I really donât want to drag discourse too deep but I think this album cover, and more importantly her fanâs reaction to it shows that many women say the believe in feminism(choice feminism) because it gives them the freedom to do what ever they want and claim itâs a feminist action.
In this current world climate, where public figures can encourage young men to abuse women, it is irresponsible to put an image like this out to your supposed women audience.
The response is always âwhy canât you just let women do what they wantâ. You have the freedom to do anything within the law, but you are not free from the feelings of others.
You cannot openly reference Lolita, sexualize teenage girl bedrooms, and give handcuffs to minors and expect women whoâve experienced DV to think your on their side.
Real feminists know that choice feminism only sets us back, and if your only using it as an excuse to degrade yourself for men, just stop pretending to be apart of the movement in the first place.
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MC couldnât contain her smile as she frantically searched for something to wear. First date as a couple Iâm so excited I wonder what we are going to do? Her thoughts are interrupted by the sound of her phone ringing.
âHello?â
âHey, MC howâs it going over there?â
MC smiled âEverything is fine Kaitlyn going greatâ
âYouâre so lucky I wish I was there with you. So any guys caught your eye yet?â
MC laughs âYes Chrisâ
âChris? As in Chris Powell?â
MC giggles âThe very same he asked me to be his girlfriendâ
Kaitlyn gasps âNo way Please tell me your joking!â
âIâm positiveâ
âMy best friend is dating Chris Powell!!! Kaitlyn screams
MC holds the phone away from her ear âWhy donât you scream that to the whole world?â
âSorry but this is big news your dating a superstar!â
âI know but this is a secret you canât tell anyone else you know how the media isâ
âYou have my word my lips are sealedâ
âGreat now I have to finish getting ready Iâll talk to you laterâ
âOk tell me every single detailâ
MC laughs and hangs up the phone. After hours of searching she finally decides you wear a white lacey blouse and dark skinny jeans with brown short heeled sandals. She quickly heads out to meet Chris.
She waits for him at the meet up spot. MC looks around seeing no sign of him He was supposed to meet me here. I hope heâs not- She is interrupted by a pair of muscular arms wrapping around her waist.
****
Chris
âHey there beautifulâ
MC turns in his arms then smiles âThere you areâ
Chris chuckles âReady to go?â
âYeah where are we going?â
Chris takes her hand âItâs a surpriseâ
They walk down the streets of LA hand in hand. Chris looks over at MC and smiles She so beautiful. MC looks over and notices him staring she smirks âSee something you like?â
Chris grins âLike is an understatementâ
MC laughs âCornballâ Chris laughs as MC shoves him playfully âSo are you ever going to tell me where were going?â
âIâm not sure you understand the concept of a surpriseâ
âOh, come on the suspense is killing me!â
Chris laughs âGood things happen to those who waitâ
MC rolls her eyes as Chris chuckles. He guides her to a carnival just a few blocks away.
MCâs eyes light up âWow Chris this is amazing! How did you know about this place?â
âI looked it up and I saw that today was the last day and from experience the last and first days is always the bestâ
MC grins âWell what are we waiting for letâs go!â
Chris laughs and grabs her hand and leads her to the booths. âWhich one do you want?â
MC points to a teddy bear and Chris pays the vendor. He takes aim and knocks the bottles down. The vendor hands him the teddy bear and he gives it to MC
MC smiles âThanks Chrisâ
âYour welcome now how about we get something to eatâ MC nods and they get food talking and laughing the whole way.
Chris takes her hand âCome on we got one last ride to go onâ
****
MC
MC follows him to the Ferris wheel. She smiles âCanât wait to ride itâ
âMe too and from the top we get an awesome view of the fireworksâ
They get on the ride and it slowly takes them up giving them view of the whole carnival. MC grins as she points to everything.
âBy the way MC I gotta askâ
MC turns and faces him âYeah?â
âWhatâs that ring around your neck?â Chris points to her necklace
âOh this?â MC holds up the necklace âI really donât know thereâs a mystery behind itâ
âMystery?â
âYeah my grandfather gave it to me before he died said he found it on the beach. It obviously belonged to someone itâs engraved âWith all my heartâ âOne day Iâm gonna find the owner of this till then itâs a keepsake of my grandfatherâ
Chris smiles âWell I hope you do Iâm sure whoever lost it will want it back"
âAnd Iâm gonna find them no matter what it takesâ
âAnd that what I love about you your always so dedicated and so determined and passionateâ
MC looks at the ground âIâm not that greatâ
âYour right youâre not great youâre amazingâ
MC giggles.
Chris points up to the sky âLook upâ
MC looks as the fireworks go off lighting up the sky with various colors âWow itâs beautifulâ
Chris wraps his arm around her waist pulling her closer âNot as beautiful as youâ
MC blushes and rests her head on his shoulder as they watch the fireworks together.
They walk back hand in hand to the hotel, Chris walks her to her room MC turns and faces him âChris that was real fun I had a good time tonightâ
Chris smiles âIâm glad but I know how to make it even betterâ
MC raises an eyebrow âHow?â
****
Chris
Chris wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her in for a deep kiss. MC wraps her arms around his neck as he tightens his arms around her.
He pulls back and rests his forehead against hers âDo you want this?â
MC nods and Chris kisses her passionately. He pushes her against the door moving from he lips down to neck.
MC sighs with pleasure but knows they have to get out of the hallway âHold on a second Chris let me open the doorâ
He nods and releases her from his embrace. MC digs into her bag and finds her room key quickly opening the door. Chris lifts her up by her waist and carries her inside. MC wraps her legs around his wait as she kisses him.
Chris blindly finds his way through the dark room and places her on the bed. He climbs on top of her kisses her down her neck. He moves his hand under her blouse before pulling it over her head. Â
He pulls off his shirt over his head. Then kisses his way that her body unclasping her bra. MC moans then reaches down gives him a squeeze Chris groans âFuckâŠâ
He unbuckles her pants pulls it down before pulling off his own. He opens her legs and lowers his head then licks and swirls with his tongue
MC closes her eyes âChrisâŠâ
âYou taste so good MCâ Chris continues to lick up and down her folds while pumping his fingers in.
MC moans at the dual sensation before coming in his mouth. Chris pulls his fingers away then he positions himself over her slowly entering in.
MC arches off the bed wrapping her legs around his waist. She moans as Chris thrusts in and out of her.
âChrisâŠmmmmmâ MC pulls him down to kiss him. She feels herself beginning to vibrate. Chris feels it too he breaks the kiss and whispers in her ear âCome for me MCâ
âChris ahhhh!â MC comes with Chris following behind her. Chris lays his head on her chest while holding himself up with his elbows not wanting to crush her with his full body weight. They breathe heavily as Chris removes himself from her and rolls to the side. He wraps her up in his arms
âThat was amazing Chrisâ
Chris smirks âEven better than I imaginedâ
MC raises and eyebrow âYouâve imagined this?â
âImagined dreamed about it so glad it came trueâ
They both laugh. Chris pulls MC closer to his chest âIâll keep you warm tonightâ
âYouâre so warm never had a human furnace beforeâ Chris chuckles and kisses her softly on the forehead.
Chris awakens the next day and looks at MC. He smiles as she sleeps peacefully. He kisses her on the cheek and she smiles fluttering her eyes open
âMorning beautifulâ
âMorning what time is it?
â9am we better head down to breakfastâ
MC groans âBut this is my new favorite place to be I donât wanna leave itâ
Chris chuckles âDonât worry you can come back anytimeâ
MC sighs âOk guess I can waitâ
They both get up and get dress. MC hold the door open for Chris he steps out into the hallways then turns and kisses her softly âIâll see you later okâ
âOkâ MC shuts her door Chris walks to his room looks back at MCâs room then smiles and enters his own. Unaware of the brunette watching them down the hall.
A/N: I know Iâm a little late to the party and the fandom but I saw this post by @chantelle-x0x and couldnât help but write something from Drakeâs point of view in TRR Book 1 Chapter 8. I havenât had much experience writing so here goes nothing :)
Summary: Drake regrets not taking up MC Elizabeth Richmondâs request to teach her the Cordonian waltz.Â
Heaving a sigh, Drake pushed the doors open to the grand ballroom of the Nevrakis Mansion.Â
Wonder what stuffy nobles Oliviaâs put me with this timeâŠÂ
 He was no fool to believe that the Duchess of Lythikos would be so kind as to seat him anywhere other than the lowest table at the back of the room. If he hadnât promised Liam to be here, heâd be already raiding the fabulous Nevrakis wine cellar heâd found earlier. Finding his place card where he expected it to be, he took a seat surveying the room as it gradually filled with nobles in their ridiculously extravagant attire. Brushing a speck of lint off his usual denim shirt, Drake couldnât help but glance at the other place cards at the table.Â
 Countess Trinity Vallia, Duke Samuel Birmingham, Lord Jamison Nottingham, Lady Hana Lee, Lady Elizabeth Richm-
His eyes snapped back to the card a few places away from him.Â
 Elizabeth.Â
Hearing her name echo in his head filled him with a strange but comfortable warmth. He could feel his mood beginning to perk up at the thought that maybe this ridiculous night of unnecessary festivity wouldnât be that bad now that she was here. She wasnât even in the room and sheâd already had such an effect on him.Â
 Keep it together Walker. Remember your place.
That had been his constant internal reminder the last few days. Ever since that night theyâd all escaped the palace to get cronuts, there had barely been a moment when his mind had not been occupied with thoughts of her. That night would always stay with him, Drake thought. She looked so beautiful in her rebelliousness, suggesting a temporary reprieve from the facades of the court, an offer he could not refuse. Her humour and surprisingly snappy wit had easily cut through his usual airtight defences and heâd begun to actually enjoy himself. It was clear to see that she was the glue that held their little group together. He observed to himself that she had no idea how bright she really shined, the infectiousness of her easy going nature was a mystery to her only.Â
 On the walk back to the palace as she fell into step with him, easily trading banter and snappy comebacks, he began realised how much he wanted more moments like this with her. Reality harshly reminded him that her purpose here was for Liam and no matter how he fantasised, whatever emerging feelings for her that heâd had werenât going to be returned.Â
 The thought soured his mood and Drake searched the near vicinity for whiskey or something to wash it away but naturally there was none to be found. He busied himself once again observing the room and before he knew it, the doors opened to reveal the woman herself.Â
 Elizabeth.Â
Clad in a elegant blue dress, she stood out from the crowd like him but while he looked like a sore thumb, her simplicity of attire served only to enhance her sparkling presence. He watched as she whispered a quiet remark to her friend Hana before the pair of them were greeted by a nervous Maxwell. He wondered for a moment how easily she was able to unite the outcasts like him, not caring for station or bloodline. Then again he reminded himself as he saw her chuckle at something Maxwell had said, she was technically an outcast too.Â
 âWelcome to the table of exiles,â he announced dryly as the two ladies approached him.Â
 âDrake?â The corners of Elizabethâs mouth turned up when she noticed him. âIâm actually glad to see you.'Â
Drake was about to raise his eyebrows but thought better of it.Â
Glad to see him? That he found hard to believe. Even he knew he wasnât usually the peoples favourite. He watched her intelligent eyes flit back to Hana, giving him a chance to puzzle over her words.Â
After a short conversation, they took their seats but not before Elizabeth surprised Drake by swapping her place card with Lord Jamison Nottinghamâs, seating herself between him and Hana. Â
â-Iâm staaarving!â Hana was saying, as the servers began to weave through the tables carrying steaming plates of food.Â
 He scoffed to himself. âI wouldn't get your hopes up,â he chimed in bitterly, speaking from experience. âWhere weâre seated weâll be the last to eat. If thereâs even any by the time they get to us.âÂ
 As Hanaâs face fell, Elizabethâs bright eyes roved the room and Drake was beginning to recognise the rebellious gleam that appeared before she was about to pull another rule defying ruse.Â
 âNot if I can help it,â she announced, her eyes fixed on her intended target. âIt canât be too different from hailing a taxi in New York city. Hey please,â she gasped at the server closest to her. âPlease I havenât eaten all day. I need food⊠Iâm about to fail-âÂ
Her body began to sway and she put her hand to her head as her body suddenly pitching towards the floor. Drakeâs muscles sprang into action and before he realised what he was doing, heâd caught her lithe body before she could hit the floor.Â
 âPleaseâŠâ Elizabeth continued in a weak voice and the confused server placed a steaming bowl of bisque before rushing off with a confused look.Â
 Elizabeth grinned up at him and Drake was suddenly very aware that he was still holding her. Clearing his throat, he helped her up.Â
 âI canât believed that worked Richmond,â he admitted, helping her back to her seat. âJust warn me before you take a dive. Next time I might not be there to catch you.â
 âOh Drake,â Elizabethâs grin grew bigger. âYou know I like to keep you on your toes.âÂ
His eyebrows piqued in amusement and she winked at him, filling him with another rush of warmth. Â They tucked into the soup and he could feel his hands getting dangerously close to hers as the three of them crowded around the small bowl. By the time heâd composed himself, Hana had finished a story. By this time his mood had lightened so much that he readily shared a story of his own.Â
 â-and they were out of whiskey!â He finished incredulously. The two women shared a quick glance and a worm of doubt appeared in his chest. Had he just ruined the mood?Â
 Before it could grow, Elizabeth spoke. âYou know thats practically a crime,â she replied, her mouth tugged up in a grin.Â
 Relief flooded his chest.Â
 'You really surprise me sometimes, Richmond.â He admitted, rubbing the back of his neck thoughtfully. 'Thought a girl like you woulda just laughed at me for feeling that way.âÂ
Elizabeth release a mock sigh. 'Once again, Drake you underestimate me.âÂ
Drake felt his mouth curve slightly. She definitely an expert at keeping him on his toes. 'I gotta stop doing that huh?âÂ
Their conversation continued and before he knew it, he found himself extending an invitation to Elizabeth. âOliviaâs wine cellar is pretty impressive actually, not a bad place to get away from all of this for a while. Why donât you join me there for a drink tonight Richmond? If youâre not afraid of sneaking out after hours..âÂ
He never got an answer because right then, a server then unceremoniously plunked two plates of cold soup in front of them and almost immediately after Olivia announced the first waltz.Â
 The Cordonian Waltz.Â
 He mentally slapped himself. Of course it was the Cordonian waltz.
Drake sneaked a glance over at Elizabeth who looked slightly like a deer trapped in a car headlights. He remembered her request to teach her the steps last night. And his blatant lie in response. Between their little night time excursion the previous day and now, he guessed that she still hadnât learnt it and now he regretted not agreeing to teach her.Â
 But how could he?Â
It was the most intimate dance of all the waltzes and he wanted to do was to have her in his arms but their surroundings reminded him that she was here for one person and one person only.Â
 Liam.Â
 His best friend.Â
 For a moment, Drake allowed himself to imagine that things were different. If theyâd met under different circumstancesâŠÂ
âArenât you coming Drake?â Hanaâs voice interrupted his musings. Looking up he saw the two woman looking at him expectantly.Â
 He wanted to. God how he wanted to.Â
But he shouldnât. He canât for so many reasons. Glancing at Elizabeth, he quickly schooled his features into an impassive mask, hoping she canât see the pain and desire that filled him.Â
âWaltzing isnât really my thing. Iâll be here with theâŠâ He reached for a weak excuse. â⊠food.âÂ
Unbidden, he felt his face fall slightly. Elizabeth gave him a small smile before Hana lead her to the dance floor.Â
He watched Maxwell lead her to a place in the line, guiding her into the starting position. In that moment, Drake wished heâd worn a suit. Not to impress any dukes or countesses, not to try and fit in with their stuffy ways but for her. To at least look the part of a man she deserved. But to be so close to her, touching her in the way that was required during the dance, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to keep his feelings in check.Â
 As the music swelled, he marvelled at how quickly she was able to pick up the steps, almost effortlessly gliding across the floor. He watched her laugh as Maxwell twirled her around, her dark hair fanning out in her wake. Something in his chest tugged at the beautiful woman in the blue dress. He could almost imagine himself up there with her, his hand on her waist, feeling the warmth of her body pressed so intimately close to his. Heâd get lost in her dark eyes, so close that half a step would be sufficient to close the distance.Â
Feeling his heartbeat quicken at this thought, Drake shook his head, swallowing the bitter taste in his mouth as he watched Maxwell expertly guide her into Liamâs arms. That action was almost enough to propel him onto the floor and pull her into his own arms and never let go.Â
No.Â
The realisation cost him a colossal effort. He needed to leave now. Right now. Shoving his way past a couple of counts, Drake headed for the door but paused before he crossed the threshold. In spite of himself he cast a glance back to the dancing figures.Â
As always, Walker, youâre wanting what you canât have. Â
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