As requested by anonymous: Gaston x-reader where it’s your wedding night. I’m the 1st to ask for one
A/N: It’s official! I’m writing for Gaston now!
If someone told you that you’d be marrying Gaston within a year, you’d call them crazy. But here you are, standing at the altar wearing a beautiful wedding dress holding the hands of your love, Gaston.
“Do you, Y/N, take Gaston, as you husband, to have and to hold as long as you both shall live?”
You smiled up at Gaston, “I do.”
“And do you, Gaston, take Y/N, to be your wife, to love and care for, as long as you both shall live?”
“I do.” Gaston said proudfully as he brought your hands to his lips.
“By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!”
Gaston pulled you close to his chest, dipped you, and gave you a big passionate kiss. The people cheered and applauded.
The two of you walked down the aisle holding hands and covered yourself as people threw flower petals at the both of you.
“TO THE TAVERN!” Gaston yelled and everyone cheered. Gaston helped you onto his horse and he climbed on behind you. Gaston gave you another kiss on the lips, “I love you, my darling wife.”
You giggled, “I love you too, my darling husband.”
“May the celebration begin!”
People followed behind you as you made your way to Gaston’s tavern. Gaston hopped off and helped you down carrying you bridal style through the door.
“Drinks all around!” LeFou yelled, thus making Gaston arch an eyebrow at him, “I mean, if that’s okay with you.”
Gaston nodded, “Yes, LeFou! Drinks all around! Music! Dancing! Let us celebrate!” Gaston’s little group of friends began to play their instruments. People began to dance around and sing. Some women, mostly the Bimbettes, were crying.
Gaston handed you a glass of wine, “Thank you, my love.” You sipped at it as you sat in Gaston’s seat. He lifted you up and you squealed. He sat down and set you on his lap.
You looked at him lovingly and leaned forward capturing your lips with his. Gaston hummed, “I can’t believe it. We’re married! Who’d have ever thought?”
You chuckled, “I never imagined either.” You gently stroke his cheek, “But you make me happy.”
Gaston took your hand and kissed it, “And you make me happy, Y/N. After I survived and was shunned by the town, I never imagine to be redeemed. But there you were, ready to defend me when I no longer had motivation to. I may be strong, but you are so much more stronger. And faaar more beautiful than I!”
“You’ve changed for the better, Gaston. I’m proud of you.”
“I wanted to be better for you. You deserve the best.”
“And you most certainly are the best, Gaston.”
Gaston shrugged, “Can’t really argue with that.”
You stood up and pulled Gaston to his feet, “Come! Let’s dance!”
It was late, everyone was drunk out of their minds besides you and Gaston. You yawned and leaned into Gaston’s chest more. His chest rumbled as he chuckled, “Let’s go home now, love.”
He picked you and decided to walk the couple minutes to the small cottage that you two now called home. He carefully walked inside and into the bedroom setting you down carefully.
He was about to put the covers on you, but you stopped him, “Nooo. Help me get out of this dreeeeess.” You whined.
You stood up and swayed a bit. Gaston held you by the shoulders. He then turned you around so your back was facing him. He unbuttoned the back and the dress fell, pooling at your feet. You stepped out and dove under the covers in only your bra and panties.
“Hurry up. Cuddle me.” You mumbled.
“Yes, I’ll be right there, beautiful.” He shrugged off his red coat and yellow vest. He slipped off his white shirt and only left himself in his pants. He hurriedly slipped into bed next to you.
“I know we’re supposed to consumate the marriage, but I’m really tired.” You mjmbled as you nestled your face into Gaston’s neck.
Gaston stroked your hair, “It’s okay, love. I waited for you to marry me. I can wait however long you’d like for that.”
You kissed his neck, “I love you, Gaston.”
Gaston kissed your head, “I love you too, Y/N. Sleep well, my wife.”
This was requested. Inspired by the song Hello by Beyonce.
This day had been the one I had waited for all my life. The day I married my soulmate, my best friend, Jared Leto. The day I became Y/N Leto.
Jared had been so happy today. When I closed my eyes I could see his pretty blue eyes looking into mine as I reached him at the altar. He had cried when he saw me in the wedding dress. We had said our ‘I do’s and then we had the most amazing ceremony with our friends and family. The entire day had been a blast but the best part was coming. Our two-week honeymoon in Italy.
We finally arrived at the fancy hotel together. We were both damn excited to get in our room that was on the highest level of the hotel. It was like a penthouse just for us! Jared held my hand as we walked into the elevator. ‘’I love you so much’’ I whispered happily. We were both still in our nice wedding clothes. After all, we had gotten married in Italy. It was so beautiful here so it was perfect.
Jared looked extremely hot in his suit and tie. His hair was a little messy from dancing but it was still sexy. I was just getting warm in my dress. ‘’I love you too’’ Jared told me sincerely. Those words still made my heart beat. He didn’t need to spoil me with diamonds and gold to make me love him. Jared was such an amazing man and I was lucky to call him my husband. It still felt unreal!
We got out of the elevator and arrived at our room. It was like a palace! Everything was fancy and gorgeous, even the door knobs. We had plenty of time to check out everything. We hurried straight to the bedroom. Although this was a romantic day, he still teased me and I teased him. We found the huge bedroom quickly. There was a king sized bed in the middle of the golden room. The walls were white with golden patterns. Everything looked like it belonged to a king.
I loved this but I would be happy no matter what as long as I had Jared with me. He let go of my hand and he walked over to the stereo. He wanted to put on some romantic music for us. I saw candles all around the room and a lighter on the nightstand. Of course, I lit the candles. Soon everything was perfect.
Jared turned to face me and he reached out his hand for me.I smiled widely and grabbed it. The music and the candles made this super romantic and sweet. ‘’A dance before the main event could be nice’’ He whispered into my ears, making me giggle.’’Good song choice’’ I let him know while wrapping my arm around him. we were really close and he led me. Slow dancing with Jared was something I appreciated a lot. It was just me and him and the moon on the pretty night sky.
‘’Who doesn’t like Beyonce on their wedding night?’’ Jared thought out loud. Then he put his big hand on my lower back to keep me close. The words were perfect. ‘’ ..Don’t fly me away. Don’t need to buy a diamond key to unlock my heart. You shelter my soul. You’re my fire when I’m cold , I want you to know ..’’ I listened to the words with a smile. Then Jared started singing along with his unbelievably beautiful voice.
‘’You had me at hello, hello, hello, you had me at hello..’’ He sang ever so softly. I looked up into his eyes. I could hear that he meant what he sang. I decided to join him. ‘’Cause it was many years ago baby when you stole my cool, ‘cause you had me at hello’’
Jared smiled at me. Then he stopped dancing so he could place a kiss on my head. My heart was full of joy and happiness. He walked behind me and started to untie my dress. His hands were working smoothly like it was easy. ‘’You’re so gorgeous Y/N’’ He let me know while undressing me. I felt like blushing. Although we had been together for years, his words still made me feel appreciated and happy.
My dress cascaded down and left me in my white underwear. I stepped out of my dress and turned to Jared who was already shirtless. ‘’Let me help you with that’’ I offered him and I hurried to unbutton his black pants. He kept his eyes on me while kicking off his pants. Now we were both in our underwear. I was still amazed by Jared’s body. His personality was fucking perfect and on top of that, he looked perfect. But if he would ever get into an accident and change on the outside, I’d still love him. No one could replace Jared.
‘’Think fast’’ Jared chuckled and quickly picked me up. I squealed and wrapped my arms around his neck. We got in bed where he put me down so I was leaning against the soft pillows. He crawled on top of me and I wrapped my legs around him. Finally, he leant down and pressed his silky lips against mine. I shut my eyes and tangled my hand in his hair.His lips felt so marvellous. It didn’t take long until our heated kiss turned really deep. Jared nibbled my bottom lip which made me part my lips.
He used that chance to push his tongue in my mouth. I moaned into our kiss and let him explore my mouth. Our tongues brushed against each other. He was almost choking me because of the amazing kiss. I didn’t want to pull back but we had to breathe. Jared pulled his head back and our eyes met again. Both of our lips tinted red and I saw my lipstick on him.
‘’I want you’’ I admitted heatedly. Jared smirked and then took a deep breath. ‘’I’m right here princess. I’m not going anywhere’’ He promised and then rubbed his hands on my thighs. His delicate touch caused a shiver to run down my spine. He moved his fingers towards my hips and kept a strong look directed to me. I arched my back impatiently which made him press me back down against the bed. ‘’Jared’’ I whined with a pout. ‘’Patience kitten, we have all night’’ He reminded me with a voice that got deeper the hornier he got.
Jared reached for my bra and slipped his hands under my back. As simply as that he unclasped them and threw them away. My chest was exposed to him and I could tell that he enjoyed the sight. ‘’So pretty’’ He purred and cupped my boobs. I bit my lips and smiled. Soon Jared started massaging my boobs and I felt goosebumps on my skin. Damn his touch was magical!
‘’Are you horny?’’ He asked me while pinching my nipples. ‘’Yes Jared’’ I moaned a little bit. I noticed that his blue eyes had turned darker. The more he massaged and pinched my boobs, the more sensitive they grew. I got really wet and these undies were awfully in the way. Jared lowered himself so he could press a kiss on my stomach. Then he planted kisses in a both down towards my heat. Meanwhile, his hands were rubbing my thighs to awake all my senses.
Just as I thought he would touch me down there, he froze. He looked up at me with a devilish smile. ‘’Jared pleaaase’’ I scoffed making him laugh. ‘’Okay baby girl, I won’t be a huge tease tonight’’ He was kind to me. Then he bit the fabric of my panties. I watched as he slid them off with his teeth. Damn, he was hot.
He reached the end of my feet and he threw away my panties. I watched as he got up and he removed his last piece of clothing as well, revealing to me his huge cock that looked pretty hard already. Jared got back in bed and crawled slowly towards me. I smiled at him and did a ‘come here’ motion with my finger, luring him to me. Jared reached me and wrapped his strong arms around my legs.
‘’You’re so wet’’ He stated happily and then faced my wetness. Heck yeah, I was. ‘’Just for you’’ I mewled like a good girl. Jared licked his lips and then lowered himself. I was really impatient and I felt like I would lose my mind soon. Then finally he went down on me. Jared put his mouth on my clit and he licked me so he could get a proper taste of what was his.
I moaned softly because it felt so good already. He gave my clit full attention by licking it and nibbling softly. It didn’t take long until his fingers snaked to me and he pushed two of them inside me. ‘’Fuck’’ I gasped as his long fingers stretched my walls. I grabbed the sheets and looked down at him while he was working his magic. The sight was incredibly hot. Jared kept eye contact with me which made it even more amazing. He knew exactly how to treat a lady!
He curled his fingers and bit my clit a little harder making me moan loudly. ‘’Fuck yes J’’ I responded to his actions. His long fingers brushed against a very sensitive spot and the sweet pleasure from his mouth made it feel fantastic. I pushed my hips up so I could get closer to him. Suddenly Jared started fingerfucking me harder while licking my most sensitive nub.
I nearly rolled my eyes to the back of my head but I wanted to keep eye contact. I could hear how I wet I was. A knot formed in my stomach and I felt like I’d come undone.Jared added pace and it caused me to cry out in pleasure. A few seconds later my orgasm approached and my walls tightened around his fingers. I wailed out his name as the pleasure took over me. Jared still fingered me but slowly so I could ride down my high. A little later he removed his fingers and crawled up to me.
‘’Wanna have a taste?’’ He purred and showed me his glistening fingers. I nodded and opened my mouth happily. He pushed his fingers in my mouth and I started cleaning up nicely. I knew it was one of his weaknesses. I made sure to circle my tongue around his fingers just like I did to him when I was giving him a blowjob. ‘’Okay I think I’m speaking for both of us now, I can’t wait anymore’’ He growled and pulled out his fingers.
Tonight was super special, not just because it was our wedding night, our honeymoon. We would also do it for the first time without a condom. We wanted to be super close. ‘’Are you ready?’’ Jared asked me while getting in place. He grabbed his member and placed his tip at my wet entrance. ‘’Yes’’ I told him and then held onto the sheets again. Jared pushed himself inside of me slowly and stretched me more. It was so different. It wasn’t just a slimy rubber layer. Now I could feel him, skin to skin.
Once he got a few inches in, he lowered himself closer to me so I could hold onto his shoulders. He was huge and that wasn’t a lie. his size always had me surprised. It’s like I could never get used to it and I loved it. Once he was fully inside, he started thrusting softly. It wasn’t rough at all. Things went slowly because we wanted to feel each other. we weren’t fucking, we were making love.
‘’You feel so good princess’’ Jared grunted with a sexy raspy voice. His cock was throbbing in me. I could really feel everything. I bucked my hips towards him to create a slow and steady rhythm. Jared hid his face in the crook of my neck and he started kissing me. The sensitive pleasure was absolutely overwhelming. I dug my nails into his back and curled my toes.
‘’Jared ah..oh my gosh’’ I whimpered in pure bliss. Although he wasn’t pounding in me, I felt like I was a firework. He easily hit my G-spot and each time I felt a wave of pleasure shooting through my body.After a while, we were looking into each other’s eyes again. Our bodies got covered in a thin layer of sweat as we kept going. This felt so special. This was love, not sex. So it was easier to just love it.
‘’I love you so much baby’’ Jared groaned in satisfaction. ‘’I love you too’’ I tried to tell him as steadily as I could but I was a moaning mess. Suddenly he turned us over so he was on his back and I was on his chest. I smiled and tried to sit on him which made me even more sensitive. My hands were on his chest and he grabbed them with his. Then I started riding him slowly so I was practically rubbing myself onto his cock.
I watched how Jared’s confident face turned to a more vulnerable one as I made him feel good. His plump lips parted and the veins under his eyes got more visible. Then he moaned so sexily that simply that could’ve made me come. I loved making him feel good. So I added a little pace and it made me moan too. He was so deep in me that I nearly reached his balls. I couldn’t get enough of him!
‘’Just like that’’ Jared growled and moved his hands onto my hips so he could keep me in place. Jared started moving my hips in a motion that drove us both crazy. ‘’Oh my gosh J’’ I yelped as he started pounding in and out of me. The pleasure grew so intense that I couldn’t keep myself up anymore. I lied down on his chest so my boobs touched him. Then I squeezed his shoulder tightly as he thrust his cock in me. ‘’You’re so good baby girl’’ Jared purred deeply.
Our eyes met and I got an overwhelming desire to kiss him. So I used my other hand to direct his face closer to me and I pressed our lips together. We were both obviously close to our orgasms so he started adding pace until he was going really hard. I moaned into our sloppy kiss. It felt so good that a tear rolled down my face.
‘’I’m c-close’’ I gasped on top of his lips. Jared nodded and pushed my face closer to his. Just a few seconds later I came the second time tonight. My entire body stiffened for a brief second as my powerful orgasm took over all my senses. I dug my nails into Jared and then I screamed out in satisfaction. All I felt was an amazing bliss of the orgasm and him. Jared had to make me cum before he would.
He still slammed himself into my sensitive wet walls which made my body tremble. His strong arms held me close to him and I knew he wouldn’t let go. Finally, he reached his high as well and an unfamiliar feeling approached. Jared’s cum shot inside me, filling me up. The warm seeds felt strange but I didn’t mind that feeling either. He slowed down until he didn’t move anymore. Yet he stayed inside me.
We were both panting as we came down our highs. I felt like I was in heaven. ‘’Holy shit that was amazing’’ Jared breathed out and ran his hand through my hair. I looked into his eyes and nodded. This got me sleepy but I knew that we were both ready for round two sooner or later.
‘’It sure was but it doesn’t have to stop there’’ I giggled happily. Just then he pulled out and I felt his hot cum squeezing out of me. My eyes shut and I sat up, making his cum run down my leg. Jesus his load was big. ‘’Oh my gosh J’’ I gasped while standing up. My legs were a little shaky which was fine but the cum on my legs felt a little weird. Jared looked at me like he was in a daze or something.
‘’That’s really hot’’ He let me know. ‘’Hot?’’ I smiled. I guess so. ‘’Well..how about we go and check out the bathroom? Maybe we could make this happen again?’’ I suggested flirtily and bit my bottom lip. I didn’t have to tell Jared twice. He got up from the bed and got closer to me. Just as he thought he could pick me up, I stepped back as quickly as I possibly could. ‘’You gotta catch me first’’ I showed him my tongue. Jared gave me a mischievous look. ‘’You’re gonna get it girl’’ He warned me and just like that round two began..
Shake dreams from your hair
My pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and
choose the sign of your day
The day’s divinity
First thing you see.
A vast radiant beach
in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the woolly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us.
Choose, they croon, the Ancient Ones
The time has come again
Choose now, they croon,
Beneath the moon
Beside an ancient lake
Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
Everything is broken up and dances.
We’re actors and it’s hot backstage so we both have our costumes half off, and it’s dark and we’re both sweaty
I’m the prop manager and that sword is not your prop put it back down or I will beat you with it and while you’re hot you can’t flirt your way out of this
We were all dancing around to music and the two of us sort of danced with each other, and I think I’ve got a crush.
Your parents never come to the plays but mine do and we’re friends so my parents kinda adopted you and cheer for you but I don’t see you as a sibling because I have a crush on you.
You said the name of the Scottish Play so I chased you out of the theater until you spun around three times and spat over your shoulder.
We have rehearsal after school but the two of us are always fifteen minutes late because we run to Quick Trip do you just want to car pool?
We did the Time Warp (Again) and I liked how you pelvic thrusted.
I am the freshman that just back talked the upperclassman who is something of a diva and tends to be the star of the show and no I don’t care, you won’t talk to me that way and you start to like me because I’m the only one that doesn’t put up with your theatrics.
I have a whole bunch of English homework and I don’t understand Shakespeare you’re a drama kid does this make sense to you? It does? Wait what do you mean that’s a sex joke?
It’s the opening night of my first play and I might be sick, but you’re sitting here talking to me, thank you, you’re the only reason I haven’t panicked yet.
Someone help me with my wood! NO NOT LIKE THAT I’M MOVING IT TO THE WOOD LOFT!
We have to kiss and stage kissing looks weird so we agree to just kiss normally, and wow that kind of feels right.
“Y/n, I have news!” My best friend Lily ran up to me and jumped up and down.
I laughed, “What is it?”
“The marauders are all going to James’s house during Christmas holidays and they’re having a party and they want us to come!”
“Well, of course they want us to come, they love us!” I giggled and we excitedly ran to our rooms to pack for the holidays.
“Y/N, Y/N, WE’RE GOING TO BE LATE!” Lily burst into my room, all decked out in a Christmassy dress. I put the last finishing touches of makeup onto my face and checked myself in the mirror.
“Do you think I look alright?”
“Of course you do! Now come on!” I was forcibly dragged from my room and out into the cold air to the party.
At the party
“Lily! Y/n! Come on in!” James opened his door and a gush of warm air whooshed out and wrapped me up. I stepped into the house, shivering, and while James was kissing Lily, Sirius came up to me and hugged me tight, like we hadn’t seen each other in three years.
“Sirius! It’s only been two days since school got out!” I laughed and wiggled out from under his grip.
“I know, but I still missed you.” He smiled and me and led me to the next room, where music was playing and the rest of the guests were hanging out.
I was having fun, mingling with everyone else and talking, when I was suddenly pulled aside by Sirius.
He took my hand and sat me down on a couch, and sat on the armrest right next to me.
“So, y/n, I’ve been meaning to ask you something…” Sirius’s tone of voice suddenly quieted and his eyes searched me face. I matched my voice level to his and replied, “What did you want to ask me, Sirius?”
I was very aware of Sirius’s arm slowly making its way around me, and my breath grew a little quicker.
Sirius’s face gradually inched towards mine, and his warm breath brushed against my nose.
“Sirius, what are you–”
Before I could finish my sentence, Sirius’s lips pressed against my lips and I froze in surprise at first, but then I felt something click between us and I started kissed him back. Sirius hand brushed up against my head and brought us even closer than we already were. All the music around us became muffled as Sirius drew out the kiss. I was suddenly aware of eyes that might be turning towards us, and I broke the kiss.
We looked at each other and I let out a happy sigh. Running my hand down his sweater, I turned my eyes downwards with sudden nerves.
“That wasn’t a question.” I laughed breathily and traced the outlining of Sirius’s button.
He laughed and stroked my hair. “Oh right, about that.” I smiled and looked back up at him, waiting. “Y/n, do you want to be my girlfriend?”
I threw my arms around Sirius and kissed his cheek, and he kissed me back.
“Of course, Sirius!”
Sirius’s hair brushed up against my neck, making me shiver and he laughed. “Merry Christmas eve, y/n.”
2p China, 2p Russia and 2p Canada giving and receiving messages?
(i’m going to assume you meant massages? you can submit an ask again if i got that wrong)
2p!China/Shui Wang: Shui tends to forget that he’s as old as Yao, and as such, he would deny relaxing or getting a massage from you in general until his back gives out. And even then, he’s reluctant. On the other hand, with you, one of his main ways of showing affection is through giving you small massages, normally on your neck or upper back. Though they’re quick, Shui tends to be a bit on the rougher side, and you find yourself asking him to be gentler.
2p!Russia/Ion Braginsky: Ion’s been through a lot, so he constantly feels tired and overworked, but he would only give in and ask for a massage from you when it’s gotten really bad. Giving him a massage is one of the few ways he can truly relax, and he will be strangely content for a few days afterward. Ion is rather shy when giving you massages, though he will happily give you one if you ask. Ion will try his best to be gentle, finding the trouble spots in your back and kneading them away quickly.
2p!Canada/James Williams: Since he’s a lot younger than Shui or Ion, James doesn’t really need massages, but he will ask for one when he gets too stressed. Although, he can fall asleep from them, so it’s best to give him one after dinner and whatnot. He’s the least likely to give you a massage out of the three, but it’s worth it. James is at the exact midpoint between gentle and rough, his fingers slowly working away at the knots in your body.
A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us.
Hey, anyone going to Animazement! Saturday, at 6 PM, some friends and I are gonna meet up outside the entrance of the convention center, then dance and mess around all over the con to meme music. Come join us in the fun!
Yea I’ve been called every name in the book. As a kid…Even in college, there was a girl who lived in this house with one of my friends whom I grew to considered a friend as well, but never a close one. I didn’t like the way she talked down about people all the time. It wasn’t until a year after we all had graduated that I found out she would call me “bird girl” when I wasn’t around. After she got to know me, I guess the insults quit. The biggest disappointment was this: I figured by the time I was in my 20’s people would be smart enough and not make cruel comments or jokes about the things people couldn’t do anything about. It’s not true. Some people don’t grow up. Some people are hiding their own insecurities so deep, they have to find other people to target and tear down. It’s sad that people like this can actually have such a negative, damaging effect. I’ve struggled with depression, anxiety, eating disorders. I grew up hating myself,because people would tell me I was ugly. I thought I would never be enough if I couldn’t be easy on the eyes, too. I’ve had a hard time being in relationships. It’s bull shit. It’s all bull shit. Beauty is power? Yeah, ok. Well so is knowledge. So is strength. & beauty? It’s dimensional, it reflects light, it makes waves in the air around us. It’s music, colour, it’s a combination of all the things a person perceives when they encounter it. The size of your nose doesn’t decide your beauty. Nor the shape of your face. Not your height, skin, hair, teeth, weight, voice. Nothing on it’s own can define you. You are dimensional, your beauty is dimensional. Find it, feel it, emanate it and reflect it back - out into the world. Have confidence and stay sharp, be who you and you will end up the role model to those who ever made you feel like you were less than worthy. Cheers.
Rickenbacker 325 Capri ‘58 Jetglo (John had the original natural Mapleglo finish painted black in 1962) “John was looking around, he had his old Hofner Club 40, and we went into this music shop. We were all there together – we used to hunt around in packs, discovering what was available. Just mooching in general, as musicians do. John saw this Rickenbacker, and what actually knocked him out was the short scale of the fingerboard. Whereas before he had to stretch, John found that he could do the same riffs and everything without hardly moving his fingers. He just fell in love with it. He liked the sound. The Rickenbacker was his guitar!” - Pete Best
The second I stepped into the house I ran straight up to my room throwing my bag and jacket on the bed before getting ready. Once ready and had something to eat (never drink on an empty stomach, you will regret every life decision).
It was 8:45pm leaving me 15 minutes before Michael arrived and to convince my parents to let me go to this party, this was gonna be fun, I walked into the living were my parents were and cleared my throat knowing nothing else would get there attention, my dad took one look at me “no” he announced “ignore him, you look nice, are you going to a party?” my mum asked, she was always easier on my me than my dad “yeah I’m going with some friends” I smiled sheepishly “are you going with that boy from Monday and his girlfriend?” she asked, shit. “Yeah! Michael and…Lydia! They’ll be here at 9 to pic-” I was cut off by my phone buzzing it was Michael we’re outside kitten I rolled my eyes at the nickname “they’re here so I’m gonna go, love you, bye!” I yelled running to the door before they could stop me.
Assuming Luke would be in the front since he got picked up first I went to open the door to the back before Michael rolled down the window stopping me “you’re up front, the guys are all in the back” he smirked why are they in the back? I questioned as I made my way around the front of the car and into the passenger seat. The second I sat down the car was full of loud whistles and a few ‘damn’ “wow Y/N you look incredible” Cal called from the back seat, I couldn’t help but smile at the comment letting out a small “thanks” after.
“WHO’S READY TO PARTY?!” Michael yelled as he revved the engine before speeding down the street and to the house party, the car was full of energy as music flew through the speaks and the boys yelled along hyping themselves up. Surprisingly, Michael only managed to almost knock over one mailbox the entire drive. ___
You could hear the loud bass from down the street and see the teenagers throwing up there mixed spirits already. Once the car stopped the boys practically fought to get out of the car whilst I unclipped my belt ready to open the door but before I could it swung open to see a blushing Luke holding out his hand for me to take whilst the other boys glared at him, like they wanted to be the ones to open the door for me, none the less I accepted his hand and hopped out making my way to the house. Calum’s hand almost immediately found my lower back as he guided me to the front door, I could feel the music racing through my body the closer we got. I was excited.
Three drinks later and I was dancing my ass on in the middle of the living room with Ash, I was never a good dancer but at that moment I didn’t care. People were all around us, sweaty bodies swaying to the music as others sat on the couch, drinks in hand, either talking or practically dry humping. I could see eye’s on me but it wasn’t Ashton’s, it was Michael’s, he was stood out of the way talking to some girl who practically threw herself on him but he kept his eyes on me the whole time. Not like I care, I mean I don’t like him more than a friend. When I looked ahead of me Ash had disappeared and I was alone, I looked around the room to see if I could find his flopping dirty blond hair but no, he was gone and Michael was making out with the giggle parade. Fucking brilliant. I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of knowing him sucking face with her got to me by standing and staring but I also wasn’t going to dance alone.
“You look thirsty from all that dancing” the voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I turned to see Calum holding two drinks “Cal-Pal! Eugh! You’re the best” I yelled as I grabbed the cup and chucked the vodka and coke, mostly vodka. He chuckled, taking a sip “are you okay?” he asked raising an eyebrow, I moved closer to his ear pretending I couldn’t hear him, he asked again. “Yeah, I just need a cigarette” I replied flashing him a sweet smile before making my way past Mike and to the back garden.
We made small talk in the back, mostly about how shit faced the boys were already when I heard Michael talking, his voice was getting louder the closer he came to the back doors. A part of me wanted to grab Calum by the collar of his shirt and kiss him, piss off Michael like he did to me but I’m not that kind of girl. I’m not gonna make out with a guys friend just because he kissed someone else. Instead I finished my cigarette, told Cal he owed me a dance and walked back into the kitchen chugging a bottle of vodka to get shit faced and probably do something I will no doubt regret in the morning. Bring on the good times.
I don’t know what it was that woke me, the sun peeking through the curtains, the sound of the front door opening and closing or the arm around my waist getting a tighter grip on me and pulling my back against his front as he nestled his face further into my back. All I knew was my head felt like it was being split in two, my entire body ached and my eyelids weighed a ton. At this point a normal person would get up and leave or even look behind them too see who’s holding them hostage but not me. Nope.
I’m going back to sleep and will figure it out when my head doesn’t feel like it’s been shit on by a monkey and I can keep my eyes open for longer than a second.This time the thing that woke me up was the sound of a glass hitting wood, thankfully I could keep my eyes open for long enough to see who put the glass down, once my vision came back and wasn’t just a blurred mess I saw it was Calum. Shit, did I sleep with Cal last night? FUCK. “Morning” he smirked sitting down on the edge of the bed whilst I pulled myself up making room for him, looking around I knew this wasn’t the house the party was at, it looked way too clean.
“Where am I? Did we sleep together? How much did I drink last night? Also, how did I get here?” I had a lot of questions to ask, the first one being what happened last night.
He sighed looking at the floor, clearly avoiding eye contact, making my heart drop and my stomach turn. “You’re in my room, all we did was sleep, you got plastered and me being the most sober I walked you back here because I couldn’t leave you at the party and the boys were just as bad as you”. Well that explains that.
I put my head in my hands trying to remember what happened; I was dancing with Ash, he disappeared and I looked around to see Michael sucking face with a plastic then Calum gave me a drink. The last thing I remember was my throat being burnt by vodka whilst the people around me cheered. “What happened?” I know I’ll regret asking but I need to know, Cal’s face fell soft and sympathetic “drink some water and I’ll explain downstairs” and with that, he disappeared, was he hiding something? Or did I do something so bad he didn’t want to tell me?
Taking small sips of the water he brought me I made my way downstairs and to the kitchen where he was making breakfast, the room filled with the smell of burnt bacon and toast as he hummed along to the radio, seeing him like this you’d have never thought he was one of the most feared people in the school. He looked sweet.
As we devoured our breakfast Cal explained that I started dancing with one of his friends, getting too close for Michael’s liking, he came over and started yelling at the guy threatening to beat the living shit out of him for even coming near me, which obviously pissed me off making me yell at him about how it’s okay for him to suck face with some bimbo but not for me to dance with someone. We ended up in a yelling match before I stormed off attempting to chuck another bottle before Luke found me and took it away before suggesting we get out of here and at that point I didn’t care, Cal found us both stumbling to the stairs before telling Luke to go home and he’ll look after me. That’s how I got there, in Cal’s bed with him. Not as bad as I expected.By this time we’d both finished breakfast and I stood up to clear the plates but Calum quickly took them from me telling me to shower and he’ll leave some clothes for me on the bed. I thanked him making my way to his room, thankful it was him who took me home and now someone else. ___
Once the shower was done I felt better, still shit but better. True to his word there was a pair of sweatpants and t-shirt folded nicely on the bed waiting for me, Calum nowhere to be seen. Quickly changing I realized I don’t have any flat shoes and I was not walking home in my heels or bare foot, then I remembered I had a pair of fold up flats in my purse (if you ever go out, get some they will save your life) thanking the heavens I thought to put them in there I grabbed them and slipped them off before making my way back downstairs to find Calum in the living room watching Brooklyn nine-nine. I stood in the doorway “thanks Cal, for everything. I’ll bring these back at school. I’ll see you around?” it was more like a question than a statement, his head snapped to my direction and his brows scrunched together “if you’re ready to leave I’ll take you home, can’t have a pretty little lady walking the streets alone” he declared turning off the TV and walking towards the door, keys in hand, I was about to reject but he was already out the door leaving me standing there with hands full and mouth opening and closing like a fish. I dashed to catch up to him, damn his long legs and longer strides.The car ride was filled with silence and for the first time in a long time, it wasn’t awkward or a long drive for that matter, I guess he lives close by and is thankfully a much safer driver than Michael. Once we made it outside my house I could see him eyeing up the place making me uncomfortable, as I opened the door I thanked him once more for everything before making my way to the front door. It wasn’t until I was shutting the door, me inside that I heard his car making it’s way down the road.
Not wanting to deal with my parents or all the questions they probably have about why I didn’t come home and who I was with I went straight to my room shutting the door gently behind me and flopping down on my bed. What have I done, what did I nearly do?! Michael probably hates me for yelling at him and for nearly fucking his best friend. I’ve fucked everything up haven’t I?
Fi: Christian abandons his father’s household to experience the delights of Paris, because he feels it is important to be true to himself. He believes wholeheartedly in true love and the Bohemian lifestyle – until he has his heart broken. He constantly encourages Satine to be true to who she is, and to risk it all for their love, which he believes is an important aspect of their lives. He is very emotional but finds it easier to sing his love than to declare it with words.
Ne: He thrives in an environment that spurs ideas in his mind; he improvises on the spot and builds off others’ thoughts and ideas to create a masterpiece. Most of all, he bases his stories and music on the world around him, using thinly veiled allusions to their situation, while reinforcing a happy ending. Christian is an idealist, a dreamer forced to face the real world.
Si: He is telling a story that happened earlier in his life, recalling it with perfect clarity and detail, reliving each experience and moment as he writes it.
Te: Christian finishes what he starts: he convinces Satine to become his lover, he writes music for his friends, he creates an entire musical production for the Moulin Rouge, and he writes their story. He is the unofficial leader of their small band of Bohemians.
“Princess? Are you in here?” A voice rang through the room, causing me to look away from the music sitting in front of me, elation filling my heart. My best friend stood across the room, his long legs racing across the hardwood floors.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t greet you when you arrived but I was helping Father organize a plan to deal with the rebels before the party. It’s going to be so great now that you’re here,” He murmured in my ear, his arms wrapped tightly around me. My family ruled the kingdom beside Calum’s , yet the distance always felt infinite, separating me from him. My first time meeting Cal had been the day I was presented as one of the princesses he might one day marry. We had been inseparable from that moment, sealing our betrothal as both partners in marriage and in crime. Together we spent our days adventuring and playing tricks on the castle’s staff. The time I spent with my own family felt tedious, every part of me wanting to be back beside him.
“I have an idea,” he whispered, pulling me from my daydream,” All the staff is focusing on the gala tonight, right?” He smirked, causing me to nod excitedly at whatever plan he had in his head,” That means no one will notice two horses riding out to say, I don’t know, the waterfall?” My heart raced at the suggestion, I loved when he was like this. Our adventures years ago had led us to the most beautiful waterfall, clear water spilling over the cliff face, pooling below like melted turquoise. His hand wrapped around mine as we tore through hallways and drawing rooms toward the stables. My eyes locked with the stable boy warily, knowing that he wouldn’t expose our outing to Calum’s parents. Cal began saddling two horses, whispering softly while he worked the straps around them. I hiked my dress up as I straddled the horse, causing a wash of pink to flood Calum’s cheeks. After all the years we’d spent together, he still was in awe of my brashness when it came to manners.
“Race you,” I winked, towards the woods as he mounted his horse, racing after me. Light broke through in soft beams beneath the trees, washing the path in a radiant glow. I turned around to Calum, his face lit with golden light as he laughed, pushing his horse to beat mine. Air left my lungs as the stallion hurdled over a fallen tree. We arrived in the clearing, the soft roar of the water filling my ears. Dismounting the horses, his hand took mine again, leading me towards the ledge hanging over the pool, close enough that our feet skimmed the surface.
“So darling, how’s life?” He asked, genuinely intrigued about what I had to say.
“Hmm, let me think. I beat my brothers in a sword fight, which I was very proud of. Your lessons have done me well,” I grinned, the pride present in his face, “I also designed my gown for tonight, which I think you’re going to love,” I smirked, his eyes dilating at the thought.
“I’ve missed you Y/N, I can’t wait to marry my best friend so I never have to be without you,” His face split into a grin, kissing my forehead softly.
“This is getting too emotional, Hood,” I giggled. He nodded in agreement before launching into telling me about the hunting dogs a breeder had sent him. Ripples fluttered across the water’s surface, my feet grazing the placid pool gently as we talked to each other about anything and everything.
“Shit babe, we need to get back, the gala starts soon and we have to get ready,” He panicked, lifting me from my comfortable position nestled beside him back towards the horses. We sped back through the trees, just the pure energy between us filling me with joy. After several close calls, we managed to sneak inside without being noticed. I pressed my lips against his, smiling into it as I slipped inside my room, promising to see him soon. My maids stood waiting with anxious faces, practically drooling to hear about my adventure. I shook my head swiftly, causing them to groan dramatically before bursting into fits of laughter. Brushes ran swiftly through my hair, gently retying the ribbon I kept tied in it. Elaborate hairstyles had always seemed to much of a hassle, plus Calum hated not being able to run his fingers through my locks. Once my hair was acceptable, I turned happily to the bed where my gown was spread. Ripples of rich blue fabric trimmed in pearls lay gleaming in the soft light of the chamber. It was the perfect balance of exquisite and simple, something I prided myself on. Cal and I would often tease those who wore what looked like an entire treasure chest upon their dresses. Lacing in the back tightened it around me, fitting me like a glove. I couldn’t contain my excitement as I twirled in front of the reflective metal sheet mounted on the wall. All my gowns were divinely comfortable, allowing me full flexibility as I sat on the stone tiled floor playing cards with my maids while discussing my hopes for the night.
“I mean, all the time I spend with the prince is wonderful,” I spoke while arranging my cards, earning a soft coo from the girls around me,” Tonight won’t be much different, but I love that. He’s my home and the comfort he brings me is boundless,”
A sudden knock caused everyone to scramble, hands fixing my dress and sweeping back my hair before finally opening the heavy door. My glowing fiancee and best friend stood dressed in his official royal suit, making my knees grow weak as the medals hanging from his chest glittered like his eyes in the lights.
“You look amazing Princess. I couldn’t imagine any person being more beautiful,”He said, his eyes wide as I linked my arm through his. Pairs of people, everyone from diplomats to other royals to knights, stood together with their partner at the top of the grand staircase leading into the ballroom. They all buzzed around into the space, leaving me and Cal at the top together.
“Ladies and gentleman, now that you’ve all entered and greeted the King and Queen, we must introduce the next rulers of Merene, Prince Calum and his beloved Princess Y/N!” The voice boomed from the room as Calum and I descended the staircase together, greeted by thundering applause. My face was covered with a huge smile as we swept through the people towards the dance floor. His hand wrapped around mine as his other gripped tightly at my waist, signalling the music to begin. All the others began swirling around us while we turned and stepped as we had since we were children. No body else fit together better than Cal and I and I loved it. Flecks of amber in his eyes captured my mind as we danced until the music slowed to a stop. I sat beside him at a table to breathe while the others continued. Our conversation turned to the lack of things to eat before the music died down again and Calum stood up in the middle of the room, the crowd hushing as he began to speak.
“As you all know, my best friend in the whole world is here tonight. Just like every other night that I’ve ever asked her to join me. She looks gorgeous, doesn’t she?” He asked, met with a round of applause as my face flushed with pink, “Princess Y/N is quite possibly the most beautiful person I know. Her heart is so full, she loves nothing more than being the reason someone is smiling or laughing. I’ve seen her drop whatever in order to comfort one of her maids or at times me. And inside that heart I know lives the same connection I feel. The feeling of total excitement to see each other after weeks of being apart or the way we get lost in conversations. My angel, I know how deep our love is, but I’ve always felt as if we were cheated out of a certain moment. I’ve always wanted to marry you from the moment you ran into the throne room as a child with your diadem slipping into your eyes. So today, I’d like to give you something I’ve been holding onto for a while,” He spoke as he lowered onto one knee, locking his eyes with mine, “Princess, this is for being the light of my life. I can’t wait to marry you,” The ring slipped onto my finger perfectly as Calum’s lips met mine with the clamor from the ball guests fading out as I focused only on him. His forehead rested against me as I examined the ring. It was settled into a setting of platinum branches, nestling it beautifully against my skin. Cal wrapped his arms around my waist, twirling me through the air causing the music to start again and the bottom of my gown to fan out into a wave of blue beneath the ballroom lights. Strings intermingled with the piano while Calum and I wove between the crowd of people, spinning and twirling between fits of laughter. Together we stood in front of the grand windows sipping a cocktail we probably shouldn’t have but no one could say no to the prince’s stunning charm. Lights twinkled beyond the glass, beyond the gardens, flickering like candles against the inky black sky.
“So babe, I was wondering if tomorrow you wanted-”
“Get away from the windows Y/N. Go!” He yelled suddenly grabbing my wrist and handing me off to a guard. I craned my neck to see out of the expanse of glass, seeing men on horses and foot charging through the gardens. Calum’s mother rushed to my side as we watched Calum and the king round up guards to help lead the guests to safety. One man dressed in a suit of all black stepped out of the commotion. I spotted a trigger in his hand, my lungs quickly deflating and my heart almost stopping. My lips formed my fiancee’s name but everything slowed down at once. Pieces of the palace rained down as the explosion tore through the room, the only thought running in my mind was of my prince and his family. Blackness flooded my eyes, pouring in like the blood of those around me. My next memory was of the silence. I pulled myself from the floor, my breath catching in my throat as I saw the carnage around me. Calum’s yells filled the the air when he spotted me across the room, sprinting into my arms as we both collapsed onto the floor.
“They’re dead Y/N. Both of them are gone. I think the rebels took anybody who lived as hostages. They thought we were dead as well. I’m so glad you’re okay darling but…” His voice trailed off as he buried his head into my neck now wet with tears.
“My love, I am so sorry. Your parents were wonderful rulers and even better people. You and I can get through this,” I whimpered into his ear both of us completely wrecked by the events. We sat together in the ballroom bawling softly for what felt like ages. Our cries faded to a shocked silence, drinking in the presence of each other when the massive doors to the ballroom opened and royal guards flooded in. One look across the room conveyed the extent of the attack wordlessly. A single guard hurried towards us, a band wrapped around her bicep identifying her as a medic. She ran her fingers across our bodies, placing cotton soaked in alcohol on each wound.
Shaking her head as she stood she spoke,” It’s a miracle you’re both intact,” before moving on to search the room for other survivors out of pure habit, despite the odds being slim. Another guard approached us, Calum and I now sitting criss-cross beside each other with his thumb grazing over the back of my hand soothingly.
“Your Highness, I regret to inform you of the passing of King David and Queen Joy. A rider has been sent to inform your sister and your brother-in-law. That leaves the business of Merene my Prince,” A quiet spread through the room as the guard spoke his next words, “By law, tomorrow you will be pronounced King Calum Hood of Merene before wedding your bride Princess Y/N,” He announced, the man’s voice echoing through the wreckage. I held onto Calum tighter, both comforted and terrified that tomorrow evening I would be married to the King.
In your documentary DVD TOUR 12-13 IN SITU-TABULA RASA, there’s a scene where you are being interviewed by a German journalist. I think the kind of questions she asked you like “What do you think your weak point is?” and “What is the source of your negativity?” are often asked by journalists overseas. Are interviews always like that overseas?
They often are. They’ll normally ask you things like “Why are you like that on stage even though normally you’re quiet?” “What is the source of your power?” But it’s just like um I’ve always been like this so I have no idea. (Laughs)
“So can we do this?” Stiles asked me cheerfully, for the fifth time.
“Yeah. We will be on a date anyway. You can do whatever you want.” I said reading a magazine.
“Y/N? Have you even listen to what Stiles was saying?” Scott asked.
“Of course. Something with a party tomorrow. You have my permisson. Now let me read this article.” I said and gestured them to leave me alone.
“I told you it was better to ask her, than Derek.” I heard Stiles saying to Scott as they left the loft. I shook my head in amusement and threw the magazine on the table.
The next day.
“What do you think I should order?” Derek asked me, looking at the menu.
“Deer.” I said.
He looked up at me, a little small curling on his lips. “Will you ever stop with his jokes.”
“Will you ever stop being a werewolf?” I raised a brow, making him laugh.
“Then, my friend, you will always give me material to make jokes.” I concluded.
“Can I take your order.” The waiter came to our table.
“A big pizza?” Derek asked me.
“Yes. And a little one for me.” I laughed. Derek narrowed his eyes at me and shook his head disapproving.
“Just kidding. One big pizza for both of us.” I said.
“You must really love her, man. I wouldn’t resist to such bad jokes.“ The waiter said.
“Did somebody ask you? My jokes are awesome and he loves them.” I said.
“Yeah sure.” The man said and left.
“Didn’t I learn you anything? You never annoy the one who serves us food.” Derek said.
“He talked bad about your girlfriend and you didn’t do anything.” I said.
“What did you want me to do? Make a joke?” Derek said and I laughed.
After 5 minutes.
“I’m hungryyyy. Where is the food?” I whined.
“Five minutes, honey. It passed only five minueltes.” Derek said.
“I love you, Der.” I said.
“No ,Y/N. I won’t go to the kitchen to tell them to hurry up.” Derek said.
“You are a werewolf Derek. You are the predator and that pizza is the prey. Go and take it; claim what is yours.” I said.
“People are looking at you as if you are crazy.” Derek said glancing around the room.
“Crazy about you.” I winked.
He took my hand that was resting on the table and kissed it.
The waiter put the napkins in front of us and I told him. “If the pizza isn’t ready in twenty minutes I will go and buy something from kfc.” Derek laughed.
“I’m sorry for you.” He said and patted Derek on the shoulder.
“What?” I raised my arms.
Meanwhile at the loft.
It was dark but in the whole building, lights in different colors were playing on the walls. The music was blasting through the boxes and in one corner was put the DJ’s place. Everyone was having a great time. They were dancing and drinking.
“So are you sure Derek is fine with it?” Isaac asked Scott and Stiles.
“We asked Y/N and she said we can do this.” Scott said.
“Have you told her how many persons are going to be here?” Isaac asked.
“I forgot to mention that.” Stiles said.
“They are going to be late anyway. We will clean everything up before they arrive.
At the restaurant.
“Five more minutes” I announced.
“Remember me why am I dating you?” Derek asked.
“And the winner is Y/N.” I cheered seeing the pizza coming.
“I said I don’t want olives on it.” I said.
Both Derek and the waiter groaned.
“It was a joke.” I lauged and bite a slice.
“It’s delicious.” I shouted to the waiter and when he turned around I showed him my thumb up.
I grabbed the souce and drawed a smiley face on one of the slice. “This is you.” I turned the plate so he could see it. He shook his head.
“You are such a child sometimes.” He laughed.
“I can be serious. I just choose not to be like that all the time. Life it’s easier when you laugh.” I said in a serious tone.
“I know. My life it’s much more easier since you are in it.” He said I leaned in and kissed him. He looked closer to my face and smile.
“You have something.” He said and gestured to he upper lip. “Let me.” He wiped the stain with his thumb, making me blush.
“You are my otp. Everyone from the staff ships you.” The waiter said, while taking the plates.
“Otp?” Derek asked me.
“One true pairing. Aren’t you reading fanfiction?” I laughed.
We paid and I left an extra tip for the guy that served us.
We were walking in a park, Derek’s hand around my shoulder. It was a beautiful and warm summer night. The lamps lighted the alleys perfectly. The silence was broken only by the crickets song. Everything looked like a fairytale scenery. We didn’t talk. We were enjoying each other’s presence. From time to time Derek would kiss the top of my head.
“I love you so much” I said nuzzling his chest.
We stood on a bench. I laid down. My legs rested on the opposite part of the bench and my head was on Derek’s thights. He was slowly playing with my hair. I laughed at a little memory that came into my mind.
“What?” Derek asked softly.
“That waiter was one of my childhood friends. One time we went to a restaurant and the food was late so he got up and brough something to eat from a fastfood. That’s why I annoyed him today.” I confessed.
“I knew that here was something going on. You are always patient and you never make fun of the waiters.” He laugh.
“Look at the stars. They are so beautiful.” I said.
“Not as beautiful as you.” He said and leaned down to kiss my nose. I laughed.
“We should go home.” Derek said.
When we arrived at the loft we heard loud music coming out of it. He looked at me and I looked at him.
“Stiles.” He huffed and rushed to the entering.
“Derek!” I shouted and ran after him.
I hoped I will get in time to stop him. Inside was a chaos. Loud music, neon lights, people dancing all around us. I grabbed Derek’s arm so I won’t lose him in the crowd. We saw Stiles and Scott.
“Run!” Stiles said to Scott.
But Derek was already next to him.
“A party!? Really?!” He shouted at the two teenagers.
“She let us do it!” Stiles pointed at me.
“Yes. Because I thought it would be just the pack , not the whole school! ” I deffended myself.
“What are you going to do, Derek?” Scott asked.
“Kick everyone out.” He wanted to go to the DJ, but I pulled him to me.
“Let’s dance.” I said.
“I don’t like to dance.” He said.
“Come one, Derek. Don’t stop the party. Let them have fun for a night. We could do the same.” I said seductively.
“If the loft isn’t clean tomorrow morning, I will use Stiles as a mop.” Derek said.
“I’m sure everything will be fine. Let’s go to my place.” I grabbed his hand and dragged him outside.
We went to my house. As soon as we got inside, Derek pinned me against the door, his lips on my neck.
“I hope you are in for a long night.” He breathed against my neck.
“You can bet.” I said lifting his shirt and throwing it somewhere in the room. “I wanted it from the moment you picked me up to go at the restaurant.”
“Then your wish is about to come true. Though you were a bad girl for not telling me about the party. Don’t expect me to take you easy.” He said kissing my jaw.
He grabbed my thights and raised me.
He entered my room and dropped me on the bed. I wanted to do something so I pushed him off me and I got up. He stood on the edge of my bed and looked curiously at me. I smirked and I started to unbutton my shirt slowly. His eyes were already dark with lust. I let my shirt open and let him take a look at my bra. I kissed him and pressed my chest onto his, making him groan. When he put his hands on my back and tried to keep me close to him, I pulled away.
“Tease.” He growled.
“Just like you.” I gave him a sweet smile. I bent to unlace my shoes.
“You didn’t get my joke with the pizza do you?” I asked throwing the shoes.
He shook his head.
“It has to do with werewolves. You have the big pizza because you are the big bad wolf and I’m the little red.” I winked.
“Then come here, little. Let the big wolf take care of you.” He said. I straddled his hips and he kissed me.
helo my friends it is time for Tumblr User Sufferingspooks’ Pidge Headcanons™
pidge is a butch, bi, and mainly fem-identifying. likes being a girl but also doesn’t see gender as a big huge deal. mainly uses she/her pronouns,
probably doesn’t shave. definitely doesn’t shave.
i’m VERY partial to trans girl pidge but if she WERE a cis/dfab girl then i headcanon that she’d have polycystic ovary syndrome, which made her male disguise all the more convincing
essentially just. really Really hairy pidge is my absolute jam okay. pidge for hairiest paladin 2k16
she likes being called katie by shiro and ONLY shiro. since he was
the last known human to be with her brother and dad, it makes her feel a
little bit more at home
she didn’t actually need glasses when she started disguising herself as pidge, but eventually became nearsighted after spending countless nights 5 inches away from a bright computer screen for hours on end
how fuckin hilarious would it be if pidge was like. the second eldest
of the paladins behind shiro and everyone just ASSUMES she’s the
youngest because she teeny
“alright paladins, you’re going in order of youngest to oldest so pidge will go first!”
“… coran i’m 18”
pidge is actually REALLY decent at playing the piano, and the rest of
her family is pretty musical, too. they used to perform music all
around the house and write songs together. breaking out into song is a
normal occurrence in the holt household
on that note imagine. pidge downloading a karaoke software onto her computer. think of the paladin karaoke parties.
she fuckin LOVED wearing heelys as a kid and as a result has built wheels and wheel holes into every single pair of her shoes ever since. the paladin uniform is no exception
the paladin she is the least close to is
keith. this changes when she finds out they have a common interest; they
both unconditionally love my chemical romance
as a follow up to that last one, imagine. pidge screaming “WHAT’S THE WORST THAT I COULD SAAAAAY THINGS ARE BETTER IF I STAY” while keith furiously headbangs and uses his sword as a makeshift air guitar
i will die with the “pidge is a filthy fucking homestuck” headcanon ok i will DIE WITH IT
she relates to john because of the whole missing father thing. also because they have the same taste in movies
she put over 50+ hours into undertale and is (not so) secretly in love with mettaton
NOT mettaton ex or neo tho. i’m talkin original sexy rectangle