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[whatifitis]

♡ Pack It Up - CL 16 ♡

Summary: You're so irrevocably in love with Charles Leclerc and enjoying life when all of a sudden, you hear this agitating noise (your ex who is an actor and probably mentally deranged or SOMETHING).

Author's Note: Hi my lovlies! This is my first attempt at an SMAU so PLEASE BE NICE 😭 this is based off this request! also this can be seen as a pt. 2 to good luck charlie, but can also be read as a stand alone 😋 also the part 2 link is here and at the bottom cause fuck ass tumblr can suck my dick

CW: SMAU, uhhhh, fluff? angst? girl idk 😭use of the word hoe/whore in portuguese

y/n_l/n

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y/n_l/n in your eyes, i get lost, i get washed away

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charlesleclerc mon amoureuse, the most beautiful person in the world and the one i get to belong to ❤️

User67 ohhh our girl is so in love 🤭

User32 does this mean the next album will solely be a love album? 👀

jade_distinguinn ✨🌘

alex_albon i just know the next album is gonna eat!

↳ lilymhe who tf taught you that?!

↳ alex_albon you?!

↳ lilymhe mhm 🤨 im watching you, Alexander Albon Ansusinha

↳ User22 yall… its been 3 hrs since albon was last seen, do you think lily got him? 

↳ lilymhe 🤫

↳ User22 😨

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charles_leclerc 

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charles_leclerc i wanna teach you how forever feels, ma déesse

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y/n_l/n je t’aime tellement, mon amour. I can’t believe that this incredible man is all mine 🥰

User89 wait he’s using her song lyrics about him 😭😭😭😭

User56 yall ever think about how on y/n’s posts, the first pic is of charles but charles never puts her in the first pic?

↳ User44 it’s not that serious dude

↳ User79 hmmm i never thought of that, it is a bit weird, like he doesn’t want people to see her that much?

↳ User10 yall are crazy, this post has 4 pictures and 3 of them have y/n in it

↳ User05 tom never hid her tho 🙃 just saying

User23 ugh they’re literally couple GOALS 😍

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tomblyth

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tomblythe some photos from christmas break, ready to come back to work happy and healthy 👍

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User51 ugh, could he be any hotter 😫

User33 ehm, who dat?

User00 cringing at the 2nd pic

↳ User99 okay and? U didn’t have to voice it

↳ User12 but yet i did 

User0 is that rachel?

↳ User9 NO IT’S Y/N

↳ User34 yall need to let that go, they broke up so long ago

↳ User9 no im being so fr, y/n posted that exact picture when they were together

↳ User56 omg?! You might be right, i recognize that pic

↳ User12 YALL ITS LEGIT  HER, ITS MY PFP AND I GRABBED IT WHEN IT WAS FIRST POSTED WHEN THEY WERE TOGETHER OMFG

↳ User66 wait, so what does this mean? I thought y/n was dating that one french guy

↳ User45 that guy is not french, hes monegasque ☝️ and yes they are dating

↳ User3 maybe they broke up? 

↳ User72 no way, they just posted pics of each other, my money is tom is playing dirty to get her back

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y/n_l/n posted a story

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tomblyth posted a story

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User99 oh sir…

User34 it was clearly an accident, you don’t have to apologize

User76 so are u guys not getting back together? 😔

User89 but why did u have it? It’s been years

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tomblyth posted a story

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User32 OMG ARE YOU AND Y/N BACK TOGETHER?! PLS STOP WITH THE GAMES AND TELL US

User45 bruh this is so fucking weird, using your ex’s song to soft launch your new girl?

User96 ooooh this tea is piping HOT

User62 Oh hell no 😭

User05 so you’re not single anymore? 🥺

francisca.cgomes VAI P’A PUTA QUE TU PARIU

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f1gossippofficial

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F1gossippofficial seems like y/n l/n’s ex, Tom Blythe, wants her back? Tom has not only posted an old picture of y/n but has also used her song, which she wrote about him, to soft launch a new girl… or should i say someone he’s knows ‘all too well’

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User96 I can’t be the only one who thinks this is crazy, right? 

↳ User55 Def not, idk what’s going on but holy fuck they either need to stay together or get over eachother

↳ User87 i think y/n has been over Tom for quite some time now. She seems happy with charles

↳ User34 but is she really? Tom was the one to end things so she might’ve “moved on” but is wasting time with charles

↳ User66 no way, those two are so in love and you can see it in the way they look at eachother and talk about eachother. I mean just listen the song she just put out ‘ease my mind’

↳ User29 if you’re gonna bring that up, then let's also bring up ‘we can’t be friends’ i mean it’s all about how she’s waiting for Tom “wait until you love me again”

User10 Tom needs to leave Y/n ALONE

↳ User98 AGREED

Use09 she’s probably just another bitch using charles for fame and money, she should just leave him already cause he deserves so much better

↳ User77 not to mention she’s not as pretty as his exes 🤭

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tomblyth

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tomblythe the smell of you hair reminds me of her feet

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User40 wtf is that caption

↳ User55 OH GIRL LEMME TELL YOU. so this song is called ‘be my mistake’ and it’s essentially this guy telling the girl he’s fucking with that she will never be the girl he loves. Like “you’re great but shes amazing and beautiful” type of stuff

↳ User40 nah that’s sickening 😭

User76 i lowkey feel bad for his new girl, he’s obvs using her to get y/n back

↳ User56 yall not everything is about y/n

↳ User78 but it clearly is?! All the evidence points to it being about y/n and getting her back

User66 omg couples goals 😍

User90 that girl is so lucky to have tom like UGH i wish

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f1gossippofficial

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F1gossippofficial Breaking: Charles Leclerc was recently spotted attending a brand event… without y/n? Rumor has it the two have separated 😱

Thoughts? 👀

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User49 OMG DID HE FINALLY DUMP THAT GOLD DIGGING BITCH 🤩

User12 nooo, mi parents 🙁

User56 honestly about time

↳ User44 wdym about time?

↳ User56 i feel like it’s been obvious that they’ve been unhappy together for a while. Tom is also a better match for y/n

↳ User44 uhm, they literally posted pics of eachother not long ago in a loving photo dump? Also tom was a manipulative person towards y/n and he drained the fuck out of her and made her miserable

↳ User56 instagram posts dont mean shit in the real world. And all this stuff against tom is alleged 

User32 now’s my chance 😍

User66 orrrr maybe they dont have to be together 24/7?

↳ User94 they always go to events together tho…

↳ User21 well y/n also has a job so maybe she was busy

↳ User50 idk man, doesn't look good for charles atm

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y/n_l/n

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y/n_l/n working on things 👍

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User77 NOW LOOK WHAT YALL DID! YOU TOOK HER SPARKLE

oliviarodrigo omg so excited bestie 🤭

User93 omg new music? 👀

↳ User33 breakup music? ☹️

↳ User10 do NOT put that into the universe ☝️

User65 yall i dont wanna be a bummer but… charles isnt in the likes…

↳ User80 why is this a big deal?! Maybe he’s busy 

↳ User34 charles is ALWAYS the first to like her posts, he’s never missed a post or been late

↳ User78 omg did they actually breakup?! 

User89 FUCK YOU TOM BLYTH! YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID

francisca.cgomes my beautiful girl, love you so much ❤️

↳ y/n_l/n love you too 🩷

↳ User42 YALL SHE ISN’T USING THE RED HEART, ITS OVER 😭😫

Part 2

[thatoneautisticshark]

Okays for one I'm just now following and discovering your stuff and I am eating it UPPP I'm vibing with it yes!

Secondly! I loved this blurb of yours in particular! Obv feel free to ignore if you aren't up for requests or anything but I'm so down for this?? Idk how you feel about poly!141 though I think I've seen it mentioned a bit so far, but I would honestly just love to hear more of your ideas regarding that with poly 141.

Maybe Simon amd Price are the beginning of it, Price taking care of Simon and things going from there, then eventually Soap and Gaz get involved because of course they do! Maybe they fond out about Price and Simon's after mission care, maybe Ghost sees that Gaz is beyond stressed and tells him he should go to Price for 'help'! Maybe there could be a litttttle hint of angst and Soap having self esteem issues and he gets a little withdrawn because he can tell something is going on with the others that he isn't a part of, but he doesn't know what, Price would fix that real quick and make sure Soap feels loved and included. They all end up taking care of and looking after eachother, they're used to looking after one another but now there's more to it! They all end up involved with eachother and they get a happy ending because I (and the entire community) say so.

Also random bit of talk, but I just love the idea of 141 retiring together from the military, living together, even working together still! Coffee/tea shop for shits and giggles of course, but I think maybe something like a mechanics shop or even some construction or renovation stuff would suit them more! They're used to keeping busy and using their hands, fixing problems, they do well with the labor involved it's what they're used to.

Anyways!!!! Just thought I'd word vomit all of this out there lmfao, sorry for the novel written 🤣😭 I haven't touched Tumblr in a while which is crazy bc the cod men have not left my brain since I was last here. Anyways!!!! I hope you have a wonderful day thank you for reading this far!!!

hehehe! Thank you so much! I'm glad people are enjoying. None of my baby soap yet, but I wanted to post this before I go to

bed :3

Gaz was the first to know what was happening between his lieutenant and captain, having had the … misfortune, although he wouldn't really call it that, of walking in on Ghost with price's dick in his mouth.

He hadn't even realised it was Ghost at first, with no mask on, and Jesus he was pretty.

And Price all flushed, and god the size of his dick. Gaz was happy for them obviously. But he couldn't say he wasn't a bit jealous.

Not of one or the other in particular, he'd love to be in either of their positions. But it wasn't a clawing nasty jealousy.He didn't get sour seeing them together.

It was just more of a, ‘Well buggar’ I can't get with either now. But all in all, Gaz didn't give a shit, he was happy they were happy.

But right now, he didn't want to think about it, his brain would twist it. He was sitting out by one of the fields in the rain. Just needing the fresh air, the getaway, something.

All the back to back missions, and then family drama did not have him in the best headspace, he was tired and exhausted and just wanted to shut his fucking brain down.

He was so in his head, he didn't even notice Ghost coming up beside him, until a large warm hand was on his shoulder, causing him to jump.

“Alright Kyle?”the voice came soft.

Gaz froze, unsure how to answer, he couldn't exactly be honest, but he didn't want to lie.

He hated lying to those he cared about.“Uhm…. Debatable?”

The hand in his shoulder moved to his hair. “Hm, how about we don't debate your mental state, and instead get you inside and dry.” It was phrased as a suggestion, but Gaz knew it was an order.

He nodded mutely, allowing Ghost to pull him up to his feet. A hand on the small of his back, leading him. Well that was certainly the intention. For Gaz currently it was much more of a grounding force. Had that touch not been there, he genuinely thought he might have burst into tears.

He barely realised where they were going until they were within the Superior officers building, but… they weren't going to Ghosts room?Gaz frankly didn't have the energy to question it. He trusted Ghost, whatever he was doing, Gaz would follow.

He blinked as Ghost led him into Price's room. He hadn't been in here much.but it was cosy, warm toned, many pillows around, blackout curtains, a few candles. All together something that already made Gaz want to relax.

Even as he shivered from the chill settling in. He had no clue why he was being brought here, but didn't argue. Price looked up from his bed, his eyes narrowing, at the state of Gaz.

He was pretty sure he looked shit. Eyes were probably red from crying, whole body drenched and shivering, being led by Ghost.He probably looked pathetic as fuck.

And now his captain was seeing this.

Before his thoughts could spiral more, Price stood up, walking over.Gaz wasn't quite sure what he expected, but it wasn't Price's warm hands gently cupping his face, thumbs rubbing his cheeks.

And it especially wasn't the soft coo “Aw… sweet boy, your soaking. Come on, what's happening?” As the rough hands tugged him gently towards the couch. He vaguely registered that Ghost followed, the hand on his back not moving even as he was sat on the couch. It still being a warm, grounding weight.

Price knelt In Front of him, a hand on his thigh “How long were you in the rain love? You’re freezing cold.” Gaz couldn't even put together enough words to explain, he honestly wasn't sure.

Luckily Ghost spoke. “I know he was out there for at least an hour. The idiot” The last sentence was said fondly.

Price winced. “No wonder you are fully drenched, love. Come on” Price's calloused hands slide under the sergeants shirt. “You'll catch a cold” he murmured before directing his attention to Ghost “Si, you know where my spares are”

Gaz was so out of it, he barely registered he whined slightly when Ghost stood, stopping rubbing his back. Price immediately shushed him, in that same gentle quiet tone. “Shh relax darling, he is just grabbing something for me yeah?”

His tone was soft as he pulled Gaz's shirt off, chucking it aside. His hands trailing the skin warming it up, and gently soothing the younger man.

Soon Ghost returned, slipping one of Price's larger shirts over Gaz's head, and then slipping a larger soft pair of track pants onto him as well.

Gaz simply moved where they prompted, trusting them, as they dressed him in warm, dry clothes.He still wasn't sure what he expected but it wasn't both men then standing and sitting on either side, but he was too tired to question it and just melted against them.

Price voice was sweet like honey in his ear. “That's it Lovie. Settle down, it's okay”Gaz's eyes absently tracked over to Ghost, trying to get a glimpse of his expression.

His… boyfriend? Sex partner? Whatever was calling Gaz love. Was he not bothered?Ghost seemed to immediately understand the look, one of his unique skills. “We aren't monogamous, you know? I mean we don't even technically have a label on it, but price makes really good stress relief, if you like subbing.”

Gaz blinked, finally speaking for the first time since entering the room “I.. are you.. encouraging me to fuck him??”

His lieutenant shrugged “Not necessarily fuck, but he is good. Even if you keep all your clothes on, he can get you relaxed and in a sweet headspace, and you clearly need something Kyle”

They weren't monogamous? Not only that, Ghost was encouraging it, and price wasn't arguing? Gaz felt like his head might explode, he couldn't believe it.

He definitely wanted to.. but.. he didn't want to leave Ghost's side. And then that fucking power of Ghosts kicked in again.

“I can stay, Kyle. I don't have to go anywhere” At the nod he received he continued “just relax and be a good boy yeah? We'll take care of you”

Gaz had never considered himself a bottom, or submissive in any amount, he always topped. Even with soap, when they fooled round, there usually was no one in control, but if anyone was, it was Gaz.

But at those sweet, sweet words of praise, and Ghost gently tugging him onto the thick soft thighs, he melted. Fuck he would do anything they asked.

Price huffed a laugh. “Oh the sweet boy, yeah? You're gonna be so good for us” He murmured, stroking Gaz's hair.

Slowly, gaz's head started to drift off into a much nicer place. It was softer, gentler. Mission reports and recruit files fell to the wayside, briefings and emails were long forgotten.

Family drama, and exhausting missions were not even a thought as he leaned against Ghost's chest as Price's hands trailed across him, gentle.

Treating him as if he was important.A hand made it's way to his hair, he wasn't even sure whose it was, but it scratched the crown of his scalp just right.

The weight a comfort, in his damp hair. He, much to his mild dismay, began to drift off, sandwiched between the two men. He tried to fight it at first, but when Price gently rumbled at him to rest, they could continue another day, his eyes flickered shut.

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I didn’t know how to make it look good. I don’t use tumblr that much…

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"Y/N… I need to finish this—can't you wait…?" He mumbles, a soft sigh escaping his lips, attempting to maintain his composure despite him gripping the seat to keep himself in that chair. So many weeks with him keeping all of his thoughts to himself, and even now he tries to hide it, how much he needs release from it all. He had to admit he was flustered, so desperately needy for your touch. But he had to finish this. It was important. Nothing could distract him now, not even you.

When you hear this, your eyes widen in shock. You guess he wasn't going to give in as easily as you thought. “No, that can wait, I cannot– I need you now.”

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Or, he’s overworked, and your underfucked :)

*** this work is for adult audiences. Minors DNI ***

Warnings: smut, Overstimulation, Vaginal Fingering, unprotected sex (don’t), Light BDSM, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Creampie, Minimal use of Y/N

3.9k words, - cross posted on ao3 :,)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63023806/chapters/161404672

I need you closer

It had been so long since you'd last seen him like that, a mess, whimpering under you with tears in his eyes as he begged—and oh, you missed it. He is always busy now, working on some new album for his group. It made you sad to see him worn out like that, seeing that shine in his pretty eyes slowly get numbed away over time as the pressure overwhelmed him. It was like its own special torture that he couldn’t help but dive deeper into. It killed you to see him like that, and you were growing needy for him, to help relieve some of the pressure that’s been building up inside him.

As the days passed, you felt more hopeless of doing anything with him since he wouldn't get off his damned computer. Days turned to weeks, and those weeks being pent up with so many feelings turned you crazy, you simply couldn't take it anymore. He’s your husband. He should be taking care of you, loving you, letting you rule his life. So, if he wasn't going to do anything, then you might as well try.

You spent the whole day cleaning and making his favorite food. That night, when he got home from practice, he immediately sat at the dinner table with his computer, opening a file to edit something for a bit longer before he notices the scent of his favorite dish.

“What did you make for dinner?” He asks as he finally looked at you for the first time today.

“Oh, nothing much, but there's dessert too. I don't mind whichever you have first.” You say as you placed a piece of cheesecake and a spoon in front of him.

“You made cheesecake? Are you trying to bribe me?” He teases as he uses the spoon to scoop up a small bite before lifting it to his mouth to eat.

“Did I say that out loud or what? Sheesh, it's kind of scary how fast you read me.”

“No, it just seems like something you’d do. And since that’s what's happening… What is it exactly that you want from me?” He questions, his eyebrow raising a tiny bit as he watched you curiously.

“Well, if you really want to know… I planned to have you under me tonight. I know that you’ve been so busy lately so I thought that I should help you out, let me do all of the work, I know how to push your buttons…” You toy, looking into his eyes to see his reaction. Once you say that, you see blush form brightly on his cheeks and ears. You won, or that's what you thought.

“I—I hate to break it to you, but I'm not done with this song. I haven't even pitched the idea yet—”

“Shhh… I don’t need you to help, I need you to listen. So be good for me and try to stay quiet.” You whisper, hearing his breath hitch. He always submitted to you so easily.

“What do you think? Are you going to let yourself go tonight?” You hum, loving the way that he looked up at you, trying to resist you can see the struggle in his eyes. Jisung's eyes widen in surprise, his breathing becoming heavier as he gazes up at you with a mix of anticipation and desire. You could feel the tension between you both, the air thick with unspoken words and unfulfilled promises.

"Y/N… I need to finish this—can't you wait…?" He mumbles, a soft sigh escaping his lips, attempting to maintain his composure despite him gripping the seat to keep himself in that chair. So many weeks with him keeping all of his thoughts to himself, and even now he tries to hide it, how much he needs release from it all. He had to admit he was flustered, so desperately needy for your touch. But he had to finish this. It was important. Nothing could distract him now, not even you.

When you hear this, your eyes widen in shock. You guess he wasn't going to give in as easily as you thought. “No, that can wait, I cannot– I need you now.”

“It’ll just be a couple minutes…”

“That's what you say, but it takes you hours to actually finish up.”

“Y/N… I really don't want to disappoint you–” Jisung say with a strain in his voice, the sound of his groggy words only making you more desperate.

“Then just shut it, let me do the rest.” You say affirmingly, getting off the table and sitting on his lap, facing him, before quickly going in for a kiss. You kiss him as you teasingly trail your tongue on his bottom lip as you press against him, trying to close as much contact between you as possible. Your desperation was obvious to him. His hands instinctively grabbed onto your waist, not pushing you off but stopping your movements.

“Fine, if we're going to do this then– do you want me to wear a condom?” He mumbles against your neck, feeling his lips against your skin, breathing in the sweet smell of your perfume.

“I don't think it really matters… Plus, who said you'll have the chance to cum inside me? I'm going to guide you through it, whether you like it or not. You will only cum if I give you permission.” You gently palm his crotch, feeling his erection pressing against his shorts. Seeing how worked up he was already, you grab his wrist and lead him to your shared bedroom, shoving him onto the bed without a second thought. He fell back onto the bed, his breath got heavier, a small smile forming on his face, even if he’d try to deny it.

“One last thing, Han…” You murmur, climbing on top of him. Your fingers hooked at the base of his shorts, tugging at them slightly. “This… I need it off.” You move your hand to slide under his shirt, feeling every part of his abdomen, taking in every sensation under your fingertips. Tracing small circles on his skin and pressing against his stomach to feel his firm muscles which he had recently started gaining from his frequent workouts when he wasn’t working. His skin felt hot under your touch, igniting the fire that burned within him even more.

“Can’t you take it off…?” He mumbles, looking up at you with those pretty eyes of his.

“No, do it yourself. I love watching you strip.” You respond with a smug expression spreading across your face. He takes your words in for a moment before immediately taking off his shorts, raising his hips to slip them down to his feet before throwing it somewhere in the room. You stop to take in his body, noticing the wet spot on his boxers, making your body feel more desperate, not that you weren’t already wet to begin with.

You run your finger over his lap, stopping at where the wet spot is and pressing harder against there, to better feel the dampness.

“Can’t you pick up the pace a little….? “ Han groans in frustration, letting out a shaky breath as you continue to tease him with the wetness strained against his clothed cock.

“No, I don’t want to…” You hum, acting as if you had all of the time in the world, which only agonized him further. “Take off the shirt.”

Han listens to your commands, allowing you to boss him around as if he was your own personal fuck toy. He takes off his shirt in a swift motion, letting his right arm slide to his back and lift up, and strips off the layer of cloth. It was unfair really, you were still fully clothed, teasing him, playing with his arousal, while he was starting to turn into the vulnerable mess you loved.

“Ngh… Why do you keep teasing me?” He said with a small moan that escaped his lips, not even trying to hide his sounds.

“Because, I like hearing those sounds of yours, it's cute.” You say with a smile.

“What are you even going to do to me…?” He said, his voice coming out a lot more whiny than intended, full of curiosity for what you had in store for him. When you heard his whine, you smiled and then pulled down his boxers, closing any barriers from what you wanted, letting you stare at his cock before he looks away from you in embarrassment. His cock was glistening with pre-cum, flushed a delicate pink, pulsating with desperation for this teasing to end. The sight was beautiful– almost sinful– to see him this desperate beneath you.

“I'm going to play with this pretty cock of yours, then after I'm done teasing, I'll let you cum.” You instructed, running your fingers lightly along his length. After you said this, you got off from him and moved to kneel between your legs. “Sit up, please.” Han sat up and used the headboard of the bed to prompt himself up, watching your actions.

“Are you going to–”

“Yes, yes I am. Is that something you want?”

“Mhm! Just… just do it. Please.” He was so desperate for you that he almost moaned. He watched you, noticing the moment you leaned down more and were face to face with his cock. You slowly used your hands to grab it and guide it to your mouth, squeezing his cock upward towards his tip gently, making a generous bead of pre-cum escape. His tip was burning, he was so hard. After some admiration, you ran your tongue over his tip, addicted to the salty taste of him.

“Ngh… Y/N…” Han moans out your name. He was incredibly worked up. Taking note of how easily he moaned even to any slight action you did. Now you were wrapping your lips around the head, teasing the sensitive hole on his dick, making him moan with every lick and suck. You continued to control the pace, edging him. As you continue, you realize how wet you already were, your panties feeling soaked from your arousal. Your head moves in a steady rhythm, matching the heat pooling between your thighs, taking his hand and guiding it to your clit under your clothes.

His touch on your clit was good, the way his finger circled in a steady pace despite how your knees buckled under the overwhelming pleasure. So good that you didn't even notice him whining, begging you to get off his dick. Before long, you can feel him push against you as Before long, you can feel him push against you as he comes, filling your mouth with his warm seed. Once you finished swallowing his cum, licking up every drop he released, you sat up, You smirk at him, wiping whatever was left on your face, embarrassment filling his face.

“Sorry, I didn't mean to–” He says as panic comes from his voice, as he disobeyed what you ordered him not to do.

“No point of it now. But, don't you think you should be punished for this?” You ask teasingly. You take off your shirt and roll it up to be used as a rope using its long sleeves. You then take off your skirt and panties, tossing them across the room. “As a punishment, I'm going to use this to tie your pretty little hands up, alright?” He nods eagerly, his eyes filled with excitement at the thought of being dominated by you. You smirk, enjoying the power you have over him in that moment.

“I– Alright. If that’s what you want to do.” He says under his breath, trying to not act as excited as his reaction gave away. You take his hands in yours, kissing the back of his hands before tying his wrists together. The feeling of his soft hands makes you exhale with pleasure. He was unreal. Too perfect for your own sanity.

“Ji, since we're doing this. Just know, you can tell me to stop.” You reassure him, making sure that you could fit a finger into the makeshift handcuffs around his wrists to be sure it didn't cut off his circulation. When you take a look at him, you love the sight. He had his hands behind his back, unsurprisingly his dick was hard again, leaking pre-cum as it twitched from the cold breeze in the air. His hair was stuck to his forehead from sweat as he stared up at you, his expression being unreal. His face was flushed, his eyes needy before you looked down at his slightly parted lips, seeing the tip of his tongue making his pink lips wet and glossy before he bit down on his bottom lip. You couldn’t stop looking at the sight. He looked so pathetic.

After admiring the sight for a minute, you let yourself have some fun. Crawling up from the edge of the bed when you took a moment to stare at the man you put into submission to be face to face with him once again You line him up to your dripping entrance, hovering for a second before you finally sit down on him. You felt him filling you up, his girth stretching your walls, making you feel a sensation that you hadn’t felt in seemingly forever.

You let out a satisfied moan when you felt his length filling you up, not even stopping to check on Han who was equally satisfied with your pussy around his length. He let out a stifled moan, quickly biting his lip to stop him from letting out his moans any longer. Fuck, his moaning sounded amazing.

“Han, I told you to not moan, isn't that right?” You tease, looking down to see your pussy sinking down on his cock. What a beautiful sight.

“I'm sorry– I didn't mean to… it just slipped out. You feel so good…” He whined, closing his eyes as he felt you clench. “Did that excite you?”

“Maybe… But you know I can't help it. I feel your cock twitching inside me, Ji…” You mumble, a moan following after you felt his dick twitch again which made you grip onto him, digging your nails into his biceps as you clenched your eyes shut. When you re-opened your eyes, all you see was his chest, which gave you an idea. After a second of thought, you used your tongue to lick up his chest– tasting the sweat on his skin– before stopping at his nipple, you used you mouth to suck at, and gently nibble his nipple. His reaction to this came not from out of his mouth, but you felt it inside of your pussy as his cock was throbbing inside your walls. All of this felt too good. You started to move against him, grinding your clit against his pelvis. The friction against your clit making you moan against his chest. You look up at him, he was watching your movements, holding back his moans. “Han, you can moan now. I can't see you suffer like that any longer…”

He stopped biting his lip, immediately letting out a moan, and finally having the chance to release what he had been holding in all of this time. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck— Ngh~… You feel so good…” He whined, his voice made you clench. He sounded so desperate, for you, only for you.

“Ji– fuck…” You moaned out, your breath growing heavier as you continued to grind against him, now lifting your hips and bringing your body down onto him, riding him slowly. His dick felt so good, your moans were inevitable.

He was moaning with you, trying to grip onto something to steady himself a bit. You wanted him to touch you, but he wasn’t allowed to. You moved in to kiss him, forcing your tongue into his mouth. "Fuck,” he groaned against your lips. Your kiss was sloppy, wet, and good. Your tongue fighting his own for domination. His hips started to move against yours, chasing for more pleasure.

“Han,” you gasped, shocked by the fact that he could still move. You need him to touch you, you take his hands from behind him and then quickly untie him. He smirks as you untie him, almost immediately moving his hands to your waist without hesitation, holding you still as he thrust up into you. You moan from it, even if he didn't change the position, he dominated your insides. "Shit—Han, ngh, slow down..." You said in between moans. His movements only grew more intense, his breath hot against your neck as he whispered,

"I can't, Y/N. Not when you feel this good." You gripped onto him tighter, nails digging harder into his skin.

“I need to change positions. Please.” you whispered, trying to keep down your moans. He stopped and then moved you to be on your back, laying you against the bed before sliding out of you, making you whine slightly to no longer be full of his cock. Your pussy ached in anticipation, allowing him to manhandle you. He moved a pillow under your hips, then he started to touch himself, making sure he was slick with a combination of your juices.

He then kneeled below you, spreading your thighs apart with kisses, and moving his mouth closer to your mound. He started by giving your clit a kiss, licking the sensitive bud and trails his tongue across your labia. His tongue lapped across your folds, savoring the sweet taste of your pussy, taking in every part of you that you allowed him to have. You tangled your fingers in his hair, trying to steady yourself but accidentally doing the opposite since you can’t help yourself but to grind against his face. His tongue was so good. Eventually, he started to tease your hole. He entered the tip on his tongue inside you, inserting his fingers alongside his tongue.

“Fuck! Han… Please, please put them in.” Your desperation showed though, you needed him to make you cum. Once he heard the desperation in your voice, he stopped teasing. He almost instantly inserted his fingers inside you, moving his mouth to suck on your clit as he curled his fingers inside you, instantly hitting your g-spot and started to abuse it. He moves his fingers in an up and down motion, making you moan louder than usual. Quickly, the pressure started to build up, your eyes teared up, and drool started escaping the corners of your mouth. It was so good, he made you cum almost immediately, feeling every part of you build up and crescendo, leaving your pussy to pulsate from the sensation. You scream when you come, his name escaping your mouth along while you soaked his face and the sheets. That was easily the best orgasm of your life.

“Fuck, I didnt realize it was that good. I didn't expect you to squirt on me.” He chuckles as he lifts his head from your glistening pussy, licking your cum from the edges of his mouth and wiping away the rest. The smirk on his face was so hot.

“Han, please fuck me. I need to feel you inside me again, I need to feel your cum dripping from inside me when we're done.”

“Fuck, dont say it like that…” He grows, grabbing you by the wrist, flipping you as if you weighed nothing. “How did I not notice that you're this needy?”

“I've always been ready for it, you just didn't take advantage of it.” You say before spreading your legs, moving your hand down to your sensitive clit, rubbing it slowly. “Are you ready to use me now?” You knew that you looked like a total slut, he loved it. His gaze darkened as you spread yourself out for him, you were perfect. A brief second passes before he flips you over and got on top of you, kissing you intently before poked the tip of his tip inside you, almost as if he was begging for permission to fuck you hard. Of course you let him, I mean, who wouldn’t? From the moment of you saying yes, he starts. You were so wet that he just slid inside you with ease, pounding into you in a sloppy way at first, then finding his rhythm and giving it to you real good.

The pillow under your hips made everything better, allowing him to repeatedly hit your g-spot until you came. He gave you no time to recover as he continued, using your cream as a lubricant. Every thrust inside you felt more overwhelming the next, your abused g-spot getting more used each second. It hurt, but sex with pain was worth having. You grip onto him, your nails digging into his skin, his back getting scratched every time he slammed his pelvis against you. You were almost crying from how good it felt, the two previous orgasms he made you had made you much more sensitive than you should've been. “Fuck! Han, you feel amazing. Oh… you feel so good…” She moans, her breaths shaky, her words exasperated.

“I love it when you say my name like that… do it again.” He said as he continued to pound into you.

“Han…” You exhale, your voice was shaky from his thrusting.

“Fuck…” He moans, your voice was music to his ears. He loved your sounds, it made him go crazy. The rhythm continues, being steady, consistent, and perfect. Eventually, his voice became more ragged, he was gasping for air; a clear sign that he was getting close. He was painfully hard, you could feel the heat radiating from his body as he continued to chase after his own pleasure. His thrusts were turning sloppy, his tongue was completely relaxed against you as he continued to try and kiss you, but he was too focused on how close he was to cumming in you to care.

“Cum for me baby… please, I need to feel the tightness of your pussy when you cum. I’m so close…” He begs against your neck, his hot breath against your skin. His body glistens in sweat, it was so fucking hot, it only took one more thrust into your pussy to make you cum again.

As you came, you felt his seed spilling inside you. His warm cum made your mind fuzzy, your mind and body could only feel ecstasy at that moment. The sound of Han’s moans against your neck as he collapses on top of you made everything so much better. You had worn him out, you could tell. He was panting, but took the opportunity to lick the sweat off your shoulder. Everything was fuzzy, the room was still hot. Though, you eventually managed to refocus your vision, quickly wrapping your arms around your husband, completely satisfied for the first time in weeks.

Han didn’t last long after his orgasm, from the moment he collapsed on top of you and managed to regain his composure, you felt him falling asleep— not that you mind, it was just unexpected. Normally he would’ve had the energy to watch a movie with you after, but you both were exhausted. The room reeked of a mixture of sex and sweat, and you knew that his cum which was leaking from your pussy was making a mess. But you didn’t care, sleeping messy, sweaty, together after sex was the best, maybe even better than the sex itself.

[icewindandboringhorror]

HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY!!! To this elderly bapy boye!!! he...!!!

[gothsuguru]

no i’m not normal no i don’t claim to be (^ from my camera roll btw . mental illness or whatever idgaf i will always love bad bitches i will never apologize for that)

[seventh-district]

so uh. that 2.2 Special Program, huh

[medicinemane]

It's amazing how quickly you can make someone turn on your company by making a stupid and insulting move

Force me to go through the front door and scan my card when I have backdoor business that never needed a card before (what? ...I was going to somehow... sneak in and... purchase things with a borrowed card? ...which I totally can't do from the front door after scanning it?)

Or like... twitterify your layout right after your users give you a bunch of money just cause they like you, and then refuse to walk it back

...or all the other things companies do that just kinda piss people off and then they refuse to acknowledge maybe it sucks and is stupid cause "hey, the customers didn't leave"... yeah... yet

[wrestlezon]

i learned a lot about subtitles today. mainly that i dont understand the standards or guidelines and that i did them in the worst way possible if i wanted to attach them separately to a twitter video. what a nightmare. not enough documentation. listen, dont be cute and overlap subtitle timings. spare yourself.

if you find yourself in a funny situation with exporting subtitle regions from davinci resolve and need to end up with an srt with no overlapping timecodes, download ttconv. my final message (passes away)

[tsukidrama]

seeing yellowjackets meta discussion on here makes me want to watch to it so badly

[siarven]

your flatmate eats ibuprofen???? like that’s not good lol maybe they should stop doing that before they destroy their kidneys or get heart attack/stroke

sldkfjsd oh no, yeah, not like that XD it was something of a flippant overexaggreation in the tags because it's kinda funny to me that he's the main reason i even keep it (=i keep forgetting i have it/can take pain medication when i need it lmao) but flatmate has debilitating migraines sometimes and is forgetful in regards to restocking on stuff. So he comes by sometimes and asks if i can help out :)

(i hope this makes somewhat sense, my brain doesnt seem to want to make proper sentences today)

[giantkillerjack]

And always remember that if you're not up to writing a whole thing, just leaving a comment of "AAAAAAHHHHHH I LOVE THIS 😍😍😍😍😍" (or something else very simple but nice) will still almost certainly make the author's day and let them know they did a great job!

(Also acceptable is leaving a short positive message, and then later leaving another longer positive message if you're able to and you feel like it. No one will notice if you don't, but if there is a fic author who would be unhappy with two positive comments instead of one, I have not met them.)

Still obsessed with Arthur Conan Doyle’s letter to Bram Stoker gushing about how wonderful a book Dracula is, but particularly how it makes such a good template for leaving fic comments, so I’m gonna to a BREAKDOWN:

Just say you loved reading it - “I am sure that you will not think it an impertinence if I write to tell you how very much I have enjoyed reading Dracula.”

Comment on a detail of the craft or structure that impressed you - “It is really wonderful how with so much exciting interest over so long a book there is never an anticlimax.“

Comment on how it emotionally affected you - “It holds you from the very start and grows more and more engrossing until it is quite painfully vivid.”

SHARE YOUR BLORBO FEELINGS - “The old Professor is most excellent and so are the two girls.”

Show appreciation for them as an author - “I congratulate you with all my heart for having written so fine a book.”

Next time you don’t know what to say on a fic you enjoyed, just use the ACD method~

[prodigyprosecutor]

they've invented a new cure for depression called getting really really really really really really mad

[keeps-ache]

it's an orange-and-salt kinda 6 a.m. :>

[dragonlights]

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[honey-tongued-devil]

Arcane preference reacting to a s/o with a mental health issues (eating)

My disclaimer, as someone with this issue, I’m sorry if this isn’t what you wanted. I’ve actually been thinking about it for a while, but I was a bit cowardly about doing it, so I’m taking the opportunity now. I don’t want to go out of character, so I’m sorry if some characters come across as harsher than others. Unfortunately, I know I should write the name of the illness, but if I post it that way, Tumblr will take it down.

Jayce:

- He’s academically intelligent, but it takes him far too long to notice that something’s wrong. But you can’t blame him, it’s something so far removed from him that he couldn’t have understood it sooner.

- When he does realize, his first reaction is panic.

- Jayce can’t feel like just a blade of grass; he feels emotions deeply, taking on any blame, especially if something happens to the people he loves. His first thought is that he did something to make you feel that way, inadequate.

- But once the panic phase ends, the responsibility phase begins.

- He does the grocery shopping, he cooks, and his workouts become more regular, where he has you climb onto his back while doing push-ups or holds you in his arms during other exercises.

- He doesn’t know why you do it, but the quickest way to show you that your weight isn’t a problem is by showing you how easily he lifts you.

- And maybe, if you feel up to it, he can hold you in his arms with one arm supporting you while he cooks, letting you taste various ingredients.

Viktor:

- Unlike Jayce, it only takes two suspicious behaviors in a row for him to understand what’s happening. It’s something far from his world, sure, but he recognizes it.

- And he confronts you. He doesn’t beat around the bush, doesn’t stammer; he might even sound angry because he doesn’t understand why you’d hurt yourself like this and willingly give up your well-being.

- I won’t lie, I doubt that an open discussion about something this delicate with him wouldn’t lead to at least one hysterical cry.

- But he’s not brutal for the sake of being brutal; his suffering and frustration turn into anger. It takes him a while to calm down, but he won’t accept compromises.

- You’ll have meals together at home, either returning to your rooms together or straight to the house, so no one can see you and you won’t feel bad.

- And he won’t force you, he tries to handle it with as much care as possible, but there’s no day that goes by without him getting up from the table if you haven’t eaten at least two food items per meal.

- He loves you too much to see you hurt yourself in that way, and knowing that he can't do anything about it makes him feel powerless.

Ekko:

- It takes him a week—not to understand, but to process it.

- Having grown up in total poverty, the idea of giving up food “for whim” makes him react in a way that is only human.

- And the whole thing is too distant for him: everyone’s skin is grayish, 90% of the population of the Lanes has missing limbs and monstrous prosthetics, and everyone’s goal is to survive as long as possible. What does it mean that you’re against your own survival??

- As unsupportive as he might be regarding the issue, he becomes incredibly vigilant and concerned.

- He’ll always make sure you’re warm enough, that you’re comfortable, and no matter how frustrated he is, he’ll always try to stay close to you, even just holding you in bed until you fall asleep.

- Every single comment you make about your body, he’ll respond with, “Don’t talk about my partner like that,” 

- no one can speak badly of you, not even you.

Vander:

- The most understanding: he was young once too, and although in his size meant an advantage, he and Silco snuck into various galas when they were younger, and there, even though he never had these problems, he would feel a strange sensation seeing that he was the biggest in the room or that it was hard to find someone to steal clothes from that would fit him.

- He doesn’t lecture you or anything like that, he doesn’t get angry despite how he grew up; he just feels sadness for you that you can’t see how little that complex matters and how beautiful you already are.

- His compromise is vegetables. If you don’t feel like eating every meal every day, it doesn’t matter, but at least four days a week, you have to have three meals.

- And for the rest, he’ll cook, making sure to prepare the best dishes made from vegetables so that you don’t feel guilty and your body doesn’t deteriorate.

- But he doesn’t support your illness, he simply ensures that you get everything you need and never go below the necessary intake without having you feeling guilty about it.

Silco:

- Hoping that the most attentive and watchful man in the lanes wouldn't notice how, suddenly, meals go from moments of lightness to something you try to avoid at all costs is a bit foolish, but he says nothing.

- He waits for as long as necessary, basically to see how long it lasts and how much you're not planning to talk to him.

- When he realizes you won’t, not anytime soon, he waits for you to be alone in his office, where you’ll find a slice of cake on his desk. Sure, it’s a low blow, but it’s also the fastest way to get you to confront the issue without too many escape routes.

- He’s a big fan of the saying “dirty laundry is washed in the family,” so if you act strange about meals in front of others, he won’t allow questions or jokes, but in private, he won’t accept “no” for an answer.

- He has enough problems already without you crying from hunger pains or having psychotic episodes due to sugar deficiency, so as long as you're under his watch, under Zaun's eye, he won't let you live with unhealthy standards.

- During meals, he becomes the strictest. He doesn’t say anything, but one look is enough to make you think twice about contradicting him. In the evening, though, when your mental health is most fragile, he becomes gentler, comforting you as much as you need.

Jinx:

- You find fertile ground, but like any good bearer of the same issue: she feels she can do it, but you cannot.

- Being with her or in her space becomes like a live-action version of Thumbelina: she’ll leave sweets, chocolates, things she knows you like to encourage you to eat so you can’t hurt yourself.

- She usually forgets to eat herself when she’s caught up in her studies and work, but if she has someone to care for, it doesn’t matter how, she’ll make sure to remember. Even if it means setting a few colorful bombs with timers.

- She feeds you. In the most visible, worst way. It’s easy that if you turn your head, you’ll find a cookie shoved in your mouth unceremoniously.

- And every single tight-fitting outfit disappears from her lair. Magically, whatever clothes you pick up from her pile fit loosely, but if you ask her about it, she’ll claim she doesn’t know what are you talking about.

Vi:

- Want to see Vi in a panic, becoming super protective and possessive in a way? Just wait for one episode, and you’ll see everything you haven’t seen.

- She’ll check on you at least three times a day, and in the evening, when you have pain or a crisis, she’ll run back and forth from the room, thinking about everything she can do to help you feel better without making you feel guilty.

- During meals, she’ll hold you in her arms and insist that you eat, but not aggressively—in a way that’s almost frightened: she’s always been used to fighting big, real monsters, but even when it came to her sister, she could never defeat the invisible ones, and the fear of failing or hurting someone she loved again terrifies her in an agonizing way.

Caitlyn:

- Like Jayce, she’ll also try a more physical way of reassuring you, like body worshipping when you’re alone or working out with you to show you that your weight doesn’t matter.

- She doesn’t know how to react; she realizes it quite quickly but fears that by acknowledging it, she might only make you feel worse.

- One day, she gathers the courage to ask if everything is okay and tells you that she’s noticed those behaviors. When you open up to her, telling her about the issues, she doesn’t respond right away and simply hugs you.

- She becomes more caring, making sure that you don’t have to attend banquets or dinners where you wouldn’t feel comfortable, bringing you food in your room to eat together, and sometimes even leaving the room so as not to put pressure on you.

- When you mention a craving, she immediately springs into action to get it for you, even if you complain that you weren’t serious. Once she understands how your condition works, she orders everything in three portions, so she can eat with you and then be the first to say that she wants more, asking if you want to share the third portion.

- If you have fat accumulated in any area, she’ll knead it with her hands while kissing you, to let you know that she loves every inch of you.

Mel:

- She notices you're having a crisis before you even realize it yourself.

- She’s a ruler, but what she learned from a young age is that a leader must appear reliable and look good, so even if unconsciously, she too sometimes experiences small crises when she feels like she isn’t looking perfect.

- No conversations, no lectures, just an increase in cuddles, moments of intimacy, and later, she brings home sweets.

- “They were a gift to me today at the council,” she lies, but sometimes she says she got them for both of you.

- She doesn’t want to make you feel like you’re in the wrong.

- She knows that when you’re ready and if you want to, you’ll bring up the issue with her, but for now, the best thing she can do is help you get through the episode with euphoria, love, and treats that encourage you to listen to your hunger rather than the illness.

Sevika:

- Like everyone in Zaun, the idea that someone would voluntarily give up food is simply incomprehensible to her.

- But she won’t comment on your problems. She doesn’t intend to invalidate them, but she also won’t encourage it.

- “Are you sure? That’s a bit too little,” will be her comment when you eat something ridiculously small, before making you a proper portion of food herself. If you try to argue, she’ll respond with a smug smile, saying that if you eat that little, you’ll end up breaking when you’re in bed together.

- If a crisis is particularly bad, she’ll try to finish her work as quickly as possible to be able to stay with you for the rest of the day and not leave you alone.

- As much as possible, she’ll try to get the best, freshest, and most natural food, to reassure you that you don’t need to worry, but she’ll never insist that you eat if you say you don’t feel up to it.

- She’ll gesture for you to come sit on her lap and keep you there, occasionally offering you things she knows you like, telling you that she’s really craving them, and if you want them too, she’ll go get them.

[bisquid]

Wait wait you can't just drop that off and not elaborate. What do you mean is there a mafia presence in Wales?? Please spill, what things did you notice??

Okay so bearing in mind that I have ADHD and Chronic Terrible Observational Skills:

I am in Cardiff

For a concert I am attending solo

Doors open at 5

4:15 ish I go 'hmm I should eat something'

Cardiff is - unsurprisingly, being tiny and yet home to FOUR concert venues - Very Busy

Find McDonald's

McDonald's is very full. I recall my last concert related McDick's experience, and promptly bounce

Directly across the street

Is an Italian restaurant

It looks closed but fuckit maybe I can beg for like. Bread or some shit

Go over

Am immediately pounced upon by the hitherto unnoticed chain-smoking woman hanging out by the door mostly hidden by a potted ficus(?)

"I was wondering if you were open and if-" "yes yes we are open what would you like?" (strongish Italian accent)

Inside restaurant is Deserted

Explain that I'm sort of in a rush, am assured it's fine

Order chicken milanese which is generally a pasta dish with a breaded chicken component

Am led to seat nearish the front and promptly provided with a pint of coke in a glass tankard

Am then provided with a front row seat to an absolutely incomprehensible series of people entering and exiting (and in one case walking directly into) the door to what I can only presume is the kitchen

Starting with the guy who had been sitting at a table chain-smoking over a pile of papers

I counted at least three people exiting at least twice without actually entering in between

Am finally brought food

It is a breaded, butterflied chicken breast approximately the size of my face and a small pile of pasta approximately the size of my fist

It is all delicious

Chain-smoking papers man reappears, now wearing a chef's apron labcoat thing

Go up to pay, chain-smoking ficus lady is now having a very loud argument in a language I did not recognise but was not Italian Welsh English French russian Gaelic or Spanish

She sees me, says, and I quote 'ah little girl lost, one moment' and promptly hangs up

I am 27 and only nominally female

I am not remotely lost

She charges me for the pint of coke but not the food

I try to point out that she hasn't charged me for the food

'do you want to pay for the food?'

'.... Not if I don't have to?'

'good'

I leave. The door is now full of half a dozen very tall very Italian men and one absolutely adorable cocker spaniel

I ask if I can pet the dog (I have my priorities straight okay)

I am allowed to pet the dog. The dog and I are now best friends

The dog lead holder asks me in extremely accented but impeccably correct English if I had enjoyed the food

'yeah it was great!'

Everyone laughs a bit

I smile and pet the dog and realise I'm now late for the concert and hurry off

I see a post on Tumblr about mob fronts and several connections are made in my brain all at once