#they need to have these exact hairstyles on the red carpet at the same moment

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Which King

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“6374 counts of treason, 5674 counts of sabotage and over 3000 of our own craft and Nazgul drones and bombers brought down by your hands and that of your squadron Colonel Pear. There is nothing you could possibly say to your defense to encourage leniency, however we are mandated to ask if you would wish to make a statement on your own behalf.”

Stoically you sat listening to the hours of this useless trial now at its end in the row in front of your equally as stoic squadron’s 20 officers in charge of distributing and enforcing your orders to the 10,000 Elves under your command who had been sabotaging each and every attack Maiar King Annatar had been waging on Valinor and now beginning in Middle Earth. Each and every city had been warned and the night before the attacks whenever possible you snuck out early and emptied as many as would flee to find shelter with written instructions of safe routes under your squadron’s patrols with safe houses and hidden bunkers along the way to allied territories until eyes were turned away and they could return to the charred, and if you were the ones to bomb them, merely spot covered kingdoms in need of some dirt to fill the craters left on their edges.

It had taken an age to gain the respect and title you had earned and when this fruitless war was called on innocents with no rhyme or reason behind it you sought to bring it down yourself however possible. And now you sat in front of the Councilman reluctantly following his own orders once another squadron leader had noticed your blatant lie that the city of Numenor had been bombed while your own carriers were emptying it to Gondor. He refused to kill the fleeing masses himself but he razed the island to cinders and blew the whistle fearing what would happen if he didn’t, far too many witnesses to play the fool.

“Councilman, I have no defense past a request of my own.”

“This should be good, What is your request Colonel?”

“I wish to submit myself for genetic testing for a bone marrow match for King Annatar before I am put to death.” His brow inched up as did those on everyone now in the room both behind you and on the pair of witnessing Corporals acting as jury for both those presenting the case and your squadron to exact swift and neutral justice on your case.

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Shielded shackles shifted around your skin under the sleeves of your sweater with charged electric belt around your middle to enforce your proximity to the guard guiding you from your assigned van to the Hospital door. Your uniform was not allowed while you were on trial and you were forbidden to name yourself to your true rank. The frigid building meant to handle the King’s medical needs and those of the Nobles dwelling in Mordor as well opened for you and your face should have been well known, had the military not hushed up your actions to keep from supporters sprouting up.

Though the more they dug it wasn’t just your elite squadron to have been breaking their orders, more and more since you had started had been making a farce all their own to save whom they could stunning the world outside now coated in smoke and ash that the soldiers of Mordor weren’t heartless as their King. A glimmer of hope while they tried to balance their shifted kin and those housing them in the remaining kingdoms now ripe with forces to aid on defense by your actions.

Everyone was kind, curious but kind as to why a guard was sent with the stoic young Elleth in the sea of well known Nobles and the best medical staff in all of Mordor. Everyone knew the King was dying, everyone knew he needed plasma and bone marrow and had five failed transplants so far to counteract the poisons he had ingested by the assassination attempt that had killed his latest consort, mother to his publicly claimed, though still openly bastard, sons. Thousands had been tested and none had been matches enough with the procedure too deadly to kill the twin boys barely out of infancy you seemed to be the latest volunteer and the most curious.

It wasn’t until your trial you had removed your standard regulated issue of black contacts and had unwoven the black and red fake fireproof strands in the woven wax topped coating your head disguising your white gold shimmering curls and silver flecked purple eyes. The face was so familiar from the front five Nobles had hit the same column staring at you once they had realized it. Queen Morko, the first wife of King Annatar, disposed of when his arranged union was discovered dissolvable to break ties with Vanyar, one of the first lands he tried to wage war on. He won in his annulment being kept in the dark on his lawful heir by his own council and since then trying to find time when not ordering murders to have a son to sate his council on the matter of heirs.

Sharply the needle jammed into your hip and you bit back your groan reminding yourself this was possibly a way to save the men you had ordered to break the order of the King. Had they been following the orders of the Crown Princess they could be absolved of all blame, which would all fall to you then and they would be restored fully to their well deserved stations while your head fell alone. The hotel across the street would be where you were sent under heavy guard while awaiting the results and with arms crossed behind your back laying on the first bed you had slept on in over seven centuries a smirk ghosted across your lips hearing the guards learning through the walls that you were the King’s child.

Within the hour you were showered and changed into more suitable clothes having been brought to you and loaded up minus the shackles to be taken to the Palace. There was a mandatory 24 hour wait to prep for the procedure and first thing at the crack of dawn the King was set for his latest transplant.

It was almost comical how friendly and instantly the King’s right hand had moved to bring you close to him. A full tour of the now bustling Palace readying to house you as well was filled with wide eyed stares and gasps held in until you were in front of the fiery haired golden eyed King whose face fell in your entrance into the Royal Sitting Room. Up to the carpet, as you were told, you approached then dropped into a deep curtsy, “Your Majesty.”

Inching up in his seat he asked, “Morko did not inform me we had conceived.”

His eyes taking in each detail of your face in the tick of your brow and slight tilt of your head, “Then who’s been sending me birthday cards?”

That had his eyes darkening and brows furrow as you produced from your bags that had been brought from the hotel the box holding cards with simple notes and the forged signature of the King. Each one more infuriating than the last to him making him ask, “Since I seem to have been kept in the dark about my heir’s life what have you made of yourself?”

“I am a Colonel in the Wraith Ring. One of your Nine, heading Angmar’s territories.”

“Ah,” he inched up with a prideful grin, “You mastered the Witch King interface then?”

“I wrote it.” Deepening his grin even more. “Though I seem to have scuffed some elbows and technically am without title and my squadron is on line for guillotine. Donation was my last request.”

Sternly he stated, “I will not lose my best and most loyal,” the guard’s brow inched up only to drop hearing, “You are cleared of all charges as are your men. Any and all duties you formerly bore shall be bound to another while you will learn the ins and out of running our Kingdom. You are my heir, already our forces will honor your orders and now we will get my council behind you as well once I uncover just who has hidden you from me.”

By morning word had exploded through the kingdom and all territories Annatar ruled over, mainly the Dwarf Kingdoms of Moria and those of the Eastern Territories. The King had an heir conceived when the union was legal and born the day before it was dissolved fully. Should the transplant not cure him, in the time bought there was one to continue his reign, but through his enemies the rank and stated previously used protective surname had heads turning and hushed whispers spreading with hope that the Princess and Colonel Pear were one and the same.

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A painful month came not just with the procedure but with the corseted gowns and constricting hairstyles you were forced into each day. Baths even were far from private moments, with you being dressed, fed and measured for new clothes each week to ensure the finest was worn, not even mentioning the weighty jewels and crown you were publicly donning it nearly had your skin crawling knowing how hungry your people were just outside these Palace gates. A full parade and the passing of Nauglamir now with all three Silmarils dangling from the front to go with your shimmering crown and gown looking like the living embodiment of snow, same as your mother on her wedding day.

Expectations however were made at the safety of your half brothers. A longstanding tradition of your clan being when one rose to power all other heirs were culled. Only with your squadron looking on as you followed the carriage carrying your father’s coffin an order to have the pair taken away never came, and the crying confused toddlers were taken from their nannies, now with baited breath who exhaled with all others at your carrying them and refusal to release them for hours. All through the sermon, burial and back again to your Palace you had gone. Five gunshots were heard and by morning the cremated remains of those most dangerous on the council were culled taking out the last of the council who had first agreed to the war.

Those you trusted were put in their places, those you had served with, and by noon invitations were sent out for the Dwarf Lords along with the Kings of Gondor and Rohan. Envoys were sent to the Elven territories bearing your seal, one with a pear in marigold wax, one you hoped might keep them from burning it straight off.

Out of the Kingdom the shadows were cast, the orc bots you had dismantled and melted down emptying the Palace of your forced shadows greatly easing your days. Those lingering on staff stood in fear at first at your first morning as Queen until they spotted you exiting your apartment suite in jeans and a sweater with bright fuzzy socks and comfy moccasin slippers. The crown was necessary for the rank but through your private breakfast and assuring the twins were well fed and their supplies were fully stocked for the day you got to work.

Into your office you went to start on the first item on your lists, all through the Kingdoms any advancing forces were already flying home, and now you were delving through the finances seeing what else you could cut. In the month of living in this palace with your father you had enough gems and gowns to last you a year for public events so that was an easy cut to ship in the ‘best’ materials and gems to be adorning you. Already that was thousands to shift into productions of food and repairs to housing and living conditions. Hours you slaved through each and every document ticking each and every expenditure of the economy you had a huge part in trashing by destroying so much of the machinery the King no doubt had ordered replaced.

War however was the biggest cut and by Friday the Kings had arrived to greet you formally. The Dwarf Kings all but collapsed as you stated you were releasing your father’s claims over their lands. Instead offering trade deals to continue your alliance on equal footing with a new set of deals to build trust with Rohan and Gondor, the Kings for which heartily agreed at your stating your bond of peace and ceasefire to the Elven Kingdoms. Your words echoing in their ears, “I hear great things of your lands, kingdoms and people. I hope one day to visit and see them for myself, as friends.”

It was a bucket of cold water to the world how simple it seemed. Even your own people did not know what to think of you at taking such ease in dismantling everything your father had built and taken as his own. But none fully understood past the soldiers returning who praised your deeds and efforts to their kin and returned ready to aid in the repairs to the slipping Kingdoms. Angmar was fit as a fiddle under your centuries of watch with your finest in charge there in your absence, Cirith Ungul was a close second leaving Mordor, the capitol the sore thumb in the bunch. Failing health had done nothing to encourage the King to mend anything right in front of him and this was where you would start.

With a Council fully behind you and Silmarils sent off to their true owners and troops drawn back on both sides along with a trading of prisoners all terms of the ceasefire had been honored. And for once your lands had seemed to fall into silence for the rest of the world. All of them timid and cautious not to poke the hornets nest again skirting just beyond the borders when necessary and never looking fully on into the lands once decorated with flaming eyes now traded for pears. That was your extravagance, a simple job to distract right now, each and every flaming eye covered with new banners to hang on the streetlamps.

But day by day eyes had turned to the reclusive Queen as whispers spread. Revenge had been taken, every monument to him once planned now for something new whenever the thought came to you. Ages you had fought and scrambled for safety and now in this silent Palace filled with nothing but expectations and open palms over the cries of the hungry and those in need, you never felt so afraid as when you had claimed your birthright. One truth you held to was the one that echoed through the soldiers under your command, you never signed up to kill babies. It was simple, you needed funds and a roof over your head when your mother had died and with a war being called for you found your place to go. Straight ahead never looking back and becoming the greatest asset to the rise and eventual downfall of the King. Day by day confidence grew at the pantries, number of repairs and services restored did.

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Praise had come and with a looming date on the horizon a stunning silence from the Palace, while the boys slept through their nap you yourself had put them down for, shifting papers were taken as a plan to celebrate. It wasn’t a day to be missed out on, every kingdom had one, Name Day for their Ruling Family celebrated by all. Expectations however had bubbled and sank as once again through a score of meetings you sat hashing through more pathetic laws to be changed and had secured plans to travel to Rivendell to celebrate the birth of their young Princess, the first of your travels to supposedly enemy territory after your truce. The plans they had all hoped to hear of were for the celebration of your own birth, in true fashion no Noble could fashion a gift until you had openly begun planning it and with a week left there would be little to no time to find anything suitable.

Weeks you had slaved and in your usual fashion once again off the cold floor your cheek rose at the clunk of a bucket, a sharp inhale from you startled the young lady sent to clean your chimney in your study who dropped to a low curtsy. In her try to pretend she didn’t just find the Queen across the floor in a circle of notes in the cusp of a harsh biting winter storm set she stated, “My apologies, Your Majesty.”

Onto your feet you climbed brushing your curls back from your face furrowing your brows in a focusing squint at the clock, “No, no need for that.” To her again you looked and her eyes dropped from catching your glowing pair used to being shouted at by the King for doing so, “Tillie, right?”

Peering up at you she nodded her head with wide eyes wondering how you knew her name, “Yes, Ma’am.”

With a nod you said, “It seems I should leave you to your work, and try to rest before continuing mine. Just,” you sighed motioning a hand over the papers on the floor, “Don’t bother with this, I’ll deal with it later.” Out of the room you strolled and grumbled stretching your arms over your head lifting your baggy sweater a bit exposing the top of the logo on your cut off sweats matching the one on your tall fuzzy socks.

Into another curtsy she dropped stating, “Good night, Your Majesty.” Timidly shifting on her feet ensuring you had turned down the hall and out of her sight before anxiously turning back.

Whispers, steady and murmured was proof of their growing hope for how deeply you cared for your people. Each night found on one floor or chair in room after room. Dropping into sudden naps between meetings or simple meals urging the kitchen staff to add more hearty items to the menu to ensure you had enough to fuel you. All frivolity taken away and down to bare bones you had stripped the Majesty from the Palace, only in their eyes were you Queen glowing radiantly when you sat in meetings or burned at both ends through the night exhausting all you could to ensure the comfort of others. You knew pain and with no one to call your own and guide you to bed at night all they could do was wait and watch for you to ask for help or a break.

Still, every Sunday there was no meeting, no expected trip through the Kingdom to check on repairs yourself often ending with your pitching in and then returning home to play with the boys and see to their care until bed yourself as the rest of the week went. No, Sunday was the most unnerving of all as you wouldn’t even leave your rooms, and stolen glimpses from window washers by accident confirmed the silence was from your sleeping most of the day through. The break was well needed and not without use as you were often glowing more than usual on Monday through whatever was lined up for the day. But Sunday from to Tuesday whispers had grown and entering your dining room the boys were carried into you kissed them both and sat down helping to feed them while waiting on your own meal.

There should have been a parade, bands and banners, balloons and confetti shot into the air while you were paraded about Mordor. And yet the kitchen staff stared at the stack of waffles, sides and omelet you had wanted with a deep clench in their guts. You yourself had remarked on your age going up on this particular day leading up to it so it couldn’t be a misplaced date. This was deliberate, through the streets it flooded and remorseful gazes spread around knowing their Queen had cut her own celebration to ensure they had all they needed. Tears and sniffles at the weight of the sacrifice after all you had done for them grew by the moment and a slipped lit candle into the sliced orange on the side of your meal grated them what they imagined to be the only time you would smile that day.

Chuckling weakly to yourself you thanked the staff for their best wishes and blew out the candle, wishing only for a good spring to follow this harsh winter you had expected then dug in. A noon meeting came after more hours of delving through backlogged papers and records, one that halfway through the echo of distant music had your brows furrowing in a rise to approach the far window. The tearing of spare pieces of parchment from old posters had filled trash cans with homemade confetti and in a haphazard way a band was pulled together and into the main courtyard just outside the Palace gates you watched lanterns being strung up along with final touches.

Pulling on your coat you joined your fellow former officers out into the snow ensuring you had your crown on straight, out through the gates you went only to grin at the sea of people having all made origami swans and flowers with well wishes written inside as their gifts. Music continued and into the growing celebration you gladly spoke with all who wished to and giggled your way through a few dances with some of your officers and a very enthusiastic baker who thanked you so long for bringing his sons home safe to him. By sunset a final city wide singing of the traditional song for a wish for many returns had you holding back your tears that finally broke loose once you had gotten back inside after insisting everyone go home and get warm at the growing snow thanking them heartily.

The smallest ballroom now held the tokens and to bed you went trying to stop crying as you knew you would and had each year since losing your mother. So long you’d been alone and you didn’t need the reminder that you were alone for another year. At least with the boys the topic of heirs could be put off, they could be counted as yours for now until you had settled alliances and considered your options. Even with the war you were decided to choose well and that would be hard given your lineage. Still time could do wondrous things and perhaps your reputation could top his, one day cushioning the search for a Mr.

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A marigold dress and heels where what you chose and after your secure flight you landed on the outskirts of Rivendell. Eyes were glued to you and those old enough straight away recognized which line you came from, not your father’s but your mother’s. Straight from High King Inwe, who was in attendance and had heard how you had saved those in the smaller territory your uncle ruled over, including him. Straight from the entrance to the mingling hall you went after a brief meeting with the aid in charge of greeting you until Lord Elrond would get to you in the long line of guests to greet himself. Distant relations from the Vanyar broke the silence and gathered around you with those from Gondolin next.

Beside Lord Ecthellion a familiar curly haired blonde Lord stood with a serious expression in taking in your every reaction while Lord Ecthellion questioned you inevitably asking the question they all had been wondering. “It is an honorable thing to have strove as hard as you have to spare as many as you had. However, I must ask why, why would you risk your life to do so? Any other King would have killed you for such disobedience.”

“It wasn’t what I signed up for.”

Lord Glorfindel asked coldly, “And just what did you sign up for?”

Your eyes met his and you said, “I had just buried Naneth and the forces promised shelter, a bed and food. I didn’t sign up to kill babies. He had already taken everything from me, someone had to try and stop him.”

Glorfindel harshly replied, “Some-,”

“From our side.”

Lord Ecthellion stated and drew your gaze, “Your eyes were brighter, of all the forces we interacted with, I doubted I could have ever mistaken them without your contacts. We received your letter of peace, consider it honored. We would cherish a friendship with you, Queen Jaqiearae. And if I may, Queen Morko would be proud.”

Forcing a grin you replied, “No, she would have insisted I forgive him and let him learn on his own without my intruding.”

Glorfindel, “Surely your offer to donate your bone marrow could be taken as forgiveness.”

Your eyes met his again, “One of the other officers turned me in. When my verdict at the treason trial was to be read I was allowed a statement. I requested to be tested for a match to the King before I lost my head.”

Glorfindel’s eyes narrowed, “I don’t follow.”

“Meaning the King had no clue I existed, and only I knew who I came from. When they learned who that was, my officers were following orders of the King’s Heir and would be pardoned from execution.”

Ecthellion, “You expected for him to kill you.” He stated it matter of factly with the shock of the words sinking in as you were approached by an aid you grinned to, “Queen Jaqiearae, Lord Elrond is ready to greet you.”

“Lovely,” In a nod to the others you stated, “My Lords.” Stepping away you felt their eyes on you and between themselves they chatted while you passed through the rest of the whispering Elves and now heavily guarded Lord waiting for you.

Nodding his head he stated, “Queen Jaqiearae, you made good time.”

“Yes, managed to coast on the edge of a storm. Thank you for inviting me, and congratulations on your third child. A daughter is a fine gift.”

That was sincere and that was what puzzled the guards, simple gratitude and a peaceful demeanor. “Thank you. We wished to prove our intentions of honoring your peace treaty and ceasefire, it was this or our Equinox celebration next month.”

“Ah, yes, I doubt I could have made the Equinox,” that made his brow inch up, “Our hail season over our peaks flights are grounded. All the same, I understand your caution and I do hope one day we might find comfort in one another’s company. And I do apologize if my gift is not rather impressive, I have not been privy to many noble celebrations to know what a proper gift for a Princess might be. As it goes my brothers are getting socks for theirs.”

Unable to help it he smirked at your hint of a smirk in amusement at your own pitiful joke and he replied, “I am certain our daughter will appreciate your gift no matter what it is. Just as I am certain your brothers will enjoy theirs. I was led to understand they are named as your heirs.”

You nodded, “I have spent so long in war, I know little else past leading people. Until I find myself guided to another I am content I have a cushion before my new council dares bring up my finding a suitor. As if I would be a catch.”

Elrond smirked replying, “You are more Morko than Annatar, your actions prove it. I trust you will have offers in no time.”

“Patience would be key then, I am terribly dull in warming up to others, in which many have lost interest on the pathway in.”

“True of us all, Queen Jaqiearae.” His lingering grin through the evening calmed a great deal of guests and his fond gazes from afar in your various mini interrogations solidified he had a budding trust for you already soon matched by a small group of others you hadn’t saved. In the pile of gifts a simple wooden box sat and with a grin Elrond and Celebrian inspected it and found the key. With it they opened the lid to see a miniature of Luthien dancing in the circle of rotating rings with Beren on a swiveling path but always obstructed by bushes to the iconic tune of the song in their honor. The gift itself was simple yet as she grew it could house a few simple pieces of jewelry or letters in the two drawers below the mirrored top but hearing you had made it yourself from scratch added to the sentiment of the intentions of it.

Clearly you were trying to be friendly, restraining your remarks from the defensive stance you would be allowed at having to constantly answer to everyone around you and the resolve to do so had worn down quite a bit of those still upset you had been invited. You remained off to the side and kept out of conversations unless invited cherishing the silence while it lasted and ended your first day in the gardens between two of the fountains avoiding another conversation, just staring up at the stars.

Behind you Glorfindel stated, “I misjudged you,” your head turned and his eyes met yours, “And for that I apologize, Queen Jaqiearae.”

“No need to apologize. So many people keep apologizing to me lately. I wish they would stop. I have never been one to demand them. We burned your cities, you owe me nothing, Lord Glorfindel.”

“Technically, you dirtied our cities and blew craters around them.”

The hint of teasing in his voice made your brow flinch a moment, “Careful there, someone might assume you were planning on sending me a cleaning bill.”

Lowly he chortled replying, “No doubt we have ample enough numbers to scrub our own kingdoms. Thanks to you more than half our crops were spared as well. Truly you could be the worst person to have guiding a King through war.”

“I suppose it’s a good thing I don’t have one then. Well, either of them.” Another glance up and you said, “I should head to bed before I fall asleep in Lord Elrond’s gardens.”

“Pity,” he teased and you looked him over curiously, “We were imagining some proof for the claims you sleep on the floor.”

“I am here for the weekend, there is time yet. Lord Glorfindel.” You bowed your head and he did the same and watched you turn to head for your assigned guest chambers.

Pt 2

#The Hobbit #lotr #Silmarillion

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Winx Club season 8/16

In which we get a large terminology retcon and some Trix of a different color.

16 The Sparx Festival

Sparx like the starlight or have we timeslided back to 4kids when Domino was named Sparx?

We open in what must be the Winx common room.  The festival hasn’t been mentioned except in the title, we jump right in to the girls’ planning.   Aisha wants to do a gymnastic dance competition.  Musa’s ready to provide the music and Tecna the special effects.  Of course Stella thinks it should be a fashion show, and Flora’s more keen on a rare plant show.  Stella transforms her look into a lil blue dress with flowers and a very questionable hairstyle and conjures a red carpet… which is pulled out from under her by the chompy carnivorous plant Flora brought in.  Girls, you’re perfect, never change.

Bloom, though, is moping and everyone shortly realizes it and does the “you can tell us about it.”  thing.  It’s Sky, of course, he’s not answering the phone and nobody knows where he is.

Where he is, is climbing a cliff with Diaspro.  Even though they can both fly, and have a spaceship.  They’re looking for the lost medallion of Eraklyon, which changed its name between episodes.

Sky’s phone rings and he says it must be Bloom, and Diaspro does an evil grin and… throws herself backwards off the cliff, falling to her doom! O_o

Sky catches her of course, even though he was above her on the cliff and there’s a definite animation fail as Diaspro sort of kneels in midair with Sky supporting her on one arm.  Props to Rainbow that this is the first glaring mannequins-in-weird-poses I’ve seen this season!

Diaspro: oh, you saved me! <3

Sky: Be more careful next time!

Sky, she has wings. She would’a been fine.  Unless Diaspro’s no longer a fairy because Season 8 timeslide, that is a possibility but it’d be a damn dark one because that would mean Diaspro is willing to risk her life to get Sky’s attention.  I foresee a lot of this episode will probably be me microanalyzing all of Diaspro’s actions trying to put together a coherent picture of what she’s really like as a real character rather than the caricature that Rainbow is meaning to give us.  I think the final picture will be of someone who should maybe be in some kind of inpatient mental health place getting counseling instead of out alone with the object of her obsession.

They get to the top and there’s this great Indiana Jones temple with arches and waterfalls.  Sky’s phone rings again and Diaspro pops up with, “Look over there!” and when he’s still keen to check his phone, “Our mission can’t wait!”  Sky grumbles but follows her without contacting Bloom.

Back to Alfea, I swear the approach shots of the school just get better and better. We may have just had a weird mannequin moment but the settings are really quality cg.

And here’s Miss Griffin!  Still looking like herself, I think her hair is more lavender but I think the artist made her one-horn hairdo make a little more sense.  Griffin and the witch students came to perform in the festival that still hasn’;t been named, and some of the witches have conjured a friendly green slime.

Stella’s here too, she bangs into an adorable witch with Stormy’s exact hair but in pale pink.  In fact here are three witches who look just like niceified versions of the Trix!  The not-Icy has pink and blue hair and a kitty purse.  The Winx do not notice these lookalikes, but Stella does notice not-Icy’s purse.

Not-Darcy’s hair is brighter green than actual Darcy’s, it looks really good, and she and not-stormy both have kitty t-shirts.  Why kitties?  Anyway once the Winx have gone on their oblivious way Stormy says, ‘i’m gonna crush her!” revealing that these are the actual Trix.  I think it would’ve been more fun if they just randomly looked like them.  I hadn’t been spoiled with images of these undercover Trix and I love their looks.

The two groups of students gather in I guess a big classroom, it has tiered seating even though average class size at Alfea is twelve girls.  A fairy student is showing off her talent, she conjures a bubble around herself and can float in it.  The Trix can’t resist having a little fun.  First icy pops her bubble, and when she conjures it again stormy blows magic wind sending her bouncing around the hall. Undetered, bubble-fairy goes up again.  Darcy is about to prank her wen the students are summoned to the courtyard to begin their performances.

Faragonda and Griffin do this great setup, “Everything in the universe has its opposite.  Light… and shadow.  Fairies… and witches.  But the same magic spark unites us all.  The sparx!  Sparx is the energy that created the magic universe!  The sparx granted powers both to us, the fairies, and to our guests for this very special day, the witches.”

Ok, FG and Griffin, that was so awesome… except, retcon much?  Great Dragon?  Backstory of your whole universe?  Ringin’ any bells?  I mean, it would be an interesting change to have Bloom be less like maybe-an-avatar-of-the-source-of-all-magic but… I dunno.  The Great Dragon legend is so… legendy.  Solid.  I like the idea that witch magic and fairy magic are from the same source and I always assumed it was, that source being the Great Dragon.  This whole change, just to explain why Valtor needs the Trix to get the wishing star for him?

Stella: “I wouldn’t mind if the Sparx had skipped the witches.”

That wasn’t very nice, Stel.

Now it’s time for everyone to perform… but the Winx haven’t settled on what to do! Panic!  Bloom says they should pick something they like doing together and Musa suggests they like playing music together.  Bloom glows like this wasn’t a totally obvious thing.  Of course it was gonna be a concert, what else could it have possibly been?

Sorry, I snark, I’m loving this episode but I kinda want to see Aisha go off and join a gymnastics group and Stella join a fashion group and Tecna join maybe a hologram 3d art making group and Flora join a gardening group and Bloom and Musa stand there looking confused.  It’d be funny.  And I still wonder if the other girls feel pressured by Bloom and Musa into all this performing.

But then the star box appears!  The compass spins!  It has decided it’s time to chase a prime star!  The girls run off, assuming the star is in running distance I guess.  The disguised Trix follow them.

To another part of the courtyard!  The compass is pointing to the well.  didn’t they find the Sirenix book down there or something, a few seasons ago?  I kinda remember, there’s some cool stuff down a well.

The box speaks! The star is here, but there will be “tests and traps” and also, ‘You can reach your goal all alone or reach the stars joined as one.”

The Winx look down the well and there’s pillars and vaulting and all sorts of architecture down there, I guess there’s a big cave under the courtyard.  They walk down spiral steps, following the floating box, until at the bottom there is a round pool of water with light shining up from it.  A “door of light” apparently.

Cosmix up to go through the door!  Did the song get a new stanza?  Maybe I just didn’t notice it before.

They fly through the door.

Into a similar looking underground room hung with overgrown bushes and things.  A ruiny sort of place.  Flora asks a flower what they should do in this room, but the plant doesn’t want to talk to her.  The girls do some magic and the plants recede, revealing each wall of the room has a giant lock and key in it.  Six locks, six Winx, obviously.  But the flowers are snappy and won’t let them turn the keys.  The flowers have quite long stalks and Aisha gets the idea to fly around so the flowers will tangle up trying to catch them.

The Trix have reached the door of light.  They switch to their Trix selves with no transformation sequence, too bad, then Icy and Darcy start fighting over who should go through the door first.  Stormy beats them to it.

Stormy appears in a room with nine circles on the floor.  One lights up, then another, and Stormy seems to automatically know she’s playing Twister.  She has success, when a cloud slurps her up and dumps her back with her sisters.  You can’t do it alone!  

The Winx turn their six keys.  Nothing happens.  Stella realizes the keys and locks don’t match in color.  The girls carry the keys to the matching locks and another door of light appears.

Which leaves them in another cube room with round medallions on the walls and a floating cube with mystical symbols on it in the middle.  Tecna recognizes it as a die, and stella gives it a shove.  The die bangs against some walls and the symbols on the die and the walls light up, but it’s clearly not the right sequence.  Tec says all games have rules, they just have to figure them out.  Time to experiment!

Trix stand on three twister circles and another door appears.  they’re not exactly working together, Icy and Darcy keep shoving each other and stormy keeps rolling her eyes at them.

Tec figures it out, they have to match the symbols on the die to the ones on the wall. So they all together push the die to the matching wall and another door opens.

Now they’re in a room with shelves of what look like potion bottles.  A round skylight and shelves of magical implements.  This room looks like a place people might use instead of just another trick room.

Flora is delight.

Bloom seems to think the prime star is one of the objects, but there are so many.

Aisha finds an aqua ball that looks like the sphere protecting the star compass, but of course it isn’t that easy.  The ball splits into two and then into many balls that go bouncing away.  The Winx keep catching them and they keep multiplying.

The Trix find the die but can’t push it the same direction and it rolls around the room and squishes them.

Darcy figures out what to do, they have to move it together.  Her sisters are having none of this ‘together’ stuff.  Darcy uses magic and a mirror to reflect the symbol from one side of the die to the correct wall, opening the door.  Darcy is the smartest Trix.

Now our villains are also in the magic item storage room.  They go straight to finding the prime star-- wouldn’t they want to grab a bunch of magic items??  Here comes the aqua ball!  They also recognize it as the prime star and all garb it at once… and here come lots more balls!

The Winx are trying to figure out which of their balls is the real one, I guess.  They know they have to work as a team.

They do a very cool Elements of Harmony thing, each grabbing a ball and speaking words of teamwork.

Bloom: friendship

Musa: unity

Aisha: loyalty

Stella: sincerity

Tecna: collaboration

Flora: mutual understanding

They fly into the air and all the balls come back together into one ball which has a lil green star charm inside.  Bloom puts it in the star box and the girls poof away.

Meanwhile the Trix are still drowning in balls.

The girls appear back at Alfea to Miss F announcing it’s time for them to perform. Wait, what about the other performances?  I’ve seen a million Winx concerts, I wanted to see something else!

Concert!  Minor fairies dance1  the boys except for Sky are there.  Faragonda and Griffin clap along.  Even witch students seem to be enjoying themselves.

Back with sky and Diaspro, they’ve found a big door.  Diaspro says this mission is thrilling, but Sky can’t wait for it to be over and what does the map say so we can get on with it already?

Diaspro unrolls her map and it’s just emojis of her and Sky in a heart. Pffffhahahahaha!  Oh that is so weird and dumb!  Diaspro, yer off your nut, why do you even want a dude who can’t wait to be out of your company?

Ok, we didn’t get as much Diaspro analysis in this episode, but it was still a good one!  Maybe next time!

#winx season 8 #winx club season 8 #winx club

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Personal present

Jungkook x reader

genre: smut, fluff, festive theme and boyfriend!JK

word count: 4.2k

Merry Christmas, my Boos!

It was the first Christmas you two spent all alone. And you were his personal present.

The lights of the Christmas tree shone softly, faint music so melodious reaching your ears as you handed your present the only guy holding your heart. Jeon Jungkook.

His raven hair was styled back, his black eyebrows arched high as he unwrapped the box you had given him, his long, pretty fingers throwing the fancy paper aside, his round doe eyes oh so dark they were almost black shooting wide. The tiny twitch of his lips noticeable as he held the watch he had wished for in the air, his orbs sparkling because of the reflection of the candles around you – and thanks to the universe hiding in them.

“So, what do you think?”, you asked, seeing that he had no eyes for you anymore, unpacking the box to get to the shiny black watch you had saved your money for the past months. Jungkook had wished for it, but wouldn't spend that much money for something he didn't necessarily needed.

Shaking his dark hair Jungkook looked up, the blissful expression on his handsome, but still cute face taking you aback. It was the first Christmas you two spent as just the two of you, no friends, no family. Just him and yourself. At first you were kind of tensed, not knowing how to behave, either overly into festive mode or casually spending the night as a couple. Eventually it turned out that it was just another night, tasty food and candles topped by the way too big Christmas tree Jungkook and the other boys had bought last week. But just as you met your boyfriend's sparkling, deep eyes you knew that this wasn't like any other Christmas, a hunger lacing them you had last seen the first few months of your relationship.

“You're unbelievable, you know that, y/n?”

A soft smile playing on your lips you tilted your head. “Tell me, why?”

His head falling back for once, closing his eyes he grabbed your hand, pulling you closer until your face almost touched his, his fresh but sweet breath brushing your lips. “I never wanted you more than tonight, baby.”

“Well, I have another present for you tonight..”

You imagined him gently kissing you, the atmosphere beautifully romantic for a playful night with your boyfriend in front of the chimney. But what you didn't expect was Jungkook to force his lips on yours, tasting you as if he was starving. At first you didn't know what to do so you just closed your eyes, your hands suddenly shaking from anticipation until the handsome making out with you crossed your arms behind his neck, his teeth grazing your bottom lip. With your fingers playing with his silky locks in his neck you felt how Jungkook tugged at your lower lip, taking it delicately between them to suck at it, nibbling it slowly and you could sense how your lower stomach started to heat up. Hence you ran your hands over his hair, tugging at it how he tugged at your mouth, his tongue tracing over your lips, his own passionately leaving marks down your cheek to your jaw. Your boyfriend's digits wandered over your plain, but rather sexy black dress to land straight on your ass while he pulled you on his lap so you had to straddle him.

“Eager?”, you asked with a smirk curving your lips that were utterly red and swollen from the way how harsh Jungkook had kissed you over and over again. Instead of an answer he chuckled lowly, his sparkling eyes lingering on your cleavage he pulled down till he could witness the lacy dark grey dessous you had bought especially for tonight.

“More than that”, his husky response was late, his one hand still on your bum, the other cupping your cheek. “Y/n..”

Your name whispered by the young man you loved, his simple, but meaningful caress of your cheek with his warm palm, his dark nearly black pupils locking with yours was everything you needed. Wanted. If you could stop time you would do it that exact moment. So you opened your heart to feel him with all your senses, pushing Jungkook down your shared couch, your body hovering over his, your own eyes never wavering once.

“I want you so bad, Jungkook.”

A tiny, but oh so loved lopsided smirk sneaked on his flushed face. “Get off of me, beautiful.”

Obeying you climbed off, distancing yourself from the sofa he still laid on, his eyes never leaving your body as you twirled around a soft laugh falling from your lips.

“What are you waiting for? Your other present is me”, your voice teasingly encouraging him to come closer you shifted your head, turning one-eighty so he had to see your back you threw him a glance over the shoulder, one side of your face lighted by the Christmas tree's lights, the other warmly lit by the fire in the chimney in front of you while you felt the smooth material of the fluffy carpet below your feet. Seeing Jungkook sitting up, watching you intensely his doe eyes wide with every step you took until you stood by the chimney, your hands running over your dress, unzipping it behind your back to let it fall to the ground.

“Y-you're the most beautiful..”, you heard your boy saying in awe, a lump in your throat swallowed. There you stood, only dressed in your underwear that was almost black, a thong covering your round ass, your finger disappearing in your hair to pull out the clasps holding your hairstyle up to let your rather long hair fall all the way over your back. It earned you a hiss that was much closer than you expected, warm hands tracing over your bare arms to your waist, a rough pull pressing you on Jungkook's front side.

Witnessing his fast heartbeat against your shoulder you wanted to turn around to tease him, but his grip on your waist got stronger, his lips attached to your neck all of a sudden. Flinching you moaned quietly at the way Jungkook began to nib on your sensitive skin, his palms stroking over to your stomach, holding you even closer while you enjoyed his presence. Then you were turned around, his lips connecting with yours harshly, passionately, needy. With a grin felt through the kiss you were lifted up, your legs wrapped around his hips before he crouched down to lay you flat on the fluffy carpet below you, the white of it's fabric feeling cotton like on your bare back.

Pulling his face down you couldn't stop kissing him, already addicted to the way he tasted, to the way he drove your crazy with simple kisses along your jawline ere he turned his attention entirely on your neck, marking it, sucking it until you clung mewling on his back, your fingers pulling on his buttoned black shirt. You wanted him. Naked. Inside you.

Shoving him off of you with a disappointed scoff on his side you urged him to finally undress himself.

“Not until you're naked, babygirl”, Jungkook chuckled evilly, his playful side showing with a smug smirk, his fingers grazing over your covered tits. With the most cheeky expression contouring his face, his bottom lip pulled between his teeth his pulled your bra down your breasts, leaning down to lick a heavy stripe over your hardened nipple. “Come on, arch your back.”

Hearing the craving lacing his deep voice you immediately arched your back for him to get access to your bra's clasp. Inhaling sharply Jungkook threw the bra through your living room, his fingers coming down to massage your mounds, his thumbs circling your nipples for a couple of seconds.

Without another word your boyfriend wandered between your legs, his teeth grazing menacingly slow over your naked torso until his view glanced up, not wavering once whilst he took the hem of your thong in between his teeth to pull it down your legs, his hands accompanying him. Feathery he stroked over your thighs, your calves ere he stood up, demanding you to stay where you were without looking back up.

“If you look I'll punish you tonight, my little present.”

Laughing you shot him a glance. “Another idea, babe? Better come here and take care of your gift”, you pouted with a chuckle, but Jungkook didn't say a word ere he was gone, but still present in the same room.

Some rustling later he was back, a bright red, twinkling bow in his hands, cocking his dark eyebrows up.

Confusion washing over your blushing face you waited while he got on his knees beside you, leaning down to nib on your neck for a few more minutes, your fingers tugging impatiently at his shirt again. But they were smacked away, a rather rough material suddenly encasing your throat. The red bow.

“You said you're my present, so you needed something that fit that term”, Jungkook grinned down at you, running his sparkling fingers through his raven hair, leaving remnants of the bow's twinkles inside them.

The gesture of him turning you into his personal gift with a simple bow was a typical action from him, as he was a cheeky guy who loved to have fun. But what would follow wasn't something you'd laugh about tomorrow. Round after round of endless sex..

You just knew as his fingertips circled over your arms, over your chest towards your legs, your body covered by goosebumps as he reached what you expected. Your heat.

“The question is: Do I eat you out for hours or do I make you work for hours?”, he hummed darkly while his thumb rubbed casually over your clit, no haste in this motion of his. “Tell me, beautiful. It's Christmas.”

Contemplating your two choices you weren't sure which one was the better option as you'd die for the both of them, but it seemed that it took you too long, Jungkook standing up to kneel down between your legs, spreading them widely.

“Oh god, baby, you're already dripping?”, another evil chuckle reached your ears as you looked up to see one of his fingers disappearing in your heat without a single warning, your back arching high at the sudden contraction around his index finger.

“J-Jungkook, I'll choose the first!”

“It was already too late, babygirl. I decided.”

Cocking up your eyebrows you shot him a questioning look, but the tiny twitch of his edges told you. You were screwed thanks to your body's honesty.

“Now get on your knees, my girl”, a command followed by a tap on your inner thighs he pulled out his finger, a frustrated gruff falling from your lips. “Don't worry, I'll take care of you tonight. A lot.”

A shiver running down your spine you got on your knees, your lips pressing onto his. Passion and adrenalin coursing through your veins.

“Then tell me what you want from your present, babe”, you whispered seductively, breathing on his lips as you felt his hands running over your bare figure to touch you everywhere. His answer was pretty late as his attention was to feel your soft curves, to kiss you over and over again with his tongue in your wet cave before he pushed you down his strong, muscled body until you dropped yourself on your hands, your ass high in the air.

Jungkook's fingers in your hair he urged you to kiss along his jeans where you felt his dick already rock hard pressing against the fabric to spring free the moment you opened the zipper. “Suck.”

Glancing up you knew what game he played tonight. And you loved every single second of it. Jungkook usually was a silent guy who loved to shower you with compliments, but whenever you two wanted to feel each other more than the rest of the time you spent as a couple a switch was put on, a rough side showing when his need started to take overhand of his gentle behaviour. And this Christmas it seemed to burn even lighter than any other night. That's why you didn't hesitate to pepper wet kisses along his dark jeans, kissing the fabric that separated your mouth with his leaking cock. The spot where his tip was situated you sucked harshly, your saliva soaking his fabric, but you didn't stop there. Your tongue laced with a lot of saliva you licked strongly, and oh so slowly over his shaft eliciting a groan from your boyfriend who held your hair twirled around his bony fingers.

“Open my fucking jeans, babygirl. I want to feel your pretty mouth wrapped around my dick”, Jungkook's head rolling on his shoulders you saw how much composure was needed not to press your naked body to the floor and just fuck you as he wanted it. But as it was Christmas you were allowed to have fun as well.

Lifting your head from his wet jeans you fidgeted with his belt ere you opened his jeans, your fingers touching his hot cock and the small vein running over his rather thick shaft. Jungkook helped you getting rid of his pants before he got on his knees, hovering over you without his hands leading your head, because you already thirsted to taste the precum pooling whitely on his reddened tip. Licking your lips like a starving woman you swallowed hard enough for the handsome above you to notice, a big smug smirk plastered on his pink lips.

And you did it alike, giving him a super sweet smile before you grabbed him by his thick thighs, pulling him in your face to lick over his warm erection, swirling your wet muscles deliciously slow over his head to taste the saltiness mixed within sweetness of his precum, rolling it on your tongue.

“What a sight. My babygirl in nothing but a bow sucking my cock as if she's starving. The best Christmas gift I ever received”, Jungkook's voice was raspy, the need almost touchable as his long fingers unbuttoned his black shirt, throwing it on the couch a few metres away. His abs were on your display, the sparkling lights dancing on his rather pale skin before his hands stroked gently over your hair to grab them harshly the next second, forcing you right on his dick until his swollen tip nudged your throat. You would've choked, but as you were already used to his harshness you just looked up to grant him with a puppy like expression to which Jungkook hissed.

“What a good girl”, humming those words he started to thrust into you with his godlike hips, the fire place making crackling noises beside you, the warmth of it reaching your bodies, tinging them into a soft light.

Slurps and gags were heard over the faint music playing in the background out of the many speakers Jungkook owned. Whilst your fingers held you up and his own guided you up and down his hardened member your eyes found his black ones, a slight smile that showed his pride and hunger towards you rewarding your fast suck and hallowed cheeks. The way you bobbed your head seemed to drive your handsome boyfriend crazy as hisses and groans filled the air soon, his upper body leaning forward, his hand vanishing out of your hair to hold you by your hips, his pink lips peppering wet kisses along your backside ere his fingers shot forward to spank your ass you had held up high. The first hit landing on your soft flesh you mewled loudly into his cock deep inside your wet cave, the vibrations sent through his lower body too much as you heard Jungkook's frantic breathing. It laboured even more as you deep throated him, your eyes burning with tears that fell down your cheeks a second later whereas you felt the touch of his digits feathery over your slit spreading your sex widely. One of his long, bony fingers suddenly rushing deep inside you you arched your back even more, closing your eyes against the urge to push him down and ride the hell out of the little tease curling his finger.

“Turn around, babygirl”, Jungkook's melodic voice was nothing more than a shadow of what used to be gentleness, a raw craving for your body growling out the words. Of course you obeyed, but ere you did you let go of his shaft just to suck on his red head for mere moments making your boyfriend hella loud, his moans showing his need. “Now!”

Giggling you adjusted the bow around your throat, Jungkook already kneeling back as he did before. “What do you want, babe?”, you teased again, your vocals purring the words with a sloppy kiss on his mouth you knew would drive him nuts thanks to his way too sensitive senses, his own smell provided on his own lips mixed with your sweetly smelling lipstick.

Jungkook didn't give you an answer in the form of words, his strong hands grabbing your wrists, his nose touching yours and the blackness of his eyes piercing yours. “I want you to turn around so I can fuck you. No mercy tonight, babygirl.”

Humming in disbelieve you mocked him further with your cute kisses on his open mouth, but as you did you were spun around, your face pressed into the white fur of your carpet, his other arm wrapped around your lower waist to pull your ass in the air to get better access to your leaking pussy.

“Don't even dare to mock me, beautiful”, Jungkook's chuckle was husky, his fingers on your skin burning. “My present shouldn't do that.”

“Do you want to talk or fuck, babe?”, you still weren't complete fazed by his behaviour, but as he reached out to slap your round bum you flinched, biting your lower lip with wide eyes. Then you were smacked again, his palm rubbing the aching spot afterwards to make sure you really enjoyed the light spanking he gave you to show dominance.

“You better not beg for mercy later”, was his mumbled answer, the hand in your neck vanishing. “Stay low, babygirl.”

Doing what he demanded from you you stayed on the ground, your legs holding you up as you felt his thick length coating itself in your arousal ere nothing was felt for a brief moment. Holding your breath you braced yourself, your cry louder than intended as his erection filled you completely. Content with your reaction he pulled out of you to lean on your back with his broad chest laying flat on your back, the heat of his skin resonating over on yours. His low voice was utterly close next to your ear, a faked sweetness reaching your eardrums.

“You sound so needy, beautiful. How about you take some more of my cock? It's yours.”

Swallowing hard he was back into position his hands gripping you by your hips to pull your wetness on his dick with a hiss. Still on the ground your hands found shelter in desperately holding you on the strands of the fur below you to hold you in place as Jungkook began his merciless game. His hips meeting yours with force as if he had endless stamina the slamming sound of his skin hitting yours echoed through the living room drowning the music blasting out the speakers. Your frantic, loud moans and his panting accompanied by low growls and a couple of dark symphonies falling from his pink lips you were sure your neighbours had to turn the Christmas music a lot louder to not explain the strange sounds coming out of your shared apartment to their children. By the time Jungkook sped up you were a panting mess, sweat pooling on the small of your back, his warm hands sliding over your sweaty skin whilst your juices started to drip on the white of the carpet beneath your trembling body.

“Fuck..”, you cried that word more than you called the handsome's name, your hands finally supporting your upper body as Jungkook leaned on you again, his face buried in the crook of your neck from behind, his pink lips attached to your sensitive spot to muffle the uncontrolled moans leaving his mouth.

Jungkook's damp body clung on yours while his fingers still dug deeply into your sides, his movements a lot sloppier than before. “Shit, y/n..”, you heard the whimper before you felt his cock pulled out, his torso suddenly straightening behind you whilst his strong hand jerked his dick that was slick and glistering from your own arousal. “I'm coming..fuck, y/n!”

Throwing your head over your shoulder you saw how his eyes were glued to your curves, his knuckles whitening under the pressure of his grip around his throbbing length, his motions nearly transparent because of the speed. His strokes got faster as you wiggled your bum teasingly, your lower lip pulled between your teeth as your eyes met and his head fell back into his neck, the strands of his smoothly raven hair neatly styled back allowing you to witness the furrow of his dark eyebrows, his oh so kissable lips agape letting out a salve of melodies in the form of deafening whimpers and moans rushing out of his mouth while you felt the hotness of his release spurted out on your ass.

“By god..”, you witnessed him cursing in his native language knowing exactly that Jungkook wasn't finished with you at all as his shaking fingers smeared his cum over your rim towards your dripping sex to fill the void you felt with his digits. “Babygirl, you better prepare yourself while I get something to drink.”

Pulling them out of you earning himself a disappointed sound, you were turned around, laid flat on your back before Jungkook propped himself on his elbows beside your head. His coated fingertips brushing over your lips he urged you to open up and as you did you stuck your tongue out to lick them clean without leaving his chocolate orbs for once. But his did, flying to the spot your wet muscle met his skin, his bottom lip being chewed on until it was swollen and a shade darker than normal.

“I want to cum tonight”, you shifted your head so you could kiss him, your hands taking his to guide them down your tits. “I'm your personal present, but I'm also your girlfriend, so you should come back fast and make your girl come.”

Laughing slightly, Jungkook's cute face scrunched as far that his eyes were crinkled, then he stood up. “Is that what you wish for?”

Nodding hastily you propped yourself up, your face lit by the chimney.

“Be careful what you wish for.”

With that he was gone, but it didn't took him more than half a minute to come back, his member still erect and ready to go another round while you combed your messy hair with your fingers. The smirk he shot you made you weak hence you gestured him to come closer, grabbing him by his thighs to press your lips on the shadow above his thick length. Seeing how Jungkook, your love, closed his eyes with a pleasured smile curving his lips you felt a warmth washing over you, in all the right places that you couldn't stop yourself anymore..

His hand on your thigh throwing it over his slim waist, his lips connected to yours, your breathes mixing, his dick buried to the hem inside of your heat, his moans muffled by your sweet lips the night went on in front of the fire place, the faint, way too kitschy music filling the background as the first snowflakes of the year covered the city in whiteness..

The moment Jungkook opened his tired lids a few hours later, his arm numb from your weight he shifted to the side, the hardness of the ground below the warm carpet hurting his bones. As quite as he was able to he lay you beside him, standing up to grab a blanket to toss it over the two of you, but he came to a halt, his free hand stroking back the loose strands of his raven hair whilst his eyes were drawn by you, curled into a small ball, the red bow around your throat twinkling in the Christmas tree's lights, your hair a mess and the most blissful expression on your sleeping face he couldn't help but giggle, a loving smile painting his tired features.

Kneeling down beside you his fingers brushed your hair out of your face, his mouth softly brushing over your forehead. “You aren't right, beautiful”, he whispered, his voice raspy from sleep and hours of moaning. “You're not only my gift for the night..”

#bts #bts Jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkook #bts smut #bts fluff #jungkook smut #jungkook fluff #dom!jungkook #boyfriend!jungkook #bts au #jungkook au #christmas theme #bts scenarios #beyond the scene #bts reactions #kwritersnet #bts drabble #jungkook scenario #jungkook reaction #jungkook request #justin seagull #personal present #love #jk #bunny boy #bunnykoo #have fun and merry christmas

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SAG Awards 2020: The Best Skin, Hair and Makeup Looks on the Red Carpet

As award season marches on, this week brings another round of celebrity beauty looks to inspire us, courtesy of last night's SAG Awards.

Also known as the Screen Actors Guild Awards, the ceremony celebrates the best in television and film—which means we get a double dose of glam from our favourite red carpet stars.

These were the best skin, hair and makeup moments:

Zoë Kravitz

Zoë Kravitz at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Zoë Kravitz at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Two words: Blown. Away! Zoë looks like a modern-day Audrey Hepburn in this gown, gloves and elegant hair and makeup. The peach tones are doing incredible things for her skin—which isn't too covered up, since we can still see her freckles—and I love the cat eyes and subtle shading of her lids. She is flawless!

Dakota Fanning

Dakota Fanning at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Dakota Fanning at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Dakota traded her usual girly aesthetic for a sexy, beachy vibe, and I'm here for it. Especially the messy, mermaid hair texture, which dresses down the sparkly green dress. (I think it's bad lighting that is making her blonde seem so yellow!) The makeup couldn't be more delicate, with sheer washes of peach on her lids and cheeks.

Dakota is wearing: Tinted lip balm in Super Cashmere

Lupita Nyong‘o

Lupita Nyong'o at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Lupita Nyong'o at the 2020 SAG Awards.

You don't often see old Hollywood hairstyles with Afro hair texture, but Lupita's 1940s-inspired updo shows us how it's done. Then, she matched her makeup to her dress by layering white next to black eyeliner. The rich berry blush and lipstick bring it all together.

Lupita is wearing: Blush in Haute Couture • Eyeliner in Black Vinyl • Eyeliner in French Lace • False lashes in C.10 • Lipstick in Jezebel

Reese Witherspoon

Reese Witherspoon at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Reese Witherspoon at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Reese is wearing the exact same flippy bob hairstyle we saw at the Golden Globes, but now I like it even better. I think it's because the makeup colours are a lot more flattering here—no brown tones, and a cherry lipstick that brings her face to life. All together, the effect is young and fresh.

Scarlett Johansson

Scarlett Johansson at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Scarlett Johansson at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Scarlett is back on her game with this slick, tight updo and bright orangey-red lipstick. I love how healthy her skin looks (and there's no sign of the white under-eyes we saw at the Golden Globes!). Her eyes are emphasized with warm shimmery shadow, a sweep of liquid liner, and a pop of gold at the inner corners.

Sophie Turner

Sophie Turner at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Sophie Turner at the 2020 SAG Awards.

While it doesn't have the wow factor of her 2019 Met Gala look, Sophie's long waves and peachy-pink makeup are super pretty. Rather than dark eyeliner or shadow, she's relying on extra long lashes to make her eyes pop. I also like the light dusting of sparkly shadow on top of the pink. 

Joey King

Joey King at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Joey King at the 2020 SAG Awards.

I appreciate how Joey keeps mixing it up this award season. This time, it's all about the slicked-back hair, extra long earrings and sultry, smoky charcoal eyeshadow. Although I'd prefer a slightly lighter touch, this is probably my favourite look I've seen on her yet. (I hope she tones down the lip injections, though!)

Joey is wearing: Moisturizer • Primer • Foundation in 20CP • Concealer in 20CP • Powder in 30NN • Blush in Going Native • Setting spray • Eyeshadow primer • Eyeshadow in Stranded, Jet and Drift • Eyeshadow in Midnight Cowboy • Eyeliner in Perversion and Smoke • Mascara • Brow pencil in Cafe Kitty • Lip liner in Liar • Lipstick in Ex-Girlfriend

Michelle Williams

Michelle Williams at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Michelle Williams at the 2020 SAG Awards.

After her stiff waves and orange dress at the Golden Globes, I'm happy to see Michelle upping the glam factor. The makeup is much more intense than usual, with long lashes, black liner and a rich red lip. (And stars are just like us—they get pimples, too!) But it's the Art Deco barrette and angular waved bob that really make this stand out.

Michelle is wearing: Serum • Moisturizer • Eye cream • Lip balm

Camila Mendes

Camila Mendes at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Camila Mendes at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Is anyone else getting Kendall Jenner vibes from Camila? She didn't take any risks with this simple hair and makeup, but it still looks lovely. The key elements are matte skin, matte rose lipstick and soft lashes—with her unusual arched brows framing her face.

Rachel Brosnahan

Rachel Brosnahan at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Rachel Brosnahan at the 2020 SAG Awards.

I loved Rachel's mid-length soft waves at the Golden Globes, but she's had a haircut since then and possibly a blonder hair colour. I'm not as into this textured bob, which seems too trendy for her, but I do love these smoky eyes. And she has gorgeous skin and brows.

Rachel is wearing: Foundation in Porcelaine • Concealer in 1 • Powder in 1 • Powder • Blush in Glow (as highlighter) • Blush in Petal • Eyeshadow in Steel, Marine and Baby Pink • Eyeshadow in Silky Rose, Metallic Pink and Silky Steel • Eyeliner in Sparkling Black • Mascara in Deep Black • Brow pencil in Cappuccino • Brow gel • Lip balm • Lip liner in Nude • Tinted lip balm in Nude

Jennifer Garner

Jennifer Garner at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Jennifer Garner at the 2020 SAG Awards.

I'm glad Jennifer wore her hair down in these textured waves, because otherwise, her ensemble would've looked way too "prom." I can't fault the au naturel makeup—just a hint of mascara and a pinky tinted balm on the lips—but I feel like she deserves a stronger overall style statement. We need more edge!

Lili Reinhart

Lili Reinhart at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Lili Reinhart at the 2020 SAG Awards.

If you feel like you've seen this before, you have—Lili wore a similar tight updo and smoky eye makeup the last time she made a red carpet appearance, at TIFF. It's nothing groundbreaking, but it shows off her beautiful skin, and I love the shading around her eyes.

Madeline Brewer

Madeline Brewer at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Madeline Brewer at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Madeline didn't shy away from colour, choosing a bright turquoise dress and even brighter orange lipstick to go with her signature red hair. I don't find it the most sophisticated combination, though, and the hair seems a bit too casual for the outfit. What I do love are her brows, skin finish and barely-there eye makeup.

Madeline is wearing: Foundation • Lipstick in Laugh Louder

Margot Robbie

Margot Robbie at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Margot Robbie at the 2020 SAG Awards.

What is going on with Margot this award season? She's still rocking the dark roots from the Golden Globes, and in this loose bun, it truly looks like she didn't have time to go to the hairdresser's. The makeup seems like a repeat, too—just flushed cheeks and a slightly deeper lip colour. Margot, you are better than this!

Margot is wearing: Moisturizer • Skin balm • Blush in Rosewood • Eyeshadow in Blurry Blue

Jennifer Aniston

Jennifer Aniston at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Jennifer Aniston at the 2020 SAG Awards.

This is classic Jen, but at least she didn't wear black this time. I think her hair looks better in this straight-ish blowout, rather than the waves she had at the Golden Globes. The makeup is exactly the same. Pretty, but predictable.

Nicole Kidman

Nicole Kidman at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Nicole Kidman at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Nicole should wear blue more often—it looks so good with her blue eyes, pale skin and strawberry blonde hair. I like the matching hint of silvery blue shadow at the inner corners of her eyes (although I don't love the lashes), and the vintage waves look thick and luscious.

Millie Bobby Brown

Millie Bobby Brown at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Millie Bobby Brown at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Believe it or not, Millie is only 15... but here, she's been styled like someone 20 or 30 years older. The entire look is too mature—the mother of the bride outfit is the worst part, but also the stiff long hairstyle and brown smoky shadow. She needs to be taking cues from Kiernan Shipka!

Millie is wearing: Serum • Moisturizer • Eye mask • Foundation in Light Medium 8 • Powder in Light 1 • Blush in Shy Shi • Eyeshadow in Telepathic Taupe and Deep Velvet • Eyeshadow in Sublime • Eyeliner in Shade and Blk Coffee • Mascara • Brow gel in Brown • Lip oil • Lip liner in Supernatural • Lipstick in LaBeija • Lip gloss in Flesh Astral

Charlize Theron

Charlize Theron at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Charlize Theron at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Apparently, Charlize didn't have time to do her roots, so she adorned them with a diamond tennis bracelet instead! I can't say I'm a fan (although I'm not going to complain about her blonde because I'm pretty sure it's the lighting). Her go-to neutral makeup was updated with a pinky shadow from lash lines to brows. 

Sarah Hyland

Sarah Hyland at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Sarah Hyland at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Sarah's dress and spray tan seem more fitting for a springtime music event, not the SAG Awards in January. If she'd leaned into the pastel tones for a more ethereal look, it might've worked okay. But the tan plus the lashes, liner and contouring cheapen this.

Sarah is wearing: Foundation in 550 Light/Medium • Blush in Innocence • Eyeshadow in Peach Punch • Mascara • False lashes in Mia • Brow pencil in Soft Brown • Lip gloss in Fling

Jennifer Lopez

Jennifer Lopez at the 2020 SAG Awards.

Close-up of Jennifer Lopez at the 2020 SAG Awards.

I was hopeful that JLo would give us a head-to-toe old Hollywood moment, but the hair and makeup just aren't cutting it. The two face-framing pieces pulled out of her updo are really dated, as are the smoky eyes and heavy lashes. It's also a shame that her skin is covered in thick, shiny foundation... and that goopy nude lip look needs to go!

Who had your favourite (and least favourite) beauty look on this red carpet?

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Requested by @melconnor2007

Summary: You and Bucky have been dating for a few months. But when the Russian spy Natasha Romanoff comes into the picture, everything changes. She is ready to do anything, anything, to get him. You’ve been warned: she is not scared of playing dirty.

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Y/N: Your name

Warnings: Angst… But lots of fluff, fluff for everyone!!! There may be some cursing…

Word count: 2,616

About the SHIELD Archives: When we carried out some research about James Buchanan Barnes, we found out he was the Casanova of Brooking. We submit some of his adventures. Security Level: Classified.

A/N: I’m taking a break from “The Past, the present… The future” to write this request. I was in serious need of writing some fluff! But don’t worry, the next chapter from the series will be up soon. Enjoy reading!

“Do we really have to go?”

“The answer remains the same it has been for the last hundred times you’ve asked me”

I put my best puppy face “Please?”

“Ughh… No, don’t do that. Don’t do that. We have to go.” Bucky turns around to face the window but I go around him.

“Please?”

He clearly intends to say “No” again, but he makes the mistake of looking inside my eyes. In a second, he is out of combat, looking at me with a heartbroken expression. I intensify my puppy look. “We could stay here and have some fun” I whisper, stepping closer to him. He is still too mesmerize to answer. “Please. I’m begging you.”

He leans closer, his gaze never leaving mine…

Buzzzz… Buzzz

I curse internally at whoever had the great idea of calling him at this exact moment. He still holds my gaze for a few seconds, indecisive. But the phone call has broken the atmosphere.

Bucky leans in towards me “Go get changed, Doll. We will have as much fun as you want when we get back” He whispers, dangerously close to my ear. A shiver runs down my spine and I leave the room before I melt in the very center of the carpet.

I take a cold shower as slowly as I can possibly withstand. Maybe we don’t have to go if it gets really late. I usually love to hang out with the Avengers, but today is different. Today we are celebrating that Natasha Romanoff has comed back from a six-month mission in Russia. I’m really happy she is back and alive, I only have one thing against her: I’ve heard too many rumors about Bucky and her. And I don’t want to test if they are true.

“Doll, you OK there?” Bucky asks from the other side of the door “You’ve been in there forever. We are going to be late and I know that’s exactly what you want”

“Then why do you ask?” I reply him “I still have a lot left”

“Y/N. If you don’t get out of the shower this exact moment I’m going in and dragging you out myself” He threatens.

“You wouldn’t dare.” I put the shower temperature a bit lower.

“I think I would” and I hear the sound of the lock giving up under pressure…

“OK, fine! I’ll hurry up! Stop whatever you’re doing!”

His cristal laugh fills the corridor. “Shame. Ok, be fast”

My dress is waiting for me when I turn the water off. It’s magenta, hugging my body down to my knees and then falling delicately, like a waterfall, to the ground. It hangs from my left shoulder and the back is made with translucent fabric. But the most beautiful part are the silver needlework emulating flowers that starts in my left shoulder and wraps around my back and my right hip, fall down to the ground. I add golden earrings, that are thin chains that fall down to my neck, and a simple bracelet matching them. I let my hair fall freely and do some quick makeup, before meeting Bucky in the living room.

He is looking out the window-wall, astonishing in his perfectly cut suit. The image is beyond words. When he turns around I feel a like insecure. Should I have worn another hairstyle? More makeup? a different dress? Yes, I’m sure I should have chosen the short blue one. He walks up to me, his expression unreadable.

“You shouldn’t have worn this dress” he whispers. I knew it! “It’s going be really difficult to pay attention to anything else tonight. It’s not fair.” I look up at him and he is smiling with admiration. I feel my breath finally back in my lungs, but his eyes chase it out again. A long moment passes, allowing us to enjoy the simplicity of the utter feeling that we are in love. My insecurities vanish and a wicked smile fights its way to my face. I’m unable to stop it.

“You look beautiful when you smile like that” Bucky says, mirroring my expression. “Well m’lady. If I have the honor of showing you our ride tonight.” He offers me his arm and I take it, barely able to keep a straight face.

The drive to the restaurant is relaxing and fun, but as soon as we meet everyone in the private room the restaurant has arranged for us, I feel all my fears weighing me down again.

There she is, looking flawless. Her fiery red hair is pull back in an elegant bun resting on her neck, just the right amount of hair out of place to look casual without being informal, like she was born with that bun. Her green eyes, framed with extra-long, extra-dark eyelashes are beautiful, nothing to do with mines. Her china skin is perfect and the dress… A long black dress that falls down to the floor. It’s tight around her upper body but from her waist down it turns into a sea of light, flowing, translucent fabric, with an opening in the front that goes up to no-one-knows-were, showing off her model legs completely. The cleavage of the dress is brushing the limits of too-much, but not crossing them, and over it there is a strap of jewelry. Everything about her looks amazingly tempting for a guy. And when she shoot a malicious smile at me, I suddenly have no doubt who’s going to win tonight.

Tony, astonishing in his dark blue suit, sits me down next to the Russian spy and sets Bucky in front of her. He doesn’t mean any harm with that, but I feel betrayed by my own friends as I sit down. Natasha offers me a warm smile of welcome, more fake than plastic, but doesn’t waste any other smile in my direction. as soon as Bucky sits down, I discover that the rumors about her flirting skills were founded. Her smiles are breathtaking, her conversation is interesting, yet suggestive in the bad way, and she breaks the touch barrier just enough to transmit attraction without being creepy. There’s no way Bucky wont be at her feet at the end of the night.

I eat in silence, wishing this night would end immediately so I could finally hear Bucky’s decision to leave me from his own lips and the wall of tension building up inside me could finally collapse. At one point, I realize Natasha is talking to me.

“Y/N, we were just wondering how much experience you had in night combat” She smiled. I tried to calm down, it was just an innocent question about my abilities fighting in low-visibility conditions… Then why the hell did it sound so dirty?

“I-I have some e-experience, but I’m not great a-at it.” I answer nervously. Only when I see Natasha’s look of victory, hidden under her understanding expression, do I realize the question meant just what I thought it meant.

I feel my cheeks hot, but they are not the only thing… My upper left leg feels strangely warm and when I look down, a dark red stain is forming in the fabric. It’s not possible! Out of shock, I stand up and everyone can see the blood stain. Stammering, I excuse myself and slide towards the bathroom. Behind me, the uncomfortable silence is broken by Natasha’s voice.

“If you excuse me, I’m going to help her. Must be lady problems” she says, her voice soft and calmed.

In the bathroom, I try to clean the stain, that smells mysteriously similar to chemical products. I’m not on my period and, though I don’t know how, I know exactly who is behind this. The stain just won’t clean off, so I breathe deeply to calm down and, with my hands still shaking, turn to the door.

The cause of all my problems is standing right there, smirking. She looks me up and down, judging me, and then nods with despise.

“I’ve heard you’ve been entertaining my boyfriend during the months I’ve been away. I just came to tell you that your services are not longer needed, you can go away.” She informs me.

I can’t believe my ears “Beg your pardon?”

She gives me a hard look “You are not longer needed to keep Bucky entertained. Understood? You are not welcome. Yes, I’m sure you’ve had fun this few months (Who wouldn’t, really? It was the perfect chance for someone like you), but now Bucky has me and he doesn’t need your “services” any more. You didn’t actually believe he was falling for you, right? He is in love with me.You were just a little distraction he needed while I was away and he obviously doesn’t need you anymore. So go away little girl, and let adults make things properly… if you get what I mean.” that sounded terribly bad “I don’t want to see you near Bucky ever again. You’ve annoyed him enough and now that you don’t have any way of making it up to him, you better leave his life. And look at you, you have definitely proved the team that you are a fool. Nice memory they’ll have of you.” She smiles darkly and looks at the stain on my dress. I turn to leave, but she is not done yet. “Oh!” she whispers menacingly “And this is nothing. If I ever see you around him again, trust me, you wont forget the face of my friends. I will destroy you. You don’t know how far I can go… How much I can make you suffer.”

And she’s gone, leaving me shaking. I drop myself against the wall, my back slamming hard against the cold surface, and slide to the ground. I can’t breathe, I can’t stop shaking and I can barely contain the noise my tears are making. She’s right, I’m a fool for believing he was ever interested on me, having someone like Natasha. I’m weak. I have nothing to do with his life.

I leave the restaurant and walk around the streets. I can’t go back to the tower, because everyone will be there. I’ll call a friend tomorrow and see if they can collect my personal items from there. Now I have to find a place to spend the night and my subconscious takes me to a decadent section of the city. It wouldn’t be the safest place for someone normal, but I’m a highly trained spy. As long as I can see them, I can fight them. And I feel much more confident now that I know where I’m going. It’s an abandoned construction that looks like an sport hall. I discovered it while doing parkour with my friends one day and I kept coming back after that. It is big and the celling has loads of iron beams that are rather easy to get to and more confutable that you’ll think. Something about empty places makes me feel free and calmed, just what I need now.

I rip the lower section of my dress to be able to climb better (I wasn’t planing on wearing it again anyways) and sit on one of the beams closer to the window. Its dark and cold and I get goose bumps, but I feel safe. I slowly lose conscience…

Boom! The sound of doors opening rips me violently from my sleep. I kneel on the beam, my senses already working at full speed. Crap! With this darkness I’m not going to be able to fight anyone. The footsteps stop and I hear a metal screech, meaning someone is climbing the beams. As silently as I can, I change of platform, but whoever’s following me hears me and changes directions as well. We carry on this way for a while, nearly dancing, until I realize I have nowhere else to jump to. I’m cornered. I try to take a step back but my feet slip on the edge and I fall back, my heart stopping…

And a set of strong arms cut my fall. My heart is racing. Who is this man? What does he want? A million terrifying thoughts cross my mind but then the man speaks.

“Y/N. Oh, thank Heavens you are here. We’ve been looking for you everywhere!” Steve sets me down and wraps an arm around me.

I smile in relief. “Sorry. I didn’t want to bother you. I was going to send someone to collect my things in the morning”

Steve freezes “What do you mean? You are moving out?”

“Yes… I’m a fool and so annoying to the team. And now that Bucky has Natasha, no one needs me anymore. So I’m going to move out.”

“Y/N, what do you mean? Bucky’s been sick worried since you went missing. All the team has! You’re not annoying, you’re part of our family. Who told you we didn’t like you?” He frowns “Wait… It was Natasha, wasn’t it?” My silence is his answer “I’m going to kill her. Don’t listen to her, she’s just jealous. You’re amazing, just don’t leave us again.” He presses me to his side. “You’re freezing! We need to get you to the tower now.”

The tower… The last place I want to be in. I enter the common room wrapped in a blanket, still with my destroyed dress and ruined makeup, Steve walking at my side. Bucky is sitting in the couch, his head on his hands, and Natasha next to him in a comforting position. When he hears the door, he looks up and his eyes shine. His expression changes from worry to relief automatically, like a weight has been taken from him. He runs towards me and wraps me in his arms. They feel like home, their embrace forming an unbreakable barrier between me and the world. They warm me up better than any hot bath would.

He kisses the top of my head and then rest his forehead on my hair. “Y/N… Don’t ever do that again. I thought I’d lost you.” he sounds so heartbroken that a shiver runs down my spine. “What happened?”

“Natasha happened.” Answers Steve for me. Bucky turns around, never letting go of me, and his grip tightens.

“What did you do?” Bucky everything but roars towards the Russian spy.

“Nothing! She’s lying! She’s in shock, probably delirious.”

“Really? Because I can really see you threatening someone I love just to get your way, Natasha.”

“No! I just…”

“You just didn’t like the idea that I had found my soulmate and it wasn’t you.”

“I’m your soulmate, Bucky. I don’t get why you don’t see it!”

“I think I can judge that myself.”

“So you choose her, then? Are you sure? Because that little, insecure brat won’t give you what you want.”

I wait for his arms to leave me as he realizes Natasha is right. But they don’t. His voice is deep and husky when he answers “She is everything I want.”

Tears fall down my cheeks as I hear the door closing after Natasha. Steve also leaves the room. Bucky looses a little his embrace so that he can look at my face and smiles, registering every single little detail until his eyes stop on my lips. “I thought I lost you” He murmurs softly. “You nearly drive me crazy”

“I—I don’t understand.” I whisper back. “Why have you chosen me? Natasha is right, I can’t give you what you want.”

He leans in closer, our lips almost touching “You still don’t understand it? You can’t give me anything, because you’ve already have. You are everything I want. Just tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, Bucky”

“And I’m yours.”

He closes the distance between our lips, sealing like that the promise.

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