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Safe House

Originally posted by imaginingbucky

Trope-Tastic: Steve Rogers + 1. There’s only one bed.

Practically falling through the front door, you breathed a sigh of relief. Steve was on your heels and together you enter the safe house, utterly exhausted.

You and Steve had been sent on a mission to a Hydra base in the Alps. When things went drastically south, you flew the quinjet as close as you could without being tracked and walked the last ten miles to the safe house,  a small cottage on the outskirts of a little rural Italian village.

Things were complicated by the fact that you had taken a bullet to the thigh back at the base. Steve had his fair share of cuts and scrapes, but being a supersoldier made it a little easier for him to push through. He had tried to offer his help for the first few miles, but you were far too stubborn.

By the time you were about halfway there you started to fall, Steve wrapping his arms around you before you hit the ground. He carefully picked you up and began carrying you.

“I’ve got you,” He had said, somehow managing to walk faster.

“Sorry…” You had replied, hating to be weak, hating to have to rely on others.

“Just don’t die on me, okay Y/N?” Steve had reassured, a small smile peeking through the concern on his face.

Then there you were, thankful beyond reason to have reached the safe space. After closing the front door behind you, Steve scooped you up once again and laid you down onto a nearby sofa. Somehow finding even more energy, he was off in search of medical supplies.

Your kind companion returned in record time, apologetic for what was about to happen. You merely gritted your teeth and prepared as he swiped antiseptic over the wound. You were in too much pain to care when he had to rip the leg off of your mission suit. The next few moments were filled with screams and pain, but by the end, the bullet was out, and you were stitched up.

“Thank you,” You breathed, wiping the sweat from your forehead.

Steve just nodded, fixing you with a shy smile that made your heart flutter. When he started to tend to his own injuries, you swatted his hand aside and took over. It was the least you could do after he had freaking carried you for six miles.

“You’re going to need to take off your shirt…” You said, trying not to blush at the request. He had a large gash reaching from his collarbone almost all the way down his pectoral.

Steve looked a little sheepish, but complied, pulling the red white and blue material over his head. Having been friends since he came out of the ice, you’d seen him shirtless before, of course. You had to patch him up during other missions, and the training room got really hot….but the sight still made you feel like you couldn’t catch your breath.

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Down to earth girl P1

Happy x Reader

Warning: Fluff

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The boys had drove to Colorado. There was a charter hosting a huge party for all of SAMCRO.  “Do you see some of these girls?” Juice nudged to Happy as they got gas. He was staring at a girl in a short denim skirt and a flannel shirt. Happy rolled his eyes a bit. He liked women that showed a bit more cleavage. “Shite…” Chibs said, staring at her walking away.

They arrived to a ranch. Parked their bikes, meeting all the other charters. The sun was setting. Everyone with old ladies called them so they knew the where safe. The boys sat by the fire drinking a few drinks. A big black truck pulled up. Happy stared at the big pickup truck. Soon a woman jumped out. His eyes went wide as he choked on his beer slightly. Chibs slapped his back a bit. He followed his eyes to see the woman. “Come on baby.” Hap waited to see a guy or a girl jump out of the other side. Instead a big white retriever jumped out. Hap watched the dog follow her closely. She was wearing tight blue jeans, cowboy heels and a black and white flannel shirt, that fit tightly to her curves. He looked at her hat, saying “Harley Davidson.” He smirked seeing it.  He watched the woman walk closer to the fire. She nodded at everyone. She hugged the VP of the charter. “Hey sis.” He kissed her cheek. “This is the original SAMCRO charter. “Nice to meet yall!” She said smiling, she walked around, shaking everyone’s hand. The dog taking a step as she did. “Who is that beauty!” Tig said getting on the ground with the dog. The dog looked up to the woman. “You can say hi baby.” The dog wagged its tail, sitting in Tigs lap, kissing his cheek. The woman smiled. “Hello Darlin, pleasures mine.” Jax said standing up, kissing her hand. Happy rolled his eyes. “Be careful, she can fight and shoot.” The vp of the charter said laughing. “Thanks Jax.” “How do you know my name?” Jax, smirked, feeling a bit of pride. “You’re the prince of SAMCRO baby, everyone knows you.” She said. Jax smiled sitting back down. The woman made her way saying hello to everyone else. She smiled at Happy. “Happy.” “Happy to meet you too.” “No, my name is Happy.” “Ah, well Happy, wonderful to meet you.” She kissed his cheek. She walked away, “Baby you coming or staying with Tig” The dog whimpered. “Alright you can stay.” She took her gun out and pointed it at Tig, “Hurt my dog, I will feed you to the mountain lions.” Tigs eyes wided and nodded to her last comment.

Happy tried to keep up with the conversation. His eyes glued to this girl. Chibs pushed him a bit. “Better watch out, the VP might kill yah.” “Nah, she can make her own decisions, I mean, if shit goes south, we are good at shootin out here brother, would be a shame if you happen to turn up missing.” Hap shook his head no, laughing. “She got an old man?” “Naw, she doesn’t stay often, she goes where the wind takes her. She is here every once in a while.” Hap nodded. She seems pretty strong willed. “ALRIGHT! SHOOTING TURNAMENT! SIS, TURN ON YOUR HIGH BEAMS!” The VP yelled. y/n jumped in her truck, driving up by where they were sitting turning on her high beams. She got out with a shot gun. “Alright, I am in. How much is the enter?” “$50” y/n handed her brother the money. Soon everyone passed in the cash. “Come on Tacoma Killer. You scared?” Happy smirked, she knew who he was as well. “Never.” He said grabbing his hand gun. “Little bitch gun.” She commented. She went back to her truck, pulling out another shot gun. Also grabbing a whole case of bullets. She handed it to Happy. “Take a test drive.
Hap looked at the shot gun. It was older. He had shot one before. He loaded it, looking through the scope. Shooting. The kickback, knocking him back a bit. He seen the girl smirking. She grabbed the gun from him, She went in a stance. “That tree with the target.” She shot it, not knocking back a bit. “Stick to your bitch guns.” She winked at him. Everyone lined up for the tournament. Everyone going. They got a disc machine. It was her time. She turned on some music. “This how we roll!” The song blared in the back round. “Pull!” Soon five discs came out. She shot them, drpping on gun, and grabbing the other. She hit all the targets as well. Happy staired at her. After, she walked away. Her brother kissing her cheek. “That’s muh girl!” She smirked dancing, she turned up the music. “This how we roll!!” She danced to the song, she smirked at Hap singing “Yeah we’re proud to be young, we stick to our guns,we love who we love and we wanna have fun. We cuss on them Mondays and pray on them Sundays. Pass it around and we dream about them one days!” She poked his chest. This girl, she was pissing off and making him want to go after all at once.

Her brother handed her the money from the tournament. The night raging on. All the boys talking with girls on their lap. Except Happy, even Juice had one. He was watching y/n dancing on her tailgate of her truck dancing, her hips rocking to the music. Happy walked over to her, holding two beers. Another song played, y/n jumped off her tailgate, she grabbed the beer, grabbing her switch blade from her boot, opening the bottle. Haps eyes widened. “No point in cutting my hand on the cap.” She smirked, jumping up to sit on her tailgate, she pointed for Hap to join her. They talked a bit. Every time she laughed, Hap felt a jolt, he looked at her plump lips as she talked. “Wanna go for a ride?” she said looking at her truck. “Sure.” “Tig, watch baby, remember!” She held up her glock, Happy flashing his as well. “A matchmade in heaven…” Tig mumbled, scratching the dogs belly. The croweaters jealous.

y/n played music, Happy looked at her, she drove fast, high beams on. They drove for an hour, going all around. “wanna drive?” Hap looked at her stunned. He had drove a truck, not one like this. He nodded. She pulled over and jumped in the tailgate. “Turn up the music!” Hap smirked at the song. “Run, run like the devils behind us. Run like so no one can find us. Be the accomplice to my crime!” “You will never face a judge without me you will never battle the gavel alone. If you get locked us away, than I will be here proudly to kill more time with you We are the outlaws!” She sang, dancing in the back. Hap looked in the back. He put it in cruise control so he could watch her body move.

Soon the stopped next to a lake. She unbuttoned her shirt “What are you doing?” “going swimming?” She looked at him dumb founded. Happy took a deep breath. “Can’t you swim?” “I can…” He watched each button she undid. She slid off her shirt. She kicked off her cowboy boots. She slid out her clock and unbuttoned her jeans. Happy seen all her tattoos. They covered her arms. He inhaled sharply. He slid off his shirt. She was thicker, her curves like an hour glass. He bit his inner cheek. She slid down her jeans, her black lace bra, matched her black laced booty shorts. She unclipped her bra, as she waded in the water. She threw it on the sand, and then her panties. Happys eyes followed her movements. “are you going to gawk like you have never seen a thicker, beautiful woman or are you going to come swim with me?” She yelled out. Hap smirked. He was stripped down. The water was nice and cool in the stale warm air of Colorado.

He swam around with her. She stopped looking at the moon. She was quiet, but still wore a gentle smile. Happy was a quite stoic man, but this girl was different. Maybe because she grew up around the club but not the mother charter. The VP did mention they were not all blood however. He was not going to bring that up right now. He was and she was naked. She swam over to him, splashing him slightly. She smirked. Hap splashed back. She put her arms around his neck. He felt her breasts pressed against his chest. She pressed her lips against his. He held her face gently, kissing her deeply.

Fluffy Fridays—Chapter 101: The Fireworks

Fluffy Fridays—Chapter 101: The Fireworks

Pairing:  Captain Swan

Rating: T

Summary:  A series of unrelated, fluffy one shots featuring  Killian Jones and Emma Swan and the relationship that makes us all  swoon. Will contain both canon and AU stories. My contribution to  Operation Rainbow Kisses and Unicorn Stickers (aka, my attempt to drown  out the season 4 finale angst with ridiculous levels of fluff.)

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CS Genre: Future Fic

Spring slowly sizzled into summer—a particularly hot and humid summer in Storybrooke that had Emma grateful that they had indeed decided to stay in the Land Without Magic, a place where air conditioners were a thing.

Ever since the Black Fairy was defeated a few months ago, she and Killian had responded to far more “cat stuck in a tree” or “Leroy double parked in front of Granny’s” calls than “weird, fairy tale villain intent on world domination just destroyed something” calls.

In fact, they’d had no calls about fairy tale villains.  It seemed Storybrooke had finally settled down into a peaceful, sleepy little town, with its requisite cast of eccentric characters.

It had never been the kind of life Emma had imagined she would lead—sheriff in a small town where everyone knows everyone else, married to her true love and so happy she thought she might die from it.  But though it might not be the life she’d expected for herself, it was a life she loved with every fiber in her being.

Even when Regina decided to institute regular town meetings to discuss town business.  (Seriously, they really were turning into Stars Hollow.) It was at one such meeting about a month ago, that the whole big production had been decided on.

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Challenge Accepted

So I’m finally posting a Barba imagine, I’m so nervous gjhshsbhdbjhdb. 

Thank you to my absolute fave, my cuban crumpet @lunadegitana who supported and encouraged me to post my writings. She’s awesome. 

My goal is to post a few of these so here is the list of prompts I want to write from, I used number six for this one. Full of fluff and a tiny bit nsfw.

Originally posted by rundalek

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Crazy Invention!

After an endless stream of failures, Gotticia has finally invented something that will enshrine her name in the annals of history!

  1. Lightning paste:
    Magic for the common man! One barrel of this plant-based paste will generate enough lightning to illuminate a room for a night, or to kill a healthy adult!
  2. The foot-cart!
    This lightweight, three-wheeled cart is driven by the rider’s own foot power! Makes light work of heavy loads.
  3. Firestones!
    These stones fit comfortably in a pouch or the palm of your hand, but when you ignite the wick, make tracks! In under a minute the stone will erupt like a tiny volcano!
  4. Bird-carriage:
    Climb aboard the chariot of the sky! With a full complement of six passengers pedalling, the bird carriage takes flight! Its powerful wings lift the carriage aloft. Simply discontinue pedalling to return to the earth.
  5. Horse-aid:
    Does your horse become blown too easily? Try Horse-Aid! Keeps horses running indefinitely!
  6. Power-bow:
    Operates like a regular crossbow, but employs fire for some added “oomph”! Refills available for a small fee!
  7. Fire-tinders:
    Tired of the flint and tinder? Want fire NOW? Fire-tinders are coated in flammable powder that ignites with a single strike against any abrasive surface! The tinders burn merrily, ready to ignite a camp fire or smoking pipe!
  8. The Bread Machine:
    expose the turbine to a stiff breeze, fill the drum with flour, water, and some beer must, and let it do its thing. Leave for 24 hours.
  9. The Chill Bin:
    Place wheel and hoses into swiftly moving water to keep the bin’s contents cold. Keep hatch fastened to keep cool air in.
  10. SoundWheels!
    These blank wax circles can be embedded with PURE SOUND! Once cut, you can insert the disc into the vibrograph machine to play back the recorded sound with perfect clarity!
  11. Sunburst:
    When exposed to fire, this white powder erupts into a flash of dazzling light. Perfect for night ambushes, spelunking, and many other uses.
  12. CrazyBones!
    Grind up these bones and put them in food. When you ask your victim what they think the secret ingredient is, they’ll go crazy trying to guess. LITERALLY CRAZY. DO NOT CONSUME.
Kyungsoo x reader When the members think you two are dating but you have a boyfriend

Summary: When the members think you two are dating but you have a boyfriend

Word count: 746 words


You were over at your best friend’s dorm, ready to have a movies night with the boys. You knew Kyungsoo before his debut, you both were basically friends after birth, and your friendship with him just went to another level. It was odd because a lot of people will grow distant after their debut but you guys just grow closer. It was to a point where all your friends were teasing the both of you about you two dating.

“______! Do you want popcorn or nachos?” Kyungsoo shouted from the pantry.

“Popcorn is fine!” You shouted back.

All the members were sitting around the television, preparing for the movies night. You all decided to watch Home Alone, the DVD was already set into the disc machine, all you need to do is to wait for the popcorn.

“Yah, are you done yet? I’m growing a mustache waiting for you!” Baekhyun shouted.

Kyungsoo entered the living room with two bowls of popcorn, “Yes, I’m done. If you want it to be faster you can go in and help me, not just sitting here doing nothing but letting your mustache grow.” Kyungsoo fired back.

“You little…..” Baekhyun lost his words.

“Hey. Can we just watch the movie in peace.” Xiumin said, “I’m starting the movie.” He maneuvered to the television over all the members.

The members were nice enough and let you have the coach. Kyungsoo plopped down beside you and you instinctively snuggle to his side. You always snuggle him whenever you two were watching movies, it was a habit since you two were little. 

The movie started, you also started to feel hungry. You reached for the popcorn bowl, only to find it was not on the table anymore. 

“Kyungsoo, where is the popcorn?” You whispered to him, not wanting to interrupt others who were watching the movie.

He didn’t turn his face and answer you instead he feed some popcorn. You opened your mouth to eat it. This action continued a while until you feel too full to eat.

“I’m full.” You said to him while rubbing your stomach..

“You should have stop eating those popcorn earlier, now your too full to eat dinner,” He said while tapping your nose.

“I’m not staying for dinner tho.”

“Why?” He asked with his eyes open wide.

“Coz’ I have a date with Kevin tonight,” You said smiling.

“Oh. Ok. Don’t be out too late or else your mom will worry.” He said while looking back to the screen.

“I won’t be too late, I promise.” Deep in your heart you knew that he was worried about you but used your mom as an excuse. You feel really happy to have him as your best friend. 

The movie started to roll up the credits, indicating the movie was over. One of the guys turned back on the light and all the members saw you two snuggling close with each other.

“Are you sure you guys aren’t dating? ‘Cause you look like you are.” Chanyeol commented with his mouth full of popcorn.

“Dude, she’s dating Kevin and she’s my best friend. I like her as a friend but nothing more.” Kyungsoo said while putting up his arms.

“Why are you guys always asking if we were dating or not? Even if we are, it’s not your business.” You said.

“You two always do things that couples do.” Chen said.

“Like what?” You asked, genuinely curious.


“Feeding each other.”

 “Playing with each others hair.”

The members chirped in. 

“But we are not dating. That’s what best friends do.” You said.

“Yea, let’s hope you guys keep it that way.” Baekhyun said. Kyungsoo glared at his friend and Baekyun just shrugged. If looks can kill Baekhyun was dead.

You turned around just in time you couldn’t see Kyungsoo glaring his dear member. 

“Hyung, is dinner ready?” Sehun asked.

“What do you think?” Kyungsoo, still in his grumpy mood, said.

And that shut the maknae up.

“______, are you going to stay for dinner?” Chanyeol asked you.

“Nah, have a date tonight. Oh, look at the time. Kyungsoo, I need to go now, Kevin’s here to pick me up.” 

“Be careful, _____”

“Will do.” You replied as you quickly shove your shoes on and rush to the door. “Bye guys, see you.”

The boys all mumbled good byes and you were out the door. As you were waiting for the elevator, there was a loud shout from their dorm. 


Scenarios master list here

Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a big fucking television, choose washing machines, compact disc players and electical tin can openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a 3 piece on hire suit in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing your fucking face with junk food. Choose rotting away at the end of it all pissing your last in a miserable nursing home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the fucked up spoiled brats you spawned to replace yourself with. Choose your future. Choose life But why would I want to do a thing like that. I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you’ve got heroin?

🌴 master mixer list • part 3! 🌴

Nothing beats a FUN themed sorority/fraternity mixer • exchange • social • crush • date party! Enjoy these new theme ideas from sorority sugar……

🌴   GREEK MIXER LIST from A to Z • Part 3: 🌴 

  • Anything But Cups ~ beverages must be enjoyed out of anything but cups. Each guest brings a cup “substitute” such as a dog bowl, baby bottle, coffee pot, watering can, squirt gun, etc.
  • Arctic Blast ~ icemen & ice princesses.
  • “As Seen On TV” ~ everyone must dress as a tacky product seen on late night TV ads. 
  • Beard & Mustache Bash ~ all guests must wear a beard or mustache. Host a world beard & mustache competition during the party.
  • Black & White Movie Stars ~ everyone dresses in black & white 1920’s/30’s fashions with white pancake makeup to look like a Charlie Chaplin style movie.
  • Biker Dudes & Hello Kitty Girls 
  • Boy Scouts & Girl Scouts ~ serve lots of yummy Girl Scout cookies. 
  • Chalkboard Art ~ provide XL chalkboards for guest's graffiti and chalkboard ‘thought bubbles’ for photo booth pics.
  • Daycare ~ baby & toddler attire.
  • Deadliest Catch ~ fisherman theme. “Fishing for a date” party.
  • Duck Mash Up ~ guests must combine a duck with any other character for a ducktastic costume, such as; Duckter Who, Duckter Spock, Duckarella, Duckyonce, etc.  
  • Factory Workers & Farmer’s Daughters 
  • Firemen & Fallen Angels 
  • Fly the Friendly Skies ~ guys dress as pilots, girls dress as retro flight attendants for an airline theme party.
  • Foam Finger Party ~ everyone must wear a foam finger from their favorite hometown/state sports team. Couples are paired by matching foam fingers or by fierce rivalries. 
  • Gamoflauge ~ uptown camo. 
  • Gamekeepers & Wild Animals
  • Highlanders & Hula Girls ~ Scottish tartan meets grass skirts.
  • Hip Hop & Hippies
  • Hodge Podge ~ each member of the fraternity and sorority must draw a crazy costume idea out of a hat. Offer a wide range of customs and hope the results are hilarious, especially on the guys. 
  • Inked ~ temporary tattoo party.
  • Intergalactic
  • It’s a Mod Mod World  
  • Lifeguards & Lap Dancers
  • Lip Sync ~ buy the brightest/wildest lipstick shades available. As each guest enters the party (male and female) hostesses randomly apply a shade of lipstick on their lips. They may find their “dates” for the evening by matching lipstick shades. Reapplication of their original color is allowed.
  • Mad Scientists & Lab Rats
  • Mascots ~ everyone dresses as a version of their favorite mascot.
  • Men in Black & Mafia Wives
  • Mobsters & Mermaids 
  • My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding
  • Park Rangers & Camp Fire Girls
  • Party With Your Generation ~ before the party, divide the guest list into groups and assign a generation to each group. Attendees must dress as and party with their generation. Gen X, Gen Y, Baby Boomers, Senior Citizens are a few examples. This would also work for a Party With Your Decade event assigning different decades to groups in advance. 
  • Private School Breaking the Rules 
  • Quarterbacks & Glitter Queens
  • Rakish Ranchers & Saloon Girls
  • Saints & Sinners
  • Sorority Color Crush ~ if your chapter has two colors, ask the guys to dress all in one shade and all the girls in the other. For example, KD green & white party, or a DG pink & blue event. Assign the funniest color to the guys. 
  • Spilt Personality ~ everyone must dress as half & half of two different things, i.e. angel/devil, man/woman, cop/criminal. Their left side is one identity and their right side is the other in a “split” costume. Or, for a date party, assign pairs ahead of time and each guest must find their “other half” at the party. For example, peanut butter would need to find jelly. 
  • Tech Time Machine ~ costumes must represent “tech” from the past, i.e. typewriter, newspaper, snail mail, rotary phone, fax machine, floppy disc, record album, 8-track tape, 50s TV, etc.
  • Tech Like It’s Today ~ come as a current tech device, app, social media, or website, i.e. Kindle, Instagram, Pinterest, iPhone, Snapchat, Tumblr, Xbox, etc. Combine old & new Tech themes for a fun past & present tech party.
  • TFM • TSM ~ guys dress as sorority girls and girls dress as fraternity guys “as seen on” TFM/TSM. 
  • The Good, the Bad & the Ugly ~ randomly divide the guest list into three groups and assign each group their “look” for the night.
  • The Off Season ~ whatever the weather is like outside, theme the social to the opposite season. A tropical island theme in February, or a Ski Chalet party in May. 
  • Tight & Bright ~ everything worn by guys & girls must be very bright and very tight.
  • Top Chef Date Party ~ guys dress as chefs, girls dress as food. On entering the party, each girl writes her costume “food” on a slip of paper and each guy draws his 'dish’ from the bowl to make couples for the night. 
  • Overdressed & Underdressed ~ divide your guest list into two groups, (or divide by chapter) and ask half the group to come underdressed and the other half to arrive overdressed.
  • Ultimate Sprinkler Party ~ outdoor wet & wild. 
  • Umpires & Superfans 
  • War & Peace 
  • Wicked Wizards & Bad Fairies 
  • Young Tarts & Old Farts
  • Zombie Cheerleaders
  • Zombie Doctors & Nurses
  • Zombie Prom

For more GREEK PARTY THEME IDEAS please link here ~ 

Master List of Mixer Themes

Master Mixer Theme List Part 2

NQC continues…

Summary: “Belle makes money by filming herself masturbating with various unusual items; she’s surprised to receive a request from Gold to touch herself with his cane.”

Rated: NC-17, natch


A Woman On Film

It’s a simple arrangement. They send a request. She says yes or no, and if she says yes, she sends them an invoice. They send her money. She makes the film and burns it to disc and posts it.

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You sat at the window eating canned soup and watched the tiny old man who kept trying to steal your cat slowly trudge down the road for cigarettes and tins of Whiskas.

Outside the sudden April downpours swept the old man off the road and awkwardly down a storm drain. 

Over too quick for anyone to help, his look of quiet resignation suggested he was better off this way.

Down with the turds and leaves, floating among baby wipes you irresponsibly flushed away — for using them made you feel luxurious like a fancy lad or a famous pop star.

After dinner you had listened to one of the two CDs the burglars had left you. 

It wasn’t an Ace of Base evening, so you put on The Smiths.

Once it reached ‘Unloveable’ it became stuck. 

Morrissey couldn’t stop telling you how black he felt on the inside while your insides gurgled with old soup.

You had to pry open the boombox with a fork to retrieve the scratched disc. 

The machine was older than your parent’s divorce — loaned to you by Mother under the strict provision that you return it before her drinks with the girls on Saturday.

Drinks you were invited to…but the thought of turning up while they were all drunk and watching Mother cackle making the dog dance to Gloria Gaynor — terror filling his sad brown eyes.

No — better to sit and let the stomach cramps take hold, writhe around for an hour or two before falling into a sweaty dreamless sleep.

For the prompt: “Kirsten and Cameron are watching movies and Cameron tells her to pick one out while he goes to get popcorn. Then Kirsten sees a disc that says “Cameron’s high school musical” on it, with Cameron dancing and singing, and she plays it.

“Every time you let me pick the movie you complain.” Kirsten reminds Cameron, sifting through his extensive collection of Blu-Rays.

“That’s not true.” He argues, peering at the title in her hand. “But we’ve already seen The Princess Bride twice.” She sighs, fixing him with a pointed look. He throws his hands up in surrender.

“Fine. I’m going to go make popcorn. You choose whatever you want. Except-”

“Go!” Kirsten commands, pointing toward the kitchen. He shuffles off, sulking. She turns back to the movies, which are organized first by genre, then alphabetically. Next to Hercules, she finds a title that surprises her.

“High School Musical?” She reads aloud, glancing back at the kitchen. She can’t imagine why Cameron would have that, but figures that aside from the Princess Bride, it’s probably her best bet at getting back at him for critiquing her choices every week. It’s a blank case, probably a bootleg, and she slides the disc into the player with a smile on her face. He’s going to be extremely annoyed when he comes back to find a Disney Channel special playing, but he did tell her to choose whatever she wants.

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