#I'm gonna make a post about her later today i just. disregarding her as a bad mother is such a disservice.

[malaierba]

Maizuru is great BECAUSE she's flawed and unaware, well-meaning but insane about it, coincidentally all the best female characters are

[unculturedswine-101]

Once upon a time in Hollywood: Part 2- The Playboy Mansion

A/N: I don’t really have an audience yet so idk if there’s a demographic for this series but here’s part 2! Also the chapter was initially longer (including smut) but it was getting TOO LONG so I’m going to post part 2 later, enjoy!

A/N 2: the Matt I’m referring to in this story is Matt Baynton; a British actor so u can just disregard him if u want

“Almost ready Schatz?” “Yup!” I stepped out into our living room striking a pose and beveling my knee. “There’s my girl!” Christoph ran up to me and placed his hands on my waist and spun me around. “Christoph! Christoph!” I giggled as he put me down. I ran away from him as he chased me out of the house finally catching me on the porch kissing me and peppering kisses all over my neck. I got out of his grasp and stole the keys that were in his hand and opened the car for my side as he got in the other “Good things come to people who wait, Christoph” he smiled as he turned the ignition and the radio was already on from where we left it.

🎵93 KHJ 🎵

“This is The Real Don Steele it is currently 7 pm and 60 degrees in Los Angeles”

🎵I got a certain little girl who’s on my mind, no doubt about she looks so fine. She’s best girl that I’ve ever had, no doubt about makes me feel so bad🎵

“ I can’t wait for this party, Sharon’s going to be there, Roman, Steve, Matt I mean- everyone!” “I just hope it doesn’t last too long..” Christoph sighs “I don’t know how long I’ll be able to keep my hands off you..” Christoph places a hand on my knee inching closer and closer up my thigh until I swiftly swat his hand away. “Cmon we’re almost there!” Christoph makes a sharp turn swerving into the Playboy Mansion “Oh look they're here!” I point out Michelle, Steve and Matt. “Welcome to the Playboy Mansion Mr.Waltz” you greet Steve first, “Heyy how are you, baby?!” I jump into Steve’s arms as he swings me around and places me back on the ground. Going into the mansion I reconnect with Sharon as I, Cass and Michelle go dancing further into the backyard with Matt and Christoph trailing behind us as “Son of a lovin’ man” plays over the speakers. We all disperse into the crowd doing the jerk and grooving to the music.

Unbeknownst to us a conversation was happening between Steve and a woman at the party while everyone dances.

“I'm gonna tell you a story.” Steve starts, pulling out a cigarette, “yeah?” The woman inquires. “She was engaged to him. Then she flew to Austria…to make a film with him, and broke off her engagement with him and married him. Then they moved to Los Angeles, and the three of them have been inseparable.” The woman raises her eyebrows, “Really? What's up?” Steve sighs letting out an exhale of smoke “Matt loves y/n that's what's up.” Steve inhales another drag “Mm. And he knows... as sure as God made little green apples... that one of these days, that Austrian prick's gonna fuck things up, and when he does, Matt’s gonna be there.” The woman laughed, “Well, one thing's for sure.” Steve offered the cigarette to her “Yeah? What's that?” She points to you “ Y/n absolutely has a type…Cute, talented, brunettes who have weird accents.” Steve sighed “Yeah…..I never stood a chance.”

“Wooh! I’m exhausted!” Sharon sighed, slowing down from dancing “same here!” I slow down as well as we both look around for our partners. “Look at them, a bunch of teenage boys” Sharon laughed pointing out Christoph, Roman, Matt and Jay all huddled together each with cigarettes in between their fingers. “Cmon, let’s go inside the mansion” Sharon put her arm around me as we went inside.

We entered the living room where there was a conversation pit with Cass, Michelle and others passing around a joint. “Hey guys can we join?” I asked, Cass nodded as we both sat down and settled in among the pillows and blankets. “So how have you and Christoph been enjoying LA?” Michelle asked, taking a drag of the joint “It’s been pretty good, we moved in today and Sharon lives nearby so that’s good”. “Have you broken in the bed?” I slapped michelles arm “Jeez Michelle we just got here today!” I took the joint from her, taking a hit. “Listen, just as long as Roman and I can’t hear you, you do you babe” Sharon smiled as I passed the joint to her. Christoph walked into the mansion with his arm around Roman “y/n, have you heard about Roman’s new movie it’s amazing!” I shrugged, turning around to see Christoph totally fangirling over Roman. Sharon noticed that if Christoph and Roman kept talking they would be there all night so she decided to speak up “Hey Roman shouldn’t we be heading home” Roman glanced at his watch “But it’s only 12 am?-” Sharon quickly shot him a look and Roman instantly understood. “Actually you're right, we should be getting home, “Christoph it was great to see you again..do widzenia!” Christoph smiled and shook his hand “Auf wiedersehen!”. As the two men were saying goodbyes as did you and Sharon “Remember you and Christoph can visit next door anytime!” I gave her a hug “Of course, the same for you and Roman”.

[nightowlfandom]

Requested: Jungkook-Office Rivals.

HIYA! My request list is RIGHT HERE! (ALSO DO YOU LOVE SLASHER FAN FICS?! MY GOOD FRIEND MADE A TUMBLR FOR IT AND TELL HER THAT ASH FROM NIGHTOWLFANDOM SENT YOU! @slasher-fanatic LOVE YOU BOO!)

3-"Damnit, do you have any idea how amazing you are? Stop being so damn insecure!"

29-"Where the hell did you learn that?!"

34-"Don't pretend that wasn't on purpose, come here."

45-Go to sleep, I promise I'll wake you up"

54- .How stupid so you think I am?!"

(I HAD TO TYPE THIS STUPID POST FIVE TIMES OVER. I'm sorry if this is the complete opposite of what you wanted but I couldn't write this a sixth time without going into panic. Pleaseee forgive me for that.)

...

"Did you really think a trick like that would work?!" you stormed onto Jungkook's office, seething with rage. "You stole my client!"

"I wouldn't say stole, Y/N. More like convinced him that I was the better candidate. As I always am." he smirked. Jeon Jungkook was the type of man that thought just because the name CEO was attached to his title, that he could walk over who he pleased and it really made you mad. You were just as important as he was.

"Did you bribe him or something?" you crossed your arms. "You seem like the type!"

"That would be your department Ms. L/N (last name). Lucky for me I don't need high heels and a low cut blouse to be convincing." he shrugged. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a deal to settle." he sad down and began typing at his phone. "Good day Ms. L/N."

You whipped around, shutting his door behind you. The nerve of him! He stole your client and then commented on your attire?!

"Hey, how'd it go?" you were joined by Rose. (Okay if it wasn't obvious from my last post, I love Blackpink) "Did he admit it?"

"Yes! He stole my client because he thought he was 'the better candidate' " you rolled your eyes, crossing your arms. "Who does he think he is?!" you snapped. "I'm just as important as he is."

"Of course you are. You know how Mr. Jeon is." she shook her head. "What can you do other than- don't even think about murder." she cut you off just as you opened your mouth.

"I gotta go, I have a report to type." you walked ahead of your friend who shook her head.

"I know that face." Taehyung, another worker had appeared. "You have a plan don't you?"

Rose smirked, nodding her head. "Yes, but I'm gonna need your friends' help. Can you do that?"

"Anything to get those two together." Taehyung laughed. "What do I need to do?"

...

"What do you mean the reports need to be typed again!?!" you and Jungkook yelled at a eerily calm Yoongi. Six reports within the week, gone like that!

"They just disappeared out of nowhere." he shrugged. He looked like he was trying to hide something. What about this was so amusing!? "Taehyung said he couldn't find them, Rose said the same thing. Even Changmin."

" I spent days on those reports, where the hell could they have gone?!" you began pacing.

"Forget it, we'll have to type them again." he waved your rant off.

"That'll take all night." you sighed. "The amount of detail put into them, even if I start now I won't be done until, I don't even know. 4:00 AM."

"I never said you'd be on your own Ms. L/N." Jungkook made you stare at him in confusion. He wasn't really going to try and help you was he?

"What?" you asked stupidly.

"If I help you, then you won't be stuck typing until four." he looked at you like you had a sign that said ' I'm a Dumbass' around your neck. "How stupid do you think I am to the point where I can't type a simple staus report?"

"Don't ever recall insulting your intelligence but okay." you sighed.

....

Damn Jungkook and damn his nice house. Damn the fact that you agreed to come over instead of staying behind by yourself. You seethed as your furiously typed on your laptop you tried to wrap your mind around your current situation as you glanced over at your notes.

Jungkook was in his stupidly nice kitchen. Don't get it wrong, you had a very nice place too, you just hated the fact that today of all days was when your car was in the shop, meaning Jungkook had to drive you to his place so you could both work.

"Here you are." a glass was set down in front of you. You didn't look at it right away but you mumbled a quick "thanks".

"Listen, I know you're less than thrilled about working with me, but you could we try to be cordial. Ot at least a bit chill?"

"I am chill." you clenched your teeth as you typed. You noticed Jungkook staring at your notes, trying to type what he saw on his own laptop.

"Can I ask you a question?" Jungkook asked as he looked up from his computer.

"Sure."you were too focused to make a snide comment like along the lines of 'I don't know, can you?'

"Why do you hate me so much?" he asked. You stopped everything you were doing and turned to face him. He did not jus-. Did he just ask why you hated him?

"You don't remember the day we met? You spilled coffee on me, then mistaked me for a delivery girl. Then when your ex-assistant told you that I was your second in command you laughed, looked me up and down then said AND I QUOTE ,'Her? No way in hell. She probably can't even use a stapler correctly.' " you snapped, shutting your laptop for dramatic effect (good thing your laptop autosaves after long pauses). "You basically embarassed me at the staff introductory meeting telling everyone not to be surpised if I stand at the copy machine for too long because all the colorful buttons would confuse me." you stood up. You were now ranting. "The very next day when I talked to a client from Hungary, you told him that I wasn't anyone important! Thus embarrassing me again!"

"Y/N!" Jungkook slowly stood up.

"Don't Y/N me, because I'm not done! You'd ridicule my work every chance you got, how dare you call me reports 'simple'! Insinuating that I use my body to convince clients. My shirts are NOT low cut for the record!"

"Y/N." Jungkook sighed. You began pointing a finger at his chest.

"What?!" you crossed your arms. "There's loads more I have to say about what you've said to me."

"Well, don't. Because they aren't true. I didn't mean any of it." he sighed.

"What?!" you raised a brow. "Hold on, did you just say that-"

"I didn't mean any of it." he shook his head. "Everyone instantly liked you and I saw your resume and I felt challenged."

"Challenged, with the way you treat me, you might as well win every battle. Did you really expect me to think that was really going through your mind was 'Damnit do you have any idea how amazing you are, stop being so insecure.' " you faked (and failed) a deep voice. "Since day one you've been treating me like I'm some kind of dumb broad! I tried being nice to you and you blatantly disregard my work ethic or my skill in general. So don't you sit there and ask me wh- woah!"

You suddenly tripped over your own shoe, crashing into Jungkook's broad chest. Just like that you two were sent crashing to the floor. Good thing there was a nice carpet. You landed on Jungkook who landed on his back, causing the both of you to groan in pain.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry." you tried to scramble up, only to lose balance and land in a straddling position on Jungkook.

"Geez, could you be any more clumsy." he sighed. Propping himself up on his elbows, you finally got a good look of his face. Without his hair slicked and styled like the guys in those dramas you and your mom loved to make fun of. His face was actually relaxed.

Jungkook studied your face, your hair was a little bit of a mess, without that seemingly angry look you wore around him, he could see why everyone you met said you seemed friendly. You rushed to your feet, fixing your clothes.

You sat back down, opened your laptop and began working again, obviously bent of just finishing and going home to enjoy what little sleep you'd get until the next day.

"Y/N." Jungkook asked. Just as you turned your head, Jungkook wasted no time in kissing you. You nearly lost balance so to stay afloat you clung to his arm.

"Don't pretend that wasn't on purpose." Jungkook said in a low voice. "Come here." his words confused you to no end. In all actuality you could blame this incident on faulty high heels you were getting ready take off to throw at him. Unless he was talking about you clinging to his arm, then that was all you. In an instant you were pulled into Jungkook's lap, your hands making an eyen bigger mess of his hair. His hands traveled up your skirt allowing gusts of cold air to brush up against your skin.

Whatever was building up inside you needed to get out, so to relieve the tension coiling up inside you, you slowly moved your clothed core against, Jungkook's thigh, just to relieve yourself, even a little. Your legs shook as he guided you against his leg.

Jungkook held the back of your head, his hands tangled in strands of your hair. You weren't sure how to make out the feelings that coursed through your brain. Yes you hated Jungkook, but did you? Or were you just working off of what he showed you of himself and not what your other coworkers said about him apparently bragging that you were the best. You couldn't really hear yourself think over the harsh breathing leaving your body as your tongues crashed and prodded one another.

Whether you magically landed on the bed out of nowhere or whether Jungkook put your there wasn't important what was important was that he needed you. Since that day you walked in he couldn't fathom the threat of someone who worked harder than him. And beautiful too?! Might as well make him your assistant and call you the CEO. Not to mention him just plain out being a jerk for no reason, he kept it up because you'd think he was a dirty liar if he actually tried to apologize and makeup for his actions.

Jungkook furiously unbuttoned his shirt. Thoughts of you with your legs wrapped around his torso that have been haunting him since you told him off your third month at the company were too strong. They blinded his work ethic. Yes, reports needed to be done, but feeling you against him was twice as important. No, way more important.

He'd have time to enjoy your body, kiss every part of you later, now he needed you.

You had no time to worry about reports. Damn your sexual frustration and your messy hair. Your clothes discarded who knew where, you were too ready for him to care. (I hate myself but I'm not changing the scentence.)

Even thought he couldn't wait, he still wanted to care for you, he gently pinned your arms above your head as he slowly lowered himself into you. The sound of water sounded strange in your ears as the noises got faster and louder, gradually of course. Almost gracefully, your name escaped his lips, followed by a grunt of appreciation.

"Fuck!" Jungkook grunted. "Fuck I'm gonna-" he groaned. His thrusts grew slower and less calculated. His jaw went slack as more unintelligible sounds spilled from his mouth.

You nearly screamed his name but was muffled by Jungkook's mouth colliding with yours. An effective, yet seemingly messy way of shutting you up. You shook furiously under him, tightening around his length. Screams echoed through the room, yours and his.

You yawned tiredly collapsing onto the plush surface, your eyes grew very heavy as Jungkook laid next to you.

"I'm sorry. If I wasn't such an asshole to you when we first met." he sighed. "We would have gotten to this place a lot quicker." he laughed dryly.

"That's not funny." you whined, burying your head into the pillow next to your head. "Watch the hair next time, you probably made a tangle I won't be able to get out." you sighed, trying to fix your hair.

"Go to sleep, I promise I'll wake you up. We can ride to work tomorrow." Jungkook chuckled traced soothing lines on your hip, making you smile. "After we have breakfast together."

"Okay." you yawned, drafting off. "I like (insert favorite breakfast food.)" you hinted. You suddenly realized something "Jungkook?"

"Yes beautiful?"

" I always send copies or reports to everyone else in the office, including your personal email. There would be no way those reports were lost unless someone moved them to a different folder...."

"Wait a minute." Jungkook mumbled. "You don't think anyone at the office had anything to do with this, do you?"

"Too sleepy to care, but most definitely." you yawned. "We'll deal with it later." you yawned. "Sleeeepp" you whined, poking Jungkook's nose. You didn't have time to hear him chuckle at your mannerisms as you drifted off.