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#my best friend is alex. we live together. he's great i like him a lots. tried to make him watch voltron with me. didn't stick

cl6teen · 4 months

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old habits (die hard) ❀ cl16

in which charles charles has a knack for fucking things up, and you have a talent for slowly letting him back in

find part one here.

contains: social media au, ex!charles leclerc x fem!reader, angsty charles and yn living her best life, toxic relationships maybe, mentions of new partners, charles is a confusing man, charles is a jealous asshole

note: i don’t think this is the final part lmao it’s kinda left of a cliff (if u saw me repost no u didn’t)

your phone 📞

charlie

hey

i miss you

a lot

read, 11:23 pm.

charlie

please don’t be like that y/n

i’m serious

you

charles you literally have a girlfriend

charlie

she’s not my girlfriend

you

do you think i’m stupid? like actually

charlie

but she really isn’t, we’re just talking

and hanging out i guess

you

oh my god

charlie

love, you know i miss you

you

yes, because finding another girl right after saying you only want to focus on racing sends me such a great message

you’re confusing as hell

charlie

i know, i really messed up.

i shouldn’t have broken up with you in the first place

but the season was getting so intense and i really want this championship, i thought it would be better for us to put it on pause to save us both the trouble

you

so what’s so different about her that makes her an exception?

charles

alex is easy for me

you

so i’m difficult?

charles

that’s not what i mean

you

no it is what you mean

i’m difficult for showing up to your races and being there when you need me

or when i’m there for you when you dnf? or when ferrari fucks up your strategy?

i was willing to stay friends with you after i did all that and you still broke up with me because i had hopes we would make it work and get back together

charlie

i do want to get back together

you

no you don’t

you moved on so quickly like i was nothing

charlie

you also got with someone too

you

because i didn’t want to look like an idiot seeing all the news after telling my friends i had hope

charlie

yeah but posting him in your bed??

you

so you’re just saying all of this because of that guy i posted?

wtf is your deal charles

fuck you

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yourinstagram larger than life (in madrid)

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lilymhe oh my god

lilymhe you scandalous girl

yourinstagram oops?

landonorris he better watch his hands

yourinstagram he said “fuck off”

landonorris i’ll punch him in his face

carlossainz55 mariposa 🦋

yourinstagram 🥺

user are these two dating???

4zaferrari no they’re just friends, this is someone else

kikagomes sexy sexy pair 💋

yourinstagram you’re sexier bebe

pierregasly get away from my girlfriend

yourinstagram get off my page maybe?

alexalbon show me the man

yourinstagram no you’ll just steal him

user loved watching your vlog the other day

liked by yourinstagram

user seeing yn happy is so great but i can’t be the only one missing her and charles right??

user where are you going next omg!!

yourinstagram no idea!!

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yourinstagram replied to this story: i did not give permission for you to post this young man!

❀ twitter ❀

your phone 📞

charlie

you put him in your vlog? and you’re still posting him?

are you dating

y/n

are we seriously doing this right now

why are you stalking me

charlie

i’m not stalking you, i just care

fuck just answer the question please

y/n

i’m barely posting him, his face wasn’t in it

and no, we’re just seeing each other right now. yk summer flings i guess

charlie

you know it hurts me to see this y/n, please love

y/n

i don’t care, we’re not together anymore

you texting me is hurting everyone, your “friend” included

charlie

she knows we’re not dating

please just come back to monaco y/n

we can talk face to face

can i call you right now?

you

i’m with carlos and lando

charlie

are you also with that guy

you

yeah

charlie

will you finally tell me who he is?

you

does it really matter?

let’s just talk when i’m back in monaco please

and let me enjoy my vacation in peace

charlie

when are you back?

you

i’ll let you know

charlie

okay

i love you

you

yeah

love you too

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tags: @1655clean @i-wish-this-was-me @sunny44 @leclercdream

#f1 fanfic #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 smau #f1 x female reader #f1 x you #cl16 x reader #cl16 imagine #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc social media au #f1 x black!reader

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leclerc-s · 7 months

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seven

series masterlist

september 29, 2019

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daphnejones the long awaited song with my little sister is yours now. seven featuring maejones is out tonight at midnight. this song is very special to my little sister and i, not just because it's our first song together but because it's about one very special person in our lives. special thanks to charles_leclerc for helping out with the piano on this one.

tagged: maejones, maxverstappen33, charles_leclerc

alexalbon he’s crying in his room. i can hear him.

charles_leclerc it was an honor to be apart of this. thanks for having me and a happy early birthday to maxverstappen33, see you tomorrow for brunch!

user18 they wrote a song for max, i’m soft, i love the jones sisters

↳ maxverstappen33 i too love the jones sisters

lewishamilton this song is wow, i’m speechless

user18 max verstappen being immortalized in a daphne jones song ft mae jones was not on my bingo card this year

↳ user72 i honestly think this friendship is one of the best ones i’ve seen in hollywood today. a lot of them seem fake and pr-like but not this one. this whole friend group seems genuine.

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maejones about 10 months ago i came up with a small sample of a song that i figured would go nowhere until my sister got ahold of it. together, the two of us, with the help of charles_leclerc on piano, we came up with a beautiful song. seven, written with my older sister daphnejones, is out tonight at midnight. max, this one is for you, i know we don’t talk much anymore, but this is my gift to you. for the last time, i love you to the moon and to saturn.

tagged: daphnejones, maxverstappen33, charles_leclerc

maxverstappen33 best birthday present ever. to the moon and to saturn always ❤️

georgerussell beautiful song, i know max will weep like a baby when he hears it, i sure did and the song isn't even about me

↳ user65 have you all heard it but max?

↳ nataliaruiz its his birthday surprise for a reason. we can't be crying in front of him when the song plays

landonorris i'm still not over it. i expect you two to pay my therapy bill.

user89 so this song is sad and will break me in two, great nothing new from daphne but mae? oh, i'll be forwarding my therapy bills to them

↳ landonorris same

↳ alex_albon same

↳ georgerussell63 same

↳ danielricciardo same

↳ freyavettel same

↳ isabellaperez same

rowantodd i hate you two for making me feel emotions, but its a beautiful song nonetheless

charles_leclerc it was an honor to be featured on this song, especially one about my biggest "rival" 😄

↳ pierregasly when will you help write a song about me charles?

↳ charles_leclerc stop being a dick to your ‘not girlfriend’ and maybe i’ll help her write a song for you

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charles_leclerc it’s my duty to give some behind the scenes on the making of seven. featuring photos of mae, daphne, and i hard at work, the muse himself, and of daniel bringing snacks while also thinking he’s helping. (find a new place to live daniel, stop mooching off daphne & mae)

tagged: maejones, maxverstappen33, daphnejones, danielricciardo

danielricciardo i did help! i came up with some chords

↳ maejones no, you didn’t. you only brought snacks, that picture was taken so everyone could think you helped.

alex_albon did daphne get a new cat?! and i wasn’t introduced to it?!

↳ daphnejones i would never get a new cat without tell you alex.

↳ danielricciardo it’s my cat actually his name is joey.

↳ charles_leclerc and he’s my godson!

user80 daniel living with the jones sisters is hilarious to me but like why?

↳ danielricciardo because i couldn't find an apartment in monaco, daph and mae had a spare room for me to use, i’m never leaving this place, i love it here.

↳ maejones he got a cat too, there is no getting him out now.

maxverstappen33 where the hell did you get that picture?

↳ charles_leclerc mae.

↳ maejones 😁

max verstappen how likely am i to cry on a scale of 1 to 10?

lando norris i’d say a solid 12

lance stroll yeah i’m going to agree with lando here

mae jones can we talk about how daph and i managed to render sir lewis hamilton speechless? that’s my biggest achievement.

isabella perez what about winning a grammy? mae jones that’ll be a close second freya vettel wouldn't it be hilarious if charles won a grammy before a wdc? charles leclerc sometimes i think you hate me but you're not wrong

12:12 am

max verstappen i hope you 3 are proud of yourselves…

charles leclerc did you cry? max verstappen of course i fucking cried!

daniel ricciardo can you open your door? i kinda forgot my key and we’re all standing outside your apartment in a super awkward formation.

george russell open up super max!

max verstappen well it all started when i was 4 alex albon THE DOOR MAX! HE MEANT THE DOOR! daniel ricciardo you let him finish albon! lewis hamilton geez, that young?

¡leclerc-s speaks! congrats to max on becoming a 3x world champion! seven has always been a song that reminded me of max and i wanted to write a small chapter about this. everyone always says max’s taylor album is reputation but i see him more as folklore. this is one of the few bonus chapters in my series.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

#leclerc-s #the honest series #max verstappen #max verstappen x female oc #formula 1 #formula 1 fic #fanfic #fanfiction #f1 #f1 smau #f1 social media au #f1 instagram au #f1 fic

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starsandhughes · 1 year

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Penalty Box Series— Imagines Edition: Best Friend Number Twos

request: “Sissy and Cole! Okay so, Cole just goes dibs one day? Like rocks up to the lake house of even to Anaheim and is basically like *scoop up sissy* "I'm borrowing this. Mental health day bye." And everyone is like can he do that? That's an option?”

warnings: cursing, we*d (underage)

word count: 1.3k

SERIES MASTERLIST

a/n: when i tell y’all idk timeline of their life, i mean that shit. ik alex lived with them at some point (from what i put together from context clues) and trevor said he lived with them at one point (idk if that’s separate from the 5 weeks) but this is DIY timeline so trevor isn’t living with them but he visits a lot bc he’s dating sissy (duh) during NTDP days

ps i high key hate this and i am so sorry but every time i hate something it does well soooo here it is :) lmk what you think (i wrote in inebriated)

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Sunday afternoons tended to be the calmest of all the days of the week. It was mainly spent with catching up on homework assignments, running errands, or just relaxing on the couch with your boyfriend, Jack, and Luke. Today was one of those days.

“Sissy, I love you, and if you weren’t Quinny’s entire world, you’d be mine. But I am—“

“Why can’t I be both of your entire worlds?” you cut him off. Jack tilted his head and gave you a ‘really?’ look, “Shut up, nobody asked you. Anyways, as I was saying, I love you, but I do not want to watch Catching Fire again.”

“But you love it!” you whined.

“Yes, but I don’t want to watch it every week! I don’t care how in love with Finnick you are, I’m picking the movie,” Jack stated. You crossed your arms and pouted, “Fine. Cars?”

Jack sighed and slammed his head down on the arm of the couch, “fucking dammit, fine!”

You cheered and fell into Trevor in celebration when the doorbell rang. Jack got up to open the door, “Oh hey! What are you doing here? Come on in.”

You and Trevor looked over and saw Cole entering the house. You both perked up and smiled at his arrival, “Cole!”

Trevor stood up to greet his friend in one of their weird handshakes they refuse to let you in on, “Hey! Whatcha doing here, buddy?”

Instead of answering immediately, Cole voted to just pick you up right off the couch and into his arms.

“I’m taking her,” Cole stated as if it were the most obvious thing int the world.

Jack, Luke, and Trevor all exchanged confused glances.

“Can he do that?” Trevor asked.

“Well, none of us are Quinn,” Luke said perplexed.

“Can I ask why you’re taking Sissy?” Jack turned to Cole, who was slowly walking to the door to keep conversation.

“I’ve been stressed, so I thought a Y/N day would solve all my problems,” Cole answered. “It works out great for you guys, I thought I’d give it a try.

“She is good at that,” Jack agreed. “Is this just a thing now? We can take her wherever?”

“Not when I’m—“

“With Quinn! Yeah, yeah, we know,” Jack interrupted.

Cole started walking closer to the door with you still i’m his arms. You situated yourself so that your legs were wrapped around his waist and your arms wrapped around his neck.

“Cole! Where are you taking her?!” Trevor shouted at his best friend.

“Anywhere she wants!”

“Can we come?”

“I can’t have a detox with Y/N day with her brothers and boyfriend hanging around!” Cole called out while he opened the front door.

“Bring her back by 6 for dinner!” Jack told him. You saluted him and allowed yourself to be carried out the door to Cole’s car.

“Alright, Caufield. You got 5 hours with me, what’s your game plan?” you asked as you placed your elbow on the middle console to prop your head up to look at him.

“I thought I’d take you out to lunch and then back to my dorm for some video games and maybe smoke a little?” Cole answered.

You quirked and eyebrow, “Where did you acquire bud?”

Instead of answering, Cole reached into his pocket and held up a disposable pen.

“That’s not smoking,” you rolled your eyes.

“Do you want it or not?”

You snatched it out of his hand and inhaled, relaxing back into your seat on the exhale.

“Good?” Cole smiled.

“Hella.”

Cole took you to Chipotle, which you both voted to take it back to Cole’s room to eat so he could rant. You sat perpendicular to the head of his bed and had him lay his head down in your lap so you could play with his hair as he spoke. Most of it was stress handling school and hockey practice four days a week, plus games. Other parts of it was little things, such as missing home and a much comfier bed.

“What if once a week we all get together and do assignments together? And we can get you a comfier mattress topper for your bed to try and make it comfier, and I’d have to ask mom but maybe you can stay in Quinn’s room every once in a while. I sleep in his bed all the time when I miss him so I can confirm it is a top notch bed to sleep in,” you said.

“How do I know if it’s actually top notch or if you just miss your best friend so much you gaslit yourself into liking it?” Cole inquired.

“Do you really think Ellen would let her favorite child sleep on an uncomfortable bed?”

“Good point,” he laughed.

This started to make Cole feel better, so you both decided it was time to play some video games and get a little high for further nerve easing.

“Cole-Baby,” you said after a hit, “it’s time to go.”

“One more round,” he said.

“Uh huh, you are not ten and I am not your mother that you bargain with. Rap it up, pretty boy.”

Cole turned off the game and looked over at you smirking, “you think I’m pretty?”

“I think it got you to turn the game off,” you smirked back and kissed his cheek as you stood up.

You spent the entire car ride practically inhaling water. It won’t sober you up completely, but it’ll ease it. It wasn’t the first time you’d come home a little high, and it certainly won’t be the last, so you didn’t worry. Plus, it wasn’t bud.

You skipped through the door and jumped on top of your boyfriend on the couch when you and Cole walked in.

“Trevy!” you screamed.

“Well hello to you, too, Princess,” Trevor laughed.

“Kiss,” you said, lifting your head up. Trevor gave you a small kiss, since you didn’t like to put on a show when your entire family was around.

Jack eyed you suspiciously. You knew he was onto you, so you snapped twice to signal ‘yes, I am high’ so that he could help cover for you if need be, which was hardly ever needed. He, however, needed it frequently, which is why you two created the signal.

“What was that?” Trevor asked.

“Hugheslepathy. We’ve been over this,” you stated as if it were obvious.

“As your newly declared best friend I would like in on this Hugheslepathy signals,” Cole said.

Everyone looked at him as if he were crazy.

“Buddy, Quinn’s her best friend,” Trevor said.

“Since she was 6,” Luke added.

“They’re Hugheslepathy is so much crazier than ours that I don’t even understand it,” Jack said.

“Plus, I’m your best friend,” Trevor finished the back and forth.

“You can have more than one best friend!” Cole exclaimed.

“Clearly, you haven’t been around Sissy and Quinn enough,” Jack laughed. “They’re a different breed of best friend.”

“You can be best friend number two, Coley, but only if I’m yours!” you exclaimed as you sat up.

“Alright, I’ll settle for number two best friend,” Cole laughed. “Shall we legalize it?”

“We shall,” you nodded. You held out your pinky finger to Cole and he looped his around it and you shook hands. “That’s a pink promise! It’s legally binding!”

Cole smiled and agreed with you.

“Dinner’s ready!” Ellen called out.

Jack walked by you as you got up, “How bad?”

“I barely feel it,” you answered. “My best friend number two does not have strong stuff.”

Cole came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, “Last time I share with you, then.”

You gasped and escaped out of his hold, “We’re best friend number twos! That means something!”

“Best friend number twos?” Ellen asked. “What about Quinn?”

“That’s why Cole’s number two, Mom,” you laughed.

Ellen smiled at Cole, “Best friend number two, huh? That’s a big role to fill. Are you ready for it?”

Cole slung his arm around you, “I think I can handle it.”

#penalty box series #penalty box series: imagines #cole caufield #cole caufield imagine #trevor zegras #trevor zegras x reader #trevor zegras imagine #jack hughes #luke hughes #quinn hughes #cole caufield x reader #nhl #nhl imagine #hockey fic #montreal canadiens

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melanieph321 · 2 months

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Dusan Vlahovic x Reader - Boss Me Around Part 1/6

I'm so excited for this one!🤭

Reader is a former yacht girl now newly moved to Turin, Italy for her job as a real-estate accountant. There she meets Dusan Vlahovic, a former client of hers, a client she never thought to see again. However, with Dusan being Readers new boss their past becomes a liability. Nevertheless the spark between them still lives. This story is a romcom with both His and Her POV!

Enjoy!

Miami did get a little crazy in the summer, thankfully it was your last year being a yacht girl. Yupp, you were keeping your promise. Once you were out of college you were putting your flip flops on a shelf and stuffing your bikini in the back of your pantie drawer. It was time to grow up and stop treating life like a circus. It was time to get a real job.

"But you'll still visit me when you move to Italy, won't you?" Izzy said, as the two of you shared a scooter on your way to the marina.

"Are you kidding? With my new salary I'm flying you out to visit me. We'll have so much fun together in Turin."

Although it was considered a job, you had formed many great friendships through yachting. Izzy was your best friend in the game, the one you never road without. If it hadn't been for Izzy teaching you the ways of the yachting game, you might as well have ended up in some really bad situations that a lot a girls do whilst seeking the fast way to earn some cash. It was important not to get too in awe of the experience. Izzy had tought you that. Izzy had also taught you that the biggest mistake girls in yachting did was fall in love with a client, a mistake you were thankful you had avoided throughout your career. Although college boys never realky gained your interest either.

"So who's this guy anyway?" You asked. "A nepo baby looking to party?"

"More like a self made billionaire. Raul says he owns like half of Serbia when it comes to real-estate."

"Impressive." You nodded. Your last job as as a yacht girl would be a breezer. It was easier to deal with rich entrepreneurs than spoiled nepo babies who believed to rule the world.

Or so you thought.

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"I think they're here." Alex said, looking over the boat deck, keeping an eye out for the girls. Once he spotted them Dusan rose from his taning bed, on his way to alert the crew to prepare the boat for departure.

"There's only two of them." Alex said, looking displeased as he returned from the deck, approaching his friend.

"Yes, one for you and one for me." Dusan said, pointing between the two of them.

"Man, you really have gone soft." Alex sighed. He was already suprised to be invited for a fun day out on his friend's new yacht, only to find the vessel empty of people if you excluded the crew members. "What happened to the old Dusan?" He said. "The one that likes to party. The one that taught me that the more the merrier, huh?"

Dusan chuckled. "I guess he's retired."

"At twenty four? How sad."

"Look, we can still have a good time. The girls said that they were up for anything."

"Yeah, but if I know you you're probably gonna ask them to watch you take a nap."

Dusan shook his head, a smile in his lips.

"When did you get so boring man, is that what a billion dollar empire does to you?"

Dusan opened his mouth to get back at his friend but that's when they heard voices below.

"Hello, anybody home?"

"Up hear!" Dusan shouted, a minute passing before they heard footsteps climbing the stairs. Two girls emerged, dressed in nothing but strips of fabric, bikini's barley covering enough.

"Hi, I heard you guys were looking to party." The blond one said. Her hair was cut short with several tattoos covering her arms.

"Yeah, that's us." Alex grinned.

"Well, the party has arrived." She cheered.

Dusan had nothing against girls with short and bleached hair, but tattoos never did it for him.

"Great. How would you girls like your martinis?"

"Dry." The blond girl was quick to make clear. "And no olives."

"Got it, dry and no olives. How about your friend?"

All eyes turned to the second girl who's presence hadn't been as notisble as her friend. But now that he had his eyes in her, Dusan found it almost impossible to diverge his attention from her.

"Y/N?"

"Huh?" The girl seemed distracted, her gaze having stuck to a point below Dusan's chin. He wasn't wearing a shirt, only swimming trunks. Perhaps she found it rude, him introducing himself half naked. Not that she was any better.

"What drink do you want?" Her friend asked, in a bit if a rush to get the party started. The crew was heard above their heads, the yacht would set sail at any minute now.

"S...ame as you." The girl stuttered. Her voice was unique. It was quite deep but in a very feminine way.

"No olives?" Her friend confirmed.

"No olives." The girl nodded. Her friend then followed Alex downstairs to the bar, leaving Dusan with no trail of thought in the presence of the girl which his eyes had yet diverge from.

"You have a very nice boat." She said, trying to somther the rise of an awkward silence.

"Um, thank you." Dusan said, clearing his throat. "It's new actually."

"I can see that." She seemed fairly fascinated, as she dared approach the boats railing, admiring the view of Miami Beach.

"Yeah, how so?" Dusan asked, joining her side. But instead of admiring the view, he couldn't help but to admire her. She had eyes that sparked something within him, a sudden thrill.

"What do you mean?" A frown ruined her face.

Dusan felt the need to make himself clear. "You said that you could tell that my yacht is brand new, how so?"

"Oh." She turned for her back to rest against the railing, her eyes now wandering across the newly swiped deck. "Well, it's every billionaires dream to own a boat and put it on display in Miami, or am I wrong?"

"I don't know." Dusan smiled. He was quite entertained. "I've never heard of this fenomenon. Surley the expert is you considering your experience with billionaires and boats."

The girl's eyebrow rose with interest, however Dusan's slik comment did not seem to have insulted her.

"Perhaps it's not every billionaires dream." She said, turning her head to face him. Again, her eyes sparked a thrill within Dusan, a thrill he was more than excited to explore. "But it sure is every newly crowned billionaires dream."

He wrinkled his nose.

The girl had a twinkle in her eyes. "My friend googled your net worth on our way here."

"I see." Dusan nodded. "Fair enough. I may or might not have bought this yacht in honor of my business flourishing this past year. However I'm not planning on docking it in Miami for display."

"Your gonna sail it across the seven seas?"

Dusan snorted, unintentionally of course. How did she make him do that? Her comment caught him of gaurd. "Not really." He said, collecting himself. "I'll have a friend of mine bring it home for me. He's more of a professional."

"Yeah, that's probably a better idea. Sailing a boat through pirate infested waters can be tricky without experience."

Again, the girl made him chuckled. It was pathetic how tipsy he came across. The girl must smell the glass of champagne he had earlier on his breath and think he's one of those creeps to invite yacht girls on their boats just to get them drunk. He had to assure her that he wasn't like that. He had to assure her that she could feel safe with him.

"We got martinis!"

Just as he was about to ensure her safety, the girl's friend showed up, followed by Alex who carried a tray of filled glasses. "Let's get this party started!" He said, handing out the drinks, making sure everyone had a glass in their hand for a toast. "To a lovely day, spent with two lovely girls." He said, as cheesy as ever.

"Cheers to that!" The blond girl said, rasing her glass.

Before downing his drink Dusan turned to her friend, making sure that she looked to be having a good time as well. He was suprised to find her smiling at him, an empty martini glass in her hand. "Drink up." She winked.

Dusan did exactly that. He would do whatever she asked him to, whatever.

#fanfiction #football imagine #dusan vlahovic imagine #dusan vlahovic x reader #dusan vlahovic #juventus #italy #italia #turin

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halfmoth-halfman · 9 months

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do you have any headcannons about designer dress you can disclose? every now and then i create some of my own, but it's great finding out about the "official" ones, like why did you choose canary as mc's moniker? are we going to find out more about laswell and price? maybe gaz's mom? she seems important... what about farah's relationship with john? and some tidbits as well, like why blue? why valeria's "day job" is fashion designer? sorry the questionnaire, any piece would be great! i'm just in awe with the whole ambience you've created. much love! xx

oh i’ve got plenty of headcanons. some i won’t go into too much detail about because it would dipping into spoiler territory, but here ya go:

gaz was a big momma's boy as a kid, and when she died so soon after his father it left him with a lot of big, confusing feelings for an 8-9 year old

he was angry at price for a long time after his parents' deaths and it wasn't until well into his teenage years that he started warming up to price

farah was adopted after gaz, when her parents were killed during price's and the 141's first go around with makarov when they were both building their "empires" (we'll go more into that in the next few chapters)

gaz and farah took to each other easily, often finding comfort in their similar struggles and complicated feelings for price

price does everything he can to help gaz and farah remember their parents, mostly out of respect and love for them and their parents, but also due to that quiet guilt that he's the reason their parents are gone

gaz goes back on forth on calling price dad, but always refers to farah as his sister

farah does not call price dad, it’s always either old man or price

farah does think of gaz as a brother, but can’t bring herself to actually call him that because it makes her think of hadir

farah and gaz are best friends through and through tho

price cannot visit their parents' graves with them, he doesn't feel he has a right to, and if he goes with one of them he’ll wait in the car until they’re done to go to the grave himself

price has talked about canary to gaz’s dad’s grave

i hc price's favorite color as blue in general, hence all the blue he puts his women in

there is a difference between the blues when he gets canary a dress vs when valeria makes her one

valeria's come in various shades of blue while price's are always the same shade of blue as his eyes

he is absolutely doing it as a way to mark his territory

graves loves his women in gold and jewels and designer, it's a way to show off his wealth and status and how much he spoils them

it's all part of a carefully put together show to make himself look good

makarov does not give a fuck about any of that

his women are on display as a way to taunt and tempt his enemies because they know better than to touch what's his and he drapes them in blood-colored fabric as warning

price had a playboy phase after his (amicable) divorce from kate and it only got worse when gaz’s parents died

he never loved or really cared for any of his significant others, knowing most were just after his money, status, or bragging rights - they used him and he used them as a stress relief

when gaz moved in to the manor, he tried a few short-lived relationships that never lasted more than a few months

he stopped completely when farah moved in

price tried dating once or twice when gaz and farah were older and things were more stable but it was never anything serious until canary

price has never been in love until canary

price, nik, and gaz's dad were bffs with farah's dad joining later, and nik loves gaz and farah like his own

at one point, shepherd was included in that little group

alex and farah had a romcom-esque meet-cute at a 141 gala where alex was a guest of kate's

alex fell first, farah fell harder

price, and the rest of the 141, are good friends with kate's wife, but they don't see her often since she's not involved in their business

kate tries to keep her wife separate from that side of her life for her own safety

roach, könig, and horangi live in a three-bedroom apartment because the third bedroom was originally ghost's

outside of soap, ghost is probably closest to roach and sees him as a younger brother

no one except ghost knows how old roach is, he changes the answer every time someone asks him

roach was not born mute, it happened during a bar fight where he shielded ghost from someone with a broken bottle

ale/val/rudy have known each other since they were kids

rudy always had feelings for alejandro but never said anything, content to be friends

alejandro and valeria dated first, they broke up when valeria and alejandro disagreed with how to run the vaqueros

alejandro and rudy started dating in that time, but rudy broke up with him when valeria came back and rudy felt like alejandro wasn't over her

it was a lot of drama and feelings being shoved down that culminated in one night of drinking, arguing about emotions, and eventually a threesome

the three have been together ever since

alejandro and rudy do not necessarily approve of what valeria does with her own business - she takes a very jason todd approach to it all (aka "you can't stop crime, but you can control it") - but she does get positive results so the arguments are few and far between

rudy is a doctor first and foremost, but he's always enjoyed cooking (something something cutting into meat the same way he'd cut into a body something something) and it was his own suggestion for him to be the club chef

valeria never intended to do fashion design, but she enjoys the finer things and has specific tastes for how she wants to look

since every tailor/designer she had hired eventually ended up disappointing her, she took up the job herself

running a club was nik's idea, and it took him a few months and a lot of badgering to convince price to go along with it

price agreed only because 13-year-old gaz mumbled that "it'd be kinda cool" one night at dinner

the singer position at the club was made specifically for farah because she found comfort singing songs her mother used to sing to her and hadir when they were little

on special occasions, soap will take over at the bar and alex will get on stage and play guitar alongside farah as she sings

soap was gaz’s friend that he introduced to the club and he became fast friends with everyone

eventually price hired him after recognizing how smart and perceptive soap was

soap is in his position for a reason, the guests are more than happy to ogle the handsome server with too many buttons undone and not notice that he's watching them back with a far sharper eye

soap and ghost were supposed to be a one-time thing meant for stress relief but ghost caught feelings and kept coming back

it took ghost ages to admit he cared for soap and when the realization hit, it scared the hell out of him but roach convinced him to talk it out with soap

soap is the only person ghost would ever disobey price for, but he would never admit that

alex gushes to gaz about farah nonstop and talks about how he knew he was going to marry her the moment they met

gaz was happy for them, but he never really got it...until he met tabby

nik sometimes gets too drunk and reminisces about his wife back home

no one knows if he actually has a wife, or where “back home” is, his stories are all the same, but the little details change every time

könig and horangi were together before they joined the 141, and könig moved in with roach and ghost completely unaware that they worked for price

the 141 refers to kortac as "könig's people" because it's a far more complicated system of contacts and connections that would take a week to describe

ghost’s entire spine pops when he gets out of bed in the morning, and it freaks soap out

roach was a track star in highschool

price has the highest kill count in the 141, soap and valeria have a not-so-friendly competition going for second place

canary got her nickname from her father

graves did have romantic feelings for canary at one point, but that quickly got overshadowed by his want for adler to recognize and approve of him

adler only approved canary and graves’s marriage because canary asked him to - the contract was his one condition for that approval

russell adler died two days after canary and graves got married

graves only has two preferences when it comes to his women: rich & powerful

price cares about his people, but it borders on a possessiveness that he keeps very well hidden

price has built a very strict set of rules about who his people kill and how far they can and cannot go

he will end business relationships if someone steps out of line

valeria has come close on several occasions

makarov does not care - he will kill men, women, children, old, young, pregnant, etc. blood is blood, it doesn't matter who it comes from

that’s not say price wouldn’t do what needs to be done to protect his people

price cares about family above all else, and he will go scorched earth on anyone who would dare to threaten or hurt them

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this was my first time seeing tim and also getting a chance to say a brief hello! (though, i’m not particularly keen on meeting celebs or comedians and rarely take the opportunity, tim just seemed so approachable and that "this really could be my only chance ever" feeling hit hard, so i did it!; that said, i am incredibly disappointed having missed richard osman's book signing last month, but now i’m digressing…) he seemed so, so chuffed at the show being sold out and people being so happy to see him, it made my heart happy 🥹 and, yes, totally polite! (and quite hairy?) i said this before, but one of the best things about nyc shows is watching artists brim with pride — nyc brings out the 15-year-old dreamer in them that they used to be, you can see the "holy shit i really did it" in their eyes... never gets old!!

(this is a follow-up to a question about which 3 comedians i’d want to have dinner with!)

i think people would typically approach this question one of two ways: you want to meet the people you really, really love no matter what or you want to meet the people you really, really want to know more about. those two things can overlap, but sometimes a person you adore has already shared so much, written so many books, created so much, done so many interviews and answered so many questions that you might feel it's a greater privilege to see behind the door of a fiercely private person instead, if forced to choose. stephen fry and simon amstell are great examples of people i've loved so long, respect so much, find endlessly funny and interesting and inspiring — but they've been so generous with their lives and thoughts that there are other comedians & writers i'd never know 1/100th as well even after a three-hour dinner and their undivided attention, and i may selfishly, desperately want to. i say "may" because i don't really blame anyone who would prefer to live in ignorance about their favourite comedians & writers and just enjoy them through their work. sometimes i think that's how i feel about victoria; she's so witty and so smart and represents so much of what i respect about women in her industry that i love her to bits, but because her opinions can be so strong and even acerbic i'm intimidated by the reality that we may clash in some of our ways of thinking — and, selfishly, i don't necessarily want to face that. anyways—

if we were having dinner all of us together, i think it'd be nice to pick 3 people who are friends and would have a lot to talk about amongst themselves — since i'd mostly be there as a voyeur, or to ask a question to spurn on more stories. there are also comedians i'd pick in this scenario because they'd do much better amongst their own kind than a one on one with a normie...

do you ever regret asking me these kinds of questions bc my answers are always so long and qualified and boring like i type this shit out thinking "who would ever read all this or care even half as much just list the fucking comedians" im so sorry for who i am

...like, really, someone like alex horne...he'll be much better in a group, with his friends to play off of...but fock he's kinda hard to fit in with my other faves...

OKAY

i think for a group dinner i'd enjoy so much seeing catherine tate, lee mack, and david tennant. how epic would be that? the oldest of friends, who used to be in a group on the circuit as kids, and the long-time colleagues and icons, who have ruled tv culture with their talent and their charisma; three open, warm people, all legends in their own rights, with endless stories, who may not otherwise show lower-key sides of themselves. i'd sit at that table forever, i think, learning about the comedy scene, the acting scene, television and movies, how the industry circles have overlapped and evolved and helped and hurt. i could sit at that table forever, i think.

as for one on one dinners, it's too difficult not to say david mitchell (is that so predictable ╥﹏╥ ), who is someone who feels close but far; i think — apart from his love of history — he's offered many more scratched surfaces than deep dives, and i deeply appreciate the spectrum of his career and interests. i couldn't keep him too long because i don't think he appreciates going on and on about himself, and i'm sure i couldn't be too interesting, but man what an experience that would be no matter if it was just a short tea! otherwise, i would say sean lock and...as a kind of wild card...richard osman. i think a lot of people will relate to sean, just wanting to see him again, just wanting a moment of his humanity, his great balance between accepting the harsh and coping what we can. richard is a strikingly fascinating person — the younger brother of a famous rockstar and a massive comedy nerd who went on to become one of the richest comedy tv producers and now a crime author? talk about containing multitudes. he's been around for so long but really hasn't given much of himself away — i'm so curious about his life! and he seems such a polite, gentle, intelligent, insightful person, i think the conversation would just be so enlightening!

as you can imagine i have about 15 other people i'd be dying dying dying to have dinner with but i stuck with the prompt!!! sorry i was so word vomit about it >.<

the thing is julian has 0% dad energy — what he has is INTENSE rich childfree aunt energy. she’s gonna come around for dinner once in a while and wear that fake smile around the kids that makes it very obvious she’s not into them but is happy for you and talk about her recent trip to paris and after about two hours she has to leave 1) to go to the theatre but mostly 2) for her own sanity. as for lucy and sam, i saw an amazing exchange (i think on tiktok?? idr) discussing the quite serious difference at the foundations of james acaster’s and sam campbell’s comedy, since they’re being often erroneously compared, and someone made a point that went more or less like this: “the basis of james’ comedy is the fact he is a deeply angry, self-loathing and mentally ill person. sam is just a toddler who has had way too many lollipops.” and…that’s it. older sister lucy and younger brother sam have had too many lollies — you can even find some in their hair 🍭🍭

well you know what i watched an episode of pointless where THIS FUCKING CLUE got 86!!!!!!!!!! 14 people didn’t get sheep!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so frankly i don’t trust this audience anyways!!!!

hahaha no i just threw it together for that ask post that’s why it’s so sloppy 😂 you can use it if you want!

BONK

aw anon that's so nice! like i said, someone else made that action and i would love to know who (well, i know their name is ana, but have never found their blog in all these years) — the whole community is built on sharing resources and tips! hope you're having fun :')

get out of here!!! these were so sweet. thank you so much. to echo my answer to the anon before these, it's a huge community effort and the people who rip this content are my heroes. i'm happy you have some resources to help you smile and laugh 🥹

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Tell Me What Changed (Pt. 4)

Banner and lines by the talented @awrkive

Summary: Alex and Jungkook have been best friends since childhood –actual best friends. She is NOT in love with him, for real, and wishes people would stop assuming that. Why does no one question if he’s in love with her? Huh? But it might have to do with his successful fuckboy status, while Alex is very much… not that. Which is fine and doesn’t matter! Until Jimin’s impending wedding leaves her eager for a date and willing to put herself out there, and Jungkook can’t believe what happens next.

Fuckboy Best Friend JK x OC

CW and tags: fuckboy behavior, jealousy, pining, heartbreak, angst, bad language, explicit sex, sexy photos, alcohol, f2l, who knows what else

Read on AO3 here or below

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“Now she’s been talking about him nonstop since they got back,” Jungkook vented to Nate as they sorted and stored inventory in the back. “It’s annoying as shit. Like all she wants to do is tell me– just every little thing they did–”

“A play by play of their sex?” Nate asked, grimacing.

“Yeah! I mean it’s not like we don’t ever talk about sex but I don’t go into fucking detail–”

“How much detail are we talking?” Nate interrupted. “She’s telling you he shaves his ball and what his stroke-game–”

“No no not that kind of detail but I know how many times they had sex and how many times she came and that she blew him and he went down on her and that she didn’t expect to like it but she did,” Jungkook sighed and rattled off despite that sick clench of his stomach again. It was stupid. “Look, I’m not queasy about a play by play.”

Nate snickered, “Yeah, I know.”

“But she’s not another guy. It’s not actually like talking to– I’m a guy. She’s a girl. Does she think I just tell her this level of– I mean, we live together, it’s not like she doesn’t know I fuck around and we joke about things a lot, but I don’t come home and give her this serious run of show. I just tell her things to make her laugh!”

“Even if you did, it’s not like she knows the girls, right?”

“Right!” Jungkook shouted, appreciating the point. “I have to be around her boyfriend and know he made her cum four times and she was afraid she’d crush his head with her thighs when he ate her out–” He broke off because Nate had slumped against the boxes laughing.

“Why do girls always worry about that?!”

“Yeah I don't know.”

“I mean the girls I fuck are sticks and they’ll be like ‘oh sorry I don’t want to hurt you.’ Bitch you’re squeezing two spaghetti noodles on my ears. You wish you had that thigh power!”

Jungkook gave a non-committal laugh because he didn’t want the subject to veer off just yet. He wasn’t done venting. He needed to empty himself of these things before he had to go grocery shopping with Alex later today. He was maxed out at the way she floated around the apartment, every few minutes remembering some new detail from her trip she needed to impart on Jungkook.

Great, she had a good time at snooty Lakeville with her formerly-corporate older boyfriend who made her cum four times and was apparently good with his tongue. Cool, Jungkook was good with his tongue too, Hoseok was nothing special. But she talked about him like he hung the moon just because she’d finally gotten a good lay and Jungkook wanted to be happy for her, but it was just too much. It wasn’t like they invented fucking!

“It’s like she forgot that just because we’re best friends doesn’t mean I’m another one of the girls,” Jungkook said. “It’s not just about having to see this guy around all the time and think about the depraved things he did to my friend, it’s also about just TMI of her in that context, you know? I don’t need to know what my roommate’s pussy sounds like–”

“She told you?!” Nate gasped.

“No, I’m being metaphorical.”

“Ahh, ok, dude, I was going to say… but yeah this is a platonic roommate, right? So why is she telling you all of this unless she’s trying to lure you in?”

Jungkook froze, stack of phone boxes cradled in his arms, and repeated, “Lure me in?”

“Like you said, why’s she telling you all this shit? She has girl friends, right? Unless she’s telling you to make you curious, yeah?” Nate wiggled his eyebrows.

Jungkook immediately propelled back into motion and assured him, “No no it’s definitely not that.”

“I don’t know, man, what girl tells her guy friend ‘my boyfriend fucked me this good’ unless she’s hinting ‘think you can do better?’”

“It’s definitely not that,” Jungkook assured him, immediately regretting this conversation now. Nate was an idiot. Total fucking moron, that guy, Jungkook should have known better. The slight embellishments Jungkook had given to the things Alex had actually said, to make it a funnier story to Nate, had confused the guy. It wasn’t like she’d told him what Hoseok’s stroke game was, she’d just said he made her cum four times and she was sore now. He definitely didn’t think she had meant think you can do better, baby?

Although obviously, objectively, he could. He had way more practice than Hoseok, he was sure of that, and while every woman was different, he had a wider sampling. It wasn’t like Hoseok came into this knowing anything more about how to fuck Alex good than Jungkook did; in fact Jungkook knew a lot more about Alex than Hoseok did so–

Not that Jungkook wanted to fuck Alex. Just objectively. In a direct competition of skills, he’d do better. Except for the wild card Hoseok would have, the finger on the scales that would tip the balance in his favor: Alex liked Hoseok, she wanted him, in a way she had never considered Jungkook. Jungkook knew that the more you wanted someone, the better the sex with them was, even if sex in general was great. So no matter how much better he was at fucking, Hoseok would win a competition judged by Alex because she wanted Hosoek to win. She chose him that way.

“Dude you look pissed,” Nate laughed, throwing a box at him. Jungkook caught it, but in doing so dropped several phone boxes.

“Oops.”

“What are you thinking? Revenge fuck?”

“What does that mean?” Jungkook asked, face now shifting from whatever ‘pissed’ expression Nate thought he had seen to one of skepticism. “I’m not going to fuck her– she has a boyfriend–”

“Nah, dude, this is your roommate, you didn’t want to fuck her before anyway, right? I mean fuck someone else and give her the details and see how she likes it! Probably she’ll get all ‘ew gross don’t tell me that,’” Nate explained, mimicking a high-pitched girl's voice in a way that seemed to prove he had not been laid anytime recently.

Jungkook’s head tilted, trying to make sense of this. He didn’t have to fuck someone new to have gross sex details to share. He didn’t think that was the problem. And again, it wasn’t like Alex didn’t already know he was a fuckboy. It’s just that his stories were funny, hers were–

Maybe that was the problem. Maybe she thought because he fucked around, he wanted to hear about his best friend getting railed by her lightweight boyfriend on their hoity-toity trip up to Lakeville. Dude apparently couldn’t even hold his alcohol so his stamina couldn’t be that good. He suspected Alex was just an easy cummer since she’d gone unlaid for so long–

Ok no. NO no no no that was the whole point was that he did not want to start thinking about Alex in any sex-related sense. No! He’d drawn a hard line there basically a decade ago and there was no need or reason to muddy those waters now just because in quick succession she had revealed she wasn’t actually asexual, she now had a boyfriend, and for some inexplicable reason Alex had let him see her in lingerie. Ok, sure, for ‘feedback’ to make sure Hoseok wouldn’t laugh at her.

Obviously the fucker hadn’t laughed at her. Hope you enjoyed it, asshole! That’s my best friend whose weekend you almost ruined getting too drunk! Alex hadn’t confirmed the lingerie was a hit but Jungokok hadn’t expected it to be anything but. It had looked good on her.

“This is why I won’t live with a girl unless I’m married to her,” Nate continued, speaking mostly to himself because Jungkook was barely listening. “It doesn’t work.”

“It works for us,” Jungkook argued.

“Does it? She’s totally forgotten you’re a dude, dude.”

“Yeah but that’s ok. I mean, I’m not a fuckable dude to her–”

“Do you hear yourself? You’re Jungkook Jeon! You’re a fuckable dude to any lady unless she’s your sister, right?”

“Alex is basically like my sister.”

“Then why is she telling you all this gross shit?” Nate pointed out. “That’s like some weird sexual incest relationship or something. That’s some porn shit.” Nate pitched his voice higher again, “‘Hi, stepbrother, can you help me, my thong got stuck in my asscrack. Oh, your hands are all soapy? Maybe you can use your teeth–’”

“Jesus Christ, man,” Jungkook laughed. “Get laid or something.”

“Yeah but you aren’t pissed if I tell you about it, right? So yeah, something’s not right between you and Alex. You gotta stand up for yourself. Remind her you’re a man and you have zero interest in hearing about another man’s game.”

Jungkook realized what Nate was saying did not actually make much sense. He froze again, trying to untangle it. Fine, maybe he was annoyed listening to Alex talk about Hoseok but it was because it was different than talking about generic hook ups. He didn’t mind her teasing him about fucking around, but it was different to have your best friend give you the details of their sex-fueled weekend away with their boyfriend, who they would probably now be fucking down the hall from you on the weekly. Or she’d go over there. She had no problem with his sexcapades but yeah! Maybe he did a little bit just because he also had to look at the guy! He didn’t want to think about another guy cumming on her tits or whatever trash they’d try next! Whatever, maybe Alex didn’t think of him as anything but her brother, but he didn’t want to think these things about his sister!

Nate was pretty useless as an employee and not much good as a friend but something about talking to him did give Jungkook the boost he needed. If Alex started telling him things he didn’t want to know, he'd just tell her to cut it out. He’d remind her she was like a sister to him. He didn’t want to think about her having sex anymore than she had already forced him to!

“Bananas– not the organic ones though,” Jungkook said, looking up from their hastily scratched shopping list.

“Duh.” She actually rolled her eyes at the suggestion that she wouldn’t know what kind of bananas he wanted.

Jungkook started to walk over to the banana display, leaving Alex to push the cart. Instead she hopped up onto the low bar and gripped the handle, whining after him,

“Koooo, push me.”

“You were horizontal most of the weekend, push your damn self,” he argued, back towards her. He hated making the joke about a thing he didn’t want to talk about, but at least sex jokes came natural. He didn’t feel like doing that stupid thing they did sometimes where she rode on the cart and he pushed it, arms around her. Sometimes she’d lift her arms and quote ‘Titanic.’ One time Jimin had seen them do it and insisted there was something wrong with them, a gas leak in their apartment or something.

But he didn’t feel like doing it right now, he just wanted to get the grocery shopping trip done and get home. He’d been on his feet all day and he was tired and usually they went grocery shopping on Sundays so he’d been living off of stale cereal in yogurt and instant rice and kimchi for three days because she’d been gone all weekend. Horizontal.

“Not just horizontal!” she said brightly, completely missing his tone. She gave the cart a shove and rode it over, bashing into the back of his ankles.

“Yeah, ok.”

“Why are you being sulky?”

“Because I’m hungry!”

“Well it’s not my fault you couldn’t feed yourself while I was away. You could have gone grocery shopping on your own,” she pointed out.

“I was busy.”

“Doing what?” she taunted. “Mom said you went to dinner at home. And that you didn’t give away any of my secrets so thanks.”

“They grilled me. You owe me.”

“Eh, you already owed me. You’ve earned my trust back.”

“That’s why you’re telling me every detail now, huh?”

“Yeah I’m not actually worried you’re going to go tell my mom he made me cum–”

“I know how many times,” he interrupted.

Alex’s response was to laugh, “Damn, you’re hangry! OK ok fine, let’s plow through the list so we can get home and feed you. Hehe, plowed like–”

“Alex,” he gave a deep, annoyed sigh to carry her name through the produce section.

She just giggled, “It’s kind of fun pissing you off, actually. I’m barely even telling you anything but you’re getting all pissy because someone beside you is talking about sex–”

“We’re in a grocery store,” he glared, gesturing at the other people in this public space.

“Yeah yeah I know, ok. I’ll dial it back. How was work?”

The question bored him but he answered it and returned the question. Her work bored him too. Everything bored him!

“Hey we’re going to the arcade tomorrow, right?” He suddenly thought of it. Her being gone Monday had totally thrown his weekly schedule off and he realized now tomorrow was Thursday arcade night and she might be working.

She gave him an incredulous look, “Of course we’re going. I mean, unless you’re bailing on me. I have it blocked out in my work schedule.”

“Oh, yeah. Ok. I’m feeling like we need to work harder to get the Slushie machine and stuff. I don’t think the marketing they’ve been doing is enough,” he said, suddenly much more animated by relief. “It feels like there’s a timer counting down on the place, right? I’m worried.”

“You know we could just buy a Slushie machine–”

“Ok moneybags,” he scoffed.

“Let’s see how much they are–” He shoved her hands with her phone down and reached over her to grab a bunch of bananas.

“I don’t care how much they actually are. It’s the principle of the matter. You don’t care about it anymore? I thought–”

“I care, I care,” she assured him.

He frowned, “Or does a Slushie machine not fit the style you want to impress–”

“What is up with you?” she asked. “You’re being all crabby and taking it out on me. What did I do?”

“I’m not–”

“I care about the Slushie machine,” she said. “I’m sorry you needed me here to grocery shop on Sunday and I wasn’t. I’m sorry I blew off the arcade weeks ago but I won’t do it again. Is there something else going on? Are you fighting with a girl? Did instagram suspend your account or something?”

“I have more going on in my life than instagram and fucking girls,” he grumbled. The bananas he had grabbed weren’t big enough so he grabbed a second bunch. They went through a lot of bananas.

“Ok, so tell me about it. What did I miss– you know what? Let’s go to the Starbucks and get something to snack on. Coffee or something. You want anything?”

“You don’t get a discount here,” he reminded.

“I know but this is an emergency. My treat.”

It was suspicious. It made him very suspicious but not so suspicious he wouldn’t accept a treat. So they bought a cookie to share and each got an iced caramel macchiato and fuck the sugar. Jungkook had to admit it did make things feel a little better as they returned to their shopping, side by side, sipping their little drinks. Just two roommates getting their weekly errands done with a nice pick-me-up.

“Ok,” she said. “Now back to what you were saying. Other stuff going on that’s bothering you right now.”

“Huh?”

“You said you have more going on than girls and instagram. News to me so spill, what’s the new thing,” she said, wiggling her eyebrows at him, as she slurped her fucking straw into her mouth.

“Uh…”

“Hello? Earth to Kookoo brain?” When she pulled her drink away to speak, a drop of milk lingered on her lip and he had the sudden and overwhelming urge to just lean down and– ok, it was weird, but it was just the crazy impulse that flashed through him to lean down and lick it off her lip and– well, her mouth would be cold and sweet and milky right now, because of the drink and– he didn’t have a thing for milk or anything, just that her mouth would taste like creamy caramel right now–

“Oh my god, are you sick or something?”

“Sick,” he repeated, meaning his brain that would do that to him while he was talking to Alex of all people!

Ok brain, he realized now. I went too long without getting my balls drained. I get it. He hadn’t even jacked off in the last week! He was cranky and backed up. Alex was right about her assumption that he hadn’t gotten laid and that was probably why he was so sensitive about her weekend with Hoseok. It wasn’t like he actually resented her getting fu– sex. She could have been having sex all this time! He didn’t mind! He just thought she didn’t want it!

But also his brain needed to quit it with the phrase “Alex getting fucked” because it was just too much in the wrong direction. He thought Alex was probably a love-making type of girl, not a getting railed one. They had sex but he’d doubted they’d fucked. The reality of all the excitement over Hoseok, he decided, was that it had probably been pretty tame, mediocre sex, but she had such a low bar for what she should be asking for. He’d nudge her in the right direction to make sure her needs were actually getting met.

Someday.

Definitely not right now.

Her hands were on his face, invading his bubble to check for a fever.

“I’m fine,” he complained and batted her away, “Leave me alone, you’ll give me zits.”

“My hands are clean.”

“You’ve just been banana-handling!”

“Uh I have definitely washed my hands since– oh, you meant…” She trailed off with a loud laugh and bounced away to the next thing on their list: oranges. Obviously she knew the joke she’d made. Her usual brash humor made him grumble, but he quieted it behind a sip of the iced drink she’d bought for him.

When she turned around, she was holding two naval oranges there, but before Jungkook could think of what joke would sound normal and not weird because now he’d seen her nipples and new what her tits looked like in only a flimsy lavender top, she sighed,

“Remember that time May and her friends stuffed these things in their bathing suits and made fun of me?”

“Uh… no,” he lied.

“I still think about that sometimes,” she admitted. “That sucked. I was so jealous of her little AAs.”

“You shouldn’t be. They’re um, nice. You know. At any size.”

“You think mine are nice?” she asked, arching her eyebrow.

“Uh… I, um, objectively speaking–”

“Oh my god, I have a boyfriend,” she laughed. Then immediately sighed and shook her head, “Sorry, I know I’m being so fucking annoying about it right now.”

YEAH! He wanted to yell it but she kept going.

“I guess I just still can’t believe it and I figure I can talk to you about anything. Rebekah and Minxi are both kind of shy about sex stuff… and I’m not on In’am or Sabina’s hot-girl level so… besides I’ve listened to all your sexcapades for years, so I figure you owe me,” she laughed and cradled the oranges against her chest as she tried to tear off a produce bag with one hand. She’d done the whole thing backwards like an idiot.

But Jungkook couldn’t do and think at the same time, and this conversation had him so flustered because now he was remembering her in that lavender thing, he reached for the oranges instead of ripping off the bag which is what he’d meant to do. He grabbed both oranges but a big squish of her tit as well.

“Jungkook!” she gasped. “Right in front of the salad?!”

“Fuck, sorry, I– you can’t– just get the bag before you grab the–”

“Before I grab the what?” she laughed, clearly amused by the whole thing. Jungkook was mortified. He’d never felt mortified in front of Alex but he did right now –well, not since he was a teenager and realized she noticed the random boners he kept popping as puberty wreaked havoc on his system. Or that time he’d been practicing with condoms in high school and had one stuck to his sock and she’d noticed it when she came over. Or that time her car had turned on and grabbed the bluetooth connection to his phone and she’d seen the name of the porn he was in the middle of jacking off to. She’d texted him a picture and six laughing emojis. Ruined his orgasm.

“Oranges, you sick fuck,” he retorted. It came out harsher than he intended it.

But Alex crumpled against the stack of oranges, she burst into such whole-body laughter.

“Oh my god you’re such an asshole,” she howled. “What is wrong with you? Is this really what you’re like if you go a week without–”

“Ma’am, this is a family establishment,” he interrupted, to cut her off because there were children walking nearby but also because he saw a lifeline through to his normal self and reached for it. Of course! He could make outrageous jokes with her and it was fine! Why was he being so weird and cranky?! And how did she know it had been a week for him?!

“It’s so funny when you say shitty stuff with that baby face,” she giggled, wiping a tear from her watery eyes. She reached forward and held the bag open for him to chuck the oranges into. He couldn’t have explained why, but something about the intimacy of manhandling giant oranges into a crinkly bag she held was too much. They locked eyes over the bag of oranges and both started laughing again.

This felt better. Jungkook made sure to bump her around as he picked the best broccoli heads, and she hip-checked him out of the way to reach the ranch dressing, and then they bickered over whether to get normal Chef Boyardee or the healthy one without high fructose corn syrup in it.

“But the healthy one is gross,” she insisted. “You know what boobs are made of? High fructose corn syrup.”

“Yeah, so we don’t need it,” Jungkook argued.

Alex laughed and waved the can at him, “What’s this ‘we’?”

“We got plenty of boobs in the house.”

“Whose? Yours?”

“Mine are nice too! I mean I’m not parading around in a little gauzy purple thing but–”

“Maybe you should open your mind to it,” she said. “You could get a matching one! I got it at that store I made you go with me, the one at the mall–”

“Wait you bought that with me?”

“Yeah. Super sneaky so you wouldn’t see. Like faster than that black bra you helped me steal when we were–”

“Yeah I already know what you’re talking about, it’s not like we steal from Victoria's Secret every couple of months,” he assured her. “Literally the only time in my life I have stolen lingerie.”

“Now you just buy it, huh, Mr. Moneybags?”

“Who the fuck am I buying lingerie for?” he scoffed.

“I don’t know… anyway. Yeah, obviously I wasn’t going to tell you I was buying lingerie.”

“Yeah, obviously,” he scoffed. “You waited until we were home to show it to me. On your body.”

“All right all right, sorry if that was weird.”

He was at a decision point, he realized. The responses he could give fanned out before him like a dialogue tree in a video game. He could tease. He could deny. He could establish a boundary and make sure it never happened again.

He shrugged, “Nah, it wasn’t weird, it’s just fun to tease you about it. You were so nervous about something stupid!”

“My body is stupid, huh?!”

“No, that was my point. How you look in that kind of thing is stupid to worry about.”

“You sound like my mom. ‘You are beautiful Alex and any boy will know that!’ As if I need reassurance from boys to feel good about myself.”

“Yeah just me.”

“Just you and the boy I’m dating,” she agreed as she set things on the belt for him to ring up at the self check out. He opened a couple bags first so she’d be able to squeeze past him and bag while he paid. They’d split the total later.

Jungkook shrugged, “Eh don’t worry too much about him. Boyfriends are replaceable; I am not. Wait, did you show your mom the lingerie–”

“No, of course not! Oh my god, I have boundaries! Just not with you!”

“Ok, good,” he laughed. “Here shrimpie, put the ramen in that last bag so you can carry it. I thought we’d start putting it in the low cabinet so you can reach it with your little possum hands in the middle of the night.”

“You’re such a turd,” she huffed and punched him in the ass. Hard.

“Damnit, Namjoon!”

“Ahhhhh I just tried to help,” he whined. Alex sighed and grabbed chopsticks and began picking out the vanilla beans he had dumped from a jar he apparently thought was dehydrated garlic. Vanilla beans looked nothing like garlic.

“Even if that was garlic, why would you just blindly dump it into the pan?! Besides, we’re using fresh garlic,” Alex scolded.

Beside her Taehyung shook his head, “Don’t bother, Alex. He went from mom to wife, the dude never learned common cooking sense.”

“You guys, don’t be shit. I’m trying to learn.”

“Step one, always stop and think about what you’re doing,” Jimin said, only to squirm and laugh at Namjoon’s look of rage at being lectured by Jimin –Jimin who tended to be on rice maker duty. It was rich coming from Taehyung honestly too, who used to be helpless. But he’d literally taken crash cooking courses in the last three years to learn how to cook to impress the ladies, and it had worked! He’d caught Sabina with those cooking skills. Gotta respect the hustle!

Jungkook reached right over Alex’s head to pull another bowl out of the cabinet above her. It pressed her into the counter, a drawer knob digging right into her ribs.

“Careful, hot stuff here,” she pointed out to him.

“I know, I’m just getting a bowl.”

“I meant the dish.”

“Uh huh.”

“The food dish, not the me dish.”

He gave her a tight-lipped look, bowl now safely in his hands, and assured her, “Yeah. I got it.”

Jungkook did this a lot lately, just would suddenly get all sulky. She hadn’t been able to tease out whether something was up at work or he was just still in his dry spell or what. She’d checked his snap and insta to make sure no girls were bullying him but if they were, it wasn’t on his page. In the past it had never taken her long to crack him; just the right poke and he’d spill everything, sometimes flopped across her lap like a worn out puppy demanding comfort and attention.

Fortunately Jimin also noticed and teased, “Uh oh, baby’s in a bad mood?”

“I’m not your baby,” Jungkook frowned.

“Yeah, we know, you’re mine and you’re hungry and it’s making you cranky,” Alex joked. “Sorry guys, I forgot to feed the baby his afternoon snack before we came here… I know I’m responsible for him and I failed in my sacred duties… here, muffin, eat this.”

“Muffin…” he grumbled, but when she held a piece of chicken to his mouth, he deigned to eat it. His glare gave her the answer as he nodded, “Yeah, it’s good.”

“There, is that better? You just need food. You’ve barely touched your horny DMs. I didn’t see any thirst traps on snap yet tonight!”

“You’re such a something-something,” he laughed, and pretended like he was going to chop her in the stomach, but instead just chased after the piece of chicken she’d been going to feed herself with his mouth like a fish. It felt sort of like staging for a movie; the playful proximity would have been an easy set up to just dart forward and kiss.

If it was Hoseok! Obviously! She wasn’t kissing anyone else! It was just a funny situation, and the premise distracted her long enough he was able to take the chicken after all and give her a smug grin about it.

“The marinade came out good?” Namjoon asked him. Alex had been the one to make it and she awaited Jungkook’s review.

“Yeah, it’s good. We should serve it with the green beans though so there’s some crunch, the chicken isn’t crispy on its own.”

“Yeah, can you saute those? I think Minxi already trimmed them.”

“Yep, right here! My work is done,” she beamed, and handed over the bowl and simply walked away.

Alex set the next batch of dumplings to steam and left the boys to keep an eye on it and wandered off after Minxi. Hobi wouldn’t be here until later; he was staying longer at work to cover for a barista who’d had a last minute family emergency. Hobi always covered; it was sweet and a reminder how much he loved his career, even if it bummed Alex out sometimes that it often meant moved dates or plans. He wasn’t a brain surgeon or something! But she also respected his work ethic.

On the bright side, they’d been dating long enough now that he felt comfortable casually adjusting their plans. It’s not like he had missed anything important! Not that there had been anything important to miss yet but still.

The kitchen was loud anyway and she wanted to just hang out; it’s why she and Jungkook had come early to this dinner party, which was Namjoon’s attempts to take control of the way everyone kept showing up at his house and turn the affairs into less drinking and something more sophisticated. He’d begged them to cook. He wanted to learn.

“Hey are the rumors true Namjoon already started seeing someone?” she whispered to Sabina and In’am.

“What do you mean already?” Sabina answered. “His divorce is finalized! There’s not some magic time he needs to wait.”

“No, I know! I just meant… because he just started looking,” Alex quickly covered her tracks. She thought there was an amount of time you needed to wait before people would whisper about you behind your back…

Exactly like this.

“I think it’s great,” Alex insisted. “I just meant i thought he’d fuck around more before he wanted to bring someone home to us.”

“Some people aren’t fuck-arounds,” Rebeka shrugged. “Some of us are lifers.”

“Yeah totally.” Alex paused, thoughtful, then frowned, “I guess I’m a lifer? Are those my only options?”

“What other options do you want?” Minxi prodded.

“I don’t know,” Alex said quickly, because she didn’t understand how they had gotten here or what was even being talked about. She guessed she was a lifer –she didn’t date around, and certainly didn’t fuck around. But at the same time, it wasn’t like she was already thinking of marrying Hoseok. Well, maybe she’d daydreamed about that earlier, before they started dating. Shit, that didn’t sound right! All her internal thoughts meant was that once Hoseok became a very real guy she was dating, those kinds of fantasies felt a little embarrassing because it felt like she was getting ahead of herself. They’d had a great time in Lakeville and had a couple of dates out or hung out at his place many times since then, they’d had more great sex, things were going great! If they wound up married… well, that would be great! But she wasn’t already really thinking of marriage! She’d basically be a child bride!

“Are you… hyperventilating?” In’am asked, leaning in closer and pressing her hand familiarly to Alex’s jaw.

“I’m just not quite ready to get married yet. I don’t know how you’re doing it. I mean I know you’re older than me but…”

In’am shared a laugh with Sabina, which Minxi and Rebekah awkwardly parroted as well, before assuring her, “That might be a little fast. Do you feel like your relationship is going too fast?”

“No! No, I just am sweating from these questions. Why are we talking about this again? I thought we were going to gossip about Namjoon’s romantic life?”

“Unfortunately I don’t think any of us know anything,” Rebekah sighed and let her chin fall onto her hand. “Where do people keep meeting people? I feel like I have zero prospects unless I want to– no, don’t you say it,” she warned Minxi, holding a finger up.

“Now she has to say.”

“You showed me that dating app you were on…”

Alex was relieved when attention turned that way. She felt like she’d made some mistake without even understanding it. Looking around the circle, she wondered if it meant she was spending too much time with dudes lately. Most of her freetime was with Hoseok and whatever remained was kind of just at home with Jungkook. Maybe she needed to carve out time for more than just texting and the occasional dinner with these girls…

Her phone chirped in her pocket and she yanked it out to see a message from Hoseok saying he was swinging by his place to shower before he came over –understandable since the mocha and espresso tended to seep into your hair and skin while you worked. Her friends were used to her smelling like coffee and chocolate but Hoseok was very particular about how he smelled and looked. No shiny face, no powder behind the ears, and definitely no smelling like work.

There were also notifications for etsy, Tumblr, ebay, Twitter, and Snapchat. She dismissed most of them but opened Snap because the notif mentioned Jungkook was someone who’d shared something. What could he possibly be snapping while he cooked just in the other room?

The selfie had Jungkook looking dramatically to the side, showing Jimin, Taehyung, and Namjoon in the background with the caption: me and bros cooking dinner for some lucky bitches

A next photo showed Jungkook twisting his shirt into his fist to more clearly show the outline of his shoulder and chest muscles and a little bit of skin above his shorts, a few hairs of the treasure trail he’d once admitted to her he wished was more manly and thicker. Taehyung had noticed the photo being taken; he was looking over his shoulder at Jungkook, grinning, devilishly handsome, a casual upstage to Jungkook’s try-hard fuckboy antics. And yet Alex’s attention lingered on her dumb friend. Why was he posting suddenly? Because she’d teased him about horny DMs?

Alex leaned in close to Rebekah and pouted her lips and threw up a peace sign for a photo as Rebekah quickly played along without knowing what for. What a good sport. Alex didn’t often post anything to Snapchat but added it now with the caption: it’s us. We bitches.

“Hey,” Rebekah complained, seeing it.

“You don’t want to be JK’s bitch?”

“Obviously not,” Rebekah scoffed but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. Alex obviously didn’t comment. She had hoped Rebekah’s little crush on Jungkook would fade in time as she saw more of his fuckboy antics, but either Rebekah was intrigued by his behavior –so very different than any guy she’d ever dated– or she’d been able to see the charming, likable greasy Shrek behind the fuckboy antics.

Shrek. Yeah. He was definitely a Shrek.

At the same time her photo posted, Jungkook posted another, holding a spoon of sauce towards the phone camera, eyebrow cocked, tongue pressed to form a bulge in the side of his mouth: want to taste?

Now she laughed and leaned close to show Rebekah, who was whining wanting to know what was going on.

“It’s just a mouthful of sauce,” Alex snickered.

“Um… I think he means cum.”

Alex didn’t know what was funnier, hearing Rebekah say ‘cum’ or Rebekah thinking Alex didn’t get the joke.

“Yeah but just eating a mouthful of that sauce would be gross, so he’s making it seem like a mouthful of his cum would also be gross–”

“Wouldn’t it be?” Minxi asked. “Isn’t a mouthful of anyone’s pretty gross? I realize I’m outing myself here but–”

In’am shrugged, “You get used to it. If you swallow quickly you don’t have to deal with the mouthful part.”

“Or just let it dribble down your chin if you don’t like the taste or texture in your mouth,” Sabina suggested, dragging a finger down her chin. “They like that.”

“All of them?” Rebekah clarified.

“All of them,” Sabina nodded.

Alex made a mental note. She had not given Hoseok a blowjob yet, worried about messing up their enjoyable sex by showing too much of her inexperience too quickly. Hoseok hadn’t seemed bothered at all when she’d admitted she didn’t have vast experience. While he didn’t exactly disclose his own –maybe for the best– he was patient and vocal when she did something he liked. Obviously it was time to step it up soon though, right? He’d gone down on her. She didn’t want him to start thinking she was never going to return the favor, and it would probably take her some time to get good at it!

Obviously she had lied to Jungkook about it when he’d started to tease that she let Hoseok do all the work. And now she was paranoid about it! Damnit, she needed to blow her boyfriend and soon so he wouldn’t be thinking the same thing.

“What are you guys talking about?” Jungkook asked, suddenly leaning down on his forearms on the couch between Alex and Rebekah.

“Your gross cum,” Alex smiled at him.

“It’s definitely not gross.”

“It is though.”

“I don’t think you know anything about it,” he retorted.

“I know what cum is like,” she cried defensively, hitting his arm to try and knock him off the couch.

“Not mine.”

“It’s not special,” she returned.

“This is a lot,” Minxi murmured. “They’re weird, aren’t they?”

“Yes, they’re weird,” In’am assured her. “Nothing new here.”

“The results of the science experiment when a boy and a girl live together platonically for too long…”

“Hey,” Jungkook said, turning his glare to Minxi. “We’re golden.”

“Yeah? You’ve adapted to your new dad?”

“Hobi and I get along fine,” Jungkook said and Alex wondered if it sounded like a lie to anyone else. They still had not spent any real time together since that failed arcade date except for a couple awkward evenings watching tv at the apartment that Jungkook had mostly left during the middle of anyway. Booty calls or whatever.

It wasn’t that they didn’t get along, but she got the distinct feeling from things he said and did that Jungkook still expected Hoseok to be uppity or patronizing or something, just because he was older and had a corporate job, even though he’d given up that corporate job! She thought he was kind of threatened by Hoseok. She understood Jungkook masked shyness and insecurity behind the fuckboy antics but she didn’t see what that had to do with Hoseok! Hobi was definitely not doing anything to try to make Jungkook feel bad about himself.

Hoseok happened to walk through the door right that second and Jungkook shouted, “Speak of the devil! Hey man, glad you could make it!” He turned and went right up to Hobi and threw his arms around her bemused, slightly stunned boyfriend. Of course Hoseok returned the hug, even wrapped his arms tighter around Jungkook and squeezed, as if this was a perfectly normal greeting.

“J-kaaay,” he cheered. “How’s it going, man? Hey, did you find out about that commission competition yet?”

Jungkook’s face lit up, “Oh, Alex told you about that? Yeah, dude, I fucking won!”

“Hey hey, winner J-kaaay,” Hoseok grinned and they high-fived.

Alex sighed and covered her face and slumped down on the couch as all four girls laughed at what they were seeing. It wasn’t that it was fake; obviously Jungkook and Hoseok were both good people and knew they needed to get along for her sake. It just felt like a performance though.

“Yeah, JK is getting along great with his new dad,” she grumbled.

“It takes time,” wise In’am assured her. “At least they’re trying.”

Trying here meant that Jungkook was talking Hoseok’s ear off and he hadn’t even gotten to say hello to Alex yet. It was cute he was so excited about winning after being second each time for like two years now, but couldn’t he wait five minutes?

“Hey, he’s my boyfriend, let me say hi,” she pouted in their direction. Hoseok was still smiling and nodding at what Jungkook said, but came closer to bend down over the back of the couch and kiss her on the cheek. Just the right level of PDA she felt comfortable with in front of her friends.

“--anyway, it’s a nice little payout,” Jungkook said, unbothered. “Maybe I’ll take someone special up to Lakeville now, huh? You can give me some pointers.”

“I think we like different things,” Hoseok told him. Which was kind of a weird response, Alex thought. Jungkook must have thought so too because he immediately stopped talking and tilted his head, eyebrows pinched.

“Do we?”

“He means he gets seasick on the water,” Alex suggested, not sure if that was actually what Hoseok had meant. But it must have been! “But you love the water.”

“Oh, yeah, I do.”

“Hey JK,” Namjoon called. “Something’s not looking right… can you come look?”

“Oh, yeah– hey, why don’t you come too, Hobi? We could use another guy in there who knows what he’s doing.”

“Oh I don’t actually know anything about cooking,” Hoseok admitted, cheeks appling up like when he was bashful about something.

“Oh, I thought Alex was always saying the food at your place–”

“My roommate is great.”

“Yeah, Seokjin is amazing, we should bring him over next time, actually!” Alex agreed.

Jungkook nodded, “Yeah yeah. Ok well, we could use your help in the kitchen.” He shrugged and walked off, but the request was clear.

Hoseok gave Alex a warm smile, an obvious I’m doing this for you message embedded, and waved, “Ladies, nice to see you. I will talk more after I have assisted the men.”

“Good luck.”

“Watch out for Namjoon or Taehyung with knives, for different reasons!”

“Wait, what?”

But he went anyway, and Alex realized she’d been tense for no reason. Hoseok was going to have no problem fitting in here; he already did! He would just be the new guy for a little longer but if Namjoon had some new friend he was going to bring by, Hoseok would then be just another one of the group. That made her really happy to think of. She thought Hoseok’s friends were great, but they did spend more time with them than with her own, and she’d like to be able to go back and forth, or even mingle them!

Mingling was nice. Alex liked not having to choose. She loved that when they all sat down at tables or on the couch to finally eat the food, Hoseok was right there in the middle of conversations. She liked that he had a good memory and would ask people about things they’d mentioned before. He was just so social compared to her. She wasn’t as good at that kind of thing, she just kind of hung back until she found her place, but Hoseok knew how to mold a group. He had such an easy time finding things to talk about with everyone. He was just really so great! He didn’t even fuss when Taehyung and Jungkook teased him during cleanup for suggesting they boil the forks to get the tines really clean.

“It can be hard to wash in between,” he explained.

Namjoon waved his hand, “Nah, it’s good, I have a dishwasher.”

“Ah, ok, but handwashed is cleaner… ok, if you say so!” Hoseok laughed and stepped aside as In’am, Sabina, and Rebekah loaded things up.

“Hobi and Jin keep their place very clean,” Alex explained. “He’s the pro at knowing how to clean anything.”

“So how exactly does that work with you?” Jimin teased.

“I’m not dirty!”

“No comment,” Hoseok grinned, then seemed to realize he had made a different joke than he meant to as Jungkook choked on his saliva and leaned heavily against the counter like he’d been shot and didn’t know whether to cry or puke. “No no I was just trying to make a joke about– nevermind. Nevermind!”

“Adorable,” Sabina snickered. “You two are so cute.”

“He’s rubbing off on you. I thought your room looked a lot cleaner than it used to–”

“No one better be rubbing off on anyone in my house,” Namjoon said to a chorus of boo’s and shoves. Alex grimaced but held back the need to apologize to Hoseok for her crude friends. That’s how they were. She thought they were funny! He’d never seemed too bothered by it anyway.

Suddenly Jungkook reached forward and wrapped his arms around Hoseok, agreeing, “Yeah, man, you gotta be good with Alex, none of that kind of stuff.”

“Hey, you don’t know what I’m into!” Alex jokingly defended. But it was lost, because now Hoseok and Jungkook were both laughing about… Jungkook being her brother and he needed to defend her? They were sort of play-wrestling? Just right in the middle of the kitchen. It was so… weird. She felt like she’d missed something important.

Alex shared a grimace with Minxi and Taehyung. Gross. Had she really understood that right?

“Ok, whatever you weirdos, let’s go do… something else,” she said, trying to wedge her way between them. It was hard to break them up at first and then they were both laughing from the hug-tussle. “You’re both really fucking weird right now.”

“No no,” Hoseok insisted. “Am I flushed? I only had one glass of wine –I’m a lightweight,” he confessed to her friends.

“I’m not,” Jungkook announced proudly.

“Yeah but you’re on your fourth beer or something,” Taehyung pointed out, handing him the bottle.

“Third. I’ve gotta be up early for the gym before work…” Jungkook patted his belly, whether to check the beer volume or fondle his own abs.

“Why are you having three beers at a dinner party?” she scolded.

“Uh, to celebrate my commission win? The guys get it,” he told her, waving his hand to dismiss her and turning to clink his beer bottle with Jimin’s. Alex did not like that dismissal.

“Yeah, right, not like I made you some brownies to celebrate or anything,” she huffed, because she had. Pot brownies. They didn’t do that kind of thing often but it was celebration and they were supposed to enjoy those together soon but if he was going to be weird suddenly–

“Hey baby, I know, don’t pout at me about it. We said tomorrow!”

Hoseok suddenly choked on his water beside her. She turned and pounded on his back until he’d stopped coughing.

“You ok?” she asked.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m great,” Hoseok nodded. “I’ll get some more water I think– were we going to watch a comedy show or something–”

“I’ll get the water,” Alex told him, Jungkook forgotten as she took his glass. “Go get us seats before the other couples take all the good ones.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll clear off the love seat for the three of us,” Jungkook said, backhanding Hoseok in the stomach and taking off.

Within seconds they were alone in the kitchen, and Hoseok leaned close and asked, “Hey uh… does he always call you ‘baby’?”

“Huh?” The retort came out obnoxious sounding even to her own ears.

“He just called you baby and used this… voice…”

“Oh.” Alex rolled her eyes hard. “Yeah, he does that to mock me, goes into his little fuckboy lines. Don’t worry about that, it’s just him being stupid.”

“Ah, ok.”

“You ok snuggling with me while we watch this? Sometimes I laugh too loud… that really witchy one…”

“Remember who you’re dating, baby,” he assured her, his smile taking up his face again as he leaned down to kiss her. “I like that laugh!”

“Oh I remember who I’m dating. I have a midday shift tomorrow…”

“Oh? How convenient… I don’t work until late too…”

“Guys!’

“Guys you’re going to miss it!”

“They’re kissing, leave them alone.”

Jungkook’s voice was clear, “Hey assholes, get your booties in here or I’m farting on all your seats!”

“Does he really get laid all the time?” Hoseok asked.

“Bitches be dumb,” Alex snickered, then quickly clarified, “I don’t mean that seriously, obviously their poor taste is not necessarily a reflection on their intelligence or their worth as people.”

Hoseok laughed all the way to the couch with her, arm around her waist. Jungkook had indeed saved them the two spaces to wedge in with him on the loveseat, though Alex had to shove his legs out of the way. It was a cozy fit for three people, to say the least.

“This only works because you’re the size of a peanut,” he told her.

“Curves of one too,” Hoseok added.

“I will murder you both–”

“Hey-o!” Jungkook laughed and held his hand up for Hoseok to high-five. After a brief hesitation, he did. Jimin started to laugh into In’am’s shoulder and she curled him against her and patted his back,

“There there, babe, the comedy special hasn’t even started yet.”

The comedy special was funny. Alex laughed. Not always sincerely, because she was literally wedged in between two boisterous loud laughing guys who kept jostling each other around her. But she enjoyed it! She was just also glad when it was over and she could squeeze out like toothpaste as anyone who’d stayed for the whole thing gathered their stuff to head out. Namjoon was barely awake in the chair, which was kind of endearing. Sleepy grandpa.

“I’ll follow you home?” Alex asked, nudging Hoseok playfully in the chest. “You ok to drive?”

“Ah, I was optimistic, a friend actually dropped me here, I don’t have my car…” Hoseok admitted, not looking sorry about it.

“Wait, I need a ride home,” Jungkook said, grabbing her arm. “I came with you.”

“Ok you can take my– no, you can’t drive,” she sighed. He nodded, then shook his head. Not trashed or anything, but definitely not going to be driving himself home. Also why should she pay for a cab just so he could borrow her car? That was a dumb suggestion.

“Ok… guess we’re dropping JK at my place first.”

“Would you rather stay at your place?” Hoseok asked.

“Oh. no, we don’t have to– I know you aren’t as comfortable at my place…” They said their goodbyes and headed out, Jungkook trailing silently behind.

“I don’t mind.”

“You’ve never spent the night at my place. Jungkook snores.”

“Close enough to hear?!”

“It was a joke…”

“Ah…”

“Slumber party?” Jungkook asked, suddenly slinging his arms around their shoulders. Or trying to. The height difference left him lop-sided and they all stumbled down the concrete steps to Alex’s car on the curb.

“Yes, but not one you’re invited to, babe,” she teased, poking him hard in the ribs.

“Really? Lame. I’ve got a full poker chip set and a sweet deck of cards, we could play for jellybeans– me and Alex have matching kigurumi.”

She’d wanted to make a joke about how she and Hoseok would be fucking soon but she chickened out and just scolded, “Close your mouth and get into the backseat.”

“Fuck yeah.”

“No not fuck yeah,” she laughed. “God, you are sick! You’re back there alone.”

“Uh huh, ok–”

“Don’t you have a girl to call if you’re lonely?”

“Nah, I think your snap about being the bitch I was cooking for scared them all off tonight,” he lamented as he flopped down into it, shoving her jackets and a beachball and an overflowing bag out of the way. She didn’t have backseat passengers often.

“Didn’t I just send that to you?!”

“Nah, and I added it to mine.”

“Why?!”

“Dunno, man,” Jungkook said and stretched and yawned. “Take me home!”

Alex shook her head but Hoseok was smiling and had his phone out, already sorting through for some music to listen to. That seemed like a great idea. If Jungkook kept rambling, they’d just turn the volume up.

He didn’t, and she actually thought he fell asleep back there, but when she’d glance through the rearview mirror, he was just staring out the window, mouthing along to the lyrics, streetlights flickering across his face.

Jungkook thought it would be less annoying to have Hoseok spend the night at their place rather than have Alex off doing who knew what at his. But it wasn’t less annoying to know they were in her bedroom fucking. He hated that he knew that, even though he couldn’t hear anything from his bedroom.

It was the alcohol, he knew that. He’d had four beers in a couple hours and while he had a high tolerance, he didn’t know why he’d done that. It just made sense at the time.

And now Hoseok was fucking her and tomorrow Jungkook would go to ask Alex something and she’d be sitting on the edge of the bed she’d been recently fucked in and that just bothered him right now. She better change her sheets immediately. He kept his sheets clean for the times she came in and threw herself down on his bed and started snacking or talking or both. Maybe he wasn’t the cleanest guy about everything but he kept his bed clean. He wasn’t going to make Alex roll around in the sweat and sex of another woman.

He couldn’t hear anything. Were the walls really that sound-proof or was she quiet? Was sex the only time of her life Alex was quiet? That was a joke. Or maybe Hoseok just wasn’t as good at this as Alex thought. She had a low bar. There must be a way to make her scream–

Jesus. This dry spell had to end. Jungkook got out of bed and paced his bedroom just to move. It was not normal to be this bothered knowing your friend was getting railed in her bed just a few yards away. Good for her! He’d said that before! He’d say it again! Alex deserved that– a happy relationship, good sex. She was his best friend! He wanted all those things for her!

He just didn’t want to lose her, that was all. He knew what people were like once they got partners. If this continued on, at some point she and Hobi would move in together. They’d get married. Jungkook would get left behind and even if he and Alex stayed friends, he knew it would be different. Hobi would be the first one she called to tell things. Hobi would be the one she bickered with about Chef Boyardee. She wouldn’t want the same intimacy she’d had with Jungkook before because she’d have someone new, and he’d have to put up some wider boundaries so as not to cause problems for her, because not everyone could apparently respect their friendship. Some might be threatened by it. Like Hoseok’s reaction when Jungkook had called her baby earlier. It had made Jungkook want to call her baby a thousand more times, right there, and wrap his arms around his gremlin peanut roommate from hell like he always had been able to without issue, and ask if Hoseok had liked that little purple thing because Jungkook had seen it first and knew exactly how banging–

Goddamnit, what was happening to his brain right now? He should have known Alex getting a boyfriend was going to mess with his head. She was his best friend and he liked their life together and in all honesty he wanted to cry at the thought she was taking a step further from him every day she dated Hoseok. That was the truth. Right now he was pacing his room because there were parts of her life he’d never get to be the closest to her in –namely the one that was happening with her boyfriend right now, but other ones too, romantic ones, marriage ones, this whole life she would have with Hoseok– while she didn’t think of him twice because she was busy getting happily split open by Hoseok’s dick– god, he hoped Hoseok didn’t have a big dick the injustice of it would be too much–

Jungkook left his room under the guise of needing to use the bathroom. It was between their rooms. In the dark, he accidentally wandered too far and had to double back. There were no lights under her door and he couldn’t hear anything, and he realized he was stupid, they’d probably already finished, or maybe not even done anything. But obviously they did do things, even if not right here. But there was something comforting about knowing they weren’t doing things right now–

“Oh.” It was the smallest, softest moan by the time it reached his ears. In all honesty, Jungkook wasn’t even sure he’d heard it. Maybe his brain had made it up.

It didn’t matter. Vague images tried to flash through his mind. He replaced them with women he’d fucked, and turned heel and ran back to his room, and grabbed his phone to see who was awake, or who he could meet up with this weekend. He was not going to be weird and lonely while Alex got her brains fucked out every day by her perfect boyfriend. His unintentional off-week had him frustrated and it was making him crazy, he knew that. His brain was mixing up frustrations right now and that was bad bad bad. He should have known this would happen, but he had a hard rule about Alex, and that was that he did not let his brain just pull her into filthy fantasies or use her like that. If he needed a release, there were plenty of women to find who were game for that, and Alex was protected because she was special and had a special place in his life. So if his cock wanted to try and fuck with him right now, reaching for that moan in the dark, he’d just have to stuff it somewhere eles and quickly.

Like the fleshlight Alex had bought him as a birthday gag gift years ago that only saw occasional use. Only in an emergency. Because no one was fucking answering his messages tonight, like none of them went out on a Wednesday night ever! 11:30 was not too late for a booty call!

So maybe Hoseok got a moan out of Alex. So what? Good for her. The fleshlight she’d got him might be a poor replacement for a real woman but it got way more than one moan out of him.

Jungkook groaned as his dick slotted neatly into Geneva’s pussy. He could hear her sigh of relief through his own because for a hot second there it had looked like things were not going to be successful. He’d done a decent job masking the betrayal of his dick with enough foreplay to make her cum once already, but his wrist was cramped up and his lips were getting chapped from making out and the whole point of this was supposed to be draining the dam. He never had to make out with a girl for that long these days!

“There, there, that’s good,” he murmured, grasping her hips and rolling her on top of him. Geneva was particularly good on top, her rhythms always worked him good and her thighs lasted just long enough before they’d start trembling. He loved the look of that, trembling thighs. Her tits jiggled as she rocked, keeping his attention from her grinning face or the way her mouth hung open to make these little ‘oh oh oh’ sighs. Good, this was good!

This was not good. Even as he leaned into the feeling of pleasure, he could feel himself sliding out of her, too limp to stay upright. She noticed it pretty quickly too and slid off him and leaned down to spit and suck, but he could feel her frustration in the sharp suck around his head.

“K, baby, all good,” he said, nudging her head away as it started to hurt.

She pulled off with a pop and sighed, “You’re too drunk.”

“Maybe…”

Yeah, that was true. He was too drunk. Whiskey dick and all that. He’d lost track of how many he had at the bar with Nate and Geneva and a few other coworkers. They never went out, but when he’d sent out a text to some of the colleagues he could tolerate saying he’d buy the first round, all seven had shown up.

That had felt good, to look around the table as people upended their shots. He had friends! Friend who weren’t just Taehyung and Jimin in their happy relationships and Namjoon with his fresh new romance already and Alex with her–

She was out with Hoseok again tonight, he was pretty sure. Two nights bookending the one evening he’d gotten with her this week. This would be a trend now. He’d get one evening a week for a while, and then one a month, and then no evenings. At least if it had been a perfect evening, that would have been something! It was so damn close!

Geneva pushed away and went to pee. Jungkook just lay there for a moment, giving his cock one last chance to rally. It did not, no surprise when he couldn’t think of anything sexy at the moment, just his lazy evening with Alex. They’d eaten the last of the brownies she’d made to celebrate his commission win, lamenting how stale they were until it became funny. They’d splurged on a cab ride to the arcade to keep Thursday tradition up and laughed at their own disrupted game performances, the distraction of twinkling lights, the funnier-than-usual antics of their air hockey matches. They’d caught another cab home, arm wrestling, or really just flat out wrestling in the back seat over which snacks they’d DoorDash, another splurge Jungkook was willing to fund with his commission bonus. He’d bought them all anyway, anything Alex had asked for, but she’d gotten kind of annoyed with him when he’d said something about it he couldn’t really remember now. He didn’t remember what it was. But it hadn’t lasted long because Alex had always been infinitely patient with him and then they were wrestling on the couch to figure out what movie to watch and Jungkook did remember that he had thought if I was Alex’s boyfriend I would not want her wrestling like this with me knowing how much I like it. That had made him laugh but the buzz was wearing off enough not to say that to her and instead they’d watched a movie.

But then, when he’d told her to come sleep in his bed if she wanted… she had said no. She didn’t think that was ok to do anymore now that she had a boyfriend.

It was awkward to get rejected by Alex for something he hadn’t thought was anything wrong. And painful. It sucked.

Probably she was right. He could see how she was right. He had just thought the same thing, hadn’t he?

But it also wasn’t right. He was Jungkook. She was Alex. Shouldn’t a boyfriend just have to accept that?

And he’d seen so clearly suddenly the crumbling of everything he had with her as one thing after another was wrong because she had a boyfriend now and someday there would be nothing left, as soon as she and Hobi realized how much it all meant to him.

That’s what he’d been thinking last night. And those same thoughts came to him tonight as the whiskey poured. And now he lay in the bed of the only sexy female coworker he had, and he’d failed to fuck her good, and that was definitely going to be whispered about at work. His reputation, gone. Alex, gone. She’d even admitted Hoseok didn’t like that Jungkook called her ‘baby.’ Like how fucking threatened was this guy?! He got Alex! Wasn’t that enough? Did he have more demands to make? He needed to just take everything away from Jungkook?

He pushed up and grabbed his pants, at which point Geneva returned and asked without any sadness in her voice, “Oh are you going?”

“Yeah sorry I don’t want to be here anymore,” he answered, then, “Shit. I mean… uh… sorry I got too drunk, maybe another time…”

“It’s ok, you were good with your hand tonight so that’s… something…”

He had a hard time concentrating on her face right now. Everything was kind of blurry and tilting. He stumbled out of her apartment before realizing he still needed to call a cab to take him home because he’d left his car at the bar. Maybe Alex could take him to get it tomorrow. If she was still allowed to now that she’d been dating a guy for three months or four months or whatever it was.

Actually Jungkook knew exactly how long it had been and he hated that his brain remembered things like that but couldn’t remember why he’d unlocked his phone. To get a cab. Right. But he got distracted by Instagram and looked at that and started walking. No posts from Alex about whatever she and Hoseok had done tonight which meant it either wasn’t special or wasn’t the kind of thing you should post on social media about.

He stumbled upon a little park down the road from Geneva’s apartment and even though it was late and he might get mugged, he just walked. It’d suck for the person who tried to mug him anyway; he felt outside of his own body, invincible, he’d love the excuse to beat the shit out of something or someone! And then he’d go home and sulk about it and Alex would freak the fuck out and coddle him and he’d have to pretend to hate it, all of her attention focused on him, the way she’d push his hair back and talk to him like he was a baby because she thought he thought that was funny, and he did think it was funny! Wait, when had he stopped thinking it was a funny joke? The way her tits would dangle in his face and she’d probably press her knee into his spleen as she’d try to adjust the pillows around him. Because in this scenario he was like a Union soldier in the civil war or something apparently. Just as quickly his brain decided they were in an anime instead and her nursing outfit was not leaving much to the–

What was with him lately? Jungkook was glad he was too drunk to feel things right now or he’d be really freaked out by his own inability to get her out of his head lately. He’d had to tuck all of his thoughts about her relationship and his jokes and snide comments and whatever away, because by now he’d had multiple friends tell him he was seeming possessive of her. He wasn’t! He understood she could go meet Prince Charming! He wasn’t surprised Hoseok was falling head over heels in love with Alex! He wasn’t even that surprised Alex was falling in love with Hoseok too because to make it all even more disgusting, Hoseok seemed like a genuinely good guy! And here was Jungkook walking out on a girl he worked with and would have to see again because he couldn’t even keep his dick hard. He was losing, and losing his best friend, and he just didn’t like to lose, and extra didn’t want to lose his best friend.

He pulled his phone out and called her, knowing she wouldn’t answer. He was going to leave her a drunk rambling text message because she’d think it was funny. Maybe tomorrow when she woke up in the arms of Hoseok Jung and decided to finally check her phone to see if her best friend had suffered any debilitating embarrassment or emergencies.

Instead she answered on the second ring, her voice as clear and solid as Jungkook didn’t feel right now, “Koo? Why are you calling me, what’s wrong?”

“I can just call you.”

“Uh….”

“I’m just walking. You know?”

“No, I don’t know,” she said. He adored the suspicion in her voice. “Why are you calling me? Is something wrong? Oh!” She gasped, interrupting as he started to answer. “Is this one of those situations where you need me to make an emergency so you can leave?”

“I already left.”

“Oh.”

“I’m just walking. I’m in a park…”

“Are you ok? Are you high?”

“No. Wait but yes. Uh, ok yes, high no? But drunk yes. Hey Alex can I have a ride or are you fucking?”

“What?”

“Yeah?”

“Jungkook,” she sighed, but in an amused way, like she thought he was funny. “Yeah, I’ll come get you, where are you? Send me your location.”

“Ok. Thanks ba— baloo? Baby beluga.”

“Shut up, I’ll be there in like ten minutes. Don’t get mugged.”

Trying not to call her baby made him want to do it more. Unironically calling her baby. Calling her baby not just because she was the size of one but also because she acted like one– no but also because it made her mad sometimes, if she was trying to do something and frustrated and he called her baby, or because she laughed when he tried to use fuckboy lines on her, which never worked anyway. Worked in the sense of getting her to fuck him. Not that he was trying to get her to fuck him. Alex wasn’t the kind of girl he could just fuck and forget about and she wasn’t the kind of girl who found someone like him actually charming and that was fine, he wasn’t trying to fuck her, he had blocked that whole possibility from his brain years ago.

Look, once upon a time, Jungkook had been a teenage boy, with a teenage girl best friend who was the coolest, funniest person he’d ever met. They liked all the same things. He felt understood by her. She’d had a lot to say at the time about how much she hated her flat hair or her brown eyes or her weight or her big boobs or whatever but Jungkook was just a simple teenage boy who thought she was cute and funny and special. And also obviously big tits were a positive thing. And there had been a moment in time when he’d thought about how he probably should just date and marry Alex because she seemed like the perfect girl to him –they’d made a joke about it actually and then their moms took it way too seriously.

Because there was a really important thing missing in that Alex wasn’t interested in dating him. At first he’d thought maybe Alex just didn’t want to date anyone, but she’d dated a few guys, she’d had a few crushes, she’d even had sex with Yoongi. That all seemed to prove it wasn’t dating, it was him, especially now that she was with Hoseok and fucking all the time and not asexual like he’d convinced himself. He knew she could be shy about guys but she wasn’t shy with him so that wasn’t some secret issue. She loved him, he felt loved by her, in the the most platonic friend way possible. That was precious to him. He knew, even as a teenager, that it was not worth risking that for a what if with an obvious result.

Anyway, being desired was important to him! He needed that! No matter how much he wanted to protect his life with Alex, he knew it could never be complete, not because of sex but becaues of desire. Shallow desire meets deep desire. That was what the goal was for those long term relationships, right? He got all the shallow desire he needed from the women he hooked up with, but it never had that deeper level, and that’s why he was called a fuckboy. Meanwhile Namjoon and his ex married young and in love and stopped having sex long before they gave up on the relationship, maybe that was the opposite.

He and Alex had the deeper desire in spades, he thought, but he could count on his fingers the number of times she’d ever said something sincerely nice about his appearance. She usually made it sound like she couldn’t really understand why other women thought he was hot and ok, maybe it hurt his feelings sometimes but he was shielded by having realized that as a teenager and he was fine with it. Alex was his best friend and honestly that was even rarer and more precious to him than any girlfriend.

He kept thinking the word precious. He thought it was a funny word to use but his brain seemed to be hiccuping with it now, so that when Alex ran up to him, he slung his arm around her shoulder and announced,

“My precious is here!”

“Is that a Gollum reference? You fucking nerd.”

“Don’t go into the park alone, it’s dark,” he said, grinning down at her. “Damn you’re short.”

“Hey! You’re just weird and tall.”

“I wish I was tall,” he sighed. “Maybe in my next life.”

“Nah you’ll probably be shorter because of all your bad deeds.”

“I do the deed good. You don’t know.”

“Is that what you were doing tonight?” she prodded. “Good deeds? Bad deeds?”

“I failed the deed,” he sighed. Then, “You don’t need to know.”

“Yeah I don’t need to know, “ she laughed.

“Did you do the deed? Wait no don’t tell me, I don’t need to know.”

“Yeah, you don’t need to know,” she parroted again. “But what are you so drunk for?”

“Did you leave your boyfriend when I called?”

“Nah. Well, yeah, but I was already heading home anyway, I’ve got an early shift tomorrow.”

“Oh.”

She turned him around, clearly guiding him back to her car, but she held his wrist so his arm stayed around her.

“Were you just out partying? What happened?” Suddenly her voice got very serious as she asked, “Are you… ok? Did something happen?”

“Are you asking if someone took advantage of me?”

“Yeah. Don’t laugh! That can happen to guys too! And I will kill, I’m low to the ground, they’ll never see it coming in their high heels–”

“I like short girls too,” he argued.

“Then it’ll be hand to hand combat, we’ll grapple to the death– ok don’t look so happy about it, we won’t be in jell-o.”

“At least in mud?”

“You don’t want to see that.”

“You don’t know what I want to see.”

“You’ve got a big mouth, Koo. You have kept nothing secret,” she laughed. “Come on, over there–”

“Can we just sit for a little bit?”

“Where, there aren’t any benches and it’s the middle of the night. Technically the park isn’t even open–”

“Remember that time we got kicked out of the park in high school–”

“You don’t have to clarify high school,” she pointed out. “It’s only happened once!”

“I think someone in one of the houses must have called the cops because they saw our flashlights.” They reached her car and she went to unlock the door but Jungkook just sat on the hood and leaned back. It was not comfortable, and the hood was still warm from the engine, but he flopped out and after a moment she came and scrambled up beside him.

“If your ass dents my hood…”

“You’ll never know with all the other dents.”

“Those aren’t my fault! Most of those are those stupid golf balls from Taehyung–”

But Jungkook was back on the park they’d been kicked out of and recalled, “The cops totally thought we were trying to find a place for like a group orgy or something but we were just… just chasing Pokemon…”

“I can’t believe they looked at us and thought we were lying about Pokemon. I wonder if when the game really took off they thought back and were like oh, those kids were telling the truth…”

“But I’ve always thought the funniest part was that they saw the four of us nerdy, awkward teens and were like ‘these kids are definitely going to fuck in a field,’’ Jungkook said. “God my acne was so bad.”

“I know, it was cute,” Alex giggled.

“Shut up, I didn’t want to be cute, I wanted to be hot!”

“Well plenty of girls think you’re hot now!”

“But not you.”

“Who cares what I think?” she demanded. “You said my opinions of who’s hot stopped counting when I liked Daniel Radcliffe.”

“Yeah, what’s wrong with you?”

“What can I say, I love a tragic face scar…”

“I have a tragic face scar,” he pointed out, rolling so she could see it, as if she had never noticed it before.

“The only thing tragic about it was your hand-eye coordination. I know that was from a Hotwheel car to the face.”

“No. It was from a knife fight–”

“You have the eyes of a baby doe, literally no one will believe that.”

“Isn’t a doe already a baby?”

“You’re the expert! I don’t know!”

“You’re like a fluffy little bird I think,” he mused, curled up on his side now. “Always stealing my food and cheeping too early in the morning.”

“Yeah, I’ll accept that. Mess with me and I’ll peck your eyes out–”

“No no, low on the food chain.”

“Hey!”

He laughed. Her outrage was always so funny.

“Hey, you’re really important to me.” He heard the words after he’d said them, but his mouth was already adding, “I don’t know if I ever told you that.”

She just froze and for a moment he feared he had said something way worse.

“Oh god, you’re really trashed, huh? We’re to the philosophical part of your drunk stage…”

“I mean it.”

“Ok ok. Thanks. You’re really important to me too.” She said it so easily though that he worried it wasn’t true. She was just saying that to placate him. Every day he got less important to her and she grew closer with her new perfect boyfriend. Soon all the things she put up with him –the stolen food, the unwashed dishes, the hair in the shower– would be too much. She’d be done living with him in the apartment she didn’t think was nice enough. He knew she deserved better and she was realizing it too.

“Is Hoseok’s apartment really nice?”

“Yeah, I’ve told you it is!”

“Tell me about it.”

“No,” she scoffed. “Let’s go home, you need to sleep it off.”

“Not yet. Let’s just sit here for a few minutes. Please?” He rolled onto his back and looked up, as though to prove he wasn’t going to budge yet.

“It’s late and I’m tired. I have to be up for work at five!”

“Just five minutes,” he begged and took her hand. His stomach dropped as he got this sudden feeling that this was the last moment they’d ever have like this. As if tomorrow she was going to announce her engagement. Maybe she would. Everything was going well. He didn’t know how quickly Alex would move in a relationship but she wasn’t a fuckboy like him so maybe she’d commit quickly. Maybe she was one of those falling fast and hard people. He thought that could be true about her, since he knew she was so soft and gooey on the inside of that punchy, spiky exterior.

“Fine, five minutes,” she mumbled. “The stars look nice tonight.”

They lay there in silence. The silence was a part of them that the others didn’t seem to recognize. They liked to joke that Alex and Jungkook were always teasing, always talking, two noisy old hens together, but the silence was nice too. Jungkook felt his body melt into non-existence, lying on the warm hood of the engine, looking at the stars, Alex’s little clammy hand wrapped up in his. He must have dozed off but he wasn’t aware of it, alcohol tugging his mind here and there like a balloon on a string. He was one content cat for the time being; it was no surprise he dozed off.

Alex woke him, nudging his arm, “All right, Koo, time to go home. I’m going to get in so much trouble if you fall asleep here and I have to drive home without letting you roll off the hood.” She jostled his hand in hers to rouse him.

He rolled onto his elbow, and leaned over, and kissed her.

It just happened.

It just felt like what he needed to do in the moment and his mind on the balloon string felt a tug but not quick enough to redirect.

He kissed Alex, the first kiss they’d ever shared. His sloppy, lazy lips pressed against hers, his free hand bracing himself on the car hood so he wouldn’t crush her. He’d gone in without a breath, without a thought, still half-asleep but with a mission, and had to surface for air shortly.

She hadn’t moved, hadn’t responded in any way, and when he pulled away to see her face, her shock was what made him realize what he’d just done. Her hand pressed against his chest, gently at first, and then more firmly.

“What are you doing?” she asked in the quietest voice. Then, louder, sitting up, shouldering him away from her, “How fucking drunk are you? What– why did you–”

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck, half his brain panicked. The other half suggested you’re halfway in, you gotta commit now. He leaned to try and kiss her again so she’d understand. He landed his mouth on hers again, somehow, and he wanted to believe it was because she let him, but just as quickly she firmly pushed against his chest.

“Stop! I’m not one of your fuck girls– Are you really so drunk you just confused me with–”

“No, Alex, I–”

“We have to go,” she said, scrambling off the hood much more quickly than she’d crawled on. “It’s time to go home. Get in the car, Jungkook.”

“Wait, Alex–”

“Just get in the car,” she said. He slid off the hood and stumbled after her as she fled to the driver’s seat. He didn’t want to scare her but he could tell she was panicking and upset and he hadn’t meant to upset her. He reached for her hand again but dropped it instantly when she shook him off like a fly.

“Wait, Alex, I–”

“Let’s just go home and forget–”

“I think I’m in love with you,” he tried to explain, the words once again leaping past his brain and just launching themselves out there in an attempt to calm her down. Wait. Did he? He didn’t. Well obviously he loved her, but not like that… but did he?!

She froze. He would never be able to say how long they were frozen there like that. Too much alcohol and the surprise of what he’d just doen rendered time eternal. He thought it might have been five minutes but probably it was not.

Finally Alex was re-animated. And she was suddenly madder than he would have expected.

“You think? You suddenly think you’re in love with me? You’ve known me for like twelve years and suddenly you– No. Bullshit! Why the fuck would you say something like that all of a sudden?”

“I…” He couldn’t keep up with what she was saying. She was yelling and his circuit board was shooting off fireworks in its sudden confusion.

“No, you’re not in love with me,” she snapped. “You’re possessive and clingy now because for the first time I have someone else in my life.”

“No, that’s not–”

“You’re just pissy that I’m not sitting around for you to find time to spend with me in between all the girls you fuck, at your beck and call whenever you need a ride or someone to feed you or someone to–”

“That’s not true!”

“Do you think I’m going to fuck you now? Or dump my boyfriend because you kissed me?”

“No. No, I…” He didn’t know what to say. He’d just done it and his brain was all wobbly and dizzy and she was mad at him and he had the sinking realization that he had just fucked up in a way he couldn’t fully comprehend yet because he was definitely very drunk. Damn, he wished he had just blacked out already.

“You don’t have feelings for me, you’re just drunk and horny, but it’s bullshit for you to do… that,” she said, spitting the word out. “That’s not fair. I thought you respected me more than that.”

“I…I do respect– Alex–”

She took a deep breath, like when she was really mad and didn’t want to eviscerate the person in front of her but only because she knew she was too cute for prison.

“Get in the car. It’s time to go home. Keep your mouth shut and to yourself.”

He just stared at her, but she threw her door open and pulled it shut behind her and started the car.

He’d kissed Alex.

But now she was pissed.

And he shouldn’t have done that.

But he wanted to kiss her again.

But with her responding this time. He felt the need for her to kiss him back so badly that it kept him rooted to the spot, the need for it made his stomach hurt.

But she didn’t want to kiss him or be kissed by him.

And he had told her he loved her in a way that felt different than any of the times they had jokingly, casually, friendly said it before, but she didn’t want to hear that either and he wasn’t even sure if it was true. He hadn’t thought that before. Where had that come from?! Sober words made drunk thoughts or– no it was the other way round…

What if she was right that it was only because he was jealous of her having someone, and pulling away, and leaving him, and willing to say and do anything to keep her from going?

And what if that was exactly what was going to happen now anyway?

But what if he really did love her and just had never realized it before because… because why? Why wouldn’t he have noticed it before? That was something you knew. What if he really was just drunk and a selfish, spoiled brat, and he had just kissed his best friend because he couldn’t stand that he wasn’t number one in her life anymore?

That sounded like him. That sounded way more like him. Alex was probably right. She knew him better than anyone in the world. If she said he only kissed her because he was drunk and being a jealous brat about her having a new perfect boyfriend, that was probably true.

She honked the horn and shouted, “Let’s go!”

He hurried around to his side of the car and tumbled into his seat.

t was a quiet ride home. He wished he could doze off again but he was awake for every excruciating minute of silence as he sobered up and regretted everything. Regretted calling her. Regretted kissing her. Regretted that stupid thing he’d said about being in love with her.

Regretted that the longer he lay awake thinking about it that night, knowing she was fuming in her own bed and would definitely never be in his again, the more he thought it might actually be true.

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10 Years of Slavery - Ch.23

"So, I sucked Dylan for a bit, but it turns me on so much and also I was waiting for too long to finally have a proper sex with him on a real bed. So I climbed on his lap. He grabbed my belly and I slowly let him slide in my pussy."

That. Imagining myself in that position, sliding in Ellie's warm, wet pussy was what keeping me alive, keeping me under her thumb. I was getting turned on again. My cock was already woken up for the third round. But I was a slave. Not a boyfriend. It had to wait its turn. Which might, let's be honest, never come.

"And I rode him until he came. I didn't orgasmed, but watching him trying to hold himself, and getting orgasm spasms was so hot. Then we got cleaned up, I put on my bikini and a cover-up and we made our way back downstairs. Everyone was already there and started drinking. So they made fun of us for being late. I was a bit embarrassed at first but being a bit of a slut turns me on I guess. Alex said that he saw me naked already and Dylan was right to not miss a chance. Can you believe this dickhead? Dylan just smiled smuggishly but Megan was clearly upset. I just told him to fuck off. So we jumped in the pool while boys fired up the BBQ. The rest of the evening was just fun. Then when the sun set, we put up a big fire in the fire pit, turned up the volume and started dancing until we got pretty drunk. It was past midnight when Dylan dragged me to our room. I was a bit drunk already so just let myself to him. You know babe, he knows how to lead the way! We had a great sex.

"When I woke up, Dylan was already downstairs. They were having fresh pasty that Nina and Ryan went out and got in the early morning. So I joined them for the breakfast. Melissa and Sean came together downstairs, and we all teased them a bit about that. Sean was quite stressed out, I feel like that guy have some self-esteem issues. Don't know why because Melissa didn't care about our teasing and she seemed like she had fun. I like when I see women feeling confident about their sex lives. Also I noticed that Alex had spent the night alone on the couch. And Megan got some points from me for that, that guy is a jerk. He did that again, he offered me to put some sunscreen on my back. I was like, what? I feel like he's trying his luck on me. First the blanket thing, second the teasing the first day and then this. But then something happened, which is the thing I wanted to talk about.

"Megan started to get closer to Dylan. At first I thought she's trying to get Alex jealous and didn't mind much, but at some point I got quite annoyed, when I saw her sitting Dylan's lap. I made up something to separate them. I have to give it to him, Dylan wasn't chasing her at all, he was just enjoying her advances. At some point later in the day I told him that it's getting ridiculous. Everyone was aware of what's happening. And you know what he told me? He reminded me that we're not exclusive to each other so he's free to do whatever he wants. I told him wouldn't he got jealous if I would flirt with someone else and he told me that he wouldn't care. I'm skipping the details, but basically I tried to keep Dylan around me just in case, it was the best I could do. So the day advanced and we all got pretty drunk pretty early that day. We had a lot of fun but I was just always on alert for Megan. I didn't want to make a scene by snapping at her, I know her for a long time and we're getting along well. And we were already clear on that we were just friends with benefits with Dylan, and not exclusive to each other. I mean, they even know that I have a complicated relationship. So she was playing fair. And I have to admit she didn't do much except some flirtatious moves. It wasn't like she was all over Dylan. But I may have made some innuendos here and there.

"Anyways, later that night Dylan pulled me aside saying he needs to talk to me. And he offered me a threesome, with him and Megan. Can you believe how bold this guy is? I just told him to go to hell. Then he told me that he'll try his chance with Megan anyways, but doesn't want to upset me as well. And I just thanked her for being open about it, and told him to do whatever the fuck he wants to do. I was upset. That night was also the night where we were going to spend on the couch, and if he'd go to Megan's room everyone would see that I spend the night alone. Which is... I don't know, a bit demeaning you know?

"Later, people started disappearing as usual. Couples were already on their rooms, and Melissa also left saying she's not feeling well. Alex was passed out on the coach. There were me, Dylan, Megan, Sean and Joe left. Soon, Megan went to her room as well. Then Dylan told us that he's going to toilet, which was a stupid attempt to cover his tracks. I was left with Sean and Joe and we were chatting about random stuff. Then I got a message from Dylan, saying that Megan is also OK and if I'd like to join or not. I told him to fuck off again. Then Joe went to sleep too, it was his turn in the room. So I was left with Sean. When we were alone, I just went ahead and asked him how was the sex with Melissa. You should've seen his embarrassment. So I kept teasing him and with the help of alcohol he opened up a bit. He told me that he was nervous to be a disappointment but it went better than he expected. I teased him saying that he should have more self-confidence as women likes it and he apparently is more than enough for Melissa since she looked quite happy in the morning. He admitted that it was the first time he had sex outside of a relationship. I told him that he is quite attractive and should do more. Anyways, one thing led to another and we started kissing. I started rubbing his cock on top of the swimsuit and babe he is quite well-equipped! It was totally unexpected. So I couldn't hold myself and went on my knees, pulled down his shorts and started sucking him. We were still in the garden but luckily wasn't on a spot where people can see us from inside. It didn't took a lot for him to cum and I just pointed his dick towards his chest when he started cumming. It was such a turn-on for me. But then, he couldn't get his erection back, blaming the alcohol. So I was horny, drunk and alone in the middle of the night. So, I told myself what the hell, and went upstairs to knock Megan's door."

...

I was already turned on like hell, and was listening the story all ears, without interrupting at once.

...

"When I'm at the door I said "what the hell" once again, and just opened the door without knocking. Then I saw them, Megan was standing on all fours on the bed, and Dylan was just behind, fucking her in doggystyle. They stopped for a second when I opened the door. I saw shock on Dylan's eyes, and fear on Megan's. I think she was afraid of me making a scene. But I just told them if I can join too. The shock on Dylan's face quickly turned into a smuggest grin, and Megan just raised her hand towards me. It was my first time obviously so I didn't know what to do, so I just held her hand, climbed on top of the bed next to her. I was a total newbie so wasn't sure what to do. Megan raised on her knees, Dylan pulled out of her and started watching us. Megan quickly removed my bikini top, and started sucking my nipples. My nervousness eased away and I let myself go after that point. I grabbed her from her chin, and started kissing her lips. I heard Dylan saying "what a scene!" which provoked me even more, so we basically started making out with Megan after a couple minutes. She was very skillful with her tongue, and I admit that even if it was my first bi experience, I was enjoing it a lot. Then, Dylan got closer and told us that we forgot him, I grabbed her dick, and continued making out with Megan while stroking him. Then, I guided his dick towards Megan's pussy from behind, and got myself laid on my back. I pushed Megan's face towards my pussy, she got the idea and started licking my clit while getting fucked from behind. It was amazing babe, by far the sexiest thing I've done. Seeing Dylan thursting Megan, while she tries to keep the pace to lick me was amazing. I was watching her asscheeks wobble every time Dylan pushes himself inside her, and she was moaning while licking me. I orgasmed very intensely quickly.

"After I came, I asked them to stop for a second to catch my breathe. Then, I slid myself completely under Megan, now basically we were face-to-face with her, our boobs were pressing against each other. I opened up my legs to show my wet pussy to Dylan, and asked him to fuck whichever pussy he prefers. It was a gamble, but I won. He slid his dick inside my pussy, and right that moment we started kissing with Megan again. I couldn't hold myself for long before my second orgasm. Just a minute or so later, Dylan told that he's about to cum, and I told him to cum on my chest. Megan suddenly moved aside and put her face on my boobs, facing Dylan's cuck. He was quick enough to remove his condom before cumming, so he shoot all his load to Megan's face and my boobs at the same time. It was incredibly, crazy hot babe.

"Dylan laid next to me after he came, and I asked him if he can get hard for another round, but apparently it was already the second time that night and he couldn't, so we were done for that night. Megan's head was still on my chest but turned to me this time. There was a bit of cum on her lips and cheek, and some more on her hair. She looked like a mess, but a beautiful one. We stayed like this for a while, then I asked Dylan if we should sleep on the couch together and he agreed. I just told Megan that there's not enough room for us on that bed, and we left cum-covered Megan in her room, made our way to our couch to fall asleep."

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BOOKS I READ IN Q1 2022

(with ratings, opinions, and certainly spoilers)

1. The Love Hypothesis (5⭐)

Adam is the best book boyfriend ever, Olive is so relatable and sweet! Fake Dating is probably my favorite trope, and it's written so well that I felt like it was me falling in love with my professor! The scenes where they were alone, talking from their hearts, are so nice! The PDA is so exhilarating and the spice is amazing! Adam handled the conflict in the end so beautifully and protective! I'm so in love with him!

“If you say another word about the woman I love, if you look at her, if you even think about her - I’m going to fucking kill you.”

2. People We Meet On Vacation (5⭐)

Falling in love with a best friend is honestly my ideal scenario in real life! Alex is amazing, and we can feel his love for Poppy since the first time we see them! Their relationship is amazing, and I'm in love with it! There is a scene of him taking care of her while she's sick... and I cannot even begin to explain how much this makes me giggly and in love! I could not stop smiling the whole time I was reading this book, I felt so seen and loved! Amazing experience!

“I don't think I knew I was lonely until I met you.”

3. A Not So Meet Cute (5⭐)

Enemies to lovers is top tier, there's no denying it! Huxley and Lottie begin their relationship with a mutual interest agreement, she needs money and he needs a fake fiancée! Reading them living this fake relationship, while feelings grow on dual POV is *chef's kiss*! I also want a rich husband to take care of me, and to do the things Hux does to Lottie, I'm not gonna say anything further.

“Eyes trained on mine, he brings my hand to his mouth, places a soft kiss on my knuckles, and then breaks our connection as he backs away.”

4. The Hating Game (5⭐)

I never thought I'd enjoy an office romance, but this one is a Rivals to Lovers romance! Joshua is a dream partner, and the banter with Lucy is immaculate! I genuinely laughed out loud several times reading this book! Also, it has the best first kiss ever! Not to mention he takes care of her while she’s sick and this situation is my soft spot! There are people who might say Josh is a walking red flag, but to be honest, red is my favorite color! Please, I just want a man who loves me so much that he paints his bedroom wall the same color as my eyes, and who keeps every single piece of paper I ever gave to him!

“The first smile Joshua’s ever had in my presence is pressed against my lips.”

5. Beach Read (4,7⭐)

I guess the main subject of this book can be interpreted as romance, but for me was so much more important on the grief and missing someone you love! It is the only book that made me cry this year. The story is beautiful and sad, but also comforting and peaceful. The author had so much sensitivity while approaching the subject of hurt towards someone who’s not in your life anymore, and how to deal with conflicted feelings, like love and betrayal. The romance part of it is really cute, Augustus is so supportive of January and they feel complete together, even when they started their dynamic as rivals in college.

“I wished I could stay in an emotional cryogenic chamber that would allow me to sleep through the worst of whatever heartbreak I was avoiding.”

6. The Spanish Love Deception (4,7⭐)

This book’s an office romance, and an enemies to lovers one! Mr. Aaron Blackford is a dream, I cannot even begin to describe him! The man bakes his own granola bars, for god’s sake! He takes care of Catalina when she passes out from not eating, and helps her with her work! Although I had some difficulty liking Lina, she became a lot more enjoyable once their agreement was settled. Great book, great romance! I’ve seen people complaining about the duration of the wedding, but it was just perfect for me!

“I’ll give you the world,” he said against my mouth. “The moon. The fucking stars. Anything you ask, it’s yours. I’m yours.”

7. It Happened One Summer (4,7⭐)

I was not expecting a book with such a cute cover to have the best spice I’ve ever read! Brendan is a great man, and he treats Piper with so much care and love! The journey Piper goes through is great to read, it is emotional and comforting, and the outcome is so cute! The miscommunication trope is a bit strong in this book, but the solution is satisfactory enough!

“Your daughter will always have a place in my heart. But Piper owns that heart. She came here and robbed me blind of it.”

8. Hook, Line, and Sinker (4,7⭐)

Just for starts, it is amazing to read this story with snippets of Piper and Brendan’s life, they are so cute together! But back with this book’s plot, I really enjoyed it. Fox’s so cute in love, and insecure a scared, and Hannah knows how to break his emotional walls so well. I love the relationship they build from the friendship they previously had, it felt so real and natural! But besides the great story, the author gave us an amazing epilogue where we see both sisters with their lovers and children, it felt so complete and comforting!

“Fox, listen to me. I don’t care how many different beds you’ve been in. I know you belong in mine.”

9. Promises and Pomegranates (4,7⭐)

So… as I’ve stated before, my favorite color is red… right? This book screams “red flag!” all over it, but I loved every single moment of it! It also showed me things about myself that I had never even though about! The spice is pretty, pretty nice, and the overall plot is interesting enough! Kal’s extremely hot while being violent (don’t judge me!) and I felt exactly like Elena, I’m sure.

“Without her, I feel like one half of a soul, existing aimlessly, waiting for the earth to reclaim me the way I have so many others.”

10. The Kiss Quotient (4,7⭐)

I can’t even begin to explain how much I relate to Stella! This book put questions about autism in my head, not gonna lie! Their romance is so enticing and loving, he’s so delicate with her, treats her like a princess and sew clothes for her, and is so careful! Michael’s the perfect man, he has my heart! Really cute book, with great characters, and overall lovely!

“She didn’t know how to be semi-interested in something. She was either indifferent . . . or obsessed.”

11. Fix Her Up (4,6⭐)

The struggle of being the youngest of the family is really relatable, and Georgie express the feel immaculately, the frustration of not being taken serious or treated like an adult! Travis is a bit annoying, but not in a bad way… it’s part of his character, the jock! The romance is good, the spice is nice, and the resolution of the conflict is cute! Not the way I’d particularly want to be proposed to, but cute nonetheless!

“I’ve met het twice in my life. This time, I was smart enough to fall in love with her.”

12. Delilah Green Doesn't Care (4,6⭐)

Sapphic romance with a single mom! I didn’t thought I’d enjoy it so much! Delilah is the typical brunette character who’s grumpy and hurt, my favorite! The way she begins to develop feelings for Claire almost instantly is really cute. The resolution of the conflict with Delilah’s sister is so good, so heartfelt. The author was really sensitive telling this story, it’s heartwarming and wholesome!

“I’m putting you first, Claire. In case you couldn’t tell, that’s what’s happening here.”

13. Spoiler Alert (4,5⭐)

This story hits close to home for me, being a fat woman who consumes things with an unhealthy obsession! The romance in it is very appealing, it made me imagine myself falling in love with Jensen Ackles… (I’m not proud of it, I know he’s happily married!) Having this in mind, I can say that I don’t really agree with the proportion the conflict between the main couple took. I’d trust Marcus with my life, and April eventually got there with me. It’s a cute story, filled with love and devotion!

“He’d give her love because she deserved it, and because he couldn’t help it.”

14. The Unhoneymooners (4,2⭐)

I’m gonna start by saying that this book had everything to be a five star reading, but Ethan’s behavior towards his brother's assault accusation… I can’t! The way he handled the information, and belittled his girlfriend? It is a great story till this point. The banter is exceptional, the tension during the beginning of the trip, the snowballing of lies, everything is immaculate! But I can’t get over his actions, neither Olive’s decision to forgive him.

“It's so exhausting pretending to hate you.”

15. Tipping the Velvet (4⭐)

The story of a 19th century lesbian who fell in love with an actress, and struggles with her gender? That could be me in a past life! Nan’s journey from the moment she met Kitty, to the moment she really found love with Flo is so hard, so sad, so tragic and filled with suffering! The outcome is good, she does get a happy ending, but the struggles were too much for me, it took me a long time to finish this book… it was an experience… but I did not dislike it!

“But there was something very appealing about that Fe-Male. I saw myself in it - in the hyphen.”

16. A Court of Thorns and Roses (4,5⭐)

What a rollercoaster! This story is so full of things, a bunch of different vibes all over! Feyre has a hate and fear of Tamlin, which later becomes love and devotion (I would’ve fallen in love with Lucien, tho) and it’s so intense! Amarantha is such a bitch, but Rhys was kinda hot making Tamlin and Lucien kneel for him. Under the mountain was traumatic for me, but the ending was satisfactory! And Feyre got a sick tattoo! Nice!

"Because I'd want someone to hold my hand until the end, and awhile after that. That's something everyone deserves, human or faerie.”

17. A Court of Mist and Fury (5⭐)

WTF Tamlin??? I loved you!!! Rhys is the best thing that ever happened to Feyre (and to me, tbh) and their bond is so fun to read about! Their mind dialogue is unmatched! This is the best fantasy book I’ve read so far, the plotting with the mortal queens, and the conflict with the king at the end *chef’s kiss*! I love everyone on the Inner Circle, and Velaris is my dream home! Also, I’ve never shipped a couple so much before, I feel like the Suriel!

"You are my salvation, Feyre!”

18. A Court of Wings and Ruin (4,7⭐)

I’m not fan of battle scenes, but this book is immaculate! I felt the tension every time they were fighting! Feyre being a spy and destroying Tamlin’s court is everything I’ve ever wanted to see! The sisters fighting alongside the Inner Circle is amazing, and their father’s death is so sad! Overall this book is amazing, and emotional, I love it! Nothing but respect for my High Lady and my High Lord!

“I would have waited five hundred more years for you. A thousand years. And if this was all the time we were allowed to have... the wait was worth it.”

19. A Court of Frost and Starlight (4,7⭐)

This book feels like a reward for all the traumatic experiences I’ve survived on the last three books! I loved it! The dynamic of the Inner Circle is amazing to read, their lives getting back on track and the beginning of planning for permanent peace of all courts! A fun read, like a rainbow after a storm!

“You were meant to be at my side from the very beginning.”

20. A Court of Silver Flames (4,9⭐)

CASSIAN!!! I can’t begin this with anything else, besides stating that Cassian has me on a chokehold, what a male!!! Nesta is my favorite Archeron sister, I relate to her in a spiritual level! Well, anyway, this book is amazing. Nesta’s trauma and the way she has to learn how to live with it is so inspiring, so sad and difficult, but so real! The spice in this book is amazing, one of the best I’ve ever read! But also, the romance is amazing, the friendships and pure love are so sensitive and wholesome!

“Music was no longer the most beautiful thing in existence. He was.”

21. Throne of Glass (4,4⭐)

Celaena is the best main character I’ve read in my life, she’s so unapologetic rude and confident… I love a good assassin! The premise of this book is quite interesting, and it has a bit of romance in it too! I shipped the wrong couple, tho. The violence is a bit explicit and dark, but it makes sense in the context of the story, which has a good conclusion and enough of space to speculation for where the story is heading to.

“I never intended to escape.”

22. Crown of Midnight (4,6⭐)

This book is much more entertaining than the last one, the story is more personal and I felt a lot more connected to the characters! I don’t usually cry while reading, but I’m not gonna lie, my eyes got a bit wet when Fleetfoot was waiting for Nehemia. I do not like the couple Celaena and Chaol, I just can’t feel anything besides friendship between them! Celaena is fae!!! Celaena is Aelin!!! What a great ending, a great way to keep me curious and excited for the next one!

“Everyone sounded the same when they died.”

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okay so: opinions on buddie having a confession similar to the jolink one at the end of 19x20?????

(I know jolink have more of a romantic/sexual past than buddie do currently, but when I first watched that scene all I could think about was buddie, because of the fact that the kids were included as part of the speech but not the main focus, and the whole 'I'm so in love with you. How do you not see that?' bit and so many more reasons that have escaped my brain right now)

(Also full disclosure: I'm not a fan of jolink as a couple, and wish they'd stayed as friends, but I do love the buddie parallels/vibes they give me 😅😅)

((Sorry this was long!!! 💚💚))

(just to get it out of the way, I was fighting and kicking and screaming at them putting jolink together because they had such a great friendship and damnit media needs more friendships between men and women who are straight but not trying to get with each other)

I'm kinda obsessed with the idea of getting something like that now that you mentioned lol. I mean, there would have to be some adjustments, I feel like a lot of it works the way it does because they slept together and decided to say it was just casual, with the way they explicitly draw the line and said "no we are just friends" and I feel like that wouldn't work as long term as they played it with jolink when applied to buddie (not unless they want to make us suffer more for a few seasons but if buddie sleeps together then wakes up and go nah we should just be friends is never gonna happen again, I'll burn something down), but I am legit obsessed with the idea of Buck hiding behind Chris for a change and just snapping, listing things about loving Eddie and Eddie is just staring at him with his exasperated husband face and going "you idiot I love you too". If they kiss in the rain too I would spontaneously combust (with the lightning and the well and every bad thing that happened to Buck involving water and the way the moment they start getting along involves literal fire, the symbolism behind them getting something good in the rain would be everything to me really)

But since we're talking Jo, I rewatched the perfect storm the other day, that's why I ended up making the parallel between April and Buck, and I keep thinking about a situation like when jolex gets together. The whole they have a huge fight, Jo tells Alex to stay away from her, then she shows up hurt, Alex gets all protective, he's about to say it, but then the tree falls into Alex living room, and they ignore it until Jo says she doesn't deserve it, that she'll ruin it and Alex is all you asked yesterday you wanted to hear it I'm gonna say it but them he freezes, and she's all i don't hear anything, and they banter a little bit before Alex finally says he loves her and they kiss. I feel like if we get a proper build up with buddie where everyone is aware of where they are going and they keep fighting against it until something snaps but right before they actually do something the universe intervenes, and have them dance around the fact that they almost said it dealing with an emergency, all while the tension between them keeps getting higher, until they finally get a moment alone and they can talk and Buck is all we should just forget it, you're my best friend, I'll mess it up, depending on the nature of the emergency that stopped them you can even add a line of like "that was a sign, the universe was stopping us from making a mistake" that Eddie could counter with his level is skepticism "I don't believe the universe speaks to anyone and you wanted to hear me saying it so I'm saying it" and then freezing and having them banter back and forth until one of them says I love you and the other goes in for the kiss, could work. And it would be one hell of a scene.

So the conclusion here is that Jo has very buddiecoded love confession since Alex and Link get the best friend place before things evolve and either one of them makes for a killer getting together scenario for buddie.

#this got long and slightly off track lol #but i do agree with you that's a very plausible scene for buddie #and you need an easy buildup to make it work #abc you know what you gotta do #buddie thoughts #sam 💜#i really need a tag for asks

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wanted - part 4

Colson x Original Female Character x Pete

Warnings: swearing, mentions of alcohol and drug usage

Smut is coming soon I promise! My job has me super busy from the end of August to the beginning of June (iykyk) so I'll do my very best to update but no promises. :(

Over the next few weeks, Sophie’s friend group becomes one of the best things to ever happen to me.

We spend an insane amount of time together. Sometimes, only a few of us hang out, grabbing dinner or drinks. Other times, our group is larger, filled with people I don’t know. But I’ve changed. I’m no longer afraid to make friends with strangers. I’ve befriended several people at larger parties, and my confidence has really shot up. All in a matter of weeks.

It’s nearly the end of September and there’s an unseasonably hot weekend coming up, so we decide to go camping. Everyone is able to go, so we all grab the camping gear we have, borrow and buy what we don’t, and head out Thursday after the last classes of the day.

We’re not going to a campground. Baze’s family friend owns a ton of land with great areas to camp, and he was more than happy to let us camp there. Baze insists that there’s a great spot near the lake and that we can swim and walk the beach while we’re there.

Sophie has started to grow closer with a guy that’s been at a few parties. His name is Logan and he seems totally smitten with her. I wasn’t surprised when she wanted to share a tent with him, but I was slightly disappointed. She and Logan will be in one tent and Rook and Alicia will be in another.

Luckily Baze was able to borrow a gigantic tent from his family friend with enough room for him, me, Slim, Justin, Colson, and Pete. There’s enough room for three air mattresses, and there’s been no discussion yet about who I’ll be sharing with.

I have a slight inkling that Pete might like me. He’s always near me when we hang out, and we’ve started texting. I know he’s single. He’s started flirting with me - obviously, this time so I don’t have to wonder whether it’s flirting or not - and I’m flirting back. I can’t deny I have a little crush on him.

But even though Colson barely acknowledges my existence, I can’t help but crush on him, too.

Colson is just gorgeous. He’s talented, sexy, confident, and carries himself in the most intoxicatingly cocky way, which, for some reason, is a huge turn-on for me. I live for the moments when he notices me and actually talks to me, even though it’s rare. He’s actually kind of rude to me most of the time, so the fact that I have a crush on him is pretty pathetic.

We arrive at the campground and set up our tents, as well as our chairs around the fire pit. The boys are hot from setting up the tents, so they immediately want to go swimming. Us girls stay back to organize the food for dinner. We’ll make pizza hobo pies over the fire with s’mores for dessert.

“I love camp food,” Alicia says, unpacking some paper plates from a reusable grocery bag.

“Me too,” I agree. “We used to camp a lot when I was growing up. I miss it.”

“It’s not as fun once you hit puberty,” Sophie remarks, and Alicia and I nod our agreement.

“So,” Alicia says, smirking at Sophie, “how are things with Logan?”

Sophie sighs wistfully, bending to grab a beer from the cooler. “So good,” she says. “He just…gets me, you know?”

Alicia nods. “Totally. I feel that way about JP.”

Sophie and I smirk at each other. “Oh, he’s JP now, is he?” I tease.

“You’re on real name turf now, eh?” Sophie adds.

Alicia blushes and tosses the end of a piece of bread at us. “Shut up,” she mutters.

“It’s nice to see you so happy,” I say, smiling at her.

Alicia grins and grabs herself a beer, handing a cider to me. “So, Pete’s definitely into you,” she says, glancing at me.

My cheeks redden. “Really?” I ask, playing dumb.

“See, I think Colson likes her,” Sophie says, and I bark out a laugh that causes her to look at me with a raised brow. “The hell was that, Alex?”

“Colson?” I ask incredulously. “If you were to tell him to point me out in a line of people, he’d probably choose wrong.”

“What?” Alicia asks, shaking her head.

“He doesn’t acknowledge me 90% of the time,” I say, taking a seat in my camping chair. The girls follow. “He’s kind of a dick to me the other 10%.”

“Haven’t you heard of the whole ‘boy is mean to girl because he has a crush on her’ thing?” Sophie asks.

“That’s stupid. If that’s the case, he needs to grow up,” Alicia says.

“Exactly,” I agree. Sophie is losing it if she thinks Colson likes me.

“I’ve caught him watching you on more than one occasion,” Sophie says. “The other night, you walked in and he basically undressed you with his eyes.”

“Was that the night she wore that crop top?” Alicia asks. “Ooh, I don’t blame him.”

“No he did not,” I insist, cheeks reddening. “Are you sure he wasn’t zoning out? Thinking of a way to insult me?”

Sophie laughs and kicks my foot lightly. “You really have no confidence, Al.”

“Nope,” I sigh, tipping back my cider. “Kind of hard to have confidence when guys have never wanted you.”

“There’s no way that’s true,” Sophie says. I shoot her a look so serious that her own smirk fades.

“No one ever asked me to prom or formal,” I say, listing off on my fingers. “I’ve had one boyfriend for two weeks because my best friend forced us together. I lost my virginity to a guy friend. Yeah. Guys don’t want me.”

Alicia shakes her head. “That makes zero fucking sense,” she mumbles. “You’re hot.”

I roll my eyes, sinking in my chair. “That’s definitely not true,” I argue, “otherwise I wouldn’t have spent my life being unwanted.”

Sophie frowns. “That’s not right,” she says. “I’ve seen some truly unfortunate looking people with lots of partners.”

“That’s just mean, Sophie,” Alicia laughs, and I laugh, too, the tension broken.

“It’s fine,” I lie, shrugging. Just then, the boys come bounding out of the water.

In all the chaos of arriving, setting up camp, and getting ready for food, I didn’t even pay attention to the guys going into the water, but I’m most certainly paying attention as they come out of the water. Colson, blonde hair darkened by the water, dripping onto his shoulders and chest. Skin covered in glistening tattoos, muscles still visible beneath all the ink. Long legs beneath pink swim trunks. God.

And then there’s Pete. Pale skin that isn’t hidden as much as Colson’s. Muscular arms, abs. Skinny but still so attractive. He lifts a big hand and pushes back his dark hair, muscle flexing as he does. My legs feel weak and I force myself to look away.

“Is there food yet?” Rook asks, bending to kiss Alicia, who swats him away as he drips water onto her clothes.

“You think we’re cooking for you?” Alicia scoffs. “Hell no. Change and make your own damn hobo pie.”

“Feisty,” Rook says, hopping out of Alicia’s way when she swings playfully at him.

The guys go off to change and join us by the fire where we’re already cooking our dinners. I glance over when someone sits beside me, expecting it to be Pete, but it’s Colson, much to my surprise. He’s changed out of his swim trunks into a pair of athletic shorts, no shirt. He’s toweled off his hair and it sticks out everywhere, but in the most endearingly attractive way.

“How’s the water?” I ask.

“Warm,” he says. “We should all go for a night swim later.”

“Sounds fun,” I say. “We’ll play chicken and Sophie and I can beat your ass in that game, too.”

Colson snorts. “If you think I’m lifting Pete onto my shoulders, you’re wrong,” he says, leaning forward and resting his forearms on his knees. “Nah. You and me against Pete and Sophie, maybe.”

I play it cool with a shrug, but my stomach is doing backflips. He wants me to be his partner? “You strong enough to lift me?” I ask.

“Definitely,” he says. “And you’re scrappy as hell. We’ll win, easy.”

“Are you talking shit over there, Baker?” Sophie asks.

“Just saying how Alex and I are gonna kick yours and Pete’s asses in chicken later,” Colson says casually.

“Oh, bring it on,” Pete says, rubbing his hands together. “We got this, Soph.”

“Hell yeah we do,” she says, narrowing her eyes at Colson.

We all eat and drink for a while, making s’mores as the sun goes down. We spend hours by the fire, talking, laughing, and snacking. Finally, Sophie hops up. “Alright. I can’t wait for this chicken match anymore,” she says. “Come on, Alex. We’re getting in our suits.”

I let her grab my hand and pull me into the giant tent where we change into our bathing suits. I brought two, but I choose the one that isn’t strapless, not wanting to lose any clothing in the process.

“That is such a cute suit,” Sophie says. I glance down at my yellow bathing suit, the top looking almost like a bra with its straps and underwire. The bottoms are cheeky and cut high. It’s my favorite suit; I think I look good in it.

“Thanks,” I say. “I like yours, too.”

“Ready?” she asks. I nod and we exit the tent. Everyone has changed back into their suits somehow while we were in the tent, so we’re all ready to go down to the water. Remembering what Sophie said earlier about Colson checking me out, I glance in his direction. My stomach lurches.

He’s looking right at me. Hungrily.

I look away, but my eyes land on Pete, who’s looking at me, too, but more warmly than Colson. Like Colson wants to rip my suit off but Pete wants to kiss and cuddle. Right now, I’d take any of that.

I snap out of it when Sophie grabs my hand and hauls me down to the water. We run in together, squealing even though it’s nice and warm. Colson and Pete swim over and the others come to join us. I jump a little when I feel Colson behind me. “Ready?” he asks quietly.

I’m almost too distracted to answer. His big hand curls around my waist lightly and he looks down at me over my shoulder. He looks gorgeous even under the moonlight. I nod. He nods, too, and then disappears under the water. I tense up slightly when I feel his head slip between my legs, strong hands curling around my thighs as he stands up effortlessly. I wrap my feet behind his back and put my hands on his head for stability.

“Holy shit,” I breathe. “I’m…very high up.”

Colson chuckles, hands curling over my thighs. “Yep. Six feet and four inches high, to be specific.”

I clutch at his hair as Pete scoops up Sophie, who also seems a little taken aback by the height. “It’s a long way down, Alex,” she says. “Hope you’re prepared.”

“Prepared for Colson to gently set me down when we kick your asses,” I say.

“What she said,” Colson adds, reaching up to fist bump me, and I giggle. I think he’s a little drunk; therefore, he’s much more warm toward me.

The boys step forward and Sophie and I hold up our hands, giggling as we move into each other’s space. I grab onto her hands, yanking her side to side, but Pete holds steady. She gives my chest a push but Colson’s hands are tight on my thighs and we don’t even wobble. I can hear Pete and Colson shit-talking beneath us, but I’m focused. I want to win this.

Sophie pushes me again, not even as hard as the first time, but Colson jerks beneath me and I wobble. He tries his hardest, but I go crashing into the water. Arms snake around my waist, pulling me out of the water, and I’m surprised when he continues to hold onto me. I wrap my arms around his neck, holding on as I come up for air.

“Cheater!” Colson yells at Pete. “You fucking tickled me!”

“You never said it was off-limits!” Pete insists, helping Sophie off his shoulders.

“Oh, that’s cheap,” I say, shaking my head disappointedly.

“So cheap,” Colson agrees. Beneath the water, he subtly pulls my legs around his waist. I’m pleasantly drunk, too, so I let him move me.

“Fine. Rematch?” Pete says, eyes moving back and forth between me and Colson.

“Fair and square this time, Davidson,” I insist. Colson lets go of me long enough to hoist me onto his shoulders again, and then he steps forward. This time, I’m able to wrestle Sophie off of Pete’s shoulders quickly, and she sails into the water.

“Fuck yeah!” Colson cheers, reaching up for my hands so he can pop me off his shoulders. I’m surprised when he wraps me in a hug afterward. “We did it!”

“Take that!” I yell when Sophie and Pete emerge from the water.

“Damn,” Pete says. “I really thought we had that.”

“It’s okay,” Sophie says, patting Pete’s chest. “We’ll get ‘em in something else.” She smiles and swims over to Logan, leaving Pete standing alone across from me and Colson, whose arm is slung around my shoulders.

Pete lays on his back, spreading his arms. “This water feels so good,” he sighs.

Reluctantly, I let go of Colson to mimic Pete’s position. “Yeah, it does,” I agree. When I glance up, Colson is off talking to someone else. I’m a little sad the moment’s over, but I’m also extremely confused. Lying next to Pete, I have butterflies, but I did in Colson’s arms, too. My brain is so muddled and suddenly, I don’t want to be this drunk anymore.

“I’m ready for bed,” I admit.

“It is late,” Pete says. “Think it’s, like, two.”

Eventually, we all make our way onto the beach where we dry off, heading back for the tents. Once everyone’s changed, brushed their teeth, and the fire is out, we say goodnight and I follow the guys into the tent. Justin and Baze are already on one air mattress. Colson is on one and Pete on the other. I freeze, looking between them.

Luckily, Slim makes my choice easy, coming in and plopping beside Colson. “I’m fucking tired,” he yawns.

I look at Pete whose hands are behind his head as he rests on the air mattress. “Guess we’re sharing,” I say shyly. “Is that okay?”

“Of course,” Pete says, watching me as I come around to sit on the edge of the mattress. “Is it okay with you?”

I nod, smiling, and snuggle beneath the blankets. The air outside has really cooled down and my teeth chatter lightly. “Cold?” Pete whispers, and I nod. He snuggles closer to me, hesitating only a moment before wrapping me in his arms. It feels good and I hum happily, closing my eyes as I snuggle into him. He smells good, too, his own natural scent not fully masked by lake water and campfire.

“Pete?” I mumble sleepily.

“Hm?”

“Thanks for sharing an air mattress with me.”

“Of course,” Pete murmurs. “Night, Alex.”

“Night.”

#pete davidson #machine gun kelly #mgk #colson baker #pete davidson fanfic #machine gun kelly fanfic #mgk fanfic #colson baker fanfic #pete and colson #pete and mgk

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SaL anon here friend and I don't know if you're ready dive back into RNM yet or want to wait till 911 is over but the first trailer for S4 has come out and I figured I'd give you a quick guide before you decide to open that particular salt mine. Pros: oh hey, they let us know the major plot of the season; Arturo!!! Cons: Echo heavy, no Malex; in fact no Alex, Kyle, or Rosa; yet somehow still could spare a few seconds for the guest cast; Nathan did not deserve to have THAT done to his hair.

SaL anon here friend and we finally have some RNM promo pics. Stupidly Optimistic Me Who Never Learns: "At last!! S4 is giving us the Kylex brotp content we've been begging for since S1!!" Painfully Realistic Me: "Great, M*ria's dying again and we're going to be forced to watch everyone be concerned because her uselessness means they have no other plotline for her." Also why are they forcing poor Kyle to support her again??!! Hasn't that man suffered enough?

Hi bestie! I combined these asks so I could knock them both out and I spent my time recovering from my Covid booster shot (my arm STILL hurts, WTF is that about? It’s been 3 days??) by catching up a tiny bit on RNM stuff since I have looked at nothing since shortly after season 3 ended. I won’t be able to watch live though I’m planning on watching next day but that might be for the best.

So the trailer! Pros: yaaaaaas Arturo my beloved! Also saw Cameron which was a nice surprise! I’m mildly intrigued by the other aliens so that could be neat?

Cons: While I did love Echo at the start of the show and they have had some sweet moments throught, the fact that the show is constantly waffling on who Max is has been frustrating. Having him go from soft, stary-eyed writer who thinks Liz hung the moon, to going behind her back, and lashing out at everyone in anger because he’s a leading man, and a cop, and has to be Strong and Violent and Can’t Know How To Express Emotions Besides Anger (even though he’s a fiction writer and eloquently expressing emotions is like, the whole of what he does) is tiresome. Max is always at his best when he is being supportive and kind and soft and we unfortunately don’t get to see a lot of that so it makes me less excited to see what is going on with Echo. Also it’s 2022, the whole “will they, won’t they, let’s see soulmate happily date other people, then invent drama to keep them apart” thing is TIRED. Just let soulmates have each other’s backs and take on the things trying to tear them apart together. That’s LITERALLY the whole point of soulmates! They are on the same page, they work better together because they bring out the best in each other. Let them do that! (This also applies to Malex, of course.)

The fact that we didn’t see Alex, Kyle, or Rosa is a crime actually, especially considering they are the glue that holds everything together. I also saw some stuff from Tyler about fans not being too happy at the start sooooo we have that to look forward to! 🙃🙃🙃 And considering the amount of m*ria in the promo and the non-existence of Alex, Kyle, and Rosa, I’m sure this season is going to be a repeat of season 3 on that front. Yay 🙄

Nathan absolutely did NOT deserve to have that done to his hair. It’s not the worst, but his hair was sooo good last season! This is a definite downgrade.

The stills! Kylex brotp my absolute beloved!! I’m so excited to see them in the same room and it looks like Eduardo is there too? So MAYBE we get to focus some on what Alex is doing? Not holding my breath though. Also a lot of Dallas and Michael just chilling together which I love!

That Team Liz shirt is very cute and I want the whole gang to have one and wear all the time to support her, it’s what she deserves. I’m also loving whenever they let her lean into the “geeky scientist” wear that you know people who are too busy being tied up in their brain and work put on instead of trying to make me believe Practical Liz would wear fancy heeled boots on an investigation she knows is to a cabin in the woods. Women can be fancy and well-dressed people but also wear practical clothes when it makes sense, I promise it’s okay.

I kinda saw the stills of m*ria and Kyle as her scans looking better or at least like she’s not getting worse? So I don’t think she’s dying again, but I wouldn’t be shocked if she was because of course she would be. Hopefully Kyle gets more to do this season that carry everyone’s burdens on his back while they all forget all about him when he gets kidnapped because they’re too busy fawning over m*ria. Fingers crossed we get some good content for him.

Anyway, sorry not sorry to anyone who followed me for 911 content for the salt gremlin I’m about to become over this show. This show always deserved better than the CW, though it’s a shame the CW is Like That because it’s network TV meaning it’s free and it’s one of the few channels that’s NOT cable or streaming that you have to pay for that really leans into genre shows. Soooo much of network TV is centered on cop shows that basically spend every episode brutally murdering people (very often women) and then investigating it with the occasional “live victim” thrown in for funsies. This is why 911 feels so different (and why going back to trying to watch other shows is HARD) because it’s SO hopeful and most of the time the people live! What a novel concept! Then you have the CW which plays a lot with mystical/sci-fi stuff, often centered on romance which is a nice change of pace! But it’s run by people who, it feels like, HATE or at the very least have a great contempt for and look down on teens, genre shows, and romance. And RNM was supposed to be adults! It was supposed to lean into the sci-fi stuff and the alien soulmate thing from an adult perspective. But since it was the CW they leaned into the teen soapy drama, which, spoiler alert, is not ever what people wanted out of their “teen” genre shows to begin with! I think things got confused since there wasn’t easy, free access to genre shows when CW first started cranking them out, and they decided to apply their idea of what “Teen Girl Logic” was (all the different hot people making out with each other is all anyone wants!) to shows about soulmates and science fiction, and superheroes etc. without taking into account that isn’t actually true, AND more than just “teen girls” like genre shows, but a lot of the “adult” ones are dark and brutal and hopeless. So watching media geared towards “younger” audiences can often be an easer, more wholesome watching experience. (Like Julie and the Phantoms! I watched it multiple times, and even my grandma who is in her 80s watched it more than once. It’s bright and happy and wholesome AND has ghosts! And music!). *me frantically trying to find the thread here* Point is, this show COULD have been the sci-fi show focused on adults (and soulmates) healing after a decade of being apart and a lifetime of hiding things, while still having fun shenanigans, and bright colors that a lot of people want, but instead we got....this.

Whooo boy this got away from me and my head is fuzzy again so I’m going to just going to leave this word vomit here, sorry. Anyway, see you all on Tuesday when I get around to watching the premier! Lets all hope for some good things and brace for whatever it is we will be getting instead.

#my sweet nonnie friends #sleeping at last anon #roswell nm #roswell nm my behated #anti maria deluca #i...do not know what this is #but i'm too tired to fix it so enjoy?#sorry

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Supergirl Season 6 Thoughts

This is gonna have finale spoilers, so watch out if you're one of those people who didn't finish the season.

First off, some general, overall stuff: this season was too short. The pacing was off, and too many things happened offscreen. There wasn't enough time for everything to happen in a way that felt good. I particularly felt this with Lena's arc, but basically everything in the second half of the season felt that way.

The fact that a giant cat attack that lasted all of six minutes onscreen was a highlight for me explains a lot about my experience, I think. The best part of the season was the Midvale stuff(not just because I love Peter Sudarso) because it was actually paced okay and felt good. The characters were handled well, even Kenny(i thought he might show up in the present but no) and it actually wrapped up nicely without feeling incomplete.

Everything post Phantom Zone was... eeh. Nyxly was a good character, but I feel maybe for the final season a villain we already knew would have been better. Some people have suggested Brainiac, which I approve of, though one wonders if it would have been the one from the Krypton show. I'm not sure myself, maybe just Lex would have been good, but the fact is that there was no time in the second half of the season. Zero reprieve for characters or viewers. I missed seeing National City as a setting that the characters actually lived in.

Characters who got decent arcs were: Alex, Kelly, and Kara. J'onn was just sort of there, Nia's arc was ???, and don't even get me started on Brainy(he gets his own paragraph later). I do feel like Alex and Kelly's adoption and marriage was a good progression for them. They are very wholesome lesbians, but c'mon y'all this is the CW, the best we'll get is Nia yelling and wanting to murder(very good work Nicole). Not even touching Lena and Kara, they were fine. Just fine. I think Lena needs friends more than anything else. Nia was great this season but her arc was just so not. I mean I get that she wanted her mom, but they just glossed over that in season 5 so it felt really out of nowhere. She just seemed all over the place in season 6. Lena's arc was paced poorly, and while there's nothing wrong with magic, there hasn't been much precedent for it in Supergirl(except maybe in crossovers? idk) so same as above. I have no idea what to say about Kara revealing her identity. I guess she felt it was the right choice, but doesn't she realize what will happen? You've got enemies Kara, and they've already come after your friends, now they'll come after even more of them. I suppose it was meant as a conclusion to her ongoing identity crisis but man, literally anyone who's read the comics knows why superheroes have secret identities, especially the Superfam. This problem could have been solved the way I thought they were going to seasons ago, by having Kara go to the future to join the Legion, but that would have required a very different procession of events, for longer than just season 6. Do I mean KaraDox? Yeah, I guess, but I no longer care at this point. Supergirl is just a little disappointing, in general.

As for how they massacred my boy... Brainy's characterization and arc for the first part of the season were not bad. I feel like they gave up and just made him a joke character, but also tried to keep giving him depth? Most opportunities for deeper exploration were passed over in S6, including his relationship with Nia. They hardly spend any good time together in this season, and I'm expected to believe he said "sprock the timestream" for her? I barely believe it even if I can hear Jesse's voice in my head as I type. His end-of-season arc was just so random and poorly executed. Those sorts of things can only be meaningful if the character goes through with it! But they just said no, he's gonna come back without sacrificing himself actually. I'm also certain it was out of character for him. He'd rather Brainiac 5 die saving his planet, because then he's finally redeemed his family name, and there will be no more Brainiacs(presumably, in this universe). Do you agree, fellow Querl Dox syndrome havers? I think having him go and not come back, and showing him giving up his sense of self to the(so-called) Big Brain would have been a meaningful end for him.

*sigh* I've run out of steam, but this post is long enough. Thanks for reading.

#supergirl #supergirl spoilers #supergirl season 6 #my thoughts #long post

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New Friends and More

Last year, on May 8, 2023, my MBA program in De La Salle University has started. I met my initial set of friends in the orientation; they are Che, Alex and Jeah. We’re all different but we clicked right away. The first two (2) terms were a bit light since we’re just trekking our bridging courses since we aren’t business or accounting graduates. It was really fun and I never thought that I would enjoy going back to school at my early 30’s.

Then this 2024, we enrolled for our third term. We just need one (1) more bridging course so we enrolled that, together with some true MBA subjects. One of those subjects is the “La Sallian Business Leadership, Ethics and CSR” under Miss Pia Manalastas, our ever so bright teacher. Part of the subject completion is for us to have a “Service-Learning Program”, where in the whole class is grouped into two (2) sets of nine (9) people. Luckily, I was grouped with my batch mates, Che and Alex, plus a new set of awesome friends, Roma, Zyrus, Rovin, Thea, Mel and Simms. Our goal is to provide assistance for GABAY Ph, a small local organization situated at Caloocan City. GABAY, by the way, is a non-profit, community-based organization with a central mission to establish comprehensive and enduring psychosocial support and spiritual guidance for individuals living with HIV in the Philippines (PLHIV), which they referred to as “clients.” The group and their representative agreed to provide some sort of leadership trainings to GABAY’s officers, volunteers and member. Also, we’re thinking of giving them additional assistance like improving the aesthetics of their place and adding other merchandise options in their sari-sari store. We gave a lot of ideas and it was fun brainstorming with my group mates in order to help those in need.

Little did they know, I have a very close friend who also has HIV for years now, so I quite understand the thoughts and feelings of the GABAY clients. He always tells me his struggles so I always give him the listening ear that he needs. I’m so touched that he trusted me this very sensitive secret. I can’t give him anything to help with his disease so being a supportive friend with no judgement is the best I can give for now. But now that we have this service-learning activity in DLSU, I can help people like him at least alleviate a few of those uncomfortable feelings. What I learned from my friend is that what HIV patients really needs, is understanding and treating them like a normal person, because they still are. Shutting them from society and showing disgusts are not the solution, rather help them live like us and prolong that life. We are all children of God so we must treat each other with kindness and respect; and I promise to do that as long as I live.

We still have a long way to finalize all our ideas but I guarantee that this would be awesome and beneficial to them. Although, we cannot provide long term assistance as of this moment, I hope our leadership training, as well as a small help in their place and business would at least lift them up and make them happy. We had a lot of good thoughts and we plan to see the place ourselves so we can plan better. Maybe room partitions and repaint would be helpful? Maybe redesigning their store and sign board are great too? Maybe Roma and Che can share their leadership experience to them? I don’t know but I’m very excited!

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like snow on the beach

welcome to another narration of the smile!au. hope you all enjoy

after picking her up at her house, chase drove to the minoru’s place where the pool party would be taking place.

“i feel like nico’s family has been hosting this thing since we were kids” gert said as she closed the door

“that’s because they did well except that one year we had to do it at my house” chase remembered

“oh yeah how could i forget that one” gert laughed

“keep the flirting down you two” molly teased as she headed inside

both of then blushed and followed her inside

“gert and chase, i didn’t know you two would be arriving together” nico greeted them with a smile

“we decided it would be easier since gert and molly live close to you” chase explained

“also because we really wanted to go together” gert nodded

“and also that” chase smiled

“well the pool is open if you want to go in” nico excused herself

gert and chase both thanked her and headed to where karolina was and she greeted them both

“how are you two doing” karolina asked brightly

“we’re doing so good” gert smiled

“how are you doing” chase asked carefully sending her a look that karolina knew what he meant

“well im doing alright you know” karolina smiled

“hey do you two want to play with the water balloons” chase suggested

“of course” karolina nodded

“oh you both are going to lose” gert’s smile grew bigger which made chase’s heart flutter

the three of them headed to the pool area and started filling up the water balloons and then eventually starting throwing them

chase started running after gert and they both were laughing and didn’t notice that their faces had gotten close and were literally 5 feet apart

and then someone spoke

“chase…”

it was fucking alex

“huh… oh” chase’s voice faltered

“and gert um hey guys” alex greeted

“hey alex” gert excused herself and went back towards karolina

“what do you want alex” chase asked

“nothing i was just surprised to see you and gert. didn’t you just breakup with karolina yesterday?alex frowned

“we already has this breakup sealed for months so no it wasn’t recent” chase shook his head

“and what’s going on with you and gert. you two seem awfully close” alex looked mad for some reason

“we’re best friends alex and besides we’ve had time to hang out so if you’ll excuse me. im leaving” chase tried to control his annoyance

the hours passed but chase was having fun, karolina had asked if he was alright after alex came to talk to him and he told her that he was just annoyed but he was fine

in the evening, gert suggested they go into the backyard again but this time further away from the sight of everyone

“nice setting you picked” chase teased her

“shut up” gert rolled her eyes playfully

they both sat down on the towels they had brought and just enjoyed the sounds of the crickets and the pool

“did you have fun today” gert asked

“the most fun i had in months” chase nodded

“me too… about that moment between us earlier” gert started fidgeting nervously

“did i make you uncomfortable because if so i’m so sorry” chase apologized

“no it was fine but um it made me realize that i owe you the truth” gert said

“oh?” chase asked

“i like you a lot since we were in high school probably and you’ve been so amazing and you’re smart you know you’re a great guy and what i need to say is that i have a crush on you” gert confessed

chase’s breath literally hitched and his eyes widen

so gert liked him back and that gave him the courage the speak up

“i like you too. you’re just amazing and you’re never afraid to speak your mind and you stand up for what’s right and i just like that about you” chase admitted

“i was expecting a totally different route” gert got closer to chase

“well as you can see i feel the same way about you” chase laughed softly as he stayed still

“maybe this could be the start of something new” gert whispered before she kissed him

chase felt fireworks going off in his head as they kissed and god was that a nice feeling

he didn’t look at the time until molly had come in and coughed

“shit” chase said

“well congrats you two but um im kind of tired so maybe we could go home” molly asked but there was a smirk in her smkle

gert and chase both laughed and collected their stuff before following molly back into the car

as soon as they arrived at their house, molly got off first and gert stayed behind for a couple of minutes

“what does this make i mean we kissed” gert asked

“i don’t know what do you want this to be” chase looked at her

“boyfriend ?” gert asked him

“girlfriend ?” chase smiled

“so are we together” gert wanted that clarification

“yeah we are” chase was doing cartwheels internally

“so i guess i’ll talk to you tomorrow” gert smiled softly at him

“goodnight” chase decided to give her a goodnight kiss and she giggled before waving goodbye at him

chase just cheered as he drove back home

maybe this summer could be perfect

but he might jinxed that one

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