their children, Adrian and Elizabeth, but he was also missing Emma more every day. They called, texted or FaceTimed regularly and it got harder and harder to say goodbye at the end of their conversations.

Three days after Christmas, once everyone else was in bed, the brothers were sitting in the lounge, sipping rum in front of a crackling fire. Liam observed his brother staring into the flames and could tell his mind was far away. “You’re thinking about her again, aren’t you?” he asked.

Killian startled a bit, then sheepishly grinned before raising his glass to his lips. “Aye, is it that obvious?”

“I can always tell when you get that dreamy look on your face. You look like a love sick puppy.”

“Just how many love sick puppies have you ever seen in your life, Liam?” Killian deflected.

“Enough to know you look like one,” Liam snarked. “You’ve got it bad, brother.”

Killian threw back the rest of his rum and set the tumbler on the coffee table. Rubbing his hands on his jeans, he took a moment before answering, “Being away from her this long has proven I love her. I can hardly wait to see her again.”

Liam nodded and stared into the amber liquid he was swirling around in his glass. After several moments, he said softly, “Then don’t.”

Looking up at him, Killian asked, “What do you mean?”

“You have an open-ended ticket to fly back, so you can return any time. I heard you tell her the other night that you wished you could be with her for New Year’s Eve. Why don’t you fly home and surprise her?”

“Are you trying to get rid of me?” Killian chuckled.

“Of course not, you git. We love having you here, but Belle and I both go back to work January 2nd and you weren’t planning to stay once we do that anyway. Why not go back a couple of days early and spend the first day of the new year with the woman you so very clearly love?”

Killian sat forward in his chair, rubbing his scruffy chin in thought. “You truly wouldn’t mind?”

Liam stood and strode over to him, placing his hand on his brother’s shoulder. “We love you, Killian, and we will happily have you with us for as long as you choose to stay. But if you decide to go back and can catch a flight, we will understand. After all, you’ve already done an excellent job of thoroughly spoiling your niece and nephew.”

Grinning, Killian pulled his phone out of his pocket and brought up his internet browser to check for available flights back to the States.

*********

“Are you sure you don’t want to join us tonight, Emma?” Mary Margaret asked for at least the fourth time that day.

“I am not going to be a fifth wheel at a New Year’s Eve party where everyone will have a date,” Emma replied. “I’m looking forward to being in my pajamas all evening, eating popcorn, drinking hot chocolate and watching Netflix. I’m sure Killian will call to wish me a happy New Year, probably around seven, when it’s midnight in England, and I don’t want to miss it.”

Mary Margaret gave her a smile and pulled her into a hug. “Okay, but if you change your mind…”

“I won’t. Go have a good time and don’t worry about me. Even if Killian’s not here, it’s my first New Year’s with a boyfriend and I’m happy.”

*********

Emma checked her phone for what felt like the thousandth time that evening. When Killian hadn’t called at seven o’clock, she thought maybe he was just celebrating the New Year with his family, but now it was ten and she was beginning to think he had forgotten all about calling her. She tried to tell herself he might be waiting until midnight in her time zone, but that was unlikely since it would be five AM in England.

She pulled up his contact info on her phone numerous times, but kept herself from clicking on it since she was sure he had to be in bed and didn’t want to wake him.

As she was trying to concentrate on the third episode of The Devil in Ohio, cuddling up to her body pillow, there was a knock on her door. Sighing, she grabbed the remote to pause the show, and crossed the room, mumbling, “I told you not to worry about me, Marg.”

Pulling the door open, her legs nearly gave out when she saw her boyfriend standing in front of her. “K-Killian?” she squeaked.

“Happy New Year, Love.”

“Killian!” she cried, throwing herself into his arms. “How…oh, how are you here?”

“Liam convinced me to come back home to you,” he explained, letting out a joyous laugh when Emma started peppering kisses all over his face.

She stopped her onslaught to ask, “I mean, what?”

“You know, Liam, my older brother, he sent me…”

His words were cut off when she tugged him to her and kissed him soundly, only pulling away to say, “I don’t care. I don’t care how you’re here, I’m just glad you are.”

“So am I,” he grinned, hugging her tightly and swaying their bodies back and forth.

Once they finally ended their embrace and moved inside her apartment, she looked down at herself, her cheeks flooding with color. “Here I am in my pajamas, no makeup, my hair a mess. I look terrible.”

“You look stunning, Swan,” Killian assured her. “I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.”

“Charmer,” she giggled, running her hands up his chest to loop her arms around his neck.

“Just telling the truth, Love.”

Emma brushed her lips over his. “I missed you.”

He wound a loose tendril of her hair around his finger, gazing into her eyes. “I missed you, too. So much so that my brother called me a ‘love sick puppy’ and suggested flying back to be with you for New Year’s.”

“Love sick puppy?” Emma questioned. Her heart began to hammer in her chest, wondering if she was reading too much into the phrase.

Killian dropped his gaze and scratched behind his ear, before looking back up at her with a warm gleam in his eyes. “Aye, love sick…because I’ve fallen in love with you, Emma.”

Her responding kiss was an acceptance of his declaration, and when it ended, she breathed, “I love you, too.”

More kisses followed, both of them trying to convey their newfound feelings to the other. After a while, Emma became aware of Killian putting some space between their bodies. She tried to pull him against her again, but he resisted and the reason suddenly dawned on her.

“If what we’re doing is…affecting you, you don’t have to try to hide it, you know. It doesn’t make you any less of a gentleman,” she whispered. “And besides, you’re not the only one affected.”

His desire-filled eyes met hers. “I…I don’t want you to…think I’m pressuring you into anything…”

“It’s not pressuring if I want the same thing.”

“Are you sure?”

“See, this is how I know you’re different from most other guys. The second they hear a girl is interested in going to bed with them, they jump at the chance, instead of asking if she’s sure,” Emma smirked.

He rubbed the back of his neck as the tips of his ears turned red. “I just want to make sure we’re on the same page.”

“Trust me, we are.” He wrapped his arms around her again, and she pressed close to him, feeling his arousal against her belly. “I think making love for the first time would be a great way to ring in the New Year, don’t you?”

“Aye, Love. This New Year promises to be the best one ever, and showing you how much I love you would be an excellent way to start it.”

She beamed at him, gave him a quick kiss, then picked up the remote to turn off the television.

“What is this?” Killian asked from behind her.

Turning to see what he was talking about, her cheeks heated immediately. He was standing there holding her body pillow wearing a puzzled look on his face.

“That,” she said, “is my Christmas gift from Ruby.”

“Is it indeed? Well, I like this Ruby already! Have you been sleeping with it?”

“Yes. Are you jealous?” she teased.

“Of myself? Perhaps just a bit,” he admitted.

“Well, you don’t have to be anymore, because tonight I’ll be sleeping with you.” She took his hand and began leading him toward her bedroom. “Come on, I’ll show you the other present Ruby gave me.”

They entered her room and Emma dropped his hand to remove a small pile of clothes from her bed. Dropping them onto a cedar chest in the corner, she said, “I hope my messiness isn’t a deal breaker.”

“Not a chance,” he answered, glancing quickly around the room to take in her personal touches. He saw a few of her glass projects sitting on her dresser, and it made him smile remembering when she made each one.

“The bedding is clean. I just washed it yesterday, but I guess you don’t really care about that,” she said, turning down the top sheet and blanket. She knew she was rambling, but she was beginning to feel a little nervous about being with him for the first time.

“Hey,” he said, taking hold of her hands to still them, “breathe, Swan. Let’s take our time and let this happen naturally. There’s no reason to rush or force things to happen, okay?”

She brought her hands up to fiddle with the buttons on his shirt. “I love you,” she breathed.

His answering smile lit up the room. “And I, you. What do you say we get rid of some of these clothes?”

“Sounds good to me,” she agreed, pushing his coat over his shoulders and hearing it land in a heap on the floor. Next, she began unbuttoning his shirt, while his fingers found their way under the hem of her pajama shirt, caressing the soft skin he encountered.

His shirt soon joined his jacket and Killian sucked in a breath as Emma slid her hands over his chest, her thumbs skimming over his nipples. She felt his hands glide up her sides, taking her top with them. She lifted her arms, allowing him to remove it completely and saw his eyes darken with desire as he drank in the sight of her bared breasts.

“Absolute perfection,” he murmured, his hands moving to palm them. She bit her lip as his fingers stroked over her sensitive skin. After several moments of admiration, his eyes shifted back up to hers, then his hands were framing her face, his head dipping to kiss her. It was gentle and unhurried, and she could feel herself relaxing with every sensual sweep of his tongue.

When he pulled her closer, she gasped as her taut nipples came in contact with the coarse hair on his chest, causing her nerve ends to tingle. His hands made their way down her back and inside her sleep pants to massage her ass, making a moan escape her mouth.

She knew his hands could work magic; she had seen them as he manipulated glass. Now she was eager to feel them on every inch of her body and she told him so.

“With pleasure, Love,” he grinned. He began by ridding her of her remaining clothes, then urging her to lay back on the bed. She watched him sweep his eyes over her body, noticing the hunger in them as he took her in. “Emma, you are exquisite,” he breathed, his voice awestruck.

“Please touch me, Killian,” she pleaded, her hands reaching for him.

He obliged immediately, gliding his hands up her calves and over her thighs. His thumbs brushed over her mound, but continued over the curves of her body, stopping to caress her breasts. His body followed the movement of his hands, straddling her until he was hovering over her.

When his lips closed around one of her nipples, her back arched into him. Then his voice buzzed against the skin of her throat. “I want to find out what feels good to you, so don’t hesitate to tell me what you like, okay?”

“Mmhmm,” she replied, her eyes closing, already on her way to a state of bliss.

Killian was eager to touch his beautiful girlfriend in all her intimate places and discover the things that brought her the most pleasure. He shifted to her side and dragged his hand down her body again, nudging her legs apart when he reached them. “Are you alright with me using my fingers?” he asked in a low voice.

“Y-yeah,” she said, widening her legs.

He stroked his fingers through her folds. “You’re already so wet, Love,” he murmured into her ear, watching her bite her lip as she nodded jerkily in response. Continuing his ministrations, he began rubbing his thumb over her bundle of nerves, taking note of how her hands gripped the pillow behind her head.

Slowly, he eased a finger inside her, the heat of her channel welcoming him immediately. Adding a second one, he began to stroke her steadily. The quivering of her legs and the moans she was emitting assured him she was thoroughly enjoying what he was doing. He knew she was right on the edge when her hips lifted off the bed and she rasped out his name in a wrecked voice. Leaning down, he sucked her clit between his lips and that was all it took to bring her to climax.

When he began teasing the nub with the tip of his tongue, he felt her hands gripping his hair and lifted his head to look up at her. “Do you want me to stop?”

“Hell, no,” she groaned. “That feels amazing!”

He grinned and ducked down to continue paying attention to her clit as he removed his fingers from inside her, bringing a gush of her arousal with them.

Feeling her hands loosening in his hair, he sat back on his haunches and waited until her eyes opened, glazed with pleasure. “Alright there, Love?” he asked.

She licked her lips before answering, “Yeah, and just so you know, I enjoyed that.”

“Did you really?” he said teasingly. “I’m glad you clarified that.”

“You’re awfully smug, Jones,” she said, trying and failing to sound miffed. Pushing up to her elbows to look at him, she added, “And you’re also far too clothed. It would bring me great pleasure to see you completely undressed.”

“As you wish, Milady.”

He removed his shoes, then getting off the bed, he unbuckled his belt and quickly removed his jeans, socks and boxer briefs. He knew Emma was watching him intently and heard her intake of breath when he stood naked before her. “See something you like, Swan?”

Emma was sure he would be impressive, and she definitely wasn’t disappointed. As he climbed back onto the bed and laid down beside her, she reached for him, stopping just short of touching him.

“You want me to tell you what feels good and I want you to do the same, okay?”

“Okay” he promised.

She took him in hand, stroking and squeezing his cock and feeling it grow harder as she did. He started pressing kisses to her throat and shoulder, murmuring words of encouragement and pleasure into her skin.

After a few minutes, he reached down to still her hand. “Don’t take me too far,” he requested in a strained voice. “I want to be inside you when I come.”

Taking his face between her hands, she kissed him sweetly. “I think it’s time to show you the other gift Ruby gave me.”

“Now?” he questioned.

She giggled. “Yeah, just wait.” She pushed off the bed and crossed the room to her dresser, pulling open a drawer to retrieve the box of condoms.

Turning around, she held it up to show him and he barked out a laugh. “Well, I do have to admit I didn’t come prepared, so I’m very happy you have good friends.”

Opening the box and removing one of the foil packs, Emma said, “She told me this was a week’s worth.”

“I like the way she thinks,” he smirked, as Emma joined him on the bed again. Tearing open the package, she met his eyes in an unspoken question and, at his slight nod, carefully rolled the condom into place.

Killian gently pushed her onto her back and moved over her, palming her breast with one hand, while his other cupped the back of her head to tilt it to just the right angle for him to plunder her mouth. Her hands scratching down his back, along with her needy, throaty sounds, had him as hard as he had ever been in his life. He felt her shifting underneath him and soon he was cradled between her thighs, his cock rubbing deliciously against her wet heat.

Their hands continued to roam, caressing and squeezing, while their mouths stayed connected in a searing kiss, punctuated by nips and panted words of desire. He began lightly rutting against her, trying to gauge her readiness by her reaction. Soon, she wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him to her tightly, and he got his answer.

He wordlessly encouraged her to loosen her legs enough for him to reach between them and line himself up. Pushing into her slowly, he watched her face for any sign of discomfort, but all he saw was pure bliss and love.

When he was fully seated, he dropped his forehead to her chest, trying to keep himself from listening to his body, which was telling him to take her hard and fast. Her legs once again gripped his hips and he could feel her nails digging into his back.

“Killian,” he heard her murmur into his hair, “feels so good, but…please move.”

Raising his head, he kissed her briefly, then pushed up to his elbows and started thrusting shallowly. He wanted to savor the feeling of being inside the woman of his dreams; the woman he loved, and who loved him. It was almost overwhelming.

Emma had never experienced more pleasure in her life. She felt like every nerve ending was sparking, shooting heat throughout her body. Killian fit inside her perfectly, like he was meant just for her. Her pelvis raised off the bed as she met him thrust for thrust, her hands scrabbling for purchase on his back.

She didn’t know how long she could last as the pace picked up and his strokes went deeper. Then his rhythm stuttered as he pulled back to look at her and she nearly came completely undone from the look of utter adoration in his eyes.

“I love you,” he panted.

“I love you, too,” she responded. “Now, make me come.”

Grinning, he set about doing just that, and in no time at all, she was falling over the edge, ripples of intense pleasure moving through her body.

Killian felt her climax pulsing against his cock and couldn’t hold back any longer, joining her in a blissful state of euphoria. Not wanting to put his full weight on her, he rolled them over until she laid on top of him, their chests rising and falling together as they tried to catch their breath.

Her smooth, soft skin was a magnet for his fingers, as he drew abstract designs into it. He could easily spend hours holding her against him, feeling her breath on his neck, her hair tickling his arms and her legs tangled between his own. He couldn’t remember ever feeling so sated and content.

Emma didn’t want to move. She wasn’t sure she was even capable of moving since she finally understood what it meant to feel completely boneless. Words failed her, but she didn’t care. Resting her head on Killian’s chest, she could hear his erratic heartbeat and knew this was exactly where she wanted to be.

The comfortable silence stretched on for several minutes, until she felt him brushing her hair away from her face. She lifted her head to meet his gaze. “Hey,” she whispered.

“Hey, yourself,” he mumbled lazily. “Happy New Year.”

She looked at the digital clock on her bedside stand. “We still have forty-five minutes to go.”

“I’m claiming it early because everything feels like a new start with you. I know it’s very soon to be thinking about this, and I don’t mean to upset you, but I can see a future with you, Emma. A happy one.”

“That doesn’t upset me, Killian. For the first time in my life, I can picture being with someone in a committed relationship. I’ve always said I don’t need a man to be happy, and I don’t, but I think I can be even happier with you.”

He barely had time to answer her statement with a smile before she was kissing him, sweet and slow, sealing their declarations about their future.

After cleaning up and putting on the bare minimum of clothes - Killian in his boxer briefs and Emma in his discarded button-down shirt - she reheated some leftover spaghetti for him. He had barely eaten since having lunch with Liam and his family. He merely picked at the meal on the flight, his stomach churning with thoughts of how she would react to his surprise.

“Oh, hey,” Emma said, “can I take a picture of the two of us? I want to send it to my friends. They were worried about me spending New Year’s Eve by myself.”

“Of course, but if they asked you to do something with them, why didn’t you, Love?”

“Because I was convinced you would call me when it was midnight in England and I didn’t want to miss talking to you.”

“So I disappointed you.”

She got up from her seat and circled around the table. Standing behind him, she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him on the cheek. “You definitely made up for it, my love.”

After collecting her phone from the living room, she resumed her spot behind him, wiped a bit of sauce from the corner of his mouth with her finger, and took a selfie of the two of them. Adding the caption ‘Look who came all the way from England to surprise me for New Year’s’, she sent it to her friends in their group chat.

She didn’t expect to get immediate responses since it was only a few minutes before midnight, but Ashley’s reply appeared within a few seconds.

A: OMG Emma! That’s fantastic! I’m so happy for you!

E: Thanks! Why did you answer so fast?

A: We had to come home early because Alexandra got sick.

E: Oh no! Hope she feels better soon.

A: She seems fine and is already asleep. I think she just missed mommy and daddy.

E: That’s good. Well, Happy New Year to all of you!

A: Happy New Year to you and your man too!

Emma couldn’t help the ridiculously wide smile that crossed her face at her friend’s last statement. Her man. She had a man, and not just any man. The sexiest, sweetest, most handsome man she’d ever met…and he loved her.

Checking the time on her device, she noticed it was 11:58. “Do you want to watch the ball drop?” she asked Killian.

“Sure, then we can officially welcome in the New Year.”

They sat down on the sofa and she quickly found a TV station where they could watch the countdown, which had already started. When it got to the final ten seconds, Killian took her hand and squeezed it as they chanted the numbers together. As the huge, glittering ball reached the bottom and lit up with the New Year, they embraced one another and shared a passionate kiss, only pausing to exchange I love you’s before diving back in for more.

Emma had pushed him back on the couch and was trailing kisses down his throat, when her phone started buzzing on the end table. She ignored it, until he asked, “Are…aren’t you going to get that, Love?”

She sat up and looked at him. “Do you want me to?”

“Whoever it is will probably continue to call until you answer it,” he reasoned.

Emma sighed and grabbed the buzzing phone. Seeing the name on the screen, she rolled her eyes. “It’s Ruby.”

He grinned at her consternation while she swiped across the screen. “Hey, Rubes.”

“GIRRRRRRLLLL!” Ruby screeched and Emma pulled the phone away from her ear with a pained look on her face. “Mr. Hottie showed up at your door? And he CAME all the way from England! He must be the most prolific lover of all time!”

“Oh, good grief, Ruby! Why do you always make everything sexual? And why are you calling me? Shouldn’t you be sucking face with Graham?”

“I already did and he knows he’ll get hot Ruby love later, but I saw your text and had to call! Did you make good use of my gift to you? Please tell me you’re already well into your week’s supply!”

Emma’s face felt hot and she knew it was beet red. “He’s only been here a couple of hours.”

“And your point is…?”

“Look, Ruby. I’m glad you’re happy for us, but I’d rather not share our, um…personal details.”

Ruby’s loud laugh came through the phone. “You just answered my question, Emma Swan. If you didn’t want us to know you did the deed, you should have made sure he wasn’t naked when you took the picture.”

“He wasn’t…” Emma started, then looked at her shirtless boyfriend. He grinned back at her, rubbing his fingers against his bare chest. “Okay, he was semi-naked, but that doesn’t mean that we…”

“Of course it does. You’re not gonna convince me he flew in from a whole other country to spend New Year’s Eve with you and all you did was shake his hand.”

“You know what, Ruby? Why don’t you go give Graham some of your hot Ruby loving now. I’m hanging up. Happy New Year!”

“And a very, very Happy New Year to both of you, too. Now, go do some more celebrating!”

They received congratulatory messages from Mary Margaret and Elsa soon after and by that time, jet lag and a day of international travel had taken its toll on Killian. Emma ignored his protests of wanting to follow Ruby’s instructions and dragged him off to bed, where he promised to make it up to her in the morning, then fell asleep in her arms within minutes.

He was true to his word, waking her up in the most pleasurable way eight hours later, the two of them celebrating until their growling stomachs finally drove them out of bed at noon.

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The new year brought lots of changes to the couple, along with more happiness than either of them had ever known. Killian met Emma’s friends and their significant others, and was soon comfortable being part of the group. He spent many nights at her apartment and within a few months, most of his clothes were in her closet and his toiletries littered her bathroom.

Emma became a regular at Killian’s glass shop, while still staying busy at the bakery. Even though he was thrilled to spend so much time with her, he worried about the amount of back and forth driving she was doing in her old VW. One day in May, he surprised her with the announcement that he rented a warehouse in Storybrooke and was moving his shop there. She protested at first, not wanting the more isolated location to hurt his business, but he assured her his online sales were booming and that people would be willing to drive a little further for lessons, which proved to be true.

When he started looking for an apartment in Storybrooke, Emma suggested he move in with her instead, and he happily agreed. Once he had his shop up and running at the end of July, they moved the remainder of his belongings into her place.

In September, Liam and his family flew in to visit Killian and meet Emma in person. She had seen them through his phone screen on several FaceTime calls and already felt accepted by them. By the end of their week-long visit, her place in the family was cemented when Liam referred to her as the sister he always wanted.

Mary Margaret, who was newly engaged, was convinced Killian was going to propose at Christmas, so when he didn’t, Emma tried not to be disappointed. She really wasn’t in any hurry to get married, but after her friend planted the thought in her head, it began to take root.

Their plans for New Year’s Eve were to have dinner at their favorite restaurant overlooking the harbor and then attend the annual party at the town hall with their friends. That evening, Killian called her thirty minutes before their reservations to tell her he was delayed waiting for several orders to be picked up by the parcel service, and would meet her at the restaurant.

She blew out an exasperated sigh and sat down on the couch to wait until it was time to leave. Twenty minutes later, she buttoned her winter coat over the red, form-fitting dress she was anxious to reveal to her boyfriend, grabbed her handbag, and threw the door open.

It was like deja vu. Killian was standing in the hallway, dressed smartly in a navy suit, crisp white shirt, and silver tie, holding a bouquet of red and white roses in a glass vase she was sure he made especially for her.

“Happy New Year, Love.”

“K-Killian, I thought you said…”

“I wanted to surprise you.”

“Just like last year, huh?”

“Well, not exactly like last year,” he answered, bending to sit the vase on the floor beside him. Then he pulled a jeweler's box out of his jacket pocket and lowered himself to one knee in front of her, opening the box as he did.

Her eyes immediately misted over and she covered her mouth with both hands.

“Emma,” he began, “you blew me away the moment you stepped into my shop. You’re the love of my life and I want to spend every minute of that life with you. It would make me beyond happy and proud to be your husband, if you will agree to be my wife. Will you marry me?”

She started nodding before he even finished asking, and then she choked out, “Yes, Killian! Oh god, yes! I will marry you!”

He removed the diamond ring from the box and took her trembling hand to slip it onto her finger, then stood and pulled her into his embrace, showering her hair and face with kisses. When their lips finally met, the kiss was like none they had ever shared before - a promise of their future which was more than just a dream now.

As they stood with their foreheads pressed together after the kiss ended, he murmured, “I guess we better get going or we’ll miss our dinner reservations.”

She looked at him with a smug smile, bent down to pick up the vase of flowers and turned to go inside. Once she set the bouquet on the kitchen table, she unbuttoned her coat slowly and deliberately, letting it slide to the floor when she was done.

Killian’s mouth dropped open at the sight of her in the red dress and his Adam’s apple bobbed several times before he could force words past it. “Swan, you look absolutely breathtaking.” Moving across the room, he pulled her to him for another passionate kiss. Slightly out of breath afterwards, he picked up the coat and held it up for her to slip into it.

“I don’t need it,” she said.

“It’s freezing outside, Love. Of course you need it.”

She took the coat and folded it over a chair. “No, I don’t,” she purred, draping her arms around his neck. “I want to spend New Year’s Eve with my fiancé, celebrating the exact same way we did last year.”

“But dinner, and our friends…”

“I don’t care about dinner, and our friends will understand once we tell them we were celebrating our engagement. Unless you would rather keep our original plans?”

His face morphed into his signature smolder, with a sly smirk and one eyebrow raised high on his forehead. “Your plans are much more appealing, my love.”

Taking his hand and leading him to the bedroom, she said, “Come on, then. Let’s see if your new fiancée can still blow you away!”

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Happiest of birthdays, Beth! I hope this brightens your day, and I wish the same for anyone else who reads it. Comments, likes and reblogs are always appreciated!

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wtffundiefamilies · 2 years

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God I’m bored of name guessing at this point but...okay a new Webster. I think finally a boy, John Elliot Jr (that’s John’s middle name isn’t it I don’t fucking remember), JJ or Jack to keep things from getting confusing.

For another girl...idk Maddie Grace, Rylie Faith, Mollie Anne, Sadie Jae, Paislee Elle, Lilly June, Carly Rose, Chloe Beth, Sami Jean, Charlie Jewel, Abbi Leigh

#webster family

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joyffree · 2 years

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🆓IT’S #FREEBIEFRIDAY Dec 9th

I present to you this week's bag of mixed delights

Until next week -

May your journey be magical 🔮

Dangerous Deeds: Cozy Mystery by Beth Prentice Target One: Action Espionage Thriller by Jack Mars Knot My Type: New Adult Romantic Comedy by Evie Mitchell Too Late: FBI Suspense Thriller by Rylie Dark (ebook/audio) Runes of Issalia Bonus Box Set: Epic Fantasy by Jeffrey L. Kohanek We’ll Have a Wonderful Cornish Christmas: Chick Lit by CP Ward Immortal Vegas Box Set: Supernatural Suspense by Jenn Stark Demon Unbound: Paranormal Romance by Jenn Stark A Secret Christmas: Holiday Regency Romance by Lauren Royal The Eye of the Gods: Galactic Empire Space Opera by Odette C. Bell Alex: Military Romantic Suspense by Irish Winters

⇒I do NOT use personal associate links

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defactomatriarch-a · 5 years

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“...In the misty morning fog with Our hearts a thumpin' and you My brown-eyed girl You, my brown-eyed girl!”

#El singing this to Beth all the time?#You bet #�� ❝ a lιттle gιrl wнo needѕ нer parenтѕ ❞ ( beth. )#✢ family ❝ тнere goeѕ мy lιғe ❞ ( bottleddcddyissues )#჻ ❝ ι нope yoυ dance ❞ ( motherhood. )#჻ ❝ wнaт are тнe oddѕ тнιѕ ιѕ legιт? ❞ ( mrs. sanchez )#≡ ❝ we looĸ υp aт тнe ѕaмe ѕтarѕ and ѕee ѕυcн dιғғerenт тнιngѕ ❞ ( musings. )#yes I used baylie and rylie cregut because they're perfect for tiny beth lol

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fatalitysficbakery · 2 years

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Revenge. (Detective!Sonny Carisi x Black AFAB!Reader)

Genre: Fluff.

Warning; S20 E4 SPOILERS. Talks of Rape, Assault, Death, Incels.

Synopsis: You and your partner Sonny work as a “couple” to get a confession out of a peep who happens to be an incel. Everyone thinks you played too well at being a couple and that gets Sonny thinking if it’s time to tell you he loves you.

❤︎ Heaven’s Baked Goods (Masterlist) ❤︎

A/N: SONNY DESERVES THE DAMN WORLD. I WILL WRITE FLUFF FOR HIM FOREVER! Also needed an excuse to use this gif and gush about how good he looked during this episode.

To say tension had been bubbling between you and Sonny was an understatement. You and Sonny had been friends and partners for 3 years now. He was the first person to welcome you into SVU with open arms and took you under his wing. You’d had a crush on Carisi from the beginning but his on/off relationship with Rollin’s had prevented you from ever saying a word to him about it. You thought he could absolutely never look at you the way he looked at Rollin’s. That fateful day you looked into his eyes after she’d left him heartbroken once again, you saw he no longer loved her as a partner, but now as a friend and that little glimmer of hope came rushing in. You just…didn’t want to be hurt.

Amanda and you were bestfriends, hell, after she and Sonny broke up for good she was the one to tell you to go for it. Being the bashful, self loathing person you are, you vowed you’d never. Although, it was clear to anyone that had eyes the way yours lingered on Sonny and his on you when you weren’t watching.

One day in the office, investigation had been going strong into serial rapes and assaults on couples in their homes. A man masquerading as a pizza delivery man wearing a motorcycle helmet would whack the boyfriend before raping the girlfriend at gunpoint all while referring to them both as “Chad” and “Stacey”. Names dubbed by incels. Stacey’s were attractive unattainable to incel women swept off and ‘stolen away’ by equally as attractive men aka Chad’s.

Two rapes had occurred with the same MO. The boyfriend assaulted, girlfriend raped all the while being called Chad and Stacey but the third rape…The MO changed. Beth, the second victim had led the team to her stalker ‘Rylie Porter’, while in custody the third rape occurred and this time…It had become fatal. The boyfriend was shot this time, right above his eye but something else changed. This time the perp called the boyfriend by his name instead of Chad…He was John. It turned into a twisted web of incels rape trading and now murder was thrown into the mix. It was time to get Riley to talk.

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“Phalluspower” Risi had said out of nowhere, reading something from his screen when Fin walked pass, sarcastic remarks and perfectly timed quips at the ready.

“I wouldn’t say that too loud, bro”.

“It’s Riley’s incel handle”. Carisi told him showing him the screen, the dark web went deep but Sonny had finally, finally found the den for the incels.

“How do you know”? Fin wondered, focused on the screen now in curiosity if Sonny had something they could use to their advantage.

“There’s a lot of messages here, leading up to the date of the first rape all to somebody who calls himself, Hateful-One”.

“Rapist #2”? This was something you could use, gain leverage against Riley with. He was weak, a coward. It wouldn’t be hard to break him and anyone else involved in this, you thought.

“One way to find out”.

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That conversation is what led to you and Sonny acting as two detectives in love. A couple. You were now Chad and Stacey. Carisi was the kinda handsome that Incels absolutely hated and you were the kinda gorgeous that Incels wanted to ‘conquer’ being in your prescence would sure break Riley down. He was little when he no longer had his gun or helmet.

“I told you! I didn’t rape that girl”.

Walking into the room with Riley was Carisi, you were already there wearing a simple pencil skirt with a blazer, Riley’s eyes looked at you immediately. Somewhat intimidated, angry, and ready to blow up at any second just being in your vicinity.

“I believe you Riley, I do. Because, uh, ya raped this one”. Sonny threw the folder down, a picture of Anne now in front of Riley’s face. This made you sick, these guys were all the same. As soon as they were caught they cowered, barely a speck in the warm, damp interrogation room. It was amusing.

“I don’t know her”. Riley countered.

“Mm. But your friend does”. Putting down the folder, Sonny rests his hand on the desk, looking Riley right in the eye. You didn’t know why but he looked impossibly attractive, his aura exuding power and authority. You were trying to keep your eyes off of him and focus on the suspect but Sonny was always a distraction to you.

“What friend”? Riley maintained, you had to admit. The guy was alright at acting like he didn’t give a shit but you could still see that he was nervous and shifty.

“The one you’ve been messaging on your private little incel messaging boards”.

Riley looked confused for a moment before Carisi continued, “Yeah, a lot of nooks and crannies on the Darkweb. Took us awhile, Riley but we found you”

“Hateful-One. Oh, did I, uh, mention that i love your handle? Phalluspower? That’s very clever”. Carisi was going in for the kill and it was almost time for you to speak up. Riley was still glancing your way, still with angry shifty eyes.

“Anyway, you’ve been writing to Hateful-One quite a bit”.

He starts reading from the chat logs, making Riley gulp still trying to keep up the facade of calm coolness but you saw right through him, “Your turn, bro. You wrote that on the day that Anne Whitman was raped. Hateful-One responds ‘My pleasure’, and then the next day. Boom. It’s Beth Palmers turn”.

“You’re dreaming”. Riley scoffs.

“Oh, I am”? Carisi counters, “Well I got a whole room full of computer geeks that say different”.

You finally stepped up, smiling when Riley took notice of you, “You wanna know what I dream about, Riley”?

“I don’t wanna talk to her”. Cowardice.

“I dream about standing up in court, at your sentencing hearing and saying that 20 to life is too short for conspiracy to commit three rapes, two assaults, and a murder”. Riley was avoiding eye contact but you and Carisi made sure he could see any small display of affection between you two. Carisi gently rubbing up and down your back to soothe your anger had Riley’s jaw clenching but hearing about the murder seemed to genuinely confuse him.

“What are you talking about”?

You looked to Carisi, biting your lip in amazement, letting out a small humorless chuckle, addressing Carisi first before leaning over Riley “Babe, Awe”.

“Aha, your buddy didn’t tell you? Okay, cause see not only did he rape Carol Solomon. He put a bullet through John Quinn’s head. He was her fiancé”. Putting your hand up to his temple like a gun, you emphasize for effect, “Boom”.

“Riley, do you know the difference between concurrent and consecutive sentences”? Carisi asked him and you could finally tell you’d gotten Riley’s attention and it was absolutely joyful seeing the fear in his eyes.

“One means your ass is ours”. You smiled, hovering over his shoulder while you spoke, “The other? Your ass is ours forever”. Walking by him, you move to sit on the table, watching the words sink in for Riley.

“Riley”? Carisi went in for the kill knowing you had him in the palm of your hands, his eyes shifted from you to Carisi then to the table, “Who’s Hateful-One”?

“Chris Carnasis”. And boom, the fish caught the bait, “He— He lives in Riverdale, he works at Whole Foods b-but he didn’t kill anyone either”

“Who did”? You pressed, raising a brow.

“A guy Chris met online, IronCross X. I don’t know his real name”.

You and Sonny looked at each other, smirking before leaving Riley to himself.

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The chemistry between the two of you was obvious. Behind the glass was Benson, Fin, and Rollin’s. They’d witnessed the entire thing go down and when you came out of the room, Amanda’s smirk was huge. Benson’s brow was raised in suspicion when she looked at the two of you.

“That was amazing work, guys. I almost thought you were actually a couple…Are you”? Olivia asked, straightforward and to the point was the way she’d always worked. You were blushing just thinking about being in a relationship with Dominick, but that was just that. A dream. He’d never like you, you were sure he’d probably been dating someone after his mutual breakup with Amanda. If he was, he’d been hiding it extremely well. Even so, you rolled your eyes at the accusations.

“Don’t worry, Lieu. We would’ve told you if we were, you are Mama Bear after all”. You teased her, smiling with your dimples on full display, not going unnoticed by Sonny and Sonny watching you didn’t go unnoticed by Rollins. So, she spoke up. She was tired of you two dodging your feelings for one another.

“You will be soon enough. With the eye contact and subtle touches in that interrogation room? I can tell you love each other”. Amanda shrugged making you eyes go wide, glaring holes through your bestfriend, red cheeks not at all hidden by your brown caramel skintone. Sonny took notice to this as well.

“Ima gone head and second that. Rollin’s is right”. Fin butts in.

“Just let me know when it does happen, alright”? Benson rolled her eyes, looking at the three of you. You and Sonny stood there frozen watching Olivia leave to get to work with Stone. You couldn’t help but dwell on the fact that she had said when and not if and that neither you nor Sonny had corrected or argued with any of them about it.

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You had stayed late that night, finishing up some paperwork before finally heading to the lockers to change and go home. You had thought you were the only one there so undressing down to your underwear wasn’t a big deal to you. You put on your tank top, left in a tank top and panties while searching for your shorts. You thought you were alone. That was, until you heard someone clear their throat.

You flinched a little, about to grab your gun when you inhaled a familiar scent, spinning around to face Dominick in the flesh. You were still reeling from the incident where you were both teased and had predictions onto your relationship…er…friendship?

“Shit, Dom. You scared me”. You grabbed at your chest, grabbing your shorts. You didn’t even notice Sonny’s eyes raking over your figure or the lick of his lips after he finally looked back up at your face.

“Hey, Doll. I’m sorry for scaring ya, I was just here late doing some paperwork and I, uh, thought you might need a ride”? He offered, your car was in the shop so you’d be taking the train for the last couple of days and whew was it getting tiring to do. You eyes landed on his, sweetly. He thought you looked like an angel with those kind, gentle eyes.

“Y-yeah sure, I’d like that”. You stammered, not particularly one to pass up a chance to be in the same car as Dominick for the 30 minutes it took to get you home. You always did like to be in his company, even before you’d gained your humongous crush on him. He was always the sweetest one on the team and the best damned partner out there.

“Alright…Um. Do you wanna go to mines by any chance? We can order takeout like we used to and watch cliché horror movies again”. That smile was dangerous, how could you say no to Sonny of all people? You simply couldn’t. Putting your shorts and shoes on, you grab his hand and smile again. So sweet it gave him a tooth ache.

“Of course, Son. Missed hanging out with my favorite person”.

His heart skipped too many beats after hearing that.

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In the car, at first things were silent except for the sound of the radio blasting who knows what and you nor Dominick seemed to care. Too wrapped up in your own thoughts of one another. How oblivious to each other’s love could two people be? No wonder Amanda was frustrated. After finally pulling into his driveway Sonny sighed, turning the music off. It was time to finally come clean. He was in love with you. Somehow, he thought he always had been. Even while with Amanda.

Your head snapped up, looking over at him. Your throat had a lump in it and you’d gotten redder without him even doing a thing yet, “Today was crazy, huh? You did a good job out there, Sweetheart”. your heart leaped at the name, chewing on your lower lip from habit.

“You did amazing too, Son. It was real convincing, I guess. Benson, Fin, and Rollin’s sure thought so”. You giggled nervously, your eyes moving down to your hands when he grabs one of yours into his. Looking into your eyes seriously now. You gulped.

“It was kinda funny, Ya’know Rollins kept talking about how we were in love with each other and it made me redder than a tomato and uh…” he paused, brushing some braids out of your face to see you better, you smiled shyly, your eyes kept leaving his for intervals but they always came back and Sonny enjoyed it. It was amusing to see you so flustered, and he couldn’t lie, knowing you were flustered because of him was even better.

“Yeah”? You spoke meekly, swallowing down. Your throat felt a bit dry, you weren’t ready for this. Well, you were but you had never expected this to happen. You never thought he could possibly love you back but the way he looked into your eyes and caressed your cheek so tenderly, you could feel the love in his touch. His eyes left yours momentarily, looking down at your lips, your breath hitched when his thumb brushed over your bottom lip gently, he looked entranced. Looking back up at you, he smiles a bit.

“She was right. God, Doll…I-I’ve been in love with you for so long. Hell, probably even while Amanda and I were still dating. You just…Ya have a hold on me so deep and everytime I see those beautiful eyes of yours staring back at me? I feel at home. I feel complete. And and…I’m sorry”. With each word your heart thumped in your chest louder and quicker than ever, when he apologized you were a bit confused.

“What are you sorry for, Son”? You asked quietly, slightly getting bolder with your touches, moving your hand to his cheek. He chuckled, his adam apple bobbing up and down before he finally spoke. He was so beautiful. Your precious boy.

“For ignoring that look in your eyes. I could tell you loved me, I-I was just afraid. Ya’know? Just scared I couldn’t possibly be a good lover for ya, Sweetheart”.

Your eyes widened in surprise at his words, you knew Sonny could be an insecure person at times, he’d gone through a lot. You’d never thought his emotions would’ve mirrored yours, your reasons for never confessing coming out of his mouth. It made you sad to think he could actually think of himself as a bad lover. You couldn’t resist yourself, leaning over the seat and pressing your lips to his. Dominick’s eyes widened for a moment before closing, reveling in the taste and feel of your lips against his, finally. Just as magical and full of love and passion as he had dreamed they’d be. God, did he feel like a fool for missing out on your kisses for so long. When you pulled away for air, he had to resist the urge to pull you back. You shook your head while looking at Sonny, full of love, full of care.

“You could never ever ever be a bad lover for me, Risi. Y’know it’s a little funny…I didn’t confess for that same reason”.

Carisi chuckled, wondering how you thought you could ever be a horrible lover for him. Happiness was radiating from the both of you, and he sighed again. Nervous for his next question.

“I-I know this is sudden and I’m definitely taking you out for a real date, Doll but, uh, I don’t think I can wait to make you mine. So”? You understood completely, you didn’t wanna spend another moment as anything but Carisi’s girl, leaning over you peck his lips again and nod.

“Of course I’ll be your girlfriend, Sonny. Of course”.

He laughed, ready to get inside to cuddle you and watch movies, eating unhealthy takeout, “I guess we do have to tell Benson, huh”?

You nodded and mirrored his giggle, “Yeah, better give Amanda her props too. She was right”.

“Pretty sure the precinct has been waiting for this, Sweetheart”.

“Then let’s fulfill their wishes, Dominick”.

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You kept your relationship quiet for a month, just to piss Amanda and Liv off a little bit but when you finally did disclose, neither were surprised and both were extremely happy to finally see the two most oblivious dumbasses together after staring at each other longingly for years now. You used any chance you get to “sneak” to the lockers and get a little kiss or two in before going back to work but Liv always noticed, seeing you holding his hand while giggling as the two of you ran off for a moment.

“They’re horrible at sneaking but…I’m happy for them. It’s been a long time. Carisi’s loved Y/n for too long and vice versa”. Liv told Rollin’s as they watched you two sneak off again.

“Me too, but I wish I hadn’t lost $50 to Fin betting that it’d be awhile before they finally got together”.

Liv only rolled her eyes at this.

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In the lockers, you two were like high schoolers giggling and stealing kisses from one another.

“Think they know we’re gone, Son”?

“They watched us walk right out and smiled, Doll. Think they know”.

You both laughed for a moment before the atmosphere changed, you kissed again, longer this time. Sparks erupting like the very first time you’d kissed. When you pulled away, you looked into each other’s eyes for awhile before Sonny broke the silence.

“Before we go back, Doll…I love you. So damned much”.

You smiled, kissing his cheek, “I love ya more, Dom”.

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A/N: This was the sweetest thing I’d ever written.

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doubleattitude · 2 years

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BTF 1st Place Winners at Multiple Comps 2021/22

Two Wins

Peewee

Brittyn Goletz- DeForest Dance Academy (JUMP, 24/7)

Stella Brogan- JBP Entertainment (NUVO, JUMP)

Mina Terry- Weina Dance Studio (NUVO, JUMP)

Arianna Claxton- The Pointe Performing Arts Center (JUMP, Radix)

Mila Simunic- Legacy Dance Studio (JUMP, 24/7)

Mila Dixon- Northwest Dance and Acro (NUVO, 24/7)

Aria Telander- Dance Vision (NUVO, 24/7)

Aleah Parson- The Collaborative at Encore Studio (24/7, Radix)

Leah Disla- Studio 61 Dance Company (24/7, Radix)

Scarlett Adlam- Powerdance Company (NUVO, Radix)

Antonia DeMartinis- Loperfido Dance Academy (JUMP, Radix)

Navy Forrest- Club Dance Studio (NUVO, JUMP)

Paige Mattern- Elevate Dance Academy (JUMP, Radix)

Brinley Evans- The Southern Strutt (24/7, Radix)

Sienna DiPietro- The NINE Dance Academy (JUMP, 24/7)

Soleil Lynch- Danceology (JUMP, 24/7)

Amaya Rodriguez- Dance Unlimited (NUVO, JUMP)

Mini

Kate Baldwin- Infinity Dance (NUVO, 24/7)

Harper Anderson- Larkin Dance Studio (NUVO, JUMP)

Lilly Anderson- Larkin Dance Studio (24/7, Radix)

Karyna Majeroni- The Rock Center for Dance (24/7, Radix)

Addison Price- The Rock Center for Dance (NUVO, 24/7)

Alexis Martinez- Maries Dance Studio (NUVO, JUMP)

Lainey Hess- New Level Dance Company (JUMP, 24/7)

Rylie Borden- Dance Unlimited (JUMP, Radix)

Dakota Casteel- SpotLite Dance Studio (JUMP, 24/7)

Rudie Bolton- Dancemakers of Atlanta (NUVO, JUMP)

Madeleine Shen- NorthPointe Dance Academy (NUVO, JUMP)

Tinsley Wallace- Renner Dance Company (NUVO, Radix)

Aria Du- Yoko’s Dance and Performing Arts Academy (NUVO, 24/7)

Tatum Self- Club Dance Studio (NUVO, JUMP)

Isabella Piedrahita- Danceplex (JUMP, Radix)

Kendyl Miller- Club Dance Studio (NUVO, 24/7)

Kennedy Anderson- Complexity Dance Center (JUMP, Radix)

Finley Ashfield- Larkin Dance Studio (NUVO, 24/7)

Junior

Kylee Casares- Stars Dance Studio (JUMP, 24/7)

Ryleigh Jane Touchstone- DanceSouth (JUMP, Radix)

Alexandra Perez- Dance Universe (24/7, Radix)

Kylie Kaminsky- Danceology (NUVO, 24/7)

Avery Maycunich- The Difference Dance Company (JUMP, Radix)

Lilly Allen- Kim Massay Dance Productions (NUVO, JUMP)

Alana Ruiz- Maries Dance Studio (NUVO, JUMP)

Manuela Riquezes- Dance Unlimited (JUMP, Radix)

Kortlynn Rosenbaugh- Club Dance Studio (NUVO, 24/7)

Lincoln Blakely- HYPE Dance Studio (JUMP, 24/7)

Olivia Forestier- Canada’s National Ballet School (NUVO, Radix)

Kiera Sun- WESTSIDE Dance Project (JUMP, 24/7)

Aaliyah Dixon- Summit Dance Shoppe (24/7, Radix)

Amy Guo- K2 Studios (NUVO, JUMP)

Teen

Caroline Quiner- Hunterdon Hills Ballet (NUVO, Radix)

Claire Monge- Larkin Dance Studio (NUVO, JUMP)

Giselle Gandarilla- Stars Dance Studio (JUMP, 24/7)

Keira Redpath- Larkin Dance Studio (JUMP, 24/7)

Addison Leitch- WESTSIDE Dance Project (NUVO, 24/7)

Camryn Lanigan- Evolve Dance Complex (NUVO, 24/7)

Emery Sousley- Heart of America Dance Centre (24/7, Radix)

Sydney Tam- Accolades Movement Project (NUVO, JUMP)

Emily Haas- Expressenz (NUVO, 24/7)

Sophie Garcia- Stars Dance Studio (NUVO, JUMP)

Kinley Bertrand- The Dance Kollective (NUVO, JUMP)

Kieran Holmes- The Dance Kollective (NUVO, JUMP)

Amanda Fenton- Studio 413 (NUVO, 24/7)

Elise LeBlanc- Modern Conceptions of Dance (24/7, Radix)

Tatianna Hagee- NorthPointe Dance Academy (JUMP, 24/7)

Kenzie Jones- Danceplex (24/7, Radix)

Ava Burgham- PULSE Dance Centre (NUVO, 24/7)

Makaia Roux- Danceology (JUMP, 24/7)

Hudson Pletcher- Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre (NUVO, 24/7)

Rachel Loiselle- The Ballet Clinic (NUVO, 24/7)

Isabella Lynch- Danceology (NUVO, JUMP)

Beth Anne McGowan- Next Step Dance (NUVO, 24/7)

Charlotte Cogan- The Company (JUMP, Radix)

Kylee Ngo- Melodic Remedy Dance Studio (JUMP, 24/7)

Senior

Sydney Ishuag- Larkin Dance Studio (JUMP, 24/7)

Sam Fine- Stars Dance Studio (24/7, Radix)

Rachel Quiner- Hunterdon Hills Ballet (NUVO, Radix)

Samantha Schmaling- Artistic Edge Dance Centre (JUMP, Radix)

Chance Phelps- Powerdance Company (NUVO, Radix)

Cambry Bethke- The Dance Kollective (JUMP, Radix)

Ava Wagner- Larkin Dance Studio (NUVO, 24/7)

Lindsey Weaver- AVID Dance Productions (NUVO, JUMP)

Madi Autry- Artistic Fusion Dance Academy (JUMP, 24/7)

Phoebe Campbell- The Company Space (NUVO, JUMP)

Grace Robinson- Dancemakers of Atlanta (NUVO, 24/7)

Alexa Lopez- Royal Dance Works (JUMP, 24/7)

Raven Rutledge- Studio 413 (NUVO, JUMP)

Joey Vice- Generations Performing Arts Center (NUVO, 24/7)

Zoe Ridge- Center Stage Performing Arts Studio (24/7, Radix)

Lainey Myers- Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre (JUMP, 24/7)

Sithumi Sinley- Studio West Dance Center (NUVO, Radix)

Selena Hamilton- Project 21 (NUVO, 24/7)

Sophia Cobo- Stars Dance Studio (24/7, Radix)

Destanye Diaz- Stars Dance Studio (JUMP, 24/7)

Cydney Heard- The Rock Center for Dance (NUVO, Radix)

Bella Tagle- Stars Dance Studio (NUVO, 24/7)

Three Wins

Peewee

Ava Piedrahita- Danceplex (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Savannah Jackson- Larkin Dance Studio (NUVO, JUMP, Radix)

Mikaela Florez- Dance Town (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Audrina Mossembekker- Project 21 (NUVO, 24/7, Radix)

Norah Hurley- Elite Feet Artists Company (NUVO, JUMP, Radix)

Shale Herrera- Danceplex (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Mini

Penelope LeMieux- Evolve Dance Complex (NUVO, 24/7, Radix)

Amabella Tarrago- Focal Point Dance Studios (NUVO, 24/7, Radix)

Kensington Dressing- Evolve Dance Complex (NUVO, JUMP, Radix)

Anna Holley- The Pointe Performing Arts Center (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Avery St John- The Collaborative at Encore Studio (JUMP, 24/7, Radix)

Madisyn Amos- Dance Connection 2 (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Roxie Onellion- The Base Dance Center (NUVO, 24/7, Radix)

Piper Perusse- The Company Space (JUMP, NUVO, 24/7)

Denise Torres- Dance Town (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Junior

Braylynn Grizzaffi- The Pointe Performing Arts Center (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Fiona Wu- Yoko’s Dance and Performing Arts Academy (NUVO, 24/7, Radix)

Taylor Morrison- Dance Connection 2 (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Leila Winker- Millennium Dance Complex-Nashville (NUVO, 24/7, Radix)

Vivienne Mitchell- Center Stage Performing Arts Studio (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Livia Bonnie- True Dance and Company (NUVO, JUMP, Radix)

Campbell Castner- WESTSIDE Dance Project (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Stella Condie- Center Stage Performing Arts Studio (NUVO, 24/7, Radix)

Victoria Martinez- Evoke Dance Movement (NUVO, 24/7, Radix)

Elizabeth Scott Lanier- The Southern Strutt (JUMP, 24/7, Radix)

Teen

Keagan Capps- The Pointe Performing Arts Center (NUVO, 24/7, Radix)

Skai Llorente- Encore Performing Arts Center (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Nicholas Moreno- Upstate Carolina Dance Center (JUMP, 24/7, Radix)

Andres Jimenez- Artistic Edge Dance Centre (NUVO, JUMP, Radix)

Sofia Andrus- Michelle Latimer Dance Academy (NUVO, JUMP, Radix)

Gracyn French- Project 21 (NUVO, JUMP, Radix)

Avery Hall- Danceology (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Izzy Howard- The Rock Center for Dance (NUVO, JUMP, Radix)

Kaitlyn Tom- Nor Cal Dance Arts (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Ava Raucci- Stars Dance Studio (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Senior

Sarah Moore- The Dance Centre (JUMP, 24/7, Radix)

Mini Preston- Larkin Dance Studio (JUMP, 24/7, Radix)

Jackson Roloff-Hafenbreadl- Stars Dance Studio (JUMP, 24/7, Radix)

Seth Gibson- Studio 413 (NUVO, 24/7, Radix)

Easton Magliarditi- The Rock Center for Dance (JUMP, 24/7, Radix)

Kiarra Waidelich- The Rock Center for Dance (JUMP, NUVO, 24/7)

Iliana Victor- Stars Dance Studio (JUMP, 24/7, Radix)

Brianna Keingatti- Columbia Performing Arts Centre (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Avery Lau- South Tulsa Dance Co (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

Caden Hunter- Denise Wall’s Dance Energy (JUMP, 24/7, Radix)

Isabella Weidmann-Westchester Dance Academy (NUVO, JUMP, 24/7)

John Mays- MVP Dance Elite (JUMP, 24/7, Radix)

Four Wins

Peewee

Calla Massey-The Green Room Dance Studio

Sylvie Win Szyndlar-Club Dance Studio

Stella Brinkerhoff- Center Stage Performing Arts Studio

Mini

Isabella Kouznetsova-Project 21

Emily Polis-Middletown Dance Academy

Skylar Wong-Woodbury Dance Center

Zoey Claxton-The Pointe Performing Arts Center

Ellary Day Szyndlar-Club Dance Studio

Ella Dobler-New Level Dance Company

Lucia Piedrahita- Danceplex

Delilah Hewitt- Project 21

Zoe Flores- Stars Dance Studio

Junior

Savannah Manzel-Larkin Dance Studio

Bella Rose Penrose-Evolve Dance Complex

Alexis Mayer- The Rock Center for Dance

Teen

Isabella Jarvis-Larkin Dance Studio

Carly Thinfen- Nor Cal Dance Arts

Hailey Bills- Center Stage Performing Arts Studio

Senior

Ava La France- Nor Cal Dance Arts

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myhoneststudyblr · 4 years

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28|10|2020

Day 28 of My Studyblr Community Challenge!

✨ Tag someone who you think everyone should follow ✨

i am definitely gonna go over my own limit of three people here because there are so many people that everyone needs to follow! so im gonna do a little list (btw everyone else i’ve tagged in my other posts are one you definitely need to follow!) (also i’ve 100% forgotten people so sorry if we are mutuals and i’ve forgotten <3)

@redlitmusbluelitmus - mia is incredible and lovely so you 100% need to follow because she will make you smile with every post <3

@bulletnotestudies - sabrina has such lovely posts and is such a mood and again is so so lovely

@study-van - yasemin <3 funny, inspiring, amazing posts! need i say more

@philology-studies - some of the most beautiful posts i’ve ever seen! the aesthetic is gorgeous <3 also violet is just the sweetest

@jeonchemstudy - i LOVE daphne’s posts, particularly any of her amazing bujo spreads! she is also one of the nicest people you will meet!

@coffeeandpies - pat!!! one of the most inspiring people imo in the community! gorgeous inside and out (and also really good at piano <3)

@sosiaalitieteet - ana is an icon! seriously no other word describes her better! she is hilarious and i always check out her blog

@problematicprocrastinator - beth is a light of positivity in this community! she works so hard and always is there for support and love <3

@museeofmoon - zainab has INCREDIBLE posts!!! they are all amazing and she is hilarious as well <3

@coralstudiies - i honestly don’t know how every post is so perfect! such an inspiration for my own notes (though i know i will never achieve such brilliance!)

@stu-dna - harriet has such a nice aesthetic to all her posts and in addition to this she shares lots of really important things which i think is amazing!!

@sonderstudy - huiting always has incredible posts and what she studies is always so interesting! amazing aesthetic as well <3

@rylie-studies - hands down the best at captions in the community because everyone is just so beautiful and always makes you think! also really great advice and so positive!

and there are honestly so many more that i would tag but this post is getting very long so i’m gonna stop here but yeah! love you all <3

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doglover-trait · 1 year

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Turtle fell asleep on the floor in solidarity

#rylie beth #turtle the dog #beth4 #beth legacy #sims 4 legacy

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nanostudies · 4 years

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28.10.2020

Today's national bank holiday but both my parents were at work so i had the house for myself 😊 I went for a short run with our dog in the morning, made pancakes for lunch, read a book and did nothing for my thesis 🙃

photos: two lovely dotted notebooks i have no use for and cute stickers from a czech online shop (supporting small business yay!) and a rare moment when Ronald was sitting still 💚

Studyblr community challenge

Day 17: tag someone who you think is really kind

@problematicprocrastinator Beth, I love your uplifting posts and all the ask events you do for your followers 🤍

Day 18: tag someone who makes you think more deeply about things

@rylie-studies Rylie, reading your posts made me realize I wasn't living my life to the fullest. thank you for showing me that 🤍 there are so many more things to enjoy and be grateful for! so I'm trying to change my mindset and even in the short time I'm following you, I feel much better already!

#studyblr community challenge #problematicprocrastinator #lookrylie #heyaly #heypat #anka talks #my own stuff #ronnie <3

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lover-25 · 4 years

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What if Total Drama in Genderswap names?

I’m not completely sure what I’m being asked to be honest but I think it’s to head cannon names for the cast if they were gender swapped. I think I've probably way overthought this but hey 😂😂🤷🏼‍♀️

So here we go!!!

Izzy - Andy (They are both short forms of popular names and have the same y ending)

Eva - Barnes (It’s a really strong name and both Eva and Barnes name meanings are ‘life’)

Lindsay - William (Lindsay is historically a British name as is William and while Lindsay is a very feminine name William is a very masculine one)

Heather - Harris (Both Heather and Harris are Scottish names and they have a similar sound both starting with H and having 2 syllables)

Bridgette - Valentin (Bridgette and Valentin are both Scandinavian names meaning ‘strength’)

Gwen - Arthur (In this example Gwen is short for Guinevere which her parents named her for the story of King Arthur so I think if she had been a boy her parents would have stuck with the theme)

Beth - Elijah (Both names are biblical in origin)

LeShawna - Zyaire (LeShawna is a really modern name, it took until the 80′s to arrive in North America and Zyaire is also very modern)

Katie - Kaden (Has the same sound as Katie with 2 syllables and the K beginning - also rhymes with Saben)

Sadie - Saben (Has the same sound as Sadie with 2 syllables and the S beginning - also rhymes with Kaden)

Courtney - Charles (Courtney is a regal sounding name of French origin, Charles is a name with both French and royalty origins and has the same C beginning)

Geoff - Axelle (Geoffrey is a French name meaning peace so Axelle is the female equivalent)

Duncan - Doone (Duncan and Doone both have Scottish origins and share the harsh D sound at the beginning)

Owen - Luisa (Both Owen and Luisa are fairly popular names with the shared meaning ‘warrior’)

DJ - Demi-Jane (Both Devon-Joseph and Demi-Jane are double barrelled names that can be shortened to DJ)

Trent - Aysel (Trent means ‘the flooder’ whereas Aysel means ‘flood’)

Cody - Charity (Cody and Charity are both names of English origin with the same C beginning and Y ending. The name Cody also means helpful which is a similar meaning to Charity)

Harold - Charlotte (Both Harold and Charlotte are names imbued with history in the UK monarchy)

Justin - Leilani (Honestly I struggled to find any Hawaiian girls names meaning righteous or beginning with J so I just picked a beautiful one that I thought could suit Justin’s personality)

Ezekiel - Abigail (Ezekiel is a Hebrew name with biblical origins so that’s what I was looking for when I was choosing this name )

Noah - Eve (Noah and Eve are both traditional names from the Old Testament of the bible)

Tyler - Rylie (Tyler is a very popular girls name so I went from there looking at names with similar sounds and stumbled across Rylie and to me it just really suits him)

Okay well that took wayyy to long but I had fun 😂😂

Maybe I'll do more of the cast another time?

#total drama #Total Drama Island #total drama gender swap #genderbend

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wtffundiefamilies · 4 years

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Congrats to them. I’ll be curious to see if this is really their last. I really think they’ll try for a boy if Alyssa’s health permits. (Not that I think they don’t want girls, I just get the feeling they’d like to have at least one boy in the mix.)

Final name guesses: Sadie Jo, Maddie Lynn, Paislee Rose, Ruby Faith, Jamie Grace, Rylie Beth, Lilly Hope.

#Alyssa Bates Webster #webster family #bates family #John Webster #Allie Webster #Lexi Webster #Zoey Webster #webster4

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underdressedgoth · 4 years

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This is older art that I finally finished (it was first made in September before Goretober and I finally finish it like 2 months later)

I’m choosing now to properly introduce these kids (and a new one too) as the “Multiple Dimentional Craze” fanchildren. (this is going to be a very long post)

Sapphire

Parents: Morty and Riley *oc* Full Name: Sapphire ‘June’ Smith Nicknames: Saphie Birthday: November 17 Age: 16 Species: Human Blood Type: A+ Height: 5′7ft Sexuality: Lesbian Personality: Rude, Courageous, Rebellious, Loyal, Hot-headed, Impatient, Intelligent, Arrogant, Protective, Honest (very brutally honest), prideful, strong, confident, leader-like Powers: N/A Family: Morty *Father*, Rylie *Mother* [Out of the picture], Rick *Great-Grandfather*, Beth *Grandmother*, Jerry *Grandfather* and Summer *Aunt* Friends: Monster, Pinecone, Pineneedle, Mars, Mercury, Bruno, Leah and Josie Dating: Mayflower Likes: Her girlfriend, stir fry, the color magenta, warm foods, science related subjects, math related subjects, cats, sweet and salty foods Dislikes: Emiko, Evelyn, Takei, Victor, London, Samara, Morty, Samantha, P.J, Lee- you know what she hates like ⅞ of my fanchildren we could be here all day if I had to list everyone she doesn’t like, rain, wet items, spicy foods, sour foods, chunky things- okay so she really doesn’t like a lot of things either (you get the point) Other Things: -Her hair is naturally blue, Morty was concerned that she was Rick’s kid (considering the reason why they had split up), but nope. Morty’s her Dad. -Her parents are separated (Her mother cheated on Morty with multiple people) -She doesn’t like most people (it’s considered an accomplishment if someone managed to get on her good list. Which is -by the way- very small) -She pretty much hates Morty, a lot. She has a lot of resentment towards him, mainly because she hasn’t seen her mother since she was 5. (While Morty wants to tell her that he had tried to get her mother to see her, her mother is pretty much a dead-beat parent who doesn’t give a flying fuck that her daughter exists. He knows Sapphire probably won’t believe him) -While they may be friends, Sapphire likes to pick on and bully Mars. But just because she likes to bully him, doesn’t mean she won’t beat up a person who makes fun of him (it’s like a sibling-love thing. Everyone who has a sibling here should know what I mean) -She looks up to Rick, much to her family’s (including Rick’s) dismay, she always wanted to go adventuring with him but he always declines (thus making her frustrated) -Sometimes will steal things from her Great-Grandfather without him knowing until she’s already gone with it (one of the normal things she usually steals is the portal gun -While most of her friends have powers, she’s not jealous, in fact that only makes her more confident in herself since she knows how strong she really is (thus making her even more scary knowing that she’s just as strong as her powerful friends) -She has a soft spot for her friends and girlfriend -There are very few people on her bad list that she respects (one for example being Takei) -She’s pretty well known around her school as a girl who never knows when to step down, the amount of fights she was in prove said statement She has known Pinecone and Pineneedle since they were babies, Mayflower and Monster since 5, Mars since 6, Bruno and Mercury since 7

Monster

Parents: Wirt and The Beast Full Name: Monster ‘Edelwood’ Oak Nicknames: Monty Birthday: January 31 Age: 15 Species: Demon/Human Blood Type: [Redacted] Height: 5′8ft Sexuality: Heterosexual Personality: Calm, Collected, Optimistic, Peaceful, Caring, Protective, Observant, Quiet, Diplomatic, Introverted, Fair-Minded Powers: +Plant Talk- Can talk to plants and understand what they’re saying +Nature control- Able to control any plant around her or even make pants appear out of nowhere +Shadow Camouflage- Using her shadow form, she can blend into any surface she so chooses as long as she doesn’t use it while in sunlight +Night vision- While using her real eyes, she can see clearly in the dark. It only works with her real eyes though, while in her human disguise she can’t see in the dark +Shape-shift- Whether it be in her human disguise or natural form, she can also turn into any animal she can think of +Enhanced smell- Can smell twice as good as a blood-hound. Helps when smelling for blood or souls +Angel’s Voice- Like with the beast, she can sing to draw prey towards her along with drain any bravery or hope from them +Underwater breathing- Can breathe underwater (she didn’t know she could until the age of 6 when Mars went out too far and nearly drowned. Wirt nearly had a heart-attack that day but was grateful she could do that) Family: Wirt *Father*, Beast *Father*, Sara *Step-mother*, Max *little half-brother*, Lantern *little half-sister*, Greg *Uncle* Friends: Sapphire, Mayflower, Pinecone, Pineneedle, Bruno, Mars, Mercury, Armory, Echomain Crush: Mars Likes: Tea, Poety, Nature, Music, Rivers, Exploring, Her Family and Friends, Old Things, Books, Walking through the woods, Singing, cold weather, English subjects, Art, Musicals Dislikes: Very hot weather, her friends/family getting injured, cheese (no one knows why, she just doesn’t like it), bright lights Other Things: -She’s carnivorous, won’t eat any plants unless she has to (a funny way to put it is that she’s like a reverse vegan) - Her favorite poet is Sara Teasdale - She got her love for poetry from Wirt, ever since she was a baby, Wirt would read poetry to her. Beast also would sometimes recite Shakespeare to her when she was a child while she visited him - She can easily retell Hamlet from memory word-for-word (she’s read and heard Shakespeare so many times that she can do that with any of his stories) - She’s in her school’s chorus (Known to be a very beautiful singer) - Her favorite type of music is Opera (no surprise there) - Once a week (sometimes two) every other month, she and Wirt would go visit the beast. Sara does know about this as she was there when the deal was first offered - She has never actually spent a halloween in the real world - Monster was born out of a giant flower - Sometimes out of habit from her demonic heritage, Monster will eat either a bird or small animal (Mayflower and Mars are the only ones who seem to freak out when that happens) - Has been playing Piano, cello, Clarinet and bass since she was little (she loves playing instruments) - Sometimes if she’s deep in thought, she’ll start talking in Shakespearean - Is an outcast at her school because people find her very weird with her personality and hobby with plants (Since she likes to whisper to them a lot). - - - - While Wirt may have reacted differently to a situation like hers, she doesn’t seem to be bothered by it at all. Nor does she acknowledge the insults other students will sometimes say about her. Sapphire on the other hand, has been in many fights because she refuses to let anyone bully her friend - Monster loves her half-siblings to death, she’ll do anything for them. Her brother Max sadly doesn’t like her since she gets most of Wirt’s attention - Her brother doesn’t know she’s not fully human, her sister on the other hand found out through her own ways (she’s very young so she’s fine with it, in fact she thinks Monster is cool and lucky to have powers as she wishes she had them too) -She’s mainly nocturnal, but since she can’t really sleep during the day often either, her body luckily managed to readjust itself so she doesn’t need to sleep often. - She doesn’t really express much inner emotions, so it’s not obvious that she has a crush on Mars (only people who know are Sapphire and Mayflower) - Has known Pinecone and Pineneedle since they were babies, Mayflower since she was 4, Bruno and Mercury since 5, Mars since 6 and Sapphire since 4 - She’s considered a theater kid (the theater kids are probably the only ones out of her school who actually like her) - Funny thing, she can walk on water (another thing to add, it took Wirt forever to let her into the water, he was just that terrified if she drowned.) -She can’t see well in bright lighting, her eyes don’t adjust well to it -She sees Sara like an actual mother to her -Seems to bleed Oil,Gold and Blood

Mayflower

Parents: Connie and Spinel Full Name: Mayflower ‘Spinel’ Maheswaran-Universe Nick names: May, Curly, Petal Birthday: February 28 Age: 14 Species: Gem/Human Blood Type: [Redacted] Height: 5′3ft Sexuality: Bisexual Personality: Self-conscious, Joyful, Caring, Nurturing, Optimistic, Friendly, sometimes nervous, self-less, strong Powers: + Rejuvinator- can easily pull out her own rejuvinator from her gem (it can also double as a weapon to fight against other creatures, electrocuting and cutting any enemy she swings it at) +Stretchy Limbs- Like her mother Spinel, she can stretch any part of her body (as long as she doesn’t over do it, she’s fine) + Fusion- like her father Steven who is also half-gem, she can fuse with any gem or human Family: Spinel *Mother*, Connie *Mother*, Steven *Step-Father*, Nicholas *Older Half-Brother*, Stephen *Little Half-Brother*, Greg *Little Half-Brother*, Greg *Step-Grandfather*, Pink Diamond/Rose Quartz *Step-Grandmother*, Priyanka *Grandmother*, Doug *Grandfather* Friends: Pinecone, Pineneedle, Mercury, Bruno, Mars, Monster Dating: Sapphire Likes: Dancing, Singing, Traveling the Multiverse, Animals, any romantic comedy or novels, painting, Homeworld, space travel, space itself, anything funny, gardening Dislikes: Her looks, Monster attempting to eat a small creature, abandon buildings, taking pictures of herself (she gets flustered from them), horror movies, silence, being alone, blood, anyone getting hurt Other Things: -She isn’t really one who is confident with her looks, she isn’t exactly thin (she’s kinda chubby) and it does bother her sometimes (Sapphire still loves her to death and will kill anyone who makes fun of her girlfriend without hesitation or remorse. Sapphire would do anything for and I mean anything) -She and Sapphire have been dating for about 2 years now (for the one who has confessed their love to the other, they both were just flustered stuttering messes as Sapphire sucks with emotions besides anger and Mayflower is not one who has confidence) - Her older brother doesn’t like her, she tries her best, just like Monster with her own brother, to get her brother to not hate her (he’s just edgy) - She has her own gem, a spinel like her mother Spinel’s (spinel didn’t give up her form, it turns out from what I heard, Rose didn’t have to give up her form for Steven. So I am just using that idea for here too) - Since Steven, Spinel and Connie are in a polygamous relationship, Steven likes to help Mayflower understand her own powers since he can relate of course) - I can definitely assure that the Diamonds like to smother her and her brothers with love since they are Spinel’s and Steven’s kids (same can go with Pearl) - Doesn’t seem like it to others, but Mayflower is really strong, she can lift a lot since she likes to work out sometimes

Pinecone

Parents: Bill and Dipper Full Name: Pinecone ‘Pyramid’ Cipher-Pines Nick names: Pinie, PC, Creepy, Gremlin #1, Cone Birthday: May 23 Age: 13 Species: Demon/Human Blood Type: [Redacted] Height: 5ft Sexuality: Heterosexual Personality: Creepy, Hyper, Observant, Extroverted, Goofy, Creative, observant, curious, courageous, adventurous, chaotic good, crafty Powers: +Shapeshift- Can shape-shift into anything from her demon form to any small objects +Portals- Can manifest a portal to the multiverse +Enhanced smell- can smell better than humans +Telekinesis- Move things with her mind +Floating- Can float Family: Bill *Father*, Dipper *”Mother”*, Pineneedle *Twin brother*, Gravity *Little brother*, Falls *Little sister*, Mabel *Aunt*, Pacifica *Aunt*, Aqua Marie *Cousin*, Manuel *Cousin*, Tala Poly *Aunt*, Lillusion *Aunt* Friends: Sapphire, Mayflower, Monster, Bruno, Mars, Mercury, Gabriel, Flint Crush: Max Likes: Forests, Dark areas, Halloween, Bugs, Camping, Fire, Bones, Traveling through dimensions and universes, anything sugar, Tad Strange, scissors, disturbing things, Birch trees Dislikes: Being Normal, having to sit still, London (surprisingly), snobby people, having to pretend to be human, pineapples, fancy things (finds them boring) Other Things: -Is older than Pineneedle by 6 minutes - Tad Strange is her’s and Pineneedle’s teacher (secretly since Bill hates Tad) - While she likes Monster’s little brother, most people will say she has a very “strange” way of showing her affection towards her (that being a very creepy way, what I mean is that she’ll say the creepiest things to him since she for some reason “finds his face adorable when it looks scared”) (she won’t hurt him, just freak him out. Added note, he doesn’t like her at all. Her love for him is very one-sided. But she is determined to win him over one day) - She and Pineneedle were not planned, they kinda just happened by accident (their parents still love both of them none-the-less) - Knows about other fanchildren in other universes, enjoys talking to them

Pineneedle

Parents: Bill and Dipper Full Name: Pineneedle ‘Illuminati’ Cipher-Pines Nick names: PN, Gremlin #2, Pointer, Needle Birthday: May 23 Age: 13 Species: Demon/Human Blood Type: [Redacted] Height: 5ft Sexuality: Aromantic/bisexual Personality: Creepy, Hyper, Observant, Extroverted, Goofy, Creative, chaotic, courageous, adventurous, Chaotic good, disobedient Powers: +Shapeshift- Can shape-shift into anything from her demon form to any small objects +Portals- Can manifest a portal to the multiverse +Enhanced smell- can smell better than humans +Telekinesis- Move things with her mind +Floating- Can float Family: Bill *Father*, Dipper *”Mother”*, Pinecone *Twin sister*, Gravity *Little brother*, Falls *Little sister*, Mabel *Aunt*, Pacifica *Aunt*, Aqua Marie *Cousin*, Manuel *Cousin*, Tala Poly *Aunt*, Lillusion *Aunt* Friends: Sapphire, Mayflower, Monster, Bruno, Mars, Mercury, Gabriel, Flint Crush: N/A Likes: Anything creepy, slim, spiders, snakes, mice, being crazy, scaring others, Tad Strange Dislikes: Having to be “normal”, not using his powers, rules, girly things Other Things: -Almost like he’s Pinecone’s other half, sharing similar personalities and abilities - He’s the younger twin - Where ever one twin is, the other follows (Pinecone and Pineneedle are rarely apart) - The more troublesome of the two (and that is saying something) - While Pinecone likes Max, Needle just likes to scare him - He can be very spiteful - Thinks love is gross (doesn’t understand it) - likes to skateboard with Mercury - He and Pinecone have known everyone since they were babies (they’re the little siblings of the group)

Mars

Parents: Dib and Zim Full Name: Mars ‘Irken’ Membrane Nick names: Nerd, Markie, Dork (<--- Two are from Sapphire) Birthday: July 15 Age: 16 Species: Alien/Human Blood Type: [Redacted] Height: 5′8ft Sexuality: Heterosexual Personality: Introverted, Anxious, Intelligent, Quiet, Friendly, Nerdy, Dorky Powers: +Breath in space- Yeah, that’s the only thing I think he can do Family: Zim *Parent*, Dib *Father*, Zoey *Little Sister* Gaz *Aunt*, Tak *Aunt*, Dr.Membrane *Grandfather* Friends: Sapphire, Mayflower, Monster, Mercury, Bruno, Pinecone, Pineneedle Crush: Monster Likes: School (because he likes learning), technology, building things, studying, science and math related subjects Dislikes: Sapphire’s rage, moving quickly, the dark (he’s scared of it), oranges (hates the smell), Gym (he’s not that strong) Other Things: -Often gets picked on by Sapphire (though they do have their moments where they get along) (he’s not scared of her, just annoyed) - While Dib may be a proud space scientist, Mars prefers not to be acknowledged as his son for some odd reason - He doesn’t enjoy fighting other creatures, he can handle it, just doesn’t like it like the others do - He has motion sickness, move way too quickly and he’ll get nauseous - Sapphire is the reason for why he’s scared of the dark - He wears make-up to hide the green parts of his skin (the only time he doesn’t is in Gravity falls) - He has only been to space once, didn’t have fun at all (1/10 wouldn’t recommend) - Monster gave him his beanie for his birthday a few years ago, he loves it - He’s your typical shy nerd

Mercury

Parents: Star and Jackie Full Name: Mercury ‘Lynn‘ Butterfly Nick names: Flutter, Wings, Meri, Sparkles Birthday: August 2 Age: 15 Species: Mewman/Human Blood Type: [Redacted] Height: 5′6ft Sexuality: Pansexual Personality: Out-going, extroverted, bashful, prideful, forceful, somewhat thoughtless at times, crafty, wild Powers: +Butterfly- Butterfly form from Mewberty +Magic wand- since it’s connected to her powers they have similar spells (I am not going to list them because that’ll take too long) Family: Star *Mother*, Jackie *Mother*, Moon *Grandmother*, River *Grandfather* Friends: Sapphire, Mayflower, Monster, Mars, Bruno, Pinecone, Pineneedle, Samantha, Anne, Evelyn, Gabriel, Black Taffy- she’s pretty much the opposite of Sapphire when it comes to people, she has a lot of friends Crush: Samantha Likes: Glitter (a lot), Shiny things, roller-blading, magic, Mewni, crazy things, summer, bright collars, dancing, sugar, hot coco, socializing, parties Dislikes: Unicorns (from her experience with them, you’d hate them too), Fairies (again, from her experience with them, you wouldn’t blame her), gnomes, garden gnomes (don’t ask), bland foods, snakes, magical high commission, her ex boyfriend (oh how the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree) Other Things: -Just going to ignore what happened in the finale because I personally thought it sucked and was a terrible way to end a series. Mercury is the heir to the Butterfly throne. - While she is a girl who can easily make friends, she is one who also tends to loose some due to her nature, she doesn’t understand boundaries and tends to drive people away occasionally - She knows a lot of Royal people and will 100% try to befriend any princes or princesses while she can - She loves to talk, a lot, she is very rarely quiet and it tends to drive Sapphire crazy and threaten to duck-tape her mouth shut - Sometimes the others think she depends on her want a little too much, because she uses it all the time even when she doesn’t need too at all - Despite being a very confident girl, when it comes to interacting with her crush (Samantha), she’s a stuttering flustered mess - Please don’t give her sugar

Bruno

Parents: Tom and Marco Full Name: Bruno ‘Julius‘ Lucitor-Diaz Nick names: Bunny, Demon-boy, Lucitor, Horns (<--- Most of these are from Sapphire) Birthday: March 30 Age: 16 Species: Demon/Mewman/Human Blood Type: [Redacted] Height: 5′8ft Sexuality: Heterosexual Personality: Calm, Brave, Determined, Good-hearted, Responsible, Dare-devil, Leader-like, Assertive (when needed), Confident Powers: +Fire- able to produce fire from hands and have it spread to anywhere on his body Family: Tom *Father*, Marco *Father*, Juliet *little sister*, Mariposa *Aunt*, Rafael *Grandfather*, Angie *Grandmother*, Wrathmelior *Grandmother* and Dave *Grandfather* Friends: Sapphire, Mayflower, Pinecone, Pineneedle, Monster, Mars, Mercury, Black Taffy, Josie, Jack Jr, Crush: N/A Likes: Biking, fire, Tacos, Nachos, Magical creatures, adventure, Ice-skating Dislikes: Math, school, fancy parties, dressing up, London, Mercury on sugar Other Things: -He’s sorta bad at judging things -Often butts heads with Sapphire due to both of their desires to lead the friend group - He has a third eye hidden under his hair -Has three moles in a row from largest to smallest under his right eye - Has his own pair of Dimensional scissors - Lives in the Underworld as the prince and heir to the throne - Is the only one besides Pinecone, Pineneedle and Monster, who is able to handle Mercury - Has known Mercury since the day of her birth, Pinecone and Pineneedle since they were babies, Sapphire since 7, Monster since 6 - He doesn’t really like most demons or hybrids, most of the time they’re too crazy for him to deal with (he already has to deal with 3 crazy people almost everyday. He’s good) - He’s pretty good at flattering people, he’s calls it his “secret weapon” - He likes to consider Sapphire as his rival (Sapphire feels the same way towards him) I’ll admit I got lazy with some parts because writing this was taking too long after loosing a good chunk of progress and having to redo some profiles because of it. This would have been posted sooner if it weren’t for that.

#sapphire smith #Mayflower Universe #Monster #pinecone cipher #pineneedle cipher #Mars #Bruno Lucitor #mercury butterfly #my fanchildren #my art

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