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bigbrotherlouis · 4 years

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the mental image of clark in a nightwing t-shirt popped in my head this afternoon and i just couldn’t not write something like that, so here’s 1.2k of dick grayson + uncle clark eating pie. gen.

dick glares at doorbell, bouncing the toe of his sneaker off the brick and trying to decide whether or not to press the buzzer. it’s a gamble coming here; there’s a chance bruce already knows where he is and is waiting upstairs, and dick shouldn’t be this far from new york city but he wanted-- he wanted--

he wanted to talk to someone, someone who wasn’t an idiot, and that really narrowed down the list. especially when bruce and alfred were on thin fucking ice, playing house with their new robin, their new child, and screaming dick out of the house--

“you gonna come up or nah?” clark’s voice ripples through the static of the intercom but dick can hear the amusement. his cheeks go a little warm. he jams the tip of his finger into the rubber button.

“how long did you know i was here?”

“five minutes, give or take. your heartbeat’s rabbiting like crazy, bud.” dick doesn’t answer, rubs his face with his sleeve. the intercom goes again. “ma made pie.”

“what kind?”

“strawberry rhubarb. it’s in season.”

dick considers this and then sighs. “can i come in?”

“always, dick,” clark says and the door goes, humming long enough for dick to shoulder it open. the elevator in clark’s building isn’t working, has never really worked, and he stomps up the ten flights of stairs to the fifth floor. easy access to the roof, dick notes absently, breathing a little hard when he gets to the top. no matter how in shape he is, stairs always kill him.

clark’s swinging open his apartment door as dick reaches the threshold, dressed in a metropolis u hoodie that’s big even on him. he smiles when dick meets his eye.

“knew you couldn’t resist ma’s cooking.”

dick grunts and shuffles through the door, kicking his shoes off and dumping his bag on the floor. clark raises an eyebrow but leads him through to the kitchen, making dick sit at the tiny table and putting a steaming cup of tea in front of him. it’s the same kind that alfred buys and dick sticks his face in the steam to hide the tears that prick at his eyes.

“no one’s dying, right?” clark asks without turning around, busy plating the pie.

“no.”

“‘kay. whipped cream?”

“yeah.”

“shouldn’t even be a question, should it?” he teases gently. “not optional for you.”

“i’m a growing boy,” dick says, slouching down in his chair. “i need the calories.”

clark laughs and sprays a mountain of whipped cream on both slices, sliding a plate next to the tea and sitting catty corner from him. a good technique to put people at ease, make him feel less like it’s going to be an interrogation, dick thinks. clark’s going to ask him questions. he scoops a bite out of the pie and sticks it in his mouth.

“s’good.”

“i’ll pass along the compliments when i see her next,” says clark before eating his own bite, making a satisfied little noise. sometimes, it’s hard to believe that he strikes fear into many, many enemies. especially now, with whipped cream on the end of his nose. dick snorts into his next forkful.

they eat their first piece in companionable silence, just the clink of silverware against the ceramic. it looks like polish pottery. clark reaches over and nudges dick’s empty plate.

“another piece?”

“yeah,” dick says, licking some syrup off his thumb. clark gets up, both plates in his hands.

“you wanna talk about it?”

he scowls. “no.”

“oo-kay then,” clark drawls and cuts another slice. “how’s the team?”

“fine,” dick says with a sniff. “it’s a vacation week.”

“ah.”

“the justice league knows that. you’re picking up our slack.”

“i honestly had forgotten,” says clark. he pokes at his pie. “it’s been a busy week.”

“that earthquake, right? it was in the news.”

“the very one.”

dick stretches his feet out under the table, pressing his upper back against the chair. he deliberately doesn’t look at clark. “i didn’t want to go back h-- to gotham on vacation week.”

“okay.”

“it’s never a vacation.”

“uh huh. do you want to crash here?”

he glances up, startled. clark isn’t looking at him directly, studying the pattern in his tablecloth or something. “that’s not-- no, that’s not why i’m here. i’m fine.”

“i know that. i was just askin’, just in case.”

“metropolis is too bright,” dick says, making a face, and clark laughs, warm and low.

“believe me, i’ve heard that one before.”

he fiddles with his fork, straightening it out so it’s perpendicular to the table edge. the tines clink against his mostly empty mug.

“bruce and i had a fight. again.”

“mm?” clark says over the rim of his own cup.

“he thinks i’m being stupid. reckless.” dick glares at the other side of the table. “he told me i was hurting the team with my stupidity and that i’ll never be a good leader.”

clark puts his cup down. “he said that?”

“it was heavily implied.”

“dick--”

“i made one mistake, clark. one mistake, and he fired me and kicked me out of the house,” dick says, blinking furiously. he’s eighteen and he’s not going to cry in front of superman. he’s not. “and then he got someone who could do it better.” his voice cracks on the last word. it’s embarrassing.

clark sighs hard, something pained on his face, and then leans forward, opening his arms. dick lets himself be hugged, sinks into it and buries his face in clark’s shoulder.

“you sure about crashing here?” clark asks, muffled. “the couch is pretty comfortable.”

“you won’t tell bruce?”

“not unless you want me to.”

“i-- okay. i’ll stay,” he says and pulls back, rubbing at his cheek. “but don’t tell b.”

“your secret’s safe with me, bud,” says clark, ruffling dick’s hair with a hand. “you can always stay with me. if you need it.”

“thanks.”

he smiles and pulls on the sleeves of his hoodie, tugging it over his head. dick stares at the insignia on his shirt, something warm settling next to his lungs. “your shirt!”

clark glances down. “yeah, what about it? did i get toothpaste on it this morning?”

“no, it’s just. it’s a nightwing shirt.”

“yup.”

“i didn’t know they had those. or that you had one.”

“found it being sold on the street last time i was in new york,” he says. “had to buy it. he’s one of my favorite superheroes.”

on an impulse, dick hugs him again, quicker this time. “thanks, uncle clark.”

“i’m proud of you, dick. you know that, right?”

“uh huh.”

“you’re doing good, no matter what other people say.”

“you mean bruce.”

“bruce thinks you’re doing good too, even if he’s angry at you right now. he can’t shut up about it at league meetings.”

“really?”

“in his own batman way, yeah.” clark breaks out into a wide grin, his eyes twinkling. “i bought a shirt for him too.”

dick tries to imagine bruce in a nightwing t-shirt-- or in any t-shirt that’s not white, grey, or black, really-- and doesn’t get very far. it still makes him smile.

“you’re the best uncle.”

clark winks. “i know. i’ll wash, you dry?”

“deal.”

they stand at the sink in companionable silence. later, clark makes him a big bowl of spaghetti and they watch tv on the sofa until dick nods off, wrapped up in a blanket and feeling warm for the first time in a while.

#clark kent #dick grayson #nightwing #superman #uncle clark #dc #dc fic #my fic #food //#just in case #ficlet #i was BORED #anyway.#this is the first time i've really written in like. weeks.#well #two weeks #it feels good

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nyameowtherfucker · 3 years

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Robin Hood(Elizabeth Bathory)

Temporary summon: Deerlet/Puppy!!! Are you ready to redistribute candy!? We can't have selfish people hoarding it! We must become the Robin Hoods of Halloween!

Summon: Woop~ I'm in the Archer Class, Elizabeth Bath- oh, I mean Robin Hood! Good job, Deerlet/Puppy! We saved Halloween! I'm putting my trust in you, please take care of me!

QQAAB

Skill 1: May Princess EX

Apply Evade(1 turn) and Damage Cut(3 times) to self. Gain delayed buff(gain 20 stars).

Skill 2: Animal Communication A

Increase your NP gauge (50% - 70%)

Skill 3: Breath of the Nature Dragon D

Clears Debuffs from party and inflicts toxic status, attack down, and defense down on all enemies.

NP: The Legend of Robin Hood

(Arts) Deals Minimal damage to all enemies, inflicts poison >increases with overcharge< all enemies, and Reduce targeted enemy's Arts resistance >Increases with overcharge<

Battle Start 1: Is someone disturbing the peace again!? Let's go, troupe!

Battle start 2: With the blessings of the Forest, I will defeat you!

Skill 1: Laaa~

Skill 2: Am I doing this right? I'm new to this Robin Hood thing!

Skill 3: Listen to the song of nature!

Card select 1: Hold on, I'm cocking my bow!

Card select 2: Right away!

Card select 3: No holding back!

Noble Phantasm Select 1: Do, Re, Me, Fa, So, La, Ti, Do~

Noble Phantasm Select 2: Hold on! Where's that flute, it's somewhere in my cloak...

Noble Phantasm Select 3: I wrote this myself! I do not take criticism.

Attack 1: Just how he taught me!

Attack 2: Ahahaha!

Attack 3: Behold! The beauty of nature!

Noble Phantasm 1: Now! Listen up, open your ears! This is only one of the most famous European myths in all of history! *flute rendition of Oo-De-Lally* Thanks for joining, you were a great crowd!

Noble Phantasm 2: The many legends of Robin Hood, gathered into one beautiful ballad! A concentration of vigilante heroism! Don't even bother to plug your ears! *Oo-De-Lally, Oo-De-Lally, golly what a day*

Damage 1: Gah!

Damage 2: You're so rude!

Damage from NP 1: I...! Can't...! Back...! Doooown...!

Damage from NP 2: My costume!

Defeat 1: Robin... Help...

Defeat 2: I just wanted... to be a hero of the people...

Battle Finish 1: Thanks, critters of the forest!

Battle Finish 2: Doing good is so hard, but it's so rewarding!

Profile:

Initial bond: Elizabeth has taken inspiration from the infamous Robin Hood to become the shadowed and hidden protector of Halloween! Neither the words shadowed or hidden apply to her, she still does her best.

Bond 1:

Height/Weight: 5'1" ・ 97lbs

Source: Historical Fact

Country of Origin: Hungary

Alignment: Neutral・Good

Gender: Female

Comment from her archery instructor: "She has potential, but did she have to go with Robin Hood!? It's embarrassing to deal with for me!"

Bond 2: One of the Robin Hood myths involves him being a noble, or an ex-noble, unhappy with the treatment of the people by their fellow nobleman. This Robin Hood is the manifestation of that, being a well-meaning noble wanting to give back to the people through stealing from other nobles and distributing wealth.

Bond 3: While this Robin Hood is not specifically money, this case involves the redistribution is candy! Elizabeth Bathory, with her love of Halloween, refuses to let someone hoity toity mysterious nobleman hoard all of the candy for himself, and thus donned the classic Green of the specter Robin Hood!

Bond 4:

May Princess EX: A unique take on the May King that Elizabeth associates with Robin Hood. However, this is mostly due to the cloak in question being enchanted by the very one in question, knowing that if she was going to go through with this, she would most definitely get hurt. Feeling responsible, he placed protection runes on it to make certain she wouldn't die.

Animal Communication A: Her dragon nature mixed with her current link to nature(not to mention her status as the May Princess) has given this Robin Hood the ability to communicate with animals.

Breath of the Nature Dragon D: An enhancement of her Breath of The Dragon E skill. This skill was tweaked when she adopted the persona of Robin Hood, making the mana more equivalent to that of a druid's than a supersonic blast of sound, restoring her allies to their normal state and debilitating the enemies somewhat with song.

Bond 5:

The Legend of Robin Hood: A manifestation of the myriad legends of Robin hood gathered into one song, weaponizing all the concepts and beliefs that people have about the figure as an assault on the enemy. The poison comes from both the death that Robin Hood was believed to have and her own connection with "Robin Hood" and "A person who uses poison as a weapon of justice".

Bond 6: (Complete Elizabeth Hood and Her Merry Troupe)

While Elizabeth Bathory is one of the most infamous murderers in all of history, we can't forget that she has been summoned as a 14 year old girl. Hyped on imagination, silliness, ideals of the Robin Hood persona, and sugar, she's bound to be a bit more active than usual. Sometimes, even a princess can want to run around and frolic, to get a bit dirty, to be a kid. Let her play the roll, let her be a child. She doesn't have to be that evil vampire, the murderer, or the proper dragon idol all the time.

My room lines:

Bond 1: Remember! I am not Elizabeth Bathory, I'm Robin Hood! I'm not hiding it, but refer to me as Robin! Or Robinette since we already have a Robin... Wait, Robin is already a name that isn't feminine or masculine! Hmmm... AUGH! Lizzyhood! I'm Lizzyhood!

Bond 2: My thoughts on the common folk? I certainly treated them wrong... Well, it's in the past, right? Even if people remember me that way, I can't change their thoughts.

Bond 3: Hm? Does how people view me bother me? Of course not! I've abandoned such silly ideas, I'm Lizzyhood now! ...You like me though, right? I want you to like me at least, since you're my Master.

Bond 4: I learned everything I know about Robin Hooding from the real deal! His face was priceless when he saw me in this outfit, so funny! And he immediately got me into training with a bow too! Though... he didn't really look like he was having fun... I must've been a bad student? Ugh, why am I worrying about that!?

Bond 5: You said that Robin was just like that because he was worried, right? I'm... relieved. I don't want him to find me annoying, or bratty, or anything like that. I want to be his equal! I want him... to like me as a comrade and friend! Even though what I said should be true... I want people to like me, even now. But... because of my past... Eh? You-you're... my biggest fan? Even with... I... *sniff* You can't go making a hero of the people cry like that, Master...

Conversation 1: Deerlet/Puppy, what shall we do today? Shall we go out and help the people?

Conversation 2: Master and Servant? Someone like me doesn't need a Master! Can I call you backup for now? At least for a bit?

Conversation 3: I made this myself you know! What do you think? I'm pretty, right? Like a little forest princess!

Conversation 4: People are really calling me cute in this outfit... Ah, I'm too adorable, I can't stay hidden!

Conversation 5 (Robin Hood): Oh hey! My fellow protector of the common folk! Robin, I've been doing great, right? Are you proud? ...What was that about childhood flashbacks? What's with that grin!? This isn't a game to me, I'm serious!

Conversation 6 (Any Nero): My rival! Even moreso now that I am a hero of the commoners, she is the picture perfect image of a corrupt leader who wants nothing more than to waste her time doing nothing and stealing citizen's money! But she's still a friend so I'm not mad at her or anything.

Conversation 7 (Emiya): When I was talking about how I'm a hero of the people, that red guy got all nervous. Does he have issues with that phrase? ...I probably shouldn't ask.

Conversation 8 (Any demonic servant): U-um... I-I-I-I'm a hero against tyrants, not demons... No! I can do this! Anything to protect the people...!

Likes: I love the commoners, and protecting them against the evil and the corrupt! But, other than that, singing is still my favorite thing to do.

Dislikes: With this on, I like closed spaces even less. Give me a forest over an inn's room any day!

During an Event: Ooh! That looks fun! Um, Deerlet/Puppy, let's take a bit of a break! Even a Robin Hood needs to do a bit of R and R now and again!

Birthday: Because it was your special day, I went out and picked some berries for a fruit pie! The crust is only a little burned on this one, but other than that it's perfect! Please enjoy!

Robin on Robin Hood (Elizabeth Bathory): She's still at that... Look, don't get me wrong, seeing her be so excited is heartwarming, but when I see her I see myself, when I started. I don't want what happened to me happen to her... As long as she's having fun, who am I to stop her beyond keeping her safe?

Nero (Caster) on Robin Hood (Elizabeth Bathory): Aw, how disappointing… I really wanted Elizabeth to be in a swimsuit so we could have a bit of fun in the ocean... But, even in those garbs she is quite the adorable figure indeed!

Proto Cu on Robin Hood (Elizabeth Bathory): Well, look who it is! Someone's having a fun time, why don't I give you a hand with that whole justice for the commonfolk thing? Come on, let's have a bit of fun whacking corrupt officials together! I got a few in mind right now!

Tristan on Robin Hood (Elizabeth Bathory): That dragon girl is playing dressup, and she seems to be even more interested in me now. Ah, it's because I'm a knight, a musician, AND an Archer...? Am I going to have trouble, Master?

Bedivere on Robin Hood (Elizabeth Bathory): The legendary Robin Hood... I know there are many alternate character interpretations of him, but... Wings and a tail? And hot pink? I never envisioned such flashiness on a thief...

Fuuma on Robin Hood (Elizabeth Bathory): I feel an odd sense of kinship with Elizabeth right now. Both of us, the blood countess and a person with oni blood, beings of evil that are trying to protect people... I must thank her for letting me join, it was really fun.

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pacificwanderer · 5 years

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Super Salacious B. Crumb Sunday Headcanons!

Here’s my weekly roundup of headcanons and other fun stuff. Send me your happy SW thoughts if you’re interested in having a little fun with me (either anon, or off, whatever you’d like). This week, we’ve got some rumors and spoiler head canons, some speculation about Ben’s role if and when he leaves the FO, and more!

What amuses me the most about the supposed 0G scene is that everyone assumes it will be a Rey vs Kylo scene and no one ever thinks what if it is Kylo vs KoR for example? Or the supposed bounty hunter Keri is playing? ;) those two options would make that scene soo much more interesting than just another rematch between Rey and Kylo, they will have one of course, they need to 'talk' and clear a lot of things, but i see that happening on the ground ;)

I’m on the fence concerning a rematch between Kylo and Rey. On the one hand, lightsaber battles are cool af and I get why people would be down for a rematch, on the other, I have a really hard time seeing them fight each other. Like, you’re telling me Mr. Holding you on the edge of a cliff and imploring you to be his student is going to be hardcore into fighting the girl he cries a lot over? I just... Have a hard time with it. And similarly, you’re telling me Ms. Shipped myself into enemy territory after crying over you, prettying myself up, fighting for you, and then crying some more about you is going to be super into it too? ReallYYYY? Lol I mean, people can imagine/headcanon/want whatever, but this is what I struggle with. But I feel you, nonnie, lol I see most of their “discussions” being on the ground naked. I’d love to see Keri kick some ass in 0Gs, so I’m down for that too! OO kick some KoR ass! Lol.

Cheers!

What plot do you think can involve poe finishing at the same time than 3po? Friend told me that just that day Joonas was returning to work, and then the next week was it R2 or BB who finished? So the last ones standing to the last day were Ben, Rey, Finn, Rose, Chewie and maybe Naomi's character, double date and chaperones?

Depends, Nonnie. There wasn’t much seen of Oscar on set after Jordan, so if they were doing some sort of pick up, or out of sequence shooting, it could be from anywhere. According to Oscar, he and Anthony had a lot of scenes together, so it’s possible they were finishing up whatever work they needed to film for 3PO and Poe.

Hi! So it's pretty common to compare Rey and Kylo to Beauty and the Beast, but I just realized something -- in Disney Channel's "Descendents", the son of Belle and Beast is also named Ben so... coincidence??

Haha, probably? I mean, Harrison’s son is also named Ben and, iirc, there was a name switch at some point, possibly with his input. Though, it also does tie into “Ben Kenobi,” aka, the reason Ben’s parents got together in the first place. But that is a fun coincidence!

What do you think Ben will do after he leaves the FO? Because I doubt he’ll go to the Resistance even though Rey is there. Even if Rey leaves the Resistance, I’m not sure if he will go to her since maybe he’ll think she would not want anything to do with him. Also do you think Rey understands or realizes that maybe the one of the reasons why he would not go to the Resistance is because maybe he thinks they would not accept him or they will persecute him? (A lot of ‘maybes’, sorry)

I don’t see him joining the Resistance either, Nonnie. I don’t see him dumping one cause only to take up another (and one that he seems to have a problem with, if his opinion concerning senators and the New Republic is anything to go by). I think his journey, like Rey’s, is with the Force and not so much being a part of the Resistance. They will bring balance and peace in their own storyline, while characters like Finn, Rose, and Poe (among others) will work towards their goals. I don’t really think that Rey will be that present in the Resistance, either, but I think their Force connection will help fill in the gaps between where they were and where they currently are at. These two need time and to talk to resolve their issues, and to take steps towards claiming their own happy endings, whether that’s together or not (though I think it will be together).

I think that Ben also thinks that the reason Rey didn’t killed him when he was unconscious was because she is a good person so it’s natural for her to show mercy but he doesn’t give thought that she also ultimately wants to be with him as a partner and lover. And Rey will probably think that she isn’t a good person but a selfish one because she went to Ben wanting him to leave with her not solely because it’s for the Resistance but because she wants him.

I think you’re onto something, Nonnie. I agree that their issues right now come from the fact that, instead of talking to each other about what they saw and what they want, they jumped to conclusions and made assumptions (that they both saw and wanted the same things, when they clearly didn’t). I think that, once they sit down and talk through their issues, it’ll be gravy.

How long do you think Ben will last as the Supreme Leader in IX? Do you think it will last until the 2nd act? Or he will be out of the FO very early on? Because based from the leaks, it seems his reign will last longer...? I am not so sure

For a hot minute lol. Someone on twitter stated that Ben had to become the Supreme Leader in order to realize that was never what he really wanted. And even Leia, in the Bloodlines novel, says that she doesn’t think Ben would be interested in retaining a title (as prince), which I think is true. I don’t see that much of his story taking place outside of what’s going on with Rey, but that’s just my speculation. I think he’s been told for so long what his destiny is meant to be that he’s never actually had a moment to sit and consider what he wants. It’ll be interesting to see what happens concerning this and the conclusions he draws in EPIX.

I am pretty sure that if Rey and Ben do reconcile and she sees that he finally becoming more balance like letting the light in and being more Ben Solo, she’ll defend him even against the Resistance if they are hell bent on killing him. If they give her the choice to either kill him and stay with them or be kicked out and marked as a threat for fraternizing with the enemy, she’ll gladly leave them.

I agree, Nonnie. I think a great aspect of Rey’s character (and one that, incidentally, Padme also shares), is her willingness to believe the best about people, but also the fact that she’s not afraid to call them on their bullshit. I agree that, if she sees him taking real strides towards righting the wrongs that he’s committed/coming to the Light, etc, she’ll go to the ends of the galaxy and back again to keep him safe. I’m interested to see how their Force Bond plays out once people in the Resistance know about it and whether that causes any tensions within the organization (I HOPE IT DOES MWAHAHA).

I am not afraid of discourse after what we went through in pre-TLJ days. Of course they are going to try to continue to sale Rey Finn and Poe as the trio just as they did with both TFA and TLJ to try unsuccessfully hide what truly is going on. We do know at some point in the film Rey goes off on her own for some reason. Personally, I think it only PARTLY has something to do with trying to hide her bond to Ben. Imagine how awkward it must be for her? lol. Looks like she's talking to herself.

Haha man, do I ever want the fanon thing where Rey is talking to Kylo with their bond and then someone walks in and sees like her or him talking to thin air LOL. I wonder if anyone else can see it? Doesn’t seem to be the case, if Luke’s reaction on Ahch-To is any indication. I definitely think her bond/and the scar she got defending him, will be some source of drama in EPIX and I can’t wait!

Cheers all! Thanks for chatting about SW with me and for your input!

#sundayheadcanons #epix speculation #epix rumors #star wars epix #epix spoilers #sw asks and answers #anonymous asks #ask pacificwanderer #reylo

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robotsandromance-blog · 7 years

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Because I can't resist~ Holoform/Human for a day with S/O! How would the Cybertronians choose to spend it? Let's go with... Optimus, Smokescreen, Knockout, and for fun's sake three boots of your choosing. 😉

oo shit MMM GOOD STUFF. and for bots of my own choice, idont really have any preferences atm so i went with arcee. hope that’s ok bb!

Optimus Prime

- He’d prefer to stay close to the base for whatever you do,so you guys probably end up taking a walk through Jasper. It’s not his fault;Optimus is the leader of his team. He’d want to know if something was wrongright away.

- Even so, you both do end up having a nice time. Sharing afew kisses, talking with each other like there’s not a war going on, and beingan adorable couple old ladies get to gush about as you both walk by.

- Optimus is a gentleman; whether he be a 20ft tall bot, ora man your size. He’ll open doors for you, pull out your chair, whatever he canto make you feel as precious as you are to him.

- The day ends with a long session of cuddling.

Smokescreen

- LET’S DO EVERYTHING!!!

- Be careful; he’s really excited to be your size, so expectto be picked up and hugged at random times. There’s also a lot more kissing involved than usual.

- You end up getting bridged to a park somewhere, and you both have one hell of a time. Chasing birds, acting like kids, cuddling in the grass; normal teenage couple shit.

- And if it’s possible, you also introduce him to ice cream. Poor fucker gets a brain freeze 8 seconds in.

- You and Smokey end up making out at least several times. He can’t really help himself; this is the first time you’ve been able to kiss without a massive size difference. Expect a few ass grabs here or there, too.

- Once you both get back, you’re equal amounts exhausted and relaxed; which is disturbing to the bots. They’ve never seen Smokescreen so relaxed.

- You end up falling asleep together. Miko takes hundreds of pictures.

Knockout

- Get in baby, we’re going shopping.

- You end up taken to the biggest Mall you can manage tofind, which ends up being one near a large city. It’s ginormous, flashy, andshiny; right up Knockout’s alley.

- You’re practically being dragged around as KO excitedlygoes on about what he can’t wait to see, and make you try on. He gets quite afew varying stares as you trudge through, struggling to keep up with him as hepractically speedwalks through the whole Mall.

- You end up being forced to try on several outfits. Nomatter what you say to him, Knockout refused to believe any of them weren’tperfect on you.

- All is not terrible, though, because you end up ending theday with gross amounts of affection.

Arcee

- You’re so excited! Meanwhile, Arcee keeps tripping over the high-heels in her new form.

- She looks bomb-ass, of course; your girlfriend looks like she could kill a bitch in style. But she can barely find her balance as it is. She’s used to weighing a lot more than 190 pounds.

- Even so, Arcee is more than excited to spend a day with you. But if you had anything extravagant planned, sucks for you; she’d much rather just spend a day cuddling and watching the clouds with you. So, you(reluctantly)settle for a picnic in the middle of nowhere.

- You end up introducing Arcee to the magic that is your favorite dessert.The little look of awe on her face made your week.

- All-in-all, it’s pretty relaxing. You get to chill out with your girlfriend, kiss a few times, and spend time together. That’s all you could ever want in the middle of a war.

#transformers #transformers prime #maccadam #arcee #knockout #smokescreen #optimus prime #mod bon-bon #human s/o

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yaoimila · 7 years

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Geoff watched the billionaire who owned his race horse approach the winner’s circle. With his tuxedo, elegantly styled black hair, and cat-who-ate-the-canary smile he was pretty much what Geoff expected. Well, not exactly. Why was he so young? He had to be in his late 30s the same as Geoff. He was actually good-looking too, with dark hair and grey eyes so bright they veered toward looking like novelty contacts.

Geoff handed him Zip-Dash’s reins and moved to get out of the picture a photographer was waiting to take. The billionaire—what was his name? Jack? No, something hipper. Zach. Zach grabbed his large shoulder before he could make his escape.

“Hey, great work with him,” Zach said, shining artificially white teeth in a smile.

“Thank you, sir.” He said what he felt was expected, without embellishing. Sure, he could have mentioned it was a miracle Zip-Dash won the Derby when he was overcoming a sprain from the week prior, but guys like Zach didn’t give a shit about Geoff’s world. The fact that he was meeting the horse’s owner for the first time after being his groom for three years was proof of that.

Zach kept his hand on his shoulder for longer than what was appropriate. His fist gave Geoff’s shoulder three quick squeezes. An impressed look flitted across the young billionaire’s face.

“Oo, musclely.” He met Geoff’s eyes with a devious brow. “Rawr!”

Geoff gave a stilted laugh and pulled himself away from the shorter man. Once out of the circle flashbulbs popped as Zach posed with his horse and trophy.

Geoff realized his heart was racing. What the fuck was that? Did Zach know he was gay and was teasing him? Or was he just hit on?

No. No way. Guys like Zach were neck deep in bimbos twenty-four-seven. He didn’t strike Geoff as gay, just cocky and smug. He was probably just paying a compliment to his muscular physique by way of a harmless jibe.

Whatever. Geoff crossed his arms. Get your pictures, fawn over your trophy, and let me get Zip-Dash in his trailer. The poor boy probably needed a rub-down after how the jockey drove him. It was the Derby, and to be expected, but he was the one who had to pick up the pieces.

When the last flashbulb popped Geoff returned to claim the horse from Zach. To his surprise, the spry billionaire focused on him.

“So where’s he headed now?”

“Oh, uh, I need to get him into his trailer and take him back to the stable.”

“Nice!” Zach’s exuberant face had a bit of a cult-leader quality. “Can I tag along? I’d love to see where he lives.”

Geoff grunted. “This is just a holding stable. Zip-Dash lives in the farm in Connecticut.” Which you’d know if you actually gave a damn.

“Oh, right. But I still want to have a look. Do you mind?

Geoff felt his left eye twitching. “That’d be fine, but you’ll need to take a look around on your own. I have to get him out of his gear, give him a rub down, get him his supplements …”

Zach’s hand was on him again, this time rubbing the side of his arm. “Yeah, you do a great job with him. That’s how he was able to pull off this big win. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Warm tingles went through his flesh where Zach was caressing him. What the fuck? Could this guy legitimately be hitting on him? Nah—he was probably just eccentric.

Someone came to congratulate Zach, giving Geoff a chance to walk Zip-Dash to the trailer lot on the far side of the track. Cameras followed him until he was around the loop, then finally, he was away from the roaring crowds. Zip-Dash entered the trailer obediently, as he always did. He hooked his harness to bay inside and climbed back out. The screeching wheels of a car caught his attention.

The Ashton Martin convertible had to belong to one of the owners. Geoff’s brow furrowed when he saw Zach smiling at him past the dashboard. He pulled up beside his truck.

“Trying to ditch me, huh?” Zach said, with his bright white smile steadfast.

Geoff felt a thump in his stomach. Shit! No matter how much disdain he had for these spoiled rich fucks he had to keep in line. He could have him fired with a wave of his hand.

“No, sir. I was—”

“Call me Zach. Zach Hamilton.” He extended a hand clad in an ostentatious driving glove.

He took his hand and shook. “Geoff Stancion.”

“What a grip! You’re like a he-man or something.”

“Uh…”

“So how far’s the stable?”

Geoff took a breath to settle his nerves. “Ten minutes. Twenty if we don’t beat the traffic out of here.”

“Well let’s go them.” Zach revved his engine. There was a glimmer in his bright eyes that made Geoff pause.

“Right. You’ll follow?”

He realized Zach’s focus had drifted to the six-pack of abs protruding from his tight uniform. “You got it.”

Geoff made himself walk fast to the driver’s seat. The ride gave him a chance to think again, and where his mind went to pissed him off. This guy was an over-entitled prick. If he was hitting on him it was probably because he figured he’d get a nice blow-job from a gay guy. The Zach Hamilton’s of the world were used to walking all over his kind. His politics were probably the usual, ‘fuck social programs so I can get a tax break’ bullshit. It made him bristle in his seat to think of it.

For three years he’d treated Zach’s horse better than a lot of parents treat their kids. Not once did he ever see the guy whose signature stamp was on his pay checks. How’d he even get so rich at that age? Probably the new generation of old money.

Geoff had a job to do, one he took seriously. He wasn’t any rich boy’s plaything.

The stable was filled with other Derby competitors. Geoff struggled to park with enough room to get Zip-Dash off the trailer. Zach parked in the visitor parking, which surprised Geoff. He figured he wouldn’t care if his car took up a space another groom needed.

By the time he got Zip-Dash out of the trailer the smiling man was beside him again.

“Nice place. Very green.”

Geoff led Zip-Dash toward the corrals. “Go ahead and look around. There’s so many people here I doubt anyone will notice you.”

“I’ll stick with you.”

Oh for fuck’s sake.

He got to stall 16 and saw it filled with someone else’s horse. “Damn it. I reserved this stall.”

Zach tsked. “How inconsiderate.”

He continued down and around the stable. A tenant stall was open, but filled with six inches of manure. There was nothing else free.

Geoff groaned and tied Zip-Dash to a rail. “I have to muck this. You probably just want to get out of here. I’m sure the stink isn’t what you’re used to.”

“Are you kidding? This is like a grown-up field trip.”

Geoff ignored him and grabbed a wheelbarrow with a shovel.

“I’ll go have a look around.”

He put his first shovel-full in the barrow. “You do that.”

With the pest gone, Geoff focused on his work. It’s not that he minded hard work, but this wasn’t his job. The Derby was always a clusterfuck, and his only assistant had been deported.

Ten minutes into it he took off his shirt. There was more manure layered below the fresh stuff. It made him sick to think someone had a horse in there. Tenants were usually responsible for mucking their own stalls and naturally didn’t. Why have an animal as magnificent as a horse if you weren’t going to take care of it?

After half an hour of clearing the dirt floor, he felt someone was watching him. He glanced back to see Zach absorbing his sweat-sheened muscular back with glistening eyes. The billionaire wasn’t smiling now. His lips were parted and his beautifully sculpted face was flushed.

Geoff dumped his last shovel-full into the barrow. “You had a look around?”

“Yeah. The view’s much better here, though.”

Geoff’s brows pulled in. “I don’t know how to take you.”

He smiled and slunk his warm body against Geoff’s bare torso. His brow rose.

“How about you just take me?” He dove in for a sudden kiss.

Zach’s body was a pile of hard muscle against him. His mouth was hot, seeking a deep kiss from the start. Slender arms coiled around Geoff’s shoulders, brushing the sensitive places of his neck. Geoff hovered an arm over his back with an urge to crush the smaller man against him. Entitled prick or not, he was sexy package of man.

Geoff forced his mouth to break away. The severing of their electric chemistry made his chest ache.

“You need to cut the shit,” he said, ignoring how his cock fought against the seam of his pants. “Something like this might be called sexual harassment.”

Zach backed away from him. “If that’s how you see it then I apologize.”

“I don’t know what I see right now.”

Zach eyed his gleaming pectoral. “I know what I see.”

“There you go again.”

He wet his lips. “Look, Joe Harker told me you were gay, and you’re absolutely luscious. I thought we might be able to have some fun. If you’re not into it, no problem. I’ll get out of your hair.”

His frankness disarmed Geoff. “No, it’s fine. Another time, another place…” Another person. “And maybe we could hook up. Right now, though, I have a horse to get settled and a thirteen hour drive to prepare for tomorrow.”

Zach’s smile returned. “Right. Wishful thinking. Looking at you, I just couldn’t resist.”

Geoff returned a tepid smile. “Don’t worry about it.”

He untied Zip-Dash from the rail and brought him into the stall. Zach lingered by the door.

“What do you plan on doing now that Zip-Dash is headed off to the stud farm?”

Geoff froze. He looked back at him with his eyes bulged. Zach reflected his shock.

“Oh, shit. Joe didn’t tell you?”

“What are you talking about? Zip’s got another year worth of races left in him.”

Zach undid his collar button. “Well sure, but he just won the Derby. What’s the point?”

Geoff turned up a hand. “The purses.”

Zach made an uncomfortable smile. “I don’t need the purses. I was after the trophy. Now that I’ve got it I’m done with horse racing.”

Geoff put his forehead in his hand. “Jesus.”

“I can’t believe Joe didn’t tell you. I told him if Zip-Dash wins we’re done.”

“No one thought Zip was going to win this thing. He was 50 to 1. He had a sprain.” Of course Joe didn’t tell him. His boss didn’t want to jinx things.

“You have other horses, right?”

Geoff spun on him. “No. I had other horses, but then the big-shot who owned Zip-Dash pulled me off them saying he wanted a groom who was solely dedicated to his horse.”

Zach looked away. “Oh, right.”

He began to undo Zip’s bridle. His mind raced. What would he do after this paycheck? How the hell would he make the rent?

“If you don’t have anything else going on, you could always work for me.”

Geoff eyed him. “Doing what?”

His bright smile returned. “Be my groom.”

Geoff fumed while bundling Zip-Dash’s gear.

“What I mean is, you could be my personal valet.”

“What you mean is I could be your fuck-toy.”

Zach gave an askew grin. “Your words.”

“Not interested.” He opened a canister of oil and began to rub it into Zip’s haunch. “People aren’t commodities you can buy and sell.”

“No, seriously, I actually do need a valet—particularly someone who might be able to protect me if I’m accosted. I’m sure the pay would be quadruple what you make as a—”

“I’m not interested!”

Zach’s lips parted. Geoff watched him from the corner of his eye while working the oil into the horse. He’d probably never been denied something he wanted before. Geoff couldn’t help but feel satisfied.

He turned. “I’ll leave you to you work.” The slender man disappeared from Geoff’s view.

Now he had a pang of regret. The man’s voice was etched with humbled grief. What did he expect though?

Geoff wasn’t anyone’s whore.

#yaoi #gay #gay romance

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thebigreylotheory · 7 years

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Star Wars: Episode 8: The Last (Pride & Prejudice) Jedi

TheBigReyloTheory Trasherpiece Theater proudly presents:

Star Wars: Episode 8: The Last (Pride & Prejudice) Jedi

Brought to you by Captain McHusbandMan who recovered my glasses from the imaginary number space! Yay!

I hope you are familiar with Pride & Prejudice. If not, I implore you to check out the ’95 and ’05 versions. And, always, READ THE BOOK.

‘K I’m long-winded, but especially today cause P&P’s my fav…you’ll be scrolling FOREVER. :D

“It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a Jedi Master strong in the Force must be in want of a padawan.”

Argh, Star Wars, so stressful, so many characters to worry about…My nerves and Star Wars are old friends, twenty years at least.

Quick Recap of The Force Awakens:

Ahch-To is let at last! (meaning: occupied)

Do not you want to know who has taken it?

Skywalker. (Mr. Bingley)

He is a Jedi Master to be sure!

It is a fine thing for our Star Wars characters.

How so, you ask?

My dear Star Wars fans, you must know that I am thinking one of them must be his new padawan!

And if he must train one of them, I must throw in a good word for lil Rey (Elizabeth). She has something more of a quickness about her.

*Epic Flashback*

At Starkiller Base (the grand assembly) Kylo Ren (Mr. Darcy) is encouraged to read (dance) Rey’s mind for the map (to find a pleasant girl). But, honestly, he really doesn’t want to…it gives him no pleasure.

It’s probably true…she’s just a scavenger…(country girl with crazy family).

When he uses his Force power, and she meets his probe (eyes) with her own, he withdraws. Rather rudely.

Needless to say, Rey remained with no very cordial feelings towards him.

However, later on, after escaping, and besting his call to the Skywalker lightsaber, Kylo Ren begins to admire Rey.

His doing so drew her notice.

Therefore Kylo Ren finds himself presented a very desirable padawan (dance partner). He cannot refuse to be her teacher (dance), when so much beauty is before him.

But, of course, Rey refuses.

*Jumping to Episode 8*

Luke Skywalker is a very pleasant fellow indeed!

It’s clear he’s really developed a thing for the lovely First Jedi Temple (Jane). They spend a lot of time together. He never wants to leave her, er, I mean the Temple.

So, anyhow, it rains a lot on Ahch-To. Rey’s really fond of walking. So she decides she better go check on the poor ole leaky First Jedi Temple (sick Jane). ‘Cause Rey is good at fixing things, bypass skills are very handy.

Turns out, poor ole leaky First Jedi Temple (sick Jane) is ok. Luke is thrilled that it’s raining and he’s stuck in the Temple. Rey’s ok with it, until she realizes there’s another visitor lurking around.

Argh, he is a most disagreeable, horrid man! But apparently Jedi Temples are like neutral, nonpartisan, sanctuary zones. Everyone’s going to have to get along…er, skate around snarky comments.

It makes for several stir-crazy days together…Rey starts walking, aimlessly, around the room. Kylo Ren starts hate-flirting with her.

When it stops raining, everything just gets worse….

Stormtroopers (militia unit) arrive on Ahch-To!

And a very, very, very distant relation of Rey’s comes to stay for a week…

Yeah, Rey should be happy to see her cousin and all, but he stinks. No really, “Mr. Collins the Hutt” is an odious bore. He talks about his patron, Snoke (Lady Catherine), day and night. But rumor has it, Snoke stinks, too.

And, to add insult to injury, it turns out, Mr. Collins the Hutt is going to inherit the deed to Ahch-To. What? No! Argh, Hutts and their properties…it’s just like Star Wars: Monopoly.

Anyhow, he really wants to move into the First Jedi Temple. But once he sees how the First Jedi Temple is already spoken for by Luke, and how committed Luke is, Mr. Collins the Hutt comes up with a new plan:

If Rey marries him, they can all happily stay on Ahch-To and Luke can remain with the First Jedi Temple.

What??? But they are cousins you cry!

Indeed. So, Rey does the only sensible thing. She tries to avoid Mr. Collins the Hutt by doing lots of walking. Those stairs are a great workout. And Hutts are slow.

On one of these particular walks, Rey meets a delightful young officer. General Armitage “Wickham” Hux is, seemingly, a perfect gentleman and very handsome in uniform.

While Rey and General Armitage “Wickham” Hux are talking, they cross paths with Luke and Kylo Ren on the stairs. Luke, of course, is very good humoured. However, Kylo Ren almost growls at Hux, and marches off to throw a tantrum.

Rey knew Kylo Ren was horrid and all, but she is shocked by his rudeness.

Later, Hux explains that he brings out the worse in Kylo Ren, cause Kylo Ren is so jealous of him. The Supreme Leader (father) likes Hux best and Kylo Ren can’t stand it. Although Kylo Ren should be grateful that he has the Force (large estate, money) and is in an arranged engagement to the Supreme Leader’s (Lady Catherine’s) daughter, Captain Phasma…Kylo Ren is just a hateful person who screwed up Hux’s raise (living). Rey feels sorry for Hux.

Meanwhile, Luke decides, as a neutral, nonpartisan Jedi, to throw a party and invite all the Stormtroopers (militia) on Ahch-To. It turns out to the social event of the year. Rey, of course, is forced to be polite and dance with Mr. Collins the Hutt…even though she really wanted Hux to ask her to dance.

Strangely enough, Kylo Ren, who really hates dancing, comes to claim Rey’s hand.

Rey is so shocked, she accepts, but quickly decides to tease him about everything Hux told her. The effect on Kylo Ren is immediate. Such distain. She accuses him of being prejudice. Hux, after all, is just a poor, innocent officer trying to make his way in the galaxy...

The dance ends. Ren exits the room knowing Rey is full of her own pride.

However, Rey finds herself out of the fire and into the frying pan when Mr. Collins the Hutt decides to “formally” propose marriage to her.

But apparently Mr. Collins the Hutt thinks she’s playing hard to get…

What say you, Star Wars fans? Trash shippers will never forgive her if she doesn’t marry Mr. Collins the Hutt, the rest will never forgive her if she does….

Thankfully, Mr. Collins the Hutt takes a hint. He can tell Rey’s mad, and he doesn’t want to end up like Jabba or anything. So he leaves. And in a shocking turn-of-events, he suddenly marries Rey’s friend, Maz Kanata (Charlotte). Odd, yes. But Maz never wanted to be an old maid. And she can’t wait on Chewie FOREVER. So long as she’s happy, I guess.

Without warning, Luke decides to take Kylo Ren’s advice and spend some time away from the First Jedi Temple. What? Out of the blue?

Ahch-To is turning topsy-turvy! Rey feels some time away from the stir-crazy island will do her some good, too. Therefore, she flies to see the newly married Maz Kanata-the Hutt at Mr. Collins the Hutt’s humble home on Naboo. Maz is now technically her distant cousin-in-law and all.

However, you can’t simply visit the Hutts without making a visit to the home of their neighbor and patron, Supreme Leader Snoke (Lady Catherine). That’s just rude. So, Rey accompanies them to meet Snoke and Phasma. Argh, boring. Snoke talks and talks non-stop about how him and Phasma are so great, and how weird Rey seems. How negligent her parents were (duh).

Then Kylo Ren shows up!

Ahhh! It’s like Kylo Ren is following her or something! Now she’s going to have to put up with him the whole visit.

Oh my. Can things get any worse? Yup.

One day Kylo Ren suddenly shows up on the Hutts’ doorstep. For some strange reason, Maz and Mr. Collins the Hutt rush out of the room to give Ren and Rey time alone. Awkward.

Pretty soon, Rey can’t escape Kylo Ren anywhere. He’s always showing up at Hutts’ home or at Snoke’s or wherever she’s walking. People keep leaving them alone. They have to make weird, but oddly flirty conversation.

In the meantime, Rey gets a holo (letter) from Luke about his new adventures. He’s decided never to return to Ahch-To again. Luke claims Kylo Ren was right, the First Jedi Temple just isn’t giving him visions anymore. Maybe he needs a new temple or try Darth Vader’s helmet (Georgiana Darcy) for a while. Oh, and he wants her to know that Hux is a total flirt and has been seen ‘round with another wealthy officer.

Oo! Rey feels the anger flowing through her. She doesn’t even care what Hux does. But Kylo Ren? He’s messed everything up! The plan was set! Luke was going to stay with the First Jedi Temple, and Rey was going to learn the ways of the Force. Not only is Kylo Ren horrid, he’s also completely meddlesome!

Just when she wants to be alone to fume, Ren shows up again. He’s got a question to pop.

Say what?? When she has every right to think ill of him?? He wants to marry her and be her teacher?? Argh!

Ren is astonished. I mean, he did just tell Rey he loved her…some men just wait and tell the lady “I know.” I mean what does Rey want? For him to rejoice in the inferiority of the Resistance? That they’re on opposite sides?

Ren leaves ashamed of his feelings. Rey is vexed.

Next day, Ren sends Rey a holo, promising it’s not another join me, marry me, or be my padawan proposal. Instead, he wishes to tell his side of the story in regards to Luke and General Hux.

It was Ren’s observation that, although Luke felt at home with the First Jedi Temple, the First Jedi Temple had no peculiar regard for his Force power. The First Jedi Temple didn’t give Luke any extra special powers or visions. Ren, however, admits that he might have been too hastily, and the First Jedi Temple could potentially make Luke both powerful and content.

As for Hux, the man was given several raises, all of which he gambled away in Sabacc games. When his next raise was denied, Hux stole Darth Vader’s helmet (Georgiana Darcy) and made Ren pay ransom to get it back all safe and sacred. Ask anyone.

Huh. Well maybe Rey only knew the truth-from-a-certain-point-of-view. Oh bother. Maybe they were both wrong. She starts to feel kinda bad about it.

Needing a distraction, Rey decides to visit the Lake Country of Naboo. Varykino is, apparently, a must-see estate. Didn’t something historic happen there? Oh well, that’s what tour guides are for.

So she gets there and the tour guide explains that Varykino is still owned by the Skywalker-Solo family. In fact Padme and Anakin Skywalker were secretly wed at Varykino. Rey is fascinated. It’s a beautiful place. To think, her and Kylo Ren could have been married at Varykino, too. Then the tour guide gushes about how Kylo Ren is a really kind Master. Rey wants to sigh. She could have been his padawan. Could have been Mrs. Rey Forgot-My-Last-Name-Ren-Solo. Ah, regrets.

On the way out, she thinks maybe she’ll check out the flowers in bloom. That’s when she sees him…Kylo Ren is actually here! *Shock* Rey blushes. He walks over and speaks to her, completely gentle and kind. It’s clear he’s delighted to see her, too. And, is still very much in love with her.

Kylo Ren politely invites her on a behind-the-scenes-tour of his super secret Anakin Skywalker collection. He’s eager for her to see Darth Vader’s helmet (Georgiana Darcy). He also informs her that Luke is on Naboo and he’s planning to return to the First Jedi Temple right away.

Rey is thrilled. This is turning out to be the best day ever.

Until a holo suddenly informs them: Hux has stolen the Skywalker lightsaber (Lydia) from Ahch-To!! If they want it to remain whole, Hux is going need some ransom money, asap.

But Rey doesn’t have any money! This is terrible! Worst day ever!

Kylo Ren rushes off. Rey is beside herself with grief. She returns to Ahch-To, hoping to find comfort with the First Jedi Temple (Jane). This has ruined her life as a padawan. No one will ever respect her as a Jedi with a blotched lightsaber.

Then another holo arrives: Hux has accepted a mysterious amount of ransom money for the lightsaber. It isn’t broke into bits. Thank the maker!

What’s more, Luke returns to the First Jedi Temple. He proclaims he will dwell there forever. Yay, happily-ever-after.

When Rey places her hand on the newly-returned Skywalker lightsaber she receives a Force vision: Kylo Ren paying Hux off for Rey’s happiness. Kylo Ren to the rescue. He completely saved her reputation…wow.

Well, everything goes back to normal. Luke’s at the First Jedi Temple. Rey studies daily. Until, one night, Snoke (Lady Catherine) arrives out-of-the-blue. He demands to see Rey.

It seems Snoke has finally gotten wind of the rumor that Kylo Ren has the hots for Rey, and he loves her, and asked her to marry him, even though he’s in an arranged engagement to Snoke’s daughter, Phasma. Snoke wants Rey to promise that she won’t secretly wed Kylo Ren. Pff. Rey fights back and takes care of Snoke, Star-Wars style. Bye bye, Snoke.

Next morning, a holo arrives from Mr. Collins the Hutt. It congratulates Rey on taking down Snoke and her engagement and forthcoming marriage to Kylo Ren. Huh? That’s very interesting…

Unsurprisingly, Kylo Ren returns to Ahch-to. He accompanies Rey on her morning walk. He confesses that he did pay off Hux, so the lightsaber could return to her in one piece. He did everything for her happiness and still loves her.

Much to the surprise of the galaxy (everyone thought they hated each other) Rey and Kylo Ren are wed.

To this day, Rey still teases Ben about how and why he fell in love with her.

The End.

#star wars pride and prejudice #star wars mashup #star wars parody #reylo fanfic #bad photoshop #reylo #reylo trash #reylo pride and prejudice #my star wars diary

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yamilaabraham · 7 years

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GROOM Sweet/Sexy MM

GROOM

Sexy Sweet Erotic Male/Male Romance

A touching, sensual, stand-alone, story with a guaranteed HEA by the author of UnPrison!

Excerpt ~

“Hey, great work with him,” Zach said, shining artificially white teeth in a smile.

Zach kept his hand on his shoulder for longer than what was appropriate. His fist gave Geoff’s shoulder three quick squeezes. An impressed look flitted across the young billionaire’s face.

“Oo, musclely.” He met Geoff’s eyes with a devious brow. “Rawr!”

Geoff gave a stilted laugh and pulled himself away from the shorter man. Once out of the circle flashbulbs popped as Zach posed with his horse and trophy.

Geoff realized his heart was racing. What the fuck was that? Did Zach know he was gay and was teasing him? Or was he just hit on?

When the last flashbulb popped Geoff returned to claim the horse from Zach. To his surprise, the spry billionaire focused on him.

“So where’s he headed now?”

“Oh, uh, I need to get him into his trailer and take him back to the stable.”

“Nice!” Zach’s exuberant face had a bit of a cult-leader quality. “Can I tag along? I’d love to see where he lives.”

Geoff grunted. “This is just a holding stable. Zip-Dash lives in the farm in Connecticut.” Which you’d know if you actually gave a damn.

“Oh, right. But I still want to have a look. Do you mind?

Geoff felt his left eye twitching. “That’d be fine, but you’ll need to take a look around on your own. I have to get him out of his gear, give him a rub down, get him his supplements …”

Zach’s hand was on him again, this time rubbing the side of his arm. “Yeah, you do a great job with him. That’s how he was able to pull off this big win. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Warm tingles went through his flesh where Zach was caressing him. What the fuck? Could this guy legitimately be hitting on him? Nah—he was probably just eccentric.

The Ashton Martin convertible had to belong to one of the owners. Geoff’s brow furrowed when he saw Zach smiling at him past the dashboard. He pulled up beside his truck.

“Trying to ditch me, huh?” Zach said, with his bright white smile steadfast.

Geoff felt a thump in his stomach. Shit! No matter how much disdain he had for these spoiled rich fucks he had to keep in line. He could have him fired with a wave of his hand.

“No, sir. I was—”

“Call me Zach. Zach Hamilton.” He extended a hand clad in an ostentatious driving glove.

He took his hand and shook. “Geoff Stancion.”

“What a grip! You’re like a he-man or something.”

“Uh…”

“So how far’s the stable?”

Geoff took a breath to settle his nerves. “Ten minutes. Twenty if we don’t beat the traffic out of here.”

“Well let’s go them.” Zach revved his engine. There was a glimmer in his bright eyes that made Geoff pause.

“Right. You’ll follow?”

He realized Zach’s focus had drifted to the six-pack of abs protruding from his tight uniform. “You got it.”

Geoff had a job to do, one he took seriously. He wasn’t any rich boy’s plaything.

By the time he got Zip-Dash out of the trailer the smiling man was beside him again.

“Nice place. Very green.”

Geoff led Zip-Dash toward the corrals. “Go ahead and look around. There’s so many people here I doubt anyone will notice you.”

“I’ll stick with you.”

Oh for fuck’s sake.

He got to stall 16 and saw it filled with someone else’s horse. “Damn it. I reserved this stall.”

Zach tsked. “How inconsiderate.”

He continued down and around the stable. A tenant stall was open, but filled with six inches of manure. There was nothing else free.

Geoff groaned and tied Zip-Dash to a rail. “I have to muck this. You probably just want to get out of here. I’m sure the stink isn’t what you’re used to.”

“Are you kidding? This is like a grown-up field trip.”

Geoff ignored him and grabbed a wheelbarrow with a shovel.

“I’ll go have a look around.”

He put his first shovel-full in the barrow. “You do that.”

With the pest gone, Geoff focused on his work. It’s not that he minded hard work, but this wasn’t his job. The Derby was always a clusterfuck, and his only assistant had been deported.

Geoff dumped his last shovel-full into the barrow. “You had a look around?”

“Yeah. The view’s much better here, though.”

Geoff’s brows pulled in. “I don’t know how to take you.”

He smiled and slunk his warm body against Geoff’s bare torso. His brow rose.

“How about you just take me?” He dove in for a sudden kiss.

Geoff forced his mouth to break away. The severing of their electric chemistry made his chest ache.

“You need to cut the shit,” he said, ignoring how his cock fought against the seam of his pants. “Something like this might be called sexual harassment.”

Zach backed away from him. “If that’s how you see it then I apologize.”

“I don’t know what I see right now.”

Zach eyed his gleaming pectoral. “I know what I see.”

“There you go again.”

Zach’s smile returned. “Right. Wishful thinking. Looking at you, I just couldn’t resist.”

Geoff returned a tepid smile. “Don’t worry about it.”

He untied Zip-Dash from the rail and brought him into the stall. Zach lingered by the door.

“What do you plan on doing now that Zip-Dash is headed off to the stud farm?”

Geoff froze. He looked back at him with his eyes bulged. Zach reflected his shock.

“Oh, shit. Joe didn’t tell you?”

“What are you talking about? Zip’s got another year worth of races left in him.”

Zach undid his collar button. “Well sure, but he just won the Derby. What’s the point?”

Geoff turned up a hand. “The purses.”

Zach made an uncomfortable smile. “I don’t need the purses. I was after the trophy. Now that I’ve got it I’m done with horse racing.”

Geoff put his forehead in his hand. “Jesus.”

“I can’t believe Joe didn’t tell you. I told him if Zip-Dash wins we’re done.”

“No one thought Zip was going to win this thing. He was 50 to 1. He had a sprain.” Of course Joe didn’t tell him. His boss didn’t want to jinx things.

“You have other horses, right?”

Geoff spun on him. “No. I had other horses, but then the big-shot who owned Zip-Dash pulled me off them saying he wanted a groom who was solely dedicated to his horse.”

Zach looked away. “Oh, right.”

He began to undo Zip’s bridle. His mind raced. What would he do after this paycheck? How the hell would he make the rent?

“If you don’t have anything else going on, you could always work for me.”

Geoff eyed him. “Doing what?”

His bright smile returned. “Be my groom.”

Geoff fumed while bundling Zip-Dash’s gear.

“What I mean is, you could be my personal valet.”

“What you mean is I could be your fuck-toy.”

Zach gave an askew grin. “Your words.”

“Not interested.” He opened a canister of oil and began to rub it into Zip’s haunch. “People aren’t commodities you can buy and sell.”

“No, seriously, I actually do need a valet—particularly someone who might be able to protect me if I’m accosted. I’m sure the pay would be quadruple what you make as a—”

“I’m not interested!”

He turned. “I’ll leave you to you work.” The slender man disappeared from Geoff’s view.

Now he had a pang of regret. The man’s voice was etched with humbled grief. What did he expect though?

Geoff wasn’t anyone’s whore.

#gay

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