#anyway i'll upload a thing later

[transvampireboyfriend]

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8

Steve and Jonathan go setup the cabin before they start unpacking.

Steve opens the windows, takes off the couch covers and dusts off the coffee tables while Jonathan takes care of toiletries and then they get the bed sets and start making the two bunks and the big bed in the main room.

Steve has mostly shaken off his freak out about Eddie saying all that stuff about him and Steve reacting by practically shoving his fingers in his mouth.

Robin helped. She always does.

She's been telling him to make a move on Eddie for months, but Steve keeps overthinking it.

He likes Eddie so much, it just feels impossible Eddie could like him that way too.

So, whenever Eddie says something like what he said in the car, Steve's head cannot compute it.

It doesn't make sense. Steve came out to them all ages ago. If Eddie thought of him like that, surely he'd have made a move by now, right?

He's the loudest, most unashamed person Steve has ever met, he's so unapologetically himself, he sticks by the stuff he likes no matter what, of course he would've made a move.

But he hasn't. And so he doesn't, Eddie doesn't like Steve like that. He's just nice.

He's so nice.

Of course he's not gonna make a big deal of what Steve did in the car. Steve's still a little embarrassed but he knows Eddie would never give him a hard time over something so silly.

Robin reminded him of that too, as soon as they got out of the car and Steve made mortified eyes at Eddie's back as he watched him go stand by the lake.

"You're kinda drowning in a glass of water there, man," Robin said, ruffling his hair.

Steve laughed, escaping her hand and glaring at her.

"I bet he didn't even think twice of it!" she offered, then when he didn't look convinced, she added "He said a bunch of stuff about you, did you think it was weird?"

Steve shook his head "Of course not. it doesn't have to mean anything"

"Exactly." Robin agreed then, rubbing his back. Steve sighed, leaning his head on her shoulder.

So, Steve is mostly over it now. Robin is right.

But, that doesn't stop Steve from stealing glances at the grill through the bedroom windows, where Eds and Nance are making hot dogs, as him and Jonathan make the beds.

Jon must notice, because when they switch to the second bunk, he comments "You know, you can let him down easy. it doesn't have to be a big deal"

Steve immediately drags his eyes away from Eddie and looks at Jonathan.

"What?" he asks,

"Eddie" Jonathan presses, Steve stammers,

"Wh-?"

"Oh come on, he obviously has a crush on you, man." Jon says, "And it's fine if you don't feel the same you know? you can talk to him as your friend, he's a cool dude- I don't think he'd be-"

Steve finally finds his words and interrupts Jonathan.

"Wait, no. Back up. Eddie doesn't have a crush on me." Steve states.

Jonathan scoffs but when he looks at Steve's face his half smile fades,

"Are you serious?" he asks,

Steve looks around them like his answer is written on the walls.

"Didn't you hear what he said in the car?" Jonathan demands "I thought that was the whole reason you were freaking out!"

"I'm not- I'm not freaking out." Steve excuses "And he doesn't have crush on me, if he did he would have made a move by now" he explains.

Jonathan gapes at him for a bit before he answers.

"Okay, one: you have not stopped looking at him since we got out of the car;" Jon notes, "And two: you flirt with all of us except him, you shut him down when he gives you a compliment and you always refuse to dance with him when we go out. Why would he make a move?"

Steve feels his eyes go wide and his stomach drop.

"Shit. Do I?" he asks "No, I don't flirt with you guys" he adds,

Jonathan snorts and gives him a non-plussed look.

Fuck. Okay maybe he does, it's a past-time of his, sue him.

"I-" Steve scrambles "How do I shut down his compliments? I don't do that" he tries,

"You cough and redirect or you laugh and deflect," Jonathan supplies, apparently had those at the ready, damn.

"I didn't do that in the car" Steve counters,

"Robin changed the topic. And you two share a brain" Jonathan states,

Steve covers his eyes with a hand. He hoped it hadn't been that obvious.

"Ohmygod. Fuck. And I do refuse to dance with him" Steve remembers, he's afraid Eddie will figure him out if that ever happens,

"Uh huh, but you dance with us," Jonathan reminds him,

So Eddie had made a move. Several, if Jon's to be believed.

"Fuck. Fuck. Eddie thinks I don't like him," Steve realizes, "Eddie might be attracted to me and he thinks I don't like him at all" Steve despairs,

"I mean," Jonathan placates, "you do spend a lot of time together, I'm sure he knows you like him"

With this realization, at the sight of the tiniest possibility, Steve feels his despair dissolve every excuse he's ever had to hide his feelings.

"No," Steve explains, dragging his hand down his face "No, he thinks I don't like him like that. He doesn't know I'm attracted to him!"

"Wait. You are?"

"Yeah!" Steve confirms, "It's the reason I freak out around him! I can't trust I won't throw myself at him if we dance and I'm always embarrassed of my reactions to him flirting or complimenting me cause I don't want him to find out. I don't wanna ruin our friendship" Steve explains

"Oh." is Jon's helpful reaction.

"Yeah, oh." Steve says,

"How are you so sure he has a crush on me?" he asks Jonathan after a bit,

"Well," Jonathan starts " First of all, who doesn't?"

Steve laughs despite himself "Shut. Up!" he says, balling up the sheet in his hands and throwing it at Jonathan's head, he dodges it easily and picks it back up.

"Second of all," Jon continues, like there was no interruption, "everything Eddie said in the car. And third, just how he generally acts with you." Jonathan shrugs, like it's so obvious, "He shares his songs with you first, he always lets you pick the movie, he cooks your favorite meals, he makes us buy your favorite dessert, I could go on, it's no very hard to tell,"

"And yet-" Steve interjects, laughing a tad bitterly.

"Give yourself a break, Steve." Jonathan tells him, "Nobody thinks straight when they have a crush,"

"Har har" Steve deadpans at the pun.

"That was completely unintended, I swear." Jonathan defends, "I meant it's not hard to tell from the outside. I bet if you really thought of it you could come up with signs you've missed too",

"I don't wanna assume-" Steve muses,

"Then don't." Jonathan tells him, "That was more or less what I was gonna tell you anyways, only now its the opposite"

Steve gives him a confused look.

"Just- You don't have to go ask him out this second," Jonathan explains, "you can just start letting him see that you find him attractive. You said your reactions embarrass you, you keep hiding them, I bet he'd love to see them if we're right about how he feels." Jonathan goes on,

Steve thinks about all the redirecting and hiding he does with Eddie, just so he doesn't find out Steve feels this way about him. If he has a chance to be with Eddie he knows exactly where to start.

"And if we're wrong he won't be an asshole about it." Jonathan says, "I'm 100% sure of that. You can have a big conversation if you want but I know that can be hard, so you can do easier stuff first"

"Like flirt with him" Steve supplies, maybe a little too excited by the prospect.

"Exactly." Jonathan smiles, "Helps that you're not bad at that",

"I'm not the only one" Steve shoots back with a wink.

Jonathan laughs, "There it is" he says, throwing the balled up sheet back at Steve.

Steve chuckles and catches it easily, "Okay. Alright, then. This- I can do this" he states.

"Yeah." Jonathan agrees, "Don't think of it like a huge change, just remember you're only letting him in a little bit, trying to figure out if he feels the same, and if he doesn't, that's cool," he reminds him.

"Yeah." Steve repeats, "Yeah you're right. That makes sense." he agrees,

"I mean it doesn't." Steve adds, "I can't believe he might be attracted to me but- thanks, man. I really appreciate it"

Jonathan smiles and reaches out to clap his shoulder "Anytime, dude. You're my friend, you can talk to me whenever, I'll be happy to listen." he says. Steve can't help thinking Will is so lucky to have him as a brother.

"You're really good at this." Steve tells him, "But, you know, I'm here for you too man, anytime." he offers.

"Thanks, Steve" Jonathan smiles,

Steve smiles back and untangles the bedsheet in his hands, and then they get back to work on the second bunk.

part 4

#steddie #steveddie #steddie headcanon #stranger things #platonic stonathan #not tagging stobin bc it's not that central here but you know they're always central in my heart. #we'll get more of them further down the road don't worry #anyways. I'll upload the next part later today :) #. #steddie lake fic

[royalarchivist]

Quackity in the Hispanic Youtube Rewind!

#Quackity #MCYT #irl #Once again none of my usual tags are applicable so uhhh. Here ya go everyone #K I'm gonna take a pause now I don't like uploading too many things at once #I would like to share the r / place feature but I'll do that later #Anyways I can't wait to see people drawing Quackity as a pirate captain #Pirate hat? No. Beanie #ONCE AGAIN I UPLOAD NICE CRISP VIDEOS AND TUMBLR DECIDES TO MUNCH THEM UP #S M H #If this was a longer clip I'd open it up in my video editor and make it nicer #but it's like >10 seconds long so I Can't Be Bothered

[diverbots]

Some screenshots I took for omnic references while looking around in some maps.

#text #There's more screenshots I took but I can't upload them for some reason? #Anyways it's very interesting to see a class disparity between omnics. Something I noticed with Midtown is that they changed a lot of the - #- poster assets in the subway during the beta with different ones (I'll try to find some images later) #And obviously things change and it's obviously the beta but a lot of the replaced ads were omnic oriented. #I'm really curious to about some of the omnic statues in the monastery - especially the one in the first pic. #Forever wondering if the dev team will ever address that room in the Paris map at some point (or if it relates to a certain character) #Also Thespion 4.0 seems to be constantly changing in terms of design in every poster he's in. #I can't type consistently I have a new thought every sentence I finish - my bad lol.

[longagoitwastuesday]

I love Christian.

#I love him. I love how sweet he is. I love that he is terrible at speaking his love but it's something he appreciates #I love that he hopes Roxane will be refined and is elated when he learns she's a précieuse #I love that he's ready to fight Valvert the very moment he learns of his and de Guiche's plot regarding the marriage of Roxane #And I adore that he leaves despite this and himself when he learns Lignière is at risk #I love that everyone is in awe when Roxane enters the scene but he doesn't even look up because he's paying the seller girl #I don't know. I find him adorable and charming and sweet from his very first scene #And already I find a lot of similarities between him and Roxane and Cyrano #I don't know... I just really love Christian #I'm just going on and on about this play but I keep focusing on different things I love about it when I reread it #And still I'm procrastinating uploading the parallels/continuity/thematic repetition fragment and even just the ones I particularly love #Anyway... At one point I'll go back on this tag to refresh my memory and actually do the thing‚ and clean a bit these posts since I'm at it #Cyrano de Bergerac #Christian #I must choose but I think I've been incoherent before and I have to go check which tag I've used where and fix it #I talk too much #I should probably delete this later

[parulite]

Kiri's Singing Voice.

Contrary to her other uncertainties and tendency to view herself as clumsy and unrefined, Kiri's voice is very strong and clear, and she has no problem leading others (her family as well as members of her tribe(s)) in song. She has sure brightness in her higher register, but an overall a lower and richer voice - conveying a power and maturity that tends to surprise those who hear it. It's likely to continue to deepen, grow stronger and even more resonant, as she gets older.

#a song for every moment 〈⋄〉 headcanons. #i tried a bunch of times to upload the audio file i have of this song but the hellsite is bullying me #so youtube link it is ig. #if they contradict me about this later i'll be so mad because i could not more obviously be right about this #with the way they associate the music to their spiritualism and having her so close to eywa like. I'm Right!! #....im really in an interesting position here i don't think i've *ever* written a canon muse #who was still in the process of having new material come out hmm #i've always had the space to just assert things without worrying about being slapped by canon later ;slkfjg;sdlkfjg;lkj #WELP. HERE I GO ANYWAY. i hope you guys are having fun im having fun #im also writing some reply stuff but #probably i will not type it before i go to bed and probably i will be too busy tomorrow but we'll see

[noonaishere]

I just spent all day working on some manips for my fic...

You really have to admire the dedication of making these things look realistic, since there's no app or online template to make them.

Did I say "dedication"? I meant "madness".

#I haven't stared at an art program for this long since I went to a fake college hoping to get a graphic design degree #and then dropped out because they were trying to make everyone go into advertising-- which I didn't want to do #and then couldn't be a part of the class action lawsuit against the place later because I hadn't graduated #(which is stupid. give me my money back you scammers) #anyway #I'm tired #thanks to my one friend for making the thumbnails for it for me #and my other friend for being my twitter sleuth #since I'm not fucking downloading that mess to look at one thing #but I'll thank them in the end post after the fic ends it's uploads #in *pretends to do upload scheduling but I actually did it all yesterday* #january 2025 #good thing there was only four of these fucking things #also: they each have a little easter egg/treat #I looked up so many fonts lolol

[alatushours]

☆ LOVE POTION, various — he doesn’t know much about love, but he’ll try his best for you.

contents. featuring xiao, dan heng, and roronoa zoro. gender neutral reader, fluff. xiao + zoro is canon au, dan heng’s is modern! your first date with each of the boys ♡ word count. 537

notes. writing the prompt “love potion” for my own event despite it having been closed for a month LMAO i just need an excuse to write something… anyways uh pls pretend i’m not writing xiao when i said i wouldn’t in a while 🫣 i have a wip for tighnari otw i promise !!!

xiao has never been interested in mortal celebrations. but after meeting you, he can’t help but want to learn more about them. “would you… want to come to the lantern rite with me?”

you were pleasantly surprised when he asked; glad to see that the yaksha was finally coming out of his shell. you laughed, took his hand (which prompted a blushing mess out of him), and led him down to the harbor, where the festivities were already starting.

figuring he still wasn’t too comfortable being around large crowds of mortals, you took him to a secluded spot on a hill by the pavilion, close enough so that you could still see the lanterns that lit up the sky.

“they’re beautiful, aren’t they?” you ask him, following his eyes as he stared at tiny glowing dots fading in the night. xiao nods slowly, seemingly mesmerized by the sight. you smile softly, leaning your head on his shoulder as the two of you watch the fireworks show that followed.

dan heng, being a bit of a bookworm, was a little… socially awkward, to say the least. luckily, you found his quirks entertaining. “there’s a new bookstore that opened across the street… would you be interested?”

so one tuesday afternoon, you meet him by the park, where he stood with a bouquet of flowers in his hands. you giggle when he awkwardly offers them to you. “of course, why else would you have bought them for?”

making you way to the bookstore, dan heng watches as you stroll down the aisles, picking out some you wanted. he felt his heart swell as he spies his favorite novel in your hand. “i didn’t know you liked that book too…”

the two of you end up spending the rest of the afternoon in the cafe next door, chatting about your favorite books over coffee. he smiles, maybe being a geek isn’t a such bad thing after all.

zoro never quite wanted to leave the sunny when the crew docked on a new island; he preferred to stay behind and take a nap, or train. but you always encouraged him to come along, and he finally decided to go along with it. “i’m gonna go explore… if ‘ya wanna come with.”

there happened to be a small crafts market in the town nearby, so you and zoro (mostly just you) went admiring the handicrafts the stalls had on display. "aww, how lovely!" you admire a little clockwork deer that reminded you a bit of chopper.

then you realized you had some business to attend to in town, so you left zoro behind for a few minutes, saying, "don't you dare get lost while i'm gone!" he stands there awkwardly, before glancing back at the crafts stall. while i'm here...

...and then of course you happen to accidentally encounter the marines, causing you to have to run back to the ship with zoro in tow. when you're finally safe in the crow's nest of the sunny, however... he presented you with the mechanical deer toy from earlier, to your joy. "i don't have that many berries but.. i know you wanted it, so i guess i'll just have to pay nami back later."

end notes. i thought i would write a lot for xiao but i ended up writing more for zoro lmao he’s been taking up all of my brain recently but i hope you enjoyed <3

© alatushours 2024. please do not copy, modify, or translate my work in any way, nor upload to any other platforms. in the meantime, if you enjoyed, please like, reblog, and comment! it helps a lot ♡

#candy hearts : an event ♡ #໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა mari writes ! #this is long overdue huh… #xiao x reader #xiao genshin impact #xiao fluff #dan heng x reader #dan heng hsr #dan heng fluff #roronoa zoro x reader #zoro one piece #zoro fluff

[simmerianne93]

[Simmerianne93]Solo_poses_05

Hello everyone!!!!

So... I have being struggling a lot (and when I'm saying a lot is A LOOOT) with the accessory that comes with these poses (and some poses I'll be sharing soon)... why?... see, I made two acc for these poses, one of them "High resolution" (with the texture in HAT cathegory) and another "Low resolution" (with the texture in RING cathegory).... the thing is, the low resolution was not showing ingame, so I tried to make another new archive, but now the acc is missing one of the meshes and I haven't figured it out how to fix it.

I noticed that in my blender (V 2.79) there is an option now in s4studio mesh tool that is missing since I updated the s4s program to "star version" and I don't know how to fix it. Before I was able to choose the mesh type from NONE to GEOM but I have not that option anymore and I think that is the problem.... If one of you know how to fix that problem, I'll be really happy if you tell me how to. I tried to redownload the wishes version, I tried to merge the two meshes into 1, I tried to change the cut in both meshes to 0000 (It should be 0000 and 0001 since there are two meshes in the archive), I tried to export the High res version and do again the object to import it in s4s to the new archive and none of that options worked. So right now, I have no idea on how to fix it and that's why for now, you will have just the "high resolution" version available... Unfortunately with that version you cannot use hats (wich, for these poses is not needed... unless your sim sleep with hats xD... but for other poses that can come later maybe you want your sim to have a hat and it will be impossible, since the texture will overlap both objects).

I'm not and expert making objects, I have not idea how to make objects... I just have a barely notion on how to convert objects already made to make a pose accessory and it is frustrating I couldn't find a fix on time, but it is what it is....

Anyway, I have to say that the meshes are not mine (obviously), as I said, I have not idea on how to make objects, so I converted a mesh from "Around the sims 4" to use as a pose accessory, and I have to thanks the creator for making a pill bottle object 'cause I really need it. You  can find the clutter object right here.

About the poses, I made them for my own story.  I found some from other creators but I decided to make my owns to make the right expressions and movements I wanted my sim to have and to make the last pose with a bunch of other poses xD haha... So here you have the info of theses sad poses in bed:

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What is on it?

12 solo poses (made with a female rig) + 1 all in one.

What do you need?

Andrew's pose player 

Teleport any sim by Scumbumbo.

Any single bed.

[Simmerianne93]ATS4_PillsHD_Convertion_Poseacc

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@ts4-poses​​​​​​​​​​​​ @emilyccfinds

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[deepbluespace4]

@renek-bane *falls through door with one outstretched arm, upon crashing one little bundle rolls out of hand, which is this drawing* YES this was the one that took me forever because of the background, the godsdamned background that, in my opinion, didn't even worth it lmao. Anyway. Here it is. I have officially let it go. I am too aware that Rana has more earth-horse forms than she should, I am working on it! >_< I'll probably upload some detail things and lines later.

#Cad Bane #Rana #star wars #Cad Bane fanart #space horse #space cowboy #bounty hunter #The Clone Wars #TCW #The Bad Batch #TBB #DBS art #deepbluespace art

[livingdreams97]

Kendall Jenner- "Yes". (Part 1)

Kendall Jenner x fem reader/oc

Summary: A funny Never Have I Ever turns out to be a prediction for the future of the two year relationship between Kendall and her girlfriend.

Words: 2994

Masterlist

You POV

I am lying on the sofa in my apartment watching the new season of Grey's Anatomy. I was relaxing watching the second episode of the 17th season and eating some popcorn; when my phone rings, I frown in confusion since I didn't expect any important calls today, but I get up from the sofa anyway with all the laziness in the world and pick up the phone seeing that it's Hailey.

Hailz call 😝

- Hey Hailz, something wrong ? - I ask confused that she is calling me right now.

-Hey star.- greeted with some nervousness. -I have a situation in my house and I need your help.- she says and that confuses me more.

- Isn't Kendall supposed to be with you? - I ask listening to a very familiar laugh in the background.

- Yes, well, that's the situation I was talking about.- she answers me and that confuses me more . - Oh my god Kenny no.- she whispers and I frown when I hear that.

- I don't understand; weren't you supposed to record a video for your channel? - I ask walking to my room to put on some shoes.

- That has been the problem.- she tells me a little amused. -We have recorded the video playing Never have i ever with the new tequila that your girl has launched, and now she's too drunk.- she tells me and I laugh amused.

- And you laugh because you are happy too? - I ask receiving a sound in the form of confirmation.

- Yep.- she says laughing. - So you have to come look for her or I'll end up killing her.- she says laughing to later complain about something. -Now.- she says completely serious after she hears something break.

- Has she gone in her car?- I ask funny getting a yes in response. - I'll call an uber and I'll arrive in twenty minutes. – I inform her, earning a sound of affirmation.

-God, you don't know how much I appreciate it.- she says and then we say goodbye to hang up the call.

End call

I quickly go into the Uber app to call one, who will be at the door of the apartment in five minutes, and grab my bag from the chair. I look in the mirror seeing that my clothes are fine and I decide to take a picture of myself; and I upload it to my story.

As I did not plan to leave the house and be at home lying on the sofa; I was wearing comfortable clothes. I was wearing black sweatpants along with a black Nike short-sleeved top and white platform sneakers. I put the phone in my bag and walk towards the entrance of my apartment; taking the keys of the place and leaving closing the door with them. I then put them in my bag walking down the hall, calling the elevator while I comb my hair with my hand and look at myself in the reflection of the metal doors of the elevator.

I quickly realize that I don't have my mask on, so I run to my apartment to get it and wait for the elevator to still be on my floor when I leave the apartment. Once downstairs in the lobby, seeing what I assume is my Uber, I jump in, greeting the driver and giving him the address of Hailz and Justin's new house.

After twenty minutes in which I can only imagine what is happening at Hailz's house, the driver tells me that we have arrived and I thank him seeing the paparazzi outside the house. I sigh getting out of the car receiving questions from the photographers; along with the flashes and I look down so I don't go blind walking towards the door. I ring at the doorbell, waiting a few seconds when the door opens, Hailz looks at me with a smile, hugging me in greeting and closing the door behind us.

Hailey: It's a good thing you're here.- she says, wobbling a bit as she turns to face the front.

Y/n: are you okay?- I ask amused by her almost fall.

Hailey: I do, but I'm about to kill your girlfriend.- she answers turning to look at me over his shoulder. -He broke two lamps and almost pissed on my sofa.- she informes me and I laughed helplessly.

Y/n: I'm sorry for you.- I say without stopping laughing entering the house. -Nice house by the way.- I commented looking inside the new place.

Hailey: It's true, you hadn't been there yet!- she screams excitedly. -Come, I'll show you quickly.- she says, grabbing my hand and pulling it around the house.

After a fifteen minute tour of the impressive house, she takes me to the living room where I find my girlfriend lying upside down on the sofa and watching the last runway of the Victoria Secret Show; which was the one from 2018.

Y/n: I see her very calm.- I whisper so that only she can hear me, but before she says something in response I regret it.

Kendall: That's my girlfriend!! - she screams excitedly jumping off the sofa as soon as I appear on the screen modeling, she starts screaming and ends up falling to the ground.

Hailey: What were you saying.- she tells me looking at me with crossed arms and a raised eyebrow.

Y/n: I take it back.- I say laughing out loud and with a quick movement my girlfriend's head appears on the other side of the sofa like a meerkat.

Kendall: Bebee! - yells getting up quickly and running stumbling towards me.

Y/n: Ouch.- I say when my body hits the ground with her on top of me.

Kendall: Hello.- she says, appearing in my field of vision with the smile of an excited girl and sparkling eyes; probably because of the alcohol.

Hailey: Kenny, get up from your girlfriend, you're going to crush her.- she says amused by her friend's attitude and she quickly gets up scared.

Y/n: Don't scare her.- I say to my amused friend getting up from the ground.

Kendall: Hello.- she says again putting her face two centimeters from mine with the same emotion as before.

Y/n: Hello baby.- I greeted funny and she hugged me by the neck trying to kiss me, but the kiss didn't happen thanks to the mask.

Kendall: Nooo.- she whines like a little girl when she can't connect our lips.

Y/n: Look.- I say pulling down my mask with one hand and leaving my lips visible.

Kendall: Yey.- she says happily, kissing me on the lips in a slightly clumsy way.

Hailey: Separate a bit.- she says laughing at the way my girlfriend is kissing me.

Kendall: Shhhh.- she tells her friend breaking away from the kiss. -What's happening is that you're envious of my sexy girlfriend.- she tells her, touching my abs with a smirk.

Y/n: What do you think if I take you home love .- I say amused by her attitude.

Kendall: Yes and we can do little things.- she tells me moving her eyebrows suggestively, but looking very funny and I can't help but laugh.

Y/n: Say yes love.- I say fun. -Pick up your bag and mask so we can go.- I tell her and she quickly nods, releasing me and disappearing into the house. -Where is she going? - I ask when I see her bag on the sofa, next to her mask and phone.

Hailey: I have no idea, she's your girlfriend and you should be the one who understands her.- she responds amused, seeing where her best friend has disappeared.

Y/n: I don't even understand it.- I commented in a funny way, walking towards the sofa and picking up my girlfriend's things.

While we wait for my girlfriend to come back from wherever she left, I ask how she is doing with Justin and what future plans they have together. I think we spent more than ten minutes talking, until he told me about something that happened in the video and I was surprised.

Hailey: Sooo.. you can hurry up and propose to her soon.- she comments amused. -Because it was between funny and sad that she started to cry.- she finished saying with a small laugh.

Y/n: I'm not going to advance anything for now, our second anniversary is in two months and that's where I'll ask her. As I have planned.- I tell her assuring my point. -I'm not going to change my mind because a drunk cry.- I say amused.

Hailey: I'm just saying, because it was a little sad that she cried saying that nobody had asked her to get married, that it would be very nice if someone did and it made me want to tell her about your plan and everything.- she tells me and I look at her badly . -Don't look at me like that.- she says, raising her hands in defense.

Y/n: How not to look at you like that, if you've been about to tell Kenny my plans.- I tell her with half-closed eyes. - See how you can't be told the secrets.- I tell her and she puts her hand on her chest offended.

Hailey: Hey, that's not true.- she says in her defense. -Only that she started to cry, I was drunk and I was about to.- she says pointing at me with her finger. -But I haven't said it and you have to give me the merit of that.- she defends herself with a proud smile.

Y/n: Whatever you say.- I say without giving much importance to her defense.

Hailey: Well, next time, don't tell me any surprises...- she starts but stops when we see my girlfriend enter the room with a frown.

Kendall: I can't find my bag.- she whines with a pout, crossing her arms making us laugh.

Y/n: It looks like this.- I say raising her bag high and her face lights up.

Kendall: Yes, it's just like that one.- she says pointing to the bag in my hand. -Have you seen it?- she asks with a pout.

Y/n: How much have you drunk?- I ask my friend when I see my girlfriend's attitude.

Hailey: She drank a little more than half of the bottle of tequila by herself.- she responds, looking at her best friend with amusement and then at me, moving her eyebrows with amusement.

Y/n: It shows.- I say laughing and turning my attention to my girlfriend. -My love this is your bag.- I say waving it in the air.

Kendall: Aahhhh.- she says, opening her mouth in surprise.

Y/n: Come on, let's go to your house, I'll prepare a bath and something to eat for you.- I tell her walking towards her, placing her bag on my shoulder. -Now put this on and we'll go.- I say leaving a kiss on his lips and giving her mask and repositioning mine correctly.

Kendall: Yeah, a burger; no, a pizza better , or better a salad.- she begins to say excitedly as she puts on her mask and we begin to walk towards the exit. -No, better Thai, or Chinese, that sushi that I like so much from that restaurant, or some waffles with ice cream, cream and fruit.- she continues saying excitedly all the options.

Hailey: Good luck with dinner.- she whispers amused, opening the door and giving me a goodbye hug. -Bye girls.- she says, separating from me .

Y/n: Kenny darling, say goodbye to Hailz.- I say pulling her towards our friend like a girl.

Kendall: Goodbye.- she says giving her a quick hug. -I think pizza and hamburger would be good; although we could order some waffles or pancakes for dessert. - she keeps talking about the dinner option and I roll my eyes causing Hailz to laugh.

Y/n: Go get in the car love.- I say opening his car with the key and opening the passenger door for her to get in; listening to the sound of the cameras and the screams of the paparazzi.

Careful not to run over any paparazzi, I drive in the direction of Kendall's house with her talking about the dinner possibilities and what she's up for. After almost half an hour of driving and listening to my drunken girlfriend's ranting, some of which is hilarious; we got to her house. 

Once inside the house, Pyro quickly comes to where we are, happy for the arrival of his mother who lies on the floor with him and I deny amused, going up to Kenny's room to prepare his bath.

While Kendall takes a shower, I leave the house to go to In and Out to get a burger, along with fries, shakes, and sodas. On the way back to lunch, I get a call from Khloe to talk about the proposal; Since she is the one with whom I have the best relationship of the sisters and she is the one who is helping me organize everything.

The call doesn't last long, because in fifteen minutes I'm back at my girlfriend's house, so we end the call; but not without meeting to eat together at home and continue talking about the surprise.

I leave the bags with the food on the coffee table in the living room and take out everything that is inside the bag. In total I have bought six hamburgers; three for each one, because she is drunk and I am starving; besides that I have no background. Two light colas to drink, three large boxes of chips and two milkshakes; a strawberry and banana one for me and a chocolate one for Kendall. When everything is ready, i walks to the backyard opening the door for Pyro to run around a bit and i play with him a little.

After a few minutes of playing with him, Kenny comes through the door yelling my name in a bathrobe and a towel on her head. I walk up to her laughing at her outfit and when I'm close enough, she jumps on top of me, wrapping her legs around my hips and her arms around my neck.

Kendall: Hello.- she says again with a childish and excited smile.

Y/n: Hello.- I answer laughing. -Are you hungry?- I ask starting to walk towards the room.

Kendall: I'm starving.- she growls hiding her face in my neck and leaving kisses on the spot.

Y/n: Thank goodness, because I bought a lot of food.- I say leaving her sitting on the sofa and then sitting next to her.

Kendall: I love In and Out, you don't know how much I love you.- she says grabbing my face and slowly kissing my lips. -Why are you so perfect?- she asks with a loving smile, staring into my blue eyes.

Y/n: Now eat and drink something that isn't alcohol.- I say amused, moving her face away from mine and removing the towel from her head to dry her hair a little more while she starts eating a hamburger.

Kendall: Umm, you know me so well love.- she groans after taking a big bite of her favorite burger.

Y/n: After two years as girlfriends and four months as friends, I think I know your tastes quite well.- I say laughing to see her nod to what I just said.

Kendall: And you know them very well.- she says with a suggestive smile, biting her lower lip and with slightly dark eyes.

Y/n: Yes I do, but tonight I don't think I know what you're talking about.- I say, leaving the towel on the table and picking up my hamburger.

Kendall: And why not?- she asks with a pout and her cheeks full of food, making herself look like a cute hamster. - You know that today you look very sexy.- she comments, biting her lip and raising her eyebrows.

Y/n: And you look very cute with your cheeks full of food and trying to look sexy.- I comment laughing at her attitude and unwrapping my hamburger.

Kendall: I'm not cute; I'm sexy.- she says with a pout after swallowing the food from her mouth.

Y/n: Believe me, you are the cutest being in the world.- I say with a small smile, leaving a short kiss on her lips.

After finishing dinner, I pick up the garbage throwing it in the bags that the food came in and meanwhile Kenny decides to put on a movie. I get up to throw the bag and put Pyro inside the house, to close the door and prevent him from staying out all night.

During a few movies, we curl up on the couch watching a couple of movies and give each other a few kisses. I am stretched out along the sofa on the outside, while Kenny is lying with her head on my chest, with half of her body on mine and her back against the back of the sofa. Pyro was sitting on the ground next to us and from my point of view, he was also interested in the movie.

The atmosphere is completely relaxing, I feel that with Kenny in my arms I am complete and I have had that feeling since we first met; And I felt that spark inside me. In addition to the fact that whenever I have a hard time sleeping, the simple fact of feeling her smell and her body heat relax me, making me feel safe with her.

That is the reason why I am planning to ask her to marry me on our second anniversary, for some it will be too soon; while for others more time has passed than it should. But for me it's the right time; since I can't see myself in the future without being by her side and I can't imagine starting a family without her in the picture either.

And what better opportunity to ask the love of your life to marry you, than on our second anniversary, at the top of the Eifell Tower in Paris and with his family nearby to celebrate with them.

NEXT

#kendall jenner #kendall #kendall jenner x reader #jenner #the kardashians #love #oc character #fanfic #hailey bieber #kim kardashian #khloe kardashian #kylie jenner #kris jenner

[sagaschan]

What happened on Sep 16th: a compilation

If I could clarify some things. Lots happened on twitter within a short timeframe, and I've seen a fair number of people misled, so here goes. The Project Moon User Association(PMUA) had received the reply to their demand letter(can only be received by the recipient, and can't be refused) a week ago, but waited to make their statement because they still believed there was a chance PM could apologize, and because the Youth Union(YU) requested it. PMUA uploaded PM's reply and their statement today.

PM's reply, written by a lawyer, said essentially: You are lying and it affected our sales so I will sue you. The termination was legal because Vellmori said first that she wanted to resign(we have a recording). We wrote the agreement with Vellmori and her lawyer later. In order to protect her and the other employees we did nothing(if that sounds illogical to you, it is). Disappear immediately or we will sue you for defamation.

There are many things wrong with the reply, as covered by the PMUA's statement, but I'll get to that later. Alright let's go for it, says the PMUA.

Then PM tweets two threads. The first thread says: We were only laying low to protect our employees, y'all are lying, if you attack our employees we will sue you. The second one says: The YU tried to use us for political gains, since we were going to announce legal action against employee harrassment anyway but they tried to take the credit for it. Look at this image of a document where YU says they were wrong, and apologizes. This PMUA might be under the YU's control, isn't it suspicious? And political?

PM, though technically it's KJH, keeps insinuating that those such as PMUA and the YU are attacking the employees, when it's only KJH himself who's been criticized since 7.25, when he tweeted that they had 'terminated the contract' with Vellmori for violating company rules. The fans knew that was illegal. The paper that interviewed Vellmori the day after, the various news media that reached out to PM, the unions that spoke out on the matter knew it was illegal. We weren't going to let him get away with it if we could help it.

The YU rep Lee Jongchan(@JCLEE0333 on twitter) provided a more accurate picture. The YU, having just learned of the agreement between Vellmori and PM from PM's reply, had asked the PMUA to delay their statement, contacted PM behind the scenes. The PMUA and the unions they were working with had been trying to solve the situation amicably if possible, if PM would just come to the table and learn how to fix the situation. A legal fight would be the absolute last resort, since they wanted the company to do better.

This is where the supposed statement from the YU that PM included in their second thread comes in. A crude screencap of a word doc with typos and 'draft' in the title. It says: We recognize there was no illegal firing and that you've taken precautions to protect employees. We're sorry and we retract our protest. We welcome that you've stated ideology hunts and cyberbullying against your employees will be dealt with stern legal action. Basically, the YU didn't want Vellmori to be bothered anymore so they'd take a bit of a L.

The thing is, during the negotiations KJH refused to include that PM would take legal action to protect employees from ideology hunts and cyberbullying in the future in PM's statement. Apparently that wasn't something he could agree with. Negotiations fell out(around 8 pm, according to KJH), and the next day PMUA went ahead with their statement.

That's the bare facts of it. But I'd like to elaborate a little on where PM is contradicting itself, though the PMUA has already covered some of it.

1. It's laughable that KJH is using the excuse of 'protecting employees' to explain PM's past actions and future motivations, when he can't even put it on paper.

2. He most definitely did not protect his employees. The initial lack of action against DCinside incels' camping out of their office, how he treated contractors like Mimi(author of Wonderlab) and Monggeu(artist for Leviathan comics), the overwork and harrassment Eng translator Watson experienced, the HHPP manager he used as a scapegoat, the LoR Chinese localization team that still hasn't been paid... the list keeps growing.

3. KJH's words are all over the place. In the very first notice he says Vellmori's contract has been terminated because she violated company rules. You know, just as DC had asked for. In the second one, on 8.3, he says they did not fire her, and that it had nothing to do with ideologies. And that he would sue anyone calling it an illegal dismissal. (Also when news media reached out to ask if that meant she was still employed, said he wouldn't answer.) And in the most recent letter, he claims that during the phone call on 7.25 Vellmori said first she would resign.

Nobody believes that, not in the least because the Hankyoreh interviewed Vellmori the very next day about the unjustness of it. Any 'recording' of the call that he posits as evidence will likely reflect that, and work against him in court, so I'd love to see that actually. KJH apparently doesn't remember that.

4. Can you believe he's fudging his words to make it seem like the PMUA and those associated were the ones attacking employees? Not a single mention of DC anywhere. Now in court, if he's required to provide evidence as to just why Vellmori wanted to resign, well... DC did that. That's undeniable. All this started with wetsuit Ishmael, if anyone's forgotten. And if he admits DC was the reason a perfectly innocent illustrator was left jobless overnight, well, he can do away with his insistence that he was protecting her in any way.

5. And even if he twists legalese to claim Vellmori left of her own volition, it's nothing that hasn't been said by employers in the country a million times over. Advisory resignation this, political controversy that. It's still an unfair dismissal, and an especially rampant problem in the game industry that has been a long time coming to be dealt with.

6. Remember when KJH threatened Mimi and Monggeu with the mention of NDA, when they came out with stories of how they were horrifically mistreated by PM? Hypocritical, just revealing private correspondence with the YU without their permission. As well as the ridiculousness of treating the remnants of a negotiation that fell through like fact. He thinks people can't read, I suppose. It's more ammunition for the unions.

7. The inherent idiocy of evilmongering about 'politics' all thread long. What does KJH think unions Do? He's been fueling the fire regarding a labor rights case for near two months now, but doesn't seem to have learned much other than to dig deeper holes. What he means to do by repeatedly insinuating the PMUA and YU are secretly in cahoots when the PMUA has been open about working with the YU from the start I will never know.

8. Refusing to translate The Notice for 53 days was the first and biggest hint, I think. The radio silence, purposefully leaving international fans in the dark, threatening the contractors, the staunch refusal to name the incels for a single offense. During that time we learned Monggeu had been fired just as quickly as Vellmori, after being made to follow an unrealistic schedule to the point she had suicidal ideation. The workplace reviews in the wake of the incident saying KJH was prone to emotional outbursts. All the translators worked to the bone and abandoned, HHPP's manager announcing an apology with his name for decisions he couldn't have made. Those aren't the actions of someone who has his employees in mind.

The PMUA was created in response to PM's announcement to sue fans back in August. They'd held out hope that KJH would be someone who could see reason. But you'd have to be beyond naive to believe that now. So with all evidence piled up during these two months pointing to KJH being a nasty little guy who has only ever had himself and DC's best interests at heart, I sincerely hope KJH fucks himself over, and for all fans who are eternally confused about what PM has done wrong to be someday in need of a union.

#project moon #limbus company #am going to sleep but questions are always welcome #why does anyone take pm's words at face value

[giothepaper]

*Hehehe...

*The old buzz on the hand trick never fails.

*So... A human aren't ya? Not a really good thing to be around here...

*But anyways, I am Sans, Sans the skeleton.

*And well, I am suppose to capture you.

*But I am on my break, and well...

*I like my breaks.

So apparently people liked the idea and that's something I appreciate, so thanks to everyone reading this!!

Anyways, as you can see this is the Sans design of this underfell take.

Sans here keeps being our lazy favourite smiley trashbag, but has to actually work???

Rent ain't easy to pay and both him and Papyrus have works in this take.

Sans keeps his role as the judge but has more works around some of the underground locations, like a hot cat's stand at Hotland. Because well, double work, double the breaks!

Papyrus work will be revealed alongside his design, which I do have some rough sketches of him and everyone else, but It'll take some time since I am at my final exams of this trimester (explaining why I only upload sketches and no digital drawings)

Anyways, I'll may consider making this a little bigger than just a bunch of drawings if I see people actually liking It, but who knows

See you all later people!

-Gio

#undertale #undertale au #underfell #sans undertale #sans #underfell sans

[rhoorl]

Working Title | Chapter 15

Pairing: Dieter Bravo/OFC

Rating: Mature, 18+, for the love of all things please don’t engage if you are a minor ok? 

Word Count: 5k

Series Masterlist | AO3 Chapter 15 Link

Chapter Summary: We spend our last day on set before the long weekend. Dieter has a full day of activities planned for Belle.

Chapter Warnings: This is pretty fluffy. Dieter is a bit of a menace. Squint for some possessive/jealous Dieter.

A/N: So like most things with these two, I have a general idea and outline and then I go off on a tangent. I ended up splitting Dieter's date into two parts because it was getting long (which means I'll hopefully be able to upload Ch. 16 sooner since it's written and being edited). So I hope you enjoy this first part and the cameo I slipped in because I literally cannot help myself. More notes from me at the end!

Thanks to some speedy work from room service, you and Dieter settle into bed with some snacks, ready to watch a movie. True to form, you didn't make it past the first twenty minutes. But how could you? You were tired from a long day of being on your feet, your back ached, and you were in a comfortable bed cuddled up next to Dieter who was basically a human electric blanket. Feeling the rise and fall of his chest as he played with your hair was enough to lull you to sleep.

When your eyes flutter open, you turn and feel an empty spot on the bed. It was pretty cold which means Dieter had been gone for a while. Checking your phone you see it's about 10 minutes until your alarm is set to go off anyway. You stretch and get out of bed, thinking you'd go and surprise your handsome barista, who was probably busy getting your coffee ready.

As you head down the hallway, you don't see any lights on in the kitchen. You do, however, see a light coming from the couch in the living room as you spot Dieter sitting with his back to you on his phone.

"Psst," you whisper over to him.

He turns around and smiles, getting up to come over to you. You still get butterflies seeing this man with no shirt on and a messy mop of curls at the top of his head.

"Hey, shit, sorry I didn't realize what time it was," he kisses you. "I need to get your coffee ready."

You smile as he kisses you again, his arms coming to your waist as he pulls you closer to him.

"It's hard to get good help around here," you tease.

"Is that so? Well, I only aim to please, so I better get to work," he winks as he taps your ass and heads to the kitchen.

"What were you doing up so early?" You follow him and lean against the kitchen island, trying not to salivate as you see the muscles in his back flex as he makes quick work of getting your coffee ready.

"I…um," he stops and turns to look at you, a little bashful. "I was trying to confirm some last-minute things for …um, a surprise. I know it’s your day off, but are you ok if we get an early start tomorrow? I know there's the luau tonight, but I have kind of a full day planned…."

“A full day?” you cut him off, smirking.

“Ah, yeah,” he ran his hand through his hair. “Fuck, that’s a lot, isn’t it? It’s too much, I know…” he starts to shake his head and you walk around the kitchen island and cup his face with your hands, lightly scratching his stubble with your fingernails.

“I am so flattered. You have a full day planned…just for me?” Your coy smile is enough to make Dieter’s shoulders relax. His smile reaches his eyes as he wraps his arms around you.

“Whole day, just for you,” he tilts down smiling and kissing your waiting lips. 

You rush through the rest of your morning routine, which kept getting delayed by Dieter who would pull you into a kiss every now and again. He follows you around like a little lost puppy, perching himself on the tub as you get ready and then sitting on the bed as you pick out your clothes and get dressed.

“Ok, time to get to work,” you smile.

You both slowly make your way down the hallway to Dieter’s suite, knowing you probably won’t have alone time until later tonight. You reluctantly pull away from him, giving him one last kiss before you make your way to the elevator. He’s leaned up against the wall watching you with a soft look in his eyes, like he was trying to commit your face to memory.

The morning goes by rather quickly as you and Brianna work on several principal and background actors. You’re getting ready to head to set with Sam when Dieter walks into the makeup and hair trailer

"Hey," he smiles, bringing you in for a hug and kissing the top of your head. "Hi Brianna," he waves.

“Hi, Dieter.”

“You, ah, have any plans for the long weekend?” he asks her as he rubs your lower back and you lean your head against his chest.

“Oh, um, me?” She looks at you and smiles. “Ah, probably going to go to the beach, maybe do some snorkeling. I think a few of us are gonna go ziplining or something.”

“Nice, sounds fun.”

“A-are you doing anything fun?” She winces as soon as she says it, looking at you apologetically.

“I have a few things planned,” he winks. “I’ll catch you both later, don’t wanna make you late.”

And with that, you head to set, giddy and still feeling his large hand on your back.

You had a pretty easy day on set, only a few scenes which Sam and Indy wrapped up quickly. Everyone was buzzing, excited for the evening’s festivities and the impending long weekend. Indy shot you a text to come meet her at her trailer when you finished cleaning up and packing everything away. When you arrive you give your customary three knocks and she quickly opens the door.

“Hey babe!” She ushers you in.

“Hey! You ready for tonight?”

“Yeah! Should be fun, but I’m more looking forward to the weekend,” she waggles her eyebrows. “Do you have any idea what Sam is up to?”

You shake your head, trying to not say anything although you know can read you like a book.

“B, you are a terrible fucking liar,” she laughs.

“I don’t want to ruin the surprise, but you’re going to love it and he’s super excited about it. It’s actually so freaking cute,” you smile, knocking your shoulder into hers as you open her refrigerator and grab a water. “Just make sure you pack a bag.”

“Hmm…well, he told me we’re leaving early tomorrow so I’ll pack when we get back. I’ll stay in his room tonight.”

“Oh sure, what a sacrifice,” you tease as she rolls her eyes. “But, sounds like I’m gonna need to get up early tomorrow too.” Your coy smile gives you away as Indy busts out in giggles. 

“Ohhh…early day for you tomorrow too, huh? What’s Dieter’s got planned?”

“I don’t know, he just says it’s a whole day.”

“Eeeek, Belle, he’s got it bad for you, it is so fucking cute,” she shrieks. “Need me to have Ari grab you some condoms,” she winks. “You know … for your festivities.”

“Oh my gosh, Ind,” you roll your eyes. 

Back in your suite, the two of you put some music on and get ready together in Indy’s spacious bathroom. You work on getting her ready first, throwing in some loose beach waves in her hair, and going very natural with her makeup. As she sorts through what she wants to wear and pack for her trip, you put on some light makeup, focusing on your eyes, and then slicking your hair back into a bun.

“I’m not going to tell you what you’re doing, but just pack a few swimsuits, a dress or two, and some stuff for hiking,” you finally cave after an endless litany of questions.

“I need options, B, you know that. I think I’m just gonna pack two bags and we’ll see how it goes.”

You laugh to yourself and head down the hallway to your room and slip on a sundress. You are just finishing up buckling your sandals when you hear a knock at the door and the click-clacking of Indy’s heels. You get to the hallway just as she swings open the door, revealing both Dieter and Sam. 

Sam is dressed in black pants with a tropical-print shirt bursting with greens, blues, and yellows. His hair was slicked back and he trimmed his beard and looked so dashing. But as handsome as Sam was, you sucked in a breath when you saw Dieter in his khaki pants and a power blue short sleeve button-up with the top couple of buttons undone. As you get closer you squint, trying to make out the pattern, but Indy beats you to it.

“Are those fucking cranes on your shirt?” She chuckles.

“Uh, yeah,” he shifts his weight. 

“Well, I like it, you look great,” you walk up, kissing him on the cheek and feeling him relax.

“Thanks, baby,” he whispers in your ear, pulling back to look you up and down. “You look amazing. Both of you.”

“Thanks, Dee,” Indy winks. “You all good to go?”

Dieter takes your hand as the four of you head downstairs to the beach, where the resort staff set up the luau. It was fun to see everyone dressed up and enjoying themselves. Even Rhys and Liz are there, Liz giving you a knowing smile as her gaze drops down to your hand in Dieter’s. Because you were his date, you sit at the head table, clocking a tremendous eye roll from Aubrey as you walk by her table on the way to yours. 

The evening is a bit of a blur, between catching up with everyone, eating the amazing food, and watching the show. Before you knew it, it was over and everyone was starting to disperse. Ari, Danny, and Brianna were trying to get you all to go out to a bar, but Dieter faked a headache to give you two an easy out.

Dieter pulls you into the elevator as soon as it opens and repeatedly taps on the “Door Close” button to ensure you two are alone. As soon as the doors closed, he presses you against the wall cupping your face with one hand as the other wraps around your waist. His lips crash into yours for a hungry kiss. “I’ve been dying to get out of there,” he manages between kisses.

“Mmm, why’s that?” you try to be coy but your mewl gives you away as he nips along your jawline, moving towards that particular spot behind your ear that drives you wild.

“Because, I wanted you all to myself, baby,” he kisses down your neck along your collarbone. “You look so fucking good, you were drivin' me crazy in this dress, ya know that?” He pulls back, cupping your face as his thumb caresses your cheekbone.

Ding.

You arrive at your floor and you both giggle walking back to your room, sneaking kisses along the way. As soon as you walk into your suite, Dieter makes quick work of locking your door and walking you down to your room as he kisses you. “You know, I didn’t have any dessert downstairs,” he smiles against your lips. “Think you could help me with that?”

The next day you wake up to the smell of bacon and the sound of a squeaky wheel. You crack an eye open and see Dieter wheeling in a little cart, a box of cookies tucked in his arm.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” he smiles. “I know it’s early, but we gotta get going. Our ride should be here soon to pick us up, but I tried to give you enough time to eat and get ready.”

He is clearly nervous, which is so cute. He moves to open the large glass sliding doors, so you can hear the crash of the waves.

“Mmm, breakfast in bed? I could get used to this you know?” You manage a smile as you get up and stretch.

Last night you and Dieter had fooled around a bit but kept things relatively tame. You slipped on his shirt again, loving the way it smelled just like him.

When you're sipping the last of your coffee, Dieter turns to you, "Ok, so our ride should be here in like half an hour, is that enough time for you to get ready?"

"Ah, yeah, depends…what am I getting ready for?"

"We're spending most of the day outside, so comfy clothes that you wouldn't mind getting dirty," his eyes rake up and down your body. "But maybe put on a swimsuit, you know in case you get wet."

You don't really even register the innuendo because you are so wrapped up in the thought of having to wear a swimsuit. Despite the fact that Dieter never made you feel uncomfortable about your body, it was hard to undo years of insecurities within just a few days. 

"Oh ah, I didn't bring one. I, uh, I don't know how to swim," you twist your mouth wishing you had more coffee to at least give your hands something to do.

"So you came to Hawaii, a place full of beaches and to a resort with a gigantic pool, and didn't bring a swimsuit? Not even to lounge around?" He cocks his head to the side with a skeptical look.

"I…uh…" You start to fidget and Dieter takes your hand and starts to rub small circles. "I do, I just…"

"Hey, it's just going to be me and you today, I uh, I made sure of it," he smiles. "You don't have to, but one of the places we're going to has a really pretty waterfall and swimming area and I uh…I thought it could be fun." Now it was his turn to be nervous as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"I'm sorry, old habits," you smile. "I'll throw it on. Anything else I should wear or pack?"

The light comes back into his eyes as he grins, "Awesome! And just wear some sneakers, they were very adamant about closed-toed shoes," he rolls his eyes. "But everything else has been taken care of."

You smile at him for a second, trying to not let your emotions get the better of you. You had never had a man plan a whole day for you like this. The most Ryan ever did was surprise you with dinner and a show, but that was early on when you just started dating. 

"C'mon we should get dressed," Dieter pulls you up and out of bed. 

You rummage through your drawers and find your swimsuit, a black one-piece halter-style suit that has a very classic silhouette along with some blue gym shorts and a gray racerback tank top.

"I'm gonna change and I'll be right back," you say as Dieter looks through his little duffle. 

"You can have that bottom drawer you know." You motion to your dresser.

"Yea?" He smirks. "Well, good to know. I may need to bring some more stuff over then," he winks.

You playfully roll your eyes as you head into the bathroom, closing the door so you can get changed. After slipping on your swimsuit and clothes you make quick work of putting on some sunscreen, concealer under your eyes, and mascara. You finish off by throwing your hair in a messy bun before opening the door back up.

Dieter is wearing an outfit you recognize from the photoshoot the other day. A pair of red shorts, which must also double as swim trunks, and a white short-sleeved button-down. Like at the shoot, he left the top couple of buttons undone. He honestly takes your breath away at how effortlessly handsome he looks and you feel like you look so shabby in comparison.

"You look perfect," the corners of his mouth turn up when he sees you.

"You look like a model," you chuckle. 

"Well, I showed Liz what I was originally thinking of wearing and she said absolutely fucking not, so here's the backup," he laughed. "Ready?"

You nod and grab your crossbody as Dieter takes your hand. As you open the door to the hallway, you see a small backpack sitting on the floor.

"Perfect, right on time," Dieter says to himself looking over at you. "Danny. I asked him to drop this off," he smiles as he slings the backpack over his shoulder.

"So where are we headed?" You ask as you both get into the elevator.

"It's a surprise," Dieter winks. "But the day has a theme so you may start to pick up on it as we go."

You squint and pursed your lips trying to glean any hints, but coming up empty. Going with the flow isn't usually your strong suit, that was more of an Indy thing, but you decide to just let things happen today and try to not overthink it. 

As you walk through the lobby to the valet you see a Jeep decked out like one of the jeeps from Jurassic Park. 

"Oh look, how cool!" You nod over towards it with your chin.

Dieter squeezes your hand and with the biggest smile says, "That's our ride!"

"Wait, what? Really?"

And as you approach, a man gets out. He has dark, curly hair sticking out of his baseball cap with "Jurassic Park Adventures" emblazoned on the front. He wore a white polo which had the same logo as his hat on the right side of his chest, and a simple pair of black shorts.

"Mr. Bravo?" The man asks, extending a hand to Dieter.

"Yeah, Dieter, please," Dieter gives a warm smile as he shakes the man's hand. "And this is Belle," he gestures to you.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Frankie. I'll be with you two for a couple of hours this morning," he shakes your hand. "You both ready?" 

Dieter looks over to you and even though you're still kind of confused as to what is going on you nod and Dieter helps you into the Jeep before sliding in after you.

You and Dieter make some small talk with Frankie as you drive. You recognize you’re on the road back to the airport, which is only a few minutes from your resort. Every time you tried to get a little hint as to what was coming, you'd see Frankie and Dieter exchange a glance in the rearview mirror. Clearly, Dieter has prepped the man that you were going to ask questions to figure out what was going on.

When you finally pull off the main road, you see a large building with a few Jurassic Park-themed Jeeps parked out front. And as you round a corner, you see a large open space with a helicopter, decked out with the same theming.

Dieter squeezes your thigh and looks a bit nervous, trying to gauge your reaction.

"Are we going in a helicopter?!" You look between Dieter and out the window to the helicopter. Dieter gives a small nod which makes you squeal. "Oh my gosh, I've always wanted to fly in a helicopter!"

Dieter blushes a bit as you kiss him on the cheek before getting out of the Jeep. 

Frankie gives you both a quick safety briefing and then walks you over to the helicopter. He mentions that you'll be seeing parts of the island that were used for shooting Jurassic Park as well as other films and TV shows.

"Wait, aren't there other people joining us?" You ask Frankie as Dieter trails behind.

Frankie looks behind you to Dieter for some confirmation before turning to you, "This is a private tour, just the two of you," he smiles. 

You turn around to Dieter who has a sheepish grin. Overcome with excitement you throw yourself at Dieter, wrapping your hands around his neck. "Oh my gosh, are you serious?! This is so cool!"

"I had a feeling you may like this," he winks.

"I'm so excited, this is … this is amazing. Thank you, baby," you kiss him and have to remind yourself that you aren't alone so as to not deepen the kiss more.

"I spared no expense," he winks.

I had a feeling she was going to like this, but seeing the way her entire face lit up knowing that we were doing this. The fact that I managed to get her a private tour to see the beautiful island that was the backdrop of her favorite movie. It's one of the best things I've done recently and worth every penny, even if I had to pay this guy an extra thousand because it was just the two of us. She's worth it. Seeing her smile, damn she has the most beautiful smile, it's worth it. And I want to do everything I can to keep her smiling. Because I … I love her. I'm past falling in love with her, I'm firmly rooted and there's no turning back. She has a piece of my heart.

Frankie gets you buckled in and hands over a headset giving you a thumbs up as he moves over to make sure Dieter is secured. 

"Alright, you both ready?" You hear Frankie's deep voice in the headset.

"Ready!" Dieter looks over, giddy with excitement.

"Yeah, let's do this," you reach over to squeeze Dieter's knee.

Frankie gently talks to the helicopter, like he's trying to coax it off the ground. Suddenly you feel a gentle lift off and you take off. Within minutes you can see your resort underneath you along with an amazing sunrise.

"I'll try and angle us as best as we can, but the sunrise is going to be out of your right-hand side," Frankie pops in.

You grab your phone to snap a couple of photos, before flipping the camera so you can take a selfie with Dieter, who leans over and gives you a kiss on the cheek, causing you to giggle.

"Ok so if you look out on the right you'll see the Hanapepe Valley. Some of the most beautiful rainbows on the island. We'll be at our stop here in a few so sit back and relax."

"A stop?"

Dieter laughs at your confusion and gives a coy smile.

Frankie expertly starts to wind the aircraft through some valleys, going further into the island. You don't see any roads, just rich, luscious greenery. He rounds a corner and the sight takes your breath away. You bring your hands to cover your mouth.

"And that right there is Manawaiopuna Falls. It's 400 feet high and is featured in the iconic shot-"

"Of when Hammond brings everyone to the island. Is this…is this where they shot the helicopter landing?" You look excitedly out the windows not catching how Dieter's look softens seeing how excited you are.

"You are a big fan huh?" Frankie chuckles in the headset. "Well, I'll spare you my script about the scene since you know it. But this is a secluded waterfall, only accessible by helicopter. Want me to land this thing and take a look around?"

"What?! Seriously. Oh my gosh, yes!" You grab your phone and film the descent.

"Ok, sit tight." Frankie clicks a bunch of switches and powers down the helicopter. Once he's done he hops out and opens the door on Dieter's side helping to unbuckle him and grab his headset. Dieter follows Frankie around to the other side and waits patiently as the man helps get you unbuckled, although you catch Dieter glancing to make sure Frankie's hands stay where they should, which makes you smirk. Frankie offers you his hand to get out, which you take and flash him a big smile. 

"Alright, so you've got about 20 minutes or so to explore. Try to not go too much beyond those trees," he nods to the jungle to your right. "Technically you're not supposed to swim in the waterfall, but I won't say anything if you don’t. Just do me a favor and don’t take any photos if you do,” he winks. “I’m just gonna hang in here, you guys have fun!” He turns and heads back to the helicopter. 

You are absolutely stunned by this view. The waterfall is loud, but there is something so relaxing about it. The mist coming off of the waterfall hits your skin as you move closer to it, closing your eyes and taking it all in. You feel Dieter behind you as he wraps his arms around your waist. 

He nuzzles into your neck and you can practically hear his smile, “You like it?”

You turn around, misty-eyed as you look at him. “This is…amazing. I, I have no words.” You get up on your tip toes and kiss him.

“Well, this is only the beginning,” he manages between kisses as you work your hands through his hair. A soft moan comes out as you slightly tug on his hair. “Don’t forget that we have company,” he smiles into your kiss and then pulls back. “Though, I’ve never been one to turn down a crowd,” he winks.

You roll your eyes and bring your hands down to rest on his chest. “Did he say we can go swimming?”

“See why I told you to wear a suit?”

“Oh shit, I don’t have a towel.”

“I do,” he turns his head and looks at the backpack on the ground. 

“What else do you have in there,” you move toward the bag before Dieter steps in front of you.

“Ah ah ah, you didn’t say the magic words,” he smiles.

“Oh my gosh, you’re going to throw in movie lines all day aren’t you?” You chuckle.

“C’mon, I couldn’t pass that one up. Here, quick let’s go, we don’t have a lot of time here.”

You don’t have time to think about your insecurities or how you look, you quickly peel off your top and pull down your shorts, hearing Dieter suck in a breath. 

“I really like this,” he moves closer and runs his hand down your side. 

“It’s just a plain black suit, it’s kinda boring.”

“How can it be boring when you look like that? I lo- I love it,” he smiles.

“Do you know how deep this water is?” You grab his hand, looking nervously towards the pool. 

“No idea. You know how to swim?” You shake your head. “Well, guess you gotta hold on to me then,” he winks. “C’mon.”

He grabs your hand and leads you into the water. It’s cool but refreshing. Despite the roaring waterfall down the way, this section is relatively calm. You wade further in and when the water starts to come up to your chest, Dieter pulls you close, “I’m gonna pick you up, ok? Wrap your legs around my waist.”

You are thankful that you are in the water, so Dieter won’t be able to feel how absolutely wet this request makes you. You wrap your arms around his neck as his hands reach down to the back of your thighs pulling your legs up so you can wrap around his waist, crossing your ankles behind his back. 

“I feel kind of like a koala,” you laugh.

“Well, I happen to love koalas,” he chuckles as his hands trail down, kneading your ass as he walks further in before stopping to float.

You close your eyes and rest your head on his shoulder, trying to savor this moment. “I feel like this is a dream,” you finally say, pulling back and looking at him, playing with the back of his hair. “Thank you, this is amazing. You’re really sweet for doing this.”

“You don’t think this is too much?” He bites his bottom lip.

“I love it,” you smile, kissing his forehead and nuzzling your nose against his. 

You both stay like that for a moment, you feel like your breathing has synced up. You shift a little bit, slightly readjusting your legs around Dieter’s waist. “You keep moving around like that baby, and we definitely are gonna give that guy a show,” he smiles. 

“Oh my gosh,” you giggle, going back to resting your head on his shoulder as he floats you both around.

After a few moments, you hear someone clear their throat, remembering that you did in fact have someone else there with you. You both turn your heads to the shore to see Frankie awkwardly standing there. He pulls his hat off and runs his fingers through his hair before returning the cap back, “Hey, uh, we should probably get going soon. Lots more to see,” he gives a tight-lipped smile.

“Okay, we’ll be out in a sec,”

“You sure you’re ok to get out,” you wink at him.

“Ha, very funny,” he chuckles.

He leads you back out of the water and grabs a towel, wrapping you in it before he grabs one for himself. When you’ve gotten as dry as you were going to get, you slip your shorts back on again.

“Ok, you both ready to get back in and see the rest?”

“Absolutely!” you practically skip back to the helicopter and wait for Frankie to help you back in.

As you ascend again, Frankie pops back onto the headset to let you know that you’re going to check out some of the sights along the NaPali Coast. “This is the kind of stuff you can’t see from a car, only in the air.”

You are torn between wanting to savor this experience and filming the entire flight so you can capture the beauty and watch it again. Ultimately you wanted to be in the moment. The majestic mountains, the cliffs dropping off into a water so blue, you didn’t know how to describe this sight. 

“Oh my goodness, this is absolutely beautiful.” You say into the headset.

“It definitely is,” you hear Dieter say, not realizing he was looking directly at you when he said it.

Frankie weaves the helicopter further into the island and you see ancient caves while he tells you some of the history of the island. You make it over to Bali Hai and Lumahai Beach, where he tells you they shot scenes from South Pacific. The hour tour feels like it’s over within minutes and before you know it, you’re descending back down.

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A/N: I cannot help myself, they were in a freaking helicopter. Although it’s called Jurassic Park Adventures, this is totally a nod to @sin-djarin’s Catfish Aviation business card post. Also, this helicopter tour is a legitimate one. I haven’t personally been on it, but I want to since Jurassic Park is one of my favorite movies of all time.

I appreciate you making it this far and I hope you like what's in store for Chapter 16 ... we finally get that slow burn payoff (at least I hope you think so!). Thank you for reading. I appreciate all of the kind comments, reblogs, and likes. My inbox is open if you want to say hi!

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Chapter Six

A/N: Happy gobble gobble day! Wanted to get this out before the day was over she here it is! Holiday time is super, super hectic for me. So Saturday uploads will be moved to some time during the week probably a Wednesday until Christmas but I'll let yall know for sure! Comment, reblog & share!

Warnings: Excuse any typos! 18+, Minors DNI! Cursing, Smut

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Chapter 5

Moment of Your Life Prologue

On Hassan's last day, father and daughter spent time together until Zilla was done at the Performance Center. Even though she protested, Hassan bought things for the apartment,  whatever she looked at longer than ten seconds and whatever he thought Zilla would like. After doing some shopping in the mall, they went to the food court for lunch. 

"How's your food, Rye?"

"It's good, Daddy. Thank you for all the stuff even though I told you that you didn't have to." She laughed softly. 

He wiped his mouth then smiled at her. "You wasted your time, you knew I was gonna buy it anyway. I'm gonna miss you when I go back home, kiddo."

She pouted at his words. "I know, I'm gonna miss you too. At least we're closer now than when I was in Texas."

"And you better remember that. Don't let it be too long before I see your face," he said in a playful but serious tone. "Understand?"

"Of course. Do you know when Ma's gonna come?"

He ate a few more bites before responding. "The holidays are coming and you know how she is about holidays so if you don't go home, she's coming to you."

"Are you gonna come back when she comes?"

"Oh no ma'am," he laughed, "Absolutely not. They're are only two reasons to be in the same place as your mama. Christmas at my house and your wedding. And she's already said no to Christmas at my house this year."

Moriah pouted playfully as she watched her father laugh at her. She knew it was a long shot but she had to try. 

"But while it's just us, we do need to talk."

"You got a girlfriend?" She asked, squinting at him. "Cause if I don't meet her, she not your girlfriend."

Again, he laughed. 

"I don't. I wanted to talk about you and my son in law."

She put her fork down, focusing on him. 

"I know you haven't shared with him most of what transpired while he was away but you're gonna have to. I forewarned him, I didn't give him any specifics, I just told him that your mother did some things and that you were a minor."

Moriah played with her nails, her heart raced at the thought of having to tell Zilla any of it. 

"It's hard and some of it is gon be hard for him to hear but you gotta let him hear it. Okay?"

"Okay, Daddy."

"Good," he sighed, "Now about your mama."

Moriah scrunched her face up. "I'll make Zilla apologize to her."

"No," he said quickly as he laughed, "Do not do that. Don't."

"Don't? You sure?"

"Very, Rye. She doesn't and has never apologized to either one of you for what she's said it done. He was giving her a taste of her own medicine."

"So what do I do when she starts being all crabby?" Moriah asked, folding her arms on the table. 

He chuckled. "Ignore her. That's what I do. If she calls you and is complaining about it, just sit quietly and don't respond. She'll move on. And if she doesn't, interrupt her and tell her that you'll talk to her later then hang up."

"I … you," she paused to find her words, "You're telling me to hang on her? That lady is crazy."

Again he laughed, this time a little louder.

"She's not crazy, Rye. You're an adult. If someone is not treating you or someone you love in a way that feels good to you or them, remove yourself. Give them clear boundaries and stick to them."

"You're not the first person to say that to me."

"Then there must be some truth to it, kiddo," he told her softly. "I know she's your mom but that doesn't mean she gets a pass to disrespect you and who you decide to spend your life with. Don't let her drive a wedge between you and my son in law, that's her goal."

Moriah shrugged. 

"I figured she would just get over it and drop it eventually."

"Until she's honest with herself about what's really going on, that won't happen. So until she does, you need to draw and communicate clear boundaries."

"I will, I'm trying. Maybe if you and her get back together," Moriah was cut off by her father waving his hand to stop her.

"No ma'am, Moriah." He interjected. "No. I'm sorry that she's taking the divorce out on y'all and I'm trying to help y'all but no. What happened, happened and that's not changing. Your mama and me are not and will not ever get back together. You understand?"

"Yes, Daddy. I was just saying."

Hassan shook his head, "Don't just say it again."

"Sorry. Why did y'all get divorced in the first place?"

"Only your mama can give you the real answer to that but the papers she served me say irreconcilable differences."

“Do you miss her?”

He gave an exasperated sigh. “The answer won’t change anything that I just said, Rye. I know the little girl in you wishes that me and your mama would have stayed together or worked it out but that wasn’t the case.” He explained softly. “I love you and that’s what matters here.”

“Okay, Daddy. Thanks you for not treating Zilla any different or bad,”

He cracked a smile, “Wouldn’t dream of it. He’s been my son in law since before you two even realized you liked each other. I have no reason to treat him any different. You know that.”

As they were talking and eating, a woman approached their table with a nervous smile on her face. Moriah was the first to look up but the woman had no idea since she was staring a hole in the side of her father’s face. Gently, Moriah nudged her father’s leg under the table making him look at her then to the woman.

“Yes ma’am?” He drew out with a polite smile.

“I’m sorry, I don’t usually do this,” she started to explain, stopping when she realized Moriah was sitting there, “Oh goodness, I’m so sorry. Are you two together? I didn’t even realize.”

Hassan chuckled and shook his head. “We’re here together but this is my baby girl. We’re having a little quality time. What can we do for you though?”

“Not a damn thing,” Moriah mumbled under her breath, earning her a nudge from Hassan’s foot. 

“I didn’t mean to interrupt you and your daughter. I just couldn’t leave outta here without at least talking to you,” she smiled as she extended her hand to him, “I’m Tamera.”

“Hassan,” he replied, shaking her hand briefly, “This is my daughter, Moriah.”

Both women waved politely at one another. Tamera turned her attention back to Hassan. 

“I don’t wanna take up too much of your time with her, so I’ll make it quick. I’m in town a few more days on business and I’d love to see you again.”

Moriah looked back and forth between the older adults curiously. The nervousness was now replaced with a more confident Tamera, and Moriah wasn’t sure why but it was kind of intriguing. And she was clearly holding most of Hassan’s attention.

“Well, I’m heading back to Georgia today. I was only here to see the kiddo.”

Tamera pulls a chair up from the next table and sits down, a wide smile on her face. "You're from Georgia? So am I. What part?"

An audible groan left Moriah watching the woman lean on the table, closer to her father. Hassan gave his daughter a brief, reassuring glance. 

"I'm in Atlanta. You?"

"The same," she laughed softly, "I'm not sure how we've never crossed paths but I'm glad we have now. So can I see you again?"

"I'll tell you what, leave your number and I'll give you a call so we can talk about it," he smiled, sliding his phone to her. 

After saving her number, Tamera shook their hands and left the table. Father and daughter sat in silence, Hassan finishing his food and Moriah stared at him. 

"Daddy."

"Yes, beautiful?"

"Don't 'beautiful' me. You know what I want."

"I don't," he laughed, "What you want, Rye?"

“Are you gonna call her when you get home?”

Shrugging, Hassan stood from his chair. He grabbed their trash, he was stalling for an answer. Although he could usually read his daughter like his favorite book, this was the one time he wasn’t entirely sure about her reaction. Moriah waited patiently for him to throw their trash out for her answer. The two locked eyes, Moriah raised her brows impatiently waiting on his answer.

“You got another store you wanna go to?” He asked gathering their bags.

“No. Now are you gonna call her or not, Daddy?”

“Do you want me to call her, Rye?”

“Oh no ya dont,” she laughed, walking alongside him, “I want a real answer. Are you gonna call that lady or what?”

Hassan glanced at her, a small smile on his face. “Let’s say I did. Would you be okay with that?”

“You’re so difficult,” she huffed playfully, “If you wanted to call her, I would be okay with that.”

“I learned from my kid. If I took her out, would that be okay?”

Hassan had dated after the divorce, two long term relationships but he always made sure Moriah’s feelings came before anything else. The longing and wishing that he would get back together with his ex-wife was still in his babygirl. It hurt him that her wish would be the one he would never be able to bring to fruition but he would grant any other wish for her without a second thought.

“Yeah … yeah I think that would be okay. Just be careful. Make sure she’s not crazy or anything.” Moriah demanded. “And don’t let her in your car on the first date, you meet her. Share your location with me the whole time.”

Hassan chuckled. “That’s what I said to you.”

“And now I’m saying it to you,” she laughed, “But seriously, go and have fun. You deserve it. Who knows you might get married again. I’m not opposed to being your flower girl and Zilla will be the ring bearer.”

Laughter bellowed from Hassan, he stopped to lean over and catch his breath while Moriah stared at him with a playful frown. 

“Now what is so funny?”

“Picturing the two of you doing that,” he spoke in between laughter, “Especially my son in law. But I know the two of you would do it for me happily.”

“Fat!” Zilla yelled from the living room after checking his watch. “What you doin in there? Come on, girl!”

Scurrying out of their bedroom, Moriah put her earrings on going over to him. She stood between his legs, fixing the last earring while his hands rubbed up and down her bare legs. The red satin midi dress clung just the way he thought it would when he picked it out for her, seeing her in it brought a small grin to his face. 

“Isayah, you hear me,” she giggled. 

Pulling himself from his own self indulgent thoughts, Zilla moved his eyes from up her body to her face, the small smile still there. 

“Nah, my bad. What you say?”

“Boy,” she giggled, “I asked if these shoes were too much? Should I change them?”

He bit his lip as he checked the heels out. “Keep em on. I like em. Matter of fact, we can stay here and order something.”

Laughing, Moriah pulled her boyfriend up from the sofa and towards the door. 

“Nope, you said you were taking me out so we're going out.”

“Aight, baby but when we get home,” he paused to slap her ass, “You already know.”

The dimly lit, upscale restaurant provided the exact feel and environment that Zilla felt his girlfriend deserved. It had been too long since he had taken her out between her job and his being so demanding and tiring. 

Moriah's eyes danced around the decor of the restaurant, a slight look of awe.

“Baby, this is nice. Didn't think Orlando had anything like this.” She joked. 

He smiled, looking around. “Shit me neither but I'm glad they did.”

“Why's that?”

He reached across the table to hold her hand. “Cause I can't take my Fat just anywhere especially since it's been so long.”

“Awwwe, Isayah. That's sweet but I understand. Our jobs, especially yours, ask so much of us.”

“Yeah but we still gotta make time for each other and we gon do that. Aight?”

Moriah saluted him playfully with her free hand. 

“Sir yes sir.”

Playfully, he pushed her hand away laughing. “You so goofy, man. You gon be at my match right?”

“Oh I didn't tell you? Toni wouldn't let me off, I can't make it. I'm sorry, baby.”

He deflated a little bit but tried to keep a small smile on his face. “It's aight, Fat. I understand, it's gon be plenty other ones you can come to.”

“Awwee you sure you understand?”

“Of course.”

She grinned. “I'm just playing, baby. You know I wouldn't miss your TV debut. Toni knew I wasn't asking for the time off, I was telling her.”

“Man, don't play with me like that,” he laughed, “You was finna have me in that ED annoyin Toni till she let you off.”

“Well thankfully for her, you don't have to do that,” she laughed. 

Halfway through their meal, Moriah remembered a few things they needed to talk about. She thought about waiting until the end of their dinner but with what he had planned, she knew it would ruin the mood. 

“Last month I found out that Thomas works in the hospital on the pediatric floor,” she blurted out. 

Zilla's fork stopped halfway to his mouth, he looked over at his girlfriend confused.

“Who?”

“Thomas. My ex from college.”

Chuckling, Zilla continued to eat his food completely ignoring the conversation which worried Moriah. She let the silence go on for a few moments. 

“Aren't you gonna say anything?”

“As long as he not botherin you, talkin to you or none of that,  his ass can work there all he want,” Zilla explained in his regular tone. “Now if he is doin either of those, Ima handle it for you.”

“Babe, it's okay. He was bothering me but I handle it,” she smiled. “Proud of me.”

“I'm proud, Fat but you needa tell if he start back.”

“I will but he's harmless outside of him being full of himself.”

He shrugged. “Don't care. If he don't understand you tellin him to leave you alone then he ain't. I'm serious, Moriah.”

She pouted. “No, no, no. I'm Fat. Call me Fat.”

Zilla laughed, “Aight, Fat. Big ass baby yet you mean as shit.”

“I'm not mean to you though,” she laughed. 

His laugh got louder for a moment. “Like hell you ain't. You meaner to me than anybody else.”

“Anyway, I need you to be on your best behavior for Thanksgiving, Zilla.”

“Zilla's always on his best behavior.”

Moriah stared at him. 

“With my mom, boy. You know exactly what I'm talking about.”

He laughed softly. “I can't promise that. If she start with you or my mama, ima start with her.”

“Baby, you don't have to do that. I'm fine, I'll just ignore her.”

“It ain't fine and you don't need to ignore it, Rye.” He said as nicely as he could. “I know that's your mom but that shit ain't cool. And you can't keep lettin her say shit and treat you the way she do either. I don't like it and I know you don't either.”

Sighing, Moriah sat back in her seat in thought. Now everything that she had been told by friends, her dad and Leata were now coming out of her boyfriend. 

“Now I see how you felt when we were kids and everyone kept telling you to stop being bad.” She mumbled. 

“Yeah and I see how yall felt. But forreal, Fat, that shit ain't cool. That's gon cause a problem between us and ion want that.”

“I don't want that either. I've been working on boundaries that I can communicate to her.”

“That's my girl,” he praised, laughing at the smile that rose on her face. He took a long velour box from his pocket then slowly slid it to her across the table. “What you think about that?”

Looking between the box and him, Moriah opened the box and gasped. She picked the necklace up out of its box, her eyes and fingers roamed every inch of it. 

“Zay … wow. This is beautiful. Wow. Thank you, baby.” She smiled finally looking back at him. 

“I'm glad you like it. I ain't gon lie, I ain't know what the hell to get but that looked like you.” He explained softly. 

“I don't like it,” she corrected, “I love it. You did great.”

A blush rose to his cheeks as he got up to put it on for her “Preciate that.” He leaned down to kiss her before he went back to his seat. 

Moriah kept her hand on it and her smile still on her face as she watched him. She loved when he gave her gifts because he didn't do so arbitrarily. They always meant something. 

“This feels and looks pretty expensive guess I'm definitely giving you some tonight.” She joked. 

“Goofy,” he chuckled. “It's dumb and I don't know if you remember but nine years ago today we went out on what I consider our first date.”

A look of sadness quickly flashed across her face then happiness. She twisted her lips playfully. 

“I really did not think you would even remember that, Zay. Honestly.”

“I'm not surprised but I do. I remember everything about that night,” he smirked. 

“See … I should've known that's why you remembered it. Always nasty.”

He laughed as he reached for her hand. “I would've remembered whether or not we had sex that night, Fat. I ain't sure it as much as I should've but it did mean a lot to me.”

Moriah giggled softly. “Look at my man being a big ole softy. I love that for us.”

“Yeah aight. Shawn and Hunter expecting big numbers for the night I debut. Shit make me kinda nervous.”

“Don't let it,” she answered going back to her food. “That means they know what kind of star power comes along with my Zilla.”

“It's crazy that a bunch of people gon stop what they doin to watch me wrestle.”

“Why is it crazy, Zay?”

He shrugged. “Cause I'm just me.”

Moriah raised a brow. “What I tell you about that? You're not just Zilla, you are Zilla. You are Isayah Fatu. You are Leata and Eddie's baby boy. You are somebody. All those people know it so you better know it too.”

The couple stared at each other in silence, Moriah's brow still raised as Zilla's lips curled up into a smile. She understood what he wasn't saying and his feelings, he loved and hated it at the same time. But she respected him enough to not bring it all out at one time. She'd dance around it until she had enough. 

"Come ‘ere.." Zilla said, his voice now with a hint of lust in it.

She took a few steps closer before he pulled her the rest of the and embraced her in a hug. Their bodies pressed together as he pulled her even closer and kissed deeply. Zilla was gentle, yet passionate. His hands cupped her ass as he squeezed and pulled her in against him. Moriah on her tippy-toes in the middle of their living room while she let out a throaty moan. Their tongues danced and explored each other's mouths, both savoring the moment together.

Zilla broke the kiss for a moment, to check if Moriah was okay. But when he saw her smiling in return, he went right back into another deep kiss, more intense than their last. Moriah couldn't help herself, she always loved how aggressive he could be and it excited him to know that she liked it. She moved her hands down his chest to the front of his slacks until she felt something hard pressing against her palm Moriah smiled into the kiss, keeping her hand right where it was. After several minutes of making out, he pulled away from her slightly to lay his eyes on her again making her whimper softly at the loss of contact. 

Zilla looked deeply into her eyes and spoke in a low tone. “Ion think you know how beautiful you are, Fat. Do you?”

She smiled shyly at him, her hand still in its spot. “You tell me all the time, Zay.”

Grabbing for her hand, he held it gently, his masculine fingers intertwined with her softer ones, then led her into their shared bedroom. They stood close together near the foot of their bed, facing each other. Moriah found herself moaning softly under his watchful gaze. She was trembling with desire. All she wanted was to feel his touch more. 

Zilla cupped her cheek softly as he brushed his lips against hers for a slow, sensual kiss. It was like an electric shock running through their bodies. It sent shivers down Moriah's spine, it made Zilla's heart skip a beat. She trembled and whined as he gently explored her mouth with his tongue. But then he stopped as quickly as he had started. 

“What's wrong?” She asked, meeting his stare. 

Slowly, he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it away, his tank top wasn't too far behind. His eyes never left hers.

“Get on them knees for me, Fat. Open that pretty ass mouth.”

It wasn't a request, it was an order and she was more than happy to oblige. Moriah whimpered softly in agreement as she lowered herself onto her knees before her man. His commanding presence was one of her favorite things about him. His tone was soothing, yet assertive, and she could never refuse.

Zilla unbuckled his slacks then pulled down the zipper revealing the bulge that Moriah seemed to never get enough of. She bit her lip gently as she watched him free his dick. It was big - above average-sized, and definitely thick, and it looked delicious to her somehow. Her panties were already damp at this point, and she longed for the sensation of his dick inside her mouth. She loved how dominant he was, and the way he seemed so sure of himself, and it seemed at times he could read her thoughts without saying a word.

"Say aah, baby," he ordered then smiled down at her with his eyes full of adoration and lust. 

Moriah stared up at him, a small smile on her face. He looked down at her expectantly. Slowly, she opened her mouth for him, sticking her tongue out then echoed the sound he wanted. She reached forward and took a hold of him then  wrapped her lips around the head, sucking gently. Zilla gasped softly in surprise at her eagerness.

"Good girl. That's my girl. You look so beautiful down there, Fat." he encouraged softly. "So beautiful. Fuck.”

Moriah moaned softly, feeling her mouth fill up with his dick. Her head felt dizzy with lust as she ran her tongue all over him. His taste was intoxicating and she just wanted more. But she also loved how he praised her, and being called a good girl did something to her. All of her desire felt ignited at once for her man. She felt him place one of his hands on the back of her head, but he just kept it there, and didn't force her to take him deeper inside. She loved how he was taking charge, but that he was also respectful. Reaching her hand underneath him, she gently cupped his balls, rolling them around in the palm of her hand, careful not to hurt him. She slowly moved her lips further along his shaft, taking his cock in deeper. Her gags echoed around the room but Zilla knew her well enough to know, she made the sound for him. It brought a smile to his face. 

He chuckled softly as their eyes met. “Lift your dress up and get her ready for me, Fat.”

Moriah moaned around him in response as she did what he asked of her. He groaned softly watching her bring her hand from between her legs and spread her wetness along his shaft. Subconsciously, she wondered what else he had in mind for them while her fingers rubbed her engorged clit in a quick but gentle rhythm. His dick twitched against her tongue, and he began to rock his hips ever so slightly. He was almost fucking her face, but he kept it slow and didn't go deep. After a few moments, he pulled himself from her mouth, his hand still cradling her head, then rubbed it all over her face first, across her lips and nose, as if he wanted to paint her with his masculine scent. She closed her eyes and moaned at how nasty this all was, while she continued rubbing herself in a steady rhythm, already feeling herself on the edge of an orgasm.

He brushed his thumb over Moriah's lips gently, parting them ever so slightly. 

"Suck it," he purred softly as he placed the tip of his dick upon her waiting tongue. 

Her mouth filled up once more with his thick shaft. She sucked on him eagerly, enjoying every bit of him inside her mouth. Her hand kept its steady motion against her own pussy, her fingertips brushing over her sensitive clit with each passing stroke, and she was dizzy from it all. She was moaning repeatedly now, and Zilla could tell she was getting close to a climax. 

"Stop touchin’ my pussy," he demanded, right as she was about to cross the threshold. 

His words were firm, but not threatening. Moriah whined and pulled her hand back out from between her legs eager to fulfill his command.

“Good girl.”

It took some time, but eventually, Zilla could no longer hold back the rising tide inside him. With his hand on her head once more, he made sure she couldn't escape and with her tongue twirling around him, Moriah was rewarded with thick streams of cum flowing into her mouth. Moriah's whole world seemed to revolve around his throbbing member at that moment. Tasting the salty sweetness of his seed while it filled her up, moaning in pure delight. She wanted to savor every last drop of his warm essence as it flowed into her. He watched her intently after slipping his dick from her mouth. 

“Show me, baby.”

Giddily, Moriah opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. “Aaaah.”

Zilla pulled her up from the floor and kissed her hard. He turned them so she was facing the bed then pulled the straps off her dress down her arms until it pooled at her feet leaving her naked in front of him. Pulling away briefly, Zilla kicked his loafers off then took off his pants and briefs. 

“That dress looks much better on the floor,” he joked, making her laugh softly. 

Once he got her situated on the bed, he kissed her again as he ripped her panties away from her body, making her pull away and gasp. He pecked her lips one more time then moved to the foot of the bed. Gently he ran  his fingers down her slit paying excess attention to her clit, making gasp again. He kissed up her legs to the inside of her thighs, planting a kiss on each side as he worked his way towards her center.

Reaching her pussy, he placed a kiss directly on her lips causing her to arch her back. Parting her lips with his fingers, Zilla began his assault on her clit with his tongue. He sucked and swirled his tongue around it as she writhed in pleasure under him. He looked up at her as he eased two fingers inside of her still playing with her clit and fingering her to see her playing with her breasts, squeezing them together and pinching her nipples. Her eyes are closed and he knows she's biting her lip to keep from crying out. Knowing she was getting close, Zilla took his fingers away and kissed back up her body ignoring her whine.

“I hear you, Fat. Ima give you what you want, I got you.”

He moved his hand slowly up to find her breasts. Squeezing each firmly and traced her nipples with his tongue. Sensing her excitement and playing into his own, he took her right breast and placed it into his warm mouth making her moan his name softly. After trying to rub herself against him unsuccessfully, Moriah attempted to roll them over which he obliged. His half hooded eyes stared up at her while his hands gripped her hips.

Moriah reached between them, grabbing him and gently rubbed the tip of his dick back and forth on her clit. After a few more back and forth movements, she wanted more and aligned herself with him. She pushed herself down hard and quickly. The couple sighed together and his grip on her hips became tighter. She rode him quick and hard. All the while he touched her breasts, licked her fingers, and occasionally smacked her ass. All she could do was give into her body and continue with the pattern she had set for herself.

She moaned his name loudly and he could feel her tighten around him. A knot started to form in her lower abdomen and she moved a little more slowly.

“Come on, baby. You can do it,” he groaned, reaching up to wrap his hand around her throat. 

She shook her head, whining softly still moving. “I can't, Zay.”

He squeezed a little as he drove his hips up into her. “You can do it. Give it to me.”

Despite shaking her head and whining her disagreement, Moriah's speed picked back up meeting her boyfriend's thrusts until she started to come. Zilla moved his other hand from her hip and rubbed her clit.

“There you go. Look at you makin a mess all over me,” he praised softly. “That's my Fat.”

Once he was sure she had come down, he helped her out of his lap then flipped them over. Moriah instinctively got on all fours, arching her back as far as it would go earning an appreciative smack from her boyfriend. Gently, he pushed into her until he bottomed out then pulled out repeating the pfour, a few times until she sternly called his name. 

“What's up, baby?”

“You know what I want,” she pouted.

Quickly he slammed all the way into her groaning feeling his balls slap against her clit and making her yell out. 

“That's what you want?”

“Fuck! Yes, Zay.”

He thrust hard into her a few times. “Who's Zilla's good girl?”

“I am,” she yelled proudly, pushing her hips back to meet his. 

With the trip 24 hours away, Hassan knew he needed to call his ex wife to try and give her some sort of standard to take to Florida with her. She had yet to pick the phone up and he could already feel the headache coming on.

“You calling me first? Hell must've froze over,” she laughed. “How are you, Hassan?”

“And you asking me how I'm doing? Pigs must be flying. I'm well, Didi. How are you?”

There was a bit of rustling on her end before she answered. 

“I'm well also. Excited to see my baby for the holiday. It's a shame you can't come.”

“Me and her just saw each other so we're fine. We had a good time together while I was there.”

Nadine has to keep her jealousy at bay. “Oh did you? You probably spoiled her as usual.”

“I did and I also respected her and her relationship,” he added.”Something you need to do when you go there, Didi.”

She scoffed. “If that's what you called for then you wasted your time.”

“I didn't waste anything because you're gonna listen to me. I'm tired of the way you treat her and my son in law.” Hassan paused to chuckle when he heard her huff. “You need to get it through your lil stubborn brain that they're gonna be together for a long ass time and they love each other.”

“They're only 24, things can change, Hassan. And he is not our son in law.”

“He is our son in law and you better stay acting like it or you're gonna be the one missing out on holidays and special occasions.”

“Anyway,” she huffed, “Tell your parents and that sister of yours I said hello when you visit for the holidays. I need to finish packing.”

“Alright, you remember what happened last time you referred to Gabi that way. You heard what I said, Nadine. Don't go down there with that bullshit.”

Issues with their flight kept them from arriving until the morning of Zilla's debut. They decided to keep it a secret from him since he was going to be at the center all day. 

“Coming! Coming!” Moriah called out as she went to the door without checking her ring app. She squealed when she opened the door. “Mama! Naio!”

“Babygirl!” Leata squealed, pulling her into a tight hug. “My baby, I missed you!”

“I missed you too, Mama! And you bought Naio, Zay's gonna be so happy!”

Naio mimicked them then pushed them out the way playful to walk into the apartment. The women pushed him back and Leata walked in closing the door behind them. 

“Where's my mom?” 

“She said she was tired from the flight so she stayed at the hotel.”

Naoi plopped down on the sofa, moving around to get comfortable.

“Damn, lil bruh was right.”

Leata and Moriah stared at him. 

“About the sofa,” he laughed, still moving around, “It's comfy and it don't move and I'm tryna move it. I see why he like it.”

Moriah covered her face laughing. “I can't believe he told you too.”

“Well believe it. Ima need one of these.”

While they were catching up with each other, Nadine was doing some catching up of her own. She paced around the living room of her suite.

“I've been trying to get her to at least have a conversation with me but she's still not going for it.” Thomas sighed

“Hmm … do you think she's scared? Maybe he's abusing her. Do you think?” Nadine rambled still pacing.

“No, neither. I think she just really means it.”

“Absolutely not. She can't.”

“Ms. Nadine, as much as I want her back I don't think I have a chance.”

She stopped pacing to stare at him. “That's not a choice. You will get her back. She can't stay with him. I've worked too hard to keep him away from her.”

“Can I ask why?”

“That's not the point and none of your concern. What you need to be concerned with is getting my daughter back,” she paused for a moment, “I'll figure it out and let you know.”

Later that night, Moriah, Leata, Naio and Nadine were sitting ringside waiting for Zilla's match to start. His music hit moments later, the performance center lit up with cheers for him. As he stood on the ring post to posture for the crowd, he laid eyes on his girlfriend then her mother and his family. He had to fight the smile off of his face. 

After the show the family met Zilla backstage where he was talking to Shawn and Hunter. Naoi snuck up behind his brother and squeezed his shoulders prompting Zilla to hug him. While they were hugging, Leata, Nadine and Moriah stood back to watch. 

“That's a nice necklace, Moriah.” Nadine said softly

She touched it, smiling. “Thank you. Zilla got it for me.”

“Oh did he? It almost looks like a David Yurman.”

Leata chuckled under her breath, choosing not to say anything. 

“That's because it is, Mama.”

“You just believe anything. Where did I go wrong? I taught you better than that.” She sighed. 

Moriah played with her necklace. “You're so right, Mama. I do believe everything, like I believed you when you said you wouldn't try to ruin this night.”

With that, Moriah left the older women to go jump on her boyfriend to congratulate him. Nadine watched with a scowl on her face. 

“If you were gonna act this way then you should've stayed at the hotel, Nadine.”

“You wouldn't understand but I want the best for my child.”

“Oh really?” Leata asked with a hint of laughter. “I actually do understand wanting the best for my children and because I do, when we leave here I'll drop you off at the hotel so you don't ruin the rest of their night. You need to get yourself together before you have more grandkids that you'll never meet.”

#AAO #zilla fatu #zilla & moriah #the samoan dynasty #the bloodline

[mako-neexu]

that manga fucking rules so much i didnt even care the handwriting made me slowdown reading what the kanji was and i stared at it 15 minutes per character. i messed up my sleep schedule by reading this but its worth it theyre uploading it gradually but its about 14 out of 89 pages so im looking forward to the rest hehe

im too lazy to typeset so i will describe it instead~ It's your average yakudou comic with guda getting hurt. But its a perspective that i love so far...so i want to ramble about it

but of course it starts with a fight: "Everyday life" "Fighting, getting hurt, healing, and-" then theres a beast approaching her, "sometimes, death"

then it cuts to guda in the hospital bed, waking up 3 days later from her injuries with rider vinci on her bedside in the infirmary, checking her vitals. then da vinci casually drops onto ritsuka that if it wasnt for medea lily she would be alive bc, THE ENTRETY OF HER LEFT HALF OF HER BODY WAS TORN APART BY THE MONSTER and shed have died <3

then she says "anyways, im glad your right hand (command spells) wasn't damaged/taken and your wounds was deep but youre healed now. anyways, you good to go on the next mission?" then we cut to the flashbacks of guda in their moment of "death" at this point i was eating all of my fist... then guda just says "yeah lets go" with a smile

theres so many things wrong with that scene in a single instant but its a drug to me to see this kind of interaction where someone says "thank god your staff is safe but anyways 3/4ths of yourself got blown away but thats fixable <3"

then next was oberon's perspective where he describes her as a self sacrifical idiot, that theres no other word for her as she always comes back with scars and wound from fighting, and he doesnt know just what drives her to come back again and again until shes satisfied. then oberon sees artoria being worried she confesses to him about today's events where "ritsuka and i were walking in town to run some errands but just when i heard screams from ritsuka i was too late to notice"

and when castoria turned around all she could see was Ritsuka getting attacked by the enemy from behind, smiling peacefully as if saying "Ah- this is where i die" and castoria is so distressed and worried and shes crying a little and she talks about hers and oberon's love for ritsuka about protecting her and about her not knowing what to do bc she just wants ritsuka to smile my heart was going to give out for the three of them😭 i love them really much

but then next scene fucks me up even more with obecas visiting ritsuka again in the infirmary, then i find out castoria was also the reason why guda is alive. then da vinci says, "no matter what i'll heal ritsuka as best as i can" then oberon says, "Wow, aren't you so desperate about whether she lives or dies?"

Da Vinci, exasperated but now smiling: What are you saying?? It's just natural, after all...

THEN THIS SCENE KILLED ME LIKE IT KILLED GUDA HHH IM GOING TO DIE TOO

"She is our Master!"

Then Oberon pauses. Then internally he goes, "Our Master?"

...Because isnt that saying:

"Precisely because Fujimaru Ritsuka is a "Master" that she is worth healing."

then the comic ends im dying over here bc its 14 pages so far but i need more to stuff it inside my guts

#fgo #guda comic suffering is the best i love it im going to rughhgfkjhdgkfjdjkdfgnjkdnfbjnkbdfjknbdf #guda #fujimaru ritsuka #fate grand order #gudako #yakudou trio

[alister312]

The Origins of "DeLorne": An Update, A New Mystery, and Fandom History

So I've had this little thing among my pinned posts for a while, but basically, I've been curious where "DeLorne" (Christophe's almost universally agreed upon last name in the fandom) comes from. Previously, the earliest instance I'd found was on a dA art post in 2006, but I've since done more research and uncovered incredible pieces of fandom history, as well as a mystery! It's a pretty long story, but if you're interested in South Park fandom history at all (especially pertaining to Gregory and Christophe), I think you'll find it all fascinating. Let me rope you into the journey I've found myself on.

While I've been curious about "DeLorne" for a while, this particular phase of my research initiated from another pet project of mine— that being to read and archive all Gregstophe fics on FFN should the site go down someday. The oldest Gregstophe fic you can find just using filters was published in August 2005 and is called There's Always Tomorrow by Bagatelle. While this is the only Gregstophe fic on their FFN account, I've come to learn through sources I'll mention later that Bagatelle was a prolific Gregstophe author.

Anyway, the important thing to know for now is that I thought There's Always Tomorrow might actually be the true originator of "DeLorne" for a bit, as it uses it for Christophe's last name.

The author's intro of the first chapter cites two fics as inspiration for their own: Fierte Dedans (supposedly by KyleBroflovskiFan) and Parable of a Boy Named Gregory (supposedly by someone named either Oyaji or Zidane 2003). They also refer to Qindarka, aka the author of the famous Creek fic Aisle 10, as "my love" which is just an extra fun piece of fandom history to me.

With these other fics serving as a reference to There's Always Tomorrow, I figured they might also have "DeLorne". I went looking and discovered Fierte Dedans, which turned out to have been published in May 2005 by Saboteuse (their deviantArt name was KyleBroflovskiFan which is likely why they were called as such earlier). It's an unfinished fic, only getting two chapters and one sect of the love quadrangle(?) in (the fic was set to be a Gregstophe/Tophlovski/Style fic). In the first chapter, however, during a role call scene, it used "DeLorne" as Christophe's last name.

This was very exciting— I'd found a new origin point!

The author hadn't uploaded a fic since early 2014, but I decided "fuck it" and sent them a PM on FFN, asking if they were the first to use "DeLorne" or if they'd gotten it from somewhere. Miraculously, I got a message back!

So, not an origin, but at least it was a definitive answer! It also raised a new question, that being about Gregory's old fanon last name "Thorne". The aforementioned fic There's Always Tomorrow also uses "Thorne" as Gregory's last name and mentioned taking it directly from one of their inspirations— Parable of a Boy Named Gregory. I mentioned this to Saboteuse, who said that fic was definitely what they associate "Thorne" with but they weren't sure if it was the originator or simply popularized it.

Naturally, I had to find what I could about this Parable fic. Google was mostly a dead end though, only giving me its shoutout in There's Always Tomorrow and a mention of it in the Tropedia article on Celebrity Paradox. I learned it was a Pip/Gregory fic, that it was "of epic length", and there was a plot point involving a North Korean invasion. Put a pin in Parable, we'll circle back around to it.

Back on the trail of the origins of "DeLorne", thanks to @/stankvle's help, there seemed to be a new potential origin point:

February 2005 was now the earliest Christophe had been given the last name "DeLorne". This made me curious and I searched "christophe delorne" on deviantArt. This sketch was the earliest published thing in the search results, but I decided to check out other works and came to a fic from Jan 2006 called Brimstone by BassistArtistLoser. In the description, I found this:

This to me seemed to imply that "Twitch" could've been the first to use the name and everyone else copied them. I had to find Twitch.

Among the comments was a user named "twitchablewiz", who I assumed to be the same Twitch. Their deviantArt was mostly empty, seemingly wiped clean, save for a few posts including a poll asking what their final fic they published to FFN should be. I went searching and found one of those fics mentioned in the poll. I didn't care about that fic; instead I was more interested in another fic on their profile: a Tophlovski fic from December 2005. I had hoped to find "DeLorne" there, concrete evidence that they indeed used that last name.

Sadly, this fic with almost completely gutted because it was a smut fic and FFN was apparently cracking down on those back then. Twitch claimed they would reupload the fic on "FOSFF dot net" aka Freedom of Speech Fan Fiction Archive but apparently that entire site was wiped clean in 2013.

The interesting takeaway, however, was this bit:

There was another mention of Oyaji, the supposed author of Parable of a Boy Named Gregory, aka the possible origin of "Thorne"! I had tried searching "Oyaji" and "Zidane 2003" before to no avail, but now I had a new name to try. With this, I was able to find Oyaji's deviantArt. In scrolling through their past posts, I discovered this:

So here we have it: the reason why Parable was impossible to find before was because Oyaji intended on publishing it! This fic that might be the origin of "Thorne", Gregory's old fanon last name, might have been turned into a real novel. Oyaji says nothing in any of their other posts about whether or not they were actually able to publish. What they did provide though, as you can see, is their email.

So I emailed them, asking about Parable— if it got published, if I could read the original, if it truly was the origin of "Thorne". And, since Gregory and Christophe have been intrinsically linked to one another since their inception in 1999, I also asked if Oyaji might know anything about the origin of "DeLorne". I had hoped that I could get a response like I had when I messaged Saboteuse but, sadly... it seems that email account has been deleted.

As of March 12th, 2023, this is where the story ends. I feel like I'm so close to solving this fandom mystery, but there's still so many questions remaining. Is me-ladie the one who originated "DeLorne" as Christophe's last name, or was it Twitchy, or was it someone else entirely? Is there even an origin at all, or was it just collectively agreed upon by all the Christophe fans back in the early 2000s as Saboteuse supposes? Does "Thorne" come from Parable of a Boy Named Gregory, and did it actually get reworked and published as an original novel? Does anyone out there have a copy, or is it lost to time forever? I still don't know, and may never, but I wanted to get what I have thus far out there.

In looking for the origins "DeLorne", I came across this: the very first fic to tag Christophe on FFN.

It was published in October 2003, less than five years after Bigger, Longer, and Uncut premiered. It's mindblowing to me that people were loving Christophe and writing about him all the way back then! And yet... this is only the idea of history, since the author gutted the fic. I appreciate it remaining up in a way, though I wish there was a way to find and read this honestly historic fic.

So much of fandom history is forever lost to time as the web and vibe of the fandom evolves, especially something as little as popular fanon last names of one-off characters from South Park. Even if some of it isn't relevant anymore ("Thorne" hasn't been popular for Gregory in years), to let it be lost or pretend current fandom is all that matters feels sad to me. Even if what we have now might be better, I think it's important to appreciate or at least take the time to really understand where what we have came from.

#south park #sp fandom #christophe delorne #gregory of yardale #ze mole #sp christophe #sp gregory #sp ze mole #sp meta #kind of?? it's like.... a fandom meta