#thats probably the best picture I drew this year hands down

[joifee]

Into the cobblerooms

I had to draw bigbs red life skin because iconic

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[im-totally-not-an-alien]

Final Fantasy 7 prompts # 73

1. Puppet! Cloud drops out from a random vortex after his master was defeated. Where did he land?

On Sephiroths office desk in Shinra tower of course. Sephiroth poked him with his pen a few times before Cloud woke up.

"Master!" The blond exclaimed as he wrapped the larger man in a hug. Of course. Of freaking course, thats when Genesis barged in with a stack of paperwork tucked under his arm, (not even bothering to knock mind you!) "Ugh, Seph, you are not going to believe-" the redclad figure stopped in his tracks.

"...this isn't what is looks like."

Genesis wiggled his eyebrows suggestivly, "Sure it isn't." And he was back out in the hall without another word. The soft click the door gave seemed much too loud in the silence and only seemed to add to Sephiroths humiliation.

Thus began Cloud following around his "Master" wherever he went while Sephiroth and the SOLDIERS/Turks did everything in their power to stop him, only to fail hilariously or get beaten up by the (comparatively) petite blond for thier efforts

2. The Holy Trinity encounter Winged! Cloud from the future or a parallel dimention or something and instead of viewing him as a monster they think he's an actual angel and treat him accordingly.

3. Cloud had just finished burying a dead chocobo (may she rest in peace) he had found when he heard a twig snap from behind him.

He reached for Tsurugis handle only to pause when he saw a bright yellow ball of plumage peek out from behind a tree. The blond let out a small laugh. That was by far the fluffiest chick he had ever seen, hells, it was a perfect circle/

Cloud reached down and picked up the baby, "Hello there, are you lost?"

"Kweh!" The little circle cried out and Cloud was quickly surrounded by three other chicks, all wild and overly fluffy. He absently wondered if this was a new breed while they preceeded to peck at him with little effect. He just scooped them up and drove them to Bills place after a ruddementry search of the nearby area.

That was the end of it.

Until he woke up the next morning with three of the chicks sleeping on top of him. The blond was baffled and got up to search for the fourth, only to find it perched on Denzels head, shifting its balance as to not fall whenever Denzel began nodding off, threatening to fall asleep and plant his face in his breakfast.

If Cloud took a picture-or a dozen-no one would have to know

4. A mysterious ailment has been effecting all the creatures Hojo created using Jenovas cells causing them to run amok. With Cloud missing and AVALANCHE busy dealing with rampaging monsters, Denzel and Marlene sneak off to search for the missing blond, but will they find him in time? Or will Cloud be in the same state as the others?

5. Reno found Cloud at a mall in some nowhere town dressed as a girl. He was originally planning to use this as blackmail material before Cloud came out to him as trans.

Now Reno goes out with him and helps him keep his cover...while disguised of course. Wouldn't want anyone to recognize him and- by extention- Cloud.

Besides, if anyone did recognize them, Cloud had full permission to blame Reno and let him take the fall for it.

6. The SOLDIERS apparently had a "Chocobo protection squad" when Cloud was a trooper. He had no idea why Reeve had insisted he read this annoyingly thick file on it until he realized half way through the first page that it was about him

He was the "precious cutie chocobo that must be protected from the evils of the world"

Cloud wanted to burn it on principle...but was too curious to stop reading. Apparently most of the members were still alive and it seems he owes them a great deal, so maybe he should take Teef and the kids to visit some of them. Maybe bring gift baskets...

7. Cloud cursed as he stepped on the edge of his cloak, sending him tumbling down from the path and deeper into the cavern.

Cloud picked himself up from the ground, grateful his goggles kept any of the dirt and debris from entering his eyes.

He heard something from behind him and whirled around to slash at them with his dagger...except there was no one there.

Poink

Oh no. He looked down at the little creatures, wearing cloaks much like his own, only brown instead of the worn black fabric the professor gave them. The blond looked down sadly at the number tattooed on the back of his hand.

Guess I won't be going to the Reunion after all. Shame. Mother had said Zack would be there as a guest and he really wanted to see him again.

Poink!

One of the little creatures- Tonberry- mother supplied - was clutching the edge of his cloak and attempting to lead him somewhere.

Did...did this creature think himself one of them?!

Aka Numbered! Cloud! gets adopted by Tonberrys

8. Hojo waking up strapped to one of his own tables with Cloud and Sephiroth standing over him, grinning like mad men.

9. Au where Sephiroth escaped as a child and fled into the wild and was eventually taken in by the "dead" professor Gast and his wife Iflana

He was "never found" by the Turks and eventually grew up to be a bad ass vigilante.

Cloud shared a similar fate but kept running instead of being taken in, eventually becoming a vagabond until the fateful day when their paths crossed and the pull of Reunion drew them together

10. Enraged blue eyes locked on to the blond. It may have been nearly a thousand years since Shinra fell, but he would know that man anywhere.

Not just anyone could have destroyed a corporate entity as powerful as Shinra and in the span of a single month no less! But he didn't care much about that, oh no.

He cared about the fact that this lovely creature killed him and his fellow firsts and then had the audacity to just disappear into the sands of time, stripping materia of its power and somehow causing Gaias mako to sink deep beneath the soil, never to be seen by mere mortals again. After it did, monsters began appearing less and less frequently, until they stopped appearing at all.

With Shinra so thoroughly destroyed and no other sustainable power available, information and records deteriorated, leaving Shinras history spotty at best and non existent at worse (probably didn'thelp that records seemed to conveniently disappear). Now Shinra, monsters and magic are all considered fairytales from a bygone era.

He and the others occasionally visit the lake that was once the city of Midgar to light candles in honor of all they had lost. Like hell he was going to let the blond escape again. Genesis opened his phone and made a call, "Seph, I found him."

11. Cloud meeting Female Sephiroth. Shes rather impressed that he's completely unaffected by the boob window. It had been the death of many men before him, that was for certain.

Too bad he wants to kill her, she has a feeling she would have liked having him around. Maybe she'd introduce him to Angel's puppy? She had the peculiar ability to befriend everyone she met

12. Time traveler Sephiroth saves time traveler Cloud from the labs with Genesis and Angeal.

Cloud is wondering why Sephiroth saved him and what he's planning.

Meanwhile, Gen and Geal are freaking out and asking annoyingly sane questions, like "Who is this guy?", "Why do you seem to know him so well?", and my personal favorite "Why is there a man being held captive in the labs?!"

13. Lab Experiment Cloud au where teenager Cloud barrels into Sephiroth in the middle of escaping the tower and asks if Sephiroth is his dad.

Sephiroth stops functioning and he just stands there frozen in a full battle stance while Genesis fights and subsequently captures the teenager, who he then promptly kidnaps.

*later*

Sephiroth bursts into the labs and confronts Hojo, asking if he was a father.

Hojo laughs and says "Of course you are! Do you have any idea how many creatures I've spawned with your DNA?"

Cue Sephs mental breakdown and Genesis's rampage on behalf of his friend.

Angeal does his part by babysitting with some office secretaries

Aka: the trinity raising a broody teen

14. Post OG Nebilheim is super duper haunted and Yuffie is NOT okay with that.

Cloud is even less okay and they talk about it while sitting on the roof of Clouds abandoned house...well, the fake one anyway

15. Everyone gets therapy but its from the perspective of a therapist who is %1000 done with Hojo

Bonus: This is actually questions posed by a friend and it helped spawn number 10.

What would Shinra do if Mako where to suddenly disappear? How would that even happen?

Bonus Bonus: What would be the quickest/ most brutal way to take down Shinra and/or SOLDIER? How would the Firsts feel about being completely owned by a stranger who appeared out of nowhere? (This was also my thinking about 10)

Announcement: Due to lack of interest, list #75 will be the final one. Thank you for reading my ideas. It made me super happy!

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[bbrandy2002]

Fools Rush In

Part Seven

I’m participating in Wacky Drabbles prompt #57: There is no happy ending to this.

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairing: Liam x Riley

Series Premise: With two weeks until Liam is to marry Madeleine, the guys throw him a bachelor party in Vegas. After a drunk night, he finds himself with way more than he bargained.

**MC did not exist in Liam’s social season. OC lives in Las Vegas.

Word Count: 1926

TW: Drug usage, std mention, who’s the daddy, and I think thats it.

A/N: Thanks to my lovely prereaders for calming my fears and assuring me this wasn’t terrible. Also, thanks to @dcbbw for an idea she had that I was finally able to put in this.

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Their lips locked together with a pang of intense hunger and passion on a level neither had experienced before.

Liam's fingers tangled through her long dark hair that felt like ribbons of silk twisted around each one while his other palm caressed her sleek jawline.

It wasn't their first kiss or the first taste of the other. Nor was it their first touch or fiery embrace.

But it was the first one they remembered.

And every second her sweet, succulent lips were on his was like a spark igniting over and over again, shooting tingles of heat that rippled from his blazing tongue, down the ridges of his spine, and into the furthest reaches of his curled toes. 

It didn't make sense to Liam—that feeling. That craving. That overwhelming desire to please and shower her with a tenderness that would clear away all the hurts and heartache. To erase that sadness he had just witnessed in her eyes. 

He didn't know her, but he didn't have to. It just felt right.

Something about this woman pressing her slender body against his, melting into Liam's every hold on her while the essence of her freshly washed hair lingered in the air like a crisp spring rain, made him want to protect and care for her. 

The moment she uttered her first words to him the previous day in a crowded nightclub, he sensed it. A connection that had since grown stronger. He tried to brush away that fact because Riley was a stranger he met and married during a drunken night in Las Vegas, knowing the easy thing to do was end it and marry Madeleine. 

Liam didn't want to do the easy thing, though, not when he finally felt this whole. She was like the missing piece of him he never thought he'd find. It was utterly ridiculous to feel that way already. But in his arms, engaged in a passionate kiss with him, was ... his wife. Suddenly he was proud of that.

Riley's hands moved from their grip at his sides, slid up to his broad chest, gently pushed away, and broke the seal they had on each other. 

Through labored breaths, his heart still pounding, he willed himself to speak "Riley. That ... was ... incredible."

Liam drew her close again, his fingertips lightly brushing across her forehead, sweeping stray hairs to the side while he searched longingly into her wanting eyes.

Riley swallowed, wanting more than anything for him to lean down again and place his tender lips against her sentient skin. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him into her closer. She shuddered as his heated breath bounced off the skin that covered her collar bone, and his hand slipped under the hem of her shirt.

It felt so damn good to have a man desire and want her after so long. But it was so much more than that; it was just Liam. 

It was Liam. Which is also why she had to stop.

Riley pulled away again, leaving him to stare at her perplexed.

"What's wrong?" He asked breathlessly.

Her fingers lightly crimped and rolled the bare skin below her neck while she searched for words. What was wrong? She was incredibly attracted to Liam. He had been amazing to her since they met. And oh my God did she want him. But she couldn't shake her thoughts of those 'what if's' and self-doubts. She would never be good enough for him. In her mind, Liam deserved the best, and that wasn't her.

Riley stammered, "I ... um, need to pack." She looked around the living room, still flustered and reeling from their moment together. Tripping into tables and chairs, she let out a random nervous laugh that made Liam's eyes widen, still unsure what the hell was going on as she pranced around grabbing remotes, a vase, and drink coasters.

Liam raised his brows in bewilderment. "Riley? Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes! I'm great. Never been better." Stopping to pick up a lamp, Riley saw the look on his face, staring at the items that had piled up in her arms. She glanced down and chuckled heartily again, clearly high-strung. "What the hell am I doing? I don't need this stuff in Cordonia? Do I need this stuff in Cordonia? You probably have a ton of lamps and coasters already. Am I talking too much? I'm talking too much, aren't I? What am I even saying right now? I'm just going to leave this stuff right here, because ... you don't need them." She paused with a timid grin, then dropped the items onto the sofa with a clang, turned and shuffled out of the room.

Liam scratched the back of his head and uttered to himself, "What in the blue Bianca F. Walker was that?" 

There was more to that outburst than just needing to pack, and he knew it. Riley told him she couldn't make him happy just before that kiss they shared and was seemingly projecting her feelings away from him. It was clear from that kiss that she felt the same way about him as he did her, but was letting fear grapple her heart and mind.

If she was going to Cordonia to save him, Liam decided he'd slay those barriers she built up and save her too.

But why?

Placing the stuff Riley dropped on the couch onto an end table, Liam flopped down onto the sofa. The lustrous rays of a setting sun coming through the window behind him projected a warmth on his back that matched his heart. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and clasped his hands together. 

Riley wasn't perfect and didn't pretend to be, which was refreshing compared to the women he was used to. She knew nothing about Cordonia, how to be a Queen, maybe a bit of a hot mess, and knew very little about him. How could this ever work out?

Liam sat up and propped his head on the back of the sofa, replaying those facts over and over in his mind. So many things could go wrong, he thought as he let out a heavy breath. "But, she's the one."

A half-hour later, Riley fumbled out of her room, rolling a suitcase in both hands, and a carry on bag hung crossways over her shoulder. Liam took both suitcases and assured her he would take care of anything she forgot or needed.

After loading everything in the trunk of the limo, Liam whistled for Leo, who was lying on his back in the neighbor's yard and passing a doobie to an 80-year-old man named Burt he hustled pot for.

He popped up to see his ride leaving then quickly rose to his feet. "That's my bro; I gots ta go." Leo looked down at the man with the long white beard and asked, "Anymore words of advice, Dumbledore?"

The old man stroked his beard then took a hit off his joint, blowing plumes of smoke that faded with the wind. "Never put your hand where you wouldn't put your willy, son."

Leo pondered on those words, then nodded and patted his chest with his fist. "Word."

"Take it easy, Weasley!" The man waved as Leo headed for the limo.

With everyone ready to head to the airport, the chauffeur closed the door behind Liam. 

Liam had a million things he desperately wanted to discuss with Riley, mainly what he knew they both were feeling, but they were at zero hour. He had to prepare his new bride for what laid ahead and her new role as one half of a ruling monarch. Even if only a temporary one. 

Reaching over his shoulder, Liam grabbed the seat belt and snapped it in place. He glanced over at Riley, who was sitting next to him, searching through her purse for Visine to clear Leo's bloodshot eyes. They were starting to scare her. 

She must have felt his eyes on her because she looked back at him in time to see the beaming smile leveled at her.

"You ready, my Queen?"

Riley drew in a deep breath with a shrug; there was a hint of uncertainty, but hope was written in her eyes. "I think so ... my King."

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Drake stared at the picture of three identical little boys who looked like they were ready to raise hell. The photo shook in his hand as the rage in his veins continued to build-up. "That fucker is dead when I see him. So help me, I'm gonna beat the living shit out of Leo."

Drake's phone buzzed in his pocket, and he took it out to read a message from Liam saying they were headed for the airport.

As he relayed the message to Maxwell, they were interrupted by a knock at the door.

Maxwell jumped up to answer it and looked through the peephole. With eyes widened, he turned and gestured with his thumb at the door and exclaimed through a loud whisper, "It's Pinquee Kittee!"

Drake stiffened then shook his head. "What the hell could she want? If she came back for more, she's shit out of luck. My hardware is fried because of that woman." He tossed his phone on the counter next to his wallet and grabbed the pharmacy bags. "I'm gonna go apply my ointment before we go. Get rid of her, Beaumont."

Maxwell nodded then waited for Drake to clear the room before he answered the door. "Miss Kittee!" he greeted with exuberance before shouting over his shoulder, conspicuously, "If you're looking for Drake, he's not here."

The gray-haired woman whose wrinkly face and sagging jawline creased even more when she scowled. Pinquee Kittee removed the cigarette dangling from her mouth and spoke with a husky voice, "I just came for my casserole dish and ..." She reached inside her tube top and held out a credit card. "To give this back to my client. I swiped it during  ... the cunnilingus."

Maxwell’s hands shot to his face as he hurled a little in his throat. Taking a moment to collect himself, he grabbed the card from her hand and inspected it. "Hey, this is Liam's card."

She waved her cigarette wielding hand in front of her. "Not my beef. Now, where's my dish? It's CorningWare. Shit's pricey."

Maxwell turned and walked into the kitchen to get her dish out of the dishwasher, with her following behind.

Satisfied with her item retrieval and a whirlwind of white smoke trailing behind her as she left, Drake crept out of the bathroom a minute later and looked at Maxwell. "She gone?"

Maxwell nodded. "Yeah, she picked up her casserole dish and brought back Liam's credit card."

Puzzled, Drake cocked his head and asked, "Liam's credit card? How'd did she get that? It's in my wal ..." His eyes roamed over the kitchen bar counter frantically. "Where's my wallet? And my damn cell phone?"

They both glanced at the door at the same time, knowing she was most likely long gone by now.

Drake dropped his face into his hands. "This was supposed to be a fun trip, Max."

Maxwell frowned and clapped a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Between the sexually transmitted diseases, a summons for child support on kids Leo most likely fathered, and now your wallet and cell phone have been stolen by your hooker, there is no happy ending to this trip for you, Drake." He pulled the handle of his luggage up. "Come on, buddy. Shuttle's waiting. Let's get you home and rest."

#Fools Rush In #liam x riley #liam x mc #king liam #king Liam x mc #liam x oc #choices liam x mc #the royal romance #choices the royal romance #trr #trr fanfic #the royal romance choices #the royal romance fanfic #bbrandy2002

[gryffindor-quidditch]

If the tide takes California, I’m so glad I got to hold you.

AN: So I’ve been listening to “Till forever falls apart” by Ashe and FINNEAS for the past two days and I needed to write something based on it. go listen to the song because I love it and i wanna hear what others think!!!!

Oct 31, 1981

The sky over Godric’s Hollow was an inky black, with thick clouds rolling overhead. Despite the horrors that had happened not long before, the small town was comfortably quiet, the sound of Hagrid riding away on his motorcycle having faded away into nothingness. Sirius felt a pang of guilt as he thought of Harry, as his godfather he should have stayed with him, should’ve made sure he was somewhere safe. There were more important things to do right now, though. 

His footsteps echoed of the pavement as he walked away from the ruin that was once James and Lily’s home. Sirius Black, usually lead by emotion, who never gave his plans a second thought before jumping in, was completely composed. Calm. Perhaps you could say this was the calm before the storm, but Sirius knew what he was doing, and he knew it was right. That’s not to say he wasn’t feeling anything at this particular moment, because oh god was he feeling everything right now. But, unlike when he let his anger and his pain take control of his actions as a kid, now his grief and heartbreak and unbridled rage bubbled under the surface, not yet taking control. 

He thought of Remus as he walked towards Peter’s flat. He was out on a mission, had been for 2 weeks now, there was no way he could have known what had happened, or what was going to happen. Sirius felt such a sense of longing when he pictured his boyfriend that it was almost enough to turn around right then and let the aurors handle this. Almost. 

“Out on our own, dreaming in a world that we both know is out of our control.”

Sirius thought about how naive they had been to believe all of them would see the other side of this war. Now it seemed only one Marauder would survive it. He didn’t want to die, but he felt certain that as long as Peter didn’t survive either, all would be well. He hoped that maybe Peter would go without a fight, he knew this was unlikely. 

“But if shit hits the fan, we’re not alone”

He started to dread every step he took. Every step closer to Peter meant another step farther away from his future with Moony, from his future where they raised Harry, and everything was okay. Remus was going to think this was his fault, Sirius realized with a jolt. How had he been so stupid as to mistrust Remus? Remus, who held him and took care of him when he had missions go wrong. Remus, who kept his secrets and never judged him. Remus, who had forgiven him for every stupid thing he’d ever done. Sirius knew he didn’t deserve forgiveness for believing he was the traitor. 

“Cause you’ve got me and you know, that I’ve got you and I know”

Peters flat came into view, and Sirius knew that the only way anyone would believe his innocence was if he could get Peter to the ministry to admit the truth. 

As he drew closer to the building, he caught sight of Peter slipping out the side door with a duffel bag in hand. His heart leapt in his chest, relieved to have found his target. In the moment, it doesn’t seem odd to have found Peter so easily, it doesn’t seem planned. Sirius quickened his pace, drawing his wand as he followed Peter down an alleyway. 

Peter walked purposefully, but Sirius caught up to him easily. They had just reached the other side of the alley, which opened up into a busy road when Sirius grabbed Peter by the shoulder and forcibly turned him around. When Peter met his gaze, his expression was not one of fear, like Sirius had been expecting. Nor was it one of regret. 

Peter looked pleased, smug even. 

It was only half a second, a smirk, and an aura of confidence coming from someone who normally reeked of fear and cowardice. This is when Sirius realized he has made a grave mistake. Suddenly Peters demeanor changes, he takes a step back, away from Sirius. 

“You killed James and Lily Potter!” He screeched, the busy street all but came to a halt. 

“If the tide takes California, I’m so glad I got to hold you”

Sirius knew this is not ending in his favor, he’d been played. He knew he will not see Remus again. And as Peter causes a scene on the street, yelling and pointing at Sirius, making accusations that couldn’t be farther from the truth, but that will be believed by everyone in the wizarding world by tomorrow, Sirius thought of Remus. 

He thinks of them at home, in bed, Remus’s gangly long limbs cradling Sirius as they sleep. The smell of cigarette ash, and chocolate. The heat of his body, like a furnace, keeping the cold air from the window at bay. He thinks of kissing his scarred flesh until his blonde eyelashes flicker open in the mornings. Why hadn’t he been more grateful for the time they’d had together.

“And if the sky falls from heaven above, I know I had the best time falling into love”

His world turned into red ash, Peter has fled, leaving only destruction, dead bodies, and a finger in his wake. Sirius finally broke. His laughter poured out of him, echoed through the street.

“We’ve been living on a fault line, and for a while you were all mine”

It had only been a matter of time until things all blew up, he had already known this. The war had been getting worse and worse each day, the Order had been getting progressively smaller. Sirius should’ve known it would be his life that fell apart in the end, thats just how it went for him. He should’ve known from the first day of this war that things would not end in his favor.

Things between him and Remus had been bad for months. Months of distrust, of resentment. He knew after tonight, Remus would never be able to believe that what they had was real. He would believe it was all a lie, just to get close to all of them so he could stab them all in the back. But his relationships with Remus and with James were probably the only things in his life that hadn’t been lies.

“I’d spend a lifetime giving you my heart”

As the aurors stun him and tie him up, Sirius only wishes they had had more time. He longs for Remus and James.

“I swear that I’ll be yours forever till forever falls apart”

His thoughts of Remus are the last happy thoughts he has for 12 years.

“Till forever falls apart”

#wolfstar #sirius black #Remus Lupin #peter pettigrew #marauders era #maruaders fic #James Potter #idk if this is good but whatever #i tried #Harry Potter #remus x sirius #finneas #till forever falls apart

[kissygrayson]

LANDSLIDE: Chapter 2 - Happy Birthday Liam

… in which Y/N and Harry fall in love at university.

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“Are you ready?” Amy asked entering Y/N’s bedroom. Y/N was sat at her desk in front of the mirror. Her makeup was scattered across the desk and a thousand dresses and skirts lay on her floor. 

“The party started already” Amy said noticing her best friend wasn't dressed yet, still sat in her joggers and hoodie. Y/N sighed. 

“I have nothing to wear” 

“You literally have a million dresses right here!” Amy said bending down to grab the few dresses. 

“They're ugly” Y/N muttered, turning in her seat to face her best friend. 

Amy left the room leaving Y/N confused, then returning with a white crop top and and black denim skirt. 

“Wear this, please!” she pretty much begged. Y/N took the outfit then going to try it on in her bathroom. 

“Well?” Amy questioned “Do you like it or are we going to be another 90 years?” she laughed. 

She left the bathroom, a small smile on her face. She shuffled through the boots and shoes beside her bed then chucking on her black doc Martens. 

“Is that you done?”Amy asked with a huff. She felt like she’d been waiting forever. 

“Okay I'm done, can you stop complaining for a second?” Y/N laughed. 

The girls quickly put the essentials into their bags and left their flat. They passed their neighbour Mary on the way out, she usually sat on a seat outside her flat - for no reason really, other than wanting to see the drama that usually happened across the hall between the couple that lived in the opposite flat, Josh and Beth. 

“Hi girls, you both look nice!!” she smiled sweetly, warming her hands with the cup of tea in her hand. 

“Thank you Mary, anything exciting happen tonight?” Y/N asked with a laugh, gesturing to Josh and Beths side of the hall. 

Mary laughed “No not yet, soon though im sure. You guys going anywhere exciting?” 

Amy gave Y/N a look, telling her to hurry up. They where already an hour late. 

“Going to a birthday party, we should get going though. We spent too long getting dressed” Amy said smiling. Mary nodded watching as the girls got into the elevator and left the building.

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The girls finally found the building after searching for so long. They had walked up and down the same street for 20 minutes then realising the apartment was right in front of them. They entered the building hearing loud music, knowing exactly where the party was taking place. They walked up the stairs then coming to face with Liams apartment. A few people stood outside, some smoking, some just chatting and of course a few making out. 

“Shall we just go inside?” Y/N asked Amy. Amy nodded. 

The pair stepped inside a few hundred people cramped into Liams flat, most of them dancing to post Malone who was currently playing from the speakers. They stood awkwardly to the side, Y/N’s eyes searching the crowd to see if she could spot Harry or anyone else she knew. 

“Y/N!” Harrys voice called out as she finished her short search. A smile spread across her face, Harry making his way towards the two girls.

“You guys just got here?” he asked.

“Yeah, took us forever to find the place” Y/N laughed. “This is Amy” she said introducing the blonde to Harry. 

“Harry” he said with a smile in which Amy returned. 

“You girls want a drink?” he questioned. 

“Please” Amy groaned. Both girls then following the older boy to the kitchen where a thousand bottles of alcohol and snacks sat along with a few people. Harry handed both girls a bottle of beer then getting one for himself as they made small talk. 

“So, do you both take the same classes or?” Harry asked followed by a drink of beer. 

“No, Amy’s taking art” Y/N smiled. 

“Wait” Harry paused then shouting “Yo Zayn!” 

A boy around the same age as Harry entered the kitchen, a warm smile on his face and a red cup in his hand. Amy spun on her heel to look in the direction of him noticing he was in her classes. 

“Zayn, this is Amy, she's also taking art” Harry introduced the pair, Y/N shook her head giggling when she realised what Harry was up too. Harry gave her a silly smile telling her to be quiet. 

“Amy, I recognise you!!” Zayn said pulling the blonde into a hug. 

“Please tell me you haven't did the work yet for Monday” she said with wide eyes. The class was to draw something that inspired them, Amy was yet to find that thing, leaving her homework to last minute - as usual. 

“You haven't?” he questioned. Amy shook her head. 

“Follow me Amy” Zayn laughed. Amy looked back at Y/N shrugging her shoulders, Y/N whispering for her to go. 

“Look at you playing cupid” Y/N laughed once the pair left the kitchen. 

Harry smirked “Its what I do best” 

Before Y/N could say another word Harrys phone ringing interrupted the pair. 

“Ill be right back, stay here” he said while running off to answer it. 

Y/N stood awkwardly. She didn't really know many people at the University, never mind this party, so standing alone was her only option. She gave a small smile to the girl stood beside her who just drew her a dirty look back. Typical she mumbled to herself. 

“Have you seen Liam?” A female voice said interrupting her thoughts. 

Y/N looked to her left noticing a brunette that sat behind her in her Friday class. 

“Y/N?” she questioned also noticing the familiar face. 

“Sammie right?” she asked back then offering her a drink.

“Im okay, thank you though. Just looking for Liam, I swear that boy is always disappearing” She laughed.

Y/N smiled “I wouldn't know, you're the only person I know here other than Harry”

“Harry Styles?” Sammie asked taken a back. 

“Thats the one” Y/N smiled, slightly confused. 

“Be careful Bella” Sammie said. Careful? The boy seemed harmless. 

“What?” She asked eyebrows furrowed. 

“His ex girlfriend is a literal pyscho!” She laughed. “No but seriously, they broke up a few months ago and she's bat shit crazy. So please be careful” Sammie finished giving the girl a comforting smile. 

“We aren’t dating, just friends” Y/N awkwardly said. She wasn't sure what to feel anymore. “Thanks for looking out for me though. Do you know where the bathroom is?” she questioned. 

Sammie pointed down the hallway telling her it was the door to the left, then running of to find Liam. 

Y/N made her way along the hallway, passing a few people on her way to which she gave them a small smile. She turned left seeing two doors, opening the first one her eyebrows furrowed. This certainly wasn't the bathroom, she thought to herself. 

The walls where black, a few posters and photo frames scattered the walls. A laptop sat on the desk near the window, a TV and playstation beside it. She took notice of the white picture frame to her right sat on who she assumed was Liams chest of drawers. The picture was of 5 guys, one of them being Harry and another Zayn, the other she soon recognised was Niall and the two brunettes she didn't at all, surely one was Liam though. 

“Y/N?” She heard Harrys voice call from beside her. Harry exited the bathroom that joined to whoever bedroom she was standing in, a confused expression on his face. 

“You okay?” He asked. 

“Yeah sorry, I was looking for the bathroom. I should go” She hesitantly said. Harry took a step closer to her, shutting the bedroom door. 

“Do you really wanna go back out there?” He laughed taking a seat on the double bed. She shook her head with a laugh. 

“I kinda hate parties too” Harry said with a smirk. Y/N took a seat beside him. 

“Arent you supposed to be the bad boy, Styles?” She said returning the smirk. Harry chuckled at the girl, I guess she had heard the rumours. 

“I’m really not as bad as you think” he said. 

Y/N shook her head still smiling “Sure Harry. So why’d you hate parties?” She asked. 

“Sophie is always there, I try my best to avoid her” he laughed nervously, knowing Y/N had probably been warned about her by now. 

“Sophie? Your ex?” Y/N asked confused also worried. Harry seemed nervous now, so maybe Sammie was right in saying she was crazy. 

“Yeah, she's insane” Harry laughed. “But just ignore her” He quickly said making sure the younger girl wouldn't be scared and decide not to speak to him anymore. 

“You haven't dated since her?” Y/N asked curiously.

Harry shook his head laughing “Dated? More like I haven't had a proper conversation with a girl without her evil eyes staring at me”

Y/N eyes widened in shock. Maybe this was more serious than she thought. She’d never been in a proper relationship before, sure there where little things here and there, but shed never been commited to anyone, so she wasn't quite sure how Harry was feeling right now. All she knew was that this boy seemed nervous, scared even. 

“Cmon she can’t be that bad” Y/N giggled trying to lighten up the mood. Harry raised his eyebrows shaking his head. 

“Y/N you really have no idea” he laughed. 

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The pair sat in Liams room - she soon learned it was his room, for the next hour or so, getting to know more about each other. Y/N had learned that Harry had met most of the boys in high school, some of them shared classes with him and the others he played football with. He also hated the university library, calling it fate that she happened to be there the one day he was. She knew from that day in the library that he was soon to take over his fathers company, what she didn't realise was how big a deal that was. His father owned what seemed like a thousand hotels around the world much like her cousin Ollie, most of them in the US, some in Dubai, the UK and the list went on. They where some of the fanciest hotels in the world, only the best of the best could afford to stay the night there. Y/N was shocked. 

Harry soon learned that Y/N had moved from Italy to Oxford to do nursing school. Her mother passed when she was 2 leaving her father to raise her on her own in Brighton, soon she met her step mother when they then moved to Italy and was blessed with two half siblings, Issac and Oscar. They also realised they both adored Fleetwood Mac, Harry claiming he was good at singing then promising he’d sing for her one day - he rarely sang in front of anyone, she must have been special. 

Their meeting was cut short with Y/N’s phone ringing, Amy telling her to meet her outside. Realising that it was now 2am, she waved her goodbyes to Harry, him making sure she knew he’d see her again soon. 

“So what happened with Zayn?” Y/N smirked, hooking her arm in her best friends as they both walked back towards their flat. 

“I’ll tell you everything when we get home. Now you tell me what happened with Harry?” 

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taglist: @vinylhazza @cryinabtharvey

#landslide!harry #harry styles fic #harrystyles #harry styles fanfic #harry styles imagine #harry styles imagines #one direction #one direction imagine #one direction fanfiction #niall horan #zayn malik #liam payne #louis tomlinson

[haikyuu-drabble]

Iwaizumi x Reader | Magazine

uhhh dont we all love iwa.... like a lot.. he makes my heart hurt lmfaooo i like how i said that man i dont like to write when im free but thats not the case at all lmfaooo i just needed inspo

iwaizumi x reader

word count: 1296

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“Iwa-chan~” you sang.

Iwaizumi looked up from the volleyball magazine he was reading and groaned, “Please, don’t tell me you’re going to start calling me that too.”

“It’s cute.” You shrugged, “Oikawa actually came up with a good nickname for you.”

He sighed, “I can’t believe that the two of you get along.”

“I can’t believe that I’ve only met him a couple of times after all these years of him being your best friend.” You replied, “I’ve only ever heard stories of him, and he wasn’t half as annoying as you claimed him to be.”

“He was only like that because you’re a girl.” Iwaizumi replied.

“I mean once you see past his annoying tendencies, he’s really not that bad!” you insisted.

“And that’s why I refrained from letting you two meet for as long as I did.” Iwaizumi mumbled while turning a page in the magazine.

You and Iwaizumi, like Oikawa and Iwaizumi, were childhood friends. However, your situation was a little different than that pair. Your moms were friends since high school, and whenever your mom would go to Iwaizumi’s place, she would take you with her. It was both your moms’ idea of a playdate, but the two of you learned it was just an excuse so they could hang out with each other. You were currently in Iwaizumi’s room, looking at a childhood picture of a smiling Iwazumi. You saw that he was missing his left front tooth. You smiled and picked up the picture, “Do you remember how you lost that tooth?”

He looked at the picture and scowled at the recollection of the memory, “Of course, I do. How could I not?”

You looked at Iwaizumi and grinned, “Mind reminding me of how it happened?”

Iwaizumi grabbed the frame from you and said, “I know you remember it well yourself.”

“How could I not?” you broke out in laughter, “When we were little, you insisted on practicing your pitches with me being the batter. When I was finally able to hit the ball, it headed directly for your mouth.”

Iwaizumi rolled his eyes and continued your story, “Causing my front tooth to fall out. You cried even more than I did that day.”

You frowned at the memory, “You were such a tough kid even then. I don’t remember you crying even a little when it happened.”

“Are you upset that I didn’t cry?” Iwaizumi asked, offended.

“No! It’s not that! At least not a huge reason why.” You laughed, “I guess, I wish I was able to see all sides of you.”

Iwaizumi drew his attention back to the magazine and said, “You’ve probably seen most sides of me in comparison to most people.”

“Most people?” you pouted, “Like who?”

He shrugged, “I don’t know.”

You sat down next to him on the ground and sighed, “Whatever.”

You leaned your head against Iwaizumi’s shoulder, and he could feel his face heat up. Iwaizumi didn’t know when he started to develop feelings for you. He couldn’t tell when he started to realize that you were beautiful when you laughed, or how much he wanted to hug you when you were sad. His absolute favorite thing about you is that you would always look at him straight on. It was as if you were looking straight into his soul, and it made his heart go crazy.

You were getting bored of him paying attention to his magazine and pulled it from his hands, “C’mon, Hajime. You’ve been reading that thing this whole time I’ve been here! It’s been such a long time since I’ve seen you since we don’t go to the same school, and you’re still busy because of volleyball. Spend time with me!”

He sighed and looked at you, “Fine. What do you want to do?”

Your eyebrows furrowed, “Wow, I didn’t actually think this far. I thought you would’ve put up more of a fight.”

Iwaizumi grabbed the magazine from your hands, “Well, if you don’t have any ideas of what to do, then I’ll go back to reading this.”

You sighed, “Okay. How about this? Teach me about volleyball.”

“Teach you about volleyball?” he asked, “You’ve been watching me play since elementary.”

You rolled your eyes, “So I’ve seen you hit the ball and stuff, and I know you’re the ace, but explain... tempos to me.”

Iwaizumi raised an eyebrow and looked at you, “I know you know what tempos are though.”

You grinned and shrugged, “Yeah, but I love hearing how passionate you are when you talk about volleyball! Other than when you’re playing a game, that’s when you look the coolest to me.”

Iwaizumi felt his cheeks instantly heat up, and he moved his eyes to focus on the magazine in front of him. Confused by his silence, you asked, “Hello? Iwaizumi? Earth to Iwaizumi?”

You were frustrated that he was ignoring you, so you grabbed the thin book in front of him again, “Jeez, you’re paying more attention to this thing than me!”

You put it behind your back and stood up. Iwaizumi followed suit and tried to grab the magazine from you. He said, “I was reading that!”

“As if you haven’t read the whole thing already!” you stuck your tongue out.

Even though he towered over you, you were used to it since that’s how it’s been since you were kids. You knew Iwaizumi almost as well as the back of your hand. The only thing that you didn’t know about him as how he felt about you. Of course, you could manage to get him to blush every now and then, but whenever you felt like you would show obvious signs of how you felt about him, he wouldn’t react. Even in the few times Oikawa hand hung out with the two of you, he was first to comment about your obvious feelings for the third year Seijoh ace.

You somehow lost your footing in the midst of trying to get the magazine away from Iwaizumi’s reach, and you fell straight onto the bed… with Iwaizumi falling right after you. If it weren’t for him managing to catch himself, he would have crushed you.That being said, his face was still mere centimeters from your face. But you noticed that his face turned beet red, and he almost instinctually pulled away from you. However, you lightly touched his cheek with your fingertips and whispered, “Don’t.”

Iwaizumi stayed where he was, and you could hear your heart beating. You asked, “Hajime, do you like me?”

He turned his face away from you and said, “This is getting ridiculous.”

Your hand dropped from his face, and he got off of you. You sat up and said, “You could’ve just said no.”

He looked at you and instantly said, “That’s not what I meant!”

You looked down and said, “I’ve liked you for so long, Hajime. I’ve liked you since even before you lost your stupid tooth.”

You could feel tears well up in your eyes, and Iwaizumi slowly approached you, “You couldn’t like a guy like me.”

“How could I not like a guy like you?” you asked, “If I could have stopped by now, I would have!”

“Don’t stop.” Iwaizumi tightly hugged you. “I don’t know what I would do with myself if you stopped.”

You pulled away from him and looked at him, “What do you mean?”

His eyebrows were furrowed, and he said, “I like you, dummy.”

You pouted, “Don’t look so mad while saying it!”

He lightly kissed your forehead and said, “Then stop crying.”

You felt his arms around you shake slightly. He was just as nervous as you. This was real. You couldn’t believe it. You smiled, “You better not regret saying you like me.”

He hugged you even tighter and put his chin on the top of your head, “I’ve had years to back out if I wanted to. Don’t worry.”

#iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi hajime x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #aoba johsai #iwaizumi #iwaizumi hajime #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu one shot #haikyuu oneshot #seijoh

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“Singapore with a singaBORE main” UFC Fight Night: Askren vs Maia preview

Joey

October 20th, 2019

When the UFC signed up to do a multi million dollar stretch of shows in Singapore, I have to imagine this wasn't QUITE on the menu. This show isn't awful but compared to what's coming down the pike with the MSG card, the Vegas PPV, a really solid card in South Korea and such, this card is only worth discussing due to its early start time. Still there's good stuff to discuss here! It's a nifty 11 fight card starting early in the morning with some good HW fights on it and an "intriguing" main event. Let's see what happens.

Fights: 11

Debuts: Loma Lookboonmee, Don'tale Mayes

Fight Changes/Injury Cancellations: 4 (Karol Rosa vs Julia Avila CANCELLED/Jarjis Danho vs Greg Hardy CANCELLED/Yan Xionan OUT, Randa Markos IN vs Ashley Yoder/Brad Tavares vs Ian Heinisch CANCELLED)

Headliners (fighters who have either main evented or co-main evented shows in the UFC): 6 (Demian Maia, Stevie Ray, Michael Johnson, Beneil Dariush, Sergey Pavlovich, Randa Markos)

Fighters On Losing Streaks in the UFC:

Fighters On Winning Streaks in the UFC: 7 (Demian Maia, Muslim Salikhov, Laureano Staropoli, Beneil Dariush, Maurice Green, Ashley Yoder, Sergey Pavlovich)

Main Card Record Since Jan 1st 2017 (in the UFC): 17-19-1

Ben Askren- 1-1 Demian Maia- 3-3 Michael Johnson- 2-3 Stevie Ray- 2-3 Muslim Salikhov- 2-1 Laureano Staropoli- 2-0 Beneil Dariush- 2-2-1 Frank Camacho- 2-3 Cyril Gane- 1-0 Don'Tale Mayes- 0-0

Fights By Weight Class (yearly number here):

Lightweight- 3 (69) Heavyweight- 3 (34) Welterweight-  2 (64) Women’s Strawweight- 2 (28) Featherweight-  1 (53)

Women’s Flyweight-  (31) Middleweight-  (40) Light Heavyweight-  (39) Bantamweight- (53) Flyweight-  (15) Women’s Featherweight- (8) Women’s Bantamweight-  (18)

2019 Number Tracker

Debuting Fighters (37-58-1)- Loma Lookboonmee, Don'tale Mayes

Short Notice Fighters (28-36)- Randa Markos

Second Fight (52-35)- Movsar Evloev, Raphael Pessoa, Ciryl Gane, Rafael Fiziev

Cage Corrosion (Fighters who have not fought within a year of the date of the fight) (22-38-1)-

Undefeated Fighters (38-37-2)- Ciryl Gane, Movsar Evloev

Fighters with at least four fights in the UFC with 0 wins over competition still in the organization (11-8)- Frank Camacho, Stevie Ray

Weight Class Jumpers (Fighters competing outside of the weight class of their last fight even if they’re returning BACK to their “normal weight class”) (29-22)- Michael Johnson

Twelve Precarious Ponderings

1- I've seen some folks who take the Askren vs Maia booking as some sort of punishment for Askren because it's an early morning show overseas BUT let's be 100% fair and point out that Askren spent the better part of the last 4-5 years fighting in Asia and SHOULD have some semblance of name recognition. In this case he probably serves more good as the main eventer on a random Asian show than he does as the 3rd or 4th fight in MSG or what have you. I mean if he doesn't then why did you even sign him?

2- Who is this main event appealing to? I can understand SOME genuine appeal in this fight for the grappling purists out there I suppose but even that feels limited. I just think if you took 100 MMA fans and brought them into a room and said "Would you like five rounds of Askren vs Maia?", the slimmest of slim percentage of them would say "Oh man, love it. Bring me all of that." It's a fine main event pitting name value vs name value and I guess style vs style but the appeal feels so limited. I really hope this isn't what that group in Singapore expected to be paying for when they made this multi-million dollar deal with the UFC for the next five years or so.

3- Even with a win, is Askren officially "done" in terms of flirtations as a #1 contender? Usually a win over Demian Maia takes you right to #1 contender status. In this instance, it feels like Askren is sort of kind of in the Vitor range where anything short of a string of stoppages will keep him firmly from the title picture.

4- Is  Michael Johnson vs Stevie Ray the most random co-main of 2019? I can't imagine it's got a lot of competition for the spot.

5- Laureano Staropoli vs Muslim Salikhov is a really interesting fight for a variety of reasons. For starters, Staropoli has real potential to become yet another solid Argentinian fighter in the UFC's fold. He's 2-0 and coming off a decision win over Thiago Alves in Brazil. He's a balanced striker who seems to excel in those back and forth firefights where he can outlast his opposition. Thats going to be a problem against Muslim Salikhov who is beginning to find his groove in the UFC. Every second this fight stays standing and at a pace befitting of Muslim is a second closer to losing in a most brutal fashion. Can Staropoli wrestle more than we've seen him do so far?

6- If I had a fighter like Frank Camacho, I'm not sure that I'd put him up against a guy who is primarily coming to wrestle with Beneil Dariush. Dariush is going to try to Drew Dobert it except he can't strike as good as Dober so we're setting up for a lot of wall and stall. Thumbs down.

7- If you're not hot on heavyweights, lemme chit chat with you a bit about how some of these HW fights are pretty good:

With the UFC talking about doing a show in France in 2020, Ciryl Gane figures to be an impressive dude to follow. The muay thai stud/Ngannou sparring buddy won his UFC debut without much issue and the French born fighter will be given ample opportunities to show out. Dontale Mayes is the rare THREE time DWCS talent who lost his first fight but won the next two by stoppage. Mayes' upside may be in a role like this as a hard hitting prospect tester. One thing which stood out was how much weight he lost between all three Contenders Series fights.

Sergey Pavlovich vs Maurice Greene is a REALLY interesting fight. Mo Greene was a bit of a gimmick who got the villain edit on TUF but he's fought three times while the winner of the show has pretty much disappeared. Greene hits really hard, attacks from awkward angles, doesn't have good wrestling but has some wacky BJJ off of his back and so far his cardio hasn't been awfl. On the other hand, Sergey Pavlovich has gone from Russian prospect du jour to "maybe he's good?" UFC fighter. Pavlovich's first win was against Junior Albini and Mo Greene's best win as of right now is Junior Albini so here we are. Good evenly matched fight on paper.

Raphael Pessoa vs Jeff Hughes kicks off the show and Huges was considered to be one of the top HW prospects prior to getting into the UFC. To this point he was upset by Maurice Greene (who he had beaten on the regional circuit) and looked to be potentially en route to getting slop stopped by Todd Duffee prior to an eye poke no contest. This is like the bottom of the barrel in terms of opposition and if Hughes loses this one, his career is in deep doo doo.

8- Speaking of Maurice Greene, can we just pretend that he won the TUF season if he wins this fight vs Pavlovich?

9- Enrique Barzola vs Mosvar Evloev is an interesting fight because it pits arguably the most exciting Russian prospect in the UFC under 155 lbs against a really solid featherweight who can do some stuff to challenge Evloev. Barzola's a superb wrestler who has endless pressure and cardio while Evloev has excelled thus far in the UFC as a slower paced grappling machine despite showing more on Russia's regional circuit. We haven't seen Barzola do much counter wrestling and Evloev figures to test that in spades IF he fights like he did in his debut.

10- Randa Markos is still relevant at 115 lbs which feels like a credit to her but also a knock on the speed (or lack thereof) by which this division is advancing.

11- Who has the cardio advantage between Maia and Askreen going into the championship rounds? Gotta be Ben, right?

12- Is this the most irrelevant card of the year?

#MMA #UFC #Askren #Maia

[artificialqueens]

The Ballerina and the B-girl Part 7 (Branjie)

a/n: last chronological chapter of this story! next will be some one shots in this lesbian AU as previously said. Hope you all enjoy and thank you for supporting this story!

Vanjie gave directions to the restaurant as Brooklyn drove one handed, the other sitting on the centre console with her fingers laced with Vanessa’s. Vanjie felt both nerves and total contentment, a renewed confidence in Brooke’s intentions with her. The blonde clearly wanted something more than pure sex out of their relationship, which made Vanessa want to squeal with delight. Everything about Brooke enchanted her, and she wanted to know everything there was to know about her.

The car pulled up in a spot beside a small restaurant and the pair hopped out. Vanessa felt her confidence falter as she judged Brooke’s reaction to her chosen location. The blonde turned to smile sweetly at Vanessa, taking her hand once more.

“I know it’s not much, probably not somewhere you’d go, but it’s my favourite and I wanted to show you” Vanjie blabbed, trying to justify to her date why they were outside a fairly run down building. Brooke brought a single finger up to Vanessa’s lips to shush her, before pressing a quick peck to them.

“Vanessa, you could have taken me to McDonalds and I wouldn’t have thought twice. I can’t wait to see your favourite restaurant, I like learning little things about you and what you like”

Vanjie swooned, how she got so lucky she didn’t know. Here Brooklyn was, the fucking CEO of an evidently affluent company, not caring in the slightest where they ate as long as it was together. The women walked into the joint hand in hand and were given a secluded booth in the back. Brooke looked around with curious eyes, taking in the beautiful detailing on the walls and the appropriately under-the-sea mural painted on the far wall.

“I can see the appeal baby, it’s beautiful in here” she mused, at which Vanjie beamed with pride. Brooke didn’t look at her menu, instead insisting that Vanessa order her usual favourite items. As the basic and reasonably priced seafood tower complete with a little crab and a couple of oysters arrived, the blonde’s eyes lit up and Vanjie felt her heart constrict with adoration. They talked about anything and everything as they ate. It was after they had finished and were enjoying a glass of wine that a certain topic came up that provoked a reaction in Brooke that Vanjie had not been anticipating.

“I got two brothers and we get on alright. My dad ain’t in the picture, just my mum. She and I are best friends, bitch basically called me out of the closet, never had to come out to her trick ass she just knew. You shoulda seen her at pride last year, dancing her ass off!” Vanjie mused about her family. She noticed Brooke stiffen and subconsciously moved her hand on top of the blonde’s.

“They sound lovely Vanessa, you’re very lucky to have them” Brooke replied, not meeting Vanjie’s eyes.

“Guessing you had a bit of a different experience?” Vanessa asked softly, brushing a stray strand of hair behind Brooke’s ear. The blonde took in a big breath before looking into Vanjie’s large brown eyes.

“Safe to say my parents weren’t thrilled when I came out to them, they are both devout Christians. As I’ve never had a girlfriend to bring home, they have just been ignoring that aspect of my life since. Don’t get me wrong, I know that they love me, but I just wish that they would accept me for all that I am. They are so proud of me for all my career achievements, but I know that they have never told any of their friends or my extended family about me being a lesbian because they are ashamed”

Vanjie drew in a sharp breath and pulled the taller girl into a tight hug. Brooke was usually so sultry, confident and unapologetic, and suddenly she seemed so small and vulnerable.

“Well no offence to your parents, but they’re stupid for missing out. You are such an amazing person Brooklyn, and I’m sorry they won’t see all of that” Brooke smiled shyly at that, and leaned in so that her lips were close to Vanessa’s.

“Maybe if one day I was to find a woman that I really liked, someone I could see a life with…someone I could take home and present with pride, then they might finally accept me. Who knows?” she mused wholeheartedly, pressing her lips to Vanessa’s. A spark of something strong hit Vanjie’s chest and she felt on top of the world. Brooke wanted to go for this, she really liked her for real.

“That you saying that you wanna make something outta this Miss Brooklyn?” Vanjie asked softly, the tiniest bit of doubt in her mind. Brooke looked at her with hooded eyes littered with adoration.

“I’m all in Vanessa” she clarified, placing a hand on Vanjie’s hip and pulling the brunettes legs over her lap so that they were draped over her own, “I want you to be my girlfriend. I want to spoil you with everything you could want, I want late night loving and mid day naps with you. I want to take you nice places, I want to introduce you to my parents one day. I want all of you, if you’ll have me?”

Vanjie’s eyes shone with delight, ‘Girlfriend! She wants me to be her girlfriend!’

“Well you’ve got yourself a girlfriend then Mami” Vanjie replied, and with that Brooke connected their lips in another kiss, this one deeper and more heartfelt. Vanessa signalled for the check and before long the couple was walking down the street to the car, hands linked and promises unspoken.

—Much later that night—

Brooke had dropped Vanjie home after a considerable pit stop at her house for the women to consummate their newly established relationship; drawn out and passionately exploring each others bodies. They both knew that with work in the morning Vanessa would have to go home, hence why she was now opening her front door rather than lying cuddled up naked in bed with her blonde bombshell of a girlfriend.

Girlfriend…just thinking of the word made butterflies dance in Vanessa’s tummy. Brooklyn was her girlfriend.

Akeria was still awake, sitting on the couch painting her nails.

“Have a good time Vanj?” she asked, seeing the giddy expression on her best friend’s face.

“She asked me to be her girlfriend, she’s my fucking girlfriend” Vanjie mused and Akeria gave a soft laugh at how pussy whipped Vanjie was.

“I’m happy that you’re happy Vanjie, can’t wait to meet this woman thats got you acting a damn fool” Akeria laughed.

‘Can’t wait either’ Vanjie thought to herself. Anything involving Brooke was so exciting, so new and so exhilarating. Vanessa couldn’t believe what she’d gotten out of simply coming to dance practice early, she vowed to always be early to everything from now on as it seemed to be her lucky charm.

#rpdr fanfiction #branjie #brooke lynn hytes #vanessa vanjie mateo #lesbian au #tw homophobia #submission #the ballerina and the b girl #starsha #dance au #s11

[wintrcaptn]

What Are The Chances | Chris Evans

Summary : While at Disneyland with your closest friends, you bump into Chris Evans. (I suck at summaries lmao)

A/N: This is from my old acct. I am going to repost this series but after chapter two, everything will be different!!! Hope you all enjoy!! 

Adjusting the Minnie Mouse ears, you felt your stomach begin to flutter as you and your four best friends made your way into the front of the park.

The sun was out, high in the sky with little to no clouds. Every flower blossomed, the colors vibrantly popping. Everything was breathtakingly beautiful.

Disneyland was your home. It somehow always made you feel at peace. And also, brought the inner child out.

The moment you step in, you are immediately filled with such joy, and excitement, you can’t help but smile from ear to ear.

“Let’s take a picture by the Mickey flowers!” Rashelle exclaimed.

You all followed behind her, pulling your phones out.

“Whose going to take our pictures?” Penny asked, lifting her glasses up with her nose.

You scanned around until your eyes landed on one of the workers with a camera hanging around his neck. Quickly, you strode over to him and tapped his shoulder.

“Hey, can you take a picture of us?” You asked, motioning over to your girls.

He glanced at you, and smiled. Nodding his head, “yea. Of course.”

“Sweet!” You gave him your phone and ran back to your friends, who were getting into their positions.

“Just stand anywhere.” Addie grunted. “It doesn’t matter.”

Charm and Penny switched spots to get their ‘good’ side. Something they always did every time you went out with them. You just laughed as you rolled your eyes.

“Okay, ready?” The guy asked.

“Yep!”

He snapped a few pictures from your phone, and one with his camera.

“Here you go.” He smirked.

You took the phone and glanced at the picture that lit up your screen. It was a little too bright, which made it look like you and Rashelle both had your eyes closed. But with only being there for two days, you shrugged it off and slipped the phone into your pocket.

“Alright, what do you bitches want to do first?” Charm asked, fluffing her hair with her hand.

“Let’s go on space mountain!” Penny muttered.

“No, let’s ride Indiana jones.” Said Addie, as she fixed the straps to her bag.

You were walking behind them, shaking your head, a smile forming on your lips. They could never agree on anything.

“How about Rashelle and I get fast passes for space mountain, while you girls go wait in line for Indiana jones?” You exhaled, looping your arm with your best friend.

They all nodded, getting their tickets out to hand them to you.

“Okay. Just call me when you are walking back. I’ll keep any eye out for you.“ Addie stated.

The three girls went towards adventure land as you and Rashelle started toward tomorrow land. One of your favorites there.

"It’s so hot!” She spewed, fanning herself. “How am I suppose to find a boyfriend when I’m sweating?!”

You let out a giggle, rolling your eyes. “It’s Disneyland! There are people from all over the world.”

“So? More to choose from.” She smirked. “Who knows, you might just find your Prince Charming.”

“Yea, when Captain Hook flies.” You snorted. “Besides, I’m not looking for anything. I just want to have a good time with my best friends and that’s it.”

“Whatever you say.” She chuckled.

“No one can handle all of this!” You cackled, as you playfully strut across Main Street.

“YAS girl! Work it!”

You glanced back at her, belting out into laughter until you crashed into broad shoulders, that almost knocked you off your feet.

Immediately, you pulled yourself together, feeling panicked. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t-”

The moment you balanced yourself and looked up, your breath hitched to the back of your throat.

“Don’t worry about it.” He smiled, his hand gently on the small of your back, scanning you over. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

You shook your head, still gazing into the depths of his alluring blue eyes. Here you were standing right in front none other than Chris Evans. The guy you drooled over for years since you first saw him on Not Another Teen Movie.

Rashelle watched the entire thing with her eyes wide. She couldn’t believe how close you two were and how worried he was over you. It was like part of a movie playing before her.

You were finding yourself leaning more into him, feeling the warmth of his body against you. You were so close to him, all you could inhale was his scent, which caused your heart to race.

His lips curved more the longer he stared, his hand never leaving you until he realized how long he had held you to him.

He cleared his throat which brought you back to reality.

“Well I’m glad you’re okay.” He chuckled.

You took in a deep breath and shrugged. “I’m glad YOU’RE okay, since I’m the one who ran into you.”

“Trust me, I’m fine.” He looked down at you, not able to tear his gaze away. There was just something about you that drew him to you. Like a chemical reaction. Chris couldn’t shake the feeling.

“A beautiful girl like you can run into me, anytime.” He smirked.

And just like that, your stomach dropped.

“Uncle Chris!” A little boy called from behind, running over.

He turned around, and flashed a cheeky grin, extending his arms out until the little boy ran straight into him. “Hey buddy.”

“Mommy said we can go on Astro blasters!” He cheered. He looked at you and Rashelle, and for a moment, felt shy.

“Sorry, this is my nephew, Miles. It’s his birthday today. Right kiddo?” Chris muttered.

Miles nodded, leaning his head against Chris’ shoulder as one hand clutched on to his shirt.

You smiled up at him, and scrunched your nose. “Happy birthday!” You exclaimed. You could just tell how shy he was. “How old are you? Twenty-five?”

His lips twitched, as he shook his head.

“Mm. Oh I know, you’re forty-eight, huh?”

Miles chuckled to himself, still shaking his head. The wall he had up, was slowly coming down. “I-I’m this many.” He exhaled, putting all fingers up into the air.

Your eyes grew wide as you dropped your jaw, pretending to be so surprised. “Wow! Five? That’s so cool!” You muttered. “I hear that’s the best age.”

Chris watched the way you interacted with his nephew. Which only drew him in more.

“So Miles, what’s your favorite ride in Disneyland?”

“I like the pirate ride! Where we go on the boat and see the Pirates! And then we go down super fast!” He exclaimed. “And there’s guns and treasures!”

You flashed a soft smile, hearing the little boy go on about why he loved it so much. There was something about a little kid talking about something he enjoys that makes it so interesting.

“Yea! That’s my favorite too. And the Peter Pan ride.”

Ethan glanced up to his uncle then back to you. “That’s my mommy’s favorite ride too!”

Chris chuckled, shaking his head.

“What’s your favorite Disney movie?” He asked.

You pondered your thoughts for a moment, and sighed. “Oh that’s a tough one!” You stated. “I love them all! I’m a HUGE Disney fan.” You leaned a little closer to him. “I’m probably the biggest Disney fan in the world.”

Chris huffed, stopping you right at that moment, his finger in the air as he pursed his lips. “I don’t think so.” He muttered.

You furrowed your brows, looking at him. “What?” You chuckled.

“You’re not the biggest Disney fan.”

“Oh really? Then who is?”

He flashed a smile, and pointed his thumbs to himself. “Me.”

A chuckle fell from your lips, as you crossed your arms over your chest.

“Laugh all you want, but it’s true. I know everything there is about Disney. I know all of the songs, the movies, even the years they came out–I come out here all the time.”

“Thats funny. Me too. You can ask anyone. Disney is life.” You giggled.

Rashelle, belted out into laughter, “it’s true! This girl would rather watch a Disney movie than go out and party. I mean, she’s watched tangled at least a hundred times, maybe more.”

You shrugged your shoulders, “see. I told you.”

Chris locked his gaze with yours, his smile growing by the second. “Fine, then let’s see who the biggest fan is.” He muttered.

For a moment you scanned his face for bluff, until you noticed he was serious. “What do you have in mind?”

He pondered his thoughts for a moment, until he turned on his heels and looked back. “Scott! Hey–Scott, come here bro.” He called out.

Rashelle leaned into your ear slightly squeezing your arm. “Dude, Chris is definitely flirting with you.” She whispered.

You hushed her, shaking your head. “What? No, he’s not.” You chuckled.

The guy that Chris had called for, strode over to Chris’ side.

“This is my brother, Scott.” Chris said, still holding his nephew in his arms. “Scott, this is–” he paused, looking to you.

“Y/N, and this is Rashelle.” You exhaled.

Chris smirked from the sound of your name rolling off your tongue. Finally, a name to the face. One he would never forget.

Scott flashed a smile, quickly shaking both of yours and your best friends hand. “Nice to meet you, ladies.”

“Alright, so Y/N here ‘claims’ to be the biggest Disney fan–which is bullshit.” Chris quickly winced, covering Miles’ ear. “Crap, sorry buddy.” He put his nephew down, and patted his back.

“Anyways, I need you to ask us a few tough Disney questions. Whoever gets the first few right, wins.”

Scott belted out into laughter, clutching his stomach. “Oh god!” He cackled. “Okay–okay fine. Anything specific or can I just make them up?”

“I-I don’t know, just something not so obvious.” Chris exclaimed.

His brother thought for a moment until something came to mind. “Okay, Who teaches Mowgli the bare necessities of life?”

“Baloo!!” You both yelled, feeling the competitive side of you coming out.

Chris glanced at you, a smile plastered onto his face as you chuckled.

“What?” You giggled.

He shrugged his shoulders, “N-Nothing! I’m just–” he snapped his gaze to his brother. “Alright, next question.”

Scott smiled, “sheesh, you two must really want to beat each other.”

“Just ask the question already! We don’t have all day!” Chris cackled.

“Fine!” Scott threw his hands up, “which hand is replaced by a hook on Captain Hook?”

Your eyes grew, “ahh I know this! Peter Pan is my favorite movie!” You exclaimed. But for the life of you, you couldn’t remember which one it was and it was driving you crazy. “Crap!” You groaned.

Chris furrowed his brows, squinting his eyes as he winced. “Um, left?” He drawled out, not certain of the answer.

“Correct!” Scott cackled.

“Dammit! I knew that one too!” You pinched the bridge of your nose, feeling disappointed in yourself.

“It’s okay Y/N, you’re just not that big of a Disney nerd as I am.” He winked.

You pointed your finger into his chest, and pursed your lips. “The game isn’t over yet, buddy.”

He let out a chuckle, “you’re right, it isn’t. But it will be soon. When I win.”

Rashelle raised a hand, grabbing your guys attention. “I have one.” She stated. “Who was the first Disney princess?”

Chris took in a sharp breath, “shit, wasn’t it–”

“Oh Snow White!” You cut him off.

“Hey! I was about to say that.”

“Well, you took too long.”

Rashelle’s phone went off before he could say another word, which made your body jolt.

It was Penny.

“Hello?” She breathed.

“Where are you guys?!” She asked. “We are about to get on the ride!”

“Okay, we are coming.” She muttered. “We will be there soon.”

The call ended, and she quickly placed it into her pocket.

“We have to go.” She stated, pulling on your arm. Looking at the boys, she sighed. “It was nice meeting you guys!”

You looked up at Chris. Your eyes locking as he flashed a soft smile. You honestly didn’t want to leave, especially since talking to him and being around him somehow made you feel whole. But everything has to come to an end, right?

“Come on! The girls are waiting.” She exclaimed, pulling you along with her.

“B-Bye!” You yelped. Just one last glance, until you spin around and followed her to adventure land. Leaving Chris with his brother and nephew.

He watched you until you faded into the sea of the crowd. Wishing you didn’t have to go. He dug his hands into his pocket, feeling a bit bummed.

“They were beautiful.” Scott muttered.

Chris snapped out of his trance, and turned his attention to his younger brother. “Yea they are.”

“Who knows, maybe we will run into them again.”

He slowly nodded, the thought giving him a small piece of hope. “Yea, maybe.”

Miles tugged at Chris’ shirt. “Uncle Chris, that girl forgot her Minnie ears.”

Chris looked at his nephew and furrowed his brows. “Oh yea, Looks like she did!”

In that moment, he felt lucky. Lucky that his nephew noticed the ears, lucky that now he has a reason to go after you and return your item.

“Hey, Scott. Watch Miles okay?” He said.

Scott took the little boys hand, his brows scrunched together. “Where are you going?”

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[shadow-gear]

And with out further adieu, I present you the first chapter in whatever this is that I am writing

Chapter 1

They say the world would be better without magic, that magic is the root of all evil. The thing is, humans will always find something to latch onto, and blame, for their own selfish reasons. They can never look past their self indulgence and see that they are the cause, their rapid expansion of kingdoms and their endless wars always end up hurting the other races that have to live with this cancer, so thought, Detective Amzer Bright. His tall slender Tiefling form towered over the crime scene. The flashing lights from the police cars blocking the alley flashed across his wet blue skin. He looked up as the rain began to fall more, causing what remaining cigarette he had left to finally burn out. He sighed as he took the butt of his cigarette from his mouth and flicked it down the street.

“Do we know who this bloke was?” He asked his partner who arrived at the crime scene about an hour before him.

“We do sir, it appears he was the Mayor of Black Hallow. His name was…” She trailed off as she quickly stumbled through her notes. The rain continued to fall down as big drops hit her notepad making the pages stick together. Her long white hair drenched in water reflected the building lights. Adie was a good kid, Amzer had to give her that. He was reluctant at first to take on a partner so soon after his last one, but something about her changed his opinion. Those piercing glowing golden eyes seemed to reach into his soul. It could be because she was an Aasmir and he was a Tiefling. Historically speaking, they shouldn't be getting along. He remembers the first time Adie walked into his office foundly. Adie walked right in and sat at his old partners desk like it had always been hers. He let out a small smile, uncommon given his personality he lets show at work, as he heard her outburst of success finding the page she needed.

“Here it is, Leo Schifter. Human, male, age 31. According to the sheriff, he came into town about 2 months ago and declared himself Mayor with promise of bringing Black Hallow into a busy tourist town.”

“Well it looks like someone wasn't ready for spring break.”

Amzer kneeled down next to Leo and looked him over. Leo’s expression tells Amzer that he was attacked by surprise, he was frightened by whatever he saw. Leo’s cold blue eyes stared up into the sky as rain fell and rolled off them.The body has yet to smell, could be the rain keeping the smell down, either way this murder was recent. The multiple puncture wounds across his chest seemed to coincide with small weapons like a short sword or a dagger. No magic seemed to be involved, Amzer was relieved. He noticed Leos shoes seemed to be a bit muddy, odd, considering they are in a paved ally. He noted this detail for later review.  He waved his hands in a rhythmic fashion as arcane symbols flashed at the tips of his fingers. A translucent purple hand fades into view, he commands it to search the body. The purple hand thoroughly searches the body first, starting with his shoes, then the pockets, then all the way up to the mouth. As the fingers gingerly open Leo’s mouth, thats when Amzer notices something. A piece of paper seemed to be stuffed in his mouth. The translucent purple hand takes the paper out and floats to its caster. Amzer takes the folded wet paper from the hand and hands it to Adie by holding it with two fingures.

“Found something.”

Adie quickly takes the paper from Amzer “Was that magic, sir? I thought we needed authorization from….”

“I won't tell, if you won’t.” Amzer slyly says to Adie with a wink.

Adie unfolds the piece of paper, expecting to see some kind of note, but is greeted by a drawing of a flaming skull with a green snake crawling through the mouth and out the right eye socket. She shows it to Amzer waiting for his input. He returns with a shrug of his shoulders and turned back to look at the body. Adie folds the paper back up and sticks it into her notebook as she stands up.

“I suggest we talk to the sheriff and see if he knows anything. I met him earlier when I first arrived here. Something felt off about him, I had that feeling again like last time.”

“Do you want to take the lead on this then?” Amzer asks as he stands up while dispelling his magic. He could feel Adie’s golden eyes staring at him before he could confirm his suspicion. A smile appeared on her flawless olive skin face and he knew she was excited. This is what she was training for, to be a real detective and lead, not some lacky who follows. He believed she was ready, it has been a year since they became partners. He watched her walk back to the entrance to the ally and he soon followed shortly after. The police that guarded the ally moved aside to let the two detectives through then moved back as soon as they passed. The rain seemed to bounce off the pavement, it was really starting to come down hard. Amzer does a rhythmic motion with his hands, slightly different than before as arcane symbols seem to flicker at the tips of his fingers. The rain around the area of Adie seems to hit an invisible surface and fall around her keeping her body dry. She doesn’t seem to notice as she continues walking.

Black Hollow, a thieves town, some may call it. Most of the buildings have fallen apart and are only held together by driftwood found by the near by lake that are used for patch jobs at best. The buildings around Black Hollow are mostly log cabin type produced by the nearby lumber mill, due to the heavy taxations the residents can't afford repairs. There are some brick buildings in town but most of them have fallen into disrepair and the only one left standing is the tavern. One can tell that this town really has been let to rot but out of this carelessness a community has grown and made it its own.

Amzer noted the one tavern that serves as an inn. This tavern sits in the center of what the locals call the shopping district. The shops are not buildings but more tents lined along a long stretch of road lined with crumbling buildings. One of them that is still left standing is a three story building that is the tavern and across the street is a decaying temple that once served as a place of worship to one of the old Gods. Amzer wondered why they were called out here to investigate a dead mayor in a dying town. This was a bit of a stretch for the kingsguard, especially since Athewen doesn’t control this far out anymore. Its been 50 years since they had control over this town. Something smells of foul play, but he’ll play along for now and let Adie take the lead.

After what felt like hours of walking in the rain, Adie suddenly stops, motioning to Amzer to stop as well. She looks down the ally to the left of her and then takes off running. Amzer tries to stop her before that happened but he was getting slow in his age. No choice but to follow her, he makes his way down the damp dark alley.

“Why did you run off like that?” He asked while pulling out another cigarette. As he lights his cigarette with a match, the glow of the flame out lines four small silhouettes. Luckily, Amzer can see in the dark from his heritage. He never really liked to acknowledge his deadbeat infernal dad for all the shit he did to his mother. The one good thing he did get out of him was good eyesight. Those small silhouettes soon became clearer and he could see they were only children.

Dirty, wet, and scared children was not on the list of things to deal with today. The four children seem to be a mix of races, one was a half orc around the age of 12. Short and chubby boy with his skin a light shade of green. One of his tusks could be seen holding down their top lip. In front of him, shielding the small boy was a tall slender human girl. Short blonde hair with a scar over her left eye. She looked around the age of 15, the oldest it seemed. The other two in the back were twin gnomes. Short brown hair and purple eyes that have seen far more than they should have at their age. They also look around the age of 12 or 13 in human years. They appear to be less dirty than the other two, maybe a recent addition to the group. The half orc child inches closer to the human girl and looks up at her.

“Shroud, are they here to take us away?”

“I won't let that happen.” Shroud says staring at Amzer. “We wasn’t doing anything wrong, you hear. I won't let you take my family away from me, not again.”

“I saw them tagging the same picture that was on that note we found on the mayor on that wall behind them, sir.” Reported Adie, ignoring Shroud.

Amzer pushes pass the kids towards a brick wall. He held up the note that was stuffed the mayors mouth, it was indeed the same picture. What does it mean and why are these kids spray painting it on a back alley. He glances back at the kids who are now in a defensive stance.

“How do you know of this drawing…..Shroud, was it?”

“Yeah,” Shroud says trying to be tough, brushing her arm against her nose. “Why are you so interested in some native art?”

“Native art? Are you saying this death omen is a popular art piece around here?”

“N-No,” Shroud stuttered. She was clearly trying to backtrack. “It's my own personal design I use. You could say it is my call sign around here.”

Amzer wasn’t buying it, but that wouldn’t stop him from humering her. He turned around to face Shroud who was now standing in front of the half orc, protecting him. Amzer lifted the note with the same skull art in front of Shroud.

“So you are saying, you drew this. We found this at a murder scene, in the mayors mouth. If what you are saying is true…..”

“Sir.” Adie interjecting, with a stern look on her face. Amzer quickly glaces up to her and saw the look on her face. He did it now, brought out her bad side. He’s going to hear about this one later for sure, probably going to have buy her dinner for a week again. He quickly looked back to shroud, ignoring Adie golden eye stare.

“If, what you are saying is true, I can safely assume you killed the Mayor.”

Shroud glaces down to the ground, her face in rage with anger. She clenches her fist for a short while before relaxing it, the anger slowly fading away she finally quietly speaks.

“The drawings not mine. I found something similar at the old church ruin. It was partly faded and I thought it looked cool so I started tagging walls across town with it. Soon it became our family’s crest, and I marked it at places we hit. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? STUPID.”

Taken back by the sudden outburst from Shroud he couldn't help but smile. This little girl has some spunk in her for a street rat. He pulls out his wallet and takes out some money and gives it to Shroud.

“It's not safe here for you, or your family. Take this and get yourself to the capital. Find a man named Frank Heavens, he will be in North Viffin. Tell him Amzer sent you. He will get you a meal and a place to stay.”

“....You are pretty nice, for a tiefling I mean.”

“I get that a lot, now go.”

Shroud happily takes the money and gathers her family and the eventually leave the alley. Amzers looks at Adie who is still watching the kids leave, her long white hair soaking the heavy rainfall as his spell ends.

“She’s right. You’re a good man, Amzer. Even if you don't believe it yourself. Your past, or your heritage, that doesn’t define who you are. That's why you wanted to be a detective was it not? To help the victims that didn’t have a voice?”

“Maybe so. We should get going. The Sheriff is not that far.”

They walk out of the alley and head towards the sheriff's office. It doesn’t take them long to get there. As they walk closer to the building they hear two men shouting. It sounded like a heated argument that was coming to an end.

“I know it was you, where is my auditor?”

“For the last time, it wasn’t me. All you have is shotty evidence at best, and you are blinded by the fact that you never liked me when we first met.”

        “That may be the case but I have my reasons. I'm not leaving this town untill I find him, mark my words.”

Amzer and and Adie enter the building as soon as one of the shouting men were leaving. They awkwardly get out of the man's way to find that the station was empty besides the Sheriff who was just ready to sit back down in his chair.

“What was that about?” Amzer asks while holding up his badge. The Kingsgaurd badge was nothing special. Just a black leather wallet with a gold emblem of the kings crest. Which in its own right was the most detailed object on the badge; a winged Lamia with several silver daggers pointing down under each wing. The Lamia itself was heavily armored while crawling up a long silver sword.

“My boys told me you detectives would be coming about. Sorry about that mess, just a disgruntled local. I assume you have questions to ask about the Leo?” The Sheriff asks as he sits back down in his chair. The interior of the building was a lot smaller then Amzer thought when he saw it from the outside. There were no rooms either, it was an open floor plan with several desks about with the jail cells in the back of the building. The sheriff’s desk seemed to be in the front of the building overlooking the cells and other desks. It almost reminded him of a classroom the way things were laid out.

“Yes, uh, Sheriff Steelchaser was it?” Adie asks flipping through her notebook. Sheriff Steelchaser looked human but Amzer knows in this world, looks can be deceiving he thought, looking at Adie. Sheriff Steelchaser was around the age of 50 with a receding hairline. His brown short full face beard and hair had specks of gray, probably stress due to the job. Sitting down Sheriff Steelchaser was probably around five foot six.

“My father was a Dwarf, but I ended up inheriting a lot of my mothers traits, which is why I look mostly human and tall. Ended up taking on my fathers drinking habits though.”

“Haven't we all.” Amzer responded with a soft chuckle.

“Sheriff, I heard you were a recent resident here in the town of Black Hallow?” Adie questioned.

“Yes, the Mayor was a good friend of mine back in Furness. You see, I was part of the Queensglaive at the time. I wasn’t really doing much at the time other than a glorified seat warmer. Leo offered me a deal and I took it. I left the service of the Queen and made a life for myself here.”

“Did Leo have any enemies?”

“Yeah, the whole town hated him for the tax increase and the lies he used to justify it. Everyone knows he used the taxes to increase his salary. I mean have you seen town hall?”

“Mark the whole town as suspect.” Amzer jokingly told Adie.

“Do you know anything about this drawing?” Adie asks while showing the sheriff a sketch in her notebook. “It was found on the Leo’s body, it might have something to do his murder.”

“There was a gang, or cult, depending on the sources you talk to. It was mostly used to mark safe houses or meeting spots. A local group of kids have been going around using it lately.”

“We ran into those group of kids on the way in, is this a growing problem?”

“I’m a bit embarrassed to say this, but with the lack of support from the Empire I don't have the personal to cover all these missing person reports. Folk seem to keep disappearing around here and leave there children on the streets. In fact, I was even surprised you Empire folk are even down here.”

“Are you not the one who called us in?” Amzer asked in disbelief.

“No, I assumed the Empire didn’t take kindly to a murder close to their borders.”

“Thank you for your time Sheriff.” Amzer quickly respond while putting away his notepad

“Sir, we….” Adie looked at her partner with a confused look.

“We’re leaving Adie. Sheriff, we will be in touch as we continue our investigation.”

Amzer and Adie hastily make their way out of the Sheriff’s building. Outside they see the other man who they met coming in. A small man with an average build, around his late 40. He had black slicked back hair and a clean shaven face. Definitely human. He spotted them walking out and started to make a beeline toward them.

“I’ve been waiting for you to come out. You are Kingsgaurd are you not? My name is Gunner Anderson, I work for the King as well, in a way. You see, I am in charge of the division that handles everything relating to taxes or the lack thereof. I sent one of my best man out here because I suspected the Mayor of evading taxes. About a week before my mans report was to be sent, he disappeared. No one around town seems to remember him even being here, and I know that Sheriff had something to do with it. My auditor had a suspicion and now he's gone.”

Amzer sighs heavily. “We really don…...wait why are you looking into tax evasion? Black Hollow is not part of the Empire.”

“This town may not be part of the Empire now, but it once was and still is being taxed by them.”

“Very well, we will look into this matter as well. What was your auditors name?”

“His name is Dorhik Bilner. He's a Gnome, quite friendly, can't miss him.”

“You head back to the capital and give your report to the King. Adie, it seems our stay may be longer than planned.”

Adie nods in agreement “Where are we heading now sir?”

“I’m curious about that old church. It could be promising. I’ll go check it out. Why don't you go check the the Mayor's house and see if there are any clues there.”

“Yes, sir.”

#Ashley writes #so this is the first chapter #if you guys want more #i can keep posting chapters when I finish #maybe make a thing out of it #im not a good writer by any means #but its fun to get my ideas out

[justanotherboyinblue]

65 Questions You Aren’t Used To

1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you?        nope!

2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you?       maybe like a 0.3

3. The person you would never want to meet?       any person in any form of the government ever they’re Scary

4. What is your favorite word?      love, for more than just sappy reasons i promise akgjb

5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be?       cherry

6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought?      the only time i look in the mirror is when i wash my hands so i don’t really Look In The Mirror. i thought i looked nice, by that my hair was greasy lmao

7. What shirt are you wearing?      dark gray cub cadet

8. What do you label yourself as?     C on f u s ed

9. Bright room or dark room?       dim room

10. What were you doing at midnight last night?       uhhhhhh i had just finished watching. something with mother 

11. Favorite age you’ve been so far?         i haven’t really had one? each year has been better than the last

12. Who told you they loved you last?        Alexis, because No❤️️ my mother doesnt count

13. Your worst enemy?        boredom

14. What is your current desktop picture?        a screenshot of my friend Ryver standing on top of a minecraft build with a sign that says massive shmeat because Obviously

15. Do you like someone?       i do! two someones actually but the second most likely won’t go anywhere

16. The last song you listened to?        currently listening to golden by parade of lights

17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?         oh i think you know where this is gonna go :D

18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face?        pick literally anyone in my family

19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do?          .....there are. probably minors following me so im not gonna answer that

20. What is your best physical attribute? (showing said attribute is optional)        i feel like it’s a cliche to say my eyes, but i really love my hair too

21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do?          Oh My God I Would Kill Someone To Be Cis. look in the mirror and Cry

22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it?        not that im aware of

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of?          i feel like spiders and the existential dread of global doom isnt unique so,,

24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal.         alright lemme put you on smn right now, rally’s mother cruncher sandwich, but with a Fresh and not soggy brioche bun, actual campfire sauce, a slice of melted havarti, and you’re in heaven

25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it?         I Will Put It In Savings And Not Touch It Ever because spending money makes me very anxious and also cry :)

26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go?       askjbdga like it’s hard, nevada obvi

27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. “Be brand-specific” it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don’t drink booze there’s something you can figure out… so what’s it gonna be?       something mixed and fruity, maybe svedka? the strawberry lemonade because that sounds like it slaps 

28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place?         if you’re a republican you’re getting fed to the sharks

29. What is your favorite expletive?         i feel like fuck is just so Versatile, but bitch is a close second

30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno?         a usb with every file i’ve ever saved, including all of my pictures going back four years

31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?         oh boy there’s a lot of options here. either a thought i had once that i will Not disclose, or a piece of information i have about father

32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world!           sounds like me tbh. either norway or switzerland 

33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back?         Cat Cat Cat Cat Cat- :DDDDDD my cat Trinity that passed two years ago

34. What was your last dream about?       couldn’t tell ya. i meant to write it down but i did Not

35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]?        the first thing that popped in my head was listener, and yes!

36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital?        luckily no

37. Have you ever built a snowman?       many!

38. What is the color of your socks?        white and gray

39. What type of music do you like?         oh anything and everything! upbeat with guitar and im sold

40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets?        sunsets

41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor?         m i n t

42. What football team do you support? (I will answer in terms of American football as well as soccer)        ew

43. Do you have any scars?        yep!

44. What do you want to be when you graduate?        either bookstore owner or interior designer, im not sure yet. maybe work in a kitchen?

45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?         i want to be Cis goddammit

46. Are you reliable?        absolutely! if i care for you

47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be?         do we ever find a family that stays?

48. Do you hold grudges?        oh Absolutely. if you fuck up big enough im never letting that shit go

49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create?       is it too much to ask for a pegasus

50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had?          the intricacies of public school boys and their obsession with cold war russia and any world war

51. Are you a good liar?         100%

52. How long could you go without talking?        does out loud to myself count? because i do that a lot. if im depressed or just. tired then a good few days

53. What has been you worst haircut/style?        chin length bob. why did i think that was a good idea. 12 year old me is Quaking 

54. Have you ever baked your own cake?       not cake, but ive done cupcakes

55. Can you do any accents other than your own?       not Well 

56. What do you like on your toast?          butter and cinnamon sugar, or a good cherry jam

57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of?          gears for inktober day 3 babeyyy

58. What would be you dream car?        any ford f150 or a solid 67 chevy impala

59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain.        not in a While. i don’t think so???

60. Do you believe in aliens?       i Do

61. Do you often read your horoscope?         never in my life

62. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet?        very fond of m

63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons?       is this even a Question. dragons obviously

64. What do you think about babies?       disgusting vomit spewing lizards, and thats an insult to lizards

#long post #tw cursing #meet the blogger #Knox's ask games #tw death mention #tw animal death mention

[ltjlily17]

To be young and in love in New York City...

Do you flush the toilet with your hand or your foot?:

I literally picked this survey because of how STEAMED this question makes me. You people are seriously walking on the dirty bathroom floor and then using that shoe to flush toilets? The same toilet that I’m flushing with my hand and then touching the bathroom door with? What exactly are you accomplishing there? You’ve actually made the toilet handle more gross and then just touched it anyway on the door. Come on, common sense.

What is your Myers-Briggs Type Indicator? 

Man, I don’t know. I’ve like taken this thing online but for the life of me cannot remember what the results were. Theres a type of person that knows what these things mean, and I’m the other type, ha.

Do you read any blogs? If so, which ones?: 

No? Do people blog? I read peoples survey responses on Tumblr. 

Where do you typically buy your clothes?: 

The internet. Almost exclusively, even before the pandemic. So many places that carry plus sized clothes online, just don’t in store, or have such a tiny selection it isn’t worth it. I’m looking at you, Anthropologie.

On a scale of one to ten, how healthy do you eat?: 

Um, 5 maybe? I have celiac disease and I stick to a dedicated gluten free diet, so thats healthy. Currently, I am gestating and have some serious food aversions, so I eat whatever I want when I want it. 

What do you think is the most valuable college major?: 

I think the most valuable depends on what is right for the person. 

Which book(s) should I read this summer?: 

Summer is over homie. May I suggest some Stephen King for fall? The Outsiders feels kinda fally to me. Rebecca, for sure. 

Would you rather have curvy legs or skinny legs?: 

Curvy. I don’t think my legs could be anything else, but curvy appeals to me more anyway.

Do you believe in ghosts? If so, have you ever seen one?:

My friends and I did see a man who was somewhat unexplainable once, but I still can’t say I believe. I really just belive when you die that’s it, so it kind of rules out the possibility of ghosts. Just people ascribing fears to something.

What is your favorite game show?:

None, lol.

How many times a day do you use the restroom?: 

I am currently 30 weeks pregnant, so every 30 minutes, ha ha.

How much fruit do you eat on a given day?: 

Not a lot. My husband buys a lot of fruit, but I rarely eat it. Right now, most fruits makes me wanna barf, but thats just a pregnancy thing.

What was the last thing that made you cringe?: 

Hmmm. I don’t know. It’s been awhile since something made me cringe I guess. I’m not around many people these days.

What is your favorite 80s movie?: 

DIRTY DANCING

What time did you go to bed last night?:

12:15.

Do you have your own car?: 

Yes-ish. Feels weird to say, but we just bought a car and both my husband and I are on the loan, so in the banks eyes it belongs to both of us, ha ha.

Do you own a romper?: 

I bought one once and have no idea why. I never wore it. Why would anyone want a garment that requires basically stripping down naked to pee? Also, I don’t know that I’ve ever seen one that didn’t look like the shorts weren’t too short and possibly giving a front wedgie.

Who was the last person who drew you a picture?: 

Koehler, my best friends son. It was Pusheen, but in different pokemon types. Very inventive. Hangining on the fridge.

When someone takes your picture, do you smile with mouth open or closed?: Oh man, either way it just always looks like I’m uncomfortable. 

Be honest -- do you floss?:

No. I have this permanent bottom retainer that is cemented in and requires some special loop thing to get floss under it and I absolutely never bother. I should, I know.

Five years ago, what did you want to grow up to be?: 

Hmmm, I think I was thinking about becoming a project manager around that time. I thought about it for a bit, then did some research and got a lot of study materials so I could study for a certification. After a year or so, I got certified and then left the place I had been working for 15 years to become a project manager. And I hated it. Ha.

What do you want to be now?: 

I do not know what my future holds professionally. I’m getting ready to have a baby, so I’m not going to get a new job any time soon. I think I’d probably prefer to just continue handling our real estate projects and not go back to the corporate life.

Would you rather hold a scorpion or a snake?: 

Scorpion, I think. I don’t want to touch a snake and I’ve held a tarantula before and I feel like thats probably similar to a scorpion.

Can you do the splits?: 

When I was younger.

What is your favorite type of personality in a person?: 

Down for anything, spontaneous.

How about your least favorite?: 

People who subtly let on that they think they are better than everyone else.

What is your favorite breakfast cereal?:

I don’t really eat cereal. Every once in a while, I’ll buy a box of Reese’s whatever they ares and eat them dry like a snack. I don’t do soggy so def no milk.

How do you usually get your exercise?: 

I don’t. Ha ha. 

Who are your godparents?: 

No one. 

What is your favorite ice cream flavor?: 

Cookies and cream. 

Are any of your siblings married?:

I don’t have any siblings. My husband has two brothers, but neither is married.

What does your phone case look like, if you have one?:

I am testing fate and do not have a phone case. It’s like once you no longer enjoy the phone, why have a case?

What is something about you that the opposite sex finds attractive?:

I think my strong will or sassy nature.

What are your three favorite girl names?: 

Well, we are naming the baby Clementine, so thats the favorite.

What are your three favorite boy names?: 

I really liked Archer for a boy.

What do you usually put in your omelettes?: 

Feta.

Have you ever tried to go vegetarian? How long did you last?: 

I was pretty close to being vegetarian growing up. I just didn’t like the taste and texture of 99% of meat.

What kind of exotic animal do you think you could keep as a pet?: 

I wouldn’t because I know it wouldn’t be fair to them. But man, I’d love to have most anything as a pet.

If you could be any kind of building, what would you be and why?: 

A craftsman style house. Attention to detail, homey, maybe some secret passages.

What is your favorite type of dog?: 

I’ve got this corgi and hes pretty great.

What is something you can draw really well?: 

Hmmm. I don’t know. I’ve never concentrated on just one thing.

What is your favorite fast food joint?: 

I don’t really eat at any fast food places. They don’t really serve gluten free food.

[daddiesmonsterboi]

Kinky Quiz

·         1:Kitchen Counter, Couch, on top of the dryer? All of the above – beds and floors and against walls.

·         2:Your last sexual encounter: Good or Bad and why: It was really good, and was with my mister! He touched me and pet me a lot.

·         3:A fictional person that you think would be good in bed: Ummm I think about this a ton – maybe Terry from Brooklyn 99 because he’s SO STRONG and also very gentle? Now I’m blanking on everything I’ve ever read or watched.

·         4:Something that never fails to make you horny: That Dom voice, or being told what’s going to happen, most power play stuff

·         5:Where is one place you would never have sex: the beach – even though I have I wouldn’t do it again. SAND, sand everywhere!

·         6:The most awkward moment during a sexual experience? I mean, I drew blood once? Not on purpose? Not in a kink situation, just like, vanilla, getting to know you sex. That was rough.

·         7:Weirdest thing that ever made you horny: OH MAN, I am the prince of weird boners. Ever since Scar and Hexus’s voice in their animated movies, to like a LITERAL SIDEWALK that had spray paint on it? There was green paint that said “hole” with an arrow, and I was like, “What if I was like, ON THIS SIDEWALK with this sign and exposed… and and…Essentially I am a mess.

·         8:What is the best way to sexually bind someone: Meh, anything that gets the job done. Rope, cuffs, chain, cage whatever you want.

·         9:What is the fastest way to make you horny: Add dirty talk/power play into the situation, mix and repeat.  

·         10:Top or bottom? I am currently mostly a bottom/sub, but have topped in the past. I think I’m 85% a bottom, with occasional mean top thoughts and impulses.

·         11: Ever get caught having sex? Yes, but like, just roommates coming home sort of thing. Also boarding school. That was worse.

·         12:Is one orgasm enough? Are multiple orgasms necessary?  I think it depends on the type of orgasm and the situation. Sometimes the first one feels like a warm up orgasm, and other times I would melt if I tried for another, so I guess? It depends?

·         13:Something that you have hidden in your room that you don’t want anyone to find: Not much really, I guess my mister’s little blade for knife play, but I don’t really care.

·         14:Weirdest nickname a significant other has ever called you? Sir has a ton of nick names for me, riffing on my name, but none of them are really weird. An ex called me her muse a few times and that made me like, SO ILL.

·         15:Two things you like [or dislike] about oral sex: Like: when it’s paired with other stimulation. Dislike: I’m sometimes self-conscious about it, and it can sometimes be triggering

·         16:Weirdest sexual act some has performed [or tried to perform] on/with you: Like, sucking my toes? But that wasn’t really weird, it was just tickly.

·         17:Have you ever tasted yourself? [If no, would you?] [If yes, what did you think?] Yup, kissing folks who have just gone down on me.

·         18:Is it ever okay to not use a condom: Sure, if your partner(s) consent to that and you both are aware of the potential risks, why not?

·         19:Who was the sexiest teacher you ever had? Okay, I get crushes on teachers like woah. I’ll say my high school’s bio teacher.

·         20:A food that you would like to use during a sexual experience: I’m not really into food during sex.

·         21:How big is too big: When it hurts?

·         22:One sexual thing you would never do: Not into scat or anything to do with actual animals or minors.  

·         23:Biggest turn on: These days, probably power and personality.

·         24:Three spots that drive you insane: My bum, collarbone, aaand back

·         25:Worst possible time to get horny: During a presentation? Yay discreet boners

·         26:Do you like it when your sexual partner moans: Yes please

·         27:Worst sexual idea you ever had: Bondage with shoelaces? Kids are dumb

·         28:How much fapping is too much fapping: When your hand starts to cramp

·         29:Best sexual complement you ever got: You’re my good boi.

·         30:Bald, landing strip, Jumanji: I don’t really care, as long as I can get all in there

·         31:Is it good sex if you don’t cum? It really can be

·         weird… where did 32 go? somewhere

·         33:What your favorite part of your body: huh… I don’t know. My lips maybe?

·         34:Favorite foreplay activities: General touching, telling me all the things you want to do, bondage,

·         35:Love (>,<, or =) Sex For those of us who don’t remember our math thats “greater than, less than, or equal to] Meh, I think they are different things entirely and can be joined or not.

·         36:What do you wear to bed? Sometimes jammies, but I mostly wrestle them off in my sleep so wake up NUDE

·         37:When was the last time you masturbated: A couple of days ago with my Sir

·         38:Do you have any nude/masturbating pictures/video of yourself? Yus

·         39:Have you ever/when was the last time you had sex outside? I totally would again, and the last time was in a tent in the woods!

·         40:Have/would you ever have sex outside? Yes I would!

·         41:Have/would you ever had a threesome? Yes please and often

·         42:What is one random object you’ve used to masturbate? Ummm, a pillow? Kind of boring.

·         43:Have/would you ever masturbate at work/school? I have, but then again I used to live at my school so…

·         44:Have/would you ever have sex on a plane? Probably not

·         45:What is one song you’d like to have sex to? Most things by Rhianna, thumping music with good bass and a sexy beat.

·         46:What is something nonsexual that makes you horny? The rumble of a bus, the power and vibration sometimes just get to me

·         47:Most attractive celebrity? I think Lucas from the Cliks is a stone fox

·         48:Do you watch gay/lesbian porn? why/why not? I have, more gay porn these days than lesbian. I like to switch up what I enjoy because my sexuality is all over the place.

·         49:If a child was born on the occasion of the last time you had sex, how old would that child be right now? A day old!

·         50:Has anyone ever posted nude pictures of you online? Yus, with my permission.

·         51:What is one thing that NEVER makes you horny? Apathy, bigotry

·         52:Do you have stretch marks? (How do you feel about them? Has anyone ever had a problem with them?) I think I might have a few, and I don’t mind them I guess. No one has ever really mentioned them.

·         53:Do you like giving head? (why/why not) I have to be in the right mood, but when it’s on, I really enjoy it.

·         54:How do you feel about tattoos on someone you are interested in? I love them.

·         55:How would you feel about taking someones virginity? I’ve done it in the past – I would be pretty hesitant at this point in my life. But if we knew each other and they wanted that, I would work with them.

·         56:Is there any food you would NOT recommend using during a sexual encounter? Most things – I don’t really mix food and sex.

·         57:Is there anything you do on Tumblr that you would not like your significant other to see? Nope

·         58:Do you own any sex toys? (what is it? (how long have you had it?) I have a bunch! Some straps and insertable toys, my plug and tail, my chest harness and some floggers and paddles and thwappy toys and thunky toys and our little blade and and and

·         59:Would you give your significant other unrestricted access to your Tumblr for a day? Sure

·         60:Would you be offended if your significant other suggested you get plastic surgery? Probably a lot

·         61:Would you rather be a pornstar or a prostitute? Hmmmm I think it would be good to mix the two and be a sex worker who made media and worked with people

·         62:Do you watch porn? Yup

·         63:How small is too small? No such thing

·         64:Have you ever been called a freak? Why? I don’t think so.

·         65:Who gave you your last kiss? My Sir this morning before work!

·         66:Would you switch phones with your significant other for one day? I guess so – it seems impractical

·         67:Do you feel comfortable going “commando”? Not so much

·         68:Would you have a problem with going down on someone if they hadn’t shaved their pubic hair? Nope

·         69:If you could give yourself head, would you? Probably not, I’ve got stuff to do

·         70:Booty or Boobs? Probably that booty

·         71:If you had a penis/vagina, what would you name it? DOOMBRINGER, or like, Cap’n Snugs

·         72:Have you ever been on an official date? Yeah! I like dates

·         73:Have you ever cheated on someone? (Why?) Yes, for complicated reasons.

·         74:If you were a stripper, what would your name be? Jacque Coqlette

·         75:Have you ever had sex in your parents bed? (Would you?) NOPE

·         76:How would you react if you found out your parents had sex in your bed? I would be so confused 1) How are you in this state? 2) You’ve been divorced for 20 years 3) what the hell?

·         77:What was your reaction the first time you saw a penis/vagina? SO scared, SO intimidated, SO happy

·         78:If you had a penis/vagina for a day, what are five things you would do?  UM

[tinywriter2018]

Chapter Six 

Weiwei brought her scolding hot coffee  up to her lips.  Her anger suppressing the pain she was feeling.  

“I mean, how could he say that to begin with?  Jump out a window!”  She slammed the empty cup down scaring Hao Mei.  Shanshan was nodding her head.  

“Feng Teng did the same weird thing to me as well.  He asked to expose my neck and allow him to drink from it.  In a book shop!  I thought the older you are the more sense of decency.”  Both sets of eyes landed on Hao Mei who merely looked at them with wide eyes.  

“What is it?”  Weiwei asked.  

“And you two didn’t do what they asked?”  Both of them scoffed.  

“Of course not!”  

“I would never!”  A course of anger hit him.  

“You do realize that Vampires have compulsion.  They were trying to compel you into doing something yet you still didn’t do it.”  

“What?”  Shanshan gripped her mug tighter.  Her knuckles turning white.  

“Its why vampires have never been caught or outed before they wanted to be.  They can quite literally make everyone forget they were even with you.  Wipe a memory, make you more complicit.  Easy for them to get blood, less fighting.  If vampire wanted to make you think you could breath underwater they could do it.  All they have to do is make eye contact and put in some sort of ‘force’ or something in order to make you do what they wanted you to do.”  

“Like jedi mind tricking?”  Weiwei put out.  

“Not like jedi mind tricking...okay maybe like jedi mind tricking.”  Hao Mei smiled, turning to Shanshan a sudden realization coming over him. “That’s why the German’s couldn’t one up you.  You video called with them and their compulsion wasn’t working.  Thats how you find out they were stealing, the figures didn’t match with their words.”  Shanshan looked at Weiwei.  Her hand reaching out for hers.  No matter what, vampires could never make them do anything they didn’t want to do.  

“Why can’t be compelled though?” Shanshan asked.  Hao Mei shrugged.  

“I don’t know.  For that you might need to ask the vampires who were trying to get you do things.  You two have a super power.”  He smiled into his latte.  “Use it wisely.”  

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Weiwei knew he could sense her.  If not he could definitely smell her, hes proven on multiple occasions that he was aware of her presence long before she ever made it to his office door.  She had gotten a few looks from the night shift vampires.  A concerned look from Yu Banshan who she merely brushed aside, telling him she wasn’t quitting.  She knew she couldn’t go to bed until she had answers.  Weiwei had already waited a week, without getting him to talk to her. 

“Miss Bei?”  She heard Xiao Nai call from the other side of the door.  Taking in a deep breath in, she entered more determined then when she had arrived.  His eyes weren’t even on her when she entered.  They were focused solely on the papers and stack of files she had laid out and labeled for him earlier that day.  “Can I help you?”  

“Why haven’t you asked to see me since...since the incident?”  He flipped another folder open, going through a spreadsheet.  

“I didn’t need to see you.  Your work as been perfect and there was no need to speak to you.  Also I’ve been keeping my distance, just how I promised.”  

“I never asked you to keep your distance, I asked that you forget it happened.”  

“Everytime we seem to meet something bad happens to you.  I thought it would have been in yours and my own best interest to not be near you.”  His voice was more mater of fact then it should have sounded.  Weiwei sat in the chair in front of him.  Her arms crossed, while he continued to ignore her, quickly typing away on an email.  He didn’t seem to mind her being there, not bothering to ask her to leave.  

“Why were you trying to compel me?”  His fingers paused, hovering over the keyboard.  “Did you know I wouldn’t do as you asked?  How could have known when even I didn’t?”  His eyes finally met hers.  The piercing gaze, made her heart rate excel just by a beat or two.  

“You know Feng Teng, my boss.  He had tried to compel Shanshan, yet it failed.  The older you get the stronger the compulsion, it still didn’t work.  So he suggest I try on you, due to your blood relation.”  

“So you didn’t know it would work on me?”  

“No.”  

“So you were going to let me jump out a window if it did.”  Xiao Nai shook his head.  

“I would have stopped you the moment you tried to break the glass with the chair.”  Xiao Nai leaned back, his gaze never leaving her.    

“Then why did you try to compel me to kiss you?”  She watched his eyes dart down, his hands clasp together slightly tighter, before responding.  Suttle fast movements she barely caught, yet saw him almost nervous.  

“I’m a vampire, do I need to have reasons?”  Weiwei’s eyes narrowed in a glare.  

“You said it was my skill as a hacker that drew you to me, but I don’t remember hacking anywhere in your business area before.  In fact I made it a point to stay away from the majority of Vampire businesses.”  He tapped his fingers on his desk.  His eyes finally glancing, the smile gone, a seriousness to him that she had yet to see since that night he helped her in the coffin.  

“You smelled sweet.  In all my years, I’ve never smelled someone as sweet as you do.  Virgin blood is sweet because it’s untouched by drugs or alcohol, but yours...the sweet smell is different.”  

“So you did bring me here to be what those men said.  As a blood bag?”  She finally said the words she didn’t want to say, yet knew it was true. 

“I don’t take pets if that’s why your asking.”

“I just find it hard to believe that-” 

“I kept you around because I appreciate your talent.”  He interrupted whatever thought was going to come out.  “Unlike my maker I don’t lie or cheat my way into keeping things I want.  I work hard for it.  I was raised to earn things not to expect them to be given.”  Weiwei stood up.  Holding her arms close to herself.  

“I’m not some thing  you can earn or win.  Sir.”  She bowed quickly, leaving him there.  Xiao Nai stood up from his desk, his fists clenching, his gaze watching her leave.  He felt his body react, almost every fiber of his being begging to run after her, taste her, make her his.  But he was taking his Maker’s advice.  He had to be sure, if it was her or the blood calling him.  

♣♥♠♦

Shanshan clutched the piece of scrap paper with the address on it.  Her gaze fell on the half burned remains of a house.  The cab driver waved at her before driving off.  She had made Yu Banshan promise to inform Feng Teng of her destination.  Shanshan knew this was the only way to truly get his attention.  Walking through the rusted iron gate, she found herself moving around broken pieces of furniture.  The front door off its hinge, she walked into the once great room.  If she focused enough she felt like she could picture what it once looked like.  It would have been breathtaking to be hold.  Bending over she picked up an old half burnt photo of Feng Teng and Xiao Nai.  The black and white photo showed them in tailored suits and hair only popular during the 1910’s.  Both looked professional and grim.  Looking around, she realized that he probably hadn’t been back here in years, why would he, it held only death and destruction.  

“Are you lost little thing?”  Shanshan felt the hair on the back of her neck rise.  That wasn’t the voice she had been expecting.  His was deep and luring, seductive.  The voice that had spoken was mocking and hauntingly eery.  Before she could turn around his teeth had sunken into her neck, her legs growing weaker by the second.  She tried to fight, but it did nothing.  As soon as he started he stopped.  His voice hissing in her ear.  

“Mine!”  He yelled, pulling her back.  Shanshan lost her balance, collapsing on the floor.  She felt the blood trickle down the side of her neck. The gapping wound he left raw and open.  Feng Teng was a blur, grabbing a broken wooden leg, he jabbed the wooden stake through the vampires heart.  She watched her attacker fizzle away to a pool of blood and sludge.  Feng Teng was over to her faster then she could blink.  Lifting her up slowly, she reached up, tracing his teeth with her fingers.

“Pretty.”  She whispered, the white glistening.

“Shh, little one, he got you good.”  With every breath she took, a new stream of blood came out.  Lifting his own wrist to his mouth, he bite off some flesh to expose his own.  Dropping it to her lips, he nodded his head. 

“Drink, you’ll feel better.”  She went to protest, but he shook his head.  “You won’t turn into a vampire, I promise.”  Shanshan took slow slips of his, feeling the warm liquid flow down her throat.  After a few sips he pulled his wrist away, titling her head to the side to watch the hole close, the bleeding stop.  The smell had over taken him.  Bringing his lips down, he licked the remaining essex of blood off of her neck.  The taste was more then what he could have bargained for.  It took everything in him, not to drain her right then and there.  Standing he wobbled on his feet, a sensation he hasn’t felt in thousand of years.  He was ‘drunk’.  The feeling came as soon as it went.  Not enough blood to keep in him drunk, but enough he knew he wanted more.  Helping her stand, he shook his head, the blurriness in his eyes gone.  

“I think I better take you home kitten.”  He said, wiping his blood from the corner of her mouth.  

“You saved me twice.”  

“I saved your friend, not you.”  

“Feng Teng I-”  He shook his head. 

“Home, this isn’t the time or the place for us to talk.  You can’t be here anymore.”  

“I”m not a child!”  Feng Teng gave her a wicked smile.  Reaching around he tugged her waist pulling her flushed up against him.  Catching her hand in his, he brought it up to his lips, a simple kiss on the back.  

“I know that.  Would you like me to take you to my real home and show you?”  He took enjoyment watching the blush spread across her cheeks.  “I didn’t think so.”  Picking her up, he held her close, while avoiding the rotting blood and flesh that had been her attacker.   

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[artificialqueens]

Meat and greet (Trixya) ~ Evelyn°c

AN: I saw the fic challenge and i was truily inspired. Somwhere along the line i associated Anatomy, Flawless and Crispy with a cannibal AU. Its a weird concept, and the fic ended up going on alot longer than i expected. Also its set in England for some reason. ENjoY!!,!.!

Dear Yekaterina Petrovna Zamolodchikova

You are cordially invited to the annual feast of baroness needles, and we would be delighted to have you cater for the event. Im sure you are already aware of the guests unconventional tastes and trust you will prepare each dice of meat to the highest quality. We await your reply, and presence at the table.

Yours faithfully, Alaska~ ~

Of corse the invite was no surprise. It had been this way for the past four years. She’d chopped, diced, seasoned and minced food for the best. Baronesses, Countesses, even Queens.

Katya took another glance at the finely inked words on the parchment in front of her. She rolled her thumbs over the flat surface of the paper, it felt like it was probably worth more than her entire existence.

The words burnt into her mind. Unconventional tastes. Thats certainly one way to put it. Nothing about this was conventional. She choked the rising feeling of dread back down into the pit of her stomach as she looked up from the paper to the stone structure ahead of her.

She found herself on the infamous driveway of Sharon’s mansion. Anybody who was anyone had been here, gawking at the archaic stone structure and probably questioning their decision to visit. The sunrise casted a silhouette of abject terror over Katya.

The nicest way to describe it would be intimidating, but even this was a push. The walls were draped in ivy and lichens, spilling from each crevice, crack and gargoyle the mansion contained. The stone itself was less of a grey, more a stained black, presumably from the years of moss swallowing the building. Twisted trees with dislocated branches splintered in the distance, bearing no leaves.

The thick fog rolling over the valley didn’t exactly ease the atmosphere either. Katya began her trudge up the drive feeling the gravel underfoot envelope her heel with a satisfying crunch, the feint buzz of light coming from the tinted windows just visible as it soaked into the mist.

The only thing spookier was probably Baroness needles herself.

Katya felt the sting of cold air knife her as she grasped the edges of her jumper, knuckles turning white. She let out a drawn breath before finally making it to a large regal door, equipped with a bronzed knocker in the shape of a serpents face. She ran her hands through her frizzy blonde hair taking in the feeling of deja vu.

The cook gave a brief knock, awaiting a response. Of corse Alaska or Sharon themselves wouldn’t answer, it would be one of their various butlers unfortunate enough to find employment there.

Katya leaned on the frame of the door, observing the landscape. Thorn bushes never yielded any type of flower in the vast courtyard, and any pond with once running water was reduced to a thick mass of brown and black algae. Sharon had inherited the mansion but god knows how. Her chats with Baroness needles were normally limited to food preparation, so much of her past was unbeknownst to Katya.

Alaska on the other hand was a more sharing individual. She’d stop by the mansion kitchen every now and then, maybe ask for advice on what colour to wear then and wander off. Katya could only imagine what drew Alaska and Sharon to marry in the first place, but she had a feeling Alaska’s lust for money had some role in the matter.

Nothing about Alaska and Sharron’s wealth was subtle. They flaunted it. Every social event, every gathering, they wore crowns and jewels supplied by countries Katya couldn’t even pronounce. They threw events left right and centre, but this event was special.

Not because the guests were royalty, not even because of the excessive amount of cash being flaunted. It was special because the dish Katya would be serving was human flesh.

Admittedly, this was an acquired taste, but Katya was never one to judge a pallet, especially that of the richest people in the country. She liked to treat it as any other dish she prepared. Any other shank of lamb, any other belly of pork.

Katya could picture the stiff pale body in the middle of the cold metallic table. She could picture the apron she’d been so used to, draping around her form, covered in copper blood, rusted and brown. She could picture the blank milky eyes staring into Katya’s blue ones, eyelids peeled back from de-hydration.

She had become accustomed to the anatomy of the human body very well at this point. She knew what flesh tasted good with what kind of wine, and what parts were rendered useless and chucked outside for the crows. She could recite every meat cleaver in order of size and tell you the best one to use for cutting cartilage.

Alas, each calculated chop and stab still brought up a question in her mind, no matter how hard she tried to shove it down. How did they die?

Of corse Katya didn’t kill the victim herself, thats just immoral. Her best guess is that Sharon sourced dead bodies from a local morgue or something, but the bodies never looked a day over 30. Whatever they died of wasn’t old age.

Though morally twisted, Katya found herself in this position every year. She never stuck around to eat the specially prepared meat, her clothes just didn’t match the high fashion atmosphere. She looked like a pebble in comparison to the diamond encrusted corsets and gowns.

Why would this year be any different? For starters, a butler didn’t answer the door, Sharon did. The Baroness instinctively grimaced at Katyas apparel after looking her up and down.

“Hello to you too” Katya sniffed after a few seconds of silence, turning her attention from the courtyard to the well dressed woman ahead of her.

No surprises, Sharon was clad head to toe in black, pale skin in stark contrast, creating the visage of some sort of undead leather fetishist. Her pupils were two pin pricks, sharpened further by the shadow that engulfed her eyes.

She looked behind Katya, scanning for other people in the way only a paranoid cannibal would. “Katya, do come in” Sharon spoke through her jagged teeth, gritted into an obligatory smile.

Katya stepped into the confides of the mansion. whilst the exterior was more than grim, the interior screamed sophistication and wealth. Her eyes were first drawn to the long velvet staircase, a rich shade of red with gold lining. Katya could picture the grand entrances Sharon had probably indulged herself in over the past few years.

The room was a warm hue of red, lit up by a glass chandelier just overhead. Paintings strung up around the wall depicted past and present queens, a good deal of them a participant in the annual feast. Katya shuddered, picturing gravy dribbling down chins with the noise of crunching bones and fat filling the dining hall.

The pair entered the front room as Sharon began to furrow her brow almost instantaneously. “Look there’s been some trouble with the…meat”

“How much trouble can dead meat cause? Did it bite you?” Katya joked, feeling the gust of wind slam the door behind her, causing her to jump.

“Theres been some trouble getting the meat” Sharon spat back, rolling her eyes. She began pacing the room, rubbing her temple instinctively. “Ive got too many people coming tonight, i can’t tell them they aren’t getting any food…”

Katya shrugged, making her way over to the shelves to observe the various taxidermied creatures on display. “So ill just cook up some beef. The posh bastards will never know the difference”

“Katya, they’re paying thousands to eat human flesh, if its not somebody else’s they’ll eat mine” Sharon sighed, looking up at one of her many paintings.

“I don’t know what you want me to do about it, we could cook Alaska?” Katya laughed, poking a particular stuffed racoon apprehensively, only half listening to the baroness.

“For god’s sake I’m being serious, my reputation is on the line!” Sharon yelled, lacing a hand through her white hair, balling her fist. She looked tense. Sharon’s expression cleared slightly as she began to approach a startled Katya. “I need you to do something for me.” She spoke with a hint of desperation.

Katya backed off a little bit here, bumping into the shelves. “No way you aren’t eating me, back up” She said frantically, raising her hands in front of her.

“Not you dipshit”

Oh.

“Then who?”

The baroness narrowed her eyes in consideration here. “A member of staff.” She nodded, happy with her conclusion. “I want you to kill a member of staff.”

Katya reeled back, she was used to cooking people, not killing people. Those were two completely different leagues. “Why cant you?”

“I have to tend to the guests, completely out of the question” Sharon shook her head, crossing her arms expectantly. “Are you in need of some extra persuasion miss Zamo?”

“Im not sure i like where this is going” Katya grimaced, looking around for Alaska.

“I’ll pay double”

“Well this is a potentially traumatic experience for me. The guilt may drive me insane…” Katya drawled, tracing her finger across the wooden surface of the shelf.

“Triple”

How could she refuse? She’d live in luxury for the entire year with that kind of change in her pocket. Katya pursed her lips. She needed to show Sharon she meant business here. “Triple plus that stuffed racoon” She pointed, grinning manically at the creature.

The white haired woman planted her head between her palms. “I can’t believe you” She croaked. “Fine, just have them dead and cooked by this afternoon” She said, making her way over to the staircase where she took one last glance at Katya.

“Any member of staff?”

“Except the butlers”

“And just to confirm not Alaska?”

Baroness needles stormed up the staircase, mumbling some profanities to herself. Katya chuckled before taking a glance at the grand clock in the corner. 9:45. Sharon was right, the guests would arrive soon and there was only so much stalling she could do.

With that, Katya brushed the lint from her jumper. Nothing stood between her and getting £100,000. By any means necessary, she’d eliminate another human being for the satisfaction of 50 inebriated millionaires.

~

Katya strolled around the courtyard. The air was still thick with fog as she tried to navigate her way around the rows of dead greenery and fallen leaves. The blonde squinted her eyes, trying to distinguish any kind of human silhouette.

Katya wasn’t sure who she was looking for, but she concluded most of the butlers worked in the house, and Sharon had made it clear butlers were off limits. Perhaps she could find a nice janitor, scrubbing the gutters precariously balanced on a ladder that could take an ‘accidental fall.’

Katya was enjoying this a little too much, going over each possible scenario for murder in her head.

After a small walk and a few unfortunate accidents involving stepping on snails, Katya found herself at the furthest end of the courtyard. She felt the cobblestone and leaves under her feet abruptly end as it was replaced with lush grass, still moist from last nights downpour.

If the rest of the garden was dead, this part was living, breathing.

The hedgerows littered with berries, a glossy red colour, resembling small marbles rather than fruit. Circles of mud decorated with soft pink primroses and petunias surrounded Katya. Gusts of wind would rustle the trees and wind-chimes, sounding delicate metalIic clinks. It was an idealistic flawless sanction of growth.

Everything was undeniably pretty, but also raised a few questions. Why the hell would such a thriving area of garden be in an otherwise stony decaying courtyard? It wasn’t exactly fitting with The baronesses aesthetic. Alaska didn’t seem the type either.

“Oh, can i help you?” A hushed voice sounded behind Katya, causing her to jolt and grasp at her heart in mild shock. She spun in place towards the source of the noise.

Stood by a small tree with a pair of hedge clippers in hand was a woman with long blonde hair. Katya was completely caught off guard, she was almost as flawless as the garden she was maintaining. Deep blue eyes, a sympathetic smile, a terrifyingly large pair of hedge clippers. Katya almost forgot to breathe. She shook herself out of it. This had to be a sign. The other woman was tall and curvy in figure, she looked delectable. “Just admiring this beautiful garden.” Katya admitted, making her way over to the blonde. “You did this yourself?” She asked, arching a brow.

The other girl grinned, flushing slightly, using a well manicured hand to brush some dirt off her pink skirt. “I thought it was a shame such a large garden was so empty” she said propping the clippers against the tree.

Katya was standing in front of her now, putting on her best smile. She needed every moment to be casual, nothing out of the ordinary. If Katya did this right the girl would think she’s just making a new friend. “I didn’t think Sharon hired gardeners?”

“Ah she brought me in a couple of months ago…” She looked to the floor here. “Do you work here too?”

“Im the chef for the event tonight, Katya Zamolodchikova.” The smaller woman said, enjoying the blondes reaction to hearing her last name. Katya was aware it was an unusual one, most would assume she’s Russian.

“Trixie Mattel” she beamed, extending a hand for a brief shake. “You’ve been to the feast?? Whats it like?” She gasped, her pink lips thinning into an expectant smile as they parted hands.

“Have you seen the scene in Indiana jones where they serve monkey brains? Sort of like that” Katya chuckled. Trixie screamed in delight. Of corse she would have no idea what the real dish was, if word got out there would be a public scandal no amount of money could cover up.

“Ive always wanted to sit at the table with Sharon, thats a life long dream” Trixie admitted, crossing her arms and drifting off into fantasy. Little did Trixie know she would be at the meal. She’d be the guest of honour.

A plan formulated in Katya’s head as Trixie looked wistfully into the distance. She’d have to murder her of corse. There was too much money riding on someone being dead to not go through with it. Still, she was such a sweet girl. Shyly breaking eye contact, red around her ears and cheeks. Such a waste of life.

“Well” Katya said, pulling Trixie out of her daydream and placing a hand on her shoulder. “How about i whip you up some food? You must be hungry”

Trixie burnt under Katya’s touch. “I couldn’t expect you to do that for me” she shook her head, looking both apologetic and grateful.

“Nonsense it would be my pleasure, lets go” Katya spoke sternly. She wasn’t going to take no for an answer. Katya pictured the scene in her head, Trixie biting down on Katya’s specially prepared dish, the poison seeping into her body, inevitably shutting it down. Quick and easy. She’d poison Trixie mattel.

Trixie tried to protest but Katya’s hand moved from her shoulder to the small of her back, forcing her along the pathway. “Its a lovely offer but-”

“How does a nice beef wellington sound?” Katya cut in, flashing a perfect row of teeth to the taller woman.

Trixie looked slightly confused, knitting her brows. “That wouldn’t be so bad” she shrugged as the pair made their way down the path, exchanging pleasantries and light conversation.

~

“I’ve never had a chance to explore the mansion” Trixie said, wide eyed admiring the dining hall, running her fingers across each surface as she passed. “If Alaska or Sharon found me slacking off they’d have my head on a platter”

Katya let out a small laugh, but not for the right reasons. She looked over to the other girl, she really was in awe of everything the mansion contained. She felt a small pang of guilt remembering this would be the last thing Trixie would ever see.

“It has it’s charm” Katya admitted, making her way over to the table in the centre of the room. Silver cutlery circled the edges, placemats probably woven from the silk of Scandinavian jumping spiders or something outrageously posh like that.

Trixie nodded, taking a seat. Katya instinctively took the chair besides her, quirking a brow. “So, how do you like your beef?” Katya inquired, a joking tone in her voice.

“Ive literally never thought about it…crispy?” Trixie giggled, resting the side of her head into her palm.

“Eloquently put miss Mattel” Katya leaned back in her seat, taking in the smell of floral incense that attempted to cover the smell of thick varnish that plagued the stately home. She heard Trixie sound a small chuckle beside her.

“I cant help feeling a bit bad, i have nothing to offer in return for a lovely meal” The gardener admitted to Katya. She sounded sincerely apologetic. This made Katya shift in her seat. The more the other blonde spoke the more real the situation was. She felt sick.

“How about a bunch of flowers?” Katya spoke, voice strained. She just wanted to get this over with. The less time it had to fester in her mind the better. “We’ll take a stroll back to the garden before i have to begin meal preparation for the guests”

“I’d like that” Trixie nodded, that familiar creep of red showing around her ears.

Katya smiled, giving her a quick wink before standing from her seat and making her way over to the kitchen door. This was getting alot more sentimental than Katya was hoping for. Her time with Trixie, though brief, had sent a hurricane of conflicting feelings through Katya.

Her laugh, her smile, her sense of humour. Of all people deserving of death it certainly wasn’t Trixie. Katya took a glance back to the gardener. She was poking at the silverware on the table with a huge grin. Adorable.

To think she was about 6 hours away from being served on a platter.

Katya burst through the kitchen door, hand over her mouth, feeling about ready to eject her stomach through her throat. She saw the room she’d been so used to. For the past four years she had no hangups about slicing and dicing dead bodies, why would Katya start growing a conscience for a poorer-than-dirt worker?

Katya wiped a growing bead of sweat from her brow. No, this wasn’t right. 100,000 quid doesn’t make it any more acceptable to take another life. Still, she had to give Sharon something. If she went back empty handed, Katya would never find work again.

The cook groaned. She did know one thing. She had promised a delicious, crispy, beef wellington to Trixie.

After about half an hour of pounding beef and rolling puff pastry with pure rage, Katya had popped a savoury dish in the oven. She opened the overhead cabinet and spotted the rat poison, wincing at its glaring warning sign equipped with skull and crossbones. This would be the garnish, the finishing touch. Taking it down from the shelf, Katya placed the poison on the side for later use, turning quickly to exit the kitchen and check on Trixie.

“In the oven” The chef puffed, taking the same seat beside the gardener. “You, Trixie Mattel, are in for a treat”

“Im sure i am” Trixie laughed breathlessly. They were sitting close. Katya could see each of her features gleam under the intensive lighting. “Can i ask you a question though?”

Shit, had Katya blown it? Crap she could only imagine what Trixie was about to ask. The last thing she wanted was to raise suspicion.

“Your last name is odd, are you from Russia?”

Oh.

“Not last time i checked” Katya let out a sigh of relief hearing the other blonde chuckle. God, she enjoyed Trixie’s laugh a bit too much. It was infectious. Katya let out a breathy laugh grasping the side of Trixie’s arm leaning forward. Not that her comment had been particularly funny, but the gardeners delight was infectious.

“I didn’t think there was anyone on the estate that would go near me” Trixie admitted, Katya’s hand still clasped around her arm. “I was surprised when you offered me food” Her voice softened.

“Well you seemed like you earned it. Anyone who has to put up with Sharon needles deserves a 5 star meal”

They sat there for a moment, Katya realising her grip on Trixie was a little too tight as she reluctantly removed her hand. She broke eye contact and began to scoot back her chair. “I should go check on the-”

“Wait, Katya” She felt a warm grasp around her hand, stopping the chef in her tracks. She looked over to a flustered Trixie. “I-uh…Thank you”

Katya paused for a moment before offering a large open mouthed smile. “You are too sweet miss Matell, thank me after you’ve eaten” Katya squeezed down on Trixie’s hand before letting go, standing from her seat. Trixie sunk back down in her chair slightly with a defeated look. It pained Katya but she really couldn’t allow herself to get attached.

Katya pushed open the kitchen doors and glanced over the prepared food, baking in the rattling oven. She took it out, chewing the inside of her cheek, feeling the sting of heat under her fingertips as she placed it on the cool counter by the rat poison.

This is for 100,000 pounds. Thats alot of money. How many copies of contact can you buy with that kind of cash? Alot probably.

Katya steadied herself as she opened up the poison container with a satisfying pop, before taking a handful of pellets in her fist. She was shaking badly, trying not to picture Trixie’s face. Reluctantly the cook stuffed the pellets within the confides of the beef wellington. She was sure enough they could be passed off as fancy herbs if the question arose.

She added the finishing touches before delicately placing it on a silver platter. Katya would even consider eating it herself aside from the fatal dose of rodent killer. Walking through the doors into the dining hall, Katya saw Trixie’s look of amazement as she oogled at the steaming dish.

“I can see why they hire you here” Trixie said with an exited tone, eyes fixated on the silver platter. “Want to half it with me?”

Katya shook her head patting her stomach, placing the platter on the varnished surface. “Im watching my diet”

Trixie shrugged before taking the knife and fork from the table, sinking it deep into the beef wellington, relishing the slow cracking noise of the pastry. She looked so contented. Katya wanted to look away but she couldn’t. All the thoughts and doubts she had been pushing down were surfacing. She was about to commit murder, no better than a petty criminal. No amount of money would rectify that.

No amount of money would change the fact she’d taken another life.

“Wait wait Trix” Katya spluttered instinctively before the beef could reach Trixie’s lips. The gardener turned to her expectantly, a little confused. Katya had to think of a reasonable explanation fast.

“I…didn’t check the expiration date on that beef” Katya choked, mustering up the lamest excuse she could. “I wouldn’t eat that”

Trixie put the fork down, still smiling. “You tease” She joked, shaking her head. “Well, i still got to see the mansion at least”

Katya felt a wave of relief wash over her, followed by the jolt of realisation that she’d never find work again. Sharon would make sure of that. It didn’t phase Katya at this point, her newest friend would stay alive and healthy, planting flowers, blood pumping.

She felt the urge to just run. Get out of the mansion as soon as possible. Katya shrugged at Trixie before giving another one of her manic grins. “Fancy going out for a meal instead?”

“Im supposed to be working”

“I’ll vouch for you” That was a lie on Katya’s behalf. She was never going to set foot near Sharon or Alaska again. Or at least thats what she hoped.

“Well-”

Before Trixie got the chance to reply she was being dragged out the door, into the low fog. Katya knew this was the right choice, the dinner guests would just have to go hungry tonight. Their meal was safe and sound by Katya’s side, laughing at her terrible jokes.

They left the estate laughing maniacally, talking about food.

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[punkscowardschampions]

Indie & Rio

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Indie: youre playing not to take me w to get a 👶 🎁 but you kno 💖💖💖 Rio: That is a good idea tho the price tag would have you shook Rio: [Pic] Rio: It's an engagement ring Rio: ahh I feel a bit sick Indie: YOUVE GOT JOKES MAN 😂😂😂 Indie: even mckenna aint that highkey he gonna proper wife you rn Rio: mad init Indie: serious? Rio: yeah Rio: promise Indie: 😲😲😲😲😲😲😲 Indie: bitch i aint wearing no dress to the 💒 tho Rio: i know Rio: but how you gon' be maid of honour if you don't? 😘 Indie: ill tax that best man role from other mckenna if you keep playing 💪😎😎 Indie: & i aint callin you mckenna now thatd be a madness of getting you caught up w that boy in convos Rio: Fine we'll discuss this later Rio: 'cos ain't like it's happening now so you know Indie: locked you down w out locking in a date i get it Rio: Yeah Rio: what do you think then Rio: honest Indie: its sick news Indie: the boy be acting right & appreciating what he got 👑👑💖💖 Rio: i'm so glad you think so Rio: thanks, babe Rio: ain't gonna make a big song and dance and tell everyone but i ain't gonna hide it either Rio: know everyone gonna have an opinion, again Rio: just can't get enough, clearly 😂 Indie: feelin the love that you spoke it to me Indie: the only opinion that counts b that he aint finding no better hoe here, in the 24 or anywhere Indie: facts Rio: You gonna make me cry and they gonna throw me out this boujee ass store Indie: wipe dem tears on 💸💸💸 so they kno you can hang still Rio: 😂 Rio: already gonna be out here wearing someone's college tuition on my finger like Rio: see why people do this more than once, get a nice collection going Indie: mckenna gon 😭😭😭 boy is soft Indie: dont let him hear you chatting bout no round 2 Rio: 😏 Rio: poor baby, don't be mean Indie: catch me getting married never i gotta live this thru you amp bitches Rio: Fair, didn't ever expect I would Indie: gon kick it old school like your nan 👶👶👶👶👶 but no 💍 Rio: 😖 Glad you out here thinking so highly of me bitch 😜 Indie: 😂😂😂😂 Indie: is you got the fear tho for reals or nah? Rio: It's weird Rio: I know it's what I want like I didn't even think about saying nah but Rio: you have every other voice in your head saying it's too quick or we shouldn't even be together at all, you know Indie: i feel it Indie: i got em in mine tryna chat against everything i tryna do all the time Indie: gotta just chat back that they bein dry Rio: Yeah Rio: you right Indie: how we celebratin this?? thats what i wanna be knowing Rio: we should go out for dinner Indie: catch me thirdwheelin over 🍝 soz baby boy 💋 Rio: shh nah, it'll be good, there are some fancy places that do food you'll actually eat so we can live lavish Indie: tell him bring a friend if he rollin w any still 😂😂😏💘😏 Rio: Not tryna get you NONE at my engagement party tah Rio: get you fill o the food tho 😋 Indie: it aint gotta be heavy Indie: been long since anyone meshed me tho so help a hoe out Rio: hmm don't be tryna play addickted Rio: i'll get you a vibrator, like Rio: not to say go fuck yourself but Indie: 😂😂😂😂 when your ma been out for the day & brings home 🎁🎁s like Rio: pah, he'd actually die of embarrassment Indie: when you out your man as vanilla tho Indie: o mckenna Rio: I just don't reckon he wants to think 'bout you meshing Rio: no offence, like Indie: back trecking like its your job baby Indie: 👀 you & his ways Rio: 🙈 den gurl Indie: too late to swerve dat 🏩 Rio: 🙄 just be thankful i never brought it to ours when we was sharing Indie: safe Indie: I kno you in your ☁ rn but when you back cos shit b testing me & dat 2 drink minimum Rio: What's up? Indie: ex-boy got a new 💘 so he tryna pass my shit back but cos i aint there hes @ the squad & they vexed @ me cos of Indie: 💔💔💔💔💔 Rio: 😔 Rio: Are the lads gonna get it or nah Rio: Don't suppose it's worth seeing if Drew still wanna be Dad of the year one last time, like Rio: may as well use him if he's offering, yeah? Indie: things been heated since the 🐕 & what of mine they are holding so like no beef to the lads but idk Indie: am i tryna text him ever tho 😒😒😒 Rio: Yeah, we'll go 'round the houses when I'm back Rio: someone will go get it Rio: don't worry Rio: we won't be long now Indie: & like not tryna still have love for that boy but aint it mad quick miss me for a few after you dash me Rio: It is Rio: but I ain't surprised, it's how lads, esp lads like that, do Rio: doesn't mean it didn't mean nothing to him necessarily Rio: could still be crying 'bout it in your inbox in a few, not trying to give false hope even 'cos fuck him Indie: i dont wanna be hurtin over this no more Indie: gotta get not bothered Rio: I know Rio: fake it 'til you make it, babe Rio: all you can do Indie: innit tho Indie: tell mckenna to buy me bling too thatll help 😂😂😂😂 Rio: 😂 Rio: 'course Indie: not saying he gotta drop a rents worth on the drip like Indie: just how much he feelin Rio: also not tryna be your sisterwife like Indie: no mood Indie: he vanilla but i aint tryna compete w your moves still Rio: Teach you but I'd have to charge Indie: hes on daddy hype too hard i cant be chattin like that to him or no lad soz boy Rio: Don't really put you in any mood but 😒? Rio: Fair Indie: why drop 💸💸💸💸 on therapy when you can spend on 🚬 its all good Rio: It ain't Rio: but we'll make it Indie: you reckon drews gon show w 👶🎁🎁🎁 or imma be repin for the fam? Rio: I don't know if that'd even enter his head Rio: tbh Indie: she could ⛔ us all in a big sweep Indie: me you & him Rio: She could Rio: I don't think she will you though, babe Rio: not like you've done shit wrong Indie: she just aint about me Indie: i feel it w her too Indie: itll b how itll b Rio: yeah but she can't be that petty Rio: even if she wanna Rio: she's a grown ass woman Indie: neither of em out here acting like they grown Indie: why she gonna start when she have this kid Rio: 'cos she'll have to Rio: unlike Drew she can't just pass it around and hope everyone else does it for her Indie: yeah but she know your ma in law got her back & your real Rio: She can't let Bea raise her kid for her Rio: or Ma Rio: anyway, she's got too much pride in everything not related to Drew, trust Indie: tru Rio: I promise, it's gonna be fine Indie: i got trust in you babe thats how im here Rio: 💘💘💘 Indie: dont be letting it slip now you got 💍 Rio: Never Indie: its chill then Indie: what we tryna wear tonite bitch? Rio: got enough trust in me to lemme pick you up some fresh garms or? Indie: hmmm Indie: cos you in a ☁ yeah Indie: theres your engagement gift ✌ Indie: do it how you gonna Rio: 😂 you know I'm good Rio: and no 👗s Rio: not taking the piss Indie: 👀 Indie: no 🤡ing Rio: would I do a thing like that? Indie: nah but mckenna will if he gets pissy you aint shopping for him 😂😂😂 Rio: We already had to treat him 'cos you know Rio: men don't cuffed 'til the day of Indie: you rode him in there say no more 🤐🤐🍾🍾 Rio: 😂 Rio: Not what I meant even but not gonna lie Indie: 😏😏😏 Indie: i been knew Rio: Keeping it unpredictable is our predictable, babe Indie: you out there vibin 😍😍😍 its a day when you can be extra Indie: make most Rio: As if there's a day when I ain't 😉 Rio: At least my Ma can't say shit to me, she was a marriage and 2 kids deep by now with Eds on the way so Indie: his gon get vocal tho man i feel it Indie: 👀 his dad @ me like 😒 how she livin Rio: I know Rio: Hoping they don't notice, like lemme forget which finger this meant to go on Rio: 😬 Indie: she gon be busy @ the business end of her sis when we hit dubs you all good 😂😂😂😂 Indie: & you could always swerve it so the 💎 not facing out when they 👀 Indie: ✌ hacks Rio: am I tryna stop a muggin' or 😂 Rio: you jokes Rio: also never wanna think about her business end thanks 😷 Indie: innit her drum not got dem thin walls like ours 🙏🙏🙏 or they aint vocal how you and mckenna do Rio: Literally can't imagine how this baby came to be Rio: but I'm chill with that, I don't wanna Indie: used that medical shit fr he aint been near her thats how i clue it Rio: i'm creasing rn and can't even explain 'cos nah Indie: serious she that bitch you tryna lips her & she gotta go shower Rio: I know Rio: Childbirth gonna break her 'less she got that c-section on lock Indie: hit her w all the good gear 🚀🚀🚀🚀 Rio: Probably wanna do it without for the brag idk Indie: o snap Indie: truuuuuuuu Rio: She gotta be ready to drop any day, like Indie: 👀 &👂 Indie: we turnin up if she want us or nah Indie: how many mckennas 👶👶s you gon have? Rio: We'll be about, can't avoid School forever Rio: and shut up bitch 😂 Indie: cmon man i kno you 💭 on it Indie: he a pretty boy Rio: nah Rio: i got a life to live babe Indie: your ma been proved you can have it all bitch Indie: birth dem 👶👶s give em posh names & send em to fancy school like they da Rio: yeah n she given me enough sibs to never need my own Rio: not to mention all your drama 😜 Indie: 😂😂😂 Indie: im a drama free zone now ty what you sayin Rio: whilst we in this postcode maybe Rio: but not for long babe Indie: nah for long imma be swervin that shit ✌✌ Indie: any postcode Rio: 👏 sounds good to me too Indie: got ink to jog me if i tryna slip Rio: yeah Rio: least you didn't get the M too Indie: like i been said id just put an a on it for that shoutout to my 3 mas baby 💖💖💖 all good Rio: there's always that Rio: if you really want you can add to it Rio: reclaim it, like Indie: hacks Indie: but i aint got no 💸💸💸💸 for Rio: I can pay Rio: or Ma would do it Indie: o yeah Indie: imma hit her up when we home Rio: Have you decided where you gonna be? Indie: mayb w bills cos she 😢💔 idk Rio: Yeah? Indie: if edie back then naaaaah Indie: or if drew been locked up can squat in the flat til it reclaimed Rio: We'll work something out Rio: I'll probably look for a new place Indie: you not gon move in mckennas dubs yard like you own that? Rio: Don't think the rest of 'em would appreciate that like 😏 Indie: other mckenna would rollin in that big drum solo gotta be dry Rio: Yeah still don't think I'm housemate choice no.1 Indie: thats her bad cos you 👑👑👑🔥🔥🔥👑👑👑 Rio: 💘💘💘 Rio: You biased Indie: nah i not Indie: im not here for drew just cos he blood Rio: Anyway, can't be presuming that's how he wanna be living, like Indie: is it? Rio: Yeah, he ain't coming here 'til October imagine if I'd legit moved myself in 😂 Indie: he put a 💍 on it how he not gon be down Rio: that's like rule no 1 init Rio: gotta make sure you've got your own taken care of in case everything goes tits Indie: safe Indie: 👑 moves be like Rio: If I really was probably shoulda said no shouldn't I Rio: kick it like his Ma Indie: if he wants a girl like his ma you need to have a convo Indie: that some freaky shit Rio: 😂 Rio: psych101 would blow your mind Indie: i aint even tyna kno what you mean Indie: old white dudes be cracked Rio: Yeah wouldn't have you buzzin' 'bout your daddy issues Indie: what they sayin bout? i wanna fuck drew now? plot twist fam Rio: you know Rio: we all do but clearly got it twisted 'cos my type ain't ever been my da Rio: no offence boy but Indie: your da be 😍😍😍 god bless Rio: have we swapped? 😂 Indie: he raised me higher than drew done so Indie: daddy caleb come thru Rio: 😷 Indie: 😂😂😂😂 Rio: Such a grown convo Indie: hoe im keepin you grounded Indie: livin that grown life 24 7 w mckenna Rio: tru Rio: it's a madness i should still be in school Rio: i feel so 👵 fr Indie: you is Rio: cheeky cow Rio: meant to hype me not wreck me 😂 Indie: he be too tho Indie: so tamed its a madness Indie: remember how he used roll Rio: well you know Rio: 😻 game so strong Indie: you no need my hype bitch Indie: you know what you done Rio: You reckon Indie: girl aint be gettin a callback you got 💍💎💎 & 💒 hype Indie: he kicked it long distance for you & he aint putting in effort no way fore then Rio: Yeah Rio: ignore me Rio: just the fear init Indie: get a new drink Indie: chase that Rio: 🍾 Indie: check your boy i bet he aint feelin no fear Rio: He wouldn't say if he was Indie: hed chat it to you Indie: that boy always talking Rio: 😂 thought you reckoned he was the strong silent type Indie: that was afore he was my new daddy Indie: now i 👀 Rio: 😏 Poor boy Rio: I'll keep it on the dl, protect his ego Indie: ill keep it uncommon knowledge to protect this roof over Rio: yeah, least wait 'til you safe in the 24 to be rude 😜 Indie: innit Rio: right, we heading back Indie: ✌✌ Indie: in a few Indie: less he wants you all to himself Rio: he already been had that Indie: he gave you 💎 you can give him a day 😂😂😂 Rio: is it? Rio: why you want air? 👀 Indie: jam ma im tryna do you & your mans a solid Indie: fore i 3rd wheel your nite like Indie: aint this bitch in your pocket & way when we rollin in the 24 Rio: hmm Rio: if you're sure Indie: trust Rio: then we'll be back with your garms and the reservation later then Indie: safe Indie: dont be doing anything i aint tryna Indie: 💖💖💖💖💖 Rio: 🧡🧡🧡