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superheroshippinq-archive · 4 years

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*slides in on my heelies* okay quill, gush time. Scream about anything and everything with your f/os. No holding back —Nic

@me-myself-and-my-fos you're so gonna regret giving me this ask but THANK YOU TGTGSHSGS

putting it under a cut bc its just a big gush dump abt literally all my f/os but to anyone who does read it all thank you and srsly i love u so much i hope u know that i would die for u 🥺🥰 💕

// literally like. where do i start my mind is EVERYWHERE and im having a CRISIS i just love them all ?? sm ?? yknow ??

// i think mainly i’ve been thinking abt mon and winn like .... omg. theres this thing mon el does in c*non where he was reading romeo and juliet and underlining lines that reminded him of kara and I WANT HIM TO DO THAT FOR ME SO SO BAD ........... like that is so soft and usually i dont like taking ideas from c*non ships but oh my god that one is so good .......... 💕💕

// i had a not so good dream last night so i was thinking abt winn comforting me after a nightmare ( and not letting me have coffee at like 2 am to keep myself awake bc he wants me to get some sleep ). and him staying up to help me fall asleep again even tho he’s tired. like. wow he would so do that for me 🥺🥺

// winn is just so cute like hes such a good soft boy and hes so awkward but silly and so CUTE like .... he has a very cute face yknow ?? like a puppy ?? i just ???? i adore him i ADORE HIM and every time i see him im like. sir. sir give me a KISS.

// also i cannot stop thinking abt .... reunions with both of them yknow .... bc theyre both in the 31st century rn and it literally does NOT help that cw keeps teasing them coming back this season like i am so impatient let me see my BOYS AND GIVE THEM BIG SMOOCHES !!!!!!!!!!!! 😤😤

// ok OK BUT ALSO OFC after the last supergirl ive been thinking abt brainy but more specifically female brainy like ......... GOD SHES SO PRETTY. LOOK AT HER.

// wow that is my WIFE RIGHT THERE THAT IS HER MY WIFE A LITERAL GODDESS I LOVE HER SM. shes so badass and stoic too and you already KNOW thats my type just LOOK at kate and jessica. my brain refuses to be on straight activity today i am SO bi. should i make a new tag for her or should i just keep her under brainy’s tag ??? IDK BUT SHES THE GREATEST. pls. marry me

// and speaking of my wife .... like ,,, wow. kate ,,, she is just. i SWEAR 90% of what she did in last nights ep was stand around in her suit but oh my god i love her so much i was in AWE. luke wasn’t on her comms when she went on missions in that episode so i kept imagining myself taking his place ( since hes my brother ) and being in her ear during missions and wow ..... we’re a power couple aren’t we .....

// also. she was just standing around letting those teenagers take selfies with her bc she cant say no lmfao shes adorable.

// I’D GUSH ABT ⭐ BUT I LEGIT DONT TRUST MYSELF WITH KEEPING HIM A SECRET BUT KNOW I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AND I SAW HIM YESTERDAY IN A RANDOM AD AND I SQUEALED

// ok ok thinking abt mon again bc he helps so much with my anxiety like ..... i can easily think of so many soft scenarios with him and they really help distract me when i get upset or anxious. i think of so much angst with him too but its GOOD ANGST and it still makes me really happy to think abt if that makes sense ??? i just wanna hug him and be in his arms and have soft domestic moments with him .......................... is that so bad ?? i love him so so much ???

// WINN TOO I GET TO SEE EVIL WINN IN THE NEXT EP AND THATS LOWKEY ( HIGHKEY ) SO SO EXCITING .... TOYMAKER WINN OH MY GOD

// its kinda funny that a lot of the time i cant think abt mon without thinking abt winn what does that MEAN

// literally just putting this here bc i started thinking abt female brainy again. miss dox. i’d be so lovestruck the first time i meet her i swear. like. i’d be pining so hard alex would tell me to just go home bc im not getting any work done LMFAO. she is literally the DIRECTOR OF THE DEO WHERE SHES FROM OH MY GOD. she is so powerful and knows it i love her. help.

// yknow .... ive been thinking abt the last ep of crisis and how much more cheerful/happy barry seemed and its just so good to see that again. it feels SO GOOD to see that again. all ive wanted this past like 4 MONTHS is for him to be happy again and its happened finally and gosh i am the big heart eyes @ him because im so happy and proud of him ................. i got lost in pics of him on pinterest this morning i SWEAR hes such a big comfort for me that i just go to him even when i dont need comfort tgbtrhgshg. barry sir i cannot wait to marry you. look how far we’ve come

// tomorrow is a new legends ep and i get new nate content .... like ... i love my historian boy i do not give him enough love but i adore him with all my heart. he’s actually one of my longest kept f/os since i’ve been shipping with him WAY before i even made that blog and i think thats pretty great of us 😤👌 im just hoping he gets a lot of screen time !!!!

// *points to conner and jessica* I DONT HAVE MUCH TO SAY ABT YALL RN BUT I THINK ABT YALL EVERY DAY AND I LOVE YALL SO MUCH AND IM NOT NEGLECTING U I SWEAR

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theres-a-goldensky · 4 years

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26 + 2 Various BL Series Fic Recs

Fandoms included in this fic rec list: Love By Chance, TharnType, Until We Meet Again, My Engineer, 2 Moons, HIStory3: Trapped (plus a bit of bonus Theory of Love and WHY R U?)

I’ve found a handful of good fics for all of these tiny pairings that I am newly obsessed with, and I thought I’d share them with you if you’re also looking for something good to read. Please, if you have recs of your own, point me in the direction of any other good stuff!

As ever, feel free to reblog and check out my other rec lists for the following fandoms:

The Untamed list one and two - various pairings, mostly Wangxian

IT chapter 2 list one and two - Reddie

Good Omens - Aziraphale/Crowley

Or just head over to my bookmarks on AO3.

(All recs are complete) (I’ve noted pairings, length, and rating, but not any warnings or additional tags.)

** denotes personal favorite

LOVE BY CHANCE / THARNTYPE

1. the count up series by sweetiejelly - Tin/Can - ~34,000 words, explicit - A fix-it fic post-canon where Tin and Can slowly work out their issues with some missteps and learning along the way.

So two weeks later, when Can first does it, Tin doesn't know what to do. For the longest while, he just turns off his phone screen. And then turns it back on.

good night, tin. it's been a while but i promised to say good night. so, good night, sleep well.

Every damn time the text is still there.

In the end, Tin deletes it.

The next morning, Can does it again.

good morning, tin. looks like rain today. don't forget your umbrella.

Tin deletes it.

The texts keep coming.

2. ** LBC Aftermath series by Mara - LBC/TharnType crossover- ~6700 words, mature - Were you too horrified by Techno’s ending in LBC? This author feels your pain and did her part to get some justice for Techno. This fic has zero sympathy for Kengkla, which I deeply appreciated. This will help you work out some of your anger. It features LBC!Techno and the TharnType versions of Tharn and Type. Mind the warnings, since this deals with the serious consequences of Kengkla’s actions.

Kengkla stayed at the house through the morning and Techno was so jumpy he nearly leaped out of his skin every time Kla looked at him or talked to him. Even though Kla had explained what happened and how he wasn’t upset to be dating, Techno still felt weird. He kind of wished he remembered what had happened. A guy should remember how he lost his virginity, right?

Kla grabbed him in a big hug and Techno froze, managing a weak grin when Kla pulled back to smile at him. “I’ve got to go home now. But I’ll call you later. Let me know if you go somewhere.”

“O-okay.” Techno stared as the boy let himself out the front door.

3. 5 + 1 by strokeofluck - Tin/Can- ~3600 words, rated general - This is a sweet story about the times when Pete sees Tin having feelings for Can.

Pete weighed his options as he glanced back and forth between Tin and Can. Can didn’t seem to be bothered by the whole thing, he even had a shy smile on his face. Or at least, Pete thought it was a shy smile, he had never really seen this kind of expression coming from Can before.

He could let this whole thing go, he supposed, but he didn’t really want to. It was time for him to finally say to Tin: I told you so.

“You were born in Bangkok,” he said, casting a wide net and hoping Can would find himself caught in it.

Can did.

4. That Testified Surprise by Mara - Techno/Tharn/Type - ~7000 words, mature - This is a LBC canon rewrite that stars the TharnType version of all three characters. Type realizes something is not...quite...right with Kengkla and invites Techno to stay with him and Tharn instead of going home drunk.

Pouring Techno into the passenger seat, Type sat down in the driver’s seat and pulled the phone out to check it, entering the passcode. (The passcode was the birthday of Thai national football team captain Siwarak Tedsungnoen, of course. Duh.)

Fuck, it looked like Nic had been either texting or calling every 20 minutes since they got to the bar. What was up there?

Scrolling back through the evening’s texts, Type scowled harder. Loving brother or not, this was fucking creepy. Going back farther, it looked like it was a pattern. Did the kid do anything other than pester his brother about his whereabouts?

THARNTYPE

5. everything he wants by minkit - ~5100 words, explicit - Type accidentally ruins one of Tharn’s shirts and agrees to do whatever Tharn wants to make up for it. Which means it’s porn stretched over the bare bones of a plot, and it’s great.

Tharn’s hands moved across the bed, slowly, inch by inch and it was frustrating because Type knew they were heading to him, but Tharn took his sweet time. And then they were covering his hands and Tharn’s face was mere centimeters from his and Type could barely breathe. It took everything he had not to lean forward and capture those lips that also belonged to him, but he had a feeling if he tried, Tharn wouldn’t let him. He had that look on his face and Type knew what it meant.

He knew he was in for a long rest of the night.

6. You’ve Got Mail by perthbysaint - ~7800 words, explicit - Type sends Tharn nudes at the most inconvenient times.

A selfie? From Type? Tharn was thanking all of his lucky stars as he happily taps to load the image. The picture loads and Tharn’s phone slips from his suddenly lax grip. Convinced he couldn’t have just seen what he thought he just saw, he picks his phone up hastily and stares very intently at the picture.

It’s a mirror selfie, obviously taken in a changing room, but that thought comes secondary to thighs. Type is holding the camera in front of his face to take the picture, shirt clenched in his other hand and pulled up slightly to show off the shorts. The fucking shorts. He had seen Type in his soccer gear before and yes, Type has most definitely asked for the wrong size and Tharn is more grateful than he’s ever been for anything in his whole life. The shorts are riding up so high they can’t cover more than a few inches of skin, Type’s smooth, powerful thighs on full display. On the inside of his left thigh, there’s a tiny purple mark peeking out from under the bottom of the shorts. Tharn knows exactly what it is because he was the one who left it there just two days ago when he sucked marks into Type’s thighs for a half-hour before he slung Type’s legs over his shoulders and ate him out until Type was sobbing fat tears and begging Tharn to let him come.

7. pet names series by LokelaniRose - ~50,000 words, explicit - A series of post-episode fics that gives us the sex that the show only hinted at, starting with the shower scene.

Tharn prides himself on his self-control. All his passion and intensity is saved for his music, when he’s safely behind a drum kit and can let it all out. He’s never been as irritated by anyone else as he is by Type and all his playground bullying nonsense. Something about the other boy just shakes something loose inside him, rattles at Tharn’s iron discipline until he has to grit his teeth constantly not to just – what? Kiss him? Kill him? Tharn has enough composure (and pride) to put up a front that’s all smiles and wry amusement, but really he regularly skips between one of two daydreams – twisting Type’s head off or fucking him into the ground.

(Tharn is absolutely not going to admit to the third set of daydreams, of curling up around Type when he’s cold or cheering him on at matches or bringing him home to meet Tharn’s father. Nope, no, definitely not.)

2MOONS SERIES

8. ** The universe where we do not commit reckless, unlubricated buttsex by startledoctopus - Forth/Beam - ~8700 words, explicit - This is a great story about Beam giving in and trying to seduce Forth the same way he seduced all of those girls in his past. This Forth is great, and the story retcons their first time to something far more pleasant for Beam.

"We're heading into a unit on disorders of the spine and I need to review my basic skeletal and muscular anatomy. But it feels stupid to keep studying these weird-looking diagrams and drawings." None of this was, strictly speaking, factual, but an engineering major wouldn't know any different. Beam gathered up all his bravado, walked behind Forth, and began rucking up his shirts as if this were completely normal.

"What! I..."

"Shut up, I need to look at a real back so I know what I'll be looking at as a doctor." Forth let him take the shirts off, glancing back at him several times but giving in meekly to Beam's stern look. Forth shuffled the papers some more.

"All right. Okay, um...Ah!" Beam smirked at Forth's reaction as he ran his thumbs down the nape of his neck.

9. Good Things Come To by sweetiejelly - Ming/Kit - ~4300 words, explicit - Kit gets drunk and reveals more of his feelings for Ming than he probably means to.

"Hmm." Kit closes his eyes and leans his head back on the headrest. "Ming, Ming, Ming. Do you know your name's a kiss? I'm kissing the air everytime I say 'Ming'!" Kit pops his mouth and it pops Ming's mind a bit. "And then I think about kissing you. Why do you make me think about you so damn much? You're so annoying, Ming. No one's ever..." and Kit leans to the side, almost like he's going to conk out or throw up, only to straighten back up. "... made me this crazy."

Oh shit. Ming doesn't know what to do with all of this information. He knew somewhere deep down that Kit likes him. Kit's eyes can't lie. Kit's mouth can't either, the cusses coming out whenever he's keyed up and flustered, and then there are his kisses.

10 + 11. ** how to fail flirt your way into his heart (a guide by Kit) and a little conversation (and a little action please) by sweetiejelly - Ming/Kit - ~30,000 words, explicit in the second part - This story makes a tiny plot divergence. It has Kit put a little more effort into finding out if Ming is really into Yo and then from there, it loosely follows the plot of the show with some key differences. I really enjoyed this.

"Can I have your number?" Kit mentally face-palms. Why? Damn Pha. Damn Beam. Just damn everything, ugh. He has never flirted in his life. Pin asked him out, okay? He doesn't know how to do this. "I'm Kit, Phana's friend," he says, trying to make it less weird.

"I'm Ming. And of course, P'Kit!" Ming flashes him an easy grin and holds out his hand.

Oh right, the phone. Kit shoves it at Ming, nearly hitting him in the chest. Great, he's acing this.

Ming smiles at him, bemused or confused, probably both, and brushes his hand, totally unnecessarily, over the back of Kit's hand as he takes the phone. "In case of emergency, right?" Ming looks up at him from under his lashes and boy, this nong is brazen.

12. ** In Control series by LokelaniRose - Ming/Kit - ~27,000 words, explicit - Kit struggles to tell Ming that he wants something other than the careful, gentle sex they’ve been having. Ming discovers that Kit has some anxiety and panic problems. He also discovers what helps him feel better. [spoilers: these two things are connected.] I love how attentive and caring Ming is throughout this series. The anxious Kit also rings true to the character we saw on the show.

But now that Kit is fretting over things, he might as well fret over this as well. So Ming is great in bed. And let’s be honest, Kit probably isn’t. He hasn’t had a hundred previous partners – okay, tiny exaggeration, but still – and doesn’t know all the fancy moves and techniques and tricks…and just like everything else, in bed Ming is somehow casual and sincere at the same time. He never seems to want anything except what Kit wants, is always happy to do whatever, to take his time making slow, gentle love to Kit. Kit knows that he always comes at least – he secretly really likes it when Ming comes, he’s not quite sure why – but what if there’s more that Kit could be doing, to make it better for him? If Kit was better in bed maybe it would make up for being a shitty boyfriend in other areas, one who can’t be nice in public or talk about his feelings.

UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN

13. another nightmare fic by itsmylifekay - Win/Team - ~2300 words, not rated - Team tries to sleep without Win and it doesn’t go well.

Team’s room feels suffocating, the air too thick and the space too dark and the covers sticking to his skin with sweat. His breaths are too loud in the quiet, but the quiet itself is deafening. It reminds him of the water. The muted sounds. The frantic pounding of his heart. (The same one he feels now echoed in his chest.)

Flashes of the dream come back to him unbidden.

Everything is too dark, too bright, no way to see what way is up or what way is down. He’s trapped. Can’t get out. Can’t breathe.

14. ** Different With You by blackrose9212 - Win/Team - ~6900 words, teen - It’s open swim week, which means that the swimming club offers free lessons to any of the students who would like to participate. Team doesn’t understand why his teammates hate it so much - until he does. Great jealousy in this one from both sides.

“Nice to meet you,” the boy gushes. “I hope you don’t mind, but I’d like to join your group. Auntie said there needs to be at least three people, and no one was sitting across from you two. I’ve been paying attention so I already have ideas. Is that okay?” Team watches as he pulls out his books and drops them onto the table, pushing them a little farther out so they’re nearly touching Win’s notebook.

Team shrugs. “Sure, that’s fine. I don’t think Win has been paying attention so I’m glad you have an idea of what’s going on.”

Win hits him lightly at the back of the hand and Film giggles behind his hand. “Oh, no, P’Win looks very smart. I’m sure he’s been listening.” He looks at Win and smiles a little, blushing when Win gives him a smile back.

Team looks between the two of them. Then back at Film, who’s watching Win leaf through his literature textbook like he’s never seen anything so beautiful, and then past Film at the table he left from, where he sees three boys, laughing behind their hands and making cooing faces.

15. seven hundred thirteen by Kiranokira - Win/Team - ~6800 words, mature - Win spends two years abroad in England, and he and Team have to navigate a long distance relationship. It’s very sweet and written very true to life.

“I kind of hoped you were going to show up at the airport tomorrow morning and chase the plane,” Win says. He kisses Team’s hair, lingering there to memorize the fresh, clear scent.

Team says, “Is it weird that I thought about doing that?” and Win feels him smile against his shoulder.

It’s late, nearly nine thirty, and Win had plans of how to spend tonight that can’t be realized anymore. He wanted to invite Team to dinner with his family. He wanted to play video games with Team and View. He wanted to talk about London with Waan and Team. He wanted to include Team in his family’s warmth in some small way, to make him feel less lonely.

He can’t do any of that now but he still wants to sneak Team upstairs and have him in his arms all night. He wouldn’t, but he wants to. It’s been a month since he moved off campus permanently, and weeks since he was last able to spend a night alone with Team.

16. ** You Can Cry by Kiranokira - Win/Team - ~19,600 words, mature - Win goes missing while on vacation with some friends. Team is left at home trying to handle it. I like the way the author built up to the accident happening. They did a good job creating tension and showing us exactly how Team felt about Win. And spoilers, this story has a happy ending.

“You’re going to fail out of university,” Team tells him. “You’re not really going, are you?”

Win rolls onto his side and perches his cheek on his hand. “What if I say yes?” he asks. “Will you miss me?”

Team’s warning look is more venomous than usual. “Not at all,” Team says, and Win smirks because that isn’t true and they both know it. “You still shouldn’t go. What if you miss the flight back? You’ll fail out and I’ll break up with you for being a dumbass.”

The very recent phenomenon of Team acknowledging that they’re a couple has its usual melting effect on Win’s heart.

2GETHER

17. ** Love Songs on Our Skin series by Kari_Kurofai - Sarawat/Tine - ~15,700 words, explicit - A soulmark AU where Tine is born with the notes to a song that hasn’t yet been written wrapped around his chest. I enjoyed how Tine’s obliviousness in the show carries over to this fic.

Only Mr. Chic would have a song no one had ever fucking heard of permanently etched on his chest. For fuck's sake .

Still, he waves it off, and he tries not to look too closely at other people's marks. Tries being the key word. He doesn't envy the elegant watercolors of a guitar pick and an open novel he catches sight of on the wrists of some couple's interlinked hands when he's in town. And he certainly doesn't envy the dude he once saw in a coffee shop with the words " I hate you " scrawled across the back of his neck. But yeah, okay, he might be a little jealous of the people who are lucky enough to have something as simple as their soulmate's name on their skin. That definitely isn't fair.

"Why couldn't it at least have been a Scrubb song?" he asks the mirror as he wipes it clear shower-born condensation. The mirror and him are well acquainted with this conversation by now. In fact, the mirror sees the stupid mark more than anyone, so it might as well put up with his equally stupid questions. "It could have been 'Together.' Just think of it, how romantic it would be to meet some cute girl's eyes after bumping into them at a concert, my favorite song playing . . ." He draws a nail over the winding bars of the music on his chest, frowning. "That would be so much easier."

18. Drown Your Sorrows by HyacinthsSoul - 2gether/Theory of Love - Sarawat and Third meet at a bar and bond over being in love with oblivious men.

“No, he’s an angel,” Sarawat says. “Unfortunately he’s a very stupid, very straight angel.”

“Mine’s stupid too,” the other man admits. “But definitely no angel. I’m Third, by the way,” he adds, offering a slender hand to shake.

“Sarawat,” says Sarawat. “Can I buy you another? I think we’re drinking the same thing, although I can’t remember what it’s called.”

20. ** Your Body Is My Instrument by Kari_Kurofai - Sarawat/Tine - ~12,000 words, explicit - This fic does a good job doing what, in this reccer’s humble opinion, the series failed to: showing Tine attracted to Sarawat. There’s great first time sex and some fun sexual tension. Plus, we get to see them switch off, which is extremely rare in BL. And most importantly: hand kink.

It starts innocently enough. Or, well, innocently enough for a guy whose first words to him were, “Keep looking at me like that and I’ll kiss you till you drop.” So, you know. It starts kinda like that.

They’ve been officially dating for a grand sum total of three days and altogether not that much has changed. Except that Sarawat touches him more now. Normally this would be fine, no big deal, right? But Sarawat has magic, evil hands, and apparently all he has to do is glance Tine’s way to deduce the exact right places and ways to touch Tine to drive him up the fucking wall.

And the worst part is it’s almost never the same place or the same way twice, and the only warning Tine ever gets is that sneaky little glint Sarawat gets in his eyes just before he does it, the bastard.

MY ENGINEER

21. Cool Boy(friend) by HyacinthsSoul - Ram/King - ~22,000 words, explicit - So this is technically a WIP, but each chapter feels like a completed fic without a cliffhanger or anything. This is a very sweet, comfortable story about King and Ram getting to know each other as their relationship develops.

In the selfie King sends, he’s holding up a full shot glass while someone’s arm reaches into the frame to hand him another kind of drink, something tall with a straw and a paper umbrella. Ram frowns. Whose arm is that? The person is wearing a red long-sleeved shirt, which doesn’t match what any of their friend group was wearing, and the engineer bar doesn’t offer table service.

Frowning, Ram looks back through the previous photos until he spots a detail he’d overlooked before: a red-shirted man at a neighboring table. He’s visible in the background of two or three pictures taken by Tee, and in each of them he’s staring intently at King.

Not that it’s any of Ram’s business. Not that he cares.

HISTORY3: TRAPPED

22. it’s too late (to turn back now) by stebeee - Tang Yi/Meng Shao Fei - ~7200 words, general audiences - Canon divergence fic where Tang Yi pushes Shao Fei away after he saves Hong Ye in order to try and protect him. Shao Fei reacts to that about as well as you’d expect.

“Tang Yi, what do you mean-“

“I think you’ve fooled around for long enough,” Tang Yi interrupts, his voice cold, nothing like the man who had dabbed at his lips with a cotton bud last night, the man who had smiled at him when he made the cannon joke.

“You’ve disrupted my life, and the life of my family and friends in the past few weeks, Meng Shao Fei. This has gone for long enough,” he continues, unwavering. “I don’t want to have anything more to do with you. Take a good rest here in the hospital, and I’ll get someone to pack up your things back at the house. Jack will deliver it back to your apartment.”

23 + 24. ** just waiting, waiting (on you) and between you and me by stebeee - Tang Yi/Meng Shao Fei - ~16,000 words, general audiences - These are stories about how Shao Fei and the rest of the gang deal over the years when Tang Yi is in jail. Found family fics are my jam, so I loved this.

The thing is, it’s been almost three months of this. 90 days, give or take. 2,160 hours. 129,600 minutes. And more than 7 million seconds of this — not having Tang Yi at his side.

Shao Fei wonders for a moment if he will ever stop seeing Tang Yi in every corner of the house. When he comes down the stairs in the morning, some part of him expects to see Tang Yi standing at the kitchen island with a bright smile, asking him if he wants jam with his toast that morning. Shao Fei sees Tang Yi in that apron he loves, cooking at the stove when he fixes himself dinner, alone in the spacious kitchen. Seeing Tang Yi’s favourite blue bathrobe, Shao Fei can almost see Tang Yi leaving the bathroom, his hair all wet and falling over his eyes.

25. amuse bouche by sarahyyy - Jack/Zhao Zi - ~2400 words, general audiences - This is more of Jack seducing Zhao Zi through food and attention. So basically an extension of the show. Mother hen Jack is the cutest.

“Jack?” Zhao Zi murmurs blearily. “Why are you here?”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were sick?” Jack shoots back, herding Zhao Zi back into the house. He checks for Zhao Zi’s temperature with the back of his hand. “Fever?”

“Just the flu for now, I think?” Zhao Zi says.

Jack purses his lips. “Have you had anything to eat?”

“I had some bread earlier?” Zhao Zi says, but he also looks shifty enough that Jack mostly takes it with a grain of salt.

26. Absolutely Nothing Goes Wrong by anon - Jack/Zhao Zi - ~4500 words, teen - This is an AU where Zhao Zi is the son of a rival mob boss, but he’s still, you know HIMSELF. And when his father says he’s useless, he decides to prove him wrong by seducing Tang Yi’s second-in-command. It’s absolutely adorable.

The man pulled him by the arm, resisting Zhao Zi’s attempts to unhook his claws without causing a scene.

“Hey, stop grabbing me!” he shouted, as the other man played deaf.

“While I admit this is a very loud bar, I didn’t think it was quite so easy to mishear what this young man just yelled straight into your ear,” a newcomer who’d witnessed their conflict said lightly as he walked up to them. His words were accompanied by a wide, almost chilling smile. Zhao Zi blinked once and the odd peculiarity of that smile vanished, leaving just a regular smile in its place. He must’ve just been imagining things under the harsh shadows of the dimly lit bar.

AND +2

Because I’m shameless, I’ll add my own two fics to the end, if you’re interested.

WHY R U?

27. Sorry A Thousand Times - Fighter/Tutor - ~3200 words, explicit - This is a canon divergence for the series finale. I needed more catharsis after the intensity of episode 12.

Tutor narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists at his sides. He took a deep breath. “How many times do I have to tell you to leave me alone before you listen?” he asked. I don’t know how many more times I can bring myself to say it.

“Only once,” Fight said and then added, “if you mean it.”

Tutor crossed his arms over his chest and said, “What makes you think I don’t mean it now?”

The corner of Fight’s mouth turned up and he took a step closer. Tutor stumbled back until he was stopped by his legs hitting the edge of the bed. Fight reached out a hand and gently ran the back of his fingers over the line of Tutor’s jaw.

Until We Meet Again

28. Dream On - Win/Team - 8900 words, explicit - Takes place alongside show canon, so that we see how the bed sharing began and how Win and Team’s relationship developed over that year.

“Do you want to do well tomorrow?” Win asked, throwing one of his legs over both of Team’s.

“Yes,” Team said as he did his best to put some space between them on the tiny mattress.

“Then you need to get some sleep. I’m helping.”

“How is this helping?” Team demanded.

“Would you stop…” Win said, shifting closer every time Team pulled away. “Five minutes, Team. Just be still for five minutes, okay?”

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✧ .・゜゜hello, lgc admods!

chwe hunji and jin eunji’s leaf wants to say: “hey admods! i know this may look a little sudden and a little weird but by the time you see this, i’ve been going around asking all the members what they want to say to you guys to show their appreciation! i know admin e probably already told you, but i used to do theater for about two years and i volunteered my time. i probably worked fifteen-thirty hours a week at a theater and i did not get paid and barely was thanked but i always put in effort. i gave them one hundred percent of myself and, if i was lucky, i would get a five dollar starbucks gift card in return. i was so exhausted and even stopped writing because i could not handle how much of myself i was losing every day. i gave a hundred percent of myself away and got five percent back. now, though, with legacy, everything has been flipped! you guys put a hundred ten percent of yourselves into this amazingly fun and honestly complicated place and i feel like i never get to give back. i know the joy of it all is in watching people write together but for me, just having fun was not enough, i wanted to compile something together for you guys! you do so much for us so i thought it was time i give just a sliver of myself back to you. so! under the cut is a lot of people’s messages that i’ve gathered. a lot of members were unable to send in something in time so i do apologize that not everyone is here, but i added a space in the bottom for anyone and everyone who wants to add something at a later date, so admins and members, be sure to check that often! in the meantime, though, you guys are so amazing and this place already means so much to me, i really hope legacy can continue to grow and flourish beyond your guys’ dreams because you really deserve it! p.s. the below notes are not in any particular order of length or alphabetized, they’re just random C:”

han insoo’s al wants to say: “thank you for your kindness and dedication. you guys are troopers. i’m not very vocal about things publicly out of shyness but also bad experiences. i hope you guys know i appreciate to be here and that you guys have kept this up for so long despite the setbacks. it’s been a while since i felt comfy in a directory. much hugs and kithes!! thank you for being so open and welcoming!” kang yonghwa and choi daehyung’s muffin wants to say- "thank you so much for all of the hard work! legacy is not an easy rp to run with all these career branches and events going on. i appreciate all of the mods for making this rp extra special by celebrating birthdays, holidays and other occasions. I love you all muahhhhhh~" liu jiao and ok miyoung’s faye wants to say- “i disappeared from the rp scene for awhile and was kind of lost when it came to fitting back into everything. but joining legacy helped me along and i am so glad i decided to put my muse here. thank you to all the mods and for all of their hard word. i felt so welcomed by not only them, but the other members of the directory as well. so thank you for the lovely community you’ve brought together here. i am happy to say that legacy holds a special place in my heart.” yoon shinha and pongsak, tee's simone wants to say: “when i first joined legacy it was because i had some friends here and i had read about it a lot on twitter. i was nervous and scared, which is how i usually feel when joining a new place. working on my own points page from scratch was a first but i was proud of myself and i felt accomplished when i finished it. i joined as a connection and it gave me a boost when it came to plotting. everyone was so nice and welcoming and i honestly love that when joining a new directory. the events were many and i was both excited and scared at how many there were. even if i couldn't understand something i knew i could ask an admin or mod and would get a quick reply. i love how kind and supportive the staff is. i've been here for a few months now and i always recommend it to others. i know that no matter what, i can go to a staff member with a question and i don't need to feel stupid for asking something bc the staff are so helpful and understanding. the thought that goes into this roleplay and the events are amazing and i am honestly so amazed every time a new event gets posted. they give sufficient time frames for events and i know they try to make it as fair as possible. i honestly love it here and i love the hard work and the time that is put into legacy.” park taekyung and heo jane’s bobbi wants to say: “thank you for taking the time to create this awesome community! the time and effort you put into this rp is what makes it such a fun place and i hope that this post brings you just as much joy as you bring us! <3" mayura nana’s cc wants to say: “i’ve been on and off in the group, seeing the first time it opened and how hard working the admins were to coming back and seeing the amount of growth in just a few months. i truly appreciate all that you guys have done for your members, the patience and love you put into every little thing you do so everyone can develop and enjoy themselves. you guys make this rp fun and safe and i’m forever grateful to have found a true home for my muse. keep up the good work and i can’t wait to continue being here and witnessing even more love and growth from the team ❤️” park seojin, im hana and kang seyoon’s sara wants to say: “hello lovely team. it's been a great ride thus far and i'm so happy to have been here from the beginning to see the community grow. you've built a really nice and wholesome place here and it's been one of the best roleplays i've been in so far. it's hard running things but always remember that people love and respect you and so many of us are rooting for good things every day. you're human too and if you make a mistake, never beat yourself up over it. you keep things so much fun. truly nothing more i could ask of from a team. i’ve sent other messages in the past but there's really no limit to the praises and support i can offer to you guys. keep up the good work!! ♡♡” wu aaron and kim alex’s em (aka the awkward cookie) wants to say - "to the amazing admins of this rp, i haven't been here nearly as long as others but i really enjoy having my muses here! i love lgc so much and you're all amazing admins who work very hard to keep this place running with amazing events! keep up the great work and i can't wait to see what else you all have planned! (please torture alex as much as you can. xD) i don't think i've really talked to the admins here much but still, i love you all and everything you do! <3 please don't let any negative comments or reviews get to ya'll and just know you're all doing great!" choi jongsuk, son jieun, and kim jinah‘s jen wants to say - "@ the mod team from your resident meme! you guys know how much i love lgc. i'm not shy annoying y'all with compliments and praise. every sunday is a highlight because there is always something exciting being posted- be it just a date lottery update or new events; you never fail to surprise and spoil us all with fun and creative ideas! also the way you manage to keep things as fair as possible for everyone and still manage to not make anyone feel left out or left behind. the quick replies to any kind of questions are just so nice to see and it makes me personally not scared ever to ask anything at all no matter how stupid the question may be! i probably annoy y'all with how often i said this already but i love this rp. i love the graphics, the concept and the execution of it all. thank you for creating this amazing space for all of us to write and hopefully to many more years! true to my name i shall exit on a meme~" hwang subin and han allie’s nic wants to say - “hello admins!!! it's me, a nic. i know that i've said a lot of this in the past but to sum it all up, i love you guys!! thanks for giving me a place to feel a bit more comfortable when i don't feel that way in rp a lot lately. i love that you guys are always gracious and accepting of criticisms, questions, and critiques and i hope you continue to always be that way because i think it's important for rps to listen to their members. i also want you to know that you don't have to stand for rudely stated words just because you do that, either!! i appreciate the time you take to answer my questions, whether it be through the manager blog or through discord and for all the opportunities you've given my muses ( even if ONE of them might not be so grateful. i'm lookin at u subin ) so yeah ;u; i hope u all are having a lovely day, pls take care!!!” tsai sunisa, park sarang, and jung jihye’s the ghost rper wants to say - “number one, thank you for making legacy an rp! i'm having a lot of fun with all of muses! especially since it's given me a chance to bring muses i've played before alive in another rp. two, they're [the admins] awesome for all of the stuff they've managed to do for the group and how many options you have to be apart of the industry and do more background related stuff! third, just stay awesome and remember to put yourself before rp! since without ya'll we wouldn't be here!” min soyoun and kim jinseo‘s clara wants to say - "hi mods! thank you for making lgc a fun and safe haven for us. i appreciate the love, thought, and effort you all put in every single mission/event that happens in the roleplay. you guys are doing amazing!" kwon sihyun‘s shinobi wants to say - “thank you for making me feel welcome!” park iseul and ahn dohyun’s nine wants to say - “thank you so much for all your hard work! over the months i've been at lgc i've always felt like the admods have kept every single muse in mind when creating events and moulding the rp to fit the members. i've never felt as in love with an rp as i do now. keep up the good work, i can't wait to see the rp grow more and more!” choi max and im nari‘s jada wants to say - “hi there mods !!! i didn't want this whole appreciation to go by without saying some words of my own, so here i go ! when i joined legacy a few months back i was hesitant to even join, doubting that i'd want to stay to make it even past the next activity check. it was an act of pure impulse, but perhaps the best thing i could've done ! alongside the many great friends i've made along the way, if it was not for all the hard work you do, the roleplay would not be nearly as lively of a universe as we've all made it to be ! i always compliment legacy for the dedication you all clearly have to making it enjoyable - from events going on all the time, to in-character posts that liven the spectrum of our creativity, to your speedy responses and patience whenever we have trouble ! i think me and the rest of the members can agree that what you do makes us enjoy the roleplay even more, and we always will be appreciative of that !! i think you guys run the roleplay SO smoothly at times that we forget the hard work you put in and the bumps you might encounter along the way, but it's times like this that make me realize how much more we should thank you. because of the team behind it all, i've once again found my place in a roleplay that's made me feel at home, and always ready to write and have fun !! i'm extremely grateful for the passion you've shown us and i hope that i too can do my best to make sure your hard work pays off and give thanks ! i'm looking forward to writing with all of you and giving a voice to our muses for as long as i'm able to type, haha ! <33 “ ahn yeoreum’s kay wants to say - "my first experience with krp wasn't exactly the best. i didn't land myself in the most welcoming environment and was planning to never join another krp. but i took a chance in lgc and didn’t regret it. since day one, everyone has been so welcoming and i loved playing yeoreum here. the admods have worked so hard to make this such a nice environment to rp in and i love how well thought-out all the events and activities are. thank you so much, admods !! we are super lucky to have such a talented and hard-working team. <3″ ji haneul’s maddy wants to say - “to legacy admods uwu, thank you for your endless hard work! seeing how the community has grown over the last few months, as well as the tons of opportunities for character development has made my time here absolutely amazing. i just want to say how much i love the rp, and how inspiring it can be in churning my writing muses. keep up the good work, and i hope you guys would also be able to have as much fun as the work you've put in in maintaining the rp! take care, stay safe, and stay awesome >:D *flings plushies in your directions* ♡" lee seungjae’s fifi wants to say - "hello admods!!! i just wanted to say thank you for everything that you've done for lgc! i haven't been here long but everything about it is great and i can tell you've put in so much work to make it the great place that it is!" kang dana‘s jay wants to say - “thank you so much for working so hard on this roleplay and allowing all of our characters to develop however we like! i have never enjoyed a rp as much as this one <3" hwang jaerim and im hyunjin’s jia wants to say - "hello admod team, yall know im always here to bother u all with my weirdness and you guys are all great to talk to. i've been lucky enough to have been here since day 1 and to see this place flourish and see all the efforts you put into the rp, makes me glad to be here. thank you!!" oh max and park viggo’s lyn wants to say - "as one of those muns that has been in legacy from the very beginning, i've witnessed this rp grow and i can’t help but to feel extremely proud and happy for the admod team who works tirelessly to make sure that the progress isn’t only with the rp but genuinely with the muses within it. the admins take it into their own hands to celebrate the achievements that muses have obtained and put them on the spotlight, personally i've experienced screaming and getting emotionally overwhelmed with some of the mods at how happy and ecstatic i felt with some of the results for my muses. with that said i want to make it clear that my muses don’t always get what they want, when it happens, i do share some down time with said mods as well- not to complain but to just talk. the same happens vice versa, when the mods' muses don’t get a spot in future dreams or didn’t get the center of a group, or when they land a cf spot or has made progress by moving on a different path, i'm able to witness their reactions as muns as well- which quite frankly is humbling considering that it reminds me that their muns too and not just mods. essentially what i'm trying to say is that based on my experience and mine alone although i have no doubt i'm not the only one who feels this, clearly this post proves it, that the admod team is not just there to provide us with countless numbers of events or answer our endless amount of questions and woes with admirable patience or guide us in the right direction when we misplace a point or two in our submits, but rather to present us muns with a safe and progressive platform to comfortably establish and allow our muses to flourish in a highly entertaining environment. so thank you legacy team for your heartwarming and admirable work, i know this hasn’t been easy for you guys but hang in there, a lot of us got your backs ♡"

these are the folks who wanted to add something after this post was first published:

no one at the moment! if you want to say something to our lovely admins please either message them through the lgckrp askbox or, if you’re more shy, send me an IM or send it to lgchunji’s askbox with your message in quotations, which blogs you run, and your name/alias!

#lgckrp #( oof hope they see this lol )#✧ .・゜゜leaf talks

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tgr489 · 5 years

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Happy birthday, to me...

Friday last week was the big day and to celebrate I tried to, and managed, to cram a lot in. Gotta make the most of the longest day of the year, well in the northern hemisphere anyway.

The last couple of years has seen me waking up with the sun and Friday was no exception. I lay in bed without moving, thinking of what has been and what’s to come, that kinda cross roads again. I didn’t dwell on it so got into the day. Showered and a with a coffee to go I was heading out the door. It was 7.45. Plenty of time for a casual walk up broadway in the morning sun to 28th for breakfast with an uncle. Not really an uncle by blood, more friend of the family, he and my dad were partners in a couple of ventures, but I’ve known him forever and he’s looked out for me a little over the last few years.

Our meeting spot was NoMad, a nice place. He was already there when I arrived, immaculately dressed in a dark blue suit, reading the paper. I’d love to know what drives some older people to always wear suits when they’re well into their older years. I think I’d live in a dressing gown if I was as old as him, and I do think it’s a good thing that he’s not succumbed to wearing a shell suit, like so many other octogenarians. I actually have no idea his age, but he’s been old for as long as I can remember so I guess he must be in his eighties.

His face lit up as I came to the table, his big smile so infectious, and he rose and gave me a big hug, wishing me happy birthday in the process. I’ve not seen him in a little over a year but we’ve conversed over WhatsApp on and off in that time. He remarked how much I was looking more like my mother and that I’d lost weight but looked good for it. I don’t think I have, but I don’t take much notice of that kinda thing. He ordered for both of us without looking at the menu and he set about grilling me on what I’d been up to and how was a settling back into life.

He’s an easy guy to talk to and in no way judgemental, so it wasn’t difficult to retell the recent history. ‘You certainly keep it interesting’ was his critical comment when I finished. ‘I can tell you still love her. Are you prepared to take on her baggage?’ He was right. I tell myself I’m over her but my tales tell otherwise. I told him I didn’t know. He said that meant no. ‘You’ll work that out in time, but don’t beat yourself up about it, if you come to the same conclusion as me. Falling in love with someone already saddled with a kid is tricky and hard work which can be unfruitful. Look at what your mother went through.’ Were his last words in the topic. I asked him why he’d never had kids and he mulled it over while finishing his juice. ‘Too selfish... but that’s not a bad thing. You may see that one day.’ There was more to the convo on our plans for the summer and stuff. He invited me to go up and visit him at his summer place, if I had time, which I don’t know yet, but he said that the offer was there. He paid and we walked out together, his driver pulling up as we came out of the building. I declined his offer of a lift so we hugged and went about out days.

My day continued with calls to various people finalising plans for Jason’s party, which I did walking back downtown, and then shopping for an outfit for said party, plus it’s my birthday so a treat for myself. I didn’t go crazy, a pair of jeans (Edwin), a tee (Supreme) and some sneakers (Reebok Fury reissues). In my way back home to dump all my purchases I had a funny encounter. I was walking past the Bowery and this cute girl was coming out and walking towards me and as she passed I turned to check her out, and got busted as she did the same. She paused and gestured to me so I walked back to her to see where it would go. She asked if we knew each other, but I said I didn’t think so. She asked if worked in music, to which I also said no, but I know a lot of people in the industry. I fessed up to having just been checking her out, no sense in lying, and she blushed a little and said she’d done the same. I seized on that and asked what she was doing later. She was busy all day and had a work thing that evening, talent spotting at a gig, but would be free afterwards. I said maybe but I had birthday drinks planned, which was welcome to join. She countered with a maybe, then went into her handbag and fished out a business card. ‘Call me later’ she said, turned and walked off. I watched her go, she was cute, I knew I would call.

I dumped my purchases and went to meet Nic for lunch. Nothing extravagant and the time was taken up by general chit chat and checking we were on point with party plans, which we are. The rest of my afternoon I caught up with Sevvy, who manages a gallery I like, over a bottle of fizz. I’ve bought a few pieces from him, which haven’t been too expensive and he gives me discount on occasion. One day he’ll take me for something big. He’s a charmer that guy.

With a line to see me off I stepped out into the early evening crowds and headed to east village for my birthday drinks. Those that work close were already there, others arrived later. I took a moment between drinks to give Sara, the cute girl I bumped into, a call. I had a feeling she wouldn’t pick up because if the unknown number and thankfully she didn’t, so I left a message telling her where I was. If she came it would be cool, if not, no probs. People left, people came, and people left again. No one seemed up for a biggie so I was gonna call it a night, feeling a little dejected. I bought another round of drinks for those remaining then realised I had a message from the girl. She couldn’t make it but had put me on her guest list at the Cutting Room if I wanted to go to her. So I did and it was unexpected fun.

The acts weren’t all that but my host certainly was. She was very quirky with her hair in bunches all over her head, and she could certainly drink and was out pacing me 3-2. It got to the point where I’d had enough, so passed up on her last offer of a round. I really fancied food to soak up the liquid, and offered places nearby we could go. She said ‘Nah’ to everything but suggested food at her hotel which was healthy. We left, but as soon as we hit the street I realised how hammered I was, and knew with pretty fine accuracy that anything that may be on the cards would not be as rewarding as if I were more sober. So over a casual stroll in the early morning I eluded to plans for the next day and needing sleep. When we got to her hotel she was blunt and asked me to her room, so I returned the favour and told her I really wanted to, but drunk guys don’t make good rides. She laughed and said I obviously have prior experience. I do. She gave me a big birthday kiss to say goodbye, which almost had me change my decision, but I didn’t, so I walked home. She is in town until Monday and gets to town every few weeks so I told her I’d try see her before she left or definitely when she was in town next.

I got home sonf the clock of doom was telling me 4.30. Had it really taken that long to walk home.I was sobered up enough to make food, but only toast, anything else was far too complex. I grabbed an ice cold glass of water and headed to my room and found Nic on my bed asleep in all her clothes, I guessed she’d ended her night in a worse state than me. My ears were ringing and I could see my brunch plans falling to pieces as the time calculations weren’t going in my favour. I grabbed some Ibo from the bathroom, took 2 and put the pack by on Nic’s side of the bed with my glass of water. She’d probably need it. I went to sleep comforted having someone next to me, hearing the steady breathing, wondering what dreams were downloading in a bid to decipher the experiences of the day. I thought of my own, and then mentally kicked myself for not going to the hotel room. I sent her a thank you message and wishing her good night, along with a promise to make it. Too soon, maybe but it was fresh in my head so why not. If nothing comes of it at least I’d not been a rude dick.

It was lovely to wake, listening to the sounds of a prayer being offered of the great white god. I was right Nic was bad, me too, but I knew I’d get through mine with a bit more sleep and lots of liquids when I got up. I got woken again later, this time by a nice cuddle, a thank you for medicine, an apology for not meeting me and a nice peace offering of coffee, pastries and water. Nic had got caught up on the rollercoaster of work drinks, I’m sure most, if not everyone has been in that situation, so I said no worries. It was fine, it was just a Friday night after all. I let her tell me about the events while I savoured the coffee. I know so few of the plethora of people she hangs out with a lot of what she tells me is meaningless. A day will come when I meet one of those in her stories and some of what she’s told me will sink into place. She asked me about my day and night, made me show her the gear I’d bought, chastised me for turning a girl down, again, for a girl who was clearly needing some lovin’ and then said we shout make some lunch. I agreed we needed food and probably juice so we agreed to meet in the kitchen and went for showers. It felt better after that. She beat me to the fridge and already had out what we were gonna have, fresh fruit with yoghurt topped with cage mix. No juice but hey ho I was hungry.

It was so past 2 so my plans for brunch had been missed by some distance, so I thought to drop a msg to apologise. Phone was dead so plugged it in, then message after message pinged in… When I heard the first ping I thought of Sara, but when I picked the phone up I saw that all 9 were from Jason it all went out the window. What was his beef. All the messages were just missed call alerts with the exception of his last one which gave nothing away and simply said ‘call me’. Why don’t people just send a message telling what the problem is, the intrigue is a killer. I called, he didn’t answer, I messaged ‘Called u, call me’ and ate lunch. He called back having an eppy. The caterers had delivered loads of stuff to his house and were refusing to believe the party was the following week. This was a nightmare because I’d obviously fucked up somewhere. I tried to call them but there was no answer, WTF! Mailed the guy to tell him what was happening then went back through all my mails with him to see where it had gone wrong, but I found nothing. I called again and still no answer so I resigned myself to going to Brooklyn and called Jace to tell him I was on my way. Fuck. I could done without it.

I told Nic and went to sort my shit out. I heard her leave as I was running through how this could’ve messed up. All would be clear soon enough. It took me while to get to Jason’s, but I made it in tact. All paperwork was correct and the dudes weren’t going anywhere before the balance of the bill was settled in cash. It was difficult to argue with them but I did and kept trying to call their office, but no one was picking up, it was insane! Jace suggested just paying them as he had the money and working it out in the week, which I came round to so went in to the house... to find a house full of people and a surprise party for me. Fuckers! The relief of no problem to sort was an amazing feeling, even better once I’d had a drink.

A sedate afternoon gradually turned into a messy night as the tunes got progressively harder and the goodies came out to play. I like going to parties where I know lots of people because there’s always a back up if those you don’t know are boring. And when the party’s yours you know most, so it’s all about networking and making sure you get to talk to everyone that made the effort. For me this is a mini adrenaline rush, and I never really feel the full effects of alcohol or anything else I’m on, until the end. By 5am-ish there was only really a handful of people left. The guy who was dj-ing offered a ride home, as he was gonna be passing near mine, but I declined and said I’d walk. I needed the drugs our if my system and that would help. Nic looked pissed at me for it, but didn’t complain. I thanked Jason, we all hugged, said our goodbyes, then Nic and I walked out into the start of a warm sunny day.

The realisation of the walking mistake hit me before we’d walked 20mins, but I was too stubborn to say, and by the time we were on the bridge I was over it. We stopped on the bridge and took in the view, always quite spectacular, and whilst I wanted to say something, the words never came. I grabbed Nics hand and made to go, but she didn’t budge and just gestured back at the view with a nod of the head. ‘OK’ I said and stood next to her again. She cuddled into me, saying nothing, as we stared again at the river. I knew Nic was at the end of her energy, she stops talking, which is the give away. I wondered if she’d just collapse on me and whether I’d be able to get her home. This has happened before. ‘We need a smoke and bed’ I said. She squeezed my hand and made us walk. We made it the rest of the way without a taxi, me slowly speaking less and less, her not at all. That great sense of relief washed over me as we walked in the door, slightly embarrassed as we passed one of neighbours in the stairwell, but I didn’t care.

I made some tea and a banger and we sat and had both on the fire escape outside Nic’s window. When both were finished it was bedtime, so we climbed back into her room. I went to leave but she asked me to stay with her. It was nice, I wanted the company too so I said OK. I made a teeth brush handle signal and went to mine. When I came back she was asleep in bed. I climbed in beside her and drifted off giving her a cuddle.

Sweet Dreams

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darkbeauty100 · 6 years

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Woodie Gochild Imagine I love you babygirl

Y/N POV

Today was your day off and you were driving down the streets of Seoul on your way to the mall. You wished Woodie was here with you it was always fun when he would go shopping with you. But today he was the studio recording his new album. He’s an amazing rapper and you were his biggest fan. It was just really hard not being able to see him a lot. He works so much and he always gets home really late so you’re usually asleep when he comes home. You love when he slips into bed with you and cuddles you.

Once you got to the mall you went straight to the Gucci store. You browsed around for a little bit then you decided to buy some stuff for Woodie. So got him 3 jackets,4 headbands,2 T-shirts,2 belts and 1 bottle of cologne. And you bought a new purse for yourself. As you were walking out of the store your phone buzzed. You looked at it and it was a txt from Woodie.

Boo😍💕:Wassup babygirl umm..could u do me a favor please..im starving😢😣 pretty please babygirl❤️

You replied

You:Awwwww of course boo is there anything particular you want?💕

Boo😍💕:No I’m not picky😋😋thank you babygirl I love you sooo much plus I miss you❤️

You: I miss you too baby boy I’m leaving the mall now I’ll be there in 25 mins hold on food is on the way!👌🏽

Boo😍💕:Thank you soo much! Babygirl I love you😍😍❤️

You:I love you too baby boy❤️❤️😍😍

You bought him some Panda Express and now you’re on your way to his studio. Once you arrived you found his recording room. He was sitting at a table with his boys.

“Hey boo and friends I brought food!” You said. He walked over to you and kissed you.

“Thank you so much babygirl,I really appreciate you.” He said as you handed him the food.

“You’re welcome baby.” You said as you kissed him on his forehead. You sat down and had lunch with him.

“Did you have fun shopping today?” He asked. “Yes I went to the Gucci store and had an extreme shopping spree.” You giggled. He smiled “I’m glad you had fun baby.” He said.” Hows the album coming along?” You asked

“Pretty good we’re almost done I’ll let you be the first one to listen to the finished product.” He said as he finished his food. “I can’t wait to listen to it baby I know it’s gonna be amazing.” You said. You guys talked for a few more mins till his break was over.

“Alright babygirl thank you for bringing me lunch and having lunch with me I really appreciate it. Txt me when you get home ok? I’ll try to get home a little earlier tonight.” He said. You got up and hugged him and kissed him.

“I’ll see you when you get home tonight baby boy and you’re welcome! I love you so much!” You said getting your purse. “I love you too babygirl.” He kissed you one last time before you walked out of the door. Once you got to your car you started it and drove home.

Once you arrived home you brought all of your bags from your shopping trip inside and set them on the floor in your room. You felt something sniffing at your feet or was your Pomeranian puppy Bubbles. “Hey Bubbles did you miss me?” She barked and began to follow you. You went back down stairs and sat on the couch and turned on the TV. Bubbles jumped into your lap and watched tv with you. After awhile you began to feel sleepy and you dozed off.

You woke up in your bed not even realizing how you had gotten there. You looked over and saw Woodie sleeping next to you. You smiled and kissed him gently. “How did I get this lucky.” You thought he moved closer to you and you began to play with his dreads. He wakes up and looks at you. “I love it when you play with my dreads.” He said as he turns more towards you.

“What time did you get home?” You asked “Like 11:00 you were knocked out on the couch so I carried you in here and changed your clothes.” He said as he kissed your hand. “I bought you some clothes today.” You said pointing at the Gucci shopping bags. “Thank you babygirl I appreciate it I’ll try them on tomorrow.” He said as he kissed your cheek. “Ok let’s get some sleep baby I love you baby boy.” He blushed at the nickname you gave him. “I love you too babygirl goodnight.” You both feel back asleep you were so blessed to have him.

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Blindsided, Chapter 4

Nic had just finished packing away his clothes, textbooks as well as a few other miscellaneous items when his friend, Matt, an outgoing and jovial-natured African-American man in his mid-twenties, arrived in a full-sized black pickup truck to help him move his stuff over to Allie’s apartment.

“I took my old bedroom furniture out of storage and put it in the back of the truck for you,” Matt informed Nic as he picked up a garment bag and suitcase by the front door. “It’s nothin’ special but it’s still in pretty good condition.”

“You didn’t have to do that,” Nic replied and followed Matt out the door while carrying his laptop and two Bankers boxes. “I could have just bought a futon and desk at Walmart.”

“Dat’s what friends are foh.” Matt placed Nic’s suitcases on the ground and lowered the truck’s tailgate. “Besides, why waste yo money when yo prolly not even gonna use it all that much.”

Nic arched his brow as he stood by and watched Matt load his suitcases onto the truck bed. “Are you implying that you think that I’ll be sleeping—”

Matt interrupted, “You told me yoself that you’d date her in a heartbeat. And now that you’re movin’ in together, I just assumed—”

“It’s not like that with us,” Nic cut in, shaking his head.

“At least not yet,” Matt replied with a wink. “Unless…there’s somethin’ else yo not tellin’ me.” Nic blinked and stared blankly at his friend. Matt lowered his voice as he leaned in and said, “The fire didn’t…umm…mess with your boom stick, did it?”

“My what?”

For a second or two, Matt looked like he was puzzling over what to say next. He then replied, “Your man parts. You know what I’m sayin’?”

Nic jaw dropped and his eyes widened like saucers. After a short and awkward silence, he stammered, “I’m fine…there. No worries.”

“You sure ‘bout dat?”

Nic was mortified. He replied, “Can we please talk about something else?”

“Whatever you say,” Matt said with a laugh. “You know me. We’re bros, right? Just tryin’ to look out for ya.” He paused, then said, “You know how that ol’ sayin’ goes, ‘You gotta use it or lose it.’ It’d be a damn shame to let the best piece of machinery that God gave you go to waste and get all rusted up.”

“Why don’t you just worry about your pipes and I’ll worry about mine, okay?”

Just then, Nic’s landlady, Mrs. Wilson, an elderly woman with slumped-shoulders and snow white hair, walked up to them and said, “Is there something wrong with the plumbing in your apartment? I know a great plumber you can call if you need one, and he’s cheap too.”

Matt turned his head to the side and pretended to cough into his hand while the unburned portions of Nic’s face quickly turned bright red. Nic replied, “That’s okay Mrs. Wilson. We were just…umm...talking about that kind of stuff in general.”

To Nic’s great relief, Mrs. Wilson promptly changed the subject. “Well, it’s been a real pleasure having you as a boarder. Mr. Wilson and I were just talking about what a nice and polite young man you are.”

Nic smiled. “I can’t thank you enough for your kindness and hospitality.”

“Don’t be a stranger now. Be sure and pay us a visit from time to time.”

“I will,” Nic replied and shook her hand.

Matt asked, “Do you think we got everything in the truck?”

Nic said yes as he slid into the passenger side seat and buckled himself in.

Once Matt put the truck in gear, he said to Nic, “I’m gonna be meetin’ some friends at a sports bar to catch a Raiders game. Wanna come?”

“Thanks, but Allie’s aunt and uncle are having a backyard barbecue at their house this afternoon. She asked me to go with her.”

“Oh, did she?” Matt replied with a knowing look. “Have you met ‘em yet?” Nic shook his head. “You know that she prolly asked you just to give her peeps a chance to check you out.” Nic made a face and shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Matt wagged his finger and said, “You betta play it safe and be on yo best behavior ‘cause, believe you me, the last thing you wanna do is git on her family’s bad side.”

“I know,” Nic replied as he pulled the baseball cap on his head down further and slumped in his seat.

“And don’t wait too long to make yo move. The soona, the betta, unless you wanna be friendzoned for the rest a yo life.”

Later that day, Nic and Allie stepped out of the back seat of Nicole’s Honda Civic with Charlie in tow. They, along with Nicole and Brandon, headed to the Welch residence, which was located in a working-class neighborhood lined with cookie-cutter houses. The gray, one-story house had a white picket fence with a wooden gate and a well-kept short front yard. The path to the house’s front door was lined with geraniums, sage and other aromatic plants whose scent filled the cool September air.

They were greeted by Allie’s aunt, Lara Welch, a soft-spoken woman with slight features, who was wearing a lavender shirt and white capri pants and sandals. She escorted them all to the back of the house where her uncle, Mike Welch, a large bald-headed man with a goatee, was holding court in front of an outdoor grill.

The large, square-shaped backyard was enclosed by a wooden fence lined with shrubs and plants. Portable tables and chairs had been set out in rows on the grass for the guests. Large coolers packed with soda, beer and water were placed on the concrete patio underneath a table filled with chips, dip and other snacks while an adjacent table contained paper plates, plastic utensils napkins and condiments alongside freshly cooked hamburgers, hot dogs, potato salad and corn on the cob.

Allie’s uncle called out to her as he put the pair of tongs and spatula he was holding down and wiped his grease-stained hands on a towel. The handful of men standing around him dutifully stepped aside to make way for his niece and Charlie. She giggled and squealed as he scooped her up into his arms and twirled her around. He then hugged Nicole and gave Brandon a firm handshake before turning his full attention to Nic.

Nic did his best to hide his anxiety as he extended his hand to Uncle Mike and said, “Hello, my name is Nicolás Martínez. Most people just call me Nic. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Uncle Mike nodded and clasped Nic’s hand with an almost crushing grip. “Lara and I have been very anxious to meet you.”

Nic had to fight the urge to openly wince. He replied, “She’s a wonderful young woman. I am very fortunate to have met her.”

“On that, I think, we are in complete agreement,” Uncle Mike replied slowly. “But I’m sure you can imagine how surprised and concerned her aunt and I were when we heard that she’d asked you, a man she barely knows, to live with her.”

“Uncle Mike,” Allie chimed in.

Her uncle waved his hand with a stern look and said, “Nic’s a grown man. I’m sure he’s more than able to speak for himself without your help or interference.”

While this brief exchange between Allie and Uncle Mike was going on, Nic tried to think of what he could to say to allay her uncle’s concerns. The moment Uncle Mike’s attention was again focused on him, he said, “I would be happy to answer any questions you might have.”

“I appreciate that,” Uncle Mike replied. “And, believe me, I intend to hold you to it. But for now, why don’t you just go on and get something to eat with the others. There’s plenty of food for everyone. We can talk a little later once you’ve had the chance to fill your belly and settle in.”

“Yes, of course. Thank you,” Nic replied, grateful to have been given a momentary reprieve.

After making his way to the buffet with Allie and the others, he filled his plate and followed his friends to the first open table that they could find. Nic and Brandon volunteered to get everyone’s drinks while Allie, Charlie and Nicole remained seated and dug into their meals.

Nic picked up two plastic cups for Allie and himself and was about to pour some punch into one of them when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around and saw a sour-faced Conner standing behind him with his arms folded. He braced himself as he put the ladle down and waited for Conner to speak.

“You’re the guy I met few weeks ago sitting across from Allie at Joe’s Diner,” Conner said as he lowered his arms to his sides and clenched his fists.

Just then, Brandon stepped between them. He slapped Conner on the back and said, “Hey buddy, what’s up?”

To Nic’s relief, he felt the tension in the air noticeably lessen as Conner turned to Brandon and said in reply, “Nothing much. How about you?”

“Nicole and I are heading out to L.A. right after the barbecue. We rented a U-Haul and packed up all our stuff in it this morning. Nicole’s going to be driving her car while I drive the truck.”

“What about your car?” Conner asked.

“It’s already in L.A. It’s parked in front of my brother’s place.”

Conner glanced at Nic, then said to Brandon, “No offense, but do you honestly think it’s a good idea for Allie to be moving in with him?”

Brandon smirked. “From what I know, he seems like a pretty good guy and Allie really likes him. That’s what’s important, isn’t it?”

“I guess,” Conner shrugged. “But—”

“But nothing,” Brandon cut in. “You have no say in the matter. It’s her call, capisce?”

Conner scowled and rounded on Nic. “You may have found a way to weasel your way into her life but don’t for a second think that I’m just going stand by and watch you ruin it. You make one wrong move and I’ll be on you like a ton of bricks.”

Brandon shook his head. “Seriously dude, you need to chill out. If you keep this up, don’t be surprised if Allie loses it and decides to whack you over the head with her walking stick.”

Conner pointed his finger at Nic as he said, “I’ve got my eye on you,” before turning on his heel and walking away.

Brandon nudged Nic in the arm and said, “I wouldn’t worry about him much if I were you. He’s all bluff and no action.”

“Does he honestly think he has a chance with her? Allie shudders every time his name comes up in conversation.”

“He’s wacked, plain and simple. Don’t pay him any mind. Not worth the effort.”

Nic responded with a wry smile. “I’ll try not to. But, to be honest, he’s not the one I’m really concerned about. Did you see the look Allie’s uncle gave me when I introduced myself to him?”

Brandon snorted. “Big Mike loves Allie like she was his own daughter. Think of it this way, if you were in his shoes, wouldn’t you be worried too?” As much as Nic loathed to admit it, Brandon had a point. He was no saint, not by a long shot. “Just treat Allie right and everything will turn out fine.”

Nic and Brandon then rejoined Allie and Nicole and set the drinks down on the table.

“What took you so long?” Allie asked. “I was beginning to think that you and Brandon had fallen into the punch bowl.”

“I probably would have, if Conner had had his way,” Nic replied. “He made it perfectly clear to me that he doesn’t approve of our living situation.”

Allie frowned. “Ugh, he can be so annoying sometimes. What else did he say?”

“Nothing worth repeating,” Nic replied and took a sip of his drink. “It’s fine really. Don’t worry about me. I can take care of myself.”

Allie reached out to him. He took her hand and gave it a squeeze. She said, “I’m sorry about all the fuss Conner and Uncle Mike are making about you living with me. Just so you know, I’ve already told my uncle point blank that there’s nothing he can say or do that will change my mind.”

“I bet he loved hearing that.” Nic puffed his cheeks and then blew the air out slowly. “I can only imagine what he’s going to say to me once we sit down and have that man-to-man talk.”

“It’ll be fine. He just wants to feel you out and say his peace. I know he can be blunt and intimidating at first, but don’t let that gruff exterior fool you. He’s a teddy bear at heart.” Knowing there was little more to be said about it at that point, he let the matter rest.

As the afternoon wore on and the number of people present started to thin out, Nic found himself growing increasingly more nervous about the prospect of talking with Allie’s uncle. And although she’d never come out and said it, he knew that that man’s opinion mattered to her a lot. Because of that, he especially felt the need to make a favorable impression on him.

When the time finally came for Brandon and Nicole to go, Allie, Nic and Charlie saw them out.

“Call me as soon as you get to L.A. and let me know that you guys made it safe and sound,” Allie said in a tearful voice while giving Nicole a hug.

“Are you sure you don’t want us to give you guys a ride back to the apartment?” Nicole asked.

Allie shook her head. “My aunt told me that she’d take us home once all the guests leave and Uncle Mike’s had the chance to talk to Nic.”

“Good luck with that,” Brandon said to Nic and patted him on the shoulder. “Better you than me.”

“Thanks, I think.”

Allie twined her arms with his. “Like I said earlier, my uncle’s all bark and no bite. I think he’s going to like you a lot once he gets to know you. Just like me.”

“I hope you’re right,” Nic replied. “Or you might find yourself having to look for someone else to live with you.”

“Don’t say that. Don’t even think it.”

“I agree,” Nicole said and then bent down to pet Charlie. “I’m gonna miss you buddy. Just keep doing what you’re doing big guy.”

“He will,” Allie replied confidently. “He’s got a few years left in him yet.”

“It’s hard to imagine you without Charlie and vice versa. You guys have been together for as long as I’ve known you.”

“And we’ll be here to welcome you back the next time you and Brandon come and see us.”

Nicole hugged Allie one more time and then turned to Nic and said, “You’re going to have a blast living with these two. I couldn’t have asked for better roomies. Take care of them, okay?”

“I will,” Nic replied.

“We better get a move on,” Brandon said as he checked the time on his cell phone. “It’s getting late and the weather app is predicting rain.” He gave Allie a hug and shook Nic’s hand before he and Nicole headed toward their vehicles.

Nic placed his arm around Allie’s waist as they stood by the front porch and watched their friends drive off.

“I’m going to miss them,” Allie said with a sigh as she leaned her head on Nic’s shoulder.

“It’ll be okay.” Nic replied. “You’ve still got Charlie and me. That’s something, isn’t it?”

Allie tilted her head up toward his and smiled. He longed to kiss her but didn’t dare, especially now in front of her aunt and uncle’s house. And so instead, he simply rested his cheek against her head and held her close.

Once Brandon and Nicole’s vehicles disappeared from view, Allie said, “We better go back inside. Uncle Mike is probably chomping at the bit. We probably shouldn’t keep him waiting much longer.”

“If you insist,” Nic replied in a resigned tone.

As they turned toward the front door, it opened. Uncle Mike appeared at the entrance with the last few guests at the party. He shook their hands and bid them good night. When he motioned for Nic to follow him to the backyard, Nic dutifully complied.

“Take a seat son. This shouldn’t take long.” Uncle Mike pulled up a chair and sat down.

Nic sat down directly across from him and folded his hands on his lap.

“I hope you understand both my wife and I’s concern about you living with Allie. She’s a very special girl, in more ways than one. And even though I know that she’s a fully-grown woman with a good head on her shoulders, there’s a part of me that still sees her as that vulnerable and scared little girl with pigtails and glasses that my wife and I took in after her mother died.”

Nic nodded sympathetically, then said, “Were I in your position, I would likely have the very same concerns that you have about me. I’m a complete stranger to you, and a foreigner to boot.”

“From what Allie’s told my wife, she says that the two of you are just friends. Is that true?”

He hesitated a moment before answering. “Yes, but I think that I would be lying to you if I denied that there’s a possibility that that could change in the future.”

“I see,” Uncle Mike replied and rubbed his hands together. “I appreciate your honesty. Now I think it’s my turn to be perfectly frank with you.” Nic held his breath. Uncle Mike continued, “I don’t have a problem with your living situation per se, but I think that she deserves to know up front how far you think your relationship with her might go.”

“Please believe me when I say that I have nothing but the best of intentions as far as Allie is concerned. Meeting and getting to know her over these past few weeks has been the highlight of my time here so far. She’s a wonderful person and I like her very much. I’m more grateful than I can possibly express for her friendship and it is my sincere hope that our relationship will only continue to grow and develop in the months ahead.”

Uncle Mike looked thoughtful and paused for some time before speaking again. Finally, he said, “I guess that’s good enough for me for now.” He sat up. So did Nic. “Although I could say more, I think I’ll just leave you with this: Treat her right, that’s all I ask. You do that, and you won’t have a problem with me.”

“I will,” Nic replied, looking him directly in the eye. Uncle Mike appeared satisfied. He shook Nic’s hand and then walked back into the house. The meeting was over.

When Nic stepped into the kitchen, Allie was sitting on a bar stool with Charlie at her feet while her aunt was loading dishes into the dishwasher. He gently placed his hand on Allie’s shoulder and sat down next to her. She leaned toward him and quietly asked, “How did things go with Uncle Mike?”

“Nothing I didn’t expect,” Nic replied. “He cares for you very much, that’s plain to see, and he only wants what’s best for you.”

“Glad to hear that my uncle didn’t scare you off.”

Nic patted her knee and said, “I don’t scare off easy, especially where you’re concerned.”

“I’m counting on that,” Allie replied as she reached out and touched his face. “Are you ready to go?”

He said yes. He was more than ready to go home; their home. He liked the sound of that. It made him smile and gave him hope that maybe, just maybe, things would be different, better from here on out.

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