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alastor-simp · 2 months

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Bon Appétit! - Alastor x Fem Chef Reader

❥Summary- You were a very popular chef when you were alive, talented in making any dish in any cuisine. You sadly died from unknown causes and ended up in Hell instead of Heaven. You happen to find the Hazbin Hotel and applied for a job there as a cook. Everyone loved your cooking, including a certain red haired demon.

❥Tags: female reader, fluff, chef reader, friends to potential lovers, alastor is bad with feelings, slight romance, hazbin hotel gang, reader is an amazing cook, alastor is a foodie

❥Notes: I had this story idea brewing in my head for a whole week and I needed to type it out. Hope you guys enjoy it :)

"Hum hum hum hum~♫" Your head was bopping to the catchy jazz radiating from the radio. Your hands were placed against a metal bowl, one holding it and the other mixing it. Your name was Y/N, and you were the chef/cook at the Hazbin Hotel. During the time when you were alive, your dishes were very popular. You weren't extremely well known across the world, but everyone in your town knew about you and craved what you created. Your family owned a small restaurant, that was opened to all the locals. It was a bit difficult in the beginning since you were self taught, but as you got older, your skills improved. Over time, you expanded to other cuisines, ranging from American, Spanish, Japanese, Korean, and European.

How you ended up in Hell was still mind-boggling. You remember closing up the restaurant, and heading back to your apartment, only to see a large bright light and then pure darkness. You woke up after that in a very strange area, the sky was a pure blood red and the people around you seemed almost fictional. A large sign that said "Welcome to Hell" was a clear enough answer to where you were. Well there was no way for you to go back to the living world, so you had to just deal with it. Finding a job wasn't very easy especially since many of the places you saw, had very grotesque dishes, and you weren't skill with cooking eyeballs and beating hearts. You stopped at a wall covered with different flyers, some for killing services and job offers. The one that caught your eye was the very colorful one, decorated with stickers and glitter. "Hazbin Hotel huh?" That seemed like a good place to start, especially since hotels had guests and needed someone to provide meals. Smiling, you grabbed the flyer and began making your way to your destination.

Having arrived at the hotel, you were greeted by the owner, "Charlie Morningstar." She was ecstatic that you wanted to come and help at the hotel, giving you a crushing bear hug. She did ask about your skills and was very surprised when you said you were skilled in cooking. Dragging you inside, she allowed you to introduce yourself to the others. They were quite an odd bunch when you first saw them, but they seemed friendly. The demon holding Charlies hand was Vaggie. She seemed like a tough cookie, given how intense she was looking at you. Two other demons were sitting at the bar, chatting away. One appeared to be a spider like demon and the other was like a cat. The spider, who Charlie said was Angel Dust, gave you a flirtatious wink along with a hand shake, while the cat demon, Husk, just gave you a small wave. A small clattering of feet came from behind you, causing you to turn. You saw no one there, but then you felt something on top of your shoulder. Turning, you were face to face with a mini female demon with a large eye. She was gazing at you, wearing a huge smile, before she jumped off and ran back to where she came from. Charlie told you that was Niffty as she then introduced you to another patron of the hotel. He was a large black snack with pink eyes, wearing a grey suit and top hat. His face seemed nervous, but he had a kind expression. He gave a slight bow, while shaking your hand, telling you his name was "Sir Pentious"

Charlie kept looking around, wearing a confused expression. "Hey Vaggie, have you seen Alastor?" Vaggie responded with her head shaking no. A large black circle soon appeared next to Charlie, then began to form into a person. The darkness soon faded away from the person to reveal themselves. The demon was dressed in a striped red suit, that went well with his monocle and bow tie. His bob hair cut was a crimson red, and were those antlers on his head. His fangs seemed very sharp, given how well you could see them through his wide tooth smile. "Here I am, Charlie my dear!" His voice was etched with static, reminding you of the old radio you had at your restaurant. "AH! Alastor! Just in time! I wanted to introduce you to Y/N. She is looking to work as a cook here." She push you closer to him, making you stand a few feet from each other. "Hello, nice to meet you." Giving a kind smile, you extended your hand out for a shake. The smile on his face widen, as he bent down, grabbing your hand and placing a kiss on it. "Charmed!" His gesture gave you small tingles throughout your body. He then removed your hand and stood back to his full height. "So you are talented in the kitchen I presume?" Smiling more, you nodded your head. "Yes! I am self taught and I started working in my family restaurant at a young age."

Charlie then butted into the conversation, eyes sparkling. "Wow that's so amazing. What kind of food did you serve?" You twirled your hair with your finger. "Well it was the classic family restaurant, so club sandwiches, mac and cheese, homemade pies, the whole lot. But, I wanted to expand my skills, so I explored other cuisines to try and master." Angel Dust had gotten closer and wrapped one of his arms around your shoulder, looking excited. "You any good with making Italian dishes toots?" Hehe it was cute how excited he was. You went over the list of all the cuisines you knew how to make, causing everyone's eyes to widen and mouths to drop, except Alastors, as he was still wearing a smile, but his eyes did expand a bit after listening to you. In a flash, you were pushed into the kitchen by everyone, faces adorned with wide smiles, waiting to see what you would make.

That felt like so long ago, as after amazing everyone's taste buds with your cooking, you were hired immediately on the spot. Realizing you were getting distracted from your thoughts of the past, you went back to cooking. Today you were making blueberry muffin cookies for everyone to enjoy.

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(Love making these⬆️)

The batter was all set, and what you needed next was the blueberries. Heading to the fridge, you opened the wide door, looking for the small container. "Ahh found you." Finding the small container, you grabbed it, moving back to allow the fridge door to close. "Salutations, my dear!" a static voice spoke next to you, causing you to scream, as the container from your hand dropped to the ground, causing all the blueberries to spill out. "Al! Don't do that!" your response earned a laugh from Alastor. "HAHA! Apologies, my dear! Didn't mean to give you such a fright." He batted his eyes at you, trying to appear innocent, but you knew he was joking. "Yeah sure you didn't. Great now I'm out of blueberries since someone made me dropped them." Your legs bent down to the ground, grabbing the blueberries. Standing back up, you marched over to the trash bin and threw them away. A loud *SNAP* came from behind you, causing you to turn around. On the counter was a mini basket, containing fresh blueberries. "Oh thank you." Looking back at Alastor, you gave a thankful smile. "Your welcome, my dear! May I ask what type of concoction you are preparing?" He bent down, leaning against the counter, with his hands under his chin. Grabbing a few handfuls of blueberries, you went to the sink to give them a quick rinse, before coming back after patting them dry with a napkin. "Oh I'm making muffin cookies. Was craving something sweet so I decided to make a bunch for everyone. I'll save you a couple." You smiled up at Alastor, as you tossed the blueberries in the batter, and began to fold them in. Alastor grimaced slightly at that, and just wave his hand at you. "No need, my dear! I don't particularly care for sweets!" You nearly dropped your spatula at that. He didn't like sweets things?! You had made other baked goods and desserts in the past since you been here and you had assumed everyone had gave them a try and loved them, so it was a bit of a surprise when Alastor told you that he didn't like sweets. "How come?" Tilting your head at him, you waited for his response. Alastor raised his head, giving it some thought, before he looked back at you "Just don't like overly sweet things. I have a very limited palate, so I prefer to stick with that." His smile widen at you, sharpening at bit as he seemed to be thinking of something gruesome.

You continued to prepare the cookies, scooping them and placing them on a baking tray. A sudden thought came in your head, and you turned back to Al. "What sort of foods did you used to enjoy when you were alive?" Alastor raised an eyebrow at that. "My, a curious one aren't you? Well I grew up in the roaring 1920s in New Orleans, Louisiana. Oh, how I miss the sights and the bayous. I preferred venison and other meats, but I did indulge on other culinary dishes from time to time. Gumbo, Jambalaya, Po boys, oh my!" Alastor seemed almost in a trance, as he kept talking about his past. It was nice to see him so happy and excited, when discussing the time he was alive. "It sounds like you really enjoyed it." Alastor looked back at you, eyes holding a certain tender look. "Yes indeedy!" Your eyes remained locked on each other, until Alastors eyes glanced to the clock on the wall.

"Oh! Seems its time for my broadcast! Ta-ta, my dear!" Alastor gave his microphone stand a twirl, before disappearing into the shadows.Once he left, you couldn't stop thinking about what he told you, about his past life. The joyful look on his face kept replaying in your mind, when he was discussing the delicacies he enjoyed. "I want to see more of that expression" you thought. You continued to brainstorm, as you waited patiently for the cookies to be finished.

**Evening- Alastors POV**

"Ah! What a pleasant stroll that was!" Alastor had arrived back to the hotel, after just finishing his evening walk. He arrived back quite late, since the other denizens were not parading through the hotel lobby and lounge. Placing his hands behind his back, he headed in the direction that would lead him to his quarters. A pleasant smell was wafting through the air, stopping Al in his tracks. "My what a enticing aroma!" Alastor leaned his head back, taking in the amazing smell. His feet began making his way, searching for where the aroma was coming from. He had arrived in front of the kitchen doors, which were slightly opened and the lights still turned on. Peeking his head through the crack, he was surprised to see you in the kitchen still. Your air was tied up in a bun, while you were adorning kitchen apron. One of your hands was busy, stirring inside a large pot, while the other was adding in some seasonings. Alastor gave a small knock at the door, letting his presence be known. "Still cooking, my dear? It is way past your bedtime!" Turning your head, you flashed a large smile at Al. "Oh! You're here! Come sit, its almost ready!" Your crooked your finger at Al, telling him to come closer and take a seat near the kitchen table. Alastor cocked his head at you, still confused on what was going on. He soon took a seat, placing his hands on his lap. "Wanted to surprise you." He heard you say, as he watched you grab a bowl, pouring the concoction from the pot to the bowl. You saw you walk closer to him, placing the bowl down in front of him. Alastor's eyes widen at the site, before turning to look at you. "My dear, what is this by chance?" Smiling, you took a seat on the other side of the table. "Its seafood gumbo!

(Bowl in front of Alastor)

Alastor continued to gaze at you in shock, then back to the bowl , then back to you. "Did you stay up just to make this for me?" He saw your face flushed as you rubbed your neck. "I did yes! You appeared very happy when you told me what you liked to eat when you were alive, so I thought I would surprise you by making a Creole dish." Alastor continued to stare at you, his eyes going soft from how sweet the gesture was. The smell of the prawns and cajun spice was making his mouth water. "This is my first time making this, so I hope you like it." Alastor nearly jumped when he heard that. "My dear, you never cooked Cajun food before?" You shook your head no at him. "I always knew about Cajun cuisine, just never got to it. Now come on, hurry before it gets cold!" You gestured for him to start eating as you placed your hands under your chin, copying him. The smile on his face grew, as he looked back at the bowl in front of him.

**Your POV**

You were sweating like crazy. This was the first time you ever made gumbo, and now you were scared that you messed up. Last thing you wanted was Al to try it, then recoil in disgust. Your eyes watched him lift the spoon of the broth and place it in his mouth. His expression was unreadable, making you all the more nervous. As he took the spoon out from his mouth, you saw the gentle smile on his face. "Superb." He took another spoonful of the broth, placing it back in his mouth, letting out a pleasant mmm. Phew! you were glad he loved it. You continued to watch him eat, before getting up from the table and walking towards the oven. Alastor didn't even notice you leave, as he was too immersed in the dish in front of him. The savory taste of the broth and spice that kept flooding in was so nostalgic to him. Soon there was nothing left, and Alastor leaned back against the chair, letting out a satisfied sigh. "Absolutely amazing, my dear! Thank you." Alastor motioned his head to look at you, as he saw you removing something from the oven. "Your welcome! Hope you have some room for dessert?" Alastor gave a small grimace. "My dear, I told you before, I am not one for sweets!" Giggling, you placed what you had made on a bowl, before sprinkling some powder on them. "Are you sure? Something tells me these might change your mind."

Carrying a plate in front of you, you placed it on the table. Alastor eyes once again widen at the sight. In front of him was a plate filled with freshly made beignets, piping hot and covered in powdered sugar.

"Go on, try one." You stepped back and made your way back over to the chair. Alastor seemed a bit hesitant to try them, the feelings of his past and his dislike for sweets were battling with each other. Moving his hand slowly, he grabbed one of them from the plate, hovering it next to his mouth. Finally he took a bite. Alastors eyes enlarged again, as he took another huge bite of the beignet, before grabbing another one. Soon there were no more left on the plate, only crumbs remaining. "Ahhhhhh~. Delicious!" Alastor wore a peaceful expression on his face, as he leaned back against the chair. He then heard you break into fits of laughter. "What is funny, my dear?" He eyed you curiously, as you kept laughing hysterically. "Ahahahahaha! You...you have powder all over your face!" Your finger was pointed up at him, as you were trying to calm down from laughing so hard. Alastor jumped a bit, before rubbing his mouth with his finger, seeing a trace of white on it. "Here, I'll give you a napkin." Getting up, you went to grab him a napkin for coming back to him. "Thank you!", Smiling, he grabbed it and began to clean his face.

Once he was finished, he looked back at you. His eyes held so much emotion, as he continued to gaze at you. He got up slowly from the chair, standing up to his full height, as he pointed his head down towards you. Raising a hand, he placed it on your cheek. "Thank you again, my dear. But, why did you go through all this trouble to make this for me?" Raising one of your hands up, you placed it against the hand that was on your cheek. "I wanted to see that expression of yours again. You seemed such in high spirits when you talked to me about your past, so I wanted to make you something." Alastor chuckled down at you, finding your reasoning simply adorable. "You reminded me of something my dear mother use to tell me "A way to a mans heart is through his stomach."" Your whole face flushed at that, painting your cheeks a deep red. Alastor slowly inched closer to you, bending his head down closer. His lips had landed on your cheek, giving it a soft peck, before he pulled back slowly to gaze at you. "Thank you again, y/n." His body began to morph into blackness as he became one with his shadow, and then disappeared from you, leaving you a blushing mess.

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thoughtsforsoob · 3 months

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you’re frustrated because you’re struggling to learn Korean - txt

a/n: hello! I thought this post would be a little relatable bc I’m struggling rn with Japanese (but not bc of a man 😋). So much kanji to remember and so many words that they just all mush together. I love the language but it is testing my patience and my memory rn :( please enjoy this and lemme know if y’all speak other languages :) it’s cool to know im not the only one struggling with a trilingual brain🥰 requests are open as usual (no pics belong to me! Found on Pinterest)

yeonjun

It was actually his idea to teach you Korean, starting with basic stuff such as phrases at the convenience store and at coffee shops. He knew it would help when you had to go out places on your own. You’re on the phone with him after he’s hyped you up and refreshed some phrases for ordering coffee. You finally are up to order and while your pronunciation has been good, you mispronounce a word and your face goes red. You apologize to the cashier who was very understanding and helped you say the word correctly. You paid and thanked them for their kindness. Yeonjun heart could burst at how the cashier was patient with you and how you tried your best and finally said the word right. “Oh my goodness! You did amazing! Next time you’re ordering coffee for the both of us.”

soobin

As the days went by, he could see your passion for learning his language was dwindling. You were struggling with your conjugation skills and he was just trying his best to help you learn and eventually practice. You both are sitting at the kitchen table, with your textbook in front of you (giving flashbacks to elementary math homework). He’s giving you example of conjugations your currently learning and how to used them. It’s starts to all mush up and you can’t figure it out or focus. You start to cry into your hands. He pulls you close to him, “don’t be sad. I promise that you’re gonna learn really soon. I believe in you.” That’s all it took for you to keep trying. He also promised he’d take you for a melona pop if you tried a few more conjugations (I love melona I’m so sorry 🤤…melon and banana are the best flavors not sorry)

beomgyu

homie is so serious and you get mad at him because of that. he’s teaching you silly phrases and on one occasion, he purposely teaches you the wrong phrase. So, you’re out at lunch with his members and you try the phrase on yeonjun and he looks so confused. “Did you just call me dumb?” Your face is furiously red and you run off, crying. Your frustration sets in. Why would be do this to me? He comes after you after giving you some time to cool down. “Baby? I’m so sorry. I didn’t think that would make you so upset. I promise I won’t do it anymore. We’re gonna get serious I swear.” He lures you out by telling you he’s gonna start teaching you from a really good Tex ok that was recommended to him. He also explains to yeonjun what happened and yeonjun gives him an earful as well, taking you side.

taehyun

he actually is a really good person to help teach you. He has the patience of a saint when teaching you grammar. If you’ve attempted Korean, you know how challenging grammar can be to understand. Let’s say you’re out at a restaurant and try to order your own food..you make a mistake and the waiter is looking at you like huh? You start to feel embarrassed but taehyun explains you’re still learning and has you try it again. When you get it right this time, he smiled and the waited smiled as well. The pride he feels when he can see your improvement is like no other. “You did such a good job, honey. Tell you what, how about we get some ice cream after? You deserve a little treat.”

huening kai

I feel like he’d be very empathetic and understanding towards your struggle. He speaks many languages too and understands how frustrating when something isn’t sticking or when you forget words or grammar. For example, you’re at home and you’re both working on vocabulary. you messed up a few words in a row and start to feel discouraged. His best tool to keep you motivated to learn was tell you he was proud of you. He would always encourage you the best he could, “you’re for this bub! I’m so proud of you! I’m gonna keep helping you until you’ve got this :)”

#txt x reader #txt imagines #txt fluff #txt headcanons #txt reactions #ari.speaks<3 #txt smau #txt fake texts #beomgyu x reader #txt texts #taehyun x reader #yeonjun x reader #soobin x reader #huening kai x reader

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vidavalor · 7 months

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I absolutely love your take on things, so here goes: I believe that in 2.06 (at 18:07 mins to be exact), when Crowley comes back from heaven with the other angels and enters the shop, I hear a miracle sound being made when Aziraphale pops out from behind the shelf and says ‘You came back!’ Any idea what that could be about?

I also had another question but forgot. Will ask when I remember.

Hi! Thank you. :) Hope you're having a good week so far! I also saw your other ask-- am writing up something for it.

I think it is Saraqael miracling up a ramp. There's also a little concrete grinding sound that goes along with it that sounds like the ramp extending from when the angels arrived a few episodes earlier to investigate the Gabriel miracle. Saraqael doesn't make as large a ramp this time but it's visible behind Crowley as the angels come in. There are some weird things about whatever happened during the night of the ball but I think this bit in particular is just Saraqael wheeling themselves into the bookshop.

One miracle/supernatural sound on the show that I do think is very important is the sound of Gabriel arriving in the sushi restaurant in the first episode and Aziraphale's reaction to it and what those things together say about angels and demons. I'm sure this has come up before. I think it's interesting to think about ahead of S3 though so I'll bring it up again.

We hadn't seen Crowley & Aziraphale together in the modern era by that scene in the series-- just on the wall at Eden, in what appeared at the time to be their first meeting-- so we didn't know yet that Crowley always comes up on Aziraphale's left. So when the sound of an arrival happens, Aziraphale looks to his left, expecting Crowley, with whom the scene implies he was supposed to have dinner and who he knew was running late after a spot of Hell business. When Aziraphale doesn't see Crowley, Gabriel is then there on his right.

So, The Supreme Archangel of Heaven and a demon of Hell make the same sound upon arrival, eh? :)

Also probably worth mentioning that when Aziraphale looks to his left, there's a mirror on the wall, so he winds up seeing Gabriel in the mirror before then turning to look his right to look at him directly. This is great visual storytelling because the mirror then allows Gabriel to be foreshadowed as a mirror of *both* Aziraphale and Crowley, which is something that does happen in S2. The lack of Crowley here is a bit eerie, actually, especially because Aziraphale looking in one direction to where Crowley should be and then looking back at the Supreme Archangel of Heaven is, well... it is now a parallel shot to the last time he and Crowley look at each other in 2.06. This scene now parallels the looking at each other across the street bit as Aziraphale goes into the elevator. Only Crowley is so very present in that scene and Gabriel is the one who is gone, if his position still remaining and represented by the elevator/The Metatron.

Also the pink/red and the black and it's a Japanese restaurant (evocative of Buddhism more than Christianity)-- Aziraphale might as well be eating in Hell by Heaven's measures here lol. Gorgeous color composition in this scene and the way its shot-- so that the brighter color actually causes Gabriel, in grey, to stand out more-- is the stuff film nerds like me swoon over. It's such a good shot that "oh, hey, it's Jon Hamm and oh, he's lookin' extra fine" somehow manages to be your second thought lol.

Anyway, the same chime sound of arrival existing for both Gabriel and Crowley... it's almost as if they're the same type of being, yeah? Almost like, other than the holy water/hellfire thing or the color of feathers, there actually aren't really any major physiological differences between an angel and a demon...

...so, almost like there's no such thing as a "demonic miracle." It's all the same powers. It matters from where you pull power, not what miracles you're doing. It's how Crowley & Aziraphale get away with doing miracles "their kind" is not supposed to do. So long as Crowley pulls power from Hell and Aziraphale pulls power from Heaven, it doesn't matter what miracle they are performing and no one can tell in their head offices. They only notice the drain of power.

This line is actually tongue-in-cheek because they both have known for ages by 1941 that there's no such thing:

After Heaven began to send angels to Hell as demons, they deemed certain types of miracles as evil/demonic and forbade angels from performing them. It's social control more than it is a difference in ability or biology. Think of what's-his-name in Heaven (military character in S1, played by the same guy as Mr. Brown of Brown's World of Carpets whose character name is escaping me and I can't find atm) when Aziraphale gets discorporated up there in S1 who says that Aziraphale can't get back to Earth without a body and Aziraphale proposes possessing someone, which the guy says that angels can't do. "But demons can," says Aziraphale and later proves he can do what demons do by possessing Madame Tracy. He and Crowley and their The Arrangement, which had Aziraphale doing temptations and Crowley doing blessings. Crowley & Aziraphale know that the Heavenly rhetoric is bullshit but it's unclear who else, if anybody, knows.* (Aside from The Metatron & God, whose narration is full of cheeky reference to this idea and to the idea that the angels and demons are not superior to humans.) It's so far been a subtle thing but I'd kind of like it to factor into how things change in the Heaven/Hell system, however that happens.

*Crowley putting his engineer cap on, experimenting around with his ability to do miracles... that demon doing some dedicated science to figure out whether or not he and Aziraphale would kill each other if they had sex is God's favorite chapter in her 6,000,000,000,000 word, never-really-enemies-to-lovers-to-whatever-they're-calling-it, slowest-of-all-possible-burns fic.

#good omens #good omens meta #ineffable husbands

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tryingtodotheright-thing · 3 months

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Hello, Sunset - 1

AN: So, the inspiration randomly came to me. I've never written with an unnamed character before and I haven't written fanfic since 2017. Bear with me and I appreciate all feedback. Not sure how long this is going to be but it will be multi-part.

Pairing: Seungcheol x fem!reader

Genre: exes to lovers, idol verse, angst

Word Count: 1733

Warnings: reader has anxiety and depression, swearing

Summer was coming to an end. This week was the season’s last gift; it was unusually warm, endless blue skies that you saw in paintings and sunsets that seemed to last all evening. Y/N had chosen to make the most of it, knowing this was her last moment to enjoy a little break in nature before life got busy again. She was always regretful when it got to the end of summer, wishing she’d spent more time outdoors, made the most of the good weather and just lived life a bit more fervently as she once used to. She didn’t quite know how to relax anymore. Even now, as she walked along the streets of London, she couldn’t quite slow down to a leisurely pace to admire the eclectic collection of shops that graced this particular street, hidden behind the famous streets of St James’s. Y/N called it being a Londoner, that you walked with purpose, always in a race to get to your next destination. Who had time to admire their surroundings when you had places to be? You definitely didn’t want to look like a tourist.

Y/N had arrived early, one for the books since there were train strikes this weekend and she’d had to get a taxi to Wimbledon so she could take the District Line. She now had 30 minutes to waste before she could head to the restaurant, knowing that her perpetually late best friend wouldn’t arrive till at least 15 minutes after the reservation time. The sun was burning this afternoon and she knew that continuing to walk around without finding a spot of shade would just make things worse. She was parched and she’d forgotten to grab the bottle of water she’d prepared in her rush to check her doors were locked as the taxi waited for her. There was no choice but to fork up a fiver for a very expensive bottle of water in order to survive the heat. Making a swift decision, she turned around to head back to the main road. Walking briskly to escape the glares of the blazing star at its peak, she swiftly walked into Itsu. The air-conditioning inside the store gave her instant relief and she basked in it as she selected a bottle of water. After paying at the self-checkout till, she immediately opened the bottle to take a big gulp of the cold drink. Her thirst satisfied, Y/N walked out of the store and back into the heat of the summer.

As she walked back towards the restaurant, Y/N tried to slow her steps, observing those around her. It was the summer bank holiday weekend, so it was the last hooray for many of the working population in the UK. There was a mix of tourists and locals: parents with their little ones for a family day out, young couples walking with their fingers intertwined and rowdy teenagers in denial of schools restarting the next week. Time passed so quickly. She could remember being a teenager like it was yesterday but here she was in her last year of 20s, so different from her younger self when she was at the cusp of adulthood. So much had happened, so much had changed and yet sometimes she still felt a little like the insecure young woman who didn’t quite know where she fit in the vast world. Whoever said that with age comes wisdom was telling the biggest lie on earth.

Lost in her thoughts, Y/N had arrived at the Japanese restaurant she was set to have her lunch at. The hostess greeted her and took her down the stairs and to the private room reserved. She looked around as she took her handbag off her shoulder and settled into her seat. The room was big enough to seat six people but it would be just Y/N and her friend, Rachel. She’d been at the restaurant exactly two years ago. That time, she’d been seated in the general restaurant then when Rachel had taken her out to celebrate Y/N’s new job. Y/N was no longer working at that company. In fact, Y/N had left the corporate world 15 months ago after suddenly landing in the spotlight. Speaking of said spotlight, the hostess had returned with chilled still water. She poured some water for Y/N before placing the bottle on a coaster. She hesitated to leave after Y/N thanked, struggling to decide whether to verbalise her thoughts or not. Taking a deep breath, she brought forward a framed picture.

“Sorry to ask but would you mind please signing this picture? We’d love to display this in the restaurant.”

Y/N smiled and reached for the pen and frame, quickly writing out a message and a signature that still seemed unfamiliar to her. Returning the items back to the hostess, Y/N reassured the hostess it was no problem and posed for a photo too. Picture taken, the hostess thanked her again profusely before closing the door behind her, leaving Y/N to silence.

Y/N sat back down in her chair and took her phone to check whether she had any messages from Rachel. Sure enough, there were three unread messages from Rachel. Yan Ya, called by all but her parents and grandparents as Rachel, was running late to no one’s surprise. Rachel was beautiful and graceful as her parents had hoped when they named her but her trouble with punctuality was a running joke between everyone who knew and loved her.

After texting Rachel back to reassure her that she’d only just arrived, Y/N scrolled through the other notifications on her phone, mostly notifications from her public Instagram account that she swiped to ignore. She came across a message from her manager that she had received about an hour ago, asking Y/N to call her. Y/N was immediately nervous about what Sian would have to say. The urgency and the cryptic instruction with no context also didn’t help. Biting the bullet, Y/N pressed the call button at the top of the screen. Sian picked up on the second ring and immediately said, “Are you alone?”

The nerves that filled her stomach had now tripled and she could almost hear the padams of her heart go faster.

“Yes, I’m in a private room at Ginza. What’s wrong?”

“Have you seen Twitter today? You’re trending right now.” Y/N could trace the panic hidden in Sian’s voice. “Dispatch posted a picture of you with him.”

Suddenly, Y/N could barely hear Sian as she continued talking. Her breaths were louder and she felt her anxiety soar as her throat dried up.

“I can’t tell when it was taken but it’s so obviously the two of you. HYBE has put out a statement already denying a relationship and saying it was just two friends meeting for a meal. But Dispatch has made another post saying they have more pictures to prove that you’re in a relationship.”

Y/N took the glass of water the hostess had kindly poured for her earlier and took a sip, her hand clutching the cold glass and trying to focus on the condensation that surrounded the glass and counting in her head as she took a deep breath.

“Y/N, we need to put out a statement before HYBE to steer the narrative and protect you. You need to cancel whatever plans you have and head to my office. I’m ordering a car to pick you up from Ginza. It should be there in 5 minutes.”

Receiving no reply, Sian called out, “Y/N, are you there? Y/N?”

“Hmmm?”

Hearing the rushed breath and the breaking voice, Sian immediately softened her voice. “Honey, we can get this under control. It won’t be bad like last time. Okay? Trust in me and the company to protect you.”

“I don’t want things to get worse!”

“It won’t, I promise. I’ve got you, okay? Take a deep breath for me, hun. That’s it. It’ll all be fine. We just need a plan, okay?”

Y/N meekly responded, nodding to no one as she tried to hold the tears back. The door behind her opened without a warning. Y/N flipped to find Rachel behind her with a bouquet of pink peonies. Rachel’s smile and cheery greeting grew to a stop as she noticed the crushed expression on Y/N’s face and the frazzled greetings from Sian as she tried to catch her attention again. Rushing into the room, Rachel wrapped one arm around Y/N and took Y/N’s phone from her tight clasp.

“Sian, it’s Rachel. I'm with Y/N. What’s going on?”

“Oh, thank God! Rachel, there isn’t much time to explain. There’s a car outside Ginza waiting; it’ll take you to my office. I’ll explain everything once you get here. Look after Y/N and make sure no one sees her or definitely no pictures in the state she’s in. I’ll call the restaurant right now to settle the bill.”

Rachel, understanding the urgency of the situation, ended the call with Sian and quickly gathered their belongings. Making sure she’d taken everything, she turned to Y/N, who was still in shock.

Rachel brushed Y/N’s hair away from her face and grasped her face to look at Rachel.

“Hey, whatever it is, we’ll get through it together. Where’s my strong, independent and resilient Y/N?”

“I don’t feel like any of those words right now.”

“No no no! We don’t do low confidence in this friendship when I know how amazing my friend is.” Y/N let out a shaken breath that was a mixture of laughter and tears.

Rachel quickly dabbed away the tears that fell and said, “Keep calm and carry on, as Mr Parry would say right?”

This time, Y/N smiled hearing the favourite saying of her old biology teacher. Feeling better, she rubbed her hands on her skirt and stood up.

“Right. Okay, let’s go.”

“That’s my girl!” Rachel cheered and looped her arm through Y/N’s. Pausing before the door, she turned to her left to look at her shorter friend and said, “And fuck anybody that tried to mess with you, especially one S.Coups!”

With that said, Rachel opened the door and led the way out of the restaurant.

#caratsland #seventeen au #seventeen x reader #seventeen fic #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #svt x reader #svt fanfic #seungcheol x reader #seungcheol angst #s.coups x reader #seventeen #seventeen x you #svt #my writing #hello sunset

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loveephia · 10 months

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1st kiss w kuroo please 🥺🫶

:¨ ·.· ¨: ハイキュー!! your first kiss with kuroo tetsurō . . .

`· . ꔫ . . . suna ver. | kenma ver.

+ sakusa ver.

a/n: bro, this is long overdue. 😞 I AM SO SORRY AS TO HOW LATE THIS IS BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS PIECE. ENJOY READING USER KUROO1FAN :D!!

⚠ warning/s: none.

- you actually kissed him first.

- insert dramatic gasp from crowd.

- even though kuroo is suave and flirty, and he badly wanted to be first?! yes.

- listen, he had a whole date planned where he was planning to show his utmost charming self to you. first, a little trip to a famous italian restaurant. then, a stroll in the nearby park. and finally, a slow dance under the moonlit sky.

- it was going to be ROMANTIC.

- so, here kuroo is, dragging kenma to his personal affairs. "which one looks better on me, the black one or the white one?"

- "neither." kenma states, "please let me go. i have a family."

- "you're not even helping me!"

- kenma heaves a sigh. "y/n likes a bouquet of daffodils, not roses. she once told me she prefers you in a red button-up. she also mentioned that her favorite pasta is japanese-style carbonara."

- "good! problem solved." kuroo tosses kenma his gameboy back, and the setter catches it with ease.

- later on, in the actual date, kuroo is waiting for you at the agreed spot. when you finally arrive, kuroo's eyes are literally glued onto you.

- "tetsu, hi!"

- "hey," kuroo is already so charmed, "i got this for you." he hands you the bouquet of daffodils. your heart melts. "tetsu.. you didn't have to." you try to hide your smile with the given bouquet.

- "so.. where to first?" you ask, linking your arm with his (to the dismay of many girls eyeing him).

- "remember that italian restaurant i told you about?" you nod, "we'll be eating there."

- once you guys arrive, chaos ensues. there's a crying baby near your table (which happened to be the only one vacant), and it would not quiet down. it would interrupt you two's conversation every now and then, so you both settled on some fast food instead.

- next, was the stroll in the park, which happened to be closed off due to a primary school's field trip.

- and finally, it came night time. this slow dance kuroo had been trying to initiate wasn't possible since the usual jazz band didn't play on saturdays.

- kuroo is so gloomy because the entire date he planned, didn't go the way he wanted to at all.

- so now, you and kuroo were walking around the mall, and you passed by an arcade. "tetsu, do you think we can go in there?"

- "yeah, okay." he's got nothing else to lose.

- as you two look around, you spot a plush of a black cat, and your eyes sparkle. you insert the coins needed and try to get it, but sadly, like every claw game, the plush falls.

- you pout, feeling defeated. "nevermind, let's go home."

- "hold on, let me try." kuroo is not letting you go home with that sad yet adorable look on your face.

- thanks to kenma, kuroo remembers that you have to tap the button twice for it to actually grip onto the plush properly. so with ease, he was able to win the black cat you wanted!

- "waaah! tetsurō, i'm so happy!" you childishly jump around with the plush now in your arms.

- "it's nothing, babe—" you pulled kuroo down for a kiss.

- the soft plush of your lips against his made his brain go absolutely haywire. he literally couldn't process what was happening until you pulled away.

- you're twirling the plush around, still cheering, while kuroo stands there in a daze.

- today might not have been what he expected, but all's well that ends well!

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entertext · 4 months

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HGSN 23-2

Chapter (Japanese)

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Rough translation by me

Hikaru: (A change...)

Yoshiki: ...It's my fault

Hikaru: No, it's not...Stop saying things like that

Hikaru: (So that's why I started to feel pain)

Hikaru: (and lost to the impurity at the family restaurant and got my head chopped off, huh?)

Hikaru: (And on top of all that, somehow there's this strange feeling...)

Hikaru: Oh! That guy! The sword that sunglasses guy cut me with...

Hikaru: That sword wasn't normal...

Hikaru: That guy must have attacked me knowing that

Hikaru: There's something suspicious about it.

Rie: ...It's clear that he must be someone well-informed about that sort of thing

Yoshiki: (I'm so stupid! I didn't notice anything...)

Yoshiki: If you get attacked by him again...

Hikaru: Then I'll just run away!! Even if he cuts my head off again, it'll stick back on!

Hikaru: But maybe my head'll come off easier now, haha!

Hikaru: Wahahahahaha

Rie: As I thought, this child is dangerous

Rie: But...it's no good. I've also gotten attached...

(sfx: crowd chatter)

Asako: I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE OKAY!!!

Yuuki: Maki was surprisingly the one that worried the most, cute huh?

Maki: Hey!

Yuuki: You said "It's so boring when Hikaru's not around" like ten times

Maki: I did not!

Maki: By the way, what've you been writing all this time?

(text:

Nounuki-sama

→Grants wishes in exchange for human heads?)

(sfx: snap shut)

Yoshiki: No...it's nothing

Maki: Are you looking up "Unuki-san"?

Yoshiki: Huh? What...did you just...?

Maki: Hehe, I'll tell you all about it

Maki: A looooong time ago, around these parts

Maki: It was used as a secret codeword

Maki: Since ancient times, this area for some reason has suffered from lots of illnesses, crop failures, and accidents

Maki: Despite being a place like that, the reason there was still a fair amount of settlement was 'cause mercury could be mined here.

Maki: Even so, year after year, the amount that was extracted dwindled...

Maki:...and in the struggle to put food on the table, there was often the need to abort a pregnancy

Maki: In order to do that, they made a medicine using the mercury here

Maki: An abortion pill local to this land

Maki: If I remember correctly, the medicine was called "Uronuki" medicine

Maki: Apparently it refers to "infant-culling" medicine

Maki: Since it was a medicine made with mercury taken from the mountain, they started to call using it to end a pregnancy as "returning it to 'Unuki-san' of the mountain"

Maki: That's what it's code for... Ummmm

Maki: Eventually, it started to be worshipped as the god of the mountain...

Maki: And after that, strangely the illnesses and stuff died down...

Yoshiki: Mercury... that's the origin of the name of the forbidden mountain, Nisayama*?

Hikaru: ...

* 丹砂山 - red sand (cinnabar) mountain

Next chapter: 2023/01/02

Twitter Extra (link):

Yoshiki: Is the line on your neck okay?

Hikaru: Yeah, there shouldn't be anything physically wrong

Hikaru: 'cause it's a ghost scar!

Yoshiki: Oh...that's a relief

Hikaru: Oh, it came off

Yoshiki: Uwaaaaaaah!!

(sfx: wakes up)

EDIT 2024/01/18:

Fixed Translation Error: It's what you'd call "haunted" → There's something suspicious about it.

#hikaru ga shinda natsu #the summer hikaru died #hgsn spoilers #!!!#tw historical discussion of infanticide/abortion

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skzhua · 1 year

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Boyfriend tag video with ex-boyfriend

MASTERLIST

pairing: idol!hwang hyunjin x youtuber!reader.

genre: fluff, humor, female reader.

word count: ~0.7k

warnings: none other than cheesy asf.

summary: you ask your ex-boyfriend to do a video with you and it doesn't end as planned.

a/n: i wrote this in 2019 on wattpad so i'm sorry for this cringy ass imagine. (i reworked it but it's still so.. ugh) posting this until i'm no longer sick and can write again. 😗

You made sure everything was all set before getting up and clicking on the record button.

"Hey guys! It's been a while since the last video so to make that up for you, I invited a special guest on my channel. You already know him from old videos, please welcome Hyunjin from Stray Kids!" you announced and clapped your hands as Hyunjin appeared in the frame of the camera.

"Hey everyone!" he waved.

"For those who don't know or recognize him, this is my ex-boyfriend Hyunjin. We broke up about two years ago but we are still in really good terms. So, today, I asked on Twitter to send me suggestions of videos. Surprisingly, the most popular choice was the boyfriend tag." you chuckled.

"I think they thought you were seeing someone." Hyunjin laughed along.

"Probably, but since I always do what you ask, I invited Hyunjin to join me because he's the only one dumb enough to accept such a thing."

"I'm dumb?!" he gasped, acting offended.

"Yes you are! Okay, now let's get to the video. First question: where did we meet?"

"In high school, about two years or so before I got into JYP."

"Right, so around 4 years ago. Wow, we're about to celebrate our 5 years of knowing each other!" you exclaimed.

"5 years of hell." he joked and you slapped his arm.

"Just read the next question"

"Alright.. where was our first date?" he read and paused. "Oh no..."

You laughed at his reaction and he glared at you. "It's a funny story, actually. We were in class and he asked me if I wanted to go to dinner with him after school, to which I gladly accepted. We went to this cute Japanese restaurant and Hyunjin happened to know the waitress and she asked for his number. Hyunjin being Hyunjin, he gave her his number!!" you told the camera.

"Wait, I have my reasons! She was someone I knew from, like, kindergarten so I thought she just wanted to catch up."

"Idiot, you're lucky I didn't leave you then! Question 3: Firsts impressions?" you read out loud.

"Shy and cute girl" Hyunjin answered confidently.

"Thank you! For me, it was the pretty boy who was kind to everyone." you confessed.

"Not false.. Next question: When did we meet our families?"

"I don't remember actually." you chuckled embarrassed.

"I don't either but it was some time after we got together."

"Right. Next question: weird obsessions?" you said and smiled. "Your jewellery!"

"What about them?"

"You have too many and I think I still can find some you left here when we were together."

"I'm not as bad as you and your puppies!' he mentioned your dog obsession.

"They are cute, okay?" you tried to defend yourself.

"Sure~ Okay, next: How long have we been together?"

"Almost two years, you left me two months before our anniversary." you said, the ambiance suddenly.

"I didn't want to." he informed.

"I know."

"And I still regret it." he said sincerely while taking your hand in his.

"Hyunjin." you whispered.

"Please, Y/N. I still want you. I never thought about anyone else in these two last years."

"But your career?"

"They'll understand."

"And the fans?"

"I'm still a rookie idol (REMINDER I WROTE THIS IN 2019!) and they'll get over it. Please" he insisted.

You looked at his features carefully and his pleading eyes were irresistible. You just couldn't say no. "Okay, I'm willing to give it a shot" you smiled.

"Really?" he said, surprised.

"Yeah, why not?"

Hyunjin began to thank you over and over again while hugging you tightlyin his arms. When he let go, he looked at you and tilted his head to ask if he could and you nodded. He then kissed you. God you missed his lips, his touch, him. You pulled away and leaned onto him.

"Well, guys! I guess it's the boyfriend tag for real now!"

"What is the next question, baby?"

Your heart melted at the return of the pet name. You weren't gonna regret it anytime soon.

#stray kids #stray kids x reader #stray kids fanfic #hwang hyunjin x reader #stray kids hyunjin #hwang hyunjin #hwang hyunjin fanfic #stray kids imagines #hwang hyunjin imagines #stray kids fluff #hwang hyunjin fluff

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yourtouchismidas · 1 year

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Can you write a blurb about their first night out as parents? 💕

Their first night out is almost forced out of them. They're are round at Matty's Mum's house and she is holding Gigi and bouncing her and saying, "When do we get this little girl to ourselves then?"

"What do you mean?" Matty says, frowning.

"I mean babysitting, Matthew. Don't you guys want a night off?"

"You'd do that?" You ask.

"I would run away with this sweet cheeked baby if you let me," his Mum says, kissing her squishy face.

Neither of you had really thought about it until the second she said it. Matty pictures you in a slinky dress, hand on your back, leading you into a cab, kissing you under the stars, smoking in the streets like you used to. You picture plates and plates of food, warm restaurant lights, his hand warm on your leg, looking at you from under his curls.

"Whenever you want," Matty says quickly, winking at you.

When the night comes, you're dressed exactly like a figment of Matty's imagination, and he is freshly shaved and ironed and lacing up shoes. You take Gigi over to his Mum's, neither of you saying a word. Matty is holding her, tightly, putting his soft cheek on her fuzzy head. You hold her hand and squeeze it gently.

Outside her front door you both pause.

"I'm scared," you whisper.

"I'm glad you said it," Matty says, and then he pulls you into his chest.

"We've not left her before."

"No," he says.

"It's your Mum though, she's raised two kids."

"One of them was me though."

You laugh.

"Come on," you say, "We have to do this. We can't be those parents."

"But my baby," Matty whines, kissing her head a bunch of times dramatically.

"I know," you say, but then you go closer to him, whisper in his ear, breath tickling his neck, "But don't you wanna have me tonight like you used to?"

"Okay bye Gi, I love you," he says, quickly, laughing. "I'm going to make you a little sister tonight." You slap his chest playfully.

You go out to the Japanese place you went on your first proper night out together, that wasn't just sex. Matty points out the place you sat. What you were wearing. What he was wearing. You shake your head, smiling.

"How do you remember all this?"

He shrugs into his food, "I'm a writer I pay attention."

"You're a good writer," you say.

"Also, you know there is some things like, you don't even have to try to remember?" He says. "Like you don't sit there and think. I need to remember this."

"Yeah," you say. Moments flash through your mind. The two of you smoking out his window one morning, you wearing his T shirt. Seeing him live for the first time. Standing on his set. When he first played you song he wrote you. Seeing your daughter for the first time. When he held her. When he said I love you the first time, that wasn't on stage in front of thousands.

"It was like that," he says, breaking you out your thoughts. "I couldn't help it. You were mesmorising."

Then both your fantasies for the night unfold. Matty touches your leg in the warm restaurant and looks at you from under his curls. You drag on cigarettes so hard, desperately, because you never let yourself have them in front of your daughter, in a dark street. The stars are out and he kisses you under them.

"I love you so much, still," he says, "It's crazy."

You're sitting on the bridge, legs dangling, you feel like teenagers in a tv drama or something. Or a book. A romantic moment that the plot has been working towards.

"Like," he carries on, "I never realised it could feel like this. It made me realise how wrong everything else was. Having something this right."

You lean your head into his shoulder. "I feel the exact same," you say.

What's so amazing, so beautiful, you think, is that yes this is like a climax in a romantic movie, a big kiss, the start of a happily ever after. But in the movie that's where it always ends. You have to imagine the rest. But with this, with him, you get to get up from the bridge and walk home. You get to wake up face in his chest, and make coffee and go and get your daughter together and take her out and feed her and put her to bed together. You get to be his girl, when he is at home and when he is on tour, and talk to him and help him through his emotions. He gets to be yours. You get to fight, and struggle and even hate each other sometimes. But always end up remembering, the first date, in the Japanese restaurant and the warm lighting, and how much of it all you remember without even trying. Then remember why you're together in the first place. And why you want to stay.

That's what you don't get to see in the movie. The rest of it. The life. But with him, you will.

"What you thinking about?" he says, bopping his shoulder gently to move your head and get your attention.

"Nothing," you say, "I just want to stay here a little bit longer. With you."

"Okay," he says, looking at the moon, squeezing your hand.

You want to stay in the romantic moment. The movie moment. And you do. You stay in that moment, knowing the rest of it, the life, is all going to unfold.

#ruins #ruins behind the scenes #matty healy #matty healy x you #matty healy x reader #dad!matty #thank you anon this is some of my best/fave writing ive done #love u

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bvclee · 8 months

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thing for mean girls

30. chicken

an/ sorry im not really good at making long chapters 😭

it has been four months since yunjin decided to win y/n's heart, sending her flowers now and then, taking her to cute dates, really getting to know each other.

it was now time for her to ask her to finally be her girlfriend, but she was beyond scared. y/n never did anything more than hold hands and cheek kisses, how could she be sure that y/n would be okay to kiss her for real.

"she's already in love with you!" eunchae groaned, her eyes gazing the present she got for her beloved.

"but what if she says no? what if she still doesn't trust me?" yunjin replied, her fingers tugging the rope of her sweat nervously.

chaewon let her body collapsed onto the blonde's bed next to kazuha, also groaning in annoyance, earning a giggled from the japanese.

although her friends praised her about the gift she brought, and their reassurance, yunjin was still nervous as ever. she may even say terrified of the idea that y/n could not love her back and rejected her.

"bitch, i have abandonment issues."

"girl, what does that even have to do with the situation?" sakura frowned, crossing her arms on her chest.

"everything!?" yunjin exhaled.

her eyes laid on the clock and her eyes widened. she was late for their date, the whole conversation made her forgot her actual goal.

"shit! i have to go! please, pray for me!" she almost yelled, running outside to her car.

yunjin entered the quiet restaurant y/n always talked about, it was pretty chill and the atmosphere calming. the american felt a waves of panic when she saw her sitting here.

y/n looked absolutely stunning in this dress and yunjin wondered why she haven't seen it before.

"y/n, you're so... pretty." she let out almost out of breathe, sitting quickly in front of the girl.

"you're late." her angelic voice enveloping yunjin into a warm embrace, it felt like ocean waves.

"i know i'm sorry, eunchae just couldn't stop talking." it wasn't technically a lie though.

they ordered what they wanted to eat, enjoying their time together. yunjin fell hardly for her, her heart almost skipping beats when y/n giggled at her dorky attitude.

their night together was perfect, eating excellent food and talking about everything and nothing. most of the time it was yunjin speaking, but not because she was hogging everything here, because y/n was a listener.

she preferred listening people talk, and yunjin loved talking, it was a perfect match.

soon, they were out the restaurant, walking in the cold streets hand in hand. besides the fact that yunjin was almost sweating from stress, her hand gripped y/n's the second they exited the place.

"you're car is that far?" y/n whined in a whisper, her heels starting to hurt her feet.

yunjin chucked, giving a teasing look as she bumped onto her slightly.

"oh i almost forgot!" she stopped walking, letting go of her date's hand, looking into her pocket.

"here, for you." a mini box.

y/n eyes widened as she examined the present.

"are you proposing me–."

"what! no! wait do you want me to?" y/n rolled her eyes, she felt yunjin's nervousness.

her eyes looking at her like she was expecting something, fingers playing with her clothes and her lip stuck between her teeth.

y/n opened the little white box calmly, her heart softening at the sight of a cute necklace. it was a gold star necklace, not to shiny and not to big.

y/n love stars, it's probably something she told yunjin about one time a little bit to passionately.

"yunjin... this is..." y/n lost her words, completely and sure now that she was in love with the blonde.

it wasn't for the expensive gift, but the fact that yunjin remembered the only time she talked about stars months ago.

"you don't like it? it's okay you can say it." yunjin panicked, hee hands trying to reach the box.

"no! i love it, thank you." she wrapped her arms around the american, pulling her into a warm embrace.

yunjin loved her, and she needed to tell her.

"y/n, i know i hurt you in the past, and i'm so sorry for that. but now, i want to truly love you. i want you to be my girlfriend, to finally be mine. so, y/n, do you wanna be my girlfriend?" she asked hopefully.

y/n's fingers tapped on her chin, faking the fact that she was thinking about it.

"of course i will."

yunjin smiled, pulling her into another hug. this time it felt different, she was holding her girlfriend.

"can i kiss you?"

"moving fast, are we?" y/n teased as she put an hand on the blonde's cheek leaning in.

and finally, after months of running after her and trying to make her fall in love with her. y/n was kissing her.

the kiss wasn't like in movies when they feel electricity wash over them, no, it felt like she was on a cloud and her stomach was a cage of butterflies.

the kiss slow and yet passionate. it felt great, almost like they were meant.

what am i saying? they were meant to be.

y/n broke the kiss, grinning.

"i love you too, jen."

yunjin smiled as she leaned into a second kiss.

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#x reader #gxglesbianlgbt #x female reader #lgbtq #newjeans #wlw #huh yunjin x reader #chaewon #hyein new jeans #le sserafim

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absolutebl · 1 year

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2023 UPCOMING BL

Okay, these are all the BLs (I know of) that have been announced for 2023. Not counting stuff currently airing. All of this must be considered SPECULATIVE. Don’t you dare blame me if these don’t happen. You read this post knowing that. Agreed? Please remember:

7 Golden rules of BL!

Never trust:

a Thai trailer,

a Viki Category,

a Vietnamese sub,

an MDL description,

a Taiwanese title,

Japan,

or a BL made before 2014.

FAQ: How long does it usually take from an announcement to getting more info on a BL being made?

Because people have asked I have put the ones I am most excited about in bold.

Vietnamese & Pinoy BL not chronicled, it's just too challenging.

Supposedly Jan 2023

01/29 The End Of The World, With You AKA Bokura no Micro na Shuumatsu - Japan for Gag Trailer. Stars Toshiki Seto (Senpai, This Can't Be Love). In 10 days, the world will be destroyed by a meteor. To spend his remaining time as comfortably as possible, bad-luck magnet Masumi decides to visit the library and read as much as he wants until the end comes. There he meets the one man from his past that he never wanted to see again, Ritsu. You should expect this to end badly.

The Luminous Solution - Thai, PTG Entertainment: Stars Gun Napat (Love By Chance/ Golden Blood), Bhu Bhudis (Manner Of Death)

Hit Bite Love - Thai Jinloe Media Works. BONKERS incomprehensible MDL description.

Nilundon - Thai: Postponed from 2021 to recast one of the leads, never a good sign. Ensemble of 2 BLs + 1 GL, featuring adult characters, cafe, rich/poor. About a freelance photographer and heir to a famed Seoul hotel and restaurant business who, following a family death, returns to Thailand and meets a gregarious young barista. Side romances: producer is head-over-heels in love with her YouTubing bestie, and a veterinarian falls in love with the lead character’s impish cousin.

Time The Series - Thai (trailer), lakorn we think, not strictly BL

Supposedly Feb 2023

02/10 Egoist - Japan This is about an openly gay but vein and superficial man (Hio) who falls in love with a personal trainer (Ryohei) who is stuck taking care of his sick mother. It’s not BL, it’s gay coming of age and we can’t expect it to end happily. Still, I’ll try to watch it. Japanese movies are notoriously difficult to get ahold of, tho. One of my absolute favorite Japanese actors Hio Miyazawa (from His the movie) has the lead in this movie adaptation of Makoto Takayama’s autobiographical novel Egoist. He’ll be opposite super famous actor Ryohei Suzuki.

02/14 Moments Of Love - Thai (Foremorfilm Production) Trailer Golf Tanwarin (609 Bedtime Story & The Eclipse) directs SmartJames (LeonPhob from Don't Say No).

02/18 Chains of Heart - Thai Trailer Suspense thriller about a forest ranger, smugglers, memory loss, and lost love. Stars Haii (Cirrus in TT2) and Poppy (Porpla in YYY). Adapted from a Y-novel of the same name by TJ Tommy.

02/27 Tin Tam Jai - Thai (MFlow Entertainment on iQIYI) Tin has always been secretly in love with P'Phak son of the neighborhood baker. Producers behind Ai Long Nhai and Coffee Melody so don't expect much.

Supposedly March 2023

03/09 Love Syndrome (characters from Unforgotten Night) - Thai trailer Day and It have been together for 2 years. An accident leaves Day seriously injured and It blames himself. Then Day wakes up with amnesia. (stars Frank of FrankDrake) based on a y-novel.

JAPAN 2023

Our Dining Table AKA Bokura no Shokutaku - Mira Ori's BLOVED manga (especially be me) is getting an adaptation (HOPEFULLY THIS YEAR)! Lonely salaryman (talented cook) gets accidentally adopted by a college kid and his baby brother. They build a family together. This is a sweetly gentle and cozy manga and it will make a GREAT live action piece. I’ve recommended the manga in the past to anyone who likes BLs like Ingredients, To My Star, What Did You Eat Yesterday? and I think we are in for similar gay domesticity to Old Fashion Cupcake with this adaptation YAY!

My Beautiful Man Eternal AKA Utsukushii Kare 2 - trailer I’m very nervous, I think this series stands alone and is perfect as it already is. I’m worried Japan is over egging the pudding. More here.

Takumi-kun - No Japan, back away slowly. We do not need this. No one wants it.

KOREA 2023

Bump Up Business (OnlyOneOf) - (Idol Romance) Announcement More gossip. Depicts the tickling love story between a trainee who is about to debut and a celebrity from the same agency. Kpop boy group OnlyOneOf has collectively signed up to be in this idol-based BL. They’ve been auditioning for this since Libido IMHO. You can watch me chronicle their BL MV series in this post. Idol Romance will do sad but can do good kisses (Wish You, Nobleman Ryu, Once Again, Kissable Lips, Poongduck 304, Tasty Florida, Tinted With You). More info here.

Blueming 2 - likely to air on iQIYI This was one of my favorites from 2022 year (9/10). I’m not thrilled about a 2nd season. It’s the same director as TMS2, and I didn’t like that one all that much. Still, I’m always intersted in where Korea goes when it’s given enough rope to hang itself.

Comfort the Boy - Premiere postponed indefinitely due to actor contract conflict, rated R15+ due to topic & vulgarity. Adaptation of Dongmul's manwha A Shoulder to Cry On, high school set, features a teasing confident gay, and a rich/poor pairing, about homophobia/gossip putting a scholarship in jeopardy. Was to stars idols Jaehan & Yechan BOTH from Kpop group OMEGA X. But given the crisis in management with that group, I think this is unlikely to happen, at least with this pair.

First Love's User Manual - Korea (Silkwood) Thai BL pair TutorYim to star (?) in this KBL under A-Plan International’s Silkwood (Peach Of Time). No further info, no MDL listing. Could all be rumors.

Heesu In Class 2 - Korea's gay version of Sex Education. Heesu’s world revolves around Chanyoung, his best friend and secret crush. He doesn’t mind cheering Chanyoung from the sidelines or listening to all his girl problems. Then one day, Heesu starts hearing his name everywhere - on the bus, in the halls, during lunch. Turns out, there’s a rumor: Got a love problem? Find Heesu in Class 2 and he’ll tell you what to do! With that, Heesu suddenly finds himself the center of attention. But how could he give anyone advice? He doesn’t even know what to do about his own crush! Well known child actor Ahn Ji Ho (All of Us Are Dead) to lead.

Jump the series - Korea (SOL Entertainment probably for Gaga) Trailer From the producers of Cherry Blossoms and others. Coming-of-age drama that'jumps' to the next chapters of life: love, friendship, competition, mistakes, dreams and hopes.

Liquor - I got nothing but rumors.

Star Struck AKA Starstruck - Korea (Terapin Studio) A boy has had a crush on his childhood friend for a long time. Stars Zuho (Kpop SF9 - noted good egg) opposite rookie actor Kim In Sung, based on a web novel of the same name.

Unintentional Love Story - Ceramic artist Yoon Tae Joon disappears from society, while Ji Won Young is an employee at a large company. Ji Won Young is intent on winning over the heart of Yoon Tae Joon as he's the company chairman's favorite artist. Stars actor Cha Seo Wo and idol Gongchan (maknae of B1A4, welcome to the fray Kpop Gen 2).

Why R U? Korean remake - filming sept 22 Apparently Korea is planning a remake of Why R U? which I find absolutely hilarious. I mean if Korea remakes it, we lose all the sexy and then would we have a story at all. No we would not. It’d be like one of those mesh shopping bags. MaxNat have a cameo.

TAIWAN 2023

Lapluie - Depicts the story of two young men: one who never believes in fate/destiny while the other one is waiting for his soulmate.

Marry My Dead Body - Taiwan Police officer forced to marry a ghost. Movie.

Miracle - High School student goes to jail because of his ganster lover. Or something. https://mydramalist.com/696341-miracle

THAILAND 2023

Are you ready?

2 Worlds (Domundi MaxNat) - Parallel worlds love triangle story with MaxNat as the leads (finally!) PuPa & Kram are in love but PuPa is murdered and Kram is pulled into a parallel world. In that place, 12 years ago, Kram & Tai were in love but Kram was killed by Tai's dad. Now Tai encounters the Kram from another world, what will happen next? Is this a second chance or is Kram sill morning his dead lover, and does Tai need to help him get home or convince him to stay?

A Boss and a Babe GMMTV YouTube (ForceBook) - Chay is a gamer who wants to get big in the e-sports industry. However, his plans are dramatically altered when is made to intern at a company. There his boss Gun has him do some pretty weird errands, confusing Chay about his true intentions.

Be Mine SuperStar (JaFirst) - Filming started Dec 2022 Third-year film student Punn (Ja) gets an internship on the set of a drama. He’s come there to learn from professionals, but what lights his passion even more than the work is leading man Achi, beloved of the nation. Adapted from the novel “The Superstar and the Puppy on Set” (พี่พระเอกกับเด็กหมาในกอง) by Orpheus, the show has an ensemble cast comprising Ben (2moons2), Bosston (UWMA, Between Us), Jo (War of Y, My Roommate, Make It Right 2), Kokliang and (TharnType, Even Sun).

Be My Favorite AKA You Are My Favorite (GMMTV) YouTube - Adapted from a JittiRain y-novel (2gether) one of those rewrite the past to change the future. Another timeslip? (That’s at least 5 from Thailand in 2022). Trailer features classic tropes: elevator, rooftop assignation, lie on ground. Stars Krist (SOTUS) + Mike Gawin. Who knew Krist would do a BL again? Like seriously?

Bed Friend (Domundi probably for Viki) - Adapted from a Y-novel (same setting as Middleman’s Love) about Uea (reserved and shy and hates players) and King (a big time flirt) who work in the same office and share a best friend. Despite the fact that they don’t really like each other they end up in bed together. This pair was originally supposed to be just side dishes for Middle Love, but it seems they got their own series. Not sure if this is a lesson learned from Why R U?, a lockdown necessity, a shifting to an En of Love model, or if NetJames did so well in rehearsal they earned their own series. They are crazy beautiful together. I think Domundi will use these two to bring higher heat, just like they did with FighterTutor. This series could be good especially as it is based on a book so hopefully it has PLOT. James was Gui’s best friend in Oxygen and one of my top picks at the time to get his own BL. Net was an established actor prior to BL. I am VERY excited about this pair

Big Dragon 2 - whatever

Boy Never Smiles (KimCop trailer) - Follows the story of a young man who travels to the future. To return, he must make that boy smile.

Buddy Line Y Animal (Ultimate Troop) From the Yearbook (ugh) people and based on 4 y-novels written by Scriper, I'll only binge this. Stars Man & Tile (Yearbook), Oat (Make it Right), and unknowns.

Cafe In Love - When his coffee shop close, he tries everything to get it to reopen and falls in love along the way. New Thai pulp, stars the actor who played Noh’s best friend Ohm in Love Sick 2.

Cherry Magic (Thai remake w/ TayNew) GMMTV YouTube - no one asked for this

Cinderella Boys (Cloth Lab) - production house brought us Restated (which I never watched) and never got EngSub.

City of Stars AKA Fueangnakorn - An actor falls in love with a programmer and the narrative intends to “explore the ramifications of being public figure in the social network era who must endure critics, bullying, and defamation.” Looks like another Lovely Writer / Call It What You Want sort of thing.

Cooking Crush (OffGun) GMMTV YouTube - Prem, Dynamite, and Samsi run a not-so-popular restaurant. With heavy losses, the trio find out about a cooking competition with a huge reward that could help their business. However, preparations go awry, and Prem decides to back out when he meets Ten, a medical student under a heavy stress burden. Ten approaches prem to teach him cooking, and Prem uses this as a scam opportunity to make money. However, as the lessons go on, it isn’t the food that’s hot, but also their faces as they slowly fall for each other. Adapted from the novel “Love Course! เสื้อกาวน์รุกเสื้อกุ๊กรับ” by iJune4S,

Dangerous Romance GMMTV YouTube - Sailom, a poor yet studious student, has worked several odd jobs along with his elder brother to keep his affairs in order. One day, a misunderstanding causes him to hate the school’s bully, Kongkarn. However, fate plays in and Sailom is made Kongkarn’s tutor. As they spend time together, the two realize that the two have a lot in common and their hate could turn into something more beautiful in their hearts. (Wait, didn’t we just watch this?)

Destiny Seeker - Engineering students in university dorms, Songkram the head of dorm 3, which is where the "strong and athletic" male students are sorted. Aye is the head of dorm 2, the "good looking" male students live. Aye used to be Songkram's tutor and friend, but they fell apart after both of them were chosen to be dorm heads. Aye is actually in love with Songkram, however, he thinks Sonkram has feelings for Mean. What Aye doesn't know, is that he's the one Songkram likes. So, Bad Buddy the second coming. But also v Japanese concept.

Heart by Heart (Half Toast Production) Trailer 1 Trailer 2 - of the same name, the trailers are GOOD. I’m more excited for this one then I thought I'd be. Has a bit of Tasty Florida, bad boy/good boy, high drama going on. Stars all unknowns but they look like decent actors.

Hidden Agenda (JoongDunk) GMMTV YouTube - Zo, a college freshman whose never been in love, decides to change it by making the college’s popular girl Nita as his girlfriend. However, to woo her, he approaches Joke, Nita’s ex, for dating advice. What he fails to realize is that Joke has had his eyes on him for a long time and uses this opportunity to approach Zo. Will Joke succeed?

Hot Bamee and Yummy Gyogung (9Cats Studio) - stars Nutt Witsarut (Daisy from SCOY) as Gyogung & Boat Yongyut (Tim from My Secret Love) as Bamee.

House of Stars Trailer - an LGBTQ actor falls in love with an actor from another company at first sight.

I Feel You Linger in the Air (Dee Hup for WeTV) - This is a time travel historical romance (1920s) adaption of y-novel by Violet Rain . FROM THAILAND! H I S T O R I C A L ! ! ! Heartbroken architect is transported to the 1930s. Movie from the producers of Lovely Writer.

Last Twilight (JimmySea) GMMTV YouTube - Burdened with heavy debt, Mork, a mechanic, is forced to take a high paying job as a caretaker for Day, a rich heir who suffers from partial blindness after an accident. Day recruits Mork as he realizes the latter does not see him as a disabled person, but rather as co-equals. As they spend time together, the two begin developing feelings for the other. However with Day just having 180 days until he becomes permanently blind, how will the two weather the trials ahead?

Lost in the Woods - Fifa, a high school student preparing to enter university, is given the duty of taking care of his grandma in the province before the school year starts. There he meets Chief Hem, a forest ranger.

Love Upon a Time - (Domundi) NetJames in a historical BL! Also feat Tonnam (Dr Sing from Triage).

Middleman’s Love AKA Middle Love (Domundi for Viki) - Production started. This used to be a JimmyTommy vehicle before the pair split (also prev title Middle Love). Adapted from a Y-novel. Jade works as a graphic designer and has always been stuck in the middle - average. His heart is hardened after a life spent being overlooked because he is not as charming or good looking as the rest of his family or friends. When his office gets a hot new intern, Mai, Jade assumes Mai couldn’t possibly be intersted in him. Instead he believes Mai is after his friend, Uea. Mai, of course, has other ideas. To be directed by Cheewin leads recast as TutorYim (crumbs from Cutie Pie) we likey, good choice.

Make a Wish (WaGa Creative) - Started filming 12/22, stars Fluke Natouch (OhmFluke UWMA etc...) & Judo (The Miracle Of Teddy Bear) in a medical-fantasy. It seems to be a light-hearted romance with a comedic flair. About a doctor who sees ghosts and a deity who resides in a Bodhi tree that earns merits whenever he fulfills a wish. He is shocked to find the doctor can actually see him and decides to help him find the reason for his ghostly ability. Thus begins a chaotic yet romantic journey. From Sammon y-novels (Manner of Death, Triage)

Mystique in the Mirror (gossip here) - Side couple is PitchBank from Golden Blood, authored by Dr. Dr.Patrick Rangsimat (My Ride) interview here

Naughty Babe (Domundi MaxNat gossip here) - Cutie Pie spin off feat MaxNat.

The Next Prince (Domundi ZeeNunew) - ZeeNew in a fantasy/historical set in a palace where Zee plays a knight and Nu a prince - FUCK YES PLEASE. I did not expect this pair to stick so I really hope this happens.

Only Friends GMMTV YouTube - Friend Zone but Gay AF. Mew, a final-year university student, has never encountered the pleasures of adult life. One day, his friend Boston takes him clubbing to give him a sight of the nightlife. There, he meets Top, who tries to seduce him. Yet reluctant at first, Mew gives in and falls for Top. However, he doesn’t realize that others want to break their relationship.

Our Skyy 2 GMMTV YouTube - An eight-part anthology that continues the stories of favorite GMMTV couples: Tian & Phupha (A Tale of Thousand Stars); Pran & Pat (Bad Buddy); Khabkluen & Daonuea (Star in My Mind); Nuengdiao & Palm (Never Let Me Go); Chay & Gun (A Boss and a Babe); Talay & Puen (Vice Versa); Akk & Ayan (The Eclipse); Tin & Gun (My School President)

Pit Babe - Based on alittlebixth's omegaverse novel #พิษเบ๊บ’ set in the world of car racing (author confirmed the series will not be omegaverse).

Punk Spy - (Domundi) - Tommy (formerly JimmyTommy) to star opposite Thomas Teetut (new talent) We gonna call them TomTom as I live and breathe! Please people. Please? Small town romance of two men who keep secrets. And they are searching for the truth. Poppy (everyone’s favorite comedic character actor) is in this one too.

SHADOW - It is a teenage-detective series that involves the supernatural, psychology, love, and friendship. Depicts Dan (Singto), the new student in an all-boys Catholic school who's suffering from sleep paralysis where he saw shadows in his dream, & Nine (Fluke), a student who's condemned by his seniors for being gay. Despite Dan being seen by the other students as a freak. Nine fully understood him because he's been dealing with seeing spirits since childhood. The two became close and gossip circulated between them. Dan chooses to be his friend even if Nine falls in love with him. An interesting combination for actors for sure.

Step By Step (Dee Hup) - age gap office romance between stern boss and sweet subordinate (AKA my catnip) Thailand doesn't have a great track record with office set BL. Thailand’s record with office set BL is terrible. But I LOVE the concept.

Wish Me Luck (Be Brave Entertainment Hub) - About a boss and his temporary employee in an advertising company, based on Bittersweet's y-novel of the same name สุดที่รักษ์. Starring my boy Fiat (Grean Fictions, SOTUS S, My Gear and Your Gown, Triage) who I’ve been waiting to lead a BL for a decade (it feels like) and Na Naphat (KinnPorsche, UWMA). Again, office BL, but gah PLEASE be good.

Wish You Luck (StudioCommuan) - Sci Fi dystopian BL about a luck-stealer and an optimistic innocent. Stars Tonnam (Dr Sing in Triage) and Title (our beloved baby Nut from the Yearbook) in a tsundere/sunsine survivor story.

This list is updated only at the beginning of 2023. Not responsible for keeping it updated. I make no promises on anything on these list. Check the comments for updates.

One final note?

23.5 (GL feat MilkLove) GMMTV For YT

Ongsa, a loner all her life, falls in love at first sight with the more popular Sun. However, with the fear of being rejected, she decides to approach her under the pseudonym “Earth”. As Sun gets more and more curious about who Earth is and starts to fall for her, will Ongsa reveal herself to Sun? BL side couple.

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This post will NOT be kept up to date. As new BLs are announced and come across my radar, I will repost about them in this blog. You have to follow me to get those. I also report on new and upcoming releases once they are confirmed in my weekly updates.

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brightlight-dazzlingeyes · 9 months

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between the lines | interlude

rúben dias x original female character [+18]

synopsis: isabella is a sports journalist covering the premier league. she has sworn to never get involved with a football player. that is, until she meets a handsome portuguese defender. warnings: incorrect journalism references; timeline of events are not faithful to real life; i have never been to england; mutual pining; romantic comedy; minors dni.

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Interlude

“I think she wants you to sing to her!” Carlos exasperatedly requests me a lullaby. I’m sitting down on the floor in front of my floor length mirror, trying to do something nice with my hair. I'm getting ready for my first day back at work after a short lived summer break. My brother is on facetime, showing me my niece. “I swear, she was saying ‘tía’ a lot. I think she’s asking for the song.”

It’s August and I just got back to England. Getting drunk on Pinot Noir on as many Spanish islands as my money could afford was a goal I gracefully achieved over the break. Okay, maybe ‘gracefully’ is not the best word to describe my alcohol driven antics. But here I am, all pieces glued together, ready for another season.

This time last year I was a rookie in this League and by the end of the season I was having dinner dates with a Prem superstar.

None of that this time, tough. I've grown a year older since my birthday last week, and that means I’m only focusing on my career. For real this time. No more relapses, no more calls in the middle of the night.

So I sing Lucía a song and then I go to work.

“New year, new me, huh?” I point out as Melissa hugs me, she has a new hair color and is rocking a new makeup style.

“Isabella, it’s August.” Mel doesn't share my enthusiasm. “Also, I hate covering pre-season. I always end up making stupid decisions like going blonde or something.”

“What? You didn’t have fun in the US?” I’m still hugging her when I ask.

“Oh, shut up. Your insta stories didn’t help me either, you know?” Mel puts both hands on my shoulders and looks deep into my eyes. “But you had fun, right? You’re feeling good?”

“Yeah, of course. Feeling good. I feel great.” I nod, mostly to myself. “I feel amazing…”

She agrees and continues to walk.

“I swear I wish I had forgotten most of these dudes' names.” She bites her lips looking menacingly into the horizon. I giggle, ashamed.

“I share the feeling.”

At lunch Mel ordered Japanese food and I just stared at the package for a full minute before deciding to eat.

“You know you can talk to me, right?” It’s the fourth or sixth time she said that to me, ever since she noticed something was off a couple months ago.

It was a Japanese restaurant but I almost didn’t notice at first, being too focused on something else. He wore a button up shirt and I felt like dying.

I remember saying something like:

“I don’t really like Portuguese food. Too many eggs. You guys put eggs in everything. Egg on the entrance, egg on the fish, for desert? Egg flavored cake. Francesinha is a sandwich with egg on top of it. That’s not where the egg is supposed to go, Rúben.”

And he laughed, he laughed at every joke I said. At the end of the night my jaw was hurting from how I smiled at him and I wondered if he felt the same.

It’s a double-edge sword, this whole falling in love thing. Even being the one saying goodbye, I still hurt like I was dumped by my first boyfriend at 16 all over again.

At first it was easy, everything can be a distraction if you try hard enough. But with time the thing I was trying so hard to hide became bigger and louder in my mind. The sound of the laughter, the clicking of the cutlery.

The realization that I chose this, standing outside of Wembley with a microphone in hand; over whatever that was.

This is fine, I’m great.

“How are you feeling about this season?” I question a random City fan outside the stadium.

“Good, yeah.” The lad shrugs.

“You guys already won everything, do you think the players-” I start, but he stops me.

“Nah, we didn’t win everything. There’s always more to win. We only got 3 out of 4 last season.” When he says that, I realize that around 20 meters away from me, in the distance, is the Manchester City bus. I walk faster.

The sound of wanting gets drowned out by a crowded pub and suddenly it's easier to breathe again and everything really is fine.

“Rice, rice, baby!” It’s Victor’s voice that gets a genuine laugh out of me. “I fucking love Wembley!”

We’re all meeting at the pub after the Community Shield game and the atmosphere is exactly like the first day back to school, but with a lot more beer involved.

“Please don’t tell me you have money on Arsenal winning the league.” Seb is sitting next to me, pointing his green bottle to Victor.

“I do. Yes, go ahead, laugh all you want.” Victor raises his voice, looking offended. “I’m not even being optimistic, mate, it’s just the plain truth.”

The entire table laughs and we almost can't hear when he continues. “They’re stronger this year, guys, hear me out.”

“You’re right to be confident, but personally I’m not putting money on Mikel.” Mel says.

I bite my tongue when they ask my opinion.

“I’m being a hundred percent professional this year, no betting, no guessing, just straight analyzing.” The table booed me and I raised my hands in the air, in surrender. “Hey, I didn’t even want to be here. I wish I was in Australia right now.”

“Don't remind me!” Mel sighs and lightly slaps me. “We’re literally the only women not covering the World Cup right now.”

“No whining! Come on, let’s toast.” Seb raises his bottle once again, but this time we all follow. “To a busy and long season!”

And we all repeat: “To a busy and long season!”

#ruben dias #between the lines #football fic #football fanfic #ruben dias fic #rúben dias #ruben dias fanfic

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suhjihanma · 10 months

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─── Variety of Flavors

Pairing

Hanma Shuji / Female Reader

Summary

As the summer temperature rises, so does the action within the bedroom. Thankfully, Shuji offers ice cream in a time like this. You know the man all too well for him to simply suggest ice cream. More would be placed on the table.

Word count

3,942(?) words - editing.

Content warning/kinks

Pet play, pet name(s) - mentions of "kitty", "kitten", fingering, fellatio, dirty talk, ownership, and smut.

Author's note

This story was based on the poll that I created this past Friday. I wanted to post this to my main page but, I figured to post this on a fanfic blog in order to gain some type of traction. Anyways, we now have come forth to engage in fatherless activities. Shuji Hanma is aged up based on the time leap presented in Season one. Also, this is a new imagine blog so, for those who have any requests or suggestions, feel free to shoot a message, follow and check out the blog.

“Man, its hot as hell out here.” Running errands while battling the heat is no joke. Hanma could have been more proficient and decided to gather things with an earlier convenience but in the end, laziness triumphs everything. Not to mention that most stores around the area were not obliged to serve cold sweets before breakfast was served. Not that it matters or anything but, Hanma was seriously regretting his decision. Reaching up the steps to the apartment that both of you shared, he was eager to come inside to surprise you with some good ol’ fashioned ice cream. One cup filled nicely with “cake batter,” the other with “cookies and cream.” It was kudos from his significant other that you recommended the place for him. An American-owned restaurant that serves flavors that well more distinguished than the Japanese counterparts gave him a run for his money.

Then again, he questions about the amount of sugar and extra conservatives being placed inside.

“Hopefully, she won’t complain about the melting.” Desperate enough to get in, Hanma quickly opened the door to escape from the scorching temperatures. A brisk wind blew across his body as he closed the door and placed his shoes by the entrance. It was a blessing to be finally home from the heat, especially with someone who has been good this entire day. Hanma recalled the conversation that he had with you last night regarding to receive more rewards for good behavior. Funnily enough, he mentioned how ice cream was on his list considering the other actions had already been done or it grown to be a bit repetitive.

Walking towards the living room area, he passively remembers how obedient you became. Punishments grew to be less, let alone with the constant backtalking and misbehaving. Rewards had come more familiar within the household. The sounds of pleading, crying, and moaning had become a familiar sound within this home, and Hanma didn’t want to take that away from you or him. There’s something about seeing you fully submitting. The eyes that swell with fear, the scent that musk's with sweat-an aroma that circles with anxiety, and the knees that stain themselves with dirt and embarrassment.

Hanma’s inner thoughts are entranced with impurity as he looks towards you lounging, seeming as if you were in and out of her sleep. A light tint of the sunrays was beaming across your well-nourished skin. As you tossed in your sleep, a pair of cutely laced cat ears were rubbing at the texture of your hair, along with the fuzzy tail that prodded against your bare ass now rests at the top of your upper thighs. The blanket was the only piece of fabric that was holding you together, let alone it was underneath your body. Hanma could be a believer of a deity but, even so, you were a gift of a creation from God. How could a man like himself be blessed to have such fine beauty being presented to him. His life precedes ugly, yet you make it to be as beautiful as possible.

Still, the blanket that you were lazing about on did not help what Hanma was going to do with you.

His smile grew wicked as he walked over to you, favorite flavor of ice cream in hand. As his steps towards you grew to be closer, your eyes slowly opened at the man coming towards her. The sense of curiosity grew towards the man as he finally came to your view. You knew that his smile read nothing but trouble, but you couldn’t help but to be indulged with his trouble.

“I’m back! Hopefully, you were good while I was gone.” Chuckling lightly, Hanma sat down on the couch and placed the cup of creamery on the table. You looked at him with a hint of caution while looking towards the cup that he placed on the table. An excited mewl escaped one of your lips as you came out from your nesting place. Stretching your body, it’s not you were trying to remove the kinks from your resting muscles. Rather than, you were trying to get a reaction out of Hanma. The arch of your back slowly rises with the tail that was resting on your thighs falls, the hips slowly pivoted from one side to the other as you began your crawl, and the smirk that stayed on Hanma’s face was all too familiar to you. Second nature be damned, it’s a scene that plays too well for the both of you.

“Welcome back, Master.” You happily announced, slowly crawling to the gap of his thighs, resting your hands on each side. You can't help but to be excited to crawl in his presence. The ache of wanting to please him grew to be overwhelming as he buries his unoccupied hand between the textures of your hair. You swore to yourself that this man’s hands were anything, but bliss given. Comfortable scritches were layered across with loving as you purred lightly from his touch. An excited hum slowly rumbled through your throat as you continued to bask in the comfort of Hanma’s touch. It’s not only relaxing but something that perceives itself as assuring.

“Aw, aren’t you an excited kitty?” The sultry tone of voice became sugar coated with coos as he stops caressing your hair. The matching collar that resembles well with your cat ears were now being held with Hanma’s fingers, forcing your head to tilt upwards to him. You ignored the drop of anxious pressure as you were now greeted with a smile that beamed uncertainty. Hanma was a difficult person to read faces off from, especially with his counterpart. Then again, his counterpart had cues.

Hanma was a gamble.

“Such a good kitty.” You saw him briefly looking over at the container before placing his eyes towards your vulnerable eyes. “You bought me ice cream, Master! How kind of you!” Excitement was steadily yearning in your voice as you looked at him with an expressive face. Your ecstaticity couldn’t handle itself anymore as you wanted to indulge in the sweet treat from him. “I am a good kitty.” You encouraged your reassurance by playfully nipping his hand that was still holding onto the collar, being careful not to bite over the tattoo that was on top of his hand.

“That you are.” Releasing his hands from the collar, Hanma collected himself and opened the container. Grabbing a plastic spoon that was nearby, he scooped a small serving that looked like it had already softened from the heat earlier. Your eyes pleaded with hunger as you voiced a pouted response, begging for him to feed you the reward that you so ever pleaded for. With your soft mewls, that only made Hanma reach out underneath you with one of his free hands to add pressure to your clit. Two of his fingers pressed against the area with numerous nerve endings and you couldn’t help but moan out in protest. If this was his way of getting an unruly kitten like yourself in check, then it was considered cruel.

He simply wanted you to fall in line.

“I’m not having any of that.” The sinister smirk faded to a stern look of disapproval. The man continued to rub underneath you as you tried your best to create a sensible reply to his order. “I can make you mewl, kitten.” Hanma noticed that the mewls coming from your mouth grew to be coherent with his taunting. “Just you got to be good to me.” A cool yet soft texture formed in the inside of your mouth. Without a notice, Hanma quickly serves you the spoon and places it inside your mouth. The taste coats your palette as you can’t help but to mouth off a pleasurable moan from the action that was happening underneath you. Senses begin to confuse you as you fully succumb to Hanma’s touch. Him feeding you ice cream can wait, rather you want to fully be tormented by touch. Disobedience is now aching to turn another chapter into you as Hanma continues with his enjoyment of torment. Oh, if only you had the chance to overtake his role and make him succumb to you.

There will be a snow day in hell before that happens.

“And I’ll be good to you.” The mewls that were exiting from your mouth had grown to be suppressed by a warm mouth pressed against yours. The noises had partly ceased from a kiss now grew to be anything but moans of pleasure. The warmth of his tongue coating alongside the coolness of the treat in your mouth became intoxicating. The softness of his tongue explored the open areas of yours as you began to dwell deeply into an abyss full of enticement. Seconds grew to minutes, and minutes grew to hours as you were fully locked within Hanma’s kiss. You barely noticed it but, Hanma started to palm himself between the area that rests against his upper thighs. No wonder the breaths grew to be more deepen by each stroke. Seeing him get more excited made you grow familiar with a certain pit inside your stomach. A feeling that rushes towards the bottom of your sex, you couldn’t help but to mewl out again in pleasure.

“Master, are you playing with yourself?” You whined. Looking at Hanma, you break away from your kiss while Hanma continued to pepper kisses across your lips. It’s quite rare to see this side of your master come out. The lovingness nature of a sick and stricken man was unfamiliar in your eyes in the bedroom, yet you could imagine that the heat could be a play in factor in regards of submission and dominance. Hanma looked at you with a soft smile and moved his hand away from your sex. The glistening fluids coated his fingertips as he brought both fingers to your mouth. He could only imagine how wet you are down there, more wet enough to slightly decorate the floor with secretions from being under his control. It was a non-verbal command for you to lick the remaining excess from his fingers. The strong taste that carried from underneath now mixes with the saliva that the both of you secreted, along with the creamery sweetness that lingered long enough in your mouth. You couldn’t help but become drunk in the aftertaste that coated the inside of your mouth. Hanma teased his fingers inside of you, slowly prodding them in and out before letting themselves be removed.

“Master's can play with themselves too, Kitten.” He moaned out before slowly unbuckling himself. You sat and watched Hanma take his precious time in getting his belt off along with the button and zipper. It’s as he is teasing you with his slowness. “Although, you got to have a bit of patience.” He spurted out a soft grunt before showing off a smirk in your response of what happened earlier. “Oh, I couldn’t help myself, Master. I need you to fill me.” The last sentence of your protest made you rub your thighs together by the thought of having Hanma inside you. Patience is considered a virtue, but it only became an afterthought. You couldn’t help yourself to give into temptation. It made its mark before you could be an obedient pet by obeying his every command. Still, Hanma can be considered the most forgiving when it comes to correcting misbehavior. Thankfully, this was the last time that your master would let this one slide.

“I know, Kitten. Still, you got to be a good kitty for me.” Hanma slowly adjusted his pants down to the start of his knees. “And how good kitties correct their behavior, hm?” The tail that was resting against the floor now gets lifted by one of Hanma’s hands as he moves the plug in a torturous, slow pace. The movement of the plug made you whimper out in excitement as you completely folded to his thighs, grabbing whichever flesh is present. “M-master, my t-tail!” You cried out as the movements were too much on a sensitive person like yourself. You wanted Hanma to stop but then again, you want him to still maintain his exact composure with torture. The beginning piece continued to go in and out as you pleaded with Hanma to stop, the mewling grew to be constant as you started to buck your hips to the motion of the plug, daring yourself not to get uncoordinated with his movements.

“What about your tail?” Hanma questions you in a dull tone of voice before now guiding his hands along the container of ice cream. Whining out of agony, how dared he stop pleasuring you, cursing him about worrying about trivial things rather than giving you the satisfaction that you ever so desperately need. Frustrated, you nudged your cheeks to his opened thighs, playfully nibbling at the area. “I need more.” You couldn’t take it anymore. The desperate need of wanting more than just his fingers grew to be a bit out of control as you slowly bring yourself to the head of his cock. The anger of wanting pleasure overshadowed the presence of Hanma’s cock that was profusely a hint color of red. Hanma didn’t say a word, he just looked over at you, studying the hardened form with your hands and lips. One of your fingers had gone downward to his balls as you gently lick the head in a lapping motion, almost identical to a cat’s. As the motion continued, you caressed his balls with one of your hands as you carefully moved them in the palm of your hand. A response from him squirming underneath you made you mewl ever so sultry. The heavy pants of Hanma as he slowly tries to buck inside your mouth gave you enough edge to continue. Giving his own rights of punishment would be listed enough as equals, but you wanted to indulge in your fruits of labor. That part can come soon, right now you want to please Hanma with one of your mouth techniques

“Fuck, Kitten. Fuck. You take my cock so well. Drink all my milk, okay?” You made a slight face as you locked eyes with the man who continued to move his hips gently to the movements of going down on him. “Drink your milk?” You broke character, as if you want Hanma to try again with his dirty talk. You playfully swipe your tongue across the tip of his cock, only to have him shudder in response. “Less talking, more sucking.” He groaned out, grabbing another spoonful’s worth of ice cream and without warning, the soft contents that were melted from the cup slowly started to drip on his cock. You watched him with curious intent as he continued to drench the contents of melted cream, as each hint of coldness touches his skin, a slight shiver of discomfort grew to be more visible.

“I said that I was going to reward you today, so here it is, Kitten.” Hanma chuckled as the components of the spoon were now gone. The excess that was layered was wiped away from the spoon as he placed it back on the table. Eyes that glow of pure bliss, the sensual touch of his fingers danced back towards the opening of your sex, fingers now circling around the entrance is now being plunged deep into the sensitive cavity. The whorish moans that eroded from your mouth now became silenced as Hanma forcefully guided your head to take him whole inside. The quivers of body tensions were released as Hanma quickly was to fold from the sensitivity of your mouth, he cries were more of a plea in dirty talk, begging you to take him from the inside. The hardness and warmth of skin made perfect ties with the sweet cream that fell into your mouth. The mixture of saltness and sweetness was quite intoxicating for someone who had such a greedy palate for your master. As you continued to move yourself up and down on his sensitive cock, Hanma continued to work his fingers alongside the deepness within your sex. Muffled cries and pleadings were sacred beyond this point. Hanma wanted you to submit out of pure intoxication. Handling out rewards that were traced with impure intentions was something both of you had grown to comprehend. As he reached to the sensitive spot that hid inside of you, his fingers slowly curved into a come-hither motion, making sure that you cry out on his cock. The movement of his fingers grew too much for you to bare as you lifted yourself off from his cock, the contents of the cream still linger over your lips as you mewl out in pleasure, body slowly starting to shake from the overstimulation in which your breathing began to become shallow.

“Please reward me, Master!” You cried out, hips swaying in motion with Hanma’s fingers as he continues to stroke the sensitive area inside of you. “I need your reward...please, give me your reward!” You begged out pleadingly as you placed both of your hands to the base of his cock while continuing to lap at the head and tip like a cat in heat. “Reward....” A mindless repetition of sorts grew from you as your speech began to be muffled by the swelling size of his cock. Looking over, Hanma couldn’t take the pressure of you pleading so needily underneath. He could bring you to a field full of mind break by you constantly pleading over his cock, but then again, it’s nice for him to see you this vulnerable in a state of bliss. A submitting pet like yourself who only thinks about getting fucked from his fingers made Hanma want to take you all. “Such a needy little kitty.” Hanma slightly huffs at your needs before making a grunt in return. “You want your reward. Huh?” He questions you as you continued to suckle on the tip, which made him want to jump from the couch and fuck you from behind with the tail plug still intact. “Please, master? I’ve been such a good kitty.” Your mewls continued out in protest until Hanma got closer to your face. “God, you look cute with my cock in your mouth.” The nerves of embarrassment seemed to show in place as he continues to watch you suck him, knowing how which nerve correlates to the correct spot when going down on him. A grunt form in the back of Hanma’s mouth as he forcefully guides your head to the end of the base, violently going up and down which each cough or sputter gets muted with words of encouragement.

“Since you asked. You are such a well-behaved kitten.” The forcefulness of his motions was becoming a bit too much as Hanma continued to face-fuck you, hips moving rapidly along with the fact that you sensed that he’s about to orgasm soon. “Shuji!” You muffled out while the grip of his hands grew to be tighter with each stroke, let alone the continuous motion of his fingers that were inside of you didn’t seem to stop either. Being this sensitive grew to become more than enough to bear. If this way Hanma’s way into creating an orgasm from you, then it was complete torture yet, there was something beautiful in his torturous ways. At the end, he still wanted you to reach your climax even if he didn’t reach his. Maybe that’s what you liked about being under his control. No matter how overwhelming the sessions are, it still leaves you satisfied by the sense of his touch.

“The more I fuck you, the more my name comes from your mouth.” Grunted Hanma as he continued to work his fingers inside of you. You moaned out in satisfaction as your hips began to furiously work themselves with the rhythm of his fingers. Pressure was building as you held yourself on his knees. You couldn’t take it anymore. All you wanted was some release and thankfully, Hanma could give it to you.

In his own way, of course.

“Master, I’m about to come!” You cried out while lifting yourself from his cock as the orgasm overtook your body, a loud moan started to drag. Sensations in your body grew to overly sensitive with shock as you cry out in pure bliss, then going back to suck on Hanma’s cock while muffling cries are heard. “Come for me, Kitten. Come on my fingers.” Hanma repeatedly starts to stroke in gentle motions before he continues bucking his hips, this time in a slower motion. “Fuck, Kitten, I’m about to come.” He cries out. You gently remove yourself from his cock as your tongue swipes the hole entrance. “Master wants you to come for Kitten.” The sultry tone didn’t help Hanma as without warning his orgasm came over him like waves. The unexpected sensations of the orgasm slowly dragged itself from his body as each spurt slowly drenched the top of your tongue. As Hanma slowly begins to come down from his orgasm, the warmth of him coats well with the aftertaste of sweets as you swallowed the cum that rests on your tongue.

“You taste amazing, Master.” Cheerfulness along with a hint of exhaustion grew from your voice as you continue to lap the remaining excess from his cock. A sensitive Hanma playfully tossed your hair before readjusting the kitten ears that became lopsided. “Even better than the ice cream, kitten?” Hanma looked over at the empty container before looking at you with an expression that reads tiredness as well. You shook your head in response to his question before climbing up on the couch to kiss him on the cheek. “Thanks for the meal!” You chipperly stated, bouncing up and down happily as you playfully move your fur tail, sweeping it left and right. Hanma looked at you with disbelief before scrunching his eyebrows. He tossed his head on the headrest of the couch before motioning you with one of his hands to come nearby. “How do you have this much energy after I just finger fucked, and face fucked you?” Specifically stating out each position, Hanma playfully pats your ass while you snuggle up to him, making sure that skin contact is close as it ever needs to be in this dire moment. “Because you give me energy, Master!” You playfully stated. “Master’s milk is Kitten’s energy.” A sense of pride grew in your voice as you nuzzle your face in your chest, a satisfied purr grows slowly again in your vocal cords. Hanma scoffed and laughed at the response you gave to him. “That it is.”

Cute bantering now became small traces of silence as neither of you didn’t want to move from comfortable positions. Appreciating skin contact is one of those things Hanma likes to enjoy, you included. After rough sessions, you can’t help but bask in the warmth of your partner. The touch of one another can make the both of you melt, but touch is communicated all too well in play sessions that grew to be more intense than this. Before getting into having a relationship like this, you always thought that Hanma didn’t believe in aftercare due to the nature of his lifestyle in the criminal underworld yet, here you are, being vulnerable to someone who tries his damnedest to not be vulnerable to certain people. It’s funny how things turn out.

What’s even more funnier is that Hanma didn’t care to place your ice cream in the freezer before he walked in.

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kentokrazy · 6 months

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It’s the anon who sent you the chef!nanami ask lol, but totally do a second part! :D I would love to see his reaction after eve thing happened lol

Or even just some chef!nanami and restaurantstaff!jjk with reader

Keep up the awesome work c:

a/n: if people want more of this (even one or two, honestly) i would loooove to write more. but here is a part two of chef!nanami. this is deffo a slow burn and i'm not sorry

warnings: alluding to disordered eating, satosugu, swearing, poorly written, not proofread

part two to this

6 months

when the snow begins to fall that's when she realizes how much time has passed.

it was a reckless decision to pack up and study in japan. she didn't know the language, didn't know the program and certainly didn't know the difficulties that would come with such a stupid choice.

for almost four months she was isolated. she didn't have any friends, went straight from school to home and repeat.

it was one day that changed everything.

on a rainy day she was tucked in the corner of a small cafe not too far from her dorm. scribbling away in her textbook when the chair on the other end of the table was abruptly pulled out.

her unwelcome guest had a sucker between his teeth and glasses perched on his nose. tussled fluffy white hair almost covered his abnormally bright blue eyes. he leaned on his knuckles and gave her a wide toothy smile.

"yo," he had greeted her.

she furrowed her eyebrows.

behind him another man joined them. "satoru," he chastised. his words were jumbled at the time, speaking too fast for her to understand and in her faded memory she wouldn't be able to remember what he said.

it was there that satoru had (in a mix of english and japanese) coaxed her into applying for the restaurant. he had claimed that they needed someone to speak with foreigners, wanted to open their doors and expand their customer base.

that was six months ago.

satoru made it known that it was six months ago.

because when she walked in the over grown expediter swooped in and yanked her to the pastry corner.

"look!" he cheered.

geto leaned against the metal table with his arms crossed. the cupcake had been plated with intended care. the fluffy frosted was decorated with caramel swirls atop the white cake. a candle had been pressed to the side of it an ornate 6 delicately placed on an angle.

gojo slung an arm over her shoulder and lightly brushed the dusted snow off her sweater.

"salted caramel, your favorite!" gojo enthuses. "it's been six months, aren't you excited?"

she's not sure she is excited.

it's been a week since the incident with nanami. to her surprise, gojo sent her home and gave her a few days off checking in every so often with a phone call and then leaving her be.

she wasn't sure she wanted to come back. she had already been the only foreigner in the restaurant and now she was the one to make nanami lose it in public. sure, he got stressed during their busy hours but he had never gone out onto the floor and bluntly kicked someone out like that.

she had a folded up resignation in her pocket.

"you don't seem excited," gojo says.

she adjusted her bag on her shoulder and looked away from the gleaming brown eyes staring her down. "it's nice,"

"nice," geto echos. "it's your favorite cupcake,"

"yeah, it's nice," she repeats.

gojo is pouting. she can't see it but she can feel it. he leans his weight into her shoulder and whines. "just nice," she closes her eyes and braces her. "do you know how long we-," geto clears his throat. "suguru worked to perfect this? how many hours i spent tasting-,"

"i don't need to know what you and geto do after hours," gojo gasps and she opens her eyes. "thank you," she finally concedes. geto still has his eyes on her and it's as if he can see directly through her. "i can't eat this right now,"

bingo. "why not," geto asks.

"i just ate,"

"you're working a night shift," geto says smoothly. he slides the cupcake towards her. "you'll need the sugar,"

"that's not how that works,"

"how do you think i stay so energetic," gojo hums.

geto ignores gojo. "just have a bite,"

"no thanks," she says. "can you wrap it up for me?"

geto's eyes narrow and she ducks away from gojo's touch. she has to be quick or gojo will catch her again. she weaves through the bustling staff and slides her hands in her pockets, fingers brushing over the folded note.

they've pinned her in a corner and they know it. the two of them somehow suspected her plans, figured it out within an instant and trapped her into staying.

god damn those holmes and moriarty motherfuckers.

"wait a second," she stops just towards the cooler and her blood runs cold. "i need to talk to you," she turns slowly and braces herself. chef nanami is adjusting the apron around his waist as he approaches her. his hair is brushed back smoothly and sleeves rolled up against his forearms. he stops at a respectable distance from her and they just stare at each other.

"yes chef?" she asks finally.

"last week, i lost my temper," he says calmly. "it was unprofessional of me to raise my voice at you," her heart is pounding. her ears are ringing and the apology catches the attention of riko, her fellow waitress. the girls eyes widen and she looks between the pair.

"oh," she forces out.

"it wasn't your fault that they were...," he thinks for a moment. "as obscene as they were,"

"thank you," she says, voice considerably more quiet.

"thank you for your hard work," he tips his head down and then as if he's changed his mind, he lowers his shoulders into a deep bow.

he walks back into the chaos and riko's jaw is dropped.

"did he just apologize?!" she almost shrieks.

#jjk #nanami kento #chef!nanami kento #satosugu #geto is the best pastry chef #gojo is a menace #justice for riko she's gonna be in my au #slow burn #jjk x reader

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sailtomarina · 1 year

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Are you ignoring me?

She was a no show again.

Three memos he had sent her over the past two weeks regarding their team project, one they had started a few months back and had already made significant progress on, and they still needed to finalize details before submission next week. Draco’s latest revisions received no replies. He sat alone the past couple of Mondays for their scheduled check-in, staring blankly at the empty conference table.

He could not figure out where everything had gone wrong. Not only were they now civil to one another, before the silence he would’ve ventured to consider them friends. Old grudges from their childhood were long buried and apologies made. They worked well together when required, and had even hung out outside of work with mutual enemies-turned-friends.

There was nothing else for it. He needed to confront the witch if she was going to keep avoiding him.

---

He found her deep in the archives. Sometimes, things never change.

“Are you ignoring me?”

She startled at his question and gasped at his closeness. It really was too easy to sneak up on her when she had her nose buried in a book. Her large brown eyes narrowed and she took a deliberate step back.

“And what if I am?”

“Why?”

Carefully returning the book to its shelf, she turned back to him with her arms crossed and scoffed. “Are you seriously asking me why?”

“I obviously just did.”

“Do you remember the last time we spoke?”

Draco thought back to their last lunch together. They had opted for a restaurant in Muggle London.

“The Japanese restaurant, right?”

She arched a brow and nodded. When he didn’t follow up with anything else, she huffed again and gestured for him to continue. “And?”

“…and…we ate some pretty good sushi?”

“Merlin. C’mon Malfoy, do you seriously not remember what happened? What you said?”

He scowled at several months of hard work sliding backwards with her returned use of his surname. What in bloody hell was she talking about? What he said?

She shifted in place as Draco continued to think, the silence of her waiting threatening to suffocate him. They had talked about a lot of things. That was just the nature of their conversations. Talk tended to flow naturally no matter the tone—while they once yelled insults at one another, they now just as passionately discussed magical theory. They could talk for hours without a lull.

Japanese cuisine. Traveling history. Favorite destinations. People they traveled with. Why they chose a Muggle restaurant…

His eyes widened in remembrance. They left their usual cafeteria because he had insisted on going somewhere else.

“Ah.”

“I take it you remember.”

“Astoria was at the cafeteria.”

“Yes, your ex-fiancée, which you didn’t tell me until late into our meal. A meal, might I remind you, was our first time eating out together.”

He was a colossal idiot. When he admitted to his reason for asking Hermione out to lunch, she had flinched. He noticed, but brushed it aside as nothing to worry about when she brought the topic back to their project.

His emotions must have played out across his face, because hers softened.

“I sometimes forget you’re not always as put together as you look. I have a bad habit of overreacting and not communicating properly. I shouldn’t have made assumptions about your intentions for asking me out.”

She was doing it again, just like she had done in the past multiple times with others. Putting herself down, expecting the worst. And he was the one who made her do it this time. He needed to get his shit together and make his feelings clear.

Stepping forward into her space once more, he extended a hand. Looking at him quizzically, she took it, gasping when he brought her fingers to his lips for a soft kiss.

“Hermione Granger, I would like nothing more than to take you out with intentions to woo you. Muggle, magical, home, abroad, anywhere with you is where I’d like to be. And I’m sorry for the way I asked you out the first time.”

She stood in complete shock, mouth open and hand still clasped in his own. The longer she stared at him, the more nervous Draco became. He quirked his lips in a nervous smile.

“Hermione?”

“I…I…” She blinked rapidly and yanked her hand back. His heart sank.

He could feel himself sinking. The welcoming pull of occlumency called to him, promising to deaden his disappointment, save him from the embarrassment of rejection. Then he felt pressure on his arm. Surfacing back to reality, he looked down at the hand grasping his jumper before focusing back on her.

“I’d like that.”

She was smiling. She flicked a curl behind her ear with her other hand, continuing to tightly cling to him with a look of…hope?

“How about dinner tonight then, my treat?” Was he pushing his luck asking so soon?

“Only if you agree to a follow-up dinner Friday night, my treat.” Her dark eyes twinkled at the prospect, and Draco couldn’t help but grin back in response.

“Deal.”

She laughed as he held his hand out for a shake. The moment she released him, he spun on his heel with a last retort over his shoulder, “And if you don’t reply to my revisions by the end of the workday you don’t get dessert.”

The indignant squeak behind him added an extra pep to his jaunt to the lift. Dinner tonight, huh? Perhaps something ridiculously spicy would liven Hermione up even more…

#dramione prompt #dramione #harry potter fanfiction #draco malfoy x hermione granger #hermione granger #draco malfoy #harry potter flashfic

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arileartist · 23 days

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hello! can i please request a drabble about Haruka Nanase where he stumbles upon an old friend of his childhood after years and he realized he liked her after all these years and he was the one to confess first and he goes on a date with the reader.

thank you so muchh 🫶 (sorry if it was confusing 😭)

Hehe~

One ask coming right up~

This is a oneshot cuz I am trying to find time here😭😭😭

Sorry if it's too short🥲🥲

“Ripples of my childhood”

(Haruka Nanase, a now renowned swimmer , has had many a trouble on his journey to his dream. Fragments of his past teenage years scattered everywhere, but still inside him, making up his present. Of course he was proud of himself, but tonight…. Just tonight…it felt like one of those fragments shone brightly in front of him. Her beautiful locks and unmistakable eyes caught his attention)

“Y/n?....” He whispered under his breath. He walked up to her, while she was sitting on a table in a corner, reading a book. She looked at him, surprised. Although it was clear that she didn't recognize him at all. “Yes? May I help you?” She responded kindly, yet, there was confusion in her eyes. She thought hard, that where has she seen those calming ocean eyes before….

“Y/n…. is your name right?” Haruka asked the girl. She nods, keeping her book aside. “Oh…yeah that would be me..” she looks a little embarrassed, because she too is trying hard to remember this dolphin like man. Wait…dolphin….? Dolphins…where had she heard that? She jumps up in surprise, making Haru stumble a little. “OMG!!! HARUKA NANASE?? FROM…FROM IWATOBI??” she exclaims. Haruka smiles and nods. “It's been a while…you've grown into a beautiful woman…” he says, happy to be reunited with an old acquaintance. “Please, join me!” She says, laughing. “So what brings you here?? How did you recognize me by the way? I thought I changed my appearance a lot!” She says. Haruka observes her carefully and then replies, “ah…those kind eyes of yours, I would recognise them anywhere…. Plus you were the only girl in the school with your accent. You weren't Japanese… but when I spoke to you right now, you have the same English accent as when I first spoke to you ... .I was sure after that…”.

The two chat away for a while, catching up with each other before Haruka receives a call. “Hmm…why is Rin calling me..” he ponders. Haruka gets up and looks at y/n. “I have to go…but..I liked talking to you” he said. Although he meant that he enjoyed catching up, it came out dangerously. “Oh-! Huh?? Uhmm.. Okay…I also liked talking to you …I guess…” y/n wasn't sure if Haru was trying to get her or if he was just messing up his English. Either way, she couldn't confirm as he had already walked away, phone in his hand. Y/n sits back on the chair and looks at him as he walks out of the restaurant, into the street. She stirs her drink gently and sighs. “What if he took a liking to me? After just one meeting too…jeez….”. Y/n finishes her drink, picks up her book and bag, walking out of the restaurant and heading off. Meanwhile, Haru is back in his apartment, going over the pictures of his middle school. “Oh…it was her…I totally mistook her for another girl…” he sighs. “It…could've been much worse”he says. Only he knew that he made a mistake. Y/n was not the girl Haru thought she was. He was thinking of someone else in his class, but thought that the girl's name is y/n. However…he didn't realise that y/n was actually someone completely different…. Someone that he once saw as a beautiful wave, gliding over the coast of a beach. Y/n, back in the day would be rather popular, and all of Haru's friends knew her. They'd easily go talk to her because she herself was shy, even though a lot of people liked her for one reason only. The reason why Haru was captivated by a girl for the first time in his life. They had a field trip that day, and in the end, they were visiting a waterfall. Of course, Haru sneaked off to swim in the cold, captivating water of the falls, only to find a beautiful girl already breaking the rule and beating him to it. She laughed and jumped in and out of the water like a wingfish. Haru was enticed by waterfalls and mesmerizing oceanic views, but this was something else…. His heart fluttered when she caught the sight of him. She immediately placed a finger on her lips. “Shhhh~ it's our secret ;)” she said.

Haru blushed at the memory and smiled. He took one last look at the class photo and traced his finger over her face. “She's become more mature…and even prettier now….” He thinks. He decided that the next day too, he would go to the restaurant, just to try his luck. Being a fickle thing, luck was definitely on his side as he spotted her sitting on the bar stool by the counter today. “Ugh…I'm too lazy to cook after coming back home from a day of University. Don't mind me groaning, grandma” she says. An old lady behind the counter laughs in response. “Well why don't ya hire a maid then?”she asks. Y/n shakes her head. “No, maids are rather expensive. Also I'll need to keep a watch on her. Who knows if she'll steal food or money while I'm not paying attention…. Too much work and all I wanna do is stay in bed and read my books” y/n says. Haruka smiles as he hears that. He gathers up the courage to bump into the conversation and walks towards the two near the counter. “Y/n, hi!” He greets. Surprised, she looks at him and smiles. “Hiii, you're here again today?” She asked. Haruka nods and smiles. “I actually wanted to find you…and I heard your conversation. If you don't mind… I can make dinner for you…(whispers) every time you want me to…” he says. “Hmm? Sorry I didn't catch the last part” y/n says. Haruka shakes his head and looks away. “Nothing…would you be interested in joining me for dinner from tomorrow?” He asks. Y/n is baffled by the offer. “Uhmm….I mean..” she stutters. The grandma laughs and walks into the kitchen, saying, “young girl, this is your chance. Take it or it might slip away~ (whispers) he seems like a good kid too~”. Y/n looks at Haruka and sighs. “Alright, sure why the heck not?” She replies, smiling. Haruka seems visibly happy. He blushes and takes her hand. “Hm?” Y/n hums, observing his actions. She smiles, “are you trying to actually make a move on me?”. Haruka blushes and retracts his hand. “Sorry…I was trying to…-” before he finishes his sentence, y/n winks at him and whispers,”don't worry, I won't tell anyone~ it'll be our secret ;)”. Haruka’s eyes go wide and he starts smiling. He holds her hand confidently and says, “y/n…can we be something like…friends? But…not friends..” Haruka tries to knit together a sentence that delivers his feelings, but funnily, to no avail. Y/n laughs and nods. “I catch ya~ here, I'll give you my number~” she says, handing Haruka her phone. As they sit down together at the counter for dinner, y/n sneaks in a question for him; “so, if you want, you can call this a date, right?”. Haruka spits out his food, coughing as he realises she hit his feelings right on spot. He blushes and looks away, making a pouty face. “Date…. Yes…” he murmurs. Y/n leans over teasingly and pokes his cheek. “Awwww, someone's shy~” she teases. Haruka, though frowning, knows that deep inside, this will be an adventure for him. One that he's curious about….

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