the trouble with trophies

Something That Could Get the Venus Signs in Trouble When in a Relationship

Aries Venus: Their tactlessness when they get upset with their partner could really hurt their relationship because their partner will reach a point where they can’t forgive them anymore for ‘saying things they don’t mean’ 

Taurus Venus: Their inability to try something new because their partner wants to might get them in a sticky situation because their partner will grow frustrated with them 

Gemini Venus: Their little hints of innocent flirting with other people (mainly intellectuals) can get them in trouble with their partner because it’ll make them feel insecure in the relationship 

Cancer Venus: Their clinginess can get them into hot water because, even the most patient of partners, sometimes get tired of constantly reassuring them that everything is alright 

Leo Venus: Their need to showcase their partner like a trophy can get them in trouble because, while flattering, it can make their partner feel a little used/objectified and it will make them question why the Leo Venus in really with them 

Virgo Venus: Their lack of showing their partner that they care will sometimes get them into trouble because the partner will feel like they’re getting the cold shoulder 

Libra Venus: Their tendency to imagine the perfect partner will get them into trouble sometimes because it will make their real-life partner feel a little inadequate 

Scorpio Venus: Their intense jealousy will get them into hot water because their partner will feel like Scorpio Venus is getting mad at them or their friends for no reasons, and it gets old after a while 

Sagittarius Venus: Their reluctance to commit will make it a little harder to even get a partner in the first place, putting people off of the idea of dating them even before really getting to know them 

Capricorn Venus: Their tendency to always be a little pessimistic with their partner will get them into trouble sometimes because their partner wants to be uplifted more often than not

Aquarius Venus: Their distance and aloofness in love can get them into sticky situations because they’ll leave their partner feeling disconnected and unsure of how Aquarius Venus actually feels about them 

Pisces Venus: Their tendency to transform who they are to tailor to their partner’s needs and desires will get them into trouble because, when the real them comes out (which it will inevitably), their partner will feel lied to and deceived 

Chris Evans One Shot: The Green Eyed Monster (NSFW)

An anonymous request. Smut actually wasn’t requested but that’s just where my brain went so… hope this is okay!


‘You know you didn’t actually have to start a pissing contest over me, you get that, don’t you?’

You and Chris were in a cab home from an industry event and you were fairly certain you could feel the tension rolling off him in waves. He was practically vibrating next you.

‘Well maybe if he didn’t feel the need to maul you in public, I wouldn’t have had to step in,’ Chris spat back, keeping his gaze trained on the darkened scenery of LA as it flashed by you.

You sighed, heavily. You knew this day was a possibility, and you knew it wasn’t going to be a pleasant one. Chris had a fairly decent idea of his self worth and you wouldn’t necessarily say he was insecure, despite being prone to bouts of anxiety. But for some reason, the mere mention of your ex had his hackles raised and his teeth beared.

You reached across the seat and took his hand in yours and although you half expected him to pull away, he didn’t. He still wouldn’t look at you, however.

‘Chris, he’s my ex and I can’t do anything about that. That meeting… that’s taken weeks of orchestration between our agents and was planned down to the second so that we’d all come out of it looking like mature adults in the press. You knew this. Whatever there was between us at one time, it’s long gone now. I felt nothing, I feel nothing. You’ve got nothing to worry about.’

Chris knew that all you had said was true and he thought he’d been prepared. But there’d been a kiss on your cheek, a whisper and a laugh in your ear, a hand way too low on your back and the green-eyed monster had well and truly taken over him. He’d barrelled in, sticking a hand out forcefully and gripping a little too hard on the handshake, a smile with too many teeth frozen on his face. He’d embarrassed you, he knew, but in that moment he didn’t care.

Chris didn’t know the guy personally, but knew of him from around Hollywood, and he didn’t like what he heard. Sure, he was an acting hotshot, had managed to wrangle his way into some award winning movies and now his name was being thrown around in connection with a certain Best Actor nomination this year, but Chris didn’t like what he heard about the way he did business, and, more importantly, the way he treated women.

‘I just don’t get what you ever saw in him,’ Chris spoke quietly.

You shrugged and squeezed your grip on his hand a little, ‘I was young and impressionable, and finding my way in a very cutthroat world. He was confident and took an interest, and I didn’t know any better.’

Chris was silent for a beat, before turning to look at you, ‘You don’t regret ending things with him? You didn’t wish you were still with him tonight?’

In the intermittent glow from the street lamps you passed outside, you could see snatches of Chris’ expression and it near broke your heart. He was scared, scared of losing you, that was plain to see.

You unbuckled your seat belt and slid over to him, wrapping your arms around his ribs and tilting your head up to his, 'If anything, it just made me realise how lucky I am to be well rid of him and how even more lucky I am to have you.’

You broke your gaze and nuzzled into his neck. His resolved softened and his strong arms encased you, holding you tight.

'You know he wasn’t good to me towards the end. I’m not sure he ever had been really, maybe I was just too naive to see it. The women, the late nights or disappearing for days on end, the drinking, the fights. He never hit me but enough stuff got broken in the apartment that I was certain it would be me one day. I wasn’t sure I could make it alone. The day I packed my bags he told me I was worthless without him, and I spent a long time believing that. But I figured out my value and my worth eventually, on my own, and then I met you.’

You looked back up at him to see his shining eyes gazing down at you, unsure of what to say, realising what a jealous idiot he’d been.

You smiled, cupping one bearded cheek with your hand, 'And while I’d figured out that I could make it alone, you made me realise that I didn’t have to. That I could have an equal partner, someone who would share my joys and my troubles, and never make me feel like a trophy on his arm.’

Chris’ eyes fluttered closed and his voice was thick with self-critical understanding when he spoke, 'But that’s what I did tonight. Behaved like you were a prize, something to be fought over and won.’

You tilted your head briefly in agreement, 'A little, but at least I can distinguish between love and ownership now. A few years ago, I couldn’t. I thought they were the same.’

Chris rested his forehead against yours and opened his eyes so that his words were sincere, 'I’m sorry, really. Just for a split second back there, I felt like I couldn’t compete. What do I have to offer in the face of all that?’

'There is no competition, Chris. I am a woman that loves you with my eyes and my heart completely open. I didn’t know what love was then, but I do now because you showed it to me.’

You closed the distance between your faces, your lips landing softly on his. He kissed you gently, like it was taking all of his effort to hold back, like he was trying to avoid staking his claim.

'You don’t need to hold back,’ you whispered against his mouth, 'I know the difference now, remember.’

'Yes but sweetheart, we’re in a taxi and home is still five minutes away. The things I want to do to you in those five minutes aren’t suitable for a public place and I need to remember that.’

'Oh!’ your brow shot up and a giggle worked its way through your chest.

'Yes, oh. Now please, have mercy on me and just sit still until we get home.’


You’d both ran up the stairs, laughing and shedding items of your clothing, Chris hopping out of shoes and trousers, you letting the straps of your dress slide down your arms, taking the rest of the material with it.

Chris caught you in his arms before you made it to the bed, crushing his mouth to yours, hands lovingly caressing your face. The kiss that started out hard and frantic turned soft and slow and deep as he walked you backwards towards the mattress, the only light falling in a shaft through the bedroom door from the hallway.

You felt the mattress hit the back of your legs but Chris kept you upright, moving his lips from your mouth to your neck, across your collarbones and sternum and down, down, down until he reached a nipple.

Goosebumps of pleasure raised on your arms as he swirled with his tongue and you threaded your fingers into his hair, urging him on, feeling all of his attentions ignite a fire deep within your body. Hands that had been everywhere at your breasts and hips were now travelling even further south until one solitary finger slid across your clit.

A low moan fell from your lips, and your head fell back involuntarily, arching your back and pushing yourself into his hand. His mouth had still been alternating between your nipples and when he pulled away, the air cooled the moisture on your skin instantaneously.

A keening sound of disappointment was forming in the back of your throat but then he dropped to his knees in front of you before gripping the back of one knee and placing your leg over his shoulder, opening you up to him completely. Your finger tips on one hand reached behind you to steady yourself against the mattress, but his arm was already winding around your lower back, a hand splaying against your ass to keep you stable.

As his mouth closed over you, your stuttered moan filled the air and all you could focus on was his tongue working its way over your smooth skin.

There was too much sensation as he swirled and sucked at your clit and it only heightened when he inserted a finger torturously slowly, deep into your heat. The leg that held your weight was wobbling as he drove you higher and higher towards release, inserting another finger seamlessly as he pumped against your slick walls. You clenched around him as hard as you could, wanting to feel everything as much as possible and just when you thought he was going to keep you on the edge forever, he curled the fingers inside you upwards to stroke that spot that held the key to your pleasure.

Your muscles contracted and pulsed, your mouth held taut in an O, and you were gripping his hair so tightly it must have hurt, but still, his tongue and fingers never left you. He caressed you through every cresting wave and then every aftershock as you rode out your orgasm against him.


You had collapsed eventually against the mattress, unable to stay upright any longer and Chris had manoeuvred you gently so that your head was cradled on a pillow and he could shimmy the sheets from under you and lay them over your naked body before crawling in next to you.

You were floating somewhere on a cloud, body like jelly, unable to form a cohesive sentence. You were however, able to get out a few words that Chris understood.

'You… your turn,’ you’d said, as you’d attempted to roll over and take his dick in your hand.

Chris had just grinned at you, a few soft chuckles escaping him, 'That one was just for you. You can return the favour in a little while if you want, but I’m pretty sure you’re about to fall asleep and I don’t think I could take the humiliation of you dozing off around my dick.’

You smiled at him, knowing it to be the truth, and laid a hand against his chest, eyes fluttering closed, 'How about I just hook my leg over your hip and you can slip it in? You won’t even need me to do anything.’

'I think I’ll wait until you’re conscious if it’s all the same to you. Sleep now, sweet girl, it’s been a rollercoaster of an evening,’ he pulled you into his arms, flush against his body, torture though it was for him in his current state.

'Promise me you’ll wake me up in a while. I want to finish what we st…’ and with that you drifted off.

'I promise,’ he replied anyway, pressing his lips against your forehead.

Fire Emblem Fates: Battle Quotes Starters

“You should have surrendered.”

“You, uh, passed your test.”

“It’s not my fault you’re weak.”

“Stay out of this!”

“The pain will pass.”

“Now you’ve done it.”

“The time for mercy has passed.”

“I’m bored now.”

“You are SO last season!”

“Don’t underestimate me.”

“Shall we dance?”

“Appearances can be deceiving.”

“I’ll show you the meaning of fear!”

“You’re out of luck, friend.”

“Two’s company!”

“You won that round.”

“I’m not looking for trouble, but….”

“You deserve no better!”

“Oh! I think I might faint!”

“Fortune favors me.”

“An encore? If you insist!”

“Try not to hate me.”

“You’ve got a lot of nerve….”

“Please, hold your applause until the end!”

“I won’t stand idle.”

“Who’s the man!?”


“My bite is worse than my bark.”

“The pen is mightiest of all!”

“I could’ve done better.”

“I want your skull for a trophy!”

“Trouble rarely travels alone.”

“Out of my sight!”

“I am richer for the experience!”

"No need to despair!”

“My darkness was darker than yours!”

“Such are the whims of fate!“

“I will not leave in fear!”

“I will have my revenge!”

“I predicted this.”

“Unleashing my best!”

“Rest in peace, m’kay?”

“Nothing but cinders!”

“Time for your final bow.”

“Ooooh, yes!”

Finders Keepers

Stanley Pines hadn’t really planned on kids, but then, they managed to find him anyway.

A little Father’s Day tribute (a day late, whoops) to not just a great dad uncle, but the greatest uncle!

Soon I’ll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold
Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me?

-Lukas Graham, Seven Years

Stan Pines always figured he would have kids someday. Sometime after his “ew, girls are icky” phase and the following “okay, girls ain’t so bad,” yet before the “well shit, you know what, guys are A-ok in my book, too.”

Having kids seemed the thing to do when you grew up. What usually happened, Filbrick would grumble, whether you planned for them or not.

Stan didn’t necessarily believe that to be the case; regardless, eventually having a rugrat or two was what he wanted, expectations be damned. Babysitting his nephew had given him an appreciative stance on kids. Just the way a baby looked at you, like you were sun and lit up the whole world with your presence alone, that was staggering to Stan, unlike anything he had ever felt.

Not wanting kids was fine, too, as Stan pointed out when Ford expressed his disinterest in spawning any of his own. As always, the brothers were more different than alike, identical or no. Stan pondered if that was the way it went with all siblings.

(“Fatherhood would simply be a major distraction to my research. In moderation, children can be fun company, of course; but they’re also messy, loud, disruptive, and desire a lot of attention.”

“Geez, Sixer, sound like yer describin’ me,” Stan snorted.

“Exactly my point.”

Stan scoffed, socking his smirking brother in the arm. “Shuddup, nerd. Keep talkin’ like that and Uncle Ford won’t be invited to my mansion for Thanksgiving.”


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anonymous asked:

How do you think lex murdering his father is hinted?

hooo boy! ok, so i came into bvs with some pre-existing knowledge about jesse’s lex b/c for months, they put out promotional material in the form of a couple of fake interviews, a twitter account, & a lexcorp site (which is HINTING SO HARD at brainiac but that’s another story)

the interviews kept referring to his father’s “untimely death” or his “sudden death,” just some veeeery telling word choices. 

then this nerd tweeted this

the most obvious….sassy….. the only way it’d be more obvious is if he put up a great big neon sign


this is from the BvS artbook: 

“Zack wanted Patrick to come up with this gigantic old neon sign that maybe belonged to Lex’s father,” says Hooper. “it was up on a rooftop. So, our graphic artist designed an enormous sign. I went down to Cleveland and had that built and installed, and it looked amazing.”

That prominent feature of the lobby might at first glance seem to represent Lex’s nostalgia for the days of his father, but deeper knowledge of their troubled relationship could have you viewing it as more of a trophy.”

regardless, even if you think about it, it makes sense. jesse’s said in interviews that he views superman in this odd, perverse, freudian way - associating superman with his father, and with god. 

lex established dominance and dethroned his oppressor by taking control of the company after his father died under mysterious circumstances. lex aims to dethrone/kill superman and establish his dominance once more! b/c superman has more power than him, just as his father did. and it frightens him, enrages him! it’s just a matter of filling in the blanks, tbh.

&&& even in many comics, lex has actually been responsible for killing his father! fun fun fun

anonymous asked:

So I've had a crap day & I was wondering if you could give me headcanons about McGee & MWPP? It's totally ok if u can't but I was kinda hoping for something to cheer me up.

After an ill-fated detention in the charms classroom first year, which earned them each three more detentions apiece, McGonagall had to send an inter-office owl to all staff advising that under no circumstance should James Potter and Sirius Black be allowed to serve detention together.

At first, she regularly wrote both to Mrs. Potter and Mrs. Black, keeping them appraised of their children’s misdeeds, hoping their mothers’ influence might squelch their budding mischief making. After listening to the Howler Sirius had received over breakfast, however, she resolved to only send them when completely necessary.

She kept monthly correspondence with Mrs. Lupin keeping her appraised of Remus’s condition and progress in school.

She started sprouting grey hair in her 30s, which she privately attributed to those rowdy boys rather than her age.

Once, and only once, had they tried to call her anything other than Professor, or ma’am, and they never, ever did it again.

She knew it was James Potter that sent her that poorly worded valentine and flowers during Valentine’s Day second year, but she had the grace not to say anything to him directly. Instead, she addressed the entire class, advising that gestures of affection ought not to be directed towards teachers, but thank you very much for the lovely cards (she’d only received the one).

The only time she didn’t give a detention when she ought was during fourth year when she’d intercepted a note passed during class. Pettigrew brought it up to her, and she was prepared to read it front of the class, but as she scanned down the page she realized it was he, Black and Potter expressing concerned about Remus’s furry little problem and realized that they both knew about his lycanthrope and that they were extremely concerned for his well being. She gave them a curt nod, told them to keep their private matters out of her classroom and resumed teaching.

During fifth year McGonagall contacted Mrs. Potter, rather than Mrs. Black, in the aftermath of the whomping willow incident.

She had a soft spot in her heart for James, trouble making aside, because he did win her Quidditch trophies and show a particular aptitude for transfiguration. During sixth year she let him forgo a series of detentions he most definitely deserved in exchange for tutoring her OWLs students.

Those boys exhausted her more than anyone else, but even so, she didn’t have the patience to stand and listen to Filch badmouth them.

She was the one who had to tell Peter that his father had died fourth year, and James that his mum had died sixth. It was by far the worst part of her job.

She’d never been more proud than the day they joined the Order.

She held Harry twice, and only twice, and it was more than enough for her—she didn’t particularly like children, even babies, but this was Lily and James’s son and that meant something.

She’d never cried harder than when James and Lily died.

After Sirius returned and offered his parents’ home as headquarters for the Order, she stayed late after the first Order meeting to speak with Sirius (and Remus) about everything. She gave him several things: a thorough dressing down about the illegality of his actions, a nod of approval after he obliged her by demonstrating his transformation, and a pat on the shoulder as told him about all the mischief Harry had got up to over the years.

Thoughts About HTGAWM
  • a) Michaelas ring is going to be a downfall
  • b) why did they rip open the bags to look for the ring? now their DNA is in the bags. But not Wes' of course, which we'll get back to in a minute.
  • c) Connors lie to Oliver is going to be a downfall, lie carefully if you're going to lie or don't lie at all.
  • d) you can't wash of DNA with water laurel, this is going to be a downfall.
  • e) Wes choose to show up alone at the office to get the trophy and Annie just happened to be back? Coincidence? I don't think so. They planned that meeting. They probably planned the whole deal and now they're going to get away with it.
  • f) Annie is getting alibis from Bonnie, her cop boyfriend, driving by the police station, phone calls to Sam, showing up without make up and in her night robe the next day to make a scene in front of the officers etc. to cover up her ass.
  • g) Wes leaving Rebecca at a motel so that she's not getting involved with the burning of the body and so that her DNA won't be found anywhere.
  • h) Michaelas ring was probably found by Wes and he's probably going to use it against her later to keep her mouth shut.
  • i) Wes, Rebecca and Annie is going to get out of this shit, but there's a chance that they'll leave the other three behind.
  • j) why didn't Wes want to involve Asher? everyone else was up to the idea, why did he want to leave Asher out of it when he put everyone else in danger? Was he afraid that Asher would be too truthful in court or that he would be to logical and ask them to go to the police and tell them the truth since the only one who would be charge with murder is Wes and technically both Connor and Laurel could back out of it? Michaela would probably be charged for attempted murder since she pushed him over railing however...
  • k) Laurel is in trouble since she had the trophy and when the trophy becomes the known murder weapon Frank will blame her and that will give the group one more weak link.
  • l) it's just a question of time before Aiden starts asking about Michaelas ring, how is she going to explain why she's not looking for it?
  • m) is Annie going to support Connor, Laurel and Michaela in court? If not, I'm sure Laurels family can pay for her lawyers, but is Michaela expecting her new mother in law to take care of her? Is that why she's kissing ass or is it that she wants to keep the only steady part of her life in safe hands? Will the family even bless the wedding during these circumstances? We're talking about a proud family with high values regarding pride.
  • n) where is the scale hanging from the trophy's hand? I didn't see it when Frank was holding it up.
  • o) ugh, I don't want to think about all the DNA on the murder floor, I hope to god that Annie drenched the floor in bleach.
  • p) there's no way Sam killed Lila, someone's trying to use him as bait and since he's dead now he can't even prove the opposite.
  • q) i'm pretty sure Annie had someone kill Lila off (as well as Sam) after she found out about the pregnancy. Bonnie possibly?
  • r) I can't stop thinking about the scratch marks on Wes' wall in his bedroom and the law-student who used to live there, will all that get involved in the Lila case or is this simply foreshadowing and if it is, why does both Wes and Annie touch them as if they were memories of some kind?
  • s) Bonnie was flirting with that guy at the bar because he was working with some dental shit and since they burned the body only the dental recordings will survive which will make this guy important for season two. The question is how and will Bonnie sleep with him (agin??) to get him as their expert for the court? (Remember the lesson about bringing experts to outshine the other parties experts)
  • t) the door to the office is locked when Asher shows up because Wes locks the door when he enters together with the others, which once again hints on him knowing that the killing of Sam would happen, since the door is usually always open. He then leaves the door unlocked when he comes back for the trophy, because he planned to come back to meet Annie.
  • u) also, the broken USB is going to come up as a subject again, I'm wondering how this part was relevant, any ideas?
  • v) not sure about this one, but is Bonnie in on the whole Annie/Wes/Rebecca deal? That would explain why she slept with Asher (to give them both alibi) and it would also explain why she hooked up with the dentist-guy, is she in on the idea (because 1. She's in love with Annie 2. She's in love with Sam and got extremely jealous when she found our about Lila 3. She's just extremely loyal to Annie) and in that case is my theory about her killing Lila correct as well?
  • w) do you think Connor vomiting in that sink will come up as evidence? Like, did he clean the sink out after? And even if he did, will they find vomit particles together with Sams blood in the pipes? Am I going to far?

“Aunt Arctic, your sarcasm blows the roof completely off and sends everyone else in the house sailing into the blue sky with it. This soccer competition has truly opened my eyes about your sense of humor, Auntie. Also, as I write this, those very penguins rocketed into the air by your sarcasm has now finally met their vertex of motion and are plummeting down and crying. Not from the fear of falling, but from the sheer carelessness of your metal train of thought as you tell them the Blue Sharks had trouble getting the trophy. TROUBLE. As in a heroic feat that included emotional strain. A four million point difference in the first day of the competition does not come with emotional strain. Your searing sarcasm boils my soul, Aunt Arctic.”

Another little idea bouncing around in this crazy little head of mine. Comments more than welcome of course.


They were just supposed to be there to offer moral support to the new crop of celebrities and the pros they were paired with. The top three couples from last season answering a couple of questions and maybe giving a bit of advice to help the new partnerships survive the next three months. Maks and Meryl had of course been on GMA before, the last time being right after they had won the mirror ball trophy.

The trouble started when the host just had to ask Erin what her one piece of advice for the new pairings would be. “Keep your relationship with your partner platonic. Don’t let it become something that continues off the dance floor because it will not work once the show is over”. Meryl couldn’t believe what she was hearing, she knew differently of course. “It can work perfectly well after the show is over if the relationship is strong enough to begin with” she answered without even thinking.

It was like the whole world slowed down as Meryl realised that she had just let the cat out of the bag. “Are you finally admitting to something going on with you and Maks” asked Erin. Meryl didn’t even know what to say at that point. She knew that a denial probably wouldn’t cut it and they may just have to admit to being in a relationship. Meryl looked over at Maks and Sharna who were by this point laughing their heads off and throwing their hands up as if to say “don’t look at us; you started this we’re not helping you out”.

Meryl thought back to the moment Charlie and Sharna found out about the change in their relationship. It was the week of the rumba and they were now having trouble keeping their hands off each other in public. They had just decided on the ending to their dance and hadn’t heard Charlie and Sharna enter the room. At that particular moment Maks head was buried in Meryls chest, his arms wrapped low around her waist with his hands petting her backside.

Charlie stopped dead in his tracks and just stared at the two of them. Sharna was the first to speak. “Umm… are we interrupting something” she said with a hint of a smirk on her face. They quickly removed their hands from each other and Meryl tried to hide her reddening face. “No, not interrupting anything” they both said at once. Finally Charlie spoke, “How long has this been going on”. “There’s nothing going on, just dancing” they answered. Charlie laughed, “Meryl, if I had put my hands where his hands just were at the end of one of our programs you would have broken both of my wrists. Clearly there is something going on”. She finally admitted the truth to them, that she and Maks were a little more than dance partners.

Meryl suddenly realised that she had zoned out and that Erin was asking her a question. “Meryl, how do you know that relationships can work after the show is over?” She looked at Maks again, silently asking his permission to finally start answering questions truthfully. He gave her his Meryl smile and a small nod to tell her it was okay. “I know because I’m in a relationship with my former partner”, Meryl said and braced for impact. At that point Maks walked over and wrapped her up in one of his enormous comforting hugs and whispered “It’s okay, it’s about time they found out anyway.” “Mind if we ask you a few questions, we’ll be gentle” asked Tom and Erin as they took over the interview. “At this point we may as well get it all out in the open so go right ahead” Maks answered.

“When did this move from friendship to relationship?” asked Erin, secretly hoping that the switch up in week 4 had been their breaking point. “Week 5, right after my brother returned her battered, bruised, scratched and literally broken” replied Maks whilst absent mindedly playing with a lock of Meryls hair. “He was tending to my wounds and it just kind of happened” continued Meryl now a bit more comfortable about their relationship now being public.

“How did you manage to keep it a secret since then” asked Tom, considering Erin was just smiling and watching the couple who were by this point gazing lovingly into each other’s eyes. “Well Charlie, Sharna and Val knew about us so they helped run a bit of interference. Generally though as long as we didn’t go anywhere overly public near where either of us live, we weren’t noticed very often”.

With that Sharna interrupted, “I’m shocked that you managed it for so long because you weren’t that great at hiding it. You should probably know that all of these guys knew what was going on” gesturing to the pros. “You forget how long most of these people have known Maks and how much of a teddy bear you turned him into”. Meryl laughed “that explains why none of you look too shocked about this”.

“Well now that we’ve broken the internet and probably Twitter and Tumblr as well, we really should wrap this up” said Tom. “Just one last thing” added Erin, “I’d just like to remind all the Pros from last year that they all owe me fifty dollars each because I had beginning of week 5 in the betting pool”.

Maks and Meryl finally tore their eyes away from each other. “Excuse me, at what point did you start placing bets on us” asked Maks, visibly surprised. Erin laughed, “End of week 1 in any official capacity, but most of us were on board this ship before that”.