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stressedkitkatttt · 4 years

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Can you do a fluff of the reader saying Richard and him bringing her around aaliyah for the first time

I am soooo sorry this came out so late anon! I swear I didn’t forget about it! I wanted to finish this the night you gave me the request then school started back up and things got a little more hectic…..*I also know nothing of Aaliyah’s custody arrangement between Richard and Yocelyn. So the situation mentioned is not real in any way, and if it is, it’s purely a coincidence that I guessed it right.

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Warnings: Aaliyah(she’s too adorable), Aaliyah gets hurt(for a brief second), reader has slight anxiety(nothing too serious), Richard being a little softie, mentions of sex(mentioned for like .5 seconds)

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You and Richard have been dating for a few months and you can honestly say he makes you the happiest girl in the world. He treats you like a queen, takes you out for dinner, and not mention how good the sex was. His parents liked you as well. Almost every time you see them they had nothing but good things to say about you. And how every time Richard sees them he can’t stop talking about you.

All this was nice but there was a person you still had yet to officially meet. Richard’s other world and princess: Aaliyah. Though you’ve been with Richard for a few months you have yet to actually meet Aaliyah. She was either with her mom, sleeping, or you were too busy with work.

This weekend, however, Richard had set up a day at the park where you, him, and Aaliyah could bond. To say you were excited was an understatement. After all, this is gonna be the first time you meet Aaliyah. How could you not be happy? You’ve seen enough of Richard’s Instagram and Snapchat stories to know somewhat of what to expect with Aaliyah. She seemed so sweet and innocent.

When the weekend finally came around, you were both excited and nervous. You were basically meeting someone you knew almost everything about but has no idea who you are. Weird how that works out? How you can know everything about someone and never meet them in person. You get lost in your thoughts about the different scenarios that could happen.

“Y/N. You ready to go?” Richard breaks you from your thoughts by placing his hand on your thigh. You grin widely and nod, following him to the car. You get in the passenger seat and Richard gets into the driver’s seat. You couldn’t help the nervous tapping of your foot.

Richard looks over at you, reaching a hand over to squeeze your knee reassuringly. “You’re gonna be fine. Aaliyah loves meeting new people.”“I know, I’m fine. I’m just more excited than nervous.” You reply, reaching to intertwine your hand with his. When the car reaches a stoplight, Richard turns to you and places a kiss on your lips.

When you reach the park where Yocelyn is going to drop off Aaliyah, Richard finds an open parking space. He turns the car off and turns to look at you. You were looking the in the mirror of the sun visor, making sure there was nothing in your teeth when you felt Richard’s eyes on you. You turn to face him. “Do I look okay?”

He doesn’t reply immediately, entranced by the way you look in the sun’s rays. Almost like you were glowing. You take his non-verbal response and quickly check the mirror again. He suddenly grabs your hand again and tells you to look at him. “You are so beautiful,” he looks deep into your eyes. “You look absolutely perfect.” You could hear the genuine tone in his voice. He really meant what he said.

You’ll admit, seeing Richard’s softer side was a nice change once in a while. He leans in and lands a kiss on your lips. You kiss back. It didn’t take much effort to get either of you hooked. You only stopped when a car pulled into the spot next to you. You look past Richard and see Yocelyn in the driver’s seat.You stay in the car for a moment, taking a few deep breaths and fixing your shirt…. well, fiddling with it. You hear another car door open and Richard exclaims, “Hey there baby girl!” Followed by an excited, high-pitched, “Daddy!” You can’t help but smile. You open the door and get out, looking over the car and seeing Richard hold up Aaliyah up in the sky. She’s giggling and laughing like crazy.

You close your door and wait patiently while Richard and Yocelyn talk. Aaliyah, still in Richard’s arms, looks over his shoulder and sees you. You smile and wave, making her giggle and wave back shyly. When they finish talking, Yocelyn sees you and gives a little wave before turning to Aaliyah and telling her to be good. She gets in her car and drives away.

Richard turns to you and smiles, Aaliyah now facing you. “Aaliyah, this is Y/N,” he says to her. She smiles and suddenly becomes all shy. The faintest “Hi” reaches your ears and you reply in kind. “Are you ready to go play?” She nods and gets all excited again. He puts her down and holds her hand while you guys walk across the parking lot.

Thankfully there aren’t many kids and the second Richard lets go of her hand, she’s off and running. You both stick close to her, though it’s hard to follow her through the tunnels. Watching Aaliyah having so much fun on the playground made you think back to your childhood days and a sudden rush of nostalgia hits you. God how you wished you were a kid again.

Arms wrap around your waist and a familiar cologne pull you from the trance and you lean into Richard’s embrace. “What’re you thinking ‘bout?” His sentence is muffled.

“Oh, just how I wish I was a kid again.” You keep an eye on Aaliyah as she moves through the structures. Richard hums against your skin, leaving little pecks here and there. You both jump when you hear crying. You run towards the source of the noise, Richard right behind you. You turn a corner and see Aaliyah on the ground crying. You rush to her side and look for wounds.

You’re shocked to see when she looks up at you and makes grabby hands. You reach down and pick her up, letting her cry into your shoulder. Richard turns the corner to see you gently rubbing her back and calming her down. He walks over and makes sure that she’s alright. You walk to a bench and sit down while rubbing comforting circles on her back. When her cries die down she leans back and looks at you with glossy eyes. “Are you gonna be okay?” She sniffles and nods, a little smile peeking on her lips.

You set her down gently only to have her tug your hand and drag you to the structures. So caught up in helping Aaliyah, you didn’t realize that since you sat down on the bench, Richard was recording. Aaliyah took your full attention. You chased her around the playground and pretended to scare her coming down the slide, only resulting in her screaming and giggling, running off again.

The day seems to drag on forever and soon Aaliyah was finally getting tired. You let her go down the slide one last time before picking her up and turning to walk back to Richard. Only to see him on his phone….. Recording. “Richard! Are you recording me?!” You walk towards him as he puts his phone down.

“No…” he grins like the Cheshire cat. You roll your eyes and walk towards the car. He laughs and follows you, helping you put Aaliyah in her car seat. You put a blanket over her and she holds it tight before falling asleep. You both get in the car and Richard pulls out onto the road and drives home.

The drive is silent as not to wake up the princess, who fell asleep mere moments after getting the blanket. You grab Richard’s hand and intertwine it with yours, the gesture making him turn and smile for a moment. When you get home you carefully maneuver sleeping beauty to her room and put her to bed. Closing the door you both let out a sigh of relief and make your way to your bedroom. Though the clock says 3:00, you both had a tiring day. You faceplant into the soft covers and make Richard laugh.

“Having kids isn’t easy, is it?” He looks down at you.

You grumble out a response but it’s muffled and Richard laughs again. He follows you and pulls you to his chest.

There’s silence for a moment before Richard breaks it, “So, I assume you like Aaliyah?”

You turn in his arms and look up at him, “Like her? Richard, I love her! If you keep her with me long enough that kid is gonna get away with murder.” You laugh. Richard joins you, knowing that Aaliyah could wrap just about anyone around her little finger. “Now shut up, I’m trying to sleep.” He huffs and soon he feels your breathing change; becoming slower and deeper.

He never expected to find someone he genuinely loved. Granted, it had only been about 3 months since you guys started “officially” dating but he felt something with you that he had never felt with anyone else. You made him smile, could make him laugh, and not to mention just how flawless you were in his eyes. He couldn’t get enough of you. He had to admit, he did sometimes get ahead of himself, thinking he loved someone when really it was just a fling with a pretty girl but you were so much different. Maybe he’ll take it slower this time. Actually, get to know you and understand you.

Then maybe. Just maybe……

You could be the one for him.

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You wake to the ping of notifications. You grab your phone and rub your eyes to see all your social media blowing up. Richard must’ve posted the videos…

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Omg…… I fucking loved writing this! I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a long time! Not to mention all the people that don’t know how to drive in the snow and hit all the power lines they can my internet service is not the best where I live(basically the internet company doesn’t give two fucks about its customers). But after all the complaining, they sent me an expensive modem for free(after complaining for like a year-and-a-half). So I should be able to post more often now!

#cnco richard #richard camacho #cnco richard camacho #cnco richard fluff #richard camacho fluff #aaliyah camacho

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americangodstalk · 3 years

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Notes about S2E3: Muninn

# As stated previously, Betty is the modern form of Sleipnir, and we see its reincarnation here.

# Note that on the newspaper Wednesday reads that is an article about how the “Deep State is watching”, a foreshadowing of Argos.

# Ibis is seen here eating pieces of the corpses he dissects (something that Jacquel did in the novel).

# Argus Panoptes is mixed up with “Argus”, the dog of Odysseus. He is also referred to as a “peepin’ Tom”.

# Argus backstory is honestly a mess... The backstory is told in an Egyptian style. Ibis says that Argus Panoptes was rebirthed by Hera as a “god of surveillance” (it is actually merely a metaphor, and it is show that Argus had other incarnations before the American god of surveillance, but many people took it for literal). And it is mentionned that he was a god of surveillance before joining the New Gods - in fact it is the fading of his worship that pushed him to an alliance.

# Argus is confirmed to be the eye seen in season 1 through the bank’s security camera.

# Argus is described by Wednesday as akin to Mr. Wood, a being that adapted into “something else”. It is mentionned that his “many eyes faded”, and that only his memories stayed intact - in the form of the Argus archives. Argus actually appears to the world as a private surveillance company - we can note that the symbol of the company appeared on the jumbo screens of the “Media reinventing herself” scene.

# Argus is connected to Black Briar and offers its “eyes” to them. We see he uses drones as part of his many eyes. When one of said drones is taken down by Muninn (or Huginn), the Caretaker complains that the system was not updated and the GPS files are corrupted. Tech Boy answers that he told Argus to upgrade the system, and complains that he is not a “micromanagement”. However Mr. World quickly tells Tech Boy to put “your man on the line” (here Argus is identified as an agent of Tech Boy). Mr. World mentions the “broken window theory”, and insists that visiting Argus instead of texting him is “per tradition”. Mr. World has this very interesting concept that “We build the new world on the ruins of the old”.

# Before New Media appears, Mr. World has strange hand gestures - which almost makes it look like he is “downloading” informations from Technical Boy he then injects into the screen New Media comes out from. Or am I reading too much into this?

# New Media appears dressed as a Japanese schoolgirl (some mentionned a Harajuku vibe), with a Hello Kitty-look alike on her collar (hinting at the influence of Japanese pop culture over the Internet and the youth). In the background you can see the screen she comes out from becomes full with social media posts of New Media - one can see Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Snapchat, a lot of selfies and videos... She is shown disdaining things that are “old”, and she also is seemingly aware of who, what and how her previous-self acted since she makes a reference to Media by imitating the Marilyn Monroe persona. Of course, one can see she literaly manifests emojis, emoticans and picture filters in the real world. She also refers to Argus as “the man with the fiber optic”.

# The headquarters of the Argus company have a parabolic satellite antena. Wednesday explains that, for the “local tinfoil hats”, this building is a stronghold of the Deep State, the Illuminati and/or the Men in Black. But to the “local city council”, it is just an old warehouse filled with computers. And in Wednesday’s words, in the end “truth and lies mix up”. Again, it is mentionned that in the warehouse there are “miles” of fiber optic cables, and that “only the memories remain”.

# Interestingly, we see Argus doesn’t just archive information, but also himself or rather his old versions. We get to see the “cast-away husks” he collected after he changed into “something else”. Here, we get to see the original Argus - the monstrous sheperd that was supposed to guard Io in the Greek mythology and was killed by Hermes. Apparently, only a sacrifice can allow one to move forward from this stage of the archive - the killing of Io. The fans have been splitting their head over what exactly the wooden tool Wednesday uses is - on top of that, it has an eye symbol engraved on it.

# Wednesday mentions that Laura is a “revenant” and like all revenants, she is “single-minded”. Just like the archive and Argus, to move forward Laura needs change, but change only comes with a sacrifice.

# We step away from all that to go to the Corn Palace, a strip-tease palace where live Old Iktomi, the Native American shapeshifter and spider-spirit (compared by the Jinn to Anansi). Actually it seems it was originally the “Porn Palace”, but the P neon letter “died” in such a way it looks like a C now. The Jinn describes Iktomi as “manipulating humans like puppets” and advices him to not look at him in the eyes. We also get to see another Native spirit - Gnaskineyan, “Crazy Buffalo” an evil spirit, looking here like a tall blind man.

# The next incarnation of Argus seems to have been in Roman times - indeed, we see that Argus was at this point the caretaker of the Library of Alexandria, renowned as the greatest collection of knowledge in the world. It seems Argus is locked in a cycle of rebirths and deaths - more precisely murders. Indeed, Argus always end up killed, because he keeps repeating his original myth - guarding something for which he will die. He murder because he was the guardian of Io, burned down along with his library... Note here that the Library of Alexandria was located in Egypt - which might explain why Mr. Ibis had Argus story told through an Egyptian point of view. Also note that here, Argus had his eyes ripped out.

# Iktomi appears in a wheelchair (hinting at his decay as an Old God). He grows marijuana in the background of his Palace - it seems he is an expert at tricks and potions. I honestly don’t know why people keep saying Iktomi and Whiskey Jack are the same being when, from my researches, they apparently are not. Whiskey Jack is a Crane spirit from the cultures of Algonquian and Dene people, while Iktomi is a trickster from Lakota mythology. Yes, both are considered equivalents, but they are not the same.

# We need an explanation on how Iktomi ended up having Wednesday’s spear. It seems Iktomi is also aware of Thoth, as he mentions he will be against the use of the spear for it is an “instrument of death”.

# New Media of course uses hashtags in her talk. In her talks with Technical Boy she appears friendly, childish, energetic, but she has a snarky and nasty side to her hinting at her rivalry with the technology god. She explains that Tech Boy and her have “different audiences” and she mentions that she needs “bandwidth”.

# Tech Boy threatens Argus to come back on their deal, which would have Argus “go back to trolling the Dark Web on IRC bots and Geocities pages” - so that’s what he as doing as a god of surveillance before taking a deal with the New Gods. Interestingly, we here have an incoherence - before Mr. World identified Argus as an agent of Tech Boy, but here Tech Boy has the hardest time acting as Argus boss, since the “surveillance god” says he was offered a deal by Mr. World and works only for him.

# Odin explains that he wants Argus killed because he “plays both sides” (how? We never saw Argus help the Old Gods), and apparently to kill him Laura needs to stab the tattoo in his neck. Though one may actually see how he plays “both sides” by looking at what Argus says - he says that entropy leads to disorder and all systems evolve towards chaos, “even alliances with gods”. It seems as a result that Argus has a sort of nihilistic view - he doesn’t wish to partake in the war, or to really help one side or another because ultimately it doesn’t matter who wins this conflict. That’s why he is so rebellious against Technical Boy. Or at least it seems like it...

# New Media, to interact with Argus, brutally switches personality - you can literaly see her change. She becomes seducing, flirty, very sexual. She visibly wants to take over Tech Boy by stealing Argus to herself. She mentions that she has “likes, shares and subscribers” and that everyone watches her, but what she wants is “someone to watch them back”. She wishes to “connect and merge” with Argus - which takes the form of a strange sexual scene. I personally believe this is a reference to “hentai” in its primal form - the typical diea of “sex with tentacles”. Indeed, in this episode New Media has a strong Japanese pop culture influence, and for those of you who don’t know, “hentai” originally was a form of pornographic art of Japanese culture, very old, and that often involved tentacles and sexuality with octopuses. However, the Internet took over this “hentai” style and turned it into a true meme, a recurring joke and a “common knowledge” and “popular trope” of Internet works - it is a literal representation of how the Internet takes back for itself forms of traditional art and turns them into something entirely new.

Anyway, she talks about her “fusion” with Argus as a “synesgestic expanding” and a “marketing opportunity”.

# Despite his death, Wednesday mentions that “Argus will come back”. Which hints that maybe Argus has enough belief/worship/popularity to keep living, contrary to the other Old Gods.

# It seems Bast is part of Wednesday’s plans, or will act at Wednesday’s request when she will “heal” Shadow.

#american gods #season 2 #muninn #argus #new media #technical boy #mr. world #new gods #old gods #laura #iktomi

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bendybarbiehaters · 4 years

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Well, you know, bendybarbie is so annoying. She is always bitching and complaining about everything. I can’t stand listening to her! I can’t believe she has so many fans on Bigo!! I can’t believe there are that many stupid people that follow her…

She thinks she is so super hot, she thinks that she is the best Broadcaster on Bigo. But really there are so many live streamers that are better than her. She is nobody. People on twitch make millions of dollars. She is just a joke streamer..

She has an onlyfans now, and all these other things on her website that are probably just how she tries to get rich guys to fall in love with her. She just spends all of her time messaging these guys and sending them half naked pictures or whatever. She is such a whore. I bet she doesn’t even post any nude pictures. Also? Did you know that she used to be a porn star? She won’t tell anybody her name.

Well we already know that she has sex for money because she used to do porn, so that pretty much makes her a prostitute. She thinks she is like a super classy model or whatever but not really. and you can always tell because she only talks to rich guys. She only talks to guys that send her a lot of money. I know that she wants to be a celebrity, or something like that. She is obsessed with Channing Tatum.

Well I guess somebody has been paying attention to her Instagram and everything, because you can tell she is deleting her old pictures. You used to be able to find tons of old pictures where she looked really bad and you could tell that she does lots of Photoshop on all of her pictures and everything. I bet she doesn’t even look that good in real life.

Her Snapchat is where she spends most of her time messaging guys, but you have to pay her so much money to be able to message her. She only messages and talks to guys with a lot of money. She spends all day on her Snapchat messaging guys and sending them pictures and videos and stuff. But she won’t but she won some kind of pole dance competition and now she thinks she is so important.

Old pics she looks so bad like she definitely has work done

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smolplantbird-blog · 7 years

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My Thoughts About The Lightning Thief Musical

I just got home from NYC and I saw the matinee for the Lightning Theif, about 10 hours ago. Here are a few notes I took about the theater from before the show started;

-walked in with children, but there were menu teens and ppl in twenties

-No curtain

-Fog in audience

-Set has graffiti and scaffolding, reminds me of rent

-Sound effects create nice ambiance

-the band is on stage in the upper right, still remind me of rent

-on right leaf blower w/ toilet paper roll attached is making me already feel bad for the tech person in charge for cleaning the stage

If you have any questions about the show or just want to talk about it I would love to have a discussion. There is going to be a cast album in a few months (I think) and the show is still Off-Broadway for a little less than a week.

The show was one of the most angsty things I've ever seen, every actor was amazing in their own way, after a little bit of sleep I might edit this to explain something about each actor that I loved with their performance.

Chris McCarrell: An incredible choice for Percy. During the song 'Good kid' I felt bad for Chris because I could tell that his monitor wasn't working, but he kept on singing and went with it. There were a few lines in whihc Percy begins to question the logic of what is going on, but then just accepts what is happening around him, my favorite was when Percy was told that the underworld in LA. Chris truly captured the angst of Percy and was a delight to see after the show. A woman near me pointed out that one of the people on the local theater's hall of fame was named Percy, Chris took a picture of it with his foot over the guy's last name and posted it on Instagram just after signing my playbill.

Kristen Stokes: If you add the show's official snapchat, then you will already have seen Kristen's adorable face. I had been watching the things she had been posting on the show's snap-story for a while, but I hadn't actually heard her singing voice before. I could tell from the beginning of the show that she had a very nice voice, but 'My Grand Plan' was when it really hit me. She really showed the pain that Annabeth had gone through in this song, but also how Annabeth works hard to be strong. Kristen was also the last cast member to stay and sign posters/playbills for the audience. There was a small boy next to me who was literally jumping with excitement to see the cast after she shows and she really worked well with the energy that he was giving her, which is impressive after a long week of shows.

George Salazar: This man was hilarious as Grover and Mr.D. As Grover, he was loveable and adorable, but also conveyed the pain Grover went through when he lost Thalia in the song 'The Tree on the Hill'. When he came on stage as Mr.D I died of laughter. in 'Another Terrible Day' you could really feel how much Mr.D didn't want to be at Camp Half-Blood with a bunch of children. George was the first person to leave the theater and sign things for fans. I took a picture with him then accidentally deletes it, but he was very kind and took a moment to take another one with me.

James Hayden Rodriguez: As Luke James did a good job showing how close his character was with Annabeth. (and the romantic tension between Annabeth and Luke was portrayed) James did a good job at making Luke a loveable character. The very end in which Luke's alliance to Kronos is revealed was somewhat shaky. To be fair, it is very awkward to end a musical on a cliffhanger. I would have been understanding if they cut this part of the show out and just ended it at 'The Last Day of Summer', but I am happy that it was there because it gives Luke another layer of depth. The only thing is that I'm not sure if there is going to be a sequel if there is I wouldn't complain. As Ares James was simply badass. During 'D.O.A.' I found myself looking at James, even though he was one of four ensemble dancers. He moved with grace and took control of the stage in all of his roles.

Johnathan Raviv: This man was an incredible Chiron. The way he walked on stage was perfect for the character and the reveal that he was a centaur was awkwardly funny and fit perfectly with the feel of the rest of the show. Johnathan also did a great job as Posiden, I loved the scene near the end of the show when Poseidon and Sally finally see each other for the first time in over a decade and there is blatant sexual tension that makes Percy as uncomfortable as you could imagine it would be to watch your mother have eye sex with your long lost father.

Sarah Beth Pfeifer: Was very strong as Clarisse and brought the toughness that we all know to the character. The scene in the bathroom was hilarious for she sheer stupidity of the concept, but the anger that Sarah brought to Clarisse in the scene made it even more enjoyable. In 'Put you in your Place' Sarah and Kristen's vocals were powerful and their incredible voices made this song one of my favorites. Sarah was a sweetheart to talk to after the show, she was kind and looked very tired.

Carrie Compere: This woman has some seriously amazing vocal cords. The performances that she and Chris gave as Sally and Percy in 'Strong' were so soft and loving. You could really see the connection between them on stage during this song, but Carrie really shined in 'D.O.A.' as Charon while guiding Percy, Annabeth, and Grover to the underworld. One of the best creative liberties that this show took was to cast this woman as Charon. I think that many of the people in the audience were skeptical to see a woman's name next to a role that most of us visualized as male, but she was PHENOMENAL. Words cannot even begin to describe how much I loved her performance in this song. After the show, while signing a poster for a young boy she was told that it was his birthday and then she proceeded to sing happy birthday for him in the most over the top and amazing way possible. The young kid was extremely happy but not as happy as his mother who thanked her many many times after she was done singing. When she was signing my playbill my father told her that she was his favorite in the show at which point she graciously smiled and thanked him.

Quick list of the songs and what I thought of them:

Prologue/The Day I got Expelled: Strong opening to the show that tells the audience ‘This show is going to be a bit strange, but it will be a good time”

Strong: Very strong performances by Chris McCarrell and Carrie Compere, Sally’s motherly love for Percy shined through in the short song

The Minotaur/The Weirdest Dream: Cool stage combat, George Salazar’s exit when Percy passed out was hilarious

Another Terrible Day: Mr.D’s character was shown very well in this song and not much more can be said besides that George Salazar is hilarious

Their Sign: Begins to show Luke in a heartwarming way that also foreshadowed the end of the show

Put you in your Place: Kristen Stokes and Sarah Beth Pfeiffer both were very strong in their performances with this song, I loved it

The Campfire Song: TEEN ANGST. This song was the most angsty thing that I have seen in so long and it almost made me burst out into laughter. I loved seeing all of the campers talk about their relationships to their godly parents

The Oracle: The way that the Oracle was shown on stage was very very cool and the transition at the end of the song to the next scene was incredibly smooth.

Good Kid: This was the angsty song that most of us have already heard. As I said above Chris had trouble with tempo because of the monitor, but He still did a great job.

Killer Quest: A nice upbeat way to end Act I with a very big bang

Prologue to Act II/I Ruin a Perfectly Good Bus: I loved the simplistic set design for the bus and the sound effects that were used for its explosion

Lost!: This song was a great lead up to Medusa

My Grand Plan: Annabeth’s struggle to be taken seriously it shown in this strong song, this was also the song in which I fell in love with Kristen’s lovely voice, it has also been stuck in my head sense I left the theatre

Drive: A nice upbeat break from the angst that Annabeth just dug up in the pervious song

The Weirdest Dream: A much needed softer song that still held its ground as a good song

The Tree on the Hill: Grover tells Thalia’s story to Percy and it is accompanied by a very strong silhouette visual that pulled it all together

D.O.A.: The song in which Carie Compere KILLED EVERYONE with her stunning voice

Song of Poseidon: Percy’s angst came back, but was not a bad thing

The Last Day of Summer: Luke’s reveal, and a generally enjoyable song

Bring on the Monsters: Enjoyable song that makes me want a sequel

The only bad things I have to say about the show are about things that I liked and am not upset about. There were some lines about smaller things that were easter eggs for people that had read the books that were about things like, Annabeth’s cap, dam snacks, the Lotus Cassino, and many more. The only reason that I felt that these things were a bit awkward was because they weren’t explored and some people that hadn’t read the books might’ve been confused. My father asked me a bit about Annabeth’s cap after the show and I started to talk about some of the things that happen with these smaller lines that never got a lot of depth.

I loved the show and recommend anybody to see it before it is over in 5 days if they can. I am planning on getting the cast album.

#Percy Jackson #the lightning thief #lightning thief musical #lightning theif #Lightning Thief Musical Review #Annabeth Chase #grover underwood #chris mccarrell #kristen stokes #Musical #Musical Review #PJO #percy jackon and the olympians

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artificialqueens · 7 years

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Primary care (a.k.a. the Poundcake ficlet collection) 4/13 [Katya/Alaska] - Spoky

Original A/N: I got a lot of likes for Ch.3 of PC and it made me all fluff inside, thank you!! I also have to agree with the anon, spitting someone else’s cum into a stranger’s mouth without their consent is legit fucked up. Children, don’t do it, it is not cool. <3

Beta: apatheticskeleton. Without her Ch.4 would have meters and not feet, a lot of missing commas and 14 typos. xx

New A/N: I hadn’t planned on posting this quite yet as the original plan was to post Ch.5 with it, but I saw Dandee’s post on AQC today and as I know that she reads PC, I wanted to cheer her up.

Therefore, this is for Dandee. Cheer up sweetie. xx (P.S. The rest of you, go see her selfies, the girl is gorgeous.)

Primary care (a.k.a. the Poundcake ficlet collection)

Chapter 4/13 - ‘Chicken’

‘Hieee!’ ‘Hi Alaska!’ ‘Byeee!’ ‘Hi, Alaska!’ ‘Hi, Alaska!’ ‘Hieee!’ ‘Hi, Alaska!’ ‘Hi, Alaska!’ ‘Hieeee!’ ‘Hi, Alaska!’ ‘Hieee!’ ‘Hi, Alaska!’ ‘Hi, Alaska!’ ‘Hi, Alaska!’ ‘Hieeee!’ ‘Hi, Alaska!’ ‘Hieee!’

Alaska closed the door behind her and leaned her forehead against it. People were exhausting. She was carrying a box of chicken McNuggets and a coke with her, the only things she had had time to grab. The set was swarming with people, familiar and strange, and she really just wanted some peace and quiet.

She turned around and realised she was occupying a recording room with a huge desk with at least a zillion buttons on it, a computer, couple of chairs and huge darkened window. In front of the window there was a leather bench and she chose to sit on that rather than anywhere near the recording desk, just to be safe.

She put her food down on the bench and looked through the window. On the other side there was a music room, but it was at least 10 feet lower than the recording studio where she was currently standing, probably for sound quality purposes. The room seemed to have every instrument one could imagine and a comfortable looking red carpet covered the floor. Alaska smiled at the thought of being able to record somewhere as fancy some day. One could dream. She sat next to her nuggets and took a sip of her coke before popping out her mobile. Absentmindedly, she began browsing through her social media.

Willam had posted some excellent shots from his latest gig. Katya was once again hugging someone’s naked ass. Roxxxy had won another useless title. Alaska backtracked her thoughts. Roxxxy had won another title. They were friends, she was supposed to be supportive of this pageant stuff. Sometimes she forgot that. A like for Roxxxy. Advertisements. Some political stuff about LGBT+ rights; she retweeted them. Someone snapchatted her a dick pic. Back to instagram and Detox’s new eyebrow colour.

She munched the lukewarm nuggets and smirked at the newest Sharon Needles read by Bianca Del Rio on Youtube. She chuckled and sent mentally some love to Aaron - can’t live with him, can’t live without him. There was a distant bang of a door and some muffled noises.

Alaska glanced away from her phone and through the window, into the music room below her. A couple had just entered the room and it seemed they were fighting. She had seen Trixie Mattel out of drag enough of times to recognise him and of course also his partner in crime, Katya Zamolodchikova in full drag. The two seemed to be exchanging some very heated words based on their expressions and hand gestures. Brian was waving his hands in the air while Katya kept interrupting Brian’s tantrum, who then started all over again while Katya was preparing to defend herself against whatever Brian accused her off. Alaska squeezed her eyes shut, her brain hurt.

The conflict looked like a lover’s spat when one couldn’t hear a thing they were saying. Maybe they had figured out that the internet imagined them having sex with each other and disagreed on the dynamics? Or maybe Katya had murdered Brian’s favourite wig and it was time for consequences? Alaska smiled, it was none of her business, but it was also not her fault that they had chosen to have their fight in front of her, so she continued to watch the silent war while picking at her lunch.

It was actually quite something. Both Brians seemed to give the other enough time to express themselves properly and then gave a reply that seemed to match the other’s force and energy. It was a completely different dynamic than what Alaska was used to in her relationships. It was almost like the two were fighting but knew beforehand who was the winner and who was right, but needed to have the fight anyway. It was rather poetic really.

There was a quiet knock on the door. Alaska sighed as the door opened and to her surprise it was her favourite ex.

‘Well hello you,’ Alaska smirked at Aaron, who smiled warmly.

‘Sorry to bother, Fame saw you coming in here,’ Aaron explained how he had found her.

‘I’m not hiding,’ Justin answered, dropping Alaska to the background. ‘I just wanted some space.’

Aaron nodded, walked next to Justin and stole one of his nuggets. ‘How are you?’

‘I’m good. Watching the latest drama of RuGirls folding in front of my eyes.’

‘Huh?’

Justin indicated towards the BB-conflict behind the window

‘Oh, wow.’

They watched in silence as the fight seemed to calm down, only to be instantly back in full flames after something that Katya had said.

‘They have a better dynamic than we ever did,’ Aaron noted and stole another nugget.

‘I just thought about that,’ Justin laughed. ‘Probably helps that they’re not absolutely hammered.’

‘Or high.’

‘Or high,’ Justin agreed. ‘How’s Chad?’

‘He’s fine,’ Aaron smiled and obviously tried to hide his happiness.

Justin chuckled. ‘You now I’m happy for you, right? Not like, ‘I’m happy for you’, but for real.’

Aaron smiled and nodded. ‘I know.’

They watched the fight quiet down once again. Brian took a seat at the drums while Brian sat on the floor.

‘I just… I wish you were happy too,’ Aaron said quietly and Justin wrapped an arm around his shoulders.

‘I will be. You’ll see. I’ll be so disgustingly happy and sweet your teeth will rot.’

Aaron snorted a laugh. ‘Looking forward to it, it’ll look amazing on Sharon.’

They shared a smile. The conflict seemed to have calmed down.

‘I don’t think it’s a lovers’ spat,’ Aaron said then, out of the blue, and Justin looked at him questioningly.

‘I heard about Texas,’ Aaron explained. Justin took some distance from his ex-lover and concentrated to his food. Of course. Who hadn’t heard about Texas and the show Alaska and Brian had provided?

‘I thought you had stopped that,’ Aaron said in a slightly judgemental tone.

‘What? Sucking dick?’ Justin asked icely.

‘Giving oral-sex performances for paying audiences,’ Aaron shot back.

Bitch.

‘I have. Never asked for a penny,’ Justin snapped and stood up. That was really a low blow. Aaron had no right to judge, what they’d done in the past was way worse. Justin stood up and walked behind the recording table, dropped the half-full box of nuggets on it and sat down. He wanted distance from Aaron.

‘You really like him, don’t you?’ Aaron asked with a gentler tone, almost as if apologising.

Justin had, however, already pulled up a wall. He was not prepared to deal with this. And what right did Aaron have, to come at him suddenly like this? None. Not anymore.

‘Like who?’ Alaska drawled defensively, playing stupid.

‘Fuck that. Justin. I know you. I know you better than you know you!’ Aaron snapped and turned to face the Slytherin Queen whose posture told Aaron that he disagreed entirely.

Aaron chewed his lip. ‘I don’t get it. He’s so weird… And insecure, and somewhat disgusting.’

Alaska raised an eyebrow. ‘Sounds to me like a pot calling the kettle black.’

Aaron stared in shock for a second but then cackled his signature laugh. ‘You’re right. I’m sorry.’

‘Mm,’ Alaska nodded in acceptance. There was a short silence.

‘Honestly though, what a weird type to have…’

Alaska snorted. ‘Oh bitch, please, at least I have a type! You keep going back and forth from gorgeous to fugly. It’s really fucking disturbing!’

There was a short silence before they both burst out to howling laughter.

‘Come on, I think the break is soon over.’

Alaska nodded, gathered her things and followed her ex-lover back to the set. They really had come far since their breakup.

* * *

In the music room Brian was staring at Katya with wide eyes and holding his right palm over his wide open mouth. They heard the recording room door click shut and immediately Brian let out a loud pithy laugh.

The Brians had had what Katya would’ve called a ‘disagreement about the realities of life whilst Trixie lived on a fucking imaginary Barbie planet’ and Brian would’ve called ‘Brian McCook being a crack whore dibshit, so basically just himself’. It had started as a discussion on how Katya did not like Brian’s new boyfriend, because he treated Brian like shit. Brian had disagreed and started complaining how Katya never liked any of his boyfriends because he was a selfish, conceited, delusional dumb fuck, who only cared about himself and did not want to see his best friend happy because his own fugly ass could not even land a trick. And only after that had they started arguing.

They had just arrived to the safe-zone of apologies and mutual compliments on how important they were to each other and how, of course, they wanted happiness for each other, when their discussion had been interrupted by a strident electric sound.

‘Christ, what’s that?’ Brian had asked, holding his ears and at the very same moment a familiar voice had flooded the room.

‘You really like him, don’t you?’

The Brians had started franticly to look for the origin of the sound. Brian silently mouthed ‘Where is that coming from?’ to Katya, while she was mouthing ‘Is that Sharon?’ back. They answered to each other with knitted eyebrows and a simultaneous silent ‘What!?’.

‘Like who?’

Katya froze. He’d know that drawl anywhere. Brian glanced quickly at his best friend but then continued examining the room.

‘Fuck that. Justin. I know you. I know you better than you know you!’

There was a silence. Brian had tried signing to Katya to look up, to show that they were in a recording room, not in a practice room like the sign on the door had said. Katya wasn’t, however, paying attention to anything else except the voices.

‘I don’t get it. He’s so weird… And insecure, and somewhat disgusting.’

That was thick, coming from Sharon, Katya thought to herself.

‘Sounds to me like a pot calling the kettle black.’

Katya smirked. Hah! Alaska one, Sharon zero.

‘You’re right. I’m sorry.’

‘Mm.’

Brian had grabbed Katya’s shoulder and forced the man to look up to the recording studio, where they could see the shadow of Sharon Needles out of drag.

‘Honestly though, what a weird type to have…’

‘Oh bitch, please, at least I have a type! You keep going back and forth from gorgeous to fugly. It’s really fucking disturbing!’

Loud laughter had filled the room.

‘Come on, I think the break is soon over.’

[end flashback]

Brian calmed his laughter down. That had been brilliant.

‘You think they knew about us, heard us?’ Katya asked in all seriousness.

‘No. You stupid fuckwit,’ Brian snorted. ‘Would they have had that conversation in front of us? Use your head for thinking for once.’

‘But it’s so much more fun to do other stuff with it,’ Katya joked.

Brian raised his eyebrow, ‘Such as?’

Katya started to push and poke Brian’s shoulder with his head. Brian rolled his eyes.

‘Who do you think they were talking about?’ Katya asked then and glanced back up, as if waiting for Alaska and Sharon to come back and explain themselves.

Brian did not see the point of beating around the bush. ‘You.’

‘Not necessarily, there is a lot of insecure disgusting weirdos out there,’ Katya reasoned.

‘Yeah, and I bet the Medusa has sucked all basic thinking skills out of them as well,’ Brian snorted and kicked Katya gently to the side. ‘Are we ok?’ he then asked uncertainly.

‘Huh?’ Katya asked, confused. ‘Why aren’t we ok?’

Brian stared at Katya in disbelief for couple of seconds. ‘Are you kidding me?!’

Katya kept a straight face exactly two second before he lost it and laughed. ‘Yesyes, I’m kidding, I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Yes, we’re ok, I’m so sorry. We’re ok, right? I’m so sorry - but your face!’

Brian snorted and turned to walk out. Katya was, however, faster and grabbed him from behind into a full body hug, meaning that she first wrapped her hands and then her legs around Brian.

‘I said I was sorry! I’m sorry. Can we be friends again? Please?’

Brian saw an opportunity. ‘Only if you let me go an-’

‘Done!’

‘I wasn’t finished.’

‘I don’t care, I’ll do the other thing too.’

Brian smirked. ‘And you tell me all about Cobra Mama in detail.’

Katya went little pale, untangled herself from Brian and took a step back. Brian crossed his arms demandingly.

‘But you know what happened.’

‘Yes, I have the Detox, the Roy, the very descriptive Adore and the Alyssa version. I want Katya version.’

‘Fine,’ Katya gave in and then added firmly. ‘Later.’

Brian lifted his arms in surrender and the pair exited the room.

* * *

When Katya finished at the set she headed straight to the dressing room. According to her phone she was exactly 36.3 minutes late from her meeting with Brian. When she arrived to the dressing room Justin was finishing his packing and was stuffing his make-up bags into a red suitcase.

‘Need a hand?’ Katya asked and got a smile.

‘Only if they’re normal sized and attached to a fully functional human body,’ came the reply.

Katya smirked. He knew her well. She kneeled next to Justin but made no effort to help him pack.

‘Umm.’

‘Yes?’

‘Well there’s no nice way of saying this so I’m just going to say it, then at least it’s over with, like a Band-aid and hopefully it’ll hurt less than if I wore it out, you now. So like, you must know that everyone knows about Texas. Like, me-you-Texas, and like Trixie was asking about it and I think she was upset I hadn’t told her before she heard from someone else and I have to tell her tonight, with details, and I just wanted to tell you, now that you are here, that I’m going to tell her, about the details, and I probably wouldn’t have thought about telling you if I hadn’t seen you, which I obviously should have, but now you know.’

Katya took a deep breath and met Justin’s eyes.

‘Impressive,’ was Justin’s reply.

Katya was confused. ‘Huh?’

Justin continued packing and gave a small smile. ‘No, it was just very impressive you could say all that with a single breath.’

Katya laughed and slapped Justin’s shoulder. ‘Bitch.’

There was a short silence and Justin seemed to be considering what Katya had said. At least Katya hoped he was considering it, and not for example how to slice her into tiny pieces and feed to pigs. Justin stood up and Katya followed suit.

‘Look, it’s fine. It’s your decision, and I really don’t mind. It’s a co-ownership on the details and you can do whatever you want with your half.’

Katya glanced at Justin who was wearing black tight jeans, a black Alaska T-shirt and a white jacket with a K on the back. His hair was styled and while he looked little tired Katya had to admit the man looked edible.

‘I just. It felt private,’ Katya said, unsure.

Justin laughed. ‘What’s private anymore? I have like five different social media accounts I keep updating with different stuff to keep people interested. Nothing’s private anymore and if you’re such a chicken about it, maybe you’re in the wrong business honey.’

Katya stared at Justin who seemed to be entirely serious. Then again, he probably was. Katya snorted.

‘You’re calling me a chicken?’

‘Yeah, I guess I was,’ Justin chuckled and Katya had never been as grateful of 6 inch stilettos because she certainly was a lot of things, but not a chicken, and the added height gave her an advantage.

She stepped to Justin who automatically stepped back, only to be trapped by a wall. Who’s the chicken now? Katya smirked at the thought and took the opportunity as it presented itself, she pressed her lips firmly onto his. It took Justin only a nano-second to catch up and then they were kissing. With passion. Hot, sexy, wet, hard - did she mention hot? Those were only few of the words Katya would’ve used to describe it. Justin’s hands found themselves onto her hips and Katya smirked. They should’ve been doing this a long time ago. She groped between his legs and was happy to find him interested.

It was at the exact same moment when Katya prepared to open Justin’s fly that she heard the phone, which based on the ring tone, had been ringing for a while. Brian. She stopped the kiss and pressed her forehead onto Justin’s shoulder to catch her breath.

‘Maybe you can tell her the details of tonight too, you know, to keep her happy,’ Justin said through deep breaths.

Katya laughed.

‘You should take it,’ Justin said with a more in control voice than what Katya could’ve achieved right there and then.

‘Yeah, ok,’ she replied and took the call. She was listening to Brian’s complaints about cold pizza, while watching through the mirrors as Justin packed his bags, gave her a small wave and walked out.

She wondered how long it would take him to notice that he had lipstick all over his lips and chin. The thought made her giggle.

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Of course, of course! Let me use names, it might make it more understandable :) But feel free to switch their roles! "Modern AU: Clarke can't sleep at night; Bellamy often wakes up with nightmares. He ends up seeing all of her late night Snapchats and Instagram posts. Cue adorable late night talks, etc." Hope this helps!

I twisted it a little bit because Im incapable of writing angst… So it’s Bellamy having weird dreams and Clarke not sleeping at night! Social Media Au!

thank you @bellamybb for reading this over! tagging some people who showed interested in this @francyfifty @prongsno and also @selflessbellamy @marauders-groupie @boob-morley @hiddenpolkadots because i want your thoughts on this

Keeping me up at night

ClarkeGriffin: Should I stop drinking coffee or should I continue not sleeping atnight?

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Wells Jaha:you’re gonna die at 30

Raven Reyes:you could never stop drinking coffee. Rip friend. Nice knowing you.

Clarke wasn’t a big sleeper. Everhad been. Apparently, she didn’t need a lot of sleep to function.

However, she needed a lot ofcaffeine.

Her phone vibrated with a newFacebook notification: Bellamy Blakecommented on your post.

Bellamy Blake: I knew you were a fake. Idon’t sleep at night by my own means thank you very much.

She smiled and immediatelyanswered.

Clarke Griffin:yeah you’re right. Coffee got me awake since im a baby…

Bellamy Blake:clearly. Don’t do drugs kids.

She didn’t know Bellamy thatwell. She only met him once for one of Octavia’s birthday party but theysomehow ended up following each other on most social medias. She wasn’tcomplaining because he was fun and he seemed to not sleeping at nights, justlike her, and they always ended up talking through the night… She liked him.

Clarke laughed out loud when she saw the picture Bellamy sent her inreply of her story. She opened the messaging system and typed:

C: so what’s the problem tonight mister-weird-dream?

B: Have you ever dreamed you were in space?

C: of course. what do you think am i? an amateur?

B: fair enough.

B: but how was it for you? because it was weird for me

C: you sound like you tried some new weird sex thing

B: why are you messaging me again?

C: i like the weird sex stories (:

B: this conversation is over.

C: come on… distract me im bored

B: well go to sleep.

C: haha funny

B: I try.

C: anyway when i dreamed i was in space i was alone floating in thesky something aesthetic like that?

B: okay…

C: what? What did you dreamed about?

B: earth was destroyed, people lived in space in a weird ship? Andthere was a fucked up system where people were sent in prison for anything? idk

C: you’re really weird

B: thanks.

It was actually a little weirdthat they didn’t run into each other yet. They did live in the same city. Theydid have friends in common. It was only a matter of time… And apparently, timewas up.

Clarke had her eyes fixed onher phone, her bag falling of her shoulder, her hair falling in front of hereyes, the phone in one hand, a cup of coffee on the other one. She bumped intosomebody, spilled her drink. And of course, it was Bellamy.

“Oh I’m so sorry! I’ll get youcleaned up, I’m sorry I wasn’t looking!”

“Relax, princess, I wasn’tlooking either.”

Only then – only after hearingthe nickname – she leveled her gaze up and met his. Bellamy Blake was wayprettier in real life.

“Oh it’s you.” She just saidand she winced because what the fuck wasthat?

He laughed. “I’m sorry to be adisappointment.”

Her eyes widened. “Oh no! Ididn’t mean… I’m sorry-”

“Hey relax. I was just messingwith you.” He shrugged and ran a hand through his hair. Clarke simply blinkedtwice.

“You’re still wet.” She said,because clearly she was weird and he had a bad effect on her. He raised aneyebrow at her, a small smirk forming on his lips. “I mean… You still coveredin coffee…”

He licked his lips then andClarke blinked once more.

“Clearly” he said “but exceptif you have a shirt in your bag I don’t know how this situation would evolveany time soon.” The smirk was fully on his lips then. So she rolled her eyes.

“Okay Mister Smart-Pants. I’msorry I ruined your very basic and very brown shirt. I’ll buy you another oneone day if you want.”

“Wow someone is cranky.” Buthe was still smiling.

“I need coffee to function.But you got my cup all over yourself so…”

“How is it my fault now?”

“You did say you were not lookingeither, remember.”

“It was your coffee! Youshould have watch out!”

“Okay Mister-Weird-Dream youshould stop right now because-”

She didn’t have the chance tofinish her sentence because Octavia showed up right at this moment. Oh right.She was supposed to meet Octavia. Not her brother.

“Hey O.” Bellamy said, thesmirk still on his lips.

“Hi… Bellamy? Clarke…” Octaviahad a confused look on her face and Clarke couldn’t really blame her.

“So I was going to the malland Clarke spilled her coffee all over me… I’m gonna go now!”

He went in the directionOctavia came. Clarke could still see him smirk at her and wave as he lookedover his shoulder.

“Why were you flirting with mybrother, Clarke?” Clarke choked on nothing and scoffed.

“I was not!”

Later that day she received atext from Bellamy.

10:34pm [Bellamy] You owe me a shirt.

10:35pm [Clarke] Well you owe me a coffee jerk. She replied. Andit was only later that she got the date subtext… Oh well…

@bellblake: had the strangestdream. Was a salmon, got eaten by a bear. #wtf #terrifiedforlife

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@thegriffinprincess: @bellblake Iraise you with my became-a-real-life-dragon-and-destroyed-earth dream

@bellblake:@thegriffinprincess from what I’m hearing you became world’s ruler and I goteaten… which is worse?

@thegriffinprincess: @bellblake surelyit’s being world’s ruler too much responsibilities.

@bellblake:@thegriffinprincess you’re right as a salmon I lived a pretty nice life

@themurphylife:@thegriffinprincess @bellblake please go be eaten by a bear. BOTH OF YOU.

Bellamy couldn’t help butsending her a private message.

B: i see youhave been having weird dreams too. welcome to the club

C: I hardlysleep… and it was maybe when I was five?

B: you dreamedyou were a dragon destroying earth at five?

C: yeah

B: you’refucking terrifying.

Clarke smiled at her phone,fondly.

BellamyBlake: any ideas for things to do when you cant sleep (aka every night?)

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Clarke Griffin:Read, watch TV, have sex, learn a new language, draw, pull pranks on yourroommates, cook or eat, do your laundry, dance naked on your living room, takea bath, write a novel, watch videos of funny cats on youtube, rewatch yourfavorite tv show, go visit the city at night, take pictures, annoy all yourfacebook friends with pointless posts?

John Murphy:Are you volunteering to have sex with Bellamy, Griffin?

Octavia Blake:Clarke, you can’t… You just can not tell my brother to have sex like it’snothing and getting away with it…

Nathan Miller:Clarke you can’t… You just can not tell Bellamy to dance naked in the livingroom. Sometimes I get up at night and I don’t want to be terrified for life.

2:45pm [Clarke] So I’ve got you anew shirt.

3:02pm [Bellamy] Great. I bet Icould find a place to find you a new coffee.

3:03pm [Bellamy] meet me at CostaCoffee? At 5?

3:05pm [Clarke] in England???

3:05pm [Bellamy] why are youmaking this so difficult?

BecauseI’m nervous as hell…

Clarke breathed deeply beforeanswering.

3:07pm [Clarke] Yeah okay

It was definitely a date. Ifwe were defining it by how much Clarke was freaking out. She was pacing. Shealready thought of changing of outfits to look nicer. She checked her make-up,her hair. She was freaking pathetic.

She only had herself to blame.She sent him the text. But she had missed him… Since that Facebook post hedidn’t interact with her as much as he used to. And she missed him.

3:34pm [Clarke] I might like yourbrother a little more than I thought

3:35pm [Octavia] shocking

She smiled at her phone,seeing in her friend’s sarcasm a blessing of sort?

3:35pm [Clarke] i might have adate with him?

3:35pm [Octavia] what do you mean /might/have?

3:36pm [Clarke] well we didn’texactly use the word “date” but we’re meeting for coffee?

3:37pm [Octavia] just go clarkeyou’ll figure it then

And she did. She showed up afew minutes before 5 but he was already there. She resisted fixing her skirtand walked to him. He welcomed her with a big smile and her heart did a funnything.

“Hi, Clarke.” His voice wassoft. He looked perfectly calm and at ease. She sat in front of him and relaxedunder his gaze. “What are you taking? My treat.”

“Well, it was the deal” shegrinned. But her face immediately turned into a horrified one.

“Wha- What Clarke? What’shappening?”

“I… Err, I forgot your shirt?”

He didn’t say anything for afew seconds, didn’t move an inch. Clarke began to take a deep breathe butBellamy bursted out laughing.

“That’s seriously notimportant” he smiled a little shy but with the same soft face.

She bit her lips, suddenlyoverwhelmed.

“You’re paying then? I thinkgonna take a mocha and a donut and…”

@bellblake: why am i alwayshaving these weird dreams

@thebetterblake: @bellblake ualways had these dreams y r u questioning this now

@bellblake: @thebetterblakeim allowed to be concerned of my mental health

@natemiller: @bellblake@thebetterblake i can tell u if u want: u r freakin mad

@bellblake: @natemiller@thebetterblake i knew we were friends for a reason

@thegriffinprincess: @bellblake whatwas it now?

@bellblake: @thegriffinprincessi was elected president and trump ate me

@thegriffinprincess: @bellblake wowyou like getting eaten

@thebetterblake:@thegriffinprincess @bellblake clarke……………………..

@thegriffinprincess: @thebetterblake@bellblake I MEANT LIKE THAT OTHER DREAM HE HAD

@bellblake: me featuring inmy weird ass dream of last night

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Clarke barely heard her phoneringing under the shower. She made it in time just before it goes to thevoicemail. She answered it without looking at the number.

“Hi?”

“Clarke, hi?”

“Bellamy?”

“Yeah… I’m sorry… I shouldn’thave called… You probably have other things to do.”

“Bellamy it’s 2 in themorning… I have literally nothing to do right now. What’s up?”

“It’s nothing really… But youwere the only one I know who could be up this late…”

“No problem seriously.”

“I had this dream…”

“You always have weirddreams.”

“It was more like a nightmareactually…”

“Oh.”

She listened to him as he toldher about this nightmare. How he dreamed he was 10 again when his step dad beathis mother and how he would hide Octavia to protect her. And then he was backinto the present time and this man came back into their lives and manipulatedOctavia who ended up in the hospital because of him but blamed Bellamy foreverything…

Clarke listened as his voicebroke with a few sobs sometimes, showing how deeply he loved his sister and howimportant she was for him.

When he was done, shewhispered a few words, letting now that everything was okay, that he couldcount on her. Always.

They moved on on another topicand spent the night talking to each other, discovering the last parts theydidn’t know about each other.

1:54am [Clarke] are you taking ascreenshot of every one of my snaps?

1:56am [Bellamy] yes and?

1:57am [Clarke] nothing.

2:03am [Clarke] i do the same

3:02am[Clarke] I still have your shirt.

3:04am[Bellamy] my shirt?

3:04am[Clarke] you know the brown hideous one i got you to replace thebrown hideous one i’ve ruined with coffee

3:05am[Bellamy] oh that shirt.

3:05am[Clarke] yes. want it?

3:05am[Clarke] im at your door.

Bellamyopened the door and it was the most beautiful view Clarke could imagine.Bellamy wearing a large shirt and some sport pants as pyjamas. Looking at herlike she was stars.

“Could we date?” She blurted out. “Like really date?With kissing and maybe more. And spending afternoons at each other’s place. Andhold hands, I really would like to hold your hands like always.”

She seemed to realize that she said that completelyout of the blue and blushed. But it wasn’t really out of the blue, was it?

“You know what I mean… I got your shirt” she addedlifting a bag.

“I couldn’t care any less about the shirt, Clarke”Bellamy said, his voice deep.

“I’ve made of these efforts to find the exact same oneas this ugly shirt you wore that day and you’re telling me you don’t care?That’s rude, Bellam-”

“Clarke, shut up” he said as he put a hand on herwaist and bringing her against his chest. She laughed and put a hand on it. Sheraised her eyes then, to meet his and smiled, biting her lips slowly.

“Could we date?” She repeated as his lips weredescending to hers. She was smiling way to much to be a proper kiss but shedidn’t care and he didn’t seem to either. She fold her arms behind his neck toput him even closer and he almost lost his balance.

“Let’s date” he finally said between kisses.

Octavia Blake posteda new picture of you.

Herewe go. Bellamy and Clarke being the worst couple ever. Delete them from theInternet please.

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credit to @mrsiriusblack for the last manip!

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awooters · 5 years

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CRUISE: NAOMI IS BEING FORCED TO GO

“I can’t believe your dad has passes to go on a cruise to the caribeen,” Miranda said as Naomi and her were putting on their makeup on in the bathroom. Naomi has this big fabulous life. She even has people doing her makeup for her. But today she wanted to do it herself. Naomi was doing a makeup tutorial as Miranda was holding Naomi’s phone to get a close up of Naomi’s face. “So now we do the final touches. And... perfect,” Naomi said finishing. Miranda gave Naomi back her phone. Naomi now was admiring her handiwork. “Did you even hear what I said?” Miranda asked her. “No, what did you say?” Naomi asked. “I said I can’t believe your dad has passes to the caribean,” Miranda said. “Oh I actually don’t go on those cruises. You should take Hailee with you,” Naomi said posting selfies on snapchat. Miranda is used to hearing how ungrateful Naomi is about everything. Miranda herself wishes she could be so lucky enough to live in a 40 million dollar mansion. But unlike Naomi, Miranda was very grateful for the things she had. Her mother didn’t raise her to be spoiled. She now had realized it was a good thing that she wasn’t a total brat like Naomi. But Miranda thought that she would be a good influence on Naomi to be a better person. Her parents thought so to. You see Naomi’s mom Hannah and Miranda’s mom Loretta grew up with each other. All because Hannah’s mom celine and Loretta’s mom Georgette became friends in college. But even though they both lived different lives with Georgette and Celine had before puppet sisters. However unlike Hannah and Celine, Naomi didn’t care to want to be friends with Miranda. All because Naomi wished Miranda wouldn’t worry so much about work and have a little fun. Like be on snapchat. But Miranda wasn’t supposed to have any social media except facebook. Sometimes Miranda couldn’t stand Naomi because she was so not fun. She never wants to go anywhere, she’s always about herself. She’s always on her phone. Miranda thought of Naomi as the Kim Kardashian sterotype. Except Naomi didn’t have a boyfriend. The only good value Naomi had was she doesn’t believe in sex before marriage. “Naomi get in here,” Hannah yelled out for her daughter. “Why are you standing there go fetch my mother for me, go, go,” Naomi said. “She said your name not mine,” Miranda stood up for herself. “Naomi Willow get in here now,” Hannah yelled out. “You’d better go get her or she will be mad at you,” Naomi said as she brushed Miranda off to her mother. “Naomi you’re unbelievable,” Miranda said about to walk off demanding Naomi’s command. “I know right?” Naomi said as she was playing on social media. “Ugh!” Miranda shrugged. “NAOMI!” Hannah yelled even louder. “Excuse me Mrs. Willow, Naomi told me to fetch you,” Miranda said walking into the kitchen. “Again,” Hannah said. “What’s going on?” Jason, Hannah’s husband said walking into the kitchen with a new sink. “It’s Naomi, she told Miranda to go fetch me,” Hannah said. “What? That kid I swear I’m going to take that phone away from her. Why can’t we get that thing away from her,” Jason said putting the sink down on the counter that was cleared off. “I swear if it wasn’t for my dad giving her that thing she would have never treat me the way she does. I’m going to call him,” Hannah said as she was calling her dad. Jason was furious as he went up stairs into Hannah’s room. Miranda followed up from behind him. “I swear I’ll never find her, there are so many doors in her room,” Jason said out loud. “Excuse me Mr.” Miranda tapped him on the back. “Ahhh, Miranda please don’t do that you scared the crap out of me, what’s up?” Jason asked her. “Remember you have a call button. That way you know where everyone is at all times,” Miranda said. “Oh that’s right why thank you Miranda I appreciated it,” Jason said. Jason pressed the call button to ask where Naomi was. “I’m in the bathroom. It could take awhile,” Naomi said making some excuse. That was always her excuse. “Naomi I know what you’re doing and it’s not going to work with me anymore. Get your butt off your phone and get downstairs,” Jason demanded. Jason just heard the bathroom toilet flush. “Dad I’m not feeling well,” Naomi said. “Nice try kid but I wasn’t born yesterday,” Jason said annoyed. Jason heard foot steps coming toward him from upstairs. The footsteps had stopped in front of him. There in front of him was Naomi playing on her phone. “Naomi were you on your phone the whole time you walked down those stairs?” Miranda asked. “Huh? Oh yes why do you ask?” Naomi said. “Wow that sure takes talent,” Miranda said. “Yeah if you want to get a job as a celebrity. Listen Naomi why didn’t you listen to your mother when she was calling you from the kitchen?” Jason asked her. “I don’t know, she has issues I guess I mean come on give me a break,” Naomi said snapchatting what she just said. The snapchat played back in a different tone of voice. “Naomi,” Miranda said disappointed of how disrespectful her friend was being to her father. “Naomi,” A deep voice replayed on snapchat. “Alright that’s it young lady you’re grounded. So there will be no more of this,” Jason said taking Naomi’s cell phone away. “Hey, never mind grandpa was the one that gave that phone to me. I’ll just tell him that you stole it from me because you practically did,” Naomi said being very disrespectful to her father. “Ugh! I can’t hear this no more. Listen just because our grandmother’s became college friends years ago. And our mother’s grew up being friends doesn’t mean I have to be your friend,” Miranda said walking off being fed up over Naomi’s complete lack of disrespect. “Young lady I would say sorry to your mother if I were you. And while you’re at it you can find a way to make it up to Miranda,” Jason said as he was about to walk away from her with the phone in his hand. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” Naomi asked. “Give me back my phone,” She was too quick for him to react. “Young lady give that back to me right now!” Jason yelled. “No!” She yelled already up the stairs slamming her bedroom door and had locked it. She was a lot like Jason when it came to being stubborn. Naomi was also quick at doing things but she got that from her mother. She used to take authority better before she got her phone. That was a mistake obviously. “Honey what are you doing up there?” Hannah asked pressing the call button. “Honey I failed as a parent,” Jason said pressing the call button. “So I’m guessing you don’t have her phone in your hand?” Hannah asked Jason over the speaker. “Nope,” Jason said. “Jason dear I would like for you and Naomi to come down stairs please,” Celine said over the call button. “I’m on my phone nana,” Naomi said. “Young lady you’re grandmother said to come down and that mean’s this instant,” Bill, Naomi’s grandfather had said. “But papa I’m on my phone working,” Naomi said making an excuse. “We have a surprise for you,” Bill said over the call button. Naomi walked out of her room and practically ran downstairs. She ran into her dad on her way down. She finally made it into the living room. “Oh there you are,” Bill said as everyone gathered around the fireplace. “Give nana a hug,” Celine said. Celine and Naomi gave each other a side kiss on each cheeck. “Alright everyone gather around Bill had some big news,” Celine said as everybody formed a circle around the fireplace. “Ok so everyone knows about the cruise. But the big surprise is I’m only going to make it a cruise for only Miranda and Naomi,” Bill said. Silence had filled the room. “Papa that’s not exactly news. Wait a minute why is it only for me and Miranda?” Naomi asked thinking there was a catch. “Miranda and I,” Celine corrected. “Oh thank God nana you’re a lifesavor. And I thought I was going on the cruise,” Naomi said relieved. “Naomi you are going on the cruise,” Hannah said. “But nana said,” “Nana was correcting your grammar. You’re going on this trip,” Hannah said. “But, but,” Naomi complained about to love it. Bill had grabbed Naomi’s phone out of her hand. “Grandpa that’s mine. As a matter of fact you gave it to me,” Naomi whinned. “As long as you’re going on this trip there will be no cell phones,” Bill said putting her phone in the pocket of his trousers. “And also you’re going to be learning some new things on this trip. And you’re going to be making new friends. You’re going to be doing all sorts of things,” Jason said. “I can’t wait!” Miranda said. “You did this to me,” Naomi started to cry. “Naomi watch it,” Jason demanded. “No you watch it. I don’t have to listen to you anymore. I’m running away,” Naomi said crying as she had ran up the stairs to her bedroom. She had slammed the door shut.

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