#And it was nice to hear someone say that I'm a good owner cause I always think I'm normal or below average lol

[ofstarsandvibranium]

Stuck in the Moment

Fandom: Marvel (CEO AU)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Summary: It was just supposed to be a regular day at work. But a huge storm hit the city. The power goes out and you're stuck inside the elevator with an incredibly attractive man. So with nothing else to do, you two get to know each other while waiting to be rescued.

A/N: technically, CEO's son AU but whatever

Bucky Barnes Masterlist

You quickly close your umbrella and rush inside. Even with the umbrella and a raincoat, you're still partially drenched.

A storm has hit the city. You hear the occasional roar of thunder and flash of lightning, raindrops pelting against the pavement and windows of your work building.

You flash your badge and walk through security. You shoot a smile to Stan, one of the older security guards, "Keeping warm, Stan?"

"As best as I can, Y/N!" he replies, zipping up his jacket further up towards his neck.

You gather with the group of people in front of the elevators. Two doors open, and people start filing in. Both elevators fill up quick, so you decide to hang back and wait for the next one.

You hear someone approach you and they sigh. A soothing, deep voice follows, "Jeez. Did not mentally prepare myself for this much rain."

You turn your head, your eyes meeting striking blue ones. The owner of the voice is as handsome as he sounds. You chuckle and quickly look away, "I know. Even with my umbrella and raincoat, I still wasn't as prepared for this storm."

"I forgot an umbrella hence," he gestures to his drenched suit jacket.

You snort, "Gotta keep a small, compact one with you at all times around this time of year. Never know when a storm will happen."

"Definitely going to follow your advice," he says with a grin.

The elevator door nearest you opens and he gestures, "After you."

"Thanks," you reply, stepping inside and the handsome man filing in behind you. You press the fifth button while he presses the eleventh.

You can't help but comment, "You must be a high profile person if you're going to the top."

The man shyly shrugs, "I suppose," he nods to the fifth button, "You're in the marketing department?"

"Yup. I'm part of the social media team."

"Ah. You guys get to have all the fun."

You giggle, "It's not all fun, but, yeah, we do like-"

The elevator slows, but not because it's approaching your floor. The light's flicker and the elevator creaks to a halt. Your body sways at the stop. The lights flicker again and then you're engrossed in darkness.

You groan out in annoyance, "Oh come on!"

The man with you takes out his phone and turns the flash on. He faces it to the ceiling, illuminating the elevator, "You okay?"

"Yeah, you?"

"Same," he sighs, "Guess the storm created a power outage. Might be some time until the power comes back or until we're rescued."

"Great."

Your phone starts to buzz and you pull it out of your bag. You answer it, "Kate?"

"Hey! Are you at work already 'cause looks like the entire building is experiencing a power outage."

"Yuuup and I was unfortunate enough to be riding the elevator when the power went out."

"Shit. Okay, what floor are you on?"

"I think we're in-between three and four."

"Oh good, you're not alone!"

"Nope. I'm with-" you pause, and look to the man, "Sorry, I never got your name."

"Bucky."

"Hey, Bucky. I'm Y/N. I'd say 'nice to meet you' but I wouldn't call our current situation 'nice'"

He chuckles, "I get it and likewise."

"Who the hell is Bucky? I've never heard of a Bucky before."

"Not now, Kate. Anyway, I should probably save as much of my phone battery as possible. Keep me updated on the power and such."

"Will do! Stay safe and don't die!"

You snort, "I'll try not to." You end the call and look back at Bucky.

"Since you're probably like an executive or something, do you happen to have contact to any other higher ups about this power outage?"

He nods and gestures to his phone, "Getting several text messages from people. I've let them know we're stuck here and they've already contacted the fire department. But considering the storm and everything, might take them a while to get here."

"So guess we have to get comfortable," you set your bag down and slip off your raincoat. You set it on the floor and sit on it. Bucky looks at you with a cocked brow and you shrug, "What? The floor's wet!"

Bucky chuckles to himself and finds a dry spot in the corner. He slides down the wall to sit on the floor, "So, Y/N from Marketing, tell me your life story." You look at him confused and he shrugs, "Might as well get to know each other since we might be stuck here for a while."

______________________________

Within the first hour, learn that Bucky is the eldest sibling and he has a younger sister. His best friends are named Steve and Sam. He's a huge nerd that loves Star Wars and Star Trek. He went to Columbia University to study business, which is why he's now working here.

You told him about your childhood, that you and your best friend, Yelena, moved to the city for school and ended up staying. You express your passion for social media marketing and, ultimately, how you ended up working for Barnes Co., thanks to Yelena's sister, Nat.

"How long have you been working here?" Bucky asks you.

"It's going to be my two year anniversary in a few months."

Bucky slowly nods, "Can't believe you've been here for two years and I've never seen you around."

You give him a shrug, "It's a big building. Lots of people work here. Besides, you work with the higher ups, so I doubt you'd even see me around."

You take this moment to look over him with the minimal lighting you have. He clearly makes a lot of money from what you can tell. His shoes and suit are obviously designer. Hugo Boss or Armani or something. His watch is definitely a Rolex and probably costs more than your entire life.

Bucky shakes his head, "I know, but I do try my best to get to know everyone who works here. The company is what it is because of everyone who works here, not just the CEO, CFOs, and executives."

"That's nice to hear, Bucky. I mean, I knew that this company really values its employees, but to hear someone close to the top say so, is really reassuring."

He shyly chuckles, "Well, uh, yeah, um," he clears his throat, "So, uh, you seeing anyone?" he winces at how unsmooth that came out.

But you chuckle, "Are you asking me out?"

"Me? No, no. Just, ya know, we talked about our childhood, our jobs, only topic we haven't hit is our love lives. Besides, it'll probably a little bit longer until we're rescued. They're working on getting the people on the first two floors out first." Bucky does his best to be as nonchalant as possible and you find it so adorable. You never expected a guy like him to be a little shy.

"Riiiight. Well, I've dated, been in a few relationships, but nobody's really stuck around for long. Kind of getting tired of the whole dating game, so haven't really put much thought into relationships lately. What about you?"

He nervously rubs the back of his neck, "I, uh, hate to say that I dated around a lot when I was younger. Not super proud of myself for that. But as I grew older, started wanting a more stable relationship. Was in one for a long time with a woman. Thought we were going to get married and everything, but then I found out she stuck around because of my growing wealth so-"

"Yikes."

"Yeah. Went back to dating and sleeping around and it got old again quicker than before. I guess I'm kind of like you, focusing on myself and work. Doing my best to just survive in the world."

You slowly nod, "Well, what a pair we make, huh? I mean, look at us," you gesture to yourself and him, "Stuck in an elevator, sharing our life stories, getting to know each other. Honestly, thought a situation like this would be so much worse, but I'm glad it was you that got stuck with me in this situation."

Bucky laughs, "Same here."

"Buck?" you hear a muffled voice from the other side of the elevator doors.

"Dad?!"

"Yeah, you guys okay in there?"

"We're okay!"

"Good! The fire department's here. They're getting you guys out. Just hang tight!"

"Not like we can go anywhere!" Bucky replies and you laugh. He grins at you as you wait for the doors to pry open.

______________________

The entire building was evacuated. Several people stayed back to make sure everyone was safe. Nat and Kate stayed in the lobby waiting for you to be rescued.

When you exited the stairs door, they rushed over to you.

"Holy shit, are you okay?!"

"Yeah. Me and Bucky just hung out that entire time," you gesture to the man who follows behind you.

Nat looks over your shoulder and her eyes widen, "You were stuck in the elevator with James Barnes?"

"James?" you turn to face Bucky as he approaches you, "I thought your name is Bucky."

He nervously clears his throat, "Uh, well, kinda. Technically, my name is James Buchanan Barnes, but those closest to me call me Bucky."

Your realization has your eyes widen and you take a step back, "You're George Barnes' son."

He sheepishly waves, "Hi."

"Well...that's...cool." You didn't know what to say, honestly. You're a little surprised by the reveal. You quickly go through the info that Bucky shared with you in the elevator shaft. He never mentioned his dad or anything that could hint at the position he holds. He deliberately held that info from you.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," Bucky says with a guilty expression on his face.

You shake your head, "No, it's-it's fine. I mean, I knew you worked a high position but didn't think...that high."

He snorts, "Yeah, um, I just hope you don't see me differently."

"Not at all. I met you as Bucky, the sci-fi nerd who sucks at flirting, so that's how I see you."

"Sucks at flirting? Yeesh, guess that's what happens when I haven't dated in a while."

You laugh, "Happens to the best of us."

"Son, you ready?" George Barnes approaches Bucky.

"Yeah," he nods to his dad and looks back at you, "See you around, Y/N."

"See ya," you give him a small wave and turn back to Kate and Nat. They look at you like you grew another head, "What?"

"The son of George Barnes, James Barnes, son of the CEO of Barnes Co., was flirting with you?!"

You scoff, "I wouldn't really say he was flirting with me. More like attempting to flirt. It doesn't matter. Not like he'd actually want to date someone like me," you shrug it off and pull on your raincoat, "Ready to go?"

_____________________

Everyone was working from home the following day to ensure that the building was safe to occupy when the power came back.

The weather is still poor but not as bad as the day before. Still, you decide to step outside, choosing a cafe to work from rather than your shared apartment with Yelena.

You’re answering emails while sipping on a warm beverage when you get a new message on Slack from James Barnes:

JB: You’re looking cozy over there in your corner.

You immediately look around and spot him on the opposite side of the cafe. When your eyes meet his, he gives a wave. He quickly gathers his things and you keep your eyes on him as he moves across the cafe to your table.

“May I join you?”

“If you’d like.”

He sits across from you and you lower your laptop screen, “Not gonna lie, kinda creepy that you did that, Barnes.”

He shyly shrugs, “I guess I really do need to brush up on my flirting hm?”

You giggle, “Yeah, I suppose you do.”

“Maybe I can practice with you?”

You give him a coy look, “I guess you can.”

[insanefemme]

Sometimes we all just need a bit of external validation

[cirilla-fiona-riannon]

The Beast Wants to Tempt the Little Rabbit (Matias vs Clavis)

Translations may not always capture the exact nuances or tone of the original text. Expect grammatical errors and inaccuracies. Not proofread.

Clavis: "Haha, found you. So this is where you work."

Emma: "Prince Clavis!?"

After completing my duty as a belle, I returned to my peaceful life, but then Clavis appeared out of nowhere, causing me to drop the book I was reading on the counter.

Clavis: "That reaction. You missed me that much, huh? Then feel free to leap into my arms."

Emma: "I'll pass. Anyway, who's that gentleman next to you?"

Standing right behind Clavis was a man I didn't recognize. Despite his rugged appearance and equally imposing presence as Clavis, he had an impeccable posture and charisma that naturally drew attention.

Matias: "Pardon me. I'm Matias Asbrink, a friend of Clavis. Nice to meet you."

Emma: "Nice to meet you. I'm Emma."

Matias: "Are you also a friend of Clavis?"

Emma: "Um, no, we're just acquaintances."

Clavis: "How can you say that? You and I have been through so much together."

Matias: "Is that so?"

Emma: "You're right. We experienced all sorts of things together. You convinced me to be your partner in crime for all your mischief-making and even dragged me all over the palace."

Matias: "I see."

Emma: "So, why are you here, Prince Clavis?"

Having endured countless misadventures thanks to Clavis during my time at the palace, I couldn't help but be cautious.

Clavis: "That's because I've appointed you as our tour guide!"

Emma: “Tour guide?”

(What's that supposed to mean?)

Clavis smiled and placed his hand on his friend’s shoulder.

Clavis: “You see, Matias here is the prince of Acroite, the land of snow and law.”

Emma: “Prince!?”

Clavis: “It’s only natural to entertain the honored guest, so I thought of organizing a Rhodolite tour.”

Clavis: “Emma, you’ve been living in this city since you were born.”

Clavis: “That means you know more about this place than I do.”

(Well, I might have a bit of confidence in that.)

Clavis: “Therefore, I’d like you to assist with the tour.”

Clavis: “And having a woman around like Matias would add to the charm, don’t you think?”

Matias: “She seems to be a bookstore clerk. Aren't we bothering her?”

(He seems surprisingly reasonable for someone who’s Clavis’s friend.)

I know firsthand that nothing good comes from being involved with Clavis, but if I refuse now, it might inconvenience Prince Matias.

(Yeah, there’s no way I can just ignore it.)

Emma: “Owner! Did you hear our conversation?”

The owner peeked out from the back of the shop.

Akatsuki: “No problem. Be careful out there.”

Emma: “Thank you very much.”

Clavis: "Haha, I knew you'd definitely help."

Matias: "I'm sorry if it feels like we're forcing you, but thank you, Miss Emma."

Emma: "No, it’s fine. I'll do my best to make you enjoy Rhodolite."

(I need to keep a close eye on Clavis to make sure he doesn't go off the rails.)

Most of the time, the words peace and safety escaped me when I was with Clavis.

Unfortunately, this time, too, it seemed to have already escaped me.

Emma: "Um, Prince Clavis."

Clavis: "What's up? Are you impressed by my thoroughness?"

Emma: "No, I was just wondering why there's a white horse here."

As we exited the bookstore, I saw a quiet and wise-looking white horse tethered nearby.

While it wouldn't be unusual for a means of transportation to be there, the fact that there was only one raised some questions.

(It doesn't look like they rode together.) 

Matias: "It's a magnificent horse. Is it a warhorse?"

(Prince Matias seems surprised as well.)

Clavis: "Yes, he's Chevalier's partner. But today, he's your companion, Matias."

Matias: "What do you mean?"

Clavis: "You'll be riding this horse to get around from now on."

Matias: "And what about you and Miss Emma?"

Clavis: "We have important tasks to attend to."

Flashing his brightest smile, he signaled to Cyril, and he reluctantly brought over two baskets.

Upon seeing what was inside, I tilted my head in confusion.

Emma: "Rose petals?"

Clavis: "Yup, you'll be in charge of the rose petals with me."

Emma: "Prince Clavis, what the hell are you planning?"

Clavis: "I'm glad you asked."

With a lively expression, Clavis took out a red sash worn by princes during ceremonies.

Noticing the unusually placed sash before me, I couldn't help but groan.

Emma: "I understand."

Emma: "Prince Matias, let's run away."

Matias: "Are you suggesting that we elope?"

Emma: “Elope?”

(Why are his eyes so serious?)

Clavis: "Haha! Hold on a second, Emma. You seem to be misunderstanding something."

Emma: “I'm not misunderstanding anything. I've seen through all your plans.”

Emma: "You're going to put that sash that says 'today's star of the show' on Prince Matias and have him march through the streets on horseback, aren't you?"

Clavis: "My goodness."

Clavis: "I knew you were brilliant, but I never expected you to be this perceptive!"

Emma: "Let's run, Prince Matias!"

Matias: "And then, we'll find an eternal paradise where no one else can enter."

Emma: "Prince Matias?"

Matias: "Ah, sorry. I was lost in thought."

(Did I hear him say something weird just now, or am I imagining things?)

Clavis: "Matias, here, take this."

Emma: "Ah!"

We were unable to escape in time; Clavis had already handed him the sash.

Matias: “Rhodolite has an unusual way of sightseeing.”

Clavis: “You’re a special guest, so you need to be welcomed not only by me and Emma but by the town citizens as well.”

(Yeah, it’s over.)

Clavis: "People, behold! Make way for our distinguished guest!"

In the end, there was no way a girl like me could stop Clavis, so I reluctantly scattered the petals and followed along as Matias, riding on a white horse, moved forward.

Woman: "What is Prince Clavis up to this time?"

Man: "He's a distinguished guest, apparently. I'm not quite sure what's happening, but maybe we should just go along with it?"

Being used to Clavis' antics, the people of Rhodolite quickly adapted to the situation.

Every time Matias passed by, people applauded and cheered. Before we knew it, we had become the center of attention.

Matias: "This also requires a strong spirit."

Emma: "Prince Matias, if it's uncomfortable for you, I can stop..."

Matias: "No, it's fine. If this is Rhodolite's way of welcoming guests, then so be it."

Matias: "By the 62nd precept of the Asbrink family motto, let us proceed."

(What's with that motto? "Accept the kindness of others," or something like that?)

Making up his mind, Prince Matias waved to the cheering crowd and made the surroundings even livelier.

Woman: "He's quite charming, isn't he?"

Woman: "Yeah. But goodness, his overwhelming charisma is almost suffocating."

(It looks like Prince Matias is especially popular among women.)

(Well, I can understand why. He's so handsome and has tremendous sex appeal.)

Woman: "If only Prince Clavis would stay silent and just be a feast for the eyes."

Woman: "Yeah, he's handsome, but only on the surface."

(Clavis is getting quite the remarks.)

Clavis: "Hm."

Clavis: "This is rather unsatisfactory."

Part 2 ╎ Matias End ╎ Epilogue

[its-time-to-write]

Here is another prompt

Accidental stalker is kind of what I'm going for :)

Maybe Jaime and Reader accidentally bump into each other one day and both think the other is "fit" but just keep walking. They however keep noticing each other at there favorite places like the park, bakery and maybe a few others. Finally after seeing each other for like the eighth time Reader angrily approaches Jaime asking if he's is a creep who is stalking her. Jamie is shocked by this cause he thought she might be following him around (Like as a fan) they have a good laugh and realize they have a lot in common then maybe go on a date

I honestly just love funny fics where everyone is just confused

I thought this gif was a funny one to put with this story. Hope you like it!!

chasing shadows in a grocery line

You take a deep breath, then exhale. Finally. It’s the weekend, which means you have two whole days to yourself; no plans with friends, no work, no nothing. It’s like heaven. You woke up late, took your time making breakfast, and cleaned up around your flat. There’s a load of laundry in the washing machine, and now you’re dressed and ready to go grocery shopping.

It really is all about the little things in life.

You’re feeling productive, perusing the vegetable aisle, considering what you want to purchase for your meals this week. You’re in deep thought about a particularly large avocado when someone bumps your shoulder.

“Sorry,” says a voice, “weren’t looking where I was going.”

You turn and are met with the clearest blue eyes you’ve ever seen in your life.

“Don’t worry about it,” you say, then force yourself to turn back to the avocado before it gets weird.

—

You decide to get the avocado, among other things, and now you’re headed to your favorite bakery. It’s small, but wonderful. You want to pick up a loaf of bread to go with dinner and to chat with the store owners. They’re an old couple named Helen and Max who have been running the bakery for years, and they’re a little bit like Richmond’s grandparents.

However despite their popularity, everyone seems to have their own time of the day they go to the bakery. You never see anyone you know there, but it’s where everyone gets their baked goods. You suppose everyone must go at the same time every week, which is why you always see the same three people shopping.

You reach to pull open the door right as someone pushes it open from inside.

“Sorry!” you say, “I didn’t see you there.” Your voice trails off a little bit at the end, because you’re staring into those same blue eyes from the grocery store.

He gives you a small smile and says, “Guess we’re even, then,” before holding the door open to let you through. You breeze through like you’re not completely flustered, and dare to take a quick glance back. 

He’s looking back too, and you quickly look away. You’re surprised you haven’t seen him here before, and make a mental note to ask about him. You’re not going to lie, he’s very good looking, and if anyone knows if he’s single, it’s going to be Helen. She knows everything about everyone.

—

It’s not until you’re walking back to your flat that you realize you forgot to ask Helen. She had pulled out photos of her newest grandbaby as soon as she saw you, so it completely slipped your mind. You’re lost in thought as a jogger goes running by you, and it takes a moment for you to register that it’s the same man from before. 

That’s a little weird, seeing him three times in one day. You don’t dwell on it too long, though, because you have Plans for the day that do not involve a fit, blue-eyed stranger.

—

Sunday means you get to sit in the park with a nice large book and a basket lunch, soaking up the rare sun and sounds of Richmond. 

You pause mid-chapter to listen to the world around you, the kids laughing, people chattering. You hear a voice near you say, “Oi, Keeley!” and you note that whoever it is, they say Keeley the same way grocery boy says sorry.

(You’ve taken to calling the stranger “grocery boy” in your mind. You figure it suits because that’s where you first bumped into him).

You half turn and find grocery boy looking at you, mouth half-open in surprise. He’s with a tiny blonde, you assume this must be Keeley, and a tall, very hairy, very grumpy-looking man. You give him a small wave, then turn back to your book.

You find yourself rereading the same sentence over a few times, way too lost in thought. What the hell is grocery boy doing here? You swear in all your weekend routines, you’ve never seen him before. He looks vaguely familiar, but that could be your mind playing tricks on you. You decide to call it a day and pack up your blanket, book, and food. 

It’s still a lovely day, so you decide to sit outside your flat. You have a few neighbors outside as well, and it feels like the perfect summer day. You’re leaning on your next-door neighbor’s gate and laughing at one of his outrageous stories about growing up in the late sixties, when you catch a glimpse of blonde walking by into the flat two down from yours. She’s accompanied by the grumpy man and… grocery boy?

You didn’t know she lived on your street. Her car is usually there when you leave for work and gone when you come back, so you’ve never actually seen who lives there.

Grocery boy looks at you and wrinkles his nose a little bit in confusion. You wrinkle yours right back.

This is getting really, really weird. 

You turn back to Mr. Davies, ready to hear his next story, but he’s just raising his eyebrows at you and grinning. You roll your eyes and grin back. He’s been trying to get you a date for the better part of the year, and you can only imagine what fuel this brief, meaningless interaction will add to his fire.

—

God, it’s Monday already. You make it through the entire workday so as you get into your car you decide, forget it, I’m going for kebabs. You don’t feel like cooking and there’s a place just up the street from your flat, so you’ll get something to take home.

You’re waiting for your order when the door jingles, signifying another customer. You half turn just from instinct, and immediately whip back around. 

Your heart is beating a little faster. This cannot be a coincidence. I mean really, what are the odd of you two running into each other so much? 

You try to take a calming breath, but it’s just a stutter.

It’s fine, you tell yourself, there are people around, it’s fine. 

You have a friend from uni who had a stalker once. He showed up everywhere, her favorite coffee spot, her job, her yoga class. One time he showed up outside her room so she called the police. Got a restraining order and everything. Turns out he had seen her once at the school library and decided he was in love with her. Now he’s not allowed within 150 metres of her.

Your name is called and you grab your order, purposefully not looking at grocery boy and trying not to think about the fact that he now knows your name. You’re out the door and walking as fast as you can without running. You’ve made it a good way up the street when you hear someone call your name and shout, “Oi!”

You walk a little faster, but not fast enough. Grocery boy has caught up to you. You suppose he’s so fast because he’s insanely fit.

You turn to him, gripping your bag of food tightly as if it could protect you.

“Why are you stalking me?” you ask fiercely.

This takes him by surprise. Whatever he was planning on saying has died on his lips as he digests this.

“Why am I… stalking you?” he repeats slowly.

You nod, hands clenched into fists. You mentally count how many people are around right now, just in case things go sideways. Who would have thought that cute, sweet grocery boy is actually insane?

“I’m not stalking ya, you’re the one following me!” he says. “What d’you want? An autograph? Tickets to the next match? A fuckin’ signed photo?”

Now you’re confused. “Why would I want a photo? You’re cute, sure, but like… that’s just crossing the line.”

He runs a hand through his hair, bewildered. You have the unfortunate observation that he looks incredibly attractive like that. 

Pull yourself together, you scold, he’s crazy, why are you attracted to him?

Your therapist is going to love unpacking that one.

“You mean.. you don’t know who I am.” He says it as a statement not a question.

“No..?” you reply. “Should I?”

“I’m Jamie Tartt,” he says. He’s met with a blank stare. “The footballer?” he continues. You shrug. “I play for AFC Richmond and I’m their fucking best scorer?”

“I don’t watch football,” you say. “Not really a sports kind of person.”

Jamie blows out a breath. “So you don’t know who I am.”

You shake your head.

“And you weren’t stalking me.”

You shake your head again, thinking about his fucking hot accent. You’re starting to piece together that he is, in fact, not crazy, so can you let yourself think he’s cute again.

“I thought you were following me,” you say, “because hello, most stalkers are men? And I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m a pretty good-looking girl, so it makes way more sense that you’d be the one following me.”

You want to kick yourself before the words are even out of your mouth. Where did that come from? God, you’re embarrassing yourself in front of this cute, apparently famous footballer. You suppose any chance of getting his number (like you fantasized on Saturday) is gone.

But Jamie is just looking at you differently now, probably because he has to recategorize you from a creep to… well, you don’t know what, but anything’s better than a stalker. 

You’re pretty sure you can’t be any more surprised tonight, but apparently you can, because the next words out of Jamie’s mouth are, “You’re really fit.”

You swear you’re getting whiplash from this conversation, and it must show on your face because Jamie just laughs.

“Noticed ya looking at that avocado, and might have bumped into you on purpose. Everything after that was just fucking weird though. Thought about asking for your number at the park, but I was with Roy and Keeley. Keeley’s too fucking involved in my life and Roy don’t care, but then, I dunno, it started to get weird.”

“You want my number?” you ask incredulously.

Jamie shrugs. “Seems like we’ve got a lot in common. Except football. Who doesn’t fucking watch football?”

You laugh. “I don’t know, I just never got into it!”

Jamie laughs with you. “Tell you what, you watch me play, and then tell me it’s fucking boring.”

Your laughter is dying down now, and you realize the sun is starting to go down. “I’d better get going,” you say. “It was nice to officially meet you.”

“Let me walk you,” Jamie says, “Goin’ to Keeley’s anyway.”

You smile and take his offered hand.

You suppose there are weirder ways to meet someone, and you’re not complaining.

[keen-li]

"Ahhh....help me"

You've just spent a night in your boyfriend's holiday house that he's sharing with his friends. You'd got in late from the airport when namjoon came to pick you up, so you didn't feel like touching.

But immediately in the morning before you even did anything else your man was on you. Sex for breakfast.

Namjoon left you to get ready for the morning and you cleaned yourself form the scent of sex. The huge shower was a pleasure to shower in and you couldn't take your eyes off the hickeys namjoon left on you as you look at yourself in the mirror while brushing your teeth. They're low so they won't show when you wear a vest but you won't be able to hide them when you wear a bikini and go swimming.

You're joining your boyfriend and his friends for the summer. You weren't for the idea at first seeing that you're the only female, and you didn't want to be a hinder or make his friends feel weird. But after they told you it's fine and your boyfriend reassured you on a facetime, you were for the idea. Immediately you packed your bags and left on the flight your boyfriend paid for.

You walk out of the house the summer sun hitting you were it blinds. You find his friends, jungkook, taehyung and yoongi on the porch seemingly watching something in the distance.

You greet them.

"Hi y/n. it's good to see you " They greet.

"It's nice to see you guys too" you rub your hands over the skin of your arms, of course nervous. You don't want to be a bother.

"And thanks for letting me join " you say sweetly.

"You don't have to thank us you're namjoon's girl, so we don't mind" yoongi says. "Plus he'd probably be depressed if you couldn't come. Cause before you got here all he did was speak about you." Yoongi continues and you blush at the information.

You knew namjoon missed you but you didn't know he'd spoken about you.

"You know y/n I missed you so much, you're the only funny one here" taehyung jokes as they glare at him. You chuckle at that and hum an appreciation.

"I'd hug you but namjoon would stab me" he continues.

"I'm sure he wouldn't mind" you say opening your arms so that taehyung could hug you, which he does. Nothing to dramatic.

And from a distant you can hear your boyfriend exclaim. "Taehyung don't touch her" you chuckle as he moves away from your hug.

"See?" He says and you all laugh.

You decide to turn your eyes to find the voice that just spoke. You didn't see namjoon immediately when you came out but now that you see him, he isn't that far away just like a hundred meters away.

You gasp when you see your boyfriend crouched down with a dog in between his thighs.

"A dog. What the fuck " you exclaims nervously and the boys standing next to you look at you confused by your reaction. You look terrified. They are about to ask what's wrong when you hear namjoon shout.

"Don't worry baby he doesn't bite" like he'll know, you scoff. He looks twice your size, that's an exaggeration but that's how it feels. Namjoon knows you're scared of dogs and didn't tell you there was one here. You never saw him yesterday assuming he must've been sleeping in his owners room, cause you both arrived when everyone was asleep.

When the dog sees who namjoon is speaking to he forces himself out of namjoon's grip and he comes running to you. He's probably just excited to see someone new, he's not a biter and everyone knows that except you.

The dog runs to you and like he's owner knows it he turns to warn you but your already far gone.

"Y/N DONT RUN. HE THINKS ITS FUN TO CHASE PEOPLE " jungkook yells but your legs move before your brain as you sprint along the sand like it's a track.

"He's not dangerous babe don't run" namjoon yells after, and watches as bam sprints behind you like it's a game of catch.

"She's quite fast" yoongi laughs and they all watch you run and scream. Jungkook tries call for bam but the canine is too far interested in you.

"Ahhhhh..... someone help me" you scream and taehyung slaps jungkook's arm so he can do something.

"Help her" taehyung says. You're running in circles when you catch a glimpse of namjoon and jungkook running after you like it's bay watch. They can barely catch up to the two of you, you and bam's speed to fast for them. They are so chill about it cause they know bam won't do anything to you apart from licking, jumping and sniffing you. He's just excited.

Soon enough you and bam's escapade is brought to an when your ankle bends and you fall. You groan loudly when you hit the sand and the canine is soon sniffing you and licking your face.

"No boy, stop it" you say but bam doesn't seem to understand, too excited that he caught his prize.

"Bam come here" you hear jungkook command and the dog finally leaves you. You feel namjoon's shadow cover you as he crouches down and eyes a tired you.

"Are you okay baby" You can only shake your head. "My ankle hurts" you say pointing to your ankle. No one knew how you fell but they just saw you going down. It did hurt but its not something that's going to hinder your holiday.

"Your ankle?" You nod when your boyfriend asks cutely.

"Awww baby... let's get you some ice" namjoon coos and he carries you bridal style, nothing hard for him.

You're a little embarrassed when you pass by the guys as you cuddle into namjoon's neck. You're very much embarrassed. Especially when you hear them mumble apologises and hear yoongi laugh namjoon gives him a death glare which shuts him up.

You're now sat on the couch with your injured leg on namjoon's lap.

You shake your head when he asks you if it hurts, the ice preventing swelling.

"Just a little but it won't hinder my time here" you inform him and he hums acknowledging.

He runs he's other hand up and down your thigh comfortingly.

"Can't believe this is how I start my morning " you scoff "getting chased by a dog" you shake your head at yourself and namjoon laughs and you smack the bare skin on his bicep.

"It's your fault even" you whine.

"You knew my friend had a dog"

"But I didn't know it was here" you complain.

"Okay that's my fault. But I told you he doesn't bite" you shake your head.

"That's not guaranteed joonie " he knows you aren't seriously mad at him when you call him like that.

"I'm sorry baby it's my fault. I'll make it up to you" he smiles reassuringly at you. And you smile.

"You didn't tell me you were a track star babe" he jokes laughing and you forget your ankle is injured and you kick him immediately regretting it. "Careful"

After setting your leg down you speak "actually did a little track back in school. Haven't been practicing but today was a good start " you both chuckle.

"Well this leg better heal quick" you think there's a hidden sexual innuendo but the look in his face tells you otherwise. You farrow your eyebrows.

"Why?" You question.

"You have to meet yeontan" he says and you widen your eyes.

"THERE'S ANOTHER ONE" you exclaim surprised.

"Don't worry he doesn't bite too" namjoon can't help but laugh at you.

You scoff as you lay back sighing once your body is layed down.

"I'm done with this doggy drama. This isn't the doggy drama I wanted"

[nanaminokanojo]

ACCIDENTALLY IN LOVE | part 18

-meet cute? a cheesy musical number? forget it! love makes itself known to you through a minor car accident, a broken arm, and a treacherously charming temporary chauffeur

CHARACTERS: sukuna x you/reader | jjk characters

GENRE: full-length smau + prose | bad boy x good girl | college au | a lot of firsts | aged-up characters | strangers to lovers | smut | fluff | angst | ooc depictions - soft sukuna ftw

TW/CW: strong/mature language | adult content so mdni on some parts | mentions of alcohol and/or smoking | mentions of injury, promiscuity and bullying | pet names because they're cute with 2D men | toxic behavior | will add more if something arises

MASTERLIST | CHAPTER INDEX

<<prev part 18 next>>

A/N: This contains prose and panels in between. Same for Part 19. This part is just too long to put on screenshots.

If looks could kill, Haibara Yu will be on the kitchen floor in a pool of his own blood with the way Sukuna was looking at him like he was going to pop a vein on his forehead. It was almost comical since he was holding onto a bottle of strawberry milk and looked like he was about to squeeze it broken with how tight his fists were.

“Man, she seems different from the stories is all I'm saying.”

Sukuna eyed him enquiringly, a menacing hint to it as he breathed out slowly. As far as he was concerned, he never heard any bad rumor about you. “What stories?” He noted the defensive note in his tone, his protective side coming out.

“You heard me.” Yu lifted his shoulders slightly to express uncertainty. “She gets invited to all the parties but she declines all of them and everyone thinks she’s a two-faced snob. And I also heard someone claiming that she said she doesn't mix with commoners.”

It explained why Sukuna has never seen you in any of the parties he has been in. He only knew you from school, and if he did see you at any party, he wouldn’t have passed up the opportunity to approach you at least once. He knew himself, and he appreciated beauty. But maybe that was for the better because then, you probably wouldn’t have liked to be in the same breathing space as him with the way he acts in those gatherings.

His facial muscles suddenly rearranged into a scowl, causing the other male to back away. “Who said that?” he hissed. He couldn’t accept what he was hearing. At the same time, he doesn’t understand where the irritation was coming from. He just can’t take it hearing the slander being thrown at you. You didn’t deserve it at all.

“Do those people even realize how busy she is?”

“Dude, I just heard that.”

“I know, but she’s the real deal. Don’t go listening to what those pricks at school are saying. She’s the kindest person I’ve ever known. She’s so nice to me. Me!”

“Figures,” Yu said slowly, smirking.

“Go talk to her. Get to know her. You’ll get the proof you want,” Sukuna challenged but Yu shook his head. “If she’s being nice to evil little Ryomen, then that’s proof enough.”

"You wanna die?"

"Man, I believe you! Geez!"

Sukuna still shot Yu a dirty look as he walked back to the living room, unable to wrap his head around the fact that there were actually people who disliked you. It made him sick.

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[writer12]

hellooo i saw your requests are open and wanna request a klahadore x gardener fem reader pls ><

like kaya notices that the flowers in the garden have been wilting and asks the one of the staff to hire a gardener and forgot to tell klahadore of their arrival. (the reader smelles like catnip as the have cats at home, ohno i wonder what'll happen wink wink)

sorry for the long text, have a good day ^^

Thank you very much for writing your request and I am glad to fulfill your request!

Gardener and Butler

Once Klahadore heard one interesting saying from one of the pirates: “Don’t leave the house unattended, otherwise pests will appear in the house.” At first he ignored it as just more unnecessary nonsense, but he realized that this nonsense was true.

As soon as the butler left the estate for just a few minutes to go shopping and leave Kaya with the other servants, when he comes back with the purchases he sees a stranger. It was you, the woman who was trimming the flower bushes in front of the estate with garden shears and giggling at another story that Kaya was telling you, sitting on a small outdoor chair and drinking tea.

Not only was your appearance not part of his plan, but this terrible smell emanated from you. Catnip, to be precise. Klahadore could not deny that to some extent this smell was soothing, but he could not show weakness in front of the mistress and the rest of the servants, so he covered his nose and mouth with a handkerchief, trying not to sigh too often so as not to smell the smell from you.

In this state, the butler approaches the two of you and Kaya turns her gaze to him.

"Oh, Klahadore, you're back! How was your walk around the city?" the girl asked, but Klahadore ignored her question and looked at you askance.

"…Excuse me, but who is this?" asked the butler.

Kaya was about to answer, but you walked up to the two of them and wiped the sweat from your face with your gloved hands.

"I'm (Y/n), the new gardener. Nice to meet you, sir." You said and extended your hand to him which caused the smell of catnip to become closer to him and he pressed the handkerchief closer to his nose.

He nodded and looked at the gardener with a frown. "…Is it you who gives off that terrible smell?"

She raised an eyebrow and smiled at her hand. "…Ah, it's catnip, I have a couple of cats at home. Will this somehow stop me from working in Lady Kaya's garden, sir?"

He shook his head and turned away. “This may interfere with someone else…” he muttered under his breath, “…Sorry, but I need to leave to put away my shopping. See you later.” he said and walked towards the estate.

Kaya quickly apologized to her for being unusual for Klahadore, to which the gardener simply giggled with a smile and said that it was not her fault. But both of you definitely didn’t realize that this grumpy butler was watching you from the windows of the estate…

…Klahadore almost immediately decided to remove this 'horrible' smell from her clothes and body so that it could not distract him so much. The first way was to wash yourself. He knew for sure that she was leaving a pair of clean changes of clothes at the estate, because work in the garden can be dirty, and after checking to see if there was a smell of catnip on the change of clothes, he sent the gardener to wash herself in the bath. Through some persuasion, the butler was finally able to drag (Y/n) into the bathtub and forced her to wash while he took her clothes. He could hear the rustle of water from the bathroom while he rolled up his sleeves and washed her shirt. Klahadore could not allow other servants to clean her clothes, then even more people would know about his weakness.

But no matter how hard he tried, he could still smell the catnip on her clothes. He frowned in irritation and brought his shirt to his nose. No matter how hard the butler tried to deny it, the smell was soothing and even she, the owner of the clothes, was not as annoying as he thought when they first met.

Sniffing the scent of her shirt again, a faint hint of a smile appeared on his face. He himself was surprised that such a serious person like him would instantly weaken because of the smell of catnip on some girl’s clothes!

Klahadore would have continued his secret work if he had not heard footsteps from the bathroom and began to wash his shirt again. The owner of the shirt entered the room dressed in a robe, which was kindly provided to her, and approached him. "So, how's my shirt? Did you get rid of that 'nasty' smell?"

Klahadore nodded and adjusted his glasses. "It's going well so far, but there's still a smell." he said and after a second covered his nose with a handkerchief. Despite a bath full of shampoo and body wash, the smell of catnip lingered on her.(Y/n) raised an eyebrow with a smile. “What? Is my smell really so good that soap and water can’t wash it off?”The butler just frowned. "...Shut up, gardener."...

...Since bathing and washing did not help her, she had to find another way and it turned out to be perfume. Especially for this, Klahadore ordered a perfume with a very strong scent that would definitely overpower the smell of catnip.

One day, while you were working in the garden, the butler came up behind her and coughed into his fist, attracting her attention."Oh, Klahadore! What brings you today? Another wonderful bath with a wonderful aroma for me?" She said raising her eyebrow with a smile.

He shook his head and took out the perfume from behind his back. “Just don’t think that this is a gift, this is just a necessary measure to improve your work.”

The gardener smiled with a slight blush and took the perfume. "...Heh, flowers? Very ironic."

Klahadore rolled his eyes with a hint of a slight smile and adjusted his glasses. "Try this perfume and keep working, I'll check on you in a few hours." said the butler and left the garden.

A few hours later, he came to the garden as promised. But approaching her from behind while she was watering the flowers, the butler was shocked because the smell of catnip was still on her. But during the day, Klahadore was so tired that he no longer had the strength to be angry at it and simply approached her closely from behind. He gave her a small hug and nuzzled her hair where the smell was strongest. The gardener raised an eyebrow with a smirk and continued watering the flowers. "…Just admit it, butler, you're in love with me."

He frowned just slightly and hugged her a little tighter. "Don't you dare make anything up."

She shrugged. “I’m not making this up. That bath and washing clothes you did for me, buying expensive beautiful perfume and now what you’re doing. Should I continue?”

He frowned and buried his nose in her hair. "…Shut up, gardener."

She chuckled with a smile and continued watering the flowers. "As you say, butler."

[saltygilmores]

Thoughts While Watching Gilmore Girls, 3x9, A Deep Fried Korean Thanksgiving, Part IV

I just realized the winter carnival episode is next and tbh I'm pretty stoked about that one.

Ugh, someone left Gilmores on my front porch. Fetch me my broom. Shoo! Shoo! At Thanksgiving number one, we find out Lane is spinning yet another tangled web of lies to ensnare Soggy Rygalski (my new pet name for him, don't ask). Mrs Kim thinks Soggy is actually in a Christian band that Lane discovered through church and not a sinful rock band. Mrs Kim serves Tofurky and I feel as if our little vegetarian diner rat would have enjoyed that.

Welcome back, Soggy.

Dang. When Rory sees how people like her mother and Luke and Mrs Kim treat their employees, it's no wonder she doesn't want to get a job! Bad dum tssssh. Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all night.

Why did I remember that scene as being a lot longer than it was? It lasted less than three minutes. Weird!

Onward, from Soggy to Sookie.

"According to the National Fire Protection Association: deep fryer fires cause an average of 5 deaths, 60 injuries and more than $15 million in property damage each year. Deep-frying turkeys has become increasingly popular, but the new tradition is a recipe for holiday tragedy."

Men, eh? One minute they're lying about turkey preparation and the next they're lying about having a vasectomy.

Rory looking gravely concerned or lost in thought as usual. Thinking deep thoughts about frying. Asked Sookie not once but twice "What do you use the oil for"?

Granny creakily rising from her lawn chair to join the hordes of Jackson's screaming white trash relatives has to be one of my favorite bits in this episode (maybe the season?) so far.

Gather round, white trash young and old. Your king has arrived.

THE FACES!

This whole scene is top notch. I tip my hat to you, Miss AmyShermanPalladino. After departing the white trash jubilee, it's time to circle back to Lukes. I know small business owners are hard working people who don't always have the luxury of shutting down and taking a break, but do you think he ever closes the diner? For anything? Christmas Day? Yeah, I'm sure ya'll can name a few times on the show where he closes up shop (would actually be interested to hear what they were). It wouldn't matter. He'd try to close on Christmas Day and the Gilmores would show up anyway and demand to be served instead of drinking eggnog in their own home. For Christmas, Lorelai should buy Luke a massage. (A LEGITIMATE MASSAGE. You filthy readers).

Mommy Daddy please stop fighting

*smashes Jess and Rory together like I'm 9 years old forcing two Barbie dolls to make out*

Alarming to see Lorelai treat Jess this nicely because I worry she may be ill. Or possibly delirious from hunger (she didn't eat at Sookie's or Lane's, she threw out Mrs Kim's tofurky and just gawked at Sookie's house). It looks like Luke was nice enough to give Jess the day off, but Walmart (and its Hunger Games-style Black Friday festivities) may still be calling. Is this the first real, hot, home made, lovingly prepared holiday meal anyone had ever served him in his entire life? (I'll give partial credit to The Bracebridge Dinner). No street wieners for Jess Mariano this Thanksgiving! Jess says he's starving, but Luke told him not to eat until the Gilmores arrived first. That's some grade a bullshit.

All he wants this Thanksgiving is for his fellow white people to Check Their Privilege. Good luck with that, Lucas.

Serving lewks. Luke has just served the table four heaping plates of hot food and upon hearing that the Gilmores will be trotting off to the McMansion next, presumably to eat way fancier, he says they can just throw everything the fuck out and drink soda if they want. Kay... Jess: Please, Uncle Lucas, don't take away my hot meal. I'm ever so hungry.

A screen shot of Milo eating makes a great gift or any holiday or special occasion.

How DARE you Lucas. You are not going to make my poor tired boy serve coffee to the Gilmores on Thanksgiving Day! Lorelai's your ball and chain, you do it.

Yeah, what a pity that not everyone can kiss like Dean.

"You and Jess are a couple of chickens pecking each other." Yooo, it's about time you pick a lane, Lorelai. You're confusing the poor girl. The last time an adult got wind that Jess and Rory were about to peck like chickens The Incredible HulkLuke smashed down the door and put those two chickens out to pasture. Rory: Mind your own business. Lorelai:???????? I assure you she does not know the meaning of the phrase. R: I'm not good with public displays. L: You didn't have that problem with Dean Me: Trying fruitlessly to remember any scene where Dean and Rory passionately made out in public or showed any sort of affection with each other anywhere that Lorelai could see it R: I don't know how this first second boyfriend thing is supposed to go. L: Well he's your first second boyfriend so give it time. R: The whole town got used to me with Dean. L: It'll get easier, you'll have hundreds of men. Well maybe not hundreds. A couple. Three more. Dean again, Logan, then Logan again. L:They'll adjust to seeing with you Jess! R: What do I do about Dean? L: Well he'll move on too. All this sensible advice coming from Lorelai? It is truly the Thanksgiving of Miracles.

God bless you, Babette. God bless you.

The next scene, a Friday (Thursday) Night Gilmores Showdown at the McMansion goes on for around 8 minutes which is going to feel like more than an hour in Salty Time. I'm going to wilt.

[mariikado]

Good Omens 2 and mistaken identity. Part 2.

And don't show this to Neil! And don't ask him about it!

Carefully! There may be spoilers here.

Part 1.

If you've mastered the first part, here's the second.

Aziraphale returns from Edinburgh, and the same Crowley who caused the downpour carries his wilted flowers out of the bookshop. I still dare to suggest that Crowley here is actually Furfur. I also have questions for Aziraphale himself. The history of 1941 set the heroes in their own way, and this is how they look today. So who exactly is holding a meeting where everyone is acting a little strange?

Before the ball, in Nina's coffee shop, you can hear Queen "I'm Going Slightly Mad", and Nina herself notices that she is going crazy. And judging by the photo, the script for this series was written by Jane Austen.

I have already ventured to suggest that Shax is Jane Austen. But I also dared to guess that Shax is Gabriel. What kind of meeting is this and what is really going on there?

We will find out this in season 3, now we can only guess. Either way, Jim looks divine, as divine as can be. Could this be a messianic holiday? War between heaven and hell? Maybe Shax's arrival is an attempt to return the bookstore to its real owner? I have many options, this is “The Ball”.

And before the ball there was also an interesting dialogue.

This is a game with the meaning of a word. If this Crowley is actually Furfur, Furfur could also be Azazel, then who is Gabriel/Jim?

Crowley is in love with him and at the same time afraid of his punishment. Could this be a clue for us? If he is afraid of punishment, then Gabriel/Jim is Raphael who punished Azazel. But when it comes to falling in love, it's a question. It all depends on who conquered Furfur: Crowley or Aziraphale? And this could be another case of mistaken identity. We don't know what Jim really looks like, and we don't know what kind of soul sits inside this character.

I want to start with the secret celestial files. Watch Metatron move from one place to another. But what if Metatron was always in the same place? Or rather, what if Gabriel had stayed where he was? Perhaps Metatron was not present during this conversation?

There is no God in the second season either. Where is God? Where is Jesus? Did you find them? I think I've found them. Watch attentively. They seem to exist, but they don't seem to exist.

So, I come to the conclusion that it was not Metatron who brought the coffee in episode 6. I don't know where Metatron is, but the one who came with the coffee is the shadowy figure in this story.

What if Gabriel really was sent to Hell and then came back to take revenge and take over Heaven? But here’s another question: who instead of Gabriel himself? After all, someone left heaven with a box and headed straight to the bookstore. Look here.

Hell of a poster with Gabriel. There, at the very bottom, in small print, there are distinctive features that you need to pay attention to. Bee wear, huh? So who is actually depicted on the poster? And I won't even talk about the fact that he has the strength of God.

Who actually walked into a bookstore with a box of something that could help them avoid a terrible fate (Queen "You're My Best Friend" was playing in the coffee shop)? Who came to the bookstore because it was necessary? Who confessed their love to Aziraphale right in the first episode?

But here another question arises: to whom did Jim confess his love?

Look how he stretches out his arms. He thinks he's doing everything right, he doesn't understand what's wrong. Apparently he was also a little mistaken in defining the character. Who did you confess your love to, Jim? This is also an interesting question.

Think about Jim reading the first line of Good Omens, saying he likes it, and getting very thoughtful, as if he's remembering something. It’s as if he remembers this very beginning, that very nice day.

And I really think it's Crowley, but there's a problem there too. What if in the scene with Job it was not Crowley, but Furfur. As a result, the characters change again. How many times can this happen? Three? And the last time will be without galoshes (read special spoilers).

Also pay attention to this. Gabriel gains memories, looks at everyone around him, recognizes everyone, but Gabriel does not notice Crowley at all. Would it be a big paradox if Gabriel noticed Crowley? Either way, whoever Crowley and Gabriel actually are at the end of episode six, I think they're the same character.

I also have Nina listening to Queen in her coffee shop, Maggie crying at the mention of "Everyday", Beelzebub having a crush on Gabriel/Jim, and Muriel acting like Aziraphale (Both are great at drawing).

And also these lamps.

Please note that in the second season, time may have been mixed up and the same characters, collected from different points in time, may have ended up in the same place at the same time. Play with them, it's very exciting. And with all this, if Aziraphale and Crowley were not themselves to begin with (as, for example, at the end of the first season), then the matter becomes even more interesting.

Look for evidence in Neil's special spoilers and Prime posts. I'm sure they are there. Collect them all and analyze them. And also think about the fact that all the parallels may not be parallels, but one straight line.

[gadriezmannsgirl]

It's Our Thing - P.G

Hope you like it, guys! It's a bit long but it's really cute.

Please, remember English it's not my first language! So, sorry if there's any misspell

When you first met Gavi, it wasn't in the best of terms. Your best friend, Andrea, was and still is a huge fan of the Barcelona team, meanwhile you, you did knew a bit of your rookies, about football and stuffs because of your two older brothers, you learned to like the game and understand every single thing of it. You just never really went all in into it and never really looked for a favorite team, to cheer on and suport.

So, when she announced herself at your parents, saying she got you a number 6 Gavi jersey and showed you a pair of tickets for Barcelona vs. Cádiz, in LaLiga, you didn't complain.

You didn't complain about the tickets but you left in her hands the Barcelona jersey, sitting once more in the couch, in your previous position.

"C'mon, Y/N/N" She whined "This is the cute guy I was talking you about. I truly think you'd like him"

"And why would I like him if he doesn't know me?"

"C'mon, don't be that way. Just because Louis Tomlinson had a kid without you doesn't mean, you can't have it with Ga-OUCH!"

"That fucking hurt, you know?" You said pointing a finger at her after throwing her one of the cushions next to you

"Sorry" She sat down next to you "He's our age and he even shares the same birthday date as you"

"That's nice to hear. A lot of people was, is and will be born in August 5th, you know?" You said going back to your phone "I accept the invitation, I'll never turn down a good match but I won't be using anyone's name on my back but mine. So... Unless you've a Y/LN jersey, I'm going in normal clothes"

She sighed throwing her head back "Fine" She agreeded "But we are so cheering for Barcelona"

And that was it.

The day of the match came in and you girls were at Camp Nou, looking for your seats. Andrea had gotten the best seats, nearly close the pitch, being separated only by the bench and the guards, from where you girls where you could hear everything the players, directors and coaches could yell at perfection.

It was great.

After a little while, a selling guy passed and you bought some mango juice while your friend had a Coca-Cola and asked for a few snacks to have while the game was on.

Right now, the players were warming up for the match

"Is it possible for someone to look so good as Eric García is looking?" You laughed while taking your drink to your lips to have a sip of it

"You're crazy for that man, aren't you?"

"¡CUIDADO!"

Someone in the pitch, had yelled out, before you felt a strong hit at your jaw and hand, causing the drink you were having to spill all over you and the straw go up to your nose

"¡Maldición!" You yelled out while your friend quickly hurried up and gave you some napkins for your bleeding nose

"¡Ay díos mío!" You could hear people gasping and being worried about you.

The blood wasn't going easy

"Somebody help, please" Your friend yelled panicked

"Put your head up!" You heard someone in the back say and you did what you were told

"Oye, lo siento muchísimo" You heard a male voice say but couldn't quite recognize the owner of the voice

"Let's take her to the dressing rooms and have her checked out"

You, along with the help of your friend where scorted to the dressing rooms, even tho, you didn't feel anything besides the straw still on your nose even tho it wasn't there anymore and the hardcore pain, you didn't even know how were you walking around the insides of the Camp Nou

"Here" You heard someone say and Andrea made you sit down. And the doctor started to check your nose and do his job.

Some minutes later, you don't know how many, the players came in. The blood had stopped and you had a napkin on top of your nose

"How's she?"

"She'll be fine" The doctor said and explained a few things, for you, for your friend and for the guys who were worried.

"I'm so sorry" A brunette with big brown eyes said instantly "I was the one who hit you"

"Nice kick, bud" That's all you said before groaning a bit

"I'm truly sorry. I'm Pablo Gavi" You stared at his hand for a bit before handing him yours

"Y/N Y/L/N" You said simply.

"How can I make it up to you?"

"Practice at home your shoot" You said making the entire team laugh a little

"No. I mean, really, how can I make it up to you? I feel so bad" You shake your head a bit before hissing

"Just win. And that'll be it" You said trying to pull out the bloody napkin out of your nose "Can we go and see the game?" You asked lightly

"Of course" He said quickly nodding "Do you maybe want to watch it with the rest of the players in the bench?"

And that was the start of how Pablo got into your life.

The cheeky bastard, knowing your name, searched your Insta and slided into your DM's, soon developing a friendship and after a three months of friendship, he asked you out on a date.

August, 5 came in; and Pablo didn't quite knew that it was also your birthday, so when he invited you at his house to celebrate with his teammates and some of his friends of La Masía and his family; you asked if your best friend could come with you. Of course he said yes and off you went.

You didn't wanted to make a big thing for your birthday, you've already celebrated it with your friends at Uni, your fam did a little cake for you and they already (Even with your protest) gave you some presents.

"THE BIRHTDAY GIRL IS HERE ALREADY!" Your best friend shouted when you came into view and you quickly shushed her up

"Birthday girl?" Pedri asked

"No" "Yes"

You both looked at each other "It's Y/N's birthday"

"Lies"

"Is it your birthday?" Pablo asked in surprise

You sighed and nodded "It is"

"Why didn't you tell me that?! THIS IS AMAZING!" He said hugging you and giving you a cute kiss on your lips "¡Feliz cumpleaños, mi amor!"

And the wave of congratulations started to sorround you. Belén, Pablo's mother even went ahead and bought another cake just for you. And when the candles were blew out, Pablo turned to give you a kiss on your cheek and hug you tightly

"August 5th is our thing now, love"

Years passed by, six to be exact when he got down on one knee and proposed to you. On August 5th.

And now, two years later, already married and with two newborn babies. Natalia Alexia and Nicolás Martín Páez Y/L/N.

"They are so beautiful" Pablo said while having Natalia in his arms while you had Nicolás "She looks just like you"

"And he, like you" You replied "I never imagined falling in love with a football player, y'know?" You laughed "Andrea from the beggining told me that she thought you were fit for me. And you are" You giggled

Pablo with a smile on his face, walking over to you and leaning over to kiss your lips sweetly.

"And you are. You are fit for me, just like how I am fit for you" You smiled at him and kissed him once more "You look beautiful, señora Gavira" You laughed

"I look like I just gave birth to twins"

"Extremely sexy, may I add"

You shaked your head smiling and when you turned your head to watch the hour, it hit you.

04:29am

"Cariño" You said with a smile on. August, 5th "Happy birthday"

Pablo smiled looking at the clock as well "Happy birthday to you too, mi reina" He kissed you once more "Te amo"

Three hours ago you had given birth. On August, 5th.

"I love you too" You both smiled at each other before, Natalia moved in Pablo's arms making him look down at her "You know..." Pablo lifted his head from our baby girl "August, 5th is really our thing"

Pablo smiled and nodded "It really is our thing"

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@gaviypedrisbride

[miraclesabound]

All of This is Temporary

Summary: What should have been Mikey and Reader's special night goes sideways, and unfortunately, it never gets fixed.

Pairing: Mikey Berzatto x F!Reader, pre-relationship

Notes: This idea of Mikey and his friend getting thrown out of some VIP event came to me in a dream (and the music cue as well). A surprise cameo from one of my other favorite characters from a different show, because he showed up in the dream too. Also on AO3.

Warnings: Spoilers for The Bear, canon-typical language, classism, unrequited (?) love, addiction themes, tragic ending (mention of Mikey's suicide)

Tags: @pettyprocrastination, @cinewhore, @phoenixhalliwell, @nolita-fairytale

NOVEMBER 2021

The movie that Mikey won tickets for is at Doc Films , and given the place's history, you and Mikey are almost more dressed for an opera than a movie. He's done out in an old but clean tux, bow tie and cummerbund included - and you bought yourself a silver dress with matching clutch. You may not be a couple, but you take internal satisfaction in knowing how good you two look together right now.

The main thing that's important to you is that, at least from what you can tell, Mikey is fully sober this evening. You know you're not his keeper, but you feel some pride on his behalf - whatever he's strugging with, he's made the effort for you tonight, and that warms your heart.

However, that warmth sours in your stomach when you actually get to the theater. When you and Mikey walk in, it's clear that this is a much smaller event than you thought - and that you and Mikey are WILDLY overdressed. Of the maybe twenty total people there, the only other person dressed formally is a gruff-looking man whose hair is almost as dark as Mikey's is. In his case, he's wearing a strikingly modern all-black suit.

Mikey smiles when he sees the other man and gives him a hearty handshake. "Roy fuckin' Kent! What brings ya this way?"

Roy shrugs, but he accepts Mikey's handshake just the same. "Mikey Berzatto, ya old dog - just takin' some travel time - Coach Lasso fuckin' insisted... And who's this, then?"

Mikey introduces you, explaining that Roy had visited The Beef by accident a few years back during an exhibition tour in the States. "You better come in for a couple sandwiches tomorrow for lunch, ya hear me?" he tells Roy. "Won't take no for an answer!"

"Wouldn't miss it," Roy says. You and Mikey take your seats on Roy's other side.

A woman a few seats away chimes in with: "Oh, you two look so nice - is that your tux?" You don't care for the look of her - she comes across like someone trying to draw Mikey's sister Natalie from a mirror image only.

You want to believe that she's just being nice, but something about her tone is venomous, and Mikey must feel the same way. His response is icy. " 'Course it's mine, why wouldn't it be?"

"You're Michael Berzatto, right?"

"Yeah?"

"My cousins love your shop - I guess I'm just wondering why a sandwich shop owner would need to buy a tux instead of renting one; that's all."

If you didn't know better, you'd think she was trying to call you and Mikey tacky. Apparently Roy feels the same way, because he leans over towards her and says, "Oi, Pam, knock it off, yeah? Movie's startin'."

"Pam..." you think to yourself. "Why does that name sound familiar?" The lights turn off, and you smile to yourself when you hear a familiar musical sting playing for the movie intro.

"Don't call me by my name...all of this is temporary..."

You know this song very well, and you can't help but hum along. To your pleasant surprise, you swear that Roy is humming too. Who knew such a brash guy liked Halsey? Neither of you notice Mikey staring at you like you hung the moon and stars.

Suddenly the lights come up, and that woman who looks like Natalie's evil twin is standing in front of you, a sickening smile on her face. "Miss, you're going to have to leave," she tells you. "This is an exclusive event, and you're causing a disturbance."

Roy, God bless the man, speaks up for you - and thank goodness, because you feel like you're going to vaporize from embarrassment. "Pam, it's nothin', I was humming too."

"You're a VIP, Roy, and she isn't. It's my movie, and if I want her and her ridiculous disco ball of a dress out of here, that's my prerogative." Shit, you realize. This is Pam Stratford, the writer that Mikey enjoys so much. No wonder he was excited to get these tickets...

Mikey pulls you into his side - almost as if he expects Pam to take a swing at you. "Listen, I've always liked your work, but you don't get to talk to my g- - my friend like that - we got our tickets fair and square."

You can see that flash in Mikey's eyes that means either a bender or a fight is coming, and you don't want to see him arrested. Pam seems like the type to call the police in faster than they're needed. Pushing lightly against his chest, you say "Bear, it's ok, I'll just go..."

"Then I'm leavin' too," he says. "Roy, I'll catch ya tomorrow - Pam? You can go fuck yourself for bein' a snobby bitch." The silence is deafening as you two leave the theater, but the outraged look on Pam's face is almost worth it.

You shudder as you step out into the night air, even with Mikey holding you and blasting like a furnace. "It's cold - take me home?"

"Yeah, let's get you back before you freeze."

--

The train ride back to your neighborhood is quiet, and it's not until the two of you are walking up to your stoop that Mikey says, "Pam was wrong - you look gorgeous in that dress, and that's God's honest truth."

You smile at him. "You clean up pretty well yourself."

"Do we...wanna try this again some other time?" he asks, holding your purse for you as you dig out your keys. "Maybe not a movie, but some other excuse to dress up?"

"I'd like that, Bear," you agree. "Let's aim for after Christmas - I know how nutty things get for you during December."

"Then it's a date?" Mikey asks. He doesn't mean to put you on the spot, but if you don't feel the same way he does, he'd rather know now.

Your smile grows even wider. "It's a date - we'll nail down details after New Years." With a sudden burst of bravery, you hug him tight and kiss his cheek. "G'night, my bear."

--

Unfortunately, the holidays madness makes Mikey spiral in a bad way, and he never texts you back about the date. In fact, you don't realize as you turn to open your door that this will be the last time you see him alive.

[platonicphoenix]

Aero's Lore (Partyrockers oc au)

Aero, the guitarist and the silent seeker of her band: the Partyrockers, she was one of the only members without a party-based alt mode.

(this is kind of older writing so sorry if it's lowkey dookie water. content includes violence, some swearing, and Overlord- He's his own trigger warning. This is mainly non romantic, and more of just angsty. Writing and Aero's design beneath the cut vv)

Aero: (rip to the height difference Aero is ~27ft tall and overlord is ~44ft 💀❌️)

Overlord (IDW art):

Aero's p.o.v:

Bombs noises, gunfire, and explosions could be heard from everywhere I was. Disko was setting off explosions on the buildings and watching in joy as organics ran free of their abusive 'owners.' This civilization was known for keeping organics like pets or peasants and torturing them for their sick amusement. It was wrong, it was disgusting. Someone had to punish them.

So Disko and I took that initiative.

The punishment came extra for any Autobots running by. Disko was still loyal to the Decepticon cause, I just follow. Though, nothing is perfect, right? I got caught by the Autobots and detained. Such acts couldn't go unpunished I guess.  How sick though, the Autobots are defending them!?! Those sick bots who treat organics like toys and not sentient beings? What did we even fight for!?!? Disko managed to get away. Whispering into my comn-link that he would come back for me.

Hopefully- I’ll be back. But I was sent to Garrus-9, that horrid prison.

As a few mega-cycles passed by, 'Overlord' came along, rampaging throughout the whole place and leaving only destruction in his wake.

Luckily, I was a Decepticon. So of course, I had been freed from my cell and managed to recover my guitar. (P.S. Aero's modified guitar can unsheathe spikes to use as a melee weapon, and be a gun.)

Although it was 'nice' at the new Garrus-9, I still miss my old band. I still want to escape and get back to Disko, to have a conversation with Partylock again, to take pictures with Barbwire, and to pole dance with Partybomber and teach him the guitar. Also to meet that rat sack of a youngling he illegitimately adopted.

So, to escape. I fought in the arena. I Fought and murdered numerous poor bots just for Overlord's sick amusement and other bots to watch and enjoy. I wanted out.

Hoping Overlord would keep the promise of freedom he made to everyone. I fought and fought until I reached the top, and seized victory by its throat.

The moment I won that final battle, I looked at Overlord straight into his optics and waited, just for him to tell me, "Meet me in my quarters" So I did. I wonder, why did he want me in his quarters? To drink a cup of Engex as a reward or something?

When the time came, I went in. Just for him to say:

3rd person p.o.v:

Overlord: "Welcome, Aero.. that sweet, sweet victory of yours must've felt amazing! Knowing that you now get the chance of freedom, correct?"

Aero nodded, waiting for him to get to the point.

Overlord: "Well… Too bad. 

Aero, my dear. You don't think I don't hear that retched guitar of yours? Every time I try to recharge, I hear the strumming of chords and different melodies! You're lucky, so, so lucky that you're good.. Cause I'm feelin' nice today, so I'll give you a 3rd option."

Aero's p.o.v: 

What was he on about!?? I was confused. Options?? What did he mean by options??

Oh...

Oh, frag…

Oh, fragging no-

Don't tell me...

This slag licker lied???

Overlord: "Fight me, suicide, or... Be a ‘personal music player.’ I wish to hear all sorts of melodies you have in mind.."

WHAT THE FUCK???

my optics widened and I may or may not have a disgusted look plastered onto my face plates.

Overlord: "You see, recently I have been growing bored, bored and stressed and tired. I need something to... Soothe me."

he strummed the chords on my guitar, I jolted back, not wanting to be near this disgusting wrench. Overlord cackled as he watched me jump back.

Overlord: "Oh, don't be so scared... I won't exactly kill you~! Unless, you chose otherwise.. or, frag up.."

I'm so fucked. 

Shit

Shit

Shit

SHIT!

OH FOR FRAG SAKE! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!

IS THAT SO HARD TO FUCKING ASK FOR??

.

.

.

..I held my urge to go batshit crazy on this mech, but this is OVERLORD we're talking about, I would die in an instant. So here I am again, forced to sit and wait for a miracle, as I slowly wilt away and lose my sanity every fragging second.

"I don't want to die." I mumbled "..... I choose the music option, I'll play my music, every melody you ask until I can't..!"

Overlord: "Or until I get bored." he said with a sadistic grin plastered onto his faceplates

Shut the fuck up for fuck sake.

"I'll make sure you won't get bored, music never bores!" 

Hope that wasn't too cheesy...

Overlord: "Oh really?" he chuckled "-and one last thing... You can't leave this room, don't forget. You're supposed to be 'free'." his sadistic wheezing echoed through the room and made my audials sting, almost like the sound of nails on a chalkboard.

This just got even worse. I should've chosen suicide. Too late now! Urgh. Overlord sits on his recharge slab, elbows resting on his knees as he hunches over, and looks at me in the optics.

Overlord: "Well, songbird? What are you waiting for? Get playing."

Songbird?!?! I think I just gagged. I sit on a nearby chair. Tune my guitar, and strum the cords of the first song...

Welcome to your new life Aero!

(P.S. If Aero strums the wrong cord, he would whoop her ass, and Overlord would make sure she isn't dead, just to torture her, and to make this funner. In the Partyrockers Au Overlord is a bit less ‘kill-oriented’, sometimes he takes bots with potential and crushes their will just because he finds it funny.)

(Silly sketch)

[twoheartswrites]

Could you write a hank x reader fic where the reader is afraid of dogs and hank helps him get over his fear with sumo (aka the best dog in the world) please and thank you ❤️

Who's A Good Boy?

Fem aligned people (+ She/Her users) DNI

(FTM Friendly) Male reader x Hank

Fluff/Short Fic

"It really is nice out today, huh" Hank mutters, his hand tightly holding mine as we made our way to the shopping central. The sun was shining as we walked through the park, hearing the kids laughing at the park and people and androids simply enjoying their time outside.

Until I noticed someone walking their dog, about to make their way past us. I can't help but tense up, and Hank notices.

"You okay?" He asks, but the dog and its owner were nearing- I couldn't help but try walking a little further away even if it meant pressing myself a little closer to Hank's side.

At this point, he's noticed the root of the problem

"Are you scared of dogs?" He asks, seeming concerned

The dog owner gave me a strange look before walking away, thinking I must've been a weirdo considering how scared I looked at them. I sighed and nodded, "I know you have a dog and all that so.."

"Is that why you avoid going to my house?" He asks, moments now clicking in his head as to why I would always make up excuses to not go to his house.

I shrugged, looking over at him "Yeah, that's why. I thought that maybe if I practiced being near a dog before going to your house, I could get over it or something, but the moment I entered a rescues shelter and got one glimpse, I just panicked! I didn't know what to do at that rate so I just.. kept making up excuses I guess. I don't know how long I could've kept it up, but it was worth a shot" I huffed in defeat.

I heard Hank let out a light chuckle before squeezing my hand,

"That's the most romantic and ridiculous thing I've ever heard, you know" He admits with a wide smile on his face, "if you want, I can show you to Sumo and we'll go slow. You won't have to pet him or anything if you don't want to, let's just think of this as-- exposure therapy but it's free"

I turn to Hank, a little surprised about how he's taken this so far

"Really? You're okay with that?"

"I mean, yeah. I'm in no place to judge you for your fears, and I know Sumo's a good boy, so, I have trust in this process" Hank explained.

Though I'm not sure if my sped-up heart rate is caused by the thought of seeing Sumo or because I just fell a little more in love with Hank, but either way I'll take it.

---

2 days slip by as Hank wanted to give me emotional preparation time. There I was with Hank, late at night. We had dinner and watched a movie, and now it was time to meet Sumo.

My heart races as Hank's keys jingle while he opens the doors. I could hear Sumo bark and the tapping of his nails on the wood floor. I was ready to book it, but the way Hank looked so excited for me to meet Sumo? I couldn't break his heart.

Hank finally opens the door and Sumo's already jumping for him. The Saint Bernard was huge, and I froze at how loud and big he was.

Thankfully Hank was able to hold Sumo's body tightly, almost like a big hug, and Sumo happily stayed still but with his eyes still stuck on me.

"I'll make sure he doesn't trample you. If you think you're able to touch him, then go ahead. Just tell me the plan" He says, looking at me with proud eyes.

I feel the fluttering in my stomach as I'm scared of this big dog but also touched by how patient Hank is being with me.

Trusting Hank, I slowly and timidly step into his house, getting closer to the dog. Hank's hold on Sumo doesn't budge, even if Sumo isn't showing any signs of wanting to escape or even movie.

Slowly and lightly, I place my hand on Sumo's head, expecting Sumo to move away or even bite me-

but he doesn't.

Sumo stays still, his tail wagging wildly and hitting Hank's side.

Hank hums to himself and coos out some "Good boy"s to Sumo.

"He's really soft" I state, running my hand through Sumo's hair. Hank nods petting Sumo lightly, "Yeah we gave him a shower a week ago" He informs, "do you need me to stay like this or do you want me to do something else?"

I stand silently, thinking over my options. I trust Hank, and I might trust Sumo. Maybe it's because it's Hank's dog that I don't feel like I'm in much danger, but Sumo is still a dog, and my years of fearing dogs since I was a kid aren't just gonna go away- not unless if I at least try to bond with Sumo.

"You can let go of Sumo, but I just need you to stick by me, and maybe move him away if he gets too close, please?"

Hank, without hesitation, does what I say. He lets go of Sumo and walks over to me, giving me a light kiss on the forehead.

"You can adventure through the house, Sumo won't do much" he says.

I take a deep breath, my eyes still on Sumo as I walk to kitchen as if there's still a chance he'll attack.

But he doesn't.

Sumo at first watches Hank and I walk away, wanders around the house a bit before he simply lets us be, laying down and closing his eyes in peace while Hank and I head into his kitchen.

Hank looks up/down at me with a face that just screams 'you did it'. Rewarded, Hank takes my hand and lightly pressing his lips over my knuckles, his eyes looking into mine as I practically swoon.

---

A week passes and I've been making daily check ins into Hank's house after his work.

Sumo's gotten used to me and doesn't get too close, but enough for me to pet and walk away with ease. At times I still get shaky, or need to seperate myself from Sumo, but Hank is there every step of the way.

Plus, Hank always seems so excited and calm at the same time when I'm able to pet Sumo, and I'm proud of myself for the progress I've done as well.

[coconuts-mafia]

Hit Love Bite Ep 1

This did not start how I expected it to at all. What in the world. Absolutely nobody would be taking to my kid without me present. Did this person really just say the kid died from sex? Well damn, that's how I want to go. Died of perversion and foolishness? Yeah, no, I still want to go that way.

That intro song is horrible. Just no. OMG! So they really did have a consultant. Niiice! Okay, so right off the bat, we get into the kink. A vanilla would call this body worship, but it's sensualism. It's about engaging all the senses. That's why you see the armpit smelling. Sensualist typically don't shy away, they like to feel, smell, hear, and taste everything. Don't take that to a gross level, they aren't unsanitary, but they will for sure eat ass without second guessing.

Well damn. We started this off with a bang. Literally. But I got to say, if you're worried about being outed, maybe not give blowjobs in a gym locker room. Just saying. And is this teacher for real? Ohhh, I already like this secondary couple. Why is this teacher making sex a dirty thing? See no real education, just don't do it, you perverts. Then everyone is pregnant or has stds and you wonder why. Ugh, because you didn't teach them about condoms. Duh.

Oh! I love this kid. What's his name, what's his name?! Look at him being so mysterious. His name is king and the dorks name is Burger. OMG. Why do I love this so much. 🤣🤣🤣 Burger says, "Oh, really? “Burger “ and “ King” Our names are so damn good together." And King gives him the cutest smile.

Then he goes back to being Mr cool.

And product placement for acne wash. Deep stare into the eyes while they shower together. Are they hoping to get caught? No lip kisses? Why no lip kisses? Yup, at least one of them is worried about being outed. Okay so just looked up names. Ken is. He is afraid of being outted. Ken was all, I miss you baby and can you stay longer. Now he is like, bye bitch. What a cunt.

And we find out that King is king of the castle. Mr. Cool guy for real. Burger and King again. They are so cute! Burger is so fucking cute, you guys. "I'll be an extra! I can be a tree or a rock!" There is a part where he puts his tiktok count and King is like, it's only 25 viewers. "Well, it's a lot to me!" Same Burger same! 🤣🤣🤣

King accepts Burger into the acting club. Burger in his excitement jumps up and hugs him. Tackling him onto the desk. Burger is a golden retriever, and I'm here for it. How can you not be charmed, King!?

Oh, No!! Poor Shokun. Ken got himself a gf. After telling Shokun he better not. Ugh. And he publically denies even being friends with him. Yeah, no, fuck that shit. I can get not wanting to be out. Like I totally didn't claim my gf in middle school (Times were not safe peeps) but I didn't deny her as a friend. That's just shitty peopling.

King rushes to be with his friend Shokun. Yup, I like this kid. He tells him to break up with the mysterious gf that nobody knows about. Good advice King!

Burger and King! Oh... So they share a book and in Burger's book there is a drawing of King. Does someone have a crush, or is it from a previous book owner? OMG BURGER ATE THE PAPER. I am not okay. Can you die of laughter? Cause I'm pretty sure I'm going to. Like he is constantly hiding from King now. Fuck, this is some funny shit. King is like, but I have questions. I'm seeing stars from laughing so hard. Oh guys, I can't stop laughing at Burgers golden retriever antics and King slowly being charmed.

You guys, I'm going to die of laughter. Burger is so fucking shy, and it's adorably funny. Making King laugh and fall so hard. He goes from being a super cool kid to these cute little smiles. Ahhh. Okay, so Burger apparently did get a part, but he is having issues learning his lines. King coming in to help. Doing acting practices. Nice.

King brings up that Burger likes him. Burger is like, no. King clearly doesn't believe him. And then they have a cute pillow fight. With feathers going everywhere, just like I've never actually had happen. And never want to because I don't like to clean. OMG, Burger got the leading lady lead across from King. This should be so cute.

Ken, you are an asshat. You don't know why he is angry. Look, you idiot. You aren't that stupid, so stop playing dumb. Fight the attraction... um, what is your name? I forgot it. Shokun? Fight the attraction Shokun, he is a high schooler. How good could the sex really be? It's not worth this. And they are caught by none other than bestie King!

King, "I am your friend. I can accept everything you are." King over here throwing out some wisdom for his age. I will say that I'm picking up very sub vibes from Shokun and very Dom vibes from King during their talk. There is some tension slash closeness that has a D/s feel. The way Kin touches Shokun's chin and locking eyes. Even the way he stands above him.

What is king up to. And Ken coming right out to be an ass. Coming up and yelling at Shokun cause he doesn't want to be found out. He hit him with a fucking towel! Bitch, I will knock you out! Hell to the nah! That's it. Stand up for yourself. Yes! Break up!

Okay, so that's intense, but I absolutely love three of the characters out of four. I have received info that there is SA in the 2 episode, so I'm waiting until I can get a trigger buddy. So I'm not sure when the next review will be. Sorry! Hoping you enjoyed this, though! 💜💜💜

[baekhvuns]

Baek, wake up it's time for your avocado class! Btw my flatmates and I plant avo seeds and they actually bloom despite the environment not being the best for them. We have avocado plants, they're so tall wtf

I know someone who has a husband - she made him a kpop stan as well. And he pays for all her kpop shit. What I didn't know was that she has a child, she never mentions him, just simps and cries over Ateez I assumed she's childless, wtf woman. I'm not shaming her age, but she's 37 spending all her days talking about kpop...

I was actually interested in Ranamun, and the recent penis thing was entertaining shgsjshsjshshs, but man needs to grow up. I think Sir Knight is over for me, I lost interest in him long ago and reading the spoilers made me actually dislike him. I don't think he gave her a reason, at least not yet. First he seemed excited, then just ghosted Latil 🤡 I hope he's not the father, cause 🔪 my friend was rooting for him before she read the novel, but his behaviour is overall disappointing. I don't know what's going on with Klein, he's still there that's for sure ajhshshsbahhahs. Anyways, Tasir my fave foxy drug dealer look alike, I love you so much. 💖

Richarlison did what? I hope the Neymar tattoo is really ugly, deserved 😆 congrats to 🇭🇷! 🇲🇦 did well so congrats as well.

I know who the cat belongs to hahha. There's also one older neighbour with a dog and a parrot, she used to have an old cat too. I'm interested in the animals not owners. <3 Lmao, I definitely imagine weird scenarios before going to sleep, though I don't want any man obsessed with me so I don't do that particular thing,but y'all have fun 🤗

It's not my cousin, so I don't know all the details, but yeah this whole affair situation is funny, hopefully they don't fuck it up 👁👄👁

Kpop stans love acting like managers and sure sometimes they have good points, I'm also baffled by weird choices companies make. But in the end we need to sit down and stfu. Looking forward to Yeosang's song cover though!

One of my friend had so many different impressions of Hwa, first she thought he was intimidating, then shy and quiet and didn't know the lovely loser that he is. But she finally saw his questionable and adorable behaviour and she's goneeee

Agreed about the autotune and live thing. Ok sooooometimes hearing a song live makes a difference, but it won't make me listen to the OG. Like I enjoyed the videos of Fireworks remix performance, but I still don't like it very much. I hope Ateez brings melodic choruses back 😭 I'm still on the fence with Movement's choruses, except Cyberpunk, and Paradigm has the same issue. Or at least make the drop less messy, idk just do something lmao

EXO really went radio silent then went SURPRISE, the whiplash!

Oiling means a lot of touching 👀 if the oil smells nice it's not a problem, but yeah bandaging it is. Let's mummify him

Ballerina and boxer, I'm in, however you know what I'm waiting for... but I'll be happy with anything. 😊 Bestie hang on there you can do it (finish the Yunho fic)

What is this guy saying?! His photo along with Seonghwa's were the best! And what is he planning to do with his hair... speaking of, PONYTAIL IS BACK and arms are out too. Why is he a grandpa

True true an icon & this is so cool, also hold on, back off

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Furry...

I got not like the other girls on the quiz....... DV 💖

hello!!!

Baek, wake up it's time for your avocado class! Btw my flatmates and I plant avo seeds and they actually bloom despite the environment not being the best for them. We have avocado plants, they're so tall wtf

I AM UP (for all the right reasons that were worth it), AVO 101 😭😭😭 omg??? u guy should start a avo business, 'home-grown-avo's!' 16$ each

I know someone who has a husband - she made him a kpop stan as well. And he pays for all her kpop shit. What I didn't know was that she has a child, she never mentions him, just simps and cries over Ateez I assumed she's childless, wtf woman. I'm not shaming her age, but she's 37 spending all her days talking about kpop...

kpop atp a whole pyramid scheme 😭😭 oh man i hope it's not that one case where the child was an exol and the mom was an army and it was this whole ruckus bc in the end the kid suffered 😭😭, id personally invest in a job or two at that age <3 a world outside kpop!

I was actually interested in Ranamun, and the recent penis thing was entertaining shgsjshsjshshs, but man needs to grow up. I think Sir Knight is over for me, I lost interest in him long ago and reading the spoilers made me actually dislike him. I don't think he gave her a reason, at least not yet. First he seemed excited, then just ghosted Latil 🤡 I hope he's not the father, cause 🔪 my friend was rooting for him before she read the novel, but his behaviour is overall disappointing. I don't know what's going on with Klein, he's still there that's for sure ajhshshsbahhahs. Anyways, Tasir my fave foxy drug dealer look alike, I love you so much. 💖

I AM TOO AND TH EPENIS THING 😭😭😭V WDYM WHAT HAPPENED TO IT DJFHGFHJGG loosing interest in this fic come on mr sonnaught 😭😭 NAURR WE COULDVE HAD A POWER COUPLE WHY WOULD HE DO THIS STOPPP if sonnaught doesn't do a 360 in his behaviour is on sight 🔪🔪 TASIR IM SORRY I DOUBTED U, UR THE ONE ALWAYS BEEN THE ONE

Richarlison did what? I hope the Neymar tattoo is really ugly, deserved 😆 congrats to 🇭🇷! 🇲🇦 did well so congrats as well.

YEAH 😭😭😭😭 IT IS DJHJDHFJ I DONT THINK RICHARLISON ACTUALLY DID IT PROBS SOMEONE ELSE FBFB BUT IT SENDS ME THAT HE PAID TO REMOVE IT 😭😭😭 JOKES,,, bestie did u watch today's match, woah woah what a game, the constant equalizing in goals and then penalties and the final results, bro won football 😭😭 morocco is crazy good it was a tough one w croatia,, this has me crying not produce 48😭😭😭

I know who the cat belongs to hahha. There's also one older neighbour with a dog and a parrot, she used to have an old cat too. I'm interested in the animals not owners. <3 Lmao, I definitely imagine weird scenarios before going to sleep, though I don't want any man obsessed with me so I don't do that particular thing,but y'all have fun 🤗

GOD DAMN IT DOES THE CAT HAVE SOME GODFATHER,, do u do this bc IT SEEMS LIKE I HAVENT LIVED A SINGLE SCENARIO TO MYSELF AND EVERYONE JUST BE DOING THIS SDHFGLAF,, no ur so right having someone obsessed w ut entire being is only good in fics

It's not my cousin, so I don't know all the details, but yeah this whole affair situation is funny, hopefully they don't fuck it up 👁👄👁 //// Kpop stans love acting like managers and sure sometimes they have good points, I'm also baffled by weird choices companies make. But in the end we need to sit down and stfu. Looking forward to Yeosang's song cover though!

AAHHHH STOP A ETL AND ITS FUNNY?????/ TOP TEIR ROMANCE RIGHT THERE,, u are so correct i also find a particular dislike in tweets that constantly mention that the kq isn't giving members promo, but ppl don't even be watching the content their channel puts out? or forgetting that they're always doing something like we are still getting shows from fever era?? like sometimes there's just a lot in a schedule and companies do everything, instead of creating assumptions one should enjoy the content they're constantly putting out!

One of my friend had so many different impressions of Hwa, first she thought he was intimidating, then shy and quiet and didn't know the lovely loser that he is. But she finally saw his questionable and adorable behaviour and she's goneeee

LOVELY LOSER SFDSHKFSHJKF see it's always the ppl who look intimidating but are actual tulips that get us all by the grip, so ur saying we all just want an intimidating person who has loser tendencies dvbjdfb

Agreed about the autotune and live thing. Ok sooooometimes hearing a song live makes a difference, but it won't make me listen to the OG. Like I enjoyed the videos of Fireworks remix performance, but I still don't like it very much. I hope Ateez brings melodic choruses back 😭 I'm still on the fence with Movement's choruses, except Cyberpunk, and Paradigm has the same issue. Or at least make the drop less messy, idk just do something lmao

okAY YEAH SOMETIMES, yeah! it won't make me like the og bc then the concert one's arent usually put out and those ones are the better ones!! "I hope Ateez brings melodic choruses back 😭" nO BECAUSE REALLY THEY RLY SHINED WITH THEIR VOCALS THAT TIME,, tbh movement is ateez's evil arc and i do be liking that album but paradigm is something i personally can't get along w bc it's just noise

EXO really went radio silent then went SURPRISE, the whiplash!

THE WHIPLASH AND ON TOP OF THAT BAEKHYUN READING FANFICS, DOUBLE WHIPLASH 😭😭😭😭

Oiling means a lot of touching 👀 if the oil smells nice it's not a problem, but yeah bandaging it is. Let's mummify him

king tut who? king hwa only, sEEeEeeE with the oil and my low iron my hands would be cold and im afraid he will run away

Ballerina and boxer, I'm in, however you know what I'm waiting for... but I'll be happy with anything. 😊 Bestie hang on there you can do it (finish the Yunho fic)

i now have 4 fics u can chose from but i will put them out after this shit of a fic fhkcehfjh hopefully i get it done before christmas!

What is this guy saying?! His photo along with Seonghwa's were the best! And what is he planning to do with his hair... speaking of, PONYTAIL IS BACK and arms are out too. Why is he a grandpa

NO LITERALLY WHAT IS HE ON,, no ones looking at the ponytail. no. none. STOPPPPP HES LIKE THAT GRANDPA FROM REBORN RICH FHFLHF one min he's grandpa the other he is this? how dare he

True true an icon & this is so cool, also hold on, back off /// 😭

THAT HAIR OF HWA ESP, HAIR STYLIST NEEDS A RAISE FOR THAT ALONE,, atz back in the day rivalling seo taiji i see i see, NAH STAY WHERE U ARE NEWBIES

Furry...

alpha hwa x reader au coming soon

I got not like the other girls on the quiz....... DV 💖

NOT THAT SGHAGLGFHUFHFJH ANON U ARE THE YN !!!!! here's a new one

and uh, this guy?

[nathank77]

9/7/24

5:10 p.m

My mother always makes an ass out of herself it's depressing. Linda pulled us all aside and was like does she have early onset dementia and skye was like nope she drinks vodka everyday. Linda was saying she keeps repeating herself. Yea that's all my mother does. I mean it's bad.

She pulled Linda in the other room to dance and then appearantly loudly burped in her face. I didn't see or hear it but according to my sister and her gf. Linda left shortly afterwards. I absolutely read her eyes. She was uncomfortable but wanted to be around us and felt bad for my mother but was anxiuos and uncomfortable. Its sad.

And then my mother just started sticking her hands in her pants in front of everyone cause she coughed or something and peed herself a little.

My family really is a show. And my sister and her gf was laughing at mom when she did that and I don't think its funny I think its sad and gross. Sad that's she doesn't realize what everyone is thinking about her. And she doesn't realize what she looks like.

I mentioned that Linda's eyes were beautiful after she left. They were this radiate blue. Gorgeous and we made deep eye contact. Cause that's what I do with everyone. And my mom was like her eyes are blue? And I'm like umm yea you didn't look her in her eyes? I look everyone in the eyes.

Funny thing is I didn't know what color elises eyes were cause when we talked it was over Webcam and I couldn't see the color. I know they are blue. But either way I made the deepest eye contact with Elise that I ever made.

It actually makes me think of Kristen. One time in her office. She made significant deep eye contact with me. I mean she didn't break eye contact with me. And I hardly ever break eye contact with someone. I'm always the one who makes the other person break it....

And it was like 2 minutes before I looked away. I really thought I saw a good person behind her eyes. Sometimes I think Kristen made a true mistake and feels bad. I just wish she would have apologized during our last session. That's what I actually wanted. I don't want to tear down one of only LGBTQIA safe spaces in my state. She's the practice owner for christ sake. I met her employees they all seemed nice. She seemed genuine.

I just wish she had saved me. And bc she didn't I wish she had just said sorry. That's all i wanted. Sometimes I hope that after this case she will reach out to me and apologize. I didn't block her on fb. She didn't block me either. I can't look at her bc I feel I can read a person when I look in their eyes. And she makes me question that.

The only reason I think Elise is going to be in my life is bc of our eye contact.