#lmao i have to go to the office tomorrow and idk how to sleep after a trailer

[anti-romantico]

[work trip] the boyz sangyeon

warnings: slow-burn, use of the word "daddy" idk if I should apologize for this one lmao, oral (f receiving), protected sex (I earned a cookie for this), hint of a second round

words: 3571

Working as an assistant wasn’t in your plans when you graduated, but as long as you could pay your bills with the salary without having to get another job, you were more than happy.

And it wasn’t like your boss was terrible or a creep. He was young, didn’t have kids, but always liked to spoil his friend’s, it was like his favorite hobby. 

You arrived at your desk 15 minutes before your usual time this morning. You didn’t know your driver was in such a rush, but you preferred to not ask and let him drive while you hold on for dear life.

— You’re early. — Your boss said, walking out of his office.

— My driver must have had something important to do after dropping me off. — You answered. — Good morning, Mr. Lee. — You bowed your head a little.

He softly smiled. — Good morning. Did you receive my email?

— Yes, you wanted to talk to me. — You confirmed.

And even though it wasn’t a question, Sangyeon nodded. — It was going to be later, but considering you still have 10 more minutes of freedom and that I’ll leave earlier. Come to my office, please.

You felt cold sweat all over your body. Did you mention he made you insanely nervous? And you knew the thoughts you sometimes had about him would be firing you in a second. 

You sat down on the chair in front of his desk and waited for him to talk. Sangyeon took off his blazer and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, and sat down on his own chair.

— Do you want water? — He suddenly asked. And you didn’t know if it was the nervousness, but you sensed a hint of mockery in his tone.

— No, thank you, Mr. Lee. — You said, looking away.

You heard him scoff. — Well, I wanted to talk to you because we received an invitation to an investors meeting in Gangmun. And although it will only be 3 meetings, it’s going to be a whole week. You can pack some swimsuits if you want. We are leaving on Friday.

And Friday arrived too fast for your liking. The organizers of this trip made sure his future investors traveled comfortably because your seats were first class and the hotel was 5 stars. 

Your room and Sanyeon’s were next to each other, and while you were unpacking, someone knocked on your door.

— Hi, I just got a call. Our first meeting is tomorrow morning, so that means you have the whole day free. — You nodded. — Oh. These were in my room, to let the hotel staff know you’re here as part of the trip. Pretty sure you’ll have courtesies. — Sangyeon grabbed your left arm and put on the white plastic bracelet. — And you have only one more replacement, so be careful. — He let it go.

— Thanks. So am I free to do anything today? — You asked, already making plans.

— I mean, yes, just don’t go to sleep late, the meeting is at 11am, right after breakfast. — You giggled, he was using the same tone he used with his friend’s kids.

— Right, thank you, Mr. Lee. — You smiled and waited for him to leave.

The next morning, you got up and took a bath. You were getting dressed when you released how hungry you were. You were almost ready when Sangyeon knocked on your door. 

— Slept well? — Was the first thing he asked when you opened your door.

— Yes, thank you, Mr. Lee. You too? — You asked, closing your door, making sure it was locked. 

— You can say that. I always have a difficult time sleeping the first night outside my home.

— That happened to me once, I just asked for more pillows. — You said. He called the elevator and nodded.

Breakfast was quiet. The restaurant was full of businessmen, and some even looked at both of you from time to time. None of them came accompanied by their assistant? You wanted to ask Sanyeon about it, but he was too immersed in his phone.

— Aren't you going to order, Mr. Lee? — You took him out of his thoughts.

— I only ordered a coffee, [Y/N], I'm not that hungry. — Sangyeon put away his phone and gave you his whole attention.

After his coffee and your fruit salad arrived, you casually talked about your plans for the next day. Not noticing everyone's eyes were on you two.

Not even in the meeting room you noticed the businessmen gossiping around, you just assumed they were talking about, well, business. 

The next day finally arrived, and room service was like your alarm to get off the bed. 

"Courtesy from the house" the bellman said. 

You sent Sangyeon a message to tell him you were having your breakfast in your room and that it would be ok for him to join, but he rejected the offer saying he was already having breakfast with some colleague at the restaurant. 

After finishing, you grabbed one of the bikinis you packed and got ready to enjoy the pool.

— Hi! — A voice called your attention when you were looking for your sunglasses.

A guy with black hair and tattoos was right in front of you. 

— Hi.

— I wasn't sure if you were the lady from the meeting room. I'm Kevin.

— [Y/N]. — You gazed over him, watching him sit down on the chair beside yours. — Are you an investor?

— I'm one of the organizers, actually. — You slightly panicked. — I wanted to talk to you yesterday, but you didn't seem to have a moment away from Mr. Lee.

— Yeah, he often forgets small but important details and I have to remind him.

— Oh, so you're his assistant? — Kevin sounded genuinely surprised.

— I am, is there a problem?

— No, I think it's smart of him to bring his assistant. Most of these men think they know everything and often humiliate themselves. 

— Tell me about it, in all the work trips I've been since I started to work for Mr. Lee, at least one man interrupts the head of the investors and ends up being kicked out of the meeting. 

— Oh I've seen it happen, it's really funny. Anyways, didn't mean to interrupt your free day, but let me take you for a drink or two. How about your next free day?

— The day after tomorrow? 

— Sure, I know those meetings can be exhausting, can't imagine how tired you end up. So, is it ok for you?

— Yeah, let me know the time.

You watched Kevin leave and finally got into the pool when he was out of your sight.

And he was right about the meetings. Businessmen always liked to show off their intelligence, thinking they knew more than the rest. Sangyeon would look at you from time to time, to make sure you weren't too tired.

— I can excuse you if you want to leave. — He whispered in your ear. You swallowed hard.

— And miss this? No way. — You whispered back, making him giggle. 

Your eyes then were caught by Kevin's, he was giving you a teasing look that left you feeling uneasy.

The next night, you dressed casually and went to the bar of the hotel. On your way to the elevator, you met Sangyeon and the colleague he had breakfast with the other day.

— Going somewhere special? — Sangyeon arched his brow when he saw how well dressed you were.

— Yeah, going to the bar, a friend invited me. — You didn't exactly want to tell him that one of the organizers invited you.

— That's great, have a good time, just don't forget…

— We have the last meeting tomorrow, I know. I won't come back late. — Sangyeon smiled and let you go. 

— How long have you been working with Mr. Lee. — Kevin asked, already three drinks in.

You sighed. — Two years, but I started in the archive until he realized I was acting like his assistant so he decided to hire me as such.

— Nice, starting from the bottom… — You laughed and nodded. — I'm going to say this before I get too drunk. I'm sorry if I make you uncomfortable.

— Why would you?

— Just me and my thoughts. They like to assume things. — You finished your drink and waited for him to talk. — I just thought you were either the wife or the affair. 

And fortunately you already swallowed your drink before he said those words because you would've choked. 

— Why would you think that?

—  I mean, he brought you. Investors usually come alone.

— What do you mean?

— We only sent one invitation. Not saying he has done it in the past, everyone does things differently, but in this case, we only invited him and he asked for permission to bring someone, all expenses on him, of course. 

You couldn't believe him. What if this wasn't the first time? 

After getting another drink and changing topics, you two decided it was time to go back and sleep. You were still talking in the elevator when it reached Kevin's floor. He said goodnight and left, leaving you with your thoughts. 

Once you got to your floor, you calmly walked to your door, but a voice in your head convinced you it was a good time for answers. 

You knocked Sangyeon's door and waited, getting no answer. You knocked again, impatiently.

— [Y/N], it’s late, what’s wrong? — Sangyeon finally opened his door.

— Why did you bring me?

— What?

— You’re paying for my room and my “courtesies”, you thought I wouldn’t know? 

Sangyeon moved to let you in his room. You walked in and waited beside him.

— What’s so wrong about it? — He said after closing his door.

— You lied to me! You told me I was also invited and that the organizers were paying for my food and such. I work for you, why would you do this?

— Ok, let’s get this straight. You don’t work for me, you work with me. Without you I would forget half of the stuff I have to do during the day, I needed you here.

— Are you sure about that? Was paying for such an expensive hotel room necessary?

— Yes. — You closed your mouth surprised.

— Wow, this is beyond unprofessional, Sangyeon. 

— I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable, but ever since you started working in the company you haven’t had proper vacations.

— How about you hire someone else and I find somewhere else to work? — You asked. You tried to open the door, but Sangyeon had his whole weight on his arms, stopping you. 

— Are you seriously quitting right now? 

You didn’t turn around. — No, unlike you, I’m a professional. I’ll finish this trip, enjoy my last days here. You’ll have my resignation letter on your desk by Monday. 

He sighed and let you go. He couldn’t sleep that night.

The next morning, you sent him a message saying you'll have your breakfast in your room, so he could go to the restaurant without you. And Sangyeon thought you’d also miss the meeting, but you were waiting for him outside the meeting room.

— It’s not necessary, [Y/N], I'm pretty sure this meeting will be a recap of the other two. — Sangyeon said in a lower voice, not wanting the other businessmen to hear him.

You sighed. — Ms. Kim only invited the investors she was truly interested in working with. 

Sangyeon bit his lower lip fighting the urge to laugh. — I told you I needed you here. 

— Meeting is about to start, Mr. Lee. — You said, ignoring the butterflies in your stomach when you heard those words.

After the meeting, you waited for him to finish talk with Ms. Kim. You got distracted with the beautiful view the meeting room had. Sangyeon called your name after some minutes and you followed him, saying goodbye to Ms. Kim.

— Well, — Sangyeon and you stopped at your door. — Our flight is on Sunday.

— I know. See you then. — You opened your door and looked at him.

— I really hope you reconsider what you said last night. I promise this won’t happen again. 

— See you on Sunday, Mr. Lee. 

You were in the pool enjoying the warm water. The businessmen were already leaving. You noticed when Kevin was checking out. “I just thought you were either the wife or the affair” his words made echo in your head. God, who else thought that about you. He looked in your direction and waved goodbye. You smiled and waved back.

— May I? — Sangyeon’s voice made you turn around.

You shrugged and kept swimming, ignoring that he took off his shirt. After 5 minutes of complete silence, you sat on the edge of the pool and turned your head to talk to him.

— Was this the first time you did it? — You asked.

— What? Paying for a whole hotel room, first class flights, food and all-access bracelets for you? — He answered in a sarcastic tone. 

— And you still want me to work for you? — You turned your body this time.

— Of course. I know I should’ve told you, but would you have agreed to go all those times knowing I was paying for you? — You stayed silent. — Listen, if you decide to still work with me — Sanyeon made emphasis on the “with”. — I’ll still pay for you, you already do half of my job, just take it as a way to thank you. 

You got up and walked to the chair where your towel was. — Did you know some of those businessmen thought I was your wife or even your mistress? And I’m sure it’s not the first time people think that.

— I don’t know why people would think that, [Y/N], we don’t behave like a couple at all. Also, if it’s not true, why are you so worried? 

You stopped your tracks and turned around. — You don’t get it, do you? It has nothing to do with how we act, it’s you paying every single penny for me on these business trips that I shouldn't even be on. 

— Like I said, I’ll still pay for you if you decide to stay on the boat, and it’ll be the same with the next assistant. — Sangyeon got up and walked to you.

— Then I still stand by my decision to give you my resignation letter on Monday. — He was so close you could feel his breath. 

— We make such an amazing team, you have a good salary, I pay for your vacations. I don’t think you’ll be able to find another job like this one.

— Am I your assistant or your sugar baby, Sangyeon?

— I don't know, which one do you want to be?

— You're not implying that…

— It's your decision, pretty.

You didn't care how you looked, you were tired of fighting your inner you to look like a big girl for once. — Do you want me to be only your sugar baby? 

And Sangyeon loved the change of aura. — How about we have this very important conversation in my room. 

If walls could talk, you were sure Sangyeon's room would gasp before such a scene.

You were under him, hungrily kissing, both of your hands were held over your head with one hand of his while his free hand was exploring every inch of your naked skin, sending shivers from your spine to your cunt.

— Is here where you want me, pretty? — He asked in your ear, running his middle and index fingers over your clothed pussy. — Would you allow me to taste you?

— Please… I… 

Sangyeon let your arms go and got down on you, pulling down your bikini bottom. — Tell me if you want me to stop.

He started to lick, as if he was testing the waters. When you didn't show any type of discomfort, he continued by opening your folds with his fingers and finally giving your wet pussy a hard lick that made you moan really loud.

And he didn't give you a moment to breathe, he was sucking on your clit and toying with it with his tongue.

— Fuck… Daddy… please… — You sighed, pulling his hair.

— Are you close, pretty? — He said against your cunt.

You nodded and grabbed the pillows that were beside you before grabbing his face and pulling him to you. — Do you have condoms? 

Sangyeon kept fingering you. — I'm so glad they didn't go to waste this time. 

You giggled when you saw him rush to his backpack and take two metallic envelopes.

And you thought you were finally going to see his dick when he got back to the bed, but before you could say a word, he was back on your pussy, spreading your legs open to finish the job. You had to push him when he kept eating you out after you had your orgasm. 

— Do you remember how you just called me? — Sangyeon asked, taking out one of the condoms and rolling it down on his hard cock. 

— I don't think so. — You playfully said, sighing when you felt his tip against your entrance. 

— Make some memory because I want to hear it more often. 

The whole room was filled with moans, grunts and wet sounds. Your arms were back over your head while your tongues were fighting. You threw your head back with another loud moan when he brushed the spot.

— Right there, daddy. — You whined, hugging his hips with your legs. 

Sangyeon's hips took control and kept ramming against you, making the bed squeak.

Your juices were dripping to the bed, letting you know you were close. — Daddy… — You couldn't finish your sentence, you felt your whole body burning. Sangyeon kissed you and massaged your clit, receiving all your moans in his mouth. 

— Give it to me, pretty. Cum for me. — His grip on your wrists was deadly, there will be marks the next morning. 

You felt how you teared your throat with how loud you moaned while cumming. Sangyeon cummed right after with how tight your pussy was squeezing him.

After five minutes of cleaning yourselves, you went to the bathroom to pee while he was looking for something for you to wear.

— Do you know my room is next to yours, right? — You said, sitting down on his bed.

— Do you promise you'll come back? — He grabbed you by the chain and made you look up.

— Why wouldn't I come back? — Sangyeon gave you a sweet kiss and let you go, getting in the bathroom.

You went to your room to change clothes and pack all your things, leaving everything ready for the next morning. 

Once you were in your pajamas, you went to Sangyeon's room. He was already laying down waiting for you.

— Are you hungry? — He asked. He was now wearing sweatpants, but didn't bother to wear a shirt. And the slight tent under the pants gave you a hint that he also didn't have underwear on. 

— Kind of. — You crawled through the bed to him and straddled him.

— Do you want me to order something? — His hand shamelessly massaged your butt.

— I think we have a conversation pending, Mr. Lee. — You said before kissing his neck.

— Are you sure you want to have that conversation like this? Fuck… — You licked his neck all the way to his ear. — I don't want you to be my sugar baby, [Y/N]. — You stopped, but didn't move. — I want to start a romantic relationship with you. 

Your soul came back to your body, made you laugh. You hit him on his chest. — Is it too hard to ask me to be your girlfriend? 

Sangyeon pulled you to kiss you. — And about the job… 

— You already know my position on that. — You answered, intertwining your fingers with his.

— You said it yourself. You're a professional, but if you consider you can't separate our relationship at work, then I'll respect your decision.

— What about the rest of the workers?

— I'm the one signing the checks, pretty, if they want to doubt on the position you are in, then they can have a word with me.

The next morning, you turned off your alarm and stretched your body without opening your eyes. You giggled when you felt Sangyeon's lips on the skin of your back.

— Morning, pretty. — His raspy and deep voice made you clench around nothing.

You turned your body and kissed him. — Morning, handsome. 

— Call me cheesy, but it's my first night here sleeping the whole night. — Sangyeon kissed you again, pulling one of your legs over his waist.

You felt his morning wood and bit his lower lip, making him groan. — Do you have any plans for today? — You said over his lips.

— Enjoying this really comfortable bed with my girlfriend. — His hips buckled up, brushing his erection on your stomach. — And I was thinking of rescheduling our flight and staying a few more days.

Your hand traveled inside of his pajama pants and started massaging him. — That sounds lovely, but I don't think we have enough condoms for that.

— I can still order more. — His fingers pulled down your shorts and underwear before reaching for the condom that he left over the nightstand last night. 

You helped him with it and guided him to your entrance, feeling a pinch of pain for the lack of preparation. 

— How long do you want to stay? — Sangyeon asked over your lips, thrusting into you.

— How about you make me cum and then we can talk about anything you want? — Your finger dug in his back, leaving marks.

#kpop smut #the boyz smut #the boyz sangyeon smut #sangyeon smut #the boyz hard hours #sangyeon hard hours #the boyz sangyeon hard hours

[noelledeltarune]

As a mario enjoyer I’m curious abt ur interpretation of the bros origins. This isn’t rlly asking what is canon cuz the series doesn’t rlly prioritize continuity and it’s all debatable etc. Personally I have a vague timeline in my head and I like to draw from pretty much all mario media but sometimes that makes contradictions. A lot of mario media has mario from new york (new donk?) and then ends up in the mushroom kingdom through a warp pipe. In yoshi’s island it seems his parents live in the mushroom kingdom though. And in partners and time baby mario and luigi are there during the shroob invasion in the past. I love partners in time a lot but I also rlly like mario being a new yorker so it’s hard to have my cake and eat it too. I guess he could be born in the mushroom kingdom then move to NY then come back? I’m not too sure. I’d like to know your take on it.

SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TO GET TO THIS. yeah i'm gonna be honest my take is sort of vague and meaningless because as a kid i just wanted every single thing to take place in one universe. and i sucked at making that happen. to me it sort of went like, they were delivered / born / whatever in yoshi's island to their parents. then those guys were like wait these arent our kids. then they were delivered to their actual parents or whatever (i have never really played yoshi's island i'm sorry) and they lived there for a couple of years and probably spent a lot of time with peach / around the castle because i figure if kamek was aware of the whole star children thing it's likely that at least some people in the mushroom kingdom would want them there for that. and mario has fought bowser a couple of times as a baby so who knows.

then after partners in time rolls around their parents who were sort of letting them hang around the castle went ermmmm actually nvm. we are going to brooklyn 1990 because it is Much Safer There. [looks into the camera like in the office]. and then they kind of lived in new york city for 20 years before getting dragged back to the mk in a tragic plumbing accident. even though i know they love their jobs as plumbers and are genuinely passionate about it i will admit that i like to think that mario wanted to go into paramedicine or nursing and luigi to university for aerospace engineering or something but it wasn't really feasible for them before the great eeby deebing 😔

i honestly don't really know how i imagine their parents, a lot of people have really lovely designs and concepts for them, and there's been a lot more stuff on them since the mario movie came out and gave people these dubiously canon characters to work with, but they just don't come up much in my mind. i don't want to be like "they died 💀" but also like mario and luigi are in their mid 20s and if they somehow ended up in the mushroom kingdom i figure their parents would also be able to go back there. but then you think about like the whole deal with the cartoons how the way between worlds was sealed and stuff and it just gets confusing to try and make everything work 😭

sorry i'll probably be able to come up with something more reasonable tomorrow after i sleep and give it some proper thought but i think in general i just have the skeleton of a timeline LMAO

delivered by stork yoshi's island style -> partners in time happens -> I Am Not Letting My Babies Fight Aliens We Are Going To New York City -> WHUH OH! PLUMBING EVENT GONE WRONG???!?!?! [NOT CLICKBAIT] -> basically every other game.

it's also a little tough to balance because judging by PiT they seem like they would have known or have learned at some point that they like. are actually from the mushroom kingdom and stuff. which idk how you'd explain that to your kids but whatever

there are honestly a couple of ways i imagine their backstory, like saying oh they fell into a warp pipe themselves while exploring baby style after PiT and were adopted and raised in brooklyn or just going oh they have their own room in the castle in PiT so they probably lived there as kids or just saying they were just born in brooklyn and ended up in the mk like in the the cartoons and ignoring yoshi's island and PiT but none of them are very cohesive or really make much of a difference in how i imagine their characters yknow?

i have the same dilemma as you because i also love mario being a new yorker but parnters in time is my favourite M&L game

don't worry though once get really into mario again i'm sure my favourite scenario will come to me in a prophetic vision. and then i will get back to you 🔥💯‼️

#talk tag #ask tag #sorry idk how coherent is i'm just experiencing the 4 am chattiness that plagues us all #(<- only a me problem)

[buckactuallys]

at this rate i’m gonna have to take every tuesday off work

#lmao i have to go to the office tomorrow and idk how to sleep after a trailer #so how am i supposed to work after an entire episode of THIS #thinking of the work day after i watched what’s your grievance LMAO i got nothing done at all #that’s gonna be me every tuesday now #p

[tendouluvr]

not telling them you’re pregnant - f!reader

- fluff, sliiiight angst maybe

- characters: suna, sakusa, semi

- warnings: pregnancy (i don’t go into detail of giving birth or anything), cravings, morning sickness aka throwing up, two mention of the act of sex in semi’s, some cursing

- wc: 1.4k, 888, 946

a/n: it’s f!reader cuz pregnancy but there’s no specific pronouns/gendered terms used

also idk how suna got so long, he was the last one i wrote for bc i couldnt think of anything lmao

[2. iwaizumi, atsumu, kageyama]

SUNA

#! suna has been practicing late into the night the past few weeks

#! there’s a big game coming up and the entire team is feeling the pressure and adrenaline from the crunch time

#! you haven’t been feeling too good lately, a lot heavier and more tired than usual

#! thinking it was just stress from work and the missing presence of your boyfriend, you pushed through it and thought it would go away in the next few days

#! unfortunately, luck wasn’t on your side and you started to get sudden needs to throw up

#! it didn’t take you long to realize why your physical and mental drive have been down lately

#! you’re pregnant

#! or you believe you are

#! you bought a few tests, some of different brands so you can have a variety, and headed home to confirm your suspicion

#! a few minutes later, staring back at you was multiple positive symbols and the bolded ‘PREGNANT’s

#! taking a few deep breaths, you decided to tell suna tonight once he comes home

#! you thought it was better to let him know as soon as possible

#! it wouldn’t hurt anyone plus the faster you rip the bandaid off, the easier it’ll be to deal with it

#! so you waited

#! and waited

#! until 11pm that night, when suna finally came through the front door

#! “tarō! how was practice? can we talk?” you hurriedly greeted him

#! he was taken aback, not expecting you to be right beside him and in his ear as soon as he came in

#! of course you weren’t, you made sure to put some space in between you and him

#! but suna was stressed and tired, so everything is intensified to him at the moment

#! “can you back up?” he mumbled, pushing his way from in front of you to walk to the kitchen

#! “oh, sorry. can we talk?” you sheepishly smiled, hoping he would say yes

#! you’re not blind, you can tell that suna was tired but you really didn’t wanna put this off

#! you were just gonna tell him, he gets surprised, you both talk it out, and then go to bed and continue figuring things out tomorrow morning

#! but before any of that can happen, suna bluntly told you, “no. i’m tired. i’m sure whatever it is isn’t a big deal. can it be tomorrow? i wanna sleep.”

#! you didn’t get to answer before he was already walking away to the bedroom

#! understanding where he was coming from, you mentally agreed to talk to him tomorrow. one day wouldn’t change anything and you’ve seen plenty of people not tell their partners until a few weeks in

#! he was right, it wasn’t a big deal (yet)

#! so you waited until tomorrow

#! and waited

#! and once again, he came home late

#! “hey! can we quickly talk, babe?”

#! “i’m tired. tomorrow, okay?”

#! “oh, okay. night, rin!”

#! “g’night.”

#! night came and there was still no talk

#! this continued on for about 2 weeks, you finally choosing to not care anymore and just let him find out whenever he finds out

#! technically, you could’ve just blurted out a simple, “i’m pregnant.” any point during your nightly five seconds conversations

#! but seeing that he really was tired, springing it onto him would either put him in a full body shock for three days or he just doesn’t fully process your words until three days after

#! a month has passed, your stomach was still barely showing like most women at their one month mark

#! you decided to book an appointment for a checkup, it’ll be while suna’s at practice

#! and that doctor appointment was the exact reason suna found out

#! he was at practice when komori entered the gym

#! he had a doctor’s appointment for his annual checkup, and that’s where he saw you

#! you didn’t see komori, busy reading the directory to find your way to the right office

#! but he saw you on the way out. seeing that you looked a bit busy, he chose not to greet you and just quickly walk to his car lmao why is this funny to me

#! entering the gym, he greeted everyone and apologized for his tardiness even though it was excused

#! walking up to suna, he tapped him on the shoulder and quietly told him, “i saw yn at the hospital earlier. it’s been awhile since we all got together huh, they looked a bit different.”

#! ok so komori, being the smart person he is, deducted that you were pregnant when he saw your finger pointing at the ob/gyn office

#! and he genuinely thought suna knew so his comment was suppose to be a small joke that was meant to tease suna and his sex life

#! suna, however, was confused

#! look different? did you get surgery?

#! “what do you mean?”

#! komori rolled his eyes and gave a sweet smile at suna, “congrats you two! when were you gonna tell the rest of us?”

#! suna: 👨‍🦲 huh

#! “are you guys not pregnant?” he blinked at suna’s frozen reaction

#! suna became unresponsive so komori just walked away mumbling to himself about being sure he read the sign right

#! a loud whistle blew and it shook suna out of his daze, everyone got ready to play a practice game of 3 vs 3 while suna ran over to the coach

#! “hey coach, um i think there’s an emergency at home. can i go? ok thanks.”

#! his coach just stares after him as he sprints off, you think? is there an emergency or not?

#! suna quickly drove home, he may or may not have speed a little, and entered the apartment

#! “yn? baby?” he called out only to be greeted back with silence

#! probably still at the hospital....what were you doing there? he thought to himself while rummaging around the house to find anything that could give him somewhat of an idea

#! he was digging around in the bedroom when you came home, his head so frenzied he didn’t hear the front door open

#! but you heard the ruckus from the bedroom and immediately went into fight or flight

#! panicking, you took out your phone to call suna while quietly opening the front door to make your way back out before the intruder catches you

#! the phone rang and rang until it was picked up. “suna?” you whisper-yelled into the speaker. you had a habit of calling him by his last name when you were freaking out. he noticed and was equally alarmed

#! “what’s wrong?” he whispered back just as panicked

#! “there’s someone in our apartment. can you come home?”

#! “huh? oh, are you home?” he cackles into the phone speaker making you move the phone away from your ear, “it’s me, sweets, c’mere.”

#! you warily walked on your tiptoes over to your bedroom, peeking your head in and what a surprise, it is suna

#! “jackass! why are you home?!”

#! “why didn’t you tell me?” he cut straight to the point

#! “huh?”

#! “you’re pregnant. when were you gonna tell me?” his voice sounding stern, but the quiet smile dancing on his face tells a different story

#! “i tried.”

#! “huh? what do you mean?”

#! “all those times i asked if we could talk. i was trying to tell you.”

#! his heart dropped, eyebrows furrowing, while he stared you down

#! suna became unresponsive once again, standing there trying to think back to the first time you asked him

#! two weeks ago

#! “i’m sorry,” he quietly whispers

#! “hm? i..it’s fine....i was a bit sad, but i’m over it. at least you know now,” you casually shrugged it off like it wasn’t a big deal

#! “no. i shouldn’t have pushed you aside like that. even if you weren’t pregnant, even if you had just wanted to tell me about some stupid video you saw that day, i shouldn’t have told you off. i’m sorry, i love you a lot and you deserve so much better.”

#! “tarō, shut up. i accept your apology and i forgive you, now make it up to me by giving me a back massage while i show you the ultrasound pictures!”

#! he kisses you before lifting you up bridal style making his way to the bed

SAKUSA

#! contrary to popular beliefs, sakusa is not an obsessive germaphobe who finds everything disgusting but you

#! he wouldn’t be playing volleyball if he was that afraid of germs,,,,,

#! yes, he cringes if random little kids grab onto him after games because 1) he’s drenched in sweat and that feeling is not fun

#! 2) he doesn’t even know themmm

#! and 3) he wanna go home

#! but sakusa loves you and if you happened to get pregnant, he would love your kid(s) just the same

#! however, he never told you this. he never really had a reason to voice this out loud

#! so when you actually did get pregnant, you were confused

#! the only interactions between sakusa and kids you’ve seen multiple times were the moments between him and his fans

#! you guys have been to family parties and his nieces, nephews, and cousins looooves him

#! maybe it’s the fact that he’s a tall looming giant and they just want to climb

#! but besides those moments, you don’t recall him ever telling you upfront that he wants children of his own

#! and the constant stress and pressure he always seem to be working around also doesn’t help reassure you in any way

#! being an athlete for a living means always watching your body, health, and looks for the cameras (but omi could care less about the last thing)

#! he also has to make sure whether or not he’s working well with his teammates, practice and improve on anything he’s having problems with, and deal with atsumu’s dramatic ass

#! you’re an overthinker and because of that, all of these reasons were just reasons for you to postpone the pregnancy news to your long term boyfriend

#! it wasn’t too hard anyway, considering practice runs late sometimes and he’s busy majority of the time doing other stuff

#! when you guys do have alone time together, you both are so focused on one another that you actually forget that you’re pregnant and you never told him

#! you’re about to hit the three months mark now — time goes by fast — and sakusa has noticed you and your body changing

#! at first he just thought you were going through a phase of cravings and a bit of bloating, so he didn’t mention it and just let you be

#! he never got to witness you getting morning sickness because he goes on early runs or he was just out doing morning errands so he wouldn’t have to deal with it later that day

#! so when he caught you in the kitchen cutting up a lemon, the last thing he was expecting you to do was bring the lemon directly up to your mouth

#! “uh, what are you doing?” his deep voice caught you off guard, effectively stopping the hand that was holding the lemon

#! you just stare at him, not wide-eyed, not surprised, just stare

#! “eating a lemon.”

#! “i can see that.... why exactly?”

#! “dunno, the baby i guess.” you casually shrugged it off before popping the lemon slice into your mouth

#! “ah-,” he opened his mouth to stop you from eating the lemon, your words not fully processing in his mind, but cut off midway and froze when he finally realized

#! hearing him pause like that made you suddenly remembered that you never told him you were pregnant

#! you slowly turned back to look at him, mouth still slowly chewing the lemon slices

#! a moment of silence later, he unfreezes and just starts stiffly walking towards you

#! he grabbed you by the shoulders, made you look him in the eyes, before whispering, “you’re pregnant?!”

#! “y-yes..”

#! his eyes were wide, black pupils expanding as he stared you down, his lips slowly curving into a small smile

#! “you’re pregnant....,” he whispers, mainly to himself, hugging your head into his chest

#! “mhm, get off me i’m trying to eat,” you gently pushed him off but he wouldn’t budge

#! “omiiii please, if you get off i’ll give you a slice,” you tried bribing him. he couldn’t tell if you were being serious or just teasing

#! “no.”

#! “um ok, two slices?”

#! “no.”

#! “omi!”

#! he giggles before opening his arms to let you go

#! “why didn’t you tell me?”

#! you didn’t reply right away, making him start to overthink

#! did you not want the baby? or did you not want a kid with him? did you not want to be with him anymore? or was it not his?!

#! he childishly shakes his head side to side at the last question. he knew you wouldn’t do that

#! but you were still silent, making him nervously glance at you from the side

#! “sorry, piece of lemon stuck in my teeth. i just forgot to tell you,” the words easily flowing out of your mouth nonchalantly

#! sakusa’s fingers were literally about to start twitching from anxiousness beside you

#! a sigh of relief was heard from him and you turned to look at him

#! “you okay?”

#! he doesn’t answer, just gives you a smile and goes back to hugging you from behind

SEMI

#! you were currently sitting on the couch in your shared apartment waiting for semi to come home

#! he’s been on tour for a few months now, you both kept in touch by facetiming, texting, calling, and any other methods of virtual communication

#! you would tune into the live recording of all of his performances when you had time so you could watch him

#! a few weeks into tour, you suddenly felt different than usual but shook it off as nothing and probably just you missing your boyfriend

#! you believed that until one morning you were woken up by the sudden urge to throw up, dashing to the restroom as fast as your drowsy body can go

#! it was then that you realized you might be pregnant

#! the night before semi left, you both had sex to enjoy your last few hours together before he had to leave for a few months

#! with the new realization, you quickly dressed yourself to make a short trip to the store to pick up some tests

#! after half an hour of looking at yourself in the mirror, trying to wrap your head around this, you finally opened the first box

#! a few minutes later, all 5 tests were lined up on the bathroom counter showing positive

#! you stared at the tests, trying to make sure you weren’t reading it wrong

#! once you began to understand the responsibility of being pregnant a few hours later, you made a mental note to go out and buy some food for yourself the next day

#! you decided to sleep off the rest of that day

#! through all of the facetime calls with semi, you never once told him you were pregnant

#! you knew that if you told him he would freak out and either demand to go back home, or stay but all of his attention would be on you being pregnant alone at home for the rest of the tour

#! so here you are now, sitting with a 4 1/2 months baby bump waiting for your beloved to come home

#! it was around 6pm when the front door opened, sounds of shuffling bags and heavy steps could be heard from the musician

#! he cursed under his breath when he almost tripped over a duffle bag with some of his loungewear, calling out for you as he walks further into the apartment, “baby? i’m home!”

#! he was about to speak up again when he saw you asleep on the couch

#! bouncing his way over, he got onto his knees at the edge of the couch to observe your face. god i miss you, he thought to himself

#! he gently shakes you awake, you jolted in surprise not knowing you fell asleep in the first place

#! “hmm- what?,” soft murmurs falling from your lips as you adjusted your eyes at your surrounding

#! “eita!” he grinned at you, both of you pulling each other into a hug

#! “fuck, i miss you so much.” he whispered into your ears before placing his face into your neck

#! “i miss you more.” you tightened your grip around him making him move up on the couch to get more comfortable

#! you both moved around until he had you cradled in between him, your back against his chest

#! his hands going under your his shirt to caress you there when his movements stopped right on top of your stomach

#! it was silent as his warm hands rubbed your stomach in circles, the gears turning in his head

#! “are you- you feel- why’s your tum so round and hard?” he quizzically asked, still rubbing your stomach

#! “pregnant.” your voice a low whisper, he almost didn’t catch it

#! “what?”

#! “pregnant.” you repeated, a bit louder this time

#! “huh?”

#! “pregnant!” you sighed, moving his hand so you can get off of him

#! he grabs your wrist to stop you from walking away and turns you to look at him

#! “you’re pregnant?!”

#! “i just said that. yes.”

#! you knew you sounded blunt and a bit mean, it wasn’t his fault he doesn’t know at all, but your hormones have been making you crankier and it’s out of your control

#! “sorry. yes, i’m pregnant.”

#! his eyes continuously darts up and down from your eyes to your bump

#! “how long?”

#! “since you left.”

#! “was it the night before?” he was referring to your act of intimacy the night before he left

#! “yea.”

#! “wow. why didn’t you tell me?”

#! “because.”

#! “‘cuz what?”

#! “because i know you. you would either stop touring and come home, or stay but lose focus. i was just trying to not distract you because i know how important your career is to you. and because i thought that you’ll be having a six months break after this tour before your next comeback, i would tell you when you came home. i’m sorry if you’re ma-,”

#! “i’m not mad. oh don’t cry, babe, look at me.”he carefully cups your face, “it’s okay, it’s okay. i get why you kept it from me. and now that i have no schedule for the next six months, i can be there for you until the end of your pregnancy and the beginning of our baby’s life alright?”

#! you weakly nodded against his palms, and he brings you back down to lay your head on his chest as you both softly talk about the past months without each other

#triple s hell yeah! #maybe part 2 w iwa #written with love - ar #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #hq x reader #suna rintarou #suna x reader #suna scenarios #suna imagines #suna angst #suna fluff #sakusa x reader #sakusa kiyoomi #sakusa scenarios #sakusa imagines #sakusa angst #sakusa fluff #semi x reader #semi eita #semi scenarios #semi imagine #semi angst #semi fluff #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu angst #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu!!

[moral-turpitudes]

Trust Issues:

Trigger Warnings: Lil bit of /implied/ Smut, Fluff, Angst, Fighting, Swearing, Blood, basically everything that makes the Peaky Blinders the Peaky Blinders.

Word Count: A lot...5,447 (I’ll be adding it to the masterlist under requested fics because it’s long as hell lmao)

Characters: Finn Shelby x Female!Reader

Request: “Hey can you make one with Finn where they dating for some time but the Shelby family doesn't know much about her/her family so they don't trust her but them she receves a black hand and Luca goes after her trying to get her to betray the family and she pretends to agree just to tell them a Luca is up to and just how her relashionship becomes better with then and how Finn just love her more and more. angst/fluff maybe smut idk”

Requested by: Anon

Summary: Y/N worries Finn’s family won’t trust her, but she gains it in an unexpected way.

“I’ve told you a hundred times Finn, your family doesn’t like me! It’s no secret.” Y/N stated, pacing around her room that Finn ventured to almost every night.

“They do too! They’re just...horrible at trusting people really. That’s all.” He said, stopping her from frantically pacing by placing his arms around her when she got close to him.

“Let me go!” She yelled, giggling as he picked her up and placed her on the bed. 

He hovered over her like so many nights before, kissing her neck as she whimpered quietly in her barren apartment. His hands trailing down to her hips as she pulled him closer, their movements slowly breaking her out of her worries.

“When you-“ Y/N began, but was interrupted by Finn kissing her passionately.

“Stop worrying. We’re seeing them tomorrow whether you want to or not. They know how important you are to me, they just haven’t gotten to know you that well yet.” He said, continuing his actions as she moaned into his lips as his hands traveled further down.

Later that night, they lied there tangled in each other’s arms. Breathing ragged as they came down from their high.

“Can you believe we’ve been dating for a year, love?” He asked, looking up at the aging ceiling.

“Dating in secret for 6 months, dating in public for the other 6, it doesn’t feel like a year.” She said tersely.

Finn sighed as she spoke, preparing himself for another mini-lecture.

“My family can be a bit much Y/N, I’m sorry I kept you a secret from them for so long. There’s just...a lot of things about them that are-“ He started before Y/N interrupted him.

“Dangerous. I know.” She said sighing as she cuddled into his chest.

“Yeah. You’re not on their bad side, but it’s easy to get there, so I just wanted to keep you safe. Those 6 months were some of the scariest of my life so far. I just didn’t want you to get hurt.” He said, kissing the top of your head.

She turned to him, not saying a word as she looked into his eyes. They were so bright and full of hope despite the things he’s seen, making her wonder how long it would be until they turned cold and sinister like his brothers.

“I love you, Finn. I really do.” She said, pecking him on the lips before lying back down to sleep.

“I know.” He said, settling down beside her, hoping tomorrow would go well.

The next morning, the mail man came by dropping off various letters, waking them from their slumber as he banged on the door.

Finn shot up, looking to see Y/N still asleep as he went to see who it was.

He grabbed his hand gun after he put on his pants, and quietly walked to the door.

“Hello sir! Good morning. Here’s the mail for Miss Y/L/N.” He said cheerfully.

“Thank you.” He said, his nerves calming as he tucked the gun in his pocket, out of sight of the man.

As he waved the man off and closed the door, he heard his girlfriend’s footsteps lightly coming down the stairs.

“Finn? Who was that? Is everything okay?” She asked, pulling her robe around her nude body tightly.

“Yeah, just the mail.” He said, running his hands through the mass of hair on his head. He hadn’t told her the terrible news yet, but he figured bringing her to the family meeting would suffice.

He watched as she rummaged through various letters from her loved ones in London, knowing she’d probably spend hours writing back as she missed them terribly. Her job at a children’s charity office had forced her to move out to Small Heath after all.

As he watched, he saw her pick up a small letter that had intricate writing on it.

Y/N’s brow furrowed as she didn’t recognize the persons handwriting.

And when she opened it, she only grew more confused as she stared at the black handprint stamped on the white paper.

“What’s this?” She asked, raising it up to him. He crossed the room in a flash and tugged the letter from her hand.

“We have to go.” He said quickly, angrily.

“Finn, wait! We have to get dressed are you mad?!” She yelled, panicking internally.

Finn stopped near the front door and pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance, realizing he almost went to a family meeting half dressed, and leaving his girlfriend to meet them in a robe.

“Right. Ok, we have to be quick. C’mon.” He said leading her back upstairs so they could change.

Once done, they ran down the stairs, Y/N grabbing the letter and shoving it in her pocket as they went out the door.

Meanwhile at the shop, Tommy paced and checked his pocket watch as the family waited for Finn, knowing he’d probably bring his girlfriend in with him.

“So you’re telling me this fucking black hand is from the Changretta’s, Tom?” John asked, his face flushing with anger as he slammed the letter on his desk.

“Yes. They’re here and they’re taunting us. But I can’t talk about that until everyone’s here alright?”

“Oi he’s probably just fucking his, girlfriend they’ll be here soon. She has no ties to us besides Finn. They wouldn’t go after him or her, he’s not as involved.” Arthur said.

“Not yet. I know how he works. He’s going to try to run this family into the ground if we let him.” Tommy said, lighting a cigarette as the shop doors flew open, Finn practically dragging Y/N through the lobby and into the room.

“What the fuck is this Tommy! Why’s he coming for her eh?” He said grabbing the letter from her hand roughly and tossing it on his desk.

“Finn, Y/N...nice of you to join us. Everyone sit down.” He said walking in front of his desk and leaning against it.

“Why is he coming for her? Can we trust her?” Linda asked, earning a cold look from Finn.

“Shut it Linda. Yes you can trust her for gods sake, leave the poor girl alone.” Ada said.

“Since I got this letter personally may I speak? Or do I have to be pregnant or married to one of you to do so?” Y/N remarked snidely, annoyed at Linda’s assumptions. Polly smirked as she sipped her tea nervously. Tommy raised an eyebrow and nodded for her to continue, not expecting her to join in on things so quickly.

The room fell silent as she clutched Finns hand nervously.

“I know I’m not liked around here. You have no reason to like me and I’m not going to beg for anyone’s approval, but I want you to know you can trust me. I love Finn, and I’d never put him and your family in harms way, and to my knowledge he wouldn’t do so either. I can’t even begin to tell you how I got that letter, but before you call me out again, Linda. I’d like to ease some of your all’s suspicions.” She said, shifting in her seat.

“I’ve met you all a fair amount of times in the last 6 months. During that time I’ve had to readjust to a new job and move away from my family who are in London, and they have no ties to whatever the hell’s going on, therefore they don’t have ties to me either. I swear you can trust me.” She said, feeling her heart rate sky rocketing.

“Do you know about Luca Changretta?” Tommy asked, rubbing a cigarette along his lip before lighting it and taking a drag.

“No. I’ve never heard that name in my life.” She stated.

“Well, I’ve called you all here today because that is one of the men who sent us all black hands. Everyone got one, and that means he knows where we live, he most likely knows where we are at all times.” Tommy said.

“I’m going to have eyes on you until this is over, but I need you all to promise me something.” He said, putting out his cigarette in the tray on his desk.

“Promise what Thomas?” Polly asked, putting her tea down and crossing her arms.

“If you see anything suspicious, you tell me. I don’t care if it’s a false alarm, you tell me and don’t mutter any of this to a single soul.” He said, glaring at everyone as they sat before him.

“John, Arthur, Finn, Isiah. Get ready, grab your guns and your caps. Ladies you stay here, only go out for break. Polly, keep the legal business running, we can’t have someone slipping under our noses.” He said checking his bullets and putting on his coat.

“Will you be setting men up at our houses?” Esme asked.

“Yes. Mine too, don’t worry they’ve been briefed already.” He said, walking out the door.

Finn stood up reluctantly and pulled Y/N in for a hug and she placed a quick peck on his lips before he left, putting his cap on his head and grabbing a gun.

“Now, we have to work ladies. Y/N you’re staying here. You’ll have to call in today.” Polly said, grabbing papers off Tommy’s desk.

“Okay. I can help if needed, I’ve done secretary work before.” She said.

Polly looked at her for a moment and studied her before answering.

“Alright, there’s a desk near mine that’s been empty, I think the poor girl quit but hasn’t handed in her letter of resignation. You’ll take her desk for today, I’ll give you papers to sign with the company name.” She ordered.

“Okay, thank you Polly.” Y/N said quietly, sitting down at the rather large desk. The girl must’ve quit because the desk was empty and she found no personal items there, not even a photograph.

Polly came strolling over with a handful of documents pointing at the various places to sign and explaining some of the forms to her.

“Thank you, Polly.” She said giving her a small smile.

Y/N began signing, using it as a way to take her mind off of Finn and his brothers whereabouts.

Polly and Ada discussed some other work, and Linda filed some papers while Esme typed documents up, they all worked together nicely but there was a visible underlying tension between them and Linda. And if Y/N had a bad list, she knew she was first on it.

She sighed as she blew through the papers, yearning for a break and deciding to call in for the day at her regular job.

“Hello this is Y/N Y/L/N. I’m calling in today, I have some personal matters to attend to.....alright....thank you Mrs. Johnson. I’ll be in tomorrow....goodbye.” She said, hearing the disappointment in her bosses voice as she spoke.

“Did you call in?” Polly asked, overhearing your phone call.

“Yes. My boss wasn’t too happy but it’s not something I can control really.” She said.

“Next time I wouldn’t deal in absolutes my dear.” Polly said, combing through papers.

“What do you mean?” Y/N asked, finishing the forms on her desk.

“I know we haven’t known you for long but one thing you should know about the Shelby’s my dear is that we try not to make promises or make definite plans with others.” She said.

“So you’re saying I probably won’t be coming into work tomorrow either?” Y/N asked, anxiety filling her mind as she thought of Finn being hurt.

“Yes. You never know with this fucking family.” She said lighting a cigarette.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” She said, excusing herself as she went towards the front door.

“Where are you going?” Polly asked.

“I just need some space. I’ll be right outside.” She said, she was about to promise that too but she heeded Polly’s words. They made sense but she couldn’t shake the sense of dread out of her bones.

As she leant against the cold brick building, she heard the door open as Ada walked out and stood near her.

“Did you come out here to see if I was lying?” Y/N asked.

“That and I wanted to apologize for Linda. She’s...difficult.” She said, lighting a cigarette for herself.

Y/N scoffed and lit one of her own, looking around nervously, scanning the streets for anything suspicious.

“They wouldn’t hang out right near the shop unless they want to be shot on sight.” Ada said.

“Can’t risk anything though eh?” Y/N said, taking another drag from her cigarette.

Ava smirked and nodded as she looked out at the dark, black-tinged buildings in front of them.

“We do like you, you know...we just can’t trust people very often in this business.” She said, looking at Y/N.

Y/N smiled as she stared at the brunette Shelby, her eyes less scarred by everything, kind of like Finn’s.

“Finn said that too. I’m relieved to hear that, I know it’s not easy welcoming in new people.” She said.

Ada nodded and patted Y/N’s shoulder before going back inside, leaving her out in the open.

Suddenly, a man walked near her looking just slightly out of place against the tattered clothes of the townspeople. He was tall, lean, and had a black hat on, making her tense up as he drew closer.

“Hello miss. Ya know where I can find a bar ‘round here?” He asked, looking around him quickly as he spoke, a toothpick sticking out of his mouth on the verge of falling with each word.

“No, sorry sir. Have a good day.” She said glancing at the tattoo on his neck.

“You work here?” He asked, walking closer to her.

She backed up until her back hit the wall, leaving her nowhere to go.

“No. May I ask your name? Not many men stop me on the streets and I’d like to know.” She asked, her heart racing as she tried to remain calm.

“You don’t belong on the streets sweetheart. You could join me though, I have some business I’m taking care of here, but when I’m done I can help you ya know.” He said leaning his palm against the wall, he was so close she could smell his cologne.

“That sounds suspicious you know. I’m not stupid.” She said, trying to walk towards the door of a nearby unmarked building, trying to get him away from the entrance to the shop.

He grabbed her wrist tightly as she went to yell, clasping his hand hard over her mouth and nose with a wet cloth. One whiff of the stuff and she was out, blackness overtaking her vision.

When she woke up she was in an alley, her clothes were ripped and her hands were tied to a pipe along a brick wall.

“What did you do to me?” She asked, scared of the answer.

“Nothing sweetheart, just wanted to take you somewhere more quiet, you seemed like a rowdy one.” He said, closing in around her and cutting her hands loose.

“Now, I’m going to ask you a question again. You have to answer honestly or I’ll take you right here in this alley.” He said.

“Okay.” She said sternly, trying to calm her nerves.

“What’s your name?” He asked.

“I asked you that earlier but you never told me.” She spat as he gripped her wrists tightly.

“My name is Y/N Y/L/N.” She said.

“I thought so. Mr. Shelby really needs to beef up his security around there don’t ya think?” He asked.

“Yes.” She said as he chuckled.

“You didn’t answer my question you know.” She stated, looking at his gun in its holster.

“Oh my bad sunshine. The names Luca. Luca Changretta. Wish we coulda met under better circumstances. I didn’t know Finn had such a fine woman.” He said.

“How do you know me?” She asked.

“I know all my enemies names. Ya gotta keep em’ closer than ya friends, you know the saying.” He said.

“I know you’re scared, but I just have one proposition for ya.” He continued, his eyes boring a hole into hers.

“What is it? To join your shitty hat club?” She asked, annoyed she got into this situation.

“Now that wasn’t nice miss Y/L/N. I’ll have to get ya for that one. Such a shame.” He said, flicking his switchblade out with one hand and gripping both your wrists with the other.

“If ya scream I’ll end ya.” He said. She blinked back tears as she forced her mouth shut, bracing for the pain of the blades edge coming for her face.

“You tend to run that pretty mouth of yours so let me help you with that.” He said inching the blade closer to her lips. She breathed heavily through her nose as she thought of anything to get her out of this situation.

She quickly brought her knee up, hitting him in the groin and making him groan in pain as he moved away from her, allowing her to run a couple of feet ahead of him.

“You can’t out-run a gun sweetheart.” He said, standing there with a pained look on his face as he clicked the gun, the bullets ready to fire in a split second.

“Walk back here and listen to my plan princess. I’ll let you go home after we talk.” He said.

Shaking, she reluctantly walked back to him, the alley feeling as if it was closing in on her every second.

“What?” She said, crossing her arms over her chest.

“You’re going to help me. I’m gonna send my men to Tommy’s warehouse and you’re gonna tell Tommy to meet them there with his brothers in tow...and you’re gonna blow it up. We’ve planted the bombs but you’ll push the button.” He said, a evil smirk hinting at his lips.

“You’re mad.” She said, attempting to walk away from him before he slammed her to the wall, cutting her cheek with the switchblade in the process.

“If you stand me up or tell them about the bombs, I’ll kill ya, and then I’ll kill your little boyfriend. I’m already after the rest of them. You can’t beat me sweetheart, I’ve been tracking you and Finn for days.” He said.

She touched her cheek silently as she cried, nodding along with his words as he brought her in for a hug.

“Good girl. Now, go home or back to whatever you were doing. Don’t forget ya job later, be at the wear house at 7.” He said before walking off.

Y/N smirked as the blood ran down her cheek. He wasn’t that smart, and it was the perfect way to earn the Shelby’s trust, now that their lives depended on it.

She glanced at her watch and realized she’d been out for longer than she should’ve. Knowing Tommy and the family would probably kill her themselves once she got back.

As she walked through the alley she realized she was right down the street.

“Stupid bastard, couldn’t even take me to a discreet location.” She scoffed, walking quickly to the doors and going in, walking straight to Tommy’s office. She could hear Finn yelling and Polly arguing with Ada, and the rest of the family quarreling back and forth as she walked in, not bothering to knock.

Everyone stopped to look at her as she walked straight to Finn, tears welling up in her eyes as he pulled her into his arms.

“Where the hell did you go love? You know he told you to stay here...” he said as she cried into his shirt.

“I know. I only went outside the shop. I’m sorry.” She said wiping the blood off her face with her hand and wincing at the cut.

“Where’d you get cut then aye? You weren’t at the shop when we got back. Fucking explain that Y/N.” Tommy said walking over to her as she sat down.

“That’s why I came back here. I was just getting some air outside, Polly and Ada both know that. Then a man came up to me, asking me if I worked there and if I knew where the bar was. I said no of course. Then as I tried to head the opposite way, just to lead him away from the shop, he fucking grabbed me...” She said, struggling to catch her breath as tears streamed down her face. Finn knelt beside her, holding her hand.

“That’s not all. Who was it?” Tommy demanded, the others stood around, tension in their features as they waited for her to speak.

“Luca Changretta.” She said, Finn’s eyes went dark, a look of anger settling over his features.

Tommy and Finn got up quickly, Tommy checking the guns and Finn pulling on his cap. Meanwhile John and Arthur gathered their machine guns.

“Wait! Please...” Y/N yelled, making them all stop and turn to her.

“Don’t go. Please don’t go. He-he told me he’d kill me if I told you about his plans but I don’t fucking care. If there’s a time to trust me then it’s right now because if you go after him you’ll all die.” She said, sitting back in the chair as she felt faint.

“What are you talking about Y/N?” Finn said, checking his gun as he stood near her.

“He said that he wanted me to meet him at the wear house at 7, that’s where you all were going, correct?” She asked, looking at Tommy.

“Yes.” He said.

“Don’t fucking go. He wanted me to be the one to push the button. Tommy he’s laced the warehouse with bombs. He wanted me to betray Finn. He wanted me to betray your family, but I couldn’t do it. I-“ she said, tears streaming down her face once again as Finn knelt down and pulled her into him, resting his head atop hers.

“What do we do then aye Tom?” John asked. His trigger finger growing impatient as he clutched the gun in his hands.

“We wait him out. When he sees we’re not there he’ll go after her, but he’ll come here. If he was confident enough to come here in broad daylight he’ll come here at night in a heartbeat. We’re waiting him out.” He said.

“Polly, Ada, Y/N, Linda, Esme. You go to the room in there, close the blinds.” He said, pointing to the door in his office that led to a smaller area where Lizzie usually worked. Luckily she was at home with the children, so she wouldn’t have to deal with the chaos.

The women went into the office and sat in various seats, closing the door behind them and waited quietly, all except Y/N.

“Did you hear what I said?” Tommy asked, his voice thick with anger.

“Yes. But I have a feeling he wants to see me, maybe I can-“ She started to say before Finn took her hand and led her to the office.

“You’re not staying out here. The Changretta’s take their plans seriously and he’ll be pissed when he finds out you betrayed him. Stay in there until it’s clear.” He said giving her a long hug and brushing his hand lightly over her cut.

“We’ll get them, I-“ He started to say before she cut him off with a kiss.

“Don’t promise anything. Just go.” She said, going into the office and shutting the door behind her.

Polly quietly gave her a hand gun as she came in, putting a finger to her lips as she did so.

“I’ve never shot one what are you doing?” Y/N asked.

“You may need it. Just point and shoot.” She said.

“Why me?” She asked, her hands shaking as she held the foreign object.

“You just helped the family. We trust you, and consider this your first day.” Polly said.

“Wait I still work-“ she started, Polly cutting her off.

“I’ve made arrangements for you. You’re safer with us. Besides...” she said lighting a cigarette.

“We pay better than those blokes at the charity office.” She said.

“You called my boss? When I left?” Y/N asked.

“Yes. Now do you accept or not?” She asked, finally looking at Y/N with a look more so of approval than suspicion.

“I will if we make it out of this alive.” Y/N said. Checking her watch to see the clock ticking down to 7pm.

“Finn.” Tommy said, pulling his little brother close to him.

“You’ll be answering the door. Don’t say a word, just lead them here in my office.” He said.

John, Arthur, and Isiah stood at varying points around the room, guns ready to ambush them if needed.

Tommy checked his machine gun as he saw Polly closing the blinds and shutting the lights of.

“Isiah turn the rest of the lights off in the shop, I only want mine on.” He said and Isiah stepped out to do as told, coming back a few minutes later and deciding to help protect Polly and then from inside the small office.

Finn looked anxiously at the clock as he stood near the front door. It was 15 past 7, and knowing the Changretta’s, they rented the fastest cars they could manage to get there.

A loud knock sounded on the door not long after, causing Tommy to look up from his pocket watch, a feeling washing over him similar to the moment right before The Battle of the Somme.

“Hello Finn. Show me and my men where Tommy is and this whole thing can be over. I promise you that.” He said. Finn just looked at him and led him to his office acting as if only Tommy was there.

He knocked twice waiting for his answer.

“Tommy, Mr. Changretta is here.” He said, waiting for his response.

“Send him in.” Tommy said. Finn came in and quickly stood in front of the door where the women were, reaching for the gun in his coat.

Luca and 3 men walked in, looking Arthur and John up and down as they sized everyone up with their eyes. His lips curling into a sinister smile as the toothpick stuck out of his mouth.

“I have a bone to pick with Finn’s girlfriend. She stood me up...broke my heart really. I could’ve made her night if she woulda let me.” He said, watching as Finn’s face turned into a mask of anger. He’d never been one to keep his facial expressions in check.

“I’m sorry that happened, we were none the wiser, we were going to the warehouse just now.” Tommy said, staring blankly.

“If you didn’t know about her then you would’ve been at the warehouse like we planned.” Luca said.

“Correct. But she didn’t return. We don’t know where she’s gone so that pushed us back.” He lied.

“She’s as smart as she is beautiful, and I told her to go home but I know she came here. I’ll kill her, you’ll see.” He said, walking towards the door to go look around.

“Why else are you here Changretta? You could be out finding Y/N yourself but instead you’re here. My brothers and I were just about to go deal with this business before heading home.” He said, John yawned as if on cue as he rocked back on his heels impatiently.

“If you’re not going to tell me then I’ll have to find her myself.” He said stepping towards Finn.

“Aren’t you here because you wanted to kill the family? Not just Y/N? You served us all a black hand after all.” Finn questioned, pointing his gun at Luca’s chest.

He smirked and turned towards Tommy as he nodded at his men, clearly not afraid of Finn’s gun. The three men lunged for Arthur as John cocked his gun, aiming at one of the men and shooting him in the head.

Tommy went towards one of the others who almost tackled John as Luca taunted Finn against the door.

Arthur tackled the first man down, wrestling the gun out of his hand as a bullet grazed his shoulder, Linda silently cringed in the other room at the sound of her husband in pain.

“You really thought you could take us down?” Finn yelled over the noise, shoving Luca back with the gun.

“I can, and you’ll be glad you’re dead if I tell you what I’d do to her-“ He started to say before Finn landed a punch to his face, sending him back a couple feet.

“You talk too much.” He said, going towards Luca again.

Luca smirked as Finn looked to the side briefly to see Tommy pulling a gun at the man he’d tackled. With one shot the second man was down, leaving John wrestling down the last one.

Tommy quickly ran to where Finn was and hit Luca in the back of the head with the butt of his gun, causing him to fall back against his desk, blood dotting various papers as he fell.

“Finn, go help John.” He said, before punching Luca in the face once again.

Finn shakily held the gun as he aimed at the man who was now landing punch’s to his brothers face, and shot, the sound of his body hitting the ground still causing a shiver down his spine despite him killing before.

As he stood there he heard a muffled cry coming from inside the room as he knew Y/N was watching through the cracks of the blinds, but was soon snapped back to reality as Tommy yelled out in pain.

Luca lowered his gun as he saw Tommy fall back, clutching his arm tightly.

He raised it at Finn, the blood dripping down his face and clouding his eyes as he aimed for the young blinder.

But suddenly the door opened, and Y/N came out pointing her hand gun at Luca, a tear rolling down her cheek as she did so.

“Get back Y/N. Go.” Finn said as he tried to shield her as Luca raised the gun up more, on the verge of shooting.

A shot rang out from behind Finn as Luca’s head rocked back at the impact, his body going limp as the bullet passed through his skull.

It was eerily silent after that. Finn’s ears rang as did hers as he realized he would’ve been dead if she had listened to him when he told her to go back.

Finn quickly took the gun from her and Tommy crawled over Luca’s body to check the pulse, smirking as he looked up at Y/N.

“Nice shot. How’d you get the gun?” He asked, walking towards her.

“Polly gave it to me. Told me to point and shoot.” She said, wiping a tear from her eye.

“Alright.” He said, walking over to the door and telling the others they could come out.

John and Arthur got to dragging the bodies out back, while Polly and the other women tiptoed over the blood and back to the lobby.

Finn followed them out and left Y/N standing there for a bit, staring at the blood coating Tommy’s floor.

“It feels weird the first time killing someone, you’ll get used to it.” He said, tying a tourniquet on his arm before going to clean some of the blood off his desk.

“Um...Polly said something about this being my first day. Am I to work for you now? I-I don’t know what I’d do.” She said pulling her tattered coat around herself.

“Yes. You can start tomorrow actually. Take the empty desk out there.” He said, referring to the one she worked at earlier in the day.

She nodded and walked towards the door, her hands shaking from the days events.

“Oh and Y/N?” Tommy said, grabbing a cloth from a drawer.

“If it makes things any better, I trust you just as much as Finn does. You’ll fit in here, just go easy on him eh?” He said, a small smirk playing at his usually stoic lips.

“I’ll try.” She said smirking and closing the door behind her.

“Y/N you ready to go home?” Finn called out over everyone talking. She looked around at what would be her new work, and ultimately her new family. Linda was cleaning Arthur’s arm, and John and Esme were making out on her desk. Meanwhile Polly and Ada were tidying up the place.

“Yeah.” She sighed, walking to him and putting her arm around his waist as he led her out into the cool night air.

“Does that cut hurt?” He asked, once in the car.

“Yeah, but I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me.” She said, giving him a kiss before they drove off to her apartment. It was only mere hours ago that she was struggling to earn his family’s trust, and now she had it, and she knew she had to keep it no matter what.

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[fruitymimi]

Free Bird 3 - Keigo Takami x Reader

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endeavor calls keigo to his office to tell him important information and keigo couldn’t be happier.

pairing: keigo takami x GN!reader

warnings: yandere themes, mentions of trauma/abuse

a/n: THIS FINALLY TAKES PLACE IN CURRENT TIME LMAO. sorry this chapter is so short! i wanted to get something out before i got out of my lunch break, part 4 should be out soon!! hopefully today? idk don’t quote me on that but thank you guys for the support! <3

word count: 1676

As ridiculous as it sounds, Keigo still thought of Y/N everyday. He’d never gotten to say goodbye to them, so to Keigo, their relationship never ended! In Keigo’s mind, that was still his soulmate, still his partner, even when they moved to America because of All Might believing they would thrive under a Western hero’s training. Just a bunch of bullshit. 

He saved himself for them. He’d never kissed anyone, never slept with anyone, never thought anyone was as gorgeous as Y/N. To be fair, Keigo didn’t get the “privilege” of being Endeavor’s definition of independent until he was 21. Even if he became a pro long before that. 

But now, Keigo’s life was a little less monitored. He lived in a penthouse, of course Endeavor owned the building it was in. Endeavor always told him certain rules he had to follow, but Keigo always got a bit testy with him by replying with something that was smart-assy. 

Endeavor wasn’t fond of the way Keigo spoke to him most of the time, but now that Keigo was known by the public eye, he couldn’t risk the winged-hero telling the press about the conditions the hero commission had him living in for most of his life, all the mistreatment they tried to mask it by saying, “It’s just hero training!”

And Keigo wasn’t fond of the way Endeavor treated him, but, when Keigo actually thought about it, he had nowhere to go. He didn’t have anywhere to call home. He damn sure wasn’t going back to his parents, hell, he wasn’t even sure if they were alive. 

Countless times he’d thought about what would happen if he ended up asking Endeavor if he could see them just one more time, but Keigo couldn’t bring himself to care enough about their well-being to even consider having the conversation with him. He knew he was supposed to feel bad, but he couldn’t. 

Each time he tried to feel pity for his parents, he remembered that they were lied to by Endeavor & the hero commission and ended up just giving their child up for free, not getting a single paycheck for their kid. It was funny to him. They thought they were going to be filthy rich, but ended up being a couple of nobodies who were now child-less, possibly homeless, possibly deceased, who knows? He wished nothing but guilt onto them, he wanted them to feel what he felt his entire life. 

Endeavor couldn’t deny his feelings, either. It wasn’t many, but there were times where he wanted to pull-out of the deal with Keigo’s parents and let the man live a normal childhood, much like he deserved, but at the end of the day, Endeavor wouldn’t even do that for his own children. Why would he do it for Keigo?

He’d often find himself thinking about this, thinking about how different Keigo would be had he not stepped into his life. That’s how he ended up here, seated on his desk as he waited for Keigo to come knocking at his door. 

He was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of something thumping against his office’s window. He turned his head, only to be greeted by Keigo standing at the glass door on the office’s balcony. 

Endeavor looked up at him, startled. “Keigo..” he mumbled, standing up to unlock the glass door. Endeavor blinked as he watched Keigo walk into his office. “Why didn’t you come in through the door?”

Keigo brushed off his jacket, shrugging. “I had a nice lunch, decided that I could work off the calories by flying in.” Keigo said to him, clicking his tongue. Keigo walked over to Endeavor’s desk, sitting down in his big, leather spinny chair.

Endeavor furrowed his brows, closing the door. “Whatever. Takami. You know how I feel about you sitting in my seat—“

“Yeah, yeah. How long have you known me, Number One? I’m here on time, so just tell me what you called me here for. I’m a busy man, I’ve got important things to do.” He spun around in the chair, bending his head back to keep eye contact with Endeavor. 

Endeavor sighed deeply, sitting down in one of the chairs in front of his desk. “Anyways,” he leaned in. He knew what he was about to say was a terrible decision. Of course, it was one made by Endeavor. “Do you remember your training days?”

Keigo blinked, tilting his head. He almost had a look of annoyance. “‘Do you remember your training days?’ Of course I do. Did you think I forgot any of it?” He mocked Endeavor.

Endeavor bit down on his lip. “Well… do you remember Y/N?” Endeavor asked Keigo.

 Oh, boy…

How could Keigo ever forget?

He had multiple videos of them saved on his phone while they were on TV interviews, he kept up with them as if he was their #1 fan… in a way he was? 

Every night he heard about them being on TV, he’d stay up until he couldn’t keep his eyes open just so he could hear their smooth voice. He remembers the night where their hero costume was revealed, he was practically drooling in front of his TV. He’d replay the videos countless times during his night shift, too. He’d have their voice ringing through his airpods while he was on patrol. 

He was so happy for them when they were announced the #3 hero, of course, they were beaming on the screen and Keigo could have sworn he saw a twinkle in their eyes. He remembers them thinking they couldn’t become a top hero with their “stupid quirk”, though Keigo always believed in them and didn’t allow them to talk down about themselves.

He couldn’t go to sleep unless he rewatched at least an hour's worth of content. He could replay them in his head word for word, he never got sick of seeing the same ones, hearing the same stupid podcast. 

He’d listen to their voice to calm down after a hard day at work. He would use them as therapy, as an escape. Keigo would no doubt consume fan content if he wasn’t absolutely disgusted by their fans. They’d sexualize them, speak about them in ways that only he was allowed to. In his mind, Keigo was the only one who was allowed to think of them in that way. 

That wasn’t it, no, no. Keigo would constantly daydream about the day they would be with him. He’d fantasize about what his lips would feel like pressed against their skin, against their—

Keigo stopped spinning in the chair, gripping the armrests. “Yeah. ‘Course. I remember the day you took the love of my life away from me, too.” 

“They weren’t dating you.”

“Just get on with what you were saying, Endeavor. If you’re gonna talk about what you did and why you did it, I’m all ears.” 

Endeavor for once was debating with himself. He had a conversation with All Might about this, and Toshinori of course disagreed with him. 

“Endeavor. All I’m saying is he can’t handle seeing them again. You can’t just let him be the one who shows them around because you’re too busy. Why do you think we’ve avoided this for years?”

“You’re the one who told them they could come back to Japan. I didn’t say that! If they move back, nothing is going to stop that boy from finding them. And that’s. Your. Fault.”

“My fault?! Last time I checked, I didn’t groom Keigo into being a hero. I’m doing my job as Y/N’s mentor. You’re the one who has a track record of being a shitty authority figure.” 

“...Why can’t you help them settle in? They’re your student. Are you not capable of being All Might anymore?”

“Oh, so you’re trying to be funny? You know if I were to do it, I wouldn’t be able to protect them if something happened. You know this, Endeavor.”

“Whatever. He can’t be that mental anymore.” 

Endeavor took in a breath, looking up at Keigo. “They're coming back to Japan. I need you to help them settle in. You know, show them around town, help them move into their new home..”

Endeavor could see Keigo’s wings flutter at the sound of that. He cursed himself for not listening to All Might, but he couldn’t just agree with Toshinori as stubborn as he was. You’d never catch Endeavor agreeing with anything the former number 1 hero had to say. He’s always held too much resentment to allow himself to agree with anything his said. His fragile pride was too strong.

Keigo blinked a couple times, his eyes going wide. “You’re… serious?” Keigo asked him, sinking into the chair. He didn’t know how to feel, his palms got all sweaty and his cheeks grew pink. “Don’t joke with me, Endeavor.”

“I’m not joking. Toshinori can’t do it, if someone targets them, he’d be useless. I’m going to be busy,” doing absolutely nothing, “and you’re the next best hero. So I trust you.” Bad idea. 

Keigo nodded his head. “I can do it! When… When am I gonna see them?” he asked, placing his hands on the desk in front of him.

“Tomorrow. Their flight comes in tomorrow at 12 PM. But Keigo, we need to have a talk.” Endeavor folded his hands on his lap, leaning in to make eye contact with him.

Keigo rolled his eyes, looking at the man. “What? A talk about what? What could we possibly talk about other than their arrival? Unless you’re going to apologize.” Keigo asked him. He just wanted to know more about tomorrow, he didn’t give a shit about whatever Endeavor had to say.

“You know what? Nevermind. Be at the airport by 11 AM, don’t lose them.”

Keigo smiled, standing up from the seat. He straightened his jacket. “I’ll tell you how it goes, Enji.” He said to him, moving onto the window. 

Endeavor watched as the man flew off. 

What has he done?

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[cali-holland]

Golden Hearts, Ch. 2: Martinis, Girls, and Guns

Harrison Osterfield X Reader, James Bond AU ~ Sequel to Golden Bullets

Following a messy split, Harrison, Agent 007, resumes his role as an elite womanizer, after his recovery from his previous mission; meanwhile, you’ve stepped back from your 00 status, taking on cases as MI6’s assistant director from your office. When a new threat emerges to MI6 and a dear friend gets kidnapped, can you and Harrison set aside your differences to save special agent Q, better known as Tom? Or will the stakes- and your love, push you two further apart?

Word Count: 3800

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Warnings: sexual themes, maybe some swearing, harry and harrison and reader all being jealous idiots 

Featured Song: “Tomorrow Never Dies” by Sheryl Crow from Tomorrow Never Dies (1997)

~ “You're not the only spy out there, It's so deadly my dear, The power of wanting you near”

A/N: Special shoutout to @duskholland​ for helping me come up with ways to write “sensual” scenes and to @allegra-writes​ for helping me learn more about the tango (which idk if this even counts lmao, don’t hate me yall it’s just a steamy dance). Also, the tango sequence was inspired by an episode of Chuck... but idk if anyone’s seen that.

~~~

“She’s not coming.” Harrison said, irritation clear in his voice as he stepped out of his BMW. Leaning against his own car, Harry grabbed his duffel bag from his feet with a frown.

“But you said you could convince her.” Harry answered, and the blond shrugged, running a hand through his hair. He went around to the back of his car and opened up the trunk for him to get out his two bags.

“I thought wrong.” He muttered. With their bags slung over their shoulders, they made their way across the tarmac to the jet that they were absolutely legally borrowing from MI6.

“We’ll just have to go on without her.” Harry paused, “I still think maybe I could’ve-“

“Harry, don’t take this wrong, but if I couldn’t convince her, then no one could.” Harrison stated definitively.

“Why’s that?” The younger agent asked, his eyebrows furrowing as he tried to understand the sudden irritation in his friend.

“No reason.” He replied, biting his tongue. With Harry following him, he entered the jet’s cabin. Harrison shuffled to put away his two bags, one full of weapons and one of his actual things.

“I’ll get the jet ready.” Harry stated, setting his bag in a seat. As he made his way to the cockpit, Harrison noticed a fourth black duffel bag in the cabin. He eyed it suspiciously, but, before he could question it, he heard his friend speak again. “You’re here!”

“You think I’d leave saving Tom to you two divs?” You questioned with a laugh from the pilot’s seat as the surprised Harry took a seat in the copilot’s seat.

Harrison stepped into the doorway of the cockpit, looking at you with an unreadable expression on his face; like he too was surprised you were here, but also like he was proud that you had come. You smiled softly at him, “I thought I should save the person who’s the reason that we’re alive today.”

Registering your words as a repeat of his own, he couldn’t help the fond smile that crossed his face. “Get this thing in the air, yeah?”

“Prepare for takeoff.” You told him, before turning to the controls before you. With your back turned to him, you missed the bittersweet look on his face as he eyed you over one last time before he left for the cabin.

The air was silent between you and Harry while you two got the jet ready for takeoff. You weren’t quite sure what to say about the delicate situation that was this new, top secret mission, so you did your best, “We’ll find him, Harry.”

“I hope so.” Harry mumbled, trying to keep his focus on the jet and his emotions under control.

“He’ll be alright. He can handle himself out there.”

With the jet cruising on autopilot, you followed Harry out of the cockpit to find Harrison hunched over his laptop, checking Tom’s encrypted message again. You weren’t sure how many times he’d examined the message, but yet again you weren’t sure how many times you repeatedly looked at the images until you stumbled upon a discovery last night.

Seeing him look at the one image in particular of the one man who the database could not identify yesterday, you sat down across from him, simply stating, “His name’s Mr. White.”

“Mr. White? Didn’t 009 detain him three years ago for involvement in S.P.E.C.T.R.E.?” Harrison asked, glancing up from his computer to look at you. Whether subconsciously or not, he sat up straighter, his shoulders back with meaning.

“Yes, and, since we had little to no evidence of major involvement, MI6 released him on parole. Last known file was that he was dying from thallium poisoning, and guess where he went to live out the rest of his days.”

“Spain.” Harry answered.

“Barcelona to be exact.” You stated. “And, according to MI6’s database, Mr. White’s back profile matches that of the mystery man in Tom’s photos.”

“So you think White took Tom?”

“Yes.” You nodded, definitively. “White’s our best lead right now. Besides, M has suspicions that Oberhauser has returned, and, if he has, then he’ll be looking to regroup S.P.E.C.T.R.E. with White.”

“Oberhauser’s dead.” Harrison argued, his eyes narrowing at you.

“It wouldn’t be the first time MI6 has mistaken a case.”

“This Mr. White,” Harry trailed off, “How do you suppose we find him if he is in Barcelona?”

“He has a mansion just outside of the city.” You replied, a proud smile on your lips. “I hope you two brought your dancing shoes because we’ve got a party to crash tonight.”

~~~

Light streamed in through the open window, perfectly angled to strike in your sleepy eyes. You shuffled awake, rolling over away from the window. Your eyes peaked open, and you smiled at the site before you.

With his hair a mess and his lips parted enough that a bit of drool was slipping out, the fast asleep Harrison was your favorite thing to wake up to. Feeling your shift in the bed, he subconsciously tugged you into him with his arm wrapped around your waist. You smiled to yourself, feeling his feet nudge your legs; even asleep, he wanted to be as close to you as possible. Ever so gently, you reached a hand up to run through his hair as you tried to memorize every detail of his face. Your hand slowly shifted downwards, running over his puffed out lips.

“Why are you staring at me?” He mumbled against your fingers, eyes still closed tight.

“You’re drooling.” You teased, your finger running over the small wet spot in the corner of his mouth. Blindly, he puckered his lips out to kiss your hand, making you laugh.

Harrison chuckled as he opened his eyes and shifted closer to you to give you a proper good morning kiss. Caving into him, you rolled onto your back and his lips chased yours, never breaking the kiss while he climbed on top of you. You let out a moan, one of your legs wrapping around his hips.

The moment his fingers began to lazily tug on the hem of your t-shirt, which was really his, his phone began to buzz with the sound of his alarm. At first, neither of you made an effort to turn it off, enjoying the simplicity of each other’s embrace, but, as it continued, Harrison regretfully pulled his lips from yours.

“I need to get going.” He mumbled, moving off of you to reach his phone.

“Do you really have to go?” You asked, and he let out a small laugh.

“Duty calls.” He leaned over and gave you one last kiss before he climbed out of the bed. You sat up against the pillows, white bed sheets falling around you. You watched with a small frown on your face as he moved about your room, collecting his clothes for the new day. Your eyes drifted over to the luggage at the front door. He was off on another mission in Luxembourg this time… or maybe it was Switzerland. Ever since you stepped back from your 00 position, you had a hard time keeping up with it.

“What if you didn’t go?” Your voice was so quiet that Harrison almost thought he had imagined the whisper. Tugging on his white button up, he looked at you with a lopsided smile.

“Love, you know I have to. Besides, it’s only a week. I’ll be back from Austria before you know it.” He answered. He could sense that there was something unsure in your voice, and he gingerly sat on the bed beside you, his blue eyes searching for an answer in yours.

“Runaway with me.” You said faintly, but definitively, as your hand clasped his, “Let’s go somewhere, somewhere where it’s just us. No more sneaking around, no more MI6, no more missions, none of it.”

Harrison looked at you for a moment, and you could see him going through his options in his head. Instead of saying anything, he just pressed his lips to yours tenderly. He pulled back and rested his forehead against yours, “I’d follow you anywhere. Just let me do this mission first.”

“I love you.” A small smile slipped past your lips as you tried to contain the eager feeling inside you.

“I know.” He answered, flashing you that signature smirk.

“Y/N, come on, you gotta wake up.” Harry’s voice pulled you from your dream, or rather another memory, as he shook your shoulder lightly.

“Yes?” You mumbled, blinking your eyes open.

“Harrison’s starting the descent now. We’re here.” He explained. As you took a moment to clear your head, he studied you curiously. “Were you having a bad dream?”

“Not at all.” You gave him your best smile, but he could still register the uneasiness in your figure.

You wouldn’t call it a bad dream, per se. It was just a rather sad thing to think about now. That morning two months ago was the last morning you were truly happy and it was the last morning you spent with the one person that you wanted to wake up to every morning.

Figuring it’d be best to change the topic, Harry did just that. “While you were sleeping, I got the three of us rooms at the hotel closest to White’s mansion. MI6 has no blueprints of his house, but it’s secluded enough that-”

“That Tom might be there?” You finished his thought for him, and he nodded, biting his lip nervously.

“That’s the hope.” He replied.

“Did you two come up with a plan too?” You asked, and he nodded again.

“White will most likely have cameras everywhere and guards in areas where we can’t go. If I can get to his computer, I can hack the security system to search for Tom.” Harry explained.

“And what would Harrison and I do?”

“Keep an eye on White and watch for any trouble in the ballroom.” He stated. At his words, a smile of admiration came across your face. He didn’t sound like the cocky wannabe 00 agent anymore; no, he sounded like a true MI6 special agent. “What’s that look for?”

“You’re really coming into your title, 003.” You teased, making a small blush hit his cheeks.

“I learned from the best.” Harry winked cheekily.

Just a few hours later, the three of you were settled into your individual hotel rooms that Harry had acquired. You busied yourself with getting cleaned up for tonight, trying your best to not think about the fact that Harry’s plan ignored the very fact that it’d entail for you and Harrison to spend actual time together. You couldn’t really blame him though; he was oblivious to the history between the two of you. All he knew was that he was on a mission to save his brother with MI6’s best. And, for the sake of Tom and Harry, you needed to remain focused tonight.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to help you out tonight?” Harrison asked as soon as Harry stepped out of his hotel room.

“I don’t need help. Tom taught me how to hack; it’ll be a breeze.” Harry reassured his friend. He adjusted his cufflinks while they made their way down the hall to your room. Laughing a little, he inquired, “Why do you keep asking? Do you not want to be on White watch with Y/N?”

“I wouldn’t say-” He started, but the curly haired boy walking beside him cut him off.

“You’ve got a thing for her, don’t you?” Voicing the speculation that had been brewing in his mind for the past few hours, Harry had an accusatory sense about his words as they came to a stop in front of your door. He looked at Harrison with questioning eyes.

“No, definitely not.” Harrison just about scoffed in response. Defensively, he turned to Harry, “Do you have a thing for her?”

“No.” Harry answered too quickly for his own liking. They stood like that for a moment, staring at each other with suspicious eyes, as if they were silently daring the other to move.

It was Harry who caved first, turning to open your door with the keycard. With the door wide open, Harry and Harrison stood frozen staring at you as you had a leg up on the footrest, strapping your heel in place. You looked over at them, questioningly, “Is there a problem?”

Both boys shook their heads and stepped inside, the door shutting behind them. You switched your feet to put on your other shoe, trying to pay no mind to the two sets of prying eyes across the room. You completely knew you were showing a little in a dress perfectly tailored to your body, cutouts along your torso to emphasize all the right places, complete with a deep v neck and a high leg slit. With your heels on- specially equipped with your favorite secret knife stilettos, you stood to your full height to look at Harrison and Harry properly. You’d be lying if you said your eyes didn’t immediately catch onto Harrison and his tight, yet perfect fitting tux. The dark navy blue ever so slightly highlighted his eyes even more. Noticing your gaze on him, his lips twitched into a small smirk, and you immediately turned around to the set of ear pieces on your hotel desk.

“Here.” You handed them their ear pieces, and all of three of you put them in.

“Are you ready?” Harry asked you.

“Just about.” You said, slipping a couple lipsticks into your bag.

“I’ve missed those.” Harrison stated. He’d recognize those gold and silver lipsticks anywhere. Harry looked at him, raising his eyebrows curiously. “Gold are grenades, silver are tranq darts.”

“Genius.” He replied in awe.

You quickly applied one final touch up of your own lipstick, nothing special, before looking at them with a nod. “Ready.”

Riding in the classically styled Aston Martin DB5 from MI6, the three of you arrived to White’s party and easily blended into the crowd of people. The ballroom was busy, packed with people dressed to the nines. Splitting up, you all mingled your way around the room, taking in as much surveillance as you could.

“Two guards at the south exit.” Harry murmured into his ear piece.

“And two at the east exit.” Harrison added quietly.

“The west exit has three.” You mumbled. “Something’s got to be hiding back there.”

While you stationed yourself by the live band, pretending to be interested in their music, Harrison made his way to the bar, his personal favorite vantage point. He slid into his seat, eyes scanning the bar as a bartender approached him.

“Martini. Shaken, not stirred.” He ordered and you bit back an eye roll at his words.

“Keeping it classy, I see.” You said through the ear piece.

“Love, you know I can’t say no to a martini.” He replied, a cocky smirk resting on his face.

“Champagne?” Harry asked, holding out a flute of the golden liquid to you as he came to stand beside you, effectively drawing your attention away from Harrison.

“Thank you.” You took the flute from his hand and swirled it lightly.

“I didn’t poison it.” He joked before taking a sip of his own.

“She’s not a fan of champagne.” Harrison’s voice came through your ear piece. You glanced over at the bar to see him watching you and Harry, his fingers wrapped around his martini glass. Never breaking eye contact with him, you drank the bubbly champagne down in one quick motion.

“There’s White.” Harry pointed out, spotting the host across the room. “He’s out here, so I’m going in.”

“Be careful.” You said quietly. You watched him as he disappeared through the crowd. While you had faith in your former trainee, that didn’t mean you couldn’t still be concerned about him. 

“Don’t worry about him.” You heard Harrison say through the ear piece and also behind you. You turned to see him standing there, half- full martini glass in his hands.

“I thought you were staking out by the bar.” You motioned to the drink in his hand, and he smiled before finishing it off.

“The view’s much better over here.” He took your empty flute from your hands and placed it on a waiter’s tray, right beside his own now empty glass. The waiter moved along swiftly. “You know what the best way to survey a room is?”

You crossed your arms in front of your chest, shaking your head at him, already knowing his suggestion. “Not here.”

“Dancing.” Harrison sent you his signature smirk, his hands reaching to unravel your arms. “Come on, remember Argentina?”

“I do remember, but we can’t exactly tango in Spain.” But it was too late as he pulled you out onto the dancefloor, just as the musicians picked up their tempo with a new song.

“Sure we can.” He winked. Despite your protests, you still let him take one of your hands in his and rest his other hand on your waist, holding you close enough that you could smell the martini in his breath. To prove his point, he spun you in time with the music. He tried to take the lead, but you wouldn’t let him off that easily as the two of you danced and spun around the dancefloor; hips, feet, arms, all of you moving together in a fluid motion. With his warm hands trailing over the open slits in your dress, he quietly breathed out, “I see you’re still a great dancer.”

“You’re a little rusty.” You answered, your chest pushed against his. Your eyes briefly scanned the room, looking at the security guards at the exits and White. “Aren’t we supposed to be observing the room?”

“I am observing.” He argued, and you narrowed your eyes at him, stepping with him in time to the musician’s beats, your legs brushing against his sensually.

“Observing White, not me.”

“He’s not nearly my type.” He joked, his smile beaming as he looked at you. You went out for a spin again, but when you came in this time, you brought your leg up, hitching it to his waist with ease, thanks to the slit. Instinctively, Harrison’s hand grabbed under your thigh, his calloused fingers running over your smooth skin. His other hand splayed across your bare back, holding you up as he dipped you down quickly.

“White’s on the move.” You whispered to him when you were brought back up, your leg still clinging to him tightly.

“I’m watching him.” Harrison mumbled back to you, before dipping you again. This time, he dipped with you, drinking you in with his nose tickling your collarbone and trailing up your neck until his eyes were level with his. It wasn’t until then, under his electrifying stare, that you realized just how fast your own heart was racing. Still holding you tightly in the dipped position, Harrison darted his eyes down to your lips, and, for a split moment, you weren’t even sure if you’d mind if he kissed you right then.

“Harrison?” A voice asked from in front of him. His head darted up to see the stranger that somehow knew him.

“Madeleine?” He brought you back up to a standing position. His hands immediately dropped from your side, and you stepped away from him to see the stranger. You felt yourself stand a bit taller seeing the other woman before you. This Madeleine was by all means a standard model looking woman- tall, thin, fragile features, and a beautifully simple periwinkle silk dress.

“I wasn’t expecting to see you here. How are you?” She asked with a genuine smile, and you quickly picked up on a slight French accent when she spoke with a hint of an Austrian accent. 

“I’m good, yeah. And you?” Harrison replied, almost nervously. You glanced between him and Madeleine, confused by the exchange occurring, and that’s when you saw it. The small spark in Harrison’s eyes as he looked at her, a spark that was once reserved for you. You felt an unfamiliar feeling begin to twist in your gut.

“Never been better.” She smiled, and even her smile was perfect. She looked over at you, laughing a little. “I’m so sorry, I should introduce myself. I’m Madeleine Swann. I met Harrison back in Austria.”

“Y/N.” You answered, shaking her hand gracefully, despite that feeling growing inside you. Austria. Of course it had to be that mission.

“What are you doing here? In Spain?” Harrison asked her with a smile.

“This is my father’s party.” Madeleine explained and you bit back your surprise. “We haven’t talked in years, though, so I’m not quite sure why he invited me tonight.”

Before the conversation could carry on further, Harry’s voice came through the ear piece that you almost forgot was in, “I’m coming back out. I checked every bit of his system and Tom’s not here.”

“I’ll let you two catch up. I really should be going.” You told Madeleine and Harrison, who sent you a quick nod.

“It was lovely to meet you.” Madeleine called after you before you could fully walk away. You gave her one last fake smile and turned to go find Harry in the crowd. Just as you saw the familiar head of curls through the sea of people, you heard a sharp scream from the other side of the room, sending the civilians into a frenzy as they tried to run away. Through the commotion, Harry managed to reach you.

“What happened?” You asked him, and Harrison ran up to the two of you with a distressed Madeleine behind him.

“White’s dead.” Harrison stated. “We need to leave.” You glanced over at Madeleine, and he reached to grab her hand, “We can trust her. She comes with us.”

“We don’t have time to debate it.” Harry said, pointing towards the armed security as they drew their weapons. Quickly, the four of you ran with the crowd of terrified guests back to your cars.

“I’ll go with Madeleine to get her car. Rendezvous at the hotel.” Harrison announced, not giving you or Harry time to react before the two of them disappeared into the crowd.

You and Harry ran back to the DB5 as fast you could. He slipped into the driver’s seat, and you took one last glance back at the chaos leaving the party. You felt your breath catch in your throat as you saw the one person you thought you’d never see alive again.

“Y/N, come on!” Harry urged, pulling you from your thoughts. Shaking your head, you got into the car.

No. There was no way you just saw him.

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survey by -egocentricity-

the last time your mind wandered, where did it wander to? What I plan to wear tomorrow since I’ll have to be out for work again.

what do you think of obama's choices in office so far? I don’t...really know, as a non-American. I’ve read some takes on him that have made me view him in a different light, like bombings and such; but ultimately I’m not very knowledgeable enough to give an informed opinion.

---has he done anything yet to change your opinion on him? ^ Yes. Overall though my sentiment towards him is much more positive compared to like, fucking Donald Trump.

what is one thing that you have taken for granted? I dunno, maybe my time in high school. I passed up on some opportunities because I was too shy or because I knew there were people more capable than I am.

how important are sports to you? which is your favorite? least favorite? Not too important, honestly. I don’t really watch sports – haven’t watched wrestling in years – but if I see a table tennis set literally anywhere I would definitely pick up a paddle and have a few rallies with whomever I happen to be with. Least favorite would be baseball or football.

who or what inspires you? how do they inspire you? Eh, I don’t have any these days. My biggest role model would have had to be CM Punk - his outspokenness was crucial in helping me get out of my shell.

when was the last time you felt like your feelings / opinion didn't matter? It’s been a while. I’m surrounded by good people.

has anyone ever referred to you as nosy? Probably, behind my back. I wouldn’t know for sure.

have you ever been a featured member on any website? if yes, which? No. But one of my viral tweets made it to a local lifestyle publication once without my consent, lmao.

in which do you believe: evolution, or intelligent design? Evolution.

---explain your choice? Well firstly I’ve never heard of the latter; and secondly evolution is the theory that just makes the most sense to me.

---which should be taught in school? or should both be taught? Again, evolution.

could/would you date someone with a different religion? why / why not? I don’t think I could be with anyone religious. Clashes are inevitable and this honestly isn’t the kind of thing I have the patience to deal with.

do you take any prescription drugs? No.

generally, after waking, what is the first thing you do? I check the time to see if I still have extra time to sleep in before I’d have to get up for work. I also go on YouTube and look for a video to have as background noise.

how do you celebrate valentine's day? This year I had merienda by myself at a fancyish place.

have you ever been in a situation where you've had to "choose sides"? I guess, yeah. Back in the beginning of college Athenna was starting to be a pain in the ass and bringing friction to our group, so there was that tangible need to decide if I wanted to stick with her or go with Angela. Naturally, I went with Angela.

---have you ever wanted anyone else to choose between you and someone else? I haven’t felt this actively, no.

what is your favorite color combination? I’m not a super artsy person so to be honest I don’t have the first clue which colors go well together; but idk, pastel combinations in general are quite pleasing to the eye.

did you watch the last superbowl, or were you doing something else? I could not care less for the Super Bowl, unless an artist or group I really like is doing the halftime show lol.

which web browser is your favorite? what makes it better than the rest? Chrome. It’s not that I find it better; it’s just the browser I’ve been using ever since I started going on the internet when I was like 10 haha. I’ve tried tinkering with other browsers like Safari or Mozilla, but I’ve just been too accustomed to Chrome to start a different habit altogether.

what was the last thing you explained to someone else? I was explaining Reena’s Christmas gift surprise for Angela (which nearly failed) to my sister over dinner earlier.

what was your favorite part about yesterday? When my work day finally ended because FUCK was yesterday downright brutal. I received a last-minute notice to completely overhaul a deck in the morning, so I took care of that while simultaneously managing a virtual event; my afternoon started with a draining brainstorming session, then for the rest of the afternoon I had to monitor and manage a whole bunch of virtual media interviews. At the end of the day I had to send out press materials and still had to attend our weekly company townhall. It was draining.

what does it take for someone to be considered your hero? Successfully break out of the mold.

who challenges you most in life? My director, I guess? Not in a bad way at all; she’s just so damn good at her job I want to be everything she is.

a friend is pregnant and considering abortion; how do you react? Advise her to think about it more and to consider the possible health risks it could bring, like never being able to get pregnant again. But if they already seem headstrong about it, I’d be in full support and would remind them that I’m just around if they someone to talk to.

do you live according to the saying "live and let live"? I mean I never refer to this saying, not even internally. But I guess to some extent, yeah.

is there a religion or culture that has fascinated you for a long time? All kinds of culture fascinate me; I can’t say the same for religion as I genuinely don’t care for any form of it.

---what drew you to it initially? As for culture, I’ve always found the different ways people live and see things interesting. When I go to different cities or countries I soak up their culture, everyday life, everyday food, etc as much as possible.

is there a band you listen to that almost no one else knows about? I don’t think so.

---where did you discover them? ––

what is the name of the last website you joined? Idk, some awards show website so I can vote for BTS haha. It was something under MTV I think?? idk.

how did you choose the name of your last e-mail account? My friends and I were figuring out how to stream In the Soop (we bought Season 2 under one account but only one device could watch at a time) so we can all watch it together and someone raised Discord, so I made a Gmail with a completely random email address so that Hybe can’t track us down and blacklist us if ever we got caught streaming lol. I don’t even remember what email address I came up with anymore lol. Something about pizza I think?? 

ANYWAY in the end it didn’t work because I was too stupid to figure out Discord and we ended up having our In the Soop nights over Google Meet.

what song did you last look up lyrics for? To Be Loved by Adele.

when was the last time you contradicted yourself in some way? When I said I wasn’t gonna get food delivery last week but got sushi anyway.

who in your life is the hardest to get along with? In the grand scheme of things probably my mom, but even she isn’t being so difficult nowadays. Like I said, I’ve been surrounded by good people lately.

have you ever gone back to someone after breaking up? Yep.

what would you change about the way you were brought up, if anything? I’d have loved to be raised in a generally healthier household. Healthy in a way that my parents preferably would’ve been more present, and that I wasn’t regularly smelling gin and cigarettes permeate the house on a daily basis.

have you ever planted a tree? Yeah, in like 2nd grade.

what is the best way for someone to get to know you? Roadtrips, I wanna say? I tend to share a lot and open up during roadtrips; the atmosphere is just more chill and opening that way.

describe the best april fools prank you have played on someone? I don’t pull pranks.

are there any stereotypes you buy into about other countries? No.

do you think that the world's view of america has suffered lately? As an outsider, I can’t really say.

would you rather live with your significant other before marrying them? Yeah, that seems ideal. But I also wouldn’t mind if we didn’t get to.

is there anyone that you wish you could see more often? who / why? Yeahhhh, Reena. We’ve gotten a lot closer in the past few months so I wish it were easier to make plans with her.

what was the last "change" that you experienced? Our new client for one of our accounts fiiiinally got onboarded a week ago. For the last two months our team had been like a group headless chickens while that client was looking for a replacement.

when was the last time that you learned a vital life lesson? That I should always bring cash when traveling to the province lmao. The whole time we were in Zambales, my co-workers shouldered my expenses since I only had my card with me :/ I’ve since paid them back though!!

when are you the most likely to feel confused? When a million discussions are happening at the same time at work.

who was the owner of the last myspace profile you looked at? ––

how often do you look at your own profile, if at all? Eh, not too often. I know what I post anyway; I only really just go back if I wanna revisit a photo or meme I shared or whatever.

is there a letter (or letters ) that is fading away on your keyboard? No, since I have a keyboard cover to protect my actual keyboard.

what is the worst abuse that your cellphone has suffered? Well right now the edges are completely cracked, weird colorful lines show up on my screen, and I also have two big black blobs on the lower left side of my screen. Thankfully we’re getting up to 16th month pay so I’ll most likely be able to save up for a new phone by next year.

have you ever been blackmailed? what happened? Nope.

when was the last time you were proven wrong? Idk, probably recently. Kata usually corrects me on stuff I should’ve been aligned with to begin with, but with 8457387038 things happening at work I tend to miss a detail or two.

when was the last time you said "i told you so"? Last night. My sister and I were discussing the final episode of Brooklyn Nine-Nine and I tried to guess the ending of that episode’s plot, which I ended up getting right.

what brings you a sense of satisfaction? Rewarding myself with wants lmao, like food or unboxing new merch.

which do you prefer: steaming-hot showers, or luxurious bubble baths? Bubble baths, since we don’t have a bathtub at home and I don’t get to have bubble baths often.

would you feel comfortable living with someone that owns a gun? NO. Fuck no. Not even if that were my parents who were simply keeping them for self-defense.

when was the last time you were extremely disappointed about something? Oh when that whole Kim Seon Ho thing blew up for sure and when we all thought he was actually an asshole. Such a pity how that turned out.

---how about the last time you were extremely excited? Friday, because I got to wear my new pajamas for the first time HAHA and because it was the weekend.

what do you look forward to in the future? Having more money, getting promoted, traveling overseas again.

who do you think should pay on a date, and why? I really don’t care. As long as someone isn’t extremely inconvenienced, I’m not too fussy when it comes to this.

are you a man-hater / woman-hater? I am definitely wary of most men based from a number of experiences with them, but I don’t hate them as a whole.

---what experiences influenced your opinions of the opposite sex? Being catcalled, having my private space invaded, getting whistled at, getting lunged at, being a victim of homophobia, getting winked at, being stared at from head to toe.

have you ever worn clothing meant for the opposite sex? I don’t think so.

---what was the occasion? ––

---do you think that it is wrong to do so? why / why not? No. It’s literally just clothes.

how do you, personally, console a heartbroken friend? Depends on what they need at the time.

if you've had an imaginary friend, what kind of things did you tell them? I don’t even remember anymore. but I imagine talking about my day and inviting them to play and such.

#survey #surveys

[interestsofabookwormbitch]

Season 1 Episode 10

Look, am I being dumb right now by still not writing my essay? Possibly. But I've decided to wait until after dinner. I'll get most of it done tonight, finish it off tomorrow, and if I do bad I'll rewrite it to submit next week. This class has 2 chances for every assignment so it's fine. Anyways. On to episode 10

Honestly as it loads I just want to say that this show is way faster paced then I thought it'd be. Like I was convinced Isobel would be gone for way longer. Rosa's death would be revealed in like the finale, and honestly also thought I'd be unable to trust way more of these characters.

Oh yeah, what if she doesn't remember? That would insanely suck. Well see soon.

Ok good she remembers. Now to see if the cure works. I believe in it.

Yes Isobel! Idk how he lasted as long as he did! It's actually so gross, but hey, he's gone now right?

Liz seems a little less enthusiastic, but I mean, I would expect that. She's got to have conflicted emotions about Isobel.

We love sibling teasing though.

Yeah, I was right she was conflicted. It's 100% fair though. And she still saved Isobel despite that, so yeah. Max and Liz are actually so cute together now though.

Jenna seems chill with everything now considering. So she's back to being pretty good now. Yay!

And Michael talked to Alex. Let's see how that went

Ok, but same! Why were Isobel and Max adopted but Michael left behind? It doesn't make sense to me.

Why though? Like the system really sucks that needs to get fixed. I'm happy he ended up back in Roswell, but the circumstances really suck. His life was not fun

Yeah, government conspiracy. Not fun

Honestly despite everything, Jenna is handling this well. I like that they're friends again too.

I get Kyle questioning his mother, but short of telling her about the aliens, she can't answer his questions

Yeah, building something to leave in....

That's like kinda cute and vulnerable, but I'm also concerned because Michael has never seemed all that concerned with his life, so saying that kinda makes me worry about it.

Dude just straight up said he was leaving. Well he's honest, but that makes things a little more awkward.

Lmao. Poor Jenna, no he just needs to be pushed to sing apparently.

Yo, that Red Chair Night is so cool of them. It's nice when people give back when they can.

Oh, he's there.

Ok, well this is gonna be a little awkward, and need quite a bit of explaining. Isobel you're gonna need to tell your husband just about everything now, cause he knows more than you think.

Well, America hey. They sure do love their guns.

Yeah that would be confusing and hard to swallow. But hey, he came around pretty fast.

Why is Kyle's mom's office always so dark? Like she only has the lamp on. And his dad may have cheated but I do agree with the protect your kids code. He's not the worse person

Being an alien isn't what Alex needs to process. Michael potentially leaving is. Just saying.

So boyo has a piece of the missing ship. Time to see what he'll do with it. There's so many ways that could go. Somehow I doubt straight up giving it to Michael is one. I've been wrong before though.

Another racist asshole.

Oh she's getting her memories of Rosa back! That'll be interesting to see! I low-key thought we were done with that, but I definitely like this development.

Protestors. They're so dumb. Also, I don't think I like what Noah said.

Ok, crack theory! He's the other alien. Or involved somehow. Do I genuinely think this is true? No. Do I think it's a fun idea to throw out there? Sure, why not?

Ok one, it'd be so cool if Maria actually turned out to be psychic. She's pretty good at that stuff anyways. And two, she is literally the only person left out of the loop, and I must say that is a crime. She deserves to know too.

Ok, now I'm definitely thinking she has powers. Anyways, I love her accidentally guessing the person. She's gonna feel so weird knowing after sleeping with him.

She's feeling all types of weird and awkward right now. And I mean how else would you feel?

Ok, this whole extra dosage thing is worrisome. I don't know how this is gonna play out. Also the fact that it may make people extra alieny and its just lying around while we have evil aliens on the loose is not a good thing imo. That and following along with my crack theory of Noah, you would have just told him too. (I know she didn't, but I gotta play up the part here).

Ok, lockdown, 100% should have been the move here. Running out in the halls with an active shooter is not a good idea. And Noah's fine. Only the arm, so tis but a flesh wound.

I really enjoy this Kyle and Alex team up. And I am really excited to see what they'll uncover.

Magoo?

Aw, that's so cute.

There's way more then just saying "I love you"

Yo Isobel here, maybe use your powers to influence the shooter?

Who the fuck us this guy? What's he doing?

See being the hero. Why are there always the hero types? I love them, but man would I hate to love on irl.

She's remembering it all? Ok not all, but a lot more.

IT'S AN ALIEN THAT TAKES OVER MINDS!!! Similar to like Isobel, but not exactly the same. Maybe it took over Isobel? It definitely took over Wyatt that day, and it took over this guy! Ok, so we figured that much out, but who is it?

What is happening to him?

Ok, I see you Jenna, good approach. Use Liz to try and make Max be more careful. Idk if it'll work or not, but it's definitely the best shot you've got.

OKAY! Yes, I did not misread the romantic tension between Rosa and Isobel! That was 100% there.

Lmao. Yes, welcome to bisexuality.

Chaotic family. Michael swiping the antidote and Isobel just downing it with no hesitation.

I'm gonna be honest I don't even know if she needs to keeps taking the antidote. Maybe she just needs something to trigger them

😬 it's gonna happen again isn't it?

It was Liz's lab, because of course it was. That really sucks.

Yes! Put those pieces together! Yes okay! Isobel too! They're all innocent! Just one evil doer! That's a lot less messy once we find them!

Of course this alien says they can be a man though🙄. Nah, imma keep thinking its fruity. Better that way.

#rnm liveblog #roswell new mexico

[firewoodfigs]

work is slowly degrading me into Roy Mustang and this is not a good sign LOLOLOL

just. naps in the afternoon. naps everywhere. perpetual exhaustion. perpetual sigh @ everything in the world. I've only been to the office for two days this week and I already feel tired LOL so I just brought everything back home and I'll probably just... work from home... (except the lamp in my room has gone bust and my room receives very little light even in the mornings because it’s directly blocked by a building opposite :’)) 

this week is a little more fast-paced but still manageable, but I feel like things are gonna go downhill soon because I got roped into two upcoming trials and I’m just like *yeet* *internally screaming in the office* (BUT ALSO TOMORROW IS PAYDAY WOOHOOOOO) but irrelevant rant I think I still would choose disputes over corporate work because like over the past two weeks I've been reviewing corporate stuff and figuring out how to use Microsoft Excel and I already feel like I’m going blind lmao. the annoying part is I can’t even write these days because my eyes, my brain - they’re both so enervated after a day full of research and writing and thinking and more thinking. all I do when I get home these days is just loll on the couch and listen to music from the 60s and dream about tender royai while waiting for the earth to claim me. 

but also I am full of, as Taylor Swift might say, contrarian shit :^) part of me does miss doing the whole arguing in court thing... just a little bit, though - definitely don’t miss the associated panic LMAO like. the days the leading up to moots were always a dumpster. sleeping around the couches in school. living off instant ramen and shitty coffee. reviewing memorandums and scripts over and over. and the worst dang thing of all: organising bundles of authorities oh my woRD I hated that so much!!! my pals and I lugged a frickin’ printer to Australia ok LMAO just imagine!!! 

but yea. im just. tired. wheezing. waiting for inspiration to strike me again. I feel like the mundane routine is slowly dulling me as a person and I need to inject some novelty into my life :c but we’ll figure that out as we go. 

on the bright side, though, I managed to squeeze out some time to meet some friends today! :> I met a friend for lunch because we work pretty close to each other (fortunately, she’s a blessing bless her heart), and then I met a friend for dinner. we had Israeli food, and this pita stuffed with steak and eggs was just. mindblowingly good. also really liked the tiramisu :) I bought her some strawberry beer and apple crumble cider and wrote her a thing ‘cos work has been bogging her down, but I'm also so, so elated to know that she’s found such a sweet partner who’s worthy of her!! affection!! he sent the both of us back home after so I got to talk to him and just :^) idk how to explain this - the inexplicable joy of knowing that your friend is in good hands and is finally getting the love she deserves. also the fact that my mail is arriving safely in people’s mailboxes across international borders and capable of bringing good cheer during a time like this warms my heart immensely :))))) 

ok anyway it’s 1230am and my bed beckons and I'm gonna go sleep now but here is my life update that no one asked for and my shoddy attempt at ~ consistent journalling ~ HAHAHAHA goodnight folks!! have a good week ahead!! stay safe and stay lit I love yall v v much <3 

#personal #not fma #might drop a lil' surprise on ao3 in a few hours time... if I wake up early enough :))

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #466

“she is the butcher, she wants the air  /  she hides the scars under her hair”

Who do you think cares the most about you? My mom. What do you do when you’re pissed off? Isolate and cry. Have you ever had unprotected sex? Good luck catchin' me do that. What did your mother study at university? Social work. What was the last thing you took a video of? I have zero idea. What is your least favorite kind of weather? Hot and humid weather can actually fuck off. What was the last housework you did? Does changing my cat's litter count? Have you ever had famous neighbors? Not to my knowledge. Have you ever lived in a small community where everyone knew each other? Nope. Have you ever actually drank warm milk? NO EW EW EW EW EW Do you talk to your pets? If you don't, are you REALLY a pet parent??????? Who is a famous person you could see yourself reading a biography about? He's always said he doesn't want to but I really hope Mark writes an autobiography one day alskdjklafjw;ejr Are there any numbers you dislike for any reason? No. What skill that you have do you make most use of? idk man Have you ever done something sexual that you regret? Nah. Have you ever said anything to the last person you kissed that you regret? No. Have you ever ate so much you puked? No. Do you care about what others think of your physical appearance? Sometimes/some places yes, other times/places, no. Would you rather eat cookies or brownies? It would probably change with what I'm feeling, but I lean towards a nice center piece brownie. :^) If you’re out late, where are you likely to be? This literally never happens. Do you ever visit your mall’s arcade (if it has one)? Our mall is lame as fuck. It definitely doesn't have one. What’s your absolute favorite topic to discuss? Mark, lmao. What is your least favorite topic to discuss? Politics. Have you ever been confined to a wheelchair? "Confined" seems like a strong word, but a nurse did give me one at the doctor's office when I massively tore a ligament in my foot and could barely walk at all. If you have a job, who’s your closest friend at work? Don't remind me that I don't have a job. Have you told anyone you love them today? Not yet, but I'm sure I will later. Have you ever worked in an office? No, but I guess that's what I'm going to wind up going for once I'm ready to job-hunt again... It feels sad that I'm actually aiming for the cubicle life now just because my interaction with people would be much more limited than with most other jobs. Who does the grocery shopping in your house? My mom. Do you prefer margarine or butter, and why? I don't even know if I'd recognize the taste difference. Have you ever been in serious trouble at work or school? No. Do you have any strange fears or phobias that you’re embarrassed of? That I'm embarrassed of, no. Can you smell anything right now? No. Have you ever tried coconut water? No. Which Asian country would you like to visit the most? Idk. Maybe Japan? How old were your parents when they got engaged? I have no idea. Have you ever done a first aid course? No. If so, would you be prepared to perform CPR if necessary? No. Have you ever ‘done it’ in a hotel room? No. Just the idea grosses me out. Where is your next vacation? Couldn't tell ya, buddy. Which are better black or green olives? I'm not a fan of black olives, and I won't even TRY green ones. They just look so fucking disgusting to me. Does your car have a backup camera? Mom's doesn't. Have either of your parents ever been in trouble with the law? No. Do you have a preferred brand of bottled water? Essentia. Is your skin more oily, dry, or combination? It's a combination depending on the location. Where did you meet your current significant other? High school band. What kind of house do you wish you lived in? One that's in the woods. What was the last compliment you received from an old lady? I don't have a clue. Do you know how to cut hair? Properly, no. Have you ever had a classmate die? I believe maybe once? If you have a song stuck in your head, what is it? I recently discovered "Foxy, Foxy" by Rob Zombie and it's Good Stuff. Do you tend to space out a lot? Very much so. What people have changed your life for the better? My parents, my psychiatrist, a PHP therapist, Sara, debatably Jason... Have you ever had any kind of dangerous addiction? What’s this addiction? Caffeine, I guess. Are your parents still married, divorced, or split up? Like this decision? They're divorced, and while it sucks for your parents to split up, it's a decision that I definitely approve of given all they ever did was fight when I was growing up. Them staying together would've been very destructive. Have you ever heard of Hollywood Undead? Do you like them? Well yeah, and I like a large number of songs to where I'd consider myself a fan. I actually had a shirt in high school. Has anyone ever called you a coward before? Who called you that? I don't believe so. Are you a Jeffree Star fan? Or no? Do you think he’s awesome/dumb? Honestly, yes. Like he's done dumb shit, but has more than sufficiently apologized for it in my opinion and changed his behavior for the better. I also - astonishingly - like his music quite a bit. As well, his work ethic is fucking INCREDIBLE, like extremely admirable. Has your grandmother ever made you anything? Not including cookies. I don't think so. I don't even think she ever liked me. Do you disgust anyone? Did they tell you that? Why is this, anyways? Not that I know of. When was the last time you cried, and why (if you want to share)? I don't remember, actually. Probably just about life. Who was the last person who was rude to you? *shrug* Do you have a relationship with God? lol no, and even if I believed in him, I wouldn't have a remotely decent opinion of that entity. Is weed legal in your state? No. Have you ever thrown up in class? In kindergarten, yes. What is something that you used to be ashamed of, but now you’re not? As a kid, being a girl, I was so embarrassed by liking Pokemon. Now, I am literally wearing an Eeveelutions shirt and went out in public lmao. I couldn't care less about loving them cuties. Have you ever walked outside in below zero weather? No; I've never experienced those temperatures. Have you ever held a newborn baby? Yes, but I was sitting down. I would be WAY too scared of dropping a baby otherwise. Are a ton of your Facebook friends getting married and having kids now? I legitimately think most of my friends on there already have kids and/or are married/engaged. It's triggering sometimes and was a massive motivator for me taking a break from there. What’s something you believe in that most people don’t? So uh, I hope this doesn't sound insensitive given how it just passed, but I 100% believe the U.S. government was to some extent involved in 9/11. There is an incredible amount of evidence when you do the research. Is there anyone who’s dear in your heart who’s going down the wrong path? I worry about one of my good friends quite a bit. She is horribly addicted to pot (like, she admits it) in a state where it's not legal, and I'm concerned she'll face legal repercussions eventually. She also dates an absolute lowlife asshole, but they've been together for a very long time, and I just worry about how that might damage her later down the road. Do you get enough sleep? God, it never feels like it. What’s something you wish you would have known sooner? That college wouldn't work for me. Like, I dropped out of three. I do NOT want to know the debt I'm in. What’s the next big project you plan to start? Idk. Possibly something for Girt's birthday because Mom really pissed me off and doesn't want to spend *any*thing to help me get something for him. Is that bad on my end? Like she pointed out he knows I don't work, but like... come on. He's my bf, one of my greatest friends ever, and you can't spare anything? I really don't know if that's selfish or not; it's just that if I get him nothing, I will feel like ACTUAL garbage. So making something may just be my only option. I just dunno what... Do you think you were cute in your baby pictures? omg yes, idk what happened Do you remember pre-school? A lot of it, yes. My long-term memory is pretty damn amazing. Would you allow your children to date prior to 16? Yes. Does your town have a farmer’s market? I think so? Which app on your phone do you tend to get the most notifications from? Pokemon GO, lol. How old were you when you met your current best friend? Around 11. What is something you gave up on after many failed attempts? Photography is coming real fuckin close. I've been trying to go somewhere with that for YEARS. Would you rather read a book, or listen to the audiobook? Physically read. I think my attention would stray listening to an audiobook. Do you think tomorrow will be a better day than today? It's possible, idk. I had a doctor's appointment today that absolutely slaughtered my mood, so I feel fucking horrific, but Girt is also coming over today, and I'm sure he'll cheer me up. I won't see him tomorrow, so that's a bummer. With which friend are you most likely to share a secret? Sara. What is the last thing you complained about? It's hot as shit outside. Is there a show you swear that you will never watch? 13 Reasons Why. What was the last topic that you ranted about? Anti-vax bullshit. Who is the most sensitive person that you know? Bitch, me. Have you ever had a tooth (or teeth) pulled? No. What did you do last Halloween? Literally nothing on the actual holiday. :/ Fire drills: Did you ever wish they were real… just once? ... To get out of school, yes. :x What was the last thing that you felt strongly about? I am still positively livid about Texas' "heartbeat bill." Fuck that place and fuck that law. What is one insecurity you have about your body? Um, everything???? What is one part of your body that you are proud of? Nothing????

#survey #surveys #random questions #lyrics: ''foxy foxy'' by rob zombie

[fizzingwizard]

;______; just heard that from September we’re gonna have three students in our cluster who are under 1 year old... (5 in the school total)

aaahhh im exhausted just thinking about it

and whats crazy is in one of the classes with under 1 yos there is a kid who is between 1-2 yo and she cannot walk yet. We have been trying to help her learn and have begun wondering if there is some reason beyond her mother just didn’t really encourage her to walk before. (Like maybe she needs leg braces etc.) So far no news on that but this kid only drags her feet around, obviously she needs constant help, and there are 12 other kids in the class, two of whom are under 1 and three teachers, HOW are they supposed to do it???

and the class that will have three under 1s has two first year teachers in it, that makes me so nervous... They’re both awesome coworkers, this is no shade on them, but under 1s can be TOUGH, it’s SO easy for them to get hurt. idk it feels like an accident waiting to happen.

i’ve been at schools where 5 students was an entire class, if we’re gonna have this many under 1s we should just have a class for them, come on! I love them but they are twice the work of kids on year older than them.

Also the recommended teacher-student ration for 1-3 yos is 1:6, which we abide by, but I believe it’s actually 1:3 or 1:4 when the kids are belong 18/12 mos. Apparently the head office does not care.

These kids are not in my class, I currently teach 2-3s, however I am a long care teacher and I look after them during morning and after care. I do their nap and their snack and play time supervision etc. From 10-2 they’re part of their class, but the rest of the day they belong to all of us.

More work ranting under the cut because I guess I just need to vent to the air.

And we have a LOT of students now - two clusters of going on 30 in each, in very small classrooms where the teachers are expected to watch them like a hawk AND keep constantly busy with numerous tasks at the same time.

Plus our prep time has been cut down this year despite additional work getting put on us, and we have no extra help.

If one teacher is out sick, no one gets prep time.

Don’t remember if I whined about this before, but a month or so ago we had a meeting in which the leader said “If you find you don’t have enough prep time, that’s on you to manage your time better.” It was super condescending and annoying. I’m like, dude, my contract says I get 1 hour prep and 1 hour break. We never ever EVER get the full two hours (and I should mention this is never consecutive, it’s 15 min here, 30 min there, 1 full hour if you’re really lucky). It’s usually at most 1 hr 45. But a 30 min break is fine! I’d love to take a 30 min break. Almost never do. Way too busy.

Like, I won’t get into it, but the laundry list of Stuff To Do recently has been ENORMOUS. In my class, I have 19 students. One of my co-teachers is part time, meaning she’s not around to help during much of prep time, and the other is a leader meaning she’s constantly in meetings or doing leader assignments. They are both fantastic co-workers, but yeah, this means I do ALL the class stuff. I prepare all the crafts, I do a ton of the organizing, and I’m often the only teacher from my class available in the afternoons because part-time teacher went home and leader teacher is in a meeting. So I end up with a lot of the after care stuff.

We have to hand out these big projects that teachers are responsible for preparing for each student on 8/16. We know these are coming and prep for them as soon as possible, but like, I won’t get into this either lol, but it’s so hard. It’s time-consuming by itself, and made worse because all the school computers are crap (like takes-15-min-to-start, another 10 to open the browser, 5 to go to the website, then it freezes, then 5 more, another freeze, etc) and like you have 15 min break time hahahahaha.

I wanted to get such a head start that I just started doing what I could back in the beginning of the year but we lit can’t do the bulk of the work until a certain kind of envelope is delivered and that doesn’t come till summer for some stupid reason. Soooo our long prep days in April when there are no kids around... can we use those to prep for this project? Heck no!

Anyway. This year’s is due on 8/16. This coming week we are off for obon break. This year also, the company is doing the project slightly differently. Instead of staggering what class gives out their projects to their students when, we all have to do it at once. We are our company’s biggest school, sooo my honest thought is no one at the head office thought about us when they made this change. The other schools don’t have to stagger anyway, they have at most two classes. We have four.

So this means everyone is printing their projects at the same time. For one student, you need 10 sheets on A3 paper. For my class of 19, that is 190 sheets of paper. For four classes, we’re over 700 sheets total. THAT IS A LOT OF PAPER.

So I get to work this morning and boss says “Yeah so we’re out of A3 paper.”

!!!

IT’S DUE MONDAY.

There was a little bit left so I just charged and printed as much of my stuff as I could in the morning before anyone else could. Then, miraculously, another packet of A3 paper appeared out of nowhere, and we were able to print most of the rest of our students’ projects. (My coworker who is a leader has not printed hers yet because she is super busy and isn’t finished. Again, she’s an awesome coworker, I wish I could have helped her more, but uh, I’m also swamped and not taking breaks, so. Hopefully she can do it before we really do run out of A3 paper.)

Getting more paper is no big deal, it’s just that no one has the time, and this is due Monday.

So I was super stressed. Sooooo super stressed for such a dumbbbb reason. And I don’t understand why these projects have to go out on Monday anyway. Some kids don’t even come to school on Mondays. Like. Just make sure they get them next week, isn’t that good enough?? Why make us stress and panic.

Everyone else seemed fine though, I was the only one tearing my hair out because I’m the type who finishes everything a day early so I have a day to check it over... I am not spontaneous and I hate to rush...

I lit told my coworkers, because regardless of the paper situation we are still behind because we have not had any time to organize the projects, that I will just stay late tomorrow to do it. It’s the Friday before a break so I don’t mind too much. I am really tired tho and would of course rather just go home and sleep but. I’ve done this before. Finishing up this project will take 1.5 hours - 2 hours at the current state it’s in, IF I can just sit down and do it uninterrupted. (Have I mentioned these projects are HEAVY?? And there’s 19 of them?? It’s a big job just to take them out and start putting them together >.<)

So tomorrow evening that is what I will likely be doing -.-;

There are INNUMERABLE other STUPID parts of this project - the idea behind it is great, but the way we are required to make it is absolutely bonkers and desperately needs a revamp but does anyone listen to a preschool teacher? heck no lol

uggh.

I feel better after venting tho.

I like my job, I just wish humans in general gave a shit, not even about quality of life (since obvs that’s expecting too much lol, also as a person with privilege I’m aware I’ve already got it pretty darn good), but just about not making jobs that are ridiculous. Just plan them out better, sheesh. There’s no reason for all this running around. The projects don’t need to be printed. Or they don’t need to be so huge. They don’t need all this fuss and nonsense. They are a good idea, but we could do them in a way that would be sooo much less stressful.

(The funniest part of all being, it’s a project for the parents mainly, and the parents... don’t like it x’D No they really don’t. They are happy to have the project, but first they’ve got to get it home, and it is HUGE and HEAVY and UNWIELDY lmao. And some of them are carrying twin 2 year olds and both of their futons home as well, and we’re like “here you go, two giant projects for you to take home!” And the parents are like “thanks????”)

#fizz's life #work

[dreamiehrs]

dream run ➛ nct dream

genre: fluff, crack (it’s the dreamies what do you expect), roadtrip!au, bestfriends!dreamies

summary: you and your besties (nct dream) go on a road trip to this beautiful beach before summer ends.

note: a bulleted fic bc idk how to write this tbh... also this is completely platonic love!! just you and the dreamies being besties <3 enjoy! (gif credit: @softkooky​)

warning: some swearing

so you and your best friends, the dreamies, are all hanging out in their dorms, moseying around and playing video games on jeno’s computer from time to time

until hyuck runs in

“guys!! I’ve got an idea!”

everyone internally groans (sorry hyuck)

“we should all go on a road trip together! wouldn’t that be fun? injunnie can drive!”

cue renjun tossing a pillow at hyuck’s face

“well, I’m interested. where are we gonna drive to?” jaemin speaks up from behind the kitchen counter, snacking on some sugar cubes

“I haven’t thought that far yet.”

now everybody is throwing a pillow at hyuck as he tries to defend himself while you pull out your phone beside chenle

“what ya doing?” he asks beside you and leans over your shoulder

“trying to figure out where we should go.”

“see! y/n agrees with me~!” hyuck calls out and runs behind you to look at your phone screen as well

the first thing that pops up is this beautiful condo right near the beach. a lighthouse sitting on top of a mountain right beside the condo, and you swear you can see a restaurant only a mile or two away from it

you jump up quickly from the couch “guys, let’s go here.”

everyone reads what's on your phone one by one and all of them agree

“should we go now?” chenle asks, almost leaping from his seat

“I think we should wait until tomorrow. it’s already the afternoon and if we start now, we won’t get there until midnight or later.” renjun remarks and jisung nods his head

hyuck has a frown on his face and chenle does as well, jeno looks indifferent but you know he really wants to go

"I say f-it and let's just go." you declare and everyone but renjun jump up in glee, while he just facepalms

now everyone is running to their rooms, rustling through their drawers and bringing out the suitcases

you excuse yourself to go back to your apartment and grab your things

no one notices because they’re too busy running around frantically

thirty to forty minutes later, you arrive back to their dorms to see everyone standing outside of it with all of their suitcases

renjun passes by you and states “I hate this fucking family” (wow what a vine reference king)

you laugh loudly as you all shove your suitcases in the trunk of the car

now it's time to decide who sits where inside the car

you all play rock-paper-scissors except renjun because... he's driving (unfortunately)

jaemin wins passenger seat in the front and literally glomps renjun

you, jisung, and chenle are sitting in the middle row all together, and they both decide that you're gonna sit in between them

RIP you... but not really because the maknaes are tons of fun and you'll probably be cracking up during the way there and back ^^

jeno and hyuck lose and are in the back, but they don't seem to mind

because they downloaded tons of shows and movies to watch so... they're completely prepared for this trip

you all shuffle into the car and bring some things to keep you guys entertained... renjun even bought those tiny screens with a DVD player so you guys can watch movies LMAO

renjun pulls up the address on the GPS and you guys start your adventure there!

the first hour or so is full of bantering and teasing the others, then you go to your own devices

lele brought board games, books, card games, tons of electronics, etc

while jisung just brought... food

we all know how much this boy loves to eat

you just chuckle at how his bookbag is overflowing with snacks while he just lightly pushes your forehead back before handing you some chips

you accept them and lele pulls out a card game for the three of you to play

nana is in the front listening to an audiobook with his airpods... it's titled "how much sugar is too much sugar?"

jeno and hyuck are watching a movie in the back and sharing a blanket together... you can see jeno slowly drifting off and hyuck tapping his shoulder every few minutes to wake him up

injunnie is just... well... driving as nana would update him about his audiobook from time from time

the card game between you, lele, and jisungie is getting intense and finally, the winner is revealed... it's you!

lele and jisungie already planned that if you won, you would be surprised with a tickle attack

they send each other 'the signal' and start jabbing your sides rapidly, you squirming around like crazy to avoid their hands

the three of you decide to watch a movie together, putting the small movie players injunnie bought to use

you all attempt to watch on one movie player, jisung having to scoot even closer to you

you're now squishing lele but he just lifts his left arm and places it on the top of the seat behind your head, giving you more room

now hyuck starts complaining about how he's hungry and jisungie just throws a snack at hyuck before going back to the movie

"I need to go to the bathroom~~" hyuck whines out, jeno sleeping soundly on hyuck's right shoulder

“hyuck, we’ve only been driving for an hour and a half by now.” renjun calls out and disturbs jeno’s beauty sleep, him groaning and clinging even more to hyuck

“and? you guys know I have a small bladder, right?”

hyuck’s complaints finally get to injun’s head “alright, when I find the closest rest stop I’ll let you all know.”

hyuck hums in content and lets himself slowly drift off to sleep, him and jeno now cuddling like no tomorrow

after about 30 minutes, renjun stops at a little rest stop and the stillness of the car makes everyone aware of where they are

hyuck literally jumps out of the car and sprints toward the bathrooms... naruto who?

you all waddle over to the bathrooms and do your business

afterward, you guys head over to the little snack shop nearby to try to buy lunch

jeno let you borrow one of his airpods so you’re... extra careful because you tend to be pretty clumsy

he has a bomb playlist ngl... you did your best to not bust out dancing in the middle of an aisle earlier

so you’re all in the line waiting to check out when one of you realizes...

you lost jaemin

“where’s nana?” hyuck asks and everyone goes into panic mode

so you guys abandon the check out line and go searching for jaemin who just disappeared

you were passing by the frozen section of the shop when you swear you saw someone who looked like jaemin trapped in one of the freezers

...wait a minute

you take a double take and behold... it is jaemin whose stuck in one of the freezers

you quickly open the door and tell him to get out, while he just replies with: “no, I’m done with this road trip by now.”

“jaemin you’re actually going to freeze, get out of the freezer.”

“make me.”

you curse at him underneath your breath and call jeno for help, who just looks wearily at nana “jaemin, what the actual fuck are you doing?”

“trying to hide from you guys so you won’t make me go back in that cursed car.”

you and jeno share a glance before dragging nana out of the freezer

you give nana your jacket so he doesn’t actually freeze to death and tug him along by his hand as you spot the others

“why is jaemin blue?” jisung inquires as hyuck back hugs nana, attempting to warm the poor boy up

“I tried to escape you guys by freezing myself in the freezer. it didn’t work out as planned.”

...okay jaemin

so you guys buy all your lunches and head back to the car

renjun revs it back to life and all of you get situated before driving off

time skip to 3ish hours later bc... I’m lazy :)

you arrive at the condo and it’s !! breathtaking

you're not too far from the beach and there is a restaurant and a convenience shop nearby

once you get in the condo you guys play rock-paper-scissors (once again) to figure out the situation of the rooms

jaemin wins the biggest room of all but, to be honest... he deserved it

except he has to room with jisungie... you can just imagine it now: jaemin cuddling and babying jisung until no tomorrow

hyuck & jeno get their own rooms!! hooray!

you and china line have to share a room... time for them to be speaking in Chinese and you looking far off in the distance like you’re in The Office

it’s around 4 pm and you all decide to go to the beach because!! why not

you all change into your bathing suits as fast as you can and slather sunscreen on each other and go running to the beach

at first, you guys were just gonna all sit down on the chairs you brought and take it easy because... it took a while for you guys to get there

however, everyone was forcing each other in the water so... you just went with it

the water was super cold at first until hyuck picked you up by the waist and dragged you deeper into the ocean (like he did to mark in that Miami vid)

jisungie just laughs at how relentless hyuck is and stays a safe distance from you and him

hyuck eventually gives up and lets you go before chasing down jaemin and doing the same to him

you go and bother renjun whose trying to build a sandcastle by poking his sides until he gets annoyed

“y/n... do you want to die?”

you just laugh and keep on annoying him until he gets fed up and almost puts you in a headlock

lele is chasing jisung across the beach and jeno is surfing on the waves with the surfboard he brought himself

about an hour later... you’re all exhausted so you bundle yourselves in the towels you brought and trek back to your condo

when you get back, you all take quick showers and change into your pajamas

lele decides to stay up with jisungie and hyuck to play video games while you and the others go to sleep

you wake up the next morning to a body draped over you and to be honest, you’re not surprised when you find out its lele

he’s clinging onto you like a koala and you just laugh at his sleepy face nuzzled into your stomach

you don’t wanna disturb him but at the same time... you really have to go to the bathroom, so...

coincidentally, at the same time, someone starts clashing pans together, which you presume is renjun

lele jumps out of his skin and you just pat the top of his head before slithering out of his snug hold

you go do your business and end up taking another shower bc... why not

you slip into some comfy shorts and a loose, long-sleeve shirt before making your way to the kitchen

you plop down on a barstool beside a groggy jeno and lie against the cold, marble counter

hyuck follows your actions on the right side of you and his bedhead is... extreme... let’s just say that for now

you guys didn’t stop by the grocery store on your way here so basically... you had no food except the snacks jisungie brought + the ones you guys bought at the convenience store

renjun looks up the closest breakfast restaurant and it’s only 15 minutes away... that’s definitely a win

you all shuffle into the car and this time you sit all the way in the back with jeno just so you could sleep on your way there LMAO

you get woken up by both lele and hyuck screaming in your ears... cue renjun saying “I hate this fucking family”

just kidding, you love these dorks so much

after you guys order and everything you kinda just... chill out

you and nana play around with the snapchat filters on his phone

renjun is talking your ear off with all the conspiracy videos he watched earlier

hyuck is... sleeping

jeno is tuning the whole world out w his airpods

and jisung and chenle are quietly screaming about the pubg game they’re playing on their phones right now

when your food arrives you all gobble down without wasting a second

...that was a bad choice on your guys part because everyone is dozing off now LMAO

you guys shuffle back into the car and drive back to the condo to get ready to go to the beach (again, I know)

you guys arrive and you brought a lounge chair to sleep on because... you’re that tired from stuffing your face this morning

you unfold your chair and plant injun’s purple umbrella beside your chair

you’re just drifting off when you hear someone’s footsteps approach your chair

you expected someone to tackle you but however, that’s not the case

you open one eye to see nana unfolding a lounge chair and planting it beside yours

“take a picture, it’ll last longer.” you can hear him say and you just groan

“shush, nana. I’m trying to sleep.”

“well, I’m trying to get my beauty sleep too, so don’t disturb me.”

you start dozing off in the middle of his sentence LMAO

you don’t know how long you’re asleep for until you feel someone giving you a piggyback ride

you open your eyes for a second and see a tuft of light pink hair before dozing off again

you don’t even remember being slid off of jisung’s back into the back of the car with jeno beside you

all you remember is waking up the next morning with no one lying by your side, which probably meant you slept in

you go freshen up in the bathroom and change into some actual decent clothes before heading out of your shared bedroom

however, you’re only met with hyuck and jisung sat on the couch watching a channel on the tv

“where’s everyone?” you ask as you walk over to them and squeeze yourself between both of them

“oh, they’re getting refreshments because hyuck and I are really worn out from the past two days. so today’s gonna be a chill day.” jisung explains

“but wasn’t yesterday a chill day?” you inquire as you look back and forth between jisung and hyuck

“it was a chill day for you and nana. everyone else was playing hard while you two got your hard-earned beauty sleep.” hyuck answers back and you nod before all the three of you are in an intense episode of Game of Thrones

all your legs are tangled together as you three wanted to cuddle bc you guys kept on complaining about how cold it was... however, jisung untangled his legs to go grab a humongous fluffy blanket and threw it on top of you and hyuck

jisung proceeds to snuggle underneath the covers once again with you on his left, and you struggle to keep your eyes open until you guys hear the front door open

“we’re back! wake up, sleepyheads!” renjun shouts which makes all three of you simultaneously flinch

him, nana, lele, and jeno all set down the grocery bags on the coffee table in front of you guys

“geez, how much did you guys buy?” hyuck asks from your right as jisung snuggles closer to you on your left

“tons, if you couldn’t tell. everything’s up for grabs, so get it while it’s fresh.” you rustle from underneath the snug blanket and search through the bags, eventually settling on green tea ice cream, chocolate, bottled water, and sour cream and onion chips

you sit back down on the couch and you hear hyuck snicker from beside you. “so unhealthy..” he says

“don’t say that like you don’t have a whole bag of Cheetos in your lap right now.”

he just nudges you in response and somehow all seven of you guys sit on the couch together

jeno has control of the remote and he puts on Spirited Away

it was eight when you guys started and it was a two-hour movie so... you guys finished around ten

after the movie, you guys had cleaned up all the trash from the snacks you ate and got ready for bed... jisungie invited you to stay up with him to play video games and you took up that offer for about an hour or so

when your head hit the pillow later that night, you were out cold LMAO

the next morning renjun wakes you up by shaking you, and you just hit his chest to make him stop

“y/n... it’s our last day here.” this made you get up

you just pout and he ruffles your hair before pushing you towards the bathroom... basically telling you to hurry the f up

once you’re all situated, you head out to the kitchen to see him serving everyone pancakes, scrambled eggs, and bacon

what a god

this particular morning, all of you take your time eating. savoring everything before you guys have to leave tomorrow morning

lele lets you share one of his airpods and his playlist is actually filled with every nct song known to exist... taeyong is *crying in proud mom noises*

jaemin plays with your hair from beside you while he scrolls through Instagram, already done with his breakfast

and yes... you guys go to the beach once again... how could you not? and especially on the last day

you guys are already all prepared for the beach so you jump in the car and drive to the beach for the third time

jeno brings his boards to teach you guys how to surf!! how fun!!

as a team effort, you guys try your best for 15 minutes straight

you actually got the ropes of it, but the other five kept on getting aggravated because they kept on losing balance every 5 seconds

you thank jeno for giving you some lessons on how to surf and he grins at you before you start to head to where lele is seated on the sand

he’s making a sandcastle, and now it’s a competition on who can make the biggest one

after a few minutes, he glances at yours and starts hyena laughing until he just starts to silently laugh

“oh gosh, what is it now?”

he wipes a tear from his eye. “yours reminds me of jisung’s big head.”

before you can even react to his statement, jisung comes up from behind chenle and necks him before sprinting off in the other direction

lele is quick to get up and start chasing after jisung. you don’t notice that hyuck has come up from behind you and lifts you from underneath your arms

“hyuck, don’t you d―“

“too late.” he carries you bridal style to the ocean and the both of you go under for a solid 10 seconds before you come back up again. your wet hair is now sticking to your back and hyuck is grinning at you like an idiot

he comes closer to you and you know he’s gonna dump you back into the water... but there’s nowhere to go to escape from his antics at this rate

“if I drown I’m blaming it on you.” you say as he lifts you up once again

he smirks. “fair enough.” before dunking you back into the water and doing the same to himself as well

you come back up for air and your ears are... full of water

thanks, hyuck

lele is still chasing jisung on the beach while renjun stares at them like their madmen

it’s all fun and games until jisung trips and lele literally pounces on him LMAO

and at this rate... you’re extremely burnt and everyone is wiped out from being at the beach for... 2 to 3 hours...

you get jeno to piggyback you to the car because... you’re too tired to even try to move

he does like the sweet guy he is and even sits in the back with you so you could lie your head on his shoulder for a bit... can you tell that I love jeno?

it's around 4 pm and you guys decide to freshen up for a bit before heading out to dinner

you try to look decent and ask the guys for their opinions on what outfit you should wear

they all have different fashion styles, though, so you just reside in hyuck who has the closest style to yours out of the others

when you put on each individual outfit and walk out of the bathroom like you’re striding down the runway, hyuck is your hypeman

even if he isn’t digging the outfit that much, he’ll still compliment how great it looks on you or how it describes your personality

once you settle on an outfit that both you (and hyuck) agree on, you guys head out to the Mediterranean restaurant nearby!!

you’re situated between lele and hyuck... the loudest ones of your friend group... god help you

the three of you scan the menu, helping each other figure out what they’re gonna eat and such

whatever you guys order looks really good... you’ve never been more excited to eat than at this moment lmao

you then proceed to entertain the two boys beside you, playing truth or dare and never have I ever until you guy’s food arrives

you inhale your food like earlier, and you have to force yourself awake because this time, no one was going to give you a piggyback ride TT

when you guys get back to the condo, you all change into pjs and renjun decides to go to bed first, having to drive for a great deal tomorrow

you wipe off some of the makeup you had on for dinner and jump into bed alongside renjun, opting to watch a short youtube video of cooking asmr to help you fall asleep

before you even know it, you’ve fallen asleep in the middle of the video

yes, you were that tired

you wake up, tangled in your earbuds and renjun still fast asleep beside you

earlier renjun said he wanted to leave around nine... it was already eight

“injunnie, wake up.” you lightly shake him and he groans

“no.”

“oh my gosh, stop being a baby. it’s already eight o’clock.”

his eyes suddenly open and he jumps up to get ready

you just shake your head and decide to make the rounds to see if anybody else was awake

...no one else was awake LMAO

you wrestle with the others to get them up and ready to leave, and at this rate, it seems like you guys are gonna leave at ten

you put on some sweats and an oversized t-shirt before packing all of your stuff... you’re definitely not going to tell renjun that you stole his cream cleanser and almost used all of it... (sorry renjun TT)

you also went to bed at 1 am... yolo

it’s now 8:30 am, and you guys are dumping all your luggage into the trunk of the car

renjun is still planning on driving, so he situates himself inside the car and waits for you guys to finish up with the seating arrangements

jeno is sitting up front with injun

hyuck, jisung, and chenle are sitting in the middle row

and you’re in the back with nana

he lets you listen to the podcast he’s currently listening to while the three in front of you guys are screaming

jeno is deadass playing The Sims on his phone (big mood)

after an hour everybody’s calmed down

you fell asleep on nana’s shoulder and his head is resting on yours

you guys get home safely and you drive yourself back to your apartment

time skip to a few months later... all of you are hanging out at the dreamies’ dorm and hyuck comes running in again

“let’s go on another road trip!!”

here we go again...

#nct dream imagines #nct dream scenarios #nct dream blurb #nct dream drabble #nct dream fluff #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct blurb #nct drabble #nct fluff #donghyuck #haechan #renjun #jaemin #jeno #chenle #jisung #featured

[hannafuckingsucks]

hey guess what uuuuuuh. today apparently was sompfd thoughts day™ on discord so I came up with a super cute n fluffy Hardzzello headcanon! this was all fueled by Joe's birthday post for Ben and the video of Ben gettin kissed on the cheek 😌 big help came from @walking-in-a-daze by making noises of encouragement at me while I spammed the chat with my brain barf lol, and for helping me to get the perfect final scene 🤭

(1,3k words oopsie)

ok without further ado, some very emotional thoughts™ about two headasses:

•°•°•°•°•°•

the thought of Ben and Joe just slowly getting more comfortable with physical contact!!!

like they are just friends first, of course. 

but both of them get very touchy-feely when drunk

it starts with just a hand on the shoulder or a pat on the back. 

or a hug with some extra room for the holy spirit in the crotch area at the end of the  night

but as months go on they get hella comfortable w each other

like public dancing

holding hands

touching their faces

kissing cheeks

idk I just get so soft thinking about them being so sweet and intimate and uuh BABIES

mmmmm the thought of them both being piss drunk one night and

idk Ben gets lost somewhere and Joe is so worried and runs around like "where is Benny?????"

and Ben just shows up after 15 minutes like "sowwy I was at the loo and aiming was hard lmao"

and Joe is so relieved that he's ok, he hugs him soo tightly

and when he finally let's go he cradles Ben's face in his hands and looks into his eyes and says how worried he was and how happy he is that he's fine

and Ben just giggles non stop because he's kinda embarrassed but also so happy 

AAAAAAAAA I'm gonna punch a wall

like I imagine the rest of the gang being there too, Gwil, Rami, Lucy etc.

they are not nearly as drunk as those two and they find it so cute but also constantly have to roll their eyes at those idiots

lovely thought: one of them *accidentally* takes home the other

like they talk about something while they are on their way home and they are really captured by the conversation 

and then it's just "oh we are at your flat Joe"

so Ben's like "I really should get going but-"

and then they talk another 20 minutes at the door step

and Joes just like "c'mon man. please come in. you can crash in my bed, I'll take the couch"

so they get in and they keep talking and Joe starts to get some bedding for the couch

but Ben feels kinda bad like "joe buddy, cmzon, I'll take the couch. I don't want your old man back to feel stiff tomorrow morning" with a wink

like the cheeky piece of shit he is lol

which ends in a lil fight because Joe is "old" but Ben is the guest!

but it's a king-size bed so it wouldn't even be that awkward

they just both look at it for a second, then at each other and 

they BoTH would REALLY love to sleep next to each other. to.. to feel each others warmth uhm

but they are both too pusseyy™ to admit that of course

the situation gets kinda tense

because who will say they want it first??

the answer is no one

but in the end one can talk the other into at least sharing the bed

so the bed is absolutely big enough for both of them, they got plenty of space, even jesus would approve.

but they unconsciously inch closer to each other in their sleep 

shocking, I know

and they wake up somehow spooning

plot twist of the century. revolutionary

I'm imagining Ben as the big spoon because he's bigger. y'know, wider. buff bapey boy

oh and Joe is awake already for like half an hour in the morning but he doesn't want to move because he feels so warm and save in Ben's ARMS. have you seen those guns? magnificent

it's a little awkward when they both wake up finally and Ben just keeps apologizing, feeling like he overstepped boundaries

so Joe has to stop his rambling

and they have a somehow uncomfortable but also intimate talk about how this is not a big deal and everything

about how they both are comfortable with being so physically close AAA 😩

it's very soft but also fueled by sexual tension y'know

Joe is able to talk about this in a very calm and collected manner 

but on the inside hes screaming to himself

about how in love he is 

it's one of those angel vs devil inside-dialogues like  "TELL HIM" "no I can't" "you COWARD" "HE'S MY FRIEND" "YOU LOVE HIM" "so WHAT if I do but he's my BRO" "BRO THAT YOU'D LIKE TO FU-" "shuT UP"

after they talked and made peace with the situation they get breakfast together uwu

or brunch. with mimosas like a true couple

but the are just friends!!!!!!! ;) ;) ;)

but they both still think a lot about their current situation

Ben might feels very conflicted and doesn't know how to handle this stuff and all those new emotions

he just never felt like that before

he just has this... fragile bro masculinity

the classic "I'm not gay but if I was.." dilemma oh poor baby

but now they BOTH constantly have the "I'm not gay I just love my friend" thought and honestly that makes me crack tf up

like. "I love him I would die for him oh my god! but I'M NOT G-" 

and one day Joe just has to talk about it with someone 

he just has to get it off his chest

and so he spills the beans to Gwil like "idk bro I just love him and he's my best friend and I just wanna spend all my free time with him. I mean I'm not gay but sometimes I imagine living in a cottage with Ben and 4 adopted dogs and two goats. we could grow our own vegetables in the garden too. I saw this YouTube video about this one lady that-"

and Gwil just goes "Joe that is so gay please stop lying to yourself"

a Joe's just like :O

so Gwil's like "listen. maybe you are not gay gay, as in homosexual BUT. you are very gay for Ben and that's honestly not a surprise to me anymore because I've been watching you two for some time now and wow. might as well just propose already you dumb bitch"

and Joe's just like

so Ben also goes for advice from Gwil

poor Gwil has to deal with all this bullshit :/

Ben's like "Gwil I need to talk to you about Joe" and Gwil just sighs and looks into the camera like he's on the office

Ben's kinda mad at himself because why the fuck would he feel feelings like this???

he currently is very irritated by said feelings and how he's not able to handle them

Ben's like "never in my life have I been soft, I don't know what to do?!"

and Gwil says "Ben you literally cried last week when we watched Aristocats"

so Gwil is trying to calmly explain to Ben that it's ok for him to feel like this and that he gets it, that it can be scary and weird at first but Ben still should be true to himself etc etc

and Ben's just like "..... ok. But. WHAT IF I AM JUST STUPID and Joe only likes me as a bro"

this goes back and forth for a while and Gwil tries his best to stay neutral 

because he really doesn't want to intervene too much by telling Ben about his talk with Joe

but after the 6th time of Ben doubting everything he snaps

"BEN GET YOUR FUCKING HEAD OUTA YA ASS YOU BLIND IDIOT bloody hell! first him and now you! why can't you just both be blunt and TALK?!"

"first him.. what?"

and Gwil just goes "I shouldn't have said that. I should NOT have said that" like full-on Hagrid in the philosopher's stone

and Ben's takes his time realizing what Gwil just said and his brain slowly begins to connect the dots

so the situations just them staring at each other like

Gwil:

Ben:

anyway, this is the end. I would love to let them fuck but uuh. dumbasses don't deserve it yet. this would need a, as @cherries-n-rocknroll fittingly described it, good short 15k pining fic! I agree, but I can't do that 💞

if you got this far, thank you, I hope you got to laugh as much as we did! ✨♥️

#what the fuck #idk #ben hardy #joe mazzello #gwilym lee #hardzello #hardzello headcanon #borhap boys #borhap imagine #borhap ships #borhap headcanon

[chimchimchoo]

Fly Me to the Moon :: Ch 2

Genre: Pure fluff crack

Word Count: 1,117

Pair: Yoongi x Jimin

Collaborated with @tayvengeance

Chapters: 1 2

“CHEER UP THIS SAD, EMO BOY!”

02-222-3333

Jimin stared at the note on the bathroom wall for a solid 5 minutes before he pulled out his phone and typed in the number.

authors note: we do not own any of the pictures, for better formatting so it’s more comfortable to read, check it out on AO3! AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14944508/chapters/34790039 Twitters: Tae’s Sujin’s <3 - Tae & sujin

Chat With Mochi_Moves

2015.12.13

01:00

Mochi_Moves:

Mint Yoongi

Are you still up??

SUGA:

Of course I am.

What’s up?

Mochi_Moves:

How are you doing?

I feel bad I haven’t spoken in a few days

Exams got in my way

And I’ve been at practice

SUGA:

It’s okay. I understand.

I haven’t actually left my producing office in like

3 days.

I took a shower yesterday, and answered the door

for my pizza, but that’s it.

Mochi_Moves:

3 days?!

Have you been getting any sleep?

Eating healthy??

You’re taking breaks right?

SUGA:

There’s a couch in here.

I’ve slept on it a few times.

And I got the veggie supreme ok.

Mochi_Moves:

A few times as in..

Sleeping for a consecutive amount of hours at a time?

Like

8 hours???

SUGA:

What is a R.E.M. cycle Jimin?

I don’t think I’ve ever had one

:o

Did you know scientists don’t know why

we sleep?

Mochi_Moves:

Wait they don’t?

I didn’t know that

SUGA:

Their best guess is ‘idk we just do’

Mochi_Moves:

Well

I mean

If you feel fine

Just don’t get sick again :c

It’s really cold too

Dress warm

And wear scarves if you ever leave your cave again

okay??

SUGA:

Jimin

Uh

Do you want to come over and eat this

pizza with me?

Mochi_Moves:

I’d love to

But I have to practice for a while

I’m only on a short break now

I can try to come tomorrow?

SUGA:

Yeah.

Hey,

Don’t wear yourself out.

I know you have to practice, but I also

want you to stay healthy and safe.

Mochi_Moves:

I will!

I only have a little bit of practice left and then I’ll get plenty of rest!

My shows only a few days away

It’s one of the hardest choreos I’ve learned yet

I’m nervous

But excited c:

SUGA:

I can’t wait to see you dance!

Mochi_Moves:

So Mint Yoongi

It’s almost Christmas!

c:

Are you going home for the holidays?

SUGA:

Ah, no. I don’t usually.

You know, family issues.

Mochi_Moves:

What

You’re going to be by yourself?

On Christmas????

SUGA:

No one to yell at me for being a screw-up gay

boy if I’m with myself on Christmas.

Mochi_Moves:

I thought I would be the only one here on Christmas!

My parents are visiting my brother for the holidays

He’s studying abroad

Let’s have Christmas together! c:

SUGA:

That sounds gay

.

.

.

I’m 100% down.

Mochi_Moves:

Gay pals celebrating Christmas together

I’m excited

Also

What do you want for Christmas

???????????

SUGA:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXQViqx6GMY

I’m just kidding.

kinda.

Mochi_Moves:

But you already got me

We’re celebrating Christmas together

c: c: c: c: c:

SUGA:

Wait, where’s Taehyung going to be?

Mochi_Moves:

He’ll be visiting his boyfriend’s family in Busan

So you don’t need to worry about him lurking

SUGA:

god bless.

Is it weird that I actually like the kid now

Mochi_Moves:

I was afraid you two hated each other at first!

But I think he talks about you more than I do now

It’s kind of annoying

He keeps saying he has a secret

but he won’t tell me

i thought we had something special :c

SUGA:

What do /you/ want

for christmas

Mochi_Moves:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXQViqx6GMY

LMAO kidding

SUGA:

I’ll tell you if you tell me.

I just want a christmas where I can be happy

and not worry about making my parents try

to understand me.

Or to just not be 100% alone.

Mochi_Moves:

That

makes me so sad

that you don’t have a good relationship

with your family

I feel so greedy wishing for a new pair of shoes

for dance

:(

You know what

I’m going to bring over 34875 bottles of soju

and the Titanic

and we’re going to have the best Christmas of our life.

SUGA:

Jimin, I’d love to see the smile on your face

that a pair of shoes would cause.

you’re so soft.

Why Titanic though? Is there not a depressing

enough Christmas film out there for you?

Mochi_Moves:

It’s the best film in cinematic history!

It’s either that or the Notebook.

Take your pick.

SUGA:

fellas, is it gay to cry over the Notebook with your

buddy?

Mochi_Moves:

Fellas,

we’ll find out the answer to that on Christmas.

SUGA:

Do you want to come over? or do you want me

to go to your place? I know you have your fucking

gigantic christmas tree up.

and that fucking bundle of mistletoe.

Mochi_Moves:

You’re right

I have a christmas tree with Tae’s face as the star

and the mistletoe

Come over

c:

SUGA:

our angel watching over us

is Tae?

Why is he like this

Mochi_Moves:

He didn’t want me to be lonely on Christmas..

SUGA:

You won’t be.

When does Tae leave?

Mochi_Moves:

He’s leaving on Sunday

after the last week of finals

Actually in fact,

he’s having a small christmas party that Saturday

before he leaves.

He said it was required to bring a date

Would

would you like to come?

SUGA:

Park Jimin are you asking me out on a date

to your own apartment?

Mochi_Moves:

Well

I mean yes

SUGA:

That’s gay, wow

I’m

yeah

yes

Mochi_Moves:

I mean

it can be a best gay pals date

because that’s what we are

right

best gay pals

SUGA:

Jimin

don’t let me drink at that party.

actually, don’t let Tae drink at this party.

Mochi_Moves:

Why??

That’s all Tae’s got

he even has this weird drink called Jack Daniels

he mooched it off an international student

SUGA:

Damn he nabbed American whiskey.

You know, I really enjoy Taehyung.

uh, but like, I’m not a great drunk.

and I have no idea what kind of dirt Tae has

on me, but I don’t want his drunk ass

yelling out shit

you feel me?

Mochi_Moves:

You’re not wrong

Tae goes all out when it comes to drinking

but now that I think about it

I’ve never had a drink with you before

SUGA:

No,

but i’ve been on the receiving end of your

drunk texts a few times now.

Mochi_Moves:

…..woops

SUGA:

I bet it’s cuter in person

uh

not that it’s cute or anything

Mochi_Moves:

Wow, that’s gay c:

I bet your sad emo self turns into an aegyo machine

when you drink

I bet my entire nonexistent fortune

SUGA:

only if Hobi is drunk with me

He’s the only human on earth who can get

me to do aegyo

Mochi_Moves:

Oh??

Oh is that so?

SUGA:

Why did I willingly divulge that information

Mochi_Moves:

Exposed™

Oh

my break is over

I need to go finish my practice

Get some sleep soon Mint Yoongi c:

SUGA:

you will forget what i just said about aegyo

Mochi_Moves:

Never

<3

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