#i won't talk for 5 hours straight about him i promise

[goldenfox3]

Welcome back, GP Legend! And welcome to the rest of the world, Climax!

[nerdlvr]

mr. lee (donghyuck)

(MDNI)

smut , boss hyuck RAHHH , this hyuck , secretary reader , business company stuff idk stock market stuff HE'S A RICH BOSS CEO OKAY , a bunch of shit that is UNETHICAL , jealous hyuck , park jisung cameo yuhh , kissing ofc , a singular pussy lick , insane backshots , clothes sex ig? , creampie woop , unprotected sex (be smart ffs) , hair pulling , hyuck's kinda mean and degrading but in a hot boss way , the real warning is unpaid overtime (paid in dick) , inspo from my situationship and this request !

last time he checked, the intern's desk was on the opposite end of the office, a small dim corner, exactly where he belonged. so could someone please explain why he's been standing at your desk for half an hour talking your ear off?

the worst part is that you seemed to enjoy his company, giggling at his words, even throwing in a couple arm grabs when the joke was just that funny. what does an intern even know about funny? the only thing funny about him was that sad little thing he called his salary.

his tie seemed to suddenly be suffocating him, quick fingers working to loosen the fabric, an intern really y/n? did you have no standards?

your soft giggles were muffled, only your pretty smile being proof of some lame joke mr. park was telling.

he watched you like a hawk through the glass walls of his office, fist balled and leg shaking uncomfortably against his desk.

.

you and jisung jumped at the loud bang of mr. lee's door, your heads quickly turning to where he stood.

"go home."

jisung's eyes widened, his words coming out weak and stuttered,

"s-sorry?"

mr. lee rolled his eyes, his long legs pressing against his suit pants as he strode towards the two of you.

"i said- go. home."

he lifted his finger to point towards the elevator, his head turning slightly to tease jisung.

"you're the last one here, and instead of catching up on work you're deciding to flirt with my secretary who-"

he turned towards you, hands now coming to land at your desk,

"also should be catching up on work. isn't that right ms. l/n"

you bit your lip as you looked towards jisung's tense figure. your eyes only met for a second before mr. lee had lifted a folder in between your faces, a small scoff leaving his lips.

"please, while i'm asking nicely, go home park jisung. or i promise you won't have a job to come back to tomorrow."

jisung didn't even give it a second thought, grabbing his bag from your desk and bowing deeply towards you both before b-lining straight to the staircase.

mr. lee turned to you, a sarcastic smile on his face as he clasped his hands together,

"meet me in my office in 5 minutes."

you peaked from your desk to watch as he walked away, you were in so much trouble.

.

why was 5 minutes taking so long? maybe he should've said come to my office as soon as possible but that was definitely too desperate. not that he has anything to be desperate for... he just wanted to have a little talk on using your work time wisely, instead of flirting with some low grade intern.

he impatiently looked towards you desk, your soft eyes already staring towards his office nervously. he lifted his hand, gesturing for you to come. the scene was almost comedic as you scrambled to line up your paperwork, almost tripping as you rushed into his office.

.

you stood tensely in front of him, chest rising and falling quickly with each hesitant breath. your neat pencil skirt hugged each of your curves, white button down slightly unbuttoned revealing just enough skin to drive him insane.

you followed his gaze, hand coming up to quickly button your shirt.

"i- i have your paperwork mr. lee, i called our contractor but he said that he wanted to wait until mr. zhong approved, but he's on a business trip in-"

he raised his hand, your lips clamping shut,

"did i call you in for paperwork?"

you swallowed hard, fingers playing with the ends of the folders you carried,

"i just figured- since you said i had work to catch up on- i- i've caught up on everything-"

he knew you were competent, probably the most competent secretary he's ever had. he looked up at you, a small smirk playing on his lips,

"i didn't call you in for paperwork ms. l/n. i apologize if it seemed like i was questioning your work ethic earlier."

your shoulders relaxed, a soft sigh leaving your lips,

"i called you in to talk about your lack of professionally in the workplace."

your eyes grew wide as you stared down at him, you relaxed posture now once again tense.

"this is the third day i've seen you blatantly flirt with the intern for longer than half an hour. do you have any shame?"

"i- i- i wasn't flirting with jisu-"

"it's a yes or a no ms. l/n."

"no mr. lee."

his smirk grew, his legs spreading as he relaxed into his chair.

"no? you have no shame? ms. l/n likes flirting with that boy in my face?"

your head hung low as you waited for his next words, folders in your hands now slightly crumpled from your fidgeting. you heard him leave his seat, his black dress shoes coming into view as he stood in front of you.

he brought his hand up to hold your chin, lifting your head to look at him,

"be good and look at me when i'm speaking to you."

you nodded against his palm, his warm fingers burning your skin,

"yes sir."

his free hand moved along your hip and up to your shirt, tugging apart the button you had just fixed. his fingers slipped past you shirt, poking softly at your exposed skin.

"you know how hard it is to watch you flirt with a nobody when i'm right in here waiting for you?"

your eyes widened slightly, your hands now gripping his to stop the light tickling against your breasts.

"for- for me?"

he leaned down towards your ear, his breath hot against your skin,

"why else do you think i call you in here so often? time after time i tell you to come into my office, but the only time you show any interest is when you're talking to some low grade employee."

he released his hand from your grip, bringing it down to hold the back of your waist, pulling you against his chest.

"why are you so stiff with me? am i not worthy of your attention?"

your breath shuddered, hands now gripping the ends of his suit jacket,

"n-no that's not it mr. lee-"

"because you've clearly caught mine, how could i ever ignore this pretty girl, hm? so let me show you i'm worthy of your attention."

this was wrong. so wrong. but as he untucked your shirt, hands finding warmth against your bare skin, you couldn't help the soft sighs that threatened to spill past your lips.

"stop holding it in, let me hear you."

"thi- this is wrong mr. lee, we can't-"

his hands reached up to the back of your bra, fingers skillfully opening one clasp after the other,

"who said we can't? your boss?"

he chuckled into your neck, your body still tense in his grasp,

"come on baby it's just us."

he brought his free hand towards the end of your skirt, pulling it up to reveal your black lace panties. he tutted at you, an unimpressed expression on his face. his hand slid against the fabric, snapping the waist band against your skin,

"wearing this to work? were you expecting mr. park to see you in these?"

your grip on his suit tightened as he ran his hands against your ass, stopping to grab onto the supple skin,

"answer me."

"n-no sir."

he hummed in approval, hand moving past your ass and towards your core, his fingers softly pressing against your soaked panties.

"did you wear these for me then, hm? wanted your boss to see you in these? cause this pretty pussy clearly wants me, so who else would it be for?"

you couldn't help the soft whimpers that left your lips, your hands moving up to hold onto his shoulders, your legs weakening at his touch.

"no-nobody else sir, just- just you."

he chuckled as you melted against him, arms wrapping around your waist to hold you up. he leaned down to plant a kiss on your lips, soft and reassuring,

"you're in control baby, just say no and i'll stop okay?"

you reached your hands up to cup his face, pulling him back down to press your lips against his.

this kiss was different from the one before, your actions giving him the confirmation he needed. his grip against your body was tight, pulling you impossibly closer to him as he licked into your mouth. he pulled away grinning as you chased after him, a small whine leaving your lips,

"so needy baby."

he pulled you towards his desk, quickly pushing away any paperwork that has been splayed on the surface,

"mr. lee!"

he rolled his eyes at your shocked expression,

"you're practically dripping on my floor ms. l/n. there are bigger issues to deal with right now than some- fuck- shut up and turn around."

you listened to his orders, gasping as he pushed you against his desk, his hand firm against your back,

"sorry-"

he rubbed your back soothingly, his clothed length now pressing against your ass, watching as your juices stained his pants,

"shh, it's okay baby, look at you, you're just begging to get fucked."

you winced as you felt a harsh slap land against your ass,

"like that? i can see you squeezing your thighs, don't hide from me."

he slipped his fingers past the waistband of your panties, pulling them down to hang at your ankles. the groan he let out was animalistic, hands immediately spreading your ass to get a better look,

"shit- got the prettiest pussy i've ever seen-"

you lifted your leg slightly, squeezing your thighs together as he got down to lick a stripe up your cunt, savoring the taste of you,

"and so fucking sweet too- jesus."

your turned you head as you heard the buckle of his belt, his fingers quick and impatient as he released himself from his confines, length slapping against his stomach.

"like what you see?"

the smirk on his face was borderline mocking, his hand coming down to pump his length. you bit your lip, wishing it was you wrapped around him instead. his smirk only grew as you pushed you hips back towards him, slightly arching your back.

he pushed his bare length against your heat, leaning down to press his weight against your back. his hand wrapped around your hair, pulling your head to the side so he could get close to your ear,

"didn't think you'd be so desperate ms. l/n. want your boss's cock that bad hm? want me to fuck you? teach you how to behave at work?"

you grunted in response, his hips rocking against your core,

"yes, yes. want you so bad mr. lee, so bad."

you felt his hand move down to grip the base of his length, angling himself to push his swollen tip against your entrance,

"say that again for me, say, 'want your cock so bad mr. lee, need it'"

you could hear the smirk in his tone, the tip of his length already stretching your walls,

"want your cock, mr. lee- fuck- need it so bad."

"close enough."

he filled you up in one swift movement, the stretch making your eyes water. you let out a gasp, hand reaching for the corner of his desk for support. his hips were pressed hard against your ass, hands gripping your waist to keep you in place,

"shittt, got the sweetest little pussy, you're sucking me in so good baby- fuck-"

he pulled his length out of you completely, his tip pressing at your entrance again before he snapped his hips into you. you shook against his desk, strangled moans filling the room as he repeated his movements, over and over.

he ran his hands up your back softly, stopping them to hold onto your shoulders, fingers digging into your skin roughly,

"don't move, be a good girl and take me."

he picked up in pace, the sound of skin slapping growing louder. your eyes were squeezed shut as you gripped onto the desk, his name leaving your lips like a prayer. you grunted as he slammed his hips into you, his body coming down to lay against your back,

"say my name baby, wanna hear you say it, say donghyuck."

he brought his arm down to wrap around your hip, fingers pressing hard against your clit as he rocked his hips against you,

"fuck- fuck, you're so deep donghyuck please, please i'm so close."

"just like that baby, so good, so fucking good for me."

he used his free hand to grab your messy hair, his other still working against your sensitive bud. you were a blabbering mess under him, a mix of curses and his name, his real name, spilling out of your lips, your head was glued to the desk as his hips picked up in pace.

"shit- how are you getting tighter?"

his dirty words filled your ears, your core squeezing impossible tighter around him as you felt your stomach tighten. you turned to look at him, his suit was a mess, sweat building all over his body, his tie practically falling off of him. his eyebrows were knit together, bottom lip stuck in between his teeth as his eyes focused on where your bodies met. the image of him was more than enough, your thighs squeezed together as your head hit his desk, your mouth hanging open in a silent scream.

his hips never faltered, grip on your hair only tightening as he continued to fuck you, your body grew limp against his desk, his laugh mocking as he watched you twitched under him, his fingers still moving quickly against your clit,

"hyuck- donghyuck- 's too much, please, please."

you squeezed tightly around him, a groan leaving his lips as you moved your hips away from him. he moved his hands to grip tightly at the skirt that was bunched at your waist, keeping you in place,

"don't fucking move- or i swear, fuck."

you whined against his desk, spit dripping from the side of your mouth as he slammed into you, chasing his own high. your whimpers only led him on, your fucked out face making his stomach tighten. his perfect little secretary, laid out on his desk, begging for his cock, what a dream.

you tightened around him, overstimulation making your core ache,

"please hyuck, please, want you to fill me up so bad, cum inside me please, please."

your begging was what finally set him off, his hips stuttering as his cum spilled into you, a strangled groan leaving his lips as he hunched over you, pulling you close.

he laid his forehead on your shoulder blade, his light pants warming your skin,

"fuck-"

he slapped your ass lightly,

"don't do that."

you giggled as he huffed against your back, his length softening inside your pulsing walls. your body was weak against his desk as he slowly pulled out of you, his cum dripping onto his floor. he reached forward to spread you open, watching as you clenched around nothing.

"i'm firing mr. park tomorrow morning for even thinking he could touch you."

you groaned at the feeling of him squeezing your ass, body growing sore.

"mr. park? who even is that?"

you heard him chuckle as he reached for some tissues,

"smart girl."

[disasterofastory]

Compromise (Brahms Heelshire x Reader)

Compromise // Brahms Heelshire Masterlist Brahms Heelshire x Reader Kinktober 2023 - 5/14 Warnings: cum in panties

Summary: Brahms lets you out of the house, but he makes sure you think of him the whole time.

The house is suspiciously quiet, but you try not to think about it too much. Brahms is upset with you since you told him about your plans to go to town. You barely saw him yesterday, so your only companion was the toy you had to take care of while that man-child spied on you through the cracks in the wall. The only thing you heard was your own voice all day. You were surprised how easily you got used to his presence, and when he decided to avoid you and punish you with his silence, you missed him.

Your coat is already on you, and your bag is light on your shoulder with a few of your belongings. The keys jiggle in your hand as you put it into the door lock. The quiet click seems loud in the tense silence.

"I will be quick, Brahms," you sigh. You try to push your guilt away as much as you can. You agreed to stay with Brahms; let's not think about the fact that he didn't really give you any other choice, but he has to learn to compromise on some things. You have to go out to shop and be around people every now and then, and you still have a family. If you don't want people to get too curious about the Heelshire manor and you, they need to see you from time to time.

Your hand is already on the doorknob when you feel long fingers curling around your arm and tugging you back. The hold on your limb is firm and a bit too tight for your liking. "Brahms!" You gasp, shocked and annoyed. Your back thuds against the door when the man turns you around and traps you between his body and the thick wooden surface. He towers over you easily, staring down at you from behind his porcelain mask. His eyes are dark and upset. You can't see his face, but you are sure he is pouting. "Brahms! We talked about this!" He is so close to you that you can feel his warm exhale fanning over your hairline. "We talked about this, sweet boy," you try again, more gentle this time. Your hand smooths over his arm. "It's just for a few hours, and I will come back to you. I won't leave you, Brahms." His posture relaxes slightly, but he still doesn't let you move. Instead, he reaches down to your pants, tugging and pushing until your legs are spread, and your jeans are around your knees. His broad chest heaves at the sight of your mound under your black panties.

You can't do anything but watch as he tugs on the waistband of your panties while his other hand reaches for his hard-on in his pants. When he moves even closer, you forget how to breathe until your head throbs and your lungs burn for air. "Brahms-" He grunts in answer, still not willing to speak to you.

Excitement strikes through your spine when he taps the fat head of his cock to your slit. Brahms rocks his hips, making you wet with his pre-cum. No matter how much he wants to look at your face to see your reaction, he can't tear his eyes away from the sight of his own cock in his hand, pushing and pulling out the junction of your thighs. His fingers stroke up and down on his shaft while sliding over your folds and rubbing your clit. His arousal glints on your soft skin, mixing with your own juices.

The man reminds you of a star-struck puppy as he jerks off, staring at your pussy. A tight coil burns in your stomach as you watch the scene between your legs. He slaps his cock against your pussy again, grunting and moving his hand faster. The rumble of his chest goes straight to your aching center. Your muscles jerk and twitch with the need to do something to release some pressure in your body, but you know Brahms better by now. He teases and taunts you with the promise of giving you whatever you want from him when you come home. But you have to come home to him.

With his free hand, he tugs on your panties again, making sure the crotch of the soft fabric is where he wants it to be. His breath changes quickly, and his fingers tighten around his throbbing cock. He is soaked by your juices, and it makes his chest stretch with pride. You want him. You want his cock and his fingers and his tongue. And you will come back to get them all.

Brahms's whine is muffled by his mask as he shoots his seed with a hard jerk of his hips. Spurt after spurt soaks your skin and panties while his hand still stokes up and down on his erection. The pearly white drops are warm on your mound and slit, flowing down to the already wet fabric between your thighs.

For long seconds, both of you stand still, watching the mess he made. His breathing is heavy, and you have to force yourself not to jump on him. Your walls clench around nothing with need, and your clit throbs for some friction. "Brahms-" He grunts again, not even looking up at your face as he tucks his cock away and pulls your panties back to your pussy. His hands smooth over your crotch, making sure his seed is smeared all over your heat and the fabric sticks to your slit. It's warm and sticky, and you can't help but moan at the feeling.

The man smirks behind his mask, satisfied with his work.

[icarusredwings]

Bi bi bi

Tw: hate talk, internalized Homophobia, Wades being a little pushy, but he's in good spirit. He wouldn't actually force someone to admit it if they didn't want too.

Thinking about Logan still being internally homophobic (towards himself) and despite all the stuff he does with Wade he tells people he's not gay and he likes women, etc.

This, of course, doesn't upset Wade that much because she can definitely be a woman, but wants Logan to be able to comfortably tell himself that hes not straight because theres nothing wrong with that and honestly he dosn't understand how someone with so much truama/drama between Scott and Jean could think of themsleves as straight to begin with.

"What about that time on the couch? Or the shower?? Or when I-"

"Those don't count."

"Not sure how giving me the biggest load in my life doesn't count, but alright."

"I'm just not gay, Wade. I mean.. It's cool if you are, but I'm straight."

"Ppfft yeeaaahh okay, pal. And I'm Michelle Obama. And I'm not gay, I'm pan! There's a difference, bucko."

"Oh... well...Besides. We were drunk. So those times don't count."

"Logan....you pounced on me after a single beer.."

"So?"

"You told me that you love me and would crawl through broken glass for me."

"I didn't mean it literally. Just.. roomates."

"GASP... And they were room mates.."

"....Who are you talking to?"

It gets to the point Wade insists that if he's afraid of the label, then the worst he could do is try it for 90 days and then return it.

"Im not afraid of being called gay, Wade its just not true."

"Pussy..."

"Fine!"

This meaning, He could try 'being gay' as he puts it for 3 months like a free trial. Wade promises that he won't tell a soul if the three month mark comes, and Logan truly decides it's not for him. Nothing they've done as a couple would matter and he'll even help him find a bad bitch.

So they do.

Wade treats Logan like a boyfriend, holding his hand in public, still giving him the best head, kissing Logan whenever he'll let him, gets him flowers, tries to make him dinner, folds his laundry, etc. Not much changes actually, but its enough for Logan to notice how "coupley" they already were. And it makes him feel stupid for not seeing it earlier.

His face is red constanlty, his chest is always beating so fast, he's overwhelmed with love. (Literally mauling wade because of it and he didnt scold him, if anything the freak enjoyed his outbursts) Despite everything...

It only takes Logan 3 days to realize... "aw.. shit..." He's not straight. No where fucking near it. Cause if he catches Wade walking around shirtless after working out one more time, he might just have to marry him.

Because not only is he sure this is the best head and ass he's ever gotten, he likes the way Wade holds him after, he likes how much he kissed him, He likes the way he calls him 'pretty kitty' late at night, he likes the way Wade sleep talks, he likes the weird way he puts away the dishes, he likes that Wade took 5 year showers and always came out complaining about the water preasure, he liked how respectful he was to the bodgea and local shop owners.

He loves the way Wade will wear anything and look good in it, but hates just how scared he was to take off his mask. He loves seeing those beautiful yellow eyes and the way his scars reflect the light. Like his own personal sunsets. He loves the way Wade could talk to him for hours and not get bored. He loved the way Wade would come home and slump on him with a big groan because work sucks. He loved how sickly romantic he was (and hated it at the same time)

He loved.. Wade.

"Wade... I think Im bi.."

"Bi bi bi!" He does a dance almost out of instict.

Logans eyebrows scrunch, both disgusted and confused. "What the fuck was that?"

"Don't know. Strange things come over me. But that's great, honey! Soo.... does that mean?

"Yeah... We're together.."

"As roommates?"

Logan shakes his head and suddenly Wade jumps up excitedly. "FUCK YEAH!!! My boyfriend is the Wolverine!! You're stuck with me now, Peanut!!"

He can't help but smirk, shaking his head with a soft chuckle. "Unfortunately..."

[theeeveetamer]

Fields of Mistria initial thoughts

As you may or may not know I am a total sucker for farming simulator games. I don't usually go for Early Access games, but Fields of Mistria seemed extremely promising even though it's just launched into Early Access. So I want to talk about a few of the things I really like about it (and maybe a few that I don't). I will probably be drawing comparisons to Stardew Valley since it's the current preeminent Farming Sim of our time (but I'm not dissing it I love Stardew Valley as well. I think Fields of Mistria does a good job of taking what worked about Stardew and tweaking some things to improve even further)

But the tl;dr if you want it: I think this game is worth the money even in its current state

Trying to keep things as spoiler-free as possible, not that it's hard since the story isn't really too far yet in early access

Things that I like:

1 There is a wide range of cosmetics! Also, you don't have to store them anywhere. You "unlock" them, and then you can change your clothes, hair, skin tone, etc. at any time from the character customization menu. I'd have to check because I don't have the game right in front of me atm, but I think you can even change your name and the name of your farm at any time as well?

2) You don't actually need to have materials on hand to construct farm buildings, nor do you need to pre-clear the space! You buy the blueprint from the carpenter shop, which goes to your inventory. You take it back to your farm yourself and lay it down. Once you lay it down it spawns a drop box for materials, and you can put the materials in at your own pace. This makes it super easy to just drop a couple of wood in at the end of every day until it's done. This is a godsend for me especially, since I never remember to bring all the materials with me when I want to build things in Stardew

3) Speaking of convenience: you don't need to have any materials on hand when you're crafting! This is a godsend because when you initially start the game, all the crafting stations are in town and you have like no bag space. It'll just automatically withdraw things from your chest

The downside is, if you were trying to save stuff you have to be careful (the game will indicate when it starts drawing from your chests to craft the next item though, which is nice!)

4) Also speaking of convenience: shops are open and unlocked 24/7, and you don't have to have someone working there to buy things! This means if you realize you forgot to re-plant your crops at 10 pm you can still pop up to the general store to buy more seeds before the day is done

5) The romance events are all interesting and done well so far! I've only seen a couple though. It also appears that triggering them is based on completing a request on the community board, so you can't miss them like you might in Stardew

The downside is that there's so many community board quests that it's easy for these to get buried. I'm sure I've picked up half a dozen that I just haven't done yet because I haven't gotten around to knocking out some of these requests

6) I like that progressing in the mines requires you to collect items from the previous set of floors in the mines. It's good incentive to go back and collect more resources while still feeling like you're advancing

7) Dropping stuff on the ground and leaving it there won't de-spawn it. That means you can go around and "collect" resources, leave them there, and then circle back in a few hours or even a few days!

8) There's at least one older bachelor and bachelorette option! For the guys you have fellow farmer Hayden (who has a bit of a dad bod build) and the town's doctor Valen (she's a bit more masc looking). I'll take it

9) You can bang a dragon. They haven't completed the story enough to get events with him yet in Early Access, but he's a dragon. nuff said

10) You don't have to upgrade your tools in sequence, and equipment is separate from your cosmetics. This means you can skip straight from the worn pickaxe to the silver one!

Things I don't like (honestly most of these are minor nitpicks that can/might be improved upon):

1 I do wish there was some more body diversity, especially among the women. With the exception of Hayden pretty much all the romance options are pretty/handsome and slender (with pretty decently sized chests in the case of the women and pretty decently sized muscles in the case of the men)

I know they can design different body types because one of the Saturday Market vendors is a bit bigger (but she's not a romance option obviously), so why not?

2) Pretty much every item sells for less than it would if you were to craft it into something else. E.g. Iron ore sells for less than iron bars, and iron bars sell for less than an iron pickaxe

This is kind of half positive, half negative. It's good incentive to craft stuff! On the other hand, I'm a massive video-game hoarder so if I know I might be able to craft something that's worth more down the line I'll just save the item. This has turned my organization into a nightmare, and because I sell almost nothing money is much harder to come by

3) Backpack and storage management is. Woof. You start out with only ten item slots, and if you're like me and you carry all your tools all the time then that's going to fill up fast. At the start you'll only have ~2 slots to actually carry things other than tools. I think it only goes up in increments of 10 too, so even with the third bag upgrade you have about 30 slots (for reference, Stardew starts you with 12 and goes up in increments of 12 before capping out at 36)

I don't think this would be a problem if they just gave you a separate "tool bag" inventory where you could keep all your tools all the time, that didn't also take up bag space. Tools taking up bag space is honestly one of those "we should be over this by now" things in farming sims, IMO

4) Speaking of the bag... this is probably only a consideration if you play on controller, but the controls for swapping between items could use some work

If you've played Stardew with a controller then you know how it works. The left and right bumpers will swap between bag "tabs" and the triggers will move you between items in the currently selected tab. I haven't played around with trying to remap it, but by default Mistria doesn't do this.

Instead one of the triggers is to use a magic spell, the other is to throw items, and the bumpers are to swap between items in your bag. This means if you're on tab "A" and you need an item in tab "C" you need to manually press the bumper 10+ times until it scrolls aaaaaaaaaaaaaaall the way around to tab "C"

I think if you play with keyboard and mouse then you can just tap the different tabs so it's less of a problem

5) Minor nitpick, but when I play with a controller it doesn't get rid of the cursor. The cursor is pretty big and chunky so this is pretty distracting (I play on a dual monitor setup so I just move the mouse to the other monitor while I play, but it'd be nice if the cursor stayed gone while I played

6) So far the magic is a bit underutilized. I think I've only used the restore spell a handful of times when I was deep in the mines or fishing (fishing takes SO much energy). You have VERY limited magical stamina so you're probably not going to be using spells too much

I'll try to add to this if I think of more, but this is the stuff that's sticking out to me right now!

[simpofficial]

I See You

SteddillyxOc

Chapter 5

Chapter4 Chapter6

I asked Steve to take me to the woods.

He was reluctant at first but when he got to school he pointed me in the direction of the woods where I spent a couple of hours passing time.

Which led to now.

I can smell and sense Eleven.

"Sweetie where are your parents?"

"Sister?" Her and the unknown woman smell of surprise. "Come on." I hold out my hand and wait for her to come grab it.

"Where did you go?" I feel her grab my hand and I turn us both away from the unknown lady.

"Jim Hopper is not papa. No contain me. I met friend."

"You have a friend?" I nod. "Do you know where school is?"

"Friend is there." I lead her back to where I came from. "School."

"I'll be back sister." I nod before I smell Billy's car. I go in that direction and place my hand on the hood. It's cold now.

"Hey!" Billy. "What did I tell you about my car?!" I turn my head in the direction of Billy's voice and scent.

"Billy." I inhale and smell a female. "Billy girlfriend?"

"No you little shit now paws off." He pushes my hands off his car.

"Wanted to visit you." The female speaks up.

"Who is she Billy?" Before I could give her an answer, Billy answers first.

"A freak who hangs around Harrington."

"I Seven. Steve girlfriend." The female laughs after I finished talking.

"You are such a down grade from Nancy." I scoff at the name.

"Nancy bitch. She hurt Steve."

"The freak is bold huh?" The female walks closer to me. "You stole her boyfriend and call her a bitch." She shoves my shoulder. "You're such a slut." Slut?

"Don't touch."

"Or what?" She shoves my shoulder again and I grab her wrist. "Let go slut."

"Apologize." I demanded her calmly.

"Let me go freak!"

"Apologize." I squeeze her wrist until she relents.

"I'm sorry!" I let her go and shove her to the ground.

"What the hell Sevyn?!" Steve's here.

"She pushed her man. Calm down." I feel Steve grab me and pull me away from Billy and the female.

"What was that Sevyn?"

"Hurt Seven. Hurt back." He grabs my face.

"What if she called the police? They could've taken you away. Taken you back to the lab." He let's go of my face and holds my shoulders instead.

"Sorry. Not know."

"You didn't know. Say you didn't know."

"I didn't know, Steve." I hear him sigh.

"It's alright. Just no more fights."

"Okay." He leads me to his car and buckled me in. When he gets in I turn my head to him. "What's boyfriend?"

"It's the male version of girlfriend." I hum and turn forwards as he turns the car on.

"You my boyfriend?"

"No."

"But I girlfriend."

"No."

"Yes."

"No Sevyn." I turn back to face him.

"Girlfriend help last night. I girlfriend."

"Okay fine whatever." The car went silent as I turn forward.

"What's slut?"

———

"Guess what I got?" I sniff the air and jump up.

"Eggos." Rob laughs and hands me a box.

"Come on. I'll show you were the toaster is so you won't need help to make your Eggos." He leads me to the kitchen. "Do you know how to use a toaster?"

"Yes."

"Okay when you come in the kitchen and keep straight, there's the fridge. You turn left and run your hand along the counter. I'll have the toaster out for whenever you want eggos. So you'll be able to feel where it's at. I'll tell Steve not to put it back."

"Thank you. You better than Jim Hopper."

"It's nothing. Don't forget to put the eggos in the freezer when you're done." He leaves and I open the eggos as I smell Steve come in.

"Hi." He takes the box from me. "Hey!"

"You can have them after I help with your speech." I reach for him but he backs away.

"Want now!"

"You want them now." I nod.

"Yes!"

"Say you want them now." I huff angrily.

"I want them now."

"Good. But they'll be a prize." I tilt my head at the word.

"Prize?"

"A reward for when you accomplish something. When I'm done you can eat eggos as a prize."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

———

"This hard! Want eggos!" He sighs again.

"This is hard and you want eggos."

"This is fucking hard and I want fucking eggos!"

"Hey watch your mouth!"

"I can't! I blind!" When he doesn't respond I ask again. "Can I have eggos please?"

"Sevyn..."

"Yes?"

"You're doing so good. You asked the question correctly all by yourself." He pats my head like pet.

"I did?"

"Mhm. See it's not hard. You just struggle. You'll get better." I nod.

"I will get better."

"You're doing so good Sevyn." I feel myself smile. "How about those eggos now?" I nod again.

"Yes please."

———

"Come on."

"But I comfortable." I hear him sigh.

"Don't you want to get fresh air? I don't want to leave you in the silent house." I look towards his voice and tilt my head.

"Silent?"

"Yes it'll be quiet without me here. Dad left remember?"

"Mhm." I stand up and I feel something placed on my head. "Hat?"

"Yes it's the hat."

"Where going?"

"Sevyn remember what I taught you?" I tilt my head and think about earlier. I give him my attention and ask again.

"Where are we going?"

"Good job. We are going to do something fun."

"Fun?"

"Mhm. So come on." He grabs my hand and leads me outside, to his car. He opens the door and I get inside. He closes the door and I wait for him to get in before I turn to his presence.

"Where is it fun?"

"I'll show you. And you get another prize for speaking so well." I tilt me head.

"Really?"

"Yup."

"More eggos?" Blueberry eggos.

"No. This time it'll be something you can keep."

"I can keep?"

"Mhm. What do you think you want?" I think for a moment.

"Want Billy." The car comes to an abrupt stop causing the belt to tighten on me. "Hey!"

"Sorry! But you want Billy?! Billy Hargrove?! The one who calls you a freak?!" I hum and nod.

"Yes. I want Billy."

"No." I tilt my head.

"Why?"

"You can have something else. You can't have Billy." The car starts to move again as I ask again.

"Why?"

"Cause he's a douche and an asshole."

"What is that?"

"Nothing." I cross my arms and turn forward.

"Then I want Billy." This time the car comes to a slow stop before I feel Steve's hands on my face, turning me to face him.

"Why? Why do you want Billy?" I reach up and rest my hands on his.

"Billy is friend."

"Billy is mean to you. He's not your friend. I'm your friend. And a good friend always knows what's best for you. I'm a good friend." I shake my head at him.

"You are boyfriend. Not friend."

"I still know what's best for you. You have to trust me on this."

"Trust Steve?"

"Yes. You have to trust me."

"But I want Billy."

"Do you trust me Sevyn?"

"Yes."

"Good." He lets go of my face causing my hands to fall.

"But I want Billy."

"Jesus fucking Christ! Fine!" I reach over and cover his mouth.

"No yelling. Ears sensitive."

[dolce-tenebra-toscana]

LA SQUADRA ( + Pesca ) A FERRAGOSTO ( an italian festivity with an interesting story but as long as we remember means GRILL, BEER, RELATIVES, FRIENDS, BRISCOLA E IL DIOCANE!! )

* there's a hint of Propesca ( prosciutto x pesca ) sorry not sorry

Risotto ✂️: the politician

- promise he won't talk about politics but ends up doin it anyway

- after 5 drinks he will admit his love for politics is only a facade cause he never went further than middle school

- after 14 drinks he will try to rebulid URSS, explaining his plan in detail to the cat ( poor juan 🤣 )

Prosciutto 🍖: the annoying one

- ghosted the chat till the day before the actual event

- steal the stereo's priviledge , and will put Eros Ramazzotti/Pino Daniele for 5 hours straight

- drinks only high class wine and will look with a disgusted face everything that he considers " roba da poveri "

- his all attitude is tolerated only cause he is dating the one who offered the house for Ferragosto

Formaggio 🧀: the musician wannabe

- will play Jovanotti, and thinks of himself as " cool " for this

- he is the only one actually getting laid at the end of night

- will use cheesy pick up lines with the girls at the party ( and it works )

- says he'll be in the next Grande Fratello edition ( big lie maggio )

Illuso 🔎: the grill man

- feels like the man of the hour ( he is not )

- last time he tried to cook a steak " medium rare " was heavily beaten by the owner of the house

- refuse to cook vegetables on his grill

- will talk shit abot anyone present at the party

Melone 🍈: the nerd

- brings a homemade dessert who is surprisingly good

- bring table games/cards and he is loved for this

- ask to play spin the bottle and he's hated for this

- doesn't understand why the girls aren't playing in the mud wearing bikinis like in his " movies "

Ghiaccio 🧊: the drunk one

- G I G I. D' A G O S T I N O

- wears crocs unironically

- drinks amari like glass of water

- will be recorded doing embarassing shit, will become a meme between the group till Christmas ( when he'll do something even dumber that will be used as blackmail towards him again )

Pesci 🐟: the " fattone "

- brings the frisbee ( and the w**d )

- everybody loves him ( but nobody shows it, except after everybody smoked at least 2 jo*nts )

- wears flip flops and risk 4th degree burnings nearby the grill evertime

- KEEP HIM AWAY FROM THE BRISCOLA TABLE ( he is too good at it )

Pesca 🍑: the host

- offers the house everytime, and regrets it

- cooked too much food but there's never leftovers

- the one keeping an eye on the drunk one ( especially after ghiaccio tried to baptize her cat in the barrel of Sangiovese )

- says it's the last time she invites everyone at her house in Siena every year ( after disappearing with Prosciutto for 2 hours she's the one saying she'll host again next Ferragosto)

- the only one actually cleaning the mess the next day

[nysocboy]

In the Line of Beauty: Thatcher-era gay guy settles in with a conservative MP, dates closeted guys

Amazon Prime has been pushing The Line of Beauty, a British drama about a poor boy who moves in with his ultra rich, ultra powerful classmate.  The trailer shows him smooching with an old guy, so apparently he seduces the Dad. There are three parts, each an hour long, set in 1983, 1986, and 1987.  I'll review the 1983 episode, "The Love Chord."

Scene 1: Closeup of a huge mansion in the ritzy Notting Hill section of London. Two guys arrive. "Is this where you live?" Nick Guest (Dan Stevens) asks, overwhelmed. Guest, har har.  His classmate Toby (Oliver Coleman): "Well, where my parents live."  Sounds like a Saltburn or Brideshead Revisited coming up.

Nick continues to gawk as Toby leads him through the house. An elderly lady with an Italian accent shows him his room: quite a let down, tiny, with awful wallpaper. Don't worry, you'll be in the master suite as soon as you seduce a few family members. 

Scene 2:  Dinner time.  Dad (Tim McInnerny) has just been elected a Member of Parliament for the Conservative Party.  In the homophobic 1980s!  Their affair is going to cause quite a scandal.   

Plot dump: Nick has graduated from Oxford with a First in English, and is now is working on his doctorate, researching Henry James. He has agreed to housesit all summer, while Mom and Dad are in France and Toby is traveling through Europe.  Wait, I thought this would be a Nick-Toby romance, or at least Nick seducing Toby first on his way through the family.   "Oh, we forgot to mention that you will be taking care of our mentally ill teenage daughter, Cat."

Cut to Toby shaving in a towel (nice physique!), giving Nick the deets.  Cat used to cut herself, but she's on medication, and feeling better. 

"Does she know...?"  Nick asks.  Sure, and she's fine with it.  Say the Word, idjits!  He gazes at Toby's butt.  Not good enough -- say it!

Scene 3: Mom, Dad, the housekeeper, and Toby say goodbye and drive away.  That night, Nick is reading a Henry James novel, when Cat appears in a bathrobe with booze and two glasses. She lights up a marijuana joint. I thought she knew?  Maybe Girlfriend wants to snag herself some gay cock

"What's it like being gay?" she begins.  "It seems perfectly normal to me."

Next question: "Have you shagged Toby?"  No, he's straight. "But you fancy him."  Of course not. Are we going to get an unrequited love plotline?   Nick isn't dating anyone at present, so Cat decides to find him a guy. 

Scene 4: Nick comes home to find Cat talking to an elderly working-class man, who keeps grinning and gazing lustfully at him.  Ulp, not Nick's type!  Psych: he's not a hookup, he's just visiting.  She has actually been searching the personal ads (remember those?).  "Black guy, late 20s, very good looking." 

Nick calls to make a date with Black Guy, Late 20s, then rushes downstairs to tell Cat.  But she's gone -- and one of the knives is missing from the kitchen!  She's cut herself.  But she was so happy before.   He bandages her wound, then goes to her room and confiscates her knife collection.

Scene 5: As they walk in the garden, Nick asks if Cat knows what causes the urge to cut herself, or if she can tell when it's coming.  She doesn't get any advance warning: her mood has nothing to do with it.  Suddenly everything suddenly goes "black and glittering," and she has to stop living.  He wants to call the parents, but she assures him that it won't happen again. If  she has no control over it, how can she promise that?

Cut to evening. Cat doesn't want to go back to her room, so she sleeps on the couch, while Nick plays the piano. Hey, she's trying to sleep!  

Scene 6: Nick rushes to an outdoor restaurant for his date with Leo (Don Gilet), the personal ad guy.  It's rather awkward.  Leo looks for an excuse to dismiss Nick as racist, is disappointed to discover that he isn't rich, and is annoyed when he misunderstands "Let's get going."  Neither has a place, so they end up kissing and doing anal in the private garden.  Nick is the top.  A little of Leo's butt is shown. 

Scene 7:  Mom and Dad return from France with gifts of foie gras and perfume.  Nick and Cat agree that everything was brilliant, so they suggest that he stay on as Cat's attendant. Shouldn't he have training in mental illness, crisis intervention. and such? Of course he can still work on his degree, and he can bring friends over.  But can we screw in my bedroom?

Scene 8:  They visit Hawkeswood, Mom's brother's estate, which is loaded-down with French impressionist art. Uncle is impressed by Nick's knowledge of 18th century furniture.

Uncle says "Come with me -- I want to show you something," and the whole family flashes salacious grins.  This must be the old guy that Nick is snogging in the trailer. 

Psych!  He doesn't want to show Nick his dick: he has some photos from Henry James' visit to the manor in 1903. 

They discuss the guest list. Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher can't make it, but a lot of Conservative MPs and the Home Secretary will be there. Ugh!  Everyone hates him.

The full review, with NSFW photos, is on RG Beefcake and Boyfriends

[fizzywashere87]

It Was Fun While it Lasted Pt.2

notes: telhas teez. Warnings!: Breakups, crying, physical pain, angst. Also this isn't an x reader

Pt.1 | M.List

A few days after Valentines day, she gets a text from her friend (MS). Her and (MS) don't text a whole lot, so it was probably something important.

_________________________

(MS): @^@ - (Her): heyy wsp? - (MS): yk @D@(\/) E1$@^3D likes u. - (Her): uhm tf i barely talk to him? (Her): how do yk? - (MS): everyone is saying bro - (Her): oh damn _

(MS): ik (MS): @^@ u can't like him - (Her): why? - (MS): he's weird (MS): we used to like each other a while ago - (Her): OMG FR?? - (MS): ya (MS): i'm not telling u not to like him bc i used to like him (MS): but once he's done with you he talks sooo much shit - (Her): i won't i promise - (MS): he's ugly and fat i promise (MS): wallah u can do sm better tho (MS): ur so cute - (Her): tyyy <3 i won't like him dw

The conversation went something like that. She doesn't remember exactly, but this was what she took away from the conversation.

It's probably been a few weeks now, she only can remember certain bits and pieces now, but we can skip, for her sake, to when something had actually happened. Something probably slightly worth mentioning.

She's in math class, bored, not listening to anything the teacher was saying. (AS) grabs her attention, causing her to turn her head to look at the boy seated beside her.

"Do you like him?"

She shakes her head 'no' causing him to tut lightly.

"He's a cutie, you should like him."

Finally, after having enough, she still decides to play dumb for a bit until she has more information. Though, it's more than safe to ask one question. "Why do you keep asking me about him?" A small smile that probably meant 'oh shit' came across his face as she asked him. Fighting her own smile so she could play dumb until he answered. He just shrugs and she decides to force it out of him. "He likes me, doesn't he?" Another wider smile on his face. Yep. That explains why he added her on Snapchat.

"Bro, why don't you like him?" He asks in a 'come on' type of tone. She didn't have a huge reason for not liking him. He was cute, she wanted to give him a chance. Though she was facing a lot of internal conflict. She's not even allowed to date, would she be willing to break rules for a boy she barely knew?

"I don't even know him," She answered honestly, she's not the type to just like anyone, and her gut feeling was telling her not to do it.

"Then get to know him!!" (AS) replied, all but throwing his hands on the desk.

"Okay, bro." She shrugged turning back to her math book as if she was going to write anything in it, still unsure. Though she really wanted to despite the feeling in her gut, which was against this idea almost entirely. She's made the decision to go against that.

The rest of the day, she had a plan in mind, she was going to smile and wave at him tomorrow. Yeah. She can afford friendly flirting, and if it doesn't go right, she can easily mask it as something else she'll come up with on the spot.

Basketball practice went normally, they ran through drills they were going to go through in the game which was after school tomorrow. The coach wasn't there but that was okay, (AM), the assistant coach was there and would be there for the game the next day. Two hours, and it was 5:30, meaning they could go to the locker rooms, change, and go home. And the team did just that.

She was a bit more excited to go to sleep that night, knowing that the next day would be intriguing. Before she fell asleep, she planned how she was going to execute this, most likely would be in her second hour class because that's the first class she has with him.

The next day, she couldn't wait to get out of first hour, and get right to second hour. As she was let out of her ELA classroom, she went straight to her locker to grab her Arabic binder before making her trip all the way to the hallway her Arabic class was in.

When she arrived in the classroom, she set her stuff down and looked to see his stuff was on his desk and she left the room for the little amount of passing time she had left.

Coming back to the classroom, she started on her bellwork as did everyone else who walked in. Including him. The rest of that time, she was looking for an opportunity to at least make eye contact with him. This wasn't natural honestly. If anyone knew she had planned all this she probably would've left the country.

During their work time on an assignment, her teacher comes up to her, a poster in hand, and asks if she can borrow her chair for a second. Confused, though she has an idea of what she may need it for, she nods and gets up, getting a 'thank you habibti' in thanks.

WAIT!

This is perfect!!!

Her plan!!

He has to be looking right now! She's practically standing in front of his desk!

She quickly builds up the courage to look at him, knowing he's staring right now, she looks at him.

As she looks at him, they lock eyes. He doesn't smile, until she gives him a bright smile and waves at him with her hand by her hip. Her heart speeds up instantly and her face heats up as he smiles and waves back.

She didn't plan for that.

As she goes back to her seat, she focuses on her steps so she doesn't trip on accident. Sitting down, and presuming her work, her mind begins to wander the slightest bit. Why can't she stop smiling? What the hell? There's no way somebody could ever catch feelings that quickly right? God, this is gonna hurt so bad when it's over and I'm gonna be the idiot for letting it happen- But the way he smiled at her- it was more than possible at this point.

The rest of the class, she would occasionally look back at him, a few times he would look at her and give her that same smile causing her to smile again and look away involuntary. She went to her next class a lot happier than she started, excited for fourth hour, where she would see him again. She leaves her third hour and goes to lunch, choosing to stay quiet, once again, about what happened.

If she was being honest, she was slightly in denial about liking him, I mean, she was just being friendly, right? Friendly to a cute boy who definitely likes her. But, he likes her back, she's going to want to date him, people are going to be talking about it, and she's not sure if she wants that yet. Plus, (MS) said he's no good, but maybe he'll be different?

She's in her fourth hour now, 'starting' her bellwork, giving him a few glances though not getting that same eye contact. (That was okay, class had just started). A few minutes pass by, before (AS) speaks up, "You said 'hi' to him?" That prompted the smile on her face, that she quickly wiped off. Damn, he already told his friends, about a smile?

"Yeah?" She answers, playing the 'confused as to why he would be asking card' taking a small glance at him quicker than (AS) could catch.

"Do you like him?"

She did not want to answer that question.

"I don't know." Faking a stroke was probably the better plan.

"Why not bro." (AS) sighs, "You should like him."

She sighed. "I don't know bro." For someone who didn't know, she seemed to know she was going to tell him to come to her basketball game. Real smooth.

The rest of class he didn't really look at her, which was understandable, some of his friends were in that class, (AS) and (AA) were one of those friends. She let class go on, giggling when (MA) said something to get herself sent out in the hallway, giggling when (AS), (HB), and (AA) argued with the teacher over stupid things. Though she was really waiting for after class so she could catch him and follow through with her second genius plan.

After class, she took her time packing her stuff, stalling for him, she took her time because he was talking to the teacher. However when she seen he was finished, finally, she took a small breath, her heart racing, she walked up to him.

"@D@(\/)," She spoke up, causing him to look up at her and smile which pushed one across her own face.

"Yeah?" He answered, waiting to hear what she had to say. This was it, this was it, this was IT! Don't stutter please.

"Are you coming to the game later?" She asked leaving room for herself to read his response, her heart was still racing.

"Maybe," He shrugged, smiling a bit more. She liked how much he smiled, she liked it a lot.

"Come." She let her smile turn into a smirk as he nodded, she had so much fucking rizz!! Let's fucking go!!! We're locked in! She better drop AT LEAST twelve today!

"Alright." He smiled and she grinned and waved at him before walking away. She ran to (YC)'s locker where she was getting her stuff for her fifth hour, and she rapidly tapped her friend on the shoulder,

"I told him to come to my game!!" She hops in place excitedly, smiling as (YC) looked at her in shock.

"For real?! Say wallah." (YC) said, smiling a bit.

"Wallah!!" She grinned excitedly as she hugged (YC) and ran to her own locker to grab her stuff for her fifth hour.

She went to her fifth hour a lot happier than she was before. As she dropped her stuff on her desk and walked out, she seen him in a crowd of boys, and (HZ) and (ME) went up to her,

"You told 31$@^3D to come to your game?" (ME) asked, smiling a bit as her cheeks heated up.

"No," She shrugged contradicting her verbal answer, obviously she did and they knew. Fake a stroke, it probably would work right about now, he obviously told them, dumbass. She made eye contact with him and flashed him a small smile.

Her fifth hour wasn't much better, (HZ) wouldn't keep his mouth shut and now (AB) knew about it, and (MD) tried to force it out of her friend. She decided say she didn't know if she liked him yet. She obviously didn't want to say no, then his friends would tell him that and it would give her a headache, and she didn't exactly want everyone to go around talking about her. If that information got back home, she'd be in a lot of trouble, not for liking another, but for dating at her young age.

Whilst thinking of excuses she could give her mom if this got back home, she couldn't help but think about how her basketball game might go, especially since he would be coming to watch her play.

This is prolly gonna hurt a lot when it's over.

[nasgorpedas]

Hyvää uutta vuotta ❤️ Happy New Year!

This year I lost and gained some. The most important thing I did was reading Untethered Soul (not till the end, though), and letting go of a friend who just... won't put in the effort, even after promising several times that they would try more. And fixing my relationship.

I was diagnosed with GAD and severe depression 7 years ago due to prolonged Event(tm) and didn't realise that stopping my meds after a 5 yrs cold turkey had such a bad effect on me & my relationship. Things pretty much went downhill in ALL areas of my life, and I was a mess last Christmas, lol.

Anyway, I took a long and hard look at myself and realized that I can't just not do anything and blame the fact that I'm anxious without even trying, or letting myself be consumed by "well, what if x happens if I do y?" kind of thoughts. I have ruined a bunch of outings with my best friend because I was too sad and consumed by anxious thoughts all the time. I was self-centered and didn't think about how I was making her feel when I suddenly wanted to go home just after a few hours... or crying randomly because a sad thought intruded and cue me vomiting out my problem at her. I wanted to change. I had to change. At some point, being me wasn't cutting it anymore.

So I tried.

I did a lot of self-reflection on why my relationship went haywire, and a lot of it was me. Me being petrified and going into a self-inflicted spiral of thoughts when something was wrong. And I was quite dependent on my partner's approval. It's like, if he doesn't want chocolate, I don't want it too. But with most things. If he displayed any kind of negative reaction, I'd react even worse. I was a landmine, basically. I needed to do something about it.

I decided that step one was to figure out who I am as an individual, and one thing I always wanted to be good at (and to bond with my partner over) was being more active.

I bought membership to the climbing gym and started working out alone & climbing by myself. I committed and pushed myself to keep going week after week. And I did. For a year straight and still going! It was so scary in the beginning. I was so self-conscious and afraid. Making mistakes and failing over and over so openly felt terrifying, but it faded with time.

I got a job in customer service even if I fear men and new people in general. Sometimes, I can't talk properly when a male customer that kinda scares me comes (trauma amirite), but that's okay. I take it slow and take a break when I need to.

I tell my partner more things, good and bad. Important and mundane. And taught myself that his reactions do not decide their importance, or whether my feelings are valid, and he doesn't have to understand every drop of my emotions to make him a good partner.

I gained the ability to take a step back from the messy ball of thought-yarn in my head, take a deep breath, & let things pass. Not all thoughts have to be paid attention to, and sometimes things are not *that* serious. Not every argument is breakup worthy, and not everyone has to think that I'm a good person. Accepting that I'm a flawed person actually helped so much... Sometimes I'm a hypocrite, sometimes I lie. Sometimes I say things I don't mean in anger, and sometimes I'm too stubborn to admit that I'm wrong. It doesn't mean that I'm a bad person, and it actually proves that I'm just a person.

Applying this knowledge to my partner and everyone else helps me love much more easily, and forgiveness never felt this easy before.

So here's to more learning next year.

[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

Fat pussy drunk Hwajin, motherfucker would eat you out first thing in the morning. He would love to wake you up by delving his tongue between your plump lower lips and just suckle on them a bit before spreading them apart with his long fingers. He loves to see your hole just clenching around nothing and your cute clit just peeking out :(

He would just bravely cage his head between your thick thighs, rest his forehead on the FUPA and go to TOWN on it.

I mean like even if you were cooking in the kitchen, whether you are wearing a short skirt, some comfy shorts or just your underwear. He would just squish your tummy, leave bite marks on your soft neck and make you moan. Not long after, he would just slide onto the floor behind you, and push up your skirt/pull down your shorts and just play with your sweet cunt through your underwear until you are wet, just soaking wet and weeping to just have his way with you. And he could never deny what his sweet sensitive chubby cherub wants :( he will always live for your pleasure :(

I want a Hwajin pls 🥺♥️

OHOHOOOOO

ANONNNN

THE CAN OF WORMS YOU JUST OPENED!!!!

We're doing Hwajin Na and chubby fem reader bc you brought up pussies soooooo yea sksksk

CW: oral (female receiving), foodplay, feeding kink if you squint, cockwarming, smut just so much fucking smut you would not believe sksksk

ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT

Now, i may be biased bc i am a chubby person

BUT

I wholeheartedly believe Hwajin is a chubby chaser

Now obviously i dont think Hwajin would care about your body type bc he loves you for you and that includes whatever body you have

HOWEVER

He can't help but let his eyes linger over the pretty chubby girls he sees out and about

There's just something about their soft plush bodies that makes him stop and stare, wondering how their tummy would feel in his hands and how their thighs would feel on his cheeks

So when he meets you at a quiet bar one Saturday evening?

Oh lord, he's in trouble sksksk

Of course his eyes find your thighs immediately, your thick legs peeking out beneath your dark mini dress, and he's already smitten

And then he moves closer to the bar and sees your tits almost spilling out of the top, and then suddenly he's sitting beside you and he feels his mouth go dry when he sees your belly pushing against the stretchy material of your dress

Oh

Yeah

He needs to fuck you

He buys you a drink (because he's such a gentleman), striking up a conversation with you

You recognize him from all those viral videos where he beats up kids!

He's kinda embarrassed that that's how you two hit it off, but hey! At least you're talking to him

You chat for an hour or so before he leans in, his breath fanning your ear, actin all seductive and shit

"I'd love to take you home and fuck your brains out."

UUUHHHHHHH A LITTLE FORWARD THERE BUT OKAY 🥴

Yall go back to your place (bc there's no way in hell you're going to a strange man's apartment, what if he's an ax murderer???) and he does what he promised and fucks 👏 your 👏 brains 👏 out 👏

You thought he was just saying that BUT NOPE

This man is all over you like white on rice the minute you step through the door

I'm talking squeezing and grabbing every single inch of you he can get his hands on

He's trying to be considerate and hold himself back but your lips are so soft and your moans are so cute and when he pulls away from you and sees your hazy hooded eyes staring back at him?

He just can't help himself

Like he lifts you up, big hands holding onto the backs of your thighs, his half-hard cock pressing against your cunt as he walks you to the bedroom

Insists on eating your pussy, like he just straight up won't take no for an answer

You: I-It’s okay! You don't have to! I haven't shaved in a while so-

Hwajin: *already on his knees, drooling like a fucking dog, his cock throbbing* nah it's cool, i don't mind

Oh and he really eats you out

This man doesn't come up from between your legs until you've cum 5 times at least

He loves burying his face between your thighs and wiggling his face between your chubby pussy lips and smothering your slick all over him

He has no idea why you were hesitant to do this bc good god you are fucking divine jesus christ you taste so good and you're so soft and warm and shit he's gonna cream his pants if he isnt careful-

Loves smacking your pussy and making you jolt, your entire body shaking from the impact

It just makes him wanna do it again and again until you're weeping

You literally have to beg him to shove his cock in you bc tbh he could live between your thighs the rest of his life and never get bored

And when he pushes into you for the first time?

OHOHOOOO

GET READY TO BE BEDRIDDEN FOR THE NEXT MONTH BC HE GOES FERAL

I imagine he takes you from behind the first time, hands gripping your love handles tightly, smacking your ass and watching it jiggle

He loves seeing your ass bounce with every thrust of his cock

AND THE WAY YOUR CUNT FEELS AROUND HIM JESUS CHRIST-

You know how cotton candy is like soft and pillowy and you feel like you could sleep on it?

That's literally how your pussy feels to him

Now, it probably doesn't sound sexy thinking about him sticking his dick in a ball of cotton candy, but he aint the smartest and he doesn't know how else to describe how wonderful your cunt feels around him

You're wet and tight and hot jesus your cunt is on fucking fire it feels so fucking good-

He'll wrap his arms around once he starts getting close, one hand squeezing your tit while the other plays with your cute clit

Is determined to make you cum before he does bc he needs to feel you spasm on his cock, he's gotta know how it feels, he's gotta burn it into his memory

And once you do he loses his goddamn mind and cums right after

You don't remember much after that, you were so spent that you kinda just passed out from exhaustion

You wake up next morning like "damn did i get hit by a fuckin bus wth happened last night?"

You are so fucking sore like you breathe and you're groaning weakly

You're about to get up and go to the bathroom when an arm wraps around your waist and pull you towards a very firm figure

Oh shit

He stayed the night??

You're honestly shocked, you were sure Hwajin was a playboy and would leave before you woke up, but there he was sleeping peacefully, snoring as he pushed his face into your neck

The morning is a little awkward after he wakes up

You're not used to partners staying overnight, you usually walk them out or they leave while you're getting ready for bed

So you have no clue what to say as he silently makes you breakfast

He sets the plate in front of you jeez, is this guy some kind of chef bc this looks fucking amazing and finally talks to you

"I'd like to take you out sometime, if that's cool with you..."

You're honestly shocked again sksksks and you're not sure how to respond

I mean... he did fuck you so hard last night that you couldn't get out of bed this morning without his help...

Sure, fine, why not? It's not like you're getting any younger

Turns out that Hwajin is a lot sweeter than you first thought

He doesn't always show it but he really is a gentleman (holding the door open for you, pulling out your chair for you and pushing it in, paying for the meal you ate)

You actually had a really nice time :)

He seems a bit flustered when he takes you home which is v different than the confident sexy man you met at the bar

You ask him what's up and tbh you expect him to say that he's not interested or that he just wants to be fuck buddies or some shit

He blushes a bit and rubs the back of his neck

"I know this is probably gonna sound... weird and maybe I'm rushing things but... w-would you be my girlfriend?"

Your face heats up and you're getting all flustered bc?? This super mega hot dude wants to date you? Fr??? Are you dreaming? Like obviously you're a catch and any person would be blessed to have you as a partner, but you're still taken aback that a guy like him would want to date you

The reality is that Hwajin is so in awe of you that he can't help but become possessive and want you all to himself but he's not gonna say that after one date bc that's kinda creepy sksksk

"Um... sure. Okay."

His face lights up and he gives a big toothy grin and you stg that he looks like a little puppy that just got a new toy

"Really??" omg he's so fucking cute when he's excited

Long story short, yall are a couple and your relationship is actually really great! It wasn't always easy and took a lot of work but you've gotten to the point where you live together and you're very happy 😊

...and the sex ain't bad either sksksk

Nah fr, this dude fucks like a champion, he knows all your sweet spots and zeros in on em every time you get naked

He always has his hands on you. Im talkin hands on your waist, tummy, thighs, hips, shit sometimes he even holds your titty while you're relaxing on the couch and watching a movie

But his favorite place to put his hands is def your pussy

He is, quite literally, OBSESSED with your pussy

Loves rubbing his fingers over your pussy lips and squeezing the fat between his digits

He also likes nibbling on your chubby lips with those pointy teeth of his which??? Dude you good? Its a lil concerning that you're actin like you're ACTUALLY gonna eat me-

Get ready for HOURS of pussy worship

This man just does not know when to stop or maybe he just doesn't want to

You'll be on your 8th orgasm trying to shove his head away bc you know he's gonna wanna dick you down after and you just don't have the energy for that shit, but he just keeps going like the fuckin psychopath he is

You always end up with hickeys and bites over your thighs and pussy lips bc he just?? Idk man he just needs to mark you up, it just makes his chest and dick swell, he can't help it

You're so exhausted from oral sometimes that you can't take his dick, you're just too sensitive like it fuckin hurts bro

But its cool tho! He'll just lube up your thighs and fuck em like his life depends on it he secretly loves fucking your thighs so sometimes he overstims you just so he can be like "oh shoot, your pussy is too sensitive, guess i gotta fuck your thighs tonight 🤷‍♀️" dude you could just ask jesus, ya don't gotta be all secretive and shit

He's so good with aftercare tho, he'll clean you up and give you kisses everywhere and tell you how much he loves and appreciates you 🥺💕

He ends up falling asleep on your tummy, snoring loudly but you're so used to it by now that you can't sleep without him snoring

Buuuuuuuuut this isn't all mushy gushy

He ain't sleeping on your tummy bc he's an uwu baby that wants to cuddle i mean, he is but that's not the reason he decided to do that

He sleeps on your tummy so its easier to slip down between your thighs in the morning

He'll be glad that he convinced you not to wear any underwear the night before, lifting up your night shirt to expose your cute tummy and precious pussy

This man is so whipped for your pussy like jesus christ he would murder a man just to lick your pussy

He'll hook your legs over his shoulders, nose his way between your pussy lips and just go to town

Literally addicted to your taste, doesn't matter if you're salty, sweet, or just taste like water, he wants to drink up every last drop and then go in for seconds

Loves pushing his tongue into your entrance and swirling it around, his nose pushing into your clit as he shakes his head side to side

Such a messy eater jesus christ dude just get a fuckin bib already

Doesn't care if your slick somehow gets in his hair, he wants to lick every inch of your fat cunt and slurp up your slick with a straw alright dude calm down tf

He loves how you whine when you finally wake up and how your pretty thick thighs squeeze around his head and make it even harder to breathe

He won't stop until you grab his hair and pull him back

Tbh he kinda looks like a dog that just got out of a pool, just completely soaked and grinning

He apologizes but lets be real: he's gonna do the same shit tomorrow and the next day and the day after that until you threaten to put on a chastity belt so he can't get to you

He'll back off a bit, but he'll still eat you out every time you fuck or anytime you'll allow it

Baby... the kitchen sex? Eating you out while you cook?

Ahahaaaaaa

Oh you better be prepared honey bc half the time yall end up fuckin, it's gonna be in the kitchen

Hwajin loves food and loves sex (especially with you) so having the two together is just *chef's kiss* wonderful

Tbh i think he's into foodplay sksksk

Like he just loves your taste so much and he wants to enjoy it every way possible, including with food

His favorite hobby is sitting between your legs while you relax on the couch, eating your pussy and occasionally coming up to have you feed him

Might have a feeding kink too sksksk he just loves when his pretty round girlfriend holds up a spoon for him and tells him to say 'aahhh'

No but the thought of you wearing nothing but a frilly apron, cock warming him while you feed him the home cooked meal you made gets him so fucking hard

ANYWAYS

He's such a dork that he's started testing out which foods taste best with your pussy

He's tried all kinds of stuff, but he thinks that grapes compliment your cunt best (second is raspberries, third is whip cream)

He's honestly kinda annoying when it comes to foodplay bc every night at dinner he takes a bite of his food and then gives you this look and you have to explain to him for the hundredth time that he can't eat your pussy every night jesus christ she is tired she needs a break let her chill

He's also not the brightest when yall first start foodplay

Like one night he had curry and then ate your cunt right after and he felt soooo bad when your pussy started burning

Luckily you were fine after running some cool water on your cunt for an hour, but you wouldn't let him eat your pussy for a WEEK

He was honestly so distraught the entire time to the point of tears

Hwajin: *sniffs* I-I just love you so much and I just want to taste you and make you feel good

You: You should've thought about that before you ate katsu curry

He'd try to seduce you and get you to spread your legs but he stopped when you threatened to add another week onto his punishment

Just a big pouty puppy tbh sksksks

Gets so happy when he can finally eat you out again

Literally holds you down and devours your cunt until you're screaming

Back to foodplay!

One time he tried dipping a french fry in your slick before eating it but you slapped his hand away before he could touch you with it he still picked up some of your slick with his fingers and stuck it in his mouth along with the fry

He's def fucked you on every surface in your house

Favorite place to fuck you is over the kitchen counter while dinner is in the oven

Another favorite is against the wall

Just likes holding you up and folding you in half while he rails you into the wall

Refuses to listen if you say that you're too heavy to be held up

Ummmm? bitch?? have you seen his muscles??? You are not too heavy, he could lift a car if he needed to

has definitely tried lifting a car to impress you but he failed miserably so sksksk

But overall, Hwajin is super sweet and down to earth and just wants to make you happy

He'll buy you your favorite flowers, take you to that new movie you've been wanting to see for a while, he'll even do the cooking and cleaning if that's what you really want

He's so protective of you like it's honestly embarrassing

Some guy flirts with you? Hwajin grabs him by the collar and tells him all the ways he knows how to dispose of a body. The girl at the mall says that you're too big for the clothes in her store? Hwajin will insult her so much that she starts crying and has to go to the back. Somebody looks at you for a second too long? Hwa steps between you two and practically barks at them.

You're basically dating a big ole guard dog ksksks

He cherishes every moment he gets with you

His life has been kinda rough and hasn't gone the way he wanted it to, but you've given him hope and made him realize that there are still good people in the world that deserve protecting

His heart always swells when you two are lying down on the couch and you end up falling asleep on him

He is just so in love with you and wants to make you just as happy as you make him

[georgiaheartsdilfs]

→ only you elijah m x f!reader

my masterlist ↪M A S T E R L I S T

prompt ↪ Elijah and You are soulmates, you did everything together depsite you being human. It's been years since you've seen him due to the fact that he and his siblings had parts of the hollow in them to save Hope, Marcel had compelled him to forget everything a start new. You thought you'd never see him again until Klaus needs your help to save him.

"he can only remember you, only you"

warnings / other notes ↪gray line means change of scenery

y/n? is this still your number

yes klaus, it is, why would i need to

change it

i need your help with elijah. i thought he doesn't know who we are he doesn't, but every time i mention your name his face, he's still in there

klaus it's been years since he's seen me what makes you think seeing me would help?

i just have a feeling, meet me at the airport, we're going to france, now. terminal 5.

France, I had always wanted to go there. Especially with Elijah, he had promised we'd go there together one time obviously before the hollow had happened.

Walking into the airport it was busy, crowded. I felt out of place, everyone here was alive and sure I was too quite literally but I felt dead. Everything in my life has changed, especially after the Mikaelsons left my life.

Klaus's message had slightly surprised me, I didn't expect him to message me ever but a small part of me wanted him to message me on updates of his brother, hence why i kept it.

I asked around for terminal 5 it took a while before someone agreed to help me, the kind man lead me straight to the terminal and there he stood in all his glory.

Gripping my bags tightly "y/n" he nods "klaus" I say clearing my throat as he hands my ticket "you left your passport at my house the last time you were here" he says handing it to me.

"given that i got that for you bunch i doubted that i'd need it again" I mumble and I check in, the flight was in an hour or two so I sat down.

"what's your plan, what do i do huh?" I ask Klaus who stood in front of me "for him to see your face" Klaus says "and?" I say waiting for him to carry on with some long yet somehow convincing plan.

"it's that simple" he shrugs, I stand up "you expect me to walk to wherever he is and say hi and then he'll remember me, Marcel's compulsion is stronger than yours, I just broke out of yours, Elijah is strong but... he doesn't even know he's elijah" I say sitting back down.

"besides its been seven years and you haven't aged" I say "you have" he says "thanks" I roll my eyes burying my face into my hands.

"you think it'll work" I ask looking up through my fingers "you wouldn't be here if I didn't think it would work" he says "what about kol and rebekah?" I ask him.

"i know where they are, I can easily talk to them it's just elijah he doesn't remember any of us" Klaus sighs looking down shaking his head "not even you?" I ask and he nods.

"well this won't work" I say and he sits down next to me "when have my plans failed" he asks turning his head to look at me "never" I mumble "so why doubt this one, trust me y/n" he says placing a hand on my shoulder.

"i know you're anxious, as am i but i trust this will work just as much as any other plan" he says and I nod.

An hour passes and we board the flight, Klaus was sat next to me in first class "how have you been?" he asks and I shrug "i've been me without elijah, boring, dull and its been tedious" I mumble and he nods "and you? have you called hope?" I ask and he nods.

"well no actually, Hayley calls me I've been busy on a world tour" he smiles looking down "the missing bodies around the world" I presume it was him, not that anybody would snitch on him because he knows everything.

He nods "but i'm ok now, Caroline uh talked to me" he says and I smirk "Caroline?" I say and he nods "Yeah uh she interrupted a little visit of mine to the royalty of De Rue" he says "oh?" I say and he nods.

Walking out of the airport I look around "it's so beautiful, i'm glad he chose to run away here" I smile sweetly, the scenery was beautiful and I had only been here for a few minutes.

"do you know where he is?" I ask turning my head to look at Klaus who was already walking, I run up to him "yes i do know, i've been watching him for the past seven years" Klaus says hurrying me along shoving me into a car before turning it on.

"what makes you think he would remember me?" I ask him for the millionth time, I really wasn't able to wrap my head around the fact I was seeing him again.

Was I prepared? Certainly not. Was I excited? Of course I was.

It's just I was afraid that if I did see him, he wouldn't remember me, remember the promises he made not only to me but to Hope of his return, of the recovery of his memory.

"you're nervous aren't you?" he mumbled gripping the steering wheel "don't be, I have complete faith in this plan" he says turning a corner "you have faith." I scoff looking out the window "yes I do" he says.

"hypothetically if he didn't remember" I pause "what would happen then, I was just a means to an end, to get Elijah back so?" I question him "I wouldn't ditch you, y/n. I made you a promise and I plan on keeping it, for the time being you can help me" he says and I nod reluctantly.

Klaus pulls over in front of a bar, a bar wasn't Elijah's scene unless it were Rousseaus with his family. I suppose it made even more sense since he wasn't Elijah "he doesn't know his name" Klaus says getting out as do i.

"he doesn't know anything about himself except he can play piano" I say walking into the bar, welcomed by the sweet melodies on the piano.

There he was, playing the piano. His fingers pressing on each key majestically, the sound just as magical as his movements. I admire him walking over to the bar ordering a drink.

"come on" Klaus grabs my hand "I need a drink" I mumble looking away from Elijah as the bartender hands a glass, I place my hand over my forehead from the forthcoming headache.

The man I had loved my whole miserable life, was sat less than four meters away playing an instrument that was once the key to my heart.

Klaus lets go of my hand sitting next to me, it was all going to fast. A little preparation would have been fine, but no. Klaus messages me, we go on a plane and here we are.

I drink the rest of the drink before taking a quick glance at Elijah whose sight still hasn't left the sheet music as he read it with ease, fingers continuing to replicate the sheet music on the piano.

Hopping out of my seat I jump up and down, everyone in the bar giving me weird looks except for Klaus who wasn't phased with this side of me.

"if it goes wrong" I whisper "it will be okay" I mumble straightening up my hair, my clothes down to my socks and readjusting my jewellery before grabbing Klaus, dragging him along with me.

We sit at the empty table next to Elijah and I tap him gently on the shoulder clearing my throat sticking my hand out "Hi, I'm Y/n" I smile and Klaus gives me a weird face, Elijah turns to me. My heart beats rapidly, Would he remember me?

"Hi Y/n, Uh I am E" he smiles shaking my hand, everything around us turning to blood, the flowers dead "I'll be outside" Klaus clears his throat and I nod "Yeah" I mumble dropping my handbag on the floor.

Elijah removes his hand from mine "How long have you been playing here?" I ask him politely folding one leg over the other to prevent the anxious shaking.

"for a long as i can remember" he chuckles lightly taking a break from the piano and I nod "oh nice" I smile sweetly staring into his eyes, remembering every sweet moment that happened less than a decade ago.

The man I knew was in there, just not talking to me.

"you're first time in France?" he asks and I look around clicking my tongue, the roses slowly coming back to life meaning Klaus had disappeared "uh yeah actually, I had planned to move here with an old boyfriend his name, his nickname actually was Sentimental Fool" I chuckle and he smiles looking down "do you have anyone?" I ask him

and he points to the lady at the bar.

"Actually, Antoinette over there is my fiancé" my heart shattered, in the time it took for him to get engaged I had gotten nowhere in life.

"How sweet" I clear my throat and he waves to her as she waves back "what's it like here?" I ask him, my finger begins to gently tap on the table impatiently.

It had now just hit me, he didn't remember me. Decades of memories were wiped with a few simple words, yet my face wasn't able to bring him back.

"it's amazing, you can never get sick of the night sky" he nods "what did you say your name was?" he asks, a moment of hope flew straight into my body to my heart.

"Y/n" I smile "Oh I knew someone with that name" shattered, my heart fell on the floor into a billion pieces yet again. All hope was lost, if he didn't remember me, I don't even know who I am.

"What was she like?" I ask him "I don't remember much, she must've been a good person if I remember her name" he chuckles lightly "obviously not good enough if she can't make you remember her" I whisper.

"I uh better get going" I smile gently once more taking him in before grabbing my bag and getting up, pulling my phone out to message Klaus.

he didn't remember me let's go

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I looked over to the lucky woman who he calls fiancé smiling at her as she walks into the backroom, the door handle twisting the lock shut.

Walking towards the exit I smile to Elijah "Bye E" I smile "Bye y/n" He says slowly and I turn around grabbing the door handle, taking a deep breath in before twisting the door handle accepting that I was no longer apart of his life.

"wait" Elijah says running over grabbing my arm, he spins me around placing his hands on my cheek "you're getting married what are you doing?" I ask "Sentimental Fool, you never called me that in your long life" he chuckled softly "I did with Klaus" I mumble, slowly realising the words that had just come out of his mouth.

Before he said anything else I kissed him, the relief in my body had sunk in and all the broken pieces restored.

His thumb running along my cheek as the door swings open to reveal Klaus standing there "so he doesn't remember you and he still kisses you" he says confused and Elijah steps back wiping his lip laughing.

He looks at his brother, a smile creeping on his face as he opens his arms widely pulling Klaus in for a hug as Klaus stands there awkwardly taking it in.

"You didn't creep anything in his drink did you?" Klaus asks, Antoinette still not out of the backroom.

Elijah pulls away from his younger brother looking between he and I, "Who is she?" Klaus asks pointing at me "the love of my long, long life." he smile staring at me "and him?" I ask pointing at Klaus.

"Niklaus" he says "So she gets a great nickname after seven years, you've seen me every month and all I get is Niklaus" Klaus pouts, Antoinette walking out to Elijah who stares at her awkwardly "You know your Fiancé" I ask he and she nods.

"Is not him?" I say and she looks at me "This is E" she smiles patting his chest "Lijah, Elijah" I mumble pointing at him "No it's not" she smiles innocently.

"I know you" Klaus says pointing at her "I can't quite remember when" he says and Elijah looks at me awkwardly and then down at her "Fiancé, meet wife" Elijah says introducing Antoinette to me.

"make it awkward" Klaus says walking out, Antoinette steps back "Wife?" she says offended, she seemed like a lovely woman. A vampire woman but a lovely one nonetheless, I wouldn't be surprised if she was using Elijah as revenge on Klaus.

"Was gonna be" I mumble tapping my foot on the ground, this conversation was definitely awkward now.

It took a while for Elijah and I to explain it to Antoinette but after a while I gave up and walked out waiting for Elijah to explain the rest. Klaus was leaning against the wall smirking at me and I sigh rolling my eyes at the fact this plan actually worked, like many of his other plans. "what did I say, y/n?" he asks "that he can remember me, only me" I mumble in defeat.

[yourboyfriendsbodyguard]

Y/N why did you have to stab her? Use a gun and gloves cause now you have your dna on her and the mess! I get she’s cruel and horrible but geezus learn to plot a clean killing you dimwit!

Y/N: Don't worry about me Anon, I watch true crime, I was able to dispose of her properly.

I love that all of my true crime knowledge is finally useful without committing an actual crime! So let me tell you how Y/N was able to dispose of Peter's psychiatrist while covered in blood and not being caught:

Y/n found where she lived, making sure for three days straight when she would be home and when she would be at the office, all while playing it off that they were on their way to their own apartment. Speaking and distracting Don, Y/n had taken the master key to the building and paid to have a copy made of her apartment in particular. Once Peter had been reassured (and seduced) that things were alright, y/n prepared him some tea with a sprinkle of strong sleeping pills they had acquired from the drug store. Peter, being knocked out cold, was gently tucked into bed all while Y/n went to the woman's apartment with a bag full of items in hand.

Don was easily bribed with tickets to a hockey game for himself and his son, ensuring that he would be out of the building for a good few hours.

It left y/n enough time to disable the camera's in the building, using the storm outside to cause a short power outage so that they wouldn't show up on the cameras.

Once inside the woman's apartment, Y/n dropped their bag into the living room floor, and with gloves, they covered everything in plastic wrap, setting aside large garbage bags that would come in handy afterwards. Every nook and cranny of that apartment, including the bedrooms and cobwebs was completely covered. Y/n planned on making their point across to this woman, and they would make sure they'd enjoy it.

Dusting their hands once done, Y/n double checked everything once more, before taking off their gloves and mask, taking a seat on the plastic covered couch and waiting.

She arrived right on time, opening the door like normal, her keys' soft jingle echoed around her. She closed the door with a swift kick of her heels, before she reached out to flip the light switch.

Y/n wasn't the first thing she noticed.

Once taking off her heels, the feel of the plastic flooring caught her attention, before y/n let out a cough.

She was too stunned to scream, standing there in fright while y/n made their way towards her in an eerily calm manner.

They explained it all to her.

Her insane tactics and advice which caused Peter's already declining mental health to worsen, the way she pushed and pushed for him to go to the extreme that would undoubtedly get him caught by the police, her lack of empathy to his cries for help with his mental issues.

It was disgusting, and y/n wanted her to know how they felt about it.

She argued back, sweat pouring from her forehead as she tried to talk her way out of it.

Peter is sick, and she could help him, she's been helping him. Y/n wasn't a professional like she was, she knew what she was doing, Peter was already broken before he arrived to see her. She is doing what's best for him. Y/n doesn't know how much Peter needs her.

Y/n snapped.

Rage had blinded them, and once they snapped out of it, they were already strangling her.

That won't do.

Y/n pulled away and grabbed her by the collar, warning her about what she had done. Did she repent? Was she apologetic? Will she promise to never go near Peter again?

Turns out she was just as insane as a majority of her patients, turns out she's in need of help as well...

Turns out she slipped and fell into his blade.

26 times.

Y/n made sure she felt ever single one of those stabs.

Once she was nothing but a lifeless corpse on the floor, they sighed. Cleaning up was always the biggest chore. Checking the clock, they noticed that they had a good 5 hours left before Don returned, and Peter awoke.

Lye is a good method of disposal.

Clean-up was fast.

Small bags fit well down the garbage shoot, many of her insane patients could be suspected. Others more so than Peter, Peter had y/n as an alibi.

Y/n has a clean record, why would Y/n ever harm her?

Y/n still smiles, while cuddling up to Peter.

They still haven't found her dissolved body parts.

How was it? Let me know, I might write a full fic!

[thatoneidiotdts]

Sleeping (+morning routine) headcanons for some genshin boys

A/n: hello ladies and gentlemen I'm happy to announce that I may be back now that my life has decided to stop throwing endless shit at me. Now I also write for genshin so feel free to send asks in my inbox!!

Warnings: nightmares for xiao, favoritism in diluc's part, purposeful misspelling and slander in C*ilde's part,overall tooth rotting fluff

Zhong li

Sleeps like a rock (pun intended)

This man will not wake up unless there is an emergency

No matter how much noise you make or whatever is going on around him he'll stay there laying in bed completely silent

His breathing is so quiet you think he's dead half the time if not for his endless sleep talking

And you can actually have full on conversations with him while he's asleep

Also he sleeps in a solider position which leaves you to cling on him like a koala on a big ass tree

Sleeps in really soft bamboo pyjamas that you bought for him

Zhong li will only wake up at exactly 7:30 am no matter if it's a week day or a weekend/ his day off

He also doesn't stay in bed for more than 10 minutes unless as stated before its his day off and you aren't awake yet

The man will stay there taking in the sunshine rays from the window as he's looking at your peaceful face

After an hour or two hell rub your back and gently wake you up with forehead kisses while softly calling your name

When you finally wake up you usually start with the morning hygiene and whatnot

Also he will ask you if you want to take a morning bath together but absolutely respects you decision if you won't and you don't need to even give him a reason you declined in the first place but will make sure you know he loves you no matter what

After that he will sit down with you and drink tea and have breakfast with you for the next two hours

It's the only reason he wakes up so early

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After that he goes to do his usual shift at the wangsheng funeral parlor

Venti

Menace to society

He either sleeps sprawled out in a starfish position with his arm and leg over your body or in a fetal position with his face buried in your breasts/chest

He usually sleeps in your clothes or in his everyday clothes

His little snores are super cute tho

Venti's snoring isn't super loud, it's actually really quiet but still there

Since he's a bard he stays at the Angel's share until it closes which is usually very late into the night so he sleeps until like 2pm

He isn't a heavy sleeper so you usually accidentally wake him up if you have some errands to run early in the morning

Venti will cling to you and pretend that he's asleep so that you can stay in bed with him

After like 20 minutes of this he finally let's you go and makes you promise him that you'll be back quickly

When you returned to your shared house from doing commissions you found him still sleeping in the bed so you quietly took a shower and snuggled in with him for another hour or two

After he finally wakes up for real this time he has breakfast lunch with you and goes off to Angel's share but not before giving you a thousand kisses

Kaeya

He's sleep schedule is ON POINT

He always gets back from Angel's share at exactly 1:00am, showers, eats and does his skin care routine and gets in bed around 1:30am

He also wakes up at exactly 9am but stays in bed until ten

He trashes through the night, he also talks in his sleep but it really weird and it's mostly things that are in English but you can't understand them at all

Kaeya is also a blanket snatcher and will snatch your blanket if you aren't holding it tightly

I feel like he also sleeps with socks on but has a few special pairs of socks that have some cute patterns that he would rather be caught working with the fatui by his own brother than wear them outside once

Also sleeps in silk pyjamas, doesn't care if the cotton ones are easier to breathe through, he likes the feeling of silk on his skin

Kaeya loves his personal space and he doesn't like to be touched while he sleeps but makes up for it when he's awake but still in bed

The only exception is when it's cold outside, I headcannon he's naturally cold and he doesn't like it at all

His morning routine is 90% of him taking care of his face and showering

His skincare routine is also more expensive than some people's houses so don't touch his products plz

Kaeya will gladly teach you the basics of skin care and will buy you your own products that thinks will suit your skin better

He's also almost late to work every day so every day you see him put on his shoes calmly, take in a deep breath and then he kisses you goodbye and runs off like a mad man in order to get to the headquarters on time

Diluc

He has so much unprocessed trauma I would be surprised is sleep schedule is anything but a mess

Diluc doesn't sleep a lot, he would have a normal sleep schedule but since he has a lot of stuff to do all the time it stops him from sleeping property

Not only does he work as a bartender at Angel's share when Charles can't he also works as the Mondstat's one and only Dark Night Hero

He usually comes home around 4 or 5 am and will only sleep until like 8 and you will have to force him to have a nap in the afternoon

Also he sleeps in his everyday clothing and he's sometimes too tired to even take his coat off

Diluc sleeps on his stomach which causes him to have back and neck problems but it's the only way he can actually fall asleep

He's a really light sleeper which also adds up to his sleeping problem

Also he snores loudly, like really loudly, and he only snores at night for some weird reason

You discovered that because one day you accidentally woke up at like 6 am and you couldn't fall back asleep because of his loud snoring but you didn't dare to move since you knew how little rest he gets

He's not a morning person at all, if he didn't hate alcohol, he would be the person that chugs half a bottle of vodka in the morning just to keep him awake

Diluc usually starts his morning off with some personal hygiene and then starts doing the endless paperwork without even having breakfast or anything to drink

So out will have to force him to eat and drink so that he doesn't pass out from work

On the rare days he doesn't have any work to do he usually sleeps them off to make up for the time he didn't sleep

Albedo

Chalk boy over here also has a terrible sleep schedule

He's not really forcing himself to stay up but rather doesn't realize how late it is

You will have to pull him out of his work in order for him to go to sleep

Albedo has a special pair of pyjamas that he wears when he's sleeping and he only wears them because for his last birthday Klee has given him a pair of pyjamas that were originally grey but she hand painted them herself with the help of Jean and Lisa and he's been sleeping in them ever since

And when i say every day I mean every day

But don't worry he hand washes them every two days and takes special care of them in order to not wash of the fabric paint

His snores are also really quiet and quite cute, I recommend commenting on that if you wanna see him blush ^-^

Albedo usually sleeps on his stomach but unlike Diluc he is small enough to not crush you under his weight so he usually sleeps with his head on your stomach or buried in your neck

Pease touch his hair he melts when you do

Albedo can sleep for a looonng time if you don't wake him up so he relies on you to wake him up or else he'll spend the next 16 hours in bed sleeping without a care in the wold

When he wake up he does his usual morning routine, which is usually a quick shower, breakfast, brushing his teeth and his hair out, and then goes off to work

He will absolutely make you have a nap with him in the afternoon or whenever he feels tired

Xiao

He doesn't sleep much, hell I don't this man sleeps at all sometimes

Adepti don't really require sleep or food like normal humans do

It took a lot of time for him to trust you enough to sleep besides him

Xiao doesn't feel safe while sleeping at all, he also fears that his karmic dept might take affect on you so he keeps his distance for quite some time

For the first month or two he would wear his normal every day clothes but then you gift him a cute plain green onesie and at first he straight up refused to put 'that thing' on but he gave in and hasn't sleep in anything else since

At first he would be the big spoon so that he can protect you from any harm but when you spooned him for the first time he felt so safe and warm he never wanted to let go of that feeling ever again

After that he would ask you under his breath if you could spoon him more often, you barely understood what he was saying but perfectly understood what he wanted and needed.

He also regularly has nightmares which causes him to trash around and maybe whack you in the face once or twice but you're quick to calm him down

Xiao never really realized that he was hurting you until he gently hugged you and you winced because he accidentally touched the small mark he left the previous night after having another nightmare

Doesn't touch you or sleep with you for a week after that, he already hurt you enough but you don't really care so you coaxed him into sleeping with you again very easily since he missed your warmth a lot

He doesn't really have a morning routine but he does wake up every morning before you so that he can teleport to the Huaguang Stone Forest to pick some Qingxin flowers for you

He's also gets back into your arms right before you wake up so that it seems like he never left in the first place

But you always notice the new fresh bouquet of the beautiful white flower on your desk and thank him for it

T*rtaglia

Listen here ok I'mma be real with y'all

Turbulence sleeps exactly one hour less than normal people but makes it seem like he gets like 2 hours of sleep per night

"Ugh I didn't sleep last night at all😩😏" Like bro stfu

He also makes jokes about sleeping so little because he was with you last night or that he was training so hard or doing a mountain of paper work

While you know damn well he was with you entire night sleeping like a baby right by your side

He sleeps naked solely so that one day when a hypothetical intruder gets into your home he can scare them off by yelling at them while being completely naked 💀

But he will put a pair of pyjamas on if you're uncomfortable

He mostly sleeps on his side because he needs to hold something while he's sleeping, if you aren't with him that night he will hug your pillow and sleep like that

Tagliatelle also doesn't like to sleep when in a cold room so he will have one of those water bottles that people use for back pain and will put one in the pillow he's holding and two in the blanket itself

He's totally a morning person and has no problem with getting out of the bed in less than like 10 minutes unless you ask him not to

If he has a day off he won't sleep in that much but he will curl up beside you and 'accidentally' place his head on your boobs/chest

Y'all saying Terrorism is the caring older brother? WRONG he's the forgotten middle child. we ofc know about Tonia, Anthon and Teucer but he also has two older brothers and at least one older sister

I feel like he's the middle child that had to take all the responsibilities when the older three/four moved out

So yeah he can make a damn fine breakfast for you without skipping a beat

But don't let me even start on his personal hygiene

Like shower are fine ok and he baths once a week only because he can but like

I know damn well his back teeth are ROTTING

He only uses mouthwash and brushes the front and bottom part of the teeth so that they look presentable meanwhile his back teeth got their souls sucked out

Moving on from that Tellurium can't really spend the whole morning with you so he will have to leave you late in the morning.

Coffee? :>

[cubedmango]

5, 29, 34, 48 for PranPat please 💖

34. “You come to my room and wake me up at 4am, to cuddle?”

When Pran checks the door to his dorm in the middle of the night, who he's reasonably expecting to see through the peephole is someone from security, coming with some announcement or warning, or one of the other occupants of the floor, possibly drunk and knocking at the wrong room by mistake—or literally just anyone else for who it makes logical sense to be here in front of him this late.

Anyone but Pat, who he saw just a few hours ago and already bid good night to, who's now grinning as Pran opens the door. “Hi. Can I come in?”

“What do you want,” Pran tiredly asks, not really having the energy for the usual, now month-long game they've been playing at this point in the night. He was having a really nice dream, too. Damn this asshole.

“I can't sleep,” is all the explanation his neighbor gives, and Pran sighs.

“Then go cuddle with that stinky doll of yours.”

“Nong Nao is not stinky, thank you very much,” defends Pat, completely wrong in his facts. “Besides, I literally can't. Pa sent him off for dry cleaning without even asking me.”

Pran reminds himself to thank the girl for that later, for various reasons. Mostly for carrying all the common sense between the two siblings. Her hardwork deserves recognition.

“See, now I'm all alone,” Pat continues, sweetly, “And you know I can't sleep if I'm not cuddling my comfort object.”

Taking a deep, weary breath, Pran starts, “Let me get this straight. So, you come to my room and wake me up at—” he pauses to check his watch, and for dramatic effect, “—four am, to cuddle? Really, Pat?”

Pat blinks, smile falling, and then he mutters to himself, “Well, when you put it like that...” but makes no move to walk in or walk back.

And he's lucky Pran likes him—despite the rude interruption of his sleep—because the door opens just a bit more, and Pran nods towards his bedroom without a word.

“Thanks,” Pat says, beaming, coming in. Something in the way he so easily navigates through Pran's dorm, despite the dim light, makes the architect's heart flutter and swell.

And that's just not fair. He's not losing the bet, no matter the time of day. Gathering a bit of confidence, Pran asks, “How many doors did you knock on before you landed on mine, huh?”

“None.” Pat looks at him, from the entrance to his room. “You were the first person I asked.”

That's just worse, but Pran turns back to lock his door again so Pat doesn't see the flush on his face. “You're confident. You must like me a lot to come straight to me, then?”

“Pran,” Pat's saying, and the strange tone of it has him looking back around with a frown. Pat's smiling, yes, but it's not very bright. “Can we not do this right now, please?”

Oh. That's very weird, coming from him of all people, but Pran knows the sign of a bad day when he sees it. “Okay, let's go to sleep.”

They settle onto bed together with relative familiarity, now that Pat's been coming over more and more often. On another day, Pran might've joked about making him sleep on the floor again, but he saves it for a better time. Right now, he only spreads his blanket over the both of them, and stays perfectly still as Pat lies on his side and comes in to hold him by the waist.

“Thanks,” Pat says again, far quieter this time. “I really couldn't sleep, you know.”

They don't normally have talks like this, not really, but Pran's worried enough now to ask, “Did something happen?”

There's a pause, as Pat sighs. “Dad came to see us today,” is all he says, and that's enough for Pran to get it. It's not much different for him, after all.

Pran gives him some experimental pats to his head, in his own attempt at support. “Go sleep. You'll need the energy to bother me in the morning.”

“I won't bother you all day,” Pat mumbles, “Promise.”

“Oh, and here I was already wondering what I should make you for breakfast,” Pran quips, though it's not a lie at all. “But if you don't want to, then sure.”

Even in the dark, Pat's face lighting up is something he just can't miss. “I take it back. I'll bother you so much. I'll eat all your food, and—”

The head patting turns into one light smack, and Pran shuts him up with a hissed, “Sleep.”

“Okay, okay. Good night,” Pat replies, hugs him tighter, and says nothing more.

“Mm, night,” Pran says back, eventually falling asleep to the sound of Pat's low breathing and the smile against his chest, and for a sleep he gets at four in the morning, it's surprisingly sound and comfortable—but he's never about to admit why.

[hotch-stufff]

Love is Complicated

gifs by hqtchner & ncis-season-

Pairing: Hotch x reader, Gibbs x reader

Warnings!: angst, pining, kissing, fluff

Request: "well i was thinking about a criminal minds x ncis crossover, where the reader has a big crush on gibbs but then she meets hotch and she is really confused 😿" @wolviesbabes

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Your hand scribbled yet another word on the endless stack of paperwork that littered your desk. It really did never end. You set your pen down. You needed a break. You looked up and your eyes instantly found him. He was hunched over his desk, probably doing the same thing you were doing.

But God, did he look good doing it. Although in your opinion he looked good doing just about everything.

You noticed that about him over the past couple months on the NCIS team. You had been transfered from another similar unit in New Orleans on the recommendation of Dwayne Pride himself. Gibbs was quick to accept you to the unit, but he remained cold to you for the first couple of weeks. It wasn't until you saved him from a, for lack of better words, crazy gunman did he warm up to you.

After that, you two had gotten extremely close. So close that you developed a small crush on the man. Although, you hid it rather well. No one, atleast not to your knowledge, knew about your crush. And you intended on keeping it that way, but it was so hard when he was just sitting right in front of you, looking all handsome and just... him.

You wanted to tell him. You really did. But he was way out of your league, and you weren't even his type. But a girl could dream.

Vance suddenly came out of his office and called Gibbs up. He stood slowly and walked away. You prayed this wasn't a case. You really did not feel like dealing with a case right now.

He came back out a few moments later, a scowl on his face.

"What is it Gibbs?" You asked, he jerked his head towards Vance's office.

"He wants the team to attend an interagency gala on Saturday night." You scoffed. Of course he did. "FBI, CIA, and NCIS teams are all expected to attend. Including us." His scowled deepened at the thought of having to deal with other agencies.

"Great, just great." And you were so looking forward to a quiet weekened.

* * *

The night of the gala had arrived much quicker than expected. And of course Abby had insisted on going shopping for dresses. She herself had gotten a long black dress, with a slit. She said she would add a few things to make it more like her, and you couldn't wait to see it. You had gone with a more subtle dress. A long emerald green dress, with spaghetti straps and an open back. The front dipped slightly.

You had brought it with you to the office so you could get ready with Abby and as you were heading to the elevator to go to her floor, you heard Gibbs on the phone. Now you weren't one to eavesdrop, but you really couldn't stop yourself.

"I know, I know, it won't take long. I promise. Bye." Was he with someone else? You stood there frozen as he emerged from the room he was in.

"Hey y/n. Whatchtya doin?" He asked suspiciously.

"Oh, um nothing Gibbs, thought I heard you and wanted to say bye before we left, I didnt think you would actually go to the gala tonight, so I thought I could just stop in and-" he cut you off.

"Slow down, you're rambling. You okay?" You needed to get out of there.

"Yup, just been a long day. Alright well bye." You rushed off to Abby office. Once you got there, she instantly asked what was wrong. You explained everything. Your feelings, the conversation you heard, just everything.

"Awe, y/n/n. I'm so sorry. He's stupid if he doesn't see whats right in front of him." That made you smile.

"We should get ready." You stated standing up to grab your dress.

2 hours later, you and Abby walked up stairs looking amazing if you did say so yourself. Wolf whistles were heard coming from Tony as you two walked towards the group. You rolled your eyes, catching Gibbs smirk.

His eyes dragged up and down your body, which had confused you greatly. He had never showed any interest in you before, why now? Maybe he had and was just better at hiding it.

"Well, we should get going." You nodded, you all walked out to the SUVs ready for the night ahead of you.

* * *

The gala was interesting to say the least. Each agency decided to stay away from eachother, like elementary students. Each group taking up their own circle around the room.

You had spotted a rather handsome man who you had recognized as Aaron Hotchner sitting at the FBI tables and couldn't seem to take your eyes off of him. You new you had feelings for Gibbs,, but something about this man just drew you in. You had previously met him on a conjoined case with your old team, and you had developed the smallest of crushes on the man. You never expected anything to happen, and he was only in New Orleans for about a week.

Suddenly Gibbs popped back into your head, and you huffed slightly, turning to search for him. Finding him at a table nearby, talking with a woman. You scoffed and he looked over at you.

In a moment of impulse, you tunred away and walked across the empty dance floor straight to Agent Hotchner. He looked up from his conversation as you neared his table.

"Hi, NCIS Agent Y/l/n. We worked together on the Williams case about a year back." He nodded in recognition.

"Of course. Its great to see you again agent y/l/n." He paused looking you up and down in a way you welcomed. "Can I help you with something." He asked, not unkindly at all, but rather friendly.

"I was wondering if you would like to dance." He raised an eyebrow at you. "Someone's got to break the chill in this room." He nodded and stood up slowly, his team staring on in awe. You figured he didn't do this very often.

"I would love to." He took your hand bringing you to the dance floor as another song began. You two danced for about 10 minutes before more couples began to join you. You smiled in triumph and Hotchner laughed at your face.

"What? It worked didn't it?" He smiled shaking his head.

"I suppose it did." You two began talking and laughing and just getting to know each other. You soon found yourself at a table as you continued with your conversation.

"Okay but, im just saying if Strauss is anything like Vance, they would be perfect together." He laughed at this rather loudly, catching the eyes of a few people near by.

"That would never happen. If Vance is anything like Strauss they would drive each other crazy." You giggled softly. Soon it was time to leave, and Agent Hotchner, or Aaron as he had asked you to call him, offered to walk you to your SUV where the rest of your team was waiting. They all eyed you as this strange man walked you over, handing you a card and pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. You had blushed profusely and walked over, getting in the car.

"So y/n, whos the hottie?" Abby began interrogating you as soon as you shut your door.

"Thats Agent Hotchner. He's the Unit Chief of the FBI's BAU." You smiled to yourself.

"Must be an ass if he's from the FBI." Gibbs remarked, another scowl gracing his face.

"He was actually quite the gentlman." Was your only response before turning to look out the window. Gibbs was the one being an ass. You had just spent the night with a wonderful man and Gibbs just had to ruin it by spouting some snarky comment that only confused you more. The rest of the ride was spent in silence.

* * *

Once back at the office, Gibbs had called you to the elevator, not giving you a chance to respond. You had of course listened, and as soon as the doors shut, he had pulled the emergency button.

"What is it Gibbs?" You asked softly. He just walked closer to you, cupping your face. "What are you doing?" He leaned in slowly bringing his lips to yours.

And you had expected it to be perfect and explosive and passionate. But... it wasn't. He pulled away after only a moment.

"Hang on, let me try that again." And he leaned in once more, pressing his lips to yours. But once again, there was nothing. He pulled away.

"That was ... strange?" He asked, more to himslef than anything.

"I uh, that-that was-"

"Not what I was expecting." He finished for you.

"You know Gibbs, I've been pining over you for months, and I'm guessing you felt the same. But I think we both met someone else tonight that changed our minds." You recalled him spending the whole night side by side with the woman you had seen earlier. You smiled shyly at him. "Call that woman you were with tonight. Tell her you want to go out on a date." He smiled looking into your eyes.

"Only if you call Agent Hochie, or whatever his name was, and tell him the same." You laughed at not only his comment, but the absurdity of the situation. For the past 5 months you had been yearning for a man who ended up not being what you wanted at all. It made you think that maybe what you really wanted, what you both really wanted, was someone to love. So you latched on to the person who had become closest to you.

"I love ya y/n." He whispered as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"I love you too Gibbs. Now go get her." He stepped out of the elevator, pulling out his phone. You did the same, pulling out Aaron's card. It rang once. Twice.

"Hotchner." You giggled at his formal greeting. Taking a deep breath before going for it.

"Hey Aaron, I was just wondering if you were up for dinner?" He smiled.

"Of course. You know, I'm really glad you called."

"Me too." And you walked out of your office that night, a date with a man you had never expected, and a smile on your face.

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