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tenjikyu · 11 months ago

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𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯' 𝘺𝘰𝘶 - 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ bonten!mikey x male!rockstar!reader , reader plays guitar in a band , reader dresses more grunge as that’s the bands theme , think nana osaki from nana bc she’s the inspo for the fic , very lighthearted, tryna let poor bonten!mikey catch a break , slight sexual references but nothing actually happens , bonten is a lil ooc bc they all act like family but it’s okay bc it’s bonten.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ SLIGHT SPOILERS FOR BONTEN ARC, NOT REALLY BUT WARNING JUST IN CASE. (honestly it’s not spoilers at all bc it’s pretty fanon in comparison to the canon bonten timeline.)

“cmon mikey, get outta the apartment for once in your life that isn’t to go to headquarters!” rindou pouts at his boss.

manjiro really didn’t know what he expected when he decided all the executives should move into a massive penthouse together. sure it was good for his health to be around others and not coop himself up in agony, but he didn’t exactly like the idea of being dragged out whenever his lackeys felt like it.

“not intrested, leave me alone.” manjiro says, attempting to make his way to his bedroom. to go see a band he rarely listened to? who goes to a concert when you don’t give a shit about them to begin with?

sure he’s heard all about the gorgous female lead singer and the hot as fuck guitarist. (Y/N), right? manjiro couldn’t remember nor did he really care to.

“but i bought us all front row tickets to see Black Rose so we could witness how hot Hiroko Asato issss” ran attempted to persuade the stubborn bonten leader.

it wasn’t working.

“i’m looking forward to seeing her outfits up close. from what i’ve heard, she wears pure designer.” kokonoi adds onto the conversation.

“cmon mikey, it’s only one night. if you hate it that much i can drive you back to the penthouse.” kakucho, ever the resolver, bargains with the pouting leader.

“…” manjiro stays silent. ‘it’s just one night i guess, plus it means that i’d have them off my ass for at least a month’ he reasons with himself.

“alright, let’s get going then.” he says, the rest of the executives silently fist bumping the air rn.

the wait to get into the stadium was a bitch, however with a little bit of force, the bonten executives managed to get inside ahead of time.

koko ordered the drinks, kakucho and mochi reserved the spots and the haitani brothers were chatting up some vip ladies in scandalous dresses. meanwhile mikey is . . .

umm . . .

wait.

“oh, hey! are you lost..?”

you do your best to keep cool with the fact that the leader of the biggest mafia syndicate in japan was in your personal changing room.

“the show doesn’t start for another 2 hours, can i help you to your seat? i wouldn’t mind.” you offer, keeping careful of how you talk.

the hotshots of bonten’s identities had been long revealed to the public, however people were too afraid to really report their whereabouts to authorities. many stories of people who had revealed their location that day were swiftly eliminated, even before the news of their position were made public.

and so, knowing that the tatoo on this rather depressed looking man’s neck was a bad sign, you decided to just adhere to whatever he might need.

you were already dressed, the iconic vivienne westwood jewellery hanging from every inch of your body. each member of your band had a significant brand to them, so it wasn’t uncommon for you to be seen decked out in the iconic space themed jewellery. you had always loved the style, and it seemed the mafia boss was equally as intrigued in your designer pieces. you even had their logo imprinted onto your guitar.

“no, i’m okay.” manjiro only replied, his eyes not leaving the necklace that rested gently on your chest.

he didn’t really know why he snuck into the private quarters of the band. perhaps it was to escape his ever-so-annoying underlings?

or perhaps, a little part of him wanted to catch a glimpse of you.

apart from the obvious favourite of the band, the lead singer AS well as the only girl in the band, you were a favourite among listeners.

you had women and men alike screaming your name and begging for skin-on autographs. despite being a dude yourself, you had other guys begging you to sign their tailbone (which you had to politely decline).

manjiro understood why, as you were definitely easy on the eyes. your amazing sense of fashion and your toned body didn’t help.

“uhm.. are you feeling okay? you seem a bit dazed.” you question. in reality, the man was just dead on staring into your soul, scaring the living shit outta you.

“yes, i’m alright.” he finally responds.

. .

. . .

“here, take a seat.” you finally break the silence. why was he here? you didn’t think that a guy like him would have time to sit around some flashy concert. sure, you were a big band but let’s be real, shouldn’t he be at his headquarters shooting peoples heads in?

alas, you knew better then to question it.

and so, you order in some glasses of alcohol and begin chatting. you spoke about your career, how your band came to be and about dreams.

you aren’t entirely sure why you were discussing this sort of shit with a random mafia leader who could probably give less then a shit about you, however he seemed almost enamoured with your conversation.

you felt bad for talking his ear off, especially since you now only had about 45 minutes till showtime and you STILL hadn’t tuned your guitar, however he didn’t seem to care.

everytime you stopped talking, manjiro almost.. glared? at you? as if he was offended that you stopped talking.

unbeknownst to you, manjiro loved listening to you talk. the way you worded things and your voice overall was heavenly to his ears.

the piercings that decorated your skin were appealing to the man. the chain from your ear to you lips especially looked so… attractive to him.

“(Y/N) C’MON, WE’RE ON IN 10” you could hear toru, your drummer, scream out to you.

“SHIT! MY GUITAR” you freaked. HOW did you forget your guitar??

“i’ll come visit after the show.” manjiro says, exiting the room.

“oh, oka-“ before you had the chance to finish your sentence, he vanished.

well, now you couldn’t WAIT for the show to finish!

after the show had ended, you packed up the rest of your gear. your manager had popped in and taken your stage clothes back to the studio before bidding farewell.

as you sat around in a pair of baggy jeans and a t-shirt (inspo - don’t feel like you have to imagine this.) , you paitently waited for the white haired mafia boss to sneak back into your private room.

why were you even waiting? he was probably bullshitting you anyways. why would someone as busy as manjiro sano give a fuck about what you were doi-

“yo.” a cheeky grin graces his face, looking back at you.

note to self : doubt gets you nowhere!

“hey manjiro, enjoy the show?” you ask the man, automatically getting comfortable in his presence. you didn’t exactly know why you felt so relaxed around him, considering his rather infamous reputation, but you just did.

“yeah, you’re certainly the best in your band though. could go solo and still be famous if you wanted.” he replies, automatically heating your face up.

“cmon (Y/N), let’s get going already. i’m tired.” he winged to you in a childlike manner.

“okay.. WAIT—HUH?? where am i going?” you shriek, having no idea that he actually PLANNED to leave this place with you in tow.

“back to my place. duh. i don’t just talk to anybody for fun unless i plan to shoot them in the head an hour later.” he responds in a nonchalant voice.

this boy is gonna be the death of you, literally or figuratively? only time will tell.

regardless of how much you declined the offer, the man ends up dragging you out to the expensive limo that was owned by bonten. not only were you dragged into the car, you were squished in between the boss and 2nd in command of the syndicate, haruchiyo sanzu.

not that you were complaining, the pink haired dude was hot as fuck.

there were many things that occurred that night :

• at 1am, you arrived at their shared headquarters, completely baffled that they all lived together. you decided that you would NOT mention anything that might offend anyone in the room right now.

• at 2am, you were drinking alcohol more pricey then your stage guitar. you weren’t by any means on the poor side, but these men lived a new version of luxury.

• at 3am, you were playing pool with the haitani brothers and sanzu. you lost. miserably.

• at 4am, you were half naked and making out with manjiro sano on his own bed. you didn’t expect the high and mighty manjiro sano to be so submissive in the bedroom.

wait…

“HUH??” WHY WERE YOU IN MANJIRO SANO’S BEDROOM?? WHY WERE YOU IN NOTHING BUT BOXERS?? WHY DID MANJIRO SANO HAVE BITE MARKS ALONG HIS NECK??

“relax dummy, nothing went beyond tongue action.” a mop of platinum hair grumbles beneath the duvet covers.

thank fuck.

‘wait. what time is it?’ you ponder, taking a look at the clock next to the bed. 3:45pm. just how much did you drink to wake up this late?

before you had anymore time to think about it, you feel a thin but strong arm yank you back under the covers,

and come face to face with a pouty mafia leader.

as if on instinct, you pull his head gently into your chest, cradling his head like he’s a porcelain doll. his arms wrap around you as he nuzzled into your body closer, seeking your warmth and comfort.

it doesn’t quite dawn on you that your cuddling a man you literally met yesterday. not because you’re naive or dense, but because it just felt right to be in each others arms.

it’s not until mochi wakes the both of you up for dinner that you reopen your eyes, realising you hadn’t moved since you got dragged down.

it’s an all out war getting manjiro to leave his bed, but when you’re swiftly abducted by the haitani brothers, he’s up and ready, chasing the idiots around claiming they ‘stole his baby.”

well, that’s one way to get a boyfriend!

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tainoodles · 6 months ago

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Past Sims “Romance” Expansions

Sims 1 - Hot Date

The 3rd expansion pack released for the Sims 1. Featured the first outside neighborhood to the game that sims could visit (they couldn’t leave their home lots prior). Introduced dates and restaurants, gave us the iconic Miss Crumplebottom. While it doesn’t sound like much, this was HUGE when it first released.

Sims 2 - Nightlife

The 2nd expansions pack released for the Sims 2. Featured the first sub-neighborhood type, downtown, that you could have your sims visit and live in. Introduced dating, restaurants, bowling, dancing, DJs, and drivable cars. This pack also added turn ons and turn offs, blind dates, and added in vampires. Also the ability to cuddle in bed was introduced in the Sims 2 base game.

Sims 4 Equivalent Packs: Vampires, Dine Out, City Living, Bowling Night Stuff, Get Together

Sims 3 - Late Night

The 3rd expansion pack released for the Sims 3. Featured a new city neighborhood, butlers, the ability to form bands, become a celebrity, the ability to live and build penthouse lofts, and vampires. Not necessarily a romance pack, but I have seen it be compared to this new TS4 EP coming out. Sims 3 also added online dating in a free update alongside the release of the Sims 3 Seasons, the 8th expansion pack released 3 years after the base game.

Sims 4 Equivalent Packs: Vampires, City Living, Get Famous, Vintage Glamour

All this to say that this is the Sims 4s 15th expansion pack, coming out almost a decade into this game’s lifespan giving us content that we received in prior iterations so early on in their lifespan, and those packs also gave us other stuff. This context is so important, and is easily missed since for so many TS4 is their first sims game. I just hate seeing players get taken advantage of simply because they are new to the series, play on console, or because the older games can be hard to access now for those who don’t already own them. The Sims 4 should be better than the older versions of the game, and we should all agree that it’s completely unacceptable that it’s not.

#rant #text post #sims 4 #sims 4 lovestruck #sims 4 ep leak #sims hot date #sims 2 nightlife #sims 3 late night

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itsdingdong · 2 years ago

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The Beanbag Turtle - Drabble

Pairing: Jungkook x pregnant!reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 626

A/N: It’s super short. It just happened lol. Enjoy x

“Babe.” Nothing.

“Baabe.” Louder, but again, nothing.

“Baaabe help.” This one seems to do the job.

“What? What happened? Are you okay? Is it time?” Your husband rushes from the bedroom only in a towel wrapped around his waist. Hair wet. Shit, he’s hot. What a view. You allow yourself to gawk at him for a couple of seconds. Well, he’s yours after all. Then you remember why you called for him.

“No. I’m stuck. I can’t stand up.” Jungkook chuckles softly at your figure buried in the beanbag. Adorable, he thinks.

“Here, I got you. On three. 1-2…” He leans over, links his forearms under your armpits then pulls you up. “-3. God. I can’t wait to stop being pregnant.” You whine. You’re really over it, and the pregnancy glow left the building 2 weeks ago. All the more reasons to stop.

“You’re adorable pregnant. The waddle is iconic.” He beams, giving your temple a small kiss just before he let’s go of your hands once sure you regained your balance. And he’s honest when he says that. He’s been enjoying watching you walking around with a huge belly and a small pout. It’s been the best when the days were easy on you. No pain, no nausea… On days when it was too much, he internally conversed with the little one, trying to convince her to come out sooner. Ever since you were in the post-mature term, it’s been somewhat of a hell for both of you. That’s when he stops enjoying, when you’re struggling.

“This…” You point to your swollen tummy. “…is your fault.” Then him.

“Well it took two now, didn’t it?” He smiles as he speaks knowingly. You know he’s joking. It’s annoying but true. He wasn’t the sole cause.

“It’s been 42 weeks. I’m about to request an extra fee.” Your hand caresses the tiny bump within you bump where she has her foot rested now. It’s never not weird; still cute though.

“Baby girl, the accommodation was for 39 weeks. Start packing up already. Rent is due.”

Your husband also puts his hand on yours to join the conversation. “Does she have a penthouse or what in there? She sure seems comfy.” Your heart swells whenever you three have a moment like this; you’re a family. Another reason why you want her here with you two. You feel her but you want Jungkook to form the bond you feel like you have with her. For him to hold her...

“She sure will be a spoiled one.”

“Yeah. Daddy will spoil his girl.” You raise a brow. It takes him a second, then he catches it. “-sss. Girls.”

“That’s what I thought.” You smirk, then go on to ask, “Daddy, why don’t you spoil the one who’s actually physically here by giving her a backrub.”

“Let me change into something first. I’m cold.” He looks down to remind you he’s naked under that towel. You feel your cheeks get hot at the thought, as if you’ve never seen what’s underneath. The hormones. God, it’s been too long.

“Make it quick.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Your gulp, but Jungkook is already headed to your bedroom. Still, he saw how flustered you were. He can’t help but feel a little hot himself. It would’ve been nice to... God, it’s been too long.

“Same goes for you little one. Mommy needs you here. We can’t wait to meet you. And I can’t wait for these back pains to go away. No offense.”

Something’s wrong. “Is she offended?” You dumbly think to yourself.

What just…?

“Babe!” You gasp. Wait. Oh. Is it…?

“Coming. Can’t find my sweatshirt. It was supposed to be on the wardrobe. Be there in a second. Oh there it is!”

“Jungkook.” You speak up louder this time despite the nerves kicking in.

“Honey I said I’ll rub your back, try to avoid the beanbag in the meantime. You looked like a turtle with two shells. Is that what the turtles look like when pregnant?”

“Baby please come here.”

“I’m here. What’s-”

“I-I think my water broke.” You say with wide eyes as you feel the liquid slide down, causing a gradually growing stain on your pyjamas. It’s happening.

#jungkook au #jungkook #jeonjungkook #jungkook fluff #bts imagines #bts imagine #jungkook imagine #jungkook fic #dilf jungkook #bts fluff #bts fanfic #drabble

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galpalkirk · 4 months ago

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I made a post a while ago about how ttpd is the perfect loustat album. Long story short it then evolved into this playlist.

Notes on each song choice under the cut (because I'm insane and they're long):

1. Guilty as Sin? - POV Louis Ep 1x1 In throes of increasing wonder... it's all about desire and religious guilt.

2. But Daddy I Love Him - POV Louis Ep 1x1 "He ain't white, he french." Ep 1x2 "He had a way about him" He was chaos, he was revelry. Ep 1x4 I'm having his baby! The obvious forever iconic baby trapping.

Crazier - POV Louis (not on the list because of vibes but still an honorable mention) Ep 1x1 You lift my feet off the ground, you spin me around. Levitating vampire sex. Ep 1x2 You showed me something that I couldn't see, opened my eyes and you made me believe. Lestat trying to free Louis from the trappings of his life and Louis literally seeing the world differently as a vampire.

3. I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can) - POV Louis Everything about them. Ep 1x2 Louis starting to see that he cannot stomach the way Lestat enjoys killing. Lestat humiliating and killing the opera singer simply because he was a bad singer. Ep 1x3 The jokes that he told across the bar were revolting and far too loud. "What is wrong with that man?!" and then add Louis actually trying to fix Lestat by having him only kill evil people.

4. False God - POV Louis and Lestat We were crazy to think, crazy to think that this could work. But we might just get away with it, religion's in your lips, even if it's a false god. I know heaven's a thing, I go there when I touch you. Honey, hell is when I fight with you. I can't talk to you when you're like this, staring out the window like I'm not your favorite town. You can't talk to me when I'm like this, daring you to leave me just so I can try to scare you. Self-explanatory.

5. Renegade - POV Lestat Ep 1x1 I tapped on your window on your darkest night, the shape of you was jagged and weak. There was nowhere for me to stay, but I stayed anyway. Louis running away from Lestat to the church to try to exorcise him from his mind and heart. Trying to keep him out rather than let him in. Ep 1x2 After the phantoms of your former self. Are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these? And let all your damage damage me? And carry your baggage up my street? And make me your future history? Louis trying to continue his life as it was before he was turned but finding it difficult in a multitude of ways. "I almost ate my nephew, Lestat!" You've come a long way, open the blinds, let me see your face. You wouldn't be the first renegade to need somebody. "You are a challenge every sunset, Saint Louis. And I'd have it no other way." Ep 1x3 You fire off missiles 'cause you hate yourself, but do you know you're demolishing me? "This is not a life!" "That's because you TOOK my life!" Louis leaving Lestat because he hates his own vampire nature. Ep 1x5 Is it insensitive for me to say "Get your shit together so I can love you?" Louis' depression after Claudia leaves. Is it really your anxiety that stops you from giving me everything? Or do just not want to? "Say 'Lestat, I am never going to love you.'" Louis never telling Lestat "I love you" during their 30 years together.

6. Bejeweled - POV Lestat Ep 1x3 and onward. Don't put me in the basement when I want the penthouse of your heart. Lestat starting and continuing his affair with Antoinette whenever he feels neglected or rejected by Louis.

7. High Infidelity - POV Lestat I just think the cheating blondes Lestat and Taylor have a lot in common. Ep 1x5 Put on your records Read your books and regret me. Lestat being ignored by Louis who is only staying inside and reading his books since Claudia left. Ep 1x5 (with additional 2x7 context) You know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love? The slowest way is never loving them enough. "If every word coming out of his mouth is vitriol or disinterest for seven years... you don't want to. You still hope that he'll emerge out of his melancholy. That he'll love you like you love him." But in the meantime you cheat. I bent the truth too far tonight, I was dancing around, dancing around it. Lestat keeping up his affair with Antoinette after he had promised to end it. You said I was freeloading. Not related to the show but in the original novel Louis keeps saying how Lestat was exploiting him for his money.

8. My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys - POV Lestat Ep 1x5 The Fight™️ Oh, here we go again. The voices in his head called the rain to end our days of wild. The "Claudia has left" depression spanning for several years. Lestat hoping he'll "emerge out of his melancholy" but also just being sick of it because he wants to bejeweled. But first, pull the string and I'll tell you that he runs because he loves me. "I have waited, Louis. I have patiently waited in vain for you to love me, as I love you." Ep 2x7 (still The Fight™️) He saw forever so he smashed it up. Hehe, Slam Reid his face into the coffin.

9. The Great War - POV Louis and Lestat Ep 1x5 The Fight™️ 2: Electric Boogaloo I drew curtains closed, drank my poison all alone. Louis ignoring Lestat and going deeper into his depression. And maybe it was egos swinging, maybe it was her. "A thousand nights of sulking, and the first sight of her, you are just gonna up and leave me?!" Ep 2x7 (still The Fight™️) Your finger on my hairpin triggers. "A word of context for our jury. The single worst thing that a vampire can feel is loneliness." Soldier down on that icy ground looked up at me with honor and truth. Broken and blue. So I called off the troops. That was the night I nearly lost you. Louis leaving Lestat after being dropped from the sky. "I did it to hurt him. And it did hurt him. And afterwards he was a broken thing. I know, I saw, because I am the one who broke him!" Ep 1x6 We can plant a memory garden. Say a solemn prayer, place a poppy in my hair. There's no morning glory, it was war, it wasn't fair. And we will never go back to that bloodshed. The aftermath of The Fight™️. "We leave the damage so we never forget the damage."

10. imgonnagetyouback - POV Louis Ep 1x6 Whether I'm gonna curse you out or take you back to my house. I haven't decided yet, but I'm gonna get you back. Louis swimming the Mississippi to yell at and fuck Lestat after he sends him the "Come to me" record. And then taking him back. And then plotting his death to get him back.

Rest of the songs will be in a reblog because apparently you CAN reach character limit on a tumblr post...

#iwtv #loustat #taylor swift #okay this formatting looks a little fucked up but whatever #hit post #Spotify

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shuadotcom · 2 years ago

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Smile | KSJ

🎾 Summary: Kim Seokjin has been a professional tennis player for years. He has countless tennis trophies in his penthouse in South Korea and has won two grand slams. He’s even in talks to participate in the upcoming Olympics. He’s dated a handful of well-known people with no problem and is confident to the point of irritation to those around him.

Kim Seokjin has all of these things and has done so many things and yet…for some reason he’s unable to simply ask you for your number or get to know you. 🎾 Pairing: Pro Tennis Player!Seokjin x Barista Afab!Reader 🎾 Genre & AUs: Fluff, strangers to lovers au, cafe au (kinda), sports au 🎾 Rating: PG 🎾 Warnings: Like 3 curse words 🎾 Words: 2.8k 🎾 Note: This is for the Catch of the Century: Dirty 30 collab hosted by the amazing @joheunsaram! ❤️ This was supposed to be a completely different fic with a bunch of angst and whatnot but 1) it’s been missing Seokjin soft hours over here lately and 2) life sucks and I wanted some cute, lighthearted fluffy shit to get me through it lol. The songspo for this is You Don’t Know My Name by Alicia Keys and it's more a loose, roles reversed version of that kinda. This started as an oldddddd fic of mine that I rewrote. I’ll probably still write the other fic I had in mind in the future when I’m feeling angsty again.

A huge thank you to @hobipaint for being my first beta and helping me expand on a few details for the better of the premise and plot and thank you to @snoozeagustd for being my second beta and making sure my jumble of words made sense - thank you x500 both of you!! 🫶🏽 And thank you to the always iconic @kithtaehyung for this absolutely phenomenal banner!! ❤️ 🎾 Net tag: @kflixnet

Kim Seokjin has been a professional tennis player for years. He has countless tennis trophies in his penthouse in South Korea and has won two grand slams. He’s even in talks to participate in the upcoming Olympics. He’s dated a handful of well-known people with no problem and is confident to the point of irritation to those around him.

Kim Seokjin has all of these things and has done so many things and yet…for some reason, he’s unable to simply ask you for your number or get to know you.

It’s embarrassing for him really, yet the courage to do anything about it evades him at each opportunity. He’d never been a believer in love at first sight, that is until he first set his sights on you.

It’s close to sundown when he and his team arrive in the country for a week-long doubles match and everyone is in need of caffeine before meeting with some sports magazine for a last-minute but important interview. Seokjin, his match partner Taehyung, and the rest of his entourage bustle into the cafe that sits across from their hotel, thankful for its close proximity.

His manager Namjoon takes everyone's orders as they all occupy a few tables by the register and Seokjin accompanies him to place the order. He’s fumbling with his phone, not paying attention too much until he hears the sound of your voice in front of them.

“Hey, what can I get you?”

Seokjin’s eyes shoot up to look at you and he visibly falters, thankful that Namjoon is the one doing the talking.

You catch his eye immediately as you look at the two of them with what he would describe plainly as a bored expression on your beautiful face. He watches your perfect lips as they move, speaking with Namjoon and typing the orders into the register with delicate hands. He can’t help but eye your body as you shift over to the various coffee machines, noting the focused look on your face as you work.

Seokjin’s ears strain to listen as you hum while you work. It takes him a second, but he works out that you’re humming a Coldplay song - albeit off-key but he definitely recognizes it.

Once the drinks are made, you call out Namjoon’s name and Seokjin walks with him to collect them. You simply toss them a ‘have a good night’ and move to clean up your workstation.

The interaction is so normal and so casual he can hardly believe it. Seokjin can’t recall a time when he’s gone into a restaurant or other establishment and gotten recognized instantly by not only patrons but employees themselves. This is the first time in a long time that Seokjin hasn’t been hounded for a photo and autograph and it’s refreshing and a little exciting to be a stranger to someone again.

Especially someone as beautiful as you.

The next morning, Seokjin gets up early before he has to leave for the first match and crosses the street to the busy coffee shop. He goes simply on a whim, muttering a small prayer that you’ll be there. Luck is on his side when he looks behind the counter to see you fussing with the pastries by the register, not having noticed him come in.

He adjusts his tennis outfit and takes a breath as he makes his way to the register. You hold up a finger to him as you seem to put the finishing touches on a display of muffins. When you finally turn towards him, he holds his breath, wondering if now that it’s daytime, with the sun shining brightly into the cafe window if you’ll recognize him, especially in what’s essentially his work uniform.

And to his relief, you don’t.

“Hi, what can I get you?” Your tone is flat but your voice is still as melodic as it sounded last night - like a favorite song he hasn’t heard in so long. You look at him with an intense gaze, making Seokjin uncharacteristically squirm a little under your gaze. He clears his throat and smiles wide enough that it reaches his eyes.

“What do you think is best?” He asks in his best English. He can’t help but silently thank Namjoon for helping him brush up on the language before the trip.

You hum and turn to scan the menu. “The caramel latte is pretty good,” you suggest with a tiny shrug.

“I'd like that, please. A medium.” He watches as you type his order into the register before you direct him where to swipe his credit card.

“Name?” You question, poised to write on the cup in your hand.

“Jin,” he says quickly, not putting much thought into his answer. It’s the first time he hasn’t had to use a completely fake variation of his name while his face is concealed and it’s almost exhilarating. You simply scribble that on the cup in your hand and turn away to make his drink.

Seokjin watches you work from his seat, doing his best not to make it obvious he’s throwing glances your way. You’re humming again as you assemble his drink, this time it’s one of his favorite songs by The Fray. The tune sounds half a beat too fast, but he still catches it and he loves your rendition of it.

When you call his name and he approaches to retrieve his latte, your fingers brush as he takes his cup from you and Seokjin feels the tips of his ears turn bright red, but you don’t seem too phased, and instead, you go to wipe down the counter behind you, not paying him any more mind. Not even when the tv hanging behind the register shows a commercial for the televised match he’s playing shortly and a clip of him from a previous game shows up for a few seconds. No one seems to care, not even you, and Seokjin actually loves that.

Between how effortlessly beautiful you look in your jeans and black apron and the fact that he can approach you as just a normal guy, Seokjin realizes you’re still on his mind as the day drags on, which is how he finds himself back inside the cafe later that afternoon after winning his first match, and yet again that evening after he and the rest of his team come back from dinner.

That night, you’re not on shift alone, so before he walks into the coffee shop, he digs through his bag for a mask, donning it before heading inside.

“Welcome in!” Your co-worker behind the register greets him when he enters.

Your head turns to glance at him from your spot in front of a blender. If you recognize him from his earlier trips you don’t show it, going back to your task at hand.

“What can I get for you?” The bubbly girl asks, a megawatt smile beaming at him. Her name tag reads ‘Krystal’ and he notes how he’s never seen your nametag full on to read your name.

“Um, a medium caramel iced latte please.”

She nods, inputting his order. Once he pays and is waiting for his order, he observes you chatting with your co-worker so he doesn’t get to hear a tone-deaf version of a song he knows.

Instead, Seokjin is graced with something even more endearing: a smile from you.

Each time he’s seen you, you take orders and make drinks with a neutral, unchanging expression. Not once do you crack a real, carefree smile or even so much as a smirk. Your mouth is either in a straight line or turned down when you seem to be concentrating, but the corners of your mouth never find their way up.

Part of Seokjin thinks he’s staring too much while the other part of him doesn’t care and instead memorizes your smile. The perfect curve of the corners of your mouth, mirth twinkling in your eyes like stars. The shape of your velvety-looking lips as they stretch wide and the perfect roundness of the apples of your cheeks. It’s the kind of smile that feels like a warm ray of sun on cold skin or a freshly baked pie straight out of the oven. It’s the type of smile that makes Seokjin forget any other smile he’s ever had thrown at him, and the type he’ll never forget.

The way in which your face lit up still lingers when he collects his drink and long after you’ve dropped the expression, resorting back to your default look.

The need to see you smile again is mighty as Seokjin decides right then and there that he wants to be the reason you genuinely smile and yearns for you to direct it at him.

Seokjin isn’t trying to be creepy - really he’s not. You just so happen to be the most beautiful person he’s ever seen and he wants so badly to strike up a conversation with you and learn more. Your likes, dislikes, your favorite ice cream flavor, your favorite movies, and your least favorite genre of music.

It’s why he goes back to the cafe five more times during the week between matches and other schedules, hoping to approach you with more than his coffee order.

He doesn’t because whenever you turn to look at him, eyes trained on him, mouth moving to ask what he wants, all of a sudden, he forgets any of those things and instead it’s business as usual, except sometimes he throws in a small pastry, but that’s all the additional words he can get out.

It’s silly really, but here he is, at the age of thirty stumbling over words simply because a pretty girl is looking at him. He kicks himself each time he leaves the coffee shop, telling himself to try again next time.

Seokjin and Taehyung win the doubles match at the end of the week which puts Seokjin in the best mood he’s been in all week. He wakes up after a night of celebratory partying and shuffles across the street once more after getting ready for the day.

As has become his routine, he’s sitting at his usual table located to the left of the cash register, one table away from the front door. He sips on his latte and alternates between scrolling on his phone and keeping an eye on you as you peer down at your phone. The cafe is quiet, only two other people immersed in their personal bubbles with drinks already in hand. He sees the delicate quirk of your mouth as you type, the expression tugging his heartstrings.

It’s his last day in the country and he’s still riding high on his adrenaline from yesterday’s win. Today is the day he’ll talk to you - really talk to you.

“You do know that what you've been doing is creepy, right?” Seokjin nearly leaps out of his seat upon hearing the sudden voice from behind him. He turns to see Namjoon staring back at him.

“I don't know what you're talking about,” Seokjin says, matter-of-factly.

Namjoon scoffs and slides into the seat across from him. “Oh, please, we all know you’ve been sneaking off. It wasn't until Taehyung decided to follow you that we knew you were here. You’re not as sneaky as you think you are, you know." Namjoon turns slightly to glance at you while you take the orders of a few women in business suits. “She’s cute.”

Seokjin watches you effortlessly move behind the counter as another customer enters and approaches to order, ignoring the flash of jealousy he feels when Namjoon compliments you. “Okay, fine yeah, I’ve been here. I just…god she’s beautiful.”

“Have you talked to her?”

As much as he doesn’t want to admit it, he does, with a quiet groan. “No. She’s just…I don’t know. Whenever I get up there all I can stutter out is my stupid coffee order. I’ve never had trouble talking to attractive people before but she’s different and she gets me all flustered like a dumb teenage boy.”

Namjoon chuckles, giving his client and friend a sympathetic look. “That is very unlike you. Kim Seokjin? Speechless and unable to flirt with someone? Who are you and what have you done with my favorite self-absorbed hyung?”

Rolling his eyes, Seokjin chooses to ignore Namjoon’s teasing. “I just…I wish I could get to know her. She’s so beautiful and has the most breathtaking smile I’ve ever seen. Oh, and she also has such a similar taste in music to me. I can always tell what she’s humming to herself when she works. And her drinks are always perfect too. Always the right amount of ice to everything else ratio and never too much sweetener. And not once has she seemed to recognize me or lose her mind to talk to me - hell I don’t even think she knows who I am! Do you know how rare that is? To like someone who doesn’t know me as the sensational tennis player Kim Seokjin and simply Jin who orders iced lattes is…something I’ve missed so badly.”

Eyebrows raised at Seokjin’s confession, Namjoon lets him finish. “As sweet as that sounds, I don’t think being the strange man who's been watching her all week is a great look for you.” Namjoon jokes, giving Seokjin a look over his glasses. “Now, come on. We have to head out for the shoot in ten minutes.” Seokjin frowns but finishes his drink before getting up and following Namjoon out of the cafe, glancing at you once more over his shoulder.

By the time he and Taehyung finish their winners’ photoshoot, it’s late afternoon and Seokjin hasn’t stopped thinking about you. He and the team are set to be on a plane back to South Korea right after returning to the hotel to get their belongings, but Seokjin can’t just leave the country without one last visit and one last attempt at talking to you.

“Seokjin! We have to leave for the airport shortly!” His stylist calls to his retreating back as everyone piles out of the SUV dropping them off in front of the hotel.

“I know, just give me five minutes!” He holds up his hand as he crosses the street and beelines for the familiar cafe.

As usual, you’re there. There are only four other people in the shop, either typing away on their laptops or phones, but none of them look up when he enters. Seokjin makes eye contact with you as he approaches the counter, but before he can open his mouth, you beat him to it.

“Medium iced caramel latte, right?” You ask, already inputting his order into the register in front of you.

He simply blinks back at first. “Oh, yes please.” He smiles at you, waiting for his queue to swipe his card. You remember him. You remember his order. He’s acutely aware of the way his heart leaps in his chest and the desire to let out a loud cheer in the middle of the coffee shop is strong, but he contains himself.

This is the last time he very well may see you for the rest of his life. Seokjin is about to walk away from the most gorgeous human he’s ever laid eyes on and even until the end, he’s too chickenshit to even ask for your number. The mere thought of getting rejected by you makes him want to shrivel up and float away. Not that he hasn’t been rejected before, but if it’s you, the beautiful stranger from the coffee shop with the smile like a siren’s song that has unknowingly captured his heart? He’ll never be able to get that out of his head.

In the end, the best thing he can even think to do is to grab a napkin and a pen from his bag before he can talk himself out of it.

“Jin,” you call out his name and he has to force his legs to walk over to the pick-up counter.

“Thank you.” He bows slightly to you and slides the napkin across the counter. He wants to say so much and let you know just how much of an effect you have on him, but he can’t. He can only hope that this is enough.

You watch the man leave the cafe, almost afraid to see what he’s written. You aren’t oblivious to the fact that he’s been coming in two to three times a day for the past week, always seemingly when you were on shift. He always ordered the same drink, which you had recommended, and he'd sit at the same table. He pretended to play with his phone, but you could always feel his deep brown eyes on you as you worked. At least he was respectful each time, never making you feel uncomfortable or like you were in danger.

Sure he was cute, handsome even, but you’ve perfected your poker face around attractive people so as to not show when you are, in fact, looking at them as much as they’re looking at you.

You hold the napkin in your hand and glance out of the large glass window at the front of the shop, watching the man known to you only as Jin, look both ways before crossing the street. Sighing, you open the napkin to read his words.

Hi.

Please don’t think I have bad intentions. You’re the most breathtaking person I’ve ever seen. It’s why I’ve been too scared to talk to you. I’m not from here and am flying back home today. I may never see you again, but I’ll regret this for the rest of my life if I don’t try.

Xxx-xxx-xxxx

I would love more than anything to get to know more about you, but I understand if you don’t want to text me. I’m just the guy that’s ordered the same drink from you all week.

I just want you to know that you’re beautiful. Smile and let the world see it. :)

-Kim Seokjin - the medium iced caramel latte guy

(You have great taste in music by the way)

These past few weeks for you have been one of the absolute worst. Life has been testing you in more ways than one, and anything that could go wrong for you, definitely has. The last thing you’ve wanted to do was show up to work, but here you are, day in and day out, extra shifts and all. Everything has been shitty and terrible and the urge to disappear has been strong.

The napkin in your hand with the sweet note from a kind stranger makes your stomach flutter though. You can’t remember the last time that someone who wasn’t a friend or a family member made you feel so warm. You don’t even mind that he’s probably heard the off-key humming you have a habit of doing while working if his last comment is any indication.

Your head whips up, looking out of the window at the front of the cafe and you can see Seokjin standing across the street, staring right at you. He raises his hand and gives a small wave before getting into the black SUV parked next to him and you watch as it pulls away.

Right on cue, the tv behind the counter catches your eye. The sports channel plays every day, per the request of your boss, and usually, you don’t pay it any mind since sports aren’t normally of any interest to you, but a familiar face comes on the screen at that moment. The face of the man who’s ordered the same drink you recommended to him all week pops up.

Kim Seokjin, an apparent champion in the tennis world and clearly a big deal, left you a hastily written note telling you he’s been too nervous to talk to you, the barista of a cafe he’s never been to. What is the universe even doing right now?

Seokjin stares out the window as the car takes everyone to the airport, doing his best to listen to Namjoon talk about the interviews he has once they arrive back home, but all he can think about is you. Did you throw out his note after you read it? Are you going to tell everyone what a weirdo he is? If Namjoon knew he wrote his number down for you and left it like that, he’ll never hear the end of it. Especially not if you sell his number online or give it to the press or something. Maybe he should have thought that through more. Maybe if he wasn’t such a wuss he-

His train of thought derails when he feels his phone vibrate in his pocket. He quickly fishes out the device, frantically going to his messages.

[Unknown] Hi Mr. Stalker. Do you go around leaving your number on random napkins for every person you think is pretty?? 😉

A rush of something unfamiliar yet warm fills Seokjin’s chest when he reads your texts.

[Seokjin] No. Only the prettiest ones I’ve ever had the fortune of seeing and that’s only ever happened once.

[Seokjin] And by once I mean right now. Just saying.

[Unknown] 😂 Well I’m honored.

[Seokjin] Hi honored, I’m Seokjin 😃

[Unknown] Wow. I should block you for that…

[Unknown] But it made me laugh so I won’t. I’m Y/n, by the way. Nice to meet you Seokjin 🙂

Maybe Namjoon won’t kill him after all, Seokjin thinks as he adds your name to his contacts. Giving his number to a stranger pays off as he gets absorbed in finally talking to you, images of your face and the memory of your voice quickly filling his head. If he’s lucky, maybe one day he’ll be able to see you again and if he’s even luckier, he’ll get to see you smile again, but this time for him.

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audrey-carr1 · 3 months ago

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Prize (part 2)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

A/N: I have decided that this is going to be a slowburn. RIP to y'all's sanity.

warnings: fem!reader, Hetty x Reader, AU Modern Era, slowburn

word count: 2.6k

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3 weeks ago

Hetty is up late working when a text notification comes through on her Macbook.

“Thank you for tonight. I had a great time.” It reads.

Immediately Hetty knows that Elias is cheating again. Hetty sighs to herself as she clicks on the green message icon. Though this isn’t the first time he has taken a mistress, she hoped that the threat of divorce from his last affair would have curbed the behavior.

She begins sifting through texts that seem to have been going on for the past 3 weeks. Through her scrolling, Hetty discovers that her penthouse in New York is being used to keep his mistress housed nearby. Hetty could almost laugh at the gall of Elias has to open up her penthouse to house his mistress. For someone who was so smart at cutting corners, he made up for it in foolishness in other aspects of life.

Hetty decides that her threat of divorce should become a reality. Why should she be made the fool over and over again? Hetty’s blood begins to boil at all the ways Elias has mistreated her in their marriage, and she wants her payback to hurt.

Hetty just needed a little more time to gather evidence of Elias’s scamming before she could file for divorce and leave him penniless. First, she needed to clean up all the loose ends and get rid of the mistress. The last thing she needed was someone whispering about alimony in Elias’s ear.

The next day, Hetty skims through the texts once more to see if there is a name attached to this mystery woman. Hetty could almost kiss the screen once she finds it. She screenshots the texts and quickly sends them to her private investigator to dig up some dirt on the girl. Every one of Elias’s last mistresses had some kind of debt or some skeleton in their closet they did not want to be disturbed. It was easy for Hetty to offer them the money and make their problems go away in exchange for a signature on a legally drawn document stating they would never contact or affiliate themselves with the Woodstones or their company again.

She couldn’t help but to be baffled when her private investigator, who is supposed to be the best in the state of New York, comes up empty-handed. The little tart is clean. She is educated, comes from a well-off family so she doesn’t need money, and top it all off she is gorgeous. No wonder Elias fell for her.

“She’s a wannabe actress looking for her next big break. Why she’s here in New York instead of California, who knows,” Her investigator says

To gather more evidence for her divorce case, Hetty sends her investigator out for pictures of the affair. Over the next couple of weeks, Hetty receives photos of Elias and his mistress together. Pictures of Elias making her laugh, gifting her jewelry, and ushering her into cars.

Hetty cannot even remember the last time Elias came home with a gift for her. However, there was something different though with these pictures. Something is missing, and Hetty cannot seem to put her finger on it.

Hetty gets up from the living room taking the file of pictures with her. She enters her office and unlocks the file cabinet in the corner. She digs through files before finding what she is looking for. She pulls out the three files she had on the previous mistresses and begins sorting through looking for the missing piece. She flips through them and finds the same thing in all three, immediately Elias is able to bed them. There were pictures of lingerie-clad women, paired with pictures of passionate kisses, and more. This is what the most current mistresses file lacked. Passion.

The timeline was off. Usually by this time Hetty already would have all the evidence she would need to go for the kill. Now it was going on six weeks, and there is nothing besides fluff. This certainly would not do. Hetty doubts that Elias is being more careful than before, in fact, he is starting to get sloppy. On more than one occasion she has found receipts for restaurants and florists in his pants pocket.

Hetty’s Macbook dings again with a notification. Hetty rushes over to her computer, opening the app to watch the conversation in real time.

You: Since you could not make it to our date, can I take the keys to the Porsche and hit up the Club Soleil with my friends?

Elias : Which color?

You: The red one? It’ll match my nails.

Elias : Ofcourse. What will I get in exchange?

You: What you always get. A hug and a well placed kiss on the cheek.

Elias : Nothing more?

You: I could throw in a firm handshake

Elias : You are funny, but I was thinking of a different kind of firm

You: Elias we’ve talked about this…

Elias : Yes, you are right. I will wait until you are ready. I’ll have the porsche delivered, and let me know if you need an more money for your night out on the town. Have fun.

You: Thank you Elias! *kissy face emoji*

“I guess the tart is a bit of a prude,” Hetty says outloud to herself reviewing the pictures laid out on her desk.

Hetty has to admit the little tart had Elias eating out of the palm of her hand. She’s been receiving gifts with, currently, no sexual favours. If she weren’t about to crush her, Hetty would applaud the woman.

“Hetty!” A voice calls from the hallway.

Hetty quickly puts away the pictures in their appropriate files before she meets the disembodied voice.

“Hetty, there you are girl! We are going out tonight!” Her friend Alberta says.

“Out where?” Hetty asks.

“Club Soleil! My manager wants me to get a vibe for the club before I close the deal for my performance contract,” Alberta squeals in excitement.

“Oh, this can’t get any better,” Hetty smirks to herself.

“I’ll get ready!” Hetty says, “Come. Help me pick something to wear,”

Alberta is a bit surprised at Hetty’s response. Usually, she has to beg and almost drag Hetty to come out with her. Instead of questioning her friend's behavior, Alberta just shrugs and follows her friend to her closet. Hopefully Hetty will let her borrow a purse.

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Present day

After explaining her side of what has been going on for the past six weeks, Hetty lays out the contract on the table, pen in hand. You sit in silence gathering your thoughts on what you’ve just heard.

You clear your throat before speaking, “So you slept with me to get back at your husband, which also makes you a cheater by the way, and now are you blackmailing me into signing these contracts?”

Hetty thinks for a moment.

“Yes that is exactly what I’m doing,” Hetty smiles, “Now if you could sign these and be on your way.”

“You used me,” You whisper.

“Excuse me?” Hetty tilts her head at the accusation.

“You used me to get me to sign this stupid contract!” You say standing up from the chair. The chair scrapes against the floor causing Hetty to cringe slightly.

“I did not,” Hetty says standing up in her own chair.

“You just said, you knew that I didn’t have skeletons in my closet to produce a bribe. Other than the fact that I have been dating your husband you have no leverage for me to end this besides me sleeping with you,”

“I know very prominent directors in the film industry,” Hetty begins.

“I do not care about that! I do not need some handouts. I had Elias to keep me company, that is all. The restaurants, the fancy cars, and all the gifts were a bonus. Sure yes maybe I am using him too, but it is not the same. I liked the attention of being noticed. A foolish mistake of a girl in a big city, and if I could take it back I would,” You say.

“You weren’t going to sleep with him?” Hetty prods.

“No! I just saw your faces plastered all over some gossip magazine before I got here. I wanted out as soon as I saw he was married. I am no one’s mistress…knowingly,” I add.

“Well look at you. You have morals. This city will eat you and those morals of yours alive,” Hetty scoffs taking a sip from her glass. She notices that your glass sits has sat untouched for some time.

“Don’t you remember? You beat the city to it, and you have quite the voracious appetite,” You quip.

Hetty blushes behind her wine glass remembering the night you had together. You take the pen from her hand.

“I would have signed it you know…without your promises of some fancy schmancy film director. Or without you trying to one-up Elias by sleeping with me. I did not know he was married, honestly,” You say beginning to sign the papers.

You sign the last required spot, “You are out of my life, and I am out of yours. Good riddance.”

“Why did you sleep with me?” Hetty asks.

You place the pen in her hand searching for an answer. You hold her gaze for a second, but you break it. Even when you once find your answer, you know it’s not worth either one’s time.

“I’m going to pack up my things, I’ll be out by morning,” You avoid her question, and head towards the bedroom to pack.

Hetty is shocked. No shouting, no crying, no negotiating, or threats of security. This is the easiest contract signing that Hetty has experienced in all her years in the business world.

“ She really is different.” Hetty thinks to herself.

She finishes her glass of wine and puts the contracts in her bag. Though she is able to smile, she is still left unsatisfied. This does not feel like a victory.

In the bedroom, you do not even bother folding your clothes. You throw your clothes in the suitcase, leaving what Elias bought you behind. You throw away the flowers and begin the process of changing your number. You do not even bother texting Elias before doing so.

You leave the keys to the penthouse on the table and leave once and for all.

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A week later

“How about we go out to clubbing? That always helps when I’m down in the dumps,” Trevor says.

“Trevor, you just want to talk to hot girls,” You say scrolling through an app on my phone.

“And maybe you will talk to someone hot and get over this messy love triangle you narrowly avoided,” Trevor says making a triangle with his hands.

“It was not a love triangle,” You reply looking up from my phone

“I’ve read the Hunger Games and it was definitely a love triangle,” Trevor says matter-of-factly.

“It was not a love triangle, I was not in love with Elias…” you pause, “Or Henrietta,”

“Close enough,” He shrugs.

“You are insufferable,”

“Insufferably hot! Boo-yah!” Trevor says.

“No one says ‘Boo-yah’ anymore Trevor,” You say with your face in yours causing your words to muffle.

Trevor ruffles your hair, “Yeah well I’m bringing it back. Now get dressed I’ll call Crash to see if he wants to be my wingman.”

You groan at the thought of going out. You just want to sit and stew in your feelings like a normal person. Trevor snatches the phone from where you placed it on the catch and tells you you’ll get it back once you’ve gotten dressed to go out. You narrow your eyes at him as he dangles the phone out of reach, and after a few attempts of trying to retrieve it, you give up. Trevor chuckles to himself and goes to his room.

“You make me happy that I never had brothers,” You call out as he enters his room.

“Aww, that’s so sweet. Now get dressed,” Trevor closes his door.

An hour later, you’re riding a passenger in Trevor’s car as drive through New York City traffic. Not the best idea, but Trevor navigates the ride with ease.

“What club are we going to?” You ask out of curiosity!

“Club Soleil of course!” Trevor says nodding his head to the song playing currently.

“What? Trevor, no! I don’t want to go there again,” You say. You wonder if she’ll be there tonight, and your heart drops to your feet.

“I wonder if I can walk home if I jump out of the car now,” You think.

“Oh come on, what are the odds that your hot lady one-night stand is going to be there? Zilch. If you had crashed at my place like we planned, none of this wouldn’t have happened you know,” Trevor says weaving through traffic.

“How many times do I have to say that you were right?” You roll your eyes a bit annoyed he keeps bringing it up

“Until I get tired of hearing it,” Trevor says as he pulls up to the valet.

Trevor leaves the keys with the valet and checks his reflection in the car window.

“You done yet, Prince Charming?” You ask sarcastically.

“Just getting started, Princess,” Trevor responds unbothered. He ushers you towards the entrance and gives his name to the bouncer.

He and Crash meet up immediately and leave you to go scouting for potential hook-ups. After spending more than an hour at the club, you discover yet again that Trevor was right. Getting out of the house and hitting the dance floor with a couple of cocktails, was just the pick me up you need. You would never give him that victory though. He has already been bragging enough.

Before trying to find where Crash and Trevor went off to, you go to the bathroom to freshen up your makeup. You thank your lucky stars that the line is nonexistent leaving the bathroom open. You dig your makeup bag out of your purse singing to yourself while reapplying your make-up.

Your mind begins to wander and think about Henrietta. At first, you admired her. As cliche as it sounds she was the most beautiful woman you had ever met. She approached you with so much confidence. The way she talked to you as if she has known you forever, and her eyes. You fight to keep yourself from swooning.

“Not again. She used you, and you let her,” You tell yourself.

You throw your brushes back into your makeup bag, and your makeup bag back into your purse. You give yourself a once over and mini pep talk before going towards the door. But while you’re exiting the bathroom, you bump into someone.

“Oh my gosh, I am so sorry,” You say quickly

“Oh no, you have nothing to be sorry about. I am the one who caused the collision,” The woman says, “I’m Alberta Haynes,”

“Hi, I’m (y/n), nice to meet you,” you respond and then what was said finally catches up to you, “You’re Alberta Haynes!”

“I’ll never get tired of that,” Alberta says smiling, “Anyway I heard you singing in there. I was wondering if you wanted to be my new background singer. One of my originals is out on maternity leave, and I need a replacement quick.”

“You want me to be your background singer?” You repeat.

“Yes, now what do you say?”

It wasn’t acting, but you have to make your start somewhere.

“Yes! I would love to,”

“Perfect, meet me here tomorrow and we’ll get you signing contracts and on the payroll,”

“Thank you so much,” You gush, “I’m singing with Alberta Haynes!”

#cbs ghosts #hettyxreader #hetty woodstone #hetty woodstone x reader #ao3 fanfic #fem reader #modern au #author regrets nothing #author regrets everything

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calling4glaives · 1 year ago

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Kingsglaive Legends 2023 Master List

Thank you to everyone who participated in KGLegends23! Thanks to you, we now have 15 new images and over 25k more words featuring the Kingsglaive characters. If you have any works you’d like to add, please do! We’ll update this as we become aware of them.

Thank you also to all those who liked, reblogged, and commented on these works – your support is always appreciated! Please continue to support the fabulous writers and artists in this community.

Participants

Writers

Awlwren (Tumblr, Ao3)

Blossom Adventures (Tumblr)

Dablotte (Twitter)

Firechocobros (Tumblr, Ao3)

Loki_chan / Garbria (Tumblr, Ao3)

StarJunco (Tumblr, Ao3)

The master list itself will be below the cut, along with the badge for using all the canon glaives across the week's fills!

Not an icon this year, but instead a "signed" poster of the glaives by the lovely @starjunco. If you wondered what they glaives were up to in their various poses this week, now you know. Of course they couldn't even behave long enough for a good picture. On the other hand, who put Tredd next to Libertus? Drautos doesn't get to look exasperated by the shenanigans when he indirectly caused them.

Day 1

Art

Title: Sacrifice Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Crowe Altius Relationship: Crowe Altius & Nyx Ulric

Title: Day 1 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Luche Lazarus Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Exhaustion (ft. Drautos) Author: Blossom Adventures Link: Tumblr Glaives: Titus Drautos Relationships: Titus / Cor Summary/Excerpt:

Cor woke up to an empty bed, he’s probably already up, he thought as he realised what had actually woke him, his phone was ringing, it was Clarus, he looked at the time in his phone screen, 5:15am. The Marshal let out a groan and answered the call.

Title: Call and Response - Chapter 2 Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Axis Arra, Tredd Furia Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Axis has seen how useful Oracle Sign is. Now to get everyone else to.

Ugh. This means actually socializing with people.

Title: Holding Out for a Hero Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Pelna Khara Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Pelna knows he’s not the Hero of the Kingsglaive but when he runs into trouble on his own, he rises to the occasion.

Title: Love, War, and Sacrifice Author: Firechocobros Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Titus Drautos, Nyx Ulric, Sonitus Bellum, Luche Lazarus, Axis Arra, Crowe Altius, Pelna Khara, Tredd Furia, Relationships: Polyglaive, DrauCor Summary/Excerpt:

“If it will end this fucking meeting,” Titus started with a heavy sigh. “I will sacrifice the stupid fucking closet to the Guard.”

There were head nods, and they all moved on to the next thing on the agenda. Little did they know that Titus was not giving his closet up without a fight.

Featuring Titus being a petty king and using his Glaive to the best of his abilities.

Day 2

Art

Title: Day 2 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Crowe Altius Relationship: N/A

Title: Sleeping in the Clouds Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Libertus Ostium, Nyx Ulric, Crowe Altius Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: AU & Life After (ft. Luche) Author: Blossom Adventures Link: Tumblr Glaives: Luche Lazarus, Nyx Ulric Relationships: Nyx / OC Summary/Excerpt:

at the start of The Long Night, Cor and Titus buy a penthouse apartment in Lestallum and they get bunk beds to accommodate their close friends and “family” so that they all have a safe place to live and don’t have to worry about accommodation themselves… also there’s a little teaser to Violet and Nyx’s relationship ☺️🥰

Title: Lichtenberg Figures Author: Firechocobros Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Sonitus Bellum, Luche Lazarus, Axis Arra, Crowe Altius, Pelna Khara, Tredd Furia, Relationships: Polyglaive Summary/Excerpt:

It had been storming all week, and Nyx’s parents had warned him to stay inside, but he was getting restless. Something kept telling him to go outside; the voice was getting stronger, and Nyx was about to listen to it out of pure boredom.

How the Glaives found out who their Clustermates were and what their Asteral Event was.

Title: Delta Blues - Chapter 2 Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Libertus Ostium, Nyx Ulric Relationships: Cor / Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

He whirled, sole remaining kukri at the ready as the Princess spread her feet and crouched slightly, ready to run or attack. A car pulled up behind them and jerked to a stop. Libertus rolled down the window and beckoned them over.

“C’mon, get in! They set up a trap in the square, I heard it on the radio,” Libertus yelled in that tone that he was convinced was quiet.

Continuing my Nyx Lives AU where Libertus finds Nyx before he gets shot, and so he never puts on the ring. And things go from there.

Libertus PoV this chapter!

Title: Not All Who Wander Are Lost Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Luche Lazarus, Nyx Ulric, Libertus Ostium Relationships: Luche & Nyx, Libertus & Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

The Lazarus clan has been responsible for protecting the royal family of Galahd for centuries, and Luche takes his duty seriously. It's a shame the only surviving member hates him.

Day 3

Art

Title: Day 3 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Pelna Khara Relationship: N/A

Title: Pelna!!! On a fishing (?) adventure Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Pelna Khara, Titus Drautos, Nyx Ulric, Luche Lazarus, Libertus Ostium, Tredd Furia Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Tredditions Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Tredd Furia, Nyx Ulric, Pelna Khara, Libertus Ostium, Luche Lazarus Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Tredd hazes the rookies educates the new class of Glaives on Important Glaive Traditions. And then celebrates some more somber ones with the rest of his own recruiting class. Fill for Kingsglaive Legends 2023: Day 3 - Tradition

Title: Training (ft. Nyx & Drautos) Author: Blossom Adventures Link: Tumblr Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Titus Drautos Relationships: Nyx / OC Summary/Excerpt:

It was the hottest day of the year, the height of summer, the training grounds in the Citadel were exposed to the full sun at this time of day. Captain Drautos had called off training when he saw how the Glaive were struggling, he let them go home, and they did just that, all but one.

Title: All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Libertus Ostium, Nyx Ulric, Luche Lazarus, Crowe Altius Relationships: Libertus & Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

On their way to Insomnia after the attack on Galahd, Libertus decides Nyx needs some time away and invites him on a hunt. Unfortunately, he should have realized that nothing is simple when traveling with an Ulric.

Day 4

Art

Title: Day 4 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Sonitus Bellum Relationship: N/A

Title: Family Fix-it Home Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Libertus Ostium, Luche Lazarus, Pelna Khara, Crowe Altius Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Shifting Sand - Chapter 2 Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Crowe Altius Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Crowe’s not quite sure what’s going on, or who this lady is, or why people are trying to kill her, but she’s determined she’s not going to die first. Crowe’s POV of the last section of Solid Ground.

Day 5

Art

Title: Day 5 Artist: StarJunco Link: TumblrGlaives: Tredd Furia Relationship: N/A

Title: Slice of Life/Love(?) Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Nyx Ulric Relationship: Nyx / Noct (possible)

Fics

Title: All Through the Night Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Luche Lazarus, Sonitus Bellum Relationships: Luche & Sonitus Summary/Excerpt:

Luche is working late on the Night Shift, and struggling with the weight of responsibilities.

Day 6

Art

Title: Day 6 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Axis Arra Relationship: N/A

Title: Titus...more like TiSUS Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Titus Drautos Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Hide and Sneak - Chapter 2 Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Pelna Khara, Nyx Ulric Relationships: N/A Summary/Excerpt:

Pelna loved figuring out secrets. It was one of the best things about being a scout – putting together puzzles and learning the crucial pieces of information that could save his fellow glaives, or the Crownsguard holding the lines, or the people just trying to live their lives as the tides of war swept over them. He might not be able to liberate whole towns himself, or smash through the enemy lines to allow advances and retreats, but he could find things no one else could, and that saved lives, too.

Pelna is clever, and sneaky, and learns a lot, maybe even more than he wanted to.

Chapter 2/2! Pelna heads home.

Title: Today's Gonna Be My Day Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Titus Drautos Relationships: Titus Drautos & Cor Leonis Summary/Excerpt:

Crownsguard Titus Drautos is determined to make a place for himself in the Crownsguard, despite the hostility of his fellow recruits. If only he could stop running into the same smug bastard every time he tried to train.

Day 7

Art

Title: Day 7 Artist: StarJunco Link: Tumblr Glaives: Libertus Ostium Relationship: N/A

Title: Day 7 Artist: StarJunco Link: TumblrGlaives: Nyx Ulric Relationship: N/A

Title: Live Libertus Reaction Artist: dablotte Link: Twitter Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Crowe Altius, Libertus Ostium Relationship: N/A

Fics

Title: Where Angels Fear to Tread Author: Awlwren Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Titus Drautos Relationships: pre- Cor / Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

When he’d turned back enough to have a clearer shot of where Drautos had been standing guard over the glaive wounded, Cor had a moment of confusion when he didn’t see the man. A quick survey of the field showed the lone glaive who’d reinforced the western flank holding back a wall of gunfire with an impressively sturdy shield, one that surely couldn’t last, but no sign of their Captain.

As he got close enough, Cor finally realized that the hunched figure in the middle of the courtyard he’d previously missed was not wearing the red of blood but the darker shade of Drautos’s uniform.

Somehow, while he’d been being cautious, Titus Drautos had fallen.

Cor goes to meet the Kingsglaive returning from their latest raid and helps them out of an ambush, and meets someone who might be worth keeping an eye on.

Title: Fools Rush In Author: Garbria aka Loki_chan Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Glaives: Nyx Ulric, Titus Drautos Relationships: pre - Cor / Nyx Summary/Excerpt:

Things go badly when Nyx’s unit gets ambushed on the way back from a mission. Then Cor shows up.

#kglegends23 #ffxv #kingsglaive #nyx ulric #libertus ostium #pelna khara #Crowe Altius #Titus Drautos #Sonitus Bellum #Axis Arra #Luche Lazarus #Tredd Furia #masterpost #Thanks so much to everyone who participated!#updated 2023.12.21

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What songs would you say are considered to be the great Taylor Swift songs? Despite, of course, iconic ME!

i cant tell if this is sarcastic or not -- but i listed my top ten (not joking) taylor songs here and since you mentioned ME! im going to use this as an opportunity to be a hater. so here is a list 5 of my least favorite taylor swift songs that i wish i could erase from my brain:

you need to calm down. needs no further explanation, that song sucks ass. in my opinion its worse than ME!

i forgot that you existed. absolute garbage. like so much of taylor's songs that i hate, is more concerned with the real life drama and setting up a narrative than it is with being a good song. vocal delivery and production both sound lazy. it was an insane choice to open lover with this song, it sucks so bad, i hate it

so it goes. imo her most boring song and i think she agrees bc she didnt even play it on the rep tour. i posted a comment on reddit saying that once and got downvoted like crazy and i was like youre all lying to yourselves that song sucks

bejeweled. if bejeweled has one hater its me. i despise that song. the hook is so dumb and who allowed the sentence "familiarity breeds contempt dont put me in the basement when i want the penthouse of your heart" to be put to track. like enough of the mixed metaphors taylor. just say "set me free" or something and move on. and the stupid little repetitive synth on the chorus just grates on my nerves. ugh that song sucks. imo worse than vigilante shit even though that song sucks too.

suburban legends. hate everything about it, from the insane plastic summer line to the dumb title (its a bad attempt at a taylor swift "twist on a popular idiom" -- like that isnt even what urban legends means. its so dumb) to the insane wordiness of every line that just makes me doubt that it was actually written during 1989 era (like most 1989 era songs are ... simply not that wordy or obsessed with like 10 different mixed metaphors. taylor didnt really get that wordy until post folklore and i just think the 1989 vault (save for say dont go) is NOT actually from that era there i said it) anyway ya suburban legends haunts me god i hate that song

honorary mention for slut! also, because 1) it also sucks 2) there is no way she actually considered releasing THAT instead of blank space and that was such a bald faced lie i couldnt believe people bought it and 3) clink clink? be so fucking for real with me right now.

#answered #anonymous #taylor swift #god i fucking hate suburban legends #i always forget how much i hate it and then i hear it and im like. fuck this song #HAHA i was trying to be less of a hater since my anon accused me of not liking taylor swift bc of my hating #like anon u misunderstand me. i love her. but she has written and released some absolute garbage in the last 15+ years #and we need to be brave enough to admit that to ourselves

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Community Blog: “For Rent FAQ with Devs”

There’s a new blog post about The Sims 4 For Rent Expansion Pack on the official The Sims webpage. This time it’s a FAQ with the game developers.

There are a few new bits of information as well as answers to questions people have been asking on social media, so it’s worth the read. Check it out below.

The Sims 4 For Rent Expansion Pack comes out on December 7th.

New Lot Type

How many units can be contained within a residential rental?

6 Units can be made in a Residential Rental

Are there cheats to change this cap?

Yes! bb.increaserentalunitcap on/off

There is a max of 99 Units per Save.

How many Sims can live in each unit?

A full Sim household of 8 Sims can live in a Unit.

Are there loading screens when I want to visit another unit on the residential rental lot?

Yes, there will be loading screens between units, but sims from other units will use objects in the shared spaces.

How can I easily swap between household units to play? Do I have to go to manage worlds?

You can access units through manage worlds as always, but we have also added a new “Switch to Household” interaction on doors of the active residential lot so you can switch to other units more easily.

Can I build high-rises like in City Living?

You will still be limited to the existing build mode rules including number of floors and wall heights.

Where can’t I build Residential Rentals?

Sulani Waterfront Lot

Penthouse Lots

Vacation Worlds and Hidden Lots (Jungle Adventure, Batuu, Outdoor Retreat)

Can I change apartments from City Living or Eco Lifestyle to the new Residential Rentals?

Residential Rentals are brand new Lot Type with all new gameplay offered in For Rent. Existing apartments in City Living or Eco Lifestyle remain unique and separate from these new Residential Rental lot type, although Residential Rentals can be placed in lots from these worlds to add even more dimension and variety.

Can I build a Residential Rental on a Penthouse lot from City Living?

Penthouses are special lots that will not work with this venue type. Penthouses and their functionality will remain unchanged with the addition of For Rent.

Do new Residential Rental events happen on apartment lots?

We have added Maintenance Troubles as a new Lot Challenge that can be placed on any other Residential lots. The new Maintenance Events, though, can only happen on Residential Rentals by default.

Property Management

Can I own any other businesses with this pack?

You will still be able to own businesses from other packs as well as be a Property Owner for Residential Rental Lots! We do not have any new businesses added with this pack.

Do the water heater, ac units include gameplay? Do they work on lots other than Residential Rentals?

Yes there is gameplay associated with the Water Heater, Electrical Panel, AC unit, and the Radiators. Some of these will have additional gameplay when used in conjunction with Seasons.

These will work for all Residential lots, but when used in Residential Rental lots they will work for the individual units if placed inside them or for all units if placed in shared spaces.

Can a unit on a Residential Rental be a business venue/lot type?

Residential Rentals, a business in and of themselves, cannot be combined with other businesses.

Does mold cause Sims to become zombies?

Mold gameplay and associated deaths are very opt-in and easily avoidable. No Zombie outbreaks are attached to this new death type and ghost.

Closer than Ever

Will sims Snoop by themselves (autonomously)?

If Sims have the Nosy trait they will observe other Sims, but will not find out any secrets.

Are Snooping Sims Burglars? Will Burglar music play?

The iconic Sim burglar experience intrudes our thoughts for another day. Snooping and secrets are subtly different, although can be combined with Kleptomanic Trait for some fun and interesting active gameplay.

Bustling and Beautiful

How many new lots are there?

2 neighborhoods. 9 lots.

2 20×15

3 20×20

2 30×20

1 30×30

1 40×30

Do secrets and snooping work with any Sim and on any lot, or only on Residential Rentals?

Yes, these are available for all lots, not just Residential Rentals.

What new animals are in the animal sanctuary – is it a rabbithole?

The Tiger Sanctuary in Tomarang is a rabbithole activity for Sims. While your Sims adventure offscreen, you’ll navigate the best choice path to earn them cool new rewards and unlockables!

Hopscotch and Marbles – what age groups can play these activities? Is it only children?

Marbles is Child specific, but collecting Marbles is available even after you’ve become an adult.

Hopscotch was designed for Child Sims, but can be used by Teens and Up as well.

Can I ride Boats or in the Tuk Tuk?

No, Boats and Tuk Tuks are just for ambiance

#news #the sims 4 #ts4 #sims 4 #for rent #expansion pack

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dolce-tenebra-toscana · 4 months ago

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Vento Infernale au

La Squadra and their favourite member of the Hazbin Hotel/Helluva boss cast ( considering is a crossover, they interacted at least once or they regularly see each other for plot reasons )

PART 1!

Risotto: Carmilla and Zestial

He may not be an overlord but Risotto is a heavily respected hitman and his services ( along with his team ) are often requested by Carmilla and Zestial themselves.

They usually talk about work but all 3 of them bond over the connection they have with their " family " and that they would do anything to protect them.

Carmilla's daughters are especially fond of him since he teached them the basics of self defense in Carmilla's absence, the overlord deeply appreciated that he took time to listen and find suitable weapons/combat style for her Clara and Odette.

Wine time between the 3 became a regular thing after some time~

Prosciutto: Stolas and Asmodeus

Prosciutto met the big guy Ozzie through his partner Fizzarolli ( Fizz had a show in Pride and was being followed by a bunch of creeps, so Prosci decided to help the imp hoping to get at least some type of reward....he did but definetly not the one he was hoping 🤣) and after being granted special VIP membership to Ozzie's second location in Pentagram city ( bear with me again, it's for plot reasons ) he was introduced by the Sin to Stoals as well.

The 3 of them bond over the fact that they always want to appear to their best and the high expectations people puts on them, their love for expensive stuff and the fact that all 3 are k*nky af.

So they meet in Ozzie's penthouse to chat and enjoy a good show (Asmodeus and Stolas also gave him a " i simp for imp " t shirt when they found out he was into imps as well lol)

Illuso: the Vees

Ok we talking about Heathers here....BUT WAY WORSE!!

If Illuso wasn't already part of the hitman team Vox, Val and Vel would have definetly asked him to join the V club but they all soon learned about his loyalty to the Squadra ( they lowkey respect that )

Vox asks the onryo sinner opinions about what trashy tv entartainment the mass needs cause Illuso is really quick on catching gossip; Val likes to party with him and they like to be the talk of the s*x clubs of the turf ( Valentino asked him to perform in some of his movies as well and illuso may have accepted...but no one knows in which one ) Velvette considers him a fashion icon, not as much as herself but definetly a close one! They love to make Voxtagram lives where they lay down the laws of what's " in " or not and loves to bully people online/on the runway durin vel's shows....so yeah these 3 together vibe but it's a nightmare for whoever is in their proximity

PART 2 SOON!!

#vento infernale au #hazbin hotel au #jjba au #jjba risotto #jjba prosciutto #jjba illuso #hazbil carmilla #hazbin zestial #helluva asmodeus #helluva stolas #hazbin velvette #hazbin valentino #hazbin vox #my au

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mariacallous · 6 months ago

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Former Orlen CEO Daniel Obajtek claims he’s not hiding abroad. However, many of his videos on social media were shot in a Budapest penthouse apartment owned by a company close to Viktor Orbán’s government. During the time we were watching the house, a man hiding his face jumped into the same type of car that Obajtek posted about. On another occasion, Orbán’s close aide entered the building.

In the morning of June 1, a tall woman with colored blonde hair wearing a black hoodie stepped out of a beautifully renovated 19th-century building of Budapest’s elegant Andrássy avenue. A huge advertisement banner above the building’s gate reads in English: “luxury apartments for sale,” and “where values and high quality meet.” The woman crossed Oktogon, the Hungarian capital’s iconic eight-sided square, then disappeared onto a smaller street while talking to someone on the phone.

Twelve minutes later, a metallic gray Lexus ES 300h briefly stopped in front of the same building. At exactly the same time, the ornate brown wooden gate opened, and a man hiding behind a face mask, sunglasses and a cap appeared on the street. The timing was so precise that there was barely enough time for us to start recording what was happening: the man had already jumped into the back seat of the car and disappeared.

Later, when we analyzed the video frame-by-frame, we could identify the driver as a blonde-haired woman — one who looked extremely similar to the one who had just left the building.

Meanwhile, the tinted passenger windows of the Lexus successfully hid the man. The whole process seemed carefully designed and perfectly executed in order to protect his identity. The letters on the license plate of the car, however, signify that it comes from Warsaw’s Mokotów district.

We had good reason for watching the house on Andrássy, even on a Saturday morning: VSquare and Frontstory.pl’s partner on this investigation, Radio Zet, has learned from its sources that one of the building’s residents is Daniel Obajtek. He is the former CEO of the Polish state-owned oil company Orlen, and his long tenure leading the Polish oil company is embroiled in scandal.

Was the man who did everything to hide his face while slipping into the car Obajtek? We can’t know for sure. However, a few weeks earlier, on April 10, Obajtek’s official Facebook account posted a photo of him fueling a metallic gray car. Only certain parts of the car are visible in the picture – but from those very distinct parts, the type of car, Lexus ES 300h, is easily recognizable.

This past week, in addition to watching the building at Andrássy in the hope that we could meet Obajtek, we also thoroughly analyzed his social media content. With the help of sources with intimate knowledge of the various relevant locations, we successfully identified the places from which he has been posting his videos — at least since February.

This is how we were able to confirm that many of his Instagram videos are indeed recorded at the same building at Andrássy from a 147 square meter penthouse apartment worth approx. €1.6-2 million. The official owner of the apartment is BBID Ltd, a real estate developer company that turned the previously run-down building into luxury housing. The owners of the company reportedly have close ties to Viktor Orbán’s government and are even business relations with the Hungarian Prime Minister’s son-in-law, István Tiborcz. According to Radio Zet’s sources, the penthouse where Obajtek spends considerable time is rented out, although it’s unclear who is officially renting it.

Obajtek posted his first video from the penthouse apartment on February 19. In April, he even conducted a Youtube interview with a right-wing journalist in what seems to be his secret Budapest home. Another recurring location in Obajtek’s videos is Budapest’s City Park (Városliget) at the end of Andrássy avenue, from which he appears to have posted multiple videos – including one mocking Polish media by suggesting he is not “on the run” from his scandals but rather getting into shape to face the “media’s attacks.”

Although the videos are carefully edited so as to not show recognizable landmarks, Hungarian text or anything else that would give away their locations, we could still identify them using open source research.

Recently, Obajtek has been the subject of much attention from the public — as well as from Polish prosecutors, due to revelations about Orlen’s gigantic financial losses during his tenure as CEO. Polish investigators are currently conducting three main investigations into dealings under Obajtek’s leadership:

on the merger of the state-owned Orlen and Lotos energy companies and the agreement to sell a 30 percent stake in the Gdansk Refinery to Saudi Aramco

on Orlen’s huge financial losses, which were caused by the radical cutting of fuel prices on the wholesale and retail markets in autumn 2023 – and which may have been related to the parliamentary elections (the idea being that lower prices would boost the then-ruling Law and Justice government’s chances)

the unsupervised transfer of more than PLN 1.5 billion to OTS (Orlen Trading Switzerland).

So far Obajtek is expected to testify in the prosecutor’s investigation as a witness – he is not charged. Though according to Gazeta Wyborcza, staying abroad might be a preventive measure for him to avoid any potential charges before the European Parliament elections. Obajtek is running as the Law and Justice’s candidate from Podkarpacie (Southern Poland).

Obajtek is not the first person from outside of Hungary who, when scrutinized by their home countries’ authorities, feels that it is safer under Hungarian jurisdiction. In 2018, after he was convicted and sentenced to jail, former North Macedonian Prime Minister Nikola Gruevski fled to Hungary, where he was granted asylum. In early 2024, facing charges at home, former Brazilian President Jair Bolsonaro spent multiple days at the Hungarian Embassy in Brasília, as the New York Times has uncovered. Both of them reportedly closely coordinated with Hungarian government officials.

There is no information on whether Obajtek also enjoys the protection of Hungarian authorities or communicates with them. However, shortly after 6pm on Monday, June 4, we spotted Viktor Orbán’s close personal aide Dávid Héjj entering the Andrássy avenue building. We have no information as to which apartment he went into, but he routinely typed in the gate code without any help, suggesting it is not his first visit there. There was no indication that Obajtek was also in the building at the time.

What is public knowledge, however, is that Obajtek knows Viktor Orbán: back in 2022, when Orlen and Hungary’s MOL oil company entered into a deal over acquiring gas stations in both countries, the deal was “welcomed” by the government and Obajtek was received by Orbán in his office.

We sent requests for comment to BBID Ltd. and the office of Viktor Orbán, none of them reacted before publication.

Obajtek replied: “I have never made a secret of the fact that I conduct business talks not only in Poland, but also abroad. It is, therefore, natural that I have to stop somewhere during these trips. As a private person, I do not have to explain myself. Please do not look for sensations. I am not asking you where you are staying during your trips.”

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Unveiling the Beauty: A Deep Dive into Wood Floor Repair in Manhattan by Paintworks NY

Manhattan, the heartbeat of New York City, is home to a myriad of historic buildings and contemporary spaces, each with its unique charm. Amidst the diverse architectural tapestry, wood floors stand as timeless elements of elegance. In this detailed exploration, we'll delve into the intricate world of wood floor repair in Manhattan, spotlighting the expertise of Paintworks NY and their commitment to preserving the beauty of these iconic surfaces.

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Explore the restoration of a historic brownstone's parquet flooring, where Paintworks NY skillfully repaired intricate patterns and revived the original beauty of the space.

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Journey through the transformation of a modern loft's distressed wood floor, showcasing Paintworks NY's ability to blend contemporary design with meticulous repair techniques.

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To prolong the life of wood floors, Paintworks NY provides practical maintenance tips, including regular cleaning, protective measures against furniture, and the importance of addressing issues promptly.

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As sustainability becomes integral to design practices, the blog explores Paintworks NY's perspective on eco-friendly wood floor restoration methods, shedding light on the evolving landscape of the industry.

In the heart of Manhattan, where history meets innovation, Paintworks NY emerges as a guardian of wood floor elegance. This blog serves as a comprehensive guide, offering readers a glimpse into the artistry, precision, and dedication involved in wood floor repair. Through a commitment to craftsmanship and a fusion of tradition and technology, Paintworks NY ensures that the timeless allure of wood floors continues to grace the interiors of Manhattan's architectural gems for years to come.

#apartment painting nyc #interior painting nyc #painting contractors in nyc #plaster ciling repair in nyc #manhattan kitchen renovation in nyc #pre war nyc apartment interior wood trim renovation #apartment kitchen cabinets in nyc #paint works new york #manhattan cabinets new york ny

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lvcky0ne · 1 year ago

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✧. stage name: hiro

✧. birth name: minami hiro

✧. birthday: may 26, 1995

✧. zodiac: gemini

✧. birthplace: tokyo, japan

✧. ethnicity: japanese

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✧. personality: hiro has always been the restless type. easily bored, she is always chasing after something to keep her occupied. she finds socializing easy and has many friends and acquaintances, but very few people truly know her as she tends to keep herself just out of arm's reach, flitting above any personal intimacy. she turns to vices and self-destructive tendencies when she feels her life has been moving too slow or she is left to sit with her thoughts and feelings for too long. she likes to say she does things “for the plot.” a rebellious streak coupled with this has put her in the spotlight for many scandals; spotted in clubs, smoking, stumbling home on the arm of a man, but the only thing the company can do is damage control, all attempts to stop her have been futile. she can be temperamental and impatient at times, getting frustrated easily, especially when it comes to her creative expression. she is passionate about her art, but finds it hard to stick with something that is difficult for her.

✧. family

. minami katsumi ; mother

. minami daichi ; father

✧. physical

. height: 162 cm ( 5’4” )

. faceclaim: hirai momo

. body mods: double lobe piercings, right conch piercing, double helix piercing on the right, navel piercing, several small tattoos scattered on her whole body

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✧. label: the lucky one, a subsidiary of rainbow entertainment

✧. training period: 2 years as a trainee, then member of akb48; 2 years under rainbow entertainment

✧. group position: main dancer, lead rapper

✧. idol persona: she has a cool girl vibe to her, the rapper + dancer combination and her concepts that don’t shy away from being fun and sexy. she tends to be talkative during variety shows and will play up the fan service for fun, but she’s not afraid to sass back to hosts who may try and overpower her. her competitive streak never fails to comes out to play on game shows. her party girl persona is no secret, constantly being plastered all over the media for attending some club or party, and this garners her both fans and infamy. some say she doesn’t take her career seriously and she’s acting as a horrible role model for fans, while others find it iconic in an early 2000s paris hilton way. she’s not one to hide her opinions on certain aspects of the industry, most notably going viral for calling grown male fans weird. the internet was split on this issue, some people saying she was calling out creepy men who fetishize idols while others were butt hurt, calling her sexist and man-hating. she has the most sexualized image in lucky, with only their second comeback featuring her twerking in tiny shorts and holding other women on leashes, but she doesn’t shy away from it. although, admittedly, the hate and slut-shaming impacts her more than she lets on, she’s been known to lash out at haters online.

｡:°ஐ history tw ; mentions of parental neglect, drug use, csa

born to two wealthy socialites tokyo, her father a creative executive for akb48, and her mother a former city pop singer. they never gave much attention or care to their only child, treating her more as an accessory to their image around their famous friends than anything. when she was around 8, her knack for rebellion began and she quickly learned that her parents would leave her to her own devices if she just acted out at their fancy gatherings.

often left alone with just the small staff to upkeep their penthouse in tokyo, she started to learn things on her own. she skipped school often, going with her friends to buy ice cream or sneak cigarettes instead of attending the classes at her expensive private school that were way too boring anyway.

she found tokyo’s nightlife scene when she was far too young. 13 years old, wearing thick eyeliner and stuffed push up bras, she found a way in to clubs by sneaking in the back or tempting the bouncers. men twice her age buying her drinks and handing her pills, and eventually luring her to the side of the building to take advantage of her. she thought it was all ok, cool even. even when she would wake up with no memory but a sharp pain in her brain and sore all over.

when she was 16, her antics were beginning to get harder to ignore after being arrested for breaking in to a neighbor’s apartment after entering the wrong building when she was belligerently high. her father decided that she needed to put her energy into something more productive; making him money. so, he managed to get her a spot as a trainee for akb48. she thought it would be cool enough, performing for fans nightly, having people know her name. it put a damper on her partying for a little while, but she quickly became bored with the good girl act imposed on all of the akb idols and reverted to her old ways.

she managed to keep it under control well enough to make her official debut, but after being caught on camera, drunkenly mocking the group in a club, she was removed. to cover up the scandal and save face, her father shipped her off to korea to become a trainee at the struggling company of one of his industry friends, rainbow entertainment.

she resented being sent away against her will, but she was admittedly excited to be farther from her parents and their name. she also enjoyed the trainee program at rainbow more than she thought she would, the contrast against her akb training was stark. instead of learning mind numbing cutesy choreography with 50 other girls, she got to grow into her own creative expression. since then, she has opened up much more to the idol lifestyle and does enjoy the fame and attention of it all, but she still leans into her self-destructive, party girl life more than most in her life would prefer.

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