#Gotta go cook something now but I'll answer to the other ask later tonight!! Thank you again ^^

[kyouka-supremacy]

ahh kyotag musical asks open :D what were your top 5 favorite songs this year and which was your most replayed one? what about artists? i want to know it all 👀

HI JAY thank youuuuuuuuuuuu omg thank you for the chance to ramble. Only mentioning songs that I listened to for the first time this year for the sake of it:

Top 5 favorite songs:

1. カルチャ / Culture by tsumiki ft. Hatsune Miku Cultural reset for real 😭😭😭 I can't get enough of this song. It's so hectic and unique and genuinely outstanding, I feel like it embodies so much of what vocaloid culture is and it makes me very emotional. The lyrics are so witty and, you know, the kind you have to sit down and reflect over for a while? I think it's terribly too. Most of anything, it's fun and lively and even an optimistic song to dance to, and it's very nice!!! The live performance too is spectacular. It's really a dong that embraces all the weirdness and oddity of vocaloid music and celebrates it, and it's so nice to see. OH and the tuning too is SO unique and really adds to this “vocaloid is a fun instrument anyone can use to have their unique voice” vibes the song has!

2. HERO by Ayase ft. Hatsune Miku Yeah I listened to a lot of Hatsune Miku "Magical Mirai 2023" OFFICIAL ALBUM this year lol. Definitely my top album this year. This song is... So emotional and deep and familiar, and it speaks a lot about what Miku's music can mean to people. The pv made me cry the first time I watched it and I still makes me tear up after six months. Magical Mirai 2023 is definitely my favourite MM. Another super fun and emotional live performance btw. Very motivational song too!! Listening to it to give me courage before exams lol

3. テロル / Terror by Neru ft. Kagamine Rin Neru's my favourite vocaloid producer but they haven't released new music since forever, so this year I went through their discography and download every single and album they did. This is probably my favourite song among the ones I hadn't heard before! Not much to add except it had everything I love about Neru- the rock and deeply melancholic vibes, the dark lyrics that result deeply cathartic for some reason. Great song, it's still one of the ones I have set as alarm in the morning!

4. Pathological Facade by GHOST ft. Kasane Teto I didn't listen to this song as much as the others (I just realized I don't change the music I listen to a lot lol), but it still really stuck with me. I like when producers make atypical and original choices in composition! It's always so interesting to listen to. And Teto is such a solid voicebank 100000/10

5. ギターと孤独と蒼い惑星 / Guitar to Kodoku to Aoihoshi by otoha ft. Ikumi Hasegawa Rare non-Vocaloid song mentioned! Really like the powerful vibes of this song! I watched the Bocchi the Rock! anime earlier this year, it was a lot of fun!

Most replayed song:

モニタリング / Monitoring by DECO*27 ft. Hatsune Miku This is INSANE because had you asked me this one week ago the answer would be different but then I'm like mmmhhh let's go and check my most played songs list and it's like

To which you shall add some 30-50 listens before I downloaded it which is a little crazy to me ajhfsbfcjhybsfhba. I don't even like-like Deco's music that much it's just. SO energizing and catchy and this song is perfect to go through my routine. Have been listening to TRANSFORM in the last days and I have to regretfully confirm Rabbit Hole and Salamander are bops 😔

Top artists:

Mmmmhhh Neru is probably always going to be on top for me (listen to the Sekai Seifuku album please). The playlist with all of their songs is still the one I listen most often. Among the artists I discovered this year, I really like abdul 《aisiyoup》's Meiko covers! Highlights are their Usseewa and Otome Dissection covers.

Ask me about music?

[lovelytarou]

kiss me thru the phone — bakugo katsuki

— katsuki always calls you on the phone, making sure that it's his voice you hear when you wake and the one you'll listen to as you fall asleep.

pairing: bakugo katsuki x reader

tags: established relationship, swearing? cuz this is bakugo hehe. not proofread!!

genre: fluff, kinda angst

word count: 1.4k

a/n: 1/7 of the 200 follower event, i can just see him doing this lmao. sorry if the header doesn't look good, i tried my best (˘･_･˘) not at me saying i'll upload this yesterday night but it's already 2am here. it is what it is.

bakugo katsuki is a busy man. 

even when he was in his UA days, you always see him training by himself and excusing himself early to go study and then eventually, sleep. his friends often tease him for being a grandpa and not having time to go and have fun, but when he met you that's when he really started to let himself free and experience fun things with his friends albeit he's masking it as having “no choice but to join” under the guise of watching over his friends as to not make themselves look like idiots, but you know better. you know that when he says he doesn't care, you understand the meaning that he actually does. and deeply too.

he's just a big tsundere who cares a lot for the people he loves. 

now that he's a pro hero working his way up to the top, hectic times and cancelled dates cannot be helped. he has to always excuse himself and apologize over and over for not going to the date you both planned as promised and you always have to say that it's alright, that you understand over and over. and if anyone knew bakugo, it's that he would never settle for less. a simple ‘okay’ isn't enough for him. 

so when you woke up one morning to the ringing of your phone and the rare photo of your lover smiling instead of your cacophonous alarm, you knew it had to be one of those days where bakugo was feeling particularly soft for you.

rolling over on his side of the bed, you answered the call with a smile on your face despite him not seeing it. the warm streaks of sunlight coming through the windows illuminated your face, making you shut your eyes for a moment.

“hi, baby.” you croaked, voice scratchy and raspy upon waking.

you heard his chuckle on the other end before he greeted you as well.

“good morning, sleepyhead. it's 10am already, you should be getting your ass out of bed,” he scolded you. you rolled your eyes as you lied on your back, staring up at the ceiling while you twirled a piece of your hair like a lovestruck schoolgirl talking to your crush. 

“i know, i know. but the bed's still warm and i wanna stay in bed for a bit.” you whined, even pouting for effect that you knew he wouldn't resist. 

you heard him click his tongue in annoyance at your statement. knowing him, he's probably shaking his head in disapproval at your lazy behavior. 

“get the fuck out of bed or else your breakfast will get cold. you don't want to eat cold food, do you?" 

“wait, you made me breakfast?” you felt your stomach do flips at the thought of bakugo waking up early and even having the time and effort to cook for you. 

you heard him scoff at that, “course i did. i know your dumbass will complain about how i didn't cook you anything before i left if i didn't. so eat up, okay? i know i'm not always at home to eat with you and this is the only thing i can do to make you feel that you're not alone. and i'm sorry about that. i promise one of these days, i'll take you out for dinner, alright?” 

he can only hear sniffles and soft sobs on the other end as you nodded. 

“oi, are you crying?!”

“yes! why the hell are you so sweet? and it's too early for me to be crying like this!” you wailed, tears streaming down your face like a waterfall, trying your best to wipe them away with your night shirt. 

“i'd like that very much. you're the best, katsuki. take care and good luck at work!” 

“i know i am, babe. take care as well, don't wait up for me tonight, i'll call you.” you both bid your goodbyes with words of love before he hung up to do his hero work and for you to get ready for the day. you ate your breakfast with a smile on your face and heart feeling much fuller than your stomach with the thought of katsuki.

some days, when he's away on a mission, he'd love to call you randomly and he wouldn't even care if you're doing something or if you're busy. what he knows is that he needs to hear your voice more than anything. 

on a particularly busy and dreadful day, bakugo had called you during work and you picked it up without second thoughts, worry already clouding your mind. 

“tsuki baby!” you greeted in a joyful tone. your smile evaporated when he didn't return the sentiment.

“katsuki? are you okay? what's up, baby?” you tried to make your voice as soothing as possible, knowing that any other unwelcoming approach might set him off.

he sighed on the other end, and you can only guess what happened.

“i'm fine...just...i missed your voice,” his own had a low timbre to it, sort of a deep vulnerable tone he only let you hear when he wanted you to see his true self without the facades and the mask. 

“i'm here now, katsuki. do you wanna talk?” being a pro hero can be stressful as much as he loves it. he's also human, and he can only handle as much when faced with a lot of obstacles in life.

“yeah, that'd be nice. tell me about your day, how are you?” he might be diverting the topic towards you instead but you indulged him in his request and started to tell him about your day – from the time you wake up to the time you arrived to work.

“oh! and um, i also bumped into my old friend a while ago. they asked me about you and i told them that we should meet up someday, you know, like a double date?” 

“sure, yeah. i'd love to meet them. they seem like a cool person.” 

“they are! anyway, what about you? anything happened in there on the mission?” you waited patiently for his response which he appreciated a whole lot than what you realize. 

“it was okay. the mission was going smoothly with everyone helping and then...i just, we rescued this man and his...wife got–” he faltered, you heard him choke a sob through the phone and you can only wish you can hold him right at that moment if you weren't only miles away from each other. 

“it's okay if you don't wanna continue, tsuki. i understand this is heavy for you. i'm sorry you have to suffer through that alone. i wish i can be there for you,” in your head, you're imagining that you're comforting him and kissing his worries away as he's nuzzling into your neck. and you'd tell him that everything will be alright and that you'll always be there for him.

“i'm sorry...thank you, for staying with me and being in my life. i wouldn't know what i'd do without you, honestly. maybe be the same asshole that i was before we met,” he joked, chuckling at the fond memory that felt like ages ago today. 

“no worries, babe. you know i'm always here if you want to talk. i'll listen and you can never talk my ear off because i love listening to you sexy voice.” you teased, knowing it would make him as red as a tomato. the both of you laughed and it felt like you're together, probably at home as you lounged in the living room without worrying about anything.

“whatever. i like hearing your voice too, i guess. anyway, i gotta go in a few minutes. i'm calling again later before you sleep, make sure you don't doze off on me!” you can practically imagine the smoke coming out of his ears as he yelled at his phone.

“yes, yes, i will. i already told you i'm sorry! go kick some villain ass in there, baby. i'll be waiting for you back home.” 

“good. goodbye, i miss you. stay safe and always lock your door and the windows! don't stay up too late or i'll swim there to make you sleep myself–”

before he went on a tangent about his usual scoldings you told him that you still had work to do and he can save them for later, but you felt warm inside knowing this is how he tells you he loves you without really saying them. time and distance may keep you away from each other, but your love can travel through great distances and defy all odds. 

Taglist: @chibishae34

[cherriesimagines]

Summary: Inspired by the song “Why” by Jason Aldean. Dean and the reader have always loved each other but the last few months have rough for them. Arguments seem to be often then not and it’s getting harder and harder for them to see light at the end of the tunnel.

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 2,258

Warnings: Language, violence, mentions of suicide.

Song Lyrics: Why does it always have to come down To you leaving

Before I'll say "I love you"

Why do I always use the words,

That cut the deepest,

When I know how much it hurts you

A/n: I hope you guys enjoy this! Possibly may make it a series, let me know what you think!

“Hey Sam.” You say walking into the bunker with the few bags of groceries. He looked up from the book her was engrossed in and gave you a smile.

“Hey y/n. How was the store?” He asked as he placed a small place holder in the book and closed it.

You only shrugged and walked towards the kitchen. You could hear a faint sigh as you also heard the sound of a chair scooting backwards followed by footsteps. As you set the bags on the table you could hear Sam behind you.

“I’m guessing you and Dean had it out again last night.” It was more of a statement rather then a question. Sam knew all about you and Dean. He’s been watching it happen. He hears you guys fighting nearly every night. But nearly every morning he always makes sure you’re ok. He doesn’t worry about Dean hurting you physically but he knows first hand that Dean’s words can leave some lasting scars.

“Yeah...uh” you paused trying to gather your thoughts. You really liked talking to Sam about this since it helped clear your mind but it was also really difficult for you.

“It was about the latest hunt we all went on.” You paused again only to sigh then continue.

“I told him I didn’t like how suicidal he acted. He practically threw himself to those vamps and didn’t think twice about me or you.” You started grabbing the food from the bags and putting them away. You could hear Sam pull out a chair and sit down.

“He didn’t agree of course. He thought it was the best play and non of us got hurt.” You laughed for a second and turned back towards Sam. He tilted his head at you then furrowed his eyebrows.

“What happened?” Sam stood and walked towards you. You didn’t say anything but lifted up the bottom of your shirt to reveal a long cut running across your abdomen along with dark bruises covering your stomach. Sam looked at you with worried eyes and tucked your shirt back in.

“It’s nothing really, I can take care of myself but it just pisses me off that he can be that neglectful to his own brother.” You sighed as you head back towards the table.

“And his girlfriend.” Sam placed a light hand on your shoulder and looked at you with a smile. You turned to embrace him but a familiar voice made you drop your head and go back to putting away groceries.

“Anything in particular for dinner tonight y/n?” Dean asked in his usual happy voice. He walked over and placed his hand around your waist, landed right on your wound. You winced but tried to make any noise. It was better Dean didn’t know about your wounds.

“I was thinking BLT’s since I know they’re one of your favorites.” You smiled and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. He smiled and looked down at you.

“Exactly what I wanted to hear.” He smiled brightly and squeezed his grip on your side. “I’m gonna go hop in shower.” And with that Dean was out of the kitchen.

Sam put his hand back on your shoulder once again. He looked at you with a pained expression but you couldn’t turn to face him. Your were in too much pain to move and you knew if you looked at him you would absolutely loose your composure.

“I’ve gotta cook dinner.” You turned towards the stove to begin cooking. Sam took the cue to leave and started heading out but before he left completely you turned to him.

“Thank you Sam.” You gave him a weak smile and he gave you a one back.

~At Dinner~

“These were awesome y/n.” Dean said, giving you one of his signature smiles. You smiled back and continued eating.

“Yeah there were really great. I’m gonna head to bed, thank you for cooking y/n.” Sam placed his plate into the sink and went on his way. Leaving you and Dean alone in the kitchen.

“I’ll clean up.” You stood up and grabbed both of your plates and placed them in the sink and began washing them. While doing this Dean had gotten up and came over to you. He wrapped his arms around you and pressed a soft kiss into your neck. You smiled and let out a soft giggle.

“Your in a mood.” You said leaning back into his touch. He laughed lowly, sending a shiver down your spine.

“Of course I’m in a mood. My girl cooked me one of my favorite foods and did it amazingly and she looks just about as good as dinner did. If not better.” He planted a few more kisses against your neck before releasing his grip around you.

“I’ll be done here in a few minutes.” You turned to look behind you and saw Dean just give you a wink then head out of the kitchen. You let out a breath you had been holding in. You then looked down at your stomach remembering the bruises covering your body. “Damn it.”

You finally finished the dishes and headed towards the room you and Dean shared. You walked in and saw him setting on the bed leaning over towards the small night stand on his side. He must’ve been looking at something because when you made your presence know he put whatever it was back and turned toward you.

“Hey sweetheart, come here.” He motioned for you to come over to him so you did. You closed the door behind you as you walked over to the bed Dean was sitting on. Before you were able to sit down he pulled you into his arm, hugging your abdomen tightly. You ran your hands through his hair and glanced down towards the nightstand he had been hovering over. You saw a few drops of a amber colored liquid. He had been drinking tonight.

“Honey what’s going on?” You asked as you continued to run your hands through is short hair. He didn’t exactly respond, only hummed into your stomach. “Dean what’s wrong?” You tried moving his hands off of your waits but he only tightened his grip on you. You let a pained breath as he tightened around you. You knew he was trying to be sweet but he nearly grabbed right into your wound. You winced and fell a little into him. That’s when he looked up at you. You could see tears staining his face. But his face quickly stiffened.

“Damn it y/n” he said as he gently lifted up your shirt. Once he saw everything he ran a finger softly along the large scratch running down your stomach. You winced and gripped on his shoulder. He lowered your shirt and stood up. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He began to walk away from you, running a rough hand across his face.

“I didn’t wanna upset you. You were all about the hunt and how no one got hurt so I didn’t wanna tell you that I was the only who actually got hurt.” You paused for a second. “And it’s not even that bad-“

“It’s not even that bad!” “You stomach is black and blue damn it.” Dean wasn’t quite yelling yet but his voice was a lot louder now. He walked over to you and laid a soft hand on your shoulder. “What if you didn’t tell me and I made it worse than I already have today, huh?”

“What do you mean? How did you make it worse?” Dean just sighed and removed his hand off your shoulder. You watched as his face fell and he sat onto the bed. He reached into the nightstand and grabbed a bottle of whiskey. He twisted off the cap and took a swing from the bottle.

“How much longer are we gonna do this?” He took another drink. “Because I’m tired y/n. I’m tired of the you constantly telling me what’s good for me and what’s not.” Another drink. “You don’t pull your weight on hunts or even around the bunker.” Another drink. “Hell I don’t know why I keep you around.” Another long drink and that was plenty of enough time for you to leave. You went out to the garage, grabbing your car keys on your way out. You went to the red mustang that had been sitting in the bunker garage for ages. You always wanted to take the car out but never had the need to. Until now of course.

You sat inside the car and started the engine. The mustang purred pretty similar to Baby but not quite the same ring. You shifted into drive and drove out of the garage. But not even 10 seconds into your drive you phone started buzzing. You thought about ignoring it but decided it was best to at least see who it was. As you flipped the phone over, the ringing ceased. Leaving you with a missed call from Sam. You guess he heard the car start or maybe he heard Dean yelling again. But not a second later the phone started ringing again. You answered this time around.

“Y/n hey what’s going on? Where are you?” Sam sounded frantic instead of his usual calmness.

“I uh I’m out driving.” You hadn’t realized you had been crying until just now as you were talking. Your hands began to shake as everything finally caught up to you.

“What happened tonight? Dean is having a full on come apart right now. I mean he’s breaking throwing and breaking stuff in his room right now?”

“Can you not get in to stop him?” You tried keeping your voice mono tone but would it break ever so slightly.

“He locked himself in.” He paused for a second. “I don’t know what was said tonight but y/n you gotta come back.” Sam was pleading. You didn’t wanna go back. You were done being treated the way Dean had been treating you the last few months. But you were more concerned for Sam at this point.

“Ok I uh-“ your voice finally completely broke this time and you let out a soft sob. “I’m coming back.” You hung up the phone and set down on the seat. Your hands gripped tightly onto the steering wheel as your vision started to cloud with tears. You hastily wiped the tears away and continued driving. Luckily you weren’t too far so you made back to the bunker in no time.

You walked into the library to see Sam pacing back and forth.

“Has he come out yet?” You asked, wiping your face with your hand. But Sam only shook his head and walked towards Dean’s room. You followed close behind. As you both approached the room that when you started hearing the yelling and the breaking of random objects. You looked towards Sam who was already looking at you. You lowered your head and walked closer to the door. You knocked on it softly hoping Dean might hear it.

“Dean it’s me, can you unlock the door?” That’s when the yelling stoped and something shattered onto the ground. You backed towards Sam and shoved him away. If Dean saw him that might piss him off. He understood and walked away quickly but as quietly as he could. Just as Sam was out of sight the door unlocked. You took it as a cue to walk in and what you saw made you cry all over again.

The floor was covered in the glass and so was Dean. He was littered with scrapes and scratches. He was standing in the center of the room, looking down at a busted picture frame. Once you got a good luck at it, you realized it was a picture of you and Dean. You placed a hand on his face, trying to give him some comfort. That’s when Dean crumbled to his knees. You let out soft cry as you crouched down with him.

“Dean-“

“Why do I do this?” Dean had cut you off before you had anything to speak anything more than his name.

“What do you mean?” You asked as you tried to look at his face. He looked empty, but he had tears staining his face once again.

“Why does it always have to come down to you leaving before I’ll say ‘I love you’?” He shuttered a little after this. His eyes fixed themselves on the picture that laid shattered on the floor.

“Why do I use always the words that cut the deepest, when I know how much it hurts you?” He finally looked up towards you and laid a bloody hand on your cheek.

“Why do I do that to you?” You watched as he completely broke. He let out a sob as he reached up his other hand to touch your face. And in the same moment you too started to use your composure.

“I’m so sorry y/n.” He breathed out. “God I’m so sorry.” He laid his head into the crock of your neck and softly cried. You buried your face into his neck as well. You both sat there and cried for a while.

“Dean...” you reached your hands around his face and pulled his face to look at you. He was an absolute mess but that’s what you loved about him. “I love you.” Your voice was barely above a whisper but he heard you. A few more tears fell from his face.

“I love you you too.”

[our-chaoticwhispers]

What Are The Chances (Pt 4)

Pairing:  Chris Pine x Reader

Warning: Fluffy, maybe a touch of angst

Summary: After dating for over a year, you and Chris run into a road block of sorts. Will you be able to come back from it?

A/N: Sorry this took so long to write this. Life decided to kick me while I was already down. But, here it is, and I hope you like it!

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Word Count: 2,236 (Oops..)

The months flew by, and before you knew it, it was your one year anniversary. You can Chris had never been happier. Both of your careers were blooming, and you love life was nothing short of perfect.

Well, almost perfect. Though the two of you had never gotten into a full blown argument, there were a couple bumps here and there. The biggest one being Chris's sex appeal. It seemed like every girl wanted to throw themselves at him. You never thought that you were the jealous type, and to an extent, you weren't. But, there was always that voice inside that questions if you are good enough for him.

Over the last year, you had been doing a damn fine job of ignoring that voice, with the help of Chris, of course. Whenever you were together, he would make sure that you knew he loved you. He'd tell you all the time, he never seemed to stop touching you, and he'd constantly surprise you with new and innovative ways to show that he loved you. Even if it was something small, like playing your favorite music in the car instead of his.

Tonight was no exception. It was your one year anniversary, and he knew exactly how the night would play out. He had the day planned to a T! When you woke up and walked down stairs he was in your kitchen, making your favorite breakfast while listening to the playlist you made of all your favorite songs.

"Good morning, gorgeous." He said when he heard you walk in. He was wearing your favorite outfit, tight khaki jeans, an even tighter white shirt and the cardigan you bought him for his birthday.

"Good morning, baby." You laughed and wipe some flour off his forehead before giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Smells amazing." You commented before turning to set the table.

You sat down to eat, talking about your day yesterday, the interviews the two of you had done, and the movies you had coming up. You both were happy to have some time off to spend with each other. Chris seemed anxious, and you could tell why. But, it unnerved you that he kept checking his phone.

"Something wrong?" You asked around a bite of food.

"Hmm?" He seemed caught off guard, and nervous. "No, everything is fine. I gotta run though, babe." He stood, put his dish in the washer, pecked you on the head and left.

Well, that was odd. He didn't even say I love you, Chris always says I love you. You tried not to dwell on it and went about cleaning up the mess he left behind. God love, but the man uses every dish in the house when he cooks. You were just about to put the last dish away when your phone rang. The screen lit up, informing you that Zoe was calling. The two of you had become best friends while filming Star Trek.

"Hey, girl!" You answered brightly!

"Hey, Zach and I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out today. I'm thinking mani/pedi spa day!"

"Oh, my god that sounds amazing. When are you going?"

"About an hour or so. I'll text you the address."

"Perfect, I'll see you then." You hung up and went to get ready.

After a gloriously long, hot shower, you set about to get ready. You walked into the office to get a book to read while you were out and about when you saw Chris's laptop open on his emails. You weren't one to snoop, but the subject line caught your attention.

Can't wait to see you.

Your heart dropped, and you couldn't help but read the email.

Hey Chris,

I would love to talk to you more. Meet me for lunch at Perch on Hill Street at about 12:45. My treat :)

-Linda

Perch? That was your favorite restaurant. Why was he meeting some girl there for lunch? Maybe it's about a new role or something, you tried to rationalize away. But, your heart sank. Was that why he was acting so weird?

You tried to push the thought from your mind, tried to give him the benefit of the doubt. Chris would never cheat on you. You know he loves you. But still...

You arrived at the spa and met up with Zoe and Zach, hugs and kisses on the cheek were exchanged, but Zach noticed you weren't your normal chipper self.

"You okay?" He asked, concern etched in his features.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. I'm fine. It's just been a weird day." You looked at your sandals.

"Well, let's get this party started!" Zoe said, trying to brighten your mood and handing you a flute of champagne.

"Thanks!" You said with a smile, accepting the drink and raising a toast to your friends.

The spa day was amazing, and you did feel better. A fresh set of acrylic nails and a pedicure could do that for a girl like you. You looked over at Zoe who held her rumbling stomach.

"What? It's almost one and I'm hungry. You two want to grab a bite?"

"Yeah! Perch is near by and I know you love that place!" Zach said.

"I'll get an Uber," Zoe said, already calling one up before you could say anything.

The drive to Perch didn't take very long, and you were seated outside almost immediately. You were trying to casually look around for Chris, who should be here by now. When you finally spotted him, your heart sank, he was sitting with a rather attractive woman who was in her mid-thirties and they were laughing and she grabbed his hand.

"I know that look, what's wrong?" Zoe asked.

"Nothing." You said and placed your order.

She let the topic drop, knowing you well enough to let it go. The three of you ate and talked, caught up with each other and were laughing at a story Zach was telling you when Zoe noticed Chris getting up to leave.

"Chris! What are you doing here?"

"Hey, guys. Hey, sweetie." He kissed you on the cheek. "I was just having lunch with a friend. What are you three trouble makers up to?"

You wanted to kick him. Did he have no remorse? You just caught him eating with another woman. Zoe, Zach, and Chris chatted for a bit before Chris checked his watch and said he had to run. Kissing the top of your head as he left. The three of you hung around a little while longer before Zach checked his phone and told you that he and Zoe had to head out, saying they were due at the studio for some pre-production work on the new Star Trek.

"That's weird," Zach said, paying the bill and handing you a piece of paper that had your name on it. "We gotta run. See you later!"

You said your goodbyes and read the piece of paper. You noticed it was in Chris's hand writing.

Aw, so you got my note! My plan is working perfectly. For our one year anniversary, I wanted to do something extra special. I know you love scavenger hunts, so prepare yourself for the best one ever!

Your task, should you choose to accept it is to go home, and find your favorite book. Your next clue is in there.

Love you,

-C

As luck would have it, you had that book with you. You opened the cover to find another note and read it while climbing into your Uber.

Congratulations! You found the next note! Your next clue is to find something blue where I hide my dirty clothes. The clue is attached to it.

-C

You drove home, still trying not to jump conclusions about the date you caught Chris on. But, it was still playing on your mind. 'something blue where I hide my dirty clothes.'  Under the bed?  You walked into to the bed and look under it. Sure enough, there is a bright blue suit case under there. You pull it out and grab the attached.

DO NOT OPEN THE SUIT CASE!

There will be a car coming to get you at 3. Be ready.

-C

What the fuck is this man up to?! You tried to call him, but it went straight to voicemail. You tried to call Zoe and Zach, but no one answered. You finally broke down and called his dad, Robert, but he said he hasn't heard from Chris today, but whatever he was doing sounded like one hell of a surprise.

You waited around for the car to show up and went outside to meet the driver. He handed you an envelope and said that he was told to tell you not to open it until you got to the airport.

Airport?!

When you arrived, your assistant Elaina was there waiting for you. She smiled and walked up to you with a neck pillow and blanket in tow.

"El, what the hell is going on? Where am I going?"

"I promised Chris I wouldn't tell you. So, I'm not saying anything. But, you are all checked in, I'll take your bag. Your flight leaves in thirty minutes." She grabbed your bag and walked to the desk to have it checked in.

You waved your goodbye and walked to the TSA queue. Fifteen minutes later, you were on a jet to who knows where. The stewardess handed you a tablet with a video queued up.

Hey, baby. By now you are probably wondering what the hell is going on, and who could blame you. But don't worry, it'll all make sense soon, I promise. The plane is stocked with all your favorites, so enjoy the flight. I love you so much and I'll see you when you land.

-C

You don't know how long you had been asleep for when the pilot announced that you were landing. It was too dark to make out where in the world you were currently. Once you got off the plane, you found out that you were in Dublin, Ireland. You had always dreamed of going to Ireland but hadn't got yet, because you wanted it to be special. As you walked to the baggage claim you saw a man holding a sign with your name on it, with your blue suitcase next to him.

"Miss (Y/L/N)?" He said in a wonderfully lilting accent.

"Yep, that's me." You said with a smile. He handed you another note and a garment bag and directed you to his limo.

SURPRISE! You made it to Ireland, finally. Now, the drive should have handed you a bag. Get changed and I'll see you soon.

-C

Changing in the back of a limo was a piece of cake for you now, the dress Chris had for you was amazing. It was a green, A-line cocktail dress that had a white to green ombre lace top, matching shoes and the cardigan he was wearing this morning. The drive took about 30 minutes before the driver knocked on the door to make sure you were dressed. When you opened and stepped out and saw Chris standing on the shore with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, and that million dollar smile.

You were hesitant, but walked over to him and hugged him. He sensed the uneasiness in your hug and pulled back to look at you.

"What's wrong? Aren't you excited to be here? I planned this for months." He said smiling down at you.

"Who was that women you were with? At Perch?" You couldn't stop yourself from asking. "Why was she emailing you?"

Chris looked at you, confusion etched into his stupid, perfect face. "That was Linda, she's an event planner. We were going over everything to make sure this went off without a hitch."

Suddenly you felt so stupid. Of course! Chris couldn't plan something this big all on his own, and not have you notice.

"Were you jealous?" He teased you. But then, his face suddenly turned serious. "(Y/N), I love you. You are the most amazing woman I have ever met, and I would never think about another woman when I have you waiting for me."

"I know, I just.. I saw the email, and then you two were on a date. Well, I thought it was a date. I'm sorry, I love you, too. This is the best anniversary gift ever."

"This isn't the gift." He said looking suddenly nervous. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box, and your heart stopped. "The gift i-is me. Forever." You could see the tears welling in his eyes as he looked at you before getting down on one knee.

"(Y/F/M), I love you more than I ever believed I could love another person. I wake up every day with a smile on my face from knowing that you love me, too. You make me a better man, and I can't imagine not having you by my side. You are my best friend and the love of my life. Will you make my life complete by agreeing to mar-"

You cut him off by throwing yourself on him and kissing him with all the love you could muster.

"YES! Oh my god! Yes!!" You couldn't contain the tears that freely flowed down your face. "I love you, too!"