#and gabriella went '...... k'

[mermaidsirennikita]

Sea King update:

our hero spent the entire book like "what am I doing wrong???? How best can I serve you????? How can I make senpai notice me????"

and he finally had this epiphany that what the heroine, his delicate lady love, truly, spiritually, soulfully needed from the bottom of her heart

was for him to rail the absolute motherfucking shit out of her

and he did that!

[eyesxxyou]

that's what they all say pt.3 (finale)

↳ ❝ [dbf!miguel o'hara x black!reader] ¡! ❞

rating. m

word count. 5k

synopsis. you wish your father would stop making you be near miguel but when you arrive at his house to drop something off, you meet the most important person in his life

or

you and miguel finally get together

warnings. p in v sex, unprotected sex (stay responsible), creampie, breeding/pregnancy kink, oral (f receiving), Miguel's ready to wife you up, sweet little Gabriella, Miguel being so father, Lyla's here! I also changed it so that Miguel's ex-wife is dead instead of them being divorced because I could. Let me know if I missed anything!

tags: @ihateuguys @chshiresins @futuristicpandakid

part 1 | part 2

It’s been all of a week since the gala and you were right, things with you and Nathan didn’t work out. You had broken up with him the very next night and of course, it didn’t feel good but you thought it better to end it now before he thought things were getting serious. Then the slew of curses came from him ranging broadly from calling you a “fucking bitch” to telling you that “you’re not even that pretty anyway”. All the usual bullshit.

It was no chip off your shoulder all in all.

It has, however, been growing more and more difficult to be around your father. You’ve fucked Miguel twice now and he was absolutely none the wiser. Someone so technically smart but when it comes to everything else he was completely unaware. All the while, he spoke more and more fondly of his friend. “Miguel” this, “Miguel” that, “that man is a genius!”

‘Yeah, so smart I bet his head game is insane”, you think to yourself, hating yourself for it. But you smile all the same at yourself because it’s a joke for you and only you.

Don’t get yourself wrong though, you are on no good terms with Miguel despite the angry sex you two had in the bathroom of the gala. When you left him in the bathroom, you went to sit back down with your father and Nathan just as dinner was being served. Miguel didn’t return until maybe 10 minutes later, a thin sheet of sweat on his neck, his hair haphazardly restyled, and his once neat bowtie a bit uneven. There was no way he could come back to the party the way you left him, still hard and aching.

He ended up jerking himself off, his cock still slick with your essence. Was it shameful? Yes, utterly embarrassing too. His hand gripped the counter so hard, his hand stroking his length fast and hard with his eyes closed, trying to imagine you right there with him. God, your smell was still on his fingers and it was driving him crazy.

You didn’t spare him a single look the rest of the night and it drove him absolutely mad. You knew it too. That’s why you did it.

Anyways, spending your day running errands and doing chores for your father was not how you’d like to be spending a day off from your demanding job but you knew if you weren’t there to take care of him, he’d be wasting away in his own filth because he cares only about his career. You’ve been cleaning up the small amount of clutter he had around when he comes out with a metal box.

"I need you to take this to Miguel for me."

You immediately retract at the idea. "And why can't you do it? I'm already cleaning your house. Why don't you have a robot maid to do this anyway?" You know he's just too caught up in his own thing to do such a thing. You think you might gift him one to save yourself the energy.

"One, because I'm working on something incredibly important right now and I'm wasting precious time just by talking to you right now. Two, why would I do that when I have you?" He cracks a joke that doesn't even begin to bring a smile to your face but he brushes off your downer mood. "Look, Miguel and I are working on DNA splicing and he needs this sample ASAP. It's very important he gets it. I need you to take it because I don't trust anyone else with it."

You look at the box, your lip curling with the beginnings of a "no" but you know better than that. "I don't even know where he lives."

"Already sent you his address."

You try to find another way to avoid him. "Can I just leave it on his doorstep?" And the disappointment is palpable as your father shakes his head. "Nope, needs to be taken directly from your hands into his." His eyes narrow as you sigh. "Why are you so reluctant to go? You've never had a problem with Miguel before. You two are always messing around."

'Oh you wouldn't know the half of it, dad.'

"It's nothing. I'm just tired, that's all. I'll take it to him." It would be quick, in and out, you'd barely exchange a word, so much as a glance. 

Saying that you'll take it and actually taking it were two entirely different beasts. The first thing you thought standing outside of his house was that his home was distinctly him, overly geometric, sharp edges and corners but with a surprising amount of large windows, all tinted with reflective sheeting making it impossible to see inside. What if he already saw you? What if he was standing there, looking out of one of those windows at you standing at the end of his driveway? The thought terrified you.

You approached the front door and jammed your finger at the doorbell. Oddly enough, there was no chime. To your surprise, a small hologram of a woman appeared in front of you. She wore a large, white, fur coat and pink, heart-shaped glasses. Her smile was broad. “And who are you?”

“Y/N. I’m here to drop something off to Miguel.”

“Ohhh so you’re Y/N!” She suddenly appeared on top of the box, sitting with her legs crossed in front of you. “Oh you have put Miguel through it. I’ve never seen him so stressed over one person. How’d you do it?” You never expected Miguel’s virtual assistant to be so forward.

“I-”

And then the front door swung open and the hologram glitched away. You expected to see Miguel’s towering frame in the door but it’s not there; instead, your eyes catch sight of a little girl maybe 9 or 10 years old looking up at you with big, brown eyes. It’s absolutely unmistakable that she is Miguel’s daughter. She looks just like him. “Who are you?” Her voice is sweet and small, timid even.

You smiled softly and knelt down in front of her, setting the box down beside you. “I’m Y/N, a friend of your dad’s.” You offer out a hand to her and she takes it, shaking firmly. “I’m Gabriella everyone calls me Gabi though.” She came out of her shell so quickly, smiling just like her dad. It warmed your heart.

“Lyla, I told you not to let Gabi open the door.” You could hear Miguel’s voice approaching from around the corner. He was in a black shirt that hugged him in all the right places and gray sweatpants hanging just at his hips. He was rubbing a towelette down his face, wiping off messily done makeup undoubtedly done by the unstable hands of his daughter.

Miguel saw you and paused for a moment. “Y/N?” He began to wipe his face harder. “Gabi, mija. You need to get ready. Your friend will be here soon.” He had a few remnants of glitter in the corners of his eyes that he missed and his lips were still slightly stained cherry red. Gabriella turned to her father. “I already got all my things together, Papa.”

“Do you have all of your soccer stuff together?” He asks and she nods vigorously. “Knee pads?” Again she nods. “Shin guards?” Gabriella wraps her arm around his leg. “Papa, I have everything. You already checked my bag twice.” Miguel sighed and gently patted her head. He looked to you again as you grabbed the handles to the sealed metal box and stood once more.

“I’m just here to drop this off.” You place the box inside beside his door, too uncomfortable to dare yourself to take a step inside. “I’ll take my leave now.”

“Hold on.” Miguel was quick to say. He had you here, at his house, for the first time ever. “Can we talk for a minute?” His eyes are soft, a bit pleading.

You look at Gabriella and think about how you don’t want to start anything in front of his daughter. You hesitate, chew softly on your lip. “Yeah, sure.” You come inside, pick up the box so you can hand it off to him.

You don’t like being so close to him. You hate the way his fingers graze yours has he takes the box from you. “Thanks,” he mutters, setting the box down on his coffee table. He tapped the table and it lit up with a screen. “Lyla, make sure this box remains secure until I pick it up again.” The holographic woman from before showed up like she was laying on top of the table. “Got it, Miguel and Gabi’s friend is pulling up.” She points to the door before disappearing again.

Gabriella grins and runs off to go get her things so she can go and for the first time, you and Miguel are alone again. You don’t look at each other, both trying to find something to say in the moment. All you really wanted to do was leave. You felt like you were intruding on something deeply personal. You’re in his home. His daughter is here. This is his whole life right here.

“Is it always this chaotic here?” Your voice breaks the silence. You feel like it’s too loud. Why are your ears ringing?

A small smile creeps onto Miguel’s lips. “No, not usually. Gabi’s just excited to go to her friend’s house.” His smile faded softly and cleared his throat. He turned his whole body to you, broad shoulders sloping to a small waist. God, you loved his body. “Y/N-”

“Papa, I’m ready!” Gabriella came bouncing downstairs with her duffle bag, ready to run off with her friend. She runs to her father and he catches her, lifting her with an exaggerated groan. “Oh, you’re getting so big, mija. Soon I won’t be able to carry you around.” You doubt that much, with how large he was. He could probably pick you up as you were now.

You see how gentle he is with her, how soft his voice is, how he holds her like she’s the most precious thing in the world.

“Are you still coming to my soccer game tomorrow?” Gabriella asks him, her lips forming into a small pout as her hands grasp at his shirt. Miguel’s eyes softened. “Of course, mi amor. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Your heart warmed as he peppered kisses across her face and she let out a series of squeals and giggles. As much as you told yourself you hated him, he was a wonderful father and it was clear he adored his daughter. What a lovely little girl too.

He set her down and Gabriella looked up at you. “It was nice meeting you!” God, she was adorable. You smiled at her with a small hint of maternal kindness. “It was nice meeting you too, Gabi.”

She runs off out the door and Miguel follows her, seeing her off out the door before closing it. He sighed softly and looked back at you as you gaze around at his house. It’s decorated with a lot of pictures of him and Gabriella but none with a wife or girlfriend. Is that why he and your father are such good friends? Single fathers in their own ways whether it was by divorce or death. You’re too scared to touch anything, not knowing what’s a screen or not or what might activate Lyla.

“I think we need to talk about things.” Miguel begins with hesitation laced up in his voice, not knowing if this would spark an argument between the two of you. You squirm in your own skin. “I don’t know if there’s anything to talk about. I don’t know if you’ve finally decided where you stand but I know where I do.” You know the truth. The slightest push to sway you and you might come back around. You wanted him badly every single time you saw him. You always wanted his lips on yours, wanted his hands on your waist.

“I made my decision.”

You raise a brow at him, your arms crossing tightly over your chest as if to protect yourself from him. “Oh? And what is that?”

Miguel bites the inside of his cheek, his teeth clawing at the soft flesh. “I want you.” It took very little thought to come to that conclusion after the gala. He looked up at you while you were riding him and only thought that he wanted your face to be the first he sees when he wakes up and when he goes to sleep at night. He likes the way you feel in his hold, how you smell, how, for the first time since his fiance's death giving birth to Gabi, he thinks he could be happy with someone.

You hum like you’re not impressed. You tell yourself that you’re not going to give in so easily, he has to try harder than just that. You keep your back turned to him, not hearing how he approached so quickly and quietly. “Mía Carina, please.” His hand is suddenly on your waist, his fingers dipping into your flesh as he pulls you towards him

“What do you want me to say, Miguel? You want me to just fall into you and tell you I want you too?” You turn to look up at him and find that he’s much closer than you expected. “It’s going to take a lot more than just that.” You can see the way his mind whirls on his face as he thinks of what to do to get you to understand just how much he wants you and everything that comes with you.

You don’t expect him to get down on his knees in front of you, his hands on your hips as he pulls you close and presses his face into your stomach. “You don’t understand, mía carina. I want you. I want you and all the consequences that come along with it. Fuck– let your dad hate me, I don’t care. Please, Y/N. God, you don’t even know.” His voice strains as he looks up at you. He can see that he’s getting to you. The confliction on your face gives you away.

“You told me I was too young.” All you can think about is that first night. The idea of the two of you being together did seem a bit ludicrous but the way things fell apart that night.

“Baby-” Miguel’s hands gripped tighter. “What was I supposed to say? I’m in my 40s now. I have a daughter and you’re just beginning your life. I didn’t want you to be stuck with me and all these responsibilities.”

“That wasn’t for you to decide, Miguel.”

He kisses along the waistline of your pants. The softness of his lips grazing your hips sends a shiver skidding down the length of your spine. “You’re right and I’m sorry, muñeca.” His fingers slip beneath your shirt. “Please forgive me. Let me make it up to you.” His hands trace along the slopes of your body, the dips and curves that he so badly wants to commit to memory. “Lemme make it up to you, my pretty girl.”

He wraps your arms around your thighs and stands up, tossing you over his shoulder with ease. You squeal with surprise. “Miguel, what are you doing?” You hit his back but it has little to no effect on him.

“I told you, I’m gonna make it up to you.” He began to carry up upstairs to what you could only assume was his bedroom. You figured there wasn’t anything you could do about the situation at this point and that you might as well enjoy the ride and the amazing view of his ass.

He took you into his room and laid you down rather gently on his neatly made bed. Miguel stood above you with his hips between your legs. You made a motion to sit up but he shook his head with a disapproving click of his tongue. “No, you don’t do a thing. You’ll be a real muñeca now, won’t you?” His fingers play with the button on your jeans before undoing the fixture.

Miguel took his sweet time getting your clothes off, starting with your shoes and socks then continuing with your pants. He kissed your pelvis as he removed your underwear, this time keeping it intact. His kisses are wet, gentle, and teasing as he maintains eye contact all the way through. He leaves marks where his lips meet your skin, littering you with blossoming red marks all across your stomachHe takes your shirt next and finally your bra, leaving you completely bare before him.

Miguel’s large hands come to fondle your breasts, squeezing and manipulating the soft, malleable flesh against his warm palms. He thinks about how nice you’d look with swollen, tender breasts ready to feed his child. God, now he was thinking about impregnating you. Making his family all the bigger.

You’re so soft, every part of you drives him up the wall. He nudged the bulge of his cock against your core, feening to be inside you. “So pretty.” He murmured. “Mi linda muñeca. So beautiful.” Miguel trailed his fingertips along your body, between your breasts, down your diaphragm and naval and smiled at the way your body reacted so violently to his touch. He got on his knees at the end of his bed, placing either of your legs over your shoulders. You tremble as his large, calloused hands gripped and massaged the soft flesh of your thighs.

Miguel began his descent with a few kisses at your knees, slowly trailing his lips across the sensitive, supple flesh of your inner thighs. His breath is hot and each exhale builds an anticipation that begins to grow unbearable.

"Miguel please." You whine, desperate to know all he can do with that tongue of his. His teasing was killing you slowly and softly, the more torturous way to go. And how can he refuse you when you sound so pretty like that for him? He nipped at your thighs a little more, growing closer and closer to your wanting cunt growing wetter for him by the moment.

Finally, he kissed the slickened lips of your pussy. A sloppy, wet kiss with his tongue circling your swollen clit. Miguel spat on your pussy and watched it pool at your entrance. He put his fingers in the mess of it, humming softly as he eased his middle finger into your wanton hole. You whine again, buckling your hips down because his pace is excruciatingly slow.

Miguel placed his hand on your pelvis to keep you still. “Be patient for me. Can you do that for me, mía carina?” He fucks his middle finger into you a couple times before pushing his index finger in with it. His digits were long and thick, pushing and curling and massaging your silky walls in search of that soft spot that could have you crumbling in seconds.

His tongue was on your rosebud again, lips latched and suckling while his tongue flicked against the little bundle of nerves. Miguel kept his eyes on you, watching the way your face contorted. Your brows pinched with concentration and your lips parted to let a few strangled moans escape. Your fingers were in his hair, grasping at his soft curls. “Just like that– God…oh fuck, Miguel!” His fingers were pumping in and out fast and hard. Your heels dug into his back and your toes curled with pleasure.

It was almost pathetic how easily he could coax an orgasm out of you. The right stroke of his fingers and swirl of his tongue and he had you seeing stars and left your ears ringing. The building of a climax in the pit of your stomach bubbled like boiling water. You let your eyes close, squeezed them shut to concentrate on that feeling, help build it into something more and let it come to complete fruition.

“Go ahead and cum for me, muñeca. Can you do that just for me?” The low rumble of his voice against your aching cunt was enough to do just that. Your back arched off the bed, your fingers twisted in his hair, tugging at his roots to keep him close. Miguel slips his fingers from your, replacing it with his tongue while his arched nose continues to rub your clit. He liked the taste of you on his tongue, liked bringing you so much pleasure that your muscles spasmed and seized uncontrollably. His fingers massaged your thighs and hips. “Good girl. Mi buena chica.”

Miguel kissed your thighs again, his teeth grazing across your skin as your legs trembled. He was hard now—harder than before at least. His lips were slick with the very thing he hopes no one else in the world will ever get the chance to taste. He stood against, looked down at your little fucked out frame with tenderness. God, he loved you.

“Can you sit up for me, mi alma?” He asks you. You loved how gentle he was being with you and wanted to please him, so you fought against the aftershock of your orgasm and sat up in front of him. Your face was just against his pelvis with the obvious tint in his pants brushing his lips. You grabbed his hips and looked up at him. The valley of his abs and all those muscles.

“You’re such a good daddy, Miguel.” You murmur, kissing the swell while your hands slipped beneath his shirt to caress his muscles. “How sweet you were with Gabriella. I love a man that’s good with children.”

“Oh really?” Miguel bent down at the waist to kiss you, purring softly against your plush lips. “Funny, I was just thinking about how nice and pretty you’d look pregnant and in my bed.” You moaned softly against his lips, your hand stroking the back of his neck. “Miguel.” His large hands were on your breasts again.

“You want to help me make another baby? Make me a daddy again?” His tongue was against yours. “I wanna make you a mommy. WIll you let me do that?” He wanted to cum deep inside you, press his hand against the exterior of your womb and know that his child was growing in there. It might just be a nice little fantasy, hormones running high, but it turned him on. It turned you on too. Birth control in these times meant you couldn’t get pregnant unless you intentionally stopped taking it. No risks involved.

“Yes, please.” You pushed Miguel back so you could stand up. The height difference was much the same but now you were at least at his chest. You looked up at him with wide, pretty eyes and offered him the same human kindness he offered you by removing his clothes. You grabbed the hem of his shirt and helped him take it off before doing the same with his sweatpants and underwear. You realize that for the first time, you two are completely naked in front of each other, bare and vulnerable.

Miguel kissed you again because he simply couldn’t help it. He kissed you because even though it hurt his back to keep bending down like this, he loved kissing you so much that it didn’t matter. He picked you up with ease and walked around the side of the bed to place you further up on it. He climbed up on top of you, caressed the side of your body as he grabbed a pillow.

"How do you want it?" He asked, liking to give you a choice in the matter. You looked at the pillow he was grasping and took it from him. Miguel watched as you lied on your stomach and quickly caught on when you placed the pillow beneath your hips to elevate them. He liked the way you thought.

Miguel mounted the back of your thighs, wrapping his hand around the veiny length of his cock while his other hand pulled your hips up a bit more to expose your tight, wet, little pussy. He tapped the head against your entrance before easing himself in just enough that he no longer needed his hand to guide. He leaned over you, pushing deeper until his hips met your ass flush and everything that made the two of you two separate beings disappeared.

You turned to look back at him from your position and hooked your arm over his shoulder and around his neck to pull him close. His hands were on either side of your body, supporting the both of you. Miguel kissed you and at the same time thrusted his hips sharply into you. “You’ll make such a great mom, mía carina. I’ll put a baby nice and deep in you and we’ll be a happy family.” He rocked his hips, pulling back until just the tip remained positioned against your wonton pussy before sinking back into his own personal heaven.

Miguel wasn’t fucking you. It wasn’t fast or rough or fueled by blatant, blinded lust. His pace was slow and steady, quite nice actually.  Each thrust drew a placid moan from your lips or a whimper of Miguel’s name against his tongue. Thai kind of sex was the baby-making kind of sex. You never had it but you knew it all the same, you could feel it. This was the kind of sex that made his daughter.

“You’ll be such a good mom to Gabriella.” He kissed your cheek, tracing his lips across the curve of your jaw. He hoped saying something like that wouldn’t scare you away because he wanted you to be a part of his family. Gabriella never met her mother, grew up without any semblance of a mother figure at all. At first, it was just because he was heartbroken, freshly widowed, and now with a daughter. Then after a couple years when he thought he might finally be able to get back out there, the occasional date here but no one was allowed to meet his daughter. He didn’t want anyone who wasn’t going to be a lasting part of his life make an impression on her, get her mind going. He was afraid her real mother might be replaced, that Gabriella might be mistaken. So he made sure she knew who her mother was, showed her pictures of her, told her stories, etc.

It’s only been in recent years that Miguel has realized that Gabriella still needed a maternal figure in her life. And trying to find someone willing to step up and raise a kid that isn’t theirs is hard to imagine, no less you, a girl in her 20s with no children of her own and a whole life ahead of her. He wasn’t trying to tie you down like that.

You moan softly, loving the way his body pressed against yours. Your skin stuck to his with the thin layer of sweat that seemed to try and bound you two together. You loved how full you elt, his cock plunging in and out at you in firm, timed strokes. The two of you so desperately clung on to each other like someone was trying to pull you two away from each other.

The way you felt with Miguel was electric, like nothing you ever felt before and you thought that this might actually be love. This could be love right here and that terrified you and excited you. Because you were so in love that you were perfectly happy with the idea of being a close part of his personal life, eventually coming to help parent his daughter at your age.

“I’m close, my love.” Miguel was beginning to lose all sense of self. His breathing began to pick up as his hips buckled a bit faster. “Gonna cum in your pretty little pussy, claim it all as mine.” He sat up finally and suddenly you felt a bit cold without his body on yours. His large hands grasped your hips to keep you still and watched as his cock sank deep into you. God, the way your walls stretched to contain him, gripped him like no other.

You knew he was just on the edge when his hips began to slow into spaced, yet harsh thrusts. “Fuck, fuck, fuck– God.” He choked as his abdomen tightened and he pressed his narrow hips as hard as he could against your ass, pressing himself as deep as he could inside you.

You moan at the feeling of his hot cum filling you, painting your walls in nice, thick spurts. Miguel lets out a low groan, his eyes squeezing shut as you rock back and forth on his dick, milking him for all he had to offer you. There was so much that it began to leak at the corners, creating a milky white ring right at your entrance.

Miguel left you slowly, not truly wanting to leave the soft warmth of your body. Cum immediately began to surface and dribble down the front of your lips. It was quite the sight, such a beautiful one. He just had to take a moment to admire his work.

“You havin’ fun back there?” You ask after a beat of silence. You turn around beneath Miguel and sit up just enough to kiss his chest before he bends down to meet you halfway. His hands come to find purchase on your jaw, his thumbs rubbing circles on your cheekbones. Your smile into the kiss before laughing.

“What’s so funny?”

You stifle your laughter as you pull away from him and lay back down on top of his bedsheets. “My dad is so gonna kill you.” You look up at Miguel as he runs his fingers through his hair and sighs. He came and laid down beside you, wrapping a arm around your waist to pull you closer. “Let’s not tell him just yet. I have to figure out the best way to explain it.”

You roll over and murmur into his lightly hair-covered chest. “I don’t think there’s any good way to explain this to him. Might as well rip the bandaid off while he’s not expecting it.”

“That might be the right move.”

[kairiscorner]

PLSS DO ONE WHERE READER INTRODUCES MIGUEL TO KPOP LIKEEE this man definitely has loona on his workout playlist 💯💯💯🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

HELLO !! ok disclaimer: i'm not really that well-versed in kpop, so i had to ask help from my friends and kinda combined theirs and my opinions together, so sorry if it's jumbled and ooc, i tried :')))

introducing him to kpop – miguel o'hara x reader headcanons and blurbs

"what am i listening to?" he asked you as he looked at you with a perplexed expression as he listened to the beginning of the song russian roulette by red velvet. he didn't take the headphones off, but he didn't fully comprehend what exactly he was listening to. "it's k-pop." "ok, and why does it sound like a cotton candy fever dream?" he asked you as you chuckled aloud, knowing what the lyrics really meant. "it... it's part of the appeal." you said as miguel sighed and sat back as he listened to the song. you swore he swayed his head a little as he listened to the song; and you might've, sort've caught him on camera doing it.

miguel only agreed to listen to kpop because you wouldn't stop bugging him about it, like you and lyla keep streaming newjeans songs (FUCK YEAHHHH) and they just become an earworm for him 😭😭😭

he probably unironically likes supershy and it's his deepest, darkest secret.

why do i see him playing 'attention' while working out what, he blasts that while he's at the gym, ignoring everyone else and........ maybe hoping to get your attention (haha kairi's a shitty comedian)

the song's lyrics and melody are the only things filling his ears right now, the calls and greetings of the spider people in the gym are being tuned out by the song as miguel lifts a couple of weights. peter b walks over with mayday on his chest, the redhead babbling and trying to call for her 'tio miguel' as her father keeps rambling to him about his dad bod and proposing an idea to make a playpen for the spider babies when the spider parents aren't around; but miguel can't even hear either of them--he's too engrossed in the song and hoping that he'd not only go away, but that somebody's attention would be captured from his exercising. hopefully.

when 'paint the town' comes on his playlist while working out HE GETS IN THE ZONE; NOBODY CAN RIP HIM AWAY FROM HIS WEIGHTS

the only reason he likes boy with luv is because of how cute you are when you sing along to it :>

imagine him listening to life goes on while looking back at memories of him and gabriella (•‿•)

he can't stop the tears from falling; he knows it's a kpop song sung by really flashy guys who many people all over the world adore, that it usually wouldn't be something to bring him to tears, but... the message is conflicting with his emotions.

as he watches his daughter come back to life through the videos and photos they had together, though the stinging feeling that she's gone–that he can never hold her nor speak to her again, and can only see her in his dreams–won't leave him alone. the song's lyrics, after he understood the translation of it, made him feel a little achy, but it also helped him feel a little relieved, in a way?

"life goes on..." he read the title aloud as he tasted the salty tears rolling down to his lips as he blinked them back, seeing the distorted image of his daughter as he watched the video of the two of them at a soccer field after her big win. even without her, miguel still lived; life... went on.

though he couldn't understand why he lived when his daughter should've been given a full life ahead of her, he lived. and because he lived, his life will go on, with or without her–but he refuses to live another day without thinking of her his beloved daughter, and... apologizing for being the reason her life didn't continue, her life couldn't go on because his did.

tags !! @miguelswifey04 @binibinileonara @fiannee @fictarian @yuridopted0 @arachnoia @meeom @ophanimgold @melovetitties @popeheywardssecretgf

[deathbyvalentine]

Mattias Scripts

(MATTIAS and his three sisters, GABRIELLA, KATERINA and TANYA, sit around a table. The women are in constant contact with each other, stealing food from each other’s plates, plaiting hair, pinching, preening. MATTIAS sits apart, gesturing to the waiter for a refill.)

G: So, did you go raiding or not? M: I did, yes. K: Kill anyone? M: No, what do you take me for? K: Sorry, it’s just - M: I’m still not a fighter. G: So what did you actually do? M: Went with the ship, helped take the slaves to safety, Broke some chains. You know there’s useful stuff to do without a sword in hand, right? G: Okay, we get it, yada yada. Didn’t you go Tanya? T: Hm? Oh, yes. Though my ship was mostly focused on the naval battle. M: Were we all there? G: No, I was at home, obviously. Can you imagine our dads getting in the middle of that fight? They raised some funds though, made room for some refugees. Might have been a bit premature considering… All of them: Kahraman.

MATTIAS sighs and drains his glass. Kahraman is obviously a topic they have exhausted,

G: How are you coping with… M: You can say his name. I’m not that fragile. G: Look, I don’t know do I? Haven’t been married. K: Never will be with that face.

Brief uproar. When everyone is settled again -

M: I just keep thinking of how much he would have wanted to be there. It was like there was a space where he should have been. Next to me, the entire time. I sound quite mad, don’t I? K: Only a little. M: I just want him not to be dead. T: But he is. And you have to find some way of being okay with M: I’ll never be okay with it. T: fine, some way of accepting it. K: Too much mourning, not enough celebrating going on here.

GABRIELLA collars a waiter and orders a round of shots, to the general protestations of the others.

G: We’re gonna drink and talk about him, okay? If you can’t face it sober, then we’ll face it drunk. And we need to discuss setting you up with somebody. How many lovers do you have now? M: None. K: Absolutely unacceptable. M: I do have some dates scheduled. G: Who? M: A Freeborn, newly joined, determined to spend her earnings on a date with me. And a dawn - K: Oh sweet labyrinth not again. What is it with you and Dawn? M: Look, they’re all very dashing - G: That’s a terrible excuse. T: You can’t lecture him too much Gab. Remember that Wintermarker when you were seventeen? G: That was different. He was very Courageous and Virtuous. M: And smelly.

*

G: When are you setting off again? M: Oh, a few hours. We want to be on the go before the sunset comes.

G: That’s not too far away now. K: It’s later than you think.

M: I’m in no hurry, and I’m paying them, we’ll be fine.

K: I’m just anxious for you is all. I know what your timekeeping is like.

M: What exactly is that supposed to mean? G: You were late for your own birth!

M: How could that be my fault? G: Setting a trend is all.

K: I can help carry your stuff so you’re not doing it yourself. You and your puny arms…

M: Why are we all insulting me again? K: Sibling privilege. 

G: Have you even packed? M: Yes, I’ve packed.

G: Forgotten anything? M: How would I know if I had? That’s what forgetting is. K: Don’t get smart Mat, it doesn’t suit you. M: Can I drink my tea in peace? 

G: Fine. I’ll get the bill.

[kiissme]

It was entirely to Gabriella's advantage that flattery worked for Jane, her desperate words stroking her ego so nicely. Biting her bottom lip, the feel of her roommate's fingers digging into her thigh... Made her shiver. The truth of the matter being as much as Gabriella enjoyed Jane fucking her, she enjoyed it, too. To see the other girl so desperate for her, to feel how wet she could be... To taste her, already craving more of that from the small sample off her own fingers. If she could, if there were no repercussions from the action, Jane would so gladly get on her knees and eat the other girl out right there. In front of everyone, let them see how well and hard she could make her beloved roommate cum and moan just for her. But, that was not in the cards. Her plan would be to drag the other back to their room, but Gabriella had other plans, it seemed, arching a brow, intrigued by her words and able to read her eyes so clearly. There was an excitement that surged through Jane, then, wondering if a trip to bookshelves was what she had in mind — but no, not a she watched the other rise from her seat altogether and head toward the exit. Smiling wider at how cute she looked, practically bouncing and yes, Jane couldn't help but have her eyes drifted toward that of the other girl's ass. So cute. Filling her with a need to grab and smack to her heart's content. After a few moments of stalling, looking around the room to see if she caught anyone's attention, and as soon as she felt herself safe to do so, rose from her seat and followed Gabriella's path. It didn't take long to see her slip inside an empty office — oh. Brows raising as she quickly recognized just whose office she had went into, rushing inside and closed the door behind her. "Gabi—" her words stopped, eyes drinking in the sight before her. "F u c k," she all but moaned, the sight of her, the darkness around them but still seeing how slick her pretty little cunt was. Letting out a soft hiss as she went toward her, licking her lips and watching her fingers touched her own clit. "Baby, you're so wet, that's evil," she chuckled, her smile wide as she grasped her face in her hands and lips crashed into hers in a kiss. Breathing deep, tongue slipping in for a taste. All thoughts of letting her know whose office this was slipping out of her head as tongue rolled against hers. Hands sliding down Gabriella's body, pinching her tits, over her stomach and to her thighs. Biting her lip, tugging it hard as her fingers so easily slid inside her, growling softly as she buried the two fingers knuckles deep, thrusting them in and out of her in a steady pace. "Drive me so crazy, Gabi..."

She'd forgotten something back in her office, sadly, not the first time these past weeks Faye had done so. Finals week wasn't just stressful for the students, but for the professors as well, and the Scottish redhead was no different. The door hadn't even been locked, cursing at herself for being neglectful at even that. She just had to pray that nothing was stolen, and if there had been? Nothing too valuable or irreplaceable.

"God, you're so fucking tight around my fingers, baby... Is that the spot? Right there? Making you feel so good?"

....well, shit. Hazel eyes wide within the comfort of darkness, peering through it to the two at her desk. Jane, she recognized, being one of her students, with, god, a girlfriend? Or...no... Her roommate. Okay. Okay. Leaning hard against the closed door, she pondered her options. Should she turn the lights on, alerting her presence? She supposed she could. To be that professor and disrupt a moment of lustful passion. She could. But, as she looked on, hearing the sound of utter wetness in the air, hitting her right inside her. Making her clench her thighs, as cliche as it was, arousing her. Which was ridiculous. It was, wasn't it? She'd walk into a porn scene, leggy professor and two young, nubile female students, fucking. The way it would go for the professor to join in to some frenzied fuck fest. That didn't happen, that wasn't real life.

It wouldn't be the first time she fucked someone in this office, though, admittedly. Evidence of that being what she kept in her bottom drawer... Her hand started to roam, hiking her skirt up and legs spread, biting her lips as fingers found her clothed clit, rubbing against it slowly, eyes on the two of them, trying not to make a sound, to enjoy the act of just watching for a moment... Just for a moment. Professors had their moments of stress as well, and a need to relieve it.

if they weren’t careful, it was going to become more obvious to those around them that they absolutely weren’t studying like they were supposed to. jane’s fingers deep within her walls threatened to illicit more moans from gabriella, each one a risk to giving them away. “i can’t help it —“ another look of faux innocence,“— sometimes when I’m studying all I can think about is how badly I want you to fuck me. how hard you can make me cum, how good you make me feel.” the combination of jane’s fingers exactly where she needed them and thoughts of previous attempts at stress relief had her cunt aching for her roommate all the more, fingers digging into jane’s thigh in a bid to limit the amount of noises that wanted to give them away. eyes darkened with lust as she watched her suck her fingers clean, already feeling empty following their removal from her soaking folds, walls clenching around nothing in their own desperate bid to find relief that she was all but begging jane for. “i can’t wait until we get back.” her voice it’s own hushed whisper, desperation practically dripping off of her words. she didn’t care much about her belongings — they could stay behind, an indication that she might be back to actually study, despite her entire body wanting to do anything but. eyes said ‘follow me’ as gabriella slid out from where she’d been sat, practically bouncing in anticipation down the hall. as much as she’d love to have the entire library watching jane make her cum over and over, she certainly wasn’t about to risk both of their being kicked out for it. no, there would be enough empty offices to use one for their own pleasure. an unlocked office found, gab glanced over her shoulders quickly to ensure that she was being followed, slipping into the darkened room without much hesitation. ass found the edge of the desk, pushing herself up onto it with legs spreading wide, allowing her wet cunt to be on full display for jane once she caught up to her. she couldn’t help herself — fingers found her clit, circling in slow motions, starting without her roommate.

[absentia-if]

Can you tell us more about k's current partner and their relationship with k? Are those two married or are they just simply in a relationship? What are their thoughts on the mc?

Sure 😄

K did not get remarried; they couldn’t stomach the thought of doing so. Not after you. And they’ve only been dating for a few months (a yearish). Their partners name is Gabriel/Gabriella (you’ll be able to choose which upon meeting them) and they’re a firefighter. They’re an outgoing individual that believes that life shouldn’t be wasted; something that K desperately needed after losing you. K needed to be reminded that there was still other things to live for even if everything seemed so dull.

And what do they think of the MC? They think that the MC is a very strong individual for going through what they went through and getting back up. They have respect for you and could never even comprehend being in your shoes.

[cobycobsy2k]

Alternative, season 1 episode 20: "Help"

Belladonna Cove

Almeric, Aldric, Gabriella and Lola were walking a little worried towards the House of Gabriel Green and Chastity Gere. Gabriella had a letter, which she fearfully carried.

Gabriel (while he was tidying up the house a bit): Hey Chastity, haven't you seen my yellow tie around?

Chastity: I wore it to an event yesterday! I'm so sorry Gabe!

Gabriel (With a smile): Don't worry Chastity! Wait a minute, aren't those Lola and her cousins?

Lola came in crying and hugged her boyfriend, who was looking confused at the scene, while Chastity started to get too scared, will she know something?

Lola (speaking with difficulty): M-My Cousin W-was K-Kidnapped!...

Gabriel (Surprised): What!?

Gabriella (Indicating a piece of paper): We found this note in her room, we are very scared by all this...

"I know very well that you will come to look for your dear little girlfriend, better said MY future wife. To clarify something, DO NOT MESS WITH MY FAMILY AGAIN!

Sincerely, Geoff Rutherford"

Chastity (Concerned): Oh no, I knew Geoff would do this!

That confused Aldric a bit, who was looking at Chastity in a slightly serious way

Aldric (Intrigued): Did you know this Geoff guy?

Chastity took a deep breath and decided to tell the others everything.

Chastity: Well... To be honest with you, yes, I met the Rutherford Family... It all happened when Mr. Kenneth and Mrs. Leandra approached me asking for a big favor...

Almeric: And what did they ask you?

Chastity: They asked me to be Geoff's girlfriend, who was quite inexpressive, something in him made me very afraid, one day, when I went to fulfill the favor of Mr. and Mrs. Rutherford, I saw them talking to a gypsy matchmaker, who had a photo of a blonde woman... And there, Mrs. Rutherford kindly asked me to be careful with Geoff and to warn that blonde woman what is going to happen to her.

Gabriella froze listening to Chastity's story, now everything made sense, that gypsy she had called was actually an accomplice of the Rutherfords...

Gabriella: It's all my fault! I shouldn't have called that Gypsy!

Almeric (Angry): Whaaat!? Gabriella explain all this to me please!!

Gabriella (crying): I just wanted to play a prank on Ekaterina

Almeric: Gaby, please, don't do this again... And where is Ekaterina now?

Gabriel: The most logical thing would be for them to be around here, Belladonna Cove is very big...

Meanwhile in a Forest outside of Belladonna Cove

Rutherford's Private Shack.

Ekaterina: This place is 100% DISGUSTING! I can't stand it one more minute here!

Geoff: Honey, you know damn well I'm protecting you from all those motherfuckers who want to break us up.

Ekaterina: Geoff, please, just let me go! I promise not to say anything to anyone!

Kenneth (Approaching his son and his future daughter-in-law): I'm so proud that you've finally found someone special my son! Your mother and I were here when we were your age, right dear?

Leandra nodded a little sadly as she looked at her husband.

Ekaterna (a little scared): But, what the hell am I going to do here? I have to do more important things than stay here!

Geoff started to laugh evilly, while he looked at the blonde.

Geoff (Smiling to hide his anger): Honey, what part of you're mine didn't you understand? You're going to be with me FOREVER and we'll be so happy!

Ekaterina: Geoff if you love someone, you have to let them go... You can't force me to love you, I just want you to know that I see you as a friend.

Those words angered the redhead who got up from his seat.

Geoff (Caressing Ekaterina): Dear HAHA! This is MY way of loving you! I want to protect you from that Alexander Goth! Come on, I swear you'll be very happy with me

[redlyncentral]

High school musical, the musical, the convention, the book, my reaction.

- LMFAO ASH CALLING EJ OLD

- EJ TAKES ARCHERY LESSONS??? CASWELL COUSINS NEVER SLEEP IT'S CONFIRMED.

- "Remember what miss Jenn always says?"

"trust the process?"

"Nope, 'is that the last apple?'"

- NOT EJ CALLING NINI THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE

- "I give her my most feminist-fierce look"

- Gina listens to k-pop? I love that! Bet she's a huge blackpink fan like her actress.

- I can't believe they said Gina and ash who are both confirmed sophomores are in different school years???

- Ricky should have a dog. That's an observation I made. Like a big fluffy brown one.

- ej taking his own car to Wyoming because he doesn't want to get stuck with singing theatre kids. icon

- "not only women changed the world" big red would NEVER say that.

- "aren't we all animals?" oh ricky bowen, great beast foreshadowing btw

- Carlos is such a leo.

- so many things we first saw or heard of in s2 were established here like Salt lake slices, Ricky spending the vacation at his dad's etc.

- SANDY SOUNDS LIKE A DOUCHE ALREADY. LOVE WHEN BOOKS HAVE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS.

- "it takes my mind off ashlyn" oh he IN LOVE in love!!! Good for him!!!

- "I still can't believe we [kissed]" BELIEVE IT UR GONNA DATE IN LIKE TWO WEEKS???

- "I really like ashlyn" he went from that to "[me liking Ashlyn is the] understatement of the year". GOOD FOR HIM!!!

- "girls are mysteries" DUDE!!! SHE KISSED YOU!!! SHE VERY MUCH LIKES YOU!!!

- "What if she changed her mind [about the kiss] LISTEN. I'M ABOUT TO FIND A WAY TO ENTER THIS FICTIONAL BOOK AND TELL U ABOUT HOW S2 IS GONNA GO.

- BIG RED TRYING TO TEXT ASH. HE HAS MY WHOLE HEART.

- SIX ATTEMPTS? BABY JUST BE YOURSELF SHE LOVES U ALREADY

- NOT BIG RED NOT GOING TO THE CONVENTION!!! MRS REDONOVICH I CAN FILL IN FOR HIM!!!

- Miss Jenn had her driver's license since 2000 and she's 35 in 2020. I'll calculate that later.

- "Kourtney and I have a lunch date" POTTS FAMILY RIGHTS!!!

- "big red said-" yup kourtney and big red pizzaria besties so true.

- I'm genuinely excited seeing some friendships again okay

- sebbie ilysm. pls be my friend.

- EJ TAKES ARCHERY CLASSES, WAS A BOY SCOUT AND IS SENIOR CLASS TREASURER??? WHAT DOESN'T HE DO??? (SLEEP.)

- ok nini and ej are on good terms now. It was never really talked about in the show after they broke up

- TWO OF MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS NOT GOING. *enter the 'not this' video"

- Ok so everyone know that ej bought Gina the plane ticket or just Nini? How does she know, exactly?

- Ashlyn got new crystals after giving hers away to Miss Jenn. It's good to know though it's not crucial.

- the way they don't work yet because they're not charged w energy. pls

- "I'm beginning to think they're just pretty rocks" maybe u bought fake ones???

- the way ashlyns like "oh it's snowing? maybe we should huddle for warmth" like twice in the series. She's such a hugger 💞

- weird text from big red, huh. Maybe you should text him again 👀

- ASH HE'S IN LOVE W U AND SCARED TO RUIN THINGS

- "this is life, not a rehearsal" CARLOS WOULD N E V E R SAY THAT.

- Miss Jenn being petty and not sharing her room is kind of a mood.

- seblos facetime 💗

- frozen reference? Interesting.

- Ricky writing a song named "confusion"... 👀

- RICARLOS FRIENDSHIP.

- ASHLYN TALKING ABOUT BIG RED YES.

- I get that big red was worried but he should've texted ash back.

- Gina. Tell ash to send that text. I'M BEGGING YOU.

- "you're telling him by texting that you're crazy about him". she's in love with him. Let her.

- OK SHE SAID THEY KISSED. Gina is 100% aware okay

- not CHASE. Gina. Have you MET big red???

- ofc ash suggests snow angels 😭 I love her

- kourt ily pls stop doubting urself u can be multitalented and proud of it

- big red stalking ash's socials because he feels bad for not going to the convention 😭

- omg no I don't want him to feel bad ash pls text him

- NOT A GAME! THESE ARE TWO IDIOTS IN LOVE. GINA.

- SHE'S TEXTING HIM!!! AHH.

- could you tell i love redlyn?

- gina pls just be urself and give ash your true thoughts

- SHE'S NOT TEXTING HIM. ASHLYN MOON CASWELL-

- Mr mazzara has been whipped for two seasons now wbk

- EJ ACCIDENTALLY GOING TO A MEDITATION CONVENTION 😭 ASH WOULD BE SO PROUD

- EJ IS FINALLY HERE IN PERSON.

- chapter twenty four. There's only five ash and big red chapters until chapter FORTY NINTH. help.

- Carlos missing Seb is adorable

- they're really into frozen I see

- everyone's treating EJ like he's so old 😭

- "almost all of [the theater kids] seem to be having some kind of personal crisis, emotional turmoil or explosion of self-doubt"... Yeah, are you new?

- NOT BIG RED BEING ABLE TO GO TO THE CONVENTION TOO LATE. EXCUSE ME MRS REDONOVICH.

- BIG RED YOU DUMBASS YOU HAVE A CAR.

- NOT BIG RED USING EMOJIS-

- "Hasn't he got a million cousins?" KNEW IT. I FUCKING CALLED IT IN MY PASSOVER FIC. I'M SO HAPPY

- Ashlyn also has a big family? Oh, their wedding is gonna be MASSIVE

- EJ PICKING UP HIS FUTURE COUSIN IN LAW 😭😭😭 platonic redj has my heart.

- "I guess hey is word of the week" ash is such a caswell 😭

- not ash being cold about him coming there like she's happy but duddukfd

- I get why she's annoyed but. UGH. Not redlyn angst. My heart can't handle this.

- kourt you are very much an advanced singer pls

- ash and gina taking a bad workshop is so funny pls

- kourt 😭

- NOT RICKY IN THE BET ON IT WORKSHOP.

- diane... Interesting.

- awe kourtney getting the validation she deserves!!! Good for her!!!

- "wildcat it up".

- NOT AVOID ASHLYN. BIG RED.

- okay he can't ignore her. Good.

- Ashlyn why are you acting brand new Ricky told u this 😭

- why is gina ignoring big red.

- big red not knowing what epiphany means 😭

- not big red regretting this already. Hi dummies pls communicate it hurts to read

- thank god they learned from this for 2x08

- Ricky pls ask big red about Ashlyn.

- awe Lucas and Nini met!!!

- I wanna hug Carlos, like, poor thing. He didn't get to participate in the workshops or spend time with his boyfriend.

- "I can't even pretend to understand [what's going on with big red and Ashlyn]" Ricky. Ur a bad friend. Sorry not sorry.

- caswen... 👀

- Ricky being Gabriella. So true

- "we're drama kids. Our imaginations are out of control"

- STAY FOR THE SING-A-LONG. HAVE FUN U DUMMIES.

- THEY WROTE A SONG FOR KOURT!!! 🥺 WHAT SHE DESERVES

- MY KIDS ARE FINALLY COMMUNICATING!!! FINALLY. UGH.

- they love each other I'm really glad this was resolved

- Natalie getting offended by being accused of being her emotional support rodents to the convention as she should be. I have ones too. It's no joking matter.

- SEB!!!

- ahh seblos reunited!!!

- ej having unexpected friendship w Seb and red. My rights tbh

- Carlos and EJ hug??? I need it now

- okay finished it!!! It was. A cute read.

[happyzenmonk]

Special CT reconstruction of a 4800-year-old skeleton named Mása,  found in the village of Bojt (Hungary)

University of Debrecen Biomechanics Laboratory

We are involved in a special CT reconstruction. We are trying to decipher the 3D model of the approximately 4,800-year-old skeleton of Mása found in the village of Bojt (Hungary) on the basis of high-density CT images taken with the help of the staff of the Oncoradiology Clinic.

In connection with the archeological case, the professional details are described below by Dr. János Dani, Deputy Director of the Déri Museum: 

Másenyka went to the doctor… Not once in his life. At least in today's sense, he certainly couldn't see a doctor, at most a shaman or wizard of the tribe… However, approx. 4800-4700 years after his death, Másenyka was examined by doctors for the second time, this time under the leadership of Prof. Dr. Zoltán Csernátony at the Orthopedic Clinic of the Clinical Center of the University of Debrecen, where his remaining bones were examined. 

Based on the carbon isotope (AMS C-14) age determination, the approx. The burial of a young woman who died and was buried at the age of 19-22, with a probability of 95.4% (expressed in calendar years) between 2890-2674 BC, was excavated in 2014 on the northern border of the village of Bojt (Hungary), in the northern part of Kis-Körös. i coast. Today we can see a working highway at the site in the former steppe-like landscape. The members of the exploration team (Prof. Volker Heyd, Dr. János Dani, Dr. Gabriella Kulcsár, Dr. Piotr Włodarczak) gave the excavated human bone remains the name Másenyka. 

Following the funeral ceremony, an artificial mound, now completely destroyed, was erected above the plank covered with planks. Who built this kurgan? The nomadic community of which he lived his short life as a member in the first half of the 3rd millennium BC. 

Based on the bioraeological analyzes we have done so far, we have learned quite a bit about it. We know that approx. He was 165 cm tall, strong, muscular, could be a better guarantor and had not yet given birth. 

Based on genetic analysis, the woman, clearly traceable to K-European ancestors, was fair-skinned, with brown-blonde hair, brown eyes, and lactose intolerant. 

A few years ago, a dental examination was carried out thanks to the Faculty of Dentistry of the University of Debrecen, Dr. Árpád Barna Kelentey and Dr. János Angyal: caries was not identifiable on the teeth, but (especially on the incisors) traces of hypoplasia are clearly visible. malnutrition (sometimes perhaps starvation) during its development. The lady also had a fairly large amount of tartar and tooth wear on her front teeth. Thanks to CBCT examinations, it was found that his mandible and its head were broken on the left side, however, these injuries had already occurred post mortem, cf. it may have been caused by a rupture in the wood decking of the grave pit. 

The analyzes of Dr. Zsuzsa Lisztes Szabó (ATOMKI Isotope Climatology and Environmental Research Center) on tartar also point to poor nutrition, which showed that Másenyka bar vsz. millet (in the form of vsz. porridge) was also eaten regularly, but was sometimes forced to consume grass and even the needles of several types of pine. The proportions of pine needle phytoliths found in tartar and the 87Sr / 86Sr and d18O isotopes detected from the teeth (incorporated into the tooth enamel from the food and water he consumes) suggest that, together with his trunk, , i.e. transhumated), migrated their livestock. 

Dani János PhD archeological ig.h. Déri Museum (Debrecen)

source:https://www.facebook.com/BiomechanikaiLabor/

[imhereonthekitchenfloor]

k but Josh Bassett's acoustic version of When There Was ME! and You is actually exponentially better than the original Gabriella-writing-on-the-walls-version

The original version was always such a snooze and this was such a nice way to make it bearable since we would have it hear it eventually. Josh very much went off on that song. Some songs throughout the series are better in the show and hearing the show version makes me appreciate them more.

[musicalhqsgossip]

                                     BLAST002: PARTY RECAP EDITION 2.0

looks like this party sure was a cautionary tale ! over the weekend, some were feeling oh-so pretty ( and gay ) while others were falling totally stupid in love… something’s coming, and it’ll have you seeing stars ! eat a cracker and stop by to read the latest scoop on CADY AND MARIA’S PARTY ! if you’re fearless, look beneath the cut for all the drama that happened tonight, tonight…

first off, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to our lovely ladies, CADY and MARIA ! we heard that the homeschooled jungle freak got w a y too tipsy  and made out with little LES… we wonder what her “ boyfriend “ thought about that… or does he not really care ? perhaps JD still has a bit of VERONICA stuck on his mind. either way, we don’t trust the guy. jd and cady might have made up and locked lips once again… but how long will that last ?

and lets talk about our other birthday girl. seems like MARIA finally got the nerve to ask out her not so secret crush TONY – and with her brother and ex-crush breathing down her neck. do we think it’ll last, though ? those lovebirds wouldn’t know the concept of “ taking it slow “ even if it smacked ‘em right in the face ! though we couldn’t help but have our eyes fixed on TONY and VIVIENNE… what is going on there ? are we delusional, or do those two get along really well ? should MARIA and WES be aware of that little dynamic ?

now we are still on the subject of birthday gals –  what about the soon to be celebrated WENDY BIRD ? just because it wasn’t her party, didn’t mean she had to ditch – and to get high with no one than CLAUDE, no less. talking about a bad influence… a little birdie told me he recited poetry to her, too. how romantic. i wonder whether RIFF ever talks to her like that… 

and talking about the fearless jets leader. showing up to help out little miss sunshine ELLE who was once again crying over WESLEY and VIVIENNE kissing which resulted in yet another argument between the two lawyers… and all over that same boy. again. boo-hoo, tough life much ? maybe next time she should bring bruiser – i am sure that little guy could get a taste for her ex’s ankles… or perhaps she could have wood another guy into taking her home. RIFF took his high as a kite bird, but TONY or JACK might be easily convinced. 

but let’s move on to something more exciting: give it up for our favorite lesbian, WEDNESDAY, finally coming out and proud at last – just in time for the end of pride month ! i mean literally… can i give that hottie a hand ? we are proud of you, boo boo.

CLAUDE got his flirt on with MAUREEN ( who on her turn got a bit flirty with TONY ), again, but after her k i l l e r karaoke performance, our favorite minx went home with MORITZ. did CLAUDE really just let a good one go ? maybe her new boy-toy will impress with his “ talents “ for a bit longer !

moving on to the next topic: the NEWSIES. it looks our newspaper squad stuck together too, with SARAH helping a drunken KAT and SPOT trying yet again to win DAVEY over ! a wholesome crew, you say ? you just wait… there is more. and it’s juicy.

rumor has it that KAT got some loose lips on her, going off and telling JACK that their relationship was never gonna work ( are we surprised ). but it seems that our lil’ JACKIE BOY doesn’t go down without a fight ( again, are we surprised ) and took that passion to kiss the hell outta her ! our baby reporter is gonna have a hard time trying to hide her feelings now. game, set… 

and since we mentioned JACK – seems like the guy got his flirt on again. KAT might have to put in some real effort if she doesn’t want to lose her shot… i noticed a certain BETTY RIZZO getting his interest. our birthday girl CADY seemed to not mind his presence either – i heard that by the end of the night, he was pouring the alcohol straight from the bottle. 

also MINA didn’t seem to mind being left behind: she still got down on the dance floor with MELCHIOR, as if their hookup totally didn’t matter ! or did we completely mistake MINA kissing MARK there… not sure about y’all, but we better see that girl tie him down before he goes running back to AMBER.

talking about our little princess AMBER. i witnessed with my own eyes how she got buzzed and tipsy all too fast and ended up trading kisses with a few exes ! JESSE sure didn’t seem to mind – even though he came with MINA but went off to flirt with ANNA A halfway through the night. that boy sure did not take it easy… maybe these gals were not quite royal enough for his liking. might there be something growing there, ANNA A ? love, at last ?  

and what about ANNABETH. the not-so-little thing must not have known what hit her – poor PERCY and LYDIA attempted a little flirting, but to no avail. will that girl ever get her nose out of her damn book and see the romance right in front of her ? luckily, ANNABETH has seemingly found a new friend in ANNA B. bad bitches have to stick together, am i right ? EVELYN could have been a nice addition to that, but her stone cold type of bitch got in the way again… are we the only one wondering why ETHAN keeps trying with her ? or was that not him talking her up again ? that’s what we thought…

but lets get back to love triangles… how is it that PEDRO keeps getting trapped in the middle of those ? while totally u s i n g GABRIELLA to get over his little birdie ( have a type much, pete ? ), mister ex-boyfriend TROY sure wasn’t too happy about it… you can bet on that ! we spied with our little eye how he was getting drunk early on in the night with no other than JUDAH and boy, did he end up losing his cool at his ex-girlfriend. think GABRIELLA will want him back now ? if they aren’t feeling a headache coming up, i sure am…

speaking of couples that seem to be in trouble: who could have seen the JUDAH and LINK hook-up coming ? sure, we could spot the passion from a mile away – and we could hear them arguing from even further ! but hey – unexpected or not, who really minds two hot boys getting it going… you’re right, not us.

and what is up with MEG and JAMIE WELLERSTEIN… people have reported the brunette to be quite flirtatious that night. and with JAMIE, out of all people ? did not think we would ever say that, but that is a dynamic we will be keeping our eyes on…

a party also would not be a party if there wasn’t some major “ drama “, right ? let us begin with our big bad shark leader BERNARDO – first a confrontation with his little sister’s lover-to-be ex-jet TONY only to go through yet another break-up with ANITA. quite the eventful night for you, huh, nardo… remind us, how many times have ANITA and BERNARDO broken up by now ? is anyone still keeping count ? and what about PEDRO and THERESA ? seems like our little fairy is throwing tantrums again… getting cozy with PEDRO, kissing JOHN, only to get jealous at PEDRO again… what’s up with that, THERESA ? indecisive much ? no wonder WENDY and her suddenly get along – these two aren’t all that different after all. 

talking about JOHN – one darling boy sure did have a great night, huh ? dancing with THERESA after all, flirting with ALIZ, kissing CHINO… not to shabby for a guy who is locked up behind his desk most of the time. you go, dude ! though ALIZ didn’t only get her flirt on with john: the party-planner slash club-owner did not only strike a business deal with LILY, she seemed to get quite cosy with HERO once again. what is going on there ? and are we the only ones who noticed HERO juggling not only aliz but also MEG ? we knew he was an athlete, but not that he’s a player ( see what we did there ? ).

to end on a high note ( literally ), are we the only ones kind of excited by RYAN EVANS’ marvelous appearance – solo and all. sure head bitch SHARPAY will be on cloud nine. and what about that a d o r a b l e reunion between ILSE and her friends – talking about wholesome reunions, right ? guess it wasn’t all bad news that night !

[royaltyspeaking]

Did we ever get a reason as to why the Cambridge’s didn’t attend Lady Gabriella’s wedding? Like obviously Meghan didn’t go because she had just had Archie, but new dad Harry went. What about W&K?

I don't think there was ever a reason other than that they didn't want to go

[notafairytale]

SPOTS TO KISS + 17, 21 ( gabriella x troy )

17. a kiss on the underside of the jaw + 21. a kiss above the collarbone @kingofnxwyxrk​

F L A S H B A C K (SADLY ENOUGH)

Things with Troy always felt so right, Gabriella always felt safe and like nothing could touch her when they were together. He was the love of her life, the very first boy she had ever given her heart to and she couldn’t imagine giving it to another. It was like all of those years moving, all of those goodbyes to her past, led her right to him. A firm believer in fate, she fell into his arms and never looked back, he brought out the best in her and reminded her that a man could stay and love fiercely. It was also clear that, after their summer at Lava Springs in which they took things to the next level, that the pair just couldn’t keep their hands off each other. 

It was another night after school, the two of them had decided to waste time away in Troy’s treehouse, everything felt safe up here. They were away from everything, in their own little world where they could lay and stare at the stars, the very stars the Gabriella once thought she could reach up and rearrange. Now at eighteen years old, the world seemed so scary, but one thing that distracted her from all of that and reminded her the world was beautiful, was the boy beside her. She was pretty sure she had started the kissing, but could you blame her, she was a girl deep in love. Kissing Troy was something she could do all day, every time it filled her with butterflies, and she craved more and more of him the longer it went on...especially after crossing that major line over summer.

Crawling into his lap, she couldn’t help the small yet playful giggle that fell from her lips, fingers combing through his brunette locks as she sighed down at him. She could stay like this for the rest of her life and be entirely content in it, his lips pressing along her cheek, the way his breath grew heavier and heavier under the weight of her, it made her dizzy in the best way possible. Yes, it was a little risky to be doing this up in his treehouse while his family was inside, but they were busy making dinner anyways and they were far enough away and well...Troy had that effect of making Gabriella just throw caution to the wind. That’s why she was inching her hands under the hem of his shirt, fingers dancing along his skin as his mouth traveled along the curve of her jaw, which was enough to send shivers down her spine as she bit down on her bottom lip. 

He was driving her absolutely crazy, her hands shaking after so slightly from adrenaline and adoration, moving up to press palms flat against his chest as she moved slowly on top of him. But his head craned up to kiss along her exposed collarbone from the scoop of her dress, making her hum in that melodic tone under his breath, all but ready to eat him alive at this point until a voice startled her to sit up straight from the bottom of the treehouse. “Hey you guys, dinner is ready!!” Mrs.Bolton called out, making Gabriella’s eyes widen, cheeks flushing with a blush as she looked down at Troy before covering her mouth as she giggled when he said they would be right down. 

[purplesurveys]

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Have a name survey because these are always fun.

Boys

A Andrew vs. Aaron Alan vs. Alexander Aiden vs. Adam B Brennan vs. Brayden: Both of these are awful but I guess I gotta pick. Brandon vs. Braxton Bentley vs. Brimley C Cayden vs. Camden: Again, both equally cringey for me. Cole vs. Cameron Cade vs. Chandler: Chandler is a cute name for a girl, but I have a bias for Chandler Bing too hahaha. D Denver vs. Dallas Deklan vs. Dylan: I prefer the spelling Declan, though. Also, I technically like Dylan just a little bit more and would have picked it, but I like it for a girl. My sister had a classmate named Dylan and it sounded really good on her. David vs. Dennis E Ethan vs. Ezra Eitan vs. Elijah Emmanuel vs. Eden: Again, I prefer the name Eden for girls.

F Fabio vs. Ferdinand: I very hesitatingly picked Fabio hence the italics, but I very much dislike both. This is also what I’ll be doing for the rest of the names on here. Finnegan vs. Finley Fernando vs. Frankie: For the millionth time, Frankie is cute for a girl (this is where y’all really see that I prefer daughters more HAHAHA), and this is also because there’s a local singer named Frankie that I really admire.  G Gavin vs. Gus Gumby vs. Gerrick George vs. Grant H Harper vs. Harley Hayden vs. Henry Harlow vs. Hank I Ian vs. Ivan Indigo vs. Iris: Can I just say these are both better off as girl names? Indiana vs. Iris: And these, too?

J John vs. Jericho Jacob vs. Jameson Jasper vs. Jedidiah K Kayden vs. Koa Kent vs. Kyle Kevin vs. Konner: I prefer the spelling Connor, though. L Lars vs. Liam Levi vs. Lance Lester vs. Lorenzo M Michael vs. Matthew Maverick vs. Mason Madison vs. Micah N Nolan vs. Nathan Niko vs. Nathaniel Nicholas vs. Nate: I honestly like both. I can go with naming a son Nicholas then giving them Nate as a nickname. O Ocean vs. Oscar: I hate nature names and Oscar screams old-guy-name to me. Sorry to all the Oscars :( Orville vs. Otis Otto vs. October P Patrick vs. Percy Preston vs. Paisley Parker vs. Passion Q Quincy vs. Quinn Quada vs. Quinten Quailen vs Quidditch R Raven vs. Riley Rowan vs. Rod Ray vs. Roy: I have a bit of a sentimental attachment to Roy cos it’s an occasional nickname Gab’s dad uses. S Skylar vs. Scott: Only because a high school classmate named her kid Schuyler and that baby is seriously adorable, bubbly, and well-behaved. Storm vs. Steven Sorin vs. Solomon T Trevor vs. Travis Todd vs. Taylor Taytum vs. Tanner U Ulysses vs. Uman Umbo vs. Uno Utah vs. Usher: I dislike most geographic names, but I’d rather I name my baby Utah then have them be sang sex-themed songs by Usher by meaner kids throughout their childhood lmao.   V Vance vs. Vincent Vern vs. Vayde Vernon vs. Vayden W Walter vs. Wyatt Wade vs. Winter Wallace vs. Whisper X Xenon vs. Xayden: I really wanted to pick one name for each question, but being stuck between a chemical element and a name ending in -den is an easy no to both for me. Xayler vs. Xavier Xandon vs. Xennan Y Yvonne vs. Yonder: These names are getting more awful now that we’re ending dude, lmao. Yuletide vs. Yasser Yancy vs. Yancer Z Zeeland vs. Zayden Zion vs. Zenon Zander vs. Zenner

Girls

A Acacia vs. Alexa Aurora vs. Annalise Avonna vs. Alessandra B Brogan vs. Brooklyn Bianca vs. Brigitta Bailey vs. Brynn C Carlotta vs. Christine Cheyenne vs. Cescily Cecilia vs. Cassidy D Diedra (pronounced Dee-ay-druh) vs. Delilah: But I prefer the spelling Deirdre. Devia vs. Daytona Dakota vs. Darcy E Evonna vs. Eliana Emerald vs. Evangeline Eden vs. Eliza F Felicity vs. Fiona Faith vs. Faye: Both have always been on my blacklist for girl’s names, sorry lol. Flavia (pronoucned Flah-wee-uh) vs. Flora G Grace vs. Gretchen Genesis vs. Galaxy: Please don’t make these names happen. Gabriella vs. Greta: I love both names and have always liked the name Greta because of Greta Garbo, but I’m obviously biased towards my girlfriend so Gabriela/Gabriella it is. H Harper vs. Hope Holly vs. Hailee Harmony vs. Harvest: Again, both cringe material but I guess Harmony makes me cringe juuuuuuust a little less. I Imogene vs. Ivy Isabella vs. Iris Irene vs. Ingrid J Jessica vs. Jacinda Jade vs. Juniper: Juniper would be cute if a baby can stay a baby forever lmao, but I’m generally not a fan. Joanna vs. Joy: But I like the spelling Johanna more. K Kaleidoscope (Kallie for short) vs. Kaylee: Can I just pick the nickname? I hate the other two options :(( Kennedy vs. Kendall: I’d pick both, but thinking as a future mom, I wouldn’t want my daughter to be mercilessly teased for being given a name that’s usually understood to be more masculine in nature. I know we’re all about breaking stereotypes and all, but y’all – realistically, kids can be pretty fucking cruel. Katelyn vs. Katrina L Lacey vs. Linsey Lynnea (proncounced Lynn-ay-uh) vs. Liberty Lara vs. Lola M Morgan vs. Madison Mackenzie vs. Miranda Marissa vs. Monica N Nora vs. Natalie Nevaeh (pronounced Nev-ay-uh) vs. Nicole Niki vs. Noelle O Ophelia vs. Ocean: Only picking Ophelia because I’m generally not a fan of nature names, but there are a lot more better options if I wanted to name my kid after Shakespeare plays, like Beatrice or Emilia. Olivia vs. Onna Opal vs. October: Was never a fan of gemstone names, and there are much better month names than October. P Passion vs. Primrose: I feel the same way for Primrose as I do with Juniper. Mostly cute with babies, but is less cuter on grown-up girls. Penelope vs. Pixie Pandora vs. Palace Q Quintessa vs. Quincy Quaila vs. Quilala (Kwi--lah-lah) Queen vs. Quiencia (Kwee-ence-ee-uh) R Reyna vs. Riley Rosanna vs. Rosemary Rhonda vs. Rodica (Roe-dee-kuh) S Skylar vs. Skye Serena vs. Simone Shailey vs. Sienna T Tessa vs. Taylor Tia vs. Tiana Taytum vs. Trixie: Tatum would be a better spelling. U Una vs. Uta Ulyssia (You-liss-ee-uh) vs. Umba Ula vs. Ursula: Only because it can be a Friends reference lol. V Violet vs. Vylette Veronica vs. Victoria Valencia vs. Valerie W Wynona vs. Whitney: Winona > Wynona, but still. Wynter vs. Whisper Willow vs. Wanda X Xaila vs. Xara Xana vs. Xenon Xavier vs. Xena Y Yasmin vs. Yvonne Yvette vs Yolanda Yori vs. Yaya Z Zayara vs. Zion Zayana vs. Zoey Zen vs. Zara

Final questions!

Your name (first and middle): Robyn Isabelle.Do you like it?I hated the name Robyn throughout my childhood because I always got teased about it. When I got to college and everyone just kinda matured and told me they liked the way my name flowed, I ended up warming up to and loving it.What your parents almost named you:I was almost named Ariel after the Disney princess, and I know my parents were also thinking of naming me Katrina/Katherine/Kaitlyn.Your favorite girl's name (first and middle):Olivia. I don’t have a pick for middle name yet.List five unique names of girls you have met:Shauna, Shontrice, Unila, Ciamae, Rheezan.List five girl's names you don't like:I mostly dislike in-your-face weather/nature names like Winter, Snow, Amethyst, Cloud, Gaia, or Daffodill. But some, like Cheyenne, Rose, and Luna are super cute, too.List five girls name you really like:I’ve done this like 10 times on 10 different surveys but I like names such as Olivia, Elizabeth, Mia, Ava, and Isabella.Your first best friend's name:Kaye.Your siblings names:Nope.The name of the first pet that you loved:Tobi, my pet rabbit.What you would be named if you were the opposite gender:I’ve never asked my parents about this, actually. They’d probably go with a Spanish/Hispanic name, seeing as they went with Joaquin for my brother but were also thinking of naming him Diego.

[renee-writer]

Redemption Chapter 46 A Good Reason

"So, what are your plans the rest of the day?" Gabriella asks Eli as they head back to her house a bit later.

"I have to go to the church and talk to John about Kim. But, please let me know when the detective comes."

"I will. What do you think is wrong with Kim?"

"I am no psychiatrist but I would guess she will be diagnosed with some sort of mental illness."

"The angry lady gots the devil in her. She needs to be friends with Jesus." Evie offers from the backseat. Gabriella and Eli just look at each other and smile.

"You are right Evie. That is what she needs." Eli says.

"I will pray for her." Evie adds.

"Good. We all will."

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"You will call me when you hear from the detective and if anything at all jist doesn't feel right." Eli instructs Gabriella. They stand in her living room. Evie had ran up stairs to change.

"I will. I don't know what would have happened to us were you not here."

"I am just thankful I was. That is how I am going to explain it to John today."

"Oh right. He won't be happy you were here or, that we went to your house, will he?"

"No but considering the circumstances, I think I can make him see it was necessary." She bites at her lip, her anxiety showing," Don't worry baby. He will understand. I shudder to think what would have happened if I wasn't here."

"Me too."

"Come here for a secound, Gabriella." She moves into his arms and he hugs her tight "i love you. I won't let anyone hurt you or Evie." He whispers in her hair.

"I want hugs too." Evie announces as she comes down stairs. Eli smiles and opens his arm. She joins the hug.

"I have to go." Eli says a few minutes later. He releases them with reluctance.

"Where are you going, Eli?" Evie asks.

"I have to go to church and talk to Brother John."

"About the angry lady?"

"Yes. Her name is Kim and she is a member of our church so, Brother John needs to know what happened."

"Okay. He will pray for her too?"

"Yes he will. Evie, can you do me a favor?"

"What?"

"Can you keep an eye on your sister until I come back?"

"Uh huh. You coming back to spend the night?"

"No Evie. I was here the last few nights because Kim was free but the police have her now."

"But I like you here." Gabriella stands watching, torn between laughter and tears.

"I like to be here too Evie. But, it isn't right without a good reason."

"I miss you. Is that a good reason?" At this Gabriella loses the battle not to cry. She turns away from them with tears streaming down her face. Eli swallows hard and lifts Evie into his arms.

"Ah Evie, I will miss you too. Both of you. But, it isn't a good enough reason to stay the night here."

"When can you?"

"When your sister and I are married."

"Then get married." He looks to Gabriella for help and sees she is crying.

"We will Evie girl. It is just to soon. Now, can you give me anothee minute with Gabby so we can talk?"

"K. I love you Eli." She kisses his cheek.

"I love you too Evie." He puts her down and she goes upstairs.

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"Gabriella?" He approachs her as soon as Evie is upstairs. "Are you okay?"

"No. I know how much I need you. I had no idea how much Evie does. I thought I was giving her all she needed. But, I can't be mom and dad.. No matter how much I try."

"You don't have to anymore baby," he pulls her into his arms," Evie might have been missing a father's touch but you are doing an excellent job with her."

"Thank you. I just.." He doesn't let her continue. He drops his lips to hers, trapping her words between them.

He kisses her like he had been wantong to since last night. She responds in kind, burying her hands in his hair, holding him in place. She needn't bothered. He is going nowhere. He wraps his arms around her, drawing her closer. They stand like that until Evie's giggle gets through to them. She stands at the end of the stairs, wide eyed, watching.

"You guys kiss good." She reports when they finally break apart and face her.

"Ah Evie. I, ahh, didn't know you were there." Eli stambers out.

"I know. You were busy." She giggles.

Gabriella is mortified and thankful for the presence of her sister. "Ahh, sorry bug."

"It os okay Gabby. You guys love each other."

"Ahh yes."

"I really have to go. Gabby, call me."

"I will."

"Love you guys." He addresses them both.

"We love you too." Gabriella answers.

"Gabby lots." Evie adds with another giggle. He leaves the house laughing.

[marvelxreader]

Secrets - Part 3

You’re best friends with Ned and MJ. You’re really bad at making friends, but then they introduce you to Peter and there’s just something about him that you can’t explain. Who knows? Maybe you’ll actually get along with this guy.

Disclaimer: very fluffy and a few curse words, but oh well

Word count: 1,9 k

Y/N = Your Name

Part 1, Part 2, Part 4

You were talking on the phone to MJ about last night, but decided not to mention the kiss. You assumed it wasn’t important anyways, since you haven’t heard from him after he left you standing there.

„I‘m really glad you‘re getting along with him, Y/N“

You just hummed in response, trying to hide the fact that you only told her half the story.

„Wanna hang out later?“, she asked you.

You would love to, but you knew Peter would be there as well and the thought of seeing him made your stomach turn.

„I can‘t, I still need to finish my science project. Sorry, MJ“, you said, trying to sound as convincing as possible.

„Alright then, see you tomorrow“

And with that, you hung up.

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You were scratching Tessa‘s favorite spot while watching the News.

„Spiderman put an end to a late night robbery at 1:15 am earlier this morning. He has reportedly fought 3 people trying to break into a cashpoint at the Queens Community Bank. Due to unknown circumstances, the Deli-Grocery on the other side of the street caught fire during the fight. While Spiderman was busy with the criminals, Iron Man rescued the owner of the Deli and his cat. Both heroes at the same time, in the same place? Doesn’t seem like a coincidence to us. Does this confirm Spiderman as a new member of the Avengers? We‘ll have to wait and see!“

And then it clicked. The sticky webs he made in chemistry class, him constantly leaving out of nowhere, the red and blue „sweater“ in his backpack yesterday and the „internship“ with Tony Stark. Your jaw dropped to the floor as you realized that Peter Parker, the boy you couldn‘t stop thinking about, was actually Spiderman. A wave of mixed feelings washed over you. You understood why he had to leave after the kiss, but you were still disappointed. It was the middle of the night and your apartment was a 45 minute walk away. What if something happened to you on your way home? You asked yourself what he would have done if you were the one who needed saving, but your thoughts got interrupted by the doorbell before you could think of an answer.

You got up and answered the door, Tessa following you like a shadow and to your surprise, Peter was standing right in front of you with a bouquet of flowers in his hands. You rolled your eyes and let him in.

„So, an internship huh? I don‘t think ‚internship’ is the right word for fighting bad guys and saving people with Iron Man, but maybe that‘s just me“, you said sarcastically, walking back to the living room, leaving him there with an open mouth.

„Does May know? Do Ned and MJ know? Or am I the only person on earth who didn‘t know that you‘re Peter during the day and fucking Spiderman at night?!“, you raised your voice, losing control for a moment.

Peter was just standing there, not saying a word, still holding the flowers in his hands. He was shocked that someone had figured out his biggest secret.

„I‘m sorry to break it to you, but if you came here to just stand in my hallway in silence, you can leave again“, you hissed.

„How did you find out?“, he said with a calm voice.

„You weren‘t hiding it very well. You make your webs in chemistry class and let them explode everywhere, like seriously? You told us about your ‚internship‘ with Tony Stark and suddenly Iron Man has a new sidekick? Come on, you don‘t have to be Sherlock to find out“

He nodded at your words, realizing his mistakes.

„To answer your question from earlier, no. No one knows, except for you and Mr. Stark and I don‘t want to change that for now“, Peter said.

„It’s a wonder that no one else figured it out yet, you‘re hiding skills are absolute trash“, you chuckled.

„I‘m actually here to apologize for yesterday. I would love to have stayed, but now you know the reason why I had to leave..“, he held out the flowers to you.

You looked at him, contemplating whether you would forgive him that easy or not.

„What if something happened to me while you were busy beating up three guys at a bank? You knew how long the walk back home would be, you live on the same street. You left me alone in drenched clothes at Central Park in the middle of the night, Peter“

Your words felt like a knife to his chest and you could see the guilt in his eyes.

„You‘re right. I‘m so sorry Y/N, I should have brought you back home safely. This internship is so important to me and I get a bit carried away with it. I won‘t leave you like this next time“

„What makes you so sure that there will be a next time?“, you asked him.

„Well, I was hoping we could spend some time together again“, he said shyly.

You smiled at him and accepted the flowers.

„You‘re lucky you‘re cute, Parker“

You hugged him, his big arms pulling you closer and you felt like he was going to crush you.

„You‘re suffocating me“, you chuckled.

„I‘m sorry, I‘m just so glad you‘re not mad at me. It feels good to have someone to talk to, thank you for understanding“

He looked at you lovingly and gave you a quick kiss on the forehead.

„I really could get used to this“, he said and you hummed in response.

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The two of you were discussing Einstein‘s theory of relativity while walking down the street towards your apartment, a bag of chinese take-out in your hand. The sun was about to set and Queens looked it‘s best in the golden hour.

You were standing in front of your apartment door, turning the key in it‘s lock. You went inside, got two pairs of cutlery and left the flat again.

„What are you doing, babe?“

„First of all, we‘re going to eat on the rooftop. Excellent view and it‘s golden hour, so it’s even more beautiful. Second of all, ‘babe’? Do you call that Mr. Stark as well? You know, I don‘t want him to get jealous or anything“, you jokingly said, earning a chuckle from Peter.

You got to the rooftop of your apartment building, stunned by the view once again. It just gets you every time.

You sat down on the edge with your legs hanging from the building, opening your box of fried rice.

„Isn‘t that a bit dangerous, so close to the edge?“, he asked you with a worried expression on his face.

„Oh come on, I‘m here with a goddamn superhero. Also, I think you‘ve done way more dangerous things during your ‚internship‘ than this“, you winked at him, patting the space beside you, signalling him to sit down.

„Hm, you’ve got a point there“ he mumbled while making himself comfortable next to you.

The two of you ate in comfortable silence, watching the sunset.

„So, how did this all start?“, you asked him.

„A spider bit me a few years ago and after that, I gained spider-like abilities. It was scary at first, but after a while I got the hang of it and decided to use it for good and fight crime in the neighborhood“

„What do you mean by spider-like abilities?“

„Well, I‘m strong and fast, I can climb walls, I heal a lot quicker than most people and my senses are just an absolute mess. It‘s like they‘ve been dialed to eleven“

„That sounds crazy.. Wait a minute, do you lay eggs?“, you looked at him with big eyes.

„What? No, of course not“, Peter laughed at your question.

„Thank god“, you exclaimed, „Have you met all the Avengers yet?“

„Actually yes. I‘ve already fought against half of them and believe it or not, I stole Captain America‘s shield“, he said, obviously proud of himself, „but enough of me. I want to hear more about you, Y/N“

„I‘m really not that interesting“

„I‘ve never been more interested in anything else“

You blushed at his sweet answer. What you had with Peter was something different. It felt like you‘ve known each other for a lifetime, but you don‘t even know his middle name. It was kind of weird, so you thought of some random things about you.

„I love Pizza, but I hate cheese. Pizza is literally the only cheesy thing I eat“

„Are you insane?“, he chuckled, „Tell me more“

„There’s nothing more fascinating to me than the universe, but I get really bad existential crises when I think too much about it. Also, the moon looks best when it‘s shaped like a toenail“, you looked at Peter, afraid you might bore him too much. He concentrated on every word though, so you kept going.

„My first pet was a hamster named Totoro and I still know the words to every song from High School Musical 1, 2 and 3. MJ and I used to watch it multiple times a day and we still sing the duets together sometimes. The only time we‘ve had a slight ‚argument‘ was when we both wanted to be Gabriella, so we forced Ned to sing Troy‘s part“, you laughed at the memory and Peter chimed in.

„Oh man, I wish I knew you back then. I would have happily been your Troy“, he said with a smile, looking at you.

„You certainly would have been a better choice than Ned, because that boy can‘t sing for shit. And don‘t get me started on his dancing..“, you chuckled.

You kept talking as Peter noticed little things about you. The way your eyes change color in different lighting, how your nose scrunches up when you laugh and the way your voice gets a bit higher when you talk about something you‘re passionate about.

„..And that‘s the story of me breaking Ned‘s nose by accident, but according to your expression you’ve already stopped listening to me about 5 minutes ago, so what‘s the matter?“, you pulled him out of his thoughts.

„Huh? Sorry, I was just.. thinking about something“

„Jokes on you, because you‘ve just missed a great story. What were you thinking about?“

„This probably sounds really cheesy, but you‘re just too stunning, it distracted me a bit“, he blushed and looked away.

„You‘re right, a bit too cheesy for my taste“, you said, intertwining your fingers with his, „but still cute“

He looked up at you and leaned in for a kiss, as you saw something suspicious on the street below you.

„No time for making out, there’s a lady getting robbed“, you said in a concerned voice, pointing down.

In an instant, Peter got his suit out of the backpack and changed into it. He climbed down the walls of your apartment building in a matter of seconds, catching the robber just in time, while you called the police.

Peter shot a web at him, so he couldn‘t escape before the police arrived and while the burglar stuck to the brick wall behind him, Peter made sure the lady was fine.

You knew this wasn‘t a big deal for him compared to the other things he has done, but you‘ve never felt so proud in your entire life and you had to admit, this was the moment you fell for Peter.