#Summer of Porsches and Sunsets

[veroniconique]

Love Drug, an Olicity fic

"The first few weeks on the road, Oliver and Felicity are barely on the road. It can’t be called traveling. They drive, sure, off into the sunset or into the sun depending on the time of day, but they aren’t driving anywhere. They’re changing the location of their continuous sex marathon."

[marclamhofer]

[okaerina]

𖥻 THINGS — enhypen ◌ ִ ۫ ּ

syn ; things enha reminds me of !

heeseung !

dangly earrings, pendent chains, skinny ripped jeans, rock guitar, clubbing, late studio night, concerts, rainy empty street, love songs, specs, ice cream, deers, rainforest, going over the speed limit, long drive, polaroids, balcony, tattoos, collage campus, basketball, getting into fist fights, breaking rules, warm breeze, kisses, sharing earphones, untied shoelaces, sleeveless tops, cross jewelries, chase atlantic songs

jay !

red wine, ball dance, guitar, empty kitchen, champagne bubbles, tuxedo suits, runaway, black cat, fashion magazines, gold jewelries, camping, eucalyptus, biking, biker jackets, street racing, late night walks, city lights, porsche, cologne, the weeknd songs, loose tie, fancy restaurant, chanel bags, iced americano, home, long hugs, words of affirmation, eye contact, autumn, posh music, v necks, opera, musical recital, marriage, ancient churches

jake !

pancakes, golden retrievers, empty parks, cardigans, picnic, wolf pups, landscapes, abstract art, lip piercings, makeout sessions, mornings, cream, sheets, swimming, sand castles, tree houses, venus, varsity player, rings, clashing waves, sun shinning through curtains, backyard, champagne, sparkly eyes, netflix and chill, forehead kisses, caramel fudge, winter, jb songs, garden, lilies, lipstick stains

sunghoon !

sculptures, greek mythology, snow, ice skating, pointe shoes, swan lake, ice rinks, rhinestones, vampires, sharp canines, royalty, huskies, novels, cruise, 90s songs, ear muffs, moon phase, poetry, dandelions, maple leaves, vanilla shake, pearls, penguins, blush, lucid dreams, confessions, lullaby, archangels, romance movies, boyfriend coats, monsoon, hair blowing because of the wind, moles, tears, old love, unrequited love, ribbons, weddings

sunoo !

sun, tulip field, solar system, marshmallows, tteobokki, street food, shopping, karaoke, smiles, cute stationeries, stickers, secret diary, cheek kisses, mufflers, red foxes, bratz doll, playdate, selfies, carnations, easter, boba tea, bestfriends to lovers, cherry blossoms, lip gloss, skincare, disney shows, late night face timing, gossiping, watching kdramas, sanrio stuffs, blowing bubbles, photo booths, texts, horizon

jungwon !

kittens, valleys, teenage dream, gold fish, aquariums, subways, cds, headphones, empty bus rides, babybreaths, holding hands, first love, taylor swift songs, messy hair, vacation, countryside, group study, constellations, piggyback ride, dimples, converse, empty classroom, sheep cubs, indoor plants, mini cactus, namsan tower, han river, late fall, vintage hand written letters , young love, romcom, kitties

ni-ki !

graffiti, sunsets, baggy pants, late night dance jam, empty beach, bicycling, sea shore, ear piercings, watermelon, summer, slow dancing, grass field, bungeoppangs, duck chicks, disneyland, ps5, arcade, puma cubs, eskimo kisses, bracelets, youth, climbing fences, skipping school, skateboarding, mangas, school festivals, footsies, cute band aids, oversized attires, j-rock, night sky, laughters, slice of life, teenage, playfulness, photo booths, anime, shoujo manga

© aenfilmz / 02072023

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[the-wayside]

After the great fail of OneDrive, I've not been up to having rewrite work I've already done once before so I started a writing exercise. Write some words for any concept that I'd like to tackle. In true Way fashion, it has...grown.

So, here is about 700 words of about 5k. M for language and implications of future dubcon (A/B/O dynamics [A!K and O!P]). Marriage of convenience. Just for interest, in this universe, the wolves do descend from Gaelic roots as wolves as we know them don't exist in Thailand and hence the familiarity with (summer) Beltane (and Bel) as well as the hunt (Cernunnos). Not that it matters at all as it's more the basis for events rather than a huge mythos piece.

Porsche has been dreading his last wedding celebration with an itch in his canines to rip into everyone and everything. A marriage of convenience, they said. Whose? Definitely not his. Not his husband who comes home smelling of other more obliging omegas. Despite coming so far into the 21st century, some wolves refuse to let go of their traditions and their base instincts. Families bred for power over a true desire to bond. No, this was a marriage of necessity. One he instigated but the further it progresses the more he understands how poor a decision that was.

“We’ll drive out to the campsite before sunset,” Kinn tells him in the sunroom downstairs over coffee and an assortment of breakfast foods.

The only comfort he has is the sickening twist that Kinn looks just as uncomfortable as he feels. All the preparations, the parties and the egregious handholding, were scheduled so that their last feast and hunt would fall on the first day of May, coinciding with their prayers to their ancestral gods Bel and Cernunnos for a hearty bounty in the coming year. Since his new husband doesn’t farm, the bounty they wish for is for a healthy pup inside him. All things befitting a marriage not as doomed as theirs.

Fuck if I let him touch me. Porsche grunts and pushes melon around his plate with a fork. Kinn folds up his napkin and puts it over the top of his plate, pushing back his chair to stand and rebutton his suit jacket. Today’s is different from yesterday's and the days before that. Porsche is sure Kinn has more suits than he has underwear.

“One more night and we can be done with each other,” Kinn says quietly.

“You can be done with me,” Porsche says as he tips his head up to look at Kinn, “You can do whatever you want. Me, I’m stuck with you.”

Kinn searches his face and Porsche fights to keep his face passive and not scowl. In another time, another world, he might have found Kinn attractive.

“You’ve made that clear.”

Porsche narrows his eyes because he doesn’t understand the tone, “Am I wrong?”

It’s the one concession he can make. The day Kinn put the gold wedding band on his finger, he should have placed a corresponding bite on his nape…but he didn’t. The moment he does, Porsche’s future dies with him. All Porsche’s heats are Kinn’s heats; his children are Kinn’s. Less than a slave, he’s a vessel for someone else’s desires.

“You know where the door is,” Kinn stares at him, giving him a hard look and Porsche sighs and leans back in his chair. Everything his family received; the money, the protection, the status in the pack, all disappears.

“Don’t expect me to slick my asshole for you,” Porsche knows he’s being vulgar and Kinn flinches in the way Porsche has come to know him to. His face doesn’t move but his eyes flicker, almost as if his wolf answers Porsche’s anger rather than the man. “Don’t expect to get anywhere near me.”

Porsche realizes that maybe he has pushed too far because Kinn leans down, hand on the table, “If you really thought you stood a chance, you’d have stopped taking those extra strong suppressants.”

Just because he realizes, doesn’t mean he can stop himself: “Sorry if I don’t want the stench of you following me around while I’m trying to eat.”

Kinn leans back and stands up again, “Pretend all you want. You signed yourself up for the task and refused the exit. Your asshole, anyway it comes, is mine.”

Porsche is practically seething and Kinn adjusts his cufflinks, "You'll prepare yourself as you're expected to and we will act out this farce."

"Why are you doing this?" Porsche can't help but ask.

"You asked for my help, not my reasoning," Kinn turns and proceeds to the dining room door before disappearing. Porsche watches him go and sighs, with relief or frustration, he isn't sure.

Marriage of convenience, marriage of the borderline insane, he decides and spears a piece of melon onto his fork before popping it into his mouth. What's done is done and Kinn, despite Porsche's recalcitrance, is right. Porsche chose this repeatedly in the last few weeks and now he has to pony up and deliver.

[sincerelyyycece]

about me

cece | 𝐚𝐠𝐞: 17 | 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬: she/her | 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲: march 6th | sexuality: bisexual | 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞: acts of service—physical touch

𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬—

𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐚 . . . pisces ; intp ; ravenclaw ; a multi-fandom enthusiast; a writer ; a reader ; a senior in high school ; a hopeless romantic in the philippines

𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 . . . read, write fanfiction, take aesthetic photos, scroll on pinterest, eat, have deep conversations that make people feel, watch people experience life, celebrate with others, spend time with family and friends, travel, occasionally get myself dolled up, learn different languages, rewatch/reread my favorite movies/books, journal, be delusional, flirt on character ai, make things pretty/aesthetic, have silly little crushes. .

𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 . . . being a bad friend, letting my friends and family down, the feeling of failure, breaking/broken promises, liars, people who waste my time, people who are mean to animals, inconsiderate people, people who are mean to my friends or family, having allergies, toxic positivity, having social anxiety, having a stuffy nose, humid weather, being sleep-deprived, stress, being sick, taking/people who take jokes too far. . .

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 . . . rain, sunsets/sunrise, desserts, amusement parks, photography, animals (dogs), leather jackets, vintage cars, porsche, beaches, travelling, late nights, headphones, airpods, anything pretty/aesthetic, books, fireworks, flowers (baby's breath, roses, tulips, hibiscus), candles, tea, matcha, coffee, music, summer, dressing up, birthdays, the colors baby pink, navy blue, sage green, cherry red, rereading my old journal entries or rereading my old stories. . .

𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬—

𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬: little women ; mean girls ; la la land ; princess diaries ; pitch perfect ; suicide squad ; the first daughter; 50 first dates ; conjuring series ; harry potter series ; percy jackson series ; hamilton ; pitch perfect ; book of life ; barbie ; five feet apart ; flipped ; the half of it ; to all the boys i've loved before

𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬: stranger things ; anne with an e ; gilmore girls ; the umbrella academy ; bridgerton ; elite ; 13 reasons why ; one day ; emily in paris ; shadow and bone ; never have i ever ; sweet tooth ; gossip girls ; riverdale ; hidden love ; you ; marry my husband ; when i fly towards you ; twenty five twenty one ; business proposal ; heartstopper

𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬: shatter me ; harry potter ; the summer i turned pretty ; ali hazelwood’s books ; twilight ; little women ; spanish love deception ; american roommate experiment; the hating game ; the kiss quotient

𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬: taylor swift ; abba ; conan gray ; olivia rodrigo ; lana del ray ; ariana grande ; denise julia ; bts ; blackpink ; new jeans ; sabrina carpenter ; laufey ; niki ; renee rapp ; daniel caesar ; gracie abrams ; phoebe bridgers ; faye webster ; sza ; djo ; bruno mars ; kali uchis ; arctic monkeys ; lady gaga ; cup of joe ; lola amour

thank you for reading my little post all about me <3

[coolthingsguyslike]

[cirums]

[big-kahuno]

[crownmoto]

[carcrazedfool]

It makes you appreciate the times you’ve had. I’m just dreaming of the howl of a Mezger. #flat6dreamin ————————————————————— #fuckcorona #porsche #porsche911 #gt3rs #gt3 #orange #sunset #sun #summer #roadtrip #supercar https://www.instagram.com/p/B-K0QKQAx4o/?igshid=317fk1qbw9bu

[dapperseoul]

[cadoretjerome]

Le Mans Classic 2018, Porsche 917 by Night @lemansclassic @peterauto #lemansclassic #aco #peterauto #racecars #porsche #sun #sunset #photooftheday #like #happy #beautiful #picoftheday #fun #summer #instadaily #instacool #cars #vintagecars #endurance #racing (à Circuit des 24 Heures)

[carsandsparkles]

Mexico blue GT3 RS during sunset! by Lennard Laar Via Flickr: Found this beautiful Mexico Blue Porsche 991 GT3 RS on the AVD Oldtimer Grand Prix Paddock last sunday suring sunset!

[princessbatears]

Here For It - Chapter 5

Casa Werewolf Series #5

Chapters 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

Pairing: Javi Gutierrez x Werewolf Single Mom f!Reader Summary: Your first date with Javi includes delicious food, an emotional conversation, and a request Warnings: mild TUWOMT spoilers, language, discussion of child-on-child bullying and violence, some alcohol consumption, grief, discussion of parental/spousal death, discussion of fatal car accident Words: 3k A/N: Javi’s brother is not canon. Long before The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent came out, @hdlynnslibrary and I came up with the concept that Javi’s brother is David (stage name "Dieter Bravo") from her The Bubble fan fic. It’s a lovely story, so read it!

It’s five days between the night Javi asks you out and the lunch date, and he spends them in a haze of wild emotions.

On the one hand, he’s unbelievably excited. You’re a beautiful, fascinating, mature woman who has utterly captivated him. On the other, he’s terrified he’s going to mess it up. Will he be able to rise up to be everything you and the kids need him to be?

On Sunday evening, his brother, David, gives him a call. Javi’s happy to hear the cheerfulness in his voice. He’s been sober for five months and has a reoccurring role on a Netflix fantasy series as a mercenary that looks to have a great character arc.

“You sound really good,” Javi smiles as he looks at the sunset from his balcony.

“I feel really good,” David agrees. “What about you? What’s new?”

“Well… I met someone.”

There’s an intrigued hum. “Who is she?”

Javi gives him your first name and then smirks, adding in the bit of information that will surely shock, “She’s a single mother with triplets.”

David inhales sharply. “Triplets?”

“Triplets. They’re eight. A boy and two girls.” He then tells the story of Bo trespassing (minus the lycanthropy, of course) and how that led to bonding with your family.

“This is so typical of you,” David snorts. “You’re living your own rom-com with that kind of meet-cute.”

Javi laughs. “It does rather feel like it. She’s an amazing woman, and I adore her children. I just…” The smile leaves his face. “I worry I’m not good enough for them. What do I know about being a family man? I’ve never even made it to the alter!”

“You’ve always there for me,” David says matter-of-factly. “You’re the strongest part of our family, hands-down. You’ve got a lot of love to give, hermano. Don’t sell yourself short.”

The sweet words make Javi emotional. “Stop, you’re going to make me cry!”

“Hell,” David continues, dry amusement in his voice, “you somehow got Nic Cage to become your BFF. And he’s not an easy man to befriend.”

“That is because Nic and I have a soul connection,” Javi sniffs haughtily. “One you cannot understand.”

They laugh at this.

“Thank you,” Javi smiles, feeling encouraged. “You’re right, I have much to offer. And I’m ready to offer it. I have been for a while, but just haven’t met the right person.”

“I’m just happy you’re not ending up with an actress. It’s a level of drama you’re not made for,” David says with a tut.

Javi wants to laugh again. David’s right, he’s really not made for actresses, but he’s walking into a whole new kind of drama by pursuing a werewolf. And he’s determined to be made for it.

Javi agonizes over which car to drive to pick you up. He definitely doesn’t want to seem too ostentatious, but it’s a lovely late summer day and he’d like the option to put the top down if you’re interested. So, he decides on his silver vintage Porsche 911, hoping you don’t think he’s trying to show off.

Then, he leaves way too early, terrified he’ll run into traffic or fail to secure a parking space by your building. With 15 minutes to kill, he double-checks the picnic basket to make sure he didn’t forget anything.

Fuck, he’s already sweating so much! Grabbing some napkins from the console, he hurriedly dabs at his damp armpits. Why didn’t he wear a darker colored shirt? Or bring extra deodorant?

When he’s got four minutes left, he heads into the old building and begins to walk the three flights of stairs slowly, trying not to cause any more sweating.

Once at your door, he knocks, taking steadying breaths. A moment later, it opens and you stand in front of him, looking as stunning as always, and dressed in a pretty blush-colored linen sundress and a floppy sunhat.

“Hi!” you smile, eyes sparking with excitement. You lean in for the customary cheek kisses again, which makes his heart flutter.

This gives Javi the boost he needs to forget about his nerves and sweaty pits. “¡Buenas! You look beautiful!”

Becoming adorably bashful at the compliment, you duck your head a little. “You look very nice, too.”

After you lock your door, the two of you head down the stairs. He says, ”It’s truly the perfect day to drive down the coast for a beach picnic.”

“I’ve been really looking forward to it,” you grin. “I’ve never been to the beaches in Spain with just an adult before. Don’t get me wrong, I love going with the kids, but it’s chaos.”

He laughs, hoping he’ll get to experience that chaos before too long.

When you reach the car, your mouth drops open in delighted surprise. “This is gorgeous!” Your fingers lightly stroke the curved hood. “Does the top go down?”

Javi’s relieved you’re not put-off by him arriving in an expensive car. “It does! If you want, I’ll put it down.”

“I love cars that you can put the top down.” Your voice drops to a playful whisper, “Maybe it’s the dog in me.”

He grins, quickly doing so. Then, he opens the passenger’s door for you before going around to the driver’s side. “Hang onto your hat!”

You literally do have to keep one hand on your hat as the two of you leave town and he begins to cruise towards the cliffs. He’s still careful not to drive as fast as he normally would, not wanting to scare you or trigger upsetting memories of your late husband’s death.

“I will never get used to that view.” You’re gazing across the sea as the car winds its way down the narrow curved road. “Honestly, Spain isn’t the most practical place for werewolves. Especially the coast. But it makes me happy to see the water every day and be in the sun.”

Javi loves seeing such peace on your face. “I’m certainly glad you decided to come here.”

You smile at him. God, whenever you do that, it hits his very soul.

Once he’s parked the car by the beach, he grabs the picnic basket and the beach umbrella, and the two of you head to find a spot to eat.

“I can carry something,” you offer.

Javi shakes his head with a gentle smile. “You carry everything all day, every day as a mother. I will take care of it for right now.”

You look almost startled and he immediately worries he’s insulted you. But then you smile softly back with a nod.

Soon, you’ve chosen a spot just out of reach of the waves and far enough away from others that no one can overhear your conversation. He stakes the umbrella into the ground and opens it. Then, he unpacks the picnic. You help him spread out the blue-checkered blanket that he bought specifically for this date before he sets out the food.

There’s a sweet rosé wine, gazpacho soup, empanadillas, almond-coated cheese, some of his own company’s marinated olives, and cold lemon cream for dessert.

You gasp in delight at the spread before eagerly popping an olive into your mouth. “Oh, these are good!”

Grinning, Javi also eats one. “I used to make myself sick on them as a kid. I’d sneak into the kitchen and eat as much of the jar as I could before I got caught. If I got through more than half, I was in trouble.”

You snort. “I see you being a very mischievous child.”

“I was,” Javi agrees. “David and I used to run around the compound, doing all sorts of inadvisable things. I would come up with stories and goad him into joining me in enacting them out, even if it meant climbing trees far too tall or jumping off the cliffs into the ocean.” He chuckles. “I’m pretty sure it’s all my fault he became an actor. But it’s also thanks to me he became a good one because I demanded excellence!”

You giggle. “That sounds like a lot of fun.”

“What was your favorite thing to do when you were a little girl?” he asks, pouring the wine out in two glasses.

“Playing hide and seek with my siblings. We’d play as wolf pups, which meant we could go very far, very fast. Whomever was It would have to seek out the others over miles of forest. And we never played fair, either, we were always moving to new hiding spots.” You smile with a wicked glint in your eye.

He grins. “I would have very much liked to play with you.” And he’d undoubtedly have grown up with the hugest crush on you.

“I think you could have handled me,�� you say flirtatiously, which sends a shock of desire through his system. And makes him titter like an absolute fool. Why can’t he just be chill?

But you giggle again, seemingly finding it endearing.

Javi scrambles for something to say and somehow ends up with the very lame question of, “Soup?”

“Please.”

His fingers brush yours as he passes you the thermos of cold tomato soup and a spoon. Both of you allow the touch to linger, smiling into each other’s eyes.

When amber threads throughout your irises, he’s briefly worried he’s done something to upset you, but everything about you exudes enjoyment. The color change must happen from more than just negative emotions.

After a few more breaths, you break the contact to begin eating the soup, although you do scoot closer to him on the blanket.

The rest of the meal passes blissfully, the two of you enjoying easy conversation and laughing a ridiculous amount. It’s like you’ve known each other forever.

When it’s time for you to head home so you can pick up the triplets from school, you and Javi pack up. “Is this a good beach to find sea glass?” you ask.

“When the tide is low, yes,” he smiles. “Usually best early in the morning.”

“Some weekend, I’ll bring the kids down. They love to play in the surf and hunt for treasures. Maybe you could join us?”

The invitation combined with your hopeful tone tells Javi that you found the date as successful as he did. He beams. “I would love nothing more.”

You reward him with that breathtaking smile.

At one point on the drive home, you ask, “Do you know of any AirBnBs out in the forest? With fewer or no people around?”

He has a feeling this has to do with your lycanthropy, but he needs more information to make a good recommendation. “Could you tell me what it’s for?”

You sigh, fingers twisting in your lap. He’s noticing that you have a threshold for what’s comfortable for you to discuss with it. But you do answer, “I really need to teach the children how to hunt this full moon. They really should have learned months ago. But I need a safe place where we won’t be seen by humans and where there are some rabbits or other small creatures.”

Javi smiles. “I have just the place. I own a safe house off my compound, surrounded by untouched woods. You and the niños are welcome to it.”

Stress leaving you again, you smile gratefully. “I’d really appreciate that. I can pay—

He breaks in with a chuckle, “Don’t be silly. You’re doing me a favor by putting it to use.”

“I’ll need it for three nights: Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Is that all right?”

“Of course!” Javi desperately wants to ask if he can come and see the Wolves—especially your Wolf—but he manages to hold his tongue. The fastest way to push you away is to stick his nose where he’s not welcome.

When he parks in front of your apartment building, he turns to you with a smile, but then sees your expression is very serious. “What is it?”

“I had the best time this afternoon,” you say, almost as if you’re sad about it. “I like you a lot. But, as much as it feels like I’m just a kid in high school, I’m not. And, maybe if we’d met under other circumstances, this could go differently.”

Javi’s stomach is suddenly churning. You’re ending things, he knows it. What had changed from when you’d offered to bring him to the beach with the kiddos? Had he said or done something wrong?

You inhale shakily before continuing, “If you decide you want to be with me, it means being with my children, too. As well as being sucked into the secret world of lycanthropy. Not to mention, you’re the first man I’ve wanted to be with since Ivan, and, even though I can promise you are not a placeholder and I want to be with you, I still feel grief.” You shrug, eyes misty. “My life is really fucking messy.”

Relief fills Javi as he realizes you’re not breaking it off. He gently takes your hands in his. “I’m not afraid of mess. I’ve got plenty of my own. And there will probably be a lot more for both of us in the future. But I’m here for it if you are.”

You immediately look heartened. “I am, yeah.” Your fingers squeeze his lightly. “Hey, if you want, you could spend some time with us while we’re at the safe house? I mean, once the moon has risen, none of us will be able to talk, but we can still communicate better than dogs.”

He gasps excitedly. “I will be there!”

You smile happily. Then, you somber slightly again, “Right now, as far as the kids go, I’d like to wait to tell them about our romantic relationship. Give us time to make sure we work.”

“Of course, whatever you feel is best for them.”

“Keep making friends with them, though. It’s good for them to have another man in their lives.” Linking your fingers with his, you smile. “I’ll be telling them that you know about the lycanthropy today. It won’t make sense for us to spend the full moon with you otherwise.”

Javi knows what a major sign of trust all of this is for you and he’s determined not to do anything to risk it.

A light frown creases your brow. “There aren’t any cameras at the safe house or that property, are there?”

“Oh, no, no,” he reassures. “And the only other person who knows about it is my head of security, who won’t be there. It’ll be totally private.”

You relax. “That’s perfect.”

“Text me with anything I can provide that’ll make it more comfortable. And… since I’ll be seeing you then, I guess we can make plans for another date at that time?”

Face lighting up, you nod. “I’d love that.”

Javi strokes your cheek, eyes on your lips. “Would it be all right if I kissed you?”

“Very,” you breathe, leaning closer.

He closes the distance between you and him. Your lips are soft and warm. At first, there’s a tentativeness for you both, but, as you melt into him, he deepens the kiss. You respond in kind.

His whole body is on fire, but he forces himself to pull back after a minute. Your eyes are golden again, sending a thrill through him. He made that happen!

“Thanks for the wonderful date, Javi. I’ll talk to you later.” You open the passenger’s door before he can move to do it for you. With a wink that makes him feel weak, you zip across the street to the apartment.

Holy shit, he’s going to be in love by the weekend, he just knows it.

Unable to focus on work or anything else besides you and the triplets, Javi spends the rest of the afternoon brainstorming ways to make the safe house cozier. At the moment, it’s the bare minimum of comfort, mostly there in case he receives a threat on his life.

Sitting in the grand room on the sofa next to Marci’s fish tank, he uses her to bounce ideas off of. “Fresh sheets, blankets, food, games, toys…” He scribbles each item on a list. “Coloring books and crayons. Wait, are they too old for crayons?”

He hums, watching her some pebbles from one side of the bottom to the other.

Grabbing his phone, he googles: ‘Do 8-year-olds like crayons?’ It’s way too embarrassing to ask you something that should be so obvious. He knows how to interact well with kids, but age-appropriate toys aren’t his forte.

His head of security, Placido, walks into the room and stops in front of him, hands clasping behind his back. “You wanted to see me, boss?” he asks in Spanish.

Javi looks up with a smile. “Yes. Tomorrow, could you spare the time to help me freshen up the safe house? My girlfriend and her children will be staying there Wednesday through Friday night.” It feels so amazing to say ‘girlfriend.’

Looking pleased, Placido says, “I’m delighted to hear that things are going so well with her.” His smile fades. “Is there a reason they’re staying in the safe house instead of here? Is something wrong?”

Not even his most trusted employee can find out your secret, so Javi shares the simple lie he’s come up with, “It’s for a school project for the kids. They need to observe the stars for a few nights. No better place than there.”

For a moment, Placido’s expression is so strange Javi’s not sure he believes him. But then he smiles slightly with a nod. “Of course. I’ll help you arrange everything for them tomorrow.”

“Thanks.” Then, he asks, “What age did your kids outgrow crayons?”

“It depended on the kid. But if you’re looking to get art supplies, I’d have crayons, washable markers, and colored pencils available.”

Javi quickly jots those things down. “What would I do without you, Placido?”

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Thank you SO much for reading this story; I’d love to hear your thoughts! 🥰

Spanish Translations/Notes: hermano - brother

Javi Gutierrez Masterlist

Werewolf Masterlist

[serenityinsabr]

I went on a date yesterday.

I was extremely nervous.

She goes to my school.

She asked me.

Rewind a little.

She added me on Social Media back in like November after I hosted a panel for a law school event regarding the disenfranchisement of minorities in Law School/Legal Profession. It was one of the widest attended events we had (honestly, probably one of the coolest events I’ve led)

Then she messaged me and said she’d love to get to know me, and we’ve been communicating daily since. Including random Zooms/phone calls, etc.

I didn’t think much of it. I get a lot of prospective, new and current students reaching out because I’m VP of the student government, and on a bunch of law school orgs, etc. in hindsight, we were out here sending whole text-“letters” to each other and I’m lowkey oblivious 🙃😂 as I’m typing this, she also made a video of her friends back home saying hi to me when she visited......so either I was HELLA focused on finals/Bar prep or I’m just SOO oblivious and didn’t think much of it

Anyways, during Valentine’s Day she sent me 18 roses because she knew they were some of my favorite flowers and a little poem, it basically said “Roses are red, violets are blue, Law life is crazy, but it’s better with you.” (Pic below)!And I was like oooohhhhh maybe she has a crush on me, meanwhile my friends were like....Nas wtf.....🙃 Don’t worry, I sent her a V-day care package. We live 40 minutes away from eachother but like Bar Prep, Covid, etc.

She also then had pizza and such delivered to me the week of the bar exam because I wasn’t really eating (anxiety symptoms). And it had my favorite toppings, which I mentioned ONE TIME, MONTHS AGO.

Meanwhile, I still had no expectations out of any of this cause, idk I just didn’t 🤷🏻‍♀️

THEN she asked me on a date and told me she was planning everything and that it was a surprise. She told me thet she was wearing a dress and heels, that she was driving, AND THAT IS ALL I KNEW. The celebration was basically a cross between me graduating, taking the BAR, a make-up Vday, and her getting an amazing Summer law job.

Yesterday was the surprise. I was nervous as hell.

She RENTED A Porsche Boxster convertible (pic below) for our date because SHE KNOWS I AM INTO CARS, took me for a drive and took me to MY OWN SUNSET SPOT. We then went there and looked at the cows/horses. She made reservations at a restaurant DURING SUNSET, on top of a mountain overlooking the Bay, all because she knows I’m into sunsets and this place basically has it so you can view the entire Bay from what feels like the clouds. Then we drove around, with the top down listening to throwback songs. After all that, we sat, talked, and listened to music because she didn’t want to go home until the last second that she had to return the car. At the end, she told me she wanted to celebrate all my accomplishments, because I don’t do that enough for myself, and it was... so freaking sweet....Like she didn’t need to do any of that, I would’ve been content with a picnic and normal date, but like she wanted to, which is amazing.

I have a habit of settling on people who can’t quite meet me where I am, and this time I told myself I wouldn’t date until I knew I wasn’t settling, and like..... I’m so glad I waited cause wtf?!

Anyways, my friends are gonna be mad cause I’m gonna say what I’m about to say. But maybe she likes me? 😅😂 I don’t know what if anything will come from this, but that’s okay. It was just a good reminder that I do deserve good things, and when I get out of my own head, good things come. And also, no settling. What is meant for me will find me on my path.

[yumesthings]

road trip | ei

synopsis: modern!au, Ei takes you out on a road trip to an unknow destination (part.1)

cw: none, just girl boss Ei and fluff :)

genre: fluff, not suggestive but a bit sensual i guess???

>> Words Count: 998 (maybe that's not enough, tell me how you feel abt it!!)

Sitting in the stairs in front of Tenshukaku Inc., you were waiting for Ei to come out. It was late in the evening, the sun still heating in this mid-summer, shading the sky with nuances of pink and red. You weren’t really dating Ei, this wasn’t official, just hanging out when she had time or when she was not walking around with Miko.

After 30 minutes Ei finally pushed the huge glass door, her stilettos clacking on the floor. Her long dark purple tied in a braid going down to her hips, she was wearing her usual black shoes Miko offered her on her last birthday, a short skirt showing her long legs and a blouse, half open on her chest:

“Dear, you’re already here. God, i’m sorry, the artistic director held me back to check up on the next catalog. What are we doing this evening?”

Ei was running a bank society, the biggest in the country, Tenshukaku Inc., created by herself and Yae Miko when they finished their studies. You and her were having time together after she finished work but only if she could.

“I found this new restaurant on the next avenue, Mao Chief himself said it was a good time to spend there. But i’m sorry, i forgot my wallet at home, i’ll take you there next time. Do you have any other plans?”

Ei was a quite paradoxical person, she had more money than anyone could ever dream of, but always forgot her wallet and else at her penthouse:

“Well, i prepared a basket full of food, but i don’t know where we could eat…” you said, standing up to join her,

“Perfect. I know the perfect place. It would just take time to go there, it wouldn’t bother you to have a road trip before?

“Oh no, not at all! We should go now to get there not too late.”

“Great, get in the car dear!”

She took out a car key from her purse, a Porsche Carrera turned on further on the street. Ei walked down the stairs, her hips balancing at her steps and her braid following the movement. That was hypnotic, you could stare at it for hours without getting bored. The red sun shining on the car was giving off that sunset vibe you really liked.

Ei took place behind the wheel and you sat next to her:

“Wait two second for me to quickly change”

She dropped her stilettos, took off her skirt:

“It’s still hot for this late in the day, isn’t it dear?”

Ei unbuttoned her blouse, ending up in lingerie in the convertible Porsche. A bead of sweat flowed slowly from her neck to between her breasts.

She took a large pair of pants and a transparent crop-top on the back seat, a more comfy outfit to drive. She took sunglasses in the sideway box, lying across you, put them on and locked her belt:

“Would you be nice to untied my hair Dear?”

You took her braid in your hands and pulled off the elastic. A fall of purple hair fell onto your hands and arms, shining like moving satin, you gently brushed them. Ei took your hand, giving a soft kiss on it:

“Thank you Dear, shall we go now?” turning on the Carrera.

You sat back in your seat and the Porsche went away.

Ei was looking like the devils driving on L.A.’s roads, like she was owning the world in her hands, her sunglasses suiting her so well, giving off the energy of the girl boss she was. Putting her right hand on your thigh she asked how had been your day. Well, not that bad actually, you got promoted after writing down a excellent article about the backgrounds of the last presidential election and why it turned that way.

You were working two blocks away from Tenshukaku Inc., for the newspaper “Yae Editorial Room”, created by Yae Miko herself. She gave its lead to Ayaka Kamisato after Tenshukaku Inc. began to take a big place in the national industry:

“Hmm i see, congratulations my dear, this needs a gift!” said Ei adjusting her sunglasses.

The two of you were already leaving the town behind you, the sun at the back, the hot wind caressing your faces. Countryside around Narukami was really pretty and calm, sakura trees and purples cristaflies colouring the landscape.

You turned on the radio to listen to the evening news. The restaurant Ei thought of apparently got four stars from the Fontaine newspaper “Iron Bird”.

Miss Hina was exposing her correspondences with her fiancée at war for historical purposes, a lot of her readers were suspecting her of not really being the women she wanted to make believe she was, indeed, she barely shows up at public events so seing her was pretty rare. Anyway, the readers liked so much her chronicle that it wouldn’t matter if she was a women or not.

News of the day, Yun Jin and Xinyan, singers from Liyue, finally dropped their collaborating album. Both of them were some of your favourite artists, a lot of fans were waiting for this collaboration, and so you were too. You turned off the radio and connected your phone to the car Bluetooth system. It was out on every platform, switching to the music app, you found it on the hit tendance of the day, it will surely stay there for a month or more. The music was fitting perfectly the vibe of the sunset:

“Oh i listened to Master Yun this morning, i can’t get tired of hearing her voice, it’s purely amazing don’t you think dear?” said Ei while turning up the volume.

And so the night went by, the car rolling across the warm air of the falling day, Ei driving to a place you didn’t know anything about. It wasn’t that bad though, as long as you could be chilling around with Ei, gorgeous as ever, nothing else matter.