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srorgana1 · 5 months

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Picture Perfect

Rock Star Kylo Ren/Reader

Warnings: Expecit Sexual Content, Marriage, HEA 🥰

Epilogue to Into The Reverb, requested by the lovely @ladyzimmerman

“Hold on Kylo” Patrice says, powdering his forehead and cheeks lightly “there ya go.” You look between them confused. What is happening? Kylo seems to sense it, side eyeing you. “Don’t worry baby girl it’s a surprise” he says as Patrice fixes his collar, exposing more of his tattoos.

Your lip quivers as you bite it. You have no real reason to be anxious but yet, yay anxiety. You try to stave off the incoming invasion of irrational thoughts. Should you be doing this? Is it too soon? Yes, the single is a hit on YouTube but is it really enough to warrant having an interview and photoshoot with Revolver Magazine? You didn’t honestly think so but the studio felt otherwise.

“Hey Y/N” a feminine voice says, rudely but thankfully interrupting your impending spiral. You look up to see your stylist for today looking at you, a perfectly manicured eyebrow raised and blush brush in her hand. Your cheeks heat up instantly. “Sorry Patrice, what did you say?” you say, hoping she won’t judge you too much.

She chuckles, giving you a soft smile as she puts down her brush. “I said you are done and wanted your opinion on it but obviously you have other things on your mind.” “Is it that obvious?” you mumble as you look down at your newly manicured hands clutching your phone. The dark wine colored stiletto nails make your hands look like they don't belong to you.

“Babe, it's okay. This is a celebration of you and your achievements. No one is here to bring you down” she says softly, placing a hand on her shoulder. “You know what I see? I see a hot badass bitch who stood up to the industry, gave it a big fuck you and then turned it on it’s head for the better, all the while snagging the hottest man in the scene.” You feel your blush deepen at her multiple compliments.

You know she is right. The lawsuit against First Order Records and the residual fallout did revolutionize the music industry. It exposed the over control the big corporate labels had over their artists and how they were unfairly compensated for their hard work. Many artists took the opportunity to jump ship and sign on with smaller studios where they had more freedom and control of their art. Fans were divided, but most of them loved that their favorite artists had a say now.

D'Kar had been growing by leaps and bounds, opening two new studios in Miami and New York. You had gone and helped Chewie get the Miami office off the ground, signing up and coming artists at every turn. You really enjoyed talking with them, learning about their unique viewpoints on music. It was fascinating.

The Knights of Ren continued to be successful as well, winning best new album at the Billboard Music Awards and Heavy Music Awards. You traveled with them to the UK for the awards show, smiling like a fool when they performed Never Giving Up live. The media presence was intense, requesting interviews but you declined stating you were there to support them.

When you returned back home, Kylo quickly asked you to move in with him. He didn’t make it a huge deal, just saying there was no point in being apart. You accepted and offered Rae your place, knowing it was bigger than her current place and would be the perfect spot for her to raise Kayla. You and Kylo took your time and ultimately made his place a home, a perfect mix of the two of you.

You continue to be KOR’s senior producer, assisting them in developing new ideas and music. Their newest album is due for release in March but their newest single, a collab with Horizons and AntiChri$t, a dark trap/Hip-Hop artist from Echo Station Records, was currently blowing up the charts. You loved watching Kylo work, always amazed at how he weaves himself into each note.

So when he caught you one evening toying with a song idea, he pushed you to try. You did after much coaxing and through the support of D’Kar and The Knights you released an acoustic song online. It was simple but full of meaning and emotion. Kylo and Vic of course didn’t take no for an answer and played the musical accompaniment on the video as well as the subsequent recording.

You had never been so nervous in your life as you were that day, setting off a severe panic attack. Kylo held you tight, talking you through your breathing exercises. You begged him to call it all off, saying you weren’t ready but he refused. He showered you in loving kisses, telling you how worthy you were and how much you deserved this.

Kylo. Your heart warmed at the thought of him. Your amazing, goofy, sexy but sweet, talented man. You love him so much and you thank the stars every day for him. “Yeah you're right, I know I’m luckier than most” you say, giving her a small smile. She smiles back as she grabs her hairspray.

“If it means anything my Arielle loves your song, she says it's really deep” she says as she spritzes and does her finishing touches. You never expect it to blow up the way it did. It felt good to know your song is touching multiple age groups. It was a perfect example of how music was truly something everyone can enjoy.

“Well if you want I can say hi to her if you want” you offer. “Really?” she says with wide eyes “no no that’s too much. I think just a picture with you will be enough. Are you okay with that?” You smile and look at her through the mirror knowing you two are becoming fast friends. “I think I can swing that”.

A knock on the door pulls both your attention. “Are you decent?” a prim English accent says through the door. You laugh and shake your head. “It’s nothing you haven’t seen before” you say as he enters. “Yes, that's what I’m afraid of,” he says, sounding uncomfortable.

You giggle softly at the memory of him catching you and Kylo in your hotel room last month. He had squawked about it being lewd and indecent while Cassian laughed his ass off calling him a hypocritical prude. He must be thinking of the same memory because his cheeks reddened as he huffs out a breath and rolls his eyes.

“Don’t” he says, the side of his mouth twitched upward. You give him a smug smile, saluting him through the mirror. “You did great Patrice as always” he says, walking up to the two of you and handing her a stack of bills. “Pleasure as always Huxy” she says as she packs up her bags. You stand, tucking in the front of your shirt as you join them.

Patrice must have told Hux about the photo, motioning to the both of you as he raised up her phone. You wrap your hand around her waist and smile, taking a couple photos with her. “Beautiful” he says as he hands her phone back. She smiles warmly and gives you both another quick side hug before slipping out the door.

“How are you feeling Y/N?” he says as the door clicks shut. “I’m okay, just nervous I guess” you respond, your fingers beginning to fidget. “Don’t be, this is the easy part. You killed the interview, now you just have to stand there and look pretty” he says as he phone buzzes. Easy for him to say, you think as his eyes darken and eyebrows furrow at whatever he reads on the phone.

“Sorry love but I got to go, the assistant will be here in a bit to escort you. You look beautiful and you will kill it” he says quickly as he turns, leaving you alone. You take a breath, trying to keep your anxiety at bay. You wonder what could be so important that would make Hux react like that.

“Fuck I thought he’d never leave” a dark smooth voice from the side, surprising you. You yelp, your heart almost leaping out of your chest. You turn to see Kylo’s head peeking out from the dressing racks, a huge shit-eating grin spread across his face. “Kylo! What the fuck!” you exclaim as you hold a hand to your chest, willing your galloping heart rate to a normal level.

“Sorry baby girl, it was just too perfect” he says, laughing as he ducks his head under the bar, exposing himself at last. You take him in, his fresh white button down and distressed black jeans definitely was not what he was wearing when he dropped you off, but damn did he look good. The soft white cotton fit his broad chest well, the first couple buttons left open to expose his tattoos. You eyes reach his face to notice the hunger in his rapidly dilating eyes. “Hmm” he growls “you look stunning” he says as he takes a step forward, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close to him.

The smell of his Tom Ford cologne hits your nose, making you want to melt into him. Damn him. You huff as you school your features, smack him in the chest. “Ow what’s that for?” he says dramatically, suddenly starting to tickle you. You squeal, pushing yourself closer to him to avoid his fingers. “Stop! Stop! Ok Ok!” you giggle “you just scared me is all.” He smiles, his fingers grabbing at your curves as he places a big kiss on the top of your head.

“God I love you” he says, squeezing you lightly as he takes your hand in his. You look up at him and his amber eyes say it all. The amount of love this man has for you still scares you at times. You truly cherish how much he trusts you with his heart. You sigh happily, knowing you will never be alone again.

You look down at the arm wrapped around you, the skin on his wrist still pink and healing. “You know you can cover it up if you want to” you say as your fingers trace one of his newest tattoos. “Why would I do that, beautiful? I got it in honor of the happiest day of my life. If someone doesn’t like well fuck them” he says, kissing your entwined hands. You nod in agreement. It was the happiest day of your life as well.

He holds you close, his cologne and his warm breath on the back of your neck soothing you. You feel him kiss there softly, his facial hair a hard contrast to his plush lips. Your body instantly reacts to his attention, a shot of desire making you shiver. The growl he lets out vibrates through you, further stoking the flames. He grinds his hips against your ass, his cock hardening quickly within its confines.

“Really Kylo? We don’t have time for this” you say, trying to distance yourself from him. Clearly he knows you are literally going to have photographs taken the whole world will see right? His grip tightens, his teeth lightly scraping against your neck. “I need a fix baby” he whispers against your ear, his tip of his tongue tracing the shell.

“We can’t. The assistant..” you gasp, your breath catching as his hand skims over your breasts. “We have ten minutes, I paid him off and I owe Vic a back massage for getting Hux out of here” he says as he spins you around and places you atop the vanity. Your hands slide down his neck as his lips slam into yours, his kisses needy but aggressive. It further ignites your need for him.

His wicked lips torture you, his tongue coaxing moans from you as he shifts your hips up, his fingers working the buttons on your pants. “You have to be quiet for me, baby girl” he says, his fingertips now tracing the top of your underwear. He smiles wickedly as you nod quickly, already desperate for his touch.

He starts kissing your neck, his fingers descending slowly, teasing you further. You gasp as his thick fingers finally reach your pussy. “Fuck me, you’re soaked Y/N” he hisses, his fingers exploring further and pulling your now useless underwear aside. Your grip tightens around his thick muscles as he inserts one finger, pumping slowly.

Damn his fingers. They are always so perfect. He knew from the beginning how to play you to make you delirious for him. You fight to keep your eyes open as the core tightens. “Fuck I love you like this” he growls, slamming two finger inside. He crooks them to hit your g-spot and rubs the heel of his hand against your clit. “Fuck” you whine, your hips shifting more forward.

“Shh, lemme do the work baby. Gotta keep you photoshoot ready. God damn it, this is so fucking hot” he grits out, biting the junction of your neck lightly as resumes his thrusting. You bite your lip to stop your sounds of pleasure. “I feel it baby girl, I feel you winding up. Please baby I need it” he says his voice getting lower and huskier.

Your body responds immediately, your back arching as your orgasm crashes over you. He swallows your moans with his own as you cum all over his fingers. “I love you, I love you” you chant breathlessly, placing your forehead on his as you catch your breath. “I love you more” he responds softly “I’m so fucking lucky.”

“We both are” you say as you take a deep breath, your body clinching as he removes his fingers. “Very true and it’s not just because I get to worship you whenever I want” he says as he licks your arousal off his fingers, his eyes closing in bliss. You fight off another shiver upon watching him. Damn him for being so fucking sexy.

A knock on the door breaks your lust filled bubble. “Kylo?” a shaky voice says “You good?” You look at him as he steps back, offering you his other hand. “One minute” he calls out as you take it, hopping off the vanity and putting yourself back together. You fix a couple flyaways and your mascara, smirking as you see him adjusting himself in the mirror.

“I can take care of that after” you whisper as the door opens, revealing a skittish looking assistant. Kylo places a hand on your lower back, leading you out to the hallway. “I am looking forward to it” he responds, patting your ass lightly. The assistant looks at the two of you nervously. “Lead the way Michael, after the shoot I’ll sign your stuff” Kylo says, running a hand through his hair.

The assistant nods, his face a little less nervous as he leads you both to a large room full of people and equipment. The photographer sits in a directors chair, barking out orders as assistants rush back and forth. Two of them pull you from Kylo and lead you forward to a source of the shouts. “Luke?” one of them says nervously. The orders stop instantly as a pair of blue eyes land on you. “Ms L/N? Pleasure to meet you” a short gray haired man says, offering his hand.

You shake his hand, hoping it’s not too sweaty. “I know you are new at this so here’s the synopsis. We will do pictures standing, on the coach and by the bike. Biggest thing to remember is not to stress, I’m here to lead you through” he says, one hand messing with the camera settings.

“Thanks Luke” you say as you are led in front of the cameras, the assistants hovering as Luke begins barking out orders once again. You try your best to keep your face neutral, not letting the assistants’ stressed energy get to you. “Okay Y/N I think we are good to start” Luke says transferring to the stool next to his chair “take a deep breath for me okay”.

You do so, shaking out your limbs and fixing your shirt once more before getting into position. Arms crossed with a relaxed posture with one hip leaning on the side of the couch. “Perfect” Luke says, camera clicking away. You spot movement behind him, your heart warming to see Kylo standing behind him, a soft look overtaking his features. You smile involuntarily, your nerves lessening when you hear him say “I love you”.

You are led through a couple different positions, both standing and sitting on a black leather couch. They were very professional, with just a hint of sexy. Luke complimented you through it, finally calling for a water break and a background change.

Two assistants rush you, pulling you aside as the couch is removed and replaced by a vintage Harley motorcycle. You smirk at the multiple memories of a very similar one. “Mine’s better that’s for sure” he says as he comes up next to you, immediately wrapping an arm around you. You nudge your hip out to bump his as Patrice fixes your makeup.

He kisses the top of your head, releasing you as Luke calls his name. You watch him wink as he turns and lumbers to the motorcycle, shouting something to Luke. No. No fucking way.

Patrice’s laugh pulls you from your shock at the dramatic turn of events. “What? He didn’t tell you? Figures” she says, trying to compose herself as she fluffs your hair and adjusts your shirt to more off the shoulder look, exposing your collarbone tattoo as you hear camera clicks behind you.

She smiles wide, her eyes sparkling with happiness. “He paid us all to keep this part a secret as a surprise for you. Yes, some are for the magazine, but most are for you two as your wedding photos.” Your eyes widen and begin to water as your jaw goes slack, finally putting it all together.

“Now don’t start that! Don’t make me have to redo my work” she says sternly. You shake your head, laughing at the ridiculousness of all this and how much Kylo fucking loves you. It’s seriously unbelievable. “Hey, you got this, okay babe? Just enjoy the moment” she says, leading you up to your man. You take his awaiting hand, his eyes darkening once more as he takes you in. “Yes Kylo keep that fire” Luke yells “Y/N get closer to him, yes like that.”

You get as close to Kylo as you can, your back to his chest and his arm around your waist. He nuzzles your shoulder in a couple while in others you share soft kisses. “Thank you” you whisper to him when Luke calls for a lighting change. “No need to thank me baby girl. You make me the happiest man on the face of this earth. It’s time the world knows” he says as he kisses you again.

“Alright guys final position” Luke calls out “ okay arms around her Kylo, yep that’s right. Remember left hands exposed and facing out, good perfect” He encircles you, a strong protective shell from the world. You know when you’re here you're safe because your husband will do anything to protect you.

As on cue, Kylo lays his head on your shoulder, his long black hair hiding his face. You feel him leaving kisses on your skin as you turn your head, nuzzling your nose into the side of his head. “Shift your arms down Kylo, yep perfect I can see her tattoo better now” Luke says as the camera rapidly clicks. “I love you Mrs. Y/N L/N-Ren” he whispers into your skin.

See the whole collection including original story:

You can’t help the tears that well up as your fingers caress the raised tattooed roman numerals on his side of his wrist. “Okay perfect guys, now show off the finger tattoos.” Kylo shifts a little bit behind you, raising his head to kiss your check. You hand lays over his, your matching delicate ring finger tattoos and wedding bands facing the camera. “I love you too Mr. Ren” you respond knowing no matter what life gives, you have each other and nothing will never ever break it.

I hope you all enjoyed their HEA, I know I did 🥰❤️ lemme know what you think on here or on A03 ❤️

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daintyduck99 · 7 months

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lighting up when you see them and reggie x julie x kayla?

"You've got Julie today?"

Reggie blinks as Bobby's words break through, faltering in his humming, but not his movement. Cleaning his equipment is as automatic as tuning his bass these days, all nimble but well-practiced motion.

"Maybe," Reggie hazards. "Why?"

"Because you're practically glowing, and you only smile like that when Julie and her girlfriend come around. I'm not blind."

Reggie splutters. "Wh—I—I always smile!"

"Yeah, but not like this."

Bobby flashes a full-blown grin that's almost alarming to see on his usually stoic face, complete with fluttering eyes and a dreamy sigh before dropping the look.

"Seriously, dude, none of you are subtle."

For a long moment, all Reggie can do is blink at him some more, hands suspended over his work station like a puppeteer's.

Finally, he settles on replying with, "What?"

Bobby sighs. It's his normal, long-suffering one, and he levels Reggie with a flat stare.

"Come on, Reg. Julie didn't have any tattoos before you, and now she has an entire garden made up of your work."

"Okay, so maybe she admires my art—"

Bobby makes an exasperated sound.

"Sure, but they both really admire you."

Reggie swallows. He lowers his hands, shifting on his stool, and looks away.

"Bobby, it's really not—they're cool clients, that's all. Or, well—Julie is. Kayla's just a really sweet and supportive girlfriend."

Bobby snorts. "Julie hasn't needed support since she got her first tattoo, and that was mostly because it was sentimental. You comforted them both just fine, if I recall."

Reggie points the nearest pen at him.

"Hey! Unlike you and Luke, I actually know how to comfort a crying girl. Sue me."

"Can't. It would kill most of our business."

"Oh—" Reggie tosses the pen, scowling when Bobby swipes it out of the air. "Why are you pushing this so hard, anyway?"

"I'm sick of the pining," Bobby says, still deadpan, but he cracks a small smile as Reggie groans. "Dude, it has been forever. And I just want you to be happy."

Reggie heaves a sigh. His heart lurches with it. "I am happy, B. Aren't I usually?"

Bobby shrugs. "Sure, but you know what I mean. And you three act like—like you've swallowed the sun when you're together."

And that's a sweet thought, but—

Bobby shatters his headspace again.

"I can prove it to you, too. How's that?"

Reggie's doing a lot of blinking today.

Bobby just sighs and starts explaining.

"Let me check them in. Fifty bucks says they'll be disappointed to see me, but they'll brighten up when you walk out."

Reggie swallows. "And—if they do?"

"Then I'll give you your fifty dollars back so you can put it towards taking them on a nice date once you're done with Julie's tattoo. She won't be a client anymore, so."

A smile spreads across Reggie’s face.

"When did you get so smart, B?"

He smirks. "Comes with being ace."

"Comes with being ace my ass, you and Luke are the ones who took forever to—"

Bobby's deadlier with his aim, as it turns out. The pen nails Reggie squarely in the chest, and he's still rubbing what's surely the beginning of a bruise, pouting slightly, when Julie's appointment rolls around.

He hangs back, feeling only a little silly as the bell chimes and he peers around the corner, zeroing in on Julie and Kayla.

Julie's got a small frown playing on her lips, and Kayla's forehead is scrunched slightly, but Bobby just greets them normally, pulling out the paperwork.

It's Kayla who tentatively says, "Is Reggie okay? It's just…we've never…"

"He's fine," Bobby replies easily. "He's just giving the design a final once over since it's such a detailed piece. I'll get you checked in and he should be out in a bit."

And Reggie has to admit—

The girls are polite with Bobby, friendly even now that he's addressed where Reggie allegedly is, but the interaction does lack something Reggie is used to.

A certain—warmth.

When he finally steps out to greet them and a grin blooms on his lips, they beam right back, perking up rather noticeably. Blossoming rather prettily with those smiles and their fluttering eyes, and oh—

He tends to mix his metaphors, so he isn't sure who's the sun and who's the sunflower(s?), but he understands what Bobby meant when he said he's not blind.

Christ, how could he have been?

Bobby's kind enough not to say I told you so, though, and Reggie does end up using the money he lets him keep towards that first date—

Although Reggie technically takes both girls on as clients again a year later when he designs the trio's first matching tattoo.

#what are we prompts #jatp royal purple #reggie x julie x kayla #ficlets with ash #julie and the phantoms

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paigelts05 · 1 year

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FNAF AR Emails - Fazbear Entertainment Employees

https://www.deviantart.com/paigelts05/art/FNAF-AR-Emails-Fazbear-Entertainment-Employees-950202356

Published: Feb 19, 2023

It's time for more FNAF AR designs. Some villains and neatural parties this time. Fazbear Entertainment's direct employees. Some of whom have it out for the maintenance firm and robotics company. =°•.🌹.•°= 📠 Kayla Stringer Kayla is not 51. Due to a clerical error, her mother's date of birth was put onto her employment records instead of her own, leaving her in the ironic situation of being legally 51 at Fazbear Entertainment and unable to change that despite being a lawyer in their legal team, whilst actually being somewhere in her early 20's. She's a bitch with a capital B. Used to bully Anna at school, studied law, was a bully in the courtroom, and her talent got scooped up by Fazbear Entertainment. Begun to don a standard issue mask to help herself cope with the realisations of what was going on after her employer announced her as dead, despite being alive. 💻 James Campbell James, or Jim as he is sometimes known, is Steven Wilson's childhood friend. A few (nine) years older, but they were still friends until Jim turned 16. He started drifting away from his younger friends, and all Steve knew is that his friend went to study IT. They did meet up again in college (much to Jim's chagrin), and for all Steve knew, they were friends again. Jim went to work for Fazbear Entertainment, Steve went to work for a friend of his, but Steve had always considered Jim a friend, and contact. He's the only one who has never wore a mask, and he really wants to stay out of all of the glitchcult stuff, but he's willing to get involved ONLY if doing so can help Steve. ⚙️Charles Ramirez BASTARD MAN. Uses his name and a series of unfortunate (but not for him) coincidences to force a contractor, Charles D, to do his work for him so that CD's company can take the fall for what Fazbear Entertainment has planned for the animatronics Charles Ramirez sent thier way to develop. His unique mask is made of heavy duty steel and can work as a welding mask really. 🕯️Todd C On the record, he is office staff. Some paperwork here and there, but his real job is cleaning up the mess the exec's make, and we're not talking cups and glasses. He is a 'Janitor' for Fazbear Entertainment. A role almost as valuable as an Exec's, as he takes out the 'living trash', as he calls it, on the exec's behalf. He is more than in on the cult stuff and has cleaned up his fair share of murder scenes. Due to this, he is of surprisingly high ranking so he has access to a real gun, just in case. He made his own unique mask so his colleagues could identify him as a 2-in-1 killer and janitor. Give him a target and he'll make it vanish without a trace. ⏳Cheryl M Due to her quiet nature, this office worker was scouted as a Paperwork Janitor for Fazbear Entertainment. She is familiar with cleaning up murder scenes and tampering with the appropriate paperwork to make it harder to nail down when and where the victim went missing, and sometimes even who the victim is, but prefers to stay away from the actual action, instead working in a team with Todd where he kills, both of them clean, and she forges the needed paperwork to delay and misdirect any investigations. Armed with a tranquilliser gun, just in case someone gets too close to any mess, or in case she's put in charge of escorting 'guests' around the HQ. She made her own unique mask so her colleagues can identify her as 'the quiet cleaner': an ask-no-questions Paperwork Janitor who given a crime scene, can make it look both physically and on paper as if it never happened. =°•.🌹.•°= More FNAF AR humans! This time, Fazbear Entertainment's own evil bastards. Jim is probably the nicest, and the only one you'd want to hang around with. Charles Ramirez is basically everything I conceptualised CD to be but wussed out on. This means that Mr Ramirez is going to be a heatless man who sends his employees to work on tasks that he knows will kill them. Cheryl takes on the kind of role that I conceptualised Nora to have before I decided that Nora and co would be joining Anna and co as the whistle blowing good guys. This means that Cheryl is careless and hearless but uses paperwork to ensure that in the case of everything going poorly, that her ass is covered. I didn't know Kayla had a canon age until she was cemented into my AU as Anna's childhood nemesis, and I wasn't about to change several entire plotlines (Anna HAS to be born in the late 90's, AR and SB take place between 2019 and 2022, so Kayla HAS to be about Anna's age), so instead I stuck her in a super ironic scenario of her employer having her down as her mother's age. Todd and Cheryl will be getting appearances in a fic that I started writing before I designed them. Also, there are three types of bunny mask, but the categories are shaky at best, and more generalisations than stone cold dividers: • Masks worn by executives. These masks are always bullet proof. Usually have a unique pattern and may have gadgets within. A status symbol. A type of unique mask, but something about them just makes you know that this is the mask of an exec. • The standard uniform one. This type of mask is made of wood. It is a black and white variant of Vanny's mask. These have no attachments, unless they are customised (at which point they become a unique mask even if thier design is not changed). Standard masks are generally used by those who have not got a unique mask OR if a team wishes to look uniform on certain special occasions involving Glitchtrap or Adelaide, or anything involving facial recognition. And yes, Glitchtrap did outsource the designing of the standard mask to Ness (who made it based off of her own mask), and that was the only thing Ness ever did willingly. • Unique mask. Any modified standard mask. This usually defines any specialised mask, to a person or a purpose. It may be made BY them, like Cheryl's, or FOR them, like the ones Mark and Anna were forced into. These masks may have attachments, like lights, PCB chips that sink into someone's skin to let a ghost control thier body, or illusion disks. The unique masks are more than likely made of wood and are only 'unique' due to a paint job and gadget attachments, but others have been known to be made out of every material you can think of, such as a dainty mask of fabric and wire, or a heavy duty welding style mask of steel. Some friend groups have matching masks. Most employees involved in the cult stuff have a unique mask, but do wear a standard one if needs be. And note: not every Faz Ent employee is in on or even knows about the cult stuff, unless they work at a HQ. Then it's hard to miss the groups of guys walking around in masks.

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kadee-pn · 2 years

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5/9/22

Today was a nice spontaneous day! After my physics lab this morning, I went to Chipotle with my roommate. I was inspired by my dear friend Joe because Chipotle is his favorite food spot ever. So, I decided to follow suit. That was definitely a great decision because my steak bowl was bomb. Afterwards, I went to Target and spent $50. Big ballin. I only bought a phone charger, some art supplies, and nail polish and that was $50. That was wild! I headed back to campus, met with a friend for dinner at In n Out, and then had a club meeting. My evening was chill, took a shower and went to bed. Overall, a good day spent outside n with friends!!!!!

Kayla tested positive again today, so she has to stay inside :,( Ughhh I feel so bad I know that she’s itching to return back to school but her return will be delayed. However, she had a great productive day with our lovely friend Selene which made her really happy! I’m happy for her as well :D She also caught up with one of her friends from Foundations in the evening. We both had nice days spent w friends and keeping busy <33 woo go us!!!!

#JP4ever

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romeo-oh-nomeo · 7 years

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Nailed it

#nail art #just kayla things

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anaiisapphic · 3 years

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okay so i saw a post about how nico is an extrovert who punished himself by not interacting with people(;-;) anyway here are interactions he has with character

he and the ares cabin actually get along well they spar a lot and try to teach each other moves they don’t know and often team up for capture the flag

he was pretty neutral with the aphrodite cabin but then they invite him over and help him with his hair(i have no idea when was the last time he wash his hair i wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t know what conditioner was) anyway they help with his hair although keep at arm length because they don’t want to overwhelm him and paints his nail(you imagine whatever color but i see him either in clear or black)

him and the hermes cabin get along swell, he doesn’t partake in their pranks but he likes to watch the end result. they kinda close because they knew him from when he was first at camp

and of course he gets along with the apollo cabin it’s weird if they don’t see him around. he and kayla get along really well because they both like to nag at will about HIS health(i just feel like he a hypocrite when it comes to his health and other people health)

all the younger kids see him as a big brother, he’ll train the younger kids he tho they can sometimes(mostly) be annoying he has the patience to wait and answer everyone’s questions. he sits in those small little chairs with them and make jewelry and stuff in arts and crafts.

he and will every wednesday go to the big house for Rainbow Alliance(that’s my school club name i think it’s cute) he surprised to see so many they all in tiny little groups doing their own thing. drew and mitchell are giving connor a makeover, jake mason and paolo talking very enthusiastically about something in the corner. Piper is there with leo and couple of other campers playing among us and it’s just a chill time to be around over queer people

just extrovert nico being with people he cares for

#percy jackson #nico di angelo #extrovert! nico #will solace #drew tanaka #jake mason #connor stoll #pjo mitchell #they didn’t give mitchell a last name #that homophobic #paolo montes #piper mclean #leo valdez

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frogsandmagic · 3 years

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*sighs and puts on clown wig* guess we’re doing more Julie and the phantoms musical theatre kid au because I’ve been deprived of theatre for too long.

Okay so Luke CAN do his makeup on his own, but why would he when he can just pretend to be clueless and have his wicked beauty do it for him???

Flarrie kiss in the costume room! Flarrie kiss in the costume room! Flarrie kiss in the costume room!

In all seriousness tho. Just imagine: this is after Carrie has a redemption arc, but there is still some tension between her and Flynn. They get into a silly fight over a costume piece that Flynn thinks is perfect but Carrie thinks it will fall off onstage. They are slowly moving towards each other, not focusing on the fact that the costume room is messy as always, and one of them trips and the other catches them. So now they’re just staring into each others eyes breathing heavily, until Flynn finally decides she’s had enough and just kisses her right then and there.

During tech week Carrie really lives up to her title of demon

Alex at this point is mostly dancing with Kayla in private, so when Reggie has a hard time with some choreo and Alex is just like “no! It’s done like this!” And absolutely nails it, everyone is staring at him like he’s just done the most impressive thing on this planet

After every show they give the director (Caleb) a big card and since Willie is good at art, he always puts little designs on it

At the restaurant after closing night, Flynn, Willie, and Luke are taking all the sugar packets and jams and DOWNING THEM

(They have those smuckers jams and before eating one everytime they all simultaneously go “you jam mother smuckers!”)

When they are striking the set, Reggie somehow gets himself locked in the prop room

Nick tries to be helpful when giving pep talks before opening night, but he just ends up stressing everyone out even more

The first time Alex was stage manager, he really valued calebs opinion on things because he didn’t know what he was doing, but now he just does things however he wants because he strongly disagrees with almost all of Calebs methods

Flynn is known for staying up late to work on costumes and Julie has to drag her out of the costume room every night

Julie isn’t much better, after getting home she practices her lines non stop

#Madi shut up challenge #you know what! no I won’t!#send asks about this if you want because I have ✨ideas✨#jatp theatrekid au #julie and the phantoms #jatp #alex mercer #julie molina #luke patterson #reggie peters #carrie wilson #flynn nolastname #willie wilbur williamson

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caught-in-the-filter · 6 months

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Nail Art - Loona (Helluva Boss)

"Yeah, it's Loona. Whoever you are, go for it."

#helluva boss #loona #helluva loona #nail art #nailart #helluva boss nails #helluva boss nail art #helluva boss loona #Loona nails #Loona nail art #Halloween nails #Halloween nail art #the cutest hellhound for Halloween #fandom nails #Kayla’s nail art

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Nail Art - Avril Lavigne, The Best Damn Thing

Keep holding on

‘Cause you know we'll make it through

We'll make it through

#nail Art #nailart #Avril Lavigne #music nails #the best damn thing #music nail art #music #Kayla’s nail Art #Head Above Water means a lot to me rn but this album cover makes for fun nail art

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Welcome to fic installment one of the childhood best friends au

Today marked the first day of Will’s favorite month of the year, October. Well it wasn’t actually the first day, but it was just as exciting. So many good things happen in October! The leaves started to change colors,he got to wear all the sweaters his nana made him,Halloween and not one but two birthdays! His mama’s and his older brother Michael’s. That meant double parties and double cake, and he got to see his sister Kayla at both! He loved birthdays so much, he just had one not too long ago! He was now a proud six year old, one of the big kids. Well, at least that’s what he told Naomi.

“I’m one of the biggest kids ever now mama!”He cheered, “I’m even older than Auntie Nat’s baby!”

“That’s right baby”She said with a fond smile, “Hurry up now and finish that banana, we gotta get your shoes on so you can catch the bus”

“Can daddy drive me like he does sometimes?”He asked.

“Now baby you know your father has work just like I do”She said.

“Work is stupid”he huffed, “I miss you guys driving me”

“I know you do pumpkin”She said, “But it’s only until next month, then i’ll be driving you to school and picking you up everyday”

“You promise mama?”He asked.

“My word is good baby, now go get them shoes on so you can make your bus”She said. He jumped off of the chair and raced into the living room looking for his rain boots. October didn’t always bring good things, but it did bring rain and rain brought worms. Will loved worms. He could barely wait for Naomi to zip up his raincoat before he was bounding out of the house. Just as he went to pick up a real wriggly one he heard a loud honk.

“Aw man”He pouted. Naomi chuckled and handed him his backpack.

“That’ll be your bus baby. Mama couldn’t pack you a lunch today so you’ll be eating at school. You remember your number?”

“212256!”He exclaimed.

“That’s right Will, good job”She said, “I’ll see you later, I love you”

“I love you too mama!”He said and made his way up the stairs of the bus. Being a big kid was weird now. When he was in Pre-K he didn’t start school until 9:00am, now he was on the bus with all the big kids, even the fifth graders. But, lots of things got weird when you got older so it was okay. He took his seat and began to daydream, hopefully the rain will stop by Recess so they can play outside today. Don’t get him wrong, he liked indoor Recess as much as the next kid but it was getting boring. You could only do so much with coloring and hand games.

The bus pulled into the lot and Will’s excitement only grew. There were so many puddles to stomp in! He grabbed his backpack and yelled a quick goodbye over his shoulder to the bus driver. His teacher was already here! He wonders how she always managed to be on time, did she sleep at the school? The possibilities were endless, maybe she was a superhero who flew to school every morning. He squinted his eyes a bit and shook his head, definitely not a superhero, what superhero would want to be a teacher? Before he could hypothesize any further he was ripped out of his thoughts.

“Good morning, Will,”she said with a smile.

“Good morning Miss. O’Conner”He said politely, “What are we gonna do today?”

“Well aren’t you curious?”she mused, “You’ll just have to find out when class starts”

He huffed. She always said that! Maybe one day she’ll finally give him an answer. He simply nodded his head and lined up with the rest of his classmates. They all seemed to be chattering about something and he wanted in.

“What’s going on?”he asked. The group turned to him and they all seemed to speak at once.

“We got a new student-”

“-yeah yeah and he’s from-”

“-italy! Isn’t that cool, Will?-”

“-yeah! Isn’t that so cool!”

He blinked once. Then twice as he processed what was going on.

“New student?”He asked, “But it’s October? Don’t we get new ones in September when school starts?”

“I dunno”one of the kids shrugged, “maybe he’s special”

Yeah, he thought, maybe he is special.

“Come on class”Miss O'Connor said, “We’ll be heading inside now”

The group of kids all but raced after her. The avalanche of children almost knocked her down as they approached classroom 104. It was one of the smaller classrooms and it was all the way down a long hallway past the cafeteria. It was kind of spooky looking on rainy days, but it was October after all so Will would accept the spooky. Once the door was opened the chatter stopped and the kids stood silently. There was a woman with long dark hair covered with a bandana, she wore a very pretty dress, kind of like the ones Naomi wore to church. To her right was a small boy clutching her dress with one hand and a stuffed bunny with the other. Will frowned, he looked sad.

“Class”Miss O'Connor addressed, “as some of you may know, this is our new student. Would you like to say your name sweetheart?”

He shook his head and pulled on his mother's skirt, she leaned down and they both whispered a few things that Will couldn’t understand. When she finally stood back up fresh tears were in the boys eyes and he fully faced away from the class.

“I am sorry”the woman said, “He is ehm...he is a little timid”

She had an accent he’d never heard before, is this what italy people sounded like? This was so cool!

“That’s quite alright”Miss O'Connor said, “I understand that it’ll take some time for him to adjust”

“Thank you”the woman said quickly, she leaned back down and whispered a few more hurried words and then she was gone. The small boy of course protested but was ultimately left alone, tears and all. A few students began giggling and Miss O'Connor sighed.

“Class, this is Nico di Angelo.”

The days went on and Nico was still as frightened as before, if not more. Once the other students realized that he wasn’t going to talk they quickly lost interest in him. He only minded a bit, he didn’t want to talk to them anyways. They were all too loud and made him like the room was fuzzy and that he couldn’t breathe. So he sat alone and colored his way through the day until he could see his mama. That lasted about two days until he got bored of it, I mean you can only color so much, people. The blonde boy who smiled at him the first day caught his interest, he wanted to say something but his accent was funny-well, at least that’s what the other kids said. He frowned, he spoke English as good as the rest of them, his tutors made certain of it and so did Papa. so he said nothing. He just watched and waited, until that got boring too.

He started off by sitting next to Will during storytime and was delighted when he didn’t scoot away. Then he sat with him during art time, a few other kids moved tables but Will didn’t. Of course Will was confused, but he was flattered that Nico chose him of all people so he just went with it. He was also happy that he could make Nico smile without them even talking, it was like he had magic.

This went on until the early days of November. The two sitting in solidarity and working on whatever task they were given. Will was patient, but patience only lasted so long when you were six years old. During yet another indoor recess he noticed Nico sitting at one of the tables thumbing through a picture book. He sat down and built up the courage to say something, anything. He noticed two little white ears sticking out the pocket of Nico’s overalls and grinned.

“I like your bunny rabbit, what’s its name?”he asked. Nico grinned back and pulled the bunny out lifting it up proudly for Will to see.

“Bianco!”Nico exclaimed. Will giggled and shook his head, what were those other kids talking about? Nico didn’t talk funny at all.

“Bianco...I like it!”He said.

The days grew warmer and indoor recess became a thing of the past. They unlocked all the hula hoops and jump ropes and even brought out the kickball. It was getting closer to spring and pleasantly warm, Will was happy. He loved the sunshine. He was playing catch with one of his other friends and out of the corner of his eye saw Nico walking away from a group of boys, he looked sad.

“Hold on Danny”He said and without another word ran over to his friend. Nico was crying but at the sight of Will quickly tried to wipe his eyes.

“What happened, neeks?”He asked.

“N-nothin”Nico sniffled, “not important”

“Were they being mean?”He asked, before Nico could answer Will was already stomping over to them. He was hopping mad, so mad that he wanted to yell, so he did.

“You guys better stop picking on my friend!”He shouted, balling up his fists. “It’s not nice! Miss O'connor said we gotta be nice to everyone!”

“But he’s weird!”One of the boys shouted back, he got a chorus of agreement. Will stomped even closer and dug his nails into his palm.

“I’m never playing with you guys again”He said, “You’re just meanies!”

He turned back on his heels and walked back over to Nico who had since stopped crying. He looked at Will in awe who was still trying to calm himself down. Those boys were such jerks, he wanted to hit them, but that’s also not nice.

“That’s okay Nico”He huffed and looked over his shoulder, “the sandbox is for babies anyways! We can go play on the swings instead”

“B...but I like the sandbox…”Nico said, quiet as a churchmouse. Will frowned and pulled the sleeve of his shirt to his wrist to wipe Nico’s tears. He hated seeing his friend so sad.

“Then I'll buy you a bajillion sandboxes! Just so you don’t gotta play with meanies”He said.

“A whole bajillion?”Nico whispered.

“A bajillion and one!”Will promised, “my word is good”

“What does that mean?”He asked. Will shrugged.

“I dunno, but my mama says it whenever she makes a promise”Will said, “now come on!”

The two giggled and ran to the swing sets hand in hand.

As the year dragged on the two grew even closer, much to everyone’s surprise. They had started sharing a mat together during nap time because it was the only way the two could sleep. Will tended to worry about his friend when they were separated, he knew Nico’s biggest secret and didn’t want him to get teased. Nico was now one of the big kids and he still sucked his thumb, but that was okay. He had just turned six so it wasn’t a big deal, he was still little. So Will made it his duty to make sure no one knew.

They also shared snacks during snack times. Nico’s mom always brought him yucky healthy stuff so it was also Will’s duty to introduce him to the finer things in life. He pulled out his lunchbox and held it above his head lion king style, song and all.

“You’re so silly!”nico giggled and Will did too, finally putting it on the table. He pulled out the sacred snack and placed it before the brunet.

“Here neeks, try this! These are called dunk-a-roos!”he said

“Dunk-a-roo?”Nico said slowly and scrunched up his nose. He wasn’t sure how he felt about this word...words? He didn’t know. It’s a little clunky and the letters are stressed in the wrong places but will still gave him a big smile.

“Yeah you got it!”

As Nico grew more comfortable he began to open up more. Will found out he had two sisters who he loved fiercely. Bianca who was in the second grade and Hazel who was in the other kindergarten class. If he loved talking about one thing it was those two, and Will listened intently.

“And-And yesterday after school Bee made us a tea party!”He exclaimed, throwing his hands up.

“Woahh with real tea?”Will asked.

“Yes!”he said, “me and Hazel and mama and papa and Bee all got dressed up and went into the garden!”

“You guys have a garden?”Will stressed.

“Uh huh!”He said, “maybe mama will let you come over sometime”

As much as he was fond of Nico, he was also a bit jealous. He wished that he got to see his siblings everyday like Nico did, but it was okay. His mama said that every family was different and she wouldn’t lie to him. He still got to see Michael and Lee during christmas and his birthday, and Kayla went he spent the weekend at daddy’s house. He loved his different family, even if Nico’s seemed perfect.

And sooner than later, he became a part of it. With the constant begging from Nico, Bianca accepted Will as another and very blonde little sibling to take care of. It made him happy to finally have a sibling to see everyday, and he’d always wanted an older sister. Two older brothers were too much, and a new little brother was coming. He scrunched up his nose, too many boys.

At the end of each day his favorite thing was to hop in the car,get some chicken nuggets and tell Naomi everything. So with the warm April breeze on his back that’s just what he did. He said goodbye to Nico,Bianca and Hazel(who was still a little shy) and hopped into his mama’s minivan waiting to spill. He was practically buzzing with excitement as he was strapped into his carseat.

“Hey baby!”She said and she tightened the last buckle. He smiled and leaned forward to kiss her cheek.

“Hi mama! I missed you!”He exclaimed. Her laughter could be heard from outside the car as she got back into the driver's seat.

“I missed you too Will”she said, “now, who’s that little boy you’ve been playin with?”

“His name is Nico, mama! He’s this big and he’s from italy and he still sucks his thumb durin’ nap time—but that’s okay right? Cause he’s still little?”

“That’s right baby, we should have Nico over for a play date sometime”

The next day after school Maria and Naomi got talking, Maria was so happy that she cried. Although a little surprised Naomi was quick to act and pulled her into a hug. It may have been a bit of an odd sight to see two women crying in a parking lot, but it was one of the least weird things most teachers had seen all day. When Maria had finally regained her composure she clutched onto Naomi’s hand like her life depended on it.

“I...I apologize, Nico just...the other kids are mean to him”she sniffled. “As his mother it is hard to see, I am so happy that he has Will.”

“Oh sugar don’t you apologize”Naomi said and pulled her into another hug. “I could say the same about my Will, he talks about Nico all the time”

“Nico loves him”She said and pulled away to wipe her eyes, “Nico loves him so much.”

“I could say the same”Naomi chuckled, “Will loves him fiercely.”

“Please, come over for dinner”she said, “I’m making Risotto-”

“-Oh Maria you don’t-”

“No no, I insist!”Maria exclaimed, “it is the least I can do. Your son has brought a new light to Nico’s eyes”

And from the sincerity of her tone, how could Naomi say no?

“It’s a deal”

As Naomi walked back to the car, the pride that filled her chest was soaring. Will was still so little but his heart was so big. It was amazing how he could do so much good and still not realize the gravity of the situation, how complicated it was. But it wasn’t complicated to him, he simply saw someone who needed a friend and became the best friend he could be. One day he would understand the good he did in its entirety, one day he’d be able to feel the same pride that she did. But they were still so little and that day was years away, so she would let them be little.

The school year came to a close and the two had grown exceptionally close. This of course called for a celebration from the di angelo family. Maria and Naomi set up the garden tables, while Hades fired up the grill, making small talk with Apollo. Will,Bianca,Hazel and Nico busied themselves by playing chase as they waited on the food.

“Come on Neeks, you’re too slow!”Will giggled as he darted across the lawn, “Me and Bee are getting away!”

“Nu uh!”Nico cried out and pumped his legs even harder trying to catch up. Poor Hazel being the smallest had given up a long time ago and resigned to sit at Maria and Naomi’s feet watching. Eventually Bianca tapped out too and decided that coloring at the table was more her speed. That left Will and Nico laughing madly and running circles around each other.

“It’s nice, huh?”Apollo spoke, poking the jaded man. “Seeing him so happy”

As Hades listened to his child's laughter, a sound even he wasn’t too familiar with, something swelled inside him. He hadn’t seen Nico this happy since they were in italy, and even then he wasn’t this lively. The telltale sign of tears crept up his chest and burned at his nose and throat.

And he let them fall.

He had seen a lot of beautiful things in his life.

But Nico’s happiness was the most beautiful of all.

a/n this was the first one y’all! I really hope you enjoyed it and leave a comment if you did. I really enjoyed writing these two kiddos, makes my heart warm

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procrastinails-art · 7 years

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#Nail Art #Nail Polish #Ceramic Glaze #Gradient #Kayla Ray Vinyls #Mani Swap #Nail Vinyls

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le-amewzing · 4 years

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The Lucky Chance

Will contemplates too much. ;w;

Fic: "The Lucky Chance" [FFN] [AO3]

Pairings/Characters: Will Solace/Drew Tanaka

Rating: K+

Words: ~450

Additional info: romance, angst, 3rd person POV

Summary: Love isn't embarrassing to him, but this infatuation makes him feel a little foolish.

He thinks that Percy's got it good. Annabeth searched for him for months and months, threatened gods and mortals alike, all to find her boyfriend.

Chris is pretty lucky, too. To have made a girl out of Clarisse is an amazing thing.

Then there's the new kid, Jason. His relationship with Piper is the worst kept secret romance since Aphrodite and Ares.

Will can't help but look at the luck of Camp Half-Blood and wonder how far that luck will extend.

Even Grover's got Juniper. And, though doomed, Beckendorf and Silena were the poster-couple for hope and life after the camp.

Will looks at his own cabin and feels he's at a loss.

Lee never had any luck—he died before he could experience life to the fullest. And Michael… He's been gone so long; Will only hopes that his half-brother is alive somewhere and not just an overlooked body in the remaining rubble of the war. Kayla, Austin, and the others…they'd prefer to perfect their music, archery, and healing.

Will wishes he could focus on all of that, but he can't. He just can't. Not when he's sure that Aphrodite (or at least her children) is up to her old tricks again.

But that's the concerning thing. If that were the case, then Will would expect the makeup and the flashiness and the frivolity.

Instead, his eyes always get dragged back to her, and not for her pink eyeliner.

For all that Aphrodite's daughters fool around with makeup, Will notices one thing about Drew: he likes seeing her nails bare, without polish, because they're just another, natural part of her.

Even Drew knows that jewelry and makeup are hindrances in battle, and Will likes it when he catches her right before and after things like Capture the Flag and the chariot races, because that's when she's at her most beautiful and honest.

And, and after those events, she tastes best then, too, because she's not hiding behind apple-flavored lip-gloss and spritzes of lemon-lime perfume. She's hard-earned sweat and glory and Drew, and while she might not be all warrior, she's not all princess, either—maybe she's his warrior princess.

Sometimes, when she rests her head in the crook of his neck when no one else is looking, he likes to believe that he stands a chance. He likes to believe that he's not just her rite of passage. He likes to think he's the first winner his cabin's had in a long time.

(Even if it's a lie and he dies of a broken heart, he likes to think that'd be all right, because at least he was happy with her for more than a moment.)

Dx In my previous Drewill drabble, "Blonde Ambition," I mention how fun it is to write fluff for these two…but, from Will's POV at least, they are great in angst, too… :O :') I think I just love writing them all around. And I also like all the canon couples mentioned. Wonder if Drew ever would remove her makeup and jewelry before a real battle… :L Oh, well—this was inspired by my idea that bare nails are best (says the girl who's done nothing but nail art for the past several months…) ;P

Thanks for reading, and feel free to leave an anon/unsigned review via the FFN link or comment via the AO3 link at the top of the post, especially if you enjoyed this!

~mew

2019 note: OH, MAN. Just when I type up the 2019 A/N for "Blonde Ambition," I then come to edit this other 2012 Drewill and get punched in the face with angst. Gdi. Dx Little to edit here, but still! ;w;

#pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #drewill #will solace #drew tanaka #fanfic #mew writes too much

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holylulusworld · 3 years

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Memories (3)

Summary: Sam tries to convince you to give him a chance while you are still pissed.

Pairing: Mobster!Sam Winchester x fem!Reader

Characters: Dean Winchester, Benny Lafitte, Arthur Ketch, Crowley

Warnings: angst, language, unrequited love, mentions of bad sex, arranged marriage, mobster business, jealous Sam, bratty/feisty reader, light smut, unprotected sex, fingering, the reader stops being silent and speaks her mind, implied torture

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“Ruby,” I see. Dean cleans the knife, smirking when Ketch flinches at the sight of a larger knife on the table. “Why did you help that bitch? Don’t you have standards?”

“She promised me something in return,” spitting blood onto the floor Arthur tries to catch his breath. “I just couldn’t resist.”

“Great way to die early, Ketch,” the mobster pokes the tip of his favorite knife into Ketch’s chest. “Now tell me about Ruby's plans. I want to know every little detail. If you lie, this will be a lot more painful for you.”

“She offered Sam’s empire and enough money to settle down to me. I only had to let little miss sunshine disappear for her,” two hours alone with Dean and his tools took a toll on the usually tough man.

“I think, my brother will love to hear you not only wanted to take over his empire but tried to kill his wife too. I hope she promised you enough money to take the risk of pissing Sam Winchester off,” Crowley smirks when Dean wilds the knife in front of Arthur’s face. “Now let’s talk like men, shall we.”

“We got Ketch,” Sam moves his hand over your thigh to tickle your skin with his fingertips. “Dean always was better in interrogating people. I lack talent when it comes to getting information from someone who wanted to kill my wife.”

“Why? I saw you hurt people before. A dangerous man like you should be able to get information from him,” you try to move away from Sam to not feel his warmth, but he slings one arm around your waistline to hold you against his chest.

“I would’ve killed him the moment I laid eyes on him,” he purrs in your neck, lips suckling at your sweet spot. “He almost killed you. If not for your habit to sit in the front, you could be dead.”

“As if you would’ve cared,” huffing you try to ignore you can feel Sam’s hand move under your nightgown. “Sam, what are you doing?”

“I try to seduce my wife,” he mouths his way down your neck, leaves little love bites on his way. “Now that I know Lisa lied, I’m going to try to make things up to you.”

“Y-you can’t just,” his hand slips between your legs, makes you shudder as his long fingers slide through your folds. “Sam, this is not the time to—”

“It’s the perfect time to reunite,” Sam nips at your earlobe, bites it playfully while you try to not give in. “I can’t leave you unsatisfied for another day. Let me give you what your body is craving. Just take what you want.”

“I want to sleep,” you fight the heat rising in your belly. It’s not the time to give in to your husband. He treated you like an enemy, was cold and distant for the longest time. “Sam, t-take your hand off my p-ussy.”

“Why would I do such a thing? It sounds like you are enjoying yourself to me,” he toys with your swollen bud, not stopping when you grasp for his hand. “Take what you need, kitten.”

“I-I need,” you hate your body tries to betray you. “Sam, you need to stop. Fuck, please. I need to cum.”

“Yeah?” Sam husks in your ear. “How do you wanna cum, kitten? On my fingers, or full of my cock. Name it, and you’ll get it, Y/N. This is about you, not me tonight.”

“An orgasm will not make me like you more,” right now, you like Sam very much, or rather his fingers. “I mean it.” It’s a weak attempt to not give in to the spark Sam ignited but you know, it’s useless. Your touch-starved body won’t let you get away with your stubbornness.

“Lemme make you feel good,” rocking your hips you try to get more friction and add pressure to your thrumming clit at the same time. “I want to fuck you deep and good. Just say the word.”

“N—” he takes his hand away, pulls a needy whine from your lips when he robs you of your pleasure. “No, don’t stop now!”

“Come here,” your back hits the mattress, your legs end up around his waistline and you wonder how Sam managed to flip you over and push his sweatpants down at the same time. “I’m gonna make you feel so good.”

“I—we shouldn’t,” you whimper breathlessly. “This is so wrong—,” your body is craving Sam’s attention, but your brain still tries to fight your needy cunt. “Sam.”

“I got you, baby girl,” he shifts his hips, eager to fill you. “Gonna make you scream my name, tell everyone in this fucking house you are mine.” Sam grips your left thigh, spreads you wider for him. “Fuck, I’ve missed this pussy.”

“Why?” you slide your hands over his arms up to his shoulders to grip him tightly, forcing Sam to look down at you. “You felt like a cold fish if we even got naked once a month to make sure you are going to have an heir.”

“When I believed you are cheating on me I lost my mind. Dad pressured me to get you pregnant and I just couldn’t get the images of you and my brother out of my head. I’m sorry for being a jealous idiot,” he nudges at your entrance, lips claiming yours in a surprisingly gentle kiss.

“T-that’s no excuse for—” you dig your nails into his flesh, leaving crescent marks without a doubt when his cock slides into you with one hard thrust. “Fuck.”

“Fuck, baby, just let me,” Sam slowly begins to roll his hips, tries to make you feel all the things he can’t say with his words, “make you feel good.”

“Make me feel good,” you doubt he wants more than an orgasm from you but right now, you are too engrossed to watch Sam pin your hands on each side of your head.

He holds you down to keep you from slipping out of his grip, moaning against your lips with the first deep thrusts.

“You’re so good for me,” he pants on top of you. His hair falls into his face, makes him look more like the young man you met so many years before. A boy with shaggy hair and a soft smile. “My good girl. My wife. Mine.”

“Sam, did you hear me?” Dean watches his brother rub the back of his neck. “I know you are worried about your wife but she’s safe here. No one will get close to her on Benny’s watch.”

“I—we had sex last night,” Sam falls onto the couch at his office. He nervously rubs his thighs to slowly calm down. “It was good, I think. Y/N, she let me hold her and it felt good but this morning…”

“What? She enjoyed the orgasm and didn’t want to cuddle you in the morning,” the elder brother snickers. “Sam, you can’t expect her to fall back into old patterns. Give her time.”

“What if she wants to leave me now? I let Lisa fed me lies and treated my wife poorly,” Dean doesn’t say a word, simply listens to Sam’s rant. “Dean, don’t you want to say something?”

“Dude, you believed we fuck like rabbits behind your back. You flirted with Ruby, and you treated Y/N like trash. If she does not leave your sorry ass, I’ll eat salad for a month.”

“I’m keeping you up on that bet, Dean,” Sam smirks when you open the door, poking your head in. He can see you are nervous and unsure how to act around him so he moves toward the door to take your hand.

“Dean, hey,” you clear your throat, “give Sam and me a minute, will ya? I need to talk to my—husband.”

“Sure thing, sweetheart,” Dean pecks your check. “I need to make a few calls. Catch the bad guys, break a few bones. Ya know, the usual Sunday morning business.”

“You want to have breakfast and flirt with that cute new waitress,” you giggle when Dean slaps your ass playfully.

“How do you wanna know?” the mobster asks, cocking his head to the side meet your gaze. “Y/N, did you spy on me?”

“You leave the mansion earlier than usual for the last four or five weeks. You smell like pancakes and there is a cocky smirk on your lips. I think you get lucky on Sundays…”

“I always get lucky with the ladies but you ain’t wrong. Sammy, you better watch your wife. She’s a freaking spy,” Dean strolls toward the door, muttering under his breath. “Can a man not have pancakes and a quickie in his car without anyone spying on him.”

“No, you can’t, Deano. Do not forget to use a condom, champ!” you call after Dean, but he slams the door shut. “Aw, now he’s pissed.”

“You spied on my big brother?”

“I had nothing better to do, Sam. While you played gangster and ignored me, I had to spend my time at home. I’m not one of those trophy wives going on shopping sprees and wasting their time at a spa,” you quip.

Sam watches you walk toward his couch. “Last night was nice—wasn’t it?” he carefully tries. “Do you want to go for breakfast too? We could talk and, I don’t know…”

“Sam,” you cross your legs, hands folded in your lap. “Sex doesn’t change a thing. I don’t think any woman with a functional brain would ever forgive, Sam Winchester.”

“Baby I—” you raise your hand, shaking your head.

For the first time since you met Sam he seems to be nervous.

“I’m not done, Sam. I said any woman, but I’m not any woman. Now, tell me what you want to do about the current situation. If you want me to stay by your side and bear you heir, you will kill Ruby for me.”

“Kill her,” Sam nods. “I will find her, Y/N. She will face great punishment for hurting you.”

“—and I want to watch,” you get up from the couch, straighten your back and put a sweet smile on your lips while your heart hammers in your chest. You have Sam where you always wanted him, in your clutches, bend to your will. “If you do this for me, we can talk about our marriage.”

“Oh, okay,” he swallows thickly when you stand in front of him. Still that sweet smile on your lips, but a different woman. “All for you, kitten.”

“No more kitten, Samuel. If you prove that you can be a good husband, you can call me kitten again. Until then,” you pat his chest, snickering as his eyes darken a little. “you won’t touch me…” You place your hands onto his shoulders, stand on tiptoe to peck his lips before you place the last page of your diary into his hands. “Change my mind, Sam. If not, I will leave you for good.”

Sam watches you turn away from him to leave his office. “Y/N, you can’t—”

“I made my rules known, Sam,” you look over your shoulder to glance at your husband. “If you want me to stand by your side, stop thinking I’m a tool you can use. Call me when you found that bitch.”

“We found her,” Sam watches you walk next to him, holding his hand tightly. “If you still want to watch, I will not stop you but...you shouldn’t.”

“I will show everyone who I am, Sam. I’m a Winchester, your wife. No one will ever dare to underestimate me and my value again. Including my husband.”

“Welcome to the family business, kitten,” he lifts your chin with his index finger to kiss your lips softly. “Tonight, I want my wife back. But now, let’s take care of Ruby, shall we?”

>> Part 4

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