#running out the 6ix

[multifictionx]

Predator - Hybrid Y/n x Mafia ATEEZ OT8

Chapter one: The Escape by multifictionx

Warnings; Gore, HEFTY amount of profanity, slow burn, murder, torture, Mafia v. Mafia, eventual OT8, eventual mature themes, MDI please..

Teaser

Y/n

Why is life so cruel to me... What have I done

to deserve the pain.. the suffering I've endured..

Feet treading through the long grass as I frantically search around me hoping I'm going in the right direction. Blinded by the tall grass that surrounds me, and feeling utterly helpless. But I know I saw the forest going this way. I speed up upon hearing the voices of them gaining on me.

"Little bitch went this way!"

"FUCKING CATCH HER! IF SHE GETS AWAY

WE'RE SCREWED!"

Their ruthless voices shout profanities, as they rush around the grassy outskirts of the building. All this is unknown to me.. my senses are going haywire. The fresh air along with the natural smell of nature is so refreshing. Busting through the tall grass I'm met with a vast forest line.

Thank the stars

I couldn't be more elated, my feline eyes moving around in the dark. The sound if their voices is alot closer now. I'm an no longer worried now though

If they want to come get me they can, cause in

here they're dead.

Now having the advantage, I shift into my panther form. Running faster as I sprint into the woods now completely unseen. Now stalking around the entrance of the woods. I watch maliciously as two men leave the grass line.

"Fuck we lost her.. where'd she go.."

"Shit we're dead if we show up without her!"

They are going to die either way

I leap from the woods slashing both men across their faces. Their screams doing nothing to stop me from tearing through them. My rage growing more when I see their bodies go limp. My labored breathing now the only thing heard. They could've suffered more...

Their pain will never compare to mine.

But I can't stay here long, hearing the several footsteps approaching the grass line.

I sprint into the darkness of the woods, taking my small win. The adrenaline rushing through me has me running faster than ever before. Yet the sedative I was forced injected with, has everything slowly starting to get hazy.

I am finally free

The breeze going through my fur feels amazing, as I run with excitement. The woods at night with nothing but the full moon to light the darkness, is such a beautiful sight even this state

I can't believe I'm seeing this for the first time

in my life. Feeling this..freedom

*Screech* *Bam*

Fuck...

The last thing I see with my blurry eyes, is a pair of nice dress shoes, then darkness.

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Narrative pov

"The 6ix are planning to take area B3, they've

managed to place their troops along our

borders discreetly."

The right-hand man states dryly. As he reads off the paper he prepared before the car ride.

"How were they even able to scheme up a

plan like this without our knowledge."

The youngest ask' rhetorically, obviously the most annoyed with the current situation.

"I believe we have a mole amongst our men."

The leader enlightens seemingly nonchalant. A wicked smile stretches on his features.

"Looks like someone is going to die"

The leader adds sinisterly, fingers itching to end the life of whoever the traitor is.

"This is a pain in th-"

The youngest is suddenly cut off, when the driver abruptly steps on the breaks. The sound of a thump following shortly after.

"Dooyoung what the hell did you just hit?"

The blonde haired man, demands now even more annoyed.

"Um.. S-Sir Yunho-ssi, I'm not really sure.. I could barely see it when it barreled out of the woods.. i-it looked like a big black cat"

The driver hastily explains himself, not trying to piss them off even more.

"I-i'll go check.."

The driver offers, but gets halted as a member has already opened their door.

???(San)

A big black cat? Is he delusional, there's no

way a panther is here in Seoul..

Nevertheless I fix my suit as I exit the car. Now walking along side the long vehicle. Though as I approach the front of the limo.

Are those.. legs?...This is quite interesting..

Now crouched down in front of the vehicle. My brows pulled together in a frown. Eyes on the unconscious woman, both injured and completely uncovered. But that's not even the most bizarre thing about this whole thing.

Those are definitely cat ears.. that is a tail..

I remove my dress coat to drape it over her much smaller frame. Grabbing her without much thought, already moving to get back in the car.

Please leave feedback- Should I continue?

Also please repost, it would really be appreciated! I'm new to posting on Tumblr so bare with me, but my request are open just dm 🙂

#ateez #ateez jungho #ateez wooyoung #ateez yeosang #ateez mingi #ateez san #ateez seonghwa #ateez hongjoong #ateez yunho #ateez fanfic #ateez mafia au #ateez don't stop #ateez smut #hyrid au #ateez fanfiction #ateez x reader #ot8 x you

[830poll]

(96. Fill me in - how are they taking it? (sorry i spaced out for what feels like three months. where are we, again)* - 27.3%)

(*a tie - we'll move on next update!)

Mm, I thought that might be the case. After so many brushes with death today, it's understandable that your memory might be getting spotty.

Not to worry. Sit down, take a deep breath - it's all perfectly simple!

You are currently in the coastal town of Port Byrock. A charming little community that places great importance on the maintenance of its seven lighthouses - the sideways one by the cliffs, especially.

Unfortunately the lighthouse staff that were supposed to be on duty abandoned their posts. And now there's a horrible storm going on, the sun has vanished, and three of the four structures you've stepped foot in today have been demolished by the wind or worse.

So far you've managed to outrun most of the chaos with the help of your old acquaintance Hat. I'm still not sure why he's in this story, but he's unflappable, great at first aid, and a leading factor in your continuing existence. So I'm grateful she's here.

As for whether there's a correlation between the abandonment of the lighthouse and the destruction of the town...? Hard to say.

Albin, your other companion, seems to think that's the case. He claims the lighthouse he was stationed at had a magical painting that could alter reality, but then again, he also thinks the sun isn't real and that underground office workers were trying to steal his cat, so who knows. He's a weird guy.

Albin helped you and Hat escape the worst of the storm by hiding out in some secret tunnels that run below the town. After narrowly escaping Moth Mann and some kind of… thing that patrols said tunnels, you've arrived at the Byrock Aquarium. It's a small, sturdy building built partly below the waves.

From how crowded it is, you suspect it's doubling as the town's emergency shelter. That would explain the gaggle of schoolchildren you bumped into earlier, as well as the presence of the Channel 6IX news crew.

You left the schoolchildren downstairs where it's safe and took some time to gather your bearings.

You and Hat got to chatting about work. Turns out you're a professional stunt double for people in witness protection, and have gotten kidnapped four times over the past three days. This is great news for Hat, because you suspect they kept mistaking you for her? Maybe? Actually I still don't know what you look like but it would certainly explain my own blunder this morning.

Anyway, that got tabled when Albin spotted the news crew and went to talk to them. You did too - you wanted to sell proof of Moth Mann's existence for a quick buck. Albin, meanwhile, is convinced the town is falling apart because of some conspiracy and wants to enlist the help of the news if he can.

And that brings us to now! A tiny storage room in Byrock Aquarium, where you are all talking in private.

Albin is currently pleading his case with my camera crew. I suppose you could try to help him out, if you want more people on his side. Or you could leave him to it and peace out. Or maybe there's something more pressing you'd like to discuss.

There's probably some other... minor things I'm forgetting. Like how you think I'm a divorced bowler whose wife ran off with Moth Mann. Or the fact the Weather department radioed out a few messages, then went silent. That the thing Albin calls a "cat" can mimic sounds its heard, or how you're wearing a shark towel as a toga to hide the bloodstains and light-up sneakers...

(If there's anything in particular you'd like a refresher on, let me know in whatever form's easiest and the narrator will try to address it!

If not, I'll move things along tomorrow.)

#8.30 poll #8.30 recap #do you ever take a step back and reflect on your own fucking narrative hubris

[mybloodyfamousprophets]

i hope you ate on your 7 hour drive from the 6ix, islands far, truck stop the busses skip, pay twenty dollar ticket, get away for a weekend,

walk on through historic city, jacques cartier looks so pretty, our own little slice, copy of Paris, ligne orange a montmorency, blue line trains not fancy, changer snowdon go east, climb a mountain, watch sunsetz clouds burn out like the darts hitting, you spent your life hidden, found out what you’d been missing, spotlight Mount Royal eye, clubs bouncing city lights, head back downtown avoid fights, hit the Saint Laurent tonight, drinks flowing, your good times, look across the bar with starstruck eyes, that boys outfit is cuter than mine, but tonight i won’t have the time,

came here first you were just a kid, city felt magic we got snowed in, eating cheapest street poutine, those were really simple days, no boys backstabbers frauds or fakes, just a teacher that you hate, punish you alone i call that hate, you never talked back, no stand up show up for yourself, misguided alone on a bad path you fell, no good friends to lift you out of that hell, but you’re not that kid and now you’re well, different, but you saw the city and you got addicted

a few years later we drive on back, too broke for Adirondack, mom takes you off the leash to roam, and you almost bought a ticket home, but explore on your own and take in the sights, a city so close but different from mine, change your language all the time, guys smoking weed and cops don’t fine, didnt have a boy i could call mine, just 14 but you were longing, feel like you weren’t belonging, some new clothes renewed your hope but you still begged, throw me a rope, you were too serious, i’m not serious enough, you were jaded, now I’m faded off the pot, you were sippin, vodka, civics class was hot, im no different, just changed it up a notch,

icy winter, but i’m a little older now, thanks for frosh week, went with new friends, it was pretty sweet, stared at Van Gogh, moving picture on the wall, high feel the stars that circle the hall, not here with you, but i let myself enjoy it all, long line smoked meat, famous deli, and then we leave on down the street, i know my way in this city, Apple Maps try and lie to me, bus downtown busy streets, then we stayed in the room that night, drinking Whitney till the sun rise, one more shot on the count of ten, passing out in the bathroom bin, drunken mess dragged into bed, can’t remember what you said, drunk and i was feeling red, wishing i was holding… no, i can’t say his name.

racers weekend, rene levesque looks red hot, jean drapeau all blocked off, rainy days forecast still stayed hot, see these streets i walk a lot, but im here on my own shot, booked this trip to see him, city he was gonna be in, but i asked him when he’s free and he never sent that text to me, stayed with a friend we went to check out ACC, have a good drink but i prefer to smoke, so did he, i take another toke, what a joke, stayed with her but my boys at home, still, never came with me, i guess it’s good he couldn’t ruin my favourite city, running away REM faster than highway, make my great escape, or maybe one day, i walked by that jacques cartier, same spot i saw as a kid that day, teacher heard ipod in pocket headphones played, tales of scary ghosts and gays, spot where memories were made, i talk to none of them anymore, times passed years before

weekend trip you, came with your best friend, roommates kicked out by hotel [can’t name due to ongoing legal battle], wouldn’t leave them out on the streets, moved new hotel, now my friend is feeling groovy so we go to gay bars, smoothie, fruit salad in the room, beyonce or abba go and pick a tune, or some awful showtune we don’t feel glee, i only know Hamilton mcmaster university, or queen elizabeth, granted, not the monarch, burning filtered lights and my hands are up, burn my lungs and cross my heart, on the balcony and I’m singing, baby, did you even really love me?

one days time is, never enough, to catch this city from the window on a bus, metro underground rolling around, taking over every cool spot in town, meet a new guy old one got mean, can’t tell if he’s just, playing with me, headphones brown hair, see him some, here n there, want more, give me some fun!

one days time is, never enough, stayed in anjou, far from the fun, cross province drank the same time as me, we both threw up so dizzy, fireball my throat is burning, keele’d over on college street, he’s on the floor, breakup Whitney, and we called a cab at like, 10 past 3, friends lift him into bed, i tumbled into the back, seat, flashing lights passing by me, ride or die by my side, known since my home town that’s a long time, one won’t ask a girl cause he’s too shy, not my guy, i tried to hang out but he wouldn’t slide, don’t like sliding no pinball, no arcade, but tokens on me, already paid, if he wanted to entertain he would’ve answered differently, unless i took that wrongly, RAADS test score one thirty, sometimes need help socially, love to talk i’m maturing, smokes with strangers in places i do things i regret, manifest his text but i couldn’t read his name

still spent his time playing games, respond “i like you maybe”, no initiate or make time for me, maybe he just isn’t for me, or he’s too shy or I’m too boring, chasing men that don’t adore me, or even boys that just talk to me, tell me come through you know im moving, unless there’s a death or a dinner I can’t miss, rare family moments that sometimes exist, or friends from far places that make the adventure, and you can’t even send a text message, or just come around, this big campus town, stand on a rooftop and stare at the ground, the pond and the ducks a rare city scene, can’t look in your eyes ill get lost again

[thedjmusic]

Beatport Top 100 Downloads 2022-05-01

DOWNLOAD: https://thedjmusic.com/music/beatport_top_100_downloads_2022_05_010

DATA CREATED: 2022-05-01 TOTAL: 100 GENRE: House, Tech House, Afro House, Jackin House, Deep House, Soulful House, Funky House, Organic House / Downtempo,  Progressive House, Nu Disco / Disco,  Melodic House & Techno, Techno (Raw / Deep / Hypnotic), Techno (Peak Time / Driving), Dance / Electro Pop, Indie Dance, Nu Disco / Disco

ACRAZE, Cherish - Do It To It (Sub Focus Extended Remix)

ANOTR - Black Box (Original Mix)

ANOTR - Power To You (Original Mix)

Adam Ten, Mita Gami - Ping Pong Pitch (Extended Mix)

Alle Farben, Keanu Silva - Music Sounds Better With You (Extended Mix)

Anyma (ofc), Meg Myers - Running (Original Mix)

BLOND:ISH, Francis Mercier, Amadou & Mariam - Sete (Original Mix)

BLOND:ISH, Malone, Archila - Voices Above (Original Mix)

Babert, Mell Hall - Can't Stop Now (Extended Mix)

BadWolf, Soff - Dame Mas (Original Mix)

Basement Jaxx - Fly Life (Paco Osuna Remix)

Ben Kim - Somebody To Love (Gorgon City Extended Remix)

Block & Crown, Culum Frea - I Will Survive (Extended)

Block & Crown, Lissat - Keep On (Original Mix)

Block & Crown, Lissat - Pump The Noise (Original Mix)

Break, Total Science - Aardvark (Original Mix)

Break, Total Science - Blame You (Original Mix)

CASSIMM - That Sound (Extended Mix)

CASSIMM, Tamika Tyan - Release (Extended Mix)

CID - Carnaval De Paris (Extended Mix)

CID, Joshwa - How We Do (Original Mix)

Charlotte De Witte - Kali (Original Mix)

Charlotte De Witte - Satori (Original Mix)

Chicks Luv Us - Freakon (Original Mix)

Chris Lorenzo, High Jinx - California Dreamin' (Original Mix)

Classmatic - Bape (Original Mix)

Classmatic - Toma Dale (Original Mix)

Crazibiza, Karl8, Andrea Monta - Xfinity (Original Mix)

DJ Koze, Sophia Kennedy - Drone Me Up, Flashy (&ME Remix)

Darius Syrossian, George Smeddles - Back In The Dance (Extended Mix)

David Guetta, Becky Hill, Ella Henderson - Crazy What Love Can Do (Extended)

Delerium, Sarah McLachlan - Silence (AVIRA Extended Remix)

Dillon Francis, VINNE - Once Again (Extended Mix)

Diplo, Miguel - Don't Forget My Love (John Summit Remix - Extended)

Disfreq - Gotta Be Big (Extended Mix)

Dominator, Nu Elementz, TNA - Spartanz (Bou Remix)

Dot N Life, Flera - Hollaback Girl (Extended Mix)

Earth n Days - The Rhythm (Extended Mix)

Eli Brown - Believe (Original Mix)

Elton John, Dua Lipa - Cold Heart (Claptone Extended Remix)

FISHER (OZ) - Palm Beach Banga (Extended Mix)

FISHER (OZ), Shermanology - It's A Killa (Extended Mix)

Format - Solid Session (Joris Voorn Remix)

Fred again.., The Blessed Madonna - Marea (We've Lost Dancing) (Original Mix)

HI-LO, Eli Brown - Industria (Original Mix)

Hardwell - F*CKING SOCIETY (Extended Mix)

Hardwell - INTO THE UNKNOWN (Extended Mix)

HoneyLuv - Thr33 6ix 5ive (Extended Mix)

Hot Since 82 - Out The Door (Original Mix)

Imanbek, BYOR - Belly Dancer (Extended Mix)

Jack Back - Feeling (Extended Mix)

James Hype, Miggy Dela Rosa - Ferrari (Extended Mix)

James Hype, Tita Lau - Disconnected (Extended Mix)

Jay Lumen - Terra (Original Mix)

Joel Corry - Liquor Store (Extended Mix)

Joel Corry, Da Hool - The Parade (Extended)

John Summit - La Danza (Extended Mix)

Kaiserdisco - Together One Time (Original Mix)

Kaskade, deadmau5, Kx5, Hayla - Escape (Extended Mix)

LO'99, Taiki Nulight - Records U Play (Extended Mix)

Lilly Palmer - Don't Look Back (Original Mix)

Lilly Palmer - We Control (Original Mix)

Luude, Colin Hay - Down Under (Majestic Remix)

Mark Dekoda - Rave Harder Techno Bass (Original Mix)

Mark Knight, James Hurr, Cari Golden - You Are A God (Extended Mix)

Martin Garrix, Julian Jordan - Funk (Extended Mix)

Martin Garrix, Mesto - Limitless (Extended Mix)

Massano - Odyssey (Original Mix)

Massano - System (Original Mix)

Massano - The Feeling (2022 Remaster)

Mochakk - False Need (Extended Mix)

Napes - Chopper Gunner (Original Mix)

Oden & Fatzo - Lauren (I Can't Stay Forever) (Extended)

Oliver Schories - Devon (Oliver Huntemann Remix)

Öwnboss, SEVEK - Move Your Body (Extended Mix)

PAWSA - Roll Play (Extended Mix)

PAX - Is It You (Extended MIx)

Peggy Gou - I Go (Soulwax Remix)

Piero Pirupa - We Don't Need (Extended Mix)

Richard Grey - Don't Stop The Music (Original Mix)

San Pacho - Amor (Original Mix)

Sied Van Riel - Rush (Miss Monique Extended Remix)

Softmal, Nytron - Never Gonna Give You Up (2K22 Mix)

Solomun, Isolation Berlin - Kreatur Der Nacht (Maceo Plex Remix)

Sonny Fodera, Biscits - About You (Extended Mix)

Space 92 - The Door (Original Mix)

Stardust - Music Sounds Better With You (Original Mix)

Stylo, Space Motion - Madan (Original Mix)

The Human League - Don't You Want Me (Purple Disco Machine Extended Mix)

Tom De Neef, Lazarusman - Agenda (Bontan Remix)

Tom Santa - Rainfall (Extended Mix)

UMEK - Dark Market (Original Mix)

Valentino Khan, Dillon Francis - Move It (Extended Mix)

Vintage Culture, Goodboys - This Feeling (Original Mix)

Vintage Culture, Sonny Fodera, SHELLS - Nightjar (Extended Mix)

Wehbba - Dynamo (Original Mix)

Wehbba - Strange Dreamz (Original Mix)

WhoMadeWho - Silence & Secrets (Black Coffee Remix)

paskman, Rafa Villalba - Chiquetere (Original Mix)

Øostil, Juan Hansen - Drown (Massano Remix)

[tetsunormous]

AOT Toronto AU

Okay, in this world, they are always bumping into each other and they all end up meeting each other one way or another. This all started because I sent Toronto mans Porco asks to Goldie and then it just expanded to more people and now I’m trying to make a whole world in my little head. Also, each character is some variation of someone you will meet irl if you do come to Toronto but I am a fraud cause I actually like in the GTA. However, I did live in residence my first year and go to school downtown so I think I have enough knowledge lmao. I will admit tho, I haven't been the best at sending out my anons this week BUT i normally get them out every two days or so lol.

Characters:

Disclaimer: Only the people who receive these anons get to know their characters in-depth atm cause they get more developed as I write them

Your man, Pock @armins-futon

Age and pronouns: 23, he/him

Where’s he’s from: He’s actually from Scarborough

Occupation: retail employee (foot locker)

Fun fact: Loves shawarma and iced capps

Churono Jean @1252291

Age and pronouns: 25 turning 26, he/him

Where’s he’s from: He’s actually from Sauga

Occupation: day job in the HR sector of some insurance company, works weeknights and weekends as a waiter

Fun fact: He drinks smoothies for breakfast

Berty from Brampton @1252291

Age and pronouns: 27 turning 28, he/they

Where’s he’s from: Brampton

Occupation: editor for a feminist ngo

Fun fact: He loves yellow and orange butterflies :D

Reiner, number 7 on the Varsity Blue Hockey Team @glittrkink

Age and pronouns: 22, he/him

Where’s he’s from: Vaughn

Occupation: He’s a varsity athlete for the Univerity of Toronto

Fun fact: Mashed potatoes with extra butter is his favourite way to eat potatoes

DaBaby Ackerman from Soundcloud @lemvis

Age and pronouns: 27, he/him

Where’s he’s from: Markham

Occupation: He’s an accountant but he hates it so he makes music under an alias

Fun fact: he edits his own music videos

Connie from the 6ix

Age and pronouns: 25, he/him

Where’s he’s from: the annex

Occupation: the longboard store at Kensington market

Fun fact: His favourite pair of vans are the white ones he had in high school where he had his friends sign all over them.

Historia from Yorkville @kingdomofaeries

Age and pronouns: 21, she/her

Where’s she from: Yorkville, grew up by the beaches

Occupation: At school for social work and wants to work with children

Fun fact: She has a converse collection

Freckle Boy Marco

Age and pronouns: 26, he/ they

Where’s he’s from: He’s actually from Ottawa

Occupation: Bartender

Fun fact: He’s a marvel geek

Ymir the OCAD pothead

Age and pronouns: 22, they/ she

Where are they from: Christie Park area

Occupation: Student studying Illustation

Fun fact: one of her best pieces was drawn while high

Lilshawtyhange @bokebelle

Age and pronouns: 26, she/they

Where’s she from: Aurora

Occupation: They’re a nurse

Fun fact: They’re super athletic and likes going to runs in the mornings

Frat boy Eren

Age and pronouns: 22, he/him

Where’s he’s from: Woodbridge

Occupation: Entrepreneur and student studying business marketing

Fun fact: he leans back and claps his hands like a seal when he laughs really hard

How do they know each other?

Porco → Reiner

Know’s Reiner because his older brother used to play on the Varsity team and he would go to their games

Porco → Berty

They’re friendly with each other because they always go to the same shawarma spot and they both like the garlic sauce

Jean → Marco

They work at the same restaurant and they’ve become besties

Jean → Connie

They met when they were 17 and they’re part of the same group of friends because they are bffl’s. They were both struggling with themselves and became each others support.

Connie → Marco

They met through Jean and now theyre close friends who like to stream Spiderman into the spiderverse on discord every few months as it’s their shared comfort movie

Jean, Connie and Marco → Levi and hange

Levi was shooting a video at Dundas Square and their group was in the background and Levi asked if they wanted to hop in the vid. Jean politely declined because of the office job but Marco and Connie jumped in and now they’re in the back of his music video

Levi→ Hange

They met on Bumble but nothing ever happened, they just became friends who make sexual jokes

Reiner→ Eren

They go to school together and Reiner’s team goes to frat parties a lot. Eren is part of Alpha Phi Alpha so they party together a lot and he is one of his brand ambassadors

Eren → Connie

He goes to hand out in Kensington a lot and he always goes to buy Churros for a snack and thats Churro stand is where they met. They are friends but they don’t actively seek each other out to hang out.

Ymir→ Historia

They’re dating. They are so fucking cute. Historia goes to Ryerson and so she walks to meet Ymir between classes and they like to go try out different local restaurants. Sometimes they just hang out on a park bench and people watch while sharing a joint. And for their six months, Ymir got Historia a custom pair of converse which they then drew on.

Ymir → Jean

They see each other cause they both go to Tokyo Smoke (on Bloor and Yonge) for their edibles.

🚨 eren, marco, Ymir and Connie don't have a home. If you’d like them to visit you, lmk 🚨

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[woah-were-halfway-there]

Leafs in 5

A/N: I was inspired after game 4 against Columbus, what can I say

Word Count: 4.1k

Going into the NHL’s alternate version of the postseason playoffs that 2020 decided to sprinkle in on top of everything else going on in the world, you knew it was bound to be interesting. There was a plan set in motion to keep all the players and staff safe and strict rules that needed to be followed for everything to work the way it was supposed to. Both of these resulted in your boyfriend, Auston, having to stay in a bubble at the Royal York while you stayed alone in your shared condo in Toronto that was just a few blocks away, for who knew how long. 

You were lucky that when the NHL season ended back in March, you were able to travel to Scottsdale with Auston and not be separated. At the beginning of the lockdown, your workplace closed down and moved to a work from home setting until further notice. After clarifying that it’d be at least a month until you could go back, you figured it wasn’t the worst idea to go along with your boyfriend back to Arizona after asking if you’d go with him. Little did you know the two of you would be there for almost four months. 

Although it was a relaxing time, it was also weird. All you really did was hang out with Auston, his family and Freddie while waiting to hear literally anything about things going back to normal, but that never happened. Your work decided that going back wouldn’t be an option even as Toronto entered its reopening phases as a safety precaution. Therefore you’d be working from home for the foreseeable future. 

It sucked a lot. You liked your job, your co-workers, and having your own way to be independent in a professional setting, but a global pandemic makes things a bit pretty difficult at times, and sometimes sacrifices need to be made. Lucky for you, though, it could have been a lot worse. And Auston played a massive part in you being able to adapt as well as you have. 

The time the two of you spent in Arizona together was great. Obviously, during it, you worked, spent time with the boys and the Matthews family, but a lot of new things happened too. You and Auston welcomed Felix, a Bernedoodle puppy home to be part of the fam, and dealt with life as living in a pandemic continued. 

Then the NHL announced its return to play action plan, and things got wild all over again. 

Auston began skating and practicing intently again. Plans were being made to get back to Toronto for training before having to go to whatever hub city was chosen for the Eastern Conference teams. With all the talk of possible locations for the playoffs to take place, you weren’t expecting Toronto to be one of the cities in deep consideration, let alone for one of the so-called bubbles actually to be there. But, that was exactly how things played out, so you and Auston prepared accordingly. 

After some deep consideration and conversations with your boyfriend, you decided that when the time came, you would go back to Toronto when Auston needed to go. However, there was a period where Auston was sick, and that changed things up a bit even more, but eventually, the two of you and Felix were all set and ready to head back to the 6ix without any further delays. 

The two of you settled to being back in Ontario without difficulty. You followed the rules of self-isolating for two weeks upon arriving back to the country, and so did Auston. If he wasn’t at the condo with you, he was at the rink practicing alone, since it wasn’t safe for him to be around his teammates, or the public until those 14 days were up. That was fine though, you both just chilled with Felix, watched the entirety of Sons of Anarchy and Schitt’s Creek, and prepared for how things were bound to change again once the playoffs finally started. 

“I feel bad,” Auston said loudly from the bedroom as you walked down the hallway towards it with the basket full of clothes you’d just taken out of the dryer. 

“Why is that?” You asked once you entered the room, tossing the clothes on the chair, and got ready to fold them. It was his last night in the condo before having to relocate down the street at the Fairmont for the entire Maple Leafs playoff run. He was busy packing, and you were busy making sure everything was organized and ready for this transition. Even Felix was taking part by laying on the bed and demanding attention from both you and Auston every once in a while. 

“You know why,” he deadpanned while looking at you pointedly. 

At that, you sighed.

“Aus, we talked about this.”

“I know we did, but now that it’s actually time for me to leave, I’m dreading it even more.”

As much as you tried not to let the situation bug you, it still did. Throughout your entire relationship, there were many times when you and Auston would spend time away from each other, so that part was nothing new. However, you’d never been in the same city without being able to see one another or know when you’d be able to talk face-to-face and not through a screen again would be. And although the whole bubble situation was something you and Auston had talked about a lot over the last month or so, what it entailed still hadn’t quite set in until that moment. 

“Me too,” you responded quietly and stared down at the pile of clean clothes, knowing that if you looked at your boyfriend, the tears you felt pricking your eyes would undoubtedly spillover. “But it has to happen, Auston. There isn’t much else we can do, unfortunately.”

“But-.”

“No buts,” you cut him off and snapped your teary gaze to him. “This is your career. And the playoffs! Those are no small things. Regardless of how crappy this entire process is, I’m still going to be here, cheering you on as much as possible. It just sucks so bad that things aren’t normal. That I can’t go down to SBA and watch you be the amazing hockey player that you are with our friends and family, or hug you as soon as you’re done your postgame interview and tell you how proud I am. I’m just so over everything right now, and I’m sorry to be taking this out on you, this is the last thing you should have to deal with before going into the bubble. I just-.”

The way your voice cracked at the end of your spiel had your boyfriend next to you and pulling you into his embrace in a second. 

You were on an emotional rant, and Auston knew that. He knew that you had been holding in how you really felt about the NHL’s plan to go ahead with the playoffs, and it was time to let it all out. Although you never expressed your frustrations, you did have quite a few, and Auston was determined to get you to talk about them, especially before he had to leave.  

“I’m sorry I’m a mess,” you mumbled while wrapping your arms around his waist and leaned against his chest. 

“You’re allowed to be a mess,” he replied and squeezed you. “This isn’t an ideal way for the playoffs to happen, believe me, I know, and I’m still not sure how it’s all going to play out. But know I’m sorry you’re feeling the way that you are because of something I have to do.”

“That’s the thing though, Aus, there is literally nowhere else I’d rather be than here for you... but I’m worried. What if you, or another player, or staff get sick? What will the league do then? I get that they’re strict on how things in the bubble will work and everything, but we’re still in a freaking pandemic. I just don’t think it’s necessary. But regardless of what I think about the NHL’s decision to resume, it doesn’t matter. I’m the one who agreed to come back with you, and I’m going to be here still even if you and the team end up in Edmonton for the finals, and I won’t see you until October. Wow, it sucks, even more, talking about it.”

“God, I know,” he responded before pulling away slightly to look down at you. “I’ll never be able to explain how much I appreciate you coming back and being here with me for all of this. I hate that I’m going to be so closeby and not be able to come home to you and Felix and that you’re going to be here alone, but thank you for being willing to do this for me.”

“Of course, I want to kiss your stupid face again as soon as I can after this,” you pouted. “Even if I have to fly to Alberta in order to do so.”

“Wouldn’t exactly be opposed to that idea,” he told you before leaning down and catching your lips in a soft, sweet kiss. It didn’t take long for you to deepen the kiss by wrapping your arms around the back of his neck and pulling him closer. He smiled against your lips, letting his hands linger on your waist a bit as he waited for you to make the next move. But then, you unexpectedly broke the kiss and turned away from him. 

“Well, I guess we better get back to packing, yeah?”

You had the goofiest grin on your face as you reached down to grab one of your t-shirts from the laundry pile, but then Auston let out a dramatic groan from where he stood, and you had to cover your mouth so that you wouldn’t burst out laughing.

“Now you’re just being cruel,” he said as he walked up behind you and leaned his head on your shoulder. You bit down hard on your bottom lip to keep yourself from smiling any wider than you already were as he wrapped his arms around your waist, before eventually turning around to look at him again.

“How so?”

“Seriously?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I think I hear Felix getting into something,” you lied as you tried to worm out of his hold, wanting to mess with him a bit more. But he was on to you, which is also why you didn’t put up a fight when he didn’t let go. 

“Babe,” Auston whined. “You’re killing me.”

“Well we can’t have that, you have to go into the bubble tomorrow-.”

Before anything else could be said, Auston pressed his lips against yours again, and you let him. You chuckled slightly before reaching up to tangle your hands into the curls forming due to him not getting a haircut. But you didn’t mind, loved it even, and used it as a way to keep him close. 

“You’re full of jokes tonight, huh?” He mumbled against your lips as he slowly guided you towards the bed, all while tugging at the bottom of the hoodie you wore. 

“Just for you,” you replied before pecking his lips and moving away just enough to pull the sweater off and toss it on the ground before quickly kissing him again. You then came in contact with the mattress and let Auston lay you back on it. It wasn’t long before he was leaning over you and letting his lips roam to that sweet spot along your collarbone that he knew would have you seeing stars. “I thought you needed to pack.”

“I’ll do it in the morning.”

“You’re going to regret that decision once you realize you’ll have to get up early to get ready,” you challenged.

“No, what I’ll regret is not finishing what we’re starting before I have to leave tomorrow,” he quipped and continued brushing his lips against your skin. 

“Alright, fair,” you responded, figuring you’d given him a hard enough time and guided his lips back to yours; the night soon fading around you as melted into each other’s touch. 

The next morning, you woke up alone in bed. The blinds were still drawn, Felix was asleep on the rug, and the AC was cranked for some reason. The cold air made goosebumps rise on your exposed skin, causing you to shiver as you pulled the bedsheet up higher to cover more of your body. Just as you started wondering where Auston had gone off to, you heard the shower turn on from the ensuite and suddenly knew where he was. Part of you wanted to just lay in bed for the whole day, but the other more logical part knew there was still a lot to be done before Auston’s departure and that you should probably get up.

You grabbed your housecoat from its place in the closet and put it on before sneaking into the washroom to brush your teeth. Auston didn’t know you were in there with him, but that changed as soon as you finished rinsing off your toothbrush and decided to join him in the shower.

Once the two of you were done in there, you eventually did get dressed and ready to start the day.

Leading up to his last day at the condo, you made sure any running around for him was done so that there would be no added stress, and that’s precisely what happened. The two of you shared a chill morning consisting of a homemade breakfast, packing, taking Felix for a walk, and simply enjoying the other’s presence before Auston had to leave.

And that time came up way too fast.

“I’m going to miss you,” Auston said in the parking lot of the Ford Performance Centre before pulling you in for a hug. You were dropping him off for his last team practice before going into the bubble, but you both knew it’d be the last time the two of you would see each other for a while.

“I’m going to miss you too, so much,” you replied and squeezed him a little tighter. “Even though you’ll be only a few blocks away.”

“It sure won’t feel like it.”

“I know.”

Gradually, some of Auston’s teammates started walking by, and you knew one of you would have to pull away sooner or later. Reluctantly, you were the first to do it.

“You’re gonna be late, Matts,” Mitchy stated as he walked by juggling his suitcase and bags he planned on taking into the bubble. “Hey, Y/N.”

“Hey, Mitch,” you smiled as you leaned back against your car, Auston’s hands still on your waist. “Is Steph still here?”

“She’s just about to leave, I think. Are you two still hanging out this week?”

“Yeah, I’ll probably take Felix over to your house to hang out with Zeus while we watch the game and drink some wine.”

“Sounds like a typical night for you two,” he chuckled and adjusted one of the straps of his bags. “Anyways, I gotta get in there. Actually, we both do.”

He gave Auston a pointed look, and your boyfriend just rolled his eyes.

“Get off my back. I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Yeah, ok,” Mitch responded and started walking again. “See ya, Y/N!”

“Bye, Mitch, good luck!” You called after him before looking back to Auston and smiling at him sadly. “You really do need to get going.”

“I know,” he sighed and began picking up his bags so he could start heading towards the building. “I’ll call you tonight once I’m settled in?”

“Yes, please do,” you replied as he looked to you and nodded. “Just give me a heads up when. I’m supposed to Facetime your sisters tonight to give them a Felix update and catch up.”

“Fair enough,” he smiled, to which you returned before pulling him in for one last kiss. 

“You’re going to do great, Auston. I love you.”

“And I love you,” he pecked your lips again. “I’ll talk to you later.”

“Sounds good,” you said as he began walking away. “Good luck, babe.”

At that, he smiled to you over his shoulder before continuing on his way. You stood there for a moment after he disappeared out of sight, clutching onto the little 34 necklace he had gifted you for Christmas two years prior, before sighing and climbing into your car so you could head back home. 

~*~

After Auston entered the bubble, the two of you FaceTimed every day, it wasn’t always planned, sometimes just in the spur of the moment when you were both bored and missing each other, and it really did make the whole transition a lot easier. 

The first night, Auston gave you a virtual tour of the Leafs floor at the Fairmont. Then, he told you all about the practice and how the guys chirped him for bringing so many clothes. You couldn’t help but laugh, seeing as you knew it was true, before asking you about your day. Your day was much less eventful, so the topic of conversation shifted rather quickly. You somehow ended up playing Mario Kart on the switch from your living room against Tyson, Kerf and Freddie, all while still on FaceTime with Auston. After a few rounds of that, you were more than ready to call it a night. 

Once you had said goodbye to Auston, you curled up in bed with Felix and soon passed out. 

That quickly became a routine almost every night the Leafs didn’t have a game. You and Auston would catch up about the day’s events before getting into some friendly competition with the guys over something that would sometimes involve other wives or girlfriends trying to keep their men at bay as well. 

On the nights the Leafs did play, you always watched the game in some way. You watched their exhibition game against Montreal with Steph at her house, FaceTimed Auston’s family while watching the first game against Columbus from the condo, and so on.  

You witnessed Auston’s goal against the Blue Jackets in Game 2 and couldn’t wait to express how proud you were of him once the two of you were able to talk again that night. You also got to see the 3-0 lead the Leafs lost in Game 3 and listened to your boyfriend vent about it, but still made sure to tell him that you were insanely proud, because you were. 

And then Game 4 happened. 

Going into that game, you didn’t know what to expect, think, or feel. Obviously, you wanted the Leafs to win. You didn’t want their (sort of) playoff run to be over so soon, but also, the selfish part of you couldn’t help but think about how there was a chance Auston might be home that night. The conflict you felt made you anxious for the actual game, which is why you opted to watch it at home alone with Felix. 

You sat on the couch, clutching onto a cushion for the entire game. Before the game started, you decided that although you would have loved for Auston to be home, you wanted the Leafs to push a Game 5. You knew they were capable of going much further than just the qualifying round and were rooting hard for them to win. Still, you gradually became a little less hopeful leading into the last four minutes of the game when Columbus was up 3-0. 

But then Willy scored. Less than a minute later so did John, and then Zach managed to tie up the game with just 22 seconds left on the clock. To say you were on the edge of your seat would’ve been an understatement because it was so much more intense than that. You didn’t think what was happening was real, but the flood of texts you received from friends and family about what happened proved you wrong. 

During the commercial break, you called Ema, Auston’s mom, who was absolutely losing her mind. You stayed on the phone with her, talking with Auston’s family as your heart pounded in your chest while for overtime to begin. 

Then Auston scored the game-winning goal, and you literally screamed. You stood up, staring at the TV in complete awe while his teammates engulfed your boyfriend, and all the Columbus players skated off the ice. Felix looked at you oddly, and you wasted no time in picking him up and pointing to the screen, telling him what his dad just did. 

After the reality of what just happened settled in, you said your goodbyes to Auston’s family before texting Steph and some other friends, still losing your mind. You watched the postgame interviews, chuckling at how it was undeniable that even Auston still hadn’t entirely accepted what happened and couldn’t wait until you received the call from him you knew was coming. 

About half an hour later, your phone rang, and sure enough, it was Auston.

“I am so proud of you,” you stated as soon as the FaceTime call connected. Auston was walking down the hallway of their hotel floor, smiling widely, and you could see some of his teammates in the background on the phone with loved ones as well. “All of you. Holy fuck, you guys did that!”

“It still doesn’t seem real,” Auston responded. “Like this is real, right? I didn’t dream it?”

“It’s real, babe, you’re going to Game 5!”

“Holy shit.”

You could tell he was in his room by that point with the way he flopped on a bed and couldn’t stop smiling. 

“How’s the adrenaline?” You asked and patted the space beside you so that Felix would lay beside you and be in the camera frame.

“Hi buddy,” Auston breathed out, before chuckling. “And oh, it’s pumping. I think I’m going to be up for a while after this.”

“Then what are you doing in your room? Go celebrate with the guys.”

“I know, I will. But I wanted to say goodnight to you first.”

You smiled at how soft he was even after such a significant game, and couldn’t help the blush that burned across your cheeks. 

“You’re too sweet,” you said while shaking your head.

“Only for you,” he replied and sat up as someone knocked on his door. 

“I think you’re being summoned,” you laughed as he rolled his eyes.

“It’s Mitchy telling me to get out of my room.”

“I think you better listen before they barge in.”

“True,” he responded. “I guess I will go. I’ll call you tomorrow? We’re off for the day.”

“I’ll be here,” you answered him softly. “Now, go be with your team, and don’t forget to call your mom.”

“Oh, yes, right, I’ll do that right now. I love you. Thank you for always supporting me.”

“And I love you, babe, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“Ok, bye,” he replied and blew you a quick kiss just before the call ended. 

You stared at your screen for a minute until it went dark and shook your head. Your heart was bursting with how proud you were and how much you loved your boyfriend, that even you weren’t sure if you’d be able to fall asleep right away. After scrolling through social media for a bit and liking every Maple Leafs post that showed up in your timeline, you eventually called it a night and set your phone down.

Just as you did that, though, your phone buzzed with a goodnight text from Auston.

Auston

Sleep tight. I love you.x 

You laid there, smiling at the device for a moment before texting back.

Y/N 

I love you more. Goodnight Auston.x

Auston 

Not possible

Your heart swelled as you read over his last message multiple times before deciding what to text back.

Y/N

Bet. 

Now go, babe. I’ll talk to you tomorrow. I love you.

Auston

Love you too <3

After shutting your phone off again, you finally let yourself relax even while being overcome by an emotional wave of just how much you loved your boyfriend. You knew that whether or not Auston came home after Game 5, the two of you would be ok. The distance hadn’t affected anything, and you knew it wouldn’t even if the Leafs did make it to the finals, and you and Auston were separated for a long time. It’d all be worth it in the end, and you couldn’t wait to see how the rest of the Leafs playoff run was bound to play out.

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A Very Merry Birthday, Part 6ix continues...

(go back to the beginning)

Preston hesitates, and closes his eyes as Kate strokes her hands down his chest, she spreads out her fingers and rubs harder as she moves down over his quivering stomach. 

"Y..yes," he whispers.

"Yes, what?" Kate answers back, as she toys with the waistband of his underwear.

Preston's eyes open, his chest heaving as he looks down at her. "Don't make me say it."

"Then say it with your hands. Touch me Preston. Show me how much you want me."

"K, ...I -.."

Smoothing her hands down over his hips on either side of his bulge, she can see and hear him gasp. She tucks her hands between his thighs, her thumbs tracing the warm opening of the legs of his shorts. 

"Fuuck," he groans, feeling a mixture of pleasure and pain as the throbbing in his groin increases.

"Touch me." She insists. "It's ok."

Unable to stand it any longer, Drake starts pacing. His arousal is just as prominent and he's now gripping Kate's panties in a clenched fist.

"Just do it, man." He barks, "Lay your damn meaty hands on her and get this over with. Or so help me, I'll knock you down and do it myself."

Preston puts his hands on Kate's hips, letting them skate along the smooth material of her dress until he's cupping her ass. "There, is that better?"

Kate smiles, reaching up behind his neck. "Much better. The zipper to my dress is just a little higher though."

"I'll get there in a moment," he chuckles, spreading out his hands to give her ass a squeeze. 

The sudden pressure of his hands brings a rush of heat to her core, and the thought of Preston ripping her dress off instead sent a tingle across her skin, and as the goosebumps rose her nipples hardened too.

Pressed up against him, Kate could feel the heat of his body radiating through the thin material of her dress.  Their faces were only a few inches apart and she wondered if his mustache would tickle. 

"May I kiss you, K?"

Kate gasps as he leans in closer, his hands sliding up to her back as his strong arms lift her slightly off the floor.

"Yes."

The bristle of his mustache against her upper lip and nose is harsh, but his lips are soft. Kate squeezes her eyes tightly shut and squeaks as she pulls back. 

"That tickles."

"Sorry," he whispers, easing her back down to the floor and letting her go. 

Kate wipes at her mouth, giving him a smirk, cheeks flushing. "That's ok."

"Turn around for me, and let's get that dress off," Preston says, feeling a newfound sense of confidence. He'd crossed the hurdle of grabbing the ass of his boss's wife and kissing her without getting killed and felt relieved.

Kate turns around and places her hand on the bedpost. When Preston puts his hand on her shoulder she sweeps her hair off to the side. "Here, let me get that out of your way."

"Finally," Drake huffs, walking over. "I was getting tired of watching you two get acquainted."

As Preston pinches the tiny zipper tab between his thumb and finger he leans in to whisper, "Is he always in such a hurry to get you naked?"

Kate giggles and winks at a frowning Drake as he sits down on the edge of the bed, "He usually gets himself naked first."

"Ha, ha. Now if you two are done talking about me, get on with it."

"You mean, off with it right?" Preston jokes, pulling down the zipper on her dress. 

"Less talking, more stripping." Drake insists, rolling his eyes.

Kate brushes aside the straps and the material whispers down off of her form and collects in a ruby colored ring at her feet. Drake smiles at the dramatic reveal, Preston tries to swallow around the dry lump in his throat and Kate steps over the dress with a sigh of relief. "Finally, no more feeling confined by that silly thing."

Kate plants her hands on Drake's shoulders and shoves him backward onto the bed, where he lands with a grunt of surprise. Before he can recover she climbs on top and straddles his hips. 

Preston bends over to scoop up Kate's dress, "Do you want me to leave?"

"Of course not," Kate answers, leaning forward to give Drake a quick kiss. He places his hand on her lower back as she lays herself flush to his body. "I just need to do some marital maintenance before we continue."

Drake slides his hand down over the curve of her ass to give her cheek a squeeze, "Do I really need to put your panties back on? I like you like this much better."

Kate kisses him again, appreciating the grin he gives her back. "For our next game having my panties on is important."

Drake drops the crumpled panties on the bed so he can run his hands up and down her back. "But why?"

Kate sighs with contentment at the pleasant warmth of his hands for a brief moment, but then sits up and climbs off him. "I have my reasons. Now move over and let me tell you about our next game."

Drake rolls off the bed and catches the panties that Kate throws back at him. "Okay, I'm listening."

"Have either of you played Twister before?"

Drake frowns, and Preston laughs, "I have, but it's been a while."

Drake scratches his head, "Isn't that the game where you have to reach around your opponents to place your hands and feet on colored circles on a mat?"

Kate snaps her fingers and points at him with a wink, "You got it, babe."

"But how do we play without a mat?" Preston asks.

Kate checks her position and then lays down in the middle of the bed on her back, stretching out her arms and legs with a moan of pleasure she says, "No problem, because I'm going to be the mat."

Drake glances at Preston with regret and then back at Kate. He'd never seen anything so sexy in his life. With her hair fanned out beside her on the pillows and the come hither look of desire in her eyes, he was tempted to kick Preston out in just his underwear and then fuck her senseless. But he knew he couldn't piss her off.  He looks down at the bunched up panties in his hand and then decides to give her naked Twister game a try.

"C'mere you."

 

Leaning over and grabbing her by the ankles he tugs her toward him and then pokes her feet back into her panties and then slides them back up her legs to her knees. 

He kisses his way up her thigh as he pushes the scrap of lace and silk back up to where he'd tugged them from so long ago. Placing one last gentle kiss on her lower belly he climbs back off the bed. "Tell me again, why I had to put those back on you." He sighs.

Kate scoots backward on the bed to where she was. Patting either side of her she says, "Now you two come lie on the bed with me. Drake, honey, you on my right, Preston on my left."

The men glance at each other and then do as they're told. "Now each of you turn on your side to face me."

The bed springs creak as both men obey, and Kate can't help but giggle at the way she gets jostled on the bed between them until they both settle comfortably with one arm tucked behind their heads. 

Kate turns her head from side to side, and can't believe her good fortune at being sandwiched between so much sexiness, "Now doesn't this make me the luckiest woman in the world?"

"I suppose it does, now explain how this is supposed to work. Because I'm really tempted right now to reach across and punch him in his stupid smug face and just take you for myself." Drake says. 

Kate reaches up to stroke his cheek, "I know I promised you the opportunity to kick Preston's ass. But now I don't want to see either of you hurt."

Preston sits up, "What do you mean? I didn't agree to come over here just to have your husband beat me up."

"Yes, I know. But I have to admit it's been fun to watch you two take jabs at eachother as you compete for my attention. Please lie down again, Preston."

He looks between Drake and Kate shaking his head in disbelief, "You two really are something strange, you know that?"

Kate reaches out to pat his hand, "I know we are. Now are you going to help Drake pleasure me? Play my Left Hand Man?"

Preston looks her over from head to toe, knowing he'd be crazy to back out now. With a sigh he settles down next to Kate again. "Your Left Hand Man, eh? That's not exactly my dominant hand but I think I'm proficient enough."

"Good, now this is a cooperative game, not a competition. You're both working toward the same goal."

Drake looks across at Preston, and then back down at Kate, "So you want us to work together to…"

Kate reaches her hands up above her head, arching her back and moaning out her answer, "...give me the best orgasm I've ever had."

"And are we only allowed to use our hands?" Preston asks, eyeing her breasts as they rise and fall with her breathing.

Kate bites her lip, looking over at him, "You'll use whatever part of you that I ask for."

Drake's eyes narrow in a frown, "Hey, now. Don't forget our deal, Kate."

"Don't forget I'm still in charge, now go get your belt, Drake. I want you to bind my hands."

Drake gets up from the bed and goes over to pull his belt out of the waist of his pants, "Are you sure?"

Kate nods, "Yes, now hurry up before I change my mind."

Making a loop with his belt, Drake kneels down on the mattress at the head of the bed and looks down into the face of his wife. She nods again, holding her wrists together up above her head. "Not too tight." She whispers. "I promise," he replies, as he fits the loop of his belt over her hands and then tugs to secure her wrists together. "Is that ok?"

Kate wiggles her wrists, satisfied she couldn't undo them on her own. Thankfully the leather was soft and didn't bite into her skin. She nods, "I'll let you know if it becomes too much."

Drake settles down next to her again, leaning in to give her a gentle kiss, "Okay, game on. Tell us where we're going first, Kate."

Kate closes her eyes, focusing on the warm bodies pressed up against her, and not the belt around her wrists. She licks her lips, and sucks in a shakey breath and then lets it out. 

"Right hand, hip."

Drake reaches out to gently massage the curve of her hip, enjoying the supple silkyness of her skin. Her smile and soft sigh of pleasure means he doesn't have to ask if he's doing it right. 

"Just keep moving. Until I tell you to put it somewhere else." She says.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Left hand, breast." She says to Preston. 

Preston tries to ignore the glare he gets from Drake as he cups her left breast carefully. He strokes her nipple with the side of his thumb, and is rewarded with a gasp from Kate. "Mmm, your hand is so nice and warm."

"You're welcome, K."

Drake strokes his hand closer to the top edge of her panties, hoping to entice Kate into sending him in that direction. He wasn't going to let Preston get all the best places. 

"Right hand, thigh." She whispers, with a soft moan in her voice.

Drake slides his hand down into the warm valley of her thighs, encouraged by her moving them apart to give him better access. With his fingers he strokes in tiny circles, teasing at the edge of her panties again. He'd had plenty of practice in this area and knew how stimulating his touch could be.

Preston's hand was still massaging her breast, and when Kate suddenly arched her back off the bed and moaned loudly, Drake wasn't sure whose attention she liked more. But what they were doing seemed to be working. 

"Left hand, panties." She gasped out, writhing on the bed.

Drake's hand stopped moving, "Seriously?" he protested. 

"Inside or outside?" Preston asks, fixing his eyes on Drake.

"Inside," Kate answers.

"Now, hang on." Drake says, laying his hand flat against Kate's belly blocking Preston's hand access to get inside anything.

"Drake," Kate warns. "I didn't tell you to put your hand there. Don't make me call a foul, and force you to take your hand off me altogether."

"You didn't say there would be penalties. But I guess you are in charge." He sighs and takes his hand off of her belly. "Ok, fine. Where should I put my hand for its timeout?"

"Inside your own underwear."

Drake scoffs, "That's hardly a penalty. I've been wanting to do that anyway."

"But I can't let Preston do all the work," Kate grins. "So while his hand is busy in my panties, I want your mouth on me somewhere else."

Drake considers his options, "Where do you want me?"

"I want your mouth on my breast."

Drake liked that idea. Propping himself up on his elbow, he shoves his right hand into his underwear and then bends his head over her breast. He licks his way across her skin, his hot breath coming quickly as he began to stroke himself. "Come on, Preston. Do as the lady asked." 

Preston watches Kate's face as he snakes his fingers under the waistband of her panties. Drake had his lips puckered around her nipple, and appeared to be sucking vigorously. Kate was straining against the belt around her wrists, gasping his name. 

Exploring with his fingers, Preston gently massaged around the wetness he found, learning more about the intimacies of Kate than any security guard should. He felt awkward touching her this way, and wished she'd chosen for him to touch her somewhere else. With the sounds she was making, it was clear she had lost the ability to form coherent words, so he kept exploring. Preston could feel a change happening in the flesh that enveloped his fingers, suspecting that Drake's efforts and not his were causing them to happen.

Drake groaned loudly, his body tensing as he fought against his impending orgasm. His forehead was nestled in the damp valley between Kate's breasts, and he was gasping for air. "Come on Kate, cum for us, baby."

Turning his head he squinted at Preston, wondering how he could appear to be so calm. He growled his contempt as he watched his hand moving under Kate's black silk and lace, "How does she feel, huh? Nice, hot and moist I suppose. Do you even know what you're doing in there?"

Kate gasps and shudders, heaving her chest off the bed, forcing Drake to sit up on his knees. "Apparently you do, but I'll be the judge."

Drake grabs Preston's wrist, pulling his hand away from Kate, and giving him a shove backward. He crawls across the bed to position himself between Kate's thighs, roughly pulling down her panties and ripping them in the process. 

"Drake, stop," Kate begs.

He shoves his own underwear down, just enough to free himself. Scooping his arms under her legs he tugs her toward him, grunting with satisfaction as he achieves penetration. "Ffffuck, yes."

Kate cries out at the intrusion, but soon feels herself soften around the familiar shape of him as his thrusts become more desperate. Looking at Preston's stunned face, as he lay there watching, she felt horrible. With her hands bound she couldn't push back against Drake to make him stop, even as her body betrayed her by clenching around him in waves of an orgasm she no longer wanted.

Drake was surprised to hear her whispering Preston's name instead of his as he felt his body stiffen in climax. 

"Preston, make him stop. Get him off me."

Preston and Drake lock eyes a split second before they collide. Drake has no time to react as the bodyguard springs into action, his hands pushing against Drake's chest to force him backward and then slamming his shoulder into him and forcing him down onto the bed. Kate curls up into the fetal position and rolls to the side, protecting her head as Preston leaps over her to pin Drake down on the bed. 

Drake sputters with rage and embarrassment, realizing he's still ejecting cum onto himself. The larger man was pinning him to the bed with an angry snarl on his mustached face. "What the fuck, Preston?!!"

"She told you to stop!"

"I didn't realize I needed your permission. You know, to fuck my own wife! Now get the hell off me!"

"My permission? No." Preston jerks his head in Kate's direction, "But you definitely needed her's."

Drake feels his anger melt away as he turns his head to look toward Kate. A deep sense of remorse sets in as he realizes that she was still curled up and facing away from him. "Shit. I..I'm so sorry, Kate. Please forgive me. I..I got carried away." 

Preston eases the pressure he has on Drake's arms and sits back. He was still sitting on his legs though, limiting his movement. When Drake squirms to get free, Preston shakes his head. Pushing himself up in a sitting position, Drake tugs at his underwear to cover himself up, and then shoves at Preston's chest. "Seriously, get the hell off me! I need to attend to Kate."

Preston doesn't move. "Not until you calm down."

"I'm trying to.. be..calm," he growls back, "But there's a godamned elephant crushing my legs. Now, get..the...FUCK..off me."

"Preston, let him go." Kate says, weakly.

At the sound of her voice, Preston obeys, climbing off Drake and then getting up from the bed. Drake scrambles across to fold himself around Kate, his hands shaking as he loosens the belt and then tosses it aside. Hugging her tightly to his chest, he whispers in her ear, "I love you, Kate. I'm so sorry." 

When Kate relaxes he loosens his hold, and she turns over to face him. He gently kisses her wrists and brushes the hair back from her face. "Are we ok?" He asks, searching her eyes for some reassurance that he hadn't totally just fucked up their relationship.

Kate tucks her face into his chest and wraps her arm around him, "We're ok," she sighs. "I shouldn't have pushed things so far out of your comfort zone."

"And I shouldn't have been so resistant to letting you have control," he replies, stroking his fingers through her hair. He kisses the top of her head, and rubs her back. "Let's get ourselves cleaned up, we still need to deal with Preston."

"There's no need," Preston speaks up. "I can show myself out."

Drake and Kate roll apart and realize that Preston is already dressed. 

"Preston, we need to talk.." Kate begins. 

He holds his hand up to interrupt, "No, we don't. I'll just go. You don't need me here anymore." 

"Goodnight, Preston." Drake says.

Preston nods, turning to go, "Goodnight."

Kate speaks up, "Did you enjoy yourself, even a little? I know this evening didn't really have much sense to it."

Preston looks at Kate, feeling himself blush. "I..I did, actually."

Drake stares him down, waiting for Preston to realize that he's been dismissed. "Good..night, Preston."

Preston gets the hint, "Uh, yes. I'll just go."

Drake breathes a sigh of relief once they're alone. "So is this going to be some sort of Birthday tradition?"

Kate sits up, ridding herself of the scraps of her panties, chuckling sarcastically, "You mean a drunken night of shenanigans that we all regret the next day? I think that's something we've already established as a birthday theme here in Cordonia."

Drake stretches out on the bed, tucking his arms behind his head, "Well that's something our 27th birthdays do have in common," he mumbles. "But I was thinking about the threesome thing."

Kate gets off the bed, placing her hands on her hips and looking at her husband in disbelief, "You'd actually consider doing this again?"

Drake shrugs, "Maybe for my 30th Birthday? We could invite Hana over...and you know.." his voice trails off. 

Kate grabs a pillow from the bed and throws it at him. 

#drake walker #smut

[leasabbah]

LEA'S LATE NITE QUARANTINE JAMS

As seen in CJLO Magazine

By Lea Sabbah

"COME THRU" - Joji

Joji — aka Filthy Frank, aka Pink Guy — established himself as our YouTube generation’s multifaceted early adopter, finally graduating to music in 2015 and dropping alt-hit after alt-hit on his debut EP. On Come Thru—from the 2017 drop Ballads 1—  his croony, pseudo-falsetto performance makes for a pill-popping, late nite party jam whose hook truly comes thru.

"deep end" - Lykke Li

Swimming pool, swimming pool, swimming pool, swimming pool. I’m in it, I’m in it, I’m in it. Divin’ in it, divin’ in it. This infectious dream pop bop by Sweden’s very own Lykke Li. It quarantines itself into the cavities of your skull and builds a home, replaying on loop in your mind until you can’t remember the rest of the lyrics.

"Glimmer" - Tame Impala

Kevin Parker describes this stunning, metallic highlight as “A glimmer of hope, a twinkle. Fleeting, but unmistakable. Promising.” Crank the bass up! This cool house track is great for nighttime parties of one, complete with a Tatcha mask, a (small) glass of wine and maybe half a Xan.

"Resonance" - HOME

This track is found on every Simpson/Vaporwave YouTube video — but especially the one with Bart driving into the sunset (if you know, you know) — and sparks feelings of summer nostalgia, Mont-Royal nights and walks through La ville éphémère. Quarantine tip: fall into a YouTube rabbit hole of explanation videos on why the repetitive electro track is reminiscent of slick 80s synths and your favourite childhood ice cream place.

"PUFF LAH" - Kaytranada

Montreal’s favourite chill house beatmaker is at his best on "PUFF LAH", off the December 2019 EP, Bubba. While Kaytra can craft catchy alt-pop and R&B on the collaborative joints, he shines on his instrumentals, as evidenced by the 2018 Soundcloud drop, "Nothin Like U / Chances" — arguably some of his best. You can listen to the entirety of this 4-minute beat and it feels like a comprehensive song, even with its simple, repetitive sound.

"WAKING UP DOWN" - Yaeji

Boiler Room’s 2017 breakout electro K-pop composer and pro Drake-coverer is back with her first drop of 2020. She brings back mellow, chill house vocals and a beat perfect for a late night creative sesh. The pop-rap track is reminiscent of Tumblr favourite, raingurl, but with more anime.

"Shimmer" - Fabiana Palladino

This ultra-lovable track has all the basics of a cool, 80s-inspired alt-pop joint — glistening synths, a subtle bassline, breathy vocals and an anti-establishment message. Listen out for the muted snares and glittery reverbs at the start of the song, establishing the little-known Paul Institute vocalist far ahead of the competition. Fabiana, sweetie, if you’re reading this, we need new music in 2020!

"So Heavy I Fell Through the Earth" (Art Mix) -  Grimes

If you haven’t developed a Grimes obsession after February’s Miss Anthropocene drop by Canada’s weirdest electro anti-pop McGill alumni, you’re not living. Claire Boucher, Vancouver’s very own Enya, describes the track as an ode to getting pregnant with genius-slash-ponzi-schemer, Elon Musk - and the ego death that comes with it.

"Blood" - Prince Josh (ft. LA Timpa & Yves Jarvis)

Don’t sleep on The 6ix’s Prince Josh. The producer, songwriter and DJ’s downtempo, instrumental hip-hop, interlaced with hypnotic sound and D&B stylings (2020’s hottest trend in music) is perfect for late night eats and drinks with friends via FaceTime.

"Norton Commander (All We Need)" - Men I Trust

MTL’s fave indie-pop band is at their best on Norton Commander (All We Need), a chill, bass-heavy track perfect for winding down with Emma Proulx’s vocals serenading you to sleep. What does the title mean? We’ll have to ask them over drinks at Le Ritz.

"Gold Teeeth" - Blood Orange (ft. Project Pat, Gangsta Boo & Tinashe)

Dev Hynes’ R&B brainchild, Blood Orange, wrapped up a big year in 2019 with the mixtape Angel’s Pulse, an eclectic, genre-defying collection of tracks that reminds you of your favourite early-00’s R&B. The collabs are where Blood Orange is at their best, with Gold Teeth being the tape’s magnum opus.

"DHL" - Frank Ocean

Frankie is in his prime on DHL, the low-key, chill vibe late night track about ramen noodles and a DHL package that’s coming soon. We need Frank Ocean raps.

"12.38" - Childish Gambino

Thank God for Donald Glover’s haphazard 3.15.20 album drop, blowing the rest of March’s music releases out of the water. On "12.38", Gambino raps about a love interest that gives him some shrooms, using 3-Stack’s Vibrate under a sensual falsetto and some voice acting. The variegated track takes you on a journey that ends with trippy ad-libs and 21 Savage rapping about Lamborghini whippin’ and Popeyes chicken.

"Snowchild" - The Weeknd

Toronto’s MJ-esque R&B phenomenon blends 80s synths with R&B and catchy pop on his new drop, After Hours. On Snowchild, he talks about his journey to fame and his past life on the skreets of the 6ix. There’s some weird interlude with Bella Hadid that no one cares about. The futuristic, dream wave track is one of the best on the new drop, perfect for a chill weeknight at home.

"Sound of Rain" - Solange

You can’t have a late night playlist without a track from When I Get Home. Fight me on it. The slow, rat-tat-tat sound of "Sound of Rain" is perfect for washing away the pain of COVID-19.

"LOYAL (Remix)" - PARTYNEXTDOOR (ft. Drake & Bad Bunny)

This cutesy, tropical pop vibe of "LOYAL" finds the Mississauga singer with a new sense of sweetness, accompanied by fellow fuckboy 6ixer, Drizzy. And our little angel, Bad Bunny. If you don’t live under a rock, you’ve probably been saying “You’re my bEeEeEeEeEeSt friend” for the last few weeks.

"After Hours" - The Weeknd

The perfect after hours bop. Sex, drugs and melancholy — where Abel’s at his best. We don’t want to see you in a healthy relationship. Please give us painful, dark Glass Table music.

"Fukk Sleep" - A$AP Rocky (ft. FKA Twigs)

The run-of-the-mill trap beat on Fukk Sleep - off of Rocky’s mediocre 2018 drop, Testing - makes it one of the most catchy tracks on the album, made complete by FKA Twigs’ tittering, high-pitched ramblings. The video for this track finds the pair running wild through NYC, breaking into a bodega and a Chinatown store. If you’re up at 4 a.m., quarantined on a Wednesday with nothing to do, this track takes you there.

"Hold On, We're Going Home" -  Drake (ft. Majid Jordan)

Our baby daddy, our toxic, unstable but romantic ex, whining at his best on a track we all know and love. A cute reminder that If we just Stay Home™ and stay healthy, we can all get through this weird, apocalyptic reality.

"NOTHING LESS" - PARTYNEXTDOOR

The first track to PND’s new drop is the perfect outro for a late night music sesh, its dark hip-hop beat so easy on the ears that you almost forget about his low-key vocal chops. A quarantine track to remember.

Check out Lea's Late Nite Quarantine playlist now!

#publications #editorial

[adricno]

this gif just exudes fuck boy energy

anywho ! hi im mini from the 6ix ! and this is 1/2 of my demons . [ since everyone tends to call me a demon IM OWNING IT TO MY OWN KDFJGHDFKJ ] im super excited to be back and playing both my kids, but here you’re gonna learn a little about Adriano who is 1/2 of the D’Alessio family around here !  click here  to learn about Alanna who is played by the beauty that is Dani !

new york’s very own Adriano D’alessio was spotted on broadway street in black Fendi sneakers . your resemblance to lorenzo zurzolo is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your twenty second birthday bash . while living in nyc , you’ve been labeled as being picky , but also attentive . i guess being a virgo explains that . 3 things that would paint a better picture of you would be a pack of cigarettes, sunglasses covering bloodshot eyes, and late night drives  . 

Basic Information

Full Name: adriano marco d’alessio

Nickname(s): addy, adri, dri

Age: 22

Height: 6′2 ft

Date of Birth:  september 13th 1997

Zodiac sign: virgo

Hogwarts house: slytherin

Ethnicity: italian

Nationality: italian-americian

Gender: cis male

Pronouns: he/him

Orientation: heterosexual

Religion: agnostic-catholic

Language(s) Spoken: italian + portuguese + french + german + english + spanish

BACKSTORY  TW * drugs + alcohol + illegalities

Adriano is the first born from his parents, alanna coming in second - they’re only a year a part so people tend to think they’re twins - but , adriano is firm on stating he’s the much older one , and definitely more mature from the two . 

Adri was actually born in Italy, and moved to New York before he could even remember, but often going back to Italy for family functions and just for fun. 

The D’Alessio’s are a very powerful , influential family . their last name means something once it’s spoken , in italy and even iin the united states . it’s not just Adri’s parents that made it big , but every part of the D’Alessio’s have a mark in the world someway or another , so , YEAH . they’re a pretty big deal .

going on !  adri was given A LOT of responsibilities which ... he did not want to do . he grew up being the golden boy with a face that can fool just about anyone . looks and personality MAGNETIC . the name , the genes , it all came with who he is .

his dad an ambassador / rep for italy in the USA , his mom this LOVING model that worked her looks into a model agency as big as IMG . 

while taking every language class to discuss business , adri was pretty much forced to join in on his mom’s business . he hated it , he honestly HATES being a part of this lifestyle . he wants to be rich but on his own accord , if you know what i mean . 

but he does it , bc he knows his name and everything comes with a price . doesn’t mean he doesn’t tend to REBEL . which he does quite often , sneaking out of family functions , smoking one up , doing some blow . 

growing up he was a typical rich boy with a pretty face, getting around . he doesn’t get along with either of his parents but if he had to choose , it’d be his mom . he believes his dad’s just controlling her . after what happened to Alanna , Adri definitely doesn’t trust his dad.

Adri’s super overprotective of Alanna, after everything that went down with his dad , alanna , and the italian mob . adri is cautious about everything.

he’s still an idiot tho.

SECRET

          * no one is supposed to know this, but im gonna explain it here. if u                want any connections based off this . LET ME KNOW . :)

Adriano always loved cars , when he was 5 he got into a maserati and crashed it into a tree bc he didn’t know how to drive but ever since then he’s had a fascination with them. got his license early, knows how to fix , pull them a part . ANYTHING to do with it, tends to be everyone’s mechanic . always making the best cars around aesthetically , and internally. 

he got into street racing , which is illegal by EVERY means possible . he worked up the ranks , it being the place where he had to prove himself rather than just going by name . so he made it up there where he’s pretty respectable . 

Adri works with bringing illegal imports for car parts into the USA . [ think like fast and furious life ok DKJFHDKFBH ] 

 AND , like father like son -- he uses these dealings to bring in large amounts of coke / weed / other drugs into the country . so he works with cartels , on the side DKJFGHKDJGH

not only does he do THAT but he also organizes and runs in these races - they give him a certain high -- a kind of adrenaline where death is at ur fingertips . it’s a gamble he likes to take . 

PERSONALITY + CURRENT SITUATION

he’s a big idiot, in a sense that a lot of things just go over his head . he’s very business savvy , as in he likes to think things thoroughly , which may just be the virgo in him. he’s the guy you want to take to a casino.

usually the life of the party - funny enough , he does DJ on the side . adri finds it works out in his favour to make things that would get a crowd worked up. that’s just a hobby of his , but he’s pretty much just living like a socialite , modelling for whatever his mom puts him in - and even if he hates it the most , he goes a lot with his dad to learn the ins and outs of being a future ambassador , but adri rlly does it to benefit his side business. 

he’s a good person on the inside, he just maybe never shows it . on the outside he seems humble and the nicest , but he loves to play games , mess around with people . a bit sadistic . i actually hate him JDFGHKDFJGHDFKSGHJDSF 

highkey prefers to being alone than in a crowd of people , believes he’s a lot better than most bc he’s smarter , but he’s not , he’s an idiot KJDGHKJFDGH

he’s gotten away with literally everything so he believes he’s invincible . he’s gottena arrested before but it’s nothing he couldn’t get out of and whenever the media finds out , he’s able to twist it around where he looks innocent in it . or he just pushes it off like it’s no big deal . 

ironically , super chill . never one to look for a fight , instead he likes solutions .

He does go to school ! but he takes classes online to avoid people , so not many people really know he goes to school and is currently earning his masters. 

the only person he wants to prove himself to is himself, and adri has such high standards that he’s always trying to reach for the best KJDHFGKDJFHG

I THINK THTS IT FOR NOW ??

I LIKE BRAINSTORMING WITH PPL FOR PLOTS/CONNECTIONS , SO LIKE THIS AND I WILL HIT YOU UP <3

BESIDES THAT IT’S REALLY ALL THE REGULAR TYPE OF CONNECTIONS

#someone pls tell me to stop watching narcos related shows #DKFJGHDFKJGH #my brother told me im learning about my family his torY AND I SCREAME DSHGJKDFG #was i also listening to tego calderon ?? maybe DKJFGHDFJKGDFJ #k imma get ky up later but lmk if u wanna plot with this kid ! <3 #wealthyhq:intro

[elshoots]

Clicking the CN never runs out of fashion, it's always surprising with the outcome. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #canada #ontario #toronto #canadasworld #rawurbanshots #perspectives #cntower #torontoinsta #6ix #6ixwalks #torontogvm #torontogrvm #explorenorthamerica #exploringcanada #exploreeverything #world #earthpix #rawimages #torontoclx #torontopixel #earth #downtown #downtowntoronto #city #citytour #canada_photolovers #photography #photographylovers #photographyislife #photographysouls (at CN Tower / La Tour CN) https://www.instagram.com/p/CH1iXGohAyg/?igshid=1syk6knqlezgn

#canada #ontario #toronto #canadasworld #rawurbanshots #perspectives #cntower #torontoinsta #6ix #6ixwalks #torontogvm #torontogrvm #explorenorthamerica #exploringcanada #exploreeverything #world #earthpix #rawimages #torontoclx #torontopixel #earth #downtown #downtowntoronto #city #citytour #canada_photolovers #photography #photographylovers #photographyislife #photographysouls

[moderninsight]

A Love Like That (The curious case of Him & Her, Reprise)

Days become weeks and weeks become months and soon it’s half past and then some. It hasn’t been 365, not yet - not quite. It may very well be for it’s been 278 since her all consuming heartbreak. 

She remembers when her heart was set on fire. Too much had happened, too much was at stake and too much was lov(ed) and too much was lost. An epic heartbreak warfare mess and the wildfire had run ‘round in its own madness. But the flames were soon flooded by the monsoon in her heart and she was left in the ashes of the love she had so freely gave. When love leaves you, time stops and the world as you know it reverberates to its core creating tremors and aftershocks galore. A burn so slow, so treacherous that it left her gasping for air on days without end. She remembers the exact moment her heart was wrenched open, bleeding for every minute of every hour of every God damn day. Mind-filled, heart-heavy and tear-stained, barely breathing through corrupted lungs. And all the king’s horses and all the king’s men could not put her back together again. For this kind of heartbreak had no pain relief, not when all she knew betrayed her for lack of true effort and she was traded in for a good (e a s y) time over a good thing. Too much had happened, too much was at stake and too much was lov(ed) and too much was lost and r e p l a c e d - just like that. And in due time, her rose coloured glasses shattered and she saw him for what he really was - a lost little boy masquerading as a man. 

They say “time heals all wounds” and so it goes, and so it shows. But she now knows that time just moves you along with no choice and no say and she sank too far and too long that she f i n a l l y decides to swim and not sink. She puts on a brave face (God, how exhausting) and all on her own she picks up the pieces and soldiers on. 

So she catches flights, still in her feelings and puts in a woman’s work. She gets lost in Japan with her wounded heart, dragging it along the kaleidoscope of Tokyo lights and eating away the night sublime. She bullets over to Kyoto and tries to take in the serene but the dull ache in her chest is all she feels. She takes her heart next through Korea to the Philippines where she reunites with her family after 10 long years. She laughs, she cries and lives a little more. She delights in the palm trees, sea breeze and the loudness of it all. She doesn’t know if it’s more fun in the Philippines but she does know it’s more fun with her smile. Then she’s off to Orlando for a Disney adventure, screaming from the tallest heights and rushing through torrential downpour in what truly is The Happiest place on Earth. Then she’s back on cloud nine and finds herself dancing through Havana nights, a city truly frozen in time. She relishes in losing the outside world and roaming through rainbow buildings and retro cars, falling asleep to Cuban lullabies. Then she’s running through the 6ix with less of her woes and remembers the last time she was in Toronto. Doe eyed and naive but fast forward to today, she’s feeling 28. Here’s to another year she muses, here’s to more life, more heart and MORE HER. And soon enough she’s back home and no longer the girl she once was, broken and in disarray but a woman in search of her word. She may have lost the battle but she’s clearly winning the war. 

In the midst of it all she had already put herself out there. Unsure, unready and so very afraid but she hits download anyway. The whole thing is daunting and the fear inescapable but when is anyone ever ready for anything anyway? So she jumps head first (for once) and heart after. She swipes left aplenty but swipes right on a few and - It’s a match!

She doesn’t know what to think of him at first, ‘cause she left him on read as she plane hopped in June but his interest was engaging and oh so soon they exchange numbers and “Can I call you?” 

His voice catches her off guard - older and more refined and so sure of himself as they spoke of everyday things. And next thing you know they set a date and she’s standing in the movie theatre with a nervous fervor. They’re thrilled by swinging spiders far from home and endless conversation and next thing you know it’s past midnight and she’s found herself intrigued beyond belief. The next few weeks are filled with his smile, his laughter and boyish jokes 

[*sunglasses on, hat on* “This is my running like an actor look” to “Where’d all these cars come from? It’s like the Avengers rolled through, slow down Spider-Man!”]

But nothing excites her more than the way he stimulates her mind [”You know we’re an anomoly, You and I”] 

She finds herself glowing in this connection they’ve created, talking of near misses of years past [”we were both in Langara at the same time!” and “just gonna go back in time and be like see you in 5 years?”] to a soft familiarity as if she’s supposed to have known him before [”I used to fly LA all the time, pretty sure you were my gate agent once maybe twice”].  

But it’s the little things she’ll never forget and the little things he’s done for her in such a short amount of time. From car rides home, Bazzi’s 3:15 and singing to old school jams and Backstreet Boys. And God, he doesn’t know it but boy could he sing. And every time he did, her heart skipped a little faster than it should. 

He takes her to nature, hand-holding, eye-glancing and steal-kissing. And soon enough he feels like summer. From sunrises to sunsets to before midnights and to his handsome cockiness she decides that she likes. “What’s your type?” She’s not sure, she likes what she likes but if she really had to choose he’d be her type. And he tells her that she’s different [”yeah I’m different”] But there’s still a garden in her heart and the walls are very high. They joke that they’re “friends with feelings” but then the elephant in the room was always looming and she knew perhaps it was too good to be true. He chalks it up to “timing,” the invariable third party in the tango of life. 

Her heart sinks a little because he nips it in the bud before anything can really bloom and she thinks it’s a shame because she knows they could be so much more than just g r e a t. And in the end, she wishes he would stay. [”I know what i’m missing out on,” he quietly says] Ah, at least somebody does. 

But she’s never felt this before...as though a missed opportunity had passed them by but she gets it, she understands. God, she understands. He’s always been upfront with his convictions and they still joke through it all and she respects him all the more but damn, what a shame. She hopes they can still be friends, minus the feelings (maybe) because he’s cool enough to kick it but who knows she may never hear from him again...and so it goes, so it shows (See you in 5 years? hah). 

And for a split second she allows herself to play make believe, thinking of the would have’s, could have’s, should have’s they could be. You find someone you like and you roll the die and the hand she’s been dealt had folded too quick - and that’s okay. But there’s always a pendulum swing and what goes down must come back up. So she’s grateful for his charm and the mind he has that she so wishes she could still pick. And the gratitude still wells in her heart for she’s writing again and she has him to truly thank. s i g h. 

So days become weeks and weeks become months and soon it’s half past and then some. It hasn’t been 365, not yet - not quite. It may very well be for it’s been 278 since her all consuming heartbreak. 

But she knows she’s a woman worth pursuing, who grows only in love with herself even more. And a woman who loves herself is deadly for that she is sure. Her resilience astounding, her drive alluring and forever searching from the depths of her world-building soul. It’s hard being a dreamer in a realist world but that’s what’ll make you fall in love with her. She thought she was a woman in search of her word but she’s always known what it was. She may have forgotten for a moment in the midst of all that madness but now she knows she’s truly a work of heART. 

And real love? It does make canyons out of mountains and divide oceans apart. It isn’t just about making someone feel special, anyone can do that. Again, real love is a real work of heART - just like her. And when love finds you, let it in. And when love finds you...let it show, let it grow. Love is made with the fondness of sighs, a perserving sweet and a fire in lover’s eyes. Hardened hearts yet open eyes and a touch of vulnerability sealed with a kiss after a long day’s night. And when the right people come into your life, there’s no such thing as “timing”, no barrier it can’t overcome because when real love finds you...it’s t i m e l e s s and those kind of people are always right. 

She’s still afraid of falling but she’s no longer scared of heights for she knows she can give a love like that.

Hey google, play “Love like That” by Snoh Aalegra

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PRIDE TORONTO;

Through the month of June, Toronto proudly decks itself out in rainbows galore and honours our booming population of LGBTQ2+ residents through events, concerts, fundraisers, and parties galore ! This colourful celebration culminates the third weekend of the month with the PRIDE FESTIVAL, taking place at CHURCH & WELLESLEY, dubbed Toronto’s Gay Village, or just “The Village” by locals. Enjoy a weekend packed with art markets, dance parties, and parades, all showcasing the beautiful, diverse community of people that have chosen to make Toronto their home ! 

DATE: FRIDAY, JUNE 21ST - SUNDAY, JUNE 23 TIME: 12 AM - 2 AM DAILY LOCATION: CHURCH & WELLESLEY  DRESS CODE: There is no official pride dress code, so -- no shoes, no shirt, full service! Want to go topless? Go ahead! Feel comfortable covered in head-to-toe rainbow get-up? For sure! No matter what you choose to wear, make it colourful, and make it yours ! 

SCHEDULE & OOC INFORMATION; 

FRIDAY:

7:00 PM: Street Fair opens* enjoy artisan goods from queer creators around the church & wellesley area. find beautiful art, unique threads, and other goodies lining the streets, all alongside their talented LGBTQ2+ vendors! support your community creators daily friday through sunday! 

7:00 PM: Electric Circus (dance party) kicking off the pride party is the electric circus -- a neon dance party featuring classic anthems, pop, house music, and enough pleather to cover the state of Texas. 

8:00 PM: Trans March begins toronto’s trans march is officially one of the largest, most exciting pride events in the world. stand in solidarity with your trans, non binary, and genderfluid siblings as we take on the streets of toronto, led by this year’s trans ambassador -- gigi gorgeous. 

10:00 PM: Dance Floor Makeout (dance party)  dance the rest of the night away at the dance floor makeout party, located right at the intersection of church and wellesley. lose yourself as toronto turns itself into an outdoor dance club, featuring some of the best local DJs. 

SATURDAY: 

10:00 AM: Family Pride celebrate the strength & uniqueness of lgbtq2+ families and children at family pride! welcome to a fun-filled, rainbow covered fun fair, featuring games, crafts, face painting, story time, and extra special (kid friendly) performances! 12:00 PM: Street Fair opens* 2:00 PM: Dyke March begins unleash your inner dyke goddess during t.o.’s annual dyke march, an especially poignant event as this year marks the 50th anniversary of the stonewall riots. follow us through the streets of downtown toronto as we honour the strength, diversity, and passion of the dyke identity. 

6:00 PM: Drag Ball watch some fantastic queer talent not only from toronto, but from the international drag scene. This year, Brooke Lynn Hytes headlines alongside her favourite sisters, and DJ Kitty Glitter closes out the night!  6:00 PM: Dirty Disco (dance party) join dr. trance for our twentieth year of the dirty disco, bridging the gap between old and new. this year’s vision? ‘destroying racial and sexual orientation boundaries and creating one nation under the house of groove’.

SUNDAY: 

12:00 PM: Blockorama ( stage show & dance party ) welcome to the largest & longest running stage in t.o. pride history. enjoy performances curated by local artist/activist group blackness yes! at a fully accessible stage with asl interpretation.  12:00 PM: Street Fair opens*

2:00 PM: Pride March begins stand loud and proud with more than 200 groups marching together in toronto’s pride parade, one of the largest in north america! overflowing with performers, beautiful floats, and thousands of marchers, this yearly romp celebrates and commemorates the journey of our lgbtq2+ neighbours!  3:00 PM: Final Play (stage show & dance party)  once the parade dies down at yonge and dundas square, stick around for a fierce line-up of live acts, drag, and other international headliners. 

3:00 PM - CLOSE: Last Dance (dance party)  it’s your last chance to dance the day away in the heart of toronto’s pride festivities! consider the last dance a ‘greatest hits’ of local DJs and musicians, all blasting big room beats, Pride anthems, and nu disco until the wee hours of the morning! 

Hello friends ! 

I am so, so, so excited to be starting our first event ! Pride is a festival I hold near & dear to my heart, and it’s so fun to bring it to life here on the dash ! As always, the 6IX’s events are non-mandatory. If you do not wish to participate, simply continue on with your normal threads!  For those who wish to attend the festival,  this event will be lasting for ONE WEEK. From today (Friday, June 21st) until next Friday, June 28th. Plots/threads started within this time frame may be continued past the 28th, but please continue tagging as an event post / dating your threads so other members are aware. 

With the start of this event, we encourage you all to reach out to a member you’ve yet to write with! Events are an ideal way to encourage all combinations of characters, so be creative! 

Playlists, edits, and outfit posts are all encouraged! Most importantly, remember to have fun!  EVENT TAG: #6ixpride

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