#CAT STOP IT’S 10AM

[i-eat-mold]

today was a successful cat spotting (and petting) day

these are just some of them there were too many

[5sospenguinqueen]

Love You FURever | Toto Wolff x Vet! Reader

Summary: When Toto marries a vet, he realises his life consists of yelling about cars and fostering injured animals.

Fluff. Humour. Pinterest pics.

Requested: Yes by anon. Sorry this is only a small one

F1 Masterlist

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ynwolff some friends from work

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maxverstappen1 sassy and jimmy said they’ve never enjoyed a vet visit so much

→ ynwolff bring them back anytime! such lovely cats

user toto’s plan to get max to mercedes is by making his wife befriend his cats liked by ynwolff

→ user ahah she liked. she’s so funny

lewishamilton roscoe says he can’t wait for his check-up

→ ynwolff i can’t wait to see my sweet boy

→ georgerussell63 i miss when i was your sweet boy

→ ynwolff i’ve been around you too long. you stopped being my sweet boy last year

albon_pets any room for more friends?

→ ynwolff there’s always room for f1 pets

→ user this just makes me think she set up her own clinic purely so she could look after the f1 animals

→ user agreed because she attends every race where a pet is so she can be on hand for them

charles_leclerc this is my sign to get a dog

→ user yes! charles dog dad era needed

mercedesamgf1 i thought we were friends… but you haven’t visited us for ages :(

→ ynwolff don’t make me tell my husband that you’re emotionally blackmailing me

→ mercedesamgf1 he told us to (and there’s no proof if we delete the comment)

→ ynwolff (i have it printed out)

→ user omfg she’s defo the funniest wag

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mercedesamgf1 boss man hard at work

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ynwolff tell him not to look so serious. he’ll scare the children

→ totowolff my love, i can see your comments.

→ ynwolff when did you do this? why do you follow mercedes and your drivers and not ME!

→ user toto sleeping on the couch later liked by ynwolff

kimi.antonelli 😊

user i hope he’s trying to figure out how to fix the shit box that is the W15

user he’s such a grandpa with his tied sweaters

→ totowolff i am not a grandpa.

→ ynwolff so when you were complaining about your back aching and begging for a rub?

→ user i bet he doesn’t act like a grandpa at home, that’s how they ended up with a 6 year old

→ georgerussell63 guys, he can see these comments now fyi

user definitely the hottest team principal liked by ynwolff

→ totowolff with the hottest wife.

→ user omg they’re so down bad for each other that he’s breaking pr rules for her

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wolffcare boss of the month

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ynwolff i paid them to post this. literally

→ wolffcare that only makes it like 5% less true

roscoelovescoco vets of thes years

charles_leclerc leo is looking forward to his first trip to the vets tomorrow

maxverstappen1 would recommend

lewishamilton 10/10

alex_albon the cats are begging me to make them fat so they have a reason to come visit you

→ ynwolff stop feeding them cheese

user why are all the f1 drivers here?

→ totowolff because this is my wife.

→ user when he claims you

→ user girl bffr

→ user starting to feel like toto only made an insta so he could join the drivers in praising her online

mercedesamgf1 if the w15 was an animal, we would trust you with it more than toto

→ totowolff my office. monday. 9am.

→ mercedesamgf1 crap

→ ynwolff they were complimenting me, my love

→ totowolff fine.

→ totowolff @/mercedesamgf1 make that 10am.

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ynwolff my best friends for the weekend

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user omg the fact that she cropped out toto

totowolff liebling, are we no longer friends?

→ ynwolff you left your wet towel on the bed again so no

→ user oh so it’s not just my husband

→ user even millionaires piss off their wives

→ totowolff *billionaire.

roscoelovescoco my favourites grand prixs buddy

→ ynwolff my favourite bulldog

georgerussell63 offended that i’m not in this

→ ynwolff toto, your child is pestering me again

→ lewishamilton actually, i’m a little offended that I’m not in this either but bono is

→ ynwolff omg lewis i’m so sorry. i'll dedicate a whole post to you this weekend

→ georgerussell63 wow

user jack is so cute. he’s the perfect combination of toto and yn

→ totowolff yn did a great job, didn’t she?

→ ynwolff stop trying to convince me to have another

→ user omg he’s trying to get her to have more!

mercedesamgf1 we love having the three of you in the garage. brings us more luck

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totowolff gentleman, if you fall in love with a vet, she will give you the best family. but far too many animals in your home

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mercedesamgf1 the cutest family 🩵

lewishamilton is this the puppy that was going to be put down?

→ totowolff yes. yn rescued him and i couldn’t say no.

georgerussell63 so that makes one child, three cats, two hamsters, two cows and a puppy. what’s next?

→ ynwolff i really want a pig but toto says he doesn’t like the noise :(

→ user isn’t he trying to get you to have another baby? how is that noise okay?

albon_pets we should open up a zoo together

→ totowolff don’t give her ideas!

charles_leclerc omg when can we meet him!?

→ ynwolff he’ll be at the next couple of races

f1wags what a lovely picture of yn and jack

ynwolff you shouldn't call your son an animal. he’s only a little feral. he gets that from you

→ totowolff i watched you tear into a steak yesterday. not sure i’m the cause.

→ ynwolff uh, you were the cause of my craving for steak

→ totowolff who knew getting you pregnant made you such a carnivore.

→ user pregnant?!

→ user baby #2?!?!

→ user definitely not a grandpa

→ ynwolff toto!

→ totowolff this is why i didn’t want an instagram!

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Requests open! Now include Franco Colapinto and K Mag

Tag list

@peachiicherries @rosecentury @c-losur3 @heavy-vettel @evie-119 @raizelchrysanderoctavius

[softieekayy]

Mon cœur

Vincent Renzi x reader

Word count: 1.9k

The bright sunlight filtered through the curtains, resting itself on the young woman sprawled in the bed, limbs twisting at an odd position. Vincent watched from the doorway as his beautiful lover slept peacefully, letting the sun highlight her features.

He admired her, a hot cup of coffee warming his hands and body, the only source of warmth really.

His wife liked keeping the house cold in even the coldest of weather and who was he to argue with that. Well, he was a lawyer, a good one but he was nothing compared to the wonderful woman he called his dear heart. His silver hair fell delicately over his face, framing it nicely as he walked quietly towards the sleeping woman.

Vincent set the coffee down on the bedside and made himself comfortable beside her, trailing his fingers up her back. “ mon cœur, time to wake up.” Vincent whispers, his lips near her ear as he delicately kisses her cheek. The woman stirs, eyes opening up slowly, like a cat. He grins, running his hand down her back, letting it rest there.

“There you are. It’s time to get up.” Vincent whispers as the young woman looks up at him, deciding that it’s not the time to wake up, she pulls the covers up to her chin, trying to fall into a dreamless state. Her husband laughs and scoots closer to her, fingers twirling a strand of hair.

“Vincent, it’s too early.” A muffled voice comes from the bundled figure and he grins. She’s bringing out the full name. “Not early, chérie. It’s 10am.” He tells her and the woman groans, knowing that this battle is lost, she throws the covers off her body, shooting a glare at the silver haired man.

“You are a menace, Vincent.” She tells him, pulling him down by the collar of his sweater into a loving kiss. The taste of cigarettes and coffee lingers on his tongue, a taste that she’s quite familiar with. Vincent pulls away first, knowing that if he didn’t, they wouldn’t get anything done for the day.

“Mon coeur, you have to get up. We have errands to run.” Vincent reminds her, eyes closed in content as she runs her hands through his hair.

“Hmm,” his wife hums, “We can leave them for another day.” She whispers, intent on staying in bed. Vincent laughs and pulls away fully from her, making the woman pout. She extends her hand out to him and he pulls her up, ushering her towards the washroom to shower. She listens, but not without stealing a kiss from him first.

Vincent loved his wife. She was the one person who truly held his heart and while he once loved Sandra, she was a woman of the past. His wife however, she is his present and future. The silver haired man makes his way down from their bedroom to the kitchen, starting on breakfast. His breakfast was a cigarette and a cup of coffee, his wife would not enjoy the same breakfast he did. Not this morning at least. On his way down he turns the heat up, letting the house warm up while he cooks and she showers. Vincent knows very well that while (y/n) prefers a cold house to sleep in, she does not like a cold house to stay awake in.

About half an hour later, his waist is encapsulated in a hug, face resting between his shoulder blades. Vincent turns around, throwing his arm over his wife, placing a delicate kiss on her forehead while serving her breakfast.

She frowns when she sees his lack of breakfast. “You know very well that I don’t like you eating cigarettes and coffee for breakfast.” The younger woman scolds him, eyebrows furrowed and lips pulled into a scowl. Vincent laughs, “ You my love, are one funny woman. You do the same when you think I won’t notice.” He tells her, brushing his finger along the bridge of her nose as she feels warmth rush into her cheeks. Caught in the spider web. Vincent kisses her cheek hand, encouraging her to eat while she talks nonsensically. He doesn’t listen, not really. He likes the sound of her voice, it feels like music to his ears.

After breakfast, (Y/n) goes to do the dishes but is stopped by her husband, a delicate grasp on her wrist telling her to not go any farther than just putting them in the sink. She turns to him and frowns, “You don’t let me do much, Vince.” He turns around and puts a delicate hand on her shoulder, bending down to whisper in her ear, “Let me take care of you, my love. As you do me.” She sighs, even after 3 years of marriage, he never fails to fluster her. She looks up at him, patting his chest and kissing his jaw before making her way upstairs and grabbing their coats.

Today was a busy day ahead of them. They had to run to the store, grab groceries and other necessities and while there, a visit to the flower shop wouldn’t hurt and of course, the most important part. Stocking up on wine and cigarettes. Their idea of a good evening was far too many glasses of wine and a cigarette while they danced to classical music. Well, dance was an overstatement, Vincent would grab her and sway her around the living room, cheek resting on her head while her own rested on his shoulder. She remembers this one night, Vincent had just one yet another case and they got drunk on wine, stupidly drunk. Her memory of most of the night was hazy except this. They ate cheese and talked about everything under the stars. It was before they got married and she knew at that moment she would never spend a lifetime without him.

Their relationship raised questions at first but only due to their large age gap. Many people didn’t seem to realize that the two didn’t care when it came to their age because together, they were still silly teenagers at heart laughing and giggling at stupid jokes and pictures. It was nothing illegal, she was a good 25 years old and he was 36 when they met. Dated for two years and now they were here, married and very much in love still.

“Cherie!?” Vincent’s distant voice from the bottom of the staircase pulled the young woman back from her memories as she rushed to put on red lipsticks and grab their coats. Vincent smiled at seeing her, hands in his pockets and spine curled up, like he was a cat. He is a cat, she thought, seeing him standing like that. The young woman handed him his coat while she shrugged on her own, it was cold outside and she grimaced. She liked it when the house was cold at night but she hated when it was cold outside and there were errands that needed to be run.

“Ready?” Vincent asks her, placing a cigarette between his lips as he turns to lock their door. (Y/n) shakes her head and sighs, plucking the cigarette from his mouth and placing it in her own.

“No. It’s cold, we should’ve stayed home.” The young woman whines, grabbing onto Vincent’s hand tightly and resting her forehead against his arm, cigarette dangling from her other hand. He plucks it back from her, inhaling before exhaling slowly.

“Come on, mon cœur, we have things that need to be done.” His accent thick as the words roll easily from his mouth. The drive to the grocery store was short and quiet. Music filled through the air as (Y/n) looked out the window, admiring the snow covered trees, one hand still in Vincent’s gentle hold.

He parked the car before getting out, his wife following behind him, they made their way into the store. It wasn’t large by any means but it had everything they needed. Their hands still held together as Vincent placed a small kiss on her cheek. His affection was always so soft, like a warm blanket wrapping her up.

“Let’s get the things and leave soon please.” She huffs out, crossing her arms over her chest while her husband examines the ingredients.

“Hm, do you have any plans that you’re in such a rush?” Vincent teases her, looking at her from the side of his eye. His wife rolls her eyes at his teasing.

“I know a couple things we could do.” She whispers, running a hand through his hair, a pleasant shudder going up his spine.

“Mhm.” He mumbles, at a loss of words. Only his wife was able to manage to leave the man speechless. His entire job was about talking yet as soon as she says anything suggestive, his mind goes into overdrive and the only thing that comes out is a mumble.

She notices it and walks closer, finger trailing up chest before stopping to caress his cheek, “Cat got your tongue, Vince?” She asks, a teasing smile on her face. He sighs and lets out a small, shy laugh. Putting the items in their cart, he throws an arm over her shoulder, pulling her into him, even closer than she was before.

“You, my love, manage to catch my tongue.” He tells her, gripping her neck lightly, angling her face to kiss her. It was a small kiss, nothing too intimate, no. That was saved for the privacy of their own home. They made their way down the isles, filling the cart with necessities and other things that they just felt like getting. It took them a good hour but that’s only because Vincent insisted on finding the best of the best.

“Come on, old man. I’m tired and hungry.” She grumbles, grabbing onto his arm to pull him forward and he lets her.

“Well chérie, it is time for lunch.” The older man states in an obvious tone. She looks at him for a moment before throwing her head back and letting out a small laugh. Vincent laughs with her. He loves the sound of her laugh, it reminds him of home. She is his home.

The two made their way to the car, filling the trunk up with groceries before heading to their respective spots. Vincent pauses for a minute, pulling her in by her waist and kissing her fervently. Hands on her waist as her back digs into the car, her hands wander to his neck, tugging the hair at the base of it. He pulls away, letting his forehead rest against hers.

“Where did that come from?” She asks him, doe eyes peering up into his own, making him smile.

“Je t’aime.” Vincent whispers, pulling back from her, she stares at him, hands on his face,

“Je t’aime aussi.” She replies as the older man leans into her touch.

“Come on, my love, let’s go home.” She pats his chest, making her way over to the passenger side.

Home wasn’t a building for Vincent. It was her. She’s his home. The scent of her perfume lingering in the air is home. The lipstick marks on their shared cigarette is home. Her warm body pressed up against his in bed is home. She’s his home and where she goes, he goes with her. Their souls make home in each other. If soulmates existed then she was his. He would seek for her in death and find her in each lifetime simply because his heart belongs to her and without her, Vincent is just a man without a home and heart.

A/n: I wrote this in like an hour and if there’s any mistakes or if something doesn’t make sense, let me know pls 🩷

Tagging: @weird-civilian @caramel-hufflepuff

[ofmdrecaps]

10/29-30/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; David jenkins; Rhys Darby; Taika Waititi; Samba Schutte; Con O'Neill; Nathan Foad; David Fane/Rachel House; MCM Comic Con Coverage w/AdoptOurCrew; In Person Events: Calypso's Birthday in Pittsburgh; Fan Spotlight: Gay Pirate News Hour; NeverLeftPodcast; AMuseOfFyre: Badmintons!; Love Notes;

Hey lovelies, my dad is once again trying to come home from the hospital tomorrow, and I am learning how to help with wound care, and tube feeds, so I have been completely and utterly wiped after coming home from that while also working full time (and no sleep because my kiddo had too much candy)-- so to be honest I have been taking some time to rest and doodle because I need it for my mental health! I'm slowly catching up, things are gonna be a bit bare bones while I get back into the groove of things. Hope you're all staying healthy and safe out there!

= David Jenkins =

Just a lovely picture of David and Kinga from earlier this year that Kinga shared a couple days ago.

Source: Kinga's Instagram

Also-- David's been sharing the adorable twerking gif by @smolbus over on twitter!

Source: David Jenkins Instagram

= Rhys Darby =

Rhys is keeping up with his Daily Doodles on his Substack! The last one there is.. uhm, well very specific (I love these goofy doodles btw I hope he never stops, reminds me of the Buttons McGinty illustrations). Check out the Darby Daily Doodles on his Substack!

Source: Rhys Free Substack

There are still tickets available for Rhys's Indianapolis show on Nov 7 at Helium Comedy Club! You can still get tickets here. The St Louis - Nov 8 - Helium Comedy Club is sold out!

If you're going to the IN show-- one of Rhys Buddies is really catering to the Rhys Darby fans and trying to giveaway his red solo cups that have been touched or looked at by Rhys! I'm so glad they know just how feral everyone is for Rhys Lightning.

And a quick clip of one of Rhys's Routines from the 25th anniversary!

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Source: Helium Comedy Instagram

= Gizmo & Bumbles Darby =

As you know, I can't resist cat content, especially of Gizmo and Bumbles, so here you are-- Thanks Rosie for keeping us fed!

Source: Rosie's Instagram stories.

= Taika Waititi =

Taika was out at the world series, and the Dodgers won!

Source: Taika's Instagram

= Samba Schutte (and Con) =

Reminder! Samba's Death by Cheese class is one week away! Sat Nov 9th, at 10am PST online with Be Momentus!

Also check out this very goofy video of Samba and con Re: The dish you'll be making!

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= Nathan Foad =

When Nathan's not interviewing Kristian at cons, he's out with friends!

Source: Michelle Collins Instagram

= David Fane / Rachel House =

Moana2 just broke the 2024 record for most day 1 ticketing presales for an animated feature! Congrats Rachel, David, and Taika! So excited for you!

Source: Fandango's Instagram

= Con O'Neill =

After the recent showing of 'The Men' starring Con at the Alnwick Playhouse in the UK, Con did a Q & A with Rebecca of The Northern Film Blog! Check out the article below!

== MCM Comic Con Coverage ==

Our friends over at @adoptourcrew and their correspondents were kind enough film and transcribe some of the questions Nathan asked kristian at his panel at MCM Comic Con a couple weekends back! I'm sharing a screencap + the link to their tumblr posts with the videos (tumblr only lets me share one at a time on any given post) so please head over there and check them out! Question 1: "Nathan asks Kristian about his personal style and how the way he presents himself has changed over the years."

Question 2: Regarding Kristian's first time working with Revlon

Conversation About Kristan's Life Part 1

Conversation about Kristian's life PART 2:

== In Person Events: PA ==

It's that time again! Harold's Haunt in Pittsburgh PA will be hosting another Calypso's birthday, this time on Nov 9 at 6 pm!

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== Fan Spotlight ==

= Gay Pirate News Hour =

It's time for another Gay Pirate News hour! Catch it on Our Flag Means Fanfiction's Youtube at 1PM PT/ 4PM ET!

Source: Our Flag Means Fanfiction Instagram

= Never Left Podcast =

New episode of Never Left! This time talking about Flags! (Part 1!) Check it out on your favorite listening platform on their linktr.ee!

Source: Never Left Podcast Instagram

= A Muse Of Fyre =

Our crewmate @amuseoffyre is back -- this time with the Badminton's! The Nigel flicking off the camera one is legit the funniest thing I've seen all week. Love it!

Source: Amuseoffyre's Instagram

== Love Notes ==

Hey lovelies, just a quick one tonight. I feel like TheLatestKate is basically just following me around because she always has new and appropriate love notes each week. Please please please go easy on yourself right now, you're doing so much, I know we all are. Please be kind to yourself, drink some water, and take a few extra moments of rest. You deserve it (whether you did a million things today, or just survived). Take care lovelies. See you soon.

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[who-can-touch-my-boob]

✨My 3 am Gojo Satoru headcanons:

Gojo Satoru when comfortable with his s/o uses farts as his love language

Gojo Satoru once ate only samyang noodles for dinner for a whole month

Gojo Satoru brushes his teeth twice before going to sleep, first when he goes to bed, then at 2:34am after midnight snacks

Gojo Satoru has this weird fascinating with poking peoples belly button’s and finds it extremely fun if they hates it. (He also just pokes around inside his own whenever he just chilling and his friends and s/o has given up on stopping him)

Gojo Satoru actually got a drivers license as soon as he reached legal age, but lost it only a week after (don’t know why, use your imagination)

Gojo Satoru once came home with a random cat and then he just became a pet-owner. The cat just comes and goes (he most likely cat-napped someone’s cat)

Gojo Satoru loves leg day and can hip thrust 550lbs/250kg easily. (His ass actually thick af, but he hides it well. Saving it as his biggest weapons)

Gojo Satoru once got a full Brazilian wax after losing a bet with Geto Suguru. That was the first time he didn’t leave his home for a whole week.

— Manga spoilers below —

Gojo Satoru was hard the whole fight with Sukuna and died with a raging boner.

4pm hcs -> 10am hcs -> 9pm hcs -> 7am hcs -> 5pm hcs ->

guys i swear i love him so much, don’t let this post fool you

[natashaslittlegirl]

The contract - Romanoff's Assistant

DO NOT COPY ANY OF MY WORKS. MINORS DNI +18 ONLY.

Summary: It's your first day working in Romanoff's Company

Boss ! Natasha Romanoff x Assistant ! Reader

Warnings: none

Natasha Romanoff's Masterlist RA Masterlist RA Account Chapter II aesthetic

This morning hits different, you got up earlier than usual. You start dressing yourself up with your choosen outfit from the night before, well, from friday when you got back from the interview actually. Dress pants and black shirt, leather boots and as always your beige coat, it's your lucky charm, but don't say anything because otherwise it won't work.

You leave your apartment but not before feeding and giving Lena lots of kisses, this cat is going to be the death of you because of so much cuteness. So little and cuddly. You love when she comes and sits on your lap purring for you to caress her, so delicate, you love her.

You're walking along the avenues, luckily you're not that far from the coffee shop or work now. You make a quick stop, look at your applewatch, 7:45am, you still have time. Kate smiles at you when she sees you arrive. "Morning, girl! The usual?"

"Yes, please, and a coffee with almond milk, extra hot without sugar and the cup 70% full, please."

"So you remembered Romanoff's request, huh?" she looks at you with mischief in her eyes, oh, you certainly forgot to mention, that she already knows you have a little, not so little, crush on Miss Romanoff, that's why the look. You remember your call from friday evening.

While you waited for your lasagna to heat up, you grabbed your phone and dial Kate. "I got the job!" she screamead and you had to move the device away, otherwise it would make you deaf.

"No way, you little lucky ass!"

"Yes, I don't even know how, what if it goes wrong?" you start to doubt, "Miss Romanoff said one mistake and I'm screwed, help."

"Don't be stupid, Y/N, you'll do fine, relax." Well yeah, you don't even started yet. "I imagine you've had your eye on her." 

"I mean, could you blame me? She's beautiful." Miss Romanoff is beautiful indeed.

"She's hot," so hot "you already have a crush on her, don't you?"

"I can't lie to you."

You two talked a little more until a line of customers formed and Kate can't make six coffees at the same time, you doubt it.

"Kate," you let out a sigh, "I'm her assistant, the first thing I have to do in the morning is get her coffee, also, so do you."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say." she says as she prepares the coffees. You hand her the money and look at you watch again before she pass them to you, 7:53 am, shit, you need to hurry.

"Thank you Kate!" she waves back and you walk out as fast as possible, god these boots are not for rushing. But you got into the building and reached the elevator on time, 7:58am.

Fuck, hurry up, please. You mentally said to yourself, cursing the machine. You got to the twenty-seventh floor at 8 o'clock, ugh on time. You leave the coffees on your desk and wait for Miss Romanoff to show up.

You turn on the computer and go through the agenda, it's already organized so you don't have to do much. Not even five minutes pass and Miss Romanoff makes her entrance, how can this woman look like this at eight in the morning?

"Good morning, Miss Romanoff," You get up from your chair and grab her coffee, "I brought you coffee." she looks at you up and down as she takes the cup, taking a sip of coffee with a smirk on her face.

"So, coffee the way I like, you're on time and you're presentable."

"Yes, Miss Romanoff."

She goes on her way to her office and you go yours to the desk. You continue making appointments in the agenda and suddenly it's already 10am, how fast. You see that Miss Romanoff has a charity event offered by the Stark family and needs confirmation, you write the event in the agenda, the computer and on a post it in front of her, to much, huh? Interrupting your thoughts, you get a call saying Miss Romanoff is needed on the 5th floor.

You head to her door office, you can't see inside but you know she can sees you. knock twice waiting for her to let you in. "Come in" you hear her say and you walk into her office closing the door behind you.

"Miss Romanoff?" she looks up from her and scans you.

"Yes, Y/N, what's up?"

"I wanted to inform you that this Friday you've a charity event offered by the Stark family, it requires confirmation and they need you now on the 5th floor" You say and wait for her response.

"Thank you, confirm my invitation and yours too and call the 5th floor, tell them I'm coming, look for me in fifteen minutes, I'm busy and I don't want to waste time." She stops and takes some papers with her, you step aside and open the door for her to leave, you see her go to the elevator and disappear once it closes the doors. You send the confirmations to the event, but you didn't know that you'll have to go. 

When trirteen minutes pass you call the elevator and play the 5th floor to get Miss Romanoff back, you arrived and started to looking for her in the hallways. She didn't said where you were suposed to look for her. Passing the cubicles separated by glass panels, a woman comes out and you take the opportunity to ask her about Miss Romanoff.

"Hi, I'm Y/N, Miss Romanoff's new assistant, can you tell me where she is? She needs to attend to an important call."

"Hi, I'm Debbie, nice to meet you. Yes, she's down the hall with Lou, the accountant."

"Thank you very much, it's a pleasure for me too" you walk to the end until you find the accountant's office, knock twice and wait for the order to enter. You hear gasps and don't want to imagine what they are doing inside. You hear a 'come in' and take a deep breath before going inside, for your surprise, Miss Romanoff is sitting in front of the accountant's desk and the other woman is standing serving two glasses of water.

"Y/N, what's up?" She turns her head around to look at you.

"Miss Romanoff, you have an important call, they said it can't wait." She rolls her eyes, is she kidding?

"Y/N, this is Lou, our accountant" She points the other woman and then you, "Lou, she's Y/N, my new assistant." 

"Nice to meet you, Miss" 

"The pleasure is mine, darling." She smiles at you, making you gulp, Miss Romanoff therefore, looks at the other woman and rolls her eyes again. She gets up from her chair and walks out with you. You both reach the elevator and go to your respectives offices.

You spent the rest of the day reviewing plans, events, and trips. Schedule and rearrange appointments for tomorrow and when you look at the clock it's already 5pm, you hear Miss Romanoff calling you into her office.

"You called me, Miss Romanoff?" You stand halfway at the door.

"Yes, come in and close the door." You do what she says and stay standing in front of her desk, you just hope you didn't do anything wrong. You feel nervous remembering that everyone must be leaving by now. Well you don't think you'd done anything wrong.

"I want to talk to you about something, Y/N," you gulp "sit down."

"Yes, Miss Romanoff." You do what she says and sit with your legs crossed.

"Don't be afraid, you didn't do anything wrong. I called you so we can talk about the contract, payment, schedules, and I need some confirmations from you." She grabs one of the two folders in front of her and hands it to you.

You open it and the first thing you see is my salary, you don't know if you're dreaming or if you're seeing things wrong but here it says 120k, you didn't even think that the assistants earned that much, you expected 60k at the most.

"Miss Romanoff?"

"Yes, Y/N." you look at her

"Is this amount serious?"

"Yes, do you prefer monthly or fortnightly?" oh god I can't believe it.

"Monthly? I thought it was yearly," you whispered under your breath, "Monthly is fine, Miss Romanoff." She noted something in her folder, which you guess must have the same documents as your.

"Okay then, go to page three," You turn to the page and read, your schedules Mon-Fri 8am-5pm, Sat 9am-1pm, lunch break one hour, any time you choose. "Are your schedules okay with you?"

"Yes, Miss Romanoff."

"Perfect, we already have the basics confirmed. I need you to tell me if you are willing to go on business trips, go to events, meetings and all this kind of thing. Everything is detailed on page 5 onwards, you don't have to answer me now, tomorrow you can bring me the signed folder with what you can do and what not. You will also have a card in your name for expenses that we make on trips and for the clothes that I ask you to wear, is that clear?"

"Yes, Miss Romanoff, all clear"

"You can go, Y/N." You got up from the chair, grab the folder and go to your office, find your handbag, put on your beige coat and walk to your apartment.

You arrived and left everything on the table in front of the couch, You went to your room to take off your clothes, take a shower and put on your pyjamas, the black short silk with lace edges, you love it, it is very confy.

There is nothing you like more than a relaxing shower, leaving there smelling like vanilla, how nice. You go back to the kitchen. It's 8:45 p.m. dinner time. You open the fridge but you find it empty, you must've forgot to do the groceries again, well, pizza will be. You order and while you wait for the delivery you go to pour yourself a glass of white wine. You receive the pizza, pay and go to the couch and find Lena in a super adorable position, picture worthy, she's very cute.

While you eat, you read the contract, it seems like a very good offer, obviously you're going to take it.

Passport. Yes

Travel in the country. Yes

Travel abroad. Yes

You keep reading and you find everything reasonable, you ended up marking everything 'yes' and you send Kate if you have a work trip if she can take care of Lena.

Kate ☕

Of course I'm going to take care of that adorable little kitten

Great, one less thing to worry about.

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[mistress-of-vos]

Hi Mistress :> Do you have any Jean-Paul headcanons you’d be willing so share? (Or JeanTim, if the mood strikes you 🫣)

Hi, there!!! ❤️💛

I have many many Jean-Paul, Tim and JeanTim headcanons, so I have decided to list a few of them here, focused on the ones related to how I think their relationship would be (most of the time):

Jean-Paul headcanons:

As I stated in my latest post, I picture Jean-Paul as kind of French. I like to go with the usual canon where he was born in Switzerland (inside the order) and Ludovic took him to Gotham. However (and inspired by Dan Watters), I picture Jean-Paul spending most of his childhood and teenage years in France, educated by priests and nuns. He can get a summer in Spain or Italy when I feel generous.

Still on this, I imagine JP having certain accent and speaking tone that fall as "french man who has spent too much time speaking english". He needs to focus in order to suppress it (and usually can't do so when he's around Tim).

He has been drinking wine since he was 16, and smoking since 18. Is he proud? No, but he's hardly going to quit when you consider he's a supersoldier.

I usually change his computer science degree for a programming or engineering one, but mostly to adapt him to modern times (plus, he gives me engineer vibes I'm sorry)

This isn't a headcanon as much as the way I adapt him, but I basically copy Slade Wilson's supersoldier nature, as Jean-Paul's origin is way too scifi for the Batman mythos.

JP's a geek AND nerd. Loves LOTR, Dungeons and Dragon, comics, videogames... He's also a bit of an anime fan, but won't say so out loud.

Despite everything, Jean-Paul is religious, and attends church quite frequently. That might not help much with his daily, terrible, catholic guilt.

He has a love-hate relationship with his long hair, and truth is that he only keeps it long because Tim said he liked it and well...

And finally going into JeanTim territory: JP has always liked petite black haired people. If you picked all his partners and crushes, 90% of them look like Tim. In JP's defense, he had already developed "a type" way before meeting Tim

JeanTim headcanons:

They roleplay as Batman and Robin/Catwoman quite often. Very often.

Dick loathes their relationship. Tim constantly needs to stop Dick and JP from punching each other and open old wounds.

Damian is the one who finds JeanTim logical. Two warriors dedicated to Gotham are dating? 'Wow, must have been a surprise, father!'

JeanTim both have horrible schedules due to being vigilantes, and if it weren't because of their two cats meowing in hunger, JeanTim wouldn't get up before 10am. Never.

Jean-Paul took (back) a job at WE if only to be able to see Tim during those hours.

Yes, they have slept together at the office.

And the batmobile.

And the common showers at the batcave.

It's easier to ask where they haven't done it yet.

Tim has a choking kink, whereas Jean-Paul, worrying as he is, prefers to stick with kisses and hickeys, constantly afraid he will hurt Tim.

It took them ages to get together. Partly because Jean-Paul died, came back, then Tim not-died and came back, and then Gotham was a mess for like - an eternity. It wasn't until Jean-Paul came back from Europe that they started flirting and eventually dating.

Luke was who suffered the most while JeanTim got together. He was two "failed attempts at getting those two together" away from burning something down. Preferably Jean-Paul.

Lonnie is their second most loyal hater. Jason is a close third, rivaling with Ra's al Ghul, who huffed at the news and argued that "One day, Timothy will stop playing with that golden retriever"

JeanTim shouldn't have kids, but they will, because the narrative hates them.

Jean-Paul asks Tim to marry him barely eight months in their dating. They marry before Dick or Bruce do, which is a constant thing Alfred brings up when speaking about commitment.

In retrospective, however, Jean-Paul and Tim both have been thinking about getting married even before dating, so... Yeah, that.

Have you seen how loyal big dogs will attack anyone who looks ugly at their owner? That's Jean-Paul with Tim. And it's so obvious that it didn't take long for Gotham criminals to pick up that Azrael and Red Robin were definetely together.

JeanTim as team at undercover are the worst. They always end up leaving and going to a room rather than father information. But how could JP even resist to Tim in a bunny costume?

Tim's main nickname for JP is "Angel", and JP's main nickname for Tim is "Chaton" (kitten)

Tim Wayne-Drake headcanons:

Tim has been openly queer almost since becoming Robin. Don't ask him about his first four crushes, though. He won't answer.

While JP has a longer bed-partner list, Tim is the one with a heavier past regarding serious relationship. Jean had just one proper dating, but plenty of one night stands. Tim had few to none one night stands, yet many long, painful relationships.

In the same topic, Tim carries more traumas and insecurities born from complicated relationships. It takes JP a quite to convince Tim that he's not leaving.

Tim also drinks and smokes, but has to do so with moderation due to losing his spleen. He's trying to quit for real, but fails constantly.

Tim, being openly queer and comfortable on his gender, crossdresses in a daily basis, and wears makeup, heels and nails everyday. Yes, that includes when he's using an Armani suit for a WE meeting.

As a rich kid, Tim learned to play the piano. Nowadays he only plays when alone, or when Jean-Paul is with him. It's an intimate, childish sentiment that fills him up when he plays, and he doesn't want to taint it with his current life.

Tim wears his mother perfume sometimes, and even sprays it on his pillow when feeling lonely.

His father's cologne, in the other hand, is sprayed on coats too big for Tim that he wears on winter.

Tim has a sweet tooth, but loves eating spicy foods even if that means burning his tongue (and yes, perhaps certain eco terrorist had something to do with that...)

When burning in fever due to the clench, Tim had a shameful thought that always came back to haunt him: "If I live, if I grow up, I want to marry a man like Jean-Paul"

Hope you had some fun reading, anon! 💚

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

Bf appreciation post because he’s so fucking cute like what???!

1. He knew I was going to be tired today because I worked last night (even though he did too) and he told me it would be okay to call out today even though he’d miss me. (I didn’t call out though)

2. He’s going on vacation and today is his last day and he was like “don’t find anyone else while I’m gone, okay?” OBVIOUSLY NOT POOKIE ILYSM.

3. He’s been sick, so he’s scared to kiss me because he doesn’t want to get me or my family sick. He keeps whining and saying he wants to kiss me so bad like, he’s so down bad but I am too.

4. He’s already preemptively sad because my vacation is at the beginning of next month and he’s like “who am I gonna go on break with?? Who am I gonna hold hands with?”

5. He texts me every morning when I get off and every day before I go into work to tell me to drive safe. (He care me 🥺🥺)

6. He’s not the best texter so we call most of the time when he’s off work and he’ll sit on the phone with me for an hour during my break just to listen to me complain about work. Ilhsm

7. He talked on the phone with me from 6am-10am and talked to my parents and now he’s really excited to meet them when he comes back from vacation. (He already met my stepdad because we all work together)

8. He helped me get my parents to agree to keep the 3 new kittens that my cat had.

9. He looks at me like I’m the most beautiful girl in the whole world and he makes me feel like it too like… ugh!

10. When I went to his house (and we did things obviously) and I got worried that he’d leave me, he was like “please don’t think that. I’m not going anywhere, I promise.” And I cried.

11. He appreciated the $100 lingerie that I got and most men would just wanna get it off but nah, this man like APPRECIATED it. Told me how good I looked in it. FUCK!

12. Looked at me like I was a goddess when he saw me in regular clothes (not my work uniform). Wouldn’t stop telling me how good I looked.

So many more but I have to get into work but ugh

He’s so sweet and perfect and UGH! Just wanna hug the shit out of him always.

[pumpkinsy0]

You know what, screw it! Give me Sad two-Bit headcanons. A Two-Bit who hides from the gang for days perhaps weeks on end, who possibly goes on a bender. Dallas and Johnny’s death hitting him harder than expected.The days start to blur together for him at a certain point. No one knows where he’s at, because like Dallas when he doesn’t want to be found he won’t be.

Give me a A Darrel Curtis who hunts him down and try’s to help me through it. A Darrel Curtis who feels in part guilt, because Two-Bit and him were arguably the closest of the gang growing up but once his parents died their friendship while their was strained. A Darrel who helps two bit out and realize he’s hurting too and the two have a heart to heart.

give me a gun!!!please!!!!im begging u!!!

•i think what would like, REALLY set him off to go on this bender is him losing his switchblade, and its not bc he lost it exactly, its just the idea behind it, something he cherished is just gone now, along w dally and johnny, in a twisted way, he finds it a lil funny also

•nobody rlly did anything to help two bit (and steve but srry this aint bout him rn whoops), not bc they didnt notice him drinking more or anything, but bc pony took up their attention, and they didnt think two bit could break like that, they let anyone cope any way they could

•it started off small, with two bit not popping up some days then coming back like an outside cat, but then one day he just, didnt come back, and that automatically worried them, they already lost 2 and dont want a 3rd

•darry looks all around, and gets help from two’s mother, goes to bucks and where ever else two could b, they went to the cops but god knows how slow the cops r to help ppl like them

•but he does find him, stumbling around in the town next over, damn near tipping into walls and the garbage on the street, and darry just feels guilt, over not helping two when he needed help, he felt like he abandoned two when two helped him the most

•darry managed to get two in the car, saying if not for himself, then his mom and little sister

•darrys not good w emotions, so i dont think he’d think he knows what to say here, and they just drive in silence, but darry did stop at the store to get him some things to help w his hang over later

•he dropped two bit off and he felt bittersweet seeing how happy two mom got seeing him back, he always sees them jokingly argue with each other, so it was a nice change of pace, but it did make him think about his own mom a bit, their moms were always pretty good friends

•in two days time, darry goes back to twos hows to see how hes doing and they just, talk, a lot actually, darry left at like 10am and came back home in the afternoon, but its bc being back w two but there just made everything feel like it was ok again!!! its like when they were kids and darrys mom let him go over there again

•let them b good friends again,,,please,,,,,

[goodluckclove]

Write With Me!

Hello, friends and colleagues! I have a lot of new followers here, so I figure it's a great time to do what I usually do and shout into the void that I'll be crafting word-shapes for the next few hours. I'd love for you to join me!

I'm in the bedroom of the new house. It has a TON of natural light, which is great. We got one cat lounging on the blankets in our weird, open closet. The other one is planning something somewhere else in the world. I have a Monster energy drink (Pineapple) and I'm ready to get down to writing that gay shit.

Oh there's the other cat. He just meandered into the room.

Are you writing anything? I find I write a lot better when I co-work, so maybe you will do. it's almost 10am here, I'll probably stop at like 12:30 PST for lunch. Maybe I'll write a little more after that before I go to Trader Joe's. Anyways, you should join me! I'm available to talk about your project if you need it!

Good luck, friends!

[britcision]

Listen I had a good long chonk I was gonna give you but it’s been a long day and I broke my headphones and I am SUFFERING

So you all can too

Have some more chapter 14 of Dead and Loving It, happy WIP Wednesday!

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A Good Excuse To Be A Bad Influence ii

When they’d finally dragged themselves to bed, Tim had offered to let Tucker use one of the manor’s nearly infinite guest rooms.

They’d picked one out and everything, changed into pyjamas (Tucker borrowed an old pair of Dick’s), and sat on the bed talking about technology until they both fell asleep.

Probably around 8am.

Tucker hadn’t had a proper slumber party since leaving Amity Park, but he was kinda getting used to waking up tucked next to a still-sleeping Wayne adoptee when his phone buzzed around 10am.

Foul treachery from Danny. As usual.

Tucker barely woke up, hand crawling from the pile to rest against the PDA, and that was all he needed. His awareness slipped from the device to his phone, always linked.

From his phone to Danny’s. Into Danny’s music app, where he picked a suitable vengeance even as he slipped back into sleep.

Watched Danny through the phone as if it were a dream, easily filtering out the sounds of his own music as Danny flailed around, trying to turn the music off, trying to turn the music down, failing on all counts, and flailing his way out of the dorm.

Down to meet Jason, his phone now buried in six layers of socks that did nothing to stop the music from being heard, or Tucker from watching.

Tucker cranked the volume a little more anyway. The thought had to count for something.

If Danny wanted to call him petty, well, Tucker Foley could redefine “petty” all on his own.

Providing his friends with a semi-mocking soundtrack really was the least of his abilities; he was literally doing it in his sleep.

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[nabibeans]

Marry you: Seongjoong in Paris.

By: Amethyst Leigh

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10:00am

Hongjoong woke up to the sunlight streaming into the small hotel room, the warm glow coating his honey skin; next to him..a mess of long hair and blankets slept peacefully at his side. Park Seonghwa, his beloved; his soulmate, his whole world.

“Beautiful….”

Hongjoong ran his fingers over the delicate skin of his boyfriend’s shoulders, enjoying the warmth it provided. Seonghwa didn’t budge an inch; cuddling his Toothless plushie to his chest. The one Hongjoong had bought him at Build a Bear workshop the night before, the same night he bought the most perfect ring to present to his star.

“Tonight. I’ll do it tonight.”

Hongjoong leaned in, kissing his lover’s soft skin, peppering kissing along the tanned skin. Seonghwa stirred, rolling over to face his boyfriend.

“Good morning…what time is it?”

His voice slurred with sleep, his eyes soft as sunlight caught them; making the brown turn to a vibrant amber.

“It’s 10am, you slept a lot my love.”

Seonghwa nodded, sitting up in the bed; stretching his arms above his head.

“Right…the last day in Paris, can we enjoy it together?”

That had been the plan, spending the day with Seonghwa; proposing to him at the end of the night before they headed back to Korea.

“Yeah, that sounds good baby.”

Hongjoong pulled him in for a kiss, soft and tender. Their limbs tangled in each other and the sheets between their bare bodies.

“I’ll get changed.”

Seonghwa got out of the bed, and all Hongjoong could do was watch him.

“Yeah…me too.”

12:00pm

Hongjoong sat across from Seonghwa in the cafe, the older male looked beautiful; hair styled neatly..he wore a gray sweater with some black slacks, nearly matching Hongjoong himself. Seonghwa was so beautiful, Hongjoong couldn’t keep his eyes off him.

Babe…Baby…Honey…?

“Hongjoong!”

Hongjoong shook his head, looking back to his confused looking boyfriend.

“Ah sorry honey, what’s up?”

Seonghwa smiled,

“I was asking if you wanted to split the steak meal? It’s really big, so I think we could both get our fill with just one plate.”

Hongjoong nodded.

“Sure, that sounds great honey.”

Hongjoong squeezed Seonghwa’s hand across the table, admiring how his boyfriend nodded eagerly at his response. Once they’d ordered their meal Hongjoong began to feel nervous, soon he’d be proposing to Seonghwa; in the city of love…It didn’t feel real, it didn’t feel like they’d really come this far.

“What do you want to do today baby?”

Hongjoong asked, looking back up at Seonghwa who was taking a sip of his cola.

“Oh uhm…I was wanting to do a bit of shopping if that’s okay?”

Hongjoong nodded.

“Yeah, that sounds great.”

Seonghwa arched a brow, leaning forward a bit.

“You okay babe? You seem kinda out of it, we don’t have to go shopping if you don’t want-“

“I want to Hwa, I’m sorry I’m just…thinking.”

Seonghwa laughed softly, once of those loud laughs that make his shoulders shake.

“You’re always thinking babe, just stop it for a second okay?”

As if it was that easy. Seonghwa consumed his every thought, his every desire. Seonghwa was the reason he was even here to begin with.

“I’ll try baby, don’t worry.”

The two chatted a while longer before their meal was brought out. After lunch they’d head to the shopping district, then dinner together; and then Hongjoong would pop the question. He’d ask Seonghwa to marry him.

“It’s gonna be a good day.”

Seonghwa smiled at that, nodding happily.

“It always is when it’s with you.”

The couple began to enjoy their meal together, a comfortable silence falling over them.

5:30pm

Hongjoong held Seonghwa’s hand as they walked towards their dinner destination, Seonghwa looked content with all his shopping bags; his lips curled up in a cat-like grin. They were headed to dinner now, and in an hour Hongjoong would be getting down on one knee to propose to Seonghwa. It felt so real now, he was about to make the love of his life his fiancé.

“Pizza okay honey? I kinda just want something light.”

Seonghwa spoke softly, Hongjoong nodded. Holding his hand a little tighter.

“Pizza sounds great, we do have a flight to catch tomorrow so I don’t want to fill my stomach too much.”

Seonghwa nodded happily, squeezing Hongjoong’s hand tightly in his. The two entered the pizza parlor and sat near the window as they were handed menus. Hongjoong admired the way Seonghwa looked in the golden glow of golden hour, his tanned skin glowed as did his eyes.

“You look beautiful Seonghwa.”

Hongjoong spoke softly, holding his hand in his. Seonghwa blushed, turning his head to hide the redness in his face.

“You’ve been calling me beautiful all day, what’s the occasion dear?”

Hongjoong chuckled.

“I can’t call my boyfriend beautiful?”

“Not this frequently.”

The couple laughed. The sound mixing together beautifully.

After dinner, they’d be united in a new way, a new chapter of their story would begin. And Hongjoong couldn’t wait a moment more.

7:00pm

Seonghwa walked slightly ahead, skipping along as they headed back to the hotel. Hongjoong took a deep breath, reaching into his pocket to take the engagement ring box out again, and then put it back in his pocket.

“Hey Seonghwa, can we talk?”

Seonghwa stopped, turning immediately as he nodded.

“Yeah, what’s wrong honey?”

Hongjoong took a deep breath, here it goes….

“Seonghwa, we’ve been together since 2018, nearly as long as we’ve been members of Ateez. I want you to know, that you are the greatest thing that could have ever happened to me; and I genuinely think you’re my soulmate.”

He stopped, walking closer to Seonghwa who’s eyes were wide and sparkling.

“Park Seonghwa, I love you; more than you will ever know. I always have and always will, so what I’m saying it…”

Hongjoong got down on one knee, taking out the ring box and opening it. Seonghwa’s hands came to his mouth, a audible gasp slipping out.

“Park Seonghwa, will you do me the honor of taking my last name? Will you marry me?”

Seonghwa’s eyes overflowed with tears, his lips parted to give his answer; Hongjoong waited eagerly.

“I…”

“Oh my gosh! There they are! Hongjoong and Seonghwa!”

The beautiful moment came crashing down around them, fans had been waiting for them outside the hotel; of course they had. They could never just have a peaceful moment to themselves.

“Seonghwa I-“

“No! No I won’t!”

Hongjoong’s heart shattered, Seonghwa was crying; he’d dropped the shopping bags he carried and ran past the fans into the hotel. Leaving Hongjoong on one knee, ring box open; feeling like his perfect proposal had gone down the drain.

“Seonghwa…shit!”

He grabbed the bags, standing up and headed towards the hotel entrance.

“Hongjoong can I have your autograph?”

“No!”

He snapped, anger and frustration coursed through his body; his proposal to Seonghwa had been ruined by selfish fans who’d stalked them.

“So rude.”

That was enough to anger him further.

“It’s rude to stalk people and stand outside their hotel! It’s rude in interrupt a private moment! No autographs, no pictures! Leave.”

He entered the building letting the glass doors slam shut.

7:45pm

Seonghwa sat on the bed, sobbing into his hands. Why did those ‘fans’ have to show up during the most exciting moment of his life? It wasn’t their moment to barge in on, it wasn’t their proposal; it was his. It was his proposal and it was ruined by selfish individuals who called themselves fans.

“Hwa? Honey I’m coming in.”

Seonghwa wiped his eyes, laying down in the bed and pulling the blankets over his head; he couldn’t face Hongjoong after he’d said no. Especially when he didn’t mean it, it had slipped out as he was panicking.

“Honey? Can I touch you?”

Seonghwa nodded under the blankets.

“Honey, can you look at me?”

He shook his head. Hongjoong sighed, adjusting his position next to his boyfriend.

“I’m sorry that our proposal wasn’t what either of us expected. I’m sorry it got interrupted by rude people, I’m sorry for not checking before I-“

Seonghwa sat up.

“Stop blaming yourself, it’s not your fault!”

Hongjoong’s eyes were red and puffy, he’d been crying. Seonghwa immediately frowned.

“Oh honey….”

The two shared a tight embrace, both men finding comfort in each others arms; it was unsure who began to cry first. Both males continued to hug each other and let out all of their frustrations, it was Hongjoong who broke the silence.

“Did you mean it when you said no?”

Seonghwa shook his head.

“I do, I want to marry you! I was just…I was panicked, and I felt like my special moment had been taken from me, so I said no because I was scared and upset…I will…I will marry you.”

Hongjoong immediately kissed him, his arms wrapping around Seonghwa’s neck. Seonghwa kissed him back, his arms around Hongjoong’s waist; melting into his now Fiancé.

“I love you.”

The two spoke at the same time, Hongjoong slipped the ring onto Seonghwa’s finger before kissing him once more.

They’d go back to Korea, get married; and find their own home together. Neither of them would have it any other way.

[compassionatereminders]

Lord. Today has been such a day. I hope it's ok to just rant about it here, if not obviously feel free to delete!!

Got woken up at 1am because my mom needed to go to the ER for excruciating pain. So we load up and I take her. It takes an HOUR for them to even pay her any mind- and it's not because it was busy. We live in a small town, and there was literally nobody there waiting to be seen. We think they were ignoring her because she looked like she was having drug withdrawals (shaking, pale, she couldn't stop moving/fidgeting). They only came out to see her when I brought my little brother in, and they realized that she wasn't just there to try and get meds from the hospital (this is all speculation ofc, but I really can't imagine any other reason that 'nobody saw her'). I'm still so mad because she sat there for so long, crying in pain (my mom NEVER cries, so that's how I could tell it was really bad) and nobody even bothered to check on her for over an hour. It took another hour for her to get any pain relief and while the nurses were all really nice, I'm still incredibly upset that she had to endure it for so long.

Anyways. Mom's going to be fine, she's getting flown to a better hospital a couple hours away to get the problem dealt with. That's all good. I'm staying home with my brother, and my aunt is going to pick her up later today (hopefully; it might take a few more days). The only issue is that I'll need to meet with my little brothers father (not my dad) to drop him off for the weekend, and I hate the guy, but I can easily ignore him so it's fine.

I think it's the stress of coordinating 4 different people's schedules that put me so on edge (my aunt needs to know when my mom is leaving, my sister is coming 1400 miles to Nevada from Texas, my little brother needs to do his homework/get ready to go/be dropped off). Family keeps calling me because I'm the one who lives with my mom, but I don't have any updates, because I'm home looking after my brother. I feel terrible that I can't tell them anything else, but it's still frustrating when I'm trying to get the house cleaned up, take care of a worried 7-year-old, and answer calls just to repeat the same thing.

The final straw though was one of my cats. When my brother and I finally got home around 8am, we were having breakfast. I look over, and my cat is peeing on my moms lunchbox. I freaked out, because that's disgusting, and he had NO reason to do that- their box is perfectly clean, he's not a serial pee monster, he's never been in competition with the other cats. I don't understand why today, of all days, he would choose to make a mess.

I've spent the past hour and a half trying to clean it by hand because I can't just throw it in the washing machine (it has a cloth outside, but its not removable). He ALSO managed to pee on my brother's homework tower (a short, plastic 'filing cabinet' with drawers we keep his stuff in), and of course, it got inside some of the drawers. Luckily the only stuff I had to throw away was some construction paper and white printer paper, and the rest was untouched, but I still had to clean up a MASSIVE puddle of cat pee on the floor, and empty + wipe out four of the drawers.

So. Anyways. I'm not feeling solution-oriented right now, I'm just really angry that this is all happening at once and there's not really anything within my control besides making sure my brother keeps to his schedule. At least he's not too worried, but I've kind of been avoiding talking to him at the moment because I feel like I might snap at him when it's not his fault at all. I'm also avoiding the cat because, while I would never hurt an animal for doing something dumb, I'm still so mad about it. I'd much rather he'd have peed on something of mine.

Now I just feel super on edge, and I keep waiting for ANOTHER bad thing to happen, because at this point it just feels like the universe is out for blood. It's not even noon yet. It's barely 10am

I'm so sorry about all of this. Anti addict ableism is completely unacceptable and literally kills people. It's not like an addict can't ALSO be in excruciating pain/genuinely need urgent care. I'm glad your mom will be okay, but it makes me furious that she was neglected for hours because of prejudices against a potential addiction. And I completely understand that you're not in a good place right now. I'm sorry about the pee situation also, though it's important for me to note that the cat didn't CHOOSE to "make a mess" just to bother you - either he was a bit ill or it was simply an unfortunate accident.

[v--143]

BACK AGAIN

JUST READ THE NEW FIC AND LIKE-

I LOVED IT, LEE SEUNGMIN DEFINITELY HAS MY HEART

How are youuu??? How you been doing???

I actually came this time cuz I wanted to ask you for a fic if you're ok

Could ask for a Lee Han and Ler Minho fic??

Maybe a pt2 of the first fic you posted?? (The one with Lee Han and Lers Minho and Lix)

Thank youuuu, I hope I don't bother you and that you're great!!<3

-🐹

YESSSSS this is my first part 2 to something so I hope it turns out alright 🙏🏻 and I’ve been great! I hope you have too ^^

< Consequences pt.2 >

[Lee! Han (a bit of IN too)]

[Ler! Minho]

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It was the morning after Han got so brutally attacked by Minho and Felix. While the tingles had left his body, he still felt them ghosting over some areas, and the need for revenge was even stronger. Did he want to get revenge because he was mad at them? No. Would it be so fun though? Absolutely.

Felix was out of the house for the day due to his schedules, lucky for him. Most of the members were gone actually, one of them not being Minho. Perfect.

Han stretched his arms out in his bunk bed and got up. It was 9am so Minho was most likely still in bed after the fanmeet the day before, Han only woke up early due to his alarm he didn’t mean to set. It did end up helping him and his idea of a prank though.

Since he was up before Minho, he began to ponder on what he could do to get the older back. He didn’t get scared too easily and he was smart enough to suspect anything if Han tried to act. It had to be something quick that would happen right as he woke up.

Or… something that would affect his precious morning routine. That was perfect.

Han came up with the perfect plan. Lino would typically use his signature cheese when making his morning grilled cheese. Han lightly hopped off the top bunk and tip-toed to the kitchen. He took the cheese Lino used for his morning sandwhiches out of its original container, putting it in a ziploc bag and hiding it in the very back of the fridge behind some other items. He took the now empty cheese bag and, quiet as a mouse, placed it on the nightstand inside a sleeping Jeongin’s room.

Tip-toeing back to his room, Han smiled as he simply played on his phone and awaited the screams of despair to come.

-

Lino was exhausted after the meet yesterday. He stretched like a cat in bed and threw the covers off. It was only 10am, but he was so hungry he could’ve eaten just about anything. But why eat just anything when a grilled cheese sandwhich is an option!

He made his way to the kitchen in an attempt to not wake the maknae or Han up.

“Poor guy” Lino laughed to himself remembering the events of last night. Sure, they may have gone a little bit far, but it wasn’t anything Hanji couldn’t handle. Still, he felt a little bad. Maybe he would buy him some snacks later-

“What..?” Lino whispered to himself when he didn’t spot his cheese container in its usual spot. He searched the fridge a bit more but couldn’t seem to spot anything at all.

No way this was Han’s doing, he was definitely still tired from everything that happened yesterday, and no way he’d have the guts to get back at him like this. He still silently checked on him in his room to see him sound asleep in bed, no cheese container in sight.

“Weird..” Lino thought. No way IN had taken it, he knew better then to do that-

Minho was greeted with his cheese container atop IN’s nightstand when he entered his room.

More for Han’s sake then for anyone, he shut IN’s door before the screaming began.

-

Han had his ear to his door the moment Minho walked out after believing he was still asleep. Not one minute passed until he heard IN’s loud screams of laughter down the hall. It was a mixture of pleas and begging and trying to convince him it wasn’t him who stole the cheese. Minho clearly wasn’t having it, considering IN’s laughter did not stop once.

“IT WAHASNT ME” Han heard from down the hall. The poor maknae was getting absolutely destroyed right now.. oh well.

“WHO else could it have been. WHO?! WHY did you take MY cheese?!” Minho yelled out both furious and amused.

“HAHAN! IT WAHAHAS HAHAHhan” IN yelled out one last time until he fell into a deep, silent laughter.

Or so Han thought.

In reality, Minho had temporarily stopped his attack as he urged IN to explain. IN said he had heard Han shuffling around in the kitchen earlier when he woke up to go use the bathroom.

“Goho check the fridge I bet the cheese is ihin there somewhere” IN said with some residual giggles spilling out, “and you owe mehe an apology and gummy bears later for thihis!”

“Yeah yeah okay I’m sorry Ayennnn~” Minho said as he ruffled his maknae’s hair, “go back to sleep.. I’m about to beat the shit out of this guy.”

-

Han still had his ear to the door, trying to listen in. He couldn’t even hear them anymore. Was Minho even still in IN’s room?

Han waited a couple more minutes until he finally cracked his door open, coming eye to eye with a very mischievous and angry looking Minho.

“Hello.” Minho said bluntly.

“Good morning” Han ‘yawned’ while stretching his arms, “you’re up early! Already eat your sandwhich and everything ..?”

“No actually I haven’t had the chance to.”

“Ahh well…” Han shrugged as Lino shot daggers with his eyes.

“Yeah yeah… anyways I’d like to know what this was doing in the very back of the fridge?” Minho said as he pulled the ziploc bag filled with cheese out of his back pocket.

Shit.

“Oh did you transfer the cheese from the container to a bag? Why? That doesn’t seem helpful. Is it? I’m not very updated on kitchen tips… or food tips for that matter, does it make it more fresh? Or is it like-“

“You’re blabbering. It was you wasn’t it” Minho said not as a question but a statement.

“No no I would never do something like THAT“

“Then who? It wasn’t IN, he’s the only other in here.”

Han had nothing to say. Just stared at Lino with wide eyes.

“You made me attack our maknae, miss out on my morning grilled cheese, and now I’m gonna have to spend the rest of my saved up sleep energy getting you back”

“Uhmmm no, no, no you don’t you can skip that last part that’s not necessa-“

Lino pushed his way into Han’s room and locked the door.

“Wait-!” Han said loudly as he held his arm out at Minho and got on the ladder of the bunk bed.

“If you tickle me right now I will fall off and bust my ass on the floor. And you will be paying my hospital bills.” Han said sternly yet with a smile.

Minho smirked at him, “I’ll wait.”

A few seconds passed.

1 minute of them staring at each other.

Now 2.

Han turned around quickly and sprang onto the top bunk, Lino right behind him. The moment Han was off the ladder, Lino jumped onto the bed and grabbed Han by his collar.

“You never learn do you Hanji?” Lino said as he held Han’s collar mere inches from his face.

“DOHONT HURT MEHEHE” Han whined out dramatically. Lino rolled his eyes and swiftly pushed his chest off the side of the bed.

Han screamed as he thought he would fall all the way down until he realized Lino was sitting on his thighs. Han’s whole torso and arms was hanging off the top bunk, making his world go upside down.

“The blohohood’s gonna rush to my head ooohh man let me UP” Han laughed, already anticipating what was gonna happen.

Lino just smiled to himself. He had the wide expanse of Han’s torso all to himself, and he didn’t even have to worry about holding his arms down since half his torso was literally hanging off the bed. Han was definitely too tired to use his ab strength to pull himself back up, so Lino was home free.

“Any final words? Apologies? Any I’m Sorry’s before I-“

“DOHONT PLEEEASE please pleeease” Han begged in anticipation. He desperately tried to use the momentum of his arms by swinging them back and forth to get himself to sit upright, or his pure ab strength, neither of which worked since he was still so exhausted from yesterday. Great.

Lino wasted no time in poking around the younger’s sides. Han simply crossed his arms and refused to laugh and give in to Lino’s attacks.

“Oh I’M getting the silent treatment? Really.” Minho said with a smirk.

“Mhm”

“Reeeeally” Lino elongated the word as he began to scribble at the very bottom of Han’s stomach in quick little movements.

“Mhmhmhmhm” Han giggled with his lips and eyes sealed shut, still hanging off the bed.

“Stubborn are we” Lino laughed as he knew there was no way Han could resist with how sensitive he was.

So he plunged his hands under his shirt.

“MmhmhehEHEY HEHEY NO STOHOP” Han screamed as Minho tickled all over his stomach and sides and his small waist. Han tried to push at his hands with his own, only to find that he could barely even reach them in his position.

“PLEHEHASE! STOAHAP NOOAHA HYAAAHAHA” Han laughed as he threw his head back and swung it side to side in a desperate attempt to alleviate the tingles at his torso.

Lino tazed at his ribs hard. The younger kept squirming from side to side Lino went at him with no mercy.

A minute passed of nonstop pokes and scribbles and squeezes.

“You want me to let you back up?” Lino asked a red faced sweaty Han.

“Y- yeheaha” Han panted.

“Okay!” Lino said as Han handed him his hand. He hoisted him back onto the bed and quickly stuck his hand under his arm.

Han screamed and tucked himself into a ball on the bed, Lino’s hand still securely wiggling under his arm. Han just shut his arms down by his sides and laughed out.

“Cuteaahh~” Minho cooed, “sit up right” he said as he took his hand out.

Han was panting on the bed, still rolled into a ball. “Whahat?” He asked.

“Sit down on the bed.”

Han did as told, arms out at his defense still.

“Turn around”

“Ahabsolutely not” Han laughed nervously.

“Either you do it or I get you even worse” Lino said.

Han nervously did as told and put his back to Lino.

“Good, now spread your arms out to your sides.”

“WHAT?”

“Like on the titanic yknow that one scene” Lino giggled.

“No! You’re gonna gehet meeehehe” Han whined as he giggled and wrapped his arms around his torso.

“Do it!” Lino said as he took fistful of Han’s hair and shook it playfully.

“I’m scahared”

“You’ll be more scared if you don’t do it and I give you a countdown. You don’t wanna know what happens when I get to 3”

Han slowly began to lift his arms up by his sides. He slammed them down a couple of times but eventually had them fully stretched out.

“Wow you actually did it” Lino said.

“Wait, that was it?”

“Yes- well, no”

Lino plugged both his hands deep into Han’s underarms as he screamed loud enough for IN to hear and laugh all the way from his room.

“NAHAHAHA AAAHHH” Han screamed as he fell back into Lino’s lap and his body shook with effort of getting the tingly feelings off of him.

Lino smiled down at the younger as he attacked him. He looked insanely cute when writhing like this as some mere touches.

“Awwwwwe~”

Han’s face reddened even more as he kicked out on the bed.

“IHIHIT WAS JU- UAHAHA JUHUST CHEHEHESE”

“No, it’s the principle of the matter that you tried to get back at me for something you started. Or maybe you wanted me to get back at you? Is that why your so called ‘prank’ was so bad hmmm?”

“HEHEY IT- AHAHAHA” Han threw his head back in laughter and smiled his gummy smile with crinkled eyes.

“Hm? Didn’t catch that” Lino smirked.

“FUHUCK YOU”

Lino gasped and hoisted Han up by his underarms that he was still attacking, then plunged his mouth into the side of his neck screaming.

“THAT WASN’T NICE” He yelled into the younger’s neck as he began to nibble and wiggle his nose into it. Han followed with a series of squeals and tears running down his face.

“I didn’t hear you denying the whole ‘wanting this’ part of my argument~” Lino teased.

“SHUHUT UP! MY PRAHANK WAS AMAHAZIN- AHAHA STOHOP! DON’T DON’TAhahahehha” Han began running out of breath and losing his stamina quickly.

Lino took his hands out from under Han’s arms and hugged him around his waist, Han still in his lap. He put his mouth on the side of Han’s neck as he spoke.

“Awwwwe was it too much? Too much for the Han Jisung? Awwww” He swung him side to side as he teased his neck. Han squealed and shut his eyes as hard as he could.

“Yohou’re actually teheribble!” Han squealed.

“Who hid my cheese.”

“Don’t eheven”

Han let his body fall to the side and wrapped his arms around Lino’s that were still securely around his waist.

Before crawling off the bed, Lino put his mouth on Han’s ear.

“Try to get back at me again… and I won’t stop until you’re out”

Somehow, Han knew he meant it. A shiver went down his spine as he got butterflies from imagining the feeling of being shown absolutely zero mercy until you’re unconscious, forced to laugh until you can’t laugh anymore and fall into a deep grin-filled sleep.

He put it on his bucket list.

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Minsung Minsung Minsung ＼(^-^)／ ＼(^-^)／ 🩷

[active-mind-15]

As I am lying down on the verge of falling asleep I have decided to post some Akashi sleep headcanons

Now, I have seen many people speculate what Akashi looks like when he sleeps/wakes up or what his sleep habits are, so I thought I'd get a quick one out of the way before going to bed. Let's go!

Even though he's very prim and proper because of his upbringing, I don't think that reflect in how he sleeps.

Not to say he's a messy sleeper per se, but he's definitely not a scarily neat sleeper where he lies still on his back firmly tucked in and doesn't move.

He seems like a side-sleeper who curls in on himself, kinda like a cat. He's normally not vulnerable when he's awake, but when he's asleep, vulnerable is the only word I can imagine when I think about how he looks. There's a particular innocence to his sleeping form. He only sleeps when his guard is down, and he doesn't have to worry about what he looks like.

Very few people have seen him sleep. I know Kuroko is canonically one of them because in that trip to Hawaii from the Replace Plus novels, Kuroko shared a hotel room with him, but I'm wondering who else might have seen him sleep aside from maybe Mibuchi and Nijimura. God knows.

Something that the fandom can agree on is that Akashi's bedhead is probably terrible, though. Especially since he and Kuroko have such similar hairstyles, it wouldn't surprise me that their hair gets messed up in the same way while sleeping. He usually takes care of it before he actually leaves his room (again, he likes maintaining an image in front of others), so just like very few people have seen him sleep, very few have seen his bedhead. Those who have seen it found it so cute.

I wouldn't peg him as a sleep talker, but I don't think he'd be entirely quiet either. If he's having a dream, I'd like to think he'd make little noises, but nothing super loud. In fact, they're so quiet that you almost might not catch it if you happen to be awake.

He doesn't move around a lot either when he sleeps, but he doesn't stay in the same position throughout the night. He only gets really fidgety if he has nightmares.

Speaking of that, I think that since Akashi is so busy, is frequently stressed, and is probably always exhausted, there will be random periods where he'll get frequent nightmares and sometimes sleep paralysis. During those times, he'll be more irritable during the day due to lack of sleep. (Can you tell I'm projecting with my own personal experiences in high school?)

He's tried to find ways to combat this over the years. Tea helps, music helps, and post-Winter Cup, being open with his friends about what's troubling him helps. Through doing all these things, he's able to sleep better and for longer.

(^^Secret 4th remedy, touch helps. The only person who knows this is Mibuchi because when they travel for games and share a hotel room, he's usually with Akashi. Post-Winter Cup, there were nights when Mibuchi heard Akashi make these sad little noises in his sleep, and Mibuchi felt so bad just sitting there and listening without doing anything, so he kinda just walked over to Akashi's bed and softly stroked his hair, just to see if that would do anything?? And it did! Gradually, Akashi quieted down and stopped fidgeting. And Mibuchi went back to sleep. But he told Akashi nothing about those events that transpired.)

And even though he's an early-riser, it's not by choice. He just has so much to do during the day that he can't help but wake up at like 6 or 7am. But if he has nothing to do the next day, he'd rather sleep in til 9 or 10am.

He's also a slow starter. That's why he gives himself so much time in the morning to wake up. It normally takes him a veeeery hot minute to get out of bed because he's constantly having to play catch-up with sleep since he's always busy.

I would bet he's a blanket hogger. He seems like the type to get cold easily, so when it's time for him to sleep, he just switches to Maximum Coze Mode™ and snuggles under the blankets. On a cold day, it's especially hard to get him out of the blankets.

Lastly, if he ever gets tired and falls asleep in school or something like in the gymnasium, he'll have his arms crossed while he nods off. Since it's so rare that Akashi sleeps, though, Kise tells everyone not to bother him. Eventually, it's Nijimura who discovers him and covers Akashi with his jacket.

[tea-and-secrets]

When I was a minor I wanted to make mums for homecoming in highschool. I wanted to make one for me, my sister, my boyfriend, and my best friend. My bestie's dumb ass mentioned it to a friend of hers (keyword, hers not mine) and this bitch by force wanted to tag a long and make one too. I spoke with my bestie and told her no, that this was something I wanted to do for us only. However, it got to the point I had to by force allow this other person. They wouldn't shut the hell up and kept throwing tantrums! For reference, this person was a white bitch who was racist as shit and nothing but hatred came out of her mouth when she opened it. So we went over to that bitch's house and her mom was there braless in a see through shirt then that bitch I hate took her bra off in front of us. While I was trying to get the mums ready her mom started talking about her sex life in front of us minors and I kept asking her to stop that I was uncomfortable and she refused. Well, bitch throws a tantrum that I have too many things and I'm not sharing with her when I HAD 4 MUMS I NEEDED TO FUCKING MAKE. I only bought supplies for us, not her, she wasn't even suppose to be there! So we went to a craft store and I only bought her one set of ribbon and got my friend an accessory for her teddy bear. We got back and despite me saying "hey, hurry up I have my online class assignment (it was 5 assignments a day for that class) later" and I was flat out starving. Well, she made us ramen, the fucking cheap ass shit and talked about what a chef she was and blah blah. So while I'm trying to eat and hurry with the mums I only manage to make my boyfriends and mine and said sorry I'm leaving and for them to use the rest of the stuff for my sisters mum. Yeah, what they made my sister was pathetic and that bitch used up all the supplies even though I strictly said everything was for my sister. My sisters had a cat and like 3 ribbons on the mum and they fucked up the feather boa my sister wanted so badly. I told my bestie if she cared for the friendship she would never in her life make me hang out with a piece of crap that stole the shit I bought, wouldn't let me go home, gave me cheap ass ramen at 8pm when I was at her house since 10am, and her mother who wouldn't fuck off! Jesus, her mom was fucking something else! No I don't want to hear how you fucked a guy after his wife got hit by a car and was in a coma. I don't want to hear how you miss your ex husband's dick. Like JFC I am a minor I don't care, you are 54!

I'm not friends with that person anymore, but I should have seen that mum fiasco as the last nail on the coffin and ended the friendship. I didn't even get to properly glue on the teddy bear and hearts on my mum and I lost them in school, but someone was nice and returned it to me despite the teddy bear getting dirty. I'm still beyond pissed they ruined my sister's mum too. Like wow fucker, I wanted to do something nice for my little sister and you fucks ruined it.

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