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hi guys i apologize in advance for this ask, i really tried everything myself but i can’t seem to find this fic!! the problem is i’m looking for one specific scene and i’m unsure on all the other details of the fic. though i believe it’s a relatively popular fic, so i’m hoping it rings a bell. in the scene i remember, draco was being beaten up (?? (or harrassed)) by someone in his own home, i tried looking at the down and out draco tag bc it was a bad place. i have a feeling the person beating him up was his landlord, but i wouldn’t count on it. i’m pretty sure harry was an auror, and he comes to save him. i remember there being a hole in the wall and them being exposed to the elements?? god again so sorry about this i just wanted to get it out there in case anyone knows what i’m talking about. thank you soo much!!

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the hotel room ~ jschlatt

word count: 2341

request?: no

description: in which they stay in a $4k hotel room, so of course they have to put it to good use

pairing: jschlatt x female!reader

warnings: swearing, rpf, smut (fingering, oral m receiving, praising, unprotected p in v, lil bit of rough sex, multiple orgasms), yet another $4k hotel room fic

masterlist (one, two, three)

"You spent how much?!"

Schlatt merely smirked as he got out of the car he had rented for your Japan trip. You turned back to the huge hotel that stood before you. The look of it alone made you feel extremely poor, and now knowing how much he had paid for it made you feel unworthy of even being on the premises.

He opened the car door and nodded for you to get out. "Come on, we gotta see this fucker."

You followed him into the hotel, with Trevo following behind both of you with the camera in his hand. When you had asked him if he was staying in the same hotel on the ride over, he started laughing. Now you knew why that was his reaction.

The room was huge. Basically big enough to be an apartment. Which made sense because it was the price of rent for an average apartment in New York. Honestly, classifying this as a "room" felt like an understatement. You were almost afraid to touch anything because of how expensive it all felt.

Schlatt and Trevor filmed around the room ("Now it's a tax write off," Schlatt had joked) while you sat on the bed. Even though the room was so expensive it was intimidating, you had to admit it was the comfiest bed you'd ever laid on. Even better than your and Schlatt's shared bed back home. You had also noticed the bathroom, which had a huge walk in shower and a jacuzzi bath tub in the shower, and you were beyond excited to get to use it.

The video concluded with Schlatt showing Trevor the terrace. You followed them outside upon Schlatt's request to see the beautiful view. You were tucked against his side as Trevor shut off the camera. His hand was idly running up and down your arm, so that plus the welcoming heat from his body was starting to lull you to sleep. You had had a long day of travel and you wanted nothing more than to get a hot shower then slip under the covers of that super comfy bed.

"I'm gonna shower," you mumble sheepishly.

"Okay babe," Schlatt said, kissing the top of your head. "I'm gonna finish my beer with Trevor. I'll kick him out if you go to bed before he leaves."

You chuckled. "You don't have to do that, but if he is gone by the time I get out, then I'll see you tomorrow Trevor."

You shut the bathroom door then turned to the shower. You were expecting it to be extremely hard to operate, but you were surprised that it was a very simple, single shower handle. You turned it to nearly as hot as it could go and undressed. You closed the shower door and stepped under the hot water, signing in relief as the hot water hit your body. You washed your hair, letting yourself enjoy the water as you washed up.

The hot water steamed up the shower door enough that you didn't see the bathroom door opening and someone slipping in. You didn't hear the clothes hitting the floor either. When the shower door opened, you yelped. Schlatt chuckled as he slipped in behind you.

"Is Trevor gone already?" you asked.

"Yeah, he also wanted to get back to his hotel and go to bed." He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you flush against his chest. You tried not to notice his hard length pressing against your back. "Jesus, this shower is nice."

"It better be for $4000 a night," you said, leaning into his arms.

"You're not gonna let that go, are you?" he said with a laugh.

"Of course not! That's, like, the price of rent!"

You words were cut off by a gasp as Schlatt cupped your breasts. His fingers rolled one of your nipples between them as his lips lowered to your neck. You moaned as he nipped at the sensitive skin of your neck. It was getting harder to ignore the hard cock pressing against you.

"Have you washed yet?" he whispered in your ear.

"W-What? N-No."

You nearly whimpered as Schlatt pulled away, leaving you missing his body against yours. You watched as he picked up your body wash and squirted some onto his hand. He lathered up both hands and stood behind you again. His soapy hands cupped your breasts again, lathering them up in the sweet scented soap. One hand stayed massaging your breast while the other started moving down. It skimmed your stomach, moving in slow circles to keep lathering the body wash. He ran his soapy hand over one inner thigh, then over the other. Despite the hot water still running over you both, you were shivering with anticipating.

Two fingers ran through your folds before applying pressure to your clit. You moaned as Schlatt started rubbing agonizingly slow circles against your clit. His lips found their way to your neck again, kissing and biting you, undoubtably leaving marks. Your body jolted involuntarily and pressed your ass further against Schlatt. He groaned, his cock twitching against you.

"I think," he said, his mouth right next to your ear, "I should be very thorough in cleaning you."

And with that, he slipped a finger into you. You cried out in pleasure as he slowly fucked you with his finger. The palm of his hand pressed against your clit, picking up where his fingers had left off. You were quite literally putty in his hands. The hand on your breast moved to wrap around your middle, holding you up as your legs began to tremble.

"You gonna cum for me baby?" he asked. "I can feel you tightening around my finger. If I give you another one, will you cum for me?" You nodded, but he grabbed your chin and turned your head to look at him. "Use your words, toots."

"Yes!" you cried. "Yes, Jay. I'll cum for you!"

He smiled and slipped a second finger into you. It didn't take long for him to coax an orgasm out of you. You trembled in his arms, your walls spasming around his fingers. The sounds of your moans echoed off the bathroom walls. Schlatt whispered praises into your ear as you came down from your high. You whimpered as he pulled his fingers from you. He held his hand under the water, which had started going cold, to rinse your juices from them.

Schlatt reached past you to turn off the water. You turned to face him, almost immediately noticing he was still hard. You reached down to stoke his cock. He grunted as your hand touched his member. You pumped him a few times before moving to kneel, but Schlatt stopped you.

"Not here," he said, breathless. "Wouldn't want you to hurt those pretty knees on the tile floor."

He led you back into the room and sat you on the comfortable bed. Schlatt stood before you, stroking his cock as he looked down at you in admiration. He ran his free hand through your hair.

"Open."

You did as he commanded, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue. He smirked at you. "Good girl."

He smacked his cock against your tongue before slowly pushing it into your mouth. You wrapped your lips around him, keeping your tongue on the underside of his cock. He moaned as you took him as deep as you could go. You looked up at him, his head thrown back in pleasure, beads of water from the shower still dripping down your body. You felt yourself becoming wet (or rather wetter) between your legs at the sight alone.

He was slow and gentle as he fucked your mouth. He didn't want to accidentally gag you or hurt your jaw (it had happened before and he still felt immensely guilty for it). He wanted to savor the feeling of your warm, wet mouth wrapped around him, and the sight your beautiful eyes looking up at him. But god, he'd be lying if he said he didn't just wanna fuck your face until drool was running down your chin and he was shooting his load deep into your throat. You were so beautiful and perfect, and he just loved when he got to ruin you because you were his and his alone.

When the feeling of your mouth around him became too much, he pulled himself from you and said, "Up on the bed on all fours."

You wasted no time in doing what he said, a small smile on your face as you did. He chuckled to himself at your excitement as he climbed up onto the bed behind you. He put a hand between your shoulders, guiding you down onto the bed until your face was buried in the pillows and your ass was in the air, presented to him.

"The bed isn't against anything, so I can go as hard as I want without worrying about the headboard," he said, running his cock through your folds in a teasing way. "If I go too hard, you'll tell me, right?"

"Yes sir," you said, your words muffled by the bed sheets.

"What's the safe word, princess? I need to hear it before we start."

"P-Pineapples. Fuck, please fuck me, Jay. Please."

"Who am I to say no when you're beggin' all pretty for me?"

He pushed himself into you, filling you completely with one thrust. You cried out, muffling your noises with the sheets below you. As he started thrusting at a brutal pace, he grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled your head up from the bed.

"Don't you dare try to muffle those pretty noises," he growled. "I wanna hear how good I'm makin' you feel."

You had no intentions of holding back your noises, mainly because you didn't think you'd be able to. He had you so cock drunk that all you could focus on was the feeling of his cock abusing your g-spot. You gave him exactly what he wanted, your moans filling the room and mixing with the sound of his skin slapping against yours. Once you were able to focus on anything else, you had to admit you were impressed with how little the bed was moving even with Schlatt's roughest thrusts.

He let go of your hair, allowing your head to fall back onto the bed, to grab your hips with both hands. His fingers dug into the fleshy parts, definitely leaving more marks on you. Not that either of you minded. You loved when Schlatt marked you up. You wore the hickies that he gave you with pride, letting everyone know who you belonged to. With this new grip, though, he was able to pound into you harder, which you didn't think would've been possible. You cried out as you felt the familiar pressure building in your lower stomach again.

"Are you gonna cum again?" he asked. "Gonna cum all over this cock like a good girl, babe?"

"Y-Yes!" you cried. "Yes I'm gonna cum again. F-Fuck, it f-feels so g-good."

"That's it, baby, cum all over my cock. I'll give you want you want then, I promise."

He didn't have to do or say much else to get you to cum again. You were already on the edge of your orgasm, and you weren't sure you'd be able to stop yourself even if you tried. You gripped the sheets so tight in your hands that you could almost feel your nails digging into your palms through the fabric. You screamed Schlatt's name as your orgasm ripped through you, hitting you harder than your last one had.

Schlatt wasn't too far behind you, his thrusts growing sloppy and his cock twitching inside of you. He reached for your arms, pulling you up so that you were pressed against him once again. You turned your head to meet his lips as he thrusted into you one final time, spilling himself completely inside of you. He held you close, his body trembling from his own release. His hands wandered to and part of your body he could touch, until he finally settled on wrapping one arm around your waist and the other across your chest. He was whispering praises into your ear again as you both came down from your high.

Eventually, when he started to soften, he gently lowered you back onto the bed then pulled himself from you. You rolled onto your back, watching him as he disappeared back into the bathroom and came out with a wash cloth for you.

"I hope they don't charge for us using the fuckin' towels and cloths," he said as he passed you the warm cloth.

You giggled. "You already spent $4000, what's another couple dollars to clean up after sex?"

"I'll tell you one thing, this is the nicest fuckin' room I've ever had sex in. Nothing else will ever compare."

"You're right. We may as well just stop having sex once we leave this room."

He gave you a look. "Okay, I didn't say that."

You giggled again as he got into bed with you. He pulled you into his arms and pulled the covers up over the both of you. Your body immediately relaxed into his side, and into the most comfortable mattress you've ever laid on in your life.

It was silent for a moment, and you were starting to fall asleep, when Schlatt suddenly woke you by exclaiming, "There's a fuckin' button to close the blinds!"

You opened your eyes to watch Schlatt click a button next to the bed, and suddenly the large, black out blinds started to slowly draw shut on their own.

"Jesus, I fuckin' hate rich people," Schlatt muttered.

"And yet you're the one who booked this room."

"Okay, we've been over that. Time to move on."

You playfully stuck your tongue out at him before mumbling, "Goodnight, Jay."

"Goodnight, babe." He kissed the top of your head. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

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Backlash.

Requested: Yes

Pairing: Dominik Mysterio x Afro-Latina Reader

Word Count: 2341

Warning[s]: Just one curse word! That’s all.

Summary: You are a wrestler with ten years of experience and a friend of the Mysterio family. Dominik has a massive crush on you. He asks for your help with training before Wrestlemania Backlash.

A/N: I'm back and better than ever. I hope you all loved this! Sorry for the wait to the person who requested this.

Days before Wrestlemania Backlash Rey and Dominik Mysterio were declared the number one contender for the Smackdown Tag-Team Titles. They will face the current champions, Bobby Roode and Dolph Ziggler at the upcoming PPV. You could not be happier for the father-son duo. The past few years, you have gotten close to the Mysterio family. Coincidently, it was during the time Dominik began his professional wrestling career. You have seen improve so much from when he first got in the ring to today. Since you already had your match, you were sitting on one of the crates backstage, checking your phone. When you heard the familiar voices of Dominik and Rey, you slipped your cellphone in your jeans pocket and hopped off the crate.

“Hey, future champions.” You greeted them with a smile on your face.

Dominik let out a small chuckle, “Future champions? Already predicting the results of Wrestlemania Backlash?” He teased.

You shrugged your shoulders, “Only this match since I am not on the card. I have to live vicariously through my favorite father-son duo.” You were joking with them. Seriously, you were excited about the match. Rey and Dominik have the chance to make history if they win the titles. Also, it will be Dominik’s very first title reign.

“I hope we don’t disappoint you, Y/N.” Rey let out a laugh as well. He looked between you and Dominik. “I have to go call Angie. She wanted to talk to me about renovating our house.” You and Dominik looked confused. This is the first either of you have heard about them wanting to remodel their home.

“That’s the first time I heard anything like that, padre.” Dominik looked at Rey.

Rey looked at Dominik, “It’s something your mother and I just started to talk about.” He “subtly” signaled to his son. Maybe, it is something you were not supposed to notice. You ended up noticing it though. Is there something going on? You did not want to think they are hiding something for you. They are some of your closest friends. You decided to dismiss any thoughts you had. It is not anything important, right?

“Hasta luego, hijo and Y/N,” The man told the two of you abruptly before walking away. Rey was in a hurry. He must really have to talk to Angie about the renovation, right?

Now, you and Dominik were left alone together. “Are you excited for the upcoming PPV?” You nudged him a little bit.

“I am.” Dominik stated before he looked down at the ground for a moment. There is something wrong with him. It concerned you a bit.

“What’s wrong, Dom?”

Dominik looked up from the ground, “I am just not sure if I am ready yet.”

“Dom… don’t doubt yourself, okay? You are more than ready and for this.” You placed your hand on his shoulder, looking up at him. “I have seen you improve so much over the past two years. You are amazing in the ring. I know Rey is so proud of you.” A smile grew on his face as he listened to you.

“Thank you, Y/N. I really appreciate it. I do have to ask you something…”

You watched as Dominik grew shy. Honestly, you were not sure what to expect for him to ask you. “Yes?”

“I was wondering if you and I could train together? It will help me get ready for the PPV. You are the great, Y/N, after all.”

You felt your cheeks start to warm up just a bit. You are thankful for your brown skin. It helped masked the blush a little bit.  “I’m not that great. I just have ten years of experience.”

“Ten years is not anything to sneeze at. You are so talented. It would be an honor to have you train me.”

You smiled at Dominik, “Yes, I would love to train you, Dominik. I’m going to go easy on you.”

“I wouldn’t expect anything less.” Dominik grinned at her.

“Are you free on Tuesday? If so, let’s go to the Performance Center to train.” You suggested to him.

“I am actually. Tuesday is perfect. You got yourself a date, Y/N.” Dominik’s eyes widen when he realized how it sounded. Your heart skipped a beat when he called your training, “a date”.

“I-I’m sorry. I-I I did not mean it that way. Uh, I was confirming that we are going together. You know? I mean, it’s not like you wouldn’t be bad for anyone to date—”

A slight laugh fell from your lips, finding this adorable. “I know what you mean. Don’t apologize.” You assured him. “It’s a date,” You were sure it was just a mistake on Dominik’s part.

~~~~~

It was Tuesday. The day you and Dominik were going to meet up at the Performance Center. You were running a few minutes late because you overslept. When you pulled up to the center, you see Dominik waiting outside. Since it is early in the morning, you managed to find a parking space. You got out of your car, grabbed your bag, and rushed to the front of the building. Your hair flowed in the Florida wind as you ran over to him. He smiled as he seen you. Dominik greeted you with a hug.

You hugged him back, “Sorry, I am late. I overslept.”

“That’s okay. It was just a few minutes.” Dominik stated, casually. He pulled away from the hug.

“Are you ready to train?” You asked with a grin on your face.

“Ready as I will ever be, Y/N.” Dominik opened the door for you, letting you into the Performance Center first. He entered in right after you.

The training is going smoothly. Right now, the two of you decided to take a break. You have no doubts in your mind Dominik is going to do great. However, you cannot deny the chance to help your friend. You were sitting in the middle of the ring, sipping on your water bottle. Dominik stared at you from the other side of the ring. He was not very subtle about it. You closed the bottle as you looked over at him.

“What? Is there something wrong?”

Dominik was thrown out of the trance he was in, “Your water bottle is shaped weird.” Your eyebrows raised, looking at the bottle and back at him. He had a playful tone in his voice.

“Oh yeah? Those are fighting words. This bottle is expensive!” The bottle is not expensive. It was at an average price. You and Dominik joked like this, constantly. You set it down to the side, getting up from where you were seated in the ring.

“Well, let’s fight then.” Dominik joked as he got up.

The two of you began “fighting”. Dominik began tickling you. You let out a loud laugh. “You’re a cheater!” You exclaimed in between laughs.

“You’re the veteran here, Y/N.” Dominik joked as he continued to tickle you. An idea popped into your mind. You launched yourself at him. You and Dominik landed on the mat with you on top of him. Laughs fell from both of your lips.

“You got me,” Dominik stated while laughing.

“Yeah! I do.” You were still laughing to. Your laugh started to fade a bit as you both stared into each other’s eyes. His dark brown eyes are just so beautiful and inviting. He began to lean in to kiss you, and you did just the same. Your lips nearly brushed his when you were quickly reminded how wrong this would be. You are so close with the Mysterio family! How will they react? Then, you pulled away before you both could kiss.

“We should get back to training.” You began getting up. Dominik looked confused, but he nodded his head. Even though you both went back training, it was so awkward. Neither of you could handle it, so the training was cut short. You hightailed out of the performance center, getting into your car.

“Shit.” She huffed under your breath as you slammed your fist in the steering wheel.  Why did you have to make things so awkward?

~~~~

The night of Wrestlemania Backlash came. You avoided Dominik through the week.  Honestly, you did not know how to talk to him about this. You wrecked things by pulling away. What if he is mad? Avoiding him probably made things a whole lot worse. You were dressed up casually since you were not scheduled tonight. You felt a tap on your shoulder. When you turned around, you gasped when she seen Aalyah. It has been a while since you have seen her. You pulled her into a hug instantly.

“I can tell you’ve missed me,” Aalyah joked as you hugged her.

You nodded her head, “I really have. There is so much we need to catch up on.” You both pulled away from the hug.

“I couldn’t agree more, Y/N.” The two of you began walking down the hall together. The PPV hasn’t started yet. Rey and Dominik’s match is the third one on the card. It gives you ample amount of time to catch up with Aalyah and talk.

While the two of you were catching up, Aalyah decided to address the elephant in the room. “What is going on with you and Dom? He told me what happened.”

You looked down at the ground. This is the conversation you were dreading. However, you should have known this was going to happen.

“Y/N?” She looked at you.

A sigh fell from your lips as you looked at her, “I totally ruined it with him. I panicked when we were about to kiss. I was afraid of what your family would think because I have been so close with you all for such a long time now. I don’t want you all to think the only reason why I wanted to be friends with the family was to get to Dominik.”

Aalyah looked at you, “Come on, Y/N/N. You know way better to believe we’d think that. We’ve been friends for way too long to believe that was your intent. If you want to know, Dominik has a massive crush on you. He fell for you the first time he met you. He is going to be pissed I told you, but he should have said something a long time ago.” The young woman let out a slight laugh. A Cheshire grin formed on your lips, knowing Dominik feels the same way about you. You got to make this right.

“I doubt he is going to be pissed when he knows I feel the same way.” You slightly joked. He can’t be mad, right?

~~~~

You and Aalyah were sitting backstage, watching Dominik and Rey’s match. The two of you were on pins and needles now. The father and son tag-team had to dig deep in this match. It was a close one. Rey hit Bobby with the 619 and tagged in Dominik. He climbed on the top rope and landed a Frog Splash on Roode. (Eddie would’ve been so proud). He went for the pin. The referee began counting. Dominik got the three-count. You and Aalyah jumped up from your seats, screaming. You and Aalyah hugged each other before hurrying up to the guerrilla. The two of you managed to make it up there before anyone else. The father and son tag-team walked up the ramp. Dominik smile faltered a bit as soon as he seen you. He looked surprised to see you here.

Rey looked at Aalyah. The two of them began walking away. They know you and Dominik needed to talk.

“Congratulations, Rey.” You stated before turning to look at Dominik. “Hi, Dom. You did amazing. I told you that you could do it.”

Dominik grinned, “Thank you, Y/N/N for believing me.” He had his tag-team belt on his shoulder. There was an awkward silence between you two.

“I am sorry about the other day. I crossed the line, and I never intended on making you feel uncomfortable around me.” Dominik apologized as he looked at you. He looked into your eyes.

You looked up at him, “Don’t apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m sorry for avoiding you the whole week. It wasn’t anything you did. I was scared…” You began.

Dominik’s eyes furrowed in confusion. “Scared of what? Talk to me, Y/N. You know you can tell me anything, right?”

A sigh fell from your lips, “It’s stupid. I was worried your family might think I only became friends with them just to get to you.” You told him. Dominik eyes narrowed a bit. “I know, it doesn’t make any sense.”

A small laugh fell from his lips, “Not at all. They were waiting for the day you and I would get together. I’ve had a big crush on you since the first day we met, Y/N. I never said anything because I didn’t think I had a chance.” Dominik cheeks started to blush just a little bit as he said this. You couldn’t stop the smile from forming on your lips.

“Dom, you have always had a chance with me. I’ve liked you for a while now. As you know, I was nervous too.” You admitted as well.

Dominik’s beautiful brown eyes were staring into your eyes. He leaned in to kiss you. This time around, you didn’t pull away. You and Dominik kissed, and it felt right. This was meant to be.

“Finally! We’ve been waiting on this forever.” You and Dominik pulled away to see Rey and Aalyah standing there.

Dominik sighed, “Dad, come on. This was a moment with Y/N and I.” He pointed out to Rey.

“Not anymore. We have to celebrate winning the Smackdown Tag-Team titles and your relationship with Y/N finally blossoming.” Rey stated while Aalyah nodded her head.

“He’s right. This is night we have to celebrate.” You held Dominik’s hand.

“You are right about that one, beautiful.” Dominik agreed with you as you both began walking down the hall, following Rey and Aalyah.

[kamyru]

Hi! I see that you are on holidays and first I would like to wish you happy holidays and I hope you get all the rest you can get 😊

Second, I would like to request you a fic, do you remember my american oc Melyssa? I would like to request another fic, it would be like a follow-up of the first one I requested you. In this case, Melyssa is back again in Japan, and Shunichiro gaves her a major big proyect involving one of the most important and prestigious companies in Japan, and because of the very short deadlines to present the project and all the pressure the company is pushing on Addison & Rhodes, Melyssa starts to be stressed and it starts to affect her self-esteem. Shunichiro then surprises her very unexpectedly. If possible NSFW and some angst.

I will wait patiently, take your time 😘

Thank you ♥

Hi, @sekainoongaku! I can't believe that I finally am answering your request. It's like a year and a half since the first part with Melyssa and a year since you send this ask. Now, I'm actually going on another vacation, just like last year. I hope that you'll forgive me for taking so long to answer it and like the result. Enjoy! ❤️

Shun comforting a stressed MC (Shunichiro Tachibana x MC) (Scenario) (NSFW)

The first part

Summary: Shortly after returning from US, Melyssa has once again to feel how stressful her field of work can get. Thankfully, her boyfriend - Shun - is always ready to take care of her.

Words counting: 2341

Melyssa put the pillow on her face, trying to get rid of the light and the noise. A sudden touch on her neck made her uncover her face for a second. Meanwhile, Shun put their coffee on the bedside.

"It's already half a year since your return. Didn't you adjust to the time here? Is jet lag still bothering you?" the man asked while tickling her bare skin. When he touched a sensitive part, the pillow in Melyssa's hands flew straight into his face.

The girl lifted herself a little while the covers went down her bare body. She didn't care what her perfect chest did to her boyfriend's heart. Instead, Melyssa rubbed her eyes and ran her finger into her hair to understand in what state it was.

"Are you trying to romance me?" Shun asked playfully, with his fingers now under his girlfriend's chin.

Melyssa took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Her head hung in between her shoulders.

"If I wake up and continue that project, I can present it to Mr. Tachibana by noon. While I search for ideas, I can make a scheme for that new one. The project with Addison Creative is near its end, so I have only to tell the trainee to call the actress and then ask them the answer. If I do all of this… No, I also have a meeting for that new project and brainstorming. There'll be Kiriya too. I can't let him make fun of me again…"

"So, Asaoka is Natsume and I am Mr. Tachibana for you?" Shun teased Melyssa, squeezing her face in between his hands.

"Is it working?" the girl suddenly asked. When her boyfriend tilted his head in confusion, she explained: "To romance you. Is it working?"

Shun smiled. Instead of answering, he captured Melyssa's lips in his. His kiss was better than any coffee. The man felt his girlfriend's hands around his neck. Even if he wanted to prolong this feeling for as long as possible, he had heard her schedule. None of them could afford to take any longer. Melyssa dreamed about clearing her schedule as fast as possible to sleep longer. Shun wanted the same thing because the weight of the velvet box in his jacket gave him heart problems.

Just as she said that morning, Melyssa was in Mr. Tachibana's office by noon. From the look on her face and the state her makeup was on, Shun could tell that the mental schedule he had heard earlier wasn't as packed as her real one. Before giving his verdict, the man searched for something in his drawers. Taking out a pack of makeup remover wipes he asked Melyssa to come nearer. The sleep-deprived planner didn't have enough time to understand what was happening before Shun wiped away a few black stains under her eyes.

"I heard from our colleagues from States that you left a good impression there. I know that everyone expects the best from you, but you're also a human. Give you a little credit and stop stressing so much."

Melyssa let her boyfriend take care of her destroyed makeup. Yet, inside of her was a hurricane of unsaid words. All the challenging projects with the shortest deadlines were on her from the moment she returned. Her title of rising start grew into the one of a genius.

Everyone, from her colleagues to the clients, expected only the best from her. She couldn't let anyone down. Melyssa returned from the states with enormous popularity. So, she had to show everyone that she deserved that title. Melyssa also remembered Shunichiro's last words before her departure. He had said that he would officially make her his. She knew when it happened that rumors about her being unworthy of all the praises she got would arise from everywhere. So, she had to do everything possible not to give anyone a reason to think like this. And the only way to do it was to work, work, and work: smart and hard. Shunichiro was right about the importance of taking it easy. Yet, Melyssa didn't have the time for such a luxury.

The planner's thoughts were interrupted by her boss' words. "Lack of originality. Doesn't catch attention. Repetitive. Unworthy." There weren't the words that left Mr. Tachibana's lips. Yet, this was what Melyssa heard. Maybe her boyfriend used a friendlier way to express himself. But she didn't need anyone's friendliness. She needed to work. The company and the client chose her because they had faith that she would make a masterpiece in the shortest time. So, Melyssa had to do it. She returned as an executive director. She had to show everyone that she deserved it.

After Melyssa returned to her desk, the trainee in charge of the casting ran toward her to announce that the actress didn't want to take the work that wouldn't make her more popular. The planner was in the industry long enough to know that the success of the casting ran hand in hand with the person who was calling. Even if she didn't want to admit it, Melyssa's name weight more than the trainee's. So, she took the deal into her hands. In less than half an hour, the girl talked with all the actress' managers. Though, when she finally reached its destination, one of the most humbling experiences in the last years occurred:

"Do you know with whom are you talking, girl? Why do you even have my number? God, can you get rid of it? I don't want to have anything with you. What have you ever done in your life? Told a few inexperienced models how to smile with a bottle of sake in their hands? Don't call me ever again. Continue working in your dark and dusty office without any recognition."

Melyssa frowned. After the actress hung up, she called for the trainee and asked them to put that name on the dark list. She didn't want anyone to experience the same harsh words, especially when the list of suitable actresses was longer than her to-do list.

The planner let her head rest on the desk for a while. She didn't know how long it lasted. The thing that made her stay straight again was Kiriya's pile of documents that appeared in the closest proximity to her ear.

"Are you alive?" the copywriter asked, gently swinging her chair. "I was just meditating," Melyssa hummed in response.

"Are you trying to reach the inner Melyssa who has better ideas than you?" the teasing continued.

Usually, the planner would give an equally mischievous replay. Yet, in her state, Kiriya's words resonated with her insecurities. The fast glance toward her colleague wrist watch made her jerk. She had to talk with Mr. Araki. The CEO of Addison Creative was waiting for her, and Melyssa knew it. However, another thing she knew was that out of all the people in the building, Jun was the harshest. Was she in the right state of mind to face him? She knew better than to answer affirmatively at this question. So, Melyssa tried everything to postpone their meeting. It worked till it didn't.

The next day, even before the planner reached her desk, Mr. Araki was there. Melyssa bumped into the glass wall when she turned back to avoid him. Yet, the worried cries of her colleagues caught Mr. Araki's attention. And there they were, face to face. The man didn't have to say a thing for Melyssa to understand that everything was worse than she had thought. A heavy roll of documents hit her chest.

"I expected more from you. You are worse than you were when you left."

And Mr. Araki left. The documents that he gave Melyssa nearly reached the floor. However, an elegant long hand caught them. Shun placed them on his girlfriend's desk and patted her, encouraging Melyssa to walk towards her place. The gentle pat on her back made the planner bite her lip. A strained smile appeared on her face.

"It's okay," Mr. Tachibana whispered into Melyssa's ear. "Let's drink a coffee together," he offered.

The man didn't let his girlfriend use the excuse of just beginning the workday. He nearly kidnapped her from her department and took her to the roof.

"Spill it," when Melyssa avoided looking into his eyes, Shun continued. "Your heart. Spill everything that is bothering your heart. I am here to listen to how harsh your colleagues are and how you don't want to work with Araki on the nearest two thousand projects. I will be near you and nod on every word you let out," he continued to encourage his girlfriend with a hand on her head.

At first, Melyssa chose to stay silent. Then, an avalanche of words threatened to escape her lips.

"I don't want to let anyone down. But I have so much on my plate. Clients and colleagues expect me to do everything perfectly from the start. But I can't. I don't know how to be perfect. I know how to work hard. Why can't I be like you? I don't want to let you down and hear how people say that I'm not worthy by your side."

Shun didn't do as he promised. The words Melyssa said were too harsh to be accepted. Instead, he hugged her tightly against his chest. What if her mascara remained on his snow-white shirt? He didn't care. Mr. Tachibana was ready not to be considered perfect if that made his girlfriend happy. He didn't even understand why she thought of him so highly. It was her who was fantastic. So what if she made a few mistakes? It was perfectly normal.

"Wanna remember school and run away from work?" he said jokingly, with her face between his hands, already knowing the answer.

Melyssa shook her head. She had work to do and couldn't afford to let the tomorrow Melyssa suffer even more. Yet, Shunichiro's words made her smile.

"Let's go home earlier today. What do you think?"

Again, Melyssa shook her head.

"I can't go earlier. But I can work only an hour more. What do you think if I work an hour over the schedule and we go home?"

Shun smiled. At least it wasn't an all-nighter. The man nodded and kissed his girlfriend's forehead. They had ten more hours till cuddling together.

However, Shun's plans were destroyed again. After ten hours, Melyssa wasn't cuddling with him. With messed-up makeup, bags under her eyes, and a pouty face, she was still irresistible.

"It's working," Shun said between laughs. The frown between Melyssa's brows made him explain himself. "Do you remember when I asked about romancing? It is always working. You don't even know what you do to me."

Slowly, Shun leaned toward MC. His hand put a strand of Melyssa's hair behind her ear while she let him press her against the mattress. Her hands pulled Shun closer to her. After everything that had happened, she needed to feel every part of him. Shun also wanted to comfort every centimeter of his lover's body.

"I won't let you do anything today. Just enjoy the pleasure I give you," Shun said while his hand made their way toward Melyssa's thighs.

Slowly, Shun's lips follow his fingers, not forgetting to place a kiss on every part of Melyssa's body while undressing her. His arousal started to affect his nerves when the zip on his girlfriend's skirt challenged his patience.

"I think you'll have to change the zip," he said after getting rid of the clothing.

Shun's mouth left bruises on Melyssa's thighs while his fingers teased her clit without removing her panties. When he felt his girlfriend annoyingly pressing her heels on his back, he knew that it was time to start "working".

In a second, Melyssa's lingerie was on the other side of the room while Shun's lips were between her legs. With feather-like kisses, he started to tease his lover. A smirk appeared on his face, and he inserted a finger in her vagina. Thrusting slowly, Shun's lips glued to her clit. Melyssa's hands ran into his soft locks, pressing him harder against her. The man took it as an invitation to add another finger while a moan tickled his ears. He wanted more of this. So, his speed slightly increased. In between kisses and sucks, Shun took out his fingers to insert them again faster. Soon, Melyssa's lips were letting out symphonies for her lover. Shun was sure that he could cum on her moans alone. When he felt her legs shivering around him, he took out his fingers, letting Melyssa grunt. After enjoying her pout, Shun inserted his tongue instead. This time it didn't take Melyssa more than two minutes to reach her high. Her thighs tightened around Shun's head. He left his position and kissed his lover, letting her taste herself on his lips.

After Shun and Melyssa broke their kiss, she whispered:

"I finally understood what my idea for that project lacked."

"Does it mean that the physical pleasure gives you inspiration?" Shun asked while kissing Melyssa's head.

The girl didn't answer. She just hummed. When her boyfriend towered above her again, Melyssa's big eyes pierced deep into his soul, making his heart reach an unhealthy speed. Instead of disheveling her, Shun placed the sweetest kiss on her lips.

"Sleep. You need to relax. Maybe you'll find inspiration in your dreams."

"If I dream about you, Shun, then you can be right," were the last words Melyssa said before falling into a deep sleep.

Shun tightened his grip on his girlfriend. He pressed her head against his chest while his eyes were attentively looking at his white ceiling. However, all he could see was the shape of the ring he had bought for Melyssa. Waiting for her to finish all those challenging projects was for Shun just as hard as it was for Melyssa. Yet, the girl had no idea why it had such an effect on her soon-to-be fiance.

[ladyeliot]

Before we go (Part three)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 4

Pairing: Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Summary: Your company has sent you to Boston to close a deal on the same day you have the most important date of your life at night in New York. Things get complicated, you can’t return to New York and you have to spend the night in Boston with a complete stranger.

Warning: Fluff and a bit angst.

Word count: 2341

Notes: Sorry for my spelling and grammatical mistakes, English is not my native language, I am learning.

Over time life had made you learn many things, all of them based on bad choices that had led you down the wrong paths, yet inside you didn't regret any of them. You learned that when you love someone, or when you think you love them, you open the door to suffering, that was one of the sad truths you had found out. You assume that your heart may possibly end up breaking into a thousand pieces, or on the contrary, you may break that person's heart. Either way, you know that you will never be able to see yourself the same way again, because a new learning will stick with you. That is one of the risks that all of us who bet on love must take.

Perhaps things had not gone in the best possible way, but what you knew at that moment was that the banks of the Charles River created a magnificent scene, which you could spend hours contemplating. The night of a new day was before you, your walk was slow, there was no longer any hint of haste within you, only the reflection of a disappointment that you wanted to consciously erase.

Your companion took up his position next to you, who tried at all times to erase your negative thoughts from your mind by asking you noncommittal questions or telling you anecdotes that involved him in that city.

"Are you really telling me?" you asked, plucking a flower you had just picked.

"I promise, I promise," he insisted with a slightly embarrassed smile on his lips. "I was about seven years old when it happened."

You smiled and shook your head, dropping the flower completely stripped of its petals from your hands. Silence once again invaded your space, but it was no longer as comfortable as it had been at the beginning, nor did it last long, the riverside was a place where you could find anything. A warm composition of notes that connected perfectly reached your ears, coming from the inside of a saxophone, both of you could not avoid directing your gazes towards the man who was in charge of putting the soundtrack to the lives of the people who passed by.

Your footsteps paused for a moment, enjoying the surround sound, which was the perfect complement to the scenery, and even if it didn't seem so to you, to the scene you were living.Chris reached into his pocket and pulled out a note, which he dropped onto the hat of the gentleman prostrate at his feet, who thanked him with a tilt of his chin.

"Small gifts Boston offers you," he said, returning to your side.

"I must agree with you," you smiled as you enjoyed your surroundings.

"Really?" he asked in surprise, eliciting a small chuckle from you. "Wow..."

Minutes enveloped you, but again you went on your way. Each of you was there for a specific situation, you had your own situation that was more than partly solved, but he was still by your side, not facing his own, which made you curious.

"Can I ask you a question?" you said cautiously.

"Please," he said.

"Can I ask you what happened?" your words sounded cautious. "With the girl."

You felt him catch his breath, surely he was expecting it, especially after we'd been together for more than three hours without you asking him about it.

"Lana," he began, "was a great childhood friend. We did everything together, hung out at each other's houses, you know." He paused. "Things started to evolve, we started dating, she had always supported me in the decisions I made, but one day everything changed." Chris walked looking straight ahead. "I guess new obligations came along, new plans for the future where we weren't connected and that led to each of us being on different levels," he shrugged. "Obviously these things happen, you can't always end up with your childhood sweetheart."

You expressed what you felt after listening to him through a wistful smile, connecting for a moment your gazes. His words professed that he still had feelings for this girl, it was completely evident to anyone who had listened. Sadly for you it felt as if there was some similarity in your stories, as if an outside force would not allow you to maintain a stable relationship with the one you loved.

"And tonight she''s having her engagement party," you reminded yourself.

"That's right," Chris let out another sigh.

"And you came all the way to Boston for nothing?" you subtly rebuked, not understanding what he was doing there with you and not showing up at that party to win back the love of his life.

"What do you mean?" he asked looking at you somewhat confused.

"I don't know, weren't you supposed to be a superhero? You told me that yourself at dinner," you said comically in a serious tone. "Do you think Captain America would let someone else take his girl?"

Your words drew a small chuckle from inside him, but then he shook his head.

"Are you suggesting that I should show up at the party, grab Lana in my arms and run out of there?" he suggested with an arched eyebrow, and you shrugged.

"I'm suggesting that if you're here for something, just ask yourself why and if you're going to regret not doing it later," those words came from deep inside you. "Don't let it slip away."

Perhaps it was those last words that hurt you the most, for you did it once, you let it slip away, not knowing what it would lead to until after a while, time evidently put all things in their place, and it put them in your place. Chris stopped his steps for a moment, you turned to him, he kept his life a little lost, but on his face shone a smile, he turned his gaze to yours and reached out his hand for you to take it.

"Come on," he said confidently.

"What?" a naive little laugh escaped your lips as you looked at his hand.

"Come on, let's go!"

The instant you took his hand you both broke into a sprint, dodging people, crossing the road without cars having stopped, keeping your heart rate at its maximum, running through alleyways to close the gap. You braked hard for a moment, "wait a minute," you brought your hands to your heels, undoing the heels that were preventing you from running faster, "are you crazy?" Chris hesitantly smiled and took the heels in his hands, "let's go!

You had no idea where you were headed, but what you did know was that it was one of the things you needed most, to feel the wind crashing against your face, to hear your breathing speed up next to his, to release all the adrenaline you had hidden inside you and to feel his fingers clinging to your hand tightly. That spirit that drove you to do things without warning, without thinking too much, to do crazy things came back after years hidden inside you.

"We... we're almost there," he said nearly breathlessly, causing you to give one last sprint. "Are you all right?"

You nodded without barely uttering a single word, for if you did you would surely lose what little air you held in your lungs. Federal style buildings accompanied you at all times, your surroundings seemed to slow down, it seemed as if you had drifted into a peaceful slumber, for in life you would have thought you would end up running with a stranger totally barefoot through the streets of Boston in the wee hours of the morning with barely a penny in your pocket and no idea where you were going.

Chris stopped in the middle of the pavement, in front of a large red brick building fully lit with antique lanterns that added a picturesque touch to the scene.

"This is it," he muttered to himself.

He turned to you and bent down to help you put on your heels, laughing at the situation on the soles of your feet.

"They've had worse," you said, downplaying the situation. "Have you thought about what you're going to do?"

"I think so," he said getting back to his feet.

You looked around, just behind you were small steps that offered the entrance to one of the Victorian style houses that complemented the Beacon Hill neighbourhood.

"Alright," you nodded offering him an encouraging smile. "I'll be waiting here if you need me."

"No," he frowned, shaking his face. "Come with me."

After his answer you arched your eyebrows and looked at your attire, it was practically 19 hours since you had left your house, the attire was formal enough for a work meeting, but not for a party of that style, besides you really needed a shower.

"I'd really rather wait for you here and..."

"You're the one who gave me the idea and prompted me to come, so you're coming with me," Chris approached you and grabbed your arm, begging you with his eyes to come inside. "I promise we won't be long. Besides, you look great."

You assumed that last compliment was an incentive for you to accompany him, but after analysing the look in his eyes, it was impossible for you not to accept his request. The atmosphere was exquisite, but the discomfort was present not only in you, but also in your companion whom you had seen like this before. The lift took you to the rooftop, where the festive atmosphere enveloped each of the people chatting and dancing entertainingly under the spotlights. Your hands connected again as you wove through the crowd, Chris trying to catch a glimpse of someone who looked familiar, but failing to do so on his own.

"Chris?!" a female voice came from behind you, causing him to turn around.

It was only a few seconds before you discovered in the blue eyes of your companion who the young woman who had appeared before you was, it was her, Lana.

"I thought you weren't coming!" the two of them embraced and you just offered them some distance, with a shy smile of joy. "It's so good to see you."

As if they hadn't seen each other for years they began a conversation in which they both never stopped smiling at any moment, you could barely hear them over the noise of the music, but you guessed what they were both saying to each other.

"This is Y/N," Chris said pulling you out of your thoughts, Lana smiled and you both kissed each other on the cheek.

"Nice to meet you," she said smiling.

" Nice to meet you too," you added, sharing her joyful expression.

The minutes passed and you waited curiously for Chris to present some option on the table that would make the two of you go and have a quiet chat somewhere out of the way, but the moment didn't come, as they said goodbye without further ado, leaving you a little confused. Just as you had come up, you found yourself in the lift going down, your nerves seemed to have faded, and your ears had exchanged the indie music for absolute silence. You watched him out of the corner of your eye, he seemed to be in a down mode, perhaps pensive, the worst thing is that you knew how he might be feeling right now, so you decided to give him his space.

Once again you found yourselves tackling the picturesque streets of Beacon Hill, with no apparent fixed direction, two people, side by side facing each other, moving at a slow pace. The last thing you wanted to do at that moment was to upset him, but you felt a little responsible for how he was feeling, since the bright idea of encouraging him to do this had been yours, but you didn't know what had happened to make him feel that way. Nor did you know how to act, until a unique opportunity presented itself before your eyes.

You stopped your steps, causing Chris to turn his face towards you, and made your way towards a pay phone just off the roadway. You took the receiver in your hands and gave him a glance with a raised eyebrow, finally catching a soft look of joy on his face, almost regretfully he approached you.

"What date would you like to call?" you said as if you were the one in charge of the phone dialling. "Maybe your six hours ago self to warn him of a very strange young lady he's going to meet at the train station and that he'd better not think of going near to talk to her?"

You caused Chris to look you intently in the eye and with a sigh he picked up the handset, dialed a few keys, you barely noticed what they were because you were lost in his gaze.

"Chris! Hey! It's me, you," he kept looking at you, "listen, tomorrow you're going to travel to Boston, you know why, Lana's engagement party, well, before you go, a series of events will happen, crazy events," he gave you a soft smile. "Well, you'll see Lana, you'll talk to her, you'll laugh with her and you'll say goodbye to her, that's all, in those moments you'll realize that the past is the past, she's happy and you're happy, that's... that’s all that matters."

Without taking his eyes off you, he took the receiver away from his ear and hung it up, releasing the air in his lungs. You both stared at each other in silence for a few moments, until you decided to offer him your hand as he had done before.

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[cabinofimagines]

Ahh I love the reactions so much !! Can you please do the boys reactions to a first date or maybe doing a big school project ?! Thanks LYSM 💖

Went for the big school project :) also didn’t know how many ‘boys’ did you want on the request so I just went with the basics lmao -Danny

Jason:

He’s a control freak but in a good way, has everything planned out from start to end on the very first afternoon he’s given the project. It looks like things get done by themselves and that Jason isn’t even that worried. In reality, though he’s made like 2341 mistakes and has to start over like three times before it looks exactly how he wants it to look.

Percy:

Homeboy is trying. He swears he wrote down the notes somewhere on his notebook but they’re gone??? He spends like five hours in front of the computer and yet he makes progress of like .2%, there’s food everywhere, he can’t do homework without snacks. In the end, he still gets a pretty good note and moves on to the next thing. Ask him what he did the day after he delivered it and he already forgot. The notes were scribbled at the back of his chemistry book.

Frank:

Starts knowing zero shit about the project, brings half of the library back home to review and take notes, he doesn’t trust Wikipedia, does everything the old way. Really likes to use highlighters and post-its bc they cheer him up. He’s the only one to actually learn the subject. 

Nico:

He couldn’t care less, all he wants is a nap. He’ll pay you good money if you do the project on your own, or food. He’ll pay for your silence however you want, he’s rich. He studies his part the night before and gets an A+ he’s the kind of kid who doesn’t study for the test and still gets a higher note than you.

Or, in the weird days he does want to do the project, he refuses your help, doesn’t want you close, don’t even dare to breathe too close to his notes or he’ll cut you. If this project isn’t up to his expectations he’ll tear it apart without asking and insist that the next one will be better. He’s always right.

Leo:

This guy is a control freak but on the chaotic side. He has notes all right, but they’re scattered and make no sense unless you know morse code or whatever it is that thing he calls his ‘handwriting’ you see him procrastinating 80% of the time doing little trinkets or fixing stuff. One day you wake up and everything’s done. Perfectly organized and with a -shockingly- good handwriting. There are no mistakes. The teachers hate this because they don’t have an excuse to call him out on his class clown behaviour. He’s a class clown with brains, they can’t touch him.

[ao3feed-todoroki]

NatShig Request

NatShig Request by piles of snow

The raspy voice caught Natsuo off guard, and he had to think about the question for a minute. He let out a slight laugh while answering, playful eyes darting over to Tomura. "All about the hypotheticals, are you?" Natsuo replied, leaning forward to place his elbows on his knees.

Tomura smirked softly, causing Natsuo to look away from him with a slight blush. The gamer only scoffed sportively before responding. "I'm actually quite the realist. It's a serious question, Dumbass."

Words: 2341, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Requests

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Toga Himiko, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Todoroki Natsuo

Relationships: Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko/Todoroki Natsuo, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Todoroki Natsuo, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko

Additional Tags: Mentioned Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Mentioned Todoroki Shouto, Mentioned Todoroki Fuyumi, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor's Bad Parenting, Natsuo is Endeavor's successor, Dabi | Todoroki Touya is a Little Shit, Good Sibling Todoroki Natsuo, Good Sibling Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Doctor Todoroki Natsuo, kind of, he wants to be a doctor but isn't technically one yet

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32003953

[sara-plus-h]

The most effective method to begin with your first 4D ticket

After our amateur's manual for Toto prior, here is an acquaintance on how with begin on 4D. Most individuals typically buy 4D and Toto together since the results are reported on various days. In any case, there are some who prefer one over the other relying upon the fact that it is so natural to win. Peruse on to see whether you have a preference for 4D or Toto. Perhaps you may discover your luck better with one than the other!

Some say that the expense of buying Toto is a lot lesser since the cost is really standard. Additionally, the odds of coordinating with 3 numbers to win a little prize are very high as the prize cash is frequently isolated by different winners. In any case, 4D additionally enjoys its own benefits: contingent upon how you buy your ticket, you might even expand your own odds of winning!

Rules of the Game

Essentially pick four digits to shape a number from 0000 to 9999, and place a minimum bet of $1 or more.

Draws will be picked each Wednesday, Saturday and Sunday. There will be 23 arrangements of winning numbers for each draw and your prize cash relies upon which prize classification your number falls under, just as the alternatives you have selected in your ticket.

You will pick assuming you need to place a Big or Small bet with each bet placed. In the event that you place a Big bet, you will win a prize if your 4D number shows up in any prize classification.

Notwithstanding, on the off chance that you decide to place a Small bet all things being equal, you will possibly win a prize if your 4D number shows up in the main three prize classifications. The motivator of buying a Small bet is that your prize cash gets increased in the event that you match any of the main three numbers. You can buy both Big and Small bets for a similar number too. (Allude to number 3 in picture)

To win a prize from coordinating with the winning number, the succession of the numbers is significant. For instance, on the off chance that you buy the numbers 1234, and the winning numbers are 2341, you won't win a prize except if you match the specific numbers in the specific succession.

Nonetheless, in the event that you select the iBet choice, you will win a little prize for this situation. In any case, note that checking the iBet choice expands your odds of winning, so even in the event that you end up coordinating with the specific numbers in the specific arrangement, the prize cash will be a lot lesser than it would be had you not genuinely look at the iBet alternative. The distinction could be up to two or three thousand dollars for a minimum bet of $1, in this way a few group would prefer to buy two arrangements of precisely the same numbers (one with iBet, and one without). Then again, you can likewise select the framework passage alternative beneath.

Framework Entry

For System Entry, you will likewise select four digits in a specific grouping. In any case, the bet cost will be duplicated by the number of mixes for your selection. This basically implies that you will buy more arrangements of mixes without choosing iBet (which diminishes your prize cash), yet each ticket will cost more as a result.

4D Roll

You can likewise buy 4D Roll with a minimum bet measure of $10. Just select three digits of your decision and one "moving digit". This "moving digit" can address any number from 0 to 9, however the request for the numbers matters too with regards to coordinating with the winning number.

QuickPick

Presently, when it comes down to picking the numbers, most individuals reliably pick significant numbers, for example, a birthdate, commemoration date or vehicle plate number. In any case, on the off chance that you have no numbers as a top priority, selecting the QuickPick alternative permits the framework to advantageously produce a bunch of numbers for you.

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Photography Service in Chicago, IL

Hiring a professional real estate photographer can help you sell properties faster. Did you know that homes with top-notch photography can be sold more quickly? If you are looking for one of Chicago’s finest in this frontier, Palo Dobrik Photography should be on top of your list. Top-Notch HDR Photography Service in Chicago Questions like "Where can I find a home for sale photographer near me?" Should not be tough to answer. Since their establishment 11 years ago, Palo Dobrik Photography has always made themselves available seven days a week, serving the Greater Chicago Area and Kenosha County. Palo Dobrik Photography helps clients produce astoundingly clear images of their real estate through top-notch HDR (high dynamic range) photography. It is a photography technique that combines multiple exposures of a scene, resulting not only in a crisp image but one that has a vibrant color and balanced light as well. HDR photography is highly effective in showcasing the best aspects and features of different architectural spaces. Over the past decade, Palo Dobrik Photography has mastered this craft, leaving scores of clients 100% satisfied with their output. Their wide-ranging packages cover basic HDR photoshoot (for homes under 1,500 sq. Ft.), premium GDR photoshoot (for homes with a 1,501 to 3,500 sq. Ft. Area), and deluxe HDR photoshoot (for homes with a 3,501 to 5,500 sq. Ft. Area). They also have additional packages for larger homes or if you want to have your property shot at twilight. Pre-shoot and re-shoot services can be availed separately. Taking Your Home Showcase To New Heights Palo Dobrik Photography has not only built a name in capturing still images of several types of property. As one, if not the leading real estate videographer in the area, they can also display the interior and exterior details of your home in video format. An innovative home for sale videographer Chicago, they also provide aerial photography and videography at exceptional prices. This gives potential buyers a better view of your home and surrounding areas. By providing a bird’s eye view tour of your property, you can further increase your chances of selling off your real estate. Highly attentive to details, Palo Dobrik Photography also offers special effects and retouching services. You can request your final output to feature blue skies for a livelier vibe or ask to reduce glare on windows to highlight exterior views. If you want to add fire to a fireplace, they can also do an outstanding job. Custom watermarks and other retouching services are also separately available. Palo Dobrik Photography also allows clients to liven up empty spaces through their virtual staging services. You can virtually spruce up vacant rooms and areas to make your property more appealing to buyers. Hire The Best Home for Sale Photographer in Chicago If you are selling a property, getting help from a real estate photographer can up your chances of making a quick close. Book Palo Dobrik Photography’s services by calling or sending a message to 760 216 2341. Learn more about their next business day delivery here: https://www.palodobrik.com.

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Photography Service in San Diego, CA

Selling off a property entails not just doing home renovations or improvements. If you wish to do a quick close, producing top-quality images courtesy of a real estate photographer is a must. Palo Dobrik Photography, a leading home for sale photographer in California, has helped clients from different backgrounds sell their properties quicker than usual. If you want to boost real estate sales, here’s why you need to enlist professional documentation services. They highlight the best features of your property. You can’t sell a home with just a captivating copy. You have to pair it with images that highlight your real estate’s strongest selling points. The job of a home for sale photographer is to provide quality images to an industry that’s inherently visuals-heavy. Furthermore, these photos can’t only help you sell faster but also increase your selling price. They offer special photography service in San Diego, CA. It’s no secret how many advertising images are already touched up. If you want to attract buyers better (and consequently boost your sales), you need to hire a pro to remove imperfections and add details whenever necessary. Apart from retouching, real estate documentation experts, including a home for sale videographer Los Angeles, can also provide aerial services. This will help you provide a greater view of your property and the whole neighborhood as well. They save you time and energy. Whether you’re a realtor or a homeowner DIY-ing your way to making a close, you will save time if you hire a home photographer. They have the knowledge, skills, experience, and gadgets to make sure that your property is documented in the best way possible. By taking this more cost-effective route, you’re allowing yourself to achieve greater sales statistics. They help beef up your website and social media content. Promotional materials about real estate listings run aplenty on the web. If you want to stand out and supply your sites with high-quality assets, you should definitely consider hiring a pro. You can collaborate with him or her to tick off all the requires shots on your shot list. And as stated, you can also request for the images to be edited and make them more appealing without necessarily deviating from your property’s actual look. They boost your credibility. Many buyers claim that images are useful in investigating properties they want to purchase or invest in. If you’re wondering why many sellers ask questions like "Where can I find a real estate videographer near me?," it’s because this professional can help you produce material that can enhance your credibility. Once you’ve established yourself as a reputable seller, you can also expect to get more offers in the future. Have Your Property Documented By The Best Make real estate selling easier by showcasing your property through captivating images. Palo Dobrik Photography has over 11 years of experience and is considered a premier real estate photographer Los Angeles. To learn more about their competitively priced packages and next business day delivery, visit https://www.palodobrik.com. You may also get in touch via 760 216 2341.

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by JinxedAmbitions

It was an odd contract from the start, but Geralt hadn’t been expecting the Viscount de Lettenhove to make such a bizarre proposition when he arrived at the estate. Why anyone would request a witcher to pose for a portrait was beyond Geralt’s comprehension, but the coin was too good to turn down, and he wouldn't even have to wash the monster entrails out of his hair afterwards.

It was a dangerous proposition from the start. Jaskier was well aware that no self-respecting nobleman would invite a witcher to his home unless there was a monster inside it. However, since the death of his parents and the title of viscount being passed to him, Jaskier longed for the adventures he’d been unable to take due to his responsibilities. Witchers were the epitome of adventure, and Jaskier wanted to capture that on canvas. When none other than Geralt of Rivia arrived at his estate, Jaskier feared it was not his life he might lose at the hands of the witcher, but his heart.

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Julian Alfred Pankratz, Viscount de Lettenhove, requests Geralt sit for a portrait, but through the creation of a series of portraits, Jaskier sees the quiet soul beneath the witcher’s legend and falls hopelessly in love.

Words: 2341, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion

Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Slow Burn, Artist Jaskier, Explicit Sexual Content, This is going to be pretty soft, you all know there is going to be a nude portrait scene but we’re all going to have to work for it

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AC Repair Sunny Isles Beach

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Summers are starting to become longer and hotter. This is the reason why most homes have an AC system installed for the people to be able to bear the heat of the season. However, taking care of the AC system does not end after the installation. It takes a lot of effort and maintenance to make sure that it is in good condition. Having a contractor to do your air conditioning repair services will help in keeping it working properly for many years.

Finding the right company that you can count on to do the air conditioning repair services that you need might be confusing for some with the many firms offering this kind of service. You only need to take note of a few things when searching for an AC company. If you find the company that has all these, for sure, you have found yourself a partner that will keep your air conditioning system in tip-top condition.

Points to Ponder

The first thing to consider when looking for air conditioning repair services is the background of the company. Choose a firm that is credible and reliable. If your units are still under warranty, better go to the dealer to coordinate the repair. Aside from limiting your repair expense, they will be able to refer you to an accredited contractor. This will give you the assurance they are the best people for the job.

The next thing to consider is the kind of service that the air conditioning repair services company or contractor gives. Accredited contractors have to maintain a specific service level in order to keep their status that is why you can always expect only the best from these companies. Also, check on the kind of equipment that the company has. They must have the modern equipment that is needed to be able to maintain a high level of service.

Of course, all of us are getting conscious with the expenses that we make. Do not be afraid to request for a price quote on the air conditioning repair services that you will get. Also, compare rates with other contractors that can also give the same service. There must be a balance between the kinds of service that the contractor gives with the corresponding price. Other air conditioning repair services may ask for a ridiculously high rate but you cannot be sure with their service and the same goes to those who ask for a really low price but gives you and incomplete service.

Asking Around

Asking around for recommendations from your friends will help a lot in your search for the perfect air conditioning repair services contractor. Reading feedbacks online will also help you assess the kind of service that a certain company that you found online gives. Finding out first hand information about a contractor will help you weigh out if they are what you are looking for.

You can go DIY when it comes to air conditioning repairs. However, since this also involves a bit of electrical work, it is best to leave this work to the professionals. They have the experience and the know-how in fixing stuff like this. You would not want to risk the safety of your property and the lives of your loved ones just so you can save a few dollars on repairs. Finding the air conditioning repair services contractor that has all the characteristics mentioned will help you maintain your AC system and make it last longer without giving you headaches.

When you are in need of ac repair in Sunny Isles Beach, you need to call an expert team to assure the problem is fixed right the first time. With the harsh summer heat in Florida, air condition repair is a must in order to stay cool.