#good morning! here’s another pet name poll <3

[patrickztump]

a redemption poll from that last dog name one i did:

reblog for a larger sample <3

#good morning! here’s another pet name poll <3 #dogblr #catblr #petblr #polls #my polls

[megan-loves-surveys]

#23.

Would you rather have another job? No, I like my job!

Did you ever live in a house with more than one story? I currently do.

What room of your home do you spend most time in? My room.

Have you ever given yourself a tattoo? No.

Do you own any clothes you wouldn’t wear in front of your mother? No xD

Why did you last take pain medication? A mild headache. Surprising it was only mild xD

Do you drive an electric car? I don't drive, period.

Do you like facial hair on guys or do you prefer the clean-shaven look? Facial hair is sexy AF. My boyfriend has a beard and it's so hot. Jon Moxley has a beard and he looks way better with it than he did clean shaven, etc.

Who was your first celebrity crush? Ritchie Neville from Five. I met him earlier this month and he's still the hottest, I hugged him xD

Who is your current celebrity crush? Jon Moxley, like always.

Are you good with kids? Not really. Kids seem to like me though, which is awkward xD

Do you have your national flag hanging up anywhere outside your house? No.

Do you look older or younger than you actually are? Younger. I'm in my mid 30's, but I've been mistaken for early 20's, most people agree I look around 21 - 23 right now. When I go out with my boyfriend, people think he's my Dad cos I look so much younger than him... which is funny cos he's 18 years older than me as it is!

When is the next time you’ll be up on stage? How should I know lol.

What was the last show that you watched a full episode of? Big Bang Theory.

Were you ever a boy or girl scout? I'm not even sure if that's a thing here.

Do you take your medications in the morning or at night? I only take my meds when I need them, not daily.

Do you like thrift stores? Yes.

Do you know anyone who has ten cats? No lol. I wish I did xD

Have you ever had a cat? I did, my aunt and uncle gave me a cat for my 5th birthday, his name was Piglet and he was a tabby. He lived till he was 12. Loved him to pieces <3

Have you ever had a dog? No.

Have you ever any other kind of animal? No.

Have you ever had a pet rock? Probably xD

What were you voted in the senior class polls? -

Do you organize your clothes by color? No.

Do you have any significantly older siblings? I have stepsiblings, they're in their 40's.

Which parent do you feel the most affection for? I love them both equally. No picking.

Who do you care about the most? Lots of people.

Do you tend to speed when you drive? -

Do you get bored with relationships quickly? No.

Do you have an online game that you play often? No, most of my games are offline, single player ones haha.

How long does it take you to normally take a shower? Depends. If I have to shave, it takes longer. Around 15 mins.

Was the last person you kissed younger or older than you? Older.

Do you always wear your seatbelt? Yes.

Would you rather watch a movie, watch a TV show, or watch a YouTube video? YouTube video, but it depends on the TV show.

Do your pets chase after bugs? -

When you get married, who will be the maid of honor/best man? -

When you go to McDonalds, what drink do you usually get? Coke Zero Sugar.

What was the last thing you threw up? Dunno.

Are you someone’s best friend? I hope so.

Would your childhood self be disappointed? In what?

Can you lift your significant other (your best friend if you’re single)? No, he's like a foot taller than me and far far bigger than me lol.

What’s your opinion on the legalization of weed? I don't smoke it, but I don't care if other people do, so legalize it.

Have you ever hit a girl? I've slapped a few haha.

What was your New Year’s resolution? To keep going to the gym.

Do you like watching music videos? No.

Are you happy with your looks? Mostly.

Do you have any pets who will bite anyone else out there, besides you? -

Are you someone who really likes to cook? What’s your favorite meal? I suck at cooking.

Anal sex, yay or nay? Yay!

Have you ever dated a fat person? Depends what you consider 'fat'.

What is truly attractive to you? It's hard to say, it's a complicated answer.

You see a spider web in the corner of your room. What do you do? There's one in the corner of my room right now, I ignore it unless I see a spider in it.

Name a song that reminds you of a past relationship: Hmm.

Do you think anyone hates you? I hope not.

What do you think your last ex would say about you? TBH I have no idea.

Do you still talk to the first person you fell in love with? Well, yes, cos he's my boyfriend :P

Have you ever been punched? No.

Do you care about what’s happening in other countries? I mean, sure, I keep an eye on it.

Do you believe in the afterlife? No.

What is your greatest achievement? Graduating uni I guess.

What kind of bottled water do you drink? I usually just drink tap water, but if I'm out and get water then it's usually just Pump.

What’s the most you’ve ever lost gambling? The only time I ever gambled, someone gave me money, it was $20 or so. I lost it all lol.

Have you ever waited in line overnight for something? No.

Do you watch porn? Yep haha.

If you don’t, do you have a moral reasoning behind that decision? -

Do/did you ever attend church regularly? No.

Do you have a godmother/godfather/both? No.

Do you watch Supernatural? No.

Do you go to a firework show every 4th of July? Not everyone is American.

Are you diabetic? No.

Are you allergic to gluten? No.

Are you lactose intolerant? Mildly. If I eat too much cheese, it gives me a stomachache.

If you have shoplifted, are you afraid of getting in trouble? I've never done it.

How long have you been single? (Or dating your current interest) We've been together since June 2022, so 2 years in a couple of months!

Do any famous people follow you on Twitter or Instagram? A few wrestlers and a few popstars.

Name all the people you know that you’ve seen today. My Mum & Dad and that's it so far, I'll see my boyfriend later though.

Have you ever read a book about a character in a psych ward? No.

Have you ever been in a mental hospital as a patient? No.

Do you take birth control pills? I have an IUD, so I don't have to.

Do you like soy sauce? Sure.

What’s the name of the most recent baby a friend had? Dunno.

Would you ever wear real fur? Nooooo.

Have you ever been considered popular? Depends...

Favorite undersea creature? Hmm.

What types of things would you plant in a garden? Something easy to maintain.

Favorite type of fantasy creature? Djinns/genies.

Are you short or tall for your age? Short.

Have you ever liked someone much older than you? Of course! My boyfriend is 18 years older than me for a start, and most of my crushes, celebrity or otherwise, are older than me.

What was your first favorite band? Spice Girls. I'm a 90s girl through and through.

Anyone’s grave you visit, regularly? No.

Have you ever been seriously addicted to anything? No.

Have you ever had a hamster? No.

How many books have you read in the past YEAR? A few.

Are you popular on any websites? Uh, well... there's a certain NSFW site that I have an account on, I have over 5000 followers on it and I get comments and DMs constantly on there. So I'd say I was quite popular xD

Ever been in the emergency room? Yes.

Are you subscribed to anything (magazines, monthly boxes, streaming sites, etc.)? I have loads - YouTube Premium, last.fm Pro, Discord, Spotify, WWE Network, AEW Plus and right now I have Disney+ but I'll prob cancel it before I get charged again. I also have a magazine website sub but I got it for free cos I won it from the McDonalds Monopoly thing xD

Have you ever given a lap dance? Yes, as a joke.

Do bats frighten you? Never seen one in real life haha.

Are you a KPOP fan? Yep, I'm an old school fan, I got into it in about 2008 before it got big outside SK. I love all the older girl groups like Girls' Generation, f(x), After School, 2NE1, Wonder Girls etc.

Were you anyone’s first kiss? Yes, and he was mine!

Will you keep your last name when you get married? -

Are you biracial? I'm white, so no.

What is your most expensive piece of clothing? Good question, maybe a jacket of some sort?

Have you ever started a rumor? Yes, but it was just a joke and nobody really believed it.

Color of your bedspread? Right now it's grey, but it's two sided, the other side is black.

Do you have a piggy bank? Yes.

Did you ever skip a grade or get held back a grade? No.

What’s your favorite rock band? Queen or The Beatles?

What color(s) eyeshadow do you wear the most? None.

Do you identify with any organized religion? No, I'm an atheist.

Have you read the book 13 Reasons Why or watched the show? No.

What is the sexiest part of the opposite sex’s body? Depends on the person, but in general, I love muscly arms and shoulders.

Are you confrontational? Depends.

Who was the last person you know (or that you know of) that died? Zoe :(

Does your first crush know that he/she was your first crush? Yes.

Do you like your butt? I have basically no butt.

Have you ever been to a night club? Yep.

Do you believe in reincarnation? No.

Can your dog roll over on command, if you have a dog? -

Do you use any styling products on your hair? No.

Do you have a favorite local band? Who are they? Not really.

Do you use the Facebook chat often? Yep, all the time.

Do you own a robe? What color is it? No.

Who ended your last relationship? He did.

Have you ever been engaged? No.

Do you have any bug bites on you right now? If so, where? No.

What is the biggest problem in your life right now? My widsom teeth, they're annoying me.

How many pets do you have? None.

Do you like tomatoes? I love tomato sauce xD

When was the last time you shaved your legs? I do it every week in the shower.

Do you have any exes your parents never liked? Oh yeah, quite a few cos of all my older exes.

Are you a fast or a slow eater? Neither, I'm just average I think.

What was the last thing you purchased from a small local business? Hmm, not sure.

Have you ever run from the police? No.

What does your wallet look like? I don't use one.

Do you have any hickeys on you? No.

If you had a son right now, what would you name him? I don't want kids, but if I did, I'd name him Nathaniel.

Have you ever dated someone longer than a year? Yep.

Have you ever done ballet? No.

When was the last time you consumed alcohol? A couple of weeks ago.

Are you interested in creative writing of any sort? Yes.

Are any of your friends virgins? No.

Who is the funniest person you know? Ngawari, David or my boyfriend.

Are you overweight? No.

Ever had a black eye? Yes.

Last person to cuddle with? My boyfriend.

Have you ever lost a friend to drugs or alcohol? No.

Have you ever read a play outside of school? No.

Do you listen to music while you sleep? No, it has to be quiet.

Do you sell any products? If so, what? No.

Do you own a bobblehead? No.

Do you like scrambled eggs? Not really, but they're ok.

What is currently happening that is scaring you? Dunno.

What was the last movie you saw and who did you watch it with? I have no idea actually, I don't watch movies much.

Can you cry on command? If so, have you ever used it to your advantage? Yes, and yes lol.

Have you ever snuck out of your house? Yep, as a teenager.

Can you do any impressions? I can try lol.

Have you ever been kicked out of a public place? Why? My friends and I got kicked out of a nightclub once cos my friend was high and managed to fall asleep in this super loud club with music booming. The bouncers figured out she was high as hell and booted all of us lmfao.

Do you have any important anniversaries you celebrate? Yes.

Do you know how to use a DSLR camera? Dunno.

#survey #surveys #random survey #personal survey

[yakumtsaki]

Alright you guys, sorry for the delay, I’ve had to restart this post 20 fucking times because my changes weren’t being saved in the draft and then I kept getting the ‘upload failed’ error. In case you don’t remember wtf is going on you might wanna re-read the last update (I certainly had to) which is apparently from JUNE 2018. Jfc I suck so hard. Now this was gonna be really long but tumblr wouldn’t post it so I’m breaking it up in 3 parts, part 2 to be posted tomorrow. For those that don’t feel like reading back, general recap of the last couple updates:

Jojo cheated on Wyatt with Max Flexor and my solution to that marital crisis was to adopt our first dog ever, a puppy hilariously named Maxx.

The puppy grew up to be an asshole and is constantly beating up the cats, who have turned into giant pussies (no pun intended) and are losing every fight to him despite the fact they’re named after Mortal Kombat characters. They’re a fucking disgrace to Alegra’s/Victor’s/Ronroneo’s memory and I haven’t settled on a cat heir yet because they both suck.

Jojo is perma miserable, I don’t even remember how much money away from his 100k LTW, and still not a werewolf despite my pathologically persistent attempts to make him friends with the wolf.

Fucking useless Wyatt didn’t get promoted while Komei was alive providing us with his 100 townie friends, we spent 20 updates befriending every rando that crossed our lot to secure his promotion, and then finally on the day he was supposed to become Captain Hero, Wyatt got, of course, fired and is now on track to take longer to complete his literal career based LTW than Komei took to get 6 pets on the top of their careers.

Absolutely everyone hates noogie addict Shajar, she got a Kylo Ren makeover, and we still don’t know what her sexual orientation is thanks to her ridiculous fitness/fatness turn ons and cleanliness turn off.

Golden child/10 nice points freakshow Cyneswith grew up, rolled romance with the most disturbing turn-ons/offs possible (grey hair/mechanical & charisma turn off) and the 20 simultaneous lovers LTW.

Wulf grew up into a kid, got an Amadeus makeover, is officially a Wyatt clone and the only member of this family I don’t completely hate yet.

Now I’d like to begin the first Union post in more than a year by requesting you do me a solid and lower your expectations for this thing as far down as humanly possible. Like really try to recreate the Jules Verne classic “Journey to the Center of the Earth” with your expectations here, because my brain is so fucking fried that there’s a 20% chance I randomly start citing sources at some point during this post. This grad school crap has seriously been the worst trade deal in the history of trade deals, maybe ever. And speaking of bad trade deals, let’s get this update rolling with the man, the myth, the legend, the husband who managed to make Komei look like a dreamboat in comparison..

..Wyatt fucking Union, née Monif. It’s been a long time, but I’m not gonna lie to you Wyatt, not nearly long enough. Looking good man, just one small question, where the fuck are your eyebrows?

-You àccidéntally deléted thém, imbécilé, et I cannôt exprèss my irritatiόn prόperly becausé I hàve non eyebrôws!

Did your selective French accent get thicker this past year or is it just me?

-It géts thickér whén je suis distrésséd, givé moi mon eyebrôws bàcc!!!

No can do, brother. Actually can do, but I think the Mona Lisa look is working for you, and more importantly I still hate you, so I’m just gonna hardcore ignore you for the rest of this post if that’s ok. Talk to me when you finally get promoted, aka never the way this shit is going.

-Non! NON! MON EYEBROWS!

It’s been lovely catching up.

Jojό I mean Jojo, goddammit Wyatt, is spending most of his time building robots in the mausoleum (sweet hipster band name alert)..

..giving financial advice in Shajar’s room (inb4 what’s the difference between the mausoleum and Shajar’s room)..

..building evil snowmen alone in the middle of the night, like all mentally healthy middle aged men with 3 kids are wont to do..

..and getting the piss harassed out of him by the cat ghosts in the bathroom (sweet hipster band name alert #2). How is this like the fourth time this happens in the exact same spot, will you just stop autonomously cleaning the bathroom after midnight? It’s obviously where the cats hang out, give it the fuck up already.

-I’m actively TRYING TO DIE you absolute moron, what does a guy have to do to get killed around here?

Yea can’t say that I blame you but not happening, you can commit suicide by Ghost Alegra after the kids fuck off to college, ok? I promise.

-Oh like you promised me being heir was a route worth pursuing??

Um obviously you too need to go back and re-read your own life story, because I spent the entirety of our “““cherished””” time together telling you heirship is a shitty gig at generation 2. And then to top it off you went and married Wyatt to ensure maximum shittiness, so there you go, fucking enjoy. God I am so sick of both of you losers and we’re only 5 pics in. Let’s check in with your spawn, I’m sure they can’t possibly be more annoying than their parents-

-oh right, I forgot, this is the generation with 10/10/9 active points where the party never stops. Cyneswith are you somehow twerking to classical music?

-How else am I gonna attract all those hot senior citizens per my grey hair turn on and 20 lovers LTW?

Ok great yea I see how this is gonna go, you’re trying to entice people into voting you for heir based on how torturous playing this fucked up LTW is gonna be for me, well forget it, my readers are intellectuals and completely above such petty entertainment. (istg mofos, don’t even think about it, i already did Komei’s 5 pets career shit, i will burn this place to the ground if you saddle me with Cyneswith banging the elderly for 30 years)

-No need to worry your stupid little head, I will beat Cyneswith for HEIR just like I beat her HAIR up daily! HAHA!

Shajar no offense but you’re a fucking war crime of a sim, nearly everyone who’s ever met you hates you including your parents, and the fact that you’re the alternative here is really not helping my situation in any way. Also how the fuck are you gonna be heir when the only thing you seem to be attracted to is giving noogies, you’re like one week away from college and I still don’t even know if you’re str8 or gay or bi or w/e the fuck you are. You have Jojo’s personality combined with..

..yes exactly, DANIEL’S SOCIAL ABILITIES. I mean I was joking with the whole ‘Shajar’s the spawn of Satan’ thing, but this combo of traits was clearly drawn up in Hell’s boardroom.

ANYWAY. It’s a snowy Sunday morning, and anyone who has been a teen knows what that means:

Time to go clubbing! Man I remember being like 15, waking up on a freezing Sunday morning and my mom making me a cup of hot chocolate before I drove off to the club. Those were the days.

-Uh, Shaj, when did you learn how to drive?

-Don’t be stupid, Cyneswith, people don’t need to ‘learn’ how to drive.

-They absolutely do, actually.

-Well what can I tell you, the dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural.

-Here we are, safe and sound! Celebratory noogie!

-YOU RAN OVER 9 PEOPLE

-How many times to I have to explain this to you, Apartment Life townies are not people.

Can’t argue with that logic. Let’s just go in and find out what Shajar’s sexual orientation is once and for all so I can spend the rest of this update aggressively promoting Wulf’s candidacy.

Now I consider ‘a picture is worth a thousand words’ one of the dumbest sayings there is, but even I have to concede that this particular picture truly is worth a thousand words. Quick poll, what is more horrifying, Shajar’s literal Joker face or Cyneswith, whom I’ve never seen read a book ever, autonomously pulling one out in the middle of the dance floor, in what I can only assume is an attempt to attract old perverts with the schoolgirl routine?

And I know what some of you are thinking, you’re like ‘bro, you’re just reaching to make a bad joke bro, Cyneswith is just a sweet nice introvert and not like other girls, she doesn’t feel comfortable in the club’, well to that let me reply with another picture that is worth a thousand words:

Yea that’s right, on the first minute of our first time out WE RUN INTO THAT ONE ELDER TOWNIE THAT HAS WRINKLE MAKE UP ON. GODDAMMIT CYNESWITH

Do you guys remember how Jojo was obsessed with Stephen Tinker as a teen? Are you seeing the connection here?? Those kids have literally inherited the worst possible traits from both their parents turned up to 11, it’s fucking unreal.  

Right after I get over Wrinkle’s presence I turn around and what do I see, those 2, who have never had a non-noogie physical interaction, autonomously doing the family kiss thing. I didn’t even catch it on time because I was loling irl, we came out here so these assholes can find age-appropriate partners, and instead they’re kissing each other. Seems about right with this family, and clearly Striped Scarf’s dumb ass ships it.

-They look so much alike, it’s meant to be!

Yes, and they even share the same last name! Talk about written in the stars.

Thankfully Abhijeet is here to save us from incest by perving on Cyneswith. GTFO ABHIJEET. Anyone like ‘bro townies just autonomously come to greet your sims on community lots regardless of age, stop calling them perverts’, see you in about 5 pics down.  

I try to have Shajar chat up Striped Scarf and suffice it to say Shaj ~stole her heart~ and presumably put it on this stick to wave around.

NO. CYNESWITH NO. I’m seriously having déjà vu of all the times I was like ‘NO. JOJO NO’, jfc.

Shajar is unsurprisingly exhibiting no interest in socializing with anyone around her, instead she’s trying every activity this terribly lit place has to offer, and she looks demented while doing it:

I’m feeling a primal urge to photoshop Darth Vader’s melted helmet on the bowling ball here, someone please remind me to do it for the heir vote photoshoot.

-HA. SUCK IT DENISE JACQUET

That’s Denise Jacquet?! I can’t tell who anyone is for shit anymore. The default replacements are a scourge upon premade brands, I’m getting rid of them pronto. Speaking of scourges, where the hell is your sister?

-Who cares?

I wanna say ‘me’ but we both know that’s a lie.

Oh ok, THERE SHE IS.

-So you see Cyneswith, just because something is technically ‘illegal’, doesn’t mean it’s morally wrong-

Yea yea fascinating stuff, now get out of the hot tub or I will fucking neuter you, I don’t know if a eunuch mod already exists for medieval games but I will make one if it doesn’t.

Here, Cyneswith, drink some water, have a nice G-rated convo with your sister about violins and stop pissing me off. 

-First of all this is straight vodka.

Great.

-Secondly Shajar is talking about Mozart’s coprophilia.

-I sure am.

Amazing. Well, I guess it’s at times like these when you need to look inside your heart and truly ask yourself, what did you expect from Jojo’s children.

ABHIJEET ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME DID YOU EVEN HEAR ME TALK ABOUT CASTRATION

-Ha, I went home and put on my most elderly-looking formal wear!

-I hate to see you go but I love to watch you leave Ab <3

CYNESWITH SHUT UP. I can’t believe you people are actually making me miss Gunther’s teenage whoring, at least he kept it age appropriate.

-Is some random lady pressing her breasts against my head?

She most certainly is, Shajar, because it is now crystal clear that this bowling alley doubles as the site of annual perv townie convention and we walked right into it-

-and it’s also clear we have serious issues and are enjoying ourselves. Shaj I legit don’t know what to tell you, this is the first time you get along with someone right away and it just had to be the adult with the bad haircut and the flasher’s trench coat???

-You’re damn right it did.

Alright then, I’m officially going to nope out of this situation, safe in the knowledge you’re a noogiesexual and nothing will actually happen with this freak, so I’ll focus on Cyneswith instead who is much more of a loose canon. 

Here Cyn, talk to this guy, who I’m 90% sure is the same guy your father rejected in favor of stalking Stephen Tinker when he was your age.

-Ohhhh, he’s dreamy!

Omg really?? Halleluj-

-oh never mind, you were of course referring to adult ass Brandon Lillard. I do like that our townies have recurring roles each generation, we should make rejecting Blondie a rite of passage in this family. We should also officially gtfo because this is happening:

-Um, now that I’m looking at you in harsher lighting, it’s gonna be a no from me dawg. 

Oh, thank the fucking lord.

-Let’s celebrate the fact we didn’t get hopelessly obsessed with any adults here by doing the traditional Dance of Normality!

-We beat Dad’s genes, we beat Dad’s genes!

-We’re normal!

Yes, and we’re definitely showing it. Can we please leave now so I can make sure I’ve uninstalled Inteenminator and turn off free will? 

-Nop! Venue change!

-Got-out-of-the-car celebratory noogie!

-Made-it-to-the-door celebratory noogie!

Shajar you unironically have a noogie addiction, I’m not kidding in the slightest, you need to see a doctor.

Great, great, not another teen in sight and to top it off Denise followed us here to ensure maximum elder presence. I feel comfortable officially declaring this day a complete waste of time.

God, the vintage pink dress and the pink alcohol combo is some straight up current era Taylor Swift nonsense. That’s it, we’re outta here, back home where no one is lurking, waiting to strike at us-

-SOPHIE NOOOOOOOOOOOO💔💔💔💔💔

-The Lord is my shepherd.

NO HE ISN’T EVERYONE KNOWS YOU CAN’T HERD CATS PLEASE DON’T DIE

-Nop, I’m over it. Goodbye heathens, it’s been nice, hope you don’t find your paradise. 

UGH SOPHIE, my beloved Westboro lunatic, the last gangsta generation 1 cat we had.. I can’t believe you’re gone and all I’m left with is stupid Goro and D’vorah who can’t even beat up the fucking dog. This is truly painful.

Yes, pets, I agree, Kaylynn is completely to blame for Sophie dying of old age. The time has now come to decide on a cat heir-

-and since Goro ran away like a little bitch after Sophie’s death despite the fact he didn’t even like her, he’s automatically disqualified and will be going off to live on Melody and Daniel’s farm once returned to us. Congratulations to D’vorah I guess, on being the least terrible of two terrible options. 

On the topic of terrible heir options, Cyn has non-stop wants to go on dates and have her first kiss and all that crap, and since our Sunday morning clubbing was a bust we invite over the matchmaker.

-Hello there young Union, I see your house has been upgraded since I was last here.

Oh right we haven’t required your services since Daniel was a teen and we lived in a trailer, well we are flush with cash now!

-Hopefully your payment reflects that.

It will!! Just please give us someone good, I can’t deal with single teen Cyn for one more second.

-Oh my, what a beautiful BLANK PIECE OF PAPER.

WHAT!? NO THAT’S 5K IT’S JUST A SNOW GLITCH 

-What do I look like to you, a money thawing service?

Does such a service.. exist??

-It does not, so I have to go home and use a hairdryer on this!

Just come inside and we’ll give you non-frozen money!

-No, no, you’ll get what you paid for..

-Have a magical time!

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Lakshmi this was so fucking evil that I almost want to age you down and see if you and Shajar hit it off. 

-As if, the whole neighborhood knows what you did to Komei.

Helped him achieve his insane 6-pets-career LTW?

-Turned him into a servant while your sim was lounging around all day!

Oh yea I did do that. But Wyatt was also a townie and he does literally nothing, Jojo is the servant now!

-Only because Wyatt is too fucking stupid to do things! Word has gotten out, no townie will ever marry in this family again unless they’re brain dead, so it’s Wyatts only for you from now on, sister!

Well this has been a complete fucking disaster. It was great seeing you again, Lakshmi, thanks for the dream date with the adult farting machine, 5k well-spent.

Pretty sure it was you bro, and yes, how about we don’t do that again.

Wyatt has brought over Amanda from work! (Aka Victoria’s only friend and subsequent lesbian lover, who is really pretty and is definitely getting married in at some point, preferably after the brown hair genes have been weakened so we can go back to being gingers.)  

-Wow Shajar, your grandmother, God rest her soul, mentioned you were her favorite and now I can see why! Loving the Kylo Ren look!

-Is someone being genuinely nice to me?! What is happening?

-Yes, please stop being nice to her, Amanda, we don’t want her getting used to it.

Jojo istg.

-Cyneswith dear, tell Amanda all about how much money your grandmother left you so she can stop being nice to Shajar. 

-Soooo much money, Miss Amanda!

-Ah, what a polite child I’ve single-handedly raised.

-Now, Cyneswith, you really need to get back on the dating scene so you have ample time to find the perfect spouse and continue our line, since you’re clearly the only one of my children that is remotely heir material. 

-Dad, Shajar and Wulf are right next to you.

-Oh they are? I’m wearing my special contact lenses that make those disappointments invisible to me, but even better, they need to hear this. Shajar is a noogiesexual and thus incapable of reproduction, and Wulf is not even a Union, I mean have you seen that kid? Wyatt reproduced by himself like the amoeba he is. Now, your grandmother-

-YOU MENTIONED ME 3 TIMES AND HERE I AM

OH FUCK VICTORIA, deleting the default replacements gave you base game hair!!!!

-That’s the part you’re scared by, not my Beetlejuicesque entrance?

There’s literally nothing scarier than your ghost sporting this haircut for all eternity, I’m re-downloading that default immediately. 

-Oh mom, so good to see you! Let me just hug my beloved child, Shijer-

-Shajar, dad.

-SHAJAR, let me hug Shajar, like I do all the time. 

-I’m glad to see you’re not picking favorites among your children like I did, the way I treated David-

-Daniel, mom.

-DANIEL, is the one thing I’ve truly been regretting in the afterlife. That and not skinning Marisa Bendett alive when I had the chance. 

-Well, as you can see by Shajar’s totally normal and not at all shocked reaction to my hug, I am a wonderful, fair, and emotionally available father. 

(Bruh this freaked me out so much when it happened, I mean I KNOW it’s an animation glitch but I was convinced my sims had become sentient for a good while after)

-Is your grandmother’s ghost still on the premises?

-Yup. 

-When will this nightmare end, paying attention to you is the worst. 

-Ok she’s gone.

-FINALLY. Now it’s back to the crypt for you, and don’t you dare go complain to her urn!

-Ah, Stephen, Stephen, my life is crap and I can’t even🎵

And with the knowledge you have composed a theme song for Stephen Tinker, part 1 of the Union comeback update is concluded. Will Shajar’s sexual orientation reveal itself? Will Cyneswith find true love? Will Jojo become a werewolf? Will Wulf continue to be the only dignified member of this family? Will D’vorah have kittens? Will Wyatt do literally anything worth mentioning? Tune in for parts 2 & 3 to find out, unfollow button on the upper right corner for those who need it. 

#gen 2 #ts2

[rainbow-sides]

Full Voice

Prompts: 8, “Do you hate me?” & 89, “Calm down.”

Summary: Virgil’s dads adopt another kid, but Virgil isn’t very good at opening up to new people.

Pairings: Platonic Moxiety, background romantic Logince

Word Count: 2,361

Warnings: Selective mutism, mention of foster care, brief mention of cancer/death, food mention, implied nightmares, crying, anxiety, minor injury/blood, first aid.

Notes: I hope you enjoy this little fic! I’m gonna be happy to take it off my list of WIPs, bringing it down from 15 to 14. That’s still wayyyyy too many, but it’s a start! Oh hey, also, sometime in the next few days I might have a poll to rank which stories I should be working on first, so keep an eye out for that. If you like this story, you should check out all my other stories on my Masterpost, they’re good and stuff. Have an amazing day! <3 ~Martin

“Virgil, I wish you would reconsider coming with us today.”

“Hm.” Virgil flicked through his music idly, ignoring his Pa.

Logan sighed. “You still haven't met your new brother and he's coming home with us next week.”

“Mmhmm.”

“You are not going to be able to hide in your room and avoid this boy. I think you will be good for each other, my dear, but not if you refuse to let yourself know him.” Logan came and sat down next to him on the bed.

Virgil didn't have anything to say. His fathers had been trying to get him to come with them to meet their new foster son for over a month as they negotiated through paperwork to be able to take him home. Virgil knew next to nothing about the boy except that his name was Patton, he was thirteen years old, and his parents had both died of cancer within two years of each other. Patton had been in group homes and foster care for four years now. Logan and Roman had told Virgil that the boy was energetic and friendly, though he didn't have many friends his age. In group homes, he had apparently always taken care of the younger children. He liked baking and watching movies, and...that was all Virgil knew.

One might assume that Virgil didn't want a sibling, and one would be wrong. Virgil was completely indifferent to the idea of having a brother. He was turning eighteen in five months, and would be gone for college two months after that, so it didn't really matter to him. He wouldn't be around to get to know the kid anyway.

“Is it a quiet day, then?” Logan asked softly.

Virgil nodded. He was mostly mute, though he could occasionally speak if he was calm and comfortable and had something important to say.

“That's alright. Well, then, I suppose you will meet him first when he comes home with us next week.” Logan touched his shoulder. “Enjoy your music.” He left the room, pausing briefly at the door. “Do try to open up to Patton a little when you meet him. I truly, truly believe you will be able to help each other.”

Virgil wanted to say that he didn't want or need any kid's help, but he couldn't get the words out before Logan had left. He sighed slightly and laid back on the bed, putting his headphones on and turning on his music. He sang along softly. Singing was often the only words he could say on days like this.

“When the world gets too heavy,

Put it on my back…”

He pretended to be asleep when his fathers came home, and heard them murmuring to each other as they came into his room and turned off his light and pulled his blankets up. They knew him well enough to leave his headphones on.

On the day that they were to bring Patton home, Virgil adamantly refused to go with his fathers to pick the boy up. He curled up in the beanbag chair on his floor and pulled his sweatshirt around him tightly when he heard the door open and Roman’s booming voice telling someone, “Welcome home!”

The kid was nice enough. He was clearly trying very hard to get to know Virgil at dinner, but Virgil’s words were frozen in his throat again. His selective mutism must have been explained to Patton, because that didn't seem to faze him. He just kept talking happily, to Virgil and to Logan and Roman the whole time, pushing his dusty blond curls out of his face and smiling so widely it seemed like it must have been hurting his cheeks. He was happy to be home, and it showed.

As the weeks passed, Patton seemed to realize that Virgil didn't really want his company. It didn't wipe the smile off his face, but it did occasionally dim the light in his eyes. But sometimes the light in his eyes seemed dim anyway, and sometimes Virgil would hear him sobbing at night. Time after time, he considered going to try and comfort him, and time after time he heard either Roman or Logan go to his room instead. There were always soft shushing sounds and some quiet murmurs that Virgil wouldn't listen to, and then the crying would die down. A while later, the door would open and close as whichever dad had gone to calm him down went back to bed.

Virgil only had a few short conversations with Patton. To be honest, talking to the kid made him anxious. What if he said something that made him upset? Or messed him up somehow? Fourteen year-olds were so impressionable, and Virgil had a tendency to be...a bit cynical. He figured it was best if he stayed away from Patton. He didn't want to corrupt him or anything. The kid seemed so sweet and pure, and Virgil was the opposite.

Roman and Logan tried to get Virgil to open up more, but they were unsuccessful. They didn't understand that Virgil was doing this for Patton’s own good.

When Logan and Roman left one night to visit Roman’s sister, Virgil was. Extremely worried. He decided to stay out of Patton’s way entirely, instead spending the whole time in his room and letting Patton do what he wanted.

It worked, for about twelve hours. But early the next morning, he was woken up by a loud crash and a scream from the kitchen. Heart pounding, fearing the worst, he ran downstairs still in his pajamas.

Patton was sitting on the floor, looking dazed. A shattered plate was scattered around him, some pieces bloody from where he had put his hand down. His lip was trembling and when he saw Virgil’s panicked face, he burst into tears. “I didn't mean to!”

Virgil shook his head, trying to indicate that he wasn't mad. He held his hand out tentatively.

After a moment, Patton took it. He let Virgil pull him to his feet and guide him carefully away from the ceramic shards. Virgil led him to the couch, handed him a tissue to dry his tears, and took his injured hand to examine it. There were a few shallow cuts, nothing that needed stitches or anything more than a bandaid and some antiseptic. He went to go get the first aid kit, but Patton’s tremulous voice stopped him in his tracks.

“Do you hate me?” Patton asked. More tears spilled down his cheeks.

Where did that come from?! Virgil shook his head quickly. He grabbed his phone out of the pocket of his pajama pants and typed into his communication app.

‘I'm going to get the first aid kit. Of course I don't hate you.’ He showed it to Patton and then rushed away to get the kit.

When he returned, Patton was sobbing again. He was cradling his injured hand to his chest. Slowly, Virgil sat next to him. He took Patton's hand gently and started to clean the wounds.

“Ow,” Patton whimpered.

Virgil took a deep breath. “Shhh,” he said, trying to make his voice soothing. “Shhh, shh, shh…”

“Sorry, it just kinda...it stings,” Patton sniffled. “I'm sorry about the plate.”

Shaking his head again, Virgil continued shushing him. He put the bandaids on Patton’s hand, wishing he could do something else to comfort the crying boy.

“Thank you, I...I can go clean up the plate now, I…”

“Shhhh,” Virgil said again. He patted Patton’s shoulder.

“S-so you don't hate me?” Patton was trying not to cry more.

Virgil chewed on his lip for a minute before mustering the words to answer. “No, I don't hate you,” he whispered. Whispering was easier than giving a full voice to his words.

Patton gasped. “You're talking to me?”

“Don't...make it a big thing...I can't…” Virgil groaned. “I don't hate you.”

“It's just, you don't ever want to spend time with me, you avoid me, I...I was trying, I promise, I really was trying!” He broke down into tears again, sobbing into his arm.

“Shhh, it's okay, calm down,” Virgil said awkwardly. “I didn't mean to make you feel like that. I didn't mean to. I don't...I'm not good with...people, I'm sorry.”

Patton couldn't stop crying now that he had gotten started. “I just wanna be a good brother and...and I'm f-failing! N-nobody thought I could d-do it and they're right, I'm n-not right for a f-family! They're gonna make me go b-back ‘cause I'm not a good brother for you a-and…”

Virgil couldn't stand it. He was quickly losing the ability to speak as he got anxious, needing to help Patton but unable to explain. He couldn't talk, so he impulsively grabbed the boy by the arms instead. He felt Patton flinch but pulled him into a gentle hug, not letting him squirm away.

Quickly, Patton relaxed. He started to cry into Virgil’s shirt, hugging him in return. Virgil wasn't as uncomfortable as he had anticipated in the embrace. Soon, he was pulling Patton closer and rubbing his back, letting the boy cry his eyes out. “I've gotcha,” Virgil managed to whisper. “It's okay, shhh. It's okay.”

Patton ended up crawling into Virgil’s lap to cuddle closer to him. He seemed comforted by the contact, reassured that Virgil did not, in fact, hate him.

When Patton eventually calmed down and wiped his tears away, he still seemed reluctant to move away from Virgil. “Thanks,” he mumbled, starting to sit up slowly. “I...I'm sorry, it was so silly of me to be crying like that.”

Virgil shook his head. “Stay here,” he murmured, and touched Patton’s hair before going and cleaning up the smashed plate. He came back to find that Patton had wrapped himself in a blanket. He looked tired from crying.

“Virgil?” he said in a small voice. “Maybe...do you wanna sit with me?”

“Uh-huh,” Virgil agreed. He let Patton lay down with his head in his lap, petting the kid's curls. “Um, movie?”

Patton made a soft sound of agreement and grabbed Virgil’s hand.

Virgil scrolled through Netflix on the TV and eventually decided on Atlantis, which Patton seemed content with. After the first movie, they ate some breakfast and then curled up on the couch again. They watched a few shows that Patton picked out while Virgil worked on some homework.

“Dad and Pa should be home in a few hours,” Patton said that afternoon. “Are you gonna tell them about the plate?”

Having given up on speaking for the day, Virgil just typed in his communication app again.

‘Pa will notice the plate is gone even if I don't tell them, but they won't be mad or anything. Dad breaks, like, at least one dish a month. He tries to balance things like waiters do to show off but he's not very good at it.’

Patton giggled. “Okay, if you promise they won't be mad.”

‘They're more likely to flip out and dote on you because of the cuts on your hand.’ Virgil smiled reassuringly at him.

“It still hurts a little,” Patton admitted. “But you did a good job with the bandaids.”

‘Gotta know first aid cause I'm literally always worried someone's gonna get hurt. Haven't had to save someone's life yet but it is useful occasionally.’

“Well, thank you.” Patton reached out and touched Virgil's cheek gently. “You've been really nice to me today.”

Virgil shrugged. ‘No big deal.’

“Don't be silly.” He took Virgil's hand and squeezed it. “I just wanna say thanks. You didn't have to be nice to me, but you were.”

Virgil freed his hand to keep typing. ‘You're my brother. And I'm gonna try to be better at being a good brother.’

Patton smiled tearfully at him, suddenly sniffling again. He sprang at Virgil and hugged him. Virgil rolled his eyes slightly, wishing he hadn't made the situation so emotional with his words. Maybe I'm getting sentimental, too, he thought as he hugged Patton back.

Late that night, after eating some of the leftover pizza from the fridge and watching another couple episodes of a cartoon, Virgil found himself lying on the couch with Patton cuddled on top of him. He turned off the TV and resigned himself to spending the night there.

A few hours later, he was partially woken up by the front door opening. He could hear Roman and Logan talking softly.

“I'll go shower, then, since you need something to eat.”

“Your sister's cooking leaves something to be desired,” sighed Logan.

“I suppose I'm just used to it. I'll see you in bed, then, my love.” Roman’s footsteps started heading away.

There was a quiet gasp from Logan. “Roman, come back. Look at this, dear.”

“Ohh…” breathed Roman. “Oh, my little angels!”

“It seems as if they're getting along a bit better, then,” Logan said, pleased.

“Should we carry them to bed?” Roman suggested.

Virgil kept his eyes closed as he felt Logan lift his head up to slide a pillow underneath, and then a blanket was placed down on top of him and Patton.

“Let them sleep out here. They seem perfectly comfortable.” A gentle kiss was pressed to Virgil’s forehead, and the sound of another kiss for Patton followed.

“Goodnight, my boys,” Roman murmured.

Virgil sighed softly and nestled down further, putting his arm up over Patton’s back as their fathers walked away.

He heard a very quiet giggle and then a whisper of, “You're pretending, too?”

A small smile crept onto his lips. “Shhhh,” Virgil said affectionately.

Patton snuggled closer. “Night.”

“Mmhmm.”

“Sleep well.”

“Shhh.”

“Sweet dreams!”

Virgil tried not to laugh. “Patton? Shhhh.”

“Sorry,” whispered Patton.

“‘s okay.” Virgil patted his back. “Gotta sleep, Pat.”

Patton yawned loudly and fell quiet. Virgil fell asleep smiling. Should have done this so much sooner, he thought. Just gotta make up for it in the future. Work on giving him my full voice more often. He's my brother. He deserves more than me, but I guess I'm what he gets. I just have to make sure I'm here for him, whatever it takes.

Ta-da! Hope you liked it! Keep being marvelous, my friends. Have a drink of water if you haven’t recently. Maybe take a bit of a stretch break. Have a snack. Take a nap if you feel like it. Take care of yourself! <3 ~Martin

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[ill-skillsgard]

Phoenix Rising, Part 6 - Valter Skarsgård

Title: Phoenix Rising

Description: The struggle for domination is paved with deceit and destructive lust as two enemies battle it out for control night after night.

Warning: 18+ swearing/mentions of rape/violence/femdom/DDLG leanings

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

I replayed my night with Valter over in my head like a tune that I couldn't stop humming. It was repeating even as we put our clothes back on and sat in the living room with controllers in our hands. I couldn't help but wonder if Valter was thinking about it too; the sensation of my pussy squeezing around him, after-shudders or if he still had the taste of my juices on his lips. The fullness he had given to me remained seeded inside of me and when I moved in my seat I was reminded of what it felt like to be spread open by a cock that I hadn't expected to be so substantial. And there he was, dressed in his jeans and hoodie with his hat back on, playing video games with me like I didn't just make him beg for me to let him come. He was unsettlingly casual about it. He didn't bite his lip nervously like I was or try to steal glances. There was concentration written on his face that made me forget about how he looked when he was watching me ride him and how sweet it was to hear him sounding desperate. We played until the early morning hours and it wasn't until about 3 AM that Valter looked down at his phone and realized just how much time he had spent with me in my apartment. The game we chose was starting to lose its entertainment value and he stretched his arms up and yawned, twisting his spine to stretch out from being slumped over on the couch for too long. "Nixy... Would you hate me if I called it a night?" He asked cautiously. "No, of course not. It's pretty late," I conceded. I watched as he set the controller down on the coffee table and turned to me. "I won't bother you any longer." Blushing, I replied, "it's no bother. You can stay over again if you like." "No, I shouldn't. I should get back home like a good little boy," he teased. Flushing harder, I watched him get up and stretch his body out some more. I was reminded of how I had just witnessed every inch of him naked but now that he was clothed it was like it had never happened and I craved to do it all again. Valter standing up and making his way to the front door to put on his shoes signified the end of the evening and the beginning of a strange limbo and a string of questions that I would be polling myself for endlessly. Was this just a casual fuck? Would he regret it? Had my aggression been too much for a first time fuck? Was he now scared of me and relieved to be escaping my home? What would he tell all of his friends? Did he actually like me? All of these possibilities jingled inside of my head like a dryer full of nuts and bolts but when Valter turned around after pocketing his cell phone he bent over, gripped both of my shoulders and smiled. "Now don't look so pouty," he nearly whispered. "You look so lost." "No, it's nothing. I'm just suddenly extremely tired." "I know. You should get to bed. I know I can't wait to lay in bed when I get home." Nodding my head, I tried to avoid his eyes but his grip on my shoulders tightened. "Hey... What's the matter?" He asked. "Nothing. Nothing, I swear," I tittered nervously. "Nix... I'm not going to go tell everyone and their uncle about us hooking up. And don't for a second think that once I leave I'll have no intentions of returning. I like you and judging by the magnitude of the pout on your face over me leaving, you like me too?" Rolling my eyes, I scoffed, "well, I don't fuck guys that I don't like." "So, then it's agreed. We'll hang out again. Soon." "Okay," I nodded. Valter dragged me into a hug with both arms coiled tightly around me and kissed the crown of my head as he took in a deep haul of my scent and sighed. "And don't worry about Riley either. We'll make up some dumb shit if he asks about anything. Or something. I don't know. We'll figure that out when we get there." "Sounds good," I agreed, still unable to speak more than a few words at a time in fear that anything I said could send him running for the hills. "Goodnight, Nixy-cat," he bid me farewell and left as a warm wave of arousal drizzled over my body like thick syrup. Once the smell of him had gone and the sounds in my house ceased to exist, I turned off my TV and went to bed with hopes that his scent may have been lingering on my sheets. I felt equal parts excited and lonely when I laid down and pulled the blanket up to my chin. Silently, I wished that he had stayed so that I could bathe in his presence and doze off in his arms but I knew that what I wanted would have been asking too much. Breathing in deeply, I tried to center myself to pull the pieces of my exploded mind back into one coherent picture. Overthinking was always something that I had been detrimentally good at and I didn't want that to be a hindrance to me any longer. I had to keep my head on my shoulders and not allow myself to fall in love with Valter no matter how nice he was to me or how cute it was when he smiled and the balls of his cheeks caused his green eyes to squint. Even if he called me pet names and made me feel small and safe. No, I had dominance to assert. I couldn't let the musings of a happy little relationship taunt me from afar. But I still couldn't help but sigh into the pillow that had cradled his head when I had fucked him, breathing in what I wanted to believe was the lasting smell of his blond hair.

~*~

Valter wasn't scheduled to work the next couple of days at the same time as me and I couldn't deny that it was upsetting that I wasn't able to see him. I kept my phone on vibrate in my pocket just in case I got a message because I was eager to hear from him even though I tried to train myself to be indifferent. The whispers of internal anxiety were telling me all sorts of things I didn't want to entertain. They told me that if he really wanted to talk to me, he would have messaged me already. Then my voice of reason would scoff and tell me that it was only the next day and to expect a good morning text from a guy that I had just fooled around with was unrealistic. I tried to drown the voices at work by keeping myself occupied. When I wasn't with customers I was cleaning and once there was no surface left unpolished, I began organizing games and making sure everything was in alphabetical order. Riley came out every once in a while to check in on me but would quickly disappear back into his office when our conversation dwindled which it did several times and quickly. The following day was the same as the last and when I got into work and shoved my stuff into my locker I looked over at Valter's and really started to miss him. Work was boring without him there to make jokes and alleviate the awkwardness that came with working with only one other person. However, Riley came out more often and seemed chipper enough to actually make decent conversation. I nearly forgot about what Valter had told me about his inappropriate comments. "Hey, Nix. Do you want to come to DND tonight?" Riley asked. "DND sounds fun. Who's all going?" "Just the guys again. I know it's probably not so tempting to sit around a table with a bunch of nerds being the only girl but... I wanted to invite you. It was fun last time." "Yeah, except for everyone drinking too much wine and dropping off like flies," I giggled. "It won't be like that again. It's just going to be a casual little Monday night campaign." "Is everyone from work going?" I asked. "Yeah. At least, I invited everyone and they all said yes." I agreed to go out for the simple fact that I wanted an excuse to see Valter again without having to reach out to him personally. Riley didn't seem to harbor any feelings of animosity and if he did, he did a good job of hiding it. That was until I got to the cafe and found Riley sitting at a table for two. Unloading my purse from my shoulder, I hung it on the back of the chair and looked around curiously. Riley was beaming up at me, motioning towards the glass of wine he had taken the liberty of pouring for me. "Where are the rest of the guys?" I asked as I took my seat slowly. "Oh, uh, yeah. A couple of them canceled last minute. Still waiting on some of them. But we can play a game in the meantime if you want," Riley suggested. "We're going to need a bigger table though," I pointed out. "There's no way the board is going to fit on here." "That's okay, we'll just move to another one when they get here." I didn't suspect anything was amiss at first. Riley suggested we play a couple games of Mastermind to eat up the time we were taking waiting for the rest of the group to join us. He kept my wine topped up and ordered a plate of nachos for us to share, stating that he hadn't eaten hardly anything all day and that he would need his strength for later. Plucking a corn chip from the mountain of cheese, onion, and tomato, I laughed uneasily and looked out the storefront window to see if anyone recognizable was pulling up. It wasn't until about an hour in that I realized Riley hadn't so much as glanced at his cell phone. We had blasted through a few games of Mastermind that I had easily won and the novelty of it began to wear off quickly. I shifted in my seat and forced accommodating laughs when Riley slung out mediocre joke after mediocre joke. "Wine?" He asked, lifting the bottle again to pour. "No thanks, I'm good for now. I have to drive. Can't really get too buzzed on a Monday night. Work and all," I shrugged. "Ah, one more glass won't hurt you!" "No, really. It's fine. I haven't had much to eat today and if I get pulled over I'll be a dead giveaway." "You're hungry? I can order more food for us if you want," Riley offered. "I'm fine. I have leftovers at home that I need to eat." "Well, if you want more wine, it will be right here waiting for you," he wiggled his eyebrows. I cocked my head in puzzlement but the pieces were all starting to fall into place. I reached into my purse and pulled out my phone to see if anybody had written in the work chat about coming out to play DND but when I saw that the last message had been read by everyone the day prior, my suspicions rose drastically. "Um, are you sure the guys are coming? Nobody has said anything in the group chat," I pointed out. "Hey, now. DND is a no cell phone zone!" Riley tittered. "Put that thing away." "We're not really playing DND right now though so-" "Yeah, but we will be! Come on now. Put that away. Really." His suggestion didn't sit well in my stomach and I brushed him off so that I could check to see if Valter had been online recently. The green light beside his name told me all that I needed to know so I opened a private chat window with him and sent him a short message.

You coming to DND tonight?

Riley arced his neck and looked at the screen that I was staring at intently. I waited with held breath for Valter to see my message and respond to it. "Who ya talking to?" Riley asked. I set my phone down in my lap and looked up at him with a twisted grin that masked my discomfort. "I'm just messaging Valter to see when he'll be here." "Oh," Riley said gravely. "What?" "Nothing, it's just... Man, I told you it's a no cell phone zone." "Dude... We're not playing right now. Relax." Moments later my phone buzzed to life with a message from Valter. My heart skipped a beat when I began to read it.

Didn't know there was DND tonight. 

Cocking an eyebrow across the table at Riley, I felt my cheeks start to turn red. The scoff that left my throat was accompanied by a shake of my head and the man seated in front of me began to squirm uncomfortably in his chair.

Wtf. Riley said he invited everyone?

"Seriously, Nix. It's kind of rude to sit there on your phone, don't you think?" When I snapped my head back up, Riley blinked profusely and a damp sheen coated his forehead. He tried to hide his guilt by sipping on his glass of wine and shoveling another handful of chips into his mouth.

I didn't get invited. But how are you going to play with no dungeon master?

"When is Liam coming?" I asked Riley. "Not really sure," he replied.

What do you mean?

Riley's mounting frustration began to show through clearly and as much as I wished it weren't true, I started to realize exactly what was going on. The man across the table from me sighed heavily when I looked back down at my phone to another message from Valter.

I'm playing AOC with Liam and Kyle right now. 

It made sense that nobody had said anything in the work chat and Riley could see me putting everything together before his eyes and the only thing he did in response was drain another glass of red wine before clapping his hands together. "Let's play something else. What do you suggest?" He asked. "Riley... You didn't invite Valter to play?" I asked. He rebuffed and rolled his eyes but I could see how jittery he had become now that I was figuring out that his invitation had been a ruse. "Yeah, okay. Whatever. So I didn't invite Valter out. Who cares? He's kind of a dick, anyway." "Valter's not a dick," I defended. "Yeah, he is. Of course, he's nice to you but to everyone else, he's really quite cocky. I don't know how you don't see that." I stood up, clutching my phone in my hand, readying myself to gather my things but Riley was quick to stop me. "Not only that, Riley, but you also didn't invite Kyle or Liam? Liam's the dungeon master." "So what? Anybody can be the dungeon master. It doesn't always have to be Liam." "No," I shook my head. "This is weird. Tell me what's really going on. What were you trying to accomplish?" He jeered and shrugged his shoulders, "I told you already!" "Did you literally just invite me out and nobody else under false pretenses?" "No! Nix... I already told you. Pretty much everyone canceled. Sorry that it's just us right now. Am I really so terrible?" "But you didn't invite Valter?" "Why would I invite some Swedish dickhead that thinks he's better at everything than everyone else? He's not that fun to play with anyway." "At least he's honest! This... This was a fucking low blow, Riley. This was a dumb move." "Nix... Wait," he pleaded as I jammed my arms into the sleeves of my hoodie. "No. I'm leaving. I can't believe you did this." "How else was I supposed to get you to agree to come out with me?" He asked, voice hovering above a whisper so that nobody else in the cafe was alerted to the spectacle that was unfolding. My anger was marked by how many times I scoffed in his direction. "I don't know... Ask? Like a normal person. Don't lie to my face to lure me out on a date with you." "You wouldn't have said yes," he murmured. Anger tightened my gut and I slung my purse across my chest before leaning over the table to bore my eyes into the sorry little man that was hiding behind a green glass bottle and a half-finished plate of congealing nachos. "Listen to me, Riley. You're my boss. I'm not interested and you shouldn't be interested in me either. This is wildly unprofessional." "And fucking your coworker isn't unprofessional?" He jabbed. I recoiled but instead of hesitating for an iota longer than what it took for my anger level to skyrocket, I shoved the chair I had been using under the table so hard that it nearly knocked over the empty wine glasses. "What happens between Valter and I is nobody's business but ours, okay? Valter is my friend. He doesn't hide behind measly fabrications and he doesn't lie right to my face." "Oh, he doesn't? Then I guess he's told you about all of the other girls he wheels. It's not just you." With fists clenched tightly, I willed myself not to blow my top and scream in the middle of the cafe at the man that had duped me into unknowingly attending what he had intended on turning into a date. "I said that we're friends," I repeated through my pressed teeth. "Oh, I'm sure you just want to be friends with the big, tall Swedish guy. Your face certainly betrays your words when I see you swooning over him while you're supposed to be working." "Riley..." I breathed, trying to steady myself emotionally. "There are laws in place that prevent you from being able to penalize me based on this encounter. You cannot talk to me like this. This is harassment." "We're not at work," he pointed out. "If you so much as whisper a word of this at work or if you try to make me feel bad for rejecting you, I promise you that I will get a lawyer and take legal action immediately. Consider our friendship terminated and from now on, the only relationship we have is professional. Don't invite me out to game nights. Don't talk to any of the others about this and if you try to punish me or Valter, I will be on the phone with the labor law board so fast you won't even have time to apologize." "There's nothing for me to apologize for. I'm well within my rights." "We'll see about that," I sneered, adjusted the strap of my bag, pivoted on my heel and left without looking back. When I got behind the steering wheel of my car and stewed in the silent orange glow of the streetlights I let out a long groan. It had taken all of my willpower not to lunge across the table and ram my fist down Riley's throat. Ferocity was bubbling over the edges of my ability to remain calm. 

Riley invited me out for "DND" but when I got there it was just him.

I waited impatiently for the three dots of Valter's impending response. After five minutes of sitting alone in my car, I nearly sobbed. I couldn't afford to lose my job and the last thing I wanted to do was get into an overblown legal battle if things were to escalate further. I could see nothing else but a mountain of shit wreaking in the distance and I was headed straight for it with no brakes.

Lol what? 

My impatience made Valter's response seem uncaring. It wasn't as though he was going to come running to my rescue. I was just a girl that he had fucked the night before and the things that Riley had said about him made me fear the worst. After all, I didn't now Valter well and if what Riley said was true then perhaps I was just another point on his kill count.

He tricked me. He invited me out and said everyone was coming for DND but it was just him. He didn't invite anyone else. Idk I guess I just feel... Violated?  

Valter's response was much quicker after I reiterated what had happened.

Are you okay? Did he try anything weird?

I typed away manically and had to backspace several times because I couldn't quite convey my level of astonishment.

Nothing weirder than luring me out on a date that I didn't know I was a part of.

He must have been awaiting my response because as soon as I sent the message it checked off as read.

Do you need me to come to get you? Or do you have your car?

I couldn't respond fast enough.

I have my car. I'm in it right now. I haven't left yet. I'm just so angry. There's a tire iron in my trunk that I want to break his kneecaps with. Ugh... Sorry. I know this has nothing to do with you but I'm just SO mad.

Valter replied in under five seconds.

If you want you can come over? I don't have a nice house to myself like you but you can come chill out here if you feel unsafe.

A smile broke out over my face as wide as I could possibly manage. With my heart aflutter, I turned the keys in the ignition and sent one last response before driving off in the direction of Valter's apartment building. I was buzzed into the building promptly after typing in a code that Valter had sent to me. He said nothing over the speaker box and the lock clicked open for me to open the door. I took the elevator to his floor and walked down the hall in the wrong direction before I heard a door open at the opposite end of the corridor. "Nix," he said softly though it reverberated off the white walls. Blushing slightly, I turned and made my way to his open door. He shut it gently behind me and I took a moment to take in the surroundings. It was a quaint apartment with a standard kitchen that branched off into a living room. Almost all of the lights were off except for the one in the kitchen that shone down over a table surrounded by a couple of wooden chairs and a bowl of fruit sitting atop. "Just this way," he nodded towards a closed door that I assumed was the entrance to his bedroom. I waited for him to turn off the kitchen light and open the door for me to step into his room. When I looked around I saw many things that would give light to anyone exactly the type of person that spent their time in there. There were posters and collectibles from video games and raunchy cartoons on shelves and light pouring out from two huge computer monitors. I saw that he had a microphone set up and a decent webcam attached to the top of one of the monitors. It was definitely a guy's room and I made my way through it as any stranger would, staring at all of the memorabilia and inching closer to the bed. "Can I sit here?" I asked, hinting toward his made bed. "Yeah, for sure. Sorry, I don't have another chair in here. I could go get one." "No, it's okay. No worries," I replied. The room smelled so profusely like him that I was immediately calmed and when I set down my bag and took off my sweater I sank onto the mattress as he sat down at his desk. "Give me one second, Nix. I just have to finish this game and then I'm all yours," Valter ran both of his hands through his hair before putting on a set of headphones and unpausing a game that he had been in the middle of playing. He told whomever he was playing with that he had to leave after their game but didn't tell them why. I waited patiently on his bed with my face buried in my phone trying to distract myself from the heart palpitations I was experiencing simply by being immersed in his domain. When I looked at his profile I felt like I was going to melt and when he took off his headset and turned to me with a smile I felt even more lightheaded. "I'm done now," he told me as he scratched the back of his head and mussed his hair in the process. "Are you all good? He didn't like... Try to kiss you or anything, did he?" I shook my head. "No. I would have punched him." "You should have punched him anyway. That's so weird. Why would he pretend to invite everyone out?" Valter began to speculate. "Trust me, I've been trying to figure it out. I don't know what planet he lives on to think that an idea like that would go over well with anyone." "Yeah," Valter laughed. "Like he would be such a good time that you wouldn't notice that nobody else showed up!" "And we all have work together tomorrow," I pointed out. "Fuck. That's going to be weird." I picked the cuticles of my nails nervously. The room went quiet until I breathed to speak up. "Riley said shit about you too. Like, rude shit." "Fuck that guy. He's so... Fucked." "You don't want to know what he said about you?" Valter snorted, "I don't give a shit what he says about me. Riley doesn't know me. We've known each other for a few weeks now." "Apparently he has it out for you," I replied. "Let him. The guy is just jealous. It's not my fault the girl he likes wants me instead." I rolled my eyes before replying, "well, it's kind of your fault that I like you." "No, it's not. I can't make you like me. Nobody can make you like anything!" "Oh, shut up. You wanted me to like you." Valter smirked at me before getting up to turn off the light. All at once, we were bathed in darkness and I giggled softly in excitement when I felt him crawling into bed beside me. "Of course I wanted you to like me. You're cute," he whispered. "Now, get under the covers. It's bedtime." "Really?" I asked. "What? You don't want to cuddle?" "Oh, cuddling. Is that what we're doing?" I followed him underneath the covers even though I couldn't see a thing. All I could feel was how warm his body was right beside mine and shudder when he pulled me close to him. "Nix... Fuck. I'm sorry. I feel like I'm fucking everything up for you." "What do you mean? It's not your fault." "I don't know... I might have said something that set Riley off long before any of this bullshit started happening." Pulling away slightly, I pressed him. "What did you say to him?" He sighed and I could tell by his tone that it was something he had hoped he would never have to tell me. Alas, there he was, trying to conduct the silence for a little bit longer before having to spill the news. "When we first started at the shop, Riley talked to me about you. Asked me if I knew if you were single or whatever. I kind of just laughed though because I thought he was joking. Like, why would a manager ask an employee questions like that? I made the mistake of telling him that the chances of you liking me were way higher than his chances with you. I was just being a dick. But I think he took it a little far." "Oh, please, do go on," I said sarcastically. "Honestly, it was before I really knew you and I was just joking with him. He was all offended that I said you would like me more. Then when you actually did start to, you know, act like you were interested it just got worse. He challenged me almost. Like it was a fucking dual or something." "I'm a conquest for you two?" Valter's grip on me tightened. "Hell no! A couple weeks went by and everything seemed okay until we... Well, until we kissed. But I wasn't going to tell him a thing. Not like I need to rub it in his face. I'm not like that." "But you DID win the game, huh?" "Nix... I know you're not a game. You're not a prize to be won. I wasn't in some stupid unspoken battle to win you over. Shit just happened naturally. You're hot... Of course, I wanted to flirt with you. Even if Riley didn't say anything about having the hots for you I still would have given it a shot." "Well, I appreciate your honesty, I guess, but now I've found myself in the most awkward mess imaginable." "You know how to solve that?" He asked. "How?" "Letting me kiss you... Letting me touch you." "Sounds like the opposite of what will make my situation less... Weird." "Hey, you're already here and... Not to be crass but... I'm already hard." "You're very presumptuous, aren't you?" I laughed. "What, you're not wet? You don't want to play with me?" I couldn't think of anything snarky to fire back at him so he punctuated the end of the conversation by kissing me. We melted into each other and the sounds of our lips connecting and peeling apart was a saliva-coated deluge of sound and stimulation. With senses heightened, everything about him became more potent. His smell, the feeling of his hands stroking down my body to push up underneath my clothes, the small moans behind his breaths when he pulled back for air- every little thing he did rang bells inside of me that reverberated down my spine and settled warmly in my pelvis. Valter's fingers disappeared down the back of my pants so he could feel the fabric of my panties. "Take these off. Take your clothes off." He impatiently helped me yank down my pants and remove my shirt so he could resume touching my body unhindered by more materials than necessary. His clothes were quick to be discarded as well and when he settled back into the mattress beside me his right hand snuck right up between my thighs with zero hesitation. "Can I touch you, please? Yes... Spread your legs for me," he whispered, humming happily when I parted my knees to allow him the access he craved. The tips of two long fingers gently stroked up and down my slit, never pushing in too far until he spread the juice of my arousal all around and up and down. In the dark, I heard him suck on those same fingers and moan gently as my flavor danced on his tongue. Drawing in a deep breath through his nose, he found my lips again and kissed me as he shifted his body closer so our chests were pressed together. "You like hanging out with me, don't you?" "Keep playing with me like that and you might not ever be able to get rid of me," I breathed. "Oh? You want me to stop? Because I can stop. I can stop making these nice little circles around your clit. That's okay." "Don't you dare stop," I adjured him and he listened right away. With his forehead pressed to mine, we shared each other's breath and he worked his fingertips over my sweetest most sensitive spot until I was shuddering and clutching his shoulders. "Tell me when you're close, okay?" "I am. Valter, I am." "Good. Turn around," he told me, leaving me to whine for his touch when he pulled away. "Go on, turn around." My obedience only came as quickly as it did because I didn't want to be without his touch for too long. When I rolled over to face away from him his hand slid down my thigh again and lifted my leg up to pull it back over his hip. "I want to fuck you and feel that pussy squeeze around my cock when I make you come for me," he managed to give his filthy words an innocence that was as delightful as it was alarming. From the angle he entered me on, I couldn't help but moan as the entirety of his hard length slid deliciously up against my augmented g-spot. The words, his breath in my ear, the fresh boyish smell of his sheets, the way he forced his arm underneath me so he could squeeze my breasts as he toyed with my clit was all too much stimulation and I made it known by moaning louder until he had to quiet me down. "Sh, quiet, quiet. I don't live alone as you do. I know you want to scream." "M'sorry," I shuddered. "It's okay, just come for me. Yeah... Come for me. Come on my dick. Make it all nice and messy for me." I never planned on having deep, passionate sex with the lights off in Valter's bedroom but when he whispered to me that he couldn't come until he felt me coming first, I smiled and thought that maybe it was okay to allow myself to be desperate in front of him just this once. After the night's traumatic events, being wrapped up in his arms while he fucked into me from behind, hushing my groans of ecstasy while simultaneously encouraging me to flood his cock with my juices, it was welcome and I almost forgot about the minefield we were about to step into together. Almost.

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[ericvick]

West Facet Tales: Indeed, I noticed the ‘suspect’ functioning on Athelwold St.

It was scarcely 15 earlier 7 a.m. about three months in the past when the day turned definitely odd seriously rapid.

I experienced just gotten back from my morning wander-about, which experienced a small exhilaration over and above the norm. It was a person of the 1st good times of spring, pleasant adequate where I could sit out on the front porch with my espresso and not have to pretend it was heat. I was nonetheless inside pouring my coffee when the phone rang. It was my spouse.

“Hey, a law enforcement officer just arrived up to me as I was leaving the house for function,” she explained. “They had been asking if we experienced viewed the suspect this early morning.”

My muscle tissues seized up and there was a silence on the telephone.

When the police are wanting for suspects all over in this article, it’s not fantastic information at any time of the day. I wondered what had transpired – a shooting…a hit and run…Was my auto intact? How did I overlook all the motion when I was outside before?

It had been a rather tranquil early morning aside from that one appealing twist. But I experienced viewed no proof of police issues. Resigning to the thought that far more violence had long gone down, I questioned her what she advised the law enforcement.

“I advised them you experienced observed the suspect,” she explained more than the cellular phone.

My coronary heart level jumped. I hadn’t noticed something. I questioned her why she would notify the law enforcement that I was concerned and, if record dictates the present close to right here, I possibly did not want to be involved in observing any suspects.

She paused, then laughed – which I imagined wholly inappropriate. “I’m talking about the coyote you observed,” she explained, figuring out she experienced provided me a cardiac moment. “The police are out hunting for a coyote. I guess anyone referred to as.”

That early morning, the exciting twist in my stroll was viewing a coyote arrive out of nowhere and jet down Athelwold Street at what seemed like the speed of gentle – dodging an oncoming school lunch shipping truck. It was a startling moment, and odd, but 1 you move on from. It is amusing how wildlife has returned to this side of Dorchester.

This was my 2nd coyote sighting in excess of here, and while this sort of matters are prevalent in Cedar Grove or Decreased Mills, on this significantly-denser side of Dorchester, they are anything uncommon indeed.

About 10 a long time back, I seemed on as a few turkeys dropped out of the sky on July 4 and landed on my neighbor’s do the job truck. It was surreal at the time. I even despatched in a picture to the Dorchester Reporter – and they ran it with exhilaration. At present, you see turkeys about right here 4 or five periods a 7 days. A total family of them life in Mother’s Relaxation Park like they have the position. They’re like squirrels now – just yet another part of this odd city landscape.

So, sure, I did place the suspect that morning, and if any BPD brass would like to swing by, I’m offered for questioning.

Speaking of suspects – There has also been much too substantially real violence – non-coyote similar – above the past couple of months all around in this article. Two weeks back, when we experienced firm from out of town keeping with us, some youthful gentleman squeezed off 8 gunshots at an enemy in the street a couple of blocks absent from our house. He strike no a single, but the gunfire was sufficient to established the community on its aspect. It is a actually disagreeable truth to have to make clear to guests that this kind of things do not come about that frequently, and that there is no explanation to be fearful. Of program, there is enough reason to be terrified when you hear a firearm blasting in the street.

The younger man was arrested on the place, criminal offense scene tape was deployed, and K-9 pet dogs scattered in every single course to do their sniffing. The kicker in this article is that the child was from Shrewsbury. Shrewsbury – actually? I appeared him up and he experienced absent to Shrewsbury Substantial, wherever he was a quite excellent hoops participant. This is occurring more and more: Youngsters from the suburbs coming into our neighborhood and thinking something goes. There must have been ample warning signals of this young male going off track for the superior persons of Shrewsbury to just take note. But which is just it: Far too generally they ship their issues off to Dorchester, Mass/Cass, and other locales. A essential problem proper listed here and now is the suburbs stepping up and using care of their issues simply because I’m developing impatient with their dysfunction exhibiting up on my street and leading to mayhem. Imagine me, we have our personal troubles we do not want theirs, much too.

Cleanin’ Up – May well 1 was the working day for the annual citywide thoroughly clean-up in the neighborhood, and the West of Washington neighborhood affiliation was out in whole pressure. My youngest daughter and I always strike up the Oliver Wendell Holmes Faculty, a horribly disinvested college in the Boston General public College portfolio. It’s a tall order just about every year to attempt to cleanse it up, but kudos to my daughter, Taryn, who experienced a real excellent plan. She place on her roller hockey skates, grabbed a $2 trash picker, and rolled away. We were carried out in no time. You can guaranteed get a good deal carried out on wheels!

As an apart, a substantial kudos to Councilor Andrea Campbell’s business and the BPS functions crew for getting rid of prominent and long-standing gang graffiti on the school. Immediately after a calendar year of my 3-1-1 phone calls produced quite tiny progress, they acquired motion in a couple of day’s time past 7 days. Now which is really Loving Your Block – or no matter what they connect with it now.

Farewell to pals – I cannot conclude this column without the need of providing tribute to two prolonged-time West of Washington citizens – Neil Hogan and Arthur Sutton. These two adult males ended up gentleman of the 1st get, cherished this neighborhood, and put in a long time listed here. Equally handed away in excess of the final numerous months.

Neil was the very first and only neighbor I’ve ever experienced in my grownup existence, and in all probability the greatest subsequent-doorway one particular everyone could question for. A generous guy and a heck of a fisherman, he was a life-very long Dorchester resident who was described at his funeral as a “cool gentleman.” I concur, but so a great deal additional can be mentioned of a person who will be skipped.

Arthur Sutton lived at the base of Athelwold Street for an eternity.

Lots of might have viewed his name on the municipal ballot a handful of occasions. He had a seat at the conclusion of the street, and he sat there frequently. He produced keys for all people in his workshop on Norwell, and at a single time ran a quite fantastic neighborhood assembly. I achieved him initially at the polling position 17 decades in the past when he was encouraging people today to vote. He normally had the good phrase. I’ll skip seeing him at the polls this slide.

Seth Daniel has been a resident of the West of Washington community for the last two many years, and enjoys re-telling tales of the oddities and edginess that are portion of residing in that element of Dorchester.

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Stressed Out

Group/Member: BTS/Jungkook

Words: 2849

Genre: fluff

Summary: y/n’s been stressed so Jungkook decides to surprise her

Request: 3rd part of series

A/N: I’ve been working on this for so long and it’s finally finished! Thank you to Admin Minjunnie for the basis of this scenario, and to all the admins for pitching in with ideas. I’ve been so excited for this since Admin Minjunnie suggested “scavenger hunt”. As always, there will be a link to a poll for you to vote for who you want next. 10 for me to make the next one. Hope you enjoy! ~Admin Unnie

Jin Yoongi Hoseok Namjoon Jimin Taehyung

“Ooh. Straight black. Right before lunch break, too. Someone must be having a hard time.” Shelley, my coworker says commenting on my coffee as she stops by my desk.

“Yeah. I barely got any sleep last night. I stayed up until 3:00 this morning working on our company project, only to wake up at 4:30 to start getting ready for the work day.” I say before taking another sip of my coffee, hoping it will wake me up more. “And it’s been the same every night for the past month since we started this project.”

“You’ve been working so hard; you need to take a break. Maybe after the project you can take a trip or something with Jungkook.

I scoff. “Yeah, if he can ever have time off at the same time I do.”

“It’ll happen one day.” She assures me before walking off.

“Y/N! These were just dropped off at the front desk for you!” One of the receptionists said excitedly as she brought me a bouquet of flowers. “You are one lucky girl!” She squeals before running off back to her desk.

I pulled off the card and read the familiar handwriting. I heard you were stressed, and that breaks my heart. So I’ve created a mission, should you choose to accept, that will now start. Beginning here is a list of clues that you must follow through. If you decide to do that, you will find where I am waiting for you. The first clue is here, but don’t worry, I’ve made it easy for you, my dear. We first met here long ago, go here and the next clue you’ll know. I giggle as I read it, feeling excitement run through me as I realize just what he has planned. “I’m leaving for my lunch break.” I tell my coworkers as I grab my bag, leaving the vase of flowers on my desk as decoration, and head out to where I first met Jungkook, the memory playing through my mind.

It was my day off, and I’d been dying to buy that new shooting game that came out a month ago. I walk into GameStop early in the morning, hoping to quickly get it and then spend the entire day shooting people’s heads off. I’m the only one in the store other than the worker at the register and one other guy in sweats and a baseball cap talking on the phone while looking at the Mario games. “Yes, hyung, I am getting the new Mario game while I’m here…” I hear in passing as I make my way to the shooting games. I walk through the aisle when my eyes finally land on the last available copy. I reach out to grab it, only for another bigger hand to beat me to it.

“I’m sorry, were you reaching for this game?” I look up at the guy from the Mario section, who was now holding my game.

“Actually, I was.”

He holds the game out to me. “You can have it. I’m sure if you’re coming here this early for it, you must need it for whoever you’re getting it for more than I do.”

“No, it’s okay. I was just getting it for myself, so I can wait a little bit longer for it to be restocked. You grabbed it first so you can keep it.” I say, turning to leave the store and catch up on much needed sleep.

“You play this game?” I turn back to him and see surprise on his face. “Are you any good?”

“I mean, looking at my high score of 2,689,000 on the previous edition, I’d say I’m pretty fair at it.”

“That’s amazing.” The guy looks impressed. “I myself have 2,690,000 on the previous edition, so I’d say I’m pretty fair at it, too.” He smirks as he says this. “I’m Jungkook.” He holds his hand out for me to shake.

“Y/N.” I say, taking it. “Maybe you could give me some tips on how to raise my score.”

“I’d have to see how you play first before I could give you advice.”

“Maybe one day.” I smile slightly at him before turning to leave again.

I stop as he grabs my wrist. “Take it.” He pushes the game in my hand. “You’ll need to get some practice in before you show me your skills.” He smiles at me before pulling out his phone and heading to the exit. “Sorry, hyung, they didn’t have the Mario game…” He says into his phone as he walks out.

I look down at the game and see that at some point without me noticing he had written his phone number on it.

I walk into the GameStop that just so happens to be the halfway point between my apartment and my workplace. I immediately head towards the aisle we met in and, sure enough, there’s a sticky note on a copy of the exact game I had bought a year and a half ago. I remove the sticky note from the game and begin to read it. When we first made eye contact, I thought it was fate. But I couldn’t be sure until our first date. The smile on your face as you sipped your tea, by then I knew we were meant to be.

I smile as I think back to our first date at the dog café two streets over.

Jungkook and I had been texting for about two weeks before he finally asked me on a date. The date didn’t happen for another two weeks, though, as he had been out of the country with his band filming something. I smile at the group of dogs gathering around his legs as he made his way over to where I sat, trying not to spill our drinks. “One apple cinnamon tea for the lovely lady.” He says, bowing dramatically after setting the drink in front of me.

“Thank you, kind sir.” I say, playing along. I take a sip of my tea as he sits across from and I smile at the warmth.

“How’s the game? I’m slightly regretting giving it up to you since it looked so awesome in the ads.”

I giggle as I set my mug on the table. “It’s awesome, just like the ads said. And, hey, I told you to keep it. You were the one who insisted I ‘practice’.”

“I wanted your skills to be top notch before showing them to the master!”

“And you’re the master?” I cock my eyebrow at him, showing him that I don’t believe him.

“Of course! And if I had the game, I would take you to my place and show you why they call me the master.”

“Okay, first of all, who’s they?”

“You know, the collective they.” He says before taking a sip of his Americano.

“Alright. And second of all, I don’t go home with a guy on the first date. That comes much later.” He chokes on his drink the second the words leave my mouth.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it that way. I hope you didn’t-“ He rushes out, grabbing napkins to clean up the slight mess made when he spit some of his drink out. He pauses as I start laughing.

“I’m just teasing you. Of course I know you didn’t mean it in that way.” I pick my tea up again as I hear the little patter of feet run up to us. I turn my head just as a tiny dog rests it’s front paws on my lap and looks up at me. “Awww. Hi cutie! What’s your name?” I ask it as I reach down to look at its tag. “Bokshil? Well isn’t that the cutest name for the cutest puppy?” I gush at him as I pet him.

“Bokshil is my little buddy. Every time I come here, I end up having to force myself not to take him with me when I leave.” I can feel Jungkook watching me as I pick the tiny dog up and place him in my lap. “Maybe he can be your buddy, too.”

“Really? What about if this date doesn’t go anywhere? Would you still allow me to see him?” I look at him, an underlying seriousness at my words.

“Do you not see this date going anywhere?” He asks me, becoming twenty times more serious than he was when I arrived at the café.

“I do.” I nod and smile at him.

“Good, because I do too.” He smiles back at me, his bunny teeth making me smile wider.

I enter the café and am immediately greeted with Bokshil barking in excitement. “Hi Bokshil!” I crouch down to greet him as he runs up to me. I notice a card attached to his collar as I’m petting him. I detach it and turn it over to see what’s written on it. By this point, it was hit or miss. Too scared one wrong move would make you pissed. To this day, I’m still shook I got that kiss. Especially after I requested you wear the one thing that could send me into eternal bliss.

It takes everything in me not to burst out laughing as I finish reading, but a chuckle still escapes me. I quickly head to the bus stop to catch a bus to the shopping center across town.

I enter Victoria’s Secret as another memory washes over me.

It had been about 2 months since that first day, about a month since we made it official, and we were taking things slow, neither of us interested in rushing anything, especially with Jungkook’s busy schedule. Jungkook had the day off, so we decided to have a shopping day. We had been at the mall for about an hour when we passed by Victoria’s secret and I noticed that they were having their 7 for $28 sale. “Ooh! Let’s go in here!” I grab Jungkook’s hand and drag him into the store.

“Are you sure, I mean, I can wait outside.” I turn to look at him and see that his cheeks are bright red.

“Oh, come on, it’s not that big of a deal.” I say as I begin to look through the options. “I mean, if we’re being honest, there’s a good chance that you’ll be seeing them in the future anyway.”

Jungkook starts coughing, passing it off as clearing his throat, possibly because he was choking on his spit. “Uh, yeah, I-I guess so.”

“Lighten up, I’m just teasing you.” I nudge his arm before going back to picking out which panties I want.

After a few minutes, it seems as if Jungkook has had a surge of confidence. “Well, honestly speaking, if I’m going to be seeing this in the future, maybe you might consider buying that.” I look to the mannequin he’s pointing at, and see a matching lacy black number. The bra was a push-up and see through, while the panties where cheeky style and also see through with a little bow in the center of the waistband.

I turn to him. “Maybe in the future if you’re lucky.”

“We keep talking about things in the future, but if we want that to happen, we might have to move forward a little bit.”

“Move forward in what way?” I ask, knowing what he’s talking about, but wanting to tease him.

His cheeks turn bright red again. “Uh…well…I-I was thinking…that maybe…”

“Were you thinking about this?” I cut him off, going up on my tiptoes to press a quick kiss to his lips. “Is that what you wanted?”

He cleared his throat and moved his hand to his neck to scratch it. “I was kind of hoping that it could go a little differently.”

“Differently how?”

He looks into my eyes and moves his hand from his neck to my cheek before leaning in and pressing his lips to mine. He pulls away after a few seconds. “I was thinking maybe that.”

“Looks like you got your wish.”

“Hi y/n!” y/f/n says from her position behind the counter. She had a bag sitting next to her. “This is for you!” She held it out to me as I walked up. I start laughing as soon as I open it, seeing the exact lingerie he had pointed out to me on that day. “With all he’s done, I’m sure that will be put to good use tonight.” y/f/n teases me.

“Maybe it will.” I say back, pulling off the card that I finally saw attached to the bag. Hopefully this trip has shown we are different, that is true. Especially if you remember the place we first said I love you. “I’ll see you some other time, y/f/n. We really need to get together to catch up.”

“Yeah, of course! But for now, go find your man.” She waves me off as I walk out of the store, my new gift in hand. I make my way to the Wendy’s in the mall food court, yet another memory coming to mind.

“I can’t believe someone as tiny as you can eat a triple cheeseburger.” Jungkook says in awe.

I quickly swallow my bite before replying. “It’s like those houses. It looks smaller on the outside than it actually is. I’m just an illusion.”

“God, I hope you’re not.” I hear Jungkook whisper as I took a sip of my coke.

“I’m sorry, what was that?”

“What was what?” He asks, his eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. “I didn’t say anything.” He quickly shoves a spoonful of his chocolate frosty in his mouth.

I shrug it off and take a giant bite of my burger, feeling my cheeks puff out like a chipmunk’s from the amount of food. “God I love you.” I point my finger at him, as I quickly try to chew up my food so I can swallow it without choking. “What?” He asks, that wide-eyed look returning.

“I heard you that time!” I exclaim as soon as I’d swallowed my food.

He froze, fry midway to his mouth. “You did?” He gulped. I nod, watching as his face started to turn red. “Oh…I-I mean…it’s okay if you-“ I lean across the table and press my lips to his quickly.

“I love you, too.”

“Are you y/n?” I turn around at the sound of the voice, seeing an employee leaning over the counter looking at me.

“Me?” I point to myself and he nods in response, waving me over.

“Someone ordered this and said to wait for y/n to show up. And from the way you were looking around, I assumed it was you.” He hands me the chocolate frosty. “Don’t worry, the guy paid for it already.” He walked away to help some customers that had walked up, ready to order.

I look down and see a sticky note attached to the cup. I take it off to read. Just one more clue, that hopefully won’t be the same. You can find me in Jimin’s last name. I choke on my bite of frosty. Jin would be proud. I leave the mall and head back to the bus stop to go towards the boys’ dorm, assuming Jungkook meant the park near there.

When I arrive, I immediately see a guy standing by a picnic set up, and immediately know it’s Jungkook. I run up to him and immediately kiss him, not even greeting him. “Well, hello to you, too.” He says when I pull away.

“Thank you!” I say, kissing him again. I wrap my arms around his waist as I pull away, still hugging him. “But you do know with how much time I spent running all over town, I have to leave to go back to work in 5 minutes.”

“Actually you don’t.” He removed my arms from his waist and sat down on the blanket, pulling me with him. “I called your boss, and she agreed that you deserve the afternoon off after all the work you’ve done.” He says as I get settled on his lap. “So we have the rest of the day together.” He pressed his lips to the spot right below my ear.

“You’re the sweetest boyfriend in the world. But I do have a question.” He looks up at me, waiting. “Who helped you? Because I know there’s no way you came up with this by yourself.”

He lets out an exaggerated sigh. “Why do you have no faith in me?” I giggle and kiss his cheek, feeling slight stubble, since he probably didn’t shave due to it being his day off. “But Hobi hyung may have helped with the cards, and Jin hyung possibly helped prepare the picnic.”

“I still think you’re sweet.” I press my lips to his again. I pull away, and immediately have a strawberry pressed to my lips.

“Open up.” Jungkook says, and I comply, biting into the juicy fruit. We relax for the next hour, feeding each other while cuddling, not leaving until all the food is gone.

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