#New Zealand Skin Care

[supplements-superachieverclub]

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Hello, Achiever Fam! 🌟 Are you ready to dive into the world of Manuka Honey and its astonishing benefits?

Yes, we're talking about the gold mine of health benefits harvested straight from the vibrant landscapes of New Zealand. So buckle up, as we explore “6 Stunning Benefits of Raw New Zealand Manuka Honey.” Don’t forget to hit subscribe to stay updated with all things supercharged and natural! 🍯✨ Oral Health Champion: Dive into how Manuka Honey fights off the bad bacteria causing plaque, gum inflammation, and tooth decay, keeping your smile bright and healthy. 🦷🌟 Master Healer: Discover Manuka Honey's incredible ability to accelerate the healing of wounds, burns, and ulcers, acting as nature's own regenerative bandage. 🩹💪 Cough Suppressor: Learn how this miraculous honey can soothe your throat better than many over-the-counter remedies, making it a must-have during flu season. 🤧🍯 Gastric Ulcer Fighter: Uncover the soothing properties of Manuka Honey on stomach ulcers, reducing pain and promoting a healthier digestive system. 🤕💖 Digestive Aid: Find out how Manuka Honey could be the natural solution to combating Inflammatory Bowel Disease (IBD) and other gastrointestinal issues. 🚫👾 Acne Remedy?: Delve into the debate around Manuka Honey's effectiveness in battling acne – is it a skincare superhero or just hype? We'll look at what science says. 🤔🔬 Each spoonful of Manuka Honey carries not just sweetness but a bundle of health benefits, making it a worthy addition to your wellness routine. Which benefit surprised you the most, or do you have any Manuka Honey stories to share? Drop your thoughts and experiences in the comments below! That’s all for today's honey-dipped insights.

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[joyceblok]

#SKINNERD Keratosis pilaris

So if you have ever suffered from those wee bumps on the back of your arms, legs, thighs or buttocks the thought of spring can fill you with dismay. Whilst most common under the age of 30 this condition, whilst harmless, can be very annoying. Never fear this is a common skin condition and, like most things, looks decidedly worse when your trying on a new swimsuit than in the real world. We have some advice to help with softening those little bumps this season.

Keratosis pilaris is a build up of a protein called keratin. It is very common, harmless and not infectious. It is more prominent in the winter months. Whilst you may think it is a sign your skin is getting oily, it is actually worse if your skin is dry or flaky - often at the end of winter. The small bumps may be skin coloured, red or brown. Your skin can feel rough and sometimes may be a little itchy. 

Whilst keratosis pilaris usually clears up on its own, the use of AHA products help to improve the appearance of the skin. Our Alpha Beta Face & Body Exfoliant will help loosen dead skin cells, moisturise and soften dry skin. 

When using  product new to your routine test it on one area of the affected skin first. You need to be sure any product works for you and doesn’t cause a reaction. This will only make you even more self conscious.

Others things to try to improve your bumpy skin

Enjoy warm water - hot water remove oils from the skin.

Try a humidifier - low humidity during the winter dries out the skin.

Stay in you pyjamas - well sort of. Tight clothes cause friction on the skin and can aggravate the condition so make sure you’re dressing comfortably.

Use our Alpha Beta Face & Body Exfoliant 3 x times a week. We know we’ve already said this but like all good things repetition is the key to success.

Any feed back? Do you have a keratosis pilaris story? We look forward to hearing from you [email protected]

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[shapiromagnussen11]

The Benefits Of Organic Makeup

With the environmental agenda sweeping the country this indicates there is lots of pressure on the public to think about the ecological effects of their purchases. This has had an effect on our transport options, our selections of diet and so on cosmetics. However we're also in the midst of a financial crisis, now how are we able to spend disposable income on things such as organic make up which are not considered necessities? Is there a way you can to acquire comprise which can be green and never having to break the bank? Well, you can, as companies set out to understand and respond to the niche which offers natural organic cosmetics with inexpensive price points. However, as a result of distribution costs financially and environmentally, you may well be challenged to get such shops on the high street. Natural face cleanser is usually to investigate different lenders on the internet to locate online make-up retailers as frequently the savings can get forwarded to the customer. Another issue which is raised when you buy bath and body goods can be the sometimes questionable ethical types of testing. Animal Rights activists happen to be at odds with make-up manufacturing giants for many years now and this indicates that more companies are folding for the pressure put on by environmental groups, which can be fantastic; nevertheless it leads again for an increase of cost to pay for specific scientific testing staff needed to discover how toxic caffeine ingredients are. The likelihood of harming yourself by using make-up due on the toxic chemicals inside it is drastically increased while using use of organic make-up as most of the colourings and texture modifiers are perfectly safe, which means that your skin cannot absorb any poisons in the bloodstream. Also there is less potential for developing an allergic reaction for the ingredients, and due to SPF levels seen in organic comprise, you're skin will likely be less effected by the wrinkles that UV rays can inflict. Another major benefit for natural skincare and hair dyes are that, because its made using organic ingredients, the final look can look a lot better than in the event the goods are developed with man-made components. After all thats said and done, the aim of makeup is usually to transform your look why settle for unnatural products once the alternative is similarly priced and provides which you better end result. Perhaps its time to the make-up industry to begin thinking more to do with a choice of ingredients it uses or else it might find itself losing towards the natural skin care surge.

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[gabriellathomasworld]

#skin care in new zealand

[liesmyth]

would you be able to give examples/explain more about how race only impacts gideon in the tlt-universe? not being facetious or condescending, genuinely asking. thank you!

Hi anon! If you mean my tags to this post, I wrote

#earth conception of race doesn't impact any character in the series except the canonically brown main antagonist

By which I mean my Worstie and main antagonist of the series, John Gaius (PhD).

I don’t think TLT as a series engages with race in any especially meaningful ways. It’s set in a post-Earth society with entirely different social norms, and there’s no concept of race and ethnicity within the population of the Nine Houses. Physical descriptions of the characters are scarce to say the least, and they rarely spell out the kind of features that suggest specific racial connotations, because the POV characters don’t seem to think it’s something worth remarking upon. iirc, it takes until halfway through HtN for the narrative to confirm that Harrow has brown skin.

[See also Tamsyn’s GtN characters description post. It quotes passages from the book, and you can see how minimal the descriptions are, and she repeats several times that her characters’ appearances are up to the readers’ interpretations. It just doesn’t seem to be a big concern of hers]

Then there’s John, who grew up in twenty-first-century New Zealand and IS explicitly Māori in a way that absolutely impacted his character arc. It's not A major theme of his Nona chapters, but it’s there if you read between the lines. The boarding school he went to, which IRL had a high percentage of low-income Māori students on scholarship. The depth of his climate anxiety, his uncompromising “Nobody left behind” stance before the cryo project was halted, and his fervent hatred of ‘the trillionaires’ afterwards... these are all informed to some extent by his background as an indigenous man imo, and so was the global reaction to his developing powers. The “We were going to put you fellas in jail, weren’t we?” the way his initial attempts at publications are all flat-out ignored by the scientific community and dismissed as culty gimmicky faith healing until he leans into it.

John being Māori is just one of the many pieces of his backstory, and far from the most impactful to what eventually went down, but my point remains that he is the ONLY character in TLT whose racial background 1) affects his story arc and 2) is relatable to the audience. Everyone else is ten thousand years removed from Earth, and I’m just not very interested in using racial identifiers when exploring these characters and their dynamics, because the characters themselves don’t care and neither does the narrative.

#on a more hashtag meta level #John is why I’m personally uneasy about any analysis of the series that tries to interpret TLT through racial allegory lenses #especially when it’s weaponised for discourse purposes #You can write meta about John’s war crimes without comparing him to white imperialism #Or you can go ahead and do that anyway but I highkey disagree that it’s a fitting metaphor or in any way deliberate on Tamsyn’s part #and I think the implications are unfortunate to say the least #That said I AM extremely interested in the ways John relates to the culture he left behind #and why he made the choices he did when it came the moment to reshape humanity’s cultural consciousness after the Resurrection #but that’s on a character level! #I don’t think we can apply twenty-first-century social / identity labels to the series as a whole #especially a series where the author says 'I imagine X character as Y but it doesn't raelly matter' #and it doesn't influence the canon directly in any way #SORRY THIS IS LONG! #anonymous #ask #ejg #tlt thoughts #elle tlt posting #tlt

[apocalypseornaw]

Don't Blame Me (Pt 3/5)

Dean Winchester x Reader

Dean confronts Crowley who recounts exactly what did happen to you, sparing no details to Dean's horror. You look for a way to ward yourself from Dean finding you.

Dean was half in shock when you blinked out. You were alive? When he looked at Crowley he knew the anger he felt showed in his eyes because the demon took a step back even before Dean grabbed him, slamming him back into a wall. "BRING HER BACK"

Crowley shook his head slowly "I didn't send her a way and I try not to summon her. She gets upset, it causes a mess. She killed ten demons the first time I summoned her and let's just say I like keeping her as calm as possible"

Dean shook his head before pulling the demon blade up to hold the point against Crowleys neck "Last time I saw her she was getting on a plane. What the fuck did you do to her?" Crowley laughed sharply "What did I do? Squirrel you should really ask what did you do?"

Dean's grip loosened at Crowleys words "What do you mean what Dean did?" Sam asked as Crowley untangled himself from Dean's grasp. Crowleys eyes were on Dean when he said "She made a deal. I didn't go after her soul. It was already in hell"

Dean shook his head "She wouldn't. Y/N knows the risks" Crowley shrugged "and yet she did for you" "for me?" Dean asked and Crowley sighed "This is dramatic. Her soul already went to hell so contract fulfilled. She's gonna try to kill me but.." before Dean or Sam could ask Crowley touched two fingers to Dean's forehead. Flashes of an Okami, pain of claws ripping into his chest and the heartbreaking sound of your sobs tore through Dean's head.

"She couldn't face losing you so she made a deal. Be glad I took over when I did. Lucifer and his flunkies were having fun with your girl" "She wouldn't agree to be a demon" Sam argued but Crowley shrugged "A little over four hundred years of torture. A hundred of those were under Lucifer and Zachariah. She's stronger than most of the souls in hell but the things they did to her.." he trailed off and Dean could feel his jaw clench with anger even before Crowley met his eyes "No angelic interference for her, guess she wasn't important enough. I needed an attack dog. Someone who if they were spotted working at my side the threats were taken seriously"

"So you've been using her?" Sam asked. Crowley scoffed "I gave her freedom from the racks. I put her body back together so she'd have it. I made sure to keep her off the angels radar. I've gotten her to kill a few dozen demons but nothing she wouldn't have done in life. How the hell have I been using her? Would you two prefer me to have left her to an eternity of whatever being decided to plunge a blade or other things into her?"

Dean swallowed down the bile in his throat at Crowleys words and the images that accompanied them to ask "Why didn't she let me know?"  and Crowley laughed again "Did you not see that little performance? She was afraid you'd hate her so she stayed off the beaten path" "Then why did you bring her here tonight?" Sam demanded.

"She's wrong for lack of better terms. She shouldn't care like she still does, shouldn't have so much left of her human personality. Her soul was stronger than I gave it credit for. If she stays a demon she's gonna e a threat to my throne" Dean swung without thinking and connected a hard punch to Crowleys jaw "You've kept her from me for years, YEARS. and now you're only telling me so she can't dethrone you? The only reason I'm not killing you is so you can help me find her"

Ireland, Scotland, Australia, New Zealand and South America. It was hard to find a coven that would play well with a demon, let alone one marked by the king of hell as his right hand woman but you finally did. 

You sat in the middle of the circle, watching the woman paint sigils onto your skin. Once she was done she rejoined the circle. You sat silently as they chanted, the sigil glowing then absorbing into your skin. You looked at the head witch "No one can summon me now?" She nodded "Your boss can probably still get a feed on where you are but no one can summon you" you paid her the fee and thanked the rest of the coven before blinking out. You were back in Washington state, almost at the Canadian line. 

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You had a cabin there, somewhere you stayed when Crowley didn't need you at his side. Somewhere you were able to ignore everything that had happened. You weren't right as a demon. They weren't supposed to feel, weren't supposed to care yet here you were. 

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You washed your face then looked at yourself in the mirror letting your eyes slip to black. Even as a demon you were held together by paperclips and rubber bands. The memory of the look on Dean's face flashed through your head and you smashed the mirror. What the hell were you supposed to do now?

@lacilou @suckitands33 @lyarr24 @decadentstrangernacho @nix-rose @irgendwas122 @deans-baby-momma @deans-spinster-witch @tas898 @starkleila

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[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚖 - 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸

Warnings: +18, adult content, semi-erotic content, harsh language, dub-con, mild psychological torture, yandere vibes, slow burn.

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton, @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic, @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @adamjf , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch, @whenimakeitshine1234, @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore

Chapter 1

“But first” Claudio squeezed the flesh of her hip, making sure to apply enough pressure to make her feel his trimmed nails sinking into her skin. 

It was a silent warning, she could feel the harshness of every word underneath his deadly grip. She would have to be careful with this one, he wasn’t completely under her spell as Mox was. And even though Yuta was dangerous, he was a minor one compared to the bald man. 

She could see it in his eyes, as Claudio slowly released her flesh, that he wouldn’t think twice before hurting her. 

And if she’d like to have any sort of advantage over these men, she would have to get at least two of them on her side. 

“Let’s have our snack before it gets cold” Claudio grinned, his dark eyes sparkled with knowledge and a fake warmness that was meant to give her a false sense of security. 

She knew that look all too well, being familiar with it ever since she was a child, she could sense it from a mile away. This one was smarter than Yuta and Mox together.

This one was going to be responsible for putting her acting skills to the test. 

Claudio had brought them two grilled cheese sandwiches, a cup of coffee for himself, a cup of orange juice for her, and a small bowl of chopped fruits. Strawberries, kiwis, red and green grapes were the ones she could spot on the top of the porcelain bowl. 

She slightly frowned, these were not only all of her favorite fruits but it was also intriguing to her how they had managed to find kiwi in her town. 

The fruit is typically grown in temperate climates with mild winters and warm summers, and that was the exact opposite climate of her town. 

All of the times she craved to eat the exquisite fruit, she had to drive at least 3 hours to the closest state with a temperate climate so she could find the sweet yet tangy-tasting fruit at the grocery store. 

This was odd, to say the least. It was either an indication that they were distant from her town or that the men who kidnapped her came from somewhere far from where she lived. 

“Do you like kiwis?” Claudio asks, suddenly curious about her apparent fixation over the fruit. 

“Yes,” She nodded, momentarily licking her lips in order to try to fake a nervousness. “It’s one of my favorites…I haven’t eaten it in a long time”

“Well, ain’t today your lucky day?” The smile on Claudio’s lips was spine-chilling, like an owl’s hoot on a winter night. A bad omen for what was yet to come. 

Her eyes found the deer’s head on the wall once again, it whispered softly to her, humming a familiar tune over and over like a broken record. 

She felt it before she could see it, the sweetness followed by the tanginess and slightly acidic taste of the fruit against her lips, her eyes darted down to Claudio’s fingers, which held the piece of fruit against her bottom lip. 

The once-friendly flavor now tasted hostile, aggressive, malicious, and venomous. The man before her had poisoned it with his touch, and nausea began to rise up her throat. 

Staring at the Swiss man who was now face to face with her, she watched as his tongue darted out to collect the juices of the green fruit spread across her lips. She felt it, the warm and rough texture of the muscle tasting her skin. And before she could rationalize what had happened, the man whispered “Lay down”.

Her eyes fixated on his as he spoke:

“I’m going to ask you some questions, and for each correct answer I’ll reward you with some of your favorite fruits” Claudio smiled widely “Let’s begin”. 

The winter wind blew against her wet skin, prickling and burning her delicate flesh. Uncontrolled shivers run through her entire body, a sharp pain constricts her lungs and pressure begins to install itself in her chest, making her already shallow breath become weaker with each drag of breath in.

Her eyes tingled with the unshed tears and her throat burned with the desire to scream through the howling wind.

“I can see your tears from here, dytyna. You’re not fooling anyone” Mykola laughs, pulling a long drag of his cigarette as she screamed at the top of her lungs “FUCK YOU!”. 

The temper tantrum only served to make her father’s right-hand laugh louder, his combat boots sank into the snow as he squatted down, “Are you feeling better now? Good, now control your emotions from now on. You’re a smart kid, but you let your mind take over and that’s a terrible mistake. The last thing you want is to be your own enemy, got it?”.

She nodded weakly before Mykola snarled “I asked if you got it”

“Dobre, ya zrozumiv.” She answers, shaking violently as another harsh gust of wind hits her wet skin.

The Ukrainian man tossed the cigarette bud on the snow before helping her stand up from the floor, “Let’s get inside, we’re done for today”. Placing a thick blanket around her body, Mykola opened the back door of the warehouse and pushed her inside with him. A fluffy navy blue towel covered her head as he carefully dried her hair, “Can we go near the fire?” She asked with trembling limbs.

“No” Mykola softly pushed her down to sit on the old armchair, “You’re hypothermic, if we do that you’ll die. We need to warm up your body slowly, we’ll stay here for now, and as time goes by we’ll move closer to the fire”.

Mykola “Myko” Kolavenko was her father’s right-hand and her bodyguard ever since she was a child, he was the closest she’d ever get to a fatherly figure, and most of the time even being referred to as so by her. When she was 4 years old, Myko wanted to introduce her to martial arts as a way of discipline and self-defense, but her father completely forbade “Men are supposed to defend and fight, not women! I don’t want her to become a tomboy, Myko. She will fit the role God created her for, which is a woman who will be a wife, a mother, a nurturing figure” Was her father’s first and last statement about the subject.

After finding her in the kitchen crying over her father’s response, Myko sat beside her on the table, dried her tears, and whispered “Your father didn’t let us train your body, but he didn’t say we can’t train your mind”.

“What do you mean?” She looked up at him, hope written all over her innocent eyes.

“Means you’ll be able to beat me at poker” Myko winked, which made her giggle.

The memory made her smile and from the armchair, her eyes now settled on his wrinkled face. “Do you think I’m able to beat you at poker now?” She joked, teeth chattering as Myko placed another heavy blanket around her body.

The man chuckled, pulling an old chair in front of her so they could seat face to face, “Absolutely fucking not. At least not yet, you still have a long way to go before I even allow you near a poker table”.

“Why?” She frowned

“Because I don’t want to lose money” Myko winks with a smirk. He grabs a whisky glass and fills it to the brim with the amber liquid.

“Do you think I’ll ever be able to do it, Myko? To control my mind, I mean. Sometimes I feel like I’m stuck like it’s all for nothing. I don’t think I’m having any progress at all, and it’s fucking frustrating”.

Myko took a big gulp of the whisky and let the all too familiar burning feeling settle in his throat. “Training the body is easier than training the mind. After a few years of training you kill the receptive nerves of pain in your body and well, you become basically painless. Meaning it doesn’t distract you anymore, someone can punch you in the face and it won’t shock you or disorient you. Now the mind is way more problematic because it’s in constant change, as you grow older your mind and perception change and you have to adapt to a completely different reality. Compare yourself from 6 months ago to now, you’ve changed so much in here” Myko tapped her left temple, “And it will happen again 6 months from now, so you have to be able to adapt to everything, dytyna, because you never know what’s going to happen. The reason why I put you outside on a winter night in Kyiv and wetted your skin is to start to accustom your mind to be in uncomfortable and under pressure sceneries because that’s when your whole system becomes alert. Emotions appear all at once, your mind races due to stress, pain, and despair, and you either shut down or do something really stupid that will have catastrophic consequences so you have to learn how to act during times like this.

“You will register your feelings, your thoughts of despair and agony, but they won’t be what drive and guide you anymore because you’ll control them not the other way around. That’s the most valuable lesson you have yet to learn, divchynka. Control your mind before it controls you because if that happens, you’re doomed. Completely fucked”.

Myko grabbed another glass of whisky and filled it with the equivalent of two shot glasses, he handed the glass to her and she frowned in confusion. “It’ll be our secret” He winked as she took the cup in her hand.

“Here’s to not being completely fucked” Myko clicked their glasses together before smiling fondly “Happy 16th birthday”.

“Thank you” She smiled back, a hint of sadness hid behind her soft smile, “And thank you for not letting me spend today alone…it means a lot”.

“You can always count on me, dytyna. Even when I’m not there”.

And as the warm tears rolled down her cheeks, she felt Myko’s arms pulling her closer to a tight embrace.

Would Myko be proud of her? Not only of the adult woman she became but mostly of her approach to what was currently happening? Would he be proud of her Machiavelli-like persuasion, of her theatrical skills, and what about her ability to be cohesive? If he could see her now would he applaud her choices or curse her through her less appealing tactics?

“Everyone can lie, dytyna. But a valley is what separates a liar from a good liar. And a bridge is what separates a good liar from a magnificent liar. And that’s who you’re aiming to be: a magnificent liar. To a point where no one, not even me, can tell apart a truth from a lie”.

And that she had successfully achieved, if there was one thing she had learned from Myko from a very young age was to be a terrific liar.

That is her advantage over the Swiss man before her, he can have the wits and the strength, but she has the biggest advantage of all time: she knows how to lie.

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[whydontyousaeso]

Hi, heres an idea for damian x reader

Reader these past few days has been stressed and tired while preparing for elimination chamber in perth. Before leaving to Australia he decided to have a self care day for them at their home

“Relax.”

Damian priest x Reader

Type- fluff

A/n- Okay im ngl this was rough to write because i injured my hand, so because of that the Roman fic will be postponed until Friday! I hold this is what you wanted anon. 🫶

Tag list- @brideofinfamy @allyinwonderland18 @haileysmall2005 @alyyaanna @queencherryberry @new-zealand-chic @Bloodlinesceo @lizzyd1ish @southerngirl41

You’ve never been so nervous for a match before.

You were gonna be in the elimination chamber match for a chance to go against iyo at wrestlemania for the title.

You were up against asuka, Liv, Bianca, Jade cargil, and Tiffany Stratton.

All of which made it painfully clear that they didn’t want you to win.

Just the week prior Asuka surprised you with a mist, and that was painful.

You were scared of them over taking you.

You had so many people expecting you to win.

only one made you feel like you could win though.

“Cariño, wake up”

You groaned and rolled towards your boyfriend, damian.

“Come on, I have things for you to do today.”

“Damian I’m tired-“

“I know you are baby, just trust me.”

You mumbled under your breath and sat up, reaching out for him.

He wrapped his arms around you, kissing your neck and rubbing your back.

“What are we doing today?”

“I’m taking care of you before your match Saturday”

“I dont-“

“Shush, let me help you darling”

You groaned lightly again and pulled away from him, looking him over.

“I made breakfast baby, come and eat”

He gave a quick kiss to your lips and helped you up.

Maybe this was gonna be fun.

After you ate the wonderful breakfast he made, he took you to your master bathroom.

He told you to get ready for a bath, which you knew was gonna be good.

You took off your clothes and put your robe on, another thing he had bought to make sure you were comfortable.

You heard the water running and smiled, he knew how to take care of you.

“Ready baby?”

You looked up and nodded, standing up and walking over to his smiling face.

He helped you remove your robe and kissed your collarbone, placing you in the warm water gently.

It felt good on your skin, along with the lavender salts he used, it was perfect.

You sighed softly and let his hands rub your shoulders, massaging all the tension out.

You closed your eyes and leaned your head back against his torso.

“Thank you Damian, I needed this”

“I know you did. Just relax sweetie.”

He was the only one that understood you.

The only one that understood your stress.

He was the only one.

You started to doze off, feeling safe with him.

“Damian?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you really think I’m gonna win?”

He moved down to your arms,

“I believe you will, you have such a strong will to fight it would be hard to imagine you not winning”

You nodded slightly

“However, even if you don’t win, I wouldn’t be upset.”

“Rhea would”

“Rhea doesn’t matter. You just focus on your goals.”

You opened your eyes and saw him looking down at you.

“I love you Damian.”

“I love you too Y/N”

You lied as he leaned down and kissed your lips again, feeling loved.

“So what’s the plan for the rest of the night?”

You sat on his lap, letting him wrap his arms around your torso.

“Movie and pizza, unless you want something else?”

You shook your head.

“That sounds fine to me, what we watching?”

“Guess.”

You smiled, normally he did this to get what you wanted.

“Hmmmm, scream?”

“You always guess right, you have to be psychic”

You giggled and kissed his cheek, handing him his phone to call in the food.

His body was warm on your skin, and you could hear his breathing consistently going.

You pulled up the movie, waiting for him to finish before starting it.

You’ve never felt so confident in yourself before.

“I love you baby girl.”

“I love you too darling”

You wouldn’t have it any other way.

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[lovelytsunoda]

the poolhouse // clement novalak (mini fic)

summary: after watching her boyfriend film a tiktok for his podcast, y/n and clement escape to the pool house to spend some quality time together.

pairing: clement novalak x female reader

warnings: clement being a lovesick idiot (but most importantly, respecting his beloveds sexual boundaries!), consumption of alcohol, oral sex (female receiving)

the way that clement novalak moved was criminal.

the sun was setting beyond the palms as the group sat in marcus armstrong's backyard in new zealand, clement and james in the pool, attempting to film a tiktok to promote screaming meals.

time after time, clement launched himself out of the water, tossing his hair back like an actor in some eighties movie (although if she was ever forced to choose between her boyfriend and dirty dancing-era patrick swayze, she was picking patrick swayze).

the pair were so different that nobody thought the relationship would work. clement was outgoing and always needed to be doing something, and y/n was soft and gentle, and would rather stay home with a book. in addition to these differences, they also had vastly different sex drives. clement could get it up whenever and wherever, whereas it took some time for y/n, and her libido was more responsive than clem's. but they made it work, even if it meant scheduling sex into their calendars at least once a month.

but watching clem in that swimming pool? oh yes, her body was very responsive to that.

clem ambled out of the pool, using his fingers to slick his hair back over his scalp. fingers that she suddenly wished were inside her as she choked on her glass of water.

he slipped onto the lounger next to her, and y/n wasted no time throwing one leg over his and resting her head against his damp chest.

“hey, darling. did you miss me that much?” Clem chuckled, pulling her close and kissing her softly.

she whispered his name softly, running her hand over his bare chest. “clem, i need you.”

“is this a now problem, or can it wait until we get home, love?” given the often erratic nature of their sex life, clement tried to avoid quickies when he could, as he would much rather take his time giving his lover the full princess treatment.

“havent quite figured that out yet.” y/n mumbled, kissing clems cheek before getting up from the lounger. “i do, however, need a stronger drink. care to come with?”

“anything for you, pretty lady.”

the couple walked hand in hand towards the poolhouse, giggling and laughing to each other as james and marcus gave each other a look.

it was rare that they were ever around a couple who loved each other as much as clement and y/n. marcus was taking bets on when they’d stop beating around the bush and get married to each other.

they slipped inside the pool house, which felt like a large living room and kitchen. clement went straight for the exotic fruit tray on the counter, popping a small chunk of pineapple into his mouth while his lover filled the blender with ice.

“want a bite?” clem offered, holding out a pineapple slice.

“sure.” y/n agreed, sliding the ice tray back into the freezer. “do you want a pina colada?”

“I’ll just steal yours.” clem shrugged as he lover leaned over the kitchen island, taking a bite out of the slice. “hang on just a second.” clem said softly, using the tips of his fingers to wipe up the pineapple juice that had dripped from y/n’s lips.

“did you get it all?” she asked, patting at the skin around her lips.

“yeah, i think so.”

and in a move that shocked them both, y/n leaned forward, gently taking her lovers fingertips into her mouth and sucking up the remainder of the pineapple juice.

clem’s eyes widened, his muscles tensing as a small jolt of arousal went through his veins.

“i didn’t want anything to go to waste.” she blushed, voice sweet as she tried to avert her eyes.

“that’s bold for you, sweetheart. but I dont mind it, dirty girl.”

clem didn’t miss the way that y/n tensed, a touch of panic in her eyes as she took a step back from the countertop- and her lover.

“we talked about this, clement. remember what I said about what I needed to feel safe in the bedroom?”

and clem felt like shit. he hated that he was the person making y/n feel like this. he was the first to admit that sometimes he got carried away when it comes to sex. but it had been a learning curve since he and y/n had taken their relationship to that stage. she was sweet and gentle and jaded. she needed to feel loved all the time, and that carried over to the bedroom.

for y/n, sex was intimate and vulnerable. the act carried a lot of emotions, and it wasn’t something that she took lightly.

“I’m so sorry, love.” his voice wavered as he watched y/n’s shaky hands take the cap off of the pina colada syrup. “i got a bit carried away, but you know that I love you, y/n. you are the apple of my eye, the most important thing in my life. and I would never do anything to embarrass you or make you feel anything less than perfect, in or out of the bedroom.”

“i know.” y/n exhaled, the bad feeling slowly leaving her stomach. this was still her sweet lover boy clement. her hands were steadier now as she poured a small serving of malibu into the blender. “I’m probably overreacting anyways.”

“sweetheart, you overreact about a lot of things. but never this. I’m glad that you told me before I crossed the line too far and did something that really made you feel uncomfortable.”

“come over to this side and hold me while I make us a drink, you big dork.”

grateful that things were back to the way they were supposed to be, clement crossed the island to pull y/n into his arms, gently placing a kiss to her shoulder as she started the blender.

this was the clement that she loved. the clingy, sweet, affectionate version of the driver that only she got to see.

“grab a glass, I’ll get the straws.”

“coming right up, pretty girl.” clement quipped, placing a cocktail glass on the counter for y/n to pour the slush into.

she placed both reusable straws in the glass before turning around and offering her lover a sip. with a childish grin, the frenchman dropped a small pink drink umbrella in the glass, and they both giggled.

“I love you.” she said softly, before taking a sip of the drink.

after she swallowed, clem leaned over the glass to kiss her softly, cradling her cheek in his hand. “you taste like coconut.”

“you’re so cheesy.” she laughed. “you’re going to have to try it, too.”

ever the golden retriever, clem took his own sip of the drink before kissing his girlfriend, cradling her body close.

“god this is strong. how much syrup did you put in.”

“enough.” y/n laughed “you taste like it too.”

“we’re awful.” clem laughed, placing the glass on the counter before scooping his lover into his arms and carrying her over to the indoor/outdoor couch.

“i know. but only in the way that old married couples are.” she laughed softly, holding hands with her boyfriend as he kissed up her leg.

one kiss. four kisses. three kisses.

i love you.

there were plenty of amazing things that clement novalak could do in the bedroom, but those little kisses in that exact sequence was her favourite. it was clements way of reminding her how loved she was.

he gently slipped his hands underneath the seam of her swimsuit bottoms, waiting for her signal before slipping the baby pink fabric off her skin, folding the garment gently before placing it on the couch.

“I love you, clement novalak.” she hummed, gently carding her fingers through clems hair as she rested her thighs on his shoulders.

“I love you, y/n y/l/n.” clement grinned before kissing her thigh one last time before he gently ran his tongue over her slit.

“oh, sweet jesus, that feels good.”

she could feel clement smile, the gentle tickle of his stubble against her skin as he shook his head, making his girlfriend giggle. a giggle that soon tapered into a moan as clem kissed her core, gently sliding his tongue inside her.

“that’s it, sweet girl. I just want you to feel so so good, honey. I love making you feel good, darling.”

———

back outside, lissie mackintosh seemed to be the only one who noticed that the couple were missing.

“it shouldn’t take almost an hour to make a pina colada.” the influencer mused. she had previously filmed episodes of screaming meals with the boys and had fostered a close friendship with marcus in the time since.

marcus and james exchanged a look before they both burst out laughing.

“you really think they went to get drinks?” james laughed. “they have drastically different sex drives, but when you’re around them long enough you realize that when she wants him, she really wants him.”

“I just wish they’d not do it in the pool house.” marcus scowled. “they’d better clean up after themselves.”

“what did we miss?” y/n laughed, her face still pink and a hickey beginning to form on her thigh as she and clem rejoined the party, hand in hand an inseparable from each other as he passed her the pina colada glass.

“I love you.” clem whispered with a smile, kissing her neck as he hugged her from behind. “I’m gonna marry you someday.”

“after I finish college, that way james doesn’t get the payout from the bet.” y/n laughed, kissing him softly. “I love you too.”

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[tgmsunmontue]

Another Time (Chapter 1/14)

Summary: Jake wakes up in Rooster's body about ~30 or so hours post-Mission and they have to deal with it. They're adults. Apparently.

A/N: There seems to be a lack of body-swap in this fandom, so I thought I’d give it a crack. It’s one of my favourite tropes. I am from New Zealand but I write with lots of ‘z’s and remove a lot of my ‘u’s. However I don’t in my author’s note. Hopefully I caught them all – apologies for slip-ups. (I also type with wrist braces on so my finger mobility can be a bit screwy – that said I’m also a fandom old (but not an elder) so while this isn’t my first fic, it is my first in the fandom and after I’ve taken a break.

Jake’s POV for odd chapters, and Bradley’s POV for even chapters.

Also, obligatory note that I have no knowledge of the US Navy (and that whole ‘girl, what were you doing at the devil’s sacrament?’ thing applies here as well in terms of military propaganda).

(Posting on Tumblr, chapter a day until it's complete (currently 12 chapters in), after which I will post it on AO3 once a day until it's complete).

CHAPTER ONE 

               Jake wakes up in the sick bay, his breath coming in gasps as his dream fades into mist. Why is he in the sickbay? He doesn’t remember getting here and that’s never a good sign. There’s only half-light, the room has no portholes just some lights left on the dimmest possible setting; he can tell he’s still on the ship. The last thing he remembers though is falling into exhausted slumber in his rack, Javy below him and Payback and Fanboy opposite. He doesn’t feel right though, body aching all over, skin tight in places it shouldn’t be. He holds his hand up in front of his face and squints. Blinks.

                That is not his fucking hand.

                Okay.

                Deep breath.

                In.

                …

                And out.

                …

                Again.

                 …

                He tries to sit up and needs to slow down the movement, body stiff and he’s not in his own body. Or there’s something very wrong with his head. Or both. He’s staring at mostly bare feet that don’t belong to him (one is wrapped in a bandage and is slowly throbbing in time with his heart – it doesn’t feel like a good idea to test bearing weight on it) when the door to the sickbay opens abruptly and he just stares. He guesses he knows where his body got to.

                “Thank fuck! You okay?”

                “I… Rooster?” He’s hazarding a guess, but it’s the only one that makes sense. He has no idea where Mav is, the other bed is empty. And he’s somehow in Rooster’s body, and not in a way he previously imagined was ever possible.

                “Yeah. Fuck this is weird. You’re in my body.”

                “Yeah, no shit. You’re in mine. What the hell happened?”

                “I don’t know! I woke up in your rack and promptly whacked my head because I thought I was here…” Rooster says, putting his hand to his (Jake’s) forehead where a bump is already forming.

                “Be a little more careful with the goods there…” Jake says, and he feels like throwing up a little, although honestly he’s not sure if that’s in response to seeing himself through someone else’s eyes or if he’s feeling Rooster’s concussion. This is already a colossal mindfuck and he’s only been awake for a few minutes.

                “Yeah, you too. Are you feeling okay? I was feeling pretty shit yesterday.”

                “I can confirm this body still feels like shit.”

                “Okay, here, drink some water. I’m allowed to take some ibuprofen. That’ll help.”

                “We need to report this?”

                “No! Fuck. No… I mean, maybe it’s just a short 24 hour thing?”

                “You think it’s like a stomach bug? You think people just change bodies with someone and it goes away overnight?”

                “You have any smarter ideas? I want on the next transport off, and if they think I’m not stable enough to travel… or if something is wrong –”

                “There is something wrong!” Jake hisses, because he is not okay with this. Maybe if he wasn’t feeling like he’d ejected and then crash landed he’d be more… relaxed. Fuck if he knows. He can’t argue with wanting to get back to shore though.

                “Okay, there is. But let’s get back to shore, RTB and then… figure out a plan of attack.”

                “Oh, I cannot wait to hear what you think might work.”

                “Shut up.”

                The door to the sickbay opens again and they both turn to look at the corpsman entering the room.

                “Morning lieutenants. Any reason you’re here Lieutenant Seresin? Not bothering my patient I hope?”

                “Not at all, I just needed, uh, wanted to check on him…”

                Jake watches his own neck flush in embarrassment, and hmm, that’s interesting.

                “He can, uh, stay, while you check me over,” Jake says, because he has no clue what Rooster was like last night, over than alive. He’d been fine on deck right after Mav had (crash) landed, but he suspects adrenaline had been carrying them both forward for the most part. Now it’s been over 24 hours and he’s pretty sure Rooster’s ankle might be broken, given the sharp increase in pain as it dangles freely. He has no idea where Mav has fucking disappeared to, but he’d been here yesterday when he’d popped in for a quick check-in with some of the others.

                “Well, okay. Let’s look at your ankle first. I hope you weren’t seriously considering walking on it after what I told you last night.”

                “Sorry, forgot. Really need to piss,” he states, which is partial truth and lie. He couldn’t forget something he didn’t know.

                “Hmm. Here then.”

                Jake takes the container and chances a quick glance at Bradley who is fucking smirking at him with his own damn face. Unbelievable.

                “Nothing I ain’t seen before sailor…”

                Jake feels heat flood his face for no good reason and that’s mortifying, he’d take his own neck flush of embarrassment over this any day. Of course Bradshaw means it because it’s his fucking body, but the look the medic is giving them is amused, clearly having drawn their own conclusions and Bradshaw is looking completely unrepentant. Asshole.

TWO

#Hangster #Sereshaw #rooster x hangman #hangman x rooster #top gun maverick #top gun maverick fanfic

[mk-nightrider]

A singular success of Shang Tsung's mad fascination with not only crafting perfect warriors, but also testing his genius. A combination of Skarlet's altered Edenian blood and the mysterious half-human blood of Erron Black. Meant to be a peerless assassin capable of decimating enemies at both close and long quarters, the child would be dubbed Patient Z.

Left forgotten in the depths of the Flesh Pits after Shang Tsung's death in MK9, Patient Z would sit suspended in a cold womb of steel and glass. Seemingly frozen in time until Skarlet, herself forgotten on that island by allies and enemies alike, found him. 

Driven by the urge to reclaim something from all the horror Shang Tsung had subjected her to, she pulled Patient Z from what would have become a tomb. Welcoming him into the world as her son, Tomek, with the promise that he would not share her fate as a weapon for cruel despots. 

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Tomek Ambrose Campbell He/Him Black Dragon Call-sign: Kounterfeit

Detailed description under Read More.

Exact birth date unknown. Kano selected February 12th when forging his birth certificate. He is three years older than Billie. Standing at 5'11 (181cm), he is of a lean build with lightly tanned skin and a smattering of freckles.

Overall, his face is almost a copy of his biological father, Erron Black. Enough that anyone familiar enough with the gunslinger's appearance might mistake Tomek for him given the right circumstance. There's a softness brought on by Skarlet's side as well as being unmarred by Erron's lifetimes worth of hard living.

His hair is lose wavy curls cut in a shaggy layered style. Before his conversion into a blood mage, the colour was a dark brown, almost black and his eyes were brown like Erron's. Once converted, the under layer of his hair turned red and eyes turned to a vivid burnt sienna.

There is a faint y-shaped spanning his chest, and puncture scars on his hands and feet from the brief time Shang Tsung was able to experiment on him as a baby. There are more puncture scars on his arms as he had an anemic condition in his youth that required regular blood transfusions.

Once given, his Black Dragon tattoo is placed on his left arm. The head of the dragon is on the back of his hand and spirals up the length of his arm with a knife cutting through the design.

An incident between the Black Dragon clan and Special Forces would result in massive damage to his neck. While he was able to heal the bleeding with his abilities, leaving only a thin scar across his throat, he could not heal the deeper damage that rendered him almost completely mute. Kano would have a voice modulator fabricated to replace his damaged vocal chords.

For a child raised by Kano, he is surprisingly prone to worrying about others and following the rules. Generally very caring and quick to tears. While he can be quite snarky to outsiders, it covers a young man that is highly nervous and eager to please. Though he can become a fierce and unforgiving fighter if his family, especially Billie, are ever threatened.

Had bouts on non-speaking as a child, he was taught sign language so he could continue to communicate in these moments. When he did speak, it is usually soft and polite with Skarlet's "Polish" accent influencing his accent to sound more like a New Zealander than an Australian at times.

His typical casual outfit is some kind of light sweater or hoodie, cargo shorts, and hiking shoes.

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[hiighr]

🗯️ tatum says : why do i need to be a girl to date my members?

( ᶻ𝘇𐰁 𖦹 THE BASICS ──── ̊. ✶ !

BIRTH NAME : yu tae min (유태민).

ENGLISH NAME : tatum yu.

STAGE NAME : tatum (current). yutae (former).

BIRTHDAY : november 31st, 2004.

ZODIAC SIGNS : sagittarius. monkey.

PRONOUNS : he/they.

SEXUALITY : bisexual (private).

ETHNICITY : korean.

NATIONALITY : kiwi (new zealander).

OCCUPATION : idol. mc.

LANGUAGES : english (native). korean (fluent). korean sign language (fluent).

( ᶻ𝘇𐰁 𖦹 THE PHYSICALITY ──── ̊. ✶ !

HEIGHT : 183 cm.

KEY FEATURES : naturally reddish brown hair, his duality, his height, his shiny eyes, his lisp + kiwi accent.

FACE CLAIM : han dongmin (taesan boynextdoor).

( ᶻ𝘇𐰁 𖦹 THE PERSONALITY ──── ̊. ✶ !

OVERVIEW : tatum is a very dependent person. he gets very easily attached to people and forgets how to function when not around them. while originally not that bad of a problem, it got A LOT worse after x1 disbanded. he had spent so much time with those boys that he forgot how to do anything without them. he has a HUGE fear of being abandoned and losing everyone he cares about, and is very clingy and reliant on physical touch to calm himself. with that, to try and ignore the anxiety he often does a lot of impulsive things. he’d rather have a ton of fun with people even if they may get taken away from him than to spend his time worrying.

( ᶻ𝘇𐰁 𖦹 MISCELLANEOUS ──── ̊. ✶ !

HABITS : picking or biting at the skin on his hands and arms. following people around. rubbing his eyes. cracking his knuckles. clearing his throat. pushing his hair from his face.

FEARS : being alone (became worse after x1 disbanded). the dark. cats. death. losing his friends.

HOBBIES : volleyball. soccer. pottery. sleeping.

( ᶻ𝘇𐰁 𖦹 FACTS ──── ̊. ✶ !

🗯️ tatum DID NOT think he would be participating in pdx101. he was told he was filming an audition just for his resume and next thing he knew he was being brought to the studio to film.

🗯️ despite being OFTEN compared to a cat, he’s actually not very fond of them. one may even say he’s scared of them (don’t way that around him though, he gets defensive).

🗯️ he played volleyball and soccer growing up. he was a setter on his volleyball team and a midfielder in soccer.

🗯️ tatum and anton are not allowed to be alone while on social media because of the amount of out of pocket things they’ve said in comment sections just because they can.

🗯️ tatum has dermatillomania, and often picks at his hands and arms when anxious or overwhelmed. he also tends to bite his hands and fingers a lot of not picking at them.

🗯️ the riize members often carry stress balls and other fidget toys to distract him from picking at his skin. and biting his hands.

🗯️ tatum wears a lot of bracelets and rings to help with his dermatillomania. its easier to redirect himself when he has a part of his jewelry right there than waiting for someone to find him something else to play with.

🗯️ tatum, despite being in riize is still very close with his x1 members. specifically hero, woodz, and yohan.

🗯️ tatum is also close with camden from aespa’s the maverick, most of nct, and some other 4th gen groups.

layout inspired by: @anqelblccm! you can also find hero there. also find camden at @synkthemaverick!

#🗯️ — talk saxy : tatum!

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This person is someone calm, non-confrontational, and placid. They have learned to get along with almost anyone and make great partners and friends,only few things upset them.In any problems they work towards a peaceful resolution that will benefit everyone,this people simple life and avoid busy places and crowds,they need quiet and peace to think better their thoughs also tends to seeks relief from very tiring day they really love day offs and breaks from daily life. they make choices from their heart and puts effort on how they appear maybe they like fashion because they care how you/other people think about them and their appearance and image Whenever this people in a relationship they put effort for being witty and appealing,often wants to feel the relationship is whole,they have balanced approach in life or to people that surround them.They naturally an excellent communicator and mediators who brings best into other lives.They can be over confident and may brag their abilities to others,they love attention and often expect everyone to gave them recognition (can have narcissistic traits) when people are not affected by their charms they feels something is wrong with them.

THEIR PROFESSION :

| Healer |Massage therapy | Artist | Dancer | Counselor | Social Worker | Psychologist | Helper | Doctor | Sculptor | Photographer | Chemist | Perfumer | Cosmetics | Esthetician | Soldier | Mortician | Priest | Funeral Director | Meditation Specialist | Yoga Teacher | ICU nurse | Hospice worker | Doctor | Holistic healer | Christian Scientist | Writing | Public Relations | Solider | Movie Star | Stage Hand |

WHERE THEY LIVE :

Honduras,Saint Barthélemy,Antigua and Barbuda,Dominica,Nicaragua,Cayman Islands,El Salvador,Bermuda,Saint Pierre and Miquelon,Greenland,Saint Kitts and Nevis,Costa Rica,Montserrat,Panama,Sint Maarten,Guadeloupe,Belize,Bahamas,Turks and Caicos Islands,Saint Martin,Canada,Martinique,U.S.A.,British Virgin Islands,Jamaica,Barbados,Puerto Rico,Caribbean Netherlands,Saint Lucia,Guatemala,Curaçao,Anguilla,Trinidad and Tobago,Mexico,Haiti,Cuba,Grenada,Saint Vincent and the Grenadines,Dominican Republic,Aruba,United States Virgin Islands,Bahrain, Cyprus, Egypt, Iran, Iraq, Israel, Jordan, Kuwait, Lebanon, Oman, Palestine, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, the Syrian Arab Republic, Turkey, the United Arab Emirates and Yemen,New Zealand, Australia, France, Norway, the United Kingdom, Chile, and Argentina [ EUROPE ]

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SOMEWHERE AWAY FROM THE CROWDS

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This is someone with a gentle nature being both generous and abundant,might be introvert or they just love their home and loves gardening,they enjoy spending time in decorating , cooking , and gardening.Often do well in their chosen field and people that who knows or surrounds them loves to pay a visit into their house also they love to entertain other people and has big heart.They desire for success and will do anything just to achieve it, no matter what challenges they ben through they sees life as passion and inspiration .Always has new or fresh ideas and they don't hesitate at moving forward ,they are strong and have the ability to succed the all odds,confident and accomplised people.They geniunely love their family and loves kids ,they are nurturing and often makes a good parent in future or now?.This person is very grateful ay anything they have whether it's material or not indeedreally loves their family and family means alot for them (maybe a family oriented).for other who choose this pile they will might get a wealthy spouse or a spouse coming from well stablish or wealthy family or will get wealthy after marriage.They good at working an might reaping their awards and share it with less fortunate people.

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| Healer |Massage therapy | Artist | Dancer | Counselor | Social Worker | Psychologist | Helper | Doctor | Sculptor | Photographer | Chemist | Perfumer | Cosmetics | Esthetician | Soldier | Mortician | Priest | Funeral Director | Meditation Specialist | Yoga Teacher | ICU nurse | Hospice worker | Doctor | Holistic healer | Christian Scientist | Writing | Public Relations | Solider | Movie Star | Stage Hand |

WHERE THEY LIVE :

COUNTRIES IN AFRICA , FIJI , PAPUA NEW GUINEA , SOLOMON ISLANDS , MARSHALL ISLANDS , MICRONESEA , NEW ZEALAND , VANUATA , AUSTRALIA , SAMOA , PALAU , KIRIBATI , TUVALU , NAURU , TONGA , UNITED KINGDOM , IRELAND , SCOTLAND , ANTARTICA , VICTORIA(SOUTHEASTERN AUSTRALIA)

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Come With Me

One shot Jay White x fem!Reader

Warnings: none

"Loser leaves New Japan Pro Wrestling."

Words she never thought she'd hear come out of Jay's mouth. Her heart instantly slid rapidly down into the pit of her stomach as she looked at the New Zealander in utter shock as he and Eddie Kingston went back and forth over the phone.

As Jay fired back at Eddie with such confidence in his voice, he looked from behind his sunglasses towards ___ and couldn't ignore the obvious worried expression on her face. Why wouldn't she be worried? This stipulation didn't pan out well in his match with Hikuleo, so why would it work now? But he refused to let her or anyone else see that.

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The match itself was torture to watch. Both Jay and Eddie took an absolute beating and as Jay's right hand woman ___ had no other choice but to stand ringside and watch from start to finish.

___'s loyalty to Bullet Club has stood long before Jay White became the leader. Matter of fact, she was brought into the club at nineteen years old when Prince Devitt formed Bullet Club and needed a right hand woman at his side. Leaders since Devitt came and went, but she stayed loyal to each one until it was time for them to leave the club and she would move on to the next leader.

Jay, however, was different from the rest. Not only were they the same in age, but they realized they had more in common than they thought. After their first official date, they fell in love hard with each other.

But now comes the difficult decision: to stay loyal to the club she helped build from the ground up, or stay loyal to the man she loves? Jay knew ___ had been struggling with this decision since he lost against Hikuleo, but surely she wouldn't need much convincing to go with him, right?

After his final press conference for NJPW Strong, the couple walked hand in hand back to his locker room in silence. He immediately headed for the shower while she began packing their luggage.

Slowly packing one piece of his wrestling garments at a time, she reminisced on their times together in New Japan. It also made her look further back into their careers when they weren't in Bullet Club together. They really came a long way.

___ was so lost in the memories that she didn't hear the shower turn off. Matter of fact she was oblivious to Jay's presence until she felt his arms snake around her waist from behind her. His beard tickling her skin as he lightly trailed kisses from her neck to her shoulder, causing her to smile and lean back further into his body. His intoxicating aroma of musk and mint from his shampoo made her weak at the knees.

"You should come with me. We can travel the world together, go wherever we want." He finally spoke.

"I'm scared, Jay. New Japan and Bullet Club have been my home since the start of my career. What if there's still unfinished business for me here?"

"My love, you've done everything there is left to do in both New Japan and Bullet Club. I know you're scared because I am too, but I'm also ready to move on with my career and I want you to grow with me. We've taken care of each other here for long enough. Let's take care of each other out there now."

As scared as she was at the thought of leaving, ___ knew Jay was right. It was time to leave and trust that Bullet Club in New Japan will continue to thrive no matter where they land next. If all the members and leaders of the past could do it, then why couldn't they?

She turned to face him and linked her arms around his neck as they stared into each others eyes, his arms never leaving her waist.

"I'm with you Jay, no matter what. I'm ready to take this journey with you."

The biggest smiles appeared on their faces as they embraced each other tighter.

"No matter what happens I'll take good care of you, I promise." he whispered.

She nods. "I know. I love you so much Jay."

"I love you too."

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