#AND i have to talk to Fave Supervisor to see if i can work on his line for the next 2 weeks

[storiesofsvu]

This thought ran through my mind today and I would like to know your thoughts on it:

So, if the law and order universe was like Grey’s Anatomy (I feel like everyone is dating/sleeping with everyone in that show) how would the pairing history be of the characters? 👀🫣💕

You don’t have to answer ofc 💕 and you choose which characters to include, as in you don’t have to bring in every single main/recurring character from the shows 😅🫣💕

omg lolol! everyone *really is* sleeping together/dating on Greys, its fucking insane. (although, you work in one place long enough it's bound to happen anywhere.lol)

This will likely get long, so it's going under a cut. Also it will very likely get chaotic. There will be lots of ships, a variety of characters and lots of crossing over. don't hate me if your faved ship isn't here... I also will likely just list all the canon ones down at the bottom and not delve into hc's about them.

omg now i have to try and not forget anyone LOL. so we're gonna start at the beginning.

Starting with an obvious Alex Cabot x Olivia Benson:

these two had chemistry, they flirted, they had lingering looks and touches. They had some form of relationship over s2-5. They definitely slept together, and had a lot of conflicting emotions as they tried to figure things out. I'd like to think that they were dating and in the midst of talking about making things official/taking it to the next level right before Alex got shot. They had no choice but to end it to keep Alex safe and by the time she got back in s11, things were different, weird, Alex wasn't the same person she was before and wasn't in the same place. They do try and go on a couple of dates after Alex has settled, but it's more of a "lets get this friendship back on track" because woof the girls be *fighting*

Casey Novak x Elizabeth Donnelly

it wasn't what either of them expected, when Casey transfers into SVU Liz is her direct supervisor. It's not *wrong* but it's also a little on the shady side when it comes to breaking the rules. Which is exactly what pulls them together more. I think Liz sees a lot of herself when she was a baby prosecutor in Casey. She wants to protect her, esp after Alex has been "killed". This is proven by not once, but TWICE Liz steps down from the bench to defend Casey in court. They're fiery, it's a mentor/men-tee relationship that likely spurred into a sexual one somewhere along the way. It's also VERY likely that Liz helped Casey figure out her sexuality. Liz was married before, but is in the age range that gay marriage was wrong when she was growing up. Casey we know was brought up very catholic. So homegirl doesn't even know what's going on in he head, and after Charlie, she's not sure she wants to date a man again. Liz helps her figure that shit out, and likely guides her through a couple of sexual experiences and they kinda keep things going from there on. THEN in s9 we obviously see the absolute demise of their relationship. I still believe that Casey only returned to the DA's office after hearing that Liz retired. BUT, Liz had her called before the bar to SAVE her career and license (as McCoy earlier said he would yank her license if she fucked up again in Blinded)

It was supposed to be/actually was more casual with Liz, but because she was Casey's mentor, Casey valued her opinion of her a lot higher than she would have otherwise. Their emotional side of their relationship was very foggy and lines scrambled because of that kinda thing, if that makes sense?

Casey Novak x Melinda Warner

definitely dated. Melinda wants to protect her girl, they're bad ass crime fighter, break a few rules to do what's right. There are a few cases/episodes where you can tell they're definitely hanging out. I like to think that it had pretty good potential, but they just figured they'd be better off as friends. And again, casey disappears after her suspension.

Elizabeth Donnelly x Lena Petrovsky

you cannot tell me these two have not fucked

Chester Lake & Casey Novak

these two didn't have anything happen sexually, but he was definitely crushing on her (can't blame him) and i think she accepted that dinner offer, but made it clear it was on a platonic base only. I think these two had such intertwined arcs across s9 that they definitely hung out a few times after work and I like to think that Casey goes to visit him in prison every couple of months (at one point i had a fic idea about that but i can't remember details now. LOL. maye it will return to me)

Dean Porter x Olivia Benson

While i don't think they actually ever managed to fuck. I really think they had the best chemistry out of all the toxic dick choices that were available to her.

Dana Lewis x Olivia Benson

They fucked your honour. Even Calvin knows they have "this your girlfriend?" like.... cmon...

Alex Cabot x Casey Novak

the ever favourite and popular ship despite only having one episode together. Now, in the "real world" these two likely would have known each other prior to alex's death, they would've worked in the same building, same social circles, hell they would've been at school at the same time. They're technically sharing the da's office in s12/13. Which is the prime time for their relationship. Alex is back in NYC, she doesn't really know how to be herself, she's not sure if she can/wants to do the job that almost killed her. She's unsure of herself, on shaky legs persay. Casey's waiting out her suspension, unsure of what to do, and if it's worth it to keep fighting. They somehow run into each other and that's when it all starts. They're both lonely, a little lost, don't feel like themselves anymore kinda thing. They find solace in each other, comfort, a sense of belonging. This is one of my fave ships for Casey, because it truly does have amazing potential. They date, it's serious, likely living together. I think they stick it out when Alex goes to the congo, but when she leaves the da's office again to do vigilante shit, they break up. Not that Casey doesn't support her decisions, they just know they have to go their separate ways.

Rafael Barba x Rita Calhoun

obviously they go on this list. They are a divorced couple who were never married. Whether they dated in college, or shortly after being back in NYC, it happened. Hell maybe it did actually get serious and that's why they know each other *so* well. But they just don't quite fit together long term. Rita spoils too much, Barba finds it overwhelming. (however when things open up to poly, I think they could definitely work) They remain really good friends and I'd honeslty believe they have a "50 and still single" pact kinda thing and are known to still hit each other up for sex because they know it's good and there's no annoying legwork of having to pick up someone new.

Rita Calhoun x Olivia Benson

Now, these two were never going to be endgame and EVERYONE knows it. It was never even a relationship. A couple nights here and there when they were both stressed and needed a relief. It's very likely far before Noah comes along, and Rita is very upfront about her views on children. It's more that they're friends who Olivia enjoys doing different things with that like, Cassidy won't do with her

Rafael Barba x Sonny Carisi

in the world where things make sense, Rafael would have likely been mentoring Carisi through his final year at law school, letting him sit second chair or do more help on the law side of case work with him. One ep of that was stupid, it shouldve been way more. I like to think that somewhere in one of those late nights, a couple glasses of scotch, there's admittance of "you know i don't actually hate you" "oh i know, you tease out of admiration" kinda thing that leads to a little more. I can see them actually dating, but I can also see it just being casual, cause Sonny still has heart eyes for amanda the entire time. Whatever they have going on obviously drops off the face of the earth when Barba leaves.

Rita Calhoun x Amanda Rollins

now this one, is a handful of hook ups and nothing more. Amanda is too chaotic for Rita, their worlds also don't collide very well. Amanda's more likely to be found smoking in some dive bar and avoid the high end places that Rita likes. I like to think that this happens somewhere between Amanda x Nick, and early s17 when Amanda finds out she's pregnant. i DO also believe that Rita kinda keeps her under her wing a bit, encouraging her to cut off her family, let her know if she ever needs help with things (and of course amanda is too stubborn to ever ask for that) but in moments where like, kim has fucked her over, yet again. Amanda finds some anonymous donation and it's like, this unspoken thing between them because you also can't say no to Rita.

William Dodds x Olivia Benson

again, they fucked your honour. and even if there were never officially "dates" they would regularly use each other as plus ones to events that they had to go to for work.

Rafael Barba & Olivia Benson

it never happened, but i had to include it. It was a constant "will they wont they" likely even with money down on it from the squad. They deeply care for each other, love each other, but can never quite figure it out. They're also both so fucking stubborn and there are times when they both have sticks up their asses and hold grudges, neither ever willing to admit defeat or apologize and they know that wouldn't be a healthy relationship.

Rita Calhoun x Casey Novak

my beloved.

these two are a ship that i will die for. It's one of if not the most solid relationship Casey has ever had. They might be endgame. While there's a chance that they would have crossed paths earlier on, they don't really start to pay attention to each other until post suspension/alex leaving.

They might have a case against each other, Casey might be finding prosecution a little stale for herself now. She wants something more. She was so intertwined with alex before that now that she's off pursuing something more, she feels the need to do the same, even if it's within the legal world. Enter Rita, where she can learn about working defence, but not necessarily criminal defence, ya know?

They end up complimenting each other super well, it's the prime golden retriever x black cat, and the smol/tall vibes, which is always hilarious because casey has like, four inches on rita. So i see them in a long term serious relationship.

Kat Tamin x Pippa Cox

Pippa's nervous post hank bs, simply returning to NYC is hard enough, but she finds this solace in Kat. She wasn't around for the whole thing so she doesn't have the subconscious judgment that a lot of other people have. Kat's great with the kids, she's got lots of energy and she's absolutely going to *worship* pippa. Pippa's also likely going to wean her onto a healthier eating style cause Kat is known to crush two pizza's and a litre of pop for dinner kinda thing. Endgame material.

Peter Stone & Sonny Carisi

now, these two haven't directly hooked up. it's not Peter's style. BUT, they've definitely had a few threesomes together with another girl. there's no doubt in my mind.

Kat Tamin x Grace Muncy

these two have hooked up. kat is a daddy. grace is a brat. it just works. they were probably casual fuck buddies/fwb's for a while.

Grace Muncy & Tonie Churlish

they've either hooked up, dated, or mutually pined for each other up until Grace left. I'm in the midst of rewatching Grace's eps so I'll get back to you. lol

Joe Velasco x Grace Muncy

i'm not saying i ship it. I'm saying that these two have this teasing, bantery sibling ISH relationship, and they're likely each other's wingman's more often than not. BUT, there was probably at least one super drunk night that they don't really remember but they woke up together and basically never talk about it.

Samantha Maroun & Rita Calhoun

I can lowkey see a couple of dates here, but it ending up not leading any further than friends. They've both got really good style, Sam wears a lot of colour similar to rita, they probably shop together and i think they'd get along really well.

Honorable mention to Joe Velasco x Amanda Rollins

because if they had met any earlier? they would've hooked up. even just once. they had good chemistry when they did meet and I could see it happening, but she was obvi already with Carisi

I know I must be missing a couple. And there's probably characters I've forgotten about, or not included in this, or just don't have any thoughts about. Also not including any canon ones cause we all know the canon ones. There's also LOTS of other "omg they'd be best fucking friends" that i skipped over cause this was more relationship based. (like, casey, dodds, carisi, kat and grace all have chaotic golden retriever vibes)

Could potentially see Grace x Bobby(?) from OC being a thing, but i can't remember if he's got a gf/wife or not because I clearly don't pay attention when I watch that show lol.

Thank you so much for this ask bestie!! I hope this wasn't too much detail LOL.

Now I'm going to spend the rest of the night thinking about svu x greys anatomy crossovers and who would've slept with who and that is going to be a fucking large list and I'm already thinkin it's a daunting idea LOL.

[pikapeppa]

Hey you ❤ Your local enabler here - give me five of your fav lines or paragraphs you wrote in 2021. Indulge me? ❤

🥺🙏❤ How sweet are you to ask this?? It's always nice to reflect back on the previous year's work! This was a challenge mostly because my 2021 fics were long and I forgot some of what I wrote... 😂😂😂 but I hope these excerpts will be pleasing!!

In no particular order: Pika's fave excerpts from 2021!

From Inadvisable: Solas x Nare Lavellan

This was the first illicit encounter between Nare and Solas, who is her thesis supervisor in this fic. In a nutshell, Nare touches herself while Solas lectures to her on the phone, and I just had a lot of fun researching and writing for this scene.

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“Did you not read the section about neuroscience and art?” Solas asked.

“I… maybe I missed that part,” she hedged.

“Am I obliged to read that section to you as well?” Solas said ruefully.

“Yes,” Nare blurted. “I — I mean — yes, please.”

There was a brief pause. Then Solas sighed. “All right. On page 260, the author writes the following: ‘Another aspect that cannot be ignored is the very real attraction for the artist of access to sophisticated medical imaging technologies such as fMRI and electron microscopy. The impulse for artists to use technology to see ever more detailed descriptions of the body is nothing new; the challenge, I would suggest, is not to be led or seduced by the technology.’”

While Solas read the passage, Nare closed her eyes to focus on the sound of his voice. Her left hand was resting idly on her belly, but as Solas’s quiet voice filled her ears, her hand drifted lower over her belly and toward her leggings.

Silently but shamelessly, she slid her hand into her panties. They were completely soaked and slippery, and when Nare pressed her finger into her folds, it was to find her clit swollen and wet, like it was begging to be petted.

She began to touch herself. Meanwhile, Solas was elaborating on the passage from the article. “Unfortunately, the author doesn’t expound any further on this point, but I believe it’s an important one to emphasize, especially given this context,” he said. “Modern medical imaging techniques can yield fascinating images of the human body that some would argue are, in themselves, works of art. But an artist who seeks to use those images cannot afford be seduced by their aesthetic beauty, or they will run the risk of losing the artistic goal that brought them to collaborate with medical professionals in the first place.”

“Mm-hmm,” Nare murmured, and she curled her hips toward her own hand. Having Solas’s voice in her ears, the caramel-smooth sound of his voice… gods, imagine if he was lying beside her right now, touching her the way she was touching herself while he talked in her ear about art and science and the way they overlapped…

The fantasy sent a pulse of pleasure straight to her groin. Without quite meaning to, she let out a soft little gasp.

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From Inadvisable: Abelas x Athera Lavellan

In which Athera slowly touches Abelas's arm, and it makes his brain go into a 404 error. A lot of people mentioned that this particular scene really stood out to them, and I certainly enjoyed writing it. 😉

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He trailed off, distracted by Athera — or rather, by her hand. She had released his hand, and her fingers were sliding down his palm toward his wrist.

He swallowed hard. She was slowly pushing back the sleeve of his sweater, pushing it up to gather toward his elbow.

He lifted his arm slightly to help her efforts. Her eyes darted to his face and her fingers went still, and for a suspended, breathless moment, he just stared into her brilliant and luminous silvery eyes.

Her gaze dropped to his bare forearm. Then, very slowly, she began to trail her fingers along the inside of his arm.

Abelas couldn’t breathe. He could barely think. His mind felt frozen, stunned, stupified by the feeling of her fingers brushing over his skin. The tips of her fingers made their way slowly up toward his wrist, skimming over the veins that lay just beneath his skin, and by the time her fingers were touching his palm once more, his heart was pounding so fiercely that he wouldn’t be surprised if she could hear it.

“You have nice forearms,” she murmured.

“Nice forearms?” he repeated stupidly.

“Yeah,” she said softly. She brushed her thumb over the tendon inside his wrist, then trailed her knuckles along his arm back toward his elbow, and he held his breath as he watched her fingers tracing a slow and careful path along his skin. The way she was touching him, the delicacy of her touch, the deliberate way her fingertips were following the lines of his veins… He had never been touched this way. Never before had anyone taken the time to touch his forearm in this careful and attentive way. Other parts of his body, certainly; his ex-lovers had petted his chest and his abs and his thighs in the midst of sex, or grabbed his biceps or even his buttocks to pull him closer. But his forearms? Never. And certainly not in a manner that wasn’t overtly sexual.

The way that Athera was touching him now, in contrast, was… it was breathtakingly intimate. More intimate and more sensual than anything he’d ever felt — more sensual even than sex. The way she touched him made him feel as though something intangible and nameless was swelling and aching inside his chest, something that had always been there but that had never truly been brought to life, and as Athera’s delicate fingertips played their way along the sensitive skin of his forearm, the warm and breathtaking sense of fullness in his body continued to bloom until it was almost unbearably pleasurable.

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From Dream A Little Dream Of Me: Felassan x Tamaris Lavellan

I love these two. I fucking LOVE writing dialogue for them. I love all of the dialogue in this fic, but I forced myself to pick a little section of it. 😂 For context: this is a prequel to The Love That Grows From Violence, in which Tamaris and Solas are still together, and Tamaris happens to encounter Felassan in a dream.

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“Are you a mage?” Felassan asked.

She shook her head and idly ran her fingers over the redwood tree’s mottled bark. “No. I mean, not — honestly, no. I’ve got a talent for talking to spirits, and my boyfriend’s been teaching me to expand that into using magic in other ways.”

Felassan quirked an eyebrow. “Your boyfriend, you say?”

She gave him a mocking look. “Yes, my boyfriend. Does that disappoint you?”

”Enormously,” he said. “At the same time, it’s inconsequential.”

She gave him a disbelieving look. What the fuck did he mean by that? Before she could pick on him about it, he delicately spat out the piece of bark, then turned back to her with a smile. “And how exactly is this boyfriend of yours teaching you to strengthen your connection to the Fade?”

“Mindfulness stuff and meditation, mainly,” she said. “How to be more aware of my own ties to the Fade. And this, actually.” She waved vaguely at the forest, then leaned against the redwood tree. “I rarely dream, so he’s been trying to teach me how to dream on purpose. This is the first time I’ve ever been able to do it.”

His eyebrows rose appreciatively. “Congratulations are in order, then. This is a very good lucid dream for a beginner. I can only imagine the dreams you’ll conjure with more time and training.”

“Yes, that’s what—” She broke off suddenly and snapped her fingers. “That’s why you seem familiar! You’ve got the same accent as my boyfriend.”

“Hm,” Felassan said. “Where does his accent hail from?”

“Some little village in the north called…” She frowned. “Shit, I’ve forgotten what the village is called. Or maybe he didn’t tell me? No, that’s stupid, he must have told me. I’ll have to ask him again.”

“Interesting,” Felassan said. “And what is your boyfriend’s name?”

Tamaris gave him a challenging look. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“I would,” he said. “It behooves me to learn the name of the man I’m going to be cuckolding.”

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From Until We Meet Again: Geralt x Reader (you)

Funnily enough, this might be one of my more "lyrical"/"poetic" fics, even though it honestly was just motivated by my self-indulgent wish to have sex with Geralt HAHAHA. I usually don't enjoy writing descriptions of locations, but I really love Skellige in the game, so I enjoyed writing this little section.

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Time is a funny thing in the Skelligan Isles. There are times when it moves in a predictable cycle like it does anywhere else: you wake up and go to work, and when the working day is done, you eat supper and read until it’s time to sleep. When the morning comes, you do it all over again.

At other times, however, time moves slowly and languidly here, as though you’re walking through a dream. This usually happens when you’re on your own, after a hike to the top of one of the island’s many steep and mountainous peaks, or as you overlook the sea from the edge of a vertiginous cliff. You gaze across the jagged landscape of Ard Skellig, taking in the whistling of wind in your ears and the fresh cool scent of the sea, and you marvel at the stillness of it all. This land can be so calm sometimes, so tranquil despite the wolves and the sirens and the hushed sway of pine trees and ranogrin that liberally dot the snow-brushed hills and peaks. As you stand alone gazing silently across the face of Ard Skellig, you can’t help but revel in its stark and uncompromising beauty.

Skellige is not an easy place to live. These lands are not fertile or bountiful, and even the shortest trip between isles can be treacherous if the weather suddenly turns. But the people are down-to-earth and the way of life is simple, and it’s not long before you settle comfortably into your routine.

Four months later, when the first bite of winter is in the air, Geralt of Rivia enters your life once more.

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From That Which Blooms Through Winter's Grasp (Geralt/Reader): a conversation between Geralt, Eskel, Lambert and you

I love the Kaer Morons Wolf Boys and their sweet-but-gruff brotherhood. I really enjoyed writing this little scene where Lambert lets his guard down a little bit and pines about Keira Metz -- and ESKEL JUST NEEDS SOME LOVIN' TOO. 😭

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Lambert sighs and idly taps the table, then gives Geralt a pleading look. “Give me the vodka, huh? I can’t talk about this shit while I’m sober.”

Geralt slides the bottle across the table toward him, and you all wait patiently as Lambert pours and drinks two more shots. He places the empty tumbler on the table and toys idly with it for a moment, and you watch sympathetically as his scowl softens into something more pensive.

Finally, without lifting his eyes from the tumbler, he speaks. “Sometimes after we finish fucking, we’d be lying there, right, and she’d be so… I’d look at her, and she’d be looking at me like…” He trails off and presses his lips together hard, then rubs a hand over his hair. “I’d just — I’d think to myself: maybe this is it. Maybe this is… maybe that’s all I need, you know? Her, and — and that big fuckin’ bed in Brugge.” He looks up, and your heart twists at the vulnerability in his face. “It was good sometimes, you know?”

“Sounds like it,” Eskel says.

“Shut the fuck up,” Lambert snaps. “I’m being serious.”

“So am I,” Eskel says quietly. “I don’t know what that’s like.”

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I hope these excerpts were as satisfying to read as they were for me to dig out! 😂❤

- love from your friendly neighbourhood Pika xoxo

[anotherimaginethatblog]

cruise

Pairing: Kenny x OC

Summary: this is cheesy af with all the clichés, but I could not help myself. apologies in advance for the ending. its not my fave but there maybe a part 2.🤷‍♀️ - you and Kenny have had a flirty friendship for years, neither admitting to feelings until a room mix up on the Jericho cruise forces someone’s hand

You would never publicly express it, but you had been excited for this for months. The cruise was the highlight of many pro wrestlers’ year, it was hard work and tiring but also kind of like a vacation. You had sold it yourself as a work trip, when Kenny had asked if you would be attending you gave your usual nonchalant shrug and said, “don’t know I’ll see”, you really wanted to go but the thought of being trapped on a boat with Kenny was hell to you, I mean it is bad enough having a thing for your friend but a friend that you can’t escape? Yeah.

He looked disappointed you noticed, to you he was a good friend you had met on your first tour of japan, hed showed you around and the conversation and good times had flowed. You kept in touch, talking every day, and to Kenny it was a way to feel close to you, the truth was he really liked you and he figured that friendship was better than nothing so over the years you settled into your usual routine of dinner, exploring and video games whenever you happened to be in the same place together. Neither being brave enough to make a move more than the odd kiss goodnight that you would awkwardly forget the next day.

A few days after your non-committal response to Kenny you had replied to the email booking you for an appearance on the cruise, you figured it would be fun and since the boat was so big the chances of actually having to run into him where slim. You were amazing friends, but you were afraid of your feelings getting in the way and ruining what you had spent so long building. The thought of losing him was too much to bear, that and the million questions you would have from your mum if you told her you and Kenney had fallen out. She was convinced he was the perfect man for you, something you denied to her face every time while thinking how right she was in your head.

Arriving at the docks in Miami you had already bumped into a few familiar faces who seemed surprised you actually come along, none more so than Kenny of all people who you just happened to run into while waiting to check in “so much for ill see (Y/N)” he said teasing you.

“hey you” you shot back with a smile “I figured why not, I mean who doesn’t love the Bahamas and being surrounded by fans at every turn” you said turning to look at the mass of fans outside dying for a glimpse of their favourite wrestler.

“and there was me thinking you just wanted to hang out” he laughed. “I’m glad you’re here though, really I am” he replied, you could hear the sincerity in his voice and it gave you a warm feeling that no matter how much you tried to push away, would not leave your body.

“booking under (Y/N)” you said as you stepped up to the desk.

“one moment let me just get my supervisor” said the assistant behind the desk, after completing multiple attempts to book you in. this was not your first rodeo, and you knew this never ended well. “I’m so sorry miss, we have your reservation but I’m afraid due to a mistake you haven’t been allocated a cabin” the poor girl told you, the look on her face bracing herself for your wrath.

“okay, so where am I supposed to sleep? A lounger on deck?!” you replied attempting to keep your cool.

“what’s up?” Kenny cut in before you could continue your tirade at the poor girl behind the desk.

“so, I’m booked on the cruise but they don’t have a cabin for me, I mean how does that even work” you sassed looking directly at the assistant.

“just stay with me, I have a suite so there’s room, you take the bed ill sleep in the lounge its fine” he said.

“you can’t sleep on the couch in your own room Kenny, ill just call the agent and let them know I’m cancelling, I’m not doing this” you quickly answered him

“woah, wait. You cant cancel and your here now, it’s not like we haven’t roomed before it’ll be fine” said Kenny softly grabbing your arm to stop you leaving.

“fine, if that’s okay I will. But I’m not happy about it no offence” you added.

“none taken” said Kenny as he approached the desk.

“what’s up with you?” asked matt Jackson as you were waiting for Kenny to finish sorting your situation

“well….cruise line messed up my booking, sharing with Kenney’s you started

“check in girl flirting with your boyfriend” matt interjected.

“wow, no, okay why would you even…” you trailed off. Matt wasn’t stupid, hed known you and Kenny long enough to see the way you looked at each other and knew you where both stubborn enough to not do anything about the sexual tension between you two.

“look, I see the way he looks at you and you at him, plus the way you act around each other you may as well be dating” he said “just do yourselves a favour and work your shit out” he finished before walking off to talk his family.

Kenny approached you after standing back so he could watch you and matt talking, he wasn’t dumb, he knew what matt had said to you. He said it to Kenny often enough “ you ready to go” he said smiling at you offering you your own key to his suite.

“sure I need to change after travelling all day anyways” you said trying to act cool but you knew you where coming across as a bitch.

After making your way to your room, arguing over who was taking the bed (Kenny insisted you take it) and a quick shower and change you where finally doing your favourite thing; sitting in the lounge with a large tequila and tonic. Kenny was nursing a coke zero, he didn’t drink but being around you when you did made all those feelings begin to bubble to the surface, because he knew what was coming. When you drank you got chatty, and you made him promises you (and he) knew you wouldn’t remember in the morning. “stop looking at me like that, it makes me nervous” you told him laughing

“what?! I cant look at you now” he laughed “you shouldn’t be so pretty” he finished making you blush but want to leave immediately.

“why do you do this?, tease me then go back to just pretending we can only be friends” you stated oblivious to the gang sat around the table with you. You got up to leave and Kenny could only stare open mouthed not sure how to reply.

“(Y/N) come back I didn’t mean to upset you” he pleaded, you knew he hadn’t but you couldn’t take another round of the flirting that would lead to a kiss before you both woke up the next day pretending it hadn’t happened.

“go after her you dumbass” hangman said over the rim of his glass “secretly that’s what women want when they make that dramatic exit” earning laughs from your friends around the table. Gingerly Kenny got up and made his way to your room, if things got too awkward he could always room with hangman or nakazawa.

“(Y/N)” Kenny softly said knocking on the bedroom door “open up for me, I’m sorry I upset you. I just cant do this anymore” he said sadly.

“do what, you don’t want to be my friend anymore?” you asked sadly, stepping out the room closer to him. You where not drunk by any means but the strong drink had made you a little brave and he stiffened when you gently touched his shoulder leading him to sit on the couch.

“no, (Y/N). I don’t want to be your friend anymore” he replied. “I want more, id be lying to myself and you if I wasn’t honest. Its killing me to lie, I think we can be more than friends, we are both adults and I’ve wanted more for a long time. If you don’t that’s cool, but I cant do this anymore I’m sorry” he blurted out, all his words coming out at once. Looking visibly relieved and worried all at once.

You knew he was right, you had got to know each other on a level so deep you where practically a long distance couple, suddenly that bravery lept up and out of you and before you knew it you kissed him. He was shocked at first but soon returned it, deepening it “ we really gonna do this (Y/N)” he asked breathless “we gonna make out then pretend we didn’t over breakfast”.

“no, not this time” you replied kissing him again. “I’m sorry weve danced around each other for so long, I should have had the balls to tell you how I felt” you told him staring into his eyes, he could see all the sincerity and vulnerability you had in you at that moment and he knew you could see the same in his.

“I want this to work” said Kenny, “I want you (Y/N)” he stated,

“right now, here on the couch” you smirked, he knew your humour and knew you full stop. “at least take me out to dinner first” you teased .

“you know what I mean” he replied giving you that jaw dropping smile of his “but I mean, if you’re serious. I could eat” he laughed.

“shut up omega” you laughed kissing him again, he moaned into the kiss and you knew that was a sound you wanted to hear again. Maybe the cruise messing up your room was fate you though to yourself. Before getting distracted by some wandering hands.

“I was serious about dinner though ken” you deadpanned after breaking the kiss Making him laugh. Which was slowly becoming your favourite sound … after the kissy moaning.

[thatiranianphantom]

We got the real life action. KJ/Archie and Betty/Lili enjoyed it and it was evident in the scene. Lili was literally trembling when KJ touched her breast and licked her neck. You bughead stans can rely on smut in stories while we are getting the live action and Mark my words you won’t get explicit scenes of Bughead because Lili won’t shoot such scenes with Cole. Kissing is one thing but that shower scene and explicitly sex scenes won’t do with Cole anymore. So if you lvoe Betty and Lili then enjoy Barchie sex scenes

Edythe, I thank you so much for this! I really love getting Barchie anons. Puts the fun in a day. I think I mess with too many of them, so they don’t come back, and that’s a shame because I majored in dumb, deflective humor and they refuse to give me a proper outlet for it!

Nonetheless, again, thank you for sending me this, because it gives me a chance to talk about one of my fave topics, production!

You seem to be under the impression that KJ and Lili were really feeling that sex scene. This is an excellent chance to explain how filming sexually explicit content for movies and TV works. Now, I am no @earthlaughsinflowersblog, but I can give some insight. 

You see, my dear Edythe, this is a bubble I hate to burst, but filming a sex scene is about the least sexy thing you can do, and that is particularly true for sex scenes involving water. Shooting is not a quick process. One scene can take hours, especially if there is multiple camera angles. Actors also generally negotiate in their contracts what they will and will not film, and some refuse to do explicit scenes, but I do doubt that this is in Cole’s contract. 

Let me give you a realistic picture of what shooting that scene would have been like. The scene in question was roughly 25-30 seconds long, so they could have been there for upwards of three hours. They were probably surrounded by conservatively 15 people at least, in a confined space. There would have been a boom mic above them, and people arranging them in the slightest degrees for many, many takes. They would have been instructed to move their legs to a certain angle, tilt their head a certain way, and been watched and manipulated by many people. Sex scenes are an awkward thing to stimulate, Edythe, even if you know your scene partner well. And because it was in the shower, they would have to remain in a constant state of barely clothed and wet for up to or above three hours. The script supervisor would have made them be hosed down between takes, hair rearranged, bodies repositioned. There is basically no way for that not to be cold and uncomfortable. Maybe that was the trembling you were seeing. 

As to your request to mark the date, let’s do it. 

February 21st, 4:15pm EST, Anon states that there will be no Bughead sex scenes anymore. 

I look forward to coming back to this. 

[likesplatterpaint]

Things (long personal post ahead! Trying to process the day)

The good

-I’ve had a rock solid teaching day. Even a student who I have trouble with getting to engage is coming and asking for help, which is a big deal with her. My kids are visibly growing and getting better at stuff

-fine art supervisor popped in while my kids were being on task angels, and I got to show him some of the cool shit they’re doing

-principal popped in to say hi and reaffirm that I like first period planning. Always always thank u

-3rd pd and I painted ornaments because there’s only 3 of them and they needed a break from Illustrator. It was nice to just talk to them

-mini me got into another college of her choice and came running to show me the email this morning

-girls night planned next week

-my small group of 7th graders is fantastic. They all did great work on their radial name design and they’re excited to try out the new acetate ink portrait Project. They’re well behaved and small enough that I might do actual alcohol inks with them instead of sharpies 🤯🤩

-mom of kid who is extremely talented wrote back to my positive email and told me he’s having a BLAST in my class, which is fantastic. Reccomendes she get him Greer Stother’s Kaleidoscope book because I could 100% see him growing up to be a science biology zoology illustrator some day. I heard him and another misfit kid talking at the Lunchables tank about their fave reptiles and their care and it was very sweet.

-All puffs seem to be doing very well, and Louie’s mini skimmer is doing a great job in disappearing that awful protein film, yay!

-the coworker mike hates finally left the library!

-dad officially booked our hotel rooms for the drive to and from FL. We’re gonna get to see him for Xmas! I even had a ridiculously fun and absurd dream about mike and I road tripping with him

The frustrating

-wellness committee meeting was basically babies first therapy strategies and like bruh I been knew how to use grounding and deep breathing. Nobody is going to buy into the mantras bit unless you frame it right. Wasted 45 min after school and 9 of them listening to a recording of an Austrian woman softly saying “enjoy wellness, enjoy happiness, enjoy health” for 9 fucking minutes.

-i let both the band teacher (actively looking to leave) and the 8th grade science teacher to rant at me about behavior and admin issues and it set off my Anxiety about Next Year. I can’t afford to borrow worry from the future: things are going splendidly in my room NOW and I shouldn’t worry about the wacko fifth graders, the admin I escaped’s shenanigans with ineffective conscious discipline, or boys who are acting out in 8th that I KNOW I can handle if they get put in my class. I have to remember 8th grade science teacher is retirement age and…uhhhhh… not always super conscientious about whether she’s being racist.

-anxiety about appropriate amounts to spend for people on our list for Xmas agaaaaain. I wonder if I should consider doing some abstract paintings for relatives? Is that too cheap? Parents are all taken care of except stepdad and I worry about them the most because they spoil the hell out of us.

-short vaguely unfulfilling convo with dad because I couldn’t remember ANYTHING I wanted to tell him, and he had to get back to workin on a fence. He has a cyst in his spinal cord and is going to be consulting with a neuro surgeon friend of his. We don’t like father getting older, no we do not.

-Bruce lotl is badly bloated again, worst than last time :( no more goddamn pellets ever. He is rubbed in cold dechlorinated water because I keep finding mixed info on whether or not fridging is appropriate. Nitrates we’re up in the lote tank so they got a water change.

-Widowed friend told me a few days ago she just wants her person back. My brain likes to absolutely torture me by imagining being in her shoes. I can usually shut the thought down QUICKLY but eugh.

-my lobstermobile should be looked at for the weird noise it’s making between 40-45 mph. I can’t keep putting it off but euuuugh money. It’s there, in savings. Which is a luxury in of itself to not have to put it on credit card. But still stressful.

-I’m not sleeping well. I finally mustered enough executive function to call my chiro today after not seeing him since July. They were randomly closed 😢 my spine is angry and my helicopter hips are probably way out. I got into a weird shame spiral about missing a few appts (he doesn’t care!!! I shouldn’t shame spiral! HE HAS TOLD ME THIS) and also weirdly because I KNOW the second question out of his mouth will be “How’s Potato?” And I can’t bear to tell him she’s gone. We have Yamuel now but he will be Sad.

All the things. Good outweighs the bad and it felt good to decompress and get it out. If you read all that, thanks??

[mariegeoise]

anne, what are your fav L365 stories?? it's been so long since i played but some of your reblogs are making me think about playing again hehe --cee

the way i nearly screamed when i read this because jsjejsjddj i love l365 and i love talking about it so i’m so happy rn, (😂)

ok so, my favourite story absolute top 1 love 365 story is irresistible mistakes

so the mc works in this advertisement company and one day, or should i say one night their company have a party? lets say in a bar because they won an award; and the mc gets drunk and ends up sleeping with one of her co worker but she doesn’t know which one until you pick a route.

so my favourite route is the main love interest: shunichiro tachibana, he’s the mc’s supervisor and i love him soooo much my favourite l365 guy ever, like i’m gonna make it short because i could go on forever about him but yeah, at first he’s a bit reserved? but as the seasons go on, he tries to open up more to the mc and you can really see the development with him... so yeah sorry i’m so bad at explaining stuff xd

Second is Jun Araki, tbf my favourite route is between Jun and Shun, because they’re so hot ugh sjsjsjs . I know some people thought Jun was too harsh/arrogant but he’s also really caring? like I won’t spoil to much but yeah, you should give him a go. third one is Yukihisa Maki, he’s the company’s doctor, he’s really weird and funny, I’m sure you’ll like him. But his season two was a bit... Idk how to explain but you’ll see :)

Also Toma Kiryia (I love them all sorryejsjdjsjs) just try Irresistible mistakes like all the routes are amazing lmao

second favourite is called rose in the embers, it’s set in the taisho era, the cgs are so beautiful as well as the osts, i just love it. the writing is just so good like, i’m sure you’ll like it!

third favourite is star crossed myth, it’s based on the zodiac signs! my absolute faves are scorpio and zyglavis! they’re the most popular routes as well!!, really really good.

i also recommend kiss of revenge! it’s really underrated but so interesting! there are only two seasons unfortunately but yeah, basically the mc’s mother died due to mistakes the hospital covered up so she decided to take revenge by working in the same hospital and find out what happened. i’ve only played Sezaki Issei’s route but i loved it so much lol. It’s sad and bittersweet.

I was gonna end here but there’s also Scandal in the spotlight! jejsjs This is getting long omg. The mc becomes a ghostwriter for a famous idol group, idk but it gives me kpop vibes haha, I also recommend that one....

Also! my last first kiss and Era of Samurai: Code of Love (def read that one!!)

but yeah... these are my personal favourites though ... hope they made sense? and hopefully you’ll enjoy these routes, thanks for the ask♥️ @wanosuns

[rorys-nook]

Tag game (just a little bit late!) 

tagged by @medieval-tales

how tall are you? 

1.71 m 

What colour and style is your hair?

My hair is light brown and just below my shoulders. Naturally wavy so I don’t really do much to it.... 

What colour are your eyes?

blue 

do you wear glasses? 

yes! My left eye has some astigmatism while my right eye is (almost) normal.

Do you wear braces? 

I did when I was 12/13

What’s your fashion sense? 

sometimes it’s like button up shirts and trench coats, some times it’s tight shirts and leather jackets, sometimes it’s sweaters and leggings. I either look like I haven’t slept or done laundry in a week, or like I spent 3 hours getting ready and NO inbetween.

Full Name?

First name is Aurora, not putting the rest :) 

Where were you born?

Canada 

Where are you from and where do you live now? 

Canada 

What school do you go to?

a uni in western canada 

What kind of student are you? 

passion driven. I really struggle with classes that are requirements but not interesting, but do well in classes that are hard but I’m passionate about 

Do you like school? 

yes!!! I’m actually considering applying for honours next year, my fave prof said she would be my supervisor if I did :))) 

Favourite subject? 

medieval history, paleography, numismatics 

Favourite tv shows 

uhhhh I’m really bad for watching TV unless I’m doing it with someone else, but my bf and I just finished the Witcher which was really good, and I’ve enjoyed Norsemen, The Last Kingdom, Final Space 

Favourite movies?

idk I saw the new little women recently and that was good. Not a big movie person though.... 

Favourite book?

ooooooooh boy this tends to just be the most recent book I read lol but I’ve been obsessed with the A court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J Maas, would also recommend The Viking World 

Favourite past time 

does travel count? Because I love doing that. Also reading, working out, and recently my boyfriend has been teaching me social dance (salsa and bachatta) and that has been fun! 

Do you have regrets? 

A few, but nothing too major... .

What’s your dream job? 

right now I really want to work at the Roskilde museum. 

Would you like to be married? 

Yes !!!!!! some day. I’m not even 20 yet but my bf and I have talked about it on and off. So hopefully some day. 

Do you want kids? 

Not really. If I do have any I will probably adopt. 

How many? 

max 2. 

Do you like shopping? 

Not by myself, and then it depends who I go with. Usually though I only go shopping if I already know what I’m going to get. I don’t really like browsing .

What countries have you visited? 

USA, Mexico, England, Italy, and I’m going to Greece in May, and Ecuador and Peru in December. 

Scariest nightmare? 

I don’t know I don’t remember most of my dreams 

Enemies? 

Not many. 

Self doubt? 

Yes I just got promoted to manager and my fave prof is encouraging me to do honours and the imposter syndrome is real 

Any significant other? 

yes!!!!!! My bf and I have been together for 3 years. We started dating in HS and he graduated a year before me, and I thought we wouldn’t last because I still had a year of HS to go but I’m happy we are together I love him so much 

Do you believe in miracles? 

No. I think that all things happen for a reason and you can always go back and see the cause and effect.

How are you? 

very tired and ready for reading week LOL 

I tag @medlit-study @coffeeandpies @rainymoonz 

[queerchoicesblog]

When We Were Young (TS/Future, Zig x Chris)

This fanfic was requested by a lovely Anon a few time ago (sorry it took me so long Nonny!)...and here’s what I came up with! I followed the angsty path combining two of the given prompts but added a “sad ‘looking back’ note” as the inspiration for this fic came from Adele’s song (no judgment, I madly love that woman even if she tears my heart apart every single time) When We Were Young. Hope you like it, especially you lovely Nonny!

Years after their graduation, nostalgia brings Chris back to Northbridge for the weekend and there, by chance, he meets Zig, who has a question for him.

Prompts used: “Do you regret it?” + “People are staring”

Warning: brief mention to (ugly, stupid) homophobia. I would have gladly cut it off but...well, I hope you’ll see why I decided to add it after much deliberation :/ Hope it will raise some awareness during this Pride Month 🏳️‍🌈

Word Count: 2281

Perma Tag: @brightpinkpeppercorn @melodyofgraves @psychopathdreamer21 @bbaba-yagaa @abunchofbadchoices @silverhawkenzie @bhavf  @begging-for-kamilah @kennaxval @strangerofbraidwood @crazypeanat @desiree-0816

_________________

Let me photograph you in this light In case it is the last time That we might be exactly like we were Before we realized We were sad of getting old It made us restless

This would do, Zig mentally repeated to himself going through the notes on his laptop. He took a sip of his coffee: his supervisor asked him to hold a seminar starting the following week so he spent the weekend at his fave cafè typing and working hard on it.

He ran a hand through his hair and absentmindedly threw a look at the door totally not expecting what he was about to see.

A man who looked oddly familiar despite the sporty baseball hat and the sunglasses he was wearing was signing autographs to a bunch of students. He looked more carefully at the object of the fans' adoration and...

No way, it can't be!, he laughed to himself. Chris.

After a couple of selfies, the now top star football player quickly hugged his fans and politely headed towards the counter where a barista was already waiting for him, smiling brightly.

"Hm, hi! Can I have a bagel and a long black?"

"Of course! Take away?" the girl immediately wrote down his order.

"No, I'll sit here, thanks!"

"Coming right up, Captain! Take a seat, I'll bring it to you in no time!" the girl beamed, flashing him another smile before moving to the coffee machine.

Chris tapped his fingers on the counter as he looked for a place to seat. That's when he noticed someone nodding at him.

"Well well, if that's not our infamous Captain America!"

Chris’ face instantly brightened up as he recognized the young man waving at him from a table nearby. He would have recognized that signature leather jacket and white shirt anywhere.

“Zig!”

He walked closer and pulled into a hug.

"Long time no see, man! How are you doing?" Zig asked before gesturing to take a seat.

"Doing fine, enjoying a day off. What about you? What are you working on?" Chris gestured to the laptop the Ph.D. student was now moving to the side of the table.

Zig briefly filled him in with the details about his current job. Then he looked at his old friend and sighed.

"Man, it's been a while. You missed the reunion Abbie organized last month"

"Yeah, and I'm really sorry about it. We had an important match and-"

"And you had to set your priorities straight, I get it. Don't worry, we understood"

Chris grimaced for a moment but did his best to bring his smile back.

"But Kaitlyn sent me a ticket for her next concert at the Indio Music Festival"

"Yeah, she brought one for everyone at the party. It was nice of her: it sounds cool"

"Are you going? It'd be nice if we all go like in the old days" Chris cheered, genuinely excited by the new scenario.

"I think it would..."

"Just like that summer we all went to the Aurora Festival, remember?" the Captain continued, totally enraptured by the memories of the past.

"How could I forget traveling in Zack's van? With no air conditioning? In Texas?" Zig chuckled.

"Oh my God, I removed that from my memory!" Chris laughed. "And when Zack and Hayley went stage diving during the Domesticated Antelope's performance?"

"That was glorious, man! And did you remember when..."

Story after story they walked down a memory lane: Abbie's first exhibition, the time when they renovated Vasquez's house, their first match together... They barely acknowledged the waitress who delivered Chris' order and a new steamy mug of coffee to Zig, they were so caught in the conversation.

It was as if the time stopped and the world around them faded away. It was as if they turned back time and they were just younger Chris and Zig at Hartfeld cafeteria.

When they were younger and closer. Closer than most people knew. Closer than they would have thought the day they first met.

Despite a rocky start, they became friends, eventually teammates and discovered to have more in common than they suspected. Fatherless kids and protective big brothers, they started enjoying each other's company as time went by. They made a habit of studying and going jogging together whenever possible. Zig even visited Chris in Maine during summer breaks and vice-versa. When the group stopped gathering regularly due to work or couple life issues, they kept that tradition alive and met every Friday night at their usual pub to play pool and talk about whatever came to mind over beers.

It was on a Friday night that things changed.

That night they ended up sharing their concern over their sisters and friends, laughs and careless chat for hours. They knew they understood each other and conversation kept flowing. Before they knew it, they started gravitating towards each other...and their lips met in the parking lot. And Zig woke up in Chris' arms the morning after. Captain Powell was sleeping heavenly, a blonde angel that made Ortega's heart flutter when opened his blue eyes and smiled at him.

It was unexpected for both of them...but they didn't contrast it. Even though they didn't make it public nor official, they kept spending time and nights together and Chris kept kissing Zig's cheek out of their teammates' view. And Zig made a habit to send cute - sometimes naughty- goodnight messages to the Captain.

But they were young and relentless.

"Chris, we would be honored to have you on our team. Why don't you give us a call?" "Zig, have you heard of that English TA internship in Japan? You should apply! Didn't you say it's your dream trip?"

Life got in the middle and asked them to make a choice.

"It's an opportunity I can't pass. If I did, I would regret it big time" "And I would probably blame you if I declined it. And I don't want to be like that one day, I don't want us to be like that one day" "We will see each other when we come back, right?" "Obviously, graduation time"

Then the Premier League team made an offer to Chris: a spot in the official team effective immediately. And Zig found out that Tokyo University had some awesome Master's in Mathematics in English so they parted again. But Zig never missed one a Chris' match, even so far away. Even if Chris rarely returned his calls. Or messages. So he quitted.

And now here they were, sitting at the same table as in the old days. On those Friday nights. Ortega was the first to notice that: the realization made him involuntarily wince.

"Hey you okay?" Chris asked as he took the last sip of his coffee.

Zig looked at him surprised by how quick he was to catch the sudden change of expression on his face but soon he diverted his eyes and clenched his jaw.

"Yeah...I was just thinking...oh you know what? it's probably better if I-"

"No, tell me. I mean you know you can tell me everything, right?"

Zig took a pause, considering his next move: should he open up about what had been troubling him for ages now? It's now or never, he said to himself before meeting Chris' gaze.

"Do you regret it?"

The Captain stiffened, looking immediately less comfortable and relaxed than before.

"I...regret wh-"

Zig exhaled loudly and cut him short.

"You know what I'm talking about. We never talked about it after that...day at the airport but you know"

"Zig, I..." Chris stumbled upon his own words, lowering his eyes. "I don't know what to say, I-"

"You...don't know what to say?"

"No, I...I don't think. I mean, I don't know-"

"You have nothing to say" Ortega repeated as if to make sense of Chris' confession as rage started spreading through his veins.

After a moment, filled with an awkward silence so different from their usual careless chattering, Zig finally lost his temper and slammed a punch on the table.

"You left me hanging under the rain at that fucking airport before you jumped on that plane without saying a word, not a single word Chris, not even a goodbye! And now after all this time, after all these years - years Chris!-  you sit here as if nothing happened and all you have to say is-"

"Woah, calm down!"  the Captain interrupted him trying to reach out for him.

"Calm down? That's all you have to say?" Zig raised his voice, pushing his hands away.

"Zig, please, people are staring" Chris pleaded, throwing apologetic looks to the other tables where people were turning towards them.

"Oh excuse me!" the young man gave a sarcastic laugh and lowered his tone. "Now it's people staring, back then it was a departure announcement. Excuses, that's all I will ever get from you. But an answer? Too much to ask!"

"What the hell Zig? One moment we were talking and the next one you're jumping at my throat?" Chris protested. "Can we avoid putting on a show and have a civil talk?"

"Yeah, 'cause you're so gonna talk about it now, right?" Zig asked, painful skepticism written all over his tensed face.

Chris met his gaze, grimacing and slightly pissed by the way his former team player approached such a delicate issue of their past.

"Zig, I...it's not that easy-"

"It's fine, Chris. I should have known by now. Silly of me to ask"

Before thinking twice, Zig started gathering his belongings and stuffing them into his backpack.

"What...what are you doing now? Zig!"

The other young man stood and placed a couple of bucks on the table. Then he looked Chris in the eye, frowning.

"What I should have done that day under the rain. I'll stop embarrassing you, Chris. Best of luck for your next match" and he stormed out of the cafe.

Captain Powell sat frozen in place, gaping at his friend and former lover walking out of the cafè and out of his life, apparently. So he said, at least. The other clients threw quizzical looks at him from their tables before slowly going back to their chats. Soon the usual buzz filled the cafè once again but Chris' mind was far away.

Zig was gone. Not that I could expect anything else, he thought. Not that I made anything to...deserve him.

He ran from him, scared of what could have happened if he followed his heart and answered his calls. Or called him, for once. His chest ached reminiscing that time when he was changing in the locker room and his phone beeped. When he checked the notification, he found a couple of messages from Zig: a pic of a plate with  "My very first dorayaki and yes, I MADE THEM!" and a selfie of him winking at the camera in a traditional kimono. It made him so happy that a huge smile formed on his lips. He was about to type an answer when one his teammates looked over his shoulder passing by.

"Ooh you didn't tell us you have a boyfriend, Powell!" he laughed, slapping him hard on the butt with a wet towel.

The room immediatly filled with amused comments and conjectures about Chris' geisha lover.

Powell told them to fuck off, that he was just a friend but that reassuring lie didn't stop his teammates until the Captain and the coach walked in and put an end to that. But that episode hurt Chris more than he let them see.

That's when he stopped talking to Zig. He ran away out of fear: he had never been with a man before. It didn't trouble him much, he had always been supportive of Zack, Hayley, Kaitlyn...they went to pride parades together but it was different now, he was involved directly. It was him falling in love with the most amazing, intelligent, gorgeous and brave man he had ever met. It was him being slapped with a wet towel and made fun of "a male geisha" lover. It was him, the "biggest football promise of his generation" being asked about his relationship status on every interview: "is there a girl in our football hero's heart?".

No, there was a man. But Powell just flashed an apologetic smile to the reporter every time.

"No comment"

All of a sudden Chris found himself wondering if Zig had ever seen one of those interviews. And if it was too late to change that answer. 'Cause no, he didn't forget and he didn't regret.

One day a log time ago the Hartfeld Knights were losing every hope to win a difficult match: the adversaries kept scoring and gaining confidence. It was in the midst of that chaos that Chris found himself side by side with Zig, both breathing hard from trying their best to avoid the disaster, the definitive surrender.

Captain looked at him and said:

"I don't think we can do this, Zig"

Zig turned towards him and answered:

"Captain, I refuse to believe your mother raised you a quitter"

"But I don't know what to do!"

"Sometimes all you that you have to do to, all that is left to do is to stand up and run. Stop second-guessing and run, Powell! Run and stop that man who's taking your dream away. Run!"

That words echoed in his head once more.

And just like his younger self who started running and blocked the star of the opposite team preventing a fatal touchdown, Chris stood, placed a few bucks on the table and began running. In the right direction, finally.

"The match isn't over, guys. I refuse to surrender so shake out fears and doubts and run!" he pep-talked the team during the break that day.

The match isn't over, Zig. I shook out fears and doubts and I'm running. I'm running to you.

[reignmyworld]

Where have you been? SongFic - Roman Reigns x Reader

Summary: You are working for NBC, having to take one your business partners to a WWE event, although you hate big crowds and would rather stay in the comfort of your own four walls. This might change, however, when none other than Roman Reigns approaches you after his match as you had caught his attention.

Warnings: none

Pairing: Roman Reigns x Reader

Note: This is Part 1 of my Rihanna SongFic Series.

Tag List: @iwritewwe @trixdeee @alexisbagans143

Rihanna - Where have you been?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HBxt_v0WF6Y

I've been everywhere, man                                                                              Looking for someone                                                                                       Someone who can please me Love me all night long I've been everywhere, man Looking for you, babe Looking for you, babe Searching for you, babe It was a Thursday evening and Roman was just getting ready for his match in the backstage area although he didn't really feel like working a match today. He was not exactly feeling well. Not necessarily due to health reasons but there were quite a few personal issues, that have kept him distracted for the majority of the day already. He just hoped that he was able to ban those thoughts for the next 30 minutes, so he could deliver a decent match against Cesaro without botching any moves. "Yo man, you're alright?", he suddenly heard a voice and he didn't even have to look up to know that Seth had a worried look on his face. "Yeah I'm alright, I'm alright. Just mentally preparing for the match", he mumbled. Roman was quite sure that Seth didn't buy the lie but if he was honest, he didn't even care... too many things were keeping his mind busy in that moment. Before Seth could reply anything, one of the backstage workers came to pick Roman up and lead him to one of the many doors leading to the arena, so he could get ready for his entrance through the crowd.

While making his way there, there were already a lot of fans backstage that tried to talk him up and tried to take pictures with him, but he just mumbled that he doesn't have time now as he had to get ready for his entrance. As he was waiting for his music to hit, the backstage worker signaled him that he had 10 more seconds until he would have to make his way down the stairs to the ring. Suddenly his entrance theme started playing and once he stepped into the spotlight he could not only hear the cheers but a lot of booing also. The latter one of course was nothing new and although he was always playing it cool, he had to admit that it hurt nevertheless. Who wants to get booed whenever they're working their butts off? He was glancing into the crowd, building the tension a little bit as he heard Jojo Offerman's voice introducing him with her usual words: "From Pensacola, Florida weighing 265 pounds... Roman Reigns." That was his key sentence to make his way down the stairs while a lot of the fans were reaching out their hands, either in order to fist bump him or to clap his shoulders. Once he reached the hall just metres away from the ring he stopped in front of the barricade in order to look around, protracting the moment before he would jump the barricade and move into the ring like he always did.

You just happened to have your seat next to the stairs,  where Roman had been coming down, sitting first row ringside. You were not too keen on being here. Of course, you loved wrestling but you weren't really too fond of so many people surrounding you. However, since you were working for NBC in the marketing department and you were taking one of your business partners to the event as a costumer restraints action, you had no other choice than to be here this evening, although you would have preferred watching the event in the comfort of your own four walls. Your business partner, who was further accompanied by one of your collegues, seemed to enjoy everything about that evening so far and that was the most important thing. Not only for you, but even more so for your supervisor as well as your business relationship. As your colleague and your mutual business partner were deeply trapped in a conversation before the next match started, you let your eyes wander, realizing once again that you didn't like huge crowds.

Where have you been? 'Cause I never see you out Are you hiding from me, yeah? Somewhere in the crowd Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Where have you been? All my life, all my life

You couldn't help but feel as if someone was staring at you and when you looked to your side, your breath automatically hitched as you saw none other than Roman standing next to you, looking you up and down. He had always been one of your faves and you had to admit that the Samoan looked even better in person than on TV. His black hair was wet and falling in long waives over his shoulders, his whole body towered you, making you feel tiny while his almost black eyes captured yours, a warmth in them that you hadn't expected. First you thought you had imagined it but he was indeed winking at you before he started moving again, jumping over the barricade in one swift move before he stepped into the ring, where Cesaro was already waiting. "Wow being that beautiful should be illegal", you mumbled to yourself as Roman was raising his arms in one of the corners of the ring, showing one of his most irresistable smiles.

As Roman was waiting for his match to start, he couldn't help but glance over to you from time to time. He already had wrestled countless shows be it in NXT, FCW or in WWE and he sure as hell had met countless people and had seen countless faces. However, never had he ever had the feeling before of finally meeting someone, that he didn’t even know he was searching for. When he saw you in the audience he was immediately drawn to you and he couldn't even tell why as he didn't even know your name. But it nevertheless felt as if he had unknowingly been waiting to meet you someday. He knew how dumb that sounded but that didn't wash away the feeling that he wanted to get to know you and he swore to himself that he would try to chat you up once the match was over, hoping that this was somehow possible.

As soon as the match between Roman and Cesaro started, you had to admit to yourself that the evening suddenly became less horrible for yourself. For the majority of the event the thought of  finding a good excuse to be able to head home occupied your mind. Now, however,  you actually found yourself enjoying the evening as both men were showing their signature moves in the ring, causing the audience to cheer or boo them and chanting for them. You held back on that, however, as you just weren't extroverted enough, but your colleague as well as your business partner made up for that by yelling alongside the crowd. You really didn't try to stare but you caught yourself focussing mainly on Roman before urging yourself to pay attention to Cesaro as well. As they were throwing each other through the ring, one sending the other one to the mat, the whole fight suddenly changed when they were leaving the ring, wrestling outside of it instead. They vanished on the other side for a bit, causing you to shift your eyes to one of the screens so you wouldn't miss too much of the match. You snapped back suddenly as you heard your co-worker exclaim "Holy shit" as Cesaro and Roman were moving over to your side to continue their fight there, fake slapping and pushing each other although it looked extremely real. Suddenly Cesaro came running towards Roman hitting him with an European Uppercut, sending him into the barricade right in front of you. He was just inches away, so you could have touched him, slamming against the barricade with what looked like full force before crashing to the floor.

Where have you been all my life? Where have you been all my life? Where have you been all my life? Where have you been all my life? I've been everywhere, man Looking for someone Someone who can please me Love me all night long I've been everywhere, man Looking for you, babe Looking for you, babe Searching for you, babe Of course you knew that everything was staged but this action nevertheless looked extremely painful to you. The crowd errupted and you were expecting Roman to get back up to his feet any second but he didn't. Roman knew - according to the training - that he had to stay on the ground for up to a minute to increase the effect of Cesaro's attack. So he stayed in the position he was currently in, laying on the floor face down, appearing for the audience to be unconscious. As he waited for the time to pass, so he could get back up, he suddenly heard a voice asking: "I know that this is all just for show but that looked rather painful. Are you alright? If you're not allowed to move at least give me a slight thumbs up." Roman was slightly moving his head into the direction of the voice. When he peaked up lightly he could see your concerned face while you leaned over the barricade to study his silhouette.

He answered quietly so only you could hear him: "Don't worry doll, I'm alright. Just staying down here for the dramatic effect." He gave you a little smile that instantly made your heart flatter before you answered: "Good. It would be a shame if you were hurt for real." With that you smiled at him before plumeting back down to your seat, asking yourself what the hell you just did there. Roman tried to focus back on the match, trying to hide that stupid grin he had on his face since you had  talked to him. As enough time had passed he got back up and was immediately back into the match, pushing Cesaro back into the ring where he attacked him with the Samoan Drop before he speared him to the mat, pinning him and winning the match while doing so. Although there was still a lot of booing, the majority of the audience cheered for him and his victory over Cesaro. When Roman turned his attention to the audience, letting his eyes wonder, he noticed that you were clapping for him as well, making him grin on the inside like an idiot. As the match was over for good Cesaro and Roman were jumping out of the ring to make their ways around, taking some selfies with the fans and signing some stuff,  that was being held out to them. Since they were the main event with no other match to follow, they took an extra amount of time to pose for pictures in order to make as many fans as possible happy, exchanging a few sentences here and there.

Where have you been? 'Cause I never see you out Are you hiding from me, yeah? Somewhere in the crowd? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Where have you been? All my life, all my life

You were already grabbing your jacket in order to leave before the masses would storm to the exits when you reminded yourself that you weren't alone and you basically couldn't leave before respectively without your guest. "Shall we leave?", you asked in the hope that you didn't sound too desperate as you were already slightly panicking as you imagined being trapped within the huge crowd. Your colleague gave you an innocent smile as he answered: "Let's wait for a few more minutes Y/N. They aren't even done with the their round and I certainly don't want to miss out on the possibility of a picture." You tried to calm yourself by shooting a questioning look at your guest, who immediately agreed with your colleague, causing you to take a deep breath before you were sitting back down. You tried to embrace yourself for the task at hand before reassuring yourself that you could wait until the majority was gone - even though that would mean that you had to stay in the hall longer than expected- but at least you could avoid the masses there.

As you were trapped in your thoughts you didn't even realize that Roman had come over to your side, posing for a selfie with your colleague. As he was done, he was turning his attention to you, studying your face as he realized that you were paying no attention to your surroundings. He once again had to admit that you sparked his interest like noone else had done ever before. Of course talking you up in front of all thse people was not the perfect conversation starter but if he didn't want to miss that opportunity, he probably had no other choice. "Would you like to have a picture as well?", he asked, realizing in that moment how dumb and arrogant that must have sounded. As you were raising your head, he gave you a bright smile, trying to somehow safe the situation. When he saw the smile on your face he felt slightly relieved, this feeling vanishing, however, as you said: "Thank you that's really nice, but I think I'm going to pass." Roman cursed himself on the inside. That really didn't go according to plan, but he wasn't willing to give up that easily as he replied: “I guess I would have said no as well after hearing such a lame sentence.” He winked at you, causing you to blush slightly before he added: “By the way, thank you for asking whether I was alright before. That happens rarely." You couldn't help but laugh as you answered: "Yeah probably because every other fan knows that it is just an act and doesn't need to be reassured due to a light panic attack." Roman had to laugh as well upon hearing your honest answer.

Where have you been all my life? Where have you been all my life? Where have you been all my life? Where have you been all my life? Where have you been all my life? You can have me all you want Anyway, anyday Just show me where you are tonight Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah He held out his hand in order to introduce himself as he was saying: "The name's Joe by the way." He must have noticed your confused look as you were taking his hand in order to shake it, mumbling: "I'm Y/N" He didn't let go of your hand as he chuckled: "Don't give me that confused look, I probably still wouldn't talk to my parents nowadays if they named me Roman Reigns for real. But as a ring name it works just fine." You laughed out loud as you replied: "Yeah I can understand that. That would have been extremely mean of them indeed." Both of you didn't care too much that there were still people around you, that might have noticed by now that he gave extra attention to you. As he let go of your hand, he said: "Listen Y/N, I know this sounds pretty desperate, but you have caught my attention as soon as I stopped right next to you. Would you do me the honor of letting me invite you on a drink? I would really love to talk to you in a less crowded place." Your thoughts were racing. Was Roman Reigns really just asking you out?

I've been everywhere, man Looking for someone Someone who can please me Love me all night long I've been everywhere, man Looking for you, babe Looking for you, babe Searching for you, babe

You gulped hard as you replied: "To be honest, I don't know whether that's such a good idea." He chuckled lightly, saying: "I'm not asking you to marry me, you know? I'm just asking you to let me show you that I'm a pretty nice guy outside of the ring when I don't have to beat people up for a living." You thought about it for a little bit. You had no idea whether you would regret it at the end but with a bright smile you answered: "Sure. A drink in a less crowded place sounds great." With that Roman told you to wait for him at a certain exit before he gave you another wink as he was high fiving a few kids, that were cheering for him as he made his way out of the hall. You were not even caring that you would have to send your co-worker and your business partner off alone, being way too excited for your date ahead. “That evening didn’t seem to be so bad after all”, you happily thought to yourself as you were making your way to the exit, waiting for the Samoan to meet you, more than just curious how the man behind the character would turn out to be in real life. You certainly couldn’t wait to find out. 

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Jump to Part 2.

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Week 61, Day 419.

As I didn’t get a chance to write a proper post last week, this will be a long one. After a week in downtown Toronto, we have swapped the glass city for a location more suited to our interests, Hunstville, which is surrounded by lakes and forest (like most of Canada to be honest). This also means that I now have internet!

Photo: Our glass city view from out hotel room I think the easiest way for me to structure the vast amount of information in this post is to write it in order of events, like the diary that this blog is. Before Canada During the week before Canada, I had a long meeting with all of my supervisors where we discussed my next steps with the project, both in the short and the long term. To summarise, I felt extremely overwhelmed by the prospect of the amount of work that I have ahead of me. If I could choose one word to describe what the next 2/3 years will be like, it would be challenging. However, a smooth sea has never made a skilled sailor, so bring it on. My colleague and I have also resolved our differences, but nevertheless I am wary of them now, and learned a lot from that unpleasant situation. First couple of days in Toronto After a 16 hour commute across the pond I made sure we had a couple of days to ourselves before the conference in order to overcome the jet lag and to have an opportunity to explore Toronto. My first impression of the city was that it looks like it should be in a perpetual state of fall; a season that fits it perfectly. I am someone who dislikes big cities, gets overwhelmed by them, and struggles to fit in, which is bizarre considering I was born in Moscow, and then lived in London. However, Toronto felt more welcoming than most big cities I’ve been to. I did find it weird that all of the alcohol is sold in specific stores, unlike the UK, where you can find it in every possible grocery store with a licence. I also struggled with the lack of black tea and milk available, I mean, I had to ask for a kettle for our hotel room because all we had was a coffee maker and cream. What’s worse, I couldn’t find any ‘Breakfast’ tea anywhere, it was all ‘Earl Grey’ or ‘Orange Pekoe’. Now, my uncultured and ignorant self complained for a week about this set of circumstances, until yesterday, when upon leaving Toronto I ordered an ‘Orange Pekoe’ tea in order to discover what the hype is all about with what I though was orange-flavoured tea... it turns out ‘Orange Pekoe’ is a term used to describe the highest grade of black tea. Needless to say, I felt like an idiot, but decided to treat this situation as a life lesson to not be so impulsive, impatient, and ignorant. ☕ Apart from my dilemma with tea, we did have a wonderful time exploring. On the first day, we went to the Royal Ontario Museum, which had the most incredible collection of gemstones, amongst other cool stuff. We also tried our first proper Canadian grilled cheese sandwich there, and a pumpkin tart, so that was a good day. The following day we took a long walk up to Casa Loma, a beautiful castle-like residential home built by Sir Henry Pellatt in 1914. As beautiful and majestic as the castle was, it was Sir Henry Pellat’s story that was the stand out feature. The man was one of the greatest entrepreneurs in the world; he brought electrical street lighting, electric hydropower from Niagara Falls, and tram lines to Toronto! He was also a charitable, decent, and entertaining man who tried to do good by everyone. His wife, Lady Mary Pellat, was also a gem, having been the first Chief Commissioner of the Girl Guides of Canada who raised the number of girl guides to 17,000 by the end of her term! The incredible couple lived in Casa Loma for just under 10 years before Henry Pellat became bankrupt due to some failed business plans, amongst other factors. His way of life and his person moved me, and I now consider him one of my biggest idols. 🌟

Photo: Sir Henry Pellat, absolute fave. Source: Google. 

That was all the touring I had time to do before the conference...

Conference

The AWWA WQTC conference began on Monday the 12th and finished on the 15th; 3 days brimmed with information, discussion, networking, and science! Amongst the talks, I also attended some annual committee meetings, which provided an insight into the grind behind the research. I won’t go into detail about all of the talks, meetings, poster sessions, and networking events I attended as there are around 35! I’d like to point out that I didn’t have a single can of red bull to help me through! Overall, the conference was brilliant and I learned plenty. The next WQTC conference will take place at the start of November 2019 in Dallas, Texas. Submissions for abstracts are due by the end of February, and I am using this as a motivator to work hard to make sure I submit something by then as I really want to present at the next one.  I am extremely grateful to my supervisors and my university for the incredible opportunity I had to go to Toronto and attend such a large-scale event! This was the kick up the arse I needed to re-ignite my passion for my project, and feel like I’m on the right track. I fully intend to work hard to stay on course!  Another bonus of the conference was free wine and soft Legionella toys! (see below).

After the conference As the conference came to an end, so did my energy reserves. Luckily, we had another couple of nights at the Sheraton to rest before hitting the road! The hotel also had a brilliant outside heated swimming pool, which was utilised heavily by my partner and myself; it’s so cool (literally) and relaxing swimming at night under the snow!  ❄ As if I hadn’t had enough of water, the following day we drove to Niagara to see the falls; an experience I’ll never forget. It’s hard to describe the beauty of this landscape, so I’ve included a Christmassy photo of the adjacent Horseshoe falls instead (see below). Also, for those who don’t know, Canada has black squirrels! THAT’S RIGHT. They’re awesome. 

Toronto treated us kindly and lavished us with entertainment and food (for a price of course). On the note of food, I would recommend The Keg steakhouse, and especially ‘John & Sons Oyster Bar’, which served the most incredible seafood! Sushi places are also abundant across the city and are very affordable in comparison to the UK. 

Anyway, the city life suits some, but by the end of the week, my partner and I were craving quiet, nature, and home cooked food, and as mentioned at the start of the post we are now in Huntsville doing just that.  I intend to do some work while we’re here, but won’t be going overboard as opportunities like these don’t come often and I’d prefer to live in the moment. Have an awesome week, I’ll be checking in this time next week from the UK. A personal recommendation: spend less time online, having internet for an average of 30 minutes a day last week was liberating, and made me appreciate more than I could have done sitting on the web. 

Below, is a photo of the view from our condominium. 

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mini update @vviciously

my friend / our supervisor madi (who worked morning with me today) told Jackson i was talking shit about him today lmaoo i was like no i wasn’t!! he then was like yeah madi can be dramatic haha — I wish I wouod have said it’s not shit talking if it’s true lmao

i had all my stuff and was loitering around cause i didn’t want to leave bc pm crew is my fave & Jackson was like leave & I was like why would I leave when I can harass you :)

and then i was standing with my sketchbook n pencil and he owen asked if it was a pen or pencil and then jacksom asked to see it and I eventually gave in and he literally did nothing with it like why did you need it??? he just put the lead that fell out back into it but he had asked for it before it came out so like why ??

i also will never get over how he just changes on the patio right in front of the store or in the break room cause he wears his bike pants over his work stuff so he just takes off the outer pant layer outside in front of the store and it’s so funnt to me

the first time he went to do it a couple weeks ago it in the break room I did a double take like is he about to take his pants off?? like is he forgetting I’m here?? (Cause I was the only girl working that night)

hat today, but a different one than normal

i also remember he said smth & I was like ur too far to hit so he was off the hook for that lol

then unrelated story owen was trying to push the leftover fries they had onto me so i ended up taking them home

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Prompt: “I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees”

Description: Fuckboi! Jungkook who quotes all your literature faves and more strikes the fandom (part three).

AN: I am taking prompts, they can be 1-2 lines and you can send me separate OC profiles too!

Previous 

AN: WARNING- SMUT in this chapter!

“Ahhh come on Cali, we were about to go places and now you’re with Kim fucking Taehyung?” Jungkook teased looking Taehyung up and down. The girl, Cali and Taehyung groping each other were broken up now, because Taehyung caught you as he briefly opened his eyes and felt a surge of guilt up his body. Then his eyes also widened seeing Jungkook smirk something in your ear, causing you to see red. The girl Jungkook was kissing when you first found them looked distraught, as if she had spent so much energy on him for Jungkook to find her with someone else so quickly. Her eyes were cast down, and you were slightly uncomfortable with how much of a hold he seemed to have on her. 

“We don’t have time for this, come on Tae.” You said, dragging him by the collar of his shirt, trying to get out of Jungkook saying anything else that was smart ass. Taehyung was giving Jungkook a death glare as you pulled on his collar, and Jungkook scoffed from behind again. 

“We’re going home, now. “ You said, giving Taehyung a glare as you texted Miranda that you’d be going home because you didn’t want Taehyung to go for another rebound, only for his constant cycle of heartbreak to continue. You didn’t bother looking back to Jungkook, because you were quite frankly- sick of him and his games. 

“I thought you’d find me, but you didn’t.” Taehyund said trying to justify himself. 

“What- were you up there with him?”He then asked as you two exited Hoseok’s house. A disgusted expression took hold on his face. You explained to him what happened, and Taehyung groaned. 

“I’m going to have to watch out for you.” He sighed. You hated to admit it, but maybe Taehyung would have to watch,  which was certainly a reversal of how it worked when it came to you two. You gave him the pep talks to stop going after the wrong people, not the other way around. Maybe this was karma trying to give you a shot of your own medicine for being too harsh on your friends. 

“Come on, you owe me $20 for pizza.” You said walking to your house, avoiding the conversation even more because thinking about it would only cause of restlessness. 

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Friday night, 8.45pm. 

No one, and you meant it- no one would come to the library after 7 on a Friday night, unless they had a deadline due for the rare Saturday submissions. Sadly, you did. The essay you were writing for English lit class was on the use of different accents in literature and your supervisor thought he would be nice and hand you a Saturday deadline. You were finished with the essay, but the process of last minute edits could be draining and you wanted to get it done before the very last minute. 

You were currently in your zone, a flask of earl grey tea ready to keep you going as you sat where your favourite study table was. You had classic music in your earbuds to get you through the last hurdles, and you were feeling stressed but in your element. It was a nice distraction from the boy who had been plaguing your mind all week. You thought he would quit with the cocky grins by now, but he showed no sign of backing down. You hoped he enjoyed disappointment, because you were always, clearly unimpressed with a scowl on your face. You wondered about what it was he wanted exactly, and if he would leave you alone if you gave it to him. Everything was a conquest for Jungkook, from what Taehyung had told you over pizza and a movie last week. 

“Everything for him is like a game, but he gets bored easily. Here’s what you should do- if it gets too bad, just give him what he wants and he’ll move on. It’s Jungkook, this stuff works 99% of the time. But you just have to make sure you don’t catch any feelings.” 

Taehyung’s word’s were easier said than done, and they inspired your imagination to go wild with thoughts about Jungkook any time you were alone, or trying to sleep in your bed…the bed that he had sex on. You managed to think more and more about him, like why he was such a fuckboy and why he acted like God’s greatest thing on earth, and you were often left sleepless. 

A thump on the table made you glance up casually, someone had probably decided to join you so you didn’t think about it and went back to your work typing away. You did a double take because the person sitting down looked familiar- just when you thought your night was about to go smoothly, the devil that had been in the back of your mind sauntered down without a word. 

You contemplated what do to. Should you move? But that would just tell him you’re scared of him, and give him more satisfaction. Should you just go home? You were really just wanting some peace and quiet for your final drafting. 

You were deliberating for around ten minutes, when you noticed that actually- Jungkook was mute. You glanced back at him up again, set up with his mac in front of him and a file of notes. He looked focused, but pulled at his hair whilst narrowing his eyes reading something on his mac. Stressed, clearly. Maybe you didn’t have to move, but his sudden lack of action towards you made you feel suspicious. 

There had to be something up his sleeve. 

“What’s a good word for ‘in another way?” He asked, meeting your eyes. You felt caught in headlights. You were expecting a fight, a tease, anything to get you riled up. 

You opened your mouth, but words failed to come out. You just didn’t…know how to be civil with Jungkook. But also, why should you? He’s the one harassing you, and now he joins you in the library, by your favourite spot and asks about his essay in a casual way? 

“C-conversely.” You said, because the way his eyes were actually serious and his face neutral threw you off. It was like you saw a rare version of Jungkook. One that you didn’t know, or know exist at all. 

“Thanks.” He said smiling at you briefly, before going back to typing. Wasn’t this the weirdest situation? All you ever knew was how to fight with him. What even threw you off more was to see him here, in front of you…working. Jungkook never even took notes in class. 

It started distracting you, so you went back to focusing on your own essay. 

“How many words are you on?” His voice interrupted you from your final edits on your last paragraph. What should you do? Tell him it’s not any of his business, or just be a normal person?

“None of your business.” 

Jungkook looked up from his screen, raising his eyebrows. 

“Aren’t we feeling like sunshine today, princess?” He sighed in defeat, going back to his screen.  You did what you did best with Jungkook, and ignored him. The situation you were in was way too strange for your liking, and that was probably why you were taking glances at him every now and again. You breathed out in frustration, if he wasn’t Jungkook but someone you had just come across, you would have been distracted in all the right ways. The way he looked when he focused, no wonder girls went crazy over him. He looked unreal, effortlessly compelling in his fitted black sweater. Too bad he was bad news. 

“I know you’re thinking about it. “ Jungkook interrupted you, never flinching away from his screen or his typing. He was biting his lip in concentration. You were startled, he looked so focused on his screen that it didn’t even appear to you he’d notice you. 

“I have eyes everywhere, princess and I especially know when someone’s thinking about me…perk of  being irresistible.” He said casually. 

“Or chronically egoistic.” You shot back, slamming your laptop cover down since you were more or less done. Looking at him further would distract you. You packed everything up but Jungkook now was looking at you, arms crossed as he leaned back on the chair. 

“But Y/N…our date’s only just begun.” He whined. 

You rolled your eyes.  

“Isn’t that what girls like you love though? Meet me at the library by the science section kind of thing…then you have hot nerdy sex in the closet or something.” 

Hot nerdy sex?

“I was hoping to do something like that.” He smiled lightly. 

Something clicked inside you. There had to be a reason why he was like this, so inconsiderate and invasive. Was it a disease? Was it a personality disorder? Your curious side took over, and you decided to confront the issue head on. 

“What do you want, Jungkook?” You said, sitting down right next to him like you meant business. 

He cocked his head to the side, his signature smirk on his face as he sent you a look that was drawing you in and you hated every bit of it. He looked so good. 

“I want to fuck you… I can see you want me too. So let’s just fuck.” He said slowly, emphasising his words seductively. 

“ I don’t just fuck people Jungkook.” You countered. 

“And what makes you think I want you? Haven’t you noticed how I avoid you?” You then said, pointing out the obvious. 

“No, but I’ve noticed how you get flustered every time I’m around you. Your body practically sings.” His close leaning sent shivers down your spine. 

“If you’re worried about feelings, don’t be. I don’t get feelings, of any sort…but you might. But I’ll make sure you don’t.” He said, a soft look in his eyes that you wondered about. How many times had he softened his eyes to unfortunate girls?

“Just think about it Y/N, seriously.” He said, eyes determined to get you to agree. “It’s just sex.” He added, like it was the most obviously un problematic thing in the world. It was to most people, right? But there was something that made you want to avoid him at any chance you got, and also be with him as your dreams about Jungkook would show. Did you want him? Yes, but you would never, ever admit it, even to yourself. 

“Enjoy disappointment.” You said, a plastic smile on your face getting up. Jungkook exhaled in annoyance, but didn’t say anything this time as you left him there along in the library. You had enough of your assignment and couldn’t deal with him, so took yourself home to have a relaxing evening with your house mates. 

“Y/N! We thought you weren’t even coming home tonight, we’re going to a party and you’re coming!” Maddy announced as soon as you put your keys on the living room table. 

“I really just wanted to watch a movie…” You said, but a party didn’t sound too bad considering your assignment was out of the way and it was pretty refreshing to not have to think about it. 

“We can have a movie night tomorrow, Park Jimin is going to be there and I’ve been dying to meet him!” She said, nearly bouncing up and down. Ah, Park Jimin was Maddy’s ultimate crush, who she always admired from afar but never really had the courage to speak to because to quote Maddy- he had a ‘regal’ aura about him that she found it hard to approach. You really knew little about him, but he was in a few of your classes last year. You did know though, that if Maddy was invited to a party Park Jimin was at- she’d drag you along with her anyhow because she’d freeze up at the opportunity to speak to him. 

“I don’t have a choice do I?” You asked.

“Not really, not get your ass upstairs and change now.” Maddy smiled sweetly, pushing you upstairs already. 

“For a nerd you really don’t look like a nerd.” Maddy said, after you had gotten dressed in a short black dress that showed off your legs well. You sighed. 

“Is that supposed to be a compliment Maddy?”

“I mean, you quote Shakespeare in your sleep when you’re stressed so you’re a nerd, but you’re kind of a cute nerd. No wonder Jeon Jungkook is obsessed with you.” 

You stopped in your tracks. 

“What do you mean about Jeon Jungkook being ‘obsessed’ with me?” 

“Haven’t you noticed? He looks for you, literally. He asked me if I knew where you’d be today after Chem class.” Maddy said shrugging, “I mean, fair play Y/N. Jeon Jungkook- who doesn’t want a piece of that.” Maddy winked. 

You rolled your eyes. “Maddy, this type of behaviour just boosts his ego. He’s trying to get me in bed with him because he probably has a kink he wants to fill out, but if I just want a ‘piece’ of him I’ve just helped reduce him to a  slab of meat, and that’s not good for my perception or for his.” You said, trying to explain why it was wrong for Maddy to think Jungkook was a ‘piece’ of something to have. He might look and act like a piece, but surely there had to be more to him since he quoted lines from literature off by heart. 

Maddy looked at you blankly. “This is why you need to go out more.” She said sighing, and interlocked her arms with you as you both headed out to the party Park Jimin would be at. 

The party was hosted not too far from your house, and both Maddy and you quickly took to mingling with everyone else. You were currently in a ‘riveting’ conversation with Jackson, a junior on the baseball team about the history of baseball when Maddy tugged on your arm. Thank goodness, you thought. 

“He’s here.” She whispered, which meant Jimin had arrived. You cast your eyes around the room to find him, a good looking blonde smiling as he made his way across the room. He swept his hair back and you were about to giggle from how cliche the whole look was, but your smile faltered seeing Jungkook saunter next to him, clearly done with his essay as you left him at the library.  Of course, you thought. Of course Jimin and Jungkook would run in the same circle. 

“Quick- say hi to Jungkook, you know him!” Maddy pleaded, her eyes desparate. 

“No, he won’t stop bothering me if I do.” You retorted back, about to turn your back so Jungkook certainly wouldn’t be able to see you. 

“That’s not a bad thing! Please, I won’t drag you out for the next two months.” She said urgently. The thought of being able to not be dragged out in the cold to parties you rather wouldn’t be at tempted you, and the look on Maddy’s face certainly told you she wasn’t lying. 

You looked out and directly to Jungkook, who like a magnet, sensed that your eyes were on him as he found you. Faking a smile, you waved your hands signalling for him to come over. Confusion took hold of his features, before a poker face as he made his way over- Park Jimin in tow. 

“Jungkook! How are you doing?” You asked, but you could tell the fake happiness in your voice was obvious. Jungkook, cocked his head and Jimin looked at him strangely- looking for an explanation. 

“Do I know you?” He asked, probably aware that there was an ulterior motive as he glanced at Maddy, practically buzzing because Park Jimin was here. God, she was obvious. There had to be a way to get them to talk. 

“It’s a shame if you don’t…I wanted to take you up on your offer earlier.” You said boldly, throwing Jungkook off. Jimin nudged Jungkook with a look, and finally looked to Maddy somewhat disinterested but Maddy instantly perked up. 

Jungkook looked you up and down, and felt himself harden at the sight of you dressed so sinfully tempting. Your innocent face told another story, and that was what Jungkook was obsessed with. He just had to have you to be able to move on, you were a fixation that needed to be met. 

He didn’t say anything and just took your hand, leaving Jimin and Maddy together. Yes, you thought. Mission accomplished. It would now be up to Maddy to make her next move, but as a friend you had done your part. As soon as you were out of their sight you removed your hand from Jungkook. 

“ I just needed Maddy and Jimin alone.” You said. 

“But you made a promise.” Jungkook whined, and you would have rolled your eyes if it didn’t register to you how sexy his low moan was. Jungkook knew he caught you at the right time. 

“You’re going to take me up on the little offer I gave you.” He said, wrapping his hands around your sides and pulling you closer. The touch of his hands on your body was another experience, freaking you out with how effortless the action was and how your body practically sang towards him. 

“Dance with me.” He said, as the music simmered down slowly. You were reluctant, but figured taking up more time wth him would allow Jimin and Maddy time. 

“I don’t dance.” You said, lying but still putting your hands around the back of his neck. You were known to dance to world music in your room in the mornings. 

“You don’t dance, don’t fuck- what else don’t you do?” He sighed, but there was a playful edge to his voice as he sensed you were maybe lying. 

“I don’t usually stay this close to people like you.” You said as he started swaying your bodies together. 

“Really? Your body says something else.” Jungkook said disinterested before pressing your core to his. His hardness pressed into you, and Jungkook lowered his head to your ear. “I’m imagining how you’d look underneath me right now.” He whispered, putting your body on a high alerted edge. “That dress you’re wearing is absolutely sinful, I didn’t think you’d own stuff like it. Why’d you wear it, Y/N?” He asked, pushing himself into you and you gasped. The movement was swift and hot, a classic Jungkook move if you didn’t know better. 

“If you just fuck me, will you leave me alone?” You ask, sick of the effect he was having on your body and realising he would leave you alone if you just gave into your desires, and his. 

Jungkook sighed in delight, “You’ll be begging for more but I’ll be long gone. Think of it like a…parting gift from my minute obsession with you.” He said, eyes laced with seriousness. 

“You’re delirious and disturbed.” You said, and wanted to tell him how you were going to agree but Jungkook’s eyes darkened even further as he pressed his lips to yours all of a sudden, clearly he thought he’d gotten the golden signal. 

“Fuck, princess.” He said, breathing strongly as he kissed you. He took control of your hips, pressing them further into his jeans. You broke the kiss off quickly, “Upstairs.” You said, and Jungkook smirked in delight seeing as he had finally gotten what he wanted. It didn’t take more than a minute for him to take you upstairs and find an empty room that was available. 

“I wanted you from the moment i saw you all mouthy at your little party, that was so fucking hot.”He said, pushing you against the bed and assaulting your neck with a peppered stream of kisses. There was nothing delicate and light about Jungkook, his control made you wet as you saw him flex his muscles throwing you on the bed. 

“Just fuck me already, I don’t have time for your shit.” You said in defiance, causing Jungkook to bite down on your cloth covered nipple. You yelped out in brief moan that was followed by pain. What was happening to you? Jungkook looked up at you through his lashes, a smirk telling you he was basking in every moment. 

“All the things i could do with this body.” He said, grinning. In a flurry, both your clothes ended up on the floor as you both touched each other like you had been deprived of sex. You first look at Jungkook’s body left you void of all logic, this just had to be pure unfiltered need that you were facing. He was muscular and lean, no wonder people salivated over him. Everything about his screamed fuck. Your eyes darkened themselves in raw need. 

‘Are you clean?” You breathed out, as Jungkook was assaulting your neck with bites that made your mind buzz. 

“I haven’t had sex with anyone since your party.” He said, a little frustrated with the revelation more to himself, he tried to fuck you out of his brain but it didn’t work which made him want you more. He now moved up to your throat drinking you in like a madman. You let out a moan as he hit a sensitive spot, causing Jungkook to smirk in realisation. 

His hand had travelled down your body, and he sighed with how glorious he found you. 

“So fucking sinful.” He growled. 

“How wet are you, Y/N?” He asked, teasing your entrance. You were mewling by now, beyond the point of caring as you completely let yourself go. 

“Please, Jungkook.” You whined, writhing beneath his touch. You knew what was coming next- Jungkook was getting off from your needy little moans. 

“Please, just fuck me.” 

He pushed his fingers all the way inside you bit down on your clavicle at the same time. 

“Fuck! Please Jungkook, please, please fuck me.” 

“Such a needy, slutty sound coming from your innocent mouth.” He said teasing, dragging his fingers in and out of you. 

“Ah you’re so tight, princess! Are you even ready to be fucked?” He growled, bringing you closer to the edge. The feeling inside was driving you crazy, you were writhing underneath him, on an overload of Jungkook who you hated yet were also were drinking in like a delicious poison. 

“If you don’t I’ll get someone else to make me cum!” You threatened, on the verge of tears as Jungkook teased his pace whilst you were ready to just burst. 

“Shh...patient. I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.” He whispered in your ear, and you were planning on just turning him over and riding him out  but now you burned with fury: his fingers were only just teasing you when he whispered in your ear but in an instant you lost all composure and came. 

Jungkook’s quote of Pablo Neruda, who you swore you had your first sexual awakening over had made a full turn with the fuck as hot fuck boy who had you pinned under him, whispering poetic literature in your ear. 

“Fuck, Y/N. You’re gushing babe.” Jungkook chuckled. 

“Or should I say blossoming.” He mused, winking as you came down from your euphoric high. You would have needed a moment to recover, but his cockiness needed to be fucked out of him, or so you decided. 

Turning over so now Jungkook was pinned under you, you both ended up kissing in a fight for dominance and power. This time, you were determined to come out on top and you did- Jungkook reluctantly letting go and enamoured by how sexy it was to find you so determined. He was ready to bust, seeing you above him with your hair cascading down your breasts and face glowing from the orgasm that he gave you stirred something in him. It was foreign but Jungkook pushed it back, the main event of the party was yet to start. 

“Are you just going to sit on me, babe? Or are we going to-fuck.” You stopped him saying anymore shit by just sinking down on him harshly, but Jungkook seemed to bask in the sensory overload biting his lip- and that look would stay etched on your mind forever because it made you shiver in more want. How could that even be possible?

“Fuck, Y/N!” You started moving your hips, and Jungkook pressed down on your hips with his hands moving you along. The movements were surprisingly swift, like it wasn’t someone you had just had sex with for the first time but was a matured affair, where you knew every hidden depth of each others body. 

It freaked you out slightly, but you pushed it back into your mind. It must have just been the result of two very domineering people having sex. You eventually lost track of time, because you didn’t want the sex to end. Jungkook slowed your hips down, before speeding them up with one look at you and slowed you down again- it was like a violin that was being played. You were all too happy to be that violin, because Jungkook managed to play your body effortlessly. 

“You haven’t been fucked in so long Y/N, you should have just came to me. I would have treated your body the way it deserves.” Jungkook’s voice in your ear was making you delirious. You couldn’t stop touching him as you started to crave the full feeling of him inside you. 

You were far gone beyond verbal comprehension, which is what made Jungkook totally crazy seeing his effect on you. He continued with his sweet whisperings, edging you on more an more. 

Jungkook and you both came at the same time, Jungkook muttering a stream of profanities to edge you to the top. This time having the chance to watch him as he came made you treasure the sight; what you had felt with the fuckboy extraordinaire made you feel sorry, or empathy for all the girls he had haunted in bed before. There was a reason why they kept on coming back- he was so good. You figured he must quote literature to all the girls he slept with, and it was no wonder they ended up so into him. They all wanted more, but he refused- or so the story went with Jungkook. 

After you came down from your high, the calamity of what happened weighed down on you too. You thought, or were certain that you would feel relief. You knew the sex wouldn’t disappoint, but you also knew that this would mean the end of Jungkook’s un restrained attention to you. 

Congratulations, Y/N. You had just become another notch on Jungkook’s bedpost. You had no reason but to act normal, like this was something you expected and there was nothing more going on. You shouldn’t have to think about what you would have wanted nothing more than to do- which was to...just lay there with him, but you weren’t going to prove Jungkook right when he said you’d want him even more. 

“Thanks, I see why they call you Jung-cock.” You said, faking a wink as you put on your bra and dress after you were both done. 

Jungkook on the other hand, was having a crisis. He expected, or if not knew- that the instant he came inside you, one fantasy of his would be fulfilled. Ticked, checked off the box. He wanted to just fuck the cute nerdy girl that looked busy in her books. Sure you had a sassy mouth and a brain to match and that was a bonus to not make the process so numbing, so why was it when you winked at him…Jungkook still wanted to reply with some sarcastic comment to see you get riled up again? No, he should just be able to say a simple ‘nice one babe’ and move on to whatever else he was going to do. 

No, why was it that as he saw you putting on your dress and shoes he wanted to literally, take you back and ask you to…warm him up because it was suddenly fucking freezing and your face when it smiled was like a ray of sunshine...and he wanted to count the nearly invisible freckles on the right side of your cheek?

You had just finished putting your dress on properly, when you threw Jungkook’s shirt at him to find him deep in thought. He looked ravishing to you, freshly fucked hair, strong muscular body and what you didn’t even want to think about because that would open up feelings you were sure didn’t have any place- Jungkook’s mind was sexy. But it was surely a cliche, quoting literature. Something he’d do to every girl he wanted a taste of. Sighing, you shook your head and breathed out calmly. 

Goodbye, Jungkook. You thought. 

“I’ll see you around.” You said, expecting a reply this time but was met with an unfamiliar look that you didn’t know Jungkook could have- being shook. 

“Get out.” He snarled, Jungkook didn’t know what was going through his mind. He didn’t have to think about shit like this, it wasn’t how things worked. These types of things were reserved for the novels he read in guilty pleasure- the stuff Y/N probably freaked out over. This was infuriating. He shouldn’t want to look at you, let alone feel drawn to you saying this was ‘a see you around’. Hell no. 

You on the other hand, felt some familiarity. This is what you expected of Jungkook, clearly what Taehyung had said had worked. You were just stupid, fucked out of your brains properly to think he deserved a civil good bye. 

“Ass-hat”. You muttered, leaving the room and leaving him there to probably think about his next conquest. You should be happier, you were free-er. You had successfully, countered Jeon Jungkook for good. You would both go back to your respective spheres, never having to cross again. You went back to the party, to find Maddy and Jimin hitting it off really well so you excused yourself- called a taxi and went home to a bubble bath. Jungkook didn’t leave your mind, but you were a smart girl- you knew people like him would take a while to cross your mind once and for good. 

He fucked you out, quoted the people that gave you hope and then threw you out all within the same night- what a enigma. 

The next week, you were looking forward to your literature class because it would finally mean a peaceful, class focused lesson where you and Taehyung who had said he’d switch to your class- would spend the day together after. You had a lot to tell him, and a simple text where you told him what happened wasn’t enough. 

During literature class, you were seated comfortably and kept a seat open for Taehyung, who you saw coming in and caught site of Jungkook after him but avoided looking- he wouldn’t be a bother to you anymore, even though a part of you would always feel him. You smiled at Taehyung, but it all happened to fast for your eyes and Jungkook walked straight past Taehyung and into the seat you reserved for Tae. 

He took out his laptop, silently and didn’t say a word. Taehyung’s eyes widened, and you saw him contemplating what to do and silently begged him not to- you didn’t want some sort of testosterone filled show over a seat. 

But also, you looked right into Jungkook’s eyes demanding an answer. “What the fuck is your problem?” You asked. 

You are, Jungkook thought. 

“This is called being an active learner, I’m closer to the presentation board from here.” He said as if it was the most obvious thing ever. 

“That’s where Taehyung was supposed to sit.” You said bluntly. 

Jungkook ignored your response, as Taehyung moved to sit down just behind you two. 

“Look I sat here because I wanted to ask you if you’re in some creepy ass witch cult or something, like some kapa kapa spell making sorority? What the fuck did you do to me? I get hard every time I think about you.” He said, looking genuinely frustrated. Your eyes widened in disbelief. 

“You’re deranged, if you don’t switch seats with Taehyung I’m reporting you for harassment.” You said bluntly. 

“I’m serious, there’s something wrong with you.” He said, as if it was the most obvious conclusion in the world. You soothed your temples now, frustrated yourself and annoyed. You didn’t even want to think about him anymore because you knew everytime you looked at him you’d be reminded of the best sex in your life was with an egoistic, literature quoting ass who made you come in seconds and it really wasn’t what you wanted to think about right now. 

“Something’s wrong with me?! You’re the one who thinks i’m a fucking witch!” 

“You’re insane”. You seethed, a fuzzy feeling inside you over what would happen next with him. 

“You’re in my seat, man.” Taehyung had now come to back you realising that you weren’t going to be able to sit next to Jungkook without committing grievous bodily harm. 

“We’re gonna talk about this later Y/N.” Jungkook said, looking at you one before he glared at Taehyung and got up. 

“I’m going to kill him, Tae.” You whispered as soon as they changed seats. 

Taehyung looked at you empathetically. He saw you were aggravated, but also he noticed from the back sitting down how Jungkook moved his body to you sitting down and you naturally moved towards him- you weren’t over him and that’s what made Taehyung worried. Usually you were always the one to warn Taehyung about certain people, but for once- Taehyung would have to actually look out for you. He didn’t trust Jeon Jungkook, and he thought you wouldn’t- but it was clear that Jungkook had already set his hooks inside you, and it was soon going to be difficult to unhook them. 

[moonflowerus]

I saw you graduated!!! Well done, I’m so happy for and proud of you! I have an idea about my thesis, multiple ideas actually, but I’m waiting to get assigned to a supervisor so I can talk it through and see what’s best for me, but in the meantime I have to get some form of introduction down at least. All the ideas are similar, just looking at different (or all) aspects of a certain thing, but I always have difficulties picking something :(

Also! You’re right, ONEUS truly don’t miss with their music, I can’t think of any songs of theirs that I dislike and this era is no different. I wanted to ask you what your favourite songs of theirs are if you can answer, but I understand if you can’t pick :D my favourite fits from this era.. that’s hard, they had so many good ones, but I liked the gradient white-blue ones the most, they were stunning. This era was filled with good outfits, the last time I enjoyed their fits this much was ASWE era! Oh, I don’t think I ever asked you who your biases were, did I? Who are they? Mine are Hwanwoong and Seoho! - 🐿

Thank you so much! Your kind words mean a lot. Do you get to choose your supervisor? I understand the struggle to pick, my personal advice would be to choose what you like best! My own supervisor said that when I gave him the three ideas I had (also similar). I'm sure yours will be able to help you pick, and I hope you'll work with something you like! I did this for mine, oneus was even in it just like some other of my fav artists (I don't mind talking about it now since I've graduated so no more anxiety related to it).

And I really can't pick, I never have a fav song from my fav artists shgcvdgshv but! there is something I can give you. It's rare that I fully, completely and deeply relate to songs, and so when I do, while I wouldn't call them favourites, I'd say they're special. Oneus has one of these songs for me: incomplete. Yes, I know it's cliché to relate to it, but really touches me, even the moment it was released made a lot of sense to me.

I can also give you answers based on more random things. So, for the other two albums they released this year, I'd highlight happy birthday, since the album was released on my bday month, and luna, first win song that's very flower themed... as you probably can notice, I love flowers 🌸

And ohh really? I generally enjoy the outfits, I think for this year some black mirror outfits were my faves. And tbontb are probably my overall picks, since it's my fav concept.

Also omg that was kinda my fault, you asked my fav outfits on my biases and I didn't answer specifically sahvcdhf but we share biases!! I bias woong, seoho and ravn equally 💕

[back-to-drawing-board]

Tin Soldiers

"These are our working models, sir. If you'll just step this way." The showroom is dark, but as the small group of three men move into the area right before the stage, lights above slide seamlessly on, ambiance filling the deathly silent space, throwing sharp shadows over the illuminated, still figure on display. One man in a well-to-do suit, looking ever so slightly perturbed yet interested nonetheless, suits at the one on the far left. It's head bowed, dark green of synthetic hair glinting under get slight and face obscured, just like its compatriots. "Er...you said...they were fairly dangerous, did you, Nestor?" The businessman questions.

wendigoruble

"Well, it really depends on the model you see." Ethan motions to the android at the end of the line,"This model we call Anti. And he is one of our most advanced yet dangerous models." At the simple sound of the name the bots eyes flash open, head snapping up into place. With its fave finally being seen there's a..Hardness about the expression. Not necessarily mean but not too kind either. It almost seemed to be waiting with a snarle about easy on its lips. "Now, he's only dangerous if you say certain activation codes or phrases." Ethan doesn't seem bothered by the bots movements nor the look on his face. He simply motions to one of the other bots beside him. It seems to be an older model of the same creation. Far more basic and uncanny in appearance. Face smoother than it should've been. The very last one seemed to be the be model in which a more.. Almost toony appearance. An eye floating about in fluid attached to a metal body. Indeed these all did work and they all did function about the same. "And.. These..Er, tell me out this most advanced one.."

themarginalthinker

Ethan moved towards a table at the back of the room, eyes straying for only a moment to linger on Anti's sudden activation, before laying his clipboard bristling with papers on the surface. God...why him...he hated these corporate pricks. So scared, like mice in the eyes of a snake that isn't even there. He pastes a smile on his face instead. "Well, before we talk about our most advanced model, which, might I remind you, is only still a prototype, I thought we'd take a look down memory lane here and see the progression of the SEPTIC project as a whole. And, I assure you sir, with just a word, every single one of these droids would give their lives for you. They're supposed to, in fact. Asimov, and all." Ethan comes to stand next to the shifting man. He doesn't draw attention to Tyler who has also seen the bot move, and has discreetly pushed a button on his wristband, a small red light over the still-open door flickering silently on, unobtrusive and unnoticed. "I didn't come here to look at your jurisdictions failure scrap heap, I came here to make sure you're putting out the kind of innovation promised!" The man in the suit huffs.

wendigoruble

Ethan fight back a frown itching at his smile. He gives his neck a gentle crack and clears his throat before speaking up. "Sir I assure you this is no scrap heap and each of these models are very strong. Even our first. Now, you see our latest model is very up to snuff as we can demonstrate." He comes around to stand before Anti, staring up into the green eyes to establish connection. The bots pupils noticeably grow then shrink to normal size again. He then holds out his hand and allows the bot to step down from the stage. Anti's eyes begin to scan the room only to fix in this new person. Stepping forward with little more than a gentle hum in his chest. He scans up and down a few times. "Unknown user, permission to initiate connection?" With the sentence the bot avoids eye contact. The suited man furrows his brows,"Is...This supposed to be like this?" He asks in a questioning tone. Before Ethan or Tyler could speak up the bot repeats,"Unknown user, permission to initiate connection."

Last Sunday at 10:26 AM

wendigoruble

I FOR GOT TO ADD HENRIC TO THE BOTS

wendigoruble

h.e.n.r.i.c: Heath Engine Nurture Rescue Intelligence Circuit

Last Sunday at 1:30 PM

themarginalthinker

"Nestor, what the hell do I do with this thing?" Themena questioned, a thin sheen of sweat coming over his brow. Even if the bot wasn't even looking at him, it was like the thing was staring him down, the lines of it's body not yet harsh, but much like a sheathed knife, it still carried all the potential for absolute destruction. The scientist in question didn't even blink, coming up to stand a few feet behind Anti. "Not to worry sir - this is actually part of the demonstration. His systems run on a facial recognition algorithm, highly advanced. Essentially, his planned deployment is to assess a situation, identify unknown persons and upload their faces and stats into a database - height, weight, exact eyecolor, gait recording - and that's all before he even engages. You just have to say your name sir and you'll have open access."

Henric is a good nursebot

I bet they'llbe planning to have him work with Anti

wendigoruble

Anti: Target injured Henric: ...Target in need of medical assistance

wendigoruble

The man didn't feel.. Necessarily comfortable with the bot recording all of this. Sure it was probably practical and such but having thst in a data base didn't give him much security. Especially since the security sector was branched off in many different locations. "I believe you. What other models do you have aside from.. This?" He takes a step back. "Well if you're not interested in this particular model we do have the nursebots. Henric is a good one. Allow me to show you." Ethan reaches out and places a hand on Anti's back, speaking a string of numbers which seem to power the bot down in a way. Leading it back to the stage for it to stand. He then heads towards the door, Tyler urging the man on as they walk.

Last Sunday at 5:34 PM

themarginalthinker

The next room is  deffinitly smaller, less of a car showroom floor, and more like...an office waiting room. The floor is carpeted in plain beige and there's an actual wooden table with chairs around it, clearly to serve whatever purposes the droid stood  on it's own little podium in the corner has for those it meets. The droid itself is also quite different then the last, though the model doesn't actually seem changed much. A different machine based on the same schematics. It's hair is a softer green, like pastel, and though it's eyes are closed, clearly in whatever serves as an 'off' or 'unactivated' mode for these things, it's stood in a shaft of soft indoor lighting, creating gentle shadows over it's plainly dressed body. On its exposed shoulder is a large red cross surrounded by a white circle. Obvious what it's purpose is. Tyler leans against the wall as Ethan ushers the business man down to take a seat on one of the chairs. "We're sorry he's a bit undersressed,' Ethan says, stepping towards the bot and  gesturing to the plain jeans and teeshirt it wears. "In action, he'd be fully equipped with his medical strata and proper clothing, but your supervisors didn't give us much time to prepare for the tour. I assure you though, he can still impress. Right, Henric?"

wendigoruble

The bots eyes slowly open and he blinks a few times. His head slowly rising as opposed to the rough movements of Anti. His expression and face is a lot softer and more friendly looking. Eyes are a gentle blue with a caring nature somehow seeming built in to them. He turns his head towards Ethan and then to the others with a smile. "It is nice to meet you all. Is there any assistance I could provide?" The bot takes a step forward and his gaze lands on the business man,"My optical scanners indicate you seem stressed sir, might you need a glass of water?" Tyler, for the first time in this whole ordeal, actually  speaks up for once. Well..He was usually more of a body guard and not one to give input into the tour. But after working here so long he got to know a lot of the insurance and outs of these robots. "I'd take him up on his advice, he can actually serve rather quick from what I've seen. Faster than any doctor I've went too anyways." The man narrows his eyes a bit,"So, a simple med bot? Is his quickness the only thing that makes him stand out?"

themarginalthinker

"Not at all!" Ethan assures enthusiastically. However, instead of presenting more of the Henric's abilities, he steps back, and allows the bot itself to come forward. With one look, and a nod, Henric is before the man. "Unnamed user, if I might address you as sir, after the initial scan of all your base functions and vitals, my issued order of prompts in this low-stress, immediate threat-free environment dictates that I proceed to a deeper level of body scan. This is of course something you may choose to forgo at your own discretion as the current user, as this secondary level of 'check up' as one might refer to it as, is not immediately necessary for your health. Such a scan would include the observation of your endocrine systems, cardiac and respiratory minor insystems, and major digestive tracks to confirm routine function." "Does he always speak like this?" The man mutters to the two scientists, who don't look like their attentions were waning in the slightest at this onslaught of words, despite no doubt having heard it a dozen times. "Alright, look Nestor, you said this thing is better then anything on the market so far - all I'm seeing is a talkative nursebot who told me something any shlub on the street could-" "I'm detecting an unusual interference with your heart rate and pancreatic functions, sir," Henric says, face morphing into one of more professional seriousness. "Do you wish for me to do a closer scan and diagnostic?" He asks, seemingly uncaring now at the man's discomfort.

wendigoruble

The man glances at the bot and shakes his head,"No, I don't." With that he stands, seeming not to care for the bots changed expression. "You really think some shlub on the street could scan each and every individual bone in your body? Know when and why something unexplainable is happening to you?" Ethan almost seemed to snap.. More just throwing out his frustration from previous times,"These bots can do more than you think and you've only even seen two so far!" "Ethan!" Tyler quickly cuts in and makes his way over to his friend snd gently pats his shoulder,"Don't speak out of turn now, you know this could mess with our funding." Henric glances about at each. Doing his best to assess the situation. This unknown user didn't pose much importance to him anymore, not after the comments he'd spoken. The bot turns and moves towards the blue haired man, scanning over his body before gently taking him by the hand and leading him to sit. "Mister Nestor, I must warn you're becoming agitated again. I've gotten a logged four panic attacks from you already and if you have another I must ask you stay here." The concern in the bots tone returns and that soft look comes back as well,"Deep breaths please."

Last Sunday at 7:24 PM

themarginalthinker

Ethan tries not to let the fact that there is more then their team of engineers, or just Tyler in the room - someone who could keep this whole thing from collapsing - and does try to calm himself. Henric's hand is a cool presence on his arm, and while normally Ethan would reach up to take it, let the bot squeeze it gently in rhythm with his breathing exercises, the man doesn't, and just tries to focus on regaining his professional cool. What wasn't really a panic attack (it was) passes, the scientist stands, and the droid, while not smiling, still has a warmer look in his eyes, having helped. "Do you require anything else, Mister Nestor?" He enquirers, stepping a respectful foot away, ignoring the way the business man huffs and looks at the door to the next room with no hidden impatience. Ethan shakes his head, good attitude firmly back in place. "Not a thing, Henric. Thank you for your care." At the words, a small flash of light blinks in the droid's eyes, and without another word, he returns to his corner of the room, and closes his eyes, silent and still under his spotlight, as if he'd never moved at all.

wendigoruble

Tyler makes sure Henric is secure before he checks up on Ethan once more before they all head into the next room. This one more of a proto type room. Sure the others were  still in early stages but the next bot, it didn't even have a voice. Mainly because of the precautions it took to create such a thing. But those precautions came with actually a few good ramifications. The room itself is large and carried a dim feeling due to the red curtains hung up along the walls. There was bar along one of the wide walls with drinks (nonalcoholic of course, this was a work place) on a shelf. The bot behind the counter had his hands folded and his head down. He wore a black hat and a very neat suit. It didn't seem to have skin as the others did but rather it was made if a reflective plastic-like appearance. "This is what we call Jackson." Tyler starts, sure Ethan might still be a big shaken up,"He actually could present some very good safety opportunities. As you can see his model would work in bars. He's the quickest at counting, can prepare any drinks and even records if anything goes into a drink thst shouldn't be there. He could be something like a bar tender, bouncer and cashier all at once!"

themarginalthinker

"I..see," the man said slowly, hesitant to get close to the bot lest he somehow initiate it's 'on' function, but as he steps a bit closer, it makes no move at all. He glanced back at the taller of the two presenters, not having met this Scheild before. Usually it was the smaller, skittering Nestor constantly ragging his ear off about numbers and costs and dates. Hmph. Turning back to the inert machine, he sneers. He wishes there was alcohol here. "I think I heard tell of something of this caliber from your department before. Entertainment bots, was it? Something useful that will actually sell." Tyler was careful at his words when he saw Ethan slowly tensing up again, though keeping it under control a bit better. He stepped forward, wondering if activating Jameson was necessary for this endevour as well. The business man hadn't been...impressed, exactly, with the others, but he'd been given at least a little taste of what they might do, be like. Jameson... They were working on it. Really, Tyler thinks, this day had come far too soon. "Well, he's one of them. There's two - three, really, if you count ah...one of our more people-oriented models. Jameson is intended for adult recreation, yes, while the other is more suited to children."

wendigoruble

"Then show it to me and don't waste my time. These things need to be friendly to all demographics. I'm sure you'll understand." The man had a smugness about his tone. But in a sence he was right. These bots, more or less, could be for anyone really. Ethan opens his mouth slightly to speak though nothing really comes out. He actually csnt think of anything to say really. Damn it, if he only had Henric following he could do his breathing with thst calm tone of the care bot. But what this an was saying really got under his skin. Talking as if androids such as if weren't worth a thing, or as if no work had been out into them. Tyler quickly starts his way into the next room. A room with stars on the walls and almost reminiscent of a child's music box. In the center of the room on a small stage stood another bot. It's arms folded on its chest like a mummy, a top hat, cat mask and a cape with a purple underside. It's eyes were closed with a peaceful expression almost as if it were a real living person. "Now this is the most.." Tyler pauses,"Marketable... Eh.. Creation." Damn did he hate the word marketable.

[nukenai]

Came into work today to see my desk decorated. Streamers and a big happy birthday sign, as well as a balloon. My supervisor got me a bouquet of flowers... it’s the first time anyone has gotten me flowers. Fave coworker also brought in a cookie cake in red white and blue..... cause my bday is always around memorial day.... but..... yknow.... soldier 76. He also ran over and was about 10 seconds late to tape a picture of Soldier on my fucking monitor, of him holding a goddamn cake wearing an apron saying “DON’T kiss the cook”. All day I was like “too bad for him, cause I’m gonna, aprons can’t tell me what to do”.

My dad dropped off his dog who I’ll be watching while he’s in florida for 2 weeks. It’s agh but he also gave me $100 for my birthday so like, I’m fine lol.

Oma said she would buy me Overwatch for my birthday because I keep talking about it but...... -i don’t have a ps4 and lots of my friends seem to play it on that -i don’t know if my computer can run it without bursting into fucking flames

it seems to run the One Entire Game I Play On Steam okay, which is Audiosurf (I also have Undertale but like that’s not... yeah). But I have no idea. Also the game makes me dizzy and I can’t ever tell what’s going on lol. I’ll probably just keep enjoying it from afar, having fun with the characters/story, and listening to fun tales from my friends that can play it!

Tomorrow I’m going out to lunch for my bday and then yummy cake and hopefully.... rest. I just want to rest. I’m so tired. This entire month has been from hell and this headache has lasted weeks and I just want to rest.

Striker is still sick, luckily now I’m home for 3 days and can keep an eye on him, let him out more, etc. He’s still acting fine, drinking fine, I’ve cut out his food and I’m just giving him the bland rice/chicken diet to see if it helps. Poor guy.

Now my house contains: 2 dogs, 1 cat, 4 parakeets, 1 crested gecko, 1 betta fish. Just an extra dog but still a lot!

[seleniftie]

rules // answer these 83 questions and tag some people

Thank you @heartbeatkaleidoscope for tagging me!! love you! I’m tagging @swiftie92, @champagneseaa, @taylorselenaswift and @taylorswiftyouarethebestthing.

the last:


1. drink: water


2. phone call: my friend Coline yesterday evening. She’s in Argentina.


3. text message: Prune, my internship supervisor


4. song you listened to: Vance Joy - Take Your Time (his new album is out!!)


5. time you cried: I think it was last Sunday? I watched videos of soldiers coming home. Best idea ever.


6. dated someone twice: nope


7. kissed someone and regretted it: hmmmmm yes and no


8. been cheated on: yes and no


9. lost someone special: oh dear yes. a friend.


10. been depressed: no, thankfully. I’m an anxious person.


11. gotten drunk and thrown up: Ha lol yeeeep. Actually was good times.

three favorite colors:


12. burgundy


13. pastel blue


14. pastel pink

in the last year have you:


15. made new friends: yes!!


16. fallen out of love: no


17. laughed until you cried: yes god this is the best feeling ever


18: found out someone was talking about you: Ooh yes. Great times. Right before I left forBerlin.


19. found out who your friends are: yes, going abroad and being separate from my college squad made me realize who are the ones who you’re gonna be friends with for a while... and who are just “squad” friends.


20. kissed someone on your facebook list: yes. HA.

general

22. Most of them. There’s only about a dozen of people but I’m planning on meeting them soon... if I haven’t met them already ;)


23. do you have any pets: YES MY DOG BARBOUILLE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AND MISS HIM SO MUCH IT’S BEEN ONE FREAKING MONTH ALREADY AND I’M NOT SEEING HIM BEFORE JULY


24. do you want to change your name: my name is so very basic and only french people know how to pronounce it right... and i’ve kinda already changed it anyway. at least for people abroad! I really like the Cee nickname.


25. what did you do for your last birthday: hmmm had like three parties. it was insane and really great times. and i’m not being ironic!


26. what time did you wake up: 8:40am and i died


27. what were you doing at midnight last night: As my dear friend Sandra said: “Posting on this godforsaken site”


28. something you can’t wait for: seeing my friends this weekend! they’re coming to Berlin. And traveling around Europe! flying to copenhagen next weekend, to rome in april and so many other destinations.... and of course... SEEING TAYLOR SWIFT LIVE IN LONDON AND MEET @noitsholly @champagneseaa @flyawayswift @taylorswiftz @ethereal-swiftness @shakeitoff6202 AND THE LIST GOES ON WOOOO


29. when was the last time you saw your mom: over one month ago!


30. what are you listening to right now: there’s public works on Kurfürstendamm.


31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes and i had a crush on him when i was 11 and he wanted to date me but i freaked out and said no???? the story of my life.


32. something that is getting on your nerves: rude people. and the evil side of this fucking world. can’t it be my little pony


33. most visited website: TUMBLR


34. hair color: Dark Brown


35. long or short hair: long.


36. do you have a crush on someone: pffff hm hm hm yes and no


37. what do you like about yourself: i like my ability to listen and learn fast and my musical talents and i also love my face but hate is as much so.


38. piercings: two in each ear!


39. blood type: lemme check. *takes wallet* 0+!


40: nickname: Cee, Cam, Cami, Biquette, Winnie, Nestor... whatever.


41. relationship: single af


42. zodiac sign: taurus


43. pronouns: she/her


44. favorite tv show: HM HM BROOKLYN 99


45. tattoos: none


46. right or left handed: righ handed!


47. surgery: wisdom teeth in 2014 i think? and kidney/ureter surgery two years ago (yay kidney stones)


48. sport: does taking the stairs count?


49. vacation: copenhagen in one week <3

more general:


51. eating: i just ate vegan sandwich biscuits. a delight.


52. drinking: water is your friend. hydrate yourselves.


53. im about to: work... lol


54. waiting for: taylor to come back on tumblr. jk. waiting for a new guitar to play more but i need to buy one first but I’m broke cause i still haven’t been paid and have like 50 euros left on my bank account yay me


55. want: happiness and a positive state of mind and a clear skin and success in music


56. get married: lolz who knows but for now NEVER. I find it so scary to commit yourself to someone for a lifetime when I haven’t even ever been in a healthy and good relationship? ew.


57. career: I want to be a singer. if not, let’s go save the world wih diplomatic work

which is better:


58. hugs or kisses: Hugs alllll the way. kisses are gross


59. lips or eyes: Eyes


60. taller or shorter: Taller


61. older or younger: Older or same age is better but really depends on the person i mean half of my friends on here are 15 soooo


62. nice arms or nice stomach: stomach


63. hookup or relationship: tired of hookups, give me a relationship already


64. troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker when drunk, hesitant all my life

have you ever:


65. kissed a stranger: yes lol


66. drank hard liquor: oooh yes lol


67. lost glasses/contacts: nope but my friend louise can tell you about that


68. turned someone down: yes lol


69. sex on the first date: nope


70: had your heart broken: yes lol


71. been arrested: ...no? could have tho


72. cried when someone died: yes.

73. fallen for a friend: nope.

do you believe in:


74. yourself: I try!


75. miracles: kinda? I believe in karma


76. love at first sight: yes I mean I imagine it could happen


77. santa: there are kids on this website


78. kiss on the first date: yes


79. angels: I don’t

other


80. best friend’s name: I don’t have best friends.... you either are my friend or you are not. But among my favorite in real life friends if i can say that there are Zoé, Adeline, Léa, Pauline, Oksanna, Marion.......... and now i feel bad for the others. and I obviously adore my internet friends Sandra, Alex, Holly, Jenny, Morgen, Taylor (cause we’re best friends duh)


81. eye colour: dark green!


82. fave movie: I adore Rudderless.


83. fave actor/actress: I have no idea cause I have no knowledge about acting and whatsoever and I don’t watch movies / series enough. But Andy Samberg is phenomenal.

And that’s a wrap! been in the office for over an hour. TIME TO WORK BITCHES