Remember how in DMC Beckett was desperate to lay his hands on the Chest because if the Company controls the Chest, they control the sea? The second and third films make it perfectly clear that claiming authority over the heart of the captain of the Flying Dutchman gives you authority over the sea because the captain of the Flying Dutchmanis the sea – hence the conundrum in AWE. Since all the rules of Jones’s curse apply to Will, there is no reason to assume that this is no longer the case once he’s taken over, and so the logical conclusion is that whoever has Will’s heart also rules the sea. And we all know what happened at the end of AWE.
So yes, what I’m saying is that Elizabeth Turner can stay on land waiting for her husband to come home and still be the most powerful character in the Pirates universe because it just so happens that the love of said husband granted her authority over the sea.
Imagine if Jily were alive during Harry’s second year
Harry and Ron: *crash the Weasley’s car into the Whomping Willow*
THE NEXT DAY
Ron: *gets a howler*
RONALD WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU STEAL THAT CAR! I AM ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED! YOUR FATHER’S NOW FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK AND IT’S ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT! IF YOU PUT ANOTHER TOE OUT OF LINE WE’LL BRING YOU STRAIGHT HOME! — Oh, and Ginny dear, congratulations on making Gryffindor. Your father and I are so proud.
*awkward headshake by Ginny*
Harry: *gets a howler*
*Lily’s stern and angry voice* HARRY JAMES POTTER! HOW DARE YOU PULL SUCH AN IDIOTIC STUNT! YOU COULD HAVE BEEN- *cut off by James’ even more louder, albeit excited as fuck voice* A FLYING CAR! YOU RODE A BLOODY FLYING CAR! I AM SO GONNA TALK WITH YOU ABOUT THIS! I AM SO HAPPY- HECK I AM SO BLOODY PROUD! A FLYING CAR! HOW’S- *cut off by an even more excited Sirius’ voice* MERLIN’S SAGGY PANTS! YOU ARE JUST THE PERFECT MARAUDER OFFSPRING AREN’T YA?! I AM PROUD TO BE YOUR GODFATHER! JUST YOU COME HOME! I’LL TEACH YOU- *cut off by Moony’s frustrated voice* Padfoot! Prongs! NO!
* occasional clapping and sounds of party poppers bursting in the background, obviously done by Wormtail*
Ron during the Feast: How come do you not get scolded! ;_;
Harry (smirking): It’s a Marauder thing.
McGonagall (who obviously hears that comment while passing the timetable): Trust me, Mr. Weasley. It’s truly a Marauder thing.
But WBC is real with actual documented incidents. What has a real SJW ever actually done besides make stupid people feel uncomfortable on the Internet
There is no such thing as “a real SJW”. “Social justice warrior” was always a negative label from the beginning, created to designate those that are not representing social justice as it should be (kind of like how the term “weekend warrior” is used to describe someone who’s normally boring from Monday through Friday, but goes out of their way to indulge themselves irresponsibly on the weekends in an attempt to compensate). Wearing that label unironically is like publicly proclaiming that you’re a bigot. You’re utilizing the No True Scotsman logical fallacy here. Also, the fact that you said “make stupid people uncomfortable on the internet” really doesn’t reflect well on you, especially when the majority of anti-SJWs are liberals, LGBTA people, minorities, etc. that are simply “uncomfortable” with how you’re poorly representing what we believe in. The fact that there even is a divide between people that all desire equality just goes to show that someone is doing it wrong (hint: It’s not the anti-SJWs). If anything, you’re just showing people exactly the kind of attitude that people hate about SJWs. It’s the fanaticism. It’s the extremism. There are people who simply have faith in a higher power, and then there are people like WBC, who actively use that faith to try to harm others. This is why they’re really the perfect analogy when discussing what SJWs are to activism.
In any case, are you sure you want me to answer this? Because I don’t think you’re going to like what you see.
I’m sure all of this doesn’t even come CLOSE to what SJWs have done overall. I could probably spend weeks finding all sorts of bullshit to put on here. I openly invite others to add onto this, as I’m sure there’s a lot that’s been left out (@takashi0 might have a list on hand).
This is why people are against “social justice warriors”. They are NOT representing social justice. They are NOT supporting equality. They are only giving liberals, activists, women, minorities, and the LGBTA community a bad name.
minghao is GORGEOUS. he has surpassed all possible levels of beauty at this point. just when you thought his looks have reached its peak BOOM he switches that hair up on you, throws on some eyeliner, and takes another iconic selfie to let you know he’s got more tricks up his sleeve. I’m terrified. what’s he gonna do next? he’s already a top visual out of basically every idol group ever. you think I’m exaggerating? I’m not. he’s just too attractive. Its honestly infuriating now,, I don’t know what else to do except get physically angry whenever I see his perfect face. fucking angel faced piece of shit. how dare he.
Warning:Smut, DD/LG Kink, Daddy kink, Age Gap, Spankings, Language, A Little Bit of Clark Kent ;), Slight Angst, (OC is not under-aged, she’s 23)
Summary:“Little girls get spankings..”
Author’s Note: I combined two request together; hope you enjoy :)
Request(s): 1. “Hii, i was watching married with children and there’s a scene when somebody ask to the girl “is he your daddy?” And she asked “Oh no, he’s my father” it was so funny, can you do something like that with Bruce idk but in the other way, like “is he your father” “oh no, he’s my daddy” and Bruce reacting I bet will be funny, I hope is not too kinky lmao, sorry for my English btw”
2. “Can you please make some smut of Bruce being mad cuz the oc is way too young and she made fun of him acting like a brat or childlike and he’s going all “oh you wanna act like a little girl? Well, little girls get spanking.” also height difference cuz Ben Affleck is fucking 6′4 asdghk”
I watched as the small minx pranced around the kitchen in nothing but a pale pink, silk baby doll top and matching ruffled shorts. I had a business party to go to, and she was busying spilling pink lemonade all over the marble island.I was having second thoughts about bringing her along. I knew how people gave us dirty looks at these type of events, not only because of the scandalous dresses that clung to her tight body but the fact that I was above 35 years old and she was in her early twenties. It was fairly hard to keep up with her, the messes, uncontrollable hormones and high sex drive. But I wasn’t complaining, I couldn’t.
“Y/N, go upstairs and get dress. We don’t have time.” I walked over cleaning the sticky, sugary liquid off of the counter.
“No..I don’t wanna.” She pouted, poking her bottom lip out more than usual.
I turned, squinting my eyes at the hardheaded young woman in front of me. I hovered over her as a smug grin pulled at the corners of her plush lips. She stood on the tips of her toes, tugging at the black silk tie I was wearing. Her fingers brushing over the collar of my shirt, her small leg sliding in between my muscular ones.
“You always looked so nice in a suit, Brucey.”
I cringed at the nickname, and my jaw clenched feeling her small hand gripping my growing bulge. I rolled my neck in frustration, yanking her harshly by her bicep, bringing her closer to my body, almost lifting her off of her feet.
“Go upstairs and get dressed. I’m not going to tell you again.” I growled, pushing her towards the staircase.
I realized that my bad temper did nothing but cause the bubbling excitement in her to erupt. The way her thighs clenched together and how her tongue snaked out to lick her lips obviously told it all. She stomped her foot and cross her arms as if she was a child that refused to go to bed when told to.
“I said I don’t wanna. I don’t like how all those men stare at me like I’m a piece of meat.” She looked down at her bare feet with her arms behind her back, twisting to and fro.
I walked back over to her, lifting her head up by her chin, my 6′4 frame towering over 5′2 one.
“I wouldn’t dare let anyone lay a finger on you. Now, stop being a brat and throw on something pretty for daddy.” I gave her perfect ass a slap before she ran up the stairs to our bedroom, giggling.
She was acting more bratty than usual, which made my palm twitch, maybe it was that time of the month for her. I put the pitcher of pink lemonade back into the fridge after pouring the half empty glass down the drain. She wanted toget the best out of me, I knew how badly she wanted me to take her over my knee and chastise her until her perfectly round ass was a pretty picture painted with black and blue. I wasn’t going to let her get me, not like that last time when she nearly wrecked the batmobile. I remember how she was barely able to get out of bed the following morning.
About 25 minutes go by, I gave another look at my watch, she was still upstairs, doing god knows what.
“We have 15 minutes to get there. What’s taking you so damn long?!” I yell upstairs, leaning my arm against the wooden banister.
“Yeah, yeah.. I’m coming grandpa.”
I rolled my eyes at the childish remark before hearing the clicking of heels against wood, I rose my head being greeted by crimson red silk, sculpted collarbones and tight brown curls.
“How do I look, grandpa?” She twirled around, her dress following behind her.
Before she could reach the last step, I grabbed her forearm , my mouth inches apart from hers.
“Keep making those little jokes and you’ll have matching cheeks to go with that dress.” I smirked, pecking the tip of her nose.
She muttered something under her breath about old people on our way to the car, causing my jaw to clench and my palm to twitch for the 10th time this night. I held the door open, as she slid onto the Italian leather seats, the slit of her dress opening up a little more than it should, revealing that she’s bare underneath. I took a deep breath after closing the door, adjusting my collar, walking over to the driver’s side. The car ride consisted of dress lifting, thigh grabbing and sly remarks. God, how the hell was I going to get through this night?
Once we stepped inside the luxurious mansion, we were already plummeted with glares and scoffs but soon welcomed with a warming smile and aligned liquors.
“Glad you could make it Bruce.” Clark chimed, giving my shoulder an hearty grip.
I returned the gesture with a friendly one-armed hug, Clark’s eyes wondered to the side of me causing me to pull away and my eyebrows to furrow. It wasn’t long until I noticed that Y/N was giving him bedroom eyes.
“Is he your father?” Clark questioned as if I wasn’t standing right in front of them.
“Oh no, he’s my daddy.”
My mouth parted open and my cock twitched against the zipper of my dress pants at her unexpected, shameless response. She looked up at me, giving me cherubic, doe eyes beneath long lashes, wrapping her tongue around the skinny straw of her dirty martini. I blinked at her twice before turning to Clark.
“Excuse us.” I smiled keeping my lips in a firm, thin line before tugging Y/N off into the women’s bathroom.
I gripped her chin harshly, my index and middle finger holding her face still as I cornered her against the wall. She looked up at me with those innocent eyes, again, as if she didn’t just call me her daddy in front of Clark fucking Kent.
“You think you can just get away with acting like a spoiled brat tonight? Huh?”
My fingers digging more into the skin of her cheeks, hard enough to leave light red marks in the shape of fingertips. I smiled as she winced and shook her head vigorously, her rosy cheeks slightly mushed together causing her lips to pucker a bit.
“You like acting like a little girl?” I snatched her by the thin straps of her dress, “Little girls get spankings..”
My cock throbbed at the struggled gasp that escaped her lips as I bent her over the sink of the public women’s bathroom. I lifted up the skimpy, red silk being greeted by her bare plump ass. I groaned at the sight, my hands running over the delicate skin of her ass cheeks, prepping her for the stinging sensation that she was about to endure.
“I want you to count. If you lose count, I will start over.” I warned and she nodded willingly.
I took a deep breath before my large hand slammed against the soft pad of her left ass cheek. I grinned to myself hearing the soft mewls rolling off her deceitful tongue.
“1..” She choked out.
I could hear the tears already erupting in her voice which made my pants tighten a little more than they should have. I smirked as a bright red hand print started to form on the surface of the skin. I lifted my hand up, slamming it down once again, watching her tiny body jolt up in pleasurable agony. I did that about several times while she counted before our safe word slipped pass her quivering lips. I took a step back, basking in the sight of her swelling cheeks. She attempted to stand up straight but failed miserably, I wrapped my arms around the small of her back, my lips grazing the prominent vein on her neck, inhaling her succulent scent of milk and honey.
“This is what happens when little girls want to act like little whores.” I gestured towards her cherry tinted ass.
“I’m very sorry daddy.” She poked her bottom lip out , gaze to the bathroom floor.
I kissed her forehead gently , before helping stand up straight. She seethed as her fingertips brushed against her ass while fixing the skirt of her dress. I adjusted my tie whilst she wiped the smeared mascara from under her eyes.
“We’re going home. I need to have you.” I engulfed her hand in mine, bringing her knuckles up to my lips before leaving the bathroom back into the crowd of drunken snobs.
We urged through the crowd just to be stopped by Clark once again. I was nearly on the verge of losing my patience. I needed to have her now. I couldn’t help but get rock, hard at how flustered Y/N gets after a well-deserved punishment.
“Awe, leaving so soon?” Clark pouted, his words slightly slurred. Superman was tipsy, ha.
“Yeah, Y/N isn’t really well.” I put on a mock frown, before giving him a manly shoulder grip then exiting through the front door.
The car ride back composed of Y/N continuously folding and uncrossing her legs, almost similar to the car ride here. I didn’t get the chance to open the car door for her, before it flung open widely, and she jumped into my arms, her hands grabbing at my face and her lips providing me with sloppily, gift-wrapped kisses. I held her up by the backs of her thighs as I fought with the keys and lock of the large house we shared. We stumbled inside after finally managing to open the door, our lips still attached to each other’s. I let out a growl feeling her break the heated kiss before she pushed me on my back to the leather couch. She swung her legs over mine, as she fumbled with the buttons of my dress shirt after pushing my blazer off. I pushed the skimpy straps pass her shoulders exposing her perfectly, taut buds. I bowed my head, taking the left one into my mouth, my tongue creating circular motions around the peak. I watched in awe as she threw her head back, hair tousled over her the high points of her cheeks. Her small hands finding their way to undo my belt and slacks, that crooked smile displayed across her face as my rock, solid cock sprung out of my briefs. She took a hold of my cock in her hands, her thumb sweeping up the bead of precum that managed to form in the slit, earning a low groan from me. Her hand teasingly squeezing around my cock causing my breath to hitch and my body to stiffen. She started to rotate, up and down on my dick, in a torturing slow pace.
“Don’t tease me, doll.” I warned through clenched teeth.
“You’re no fun Batsy.” She gave me a mock pout before scooting back on her haunches, her grip tightened on my cock as she wrapped her soft lips around my tips, her tongue making long stokes up the sides.
Then she took all of me into her mouth reminding of how talented she was at this. I grabbed a fistful of her gathering it up in my hands before tugging roughly, effecting my cock to probe the back of her throat, smalls gags being muffled. She looked at me with doe eyes, smiling brightly with a mouthful.
“You’ve always looked so pretty with my cock down your throat.”
She nodded knowingly, her head bobbing back and forth , edging my release. I tugged her up by the mock ponytail I formed, refusing to cum without being inside of her first. I ran my thumb over the speck of spit and pre cum on her bottom lip, leaning down to tug at it with my teeth. She giggled against my lips sending vibrations throughout my body.
“I wanna ride you daddy.” Her tongue grazed over lip before she climbed onto my lap, wrapping her legs around my hips.
I was in complete fulfillment when she slid herself onto me, my hands went immediately to her waist, out of habit, guiding her up and down on my cock. Her hands tangled up into my unruly hair, tugging and pulling as she rode my cock. I smirked as my first name escaped from her soft lips causing me to bury myself deeper inside of her.
“You like that slut? Huh?” She moaned, nodding her head vigorously. “You’re so fucking tight.” I purred against her pulse.
I thrust into her a few more times before grabbing her by hips, flipping her on her side. She wrapped her left leg around mine as I held the back of her right thigh. I pull out of her almost completely then submerging my cock into her cunt, my balls slapping against her puckered hole.
“Harder.. Please.” She begged as I witnessed her eyes flutter and roll back.
I granted her wish, plowing harder into her, the feeling of worry crept in the back of my mind, at the thought of nearly tearing her apart. I wrapped my arms around her rib cage , my fingers toying with her rose bud nipples.
“Cum for me, little girl. Come on, cum for daddy.” I whispered, my hands snaking down her navel to the sensitive bundle of nerves between her legs.
“Bruc-” Her gravelly voice was soon interrupted by the contracting of her cunt around my cock and the clenching in her stomach from her euphoric release.
I held her tighter to my body, thrusting into her practically lifeless body, riding into my orgasm, strings of my hot seed spewing into her heated mound. I wasted no time before I trailed kisses from the valley of her belly button down to the soft coils. My tongue flicked at her clit , gazing up at the beautiful nymph above me as she thrashed and squirmed underneath my tongue, cleaning up the concoction of our cum. I lifted my head, meeting my lips with hers letting her get a taste of the new flavor we created. I coddled her in my arms, pulling the sheet over her getting a glance at the fading red blotches formed from tonight’s earlier events, the room silencing from the frantic breathing. Y/N examined me with squinted eyes tugging at the skin of her bottom lip with damp hair pressed to my chest.
“How come you don’t call me your girlfriend?” She broke the silence.
I clenched my jaw, sensitive about this particular subject.
“Y/N, you know how I feel about-”
“Don’t give me that. We’ve been together for 1 year and 8 months, and you still haven’t labeled me as your girlfriend. Are you embarrassed to be with me because I’m younger, or shall I say a little girl ?“She began to remove herself from my grip but I refused by pulling her back tightly to my chest before lifting up her face by the chin, forcing her to look at me, blinking away the tears that dared to fall.
“I love you. Don’t ever say I’m embarrassed of you. You’re my everything.. Lover, partner, soulmate, girlfriend, hopefully wife.” I gave her nose a soft peck watching her lips curl into the smile that I adore so much.
“Really? Wife?” She attempted to hide her smile with her hands before I grabbed them.
“Yes. Really.” I gave her lips one more longing kiss before she snuggled up to my chest.
Note: This stemmed from my four sentence posts that grew into something else entirely. Just a lot of filth and smut tbh. This is unedited and rushed, so warning for the bad smut.
Summary: You are honor-bound to do your duty as a princess and marry for the good of the kingdom. Marriage, like many things in your life, is meant to serve a purpose. But you know you should be grateful because there are far worse fates than being engaged to marry Prince Taehyung. ~Royalty AU~
is the picture of etiquette and genteel charm during your maternal aunt’s
harvest ball. He dances with the
appropriate family members and ladies of the court, but remembers to pay
special attention to you, his wife-to-be.
He maintains the proper distance during customary dances, hands finding
their exact position on non-scandalous places on your body as he was taught to
do from an early age.
the members of your court believe. He is
ideal. You and Taehyung are the perfect
match, a beautiful couple to join two kingdoms together through marital
bliss. And you don’t disagree with them
for a second. Despite only just having
met the prince (whom you were contracted to marry since birth) for the first
time last year, he had not faltered with sending you correspondence – a fact
that sends your ladies-in-waiting into swooning fits and gossip.
can’t count the number of times they beg to read the letters, and each time you
tell them on no uncertain terms that the letters are yours and yours
alone. They remain locked in a secret
cabinet back at the castle. So your
ladies-in-waiting are left to imagine what Taehyung writes, their guesses
sounding inane to your ears when they titter about romance and love at first
don’t need to know that in every letter Taehyung writes, in perfect penmanship no less, he describes how he imagines deflowering you on your wedding
Imagine a wild night in Rome with your husband after the last day of JibCon.
Characters: Jensen x Reader
Warnings: fluff, Jensen gyrating(Yes it’s a warning), SMUT, some dirty talk
Word Count: 1.9k
A/N: I able to work this into my 30 Days of Jensen and Dean (That has gone on ENTIRELY too long.) This is fic number TWENTY-FOUR. The line, “Bring me some pie,” was requested by @percywinchester27. It was supposed to be fluff, but you can’t always get what you want. ;) This is just smutty, smut because all of the JibCon photos got me WORKED UP. (sigh) I also promised Ana so gyrating Jensen and this was the perfect opportunity for it. Not so much obviously drunk Jensen, but it’s hot either way. ;)
Title: Better Books. Pairing: Implied! Beast!Prince Adam x Reader. Words: 1,522. Rating: K.
After scanning the shelves for what seemed like hours, you had finally found the book you were looking for. Laughing softly in victory, you figured that Adam must have hidden it from you to assure that you didn’t read it again. You could hear his voice inside of your mind, ‘There are better things to read than that.’
You held the book in your hands close to your chest. Rubbing the spine gently, you felt somewhat conscious of the blue eyes lingering on you longingly from across the spacious room. Whether out of nerves or slight curiosity, you let one of your feet dangle from the ladder in the library, swinging around slightly so you could look back at Adam with a tender gaze. He was perched in a chair, sitting in what little sunlight was leaking into the castle from the overcast sky outside. Unfortunately, it wasn’t the sort of warm sunlight that soaked into your skin and made you feel a little more happy and optimistic. It was a dreary sort of sunlight that would bounce off you and create somewhat negative vibes. Fortunately though, you strode around with your own positivity the darkness that seemed to mindlessly drape around the entire residency.
By the time you looked back at him, he tried his best to seem completely invested in the book instead of the back of your head, but you knew better. It was something new between the two of you and has become more and more frequent. The stolen glances, as if it were forbidden to actually look at one another and allow yourself to be caught doing so. You had only stumbled upon the castle a month ago, and between then and now, he has actually warmed up to you surprisingly well. After all, it had only been a week or so since he felt comfortable telling you his name so you didn’t have to stumble around what to call him exactly.
Stepping off the ladder with a small ‘thud’ as you jumped onto the marble floor, you studied the book in your hand and made your way to the seat across from him. Adam noticed of course, watching you from his peripherals as you sauntered your way towards him and sat down.
Adam cleared his throat, setting his book down in his lap. “What’ve you got there?” He inquired, using his head to gesture to the gently worn out book in your hands. If he moved just right in his spot, the dim sunlight coming in through the large windows shined off his horns, somewhat reminding you of how water shimmered in the light.
You seemed a bit shameful when you answered quietly, “Romeo And Juliet.”
“Uhck.” He murmured softly, scrunching his face in mind disgust, “Have you not read that enough? It’s such a tragic story. The romance, the pining, the unforgiving end. That book will be in three pieces by the time you’re done with it. There’s so many books here, why choose the same one over and over?” Adam’s curiosity was legitimate. He never saw the wonder in romance like you seemed to. To him, they all seemed the same and never seemed to have the absolutely ideal ending.
You laughed quietly, “It may be. At least it’s a book that you don’t seem to care about. I’m sure I could set it on fire and you’d probably be very happy that I did.” Shrugging your shoulders, you rubbed the spine once again and answered simply, “It’s a bittersweet tale. I like that it’s not perfect. That’s what makes it enjoyable. Anyway, why does it matter what I read? It’s not like you’re the one reading it.”
He nodded his head in agreement. Thankfully, he wasn’t the one reading it, but he still argued, a bit more innocent and playful this time, “Perhaps, I can show you another story that’s just as good.”
“I dare you to show me one that I’ll love more than this one.” You held the book up and sat it down on the table to your right. “You’ve read everything in here, so I’m sure you can find one.”
Adam stood up, completely towering over you before holding a paw out for you to take. You smiled at him, accepting the help and let him lift you from your seat. “I accept your challenge. I’ve got just the book.” The smile he gave you was the gentlest thing you had encountered and left your heart swimming in an unknown feeling. You wanted nothing more than to see that smile for the rest of your days. Adam hesitated, but eventually let go of your warm hand before striding to the left. You followed closely, biting down on your bottom lip.
What was the feeling in your chest? It was as if someone had lit a thousand candles and let them burn inside of you. You denied any previous thoughts of adoration for Adam, telling yourself that you couldn’t possibly feel anything more than forced friendship for someone who was keeping you here. But at this point, the sensation in your heart was making you question your own words. There was no doubt some sort of attraction between the two of you. The hidden gazes, the gentle strokes of your hand against his arm while you pass him books.
If he let you go, who’s to say you wouldn’t want to willingly stay here with him? You would stay. Even if he didn’t ask, you would stay. But, why?
“Here.” His voice boomed you back to reality. Swallowing softly, you looked up at him with reddened cheeks before letting your gaze drop to the book in his hand. Taking a shaky breath in, you took it from his hands and studied it carefully. It seemed a bit more worn than ‘Romeo and Juliet’, the spine exceedingly bent at the moment, stirring you to ask, “Have you read this a lot?”
“More than most books here. It’s one of the books my mother used to read to me when I was a child.” Adam admitted softly, letting his icy eyes admire your reaction to the book. “It’s the only romance I can actually bear to finish.” He said without thinking. “You see uh— I never finish them, usually. Romances, at least. I leave them off in the ideal place, almost….”
“Afraid of ruining it with the actual ending.” You finished his sentence for him. Adam seemed astonished that you had actually understood. Pressing it to your chest, you sighed and whispered to him, “You’re taking an opportunity away from yourself though. If you never read the ending, you’re not reading it in the way it was intended to be read. Some…” You clutched the book a bit harder, something he noticed as your knuckles were turning while, “Some stories have a happy ending that are so out of sight that you need to keep reading on. You can’t let one bad ending be the reason why you can’t enjoy other endings.”
There was no fighting your words because as Adam let them sink into his mind, he came to realize that you were completely right. He opened his mouth, ready to discourse but couldn’t find anything to say. He couldn’t. He was in such a position that you words were undoubtedly true. Before the curse, his ending was a bad one, though he prolonged it for as long as possible. It took a sharp turn and seemed even worse for a while before you came waltzing into his life, giving the slightest shimmer that perhaps even he could have a happy ending in a story otherwise full of despair, darkness and hate.
“Let me know what you think.” Adam said quietly, looking at the book in your hands. “I hope… you like it.”
Reaching up, you pressed your hand to the right side of his face and completely captivated his attention. The affection was sudden and seemed to leave Adam completely defenseless as you smiled sweetly at him. It was a tender stroke and reminded him of the last time that he had actually been touched so affectionately. It had been years. If it weren’t for the dramatic height difference, he could look at you eye to eye and if given permission, he would have kissed you. Just to see a response, to see that if getting his hopes up wasn’t just a waste now that there were only a few more petals left on the enchanted rose.
Adam was certain he could kiss you regardless, catching you off guard. The nagging voice inside of his head worried that you didn’t want it though, and so he refrained as best he could and tilted his head towards your hand.
You let your hand linger on him for much longer than needed, eventually bringing it from the side of his face to his wide shoulder before walking back to your spot in the small amount of sunlight. It was his time to follow you back. Sitting down, you stared up at him and gave a warm smile, “I’m sure I’ll love it.”
EYYYYY. Thanks for reading! Reblogs and likes are appreciated! :D
Summary: JJ made a diss track where he said something he shouldn’t have.
A/n: I LOVE THIS! Oh my I can’t tell you how much fun @blueminter and I had writing this! For the 11614846651 time, thank you so much for
doing this Mel, I love you. For those of you who don’t know this, Mel basically wrote all those amazing bars! Everyone go tell the Sidemen they need to hire her for their diss tracks! Anyway I hope you like it!
“Hey babe”, my boyfriend Simon called me. “Have you seen JJ’s diss track yet?” he
asked. With JJ leaving the Sidemen, Ethan and Harry had released a diss track.
And to be honest, they were fire. Jide coming back at them was thus no surprise.
“No, no I haven’t yet. I was actually just about to though, why?”, I
questioned. “Well we’re all going to watch it together and react to it and I
thought I’d be nice for you to be here too?” “Oh yeah, nice. I’ll be there in
five”, I beamed.
The Sidemen house was only a
few blocks away so I decided to walk there. When I got to the door, my
boyfriend was already waiting for me. He kissed my lips softly as a hello. We
went to the kitchen where all the other guys were already waiting. I quickly
hugged them all and we sat down to film.
“Hey guys! As you all may
know, JJ just released his diss track. So we’re going to watch it and react to
it”. The track had a good beat to it, but the lyrics weren’t that great. JJ
started off with Ethan, as expected.
Yow Ethan do you still the stairs
cause you better roll down every pair, WOT?!
Ethan paused the video. “And
there we go with the fat jokes!”, he laughed. Josh added; “Fat joke here, fat
joke there”. “You’ve got the best fat joke of the year!”, I cheered, earning a
laugh from the guys. “Don’t be surprised Ethan,” Simon stated, “She’s had your
track on on repeat”. “Hey! Don’t judge me. It’s absolute fire”, I laughed.
Ethan gave me a fist bump and Simon continued the video.
Now for Simon. Clearly opposites attract
cause you’re too skinny and your girl’s too… Ha you know it.
At that moment, my heart
dropped. I never considered myself fat, but I always felt self-conscious about
it. So hearing it from someone else was quite a shock. Especially in front of
all the guys. No one seemed to notice my discomfort, since they just kept
watching and commentating.
I had no idea what was being
said or done, because I was so caught up in my thoughts. Was JJ right? Am I too
fat? Does Simon think I’m too fat? Maybe he’s only with me because he pities
me? Oh god, I was starting to feel sick.
Luckily the video didn’t take
much longer. Josh and Harry were still discussing how often JJ implied that
Ethan was fat, when Simon asked me what I thought about it. “Uhm, yeah I think
it wasn’t that bad”, I lied. Apparently, I wasn’t that great at lying, since he
shot me a worried look. I didn’t want to talk about it, so I just ignored it.
Simon quickly did his outro,
with Ethan warning JJ for his second verse. When all the cameras were turned
off, Tobi asked if they could get a take-away pizza for dinner, to which all
the guys cheered. I politely declined, knowing that I probably shouldn’t eat
pizza if I was planning on losing weight. My boyfriend again looked worriedly
“Hey”, I nudged Simons side,
“Could I maybe take a shower?”. “Yeah of course! You want me to join”, Simon
smirked. “No no not with the guys here. I’ll be fine on my own”. “Your loss”,
he said and kissed me.
I ran up the stairs to Simons
bathroom. I stayed here so often that I had all my own stuff in there. When I
was about to hop in the shower, I caught sight of my reflection in the mirror.
I looked at myself, mentally pointing out everything I hated. And before I knew
it, tears were streaming down my face.
I quickly washed myself to try
and forget about everything for a second. But when I went to Simons room after
I was all cleaned up, I started thinking again. What if Simon doesn’t love me
anymore? Does he really think I’m too fat?
I didn’t hear him come in, so
I screamed a little when he hugged from behind. “Hello beautiful”, Simon
laughed. “Hi”, I mumbeled. He started kissing me. First my cheek, my jaw, my
neck, my shoulder, my collarbone. His touches were full of love, but I didn’t
feelt it. All because of JJ. I kept hearing his words, over and over again.
Eventually Simon noticed
something was really off. “Hey Y/N/N, what’s going on?”, he whispered. I just
shook my head. “Y/N please. Don’t do this to me. Don’t shut me out. I know
something’s wrong. Just talk to me, love”. I sighed. “Do you think I’m fat?”, I
said no louder than a whisper. Simons eyes immediately grew. “What? Where is
this coming from?”.
“Never mind. Just forget about
it”, I said quickly, regretting my decision to speak up about my thoughts. “No
Y/N, I can’t just forget about that! Is it because of JJ? Because of what he
said in his diss track?”, he asked.
The fact that I didn’t respond
and couldn’t even look at him, was answer enough for him. “Y/N listen to me. JJ
only said that to get a reaction out of me, okay? You are not fat. Far from
even. You are the most beautiful, happy, bright, funny, smart, talented person
I know. And I love you more than anything in the world, okay? So don’t you ever
dare to think that you’re not perfect, because you are”.
“I’m sorry”, I sniffed,
looking at the ground. Simon placed his hand on my chin and tilted my head so I
was looking in his eyes. “You have nothing to apologize for. JJ on the other
hand… You know what? I’ve got an idea”, Simon smirked. He quickly explained his
plan to me. “Simon you don’t have to do that. It’s fine”, I said once he had
finished. “Oh no Y/N/N, I do need to do that. And you’re going to help me. He does
not know what’s coming for him”, he laughed.
Two days later everything was
ready to get the plan going. All the remaining Sidemen were there, in a car
park getting ready to start recording. “Okay guys, is everyone ready? Then let’s
go!”, Simon said, making everyone cheer. “3,2,1 ACTION”.
“Yow Jide. You thought we’d
let you do this? You thought wrong mate and now you’re on your own. You said
you had a storm coming? Well get ready cause we’re bringing you A FUCKING
Simon:Hey Jide I thought we were mates but guess what now we ain’t. If
opposites attract then you and me would be good and that’s a fact. You call my
girlfriend fat but have you ever looked at yourself? Man. She is my queen. You?
You’re still thirteen, always dressed up for halloween…You act like a teen, you’ll
light up like gasoline when you hear this fire coming at you through the fucking
Ethan: Maybe I’m fat but at least
I’ve got some brain cells, yours are rotten, so maybe that’s why you smell. You
had a tongue twister in your rap but fam, how long did it take you to record
that, man? Forget squirrel or rolls Royce, all that comes out your mouth is
‘more vag!’ You incompetent fuck, just learn how to read, and then maybe you’ll
be able to drive at the right speed
Josh: So you left the Sidemen, the
stacks you made are crumblin. Yeah you’ll be tremblin, struggelin, tumbelin,
stumbelin without us right by your side. I’ve taken over your room whilst
you’re in LA causing a baby boom, but just remember I will be daddy forever,
there’s no way you can take that from me too.
Harry: It’s like you decided
overnight, but leaving the Sidemen is just not alright. Thought you had a
chance with my sister? Well now you’re never gonna be her mr. You’re too old
anyway that soon, like your channel, your hair will fade to grey.
Tobi: See I’m the original team
skrrr but not when it comes to you. I can’t tell if it’s humor but hell I don’t
like your tattoos. You’re acting a little bit new yet you still send emails
with yahoo. Now you’ve got a new girl but tell me, am I having deja vu? You
were talking about Seana like last week, that shits antique, but I bet this new
girl is just as 'unique’
Vik: You say I’m good with blocks
but guess what? Now I’m blocking you. My head is square but mate, have you
looked at WillNE too? No of course you haven’t, you only look at the girls
you’re banging, call me savage, but I think you need to use family planning.
Y/N: So JJ, it was nice knowing
you, and it was nice seeing you so relevant here on YouTube. Call me fat all
you want but man look at you, could use a little bit of Facetune, photoshop
just won’t do, you’re doing this just for the views so let’s stay cool. Don’t
get yourself into this, I don’t really know what your purpose is, but I guess
you need your stacks n that, but next time, don’t just say that I’m fat.
warning: triggers apply. mentions of suicide and rape present. read and reblog with caution.
❛ And this time, absolutely no requests. ❜
❛ No return engagements. No encore. ❜
❛ I hope you’re ready, because I’m about to tell you the story of my life. ❜
❛ And if you’re listening to these tapes, you’re one of the reasons why. ❜
❛ I’ve heard so many stories I don’t know which one is the most popular. ❜
❛ Betrayal. It’s one of the worst feelings. ❜
❛ Where’s my bike? ❜
❛ This was in front of the library? ❜
❛ What about the student honor board? ❜
❛ There’s some justice and some closure. ❜
❛ I couldn’t watch. ❜
❛ People can be fucking assholes. ❜
❛ I thought we had like another week for that. ❜
❛ Listen, I could, if you wanted to, I could help you finish the paper. ❜
❛ We only have like twenty minutes before the first bell rings. ❜
❛ I Googled everything. ❜
❛ Well the founding father’s did grow and use hemp, but it wasn’t weed exactly. ❜
❛ Sometimes books are more reliable for this kind of stuff. ❜
❛ Everything I publish is personal to people. ❜
❛ Still, it feels wrong. I’m just being honest. ❜
❛ What are you working on? ❜
❛ This is so cool. I’ve always wanted to set you up with someone. ❜
❛ Maybe I was stupid to keep hoping. ❜
❛ That is shocking. I’m shocked. ❜
❛ Wait a second, how do I know you’re telling the truth. ❜
❛ Come on, what do you say? ❜
❛ Then again, they almost always do. ❜
❛ Did you want to see if the rumors were true? ❜
❛ Why did you do it? ❜
❛ Thanks for helping me, that was really nice. ❜
❛ I’m just saying if you’re getting fat shamed then don’t be fat. ❜
❛ It’s always best to give compliments face to face. ❜
❛ Sometimes the silly things can mean more than anybody knows. ❜
❛ It’s kind of soul crushing, you know? ❜
❛ We all need it. Human contact. ❜
❛ You’re going to have to wait, just like I did. ❜
❛ Let me know if you need to talk, anytime. ❜
❛ I’m going to play mind games with you, just like you did with me. ❜
❛ That’s a whole new level of lonely. ❜
❛ You were kind that night. You just sat there. ❜
❛ I’m sorry about _____. He’s/she’s just a dick. ❜
❛ Want to see a trick? ❜
❛ You got to get the positioning just right. ❜
❛ After the way you played in Saturday, it’s on me. ❜
❛ Take it easy, okay? You’ll feel better tomorrow. ❜
❛ I wonder if you ever felt what it’s like to be lonely. ❜
❛ Have you ever noticed us? ❜
❛ How many of these did daddy make you? ❜
❛ It’s okay. I’m over it. ❜
❛ I never got the chance to say something. ❜
❛ The thing is you were the Valentine I was hoping for. ❜
❛ I don’t know if you’re doing this on a dare or whatever… ❜
❛ I like you for so much more than that. ❜
❛ The fact that you don’t even know. ❜
❛ This shit that happens to you, I think some of it you bring on yourself. ❜
❛ Thanks for the insight genius. ❜
❛ You said something stupid and I yelled at you. Big deal. ❜
❛ You didn’t like that someone told you no. ❜
❛ You should of just let it go but you didn’t. ❜
❛ I just needed to be alone. ❜
❛ You’ll do anything to keep up your perfect reputation. ❜
❛ I’m a fucking weak, pathetic loser. ❜
❛ They’ll just laugh at you like they always do. ❜
❛ Come out, come out, little girl/boy. ❜
❛ We’re protecting ourselves. ❜
❛ I’ve got no plans. I’m good to tell the truth. ❜
❛ It’s only a matter of time before we’re all screwed. ❜
❛ Nothing we did compares to what he/she did. ❜
❛ You’ve been doing it for weeks now. ❜
❛ My God, _______, you should fucking listen to yourself sometimes. ❜
❛ You want to know what’s worse then being a rapist? Hiding behind one. ❜
❛ You want to get the story straight? We all know the story. ❜
❛ The honor board, because you are all so honorable. ❜
❛ This happened off campus so the only alternative is the police. ❜
❛ It was no ones fault. It just happened. ❜
❛ I mean, maybe I was driving a little too fast. ❜
❛ I’m taking some fucking responsibility. ❜
❛ Maybe it’s all your faults, has that ever occurred to any of you? ❜
❛ Who’s going to believe a dead girl/boy? ❜
❛ You know my motto, no cheerleader left behind. ❜
❛ I’m always looking for the wrong person. ❜
❛ I thought you said you didn’t do it? ❜
❛ I’m telling you, the worst is yet to come. ❜
❛ You’re calling me a pussy, after what you did or didn’t do. ❜
❛ Oh, so, if I kill myself then I kill you guys too? ❜
❛ Why are you asking me about this? ❜
❛ I don’t know what your truth is. ❜
❛ Get your dirty ass feet off my notebook man. ❜
❛ Do you want to talk in there? ❜
❛ Maybe there’s even a message from beyond. ❜
❛ At that moment, everything was perfect. ❜
❛ I know you felt it too. ❜
❛ I wanted you to do everything you were doing. ❜
❛ What happened? I thought it was okay. ❜
❛ Just leave me alone, you should just go. ❜
❛ Part of me never wanted to see you again. ❜
❛ You walked out the door like I told you too, why’d you have to leave? ❜
❛ Your name does not belong on the list. But you need to be here. ❜
❛ I didn’t deserve to be with someone like you. ❜
❛ I would ruin you. It wasn’t you, it was me. ❜
❛ There’s that word again. ❜
❛ The kind of lonely feeling I’m talking about is when you feel like you’ve got nothing left. ❜
Days at work felt as if all they ever did was drag on and on, but that was partially due to the fact that I was so antsy to get home to my beautiful girlfriend, Kylie. We’d been dating around six months and already moved in together. Things moved quite fast between us, but I most certainly didn’t mind. I was already head over heels and she felt the same. We were attached at the hip practically, except for when I was working. Although she’d told me time after time I could pursue a career in acting or modeling, I still wanted to keep my job. Today had started off so well, from Kylie giving me morning head to wake me up, that I couldn’t wait to get home to her.
My drive home was a good twenty minutes, but twenty minutes too long if you’d ask me. Finally pulling into our driveway, I got out of the car faster than I usually do and made my way into the house. Luckily, I hadn’t called out Kylie’s name since I saw right away that she was fast asleep on the couch. The model looked blissfully adorable as she was lounged on the couch in her cropped sweatshirt and underwear, but at the same time incredibly irresistible. As I gazed at my beautiful girlfriend, an idea popped into my mind. Putting my stuff down, I tip toed over to the couch where I carefully moved between her legs and was positioned right in front of her core. With a smirk, I let two fingers carefully rub over her clit through her underwear. As I did that, my girlfriend began to stir in her sleep. Her eyes fluttered the slightest, but she remained asleep through my gentle touches.
Sitting up on my knees, I delicately tugged her panties down her legs and discarded them off to the side. As I bent back down to her core, I noticed she was already wet and a grin turned up at the corners of my mouth. Someone was getting herself off before she took her nap. Leaning in, I let my tongue take a slow swipe along her slit, just enough to start waking her up. My eyes remained gazing at her perfect figure when I took her clit into my mouth and began sucking lightly. With that, I noticed my girlfriend start to stir more until her eyes fluttered open to look downcast on me. I couldn’t help the smirk that tugged at either end of my mouth when I noticed her initially sleepy eyes darken with lust. “Did I wake you, princess?” I mumbled. As Kylie nodded, I noticed a flash of dominance rush over her as her hands rushed to rake through my hair and then push my head back down against her pussy. “Don’t you dare stop eating me out until I’m cumming.” She demanded and I did exactly as she said.
Harshly, I began sucking at her clit, feeling her body contort below me while moans were belted out. Moving my hand up, I gripped at her thighs before letting her index and middle finger drag to her center. My two fingers began pumping in and out of her. My eyes didn’t look away from her face as I curled my fingers inside of her just to see the way her jaw went ajar when louder groans filled the room. My entire focus was on my girlfriend below me and making her feel better than ever. Kylie’s hips arched upwards as I took her clit between my teeth and let my fingers pump in and out of her at a faster speed. I watched as her lower lip was tugged between her teeth to conceal a moan, jerking her hips up against my touch. The speed of my fingers pumping and curling inside of her increased and I felt as her body tense up below me. Her release was approaching and I wanted it to be incredible for her. My tongue lapsed over her clit over and over and I slid another finger into her, attempting to further her along. Before I knew it, her head fell back against the couch and a sling of curse words were leaving her lips.
Almost immediately after her climax, Kylie yanked me up by my hair to her level and looked me straight in the eyes before our lips collided with one another’s. “I’m gonna fuck you so good.” She muttered before her teeth sunk into my bottom lip, tugging at it before releasing. Taking me up to the bedroom, she shoved me down onto the bed. “On your hands and knees, slut.” She commanded, and I obeyed immediately. I loved when Kylie got dominant like this. She came up beside me and pressed her lips to mine. “Don’t even think of looking back, either.” She said before walking away, leaving me dripping and staring at the wall. Lust was growing within me. I was aching to see what she had in store for me as I sat hands and knees on the bed, ass up in the air.
Caught off guard in the middle of my thoughts, I felt a strike come down against my ass and a loud gasp escaped through my lips. Little did I know, behind me, my girlfriend was putting on a strap on. That was followed by the shift as Kylie kneeled behind me. I had been expecting her to eat me out, but what I got was even better. The feeling of the tip of a dildo grazed along my dripping wet slit, teasing over my clit. I couldn’t help the moan that fell past my lips. “You like the feeling of this cock on you, babygirl?” To which, I nodded my head and that earned me a spank. “Use your fucking words.” She demanded. “I love it, mommy.” I whined, attempting to jerk my hips backwards. “Such an eager slut.” She muttered and continued to tease the cock against my cunt. “Beg for it.”
“Please, fuck me.” I began, almost sounding exasperated. “I ate you out so well. Make your girl feel as good as you did.” I was trying to tempt her and it worked as I felt the hard cock slide into me, followed by the sound of my moan once again. Soon enough, she picked up and a rhythm and was just about pounding into me at a fast and steady pace. Her hands reached down to grip at my hips, scratching gently at them. My moans echoed throughout the room as she thrusted her hips to slide in and out of me until my core clenched around the length and I reached my climax. “Fuck.” I gasped as I dropped down onto the bed, catching my breath.
I had a few moments of just hearing my own breathing until I felt the shift in the bed again, then a vibrating sound. “We aren’t even close to done.” My girlfriend whispered in a seductive tone.
sorry this took so long, babes! busy times, but i’m back and hope you enjoyed this. let me know if i should make a part two??
Thanks to the anon who requested a Mafia/Underground!Yoongi story, I hope you enjoy even though I changed the plot
word count: 11.4k
Does Min Yoongi stand for death or safety?
Right now it definitely was the first word to describe the rather cruel man and his actions who threatened you with your mother’s life if you wouldn’t obey his orders as he wanted you to. His plans for your further cooperation sounding strange. At first.
Prompt: Hi! Could I request something with Jughead? Like you’re best friends with him and a new girl comes into town and develops a liking for him. And everyone but him knows that you’ve liked him for so long. And your jealousy becomes evident to the point where you get super angry and almost punch/slap the girl when she flirts with him or tries to make a move but Jughead restrains you. And it ends in heated smut!! Thank you!
A/N: Changed it a bit like always! Not as much smut as you would have liked but hope you still enjoy!
Warnings: Implied smut? More like making out (Sorry this writer’s block is killing me and my vibes), Jealous Reader
⌦ characters: jungkook, an idol that gets jealous and insecure easily but in the cutest ways. y/n, the idol’s playful long distance girlfriend that also happens to be a heavy sleeper and his rock.
⌦ genre + plot: fluff, smut mention, angst. the long-distance couple stays in touch via daily facetime calls and the occasional visit, but even then they crave each other. the idol acts on those desires, but not without a few bumps.
hi, first off, i really liked your first fic on here. somehow I have gotten completly obsessed with this new show. could you write an image of squad x reader (completly beautiful platonic friendship) where the reader is sassy and swears a lot and is hanging with them and comes out as bi to them?
Word Count: 700 +
I’m sorry if this offends anyone that is bisexual. I really don’t mean for it to, I’m just trying my best.
Of course the first person you told about your bisexuality was Kevin. While you loved your tight group of friends, you weren’t sure how they were going to react.
“You’ll have to tell them eventually (Y/n/n). I can tell it’s bugging you.”
“I’m fine Kev.” You told him reassuringly, yet even you didn’t believe yourself.
“Oh I know honey. You are fine as hell with that ass of yours, but you need to tell them, get that weight off your chest.” He smirked at your dropped jaw, as you slapped his arm.
“Asshole!” You giggled.
“I’m just saying that there is more opportunity to find the right one, that extra special someone when you let your friends know that you dig both guys and girls.” He smiled up at you. “Plus, how else would you find your perfect match without your buddies setting you up all the time.”
“I’d die alone probably.” You state.
“How dare you doubt yourself.” He waved his hand in front of your face. “The wonder bunch is coming at you at 12 O’Clock.”
You watched as the four of them approached, Betty waving gleefully at you. When they reached you Kevin stood up abruptly.
“I have to go (Y/n/n), but I’ll see you later. Remember what we talked about.” He winked.
“Already wiping it from my memory.” You retorted. “Bye Kev.”
“What was that about?” Archie asked as he sat down, followed by Jughead, Betty, and Veronica.
“Oh you know. Just Kevin being Kevin.”
Your friends immersed in conversation as you all sipped at your milkshakes. Jughead watched you carefully, putting down his burger, and observing the fact that you had barely touched your milkshake.
Kevin’s words rang through your head. ‘What if they don’t accept me.’ ‘Surely to god they would.’
“What the hell is the matter with you?” Jughead suddenly blurted, ceasing all conversation in the group.
“It’s nothing.” You waved him off as he raised a brow at you.
“It’s not nothing (L/n).” Jughead always used your last name when he was serious about something. Well, even more serious than usual.
“Kevin told me I should tell you.” Archie had a worried look on his face.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
“Oh yeah, I’m just peachy.” You sassed him. “Just trying to find the best way to tell my best friends in the entire world that I’m bisexual.”
Veronica laughed. “That’s what you’ve been so worked up about?”
You looked down and realization dawned on Archie’s features.
“Don’t you dare think that for a minute (Y/n) (L/n).” He was reading you like a book. “We will always, and I mean always, love you.” He paused for a brief moment. “No matter what.”
You smiled at his words. “Thanks Archiekins. I love you too.”
“Now (Y/n), you must tell. Who do you have your pretty little eyes set on?” Veronica’s voice was teasing, and you could tell she was really happy for you.
“I don’t know.” You said truthfully.
“Well that won’t do.” Betty fluttered her hand in front of her face exaggerating the expression mildly. You giggled slightly.
“Oh no. Don’t get that look in your face.” You stared at Jughead as his smirk grew.
“Well if we’re talking about sexuality.” He paused and smiled, feeling comfortable for the first time in a while. “I’m asexual.”
You had known for a while that Jughead was asexual.
“Juggy I’m so proud of you.” You smiled wrapping your hand in his.
“Figured we were spilling secrets, and I couldn’t let my favourite lady reveal hers without me revealing mine.”
“Picking favourites Jug? I thought I was your favourite.” Betty mocked hurt.
“I love you guys.” You said.
“To feeling safe.” Archie said easing up his milkshake. “And to believing in yourself.”
“To feeling safe, and believing in yourself.” The five of you repeated together.
And truly, you had never felt more safe, and accepted in your life.