#a thousand thank you's celebration

[tom-whore-dleston]

good days: I think you should write for sam wilson and I'm giving you this prompt: "don't play dumb, you know what i want." "spell it out for me, baby."

Bad Days and Good Head

Pairing: Sam Wilson x f. reader

Genre: smut (lemon)

Warnings: sub!Sam, dom!reader, mommy kink (she came back w/o an invitation), face sitting, tongue fucking, implied blowjob

Word Count: 1k

Summary: Sam is more than ready to make you feel better after a bad day at work.

Notes: Thank you queen Selene for the request! I love Sam and am so excited to share my first fic of him 🥹🫶 And thank you @mochie85 for beta reading 🥰 Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊

What makes you feel empowered?

There is no right or wrong answer to this question. In fact, that answer can change at any point in your life. When you were a young child, you felt empowered when you won your school spelling bee. As a teenager, you felt empowered when you confronted your sworn enemy after being fed up with her bullying. Now that you are an adult, nothing is more empowering than having a beautiful man submit to your every desire, giving you orgasm after orgasm.

That man being Captain America himself, Mr. Sam Wilson. 

You landed your dream job of working at the White House, which was where you met Sam. He was a frequent visitor, mainly so the President could have an excuse to take pictures with him and post them on social media. The two of you met in a meeting and the sexual tension between you was so strong that the President had to table the meeting out of awkwardness. It didn’t take long for you and Sam to sneak into the closest bathroom to fuck each other’s brains out. And so that was the beginning of your blossoming relationship.

Although you were grateful to be given the opportunity to work your dream job, today was one of those days where you wished you could be anywhere but the White House. You were slammed with paperwork and meetings that could have easily been an email. As you sunk into the couch with your feet kicked up on the coffee table, Sam was immediately by your side, massaging your aching feet. 

“Bad day?” He asked sympathetically.

You sighed. “”Bad’ doesn’t even cut it.” 

Sam puckered his lower lip and gazed up at you with sullen eyes. “Any way I can make it better?”

“Don’t play dumb, you know what I want.” You didn’t care how demanding and snappy you sounded. Your main priority was to forget about how awful work was while getting some mind blowing head. Lucky for you, Sam was turned on by your feistiness and he was ready to please you on your signal.

“Yes, ma’am,” he responded. Your star spangled man began to crawl on top of you when you stopped him.

“Actually, I think we should spice things up.” Sam stared at you like a deer in headlights. “Lie down on the couch.” 

He switched positions with you, his back flat against the leather cushions as you hovered over him. As you unzipped your skirt and pulled your tights down, Sam grew curious as to what you had in store for him. However, he knew better than to question your motives. You trained him well enough to only ask the important questions such as “Is this okay?” or “Do you like when I do this?” You liked things simple. It turned you off when Sam, and even past partners, would try to have small talk during sex so you made it a point to keep conversation to a minimum. 

Sam’s eyes landed on your bare pussy, which inched closer to his face as you climbed over him. At this point, he had a few ideas of what you wanted him to do to you. 

“Ready to eat Mommy’s pussy, baby?” 

It was as if a switch was flipped inside Sam. A switch that only you were allowed to turn on and off. His voice became whiny and his cock strained in his pants.

“Fuck, yes, Mommy! I just want to make you feel good.”

You let out a sinister chuckle. “Good boy.”

With that, you lowered your hips down until your pussy pressed snugly against his plush lips. A blissful sigh escaped your throat as he devoured your cunt. 

What were you so worked up about again? Doesn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was your pleasure. 

Sam’s tongue teased your slick hole, causing you to lightly rut your hips against his face. He gripped your thighs before plunging his tongue inside you and stretching your entrance. 

“Oh, fuck!” You shouted, grasping the couch for leverage. “Leave your tongue out like that. I wanna fuck it.” Sam did as you asked and you bounced on top of his tongue, your uncontrolled moans filling the room. 

The sight of you riding his tongue with your eyes rolling to the back of your head made his cock throb with need. The need to feel your hands and lips and pussy around his length, giving him the same attention he was giving you. But he knew that moment would come. Right now was about you. 

“God, I love your tongue! Feels so good- shit!” At that moment, Sam started flicking your clit with his fingers while shoving his tongue in and out of you. Your nails dug into the upholstery as you felt your release approaching. The man beneath you smirked against your heat as your legs began to tremble. 

“Keep going, baby. Make me come like that, please, please, please! I’m so close!” Your beau rubbed your clit faster while tracing figure eights in your pussy. 

You couldn’t pinpoint the moment it happened. It could’ve been a move Sam did or it could have been the pressure building up like air in a balloon. Either way, your pleasure exploded into little sparkles of bliss. Your back arched into a perfect curve as you cried your lover’s name into the abyss. Sam lapped up the sticky mess between his face and your mound as the aftershocks coursed through your body. He kissed your bud, which was your cue to hop off his face and join him on the couch.

“Jesus, Sam, that was-“

“Yeah, I could tell.” Sam laughed, petting your head as you pressed your ear to his heartbeat. Your head bobbed along with his chest as he cleared his throat.

“So, can I, uhhh…” 

You rolled onto your front side, resting your chin on top your folded arms and kicking your feet in the air. Part of you could already guess what Sam wanted to say, but something about the way he would get flustered after eating you out was cute and sexy at the same time. 

“What is it? Spell it out for me, baby.”

Sam chuckled shyly. “Can you suck my cock? Please…Mommy?”

Your lips brushed his softly before you slid down his body to unbutton his pants.

“Thought you would never ask, baby.”

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[jakeperalta]

letting celebrities think they can and should "use their platform" to speak on all current events and political issues regardless of how educated they are on them was a grave mistake

[chick-it-out]

[tom-whore-dleston]

Jfkfkdkakaoowjdndnd ahhhh I’m really loving all the fics you are writing for this challenge! 🥹🥹🥹 the way you write fluff always makes me giddy and like I’m soaring through a rainbow on a unicorn 🙈💕🥰

If I’m being totally honest, if Joaquin grabbed my drink, then I’d just let him have it 😂 what’s mine is now his 🤣😝

Mixup

Joaquin Torres x Reader

Plot: You meet a charming stranger due to a mixup in orders.

Genre: Fluff! Prompt: realizing they ordered the exact same drink when they both try to grab it at the same time.

A/N: For @tom-whore-dleston creator challenge (that I’ve already submitted two others😅) Thank you for giving me the opportunity and ideas to write love!💜

The buzzer takes your focus away from your book, waking Bubbles, your golden retriever in the process. She sits upright, as if ready to sniff out danger.

“It’s alright girl, it’s just my drink.” You tell her and she calms down by lying back down under the table that you occupied at the corner of the cafe.

Once you made sure that she was alright, you walked to the counter to collect your drink. Only to see a man in a leather jacket reaching for your mocha blend that was waiting to be collected. Speeding up, you walked towards him.

“Excuse me! I think you got the wrong drink?” You tapped him on the back. The man turns around, sweeping the curls out of his face. A look of confusion flashes across his eyes.

“That can’t be right,” he frowns. “My buzzer just went off.” He points in the direction of the counter where the barista was busy making the orders.

“Well, that’s crazy because mine just went off too.” You showed him the buzzer that was still beeping. Before both of you could say a word, a barista comes running, holding the exact drink that you ordered.

“I’m so sorry, the buzzers must have mixed up the orders. This should be yours sir.” She passes it to the man who now looks slightly flustered. He wordlessly passes the cup in his hands to you as the barista walks away.

“Gosh I’m so sorry.” He scratches the back of his head. “I really thought that was mine. I swear I’m not some weirdo!” His sudden confession made you crack a smile before bursting into laughter.

“Easy there, I don’t think you are. Trust me, I’ve seen weirdos before.” You see that he’s standing awkwardly out of place amongst the dozen of office people and students getting their coffee fix and you decide to make the first move.

“Um… Are you looking for a seat? You can sit with me. It’s hard to find a seat especially at this time.”

A wave of relief washes over him and he gratefully accepts your offer. As the two of you return to the table where Bubbles is waiting, you see the man’s face lit with pure childlike joy.

“I take it your a dog person?”

He smiles sheepishly. “Yeah, that would be an understatement. I really love dogs.” He sits across you with his drink, carefully approaching Bubbles. It’s as if a silent conversation is going on between them, and Bubbles finally approaches him for rubs.

“You’re really good. Bubbles usually takes some time to warm up to people.”

He continues to rub Bubbles serenely. “So, I didn’t catch your name earlier.” He seems more relaxed when you first met him. “My name’s Joaquin.”

“Y/N. And this pretty girl here is Bubbles.”

He grins, giving a soft hello to Bubbles. “And what brings you here?”

“Oh, just taking some time off. A little self care.” You waved your hands dismissively, suddenly intrigued to know more about the attractive Joaquin in front of you. “What about you?”

“Business mostly. Today’s my day off. Thought I would leave the compounds for a while to get some fresh air. Didn’t expect to meet a pretty lady. Well- kinda met.” He laughs heartily, causing your stomach to do a couple of flips.

You maintain your composure, taking a sip of your mocha. “What do you?”

“Military. I’ll love to tell you more but unfortunately the rest is classified.” He turns his attention back on Bubbles, as if scared to hear your response. Somehow, your gut feeling told you that he wasn’t too enthusiastic going down this line of conversation. So you went with the flow.

“Of course. Hey, if you’re not too busy. How about spending some time with Bubbles? She really seems to like you and we were thinking about heading to the beach to get some air.”

At the mention of her name and the beach, Bubbles’ ears perks up, barking happily at the sheer thought of running around on the sand. She leans her body into Joaquin’s legs, as if begging him to come along.

“Of course I’ll come Bubbles! How can I not when you’re giving me those sad little eyes.” He teases and she barks joyfully once more. “Perhaps I can even talk a little more with your mama here, see if she’s alright getting dinner with me?”

You pause, blinking at his subtle invitation. Just like how Bubbles had unleashed her charms onto Joaquin, he does the same to you, with round and expectant eyes. Two can play at that game.

You pretend to tap the bottom of your chin, mulling over the offer. You would have gone on for a little longer if not for Joaquin’s genuinely nervous expression.

Honestly, with good food and good company? There wasn’t much for you to deliberate on. Your answer was easy.

“Sure Joaquin, I would love to.”

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A THOUSAND HEARTBEATS

[crappymixtape]

a love letter // 1k follower celebration

M O R E T H A N B E A U T I F U L T O M E 🎶 love you always, 1000 follower mixtape playlist!

REQUESTS CLOSED // you open your locker to grab a book before heading to class and see a clear cassette case sitting on top of your things. inside is a mixtape, love you always, xoxo, written messily across the orange label. a crinkled piece of graph paper accompanies it, the track list written down, words scribbled next to each song especially for you. an inside joke from eddie that makes you giggle, a flirty note from steve that makes you blush. the songs make you think of swimming in the quarry, of sharing a joint on the stoop, of late night drives and snuck kisses behind the garden gate and snuggling close on the couch watching movies. ( PARTY UNDER THE CUT! )

MIXTAPE INSTRUCTIONS ( REQUESTS CLOSED ) as you listen to the mixtape, choose a song ( an emoji ) below and send me the emoji in an ask here with the appropriate info! *DISCLAIMER: if you miss anything from the ask, i won't be able to answer! i'm gonna try my damndest to answer every ask that comes through, but will close my inbox after the weekend! i'll tag you in you the post when your ask is done! xoxo

💿 SONG LOVE -> tell me which boy you want for this! when you choose this emoji you'll get a song recommendation along with a little fic blurb inspired by the song ( boy x reader ). ✏️ FIC LOVE -> tell me a boy and a genre you want for this! when you choose this emoji i'll provide you with a fic rec centered on your choice of boy and genre ( smut, fluff, angst, series ). 💌 LOVE NOTE -> tell me which boy you want and your mood! when you choose this emoji i'll write you a letter from your boy of choice and tailor it to your mood / what you're needing from them ( boy x reader ). 🤍 WRITER LOVE -> choose a question from this list and i'll tell you more about my writing or process on a specific fic you love or just in general! OR bother me about my WIPS ;)

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AND HUGS TO YOU! YES, YOU! XOXO, 💿 KATE

the biggest thank you of all goes to YOU, the person reading this! i used to suffer so bad from imposter syndrome ( i still do from time to time! ), but once i grew the courage to start sharing my writing here ( and you showered me with support and love!! ) i realized just how much i love to write and create with these characters we all hold dear to us. know that i recognize all your handles ( and get so excited when i see you like and reblog!! ) and love seeing you pop up in my notifications.

so thank you!! thank you for your kind words, unhinged hashtags, random messages and memes, and for getting me to ONE THOUSAND FOLLOWERS! i am still in shock! love you so, so much and can't wait to share what i have in store for 2024 ♥️

xoxo, divider love to @cafekitsune!

[keeps-ache]

why am i sneezing so much oh stars oh misery oh my hVSH

[tom-whore-dleston]

OH MY GOD I-I-I- DSGALKDGLAKHGHDAG

I am sosososososo happy you wrote for the challenge bc this is perfection!!! Honestly, if it weren't for the way you write Layla so poetically, I probably wouldn't simp for her as much as I do now. So thank you for making me fall in love with this gorgeous woman hehe 🙈🙈🙈 also I am obsessed with the fact that the moodboard has a purple theme bc its my fave color!! idk if you knew that already and intentionally made it purple or if its just a coincidence but either way I love it 💜💜💜

"Here, this one is free. I just was trying to separate my clothes. You know how it is, if I don't use different loads on whites and multicolors and blacks I think my mom will show up to yell at me."

omg I can just imagine her being all shy and awkward but in a cute way I love 😍😍😍 my mom would totally do the same thing tho ahahah

"Just being your friendly laundromat gal."

jdghadhghgj I just love this cute lil dork 🥹🥹🥹

"So no name?" She laughs a little realizing you are probably tired. It's late in the afternoon after all.

"Oh, no, sorry, I got distracted. Yeah, I got a name. Y/N."

lol I would totally get distracted too xD

Maybe some happiness could come after a long day and a beautiful stranger could become one with your heart long before you realized it. Maybe those were the strings of fate getting pulled together. Maybe just maybe you had found your one.

THISSSSS!!!!! OH MYG OD I AM 😭😭😭😭 This was so beautifully written, you must share your secrets to writing such poetic lines like this

THANK YOU THANK YOU 3000 for sharing this piece for my challenge💜💜💜💜 I love you more than I can put into words 🫶🫶🫶🫶

encounter

Pairing: Layla El Faouly x g/n reader (no specifications!)

Word Count: 700 words

Summary: Conversing with strangers have never felt so right.

Author’s Note: written for my love's @tom-whore-dleston meet cute challenge, I used the prompt "using the washing machines next to each other at the laundromat". Jordan I'm always wishing you nothing but the best, ily <3

Main Masterlist ・❥・Layla El Faouly Masterlist

You sucked in a deep breath as you pushed the door open to the local laundromat, one big basket underneath your arm. Running late once again as work kept you overtime because "nobody quite cleans you do" so now you were rushing.

Rushing all the time, never having a moment or two for your own self. You scoff at the thought and listen to the grumble of your stomach. Maybe you'd manage to have some time to make some dinner if the place is relatively empty.

You glance around at all the occupied machines, and people standing around and looking or waiting, and manage to spot the only one free. With another sigh, you head to the machine, thankful for your luck, only for someone to cut you.

"Oh, sorry I didn't see you there."

A melodic voice tells you and you turn around to look at a beautiful woman with fluffy hair and a radiant smile, pushing her objects over to the next machine.

"It's alright don't worry." You reply politely watching her haste movements. Looks like you are succeeding today.

"Here, this one is free. I just was trying to separate my clothes. You know how it is, if I don't use different loads on whites and multicolors and blacks I think my mom will show up to yell at me." She rambles on as she is sorting through clothes and pushing them into the different baskets, the washing machine rumbling underneath. Looks like she's been in here for a while and looks like she's gonna be here for even longer.

You laugh at her warmness and her accurate story as you are settling the basket down and nodding your head. "Mothers are something else." You don't sort through your clothes, you don't have a lot anyway, and shove them inside the open door.

"Right?" She chuckles and offers you some detergent. "I got everything. If you need a thing, no problem you can use some of mine."

"That's so sweet of you, thank you." You grab the bottle from her hands and place it in the appropriate place.

"Just being your friendly laundromat gal." She smiles again and you feel like getting lost inside it. Her hair is adorning her face in such a way that shines her delicate features, falling gracefully onto the back of her neck where a small golden chain can be seen peaking.

"I'm Layla, by the way." She extends her hand in a formal greeting which you respond to immediately. First, you notice her hand, a couple of small rings, and then her nails varnished black. You touch her hand and it feels electrifying, like an ocean coming alive, you slightly shake it and nod your head.

"So no name?" She laughs a little realizing you are probably tired. It's late in the afternoon after all.

"Oh, no, sorry, I got distracted. Yeah, I got a name. Y/N."

"Oh, that's beautiful."

"Yours is too." You reply and finally take your hand back, slightly rubbing it on you before reaching for your pocket and looking for the coins.

A couple of moments of silence pass as she organizes her things and you start your machine, once done she heads to the chairs motioning for you to come along.

You follow her, never wasting your time to observe her as she is browsing her phone, pushing her hair away from her face only for it to fall back down again and you sit by her side crossing your arms.

Then your stomach is heard. Aggressive and mighty rude.

"Long day?"

"The longest." You nod your head and look upwards, taking another deep breath.

"Wanna grab a snack?" She smiles. "My treat."

"Oh, you don't have to."

"Oh, I want to."

Maybe some happiness could come after a long day and a beautiful stranger could become one with your heart long before you realized it. Maybe those were the strings of fate getting pulled together. Maybe just maybe you had found your one.

That would be the first one of your many grabbing snacks together and the very start of your relationship.

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[violentdelightsandviolentends]

you guys!! look what happened!! how exciting!!

i hit 500 at the end of april and i thought that was ridiculously cool, and now this!!

thank you to all of you who let me write my silly little stories here. to everyone who reads them, comments, likes and reblogs, i appreciate you so much. i was scared to start posting my own stories after years of reading them on here, but I'm so glad i did. all of the love and kindness i have received is just astounding. someone on here makes my day every day without fail. so thank you <3

in terms of celebration - i still have so many brilliant requests from my 500 followers celebration!! so i'm going to roll those requests over, and make it a 1k celebration too. i've created a new masterlist , and i'm going to keep working through all the requests in my inbox, because i've had so many good ones, and i don't want them to get wasted or forgotten about!! <3

[dearqueerdeers]

no bc being ace and experiencing aesthetic attraction is like. I’ll look at a celebrity and be like “oh my god they’re SO HOT” and instantly in my head I’ve got 1 million voices of allonormativity being like “oh so what do you want to DO about that? [u know u wanna fuck them]” and it’s like no the reality is actually a lot funnier. I just wanna look at them really hard

[tom-whore-dleston]

A Thousand Thank You's Celebration

This is wayyyyy overdue but better late than never :’)

If any of y’all had told me that I would eventually have 1000 followers back in August 2020, I would not have believed you. I can’t begin to express my love and gratitude towards all of you. So, I will do that by inviting you all to this celebration! 

I wanted to do a writing/moodboard challenge since I haven’t done one in a whole year but at the same time I love sleepovers so I made the executive decision of doing both. Click the links provided for more details on each part of the celebration.

Ctrl + SOS sleepover (running Jan 12-Jan 19)

Meet Cute creator challenge (submission due April 4)

Tagging: @wint3r-h3art @crazycookiecrumbles @inklore @blackbat05 @psychedelic-ink @fluffyprettykitty @buckybleu @tonystarksfavoritedaughter @boop-le-snoot @yummymatcha @neganwifey25-blog @cyborg-cinderellas @hollandparkersx @give-me-a-moose @mothdruid @buckyownsmylife @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog @magicxc

[bear-cubs-art-things]

THANK YOU YALL ANDBDJJDJSJFB SOB /pos /gen

[tom-whore-dleston]

aakhgjksdahfga;nrga;g OH MY GAHHHHHH I AM SQUEALING SO HARD MY VOICE IS CRACKING 🥺👉👈❤️❤️❤️

first off, I am extremely impressed with how quick you wrote this fic bc it's AMAZEBALLS!!! I'm proud of you for breaking out of your writer's block bc I can't even describe how much I love this fic without screaming 😩😩😩

“I thought you could use a bit of caffeine. Laundry work isn’t easy.”

omg the wholesomeness 🥹🥹🥹 Carter needs more than coffee tho. Poor boy needs a hug too lol

Yeah, Carter was down bad.

heheeheh 😈😈😈

“Hope I’m not too late.” She grins, a slight stain on the top of her lip from the sip of coffee.

aww omg she came back djghadjghdljghald

“You? Never.” As he throws the last of his clothes in, Carter notices that she is empty handed this time.

“I know a pretty sweet Japanese place down the road. How about dinner?”

excuse me while I go-

Thank you soososososososososooo much for writing this piece!! What a way to kick off this challenge I have been looking forward to for so long :D I am grateful for you and your talent and our friendship 😘😘😘

Pleasant Mishaps

Carter Hall x Reader

Plot: The leader of the JSA meets a civilian under the most ordinary circumstances.

Genre: PG-13

A/N: Congrats to @tom-whore-dleston🥰 on 1K! Thanks for also re-igniting my writing cells because I’ve been experiencing a major block. I’m not kidding when I say I almost wrote this in one shot. Using the prompt - “using the washing machines next to each other at the laundromat” This is a new character so feedback is always appreciated!

“Come on…” Carter grits, pressing the wash button in frustration to no avail.

“For god’s sake!” He banged his foot against the poor contraption. What perfect timing on a sweltering hot day.

Looks like he’ll have to find another laundromat.

He trudged along the path filled with takeout restaurants, almost crying in relief when he saw a small laundromat neatly tucked away at the corner.

Carter bursts into the air-conditioned laundromat. The sudden jingling of the bell shocking the sole customer in the shop who flinched slightly.

The cool air bought Carter back to his senses as he gave an apologetic smile to the woman who had just loaded a pile of laundry into the machine. It was time for him to get to work too.

“This machine works the best.” The woman pipes up. Getting Carter’s attention, she explains.

“They may look the same, but don’t let it fool you. I’m a regular here.” She suddenly comes to a halt before turning away quickly with a hint of blush on her cheeks.

Muttering his thanks, Carter places his belongings beside hers and starts to remove the dirty laundry from the bags. His eyes almost pops out as the first thing that greets him is Al’s blue domino mask with traces of blood.

He’s going to kill Al when he gets back.

***

Carter wakes up with a jolt to find that he’s still in front of the machine that was working hard to clean the dirt from the clothes.

“Excuse me…”

Carter blinks his eyes to adjust to the rays that were shining into the glass windows of the laundromat. The same woman stands above his figure, holding two cups of coffee.

She gives an airy laugh seeing Carter’s dazed figure scrambling to make himself presentable. This time, he can’t help but to feel embarrassed.

“Sorry,” she tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear, handing a cup to him. “I thought you could use a bit of caffeine. Laundry work isn’t easy.”

He chuckles, accepting the cup gratefully. Carter moves aside, allowing her to sit.

With an exchange of names, the two start to talk, time slowly forgotten. She tells him that she’s an English teacher at a public school. She loves to read on her off days at cute little cafes. She’s a sucker for Japanese food. But what struck a chord with him the most was -

“The feeling of flying.” She takes a sip of her coffee, eyes sparkling at the memory itself. I only did paragliding once on a trip to Thailand but I felt like I could take on the world.”

Carter’s voice is momentarily stuck in his throat. As much as he’s growing to like the elegant woman in front of him, he can’t afford to take the risk. It wasn’t just about him this time. So, he tells her that he’s contracted for private work.

A beep can be heard, breaking the conversation. Carter masks the regret behind his face. For the first time, he felt that he could hold a proper conversation without being fawned over. He’ll probably never see her again the moment she steps out of this laundromat, but he just can’t.

She stands up, as if to buy some time. Placing her fresh clothes into a new bag, she slowly slings it over her shoulder. Facing Carter, she gives a wave to which he reluctantly returns. And she finally leaves him alone to his devices.

As Carter returns to his coffee cup, he downs the last of the brown liquid, about to throw it into the bin when he sees a scribble on the white surface, followed by several numbers.

Call me!

P.S. hope you don’t have as much trouble catching bad guys.

Yeah, Carter was down bad.

***

A week flies by and Carter’s usual laundromat was up and running. But he finds himself standing in front of the same laundromat where he met the enigmatic woman.

Taking a deep breath, he pushes the door, allowing the gust of cold air to hit him in the face. He scans the laundromat, but there was no familiar face amongst the residents who were busy with their own pile of laundry.

He sees that the spot that he shared with her empty and makes a beeline for it. Two cups sit beside him.

Carter waits, and he tries to distract his mind with the second batch of laundry without any superhero gear in it this time. The cup of coffee is still hot, there’s still a chance.

Five minutes are left on the dryer and he’s starting to loose hope. He feels a little foolish even.

Just what was he thinking?

Shoving the clothes into his bag with a little more force than usual, he stands up with a huff and almost collides face first into her.

She doesn’t seem fazed as she sips the cup of coffee that he had bought earlier.

“Hope I’m not too late.” She grins, a slight stain on the top of her lip from the sip of coffee.

He reaches out, using his thumb to wipe it off. The tables have turned, and she quickly looks at her shoes, as if there was something interesting.

“You? Never.” As he throws the last of his clothes in, Carter notices that she is empty handed this time.

“I know a pretty sweet Japanese place down the road. How about dinner?”

She playfully pauses for a moment, as if contemplating the offer. Her facade breaks immediately, returning Carter a radiant smile.

“I would love that.”

[crestfallercanyon]

:o

i love your blog , it's so fun to go through ! !

also, how's your day so far ? ^_____^

Oh my — thank you! It’s a mixed bag around here because it’s literally whatever my brain is thinking about at any given time.

Day is fine! Hope yours is going well too ❤️

[simplyvyn]

── .✦ GOOD GAME !

Your boyfriend just won an importang match. In a huge stadium, with lots of people watching. Not just in the stadium. This game was probably in hundreds of tvs outside or inside of a home. Kids, adults, teenagers watching. And your boyfriend just won the last match. At least your secret boyfriend.

After a bit of celebration with his teammates, thanking the people who are cheering for them and some awardings or a speech with their coach he immediately ran to you.

You were there watching him win, watching him score every point or defend every attack from their opponent. Your hands was laying on the railings. He was on the other side. On the court/field.

You raised your hand, offering him a high five. Even if their were still a hundred or even thousands of people. He still ran to you. His secret lover. "Congrats. That was a good game." He responded to your high five his hand on top of yours but then he pulled you, and then kissed you on the lips. Infront of all the people. You swore you heard alot of camera flash, screams and gasp's.

I thought you two were supposed to go soft launch?

⤷kageyama, hinata, YAMAGUCHI, kuroo, kenma, OIKAWA, iwaizumi, BOKUTO, AKAASHI, atsumu (HQ) isagi, bachira, rin, SAE, nagi, REO, CHIGIRI, karasu, otoya, shidou, aiku (BLLK) + ur favs !

Note: sorry guys i felt a lil silly😋

[ljf613]

Song of the Day 12/7/23: "Latke Recipe" - The Maccabeats

Tonight is Hanukkah Got everything we need A frying pan, some oil And a latke recipe Let’s celebrate our ancestry We’ve got ooh, ooh, ooh The latke recipe