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I’m exhausted doing this board and the comic alongside work, but I’m enjoying it so much I might just keep going and do the next scene too! But if I don’t manage to this is something that happens

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Brianna Phasma | Arkanis Modelling Agency

The Force Awakens AU → Nicknamed ‘The Captain’, Brianna is known for figuratively and quite literally towering over her competition. Scouted young and trained with an almost militaristic regime, she has continued to intimidate and dominate the fashion industry with her commanding presence.

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Normal Fight: For True Story - Sonic vs. Shadow

Shadow’s Advantage: All Hail Shadow (Crush 40 Version thank god)

Sonic’s Advantage: Live and Learn

Me:

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everything I wanted in a (sub)boss fight with Shadow - a goddamn tribute to SA2.

What you said: I like metal

What normal people hear: I like to worship satan. That’s all I do everyday. Hail satan.

What metal heads hear: I listen to Sleeping With Sirens and Pierce The Veil, I know nothing about metal and I’m a poser

Prince Michael knew that it was wrong.

He shouldn’t have been sneaking away with his chambermaid three times a week. Yet he couldn’t help it, seeing the way your curves were so perfectly accentuated by the dress you wore, the sweetheart neckline giving Michael plenty to think about when you were off tending to the garden.

It was casual at first. He hadn’t been able to resist you, and you’d ended up with your lips connected in a broom cupboard, his wandering hands unable to be still. You had just looked so inviting, your body swaying as you dusted off furniture in the palace for the royal ball that night.

It had happened the same day at the aforementioned ball. You’d been wearing nothing special, being only a servant, but of course you’d been required to shrug on a dress somewhat fancier than what you usually wore. And though there were several princesses at the event that night, all trying to woo the prince, he only had eyes for you.

And since then…well, you’d lost count.

But all you knew was that the prince was getting bolder, winking at you subtly whenever you served him dinner as he sat at the table with his parents or giving gentle squeezes to your ass when no one was looking. You couldn’t help but to blush and stutter, and Michael only smiled down into his food.

He also kept you longer at night. What had usually been a quick escapade—you leaving his chamber as soon as he’d finished having his way with you—had quickly turned into him holding you close at night, his soft breaths on the back of your neck, his arm wound tightly around your naked midsection.

And slowly you found yourself falling for the blonde boy with piercing green eyes. You had no idea if he felt the same—he wasn’t really experienced when it came to talking about his feelings, though he evidently wore them on his sleeve. You would simply have to wait until he was ready to talk about whatever was happening, and whatever he wanted to happen between you both.

And if you could continue to do this in the meantime—sharing secret, hasty kisses with him and murmuring sweet nothings into the other’s ear late at night…well, you had a feeling you wouldn’t really mind waiting at all.

For spaghettiluek and seriousluke’s blurb night!