#The entire point is that it's just this side of goofy and that Ethan is Weird

[chroniclesinlacuna]

You know, everyonce in awhile I get the urge to watch MI 1-5 again, and watching them in quick succession highlights just how weird they don't let Ethan get until like halfway through 2. I love it.

#I do love this series even if I haven't seen the last ones #They got too serious for me after 5 #The entire point is that it's just this side of goofy and that Ethan is Weird #mission impossible

[spine-buster]

The President Wears Prada (William Nylander) | Chapter 9

November 14th, 2019

Aberdeen Bloom was looking at herself in the mirror.  

She wore a beautiful, shimmery navy blue dress she thought completely colour-appropriate for the occasion and used the same pair of heels she wore to prom to complete the outfit.  She’d taken an Uber though the walk would have only been seven minutes (she didn’t want to do that in heels) to the Ritz-Carlton Hotel on Wellington Street, where the dinner was taking place in the Wellington Room.  Many of the official guests were already there: Kyle and his wife Shannon; Peter, his assistant; Brandon and Laurence and their wives; Cliff Fletcher; Brad Lynn; Leanne Hederson; Hayley Wickenheiser; Mike Babcock and his wife; all of the Leafs community representatives who just happened to be Leafs alumni.  Then, all the big wigs from MLSE there: the entire Board of Directors, Larry Tanenbaum included; and the entire “Leaders” team anybody could see on the official website.  The people that she didn’t recognize she could only assume were the major donors – the reason they were all there.

John and his wife Aryne thankfully saw her almost immediately and hugged her, keeping her company until Brendan arrived.  He had texted her that he was two minutes away, and when he did, she went to meet him at the door.  He exited the town car with his wife Catherine, looking absolutely glamourous.  Lou waved at her from the front seat.

“Hello Aberdeen,” Brendan smiled as he approached her, his wife’s arm tucked into his.  

“Good evening Mr. Shanahan.”

“Brendan,” he quipped.  “Aberdeen, I’d like you to meet my wife, Catherine.  Catherine this is Aberdeen, my executive assistant.”

“Hi Aberdeen,” she smiled widely, extending her hand to shake.  “It’s so nice to finally meet you.  Brendan has told me so much about you.”

“Only the good things, I hope,” she joked.

“Brendan can only say good things about Etobicoke girls,” she winked.  “You look fabulous, by the way.”

“Oh, thank you!”

The three of them walked through the foyer and up the stairs together, with Catherine almost immediately seeing someone she knew, letting go of Brendan’s arm and going over to say hi.  “Do you want me to get you anything?  A drink maybe?” Aberdeen asked.

“Not right now.  I just need to know where my wife and I are sitting.”

“We’re at table one, just to the right of the stage,” she informed him.  “We’re with Kyle and Shannon, Peter, Masai and Ramatu, and Larry and Judy Tanenbaum.”

“Perfect.  Thank you.  And the prizes are all here?”

“Yes sir.  If you go into the Wellington Room they’re all along the wall like you requested.”

“And my speech?”

Aberdeen tapped at her clutch – a borrow from Kasha.  “Right here.”

“Good thing I always keep an extra one,” he said, tapping his chest to where his inside pocket was.  He let out a breath.  “Everybody here?”

“Seems like it, but I know we’re still waiting for a few more people.  I haven’t seen some familiar faces.”

“Okay,” he nodded.  “Well, feel free to mingle, Aberdeen.  This is a good opportunity for you to meet people.  When we’re all seated for dinner, I’ll let you know if you need to do anything – if that.  Just enjoy your time.”

She was a bit taken aback by that statement.  “W…what?  But I’m on the clock.  You said so yourself.”

Brendan laughed.  “I want you to mingle and have fun.  Network a bit.  I know all of these people.  I don’t need to be reminded of who they are,” he explained.  “There’s only a hundred or so of them anyway.  The Night With the Blue and White in January – that’s much bigger.  This is child’s play.  So have fun,” he smiled at her.  “Now if you don’t mind, I’m going to go find my wife.”

“Okay sir.”

“Brendan,” he looked over his shoulder slightly as he walked away from her, approaching his wife who was chatting with an equally glamourous looking woman.

Aberdeen didn’t know what to do with herself.  He wanted her to network?  Not work?  Really?  She tried to find a familiar face in the crowd, but John and Aryne were speaking to another couple, and even Peter, Kyle’s assistant, was engrossed in a conversation with Leanne Hederson.  She felt awkward approaching them even though she knew Leanne and spoke with her on multiple occasions.  Being in an office was one thing, but in such a formal setting like this, the vibe was much different.  

“Girl Friday?” a voice asked from behind her.  

She closed her eyes and immediately cringed.  Turning around, she saw Ethan Baker standing behind her.  She tried not to vomit in her mouth.  “You really need to stop calling me that.”

“You got an invite?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” she asked.

“I thought this was only for important people,” he said.

She rolled her eyes.  A waitress approached them with some flutes of drinks, and Aberdeen took one, knowing she’d need alcohol to get through whatever conversation she was about to have with Ethan.  Ethan took one too, taking a quick sip.  “Thanks, Ethan.  I can always count on you to bring me back down to earth when my head is getting too big,” she quipped.

“You look good though,” he said.  

She furrowed her brows; she didn’t know a compliment was capable of coming out of his mouth.  “Uh, thanks?”

He gave her a very obvious up-down, taking her all in.  This was getting more awkward by the second.  Was he already drunk?  He focused in on her arms.  “You have tattoos?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Why haven’t I seen them?”

“I guess you weren’t looking.”

Ethan furrowed his brows.  “Has Brendan seen them?”

“Of course he has.  It’s not like they’re offensive.  They’re lines from poems,” she said, almost immediately regretting it.  She knew she was going to have to explain them at one point or another, but she wanted to prolong that as much as possible.

“What are they?” he asked, turning his head to the side as if that would give him a better look.

She sighed.  “The one below the right elbow is the last line from the poem Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson – ‘to strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield’,” she said, flashing the delicate ink quickly.  “And the one below the left elbow is from the Roman philosopher Seneca – ‘we are waves of the same sea’.”

He squinted at them, taking in the information that she was telling him.  “They’re a bit dumb, Brendan Girl.”

Aberdeen’s breath hitched in her throat.  She didn’t need stupid idiot Ethan Baker to approve of her tattoos by any means, but even unacknowledging them or changing the subject immediately afterwards would have been nicer.  He had no idea what they meant to her; no idea about their significance.  And now, he even gave her another stupid nickname.  Even stupider than the last.  “Wow, you really know how to charm a girl, huh?”

“That’s what I’m here for.”

“And all this time I thought you just watched video playback all day.”

“More important than getting coffee, wouldn’t you say?”

“Hey, Aberdeen!” a voice suddenly called out from across the foyer.  Both Ethan and Aberdeen looked to see Jason and Jennifer Spezza approaching them.  Aberdeen had never been so happy to see his goofy smile in her life.  From behind him, she saw William wearing a perfectly tailored three-piece blue suit.  God, they fucking matched.  Of all colours he had to wear tonight…

“Hey Jason,” Ethan said, trying to take over, even going so far as extending his hand so Jason could shake it.  

Jason completely ignored him as he leaned in to give Aberdeen a quick kiss on the cheek.  Aberdeen eyed William standing behind him as he did so, who was looking down at Ethan’s hand.  “Aberdeen, you’ve met Jen at the SBA,” he said, motioning between her and his wife.  

“It’s so nice to see you again, Aberdeen,” Jen smiled as she gave her a kiss on the cheek.  “I love your dress.”

“Oh, thanks Jen!” Aberdeen smiled, patting it down slightly, suddenly a bit self-conscious.  Much like Aryne Tavares and Catherine Shanahan, Jen looked absolutely glamourous and flawless.  Aberdeen, on the other hand, felt like she stuck out like a sore thumb.  She was appropriately dressed, but these women just exuded a confidence and elegance she was sure she didn’t have.  At least yet.  She eyed William patiently waiting for a greeting and decided to indulge him.  “Hi William.”

“Hey Aberdeen,” he said, leaning in and giving her a kiss on the cheek.  “Do I look good?”

“You look like you should be in an Abba tribute band.”

Jason, Jen, and William laughed at her comment; Ethan did not.  He had never been in on the joke.  “Well, we match,” William commented, eyeing her body in the dress.

“You know what they say…great minds,” Jason quipped.  

***

The dinner was going off without a hitch.  She sat in between Brendan and Peter at the table, looking out onto all the guests seated at theirs.  Brendan made a nice speech before dinner, as did Larry Tanenbaum.  They had a champagne toast and were served a delicious appetizer.  Aberdeen was looking forward to the incoming filet.  She excused herself from the table to go to the bar, wanting to grab a ginger ale before the main course.  She wouldn’t drink in front of Brendan, despite his insistence that it was okay.  

As she waited, she saw Ethan approach the bar too, but she tried to ignore him.  He ended up standing right next to her, so interaction was inevitable.  She truly wondered why he wanted to interact with her so much if all he did was put her down.  It was clear he had a sick ego, and that putting people down fed that ego.  But why did he pick on her?  And did he pick on anyone else?  Maybe people in his own department?

She decided not to say hi to him – not to start an interaction at all.  Maybe he’d ignore her and be on his merry way.  But as with every interaction with Ethan, that would not be the case.  “You having a good time at the table with the big boys, Brendan girl?” he asked, leaning one arm against the bar.

“It’s fun,” she nodded her head, trying to say as little as possible.

“I still can’t believe you’re in that position.  That he hired you over some of the more qualified people that applied,” he shook his head.

How the hell did he know?  How the hell did video analyst Ethan Baker know any of the other candidates who applied to the posi—oh my God.  ‘Oh my God’ Aberdeen thought to herself.  He applied to the position.  He knew who the other candidates were because he applied to the position and didn’t get it.  Brendan hired her instead.  That’s why he was the way he was with her.  “Why is it so unbelievable?” she asked, now having to mask the fact that she knew why he was always being a dick to her.

“Do you even know, or did you even hear of who Larry Tanenbaum was before you worked here?”

“I’m sorry, but did we all not watch him lift the Larry O’Brien in June?” she asked.  “Do you honestly think I’m that dumb?”

“I don’t think you’re dumb.  I just think you’re unqualified,” he clarified, because that made it so much better.  “It’s a great job.  I just hope you know how lucky you are.”

“I do,” she said.  That was all she heard since she started this job.

“And besides – it’s a good thing that your friends with the guys now, you know,” he said, the jealousy coming back in his voice.

“Why’s that?”

He shrugged his shoulders.  “It makes the job easier.  Maybe one of them will take pity on you.  You’ll never survive Brendan,” he said matter-of-factly.  

Her mouth dropped.  She’d been surviving so far, albeit with some hiccups along the way…what made him think she would never survive Brendan?  “E…Excuse me?”

“You seem nice…smart,” he said.  “You can’t do that job.”

The bartender finally placed her ginger ale in front of her – and thank God he did, because she’d had enough.  Fuck him.  Fuck Ethan Baker.  “Gotta go,” she mumbled, turning on her heels to leave.

“Bye Brendan Girl.”

***

“It was so nice to see you, Aberdeen,” Jennifer Spezza hugged her one last time as Jason waved at her from the curb.  She was still inside, keeping warm; he was out on the sidewalk, hailing a taxi.  “You’re getting an Uber, right?” she asked.

“Yes ma’am,” Aberdeen nodded her head, flashing her phone.

Jen looked towards William.  “And you’re staying with her until it comes?”

“Yes ma’am,” he nodded his head.

“Good,” she said definitively.  She pushed the door open with William’s help.  “I’ll see you soon, Aberdeen.  Stay safe!” she called out as she ran as quickly as her heels could let her towards the taxi.  Jen sent one final wave as the taxi drove away, leaving Aberdeen and William alone.

Will was, of course, the first to look at her.  “How far away is the Uber?” he asked.

“Two minutes according to the app,” Aberdeen said as she glanced at her phone.  

“And you don’t…I mean, you don’t want to walk home?” he asked, a glimmer of hope in his voice.  

“Not in these heels,” Aberdeen giggled.  “My feet are already killing me.”

“I could carry you.”

Aberdeen gave Will a look.  “We’re not going to do that to your back.”

“Come on,” he smiled mischievously.  “I bet I could do it.”

“Too bad we’re not going to try,” she said, glancing down at her phone again.  “We should go outside to wave the car down.”

William opened the door for her, and they walked out together.  Aberdeen looked to her left to try to see if the car was coming.  William was only looking at her – how she looked between the street and her phone to see if the car was getting any closer.  How her hair blew in the wind of the night.  “Tomorrow’s going to be the last time I see you for two weeks,” he said, his voice low.  He tried to imprint how she looked right now into his mind so he could remember it on the road trip.  

“I know.”

“Did Brendan tell you why he wasn’t coming with us?” he asked.  

“No.  But it’s probably because it’s too long to be away from his family,” Aberdeen said.  “His kids are his life.  He wouldn’t miss a school function or any of that.”

William watched as she waved down the Uber, who pulled up to the curb.  He wanted to get into the car with her.  He wanted to go back with her to her building, no matter how short the ride was.  Just to be able to stare at her a little bit longer.  Just to spend more time with her, since he wasn’t able to spend all the time he wanted to spend with her tonight.  “I’m going to miss you,” he said.

He could see her bite her lip.  She looked up at him, her hand already on the handle.  “Will…”

“Aberdeen?  Aberdeen is that you?” a voice rang out suddenly, interrupting the moment.

Aberdeen and William looked to their left.  A man was standing in a stylish peacoat, his group of friends continuing to walk ahead of him at a slower pace.  He had a bewildered look on his face, like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.  William looked down at Aberdeen.  She looked like she’d just seen a ghost.  “Zane.  Hi.”

“Oh my God.  Didn’t think I’d ever catch you outside the Ritz Carlton,” Zane smiled, approaching closer to them.  “How’ve you been?”

“I’ve been good,” she gulped, trying to clear her mind of all the memories that were popping up.  She felt William’s hand on her back and it brought her back down to earth.  “William, this is Zane.  Zane, this is William N—”

“Zane Kennedy,” he interrupted her, shaking William’s hand almost too enthusiastically.  “Aberdeen and I dated in university, but we’re friends now.”

Aberdeen wanted to protest.  They weren’t friends.  They were the furthest thing from being friends.  They’d barely spoken since the breakup, since he was such a jackass about it and broke her heart.  She hadn’t been with anyone since – well, besides William.  That’s how much it affected her.  And she was sure William was the only person capable of helping her get over him.

“You don’t say,” Will said, his tone slightly sarcastic.  He looked down at Aberdeen and didn’t see any friendliness in her eyes.  He only saw contempt for the statement Zane just made, which made William know he was lying.  

Zane focused his attention back to Aberdeen.  “What are you doing out here?”

“I…I just came from an event,” she said.  She felt William’s arm snake around her waist even more, making her shiver.

“An event?  With the bank?  Or did you finally figure out what you wanted to do?”

Now she was getting angry.  She always knew what she wanted to do; he just didn’t think being a writer was a serious career choice.  She mustered up all the confidence within her.  “No, not with the bank.  I work for the Toronto Maple Leafs.”

Zane was taken aback at the news.  “The…Toronto Maple Leafs?” he asked.  “Like the hockey team?”

“That’s why she was going to introduce you to William Nylander before you interrupted her,” William piped up, smiling slightly.  

Zane was smart enough to get the hint William was making.  He smiled.  “You know, I thought you looked familiar,” he told William.

“You’ve probably seen me on TV once or twice,” Will quipped.

Zane could tell where this was going.  There was a lot he could have said to Aberdeen, but with William there, he decided against it.  He did have to admit one thing, though.  “Well, you look good Aberdeen,” he said, licking his lips quickly.  

William could feel a rush of irritation and impatience coursing through his veins at Zane’s comment.  “She does, doesn’t she?” he asked rhetorically.  “She looked even better inside without her coat on, but only us lucky ones got to see that,” he said, staring directly into Zane’s eyes.  “Now if you don’t mind, I have to make sure she gets home safe, or else I’ll have to answer to Brendan Shanahan and to Jennifer Spezza, and, well – between you and I – I’m more scared of Jennifer Spezza.”

“That’s cool,” Zane said, backing up.  “Have a good night, Aberdeen.”

William opened the car door behind her as she watched Zane rejoin his friends who had been looking on at the interaction.  She shuffled into the backseat, watching as William waved dramatically at Zane before getting into the backseat beside her.  “It’s a very quick drive, I know.  But I promise I’ll tip you a lot,” she said as the driver signalled to merge onto the road again.

She looked over at William who was still seething slightly at the comments Zane made.  She was realizing a lot of things lately, and here was yet another one: no matter how hard she tried to suppress what was happening between them, she would still have feelings for William, and he would still have feeling for her.  It was inevitable.  Nothing could stop it.  She could say anything, do anything – it didn’t matter.  William was competitive.  William was persistent.  William was determined.   William was…William.  It would be hard, she’d give him that – because absolutely nothing could happen while she was working for Brendan and the Leafs – but she could finally admit to herself, at least, that there was something there.  Something that William absolutely refused to hide.  And in him refusing to hide it, it just made her own feelings bubble slowly towards the surface, like lava oozing out of a volcano.  

But nothing could happen.  Not now, if not ever.  Regardless of how William felt.  Regardless of how she felt.

“You dated that guy?” William asked, his voice breaking her thoughts.

“Yeah.  For most of third year university,” she admitted.

“He’s a bit of a dick.”

She laughed.  If William could ascertain that after a minute long conversation, she could only imagine what opinion he’d have of Zane after an entire conversation.  “You’re telling me.”

“Why’d you guys break up?” William asked.

She gave him a look.  He just had to know.  He just really had to know.  “We outgrew each other.  He also didn’t think writing was a serious career path.  He told me I should consider a Master’s, or go to law school like him,” she explained.  “He was the one who initiated the breakup, saying that he wanted to take the last year of university to, like, be one with himself and figure out if law school was really for him.  But a month after we broke up, he was hooking up and dating this girl we knew, Alessia – a total smokeshow but dumb as a rock.  Anyways, judging by his pretentious jacket, he got into law school.”  She paused, considering the timeline of the events.  “I think it was just three weeks, actually.”

“You deserve better than that,” William said after a moment of silence, digesting her words.  He wanted to stop the Uber so he could run back to Zane and punch him in the face.  He couldn’t believe someone would have the gall to treat her like that.  And then to see her in the street and approach her like an old friend?  How dare he.

“I know I do,” she said as she looked out the window.

William took a few deep breaths as he looked at her, wanting to say so many things but unable to decide exactly what to say.  She still looked so beautiful and he didn’t know how to use his words.  He was so desperate; so desperate to touch her even though he knew she’d flinch away; so desperate to kiss her even though he knew it was wrong.  He didn’t know how he was going to last two whole weeks without seeing her when she’d become such a staple in his life.  He had to physically restrain himself from placing his hand on her arm.  “Can we FaceTime when I’m gone?”

Aberdeen whipped her head to look at him.  From the look on her face it was as if he just proposed they elope in Las Vegas.  “Will, no.”

“Aberdeen, please—please—”

“No way William.  No way.”

“It’s not like you’re going to be at the office when we do—”

“Will, that’s…that’s really inappropriate.”

“Aberdeen—”

“William—”

“Can’t you tell by now I don’t care that it’s inappropriate?” he asked.  His hand had inched towards hers and was merely centimetres away before he had the wherewithal to pull it back dramatically.  Not being able to hold her hand was absolute fucking torture for him and he didn’t know how he was going to survive it.

“Well can’t you tell by now I do care?” she retorted.  “It can’t happen Will.  There’s no way.”

He admitted defeat.  There was no way he would win this, no matter how much he begged.  No matter how much he tried to explain himself.  “I’m just gonna miss you, Aberdeen.  And I’m gonna want to see you.”

“I know you will,” she said.  “But it can’t happen Will.  I’m sorry.”

The Uber driver pulled up to the curb outside Aberdeen’s building, where William had dropped her off at almost the same time last night.  Aberdeen thanked him, getting out of the car.  William slid towards where she had just been and rolled down the window.  “I’ll see you tomorrow, right?” he asked.  They were facing the Bruins tomorrow.  She needed to be there.  

“I’ll be there,” she said, unable to hold her smile.  “Get some sleep, Will.  You’ve gotta score tomorrow.”

“Only for you, minskatt.”

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[lildevyl]

Pick Me Up Playlist

@jellymadebutler  I know you said you’re not feeling your best so here’s a “Pick Me up Playlist” for ya or for anyone needs it!

(Markiplier)

Try Not To Laugh Challenge:  This is actually backwards! It goes from 23-1 but it’s still a nice Playlist to watch!

Markiplier Makes:  This is the whole Playlist of the infamous Markiplier Makes Videos!  It’s really funny!

Among Us:  Among Us is a new game that’s out there on Steam.  You’re either a Crewmate going trying to do tasks to keep the ship going until you reach your destination or the you’re the Imposter! What happens when you get a bunch of YouTubers together for a classic Whodunnit?  Chaos and hilarity in sue!

Minecraft:  I’m not big into Minecraft but it is very funny seeing Mark and Sean play this and see what they come up with!

I Am Bread:  This is a rage game just letting you know ahead of time!  But it is funny seeing Mark rage out of the game!  But like I said this is a rage game so there is some yelling/screaming in it!

Getting Over It:  This another rage game!  It is quite funny but like I said it is a Rage Game so there is screaming and yelling involved!

Pogo Stuck:  This is a somewhat kind of rage game!  It first starts out with Bob, Wade, and Mark playing it.  But then Mark starts playing it by himself and yes there is some yelling and screaming in the videos so fair warning!

Uno:  This is quite a hilarious game series!  It’s Mark and his friends playing the online game of Uno!

Monopoly:  This a goo game series and is quite hilarious!  It’s Mark, Bob and Wade and there is one where Lixian joins!  It really funny and think you might enjoy it!

(JackSepticeye)

Undertale:  The best way to start you off with JackSepticeye is one of his most famous series of all time, Undertale!  Undertale is about a human that falls in the Monster World and go about it learning the Monster World while trying to get home! It’s a text based game and Jack does the voices for the characters!

Deltarune:  The Sequel to Undertale!  Or that’s what everyone seems to be calling it!  I haven’t had the chance to watch the series but I’ve heard it’s really good!

Slime Rancher:  Literally you are a Rancher raising all kinds of different slimes!  It’s really cute and funny!

Cuphead:  This is a very old school cartoon like style game.  There is some violence in it but it’s mild and no more then what actual cartoons, like Tom and Jerry and the Animatics.

Bendy and the Inc Machine:  This is a horror game but it’s not the scary!  There are some jump scares but it’s more like FNAF kind of jump scare.  So, it will be scare ya but not that much.  It’s like a cartoon horror game.  Again some violence in the game but it’s mild.  This also kinda of spawn the idea of the JSE Fan Made Ego Shawn Flynn!  Jack has a cameo in the game!

Animal Crossing:  Nice little story driven game that Jack plays on his switch.  It’s very cute and it’s a nice little game to series to watch!

Spiderman:  Jack finally gets to play as his all time favorite Super Hero from his childhood!  Spiderman!

Spiderman Miles Morales:  The next gen starts now!  With the new Spiderman!  This game is based of the movie Spiderman into the Spider verse and I can’t wait to watch it and watch this series of Jack’s!

Spyro 3: Remake:  This is a cute series of the game Spyro 3 redone for the PS3!  It’s super cute and a lot of fun!  I think you might enjoy this one!

Minecraft:  Like I said, I’m not into Minecraft but this is a nice and cute series that Jack has!  Filled with a lot of Adventure and some scary events!

Meme Time!:  A cute series that Jack started where he goes on his Subreddit and looks at some of our Memes that we did!

Luigi’s Mason 3:  I can’t make a playlist for someone to watch and not include this!  This is so cute and wholesome!  It’s all from Luigi’s point of view and how he’s going to try and stop the Ghost King and save his brother and friends!

Among Us:  I have to include Jack’s!  This is so funny with Jack and his friends!  I think you might enjoy this!

(CrankGamePlays)

Pokémon: I haven’t watched this series yet, but I’ve heard great things about it!

 Papers Please:  This is very hilarious!  I’ve seen a couple of episodes and I think you might like it!

Animal Crossing:  I did enjoy watching Ethan play this!  It’s really funny and wholesome and I think you might enjoy it!

Slime Rancher:  I have to include this!  I watched this when I was feeling a little down during Quarantine.  It’s really funny!

(DolphinTreasureArt)

This a YouTuber that I found when I went browsing for Markiplier and JackSepticeye fan-made games!  DolphinTreasureArt plays fan-made games and indie games on her channel.  Along with some Cosplays and Artwork that she has done.  Some of her Fanart has gotten in a couple of fan games!

Septiscape:  First off, this series is near and dear to my heart!  This is the first ever series that watched back in 2k18 when I first found Erin’s Channel!  This helped me get over my writers block and led to me to writing my first fanfic that I wrote in over a year!  This one is an older version but I still love it!

Jack finds himself trapped in his own mind, the Mindscape and is trying to find his way home!  Along the way he finds out the Egos that he created are more then just Egos!  But at the same time, some sort of Corruption and happening with Jack’s mind and many of the Ego’s Worlds is collapsing!

Septiscape: Livestream #HopeFromHome:  This is the livestream of the updated version of the game!  It’s about 8 hours long but you can skip some parts, especially since some of the fights can be a bit repetive but I wanted to include this one!  

Soulscape:  I can’t put in Septiscape and not give you the sequel as well!  This is the well awaited sequel to Septiscape!  After the adventures of the first game, the Egos go and try to enjoy a nice little R&R only for someone to stalking Anti and trying to take his soul pieces back!  Join Anti and the Egos as they try to figure out what it going on and help save Anti before it’s too late!  And there is really cool plot twist!

Hearts and Heroes:  This is another one that is near and dear to my heart! I will also link Mark’s playthrough as well!  Hearts and Heroes and about you the fans of Markiplier and the journey that the fans go through trying to help save people from the Monsters the haunt their dreams and to help save Mark from his worst Nightmare.  Markiplier’s Playthrough here.

Septiclands: A JackSepticeye Fan Game:  This is very funny series that DolphinTreasureArt has done!  It’s silly and goofy and it has a very weird plot but it’s absolutely one of my favorites!  It’s also on her longest series as well!

The Boss: A JackSepticeye Fan Game:  Just like Heats and Heroes is near and dear to me heart so is this game!  I’ll leave a link to Jack’s Playthrough as well!  This is near and dear to my heart b/c it’s the first JackSepticeye Fan Game that I came across.  It was on Jack’s Channel that first saw it and then I watched Erin’s.  This is nice little RPG Game, but it’s about Jack being sucked into his computer and has to try and find his way home! On the way he finds out that there is two subscribers that lost in his computer and there is a major twist at the end!

The Boss Is Nothing: His Side of the Story:  I don’t want to give away what happens in the Boss!  So, this the other side of the story of The Boss!  In the Boss, Jack comes across someone he never thought he would, so now we’re getting his side of the story and why did what he did to Jack!

Glitch in the System: Chapter 1:  This is a very special game!  It’s the sequel to The Boss!  The developers over at Sarcastic Pasta Games is working hard to get chapter two out!  Chapter one is really good and you get see Erin do some Cosplay along with some voice acting for the characters/Egos!

Septic Storm:  This is a cute little fan game that’s a bit old, but it’s a very cute RPG Game!  Join, Jack, Mark and Felix as they battle Billy to end this battle once and for all!  Only to find out that Billy isn’t the one that truly is behind this, but someone else entirely!

CrankGamePlays Fan Game: The Crank Chronicles:  This is a RPG Fan Game of one Ethan Nester CrankGamePlays!  Ethan has find himself in a distant land thanks to the help of a powerful Sorceress!  But an evil threatens the land!  With help of his two best friends Mark and Tyler, Ethan goes on a quest to help save this land and find his way home!  I don’t if the developer ever did the sequel to the this game or not but it’s not a bad game!

#markiplier #jacksepticeye #crankgameplays #dolphintreasureart #jellymadebutter #here's a nice list of playthroughs for ya! #i hope you feel better #and my inbox is always open if you need and/or want talk!

[drethanramslay]

You know me im a loyal hoe to (3) men now.... Can I please have the. “God, I love your face.” for Ethan and mc? ... But like wasted mc please

Thanks for the ask @noboundariesplease 💙

#43-“God, I love your face.”

You can find the prompt list here.

Taglist: @miyakokurono @trappedinfandoms @openheart12 @sekizincimektup @junggoku @ethandaddyramsey @edith-eggs1 @ethanramseysgirl @samihatuli @loveellamae @x-kyne-x @paulfwesley @zeniamiii @binny1985 @an-urban-witch-ig @ramseyegerton @noboundariesplease @mrsdr-ethan-ramsey @newcolonies @mkamra2355 @unluckygs @choices-love-affair @kaavyaethanramsey  @caseyvalentineramsey @ohramsey @virtualrain202 @squishywizardhq  @junehiratas @itsgoingnuts

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That's my man

"Cheers to our victory against those Mass Kenmore rats!! Wooh!" The entire bunch of residents clinked their tequila glasses before they downed the contents. Their faces puckered as the liquid burned their throats.

"God! I am definitely gonna feel that tomorrow." Bryce groaned as propped his face on his hand on the bar.

Leah turned towards him, his sunglasses on her face. Elijah was half asleep in his wheelchair, while Sienna was scrutinizing the peanuts before eating them.

"God, meathead you are WEAK!" Jackie said, a goofy smile on her face as she tried to smack his head, but ended up being way off. Her hand went over his head.

"Ha! Look at you, Jackie! You can't even see beyond your nose! That's why they call you nosewipe." Everyone laughed out loud and Leah wheezed, clutching her stomach as peels of laughter was heard from the group. Jackie muttered into her drink.

It wasn't that funny a joke, but everything seems funny when you are drunk.

"Oh my god Bryce. When did you get so funny??" Leah asked as she leaned her head on Sienna.

"It's in my genes, baby."

"No, you are wearing sweatpants." Elijah pointed out and they again started laughing.

"When did our sense of humour degrade?" Rafael asked as he threw his arm around Sora.

Sienna got up and walked behind the bar to get a mixer.

"Uhh... Sienna what are you doing?" Leah asked with hazy eyes.

"I want apple juice." She reached for her iPhone and proceeded to put it in the mixer.

"Sienna NO!" Reggie stopped her before she could press the on button. Ethan looked up from his side of the bar and walked towards the loud group of residents.

"Trinh. Step back from mixer. And here is your apple juice." Ethan gently pulled her out and made her sit in her seat.

"Oh. My. God. Ethannnnn!" Leah squealed as reached out to hug him. She slammed her face into his chest which resulted in him releasing a "oomph" sound.

"You are drunk sunshine."

"NOOO!! I am just sooo happy that I am blinded... Like seriously, I can't see shit."

"Well that's because you are wearing sunglasses indoors, at night time." He said as he took out the glasses.

"And God said.. let there be light.", She spread her arms wide which ended up in her smacking Bryce in the face. "Ethan... YOU are the only real one. Wait.."

She stood up on the counter wobbly and Ethan's eyes widened. "Sunshine-"

"Shhh! Attention EVERYONE."

The patrons of the bar unwillingly eyed the resident. "Thank you. I would like to take this moment to give a huge shoutout to my boyfriend- Ethan Jonah Ramsey. He is hot, he is intelligent, he is caring, he is loving, he is perfection in human form. I'm damn lucky to have him in my life. He is the best out there."

She pointed both her hands towards Ethan and said. "That's my man!!" All eyes landed on him and he face palmed.

God, sunshine...

"Thanks for coming to my Ted talk, dudes. Peace out." She jumped from the counter. Ethan reached ahead and caught her in bridal style, as if it was a reflex action.

"Sunshine, you could have hurt yourself!"

"But you caught me didn't you?" She looped her arms around his neck.

"That I did. Let's go home and put you to sleep." They said their good byes and he carried her outm

Leah just stared at his beautiful face. The accentuated jawline which was covered with his stubble, the high cheekbones, the long eyes lashes that she was so jealous of, the luscious brown locks that fell over his forehead and those lips... Those sinful lips that could work wonders...

"You are staring." He said as he put her down on her feet outside Donahue's.

“God, I love your face.” she said as she pressed both her palms against his cheeks and squished his cheeks. "So fucking sexy that I just want to eat you."

Ethan couldn't help but chuckle at her inebriated state. "Is it, sunshine?"

"YESSSS." She slurred the words.

"We shall see at home, shall we?" Ethan asked smirking.

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Also, I just wanted to say that I have seen all of your asks and I'm working on it and it might take time

Please forgive me before hand if you see your ask after a couple of days😓

#anushka writes #writing prompts #choices stories we play #choices stories you play #choices oh #choices #open heart fanfiction #open heart mc #open heart 2 #open heart #ohsy #dr ethan ramsey #ethan x mc #ethan ramsey #ethan jonah ramsey #ethan ramsey one shot #ethan ramsey x mc

[okayoonoh]

TEN’S FAMILY

here’s the guide to ten’s rambunctious family! i have so many ideas for ten’s family it’s hard to settle for just one main one lol

here’s the masterlist to all things nct dad related! a johnny family scenario is coming out soon ;)

CHITTAPHON LEECHAIYAPORNKUL (TEN)

he has three kids, 2 boys and 1 girl. kasem leechaiyapornkul (kaleb) is the oldest, 3 years later, somchai leechaiyapornkul (shawn) was born, and 5 years after that, amarin leechaiyapornkul (aria) was born.

(when aria was born, kaleb was 8 and shawn was 5)

KASEM LEECHAIYAPORNKUL (KALEB): >> as a baby <<

ooh boy

he was a trouble maker from the start

you guys thought you were ready for parenthood

which you were

but you weren’t ready for kaleb

he was a handful

he broke everything he touched

like he was gifted with a mountain of toys

broke every single on of them

how?

the world may never know.

he was a handful that never gave you guys a break 

but those few moments when he’ll flash you a smile that looks just like his dad’s?

everything was worth it

he honestly just was a lot tho

like if you know return of the superman

he’s a lot like ko seungjae with how crazy he can be

like he was really advanced as a baby too

like the second he learned how to crawl

he was already trying to stand up by himself

he was really good with rhythms at a young age

like most babies just bang on stuff

but if you played music

he would genuinely try to keep in time with everything

and he lowkey does

a musical prodigy tbh

he wasn’t that sensitive

like he wouldn’t cry at the smallest things

he just was full of energy 24/7

like if you didn’t swaddle him while he was sleeping

he would mess up the whole entire bassinet

he also loved to grab your hair like all the time

it was really annoying

it got to the point where either you tied your hair up constantly or you cut it

but he didn’t grab your hair just for the fun of it

he grabbed it because he wanted to bring your face down closer to his so you can give him a big ‘ole kiss

he was full of boundless energy but it’s with good reasons

>> as a child <<

still a trouble maker

he’s the main source of your’s and ten’s headaches

you know how like ten can be annoyingly cute?

that’s kaleb 24/7

loves to boss around his younger siblings

you’ve had to have many conversations with him about that

ten: kaleb, your siblings are not your servants.

kaleb: but i’m the oldest!

ten: that’s true. we take it back

you: nO THAT’S NOT TRUE TEN WHY DID HE SWAY YOU SO EASILY?

ten is so happy that his first child was a son

all of the things he mentioned in that one live about his son

he’s gonna do it

from a young age, kaleb already knew how to speak thai, english, and a little bit of mandarin

he taught him how to dance

he taught him how to play piano

honestly just like

baby ten?

that’s kaleb

ten is really good at handling him

but like if it’s logic that ten can’t argue with

then you’re screwed

for example

kaleb: dad, let’s cover the house with bubbles so it cleans everything and we can play in them

ten: that is a compelling argument son, but i like the way you think. so efficient

kaleb: anD MOM WILL LIKE IT TOO! WE’LL CLEAN THE HOUSE FOR HER!

thank god you were out of soap that day

the two of them feed off of each other’s energies tbh

like, again, return of the superman

ten and kaleb would be running up and down the streets

like you’ll send them on a task to just get some eggs or something

and they’ll return with the eggs!

but also like 500 different kinds of candy

and a cat

he loves animals

he’s really empathetic

he doesn’t deal with any bs tho

like if someone is complaining about something that isn’t a problem

he doesn’t deal with it

he’ll straight up tell them to stop

he’s best friends with johnny’s oldest, noah seo.

they’re honestly just like their dads when they hang out

genetics is weIRD

they relate with each other a lot because they both are the oldest and they both have a little brother and a baby sister

noah calms kaleb down

kaleb brings up noah’s energy

a dynamic duo if i do say so myself

>> as a teen/adult <<

a little better

he’s still pretty bubbly and playful

but when it gets serious

he can be serious

he became a dancer alongside lee youngchul

they work together in their studio

they learned baby don’t stop for their dads and their dads were sO HECKIN PROUD LIKE THEY CRIED

he loves to choreograph stuff for groups

he’s usually the one who choreographs the dance of the year like every year

he has tens nose and lips, but your eyes

he loves to tease people

not so much a prankster

he loves to tease people like vocally

he can sing, but he prefers dancing

everyone wants him to debut lol

he doesn’t really want to

he already kinda does

he’s so wholesome and goofy

but when it gets to dancing

he can be bad cop

youngchul doesn’t have it in him to be bad cop

but kaleb?

it’s all about the dance

he’ll apologize before every practice

like “i’m sorry if i say something that offends you, but you don’t get to your goals by slacking.”

he makes his dancers work HARD

youngchul usually deals with the rookies and the newbies and the younger ones

but kaleb deals with the advanced groups and stuff

and ooh boy

he tells it as it is

like if he can tell that no one practiced

he’ll just end rehearsal right then and there

people still want to learn from him tho

and they know that he’s not doing this with any evil intent

he just respects dance and visual arts so much that he needs to know that people will be as dedicated as him

he’s a genuinely cool person tho

like when it’s not about dancing, he’s one of those guys who you can do anything with

if he sees one of his dancers genuinely struggling, he’ll stay with them after practice as late as they want to work

he’ll order them food too while they work hard

he admires hard work more than talent

honestly, a really good person/teacher who gives off the best results because of it.

SOMCHAI LEECHAIYAPORNKUL (SHAWN): >> as baby <<

an actual sweetheart

it’s like the universe gave you grace bc kaleb was such a meanie

he didn’t really cry that much

he was pretty calm

even when he cried, it wasn’t super loud

like he made the face of a crying baby

but his volume was somewhat quiet

his brother would make him cry a lot (on accident tho)

like kaleb would just want to go and play with him

but then he forgets that babies can’t catch

and the ball hits shawn in the face

and shawn will start crying

but kaleb would go and hug him, just repeating

“don’t tell mom, don’t tell mom, don’t tell mom.”

shawn wouldn’t

shawn can’t even talk yet lmao

anyway

he was just a sweetheart and people pleaser

like his older brother, he started learning languages asap

he was pretty smart too

but he was way more empathetic than anything

like he knew when ten would be gone for tour

and he’d cry if he saw a video or picture of him

same for you too

like if you were gone, he’d cry too

he loves his family so much

he was pretty curious as a little baby tho

like he would always follow kaleb

he would even copy everything kaleb did

like from a young age he looked up to kaleb and wanted to be like him

he wasn’t too much of a hassle

he would play by himself well

he was a little bit of a picky eater

he had a weak stomach :(

if you gave him something that was a little too strong in a certain flavor, he would throw up

but he wouldn’t want you to worry and most times he’d try to hold it in

but his stomach is just too weak :(

it’s okay tho, he’s still a pretty happy baby regardless

>> as a child <<

still calm

adores his older brother

does whatever his older brother says

he thinks kaleb is the coolest person in the world

he looks just like you tbh

he’s really good at taking care of his little sister

he doesn’t boss her around

shawn tries to keep the peace

he doesn’t have the most overwhelming personality like kaleb and aria

he’s just chill

he’s best friends with mark’s oldest, ethan lee, and jaehyun’s oldest, jung lani

they’re honestly the dream team

like their all so smart

they just make such woke decisions

like for example

if you sent the three of them to go get snacks

they would combine their money and get one of those gigantic value bags

seeing the three of them together is so endearing

like the three of them listen so well

if you’re out with them and they walk together, they’ll all hold hands so they don’t lose each other

no one knows where this adorable bond comes from

but it’s just so nice

they’re all supportive of each other too

ug h

just the sweetest

i’ll stop now bc this is about shawn lol

he loves his friends and family

he’s not super sensitive

but if kaleb is mad at him, he’ll cry

he still likes to follow kaleb and do what he does

kaleb tries to mess with him, but shawn just replies with so much love

like kaleb would pull a prank

or say something like “why did you do something like that?”

“because i love you, phi*!”

*the thai version of hyung

kaleb can’t stay mad at him for too long lol

shawn likes to follow you around with whatever you do lol

like if you’re cooking, he wants to watch

if you’re cleaning, he’ll help you

he loves his family so much

he enjoys the sun and outdoors

he also enjoys taking care of the younger ones

he’s such a good older brother to aria

like he can prepare her formula, grab her diapers, etc. 

he’s so helpful and just a joy to have in the house

you’ve only had to scold him once or twice in his entire life lol

kaleb has to be scolded like once or twice a day lololol

honestly, he’s just so wholesome and made your’s and ten’s life easier

>> as a teen/adult <<

became a kindergarten teacher

he loves the simple life

doesn’t really want to be a full time idol, but he loves that his friends and family are

he is SO attractive tho

literally everyone is attracted to him

he does a little modeling on the side

after ethan and lani tricked him into going to an audition

but he prefers his job as a kindergarten teacher

he teaches at like an international school

he’s really good at it too

he teaches in english, but he can also teach in thai, mandarin, korean, japanese, etc.

moms put their kids in his class just so they can see him lol

he loves teaching kids

he loves seeing them get so excited over tiny accomplishments

he also loves being that positive role models in their lives

when it comes to girls tho?

he’s REALLY REALLY REALLY bad with girls

like

really bad

he cannot pick up hints for the life of him

like lani, ethan, and shawn would be out eating lunch

and the waitress would CLEARLY be flirting with hiim

like she even gave him his number on the receipt

and lani would be like “so... the cute waitress seems interested in you, shawn! go add her number!”

and he would turn beat red and be like

“sHE’S INTERESTED IN ME?? I THOUGHT SHE WAS JUST BEING NICE??????”

and lani and ethan both facepalm

and ethan would say something like “dude, she literally said that she’s never had a customer as cute as you.”

and shawn would be like “i thOUGHT SHE WAS TALKING ABOUT LANI!!!! :(((”

and lani would be like, “shawn... she was looking at YOU when she said that.”

poor baby is denser than a brick wall

he gets flustered and freaks out in a relationship

he’s just trying is best!

when he finally gets into a relationship

he’s so flustered like 24/7

ethan and lani would attempt to help him become more smooth and spontaneous

but anytime he does anything spontaneous it goes wrong lol

he’s not a super loud dude either

buT WHEN HE GOES TO HIS SISTER’S CONCERTS?

he’s the loudest in the room

he supports the HECK out of his siblings

he’ll go to all of kaleb’s shows/competitions

and he’ll go to all of aria’s concerts

he is decked out, head to tow, with their merch

it’s like he throws all of his pride out of the window when it comes to family

he’s honestly really good with fashion too

like he does enjoy shopping and keeping up with the trends

he like looks good 24/7

he’s just a wholesome brick wall living his best life

AMARIN LEECHAIYAPORNKUL (ARIA): >> as a baby <<

honestly

basically kaleb

but a girl

she was a little less troublesome

and more needy

kaleb would honestly be like straight up mean at times

but aria was more needy 

she always needed to be with someone

like if she was alone by herself 

she would cry

thank goodness your family was full so someone can always be with her

she loves her older brothers

to be 100% honest, she hated ten at first lol

i think some babies go through a phase where they hate their dads

i for sure did lol

like aria would just not vibe with him at all

anything bad that happened, she would blame ten

ten started getting super sad about it

kaleb and shawn would help their dad tho

and aria started warming up to him

she eventually became clingiest to him

it was just a phase i promise

ten would dress her up in the prettiest things

like there’s a whole closet in your house dedicated to aria’s pretty dresses

ten is a really good girl dad

like he’ll throw away his pride for her

if she wanted to leave the house in her sleeping beauty dress

ten would leave dressed up as the prince

(he would even dress up kaleb and shawn in animal outfits or something lol)

she has been a big eater since the beginning

like the second she could eat solid foods, it was over

she was eating everything that she could eat

her favorite foods were fruits tho rip ten

she was happiest when she was surrounded by her family with food

>> as a child <<

she became the sweetest little princes in the whole world

ten spoiled the HECK out of her 

like he bought her a whole section of toys once bc she couldn’t decide on just one

she fights with kaleb a lot

they don’t physically fight

they argue tho

kaleb tries to tell her to do something

she does it reluctantly

shawn does his best to be an amazing older brother

she listens to shawn more than she listens to kaleb just to spite him lol

she’s best friends with johnny’s youngest, luna seo, and taeyong’s youngest, lee youngmi

the three of them are like the powerpuff girls

aria is like bubbles

she is so sweet and kind and rainbows and butterflies

but the second something goes kinda wrong

she’ll freak out, cry, and/or get super duper ultra mad

no one wants to let anything hurt her bc she’s so cute and sweet

everyone is drawn by her energy lol

she’s always been tiny from the start

and she remains to be tiny

but this girl can EAT

like she can easily eat her entire body weight and then some

she loves to dress up her brothers

shawn will do it, no question

kaleb will do it too, but reluctantly

honestly, everyone in the family is so whipped for aria lol

she’s usually not super shy

but the second she meets a handsome older boy?

she becomes hella shy

she loves to color and draw

she’s also super optimistic

when she’s with luna and youngmi

she becomes so chaotic

she will YELL about how happy she is

aria is honestly a delight to have around :)

>> as a teen/adult <<

honestly

the most happy and bubbly personality

she’s so sweet and giggly like all the time

she’s tiny too

she joins a girl group with luna and youngmi

and she’s the littlest in the group

she’s their main dancer and main vocalist

this girl can BELT out notes

like she’s so little

but her voice is so strong

like her range is amazing

she has perfect pitch

and she can do runs like no tomorrow

she loves her brothers

kaleb and her still fight a little bit

but their fights aren’t serious at all

she loves animals

but she especially loves cats

she also does art as a hobby and she’s honestly really good at it

as an idol, she’s pretty wholesome

she’s really goofy

aria is the groups translator

she’s just as good as her brothers at the different languages

she has a little bit of a british accent 

she the maknae of the group

the most humble person tho

she has a hard time learning dances lol

she just takes a little bit longer than everyone else

kaleb helps her out tho

he doesn’t treat her like he treats his dancers

like he’ll tease her a bit more, but he’ll slow the moves down for her and stuff

when she does learn the moves tho ooh boy

she can be so creative with her freestyles and stuff

she loves all things cute

like her room is full of plushies

she barely throws away the plushies her fans get her because she loves all of them

she’s the type of person to find the beauty and love in everything

she loves to visit shawn’s classes and help him out with the little ones

she’s so thankful for her brothers and her dad and you!

aria makes sure that she visits home as much as possible

she’s really empathetic and will cry if things get too much :,)

honestly, everyone is thankful she became such a positive and nice person

you and ten raised her and your boys well, despite all of the headaches!

---

shawn is honestly a mood lmao

the johnny scenario is done now and will be posted soon :)

i hoped you guys liked it! i’m definitely excited to write my ult’s babies haha

also! requests are open! go ahead and drop by some suggestions about the families or even just a fluff scenario for anyone! i love writing, but sometimes, i just need some prompts to help me out lol. go ahead and drop by and let me know what y’all want!

- amy <3

#cznnet #nct #nct fluff #nct as dads #nct imagine #dad nct #ten #dad!ten #chittaphon leechaiyapornkul #dad!nct #taeil #johnny #taeyong #yuta #kun #doyoung #jaehyun #winiwin #jungwoo #lucas #mark #xiaojun #hendery #renjun #jeno #haechan #jaemin #yangyang #chenle #jisung

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INFLUENCED -

PART 10

A/N:Sorry for how long this took :(

Warm fingers encompassed yours, a soothing thumb rubbing back and forth on the back of your hand. Grayson’s other hand was adjusting the camera in front of both of you, turning the viewing screen around to make sure you were centered in the frame. Ethan stood in the corner of the room to make sure the audio was alright and the lighting remained steady throughout filming.

“You ready?” Grayson looked over at you, his free hand nudging your chin up so you would look at him – a big smile on his face.

“As I’ll ever be.” You laughed nervously, squeezing his hand in yours and making sure your hair was placed over your shoulders perfectly.

Ethan gave you the nod and Grayson smiled at the camera - “I’m back!” He laughed awkwardly and looked over at you, “Well, Ethan is here too – just behind the camera.” He pointed behind the camera, rolling his eyes at his older brother. “I figured this would be the best video for us to come back with – to address a lot of speculations that have happened since we started our break.” Grayson took a deep breath and looked seriously at the camera. “We know this has been a long three months, but we figured the first of the new year would be a good time to start things back up.”

His hand squeezed yours again, glancing over at you momentarily before turning back to the camera.

“As many of you probably know, this is Y/N - she’s been a big part of our – well, my – life for the past few months.” His voice was shaky, clearly pretty nervous. “A lot of you noticed when we started following each other on Instagram, and a lot of you had some pretty serious opinions when those photos of me with someone else came out.” He sighed again, dropping his gaze to his lap for a few seconds. “Well, I’m not proud of those – or the consequences I had to face because of those choices. I’m 19 – well 20 now – but I was 19. I am going to make mistakes, and screw up.”

“It’s the same as all of you, except it gets broadcast to 10 million people.” You spoke up, smiling softly at Grayson as he nodded at you to continue. “I’m sure every one of you out there has had your heart broken to some extent – have screwed up royally at one point or another. Gray and E aren’t perfect humans – well not all the time at least.” You giggled, shooting Ethan a smile in the corner. “I’m sure a lot of you don’t understand why he’s with me, of all the girls he could possibly be with – sometimes I don’t either - but he is. I’m also sure some of you think I’m a clout chaser or a gold digger for staying with Gray after everything that’s happened, and that’s okay, because he knows how I feel about him – and that’s what matters.”

“Thanks, Y/N.” Grayson leaned over and softly kissed your cheek, knowing it would drive the fans insane. “We just wanted to fully address what is going on between us, because I don’t want to hide her anymore. She’s my girlfriend – period.”

-

Ethan and Grayson finished filming their come-back video without you, addressing other rumors and concerns they had dealt with over the past few months. You were grateful Grayson had wanted to do this with you. After two months of working on your relationship, building up to being able to officially date, you told him you weren’t willing to be hidden forever. It didn’t take much convincing for him to agree with you; calling his management and Ethan in to let them know they didn’t have a choice on the matter.

It had been a hard time – trying to rebuild trust and confidence. There were plenty of sleepless nights spent alone, crying over Grayson when he went back to New Jersey. He made a point to FaceTime you as much as he could, trying to ensure you he wasn’t doing anything wrong. It took a while for those calls to make you feel better, but eventually they did. You started to trust him again, you started to want to be around him all the time again – it was getting better.

Both of you knew it would probably be easier to give up sometimes. When you were screaming back and forth at each other over why you weren’t comfortable with Grayson coming into the bathroom while you were showering. When you were sitting in the back of the Jeep sobbing as Ethan tried to figure out what on Earth was wrong. When Grayson’s hand slipped between the two of you softly while kissing and you had a panic attack, flashing back to the horrible night with Cole. It would’ve been easier for both of you, but you didn’t want easy – you wanted each other.

Grayson had even brought you home with him for Christmas after finding out you had spent Thanksgiving alone – not actually making it back to Santa Barbara. He had been in New Jersey for a few weeks and you had promised him you would be going home – and you had planned to. The day you were meant to go back, your mom called and told you she had to work during the holiday, so you decided to just stay in LA. You didn’t immediately tell Gray, not wanting him to feel bad that you were alone, but of course he found out. Demanding you fly back with them to Jersey for Christmas, Lisa engulfing you in a hug as soon as you set foot into her house made your heart swell and you were so grateful to feel wanted somewhere.

New Year’s Eve was spent together on the couch back in LA. Charlotte, Ethan, and a few other – now shared – friends scattered around the room, watching the ball-drop on TV. A chaste kiss shared between the two of you before you both finished off a bottle of champagne alone in his room. You knew he wanted to make a move that night, but the way your head slowly swayed back and forth and the faint smile on your lips as you looked at him made him re-think. He wanted nothing more than to hold you close to him, forever – letting you know you were safe here. That no one would ever hurt you again.

-

The response to their come-back video was not what you were expecting at all. You hadn’t had an Instagram in months; knowing it was best for your mental health to avoid it. So when Grayson showed you the supportive comments on his most recent picture of the two of you sitting together on the couch – his eyes on the side of your face, lips curled into a smile as you laughed at the camera. The caption read:

*sorry if I’m not making eye contact with the camera from now on – have a lot better things to look at now*

_

As the two of you laid down in Grayson’s large bed for the night, you couldn’t help but smile at the man lying next to you. Often you spent more nights in Grayson’s bed than your own - something that bothered Charlotte at first, but now she was happy you were happy. His strong arms wrapped firmly around you and his willingness to drive you to classes in the morning made the incentive to stay even greater.

On top of that, Grayson never wanted you to leave. He wanted you to be with him at all times, his hand holding on to yous tightly as you got out of his Jeep to go to classes, even sitting on the bathroom counter while you showered to talk to you through the steam. Tonight was no exception, his legs swinging back and forth against the cabinets as you washed your hair - his voice traveling over the stream of water.

“People are begging for more videos with you in them, isn’t that so great?” Grayson giggled, you could almost picture his goofy grin.

“Fantastic, Gray.” You shouted back at him, shutting off the water and reaching your hand out of the shower, waiting for Grayson to hand you a towel. “Towel me, baby.”

“Yes ma’am.” Grayson’s voice was closer now, the soft fabric of the towel finding the palm of your hand. You pulled it inside and wrapped yourself up in it, stepping out into the steamy bathroom - directly into the bare chest of your very hot boyfriend.

“Hello there.” You smirked up at him, running your hands through your wet hair and reaching around him to grab another towel to tie your hair up with. Grayson’s hands rested on your waist as you tied your hair up and started doing your skincare in the mirror. Moments like this felt so normal for the two of you - like you’d been doing this your entire lives. His eyes were trained on your face as you finished brushing your teeth and letting your lotion dry onto your face.

“Beautiful, Y/N.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your temple before heading off into the bedroom - his sweatpants hanging low on his waist.

He tried so hard every day to make sure you felt comfortable around him - and you did, but it wasn’t always easy. Your insecurities overwhelmed you sometimes and flashbacks of unwanted sexual touching made it hard to feel hands on you. Other times you were completely fine, 100% unbothered by Grayson’s hands traveling all over you. You knew it was hard for him too, there was no way for either of you to know how you would react to him sometimes. Seeing you hyperventilate or start crying took a jab at his confidence, but he understood. He wasn’t going to push you further than you wanted to go.

So as you pulled the hairbrush through your damp hair for the last time and wandered into the bedroom, leaning against the doorframe in your towel, watching as he scrolled through his phone mindlessly. It reminded you of the first night you spent with him here; recovering from entirely too much drinking and covered in dirt. Both of you were such different people just a few months ago - you had grown so much, together and individually. He finally noticed you staring at him, a small smirk creeping up on his plump lips as a blush crept across your cheeks.

“Want some of my clothes or?”He raised an eyebrow at you, going to stand up to walk towards his dresser, but you stopped him - shaking your hand at him and walking towards the bed.

“Can you hold me?” You spoke softly,tucking your lip in between your teeth - leaning on the edge of the bed next to him - still clutching the towelto your chest.

“Of course, babe.” He tossed his phone to the side, pulling you into his chest - minding the towel. His hands wrapped around your lower back as you nuzzled your head into the crook of his neck, his soft lips pressing kisses to your collarbone. “I love you, Y/N.” He whispered, his arms tightening around you firmly. Grayson had said that to you before - pretty early on in your relationship actually. He was a hopeless romantic, but you knew that didn’t make it mean less to him. Every time he said it to you it made your heart flutter, he chose the right times to let you know. It wasn’t thrown around casually, only said when he knew you needed to hear it.

“I love you too, Gray.” You muttered, pressing a kiss to his neck - smiling softly as you heard his breath catch in his throat. It had taken you a long time to feel like you could say you loved him. Even if you did all along, you were terrified of being hurt again and telling him how you felt put you at even more risk. But you knew you did. You also knew he needed to hear it as much as you did, and you wanted to let him know that you finally felt comfortable telling him.

“Yeah?” Grayson pulled back from you slightly so he could look you in the eyes. His cheeks were flushed red, a giant smile on his face as he stared at you. The smile only grew as you nodded your head at him, smiling back. “Fuck yeah.” He giggled,nodding.

“I was wondering if you maybe… wanted to…?” You bit your lip again, hoping he would catch the hint you were tossing out. His eyes widened and he raised an eyebrow at you, wanting you to explain further. “Make love to me Gray.”Your voice was quiet and sincere, hoping he could understand how much you wanted to experience this with him.

Honestly, since the first time the two of you had fooled around, nothing much else had happened. Except some intense makeouts and heavy petting, it never went further. Grayson seemed to be okay with it, probably because he hadn’t yet been blessed enough to experience sex with you - or anyone. He was okay waiting as long as you felt like you wanted to. For you though, you were desperately craving Grayson’s touch, but you hadn’t been ready for a long time. Tonight you were sure this is what you wanted. He was smiling at you wildly, but ready and willing for you to make the first moves - for your comfort and because he wasn’t really sure what he was doing.

-

Grayson’s head was buried between your legs, his fingers carefully moving in and out of you as he pressed soft kisses against your thighs. His free hand was softing gripping your breast, his eyes glancing up at you every few seconds to make sure you were still enjoying yourself. He continued to pepper kisses closer to your core, pausing for a moment to look up at you. “I want to taste you, Y/N.”

Your breath caught in your throat as Gray leaned into you, pressing a soft kiss to your sensitive clit. You nodded at him and laced your fingers through his dark brown hair, pulling his face back to you with a smile. “Lick - soft, I’ll tell you if something doesn’t feel right.”

He nodded at you confidently, beginning to softly lick against your clit; soft kisses following after. He spent ample time down there, trying his best to make you finish, but you knew he needed more experience. You softly tugged on his hair, pulling his face to yours to sloppily kiss him - tasting your remnants on his soft lips. He looked at you expectingly, waiting for your direction.

“Condom?” You whispered as he nodded, leaning over you slightly to reach into his nightstand to open up a brand new back of condoms. He nervously slipped it on, his hands shaking softly as he made sure it was on correctly. “Calmmm Gray.” You smiled up at him, your hands rubbing soft circles on his bare chest as he positioned himself in front of you and took a deep breath.

“I’m just nervous I’m not going to last - or mess up - or”

“Shh.” You held his face between your hands and pressed a kiss to his nose. “You’ll be perfect.”

You helped him guide his way into you, slowly stretching you out as he started to press in. It has been months since someone had been inside of you and Grayson was anything but small. You kept your eyes glued to his face as he fully sheathed himself inside of you - his eyes were clenched tightly shut, gasps of pleasure leaving his lips as he held himself still for a moment. He flicked his eyes open and looked down at you, pure adoration in his hazel eyes. “I love you so much, Y/N.”

“I love you too.” You assured him, your hands tangling in your hair as you pulled his chest to yours, helping him lay against you and encouraging him to move his hips against yours. “Come on baby, make love to me.”

He grunted roughly and started pumping in and out of you, pained sighs falling from his lips as he felt himself coming unglued already. His head was buried in the crook of your neck, one arm tucked underneath your neck, the other gripping your hip firmly as he ground into you. “Fuck, Y/N, I’m not going to last.” He whined, attempting to slow down a bit to make it last longer

“Come for me baby, I want you to feel good.” You whispered in his ear, your hands tracing lightly on his back, squeezing your legs around his waist tightly.

He took your words as permission to thrust a little faster, working himself up to his very first orgasm inside of a woman. As he felt his balls tighten he let out little moans of your name, his grip on your hips tightening as he fell over the edge. Curse words and sighs leaving his mouth as he collapsed on top of you, his head buried in your neck, pressing kisses to your damp skin. “I love you so, so much.” He whined into your ear, wanting to be closer to you like this forever.

“I love you too Gray.” You smiled into him, holding the sweet man against you.

#grayson dolan #ethan dolan #dolan twins #adolanables #grayson dolan imagine #grayson dolan fanfic #grayson #grayson dolan smut #ethan #influenced!grayson #influenced

[plus-size-reader]

Love Potion

Benny Weir x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1069 words

Warnings: none 

Summary: Benny uses a love potion to make his childhood crush fall in love with him, but with what consequences? 

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Benny had always been a freak with the ladies but for some reason, they wouldn't go near him.

And it wasn't just ladies in general that he wanted, it was one lady in particular…

You.

You and Benny had grown up together but at some point, you'd became friends with different people, running with different crowds.

He stayed friends with Ethan mostly, and never truly branched out when you started high school. You joined up with a few clubs and started expanding your inner circle to no longer include the goofy boy you’d once cared for so much.

There was no love lost there for Benny. He understood that it was natural and couldn’t be helped besides, just because you weren’t as close as you once were-that didn’t change that you were still the most amazing girl he’d ever laid eyes on.

You were absolutely stunning and he was more and more in love with each passing second.

It was then that he decided that he had to do something, anything to get your attention back on him, before he drove himself insane.

That was where the love potion came in.

If Benny Weir was ever going to have a chance with you, he would need something more than just himself.

Benny knew that you liked him as a person and enjoyed his company at one time, but this was now. You two were different people and he needed to account for that. You were older now and perhaps your taste had changed some over the years.

When he created it, Benny didn't really know what he was doing and when he sprayed you with it, he had no idea what would happen.

He was hoping you'd fall in love with him obviously, considering the fact that was all he'd wanted since he was in middle school.

...but he couldn't be certain. He wasn’t exactly the most accomplished warlock in existence.

Benny only knew one thing for sure- that you were the perfect girl for him; he knew it, Ethan knew it and if he could help it, you would know it too.

All he had to do was get you to smell the cologne and it would all be fine. The problem was, he had no clue how to get you to smell it without being a total creep.

He couldn't exactly spray you in the face with his bottle and expect you not to have any questions.

So he hatched a plan that would give him the contact that he wanted, and keep you from being suspicious of his weirdness.

All he had to do was wait until you passed his locker in the hallway. If he was wearing the cologne at that time and got close enough for you to smell it, then you'd be affected by it.

Or at least he hoped it would work.

"Hey Y/N, come here for a sec" Benny suggested, calling out to you from across the hall.

You weren't sure what he wanted, or what was so important that it couldn't wait but you didn't have to be to chemistry for another few minutes.

"What's up?" You wondered, sauntering over to the boy and his locker.

The fact that you were coming over at all was enough to shock him but Benny was quick to bury the excitement as you approached.

"I was just wondering if you could help me, my grandma bought this new detergent and I can't tell if it smells weird or not"

It wasn't the best excuse but it was the best he could do...and luckily, you were happy to accept it. Benny was kind of a strange guy and this was hardly the weirdest thing he’d ever asked of you.

"So you want me to what? Sniff you?" you laughed, not sure if he was serious or not.

There really was no telling with Benny and it had been so long since you two had talked this up close and personal.

It was weird...that was for sure. That being said though, you found yourself leaning in to smell his collar, just as he'd instructed.

Actually being under the effects of a love spell was odd from your point of view. You felt the same, except for the fact that every thought you had seemed to flow through a Benny filter.

"Wow! this smells amazing Benny-boo" you gushed, letting your hand fall lightly on his shoulder.

The contact was innocent but that didn't seem to matter. Your entire attention was focused on him and honestly, Benny could have melted at any moment.

"Benny-boo?" he laughed, his eyes wide as he looked at you draped across his shoulder. You had never been this way with him before and it was going to take some getting used to.

Even still, he wasn’t complaining.

Even under a spell like this, you were completely and totally perfect with the added bonus of loving him more than anything.

Maybe taking away your free will and forcing you to feel something you didn’t wasn’t the best way to get you into his life...but it was the only way. Benny wasn’t charming or manly enough to get you to love him on his own.

“You’re so adorable pooky, I wish I could just stare into your eyes for the rest of my life” you hummed, pressing a kiss to the side of his face, immediately after the initial contact, Benny felt like he could start hyperventilating.

This was what he'd wanted for so long, and it was a dream come true but there was something off about it.  

In fact, it sort of felt like a dream because while you were the one initiating the contact, you weren't really in it. There was no heart in it and it felt forced and awkward because you weren't even sure what you were doing.

Benny realized in that moment that he couldn't be in real love with you if you were just in some fever dream, it wasn't the same. It wasn't what he wanted and he wasn't really sure what to do about it.

There wasn't exactly a reverse love spell he could cast and make it all better but maybe with enough time, his grandma could help him bring you back to normal.

He'd really made a mess of things because he wasn't careful with what he wished for. He was so desperate for your love, he didn't even care about it being genuine and now he had to fix what he'd messed up...

Before it was too late.

#benny weir #benny weir x plus size reader #benny weir x ps reader #MBAV #mbav x plus size reader #mbav x ps reader #my babysitters a vampire #my babysitters a vampire imagine #my babysitters a vampire x plus size reader #my babysitters a vampire x ps reader

[sweet-steddie]

Love Fest (g.d. & e.d.)

Summary: You’re the Dolan twins’ little cuddlebug.

A/N: Hi there! I’m not new to writing fanfiction, but I am new to writing fanfiction about the Dolan twins. This is my first work about them and I hope it isn’t total shit. Whether you love it or you hate it, please leave feedback! If you think it isn’t half bad, please reblog. I’m taking requests, so please send them in! Here goes.

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 It’s Friday afternoon. I don’t have any classes scheduled for the day, so I’ll count that as a win. I’m only wearing a giant t-shirt and a sports bra and panties; no pants. I’ll count that as a win, too. But I’m not satisfied, because I’m a brat.

 I heave a dramatic sigh. What’s taking so long? Where are they? I roll my eyes and groan out loud into the abyss. I pick up my phone for the umpteenth time and my sour pout is unrecognizable to my front facing camera so I have to physically type in my password, which is such a pain in the ass. I check my messages, because surely, I’m missing something. But nope. Nothing.

 I check the group message and the last text message is from Grayson and it says We’re gonna be filming for the next few hours but we’ll be back as soon as we can! Love you and I had liked it and that had been that. But that was forever ago. And I miss my boys. I miss them to the point where I’m quickly becoming grumpy.

 I check the time and realize that it’s only 2:15 in the afternoon, but still. It’s been four hours, four whole, entire hours, since I’ve seen my boys and that just simply won’t do. My resolve is nonexistent. I FaceTime Ethan out of pure desperation and it rings about 87 times before he answers. Just the top half of his face is in the frame, thick, arched brows raised in amusement and brown, droopy eyes alight with their usual mischief.

 “Hi,” his voice rumbles through the speaker and I already feel slightly more at ease. But my demeanor remains pouty and I don’t respond, just simply stare him down through the phone. “What’s the matter?” he coos gently, pulling his arm back so that I can now see his pretty face in its entirety. His pink lips are twisted into a mild pout as he awaits my response.

 I roll my eyes and pierce him yet again with another unwavering stare. “Eth,” I sigh, as if that’s enough of a substitute for a valid explanation. But he gets it. He and Grayson both always just get it. He sighs right back at me, giving me a sympathetic pout.

 “I know, babe. I know,” he soothes, doe eyes penetrating my heart in the dumbest, mushiest way possible. “I miss you. I’m sorry we had to leave, but this is the only day that me and Gray would be able to shoot. Gray,” he suddenly addresses Grayson, looking out of the frame and I assume that he’s summoning him over.

 Surely enough, Grayson pops into frame only moments later. His carefully defined jaw moves in a rhythm as he chews on his gum. His eyes, similarly droopy to Ethan’s, are soft and framed by angelic, long lashes as he stares me down through the screen. His hair is a bit messy, but in a way that lets me know that he styled it as such on purpose. He gives me a lopsided grin, dimple denting beautifully into the tan skin of his face.

 “Hi, beautiful. Whad’dya need?” he asks and my stomach flips at all of the implications that my mind stirs up from the question. Still, I keep my expression sour. I petulantly shrug my shoulders in response, opting out of a verbal reply. They both know what I need, but I suddenly feel too embarrassed to say it out loud. Grayson hums his acknowledgment, nodding his head in the affirmative.

 “We’ll be home in the next two hours, I promise. I miss you so much,” he reassures me and it’s ridiculous, really, how mushy we’re all getting over being separated for only four hours. But it’s just our dynamic. I groan at his answer, earning a sympathetic chuckle out of both boys.

 “Two hours? 120 minutes? Grayson,” I whine and this time, the boys give a full-out laugh. I don’t see what’s so funny, but I’m cracking a little smile of my own. My stomach sinks a little as their laughter dies down. My obsession with these two is bordering on unhealthy.

 “Two hours, baby. That’s all we need to finish filming and then we’re all yours.”

 “And you’re all ours,” Ethan chimes in, raising a single brow and causing me to flush from the innuendo. The three of us have never done anything explicitly sexual, but everyone seems to be under the impression that I’m dating both twins. Probably because we worship each other, but that’s just a hunch. Our relationship is unique and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I roll my eyes to play off Ethan’s comment, but I see that both boys are wearing twin smirks as they observe me.

 “What’re you guys filming about, anyway?” I ask to divert their attention momentarily.

 “We’ll show you the footage when we get home. You’re gonna love it. Ethan is such a fucking idiot,” Grayson explains, laughing out his last few words as he looks over at Ethan, who’s rolling his eyes and lightly shoving Gray’s shoulder in retaliation.

 “Asshole,” he mutters, but it’s good-natured and Grayson and I both share a laugh at his expense.

 “Can’t wait. I’ll see you guys in two hours, sharp,” I emphasize and the twins crack smiles. I salute them through the screen and go to end the call, but I’m quickly interrupted by Ethan.

 “Wait! Wait,” he exclaims, focusing the phone on only his face. I stare at him, silently giving him the go-ahead. “I love you. That’s it,” he says and I can’t help the cheesy grin that stretches across my face.

 “I love you more, Eth,” I don’t hesitate to reciprocate. The camera is in quick, blurry motion as the phone is seemingly yanked from Ethan’s hand and is all of a sudden focused on Grayson’s face, instead.

 “I love you more than he does,” Grayson professes and I laugh, my heart light from all the affection.

 “I love you too, Gray. So much,” I say and he looks off screen, presumably at Ethan, wearing a smug smirk. I hear Ethan squawk something out in protest that gets drowned out by Grayson’s raucous laughter. When he looks back at me, his eyes are considerably softer, big, goofy grin still in place.

 “Bye, sweetheart,” he says and I give a small wave before ending the call. God, I miss them.

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 It’s been an hour and 56 minutes since that FaceTime call and to say that I’m chomping at the bits is an understatement. I rewind the show that I’ve been watching on my laptop, once again having been too distracted to pay attention to the plot.

 I had figured that binging on a show while I waited for my twins to return would be a good pastime. It had worked for the first 45 minutes and then I was toast. I know that I’ll have to rewatch at least the last episode-and-a-half of the show that I’ve been binging. Was that the sound of a car pulling up? I violently push the space bar on my keyboard to pause the show before I detangle myself from the labyrinth of blankets that I had since swaddled myself in.

 I gallop to the front door, but quickly think better of it as I hear a key unlocking it. It’s embarrassing enough that I had to admit defeat and call Ethan only four hours into he and Grayson’s filming, but it would be beyond reproach for them to find me waiting at the front door like an excited puppy. I turn on my heel and begin a hasty retreat, but I walk a total of four steps before I hear the door being flung open and shortly after, I’m being encased by a strong set of tanned arms.

 “Where do you think you’re going?” I hear the distinct sound of Grayson’s voice in my ear as he pulls me flush against his hard torso, lips immediately finding a home between my chin and my shoulder and planting loud, smacking kisses on the side of my neck as he squeezes me tight. I giggle at the ticklish sensation and grab hold of each of his forearms which are cross-crossed over my torso. I enjoy his proximity for maybe a few seconds more before I hear Ethan voice his disdain.

 “Bro, chill. I haven’t even gotten to see her yet!” he complains. And Grayson twirls us around to face Ethan, resting his chin smugly on my shoulder as he stares at his brother.

 “There, now you’ve seen her,” he declares before preparing to spin us back around again. Ethan makes quick work of prying Grayson’s arms off of me and snatching me from his hold, pulling me into a hug, wrapping one big arm around my shoulders and the other around my waist as he holds me close. I instinctively latch onto him.

 “He was hogging you all to himself,” Ethan complains close to my ear before dropping a sweet kiss to my forehead.

 “You are so cheesy, dude,” Grayson says with disgust dripping from his words from somewhere nearby and my shoulders shake with silent laughter at their bickering. They know that their arguing never fails to leave me tickled and they often do it just to get a laugh or two out of me. It’s all in good jest.

 “Whatever dude, look where she is,” Ethan retorts, nodding down to where I’m encased in his protective hold.

 “Yeah, because you literally pulled her away from me, jackass,” comes Grayson’s deadpan response. I can’t help the laugh that escapes my parted lips at this and I look up at Ethan, who has a look of incredulity splashed across his pretty face. I reach out a hand to soothingly trace a few fingers along his rigid jawline.

 “Eth,” I giggle, hoping that it conveys my willingness to sooth him. He looks down at me and the harshness of his demeanor diminishes on the spot.

 “He’s being mean to me. He’s jealous that you like me more,” he declares and that sends me into another fit of flattered, embarrassing giggles, lightly pushing at his chest. I watch as a smile breaks out across his face, the satisfaction in getting me to laugh evident. If anyone else had used this childish attempt at flirting, I would’ve rolled my eyes at best. But Ethan somehow makes it work.

 “Okay, time’s up,” I hear Grayson behind me before I feel a strong hand gently pry me out of Ethan’s grip before entwining his fingers with mine and walking us toward the kitchen. I look over my shoulder and give a pouty face to Ethan, who’s now staring daggers at the back of Grayson’s head. I love you I mouth and he’s quick to mouth it back before rolling his eyes and shuffling off in the direction of his room.

 “E!” I call out to his retreating form, stopping Grayson and I in our tracks as I take a moment to worry about whether Ethan is genuinely ruffled. He turns to look at me and smiles.

 “Just changing into some sweats, babe. Make sure Grayson doesn’t cook something disgusting, please!” He gives a cheesy, sarcastic smile that shows all of his teeth, clearly directing it at Grayson.

 “When have I ever cooked anything disgusting, Ethan? You just don’t appreciate good food!” Grayson says in a booming voice a few decibels too high for being as close as he is to Ethan, but it’s something that I’ve grown more than accustomed to.

 “Grayson, stop yelling,” is all Ethan says as he finally retreats into his room, closing the door behind him. My amusement from the exchange is clear upon my face as I turn to face Grayson once again.

 “I’m not cooking him shit,” is all he says and I burst into laughter for the millionth time since the boys have come back home. He finishes guiding us into the kitchen and I perch myself on the counter top as he busies himself with gathering ingredients for whatever he’s about to cook. I take the opportunity to admire him while he isn’t looking; he’s donning a tight fitting white t-shirt that clings sinfully to his chiseled torso. He’s also wearing a pair of blue shorts that do wonders for his thick, inked thighs, which are gorgeously displayed given the rather short length of the material.

 “Do you want a burrito bowl?” He asks over his shoulder and I nod before realizing that he can’t see me.

 “Yes, please!” I affirm and he nods, continuing on his mission to prepare meals for us. He takes a moment to discard his shirt, flinging it somewhere in the direction of the pantry before busying himself once again and my mouth is damn near watering at the sight. His broad shoulders and strong back are on glorious display as he goes about making the most mundane tasks - oiling up a pan, turning the knob on the stove, sprinkling fucking salt - look sexy.

 “Did I hear you say you’re making burrito bowls?” Ethan asks as he waltzes into the kitchen, also shirtless, with a pair of grey sweatpants slung low on his hips. And honestly, I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve two handsome, shirtless, sculpted men who dote on me in my life. I really don’t, but I’m not complaining.

 “Yeah, you want one?” Grayson asks casually over his shoulder, as if he and Ethan hadn’t been bickering moments prior and as if Grayson hadn’t explicitly declared that he wasn’t going to make Ethan any food. That’s just how he and Ethan are; their arguments all last for a grand total of five minutes, at most, before they’re back to being the best of friends.

 “Yes please,” Ethan unintentionally mimics my earlier statement before walking over to where I’m sitting on the counter top and standing between my legs. He gathers me up into his warm, bare chest and lays his head on my shoulder. I rake my fingers through his soft curls without hesitation. “I’m so glad to be home. I missed you so fucking much today,” he mutters, but Grayson must hear him because he chimes in as well.

 “I missed you, too. We’re never leaving you here while we go film again, holy shit. It was awful,” he emphasizes, shaking his head as he stirs something around in the pan before him. My heart swells to about 20 times its size as I listen to these big, strapping men spilling their guts about me, to me. And suddenly, Grayson’s standing too far away.

 “Gray?” I call out quietly and he turns around to see my free hand that’s not raking through Ethan’s hair, beckoning him toward me. He gives me that lopsided grin that turns my insides to jelly before taking slow, calculated strides in my direction. He cradles my face with one hand and I latch onto his wrist as he leans in and peppers my face with kisses. I scrunch up my nose and accept his shower of affection with pure delight. On my other side, Ethan raises his head from my shoulder and my hand gently falls from his curls as he cups my face and begins showering me with kisses on that side of my face as well.

 I let a few girlish giggles escape me as the boys continue their playful attack. “Grayson, the food?” I manage to breath out when the aroma coming from the stove begins to increase in intensity. He sighs and pulls his lips from me only to rest his forehead on my cheek, eyes closed.

 “Fine,” he relents before begrudgingly returning to the stove. Meanwhile, Ethan’s attack continues before he’s throwing his arms around my shoulders and trailing his kisses downward, first a few near my mouth, several on my chin, and a few longer, more lingering ones on my neck before he buries his face there again and I resume raking my fingers through his hair again as if I had never stopped.

 “Enjoy it while you can, E,” Grayson says without even looking back, seemingly aware of how Ethan moulded himself to me once again as soon as he stepped away. “When you run off to play Fortnite later, she’s all mine,” he states. And my stomach flips at the thought. My boys are gonna be the death of me and it’s not a bad way to go.

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[deluxedolans]

Surprise Motherfucker:

boyfriend!ethan being surprised as fuck that you came home early for winter break because you lied and said you were getting off the 21st when you really were off the 15th

grayson paid for your one way trip there because ethan was really sad and really pissy without you (so this was also a gift to grayson so he could stop dealing with ethan’s bad attitude!!)

grayson told ethan to go in the woods because he wanted to show him the new trails he cleared out so they could ride that afternoon. meanwhile, ethan was SUPER salty because he didn’t wanna go outside in the cold but also, you hadn’t texted him back since 7 AM and he thinks A.) something awful happened or B.) Jared from your psychology class took your phone again so you two could ‘focus’ when really he has a massive crush on you. that reminded ethan, he really needed to give jared a solid punch in the throat.

but in an effort to distract himself from the feelings of frustration and loneliness that plagued him whenever you’re not in his vicinity, he went outside anyway, hoping that maybe if he quadded for half an hour the aching in his heart would subside for a bit and in the meantime you’d text him back.

but when ethan walks into the clearing there’s not 4 wheelers, there’s just grayson with a camera and the rustling of the trees in the wind.

“so, where’s the quads? this was your whole idea and you said you’d bring them out so—.”

“surprise motherfucker!” you jumped out of the bushes and onto ethan’s back, the surprise force of the little being who jumped on him taking you both to the ground.

“what the fuck?” ethan would recognize that voice even in the middle of a heavy metal rock concert. he rolled over immediately and his mouth fell open in surprise, hands flying up to his face in disbelief.

“how? but you said you had—? why? what? you fucking liar!” ethan laughed pulling you into his chest, his face digging itself into your hair as he sniffed the familiar scent.

grayson laughed his boisterous laugh in the background, which was all a distant sound as soon as ethan grabbed your cheeks, flushed from the cold, and planted his frigid lips on yours. your lips moved in sync, and you found yourself winding your arms around ethans neck as he pulled you into his lap, the forrest around you entirely forgotten in those few moments of intimacy. ethan could feel his heart pounding as your tongue slipped into his mouth; the shock from your surprise as well as the fact that you were really here iniating heart palpitations.

“okay, this is getting disgusting, can you at least wait until i get out of here?” grayson cringed as he adjusted the camera in his hands.

you two broke apart, breathing heavily, both of your cheeks rosy from a lack of air, as well as the december temperature. “don’t be salty ‘cause you ain’t gettin’ any, gray,” ethan smirked, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you close.

“to be fair, you wouldn’t be getting any if it weren’t for him.” you rested your head on ethan’s shoulder, poking him in the side playfully.

“well, how was i supposed to know that?! okay, can you two freaking explain now; how did you do this? you told me you couldn’t come home until the 21st because of the way your exams were set up—it is not the 21st!”

“i lied,” you giggled, ethan’s mouth falling open once again at the realization that you were really here and tricked him.

“i wanted to surprise you; i feel like you’re always surprising the shit out of me with your gifts. like when you showed up before that big football game at school when i was homesick without telling me, or when you booked that trip to hawaii, or when you got my car detailed for me—i just wanted to surprise you for once because i really, really love you and my gifts never top yours and i just wanted you to be really sur—.” ethan cut you off with another searing kiss, his fluffy lips dancing across your own yet again. only this time it was shorter in an attempt to be more aware of grayson, the conductor of The Surprise.

“me and grayson were talking about this for months. we started talking about it just before thanksgiving break, because—.”

“you were being the biggest bitch. remember when you would not stop being such an asshole at night when she would fall asleep without facetiming you, or she wouldn’t be there to go quadding with us, or you would take really long showers when you’d be really—.”

“alright, alright, jesus christ, i’m a little bitch without my girl, i think that’s been established, alright? holy shit.” ethan interjected to silence grayson, his cheeks flushing.

“so anyway, i bought y/n train tickets to surprise you early because i literally couldn’t take your bad attitude anymore. y/n, i swear to fuck if he doesn’t marry you, he’ll be in a bad mood for the rest of his life.” at grayson’s words you blushed a deep red, and looked down at the ground; knowing you had such a sweet boy who cared about you so much to the point that he couldn’t help but be a grump when you weren’t around made your heart swell three times in size. ethan also blushed, knowing that grayson was beyond right, but he also willed his brother to shut up, so as not to scare you off; you’d been dating for a year and a half and you were still in college, ethan knew you were the one but he also knew now was not the right time to pop the question.

“alright, come here, big guy,” ethan called out to grayson, breaking his hug from you for a moment to reach out for his younger brother.

ethan embraced grayson, clapping him on the back. “thank you s’much, bro, i really fuckin’ needed this.”

“you really did fuckin’ need her,” grayson mumbled back, shoving his brother towards you, a goofy smile on his face as he watched his brother’s eyes light up.

“now will you stop being such a dick? you are so freaking crabby when she’s not here and—.”

“it will only be reduced, not terminated, sorry,” ethan sing-songed as he locked his arms around your waist from behind, swinging you back and forth in his grasp.

“yeah, annoying douchebag is a natural extension of his personality, haven’t you heard?” you sassed, causing ethan to smack your ass in fake disapproval.

grayson rolled his eyes, “do not smack her ass in front of me. jesus, that’s like a guy doing that to cam,” grayson complained, shielding his eyes from the sight in front of him.

ethan then took that moment to sweep you off your feet, carrying you bridal style towards the house, “who’s the little bitch now?” ethan shouted over his shoulder as the two of giggled like little kids on christmas as you stared into each other’s eyes.

ethan decided then that he was determined to make this the most memorable holiday break for you yet.

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[dolantmego]

The Fallout 2

Summary: You’ve got the chance of a lifetime. Directing the Broadway premiere of an original script. But your two lead actors throw you for a loop. Especially when Ethan Dolan shows up and just about makes your knees go weak. Professional integrity and family drama? What could go wrong?

Warnings: None really. Mention of an impure thought and some family trauma. Not graphic!

A/N: Okay so! Part two! Sorry it took so long. My personal/professional life got a bit hectic this past week! I hope you enjoy it. As always thank you so much for reading!

Part one 

Lunch with the Dolan crew was every bit as stressful as you expected it to be. Edith and Parker insist upon sandwiches from the shop down the street; much to Ethan’s dismay, who not so subtly hints on several occasions that pizza sounds good. He asks you what your favorite place to eat around here is, which makes you cringe. You usually didn’t leave the theatre for lunch. It gets so busy and everyone has questions to ask you. By the time you finish notes and the first round of actors and designers with questions back off, the ones that had gone to lunch and then come back early to talk to you are already arriving. On a typical day your assistant picks you something up from wherever. If you even ate lunch that day. So going out with the two youngest in your show was refreshing, not to mention getting to spend time with their extremely good looking uncle who had allowed you along for the ride. Ethan had declared a ‘no work garble,’ rule, mainly so the kids and yourself actually had a break.

Parker had tried to ask you a question about what you were doing for the rest of the day. Which in retrospect you didn’t mind answering--even though he’d asked 3 different crew members already. Ethan shook his finger at the small boy and tisks.

“If you’re going to talk about work then I’ll be forced to talk about work. Beep boop expenditures. Bop boop beep meetings. Bop bop changes in expectations for the next quarter.” He mimes a robot walk and both of the kids break into a fit of giggles, begging for him to end the ‘torture.’ He throws a wink at you when they both turn around and start chatting amongst themselves and you grin back. Women thought men with babies were hot? Ethan is shaking you up from just these small interactions with Edith and Parker. You’ll combust if he’s ever holding a baby in your presence. You’re sure of it.

Ethan insists upon buying your lunch, despite your protests, and the four of you settle at a small round table by a window looking out on the busy streets of New York City. His interactions with the kids are heartfelt and adorable. It’s even more striking that he looks like he could be their father. The way they move around each other even looks like he’s their father and it makes you wonder how ofter the other Mr. Dolan is around. They’d been elated to talk to him on the phone earlier, but this looks more like the natural groove for the children. You have the sudden urge to reach over and comfort the man next to you, even though you’ve only known this man for what? Maybe 5 hours?

“Eadie Beanie you need to be careful, I don’t know how to get ketchup out of clothes okay? And your nana just bought you that sweater.” Ethan reaches over to wipe off the little girl’s face, smiling despite the interruption of your conversation. Not that you two had reached any interesting subject with the kids listening in. Edith squirms away from his wiping and pouts. The two have a small stare down before she huffs and takes another reluctant bite of her sandwich. Ethan laughs and ruffles Parker’s hair--who has been absorbed in the small handheld game he whipped out of his pocket as soon as you sat down.

“Ms. Y/L/N are you married?” You choke on your drink and Ethan lets out a small nervous laugh. You swear you notice Edith’s eyes sparkle a bit when he question affects you so. But she smiles a sweet smile and looks at you expectantly.

“Edith lets not ask such personal questions okay?” Ethan raises an eyebrow at the little girl and she makes another pout face.

“Why? You’re not asking the questions. You guys talk about boring stuff! Somebody has make this less blech!” Edith smirks knowingly at her uncle and tugs on Parker’s arm for attention. She seems to be a pretty observant kid for her age. Both of them are smart, you already knew that, they are homeschooled because of their rehearsal schedule. Parker has proudly announced to the cast that he’s on a 10th grade reading level. Loudly. Many times.

Edith tugs on her brother again and Parker hmms without looking up from his game, “Parker I’m sure if  you ask E-Tee to give us money he’ll let us go buy cake.” Parker’s head whips up at that and both the kids look expectantly over at Ethan, whose head is in his hands shaking back and forth. You laugh at the family’s interaction and wonder how often it’s like this. You quickly pull $5 out of your purse to hand to the kids before Ethan can stop you, he didn’t let you buy lunch so you’ll treat the kids.

A chorus of thank you’s breakout and they both hop off to the long line at the counter, no doubt to order a bunch of sugar they don’t need. You realize that you’re going to have to get them to focus later and that you REALLY didn’t think that through. Ethan looks up from his hands and dead pans at you.

“You really didn’t have to and definitely should not have done that.” You laugh at his mock broken tone and he cracks a smile at your giggle, “Guys! Dairy free!” He calls out across the restaurant, pointing at them with a mock angry face. They both fall into a fit of giggles and nod before turning back to the menu.

“I think I definitely just saw Edith point at the cheesecake.” You joke, and Ethan whips around pretending to get ready to go after the two kids. You both laugh again, before leaning forward to be comfortably closer to one another.

“So. Thanks to the kids I have learned,” Ethan counts each tid bit off on his fingers, mock seriously. “Your favorite color. What you want to be when you grow up. Your favorite Disney movie. What your middle name is. What your least favorite vegetable is. And finally the kicker that you did not get to answer.” You raise an eyebrow at the last one and pretend to think very hard.

“Oh yes? And what was that?” You grin slyly and play with the straw in your drink. Ethan wiggles his eyebrows suggestively to make you laugh again. He really was something else. Funny. Attentive. Great with the kids. Why the hell wasn’t he married? That last thought strikes you as a tad ominous. Darker thoughts threaten to board the ever moving train in your mind and you make an effort to push it out of your head for the moment. You had plenty of time to worry about that later.

“Well Eadie seems to be worried that you’re married.” You widen your eyes, pretending to be shocked, “But I’m a smart man. I can see you aren’t wearing a ring.” His eyes drift to your bare ring finger, and you nod.

“Great observation Mr. Holmes. Anything else?” You inquire with a squinted eye. This little game the two of you were playing was so refreshing. Both of you were just having fun being a little goofy together. Ethan nods and pretends to sit back and smoke from a pipe. You loved that he would be silly and mess around with you, but it wasn’t a crazy ordeal that took everyone in the restaurant’s attention. This is just a fun moment being shared between the two of you.

“Well then I can make the deduction that you aren’t married.” He shoots forward in a flash and you let out a squeak. “BUT!” His voice is loud and then gets very quiet, “I must inquire further for my next deduction.” You laugh and try to hold a serious face while nodding for him to continue. This man is really bringing out a different side of you. Doing the job that you do requires such a high level of seriousness in order for you to gain respect, that you forget to have fun a lot. Not that you are unhappy or don’t feel creative in your work, that isn't the case at all. But you do find yourself missing moments like these. Most of your interactions with your crew and cast are light hearted, but you have to hold yourself back for the sake of professionality. There is a tinge of loneliness that comes with being the director. The only person who is close to your level is LJ, and she has to hold just as much of a professional air as you do. If not more.

You justify it by coming to the conclusion that Ethan isn’t involved in this part of your life at all. Sure he is close to two of your actors, but an uncle is far less of an entanglement than an actual parent right? Though Ethan really did look like more than just an uncle. The kids are already cast, though. The show is in tech now, your role is truly almost over. Is there any harm that could be done? Again, that tiny dark feeling you can’t place washes over you. Guilt? Fear? You aren’t sure. Pushing the questions away is harder this time. This time, the escape is narrow.

Ethan must notice the change in your demeanor even though you try to brush past it. What is with you today and the overthinking? It really has been to long since you’ve been out with a man. Or gone out in general really. Ouch. Stopping yourself from thinking about that number really is all too easy.

He drops the character entirely and a shy boy peeks out from under his layers. One that looks as if he genuinely wants to know the answer to his next question. Your heart melts further when he glances at the children by the counter before looking back to you.

“Are you? Dating anybody?”

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Ethan had no idea if this was going well or not. Y/N is laughing and the kids are being their normal selves, but he wonders if you think his family is crazy. They are. But he loves them with everything he has. Which, considering the last few years isn’t very much, his family took up so much space in his heart, he really didn’t leave much else for anyone else. Not that he had--or made--the time for that.

Ethan is extremely well off, Dolan Productions continues to grow everyday. He could probably stop working today and lead a stable life. Sure, they have the property in New Jersey. The one in LA. Grayson still owned his old family home and Ethan may or may not have a cottage in Europe somewhere that he never discloses the location to. And both boys have plenty in the bank. But Ethan enjoys working, he likes the sense of purpose and accomplishment it provides. With an added bonus of proving everyone who ever said he and Grayson were crazy or worse, wrong. Oh so very wrong.

Gray had married first and created his settled life with his kids, and then Ethan had become the weird one. First he and Gray were crazy. Then they were ‘young and ambitious businessmen.’ Then Gray became super dad and Ethan was just ‘ambitious and possibly lonely,’ according to his mother. Then the scandal hit and both boys ducked as far under the radar as they could. Now the ‘Dolan Twins’ were no longer the face of their own company. Both were still in charge and worked, but they’d let their lives get more quiet. Somebody else did most of the PR now. After seeing how the media could ruin something already so broken, neither of the boys ever wanted to be the talk of the town again. And they definitely never, ever, wanted that for Parker and Edith. Convincing Gray to let them be in a Broadway show took weeks. Their mother ended up pulling Grayson by the ear into her bedroom and they didn’t come out for a good 45 minutes.

Though right now Ethan had no idea why he’d stuck his neck out for these heathens in the first place. Parks was hunched over in a game and barely speaking, it wasn’t the most polite move in the world, but Ethan preferred his nephew about 10 times more than his niece right now. She was a lot like her aunt Cam and a lot like her grandmother. Always talking, noticing everything, and being too smart for her own good. Including right now, where she was practically grilling Y/N, and making not-so-subtle-9-year-old-pointed glances at Ethan. ‘Oh that’s E-Tee’s favorite color too!’ Even though Ethan was sure the little girl had no idea what his favorite color was.

Not that it mattered nor did Edith probably care.

“Ms. Y/L/N are you married?” Edith’s face looks innocent when she poses the question, but Ethan can see the mischief in her eyes. It was the same look she had before she’d run and tell her daddy about the cookie Ethan had given her after bedtime when he wouldn’t supply her with another one. He lets out a small passive chuckle and squints throws a dirty look to the little girl. Evil genius child.

“Edith lets not ask such personal questions okay?” He raises an eyebrow and silently begs the universe to just do him this one solid and have the little girl just go with it.

Of course she doesn’t and Ethan ends up with his head in his hands in embarrassment, again. But you don’t miss a beat, and boy does he notice. You were always so collected around other people, which of course was part of your job, but Ethan is an awe at how smooth you are. He’s seen people blow up at these two kids and blow up at him, but you’re laughing and taking it in stride. Which encourages his confidence back up enough to get the courage to go for the same question he’d been wanting to ask you.

Why aren’t you married? Could you possibly be single? How? With those eyes? Your passion? And your hair? Your very beautiful and, well, pullable hair?

There’s gotta be something wrong with this chick.

And there it was. There’s the thought he’d been fearing would pop up. The inevitable, well there-has-to-be-something-wrong-here-and-if-there-isn’t-then-you-sure-will-cause-it thought. Dammit. Ethan really didn’t want his mother to be right when she talks about how emotionally stunted her boys have become, but here he was. Wondering if the nice, beautiful woman in front of him could be some sort of secret psychopath. He’d seen it before. Or if maybe Ethan was the secret psychopath who didn’t really want somebody to love him, or somebody for him to love. He’d seen that all go wrong before too. Ethan looks at Edith and Parker trying to buy cake at the counter, he’d seen the damage all of the fallout could really cause.

But he has to know, all jokes aside. Something in him has to know.

“Are you? Dating anyone?” He watches your eyes for your response, hoping the answer would be no. It had to be. You wouldn’t be out for lunch with him if you had someone else would you?

“Ah. No, no I’m not.” Ethan swears, but never admits that his heart skips a beat at your answer. He grins widely, not trying to hide it, and your grin matches his.

“Would you consider going out with me sometime?” Ethan’s mind and stomach feel like static waiting for your answer, which doesn’t come as soon as he’d like, due to the untimely return of his crew. Edith hops up with Parker in tow, who has his face screwed up in disgust.

“Finally!” Edith cries excitedly, looking between the two of you.

“Thats gross.” Parker mumbles, before shoving a bite of cake into his mouth. Edith frowns deeply at him and looks at you expectantly. Ethan groans again, of course. Of course Edith had to hear that. Now Grayson will hear and so will his mother and probably Cam. Great.

“Well since we know you’ll say yes, you should come on monday cause thats when theres no rehearsal. And we can make cake and you can meet Nana!” Edith’s eye shine brightly and she grins, “Nana gets upset cause E-tee-wee-tee doesn’t bring home girls. But now you’ll come!” She smiles proudly at Ethan and he’s got a deadpan face on, directed right at her. Why did she always feel the need to get involved in everything? And now Y/N knows his stupid nickname he’d been trying to be rid of ever since Grayson plastered it on their old YouTube Channel.

Ethan puts his chin in his hand and huffs, might as well let the little girl talk. This was her date anyway. He holds back a wince, is he really jealous of a seven-year-old? Ethan looks over to you at the same time you glance at him and a smile forms on his face. You didn’t look annoyed at all. In fact you looked like you were still having a great time. Yup, definitely jealous of anybody who could make you smile like that. He winks at you and it makes you laugh, which prompts Edith to stop talking about whatever she decided to ramble about--her room maybe?

“Excuse me!” Edith harps, but Ethan is too wrapped up in staring at you, and you’re too wrapped up in staring back. “Fine. As we say in theater, silence means argument!” That statement breaks the semi staring contest the two of you entered and Ethan draws his eyebrows together.

“Agreement. Silence means agreement Edith.” Y/N winks at the little girl, who nods. You turn to Ethan and he shifts nervously under your gaze. “But I think your uncle and I can probably work something out.”

“Yes! Yeah. Um absolutely.” Ethan quips almost too quickly. He pauses for a moment and makes a mental note to drop the weirdo excitement and speak like a normal person and not like his brother. But where to take you? Dinner? A movie? Neither sounded special, and a movie was definitely out. You weren’t 15-year-olds on a first date. Ethan is fumbling and he knows it. He hasn’t taken a girl out on a date in years. He splutters for a moment and his brain has a small meltdown. You live in the city. He lives an hour away, was there a place in the middle? He had no idea. There was a gas station off the interstate on one of the exits, but that definitely wouldn’t work.

Well fuck. Should he entertain Edith’s idea? He imagines you in New Jersey for a moment. Would you like it? The land? His home? You’d have to meet his mom. Though he was pretty sure Lisa had picked up the kids at least once or twice. And you could handle Eadie and Parks like a champ. But take you to his home on a first date? People didn’t do that, did they? He didn’t think so. But. That meant it was original. Which kinda made it special. Right?

Dammit. New Jersey it is.

“If you’d like to come out to the farm, I think that would be great?”

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[nasapeepoplier]

Darkiplier vs Antisepticeye

  I have read many comments and reactions to this video since it released.  I thought I would put my own thoughts out there as well. I have to start off by saying that I adore both Mark and Sean.  They seem like such wonderful people and the fact that they do so much for their subscribers and for others is truly admirable.  I really enjoy everything these guys work so hard to put out there for us to watch.  They deserve nothing but love and thanks for going above and beyond the “Let’s Plays” that their channels are known for.

 I was really drawn in when Mark and Jack decided to do their dark, alter egos because I love horror and sci-fi.  I have really enjoyed their videos involving these characters and was very excited to see them come together.  I will be honest, I didn’t care for the involvement of the others in this one, it would have been much better if it were just the 2 of them.  As the exchange got started, it set the mood and just as I really got into it... it cut away to other people that I don’t watch or even really know.  But I love to see a good collaborative effort and to see people working together instead of tearing others down to further themselves.  

  I could tell that both Dark and Anti were a bit off their game. I’m guessing that this was a last minute decision and probably done quickly while Jack was in LA for only a short time, not to mention busy with other things.  I’m sure it wasn’t easy for these 2 to stand in front of each other and play their role.  While they are good friends and I’m sure have spent plenty of time together acting goofy, this is way different.  If they had more time to work through the awkwardness and the giggles... it may have seemed more comfortable.  

  What I have seen pointed out the most was Anti didn’t have his gauges in his ears, and Dark was missing his tie and his suit was a mess.  Taking the above, and this into consideration, I chose to let it play into the story rather than ruin the experience.  We have all watched these characters come into play in their own unique way but separate from one another up to this point.  For anyone that has watched something similar, 2 evil beings coming together usually results in a clash.  

So here is how I let things play out for me...

  Anti hears that Sean is making the trip to LA for other business.  I can only assume that Anti and Dark are well aware of one other.  He knew he had to find a way to make this trip, which likely means finding the perfect opportunity to tag along.  With Sean being distracted by his other business and likely stressed, this was likely not terribly hard but still a risky move considering the travel.  Maybe the gauges were left at home intentionally, he had to appear to be as normal as possible to avoid detection.  Or maybe just a simple as they were forgotten since the focus was on making the trip.  They also could have been left behind after making it to LA, when the opportunity to finally meet Darkiplier face to face presented itself, there was no time to waste, he had to just go.

  That brings us to Dark, calm in LA enjoying some down time.  Not expecting to hear from Anti at this point, if ever.  Dark was likely caught off guard by Anti showing up, he never would have thought he would have the gall to challenge him this way.   He hadn’t needed his freshly pressed suit for some time, it was likely in the closet starting to wrinkle and he had to dress in a hurry.  You know how it is when someone you want to either impress or intimidate comes along, you want to look at your best but they get in your head which means things can be missed.  After throwing on the suit, Dark is unable to find the tie.  I can imagine Dark frantically searching which mumbling to himself looking for the tie.  At this point, I assume he is quite irritated and you can probably hear the high pitched squeal... people are wondering what is causing the noise.   It’s nowhere to be found... so he unbuttons his shirt, making the messy look seem intentional.  His ego leads him to believe it will only play into his sex appeal.  He figures he can use his calm demeanor and intoxicating way with words to keep the focus off of his absent tie and wrinkled suit.  Anti clearly caught Dark off guard which created a bit of panic, this explains why Dark seemed to stumble with his words.  Anti could pick up on this, and he found it hilarious, he could barely contain his excitement and keep from cackling during their interaction.  I also think the other people interrupting the moment threw off the focus a bit.  You could also see it another way, perhaps Dark was otherwise ... occupied at the time.  Maybe his tie was currently in use when he was interrupted.  If they meet again, I am almost certain it will be more of what we have come to expect from Dark and Anti as individuals.  

  All in all... I really loved the interaction between these guys.  Even more, I loved the bloopers to see Mark and Sean interacting as well and completely cracking up with their friends because of their silly antics.  I would love to see something like this happen again.  But, unlike others, part of me doesn’t want to see these guys go head to head because I don’t want to pick a side,  I would love to see them team up to accomplish their goal.  Dark & Anti vs Mark and Sean, trying to take over.  But I know that in the end, one would have to betray the other to take ultimate control... it would still be fun to see.  

  Don’t let the flaws ruin the experience for you.  Both of these guys had said that a collab between Dark and Anti would likely not happen.  They knew the community would love for it to happen so they did it.... they did that... for US!  We all owe these guys a huge thanks and round of applause for making this happen.  The entire team on both sides.  Because we all know that the magic of Darkiplier and Antisepticeye is in the editing.  So a huge thank you to Robin, Kathryn, Amy, Tyler, Ethan, and anyone else that may have been part of this. I don’t know how involved Wiishu is in brainstorming or creating but thanks to her for being so wonderfully supportive of what Sean does.  Also thanks to all of the other YouTubers for coming together to create, that’s what they are all here to do.  I would much rather see their love for their craft bring them together than to split them apart, it makes for much happier people.  Thank you all for all that you do!

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The Strange, Nostalgic World of Obama-Biden Fan Fiction

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The Strange, Nostalgic World of Obama-Biden Fan Fiction

Those who choose to live in clinical denial, ahoy! This is a no-judgment zone, in which you will be urged to forget the current American president’s name—and instead enjoy escapist fan fiction about Barack Obama and Joe Biden.

Yes, there is such a thing. Past presidential fanfic masterworks—like “Kim Jong Elmo vs Dick Cheney and George Bush featuring Lapis Lazuli”—might have been relegated to online speakeasies, but so great is thenostalgie d’Obamathat new books about Barry and Joe are bringing fanfic’s nerdy tropes into the light of day in print.

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Parodist Andrew Shaffer has just added a new entry to his enjoyably ludicrous Obama-Biden series, which launched last year withHope Never Diesand features the duo solving mysteries together. The second entry, published in July, is called, you guessed it,Hope Rides Again.Indie director Adam Reid’s gonzo graphic confection,The Adventures of Barry & Joe, which styles Obama and Biden as time-traveling superheroes, was released this past spring. It is here to, if not to save the day, then at least demonstrate the life-changing magic of putting our heads under the covers and pretending it’s 2015.

I respect you if you refuse to look back and entertain fantasies that Obama and Biden might return to deliver the Republic from evil. Biden on the 2020 stump might wield Obama’s name like a talisman to protect himself from criticism, but all sane voters know the Joe-Barack heyday is never coming back.

Still, tucking into the fantasies of Reid, a filmmaker whose 2010 filmHello Lonesomewas a festival darling, and Shaffer, a novelist who teaches writing in Kentucky, I decided to tolerate and maybe even open my heart to the authors’ poignant nostalgia for libmerica. It’s a powerful thing to mark the difference between today’s gruesome nonfan-nonfic—in which the Chosen One aims to delete China while annexing Israel and Greenland—and escape back to the relative paradise known as 2008 to 2016.

Now, to Uncle Joe.Hope Never Dies(Quirk Books), the first of the Shaffer mysteries—Hardy Boys-style with a YA version of the Dashiell Hammett narrative voice, but goofy—was released before Biden had announced his presidential bid; the second,Hope Rides Again,came out not long afterward. Like many an Obaman, Shaffer’s Biden opens the first novel frozen in time, just after the 2016 election, gorging on Ben & Jerry’s. This bothers Jill, Joe’s wife. In both Shaffer novels, Joe and Jill (and Barack and Michelle) are comparable to lovable, forgettable CBS sitcom duos of a decade ago:Everybody Loves Raymond, King of Queens.The dude is a charming galoot; the wife has his number.

But the real One True Pairing here—let’s not kid ourselves—is gonna involve Barack, whose communiqués Joe initially awaits like a schoolgirl scorned. “After Jill was sound asleep, I scrolled through old text messages Barack and I had exchanged a lifetime ago,” Shaffer writes. “It was an exercise in futility. If I kept picking at the wound, it was never going to heal.”

Biden mirrors the sulky American people. Is Barack Obama ghosting us?

Probably. But inHope Never Dies,he‘s not ghosting Biden, and after Encyclopedia Joe stumbles on the mystery of the murdered Amtrak conductor inHope Never Dies, the Dem Duo reunite to criss-cross Delaware in a farrago that leads them to find the mastermind of the opioid epidemic because why not. (It is not the Sacklers, FYI; fanfic is fic.)

On the cover ofHope Rides Again,the sequel, Obama wears tan as, in an Ethan Hunt moment, he dashingly mounts a rope ladder to a helicopter, giving a hand to trusty Joe. This choice, of course, expresses Shaffer’s fondness for no-drama Obama by reminding us that right-wing pundits had nothing to make hay about in summer 2014 but the president’s beige suit. In this novel, Joeisabout to announce his presidential bid, when Barack loses track of his BlackBerry—warning, the nostalgia goes deep; Obama even smokes again—and the device’s thief has been murdered. Off they go!

Joe encounters thugs, a grenade, near-disaster on an airplane. And he and Barack do, it’s true, end up, “huddled together, arms twisted like a couple of pretzels”—but they’re in a hole the size of a washing machine in the hull of a ship. By the time the police helicopter arrives for them, unfurling its rope ladder, they’ve finished off the bad guys and are ready to fly away, like Obama leaving the White House on January 20, 2017.Sniff.

If this is all high corn, there’s some actual sweetness, too: Shaffer clearly admires and somehow truly gets Joe’s geriatric efforts to be cool and, especially cringily,downwith the 44th president, with fist bumps and (yikes) even pseudo-Ebonics. It’s good someone finds that side of Joe charming.

Reid’sAdventures of Barry & Joe(Dey Street Books), the product of a Kickstarter campaign,is considerably skeevier than the wholesome Shaffer books. To clarify: None of this is slash. That’s a blessing. Shaffer and Reiddo not, I repeat donot, reprise (entirely) the Kirk/Spock erotics from the earliest days of pre-internet fan fiction. In case you somehow dodged the ’70s zines, in which fanfic was first codified, “slash” were the sexy fairy tales, mostly by women, in which the fellowship expressed on the USS Enterprise tilted into loving tendresse and then—sweetly, slowly—into … make-out jams.

Presumably Reid wants a bigger audience for his graphic novel than he’d get with straight slash.Adventuresis ultimately something called “ampersand” fanfic, meaning friendship, not romance, defines the Barry & Joe relationship. (That’s “ship” in fanfic-speak—you D.C. squares got a lot to learn.)

But, unaccountably, Reid still wants to see the former president and VP nekkid, so by panel No. 7 of the chapter called “True Bromance,” they’re drawn in a locker room, preparing to participate in a time-travel experiment by stripping down to their briefs. By No. 9, we’re to full-posterior nudity. Joe, so you know, has the dusty-rose busting-at-the-seams body of geezer strongman Jack LaLanne. Barry, while also shredded, is only somewhat slimmer. Glutes have been diligently attended to by the artists in that section, Joe St. Pierre (of Marvel), Anwar Hananu (Image Comics) and freelance illustrator Dezi Sienty. (The Adventures, which includes a grab bag of stories, aphorisms and short plays alongside the graphic components, is very much a group effort.)

Before Joe and Barack disappear into a time-travel vessel that looks like KitchenAid made it, Biden says, “Barack, I want you to know … I wanna hug even though we’re naked. Is that wrong?” Barry: “Let’s not.” Joe: “I’ll see you on the other side.”

Much of Reid’s scrapbook concerns madcap travel in the “multiverse,” in what could be a tribute to the lateMadmagazine.The taste level isMad,also. In one of Reid’s short stories, Joe returns to the 1970s, looks uncannily hot, and gets a chance to talk to his son, Beau, then 9. More than the nudity, this fictional resurrection of Biden’s son—the real Beau Biden died of brain cancer in 2015—seems far too intrusive to be even campily enjoyable.

I winced. Until that point, I’d been reading with the simmering notion that liberal democracy, now globally stifled, might come back to life with a new leader in 2020. But Beau Biden will not come back to life. Suddenly the whole project of these wish-fulfillment Obama fantasias seemed like nothing more than fodder for Trump ralliers to, as the T-shirt says, oil their guns with liberal tears. And how in the world could I write about it? One false move—one mentionin fictionthat Obama and Biden (in fiction) are (fictional) witnesses to an (imaginary) gangland shooting (in a work of fiction)—and you might end up quoted with a straight face in some daft anti-Biden propaganda that ricochets all over the internet. While I could suspend solemnity for a few hours, in this current breath-holdingly paranoid climate, there’s not enough oxygen for this much playfulness.

If the Library of Congress shelving system were remade for our time, these fanfic works might be classified as “WAFF,” because they’re meant to generate—you got it—warm and fuzzy feelings. Those are the feelings most Americans still vaguely remember from four years ago. But we’re forgetting. And before we introduce delusions about what might have been, we have an urgent challenge in the present—Trumpism, which can be stopped only with something other than naked cartoons. Thus, the Biden-Obama counterfactuals,especiallybecause they’re meant to be fun, leave me with CAPs—cold and pricklies. Nowthat’s a phrase from the 1970s that should be brought back.

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Like Silk

First fan fiction don’t really know if it’s any good but might be a series but will see 

SMUT Warning 

“Damn Dev,” Nico said stunned at her reflection, she barely recognized herself, here was a girl who was beautiful from her glossy jet black hair, laying straight and shiny behind her ears down to her shoulder blades, to the soft glowy makeup accentuating her emerald shaped warm brown eyes and sharp cheekbones, her perfectly full lips accentuated by the bordeaux red lipstick covering them, right down to the almost second skin thin strapped denim jumpsuit, that exposed her entire black complementing her golden brown skin tone.

This was a girl Nico forgot she could be in the past couple years with RJ, a boy who tricked her into thinking that stomping out her fire, making her feel small was something resembling love.  

This wasn’t the girl that in the past several weeks while indulging in intense self care with a side of pity on a steady diet of Halo Top and Erewhon green juice, who only shuttled between her apartment and Devon’s just lying around in active wear, wearing sheet masks and watching endless episodes of the Golden Girls, falling asleep alone not admitting how much she missed the weight of a man’s arm around her.

“Here’s to being too fine to be in bed by nine,” Devon joked as the girls clinked their mugs.  

*********

It had already been a long night for Sebastian, the blind date his buddy Will had set him up on, no doubt to appease his fiance Alissa, had been not so much of a disaster as it was just boring.  

Sebastian was starting to notice a pattern with the women his friends, most married or engaged, were setting him up with, women who were so obviously ready to settle down, ready to play house, but for Sebastian, right now that wasn’t in the cards.  

With his career finally heading in the trajectory he always hoped, with all the opportunities finally within his reach, it seemed unfathomable to him to be committed, or better yet be tied down, to a wife and kids, that responsibility of people at home waiting for him while he was off on a set somewhere or in the middle of a six week long press tour, that was something he was not even close to ready for yet.   

So after dropping his date off at her place and making some half-assed excuse about having to get up early to head to the gym pretending not to notice the look of disappointment on her pretty face, he decided to meet up with his friend Ethan at a private party at the Chateau Marmont.

So here in this booth with Ethan, and the girl Ethan managed to find on his journey to bathroom and back, Sebastian finally began to unwind allowing his eyes to scan the room and survey the scene, taking in the women in their short dresses and impossibly high heels obviously pretending to laugh at some joke some cornball hollywood producer threw their way.  

After scanning for a while his eyes settled on a familiar face, it was his Nico Seda, sitting at the bar talking to another girl.  He had spent almost three months the past summer co-starring in a movie with her and even though they had spent almost everyday together he still felt like he barely knew her.

He always just chalked it up to her being the only woman in the cast, he also figured it had a lot to do with her boyfriend, who came off as condescending at best but a total fucking asshole at worst anytime he was around on set.  

She didn’t look so timid right now he observed, he always thought she had a sort of understated sexiness about her, she was impossibly gorgeous but always sly about it, like the simple gold nameplate she wore on her neck, to the small gold earrings and hoops that covered her ears, she was delicate and shiny, she was silk.   

Sebastian watched her for little bit longer, he noticed that she was with a friend, just as equally hot as she was but instead of the deep brown skin, the girl was pale wearing a pair of not so comfortable looking shiny vinyl pants with a corset.  

The two girls looked so effortless and at ease in themselves, giggling and casually chatting with various guys who orbited in their direction, but it was Nico that stood out to him, honestly, it was always Nico who stood out to him, every time he talked to her she always had something to say, she was so cool, she just radiated confidence.  

“I’m going to go get another drink at the bar does anyone want one” Sebastian asked hastily getting up quickly before anyone could answer.

*******

Flirting had never been Nico’s strong suit. Having been in a relationship since she was eighteen, Nico had to never play at being that girl. The girl who twirls her straw in her drink and giggles while some guy speaks at her rather than to her. Yet here she was making the smallest of talk with a guy whose name she forgot almost as soon as he said it.

 “Ugh excuse me for a second man” a deep voice said behind her tapping her on the shoulder,  Nico somewhat annoyed by the interruption turned around in a huff instantly calming as her eyes met a pair of familiar friendly blue ones.  

A smile creeped on her face as she leaned in to give Sebastian Stan a hug, one which he reciprocated warmly fully engulfing her in his arms.

 “Hey Seb”, Nico said softly pulling away, the three Moscow mules she had since the start of the night giving her the courage to use his pet name, something she wouldn’t have even entertained doing last year when the two worked together in Atlanta.  

She had never really let herself look at him when they were working together.  The main reason being RJ, who at that point was just jealous monster disguised a blond haired blue eyed aspiring music producer.

The other reason is because she wanted to be professional and cordial on set.  No hanging out with the cast and crew after hours.

Being a young black actress, is a tricky thing to navigate, she had to be 10x well behaved, she had to be better.

He was very handsome, his baby blue eyes, his warm smile, the way his simple black sweater and grey trousers fit his athletic frame. He was gorgeous and friendly, she always liked spending time with him even if it was mostly on set.

“Hey buy me a drink, save me from the guy behind me” Nico whispered in his ear riding the wave a liquid courage.

*******

He sat in a booth next to her, across from them Nico’s friend Devon and Devon’s boyfriend Jesse wearing an outfit as equally flamboyant as his girlfriend’s.

Despite the gold lamé pants, Jesse was hilarious and Sebastian was amused by the playful banter that flowed seamlessly between the three seemingly lifelong friends.

Sebastian liked hearing Nico talk, she was more relaxed and present then he had ever known her to be, her laugh goofy and genuine every time someone made a joke.

Every so often her leg would brush against his and as they got more comfortable in each other's company he noticed she would let her leg rest against his for a few more seconds longer before pulling away.  

As the night went on the conversation dying down allowing Nico to focus her attention completely on Sebastian and the conversation becoming more intimate.   

***********

“Oh my god this best fucking taco in LA” Nico exaggerated as the two stood next to each other against Sebastian’s car.

“Wow that means a lot coming from a local” Sebastian grinned “you have to promise you won’t blow this spot up, it would kill me if I ever came here and it was crowded with hipsters” he added.

He held out his pinky which she hooked with her’s laughing “your secret is safe with me” she responded not letting go of his finger.

He didn’t want her to, that much was certain, and he was grateful that she agreed to come here with him, even after her friends left to go to another party, he was happy she wanted to spend more time, because he did too.

In the past couple of months since filming ended, he had thought about her more than he cared to admit to, he thought about her lips, how soft and full they were, he thought about the way she scraped her teeth across his jaw line when they were filming an intimate scene, he thought about the soft sound that escaped her mouth when his groin accidentally brushed up against her crotch during one of the takes.

*******

“I thought you hated me” Sebastian said quietly looking down at her.  

“No, no Seb” She said looking him in the eyes, “I was a bitch to you, last summer, I’m sorry, I was going through shit, trying to figure things out, it’s no excuse but I’m sorry” she finished.

They were holding hands now, looking out over the city, sharing stories, just talking, just being next to each other.  

Nico liked holding his hand, it was big and smooth, and like everything about him, it was so warm, every now and then giving hers a squeeze.

“Can I kiss you” he asked her softly, his voice so low it came out as a whisper.  “Yes please” Nico replied eagerly.  

Sebastian turned to so that the was looking at her his hand cupping the side of her face, Nico couldn’t resist the urge to lean into his hand letting out a soft sigh.  

“God your so fucking pretty” Sebastian said his face so close that his lips brushed against hers when he talked, Nico never wanted anything more than to feel his lips on hers.   

The kiss started off chaste enough, just two mouths, shyly pressing together, their eyes asking each other permission to move forward.  

It was Nico who made the first move, much to Sebastian’s delight, she let her tongue explore him, first his his lips, then his teeth, finally before meeting his own tongue.  

He loved the way her nails felt grazing the back of his neck as he deepened the kiss, her other hand pressed tightly on his shoulder as he moved away from her mouth, down her jaw line, and to her neck, sucking on the sensitive spot just above her collarbone eliciting a groan.  

He paused for a second to look at her, to see how she could be feeling, he was pleased to see her heavy lidded and panting, he let his fingers graze over her swollen lips, mimicking the trail he made with his mouth stopping to finger the gold chain she always wore around her neck.  

“Seda” he said huskily, her last name, also the words on the pendant of her necklace, written in old english reminding him of the chains all the Puerto Rican and Dominican girls used to wear in the neighborhood he grew up in, Seda, the spanish word for silk, silk like the skin on her face and neck, it was perfectly fitting.  

The way she was looking at him, the way she bit her lip, her fingers tracing invisible circles on his upper thigh, it was to much, he couldn’t help himself he wanted to be closer to her.  “Come home with me” he asked softly.

**********

It wasn’t like she was nervous or anything, Sebastian was good, that Nico knew, she could go as far or not as she wanted to with him, he wasn’t going to hurt her.  

Despite knowing this she couldn’t stop the anxious feeling from forming in the pit of her stomach.  

Maybe this was too soon, maybe she didn’t know him well enough, maybe this would make things difficult and weird between them further down the line.  

She quickly pushed those thoughts out of her head as she sat on Sebastian’s bed waiting for him to get of the bedroom.

This wasn’t about love, she didn’t love Sebastian, she barely knew him, this was about moving on, this was about doing something with someone that was good, this was about her.  

She didn’t know how long he was standing there watching her but the sight of him looking at her, big shit eating grin on his face caused her to smile back at him and bite her lip slyly, never taking her eyes off him as he walked over to sit down next to her.

“Hey” he said quietly running his finger along her bare shoulder before reaching over to play with necklace again, his face inches from hers.

“Hey” she replied back,  looking at him, letting his run his fingers along the chain her dad gave her for sixteenth birthday, her favorite piece of jewelry, the feeling of him running his fingers along it as he covered her neck and jawline in butterfly kisses was so exquisite all she could do was arch her head back granting full access to the skin on her neck and the top of her chest.

Sebastian watched Nico for a second waiting for her eye to catch his.  

She was gorgeous like that, clearly deep in thought, absentmindedly fiddling with her necklace.  

She finally settled her eyes on him, her gaze so intense that Sebastian felt warm all over, she smiled softly gesturing for him to sit down next to her.

“Are you happy right now,” Sebastian asked quietly running his finger along her chain mimicking her earlier movements.

Nico looked him in the eye and nodded her response leaning over to give him a kiss.  

Sitting so close to her, he couldn’t help himself and went straight for her neck, attacking the skin there with his mouth and teeth before helping her move so that she was sitting on his lap, straddling him, granting his more access to her.  

He let his hands run down her exposed back gently cupping her ass, enjoying the little squeal she made as squeezed her through the fabric of her jeans.   They continued like that for a while, kissing, each other exploring each other necks, him placing kisses on the top her her chest, her letting her hands roam over his chest and shoulders.   

“Take off your clothes, Nico” he said gruffly as she got to her feet, looking at him with a sly smile.

First were her sandals which she slid off slowly, then she fingered the straps of her jumpsuit, slowly lowering them down, exposing her full breast, before dipping her thumbs in the waist of her pants, slowly sliding them down revealing a pair or pink lacy panties that rested high on her hips.   

Sebastian stood up so that he was standing right in front of her, she put her hands on his hips bringing him closer and attacking his neck his neck this time covering him in sloppy, eager kisses, running her tongue over his jawline, she also moved her hands starting to unbuckle his pants before his hands stopped her.

 “We’ll get to me, but right now you first” he said softly before turning her around swiftly, pushing her towards the bed and placing himself on to her.  

*********

Nico loved the feeling of Sebastian’s fully clothed legs brushing against her naked ones,  He was fully on top of her, his mouth and tongue massaging her right nipple, as his hand and fingers teased the other one.    

The weight of him his body touching hers, she was like an exposed wire, a heavy feeling pooling in the pit of her stomach, she felt like she was feeling everything for the first time, and in a way she was.

He begin to move down her body placing little kisses down her ribcage, and along her tummy, stopping right at the top of her panties,  she was grateful that Devon had forced her to wear the cute L’Agent Provocateur ones instead of the drab cotton calvin klein boy shorts she always wore.

He looked up at her, causing her to bite her lip when he caught her eye, her hands on her nipples eliciting giant smile from him.

He kissed her inner thighs, biting them roughly before soothing his tongue over the bite marks, his hand pressed firmly against her vulva feeling the warmth through her panties.  

She jerked her body towards his hand as he continued to attack her thighs.  “Please Seb, fuck” she groaned still softly riding his hand letting the friction build up as the cotton brushed up against her clit.

“Please what Nico, what do you want me to do, I want you to hear you say it” he said his voice warm and honey like.  

“Please Seb, just take them off, just fuck me, please fuck the shit out me” Nico said delighted by her own boldness and the way he smiled as he sat up on his knees so that he was in between her legs, hooking his index fingers into her panties at the hips, sliding them off of her and throwing them behind his shoulder.

“Gone now” she smiled, as he lowered his head, she could feel his lips on her.  

The pleasure of it all, causing her eyes to flutter shut,  she had never had a guy go down on her before, the feeling of it, better than anything she had experienced ever, and even though she was no expert she knew Sebastian was great at it, the way he gently slid his teeth over clit, how he knowingly hooked two of his fingers inside of her, it was like he just knew what do, like he could read the buck of her hips or the pace of her whimpers, gauging went to slow down or speed up his attack.   

After a while, the warmth pooling in belly begin to spread through her body, all she could think about was a release, of getting of that hill, of him making her orgasm.  “I’m gonna come” she said as the waves of pleasure begin to wash over her.  

The look on her face as she came, the way her body shook, the way she pushed his fingers away from her and turned over on her side riding the wave of her orgasm, everything about this was exquisite.  

After a few moments her body began to calm down, Sebastian blowing cool air on her shoulder and cheek, trying his hardest not to touch her with his hands, just watching her feel however it was she was feeling.

Finally she was laughing causing him to laugh back the two of them just looking at each other through heavy lidded eyes, Nico kissed him softly and uttered a small “thank you” which he felt right in his groin, he was rock hard now, his dick screaming to get out of his pants.

 “Your still way too overdressed Sebastian” Nico said undoing his shirt buttons, kissing the skin she exposed as he slid the shirt off and threw it on the floor.  The next thing to go were his pants, then his boxers,  he liked the way she looked at him for a minute letting her eyes roam all the way down

 “Do you have something, I have an IUD, but I would feel better if you used a condom too” She said clearly, no fear or hesitation in her voice.  

Sebastian leaned over her to the nightstand grabbing the tiny packet and closing the dresser.  

“Please let me do it” she said pushing her off his and positioning herself so that he was standing in front of her.  

Nico smiled up him wrapping her hand around his hard dick stroking gently before for licking the tip of his with her tongue, causing him to take in a sharp intake of breath.

“Ugh where the fuck did you learn how do that” Sebastian said, letting the waves of pleasure coming from her mouth and tongue on his dick wash over him.

He knew she wasn’t innocent but he was surprised with how comfortable she was going down on him, it turned him on more and more at how much she seemed to enjoy it, but he didn’t want to come in her mouth, he wanted to feel her, he wanted to know how it felt to be inside her, no barriers this time.

He gently tugged on her shoulders motioning for her to stop “lay down on the bed” he whispered.   

She did everything he asked, she laid down on the bed looking at him with anticipation as he opened the condom package with his teeth, and slid it over his dick.

Soon enough he was back on top her of her, kissing her on the mouth surprising her that he would want to put his mouth on hers right after she went down on him, RJ never did that, and what she had heard from her friends, most guys never did that either, it fucking thrilled her.  

He entered her slowly, burying his face in her neck, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist her hand coming up to stroke his back as he deepened his thrust, still maintaining a slow pace.  

“God your so fucking beautiful, I’ve been wanting to do this to you ever since we left the bar” Sebastian said his voice muffled, Nico feeling the vibration of his words against neck.

She grabbed at him wanting him as close to her as possible,  it started to scare her a little bit how intense her feelings were, she wasn’t sure if they were for him or it was the intensity the randomness of being with him and how fast everything had progressed, she tried to push the thoughts out of her head and just be there with him, just the two of them, the only noise being the sound of their labored breathing and quiet cursing.

They rustled around a few times, her on top, riding him slowly as his hands ran up and down massaging her breast and tummy, stroking her throat, pulling her hair, then he was coming at her from behind, his hands gripping her hips roughly, the pleasure so intense all she could was lay there with her ass in the air as he pounded into her roughly, her moans and hisses encouraging him every step of of the way.

 Then they were on their sides, with Sebastian still behind her his leg flung over her body, his hand gripping her hand tightly.  

She was about to come again, the sound of his breath hitching against her ear all the encouragement she needed.

It was like rockets exploding everywhere, her screams, her saying his name, the way she clenched around him, it was all so much.

He came hard and sank heavy on top her, the two of them laying together, trying to catch their breath.

Without looking at him Nico got up and headed to the bathroom, he wondered what she was thinking and how she was feeling a slight panic coming over him that she might regret what they just did.  

Sitting up he waited for her to get out of the bathroom and after a moment she did.  “Hey” she said quietly leaning against the door frame of bathroom, “hey yourself” Sebastian said with a nervous smile.

 “I have a meeting tomorrow pretty early so I think I’m just going to head out” she said looking around for her panties.  

“Oh, are you sure it’s pretty late, you know you can just stay I’ll drive you home in the morning” Sebastian said trying hide the disappointment in his voice.  “It’s ok Seb, I’ll just get a lyft, thanks though” she said sliding on her jumpsuit, giving up on finding her panties.

 Sebastian relented not wanting to sound desperate but he wasn’t going to let her get in some strangers car at 5 in the morning and insisted he drive her, she reluctantly agreed.  

Sebastian sighed getting out of bed and throwing on a t-shirt and some sweatpants, grabbing his keys from the tray on the dresser.

They were quiet in the car,  Nico could see she had hurt his feelings, and that made her hurt a little but she knew there was nothing she could say.  

She couldn’t explain to him that she had real feelings for him, feelings that surpass any physical need, she had just got out of a long relationship, she didn’t need to get herself in another one.

“Sebastian, I uh, thanks for tonight it was really fun” Nico said quietly silently dying of embarrassment at how lame that sounded.

 “I’m glad you had a good time, I had a good time too” Sebastian response equally as lame.  Nico reached out and placed her hand over his, feeling a sense of relief when he laced his fingers through hers, bringing her hand to his mouth and kissing it.  

When they reached her apartment, they just sat there for a second, holding hands and not talking.

 “Hey Seb, I really mean it when I say thank you, tonight was great and your amazing, I think it would be better if we just stayed friends, it’s crazy for me right now” she said looking at their hands.

 “I understand, things are crazy for me too right now” he responded quietly his thumb stroking her hand.  Nico leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips,  “I’ll see you around” she said softly against his lips before opening the car door and getting out.

Sebastian stayed until she opened her apartment door and closed it, a part of her wanted to turn around, get back in his car, get back in his bed, but she didn’t, she couldn’t.  

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